I was a maid at the Phrancy manor. My aunt is Thelma Phrancy. Before I became a maide she said," Because your parents died, I'm in charge. Got it little brat? And because I'm in charge, you will be my maid in my manor." I hated her since.
One day I got a letter from the Phantomhive manor AND the Trany manor. Gosh! This Alois Trancy sounds like my aunt. I'll think about the Phantomhive letter. I knocked on her door in her study.
"Come in." She said.
"Aunt Phrancy, I got a letter from Mr. Phantomhive and its an application for being a maid at the Phantomhive manor." I said trying not to be scared of her and being brave.
She turned around from her chair to look at me.
"Ok. What's your point?" She asked.
"I'm saying... I WANT TO BE A MAID AT THE PHANTOMHIVE MANOR! THIS MANOR IS... GARBAGE!" I yelled in anger.
She just laughed. "Ok leave! I never wanted you here in the first place!"
