Kuroshitsuji-In High School

Tea-Party With the Band, Some Weird Logic

Yesterday, of course, I was invited to a tea-party by Pandora's Butler.

However, they didn't exactly tell me when or where it would be so I just went about business as usual. When I woke up I was going to do my hair and get dressed, standard like-a-school-day stuff.

I sat at the edge of my bed and stretched placing my feet on the floor, when I heard a groan. Wouldn't you know Xerxes's head was peaking out of mybed. 

I blinked a couple of times before it actually sank in that I had my foot on his face. 

Unfortunately, it was too early in the morning for me to be asking the real questions like "How did you get in here?" and "What are you doing here?" maybe even "THIS IS THE GIRL'S DORM YOU PERVERT!" But, I didn't say anything like that. (Mostly because I'm and idiot). Instead I did a dogeza on the floor next to him and repeatedly apologized for not noticing him.

"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!"

He laughed at me, but didn't say he forgave me. Which was kind of disappointing.

I'm surprised that Drecta didn't wake up from all the apologetic yelling I did. She must be a really really heavy sleeper or maybe she wasn't there, I never remember to check these things.

"Hurry up and get dressed Li-chan, I'm here to escort you to the tea-party." he said with a smile.

I grabbed some clothing and went to the bathroom to change. All the clothing I had was just spare uniforms, so I really didn't look much different then any other day.

I walked over to the door and realized, this is the girl's dorm. How are we going to leave without getting caught? (Again....I really should have thought more about how Xerxes got here in the first place.....I'm such an idiot)

"Come with me. We're leaving through the cabinet," he said pointing to the cabinet by the wall.

Did we always have a cabinet there? Probably...

"How are we going to travel by cabinet?" I asked.

"If everything was explainable, nothing would be interesting," after he finished his sentence he pushed me into the cabinet and followed soon behind.

I felt like a little kid trying to think of a good hiding spot, and kind of like Narnia, the cabinet was never ending until I came upon a table cloth. I moved it away and now, by some weird rabbit hole logic, I was in a completely different room.

"What. Just. Happened."

"It's a se-cr-et, Li-chan~" Xerxes was standing in front of me offering me a hand.

How in the world did he get here before me? Didn't he push me in before himself? I am so confused.

The room the cabinet lead to was dark and dreary, the table had some normal tea-party stuff but aside from that colorful part of the room everything was black, gray, or white.

Coffins  and cobwebs were everywhere, and some jars with...organs? eyes? intestines? Who knows what....were on shelves. 

"Where are we?"

"This is the janitor's building. It's a small shack on the edge of the Dispatch Society's grounds. And the janitor is a little....obsessed with some things."

"Why is the party being held here?"

"There wasn't a place for Pandora's Butler to stay on the campus besides here, so there you go. That's why." He shrugged his shoulders and sat down with his feet on the table leaning back in the chair.

Sharon walked in and slapped him with a fan. 

"No feet on the table!"

Everybody else followed behind her, (including Cheshire) and sat down somewhere. I guess I should too.

We sat and ate and chatted for a while. Standard normal boring stuff...unless you're me. Then Alice said, "So what should we do now?"

CREAK

A low laugh mixed with a loud noise came from behind my chair and a glowing red eye peaked out of a coffin standing up behind me.

I slowly turned my head to see the sight everyone, (except Xerxes) was dumbfounded by.

How long was this thing inside there?

"Welcome to the shop...er...shack. We probably haven't actually met yet. I'm the janitor. Please call me the Undertaker." a voice from the coffin said.

What kind of name is that?

He stepped outside of the coffin and was wearing what seemed like a black overcoat with a hat. His hair was grey and covered his eyes. There was also a scar on his face that looked something like stitches. 

He reminded me of Drecta. Dark, dreary, long hair...yep. That's probably why I wasn't too scared anymore. If something else comes out of a random cabinet or something I'm probably going to loose my sanity.

More importantly, why does this school need an undertaker? Is this really all some strange hobby?

He walked up beside me and whispered in my ear, "Grim Reapers are Grim Reapers. What do you think they do with the bodies?"

I jumped. What does that even mean? Was he trying to answer...the question I asked inside my head?

Cheshire jumped up and stated "Let's all play Guitar Hero~nya!"

"That's not fair! Gilbert and Oz will totally win!" whined Xerxes.

Sharon readily agreed and we all ended up playing Guitar Hero and other random games until really late in the evening.

Little did I know, that a certain shelf in the room, had a certain jar, with a certain eye, that belonged to a certain roommate of mine. Back then I didn't know the future could've been prevented...