A Brush with the Past

If He's a Drunk, Why is She Here?~

The days have been a pleasant repetition. Waking on the chair, a steamy cup of tea with Elden, either a lesson with Percy or you shadow him on an appointment, and finally, you tutor Emma. Something's...wrong. Maybe wrong is a bit harsh, different is a better word for it. Its like you're turning into a stereotypical vampire. Better eyesight and heightened speed, those are fun. Thankfully though, you still have a heartbeat. You haven't told Elden of it because you don't feel like having to train with him.

Anyways, Its starting to be a bit of a bore but many good things have come out of this schedule. You have your first appointment for a portrait in a weeks time. Percy says its a surprise of who its for.

"Sissy!" Emma squeals. You look away from a sketched on canvas sitting on Percy's old easel that you have claimed as rightfully yours. You had sketched out a vast forest clearing with a single rose bush in the center. The painting will hopefully be set on a clear full moon. 'Sounds cheesy enough.' You have to wait another hour or so before painting it. You found painting easier at night plus the night was a good reference for the painting.

"Yes, baby girl?" she giggles and hands you a crisp white envelope with an ornate red seal holding it closed. 'Oh, a secret admirer! How exciting! Must. Open.' Your clumsy fingers pry away at the wax seal and eventually peal it off. The inner letter was intricately decorated with gold vines along the edges and fancy cursive within the center.

"Dear ________ ________,

You have been invited to a Christmas ball held at the Phantomhive residence. The ball is being held on the 23 of December, next Tuesday, at five pm. Dress as you wish but bring only yourself. There is only so much room in the parlor for the guests. Our previous appointment will be delayed for a week, if convenient."

You read through it a few times to ensure you read it right. 'A ball, like I have proper clothing for one. And the whole "bring only yourself" thing was a load of bullshit. What if something bad happens? I'm not so sure I can protect myself. Pfft, I got this.'

"What does it says sissy?" She tugs on your skirt harshly and erratically.

"Its an invitation to a ball." You kneel to her and say. She smirks .

"Can I go?" You look at her pitifully and shake your head. 'Maybe she can be an exception. She takes up no room. But if I bring her, Bassy and Ciel may grow angry. We can't have that, no we can't. Me likes them. Me likes them alot. They are me precious. Yess.... Preciouses.' Emma poking your cheek brings you back to the current realm. You stand up to search for Elden and/or Percy. Preferably both of them.

"_____? Is that you?" Elden calls from the chair. He sits here from time to time throughout the day, the only time he doesn't is when you seem to wake up there in the mornings. You now sleep in the bed with Emma while Percy sleeps elsewhere. Elden doesn't sleep so he roams the streets or something. You walked up to his right and see a book in his hands.

"I need to have a discussion with Percy and you. Pronto." Elden nods and walks downstairs. You have to use your new speed to keep up with him.

He stops at the doorway of the neighbouring store which is a pie shop. Such a nasty pie shop, the woman that owns it is a flippin' loon.

"He's getting a drink in there. I have feeling he's also getting more than that here." Your eyebrows knit together as his wiggle. 'Perv. Let's just go in and get him.' You both nod and enter.

"Wel-HIC-come. *giggles*" The owner and Percy chime. She is sitting on the bar with Percy's arms wrapped around her and his head on her lap. 'Wow. They don't even try to hide it. Should I pick him up?'

'Have fun.'

"Heh. Okay Percy, time to go home." You walk to him and pull his heavy arms away from her.

"Heeeyyyyyy, don be soo men. We'rre juss havin fun. You go home." Percy gripes. You huff and spin his stool so he's facing you. You lean down lift him from his seat, positioning him over your left shoulder. *I'm thinking of when Shrek picks up Fiona because he's tired of her shit. Do you remember that? Just me? That's cool.* Elden whistles as you approach the door with the surprisingly light idgit draped over your shoulder.

"When did you get strong?" You exhale in that weird laugh sort of way and carry Percy into his shop. You can feel him playing with the hem of your blouse, trying to pull it up. You set him down as gently as possible on his bed, making sure not to wake Emma. He lands on the bed and doesn't move but begins to snore and babble to no one. Emma cuddles him. Adorable.

"What was it you wanted to talk about?" Elden questions directly into your ear, making you jump slightly. You hand him the letter that was lodged between your breasts.

"Bring only yourself? What if its a trap? I'm still going."

"But you can't." He crumbles the envelope and smashes his fist against the wall to the right of your head. This angered you for god knows why. You feel your eyes change to their demon ones. You grab his wrist and squeeze, making it loosen.

"I think I can handle myself." He beamed with pleasure at you, his eyes are also changed into their demon counterpart. You both chuckled and released.

"You still need protection."

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I have already wrote the outline for the next chapter, which is the ball. The picture is of Katherine Pierce but I think that's the dress you will wear to the ball.

Also, do you like the Fall Out Boy like titles? I do so I'm gonna continue making them like that.

I'm finally 16!! I know, calm down there.

I'm debating whether I should make the entire story in 1st person (where every "you" is replaced with "I"). Should I? I'm testing it out next chapter so be prepared.