The next day, I finished reaping the last of the souls on my to die list for the day.
"*sighs happily* Good, looks like I can go home after I report back to headquarters. All since my work is done." I said. I headed down to headquarters to turn in my work so I could be done for today. After I turned my stuff in and was about to leave to go home, my cellphone rang. When I looked to see who it was, of course...it was Grell.
"Hello?" I said picking up the call. Instead of hearing a greeting from my sister, I was greeted by a conversation between Grell and a stranger. 'She must've just called me on accident,' I thought.
"Oh Bassy you're so tense!" I heard Grell say in an odd voice.
"With all due respect, do get off of me Grell." The stranger said.
"Oh but why would I-Eeeek!" Grell shrieked. "I warned you to get off and stop touching me!" The stranger said sounding angry.
I quickly hung up the call and found out where she was from the board of reapers. She was in London in some large, fancy mansion. I quickly went to the address I was given and arrived at the Phantomhive Manor. When I walked in, it was totally silent besides the sound of my boots on the marble floor. This place was huge and so elegant that I felt greatly out of place. All of a sudden I heard a recognizable scream followed by a series of smashing, banging and crashing noises. I ran to a room upstairs where the noises were coming from. As I stepped in I saw a boy with an eye-patch wearing fancy clothing and a tall butler with red eyes, raven black hair and a black tailcoat. Both standing near my sister, who was sprawled across the floor whimpering with a bloody, bruised nose. All three looked up at me when I entered the room. The boy looked a bit confused, Grell looked terrified and the butler smiled at me as his eyes glowed a bit.
"I beg your pardon gentlemen for barging in uninvited like this, but may I ask why Grell is here and why it looks like she was socked in the face by an iron fist?" I asked with a very serious face. The butler bowed and smiled
"Apologies miss, that was my doing, I was showing Grell the meaning of personal space." he said glancing over at Grell.
"Bassy I know you're a demon, but you didn't have to be so violent! That really hurt!" Grell whined.
"I did give you multiple warnings did I not? Besides, don't you have a job to do?" he replied. I glared at Grell angrily. 'You did it again...you're now on my hit list you slacking idiot!' I thought.
"I'm terribly sorry, but what is your name madam?" the butler asked. "Oh I apologize, I forgot to introduce myself." I said bowing politely.
"It's alright, My name is Sebastian Michaelis, I am the butler of the Phantomhive estate." he said with a proud smile.
"Pleasure to meet you Sebastian, my name is (Y/N) Sutcliff. I am Grell's younger sister." I said. When I said this, a look of shock appeared upon Sebastian's pale face. He looked me up and down, then at my sister, then at me, then at my sister and at me again.
"I never expected anyone related to such an unattractive nuisance to be so..." I heard him say quietly to himself.
"(Y/N), why the bloody hell are you blushing?!" Grell snapped.
"So sorry, if you would please excuse me for a moment." I said with a closed eyed smile.
"Of course, go right ahead." Sebastian said.
Without a single moment of hesitation, I grabbed Grell and took her out into the hallway. Before she could protest, I slammed her face-first into the wall and corn-dogged her as hard as I could followed by a chicken wing. "ACK! (Y/N) I'M SORRY PLEASE LET ME GO-OUCH!" she pleaded. I shoved her onto the ground and pulled her hair with one hand and hit one of her pressure points with the other. After about 2 minutes I had beaten her to a bruised pulp just like I said I would. I then got up and walked back into the room.
"My sincerest and deepest apologies for my sister's behavior." I apologized.
"Why thank you Miss (Y/N), also if I may, you have quite a beautiful name, it suits you very well." Sebastian complimented. I blushed.
"Oh heh thank you Sebastian, it was nice meeting you. I'm sure our paths will cross again soon." I said grabbing Grell.
"Indeed, I hope so. Farewell (Y/N), pleasure meeting you as well." he said as I dragged my sister's limp, beaten body with me as I left the Phantomhive Manor.
|Corn-Dog: When you stand behind someone, put your hands on their shoulders and knee them between their legs
Chicken-Wing: When you grab someone's arm and turn it behind their back and pull it up behind their head|
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Grell has a Little Sister?!
Fanfic(Y/N) is Grell's mature little sister. She often has to take responsibility for Grell and her mistakes and try to keep her out of trouble as well as working a job as a grim reaper. When Grell gets tangled up in a fight with a demon butler, things st...
