"This is your final chance, Grell," William said. "If you fail this time, you're out. You will lose your death scythe for good. Understand?"
"Y-yes," the brunette Reaper said. "I... I promise to do better."
"For your punishment, you're to train our newest member."
Grell nodded.
"I-I'll do my best," he stammered.
"Good," William said. "And now for your charge. Miss Elizabeth!"
Elizabeth Midford stepped into the light.
"Grell!" she squealed happily. "I haven't seen you in ages!"
Grell blinked. Elizabeth? She was the new Reaper?
"It would appear that you two know each other," William said.
"We met when Grell was working for Ciel's Aunt!" Lizzie exclaimed. She threw her arms around Grell. "It's so good to see you, Grell!"
"It's good to see you, too, Lady Midford," Grell replied.
"Well, since formalities clearly aren't needed, I suppose it's time for you to get to work."
"Since you're going to be my teacher," Lizzie said, "then you'll have to live with me. From now on, you can be my lady in waiting. Oh, but you'll need a new dress! Maybe a pretty yellow? Or white!"
"I much prefer red," Grell replied.
Lizzie squealed again.
"Red will be perfect on you! We must get you ready at once!"
She grabbed Grell's hand, yanking him out the door.
