Chap 3 : The Earl

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((Clare's POV))

                                As I got used to Undertakers ways actually a pretty funny person to work with. When ever customers would come into the parlor I would make them tea while Undertaker was talking to them . He would always laugh at how the way I would trip over my oversized dress. I would laugh with him~

                            One day a strange customer came in, well actually two came in one afternoon. I was in the back playing with my rag doll that I made I made all by myself! Undertaker was in the front at the desk, "Hehehehe welcome, I haven't seen you in a while have I? hehehe Phantomhive" He said with a snicker. "Oh!" I said to my rag doll, "We must have a new guest that Mr. Undertaker will make pretty once more hehehe" I threw my rag doll on my bed and blew it a kiss. I peeked out of the curtains that separated the parlor from my room . I saw a small boy with a tall man behind him. The boy had a black over-coat with a navy bow, his eye was covered with a black eyepatch. But the other eye was as blue as the sky. The boy was stone faced, but cute.

                             I blushed as I peeked out more to see the features of the tall man. He was also dressed in black overcoat but no bow to be seen. His eyes were a piercing crimson color, his hair was midnight black. I had peeked out too far I suppose because the tall man turned to look at me. As soon as he did I felt something about him, I quickly pulled away from the curtains. I was so interested in the tall man. "Hehehehehehe come come Clare, its rude not to introduce yourself to guests, especially this one" Undertaker said breaking the silence. I slowly came out looking at the both of them. I wanted to see what was under the boys eyepatch so badly. I walked slowly and curiously to the boy. "He is the Earl of Phatomhive and the man behind him is his butler" The Undertaker said while extending his hand. "Oh~ I see" I blinked my eyes and started to look up and down and them. The butler leaned down and smiled, "A wondrous little creature aren't you" I raised and eyebrow at his smile, I knew what he was, I could feel it. "You're a demon!" I clapped my hands and laughed "I got it right! I was right!" "Hehehehehe a sharp one isn't she?" Undertaker said while covering his face to fide the wide grin he had.

                           The Earls face looked shocked and annoyed, he looked at his butler and whispered "How the hell did she know that?!" "Hm, I see now" The butler said "Undertaker? she is not a regular child is she?" ""Hehehehehe" Undertaker replied. I skipped over to the butler and looked up "Hehehehe you are very interesting" The boy was trembling ""Why are you so scared Earl?" I looked straight at the Earl and snatched the eyepatch away from his eye. And before he could cover it up with hand, I saw it!, a pinkish pentagram on his eye. "Give that back!" He ordered. But I had already laughed my way over to Undertaker and hid under his sash like a lost puppy. "Tsk" The Earl hissed "Hehehehehe now Clare don't be rude" Undertaker chuckled. "Awwwwwww" I slowly came out. Undertaker gently took the eye patch from me and handed it to the butler. "She is my apprentice for now, she loves the work I do, making ugly whores  pretty again hehehehe" Undertaker said while I laughed with him.

                         "I don't give a damn about that, I want to know about a new customer you had come in" The Earl said with great annoyance. "Ah yes, her. Clare go fix us tea while we talk hehehe" My long grey hair swayed as I skipped to the back and fixed some tea. When I came back the Earl was sitting on one of the coffins Undertaker had, I handed him a cup with a smirk. Surprisingly he blushed! "Hehehehe your cute" I said holding the tray of measuring cups full of tea. "W-What? How dare you!" The Earl raised his hand to slap me. The butler tried to catch his hand before he could but I had blocked the Earls arm. "Hehehehe you just try that again Earl" I smiled, with my eyes glittering with intimidation. The butler smiled a little looking down at me. I moved the Earl out of my way and sat the tray on Undertakers desk, I could hear Undertaker burst into laughter as I pushed the curtains back open and went into my room. 

                      I picked up my rag doll and ran my fingers through her yarn hair. "The Earl of Phantomhive" I chuckled

"Hehehehehehe"  

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