The Demon, The Shinigami and The Maid

His Butler: Hell on Legs

Two months had passed since Alice had hurt her foot and she was up and at it ironing and folding linens which she had been tasked with washing. To say the least she had almost lead herself to believe that Sebastian had forgotten about her punishment, yet in the end it had just been pending and when he decided to dish it out, she didn't even expect it.

From washing and ironing the linens to polishing all the silver ware and dusting every single surface that demonic man could find, to polishing the wooden surfaces to an inhumane shine.

Alice was slowly growing sick of the treatment. As she finished with the last of the crisp white pillow slips Sebastian walked in and smirked. The small female couldn't help but cringe inwardly as she followed him into one of the few bathrooms.

"I want every surface pristine and the floors are to be washed, polished and washed again then dried." He stated as he left closing the door behind him.

"Damn it this is just getting ridiculous." Alice grumbled as she set to work washing out the basins and bath, drying the pristine white surfaces that they looked as though they had never been touched. Next she set to work on the floor, scrubbing it on her hands and knees, drying the surface, applying the polish and working it into the tiles until the surface looked like glass.

With clean water she washed off the floor again ridding it of excess polish before drying it back to its mirror like sheens and sitting on her knees sighing while she admired her work.

A good few hours had passed and she was well aware of the sun as it started it decent across the sky, the work load she had been given was nothing short of humane and her muscles all over her body were starting to protest under the excess exertion she had placed them under. She let her gaze drop to her hands and groaned.

The once soft, creamy flesh of her knuckles were aggravated and tender and a vicious red. The once soft pads of her palms and fingertips sporting unsightly, painful blisters, she then understood that the butler was simply making her life hell for his own personal amusement. She grimaced as she stood up slowly, stretching out to try and relieve her aching joints from the constant strain of been in one position and sighed when she lifted the skirt of her dress to find that the skin on her knees matched the skin on her hands.

Been honest with herself, she didn't mind working at all, but the amount she had been given was ridiculous and to make matters worse, Sebastian had made sure she did not see the Undertaker either which only fueled her anger towards the demon.

"He most probably thinks I am avoiding him." she muttered as she turned with her buckets and rags in hand and headed over to the door. Opening it she stumbled backwards slightly when she almost walked into the butler's stomach.

"Whom thinks you are avoiding them my little maid?" he purred before chuckling at her when an annoyed expression flashed across her features.

"It's none of your business." She stated as she pushed past him and made her way to the kitchen only to have her arm grabbed by the butler.

"I didn't say you were done just yet little maid, you might have finished the Master's bathroom but you still have all of the others belonging to the guest rooms and I expect them to be done in the same fashion as we do have guests coming to stay for a while." He smirked before adding. "And make sure you are done by dinner, dressed in a clean uniform and ready to welcome the guests."

Alice growled under her breath and glared at the butler. "If you want them done so badly then go do them yourself, god do you have any fucking idea how long it takes to do one bathroom to your standards?" she snapped at Sebastian which earned her a stern glare.

"I thought we were past the stage where you used such foul language my little one, but it seems I shall just have to add to your punishment. You are to make sure that the guest room in the east wing has fresh linen for the guest and you are to prep thee said room and bathroom to the tastes of the guest before they arrive." He smirked watching as her face slowly flustered with rage.