the reaper that could, black butler story

the reaper that could, meeting dakota

Haii so this is a kind of experiment story but nonetheless I hope you enjoy, and the Dakota's death scythe is at the top this is done in sorta modern times, it's hard to explain but you will get what I mean soon,

Dakota's POV
As I roamed the empty dark streets collecting souls I had an unwanted burden of dragging my partner grell Sutcliff. All he kept babbling about was this damn demon named bassu? No I think it was bassy, it was an awful name for a person though.
'I don't see how your not cold wearing such reveling clothing, dearie"

"I don't see how you can't shut up grell"

"Ooh feisty just like my bassy!!'

He wasn't wrong about me wearing revealing clothing, I was wearing a dark red sports bra and booty shorts with thigh high black combat boots, my long hair in a high ponytail, and my twin scythes sheathed in an x on my back. But I was pretty much warm as hell. But I needed minimal clothing to move around properly.

"Oww wait hold on grell" I said with discomfort as I touched my head

"Oh dearie no one cares just let them free"

"You just want me too so you can touch them" I retorted

"Well yes but, your hurting yourself'

"Grr I hate when your right'

I moved my hair around a little bit as my pitch black kitty ears popped out of my head, with the tips dyed red to match the tips on my hair.

"Yay!' Exclaims grell

"OK we mustn't waste time grell, you have a lot of souls to catch, your just lucky I'm helping you'

"Don't you have your own to catch" said a very flustered grell

"No I finished at 6'

"BUT WE WERE GIVEN OUR ASSIGNMENTS AT 4" exclaimed grell

"Oh c'mon grell, I have done better"

"Grr"

'Watever I could just leave th-"

'Please stay out of love"!

"Fine but your lucky were related or I would chop your head off"

'Love you too dear sister!"

"Whatever grell'

I promise the next chapter I will explain everything, but until then, baii Landsharks!!