Chapter 13

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(( If you can't yet tell, the chapter pictures are just for funsies. Nothing related to the chapter. Just thought I'd mention it. Like this one. This one is great. ))

The carriage pulled up to the front of the manor and I jumped down from the coaches box. I took in a deep breath and looked all around me. All the skulls on all the bushes and trees throughout the front courtyard were just amazing. This is truly some great yardwork. Oh to hell with it, why am I lying to myself. If I ever saw this I would be the hell out of that place within no time at all. I may love horror movies and stuff but forget that! I am literally sharing a living space with a murderer.

But the looks and Ciel and Sebastian's faces were worth the feeling of slight fear building in the deep recesses of my mind.

Sebastian looked to me. "Grell?" I nodded and he sighed. "Hopefully it isn't that bad inside." I bit my tongue,  containing the laughter in my throat.

We walked up the flight of stairs to the front door. "You must be tired, young master. We'll prepare your tea right away."

 Sebastian opened the door and all anyone could see was pink and sparkles. Ciel took a step back in complete disbelief.

 Sebastian seemed to have take note that Ciel wasn't walking in. He began to look into the mansion. "What's the mat--" I could practically hear the shattering of Sebastian's mind.

 "My mansion. . ."Ciel stated, his voice drifting away.

"This is unfortunate," I stepped in looking at all the decorations lining everything. Pink cloth lined the banister and little, twinkling jewles hung from the chandeliers, "at least whoever did this has a knack for interior design. You would not expect this from the skulls in the yard!" And with that statement I got not one, but TWO annoyed glares. My work was done and I felt accomplished, I almost didn't care I was probably going to get put into a big poofy dress later on. Key word there almost.

 "What in the world happened?" Sebastian asked and looked my direction. I assume he expected an answer from me but he certainly wasn't going to get one.

 Not moments later, three of the five we left at the manor came running up to us, completely out of breath. All three were yelling Sebastian's name in sync. They were wearing little costumes. Finny wore bunny ears and paws, Bard had a little maid's crown that was sky blue and what I believe is a bib, and Mey-Rin a tually was unaffected. She had to have escaped Elizabeth's wrath.

 I faked a surprised gasp and walked to them. "My goodness, what in the ever-loving hell happened?"

 Sebastian was just behind me and asked, "Or rather, why are you dressed like that?"

 "Ask the crazy girl!" Bard exclaimed, grabbing onto Sebastian's collar.

 "'Crazy girl'?" Ciel questioned. He, Sebastian, and I walked over to the room the three had run out of only to be encountered with a similar situation as the entry hall. Everything was so similar. Lorlts of pink, soarkling gems, hanging Grell piñata. Wait what?

 "Grell? What are you doing attached to the ceiling?" I asked, as I looked for a stepladder. More like CIELing, hehe.

 "As you can see, I'm on the verge of dying." Grell responded, he sounded like it too, his voice only coming out as a breathy whisper.

 Upon finding a step ladder, I placed it on the ground next to him and climbed up it. "I do believe Sebastian said it would be better if you tried to do this outside." I responded, untying the noose. (( Don't say this to a person who is trying to kill themself. Please. It's not cool. I feel bad. ))

 I heard a high-pitched scream of Ciel's name just as someone ran by, knocking over the step ladder. Grell fell as a result of me finishing untying his rope and I fell on top of him, my head bashing on the side of a table leg. I couldn't hear what Elizabeth was saying, granted I couldn't hear anything accept for ringing. I sat up, muttering an apology to Grell, and got off of him. I made an attempt to stand, but my efforts were futile. A massive wave of pain flew to my head and I began to fall again.

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