His Butler // Larry

08

Louis looks up from the sealed letter that he received from the royal palace when they stop. His one available eye looks to the giant house and he waits patiently for Harry to open the door. Once he opened it he walks out and into the house with his butler, quietly. "There was too much traffic in London..." Louis grumbles as they begin to climb up the many flights of stairs

"Well the good part of this is you can get away from those three idiots..." Harry said with a sly smirk making Louis scoff. Being away from the crazy trio was amazing. "We could have some quiet time my lord..."

As Harry says that he opens the door to reveal Stan and Louis's aunt, Madam Red, rummaging through many cabinets and drawers. "Honestly...where is the tea in this place..." The madam grumbles as she throws a bunch of stuff all over the place. Louis just groans and that makes his aunt smile and look to them. "Well you're early...which could only mean one thing. Jack the Ripper is at it again..." She draws out

Louis frowns and just stares at his aunt with his similar deadpan expression, because she was right. 

Within minutes Harry fixes the tea issue and he serves tea to the three. Louis is quite before his cup is placed in front of him. "He struck again." He confirms his aunt's statements. "Another prostitute was just gruesomely murdered last night. The murders are getting out of hand and becoming unprecedented."

"This victim was named Mary Ann Nichols and it seemed a very special type of blade was used on her." Harry speaks up. 

"That's why I am here earlier. I wanted to look into the situation myself." Louis said sipping his tea and looking to his cup as if he was thinking. 

Stan smirks at the boy "But are you sure you'll be brave to see the crime scene." He taunts the young lord. 

Louis can only glare at him unsure what he is talking about. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well...the scene by itself is such a horrific sight. Blood and guts would be everywhere. But the smell would probably be something sickening by itself." He says as he stands and walks over. "Someone as young as yourself can't handle something like that." He speaks before patting his head

"I am the head of the Tomlinson estate. I have seen things that you wouldn't imagine. Don't ask foolish questions." He states giving a side glare to the cocky man

Stan chuckles. "My deepest apologies." He speaks in his taunting voice. 

Louis only gives him his glare before he sips his tea again.

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"There's a crowd." Louis says in disgust. Why would anyone want to look at a scene like this one. Harry only nods having a slight smirk in slight amusement. Why did mortals find death so amusing. They walk up to the detective who is looking through papers. He looks to the boy and the taller man following behind him. "Sorry lad this scene is off limits."

"I have come to see the body." Louis deadpans and the man looks to him bewildered. "Um I don't..."

"Lord Tomlinson...what are you doing here." The chief speaks not amused with the boy's presence. 

Louis does his rare smirk and shows the sealed envelope. "Seems your investigation is lacking...so only the best sent me in." He speaks referring to the queen. They are both silent, and Louis takes that chance to take the detective's papers. "Seems you haven't found any major clues yet..."

The chief growls before taking back the papers. "We at scotland yard are more than capable to handle this on our own. There's no need for you to interfere." He spits at him

Louis stares at him for a while before he sighed. "Very well..." He said with his smirk and turned. "Let's leave Harry." He said walking to the crowd where Stan, Madam Red and her butler stood. 

"Very well master." He said as they walk past the crowd. 

"Now what?" Madam Red asks

"We see someone who will give us answers." Louis answers.

Madam Red raises her eyebrows. "Whose that?" He asked

"The Undertaker..."

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"This is a funeral parlor, run by an acquaintance of mine..." Harry said as he looked at the building that belonged to the one and only undertaker. Madam Red and Stan look to each other curiously as Louis leads the way in. 

"If we're looking for answers than this guy is the one to go to...but..." Louis said looking around

"But what?" Madam Red asked. 

Louis doesn't answer because then a chuckle is erupted and from a single coffin appears the one they are looking for. Madam Red and Stan are absolutely speechless and well a little creeped out. "He's a bit of a loon..." Louis mumbles

"Young master Louis..." The man says as he walks over with his usual cheshire cat grin. He takes his hand that has long black nails and drags them across Louis's face. "I have a feeling I may know the reason of this sudden visit..."

"Tell me all you know..." Louis said trying to get to the point. 

"Oh I will...only on one con-" He begins but stops seeing Harry's hard expression on him. The undertaker sighs and he stands up. "You always take the fun out of everything Harold...honestly." 

"We would just like answers please..." Harry said simply. 

The undertaker watches him before he nods. He turns and he walks to his desk. "The thing with these prostitutes...is that they come to my possession, they are missing a part..." He said as he looks off at nothing in general. When they all seem interested he continues. "This specific part is the uterus."

He hurries over to Louis who is now seated and he comes up behind him. "From what I seen is that he slits their throats..." He begins as he runs his fingernail along his neck "And then he rips their lady parts out." He said. Louis gives him a deadpan look and he looks forward and standing up. 

"Thank you that is all we need." Louis said and he glanced to Harry who looked beyond agitated. "Let's go Harry."

"Yes my lord."

A/N The next chapter will be A + lemme tell ya.

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