As the door opened, the two boys quickly put out the fire. And hid, not making a sound.
"Well, well, well... What do we have here?" a boy with an Irish accent said.
"Well doofus, it appears to me that we're in a mansion. What the hell's it look like?" another boy, tan with black hair snapped.
"Sooooo sorry Zayn. Gosh. I didn't realize I was speaking out loud."
"Then, pay attention next time!"
"The both of you! ENOUGH!" a boy with short brown quiff yelled. "We have a job to do."
"Okay, okay, we'll stop." Zayn and the blonde boy replied.
As the three boys walked deeper into the mansion, Harry and Louis followed closely behind.
"Hey Harry," Louis whispered. "What do you think they're up to?"
"I honestly have no idea. But I hope it's not something we're going to wind up getting blamed for. Trust me, they'll find a way." Harry replied.
"When do you think we should come out of the shadows?"
"That's a good question..." Harry thought out loud. "In a little while, let them roam around for a bit. Let them get used to the place, you know?"
"Yeah." Louis sighed. "I understand."
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When Louis and Harry noticed the boys had sat themselves down in the sitting room. They began walking toward them when one of the boys began to speak.
"Why is it so cold in here?" The boy with short brown quiff asked, wrapping his arms around himself to keep warm.
"And why aren't there any windows in the place?" Added Zayn.
"Hey, why don't we try to find a way to get this fire place going!" the boy with blonde hair asked, standing from his seat cheerfully. Louis stepped out of the shadows, Harry right by his side.
"That won't be necessary." He spoke, causing the blonde boy to jump back in surprise. The rest of the group gazed at the two maids in surprise.
"Where'd you two come from? You startled us half to death!" Zayn laughed.
"Such a warm laugh." Harry thought to himself. He walked toward the fireplace and set up the fire so that it would warm the room as best as it could, not saying a word.
"How long were you invited for?" Louis asked the curious boys.
"We're here for a week." Answered the boy with the short brown quiff. Louis walked away as Harry stood before the boys.
"Are there any questions you'd wish to ask?" He spoke gently. Zayn raised his hand.
"I have a question. What are your names?" He asked with a smile. As Harry was about to answer, a loud clanking sound came from the front entrance of the manor. Before Harry could stop the curious boys, they rushed off to find out what caused the sound.
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Louis continued pulling the long rope, this being the seventh time he's pulled it. The boys watched in amazement as the large mechanisms began clanking and spinning.
"What's that for?" The Irish accented boy asked, his curiosity trailing in his voice.
"Each tug of the rope represents how many days a guest will be staying. Until the time is up, the door remains shut." Harry answered as Louis came towards the small group.
"I'll go alert Master that his guests are here. I'll return shortly. Please show them to the dining room so that Master may speak with them over dinner." Louis said, and began to walk away.
"Yes, of course." Harry replied. "Follow me boys."
As the boys got up, Harry nervously looked around.
"Hey, are you okay?" Zayn asked.
"Oh, why yes. I'm fine. Why do you ask?" Harry blushed.
"I was just wondering, because you look so timid." Zayn replied.
"Thank you for your concern, but I'll be okay. I assure you." Harry said, with a little more attitude than needed. "Uh... sorry. Just follow me."
"It's okay." Zayn said. "It's my fault for asking so many questions."
As the group walked through the mansion, in search for the dining room, Harry got to know the boys a bit better.
"So... what are your names?" Harry asked, trying to break the silence.
"Well, as you might already know, my name is Zayn." Zayn said with a wink.
"My name's Niall," said the blonde boy.
"And I'm Liam" the boy with the short brown quiff said.
"Well, I'm Harry. And it's very nice to meet all of you." Harry said.
As they walked around the last corner, Harry heard a noise and stopped dead in his tracks.
"I'm guessing that something is actually wrong this time." Zayn asked. "Am I right?"
"Well... yes. But everything will be okay." Marionetta said quietly. "I'm sure that's just Master coming down. Let's hurry up before --"
"HELLO! And who might you fellows be?" Master boomed.
And the party begins...
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Hey darlings!
Ew, why did I just call all of you that? It makes me sound so old... Ugh. I'm never doing that again that was just... *shudder* I don't even know guys. WOW. Terrible.
Alright, sorry for the long wait! Tell me when you guys think I should update next okay? If you don't like the weekend updates then maybe we can like pick a weekday or something better yeah?
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Short Story❝What Master calls his "guests" should really be called his victims.❞ Cover by @KailaGoose