House Chores (Grell Sutcliffe x Sebastian Michaelis)

Chapter 2: Decisions, Decisions..

        "It seems we don't know how to hide the couple's bodies. We don't want to burn them, the stench would make master sick. Grell, what do you think?" There was no reply. Sebastian turned around to Grell. "Grell!" Sebastian's sudden jump in volume shocked Grell and dropped his nail filer. "Blasted, darling! I nearly broke a nail!" Grell inspected his hand. "Don't scare me like th-" Sebastian gripped Grell's hand, then looked him straight in the eye. "Forget your hand, fool." He could see the red run across Grell's face, then his smile spread wider. He sighed in stress. "Now then, who do we run to this time?"

           "My, Sebas-chan, it seems you'd already know who to go to.." 

           "Who?"

           "Undertaker, you fool.."

           "I'm no fool, you blasted moron." 

           Sebastian held the bridge of his nose, showing stress. "Prepare the carriage, we're going to visit the Undertaker." Grell wore a dissapointed look as soon as the words came out. He walked out of the room. "What am I, your blasted servant, or a friend?!" He thought to himself. "Or more than a friend?" He giggled at his own thoughts.