House Chores (Grell Sutcliffe x Sebastian Michaelis)

Chapter 3: Disguise is Key

    Grell prepared the large carriage and its horses. He knew it was going to smell with those damned rotting bodies in the torn down carriage, so he offered to be the coachman. Once Grell had finished setting up the carriage, he went to go inform Sebastian. He was about to enter the family room where Sebastian was, but stopped in his shoes when he heard quiet humming. He could recognize the humming, and it was Sebastian. But it wasn't just who was humming it, it was the song Sebastian was humming, and Grell could recognize it very well. It was the song Grell had sang long ago. Before he revealed the reality of himself, before he murdered a young boy's only motherly figure he had left. But Grell didn't feel much sympathy for the young master. Why, the boy had the feeling of no feeling, no happiness, no pain. But, he went back to the song. "He remembered." Grell thought to himself. He could hear the humming still going through. "How odd." he thought to himself. "Sebas-chan seems to be very oblivious to everything lately, like he's distracted. By what, I wonder?" he looked around the corner again. He hid behind it again, and blushed. The humming ceased, and so did the red streak across the audience's face.

Grell pretended nothing happened, and simply walked into the room. Just as he was about to announce that the carriage was prepared, and the bodies were in it, he felt cloth hit his face. "What?!" He looked down in his arms, where there was red, silk-like material. "It's a dress. Put it on." Sebastian blushed. "I made it to fit you, and to your appeal. No one can see that you're a man, dressed like woman. So your dressing as a woman. Got it?" Grell smiled. "Oh!! It's so pretty! Just the way I like a dress." Sebastian picked up something else. "Oh,you'll need these." He threw a corset to his partner. "Now hurry, fool. No need to be late. Get dressed, I'll help you with that hair." Grell squealed and ran up the stairs to a changing room. Suddenly, Sebastian heard Grell call. "UGH!!" Sebastian sighed. "I'm coming.." He trugged up the stairs into the dressing room, where Grell was wrestling his corset. "BLASTED! DAMNED! BLOODY CU-" Grell looked up to Sebastian. "O-Oh, Hello Bassy." Sebastian looked down at him. "Let me handle it, you clumsy fool." Grell stood in the mirror and waited for Sebastian. Suddenly, he felt his mid-section being squeezed tight. He didn't seem to mind much, but before he knew it, Sebastian finally tied up the corset. "My, you handled that very well. Better than master." Grell threw on the dress, and noticed Sebastian in a gaze. Sebastian shook his head and a bright red streak flew across his face. He helped Grell fix his dress, and brought him into a room with hair accessories. Sebastian tied up Grell's hair in a beautiful braid, and wrapped it around his head, with little, red, curly accents against his face.  "My.." Sebastian held his chin in thought. "You look like you couldn't be anything but a woman." He handed Grell a fan. It was red, black, and lacy. "My, it's so pretty." Sebastian mumbled something that Grell couldn't decipher, but he didn't ask. Sebastian dressed in his black teacoat and a top-hat. They walked out of the house and sat in the front of the chariot. They both wore perfumes, to mask themselves from the smell of the rotting. Grell's was a bit more feminine than Sebastian's. They pulled infront of the Undertaker's building, and jumped off the chariot. 

      Aaaaaaaannd you'll have to wait till I post the next chapter. :D Thanks for all of the support.