House Chores (Grell Sutcliffe x Sebastian Michaelis)

Chapter 6: Rats

              The Undertaker turned his head to see Grell. "Ah.. What a lovely lady you have with you.." He set the palms of his hands against Grell's cheeks. Grell pushed his hands away. "It's me, you fool!" He pulled his hands away. "What a shame.."

             Grell nearly wrapped his fingers around the jokster's neck. "What about that joke you wanted to tell??" Sebastian smiled. "Ah, yes.." Sebastian turned to Undertaker. Grell turned away to observe the dainty chamber, not concerned with the perverted joke Sebastian was telling.

           "What a dainty room" he thought to himself. "covered in spider webs and dust, with a smell of must." He felt something crawling around his feet. He looked down to see a rat crawling at his feet. "Disgusting!" He kicked the rat across the room into the Undertaker's robes. The Undertaker smiled and replied "Not a fan of rats, Grell?" He went pale.

          "No, that's repellent." Sebastian chuckled. "Be careful, they might bite.." Grell started searching around his dress for rats. "Bite?!" He clutched onto Sebsatian, who was like that of a pencil. "Don't let them bite me!" Grell clutched tighter. Sebastian sighed. "It was simply a joke. Besides, I believe they have better things to chew on, anyways." Grell turned a rather maroon red on his cheeks. "So do you.." he replied as he noticed Sebastian was chewing on a biscuit. He spit out the cookie and the same maroon flew across his cheeks, just more vibrant. Grell smiled and Sebastian frowned.

"Eh.." Sebastian was speechless to Grell's response. "My, oh my, Grell has the demon closest to Lucifer himself stuck in confussion." The Undertaker bursted out in laughter to his own joke. "It's not like that." Sebastian's blush turned even brighter than his eyes. Sebastian turned to Grell, who was silently laughing to himself. "I wasn't here to become the laughing stock." He said. "We have a job for you." The man in black robes smiled wide and played with his fingers. "My, oh, my, please.." He offered another biscuit. "Tell me about your request.."