Amelia wore a simple white, sundress. She sat outside, in one of the gardens.
Her fingers twirled around some flowers. She was making a flower crown.
Why are you using daisies? Lilies are way much better.
"I like daisies more, now shut up and leave me alone."
Hahaha. Was that a joke? LOL.
"What on Earth does 'lol' mean?"
Laugh Out Loud, LOL.
"Pfff..."
"Who is she talking to?" Lizzie asked.
"I don't know, but I wonder what 'LOL' means..." Grell looked through his binoculars.
Both of them had changed into black tight pants, combat boots and black button downs.
And they where currently hiding in a bush. Spying on Amelia.
"Maybe there's someone else there, someone we can't see." Lizzie narrowed her eyes.
What are you planning on wearing to your date?
"What do you mean?" Amelia asked.
Oh you know well what I mean! Your date with the butler!
Amelia blushed. "I-it's not a date! It's a cooking class!"
You know Millie, I've know you since you where fourteen years old. I thought that you could come up with a better lie that that.
And you know that I hate I when people lie.
Amelia sighed. "Sorry...but still! It isn't a date!"
Whatever...
She sighed. "I'm done talking to you."
She got up and patted any trace of dust of her dress, then she picked up the crowns.
"Woah Miss, I've never seen someone do that with flowers before!"
She turned around to see who it was. The gardener, Finnian.
"Oh hi Finny!" She smiled.
"Those flower circles look so cool!" His eyes widened.
She laughed. "Actually Finny, these are flower crowns. Here have one."
She placed a crown over his head.
"Ah! It smells delicious!" He smiled.
"Glad you like it!" She smiled and walked back to the mansion. Finny watched her as she disappeared through the door, and he smiled halfheartedly.
"DID YOU SEE THAT!?" Lizzie clenched her teeth.
"What, the gardener? He's kinda cute but.." Grell trailed off.
"No Grell, not Finny. Did you see how she just, talked to him and he fell head over heels for her!" she put her hands out in protest.
He gasped. "First Ciel, now Finnian? She's on a spree!"
Lizzie stood up "Come on we have to follow her."
***
"Young Master, may I speak to you for a moment." Sebastian asked.
"What is it." Ciel put his fingers on the bridge of his nose. He had so much paperwork.
"The day I went shopping for Lizzie's things I was informed by a certain...reaper...that our killer is a demon."
"A-a demon?!" Ciel's eyes widened.
"Yes my Lord, a demon."
Ciel thought for a while before saying: "So far our only clues are: that it's someone close to me, that it sucks it's victim's blood and that it's a demon. I know it's not you since you can't lie to me, but who could it be?"
"Hey Ciel!" Amelia yelled as she came into the room.
"Ah Amelia! Why are you barefoot?!" He raised his eyebrows.
"Oh sorry I was in the garden." She smiled. "Here! I made this for you!"
She placed a crown on Ciel's, matching hers.
"Are these daisies?" Ciel asked.
"Yup!" She said, popping the 'p'.
"W-well, thank you." He lightly blushed and she just smiled.
A grunt was heard from the demon.
"Oh Sebastian!" Amelia smiled "I forgot to make you one, well, actually I did make you one, but I gave it to Finny...S-so here! Have mine!"
She took off hers and placed it gently over Sebastian's head. She had to stand on her tip toes to do so, but he looked so cute!
"Hehe..." She giggled. "Well, I shall see you later."
And she dashed out the door.
From the window, Grell and Lizzie were watching. "God damn her and her silly flower crowns, she'll see I'll learn how to do better flower crowns than hers and then I'll-"
"Lizzie calm down for a sec will ya?" Grell sighed "Making flower crowns will not make men fall for her."
Lizzie raised her eyebrows as they both remembered Finnian a couple of minutes ago.
"Okay not all men." Grell pinched the bridge of his nose. "Well anyway let's go! We can't loose her."
Both of them jumped off the ledge of the window and ran over to where they had seen Amelia.
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