Sebastian's P.O.V.~
I regret offering her a job. But, if the young master order's me to train her, sadly I have no choice. On the other hand if I am to train her that mean's she has to listen to every word I say. {insert evil chuckle} This may be fun.
I walk down the hallway, with Baylee next to me, to her new room. I notice she seem's to be in deep thought as she blankly stares down the hall. I stop in front of her door but she keeps walking. I roll my eyes.
"Baylee." She stops and turns towards me. "Where are you going?" I ask her with a smirk. She scoffs and rolls her eyes as she walks back over to me.
"Shut up." She crosses her arms and glares at me. I smirk at her childish-ness. (if thats a word) If look's could kill, I'd be dead with look she gave me.
"This is your room. Your new uniform is inside. Please change and meet me in the kitchen." I was about to walk away when I decided I should have some fun with her. "And before I go, do you need any help changing?" She should blush like Mey-Rin. I thought.
"No thanks." She walks into her room and shuts the door. I blink, She didn't blush? I walk down the hallto the kitchen. Weird. Any normal woman would have shown something. But with her? Nothing.
I mentally slap myself. Why am I even putting this much thought into it? It's rediculous. Unless I- I shake my head. No. That's rediculous.
I walk into the kitchen and take off my coat. I put it on the back of a chair. I roll up my sleeves and grab some ingrediant's for dinner and dessert. I noticed that Baylee was just standing in the doorway.
"It's rude to stare, you know." I look at her out of the corner of my eye. I thought I saw a small tint of pink on her face then went away. Must have imagined it. Looked cute though. What? I shake my head and place a cutting board on the island counter.
"And it's indecent to randomly strip in the middle of the kitchen." She crosses her arms and looks away.
"Strip? I took off my coat." I put a pheasant on the cutting board and chopped the head off.
"It's taking off an article of clothing isn't it?"
I roll my eyes, "Why don't you stop standing around, criticizing me, and make a dessert. Unless you dont even know how to cook." I skin the bird.
"Of course I know how to cook." She sighs and walks over to the cabnet opening it, looking around. "anything specific he might like?"
"Why dont you make a strawberry crepe?" "Alrighty." She goes to the fridge and grabs the strawberries, eggs and milk. She sets them on the counter next to me. She goes to the cupboard and grabs the vegtable oil, flour, sugar, and salt, placing them on the counter again.
She mixes everything together and puts it in a pan on the stove, the same time i put the pheasant in the pan. She grabs a small sauce-pan and melts the chocolate chips in it. She then takes the crepe out of the pan and puts it on a plate. Then comes the mixing of the chocolate, filling, and strawberrys.
"Ow!" She drops the knife and looks at her finger. I turn off the oven flames and go over to her.
"What happened?" I take her finger and see a pretty deep cut thats bleeding. She takes her finger away from me.
"Nothing. I'm fine. Just a small cut."
"It's not small. You're bleeding everywhere. And I'd rather not have the young master eat bloody crepes. Come with me." I take her wrist and exit the kitchen rushing to my room.
I sit her down on my bed and go to my bathroom pulling out the first aid kit. "Where are we?" She asks looking around my dull room.
"My room." I put wipe her wound with a dry cloth, Then put some alcohol on another piece of cloth and put it on her finger.
"OW!" She pulls her finger away and hits my head, "THAT HURT!" I grab her hand again.
"Now whose being the baby?" I smirk at her and she hits my head again.
As I was treating her wound I noticed that she was looking at me. Almost examining me. I wrap a bandaid around her finger, "That should do it?" She still staring at me. "What?"
"Your eyes" "What about them?" "They're red." I put the supplies away. "Very good observation."
"No thats not what I meant. Red isn't a normal eye color. Why are your's red?"
Damn. No one's asked that. What do I say? Why don't I know what to say? Normally I can think of a like that but, lying to her seems wrong. Dammit! You're a demon. Get ahold of yourself.
"Why must you know?" "Why are you trying to avoid the question?" She folds her arms.
"I'm not." "Then answer the question." "What question?" "Why are your eyes red?" She stands up and walks over to me looking directly into my eyes. Obviously making sure I don't lie.
"Um..." Think of something you idiot! I panicked and kissed her.
She pushed me away and wipped her mouth. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Um. Kissing you?" "Why?" She asks sternly. Is she upset?
I just shrug. This is the first time that I don't know what to say.
"Listen here, bub." She points her finger in my face. "Don't think that just cause you have a pretty face, that you can get me too swoon over you like Mey-Rin! And if you ever even think about kissing me again, I'll make sure that you won't be able to have kids. Got it?" I nod and she storms out of the room. I watch her wide-eyed as she leaves.
"What happened to Baylee?" Bard asks leaning on the door frame.
I sigh, "Me"
A/N: I hope you like the story so far. And if you have any comment's or idea's on how to make my story better or more interesting, please leave it in the comment's and I will take it into consideration. Thanks guys! <3
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