❦ 𝙇𝙖 𝙋𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 ❦

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˜"*°• La Papessa •°*"˜

Nighttime came and Isabella, one of the maids, was alone in the hallways. She was assigned to check all the doors if they were locked or not.

"Mariella and Donatella are mean, I know I'm the one who forgot to check if all the doors are lock but they still could've gone with me."

She slightly flinched back as she heard a noise, the eerie atmosphere was helping her calm herself.

Isabella pointed her lantern at a slightly gaping door. "Who's there?" She called out, but there was no answer.

"Is there anybody in there?"

She called out again, but there was still no reply. Mustering up the courage, she approached it.

Her footsteps echoed in the hallways. She gasped when she heard a small creak. She brushed it off and slowly reached the doorknob.

She sighed through her nose and she swang the door open, "Show yourself intruder!" She yelled.

Isabella gasped at what she saw.

(Y/n) was bored out of her mind as she had finished all her duties and she decided to spend her free time with her blue haired cousin.

She was walking a leisurely pace to Nova's office when she overheard something from the other side of the door.

"A ghost in the kitchen?"

Nova sat in his chair as he continued to work on some papers, "How ridiculous, I'm sure she was tired and was seeing things."

He let out a mocking chuckle. "But Isabella is saying she was one," Felicità informed. "She said she had long hair and was wearing a white dress." She added.

"So this is where you're all gathered."

The three halted themselves and stared at person leaning against the door.

"How long have you been there?"

(Y/n) scoffed and waved a hand with papers at them, she approached the bluenette and placed the papers on his desk.

"Long enough to overhear your conversation."

She affectionately caressed her sister's head and gave a wink at Libertá, who blushed in response.

"So, what's this about a ghost in the kitchen or something?"

Felicità then filled her sister with the story about a phantom being residing in their kitchen area.

"She only thought she saw it because she was scared. If she would regularly train her mental state so little things wouldn't scare her..."

"Then how about you go and investigate to prove your point."

"Oh please, that'd be a complete waste of time and I have plenty of important things to do."

(Y/n)'s eyes met with Libertá's, both stared at each other, clearly unamused. That's when the blonde had an idea and decided to tease the bluenette.

"So you say, but you're actually scared, aren't you?"

"What did you say?!"

He smirked as he goaded at Nova, who was vexed at his and angrily stood up, slamming his hands on his desk.

Nova grumbled inwardly and he left out a soft sigh as he was left defeated.

And thus here we are now.

That night, the four of them did a stake-out and were now peering at the doorway, waiting for the so-called 'ghost' to appear.

"It's not showing up."

Libertá boredly stated as he was on the ground, kneeling with the (h/c)-nette standing behind him.

Nova and Felicità were at the other side, but Felicità was the one kneeling on the ground just like the blonde.

"Shh."

"Hm?"

"Shut up."

Nova shushed him, the blonde gave him a tired glare and proceeded to focus at the task at hand.

(Y/n) was also beginning to get tired so she knelt down besides the blond, the latter felt movement behind so he took a glance.

He saw (Y/n)'s tired face as she inched a bit closer to get a better sight at the ghost that will appear in any give moment.

Unknowing that as she inched closer, her breasts were pressing up against the blonde's arm.

His cheeks flushed a bright red hue and he started to sweat. In any case, Libertá freaked out.

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"Aarh!"