Little Mz chief - Black Butler
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Oh diary, I met the most beautiful boy. He had black hair and green eyes. I loved his eyes. Big, and doe-like. I wanted them. So guess what, diary? I took them! I skinned him with my death scyth and pulled his jelly-like eyes from his skull. He was, of course, on my "to die" list, so I won't be under reaper law. I'd never been great with judgement, had I? No, I'd always be causing mischief, but only without prosecution and demotion from the reaper council.
Now, I've got to go, diary. And for a while too. I've been hired as a maid for a boy. He doesn't know what I am...... Yet.
And you know what, diary?
I'm one hell of a Vixen.
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