Belle Adams' Butler
Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
Are we? - Part 2
Greed's body slid down after his head smashed into the window, falling slack on the ground. Lucas who was holding his scythe upside-down slowly put it away and looked at the Grim reaper.
"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Barron who had shrieked as if his life depended on running away from Greed when the sixth Grim of cards had gone to catch him, "What the hell was that?! Why did you bring Greed here?"
Lucas sat down to check the reaper to make sure he was indeed unconscious, which his scythe must have done the trick of knocking the reaper out temporarily.
"I happened to meet him," Lucas replied with a casual voice but Barron was freaking out as he paced back and forth between the wall and the other side that held the windows.