Macy (Pilot Part 3)

Tic Tic Tic...

Bringggggg!!!!!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh! Shutup clock I'm going to shove you in my Altered Microwave!" A girl with deep circles under her eyes and a rat's nest of black hair said as she sat up still under her yellow comforter in her queen sized bed.

"Brahk! Clock Stupid!" Squawked a African Grey Parrot sitting on a perch next to the biggest window in the 20 square foot yellow color themed princess style bedroom.

"Uwahhhh! That two-faced Jenkins put me in bed again last night! I told him to wake me up if he found me asleep! I can't believe I fell asleep again! I almost made a scientific breakthrough on my latest project!!!" The black haired girl with bags under her eyes from apparent sleep deprivation shrieked at the top of her lungs.

"Brahk!" The African Grey cried out again as if in agreement to this clearly despicable breach of orders under the misses family butlers belt.

"JENKINS GET YOU FAT ASS IN HERE NOW!" The girl screamed yet again at the top of her lungs.

In the corner of the room a certian lizard had his little scaly claws covering his ear holes.

This little girl is screaming again! If she didn't feed him yummy food he would have long bit her nose off by now

A loud but hesitant knock was heard at the bedroom door, followed by a very baritone male voice.

" Misstress Macy may I come in?" Jenkins asked his little terror of a mistress.

"Jenkins if your not next to me by the count of three I'm telling my father you acted inappropriately with me in my bed!" Macy said with a fairly calm voice.

"1,2..." Macy quickly started counting at the speed of sound.

But Jenkins was not a greenhorn to the Urlare family. As soon as the young mistress had spoke her threat aloud, Jenkins swiftly went into action like a soldier charging bravely towards the germans at Normandy Beach.

Faster than the speed of light, Jenkins arrived at Macy's beside, only a small glint of sweat could be seen in his forehead that spoke of how taxing this mad dash action really was for the 47 year old butler of the Urlare family.

Macy was needless to say displeased. She really wanted to get this old fart fired for daring to defiy her orders!

"Mistress, your humble servant is at your service." Jenkins said giving Macy a small bow as per custom.

Macy grimaced at this man's actions. Quickly thinking on her toes, Macys eyes lit up with a dastardly glint coming over them. She covertly slipped her left hand beneath her second pillow and out in less than a few seconds to rest underneath her yellow dandelion colored duvet.

This glint of the young mistress's eyes did not escape the Urlare family butler for more than 20 something years.

'This girl is going to make trouble for me yet again' thought Jenkins to himself as he released a rather disparaging sigh.

"Jenkins why did you come to bed with me like that last night...even though I asked you to stop" Jenkins thought her way of wording was abit... mismatched to what actually happened last night.

Thinking his words over carefully, Jenkins eventually responded to the girls questionably motivated inquiry.

"You were working in your laboratory rather late again mistress, so when I went to check on you I found you asleep..." Jenkins was about to continue his carefully calculated tirade but Macy wasn't going to let him ruin her newfound scheme to get rid of the old bastard.

Becoming slightly teary eyed, Macy interrupted the family butler Jenkins little speech, with a scandalous sounding one spewing forth from her pretty little, but undoubtedly evil one.

"Jenkins I told you to just wake me up if I just so happen to fall asleep during my work, but every time you insist on physically touching me. By picking me up, and "escorting" me to bed personally instead of respecting my wishes. Jenkins I thought I told you to respect my wishes when I tell you no. No means no!You should listen to me, is it because I'm a young maiden that you think you can get away with things such as this?" Macy said, little teardrops dripping from her eyes as her whole face showed a myriad of negative emotions.

By the end of her little speech, sweat was literally dripping off Butler Jenkins.

This little witch! I was concerned for her health and drug her back to bed and even tucked the little she devil in at that! And she has the nerve to allude to me having unvirtuous intentions towards her!

Jenkins had started to tremble with rage.

A evil look flitted through Macys amber colored eyes before quickly dissipating to be replaced with genuine hurt.

Macy was genuinely hurt by their family butler Jenkins, but not in the way in which she was going to frame him for...

It quite simply came down to the fact that this butler was ruining her productivity as of late.

She had a few months prior accidentally blown up half her laboratory in the middle of the night, scaring her family so bad from that 'little' explosion to thinking their house was a terrorists bombing target.

Just because of this one little mistake she had made when she was a wee bit drowsy, caused the family butler from then on to interrupt her in the middle of the night when she was busy testing deadly weapons, poisons, and planning out ridiculous political schemes.

And just what did he do when she asked him nicely to just wake her up, if he just so happened to find her passed out in front of or in the middle of her work late at night?

He ignored her orders for multiple weeks now on end and insisted on taking her from her lovely laboratory and putting her in her abysmally decorated pretty princess bedroom.

This did indeed hurt her 15 year old girl feelings, and left her with a bitter taste in her mouth.

So she decided this geezer had to hit the road, so he'd stop blocking hers to infamy and fortune. Or well, in this case more fortune. Since her family was actually quite rich to begin with. But that was besides the point.

This fucker needed to pay for his meddling!

Butler Jenkins once again tried to defend himself but a quick glance from Macy in her African Greys direction caused the bird to understand its orders.

Squawk! Squawk! Squawk! The large and intimidating parrot took flight and swiped at the butler with his blunt talons.

Butler Jenkins howled as he turned tail and fled out of his young mistresses room without even bothering to close the door.

Macy held up her right arm, and Yakuza quickly landed on it and began to perch.

Yakuza? That was the African Grey Parrots name...

Macy swiftly pulled her left hand out from under her covers, and clicked the end recording button.

A euphoric smile becoming plastered across her clear and flawless little ivory skinned face. Flawless except the under eye bags.

Macy proceeded to let out a truly chilling and villainous laugh.

"AHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA DIRTY, DISRESPECTFUL, IGNORANT OLD COOT CONSIDER YOURSELF FIRRREDD!"

Meanwhile a Urlare maid was making her morning rounds around the Urlare estate when she heard this chilling laughter.

'Oh no! That ghost must be back!' The maid concluded as she turned about, and started walking the other way to find a different route to the young mistresses bedroom that wasn't haunted.