"Isn't there anyone else who could help him?" I groaned. "I've been helping him for almost a week now, and it's driving me insane!" The man whom I was talking to sighed, tapping his foot on the floor impatiently. "How many times do I have to tell you? You've only been with us since of last month, and you aren't as experienced as the others. For this reason you'll have to take care of the smaller jobs until you can prove to me that you're capable enough to take care of the bigger jobs." I pouted. "But Will-" "No, Akuma."
Grumpily, I raised my hands in defeat. "Urgh. Fine, fine. You win. I'll help Undertaker with the Cinematic Records." I turned round and trudged over to Undertaker, who was grinning widely. "Excellent~! Most excellent~!" He sung. He was in his usual attire; a large black coat with a grey scarf across the front, and a top hat. Looking up at me, he giggled. "Ooh~ Like the outfit, Akuma~" He chirped. I had decided to wear my hair down, my best red strapless top with a pair of black fish net gloves, torn black skirt, an skull necklace cut from onyx and my favourite black stilettos. I muttered a thanks and walked on ahead to the library door. I reached out for the handle and began to turn it. "Akuma, dearie~" I snapped my head round to face him. "What is it...?" I growled. He smiled his trademark grin and laughed. "Could you be a good little girl and keep the door open for me? It seems I've got my hands full~! Hehehehehe~" His hands were rested on the handles of the library trolley, which held a colossal pile of books. I turned the handle and kicked the door roughly. It swung wide open and hit the wall with a bang. I stomped into the library, yanking the door open again. "Come on then... I can't wait all day." Undertaker walked through, chuckling. "Many thanks, Akuma~ But do be careful. If you damage that door too much, William will punish you~" I studied the front of the door carefullly and groaned. "Will's gonna kill me..." Where I had kicked it, there was a massive dent in its place. "Stupid stilettos..." I muttered under my breath. "You can close the door now~" A voice chimed. I shook my head and shoved the door, ignoring what Undertaker had said earlier. When I turned round, he was already sorting the records.
Grumpily, I raised my hands in defeat. "Urgh. Fine, fine. You win. I'll help Undertaker with the Cinematic Records." I turned round and trudged over to Undertaker, who was grinning widely. "Excellent~! Most excellent~!" He sung. He was in his usual attire; a large black coat with a grey scarf across the front, and a top hat. Looking up at me, he giggled. "Ooh~ Like the outfit, Akuma~" He chirped. I had decided to wear my hair down, my best red strapless top with a pair of black fish net gloves, torn black skirt, an skull necklace cut from onyx and my favourite black stilettos. I muttered a thanks and walked on ahead to the library door. I reached out for the handle and began to turn it. "Akuma, dearie~" I snapped my head round to face him. "What is it...?" I growled. He smiled his trademark grin and laughed. "Could you be a good little girl and keep the door open for me? It seems I've got my hands full~! Hehehehehe~" His hands were rested on the handles of the library trolley, which held a colossal pile of books. I turned the handle and kicked the door roughly. It swung wide open and hit the wall with a bang. I stomped into the library, yanking the door open again. "Come on then... I can't wait all day." Undertaker walked through, chuckling. "Many thanks, Akuma~ But do be careful. If you damage that door too much, William will punish you~" I studied the front of the door carefullly and groaned. "Will's gonna kill me..." Where I had kicked it, there was a massive dent in its place. "Stupid stilettos..." I muttered under my breath. "You can close the door now~" A voice chimed. I shook my head and shoved the door, ignoring what Undertaker had said earlier. When I turned round, he was already sorting the records.