Ronald was sitting in his office reading a book when William walked in.
"Knox, I have an assignment for you," William announced .
Ronald glanced up from his book. "Huh?" He grunted waiting for his boss to continue.
"There has been an unobtainable soul roaming the city. It seems to keep moving its location which makes it difficult to pinpoint its exact location. I suspect it's the soul of Charlie Wolfe, who was one of my newer reapers that had recently deceased. Your job is to investigate this situation and obtain as much information as possible, and retrieve the soul."
Ronald closed his book and placed it on his desk, and then he got up, yawned and stretched. "Alright, I'll get to it right now. Too tired of this cramped dump you call an office."
William adjusted his glasses and started to head out of the room, but then stopped. "And just so you know, Knox, this will be a difficult task, so I expect you to not be as careless this time," William warned, his back still to Ronald. He then continued out of the small room.
When his boss was gone, Ronald began polishing and preparing his lawnmower-like Death Scythe.
"OH ROOONNNYYYY!~" A voice outside the door yelled.
Ronald cringed. He knew that dreaded voice. There's no mistaking it. Grell burst through the door, knocking over any nearby objects as it slammed against the wall.
"What do you want now Sempai? Can't you tell that I'm busy!?" Ronald groaned while face-palming.
Grell stood behind Ronald. Uncomfortably close. He could feel his hot breath on his ear. Ronald pushed the sharp-toothed freak away from him, trying to get back his personal space.
"So I heard you got a fun mission! OOOH! I'm so excited! When are we leaving?" Grell squealed.
"We? What do you mean by we!? I never said that you could come, and neither did Will!" Ronald narrowed his eyes at Grell, annoyed at his intrusion.
"Ooooh Please, Ronnie? PLEEEAAASE?"
"NO! All you'll ever do is slow me down by flirting with every other guy you see, or try and find 'your Bassy'. Besides, All you ever talk about is Sebastain! I'm FREAKING SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRAP!" Ronald yelled in gritted teeth.
Grell flinched a bit, "Oh Ronnie! Why?" He then paused for a bit then smiled. "You can be so cold sometimes! So cruel! OH! …But then again, I kinda like it…" Grell leaned close to Ronald. "That cold sensation you just gave me! It's so fantastic! It's like it's burning into my heart! SOOOOO WONDERFUL!" He was dancing and skipping around the room.
Ronald, being tired of Grell's flirtly crap, got up and yelled, "Fine I'll let you come. Just… CALM THE BLOODY HELL DOWN!"
Grell ran up and hugged him, "OHH! Thank you so much Ronnie! You're the best! You know I am your Sempai after all."
"But," Ronald started, "On one condition. Stop your damn flirty business! And don't even talk about Sebastain!"
Grell crossed his arms. "Fine."