~Hotel Otaku (REMAKE)~

(A/N: Time to start the remake! Thank you for anyone who's bothering to read this! Anyway, some of the chapters will be the same, while others are completely different. Just to let you know. Enjoy.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any other anime mentioned. Just the hotel and Cora.

Prologue

"I hate you!"

Everyone swiveled their heads towards me as I spat the insulting words. My relatives stared at me in shock, with their eyes wide open as I continued screaming at my mother from across the table. She screamed back, cursing and yelling about.

We never got along, so it was no surprise one of us would snap someday. But we never imagined that day would be Christmas. Others were completely unaware about our fights, but Maggie and Josh, my younger siblings, knew about the heated arguments between Mom and I. These feuds were usually on a daily basis about any random topic. Right now, we were arguing about how, "sassy," I am.

"Young lady! Don't you dare snap at me!" My mother's eyes blazed with anger.

"Says the woman who swears nonstop at me when she has problems! You hypocrite!"

"Still, you are not allowed to-" She began.

"Oh, I'm not allowed to do this, not allowed to do that! You never yell at Josh and Maggie, yet you take all your damn anger out on me!"

In my mind, all of my family members disappeared and the only person left was this cruel woman. It was just me and her.

"I don't do any of that! And you watch your language otherwise you're grounded! Over winter break!"

I rolled my eyes and sat down. But it wasn't done yet. I muttered under my breath, "You do, because of Dad."

Her hands curled into fists and she yelled at the top of her lungs, "Coraline Matthews! Go to your room!"

I shot up, slamming my hands on the table. I had a good comeback, just... I forgot it. Typical Cora. As I stomped down the hallway, I turned back and seethed, "That's because you haven't gotten over him, yet!" I heard her yell something else, but it was incoherent, since I slammed the door shut.

I quickly locked it and fell back onto my bed. I felt something brush up against my arm. I glanced over to see "Gor."

"GAAH! Damn stuffed rabbit!" I yelled in frustration.

Mom bought me a stuffed animal along with a ton of bland clothes for Christmas. But it wasn't just any stuffed animal, it was an ugly white rabbit with bulging eyes, matted fur, and droopy ears. Hell, it wasn't even one bit cute! Looking at that rabbit almost felt like somebody was watching you...

I yanked off my ugly purple velvet dress and put on my comfortable pajamas. It consisted of black sweatpants and a purple T-shirt. Then I chucked the toy off the bed and slipped under the covers. A single tear slid down my face as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up, my back ached so bad it cracked as I sat up and rubbed the sleepers out of my eyes. Wind whipped my hair into my face. I spat it out. I remembered the fight I had with Mom and sighed. She's definitely going to kill me. Just fabulous. I grumbled and growled until I found myself wondering, "Why is it so cold in my bedroom?"

And then I realized I was outside in the middle of a street.