Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, or any of the characters in this this story.
This was a short drabble I wrote by request, the situation being that Grell and Madam Red shared a 'tender' moment.
And yes, this is my idea of them sharing a tender moment! XD
Enjoy!
"A shade too dark, don't you think?" Grell questioned, looking up at his lady and holding up a tube of red lipstick.
"Actually, I think it's quite lovely." Angelina responded, giving Grell a warm smile. The butler nodded after her approval and set to his work. Meanwhile, Madam Red walked to the back of the room, opening up a small wardrobe. Rummaging through the dresses, she found one that was pink, outlined with some red lace. Her eyes softened as she pulled it and held it up for her butler to see.
"See. Now, if I were able to have a daughter, this is what she would wear. She would be the most beautiful young lady in the room…" Angelina stated, her eyes tearing up as she dreamed, yet again, of something she couldn't have.
"The second most beautiful…" Grell responded, stopping from his work briefly to comfort his lady. She looked at him with a confused expression. "The second most beautiful, to you my dear~" He cooed, giving his lady a passionate kiss on the lips.
Madam Red dropped the garment to the floor, and found herself looking over at it's owner as they kissed. "She's not suited to wear something so lovely." The lady in red hissed, once they parted.
"I agree~" Grell chuckled, grinning widely as he approached the bound, trembling girl. "It's a shame, really. Even with all that make-up, she is still simply pathetic."
The girl's eyes widened in fear as the madman tipped her chin up to look at him, tears dripping down the sides of her face. Grell patted her softly on the cheek, and whispered into her ear. "No need to worry, my dear. I'll make you beautiful, soon enough."
A brief whirring of a chainsaw rang out through the night, followed by some screams. But within moments, all fell silent once more.
The next morning, the Undertaker was excited to see he had a new customer at his shop. A young woman, wearing a pink dress, adorned with red lace. "Guhehehe~" He giggled to himself, staring down at her. "What a lovely young lady you are." He chuckled, beginning his work.
No doubt, the butler and his Madam had made her beautiful, as they had promised. It's a shame neither of them would have a daughter of their own to dress up so nicely.