Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, nor do I own it's characters. I do own the plot, and the Oc's though. They are mine, mwahahaha! ~IAE
"Happy Halloween, Myra! What are you dressed as?" Alice, my crazy best friend, asked.
"Alice, I'm dressed as a 1800 styled Red Riding Hood. With the exception of my boots, of course. And you?" I cock an eyebrow, examining her from head to toe.
"I decided to go with my namesake and dress up as Alice from Alice in Wonderland. I've never done it before, so I figured, 'What the hell? I already look like her! Might as well try it!' Get it?" she took a breath at the end, because for some deranged reason, she decided rush through it.
"Ok, whatever. Let's just get some more candy before we head to the library."
We walked around for a while, going house to house, from one end of our block all the way to the other. Coincidentally, (not really) we ended right by the library, so it didn't take long for us to get to there. It was barely past eight, so it would still be open for about another hour.
The main librarian, Brooke, greeted us at the front desk. She was like my second mom, because I'd been coming to this library ever since I could read. "Hey girls, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, I don't know…" I look down at my shoes, my hair hiding the smile that grew. She sighs, knowing that I'm about to ask for something. Apparently, interning over the summer made her recognize my different tones.
"Brooke, how much do you love us?" I ask, composing my face into one of pure innocence.
She raised an eyebrow at my antics. "Depends on what you want."
"Well, we need a place to change and keep our things, and you have the keys to the library." She looked at me like I was insane.
"Before you say anything, you are head librarian so you can grant us this favor, I am completely trustworthy because this place is my second home, and I would never do anything potentially dangerous to it." I give her a pleading look, knowing she cant say no.
"You sure you don't want to be a lawyer someday? Cause you always know how to pitch an argument and win it." She says, throwing me the extra set of keys she'd retrieved from her purse.
"If I find anything out of order, I will kill you, got it? Now, go get changed, I'll lock up after you leave." She says, waving us to the bathrooms.
I roll my eyes and go into her office instead. Earlier this morning, I'd hid my actual costume behind her bookcase. I had to put it there, because it was in a bag that I wouldn't be able to carry while trick-or-treating, and I certainly don't trust my mother to keep my little sister away from it.
After retrieving it from its hiding place, I close the blinds and start stripping. Once down to my bra and panties, I start the long process of putting on my next costume.
It's an old Victorian Era dress, from about the 1880's. I have every piece to it, including the petticoat, corset, chemise, and then the actual dress. It's a bitch to put on, but it looks amazing afterwards.
First I just slip on the petticoat, and then the chemise.
It's a simple white dress with short sleeves, and is just straight from my chest to my ankles.
After that, I have to take off my bra, because putting on a corset is kind of useless if you don't. After many failed attempts to put it on by myself, I give up.
I sigh. "Brooke! This thing is evil! Can you come help me?"
I heard chuckling coming from the other side of the door. I glared at it, but opened it nonetheless to see a giggling Brooke.
"Would you just shut up and help me?" I say, annoyed that she as just standing there, laughing.
She kept giggling, but helped me lace up the stupid corset, anyways.
After five minutes of her pulling the strings, we finally have the thing on just right. Small enough to hide my waist, and give me that little bit of a bust that my costume requires, but loose enough so I can breath properly without an issue.
"Thanks, Brooke. I'll call you back if I need you, 'kay?" I call to her as she's walking out the door.
A muffled 'yeah' comes from the other side if the door, along with the sound of footsteps growing softer as she walks away.
Now that I have that bloody corset on, I can out on the actual dress.
It's a lovely deep green, with three quarter length sleeves, and a full skirt that billows out slightly, like a ball gown. There is white lace around the collar, the cuffs, and the bottom of the skirt, contrasting the emerald color beautifully. The bodice had some light green embroidery around its edges, a pretty spiral design that sparkled in the light.
Picking the amazing dress up over my head, it flows like water over me, fitting itself to my body without me helping.
I didn't need a mirror to know that I look like I stepped off the page of my history book. But I looked in it anyways, just because it was driving me nuts trying not to.
Wow. I thought that I'd have to curl my hair, or put some make-up on to look like this. But, no. My hair looked great, slightly waved from the braid I'd had this morning, and my skin was perfectly pale, thanks to my dark hair and naturally red lips. A blush formed over my cheeks, giving me enough color make my cheeks look rosy.
I twirled around a couple of times, checking myself out from every angle I could manage. The dress looked good, and the corset worked magic on my barely-there bust, and my waist was considerably smaller. It was only when I looked down did I realize that I still hadn't put my boots back on.
I slipped them on, and started packing up my other clothes into the bag I'd brought the dress in. If I left a mess in Brooke's office, she'd have my head for sure. I hid my bag in the same place I had before, and straightened my dress before exiting.
Alice was already out there, decked out in very realistic a tinker-bell costume. Her wings were half the size of her body, with glittering designs shimmering in the light, to look like fairy dust. Her strapless costume fit her every curve, and ended just above her knee. It was a medium green, the same type of color of a ripe green leaf. Her hair was done up in a perfect bun, so I'm guessing Brooke helped her out.
I shyly made my way towards them, suddenly self-conscience about my costume. What if it wasn't good enough? Maybe it was too old-fashioned, and people would think it was stupid.
Sadly, Alice spotted me before I could bail. "Myra! You look amazing! You didn't tell me what you were dressing up as, but I never expected this!" She started circling me, analyzing me with a look of great appreciation.
When she came back around, she stood in front of me with wide eyes. "It's official. I'm making you wear a corset for the rest of your life."
Saddest thing was, she was dead serious. Therefore, I busted out laughing. She joined me eventually, and Brooke was just kind of standing there looking at us. "Uh, what did I miss?"
Alice and I, started laughing harder. Honestly, it was getting hard to breathe. I calmed myself down, and took a few deep breaths before saying, "Brooke, I have absolutely no boobs. This corset," I giggle, pointing to my chest, "makes it appear that I do."
She nodded her head in understanding. Alice, after finally calming down, stood up beside me and handed a camera to Brooke. "Take a picture of us, will you? I want to remember this night."
"Why do you want to remember tonight? It's just Halloween, we do this every year." I say while hooking my arm around her shoulders. It's the pose we do in almost every single picture. Her arm on my waist, mine across her shoulders, it's a classic pose, but we work it very well. Especially considering our height difference. She only like three inches shorter then me, but it still ticks her off.
"Fine. Brooke, can you take two pictures, one for each of us?" I ask as she aims it at us.
She nods once before saying, "Smile!" I get momentarily blinded, and once it goes away I'm left with those annoying blue lights in my periphery vision. But I don't care about it.
I pull away from Alice and give her a large smile, "C'mon, let's go! It's party time!"
(For all that may be confused, there are two different costumes used: they are already dressed as Red Riding Hood and Alice when they meet, and when they change at the library is when they are in the 1800's dress and Tinkerbell, I am so sorry for any confusion! ~IAE)
