It was a sight to behold and stare in awe. Several, no, dozens of flying golems suddenly took off to the sky from a building located in the Vatican City and sped to all corners of the earth. What was also strange about this was that each golem had a little silk pouch tied to its body containing three or four fancy cards with fine lettering.
(Main Headquarters, Science Department offices)
Komui sipped his coffee and just smiled at the card he was reading. A golem had flown in and dropped off the card onto his table. The Chinese man had been waiting for this. He had known such news would arrive sometime soon. Without even looking outside, he knew that his little sister and everyone else in the building were going to be paid a visit by a golem today.
In the hallways, Lenalee was walking towards the cafeteria with Lavi and Allen. It was nearing lunchtime and the white-haired British Exorcist would always ensure he was one of the first few. Timcanpy fluttered above him, and suddenly, it started to flap its little wings excitedly. The three teenage Exorcists looked up in question.
"What's that…?" Lenalee began.
True enough, three black golems came whizzing towards them at a dangerous speed. Allen and Lavi's mouths dropped open in shock and ducked for the oncoming flying bullets, but instead of conking them on the head, the golems just flew past them. Then, slowly, two little envelopes made of the finest paper quality at that time were dropped at their feet. Each had their name and rank printed on the front (For example: Allen Walker, Exorcist). Lenalee managed to catch hers as it sailed through the air.
"An envelope?" Allen said, looking at his name on it.
Lavi turned his envelope over. "An official seal from the Holy Vatican itself," he muttered, studying the wax seal behind all their envelopes. Lenalee and Allen couldn't contain their curiosity any longer and gingerly opened the sealed envelops. Lavi followed suit.
Inside, was a card written in cursive font and gold lettering that said:
The Central Administration of the Black Order
Is deeply honoured to announce a most glorious event:
THE 1000TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE BLACK ORDER
This most holy organisation of God has turned a millennium old & thus, a formal ball shall be organised and held in accordance to this most gracious occasion.
Thy venue shall be the Main Headquarters.
All members and supporters of every branch of the Black Order are cordially invited. It is regrettable if any honourable guest were unable to attend.
All guests are implored to be in formal attire befitting an official ball. In the case of male members of the Order, your official uniform is deemed acceptable. Any guest not meeting this strict dress code will be barred from attending this honourable event.
It is not absolutely necessary for one to be escorted by a partner for the ball.
"EH?! A BALL?!" The three of them exclaimed in shock, wide-eyed. Who knew that even a religious organisation like the Black Order would hold such frivolous events, even in the case of an anniversary?
The author speaks: Just to start off this fic, I've let you all see the official invitation! ;p Oh yeah, I haven't a clue as to how old the Black Order actually is, but I thought a millennium is a nice number, dontcha think so too? ;D
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Preview for the next chapter: Komui is busy busy busy! With the arrival of auditors from the Central Administration to assist in preparing the Main Headquarters to be ready for the ball, he has no time to hunt down any potential dates that may, and possibly will, ask Lenalee out for the ball. Meanwhile, Cloud Nine is the first General to return! Will the other Generals follow suit? Hmmm...