A/N: Hallo! So recently I proof-read all my work (I say "all" although I haven't done very much :) ) and realised, I shoulda done that sooner. So many mistakes… I am ASHAMED.
Also check out one of my friends' fabfics; Pandora Hearts Recovery Centre... It's kinda depressing TBH.
It was a regular day at the shinigami headquarters. The atmosphere seemed calm, as always. Newly trained reapers were expected to join today but nobody really seemed to care. That was the case, until, they found out the reapers joining were three females.
The office doors opened as silence slowly crept through the room. It all began with two heels tapping the ground. Then two more firm steps of biker like boots and last, but apparently not least two skip like 'steps' into the room, followed by a loud laugh which echoed through the building. The sudden outburst of noise instantly got the attention of the entire office; all the reapers present staring at their, soon to be, new colleagues, all except the one sitting at a desk in the back doing paper work.
These disruptive 3 were, of course, the new reapers.
The one in the centre had black and red hair, her glasses were a slight pale red, her eyes were the lightest shade of green possible for a shinigami to have and she was tall. Very. tall. The red-head wore a black blouse shirt and heels, done to correctly fit the others in the room, all of them also wearing office like clothes .
The one next to her had black and blue hair resting comfortably on her shoulder, her feet were engulfed by heavy soled trainers and she wore a white shirt fitting perfectly with her zebra coloured tie. She was tall also, but not as tall as the first.
At last there was the one who had rudely interrupted the entire headquarters without a care in the world. Her hair was a dark chestnut colour; it was messily done and was about as straight as wood, although there were little curls peeking out at the top now and then. Her clothing matched the others in the room perfectly, except for a few unavoidably, obvious details. California style sunglasses fell on her nose, slightly covering her freckled face with the reflection of everyone before her in its lenses, she wore a jean jacket over her white blouse and sneakers to go with the rest of her clothing.
The shinigami, who before was doing paper work in the back, now got up and walked towards the three new reapers. He straightened up, adjusted his glasses and stepped forward; a crazy...man?...in red following behind him closely.
"Hello, I believe you are the new reapers joining us? It's nice to meet you. I'm William T. Spears."
The reaper spoke in a deep monotone voice, he paused. Only to open his mouth again with a questioning look on his face.
"Is she...OK?" He asked while gesturing towards the loud mouthed, new reaper.
She was staring at him, her sunglasses slowly dripping off her face. Lost in his piercing emerald eyes; she was frozen. Her comrades soon realised this and elbowed her to get her to stop daydreaming. Quickly snapping out of it she readjusted the glasses on her face and stood up straight.
"Ye, she's fine. You know. For someone as weird as her..." The reaper in heels teased.
"HEY!" The daydreamer retorted.
"Anyways." William continued "I'll show you all to your offices and then you can get started-"
"OH WILLIAM I KNOW YOU SAID TO BE CALM WHEN THEY ARRIVED, BUT I SIMPLY CAN NOT HOLD IT IN ANY LONGER!" The shark toothed...woman?...grinned behind him "THOSE HEALS ARE JUST TOO GORGEOUS." The seemingly feminine 'male' SHOUTED while pointing at the tall new reapers shoes.
"Grell."
"Yes WILLL~?"
" Stay. Here."
"Anything for you my dear!"
With a loud sigh William adjusted his glasses and stepped in front of the women and began walking down a hallway.
"Follow me please."
The new shinigamis obeyed and followed him curiously into the chrome coloured corridor.
