Isabel sat watching her favourite group once more, spending her first day off in what felt like forever just relaxing and laughing at the recent antics of the household.
Ebony had somehow turned Grell into a feather duster, his hair stood up on end, and she was current using him to clean the top of a large walnut cabinet.
The 'chef' was trying to prepare mash potato with a tennis racket and a flame thrower… let's just say it wasn't going very well, since the most productive moment was when he set fire a particularly hideous table cloth.
The gardener was playing with the huge demon dog with a tree… not a stick or a branch but a fully grown tree… okay then, moving on swiftly.
The human maid was breaking stuff as usual, she had sneezed and everything in her hands come crashing to the ground… I mean jeez the amount they must pay for plates has to be sky high…
And finally, Sebastian was attending to Ceil, giving him to a violin lesson... I've heard people playing with a bag of cats that sounds better… I really do feel sorry for Sebastian's hearing, how he is not wear ear pugs during that racket I will never know.
Just then a knock came at the door; Isabel begrudgingly answered the door just to find a deliver guy stood there with an assignment… What the hell were they playing at?
"Sorry to disturb you, Miss Weller, but I have been asked to give you this, it's urgent," the messenger explained handing over the envelop over to a particularly pissed of Isabel before leaving at a rather rapid pace.
Isabel angrily torn open the envelop, reading what was so important that she has to work on her day off, only to get even more pissed off at the contents… as she saw that she once again had to collect Grell, for not complying to the rules.
She grabbed her coat before storming out her room, Grell better be ready to pay the consequences for making her fetch his sorry ass on her day off. For there will be hell to pay…
She arrived at the Phatomhive manor, going straight to Grell's location; here he was still being used by Ebony to dust the higher shelves of a cabinet.
"We meet again Isabel, what has he done this time?" asked Ebony as casually as if she was using just an ordinary feather duster.
"Good afternoon Ebony, it has broken yet more rules, and further more, it has forced me to come out on my day off to fetch its sorry ass" Isabel explained her anger present in every syllable
"Oh really, would you like some help kicking his ass? I'd be more then happy to assist" Ebony laughed lightly as she stopped what she was doing, go go of Grell, letting him fall face first onto the hard wood floor.
"No thanks, this is personal so I think I'll do it myself, maybe next time though" Isabel replied glaring at Grell, who had scrambled behind Ebony.
"Okay, I'll leave you too it then" grinned Ebony walking out the room, happily whistling
"We had an agreement did we not? That if I was forced to collect your ass again, I would turn you into a permanent ceiling fixture in the library, I personally think you would look good as a lamp, what do you think?" Isabel mused
"I-I-I" Grell stuttered,
"Spit it out, and I suggest you chose your words carefully, otherwise you may find yourself the consistence of jam."
"Well you see… I was… you know…"
"Bored already, just do me a favour, go bury yourself in paperwork and stay out of my way for a few days, and whats more I suggest you get the fuck out of my sight before I turn you into a carpet stain!" Isabel growled, glaring at Grell, who literally ran out of the room as fast as his chicken legs could carry him.
Pinched her nose lightly, she creating an air rip disappearing though it, out into the sight of her favourite location, the roof of a 30 story building. Where she could indulged in her best relaxation technique, she sat down her back to the edge, she let her ankles slip though the surface of the lip, locking her feet in place as she bent back resting her back flat against the side of the building. She just hung there, clearing her mind of all thought, listening to the sounds of the city below.
"What exactly is the point of this~?" a voice asked, it floating down from the roof above
"It's a relaxation technique but I tend to do it longer then I need to, just to see if my brain would do me a favour and explode… physically impossible I know but one can dream…" Isabel stated not bothering to sit up
"Is that a death wish I hear?"
"If I really wanted to die, do you really think I would still be here talking to you, when I have weapon that is perfectly capable of doing the job"
"You should try some happier thoughts then"
"Like what a pretty pattern I would make on the sideway if I lost my grip and fell? I'm not trying to fly here, so happy thoughts are not necessary" Isabel grumbled moodily back at him
"You definitely can tell you're Will's apprentice, just as gloomy"
"So what if I was created by lollipop boy? It isn't nice to judge someone on who they may or not be created by alone. You don't even know me!"
A chuckle floated down "I rather like that nickname, it fits Will so perfectly~ Oh but unfortunately I have very little else to judge you on since your file was extremely unhelpful~ I may not but who says it has to stay that way~?"
"Why have you been looking at my file?"
"Curiosity mainly~"
"Curiosity killed the cat, you know"
"Umm I know~ but as I am not a cat, I think I'll be fine~"
"Why are you here any way?"
"Well I was in the neighbourhood and I saw you up here, so I thought I'd say hi~"
"The only thing you haven't said so far"
He appeared by her side "Hi~" he grinned at her
"Hello"
"This is a mightily peculiar way to relax~"
"It's my favourite way to relax; viewing thing like this seems to make everything a little less dim… a little less dull" Isabel mused sadly
"Your eyes look so sad m'dear… what saddens you?"
"It doesn't matter,"
"But it does" he said reaching out and touching her face, but in this he had shifted his footing, losing his hold, and he began to fall… at that moment she saw something in his face, that reminded her of someone she had lost so long ago…
Isabel quickly grabbed his hands so he would swing round so she could grab the other, which she did with ease before swing him into the floor below the roof but she had lost her own grip in the process. So down she went instead, she tried to grab hold of something but her luck had run out and she hit the pavement in no time at all, every nerve in her body screamed in pain, as bones broke, blood vessels burst and skin split. She tried to move but she could… well shit! Some rescue that was… bye bye consciousness…