Chapter 2

I strolled around the store, on my 9 o'clock patrol of the store. I helped the newbie's with handling registers and led customers to aisles with the things that they searched for in them. I actually loved doing this; it was just my boss I hated with his mean stares and his nerdy ass glasses. As I was setting up a transformer toy tower, my favorite customer came slumping through the aisles, The Undertaker, no not the W.W.E wrestler guy. He would never tell me his real name, but it had to be much creepier than being called a person who takes care of corpses.

"'Ello, deary…you look rather dashing today." He said while grinning at me.

I returned his grin, "Thank you Mr. Undertaker you look…just like yourself."

I didn't say this to be rude, but the guy never changed his appearance…EVER! He always wore a black trench coat, black baggy pants, black and white converse and a black top hat that had some black looking scarf wrapped around it followed by the messy long silver hair that covered up his eyes.

"Thank you deary, now can you help me find Will please?" He asked while helping me stack the rest of the toys.

"Ah, ah, ah, you know better than that…if you want me to take you to Will you have to make me laugh first." I said while wagging my finger at him.

Undertaker pouted then put a finger to his lips in thought, "Well I do know this one about this student. So A new teacher tries to teach psychology to children. She goes, "Whoever thinks they are stupid, please stand up!" After a few seconds a student stands up. The teacher asks the kid "Why do you think you are stupid?" Then the kid goes, "I am not stupid, miss, but I felt weird because you were the only one standing!"

I giggled slightly at his joke then smiled at him cutely, "Alright alright you win, come this way I said leading him to the very back of the store…unfortunately Grell Sutcliffe works at the back of the store at the meat counter. This kid is a complete fucking psycho; he brings one of those kitchen saws to work to cut up the meat. Not only that but, He contrasts with the whole store because of his red fetish and with everyone else in blue and him all pimped out in red just makes him look like a damn fool, not to mention I'm 99.8% sure he's gay; he dresses really girly and has a crush on Will, Undertaker, and this Sebastian guy he talks about missing so much. My goal every day is to try to keep him from attacking Undertaker but somehow and some way he manages to rape hug the poor guy; to be honest with you I think that those faggity glasses he wears have some sort of tracking device in them just to find us. Anyway, Undertaker and I tried to sneak past the meat counter without being detected. Surprisingly, Grell wasn't there, so as soon as I felt that the coast was clear I stood up bringing Undertaker up with me and just as we were about to go to the staff only room guess who came bursting out?

"Oh gorgeousssssss!" The voice said while glomping Undertaker from the front.

The poor guy almost fell down but, he accepted the hug and patted the persons back.

"Ello there, Grell." He said with a slight frown.

"Oh, Undertaker, I've missed you so much...I haven't seen you for at least 48 hours!" Grell exclaimed with his arms still locked around Undertakers neck.

Grell glanced at me, "Oh and hi there girl." He said with a sneer.

I glared at him slightly, "My name is Midori…not girl the next time you call me that I'll make sure the floor is as red as your dumbass hair." I said flatly.

The Undertaker chuckled while slipping out of Grells' grasp and slipped next to me; Causing Grell to pout.

"Excuse us love but, Midori 'ere us taking me to go see Will." Undertaker said while bowing his head.

"Oh fine, you know where to find me." Grell said with a wink as he went to his post at the meat counter.

I took Undertaker to the offices in the back and we eventually found Will. Will was standing in the conference room shuffling through papers…as soon as we stepped foot into the room and glanced at us through the corner of his glasses.

"Oh, what a dreadfully awful, surprise; its Midori and her tall dark friend. Why?" He said sternly.

"I have some things I need to discuss with you, Will." Undertaker said while sitting down in a conference chair.

"Hmph, fine, Midori get back to work or you will be either degraded or fired… pick one or get out."

My eyes widened, "Y-Y-YESSIR!" I said as I jogged out of the staff only section of the store and back to my post. I couldn't risk losing my job just because of dumb old Will. Although, I had to wonder what was so important that they couldn't discuss it in front of me; they have before so why change now. Maybe, Undertaker was complaining about me but, why would he; I'm extremely nice to him…maybe I even like him.

"Let me stop, curiosity killed the cat." I said to myself as I walked through a random aisle.

~Undertaker~

I sat in front of Will staring at him through silver hair which was curtained over my eyes.

"You know they're coming after her soon, correct William?" I said while leaning my elbows on the table.

"Of course I know, her family line is cursed for it to happen." He responded.

"This means that, that hilarious butler should be on his way to offer his services to her."

"Yes, I warned Grell of him and he seemed rather happy about it." Will said while rolling his eyes, just remembering what girly expression the red headed soul reaper made when he told him.

"2,000 years sure did come fast. It seems like just a week ago Ciel Phantomhive was still up and being the queens little guard dog. Although, his cinematic record was extremely entertaining to watch." I said, pulling a random doggie biscuit out of my pocket and popping it into my mouth.

"With, judgment day so close we'll have to do more overtime than necessary, which you know aggravates me." Will said while turning to face me and adjusting his glasses.

"Don't worry it will soon be all worth it Will…you know every Phantomhive story tends to be tragically entertaining." I said while grinning and standing up.

Will replied with a, 'Hmph' and I walked out of the room chuckling to myself, all the way out of the store.