Undertaker:

She stumbled into his shop the next day, ignoring his giggled greeting. Hopefully, her being back was a good thing. If she just ignored him like she had just done, his patience would be severely tested. He might snap. Andrea would pay attention to him whether she liked it or not. Undertaker had gone through a lot to get her. Even it had been for one day.

One day of pure bliss. One day of a firm hold on his reality. One day of Andrea.

It wasn't fair that her stupid brother had come between them again. Joshua; he cursed the name. All he wanted was to get that brat out of the way. Undertaker giggled slightly, collapsing over the counter, staring at Andrea as she paced the shop, that night went through his mind.

"My sister can barely make her way through this city without me," Joshua said, laughing and shaking his head, trying to start a conversation he would not be participating in. "she's so funny when she rambles about how she meant to go the wrong way."

Theo's eyes narrowed. This kid spent enough time with his Andy to know these things. Frankly, he wanted him out of the picture. So he could know all those things that made her weird; humming to herself when he was trying to teach her something; grabbing his hand and making him dance to a melody only she could hear; dragging around her cello instead of her scythe; hating children, and loving snakes; her fickle ambitions that he helped her achieve. But there was always more. Always.

The two males turned a corner, heading along the path besides the Thames. Joshua was obviously street smart; book smart, not so much. Unlike Andy, he thought pleasantly, smiling, who always had her nose buried in a book. A pretty nose too, he giggled mentally, little freckles along there, and blemish scars.

Joshua trotted up to a man loitering in the shadows, subtly changing his own speech patterns. This made Theo wonder about both of their pasts. Andy on the streets? But, maybe that's the reason she wanted to make her life better. Or, how much better it could be; being a Grim Reaper. The whole thing was boring.

Theo remembered something as Josh came out of the shadows, grinning stupidly. The lessons Josh had taken part in on Andy's request had gone slower. The kid could barely read. A Reaper who couldn't read was a hopeless one. Andrea didn't concentrate, though. Unless, of course, it benefited her directly. So when she didn't want to do something, she pretended to stumble about in a daze.

"oi!" Joshua shouted, jerking him out of an Andrea daze. "I got the location."

"Please be more…" Theo quested about for a word. "Civil when you talk to a Reaper from management."

"Don't be so stuck up," Joshua snapped, stomping forward to get in his face. Theo didn't flinch, just started at him flatly as he continued, "No wonder my sister hates you."

"Shush," he hissed, gripping the wood of his scythe till it cracked.

This totally broke his poker face. Joshua was a brat meant to be put down. Like a dog. A faint smile flickered across his face at the thought.

They faced off, (Theo smiling a tad) trying to establish who was the alpha male. No luck there. Joshua was stubborn than his sister. Which was saying a hell of a lot. Then laughed, deep tone echoing out across London.

A screech sounded and a black mass flew at the light brown skinned male. Theo could've cut it into ribbons there, but what better way to get rid of a dog? He could just…let this play out. The demon yanked the death scythe out of Joshua's hands. The kid was just standing there unmoving, quite stunned.

As the demon advanced on him, Joshua shouted, "Theo! Help me!" his accent thickened, like he was talking to a bar mate. "you promised my sister, you bastard! Help me!"

Theo pretended to think, then shook his head no, giggling quietly. He quite liked giggling. The demon messed with the scythe a bit, trying to figure out how to work it, leaning casually against the newly formed balcony of the Thames. It held Josh in one hand, the huge shape moving slightly. This entranced Theo to no end. Much more interesting than the cries from Joshua.

The death scythe suddenly popped open, stabbing him through the stomach, pinning him to the wall of the large oak house behind him. It watched, a tad stunned at this spectacle of gore, then turned sociably to him. Theo gave an equally sociable wave, running forward and jumping. Ducking under the first swipe, he swung his death scythe in an intricate move, cutting it in half without effort.

Amateur.

He walked up the long pole of the plain, scythe, practically dancing up to Joshua. Almost dead. Well, he'd have to finish the job himself. Theo just couldn't let his mission go unaccomplished, could he?

"You're still alive?" he queried cheerily, laughing madly.

"One day," Joshua gurgled, blood spraying out of his mouth, hanging like a rag doll, barely able to look up at him. "you'll get it," he spit at him with any remaining strength. "you'll get what's coming to you, you b-"

Theo shifted the blade with a gruff growl, cutting of Joshua's words permanently. "shh," he whispered, clicking down the pole, trying not to dance to much. "be civil~!"

Once he had gotten them back to HQ, he made sure to use Andrea's extreme grief to his advantage. Cuddling her was very nice. She cried into his arms, clutching at him, begging for this to be a dream, then vowing for revenge. Then he defected to pursue a practically insane hope; reanimating the dead.

AN: two in one day? Wow, I'm happy... Especially cuz of your reviews!

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