"Is it just me, or do you feel like Cinderella, Hannah?" I asked.

She and I were on the ground of the dining room, scrubbing away on our hands and knees. A soapy sponge and a bucket of water for each of us, and a giant looming floor to clean in just two hours. Honestly, Claude could get this done in five minutes.

"I guess. I feel more like the maid I am, however." Hannah replied. She was all the way across the room, and we had to shout to talk to each other.

"Yeah, but just what we are doing is making me think of her. Anyway, what do we do after this?" I yelled back, dumping my orange sponge back into my bucket.

"Well the triplets are cooking and Claude is out with Alois getting decor. So next we have to set the tables and polish everything."

"Fun. By the way, if you and the purpled haired trio are demons too, why are you guys working at a human's pace?"

Hannah paused at my question, but soon answered. "I, unlike Claude and Sebastian am half human. Luka is my human half. Therefore, I cannot do everything a normal demon can. The triplets are really just spilt up pieces of one demon, so each has one power."

"I guess that makes sense." I said, finishing up the spot I was scrubbing. "I wish that I could have cool demon powers and be able to do stuff as fast as you guys."

"Trust me; you don't want to be a demon. We have awful lives. Anyway, I'm almost finished. After I'm done this side of the room, I have to go tend to the…entertainment." Hannah said, getting up with an unhappy sigh.

The entertainment. Alois had gotten an instrument only demons could touch that made humans do whatever the user wanted them to do. He was using it to try to make Ciel's friends turn against one another, and have them all kill each other. It was a dark evil plot, and I loved it.

"Alright. I'll be here. After I finish I'll grab the polisher and shine some stuff up." I moved up a bit, making sure to get every part of the red floor spotless.

Hannah nodded and started on her way. "Also, Nichole, Claude is very enraged at you for staying by Young Master's side before he fell asleep. He's jealous. Luka thinks that it's sweet that you like big brother. Now if you excuse me." And with that, she left.

So Luka thought I was sweet for liking Alois? Good, I'd been a bit afraid that he'd be mad at me for stealing his big bro away. But then again, Luka was dead….yeah, that doesn't add up right.

I began scrubbing again, trying to make the floor sparkle. What was my plan for tomorrow? Just say to Alois that we were going to Fairy World and then later explain that I was really from the future? I better come up with a good explanation soon.

…

Good lord, I needed a nap. I had just finished everything, and out the window I saw the carriage pull up to the house. I started back up the stairs when Alois came in, throwing his hat onto the ground and sighing.

"Ugh! Nichole! Get me some wine! I don't care what type, just as long as it's wine. I'll be in the dining room."

"Yes Master."

I headed up to his room and quickly grabbed a bottle from under his bed. It was some fancy kind from Rome, and smelled rather bad. But if Alois liked it, I guess it must've been good. Alois better not be an alcoholic though, seeing how many dang bottles were under there.

After stopping at the kitchen to pour it into a wine glass, I headed off to the dining room to give Al his drink. I don't care that he hates that nick name, I'm calling him that.

"Here, you go. I don't know what it's called, but you apparently like it enough to have the bottle nearly finished." I handed him the glass and he took it greedily.

Alois had already removed his shoes and coat, and was sitting nonchalant on the expensive couch. He looked rather annoyed at something too. "It's good."

"Is anything troubling you?" I asked, knowing something was a matter with him. I might have only known him personally for a few days, but it seemed that we had been friends since forever.

"Stop being so weird. I can never tell what people are thinking, while you can do it with ease. Nothing is wrong…" He said, and then slurped his drink up.

"Okay…whatever you say, Master. Anyway, everything is as you wanted. Pots polished, floor cleaned then waxed, the food's ready, and everything's perfect!"

Al studied his nearly empty cup and gave it back to me. "That's great. I also forgot, during the first hour of the party; when you aren't support to come down, please put earplugs in. I'll supply you with them later. It's better to just not ask why."

"Whatever you say, Master. Also," I said, looking at my reflection in Alois's glass. "I heard that you once said you'd like to explore places…maybe one day…we could go to America together…we could see my parents and have an adventure!"

He looked at me with glee in his eyes, but that happiness soon faded and he looked at the ground. "It would be fun, but I have duties here. I'm an Earl that works for the queen. If I left London…I don't know. Plus Claude would never allow me to. Besides, you're parents probably wouldn't like me coming anyway."

We'll see. "It's nothing more than a dream, Master. That is all. More wine? You have plenty."

"Sure. Surprise me." He said, leaning back in his chair. After, I want you to help Claude make the decorations. He'll tell you where I want them."

"Yes, Master Alois." Never would I say your highness. If I did, it might as well be a death sentence.

…A few hours later…..

Good lord, I was bored. The ball had begun little more than forty five minutes ago. Alois had shooed me away and made Hannah and Claude help him with his "costume". Aka, he made Hannah give him her dress and right about now he'd be leading Ciel outside with his girlish charm or just coming back here and getting dressed.

I had been holding my ears for the whole time, afraid that if I let go, even with the earplugs in, I'd fall into Hannah's spell. Because of that, I couldn't even check my phone or look at the books in my room. Now that I hated.

Sometimes I hummed; sometimes I just closed my eyes and sat there. Who knew even in the adventure of a life time, you could be bored.

"Nichole! Can I come in?"

I turned to hear Alois's voice at my door. That must mean I could take my ear plugs out. "Sure!"

Alois came in, fully dressed in his vampire attire. He must've been even taller with those black heels that looked like they hurt to walk in. They made an annoying clicking sound when he walked, and the fur around his neck looked itchy. He even painted his nails red and had fake vampire teeth in. But he did look pretty nice in it.

"What are you doing!? You aren't even dressed?!" He scolded me, giving me with an annoyed look.

"Sorry. I didn't know when I was supposed to get ready! I'll get ready now!" I said, jumping up and going to my small closet.

"You better." Alois sat on my bed, and looked at me with a smile.

I brought the beautiful dress out and turned to Alois. "Um, could you get out?"

"No."

Wow. "Well can you at least close your eyes? I don't appreciate peeping toms." I said, beginning to untie my apron around my waist.

"I guess." He said, and put his hand over his eyes. "Just be quick. I need to style your hair after."

Whatever, Phantom Dark. I quickly changed into the dress, keeping an eye on Alois the whole time. I had a bit of trouble with the bottom, but I finally got everything perfect with it after a few minutes.

"Okay, you can look now." I said, crossing my arms and staring at him.

Alois opened his eyes, and looked me over. "Perfect. Now let me make your hair less wild! Trust me; I know what I'm doing."

I sat next to him as he pulled my hair back. I hoped whatever he did wouldn't make me look stupid. "So what's it going to look like?"

"You'll see. By the way, your hair is awful and full of tangles." With that he, as disgusting as it sounds, licked his hands and started working on my hair. As much as I wanted to scream and slap him for that, I kept quiet. It would be bad to get on his angry side tonight.

After lots of hair pulling and an annoying amount of Alois spit in my hair, he finally took his hands away from my aching scalp. "Ole! It's done! And it only took about five minutes, no comb, one clip, and saliva!"

I stood up and gasped when I saw myself in the mirror next to my closet. Alois had braided my hair into a bun and had put a bluebell in the center of the bun.

"Master…thank you. Where did you hide the bluebell?" I asked, twirling around and trying to see every inch of my hair.

"In my pocket. And it's nothing. I used to play with the other servants boys hair when we got bored." He said, not very smartly. I don't think he realized I still didn't know he wasn't a real noble; yet he pretty much flat out told me. "Besides, my servants have to be amazing tonight!"

"Yes, I guess so." I said, still stunned at my appearance. I quickly grabbed the silver high heels from my closet and returned to him.

Alois held his hand out to me, and tilted his hat. "Well, you ready to make an entrance with me?"