Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi


"Oh, Abigail~"

Kagome looked to the red-clad woman coming towards her, the brunette butler following not that far behind. Her eyebrow ticked as she recalled the other day, the joke that her friend told in an attempt to give the Undertaker the laugh that he wanted if they wanted his information.

"So, his [CENSORED] was completely flaccid and [CENCORED], but when I [CENSORED], the [CENSORED] tip started bobbing like [CENSORED]—"

She shivered at the vulgarity the other woman used.

Her blue eyes met the warm rubies of Madam Red, "Yes?"

The other woman clasped her hands together, she was going to force her into something she didn't like or want, and bent over to get to the black-haired woman's eye level, "There's this party going on not long from now, the last party of the season in fact, and I was wondering if you would be willing to go? I heard that I'd be lots of fuun~"

Kagome put a hand to her forehead, hands still bandaged, already knowing that she was going to refuse, but appeared to be thinking it over to humor the other woman, "Maybe—"

"Great! I have such a wonderful dress all picked out for you and your daughter~"

Daughter?

Blue eyes swam with confusion as her friend carried on, oblivious to the fact that she was no longer listening to her. Thin brows furrowed together. Rosemary wasn't her daughter. At least, she didn't think that she was. Right?

The red-haired woman finished, hands once again clasped together as they had been used to gesture while she was speaking before, "I'm sure that Grelle won't mind picking you up as we go down to the party. You'll be quite the envy of the evening, except for myself of course~"

"It won't be a revealing dress will it?"

Angelina blinked, "Of course not, that wouldn't be your style, Abigail."

Kagome sighed in relief, "All right."

Her friend smiled widely, "Splendid! We'll pick you up—"

She zoned out again, convincing smile on her lips as she absentmindedly nodded her head.

Grelle was, once again, focused on her hands.


I'm not being very subtle with Grelle am I? Anyway, I'm going to update probably twice more today, in between writing five essays for my online Western Civilization class.