Not much of an author's note this time. Same questions still stand. Another Q&A along with a Christmas Arc? Take the poll on the Bio it'll be down next chapter. Thinking about changing the updating schedule again. So it might be every Wednesday I update. Not sure though. Alrighty then.
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T~T~T~T (Third Person P.O.V.)
The sun had already started to set as Lady Elizabeth and her maid Paula sat in traffic, the chime of the clock tower the only sound that made it through the wooden walls of the carriage. Paula sat back on her seat, unsure of how to make the time pass by faster.
She sighed, "Construction on the Underground maybe…" an idea struck the maid, "Oh! I know! Some music could help us pass the time! Jingle~! Jingle~! Jingle~!" She sang, shaking the bells.
"Paula…" Lady Elizabeth whispered.
"Jingle~! Jingle~!" The maid sang, oblivious to her Lady's words.
"You always seem so happy about everything…" Elizabeth sighed.
"Huh? Oh! I'm sorry my Lady!" She cried, tossing the bells about.
Elizabeth smiled at her maid, "No, I'm not criticizing you at all." She leaned back in her seat, "You just always seem so carefree and I truly envy that in you."
Paula gave a confused expression, "But so are you. Usually you are such a happy person my Lady. That tis I mean… anyway! This traffic is truly awful isn't it? At this rate we will be stuck here until nightfall…" Elizabeth tuned out her maid, the ring she held in the carefully wrapped box stole her attention as it began to glow. Filling her young ears with the strange tune of 'London Bridge'.
Turning her head to look out the window a man with a strange box stood in the dark alley, for some reason nobody else seemed to notice him. The man began to back away into the alleyway, opening the door to carriage Elizabeth stepped out, following him.
"But we can still have fun!" Her maid chirped, oblivious to her absence, "It'll be like a mini vacation! My Lady?" Turning back around Paula took note of Elizabeth's absence, stepping out of the carriage as well.
Lady Elizabeth?" She called, looking around, "Lady Elizabeth!"
Running down the darkening alley Elizabeth followed to song, turning down endless corners, quickly losing sight of the man. Running out into a better lit area she came across two paths. To her right she only found more roads, but to her left the soft glow of a shop could be seen. The music coming directly from it.
Running up to the window the blue eyes of a doll stared directly into her green ones, the dolls eyes where different. They seemed… life-like.
Pushing open the door to the shop she discovered dozens upon dozens of dolls staring at her, dressed in clothing of all different colors. Blues, greens, reds, pinks. The music came to an end as she closed the door behind her.
"Welcome. Little girl." The mechanical voice of the orange haired man greeted her, startling Elizabeth for she had not seen him.
"Oh I-" Elizabeth started, only to be cut off by the man.
"I see that you have the ring." He started, standing from the chair, "Yes, indeed you have it. Unfortunately, however, it appears the stone has not chosen you to be its new master." Walking towards her Elizabeth glanced at her ring.
The man kneeled down, staring into her face, "But my, look how lovely those eyes are." He said, placing his hand upon her cheek.
"Oh, sorry. But I'm betrothed sir." Elizabeth said, a blush coating her cheeks. "Ciel is the only man I care for." She finished, looking away.
"Your eyes are like deep green pools. There is so much sorrow in them." The man pulled his hand away, Elizabeth looked at him again, "You can't hide it from me… I can tell you're a very sad." Tears formed in Elizabeth's eyes at the man's words.
Sitting in a chair across from him much time had passed as Elizabeth explained what had been plaguing her. "I understand." The man said, his legs crossed, "A birthday present was it?"
"Y-yes!" Elizabeth sobbed, "For Ciel! I wanted to make him happy!"
The man lifted up his hands, showing of the multiple wooden finger puppets that decorated them. Animal heads resting on the top. "As you can see we sell many things in this shop. Any one of them would make a wonderful gift."
A clock on the wall chimed, two small doors opening to reveal a platform with wooden dancers upon it. Elizabeth stared at the small stage, watching the three couples dance past in a circle. By itself the music box the man had earlier began to play, though nobody had touched it.
Elizabeth looked around, smiling at all the doll that stared back with those glassy eyes. "Lovely aren't they? You can have your pick of them." He said, noticing her wandering gaze. "Please choose which ever one you'd like."
Elizabeth turned her head back to look at him, "Thanks but-"
"Yes I understand. You're looking them over but nothing seems unique enough for him." He cocked his head to the side; the movement seemed to be stiff and unnatural. "So then my Lady I think to myself; you must be searching for a very special present for a very special person."
Gripping the tip of his hat the man's head went slack as he dropped it against his chest, "I believe I know just the thing for him," All at once everything seemed to stop, the clocks didn't chime and the music box became silent. Leaning forward the man lifted his head, a small smile rested upon his face. "It's perfect… we'll give him you." He stated.
T~T~T~T (Kaitlyn P.O.V.)
The moon was already high in the sky as the carriage made its way down the darkened path, trees shadowing us from view. The three of us sat in silence; Ciel had taken to staring out the window. Sebastian choose to hang his head with closed eyes and I… well I decided to make strange faces at Ciel because I fucking could.
"What is it?" Sebastian asked, looking up at Ciel and forcing me look out the window with a blank expression, although I did have to cover my mouth because of the smile that threatened to appear.
"Are you prepared?" Ciel questioned, "I have an order to give you."
"Yes."
"Question every person who knew the victims. Friends, family, and make up a suspect list. Get names and addresses, and then search the crime scenes. It shouldn't take long… three hours should be enough." Well that's weird… Ciel's never really given him a time limit before. What are planning Ciel? "While you're seeing to that I have some other business to take care of." So that's it… "Am I understood?"
"Perfectly Sir."
"And what will I being doing this whole time?" I asked, "You honestly can't expect me to just sit here for this whole thing."
"You'll go with me." Ciel said simply. Well alright. Sebastian excited the carriage, jumping through the door, leaving me and Ciel alone. Crossing my legs I looked at him, narrowing my eyes.
"What are we really doing Ciel?"
"Searching for Elizabeth."
T~T~T~T
Our heels clacked against the cobble stone road, looking around I found nothing out of the ordinary. "Paula said she lost Lizzy somewhere around here. My only major question is- Will you stop that?! Why did we have to bring him with us!?" I shouted, yanking on Pluto's chain, seeing as how he had trotted off to merely sniff a light pole.
Scampering back to me he sat back on his legs, barking at me in irritation. "Don't start with me Pluto." I snapped, placing my free hand on my side I huffed. "The only thing he will be useful for is if we are attacked and need a distraction."
"Either way he's a dog." Ciel sighed, pulling out the ribbon that had been on Lizzy's box, "Which means he can tracks scents." Bending down he held it in front of Pluto, who in return merely stared at it. "Here's the ribbon from Lizzy's gift."
Leaning in Pluto sniffed the ribbon only to sneeze and scratch his ear. "You stupid mongrel, is Sebastian the only one you'll listen too!?" Ciel demanded.
"Hey now, calm down. Maybe he just doesn't- AH!" I shouted as Pluto suddenly took off in a run, dragging me with. Gripping Ciel's sleeve I pulled him alone, much to his dislike. Letting out a howl as we turned down an alleyway I saw what the cause of his sudden excitement was. "AGH!" I shouted, pulling at the leash and bringing him to a stop.
"PLUTO!" I shouted, "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO START LOOKING FOR A MATE NOW?! CIEL HELP ME!" Fighting against the Demon Hound I was barely able to hold on as he continued to pull against me. Adding his weight to mine Ciel and I finally managed to hold the bastard back.
A third voice joined in on our conversation from above. "Ah~ A man looking for mate? Perhaps I can help…" Looking upwards we spotted a figure standing in front of the crescent moon, their coat and long hair blowing in the wind. "I am a hunter of love, and at last, my prey is before me." Oh God! That last thing we need is him! "Red as the color of fiery passion, and I am flaming." You can say that again…
Turning around Grell pointed down at us with his silly little I Love You hand sign, "A gorgeous man! Right there!"
"You again!" Ciel shouted from beside me.
"That's me! A deadly efficient butler, that's me!" He replied, bringing his hand closer to his face as he stuck out his tongue. "Though… I do find myself without a master at the moment." Yeah because you KILL HER. BITCH. Jumping down from the roof Grell landed in front of us, hands on his hips, "After the Madam Red incident I was temporarily demoted, and now I only get the lowliest of jobs." Grell huffed.
"That brute Will told me I wouldn't get my old post back until I collected some truly troublesome souls. Rotten sadist." He hissed. "Although I must confess I like rotten fruit every now and then." Grell continued, tapping his chin lightly. "And those cold eyes of his could keep me warm enough on a freezing night!" He sighed, hugging himself.
Opening his eyes he stared at Pluto, "Who is this wild one? He's a cutie." Ciel clenched his fists, glaring at the reaper, "Oh dear… you weren't considering avenging your beloved Aunt Red are you? I mean that would just be silly!"
"You shut up!" Ciel barked at the ginger.
"Now, now be nice. I don't see Bassy anywhere, what could a brat like you do without him." I'm right here you know!
"Be quiet Grell!" I shouted at him. In turn Pluto leaned forward and growled at the reaper.
"Oh is he your protector for the evening?" Grell asked, unimpressed. "Why does this little kid get all the good looking men?"
"Sick him Pluto!" I shouted, pointing at Grell as I let go of the Hounds leash.
"Oh~ He's going to attack me! How exciting!" Grell cried, stretching his arms out in preparation. "I'm all yours but please be gentle."
"Wait a minute! Where are you going?!" I shouted, chasing after the man as he ran past Grell. It seemed to take forever to catch up to Pluto as he continued to run through the darkened streets. "Hey! Slow down!" I continued to shout at him.
With a finally left turn we came to the point Pluto found to be interesting, a shop where a faint glow came from the inside. In the window sat a doll dressed in pink, identical to Lizzy.
"Look what we have here." Grell said, "Number 493 on the To Die list. Butler and Puppeteer to the house of Mandaley. A mister Drocell Keinz." Closing the the black book he held the sound of smashing glass was soon to follow accompanied by a bark.
"PLUTO!" I shouted, chasing after the dog. Forcing the door open we encountered Pluto, chewing on the Lizzy doll. "Pluto! Drop it!" I shouted, pointing at the floor. Walking over to me he dropped it at my feet, bending down I held it gently in my hands. "Here." I said, handing it to Ciel. "I'm going to look around."
Nodding he took the doll, examining it. Standing dusted off my skirt, walking around the shop I examined all of the dolls. "Hey… aren't these the victims?" I asked, picking one up from one of the many shelves. Looking around again one doll caught my eye. Screaming I dropped the one in my hands.
"What is it?!" Ciel demanded, rushing to my side.
"Th-there!" I yelled, pointing ahead of me at one of the dolls resting peacefully on the stand, the doll smiled softly as if mocking me because I could never compare to such a creation. Dressed similar to the rest the black dress only came to the dolls knees. Her feet covered by black heels and her hair done with thousands of curls. Dark colored lips and heavily colored eye lids looked back at me. It was like looking in a mirror.
There in front of me stood a doll that could have easily been my twin.
In short, there is a doll that looks like Kaitlyn.
Just in case any of you were confused.
Finally some action has started. I'm rather proud of this chapter. But I think I could have done better at describe the doll, but who cares. Not me, I'm to proud of this chapter to care.