I awoke in Grell's room. It was covered in red pillows everywhere and it was wonderful.
I was cuddling his chainsaw scythe.
Grell came in and leaned down. "Come on. You've gotta tell me what you like to eat, my blood red fox."
I looked up at him and leaned over his food stores, sniffing. I found some Funtom candies and ate them up.
"Ugh. Even you like the kid better than me." Grell took the candy away angrily.
I glared at the hoshi around his neck.
"Now Now," Grell said. "I can't have my bloody fox running away when she's injured now can I?"
I rolled my eyes.
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Grell wasn't really much of a butler, but he felt like he needed to serve her like a butler. He needed to get her well again.
And for that, she needed to eat. After reluctantly going to Madame Red, and later to Sebastian, he heard that foxes liked fish.
But no matter what kind of fish he brought to her from the kitchen or any fancy restaurant, she turned up her nose to it.
"What am I doing wrong, my lovely red fox?" Grell cried sadly. "I just want you to eat so you can get well!"
The fox nudged his hands over and over.
"You want...me to make it?" Grell was surprised. "But Red, I've never cooked in my life!"
Despite this, she continued to nudge him, so he picked her up and put her on a stack of flour in the kitchen where he struggled and failed until he managed a plate of fried fish.
Grell placed one half in front of her and another in front of him and the two dug in.
"Not too bad, eh Red?" Grell grinned.
She just smiled her foxy smile.
It was worth it; all of it. Just for that smile.