(A/N: I have decided to update, YAY! I don't own BlackButler, wish I did but no. Have fun reading and don't be shy to review, I will glady take any and ALL criticism. TY 3)
"Ronald Knox. What do you think you are doing? I will be sure to get you a pay cut for this. Honestly; can no one focus for just this once?" Will stated with a voice tinted with an atmosphere which said 'Why must you be so utterly useless?'.
"OH HEe3yY mR. SPeEaarS! HAVE YOU TRIED SOME OF THIS MAGIC WATER?! ITS AWES0M3!"
"Please get your act together. We are switching partners since I cannot trust you and Goldenhive together anymore. You will go with Evergreen instead and help her find the person we are looking for."
"UUUUUGH! DO I HAVE TO…?! THAT SOUNDS SO BORING! Why can't I just- WoOAh!"
Will had had enough; he'd had enough of the carelessness of his peers; he'd had enough of the lack of focus. Just looking at his colleague's awkward movements, revolting speech and offensive alcohol odour made him regret ever training thet ginger in the first place. He seized Ronald's collar and pulled him in two inches away from his face. His emerald globes stung into those of the man in front of him.
"Knox. You are going to do as I tell you.
The situation is problematic due to your idiotic behaviour, but we were put in a group of six for a reason.
So you will go with Evergreen… and if you don't, there will be severe consequences."
He spat out the words through his teeth before continuing.
"I will personally drag you to the Higher Ups and list every mistake you have ever made. I will find a way to make sure you are never forgiven. You'll be stuck rotting away, doing this job, watching deaths of humans and lusting life for eternity.
So from now on you will follow every instruction I give you to the letter. Do you understand me?"
Ronald was so scared, not even the french champagne could change that fact. He nodded eagerly and, after gaining back the ability to speak, muttered lightly.
"And… where is she?"
"Follow me."
Somehow, Ronald was no longer drunk. Because, you know, WHO NEEDS LOGIC ANYWAYS WHEN YOU'RE DEAD?
The six regrouped and Will split up the teams.
Ronald was put with Sammi, as discussed earlier on. Grell paired up with Lela and Jess with William. These changes weren't exactly desired by the other five but, since Ronald was too scared to complain and Sammi was a logical person and understood why this had to be done, the only ones now acting problematic were Grell, Jess and Lela.
"Your sense in fashion is despicable." Grell spoke in an undertone.
"Will, eh? He seems kinda' strict, don't you think?"
Lela had the saltiest face humanely (reaperly) possible.
"Yeah.. I guess.."
Sulking and looking down with a pout, almost having a mini-tantrum she continued.
"What's the point in this anyways.."
Jess immediately picked up on the pathetic change in behaviour and informed Sammi by a simple tap on the shoulder. "Hey! Lela's being mopey and depressed, again."
Sammi groaned.
"Lela. Stop. It's irritating. Get your act together and stop acting like a spoilt brat. Get a FUCKING grip of yourself. No one cares about your problems so stop being attention seeking and hypocritical and shit because COMPLAINING WILL GET YOU NOWHERE IN LIFE...well… afterlife."
Lela sucked it up, took a deep breath and spoke the holy words;
"fine….MOTHER".
Jess suddenly dropped to the floor next to the already cackling Lela, now 'dying' of laughter. Sammi just face palmed.
The group was socialising and, surprisingly, fitting in pretty well. The group, minus William. He was looking at his 'book of deaths' and was shocked when he saw something...change...right before his wide eyes.
"This… this can't be."
"What is it WILLLL~"
"The...The locations… they… changed. They're different. And not just by a little either. There in completely different countries..." he sighed. "Why must this job be so complicated?"
"What were the countries?" A now intrigued Grell questioned.
"Scotland, Ireland, Germany, Austria-Hungary and Argentina. They do seem like a rather random choice of places."
"Argentina….." Lela muttered, she had an extremel facial expression. "Out of all the places. Argentina."
"What's wrong with Argentina?" Ronald whispered into Jess' ear.
"Her family has some weird history with the businessmen there, especially those funding the railways. And she also nev-OW!"
Jess' gossip session was interrupted by a firm slap around the head and a glare cold enough to freeze the Sahara.
"So" Lela continued. "Which country 'we going to?"
"Well, since most of the souls are in Germany I suppose we shall travel there first."
"YES!"
"LELA! CALM DOWN!"
"Okay. Sorry."
"I'll report this to the higher ups… this mission was absolutely pointless." Will looked rather annoyed as he said this in monotone, as always. The group stood still for a while when the silence was interrupted by Lela's sudden realisation;
"Wait." she began. "So… we don't have to change the group setup and stuff…"
"No."
Trying to act cool she stood still, but couldn't help letting a small hop and squeal get out.
ONE DAY LATER : IN BERLIN, GERMANY (/Prussia if you wanna be super-historically-accurate, but who cares?)
The six were on a roof. As proven to Ronald the day before, William was the boss. He was standing still observing the city before him. He had made a plan of action.
"Alright. The humans are scheduled to die in four hours. Until then we will make sure that we have them pinned down so we can collect their souls when they die. Which should have happened… one day ago…And please. Focus this time."
"Sure thing boss." Jess teased, her joke topped of perfectly with a very sloppy, half-hearted salute.
Will only rolled his eyes and continued his 'orders'.
"Just like yesterday. We need to blend in with the humans here. It will be a tiny bit more difficult because of the language barrier-"
"Nope." The three women argued, "No barrier."
"Yeah. These two picked some up when they first came to help me on something, when I was still in the Germanic dispatch." Lela added on.
"Exactly. We actually have some pretty decent language skills." Sammi continued.
"We'll be fine."
The three male reapers just stared at them for a second. Maybe they weren't as stupid as they looked.