Okay, let's pat good 'ole me on the back. I do have this story finished, and I did refuse to start posting it until I knew I was done so yay, chapter 2! By the way thank you mr. reviewer James Birdsong. I thought the first chapter was slow, but alas, you liked it and I hope it gets better!
Recap: Last time Roland went in search of the noise that was disrupting the intercom. Poor Roland.
Meat Pies?
Sei looked at the washing machine not blinking. Her face wore a bland expression. Her body was as stiff as a statue. The washing machine threw the clothes in a circular motion, swishing, and wishing. Her eyes followed the swishing motion, slowly her head began to roll with her eyes in a circular motion. After doing this for a few minutes Sei fell off her chair, taking it with her, holding her head.
"Whoa, that was so awesome." She said, the dizzy effects finally wearing off. Standing up, she brushed herself off, pulled up the chair, and sat on it. She looked at the clock and whined.
"Noooo, it's only been five minutes." She said leaning over to the point of falling on her side. Her skirt flew up, but she laid there, not caring. The door creaked open, so Sei adjusted her head so she could see the person.
Another maid, wearing the same attire and carrying a empty basket, walked up. "What happened to you?" The girl asked. She had dark brown hair that came to her shoulders, and a light brown gaze. Sei looked up at the girl half dead.
"Laundry." She said quietly. The girl walked right past her, and opened up the dryer, emptying out it contents. The girl pulled several black and white clothing items. Maid uniforms. Sei's face twisted in dislike. "I hate uniforms." She said with contempt. The girl looked over at her and grinned.
"Don't we all." She then picked up the basket, and walked right past Sei. "Doing other chores will help pass the time, and also make you look better to the head mistress." Sei nodded, pushing herself up.
"Yeah, that's true." Sei said standing up, and straitening her clothes. "Thanks Brit." Brit was short for Brittany, one of Sei's co-workers and friends. She and Brittany left the laundry room together.
They walked in silence down the halls. Sei made a popping noise with her lips, as they continued to walk. Brittany looked over at Sei inquiringly. Sei stopped the popping noises and looked a Brittany and grinned.
"What?" Brittany asked. Sei looked down the hall, still walking.
"Would you get mad at me if I got fired?" Sei said avoiding eye contact with Brittany. Brittany rolled her eyes.
"What did you do this time?" She asked with a annoyed tone. Sei sighed, then replied.
"I dunno, just wondering if you'd be mad, that's all." Sei said beating around the bush. Brittany gave her a sceptical look, and the continued their walk. Walking a bit further, Brittany came to a stop.
"I'm going off shift in a few minutes. When will you be done?" She asked casually.
Sei groaned. "I have about," Sei held up her wrist looking at her watch which read 2:25, "You know, about five more hours." Brittany gave a sympathetic smile.
"So then, once your off, call me and we'll hang okay?" Sei nodded in response. Brittany smiled waving to Sei and walked off. Sei watched her go, bummed that her only means being somewhat amused was gone. Sighing Sei began to wander the halls aimlessly.
After walking for a while, Sei found herself near the kitchen quarters. Hearing voices in another room, Sei followed the sound. She saw a few maids sitting around talking, and a few others watching the television. There was a weather man reporting the weather.
"We have a cold front coming from the north that will be here in a few days, and thunderstorms on their way. Moving on to temperatures, it is hot in Topeka..." The weather man sounded devoid of any human emotion possible and as if he had a cold. Sei walked away muttering to herself.
"It is hot in Topeka. In Topeka it's hot. It's hot in TOH-PEE-KA." Her voice ressonated the weather man's voice. "Intopekait'shot." She said in one breath. "Toe Picka! Pick a toe! Pick My toe! Topekah. TopekahTopekahTopekahTopekahTopekahTopekahTopekahTopekah!" She was getting louder by the second.
"IT IS HOT IN TOPEKA!" She shouted with enthuiasm, clenching both fists. Just then she heard somebody clear their throat. Turning around, she saw Roland standing there with a befuddled expression on his face.
Sei laughed nervously, then grinned. "Good day Roland. It's hot in Topeka." And with this said, she walked off, her face beat red.
Roland gave her a funny look, then walked off, a smile on his face. She's an odd one. He thought to himself watching the maid walk off, silently murmuring to herself.
"It' hot in Tope- Hello! What's this?" Sei said running up to two maids screaming at each other.
"Like, no way! He soooo likes me." A maid with a Beverley hills accent, green eyes and red hair said crossing her arms. Another girl with blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a mid-western accent flipped her hair.
"Whatever! You only think he likes you 'cause your whoring your self up." The red head's hands clenched as she glared daggers at the blonde. People began to crowd around.
"You like take that back!" She growled, her eyes glittering dangerously. The blonde put her hand up to her mouth and laughed.
"What are you going to do? Fight me?" The blonde was so wrapped up in herself her laughter she choked when she was tackled to the ground by the red head.
"Oh my goodness! They shouldn't be fighting." One maid said gasping. The other employees paid her no heed.
"Twenty bucks says the red head will win." A kitchen boy of twenty said with a smirk.
"Yeah, well I say double that on the blonde." A personal body guard to Kaiba said. Sei smirked to herself.
"Oh, do I hear the sound of a bet? Hey misters, wanna actually bet on who will win?" Sei said with a gleam in her eye. Peoples in the crowd started shouting with enthusiasm, and the two men looked at each other.
"Yeah, okay! I put fourty-five bucks on the blondie," The guard said witha smirk. "No wait, I say fifty!" The guard said sounding confident.
"No way, sixty bucks on the red head." The kitchen boy said confidently. With a grin Sei began to announce bets and have random people join in with the bets.
The red head was pulling the blondes hair, while the blonde was punching the red head. The blonde then grabbed the red head by her face, and pulled her down. Now on top of her punching her with both fist. The red head was covering her face with her arms. The blonde got up and spit on the red head.
"That was lame." She said as she began to walk off. About in midstep she fell with a loud thud. The red head was now scrambling on top of her, punching her in the face.
"Am I whoring myself up now!?" She yelled with anger. Tears streamed down her face as she mercilessly pounded away at the blonde.
The crowd cheered in excitement as Sei began to annonce the fight.
"Here we have the angry and firey tempered maid with the red hair, Big Red, who is mercilessly attacking the down trodden blonde, Blondie, but wait! What's this? Blondie pushed Big Red off with her feet, and is now charging Big Red, and head butts her! People this is unbelievable. Now the Blondie is pushing the red head down, and ... oh the inhumanity. She's pounding her face into the granite floor, but wait! Now Big Red is biting the blondes arm. Blondie has picked up the red head and... NO WAY! SHE'S WWF SLAMMING HER!!! Big Red seems fazed, but now she's getting up, but Blondie won't give her a chance. The blonde has grabbed her head and is now ramming her into the wall, and- CRAP! SOMEBODY GET IN THERE!!! BLONDIE'S GONNA KILL BIG RED!!! Oh crap, Big Red is pissed. Now she's pulling a ..KNIFE!!!" Sei ran in there pulling Big Red away from Blondie. Somebody else ran in there holding down Blondie. The red head flipped Sei, then held the knife to her throat.
"Shorty, you better not interfere with what I'm doi- Umpf!" Big Red said as Sei kicked Big Red in the stomach who stumbled back slightly. Getting up, Sei made a strait punch right to Big Red's jaw, knocking her on her back.
"Ow... you're a meanie." Sei rubbed her shoulder which hit the ground pretty hard when she was thrown down, and looking over at Big Red, whos face was a bloody mess. Blondie, who didn't look any better than Big Red, had already been subdued. Sei began brushing herself off when she remembered the laundry. Looking at her watch she nearly fainted, it was already 3:41. "Ahh! The laundry!" Sei said running off.
"Wait! What about our money!" The Kitchen boy yelled.
"Yeah! Our money!" The body guard repeated.
Sei turned her head, "Fights a draw, bets off." She yelled running off for the laundry room. Running down several halls Sei almost ran into a few people but narrowly dodged them, getting screamed at. Several people yelled after her saying things like "Don't run in the halls." And, "Nothing can be so important!" She shouted back many profanities, never slowing her pace, really wanting to get back to her experiment, she didn't want to get caught for doing something she shouldn't have. Mistress Laura was unforgiving, and the pay for this job was too good to give up.
Upon finally reaching the laundry room she bursted through the doors. The room was empty but her feet felt wet. The doors shut behind her as she looked down. The floor was flooded. Sei moaned in displeasure. Walking over to the washer she groaned as water came spilling out at a steady rate. "I knew I should've duct taped the stupid washer..." She mumbled almost incoherently to herself. Slamming the door shut with a growl, she went to one of the cupboards and began to mop up her little mess.
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Roland stopped in his tracks. He heard a female voice on the intercom right before the swishing noise came right back. What did they say. It sounded something kind of like "I knew duct tape would kill Basher." His eyebrows were drawn down in confusement. Basher... wasn't that one of Mr. Kaiba's most promising investors? Roland became very worried. If Mr. Basher was dead then Mr. Kaiba wouldn't be too happy about this, and worst of all somebody who was in possession of one of Mr. Kaiba's intercoms was the culprit.
"I should look into this." He mumbled to himself as ran off.
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With the floor successfully mopped, Sei was able to return to her initial task at hand. With the washing finally completed, she placed the very soft and plush coats in the dryer for extra measure to make them soft and malleable. The other coats that were properly washed, she hung on the conveniently provided hangers, then finished by throwing the rest of Kaiba's laundry into a dryer. Looking at her work she nodded then wandered out of the laundry room to see what else could be done.
There was a few of Kaiba's monkey's running around which made Sei a little worried. "I wonder what's wrong." She murmured to herself. Standing up she walked over to the door where two of Kaiba's monkeys had stopped on the other side of the door to exchange a few words.
"Is it true about Mr. Basher?" Monkey number one asked. Monkey number two shook his head.
"I dunno. It's true that we haven't seen Mr. Basher in a week, and to boot we can't get a hold of any of his employers. If Mr. Kaiba finds out we better bend down and kiss ourselves good-bye." Monkey number two said with dismay.
"Why?" Monkey number one asked.
"Because he'll make our lives miserable because he lost one of his biggest investors. You know how it is in the business world." Monkey number two said.
"No I don't. How is it in the business world?" Monkey number one asked. Monkey number two glared at Monkey number one before walking off. "Tell me! I wanna know!" Monkey number one screamed following Monkey number two.
Sei stepped back from the door with a confused look on her face. "What's going on?" She couldn't help but get the feeling that everything going on was a result of her mischief, but if it was related to Mr. Kaiba's clients, then Sei would have no involvement. Paying the current discussion no mind, she wandered off to other maid duties.
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"What do you mean Mr. Basher has been missing for a week? He's your boss, how could you not realize your C.E.O. has disappeared?" Roland gripped the telephone with white knuckles. So far his search had turned up nothing except putting Mr. Basher's company into panic.
"We are unable to contact him at this time..." The secretary on the other side of the receiver began to talk but a new noise distracted Roland. A loud staticky thump. Like a meat grinder... if that was what a meat grinder sounded like. Absently he hung up the phone.
Meat grinder... What if the killer was now grinding up Mr. Basher in a meat grinder and was going to bake him into a meat pie? "Just like Sweeny Todd!" Roland finished his sudden thought aloud. His whole body shook with tremors. THEY HAD TO FIND MR. BASHER NOW! He ran off, the urgency increasing ten-fold.
Oh, you just have to love Roland. He makes me giggle, silly little body guard man.
I never do previews, but ah heck, why not!
Next time: A maid, and a little neglected brother. A life saved, a new friend made. Shall I keep rhyming, should I be timing, how hard I'm trying, and I'm lying...
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