AN: I'm so sorry guys! I haven't updated in like forever. I know you don't want excuses so two words: family issues. I've decided that William hasn't been bugged enough so this chapter is full of William bothering. It's also very crack-ish and is so awesome that it will have to be split into two/multiple parts. I didn't even do a rough draft for this! Hot off the presses here is "Grell and Alecto's Adventure of Awesomeness."

"Alecto, I trust you," William said. He had called Grell andmeI into his office. Be careful William, trust is a very strong word. "I would like you to supervise this headache-I mean partner with Grell for today." I was laughing evilly in my head, you know like MWAHAHAHA. On the outside I just nodded coolly, today was going to be fun.

"Now that you are no longer extremely new, Alecto, I would like to point out that there is a dress code. I would like you to follow it," his voice sounded harsh to me. My mouth hung open. He did not just go there. William was going to be in for a big surprise. This reaper is no longer going to be calm and compliant.

"Exactly what is wrong with my outfit?" I asked innocently.

"Your headband for starters," I gasped when he said that touching the cute little skull. Did he know how long it took me to make it? It didn't help that I superglued my fingers on my left hand together…it still took me a while to make! After he insulted my favorite accessory I knew that he was in for it. It was full argument time.

"I presume you're wearing underwear, am I right?" I asked. Grell suddenly got interested in our conversation. "What color are they?" I asked with a straight face as if it were completely normal to talk about your bosses' underwear.

"If you must know they are blue, blue boxers. I have no idea how this relates to our conversation though," he added. By this point Grell was drooling…that little perv.

"If you think about it, underwear is like accessories. You don't really need to wear them. A lot of people just choose to, but it's optional. If you are wearing an accessory, then I should be allowed to wear them too." William just stared at me. My rambling about underwear didn't make any sense to him, probably because he wasn't awesome enough. I knew that I had to change my tactics.

"William take off your jacket please," I ordered. Now Grell was literally drooling. I almost told him to wipe his mouth. Surprisingly, William actually did what I said. He took off his suit jacket. Underneath, he was wearing a white button down shirt. It was buttoned up all the way, you know, because it was William. "You see those buttons on your shirt? They're decorative," I said.

"They also have a purpose. They keep my shirt together."

"Ah, but my headband also has a purpose, it keeps the hair out of my face. It is decorative, with a purpose." William had no answer for that one.

"Everyone wears suits, black suits. They are part of the dress code," he stated.

"Uh huh, and I'm a girl," I stated back.

"Then you can either wear a black dress or a black skirt with a button down blouse and jacket." I made a face and stuck my tongue out. There was no way that I was gonna wear either of those options.

"So when we're jumping from roof to roof you want me to show my pantie s to all of London? I don't think so. I'm already dressed in black right now." He didn't have an answer for that one either. I had pretty much already won. Metaphorically, I loaded the last bullet in the gun. "What about Grell? He doesn't follow the dress code. Are you showing favoritism? You know work relations are prohibited." Grell practically threw himself at William when I said that.

"Oh, I knew you were just playing hard to get Williekins!~"

"Fine," he gave up, "I don't care, wear whatever you want, but get Sutcliffe out of here. I think I'm getting another headache," he said deflatedly. I smirked, I knew I was going to win all along.

"Come on Grell," I said happily walking out of the office, "we have some reaping to do."

~Linebreak~

Earlier William had given me a paper to fill out. Actually, it was more like a packet of papers. Would you like to guess what it was for? Why my customized death scythe of course!

I was insanely happen and grinning like an idiot. No longer would I have to use the boring unpersonalized death scythe! I just had to fill out the mountain of paperwork…which would be a problem. I have a short attention span so I'd probably spend five minutes on the form then get and try to put a spider in William's coffee mug. What? I would never do such a thing!

I managed to get Ronald to help me. See I just had to go, "Mister Knox could you pretty please help me with this form?" I batted my eyelashes and stuck out my lower lip a bit. It was my cutesy puppy dog look. That look worked on everyone. Except William, but I hadn't tried my full force puppy dog pout on him. Anyways, Ronald had just melted. He also told me to call him Ron instead of that formal "Mister Knox" crap; it reminded him of our dear William for some reason.

I sat in his spinny chair, he sat on the desk, and described my awesomely awesome soul retrieving tool in detail. It wasn't going to be like the rest of the gardening tools. Grell's was the only cool one and I didn't want to be a boring repeat.

That's why I settled for daggers.

Daggers, with a s.

As in multiple daggers.

Twin ones actually, of awesomeness.

So the twin daggers were made from silver, or some other hard shiny substance, it didn't really matter. They were about half as long as my forearms and about as wide, but thin. The hilts were black with a wrapped grip. I considered getting that squishy foam stuff on them, but it would take away from the badassness. I wanted some sort of blue stone in the hilt, you know matching and all.

Ronald went with me to pick them up from the armory. Yes, we have an armory. We're just that awesome. On the way there we dropped the papers we (Ronald) painstakingly filled out into a magical paper holder thing.

Then we got to the armory. And I just about died. A whole entire room, like a giant one, filled to the brim with weapons. Every shiny (and unshiny thing) that could possibly cause harm was somewhere in the room. It was my favorite room in the entire place; the library was second, or third. I still hadn't figured out if the library had any actual non-boring books, ones that weren't about people's personal lives.

The armory was locked with a key. It was locked with a key I didn't have. That meant no midnight weapon raids for me… unless I managed to get one from someone. William probably had an all-purpose key lying around somewhere.

Ronald and I stopped at a work table (I forgot he was still with me). On the table was a fancy card thing that read "Alecto," which was me! Underneath the card were my daggers. There were exactly as I had described earlier. Inlaid in the hilt were sapphires. Or they could have been blue diamonds. I knew that they were some kind of precious gem.

My death scythe was gorgeous.

There were some boot sheaths with my daggers and I put them on and slid the sharp objects, carefully, in. I stood there, hands on my hips, and felt awesome. I looked pretty awesome too. I was just going to have to figure out how you're supposed to use daggers. I'll google it later.

Then I was called to William's office. He spoiled my good mood with the whole dress code conversation. Then I realized I was going to be with Grell for the day and was happy again. We could reap a few souls then do whatever we want! I knew in my head that our day was going to be awesome. That's why I mentally labeled it "Grell and Alecto's Adventure of Awesomeness."

AN~ Here you go my pretties, don't forgot to review. I'll try to update as soon as possible. William must have been crazy sending Alecto and Grell out together. What havoc can they cause…