-Yea, I don't own Kuroshitsuji or MCR-
Randall slammed a sliver tray, with a letter on it, onto the cherry wood desk, making the teenage girl behind it jump up with a start.
"Good you're awake," Randy smiled while Jessie glared daggers at him. "You have a letter from Queen Victoria."
Jessica only mumbled a threat and opened the letter. She read the letter silently and slammed it down in rage.
"Who the hell does she think she is?" Jessica practically screamed. "Do I look like I want to have a stupid ball in my honor?"
"I honestly don't see a down side to that." Randall commented.
"That means I have to wear a frilly dress and corset!" She roared. It was true; she was wearing one of Ciel's old outfits (Hemmed to her size, courtesy of Randall, of course). Being a "Phantomhive" does have its advantages. "Oh I also have to go investigate a murder or something." She threw the letter to Randall, who caught it skillfully. He opened it and also read it.
"Hmm, interesting…" Randall murmured, causing Jessica raise an eyebrow.
"What is so interesting?"
"Did you even read this?"
"Who are you? Where am I?" Randall gave her a bored look, and started to explain the letter.
"It seems there is a strange string of murders as of late," Randall explained to the teenager, who was now twirling a piece of short brown hair. "But there are no details in this letter; we'll have to go to the murder scene."
"This is how we like to do it in the murder scene, can we settle up the score!" Jessica sang loudly making Randall growl in frustration.
"Honestly, do you have ADD?" Randall whispered with a twitching eyebrow, causing Jessica to chuckle.
"I finally hit a nerve!" She cheered while throwing her hands up. "And yea, I do have ADD. So are we going to a murder scene or what?"
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"And who are you?" Arthur snarled at Randall and Jessica as they approached the murder scene.
"I'm Jessica Phantomhive," Jessica answered cockily. "And this is my butler, Randy. We're here to take a look at the crime-"
"Not another Phantomhive!" He snarled. "Get out of here; I don't care if you were sent by the Queen!"
"Oh, we got a badass here!" Jessie laughed while leaning on Randall, obviously still tired.
I wonder if she's sleeping well, Randall thought to himself.
"I will NOT have another Phantomhive stealing the glory again!" He practically yelled at her. She didn't flinch.
"You call that yelling?" She chuckled. "My mother does a better job than you." He growled and she straightened up and turned on her heel. "Whatever, we'll get our info elsewhere."
-x-x-x-
"You sure we can get info here?" Jessie asked skeptically while eyeing the sign that read "Undertaker".
"Unfortunately, yes." Randall nodded grimly. Randall opened the door for Jessica as she walked in. A lean man with long silver hair, dress all in black, greeted them.
"Ah, welcome, welcome," He greeted with a rather eerie voice. That's when he took note of Randall. "Well if it isn't little Randy! Still tampering with time I see?"
"And you're still playing with death?" Randall's eyes narrowed and gestured Jessica to stay close. The Undertaker laughed at said gesture.
"Aw, there's no need to fear my presence." The Undertaker disappeared. He laid a hand on Jessie's shoulder from behind, making her jump and whip around. Randall put his right arm in front of her, glaring daggers at the ex-Shinigami.
"Don't you dare touch her." Randall growled darkly, this cause the Undertaker to laugh again.
"Still not sharing you toys, Randy?" He chuckled. He looked through his bangs, to gaze at the brunette. "Is there something you needed, my dear?"
"We need details on the local string of murders." Randall stated simply.
"I do not believe I was speaking to you."
"When you speak to my mistress, you speak to me," Randall then felt two soft hands on his arm. He looked down to see a sight he never thought he'd ever see; Jessica was looking up at him with concern, plea, and even softness. He's never seen her like this. Women confused him.
"I can speak for myself." She stated while pushing his arm down. She looked to the Undertaker. "I need info on the local murders; I'm the new head of the Phantomhives."
"I can see that." He chuckled. "Randy here has always had a strange interest in the Phantomhives."
"Enough," Randy growled in annoyance. "Will you help us or not?"
"Well, of course!" The Undertaker smiled. "I'll do this as a favor for you two."
"Thank you," Jessica replied while shooting Randall a look.
"Please take a seat," The Undertaker gestured to a nearby coffin. They both took a seat on said coffin while Undertaker sat on another not too far away. "Yes, what a wonderful murders these have been! It seems that all of the victims are male, so hard to work with though. But I've been able to make them beautiful once again."
"Please go into detail," Jessica said tiredly, leaning on Randall. Randall hesitantly rubbed her arm.
"Yes, of course. Each one had their necks broken, their throats cut out. They have their lungs, kidneys, and hearts missing also. They also have a rather important part of their body missing…" He led off into chuckling.
"Obviously a woman," Jessica stated with a sleepy smile.
"Their bodies are also found tied to the back of cows." Undertaker continued.
"Is that all?" Randall asked testily; he was worried that Jessica was about to fall asleep. Randall stopped for a moment, he was worried about her?
"Yes, that is all." Undertaker replied with a smile while all three of them stood. Jessica and Randall walked through the door as Undertaker told them to come again.
"Tied to cows? That's weird…" Jessica whispered tiredly, putting all support on Randall.
Randall finally stopped and scooped her up in his arms. She made no objection, as she was about to fall asleep anyway. She was asleep by the time he was at the carriage. He laid her in the cart, following soon behind. He leaned forward and folded his hands, letting them rest on his lips.
"What's wrong with me?" Randall whispered to himself. "Why am I so worried about you? You're the reason I'm in this mess." He ran his hand through her hair but withdrew his hand quickly. "I can't let myself get attached to you, not again."
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Victoria: AHHHH! I'M SO SORRY~!
Vicky: You're an idiot, you know that?
Victoria: *Hangs head down* Yea, I figured it out along the way.
Vicky: Yea, whatever. We don't own the line "This is how we like to do it in the murder scene, can we settle up the score" It belongs to MCR (My Chemical Romance).
Victoria: It's from one of my favorites songs by them, "Give 'em Hell Kid".
Vicky: Yea, right next to "Planetary (GO!)" and "Bulletproof Heart".
Victoria: But my all time favorite is "NA NA NA".
Vicky: *Eyes speciously* you're not going to break out in song, are you?
Victoria: Who me?
Vicky: *Shakes head* Anyway, can you guess what's going on?
Victoria: We're always changing my mind so yea.
Vicky: If you have any ideas at all for future cases, let us know in a dear review.
Victoria: NA NA NA NA-
Vicky: Review, please, or Victoria will keep singing.