{.o9} {Memories: ღ: Tweedle Dee}

The maid fairly tolerated her co-workers. Most of the other faceless servants were fairly industrious and presented no real problems. She held similar feelings for the role holders. Elliot was very loyal and dependable, and she absolutely adored the twins. Despite their sadistic tendencies, she thought of them as such adorable children! Who wouldn't think such a thing about them?

But when they were in their adult form... oh lord have mercy.

The maid shivered as she recalled her time with Dee when he was separated from his brother on that one rare occaision... blood burnt her very cheeks as she tried to focus her mind on her cleaning duties.

She grimaced when she realize that was completely impossible. She couldn't possibly be able to erase their time together from her mind. It was as if they were engraved into her head, dominating all thoughts coursing through her mind. Even the scars weren't even fully healed. It made her feel even worse that she even volunteered the clean the Tweedle's room. Was she truly that masochistic?

'The chances of seeing Dee are very low,' she assured herself. 'He's probably with Dum right now...'

That is... if Dum wasn't busy arguing with that financer about the twin's salary.

She honestly envied that woman's resolve and general personality. She was one that could not be easily swayed; in fact, the faceless regarded the woman as having great skill in persuasion.

If she had to choose one aspect of her that she undoubtedly envied?

It was the business woman's immunity to the twins - regardless of their age and form. She was the only woman who was able to withstand both forms with relative ease (if she was susceptible to their charms, then the girl commended the business woman for hiding it very well).

The young maid wished she was able to develop such an immunity... especially around Dee. It would have certainly have helped her in moments such as these.

"Whatcha doin'?" The faceless girl froze in her sweeping duties and slowly turned around, meeting a pair of cerulean.

She felt her clock heart tick at an incredible pace as she merely stared, surprised by Dee's sudden appearance - in his adult form of all things.

She snapped herself out of her staring to lamely reply, "C... Cleaning the rooms. What are you doing here? Where's your brother?"

"Dum seems even more adamant on convincing that finance lady to listen to him. Apparently, he's sore about her tricking him, and he wants revenge or something." A devlish smile curled at his lips. "I guess that's alright, but it just leaves me with so much free time." His hand suddenly captured hers, bring it up so he could place a velvety kiss. "And you have no idea how happy I am to see you. We could have loads of fun like the last time... You do remember, right?"

She swallowed hard, desperately trying to cling to her wavering resolve, her sensibilities. They all simply seemed to evaporate from her mind as a warmth erupted underneath her skin, a shudder of anticipation ripping through her.

"So, maid..."

She remained perfectly still, her nonexistant eyes locking onto his hooded blue eyes than to his perfectly shaped lips, watching as he leaned forward in pace that was tortuously slow. She knew this was her last chance. She should stop him, push him away while she held a remnant of sense.

Sadly, her mind could not possibly think clearly. Her body seemed to call out to him, pleaded for him in ways she never yearned for such a man. To her misfortune, she was nothing like the Hatter's finance woman.

"Would you like to make a new memory?"

Then it was all too late. This visceral need swallowed her logic into a haze of lust and passion when he captured her lips.

Another sequel to Wonders of the Heart: the Company drabble.

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