Chapter 9

"What would you have done if I was still bathing?"He put the keys in his pocket and walked toward me."I would of assisted you" There was that smirk

again."Your assistance is not needed nor is it wanted" He picked up the ribbon with the bell and started tying it around my neck. "You almost forgot this" He

stepped back to admire the collar like ribbon."I didn't forget about it, I simply wasn't going to wear it." I walked around him towards the door. He in turn

followed and quickly caught up to me as we left the bathroom. "You will be assisting the other servants with their work, you will spend one day with each to

see where you will be most useful." I looked around the hallway we were walking down.

"Not many pictures eh?" "The master finds them to be a waste" I frowned, there should at least be small paintings or something. "What a boring hallway" I

muttered as we came to what appeared to be a kitchen. My nose twitched when I smelled something burning. Sebastian suddenly stiffened and sighed. He

opened the door to find the man named bard with a flamethrower in his hand and a very burnt chicken on the table. "Hey Sebastian I cut the cooking time

down to three minutes" Bard laughed. "You burned the whole thing…If someone ate that they would get very sick…" I said quietly. "Anastasia will be assisting

you for the reminder of the day. You are to prepare lunch and dessert as we are expecting a quest today." Sebastian turned to me and whispered. "If there

are any mistakes you will be the one to blame." with that he walked away to do god knows what. I looked to bard who was having a battle with himself on

what to make. I sighed, it had been a long time since I had made human food. I walked to the pantry and looked at the ingredients they had. "The kid sure

likes sweets huh?" I asked bard. "Yea, the young masters got quite the sweet tooth."

"How about we make something simple?" "oh, like what?" I glanced around before grabbing the ingredients for spaghetti. "We can make garlic bread and

meatballs to go with it" "But what dessert would go well with that?" Bard didn't look pleased with my choice. "A crape? Or maybe just ice cream?" "Good

enough I guess, lets get started." We began working on lunch. I had to stop bard from doing unnecessary cooking methods about five times. Time flew by and

soon it was time to serve lunch. Sebastian entered the kitchen right as the clock went off. He looked around and grabbed the tray of food. "Good job bard,

nothing is burnt" "Well I am the cook for a reason" He said with a confident smile.

(I am so sorry for not posting any new chapters for awhile. I have writers block so I stared reading other peoples stories to get back in the mood of writing. I am sick right now though so chapters will be slow. I am once again sorry)