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Aster Vow	By : Elleyis Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 1134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler, aka Kuroshitsuji or any of the character there in. Black Butler is the property of Yana. I am making no money from this.

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Meena sat on the balcony enjoying a cup of mint tea. The smell of gardenias and roses wafting through the afternoon air helped to soothe her aggravated nerves. Her husband had gone riding with Trancy for the day and leaving her to herself. Letting out a small sigh the moody woman took another sip of her drink. If it wasn’t business matters that kept her husband away it was certainly that brat. Billiards, lawn tennis, golf, hunting for game, Alois Trancy seemed more concerned with having fun than making money. ‘Not like he ever had to worry about going broke,’ she thought. Still it seemed like the Earl hadn’t had guests over in a long time juding by the way he took up most of Harold’s time.
She grumbled. Things weren’t adding up. It had only been a week since their arrival but the mansion and its inhabitants were odd. The triplets were strange. They were always whispering to one another yet never spoke a single word to anybody. ‘Maybe they’re making fun of me falling.’ Meena wondered as she imagined the trio mimicking her Queen Victoria act and laughing it up in secret. “Jerks!,” she grit her teeth rather annoyed at her own groundless accusation.
Though what was really strange about them was the fact she never seemed to notice them. Like the time when she stumbled into an expensive looking vase and shattered it to pieces. The guilty woman quickly turned around intent on finding a broom to clear up the mess before anyone saw her crime. One of the servants swept the remnants up while the other two replaced the relic with a new one all before she could take five steps. A gust of wind passing along her cheek made her turn around to check the scene once more and there it was, a vase that was perfectly intact. The baffled woman thought it was an illusion and tried to touch it to make sure she wasn’t seeing things, but when she did the vase started to wobble. Luckily Timber held out his hand to steady it, and that’s when the Meena finally saw all three of them cleaning the corridor. “How did you, when did you? I… ” The look their faces was blank. Meena simply scurried off.
Or the other time when she got hungry and decided to go to the pantry on her own. Sure enough she found the place. Looking through a few cabinets she managed to find and down half a bottle of Chardonnay from the Strathbogie Range while singing old songs from her homeland. Joyous and drunk with wine she made a loud unseemly burp and sneezed, then she put the bottle to her mouth to take another swig. Meena made an instant spit take when Thompson handed her a napkin out of nowhere, dropped the bottle that Timber swiftly caught, and coughed harshly as Canterbury gently patted her on the back.
“How long have you been here?!” Meena choked out. One of they boys simply pointed to the clock. Turns out they were there restacking supplies and making preparations for tomorrow’s meals the whole time since she entered, but she hadn’t seen or heard any off them. Like there weren’t even there at all.
“Hollow,” she said aloud then she sipped her tea again.
The butler was even stranger. In fact every time he got near her she could swear the spot where her bindi was throbbed with pain and this happened quite often. After the first few days of complete bed rest her sprained ankle was good enough to walk on. Going down the stairs on her own was no problem despite constant dull throb. She just had to hold on to the handrail, but whenever she wanted to get back upstairs to her room the sheer number of steps thwarted her. Usually Harold or Hannah would assist her, if they were not present then one of the Triplets. But there were times when everyone else was busy and Claude took it upon himself to carry to her up the long stairwell. It was kind of romantic almost scandalous in a way, like in one of those heated novellas she would occasionally read to grow familiar with hobbies of English women. A dashing butler whisking a young woman off to her bedroom while her husband was away was something most ladies only dreamed about. However the second Claude lifted her up cold shivers ran through her body and the area beneath her bindi felt like it was on fire. She would almost jump out of his arms the moment they reached the final step.
Meena even swore she caught him whispering to a spider. She was in the library searching for a book at the time. The tall butler entered the room and was putting away several massive tomes. ‘How can he lift all those in one hand?’ she marvelled as she looked from behind a book case. Soon a brown tarantula appeared, crawled onto his legging, up to his shoulder, and down his arm to a gloved hand. Claude curled his finger and gently pet the hairy creature before setting it on the self.
Something else about him bugged her as well. His expression, it never changed. It was always calm and downright emotionless. ‘A teapot would have more personality than him!’ A picture of a teapot wearing a ribbon and tuxedo puffing out little clouds of steam popped up in her mind. The woman smiled at her funny daydream but then the tea pot vanished and image of an image Claude’s golden eyes entered into her head.
“Deadly.” She mouthed.
By far the strangest of all was the Earl. Aside from his snide remarks giving her the powerful urge to shove her heel into his pompous posterior and then thoroughly spank him, the boy had real problems. What she witnessed just a few days ago seem more like nightmare than reality.
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