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Fandom Black Butler Time!

"That would be fun!" He starts walking towards the door and opens it, "Like I always say ladies first." He smiles at Serephene waiting for her to walk through the doorway. "Can't wait to teach you guys."
 
Serephene steps outside and waits for Grayson. "I'm not good at design, so I might be a...difficult student." She can't understand the concept behind such things--it was always Amy who picked out her clothes and did her hair as well as other...'fashion' things. At least Amy would be a great student.
 
Grayson shuts the door quietly again trying not to disturb anyone. "You'll do great, I'm sure of it." He smiles at Serephene as he starts walking in the direction of the manor. " Why don't you tell me a bit more about yourself on the way there?"
 
Serephene had been praised before, but this time, it affected her more than any other compliment. She smiled to herself as she walked alongside Grayson. Serephene tensed a bit as she walked. Talk about herself? She was the worst at that. "Uhm...what would you like to know?"
 
"Don't really know, just anything really." He picks up his speed. "Like what's your favorite color, or favorite food?" He slows down a bit. "Of course I could always say mine first."
 
Matching Grayson's pace, she thought. "I would say I'm quite fond of the color purple, as well as blue." She pauses before asking, "What about you?"
 
"I absolutely love violet." He keeps on walking seeing the manor in the distance. "Many of the shoes I make are violet. And just to cut to that chase, my favorite food is Tuna."
 
"I consider violet part of the purple category," Serephene said. "Amy and the others consider my hair a violet." Seeing her home, she sped up a fraction, though she wouldn't be able to keep up that speed. "I'm not sure about my favorite food...though Leon says that I enjoy things that have flour in it...and I enjoy noodles as well. Oh, and Leon is the best cook in the house." She smiled, thinking of Leon's amazing desserts.


(for anyone wondering: this is Leon)

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"Yeah, I'd see your hair as violet." Grayson picks up his speed matching Serephene's pace. "Noodles and Tuna sounds really good together." He smiles at her again. "You have your own cook, that's amazing!"
 
"He was hired by my parents," Serephene admitted. "But I see Leon as a friend, as I see everyone else. During your stay, you can have free meals, too. I love Leon's cooking as much as I love desserts--it's simply amazing."
 
"You know, you are one of my favorite costumers ever." He picks up more speed now practically running. "You must have a lot of friends, must not get lonely."
 
"Ah...thank you..." Serephene was surprised by that certain compliment. She held down her ragged breathing and replied, "Not really...I only stay with the people I live with. They're friendly, though, which I'm very grateful for. It took us a while to warm up to each other."
 
Grayson does a quick last sprint and he bursts through the front gate, "Looks like we're here!" He looks back to Serephene. "Hey, are you okay? You look worn out."
 
Serephene bent over herself slightly, her breath shallow. "I-I'm not good w-with...vigorous a-activity..."


"Miss!" a voice called, and Lacie raced down the steps of the manor. "Did you run again?"


"A-A bit." Serephene straightened herself. "I'm fine now, though."


Lacie gave a stern look. "You need to be careful!" she scolded. "Anyway, some inside with your guest." She gave Grayson the brightest smile she could manage. "I've heard about you from Amy--very nice things." She turned to lead the two to the manor doors, which were currently open.


(Sorry for the many pictures, but I'm a bit lazy at describing people....Here is a pic of Lacie--)

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"That's good, I guess." Grayson starts walking behind another one of Serephene's friends. He looks behind and sees Serephene still standing there. "You coming?" He smiles widely.
 
Serephene huffs out a breath, inhaling sharply. "A-ah, yes." She quickly rushes after Grayson, casting a smile in his direction. She walks into the manor, immediately looking around for Amy.


(I'm going to sleep now~)
 
Pearl leaps from the roof of the house and lands on her feet on the ground before stretching. "Perhaps I will explore this town a bit more." She says to herself, her lips spreading into a pointy smile. She pushes the glasses up on her nose and puts away her weapon before sprinting away towards a large manor. On her way her body transforms, her eyes turning into a normal shade of brown and her teeth becoming normal. Her weapon disappeared and her clothes turned raggy. When she reaches the manor she smirks and walks towards the door where she saw a boy, and a girl had just walked in.
 
(So sorry for extremely late response)


Grayson slowly shuts the large door behind him which erupted in a great creaking noise. It was sadly starting to drizzle outside and it was quite gray. He could sense someone was out there but he just ignored it. "So where's Amy?"
 
Serephene caught her breath in time. "Amy!" she called, looking for her friend.


The said girl nearly flew down the steps and tackled Grayson in an embrace. "You're back!" she sang. "Are we getting to our lesson soon?" she asked, eagerness written all over her face.
 
Grayson nearly falls back from the embrace. "We will get to the lesson soon." He smiles pushing her away. "Do you own a tailoring room of any sorts?" He asks observing the beautiful Manor.
 
Amy jumped up. "Yes!" She turned to Serephene. "Can we use the clothing room?"


Serephene nodded, still out of breath. "S-Sure."


"Come, this way," Amy said, turning on her heels and walking up the steps. "I don't know if we have shoes, though," she admitted.
 
Grayson followed Amy up the steps as he grabbed Serephene's wrist. "Now don't get exhausted on me." He laughed as he playfully commanded her. "I have a few bits of leather in my pockets, so we'll be fine."
 
Serephene was pulled along by Grayson. "I-I'm okay," she said, slowly regaining her oxygen. She smiled at Grayson.


Amy stopped in front of the door on the second floor. "Here we are," she announced, tapping the door. "We have a lot of cloth in here, and I use it to sew designs." The girl opened it to reveal a room lines up with hundred of different fabrics.
 
Grayson stared in awe at all of the cloth, soon letting go of Serephene's hand. "So where would you guys like to start?" He asks as he walks into the room touching all of the exotic cloths.
 
(This is the dress; I kind of picked randomly since it was too much of a hassle to look for a drawing of a dress on the Internet)

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"I'll let you decide," Serephene said to Amy, who nodded.


"I would like to see if you like any of my designs," Amy said, walking towards a stack of paper. She handed a colored one to Grayson and whispered, "I want to make Serephene a dress for a party...and I want to know your opinion about it."


(Sorry if this post is messed up; it's hard to work on mobile)

 

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