I WISH I OWNED KUROSHITSUJI!
Lizzy's Contract
Ya know, I'm kinda disappointed in you CeilxLizzy fans. In the VERY small handful of non-yaoi Ceil fics out there, nobody thought to make one about Lizzy getting a contract? Honestly. (And if you did, I'd love a link to it) Well, here is MY take on what happened after season 2.
Chapter 1- Her Maid, Accepting
"Accepting my contract means you are now unable to pass through the gates of Heaven." A dark, but somehow, warm, feminine voice called through the dark chamber hall where Elizabeth Midford lie on a table.
"I'm aware of what will happen," The girl said quietly. "And I and willing to accept it."
"Very well. Your curse mark will be on your left palm. We have agreed to the Maid Aesthetics, correct?"
"Correct."
"Very well. It is time to wake up, my lady."
"Wait. For breakfast, I'd like mint salad with salmon!"
"Yes, my lady."
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 8:00 in the Morning
The curtains of Lizzy Midford's bedroom were opened quietly and tied to the wall.
"It is time to wake up young mistress." A calming voice muttered to the girl. Lizzy's jade eyes opened and she sat up, stretching.
"As you requested last night, your breakfast this morning is a mint salad with thinly sliced, baked salmon. We have the choice of scones, tea biscuits or two small fruit pies on the side. Which would you like?"
"The fruit pies, please!" The girl smiled. "This morning's tea will be Full Moon Drop in the Cheshire cups you had shipped here from South Africa. Will that do?"
"Yes! Those cups are so cute!" The girl squealed as a cup was set down and a hot brown liquid was poured in. Lizzy inhaled deeply and said,
"Mmm. It smells amazing!" The woman in front of her nodded, her jet black hair complementing her amber eyes and navy blue maid uniform.
"What is my schedule for the day?" Lizzy asked.
"You have a dance lesson at two o'clock and a chess lesson in approximately one hour. Also, Alois Trancy has sent over a footman saying he will be over tonight for dinner." The small girl sighed.
"I can cancel your plans if you wish to look for Mister Phantomhive." The demon said opening Lizzy's dressing cabinet.
"No. I wish to wait until I have a clear schedule, just for one day, so I don't disappoint anybody."
"Is there a dress you wish to wear today, young mistress?"
"Yes, the blue one I wore boating with Ceil." The demon pulled a blue dress and a hat out of the closet and set them both down on the girl's bed.
"Do I have the clothes I had previously at the Phantomhive manor back yet?"
"No. Would you like me to contact Mey-Rin and tell her to bring them over?"
"Yes. And tell her she can stay for dinner, so she should wear something nice. And she should bring Bardroy and Finny! And they should look nice too!"
"Yes, my lady." The woman said, bowing and slowly walking out of the room. Lizzy stood from her bed and walked over to the small table that held her breakfast. She put the fork in her mouth and chewed slowly. She smiled.
"Mmm! This is a good as it looks!" She said, before taking another forkful of food and putting it in her mouth. Her left hand was unconsciously closing in and out on the circle with a flowered star in it, a slight pain seizing through her fingers each time they touched the mark. She was wincing a little bit less each time she did so, which meant she was getting used to the small twinge of pain. She pulled a pair of white gloves with small heart designs woven into the bottom of the cuffs out of her top dressing cabinet drawer and slipped them on. She walked over to her bedside table that held her tea and picked up the small white cup that had the Cheshire Cat from Alice In Wonderland on it. She inhaled again before smiling. It's going to be okay Lizzy. You'll find Ceil. Sarah will help you. She thought before taking a long, slow sip from the cup.
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 8:27 in the Morning
A knock came to the door.
"Enter!" A tall woman will long blonde hair walked into Lizzy's room.
"Oh, good morning mother!" Lizzy chanted before taking another sip of tea from her Cheshire cup.
"Good morning, Elizabeth."
"Mother, you know I prefer to be called Liz-"
"That is invalid!" Her mother cried.
"What?"
"Elizabeth is a fine name!" A sigh escaped Lizzy's lips.
"Mother, I do believe we've had this argument before. Can you please get to your intended point?" The blonde's mother coughed slightly and straightened her posture.
"Right, right. It's about that new maid of yours. She is scaring the other members of the house; staff and noblemen."
"What's the problem? Sarah hasn't done anything wrong, why are you being mean to her?"
"She is your maid dear, it is out of place to order around someone else's maid unless direct permission is given," Her mother began to say. "However, I AM your mother. I am allowed to order you around without direct permission. And I'm ordering you to get rid of "Sarah" or whatever that woman is called." Her mother said with a slight, "humpf."
"And as your daughter, and Sarah's master, I refuse to let her leave. She is MY maid, and you CANNOT tell me that I have to get rid of her." Lizzy finished, also with a "humpf."
"Fine. Your maid must only be a maid. She will TELL the cook what to make you for your meals, NOT make it for you. She will launder your clothes, NOT buy you new ones."
"Mother, I believe you are confused as to what a maid is." Lizzy taunted. Her mother's brow furrowed, even farther than Lizzy thought humanly possible.
"Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford. You are NOT allowed to-" A sharp rap came to the door.
"Enter!" Lizzy said, happy that this conversation with her mother had been brought to a halt.
"I have come to collect the dirty dishes." Sarah said smoothly.
"That's fine." Lizzy said over her shoulder.
"Am I interrupting something?"
"Yes."
"No."
"Very well." Sarah said, setting down the plate, silver and cup before walking over and beginning to make the bed.
"I said we were in the middle of something." Lady Midford told the raven haired woman.
"But my young mistress said otherwise, and I answer to her and only her unless I receive direct orders saying otherwise." The woman said, fluffing a pillow and setting it in the correct position on the girl's bed.
"Also my lady, you have a chess lesson in seventeen minutes." Sarah said, placing Lizzy's nightgown on a hanger.
"Thank you Sarah. Mother, I must prepare for my lessons." The girl's mother frowned and huffed out of the room.
"What is wrong with your mother? Is she sick?"
"I don't know. Maybe she's mad about me not being engaged to Ceil anymore."
"Well, you had to break it off, the boy died." Sarah said, pulling Lizzy's hair back into it's four pony tails.
"He didn't die. I spoke, no I DANCED with Ceil the DAY that card said he "died" and nothing was out of the ordinary."
"That is strange. Nobody had seen him for a few days since the scene at the Trancy manor?"
"Nope. That was his last day. THAT was the day he died. Alois Trancy had nothing to do with Ceil himself dying. That part was Alois' maid, Hanna Annafellows. Alois had been killed by HIS demon butler, Claude Faustus. He merged Ceil and Alois' memories and gained a contract with Ceil. But, Ceil's butler, Sebastian Michaelis came in and killed Claude and I think Hanna. At least, that was the story Alois told me last time he was here." (A/N: Alois is a demon too, (at least in here, anyway) for all you peoplewho don't know that.) A large noise came from the grandfather clock on Lizzy's wall.
"I believe you have a chess lesson, young mistress."
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 9:00 in the Morning
The man sitting in the parlor of the Midford mansion was a man of little words. Most of Lizzy's learning came from playing actual games and when Lizzy was about to do something that would cost her the game, the man would say a few words and they would start the game over. Of the forty-some odd games the two had played, Lizzy had won the game only twice and even then, the man had given her a few pointers along the way. Lizzy's pawn went forward two and the man's king's knight moved from it's position and took it. Lizzie pulled out her queen's bishop and the knight fell. Minutes later, it was the man's king, queen, one bishop and two pawns against Lizzy's three pawns, a king, a queen and a rook. More minutes passed and Lizzy had taken his king.
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 12:02 in the Afternoon
"This afternoon's lunch will be Victoria Pound Cake with lemon and orange slices on top, served with a Pork Roast, cooked with a light French wine. Your tea will be Earl Gray served in the Blue Plated China." Sarah said, setting down a cup and a few plates. Lizzy picked up a fork and licked her lips hungrily.
"It looks great, Sarah! And the cake is adorable!" Lizzy exclaimed. "Let's see how it tastes." The fork cut off a piece of the pork and it went into her mouth. Lizzy smiled.
"A little on the chewy side, but other than that, perfect!" The fork went soaring towards the cake.
"Mmm! It tastes amazing!" Sarah nodded and said,
"I'm glad you enjoy it. Master Trancy will be over at four o'clock and Mey-Rin, Bardroy and Finnian will be over around four thirty. Your dance lesson is in one and a half hours and dinner will be served at six o'clock."
"That's perfect! And for dinner, surprise me!" Lizzy exclaimed, digging her fork back into the cake.
"Yes, my lady."
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 1:58 in the Afternoon.
Lizzy turned the handle of her dance lesson room's door and walked in.
"Good afternoon, lady Elizabeth!" A voice cooed from inside. Her dance teacher, Miss Dana, loved to listen to music while doing anything, and kept a gramophone in every room of her house. She also had one in her carriage and five in her cellar in case she lost one, or five.
"Good afternoon, Miss Dana." The woman smiled.
"Are we ready to pick up where we left off?"
"Yes!" Lizzy said, standing from her chair and pulling on her gloves.
"Why are you putting on gloves?"
"I like these gloves. They're so cute!" That was Lizzy's excuse. If anybody asked about the gloves that she usually never wore, she'd simply say they were cute, as everyone in England knew, Lizzy Midford LOVED cute things.
"They are!" Miss Dana turned on the music and told Lizzy to step one way and then the other.
August 31st, 1889. Time: 3:07 in the Afternoon
"Here is your afternoon tea, my lady." Sarah said, setting down a cup and a plate with a scone on it.
"Thank you!" Lizzy said, through a mouthful of scone.
"Mister Trancy will be over in fifty five minutes and the trio from the Phantomhive manor will be over in one hour and twenty five minutes. Would you like be to begin preparations for dinner?" Sarah asked, refilling Lizzy's cup.
"Yes!" Lizzy said, reaching for the teacup.
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 4:06 in the evening
There was one thought that crossed Lizzy's mind when she was with Alois Trancy. Gingerbread. She didn't know how he did it, and she really didn't care, but when he was around her, the teenage demon smelled like gingerbread.
"It's so nice to see you Lizzy!" Alois said, wrapping the girl in a bear hug.
"Hello, Alois."
"Soooo, how have you been!"
"I got a new maid. Sarah!" On cue, Sarah came down the stairs with a platter of tea and cakes.
"Alois, this is Sarah Angelo. My demon contract." Lizzy could see Alois' eyes widen.
"Sarah. Is that what they're calling you these days?"
"Until my contract is complete, that is my name." Sarah said with small bow.
"Wow. I never thought "Sarah" would be the type of girl to take on a contract, MUCH less the Maid Aesthetics. That's why I stay single, not burdening myself with contracts."
"Trust me, in six hundred years, you'll be taking contracts."
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 4:34 in the Evening.
Mey-Rin, Bardroy and Finny stood at the door, all dressed as best as they could.
"Hello!" Lizzy yelled, crashing into the three of them. Alois stood at the top of the stairs, smiling. She really has grown since I danced with her at my Halloween party. He thought.
"Mister Trancy! It's nice to see you, it is!" Mey-Rin called up to the blonde. Her dress was black with silver accents, probably a gift from "Sebastian" before he left. Actually, Alois guess that all of their clothes were gifts from the demon. Finnian and Bardroy were in suits that fit them perfectly, so they couldn't have taken them from Ceil Phantomhive's closet.
"So, how've you been, shorts?" Shorts was Bardroy's accommodated name for Alois since he was always wearing short shorts.
"Oh, just wonderful." He said, crossing his arms slightly.
"Hello Master Trancy!" Finny's happy voice screamed up. Alois started to descend the stairs and Lizzy came up with the Phantomhive servants. Mey-Rin had curled her hair lightly and then clipped her bangs back with pin shaped like the Phantomhive crest.
"You may wait in the parlor until dinner is ready." Sarah said, showing the five of them to a room full of books.
"Mey-Rin, you might want to be careful so you don't trip." Lizzy said, snatching the glasses of the the ex-assassin's face.
"P-please give those back, Lady Elizabeth! I need them!" Mey-Rin yelped, grasping for her glasses. Her eyes caught something and she threw a sword from the wall towards a figure sneaking around with a box.
"Ahhh!" The man turned out to be the man coming with the teacups that Mey-Rin had just threw a sword at.
"I'm sorry, sir, I am!" The redhead yelped.
"Without her glasses, she can't see." Bardroy said, snatching them out of Lizzy's hands. The lenses were already gone and Lizzy said,
"There! You still have the frames, all you need are the new lenses!"
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August 31st, 1889. Time: 9:38 At Night
"Goodnight, young mistress. Do you have a suggestion as to what you will have for breakfast?"
"No. Surprise me, just like you did at dinner! Yum!"
"Yes, my lady."
There's chapter 1!