A Grim Reapers Daughter (Black Butlers Undertaker x oc)

29: A human party, With mask

I just had to choose this dress, I mean it looks like it's raining stars.

Victoria's POV:

"A masked ball?" "Heeheehee that's what the invitation says." I slouched in my seat. "But I don't have a dress for—" "don't worry my little vampire reaper, leave that and the accessory's to me," he said. "I think you mean Nina Hopkins if that's where you're going," I said. "Now I gotta go dad, hopefully there's not so much on my to-die list." "Come to my parlor when you've collected all the souls," he said. "Got it."

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Undertaker's POV:

"Here are her measurements, I'm sure you can design her a dress for tonight, Nina." She was angry, what is it with this woman and men? "So you say she's going to the Phantomhive Masked Ball tonight . . . Well I guess I can stitch something up for your daughter. Her black hair as dark as the night, and your silver . . ." It was happening, her dress visions. "Got it!" She said.

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Ding.
"Undertaker, I'm here." "Heehee right on time as always," I said. I was waiting for her behind my desk with two boxes. "What's in the boxes?" She asks. "Look at the sizes and guess, hehe or you can just open them," I said. She just went and opened the little one. Two earrings and a ring. "Oh these are gorgeous," Victoria said. "And the ring fits like a glove."
"Hehe, now look in the big one," I said. She shook the box then smiled. "I know what it is." She sat down on a coffin and tried on the shoes. "Do they fit well?" "They fit perfectly dad." "Gyhehehe oh good because I saw them on display and I thought they'd look beautiful on you haha." I started banging on the desk.

Victoria's POV:

I put the shoes back in the box. "What's so funny?" "Gyhehehehe because when the lady gave me them for free she said, 'if they don't fit no takesis backsies' hahaha." Lunatic. "Well I'll go now, I'm gonna get my hair done." Thank god my nails are fine. I went to the door but he blocked me. "The jewelry and the shoes aren't just why I told you to come here," he said. "I make my guests look beautiful, but I've never been able to make you look beautiful." ". . . Ok but just the hair." He had a big smile. "Great, so I'm thinking curly."

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We got to the Phantomhive manor and after a quick bath Nina arrived with the dress and accessories. "You can open your eyes now," she said. A night blue with so many jewels sewn on it that they were raining down. I had no words. "Nina Hopkins does it again," she said to herself, posing with her fist in the air. "Now sit down it's time for makeup."

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The hair, the dress, the accessory's, and the mask—silver with a big jewel where the forehead is—I was ready. "You look like a painting brought to life." I turned to the door. "Dad." Undertaker was in a suit and tie and his eyes still covered by his hair. "Why aren't you wearing a mask?" "Hihi, maybe I am and maybe I'm not. Now come on, the party's downstairs."

🎭at the party🎭

So many mask in different shapes and colors. Couples had mask that looked the same. Yet when someone comes in they look at how you're dressed, then they look at your mask. When I walked in all the shapes and colors got quiet, but thanks to my ears I can hear them.
"Who is she?" "Who cares, look at her dress it's exquisite."
"It looks like a starry night." "Who's her escort?" "Isn't he the Undertaker?"
All this whispering about me was giving me a headache, I was so glad the Earl was coming. "You came how wonderful," he said. "Well how can I say no to a Phantomhive invitation." Even the boy wasn't wearing a mask, he just had his eyepatch, the butler on the other hand was in a mask of red and white. "Please sit," he said.

We sat at the same table at the last ball—only this time the decorations were a little darker. "So Lord Phantomhive, why a Masked Ball, and where's lady Elizabeth?"
"Mother daughter issues," the butler said. Dad started chucking then I hit him with the fan. "I see." "As for the ball, well it's been a tradition in my family to throw one once a year ever since my grandmother threw hers," the lord said.
The picture flashed in front of my face, I had to blink three times and I leaned back in my seat. "You don't say." "Yes, I remember when I was a child I saw my father getting ready for his. I couldn't go into the ball room that night because it was an adult party." "Hehehe I think I was there," Undertaker said. I hit him with the fan again. "Why don't you go get me a drink before I dance dad," I said.
"Speaking of dance, I hope you'll offer me one," the Lord said. His butler tried to laugh then he gave him a look and he stopped. "*cough* Pardon me, I'll go check on dinner it should be starting in a moment."

🎭after dinner, dessert, and a few dances🎭

Oh no, here comes Lord Druid, Ciel—If I can call you that—where are— "Pardon me, Victoria, may I have this dance?" Oh there you are. "Of course." The boys head is up to my chin . . . Could be worse.

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"Hehehe so how was the dance?" Undertaker asked. "*sigh* I wish these weren't open-toed shoes," I said. "I'll be out on the balcony." I took the fan and started fanning myself. "A lovely night isn't it?" That voice, I turned around. "Not a star in the sky, probably because it's on your dress," the butler said. "I guess soo." I stopped fanning myself, it was cold even by a vampires standards. "Are you having a good time, Victoria?" When he said my name it didn't feel right . . . It felt dark. "Yes uh, Sebastian was it." I started rubbing my shoulders. "I should go inside." I felt eyes on me. When I was finally at my table I was about to sit down, then he came this way. "Pardon me, but would you care to waltz?" "Me, and you, dance?" "Yes, the last dance with a song sung by Irene Díaz the opera singer," Sebastian said. I looked around and not a single long strand of silver hair. Dad where are you? "What do you say, the last dance of the night?" My vampire side was telling me to sit down and wait for dad. But my reaper side was telling me to have at him and maybe figure out if he's more than a butler. My hand was hesitant twice . . . But the third time I took it. "Don't try anything," I said.

Cliffhanger😈