Belle Adams' Butler
Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
The soul- Part 2
Belle took the stuffed rabbit back in her hand, where Barron had been stuck for weeks. Like Greed she also shook the rabbit's body but nothing happened. She received no response from him. She was sure she had stopped the reaper on time before his scythe could come in contact with Mr. Fluffs body. If Belle had her heart right now, it could be heard beating loud out of worry. She pressed the rabbit's hand but there was nothing as if it was nothing but a piece of a stuffed doll.
"Barron?" Belle called his name.
After knocking the mighouls unconscious, Lucas and Rower arrived at the room where Belle and Greed. Lucas looked at Belle who held the rabbit in her hands, "He's not responding anymore," she said to him.
Lucas moved closer, taking hold of the rabbit, Rower turned around to notice the death reaper who stood there like a statue, "I didn't know Beezlebee was helping Winston."