Prompt: sled

Fandom: Black Butler

Characters: Grell, Ronald Knox, Will, Undertaker, Marian Médée Ambrosine (oc)

Story type: fanfic

"It's too cold to reap!" Marian moaned, her teeth chattering.

"Maybe we could pay a visit to Bassy's and warm up there!" Grell suggested, blushing as he fantasized about the ways which Sebastian could warm him up. Marian rolled her eyes and looked around.

"There's no-one here...who are we suppost to collect souls from? The air?!" She groaned, wiping the frost off her eyes.

"Look out!" Someone called out from behind them. The two reapers turnd around to see a group of children speeding towards them in a sled at breakneck speed.

"Sorry Miss, Sir!" one of the boys shouted.

"You will be if my face gets smashed in!" Grell growled "Then Sebby-chan will never look at me again!" He wailed.

"Aaah!"  they screamed as they were pushed over and sent toppling down the hill along with the sled. At the bottom, Will and Ronald were stood looking for the reapers who had been sent on a fake mission by one of the other reapers.

"Look out!!" They screamed at the reapers but they didn't move in time and were also pulled onto the sled.

"What do you think your doing?!" Will shouted.

"Us!? What are you doing here?!" Marian retorted.

"Looking for you!" Ronald butted in.

"We can reap souls withough help you know! We're not childre-TREE!" She screames as the sled headed towards a rather large oak.

"AAAH!!" The sled hit the tree with a thump and they were thrown out of the sled. A loud screach was heard and the children all huddled round something.

"What? What is it?" Marian asked them, looking over to see a squashed dead cat.

"We ran into him." One of them said sadly.

"This is the soul we were suppost to reap!!" Mairan yelled, swinging her sword around at Will.

"Stop that or I'll confiscate your death scythe!"

"Aww! Mon Petite Lapointe has lost her wepon!" Grell teased.

"Says the guy whos death scythe is a pair of scissors."

"We should hold a funeral for it," The child stated, inturuppting the feud.

"I can make a coffin for you!" The Undertaker smiled, jumping out from behind the tree.

"Wahh!" They cried and ran off.

"Lets go then," Mairan sighed.

"Yeah, too much hassle."

"I need my beauty sleep."

"I've got a party to go to."

"Bye!" The Undertaker waved as the reapers dissapeared.

~~Extended Ending~~

"What happened to the poor cat!" Sebastian gasped.

"It got hit by a sled of reapers." The Undertaker said.

"What?!" Ciel and Sebastian exclaimed.