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It was dark, the only source of light being from the various flashing lights decorating various different rides. William had convinced himself that the pounding music was slowly bursting all their eardrums. 23 minutes, then the fair would close for the night. Then the reapers could finally sleep. They were currently sitting inside the tent, fighting to keep their eyes open.
"I don't know, his ear's just... missing." Jessie explained. His legs were crossed and he held a cola snow cone in his hands.
"Rabbits often bite each other's ears off, in fact rabbits tend to eat their young's ears." William explained. "There are very few veins at the bottom of rabbits' ears, he should be fine."
"So you don't think we should take him to the vet?"
"No, you should keep an eye on him in case it gets infected, but other than that you should just leave it. A vet would give you the same advice and charge you for it."
How long would you say it takes you, on average, to realise you are sitting stroking your dog - who has snuck up beside you, knowing full well he or she is not allowed on the furniture. The same thing happened to Sebastian, though this was with Grell who was laying on his legs. Not only that, but the demon had found himself patting the reaper's head. Sebastian slid carefully from under the sleeping reaper and laid him on the grass.
A sleeping reaper was much less hassle, he thought.
21 minutes, and they could sleep. Well, first they'd have to hide themselves from the guards, but it was all worth it.
27 minutes - they were running late. It only took Grell and Alan a few minutes to fall asleep, but it took William much longer. It didn't comfort him knowing that the only people who would be awake were three demons and the Undertaker - no-one understood his sleeping pattern. He just laid still. Quiet.
"So... Sebastian."
"Yes?" Sebastian looked up when the younger demon called his name. Evangeline and the Undertaker had gone in search of materials littered around the grounds to use as makeshift quilts, leaving her apprentice Jessie behind with Sebastian.
"What's going on with these people?"
"You'll have to be a little more specific."
"Okay." Jessie sat beside Sebastian crossing his legs. "Is there something going on between the red one and the one with the glasses?"
"I wouldn't know. I doubt it. Don't ask them. They will reap you. Or rather the 'one with the glasses' will."
"I bet they'd make a cute couple." Evangeline commented as she and the Undertaker returned to the tent with various leftover materials in their arms.
William gasped and batted away the material that was tossed upon him. "Do you mind."
"Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to eavesdrop?" Sebastian asked, standing over him with a smile.
William sat up and picked up his glasses from beside him. "I wasn't eavesdropping, you were talking loudly."
"Can't sleep?" Jessie asked. "Come now, if you can't trust three demons and a retired reaper, who can you trust?"
William adjusted his glasses.
"That should keep you warm, by the way," The Undertaker said, "it is the middle of Winter, after all. Wouldn't want you catching your death out here, now would we?"
"He's kinda cute." Evangeline commented, laying on her side facing Alan's sleeping form. "In a cheek-pinching sort of way."
"You look like you're going to collapse from exhaustion." Sebastian said in a manor that conveyed not concern, but something.
"I don't trust you."
"Do you trust me?" Grell asked in a tired voice.
"Please don't make me answer that."
Grell huffed as he sat up, crossing his arms. "Sleep! You need to be awake and alert tomorrow if our plan will work. Not to mention you look adorable when you're asleep."
William sighed, knowing the red reaper beside him was right. Wait, how long had he been beside him? "You're right." Though he hated to admit it. He settled into the most comfortable position he could find on the uneven ground.
"Dead right I am."
"Grell?"
"Yes?"
"How do you know what I look like when I sleep?"
Silence.
"So Bassy..."