“Hurry up, master! Carry those boxes like your life depends on it. If you drop even one box you’re in for a heap of trouble!”
Ritsuka gingerly laughed in response, earning her a harsh glare from Elizabeth. She carefully tucked the box full of golden apples and saint quartz in her arms then placed them under the fountain.
“That should be it, I think?” Ritsuka rummaged through the apples, checking each and every one once they were in order.
So far, each apple was in its own crate as well as a detailed label specifying the type of fruit and their recovery rate. Courtesy, thanks to Da Vinci. Separating the apples proved to be a smart move on Da Vinci's part as it was far easier than simply mixing the fruits in one big pile.
“Good, good,” Elizabeth checked off the last item on the list. “All that’s left is to clean the area and then we can call it a day.”
“Okay,” Ritsuka dusted off her hands then stood up, “So, I just need to sweep this area here right?” She pointed at the dirty floor level covered in scraps of paper and wrappings from last year's Halloween party.
Elizabeth gave a quick nod, prompting Ritsuka to reach for the broom.
To her surprise, Elizabeth snagged the broom out of reach from Ritsuka's hand.
“You already caused enough trouble,” Elizabeth shook her head sighing, “Let me take care of this. Take a seat and wait for me.”
“Oh...sure thing. I’ll be there in the corner if you need me.”
True to her word, Ritsuka stood on the sidelines, watching the other servant sweep the dirty floor. Thankfully, it didn't take long until she was finished. With that out of the way they were finally done for the day, leaving the two with ample time in their schedule. The fruit apples were accounted for, the floors were cleaned and the necessary farming materials laid piling in the back.
Elizabeth walked up to Ritsuka like they promised, however she stopped her and pushed her back down on the seat.
"Oh no, you don't. Sit back down, master."
"Aren't we leaving?"
Elizabeth scoffed, "oh, we are but you're not leaving this room."
"But…"
"Geez, read the room will you?" Elizabeth leaned down, circling her arms around her master's neck and chuckling audibly, resting her head on Ritsuka's shoulder. "Who says we need to leave so soon?"
"Someone might come in…" Ritsuka protested, trying to fend off Elizabeth's advances to no avail.
"Nope, not a chance. I locked the doors inside out so no one's coming in…or out, including you."
"Really? You didn't have to go that far, Elizabeth."
Ignoring her last statement, Elizabeth firmly hooked her fingers on the front of her master's uniform, pushing past the zipper and moving her fingers past the litter layers, exposing her collar.
Elizabeth nuzzled her head against the crook of her master's neck. "You smell good, master."
"Thanks, it's a new perfume I'm using. Do you like it?"
Elizabeth nonchalantly shrugged, "Do whatever you want. By the way, master?"
"Yes?"
"Close your eyes," Elizabeth mumbled, adjustmenting her legs on top of Ritsuka's lap. "Or else, I'll punish you.
Ritsuka's eyelids closed, and a moment later, she felt the faint touch of lips brushing past her own. Ritsuka bent her head, allowing Elizabeth easier access to her neck.
"Trick or treat, master."