Don't worry, it won't turn you into the Eiffel Tower!" I joked, "You can taste anything you like. I'm his daughter, and I'm in charge until he gets back." He didn't say anything and kept observing the different candies. I apologized, "I'm sorry, but he isn't here at the moment. May I speak with the owner of the store?" I tried not to make my panic noticeable.Ĭiel removed his hat and looked around the store, "Hello. Strangely, the man dressed in black with him was incredibly familiar to me. He looked exactly as he did in the newspaper a few months ago. "It's a pleasure to have you here, my lord!"įather said we had time before Ciel got there! But there he was, standing in front of me. "Welcome to Eat Me!" I smiled and froze when I saw them. I assumed it was a customer and rushed to greet them. If it had been Father, I would have heard his heavy footsteps. It was only me once again.Ī few minutes later, I heard the bells on the door chime. She nodded and hesitated before going back upstairs. You can run the store by yourself for a short while, can't you, Alice?" she asked. Take care of it!" He rushed back out the door. I don't expect him to come by while I'm gone, so do not worry. There's a shelf that's about to break, and I don't wish Earl Phantomhive to see it. We have to do everything we can to make a good impression. He nodded, "If not the first, then one of the very few he trips he's taken.
She gaped, "This would be his first return to London since he fell ill, right?"
At the same time, I thought, Earl Phantomhive is such a mouth full. "Hopefully not! I just heard that Earl Phantomhive, owner of Funtom, might be coming here today. Mother rushed, "Howard, what is all the commotion?" He stopped at the counter I was standing behind and called up the stairs, "Lillie! Come down here! I have something to tell you!" My father bursted through the front door, making the bells ring violently. I was finally allowed to work there again the month after my miraculous recovery. Not so much the finances, but I was good at running the front and helping customers find their way to the sweet they wanted. My house was on the second floor of the building. My grandfather started the store decades ago and named it after Alice in Wonderland. I was down in the candy shop my parents owned, Eat Me. I gave up on any thought that even a small part of it was true. I wrote down everything I could remember at one point, and I still had the book, but I had trouble picturing everything. I couldn't remember anything that had happened there.
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