A dark life part 3

Dark had lived in the morgue for a few days now. She had watched Undertaker, learning his habits, what he ate, where he slept (she finally found out after so much searching), his likes and dislikes, everything as far as she knew. She never gave up much information about herself though.

Undertaker seemed to enjoy letting her find out these things, as if it were a game. Multiple times he had scared her by simply waking up and stepping out of his coffin. She made a point not to be in the front room around the time he woke up. But she enjoyed her stay.

Undertaker had been watching her as well, but she had been hiding her secrets very closely. He didn't pry though. He enjoyed her company well enough, quiet and hesitant as she was.

She learned quickly, as she already could stitch up a body on her own, and she seemed to enjoy the job almost as well as he did. It was an improvement for the shy girl, though she did not speak much and her English was as hesitant as ever. He always giggled when she stuttered, it was just so cute, and it would follow with her blushing and looking down. But she seemed to have gotten used to him getting close, which he was relieved about.

Dark sighed as she watched Undertaker work, his talented hands working quickly and easily over his 'guest'. She lay on top of a coffin and stared at the ceiling. A cobweb stretched across a little part of the ceiling, a fact which irritated her to no end. She would have to get it later, when Undertaker wasn't looking. She looked over at the mortician and realized he was finished. He looked back at Dark and walked over.

"My dear, I'm going out for a few little errands~ Do you mind staying here and fixing up a few of our guests?" Undertaker asked, looking down at the girl. He was pleased when she nodded, with a mumbled "Ano." He figured that meant yes; for she said it every times she nodded to a yes or no question.

He would have to ask later, maybe even learn a bit of the language from her. He giggled and patting her head, which she looked happy about. He smiled and began to walk towards the door, but just before he left he felt arms hug him from behind.

As he turned to look, he saw Dark running quickly toward her room and disappearing. He giggled and grinned. "My, my~ Maybe we're better friends than I thoouuught~." he chuckled to himself and left the morgue.

Dark sat in her room. She hugged him. She couldn't believe that she had done that, but she had felt a little panicked at the thought of him leaving the morgue for a bit, and felt the need to be a bit possessive. So she had hugged him. She did not wait to see his reaction; she was too nervous to hang about, and too embarrassed.

She sighed and let her ears pop up and let her tail free. She listened to hear if Undertaker had left. Finding he was gone, Dark emerged from her room and proceeded to figure out a way to get rid of that damned cobweb on the ceiling.

She had contemplated how to get rid of the web for a few minutes, before actually dragging coffins and piling them on top of each other. She huffed as she jumped on top of the pile, grinning victoriously as her tail twitched. With one swipe of her hand, she destroyed the cobweb and laughed. "Got you! Dostal jsem tě, ty malej bastarde!" she said victoriously. She jumped down and washed her hand, her ears flicking happily. Once she had washed her hands, she began to take down the coffins, dragging them and apologizing to the corpses inside as the coffins made a dull thud on the floor.

During that entertaining moment, Undertaker was finishing his errands. He made his way back to the morgue. He entered, and spotted Dark dragging coffins around the room. He paused, amused by the scene until he spotted two very interesting details of his new assistant. Cat ears, and a waving cat tail. He noticed her look of surprise and horror. That's when he began to laugh.

Dark was terrified. H-he saw! Her ears and tail! Oh shit! What now?! She was beginning to panic until he started laughing. Then she was hurt.

Apparently it showed on her face, because Undertaker giggled and said "I'm sorry, my dear. I couldn't help but laugh. They're so adorable you see~" he fell into another fit of laughter and Dark stared at him in dumbfounded shock.

Adorable? She let go of the coffin and blushed. "A-adorable?" she mumbled shyly.

Undertaker giggled. He walked to her and nodded. "Veeery~" he finally stopped giggling and looked down at her, "If you don't mind, may I~?" he asked. She looked surprised, but nodded. He reached out his hand and touched one ear. So soft… he began to rub the tip of the ear, and she blushed, giving a slight purr.

He grinned and sat down, pulling her into his lap. He rubbed her ear some more and she purred louder. He grinned and stopped, and she made a small complaining noise before blushing badly and jumping up off his lap.

Dark was blushing crimson at her own actions. She had to admit, she did like the attention, but when he stopped, she had almost begun to beg for him to continue. That was just too embarrassing.

After she had calmed down, she sat slowly sat next to him on the coffin. Undertaker smiled at her and rests a hand on her head. "Now do you mind helping me with a few of the guests?" Dark nodded and stood with him.

Undertaker chuckled. "Such soft ears~" he giggled. That made her blush again, which put him into another fit of giggles. She looked shy and embarrassed, which only added to the cuteness. This could make her stay veeery interesting.