Belle Adams Butler - Chapter 206

Barron continued to juggle on the branch of the tree with his arms stretched as he tried to reach for the apple that was up and high, as he believed they were more tastier than the ones that were down that could be reached by the pathetic mortals.

“Just a little more,” muttered Barron under his breath, his hand wiggling up and down to catch hold of the apple.

Deciding to take a step further, he moved towards the apple that was hanging up in the air but the branch he was standing had been pecked by the other birds that broke and fell down on the ground and Barron fell down along with it. The snow below the ground had been removed to leave the soil breathing, on which Barron rolled over, leading the rabbit to turn muddy and dirty.

“At least I got the tasty apple,” said Barron to sit up and start munching on the apple and even though he claimed it to be the tastiest apple from the lot here, he threw it before he had taken more than five bites from it, “Time to go back in and continue my duty of looking after the mansion,” he left the orchard and started to walk towards the mansion.

Barron believed he was the smartest and no one was there to catch him, not knowing that all this while during his performance and fall from the tree had been caught by the maids of the mansion.

“So much of dirt,” said Barron, dusting his hand across his stomach and then his bottom, “Thankfully, it is not the damn rain, raining from the sky to make it wet and slippery. Ugh, hate that,” said Barron to himself. He passed by the pillars to not notice the maids who had hidden behind it. And as he continued to walk inside the mansion, the maids looked at each other.

One of the maids was about to open her lips to speak when the other one next to her shushed her quietly as if the possessed demon would hear them. When Mr. Fluffs had walked far inside the mansion, the maid finally spoke,

“Was I imagining it or did you hear that thing speak?!”

“We should call the church priest right away! This demon is not only infecting the trees but is also walking around in the mansion without our notice. I thought the rabbit was exorcised, why is the demon back?” asked another one where no one had a reply to it.

“What are we going to do? Demons are not a good thing. It will attack and kill us without a second thought. Why is it even in Miss Belle’s rabbit?”

“Bringing the priest without Miss Belle or the butler’s word would get us in trouble-”

“But we will be killed by the demon rabbit!” said the other maid named Peyton.

“This is what we are going to do, capture the rabbit and keep it until the butler or Miss Belle arrives back home,” said Cassie, “Once they are here, they will know what to do about it. We only need to capture the rabbit somehow.”

The maids gave it some thought before they heard a crash come from inside.

Barron who had walked inside the mansion, busy cleaning himself back and forth off the mud which coated his fur now, he was going to walk up the stairs when a bee decided to come in front of his face.

“What are you trying! I am not a flower! I will burn you!” said Barron annoyed as the bee didn’t leave him and tried to settle on his face. While Barron was trying to move back and forth to get the bee off of him, the rabbit ended knocking the vase that was placed up in the stand to fall and break into many pieces, “That was not my fault. Where the hell did you go?” asked Barron searching the bee.

Barron looked at the bee angrily that had finally decided to leave him, he looked at the vase that had broken into pieces. And as he started to leave the crime scene as if it wasn’t him who had done it, he continued to walk until he noticed a couple of shadows that had started to follow him.

Did the spirits come to take home in the mansion again?

When he stopped the shadows stopped and annoyed that he was being followed, he turned around to look at the spirits but these were no spirits but the maids of the mansion who had broomsticks, shovels in their hands.

On one side was the demon-possessed rabbit and on the other side were the servants of the Adams’ mansion who carried different weapons not knowing how to capture a demon.

“Catch it!” said one of them and then started the chase of catching the little stuffed rabbit toy which tried to wiggle its way out from the hall but the servants covered every part and corner to make sure that they would catch the demon and burn it in the fire!

“What the fuck do you think you are doing!?” asked Barron.

“The demon speaks!” confirmed the other maid that had Barron give a look of shock.

“You can hear me??” asked Barron.

“AHH! The rabbit is talking to me!!” screamed the maid.

Barron couldn’t believe that the mortals were able to hear him speak and he stood there in shock. This was not supposed to happen. He was a creature of death who was dead. Was he perhaps losing himself in this land of the living? Was he going to perish!?

Before he could take a jump, one of the maids put a net around him and hit his head with the shovel they carried like they were dusting an old pillow.

By the end of the time, Barron who was still trying to process things decided to give up and get caught in the maid’s hands.

According to him, it was willingly.