#aka lunny is a menace to the maids and 100% pranks them

[valleynix]

How would the maids react to seeing lunny once they are finally able to physically be with reader?

AKDBAKDBS WAIT I LOVE THIS

imagine you’re a maid, right? you’re walking down a corridor by yourself, on your way to finish some tasks for one of the daughters. you can’t remember who asked it of you, but you continue, anyway

someone else is walking down the hallway on the opposite end, and you barely lift your head to glance at them. they’re tall, and it looks like they’ve got a big, dark cloak and a hood over their head? must be one of the daughters passing by, so you’d better keep your head down to be respectful, lest it’s Lady Cassandra in a bad mood

she hasn’t really had those in a while, but it’s better to be on the safer side. you really didn’t feel like losing a finger this evening

the person passes, and when they do, they let out a small chirp

confused by the noise and wondering if you heard it correctly, you pause and lift your head, your brows furrowing

another chirp, this time almost like it was made in delight

you’ve never heard that sound from any of your bosses before. purring, buzzing, growling, hissing? yeah, those were pretty normal. but this sounds like a bird-

your curiosity wins, and you glance over your shoulder, eyes wide when you see the other person has stopped with you, standing only a few paces away. they do wear a cloak and a hood is over their head, obscuring their features, but-

oh. oh.

who the fuck-

when the new person lifts their head, you would swear you see that little bird that has your bosses completely entranced. same skin tone, same golden eye (eye??), same hair, if only a little more ragged, same features-

what the fuck? what happened to them? weren’t they smaller and didn’t they most definitely not have wings when you saw them a few hours ago?

their head lifts further, their chin tilting up to reveal more of their features as they grin, showing off their sharp teeth. their arms are hidden beneath their dark cloak, but the large wings behind them start to spread and you see something black with multiple eyes nested on it on the right side of their face-

a voice calls out somewhere behind you, one you are, unfortunately, familiar with. you don’t know what they’re saying - always speaking in that language you’ve never really picked up on - but the way they smile at you as they approach-

no. no. you did not have a death wish. you’re a little more curious as to who-

wait. there are two of them.

there are two of them.

they speak with each other in that strange language as though they were mere siblings lightly arguing with each other as you stand near them, flabbergasted. one looks human, just as you’d suspected, but the other is monstrous-

you can’t really think any more on it. they both turn and walk down the hallway, already having forgotten your existence. you don’t move for several minutes as you wonder if you’d seen anything at all - you’d heard from the others that little bird had powers over one’s mind - but you know what you saw

or maybe you don’t

blinking several times to clear your head, you turn back around and continue down the hallway, brows furrowed deeply in thought. you reach your coworkers eventually, and when you ask if they’d seen another version of that person you all sometimes take care of, they all shake their head no

hm. maybe you’re just going crazy. oh, well