"Bad! Very bad reaper!" Barron scolded Greed who had tried to get Barron using his scythe, "Is it the guilty conscience? Mhmm?" asked Barron and Greed didn't hold himself back and hit the scythe against one of the vases that crashed straight on the ground.

If there was one thing Barron had understood along with Belle, it was that Greed was sensitive when it came to Lucas. Barron moved aside when Greed's scythe went to hit the portrait in a loud crash that broke the glass frame that covered the painting.

"You have quite some mouth on you, don't you?" asked Greed, rotating the scythe in his hand.

"That I did from the very beginning. It didn't know you didn't notice it until now which is understandable because you have your eyes on," Barron moved his two fingers to point to his eyes and then at Greed.

This earned another crash in the hall. The maids who were in the kitchen came quickly outside in worry that there was another creature who had broken into the mansion in the absence of their Mistress and the butler. They came to see both Barron and Greed who were trying to keep their distance from each other while also attacking each other that had resulted in broken vases and shards of glasses on the ground.

"What's going on?!" asked one of the maids, Cassie with her eyes wide because after another, another object fell down.

But Barron and Greed were busy taunting and speaking to each other, "How does it feel being stuck in a little boy's body? First, a toy and then a foolish boy suits you well," Greed responded back and Barron gritted his teeth before smiling. Barron picked up his own scythe and used it against Greed who dodged it effortlessly, "Even your attacks are clumsy. You should go back to being that dirty rabbit."

"Who are you calling rabbit, love-struck boy!" Barron looked mad at the fact that Greed had called Mr. Fluffs dirty when Barron had taken so much effort in cleaning and keeping him clean, "Take this!" Barron continued to hit his scythe at Greed who tried to keep the little Grim away from him but Barron was like a persistent housefly that kept coming no matter how many times it was swatted.

Greed though who looked or tried to be composed had the same boiling blood of the reaper which was similar to Barron. It had been two days since Lucas had left with the girl and so far there was no news about them. He wasn't bored enough to indulge himself in the fight but Barron had been poking him about Lucas.

"Come here, you little piece of shit!" Greed's scythe moved near Barron but Barron dodged it. He disappeared and appeared next to Greed and bit into his leg, "I will kill you, fucker!"

"Serves you right for calling me a child!" Barron responded back.

The maids stood there staring at the two Grims who were creating a mess in the hallways, breaking everything and anything that was around them. At this rate, it wouldn���t be just the earthen pot they had to worry about but there would be a litter of mess because of these two childish Grims.

"What are we going to do?" asked one of the maids, looking at each other.

"I didn't know the death reapers could be childish," whispered another without being too loud.

"Please stop!" asked the other one as loud as she could but Barron and Greed didn't hear it. Having no choice, the maid started to walk and the scythe that was about to reach her stopped an inch away from her face whilst the maid had her eyes closed.

"What do you think you are doing?" Barron demanded.

"Stop destroying the mansion!" the maid pleaded, looking at both the reapers who stared at each other before their scythe disappeared in the air. The maids didn't know how they would fix what happened here, "Please."

The other maid gulped and moved one step after another while taking a pause in her footsteps to say, "We need the earthen pot in here. Could you please go to the market and buy it?"

After the maids' request, both Barron and Greed stepped out of the mansion to go to the nearby market. Reaching the shop, Barron picked up the earthen pot and started to leave when the shopkeeper stopped him,

"Where is my money?! Stop taking the pot!"

"Who is this imbecile fool?" asked Barron, wondering who had dared to stop him from walking. Turning around he looked at the man coming out of his shop and placing both his hands on his waist.

"Give me the money and then take the pot. The pot costs four shillings," said the man raising his hand forward to show four fingers as Barron was a child right now.

"What money?" asked Barron, being oblivious that this man thought he had money to offer.

"No money? No pot!" the man came forward and took back the pot Barron was holding. Barron, not liking the item he had picked after a lot of thought as all of them appeared to be the same, snatched the pot back to his side.

"This is mine," claimed Barron.

The shopkeeper gave the small boy a surprised look, "You don't pay, you don't get to take it," and when Barron took a couple of steps back to reach where Greed stood.

Greed gave the man a bright smile and said, "My brother is a very naughty child. Please take this," he said giving out the coins, "Thank you," and he started to usher Barron out of the market.

"Why are you pushing? And why are we walking so fast?!" questioned Barron confused.

"Shut up and keep walking," said Greed in a hushed voice. Barron was confused as to what was going on and he quickly started to sweep his eyes around the market before he noticed a tall looking man standing in the corner of the market.

"Why does he look familiar? Oh, wait! Our fellow brother Grim!" and just as Barron said this, the reaper who had been standing turned his head towards Barron and Greed, "Oh no..."

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