Belle stared at the two Grim reapers who had shown up at the front door. What were they doing here? Sure as hell Lucas and Belle didn't write out an invitation for them to make their appearance known here.

"May I help you?" asked Belle, her voice calm while she was internally suspicious if they found out about the other Grim's location. Not to forget, Barron still had the same aura since the time he had left the land of the dead. If Lucas was going to get dragged back because of Barron, Belle would personally drag Barron along with her to retrieve Lucas back.

The short Grim reaper put his hand in his coat, pulling out a card to hand it over to her, "Is this the Adams' mansion?" he asked her.

"Yes," she answered, and she looked down to notice the name Edgar and Moore written on it. It was the same invitation she had used to send it to other guests. How did they even get hold of it?!

"We were invited to celebrate Christmas. Why do I feel I have seen you before?" asked the shortie and Belle pursed her lips.

"I feel the same," answered Belle. She wanted a peaceful night. Why were these two Grims showing up now? They could show up tomorrow, but today she needed some peace.

The tall man stared at Belle, and she felt too small in his presence. To get inside through the door, he would need to bend his head and then get in, thought Belle to herself.

"Aha! I know!" said the shortie, "You were in that dancing class," and Belle didn't look amused by this, "Well, anyways. We were invited here, and we brought presents."

Belle was trying to figure out what to do. Lucas had told them to behave normally. She wondered if kicking the guests away from here was considered to be normal or if she was supposed to let them inside, by being the kind-hearted person.

She finally took a step aside, pushing the door to make more space and said, "Please come in," she offered, and the tall Grim bowed his head after taking his hat from his head and then placing it back. The short person was the first to step inside, too proud to say a thank you, he went ahead. The taller Grim was the next one to get in, and all that time, Belle who had placed her hand on the door had sent out whispering spells to create an invisible wall for the Grims that started from the outer side of the garden.

She finally closed the door and followed them. She wasn't sure how bad the situation was going to be if they found out that there were other Grims in the mansion. Belle had to recount again- Lucas, Barron, Greed, Baltimore, Edith and then these two Grim reapers. Out of the twelve Grims, seven were right here. It might be good enough to say that the Adams mansion had turned into a Grim's hangout.

The taller man when stepped into the hall said, "Look, it's Edith, Edgar," and the short man turned to look for the woman.

"It looks like you have a good rapport with your teacher," came the comment from Edgar and Belle smiled.

"I like to be everyone's favourite. Can I take the gifts?" she asked, eyeing the two wrapped gifts and it made her curious as to what was in there.

"Hmph," harrumphed Edgar to hand over his gift to her, to be followed by the tall man who handed over his small gift to her, and Belle took it.

"Is there something you would like to drink? Let me get the butler to fetch you something, please do take your seat," Belle tried to be hospitable and she then bowed her head to leave them.

The tall man stared at the girl, to hear Edgar ask, "You see something?"

"She looks like a kind girl. What are we doing here?" Moore asked, "We don't celebrate."

Edgar rolled his eyes, "Of course, we don't. But the mortals do. We might catch some scent in here. One of them must have passed. It is quicker to pick the smell in the crowd. I can feel my nose tingling," saying this, he scrunched his nose while sniffing the air.

Both the Grim's were seated next to each other and Edith who was looking around the room noticed them. She raised her glass with a faint smile on her lips, "It is indeed going to be a very pleasant night. So many Grims and creatures," she murmured under her breath.

"It looks like a normal vampire household. Too many vampires," commented Moore with a bland voice and his expression appeared to be dull, almost dead, "Do you smell something in the air?" he asked.

Edgar continued to sniff until he said, "It smells like home."

Belle, on the other hand, had quickly gone to the kitchen, "They are here!" she said to Greed. Barron was busy with Hector, and Lucas was playing the piano, "The two people. Short and tall," hearing this Greed who had his back against her as he was doing something, turned to look at Belle.

"What are they doing here?" asked Greed.

"They got an invitation. It was addressed to them," replied Belle, to look at the door of the kitchen before turning back to see Greed, "They must have manipulated the invitation."

"Are we going to drag them up to the secret rooms?" asked Greed who had pulled out his scythe.

"No, Lucas asked to behave normal. I don't think they know that you guys are here and maybe we can send them away without having any fight. Not this soon at least. Can you put the scythe away!" she said to see his scythe disappear, "There are blood tea and other refreshments. Just go and serve them, you will know if something is up."

Greed cracked his knuckles and fingers. Without another word, he took the blood in glasses and walked out of the kitchen.

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