"Aw. Isn't that cute." Miguel singgered.

Wait. I don't have time for this.

I threw the doll at Miguel instead and he caught it. "Thanks..." he muttered.

"Natsu. You need to take this job seriously. Mortal souls are not your playthings." I warned them. My tone strict. Anything they did would reflect badly on me because I was their guardian.

"Maybe you should follow your own advice then." Miguel quipped and I sent him a heated glare, but he just continued to grin like an idiot.

Mine was different. It was just one soul, but this idiot had no regards whatsoever and just did as they pleased.

"On to the matter on ground now." I turned away from them and walked to where Miguel was seated with my arms crossed over my chest. "Natsu, did you find anything unusual?"

"Yes. there has been an unusual influx of unaccounted souls that don't belong to this realm. It's not certain where or how it's been done, but I have reasons to suspect that whoever is responsible for this must have had access to your book." they relayed the information to me in a single breath and I didn't know the frown on my face could go any further than this, but it did.

Every grim despite their name has a role in which they must handle. Miguel orchestrated and harvested souls of famine with the realities, Natsu took account of the number of souls and made sure none cross their own realities into another. I over saw War, Alpine over saw Plagues and diseases, a befitting role if you asked me. Rhea over saw infant deaths, and the twins, Pride and Gluttony...well, we never really spoke about them.

"That's not good." I muttered, tapping my finger against my arm impatiently. "And Miguel?"

"I can't prove Alpine actually stole the book, but my sources have confirmed his been in contact with a certain Dragon monarch." his smile only reiled my temper up even more.

"What is that old bag of bones plotting now." I muttered.

"Dragon? Ah yes." Natsu slammed their fist against their palm as though they'd been Struk by lighting of remembrance. "I was able to track the waves of the dark magic to an isolated crest in the side of a mountain, but I was not able to get close enough to confirm that your book was actually there."

"Of course you couldn't get close. It was a security measure I set up so no one could get their hands on it to avoid something like this from happening."

"It must not have been very effective then-"

Ruhu leaped out of my shadow and took off Miguel's head with a single whip of its tail and the head rolled to my feet. I kicked it to Natsu who caught it with a small yelp.

"Let me think." I cupped my chin in my hand as Miguel's head looked at me with a dry smile.

"I think she's starting to warm up to me." Miguel said, but Natsu who was still holding his head disagreed with the sloth.

"She decapitated you. Why do you keep provoking her?" they asked with a small pout on their face.

"That's just her love language." he swooned. His headless body walked over to where they were and picked up his head.

"One day, I think she'll actually turn you to dust." Natsu warned, but the Archgrim of sloth dismissed it with a hearty laugh.

"She and I were meant to be. You'll see, one day she'll finally realize just how much she loves me and then on that day, I'll pull her close to me, kiss her, and take her in the best way possible that she'll feel alive!"

"Uh--" Natsu squeezed their face in disgust, "I think you could have spared me the details of your twisted fantasies." they spat.

"Huh? But I did." Miguel patted their head, but they swatted their hands away.

"I bet you use that hand for disgraceful things." they hissed.

Miguel didn't argue with them instead they smiled, confirming Natsu's fears.

"Ew! Are grims even capable of that?-"

*ding*ding*ding*

AN: Art block hit my harder than my sister.