Book of Reapers - The Intro Skit

Ion City Public Library,


Scarlet: *walking up to main desk* Excuse me, I wanted to submit this application-

Santeri: *looking away from cleaning his glasses* Aren’t you one of the demon slayers?

Scarlet: *looking tired* Yes sir, I am.

Santeri: *finishes cleaning and puts glasses back on* Then why are you applying here?

Scarlet: Because I want a more stable, part time job so I can get married.

Santeri: Killing demons doesn’t earn you enough?

Scarlet: It earns me some, but I need a little more so I’m stable.

Santeri: *eyes her* ...Your man’s lazy, isn’t he?

Scarlet: N-No! He has a very high paying job, thank you! I just want to pull my own weight.

Santeri: *now amused* Because you’re pregnant, right?

Scarlet: *turning to leave* Never mind, I’ll find a different place to-

Santeri: Calm down, I’m only teasing. *looks over her application* Geeze, can’t take a joke?

Scarlet: This is important, ya know?

Santeri: Yeah, yeah… *clears throat* I’ll give this to my boss, as I’m only a part time employee myself.

Scarlet: Was about to say… You look younger than me.

Santeri: I’m sixteen, and training to be a death scythe blacksmith. *flips through a book lazily* I just needed a job to pass the time.

Scarlet: How charming. *holds out hand politely* Scarlet Sutcliff.

Santeri: *shakes hand* Santeri, but I can’t tell you the last name due to copyright infringement.

Scarlet: …What?


*It’s been official a month since the defeat of Sebastian, the return of Diamond, and the storming of demons into Ion City. Demon attacks have increased, but not enough so that the three demon slayers Alice C. Spears, Rose and Scarlet Sutcliff are busy. Instead, they’ve been forced to still actually care about simple matters like college and work.*


Sutcliff Household,


Scarlet: *returning* H-Home.

Grell: *in living room, polishing death scythe* Hello darling~! Did you get to speak to the manager like you wanted.

Scarlet: No, but I’m a little afraid to work there now. There’s this really weird employee...

Grell: Consider your finace and then really ask yourself if that employee was weird, my sweet.

Diamond: *busy playing with magic in the kitchen with Rose* Abel doesn’t seem that odd, love.

Grell: *pointing up to make a point* He uses coffins as book shelves!

Scarlet: They were a gift from his father!

Rose: Look Scar! *makes a pink bubble form and float before Scarlet’s face* Isn’t it pretty? Mother taught me how to make it!

Scarlet: *offering a smile* A bubble?

Rose: Yes and no. *snaps fingers and the bubble pops, suddenly the strong scent of bubble gum filling the room* It’s an instant, super strong air freshener!

Diamond: *shrugs to Scarlet* Simple spells first, then the hard ones will come later. Do you want to learn some?

Scarlet: *shakes head* No, but thanks. I’m more of a reaper like Father.

Grell: *points into the air again* My minnie me!


The Undertaker Household,


Naomi: *laying back in kitchen chair* I love Saturdays…

Undertaker: *smiling and taking out a tray of cookies from the oven* Because it’s baking day, biscuit?!

Naomi: Yeah-

*crying interrupts her*

Jewel: H-Hush, Isaac. *cradling baby in her arms as she walks through kitchen into the hall*

Undertaker: Oh, my youngest isn’t too happy~!

Naomi: He really cries a lot. Did Abel and I do the same?

Undertaker: No, not really. You giggled and wanted to play. When you did cry, it was over serious matters, my dearie.

Naomi: What about Abel?

Undertaker: Oh, he’d stare off into space and giggle, and then suddenly look murderous or serious for a few seconds… and then start giggling again.

Naomi: Didn’t he want to play?

Undertaker: Yes, but Jewel was against the type of play he wanted. I didn’t mind it, but your mother knew best. *as Jewel walks in with a still sniffling Isaac, Undertaker hugs them* She still knows best!

Jewel: E-Easy with the baby!

Undertaker: *takes baby and twirls around with him in his arms* Oh, hush little one! I don’t want you to grow up whiny and the like. That wouldn’t be fun.

Naomi: We should make him his own coffin, Papa!

Undertaker: *grinning at her* What do you think his cradle is?


Spears Household,


William: *knocking on bedroom door* Alice, it’s awful quiet. Are you alright?

Alice: *in bed* No… I have a fever. *points to medicine on her nightstand* I’ve already taken the necessary medication.

William: Why didn’t you inform me you’re sick?

Alice: Because I threw up on my way to tell you, and had to clean it up. That made me feel worse, and so I then decided to bedridden myself for the better good of my own health.

William: Clean up your… Alice, you shouldn’t have done that. I could have, while you got back into bed. Do you realise how much moving around can do to you while sick?

Alice: Yes, I read several articles from textbooks and the like online when I first started to feel ill.

William: *walks in and puts hand on her forehead* Quiet, just...quiet. Go to sleep, and keep your mind relaxed. No stressing it, understand?

Alice: *coughing* Yes, Father.

William: *looks around room and finds her favorite plush toy* Here.. *grabs plush pigeon and nestles it onto her shoulder* He’ll keep you comfortable.

Alice: *sickly* Did he tell you he would?

William: Yes, he did.


Sutcliff Household, Again


Scarlet: *answering phone* Hello, Sutcliff Residence, Scarlet speaking.

Vivaldi: Hey, flamer!

Scarlet: *smiling* Yeah, Vi?

Vivaldi: ...Wanna go to the movies? Something big’s about to go down there!


The End,
More Vivaldi in the next skit. I’ve missed her, along with the person who inspired her...