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It was a good old normal day at the mortuary. Sebastian was out front at the counter, waiting for any potential customers, while Magnus was in the back having to deal with the bodies. This particular arrangement had been settled mostly due to their personalities and skills. While Sebastian might not be the most...sociable person- at least in Magnus' opinion- in the world, he didn't have Magnus' blunt nature of asking uncomfortable questions and somehow managing to keep someone there while he chattered on and on. Sebastian had the professional quality that Magnus did not.
When it came to the bodies, Magnus had mostly been dumped with the duty because he just wasn't very good at everything else. One would think he would be good with the papers, but his attention span got the better of him every time and he managed to mess them up. There were smaller tasks, but they ended up dumping them on their employee, Sophia, even if she was rather careless.
And so bodies went to Magnus. He was rather good at it. Of course, when Sebastian had gone and dumped it on him he had protested, claiming Sebastian would be better since they would need to pretty them up and as such an artist- Sebastian- would be needed. But surprisingly, Sebstastian turned out to be a wreck, whereas Magnus had the talent.
Magnus was currently hunched over the body of a rather young woman, brush in hand. "You know," he said suddenly. He was doing what he usually did- speaking to the bodies. He knew he wouldn't get a response, but he liked to speak to them. That and he was admittedly could be something of a chatterbox. "I think Sebastian is angry at me, miss. I'm guessing it's the fact I went to France for a few weeks and didn't bother to tell him. And then of course, I decided to not come back and skip off to Germany. But really, miss, it's not my fault!" he blabbered. "I just missed France, and I did manage to meet some of our kind there, all lovely people. And there was this one fledgling I met in Germany who was quite adorable, just eight years of age." he said, continuing to do her make up. "Right obsessed with the customs until I managed to get him to stop. Oh, and he thought it so odd how old I was. Probably because he was just a fledgl-"
However, just as Magnus was speaking, a burst of air came from the body, making it sound as though she breathing. Magnus instantly silenced, freezing immediately. His eyes widened and within a flash he had gone from the chair to the ground, his face showing a comical look of horror.
"Z-z-z" he stuttered, before managing to get to his feet and bursting into the front where Sebastian was. "ZOMBIE!" he screamed loudly.