A/N: These are a compilation of doodles/conversations my friend and I have had over the past couple days in Philosophy class (when we really should have been paying attention). She was Ciel and I was Sebastian. These were so amusing I decided to write them out and post them. The title of this is Kuro no Tetsugaku, which is Japanese for Black Philosophy, so kind of a play on the title of the series the characters are from. This is all pure and total crack, so please don't take any of it seriously.
I also now realize that yoga was totally formed in ancient like India or something, so don't go bashing on me for that. It was a morning class and I said the first slightly witty thing that came to mind. There are a few references strewn throughout these. An obvious one would be to the Hot Kool-Aid video on YouTube and others to the cosplayers PhantomhiveService, especially their bloopers. Their bloopers are the best things in the world. XD Anywhoozle, enjoy!
*chibi Ciel is drawn*
Ciel: I'm Ciel…. Rawr, scary pirate child!
*chibi Sebastian is drawn*
Sebastian: Bocchan, it's "argh" not "rawr".
C: Screw you, manservant.
S: When and where, Bocchan? When and where? ;)
C: In the library with the candlestick.
S: Oh don't say that, Bocchan. I'll like it too much. XD
C: Calm yourself, manservant.
S: Then stop threatening masochistic things to a demon.
C:… Your hair makes you look like you're in a boy band.
S: Well, this form was made to suit your needs, so what does that say about you?
C:… I like Justin Bieber. And Selena Gomez. Love her weird face.
S: *gasp* Bocchan… I thought I raised you better than that.
C: I don't pay you to think.
S: You don't pay me at all. Not yet anyway. *smirk*
C: I'm really a girl.
S: I know. I wash your naked body every night.
C: There are websites for guys like you.
S: Well, you're too incompetent to wash and dress yourself.
C: I am not incompetent.
S: Oh you are. It was in the manga AND the anime. You can't tie a bow or button a shirt.
C: I have arthritis.
S: You're twelve years old, Bocchan. You do not have arthritis.
C: Juvenile arthritis.
S: Bocchan, I know you do not have arthritis. Stop being in denial. I can always teach you how to tie a bow and things like that.
C: I can do it myself just fine!
S: Prove it. Now.
C: …I have a yoga class.
S: Bocchan… yoga hasn't been invented yet. I don't think. And I'm your private tutor anyways.
C: You're right.
S: Bocchan… I think you just invented the idea of yoga.
C: Oh I was agreeing with you when you said you don't think.
S: Very mature, Bocchan.
C: I'm twelve!
S: You tell me all the time you are not a child anymore. Make up your mind, Bocchan.
C: Shhh, manservant poptart!
S: Ooh, what flavor am I?
C: I have yoga. Shut up, manservant. *leaves* I HAVE ARTHRITIS!
S:…