This is purely a creation of my own mind. No matter how much I don't want it to be...

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji! Only the...weirdness of this story...

I woke up in the Phantomhive manor. 'Wait...how did I get here?'

Leaving the room I was in, I walked down the hallway. I found the stairs and walked down them. I looked around, 'It's quiet. That's odd. It's normally loud.'

I heard footsteps coming towards me. My first instinct was to hide. "Ah, I see you're awake, Miss Deray."

I looked over towards the source of the voice. Standing there was something that had probably scarred me for life. Ciel Phantomhive was wearing a dress that came down to his knees. Well, that wasn't as mentally scarring as the person standing next to him.

"Sebastian...why are you wearing a skimpy maid uniform?" I asked. "And...Young Master, why are you in a dress?"

"Well, the question is; why aren't YOU in a dress?"

I looked at the ground in embarrassment, "Because I don't own a decent length dress..."

I noticed that Sebastian was holding a very delicious looking cake slice. Then, Sebastian threw the cake slice at me. "What the fudge? Why'd you throw that at me?"

"Because you are not in a dress."

I stared at him, "Seriously? You throw a slice of cake at me because I'm not wearing a dress?"

"Yes. Is there a problem with that?"

I face palmed at him. "There's a HUGE problem with that!"

A breeze came by and ruffled their dresses. Ciel's, I had no problem with because the most it showed was his knees. Sebastian's, I wanted to gouge my eyes out. I was even more scarred for life at what his skimpy, slutty, French maid dress showed. I let out a scream of fear when I saw what it revealed. I was so glad he was wearing underwear.

I heard heels clicking on the marble ground. Looking back, Sebastian had gotten closer to me. He grabbed half of my head and was about to slam it against the wall.

I woke up in my room. 'Oh dear god...the image of Sebastian in that outfit will haunt me forever. He has a sexy body, but he will never be able to pull that dress off...'

Walking out, I saw Ciel and Sebastian. I blushed and hurriedly walked past them. "Did you sleep well?"

"IDON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IIIIITTTT!" I shrieked.

Yeah...no comment on the whole thing. It was a filled to the brim with crack dream that I had. The ending (waking up officially in the story) is...sort of real. The real ending was; me waking up to my alarm clock, backhanding it on accident while trying to snooze it, and slamming my face against the wall by my bed...the same side that Sebastian was about to slam against the wall. The backhanding of my alarm clock didn't snooze it...it just hurt my hand and made it fall off my windowsill onto my knee, which caused me to be unable to move it for about 10-15 minutes.

Hope you enjoyed this crack story~!