A/n: Yo. Don't feel like saying much now. I'm rather irritated at how I'm stuck with my newest fanfic (an EnvyxEd one). Anyway, I wrote this while sitting in a coffee shop, waiting for my mom to come pick me up. While waiting, I got bored, strolled over to National Bookstore, which was across where I sat, bought a notebook and pen, and began writing. This is the result.

I am sooo out of practice…

I'm so sorry that it is mediocre, but try to enjoy it all the same.

Warning: Ciel is OOC here. I'm sure many will notice that he is. And this is unbeta'd, so expect errors. Lots of errors.

Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji is not mine. Sad, isn't it?

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The Musings of a Child

By

Here's Your Cheese Omelette

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Chapter one: Sweets

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Ciel rarely had times such as these. It was a pleasure for him, when most people could have this at a daily occurrence.

The young earl sat at his desk, paperwork tucked away for completion at a later date, with a slice of cake fully at his disposal before him. He wondered silently if he was getting addicted to the treats his butler offered him. More and more, he began to eagerly await the time Sebastian would bring him his tea, along with a delicious hand made dessert.

Ciel sulked at the thought. If he was becoming addicted, then that would mean Sebastian had control over him. Never mind it was incredibly minute, he would not let it be. The demon was already arrogant; who knows how he would act if he knew his master was being tempted by sweet treats.

To submit because of something so trivial as desert…

Ciel shuddered at the thought.

But they are sooo good. Ciel's mind complained. They melted in your mouth, and were the perfect sweetness!

No! Bad Ciel! This is what Sebastian wants you to do! He wants you to think about its deliciousness and become even more addicted.

Ah!

By saying more, it meant I already am! No! I am not loving that delicious… moist… tasty…

Ah!

Bad brain, bad!!! Don't go down the path of no return!

All of a sudden, the great doors of his office opened, and Sebastian poked his head inside.

"Milord?" The demon said, before entering the room with a meal cart in tow. "If you do not wish to eat the chocolate cake I set out for you, I also prepared an apple pie, if you would prefer to have that."

Ciel furrowed his eyebrows and glared at the butler, as he set about cutting him a slice of pie, and placing it on his desk next to the untouched slice of cake. The earl stared at the new treat, debating whether to take his fork and stab it with it, or whether to take his fork and take a big bite of the pie.

After a few seconds, his decision remained unmade. Instead, he opted to gaze at his butler, who was smiling pleasantly before him.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you Sebastian?" Ciel said in an accusing tone.

Sebastian's face let out a brief expression of shock, before quickly having a smile regrace his features. "What ever do you mean, Milord?"

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A/n: -groans- Again, I am sooo out of practice. That was horrible!!! Please tell me what you think! Click that button below saying 'review' and let me know, thanks!

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