This was not what Sebastian thought he would see when he arrived to Ciel's chambers. He was about to inform his Young Master about afternoon tea. But now he was conflicted.
He had walked into the room and now felt like face palming. Before him was Ciel, the young boy not even 5'1", wearing his butler uniform with no shoes on. He almost thought of quitting as the young boy's servant right there and then.
"Y-Young Master.."
Ciel turned to him and began running around his room. He got come forks and butter knives from the dresser before screaming:
"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE! I SHALL PROTECT THE YOUNG MASTER!" As he threw the utensils around the room, one almost hitting the demon.
"Young Master..."
Ciel then got down on one knee quickly, causing the back of the cloak he was wearing to go over his head.
"YES, MY LORD!" Sebastian sighed.
"Young Master."
Ciel got up and continued to run around, circling Sebastian, tripping over the trousers multiple times and every time Sebastian caught him.
"YES, MY LORD. YES, MY LORD. YES, MY LORD!"
"Young Master!"
"CIEL YOU ARE THE MOST LOVELY AND WELL BEHAVED CHILD I HAVE EVER MET AND I LOVE SOOOO MUCH! YOU ARE AMAZING AND I HAVE NEVER LOVED ANYONE MORE THAN I LOVE YOU!"
"YOUNG MASTER!"
Ciel turned to him. "WHAT DO YOU WANT CIEL!?"
"I want to inform you that afternoon tea is ready." Sebastian replied, much too calmly than was necessary. Ciel ran out the room, cheering. Sebastian sighed. "No more caffeine for you..."