I am a butler, yes, am I normal, no. That might be why I can kill people in one shot, and why I have permanent black nails and a sign on the back of my hand, maybe it even explains my red eyes that turn purple when I transform into what I really am. But what the question is, why do I serve Ciel Phantomhive when I have so much power to serve myself, the answer of course is: I agreed to the contract, and now I am forced to serve Ciel as a loyal dog, and what can I say…I am one heck of a butler.
"Young master, the tea is ready." I called from in the dining room. I rushed to Ciel's bedroom and opened the curtains allowing the light to fall in. "Come on, we have a guest…and she is one of interest to you." I urged. He sat up straight and demanded "Who?"
"Lady Gabriella The Third, she is quite entertaining, but the only reason she is coming is to compromise a agreement to marry you." I explained.
"WHAT?" Ciel bellowed. "I am too young to get married, and I don't want to compromise with a lady I have never met neither!" he exclaimed unhappily. "Ciel, I am afraid you have to." I cooed. "I am Ciel Phantomhive, son of the top toy manufactures in the country, I don't have to do anything I don't want to!" he screeched. He ripped off his eye patch and the glowing purple shape matching the one on the back of my hand appeared. "Sabotage her visit, THIS IS AN ORDER SABASITAN!" he demanded.
I bowed, "Yes, master." I obeyed. I set the tea on his bedside table and dressed Ciel making sure he at least looked okay so that the event wouldn't be a complete disaster, even though I were to sabotage it.
I collected the tea from the bedside table and gave it to Ciel, then I rushed out of his bedroom and down the hallway to find Finnian, Bard, Meirin, and Tamanka. They were in the kitchen making plans for the guest's visit. I knew they didn't have potential to seek their plans like they thought, but even them couldn't make it as worse as Ciel had ordered.
"Meirin, don't set up anything, Finnian make the garden look terrible which of course is what your good at, Bard cook something terrod, and Tamanka, uh, you can have a day off." I ordered.
Meirin, Bard, and Finnan all saluted and started getting to work, and Tamanka just panted. My eyes gleamed, "Orders from Ciel, make this banquet a disaster."
The other servants of the Phantomhive mansion looked each other in the eye and they knew, they had to do a GOOD job making this TERRIBLE.
And of course they knew with my help, this banquet would be hideous!