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"I assure you, this will do the trick. There may be some…..unfortunate consequences though." Undertaker snickered as Sebastian looked at the small bottle in his hand. A small smirk appeared on the butlers lips. "As the Phantomhive butler I am perfectly capable of handling anything. My only wish is for my young master's comfort." "Have it your way, then." Undertaker giggled. Sebastian closed the door to make his payment and a few minutes later, walked out to the carriage leaving a cackling undertaker in the room behind him.
Once he arrived back at the Phantomhive estate, the tall, dark-haired man went immediately to Ciel's bedside. He found the young Earl lying in bed with the curtains drawn, "Sebastian?" came his weak voice from his throat. "Young master, I have some medicine for your headache. Drink this and try to sleep. You should feel much better, my lord." The butler replied as he poured a spoonful for Ciel. "That tastes awful." Ciel said, grimacing as he lay down after he swallowed. "Ring if you need me, my lord." Sebastian smirked as he closed the door, leaving Ciel to rest.
The night passed silently. Sebastian spent it working on some new chocolate tarts Ciel had requested. In the morning, Sebastian prepared Ciel's breakfast, knocked on his door and entered as usual. "Young master, it's time to wake up." He called as he wheeled the cart into the room. He didn't hear Ciel's usual grouching. He looked over at the bed. His eyes narrowed once he noticed that something was immediately wrong.
The covers were moving in odd patterns. He couldn't see Ciel's face, or his head. "Young master?" Sebastian asked, cautiously as he went to lift the covers. The butler's eyes went wide as he pulled back the covers. "Young master!" He shouted in surprise. Ciel was gone, in his place, dozens and dozens of tiny, chibi versions of himself were wandering on the bed. Each one was about four inches tall, had a large round head with a full head of bluenette hair, large sapphire eyes, a chubby little sack body and chubby little sack stubs for arms and legs. No sex characteristics, no nipples, no feet, no hands. They looked like live, little sack dolls. Some had on tiny versions of some of Ciel's favorite outfits. Most were simply naked.
Sebastian felt overwhelmed. What had happened to Ciel? What was in that medicine? How was he going to get Ciel back to his normal self? On the other hand, he loved the little sack dolls. They reminded him of little helpless kittens. Small and beautiful. Adorable. He knelt down, sitting his hand down on the bed, and waited.
Eventually, a little chibi came over and cautiously, curiously climbed into his gloved palm. Sebastian couldn't help but smile as he plopped down on his wide little bottom and used Sebastian's fingers as a chair to lean against. Sebastian poked his belly gently with his other index finger and the little chibi made the most precious squeak of disapproval, rubbing his handless little stumps over his tummy, tiny brow furrowing . Sebastian was considering if he would prefer his master in his previous state to these quiet, cute creatures when a voice behind him rang out.
"Oh, Bassy~! How hideous!" Sebastian turned around and saw Grell, sitting on the window. A sigh escaped his lips, "Grell, what are you doing here?" All of the little sack chibis saw the Shinigami and all squealed at once. A flood of chibi Ciels almost knocked Sebastian over as they all scrambled out the door. "I came to see how the fragmentation went. Not well, I see." Grell remarked, laughing. "They were fine until you showed up! What are you talking about 'fragmentation'?" Sebastian said in exasperation as he tried to catch any fleeing chibis that he could. "That elixir will stop anything, but for 24 hours afterwards, a soul becomes fragmented into 50 pieces. Only extra special people have an additional piece. All fifty must be in the same place at the end of the 24 hours for it to reverse. They must really fear me because I'm a Shinigami. They operate on basic instincts." Grell laughed as Sebastian held on to a couple. "Toodle-oo~!" The red haired reaper called, "looks like you're busy so I'll come back later!"
And then he was gone. Sebastian instantly searched the manor over, picking any up that he saw, and gathering them into a large suitcase. He poked some holes so they could breathe. He had to open the piano, look in all the flower vases, nearly cut one of snake's friends open, and dig up half the flower garden outside, but an hour before they were due, he had all fifty gathered. With an exhausted sigh, he sat the suitcase down on the bed.
Once he saw ciel back to his proper self, he returned to his room. Thinking of what a pain that had been, he sat on his bed, took his gloves off, and combed a slender hand through his raven-black hair. "Bas-tian?" A tiny, quiet voice asked beside him. He wasn't even certain he had heard something until he looked beside him and saw Ciel's fifty-first fragment. A tiny, female chibi Ciel looked up at him from his bed. Dressed in Ciel's pink, flower lined hat and pink frilly dress, this little, female chibi made all the others pale in comparison.
A smile lit up Sebastian's face. Oh, if Ciel was female. If only. Sebastian had often spent time contemplating that. "Hello~." He purred at the little chibi, sitting a hand down for her to crawl into. He thought about how cute the little sack doll was as she nibbled on one of his fingers. "Hm, are you hungry?" He asked, concerned, a worried look on his face. What would he feed Ciel? He smirked when he knew.
Fifteen minutes later he sat watching and listening as the little chibi greedily ate the tartes he had just made the night before. Once she was finished, she rubbed her eye with a tiny, black-gloved sack stub and whimpered, "sleepy." Sebastian cooed to her and picked her up in his hand, letting her use his glove for a blanket until he laid her down on a little pillow, "Yes, my lady~."