Day 0: A Letter and a Case
|Ciel's P.O.V|
*Knock knock*
"Come in," Ciel told his butler standing on the other side if the door.
The said person entered, holding a silver platter with letter settled on the top. He walked quickly, but quietly to the young boy's desk. "A letter from the queen," he says.
Ciel grabs the white envelop from the platter and examines the queen's red seal. He then opens it and reads the letter. His butler silently stands behind him, waiting for an order.
My dear Guard Dog,
There had been many people acting differently lately. They grow out of their character, completely. One thing I see in common is that each victim visited a music box store in the streets of London the day before they were affected. Not only that, but the victims seem to have the effect for a while. So far, only a pair of people recovered after one week.
As my Guard Dog, I want you to find out what's causing this, and stop it.
Her Highness,
Queen Victoria
Ciel put down the letter and rolled his eyes. 'That's what she wants us to do? Solve a personality mix-up? It's way too simple,' he thought.
"Sebastian," he started. "Prepare a carriage. We're going to the only store that sells music boxes in London."
"Yes, my lord," answered the demon butler.
|Sebastian's P.O.V|
Sebastian quickly walked down the corridor to get a carriage for his young master. He was simply walking down the hallway like any other da-
*CRASH*
...never mind.
Sebastian stopped his tracks. He turned around to see what the commotion was.
He saw a broken window... and a very red person.
He sighed. "Grell, I have no time for you. I have to help my young master with a case," he said with venom in his voice.
"Oh, but Sebas-chan!~ I can help you with this case!" The reaper walked closer to Sebastian and poked his chest. Then he said slowly, "I'll be helpful~ You can tell me what to do and I'll do it!" He leaned in to get a hug, but failed as Sebastian stepped aside.
The butler getting really annoyed. "Well, you can start by getting out of this mansion and leaving the case to my young master and me," he said plainly.
Grell pouted. "Aw! But afterwards, we could-"
"A no is a no. Good day Mr. Grell."
And with that, Sebastian continued his walk to the front and prepared a carriage.
|Grell's P.O.V.|
He wasn't gonna give up. He was gonna follow them and help them. Then, he'll get his chance to steal his Sebas-chan away from that brat!~
Right?
Wrong.
I mean why the hell does he still try?! Sebastian never ends up liking him in the end, so why try?!
Anyways, the grim reaper jumped roof to roof with out being noticed. He carried his chainsaw while following the brat's carriage to the music box store.
Grell watched as Ciel and Sebastian walked in to the shop. He quickly followed them right when the door closed. Ciel already started to state his title and presence.
As the young earl was doing that, Grell decided to loudly open the door and dramatically enter the shop.
"Oh, my Bassy!~ I know you told me to stay away, but I just couldn't bare to be without you!" Before Ciel could say anything, Grell quickly jumped and ran to hug Sebastian.
The crow demon just sighed and stepped aside.
Grell met face-to-face with a wall and ended up making a shelf tip over, spilling all its contents.
Ciel sighed, but the shop owner had a look of worry in shock plastered on his face. He screamed.
"Don't-"
He was too late. One last container fell and spilled purple dust. Ciel stepped away, Grell was hurt and still on the floor, and Sebastian walked up and examined the dust.
Much of the dust had gotten on Grell, and very little was on Sebastian's face. Luckily, Ciel had stepped away on time.
Sebastian took some of the dust on his white glove, and smelled it. "I'm guessing this is the dust you used to switch personalities?"
The shop owner sighed. "Yes. You caught me... But I promise you! That was my last jar!"
Ciel wasn't buying it. "Sebastian, search this shop for any more of that dust."
"Yes, my lord."
~5 minutes later~
"Young master, there is no more dust in this store. I believe the man was telling the truth."
Ciel nodded. "Good. Now, we can leave."
Ciel and Sebastian walked out of the door with Grell slowly walking behind. Once the three got out of the building, Grell was hit by garden clippers.
"Wahh! Will! What was that for?!" Grell exclaimed, holding his forehead.
William sighed. "I'm sorry for this idiot's trouble. I'll be taking him back now."
And with that, they left.
|Ciel's P.O.V.|
The day went by as usual.
Sebastian gave Ciel his tea. The earl did his paper work. The clumsy servants messed up. Sebastian cleaned up the manor. Everything was normal.
And guess what?!
The night was normal as well!
Sebastian blew out the candle, seeing that Ciel was asleep.
He walked down the hall, and finished up the rest of the chores for the day.
Oh boy, everyone didn't know what was in store for the next day...