AN: So, it seems like for my other story, no one really liked it. I decided not to work on it anymore and had this random idea come to mind. I thought it was hilarious when I thought of it. Not sure if you, as readers, will think this is as funny as I thought it was in my mind. Well, I hope you like it! Enjoy!
Suppose there is a such thing as a parallel world. What should you think to find in such a place that withholds much wonderment? I would think you would find that this specific parallel world will hold much to your liking.
It all begins with a young demon boy who looks to be twelve years old and his demon companion. No, they do not live in such a place as London anymore. They now live in a very modern-day America.
Now, now. I know in your mind you're wondering, "What the fuck? They live in ENGLAND not AMERICA!" But, you have to be open-minded. This is a parallel world in which anything can and may happen, after all.
A dim light shone into the room of a Ciel Phantomhive. The light was warm, coddling even. The half-asleep Ciel Phantomhive believed that the entire warmth of the light was covering his entire body - his small body that is.
Wait - small!?
Ciel sat up abruptly and attempted to push his blankets off his body. Instead of pushing them off like he should have been able to, the blankets refused to move. He fought with the suffocating fabric as if he were an animal trying to get free from its confines.
"SEBASTIAN!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
The man *cough* demon *cough* entered the room at the sudden screaming of his name. He looked around, wondering where the hell his little demon was. Confusion settled in his "old" brain as he gave the room a once-over again. Still - ah, there the little demon was.
Sebastian took notice of a little lump moving around underneath the thick, blue comforter that Ciel relished in sleeping under - even when it was sweltering hot. Sebastian's eyes widened.
Is that...Ciel? he thought.
He really hoped he wasn't right in his assumption, but what else could have screamed his name with such intensity that only Ciel Phantomhive was capable of?
A soft sigh escaped the thin but attractive lips of the elder demon. He walked over to the bed and hesitated before pulling the covers back. There, in the midst of all the wrinkles produced from fighting with the comforter, was a four-inch-tall Ciel Phantomhive sitting with a pout on his face and crossed arms. Sebastian just stared for a moment, not quite believing what was in front of him despite his hundreds of years of living.
Ciel looked up, those deep, blue eyes demanding. "Pick me up, Sebastian."
"Alright..." Sebastian was still trying to wrap his head around what was happening as he placed the small Phantomhive into his palm, bringing his hand close to his face.
Ciel stood in Sebastian's palm and glared at him. "What the FUCK did you do to me last night, demon?!"
"I did nothing, I swear, Ciel. I'm just as flabbergasted as you are."
The 138-year-old demon crossed his arms once more and glared at nothing with his (famous to Sebastian) pout on his face. (He is 138, couting from the year he was born to this current year.)
"Then how the hell do we reverse this...this...whatever the fuck it is?"
"I have no clue, Ciel. I may have a number of centuries on me, but I've never seen a demon go to a chibi form before."
"Excuse me?" Ciel said, an attitude lacing his voice.
"Yes?" Sebastian was confused once more.
"What the fuck did you just call me?"
Sebastian smiled that smile that could be sinister, glad, or anything for that matter depending on how it was interpreted. "I called you a chibi. It's a term used in Japanese anime or manga that refers to a cuter, smaller version of a character."
"I AM NOT CUTE!" He reached out and punched Sebastian's cheek with his tiny fist.
Sebastian couldn't help but laugh at Ciel's weak attempt to assert his dominance. The tiny punch felt more like a gentle pinch. Sebastian began to laugh harder at how Ciel's face was becoming red with the exertion of his anger.
"I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU DAMNED DEMON!" Ciel screeched.
The older demon covered his mouth with his free hand, moving from the bedroom of Ciel's to the kitchen. He decided that Ciel would be more at ease if he was given a special kind of treat that he loved so much. Despite being a demon Ciel loved to eat human food. Especially the sweets - always the sweets.
Ciel was set gently with care on to the countertop as Sebastian went about whipping up something sweet and simple for the boy to eat. He decided to make a chocolate cake.
"Ciel, I really do apologize for your current state," Sebastian said as he was getting his ingredients gathered together.
"You're only sorry because it was YOU who did this to me!" Ciel said.
With a chuckle Sebastian shook his head. "No, Ciel. I did nothing. I promise. Maybe after you eat your cake we can delve further into this mystery?"
Ciel huffed. "Whatever. Just get the cake finished so I can eat it."
"As you wish," Sebastian said with his classic smile.
AN: I hope you liked this. I have a bit of trouble with humor and this just suddenly came to mind when I saw a picture of this small chibi neko with a person. It was a really cute picture. So, that's where I got the inspiration from! It would be nice if you review, thank you. And sorry this is short and not really anything.
Sorry!
