"There's too much blood in my caffeine system."
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Alois was bored. Today, even Claude's antics weren't enough to amuse him. He'd even tried to talk Ciel into a game of chess, only to be shot down because even Ciel knew he wasn't close to a worthy opponent.
"Not my fault all you had was chess to occupy you." He huffs, walking over to his flats window. Modern day London was much more exciting than he remembered, and yet nothing out there seemed interesting to him today. "Bloody hell. I haven't been this bored since..." He chuckles. "Yesterday." He just couldn't shake the fact that he'd already seen and done everything. He'd even sent Claude away to find him entertainment, which was clearly a mistake since he hadn't returned yet. The blonde sighs dejectedly.
Just then, a knock sounds on his door. Was Claude back? He thinks excitedly as he skips to the door and throws it open. "About time you returned! I was becoming quite-" but his voice falters as he takes in the figure before him.
The redheaded male gives an airy chuckle before pushing past the shorter male and into the apartment. Alois watches shocked as the reaper sets a tray of cups on the counter, clearly making himself at home.
"Grell?" Alois asks shocked. "What the blazes are you doing here?" Slowly he closes the door and follows Grell inside. "Are you lost again?"
Grell chuckles. "Oh no hon~ a little spider told me you were bored, so I came to help you out. Isn't that kind of me~?" He purrs, balancing himself precariously on a barstool. "I even brought you a present." He says, motioning to the tray of cups, which upon closer examination, Alois recognized as espresso.
"Coffee? How is that supposed to help?" But slowly his curiosity gets the better of him and he cautiously picks up one of the paper cups. "Claude never lets me have coffee. Says it's dangerous in large doses. This is a rather large cup isn't it?"
"Extra large to be exact~" Grell chuckles. "Go ahead and take a sip before it gets cold. We're here to cure boredness, not worry about a silly demons warning. Isn't that right?"
The blonde nods absently. "I suppose you're absolutely right." Then he takes a sip. Grell watches amused as Alois wrinkles his nose in distaste. He lowers the cup quickly. "How rancid!" He sputters. "Are you trying to poison me?!"
"Oh darling~ if I wanted to poison you, you'd be dead already." He says. "It really isn't that bad honestly. Just takes a bit of getting used to. Just like that horrid tea you consume daily." Then he takes a slow sip of his own cup, revelling in the thick scent of coffee beans. "Mind you this specific brew is not for the faint of heart. It's meant to give you quite the boost indeed~" He watches as the young male looks down at the cup, clearly debating the effects of another sip. "Go ahead." He encourages. "The first sips always the hardest."
Alois takes his advice and cautiously takes another sip, this time ready for the strong substance. "I guess it's not that bad..." He mumbles as he continues taking tentative sips. "A tad bit strong for my tastes, but not bad."
"As I said, you'll get used to it." Grell couldn't wait to see the normal excitable teen hopped up on enough caffeine to kill a buffalo. In truth, Claude had only said that he was off to find a new game for the young Earl, but the reaper had pieced it together and decided it was time to get som payback on the spider demon. Yes payback indeed... He watches as Alois finishes his cup and places it delicately on the counter, his hands already showing slight tremors.
"I finished~ not that bad! Not that bad at all~!" He chirps happily, eyes a tad bit wider than usual. "I feel so awake now. So awake. Incredibly awake! Lets do something!"
It seems that when caffeinated, Alois enjoyed repeating himself. Interesting. "What is it you'd like to d-"
"Anything!" Alois shouts. "Lets go jump on the couches! Yes! Couches~" then he hops off his stool and sprints across the room, narrowly missing a potted plant. "Claude never lets me jump on the couch!" He yells, hopping from cushion to cushion. "Can you believe him?! Something about improp- improp- something about not right." The teen stutters as if searching for the right word.
"Impropriety yes." Grell drawls, pulling out his iPhone. "But lets not worry about that now~ why don't you get your shoes on so you don't hurt your feet on the cushions? Wouldn't want to injure yourself before the real fun happens would we?"
Alois jumps off the couch. "You're absolutely right. Absolutely!" He says, running to the front door.
"How gullible~ this might be more fun than I thought." The redhead purrs, putting his phone on video and setting it on the counter facing the living room. Jut as the young Earl returns, his rather muddy boots tied up to his knees. He doesn't even hesitate before continuing his robust bouncing, leaving muddy shoe prints in his wake.
"This is so much fun! Lots of fun!" He shouts, flopping down on the couch. He giggles suddenly. "I feel like I could see noises! Can you taste colours? Do you think the number nine has a smell?"
Grell chuckles. "Oh Alois~ since you're done baptizing the couches, I see a wonderfully plush bed in the next room. Why don't we make sure Claude's bed is nice and soft for him?"
The youths eyes light up at the prospect of helping his butler. "Yes of course! Claude deserves only the softest bed!" He says, running to the spiders room, followed by a chuckling reaper, phone in hand.
Claude's room was made up of shades of burgundy red and black, much to Grell's surprise. In the far corner stood a tall black dresser graced with a locked box, probably extra glasses. A floor length mirror beside the walk-in closet and another end table made up the left wall. It seemed the spider had very few possessions. In the centre of the room was his bed. A plush burgundy duvet, patterned with black designs, laid delicately over black sheets and down feather pillows. The room gave off a strange feeling of warmth and coldness at once.
As Grell was taking in the sights, Alois refused to falter in his quest to 'soften' his butlers bedspread. By the time the reaper could tear his eyes from his surroundings, the young blonde had already muddied the pristine sheets and crumpled up the elegant bedspread.
"Oh dear." Grell huffs. "What a wonderful mess you've made. Claude will be thrilled by your thoughtfulness~"
"Really? You really think so?!" Alois chirps.
"I know so~ in fact," The redhead says softly, tucking his phone in his jacket. "Your little spider has just returned from the water spout." He chuckles, opening the window. "Why don't you wait here and show off how helpful you've been? I'll go meet him at the door." Then he swings his feet over the windowsill and slides down to the street below, not even looking back as he loses himself in London's foot traffic. This had been quite fun indeed~ And now he had sufficient blackmail on the annoying demon pest.
He didn't even feel bad leaving the brat behind, still hopped up on caffeine. "Double trouble~" he laughs. And disappears down an alley just as an angry shout echoes through the streets, making London's passing occupants stop and stare.