Me: So liek, mah writing skillz has increased. And I was watching TRON today, and for some weird reason this idea popped in my head and I screamed it and got kicked out of the movie theater. Okay, maybe that didn't happen, but it did happen when I was watching TRON.

Disclaimer: If I owned Kuroshitsuji, Sebby would be a black flower, and Ciel would be water.

"Young master, it is almost bedtime, and you still haven't eaten your broccoli." Exlaimed a very tired Sebestian, he rubbed his temples, and closed his eyes, standing right next to the Earl. Seemingly, Ciel had gotten a plate with broccoli, and damnit he wasn't happy about it.

"I hate broccoli, Sebestian. I HATE green, yet you make me wear it, it's a pain." Ciel played with his food a little, giving the green substance a nasty look, before shoving his plate away from him. Sebestian smirked at the childish remark, but wasn't giving up the arguement. After all, he was one hell of a butler. Especially when it came to arguements.

"Hm? Is that so? You could've told me you know, I would have gladly picked finer clothing, to fit your desire." Ciel glared at Sebestian, he did not like the way this was going. He was cornered with words. But, none the less, being his stubborn self, he went on. And this is a little bit how it went.

"If you like green so much why don't you eat my broccoli!"

"Because, it was made for you."

"Ugh! What a horrible present!"

"I never said it was going to be a present, bescides you said to put something a little more refreshing on your plate."

"Sebestian. Take. It. Away."

"I will when this plate is clean."

Dump.

"Damn! You caught it!" Yelled a frustrated Ciel, who jumped up from the table and ran. When was this going to end? Hopefully soon, because even Ciel was getting tired of it.

Sebestian sighed, and walked towards the direction Ciel came from, and was already catching up to him. Before grabbing the plate, and stuffing the broccoli in his mouth.

"Chew."

"Blr."

"Eat it, Ciel."

"Blr."

"You're going to choke."

"Blr!"

"Fine then, I'll just leave you here to die." Sebestian shrugged before walking away.

"Fine!"

He won.

Moments like these hardly happened at the Phantomhive palace. Yet, it seems when they do come, they're oddly remembered.

It was a rather funny sight, really. Watching the Earl nearly puke, that's how much he hated broccoli, and just vegetables in general. Let this be a lesson to you kids.

If you don't eat your vegetables, Sebestian will make you.

Not that I would mine.

But still.

Eat your vegetables.

Me: Do not ask me how this story came to existence. ._.