uh.. random pointless fluff? X_x; disclaimer: .. *sigh* it just doesn't belong to me...

~*~*~FIC~*~*~

"Miss Jane is very pretty, sir," Riff commented nonchalantly one evening as he helped his master change for bed.

"I suppose... She's not really my type, however."

"Ah, so you prefer someone more like Miss Georgiana?"

"No, not particularly."

"Well, sir, if I may inquire, what exactly is your type?"

Cain blushed, "Erm, well... Someone stronger, I suppose."

"More like Miss Eliza?"

"... Not exactly, Riff. But why do you ask so suddenly?"

Now it was Riff's turn to blush and stammer, "One was merely trying to narrow down sir's preference, as he appears to like all women indiscriminatly."

"Is that so?" Golden eyes searched out azure, "Let me tell you a little secret about the Count Hargreaves, shall I? Riff?"

"Ah... very well, sir."

Cain smirked, "The Count Hargreaves does like all women indiscriminately. They're all pretty, and all fuss over the same silly things. The secret, my dear friend," Cain pointed to Riff, "the secret of Count Hargreaves, is that there is something which he likes infinitely better than all that." Cain moved closer to the tall man before him, and in a near whisper inquired, "Shall I tell you what that is?"

Riff's face flushed further, reaching unatural shades of red. His eyes appeared to dart every which way, except for Cain's face. He stammered a reply, which the count took as an invitation to continue.

Without much warning, Cain leapt forward to cling to Riff, "Your scones, dear Riff. I'm afraid there's just nothing in the world which I adore quite so much as your scones!"

Riff relaxed, and gently pried his master off and put him to bed. Reproachful, he said, "If sir wishes to request scones for breakfast, he need only ask."

"I know, Riff. But this way is much more fun!" Cain smiled up at him, "Besides, I think there might be one thing which I like even better than scones."

~*~*~AN~*~*~

Well... this popped out at 4am one morning a few weeks ago... I was asleep. And then I was awake, and writing. O_o;; It's been kicking around my bedroom, harassing me whenever I was ditching the next chapter for One Wrong Word in favour of entertaining my cousin. So I finally gave in and typed the silly thing up. Eh.. I suppose I really ought to apolgoize for my lack of innovation regarding those girls' names... ^^; But ten points to anyone who picks up where I stole the girls from!

Hey, on another note... where did my silly fixation with the Hargreaves and their obsession with RIff's scones come from? I just don't remember... Is it actually in the manga? Or more likely, it's probably from a fic I read.. and it's launched in my head now. ^^;; Well, if so, I apologize for my inadvertant copying.

Eh.. if I don't stop blithering here, the a/n shall be longer than the fic.. O_o;;; gomen ne!