"SEBASTIAN!"
It didn't take too long for the Phantomhive butler to enter his young master's bed chambers. Though what greeted him was quiet a surprise. "Why…Bocchan…"
"Don't just stand there! Explain yourself!" Ciel steamed, hand curling white around his cane. His mind went over every which way to weld it like a sword. He wondered for a second if the demon's blood was truly red?
"I'm sorry, Bocchan, but I have no means to explain your current predicament."
"Well, you had better find a way to fix it pretty quick. I refuse to be stuck like this any longer." Ciel stepped out from behind his desk and a witty smirk appeared on Sebastian's face.
Ciel, in his normal attire, now sprouted a long, winding tail and matching feline ears twitching out from the boy's sapphire hair. If Sebastian was completely honest with himself, the boy looked utterly delectable. "I must say though, the look is befitting."
"Quit your mocking, Sebastian. I order you to find some means of returning me to normal." Ciel glared up at Sebastian, flaring his nostrils. Sebastian's smirk grew even more – yes, the boy was very delicious.
He kneeled with hand over his 'heart.' "Yes, My Lord." Sebastian stood and left the chambers, timing his steps to take him slowly to the library of the estate.
Ciel huffed, finding his collar all of a sudden very uncomfortable. He unbuttoned it and tossed it against the covers. Cold air welcomed him.
For all of three seconds – then his over-shirt was too stuffy.