"And then I clean it out and have another go!"
O.O
"…"
"…"
"SEBASTIAN!"
Carriage.
-10 MINUTES AGO-
"So Undertaker, what do you do around here in your spare time?" Ciel asked, sipping his measurement cup tea.
"Well, I am the undertaker little lord…" he replied while chuckling rather creepily.
"Ugh, well I'm sure that bodies aren't dropping left and right this time of year" Ciel said with a glare.
"Oh you're quite right! Hehe. The queen's lapdog is doing remarkably! No murders in months! Luckily I saved some up in case a situation such as this were to happen…"
"Saved what up?" Ciel wondered out loud with a puckered brow
"Oh nothing, nothing, hehe." The grey clad man replied and pinched Ciel's cheek (much to the latters annoyance)
"Anyhoo…we're rather curious today aren't we? (and as they say-curiosity scarred the 12yr old for life…) "Come with me"
The Undertaker escorted young Phantomhive to the back room where Ciel waved his salt-worthy butler away in dismissal.
"Unfortunately, your thorough cleansing of London has effected my hobbies QUITE A BIT! No matter. I don't preserve the bodies for nothing…"
"I'll give you a full rundown of my daily…hehe…activities…."
-FLASHFORWARD-