"Oh, come on!" The young Earl duo were at it again, arguing over yet another day plan spoiled by useless papers, "You always have to work when we make plans!"
"Well, unlike somebody I take my job seriously," the bluenette stated flatly, reorganizing the paperwork on his desk mindlessly.
"You know, you stabbed me once!" Alois brought up.
"Will you ever let me live that down?" Ciel sighed.
The blonde grinned cheekily, "Not as long as it continues to aid me in getting what I want." He tugged the boy's hand, "Come on, Ciel, pleaseeeee?"
He sighed. "What is it you desire to do," he sighed, taking a seat at his desk and glancing up at the blonde. He was rather annoying, there was no denying that, but his persistence was somewhat admirable, and this fact made the younger Earl smirk just slightly.
"Well I hear there's this hugeeee garden in London, with roses and bluebells and forget-me-nots. We should go! We could have a picnic."
"No."
"But Ciel-"
"There is no way I'm going to go to London with you. It's nearly dinner hour. By the time we arrive we'll have to return."
"That's okay! I have a townhouse in London," Alois sat on top of the desk, crossing his legs casually. "Although I'm not quite sure where it is."
"You don't know where your own estate is?" The bluenette, now sitting across from him, raised an eyebrow.
"Well," The blonde's voice lowered as he glanced shyly to the floor, a gentle blush gracing his cheeks, "I've never been to London. The Late Earl never took me and Claude says I should stay away."
"Then perhaps you should take his advice-"
"Don't side with him!" His delicate hands held the other's gloved one's, bright eyes pleading. "Please, Ciel."
"Trancy, I said no-"
"You stabbed me once!"
And that was how Ciel Phantomhive ended up sitting across from Alois Trancy in his lavish carriage, heading towards the city.