Ciel and Sebastian were walking down a London street, following a clue they had gotten for their most recent case. The last thing they were expecting on this quiet and normal day was exactly what came next.
"GLITTER!" The cry made them quickly whirl around and dash in to the alley from which they heard the cry. When they saw what was going on, they stopped short and stared incredulously at the red-haired reaper standing over a body covered with red glitter as he examined the man's cinematic records. Grell quickly finished his work and twirled around to leave, when he saw his darling Sebastian.
"Ah, Sebas-chan, my darling! To think that you have come to me after hearing my cry! My love I-" Grell was interrupted as the butler stepped back, dislodging the reaper from where he had landed after flinging himself at the man.
"Do be quiet, and do not fling yourself upon my person again. It is quite undignified, and it is improper for a butler of the Phantomhive family to have someone such as yourself draped over them. Now, I am quite sure I shall regret asking, but why are you using glitter to reap souls?"
Grell giggled. "William dearest decided that having me run around with safety scissors was hazardous to everyone's health, so he commanded me to pick something harmless! Of course, when is saw this beautiful glitter in the arts and crafts section while returning the scissors, I simply couldn't resist!"