It was a typical day in the life of Sebastian Michaelis. He was walking along the uneven cobblestones during the bright mid-day while searching for the proper candy that is to be used for the dessert that he will be making for his young master later today. His search was proving to be fruitless as he continued to search. He was close to buying a candy that is similar to what he was searching for until he heard a familiar, deep voice behind him.
"Hello Michaelis. Searching for anything in particular or are you spending your day simply walking around for your own enjoyment?" It was the dark, condescending voice of none other than Claude Faustus.
Sebastian quickly turned around to face the taller man who the voice belonged to and to see the smug look in his eyes that told Sebastian that Claude knew the answer to his own question.
"Faustus... What are you doing here since you already know my purpose for being here." Sebastian looked at the bag in Claude's hand and his eyes narrowed at what he saw. Claude popped a candy into his mouth and gave Sebastian a smirk.
"This particular brand of this particular candy has been discontinued. This is the last bag of it in existence. Would you like it?"
"What kind of fool do you take me for Faustus? I won't poison my master ignorantly." Sebastian replied curtly.
"It isn't poisoned, you can taste it to figure that out for yourself. I am merely being nice."
Sebastian cautiously took the candy and tasted one. To his surprise there wasn't any poison in the piece that he tasted and there wasn't any poison in the bag when he smelled it. "Alright Faustus... It isn't poisoned... Is there anything else that you need?"
"No Michelis, that is all. Thank you."
"My master is hosting a ball later this week and out of high class pride, he has invited you. We... hope to see you there." The malice and distain were dripping from Sebastian's voice as he spoke to Claude.
Claude looked up at the well-built roofs as if looking at them would help him to think. "Thank you Michaelis. We will be there." Claude turned and walked away back to the Trancy Manor.
Sebastian walked briskly back to the manor, he was behind schedule and that could not do for a butler of his standing. He quickly but properly prepared dinner and retrieved his young master to seat him at the laege dinner table. He awaited his next command politely by the side of the dining table.
"Sebastian... What was the Trancy's response to the invitation?"
"Faustus claimed that they would be there, my young lord."
Ciel sighed softly as his invitation was accepted. "I was hoping that they would decline... Alois is probably going to make a fool of himself and of me."
"Pardon my question master, but if you did not want them to attend then why did you invite them?"
"I had to. The queen told me specifically that I had to invite every Earl or Marquees that I know in order to keep my position as an earl and as thr Queen's Guard Dog."
"I see. Perhaps your favorite dessert will help to cheer you up. It is awaiting you in the kitchen. I shall fetch it for you."
