Katie's eyes stayed glued to her work. If she looked up even once, she'd be staring into Sebastian's red orbs. That was the last thing she wanted to do. Her hands worked quickly as she stirred the eggs for Ciel's omelet. She didn't honestly want to make an omelet but Sebastian already decided that it was fitting for the master. Katie put the eggs aside and started to furiously chop unions up.
"Is that all you're going to put in the omelet?" Sebastian cooed at her.
Katie sighed.
"I'm just supposed to help you, not do it by myself," she snapped. "You can help put things into the omelet too."
She heard Sebastian chuckled. It sent chills down her spine.
"You always do just fine without help," he jeered at her. "I don't know why you're throwing a fit about it."
Katie stabbed the knife into the cutting board and looked up at her rival.
"Listen here, you lazy butt," she hissed, glaring at her co-worker. "I don't care if you're favored more than me in Ciel's eyes but don't you dare start acting like you don't have to do anything!"
Sebastian's eyes narrowed as he smiled slyly at her.
"Katherine, Katherine, Katherine," he said sweetly. "I do everything around here. What makes you think I act like I don't have to do anything?"
Katie frowned.
"Don't use my name in public," she growled. "And you do act like that."
Sebastian gave her an innocent stare.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, nearly sounded like he was whining.
Katie yanked the knife out of the table and resumed to cut up unions.
"How long has it been since you've gone into town, Katherine Williams?" the annoying butler continued. "A week or two? You can't just stay on the grounds all your life."
Katie scraped the unions into a bowl and walked away from the table in the middle of the kitchen towards the sink. She heard Sebastian's footsteps behind her. She ignored them and washed the knife under warm water.
"Are you scared of something, Katherine?" Sebastian chuckled behind her.
Katie inspected the knife as if it was life or death depending on how clean it was. Satisfied she turned around and nearly rammed right into Sebastian. He didn't move out of her way or anything else for that matter. He just stood in front of her as if demanding her attention. Katie wouldn't have him harassing her today. She walked around him and she could feel his eyes on her as she continued making the master's omelet.
"You haven't gotten any cheese out," Sebastian observed.
Katie snorted in reply. Nothing he said or did would make her look or talk at him for the rest of the morning. Besides she could always get even with him later in the day.
"You want me to get it," the butler continued. "How thoughtful, Katherine."
Katie ignored the urge to throw the knife at him as he left the kitchen. She sighed and stepped away from the cutting board.
"Miss Katie, are you in here?!" Meilin's shrieked as she burst through the door.
Katie pulled off a remarkable smile.
"Right here, Meilin," she replied with ease.
Meilin rushed over to her, nearly knocking over everything in her path. Katie figured it was better to go to her, for the sake of the kitchen. They met on the short side of the rectangular table.
"A letter came for you this morning, Miss Katie," Meilin wheezed, probably from dashing all over the mansion trying to find Katie.
She handed the elegant envelope to Katie and then folded her hands in front of her. Katie opened the seal which she recognized all too well. She pulled out the parchment and looked it over. The letter was from none other than her holier-than-thou father, John Williams. Katie had cut all ties to her father when she ran away from his crushing grip on her life. Recently though, he must have forgotten that fact because he had been sending letters to Katie weekly. Most of them were packed full of her father's harsh words, commanding her to return home to meet a new fiancé.
This one was no different. Besides of the meaningless threat that her father's most trust butler, Alfred, was coming to 'pick her up', Katie found no interest in the order.
"I do hope it's not something important," Meilin quivered, extremely nervous.
Katie folded the letter back up and shoved it back into the envelope.
"It wasn't important at all," she smiled.
Meilin smiled, relieved.
"Thank goodness," she sighed.
Katie walked her to the door, preventing any accidents to occur. She gave her a quick smile and continued her work. When Sebastian came back, Katie was perched on top of the counter, arms folded over her chest and the letter from her father hidden in her shirt.
"You better hurry and grate the cheese so we can make that omelet," she threw at him. "I don't want to make Ciel angry this early in the day."
Sebastian gave her a cheerful smile, something he rarely did.
"The young master, believe it or not, has requested that you go to his office immediately," he replied. "I shall follow with breakfast so don't you worry."
Katie frowned and hopped off the counted. Cautiously she walked around the opposite side of the table, avoiding the undesired butler, and out of the kitchen. She couldn't possibly think of what Ciel wanted to discuss with her. Whatever it was, she had a feeling she was going to get an earful.
