"Hehehe! Woooooo! Sebastian, this is fun!" Ciel laughed and giggled like a child.

Sebastian had Ciel on his back, they were running through streets of London, causing massive traffic for carriages. Many people witnessed the well known Earl, acting like a idiot.

"Look at that carriage. I FANCY IT, SEBASTIAN. THIS IS AN ORDER!" Ciel screamed

"It's all for you, young master! Anything is for you!" Sebastian screamed, as he threw Ciel into the carriage window.

Unfortunately, Sebastian was too dazed to notice that the the carriage window was closed and when he threw Ciel, the glass shattered, although Ciel entered successfully.

"DID THAT HURT, YOUNG MASTER?!" Sebastian shouted, from across the busy street.

Ciel snorted with laughter. He was lying down on the Viscount Druitt's lap.

"Well hello there, child." The Viscount looked down at Ciel, laying on his lap with glass shards all over. One of the glass shards hit Ciel's cheek, leaving a small cut.

The coach immediately halted the horses and got out of the front of the carriage to see what the loud crash was.

"My, my.. Is this some kind of charity work for sick children? Where are the interviewers?" The Viscount asked the driver of the coach.

"N-no.. That's Earl of Phantomhive!" The coach replied, shockingly.

"Oh my! Oh my! Oh my! I couldn't even recognize the Earl with messy hair and a grin on his face. I never thought I'd see the day the Earl would dawdle around, running through the streets, playing tag, with his butler in his night gown! This is quite hilarious." The Viscount started laughing dramatically and uncontrollably, and so did the coach.

Sebastian rushed over to the carriage and approached the driver of the coach.

"Please leave, I can handle it from here." Sebastian said to the driver.

"What do you mean? You are a servant of the Phantomhive household, not the Viscount. I assure you, I am perfectly fine. I also suggest you control your master." The coach driver replied.

"I do not like your tone. Leave now, or I will bring misery, pain and suffering to all that is nearest and dearest to you." Sebastian replied, with a glowing demon fuchsia in his eyes.

The driver of the coach screamed in shock. Sebastian was no ordinary butler. The driver was horrified by Sebastian's eyes, and ran away.

"MONSTER!" The driver of the coach said, as he screamed as he ran down the London streets.

The Viscount peeked his head out of the broken glass carriage window, witnessing his carriage driver running away in tears.

"Aw. What a shame. Who will drive me to my destination now?" The Viscount said, disappointingly.

"What kind of butler would I be if I used my young master as an object to throw, shattered your carriage window and scared off one of your servants, without volunteering to take you to your destination?" Sebastian said, as he bowed towards the carriage.

"None of what you just said made any utter sense to me, but I am glad to have free transportation! God bless you, Phantomhive butler!" The Viscount thanked Sebastian.

"I am already blessed by Jesus Christ. You see, I have found Jesus. Deep in my heart." Sebastian replied with passion.

The Viscount cried from the beautiful words Sebastian has spoken.

"God bless you, Phantomhive butler! God bless you!"

Sebastian hopped onto the front of the carriage and whipped the horses.

"HUZZAH!" Sebastian cried as the horses went off.

Ciel poked his head out of the shattered carriage window and gave a blowing raspberry to the people and carriages behind them.

"ALL OF LONDON AND IT'S RESIDENTS ARE MY PAWNS! YOU ARE ALL NOOOOOOTHING!" Ciel screamed out the window, as the carriage speeded away.

"What in the bloody hell..?" Aberline said, witnessing Ciel right before the carriage jetted off.

"All these complaints of traffic and commotion on the streets of London, caused by the Earl?.."

"I find it believable. He is an evil noblemen. Nothing that comes from him is good." Randall replied, taking out the cigarette out of his mouth.

"But he is just a mere child, he is powerful and all but-"

"Don't you dare doubt the earl. He is pure evil and uses dirty methods. In fact, all this commotion could of been something Her Majesty has requested. He is her little dog, you know."

"I doubt that, Mr. Randall. He is a child, it could just be puberty."