"Sebastian, have you found a replacement chef yet?" Ciel asked the nest day when Sebastian entered his room to serve breakfast.

"Unfortunately, not yet, milord," Sebastian said with a little sigh.

"What about that lad who lives in the town. What's his name…oh, yes Barney? He's always complaining about being jobless. Hire him, then," Ciel responded.

"Coincidentally, he got a job just yesterday. He works as a children entertainer, 'Barney the Dinosaur – The Play*'. His work requires him to wear a purple dinosaur costume and plodding around while he talks about friendship and love."

"Plodding around with a purple costume while talking about love...His job's not going to last long then. Not to mention his dignity."

"Why, sir, you're quite right. With my demonic powers," – Sebastian wriggled his fingers in front of Ciel's face – "I can see that the children are watching him on the television and laughing at how much dignity he has left."

"Sebastian, what's a television?"

"Oh, sir, I had forgotten we're in the 19th century and not the 21st. Forgive me. A television is basically a box that has a screen and you can watch plays on it**."

Ciel stared at Sebastian wide-eyed.

"You're not joking with me, are you Sebastian?" Ciel said. "What kind of sorcery is this? This 'television' you speak of must be witch craft, right?"

Sebastian shook his head and smiled sweetly, "Why, young master, I do not tell lies. The television was created by you humans."

"Sebastian, I want this television. Now," Ciel demanded.

Sebastian sighed and thought, unknowingly, out loud, I shouldn't have told him about the television. Now, he's going to laze about watching television. At least I didn't tell him about the computer.

Ciel, of course, heard this and exclaimed," Sebastian! What's a computer?"

Sebastian sighed and in attempt to change the subject, sang," Hey~Bocchan~! I FOUND A WAY TO HIRE A NEW ASSISTANT CHEF~!"

"Good lord, Sebastian. Stop shouting. I'm not bloody deaf!" Ciel said. "So, what's your plan?"

"Ahem, I say we advertise our need for an assistant chef. How? You may ask? Well, we perform in the theatre! And YOU will be performing!" Sebastian said, pointing his finger at Ciel.

"What?!" Ciel shrieked.

*I'm sorry Barney fans, I just really hate Barney.

**That's the best I can describe a television set…XD

Sorry, this chapter's more like a conversation but hey...so are my other fanfics. BUT HEY! Look at my ending! It's fantastic! To me, I guess, the best ending I can write is: And the skies got clear and Timmy vowed to never _ again. The end. My endings are horrible...T.T