Like the first chapter, this one was inspired by a fan art picture by the same artist. This one was of Jack applying lip stick to a cross-dressing Gilbert. Very Cute Shota!

The word for this one is "drama", but I chose the "play" meaning of the word rather than "to be dramatic". There is no specific pairing here . . . Gilbert, Jack, Vincent

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"Now Gilbert, don't fidget." His voice was soft with only a hint of discipline. His eyes narrowed as he concentrated on his work.

"Yes Master." Gilbert opened his eyes suddenly, "sorry!"

Jack laughed, "It's alright, just remember not to speak when I'm painting your lips!" The Vessalius pulled his left glove off with his teeth as his other hand was occupied with the brush. Licking his thumb, he cleared the smudge of make-up just below his bottom lip that had appeared as a result of Gilbert talking.

The golden-eyed boy forgot to breath as he subconsciously leaned into the touch and his body trembled slightly. When Jack's wet thumb receded, Gilbert snapped out of his trance.

"There, all gone." Jack smiled and put his hand under Gilbert's chin again to steady it.

Jack held the boy's small chin up as he used the brush on his lips. Gilbert wore a long black wig with soft curls that was accented with a soft sapphire rose. He wore a long and feminine looking blue dress adorned with several other blue roses and varying widths of ribbon.

The man finished the final touches. "There, all done." He stepped away so that Gilbert could look upon the reflection in the full mirror. He nearly didn't recognize himself. The sight of himself in a dress, with a wig on, and make-up, dressed as a girl-it caused him to blush lightly.

"Annabella?" Gilbert turned to his right and looked up at his master. Jack knelt down and kissed Gilbert high on the cheekbone, causing the boy to blush even more. "Vincent was right in writing you in as the princess, Gilbert. Haha, you're so cute." He kissed him again on the forehead.

"You know all of you lines?"

Gilbert nodded, speechless.

"Good. Glenn will be a tough audience so make sure you play the very best Annabella you can, okay?"

Gilbert nodded again.

Jack stood up, "Okay then, we'll be outside waiting. Break a leg!" Jack left Gilbert alone to stand in front of the mirror.

"Master . . ." His small hand went up to the spot on his check where the blonde had kissed him only moments ago. He watched his reflection, and the images he had seen in picture books of princesses came to his mind- the ones where the princess had just been separated from her prince and would spend the next days, weeks, months, years, longing for their return. He felt hot.

"Master . . ."

"Gil?"

Gilbert saw Vincent behind him in the reflection. He was dressed as a dashing young pirate complete with a chevalier coat and a tricorne hat complemented with a large white feather. He turned his head to look at his little brother.

Vincent walked up to him and took his hands in his own, "Thanks for doing this with me, big brother." Vincent, of course, was referring to the play. After Jack had spent so much time teaching them to improve upon their reading and writing skills, Vincent had written a short play to thank him. The play was about a princess who was being forced to marry someone she didn't want to, but was then kidnapped by a pirate. Of course, she ended up falling in love with said pirate, and they lived happily ever after. It certainly wasn't going to be a traveling show, but Vincent wasn't exactly Shakespeare, either.

"I'm sure Master Jack will like it."

Gilbert smiled in response, "Yes, I think he will."

"You look . . . really pretty, . . . Gilbert." Vincent couldn't understand why the statement was so hard to say.

Gilbert blushed even more, but decided changing the subject would be best or else he would soon just end up flailing about the room in a dress that didn't belong to him, "A-are you ready?"

Vincent nodded, a smile on his face, "Yes."

"Me too."

Vincent, still holding on to his brother's left hand, pulled him outside and onto their make-shift stage.

Still holding his hand, he looked out at the audience consisting of their master and his best friend.

"Presenting, The Princess and the Pirate."

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