After Ciel's embarrassment yesterday he had made up his mind to seek revenge on Sebastian for letting Lau into his manor, and his bedroom. Ciel has decided that for today he was going to call in a particular someone to be the test butler for the day. Someone who Sebastian did not take a liking to. And he was on his way now.

"Sebastian, there's going to be another test butler coming for a trial period today. I want you to go downstairs and give him the tasks he's meant to have today." Ciel told Sebastian early that morning while Sebastian was replanting his roses yet again.

Glancing up slowly from the flower bed Sebastian said, "As you wish young master. May I ask who you've gotten for today?"

"No. You'll figure out when he comes in." Ciel said with a slight smirk as he walked back into the manor. "Oh and one other thing: he's to stay by you at all times. That's an order."

Finishing the rest of his roses, Sebastian got up from the flower bed to go wait in the foyer for the new wondered who the butler was as he paced the foyer floor. He was about to give up and just leave to do his other duties when the door opened. And then the nightmare came in...

"SEBBY! OH MY DEAR SEBBY! Did ya miss me!? Because I missed you...to DEATH!" Grell Sutcliff yelled as he came barreling into the room straight towards a stunned Sebastian. "Come give me a welcome back kiss!"

Not being able to dodge on his broken ankle Sebastian couldn't get out of the way. So he braced himself as Grell tackled him to the ground and squeezed him. Sebastian had to use both his hands to push Grell's face away from his. "Your kiss is voided, Grell! Let me up now!"

He tossed Grell off him and scrambled to get up. Wiping his hands on his suit jacket Sebastian said, "That was very unbutler like of you. I'm afraid that I'm going to have to tell you to leave now."

"No, no, no. Ciel told me that I can't be fired until the end of the day. And that I'm to stay by your side and not let you out of my sight! Isn't it WONDERFUL." Grell said prancing around Sebastian in small circles. "Now Sebby, what job do you have to teach me today?"

Defeated, Sebastian led Grell into the library and said that his first job was to help him dust all the books and organize them. It should have been simple for Grell, but all he wanted to do was fling himself on Sebastian.

"Grell. How many times do I have to tell you that the feather duster does not belong by my crotch. Remove it." Sebastian said wearily for the tenth time.

"Oh Sebby! I just thought you would be ticklish there, but looks like you're not. My bad!" Grell implored as he waved the duster around. "Shall we do more cleaning, hm?"

"Actually no. How about we go into the kitchen and prepare Ciel's lunch for the day? And no touching!" Sebastian said as he set his duster down and walked towards the kitchen, with Grell trying to grab-ass him the whole way.

But it turns out that being in the kitchen with Grell was almost as bad as cleaning the library. He was so busy trying to be endearing to Sebastian that he burned almost all the dishes they tried to prepare. Also, Grell found it highly amusing to try to feed Sebastian strawberries and whipped cream. "You know what they say Sebby: Strawberries keep the skin smooth! Eat up!" Grell called as for the third time he tried to shove a strawberry in Sebastian's mouth.

Sebastian put down the carrot he was working with and massaged his forehead. "For the last damn time Grell. Get. The Strawberries. Out Of. MY. FACE!" And with that Sebastian took the knife next to him and threw it at Grell's head.

Grell didn't even need to dodge the knife though. Sebastian's aim was off because he couldn't stand straight on his broken ankle. "Um, might I say Sebby, your aim's a bit off." Grell whimpered as he held up his hair, one side was shorter than the other.

"Leave Now! I'll prepare the rest of the food myself. You go and do...something else besides irritate me." Sebastian growled as he turned back to his carrot.

Walking like a kicked dog, Grell left the kitchen and wandered down the hallway. Oh my dear Sebby. It seems that his ankle is getting to him. He would never yell at his beloved like that. I must think of something to give him to make him happy. He thought as he walked outside. Then he saw them: white roses. "ROSES! Of course!"

A little while later (after serving lunch to a smirking Ciel) Sebastian left the kitchen to find where Grell had gotten off to. I truly hope he hasn't found my room... Sebastian thought as he walked down the corridor. He decided to take a short detour to his garden to check on his roses. Nothing should have happened to them this time.

But he was sadly mistaken. Because what met him was not perfectly primped roses, but a hashing of white rose petals. And who was doing the hashing? Why Grell of course.

"Oh Sebby darling! I was just cutting up these roses for you with my death scythe. They remind me of your beautiful white gloves. Aren't I a wonderful butler friend?" Grell asked as he continued to mutilate the roses with his chainsaw death scythe.

"Bu-bu-but this can't be. I-I-I just planted those this MORNING! FOR THE SECOND TIME!" Sebastian yelled as he rubbed his eyes. He had to be dreaming, he just had to be. But he wasn't.

"Really, you planted these this morning? You must've known I was coming dear! I'm so delighted, let me harvest them for you." Grell said cheerily as he swung his chainsaw over the roses making more petals fly in the air.

Then suddenly, with lightning fast speed despite the ankle, Sebastian had Grell's chainsaw in his hands. "Harvest them? Harvest them!? I'LL HARVEST YOU! YOU'RE FIRED!" Sebastian yelled hysterically as he swung the weapon at Grell's head.

"Oh MY!" Grell screamed as he ran down the path out of the garden with Sebastian on his tail. At least on the bright side: He's finally chasing me!

Tomorrow's day would bring more chaos indeed.