(Baldroy's POV)

Balla hums as she works, her quiet, almost shy, soprano voice echoing throughout the room.

"Her voice is pretty!" Finny sways happily to the time of her voice. "It reminds me of a bell!"

"Balla," Sebastian strides into the room, earning the brunette's attention. "Come with me, please."

Balla raises an eyebrow at me, handing me her feather duster before following Sebastian.

(Balla's POV)

Sebastian leads me toward my shared room with Mey-Rin, but instead of opening that door, he opens another door just down the hall and steps aside. "Master Ciel decided to move you now instead of solving a possible problem later. You'll find everything you need already stocked."

I blink at the butler, taking a cautious step into the pale blue room. It's large and roomy, the bed and night stand pushed against one wall and a large dresser and mirror against the other. A desk sits in the far corner, a feather sticking up from the ink well. A large window allows a direct view of the stables, the soft blue curtains billowing out with the breeze. An empty bookshelf sits underneath it.

I turn to Sebastian with a smile. "Please give Master Ciel my thanks. The room is perfect."

He nods, a pleased smirk crossing onto his face. "I surely will, Miss Balla." Sebastian strides off down the hall, returning to his post.

I breathe a sigh of relief and step further into my room, shutting the door behind me and heading to the dresser.

Inside the dresser, I find stacks of trousers, simple men's shirts and vests hanging with a few dresses, multiple pairs of boots, both riding and dress boots, and two pairs of men's dress shoes. Ties, bow ties, and ribbons over flow a box sitting on the shelf with the trousers. I blink at all of it, noting that everything is the correct size, even the shoes.

Shrugging, I select a white shirt with a black vest and matching trousers, tucking the shirt into my pants and the pants into a pair of riding boots. I gather my hair up in a ponytail and tie it back with a blue ribbon, adding a matching blue bow tie to bring it all together. I blink at my reflection, not believing my own face is looking back at me, before heading back out to help Baldroy and the others.

(Baldroy's POV)

"Could I have my feather duster back, please?" I turn at the sound of her voice, her feather duster already held out for her.

"Sure, here you- What the hell?!" I was not expecting her to come back wearing men's clothes and involuntarily jerk the duster out of her grasp. "You're wearing-!"

"Men's clothing, I know." Balla narrows her blue eyes at me. "I will wear a dress when the situation demands. I am wearing men's clothes because they are better suited for my station. Now," She holds her hand out, placing the other on her hip. "The duster, please?"

Silence settles between the two of us. Since Mey-Rin, Finny, and Tanaka have all left the room, it grows heavier over us as time passes. I find it hard to keep my mouth shut, the question I've got begging for release.

"Just say it, Baldroy." Balla, seated on top of a shelf while she dusts a chandelier, looks down at me from her perch.

"So...you're not a cross-dresser? Ow! That was my head!"

"Good, now hand me the feather duster back."