When the prince arose from his coffin the next day he ordered a search to find the red-headed mystery man and soon it was all over the newspapers. The news reached Lord Drocell who told Lady Elizabeth who told Ciel, whom she greatly adored and was infatuated with. In the study Alois and William congregated because Ciel had big news for them.
"Yes Ciel, why did you call us here, my son?"
"Yeah especially this early! You can be so cruel, Big brother."
"I have called you both here to discuss something of great importance. It appears our efforts were in vain, we did not succeed in getting the affections of the prince, however somebody did."
"Who? What son of a bitch is going to be queen instead of me?"
"OH so you haven't heard? Well Lady Elizabeth told me and at first I didn't believe it but it's all over the papers."
Alois giggled and nibbled his brother on the cheek.
"Oh big brother is talking to Miss Elizabeth? I think she likes you big brother."
"Enough of that Alois. Read this morning's newspaper headline."
He slammed down a thick newspaper and a picture of a red blur in a crowded ballroom. The headline read:
Red-headed male rampages through royal revelry
Alois skimmed the title then looked up at Ciel.
"Last night at the ball a man in a red dress with red hair was running ramped through the crowd with a chainsaw."
"A CHAINSAW? How did we miss that?"
"At the time we weren't in the ballroom, remember? Alois was dancing off into the night in his own little dream world and you and I were doing business with the Duke of England in the courtyard when we came back in the prince was nowhere in sight. Apparently the prince has become smitten with the man but before he could get his name the man ran away in a hurry leaving no trail or trace of him behind. Now the Prince is searching all throughout the kingdom for anyone who looks like him."
"So how does this involve us?"
"Simple, Alois," deduced William, "We make ourselves up to look like the man."
"But we don't even know what he looks like!"
"We know he has red hair and there is more description in here. Long red hair, green eyes, sharp teeth, and a funny voice and apparently love red."
"You don't suppose it's…You know, Cindergrella, do you?"
"Impossible! Cindergrella had no way of getting there or attire…true the description includes physical attributes that Cindergrella has but look at the facts! Besides, dearest and youngest son, Alois, a lot of people have these characteristics and that makes it all the better to manipulate ourselves to posses the same qualities. It will take some time but we must be quick about it the prince or whomever is doing the search will be here at any moment."
Cindergrella was standing outside the door with the morning tea on the tray or more so the tea WAS on the tray and the tray WAS in his hands for now it was on the floor. He couldn't believe his ears! The prince was looking for him?! There would be women and men all over the kingdom trying to play off being Cindergrella but if the prince saw, or whomever was searching saw the true him they would surely be able to know he was the true Cindergrella and they would obviously see the differences. Not everyone could be as extraordinary as he!
Cindergrella left the broken teapot, cups, dropped tray and tea-stained floor to go upstairs and get himself prepared for his prince. William caught a glimpse of Cindergrella rushing upstairs but not before he heard him muttering about Prince Undertaker and a chainsaw.
So it was him! He didn't understand how Cindergrella got there or got a dress or a chainsaw for that matter but all that mattered was William knew it was his step-son who was the mystery man everyone in the kingdom was pretending to be and who the prince was doting on and searching for. Nobody would ever find out and if the prince or whomever was searching didn't chose one of his two sons then so be it but he would not give Cindergrella that privilege of the high life he thought his step-son didn't deserve. The prince would simply have to move on and then William could strike with everything he had until the Prince succumbed and chose one of his two brilliant, beautiful sons.
William followed Cindergrella upstairs and just when Cindergrella let his guard down William closed the door and locked it.
"The hell? HEY YOU CAN'T LOCK ME IN HERE! THIS IS UNCALLED FOR!"
"I won't let you damage my son's chances at getting their rightful place in the world, at the very top."
"They won't have a chance when I get out, hell they don't have a chance now! They're both spoiled brats who get whatever they want while I sit here slaving away you guys just sit on your fat asses eating Bon bons all day!"
"Goodbye….Cindergrella Sutcliff. You've been a thorn in my side ever since you and your damned father came here. You know…I only married him for his money…and killed him for the same reason."
"YOU WHAT! YOU SON OF A BITCH I'LL KILL YOU!"
Cindergrella banged on the door as hard as he could
"You won't get away with this you sick bastard! And by the way…my name is GRELL!"
William laughed all the way down the stairs where he started to get his boys ready. Cindergrella or perhaps we should revert to calling him just Grell now, was pacing around the room deciding on what to do. The triplets were worried about what was to become of their favorite master but what could they do? They helped Alois find the most sultry red dress possible, they helped Ciel put on a red wig, they placed green contacts in their eyes; they got fake, sharp teeth and placed them in their mouths. Just when they were done the door bell rang. One of the three triplets opened it, it was Madame Red escorted by Maylene, Bard, and Finny.
"What is your name, sir and who are you presenting as 'our mystery man'?"
"MY name is Lord William T. Spears and I am presenting my sons Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy, Earls and future heirs of the Phantomhive-Trancy company."
Both Ciel and Alois appeared both wearing long red wigs, green contacts, fake, sharp teeth, and lots of red.
"Neither of them are the mystery man, clearly they are way too short."
"TOO SHORT! I'll have you know I'm almost 3'11!" Shouted Alois.
Ciel merely crossed his arms, obviously angered by the obviously true cement about his stature.
"Very well, if you say so, Madame."
"Have you no others to show me?"
"These are the only two children I have and the only two in this household, as you can see, look the most like the description."
"Alright, I'll be on my-"
Suddenly there was a loud revving of a chainsaw, a wicked noise that ripped through the house and the sound of spinning blades hitting wood. A loud crack of the wood and then a man, wearing rags with long red hair, sharp but dazzling green eyes, sharp teeth, and a very funny voice came running down the stairs.
"My god! It's him!"
"No it's not! He's just our scullery maid, nothing more."
"Yes just a bumbling ingrate, our step-brother, Cindergrella Pay no mind to him he hasn't got a penny to his name."
"Just a baboon!"
"Buffoon, Alois!"
"It doesn't matter I said anybody that looked the part but I'd know him when I saw him…you are him."
Grell stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"YES, it is I! Thank god I remembered I had this chainsaw, now I realize why I needed it. THANK YOU BASSY!"
"Who?"
"Not important. What is important is I'm the real guy you're looking for. TAKE ME HOME PRINCY! Where is he?"
"At home…moping and sobbing. What was your name again? Was it…Cinder…Cindergretel?"
"Not Gretel, Grell. Just Grell. Grell Sutcliff."
Madame Red smiled warmly. So that was his name, she would never forget it.
"Well Grell, you're coming home with me to the palace."
"YAY I GET TO SEE MY PRINCEY! So long losers. Oh and by the way Alois…you're totally not sexy!"
Grell skipped merrily out of the hell hole he had called home for so, so long and knew he would be stepping into his new life. Alois was on the floor, kicking and screaming.
"SOMEBODY TELL ME I'M SEXY! BIG BROTHER? DADDY?"
William sighed then pushed up his glasses. "It seems we've failed. In light of the circumstances I would be crying too, however I think I lost my tear ducts long ago and can't manage a single tear. MY dear son…you are sexy."
"IT DOESN'T HELP! Cantebury, Thompson, Timber…tell me I'm sexy."
They all smiled at each other then looked at him and a phenomenon occurred; THEY SPOKE!
"Hell no."
"YOU BIG BULLIES! Daddy fire them this instant."
"You can't fire us, we quit!"
In unison they left out the door and ran after Madame Red's carriage to also start a new life at the palace, at the side of the new queen, queen Grell…but this isn't the end of the story at all…
"Grell," A voice whispered in Grell's mind.
'Who said that?' Cam Grell's inner voice.
"You have not yet used the chainsaw in the way it was meant.'
'BASSY! Oh Bassy is that you?'
"Afraid so. I've come to warn you, danger approaches and you must but the chainsaw to use."
'You mean it wasn't for breaking free? What's it for?'
"When the time comes-"
'Yeah, yeah I'm supposed to know! But when is the time!'
"That, I cannot reveal, it's something you must find out."
'ERG! This makes no sense at all. You've been no help to me so far.'
"So sorry you think that, my lord. It puts a frown on my face. What kind of fairy god-father would I be if I could not fulfill the wishes of my master?"
'Well I suppose I'll find out what this heavy thing is good for and I suppose you're not all bad, you ARE very sexy Bassy. You must be an angel sent from above.'
"Why no, master. You see I'm simply one hell of a fairy godfather."
With hat the voice disappeared leaving Grell wondering what the chainsaw was the real purpose of the chainsaw and what danger lied ahead in the now unforeseeable future.