Switched For a Week

Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy Play Dress Up

A/N: Ughhh! This took so much time to write and I still have so many things I think is wrong with it. Eheh.. well, enjoy. NOTE: I am switching from Ciel's surroundings and POV to Alois' surroundings and POV back and forth throughout this chapter. Also if you see a whole bunch of "_" that is a page break so you can switch from their POV's easily. Here we go.

Good morning, your highness. It is time to wake up..

Ciel groaned as the familiar, blinding sunlight pierced through his eyelids. He rose out of bed and stretched. How long had he resided here again? Just one day?! Surely, that can't be right! Even so, he hoped that he wouldn't be staying in the "Wonderful World of Trancy Land" for much longer.

Meanwhile at the Phantomhive residence, Alois had crawled into Ciel's fiancé's bed and nestled himself under the covers. He wasn't used to sleeping alone due to his dear butler sneaking into bed with him late at night. However, he was in store for quite a rude awakening from Sebastian Michealis, and of course, Ciel's fiancé

"Your highness, I have prepared your earl grey," Claude uttered in his usual monotone voice.

"Yes" Ciel sighed as he took light slips of the warm, bitter, liquid. As he indulged in his favorite, he glanced to the side to find Claude placing his clothes on the bed. A white shirt, a green vest, a purple coat, and, you guessed it, shorts so short even one of Jack the Ripper's prostitutes would be ashamed to wear them. Ciel rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't just imagining that particular outfit.

"Claude, these are not my clothes!"

"My Lord Trancy, your clothes are laid out on the dressing table. I shall dress you momentarily as I prepare your bandage," Sebastian announced before he bowed and exited the room. Alois rubbed his bruised cheek and winced in pain. He knew Ciel's fiance was feisty at times but she sure does punch pretty hard too. H