Ciel had the bag of medical in his pocket. Vincent was out with Diederich doing some errands. He had the kitchen and the house to himself. Alois rang the doorbell.
"You got the goods?" Alois asked with a wide grin on his face. Ciel nodded and together, they got to work in the kitchen.
Ciel melted some butter on the stove top, and unlike his father, did not set single thing on fire. He crumbled the bud and made sure it was fully submerged in the butter, then he set that against while he melted the chocolate and got everything else ready. Alois sat on the countertop as Ciel did the cooking. He was just watching Ciel, like a cat, with the widest grin on his face, and he hadn't even gotten to eating the pot brownies yet.
It was the very moment that the oven timer dinged that Vincent, Diederich, and two of their friends arrived. One was a tall asian man with what looked like a dragon tattoo on his right arm. The other had long white hair that covered most of his face. He wore a completely black suit, shirt and tie. Vincent and Diderich did not introduce them, and they hung around Vincent like a somewhat sketchy looking cloud of smoke. Ciel pulled the brownies out of the oven.
"Oh man these look great Ciel," Vincent said, and cut himself a huge brownie. Diederich followed and now both of his parents had eaten the pot brownies.
"What do you think?" Ciel asked nervously.
"Best damn brownie I've ever had," Diederich said with a mouth full of weed brownie. Apparently, he couldn't tell the difference and thank goodness for that.
"You did a great job son," Vincent said. His creepy two friends helped themselves to the weed brownies. Leaving half of the pan left for Ciel and Alois.
"Let's go out for drinks," the chinese man suggested to the party.
"Fantastic idea," Vincent said, and they headed out. Ciel shivered and wondered what horrible misfortune he had unleashed on the universe.
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"Alright, alright, so if you could have sex with anyone, and I mean anyone, all throughout history, alive or dead, who would it be?" Ciel asked Alois. They were laying on Ciel's bed and feeling mildly stoned as hell from the pot brownies.
"Vincent," Alois said.
"What?!" Ciel yelled.
"Your dad is a prime piece of fine, british ass."
"Don't say perverted things about my father!"
"It's not my fault your dad is really hot!"
The door to Ciel's bedroom opened. Vincent was staring at Alois with a stern expression. "You stay from me you queer little man," Vincent said, pointing at Alois. Vincent gave Alois a death glare and then closed the door gently.
