His Butler, Elizabeth?
Chapter VIII: His Butler, Proactive
Disclaimer: I own Black Butler! Yay! Okay, no... Why?!
Last Time:
"Elizabeth. She doesn't want me to be happy..." He muttered, prompting Rachel and Vincent to hug him.
'Stupid.' She thought, 'That's all I ever wanted... And now, you won't even call me Lizzie...'
Elizabeth stormed off. She knew that she'd just end up where she started, but she needed to think.
'He's so mean! I love him with all my heart he thinks I don't want him to be happy. Love is stupid.' She thought, 'And-'
"Agatha, he believes us." Vincent confirmed.
"But, Ms. Blondie doesn't. We need to look out for that green-eyed, prissy little girl." Rachel reminded.
"Oh, darling, she's so gullible, half an hour, she'll believe we're the Phantomhives." Vincent convinced.
"If you says so, Mark." Rachel sighed.
Elizabeth's eyes widened. She knew they weren't trustworthy, but Ciel was upset with her now. How was she supposed to get him on her side? She'd have to be deceptive, unfortunately. But what could she tempt him with? He had almost no weaknesses except...
"Ci...Ciel?" She tried as she rounded the corner.
"What is it?" He humphed.
"I-I-I...I'm sorry!" She said with tears streaming down her face, "It didn't make since at first and I miss my family and I didn't mean to make you upset!"
"Wait, Lizzie!" He called, "Please, don't cry."
She sniffled, "B-B...But...you're still mad at me."
"No, I'm not," He promised, "I understand, it's okay."
"R-Really?" She said looking up at him, and he nodded.
She smiled, "Okay! I found some cake down the hall! Let's go."
"Um, I don't think that's a good idea. We don't live here and we weren't invited-"
"They have chocolate..." She sang.
His eye(s) lit up, "Okay. But if we get caught I'm blaming you."
Five minutes later...
"You have no clue where we're going, do you?" He questioned.
"Uh...well, not really, but- wait! Have you seen that room before?" She counter-questioned.
"I...well, no. Do you know where we are?" He asked looking around.
She sighed, "I think we're lost."
"Agatha!" Vincent called, "Where are you?"
Elizabeth grabbed Ciel and shoved him in the unfamiliar room.
"Mark?" Rachel called.
Ciel tilted his head, "Who-" Elizabeth's hand quickly covered his mouth, this made the Earl upset. He attempted to remove her hand with his own, but that didn't work, so he tried licking her hand, that always worked when they were little.
She looked down at him and shook her head.
This was so condescending.
"Agatha." Vincent began as he walked up to Rachel, "Have you seen the little brats?"
"No." She replied, "I'm sure they're just walking around aimlessly. But did you hear the Midford idiot? She believes us now, too."
"This'll be easy as pie." Vincent nodded, "Speaking of which, I could really go for some banana creme..."
As Vincent and Rachel walked away, Elizabeth slowly removed her hand from Ciel's face.
"I'm sorry." He said, not even looking up at her, "I knew it wasn't them but, I wanted to believe so much..."
"It's okay." She gave him a small smile, "I think it's best if we leave though."
He nodded, "But how do we-"
"Where do you plan to go?"
They looked up to see the woman who was supposed to be Rachel, "I think you should stay."
"Why do you want us here? Do you wanna eat us or something?" Elizabeth asked, earning an odd look from both Ciel and Rachel.
"Um, no?" Rachel replied, "Ciel, we aren't your parents, but we want to be. We've always wanted a child like you, and now we can have one. We'll pretend to be your parents. That way, you can have what you've always have what you wanted; your mother, your father, your wife, and eventually, a beautiful little family of your own. Isn't that what you want?"
He stood up and grabbed Elizabeth's hand, "No! What I want is for me and Lizzie to get out of this weird smelling place and away from you nutjobs!
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that. You see, I want you two to stay, and Mark and I are the only ones who knows the correct way out of this manor." She said with a devious smile on her face.
"Yeah! But we know the incorrect way!" A familiar voice yelled.
The three turned around to see...
Me: Oh! Who is it! Oh, wait! I know... This is another one of those pauses for dramatic effects and a higher word count. Haven't done one of those since chapter 2... Back to the story!
"Bard?" Elizabeth mused, "Where did you come from?"
"It's not important." The chef dismissed, "Finny's down the hall. Go an' see 'im. I'll take care this ol' hag."
Ciel and Elizabeth looked down the hall and saw Mey-Rin with her guns and without her glasses. She looked back and smiled at them, "Finny's the other way. He's bustin' us a way out, yes he is."
"Ha! I got it!" The two heard. They turned that way and saw Finny, "Young Master! Lady Elizabeth! Come on!"
They ran down the hallway and two the door, but they quickly ran into a problem; a four-story drop.
"What do we now?" Ciel asked turning towards Finny.
The gardener shrugged, "I don't know. They just told me to bust through the wall."
Ciel sighed heavily. He needed smarter help.
"Hey, wait." Elizabeth started, "I found a rope."
It was a good thing he had Elizabeth, wasn't it.
Finny tied the rope to a doorknob (I don't know, okay?) and then-
"Hey, you guys." Ciel called as if he was distant, "Are you okay?"
"Yes, why?" Finny asked.
"'Cause there are like, three of you. And there's a blue background now..." He trailed off.
"Hey, look," Elizabeth started, "there's a purple penguin!"
Ciel frowned, "Where? All I see is really big, green lamppost!"
Finny looked around; there was only one of him, there was no blue background, no purple penguins, or green lampposts, "Young Master? Lady Elizabeth? Are you okay?"
Then the two hit the ground and everything faded to black...
Phantomhive Manor (more specifically Ciel's bedroom), eleven at night...
"What?" Elizabeth began, "I don't understand."
"The thing that woman stuck in our necks made us go to sleep and see hallucinations." Ciel explained.
"Oh..." She muttered, "Wait, you saw a big, green lamppost?"
He frowned, "Said the one who saw purple penguins."
"I only saw one." She replied crossing her arms over her chest.
They stood for a moment when Elizabeth spoke again, "Well, I need to go to bed so..."
"Wait." Ciel hurried in front of her.
"What is it?" She asked.
He sighed and then looked up at her with a determined look. He put his hands on her cheeks, confusing her and prompting her to begin, "Ciel, what are you-"
He forcefully pressed his lips on hers for a few seconds then he turned around, probably because his cheeks were red.
"Ciel, you-"
"No questions." He interjected.
"But, Ciel-"
"Or comments. I already know I did it wrong." He muttered.
She giggled, "You didn't do it wr-"
"Don't laugh at me either." He said turning his head to one side. His face was extremely red.
"That was nice." She said as she tried to approach him.
"Just...just go to bed..." He muttered quietly.
"What did you say?"
"You are my butler and I command you to go sleep." He demanded.
She smiled, "Goodnight, Ciel."
He humphed in return, "Go."
"Yes, my love." She said as she closed the door.
He thought that had worn off...
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