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Sorry for late updating! Been a bit busy with other things… but I thought this was an alright chapter. I mean, William and Sebastian having one of their normal 'chats' is always interesting.


William POV

"Mr. Spears, how nice of you to stop by."

"Michealis. I was wondering if you've seen-"

"Mr. Sutcliff, undoubtedly. You really need to keep a leash on it, the thing causes so much problems for the young master."

"Why complain? You seem to be able to handle yourself just fine." I stood stoically, glaring slightly at the demon. He glared back slightly, though his eyes held a look that was … amusement, perhaps?

"I can indeed handle myself just fine, thank you." Sebastian answered coolly while staring back at me. I stood on the front steps of the Phantomhive manor, since this seemed like a logically place for Grell to be. Sebastian didn't look amused, and he raised his eyebrows at the bouquet in my hand. "Seeing someone?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Yes."

"That creature, no doubt." Sebastian sighed, looking bored. "May I ask why?

"You can ask. I may not answer."

"Well, then, I'll guess… you are looking for Grell, and you look rather fancy because… it's his birthday?"

I blinked. How could this creature know something like that? As if he knew what I was thinking, Sebastian spoke again.

"Grell was practically announcing his special day to the whole of London. I would think that he could learn to restrain himself from such-"

"Such what?" I bit back harshly, interrupting him. Sebastian stopped and gave me a surprised and questioning look, but I continued. "Such 'unsightly' behavior? Such 'abnormal'-ness? Tell me, Michealis, what thoughts are rattling around in that unsightly head of yours."

He stares, probably wondering what that was all about. Then, he smiles slightly, the corners of his mouth turning up. "For your information, Mr. Spears, my head is perfect in every possible way. And I believe there are a number of names to describe Mr. Sutcliff. However, I feel as though you have worn out your welcome-"

I scoff. "Welcome?"

He narrowed his eyes, hating the interruption. "But, as it would seem, that thing you are looking for is not here. It left a while ago. I think it was going into town, if I'm not mistaken. Came by an hour ago, left a few minutes later." Sebastian stepped back into the manor. "Good day, Mr. Spears. And do us the fine courtesy of not coming again." And with that, he slammed the door in my face.