Kokoroshitsuji
Chapter 9,
It was around the time when most humans eat dinner or prepared too but in the Phantomhive Mansions the preparations weren't working at all since the butler couldn't do anything properly, to clouded by troubling thoughts he was. The demon butler felt that his current facade is draining his demonic nature, that he was taking his role as a butler to serious even for a perfectionist that at times can be a bit of a show-off. Yes, those thoughts were very irritating and he tried to calm himself by thinking instead about Dneirfel's letter but he was simply to immersed in his thoughts so the only thing he did was chaos in the kitchen. Various burnt down meals were on the floor with some pots and other kitchen implements as company, broken windows and a few holes in the walls were also included. Currently he was simply heating up some water but he wasn't concentrating on what he was doing and had his hands in the pot, the steaming hot pot with his hands beginning to burn. Sebastian noticed nothing, not until he sensed a large amount of smoke...He looked down, suddenly remembering what must be his tenth attempt to make a meal. Sebastian quickly pulled away his hands from the water and picked up the steaming pot, not knowing what to do.
"I'M PATHETIC!" He suddenly hissed out, throwing the pot high and exploding it with his powers filled with anger, pieces of metal and water raining down on him.
"He's surely not even hungry, plotting how to escape his own home." Sebastian mumbled, eyes turning cat-like.
"It took quite the energy to build this quickly so better not to destroy this perfection." He mumbled out again, looking around the broken kitchen. With a snap of his fingers everything got back as he re-created it and after that he went towards the little Earl's room, sensing he would be there. Sebastian sensed right as the little one was sleeping peacefully, snug and warm with his blanket, a tiny smile on his face. Sebastian become irritated that all this time he was busy trying to do food for a sleeping person, a smiling one.
"First you try to flee from the contract and now you're smiling...No, No this won't do, the young Master must be reminded of his choice, the reason for it." He said with a cold and sinister smirk, going inside the child's dream.
"Traehel can't be broken so easily….especially by a mere child...a Baby Earl!" Was the last thing he hissed out…