Is was a fine morning. The sun was shining, the weather was a warm and sunny eighty degrees. There was a slight breeze in the air. There was a large, hairy legged tarantula was crawling on Vincent and Diederich's bed. His name was Claude and when it came to spiders, he was as big and hairy as a spider could be.
"Ciel, I can't find find Claude anywhere!" Alois complained, "If he managed to cross the road, you'll bring him to me, right?"
There was a sound of high pitched screaming, so loud even Alois could hear it next door.
"He's here right now. You better get him before Diederich kills him."