Trancy and Midford
"That one!"
"No, I think he would look far more adorable in this one!"
"No, no; what about this blue one? Look, it even has ruffles."
Ciel was not quite sure how he managed to end up like this. He was a captive in his own room by two incredibly irritating blondes. Elizabeth and Alois had, somehow, arrived at his manor at the same time, both being surprise visits. And somehow, the two had instantly become friends. Ciel rubbed his temples as Elizabeth squealed about some other fluffy bunch of cloth that he would look cute in. He attempted to smother himself with one of his pillows when Alois responded with another grunt of disagreement, attempting to present some completely different bundle of fluff. He found the pillow lifted out of his grasp as his butler leaned over him.
"I don't think that would be a good idea. Then the two would have another fit attempting to force your corpse into some ruffled garish thing, and I don't think I'd have the will power to stop them."
Ciel glared at his demon, but groaned as Elizabeth, in a light blue gown this afternoon, dashed across his vision followed by Alois, who was decked out in his usual excessively short shorts and a random shirt. Ciel glanced again and frowned. It was actually one of his shirts.
Finally, the disastrous duo jumped on either side of the blunette, each holding a random bunch of fabric.
"Ciel!"
"Look here, Phantomhive!"
The young earl groaned and reached for his pillow, only to have it completely removed from his reach. The boy glared once more at his butler, then turned his azure eye to the excited blondes beside him, "What?"
"Which outfit do you like better?" Elizabeth asked.
"It's obviously mine." Alois said, playfully sticking his tattoo'd tongue out at the young noblewoman. Strangely, Elizabeth had yet to ask about it, although Alois had made no effort in hiding the seal.
Ciel scowled at the two, and they jumped back, holding their outfits. Elizabeth's was in her familiar frilly style, the usual excessively poofed frockery. Ciel's eye rolled over to glance at Alois's choice, and the boy had to do a double take. Ciel was not even sure he owned a pair of shorts that short. Everything else about the outfit seemed very similar to Elizabeth's trademark frills, however the trousers seemed to be cut in Trancy's signature style. Both outfits were garish and he didn't want to wear either.
"I'd rather leave Sebastian to choose my outfits for me." With that said, the earl rolled over, thinking he might now get some peace. However, the two simply turned to Sebastian with their query.
"Alright, Sebastian!"
"You pick!"
Ciel sat up as he heard his butler's familiar, contemplative hum.
"Well..."
"Sebastian, what are-"
"Now, young master you did say that you prefer I choose your outfits."
"Not from what they've already picked out!"
Sebastian shook his head in mock disappointment, "Honestly, young master. You should be more courteous towards your guests."
"But it's not as though I invited them here!"
Sebastian completely ignored Ciel's response and turned away from the fuming boy, "Now, I think it only fair that Lord Trancy-"
"Just call me Alois, Sebastian!"
"... that Alois be given this opportunity-"
The blonde earl turned to his companion, "Ha!"
Elizabeth pouted, "Sebastian, I thought you were on my side!"
"Now, let me finish. I think it is only fair that Alois be given this opportunity to dress Ciel first." the butler announced.
"What?!" Ciel shouted, but his protests were drowned out by Elizabeth and Alois's laughter.
Sebastian smirked, "Invited or not, they are guests, my lord. You wouldn't want to dampen the Phantom-"
"I get it, Sebastian. But you will pay for this." The boy grumbled as he was dragged out of his bed to be forcefully dressed by Alois.
Sebastian smirked, "I am counting on it, my lord."