"Ciel, let's play a game, yes?" Elizabeth was as energetic as ever today.
But Ciel could not turn away from a challenge, no matter how small. He asked suspiciously, yet a little intrigued. "...What sort of game?"
She giggled. "It's simple, really! I'll say one thing, and all you have to do is say the very first words you think of in return. Get it?"
"Sure."
"England," Elizabeth began.
Then Ciel said, "Queen."
"Sugared strawberries."
"Sweets."
"Butler," Elizabeth continued with.
Ciel smirked. "Dog."
"The sun!"
"The stars."
"Something beautiful to you."
He knew what she wanted to here. "My fiancé."
Haha. Fluff.