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Ciel, Clayton, Bluer and the rest of their team sat in silence as they waited for the bell to ring. The bell meant to signify the start of their next, and final match. Suffice to say, silence was suitable in the scholars situation-for they were to play against Green House.

The silence was too much for one student who shattered the silent suffocation. "...We're fighting the certain winner, Green House, for the deciding match..." He looked up despairingly at his fellow teammates for reassurance, "Can we really win?" he asked, as if the answer would decide his future motivation.

He was met with more silence, until Ciel spoke up-"Of course we can! We have to! for Red House's sake as well since they had to forfeit!"

Bluer looked up at the first year, "Phantomhive...Yes. You're right." the Watchdog's short-but nonetheless inspiring-speech roused the rest to their feet, with Bluer at the lead, "Let's do our best, especially for Red House too!" And they entered the playing field, full of vigor.

At the side-lines, the Ravennes resumed their seats with the Phantomhives. The two teams, Green and Blue House members faced each other with their own counterparts: Blue with Greenhill, and Ciel with Edward.

Evelyn fanned herself and Wolfie steadily beside Lottie, only stopping her movements when she saw Lawrence Bluer face Herman Greenhill. Lottie noticed. "Are you...surprised, ma'am?" the maid asked. Evelyn made no sound, nor movement, that indicated that she had heard Lottie. "Miss Evelyn?"

After a long moment Evelyn let go of a breath she didn't realize she was holding, "...I'm...unsure." Evelyn turned her head slowly to Lottie, eyes widening, "Am I supposed to be?"

Lottie gaped at her fri-her mistress, vainly attempting to answer, but nothing came to mind. She looked up at the sky, struck by a ray of inspiration. "Well...being unsure...is what makes us human. It's one of the reasons why there are so many things being discovered or created. There are growing changes in society and cultures. We're finding new places already inhabited. Medicines are being developed which can kill viruses that would have destroyed us in the past. We are constantly changing, because we have to. To be uncertain, is to be evolving." Lottie muttered softly, meeting Evelyn's green eyes once more with her blue, "At least, that's what I think." Despite having knowing what her mistress did for a living, and falling for the same as her, Lottie's gaze was that of hope, benevolence, innocence.

Naivety.

Evelyn laughed, almost bitterly, "Ah, but how far can one go before it becomes dangerous? One may even go as far as to discover how to play God. Knowledge is a double edged sword, that may strike down your foes, but it's blade will sting you thrice as much for the price. One cannot gain eternal knowledge, without going past the point of no return."

Evelyn continued, ignoring Lottie's growing grimace. "It is like...being stuck in an abyss for a prison: dark, foreboding, empty and eternal. Then; A thread, to pull one out of it. It's no thicker than gossamer thread from a spider. Do you pull yourself up-to gain knowledge? Or do you drag everyone else down with you for discovering something mankind has no business nor capacity to understand? There is always a danger when it comes to transgression."

To change subject, Lottie had her hands to her heart, "My heart flutters at the thought of witnessing the Blue Miracle right before our eyes! isn't it exciting, Ma'am?" She gazed at Evelyn once more. Her mistress' face was blank. A practiced face-one that kept others' from knowing what thoughts that strolled her mind, or emotions that had a glancing chance of gracing her countenance. Enigmatic, many referred to Evelyn as.

Evelyn sighed heavily, "Charlotte. Forgive me."

"Muh?"

"I...have realized...something, Charlotte."

"What's that, M-miss Evelyn." Evelyn shifted her gaze back up at Lottie, taking the maid's hands in her own. Lottie felt the heat rise in her cheeks-being stared at so intensely...was frightening.

"Charlotte. Stay by my side. Always."

Lottie blinked twice, before the penny dropped. "H-huh?!" just what was Evelyn saying to her?! Did she mean...?

"Please. Promise me that you'll always be by my side, and never betray me." Evelyn's grasp on Lottie's hands tightened, though not so much that she would cry out. "Will you? Not as a servant, not as an acquaintance, but as my companion. The sister I never had."

Something warm and wet welled up and stung Lottie's eyes. Only after blinking streams, and the feather touch of Evelyn's long fingers brushing away the marks on her skin, did Lottie break from her trance.

"I-I...Uhhmmmm-"

Evelyn smiled was motherly, "Take your time, Charlotte." she whispered softly, as Wolfie stared at Lottie with brown eyes that warmed the heart.

"We will now begin the deciding match between Green Lion and Sapphire Owl!" The chattering hum of the audience died down, and Evelyn whipped her head round, plaited hair flying, and the grip on Lottie loosened only an inch.

Bluer glanced at the two young ladies, ignoring Ciel and Edward's stand off, then met Greenhill's eyes once more as determination made his body tense. Or was it nervousness?

Greenhill looked his fellow Prefect hard in the eye, knowing full well at what Bluer was staring at without even turning around. "I'm gonna go all out." No matter the outcome, or what would become of Evelyn and himself, the name Herman Greenhill will be defined as the hardest worker.

Bluer gave a slight nod in agreement, thinking the same thing, though a small ember of hope was sparked as Evelyn focused on his countenance. She nodded, smiling. What will be, will be. "It's an honor, Greenhill."

"First offence is Blue House! PLAY!" the referee declared! Evelyn inhaled sharply, all thoughts rushing through her ever expansive mind relentlessly, never-ending, never stopping-

A squeeze on her hand brought her back to England. Evelyn swiveled her head gracefully. Lottie had both hands atop her own. She smiled wistfully, sapphire eyes shining, sun rays hitting golden hair, making Lottie's wholesome countenance glow.

"Yes, my Lady."


YAY! Evie and Lottie are becoming bestie's again!

*The playing God and danger of Knowledge is something that Mary Shelley's Frankenstein tackles (I recommend it to anyone looking for a moral breakdown lol) ans personally it's one of my favorite books!

*Also yes, I'm referencing BB about the whole gossamer thread in dark abyss theme. Makes sense. 'Cause you know. It's a BLACK BUTLER FANFIC