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That Butler, Busy 3


'thoughts'

"speech"

"Demonic speech"

[speech heard over telephone]

{setting/stage directions?}

*sound effect*

An entire sentence like this, without quotes, is narration for dreams or stuff like written letters.

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Previously:

'Why, this imbec—rather, chef. You should talk about cooking after you have actually 'cooked' something. I believe eighty percent of what you have managed to 'cook' has been charcoal. The other twenty percent was hazardous waste.' Sebastian thought, chagrined. 'Save your art for your hairstyle, and cook something edible... otherwise... I wish for you to become charcoal yourself.'


"Haah... all right. We still have the ground meat and vegetables, so let us make do with that." Sebastian said, sighing wearily, his brow furrowed in annoyance. Before Bard could even say '' Sebastian had already chopped up the ingredients. The demon butler then rolled the meat and veggies up into a cabbage leaf. Then, he boiled it and wrapped it in slices of bacon, and decorated it with fancy toothpicks. They weren't usually wrapped in bacon, but that was something Chêne had done when she made them one time, since it gave the small meal extra flavor and protein, and the young master had taken a liking to the combination.

"... Whew!" Sebastian said, wiping his brow, once he had finished preparing lunch. Today's lunch was now stuffed cabbage and mint potato salad. For some reason, he was feeling more tired than usual today.

"Whoa!" Bard said, impressed by Sebastian's speed and quick thinking.

"This should suffice for the time being. I leave the tidying up to you." Sebastian said, taking his leave before anything else could go wrong.

"Yessir!" Bard said, saluting him.

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"Unbelievable! Not one shred of my work is getting done!" Sebastian said, aggravated, as he returned to his private kitchen and slammed the door shut. "Let us finish this right away." He opened the bag of brown sugar and began reading the directions again.

Spread the brown sugar on a baking sheet. Heat the oven to 80 C—

*WHAM!*

The sugar exploded out of the bag an flew all over the place when Finni suddenly slammed into Sebastian out of nowhere.

"Uwaaaaaaahh!" Finni cried as he clung to Sebastian.

"... Now it is your turn, I take it..." Sebastian said, sweat dropping as Finni clung to him and sobbed something incoherent.

"Uwaaahn! Mister Sebastiaaaan!" Finni wailed. Sebastian sighed wearily. He should've known this was coming... nothing ever went smoothly when these idiots were left to there own devices.

"Are you an infant? I can discern not a word if you persist with your crying. What happened?" Sebastian asked.

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{Outside, in the Phantomhive Gardens}

"..." Sebastian said, his mouth hanging open slightly as he stared at the scene of destruction before him, his eyes cast in shadow.

* Whoooosh*

The wind blew through the barren wasteland that had once been a lush and green garden. The flowers were all dead, and the tree's had all suddenly lost their foliage. The lawn was withered and dry, like hay.

"I was going to trim the branches... The lawn... but I forgot all about the herbicide sprayer being broken a while back!!" Finni cried, bursting into tears. "Uwaaahn! I'm really sorry!"

'Why this imbec—this imbecile!!' Sebastian thought furiously as Finni continued to cry and beg for forgiveness. 'How can a gardener be so clumsy? Though the saying goes, 'an idiot and a pair of scissors can both be of use,' giving this idiot a pair of scissors is trouble in itself. He refers to something that happened two or three days ago as being 'a while back.' The way his brain can easily cast aside a blunder of that degree... I have surpassed anger, and I am, in fact, rather impressed.' Sebastian thought, smiling wanly. "Haaah... there is nothing even I can do about this. Go and buy some trees at the garden shop..." Sebastian said, getting ready to hand Finni some of his own pocket money to pay for the supplies.

"What sort of trees should I get?" Finni asked timidly. "Chêne usually helps me pick them out and design the garden, since she knows a lot about flowers."

"Today is Chêne's day off. You are the gardener. The design of the garden is your responsibility. Purchase what you deem appropriate." Sebastian told him. Finni immediately perked up when he heard that.

"Eh!? Then! Then! I wanna make a garden a cool as a combo robot!" Finni said excitedly, his eyes sparkling with childlike wonder and excitement. Finni's reception signal was on full power, and the air around the boy seemed to glow and sparkle from his sudden burst of happiness.

'I have lived for quite sometime, but this is my first encounter with a being from outer space. How does he expect me to respond to his beaming smile?' Sebastian thought, frozen in place from shock. No wonder Chêne always helped Finni with the garden's design. She was usually the one that supervised the others while he carried out the more difficult and specialized tasks by himself, but after dealing with these three's shenanigans all day... Sebastian had decided that Ciel was obviously not paying Chêne enough. It was amazing she didn't have any gray hair from all the stress. Finni stared at Sebastian while the demon butler was lost in thought, neither of them knowing what the other was thinking.

"Mister Sebastian?" Finni said, tilting his head to the side.

"Ha!" Sebastian gasped, snapping out of his daze.

"The young master'll get angry, so do please give me the money riiiiiight quiiiick!" Finnie said, smiling cheerfully as he poked Sebastian playfully on the forehead. "Sheesh, you can't just let your mind wander off like that! You big silly~ Just kidding!"

"!!" Sebastian thought, shuddering. Did he really just hear that from Finni, of all people!? He quickly gave Finni the money, just so he could be rid of him.

"Yaaay! Be back in a jiff!" Finni said happily as he ran off, leaving behind a gaunt, physically and mentally drained Sebastian. One of his hairs even fell out from stress.

'I have had enough. At time like these, yes... I want to see her.' Sebastian thought as he ran to where his own personal oasis awaited him. 'A supple body, flowing black hair, fierce eyes that shine like amber...I must hurry... to the place where she awaits me.' Sebastian thought as he slammed open the door leading to the inner courtyard. 'Yes...' Sebastian thought as he panted from the effort of sprinting there at top speed, and he gazed upon the beauty before him. '... to her.' The adorable little amber-eyed black cat before him mewed hello and purred as it rubbed up against him. You could practically see sparkles floating around the demon butler as he exuded an aura of peace and blissful happiness upon seeing her.

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"Now, now. There is plenty more, so you must not gobble it so..." Sebastian told the cat affectionately as he watched it eat the premium blend cat food that Chêne had picked out for it. They had a schedule worked out between them so they wouldn't accidently over or underfeed her. Sebastian fed her in the afternoon, and Chêne fed her in the evening. The cat usually hunted the mice that roamed the countryside close to the mansion for breakfast. Sebastian had lived for a very long time, and over the centuries he had come to the human world for contracts many times, but it wasn't until recently that he had become so attached to felines. He had encountered the adorable, but dignified creatures before, but had never given them anything other than a passing glance... that is, until Chêne had convinced Ciel to let her keep this particular cat. The young master had a minor cat allergy, so keeping it inside was completely out of the question as far as Ciel was concerned, but Chêne had used what she liked to refer to as her 'ultimate weapon,' and she gave Ciel her 'sad puppy eyes' with a quivering lower lip for extra effect, and had somehow managed to coax Ciel into agreeing to let her keep it as long as it stayed outside the manor house. So Chêne had built it a little 'cat palace' that included a scratching post and a soft, warm, and fuzzy bed and blanket. The reason Chêne had been so insistent upon keeping this cat, was that it looked just like the cat her family had when she was a child. Since they looked so alike, Chêne even named it after her family's cat. So, this little black beauty before him had been christened 'Jasper II.' Chêne had told them that the original Jasper had treated the infant Chêne as though she were her own kitten. Jasper I had protected, played, and cuddled with Chêne ever since Chêne's birth, and had continued to do so, until she was hit by a car when Chêne was five. The original Jasper was probably the cause for Chêne's deep love and affection for all felines. Sebastian had found it quite amusing that she really had been 'raised by an animal' in a way, as he had teased her when he saw her once appalling table manners. Chêne, of course hadn't shared his amusement. He hadn't understood her attachment to the little fur balls at first, but the more time he spent watching Chêne play with it, the more he came to understand their appeal.

'I find cats most agreeable. They only say (do) that which is completely necessary. They are quite adorable. They do not exist in my world.' Sebastian thought. 'Pets do exist over there, but...' He watched as the cat licked its whiskers, and began grooming itself. The cute and adorable image was momentarily replaced in Sebastian's mind by an image of one the 'pets' they kept in his world, when he had seen it doing something similar. It was almost identical to the alien in the sci-fi movie Aliens. '... They leave much to be desired.' Sebastian thought, shaking his head to rid himself of the grotesque image as he stared at the adorable cat. The two couldn't even be compared. Sebastian picked up the cat and pet it, playing with its soft paw, gently squeezing it. As he squeezed its paw, the cat's claws clicked out. "Aah... your paw is so soft..." Sebastian said blissfully, blushing slightly, as he continued to squeeze it's paw and cuddle with the cat. I want to hold you like this forever... but I must go now." Sebastian said regretfully as he restrained himself and gently set the cat back down on the ground.

"Meow?" The cat mewed, wondering why the pampering had to stop. Sebastian didn't know it, but that was the second time the cat had been played with, and then suddenly left alone again. Chêne had come by to play, just before Sebastian came, but since she wasn't ready to make up with him yet, she had run off when he appeared, before he could notice her.

"I look forward to seeing you again tomorrow." Sebastian said, smiling handsomely as he bid the cat farewell and re-entered the manor house to resume his work, feeling refreshed after their little rendezvous. Once the door had closed, Chêne came out from her hiding place behind one of the larger jasmine bushes. The fragrant flower had masked her scent just enough that Sebastian didn't notice her presence since he was too distracted playing with Jasper II. Chêne narrowed her eyes at the door Sebastian had just left through and frowned.

"Hmph! Did you see that, Jasper? I felt a little sorry for him when I saw how much trouble the others were giving him, but he doesn't seem to be feeling even the slightest bit of remorse over the way he treated me!" Chêne said indignantly she scooped the cat up into her arms and scratched it behind the ears. Jasper II purred in kitty bliss from the ear massage she was getting. "I'll probably regret it later, but I think I should teach him a lesson..." Chêne said, smirking like a Cheshire cat.