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That Butler, Busy 4
'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:
"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.
'This paperwork is so tedious...' Ciel thought boredly as he read through the documents for the latest toy designs for his toy company. So far, all the new ideas were unbelievably lame, and to add to his torture—Ciel's sweet tooth was bothering him.
"You look bored, Ciel." Chêne said, grinning impishly at him as she entered his Study. Ciel knew that look. It was the look Chêne always got when she was feeling particularly mischievous. "Wanna help me with something? I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Chêne said playfully. Ciel smirked.
"Hmm... What did you have in mind?" Ciel asked, leaning forward in his power chair, placing his hands together, like a proper criminal mastermind. All he need was the fluffy white cat.
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{A little while later, in the main hall...}
"Dear me." Sebastian said as he wiped his brow. "After countless interruptions, this is all I could manage, hm?" Sebastian heard the sound of a herd of stampeding idiots heading his way, and the doors slammed open as the three stooges burst into the room.
"Mister Sebastiaaaaan!" Mei-Rin, Bard, and Finni yelled. Bard had an afro again, and Mei-Rin had somehow managed to end up with a bucket over her head. Finni looked all right, but whatever he had touched last was probably broken in half now.
"Yes? Now what?" Sebastian asked, annoyed, as he turned away from what he was doing to look at them. The other three servants froze, stunned and amazed, when they saw what Sebastian had been working on. The entire room had been filled with tables that were piled high with elegant and colorful desserts. In the center of the room, Sebastian was currently working on a magnificent chocolate sculpture. He had already sculpted Big Ben, the London Bridge, and a headless horseman. Sebastian was now in the process of adding chocolate roses to the arrangement, with thorny vines curling in and out to fill the negative space and balance the visual weight of the sculpture. It was a chocoholic's dream. Chêne would've probably squealed with delight and gushed about how 'awesome' it was, with her eyes sparkling in admiration and hunger for her favorite dessert. In fact, Sebastian had made an extra rose to give her once she was over their argument.
"Wooow! It's chocolate!" Finni cried in delight and awe.
"Are these all sweets!?" Mei-Rin asked, amazed. How had he managed to fill such a huge room with so many sweets so quickly? Sebastian stared at them and sighed. It just wasn't the same.
"So this is what you were up to while you made us do all the work?" Bard said tartly, his hair was suddenly back to normal.
"Made you do all the work?" Sebastian said, not believing what he had just heard after everything they put him through. "We are inviting children here tomorrow... so this is for them." He explained. Sebastian would skin them alive if they touched it.
"All this, just for some brats? Whoa, crazy." Bard said, sweat dropping.
"That's Mister Sebastian for you!" Finni and Mei-Rin gushed in admiration.
"But... what sort of statue is this?" Finni asked as he stared up at the chocolate headless horseman.
"What do you mean?" Sebastian asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "It is the 'Wild Earl' of whom you are so fo—!?" Sebastian froze mid-sentence, turning blue with shock. 'The head... is gone!!' Sebastian thought. He had been so focused on finishing the rest of it, that he hadn't even noticed the missing head. He couldn't believe how scatter brained he had been... their stupidity must be contagious. "The head of the Earl that I crafted so precisely is—!" Sebastian said, shaking with shock and fury. Sebastian whipped his head around to glare evilly at the other servants, who all flinched in fear at his murderous glare.
"Hey, hey! We were working up until now!" Bard said nervously, defending himself and the others before Sebastian tried to put them all six feet under.
"Y-Yes, quite right! We could not have stolen the Earl's head!" Mei-Rin stuttered, looking extremely nervous and pale. Finni nodded frantically in agreement. Chêne could not have done it since she went to town, and Ciel had been cooped up in his study with paper work.
"That means..." Sebastian said, realizing who was still left without an alibi.
'(Mister) Tanakaaaaa!' They all thought as an image of the old man, laughing while sipping tea, with chocolate on his moustache popped into their heads. Shot off, ready to chase Tanaka all the way to hell and back, followed by the other three servants.
"!" Sebastian said, gasping in realization as he came to a sudden stop. He didn't have time for this, at the moment. "I cannot deal with this now! It is time for the afternoon tea." Sebastian said, checking his pocket watch. "I will prepare it, so do your best to search out Mister Tanaka!" He ordered them as he snapped his watch shut and rushed off to serve Ciel his tea.
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The serving cart rattled as Sebastian sped down the hallway to Ciel's Study.
'Leaving matters in the hands of those good-for-nothings causes me no end of worry. I must return as soon as possible.' Sebastian thought as he knocked on the door. There was no answer. "Pardon me, Sir." Sebastian said, opening the door. He was greeted by the sight of a screaming head... well, actually, it only looked like it was screaming. It was the missing chocolate head. It was sitting on Ciel's desk, and it had obviously been gnawed on. There were huge chunks missing from it here and there. Meanwhile, Ciel and Chêne seemed to have nodded off after their little snack, and they were both enjoying a little nap. Ciel was asleep in his chair. Chêne was sitting in a chair that she had pulled up next to Ciel's, and she was slumped onto Ciel's desk, her head resting on top of her folded arms. They both looked so peaceful. Sebastian stared at them with wide eyes before he hung his head in defeat and exhaustion. He had never felt more tired in his entire life than he did today.
"Really... Young Master... Chêne... So you were the culprits..." Sebastian said wearily. He was a little surprised that Chêne wasn't still at the town. He sighed and shut the window they had left open in order to enjoy the cool breeze that had been blowing earlier. "You even left the window wide open... despite my presence here, leaving yourselves completely vulnerable will never do." Sebastian scolded the two sleeping humans. 'Useless servants... a mercurial master and time traveler... being a butler is far from easy.' Sebastian thought. He smiled slightly as he gazed down at them. 'But I feel living in this manner is not too bad... for...' Looking at Ciel and Chêne's sleeping faces, he couldn't help but notice that their cheeks we soft and pink, just like a cat's paw. "Heh!" Sebastian said, smirking with a gleam in his eye. "Young Master, Chêne! Wake up!" Sebastian commanded as he pinched their cheeks, hard. "How many times have I told you not to snack on the sly!?" He scolded them.
"!?" Ciel and Chêne yelled in surprise as they woke with a start and rubbed their sore faces.
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{Meanwhile...}
The three stooges were still trying to find Tanaka.
"Did you find him!? Keep looking!" Bard shouted as they ran past a window. Ironically enough, Mister Tanaka was sitting on a bench, just outside that very window, innocently sipping his tea, blissfully ignorant of all the chaos that had transpired in the manor.
"Hoh, hoh, hoh!" Tanaka laughed softly.
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{Later that evening, in Sebastian's kitchen}
Chêne stared longingly at the chocolate she was stirring. It was taking every last ounce of her self-control not to sneak a taste... not that she could get away with it. Sebastian was watching her like a hawk. As punishment for beheading Sebastian's Chocolate sculpture, he was making Chêne remake the head from scratch. Which meant that Chêne, a chocoholic, was being forced to make, smell, and look at chocolate, knowing that she couldn't even enjoy it once she was done. It was worse than Chinese water torture.
"Can't I have just a little—" Chêne asked, but Sebastian didn't even give her a chance to finish.
"No." Sebastian said mercilessly. "Whatever possessed you to do such a thing in the first place? You usually discourage Ciel from snacking unhealthily in between meals." Sebastian asked, feeling slightly curious. Despite her faults and playfulness, Chêne was actually very responsible... most of the time.
"Well, I saw you in the courtyard, and you didn't seem to be the least bit sorry for how you treated me earlier, and it ticked me off that you were perfectly fine after making me cry! I was hungry when I saw that room you had stuffed full of heaven, and Ciel was bored. It was his idea to take the head, since he thought it would annoy you the most." Chêne said, pouting. Ciel had gotten off rather easily. He just wasn't getting dessert later tonight since he'd already had one. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
"You... cried?" Sebastian asked. He felt a strange tightening sensation in his chest at the thought of having unintentionally made Chêne cry. "Why were you in the courtyard to begin with? Didn't you go into to town to get that book?" Sebastian asked, distracting himself from the strange feeling he was having.
"Well, I didn't actually cry... but I came really close." Chêne admitted, blushing slightly as she avoided his gaze. "And I didn't go to town because apparently, a certain someone doesn't trust me to come back again. Happy now?" Chêne said tartly. Sebastian blinked, surprised.
"... You didn't go? What if someone else buys the book?" Sebastian asked. Wasn't finding a way to reach her family important to her?
"No, and since that's the case, if I end up stuck here forever, you have to take responsibility, and support me for the rest of my life." Chêne joked, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.
'That sounds a lot like marriage...' Sebastian thought, amused. "Very well, then, if no one else will have you, I'll marry you." Sebastian said, smirking. He'd meant it as a joke, of course, and had expected Chêne to laugh or roll her eyes at him... However, Chêne's eyes widened and she stared at him like a deer caught in the headlights, blushing cherry red from head to toe. She was stuttering, trying to figure out what to say. She knew there was no way Sebastian had been serious, but his 'proposal' had still gotten to her. For a second, Sebastian was a little puzzled, but it almost immediately clicked, and he smirked devilishly at her as he leaned in closer, trapping Chêne against the kitchen counter.
"My, my. Are you blushing, Chêne?" Sebastian teased her seductively with his deep, velvety voice. "You couldn't possibly have feelings for me, could you? I apologize for being so slow..." Sebastian said softly as he gazed at her with the eyes of a hungry predator. The demon butler leaned in closer, as if to kiss her.
"!?" Chêne said, panicking. She shoved the bowl of chocolate she had been holding at him, and let go. Sebastian instinctively reached out to catch it before it could fall, giving Chêne a chance to escape. Chêne darted from the kitchen, blushing so hard that steam was coming off of her. Sebastian smirked as he watched her run.
Chêne was in trouble now.
