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That Butler, Competition 4


≤speech in Indian language≥

'thoughts'

"speech"

"Demonic speech"

{setting/stage directions?}

SOUND EFFECTS

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

=†=†=†=†= scene shift/time shift

—^—^—^— change of perspective/area of action within one specific time frame/location


Previously:

"Your Majesty! What are you doing in a place like this!?" Ciel shouted anxiously as he rushed to her side. The queen glanced down at Ciel, surprised to see him so alarmed.

"Maj—" Bard, Mei-Rin, Finni, and West shouted, jaws dropping as everyone in the audience, except for Chêne, Lau, Ran-Mao, and Finni (he just didn't get what was going on), turned blue with shock, beyond stunned to hear that it was none other than their queen who had just galloped into the Crystal Palace on a white horse, and trampled an innocent (?) man.

"Good day to you all." Queen Victoria said, giving everyone a radiant and kind smile as she gracefully pushed her sunglasses up, on top of her head so they could see her face properly.


"Her Majestyyyy!?" Everyone cried in shock, immediately recognizing her, once they could see her whole face. The mighty cries of surprise and shock shook the entire Crystal Palace. Chêne smiled wryly as she sweat dropped. She'd know the queen anywhere—not just because she was a maid of the Queen's Watchdog—but also because Victoria really was a dead-ringer for her Grandma Willow, especially when she smiled like that...

[Victoria, Queen of Great Britain.
The ruler who has established the most illustrious era in British history.
Not only is she responsible for expanding through her political prowess Great Britain's international colonial reach, and to such an extent that it has been dubbed 'The country upon which the sun never sets'... She also sets the trends for everything from fashion to social functions and popular dances, and boasts the unconditional favor of her people.
She still deeply loves her late husband, Prince Albert.]

Chêne wondered where the narration was coming from, until she glanced down at the ground... where the Indiana Jones wannabe was lying face down on the ground with one of Her Majesty's horse's hooves firmly planted on the back of his head. It was him...

"By the by, there are rumors that the titular character of the hugely popular programme 'The Wild Earl' is modeled after Her Majesty herself." The boy added weakly. Chêne sweat dropped. It was amazing he was still able to talk, much less live after receiving such a powerful blow to the head.

"I beg your pardon, your Majesty... but I think you stepped on something—or rather, someone." Chêne said awkwardly.

"Oh my, is that so?" Victoria asked innocently as she glanced down at the boy.

"Are you all right...?" Ciel asked him, sweat dropping.

"To get back to the matter at hand..." The strange boy said a little more steadily as he suddenly sat up, the horse's hoof still on his head, acting as though everything were perfectly fine. "... I believe Her Majesty has something to say." He stated calmly.

"Thank you, John." Victoria said, smiling as he helped her dismount. "This curry competition was capital. The aroma that filled this venue reminded me of the curry I once ate with dear Albert on the Isle of Wight..." She said wistfully as she opened a pocket watch and stared longingly at the photo of her deceased husband that she kept inside of it.

"Alberrrrrrrt!!" Victoria wailed mournfully as she suddenly collapsed onto the ground, holding her face as she cried. "Would that I could have eaten this curry with you as wellllll!"

"Your Majesty, please pull yourself together." John said as he knelt down beside her and pulled out a little Prince Albert hand puppet. Everyone was taken aback by their queen's eccentric behavior, and they all turned blue with shock as the sweated nervously and murmured amongst themselves. Ciel sweat dropped. Great, now everyone's image of Victoria as a regal and dignified queen had probably just been shattered beyond repair...

"Victoria, cheer up. It is I, Albert." John deadpanned in a stiff, wooden voice as he waved the puppet's arms. Chêne sweat dropped. Was he acting that bad on purpose...?

"Alberrrt. You are here, aren't yoooou!?" Victoria cried hopefully.

"The Queen is quite a character, hm?" Lau asked, smiling as he tried not to laugh inappropriately at the ruler of his host country.

"Hold your tongue." Ciel said sternly as he sweat dropped. Poor Ciel looked like he had been drained of all of his energy just thinking about all the damage control that would need to be done to improve Victoria's reputation again... "This is why I implored her not to come here." He said dejectedly.

"Don't worry, Ciel. She'll grow out of it. I heard my Grandma Willow was like this when she was the queen's age, and her husband passed away, but she eventually grew out of it." Chêne said reassuringly. Ciel stared at her.

"Wait, just how old is your grandmother? She looked like she was only a few years younger than the queen..." Ciel asked, bracing himself for a ridiculous answer, since he had already seen how 'gracefully' Pomona had aged.

"Hm... let's see... I think she just turned ninety-seven years-old." Chêne said thoughtfully as she tried to recall her grandmother's age. Ciel sweat dropped. That meant that Chêne's grandmother was nearly a century old, and she looked and acted like a much younger (at least compared to her real age) woman... The women in Chêne's family were to be feared.

"Your Majesty, Prince Albert is always with you." John said as Victoria gently wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and stood up again to address the public.

"I received an invitation to be a judge for today's event, so that would mean I too have a right to cast a vote, is that not so?" Victoria asked as she took the trophy from John and gracefully ascended up the stairs, and onto the stage with Sebastian and Agni. She paused briefly before them, glancing between the two men. Sebastian was standing before her calmly and stoically, but Agni's brow was furrowed slightly as he anxiously awaited her judgment, silently praying for victory. Although Victoria had not even tasted any of the curries, it was obvious to the queen who the winner of this contest should be just from looking.

"... The Funtom Corporation and its representative, the butler Sebastian." Victoria said, announcing the winner as she handed a slightly surprised Sebastian the trophy. "Yes, you, young man." She told him, smiling graciously.

"Wha!!!?" West shouted incredulously, unable to contain his shock and outrage. How could they loose to a ball of fried dough!?

"!!!" Agni gasped in shock and worry. If he lost, then Mina would...!

"B-But why, your Majesty!? In what way is our curry inferior to a curry-filled doughnut!?" West demanded as he rushed towards the stage. Chêne raised an eyebrow at that. West was quite the cheeky bastard to yell at the queen so rudely like that.

"See for yourself." Victoria said calmly as she pointed to the tables of curry where some members of the crowd were still eating.

"!?" West said, shocked when he saw what she meant. All of the children (and Finni) were happily munching away on Sebastian's Curry Bread with clean and delighted little smiles, while many of the children who had tried to eat Agni's curry were being scolded by distressed parents because they were not able to eat it without making a mess of themselves.

"Now do you understand?" Victoria asked him. "Funtom's curry, which does not require a knife and fork, is accessible to all... Indeed, so that even children may eat it easily, it is clearly a dish into which much forethought was placed. To be comfortable for everyone... the wealthy and the poor, the young and the old alike... that gentleness is necessary for Great Britain in preparation for the new century that approaches before our very eyes. I would like to acknowledge the spirit of the Funtom Corporation, which cherishes our children, our future." Victoria said, smiling softly. "Therefore... we declare the winner of this festival to be the Funtom Corporation!" She announced grandly, prompting applause and cheering from the crowd.

"I-It can't be..." West stuttered weakly as he fell to his knees, blue with shock.

"..." Agni said, distressed over what this could mean now that West had lost.

"Woohoo~!" Chêne cheered supportively and whistled at Sebastian as she jumped up and down so he could see her through the crowd, much to the demon's amusement.

"Way to go, Sebastian!" Bard shouted enthusiastically, accidentally blocking Chêne as he stepped forward to wave at the butler. Sebastian smiled a brilliant shit-eating grin at the chef, clearly chagrined. He would've preferred to see Chêne jump up and down like a kitten chasing a dangling piece of string a little longer...

"You are amazing, you aaare!" Mei-rin cheered, blushing slightly as she emitted little hearts, falling in love all over again.

"Young Master, here! Let's eat them together~!" Finni said happily as he brought Ciel a second helping of Sebastian's curry bun, even though he hadn't asked for it. Ciel noticed that all though Finni had been stuffing his face with curry buns nonstop, he only had a single crumb on his face.

'Now it makes sense. Sebastian got the idea for this bun... when he saw Finni eating before." Ciel thought, remembering how messy Finni had been when he had come in to check on their progress and harass Sebastian with his request for chocolate gateau. Finni wasn't very good at eating neatly with a knife and fork, but he wasn't that bad whenever Chêne made him finger food, like jelly doughnuts or chicken fingers...

"Congratulations, Chef Sebastian! A few words on your victory, if you please!!" The MC said excitedly, drawing Sebastian's attention away from watching Chêne's spaz.

"Heh!" Sebastian laughed softly, smirking slightly. "I am not a chef. I am merely... one hell of a butler." He replied smoothly.


Author's note:

Hi guys, I'm sooo sorry for making you wait so long for an update, but my Kuroshitsuji muse is apparently on strike right now, and I need to take another short break from this story... but I will be back, so don't worry! I've already decided to finish this story all the way through to the end ^_^

I might start working on another fic while I'm recovering my muse for this one, but I'll keep working on both, I promise!