Alois bid his friend farewell before leaving the restaurant. He then made his way home to reunite with his spouse, bringing the conversation he had with Kristopherson with him. He wasn't sure how exactly to bring up the problem to the bluenette, but he would do it somehow, even if he just spoke to him bluntly.

Having come home, the blonde was greeted by the other Phantomhive with a big smile and a peck on the cheek. Ciel was happy to see the menace, and Alois knew it. The blonde couldn't bring up their relationship now. He couldn't bear the thought of ruining his spouse's good mood right then.

"Are you still up to going to the museum?" the Watchdog questioned, obviously excited. There was a bit of a bounce in his step, much to Alois' delight.

"Yep, as long as you're not too disappointed that I already ate." Alois replied, as the other put on his coat.

"Am I driving or are you?" Ciel asked. His beau had just arrived back after driving himself home, so the bluenette was wondering what he felt like doing.

"Motorcycle sounds fun." The menace would have to cling to his husband tightly if took this option, which is something that both of them craved. While Alois wanted more than this, it would have to tide him over until they could work in another nighttime session into their schedule. Alois would have to wait a while to ask what he wanted, but he would survive.

The other Phantomhive naturally accepted this, and agreed to drive them. He was a lot more excitable lately and enjoyed spending time with his beloved immensely. There was nothing that could possibly bring him down now. Ciel was floating on air and wanted to take his spouse with him. Alois squeezed his middle from behind as they rode to the museum for yet another date. The men locked arms as they made their way up the steps and walked inside.

While they had frequented this museum quite regularly, the exhibits would occasionally change. Even if they didn't, however, Alois was always amazed to see them while Ciel was always eager to talk about them. The bluenette was known to drone on about things, but his husband found it interesting. Even if he didn't, he enjoyed how excitable Ciel got when he spoke about history. It was especially prevalent when the Watchdog was personally familiar with the object or had an experience that was related to it. Alois loved it when the man was passionate about things. It was rare to see for those without Alois' proximity to him, but the man was certainly an excitable one. Sometimes, he would get embarrassed if he went too far, but Alois would laugh. He smiled, regardless, as he listened.

"Greek and Roman statues weren't always white, you know." the Watchdog began as they stepped into the room. They were surrounded by statues made of marble and occasionally bronze, depending on the date. "They used to be colourful. They looked like they belonged at an amusement park. What happened was that people, British Victorians, actually scrubbed the paint away to make them look less silly. This actually damaged the statues and some of the finer details are missing as a result."

"Why would they do that?" snickered the menace. "That doesn't make any sense. They're not even British. Why would we care?"

"Because some idiots couldn't bear the thought that the people that they claim to be the great descendants of had silly-looking, painted statues." Ciel replied, prompting the other to roll his eyes. "Us Victorians weren't perfect."

"Obviously." the menace stated. "Think we can see scrub marks?"

"Maybe, if you look close." The Watchdog said. "That's not even the only dumb thing that happened to some statues. There was also a pope that found it offensive that they are nude, and ordered their penises to be removed. They kept them, however, so archeologists later had to go around, matching them to the correct statues in order to repair them."

"Oh my god, that's so fucking ridiculous." answered Alois, looking back at the other over his shoulders. He leaned over the rail as far as he could without getting in trouble with security and carefully analyzed the statue before him for evidence of destruction. "Yep, there's a crack on that dick. Ouch… That one must've been split in several pieces."

"Honestly, I prefer renaissance statues. They already have the lack of paint, and they also just have better movement. I'll have to show you a Michelangelo sometime." grinned the bluenette, coming up from behind the other and standing next to him to observe the exhibit as well. He turned in order to face the other as he spoke.

"They're very delicate. They look soft even though they're made of marble. The curves are so perfect, that… uh..." he tried to continue. The poor man's visible eye inadvertently traveled down the other's figure while the menace continued looking at the statue before traveling back up. It was then that another thought had popped into his head.

He had remembered the image of the blonde's figure without clothes and reached an epiphany of sorts. The blonde's pale and slender frame was just like a statue. He looked so delicate, but he was certainly not. He was strong and durable, yet soft to the touch. Ciel's fingertips twitched as he gripped the railing tighter at remembering the sensation, but was snapped out of his trance by the menace.

"That what?" Alois asked, looking up at his husband. He noticed that Ciel's cheeks were a bit red, but didn't think much of it, given his knowledge of the man's libido as of late.

"That, uh… Well, that the artist has a serious attention to detail." the Watchdog swiftly replied, trying to not seem obvious in the type of attention that he was giving the menace. It was brushed off by the otherwise perceptive Alois as a result.

"Cool. Those weren't scrubbed, though?"

"Nope. They kept their genitals as well."

With a laugh, the blonde linked their arms again, placing his free hand on the bluenette's arm as well. "Good for them." the man said. "I know I'd be upset. Are there any of those Michelangelos in here?"

"No, not in this museum. There are a few baroque works and Renaissance paintings, however."

"You should show me. Tell me all about them, baby."

"Alright..." the bluenette replied, taking in a deep breath to compose himself. Paintings were no better, and neither were baroques. This was going to be a long day, and while Ciel loved it, his beau hanging on him did not help. "I'll tell you everything I can"


A/N: Hello... It's me...

I have returned! I sat in a hotel room all by myself this week. It was lovely. I also found an American copy of the Black Butler artbook at Barnes & Noble. I didn't know that they were in the U.S.? The manga of Princess Jellyfish is also out in America, but I had to prioritise. I don't like to spend all of my money at once, and that artbook was $45 not including tax. Princess Jellyfish was $20... Next time... It shall be mine...

Princess Jellyfish is another thing I'm super-into aside from Kuro and Hellsing. I didn't get as much of an influsence from it as I did other series, but it's one of those that doesn't get old. It's like Hellsing in that way. I can watch it over and over again and still not get bored. 10/10 would recommend.

Anyways, we're back with this shit! Maybe one more chapter of this before I move onto something else? What am I gonna do afterward? I don't know...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "Hi Elizabeth :) How is life in the modern world going for you, and what's the weirdest thing you've discovered about modern life thus far?" by marleyrockstar

Elizabeth: "It's going perfectly fine! I feel very productive! I've been here for a while, actually, even if there was a gap between me dying and coming back to the mortal realm. I still don't approve of the fashion of this time. It's not cute at all! It's too simple, or sometimes, it's just plain silly! Then there's all of the skin that some people show! I don't understand it."

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Question: "Integra, do you and the Round Table have any ideas about the new chair member? Would you be willing to consider Ceil for the position and Ceil would you accept? (do i hear the splash of Ceil being tossed into the ocean by his proud friends and family)?" by TheShipYard

Integra: "While Ciel was certainly considered and is a viable option, it is unlikely that he will be the next member of the council. The reason is not because of his demonity or judgement, but rather, due to the fact that he is simply more useful as an agent than he would be if he were sitting around at a table all day. We do ask him for insight quite a bit, however, which has led to jokes of him being a '13th' member of the board."