Battle of the Warrant-Contest

Crystal Palace, London...

Everyone, even the Servants came dressed in their best clothes. And even for a Servant, they were fashionably trendy...considering WHO dragged them shopping, given the chance when they all have too much money on them that's just piling up. And Soma had to come, disguised because he was nervous about Meena that Linnea put him in English Clothing that they purchased while Sebastian was 'training'. Given his status and how much money the prince has brought with him, they could easily purchase one outfit and a pair of shoes and his hair on a low ponytail with a fancy ribbon.

'Woooow!'

The palace, is decorated in Indian Themes all over. There's even elephants handled by handlers!

The servants, while paying keen attention to safety pretty much enjoyed Soma's Cultural Verbal Tour, answering their questions patiently, yet with pride about his country.

Soon, the event has begun.

'Good morning everyone!' a male host with a really loud booming voice spoke, 'We have now come to the highlight of 'The Empire-Governed Indian Culture and Prosperity Exhibition'!' he announced, holding up a Curry Fair poster in his hands. 'With participants from various curry houses in London! Let the show begin!'

'It's here guys!' Bard exclaimed as they all surrounded their young master and business partner Lau.

'We have prepared a special curry for the guests who are present! Please wait in anticipation! Today our judges aaarre! A Palace Chef who does not allow any compromise in taste! Chef Higharm! A Tax Collector currently serving in India Mr. Carter! AAaaand Viscount Druitt who has a great love for the arts and food!' his presence got many women squealing on how handsome he is.

'Er, young master, wasn't he in prison?' Linnea asked Ciel in a whisper, stunned of the man's presence.

'Bastard probably bribed his way out, how corrupt.' Ciel spat huffily.

'Now these are today's contestants!' there are only five chefs. Er, the fifth one is really a butler though...

'Only five?' Bard gasped out at the too few contestants even a toddler can count with one hand alone.

'West sabotaged other companies, remember?' Linnea reminded him. 'All that's left are these weak chefs. In the end, its a curry match between just Sebastian and Mr. Agni alone.'

'...Persian Tabb Company's Chef Tarpin! Dormitory Vill Company's Chef Lach! Dahlia Company's Chef Rickman! Lippcilin Company's Chef Wollest! Harold West Company's Chef Agni! And the Butler Sebastian from the Funtom Company...e-eh?! Butler?!' the host gaped at Sebastian.

'Oh, I'm not a Chef...I'm a butler to the core.' Sebastian smiled sinisterly.

'A-anyways, we have quite a group!' the host coughed awkwardly. 'I'm sure they can present us some tasty food! Let the contest, begin!'

And the cookoff began!

'Heeeey check it out!' Agni began his offensive, having unbandaged his hands and at rapid speed, picked up pinches of spices to spread to his cooking.

Not only that, Sebastian is also doing well! Although while he did prepare the ingredients beforehand, he's making...omelettes!

"...why is he making omelettes?" Agni thought incredulously. As far as he knows, omelettes and eggs are never used in curry... "However...I will NOT lose!" and he took out Blue Lobsters.

'Wha?!'

'What is that?!'

'A blue lobster!'

'T-this is the Royal Blue Lobster?!' Viscount Druitt gasped out. 'It is a type of lobster found only in the clear sea waters of Brittany, France!' he exclaimed his commentary. 'This color which is comparable to the famous Chartres Blue, hides within the gorgeous shell! It is a splendid body much like that of a lady in a gorgeous blue dress!'

'OOOOOHHHH!'

'-also, underneath that beautiful shell is a firm body that despite its looks, flows a high grade of emotion and fascinates people with its delicate sweetness!'

'Haha, you see?!' West acted as if victory is his. 'Agni's Right Hand of God combined with exquisite ingredients makes for a high-class curry!'

'Not quite, you xxxxxxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxx!' Linnea muttered darkly with a growl, and her choice language shocked her seatmates.

'...where did you learn that?' Ciel gawked in shock.

'...the streets, sir.'

'...'

Soon, having made enough for the audience per chef, not just the judges, 'TIME'S UUUP! We will now begin the Judging and invite our judges to the stage! First is Persian Tabb Company's Beef Curry!'

The judges took a seat, and had plates placed before them. 'Hmmm...the beef chunks are cut nicely and it goes down smoothly.' said Mr. Carter as they began sampling.

'But the flavor is plain and ordinary with no fragrance!' Chef Higharm grunted. 'You used Curry Powder! Professional Chefs using Curry Powder?! Ridiculous!' he criticized harshly.

'Dahlia Company's spices seems to have been mixed nicely by the chef.' said Viscount Druitt. 'However, the spiciness is too overpowering and the subtle nuances of flavor have been lost. Ha...nice attempt though.'

'Next is Chef Agni!'

'Blue Lobster with Seven Types of Curry...an Imperial Feast.' Agni presented a whole lobster with several small bowls of colored curries surrounding a bowl of rice.

'Ohhhh! A whole Homard Bleu with various types of colored curries! What delicacy is this?!' now this impressed Chef Higharm.

'I made a variety.' said Agni. 'Each curry has a different level of spiciness and flavor so you can sample each to your liking.' said Agni softly. 'And all Curries go well with the lobster.'

'Seven Authentic Curries made by an Indian with a Homard Bleu! Then I must...' and they sampled each curry with a bite of the lobster each. 'Ah! D-Delicious!' he burst out, amazed. 'The meat is suitably springy, and after chewing the sweet flavor spreads into the mouth!'

'And that sweet and spicy, rich soup!' Mr. Carter cried in delight. 'All this was accomplished without compromising the lobster!'

'Ohhh! Ahhhh!' Viscount Druitt gasped out, 'By you my heart has been stolen from me! This is a really amazing curry!'

'Thank you very much.' Agni bowed.

'Last is Funtom Company's...Omelette Curry Risotto!'

'Eh?' they stared. It has no fragrance and it doesn't resemble curry at all however nice it looks.

'Oh, I recommend eating the egg along with the risotto within as they match well together along with our special sauce blend.' Sebastian suggested with a smile. 'Shall we break the surface?'

So the judges broke through, and the aroma flooded out, quickly spreading throughout the room.

'W-whoooaaaa?!'

'W-what did they dooo?!' West choked out at the sudden change of tide when earlier it was in his favor.

'This aroma!' Chef Higharm gasped out as the burst of aroma flooded his senses.

'The aroma of Funtom's curry quickly spreads all over the room! What a gorgeously tantalizing fragrance!' the host gasps out. 'From the Judges' table clearly aaaaall the way to the back! Our audience is loving it!'

'You compressed the aroma within the omelette?!' Agni gasped out as Sebastian smiled.

'Indeed. This is our, Funtom Company's creation...the protective embrace of silky, moist omelette that compresses the tantalizing fragrance and delicious flavors of curry within so it will not spill so easily! This is our new innovation in the pages of curry's history!' Sebastian cried out dramatically.

'Well! I'll be!' Chef Higharm cried in delight. 'New history indeed!' he exclaimed as his face broke into a swooning smile. 'The rice within the bright yellow omelette shines with a bright gleam covered with superb sauce!' he drooled. 'The omelette is so smooth and moist in the surface and at its most beautiful color! High quality omelette worthy of gourmet cuisine!'

'And the smell is so mellow!' Mr. Carter swooned. 'I break into a smile almost immediately!'

'This level of expectation is almost as high as Chef Agni's curry...we must partake! Immediately!' and the three judges ate...

"Originally, the idea was my Naan Pot Pie Soup." Linnea thought. "However, its not presentable enough in regards to high-class Gourmet due to the presence of the Palace Chef that my previous dishes looked classier than it that Ciel wanted to find a way to innovate my Curry Risotto to combine their powers instead while looking presentable at the same time." in a Gourmet Contest there are factors. Appearance, Aroma, Taste, Texture and Quality. So the Naan Pot Pie Soup was scrapped due to looks alone.

'S-such intensity!' Viscount Druitt swooned happily. 'The raging blows of aroma, flavor and texture makes a great impact!'

'A marvelous rich bouillon of Chicken Bones and the best part of beef with a delightful mix of spices...and the tender ground beef and diced onions are fried in butter, and with this delightful viscous texture in harmony with the omelette!' Chef Higharm gasped out, utterly awestruck. 'The deciding factor is the sauce! He made two grades of sauce! The sauce draped in a net over the omelette and the sauce inside combines to make a very deep depth of flavor with an incredible body! How is this achieved, butler?!'

'We obtained our class with a secret spice formula, along with a very unlikely but innovative decision of ours.' Sebastian presented a jar of Chutney.

'Chutney?!' Agni sputtered. 'But that's a dipping condiment...unless you mixed it into the curry?!' then he gasped. 'Of course! Since Chutney is made out of mashed fruit and spices, its also a practical use of Spices!' he realized in shock.

'Bingo!' Sebastian winked. 'This is our special blend of Mango Chutney!'

'Mango Chutney?!' Chef Higharm squawked, jaws dropping.

'This quality is no doubt fresh, brand new and undoubted quality!' Viscount Druitt declared. 'Truly Revolutionary!' he gasped out, highly-pleased.

'And now's the time everyone's waiting for! Taste-testing time!' the host declared. 'Please taste all the curries present as our judges decide which is our winner!'

Needless to say, people flocked to only two tables.

'Its begun.' said Ciel in anxious, tense anticipation.

'We didn't see that Homard Bleu coming at all! But we countered with the most delicious parts of beef.' said Linnea. 'I am confident of our win, considering there's one more judge who has yet to make her word, right?'

'You know where she is?'

'...subtly tasting outside.'

'Geh...'

The judges have decided.

'According to the Judges, it was a very, VERY tough decision!' the Host choked out. 'The Extremely high-class delicacy VS A New Page of History...they have made their choice!' he cried as he held out the trophy. 'The winner of this Curry Contest iiiiiiiisss...FUNTOM COMPANYYY!' everyone cheered.

'WHAAAAT?!' West wailed in disbelief. 'Our dish lost?!'

'Heh, of course.' Linnea smiled smugly. 'There's no way we'd lose.'

'And now her Majesty has arrived to present the much-coveted trophy and Royal Warrant! Will the er, Butler and President of Funtom Company step forward to receive the award!'

Considering West knows who the TRUE President is, Ciel had no choice but to step forward to cause another shock.

'The President of Funtom Company is a child?!' the audience gasped out.

'Presenting the President of Funtom Company and his Butler, Earl Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis!'

'I...lost...?' Agni choked out in shock.

'Oh, rest assured you did not lose to me Mr. Agni.' said Sebastian reassuringly.

'Eh?'

'I'll tell you why later.'

'I also enjoyed Mr. Agni's curry as well.' Queen Victoria smiled. 'I would love to have it once more someday, at the White Tower.'

'I-I'm not worthy of such kind words...' Agni choked out with misty eyes as if on the verge of crying.

'But this isn't over yet.' said Ciel. 'We know the truth about you and Meena...and the Prince already knows.'

'E-ehhhh?!' Agni cried in horror.

'You tried desperately to hide the fact that Meena ran away and married Mr. West to become a rich trophy wife. A woman who was once a servant now enjoyed being waited hand and foot by maids.' said Ciel to the man's horror. 'And you knew this and you tried your best to persuade Meena to come home...only to be blackmailed by West despite no guarantee of Meena coming back with you even if you win for him the Royal Warrant after he had you sabotage other companies to prevent their participation here, and Meena gleefully told him of your talent in curry, effectively chaining you to them.' he said as the Queen stared at the defeated-looking indian. 'And you also know of her true nature, a nature you wanted to hide from your prince because he genuinely loved her like he would family. A big sister he never had as his parents, the King and some concubine woman never even gave him one thought since birth as he is the 26th prince.'

'I-I didn't want him to know...I was horrified that day...the day Meena left India with that man...I saw them and I asked her why she was leaving.' Agni choked out. 'Even I was in shock because in our years together, we were like family. I came to serve the Prince two years ago when he saved me and treated me like family and Meena has been with him since childhood. We were picture perfect despite our social castes, an ideal family as our kindhearted prince loved us and then I saw IT...she was perfectly willing to abandon the prince in favor of luxury, telling me cruelly that I'm an idiot even a baby would understand which was better, and she'll climb her way to the top by becoming a noblewoman through marriage...I cannot tell Prince Soma that, I just can't!' he sobbed. 'H-how did he feel when you found out the truth?'

'Well...I was horrified.' Agni froze as Soma stepped up to him.

'M-my prince...' Agni looked a shade paler in shock.

'I was horrified that the Meena I loved was fake.' said Soma with a sad smile. 'That all those years...are a lie. She never truly loved me at all.' he said in a heartbroken soft voice. 'I had no big sister all along...but...' he said with tearful eyes. 'I still have you, right?'

'Yes, my prince!' and both men reconciled. On stage no less.

'This concludes the case regarding the attacks on the Indian Upstarts and various indian-themed businesses your majesty.' Ciel spoke to the queen. 'But of course, I shall have it in writing.'

'Of course, my boy. Mr. Agni shall have no punishment from the law as well.' Queen Victoria smiled. 'I truly understand his situation. But I am pretty sure the Yard would like some choice words, as well as reparation damages Mr. West has incurred. This Curry Fair would have been more interesting if we had more contestants.' she sighed in lamentation. 'Oh dear, I must leave soon. I shall have the Grand Chamberlain's Office send you the authorization documents for the Royal Warrant.'

xxx

Phantomhive Manor...

'Well, one case solved and we got a new one...the Queen sure works this house hard.' Linnea sighed as in the office, were three of them.

'Noah's Ark Circus...its said that towns and cities they've been to, children disappear and Queen Victoria wants us to locate and bring them back. That's assuming they're still alive.' said Ciel coolly. 'But justice is justice I suppose.'

'That means there will be deaths and that means its those guys again.' Linnea pouted. 'Demons and Witches are one thing, Death Gods is seriously a little way over. Send me to infiltrate as no doubt one of them will be there. If Sebastian went, he'll get in the way, greatly hindering our progress. Once I get the much-needed, the rest is on him.'

'Very well.' said Ciel. 'After you get what's needed, we will handle the next enemy. Move out!' and she vanished. 'Oh, boy. They're becoming irritants and she anticipated that even.'

'Indeed. Not to mention they have poor blending in skills whenever my kind are concerned, my lord.' Sebastian chuckled in dark amusement. 'I suppose this time we can only wait.'