Home Again
After the game in which Sebastian cooked up a grand scheme, Sapphire Owl Dormitory won the annual Cricket Tournament in which, Marquis Midford happily called him the Blue Miracle because...
Sebastian hired Lau to distract Green Lion House with his harem of pretty chinese girls and their short qipaos.
Because in victorian england, baring one's legs is the future equivalent of flashing one's breasts and bare derriere in public. So yes, the enemy is very, very distracted.
Then there's the 'Sword in the Stone' strategy and Cliff Tactics.
The game was ended with a Victory Boat Parade.
Although it came off awkwardly...
The rest is up to the master and the butler.
'Phew, that was pretty fun!' said Bard as they all came home to the mansion.
'Yeah, and cleaning the house beforehand is a really great idea so we can relax all day afterward too.' said Finny.
'Well, relaxing would be a really good idea because tomorrow its the same old schedule again.' Linnea beamed. 'We should turn in early.'
'Yes~'
xxx
The bathroom...
There's about five fireplaces and five huge pots of water. Enough to fill a bathtub.
'Phew...a bath after all that is good for the weary body.' Linnea smiled as she heated up a pot of water for a bath. The Servants' bathtub...is big enough for a future modern-era bathtub. One can really stretch their legs in. 'Snake, you coming in?' she asked as Snake came in, fully naked.
'Yes.' said Snake, as they waited for their bath water to boil.
Two naked engaged pairs sitting alone inside the bathroom...can lead to a frisky temptation.
Kissing.
Necking.
Touching.
Fondling/Groping...
Linnea spreads her legs...to allow her lover to claim her.
She endured it for love.
This was the first time she spread her legs when before, she wasn't ready.
But she made sure she's not fertile when she did.
So Snake can fill her up as many times as he wishes, as he satisfies their desires as he thrusted in and out of her in quick paces, bring both to bliss. Once the water heated enough, only then did they stop.
But both were satisfied, cuddling in the tub.
Even then when they headed for bed, they've had another quickie, with Linnea riding her lover.
She's now old enough to fulfill his desires after all, and at the same time, she fulfills her own.
'Linnea...' Snake spoke as they cuddled in bed, naked.
'Hm?'
'All that's missing now is marriage, isn't it?' Snake asked her.
'Yes, but you need four or five more years for that.' Linnea giggled. 'I'm not yet legal in society but worry not...because here at home, we're technically married aren't we~?' she teased him as she snaked her hand from his navel...to his chest...to his left cheek with her thumb caressing his lower lip. 'We enjoy adult bedroom activities after all every night since you started advancing on me.'
'That's true.' said Snake, smiling. 'Yes indeed, they're going at it like a married couple who has plenty of silent understanding of affection between each other.
But at around 12:30, she was urgently summoned for yet another Zombie Control, forcing her to leave bed.
'Wha?!'
'There's zombies in school! I have to go!' Linnea gasped out as she snapped her fingers to get instantly dressed before disappearing.
"...zombies again?"
xxx
At school...the Midnight Tea Party...
Linnea dove from the sky to rescue Greenhill from a Zombified Derek Arden, wrapping him up in chains and yanking him away.
'Wha?!' Edward gawked as Linnea chained up the dead nobleman.
'Nice timing.' Ciel sighed in relief. 'Take him away along with the other Zombies.' he ordered. 'Then stuff them in a nice coffin!'
'Yes, young master!' Linnea yanked up more chains and out came three more zombified boys.
'Girls aren't allowed inside an all-boy campus!' Bluer choked out.
'Sorry 'bout that, but a job is a job, so I break rules to do my job.' Linnea smirked before leaving with the boys, jumping her way to departure like a ninja, not caring if the zombies get hit on the walls in her wake.
'Oh my, wasn't expecting that.' Undertaker whistled. 'So you even have a super maid.'
'Hmph, of course.' said Ciel. 'Now, explain this, Undertaker!' he demanded angrily. 'What's going ON here?!'
xxx
At the cellar...
Linnea had to steal coffins from Undertaker's shop to stuff them in and chained it up entirely.
'Phew...this should work.' she mused as the zombies are secure, and she went back to bed with her lover.
Next morning...
'Linnea.' said Ciel when breakfast is over. 'How are the 'cargo'?'
'Being noisy down there but since they're suppressed, they can't do a damn.'
'I see. Well, time to bring it with us as evidence.' said Ciel. 'I managed to edit out the details.'
'But what if the Queen finds this interesting...like finding a new toy to buy and keep or something?' Linnea asked him with narrowed eyes.
'Mess with her head. The supernatural cannot be known to the public.'
'Yessir.'
And so...Linnea sat on the roof of the castle, unseen and unnoticed by anyone...but she had to do memory-modification because the queen is having disturbing thoughts.
Really, have zombies as allies?
Is she stupid?
xxx
'Ciel,' Linnea is allowed to call Ciel by name in private due to his deep respect for her. 'That queen, is bonkers or did she ingest some drugs when she just thought what wonderful allies the Zombies will be?!' she fumed shrilly as Ciel and Sebastian looked at her sharply while in his office. 'Zombies are brainless, flesh-eating creatures! They think of nothing but food! And didn't Ronald Knox say that they are attracted to souls in a bid to feel whole again?! And those four families are fucking dumb to keep those corpses! Ooh I'll bet you they're dead the next morning!' she shrieked angrily, red-faced.
'Well, they reap what they sow then.' said Ciel callously. 'Even though we warned them well enough.'
'Uff, stupidity runs rampant indeed!' Linnea grumbled, huffing on the couch crossly. 'And? What about the P4?'
'Well, considering how Weston works but I just can't bring myself to tell the Queen what I personally think of it even though I explained their side of the story...she decided Expulsion was good enough after they committed murder in the name of Weston. This wouldn't happen if Johan Agares wasn't corrupt but I managed to have the school investigated further by the Royal Family due to this affair. The reason this happened as well is because the Principal is on a 'round-the-world trip thus this also counts as mishandling of school funds so he's in for trouble when he gets back.' he said. 'I'll trust you to draft letters regarding the case to the families of the four prefects.'
'Well, at least its not jail time.' Linnea shrugged. 'Speaking of which, those guys are heirs to their families, right? With a scandal like this, what would happen to them?'
'Well...given their backgrounds, they'll be disinherited in favor of the next most eligible heir.' said Sebastian. 'Granted, they'll still get an inheritance but other than that, they can no longer show up in society as getting expelled from Weston is pretty big even if others were told they withdrew. 'Withdrawing' before graduation even which makes it more...negatively-intriguing.' he said. 'If the people find out they're expelled from Weston, several uncomfortable questions will arise and of course, their families will want to keep it secret. Other than their inheritance, they have nowhere to go. Nowhere to belong.'
'I'm pretty sure their home lives aren't happy now.' Ciel added. 'Well, how they live their life is up to them now. Even better? They can't get their cut until they're 20. So asking their fathers for money will be as scary as facing a monster.'
However, because Ciel still has kindness in him due to Linnea's influence...that didn't turn out too badly.
However...Ciel got a letter one day.
From the Queen again.
To my cute little boy,
I know that the sorry affair in the school
has just ended, but I have heard of what
my cousin has done...really, why did they
think Derek will remain the same even if
he became like that and kept him?
To my great sorrow, the late Duchess of
Clemens has passed away in his own hands
while my cousin has lost his sanity. I now
have to crown the nearest relative worthy
of handling the title Duke of Clemens and
his wife shall be the new Duchess, so there
shall be a Coronation Ceremony at the end
of this month. I worry for my three nieces
as well who have been turned down by their
fiancees for the discretions of their brother.
On that note, I have another task for you
after the Crowning Ceremony...I got interested
in your maid's many experiments in a bid
to make many housewives and maid life
easier. In fact, when we tried out her prototypes
that Grey and Phipps brought back, I've never had
such fragrant-smelling fabrics before. I shall have
Phipps stay in your mansion in the meantime as I
apparently hear she is on fire towards Grey and I
hear she is a very skilled Head Maid. He shall be
a guest in the meantime.
Victoria
'...looks like we'll have a long-term guest for a while, young master.' said Sebastian as Ciel twitched.
'...have the girls get a room ready.' he sighed. 'Due to the zombie case, I'll have a watcher. In the meantime, erase all existing records I have of the Campania Incident in the house, and tell Linnea and Snake to keep quiet. Who knows when he'll be here. After that, prepare a room that will serve as his office.'
And by nightfall, Phipps indeed came here and everyone is well-informed. The house is sparkling clean, smelling clean, fragrant and well-ventilated. That, and the menus are befitting of a guest of his rank. The Phantomhives are 'new blood' while the Phipps have a history of 500 years thus ranked higher than them in the aristocracy despite being an Earldom.
Well, the servants still have to have an opinion of Phipps as he hasn't done anything yet, unlike Grey.
The Workshop...
'So you managed to improve the process, Miss Linnea?' Phipps asked her, amazed as he looked at the labeled 'Prototype 20, lemon-scented'.
'Yes, its thanks to my fiancee and his wonderful nose!' Linnea chirped happily. 'I managed to consolidate the formula so it'll last as a solid bar therefore making it last in a month, but its still 80% done! I want 100% done so there's still something we're missing out on and young master is pulling out all stops! Once I complete the laundry soap, I can get working on the dishwashing soap! I also have to consider factors if it'll ruin the colors of fabric and cause the colors to bleed out and stain other fabrics which is the reason for my 20% dilemma here...there's no way I can market No.20 if I'm not sure if bad dye jobs will ruin the laundry after cleaning it. Imagine this: Queen Victoria's purple and white dresses in the same tub of hot water with my prototypes. A flawed soap is used on them and when the poor maid takes it out, the purple dress' colors looks pale in certain places, while the white dress is stained with purple colors. The poor maid will be blamed, not the product and its manufacturer which is why I want perfection here.'
'I guess that's understandable...one dress alone costs over 100 guinea to tailor.' Phipps shook his head as Linnea gaped at him, horrified at the price. 'The poor maid and her family in that story cannot pay for such damages because indeed in that situation, everyone would point at the maid who was made to laundry those two dresses with a flawed soap. What do you think can rectify that?'
'Better cloth dying techniques so I can counter such problems with my soaps to prevent such disasters!'