Grell's dramatics came to a halt and he flashed a mischievous grin at Edward. "Oh, no. I never said that. Of course I know where my darling Bassie is!"

Ed's face grew red with anger. "Then where is he?" He raised his voice in exasperation.

Grell pouted, twirling his bright red hair with his finger. "Well, I can't tell you that!"

Ed clenched his teeth, ready to beat Sebastian's location out of Grell. Alphonse said, "Calm down, Ed. Why can't you tell us, Grell?"

Grell giggled, reaching over and lightly knocking on Al's armor. "Hmm…You're a bit odd, aren't you?" He sighed, his hand moving back to his forehead. "I can't tell you, because then that Phantomhive boy will take him away! He keeps my dear Bassie all to himself!"

Ed's hand moved to his forehead, also, and he groaned loudly. "Well of course he's always with Ciel, he's his butler!" Ed shouted.

Grell began to giggle, shaking his head. "Oh, is that what you think?"

Ed glanced at Elizabeth, who was also looking at Grell curiously. "What do you mean, Grell?"

Grell shook his head vigorously. "It's nothing for a Lady to hear. Mm-mm. My dear Lady Elizabeth, it would break her heart so."

"W-what do you mean, Grell? Has Sebastian hurt my Ciel?" Elizabeth looked close to tears.

Ed had finally had enough. "Okay, I'm done messing around. Ciel is looking for Sebastian, so I'm here to find out where he is." Ed ripped the glove off of his automail hand and clapped his hands together, moving his human hand up the length of his automail arm and forming it into a sharp point. "Where is Sebastian?"

Elizabeth gasped, jumping up from the table and backing away from Ed. Grell screeched, "What the heck is that? Oh! How did you do that?"

Elizabeth began to cry and backed further away from Ed, running to the door of the mansion. Alphonse yelled after her, "Lady Elizabeth, it's okay, he's not going to hurt you-"But she ran inside, slamming the door behind her. "Ed, you scared the girl!" He scolded his older brother.

"I don't care, Al. Where's Ciel's butler, Grell?" Ed pointed his transmuted arm at Grell. "You've got three seconds."

"Brother, you can't-"

"Three…"

"Young man, let's be reasonable here-"Grell began backing away from Edward.

"Two…"

"Okay, okay! I'll tell you where he is!" Grell covered his eyes with his hands and dropped to his knees, bracing for Ed to charge at him.

Ed sighed, dropping his hands to his sides. "Alright then, where is he?"

Grell dropped his hands, pouting at Ed. "Don't you even care what he really is?"

Ed shook his head, clapping his hands together and changing his arm back to normal. "Nope, not really. Let's go get him."

Grell huffed, standing up slowly and picking Ed's glove up off the ground. "Here." He said miserably, handing him the glove.

"Thanks." Ed slipped his glove on.

Grell then proceeded to unzip the back of his dress, thankfully revealing another set of clothes underneath. Ed glanced uneasily at his brother. "What the hell?" He silently mouthed to Alphonse.

"Well, here we go. A shame you don't know what you're getting yourselves into." Grell sighed, waving for them to follow him. Edward shrugged off a sudden feeling of apprehension as he and Alphonse followed Grell into the garden.

The trio walked through what seemed like acres of lush greenery and flowers. The rain they had seen of England was not present today, and butterflies and bees were hovering over the plants. They finally came to a large brick structure. The door was decorated with chains and locks, and the windows were boarded up.

"Well, here we are." Grell sighed, taking a ring of keys from his pocket. He began working on the locks, opening them one at a time until the chains fell to the ground. Grell frowned at the brothers. "I wish you'd just let me keep him."

Ed rolled his eyes and pushed past the pouting red-head, and gingerly twisted the handle of the door.