This was originally two chapters, but I decided to combine them, so it's on the long side compared to other chapters I write. But please enjoy anyway.

It had been Alice's idea to go to the game. She'd said it was what most people in America did. They went to a game.

As the car drove them to the arena, she explained the rules of Basketball. Ciel didn't understand how watching men chase a ball around and throw it through hoops could be considered fun.

"We'll just stay until half time, okay?" Alice tried to compromise. "Just to get a taste of modern society."

"You make it sound like this is all for my benefit." Ciel complained. "And why isn't Sebastian here?"

She scowled. "In this era, butlers don't follow their masters around everywhere. They mainly just stay at the house and prepare meals or something." She forced a smile. "In accordance to our story, our guardian sent us to the game to get us out of the house while he unpacked."

Ciel turned to look out the window, grumbling about the annoyance of social obligations. With his heightened demon senses, he knew every time Alice moved, even without looking at her.

She held her smile for a few seconds after he turned away, but then dropped it. She fidgeted with her hands for a bit, then pulled a plastic rectangle out of her pocket. She held it up and Ciel heard a soft click sound.

"What was that?" He asked.

"This is a cell phone. It can do all sorts of things. Among them, taking photos." Alice turned the rectangle around so that he could see an image of himself staring out the window. "We can get you one, too. If you'd like."

Ciel was amazed by the likeness on the screen. He'd heard that cameras had advanced beyond the limitations of the subject standing still. But a camera that small? "What else does it do?"

"Makes calls, like a house phone." She tapped her finger on the screen a few times, then showed him a collection of small boxes with words underneath each one. "There are games, too. And a calculator, calendar, alarm clock, and music."

Ciel felt the blood drain from his face and turned back to the window. "Why does it have to be so complicated?"

"You could get a simpler one." She offered. "One that just makes calls and sends texts. Although, I think it still has a calendar."

He sighed. "I guess it would be odd in this time not to have one." The car stopped and he got out. "But nothing to high-tech."

"You sound closer to your actual age when you talk like that." She laughed, following him out and pointing toward the large building in front of them. "This is the arena where the game is being played." She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Most boys love sports. Stop scowling so much."

Ciel was actually squirming in his seat. He glared at Alice sitting beside him, but she was to hung up on the game to notice. He glanced at the people sitting on his other side and couldn't help but think of Lau and his 'friend' Ran-Mao.

The man sitting a few seats away had two girls, dressed in what would have been considered prostitute clothing a century ago, hanging off him. He was smiling and saying something that the girls found hilarious, because they started laughing.

Alice, along with half the people in the building, shouted. Ciel turned his attention back to the court and saw one of the men playing had his hand raised and was walking around in circles.

"I don't understand this game at all." He complained as the man ran into other men who were wearing similar clothes. They all congratulated him for getting the ball through the hoop. "What's the point?"

The girls beside him were still laughing, which was getting annoying. He heard a beeping sound and looked over. The man had pulled a black rectangle out of his jacket pocket and was looking at the screen. He said something to the girls and left.

"Ciel, look!" Alice gasped, looking at the man as he walked through a set of doors. "I can't believe we were sitting beside him this entire time!"

"Who is he?"

"He's Bruce Wayne!" Alice grabbed his shoulders. "He's the richest man in Gotham city! Well, he was until we got here, but that's only because he isn't nobility."

Ciel glared at the doors even after they stopped swinging. That man has a major secret, I can tell. He resolved that he would find out what it was.

Alice kept her promise that they would leave at half-time, but that still meant that Ciel had been forced to endure almost an hour of the idiocy that America had labeled basketball. They didn't go home afterward, but instead visited some shops.

"Ciel, how do you like this one?" She asked, holding out a dark blue phone. "It just has calling, so you don't have to worry about texts." When he shrugged, she smiled. "I guess that's as good as it'll get."

She bought the phone and told him she'd set it up for him later. She then dragged him to a clothing store, where she started pulling shirts and jeans for him to try on. He just stared at her.

"No way." She giggled. "You can't dress yourself?" She glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then followed him into the change room. "I'll show you how the jeans work, but I'm not putting them on you, got it?"

He watched carefully as she showed him how to work the zipper and button combination. She also explained that the shirts are just pulled over the head. Then she turned around and he tried getting dressed by himself for the first time ever.

He hit his first obstacle right away. "How…?"

"Take off your shoes first." She said without turning around. "And don't forget to take off the clothes you're wearing now before trying on the new ones."

He felt his face getting warmer and glared at her back. "I can't. I don't know how to untie my shoes." He confessed.

Alice snorted. "Pull the ends of the laces. The looped part should get smaller until it disappears. Then loosen the knot." She still didn't turn to help him.

Ciel looked down at his shoes. They looked too complicated to be taken off that easily. Still, Alice had grown up refusing the help of her servants, so she probably knew what she was talking about. He bent down and pulled on the laces.

It happened just like she said it would. The bow disappeared. Then he looped his finger under the knot and pulled until it too went away. He repeated the process with his other shoe, then stepped out of them.

He knew his face must have been as red and his aunt's hair. That had been so simple. He quickly stripped off his clothes and pulled on the jeans. He then picked up the shirt and held it in front of his face. He didn't want to mess up something this simple, but he couldn't figure out which side was the front.

He looked up to confess his confusion and saw something sticking out of Alice's shirt. He looked down at the shirt in his hands and saw that there was a white rectangle sewn on one side of the cloth. He smiled, figuring that side was the back. He quickly pulled in on. "Done."

Alice turned and smiled at him. "Good job." She reached her hand behind her head and fiddled with the back of her shirt. "Not bad for a first dress job."

Ciel couldn't help the scowl that spread over his face. She'd deliberately pulled that thing out of her shirt to show him, knowing he wouldn't get it. "Are we done?"

She shook her head. "Now that we know it fits you, you need to take it off so we can pay for it." She laughed when he gave her shocked look. "Yeah, I know it's a hassle, but it's even worse if you buy clothes without trying them on first. If they don't fit, you have to come back to return them."

Ciel quickly changed back into his original clothing, then followed Alice as she weaved through the store. She picked up more jeans and some shirts in an array of colours.

"Since you just tried on those, you don't need to try these, since they're all the same size and brand." She smiled, and Ciel could sense an undertone of laughter. "I'll teach you about shopping later, so your head won't explode."

The cashier smiled warmly as they approached. She rang up the clothes and Alice tapped a plastic card to a metal box, then took the bags of clothes and a slip of paper. "I'll explain payment later, too." She whispered to him.

They walked out the doors and turned to walk down the street. Alice grabbed his arm and pulled him back, just before something fell where he'd been standing only seconds before.

"What was that?!" He yelled.

Alice looked up. "That was a close call. We'd better get inside before we're flattened like pancakes." She glanced around, then down at Ciel. "Although, I don't think demons can become pancakes."

Ciel started walking again. "Let's get back to the house. I want some tea." He could hear Alice trying not to laugh all the way to the car.

Yay! Finally tied it to Batman!

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