A little late, but here you are.. Ahh okay, okay. It's a whole two and a half days, I'm sorry though! I've made it extra long to make up for the tardiness. By the way, I looked over this literally once, because I am so tired right now, but hopefully there aren't that many errors in this one.

Ciel Phantomhive usually had a very calm demeanor, but this was getting to be a little much. First, Sebastian's demon spawn arrived at his home uninvited, nonetheless and now this..

After hours and hours of being stuck in his office, he had finally completed almost all of the damn paperwork, almost. Deciding he needed a break, Ciel was on his way to check up on his new demon, when all of a sudden his servants came running to him, flailing their arms and falling to their knees at his feet.

They were all wearing similar, frilly head pieces and matching faces of shame. "Young master, it's awful," Mey-Rin whimpered, pointing to the ribbons in her hair. "Yes, awful!"

"This is unjust," Bard voiced out, his face showing of embarrassment. He had been through war and was now an immaculate chef, not a mannequin to be used for playing dress up! "I don't deserve this punishment," he sadly stated. "I am a man!"

Finnian brushed his fingers over the offending bunny ears in his hair and was reasonably the most calm of the trio, "Can we take them off, please?"

The servants were in despair. "Why are you wearing them in the first place.. ?" Ciel trailed off, taking notice of the interior decor of his home. There were hearts and bunnies and stars and flowers plastered all over the walls. Unsightly lace frills and pink ribbons with hearts hung from the ceilings.

"Ci-e-e-el," a high-pitched voice shouted happily, and a barreling blonde in an orange dress attacked him into a tight embrace. He knew those golden curls and that loud voice, "What are you doing here, Elizabeth?"

"Isn't everything absolutely adorable, Ciel?" The young master's fiancee had stopped by for a visit.. Bringing along with her the infamous Grell Sutcliff, courtesy of Madam Red. Grell Sutcliff, who by the way, was being hung from the ceiling with a rope around his neck and a yellow bonnet in his dark brown hair. "I just came from a visit to Madam Red's and she insisted that I bring her butler. Apparently, he's good for nothing and she wants you to have Sebastian teach him a thing or two."

"Hello, Master Ciel." Grell choked out, turning blue in the face.

Having already met his aunt's useless servant the day he was kidnapped from his home by an idiotic Italian drug dealer, Ciel was convinced that not even Sebastian could help him. He watched the hanging man for a while and then with an irritated sigh, ordered, "Take him down."

"Aw, but why?" Elizabeth pouted, "I know he doesn't make the best decoration, but it's funny to see him sway back and forth. Besides, he's much cuter this way!"

Sebastian along with Natasha in tow, walked leisurely into the room after hearing all the commotion from upstairs. "Good evening, Lady Elizabeth."

The young girl immediately brightened up, "Sebastian! I have a bonnet for you as well! Here you are!" She fastened the flowery, lace-embroidered accessory in his black hair. It was pink. Hot pink, to be exact, and he was pissed off beyond belief, but smiled idly at his young master's lady. "Thank you very much for going out of your way for a butler."

Nobody, besides an innocently clueless Elizabeth and a thoroughly un-amused Sebastian, held in their laughter. Natasha and Ciel had gotten red in the face and began to actually leaned onto each other for support. "Oh God, look at him!" Ciel chortled, his face turning a bright cherry red.

Mey-Rin, Bard and Finny were biting items of their clothing to keep their noise levels as low as possible, but it wasn't as successful as they hoped. They didn't want to make their amusement too noticeable, because well.. Sebastian scared the living shit out of them and it was a matter of time before he got angry.

"I see it, trust me! I love it, Lady Elizabeth!" Natasha cackled, matching Ciel's flushed cheeks. "I can't breathe! It hurts my sides!"

Sebastian cast them all a murderous look and almost immediately the excessive giggling ceased. Elizabeth continued to gaze at them, furrowing her eyebrows. "I don't understand the joke, Sebastian."

He bowed and began to introduce his daughter, in an attempt to avert attention from the very recent event. "I don't quite understand either. Oh- I apologize for her rude behavior, my lady. This young girl here is-"

"I can introduce myself," she breathed, recovering from her giggle, and turned to Ciel's future wife with a sweeter-than-sugar smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Elizabeth. I am Sebastian's daughter, Natasha Michaelis. I'm going to be staying with him in Earl Phantomhive's manor for a while." She curtsied and then sent her father a smug grin, her eyes were still bright with humor.

It didn't help that she was still annoyed with him about what he had mentioned to her earlier. "The master comes first," she scoffed in her head, Not to me he doesn't.

The apples of Elizabeth's cheeks colored a delicate pink and her green orbs became brighter than the sun, "You are absolutely the cutest!" She made a mad dash to Natasha and spun her in a tight hug. "Please, call me Lizzy! Oh, I adore your outfit! Your dress is so beautiful," she squealed. "Where did you get it? I hope you don't mind me asking."

"No, of course not! Uhm, My sisters designed it for me and had a seamstress make it from back home," Natasha explained, taking a better look at her outfit. She was wearing a sunny pink dress, with lace trim that reached a little below her knees, showing off her pretty wedged shoes and white-lace stockings.. The skirt of her dress was decorated in a series ruffles of ruffles, colored a slightly lighter pink. Her sleeves reached up to her elbows and also had ruffles attached to the ends. Natasha wasn't entirely happy with the color, deeming it too girly, but it made her sisters happy, so she had ended up wearing it.

She laughed softly, enjoying the look of pure elation on Lizzy's fresh face. She's glowing! How can something so simple as a dress make her so happy? Natasha smiled to herself, but it didn't last long. It was getting a little more difficult to breathe..

It was Sebastian's turn to smirk. "I know you enjoy pretty clothing, Lady Elizabeth, you should have Natasha show you all the new dresses her sisters made for her. They are all quite 'adorable' as you would say." He then presented Elizabeth with an eye-crinkled grin.

"That'd be wonderful!" Lizzy exclaimed, squeezing Natasha tighter in her arms, clearly excited. "Why don't we go right now? I'm not allowed to be here as often as I want to be, but I know we'll be very good friends, Natasha. I know it, I just know!"

"If she can breathe properly. I don't think she'll be conscious for much longer, Elizabeth." Ciel motioned towards Natasha's flustered face. "Have her show you her things some other day. She has traveled from very far, I'm sure and just arrived about two hours ago."

Letting the girl in her arms go free, Elizabeth frowned at her fiancee. "Oh, Ciel. Honestly, how many times do I have to remind you? I've told you before, call me Lizzy."

"What are you trying to achieve today with all these decorations?" Natasha wondered, entertained by watching Mey-Rin and Bard struggle to cut Grell down from the ceiling. Finny was waiting to catch him, arms out and ready.

Elizabeth smiled at her new friend, "I was hoping we could have a little miniature dance party in the mansion today."

Ciel instantaneously spun on his heel and walked out of the room, calling out, "I have work to do."

"I go wherever the young master goes," Sebastian stated, taking a few steps in Ciel's direction. "When he is finished with what's left of his work, I will try to convince him to come and dance with you, my lady."

Elizabeth smiled. "Thank you very much, Sebastian." Her cheeks were still pink as she murmured, "It's been almost a month since I'll seen him and I just want him to have fun, at least while I'm here."

Why does she care about him so much? Natasha wondered and then plastered on her own grin. "Since I'm new and everything, I have to stick with my father. I promise, Ciel will come and dance with you, Lizzy," Natasha vowed. Besides, I want to see if that idiot is even capable of dancing. She smirked, hoping she would have another thing to laugh about.

Lizzy's smile grew and her cheeks were starting to hurt. With her hands clasped together and she cheerfully hollered, "Alright, everyone. Our goal is to make this entire bottom floor cute and fancy, just for Ciel!"

xx

He was sitting down at his desk, once again, and had to only seal one final envelope to be finished for the day. As the wax cooled, Ciel let out a relaxed hum.

"Master, are you avoiding Lady Elizabeth's 'ball' due to your dancing abilities?" Sebastian asked, in a nonjudgmental tone. His eyes showed obvious enjoyment, though.

Natasha quickly poked fun at him, "Or lack-there-of?"

"I have always assumed that you can dance," Sebastian said, "But if you can't, I could teach you basic steps, should you need me to do so. After all, I've never exactly seen you dance, not with anybody. You've always been a wallflower."

Ciel's dark blue eyes narrowed and almost became slits when Natasha voiced out her thoughts. "And you called me incompetent. How shameful, Earl Phantomhive. Father, how are you going to teach him? Will you be his partner?"

"Are you insane?" Ciel fumed at them, "Do you honestly expect me to be instructed by a man?"

Shaking his head, Sebastian pointed to his darling daughter sporting a wry grin. "Unless it was an order, I would never have even considered it.. Although, it is rather convenient that Natasha's size is perfect for you to practice with."

"What?" she shrieked, stepping away from them. "No way! No way in hell!"

"You have no choice, dearest. As his servants, we must aid the young master in any way we can and that includes in his love life."

xx

Within ten minutes, the two of were dancing, albeit slightly awkwardly, around the office being directed harshly by Sebastian. Ciel's right hand was firmly pressed against Natasha's waist, while the other hand held her's tightly. Natasha's free hand was on his shoulder.

Both of them wore grimaces of discomfort. "Are you enjoying yourselves? You make an adorable pair on the floor," he chuckled.

"Shut up!" Natasha hissed at her father, while Ciel glowered coldly at his butler. Whenever one of them made a mistake, or what Sebastian considered a mistake, he would slap their feet with a ruler he had seemingly pulled out of thin air.

There was a knock at the door and both children immediately separated themselves from each other. Mey-Rin poked her head inside when Sebastian opened the door. "Uhm," the maid mumbled, "Lady Elizabeth would like you to wear this, Young Master. She said it was very important that you were dressed the part for a ball. Yes, yes. Very important." She handed the clothes to Sebastian and left, before stumbling back inside. "Oh! I almost forgot, I did! She has this ring for you as well."

They went to his bedroom and as Sebastian dressed Ciel, which Natasha thought was completely unnecessary, she waited outside the closed door. Her father had deemed it improper for her to be present while Ciel was being clothed. She glowered at the floor in distaste, I mean, honestly! What kind of thirteen year old brat needs someone else to put his clothes on for him? I started dressing myself as soon as I could tie knots and fasten buttons.

The trio made their way downstairs and noticed Grell was no longer blue in the face, but wearing a pure white dress."You look a thousand times cuter than you already were, Grell!" Lizzy cheered, admiring her work. Grell looked at his lap, a pleased blush on his cheeks.

"Remember, Lizzy's feet are a lot more sensitive than mine. Don't stomp all over her pretty little shoes." She smirked at the earl. "I'm surprised you were so terrible, stepping all over me practically a hundred times."

"Shut up."

Elizabeth's loud squeal echoed throughout the room as she caught sight of them. "I wish I had known you would be here earlier," she said to Natasha, looking dismayed, "I could've brought you something to wear, too. I'm very sorry."

Natasha shook her head, waving her hands in front of her. "No, no. Don't apologize, it's fine, really."

She nodded and then praised her fiancee, "You look amazing, Ciel!" Then Elizabeth frowned, noticing a particular piece missing from his outfit. She grabbed his hand and asked, "Where's my ring? And why are you wearing that silver one with the big blue diamond instead?"

He shrugged, "I thought this get-up was enough. You can have your ring back, I won't wear it." Her face flared with anger and she tugged the ring off of his finger. "Hey, give it back!" Within that instant, she threw it on the floor. "I got that ring specially for you! It's a million times better than that one! I don't like it!"

Ciel's signature blue ring was strewn about in broken pieces. Everyone was utterly shocked. "What the hell is the matter with you?" Ciel howled, angrily stalking towards her. "Do you have any idea what that ring was?" He was visibly shaking with rage.

As much as she didn't want to admit it, she was frightened. Lizzy's eyes watered and she sniffed, feeling a pang in her chest. "It was ugly. I didn't like it. I didn't like it," she whispered, covering her face.

He aimed to strike her and Elizabeth flinched, closing her eyes, ready for the sting of Ciel's hand. When she heard an annoyed huff and she felt no blow to her face, Elizabeth looked up and was in awe. Natasha had intercepted Ciel's path to her and had pulled him away onto the center of the room with a dancing stance.

"Were you going to hit her?" Natasha growled lowly, burning daggers into Ciel's face, as they twirled together. She had done the only thing she could possibly think of in the short amount of time she had before Ciel harmed Lizzy and was now chewing him out.

They danced in a series of twirls and spins, as Sebastian explained the ring's importance to Elizabeth. Her face was blotchy and she was weeping softly, shaking her head.

"That ring," Ciel finally answered, "Is the only thing left that I own directly from my father. It was an heirloom passed down from the head of the Phantomhive's for generations, and now it's broken."

It actually meant something to him? "That doesn't give you the right to slap her! Did that ring make you the head of the Phantomhives? Without it, are you no longer an earl?" Natasha narrowed her eyes at him, willing sense into him. "Go and apologize," she spun and pushed Ciel in front of Lizzy, who had calmed down and was profusely apologizing to him. Her eyes were still gleaming with tears, but she was sorry for the tantrum she had thrown.

She whimpered, covering her face. "I'm so sorry, Ciel. I had no idea about the ring. Please forgive me," she begged.

Conviction clear on his face, Ciel shook his head. "Lizzy, I am the one who should be apologizing. I didn't control my anger and I almost hurt you." Amazement showed blatantly on everyone's face, as Ciel bent to pick up the largest part of his broken ring and hurled it out the window.

"Ciel, your ring!" Lizzy shouted, saddened that she had caused the entire mess. "It was one-of-a-kind, wasn't it?" Again, she began to cry. "I'm so, so sorry!"

He was somewhat solemn in his response, but definitely resigned from any negative emotions. "I don't need it, I never have. That thing didn't define me and it won't start now. It was only a ring, at the end of the day." He extended a hand towards his promised and with a charming smile adorning his face, asked her out on the floor. "To make up for my horrible behavior, may I have this dance, my lady?"

With a nod, Elizabeth smiled brightly and began dancing with her fiancee. They spoke, sharing stories and occasionally having a small laugh together. Sebastian wore a pleased smile and stood next to his daughter, handing her a violin. "It belongs to the young master, but I'm sure he won't mind if both of us play music for him and his lady."

The Phantomhive servants watched their master dancing with their future mistress, as well as the butler and his daughter, in amazement. They were all truly talented.

Together, the father-daughter demon duo made hypnotizing melodies, perfect for the dancing couple. "Why did you help him?"

"Because as you said, we must help your master with anything and everything, including his pathetic love life."

Sebastian began shouting proud praises for his daughter loudly, in his head of course. He wouldn't want to cause a scene and interrupt their wonderful music, now would he?

xx

After Lizzy's little ball had ended, it was time for dinner.

"I don't deserve to live," Grell cried. "There is no hope for me, Madam Red was wrong!" He had a large, sharp knife pointed towards his throat.

Natasha was amused, "Go on with it." She had never witnessed a suicide and the depressed butler was sure to kill himself at any moment. He was still professing his worthlessness over and over. "Hurry up, Grell. You're a horrible butler, I'd even go as far to say that you are the worst in the entire world! Personally, I think you should have joined a comedy act. Entertaining others is what you do best. I mean, first you were Lizzy's decoration and now you're putting on a little show for everyone."

"No, no. Instead think of the even more inconveniences there would be for me," Sebastian sighed. Grell had broken the food cart and all the food and drink was staining the floor. He tried to help clean it up, but slipped on his dress and dove face first into mashed potatoes, creating the already big mess even bigger.

Lizzy stared up at Sebastian, "Inconvenience?"

He nodded and pathetically huffed, "Think of how many hours it would take me to clean up all the blood."

She blanched, imagining the scene in her head. Sebastian would be scrubbing and scrubbing, but the red stains would remain on the floor forever. "You'd have to stay up all night," she sympathized with the butler. "Don't do it, Grell."

"And also the task of getting rid of the body and explaining to Madam Red why her little butler never returned home would be a little difficult.."

"Not if he does it outside," Natasha interjected. "I think Pluto would like having a chew toy."

The three servants were all trying to pull the knife away from his hands. "It was just a mistake! you don't have to die for it," Bard shouted. "Will you drop it right now you bast- bashful butler!"

"Grell put down that blasted knife down and help Sebastian clean up the mess you've mad," Ciel ordered sternly, tired of the useless banter. Immediately he put down the knife and was about to get up to help Sebastian, when the butler stated an icy smile, "Your idea of 'helping me' better be by sitting on the floor and staying out of my way."

After another dinner was prepared and served, Lady Elizabeth returned home.

I actually read the reviews today and thank you guys so much for taking time out of your day to post them up. I can honestly say they made me smile, oh and I do have a response for a few, since I figured more people probably had the same thoughts regarding a few things.

CosplayingAnime: I am totally on board with you about describing how the characters look and all that. I shall work on it, promise! :)

Arisa : I actually got that little phrase from my friends and technically, me. We were walking through a maze at Knott's Berry Farm (or Knott's Scary Farm) during the Halloween season and they literally had to drag me inside and all I kept saying was, "Nope. Nope. Nope." My lovely friends have been making fun of me ever since and I figured I could use that in my story because, pfft. . Why not? :)

Tawny : Yeah, Ciel did in fact name Sebastian. . After his family's pet dog. Hahahaha, but this is fanfiction, so we'll just pretend that Sebastian Michaelis was born as Sebastian Michaelis. I'll try to make details like that clearer in the fututre :)

Thanks for reading!