AN: How have you been? Sorry it took so long, but I haven't had the time to write in a while. Enjoy!

Thus was it time for Ciel to learn how to be a young woman of English society. So, Madam Red was to teach him how to speak to others and how to maintain proper posture etc. Whereas Hawkeye, as the only professional in the subject, was going to teach him how to fight someone stronger than him. Namely, how to fight like a woman. Just in case.

Sebastian was teaching him how to dance. How to refrain from making comments inappropriate for a young girl, and of course, how not to completely ruin the entire mission.

Mustang had the most important job. He was going to teach Ciel how to sweet-talk someone of the opposite gender. Of course, the obvious question is 'How's he going to do that?' and it's a very good question. Let's look in on their progress.

"I refuse to do this! How can you believe that someone such as I would do something so belittling?" Ciel's voice could be heard throughout the townhouse. His objection was to the newest torture the male populace had come up with. He had been introduced to that most horrid thing... most terrifying... evil, even...

"It's just a corset! Besides, if you're going to pull this off you have to look your best!" Madam Red squealed. Sebastian pulled the corset tighter, "And I'm going to look my best whilst being choked?" Ciel's voice went straight up the octave on that last word. He gasped for air. Well, at least now he knew why girls were always so contained.

Mustang grinned cruelly. Seeing this, Hawkeye remembered that she hadn't told him the role they were to play. She was supposed to be Ciel's elder sister and Mustang was...

Noticing her internal struggle, Sebastian decided to relieve her of her duty to tell Mustang what the two were to enact, "Colonel, has anyone told you what you are going to do?" he enquired, still cutting off all air to Ciel's lungs. Since Mustang looked confused the butler added, "Miss. Hawkeye will be Young Master's elder sister and you her fiancee."

Mustang stood still for a moment. His Lieutenant blushed bright red. She hid her face.

To everyone's surprise (and Hawkeye's chagrin), Mustang jumped for joy. Like a little girl. He calmed down after a bit and smoothed his hair down.

"Ahem, I mean, this is great. I've been trying to get her to go out with me for years! Now she has no choice!" he said beaming.

Hawkeye face-palmed in the background. She set about trying to remedy her embarrassment. So, she got out everyone's costumes to make the final fitting (she was quite handy with a needle). Mustang glanced around, finally noticing that not everyone was as thrilled as he was. What a shame.

"Anyway, you have to notice their clothes, if it looks expensive, comment on that. The way to a man's heart is most defiantly through flattery. And above all else, always act like they know better, like you are a little girl who doesn't know anything at all. Got all that?" Mustang told Ciel as Hawkeye made the final adjustments to outfits.

Once this was finished, they went over the parts and the plan one final time, "Madam Red is the aunt of Ciel and myself. Lau, her lover. Sebastian, the tutor of Ciel and I, and the Colonel my... fiancee." Hawkeye said, pausing as she finished.

"Ciel or myself is to find and talk to the Viscount. Whomever does is to find out as much as they can about him. Madam Red and the rest are to distract from this. Should we see anyone who may recognize Ciel, we are to move their attention to something more trivial. Am I correct?" she said, seeking confirmation.

All nodded. They set about their own preparations for what was to come. The great Earl himself took a nap. Hawkeye cleaned her gun. Thankfully, she could hide it in her dress. Again, just in case.

The night in question was not long in coming. Before they knew it, they were in their carriages and half of them were in dresses. It took them a surprisingly short amount of time to get to the party. Hawkeye stepped out and automatically regretted it. She did so because Mustang was standing in front of her looking like he had just won the lottery. Multiple times.

"Colonel. Please keep in mind that this is an important mission that has to be executed perfectly so that we may go home. And with all due respect, sir, please wipe that self-satisfied smirk off your face right quick?" she said, glancing up at him.

"Can't help it, I'm always exited before going undercover. And besides, I get to be your fiancee." he reminded her, for the hundredth time. She rolled her eyes, but the glint in her finger distracted her. She briefly wonder why Mustang just happened to have a ring with him. Ah, well.

Once assembled, the motley crew of investigators stopped to check that everyone was accounted for, "You all know your parts, act accordingly, and Young Mistress, for the last time, please act like a lady." Sebastian reminded Ciel.

Hawkeye and Mustang linked arms and followed the rest of them inside. Hawkeye had told Mustang ahead of time that if she elbowed him, it meant he had probably just offended someone. With this in mind, they began to learn all they could about the Viscount.

Not long after, Hawkeye heard the bubbly words, "What a pretty pink dress!" from behind her. A little blonde girl was making a beeline straight for Ciel. Excusing herself and the Colonel from the Lord and Lady they had been speaking to, she made for the girl,

"I see you noticed my sister's dress." the Lieutenant said politely. "It's beautiful- yours is too! My name's Elizabeth, but you can call me Lizzy! What's yours?" the bubble of energy known as Elizabeth asked.

"Elizabeth is my name as well."

AN: I really wanted to have Mustang in a skirt, but it was just not to be. Perhaps another time. Another time, another story. Hope you liked it!