CE: 15
A/N: I got called a genius! That's always nice. *smiles sheepishly* Thanks for the awesome reviews you guys! I always smile when I see a new one.
SubMe: You and Undertaker hang out too much; you have such a creepy smile.
Me: That's not nice…;9
SubMe: Have you seen your school photos? You look like one of those creepy portraits you find in haunted houses!
Me: So? I think that can count as intimidation.
Undertaker: He he he…
Me:
SubMe: Since you're obviously busy, I'll just do the disclaimers and such. Lazy bum…-.-
Disclaimer: This oblivious idiot owns nothing; don't believe anything she tells you. In truth, it is I who owns the OC's. She's just a partner in crime-I, mean partner in writing fanfiction.
Warning: Seriously. If the last chapter didn't give hint to it, than expect morons. ( I apologize if the stooges failed attempts aren't that funny, but I'm a writer not a comedian! XD)
Chapter 15: Plan Sabotage is in Effect!
"I think it is rather obvious that my servants are not the most…vigilant."Ciel sighed as he sat down in his parlor. His cobalt hair was frizzed from the weathering of the outside winds, his azure gaze obviously tired. Kurt didn't bat an eye before sitting himself down into the seat in front of the Earl's auburn desk. Felix sighed, but decided that it wasn't the time to chastise Kurt and stood calmly and patiently in the back of the room.
"I thought that the entire situation was extremely amusing actually." Kurt grinned toothily, obviously replaying the sight in his mind as he chuckled.
A few strands of hair popped out from the Earl's head and Felix could tell that the child was obviously over-tired and perhaps even embarrassed for having such a disgraceful sight being seen by Kurt. It was almost cute.
"I'm sure that they have their good points Lord Phantomhive."Felix stated seriously, though his golden eyes badly hid his amusement.
Ciel cleared his throat and crossed his legs; obviously trying to seem intimidating despite the enormous size of the chair compared to the boy himself whose feet did not even reach the ground.
"Despite that, they've been rather impotent in the past few months. I simply need someone to keep watch over the idiots. You will, of course, be expected to provide all the services that Sebastian is accustomed to supply to me to your own master; Kurt to be exact. So in some terms you will be a Phantomhive servant, but in other terms you shall be a Bellingham butler." Ciel explained, "I assume you are already aware of how to address me and Kurt as of now, and the way to address guests and your fellow workers. However, since you are a butler, you hold the same status as Sebastian over the other servants in the household when it comes to your master's requests, but I would implore you to take note that I do not wish to overwork them and have your master's orders interfere with my own."
"Of course Master Ciel. I prefer to complete orders with my own abilities, so interference should not be an issue. However, there is a matter of privacy sir." Felix stated almost boldly, but he wasn't going to leave this issue alone.
Ciel's eye twitched. He'd wanted to have the man forget to bring up the subject of private matters; it would give him an advantage in the silent game of cat and mouse going on between them. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. Kurt just waited silently; he'd already discussed arrangements with Felix anyway.
"You may continue."
Felix stepped forward and gave a slight bow, he noticed that his hair had grown a bit before standing back up to his regular position.
"As you well know, I still hold a part of the partnership in the Choppy Enquirer, it is my duty to publish and one other job. I have handed my publishing faction over to my partner now, but I will still receive letters from unnamed sources for my other duty. I must request that my letters will not be opened or tampered with, that my notebooks not be looked through, and that the letters I send not be looked at either. These three are the most important. Besides that there is only one more thing sir." Felix stated and looked directly at his new master, and also his new opponent.
"You can ask me any questions. I will always tell the truth, but perhaps not the whole truth. I am now a servant in your stead and am required to reply with a sufficient answer following these guidelines."
"Are you referring to your evasive replies in our previous conversations?" Ciel raised an eyebrow, "That information is classified. Those were your words, so though you say you'll answer my questions truthfully, that doesn't mean that your truthful answers will provide me with any information."
"You are correct sir."Felix smirked, "I also request that the same functions go for Kurt as well so that nobody will go through his own letters-"
"Actually, I'd rather have Felix be completely in charge of my letters." Kurt stated, "I hardly ever read them anyway."
He looked at Felix with jaded eyes, and back at Ciel. His emerald gaze was thoughtful and Felix nodded, knowing why Kurt didn't want to go through his mail without him checking it first.
Yes, Kurt had certain people he didn't want to hear from, and that Felix didn't want him to see again.
"That and you can just go ahead and ask me, but I don't really know much. But I do want Felix to retire and help me retire at a proper time. I don't want to have him up half the night, despite his insomnia."Kurt glared up at Felix who looked down at the boy wearily, "You know as well as I do that you don't sleep enough. I'm requiring you to receive at least four hours of rest every evening from now on. Consider it my first order."
"Yes young master." Felix bowed, though sweat dripped at the back of his neck.
Perhaps it was a bit too much for him to ask, but did he really have to be controlled even to the point of how much he slept? Not only that, the dreams he had were more often than not about the past rather than the future. They were usually set in the manor he was currently in, had his mind already known where he was going to end up?
He was interrupted from his thoughts by a familiar and gentle knocking on the door.
"Enter." Ciel sighed and made further effort to appear difficult. It was almost funny how much he almost tried to impress the demon butler.
Sebastian came in with an almost shit-eating grin that completed his mask of indifference. His eyes were narrowed to seem jaded, though they glinted with amusement and mischief that made Felix feel more than just a little suspicious. What was he planning?
"I have prepared the tea my lord."
Ciel took the tea cup from Sebastian's hands gingerly after the butler was finished pouring it out. Felix did the same for Kurt. The cobalt haired boy brought the cup to his lips and Kurt just watched and waited. Sebastian raised an eyebrow in a bit of confusion.
"This taste is a bit sweeter than usual. Is it Londonderry?"Ciel inquired.
"Your mind is as sharp as ever my lord. You are correct, naturally."
Kurt's eyes brightened and he laughed, causing Felix to sigh and the two idols in question to stare in concern. The boy's brown hair bounced as he finished chuckling and his emerald eyes sparkled with humorous tears.
"S-sorry. I just remembered a joke was all."
You mean you remember this déjà vu situation happening more than once in my little 'stories' Felix thought sheepishly.
"…very well then. Let us continue."Ciel cleared his throat with a raised eyebrow.
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"I-I don't know about this, what if the young master catches us?" Finny whimpered as he dragged the wheelbarrow of crushed stone and lumber out to their other piles of disastrous 'accidents' on the edge of the forest. They were becoming more mountainous than piles though.
The rubble easily topped his height; doubled it even. Finny sniffed and blinked his eyes, a small tear falling from it. He was always an emotional person, once Bard had even called him a child in an adult body. This was probably true since he'd never learned how to control his feelings; he'd never had the comforting arms of a mother to cherish his tears or a father's gentle scolding to make them stop. It was surprising to Finny that the young master didn't cry more often, considering that he lost that comfort to the fire.
Mayrene poked her head out from behind the pile he was dumping stuff into. Her dark cherry red hair was dusted with the powder from destroyed concrete and stone; her glasses somehow remaining intact, despite the crack running down the side of one of the frames. Young Master had offered countless times to correct the lenses, but time and time the maid refused to do so, perhaps they held too many memories within the edges of the broken glass.
"Oh Finny. We would get let go anyway, we would."
"That's why we gotta fight fire with fire! That pansy isn't gonna see it comin!"Bard shot out from the pile to Finny's left, causing the poor blond to jolt in surprise.
"M-Maybe it's all a misunderstanding-"
"It's not! Now come on, we gotta put our plan into action. Trust me."Bard grinned and threw his shovel off to the side, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, accentuating his smile.
Finny sniffed again and nodded, walking back towards their home with Mayrene rubbing his back and Bard patting his shoulders.
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"That's perfect Mayrene! Just a little more to the right and it should be good!"Bard stated with glee.
They were in the foyer, Finny holding the slick oil can as the red haired maid gingerly dabbed the black ilk into the rich and expensive carpet in the form of a shoe print. Behind them lain more footprints of the slick obsidian substance, obnoxious and glistening. Mayrene let out a breath of air in exhaustion, the tainting of the carpet being harder than first thought.
There was nothing that Sebastian hated more than people entering the manor with filthy shoes; nothing; unless someone found his cat. The time he had to take out of his schedule to clean them correctly was torturously long. Despite the young master appearing more mature, he grew irritated if Sebastian wasn't available to speak to, causing the butler's day to be filled with discrete punishments for leaving the young master to his own entertainment.
Finny felt terrible for doing such a terrible thing to the man he respected most in the house, but in the long run if it made him able to stay with Ciel and Sebastian longer, he would do whatever it took to keep his job, no matter how bad at it he was.
The three stooges looked up as they heard footsteps coming from the hallway that lead to the Master's office. They gulped.
"I will be showing you the servant's quarters where you will be residing and get you further acquainted with your fellow workers. Though I'm not sure how they will react with another servant in the home. Though seemingly idiotic, they are not as ignorant as the first impression suggests them to be." Sebastian sighed a bit farther off.
"I will do my best to try not to make them feel as if I'm invading their home. I've entered a household before, and I know it will be hard to get used to, but I'm sure that I'll get along with them eventually."Felix smiled.
The three quickly scrambled to the closet beneath the staircase and hid inside it. They were wide eyed and Finny was already jerking tears.
"Oh no! He wasn't trying to take our jobs after all!"Mayrene's mouth was wide with concern as Bard scratched the back of his neck in guilt.
"I-It was a misunderstanding after all, and now we've gotten him fired…"Finny whimpered.
"…"Bard sighed as he heard the two men walk down the staircase, "We've got to own up to our mistakes. If we explain, I'm sure the guy won't get canned."
"Well, it might be a bit more difficult for you, seeing as you're going to become their supervisor."Sebastian grinned as he carefully stepped around the prints of oil, and heard Felix turn around to snap his gaze towards him.
"Well of course-wait? SUPERVISOR?" Felix let out a squeak in surprise as his foot slipped on the slick carpet. He lost his balance as his legs buckled. Sebastian's smirk didn't falter as the servant's gasped and ran out from beneath the staircase.
"No! Watch out!" they shouted in unison.
Felix shut his eyes tightly as he expected pain to follow as he crashed down the staircase. Instead he was surprised to feel something rather large and firm, but not hard enough for it to hurt. That wasn't what he was terrified to feel though. There was something soft planted against his lips. He cracked open his eyes before blushing as he realized that he'd fallen on top of Sebastian, in a rather compromising position. Straddling his hips as Sebastian smirked wryly up at him, their lips connected. He immediately paled in terror before standing up as the black butler sat up and grabbed the new servant's wrists to 'help' himself up.
"My, now wasn't that interesting. Well, let's continue on the tour of this mansion then."
Felix felt like crying at the fact that a demon kissed him, though chaste, it was still a kiss. With Sebastian Michaelis of all people!
The servant's gaped in shock as the crimson eyed butler turned to them with a smirk.
"Well then, I expect this mess to be cleaned up by dinner, and if not. You can expect…consequences."
Felix lagged behind the demon and blinked out of his slight depression as Finny walked up to Sebastian and tugged on his sleeve.
". We aren't getting fired are we?"
Sebastian blinked in surprise, "Fired? Don't be preposterous. What kind of Phantomhive servants would you be if you got fired? It'd be a disgrace. Don't suggest something so mundane, now get to work!"
"T-Thank you Mr. Sebastian!" Finny sniffed.
"Yes sir!" They said in unison.
A/N: I have good reason for being gone! I finally figured out where this plot is going to go! Be prepared for twists, turns, betrayal, and memories that would've rather been forgotten. "Them" and of course death gods!
SubMe: For once we agree. This is epic.
Me: I'm so happy! XD Oh, and opinions needed on the new way people think in italics.