When Alois woke up, he found Eric sipping coffee in the living room. "Good morning." He paused, watching Eric. "Do you think Papa will be okay?"

Eric's voice suddenly got really quiet. "Eighty five left. I did a lot of work last night. I plan to finish today."

"Is he still asleep?"

Eric's voice went back to a regular volume. "In the kitchen making breakfast."

Alois nodded, then headed to the kitchen. "Morning~." He smiled at Alan, who was wearing a sweater and jeans and an apron.

Alan beamed when he saw Alois. "Good morning! How are you?"

"I'm alright. Are those pancakes? What flavor?"

"Chocolate chip!" Alan grinned excitedly, almost like a little boy again.

"I'm guessing you like that flavor." Alois laughed a bit. "After breakfast, I'm going to the Phantomhive's. I can't go alone, though… That butler is freaky."

"How about you bring Grell with you?" Alan suggested. "I don't like to leave the house and your father has work."

"Alright!"

After breakfast, Alois headed to Grell's house. He found her on her porch wearing a red and white polka-dotted sundress and red flats.

"Auntie!" He beamed, then caught her in a tackle hug. "I've decided to go to Ciel's manor. Can you go with me?"

"And why would you want to go to that brat's manor?"

"I haven't seen Ciel in a year." Alois grinned. "Besides, he still hasn't admitted that he likes me. I'm gonna make him~. Plus, Sebastian might try to kill me when I walk in."

"Fair enough. Alright, I'll go with you." She shrugged, standing.

"Wonderful! Onwards, then!" He began walking to Ciel's house, checking to see if Grell was following him every once in awhile.

And she was, yet slowly. She was wearing flats today, so her walking speed was increased, however, she was always thinking about the way she was walking. Did her hips sway enough? Did she look like a woman?

"We're almost there! You think Ciel will remember me? Oh, of course he will. I'm basically the light to his dark and boring life," Alois remarked, turning his gaze back to her. "Hm? Are you worried about something?"

"Oh, I'm good. I'm just trying to walk like a woman. A hip sway, walking with your shoulders instead of your hips, such and such."

"Seems rather difficult," he replied, watching her concentrate. "The manor is starting to come up. Wow. He should really give it a paint job," he criticized, looking at the plain eggshell color.

"I haven't seen it in a while, either. Do I look okay?" Grell smoothed her already smooth hair.

"You look fabulous. Nothing to worry about at all!" Alois grinned at his aunt. "Now if I remember, Ciel usually keeps the gate unlocked." He walked over to the gate and opened it. "Yup. Stupid as usual.

"I hope Bassy thinks I look pretty…"

"Of course he will," Alois replied before opening the door. "Ciel~!" he yelled, his voice echoing throughout the manor.

A faint voice could be heard from upstair. "Sebastian! Who's in my manor!?"

Another voice. "I'll go check, Bocchan." Sebastian appeared, wearing his usual uniform, but this time, wearing a glare. "What are you two doing here? You especially," he said, looking to Alois.

"Oh, hi, Sebastian. I came to see Ciel."

Sebastian sighed. "Follow me."

Grell giggled nervously. "You look very handsome today, Bassy. Well, you look handsome everyday."

"Why thank you, Grell. Besides, a butler isn't worth his salt if not dressed appropriately." Sebastian gave a quick bow before gesturing to the stairs. "My master is in his studies. You may enter." He gave a fake smile to the two, then exited.

"Was that flirting I saw?" Alois giggled at his aunt.

"Attemptive… I may be a pervert but I cannot flirt."

Ciel was in his studies, sitting at his desk and filling out paperwork. His eye suddenly went huge as he noticed the two. "Bloody hell!"

"Ciel!" Alois shouted, running to Ciel and hugging him. Ciel did not return the hug, of course. "It's been almost a year! Gosh, I've missed you!" Alois snuggled his head into Ciel's shoulder, fake tears running down his face. "You've missed me, right?"

"Don't touch me."

"Come on Ciel, just say the words!" Alois pinched Ciel's cheeks, moving them back and forth to form words. "I… love… you! See, that wasn't so hard, now was it?" He looked to Grell. "We're staying the night, by the way."

"No you aren't!" Ciel shouted. "And how do you know him anyway!?" When Ciel said "him," he was clearly referring to Grell. Grell didn't care too much, though. She was used to it. She didn't say a word.

Alois glared at Ciel. "For your information, Grell is my aunt and she doesn't like being called a 'he.'" He emphasized the word "aunt" and "she."

"Your aunt!?" Ciel blurted out as Grell kissed Alois on the forehead, leaving a big red kiss-mark. Grell quickly wiped it off with her thumb and a bit of spit, in classic overbearing aunt behavior.

"Yes~..." Alois giggled. "After almost being killed, taking over your body and losing Claude, I've managed to rebuild my life. Why else would I be here?"

"You were… taken in by shinigami."

"Hm? Does it sound strange?" Alois pondered the idea for a bit. "Now that you mention it, we are not a normal family. I'm fine with it though. Not every family can be normal… Like yours."

Ciel stood, slamming his hands on his desk. "You shut your mouth!"

Alois flinched, giving Ciel a glare. "What? It's the truth! You think you're so perfect, having a huge manor, a perfect staff that you can trust with your life, not to mention a perfect butler that didn't lie to you for years, slowly plotting your death!" He too, put his hands on the desk. He stood on his tiptoes, trying to appear taller and thus more powerful.

"You think I'm perfect. Like I have a perfect life, hm!?"

Grell panickedly spoke. "M-Maybe we should get going!" She laughed nervously.

Sebastian walked into the room, bowing as an apology for interrupting. "Excuse me, m'lord, but dinner has been prepared."

Alois rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue. "Guess we're staying then. Wouldn't be proper to send your guests away without letting them eat first, now would it, Phantomhive?"

Ciel sighed. "Fine. But just for dinner."

Alois glanced at Sebastian and Grell before letting out a sigh. "Let's go into the dining room then, Ciel… Those two can catch up. It's only proper for a noble to be seated first, no?" He smirked, linking arms with Ciel and dragging him out, leaving Sebastian and Grell alone.

"Uh… Hi." Grell bounced back and forth on her feet.

"Hello, Grell." Sebastian glanced at his pocket watch before glancing back up at the red-headed woman. "Do you intend to tell me something?"

Grell took a deep breath through her nose before blurting out her next phrase. "I think you're really cute and I want to date you but I don't know how to ask people out!"

"Dating?" he asked, giving Grell a look. "You mean you wish to court me?"

"Well, you seem really nice and you're really handsome and you just seem amazing and I'm asking you out so just give me an answer because I want to be your girlfriend, okay!?"

Sebastian stared at her and an awkward silence loomed over the both of them. He looked down and sighed. "Even in my human times I have never been good at courtship. What difference would it make now?"

"Sebastian. I don't care if you're good at romance at not. I want you. So please, just give me an answer.

Sebastian calmly walked closer to Grell. Leaning down, he placed a quick kiss on her lips then pulled away. "Hm… Bocchan may be looking for me." He glanced at his watch, then closed it. "We should depart downstairs, Sutcliff."

Grell stifled a giggle. "Okay, but first you have a bit of red lipstick on now. I think your master would notice.

Sebastian used his gloved hand to wipe the lipstick off, which caused the glove to have a red streak on it. He clicked his tongue, then proceeded to stuff the glove into his pocket. "May I ask as to why you're wearing lipstick?"

"Why wouldn't a lady like me wear lipstick? Besides, it's in my favorite color~!"

"Red always was your favorite color," he smirked. "Shall we go?"

Grell nodded and led the way, making sure to sway her hips just a bit more than usual.

Once they got there, Sebastian stood next to Ciel and Grell sat next to Alois. "I apologize for the delay, m'lord."

"It's about time you showed up. Ciel was a bore," Alois mumbled, tapping his fingers against the table.

Ciel flashed Sebastian a look that clearly meant "hurry up and get on with it."

"Today I have prepared for you a beef wellington with a drizzle of wine sauce and potatoes for the side. For dessert, a strawberry tart," Sebastian spoke as he served everybody.

"I forgot how much better the food is here," Alois exclaimed, stuffing his face. "So I came here to ask you what you've been doing the past year while I was 'dead.'"

"Rejoicing up until now," Ciel monotonously responded, causing Sebastian to smirk at his master's bluntness.

"Would you believe me if I told you that I actually wanted to see you? You still haven't admitted it. You're glad I'm not dead. Who else would keep you from getting bored?"

"You think I'm glad you're here?" Ciel mocked.

"Of course you are." Alois grinned. "You show more emotion when I'm around… especially anger and frustration. I like those two."

Once they left, they began walking back to Eric and Alan's house. "I wonder how your parents are doing…"

"They're probably fine. We weren't gone for long, after all," Alois shrugged. "So what happened with Sebastian?"

"I finally blurted out my feelings. He told me that he wasn't good with courtship. I told him that I didn't care and I needed and an answer. He kissed me sweetly. He got red lipstick on himself and wiped it off with his glove. That's why he was wearing just one glove."

"Ooh~! A potential lover, Auntie Grell!" Alois beamed.

"Eep! He's so handsome and strong! I wonder-" Grell was suddenly cut off by very angry yelling. It was clear that it was Alan's voice.

"Eric, you bastard! You horrible, horrible man! How can you live with yourself!?"

Grell had huge eyes. "Crap."

"He found out? I bet he did…" Alois sighed, starting to run toward the house. Grell of course, followed closely behind. Alois slammed the door open.

There, Alan was beating at Eric's chest with full strength and energy. He didn't look very healthy, but he sure was acting like a miracle had just occurred. "You awful man! How could you!? I can't believe I ever liked you! All those innocent people! I told you I didn't want your help, you mass murderer!"

"Alan, calm down! Hey, don't hit me! You're delusional, that's all!" Eric tried.

"I'm not stupid!"

Grell quickly grabbed Alan and pulled him off of Eric, holding him back the best she could. "What the hell is going on, you two!?" she shouted. "Shut up or William will hear you, then we're all in trouble!"

Alois leaned against the door, not knowing what to say, but watching in horror. Eric's face was reddened from being slapped.

"Look what you did, Alan," Grell pointed to Eric. "Look at how beaten up he is."

"D-Don't worry about me."

Alan burst into tears, still yelling. "You asshole! How could you!? You bastard!"

"Alan, please! Calm down!" Eric tried again.

"How can I calm down? I'm in a relationship with a serial killer!"

Eventually, the yelling died down, and Grell was holding Alan, who was sobbing hysterically.

"Alois. I will have Will watch over you if this gets any worse. You don't need to be seeing this," Grell said very quietly.

"I can't just leave my parents like this."

Grell nodded softly, then looked at the two men. "Do you two care to explain to your son why you were fighting?"

"I did it," Eric grinned. "I got one thousand today." He began laughing a bit hysterically with pure exhaustion.

"How long have you been working, bastard!?" Alan shouted.

"Shh…," Grell tried.

"Months," Eric continued to laugh.

"Does that mean…?" Alois stared at the entire situation. His beaten up father laughing like a madman, his papa sobbing and shaking and spitting with anger, being held back by his aunt. This was no normal family.

"He's alive!" Eric shouted, bursting into more laughter. "He's gonna be alive for a long time now!"

"Bastard!" Alan shouted, trying to pull free from Grell's hold.

Alois looked to Alan. "Can't you be… grateful?" He cringed, hoping he didn't just add fuel to the fire.

Alan sighed. "I am grateful. But at the same time, a thousand innocents were killed for one useless, pathetic soul!"

"Useless…?" Eric watched Alan's every move.

"You're not useless," Alois stated. "Yes, innocent blood has been spilled. But we care about you too much, even if this was a selfish act. I'm grateful Father did this."

Alan stared at Eric, sobbing more. "I'm sorry. I love you, Eric."

"I love you, too."

Alois walked over to the two, pulling them into a big hug. "I love you guys."

Grell smiled sweetly. "I can't believe people are growing up and having families and such."