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jarretinaboxWHO: Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis
WHAT: A normal day gone haywire
RATING: General (sfw)
WHERE: The Phantomhive Estate
( the day for a young earl begins with the sun in the room, a cup of rich morning tea, a small pastry treat, and a small and proportionate meal. for ciel, he followed the daily vespers set forth for a man of his blood, with a few minor blips here and there. for starters, the boy did not rise at the sight of light in the room, rather he only rose when his butler called out his name and greeted him with morning words. next, he would wake up with a sleepy-headed expression, and grunt at being woken up. the only thing that brought a sense of pleasure to the earl so early in the morning was the silence that came with it. the mansion he called home was completely silent for a few moments until his butler spoke to him. that was all ciel needed, just those few moments of silence to lull himself from sleep hood to the woken world. today was a day filled with nothing but disturbances it seemed.
a loud shrieking scream was heard all throughout the manor, followed by two other screams. by the tone of voice and length, it was easy for ciel to tell they came from the cook, the maid, and the gardener. if their screams had been one of true distress, ciel would have prompted sebastian to act. instead he simply held out his hand towards the demon, and allowed himself to sigh in annoyance. perhaps another mouse had made its way into the manor, or they had caused another accident. whatever it was, ciel was certain it could wait.
the boy gently made his way towards the edge of his bed, and swung his legs out. he reached for the cup of tea placed before him, and took a long lingering sip. once the flavor of morning breath faded with the taste of morning tea, ciel placed his cup down and then glanced upwards towards a painting of roses surrounded by an array of thorns and branches. before he could even gauge what he was suppose to do today, more screams filled his home. )
What is it now? There's always something worth screaming for those three. Sebastian-
( ciel turned his head towards the dark-haired man, and rose his head up in a dominating manner. he leaned back against his bed, hands holding him upwards. )
Hurry up and dress me.
WHAT: A normal day gone haywire
RATING: General (sfw)
WHERE: The Phantomhive Estate
( the day for a young earl begins with the sun in the room, a cup of rich morning tea, a small pastry treat, and a small and proportionate meal. for ciel, he followed the daily vespers set forth for a man of his blood, with a few minor blips here and there. for starters, the boy did not rise at the sight of light in the room, rather he only rose when his butler called out his name and greeted him with morning words. next, he would wake up with a sleepy-headed expression, and grunt at being woken up. the only thing that brought a sense of pleasure to the earl so early in the morning was the silence that came with it. the mansion he called home was completely silent for a few moments until his butler spoke to him. that was all ciel needed, just those few moments of silence to lull himself from sleep hood to the woken world. today was a day filled with nothing but disturbances it seemed.
a loud shrieking scream was heard all throughout the manor, followed by two other screams. by the tone of voice and length, it was easy for ciel to tell they came from the cook, the maid, and the gardener. if their screams had been one of true distress, ciel would have prompted sebastian to act. instead he simply held out his hand towards the demon, and allowed himself to sigh in annoyance. perhaps another mouse had made its way into the manor, or they had caused another accident. whatever it was, ciel was certain it could wait.
the boy gently made his way towards the edge of his bed, and swung his legs out. he reached for the cup of tea placed before him, and took a long lingering sip. once the flavor of morning breath faded with the taste of morning tea, ciel placed his cup down and then glanced upwards towards a painting of roses surrounded by an array of thorns and branches. before he could even gauge what he was suppose to do today, more screams filled his home. )
What is it now? There's always something worth screaming for those three. Sebastian-
( ciel turned his head towards the dark-haired man, and rose his head up in a dominating manner. he leaned back against his bed, hands holding him upwards. )
Hurry up and dress me.
