TOGETHER WE WILL CONQUER THE WORLD (WMMAP)

Chapter Forty Eight: Butler

"WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK, CIEL?!"

"STOP YELLING!"

"YOU FUCKING MORON! SUMMONING A WHOLE FUCKING DEMON AS YOUR BUTLER?! HAVE YOU FINALLY  LOST IT?!"

"I KNOW IT WASN'T THE BEST IDEA-"

"NO SHIT, SHERLOCK! THIS DUDE WILL SUCK YOUR BLOOD LIKE A BOBA TEA!"

"What's a Boba Tea?"

"DON'T CHANGE THE FUCKING SUBJECT!"

Arthur was throwing everything that his hands got on to the 12 year old Ciel and Sebastian simply watched with amusement.

"Sebastian! This isn't funny! Stop him this instant!"

"You little shit- I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND AND PROBABLY THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN STAND YOUR SHITTY LITTE ASS!"

"NOT TRUE!"

"OH YEAH?! NAME ON PERSON WHO ACTUALLY AND WITH THEIR OWN WILL HANGS OUT WITH YOU! AND DON'T YOU DARE BRING MY SISTERS INTO THIS! THEY ONLY HANG OUT WITH YOU TO JUST PLAY DRESS UP!"

"WELL- ... Asher?"

"You burned his favorite shoes."

"Zen?"

"Pushed him off the waterfalls."

"Arjen?"

"My dude said if he ever saw you again he'll bury you alive."

"..."

"I'm still waiting."

"... alright you got me."

"Thought so. Also why did you change your style to pirates? What next? Lose your hand and leg and replace them with a hook and wooden stick?"

"You're hilarious."

"I know I am. So. Mister Demon- what's your name?"

"Sebastian, your highness."

"Is it ironic that you have the same name as Ciel's dead dog?"

"He named me that, your highness." Sebastian's eye twitched. Arthur snorted.

"Really, Ciel? You could've named him Lucifer or something. Anyways. Care to explain why the fuck you broke into my room?"

"I need your help. Not yours specifically but Princess Angelina's."

"What can Angel do that can help you?"

"Her expertise in political issues in England, more precise."

"Ah, yes. Political shit. Got it. Well you two need to pretend you came with a carriage and ask Angel directly."

"She needs to come with me."

"That'll be a problem. You and Angel have to convince my dad."

"Ah, yes. Sebastian."

"Our carriage is in front of the Palace. We better teleport as of right now, master."

"Alright."

"I'll personally come see you. Now- GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM! I'M STILL IN A TOWEL YOU FUCKER!"

"STOP USING SUCH VULGAR LANGUAGE!"

"OH, MY BAD! YOU'RE A KID!"

"I AM NOT!"

"YOU ARE A DWARF FOR YOUR AGE SO LEAVE! OI! DEMON BUTLER! GET OUT!"

"Master, it's time to leave."

"THIS ISN'T OVER-"

Ciel and Sebastian teleported away. Arthur huffed and wore his fancy Obelian suit.

"Prick."

Oi, Angel.

What's up?

Ciel needs your help.

In what?

Political shit. He needs you to come with him to his resident.

That'll be difficult.

Right. Dad won't allow.

Because I'm his favorite.

Fuck off.

You know it's true.

Just come out, bitch.

Arthur and Angelina were both outside and Ciel came out of the carriage with Sebastian by his side.

"Welcome back, Lord Ciel." Angelina smiled.

"You highness, please, call me Ciel."

"Enough, enough. Let's get inside."

"Well, aren't you in a bad mood."

"Don't ask."

"Is ... this your new Servant?" Angelina eyed Sebastian.

"Yes. Sebastian is one of my best servants. He's my residents Butlers."

"Ah, I see. Pleasure." Sebastian kissed her hand and said.

"After all, my princess, I am simply one hell of a Butler."

Angelina kept her guard around him. Angelina took Ciel to her private library and Sebastian prepared tea. Arthur left to 'warm up' Claude before telling him about his youngest leaving. The two 'kids' were now in business.

"So. What seems to be the issue, Ciel?" Angelina asked, sipping from her tea.

"I will be going on a cruise to another continent."

"And I have to attend as well? What's this 'political' issue you were speaking off?"

"By that I meant It's actually the slave immigrants that have been sold off."

Angelina was amused.

"Oh, so you actually need me on 'that' sort of an issue?"

"Indeed."

"Hmm." Angelina looked at Sebastian.

"Why should l accompany someone who has a demon as his servant?"

"You are quite sharp, your highness." Sebastian bowed.

"You reek of Black Magic and Demonic Aura. Did Arthur know as well?"

"He figured out Sebastian was a demon however he truly thinks I want you to come for a political issue."

"I see. Explain more of the issue, then." Angelina said with her legs crossed and her arms over the table.

"The 'Campania' cruise is a business trip to say the least. All of the people with successful business or want to unite other company's for future updates will come."

"And one of the combat use slaves for experiments?" Angelina asked, reading the papers Sebastian handed to her.

"Correct."

"Since they're slaves it's easy for them to hide their actions. I can guess, that they want to prove something by using them. Already so many slaves have died ... they're in the cruise, aren't they?"

Ciel nodded. Angelina scoffed.

"Dirty pricks. Fine. I'll assist you. Only because this sounds fun too." Angelina is smirked.

Ciel smirked back.

"Very well then."