"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲."
The life of the youngest Phantomhive as he and his elder brother find out a secret that's been kept from them.
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"Here I go!" Your brother exclaimed as he readied his arm to throw the ball directly on the ground so it would quickly jump up into the face of the batsman.
"Watch it!" He quickly blocked it with the bat and using the angle it flew straight into Clayton's hands. The batsman exclaimed.
"Hey, that's dangerous! You've got zero control." The batsman said before breathing out. "It's a dot* so do it over." He ordered your brother who bowed in apology. "I'm sorry." He said as the batsman readied himself again. "It's okay."
Ciel grabbed the ball once more and used all his force to throw the ball onto the ground and spring back up to the batsman's face.
"It went for his face again?!" Edward exclaimed as the batsman blocked it quickly and it easily made its way into your hands with little effort.
"Out!" The umpire declared as the batsman looked at him in surprise. "Huh?!"
"Sorry." Your brother apologized again as he bowed. "Wait a second here!! I was just evading a dangerous ball there! Also, what are you doing, failing to throw properly twice is..." The batsman trailed off in realization.
"That's unfair!" "I thought better of you blue house!" "You want to win by breaking the rules?!" "Don't disgrace yourselves!" "Play fairly!"
"Breaking the rules? When? Who did?" Your brother muttered before standing up straight. "What?!" Edward breathed out as everyone's attention was on Ciel.
"The bowler throws towards the wicket. The batsman tries to protect it by hitting in front of it. So if course the ball will pass through the vicinity of the batsman. This time my control was bad and it went to the vicinity of the batsman's face. For 'some reason' the swung and sent the ball flying. Then 'by chance', a player that happened to be near the ball caught it with no bound. So isn't it 'just' a one out?" He explained.
"W-well, it's not against the rules, but..." Edward tried reasoning but couldn't find the words. "As if an English gentleman would do such a thing!" His teammate argued when the crowd start getting rowdy.
"T-that's right! It's not cricket!" "It's not cricket!" "It's not cricket!" "It's not cricket!!"
You held a concerned look for your brother when a shout started you. "SHUT UP!! Booing during a match is childish! And my Phantomhive, unfair?! Do you all see this?" Greenhill yelled as it echoed through the field before he held up your brothers hand.
"With just one hand you can see how much effort and commitment he put into winning this game! That a small boy from the physically weak blue house would come this far. Do you understand what this means? The owl has come to hunt the lion in earnest!" He declared before turning to his team.
"Is green house so frail that we would lose over one simple trap?!" He asked as the teammates saluted him. "No sir!" "Then let's give our all and smash them!" He encouraged as they all nodded. "Yes sir!"
