We Stitch These Wounds (A Black Butler *Sebastian* FanFiction)

Chapter 30: Randolph the Red-Nose Seahorse.

•Mallory•

IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE, BITCH. TIME TO CELEBRATE.

CIEL HAS FOOD. THERE'S A BIG ASS CHRISTMAS TREE IN THE LIVING ROOM WITH A LOT OF PRESENTS. EVERYTHING IS DECORATED AND I LOVE IT.

"I hate this outfit." Ciel groans. I made him dress like an elf.

"I slay." Sebastian says, poking the reindeer antlers on his head.

I made everyone dress up.

Everyone is wearing Christmas sweaters and some type of Christmas-y headband, and Tanaka..... Poor Tanaka.

He's dressed like a Christmas tree.

I didn't force him to. He had that on this morning before I made people dress up.

"When are we opening presents, Mal?" Ella asks, looking up at me with big eyes.

"I don't know, why don't you go ask Sebastian? He should know." I tell her.

Most of my family is at the hotel preparing for the wedding already, so they can spend time with me all day tomorrow on Christmas. But Ella being a little girl, wanted to hang out with us.

Ella grabs my hand, dragging me over to Sebastian.

He looks so funny in the clothes that he's wearing. He is literally wearing a reindeer onesie.

"Seba-" she starts, but jumbles up on his name; she can't pronounce it.

"Just call him Sebby, sugar boo boo." Savannah whispers from behind her.

I thought she was in the kitchen...

"Sebby, when are we opening presents?" She asks loudly, poking Sebastian's arm.

He looks down at her, slightly annoyed. But he can't help but to smile at her.

"We aren't opening presents tonight, sweetheart. We're opening presents tomorrow morning." He answers.

I THOUGHT WE WERE OPENING SOME PRESENTS TONIGHT, UGH.

"Here, let's go outside." I suggest, knowing she loves being outdoors.

"Okay! I wanna pet a reindeer!" She squeals.

There are no reindeer.....

Mallory, shut the fuck up. Don't fucking tell this child there is no fucking reindeer or stalker creepy ass Santa.

She runs for the door, and I follow her outside.

"Mallory! Come here!"

I follow her out to where she is; the garden.

"What?"

"I wanna ask you questions."

"Okay."

"Where are you getting married?"

"In the garden."

"Are you leaving right after the wedding?"

"No. We'll be here for a little while. Then we leave for Japan."

"Bring me something from there!"

"Okay."

"I have another question."