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"Um Sebastian, I have to go visit my family. But I'll make dinner first, yeah?" I said, uncertainly.
He may have not heard me.
After I quickly prepared dinner, I hurried to the Trancy mansion. I climbed up easily and opened the window.
I slipped into the room and saw my mother cleaning. I hugged her from behind.
"Mummy, I'm back!" I whispered happily.
"Claude, not now. I'm cleaning."
I let go so fast. I don't want to know.
"Ummm. Mum. It's me." I replied awkwardly.
"Oh. Akuma!" She said and hugged me tightly. "I'll get your father."
Then she vanished and reappeared with Dad a few seconds later.
"Hi Dad."
"Hello Akuma. Have you found a job?"
"No "How are you?". Just go straight to buisness, don't you. Yeah, I work in the Phantomhive Manor."
"You work with that ignorant ass!?"
"Dad, you're just jealous that he got to keep Ciel."
"I am not. I totally could have taken him. If it wasn't for that shinigami. You know.... "
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After listening to my father rant for two hours, he asked me all the boring stuff, like how many souls I had eaten recently.
Soon after that I returned to the Phantomhive Manor and cleaned up all the mess Bardroy made up.
"Hey Sebastian." I said to the figure behind the curtains. He stepped out and I realised that he was sad and drunk.
"Why do you look so sad?" I asked.
"Bocchan took my catnip tequila!" He sobbed.
"Um.....There, there." I said, patting his back.
"Where is the potarto? Where is the portato cat?" He called.
He stumbled drunkenly across the hallway and grabbed ahold of the curtains. He started hugging them, all the while whispering something like good kitty.
I sighed. Evidently bocchan already knew Sebastian was drunk, so I should just take him to bed. Grabbing the incapacitated butler, I dragged him to bed. I know demons don't need sleep but some sleep would probably help him. And his future hangover.
Once I got to his bed I dumped him in it and huffed. Honestly. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into bed with him. Then he proceeded to squeeze the life out of me.
"God." I muttered under my breath, while secretly thinking that drunk Sebastian was rather cute.
As soon as his vice like grip loosened I left and went to bed before anymore drunk butlers could drag me around.
I knocked on the study door and when I heard a bored and haughty "come in" , I pushed the door open and put the tea on his table, with my head bowed low.
He put his newspaper down and his one vibrantly blue eye stared at me coldly.
"Where is Sebastian?" He inquired.
"Ummmm, he's drunk. In bed." I said, staring at the floor.
"You do realise you can look up. Sebastian thinks I'm a spoiled brat with no manners so you can look up."
"Forgive me for saying so but, you're very wise for a child." I commented.
"And you're very masculine for a girl." He countered.
"Touché."
"The reason I am wise for a child, is, because when your parents are murdered by an occult/demon group, one of the downsides is it forces you to grow up rather quickly. Among others." He said, sarcasm dripping like honey off his words.
"I'd say I'm sorry for your loss but you must hate it when people say that to you."
"Yes. I really do. You being sorry doesn't change the fact that they're dead. It doesn't bring them back. And it certainly doesn't make me feel better for you saying sorry for something that's not even your fault." He said bitterly, staring at the floor.
"The reason I'm masculine for a girl is because before I was born, my mother and father expected me to be a boy. So when I was born, needless to say, they were disappointed. All of the things I couldn't do, because 'I was a girl'. I had to show them that I was better than this phantom boy that had beaten me at every step of my life, that had plagued me throughout childhood because I knew I was never going to be as good as him. I had to prove to my parents that I was better than a boy, especially in the Trancy household." I spat, also at the floor.
"Rest assured, there is no misogyny in the Phantomhive household." He stated.
"Thank you." I muttered. "I need to go."
