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

Chapter 34: Sebastian Wants to go to Jail, Apparently.

•Mallory•

"Where is the sushi and teriyaki chicken?" Sebastian asks, looking around. "You have to go to a restaurant. You can't just find them laying on the side of the road, you dumbass." I say, rolling my eyes.

"Well let's go find a restaurant, then." He says, a huge smile on his face. He grabs my hand, dragging me through the streets.

"Oh look, it's a prison! I wonder what Japanese prisons are like. I want to go in one." He says, looking at the prison that is oddly not isolated in the least.

"Orokana akuma." I mumble. "What's that mean?" He asks.

"Oh, nothing." I smile.

It actually translates to stupid demon in Japanese.

"Look at all the stores and lights and neon colors!" Sebastian squeals, looking around everywhere.

"Sebastian, sweetheart, it's 2016. There's gonna be all of that stuff in a city like this. This isn't still 1887."

He shrugs, still continuing to freak out.

"OH MY GOD THERE'S A HOT TOPIC LET'S GO IN THERE." I scream as soon as I spot a Hot Topic. "And you say I'm losing it." He sighs, following me to the store.

I run in, and see so much stuff. And so much anime. So, so much anime.

"Mal, calm down, you don't want to get arrested."

Says the one who wanted to visit a jail.

One of the workers walks up to him, while watching me look through the Death Note stuff.

"Is that your sister?" She asks.

"Uh, we're married..." He says, giving her a strange look.

"Oh! I'm sorry! You two are adorable, though. How long have you been married?" She asks him.

"6 days. We got married December 26th."

"Oh, well congratulations, then!" She squeals.

"SEBASTIAN, COME HERE AND HOLD THIS STUFF SO I CAN GET MORE MERCH." I yell, grabbing his attention.

"Yes, my lord." He rolls his eyes.

"Yo, I'm not Ciel. Stop acting like a burnt zucchini."

"Ummm.... what?"

"I said it. You look like a burnt zucchini."

"But I'm white...."

"An albino burnt zucchini, then."

"I'm not fully albino, Mal."

"Shut your whore mouth, Bassy."

"Ugh, don't call me that!"

"Whatever you say, Bassy." I smirk.