2. Road Trip

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"If he's anything like you, I don't want to meet him." Ciel bitched as he threw his bags in the camper. Hell yeah, I said camper, with a bed an' everything. "Oh, whatever, you antisocial dick!" Claude yelled from the front, trying to find the keys. "Why, don't we just take the jet, Daddy?" Alois asked; bouncing on the bed. "Because, there's nowhere to land; they're surrounded by trees, remember?" He answered as he found the keys and started the camper up. "Great, we're going to be in the middle of god-knows where, with god-knows who..." Ciel mumbled as he pushed Alois off the bed; wrapping himself in the blanket, like a burrito. "I don't remember ordering extra bitch on my burrito." Claude whispered to himself as he drove off of his property.

A couple hours later, I had fell asleep in the seat behind Claude. I could faintly hear him humming as drove. Then the camper came to a sudden stop. I could feel the vibration from the creaking door on my bare feet. And then there was yelling?

"Heyyyyy, what's up, Broski!?" An unidentified voice yelled. I shot up like a rocket, but ended up getting choked by my seat belt. No body seemed to notice. "Dude shut the fuck up! Why do you always have to be so damn loud?!" Claude whisper-scolded. A tall blonde man with glasses put his hands up in defence. "Sorry, sorry." He whispered softly as he put his stuff down. "Hi, I'm Sebastian, it's so very nice to meet you!" I budded in.

"Oh, this is Ronald! Uh, where's William?" Claude asked. My head snapped over to the bed when I heard someone clearing their throat. "Oh, dude I didn't even see you walk in! How's life been?" Claude smiled. The guy fixed his glasses, exposing his sickly green eyes, and pushed his black hair out of his face.

"Asshole." He said in a forever tired voice. "Wow, still stickin' with the "one word replies", huh?" Claude teased or at least I think he was. "Fuck... you." He sighed as took his shoes off. "Two whole words? Boy, don't I feel special?!" Claude and Ronald laughed as the shook hands (that little hug/handshake thing that "cool" guys do).  

William simply sighed and laid down. "Wait, there's-" I tried to warn him about Ciel. Ciel awoke with a gasp. "Who the hell are you?! Who is he?! Where the fuck am I?!" He panicked as he scooted to the other side of the bed. "Sorry." Will groaned as he rolled off the bed. "You didn't answer my question!" Ciel growled. "William." He answered as he offered a real hand shake from the ground to him. Ciel ignored him and looked around.

"Alright that looks like my que to go." Claude chuckled as he drove off. "Umm... Hello, I need some answers! Hello?" Ciel continually questioned, but everyone ignored him.

Btw the pic is a camper for those who call it something else or just don't know what it is 👌

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