Unholy Matrimony? (Sebastian x Claude)

4. Meet the Faustuses pt2

"Hey, Son, I'm glad ya finally brought yo' honey-bun up to meet us." Hannah smiled as she put her hand on Claude's shoulder. Claude's smile instantly vanished and he jerked his shoulder, causing her hand to fall off of him. "I'm not your son... and if you put you slut hands on me again, I'll break all your fucking fingers." He coldly stated as he pushed past her. "Oh get off of the teenage-pussy bullshit, yo' mama left a long time ago... I had nothin' to do with it! And you got one mo' gain to call me a slut!" She called after him. He just responded with the finger behind his head as he continued to walk away.

"Anyway... who this cutie?" She asked as she pinched Ciel's cheek. Gladly he had just walked in and didn't witness all of that. Ciel completely ignored Hannah; his eyes (and the rest of his being) were fixed on Elizabeth. His jaw dropped and his eyes wide. He pushed past Hannah all together and made his way up to Elizabeth.

"Hi, I'm Ciel!" He stood way to close to her and shook her hand. "Hello, I'm Elizabeth!" She replied with just as much enthusiasm. "Can I call you Lizzy?" He ask, still shaking her hand. "That's cute, I like it." She smiled. Take note that they're still shaking hands. "You're cute." Ceil slipped up and said out loud. "What?" She asked. "What? Did you call me, Sebastian?" Ceil nervously asked as he pealed his hand away from Lizzy's. "No, I didn't." I was struggling so hard not to laugh at him. "Oh, I thought I heard you say dumbass." He mumbled as he walked out of the house. (It's cannon, I had too)

Well, I guess I'll go find Claude. "He went out to the farm house, to whine to his dad about me." Hannah sighed. I didn't even ask her. "I know ya, didn't ask, ya thoughts are just loud." She winked at me and walked away. Ok, then, I guess I'm heading out to the farm house.

A couple minutes later, I was standing out side the farm house. I could already hear Claude loudly complaining. "She touched me again, Dad, is she retarded or does she have short-term memory loss?!" He was saying as I walked in. Matthias was sitting on a bucket as messed around with a horse's foot. "Relax, ya act like she raped ya or somethin'. I don't really understand why you dont like her; I mean, she hasn't done anything to ya." Matthias was struggling to keep the horse under control. "Oh really, how about we try, she killed my mother just so she can live out her whore fantasies, and you just rolled over and married her!" Claude screeched. "Yo' Mama, ain't dead, She left me for some demon. I ain't got the slightest idea where you got that idea from, but ya need to cut that silly shit out!" Matthias yelled back as he let the horse run off. Claude opened his mouth to say something else, Matthias shot him a look and he closed it immediately. Matthias left and closed the door behind him.

Claude cussed, kick, and threw things. "Every time I come out here, he tells me the same bull shit!" He grunted as he threw a bucket across the barn. "I need... I-I need... ugh!" Claude stuttered as he did a weird grabby hand motion. "What do you need, Honey, I can help." I finally spoke, walking a little closer to him. "I need you to get on your knees, right now." He ordered. I backed up a little. "In the middle of the barn, I think the fuck not." I protested. "Its either this or Man Made Snow, and I know you don't want to meet Crack-Head Claude." He crossed his arms and looked me up and down. "Fine, can we go in there?" I asked as I pointed at a little room across the way. "Sure." He smiled as he led the way.

Y'all know where this is going ;-)