Mr. Sad Face || Ciel X Reader Completed ||

It's Lizzie's Turn

Hello! My name is Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford of Scotland, but you can call me Lizzie. Today, I'll be interviewing ____ and getting some juicy info about her and Ciel.

I'm in the main corridor right now, behind her door. Listen.

"Maybe it's a dream, maybe nothing else is real. But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel."

Oh my, is she singing? Bad Apple? Isn't that what Auntie Rachael used to sing before she...she...

*Beep!*

Okay, I'm back. She hasn't stopped singing, yet she almost sounds done. Maybe I should knock.

Okay, I'm knocking right now. She's answering.

"Hello, ____!"

"What the hell are you doing here? And what the- ARE YOU RECORDING ME?!"

"Um, no! Thank you."

*Beep!*

Okay, let's ask the servants. "Mey-Rin! Can I have a moment?"

"Um, sure, milady. To what do I own the pleasure- is that a camera?"

"Yes! I'm here to ask about _____. What are your thoughts?"

"Um, well, she's very nice and she likes to help us keep our jobs, yes she does. I owe a lot to her and we know that she likes the master."

"Well! Thank you for that informational..um, info!"

I didn't get a lot from Finny, so I'm going to ask Bard for a little info.

"Bard! I need a little help and- is that dynamite?"

"Yeah, it sure is!"

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

*BOOM!*

*Beep!*

Okay, I'm closing up on Sebastian.

(Oh shit XD)

"Sebastian! Can I get a word?"

"Is that a camera, Lady Elizabeth?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Um, well. 'Sexy butler Sebastian!' Yes? 'I want some tea!' Yes, young master. I do hate to leave this lovely conversation, but I believe the master is calling me."

So either Sebastian doesn't like cameras or doesn't want to talk about ____. And I totally knew he was faking when he said Ciel was calling him.

So now it's time to go to the source, the only one who knows the (hair color)ette more than she does.

Ciel.

Okay, I'm behind Ciel's door. I'm going in.

"CIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEELLLLLLLL!!!!!!!"

"Lady Elizabeth, what a surprise!"

"Honestly! It's just Lizzie!"

"Er, right."

"I want to know a little bit about _____."

"And why are you recording it?"

Dammit!

"Um, hey! This thing isn't on...."

"Well, alright."

"So why don't you go on right ahead and tell me all about ____?"

"Why?"

"Because! I want to know."

"Ugh, fine."

~An hour later~

"Thank you, Ciel. That's extremely informative."

*Beep!*

So, not only is ____ nice, but she is also a big, fat, liar.

(Didn't you know that curiosity killed the cat? Don't jump to conclusions Lizzie.)

But where is she from? Why did Ciel hire her?

Is there a true reason as to why I think she has issues?

Coming soon!

*Beep!*

Not my best work, but I've been writing since early this morning. From chappie twenty-six to now chappie thirty. I am tired, I am sick, I am not in a good mood.

All I want is for this headache to go away and I'm just writing, thinking the pain will subside. But it's not, and it won't.

And if that narrows the field, my tablet is close to dying and I'm too lazy to charge it.

I want to get rid of this pain, and I also want to know how my book reputation is going. For I have no WiFi, nor any bars. Not one. I am mad.

And I have to wait next month to see Book of Circus and get WiFi.

I am not happy. I am not in a fun mood. I am super angry at the world.

I hate everything and don't want to do anything, yet here I am, writing chapters even though my stuff about to die.

So please, pray for me because this pain is going to kill me -_-