Chapter Eleven: The Favor

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    "Hello Undertaker how can I help you at this very late hour?" Ciel asked annoyed. Sebastian was calmly pouring his master a cup of tea, smirking while doing so of course.

    "A favor? What is it?" Curious, the butler stopped and turned his head to listen closer.

    "You need me to watch your kitten? Surely you can have someone else to do it!" Said the boy angrily. Sebastian perked up and almost dropped the teapot. He cleared his throat and caught his young masters attention.

    "If I may my Lord, The Undertaker has helped us on numerous cases without the exchange of money. Surely we could do just this one thing." The child scowled at his demon butler.

    "Perhaps. But have you forgotten I'm allergic to cats!?" Sebastian frowned and let out a deep sigh.

    "I will care for the feline in another part of the mansion you need not fret my Lord." Ciel paused for a moment before nodding.

    "Fine," he held the phone up to his face. "Okay Undertaker. I shall care for your kitten for a month That should give you enough time to resolve whatever is going on." Undertaker agreed and the boy hung up his phone.

    "Sebastian," he said, looking at him in the eye. "This is an order. Keep that cat away from me at all times!" Sebastian bowed calmy. Though on the inside the butler was dancing and squealing with joy. The Phantomhive boy sighed, holding his head in his hands.

    "What have I done?" Ciel muttered to himself while Sebastian was secretly doing somersaults when his master wasn't looking.

  




    "Halona, wake up. We have training to do." Undertaker slightly nudged his sleeping student.

    "Five more minuets." Halona slurred, a small wet puddle had formed next to her drooling mouth. Undertaker smirked and nudged her some more.

    "You said that 30 minutes ago my dear." The girl lazily opened one eye.

    "So?"

    "Get up."

    "I don't wanna."

    "I don't care, get up." Undertaker urged. Halona closed her eye and slightly snored. Annoyed, the old man gave a strange look at Felicia who just looked right back at him.

    "Oh well." The gray haired creep picked up the small kitten and placed her by the sleeping child's feet. Felicia stared at her feet, then back at Undertaker.

    "You know what to do." Undertaker spoke to the small creature. The kitten tilted her head the looked at the feet. Small soft paws were placed one the back of Halona's feet. Sharp claws then attacked, causing the young girl to scream and jump out of her coffin.

    "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT!?!?!?" Felicia looked at Undertaker and meowed. Undertaker held up his hands in the air.

    "I didn't do it!" He exclaimed. Halona glared daggers at him then and the cat.

    "Lets go." She said through clenched teeth. Undertaker and Felicia left the room, the small kitten clawed at Undertaker's robe and hissed. The old man looked down and shrugged.

    "I'm sorry I panicked!" He told her. The small furry animal meowed and walked away, as if to say 'fuck you'.

    "Fine, be like that!" He half shouted as Felicia walked away.

    "Felines, can't live with em. No you can't." He muttered under his breath, letting out a giggle afterwards.

    "Hurry Halona we don't have time to waste." He could hear movement then the door opened, revealing a very tired and annoyed Halona.

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