Lily (A Black Butler Fanfic)

Chapter 16: Fights, HOLY SHIT!!!!!! and Wishing On Stars.

GUYS I'M EATING ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't own Black Butler. By the way..., does anyone know what the hell is wrong with me? If you do I'd appreciate it if you told me.

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[RECAP: Lily was being an idiot and hoping that something that would obviously come back to bite her in the ass wouldn't come bite her in the ass.

Lily: Hey!

Me: Anyway! Please continue to the story my very beautiful and smart and lovely readers!!

Lily: Still trying to make up for last time?

Me: Wh-what?!? No!!! JUST CONTINUE!!!

Lily: *Smirks* Heheheheh-

Me: *pushes Lily away* JUST QUICK START READING!!!!!!!]

 (Lily's POV)

I can't do it. I won't do it. I will never kill a female dog. Dogs are too cute and nice. Anyway my friends, all zero of them including my gay bro Sebastian, (What you gonna do about it?) are having a fight over who should eat the pie I made. It is of the finest quality and Sebastian is not really fighting anyone for it, more like he wants me to throw it away. What the hell is wrong with chocolate pie? Who cares if its made of some mud I found outside since it is London and you know, it rains every two seconds. But seriously Sebastian? It's even in a pie tin that may/may not have been a dog's water/food bowl. I don't see why's he's complaining. I even got some leaves and sticks to make it more appetizing. Jerk. And here I was, thinking all gays were friendly. "-derstand?" WHAT WAS THAT?! I heard der! I have to do my der dance! Shit. I fell over. OR I WAS PUSHED!!!!!! "SEBASTIAN!!! WHY'D YOU PUSH MEH!!!!!!?????????!!!!!" He smirked! That means he did it!! That jerk!! "I am afraid I don't know what you are talking about. I merely tried to catch you from falling over while you were... Doing what ever it was you were doing." Th-this.... Bastard!!!! "LEANING BACK IS PART OF THE DANCE AND YOU KNOW IT!!!!!!!! You just want payback for you know what.... You-"

"Maybe."

"So its true?!?! BUT SEBASTIAN!!!!! YOU ARE GAY, AND YOU KNOW KNOW IT!!! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?!?"

"I am not gay. I'm not like that stupid reaper Gre-"

"DO NOT MENTION HIS NAME PEASANT!!!!! YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF IT!!!!!"

"I'm not really a peasant, you know that. You should take that back. Now." Oh look he's pissed. BUT HE DOESN'T SCARE ME!!!! "I am the princess of H-E-double L. Who's not the peasant? Thought so." I turned around and started to walk off until I heard a chuckle. "I am practically the right hand man of Lucifer. You don't scare me. Plus you are a mere half-breed." OH HECK NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That one actually stung a bit. Only a bit. Until I realized. "With a sentence out of my mouth you can lose you're position. Keep talking honey." I smirked hearing his gulp. I have won this time!! "And now, as punishment for you being a jerk to me, you have to eat the chocolate pie I made." I could practically see Sebby get pissed again. "That's not a pie!! It's mud!! I can't eat it!! I don't even eat human food when its made correctly!!" Ooh. Someone's feisty. I like that in an argument. "Really? I used my imagination, why cant you?"

"Even imagination wont fix this!!!" Oh. So he wants to play like this, eh? Well, I like playing dirty. "Oh? Well, I believe this is an emergency enough to call my dad over. His business card is.... Right here!! And the phone he gave me..."

"OK!!!!!! I'LL EAT IT!!!!!" I could feel my satisfaction in knowing I won and he can't get me back easily pouring out of me, probably choking Sebastian. I'll tell him in.... Five... Four.... Three.... Two.... One. I turned around to see Seb looking at the "pie" in his hands in horror. As soon as he was about to lift in near his face, I told him. Now you're probably thinking I had mercy and told him he didn't have to eat it. Well..... "SEBASTIAN!!!! I FORGOT!!! That's not mud." I smiled happily, probably looking like ^v^. Then those of you who thought I had mercy were correct. "And because of that you don't have to eat it. Just don't be a jerk anymore, ok? I'd hate it if me and my gay bro fought." The relief that covered his face turned to anger and I knew one thing: I was going to die soon. Oh well.