Chapter 27

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Oh my god, I love you guys! Almost 12,000 reads, seriously?! Also, 480 votes! You guys are killing me! This meme of Jin (aka, Worldwide Handsome) from BTS perfectly sums up my feelings on this. On Friday this week, I'm going to be publishing a special chapter since it will be Ciel's birthday, and it will be part of the storyline, but just a little side bit. Also, rewatching One Punch Man made me realise just how much I ship Genosai...


The piano played a steady rythm along to (your name)'s singing as the people in the room danced. Rachel was grinning from her position at the piano in the corner of the room, while George had the brave duty of page-turner; (your name) was currently dancing with Katya Vasilyev, turning around with linked hands in a circle. Currently, Maura Sanderson was dancing with Rufus Leon, Mathew Hopkins with Fiona Clegg, Kiki Sanderson with Dylan Kiggs and Winfield Frost with Mariana Cruz. The girls (all except (your name)) broke away from their partners and steadily made their way to the centre of the circle, and back again. The men (and (your name)) did the same. The partners bowed to each other before the girls swapped partners. 

They kept going until they had been reunited with their original partners, where they bowed and curtsied, and clapped, applauding everyone in the room.

"That was great everyone!" (your name) cheered, pushing a lock of (hair colour) hair out of her eyes. "You guys are really getting good! Next lesson, we can try to learn a slightly harder one if you wish."

"Sounds like a plan!" Kier said as they all filed out the door. Katya stayed behind, the bow she had in her head had fallen out and she was struggling to tie it again. (your name) took the bow from her and asked her how she wanted it tied, the ribbons sitting neatly onto her hair.

"Спасибо, (your name)," [spasibo/thank you] she said, turning and smiling at (your name) sweetly.

"No problem," they shared a smile before Katya left, her bag around her shoulders.

(your name) turned to Rachel and George, who were busy putting things away around the piano. "Thank you, guys, for the help."

"Nah, it's not a problem!" Rachel dismissed with a wave of her hand. "If anything, I kinda owe you for putting you in the spot with the teacher a while ago."

"And thanks, George, for being the 'Royal Pageturner'," George laughed at this.

"I'm the best one out there! I'm quick and silent, you don't even realise it had turned until you look at the notes and see them different!" 

The three laughed as they left the building, splitting up when (your name) reaches her car, and the pair walked down the road and out of sight around a corner. Starting the ignition, (your name) drove back home, listening to the radio as it played 'Rolling in the Deep' by Adele.

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"We go' a problem," Bard said to Sieglinde as she poured over an extensive number of notes on angels. "Prince Soma and Agni disappeared."

"What?" Sieglinde looked up from her notes to stare at Bard, shocked.

"Yeah, when Finny went to wake them, he found they weren't there," Bard said gruffly, a small amount of tobacco falling from the end of his lit cigarette. "When I came to check, I found this,"

In his hand was another long, pure white, glistening feather. Sieglinde took it and compared it to the one she found, finding them to be exactly the same. 

"I can't imagine people like them just leaving the investigation for Ciel and that Butler like this," she said in a  matter-of-fact way. "This has to be the same angel. I doubt that there's more of them. I don't think it would be that likely for multiple of them to be residiing in this part of the country, or even in London. The problem is, despite the countless numbers of books we looked at, and the notes, we still don't know what this angel looks like, or even whether it is male or female," by now, she was pacing.

"It's not like we can report this to Scotland Yard," Nina said, a hand on her hip. "They'll probably laugh at us."

"I don't know," Sieglinde murmered. "They know Ciel works with the Underworld of London, but if anything, they'll think this is the work of some cult."

"Like his childhood..." Mey-Rin and Finny said sadly.

"This could have something to do with drugs," Lau said, his ever-present close-eyes smile on his face, his hand rubbing up and down Ran-Mao's leg as she sat on his lap.

"What does drugs have to do with this?"

"I don't know. What are we talking about, anyway?" the others deadpanned, not believing Lau was this oblivious.

"Hold on a minute," Fanny suddenly said as he racked his brain for a particular memory. "The last time London was on fire, no, before Mrs. Turner started burning everyone, when Pluto went crazy, there was a figure of a man on the roof of a building. It looked like he had massive wings behind him."

"There was?" Bard asked. "We we're putting down Pluto, how could you have noticed that?"

"It was after Plu-Plu..." he paused. "Yeah, and I looked up and saw the figure. It was actually surprisingly close!"

"Could... Ja...been?"

"German, if you must, Wolf."

"Could that figure be the angel we're looking for. As you said yourself, Mistress, that  you doubt there would be many living in one singular place?" Wolfram cleated his throat, suddenly awkward as everyone turned their attention to him.

"Yes, possibly. I doubt a human would have been able to get up to one of those buildings if they're not a chimney sweep. I doubt the figure would've been a child, and the brush they would use would be too small to be confused for angel wings, no matter how big the brush is," Sieglinde pondered all this for a moment, mulling everything over in her head.

Funny let out a sad sound, drawing the attention to him.

"It's almost the Young Master's birthday. And we're gonna miss it," he said sadly. 

"Ciel's birthday?" Sieglinde asked. "When is his birthday?"

"Next week Friday," Bard said, reigniting his cigarette held in his mouth.

"Oh..."


Whooo, another chapter done! My school breaks up for the Cheistmas Holidays on Ciel's birthday- the 14th December- so I'll write a chapter dedicated to that as soon as I get hone (which will be around 4:30 or something like that). Thanks so much for reading the story and showing all the support you have done, it really means a lot, and it helps me get enough motivation to write. As always, I'll try to stick to the once a week plan I've got in my head, where I'll write a chapter once a week, or if I have an idea for the next chapter, I'll do it more often than that.

As always, stay awesome you guys!

Prussia: 'Tis ze seazon to be AWEZOME!! Falalalala suck mein D*CK!

Prussia, it's the end of the chapter, why you do dis?? (つД')ノ

Prussia: BECAUSE IT'S AWEZOME!!!!

This is the wrong fandom, please go back to Germany, he's feeling lonely at the moment.

Germany: Nein, keep him.

Prussia: BRUDER!

Germany: Scheisse...


Word count: 1190

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