I placed the small glass of wine down in front of the Ciel, who promptly scowled at me, but said nothing, and sipped dejectedly at it. "Is there anything else you require, my Lord?" I asked. Ciel opened his mouth to respond, when the shrill ringing of the phone downstairs interrupted him. "Sebastian, go and answer it. And make dinner light, I don't feel like anything large today." I bowed, as Ciel massaged his temple irritably.
"As you wish, my Lord." I trotted downstairs and picked up the phone, wondering who would be calling at this time of the evening.
"This is Sebastian Michaelis of the Phantomhive Estate, how may I help you?"
"Good evening, Michaelis." I had to try very hard, and exercise every bit of my resolve to not hang up on the spot - I needed to be mature, I had no time for childish behavior, I was a butler now. "I wish to discuss how we're going to be collaborating on the new case - I can only assume you've also received the letter." I grit my teeth, and forced myself to be civil.
"I have. I suppose you want to know when and where we're meeting, correct?" I inquired, hoping to keep this all as brief as possible.
"Correct. Do you have any preference?"
"I would have to check with the young master, but I believe next Wednesday at two would be convenient enough." I heard Faustus flicking through pages, probably checking Earl Trancy's schedule, before replying.
"Next Wednesday at two is free. Shall we meet at the Trancy Manor?" Hah, as if I'd agree to that you bastard. I've spent plenty time at your manor, I don't need any more, besides, I'd like to be on charted territory if you have anything up your sleeve.
"The Phantomhive Manor would be fine. Have a pleasant evening." And with that, I hung up, not wishing to talk with that git any further. If he wanted to change anything he could call me back. I could hardly stand exchanging such empty, useless pleasantries for the sake of aesthetics, and that was merely over the phone, I didn't even want to think about how bad it would be when I was meeting him in person...
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The Indignity of Mortality (Sebasclaude)
FanfictionThe year is 1889, and there has been yet another spree of rather violent murders, and it seems that perpetrator is far from human. The people sent to investigate are none other than the Queen's Watchdog and the Queen's Spider, with the help of their...
