The Devil's Mate

His Butler, At The Funeral

   "Here we are, two demons and a reaper! I suppose we'll never resolve this. These feelings that we have are forbidden. Oh, my! It's just like Romeo and Juliet! O my dear Bassy! Wherefore art thou my sweet love Bassy?" Grell says as Sebastian kicks him in the face. The three of them end up in the roof, and face each other. "If you would deny thy master and refuse thy name, I know that we could be happy together...". Grell continues making (y/n)'s eyes twitch in irritation.

   "The moment my master uttered my new name, the word became our solemn contract. I was re-baptized as his, and his alone. From that day, I have been Sebastian. By yonder moon I swear it." Sebastian says fixing his tailcoat.

   "To swear by something inconstant as the moon, how I can believe your words? Yet I see your eyes and know that they do what your lips and hands long to do. You caress me softly with your unworthy, devilish gaze! Oooh! It's too much, Bassy! I would bear your children if only you let me!" Grell says making (y/n) angry. That was her mate that she was talking to, she had no right to say those things.

   "Please stop that... It is revolting." (Y/n) tells her.

   "Urgh, you both treat me so coldly." Grell says with a smirk. "Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical! My dove-feather'd raven! Oh, Bassy! Bassy my love... If only cruel morning would never come! Then the two of us might go on like this forever. Our love permanently lit by the moon's seductive glow. But, no, I'm afraid our adventure ends here." Grell winks as he head butts Sebastian causing his head to bleed. "Shall we part with a passionate kiss? No, then good night, my love, a thousand times good night!" Grell goes to slash Sebastian with his scythe, but his mate pushes him, and takes the blow for him instead, and coughs up blood and blood spurts from her stomach. "Not you! Oh well, surely your Cinematic Record would be far more interesting than any human's!Mmhmmm... Mmm? Mm?"

   The demoness' cinematic records begin to play, but only her life in Ciel's manor was being shown. Nothing but that, and that was not making Grell happy.

   "No... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Who are these people?! What the hell is this?!" She yells irritated. Sebastian helps up his mate as

   "That is what my life has been for the past two years, after all." (Y/n) explains, her breathing shaky.

   "I'm not interested in seeing your daily chores, I know all that! Come on, show me the good stuff!" Grell yells.

   "So sorry, I'm afraid I charge for the juicy bits." (Y/n) tells her putting her finger to her lips.

   "Skinflint!" Grell insults her.

   "Look at that, my clothes are ruined again. This is past mending." (Y/n) complains. "Oh, and just look at your tailcoat!" (Y/n) says looking at Sebastian's tailcoat.

   "You must be pretty confident to worry about your clothes right now. But of course you know I always appreciate a sharp-looking woman. Well done, (n/n)!" Grell compliments her.

   "There was one technique that I absolutely did not want to use... but I have no other choice." Sebastian says irritated.

   "So, at last you're gonna fight me seriously? Shall we send the curtain down with the next blow? I'll miss you terribly, but perhaps we'll meet again. Farewell!" Grell says. Sebastian takes off his tailcoat, and jumps up along with Grell. Grell starts up his scythe, but Sebastian sticks his tailcoat in it, and jams it up. "What the hell?!"

   "That was my finest tailcoat, it was made of the highest quality Yorkshire wool. Wool is a very tricky fabric. Once it becomes caught in something, it is exceedingly difficult to remove." Sebastian explains.