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  me: CieL!!!!! where are you ,you short bastard!?!?
Ciel: WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU WANT IT IS 3:00 IN THE BLOODY  MORNING!
ME: well if you would have answer me i didn't have scream to get you to answer me 

ciel: what do you want any way?

me: well i was wondering if you want to help me prank alois?

ciel: I'm listening

me: well i was thinking we go and steal all his shorts and switch them with pants and watch him suffer

ciel: mmm i like that idea any other idea you have

me: well i do * plays with fingers * but you might not like it

ciel: * looks at me * what is it?

Me: well i was going to get Claude to praise over you making alois jelly how dose that sound?

ciel:mm that sound fun but what willl we do if claude becomes to too attached 

me: well we have Sebastian kill him him or badly injury him 

ciel:ok fine 

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*3hours later*

me: oh clauuuude commmme heeere!!!! 

claud: thank you for calling me away-from that little brat * shows small smile* now what do you need?

ME: i have a gift for you * pulls ciel out of a bag* here you go * runs away*

claude: * screams like a fangirl* 

ceil: well as long as i can get work done *sighs*

*4 days later *

sebastion: shancie where is the young master?

me: um um *start to sweat* why do you want to know?

sebastion: well when i went to go wake him yup the other day he was not in his bed and the last time i seen him was with you

me: how dare you accused me of loosing ciel maybe someone did like undertaker, or maybe hes hiding from you

chibi Sebastian: bocchan? * walks away crying *

me: whew that was close is he found out ciel was at the transy manor i will be i trouble *walks away but bumps in to something with a dark present*

Sebastian: what was that you was saying about the young master being at that spider place?* demon side starts to spill out *

me: *laughs nervously* well you see umm well itwasallcielsidea *runs away*

Sebastian: * sighs* more work for me to do * cracks knuckles* time to go get rid of a pasty spider  

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