Ah, a happy blonde tart and his 'happy' demon company living together– how could life possibly get any better!? Hmph, it's not like they could develop a really beautiful and amazing relationship in which they would then go on adventures whilst proclaiming their love in ways that would make an old man go "Awhhh"– because /clearly/ demons can't love. Excuse my French, but... BITCH YOU GUESSING! [And this story is gayer then the Phantomhive manor, so the last thing I want is a straight male (if they exist on this app) commenting "no homo gr8 fanfic i gt so hard but no homo" I mean, if you get hard then that's GR8, but frankly, I don't want to hear about your midnight erections.) ANYWAYYY, FOR EVERYONE ELSE– ENJOY! And I hope I make all of your Alois/Claude dreams come true. ~<3