Chapter Two The Anual Fanell Family BallA warm dim room, a young boy twirled up and cocooned in his bed. Suddenly curtains are ripped from their comfortable combination to being spread wide apart. The day shone thru onto the luxurious bed. The one who tore the young master into the day of the living was Sebastian. Young master Ciel groaned unhappily.
Sebastian cleared his throat as he stood at attention at the end of his bed. "You know sir, the help must be punctual." He walked over to the wardrobe and picked thru the new black suits that were presented there. Finding a tail coat and pants that almost resembled what Sebastian normally wore he drug them out and laid them out for his master. "You really should try your hardest to at least pretend to work as we do. If you don't pass as a butler we might as well kiss our task goodbye." He smirked.
Ciel shook his head; his locks swooped down covering his eyes as he pulled his patch from the nearby dresser and tied it firmly in place. He looked up, seeming to be very groggy this m