Asking for Trouble


1. The Beggining

“Mum, I’m going out tonight” I said, while putting on my black jacket. “Just don’t be late” she said, with a little smile on her face. “Oh mother, do not be so silly. Of course I will not be late home.” I said with the oldest British accent I could. “Surely you are joking. I know you ‘Sebastian’” She replied “now remember. 12 o’clock” she said, while I rushed out of the house. Cause I should meet my friends in less than an hour. As I walked down the street, I thought of my best friend. I’m so happy to have her. I can tell her everything, and the best thing is that we love the same things, and she doesn’t think I’m weird, because she’s just as weird as I am.

“Sebastian!!!!” I heard from afar place. It was her. “Hello Ciel! You’ve got the costumes?” she nodded. “Okay then, let’s get ready for the big show!”

I’m always happy, when I’m with her. It’s really rare, that we call each other by our real names. Why? Well, I don’t know.

“I have to be back at home at 12 o’clock.”

“It’s ok. I have to be back at home at 12 o’clock as well.” She said with a little grin.

When we were ready, we meet up with the rest of the ‘Black Butler’ characters.

“Misa! Kate! It’s good you could make it!”

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