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"A black what?" Mikey blinks, not fully understanding what he's saying.
"Oh why don't you just shut up!" Emma (Tokyo revengers) shrieks, smacking his head.
"What?! It's a genuine question!" Mikey whines, rubbing the injured spot.
"There's probably a perfectly good reason why it's named that," Angry (Tokyo revengers) comments.
Rimuru (that time I was reincarnated a slime) deadpans to himself. A black butler.... Kinda reminds me of Diablo.... The said demon sent a smile his master's way.
"Whose universe is this?" Laios (delicious in dungeon) asks, scratching his cheek.
"Mm, let's do it this way," Gen (dr. stone) hums. "Anyone who has a butler and hasn't gone yet, raise their hand."
Killua, Ciel, Noelle, and Iruma (Opera raised it for him) raised their hands.
"We've got four kids to pick from," Law muses, stroking his chin.
"And suspiciously, they all have blue eyes...." Luffy adds in an attempted serious tone.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Law barks, already irritated.
Pouting, Luffy huffs, "I thought it'd be something important to note!"
"Who cares! Just get on with it!" Fel (campfire cooking) booms.
⤷ | The scene begins with a flurry of white feathers falling into the frame, landing gracefully on the ground. Amongst the feathers laid a boy whose body was bare, save for a red blanket that covered his most precious parts.
"What the fuck dude...." Saitama groans, wide-eyed.
"Did we just get tricked....?" Speed-O'-Sound-Sonic points at the screen shakily.
Aren (Saiki K) stares blankly at the screen. "Is someone trying to frame us?"
"Argh! We're perverts! We're totally going to jail!!" Taiju (dr. stone) screeches, pulling at his hair from the stress.
Takemichi cries out, pleading, "Please! No! I'm innocent! I'm not a kiddy-diddler!"
"Is this legal?! 'Cause I'm pretty sure this isn't legal!" Isagi looks around the room, clearly conflicted.
"Why should we be the ones to blame?! It's their fault we're even watching this stuff!" Bakugo erupted, pointing at the speakers. "They're the freaks!"
Nami bravely adds, "Yeah! Where the hell are you getting all this footage!"
"I'm contacting the authorities and getting your asses behind bars!" Leorio retorts, pulling out his phone.
"So this is my life... Forced to watch all this freaky content...." Jinwoo (solo leveling) started to contemplate the purpose of life, staring up at the ceiling with a blank look.
"Damn it!" Ciel cursed, scrunching up his face. This is so humiliating!
"Ooh~! Not what I was expecting but still a pleasant surprise!" Mori (bsd) chirps, clapping his hands.
Giving him a side-eyed glance, Fukuzawa sighs, "What a terrible thing to say....."
⤷ | In this seemingly endless void, a smooth echoing voice declared, "Think carefully... Should you reject the faith even this once, the gates of Paradise will forever be out of your reach."
Wearing a steely expression, Ciel retorts lowly, "Do you think...one who was among the faithful...would ever go so far as to summon someone like you?"
"This seems....odd...." Tanjiro hesitates, scratching his cheek.
"Oh great. Another religion based one," Karasuma sighs.
Ares (record of ragnarok) anxiously fiddles with his fingers, "Well, whatever this kid's doing, it must be pretty bad for the gates of Paradise to be closed."
"That's a little hard to believe," Hercules chuckles, clapping a hand on his friend's shoulder.
"Oh, come on! How much damage can one kid do?" Diane (sds) huffs.
"You'd be surprised...." Kusuo clicks his tongue against his teeth.
Loid frowns, "This conversation sounds familiar.... But I can't put my finger on it...."
"It reminds me of the one that Light and Ryuk had in the Death Note one!" Gon exclaims, happy he'd remembered.
Putting on his glasses, Ranpo's eyes widen, his mouth slightly agape, "Guys, he's right!"
The HXH cast all turned to look at the boy with looks of amazement, maybe even hope.
"I'm shocked," Kurapika breaths, eyes wide.
"You and me both buddy," Killua snorts, resting his arms behind his head.
⤷ | The voice chuckles at the young boy. The scene zooms into a crow's face, which was perched on a tall gangly branch. "I'll ask but once more.... Do you wish to form a contract with me?"
"I do...! Now, stop asking these tedious questions, and let me know if we have a deal!" the boy grunts, his expression never faltering.
The feathers suddenly started to move upward, as if the entire room were flipped upside down. From it's once pristine white, the feathers quickly faded into a coal black. Emerging from the flurry of black feathers, was the figure of a person whose smile could only be described as devilish.
"Ugh... I have a bad feeling about this...." Kyouka (bsd) frowns, chewing on her fingernail.
"Isn't anyone else getting the chills?" Emma (tpn) attempts to lighten the tension, rubbing her arms.
Crossing his arms, Levi groans, "Kid, don't you know that you shouldn't accept deals with strangers?"
"Especially strangers whose talking about the gates of paradise!" Hange adds helpfully.
Ciel didn't seem exactly happy with getting life advice from a man not much taller than him.
".....I-I mean....at least he asked for consent?" Usopp acknowledges, conflicted.
Dragging a hand down his face, Brunhilde (record of ragnarok) sighs, "Honestly, I don't know what to expect anymore."
"I know one thing for sure," Ymir remarks cooly. "I definitely don't trust that smile."
"Is it because of the fangs or...." Armin trails off.
"Well, of course its the fangs!" Ymir barks impatiently. "Honestly, not everything has to be super analytical!"
- Black Butler | Monochrome Kiss
The scene briefly turns black as a symbol dances around the screen before settling into the flesh of a hand. A dribble of blood from the symbol slides past the hand's fingertips, dropping onto a white screen which was writing itself out in the red. It read the title of the show.
There is no color to our meeting; it blows through in monochrome
Power licked her lips in anticipation, eyes sparkling.
"Why does it have to be blood?" Hinata (haikyuu) complains, shifting uncomfortably.
"That symbol is certainly ominous!" Rengoku announces awkwardly.
Tengen poses, adding, "Though undeniably flashy!"
"I feel like we've seen this before...." Jazz (Iruma-kun) hums.
"Oh! That symbol looks like a summoning seal!" Lied (Iruma-kun) chirps. His classmates all mutually agreed on this.
Massaging his temples, Gen (dr. stone) grumbles, "I can already predict the tension that this universe is gonna create."
Walking through a cloud of mist, Sebastian appears with an even smile on his face. He pauses and places his gloved hand lightly on his chest, doing a short bow to the camera.
I go where your cool fingers beckon me
The scene zooms into Sebastians eyes opening, which glowed a fuchsia color, his pupils slitted. His mouth curls into a devilish smile.
Those eyes! Zenitsu lets out an audible gasp, shaking in his seat.
"I've seen that guy before," Mitsuri whimpers. "Is there seriously a demon in the theater?!"
"He better not be....." Sanemi scowls, a vein or two popping from his temple.
The other half of the theater however.....
"Woah! What a pretty color!" Yor marvels.
"He's giving off a seriously creepy vibe," Ruby shudders, cringing.
Nagi deadpans, "These lyrics are hella suspicious...."
"It was already hella suspicious when they showed us a naked guy as soon as the episode started," Isagi blanches, holding his head in his hands. "There's no escaping it, guys."
His hands folded atop his chest, Ciel floats down a river, flower petals blowing past and landing in the river alongside him.
I am like troublesome ice after the melt
Suddenly, Ciel is drowning in that same river. As bubbles escaped from his parted lips, Ciel's head falls back as he goes deeper. Where his head was, a pair of cupped gloved hands appear into frame with that same cold smile from before.
It suddenly changes back to that dark place with white feathers fluttering in the air. Sebastian kneels to Ciel who stands facing away from him, arms crossed.
Then he turns, his blue eyes sharply contrasting his surroundings.
You gently scoop me up to your mouth and play with my upper lip
"An adult bowing to a child.... Somehow that's kinda healing to my childhood self," Sokka remarks, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
Tanjiro sniffs the air and frowns sadly. That child is emitting quite the scent.... I can't put my finger on it but his emotions are so complicated.
"I gotta ask that kid for his tailor," Reigen hums in admiration, glancing over his own suit.
Shuna (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) side-eyed Reigen judgmentally. "His wardrobe aside, I worry for him," she shares softly.
"Nothing ever comes good from being the main character," Nirei (wind breaker) winces.
"I just realized..... Why aren't any of the main characters adults?" Chilchuck (delicious in dungeon) questions, scratching his scalp. "Why were these kids going through literal hell?"
"Maybe it's more entertaining that way?" Yuichi (tomodachi game) suggests. "I mean, there's a lot of media about adults and their silly shenanigans. So universes about kids going through hell? It's pure media."
"That's oddly perceptive..." Chiyuki (death parade) raises a brow, making a move to stand up.
Nagumo (Sakamoto days) placed a hand on her shoulder as he reassured her with a cool smile, "Once we get to his universe, we can deal with him appropriately."
Though the Sakamoto Cast collectively cringed at his words, knowing his personality, this managed to calm Chiyuki, who knew nothing about him, down.
A gun is shot, smoke forming around its muzzle. Sebastian catches the bullets skillfully between his fingers before tossing them back towards the shooter. Ciel stood behind him confidently, a hand on his hip.
The scene changes yet again to Sebastian swiftly running behind white columns, jumping back and launching plates into the air like projectiles.
Still, I search for a form of love
"What a goddamn showoff," Karma scoffs, leaning back into his seat.
"Please, Karma, peace," Nagisa insists, patting his 'friends' forearm.
"He's gotta be an assassin with those mad skills!" Kazuki (baby daddies) exclaims, snapping his fingers.
"I suspect that he's a bodyguard," Cherry (sk8) hums, pushing his glass further up his face.
"Nothing of the sort, gentleman," Sebastian chuckles. "I am merely one hell of a butler."
Furrowing his brow, Mob tilts his head. "Really? You?"
"Huh. I guess that's where the title comes from," Meliodas scratches his cheek.
"I wish they could've been more specific though," Ban clicks his tongue against his teeth. "Like how are we supposed to think from the title, black butler?"
Standing back to back, the camera circles around Sebastian and Ciel. It eventually settles onto Ciel's face as he slips his eyepatch off, revealing a pinkish color beneath his thick lashes.
The dry eyes that shape the present rather than a distant time
"I never noticed he was wearing an eyepatch," Robin (op) blinks, tilting her head.
Chopper chirps, "It looks like he has heterochromia."
"I'm sooo jealous! His eyes are so beautiful!" Yashiro whines, comedically tearing up.
"Does it really warrant tears, though?" Hanako snickers behind his hand.
Iruma rubbed his arms, feeling a slight shiver run through his body. He didn't know why, but something was telling him that the eye was bad news.
Brandishing butter knives between his fingers, Sebastian does a large backflip into the air, launching the knives straight to his target.
He then goes to land, the scene changing to him landing on a chimney in front of a full moon. He slowly raises his head, his smile subtly changing into one of haughtiness.
Want to end like this, cloaked
Taking another puff of his cigarette, Yami (black clover) grunts, "I don't like the way he's looking at me."
"He's not really looking at you, captain!" Asta says helpfully, only to be grabbed by the head and held in the air for the next 30 seconds. This was ignored despite his anguished screams.
"Someone needs to give this guy some proper weapons," Erwin remarks quietly, resting his cheek on his fist.
"He's just like Mr. Sakamoto, yo!" Heisuke (sakamoto days) exclaims.
"Bet I can do that?" Connie (aot) smirks, pointing at the screen with his thumb.
With an evil smile, Jean says, "Do it."
And so, Connie and Jean stood in front of the theater. Connie had failed successfully. How? I'll explain. His foot got caught under Jean's chin as he was in air, which caused Jean to fly back. The end result? A double backflip which ended with both men rolling onto their backs, moaning in pain.
The laughter and pointing of fingers resulted in Jean and Connie getting a hell of a scolding and a large serving of humiliation to share. Safe to say that they didn't try that again for a while.
The camera pans through a large site of ruins, eventually settling on Ciel, who was walking through them. He wore a somber expression, dressed in a black cloak and top-hat.
But the night ignores that wish and brings morning
Barou (bllk) scowls, "Where the hell are his parents? Why is he out alone at night?"
"The king is actually concerned about something other than himself? I'm shocked!" Chigiri remarks cheekily, examining his nail bed tauntingly.
Barou turned to him with a deeper scowl, to which Chigiri responds with sticking out his tongue.
"He looks so sad!" Nejire pouts, jutting out her bottom lip.
"And his wardrobe is atrocious on top of that!" Nobara adds dramatically, throwing her head back. "It's not the main point, but I thought it was important to add."
In different angles and lighting, Sebastian appears on screen frozen in place like a picture. No matter what angle or type of light was being used, they always got his good side. It then flashes to brief clips of his brown eye to his lips which he presses a finger against.
With your gentle, passionate, and dastardly kiss
"We get it! He's hot! Let's move on!" Dot (mashle) fumes, a vein threatening to burst from his temple as he harshly grinds his teeth.
Kusuo hums, "It's no wonder he's a total fan favorite."
"Hot guys like him really piss me off....!" Tanaka seethes, making a fist to punch an imaginary guy.
"Give us ugly guys a chance too!" Nishinoya howls, making prayer hands.
A single tear slides down Todo's face as he recalls his delusion about Itadori and Takada (his idol) "Just one chance...."
Turning away from a ruined window, Sebastian holds a bright red rose between his fingers. Then it changes to him holding a lit candelabra in a dark corridor which he blows out.
Paint this final night
The final opening scene shows Ciel resting on a stone bench, his cloak hung over the arm of the bench. Sebastian suddenly materializes off to the right, immediately walking over to him. With one touch, Ciel disappeared, replaced with a singular black feather that landed on the ground. Sebastian then walked off screen without a beat.
The moon illuminates us
"Is that kid safe there?" Atsushi hesitated, wearing an uncomfortable look.
The people around his row turn to Ciel in concern only to see him watching the screen blankly, almost expectantly.
"That intro wasn't really the best," Jiro comments awkwardly, rubbing her nape.
"I can only assume that things will only get more gothic from now on," Norman (tpn) hums, caressing his chin.
Ray rolled his eyes, raising his voice to a high falsetto, "Yeah, this show doesn't exactly scream: uwu, I'm a child with a parental figure!"
"But we're orphans too, Ray...." Emma blinks owlishly, giving her friend a look.
"That's why I'm allowed to say it and not anyone else, dummy," Ray brags, sticking out his tongue.
⤷ | Wisps of mist clouded the river, the ruins, and the stream, but not the mansion that sat high upon a hill. The sound of pouring water echoed throughout the lonesome place from a statue that encased a woman endlessly pouring water into a large base.
A smooth voice speaks over the water. "Master..... It is time for you to wake up."
Ciel is shown underneath his covers, his head slightly turned to the side as he slept. A figure in black draws back the curtains, making him blink awake.
"You have a butler?!" Bokuto blurts out, eyes wide.
Rolling his eyes, Ciel hums, "I thought we already established that."
"I-I know but I didn't think you actually meant it!"
Ciel lets out a heavy sigh before stating, "Yes. I have a butler, my own manor, and business that I rule over in 19th century Britain. So speak to me with a little more respect, understand?"
".....That would've probably have more of an effect if he actually started puberty," Hanako (tbhk) deadpans.
"Is it bad that I'm starting to have the desire to chuck a child across the room?" Denji remarks coldly, wearing a dark look.
"Yes! Yes, it is!" Aki yells, smacking him atop the head.
⤷ | As he poured out a cup of tea, Sebastian continues, "For breakfast today, we have a lightly poached salmon accompanied by a delicate mint salad. I can also offer toast, scones, or pan de com pan yah... Which dish would you care for this moment?"
"That sounds sooo good!" Luffy drools, sticking his tongue out and panting like a dog.
"Oh man! Now I'm getting hungry!" Laios (delicious in dungeon) whines.
"It's not exactly your usual breakfast but salmon is good for fatty acid and potassium, which is crucial for a growing boy. I approve!" Senshi (delicious in dungeon) gives a big thumbs up.
⤷ | Ciel lets out a low yawn before he answers, "A scone."
"Today you have a meeting with Mr. Hughes, the authority on the history of the Roman Empire...and this evening, Mr. Damiano of the Poseidon Company will be paying you a visit," Sebastian informs methodically as he started to dress Ciel into everyday attire.
"Oh... Is that the man I have in charge of stuffed animals at my factory in India?" Ciel absentmindedly hums as Sebastian ties a blue ribbon at the base of his neck.
"You have a stuffed animal factory?" Aang tilts his head curiously, voice laced with childlike excitement.
In a calm tone, Ciel corrects, "A toy producing company, to be more exact."
"A total youngster is more successful than me.... Why am I not surprised..." Kafka (kaiju no. 8) hung his head in shame, wallowing in his own self-pity.
"Running his own toy company, but he still can't dress himself on his own," Leorio taunts, snickering to himself.
"It's just something that Sebastian does!" Ciel stammers, face flushed with embarrassment.
"Right......" Sokka trails off, unconvinced. "So does he put on your underwear or do you do it on your own-"
"Just shut the hell up!" Ciel retorts, losing his patience.
Wagging his finger, Zeus (record of ragnarok) scolds, "Tut, tut. Language."
At this point, Ciel was sure that by the time the episode was over, he would be driven mad from the absolute ridiculousness of these people.
⤷ | "Yes. I'm told he's Italian..." As he talked, Sebastian slips on Ciel's shoe. "We will, of course, offer him all the hospitality the estate can provide."
Holding a cup close to his face, Ciel voiced close-eyed, "I know this smell... Is this tea Earl Grey?"
"Yes...from Jackson's of Piccadilly."
Pressing a finger against his lips, Gen (dr. stone) guessed, "You're from England, right?"
"How'd you know?" Ciel probed. He's gotta be more intelligent than the rest of these plebeians, right?
"The tea of course. Everyone knows that you British folk love your tea," Gen (dr. stone) states tauntingly, his finger pointed upward.
"W-What the hell?!" Ciel sputters, jaw dropped. This was it. I've completely lost my faith in humanity!
Sweating, Taiju (dr. stone) hesitates, "Was that really okay to say? That seems offensive when you say it like that."
"Nah. It's okay because no one's here to judge me for it that I'll see after this whole fiasco!" he cackles, throwing his head back.
"How terrifying....." Kinro (dr. stone) trails off, wearing a comedic expression.
⤷ | Placing his right hand on his chest, Sebastian stands up and says, "I shall wait for you at the dining table, master."
As soon as he turned his back, Ciel put down his teacup and swiftly grabbed a dart from the bedside table. Without a beat, he proceeds to throw the dart which Sebastian easily catches between his pointer and middle finger.
"This kid is psychotic!" Tengen comments in awe.
"Don't say it like it's a good thing!" Nami shouts, irked.
"Why do you look shocked?" Karma chuckles, waving a hand in front of Nagisa's face. "We throw knives everyday at the octopus, remember?"
"O-Oh! R-right...." Nagisa trails off, face flushed.
With his eyes narrowed, Kunikida warns sternly, "You shouldn't do something you'll regret later, kid."
Ciel shared evenly, "The only thing I regret was that I didn't hit him."
There was a tense moment of silence before conversation started up again
"Well damn! I'm starting to like this kid!" Mahito snorts, clapping his hands.
Shaking his head fondly, Kenjaku/Geto remarks, "Of course you would."
⤷ | There was a moment of silence between them.
Sebastian was the first to speak up. "Well thrown, my lord. Even so...let's save the games for later." The scene zooms into his face, showing off his amber eyes underneath thick lashes and messy strands of black hair.
Clearly disappointed, Ciel turns away close-eyed and responds with, "Yes... I suppose you're right, Sebastian."
And with that, Sebastian turns and leaves the room, closing the door behind him.
A cut scene reading the title of the episode is shown. Narrating over it, Ciel recites, "My butler is an able man."
What a good looking guy...... Wonder if I can beat him...... Yuzuriha (hells paradise) licks her lips.
"Games.....right...." Rimuru (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) blanches.
"Lemme guess, this is something you do with your family," Leorio challenged.
Leaning back, Killua hums, "Nah...... Not with darts, anyway."
"What do you do it with then?" Gon asks curiously.
Killua shrugs, "Y'know, knives, poison darts, needles, the usual stuff."
"As expected, your perception of normal is quite twisted..." Kurapika sighs, rubbing his temples.
"He must be the child of a noble..." Noelle frowns, furrowing her brow. "But with his own estate? That has to be impossible...."
"Never say never," Finral (black clover) shakes his head. "These days, kids are incredible."
⤷ | A dart is suddenly shot, landing in the back of Finny's head. A large spray of blood spurts out of his head. Grabbing the wounded area, Finny cries out, "Ow, ow, ow, ow! What was that for, Master....? What did I do?" He rushes over to Ciel, who was sitting at the dining table, drinking tea.
"Nothing... I don't need to justify my actions," Ciel answers curtly, setting down his cup.
Finny gasped at his this, mouth parted in comedic disbelief.
"What a cocky little bastard..." Shadow (sk8) seethes, an irk mark forming on his temple.
"Are you okay?" Krista/Historia asks, concerned only for Ymir to wrap an arm around her.
"Quit making me jealous, Krista, darling," Ymir croons, before turning to Finny with a hard expression. "Yo! She asked you a question, dumbass!"
"O-Oh! Me?! I'm okay! No lasting damage!" Finny chirps loudly, flexing his arm.
Bard (black butler) rolls his eyes and scoffs, "Yeah, that you know of."
⤷ | Bursting through the double doors, Sebastian exclaims, "There you are. Have you finished weeding the courtyard, Finny?" Finny fumbled around until he got into position, back straight and hands behind the back. "Mey-Rin...have you washed all the bedding?"
Holding her face in her hands, Mey-Rin's mouth parts at his words. With a slight blush, she pressed her pointer fingers together and stammered, "Um....well..."
"Bardroy...shouldn't you be preparing for tonight's dinner?" Bard huffs softly, glancing off to the side. "Mr. Tanaka..." The camera zooming in shows Sebastian's eyes glance back. "Well... I suppose you're all right as you are."
Holding a Japanese-style teacup, Tanaka let out a drawn out, breathy laugh.
"I can see we have quite the interesting collection of characters," Haruhi hums blankly.
"Are you guys also butlers?" Finn (mashle) asks, addressing the Black Butler cast.
Bard shakes his head. "Nah. I'm the cook."
"I'm the gardener!" Finny raises his hand.
"I-I am the maid!" Mey-Rin stuttered, face flushed.
"And Mr. Tanaka is the house steward," Sebastian finishes, gesturing to Tanaka on-screen.
⤷ | Wearing a stern look, Sebastian narrows his eyes. "Now all of you... We have no time for thumb twiddling this morning..." Now wearing an expression of irritation, he demands, "So get to work!"
This scares the trio as they rush out of the dining room. "Yes, sir!" Mey-Rin cries as she swerves past Sebastian.
"Simply hopeless," Sebastian sighs.
Ignoring his butler, closed-eyed, Ciel bites into his scone.
"Hey! We're not completely hopeless!" Bard interjects, shaking his fist.
Letting out a light chuckle into his hand, Sebastian hums, "You've yet to prove me wrong, Bardroy. But I'd like to see you try."
"Do it blondie! Unlike this, it might be fun to watch," Sokka jerks his thumb to the screen. "And laugh at your failure."
Ciel elegantly raises a brow, "Using my idiot chef for entertainment?" A smile slithers onto his face. "For once, that's not a bad idea."
"You're supposed to be on my side, master!" Bard shouts enraged.
Yumeko (kakegurui) giggles, "That's a little hard to believe."
"The snot-nosed brat? Supporting you? Ha!" Akutagawa lets out a forced, fake laugh before going into a small coughing fit.
⤷ | Walking up the flight of stairs alone, a cane in hand, Ciel turns to look at a large painting hanging on the wall. It depicted a woman sitting on a chair with a man standing behind her, his face distorted. With an unbothered look, he closes his visible eye, and continues up the stairs.
"Who are they?" Irina probes, pushing hair away from her eyes.
Glancing over at Ciel, noticing that he made no move to answer, Sebastian sighed. He answers, "They were the young master's parents."
"Were? Oh dear..." Elizabeth (seven deadly sins) gasps quietly, covering her mouth.
Iroh begins, "I'm sorry-"
"Save your apologies," Ciel cuts off coldly, steeling his gaze.
Iroh didn't seem to mind his rudeness unlike his nephew who was brewing in anger for his sake.
⤷ | The scene changed to a display of sparkling tableware. "The silver is polished to a spotless shine." Sebastian is shown wiping a goblet with a white cloth. "The tablecloth is crisp, clean, and wrinkle free..." Sebastian is shown waving the tablecloth in the air. "There is not a single bruised blossom among Master's favorite white roses." Sebastian is shown trimming roses with shears. "And finally, the highest quality ingredients have been gathered to prepare a first-rate dinner." Sebastian is shown peeling a carrot. He does this all with a smile.
The montage of chores stopped as Sebastian held in one hand, a vase of brightly arranged flowers. "The table is perfection... This will be an elegant Phantomhive welcome," Sebastian acknowledges confidently.
"How dramatic...." the majority of the audience deadpans.
Looking around, confusion written on his face, Levi questions, "You don't see the beauty in this?"
"He must be earning a shit-ton of money," Chifuyu (Tokyo revengers) grumbles.
"Actually, I don't get paid for my services," Sebastian shakes his head. "The young master is worth all the effort."
"What a good guy!" Marcille (delicious in dungeon) squeals.
"What a waste!" Chilchuck (delicious in dungeon) exclaims loudly.
Nanami sighs, "I envy the passion he has for his job."
"I would say that it's not the job itself," Ciel interjects, wearing a complex look. "But rather the reward he will receive later."
"That makes more sense!" Ginro (dr. stone) voiced, wiping away imaginary sweat.
Saitama adds, "It's good to know that there's still people with average expectations."
⤷ | A small golden bell labeled, study, starts to ring. Glancing back, standing in front of a table full of ingredients, Sebastian sighs, "Still so much to do, and he calls me now?" He shrugs on his coat before he walks out of the kitchen.
The three servants from before hid behind a wall, watching Sebastian's back. "A guest is comin'? All right, then this is our chance..." Bard states, the other two turning to him in surprise. "Sebastian looks down on us all the time...today we'll be so perfect, he won't even know what hit him." He makes a mock, slack-jawed expression. "Yeah, that's what he's gonna say!"
"AAAH!" Mey-Rin and Finny copy his slack-jawed expression.
"That's for him to say, not you," Bard sighs, crossing his arms.
"I see... so that's what happened..." Sebastian muses, shooting the servants a sharp glare.
"This is not going to end well," Kusuo cringes.
Lemon (mashle) insists, "They're only doing their jobs. How bad can they do?"
"You'd be surprised," Finny chuckles sheepishly.
"They're the comedic relief, right?" Uraraka asks, whispering to Asui.
"Definitely. Ribbit," Asui responds.
⤷ | "Ooh! That's a good idea!" Mey-Rin gushes.
"Right, we have to stop relyin' on Sebastian for everything," Finny agrees.
Bard smirks, "It's settled, then. We got a plan of attack!"
"Let's get to it!" they cheer, raising their fists into the air.
Floating beside their fists was a tiny, laughing Tanaka, who was still holding his cup.
"Nothing good ever comes from a group of idiots working together," Kusuke (Saiki K) chuckles, his shoulder shaking.
"Well.... at least they're enthusiastic?" Itadori trails off, unsure of his own statement.
Close-eyed Megumi states, "Enthusiasm doesn't make up for lack of capability."
"Like you would know anything about enthusiasm," Nobara rolls her eyes, reaching over to pinch and pull at Megumi's cheeks. "You emotionless sack of meat."
Sebastian groans, running his hand down his face, "Honestly.... I'd rather them rely on me rather than make a mess out of themselves."
⤷ | Meanwhile in the study, Ciel sat at his desk, his chin propped as he muses, "I'm a bit hungry... I'd like something sweet to eat."
"You shouldn't eat now, Master..." Sebastian advises evenly. "You don't want to spoil your appetite for dinner with your guest this evening."
"I don't care about that... Make me a parfait," Ciel demands.
"I'm sorry, sir."
Aizawa grumbles under his breath, "Kids these days, so damn entitled."
"But a sweet treat does sound good 'bout now!" Koro-sensei drools.
"He's right. Though satisfying to the palate, too much sugar can be harmful to the body," Senshi (delicious in dungeon) lectures. "Especially one that's still growing."
"No offense Senshi, but no one asked for your dietary input," Marcille (delicious in dungeon) deadpans.
⤷ | "Fine then..." Ciel scoffs in irritation, making a move to stand up. "...about the portrait in the hallway..."
"Yes?" Sebastian hums.
"Take it down." Sebastian let out a small, low gasp at his words. Holding a cane in his hands, Ciel rubs one hand over the other, particularly over a ring that rested on his thumb. "I am Ciel Phantomhive, son of Vincent, and I am the head of the house now."
Standing in front of the window, Ciel didn't see the smile that crept onto Sebastian's face. He bows at the waist, his hand on his chest. "Consider it done, my lord."
"That's totally not creepy at all..." Zenitsu side-eyed the third wall.
"That's a pretty big statement, kid. Think you can live up to it?" Chobei (hells paradise) smirks, raising an intrigued brow.
Ciel remarks sharply, "I know that I can, you simpleton."
"Ooh! Fiesty!" Hisoka chuckles.
"I don't know why he's acting so cocky," Illumi pondered, scratching his cheek. "I could easily crush his head, if I please."
"Don't you know that the game of predator and prey is much more entertaining than just killing them?" Hisoka objects, leaning his head back.
Illumi retorts evenly, "I wouldn't know because unlike you, I am not a pedophile."
⤷ | Standing back up, Sebastian is back in the servant quarters, wearing a somewhat forced smile. "Now... How exactly did this happen?"
Sebastian points to a ruined field, a fallen cabinet and cart surrounded by smashed china, and the kitchen island with burnt ingredients.
"Oh dear god," Aki groans, slapping a hand over his face.
Dot (mashle) gawks at the scene. "How could things go wrong so quickly?"
"You'd be amazed at what pure incompetence can do," Senku (dr. stone) chuckles.
"Like you know what incompetence feels like," Gen (dr. stone) sighs exasperated.
"Are you kidding me? Have you met this guy?" Senku jabs his finger towards Taiju (dr. stone), who mindlessly waves at Gen.
⤷ | "I thought things would go faster if I used extra-strength weed-killer on the garden!" Finny whimpers, tears in his eyes.
"I was trying to reach the tea set we use for guests, but I tripped and the cabinet fell!" Mey-Rin exclaims, a crack in glasses.
Looking off to the side guiltily, his blonde hair frizzed up into an afro, Bard explains, "There was a lot of meat to be cooked for dinner, and it was going to take a long time... so, uh, I used me flame thrower."
Staring down at them, the servants seemed to shrink under Sebastian's gaze.
"Who in their right mind hired them?" Benimaru (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) crosses his arms.
"I thought it was a good idea at the time," Finny defends softly, lowering his head.
"Even I'm not that clueless. And that's saying something!" Yor exclaims. "It's good sense not to use a flame thrower anywhere." Unless it's for killing....
"If they're so bad at their jobs, why bother keeping them?" Killua furrows his brow.
Sebastian answers slowly, "They can be used in....different circumstances."
"Circumstances other than the jobs they were hired to do? Suspicious...." Jack the Ripper (record of rangnarok) narrows his eyes.
Now feeling everyone's attention shift onto them, the servants sheepishly laughed under the spotlight.
⤷ | "We're so sorry! We didn't mean to!" Mey-Rin and Finny cry out, breaking under the pressure. Next to them, Bard awkwardly rubs his nape.
Holding his chin in between his fingers, Sebastian narrowed his eyes as he pondered. Our guest will arrive just after six. At most, we have two hours left. Not enough time to replace the tea set or find premium meats. What should I do?
"Cancel the event like a normal person?" Sakura (wind breaker) put forth dryly.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but that..." Teru (tbhk) trails off, pointing to Sebastian inconspicuously with a dark look, "...is not a human being, much less a normal person."
As if sensing his intentions, Sebastian turns to Teru with a placid smile.
⤷ | "Calm down, all of you," Sebastian sighs. "Perhaps you should try taking a page out of Tanaka's book and start behaving like-" He stops mid-sentence, eyes wide, as he swivels towards Tanaka's, his gaze focused on the cup in his hands. "Everyone...listen closely and do exactly as I say, understand? We must be quick about this." He walks over and picks up Tanaka's cup. "We might save this night yet."
"With a cup?" Luffy tilts his head, twisting his fingers into a make-shift cup. "Like this?"
Asta eyed Luffy's modified hand in disgust. What the hell- blergh!" He cuts himself off with a gag, groaning, "Ugh, I'm gonna be sick."
"Not in front of me!" Noelle (black clover) shrieks.
⤷ | The scene changes to a horse-drawn carriage driving down a dirt path to the mansion. Damiano, a man in a topcoat and brown overcoat with a white scarf, steps out. From behind, Sebastian closes the carriage door.
"How impressive!"
What was once a dead land was now transformed into a traditional Japanese style garden. "Hello. Welcome, sir," the other servants greet, bowing.
Itadori's jaw drops. Slowly turning to Sebastian, he asks, "How-"
"Lemme, stop you there, pinkie," Sokka injects, waving Itadori off. "Okay, that's pretty cool, but tell us how you did it pretty guy." Sebastian gives him a patient smile but doesn't answer. "Not talkin', ey?"
⤷ | "This is called a stone garden... It is a traditional feature in Japan," Sebastian informs.
Spreading his arms out in extravagance, he gazed at the area around him. "Ah, prodigioso...! Wonderful. Truly, an elegant garden."
"We thought it appropriate to serve dinner al fresco this evening. Allow me to escort you inside until the meal is ready."
The ground was covered in intricately designed gravel and large boulders. And a wooden walkway lining the perimeter.
"Does that technically count as a garden?" Mob curiously raises his hand.
"Of course," Todoroki nods.
At the same time, Maomao (apothecary diaries) piped up, "No, it doesn't. It can't grow anything besides false hopes."
"I'll have you know that a stone garden is quite soothing!" Kojiro (record of ragnarok) defends.
Emma (Tokyo revengers) huffs, "And whose to to say what a garden is supposed to be?!"
"The dictionary, actually," Senku (dr. stone) remarks. "And the official definition is a plot of land meant to grow vegetables, herbs, etcetera."
"Who gives a damn what the dick-tionary says!" Denji exclaims, sticking out his tongue.
Kinro (dr. stone) gasps in offense, hands clutching his pearls, "Well I never!"
Frowning at the chaos, Mob frowns, "Master, did I unintentionally cause a national debate?"
"I'd say war fits this situation more," Reigen remarks, glancing over at Mob. Noticing his downcast expression, he ruffled his hand through Mob's hair. "Well played."
⤷ | Leading the way to the mansion, Tanaka walks with Damiano down a dirt path.
"I should have expected this from a Phantomhive. I cannot wait to see what else is in store," Damiano proclaims as he walks inside.
As Tanaka closed the door behind him, the servants allowed their professional faces to drop.
"Whew! We actually did it." Bard wipes his brow.
Looking upon their work in amazement, Finny chirps, "Who would have thought a dozen bags of gravel could turn into an amazing garden?!"
Overhearing their conversation, Sebastian walks by and states, "Naturally we were able to handle this... We serve the Phantomhive family, after all. There's still work to be done... Let's take care of it while the master is talking business with his guest... Look sharp, now."
"Right!"
"When given proper instruction, they can actually be quite helpful," Sebastian chuckles. "Most of the time anyway."
At this, the servants bashfully expressed their gratitude. Mey-Rin and Finny started to babble and blush, while Bard simply rubbed his nape happily.
"I'm so glad everything worked in the end!" Ruby (oshi no ko) gushes, clapping her hands.
"I'm still wondering how they did it," Aqua (oshi no ko) sighs, resting his cheek against his palm.
⤷ | Meanwhile in the drawing room, Ciel and Damiano sat together playing a board game.
"The progress we've been making with the East India factory is quite astonishing... We already have the makings of a top-notch staff," Damiano explains as Ciel moves his piece across the board.
"Bewitched by the eyes of the dead," Ciel reads off the game board, wearing a dull expression. "What terrible luck... It appears I lose a turn."
"Do you like games?" Yor asks kindly.
"I find them interesting," Ciel hums, close-eyed. "Besides, everyone likes games."
"But playing them during business inquiries is crazy," Emma (tpn) squawks. "Your interest is on a whole different level!"
Rolling his eye, Ray scoffs, "More like his utter audacity."
⤷ | Letting out a forced chuckle, Damiano continued, "Right now is the perfect time... We should begin expanding the company and building a strong labor f-"
"Go on. It's your turn," Ciel interrupts, leaning back into his chair, gesturing to the board.
Eren furrows his brow, "What a cynical little bastard."
"It reminds me of when I was a wee little lad," Dazai chuckles, leaning against Chuuya playfully.
"Ah~" Robin (op) sighs, running her hand down the side of her face. "To be young and full of spunk."
"Full of spunk? More like full of funk," Franky shakes his head.
⤷ | "Oh yes... I just spin this, then?" Damiano reached forward to spin a small top that clatters against the board. "Okay, there. Five spaces... Now, what I wanted to ask you... Perhaps you could contribute another 12,000 pounds to support our expansion? I believe it would be quite a profitable venture for you, my lord....and I would consider it an honor to help expand the Funtom Company into..."
"12,000?!" Uraraka squeaks before falling back into her chair.
"What the hell would he need that for?!" Nobara yelps, puffing her cheeks.
Rolling his eyes, Gen (dr. stone) faked a gag, "Hopefully he uses it on some voice training, 'cause that accent is soo ackytay."
"And his personality can use some work, too. I can practically see that fake-ass smile of his, breaking," Senku (dr. stone) snickers, barely holding back a maniacal cackle.
"I'm low-key routing for that obnoxious-as-hell kid," Zoro remarks, letting out a large yawn.
Shaking her head, Nami hums, "Anyone's better than a grown-ass man willing to scam a kid for himself."
⤷ | The screen zooms into the spot he landed on. It was a man screaming as he got his legs cut off by the grim reaper's scythe. Cutting off Damiano's persistent monologue, Ciel hums, "Lose a leg in the enchanted forest. And it's your turn again... I lost a turn, remember?"
"What an interesting game," Loid blanches, not knowing what words to use for this.
"Doesn't this remind you of the..." Chiyuki (death parade) paused, leaning in closer to Decim, "...activities we do at Quindecim?"
"Is that really suitable for an impressionable youth?" Mitsuri frets, pressing her finger against her lip.
Placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, Shinobu sighs, "I'm sure he has bigger things to worry about."
⤷ | "Oh...I see..." Damiano trails off, reaching to spin the top again. "Right... I move six."
"You don't... That's three," Ciel corrects.
"What? But..."
"You lost a leg, if you'll recall. Now you'll only move half the number of spaces," Ciel informs icily, folding his hands into each other.
"Oh my..." Damiano lets out a loud, forced, laugh. "This is a gruesome board game, isn't it..? Is there no way for me to restore my leg, then?"
"I'm afraid once something is truly lost, sir..." Ciel trails off, his face covered his shadow as he spoke. "That one can never get it back again."
"Beautiful~!" Apollo (record of ragnarok) praised. "Such poetic words! I can hardly believe, they're from a human!"
"Those words may be true, but they are incredibly sad to hear from a child," Makima muses, frowning a bit towards Ciel's direction.
"Mmh! That's it! Only PG things for you from now on, mister!" Hanako (tbhk) announces loudly, floating right beside Ciel and Sebastian.
At his sudden appearance, Ciel lets out a startled yelp, which made Sebastian defensively extend an arm in front of him.
"What good would that do?" Hanako tilts his head, gazing upon Sebastian's arm. "I'm a ghost, dummy." He stuck his tongue out at the pair, sticking his fingers in his mouth to make an exaggerated expression before floating back to his seat.
⤷ | Damiano gasps as Ciel snatches the piece out of his hand, placing it on its rightful spot on the board. "Your body is burnt by raging flames." As he says this, Ciel's eyes flicker up subtly to Damiano who slowly lowers his head to view the board.
Zooming into the spot, it showcased a man tied to a pole, screaming as flames engulfed him. Behind him stood towering crosses.
The majority of the audience shudder at the image as they couldn't help but imagine themselves in that man's position.
Some members of the audience, Todoroki and Zuko, caressed their burn marks reminiscently.
Looking around, Gabimaru (hells paradise) shrugs, "It's actually not as bad as most people think it is."
"What a terrible way to go out," Hange cringes. "I can't imagine dying like that."
Levi scowls, "Don't you dare even talk like that, you idiot."
⤷ | The scene pauses to show a cut-scene of Ciel and Sebastian. Ciel sat in a chair, closed eyed, one leg swung over the other. Sebastian stood in front of him, a white cloth flung over his left arm, his finger pressed against his lips.
The scene zooms in further to show Sebastian leaning close to Ciel, whose eye was open, whispering something to him.
"Uhh, okay??" Saiki stared at the screen, perplexed.
"We get it, he's attractive," Saitama grumbles. "Let's move on!"
"Is there any reason why we're getting a pin-up pictures of these guys?" Draken blanches.
Sliding into the conversation, Mineta laughs, "Don't you know? It's common knowledge, my friend. It's fan service!" He wrapped his arms around himself, "Sweet, sweet, gender-swapped, fan service~!"
"Bleh," Miya (sk8) fakes a gag, sticking out his tongue.
⤷ | Meanwhile, down in the servant quarters, Sebastian steps into the kitchen, asking, "How are things going?"
Bard is seen cutting off the burnt edges of meat off and placing slices of it on a separate plate. Watching this process happily, Finny rested his chin on the counter. "I'm doin' it like you said too..." Showcasing the hunk of meat, Bard smiles proudly, "This really what you want?"
"Yes...that looks excellent," Sebastian praises evenly.
"Raw meat?" Sasha speculates, looking up at the screen with a questionable look.
"Raw beef," Mukoda (campfire cooking) corrects sheepishly. "Beef is the only meat you can eat raw."
"Okay, I get it, raw beef," Sokka waves off dismissively. "But how would someone even eat it?"
"There's lots of ways!" Senshi (delicious in dungeon) exclaims. "There's tataki (Japanese) and yukhoe (South Korea)."
Sanji adds, "And there's also carpaccio (Italy) and tartare (France) and-"
"Okay! We get it!" Charmy (black clover) cries out, drooling. "Stop! I beg of you!"
⤷ | "Sebastian! Found em!" Mey-Rin cries out joyously, running over with a towering stack of boxes in her hands. Inevitably, she trips over her feet, sending the boxes and herself flying.
Sebastian catches the most of the boxes in one hand expertly. All but one box landed on the tip of his outstretched foot. Mey-Rin falls into Sebastian's chest, her cheek resting against his clothes.
"Oh, honestly..." Sebastian sighs, leaning his neck to look at her. "How many times have I told you not to run inside the manor, Mey-Rin?"
Grabbing at his hair, Hinata (haikyuu) whines, "What can't he do!?"
Turning to him with an awkward look, Yashiro (tbhk) suggests, "Why don't you do it?" She adds quickly, frantically waving her hands, "Since she can't do it well and all!"
"Hm. That's not a bad idea," Sebastian hums, holding his chin in his fingers. "Perhaps..."
Grabbing Yashiro by the shoulders, Mey-Rin started to violently shake the girl as she shrieked, "What are you trying to do?! Tryin' to run me out of me job?!"
"Ah! I-I'm sorry!" Yashiro managed to sputter in Mey-Rin's grasp, getting more nauseous by the second.
⤷ | Her face flushed red, Mey-Rin scurries away, and cries, "I'm so sorry, sir...! My glasses cracked, and I can't see a thing!"
"Aww, poor thing," Diane (seven deadly sins) coos, turning to Mey-Rin with a look of pity.
"She's quite.....ditzy for maid, isn't she..." Rimuru (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) laughs forcibly, unable to find the words to describe her.
"It's a common trope." Genos turns to Rimuru with his usual poker face. "Most commonly found in main stream media like books, movies, shows, anime, hentai-"
Rushing forward, Rimuru slaps a hand over Genos' mouth, shrieking, "WOAH! That was a close one!"
⤷ | "These are the last items we needed for dinner," Sebastian informs, kicking the box on his foot to join the others in his hand. Finny and Bard step into the hallway to join him. "Splendid work, everyone... And now, I believe you can leave the rest of it to me and relax for a bit... But I need you to do well-- Very well --during dinner tonight."
"He said it twice," Bard winces.
"Ooo, that's serious!" Finny declared.
"Is it serious when he asks twice?" Aang frowns.
"Very much so," the trio of servants chorus in unison.
⤷ | Opening the door to the drawing room, Sebastian draws their game to a pause. "Pardon the interruption, but dinner is served."
"Ooh...dining out in that exquisite stone garden... Shall we go, my lord?" Damiano makes a move to stand but is stopped by Ciel.
"Very well," Ciel sighs. "We'll finish the game later."
Damiano leans back into his chair as he speaks, "Oh... Is there any real need to finish it? It's obvious I'm going to lose."
"Tch. What a sore loser," Ray scoffs with Ciel nodding to him in agreement.
Itadori chirps, "Everyone knows that you have to finish a game fully! Jumanji taught us this!"
"He's just butt sore about losing to a ten year old," Shiva (record of ragnarok) rolls his eyes.
Ciel corrects coldly, "Thirteen year old."
Shrugging, Shiva hums, "Same difference to me."
⤷ | Standing up from his chair, Ciel makes his way towards the door, remarking, "I'm not in the habit of abandoning games halfway through."
Staring after Ciel's receding form, Damiano scoffs, "How childish."
"Huh. I guess it takes one asshole to know another," Karma barks in laughter.
Koro-sensei scolds, tentacles flared up, "Language!"
"No. No. He's right," Ciel shakes his head. "Though it's a bit sickening to know I'm being compared to a half-baked man such as himself."
".....So you admit you're an asshole..." Mash (mashle) deadpans.
⤷ | Sharply, Ciel turns to glance back at the man. His cobalt blue eyes piercing through Damiano's weak defense.
"Uh...! I...I mean sometimes it takes a child's eyes to see what's really important...." Damiano defends sheepishly, making grand gestures with his arms. "It's a true gift. Maybe that's what's made the Phantomhives the nation's foremost toymakers. It certainly impresses me."
As Damiano stands from his chair, Sebastian watches this conversation from afar, narrowing his eyes.
Clicking her tongue, Horikita (COTE) scoffs, "Jeez. Talk about shameless."
"Not to mention spineless," Kunikida shakes his head.
"He cracked so easily," Killua comments eerily. "That's no fun."
Maki let out a breathy chuckle at his words. "His alter-ego as a 'nice guy'," she did air quotes as she says this, "was getting kinda old anyway."
⤷ | Counteracting the darkness of the night, the dinner table was surrounded by lanterns. Ciel and Damiano sat at opposite ends of the table.
"On tonight's menu is a dish of finely sliced raw beef donburi, courtesy of our chef, Bardory."
On the corner of the screen, below an image of a triumphant Bard, it reads: he just sliced and layered it.
The Japanese members of the audience (which was the vast majority) all let out a groan of hunger upon seeing the dish.
"That looks amazing!" Sasha gushed, using Jean and Connie's heads as cushions to launch herself towards the screen. "I gotta have it! I JUST GOTTA!!"
"Meat that I don't have to cook to eat?" Sokka sat there in a thoughtful silence before proclaiming loudly, "Huh. Now I've seen everything!"
⤷ | Damiano stares down at the meal in astonishment. "A pile of raw beef...and this is dinner?"
Midoriya hums absentmindedly, "In 19th century Britain, raw food isn't as common, it's no wonder he was shocked."
⤷ | "Yes. But surely you have heard if it...?" Launching into a dramatic monologue, Sebastian makes grandiose gestures as he explained, "This, good sir, is a traditional Japanese delicacy, a dish offered as a sign of gratitude to someone who has accomplished important work... That, sir...is the wonder of donburi!"
Losing himself to Sebastian's theatrics, Damiano exclaims, "Oh, donburi!"
".....A definition straight out of a textbook....." Karasuma (ass-class) blanches.
"That's 'cause it was," Bard whispers.
Sebastian nods, "I only obtain the most accurate information available to prevent any loss in reputation of my master."
"Oh.....that's cool, I guess...." Yuta trails off awkwardly.
⤷ | Eyes wide and vacant, Damiano slides down in his chair, clearly overstimulated.
"This is a token from our master... to show his thanks for all of your hard work on the company's behalf..." Sebastian continues dutifully. "He wanted you to know that it's much appreciated."
From the bushes, the three male servants watched Sebastian do his work.
"Now that's our Sebastian, for you!" Finny says in awe.
"He saved the day!" Bard adds.
"Ho-ho-ho~" Tanaka laughs softly.
"Did you really mean all that?" Tanjiro asks in awe.
"Of course not," Ciel scoffs. "He's essentially a stranger to me, a waste of space if you asked me."
Pointing to Sebastian, Zenitsu probed, "Then why would you have him lie for you like that." Nothing the sharp look Sebastian sent his way, he adds nervously, "I-I mean, since you don't like him and all."
"Normally, I would hate somebody putting words in my mouth. But in Sebastian's case, he was saving me the trouble of appealing to a foolish employee of mine," Ciel explains, swinging one leg over the other.
"Ugh..... That..... Can you repeat that, but slower?" Inosuke requests, his brain malfunctioning.
⤷ | "Excellent! What an inspired idea!" Damiano exclaims, spreading his arms out. "The legendary Phantomhive hospitality in action." At the other end of the table, Ciel ate his food in silence, unbothered.
Now standing in the main walkway, Sebastian gestures to Mey-Rin who stands by a wine cart. "The vintage we are pouring tonight was specially selected to complement the flavor of soy sauce...Mey-Rin..."
Noticing her lack of movement, he sighs, "Now, Mey-Rin." Despite her verbal response, Sebastian isn't satisfied and leans close to her face, extremely flustering her. He whispers, "Why are you just standing there...? Pour the man a glass of wine."
"Of course, yes sir!" she manages.
"Ooh~! I see what's going on~" Vanessa (black clover) coos.
"You do?! What is it?" Asta asks, blinking owlishly.
Vanessa lets out a sultry giggle, "Oh, it's something you wouldn't really understand. Even if I took the time to explain it to you."
Wrapping an arm around his junior, Magna (black clover) sighs, "Don't take it to heart kid. I doubt the words of a perverted drunk would matter much anyway."
Vanessa scoffs, "Like you can talk, virgin punk."
"VIRGIN PUNK?!"
"YOU HEARD ME!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!" Yami (back clover) bellowed, subduing any conflict between them just by his words alone.
⤷ | "'ey... Is it just me, or is Mey-Rin acting a little strange?" Bard deadpans, watching the scene.
The scene portrayed Mey-Rin shakily walking to the table with the pitcher of wine in her hands. Her hands shaking, she mumbles, "Sebastian's watching me... I can't take it. Don't look at me that way!"
A nearly transparent image of Sebastian with his hand cupped near his mouth is shown.
Not paying attention to what she was doing, she tilts the pitcher and misses the glass, spilling wine all over the tablecloth. Finny and Bard quietly burst in a panic.
Finny whisper-yelled to her, "Mey-Rin, stop it...! Can't you see you're spilling the wine?!"
Everyone in the theater slapped their foreheads in unison at this blunder.
Sebastian stared at the screen with a blank smile. He wasn't quite sure how to handle this.
"All that booze, wasted!" Ban (sds) sniffs tearfully.
"What did I tell you guys," Chilchuck (delicious in dungeon) groans. "Relationships are a big factor in whether a group works out or not."
"Oh god!" Mey-Rin cries out, her face in her hands. "No more! I can't be seen like this! I just can't!" She sunk further into her seat as if it would stop people from looking at her.
Finny pats on the shoulder comfortingly. "Don't worry, it happens to the best of us."
"The best of us?" Shion (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) arches her brow.
⤷ | Stuffing his face, Damiano doesn't notice the mess.
However, at the other end of the table, Ciel watches in horror was the wine spreads across the table cloth, threatening to spill over. Seeing the mess being made, Sebastian narrows his eyes. He swiftly pulled the tablecloth off the table just before the wine spilled over.
Everyone watched in shock as he did this.
"Woah!" the younger members of the audience exclaims.
"Yeah, yeah, this is cool and all. But is there any reason we're watching this?!" Mahiru whines, dismissing any previous excitement.
"What do you mean?" Usopp frowns.
"Where's the usual action?! The gore?! The overly traumatic backstories?!" Mahiru lists out, throwing his head back to let out an elongated groan.
In a huff, Katara lectures, "Just 'cause you like all those things, doesn't mean everyone else has to abide by it!"
"Well, why the hell not?!" Mahiru childishly cries out, waving his fists.
⤷ | Setting his bowl down, Damiano pulls himself away from his meal only to notice a lack of a table cloth. "Huh...? Where did the tablecloth go?"
As he displays his confusion, Bard and Finny rush over to pull Mey-Rin away.
"A speck of dirt... most unsightly..." Ciel answers, lowering his chopsticks. "I had the cloth removed so it wouldn't distract us... Think nothing of it."
With the table cloth folded neatly in his arms, Sebastian bows in apology. "Please accept my apologies, sir... Do continue... Enjoy the meal at your leisure."
"He most certainly enjoyed his meal. He didn't even bother to hold a conversation whatsoever," Emma (tpn) frowns, crossing her arms.
Ray adds, unimpressed, "Or even look up from his dinner."
"This is a whole lotta effort for his fat ass," Nobara comments offhandedly.
Letting out a small chuckle, Ciel hums, "I'm inclined to agree."
⤷ | "Oh...oh my!" Damiano lets out a loud laugh. "Lord Phantomhive, once again you have truly impressed me. What an able butler you've acquired."
"Pay him no mind. He merely acts as befits one of my servants."
"My master is quite correct about that...Naturally." His eyes half-lidded, Sebastian remarks, "You see, I am simply one hell of a butler."
Upon his words, Ciel scoffs and turns away.
"That seems....ominous...." Makima smiles, tilting her head to the side eerily.
Veins bulging, Sanemi scowls, "Not even bothering to hide it. Tch."
"Master, I sense nothing but bad vibes from him," Mob shared, pointing towards Sebastian.
"What a cocky bastard. Intimidating my student?" Reigen scoffs, snapping his fingers, "I could blow away with my pinky finger if I really wanted too!"
"Wow! Really?" Mob exclaims in awe.
Furrowing her brow, Brunhilde (ror) mutters under her breath, "Bullshit."
⤷ | The scene changes to show a close-up of a deer head mounted on the wall. As Ciel settles back into his seat, Damiano speaks up, "That was a thoroughly enjoyable dinner, my lord. Now then...about the contract."
"Before we discuss that, we must finish the game," Ciel interrupts, looking up.
Damiano pauses before fully sitting down. He presses, "Yes, of course... I do have a pressing appointment... Perhaps another time-"
Closed-eyed, Ciel remarks, "Children can be very demanding about their games..." He reopens them, his lips curling to form a smirk. "Surely you wouldn't want me to get upset."
"Ooh! He ate him up!" Mina (mha) cried out, pumping her fist.
Sero adds confidently, "He ate and left no crumbs!"
"What a greedy little bastard. Asking for money straight to his face after experiencing top-notch hospitality," Saitama grumbles. "Pisses me off."
"It's the ultimate matchup. A cocky brat vs. a greedy asshole. Who will win?" Yumeko (kakegurui) giggles, clapping her hands.
"I place my bets on the kid," Suo (wind breaker) hums.
Joe (sk8) puts forth, "I say the business man...." Nothing the odd looks he was receiving, he shrugs, "What can I say? I have a bias."
⤷ | Narrowing his eyes, Damiano swallows his pride as he says, "No...no, of course not. Perhaps you would permit me to use your telephone."
Just as Sebastian is about to walk into the room with a tea cart, Damiano steps out. He glares warily at Sebastian, who just smiles, "I've brought some tea for you and my lord."
Stepping past him, Damiano gruffly replies, "I'll be right back."
"What's he gonna do? Go cry to his momma?" Denji snickers, baring all his teeth in a wide, patronizing grin.
"I would like nothing more than to see him cry like the little weak-ass bitch he is!" Power cackles, throwing her head back.
"Are we seriously stuck in a room full of psychopaths?!" Gen (dr. stone) shrieks.
Picking his ear, Senku sighs, "It wouldn't be much of a surprise, considering what we've seen so far."
Is everyone here a freak?! Am I really the only normal person here? Illumi raises a brow.
Kusuo clicks his tongue against his teeth. You are the last person to say this.
⤷ | Back inside the room, Ciel is served the tea. He lifts the cup to his lips before he recoils. "What is this...? It smells terribly weak."
"Out of consideration for our guest, I brought some Italian tea."
"Italian?"
Looking down upon his master, Sebastian frowns, "Italians drink more coffee than tea, sir, so finding high-quality Italian tea can be difficult... This particular selection is not to your liking, master?"
Staring down at his reflection in the tea, Ciel frowns, "No, it is not... I don't like it at all." The reflection changes to Sebastian, who narrows his eyes.
"The tea can't be that bad! It's all just slightly flavored water," Nendo (Saiki K) voiced, scratching his chin.
Aren (Saiki K) deadpans, "I don't think he was talking about the tea, dude."
Scratching at his cheek with a deadpanned look, Nagisa hums, "So.... Does this mean he doesn't like this particular Italian man or the entirety of the Italian ethnic group?"
"For his sake, I hope it's the latter," Ayanokoji (cote) comments evenly.
⤷ | Setting the pot down, Sebastian announces, "I'll see to the desert preparations."
"Good... We must show him every available hospitality." A coy smile curls on Ciel's lips. "The Phantomhive family is known for its courtesy."
"Yes...my young lord." Sebastian bows at the waist. When he stands upright, his eyes glow a fuchsia red, completed with black slits replacing his pupils.
"Aah! I see. So that's how it is," Sullivan (iruma-kun) mused, rubbing his chin.
"Can it be...?" Hades (ror) mumbles under his breath, elegantly arching his brow.
Having the same thought, Beelzebub frown deepens, "A human making a contract? It shouldn't be. It can't be possible."
Meliodas laughed heartily, "He couldn't have made it any more obvious!"
Diablo (that time I was reincarnated as a slime) let out a small chuckle upon this scene. Upon being asked why he'd laughed, he responded with, "It's amusing just how far humanity will go to quell their greed."
⤷ | Down a flight of stairs, Damiano is seen in the telephone room. He wore a vicious expression, a thick, smoking cigar between his lips. "I'm tired of babysitting this chid Earl... Yes, I've already sold off the factory... Now all that's left is to pocket the extra cash... I'm trying to squeeze more out of the brat right now. The employees...? Who cares about them?
A smirk appeared on Ciel's face upon this scene. This was going to be fun.
"That's big talk from someone prostrating themselves to a child," Chigiri sneered, his features pinched.
Kaido (Saiki K) tearfully exclaimed, "Honestly, the audacity! I can't believe people can be so cruel!"
"I hope he gets what he deserves," Sakamoto (Sakamoto days) declares harshly.
Elizabeth (sds) says in a concerned tone, "High society may be too much for a child to be apart of."
"It'll only get worse from here," Noelle (black clover) frowns, crossing her arms.
"But I can sense that he's no ordinary kid, obviously. I believe he has something up his sleeves, to deal with degenerates like this," Bang (opm) voices, rubbing his chin thoughtly.
"What's with the sudden unwavering faith, old man?" Speed-o-Sound-Sonic probed.
Bang (opm) shrugs, "It's not really faith, but more of an interest, I suppose."
⤷ | Suddenly, a ghoulish face appears in the slight crack of the doorway. Distracted, Damiano pulls away from the speaker, glancing towards the doorway before going back to the call. "Never mind... The rest of the formalities are for you to deal with... No... it'll be easy. Please... he's only a child."
"I really don't like this...." Finn (mashle) flinches, gripping onto the arms of his chair.
"Nothing good comes from a spooky mansion that comes with a creepy kid!" Takemichi shudders, rubbing his arms.
⤷ | The scene pans out to the hallway, which portrayed an endless abyss of darkness beyond the cracked door of the telephone room.
The scene changes to Damiano making his way back to the drawing room. He walks by the family portrait but pauses. Hesitantly, he glances over to the portrait to see a ghoulish face settle over the face of the deceased head of the house. He rubs his eyes and looks again, only to see it gone.
"Impossible... I'm seeing things," he mutters before turning back to the stairs.
Suddenly, an image of the board covers the screen, lines of skulls in a bluish light. Ciel's echoing voice is heard. "Bewitched by the eyes of the dead."
"I KNEW IT!" Takemichi howled. "The haunted mansion, the conjuring, monster house; they warned us about creepy mansions and children, and we didn't listen!"
"Why me? Why am I being subjected to this?!" Zenitsu wails, shivering, snot dribbling down his face.
"This can't be real! It's all just that guy's imagination? Right?!" Ginro (dr. stone) pleads, looking around desperately.
Robin (op) gasps, "This is absolutely horrifying...... I love it!"
"WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!" the cowardly members of the straw-hat crew bemoaned.
⤷ | Hearing his voice, Damiano stops, but manages to shake out of it. "No, that's ridiculous."
Making it to the hallway, Damiano opens every door, trying to find his destination. "Huh. Not here either...or here. This manor is like a giant maze. I can't even find the drawing room."
"Bewitched by the eyes of the dead."
Suddenly, a pale-faced apparition appears, walking towards Damiano slowly. As he turns to run away, he stumbles, yelling, "Stay away from meeee!"
The lighting of the scene changes to show Finny holding up one end of the portrait. He looks down the hall and hums, "That's odd... Was that our guest I heard just now?"
From the other end of portrait, hidden by the wall, Bard nagged, "Hey! We need to move this or Sebastian'll start yelling again!"
"Right!"
"Oooh! So that's what happened!" Finny observed, clapping his hands in realization.
"....Is this guy schizophrenic? 'Cause are you kidding me?!" Leorio screeched, nearly pulling out his hair.
"A painting?! What was the point of causing me such emotional damage?!" Nami demands, clutching her chest.
Sniffing in distaste, Kate (shadows house) says, "It's all an elaborate illusion, isn't it."
"Or maybe the chef put some sort of powder of magic mushrooms in the donburi," Reigen suggests.
"I would never!" Bard says aghast. ".....Even if I wanted to, Sebastian would kill me."
⤷ | With a bucket and broom in hand, Mey-Rin walks by the stairway before pausing. Her face flushed, she squawks, "How embarrassing...! I really messed up this time...! Ooh... But at least I was able to get close to Sebastian!"
The screen is overtaken by an image of scene from earlier, when Sebastian was whispering to her. But unlike before, it had more romantic implications: red roses were splayed throughout, sparkles in their eyes.
Rethinking her words, Mey-Rin cries out, "Ooooh! What a shameful, dirty thought...! What kind of lecherous maid am I?!" As she frantically waved her arms, the bucket broke off the handle.
Losing the light in his eyes, Sebastian is yet again, staring at the screen blankly upon this unwanted discovery.
"Seriously? Sebastian? Out of all people?" Ciel snorts, resting his cheek against his fist.
Irina (ass-class) jeers, "The butler and the maid? That tired, old trope? Boooring!"
"Girl... I gotta be honest with you." Yuzuriha (hells paradise) places a hand on Mey-Rin's shoulder. "It's giving desperate."
Kazuki (buddy daddies) crosses his arms, lifting his head to stare at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I mean this in the best way possible, but she's unironically embodying the dirty, lewd maid trope." He adds, quickly, "No offense, though."
"She will be taking offense! Thank you very much!" Bard exclaims, incredulously, for Mey-Rin's sake.
⤷ | Damiano is shown running through the halls, panting.
"You lose one turn."
A close-up of the chandelier is shown before the sound of a crash and a bloodcurdling scream that quickly follows after. Wincing and sweating, Damiano was sprawled across the stairs upside down with the bucket beside him.
Once she sees him, Mey-Rin runs over, asking, "Sir, are you all right?" But once she reached him, she steps back fearfully. "His right leg...! It's twisted 'round! What happened to it?"
Staring at the screen with a serious look, Itadori concludes, "It has to do something with that kid."
"Ciel?! How could you blame it on a child?" Ryuuchi (school babysitters) gasps, as if personally offended.
Gritting her teeth, Maki grumbles, "That stupid game. It's coming to life! Hollywood warned us about this!"
"It's because we forgot to thank Beyonce, isn't it?!" Nobara shrieks, grabbing at her hair.
"Let's do it before its too late!" Panda insists, pumping his fist.
"THANK YOU BEYONCE!!" the students, excluding Megumi and Yuta, cried out.
"SALMON!" Inumaki yelled alongside them, wanting to be included.
⤷ | "Hey! What's wrong?" Bard asks, bringing Finny and the portrait along.
"Our guest! Something happened!" she sputters, waving them over.
Groaning in pain, Damiano opens one eye only to see that ghostly face over the picture again. He gasps, eyes widening as it began speak to him, smiling.
"And now you lose one leg in the enchanted forest."
"Aah... So that's it. I was thinkin' that the bloke was insane," Bard hums in understanding, rubbing his nape.
"But then again, Sebastian would never unknowingly invite someone so unstable to meet the master," Finny adds, raising his pointer finger.
"Finny would be correct," Sebastian nods. "I always do a through check of the visitors documents, including medical, to ensure the safety of the guest and master."
Rubbing his temples, Sakura (wind breaker) blanches, "If y'all are so afraid of someone hurting him, then just don't invite anyone to your home."
"Oh, you poor summer child. No noble can survive high society without making personal connects," Maomao (apothecary diaries) shakes her head. "But you would probably know that best."
⤷ | Practically throwing himself to the ground, Damiano hurriedly crawls away on all fours.
The servants watch him in utter bewilderment. With her arm held out, Mey-Rin meekly trails off, "Sir... Um, sir...come back."
"........"
Blinking owlishly, Loid thinks: What am I supposed to think about this scene?? Despite his experience, he has never seen such a lack of dignity before.
"I suggest we move on from this....deeply disturbing scene...." Kusuo deadpans.
⤷ | Grunting with every movement, Damiano makes his way to the hallway of the servant quarters. He glances back nervously, only to be met with Sebastian's pant leg.
He looks up only to see Sebastian looking down upon him with a dark smile. "Surely you aren't leaving the manor yet, sir," Sebastian bemused. "We haven't given you the full Phantomhive treatment yet... We still have to serve dessert."
Damiano scrambles away only for Sebastian to follow leisurely behind him. "You've lost a leg, remember? Now you can only move half the number of spaces. So why not just relax a bit and make yourself at home?"
"Dessert?" Charmy (black clover) swivels her head.
"Food should be the least of your worries during this scene," Yuno sighs, wearing a judgmental look.
Haruhi let out a long sigh. "They both sadists..."
"Like master, like servant, I suppose," Kyouya (Ouran) hums.
"And the servants don't seem to mind!" Haruhi further insists.
"Why would they? They get paid to do the bare minimum, to not fuck up the house. They have designated living spaces. They're allowed to not give a shit," Reigen waves off, hands on his hips.
⤷ | Eventually, he manages to crawl to a door and get inside. Leaning against the door, Damiano wipes away his sweat, cursing, "Damn, it's too dark." But he freezes, hearing footsteps approaching. Stumbling back, his back hits something solid. "Is this a cupboard?" Groping around, he crawls in just as Sebastian enters the room.
Pushing against the wall above him, he groans, "Damn... These are really tight quarters." When he puts his arm down, he touches something squishing. Raising his hand to his nose, he asks himself, "What's this? It smells like sugar."
"Sugar?" Gon frowns, tilting his head.
"A cupboard.....tight.....sugar.... Oh dear," Shinobu gasps, covering her mouth.
"What? What is it?" Mitsuri yips anxiously.
Ayanokoji (cote) sighs, "Let's just be grateful that the younger kids aren't here yet."
⤷ | Suddenly, the small space lights up. Damiano flinches as a slot opens to reveal a familiar pair of reddish-brown eyes peering through. "What an impatient guest we have," Sebastian hums in mock disappointment. "You couldn't even restrain yourself until the dessert was out of the oven."
As the flames rise, the heat waves distort Damiano's panicked expression. "The...the oven?! Open up...! Please open the door!" He bangs against the door, unaware that it was futile, a latch was keeping him in and Sebastian was his only way out.
"Oh my spirits...." Katara gasped, eyes wide, covering her mouth. In the past, she'd only burned her hands, she couldn't imagine the pain of a full body burn.
Todoroki and Zuko flinch at this scene, their facial scars tingling.
Iruma wails, "He's burning him alive!"
"Hm. I wouldn't say burnt, but more of a slow roast, if you will," Sebastian corrects.
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT IRUMA-SAMA'S INTELLIGENCE!!" Asmodeus roars, getting held back by his classmates.
"He offended you, and you took it to the next level." Gen (dr. stone) gave Ciel a curt nod in acknowledgement, "I'll give respect where respect is due."
⤷ | Sebastian steps away from the oven, raising his hand to his temple. He puts on a false weary look. "Perhaps the Italians aren't familiar with our customs... There's plum pudding... Mincemeat pie... There are many traditional desserts in England that make use of meat... I find them all quite tasty."
The sane audience members collectively shuddered at the implication.
"A human baked in a pie? That sounds delicious!" Power declares, clapping her hands. "I demand you make this for me!"
⤷ | Eyes wide and desperate, Damiano lets out incomprehensible pleads just before Sebastian closes the slot.
"Your body is burnt by raging flames."
A bloodcurdling scream echoes through the night
Her face in her hands, Emma (tpn) peeks through the cracks between her fingers, whispering, "Is he d-dead?"
"No. The smell of burnt human flesh, as I'm told, is quite difficult to endure," Sebastian answers calmly.
"As you're told?! Shouldn't that be obvious?!" Astra screeches, eyes bulging out from his skull.
⤷ | Meanwhile, in the backyard was Finny and Bard, working the furnace. Looking up, Bard wonders, "What was that...? Someone screamed."
"Dunno... Oh...! Hi Sebastian!" Finny greets pleasantly.
Holding a tray in hand, Sebastian says with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work today... As a reward, how would you like some lemon meringue pie? The sugar will give you energy."
The pair gasped before running to him, hugging his legs in gratitude. "Pie for us, Sebastian?! You're such a nice person."
"You're not all bad! Who knew? Thank you so much, Sebastian!"
"Do you guys really not care about what just happened?" Goll (ror) insists, turning to the servants.
"Well, at the time, we didn't know what was going on..." Bard defends, shifting the cigarette in his mouth.
"And even if we did, Mr. Damiano wasn't a very good person," Finny adds, his expression and vibe shifting.
"He nearly got burned alive!" Goll (ror) presses, clenching her fist.
"He came to the manor, to our master with bad intentions. So its his fault he got hurt," Mey-Rin states before getting flustered by her sudden seriousness. ".....If you don't mind me saying so...."
⤷ | Sebastian sighs at their antics, leaving them with the dessert. But before he made his way back inside, he calls back, "Oh yes... and Bard...? A workman will be by in the morning... When he arrives, kindly let him know we'll be needing our oven throughly cleaned."
"Huh...? The oven?"
"You're still going to use that thing?" Aang frowns in disgust. "After all its been through?!"
"It would be a waste of money," Ciel retorts. "I can't throw away everything that gets used when my servants do their jobs properly."
"Their proper jobs?" Umemiya (wind breaker) repeats slowly in a questioning tone.
⤷ | Turning towards the manor, Sebastian remarks, "Mr. Damiano... I hope you enjoyed your stay and the Phantomhive family hospitality...all the way down to your bones."
Damiano is shown stumbling and limping away from the manor, letting out a pathetic cry, "Mamma miaaaa!"
"Is that even culturally appropriate?" Ryota (kakegurui) questions, only for no one to care.
"We'v got our results!" Yumeko (kakegurui) hums cheerly. "Ciel won!"
"Damn it," Joe (sk8) groans, searching his pockets. "I got no cash."
Holding out her hand, Yumeko replies evenly, "I'll take IOU's in the meanwhile."
And so, Joe begrudgingly gave her a scrap piece of paper with his signature, with the hope of never paying her back.
⤷ | From the drawing room, Ciel watches him through the window and lets out a light chuckle. "What an unattractive scream... He sounds almost like a pig taken off to slaughter." He scoffs, "What presumption! First, he sells the East Indian factory without telling me... And then he dares to ask for more money. Did he think to retain my trust?"
"Retain his trust, squeeze whatever he can out of the poor kid, then run off and live his happy ending," Yuuichi (tomodachi game) lists off with his fingers. "Yeah, pretty much."
"An audacious plan, but fair," Irina (ass-class) comments.
⤷ | Ciel moves his game piece to the finish, but he pauses and knocks the piece onto its side. He leans back into his chair. "I'm afraid once something is truly lost... one can never get it back again."
"His words are sooo beautiful!" Misa gushes, bobbing her head. "I totally agree."
"Good observation," Light complements. So she's not a total bimbo....
⤷ | Walking down the main stairway, Sebastian stops to look at the wall where the frame hung. "It would appear we'll be needing to hang new wallpaper as well..."
He turns to look at the main entrance area. It transforms from cold and lifeless to warm and familiar. A young Ciel sits on the rug, playing with his toys. "Mama! Papa!" he calls.
Sitting on a green loveseat, the couple from the portrait sat across from him, a dog laying by their feet.
I miss Hana and Aoi.... Sakamoto (sakamoto days) sighs miserably.
"What a lovely family!" Tohru (fruits basket) chirps.
Wearing a half-lidded expression, Ciel couldn't help but think: Which one of us is in this scene? Ciel? Or his spare?
⤷ | Sebastian walks into frame. And with a snap of his fingers, the scene dissipates from reality. Cold, dull, reality With a blank expression, Sebastian hums, "The new head of the Phantomhive estate... Huh." Wearing a small smirk, he walks off. Once out of frame, the screen fades to black.
Black Butler: His Butler, Able
"It's over!" Hinata (haikyuu) exclaims, throwing himself into his seat.
"When are we getting our promised intermission?! I wanna speak to your manager!" Sokka demands, pointing to the speakers accusingly.
There is a moment of silence before the speakers turn on. Bing!
"Intermission starts now," the speakers rumble.
"Oh for fucks sake! Finally!" Leorio throws his hands in the air, making a move to stand up.
"This is utterly idiculousray!" Gen (dr. stone) complains. "They're working us like dogs!"
"Nah," Senku (dr. stone) shakes his head. "Dogs complain more. We're more like fetus catuses."
"Like I'm supposed to know what that is..." Gen sighs, deadpanning.
Raising his pointer finger, Senku adds, "Commonly referred to as a domesticated house cat."
"Ok! Ok! We get it, you're smart!" Ginro (dr. stone) huffs childishly. "No need to rub it in..."
