Let me drag you deep into those that love you, adore you, and care for you
Characters: Birthday boy other_sights, hisbutlerbound & YOU
When: Forward dated to December 14th, Afternoon well into the evening.
Where: RANDOM WAREHOUSE GO.
Rating: PG-13 just cause. It's an open log people. Be gentle. We wouldn't want a guess of the Phantomhive getting stabbededed.
Summary: Sebastian creates a masterpiece out of a last minute party idea. It's Ciel's birthday!
The hunting was easy in order to provide the abundant amount of food he would require for at least the main courses and appetizers. Meat was a rarity so Sebastian had hunted well into the night upon the wastelands. On his arms he had carried bundle after bundle of meat that was safe to eat. The difficult part was cooking each to perfection the next morning slowly with such a limited oven.
With the most repaired warehouse he could find finally heated, the butler clapped his hands together. It was only a temporary solution. The heat wouldn't last long past midnight as the furnace would only burn so long. He would have to manipulate the fire throughout the night. Invitations had been sent out by Urahara and drapes of all sorts in royal blues had been collected from the manor. They would be returned of course later. Lights from candles burned from the nearly broken light fixtures from above, cheated and fixed. The power he had to use was draining, but a Phantomhive party could be no less. There is a rather long and wide carpet at the end of the warehouse that covers nearly a third of the entire floor. Ignore the fact for now that the floor seems rather chilly underneath.
The Phantomhive butler could be no less. The master was worth it, every step of the way, so the finest party with such limitations was the only thing he could give as a present.
When: Forward dated to December 14th, Afternoon well into the evening.
Where: RANDOM WAREHOUSE GO.
Rating: PG-13 just cause. It's an open log people. Be gentle. We wouldn't want a guess of the Phantomhive getting stabbededed.
Summary: Sebastian creates a masterpiece out of a last minute party idea. It's Ciel's birthday!
The hunting was easy in order to provide the abundant amount of food he would require for at least the main courses and appetizers. Meat was a rarity so Sebastian had hunted well into the night upon the wastelands. On his arms he had carried bundle after bundle of meat that was safe to eat. The difficult part was cooking each to perfection the next morning slowly with such a limited oven.
With the most repaired warehouse he could find finally heated, the butler clapped his hands together. It was only a temporary solution. The heat wouldn't last long past midnight as the furnace would only burn so long. He would have to manipulate the fire throughout the night. Invitations had been sent out by Urahara and drapes of all sorts in royal blues had been collected from the manor. They would be returned of course later. Lights from candles burned from the nearly broken light fixtures from above, cheated and fixed. The power he had to use was draining, but a Phantomhive party could be no less. There is a rather long and wide carpet at the end of the warehouse that covers nearly a third of the entire floor. Ignore the fact for now that the floor seems rather chilly underneath.
The Phantomhive butler could be no less. The master was worth it, every step of the way, so the finest party with such limitations was the only thing he could give as a present.