What have you done now!

[no_souls_here]

WHO: Ciel, Grell, Luke/Luke's Cheagle, Ilforte Granz; CLOSED
LOCATION: The Kitchens
WEEK: 61
TIME: Midday
WHAT:  Sebastian has left unfinished business and Ciel is left to his own devices in his absence. He's gone to the kitchens to fulfill Grell's request while simultaneously trying to babysit a Cheagle.
RATING: F for Frickin' Hilarious. Probably

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Having kicked down Sebastian's door earlier, he couldn't find the damn demon anywhere. Hands on his hips with his robes slinking down near his elbows, he had sensed his disappearance. Huffing a little, his body slinking along the hallways in a huffy manner. He better not have skimped out on their date. Okay, so maybe he wasn't going to be a date, but it was important and at this rate Grell was falling far from grace and wasn't going to be as civil as a lady as he should be.

Figuring he may as well get a snack for being so good, his fingers flipped his hair over his shoulder, heading inside the kitchen with a startled blink, fingers curling in the air, "Ciel Phantomhive?"

[not_a_dreck]

[It was only the hair. Master was nowhere near as nice to him as this one is! Rest on the man's knee watching the smaller one move around the kitchen.]

Mieu! Mieu!

[Oh, oh, he watched the servants do this back home! Hops onto the table and slowly pushes the sugar bowl towards Ciel. No, he didn't know how to cook but at some point someone always reached for the sugar! Sits down beside it and stares up at the child.]

[no_souls_here]

[Looking down at Mieu]

I thought I told you--

[It wasn't worth it, and as of yet the cheagle wasn't being a total nuissance, so he'd allow it to remain there.]

Sebastian [Ciel's tone grew noticeably icy] What ever gave you that impression? I was the one that offered services did I not? [Yes, this was supposed to be Sebastian's job.. but the bugger had managed to evade it. Neither of them were happy about it.]

[Finally, getting past the greasing part, he lifted the recipe and read the next instruction. With an audible huff he began mixing this and that into a bowl. The sugar came in handy afterall. Looking towards Mieu he smirked and whispered to it]

You're not as useless as some people. meaning Grell

[Mixing in the flour served to be tricky as he scooped out the amount a little more vigorously than intended sending a plume of white particles wafting into the air, covering the front of his specially tailored clothes as well as giving his hair a light dusting]

...

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[His fingers curled into the air with a bit of the squeeze. Whoops, he hadn't had as big as a hold as he had thought of. Heels clacked onto the ground in a dramatic slide off the table, walking on over towards Ciel to literally hover over him while he was baking.

A gloved finger pressed against his lower lip, inspecting what he was doing. At least this looked familiar, though he had never really paid attention to Sebastian as much as he paid attention to Sebastian himself.]

Aw, how cute. You're just a helpful little darling aren't you~ ♥

[Blinking down at Ciel's white all over him, old habits kicked in, pulling a small brush from his breast pocket and started whisking it off him, lightly. So many times he himself had made a mess of himself while trying to cook for a certain Aunt.]

[not_a_dreck]

[His ears drooped at the icy stare from the tiny human. B-but they do always go for the sugar! D8]

Mi...

[He peeps and continues to STARE at the child. B| He knew you'd go for the sugar kid. 8D Yay more praise!]

Mie- ... [Waves his paws at the small one. T-that's an awful lot of white stuff you're scooping up... DDDD8 Flour cloud!]

Nniieeuuu...

[8C Poor dusty little human.]

Rofl XD Mieu is so cute!

[no_souls_here]

[So much about this day was just weird. Grell dusting him off was another one of those things. He muttered a curt thank you. He really should encourage positive behavior.]

[Mieu's warnings went unheeded obviously]

The next step is to pour the batter into the pans..

[He said more to himself than anything. Grell looming was not helpful....]

Why don't you go back and sit over there?

He is xD

[bloodycinematic]

[He pokes a finger into the side of Ciel's cheek to wipe the flour off then looks up at the oven. Isn't that suppose to be on by now?]

Because my cake is over here.

[Straightening his back, he idly rolls his hair back over his shoulder, chest slightly puffed out with a little smirk]

But I suppose I can trust you, seeing as you are without your butler and possibly unguarded.

[Exit to the table with a saunter, turn heel, plop onto table, legs cross. Perfect acting]

[not_a_dreck]

[It's okay little human. It doesn't look that dry. Points to the bowl and waves at the little chief as if encouraging him to keep going. 8D You can do it dusty human!]

Mieu. Mieu!

[Nudges the pan towards him then plops back down on the table.]

[no_souls_here]

[The oven was on.... so if it isn't now something has gone horribly wrong. Grell's verbal and physical response gets only an eye-roll from Ciel.]

I'm baking a cake, Grell, not performing surgery on your poocheyena. You don't have to be quite so dramatic.

[Feeling the pan graze one of his hands Mieu reminds him to get back to work. Gently he lifted the heavy bowl, dropping it back on the counter as quickly as he'd tried to raise it up]

It's so heavy!!!

[His gaze darted over to look at Grell, subtly over his shoulder. Good. He didn't seem to notice... trying once more the Ciel managed to dump the hard substance into the waiting pans]

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[Tapping his fingers against the table, he turned around just in time to miss a certain thump of a dropping, tilting his head in curiousity. Mieu is so cute and his helping, he nearly squees over it]

At least it smells good from here. [Lashes batting lightly, he rests a hand into his cheek, bending over his own long legs with a cheeky grin]

Can I lick the spoon when you're done with it?

[not_a_dreck]

[His ears stick up in fear and his fur fluffs before he gives shudder at the sight of that... that CLUMP. W-what the heck was it? Maybe the little chief was making a potion and not food? D8 Are potions supposed to be so dry?!]

Nnn...

[Tiny displeased sounding coo. His ears droop and he stares at it like it was some kind of sad sad sad creature.]

[no_souls_here]

[Glares at Mieu. The nonverbal commentary is not appreciated in the slightest.]

Hmm? The spoon.

[Notices that the spoon is... missing. Shrugs his shoulders, it must have fallen on the ground or something it's stuck in the batter.]

No. There's raw egg in this.

[Problem solved. Shoving the whole mess into the oven, he set the timer and looked at the frosting instructions. Hell, this would take forever. Tossing them aside he raids the fridge for frosting finding only a green tinted frosting. Not quite right for red velvet.... but it'll do. Problem is it's already on top of another dessert. Using a spatula to gently lift it off onto a tray... he leaves the other cake looking nekkid and sad.]

[Thinking nothing of it.. he places the tray on the counter next to Mieu. The other cake had been decorated to look like a grassy meadow complete with sugar flowers]

[bloodycinematic]

[Another lush pout as he sinks down more, his arms folding over his legs a little boredly. Sebastian might've let him lick the spoon, or so he wants to believe. Looking down at his hands, he peels off his gloves and sets them aside, filing the nails underneath while he's waiting.

Cakes take a while to bake, right? He raises his head and idly looks Ciel's over. Feel those boring eyes gazing into him]

So, when did he leave?

[Now he was wondering if Ciel even managed to get dressed properly on his own. He's blinking at that frosting. Uh, that's green.]

[not_a_dreck]

[Well it wasn't appreciated but at least he wasn't hissing at it and standing on his toes. Like he wanted to do. He scoots over towards whatever way his sitter walks. Master said to stay with him so he will be good and stay. B|

He doesn't budge until a plate of grass is set down beside him. Oh, what a good sitter the little human was being. His eyes seem to light up at the sight of it before he picks up one of the flowers.]

Mieu~

[Holds it up to his mouth and starts munching on it quickly. T-this tasted kinda funny... Not bad though! Nom nom nom~ ♥]

[no_souls_here]

[Sebastian, again?! Ciel nearly broke the spatula in half 'cept the kid didn't have near enough muscle strength to do it. Instead, he put the utensil down and turned his back toward Mieu, and returned Grell's stare.]

Who said anything about him leaving?

[Here's a discussion the Earl didn't wish to have. Maybe he could speed the whole baking process up with some kind of spell.... ]

[bloodycinematic]

[He was pretty sure his icing on the cake was going to be much smoother and much nicer than that green covered fiflth he had right there. But enough attention on him, time to put it back onto Ciel]

I barely sense him, but he could be hiding himself.

[Sniffing the air a little, he couldn't smell the cake yet]