You have reached Ciel Phantomhive. If you have personal business with me, please leave a message. If we are not acquainted, please contact my Butler, Sebastian Michaelis, for all scheduled meetings and arrangements.
A Miss Sharon Rainsworth expressed a desire to call on you and your fiancee one afternoon for tea. I extended the invitation to both her and her personal attendant. I trust this is acceptable?
[He sounds slightly... off.] Sharon Rainsworth? [Trying out the name. Never heard it before.] I suppose I've nothing else to do around here... and Lizzie might enjoy it. And maybe if she made some friends, I wouldn't have to entertain her all the time.
I regret to inform you that the filter in place on Draco Malfoy's Dreamberry seems to have failed, the result of which was... a most interesting glimpse into his subconscious.
I am sure you would not wish to suffer the same. [The smile is evident in his voice] Shall I continue pursuing the matter?
The "Prince" sends his regards and would like to know if he would be welcome for dinner one evening soon. [There is obviously some humor, bordering on sarcasm when he refers to Bel by that title. Otherwise, of course Sebastian would use a more proper address like His Majesty]
[He receives this particular message while he's out... and he looks into the screen with some sort of skepticism] 'The prince'? Just who is this person?
[Wakey wakey, Sleeping Beauty. Edward Middleford is in town and he's left a lovey letter for you. It's the best thing to wake up to, don't lie.]
Ciel.
It seems I managed to catch you at a bad time, seeing as it's already noon and you're still in bed. You're lucky mother isn't here or she'd be awfully displeased. Seeing as you're in a coma, however, I'm willing to be a bit more forgiving.
But not by much.
Regardless, I would think it not too much to request an audience with your bedheadedness, Earl, and I would hope you have the decency to speak with me over tea, seeing as I've recently arrived in this ridiculous place.
Do make sure your hair is brushed when you do have tea with me. Also, make that butler of yours do something with his hair, it's a sight for sore eyes.
I'll see you once you awake from your nap, sleeping beauty.
[When Ciel gets home, there will be a little heart shaped box with his name written on it. Inside are little sugar cookies and a note in neat cursive, reading:
[Because Sebastian knows it's of dire import and something Ciel clearly would have an interest in--] Young master, I believe the unsightly pink flamingos have disappeared altogether.
I suppose I'll abandon my plans to find some use for them in the garden.
I thought when two were combined, in the proper placement, they look like a becoming pair - and incidentally, like two sides of a heart, which leads me to my plans pertaining to the garden. But I fear it's a moot point now.
Ah. Then it's fortunate that I removed them from your bedroom each morning before I drew the curtains. [Imagine the possibilities if he'd overlooked that little detail]
Every day I moved them to the shed out back, simply to get them out of the way, and the following morning they would reappear in your bed, inside the bureau, in the hallway - at times, even inside your bath tub. Strangest thing.
I would have preferred a warning, so that if I ever woke before morning to such an unpleasant surprise, that we wouldn't have another incident like the pumpkins.
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A Miss Sharon Rainsworth expressed a desire to call on you and your fiancee one afternoon for tea. I extended the invitation to both her and her personal attendant. I trust this is acceptable?
She seemed very amused at the prospect.
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Shall I respond on your behalf?
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I regret to inform you that the filter in place on Draco Malfoy's Dreamberry seems to have failed, the result of which was... a most interesting glimpse into his subconscious.
I am sure you would not wish to suffer the same. [The smile is evident in his voice] Shall I continue pursuing the matter?
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Would you like me to dispose of these... interesting clothes? [The remnants of his 1920's wardrobe]
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Yes. Do whatever you like with them. I won't be needing them anytime soon.
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The "Prince" sends his regards and would like to know if he would be welcome for dinner one evening soon. [There is obviously some humor, bordering on sarcasm when he refers to Bel by that title. Otherwise, of course Sebastian would use a more proper address like His Majesty]
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A LETTER TO CIEL FATTYHIVE, ON HIS NIGHTSTAND.
Ciel.
It seems I managed to catch you at a bad time, seeing as it's already noon and you're still in bed. You're lucky mother isn't here or she'd be awfully displeased. Seeing as you're in a coma, however, I'm willing to be a bit more forgiving.
But not by much.
Regardless, I would think it not too much to request an audience with your bedheadedness, Earl, and I would hope you have the decency to speak with me over tea, seeing as I've recently arrived in this ridiculous place.
Do make sure your hair is brushed when you do have tea with me. Also, make that butler of yours do something with his hair, it's a sight for sore eyes.
I'll see you once you awake from your nap, sleeping beauty.
~Edward Middleford
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'Have a happy Valentine's Day!
♥ Alice Pleasance Liddell']
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I suppose I'll abandon my plans to find some use for them in the garden.
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I thought when two were combined, in the proper placement, they look like a becoming pair - and incidentally, like two sides of a heart, which leads me to my plans pertaining to the garden. But I fear it's a moot point now.
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What in gods name were they doing in my BEDROOM?
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Every day I moved them to the shed out back, simply to get them out of the way, and the following morning they would reappear in your bed, inside the bureau, in the hallway - at times, even inside your bath tub. Strangest thing.
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I recalled your displeasure with the pumpkins and thought it best to dispose of them quietly.
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[Now he's just being difficult.]
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Something to consider for the next time.
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