hisbutler_bound | Nevermore Tasks 007

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Nevermore Tasks 007

Good morning, Astringendum, [It's early in the morning, around seven-thirty a.m. Sebastian's already up, even though he never went to sleep.]

Mister Alphonse Elric, I trust you fare well. Are preparations in order? I am inclined to offer any help I can to set up your upcoming party.

Finnian! I do hope you aren't sleeping in. Duties began an hour ago. Please be careful, but I am asking you to set the dinning table for breakfast. I will join you shortly after rousing our young lord.

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[And to ~~molest~~pet his cat]

[A soft sigh.]

... Sebastian.

[Let's call him by his first name in retort]

Alphonse.

[Wince. Not fair.]

... honestly. What is it that you want?

[Oh, he'll say it softly this time for ruining his fun]

Just a little space to possibly barter some of my master's baked goods, Alphonse.

[Al will grit his teeth. Sebastian, he is not amused. So very, very, not amused, but he'll try not to show it.]

That's all?

[Head tilt, smiling quite brightly]

A small moment with one of your cats. [Wait, how does Sebastian know about his cats. He hasn't seen them yet, has he? stalkerstalkerstalker]

[Goddamn stalker. Of course, he has a few that hang around here and there, but there's only one that he actually keeps. That sweet, fluffy white one, and he loves her much more than one would generally love even the sweetest pet. She's been with him almost since the beginning, after all. Had her since she was a kitten.

... but he knows Sebastian would never hurt a cat.]

... I guess I don't see the harm in bringing Kitty along.

[Kitty. What an appropriate name. He would never name a cat himself, as the one at home is merely refered to as Her. But that's clear hesitation he hears in his voice, and it delights him. It's hard not to twinge the corners of his lips up. Still, if he must affirm it to get what he wants, then he'll say it]

I won't harm her.

I know the truth of that.

[He doesn't sound particularly happy, but Kitty would probably enjoy the extra attention, and he can't see why not.]

I'll bring her to the park while I set up. I have a few things to transmute.

You sound unwilling, Alphonse. Do you not want me to touch her?

[Oh, but now his curiousity is perked. Definition of trasmute: to change or alter in form, appearance, or nature and especially to a higher form. But the way he uses it, sounds natural]

May I watch this, transmute?

She'd like the extra petting, probably. She's a love-sponge like that, and she always did like you.

[Probably bribery with treats and chinscratches. Hmph.]

If you like.

Then I would be more than delighted to have her grace my presence.

[Sebastian can provide that and more. Ciel doesn't know it yet, but he's so growing catnip in his back yard. It makes a good tea after all]

I would like to.

... Okay.

[Al hmn's, and though he doesn't seem happy, he doesn't seem unhappy either. It's like he can't figure Sebastian out.]

Have I offended you again, Mister Alphonse Elric?

No.

[... dammit, don't make him miss you, Sebastian.]

Good, I am glad. It would not be my intention to offend you. [At least not to day]

I'd prefer it if you were closer to your true nature around me, though.

[So he'll remember why you're a bastard and he can't allow you close, of course.]

Unfortunately, my master does not permit me of that. Besides, I am merely one hell of a butler, Mister Elric.

I know exactly what you are.

[There was a note of bitterness there. No, Sebastian. He doesn't trust you, and won't.]

I am quite aware of it, Alphonse.

[He notes the bitterness, eyes peeling over to something a little more sinister. He wants to know why. Why did he favor this one before?]