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[ronderotarel]

[Through the camera, Alois can be seen sitting on the table of a nice, spacious living room. He's idly kicking his legs mid-air and looks quite cheerful.]

So today I and Luca are moving in with Ciel! His Manor is so fucking huge he certainly cannot live in it all by himself. He'd get scared at night. [A giggle.] But today it's a very special day for him. It's his birthday! So all you people better come over at the Manor and say happy birthday to Ciel! If you do, I'll give you a slice of the cake I made. Luca helped me bake it! So it's delicious.

[Because everything Luca touches can only be delicious and perfect. For a minute, Alois idly rocks back and forth on the table, looking pensive. Then he smiles brilliantly at the camera once again.] So! For those of you who don't like cake, remember to say happy birthday to Ciel Phantomhive anyway. Or I'll fucking gut you. Understood?

[There are more giggles. Then the connection ends.]

Comments

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

That's great! I'll be over soon as soon as I get that present!

[ronderotarel.livejournal.com]

We'll be waiting. [Won't we, Ciel.]

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

[private;]

Someone like you who acts so human being a demon is rare. Most have no desire to retain or understand humanity and therefore reject it. You do not.

I suppose so.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Only when you do things without asking me first!

[ronderotarel.livejournal.com]

Alright alright, I'll remember to always ask for your permission then. Can I have the permission to eat, Ciel? Can I sleep? Can I fucking go pee? [Now he's being a brat.]

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

private;

Huh? Eh... I don't know. Thanks, but I'm just trying to do what I can. It's nothing special like that.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

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[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

[private;]

It is admirable. I doubt you understand how much so.

If I may ask... what kind of demon are you? Most have a special physical or magical ability that others do not. I assume, since it seems to be something most demons have, you probably have unnatural strength. All the ones on my world did. But that cannot be all, can it?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

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WHY DOES EVERYONE TALK AS THOUGH I AM NOT HERE?!

[ronderotarel.livejournal.com]

[And he's just going to HUFF. So many pride issues here.]

[ronderotarel.livejournal.com]

Because you say irrelevant things anyway.

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Is something wrong, Ciel? Did you get a bad present?

[disinheriting.livejournal.com]

Uh, well-- in your world. Do you know of Satan?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Yes, although all we know of him exists in lore -- the book of Enoch and Job in the bible specifically speaks of him. Demons here do not... say anything about it. Why?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

NO! I've never had any intention to celebrate it or make it into a huge ordeal! Why can't anyone just accept it?! I HATE my birthday!

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

[]

I've never liked it.

[ronderotarel.livejournal.com]

[Alois stares at the screen for a moment. There's a horrible tight feeling in his chest. He feels guilty. He only wanted to give Ciel a nice birthday, but now he realizes he's done it in the wrong way. He can't force his own way of thinking of Ciel, just like he couldn't force a dressing gown on Claude. If he wants to do something nice for him, he needs to do it in a way Ciel will appreciate.

That is why he shuts the camera and hurries back to the living room. Ciel is standing with his back to him. Alois moves closer and tugs his sleeve.] Hey Ciel, you know what? I'm tired of this party bullshit. Let's go have tea. Rin can come too if you want him to. We can eat scones and you can teach me how to play chess. Just let's never mention birthdays again, okay? They're stupid anyway.