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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on May 30, 2009 20:33:29 GMT -5
Maylene, Finnian, Bardroy and Mr. Tanaka stood in a row before Ciel's desk. Ciel silently slid his hand over the intricate model house on his desk, delaying, enjoying their quiet terror. Sebastian was busy cleaning the library so Ciel used this free time to torture put his other servants to good use.
"I called you all here because there's been a problem that is constantly interrupting-" There was a howl and suddenly the naked form of a young man appeared clinging to the window behind Ciel's chair. Ciel's eye twitched in annoyance.
"There has been a problem with this thing constantly interupting..." He glared threateningly at the demon dog. "interu-" It howled again and Ciel sighed. "interrupting my work! He's like this until he catches sight of Sebast- (a howl) - ian. I want you four to start a daily walking routine to keep him out of my hair. That's an order."
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Post by Randomman on May 30, 2009 20:58:24 GMT -5
“Yes, My Lord!” Finnian burst out into cheer as Badroy joined the over exited gardener help move/drag the demon pup outside. The slight peace was soon broken by the sound of crashing glass and other prized Phantomhive estate decorations being thrown into chaos.
“Wahhh Pluto! Be a good boy!” Finnian cried. "Kyun kyun!" A crash coming from the kitchen can be heard. Bardory's cursing can be heard to follow. “NOOO NOT THE FOOD!” More thrashing and yelling can be heard across the hallways. “Pluto! You messed up your best suit!!!” "Kyun!!" “WHAT ABOUT THE DINNER I SLAVED OVER FOR HOURS!!?” "Kyun!" “Wahhh Pluto not on the carpet!” "Kyun! kyun!!!, kyun!!" The cook is crying.
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Post by puppy444219 on May 30, 2009 22:20:49 GMT -5
Meylene nodded at Ceil's iinstructions, her hair bobbing up and down. She replied "Yes, My Lord" With Finny, and followed after both him and Bard, to take care of Pluto.
Mr. Tanaka continued to drink his tea, laughing innocently (?) "Hohoho..."
"Pluuuto!" Meylene fell to the ground, after trying to catch the dog/man. Her eyes spun in her glasses.
Mr. Tanaka continued to watch "Hohoho..."
(X__X)
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Post by Randomman on May 30, 2009 22:47:11 GMT -5
“Kyun! Kyun!” The hyper demon mutt barked happily as he continued his chaotic run out into courtyard . “Ah ha! Gotcha!” Finny smiled in glee as he managed to connect the chain to Plutos collar. “Now let’s go for a walk! Hehehehe” The poor dog struggles to stay on its feet as the super human gardener rushes out with above average human speed. Pluto lets out a sorrowful moan. “Yah that’s a good boy!” Meanwhile the cook clutches the burnt masterpiece. It crumbles into ash. “It was prefect…”
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Post by puppy444219 on Jun 1, 2009 0:17:04 GMT -5
Now that Pluto was, more-or-less taken care of by Finny, Meylene went back to cleaning.
She was innocently washing up the bathroom, when she glanced in the mirror. Up, where the wall meets the roof was.........
a spider.
Meylene's eyes narrowed behind her glasses. She didn't like spiders.
So she reached behind her, and picked up a bottle of body mist (That being the first thing within reach)
She jumped up, and sprayed.
Yet that stupid, stupid spider refused to fall so she could squish it!
Sighing, Meylene tried again, but it continued to move around, out of her way.
Eventually, Meylene gave up. She ran from the bathroom, to the dining room, stole a chair and ran back. Grabbing a wad of tissue, she jumped onto the chair, and squished that darn spider.
She flushed it right away, and moved to jump from the chair, at the same time inhaling a TON of of smelling mist.
Gagging, she pulled the chair back to the dining room and went back to work.
((XDDD
This. Totally just happened to me.
And let me tell you.
Melon/Cucumber body mist tastes HORRID
XDD
But Spider is dead.))
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Post by Sebby on Jun 1, 2009 1:01:07 GMT -5
Well, it looks like my work will never be done here. Sebastian calmly cleans up the mess Pluto left behind while Ciel watches impatiently. "Hmph, to clean up the mess this beast left, I'd rather a cat lived here". Meanwhile, although the spider incident seemed to be isolated, it was actually part of Greil's spider army to take over the Phantomhive mansion. Sebastian knew in the back of his mind that the mansion was not as it should be. However, realizing that lunch time was approaching and the schedule must be kept, Sebastian went to replace the food the American tried to make.
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 1, 2009 1:17:39 GMT -5
"Woof."
A cat? It was much more fun watching Sebastian be annoyed by this dog.
He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his ring pensively. Was that a spider on his ceiling? Sebastian really was slipping today. He sighed and stood up heavily. I'll just have him take care of it later. His cane tapped as he walked down the stairs to the main room. Suddenly Maylene crashed from a nearby ladder, when did that get there?, and landed in a heap of petticoats in front of him. He blushed and turned away. "Be careful! What do you think you're-" He realized Maylene was wielding a shoe and looked up to see the ceiling completely covered in spiders.
"Sebastian!"
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Post by S. Holmes on Jun 1, 2009 10:12:05 GMT -5
Grell Sutcliff skipped about the roof of the Phantomhive estate, his luscious red hair blowing seductively behind him as he sucked his thumb, lost in daydreams. "Sebas-channn..OoooOh!," he sang to himself. He blushed redder than the coat that hung loosely off his shoulder, an army of little creepy wiggly spiders slipping out of his coat pocket and snatching in through the roofs of the dark and illustrious mansion.
"Oh I hope my darling Romeo loves my little wedding present! Ohh Sebbas-channn!" He skipped away giggling.
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Post by Randomman on Jun 1, 2009 16:29:29 GMT -5
Bardory’s grieving for the loss of his perfect dish had to wait. For now a much greater threat had dared to weave its web in his domain. “Come on yah you little eight legged bastards!” He lights his smoke as he cradles his prized flamethrower like a newborn baby. The spiders poured out of the kitchen, from every nook and cranny, legs and fangs extended, and he cut through them mercilessly. The blaze of the burnt arachnids made a sweat sound of hissing and popping by the great heat. They were more like little exploding balloons as the flames licked them up. Bard sucked in the mist of his light and the burning ash of his prey, giving a flavor to his bloodlust. It burned and numbed his tongue like a drug: the taste of the first blood.
Bards view was obscured by a blur of cyanic armor: a spider on his head, clawing at the cook’s head. A second one leaped onto the American’s back. He bellowed as he brought a the fireplace prod (don’t ask me why he was one in the kitchen DX) into play, burning each in turn to the floor to be splattered by his boot.
The thrill of the fight rose into like a dose of stimulants pumped into him, and he accelerated towards the flames of battle.
Another indigo wave of spideys descended on him in defense of their new home. There was an uncanny precision to their ranks as they erupted from the ceiling and floors, ebony talons and stingers flashing, but their strategies were ground underfoot and dissolved under fire. They were unable to slow him as he charged, prod and torch blazing, adorned with fountains of ichor.
He roared down the kitchen in a roar of resinous broken webs. Still the creatures tore at him, leaped at him, scrabbled for a clawhold on his apron. Mandibles gaped at his view, the fangs within gnawing ineffectually. Bard’s eyes widened with pleasure as the attackers were demolished with a the flick of a finger, the flex of an arm. The cook could not be contained, crashing into spiders ranks in search of its heart.
Brad paused, his blood roiling. He gazed across the rows of freshly laid eggs as the throng of spiders moved to surround him.
The queen stood at the kitchen’s center, her bloated cerulean body suspended from the from the kitchens interior structure by thick, viscous bands of webbing. She turned her head to face him, her cowl flared and fangs distended. Her soldiers slithered beneath and above her, all turning to face the giant intruder who stood rocking in the debris. Despite their intelligence, their mobilized numbers, they could not save her from the ignoble intruder.
It was over in seconds.
Bard roared at her spineless majesty as the burst of flames kissed her in the throat, thorax, and abdomen. The queen shuddered and fell. Bardory savored the moment, his head pounding. The webbing still held, her legs thrashing in staccato agony, until a round of fire brought it all down. There was no need to need to bother with the queen any longer; he dispassionately turned away. The spiders froze, regarding the lethal intruder with cool, calculated awe. The silence may have lingered, had Bard refrained from torching the entire swarm, royal web, brunt queen, and all.
Their hesitation shattered, the spiders retrenched to move behind him, scurrying to protect the fetal queens in the closest cupboard. Bard chased them well like spiders, letting them lead him to their spawn. As the droons embraced them, or tore the young free of the resins to carry them out of the cooks range, he roared like a lion and brought them all down.
Oily smoke bellowed through the encrusted kitchen, and the cries of the tortured eight legged intruders fed the flames.
(Holy cakes. Bards like a 17/18th century Rambo XD *The spider backs up close to boiling pot of hot water* spider: This is madness! The cook grins as he cocks his head. Brad: Madness? THIS IS PHANTOMHIVE HOUSE! >XD *he flicks the spider into the steaming pot of waterz.*:3 the kitchen was now free of spiders... and everything else
or something XD )
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 1, 2009 17:02:25 GMT -5
A huge explosion was heard and a ball of flames and smoke erupted from the kitchen, sending a gust of hot wind passed Ciel and Maylene.
"..."
American war cries could be heard from the kitchen.
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Post by S. Holmes on Jun 1, 2009 17:55:31 GMT -5
Grell looked up as a huge cloud of black smoke puffed out the kitchen's chimney and covered his lustrous white face and shimmering red hair. He was so startled that he stepped forward blindly, a crunch caught beneath his boot.
"My babies!" he cried, cradling the smooshed spider to his cheek. he lowered his green eyes and gnashed his teeth together. Someone would play and pay dearly for this. He reached into his coat, whipping out the scythe he customized so lovingly and ripped the chord so that the chainsaw choked and startled to life. he giggled, immediately distracted.
"Oh, I shall make some lovely topiary for my Sebbas-chann!" he skipped over the rooftops, chainsaw in hand, singing.
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Post by puppy444219 on Jun 1, 2009 21:47:26 GMT -5
While all this happened, Mr. Tanaka sat drinking his tea. The spiders seemed to completely ignore him and went around where he sat.
"Hohoho."
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 2, 2009 1:02:01 GMT -5
Sebastian quickly abandoned his masters schedule and rushed to protect him from the ocean of spiders. He grabbed Ciel by the waist and jumped through the ceiling and landed outside.
Grell sings happily as he clips heart shaped topiaries
"Sebaschan!!" Stars light his eyes.
"Please, carve only skulls in to the bushes, the manor grounds are no place for hearts."
"But.. but"
His eyes begin to water. "I thought you didn't like my skulls!"
"Sebastian, I wanted you to take care of the spiders."
Grell looks wide-eyed and tucks in an escaping spider, hiding it from the bossy little lord.
"Yes, my Lord" Sebastian bows deeply, grabs Pluto and rushes to the maonr.
Grelle pets the spider and sings it a lullabye*
Ciel stands in the garden looking puzzled. Well, he is one hell of a butler so..
Sebastian sicks Pluto on the spiders. Being one hell of a butler, while in the mansion he grabs a tea set and serves tea to the young master outside.
Grell squeals and grabs the spider, hightailing it out of the garden, he climbs a high ladder and watches Pluto as he totters in the trees... my babies.
There's another explosion from inside the manner and Ciel's eyes narrow with mild annoyance. "Sebastian, avenge Madam Red!"
"Yes, my lord." Sebastian rushes over to the trees prepared to fight.
Grell looks down at Sebastian in terror and whimpers, his face red and his lashes batting coyly in terror and in true, adoring love.
Sebastian grabs a pair of hedge clippers he left by the garden and gracefully jumps on top of the tree. With one swoop Sebastian cuts a locke of Grells red flowing hair in half and lands triumphently on the ground.
Ciel's face twists into disgust and he drops him before wiping his hands on his pant legs as if he'd just touched some rather stinking garbage.
Grell screams a little... "oww" and rubs his head... he looks around desperatly.. Will.. William?
He tries to crawl away through the bushes, secretly hoping Sebaschan will manhandle him.
"What does the young master wish me to do with Grell?" Sebastian asks.
"Get him to remove the spiders. The mansion is in bad enough a state with out an excuse for Bard to use that infernal flame thrower. It's getting too close to tea time."
Grell ooks desperatly from Sebastian to Ciel.
"Yes, my lord" Sebastian drags Grell by his arms and dumps him in the middle of the mansion. "Clean up this mess you left"
"Ohhh..." Grell gets a bit too excited and kneels before Sebastian... "...but sebbaschannn I dont know how... they're so tiny and fast... fast i tell you!" He begs.
Sebastian sighs "Like you in bed, Ill have to take care of it myself in that case" Sebastian works as fast as he can, all that can bee seen is a quick flash now and then.
"I'm fast in bed? You want me to go slower?"
Ciel looked rather disgruntled.
Grell sits on the floor seductively, whimpering and biting his thumb, one shoulder peaking out from his red coat... but Sebaschann
Ciel shuddered. "Just kill him."
Whimpers and begs.
((posted with Sebastian and Grell... ))
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Post by puppy444219 on Jun 2, 2009 15:35:36 GMT -5
Now that the spider incident was taken care of, Maylene was in the kitchen placing the lunch that had been prepared onto trays. She slipped the tray onto a cart, so she was less likely to drop/break anything.
"Ah!" She patted a closed fist into her open palm, "Young Master's wine! Can't forget that!"
She turned, going towards the cupboard, her feet twisting --- and she tripped. Fell flat on her face.
With an ominous sound, the crack on her glasses spread.
"Ouch." Maylene paid no mind to falling, and got right back up. She made her way to the cupboard carefully, and reached in to grab the wine
--Instead, her fingers grasped a bottle of Bard's hard liquor.
But she didn't realize it, since her glasses were in worse shape.
She quickly poured a cup, humming to herself, placed the bottle away, then took the food out for the Young Master.
((XDDD Teehee))
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Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Jun 2, 2009 15:43:47 GMT -5
Ciel leaned back on the chair that Sebastian had provided for him along with the tea and looked over somewhat suspiciously at Maylene. No cake fallen off of it's plate, no chipped glass, no mess in general on his lunch tray. Highly unusual. He shrugged, maybe Sebastian was finally having some influence on his other- his thoughts were cut short by another crash inside the mansion. He grimaced and reached for the wine and downed it all in one swig before coughing harshly. "What is this? -cough-French?"
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