Claude is a good boy. Sebastian knows that. Claude knows it too. He just hates admitting it.

Yeets the curtains open. “Rise and shine, Young Master.”

“But you must, you have quite the schedule today.~” He’s much too happy about having to wake the boy. Suffer like the rest of England.

“Good day.”

Covers? Yanked off. “Despite you social status, my lord, even you have obligations, do you not?”

“......Young master, you do this every day and I have said nothing of it the past few days, however you will fall behind on your studies and if we do not intervene now, these shenanigans will cut into the time you spend on you duties as the head of the company as well.”

Of course the smug asshole did. Look at this smug man pull up breakfast just like that. “Today I have prepared a large apple dulce de leche pancake. Made of soft apples with a hint of tartness to balance out a bittersweet caramelized crust, spurred on by a rich dulce de leche.”

Picks all three of the @DaemonTriplets up at once. “....I’m adopting them. Say hi mother.”

Yeets a cushion at @noraidu “We have kids.”

Tfw Ciel calls you father in the GC and it scars you for life.

DON’T EVER—

He has spotted a dude with a birb beak mask...For fuck’s sake, is he back in the middle ages amongst plague doctors?

Plague doctor masks are horribly out of fashion but okay.

I disagree. It was so far beneath even subpar that they couldn’t even see the subpar level from where they were.

yeet guess who is here

“Why would I ever be an inconvenience?” He heard that from down the hall. Claude will have to explain that to him later, lest he be smacked.

His cheeks actually go a tad bit red at that. Oh? How nice. “Why thank you....?” How sweet of him, he adores Claude.

He is here.

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