After Bard had almost blown the kitchen up for the third time this week- today being Monday- Sebastian cleared out the servants, preparing Ciel's dinner himself. No arduous task for a demon, after all, he's simply one hell of a butler. He is, however, not immune to your unrelenting pestering.

His temper frays when you ask him yet another question; why he's chopping leaks a certain way. Why this- why that-

"Enough," he finally barks, a flicker of fuchsia sparking in his eyes, "Enough."