You had always hated your father, the head butler of the Trancy household, Claude Faustus with all your being. He was cold, he was emotionless, and he couldn’t give a care in the world about you, treating you how he treats his master. Which prompted you to leave the Trancy household and work at the Phantomhive household. After explaining you were Claude’s biological child, making you half demon, Ciel and you had bonded over a mutual hatred against your father.

And today was one of those days. Your father made Ciel uncomfortable since the demon butler was more focused on his soul for dinner rather than Alois’ which in turn made him want to rip his scalp out.

“That demon is bloody sick in the head. Honestly, he should keep his eyes on his master instead of looking at me.”

Ciel complained. You nodded in silent agreement. Your father was nothing short of uncomfortable. You honestly wanted to slap the glare straight from his face and yell at him for hours on end. He made you so enraged and disgusted that you wanted to dunk him in holy water yourself and watch him die with a sadistic smile on your face. It sounded appealing, honestly.

Ciel appreciated your quietness and your more calm demeanor you inherited from Claude. He supposed the only one thing right that demon did was somehow help make you with someone, and he couldn’t be more grateful. He was close with you, as ashamed as he is to admit it. But you were good company.

“I feel bad for you, that you have a father like him, you know. I’d be upset if my father was him as well.”

He said, watching a smile spread to your lips while you giggled.