"Can I dress you for the date tonight?" you asked so innocently and casually that the maids paused in whatever they were doing.

"If you wanted to see my body, you could just ask, you know," Clarence said, looking at you with a hint of amusement.

An hour later, you had already chosen his outfit. Clarence said nothing as you dressed him like a child.

Currently, you were trying—and failing—to tie his tie.

You were struggling. Whenever you thought you did it, it was a... questionable form.

Clarence just looked down at you as you huffed in annoyance, untying it and tying it again.

"I can just do it myself," he said quietly.