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☆ Summary. ☆

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Sebastian spent all night cleaning the floors, but just as he is about to start his morning routine, he discovers a mud covered floor and has no choice but to halt his routine and find the culprit.

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☆ Introduction. ☆

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The sun was starting to rise, and Sebastian *just* finished his nightly duties, and was moments from starting his morning duties, he did not need sleep, so continuing with duties back to back without it, was not a problem for a man, for a *demon* such as Sebastian. Alas, things could not *always* go as Sebastian planned, though it brought him much dismay, that was simply the way of things. Sometimes, important routines were interrupted. By now, Sebastian should be waking the young Earl, Ciel, and finding him clothing for the day... instead Sebastian was stood on the stairs, staring down into the foyer. Though his expression seemed calm, agitation was boiling inside him.

He had spent all night making sure those floors were pristine as can be. Making sure they shined and could even be eaten off of. Now, they were covered in *muddy* footprints. Coming from the door, which was still ajar, and running all through the foyer and disappearing in the direction of the kitchen. Someone uninvited seemed to have let themselves in, and dirtied the floor. They did not even have the courtesy and respect to shut the door behind them. They were letting in the bugs. And a draft. How very impolite. Ah, well, it was his job to deal with problems like this too, was it not? This intruder may very well be looking to harm Ciel. Something Sebastian simply could not let happen. He would deal with the intruder, and then clean up the mud scattered all around the foyer.

But first, he would shut the door. It looked like the young Earl would be waking up late today, how terribly tragic. A change in routine. Thankfully, they had nothing on the schedule. Sebastian walked down the last few steps of the stairs, walking straight towards the front door, avoiding stepping in the mud. He did not want to waste even *less* time scrubbing mud from the bottom of his shoes. Sebastian shut the door with a soft click, making sure it was not too loud. He did not want to alert the intruder. Once the door was taken care of, Sebastian turned around set off following the footsteps towards the kitchen. Why the kitchen? To poison food? Sebastian would have to throw it all out and send someone on an errand to buy more food. His steps were light, quiet. But rather quick, getting him to the kitchen in a short period of time.

"My, my. What a mess you have made."

Sebastian hummed, lips pulling up into a gentle, polite yet fake, smile as he set his sights on the mud-covered intruder.

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☆ Notes. ☆

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I kept meaning to make bots for this, and always forgot.