There are many stories of the demon butler Sebastian ending up with a human, demon, angel, fallen, or other worldy being. But there is not one that has been completed to satisfy it's audience.
"Everything has a soul, Sebastian. Whether it's dead or...
The prison carriage trudged along the bumpy road. Ciel had his head down, eyes on the floor. Sebastian and Blavat were having at it, going back and forth, back and forth.
"Are you feeling alright, Lord Sirius?" Blavat asked, Ciel. The boy did not answer. "Struck down from high up in your seat as a distinguished Earl, and now branded as a serial killer headed straight for a jail cell. And all in one night." Sebastian cut in, "We could say the same of you, for falling from your perch as a charismatic fortune teller. You seem to be quite relaxed for a soon to be prisoner." Blavat laughed, "Nihaha! Well, this is a part of the job too, really." Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Is that so?" Sebastian chuckled, "My, I had no idea that framing someone else as the founder of a religious cult, and going as far as to get yourself imprisoned for it, was part of a fortuneteller's job." Ciel watched, an almost sad look on his face. He felt pitiful. He felt like a child. "But my divinations were correct, weren't they?" Blavat argued back, "Stars drawn off their orbit, attracted by a black hole, will forever wander in darkness, remember?" Sebastian chuckled, "Divination? Your 'divinations' are a hoax, only made believable because you target your victims after having gained information on them. Correct or not, they could hardly be called 'divinations'. Blavat hummed, "My divinations, yes. But one look at you and I knew immediately. That you are 'different'." Blavat chuckled, "You and that pretty wife of yours are polar opposites. Yet, you both don't match a blood type. He chuckled, "Her drop of blood was given to the Lord Sirius, and he thrived off of it." Sebastian glared.
"Ey! Cut the small talk!" The prison cart driver yelled back. "You fuckin' murderers, know your place!" Blavat sighed, "Goodness, how frightening. Alright then. How long exactly do you think we'll have to endure this bumpy ride and foul smelling carriage?" Sebastian was quiet, then a small smirk spread across his face. "Not long at all, it seems." The guard snapped, "I said shut it-" Sebastian cut him off, smiling charismatically. "Oh mister officer, I must advise you to take great caution. For upon these Phantomhive grounds, roam ferocious beasts at night."
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In front of the carriage, a snake slithered up it's side. Aurora shifted into her cat form and darted after the carriage, leaping onto the back of it and mewing and the guard there. "Hey! Shoo!" Aurora meowed, and looked up at the guard helplessly. The guard sighed, "Aw, your kinda cu-" Aurora snarled and slashed her claws across his face, drawing a scream. "WAHHHHH!!!! It's got my eyes!" Aurora shifted quickly into a dove and flew back towards the other servants where she shifted into her human form. "Ugh, I hate doing that!" She sighed. They heard the carriage fall down the road, and Aurora unsheathed her wings and flew over, ripping off the door and sheathing her wings as she did. She smiled brightly down at her mate and child. "Hello, darling! Hello, Ciel! Did you miss me?" Sebastian grinned, "Of darling, you know I missed you." He held up his hands, "Would you mind love?" Aurora smiled and with a flick of her hand, the chains on the two broke. Sebastian didn't hesitate to reach up and grab her, pulling her close and smashing his mouth to hers. Ciel rolled his eyes and climbed out, letting them have their moment. Sebastian scooped up Aurora bridal style and carried her away from the wreckage of the carriage, smiling down at her. "I am going to thank you later..." He muttered quietly. Aurora kissed his cheek, "I can't wait."
