sirenspull | [Video] And then there was hideous.

[The camera adjusts, and Ciel Phantomhive looks...distinctively disheveled. Bedheaded, shirt untucked, and ... is he sitting backwards on that tea table chair, legs straddled, straining his poncy boyshorts? No stockings today? No shoes, either?

Despite this, he's found the most outlandishly feathered top hat to perch on his head, and addresses the network with a farcical, overly-affected accent]

Hallo, Siren's Port! And my, what a lovely day it 'tis!

Of course, it's probably lovelier for me than you, because I get to live in a huuuuge house and have servants take care of ALL of it for me, since dust makes me sneeze, and cats make me sneeze, and I get sick if I do any work at all, and I'm probably too weak to lift up a broom, even if I wanted to.

[And he takes an overly delicate sip of lemonade, from a teacup, pinky out. Mid-way through the sip, he sputters with laugher, and quickly shoves the china cup and saucer aside.]

So I know what you're all thinking- Who IS this dreadful body-pirate, and what has he done with the Ciel we all know and laugh at behind his back?

Well I'm here to tell you that's all a pack of lies!

I'm Little Lord Fancy-Pants, and I'm here to tell you all that I sleep in a frilly light purple nightgown, and all the little shorts in my closet are so tight I'll probably sound like a pinched little girl for the rest of my life!

(By the way, if you stop by Funtom Toys today, and buy anything from the bakery or the twee selection of dainty nursery amusements, Gilbert will throw in a free breakfast scone. Which I'm sure you can use for a doorstop or a paperweight, or something sort-of useful?)

[His voice flattens somewhat, with a roll of his eyes, as he drops into a more comfortable slouch with his arms folded over the back of the chair.]

And seriously. This whole lousy business has already happened to four of my friends now, and it's not funny anymore, so we need to get our hands on whatever's been doing this and stop it before anyone else is forced to be stuck as a sissy-boy without any kind of warning.

[Privated, to his own NV. Weird.]

...and hey, Teabags. I know you're probably listening, all totally horrified. Don't wet my pants or my bed. Do yourself a huge favor and don't kill yourself being me, okay? Or I'll ruin your life.

Go bug Riku, if you really need a protip figuring out how to function with two eyes, darkness, and actual muscles. Don't make any of the girls upset, or I'll come right over there and sock you in my own face.

There's probably a stone in your pocket. It could be still full of my soul somehow. Don't you dare lose it, and take it away from my body, or something horrible will happen to both of us.

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[She'd like to say "Ciel" probably didn't mean it, but . . . he probably did.]

It wasn't nice.

[By the way, Gilbert, you don't make blueberry muffins by staring at them. It doesn't work well.]

[He'll get to it once the world stops being a jerk!]

I'm glad someone else thinks so...

[So very bitter right now.]

I'd be willing to try one.

. . . Are you back to normal now?

[Because if you're not, she really would be skeptical of eating anything you made.]

N-no, you really shouldn't try one at all--

[Wait. What. Cautiously:]

Normal...?

Why?

And yes, normal . . . You were acting really strange the other day. Kind of like . . . a jerk.

[If she had to be honest. And well, she's Aoko, so she is.]

[A jerk, huh? Sounds a lot like:]

Break! [He drops his head directly into his hands.]

It wasn't me!

[Break . . . ? A mental break?]

Um.

. . . Does this mean you have two personalities?

[Awkward.]

No, that's not it at all...

[Groan, sigh, grumble, etc.]

I spent two days in his body while he took over mine!

[Totally. Plausible.]

[The weird thing is, though . . . Aoko's had experience with this. So to her, it is plausible.]

You mean . . . someone switched you?

[Sudden GLARE.] Who?

[SCREECH WHAT DID HE DO NOW.]

I don't know! But it's happened to a few people so far.

[Twitch.]

People just think they can play around like that, switch you up whenever they want to, make things just confusing and weird-- . . .

[Eyeing!] You didn't make any wishes. Right? Even small ones, like . . . "I wish I had a banana." Right?

Wishes?

[Pondering.]

I don't remember...is that important?

Of course it's important!!

[Look at that face. Are you going to try to tell her it's not important?]

[THREATENING ATMOSPHERE

Okay, he's thinking a lot harder now.]

I'm not entirely sure, but I may have wished that I was dead...

[In a mostly sarcastic way. Mostly.]

[Deadpan. Threatening atmosphere, you betcha.]

Gilbert-san, that's a really, really stupid wish!!

[So there.]

I didn't really mean it!

[MOSTLY...........]

But why would it matter? A wish is just a wish; just because you think it, that doesn't mean it'll come true.

You'd better not have meant it!!

[An attempt to be quieter now, settling ruffled feathers. . . . Somewhat literally, her fingers smoothing down her arms.]

Sometimes they do.

Where I was before, they did. And someone -- something -- switched people's bodies around once or twice. Kaito ended up in . . . someone else's body. Who he didn't like.

[That part's a little foggy, to her annoyance. Many of her memories about her previous location were smudged upon arrival.]

I didn't!

[He takes a deep breath, also calming himself back down.]

How did they manage to switch back?

Good.

Mm . . . the first time, he kind of got . . . torn out and tossed into another body? And the second time, things went back to the way they were on their own.

[Aren't you glad you asked, Gilbert? Isn't that reassuring?]

[Okay, starting to take it more seriously now.]

I-it happened more than once?!

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