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[littlest_lord]

_{[When the broadcast starts the image above is shown with a short accompanying tune before it fades away to show Ciel and Oz looking rather dapper as they sit at a fancy little table with tea and pieces of cake. Both are smiling as they greet the feed as Ciel begins to address it.]}

Good Morning Siren's Port! Both Oz Vessalius and I, Earl Ciel Phantomhive, would like to welcome everyone to Funtom's Cake Challenge! Three teams will be pitted against one another to bake and decorate the most elaborate, captivating and delicious cake they can for the grand prize of one thousand dollars to each individual member of the winning team.

But, Ciel! Don't forget, if they fail to finish their cake in time, they'll forfeit the money. [ he sips at his tea ] Isn't there a charity we could give it to instead? [ mmhmm. he's doubting the team's ability to finish. Are you really going to take that? ]

Well, there is the Newcomer Fund, but surely one of the teams will win. Each team will be judged by our team of five judges consisting of Gabriel, Madam Red, Xerxes Break, Allen Walker and Franziska Von Karma. Do your best - they will not be judging your creations lightly.

[ Oz's eyes go wide ] That's quite a list and it certainly won't be easy for our players to make an impression on our judges. [ do some of them even taste their food? But then he giggles. ] Should we warn them to stay on their toes? I know of at least one judge who likes to show up in the oddest places. [ yes, Break. That's you. He has high hopes for you! Just don't eat all the cake. ]

Batter will fly and so will mixing spoons, I believe. Keep your wits about you, contestants, the whole port will be watching!

And don't forget, if you see something you like -- or dislike -- send in your texts, your comments, anything! Our contestants won't be responding, but they might just see something to egg them on because, that's right, they'll be able to see and hear every word of it too as we'll be broadcasting the stream right over their heads.

Honestly, I'm looking forward to it. Things could get really interesting, don't you think?

_{[Ciel nods in agreement, lifting his teacup off the saucer.]} I do. May the best team win - let the competition begin!

Comments

[retraced]

[LOGIC IS FOR SUCKERS.]

It would prove that I can handle further burden no matter what strain I'm already under.

[debtor]

But, you could just be overworking yourself further...

[A little hesitantly;] Are you under a lot of strain?

[retraced]

Er -

[He turns his eyes away. Can't lie to Allen's face...]

I wouldn't call it 'a lot'.

[debtor]

Gilbert...

[Is that the best you can do.]

But anyone else would call it 'a lot'?

[retraced]

W-well it would probably be rude to speak for anyone else...!

[Read: yeah, probably.]

[debtor]

Perhaps you shouldn't take on anymore burdens.

[He pauses. 'A lot of strain' is definitely worrisome, although he has no idea what Gilbert's dealing with at the moment, and he's not sure it's his place to pry for specifics. But;]

...I meant what I said before— that, if you ever need help, I'm someone you can ask...

[retraced]

Unfortunately, it's nothing that I can share with anyone.

[It's the truth, though he doesn't honestly find it 'unfortunate' at all. Troublesome, yes, but his duty is his duty. Nothing in his life is fortunate, but he's still loyal to it.]

It's something that only I can do.

[debtor]

[Allen plenty familiar with having to shoulder shit alone, of course- which, consequently, means he's not in favor of anyone else doing the same. Alas, he doesn't know enough here to try and argue back.

But he can nag, at least.] Just don't overdo it, okay?

[retraced]

It's fine.

[He sighs, tries to look put off as he raises a hand and pokes Allen in the forehead, right between the eyes.]

Be more concerned about judging all of this cake properly.

[debtor]

[How rude!! Allen takes it like a man.]

I can manage both.

I am looking forward to the cake...

[retraced]

Then do your best.

[He glances back at the empty plate.]

Maybe I'll make more in case he decides to stop being an idiot...

[An unspoken: yeah, like that will happen.]

[debtor]

Ah. Perhaps...

[Though it seems to him that Break's lost all interest in turkey.]

[retraced]

If I don't he'll just mock me more later.

[And yes, that's the only reason that he's doing this! Not because he cares about the jerk. He just doesn't want to get mocked anymore. :|

He nods his head towards Allen in departure.]

Good luck in your judging.