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Previously on Trade Full Love
A sigh of relief came from Emily. As Emily entered the home, she relaxed her mind. "I will prepare your bath, Emily." Sebastian said. Emily nodded. She went to the living room and waited.
After a couple of minutes, Sebastian came back to tell Emily her bath was ready. Emily went to the bathroom to undress. But before she could do that she made sure Sebastian wasn't in there with her. She then heard a knock on the door. "Do you need help bathing, Emily?" Sebastian questioned. "No thank you." Emily replied. As Emily undressed and went over to the bath tub to soak in the water, She then heard another knock. She was in the bathtub, luckily was a bubble bath so he couldn't see her. "Come in." He came in "I brought towels, Milady." Sebastian said. "Thanks." She then shook her head for him to leave.
After a couple of minutes, Emily started to sneeze. "Oh no I'm starting to get sick…" Emily thought. With a final sneeze, she decided to get out of the tub. She dried herself off and headed to her room. Emily picked out the clothes she needed. She sneezed again. After that sneeze she started to get a headache and sore throat. After she got dressed, she was too tired to eat dinner. She went straight to sleep.
To the Present=
The next Day
Emily woke up with her head aching, her throat sore, and her senesces stuffy. Then Sebastian came in with morning tea and scones. "Milady, you're awake already."
"Yeah, I don't know why, but I just felt waking up early."
"Well today I brought some Earl Grey Tea and scones." Sebastian said.
Sebastian passed Emily the tea and a scone. "Thank you." He bowed. She drank some of her tea. "Ah ah…AHCOOOOO!"
"Milady, are you okay?" He placed his hand on her forehead. "It seems you have a fever."
"Well that is just perfect." She mumbled. "I suggest you stay in bed, I will bring your breakfast up to you." Sebastian said. He sounded concerned for Emily. "Well of course he is concerned; he is my demon butler who wants my soul." Emily thought. Emily just nodded and Sebastian left to prepare breakfast. "Uh, I feel just feel awful." Emily said. "What could I have done to get myself sick?"
A couple of minutes passed and Sebastian came to Emily's room to serve breakfast.
"Today's breakfast is Chicken Noodle Soup with toast and a fruit salad for nutrition." "Would you like Butter or Jam on your toast, Milady?" He questioned. "Jam please." Emily said.
Sebastian put everything on a tray and gingerly passed it to his Mistress.
The soup really helped her throat and the fruit salad was cut really small so it doesn't rupture her throat. Even when she was sick, Sebastian will always be there to help. The thought made Emily all warm inside.
"Sebastian, Thank you."
"You're welcome, Milady."
After I finished eating, Sebastian was nice enough to let me get some more rest. I closed my eyes, but I just couldn't sleep at all. It annoyed me so bad.
Sebastian came back in my room with what looked to be medicine. "Miss Emily, please take this, it will help you feel better." Sebastian said. It was clear liquid medicine and it smelled of something foul.
I shook my head no; I was not putting that down my throat. "Please, Emily."
I shook my head again. "The doctor recommended this, it will help you. You want to feel better right?" He questioned. "Yes, But I am not drinking that." I argued.
He sighed. Then he left the room in defeat. I wonder what he is going to do next… He seemed pretty mad.
Oh god, this is going to be a long day…
I was finally able to go back to sleep…it took a while but I managed. Lucky, Sebastian gave up on giving me the medicine. But I am afraid he will be back. Sigh, what did I do to deserve this?
Now moving on. I had this weird dream. It was like I was in darkness and there was a voice talking to me. It didn't sound like Sebastian, it sounded like a woman. I was thinking that it could be my mother, but it didn't sound like her. The voice was much smoother and nice. The voice said to run away… I don't understand! What does that mean 'run away?' First, run away where? And why. I'm sick and I'm supposed to rest, but this dream is really stressing me out!
I turned on the TV, I skimmed through the channels. "Damn, nothing good is on today!"
Well this is just great, I'm stuck watching the news. I could watch Adventure Time (You're never too old for a funny cartoon!) but I already watched that episode before like 5 times. I could go on my laptop and watch some anime. But I'm too lazy to walk 7 feet to my desk, pick up the laptop, and walk back to my bed. Good thing I'm not on my 'monthly' or I would be in deep sh~t… Well life sucks.
I hear a knock on the door. Oh no, it's probably Sebastian. "Come in." I groaned. "Miss Emily, are you feeling better?" no, I feel like a dog that got kicked on the side of the road. "Yeah, a little." I replied. Well I'm bored. "Hey Sebastian, tell me about your old master." God damn it Emily, learn when to shut up! He seemed surprised by my question, like he didn't expect me to say that. I guess that was pretty random.
"I see you're getting curious about my past." He said. "Well, I guess." I said.
"I met my old master in 1889 England" (I can't remember when he met Ciel and I am too lazy to look it up. So I'm keeping it at 1889 :/ )
The 19th century…interesting. I thought. "An evil cult was practicing evil rituals and religions. He was part of this. The burden was so deep he summoned me."
"I was to be by his side until the end as his butler." "He was young, but he had to take over the business his family owned a company called the 'Funtom' toy factory. And he became the next Earl in his family. Another thing he was responsible for was being 'The Queen's Watchdog.'"
"He was only 12."
"Woah, a 12 year old taking such a responsibility. That's impossible." I replied.
"He handled it well, even if he was so young, he acted more mature than most adults." Gasp, this kid must have had a hard life. I feel so sorry for him…
"But," He sighed. "He couldn't do the simplest tasks by himself." "Like putting on his clothes?" I asked. He should know how to do that… "He didn't know how to do that." Wow, 19th century kids who were rich had it easy. It's still sad.
This story is making me depressed. "SO… Sebastian, tell me about yourself…" You can tell I'm bored. And when I'm bored I say the stupidest things. "Why would you like to know, if I may ask?" "Well, you will be serving me, and I want to know some things about you. That's all."
"I don't know what to say." He replied.
"Well, do you read books?" Now time for 20 questions game.
"What kind of books?"
"Cooking mostly and some mythology."
"Do you have any hobbies?"
"Do you have a girlfriend, fiancé or wife?"
"We need to work on your personality if you're going to get laid." I said plainly.
"Excuse me?" "I said you need to work on your personality if you're going to get a girlfriend." He looked surprised. That was like 2 times already in one day. Yep this is going to take some work. "After when I get better I am helping you, because you need help!"