Earl Ciel (Astre) Phantomhive (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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riverviewlogs2017-12-02 01:19 am
sweetlies) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-12-02 01:19 am
A celebration of family, eh?
who: Ciel Phantomhive, Undertaker, Vincent Phantomhive, those invited to spend the holiday
what: Celebrating Hygge with cocoa by the fire
when: Second day (and on? maybe?)
where: Phantomhive/Undertaker house
warnings: None
He'd spent a late day in the store the day before, having several Bitter Rabbits customized to share at least a passing similarity to their recipients. And when they'd been finished, he carefully wrote out notes for each, boxed them, and set them out to be delivered the next morning. Two of them, he packed up to take home with him, to give to their new owners personally. They were in an unmarked box at least, easily covered up as something for work that he didn't want to leave.
He hoped the invitations would be accepted. At least in their own home, his father and Undertaker seemed at least a bit excited for Hygge. Even if it was something unique to this world.
Ciel also made sure the had plenty of ingredients for cocoa and plenty of marshmallows for it. His sweet tooth demanded as much. Anything else he was sure would be asked for. A shop wasn't too far away that they couldn't get anything needed or wanted. Or so he hoped.
what: Celebrating Hygge with cocoa by the fire
when: Second day (and on? maybe?)
where: Phantomhive/Undertaker house
warnings: None
He'd spent a late day in the store the day before, having several Bitter Rabbits customized to share at least a passing similarity to their recipients. And when they'd been finished, he carefully wrote out notes for each, boxed them, and set them out to be delivered the next morning. Two of them, he packed up to take home with him, to give to their new owners personally. They were in an unmarked box at least, easily covered up as something for work that he didn't want to leave.
He hoped the invitations would be accepted. At least in their own home, his father and Undertaker seemed at least a bit excited for Hygge. Even if it was something unique to this world.
Ciel also made sure the had plenty of ingredients for cocoa and plenty of marshmallows for it. His sweet tooth demanded as much. Anything else he was sure would be asked for. A shop wasn't too far away that they couldn't get anything needed or wanted. Or so he hoped.
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"Your recipe?" he smiled, pleased, "Those who sully our fair home deserve to be deprived of all their livelihoods." and eventually their freedom - and maybe their lives.
Vincent was determined to celebrate Ciel's birthday. He felt it more necessary than ever. The light could chase the darkness into distant corners. Besides, he did not want his son blaming himself for what happened. It was not his fault.
"The name you use is your choice, but I do know you." he stroked over Ciel's hair, "The initials are not terribly obvious. They represent my love for you and my pride in who you have become. Nothing can change that; I am happy to be here with you." and Undertaker.
So many of his questions had been answered and Vincent finally felt some peace over his life. There was more sense to it and he trusted that this dear son of his would unravel the mystery of his murder. Then, he hoped, "Ciel" would live happily and demon free.
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"Ah- no. My butler, he came up with it. I didn't learn to cook anything until I came here and Undertaker moved into my apartment. He started teaching me." Vincent didn't want to know the instant meals his son had been surviving on until that point. No noble, no person should have to tolerate that for the time Ciel had.
He'd never really blamed himself for what happened, he was an intelligent boy, but he had been the only survivor besides Tanaka. And that the old man had survived still shocked him. That could have been because of how well-trained he was, as Vincent's majordomo, and the fact that the attackers had been distracted by the twins.
"I'm glad you're here too." He wasn't sure what to say about the initials but at least that ring would fit him better than the family crest or the blue diamond.