A celebration of family, eh?

[sweetlies]

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.

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He knew enough of what had happened to know it was bad and there was no better way to put it. The cult had taken a sweet, shy boy and given him fear and hatred enough to bind to a demon from hell. That was all. He turned his head slightly, watching Ciel now, and his grip on those fingers tightened ever so gently.

"Why would you back out of this, milord? This is a mark that reminds you of the worst time of your life. You don't need it. You already have those memories, and they are quite terrible. It isn't as if you'll suddenly forget if you can't see that spot there on your skin."

[sweetlies]

Ciel hated thinking of what happened but he'd forced himself over the years, it made him angry enough to keep going. It made him want revenge all the more, it had helped. Sebastian had as well. And when that wasn't enough-

"Whenever I doubted my goals... I would look at it and I would be furious, all over again. Like it had just happened. I would pursue revenge just that much harder." He didn't need revenge anymore though, did he? Not here, not if he wasn't going home.