Open Charries: Trancy people x3 Phantomhive people x3 so on...
((And he'll be in character too~))
Ciel was completely stressed. He was too agitated to realize he wasn't bothering to complain about Latin.
Sebastian continued to teach, pushing his glasses up slightly.
((liar~))
Ciel's mind was somewhere else, his eyes staying on the paper, although he wasn't writing anything down.
Sebastian frowned and slapped a ruler on his desk. "Wake up."
Sebastian sighed and put his hand to his own forhead, the single strand of hair not moving. "Sir, are you paying attention at all," he asked.
Sebastian frowned deeply. "Why not," he asked, more stricter.
"This is Latin." Ciel said plainly. "I have no need for it, so why bother?"
Sebastian ran his fingers through his own hair and sighed. "I want you to learn it because when you go away for buisnes, you might go somewhere where people speak the lanuage. So I strongly sugest you learn it," he said, a small sigh under his breath.
"Their only response would be "Let's exorcise this bitch because he speaks Latin." I won't need it unless I become a priest, or a scientist, and we both know I'll never need it."
Sebastian slipped off his glove from which held the demon mark. He frowned and held it up to his face but not too close. "Then read all this."
Ciel blinked at the remembered mark. "That's Arabic, Moron." ((XD ciel's not in a good mood XD))
Sebastian sighed and held in a blush in embaressment. "Sir, if you want; leave and get stupid or stay in the class and get your mind strait, because I'm not going to deal with you being stupid. That's not how I treat my master," he snappedd.
Ciel was surprised at his aggressiveness. He swallowed in shock before staying, not moving.
Sebastian frowned and looked at him. "Which do you prefer?" ((Wanna watch DN maybe later on~?))
((Mhm~)) "I'll stay here." Ciel said, a slightly dangerous look in his eyes.
Sebastian smiled slightly. "Then good an write down notes," he said, handing a pencil instead of a pen.
Ciel refused to take the pencil, keeping the pen and scribbling down what was on the chalkboard already, uncaring.
Sebastian looked at him before erasing everything. "Class dismissed..."
Ciel looked up, surprised. Instead of putting the notes away, he simply threw them away when Sebastian's back was turned.
Sebastian stopped. His back was still turned. "Don't think I don't know what you just did to your note, young master," he said calmly.
Ciel testedly threw another sheet of notes in the trashcan, not once blinking.
Ciel glanced. It was. He threw another sheet away, making sure it was /Sebastian's/ notes, neatly scrawled.
