Sabriel and ice-cream sandwiches. by iPHUHQ, literature
Literature
Sabriel and ice-cream sandwiches.
Sam's expressed his dislike of Gabriel using his angel mojo to get his way numerous times, and yesterday was the day Gabriel sighed, with a long and over dramatic "Fiiine, Sambo, I'll stop 'Cheating' to win."
Though, today, Gabriel was seriously regretting that.
"Sam, give it to me."
"Nope." Sam's mouth pops on the 'p' for emphasis, dimple-adorned grin spreading across his face. Gabriel groans under his breath as he watches Sam raise the Neopolitan ice-cream sandwich far above both of their heads.
Gabriel knows Sam is egging him on, trying to get him to use his powers now that he'd promised against it. If his preferred vessel wasn't so da
Another day at the Phantomhive estate. Ciel was bored. He wandered from room to room, searching for something interesting to do. There were no cases to take on, no work to be done. It was as if all the criminals of London had packed their bags and left. It was a silent day.
Ciel walked into a room and spotted Mey-Rin taking some plates down for dinner. It was inevitable. Seconds later, she fell and all the plates flew into the air. Momentarily, Sebastian rushed past Ciel and grabbed all the plates.
"Please do be careful next time," Sebastian said in annoyance. Mey-Rin simply nodded then took the plates and went to lay them at the dinner tab