His Butler: Punishment

[Claude Faustus]

Ms.Spencer huffed and left the room, not really noticing and bumping into Isabella who was just walking by. "Oof! Oh Sorry Isabella."
"It's alright, what's got your panties in a knot?"
"Could you do something about that one's inappropriate dress My lady?" The governess pointed behind her at Grell.
"I.....suppose so." Isabella walked into the room and looked Grell up and down. She smiled brightly. "Trade your Black coat for a Red one Grell, This is an order. " She winked at him,  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

When Isabella looked him over he got nervous because he was afraid that she would make him cut his hair and get rid of his precious red, but when she gave him the order to wear a red jacket instead of the red one he smirked in a slightly demonic way. He liked this human girl, because it would mess with Ms. Spencer, which was very mischievous, which was something very close to his own heart. Yes they did have the same taste in girls him and Aden. So close it was scary. "Right away Miss Isabella." He then went into his room to change into the red version of his black coat, and went one step further by changing into his original black and red heels before going back to his dusting.  

[Claude Faustus]

After he had changed, Isabella was walking down the hall with Ceil after his violin practice., She smiled at him. "Yes, that's ever so much better Grell." She giggled and whispered to Ciel. "Ms.Spencer was giving him grief about wearing too much red, So I told him wear more red." She smirked. "I wish I could see her face when she sees what he's wearing now. She'd be so offended."  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Grell smiled back at her and Ciel chuckled when she mentioned what had happened between them and Ms. Spencer. He wouldn't mind seeing the pissed of expression on her face seeing him wearing even more red now. He was the Red Reaper for a reason. Taking away his right to wear red was like taking away a human's right to breathe. "Good job Isabella. I hope I'm around when she sees it. The heels especially will offend her. Too feminine for a man she would say."  

[Claude Faustus]

As it was, that afternoon's tea. It was Grell who served the tea this time.
As he was serving them. Ms Spencer's mouth dropped open and her eyes where as wide as saucers. She made sounds like she was about to speak but nothing came out.
Both Isabella and Ciel burst out laughing. It didn't matter to them that Claude was supposed to be the one serving them tea this time. It was worth it to see the Governess's offended outraged expression.

Hidden by the door frame Claude muffled a snicker with his hand.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Grell chuckled a bit as well as he saw the expression on her face as he served the afternoon tea. He had no problem saying something to her. "Something wrong Ms. Spencer? Miss Isabella thought the problem wasn't enough red, so she ordered me to wear some more. It's a beautiful color, is it not? I don't need you to tell me how to dress. You're not my mother, or my father, or Xavier, or William. You're not even Ciel or Isabella. Those are the only people I answer too. Got it Miss?" If she continued to b***h about it he'd make his hair red again as well.  

[Claude Faustus]

Ms.Spencer got up."This is so inappropriate for a servant!" She said as she stomped out of the parlor.
Isabella was holding her stomach from laughing so hard. It was worth it, so worth it.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Grell smirked like a demon as she stormed off. Sebastian was next to Claude, cracking up buy how funny everything was. They finally found their ultimate weapon against Ms. Spencer, and it was very amusing to watch it play out. Grell stood by professionally and waited for them to finish to wash the dishes.  

[Claude Faustus]

The next day afterwards, Ms.Spencer always would glare at Grell, but never say anything.
It made Claude smirk every time, the governess was rather hard on the servants, but it was the Lady's request that Grell wore red all the time. He was aware that Grell's delivery boy was hanging around longer then usual, Since the servants tended to gossip, he knew all about his crush on her.

Ciel and Isabella where outside enjoying the cooling weather and the fall colors. Isabella was waling along the path glancing over her shoulder in time to catch a blur of blond hair hiding behind a tree. Aden had delivered a letter that day as well as a container of the shimmering lip gloss which she now wore.
Isabella hadn't missed the look in Aden's eyes when he gave her the box, it was wrapped in a pretty red ribbon. It had flattered her at first. but him following her around like a lost puppy it was starting to get annoying.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Grell would glare right back at her every single time, but did his work as a butler as though he always had worked there for them. Eventually he just said forget it, and made his hair red again, but still had it pulled back into a professional ponytail with the red ribbon. He did it to teach her a lesson.

Ciel really loved the autumn weather outside, but he was distracted by it when he noticed that Isabella had an annoyed look on her face. "What's wrong Isabella?"  

[Claude Faustus]

"Oh, I will tell you later. " She said putting a smile on for him as she lend over and gave him a kiss.

Aden watched from his hiding place behind the tree, watching with a pang in his heart and imaging that he was sharing that kiss with Miss Isabella instead. It really didn't matter to him that she kissed Ciel. A young goddess like her could have her pick of men. He only wished that he the backbone to confess his undying devotion. He sighed and leaned against the tree.

She had putt off telling Ciel, not sure how he would take it, the last thing she wanted was trouble. She knew that from how he reacted the last time he had a competitor for her affections he had insulted in front of the whole court. Aden was really a sweet good boy. The crush was harmless.

Not to point out that she herself was crushing on someone else made her realize how hopeless such feelings where.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Ciel decided to let it go for now he he kissed her back deeply. He didn't know about Aden's little crush on her even though pretty much everyone else in the manor did, knowing why the messenger boy lingered long past his letter delivery. Grell had warned him, but he wasn't taking heed to it. If he couldn't get his letters from William because of something that Aden does he'd never forgive him for it. For now as time went on it was unnoticed.  

[Claude Faustus]

It was nearing mid October when Isabella had finally finished her knitting project, the late nights staying up was well worth it. The last scarf was perfection.
But it would be some time before Christmas, and she would need to hide the packages in case the butlers would find them while cleaning.
Wrapping the boxes in a towel. Isaballa rushed out of her bedroom to look for Grell perhaps he would help her hide them where they wouldn't find the presents.
Not noticing that in her rush, that one of the boxes slipped out and fell out in the middle of the hall way. The box that was addressed to Claude Faustus 'With my warmest Regards ~Isabella'.  

[JuuzousJason XIII]

Grell was dusting as usual in one of the random rooms while Ciel was just coming out of his study after Isabella ran right past it. He missed her by a minute before he turned into the hallway, and saw the box right outside her room. Being the gentleman he was he picked it up, ready to give it back to her in her room before he saw that the box and it's contents were for Claude. "She's giving gifts...to Claude?"

Out of curiosity he opened it up and saw that it was a hand-knitted scarf that fit his dark colors perfectly. Somehow Ciel felt instantly jealous that she was showing such affections for someone other then him, and with Claude even!" he shoved the scarf back into the box before putting it into her room, and wound up staring at it for a good few minutes.

Wasn't he good enough for her? Why did she need to have such foolish infatuations with his demonic staff? He should be enough to please he unless....She wants...a real man? I'm still considered a child...what if..she likes older men? What am I supposed to do here? I love her, and I'm engaged to her, but meanwhile she has eyes for another as well. I'm going to have to confront her about this after the holidays of course. He then sighed before he walked out of the room and back to his study.  

[Claude Faustus]

"Young lady you're are not supposed to be here."
"Eeek!" Isabella jumped at the familer voice, She held her bundle to herself tighter and turned around nervously to face Claude.
He had caught her in the kitchens, sneaking around with a bundle of towels.
"Er, I'm l-looking for Grell, have you seen him, Claude?"
The spider butler was immediately suspicious, this wasn't the first time he'd been tricked by her and it won't be the last. He had to be firm with her "I believe that he's cleaning on the second floor. Do you need something My Lady?"
"Well, I needed to speak to him about.....these." She said, holding the towels.
Claude lifted and eyebrow. "I can take care of it-"He tried to take it from her, but she backed away with another high pitched 'eeek! " No thank you Claude...It's a WOMAN'S PROBLEM!!"
He stopped, blinking in surprise at her red face. a woman's problem? He stared in confusion at her until he understood. "Ah, my apologies Miss Isabella. Perhaps you can just leave it in his bedroom with a note."
Isabella Nodded. "Very good idea." Her face was bright red with embarrassment at what he had surmised as 'a woman's problem.' she hurried away, found Grell's room, she shoved the whole thing under his bed and returned upstairs to find him.