Indeed.

... : ( Poor Sebastian Michaelis.

What a heartbreaker at such a young age!

But I understand! I used to play hard to get when I was younger, too.

AWWW

I'm not playing hard-to-get.

You're so mean to your butler.

You don't know him like I do.

I know him all right.

He seems nice.

I know him well.

Such vulgar details about your sexual nature!

*cough*WHORE*cough*

He isn't.

He might be perfect at his job but that's only because it's a requirement of it.

Does he give foot rubs?

The course of true love never did run smooth.

/quickly backs out of this plurk he doesn't need to know this kinda stuff!!

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I'm not in love with him.

He infuriates me.

Do you even know how to love, Ciel Phantomhive?

Haha-- not that it's any of my business!

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With all due respect, My Lord, I think fitting a bit more kindness into your le, even if not directed at me, would prove to be beneficial.

You typoed there, Mister Perfect Butler of the Phantomhive House.

He isn't my butler.

It's some sort of doppleganger.

BOCCHAN, WHY WON'T YOU FALL FOR MY PERFECT ACT?

Sailor Bocchan falls for it every time!

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Oh! It's that one!

I must agree. I believe if you began acting in such a manner, I would be quite startling.

Ahh, Dopplegangers. While I am flattered, I cannot say that I appreciate the sentiment.

There is mine. You're late.

Get out of here, imposter! I am the only butler for Bocchan! Do not even think of trying to take his secret sauce!

... I can't tell them apart!

They're going to have to duel.

I'll get the lances!

My apologies for my tardiness. Would you like me to remove my clone?

Yes

Get rid of him.

I don't think we should resort to violence...

Abberline, you're better off not getting involved.

Secret sauce..? I do believe you must be either mistaken or deranged. If you would follow me this way,

I can show you a rather large assortment of...sauces.

The secret sauce Young Master carries with him! You are a poor impostor if you do not even know of his secret sauce..

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Secret sauce, huh, 'bocchan?'

Sailor Doucheba- Ah, right.. 'Alois' had been after that secret sauce for quite a while. Do not tell me you do not remember..?

What sort of fucking nonsense are you spouting?!

*Tch*. I thought nobility knew better than to swear in public.

Hmm..It appears he is from some sort of reality in which all of these things are true. /Can tell if he is lying. It is himself, after all.

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Ahh, Ronald. I apologize for not greeting you sooner.

Sebastian Michaelis. It's been a while.

You both know each other?

Seems like you're rather infamous, Sebastian.

Does no one here understand the importance of keeping Bocchan safe from those who want his secret sauce?!

Queen Grell may show up at any minute!

Grell's a kitten. You don't have to worry about him

Queen...?

Queen Grell, ruler of all that is evil.

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What does his secret sauce taste of?

xxxcalibur It is slightly salty, but most enjoyable.

Interesting. How did you come upon this information?

Bocchan had let me try it while we were 'fencing' one night.

Ah, fencing. I used to be fencing champion of England back in the 19th century. That is but one story of my legend!

Our paths have crossed briefly. /does not comment on the infamous part, only smiles~

It seems that ignoring my clone would be the best course of action.

Heh. Something like that.

Be careful, Doppelganger, as 'Claude' and 'Alois' will stop at nothing to brainwash your Bocchan, just as they had with mine.

But your clone is a delightful companion.

If you would like him, you're welcome to him. He's free and I will even throw in this satin collar. /Pleasant smile to Excalibur~

How pleasant! I'll take him. I suppose he can make tea?

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Yes, of course. And anything else you might need.