Narrator's POV

Ciel Phantomhive, or rather Perseus Crevan, was walking through the halls of Weston until he reached one of the art rooms.

Maurice had slipped a letter under his bedroom door the previous evening and invited him to meet him here.

They were going to discuss their little rivalry and bury the hatchet —as they say.

As he walked into the room, the undead boy was surprised to see that Maurice had beaten him here even though their meeting was not for another twenty minutes.

Maurice suddenly grabbed the other boy by the tie, their faces mere inches apart.

"Who do you think you are?" Maurice asked through grit teeth, "Some nobody noble who somehow got into Scarlet Fox even though I could not find record of a 'Crevan' family anywhere. You somehow steal the position of prefect's fag from me, the most beautiful boy in school!"

The blunette's sapphire eyes widened as he felt his arms get grabbed, seeing two of Maurice's minions were restraining him.

The blond boy then opened a drawer and pulled out a sharp pair of scissors, "I will be the new prefect of Red House! I will be the one Redmond loves best! And I am the most beautiful one in this school!"

Maurice then cut Ciel's shirt open, revealing the stitched up scar on his stomach —the thick black thread obvious on his porcelain skin.

"I would say 'I am going to cut you open' but it seems like someone beat me to it!" Maurice insanely laughed, "You really are a school to agree to meet me at deserted places like this! No one will come to your rescue, you know?! Now let's take some photographs, the kind so embarrassing you will want to die!"

Ciel watched as Maurice uncovered a camera, realizing he had been lured here to be humiliated.

"You have got gall calling yourself the most beautiful boy in school when you wear more makeup then a street whore." Ciel spat

The other boy froze, his eyes widening to an insane degree, "How do you know about my makeup?!"

"On the second, I got a package. It seems the staff mixed up our room numbers and I got your package. I opened it up from the bottom and took a peek. I hear Funtom has quality cosmetics, but it does not even look like you are wearing any so I am certain of it now." Ciel smirked, "It was smart on you to only order natural colors, it hides those ugly birthmarks of yours really well. How do you hide your Hapsburg Jaw and lazy eye? If you tell your goons to look in my pocket, I have even got a picture to prove it."

One of the boys restraining the blunette did just that and pulled out a picture of Maurice doing his makeup in front of his bedroom mirror.

"Amazing what a one way mirror will do." Ciel added

Maurice snatched the picture out of his goon's hands and immediately held it over a nearby candle, burning it, "There, evidence gone. Such a shame after you went through all that trouble to get it."

Ciel laughed, "You really think that is the only copy? I had an idea you might try and jump me like this, my little brother is handing out copies of that picture like fliers right now. We made certain to share your 'true face' with everyone, Cole."

The blonde boy rushed to the nearest window, seeing everyone outside staring at photographs and laughing.

He fell to his knees and put his hands behind his head, screaming and sobbing.

Ciel get Maurice's minions let go of him, not sure what to do with him.

So, the Star Lord wrapped his torso with his outer-coat and made his way out the door, "Cole, at very least, I think you can take pride in the fact that your skill with makeup is the real thing."

He then left, satisfied that his work was done and Maurice had been put in his place.

***

Maurice's humiliation quickly became old news when the school cricket tournament began.

Though, no one was really surprised when Green House won.

Though, Maurice noticed that the Crevan Twins left the school for Christmas Break and never returned.

But the night after the tournament, Maurice was surprised to see a tea cup and saucer on his bed with a white flower.

How had he been invited to the Midnight Tea Party when his house had not won?

Not questioning his chance to appeal to Edgar again, he put the flower on and waited anxiously for night to fall.

***

Once the clock read eleven fifty, Maurice left his bedroom and made his way to the secret garden where the tea party was always held.

The garden itself was beautiful, filled with exotic flora with a long table in the center covered with luxurious dishes.

Maurice was directed to sit at the head of the table across from the headmaster.

He locked eyes with the Crevan Twins, still angry at that for what they had done.

"Everyone, thank you for coming." The Headmaster began

Maurice then noticed the four empty seats, the Prefect fags were missing.

So, after the toast to completing another successful year of mainting tradition at Weston, Maurice asked where they were.

"They are right here." Assistant Headmaster Agares said, pointing at the door

The door opened to reveal the Crevan Twins on the arm of Derek Arden of all people.

Derek had gone reclusive all year and the twins had dropped out, what were any of them doing here?

"Hello, Cole, did you miss me?" Perseus asked with a smirk

"Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea." Derek said with a smile

"We know, Derek, be quiet." Arius softly said

"Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea." Derek repeat

"It does, be quiet." Arius continued

Derek repeat himself again, "Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea."

"Shut up." The elder twin snapped

Derek was not deterred by that at all, "Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea."

"W-What are you doing here?" Maurice asked the twins

"Well, we decided to ret it n to private schooling after our experience here," Perseus began, "but I realized that we had not yet buried the hatchet between us, so I decided to come back and do just that; I am going to bury the hatchet in your skull."

Maurice gulped and stood up, getting ready to flee, but Assistant Headmaster Agares held him in place.

Perseus then pouted, "But my little brother talked me out of it, said it was a waste of blood to bury a hatchet in your skull. So, I decided to do the next best thing, which is where dear Derek comes into play."

"Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea." Derek said, tilting his head slightly to reveal the line of stitches across his forehead

The blonde's eyes widened when he saw that and the spirals in Derek's eyes, "W-What did you do to him?!"

"Derek is an imperfect Bizarre Doll. He died and was bought back to life, but —despite the best efforts— without his soul he is but a shell of himself stuck repeating his last words." Arius explained

"Hullo, I detect the wonderful aroma of tea." Derek said, getting close to Maurice

Maurice desperately tried to get out of Agares' hold, but the man held firm.

So, he could do nothing but scream as he was eaten alive by a monster trying to get to his soul.

The following night, the real Midnight Tea Party took place with the real headmaster and all the actual guests, no one —besides the prefects and Assustabt Headmaster Agares— aware of the false one that had taken place the previous night...