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Ciel shivered, disgusted at the feeling of a messy nappy. His breath hitched as he fought the urge to cry again, though only did what he knew he should do while he had temporary control of his body.
"S-Sebastian…" Ciel whimpered. "Sebastian! Come here!" It wasn't long before Sebastian appeared in front of the small boy with a slight chuckle and an amused smile playing at his lips.
"My, my, young master; you do seem to have gotten yourself in quite the pickle," Sebastian teased slightly. "This reminds me of your first month back at the manor after I rescued you from your kidnapping. Don't you remember what we had to do back then?" That was when Ciel was temporarily in nappies whenever he slept as he kept having nightmares and waking up to soiled bedding.
"Forget about that right now," Ciel said. "Take me back to the Phantomhive manor this instant."
"Young master, you do know that being here or back at the manor does not change your predicament. You're still going to be possessed by the Earl Trancy," Sebastian explained.
"Well, at least you won't endorse it; the brat's got his servants setting up cribs and high chairs for Christ's sake!" Ciel exclaimed.
"Very well, if you must be at your manor, I will take you there," Sebastian said. He lifted the boy, his hand supporting Ciel's padded bottom and further spreading the mess, before making his leave toward the Phantomhive manor.
Ciel sat in the mess for much longer than he liked until they reached his manor. When they finally did return, Sebastian cleaned Ciel much like Claude had, reaching into a cupboard in the boy's bedroom and reaching for the old nappies that had been used two and a half years prior.
"What are you doing?" Ciel asked as he watched Sebastian fold the nappies in preparation to put them on his young master.
"If the Earl Trancy is trying to humiliate you like this, I'd rather not be cleaning up furniture and clothing every five minutes," Sebastian said while he finished pinning the nappies to the boy.
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