"Mr. Grey I am starving." You whined as you sat on his back. It was currently past midnight and Charles was asleep, laying on his front allowing you to sit on his back. He buried his head in the pillow.

"Charles. You know you're hungry too." You said as you laid on him, clinging to him like a koala does to a tree branch. Charles just groaned as he buried his head further into the pillow. You sighed and got up.

"That's fine. I'll just wake up Charles Phipps and talk about my feelings for a particular person." You chimed as you headed for the door. You knew Charles Grey wouldn't let up an opportunity to know secrets about you. You were stopped by Charles grabbing your arm and pulling you back, making you fall onto the bed. You squealed as Charles wrapped his arms around your waist to stop you from wriggling away.

"Tell me." He whispered, his voice husky from just waking up causing a shiver to go down your spine.

"Not until I am fully fed." You smirked as you felt Charles' grip loosen on you. You held his hand as you dragged him to the kitchen, occasionally hearing grumbled behind you. Once you reached the kitchen you let go of his hand and sat on a chair, waiting for Charles to make you food.

After eating lots of pancakes, lots of waffles, leftovers from yesterday's dinner and cake, Charles finally asked the question you hoped he had forgotten about.

"So who is he?" He asked as he started making you both a smoothie.

"You have one question to ask me about him, and one only. It can't be something that gives it away easily, like, 'what's his name.'" You smirked as you lightly tapped your fingers on the table.

"You'd tell Charles Phipps with no hesitation."

"That is a fact."

"Is it him?"

"Nope, and that was your one and only question used."

Charles froze for a second as he heard those words leave your mouth.

"No! I take my question back! I didn't mean to use it up!" He almost shouted. You giggled as you got up off the chair and poured yourself some of the smoothie mixture in a large glass. You stood on your tip toes and kissed Grey's cheek.

"Sorry. One and only question has been used. Goodnight Charles~ See you in the morning."

You slowly raised the glass to your lips as you started walking back towards your room, a smile never leaving your face.

~~~

"It's not fair..."

"It's very fair."

"No it's not. I was tired!"

"That's why I made it EXTRA clear."

"You're mean."

"Fact."

You and Charles Grey had been arguing over what happened just last night, which you found hilarious. Charles Phipps found it kind of amusing as Charles Grey was suffering. Charles Phipps knew who you were on about as when the arguing started he simply asked and you told him, making him pinky promise not to tell anyone, especially Grey. Pinky promises were taken seriously when it came to you. You once hit Grey in the knee with a brick for breaking a pinky promise, and you once poured lemon juice in Phipps' eyes for doing the same. Since those incidences everyone in the manor knew not to mess with you and pinky promises.

"You told Phipps with no hesitation."

"I did say I would yesterday." You smirked. It was almost time for you to go to bed and you decided you would tell him before falling asleep.

"Fine. I'll tell you, only if you walk me to my room."

"Your room is on the other side of the manor to mine!"

"Do you wanna know or not?"

Charles sighed as he slowly started walking to your room, you following behind. Soon, you reached your room. Charles crossed his arms waiting for the answer while you unlocked your door. You never really kept it unlocked as you never trusted Double Charles enough for that. You stepped inside and turned around.

"You."

Was all you said as you closed the door and locked it, leaving Charles Grey confused while you got into bed, giggling slightly as you let the pull of sleep take over.

A/N

I suck at updating.
I suck at life.
I suck.

But here I am once again.

Hehehe

Ciel: Why are you laughing?
Author: The real question is why aren't you?
Ciel: I don't laugh.
Author: You're just boring like Sebastian.
Sebastian: Why would you think I'm boring M'ilday?
Ciel: Don't be stupid, Sebastian. She doesn't think.
Author: Oh. I do think Mr No Smiles. Most of the time about you... Oh. I'm smooth.