The way to Ciel's new home was hell. He kept glancing at Sebastian, his brother. Sebastian only smiled back. He too, was nervous. Ciel hated these trips to a new place. 'New friends' as everyone would say to their kids as they're heading to a new home. Sebastian was always worried for his younger brother. Others always saw him as a play toy. The very thought sent shivers down Sebastian's spine. Others... Touching him. Ciel sent a nervous glance at the new house. "Well, we won't stay here for long. Right, Sebastian?" Ciel asked in French. "Correct, young brother. I'll make a plan to escape right away." Sebastian responded, also in French. They both exited the car, only to be greeted by a happy-go-lucky type of person. "Hello, new children! I am Angela, leader of 'The Purified Orphanage.'" She said, smiling brightly at the two. "Yeah, whatever." Ciel responded, running his hand through his blue hair. "Just show us where we sleep and shit." "Language, brother. This is a 'purified orphanage,' so no impure language." Sebastian smirked, clearly ticking his brother off. "I don't care. Let's just get out while we can."