Your POV
I was in the practice tent doing some stretches when I felt someone poke my shoulder. Startled, I whipped my head around and was just about to punch them in the nose when they yelled in shock, "ah! Didn't mean to scare ya, lass!"
"Oh, Joker, it's just you." I sighed, going back to my stretches.
"Now what's tha' supposed to mean, exactly?" He laughed, poking me again and sitting beside me cross legged.
"Hm. No offence or anything, but what do you want?"
He laughed in response, "well.. I actually came to ask a favour if that's alrigh' with you."
"Sure, whatever you need, I guess"
"Oh, in that case, how would you feel about helpin' with the dinner. See, Smile... -how do I put this- well... He's not a very capable chef."
I chuckled, "that much I already know."
"Yeah, so would ye?"
"Of course, when do I need to be there?"
He thought for a moment. "Well, 'bout 'alf an hour. If ye can." He stood, patting down his coat.
"Sounds good to me. See ya then, old timer." I smirked.
He chuckled and scratched the back of his head, "don'cha think tha's a wee bit harsh?"
"That's what Dagger calls ya. Don't worry, your not old yet."
Joker laughed "so 26 is what ye kids class as almost old now?"
I chuckled "depends on the soul. Off you go, now. I'm gonna need to wash before I help you with breakfast."
"Righto, see ya." He waved as he walked out of the tent. I stood and went to shower. Well, i say shower though really, it's a bucket of ice cold water tipped over my head. I shrugged, eh, same difference!
Time skip
I was on my way to the food hall about.. (hm.. 30 minutes later? Probably.) 30 minutes after my 'refreshing shower', walking along the dirt path, waving at any of the circus-folk I came across.
"Ah, Ms Devil. Glad you could make it." My brother smiled at me as I tied back my hair and put on the mouse brown apron.
"Good evening, Black!" I curtsied and turned to Ciel, "good evening, Smile." I smirked teasingly as I said the stage name.
"Hmph. Come to assist me I presume?" He changed the subject, turning back to his pile of—
"Holy cr*p! Are those meant to be potatoes?!" I couldn't help yelling in shock as I viewed the slices of potatoes. That's right, they were slices. Of potatoes. I sighed and thought to myself 'and I thought he could get anymore helpless'.
Ciel scowled and turned away, slightly red. "Well obviously."
I shared a pitiful glance with my brother and kneeled besides the master as Sebastian announced, "there's nothing to be done, I shall prepare fish and chips as today's meal." He earned many cheers and shouts of excitement and surprise from the hungry bystanders.
I laughed and patted Ciels shoulder, speaking quiet enough that only he would hear, "Sorry master, but jeez, learn to cook." I smiled jokingly as he scowled.
"It's a lot more difficult than it would seem."
I responded with another pitiful laugh, "Sure. Sooo much skill required to skin a potato." I ruffled his hair, knowing he couldn't do much about it here and went to help.
"Want me to prepare the fish, Black?" I called, already slicing up the pale salmon with the knife I took from Smile.
"That would be most helpful, yes miss Devil." He responded as he sorted between which potatoes were right to cook and which needed to go.