I only gave Merem the ones he wanted to keep. I drew a picture of him on them with frosting.

I gave a bunch of people cookies. I didn't learn all of their names...Sue tried one and liked it, so did Neville...Bazett was just being dumb the whole time.

Uh...a little guy with black hair, and Remilia, a kid with blue hair, a blonde guy, Sion...and another blonde guy. They all liked them.

[HMPH, HMPH CONTINUED.]

Well, he still tried one and said it was good.

Yea, the one that was messing with Marisa. Not much happened, she thought I'd poisoned the cookies or something, and then got all mad when I talked about how dumb the mage's club is.

Uh...no I didn't introduce myself...I just asked if they wanted a cookie. Why does that matter?

The mage's club is stupid.

Well, a lot of people accepted cookies. Most of them even said they were great, not just okay!

See, I can do it and I did pretty well, too. Shows how much you know.

The old man is the only decent one, but that doesn't redeem anything.

[None of that matters, Ciel, because VALIDATION!!! SWEET VALIDATION! This is no big feat for you but for Arcueid it is a challenge conquered.

She looks way happier than she should...and upon realizing it tries to snap into a nonchalant look.]

Good. Anyway, do you want these? [She holds up the closed container with a few cookies left inside.]

It's not a taste test I'm just asking if you want them or not.

Besides, I already ate plenty when I made them.

[She opens up the container and casually hands it out toward Ciel so she can take one if she wants.

...it seems the only ones left were the few she tried to draw crude renditions of Ciel's face onto using frosting...complete with proper colors for everything. Just like she did for Merem.

Eye Contact: currently impossible.]

It's just cookies, it's not like I can waste time. I just wanted to do something cool.

I did it for Merem too, since I figured he'd probably want some. [SO IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S JUST YOU is pointedly left out, however.]

If you don't want them I'll eat them.

[Everything that's not Ciel is sure cool to look at. Even if she is a horrible nag and nosy as hell she's at least been nice enough during their stay in Mayfield SO THIS IS ANOTHER AWKWARD SHOW OF APPRECIATION JUST TAKE IT GAWL.]

No, I didn't. I put lots of stuff on a lot of them.

Do you want them or what?

[Have an annoyed sounding vampire to counter that, goddamn nun.]

[Arcueid's going to finally make eye contact with Ciel...and she doesn't look amused.

Just going to stare for a long moment.]

No.

I made cat ones.

Why is this such a big deal?

[Arcueid is obviously highly annoyed with how much Ciel seems to be enjoying this.

THIS IS THE LAST TIME SHE WILL EVER.]

Then take them.

What were you coming here for, anyway?

[THE LAST. FUCKING. TIME.]

Yea, I'm sure you aren't. You can leave 'em here I guess.

[Instead of taking them, though, Arcueid just opens the door to the house and walks in, leaving it open behind her.

You can just come in here and drop them off your damn self. Arcueid, meanwhile, is going to flop onto the couch because she's been messing around in the daylight for so long.]

[Arcueid stretches an arm out, waving it idly.]

Yeaaaa, that's fine.

[Though the speech is muffled from having her face buried in a pillow, she's sure Ciel can probably still hear it.]