*Giggles* I thought I would write this cuz I really like écriture fluffffffff! *Whines* ;-;




Mel linked her arm with her brother's, smiling proudly; she had finally gotten Ciel and Jaime to go on a double rendez-vous amoureux, date with Shane and herself.
"So, Royal Diner?"
"Yep!"
"Oookay." Jaime pushed open the doors. He led Mel inside, Ciel and Shane followed. They sat at a window-side table. Grey tabletops greeted the young couples, as they sat on the wire backed chairs.
"Fancy." Ciel muttered, sitting beside Shane.
"The usual, Adams?"
"Yes please!" Mel beamed. "Plus a number three, and one!"
"Right on it's way." Mel giggled, holding Jaime's hand tightly.
"Why are toi so clingy today?" Jaime tried pulling his hand away.
"Because I wanna be!"
"Makes... sense?"
"Uh huh! Now look! Food! I l’amour food!"
The waitress set a slice of cheesecake in front of Ciel, french fries in front of Mel, and burger and shake in front of Jaime. Smiles went all around, the aroma of nourriture seeping into them.
"Yum." Mel smiled as Shane took the french fry with his teeth.
"Ew." Jaime stuck his tongue out, only to be bitten par his sister.
"OW. MY THREAKING THOUNGE." Jaime spat at his sister.
"Should've kept it in your mouth." She bit into a french fry. Being the only girl there, it was awkward, but nice.
"Cheesecake?" Ciel held up his fork to Mel's face.
"Nope." Jaime took Ciel's fork into his mouth.
"Hey!" Mel glared at Jaime.
"You're allergic to strawberries, 'member?" He pointed to the fraise gel that smothered the cake.
"I hate you, Ciel." Mel murmured, shoving a french fry into her mouth.
"Sorry, babe." Shane patted her hand.
"That's my leg, Mel." Ciel looked at her.
"You had to wait five minutes to tell me that?"
Snickers went around the table, Mel joined in for the heck of it.
"I l’amour toi guys." Mel beamed, throwing french fries at them.
"We l’amour toi too Mel."

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Ciel and Jaime sat upside down on the couch, while Shane and Mel sat on the floor, playing chess.
"Check. Mate." Mel smirked, her pieces surrounding Shane's king.
"Yep."
"MEL." Jaime poked her side.
"WHAT." She poked his face.
"Hai."
"Hello." Fang stood in the doorway.
"Mistah Stalker! 'Sup?" Mel threw a pawn at him, he caught it staring at Mel.
"Where have toi guys been?"
"Royal le dîner, salle à manger in D.C."
Fang raised an eyebrow.
"Oookay." He backed out of the room. The couples laughed.



Props if toi get the references from a couple of my favori shows!