Everyone was gathered in the largest room of the Phantomhive home. No one was sure who had brought them all together or why. Suddenly the large wooden doors slammed open and a flash of red interned the room, running to the center.
It was Grell, now standing in front of everyone. "I'm so sorry I'm late. I was on my way when there was this sale I just had to stop-"
"Grell, would you very much mind telling us why you thought it wise to bother the master today?" Sebastian stared at him with an annoyed look. "He does have things to do you know."
"Oh of course Bassy." Grell twirled around a large, flashy red purse. "I was sitting alone, bored to death, when I thought to myself. We should all play a game."
Ciel rubbed his eyebrows in frustration. "Get in with it already."
"Mercy you're testy. You all give me an item, only the boys for now." Grell giggled. "Then a lovely young lady will draw an item from my purse. Then I'll shove the two of you in the nearest closet for seven minutes."
The room got so quiet you could hear a pin drop. "I like it. Never done anything like that before. I'll give it a go." Bard smiled.
"Good, then since the rest of you wouldn't answer me we're playing, now give up your stuff." Grell danced around as he collected the items.