Crossover glee!

[splinteredstar]

Meme gleefuly stolen from speaky_bean!


You, the reading list, give me two characters you know I'm familiar
with from different fandoms, and I'll give you a dialogue between them,
without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds
clashed, or how they could even meet each other -- just a silly
crossover conversation for fun with no backstory


Crossover away! And multiple requests are fine.

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[veleda-k.livejournal.com]

Cain and Sebastian! And since multiple requests are ok, Riff and Ciel would be neat too.

Cain and Sebastian!

[starsplinter.livejournal.com]

“Forgive me, but I fear I have offended you butler.”
“Riff is overprotective. Pay it no mind.”
“Protectiveness can be a valuable trait in a butler.” A pause. “That vial, it is arsenic, is it not?”
“…yes. I’m impressed you recognize it.”
A smile. “What sort of butler would I be, if I could not do even that?”
“Is your master regularly the victim of such things?”
“No, but I must always be aware. May I?”
“I’d rather not. You might drop it.” A thin smile. “There would be an awful fuss if you poisoned yourself.”
“I have survived arsenic poisoning before, but if you insist.”
“Oh?” Another smile. “You are an interesting man to be a butler. Is there any chance I would be able to convince you to come to my estates?”
“Is your butler less than satisfactory?”
“Not at all. He is most capable. Merely somewhat fussy. And you intrigue me.”
A polite smile and a bow. “I am flattered, but I fear I must refuse. I feel I am best suited to my current position.”
“Ah, a pity. Nevertheless, I may be calling on your master soon. A man who keeps you by his side must live a fascinating life.”
“I will inform him. If I may?”
“Of course. Send your master my regards.”

Sort of sequel to the last one

[starsplinter.livejournal.com]

“I’m sorry child, but are you lost?”
“…” A disbelieving stare. “No. I am waiting on my butler. He will be here soon.”
“…I see. Until he returns I will accompany you.”
A sharp glare. “That will not be necessary.”
“I’m sure your parents would prefer that you were accompanied-”
Another glare. “I am the head of the family. I am capable of looking after myself.”
“…ah. My apologies. I did not realize.”
A long pause. “You’re not leaving, are you.”
“With your permission, I would like to remain.”
“…fine. Assuming you have nothing better to be doing.”
“My own responsibilities are fulfilled.” A pause. “Your sign – you are the Earl Phantomhive?”
A sharp nod. “You should have checked that before you offered unnecessary assistance.”
“My apologies again, sir.”
“…you’re still not leaving.”
“My master would be displeased if I allowed you to come to harm by my lack of attention.”
“And who is your master that he has any business concerning himself with my fate?”
A faint smile. “I am in the employ of Count Cain Hargreaves. He encountered your butler and was quite impressed. He intends to introduce himself soon.” A faint chuckle. “The letter expressing his invitation should arrive at your estate tomorrow.”
“I see. I will... consider his invitation. Ah, Sebastian. You’re late.” The butler emerges. “Thank you for accompanying me, but I must be going. Send you master my regards.”