Pazz dat T plz (Pass that tea please): Kuroshitsuji PRP for me and LID

A young demention traveler named Liz accidentally ends up in the Kuroshitsuji realm. Upon arriving, she decides to have one goal and one goal only--to get Ciel and Sebastian together. To put her plan into motion, she entrusts the help of many of her fellow characters. Hilarity ensues.

The dark-skinned girl sat on the top of a mound of rubble. She was affectionately petting behind the ears of her huge Sumatran tiger. He looked up at her and gave a questioning "Ruuu?" as if to say "Well what now?" She turned and smiled gently at the orange-and-black furred cat. "We're leaving now Olives. We have to find them."She pointed to a picture of Ciel Phantomhive, and another picture of Sebastian Michealis. She let Oliver sniff the pictures, getting the scent of the two men in his scent receptors. She straddled the cat's back, and gently tapped his leg with her foot. The cat stood, and she sat on his back. She gripped the harness around the cat's chest and made a ticking noise with her tongue and whispered "Track," to him. The cat jumped with a start, nose to the air, and began to track the scent of Ciel and Sebastian.

As soon as they arrived at the door of the mansion, Liz rose a small hand and gently rapped on the door...once...twice...three times, hoping for an answer.

Sebastion heard a banging on the front doors of the mansion. "Finny," he said. "Finish cooking dinner." Sebastion left the kitchen and opened the grand front doors of his master's mansion. "Ah, can I help you, miss?"

"Why hello there, Sebastian," Liz purred, twirling in, Oliver following her. "My, what a nice mansion you have. I never expected it to look so nice in person! Oooh, I must take pictures for my Social Studies teacher! Mr. Price would be sooo surprised that I got pics like this!"

Sebastion hesitated. What did she want?
"Is there something I can help you with? Or have you come to see Ciel?"

"Help me?" she laughed. "Oh, I just need a place to stay is all. You wouldn't mind hosting a demention traveler and her cat for a while would you?" in his customary greeting, Oliver stood up and placed both enormous paws on Sebastian's shoulders, licking his face with his rough tongue.

Sebastion couldn't resist cracking a small smile. He loved cats. "I'll have to speak to my master. Please excuse for a moment." Sebastion excited the hall, walking up the large staircase up to Ciel's room. He knocked and waited for his response.

Oliver started to follow, but Liz whistled. "Oliver, sit." the cat sat on her command and watched as his new friend went up the stairs.
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Ciel, bored as ever, slightly started as he heard the knock. Relaxing, he called out "Come in."

Sebastion walked in bowing slightly toward Ciel. "There is a young girl downstairs that requests lodging in your mansion. Shall I send her away, or do you wish to speak with her?"

Ciel thought for a second. "I'll talk to her. Bring her in here," he ordered.
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Liz hummed slightly, rummaging through her backpack, before she found a large back of steak. "Ah. Oliver, come." she fed him a few pieces of the cooked meat. "Good boy."

"As you wish." Sebastion went back downstairs. "Ciel requests your presense. Please follow me." He started back up the steps again. "Oh, and if you would leave your, ah, cat here please."

Liz nodded. "Sit. Stay." she said to Oliver, then followed Sebastian up the stairs. Oliver let out a soft moan as she went, staring up after her.

Sebastion knocked on Ciel's door once again and waited.

"Come in." Ciel said, and then Liz pranced through the door.
"Why hello there, Ciel. My, you look marvelous," she purred, advancing on him. He raised an eyebrow.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Elizabeth, but don't get me mixed up with that blond chick. You can call me Liz." she grinned, showing off her pearly white teeth. "I just happened to drop by into this demention, and I need a place to stay for a while until I can go back. Apparently I have a little task to do here and can't leave until its done. Would you have me?"
Ciel blinked, and then leaned back against his chair. "Fine. But don't cause too much trouble," he sighed, and watched as Liz celebrated with a loud "Yay!" Ciel looked over at Sebastian and mouthed "Keep an eye on her."

Sebastion nodded and exited the room. he walked back down to the kitchen, pausing to scratch Oliver's ears.

Liz darted past Sebastian, skidding down the stairs on the railing. Oliver purred at Sebastian's touch, licking one of his hands.

Sebastion looked at Liz closely, pondering. He thought for a while beofore asking, "This 'job' you have here. What is it?"

Liz giggled. "I'm not allowed to tell you," she smirked, dancing around him. "Or else I'd be in trouble."

Sebastion looked at her, considering. He turned away and walked back into the kitchen. It didn't matter, he'd find out soon enough- he always did.

Oliver curiously followed Sebastian, and Liz snooped around the mansion to see if she could find anything interesting.

Sebastion moved about the kitchen, preparing everything perfectly as usual. But there was something missing... Where did the steak go? Sebastion glanced around and spotted the flick of a tail disappearing around the corner. He followed Oliver to the main hall, distracted him, and pulled the steak away. Sebastion shook his head, and resumed his preparations.

Back in the kitchen, Liz was standing on the counter, trying to reach the high shelves. "Hey Seb my main home dog, got any chocolate chips? I can't remember if they were invented around this time or not..." she murmured.
[Tryin to be hood huh Liz?]

Sebastion looked at her questioningly. He thought it best not to ask and began to set the dining table for dinner. After that was done, Sebastion went back into the kitchen. "Would you like me to show you to your room?"

"Sure," Liz replied, licking the remnants of...some kind of food off her fingers. She picked up her backpack and swung it over one shoulder and then looked at him. "Ready to be shown my HQ captain!"

"This way," Sebastion led her up the stairs. They went up a few flights of stairs and Sebastion walked down the hallway. He opened the door to one of the many guest bedrooms. "Here you are," Sebastion said. "Dinner will be served shortly.