Next chapterrrrrrr!

Ermegerd I got a question and I'm also excited to write this chapter! NOW is when the REAL fun begins! 

Alright, with no further ado, QUESTIONS! :)

For Sebastian: What do you think of Vangie?

Sebastian: Well... She's a rather... what's the word? Ah, full of life! It's hard to describe what exactly I think of her, but... I feel like I know her from somewhere, if you could catch my drift. Or rather, her voice seems familiar. In fact, she... Oh! I've got it! She reminds me of a--

Ciel: Sebastian! I need you over here right now!

Sebastian: Oh my, look at the time! I must be going, thank you all so much for your time and support of "Insolence!" *leaves*

Me: *laughs evily* And you thought you'd find out what Vangie was~! Next question!

For Vangie: What's the best prank you can think of playing on Ciel? 

Vangie: *smirks* Oh, there are sooooo many options... Can I come back to you? *winks* Don't want Cici reading this and finding out what I'm doing to him next, you know!

Me: ... Next question! "William, are you a wombel of wimbleton?"

William: ... *pushes up glasses* ... *crickets* Is this some sort of sick joke? -_-

Me: Next! "Ciel, do you have feelings for Vangie? And Vangie, please kill Lizzie."

Ciel: Like feelings of hate?

Vangie: Gladly... But I could turn her into a tomboy as well!

Me: *hippie mode* Dude. You don't want to change, so she shouldn't have to either...

Vangie: Shut the hell up, no one asked you.

Me: ._. I'm being abused by my own characters... Help...

Vangie: Next question, "Ciel, will you tell Vangie about your past?" *blinks* What past?

Ciel: None of your business, prick.

Vangie: Fuck you.

Me: Next! Oooohhh.... We have soe great questions! "Ciel, could you ever think of Vangie as a lover?"

Ciel: *chokes on tea* WHAT?! N-no!

Me: Shut up. Also, "Will you marry me? Simple but effective. Do you know where that's from?"

Ciel: No?

Me: And last, "Do you really like Lizzie, because I heard that arranged marriages could be called off by the men and not the women. What's your opinion on that?"

Ciel: Of course I love Lizzie! As the heir to the Phantomhive  manor, I must! I would never call off our engagement! *mumbles*

Me: Okay... Calm down..

For Strawberry_Lemonade: When the f*ck are you going to update?!

Me: ...*shrugs* 

Alright, I've wasted your time and gone over my "bullshit-ing time limit," according to my editor.

Enjoy the next chapter of Insolence!

                                                                                    xXxXx

"So... This is the place?" Vangie asked curiously, her voice lacking a rude attitude for once. Ciel nodded, watching the towering forms of the magnificent beasts known as horses shoot past him and down a training track.

Vangie watched the animals speed past, then smoothed out her dress. It was made of the lightest, most comfortable silk, and was a light blue, much like the color that would've normalyl been found shimmering in frothy ocean waves. It was embroidered with pale lace, like the angry foam on the place where the beach met the sea. The neckline dropped substantially in the back, exposing pieces of porcelain skin. It reached only slightly past her knees, while the rest of her legs were covered by white stockings and simple, black, lace up boots. Her hair had been braided with ribbon and a string of pearls, and it hung just to her waist. The whole outfit was completed by a matching sun umbrella.

All in all, one could say that Vangie-- for once-- looked like a respectable lady.

She yawned and leaned back in her seat (generously provided by the owners of the track... Along with a small tent for the rest of the Phantomhive group.) The place itself was rather dull, to be honest. It was a fancy track with nothing similar to the tracks in America. Perfectly trimmed, green grass replaced rolling miles of plowed dirt, snooty royals replaced loud, cheery, drunk men betting on which horse was going to win. Well, there weren't even very many snooty upperclassmen today. The track was closed with the exception of staff and other such workers. She was almost regretting convincing Ciel to take her. 

"Evangeline?" Ciel tapped her shoulder lightly, "Sebastian and I are going to examine one of the bodies still on this site. Do not leave this tent, understood?"

Vangie glared, "You get to see dead people and I don't?! The fuck kind of prank is this?!"

Ciel gave her a pointed glare, and she sighed. "Fine, fine, I get it. No girls allowed or whatever. I'll stay in the tent!"

Ciel gave her a prim nod and exited the large tarped area with Sebastian, leaving Vangie in an even less cheery mood. "I hope you get poisoning from whatever you find in the corpse, you bastard!" She grumbled angrily, slumping in her seat. She didn't really know why she had asked to come. She supposed it was because she thought of horse racing, then thought of America and California an home. Though she wouldn't have admitted it out loud, she was starting to get used to the life she was making in England, and she had to remind herself that she didn't belong. She didn't belong anywhere--that was what she had to remember.

"Oi?! You another English lady 'round 'ere?" A voice asked, a rough American accent thick in his voice.

Vangie spun to where the voice was coming from and replied sharply, "Who're you calling British?! Uncle Sam would be ashamed that you didn't even recognize your own kin!"

A young man, maybe about Evangeline's age--possibly a year or two older--grinned, his large ice blue eyes glittering with amusement, "Sorry! I couldn't be sure. I heard your voice earlier, and got my hopes up, but I had to check to make sure you were the real thing!"

"Real thing?" Vangie asked sceptically, standing up.

"A real American, of course!" The boy chuckled as Vangie's bewilderment vanished.

"Well why didn't you say so?!" She joked, walking over and holding out her hand, "Lady Evangeline, to you." She said seriously, the boy's eyes widening as a deep frown settled on his mouth. She then burst out laughing, still awaiting the young man's handshake, "I'm kidding! The name's Vangie! Nice to meet 'ya!" 

The youth cackled along with Vangie, shaking her hand vibrantly, "I'm Finn! Finn Learson, to be exact!" He cracked a charming, pearly white smile. He was quite handsome, Vangie concluded. It wasn't a normal thing for her to think, but he really was quite attractive. His skin was tanned, the color of  light caramel, and he had dark, chocolate brown hair and delicate spirals of curls mixed in with shaggy bangs. He was a few inches taller than Ciel, so Vangie decided that he was quite tall (we must remember, she's only abut four foot nine!) All in all, a charming young man.

Vangie found herself smiling idiotically, and Finn grinned, a mischevious glint flashing in ocean blue eyes. Feeling a pink blush heat her cheeks, Vangie choked and let go of his hand, "Whoops. Spaced out a moment..." She paused before awkwardly continuing, "Ahem. So, what're ya' doin' over in England? Doesn't seem like the right place for your kind."

A knowing smirk spread over the boy's face, and Vangie felt her stomach drop slightly. She quickly let it go, though. "I could ask the same of you..." 

"Touche."

Giving her another dissarming smile, Finn shrugged, "I'm sure we'll have lots of time to talk about it!   If you understand what I mean!"

"Actually, no, not really." Evangeline countered, quirking an eyebrow.

A boisterous laugh accompanied by a relaxed drawl soothed her nerves, "You want to know where the real fun is, right? I mean... Unless you want to sit here all day and get to know eachother the proper way."

"Hm," Vangie fake reasoned, "How about... Hell no."

"Then it's decided!" A bell-like laugh was followed by cool, smooth hands grasping Vangie's own and pulling her out of the tent as they ran off in the direction of the stables, cackling the whole way.

As they ran, Vangie felt a feeling of dread gather in her heart. Ciel will be furious, her common sense reasoned, and you barely know Finn. 

Ultimately, though, the normal, spontaneous Vangie won out;

He's my own kin! And... Rather attractive...

After all, what possibly could go wrong?

                                                                                  xXxXx

I feel kind of cruel leaving this here for you guys, buuuuuttttt.... I posted. 

Don't ask about the side picture. I don't know either.

ALSO, I entered in the Kuroshitsuji Watty Awards, so please go vote! I would really appreciate if Insolence could even place, and I'll have to do something for you guys if it does. So give me your suggestions, vote, leave Vangie your questions, and so on!

I love you guys, and I'm really sorry I don't update as often as I'd like to. Lots of personal things get in the way, and I appreciate every sweet, patient, and excited comment I get! You guys rock!

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Yours, not so truly,

Matti