So, this is basically going to be a collection of one shots based on the AU from 'The Butler, Babysitting'. All of them take place after that story. In this one, Ciel is four, but his age will change depending on what I feel like writing. I'll tell you what his age is in each chapter. Sebs will be the same as usual, of course XD
There'll be no plot whatsoever just fluff, fluff and more fluff so feel free to send me as many requests as you want to!
I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any characters.
~princess
It was after midnight, and everyone in the manor was asleep. Apart, of course, from Sebastian the butler; he had no need for sleep, and spent the night cleaning the manor and preparing for the next day.
He was in the kitchen thinking about what to serve the Phantomhive family- which was Vincent and his four year old son, Ciel- when the pattering of small, bare feet distracted him. He glanced up to see a little child in the doorway, staring curiously.
With a sigh and a smile, he walked over and leaned down to Ciel's eye level. The child returned his gaze with his big blue eyes. "Young master, what are you doing wandering around the manor? You should be asleep in bed."
Ciel put his thumb in his mouth, his blue eyes widening slightly. "No sleep," he said, the sound muffled by his thumb.
"Pardon?"
Ciel blinked. "Can't sleep, Sebastan!"
"Well, you certainly won't sleep if you're walking around out of bed."
"Want to stay with you."
Sebastian sighed wearily. When he had been left to babysit Ciel for a day, the child had successfully melted his cold heart with his adorable mannerisms and innocent face. Since then, Sebastian had helped Vincent take care of him. He soothed Ciel to sleep when he had a nightmare and cleaned up when he had an accident or was sick. He was also frequently called upon to persuade the child to eat. However, Ciel was often difficult and there were times when Sebastian wished he would just behave himself for once.
Knowing that if he tried to take Ciel to bed the little boy might well throw a fit and wake up the household with his cries, Sebastian tried a different approach. He smiled at the baby. "Well, I'm planning the meals for tomorrow. Do you want to help?"
Ciel stared at him uncertainly for a few moments. "Okay."
"Come on, then." Sebastian lifted the child with ease and walked back to the counter, holding him in his arms. Instead of holding onto Sebastian's clothes or snuggling into the butler's chest, Ciel sat up and gazed around the room curiously. He rarely entered the kitchen.
"We've got sausages and potatoes, or a meat pie. What do you think your daddy would like to eat tomorrow?" Sebastian looked at the child in his arms. Ciel stared at the options, his thumb in his mouth as he frowned in concentration.
Sebastian's heart melted a little more.
"Pie," said Ciel, at last.
Sebastian knew that he probably only said that because he would struggle to pronounce 'sausages' or 'potatoes', but he nodded seriously. "Thank you for the advice. I'll prepare a pie for your daddy's dinner tomorrow. And what would you like?"
Ciel took his thumb out of his mouth and smiled at Sebastian happily. "Cake."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "You can't have cake for dinner, young master. How about a baked potato?"
"Okay."
Ciel turned his body so he was facing Sebastian, then laid his head on the butler's shoulder.
"Tired?" asked Sebastian, rubbing the child's back gently.
Ciel shook his head and Sebastian chuckled. "I'm going to clean the sitting room, young master."
"I come too," murmured Ciel.
"Of course you can come. You can be my little helper," suggested Sebastian.
Ciel made a sound of agreement. Still chuckling, Sebastian made his way to the sitting room, then placed Ciel on the floor.
"Do you see the cushions on the sofa, young master?" Ciel nodded. "They're very messy. Do you think you could make them look tidy?"
Ciel nodded eagerly and attempted to climb onto the sofa. Sebastian leaned down to hoist him up, then grabbed a duster and began to lightly dust the shelves.
He glanced at Ciel to check he was all right, and smiled slightly when he saw the child clambering all over the sofa, lifting cushions at random and putting them somewhere else. It was a funny sight, as each cushion was almost as big as Ciel himself.
He finished dusting and straightened a few things, then picked Ciel up. "I think it's time for you to go back to bed now, young master."
Barely listening, Ciel gave a small yawn, snuggling into Sebastian's chest. He clutched the butler's shirt in both hands, then his grip loosened as sleep overtook him.
Sebastian smirked. "You seem to agree with me, little one." He began walking to the nursery, doing his usual trick of bouncing Ciel in his arms very gently. By the time they reached the nursery, Ciel was completely relaxed in his hold and was breathing deeply, snoring slightly. His mouth was open and he murmured quietly, squirming for a moment before sighing and slumping once more against Sebastian.
"Sweet dreams, young master," whispered Sebastian, as he gently placed Ciel in his small bed and tucked him in.