Since the current staff of the Phantomhive manor was incapable of actually performing any of their tasks correctly, Ciel figured it might be time to hire another servant. This dreary life was starting to bore Ciel and he wanted someone who could not only protect the estate but also provide some entertainment for him and his guests.

"Shall I put an ad in the paper my Lord?" asked Sebastian in his usual monotonous tone.

"I suppose so. Have it read 'New servant wanted in the Phantomhive household. Must be trained in some sort of combat. Must be talented in one or more of the performing arts.'"

"Yes, my Lord."

…..

As I looked up from the ad clutched in my hand I could only stop and marvel at the grandeur of the mansion in front of me. A bead of nervous sweat trickled down my face as I grabbed the large doorknocker and banged it against the door. A tall, dark haired man in butlers' attire swiftly opened it.

"Ummm, I'm here as an answer to this ad in the paper. My name is Olivia. I don't have much training in being a servant but I've been in the entertainment business for a while and know many martial arts." I blurted out, not even stopping for a breath.

"Yes, come in Miss. Olivia. The young master is this way. He will want to interview you." Came the reply.

I followed him through the majestic halls of the manor. Everything was so pristine and beautiful. I had never seen somewhere so clean in my life. Where I came from, everything was covered in grime and dust. The railings were polished so well I could see my reflection. Everything was intact and glowing. A large boom sounded from another room and I looked up at the butler for an answer. He only grinned and said, "That's our cook. If you get the job you'll get to meet him."

What kind of cook blows up his own kitchen? I thought, confused and slightly alarmed. We kept walking through the mansion and I was shocked at how large it was. From the outside it was large but from the inside it was massive! Eventually we reached a closed door and stopped. The butler opened the door and motioned for me to step inside.

"Did you come as an answer to the ad?" said a voice that could only belong to the young master I had heard of earlier. I looked up and saw the Earl was only about 12 or 13. His clothes were very elaborate and he looked very important.

"My name is Ciel Phantomhive. I'm the earl of Phantomhive and am in need of a servant to do three tasks. 1. Assist the other servants in their duties. 2. Be able to entertain my guests and I. 3," his voice suddenly got very low and serious, "Be willing to risk everything to protect the manor and myself." I had never had much of a family and didn't have anything to lose so I agreed.

"What martial arts and performing arts do you know?" asked Ciel.

"My names Olivia. I know karate and can use guns and arrows very well. I'm also pretty good with throwing knives. As for the latter, I can sing, dance, play violin and play the piano."

"Hmmm, you sound perfect for the job. Do you have any outside world attachments that could prevent you from doing your duties?"

"No, sir."

"Very well. Sebastian, introduce Olivia to the other servants."

"Yes, my lord."

Sebastian led me into the hall. "The servants are taking their lunch break so you can go meet them now. You may shadow them if you wish to see what their jobs are like. Help them if you can too, they're quite clumsy."

I nodded as he led me back through the manor. He opened a door, which led into a wooden stairwell.

"They are right down here. I have other tasks to do. Introduce yourself."

With that he was out of sight. I took a deep breath and started descending the stairs. What if they don't like me? What if they think I'm stealing their jobs? What if…? So many questions raced through my head. As I turned the corner I saw them. There were four. One was a woman who looked around 22 who was in a maids' outfit. She had pink hair in twin tails and insanely thick glasses masking her eyes. There was also a man who looked about the same age. He was in a chefs' uniform and had shaggy blonde hair and goggles hanging around his neck. There was also a small old man who was sipping tea and quietly chuckling. The fourth and most intriguing was a boy who looked around my age. He had blonde hair, which was kept in place by five red clips and had sparkling teal eyes. He wore a large gardeners hat over the back of his neck so I assumed he was the gardener.

"Oi, who is this?" asked the man I guessed was the chef.

"My names Olivia. I was answering an ad in the newspaper about a new servant wanted here. I'm supposed to help you and also provide entertainment for the earl and his guests. I was supposed to shadow one of you after lunch and see what I need to learn to do." My hands shook as I tried to shake hands with the pink haired woman who came up to me.

"I'm Mey-rin, the maid here. This tough guy over here is Bardroy, yes he is. However we just call him Bard. He's the cook. The man over here is Tanaka. He's a butler but," she started to whisper. "I don't really know what he does. Anyways, this here's Finnian, or Finny as we call him. He's the gardener here. "

"It's very nice to meet you!" the gardener said joyfully.

"Welcome to the house of Phantomhive." Muttered the chef.

"It's nice to meet all of you!" I said, curtseying slightly.

The gardener patted the empty space in the bench next to him and I sat down. It was an odd bunch, but they seemed like a family. I only hoped I would fit in.

"So what did you say your first task is?" asked the grinning gardener.

"I'm supposed to watch you work I guess, and see what it's like."

"You can come to the garden with me if you'd like." Said Finny softly.

"I'd like that very much. Thank you all for being so welcoming. I was really nervous."

"Ah, don't be. We don't bite. Well, Pluto does, but Finny here has got him under control. Right Finny?" Said Bard. Finny nodded vigorously.

"Where's Sebastian with lunch?" asked Bard. "He's usually here by now. Maybe it's punishment for blowing up the kitchen again." He added sullenly.

"Sebastian with lunch? I thought you were the cook?" I asked.

"I am! And a bloody good one at that! Sebastian just doesn't appreciate it and the remakes the meals himself."

"It's usually charred. Be glad Bard doesn't do much cooking." Mey-rin loudly whispered to me from across the table.

"Oi, no it's not! It's art! And that means exploding things." Bard argued as he playfully shoved the maid's shoulder.

We all started laughing. It was good to feel a part of a family again, even if I wasn't a true member yet. Just being with them reminded me of my childhood with my family before it was all taken away.

"The foods here!" Finny cried out gleefully.

The food looked delicious. I had never seen anything so delectable looking in my life! There was fresh fruit, and fish, and pastries! I was shocked when he put a plate in front of me.

"You made me one too!" I exclaimed, shocked that someone would do this for me.

"Of course, you're part of the Phantomhive household and should be fed like one." He said with a smile on his mouth. His eyes didn't smile, and it unnerved me. Sebastian left the room and the others began eating.

"Isn't Sebastian wonderful?" swooned the maid. I was wondering what she saw in those cold eyes that I didn't when Finny interrupted my train of thought.

"Eat up! And then we can go out to the garden and I can show you all of my plants!" Finny said proudly.

"All right!" I said with the first real smile I had in years.