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Black Butler Universe

It was a cold, December night in England on December 14, 1890. Ciel Phantomhive sipped his tea as he watched his three idiotic servants try to put on a little play. He appreciated the gesture, of course, but did they really think that he, the great Earl of the Phantomhive estate, guard dog for the queen, would enjoy their childish play?

Mey-Rin had just finished her monologue, which consisted of her describing how fabulous her master was, when the parlor doors opened to reveal Sebastian, his hair covered in snowflakes. He walked over to Ciel and handed him a letter with the Queen's seal on it.

"This is for you, my young master"

Ciel nodded, turning his attention back to the three fools. "I have some business to attend to. Please excuse me." He stood up and left, Sebastian trailing after him like the obedient butler.

"Ah man, we were just getting to the good part!" Finny exclaimed, slumping down into a chair. "Now what do we do?! That was supposed to be our present to the young master! He was going to be so happy that he would actually smile!" He promptly burst into tears. The other two just rolled their eyes and plopped down into some chairs.

"Don't cry, Fin!" Bardroy told him, "We can just continue it when Bocchan comes back, right?" Finny instantly perked up, jumping up into the air.

"We shouldn't be sitting here than! We should be practicing! Maybe we could add a part for Tanaka too!" They all looked over to Tanaka, who was sitting in the corner, drinking his tea.

In Ciel's Office

"I can't believe Her Majesty took in some random vagabonds and is just pawning them off onto me! I'm no babysitting service after all. I'm a respected Earl, who should not be taking care of some street people!" Ciel ranted. The letter, sitting on his table, had indeed came from Her Majesty, although the contents of it perplexed Ciel. The Queen had run across some strange folk on the streets, and according to her they seemed "Different in many ways. It was my duty to help them, of course!" And now she was making Ciel take care of them and help them with whatever they need until she can find a good place for them. They must be children, Ciel thought, I mean, Her Majesty wouldn't take in random vagabonds!

"So what shall I tell Her Majesty's messenger?" Sebastian said, a slight smirk evident on his face.

"I cannot disobey Her Majesty, so I must take care of these people." Ciel said, sighing in the end. "Tell the messenger that I shall take them in, however, they shall work for me for the time that they're here. A little work never killed anyone." Sebastian smirk turned into a smile, and he felt the urge to laugh. The irony was very evident, as Ciel had barely worked a day in his life.

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian said as he exited. Ciel sat down with a sigh, thinking about what was to come. How many were there going to be? He wasn't going to house an entire orphanage of children. He could barely handle the three servants he had now, how would he handle the newcomers? He finally decided that he would make Sebastian handle them, as he was much too busy.

All Ciel hoped for at this point was that they weren't just street rats who would mooch off of him