et12356—Thanks for trying it! I got the chapter out quickly this time because someone actually asked for more :D

PatPatterson—Thanks for reviewing. The way I normally make that cryptic language is confusing to people, so I just had to do it in another language :P

I don't own Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) or have any affiliations with it or Yana Toboso. I just write fanfiction.

I do own the Bishop Family though.


I was cold. I was wet. But, I was not alone. The strange, tall, man who saved me stands to my left, slightly behind me. He's untying the ropes that bind me, and it's making his black hair fall into his face, hiding his eyes. I feel somewhat embarrassed, considering he's dressed so formally and I'm… in a mini-skirt and a tank top.

Yes, I'm that smooth. I swear, sometimes I need to wear more pants. Or just dress with the weather, that might help. Anyway, back to the important part: life. It looks like I'm still in her garden at first, but then I realize that the only similarity is the Koi Pond. He looks at me, and I notice that he has dark red eyes and somewhat fake smile.

"Hello Miss. My name is Sebastian Michaelis. I am the head butler of the Phantomhive household. If you need anything during your stay, please ask."

"My stay?"

"Of course. Do you think that the Young Master would leave a woman out in the cold, let alone one who is soaking wet?"

"Um… Maybe?"

"I hope you do not have a fever."

That made me a little angry. Excuse me for not knowing who this Phantomhive kid is! I'm not perfect, and I'm not even English. Gosh, some of these people need to get a life. Or learn to be polite. Who hires an impolite butler anyways? Someone who obviously doesn't notice it. Huh.

Sorry about that. Sometimes my temper flares randomly, my friends say it's because I'm short. Short person, short temper. At least, that's what they say to me. I don't agree at all, but if you want to do something, take it up with them.

He started leading me throughout the extensive garden. While it was quite beautiful, it was also over-extravagant. It was too perfect. But, my views of perfection are a bit different. Maybe I'll get to them later. I compared the white roses and crimson spider-lilies to my standards of perfection, and they fell below. I sighed in deep thought and almost tripped when the ground changed. The previous grass had turned into some sort of fancy tile, probably marble or some sort of nice slate. I don't know, I still think it's weird to put tile in the garden.

Soon Sebastian led me to another small tiled path. This one brought us closer to the main building, which, by the way, was ginormous. I used to think my dad's parent's house was big. It's three stories and has about five bedrooms. This thing was about four or five times the size. To be honest, it was like a monster house. It had an air of elegance, but I had a feeling that it was… not fake, but not real. I can't really explain it, but it was strange. This whole place was strange, and everything that happened was strange. I'm surprised I didn't have another temper flare or panic attack, actually.

He stopped abruptly and I almost walked into him. Then he led me through the house. Suddenly, we heard a small explosion. He kept walking, even though a small breeze ruffled his black tail coat. I pondered about what might have happened, and then I considered asking him about the explosion, especially since it was large enough to mess up my hair, but I decided against it considering I probably didn't want to know.

We were approaching a hallway when he suddenly put his left hand in front of me and stopped me. A statue flew across the hall. No joke, a full body statue. Then, Sebastian started to speak.

"Finnian… Bardroy… How many times have I told you not to hunt mice? You could have killed the young master's guest."

Two blond men were standing in the hallway. The dirty-blond was scratching his head and had a chef uniform on. The only thing that didn't belong was the aviator glasses around his neck. His hair was in an afro, and his face had some dark powder. I figured that he was the cause of the explosion.

The light blond-haired boy was frowning and apologizing. Finnian was his name, I think. He had hair clips holding his hair out of his face, which showed me that he looked ready to cry, and a straw hat. He wore a white and red uniform.

"Ah! Sebastian, I'm sorry!" They yelled.

"Don't let it happen again!"

I thought about how mean that was, but then I also thought about the way it could have killed me, and the way that it didn't seem to be the first time. I didn't comment on it in the end.

He led me through some more hallways till he approached a large door. Pausing, he knocked twice. A muffled, feminine voice uttered "Come in."

He entered, letting me follow behind him.

"Good day, young master, this is Miss…"

"Bishop. Danielle Bishop." I have no clue why I said my whole name, but it happened. I can't go back in time, unfortunately.

"Miss Bishop. She was bound by ropes and drowning in the koi pond. What would you like me to do, young master?"

The boy, who I presumed was his young master, looked up in a bored fashion. He looked me up and down. Than he did it again, before quickly averting his eyes, blush rising on his face.

"Get her a guest room. And some clothes. Then, come back here."

The butler, Sebastian, quickly ushered me out and led me to a room. Once inside, he went into the closet. He pulled out a device with… laces? Sebastian, I think, also pulled out a red, covering dress. At this point, I think I might have figured out what the laced-thing is…

"Sebastian… what's the date?"

"It is October 28, 1895."

My mouth fell open. Not only is that a corset, but I just went back in time! Holy Cake! And to top it, he put a blindfold over his eyes and approached me. I figured out what he was going to do: Dress me.

"Eep! No, I know how to put on a corset and a dress!"

"Really, than why aren't you wearing one?"

"Because… I don't like wearing them."

"And you are dressed in such revealing clothes because…?"

"Because I'm special, donut!"

"Donut?"

"Fake curses, you muffin!"

He just raised his eyebrow, and took off the blindfold. Then Sebastian shook his head and told me to get dressed. He left me there, with a parting word about a servant coming to get me for dinner.

I put on the corset, and then the dress. I swirled it around me a little, and then giggled at my girlish behavior. Sometimes I'm unbelievably feminine, and so far I haven't met any woman. I hope I do, or I'm going to be all alone here.

I guess all I can do now is wait.


(Sebastian's POV)

I walked back to the young master's study, as asked.

"Sebastian… See what she can do… I believe the Phantomhive Manor requires a few new faces."

"And by that you mean…?" Bothering the young master is a favorite pastime of mine.

"New servants, helping hands."

"And you believe the girl would work?"

He sent a dismissive look my way.

I bowed, hand over the place my un-beating heart occupied.

"Yes, my lord."


Finally! Second chapter of the revision done. Ok, I want to say something.

If you are reading this, then thank you for your support!

NOTICE TO ALL PEOPLE WHO SUBMITTED OC's: They will not be servants anymore, but they will still be there. I'm still making my own ark, but I can't use them all as servants. It just doesn't seem right for one person to have 8 servants.

Ok, I think that is all. Ciao, and thanks again!

-Cross