Chapter 10 : Stop and Think

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There are times where I would stop whatever I was doing, and think; Have I completely lost my mind? What would happen if it didn't go as planned? Do I have insurance? Wait, what in the world is insurance?

This was one of those times. If I had to be honest with myself, I only feel lucid enough to actually think about the consequences of my actions far in the middle of said action—which is stupid, really. What if my initial plans were to throw myself into a well? I'd be well dead (no pun intended) before realizing what a fool I was.

And that was how I found myself slowing my horse down to a trek. What was I thinking anyway? Riding on horseback to London? To a townhouse that I didn't specifically know. With a dress on—how unlady-like. And for what? Ciel would surely send me home once I get there. Oh, and did I mention it was pouring rain? Well, yes, it was.

I think my misery is legit enough.

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Finnian found himself feeling somewhat guilty. He couldn't exactly tell why, but he just felt so. Have he told the Lady Luna something she wasn't supposed to know? She was acting a bit strange; the way she pried for more information on the Young Master's London townhouse. It's as though she was planning on going after him on horseback—which would be what Mister Sebastian had told him to look out for.

The gardener shook the disturbing thoughts away, instead choosing to focus on weeding out the weeds on the flower bed. If he didn't focus, he could accidentally pull out the flowers instead of the weeds. And he wouldn't want Mister Sebastian scolding him for it. Nope.

The ruckus that followed his determined focus did break his concentration. It must have been Maylene, he thought. The maid could have lost her glasses and fell down a set of stairs. But the sounds of ruckus didn't stop there. It continued, and soon Finny found himself unable to concentrate. Decidedly, he stands up from his squatting position to enter the manor and ask why it's so noisy.

But it seems like he was beaten by the rest of the mansions' population; Maylene, Mister Bard, and Mister Tanaka. They were all looking at him as though he was the sole savior of their pitiful lives—save for Mister Tanaka, he was still calmly sipping his green tea.

"Have you seen the Lady Luna?" Maylene asked, her voice distressed. It looks as though they all have been searching for her through the mansion. "She's nowhere to be found!"

Finny felt a cold sweat breaking. Surely the lady hasn't done what he had been thinking of, surely she has more restrain than that.

"Finny!" the chef barked, apparently not amused. "Don't tell me you…"

The gardener could only let out a nervous chuckle before the whole group tackled him to the ground in rage.

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As Luna Phantomhive, what would I do if I couldn't find Ciel's townhouse?

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No, seriously. That wasn't a rhetorical question.

What would I do? Or maybe should. Because, well…right now…

"Miss, what did you think you were doing breaking into someone's house like that?"a police officer asked me, shaking his head in disapproval. "Were you even thinking at all?"

"Well, you see, this is all a very simple mistake that I made…haha…" I laughed dryly. "I thought that this was my cousin's house, so I…barged in."

The police officer sighed. I used this chance to eye my surroundings without looking suspicious. I suppose I was somewhat stupid; riding a horse to an exclusive townhouse area in London. To pull it off, I made a show of barging in with my horse—yes, that was very stupid, I concluded.

"Well Miss, you gave Mrs. O'Leary such a fright that we'll have to take you downtown." the police officer nodded, giving sideway glances to the…old lady that I accidentally startled by breaking into her house. Yeah, this is awkward.

I bowed apologetically to her and tried to look as sorry as possible—which isn't much.

"Oh, and you'll also have to pay for the damaged property," he added, scribbling something down in his notepad.

Aye…I'm doomed. And to top it off, I've got no money to bribe the officer with—and not even a single penny to replace Mrs. O'Leary's property. Ugh, how come I always end up in a mess ever since coming to the Phantomhive manor? First I get kidnapped, then get beaten up by some scarred dude which leads to some serious injuries, not to forget the part where I got harassed by the Phantomhive butler—okay, well, uh, that one I can't say for sure— and now this.

"Come on now, I don't want to waste all day here." The officer ushered me into a carriage. I followed him suit, but stopped midway when an idea struck my head.

"Sir, could you please tell me which of these houses is the Phantomhives'?" I asked conversationally, walking slowly, obviously stalling. The officer didn't look like he'd tell me, opting to stare at me suspiciously instead. Very smart Mister Officer, sir.

"Because I'd hate to break into the wrong house again when I get back." I added quickly. Even so, he still wasn't convinced. I suppose I wasn't much of a silver tongue, but really what do I have to do to convince him? Does he really think that I'll go with him nicely? Really? Do I look like the type?

Well then, there is only one last option in my arsenal; the innocent smile.

"Miss, could you please stop doing whatever it is you are doing?" the police officer suddenly said, looking at me seriously. Holy cheese, the innocent smile didn't work! Eh…wait, I don't have an innocent smile. I only have the smirk, the evil smile, and the sly smile… Crap.

"Sir, please I have to get to the Phantomhive's townhouse as soon as possible!" I begged. "My aunt is sick on her deathbed!"

I don't think those lies were very convincing… But I don't want to be arrested either! I'm too young to go to jail. I know that there's no way Ciel would bail me out, and who do I have left?

"Look Miss, I don't know what you're playing at, but we're going to the station for standard procedures." He said sternly, grabbing my arm and dragging me across the street. Oh shit, what am I supposed to do now? Err… attract attention? Maybe if it comes down to life or death Ciel would save me? Nah, I'm positive that he'll laugh in the safe confines of his townhouse, glad to be rid of me for good.

His townhouse…which is his townhouse? I shouldn't be too far away, yes, his house must be somewhere here. I just have to find which. Mmm… maybe the one next to Mrs. O'Leary's? That might be possible. Finny must've scribbled the wrong number down or something. That would be the only plausible explanation for my mistake. It's Finny's fault.

"Sir, please. I have to—"

"Sir, you don't have to take the girl downtown for standard procedures," Mrs. O'Leary intervened. Thank heavens for her kind soul! "She'll end up in jail for property damage anyway."

I take that back. You damned heartless old lady!

"But, what about my horse?" I asked back. Supposedly, this little fact had just slipped my mind. "I can't leave her out here alone!"

The police officer stared at me as if I just grew two heads. "Miss, I am not dumb. Your horse will be taken care of by the animal branch."

"Oh." Damn. I'm out of ideas.

"HEEELP! HEEEELP!" I screeched, attracting unwanted attention. Well, supposedly unwanted by the officer, but very much wanted by me. I'm sure that I'll look like the innocent one here, right?

Not five seconds have passed and people have already begun to turn their heads towards my direction. They were whispering to one another, but none came to my rescue. They were looking, just as I had intended, but that's as far as it went.

My screams have long died down and I bowed my head down in embarrassment. Hah, what is this, Luna Phantomhive, feeling embarrassed? I thought I had long flushed that emotion down the drain. Without warning, a makeshift cloth gag was put on my mouth and tied around my head. I didn't even try to fight the officer.

Chapter 10/END

Author's Note

Apparently I'm still alive. Expect more written crap out of me. Not really. Now I'm off to re-write this whole sad excuse for a story.