Phantomhive manor; an old, Victorian-era mansion that was home to many unusual things. There was a revenant and several demons in that household- two of them were bisexual secret agents, one of them was a butler who was practically perfect in every way, and one of them is a youngling who is curious about everything. All of them had their own quirks, and they were far from "ordinary", but they were still happy. Today, however, there was a guest at the mansion.

Due to the events from last night, a certain Patricia Ramirez stayed the night at the estate while seeking shelter from a murderous doppelganger. She didn't sleep well in the slightest, so it was a good thing that they hadn't woken her up until the next morning. It was hard to sleep, when you've suddenly found yourself seeing all sorts of things. Monsters were real. How can one focus on trivial things like sleeping at that discovery.

Her surroundings didn't help, either. She had never set foot in such a place before. In addition to the discovery of monsters, she had discovered that her new friend, Travis, was wealthy and had even wealthier friends. Things were just getting more and more ridiculous! How on earth did she manage to find herself in this situation?

Eventually, the soft bed and pillows dragged her into a deep slumber, but that didn't help prevent bags from forming under her eyes. Patricia woke up a bit disorientated both from this and her unusual surroundings. Being awakened by a strange butler was also a massive part of it.

The man was tall, well-dressed, and she had to admit, good-looking. He had a bit of a strange atmosphere around him that she couldn't quite put her finger on, but given recent events, she had an idea. Regardless, she still followed him to the dining room. In all honesty, she was surprised that she was given breakfast, given the fact that she somewhat barged in. She didn't object, however. The contents of her plate looked delicious.

Heavenly! It took only one bite to decide that this was perhaps one of the best things that Patricia had ever eaten. She almost wondered how much it would cost to hire a chef. She almost lost herself in her meal until she saw someone else enter the room.

"Good morning…" said a small, sleepy voice. It was the voice of a small boy, who looked to be about nine or ten years old. He walked into the dining room, his bare feet slapping against the hardwood floor as he did, still wearing his pajamas as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. His stubby tail flickered back and forth occasionally- yes, his tail.

Patricia's eyes widened at the boy and she dropped her fork. This child had a pointed ears, crimson eyes, a tail, and horns. Unless she was severely mistaken, most human children have none of those things. As soon as the metal object clattered against the plate, the boy actually looked up at her. His grogginess faded almost immediately as a panicked expression came over him.

"Sebastian!" he called loudly, turning tail and running in the direction he came from. "SEBASTIAAAANN! THERE'S A LADY IN THE DINING ROOM!"

"Hey!" Patricia called out, standing up slightly. She sat back down as the boy was ushered back into the room by the mysterious butler clad in black. The butler gently pushed against the boy's shoulders, shooing him along back into the room.

"Now, now, there's nothing to be worried about, Luka." Sebastian reassured. "This is Patricia. She is a guest. She'll be going home after breakfast, so be polite."

The boy, apparently known as "Luka", reluctantly sat down in his usual spot, where a plate was already waiting for him. His feet swung back and forth as they dangled, unable to touch the floor while he started shoveling in food. Remarkably, he seemed to forget about their guest momentarily, as he was seemingly distracted. The woman who was also seated at the table, couldn't help but stare at him. Without a doubt, he was the strangest little boy that she had ever laid eyes on.

"Where is Revy?" The butler asked of the child, arching an eyebrow.

"In his room, still, I guess." Luka said with his mouth full. He offered a small shrug as well. "I think he's still asleep."

"I told him to get up fifteen minutes ago…" Sebastian muttered, shaking his head. "Was he up all night blogging again?"

"Dunno, I didn't ask."

"I'll have to go get him, then…" the butler said, turning to walk away. "I'll return shortly."

"Wait, Sebastian! Don't lea-" The bruenette cut himself short as the older demon already ventured out of sight. Now, he was all alone with a stranger and he didn't know how to act. The poor lad fidgeted in his chair, suddenly feeling incredibly self-conscious about his horns and tail. He shrunk himself, keeping his eyes on his plate as he slowly started to eat again.

"Relax, I'm not gonna bite." Patricia said, feeling bad for the tiny demon. "I'm too tired and I'd rather be biting my breakfast."

"What are you doing here?" asked the demon, peeking up at the human ever so slightly.

"I needed to hide from someone, so the blue-haired guy let me stay here." She replied. Embarrassingly, she never learned the name or identities of the two detectives that let her in. They never introduced themselves. "My name's Patricia, by the way. You can call me 'Patty', if you want."

"I'm Luka…" the child bashfully said. "You're… human, right?"

"Sure am." Answered Patricia. "And you are?"

"I'm a demon… Not a strong one, but a demon…"

"Okay, I've seen everything, now." The woman declared, shaking her head. "First there's shape-shifters, and now demons… What's next, the wolfman?"

"One of my babysitters is a werewolf, does she count?" The boy watched curiously as the girl seated near him put her head in her hands.

"This has got to be some weird dream…" She said. "Or a prank… If Travis is pranking me, I will kill him so hard…"

"Oh, you're new to this stuff…" the demon said aloud. "It's really not that weird. We're not bad demons, so you don't gotta worry about that."

"There are 'good' demons?" the human girl asked, looking up. After a few seconds, she seemed to pick up on something. "Wait, what do you mean 'we'?!"

"Me, Sebastian, Jim and Ciel." The boy listed off. "Oh, Jim is my big brother. He doesn't like it when most people call him that, though, and usually goes by 'Alois'. Ciel is his boyfriend. He's the one with the blue hair and he also owns this house."

"So… everyone in this house is a demon…?" inquired the house's guest.

"No, Revy's a revenant."

"What's that?"

"A dead body possessed by a spirit."

Patricia honestly didn't know how to respond to that. That was absolutely terrifying. She was the only human being in a large mansion inhabited by supernatural beings. It sounded like she was the protagonist in some horror video game. How does one respond to that? The demons seemed polite enough, so as bad as she wanted to, she couldn't exactly run screaming in terror.

"I want to go home…" she said, pushing away the plate in front of her and laying her head down on the table. "I'm going to hell…"

"We're not gonna hurt ya!" Luka protested. "We're good guys!"

"I can't deal with all of this… Am I dreaming? I'd like to wake up now…"

"Hey!"


A/N: Luka is kind of offended...

Ah, I wanted more to happen, here, but I was already at over 1,000 words, and I didn't know how to lead into it. So, this happened.

Ah... I just thought of something... Readers who don't follow me on Tumblr have no idea about the "Alubastian" joke, do they? It's a ship I made, specifically because Sebastian would absolutely HATE it.

There's probably a bunch of other Tumblr-only jokes... Like it's an exclusive club or some shit...

Anyway, there's no questions, it looks like, so until the next chapter, my duckies~!