Chapter 2: The Butler, His Hitched

It was just a simple night in a presumed haunted mansion, nothing more. Just a simple night in a simple freakin' scary house, not a match making trip. Anne and Kristian; two of the girls at the academy with me, convinced me to go with them on this adventure. Man, how I wish I hadn't.

It started out normal, the grounds were beautiful, far too well kept for being an abandoned mansion, that should have been my first hint.

I looked around to find neatly trimmed hedges and nicely decorated gardens. Though I am definitely not one for landscape, I really did like it.

"Check out the décor!" Anne whispered.

We walked up the front stairs in the front, gawking at the mansions size. Yep, bad idea. So why was I going to do this? We spent a good thirty minutes trying to figure out how to get in. We finally fit in through only to be discovered by the dog.

If one could possibly call that thing a…Dog?

"What the heck is that?!"

It stood taller than two men. It's white fluffy coat was stained with some crimson liquid, and it's eyes were specifically drawn to me.

A low rumble rattled in its chest and it stalked forward.

I hate canines. I hate fire. God really did forsaken me that night to allow me to meet with a fire breathing canine.

My life is hell.

We hauled out of there so fast I forgot my headband on the hallway floor. To hell with it! Little did I know it was going to cost me later.

They came in like they owned the joint. A small silver haired boy and a black haired butler. The other maids flooded the hallways, trying to catch a glimpse of glory that was the butler, while I was swept to the side, not even getting a chance to know what was going on. And just like that the excitement died down and the maids started to leave.

"What was that about?!"

"Line up ladies!" I heard the pain-in-the-um (bad word) yell.

Immediately, we swarmed in the hall falling into perfect symmetry against the walls.

'A uniform inspection maybe'

I started to fiddle with my clothing making sure all the ties were tight and no stains and….oh crap. I patted the top of my head helplessly realizing I had forgotten my headband in that crappy mansion.

"He's so beautiful," A girl next to me swooned. I looked up and realized she was referring to the butler. He was walking down the row of maids, casually glancing at a few.

'What's going on?'

He started to get closer, his eyes suddenly fixed on me. That's when he gave me a smile that is now burned in my head, and not in a good way.

'Oh crap'

I looked forward trying to ignore him.

'Nope, he did not just look at me, he is so not coming over to me'

I shot another glance in his direction. He was full on staring at me now and getting closer.

'No this is not happening'

He came to a stop in front of me. And all eyes were suddenly on me as well. I looked up at his smiling face and I knew I was done for. He began to reach into his coat pocket for God only knows what, never once looking away. He pulled whatever it was out slowly, almost as if to tease me. He gently place it on my head and stepped back to admire it.

"A perfect fit," He said which made all the girls swoon.

"F***" I breathed realizing it was my headband. I guess that mansion wasn't really vacant. I shot Anne and Kristian a look. The idiots were gesturing thumbs up at me.

I got pulled into the director's office later on, the butler was in there too. The boy introduced himself as Ciel the head of the Phantomhive house. I could buy that. He was a well-mannered kid. But what he said next was the most shocking.

"Sebastian, I believe you wanted to ask the Director a favour?" Ciel said.

"Yes master" He bowed to Ciel then turned back to the Director.

"We would like to commandeer this Maid as a servant of the Phantomhive home and my Wife,"

"o.O Huh?!" We exclaimed in unison.