So sorry for the delay. . . I had exams, and so I couldn't get much done.
But now I'm on break, so I'll get Chap. 2 done in a week or so~.
Also, the next following chapters might be long, like this one. . . ^^;
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Ciel Phantomhive's Log- Day: 1 | Time: 11:24 AM
I received this logbook weeks ago from Elizabeth as a present. She said that it'd be nice to record events so that I could remember what I felt from it, or something of the sort. So I decided to use it.
Maybe just once.
From the logbook, I glanced to see Sebastian holding a tray of tea with a mildly annoyed expression. He closed the door of my office behind him with a sigh and set the tray down.
"My lord," Sebastian said.
"Sebastian."
He set down newspapers that were in French. I glanced at them then to Sebastian.
"Care to translate?" I asked, taking a sip from the tea.
"There seems to be a man in France who strips down naked and runs around the streets blinding people."
"I don't even want to know." I muttered, disgusted.
"That's not it, young master. The citizens who've been blinded by the sight has told their relatives, who are English, about it. Now it seems those citizens are telling me to take care of it. I have no choice but to agree to get rid of that man."
"No choice? You do have one. It's called letting someone else take care of it." I said, glancing to the papers.
"And may I add, he's been screaming "I love you, England!" as he ran. For all we know, he could be planning to visit here as we speak."
I frowned at the thought. "So why are you telling me?"
"I was getting to that." He took the papers and put them in his coat. "I'll have to leave for a bit, approximately a week, which means you'll be here by yourself."
"And?"
"You'll need a babysitter."
Sebastian was kidding... Right? Why would he question such a silly thing? I took another small sip of the tea and sat it back onto the tray.
"A babysitter? Sebastian, I'm not a baby."
"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "Who will take care of you while I'm gone?"
"The servants."
Sebastian chuckled as he poured more tea. "You certainly are joking, right? What will I do with you, young master..."
"Fine, but who will take care of me when you're gone?"
Sebastian thought briefly for a moment. When the idea came to him, a wide smile formed on his lips.
"A person I know."
"How specific."
Sebastian chuckled. "You'll like him once you meet him." He grabbed a piece of paper from my desk and a pen. As he wrote, I began to wonder who this "babysitter" was.
"And... done." He announced, folding the paper. "I'll send this to him later."
I nodded, still curious about the man he was writing to. "Sebastian?"
"Yes, my lord?"
"What's the name of the person who's taking care of me?"
Sebastian smirked. "It's Arthur. His other name? A secret."
. . .Other name?
Ciel Phantomhive's Log- Day: 1| Time: 2:37 PM
It's been about 3 hours since Sebastian sent the letter to this Arthur person. I'm amazed by the speed of the reply coming back.
I'm still in my office, determining what my first impression of Arthur would be.
Sebastian came into the office with a letter. I looked up.
"It came that fast...?"
Sebastian smiled. "Arthur was always excited with mail."
"This Arthur person is already being strange."
"Now now, my lord, you haven't even met him yet." He took the note out of the envelope.
"Have you?"
"Indirectly."
I scoffed, looking away. "That's not even close to meeting him." Sebastian chuckled and read the words aloud.
"Sebastian,
It's been quite a while since we last talked. By the way, your recipe for flan was a success."
I perked up at the word 'flan.'
"You gave him a recipe of one of my favorite dishes?"
Sebastian smiled. "Well of course." He continued to read.
"Ah, I'd be delighted to babysit Ciel for you. After all, I used to be a guardian for a child. I'll see you soon at 3:00 sharp.
Farewell,
Arthur Kirkland."
. . . Used to be a guardian for a child? Where's that particular child now?
"Sebastian, what did he mean by 'I used to be a guardian?'"
Sebastian chuckled and put a finger to his lips.
"Ah, Mr. Kirkland was always a man of secrets... And a fascinating past."
I sighed, clueless of what he meant.
"That doesn't help. . . "
"Ah, but young master, he might tell you why when he's here. You should be excited."
Excited? No. Interested? Maybe.
Ciel Phantomhive's Log- Day 1| 3:00 AM
I was wondering why his gaze was fixed on the roses, just aside from the door. My first impression; He was either a gardener or botanist with an obsession of flowers, or to put it bluntly-
A pansy.
It seemed like Sebastian and Arthur were long-lost friends as they shook hands.
"What a cute child~!" He sang as he first saw me.
He was a pansy.
"So, what would you like to d-"
"Don't even say it."
There was a short silence until we heard the clatter of pans Mey-Rin had dropped.
"W-what the hell was that?" Arthur winced. I turned away and headed to the dining room, the source of the sound.
"The usual sounds of the Phantomhive household."
Arthur followed behind me, sputtering.
"Usual? What does that even-"
I opened the dining room door to reveal Mey-Rin wailing "Oh noo!", Baldroy scolding Mey-Rin (or the poorly cooked food in his hand, it's hard to tell) and Finnian chasing a bird away.
"Welcome to the Phantomhive household."
Arthur tensed up at the sight.
"Bloody hell!" He yelled, causing the room to go quiet. Everyone stopped to look at him.
So the pansy had an attitude.
". . . Huh~?" The servants sang, confused.
Ciel Phantomhive's Log- Day 1|3:30 AM
. . . He did it. In 30 minutes.
Arthur Kirkland, the flower obsessed pansy, cleaned most of the dining room. Knowing Sebastian, he would've done it faster.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked to the servants. ". . . Who are you guys?"
Mey-Rin stepped up, blushing. "I'm M-Mey-Rin... The maid. It's nice to meet you...~"
Arthur smiled and kissed her hand. "Nice to meet you, Mey-Rin." She blushed a dark red and fazed out.
Oh please.
"I'm Baldroy, the cook."
"And I'm Finnian, the gardener."
"It's nice to meet you~" They said in unison.
Arthur smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well." He soon noticed bits and pieces of some broken plates. "I'll clean that up." He said, running to go clean it.
Mey-Rin and the others were now standing with me. They stared at him in awe.
"My~ Your babysitter is a bit like Sebastian, don't you think~?" Mey-Rin cooed.
Finnian smiled, nodding. "He's not the same as him, but yes."
Baldroy scoffed, looking away. "Can he cook like me?"
This was all too much. I sighed, beginning to walk away from the mess.
"I'm going to rest."
Arthur seemed to have heard me as he threw the pieces away.
"But... It's almost time for dinner, Ciel."
I opened the door and hesitated for a second.
"I'm not hungry."
". . . Huh?" They all seemed to say. I closed the door behind me.
That should make him leave.
Stay tuned for Chap. 2 ~ !
Ah, and Happy Holidays!