The library was huge, full of books. Someone in the house was a big reader, though I'm not sure it was the young lord. Sebastian had everything clean but nothing was in order on the shelves.
"You can start work now diner is at seven and you can retire at nine." Sebastian said and left the library.
I started by taking all the books off the shelves but I hadn't gotten half way through when I herd the clock chime seven times.
"Why hello there!" Said a young man as I walked into the kitchen. He was blond with blue eyes, he was short and seamed to have a care free personality. He was standing next to an older man, also blond with blue eyeshot this one was tall and had a more rugged look topped off with blond stubble on his chin and an unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth.
"Yah, welcomes to the Phantomhive mansion. I'm Bardroy but you can call me Bard. This in Finnian." The older man said gesturing to the boy.
"You can call me Finny!" The younger one said.
Dinner was short land full of introductions. Every one was really nice but it was just Sarah-May, me and the other three servants, Sebastian never showed up.
After dinner I when back to work. The shelves were very high so high I needed to stand on a chair to get to the top shelf. I was standing on my chair with several books in my hands when there was a knock on the door. Sebastian opened it.
"I just came to see how you were doing," he said coming in.
"Oh fine," I said grabbing another book.
"If I may ask, what are you doing."
"Taking the books off the shelves."
"And why is that?"
I sighed, "so that I can but the books in order."
"Weren't they already?"
"For the most part," I said, "but some were out of order, it's just better if I-"
At that moment something crashed through the window. It made me jump so badly the chair bumped against the book shelf.
A moment before I fell I saw the book shelf tip. So this was how I was going to die, crushed by a book shelf, and here I thought it would be something noble, something that people would talk about for years. But I guess not. I hit the ground hard and was pelted by the books I dropped. I braised for the impact of the book shelf, but it never came. I opened my eyes to see Sebastian standing over me. Now this seemed familiar. He was on top of me, his hands and knees keeping him from crushing me, his back holding up the shelf.
"Are you ok?" He asked in his cool voice.
"Uh, y-yes," I said feeling a blush rushing to my cheeks, then I snapped out of it, "a-are you ok?! Your back!"
"I am fine," he said sounding amused, pushing the shelf upright.
"Sorry!" Finny's voice floating up to us. So he broke the window.