Now, I would like to apologize in advance. When I started writing this, I totally forgot that it took place in 19 century England, so just forget that for this fanfiction. You'll find out why in this chapter. I am so sorry about this.
Also, I'm so sorry with how late this is. I was going to update this after school let up, but I got distracted. I'm so so so so sorry!
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler.
Josephene's POV
I stood in front of my mistress's room. I raises my fist to knock on the door when it opened, and Katie looked up at me. "Well, are you coming in or not?" she asked, slightly annoyed.
"I have not been invited in yet, or have I? If I have, please excuse my ignorance than," I responded with a bow. She frowned at my comeback as I walked in. When she closed the door behind me, I turned around to face Katie and smiled. Then I said, "Don't worry too much, mistress; I am a robot, after all."
"And who programmed you to where you are able to make comebacks?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"My mistress, of course."
"Who is your mistress?"
"I'm sorry, but please refresh my on why this is necessary every single time."
"How am I suppose to know if your memory storage is damaged from this earlier glitch you had if I don't check?"
By now, I had sat down on the edge of her bed while she sat behind me and ran a brush through my hair. Even though I could barely feel it, I still enjoyed it. "Well, if I had a malfuntion that wasn't obvious, I would tell you as soon as I could," I responded.
"But what if you were unable to make reminders? I wouldn't know about it because you wouldn't remember that you needed to tell me about the malfunction. That's why I need to check. Now, you still need to answer my question," Katie explained. "Who is your mistress?"
"You are my mistress."
"Good."
"But while we're on the subject of noticeable malfunctions, I haven't been able to hear out of my right ear for just a little while," I told her.
"I'll look at that after you arm," Katie said. She sighed and put the brush on her bed stand. "I'm done brushing your hair. Turn around so I can look at your arm," she said.
I turned around so I could face her. she already had her toolbox up on her pillow and open. Now, the repairs actually began. She did this everytime, even before her mom died. The only difference was that she would smile and laugh back then. Now, there was only that serious tone that begged me to never leave her. She knows that'll never happen; I can't exist without her.
Nobody's POV
Unknown to the two girls inside the Chandler head's room, a black butler listened to the entire conversation between them. So, a robot, huh? he thought.
"You have to be careful, Josephene," Katie said. "You are just a prototype; you aren't complete yet."
Josephene gave off a small giggle. "That would be easier if my mistress wouldn't disappear at least once a day," she responded in an amused tone. "Especially a few minutes before the guest she invited arrived."
"Now, what fun would that be?" Sebastian smiled at that last comment. She likes to play games? Ciel and her might be more alike than they think.
Sorry that took so long but is so short. I have to go cry now because someone I don't know asked me something on tumblr and it wasn't an anon! All they said was, "Hello my friend. :)" But it's the first time this has happened. It made me so happy. See ya next chapter. R&R!