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Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Black Butler. If I did then I would be a way better person at building up on stuff. That one where Ciel was ki-, whoops. If you’ve already read the others than you know I could have really built up on that plot. Anyway, this is a revise so enjoy.
Narrator P.O.V
It was an ordinary day at the Weston estate. The sun was shining bright and the entire household was asleep except for a butler, who was putting together a delicious breakfast for his master. Nothing seemed rather strange about the male, with his (Hair Color) hair, (Eye Color) eyes and (Skin Color) skin.
All in all he seemed plain compared to many other people. If it wasn’t for the fact that the butler had a (Hair Color) tail and matching set of ears. The three appendages moved naturally and fluidly, proving without question the limbs were real, not fake.
Finishing cooking the morning meal the Weston butler placed the enticing food on a tray then left the kitchen to deliver it to the master of the household. Arriving at the bedroom the (Hair Color) haired male knocked on the door twice and upon hearing a soft, “Come in.” Entered the room.
The master of the house was a boy no older than thirteen with red rusty hair and bright green eyes. He was the owner of the flourishing company Angel Patissiere, which was famous for it’s many sweets.
“Sir, today’s breakfast will be three fluffy pancakes topped with strawberries, Himalayan blackberries and a dollop of whipped cream. There is a side of English sausages and the drink is a refreshing glass of cold milk.”
The thirteen year old was drooling at the sight before him but something his butler had said irritated him. “Jeez (First Name)! How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Matt. Sir just makes me sound old.” A small smile appeared on the (Skin Color) man’s face. “Yes, Matt.”
Scarfing down the meal quickly the red haired teen wiped off the crumbs on his face. “So what’s the schedule for today?” Clearing his throat the older male pulled out a list while the younger crawled out of bed and started dressing himself.
“At 10 we have sword practice. 10:55 there is a five minute rest. Then at 11 we visit a few of the bakeries at Burmington. At 1 we have a meeting with Earl Phantomhive. 2:30 is-” The tall adult was interrupted by the now fully dressed Matt. “(First Name)! Why do I have a meeting with the Earl!” A thin (Hair Color) eyebrow raised at the question.
“I would’ve thought I taught you better. Your company sells sweets. His sells toys. Think about it.” A dark red blush appeared on the face of the green eyed boy. “Oh, well when you put it that way.” Ignoring the boy completely (First Name) continued. “2:30 is etiquette and manners.” Matt groaned loudly. “3 is a small lunch. The rest of the time will be spent doing paperwork with dinner at 7. Your bedtime is at 10.”
Groaning even louder than last time the teen fell onto his bed. “Do I really have to do all that boring stuff? It’s so boring!” The tall butler pulled the smaller male out of bed and smiled widely. “Yes. I will pound all of the manners I can into you until it is a habit and you will complete all of the papers you can in that 6 hour period.”
Dragging his whining master out of his bedroom the two were soon outside. Grabbing two swords the suit clad male flung a sword to the other, who caught it in mid-air. “Now, let’s see if you can finally beat me. Sir.” A green eye twitched slightly.
“How many times do I have to tell you?! It’s MATT!” Holding his sword tightly in his right hand Matt charged. “Haven’t I taught you never to let your emotions get ahold of you?” Swiftly the butler rushed forward and was easily able to disarm his master. “Let’s try again, shall we?”
I hope you enjoy the fact that I am revising all of my stories! If there are any stories I forgot or that you really enjoy comment and I will work hard to produce another part of it. Also, check out all of my stories on Wattpad, Fanfiction.net and Quotev. I have a lot of stories. I mean a lot. There’s 12 or more. Yep, I’m really bad at sticking to one story. And those were only the ones that were published.
Narrator P.O.V
It was an ordinary day at the Weston estate. The sun was shining bright and the entire household was asleep except for a butler, who was putting together a delicious breakfast for his master. Nothing seemed rather strange about the male, with his (Hair Color) hair, (Eye Color) eyes and (Skin Color) skin.
All in all he seemed plain compared to many other people. If it wasn’t for the fact that the butler had a (Hair Color) tail and matching set of ears. The three appendages moved naturally and fluidly, proving without question the limbs were real, not fake.
Finishing cooking the morning meal the Weston butler placed the enticing food on a tray then left the kitchen to deliver it to the master of the household. Arriving at the bedroom the (Hair Color) haired male knocked on the door twice and upon hearing a soft, “Come in.” Entered the room.
The master of the house was a boy no older than thirteen with red rusty hair and bright green eyes. He was the owner of the flourishing company Angel Patissiere, which was famous for it’s many sweets.
“Sir, today’s breakfast will be three fluffy pancakes topped with strawberries, Himalayan blackberries and a dollop of whipped cream. There is a side of English sausages and the drink is a refreshing glass of cold milk.”
The thirteen year old was drooling at the sight before him but something his butler had said irritated him. “Jeez (First Name)! How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Matt. Sir just makes me sound old.” A small smile appeared on the (Skin Color) man’s face. “Yes, Matt.”
Scarfing down the meal quickly the red haired teen wiped off the crumbs on his face. “So what’s the schedule for today?” Clearing his throat the older male pulled out a list while the younger crawled out of bed and started dressing himself.
“At 10 we have sword practice. 10:55 there is a five minute rest. Then at 11 we visit a few of the bakeries at Burmington. At 1 we have a meeting with Earl Phantomhive. 2:30 is-” The tall adult was interrupted by the now fully dressed Matt. “(First Name)! Why do I have a meeting with the Earl!” A thin (Hair Color) eyebrow raised at the question.
“I would’ve thought I taught you better. Your company sells sweets. His sells toys. Think about it.” A dark red blush appeared on the face of the green eyed boy. “Oh, well when you put it that way.” Ignoring the boy completely (First Name) continued. “2:30 is etiquette and manners.” Matt groaned loudly. “3 is a small lunch. The rest of the time will be spent doing paperwork with dinner at 7. Your bedtime is at 10.”
Groaning even louder than last time the teen fell onto his bed. “Do I really have to do all that boring stuff? It’s so boring!” The tall butler pulled the smaller male out of bed and smiled widely. “Yes. I will pound all of the manners I can into you until it is a habit and you will complete all of the papers you can in that 6 hour period.”
Dragging his whining master out of his bedroom the two were soon outside. Grabbing two swords the suit clad male flung a sword to the other, who caught it in mid-air. “Now, let’s see if you can finally beat me. Sir.” A green eye twitched slightly.
“How many times do I have to tell you?! It’s MATT!” Holding his sword tightly in his right hand Matt charged. “Haven’t I taught you never to let your emotions get ahold of you?” Swiftly the butler rushed forward and was easily able to disarm his master. “Let’s try again, shall we?”
I hope you enjoy the fact that I am revising all of my stories! If there are any stories I forgot or that you really enjoy comment and I will work hard to produce another part of it. Also, check out all of my stories on Wattpad, Fanfiction.net and Quotev. I have a lot of stories. I mean a lot. There’s 12 or more. Yep, I’m really bad at sticking to one story. And those were only the ones that were published.
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