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Actually after the death of Mrs. Hellings, Mr. Hellings had shockingly stopped his depression. He went back to normal soon after her death; the man had no feelings left in him anymore. Ryan continued to work without any quarrels with himself and got all his business done.

After a hard day's work, he went off to bed and rested his flustered head onto the fluffy pillow. He lightly laid his eyelids up his eyes and drifted his mind into deep sleep. Ryan was sitting at his desk again looking over at the tea cup on his desk. He then glanced over at a invitation from the Phantomhive manor. ''Vincent. .'' He said to himself.

Rosalie came in with a bandage wrapped around her neck, "My Lord, we're five minutes late, would you like to leave now?" He stared the reflection in his tea and softly nodded, "Yes, I'm ready to go. Tell Jackson to prepare the carriage." He told her. 'I haven't seen him in a while after I adopted Raine. . ' The man thought.

"Consider it done, my Lord." Rosalie bowed respectfully and exited the room. After notification from the maid, Jackson nodded and went to go get the carriage sat up as told.

During that dull event, Ciel Phantomhive was writing down checks and letters down with his pen. He dipped it into the little jar of ink he owned and wrote more. Then, his demonic butler, Sebastian Michaelis, came in with his Earl Grey tea, as requested, "There appears to be no sign of the arrival of Mr.Hellings yet, but I will make sure of when he does come.'' He said and sat his tea down.

The young-boy looked at his butler before cocking his head down to his paper while holding his tea, ''Farewell then, you may take your leave.'' He said phlegmatically then sipping part of the slight hot tea. Sebastian had bowed, ''Yes, my Lord.'' The demon left the room without another peep coming out of his mouth. He was a respectful, and loyal man that fulfilled every single one of his master's orders including no hesitation or questions about them. To even brag, he made ever single woman that laid eyes on him go far-gone struck in mad love.

Sebastian Michaelis had a slim, tall figure, pure black hair, red pools as he called ''eyes''. His facial features seemed heavenly but you'd like to disregard that he was a demon.

As you know now, he is a demon, which they cannot love. Besides, he had much better things to attend to then drama, cheating, possibly even children; Sebastian had Ciel to take care of and he was sure as much as Ciel is allergic to cats, he wouldn't let a female nor male become between him and Ciel's promised soul.

The butler kept walking and to no surprise at all, Sebastian heeded an explosion and turned his head towards the direction.

A smirk tugged his lips as he heard Ciel groan from the distant room but it promptly worn out with a displeased frown. The demon continued onto his venture until he reached the kitchen. He huffed softly to himself, ''I instructed one effortless job and once again, '' the frustrated man exhaled and held the bridge of his nose seeing the household chef, Bardroy, covered in black smoke and holding his flamethrower, '' he ends up besmirching everything he cooks. . .''

The chef was about the same height as Sebastian, just a bit shorter. He had ruffled up, dirty-blonde hair with a scruffy, barely-noticable beard with his blue eyes. Bard served into the American military and wasn't really into patience, in which that would cause him death in the battles. He was used into rushing and trying to serve up things quickly to please both his master, Ciel, and Sebastian

Bardroy seemed fired up kind of too, ''The food was takin' too long and I guess I jacked it up again.'' Sebastian shooed his hand off to him, ''Get this tidied up right away; Mr.Hellings shall be here any minute and your dawdling will prevent us from a good reputation.'' From the best of his lucks as of now, he heard footsteps running down the hallway behind him and soft wailing of what seemed like a boy. Here came, from both directions, a servant crying out for Sebastian's assistance.

''What could it possibly be now. .?'' The butler growled underneath his breath. ''MR.SEBASTIAN! I ACCIDENTALLY RIPPED OUT THE PETUNIAS AND USED THE WEED POISON ONTO THE TULIPS!'' He grunted, ''Finnian, this is the 3rd time this week. You need to be more careful of what you're doing. .'' Finny, or Finnian, squealed a bit, ''I'll go get the mess cleaned up now, sir!'' He saluted and scurried off in a hurry. Finny was a adorable male, with green, joyful eyes and blonde hair. He loved being outside. It was his most favorite place to be in the whole word was that. Finny was once held inside for being a test subject by scientist; he soon broke out and was offered employment by Sebastian. Finnian went through great torture yet he is always so motivated and happy when so and also around anyone else since then.

Here came the household maid, Miss Mey-Rin. Mey-Rin was a clumsy young woman with cherry-red hair with her round glasses that hid her astonishing brown eyes. She sorta had a split personality with them; if she had them on, she was all squeaky and dawdle-ish with everything she as doing; additionally informing that she was crazy over Sebastian too and visioned them together sometimes. But when she had them off, she was strict and focused on battling with her two pistols, which was only the time she had them off, including to inform that she was once a assassin.

''Oy! I seemed to have misplaced the polisher with the black wax, Sebastian! Oh yes I have! And now the stair rails are all black now, oh yes they are!'' Mey-Rin said all upset and disappointed in herself. She wheezed out a groan in sadness and held her head. Without a word said, Sebastian went off to fix everything the servants messed up. It was normal though and he had gotten used to them screwing up but it also grew quite infuriating to him.

But who was he to think that?

He was simply one hell of a butler.

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