○MCYT○ Mini Stories

{Protective Of His Butler}

Butler fixed his suit before he went downstairs to meet Sir Billiam, his Master or Boss, as he walked downstairs he saw Sir Billiam tying his hair up,"Sir Billiam?", he turned to him,"Ah, Butler. You are awake.", Butler nodz,"Do I have any morning errands?", he nods and picked up a notebook,"Yes, I do. I need you to go down to the market for the usual.", he handed him a notebook,"Yes, Sir. And the money is?", Sir Billiam then handed Butler an envelope of money,"Thank you, I shall try not to be long.", he nods and he grabbed his coat and left for the market. . .

Butler's POV~

It was packed a little.
It was full of Rich People and their Butlers, Sir Billiam didn't like coming down here much, too many people or poor people. . .

I enter a market store and read through the notebook,"OK. . . I need. . . Champagne, a list of foods and um. . .", I rub my eyes and looked around for the things I needed. . .

I walked down to the Champagne racks and saw a terrible sight.
A French Owner was yelling at a Rich Person and their Maid, the man was yelling back about his French. . .
I look at my notebook and scanned through the Champagnes,"OI!!", I turn around and see the Rich Man behind me now,"You. Come with me.", he grabbed my arm and started to drag me away,"W-Wait!", "The bloody maid was useless. You seem more useful than that woman!", I felt my heart sped up immediately, no, no, no! I started to resist,"Wait, no! I already have a boss!","Do not lie to me, You penniless Child!", as we got outside, I continued to resist him, trying to hold my place,"S-Sir please, I'm not lying!", bystanders were staring as I fought back. . .

"Is he fighting back??"

"I have never seen such stupidly from a peasant."

"Why resist? The man has a good pay."

"Doesn't he have a maid already?"

"YOU BRAT!!"

Suddenly I was struck with pain across my face, I fell to the ground, I held my face of where he hit me, I tried to pull myself up but I felt my hair being grabbed and pull hard,"GAH!!", "YOU. Listen to me, you ungrateful penniless child. You are coming with me back to my Mansion for work.", I whimpered and felt tears running down my face. . .

Please. . . Please. . . No. . .!

"HEY!!!"

Suddenly the Market went silent. . .
I breathed heavily as I tried to move but the man kept me down, pulling my hair harshly. . .

Sir Billiam's POV~

The crowd parted as I walked through, I came to the root of the drama and. . .-. . .

Butler. . .

A man was pulling his hair, teas were running down his face, I felt anger boil up in me. . .

"What. Are you doing. Putting your hands. On MY Butler."

The man went from anger to shock, the bystanders gasped. . .

"That's his Butler?"

"No wonder he resisted."

"He's in trouble now."

The man let go of him as colour drained from his face,"Butler. Come.", Butler pulled himself up immediately and walked over to me, he bowed his head down like he was in the wrong, I lifted his chin and see a red mark or where he was slapped, I looked at the man who was now backing up,"S-Sir B-Billiam. . .! I had-no idea this was your Butler-","Save it.", I pull my Butler close to me, surprising him,"I'll have having a delightful conversation with you this evening, Sir.", the man gulped, I took my Butler and we left. . .

As we walked back, I looked down at Buer, he hugged himself, sniffing. . .
I took my black coat and wrapped it around him, he looked at me with surprise,"S-Sir. . .", I smile as gently as I could,"Please. Stay warm.", slowly he put the coat on properly, it was slightly big on him but, as long as he was safe. . .