This is NOT Japan

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Leo: Why do you look so tired? And dead. Nico, are they dead?

Nico: Not yet, but that could change pretty quickly.

Author: *on the floor, just laying there headfirst on the floor*

Percy: Why are they dying?

Jason: *with a completely serious face* School.

All minors who are forced to attend school: Oooh.

Author: *turns head slightly so they can talk* My birthday. On a school day. It doesn't make school any better...

Nagisa: *pats authors back*

Karma: Now, while the author is lamenting about school, onto the chapter!

Sebastian P.O.V. (congrats to those who guessed)

Although I was not surprised by the sudden appearence of what seemed to be a bunch of school children, I must say it was rather odd. Given the fact that they had been uncerimoniously dumped upon the grass of the garden with no telltale signs of how they could have appeared. Finny had alerted me of their presence as soon as he had saw them, and I, in turn, promptly reported them to Master Ciel. He in turn pushed me away and just grumbled to get them into a guest room before turning over and going back to sleep. It was in the early morning hours and Master Ciel never has been a morning person. And so according to his wish, I placed the six teenagers(dabi looks and dress like a teen, and I'm to lazy to correct him) into one our larger guest room's bed after pushing three beds together to fit them all slightly.

A large crash sounds in another part of the mansion as soon I finish pulling the blanket up and sighed deepily upon hearing it. Seconds later a shrill scream and another sound of a crash accompanied by even more shouting. I sigh a second time and turn away from our new guests go over to the commotion.

It took a good 10 minutes to clean up the mess and then instruct Finny to NOT bring his tools inside the house, warn Mey-rin to be careful on the stairs, scold Baldroy for bringing out his flamethrower, and escorting Tanaka and Snake out of the room. After all of that was done, I was finally able to get back to the guest room, noting before entering that inside, there was talking, meaning the guests were mostly likely awake now.

Using proper mannerisms when entering a room, I knock. Wait a second, the room instantly goes silent, and enter. As I step inside I survey the room and it's occupants. The pigtailed blunette, redhead, and tanned raven haired boy are all sitting up and staring at me with slightly narrowed eyes and tense muscles as if ready to possibly attack if threatened. Intresting. The other three occupants of the room seem to be conscious, just not sitting up. Two of them seem to have buried deep into the blanket, features obscured by layers of fabric and soft cotton. The other, seems to still be waking up, pillow over his head as he seemed to have placed it over him for whatever reason.

Giving them a bright smile I say, "I see some of you are awake. Well, the master will be here shortly. In the meantime, would anyone like a bit of tea or cake? Maybe a nice cup of Earl Gray?"

The group of young children just stare at me with gazes of distrust and curiosity. Curiosity mainly from the tanned raven haired boy and distrust more from the blunette and redhead. The first one to respond, to my surprise is not the three sitting up, but instead the one with the pillow over his head. He shifts and the pillow falls off of his head as he sits up to look at me, one blue and one brown eye blinking sleepily at me. A faint burn scar frames his right eye.

"ボバはないと思いますか?ふゆみは数日前に私にいくつかをくれました."(used google translate, pls. don't kill me...) The young boy stated in a very calm voice. I raise an eyebrow. Japanese? Thinking about in for a moment I translate it in my head, 'I don't suppose you have any boba do you? Fuyumi gave me some, a few days ago.' was what he said which bring up the question... what is 'boba'? 'Fuyumi', a Japanese name, so based on observation, they must be from Japan but still understood me speaking in English. Interesting.

"I'm afraid we do not have any 'boba' however we do have cake or hot chocolate if you would like it?" I say. As I respond to the heterochromia boy, the three sitting up glance at eachother eyes wide. The raven haired speaks up them, ocean green eyes wide with curiosity.

"You speak Japanese? Are... we still in Japan?"He says in a peculiar English accent.

"I do, although we are currently in the outskirts of London in the Phantomhive manor." I say, nodding in confirmation watching as the raven haired boy's eyes widened and turned to look at the other three, "Now would all six of you like to come downstairs to the dining room, breakfast will be ready upon arrival. This invitation does include the two underneath the covers listening in." I lift both eyebrows to the bulges under the covers. They begin to shift and after a few seconds the two older teens burst out from the covers gasping for air.

"I was SUFFUCATING in there!" The female whines as she scoots off the bed and onto the floor. Her messy buns have hair sticking out in all directions as she smiles and stands. The male rolls off the bed as well as stretches, back cracking as he stands and arches his back. My eyes catch on his multiple scars and odd partly purple skin.

"Dang, why did we do that again?" The male groaned as he glared lightly at the female.

"It was YOUR idea! You were the one was afraid of your own baby brother!" The girl scolds the male.

"Why don't you shut up, Toga, before I-" The male was completely cut off when one of the younger teens shout out.

"Hey, wait a second! Your those people who were attacking us!" The blunette cries out. The two older teens look at the four still in the bed, then look at eachother, then turn around and look at me.

"Could we get a...minute alone? Just to... clear some misunderstandings?" The female asks, giving me a slightly disturbing smile. Being the hell of a butler I am, I smile and nod, backing out of the door. Practically as soon as I shut the door, a large shout, a scream, and a loud crash resonate throughout the mansion and I sigh as I turn away from the curious guests to the more pressing matters. That being what the servants had done THIS time.

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