Platonic black butler x child!Reader

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"AAAAA!" Grelle and (Y/N) were clinging onto a cart for dear life, after nearly slamming into a corner (Y/N) was even more scared tightening her grip on the mettle bar causing it to slightly bend "AAAAAA!" She let out a piercing scream as they crashed threw the door (Y/N) panicked when she saw that they were heading straight toward Finny an junked off right before they crashed. Hot tea spilled onto Finny was the cart crashed (Y/N) looked at the mess she and Grelle accidentally caused eyes widening in panic once she saw how much pain Finny was is "This is it." She thought to herself "Father is gonna kill me." She saw Grelle freak out trying to grab a napkin, he missed and ended up pulling the entire table cloth. Now everyone one was pissed at her "I'm so sorry for causing all of this trouble. I simply don't know how I can apologize enough. Wait that's it the only thing I can do now is die!" She pulled out a dagger ready to stab her throat "I shall atone with my death." "Wait a second!" Bard freaked Mey-Rin adjusted her glasses "Um... should we take the knife away?" Sebastian walked towards Grelle tapping her shoulder "There is no need for that." Grelle pulled the knife away from her throat staring at Sebastian's smiling face "Just think of the horrible mess you make. It'd take hours to clean up all the blood." "Oh thank you Sebastian you're so very kind." While the servants where debating whether or not what Sebastian did was really an act of kindness Sebastian had a new problem. "Now what I want to know is how you could ever think it was expectable to serve the master such week tea. (Y/N) please demonstrate how it is properly done." (Y/N) smiled as her father picked her up and placed her on a chair so she could reach the table/ Grabbing the box of tea she remembered her father's rule for tea "One for each person and one for the pot." He told her "Finalize ad half a pint of boiling water and let it steep until done." (Y/N) carefully poured the hit water into the tea pot looking up at her father as he smiled proudly at her looking over smugly at the other servants scribbling notes about her technique. Grelle sat in awe of Sebastian as he started talking to Ciel "Young master are you ready? It's almost time. I have the carriage waiting for you in the front drive." "Fine." Sebastian turned to the servants "As for the rest of you I want this place absolutely spotless understand." The servants tensed up turning his head to Grelle Sebastian spoke "Grelle, perhaps you should just sit there and relax so you don't cause anymore trouble. If you do decide to seek your eternal rest please see to it outside and try not to make to bug of a mess." Grelle was smitten "What generosity what kindness."

Holding her father's hand as they he walked next to the young master into the shop (Y/N) was quickly distracted by all the displays. Her head looked straight up in attempt to see what was behind the counter "Oh hello boy did your gather send you for something?" That question annoyed Ciel Sebastian spoke "Actually he's here on his own business. We need to pick this up." He handed the old man behind the counter a note "Oh you're here for that walking stick I was wondering who would have a use for one as short as this. Naturally I didn't think a child-." The man was quickly cut off by Sebastian as he pointed the stick at him (Y/N) giggled at the man's surprise "Straight as an arrow. A magnificent stick indeed good sir." Ciel placed the money on the front counter and then they were off. (Y/N) was now being carried by Sebastian and was facing the man. She waved mouthing bye to him and he hesitantly waved bye back before passing due to shock. " That ridiculous strength is a menace. How could someone accidentally break a walking stick. It's a pain to go through the trouble of buying a new one." "Certainly what a pitty to go threw all that trouble. You haven't even had a growth spurt in years." (Y/N) had to hold back her giggles "And speaking of trouble I don't know how well Grelle is going to work out." " I like him. He's fun to play with." (Y/N) spoke from the comfort of her father's arms. Sebastian seemed almost upset at that notion. "We shouldn't stay away for two long." Trying to drive in the point for (Y/N) that Grelle is not a good influence. (Y/N) ignored her father as her focus shifted from him to a book looking at a Funtomive
Toy display, in her head she was bragging how she nearly had every single Funtom stuffed animal, doll, or toy tucked somewhere in her room.