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Black Butler drabble

Grell x reader (???)

(Black butler)

[Unfinished]

Being a tavern owner has its perks I guess. For one you are your own boss and two, you get to make whatever decisions you want.

It's funny though, cause some people don't even realize there's another business going on. The underground business trade.

I trade mostly information but other than that i trade, valuable items, illegal items, hell even people.

But I never thought the day would come to where I'd be answering to a kid. A 13 year old no less.

-Present day-

Standing at the counter drying a cup with a cloth i heard the wring from the door. "Hello welcome to witch hat tavern what can i get you?" Looking up from the glass i stood there confusedly, looking at a kid and guy.

Analyzing the situation I realized the man must be the kids butler. And judging by the way the kids dressed, he's got high resources.

"Yes we'd like the back room for two, with a prototype dish." That's the password. They mean business.

Looking around the tavern seeing no one there I went to the front door and flipped the sign to 'Closed' and proceeded to lead the two to the back room.

Sitting down behind my desk I gestured for them to sit, they did as suggested. "Alright watcha looking for information, or an item?"

"Information," the kid said. "Alright before we get started, what are your names and what is the subject of the information."

"This is my young master ciel phantomhive, and I am Sebastian Michaelis. We seek information about the Jack the Ripper murders." I raised an eyebrow at this.

"That's gonna be a hefty pay, considering you probably already went to undertaker and didn't get the information you wanted." The kid looked quite taken aback, unlike the butler who remained stoic.

"You look surprised. Us underground people do keep track of things yaknow. For more specific information you'll have to pay about 12 gold coins."

(Idk currency)

"12?!" I nodded. "Preventing something from happening can disrupt the earth. That's why it's so hefty." "Fine. Sebastian." "Yes my lord." The butler proceeded to put the coins on my desk, picking them up and counting them. I set them in my droor.

Going over to the shelf, I picked up a book and flipped through the pages. "The next victim is a Foreigner, red is a strong love from these murders," I smirked a little while saying that. "They have a strong hate for abortion, and don't trust all you're surrounded with."

"That's it?" "In all honesty that was a lot more than what you paid for. But your butler seems a bit too strong for my liking and it's almost 6 PM. Meaning you should get along soon, phantomhive."

(Time skip)

Walking into the undertaker's place I stood there waiting for him. "Undertaker!" I called it boredly. Suddenly one of the coffins opened. "Why hello dear y/n" "hi sorry for taking your customer"

"It's quite alright deary" "no it's not so i came here to pay!" "Pay how?" "Laughter." "oh my, well im ready." Going up to him i handed him a photo.

Suddenly the whole place was shaking with laughter.

Satisfied with his payment he patted my back.

"They're not going to save her are they." "Nope," undertaker giggled.

"This business just keeps getting better and better. Say how eventful will it get? since you've known about the phantomhives for some time." Undertaker looked at me and smiled.

"So eventful you might have to close the tavern for a while." "Really now?" I asked, hugging him. He flinched a little at the sudden contact.

-time skip-

Once I made it to the dark alleyway I saw a demon in a butler suit about to hit grell. "Hmm..~"

Dropping down in front of grell I caught the demon's hand that was about to hit her face. "Sorry I can't let you do that. I quite enjoy their face"

He was stunned that another person would be there, taking the chance to kick him as hard as I could. Grabbing grell I jumped back.

"You owe me" "y/n deerie! Oh how wonderful to be saved by you and your gracefulness!" I suppose she hadn't realized my arms were around her.

"And who may you be?" "Y/n's the name sweets and blood is my game." There was a smirk on my face as I pulled my ax shaped scythe out from the hook on my side.

"You my good demons are messing with.. " there was a pause "the wrong person" there was a dangerous glint in my eyes as i let go of grell and threw it at the demon. Just missing his head by an inch.

"How irritating. I missed." The demon attempted to grab the scythe only for it to burn him. "My my it seems i can't touch this. May i ask why?" "You don't need to know that."

Jumping at him with my arm out as a decoy he blocked it, only to receive another hit to the head by my foot.

The fighting went on for a little while until a claw-like weapon separated me and the demon. "Miss l/n." Looking up I saw an old acquaintance. "Hi will!" I said, taking my ax out of the ground and waving at him.