Black Butler x Reader One Shots

Joker

"The circus was amazing, (Y/N)." Smiling down at your little brother, you chuckled, "I liked the bone hand guy."

"Oh yeah? I thought you would have liked the snake man." You teased, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him to you, "My little daredevil."

"That was cool too." He agreed, "Can we play some of the games? I don't want to go home."

Realizing what he meant, you frowned. Your mother died giving birth to (B/N) 10 years earlier. You were only 8 then, but you remember her death and your father's downfall in detail.  Her funeral was in the spring and your father started drinking that week. He's been unstable emotionally and mentally.  Often times beating you and attempting to hit (B/N), though you don't allow it. He's especially adamant on trying to hit (B/N) due to him having only one arm. You've stepped up in raising (B/N) ever since.

"Sure, let's play some games." You decided, not wanting to go home either. 

You took your time at each stand. (B/N) was excited at each one. You don't even know how long you and him were there. When you finally realized that it was getting late, you looked around. The crowd was thinning out. Some of the circus actors were going away too. You don't want to, but it would be best to go home.

"(B/N), let's go." You decided, turning back to the stall.

You went tense when you saw he wasn't there. Looking around, you didn't see in anywhere. Panic hit you as you started running around to look for him.

"(B/N)? (B/N), where are you?" You yelled, feeling your stomach twist.

You've never let him out of your site before. The one time you do, he's gone. Wiping the tears for your eyes, you tried looking around again, but you still didn't see him. You need help, maybe Scotland yard? Would they actually help you though? Jumping at the hand on your shoulder, you turned around.

"Escuse me, Ma'am we're closing up for the night." You had to tilt your head up to look at the man.

You recognized him as the ringleader from the show. If you remember, his name was Joker. He had a large smile on his face however, it was quickly gone when he saw that you were crying. 

"Eh, now. I ain't used to pretty maidens crying at the circus." He hummed, in a shockingly thick Irish accent, "What's wrong?"

He works here so chances are he might know where your brother is or someone who would know.

"My little brother. I can't find my brother." You explained, holding you hand up level with your stomach, "He's about this tall, with (H/C) hair, and (E/C) eyes."

His skeleton hand went to his chin like he was thinking, "I don't recon I've seen him. However, I can ask the others if they've seen em and to help look."

A bit of relief hit you, "Thank you so much."

"Of course." He chuckled, hold a handout to you.

With a flick of the wrist, a handkerchief appeared that he offered to you. Drying your eyes with it, you followed him to the back of the circus. You meet some of the others who performed, but none of them had seen (B/N). You could feel yourself about to cry again. You probably would have too, had a bouquet of flowers not appeared suddenly in front of you. Blinking in shock, you looked up at Joker who had an eased smile on his face.

"Now, now. I won't permit yer pretty face to cry again." He smiled, "We'll find em, yet. We still have to check the restricted area."

"Restricted area?" You asked, as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders to lead you.

"It's where the main performers stay." He explained, "They were busy putting things away, so they won't mind ya being there. Especially since this is an emergency. Just watch yer step. The snakes roam the grounds."