𝔹ℝ𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ || Black Butler x reader

[45] But like deadass, where did the fork come from 🤨

You and your brother were currently walking inside the school once again you two were this close to stepping on the lawn again when you reminded your brother and pulled him away abruptly. "This way." You said as you pulled him onto the stone path to reach the principals office.

You two walked in and stood tall in front of a man wearing a cloak and a hat along with the p4 who stood in their own space. "It's been a day since you both arrived. How are you feeling Phantomhive?" The prefect in the green uniform asked you both.

"Feel free to come to red house if you can't get used to blue house, we'll be waiting for you." The prefect in red said to you both. "Only the principal can decide one's dormitory, no exceptions." The prefect in blue reminded as the one in purple muttered. "All dormitories are the same though..."

"This is a high class public school protected by tradition and discipline. From the moment you enter you have to obey the rules." The cloaked man said as he placed his hand on a book.

"Normally the principal would give you the welcome speech but since he's busy, I'll be representing him." The man announced before locking his hands together. "I am the vice principal, Johan Agares."

"The principal decides all matters within the school."
"These decisions are absolute."
"And we, the prefects, have been chosen to govern the school."
"A rather unpleasant job in which we have to subdue all trouble."

"This has been tradition ever since the schools founding and... Tradition is absolute!" Johan started off before they all finished the sentence. "Do you swear to keep to the rules of our school, and obey our tradition and discipline?" He asked you both as you two held each other's hands tighter. "I do."

"Then sign here." He said as he opened the book and made a move to step down from his spot but ultimately tumbled and landed on his forehead. "Mr. Agares!" The p4 shouted as he stood up quickly. "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" He apologized as his head was bleeding profusely.

"Sign here." He said as he showed the book to Ciel and he sighed before it was given to you to sign.

"Welcome to Weston College, Phantomhive." He said as you both bowed. "Thank you." "Well then, may you both have a pleasant life at this school." One of the p4 said as they all walked off together. You nudged your brother as he sighed before shouting "Hey! When can we meet the principal?"

"The only ones who can have meetings with the principal are us prefects." The prefect in blue informed.

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"Fag?" Your brother asked as you three were currently eating breakfast. "Fag! When breakfast is over it's 'fag' time! It's one of Weston's characteristic traditions, where the lower years help out one of the upper years." McMillan clarified.

"Help out?" You questioned, "Like cleaning their room or ironing their clothes. And preparing hot water bottles at night." He explained. "In other words, acting as their butler." Your brother muttered as you ate a potato. "Do the prefects have fags too?" You asked.