(A/N: The picture is of Frisk and Cat)
I look over at my little sister Frisk and she is drawing in her sketch book, like always. We are on a boat on the way to London, England from Los Angeles, California. We are moving in with our uncle, Adrian Crevan, and our cousin, Alison. They aren't exactly sane. Our Uncle is an Undertaker,and he eats dog biscuits. Alison is pretty much the same. She helps her dad with his job, and they are both obsessed with death and coffins. Plus,they are really creepy. Even with their, um, unique qualities,we still love them. If I had my way, we wouldn't be moving in with them, but we don't have a choice. You see, our parents were murdered, and so we had to get away from the whole country. Anyways, enough with the explaining. Let's get back to now.
"Sis! Look!" Exclaims Frisk. She has short,dark brown hair with bangs. She always seems happy about something and is obsessed, and I mean obsessed, with cats. Usually she wears a quarter length, pastel blue shirt, black shorts, blue and purple striped knee-high socks, black boots, and a red, heart-shaped locket. I, on the other hand,dress totally different. I have long, light brown hair with bangs. I have dark blue eyes and wear black glasses. I usually wear a dark blue tank top and blue and gray striped sleeves, black skinny jeans, a black choker, and black boots.
"Yes Frisk,what is it?" I look at what she is pointing at, and I see that we have arrived at our destination. The boat stops at a dock,and we grab our bags and start getting off. Once we got off, we stepped to the side to take a look at the map to see where we have to go. "Cat,can you look at my drawing?" Oh right,I forgot to tell you my name. It is Catarina Rosenfield,but most people call me Cat. Frisk holds up her sketch book showing a drawing of me and her picking flowers while wearing flower crowns. "That is beautiful!"
"Thank you." She smiles and closes her book as we continue walking. We reach a shop with a sign overhead that reads 'Undertaker' and we walk inside. The door slams shut and we both jump a little. It's dark and I can barely see a thing. Suddenly a coffin opens up,and out comes Uncle,laughing like a maniac,with his crazy smile plastered on his face. Then another one opens up and Alison comes out the same way,both of them with their crazy smiles.
"Welcome girls. I hope you will enjoy your stay. Would you like a biscuit?" He said.
"No thank you uncle Adrian." Frisk politely declines the offer.
"What about you Catarina?" He asks me.
"No thanks Uncle. I'm not hungry." I lie. I am actually starving. I barely ate anything on the way here.
"Alison,why don't you go show your cousins to their room?" She nods.
"Yes father." She starts walking up stairs and we follow her. We stop outside a room with a piece of paper labeled 'Frisk and Catarina's room.' 'Dang it' I thought. ' I hate it when he, or anyone, calls me by my real name.' "Here is your room. I'll let you get settled." And with that she leaves. We enter the room and start unpacking our things. Once we are done, I head downstairs, leaving Frisk to draw in her sketchbook.
I stop at the bottom,hearing voices. I turn my head to see who it is. It is a boy that looks to be my age,with blueish gray hair and an eyepatch over one eye. Standing beside him is someone that I assume is his butler. He is tall,with black hair spiking in some places,with a black suit as an outfit. Uncle is standing with his back turned to me, talking about something presumably important,from the looks of it. I am contemplating whether or not I should walk in and interrupt,but before I can make my decision, the butler notices me.
"Who is this young lady?" He asks Uncle. Confused, he turns around to see me standing at the doorway.
"This is my niece, Catarina." 'Ugh! Again with the full name' I think to myself.
"That is a beautiful name,and it suits you very well." The boy says, and I blush a deep red. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive,and this is my butler, Sebastian." I bow,showing respect to the young earl.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Earl Phantomhive." I say,still blushing a bit.
"No,please. Call me Ciel." He says.
"Okay Ciel. You can call me Cat. That's what most people call me." I reply.
"Miss,may I ask you a question? Well, a couple. I apologize if they are personal." Sebastian speaks up. I nod my head in response. "First of all,what are you wearing?" I go to answer,but Uncle answers for me.
"This is normal attire for Americans." He says.
"Oh, so you are from America?" Sebastian asks me.
"Yes sir,I am. My sister and I just moved in with Uncle today." I respond.
"Your sister?" Ciel questions.
"Yes. I have a younger sister."
"Where is your sister Catarina?" Uncle asks.
"She is upstairs drawing. She always draws. It's her favorite thing to do." I say, probably giving these two people,who are practically strangers, too much information.
"What is your favorite things to do Cat?" Ciel asks me.
"I love to read." I say.
"Really? I also enjoy reading." Ciel responds. 'Ciel seems like an interesting guy. I'd love to get to know him more.' I can't think of anything to say, so I just stand there,until Ciel speaks up.
"Oh, I almost forgot the reason why I came here in the first place. Undertaker, do you know if this person is dead? Have you worked with him?" He shows him a picture of a random guy that I don't know. 'Hmmm... so people just call him Undertaker. Is that a common thing in England? To call someone by the name of the job they do. Is it considered rude to call them by their actual name?'
"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. I'll tell you all I know if you give me payment. Hehehe."'Payment? What payment?'
"Oh alright. I'll do it." Sebastian says. 'Do what?' I think. "Bocchan, miss Catarina, I suggest you go outside and wait. Do not come in under any circumstances until I tell you."We both go outside.
"Ciel,what is going on? What is Sebastian doing? What kind of payment is my uncle talking about?"
"You don't know? Undertaker prefers his payment to be jokes instead of money, and Sebastian is telling him one. Why he told us to come out here, I do not know." He tells me. Suddenly the whole place starts shaking, and the sign falls down. All you can here is sound of my uncle's laughter. Sebastian opens the door and tells us that we can come in.
"Alright Undertaker. You got your payment,now tell me what you know about this guy." Ciel demands.
"I have never seen him before." Uncle says, then starts laughing. Ciel lets out a frustrated sigh. I understand, I would be frustrated too if I were in this situation.
"Okay Undertaker. We shall leave now. Goodbye Cat. It was nice meeting you." Ciel bows then heads for the door.
"Goodbye. It was nice meeting you too,Ciel and Sebastian." I wave them goodbye.
"You seemed to get along quite well with the young earl. I'd say you two 'hit it off'. I'm guessing you like him." I blush at what Uncle says.
"I-I don't think i-it was l-like t-that. I-I never s-said I l-like him." I say nervously.
"OOH! You're stuttering and blushing, You do like him!" He exclaims.
"S-shut up." I say,blushing even more. I decide I've had enough embarrassment,so I go upstairs to see what Frisk is up to.

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Black Butler Fan Fiction
FanfictionIn this story, Frisk and Catarina(Cat) Rosenfield are sister's who live in America. Their parents were murdered by masked murderers,and they go to England to live with their uncle,Adrian Crevan and his daughter, Alison. (We do not own the Black Butl...