King (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 30

*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*

Hearing the sound of metal against metal I slightly opened my eyes to see a figure from across the room. Coughing, I got the the figure to turn to me, but then it just continued to do what it was doing before.

"Hey." I said. No responed. "Oi. You know damn well I called you so you better speak the fuck up next time." Me getto self showed and the figure sighed.

"What?" They turned back around to face me.

"Wanna help me out of these chains?" I asked and tilted my head to side with a smirk.

"Well, I'm gonna have to let you out anyways, so why not do it now." They repiled. "But if you start to do anything funky, it won't be pretty."

"Trust me. I don't have nearly as enough energy to do anything." They used a key to unlock both chains and I pulled my hands out of them. Rubbing my wrist, I got up from the ground and dusted off the dirt on my pants and shirt. I looked back at the figure and furrowed my eyebrows. "Oi. What's your name?"

"Why do you want to know?" They barked back.

"Because why the hell not?"

"Sebastian. Sebastian Michaelis." He repiled. (I'm sorry. I'm so unoriginal with names.) "And you're (Y/N) (L/N), if I'm not mistaken." 'Sebastian' was a tall man, with a slender shape and he wore all black, even though he doesn't sound intimating. He looks chill.

"You are correct, my good sir." Sebastian went over to grab at broom and started to sweep up the place. "Anyways, enlighten me. What are your plans for today." As soon as I finshed my sentence, his eyes lighted up.

"Oh my! This is the first time someone ever asked me what my plans are. Ceil is to busy to even listen to what's on my mind." I rose an eyebrows, extremely confused on what he was talking about. "Oh well. This morning...." He started to ramble on on things that tuned me out. At one point, the topic of cats were brought up and then he couldn't stop running his mouth about the furry animals. After a while of sweeping the room and talking, Sebastian took me up some flight of stairs which took as to a different room. This room had way better lighting and it was somew dresser and mirrors.

"So what are we doing up here?" I asked. All of a sudden, he came up to me and took the brim on my shirt in his hands and attempted to take off my shirt. Because of my cat-like reflex, I instantly slapped his hands and moved back. "What are you doing?!" I spat.

"Taking off your clothes. What else does it look like?" He sassed me.

"And this is nesssary because?!"

"Master said that I should dress you in something nice. Unlike like what you're wearing at this moment." Sebastian then took the end of my shirt again and this time successfully pulled it over my head.

"Did you just insult my fashion sense?" I barked and he chuckled. Next, he took the brim of my pants and pulled them down. At this point, you could easily mistaken my face for a red apple.

"Fortunately, yes. Yes I did." He repiled. "Now, if you'd please have a seat over there. I'd like to pick out an outfit for you." He pointed to a long sofa that I didn't see when we came in. I walked over to the black sofa and sat there, waiting for the man. "Now, which colour do you like?"

"Anything that's black." I simply said.

"An Emo, I see." I heard the smirk on his face.

"Just because I wear all black doesn't mean I'm an Emo!" I instantly protested. All he did was laugh and bring out a big dress, black and white dress. "Ha?! Where the hell am I going?"

"Oh hush, child. You're just going to some ball that will be worth you time."

"And you're going to tagging along?"

"Well, seeing I'm Ceil, the Queen's guard dog's butler, I have no choice but to come." He placed a small smile on his face, which made me smile. "Anyways, one foot," Sebastian helped me with the dress. "And second foot," I placed the sleeves on and stood back up for him to zip up the back. I turned back around to face him and he jumped in excitement. "Oh God (Y/N), you look absolutely stunning!"

"Why thank you." I gushed. "But it's kind of tight on the waist." Taking the peice of fabric that was on my waist, Sebastian streached it and it felt losses. "Thank you once again Sebastian. You know, I never actually got a back story out of you."

"What is there you find interesting?"

"Everything about you. That fact that you wear all black but yet are so kind, there must be something wrong with you." Sebastian on rolled his eyes at me while placing and necklace on me, along with matching earings.

"I could say the same to you. When we found you, you had a scarf over the bottom half of your face. We decided to keep it on you for your privacy." He repiled. "But other than that, I really have no back story."

"Do you even know how old you are or somethin'?" After those words left my mouth, he slowly became sad.

"That....that was something that Ceil ever told me." He said while putting my hair in a bun. "Anyways, let's go upstairs. You, my lady, are looking extremely beautiful." His happy self came back quickly and pushed me up another flight of stairs. 'Is he sensitive about his past?' Shaking my head of the thought, I only followed the tall man. There, Sebastian led me to a carriage which had a small figure in it. I went inside the carriage after Sebastian opened the door for me and I slid inside where I was hit with a dark aroma. 'I don't have a good feeling about this....' There, I sat beside the small figure, who's head was looking out the window.

"Took you guys long enough." The British accent flowed throughout the whole carriage. The figure them three it's head towards me. "Hello,
(Y/N)."

"Again, who are you?" My eyebrows came to a knot.

"Yes, I still have to answer your questions. My name is Ceil Phantomhive, the Queen's guard dog." He repiled with a devilish smirk on his face.

(AN: My chapter are getting drier and drier as the days keep going. And it's not even funny anymore. I need to put sum sauce on it. THAT DOESN'T MEAN SMUT!! But still, let me put it this way. My story I'd like a bowl of rice. And each "good" chapter I put out, it's like a step closer to cooking up rice a stew. And lately, my chapters where crap, which means my bowl of rice and stew is not going well. You understand now? You probably don't because I'm just thinking of what I'm gonna have for dinner right now. But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)