Reincarnated into Black Butler?

That Girl: Little Earl

'Eh-Heh heh heh......what?' Elena opened and closed her mouth, trying to make sense of her situation.

After her finishing her little meltdown-Sebastian being a pal turned a blind eye-reeled in her inner fangirl at the fact that one of her favorite characters was right in front of her.

'Rule #7, a lady should never be shocked only equable. ' Elena jested herself. Composing her expression, Elena mentally hefted her skirt up, knowing that she would be in for quite a ride, especially trying to not reveal any future knowledge of future events.

"My apologies Sir, I am looking for my companion and the lord of this estate. I would like to show my thanks for sanctuary during my unconscious state." Did that really just come out of her mouth? She sounded like an actually noble!

"Oh?" Sebastian's crimson orbs sparked with an unknown emotion, unnoticed by the red head as they went down the stairs and journey to a parlor in the right wing of the manor. Elena felt herself shifting uncomfortably at the awkward silence.

'Should I say something? Or should I wait for him to talk first? Oh I'm a socially awkward introvert not a professional conversationalist!' She wailed internally, wanting to rip her hair out in fustration. 

'I blame living a sheltered life and being extremely shy person in my past life.....'

She blinked when they finally reached an oak door. Watching as Sebastian lightly rapped the door with his knuckles, hearing a "enter" from the other side.

Sebastian turned to her. " Its show time." His smirk didn't help her nerves.

Elena took a deep breath before she stepped through the door. How was she going to do this? Where is that idiot Earl, anyway? What should she do?

"My Lord, the young lady is awake...."

Elena blinked back into focus, her eyes traveling the entire room spotting a familiar moron smiling cheekily at her from his chair-unharmed save for a few scratches and a bandage on his cheek-seated in front of a large desk where her eyes finally rested on a boy that appeared to be her age with a familiar pair of eyes......well the one that wasn't covered by an eyepatch.

The tsundere himself, Ciel Phantomhive.

"Ah awake are you? I'm glad your alright My Lady." Ciel said, lacing his fingers together.

"I am Ciel Phantomhive, Earl to this estate."

Elena pretended to looked slightly surprised and made sure to dart her eyes to between the two Phantomhives. 'So that's why he's to cheeky....' She narrowed her eyes at the older Phantomhive in actual annoyance before turning her full attention to the young earl.

"My name is Elenanna Dallas. But please, call me Elena.." She curtsied. "I thank you for your kindness...."

As she rose she missed Ciel's slight shock and surprise at her surname before he covered it with a slight cough.

"It's no problem. You and my fath-Vincent are welcome to stay as long as you need to...." He cursed himself at his slight slip, almost revealing that Vincent was his father.

Elena raised a delicate eyebrow. 'Nice save young earl..' Elena mentally clapped for his quick fix. 'But not good enough...especially when I already know that the queens lap dog doesn't have a little brother....' She smirked at the thought.

"My butler Sebastian will help you with anything you require. Now how about some tea?" Ciel waved for Elena to sit as Sebastian went to get the tea cart.

"Excellent idea. Right Lady Elena?" Vincent chimed as he popped up in her personal space. She rolled her eyes, using her palm to push his face away.

'Moron....' She huffed.

A knock sounded and Sebastian appeared with the tea cart filled with different snacks and hot drinks. Sebastian served Ciel first, then Vincent before serving her.

"Tea my lady?"

"Yes please." She smiled kindly at the butler as he poured a cup of earl gray.

"Sugar or Milk?"

Elena opened her mouth to answer.

"Both" Three different eyebrows raised as they turned toward Vincent.

"......"

"What?" Vincent squirmed in his seat, carefully cradling his cup as he faced the accused stares.

"It's not weird to know what lady's like in their tea..." He defended himself.

"I am a gentleman after all." He sniffed hauntingly.

"Ah." Sebastian acknowledged and handed Elena her sugar and milk filled tea.

"Thank you, Sebastian." Elena picked up her tea.

"Now can someone explain to me why the moron and I am in the future and the moron having a 13 year old son?"
She asked sipping her tea casually as the occupants spit take at her forwardness.

Elena smirked winking at the men before sipping her tea again, closing her eyes in bliss.

"Ah~this is some good tea."