In this you are 6-8 years old, swearing is not included, I do NOT own Black Butler. NO SHIP HATE! Any gender or lack of will work. I may make a part 2 of this does well.
It was a hot summer day, you sat in the garden making pictures in the dirt, humming as you did so. Soon you were in a world of your own.
"Careful little (y/n) you'll get your (bloomers/skirt/overalls/etc) dirty."
You jumped and then looked behind you. Sebastian put a gloved hand on your shoulder. All you could do was let out a few petrified squeak sounding words.
"I'm sorry Mr. Sebastian."
You stood up facing the butler and looked at your shoes. He then went off to do whatever it was he needed to do in the garden. You left the garden and went to a nice looking tree and sat down in the shade. Your rested your head on the tree truck. You could hear someone singing as you closed your eyes and fell asleep.
-time skippy-
You awoke to the sound of thunder, you looked and saw dark clouds above you, like most (6-8) year olds lightning and thunder scared you. You stood up and ran to the greenhouse getting soaked on the way. You opened the doors and went to a corner, in the corner was a piece of thick cloth, you covered yourself in it and hid in the corner waiting for the rain to stop.
"(Y/n)?! Where are you?!" You could hear people calling for you but you were too scared to answer. You just cried harder. You could her more people looking for you.
"Don't cry young one." It was the same voice that sang to you. You looked around frantically only to see a light lavender snake. You sniffed as the snake slithered into your lap. The snake sang making you sleepy
"Now young one don't you see this world was meant for and me, don't you cry for we all here and don't see we all hold you dear." Your eyelids felt heavy as you were about to fall asleep, light footsteps came towards you.
"My child, please let me see you."You felt the cloth lift up you were still to afraid to look up. The man got down on his knees and looked you in the eyes. You wrapped your arms around him crying into his chest.
"I'm sorry father." Your father carried you inside and the both of you cuddled until the storm was over.
Extra
"Donnie says you should not scare us like that again."
You used all the courage you had
"Well I say Donnie is a wanker!"
YOU ARE READING
Parent Scenarios! [DISCONTINUED]
FanfictionNote that this book is quite old, I decided to leave it up for anyone to read. It is not of high quality and does not reflect my current writing level. Thank you all for the support! Started- July 2018 Ended- Nov 2019 I'm not gonna do it I was ju...