G/T Adventures

Tiny!Black Butler x Reader

For Cheeseous who requested this a while ago and I have been planning for ever since.

Putting the newest volume of my favorite manga down, I run my hands down my face as I attempt to fathom what that entire chapter just introduced into the story. Craziness, that's what. But now I have to wait forever until the next one comes out.

Grabbing my laptop from my bedside table, I hesitated when I pulled the top open. Voices. Two of them, and very familiar sounding. Had I left the T.V. on? Glancing to my left, I could immediately tell that wasn't the case. They were pretty quiet, to the point I could hardly hear them if I breathed.

"Sebastian, what the hell is going on?!"

"I am unsure, but it would appear we are in some sort of large room."

"I can tell that much!" The angrier of the two soft voices hissed. I could place that almost immediately. 

"No freaking way." I mumble breathily and very slowly peek over the edge of my bed. A few feet away, two unmistakable faces peered back at me with wide eyes. 

It was seriously Sebastian Michaelis, the demon butler of 'Black Butler' and Ciel Phantomhive from the same manga. My breath hitched in my throat and I struggled to bite back a squeal. 

"The hell?!" Ciel's stumbled backward, nearly falling over if Sebastian hadn't easily steadied him. 

"Whoa, hey, wait," I whisper, forcing away the urge to fangirl that bubbled in my stomach. "It's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you, or try to hurt you. Don't be scared." 

Ciel scoffed, folding his arms over his chest. "I-I'm not scared. What are you?" He spat bitterly, though he continued to slowly back away, tripping over the carpet fibers.

I would have answered, had a giggle not fought its way out as I watched him fall backward. "A fan." I manage to whisper. With very careful, precise movements I slid from my bed to the carpeted floor. 

Sebastian was eyeing me suspiciously, and I could just make out the small glint of his silver knives. He was holding them tightly in a fist that was always similar to Wolverine. "A fan?" He questioned, his head tilting upward to meet my eyes. 

"U-Um, well, see..." My eyes wander to Ciel who was struggling to get back up, his face flushed bright red in embarrassment. "Oh, here, let me help you."

I extended my hand to help him, but a sharp pain made me yank my hand back to find a silver knife sticking out of my fingertip. "Oww, it's like a tiny metal splinter!" Taking my other hand, I yank it out and study it between my fingertips. This was some freaky shiznit. "I wasn't gonna hurt him, honest! Geez. Tiny mean demon." 

Now I had peeked both of their interest and Sebastian slowly helped Ciel to stand. "Demon? And you know that how? Does that have to do with you saying you're a 'fan' of ours?"

"Yeah. You guys are actually a pretty awesome storyline and anime. You guys are fictional characters here though. How you got here I have no idea. But I swear on my life I wouldn't hurt you. Just, trust me. I'm human, you should be able to tell that Sebastian. And you should also be able to tell me if I'm lying or not." Still smiling despite the pain in my fingertip, I start to reach forward again then hesitate. "Don't stab me again. Just lemme grab ya and move ya off the floor. It's not safe down there."

Ciel watched me then scoffed, folding his arms over his chest. "If you know who we are you know I should not be treated in a way you would 'just grab' me. I do not want some sort of giant touching me."

Crossing my arms I smile widely down at the two. "Fine. Then try to get up somewhere on your own, I dare ya."

Now it was Sebastian's turn to smile, and he scooped Ciel from the floor into a bridal position in his arms. He leaped from the floor right up to the surface of my nightstand. It was graceful, and he seemed to have no trouble at all. It was amazing to witness rather than it just being in the anime or manga. 

Ciel was flustered as he normally was and told him off, ordering him to put him down. 

I retook my seat on the bed, watching the two tiny fictional characters closely. "I'm Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, can you perhaps tell us just where we are?" Ciel grumbled, dusting off his navy blue suit and fixing the eyepatch I could barely see.

Glancing around my bedroom then to the laptop sitting open on my bed, I looked back to the butler and tiny nobleman with a wide grin. "Sebastian, Ciel, Welcome to the real world."