The Guard Dog

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A/N please any comments you guys have I am open to ask of them. Except hate comments! I received that told me to go to hell! *grins* well guess what b**ches? I'm already here. Hands up for that awesome video!!! I love black butler parodies XD!!! Me silly fangirl.

Anyway onto the story!

Angel's POV

I climb up the stairs to the kitchen. We live in a small house.  Nothing very big or grand. Edward is standing in the kitchen, waiting for me to come up.

"Is the tea done?" I ask. "Yes, my lady." He responds. "Edward for the million time call me Angel," I say in a teasing but scolding tone. I may hate my name, but I hate being called anything like Lady..., or mistress. Better off with Angel.

I sat down and Edward handed me the tea. As I took a sip, Pete bursted through my door. "Peter Matthieu!!!" I screamed with a hint of laughter. "Yes, Mum?" He smartly replied. I glared at him, but that didn't last long when he picked me up and threw me over his shoulders. "Hey put me down Pete!!! Come on, I have a meeting with the Queen today!" I whined next to his ear. He grumbled and set me down.

"So, what is this meeting about?" He says, after we say down to some tea. "Well, her Majesty wanted me to meet some powerful subject of hers," I replied with as little detail as I could. Pete always for into trouble, but it is only when he knows too much. "Come on, Angel! I know there is more to it than that. Live me at least a title." He says pleadingly. I look into his eyes and they pull me to say it. "Fine, the Guard Dog." Then I realized what I said. "Why does he have to have the kid and candy affect on me?" I think.

"Well, good luck." I snap out of my daze and face him. "Thanks, Pete," I say sarcastically. "Why are you wishing luck?" He just stares at me. "Well, there are some rumors.... Apparently he is a kid. I think he turned thirteen this year. And, they say he is a brat, who uses his butler for his dirty work."

I talk a little while longer, then it comes close to eleven. "Well, I have to leave, Pete." " Kay.... Angel?" "Yeah?" "Be careful." "Always am, Pete." I hug him goodbye, and I climb in the carriage.
Ciel's POV

I see the Queen's home approach me. I always hot a tag bit nervous at the sight. Her home is a tall castle with most of the outside a cream color. Why is that making me nervous? Well the Queen has a tenancy to have hidden meanings in everything, even her choice of color.

I feel the carriage stop. Sebastian is already holding the door open for me. "We are here, my Lord." I nod my head and step out. I am greeted by the two servants of the Queen. We step through the front door of the castle. We walk into a beautifully decorated dining room. There I am greeted with a short girl about my age. She has very long, curly, red, brown hair and sky blue eyes...

Oh my they finally met!!!!! Anyway... If you guys have comments about this ,or see a grammar mistake please tell me. It bothers me if I reread it and see this stuff. Also if you guys can maybe find a different cover for me I will be very grateful! I don't like the one I have that much, so.... Go ahead my Fanfiction lovers I will see you in the next chapter! *anyone Markiplier reference?*

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