I do not own black butler!
Me: "I wish I did..." *pouts*
Undertaker: "Darling you'll be alright..." *Hugs*
Me: *Blushes and hides in corner*
Undertaker: "EH?! WHAT DID I DO!?"
P.s. Sorry for any grammatical errors!
Enjoy!
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You had to stay at undertakers for Ciel to not worry. You reluctantly accept not trying to burden your cousin anymore than you have. With you staying at undertakers it would be safe to not be a victim of Jack the Ripper.
It's been a week since you had been left at undertakers and you two have been getting along great. You would help him out together flowers for his 'guests' and have tea with those little none cookies you loved so much. It was one particularly cloudy day when you tried to give undertaker warnings on how you didn't like thunder and lightning at all. "It's really getting dark out..." You siged and walked back to arrange more flowers for his 'guests'. Whenever he pulled out a coffin and made a loud rumbling noise you would squeak tense up trying not to curl into a ball and cry.
It had been your final cracking point when you and undertaker were in the main area of the shop and it was pouring out side. You step up to the window not knowing when the thunder and lighting will start. A loud thunder roars through the sky and that would be your final breaking point. You squat to the ground covering your ears and start to tremble. You tense as a pale hand reaches your head. You immediately uncover your ears, stand up and start walking towards the stairs "sorry about that heh...." You mumble quickly making your way up the stairs and to the one bedroom. There was a small cupboard for clothes in the corner of the room. 'Good place to hide!' You think as you open it and dump everything of yours on the bed. You hear foot steps coming up the stairs and another loud rumbling and a slash of lightning come from the sky. "Darling what's wrong?" Undertaker asks from the doorway. You tremble and quickly hide in the cupboard saying "I-it's fine...". You quickly shit the cupboard and with trembling hands you pull you knees to your chest and cover your ears for the impact of more thunder. You hear a giant knock on the cupboard and undertaker says "are you scared of the thunder?" He mumbles through the wood. "I-it's fine I'm used to dealing with this type of stuff a-alone..." You mumble through trembling teeth. "A-alone?...." He repeats. "Oh darling you don't have to be alone anymore-" he says buy gets cut off my the sound of another crack of lightning and thunder running through the shop/house. He gets a low screech and another larger thunder strike. This time instead of a screech the cupboard flogs open and out you come in a white lace dress. You grip undertakers sash tightly as he hugs you comfortingly. His robe and arms block out most of the sound as the night draws on. Every time thunder strikes you clench to his shirt tighter as he soothe you with sweet nothing til you finally fall asleep.
