----Emma's P.O.V----
I woke up to someone poking my side. Still very tired I mumbled "go away Aunt Maxine. It's my couch" and I slapped the hand away.
The person cleared their throat. Definitely NOT Aunt Maxine. I shot up wide-eyed. It was Sebastian and Ciel. "S-sorry" I muttered.
Reganed in my posture and fixing my pony tail I added " can I help you with something?" Ceil nodded and said " we are heading into town. We shall be back around lunch time. When we return Sebastian can help you with lunch."
As they turned to leave I said "wait! You probably don't want to go out dressed like that" He looked at me curiously
" why?" I sighed "in this place and this era, people don't wear stuff like that". He stared at me
" How did you- how did you know?!" The boy asked supsicoiusly.
I realized what I had said but quickly formulated a story.
"I just guessed. Girl shoes and butlers are hardly the 21st century". I stuttered out quickly.
"Girl shoes!" Ciel sounded rather indignant. I laughed.
"Come on. My Aunt has a son my age but he is always at his dads. You can use his clothes". Sighing Ciel followed me
------- Ciel's P.O.V -------
First we are zapped into some strange world because of that stupid love struck reaper, then we had to take shelter with a commemer. A COMMEMER of all types of people.
According to Sebastian we are in a place called the 21st century and obviously not in London. I followed the girl- Emma- to her cousins room and looked through the clothes.
As Sebastian got me dressed Emma was changing to. She came out in dress hardly acceptable for a lady. She had on blue trousers some kind of grey long sleeved shirt that had a heart with an arrow through it, and sneakers. I was very confused. Is this how girls dressed in the 21st century?
"To awnser your question, yes" I looked to Sebastian in surpise. Can this girl read minds?! She laughed.
"Your face is priceless!" She laughed.
What a weird expression. Do faces have pricies in this century?
"Do you know that you have a habit of thinking out loud?" Emma asked me and I shook my head.
She smiled and brushed her back hair out of her sparkling green eyes.
"Right then!" She exclaimed "it's sunday afternoon. Let's take y'all shopping! You need a wardrobe upgrade and Alex's 3 tshirt won't last forever."
I guess my "jeans" as Emma called them an shirt were appropriate for this time period.
"Are you gonna stand there all day? Come on! Oh, and Ciel-" she turned around to face me suddenly serious "here, the title of 'Queens Gaurd Dog' means nothing. You gotta blend in with the rest of us-" Emma sighed before using the continuing "-commeners."
"Easy." I scoffed. Emma nodded.
With that she stepped out of the door. We followed as we began the walk to this "mall". I had asked if we should summon a carriage. Her reply had been curt and blunt.
"Those don't exsist anymore. There are no taxi's here, the town is to small, and I'm to young to drive without a licensed@mention a user adult. Plus, Aunt Maxine took the only car. Don't worry though. It's not a very long walk"
Hey guys! How do you like chapter 2? The real fun begins next chapter. *grins evily and rubs hand together*. Agian, thank you so much for reading. I love to hear your input, so bony be afraid to speak out. Love you guys!
-Chloe
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On My Turf (A Black Butler Fanfic)
FanfictionSo, you've seen fan-fictions of people who go to Ciels world, but what happen when he comes to our world? Join our beloved Ciel Phantomhive as he explores the wonders of the 21st centry..with some help.