A/N - To clarify, yes, it was indeed a kiss... ON THE CHEEK. We don't get until the- ahem- dirtier stuff until later. And yes, I'm fully capable of doing it. Also, MEY-RIN IS MY WAIFU.

R e c a p - Early December, 1889

My face heated up, and the last thing I remembered that night was his soft lips pressing onto my cheek as he whispered, "From now on, you'll stop ignoring me--that is an order."

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III.|Itsy Bitsy Spider|

Early December, 1889
(Next Day)
[Your PoV]

Those words rang in my head, echoing and echoing over and over again until the moment in which I slept... but I didn't sleep. It must've been six in the morning before I found the peace to finally close my eyes.

But then I realized. I was supposed to get up at six fifteen a.m.... I slept through my alarm.

[Sebastian's PoV]

I chuckled at the Young Master, watching him sweat drop as he stared at (Y/N). Poor girl was fast asleep, judging by the bags under her eyes, she had only just fallen asleep.

I wonder why...

"Bocchan, I think you've broken her."

"E-eh?" He stared wide eyes at (Y/N). "What'd I do?"

"Depends." My mouth grew into a smirk as I asked, "What'd you say to her last night whilst you danced?"

He face palmed. "I didn't think it'd matter that much." He waved his hand in dismissal, walking out the door. "Never mind that, give her the day off. She's one of the harder working servants."

I distorted my face into one of fake hurt.

The Young Master rolled his eyes then smirked, "Then we'll return to how it was back then."

I returned the smirk.

"Yes, my lord."

.・.・.・.Later.・.・.・.

[Your PoV]

I blinked. I stared up at the ceiling, then to the side.

Oh dear lord, what time was it?

I checked the clock.

"T-two... forty... p.m....?" I murmured.

I cursed in my head. I stood up, and got ready, giving the world a record of how fast one could get ready for the morn- er, afternoon.

By the time I was done, I had found a 'do not disturb' sign on my door. What the hell...?

I rushed down to the kitchen, making sure not to fall down the stairs (like Mey-Rin usually did, poor girl).

It seems I had beaten Sebastian, as the tea was not yet ready. Possibly, he could've been dealing with the others...

"(Y/N)!" Ciel's booming voice could be heard. As quick as lightning, I carefully used Bard's flamethrower to heat up water, and get the tea done with a New York style cheesecake on the side. If Sebastian's one hell of a butler, then I must be one hell of a maid.

"Yes, Young Master?" I walked into his office like nothing had ever happened.

He twitched, annoyed by my calm demeanor.

"Look, I know I gave you the day off-"

What.

"-but Sebastian and I really need your help-"

Is it because I slept in?

"-since we forgot how much of the work you do-"

I'm confused, repeat that?

"-to handle the other servants-"

You're giving me the day off and then you want me to work?

"-and we forgot how out of hand they could get."

I closed my eyes, took a breath, then opened them. I quickly nodded and rushed out of the room –– after giving him his tea, of course.

I walked out to the most likely place they could be--the garden.

"Finny! Mey-Rin! Baldo!" My eye twitched severely once I saw the garden.

Mey-Rin and Finny were chasing Pluto around the place as he trampled over all the plants and flowers.

Baldroy was trying to stamp out a fire dangerously close to Young Master's favorite roses.

Sebastian, well... he tried his best. It was a calamity. Had they really gotten that used to the work I did to keep the others in shape?

Apparently so.

"Michaelis can handle it."

Dafuq?

I turned, coming eye to eye with-- what, another Slender Man? Creepy eyes, abnormally long limbs, and an... ahem, attractive hairstyle. This one had glasses.

I coughed awkwardly. I bowed once, "Pleasure to meet you. May I ask why you're here?"

He chuckled rather darkly, muttering something about how I was, 'ever so polite'.

I cocked my head in question.

And I heard a slap.

My cheek hurt.

Then it all went black.

.・.・.・.・.・.・.・.

There's a thing on my face.

What.

Is.

On.

My.

Face.

"Goddamn- EEK!" I screeched. I shook off the horrid spider on my face.

"Master, it seems she's awake."

It was like the universe shouted, Let there be light!

It was blindingly bright. As my sight adjusted, I saw a little blondie, about the same size as Ciel. I scanned up and down, light blond hair, looked like a girl, ice-blue eyes, purple overco- booty-shorts?!

"-and you'll be working as my servant."

Oh, he was saying something?

"Sure." I responded subconsciously. He did some kind of a victory dance, flaunting his shorts-shorts.

.・.・.Dafuq Just Happened.・.・.

"Ahah, you're so much better than Hannah!" Lord Trancy exclaimed as he laughed.

"Indeed, she is quite the maid. But I think Miss Hannah deserves more credit." Claude commented.

I cleared my throat, "Lord Trancy, if I may-"

"Claude! See what she called me!" He seemed a bit too excited.

"Lord Trancy, I must ask you why I am here." I finished. "I am currently a maid working for the Earl-"

"Phantomhive." He spat. "Yes, we know."

"Then why is it that I am here?" I asked.

"Simple." He walked up to me, licking his lips.

"I want you."

The itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the waterspout...

"I need you to stay here, just a bit longer."

Out came the rain and washed the spider out...

"No thank you, I'd rather not with all due respect."

Then came the sun and dried up all the rain...

"Ah, but didn't the ever-so-kind Earl reject you?"

And the itsy-bitsy spider crawled up the spout again...

He chuckled darkly.

"I promise you I can give you all the love that Phantomhive didn't and more."

"...How long will I be staying, then?"

|To Be Continued|
~Em