A Demon's Help (Sebastian x Reader)

I barely hear Sebastian's words, but once I realize what he has said, it is too late to respond, for it appears that we have reached our destination.

A destination? Or battlefield?

Didn't Sebastian say this is a garden? Or should I say, was a garden?

I wince at the sight before us: A blonde kid, whom I assumed to be the gardener, standing helplessly in the middle of what used to be a field, but now is clearly ravaged by fire.

"Finny!" A second voice called, causing the blonde gardener, Finny, to turn and find the source of the voice.

I follow the gardener's eyes and see a taller man, blonde as well, in a chef’s outfit, accompanied by a pair of what looks to be bomb goggles, holding a large basin. He rushes over to Finny and chucks the contents of the basin at the fire in a sad attempt to extinguish it.

"Bard! What are you doing? This isn't going to help the fire! We need Mister Sebastian!"

"Aye we don't need ‘im, we can handle this ourselves; we too work for the Young Master." The chef says, huffing out his chest as he still carries the basin.

"Should we...?" I ask, turning my head to look at the Butler beside me for the first time since we entered this disaster.

I stop short of the question, seeing Sebastian's face; his features contouring into anger, hid red pupils narrowing, and his thin lips curling into a sneer. I feel my (e/c) eyes widening at the look of anger on Sebastian's face, as I swallow hard, sweat beading on my forehead.

"Sebastian...?" I ask, moving my hand to tug on the Butlers' coat sleeve, but his body turns on, moving swiftly from me, faster than any human I've seen move before, his angry posture heading towards the two servants.

"Bardroy! Finnian!" Sebastian riders, his previous calm demeanor nothing but a truck of imagination.

The two servants turn at the sounds of Sebastian's voice. Their eyes widen with fear, and they both voluntarily take a step back, a step closer to the raging fire behind them.

Are they afraid of him? Who really is this Butler?

"What the hell happened here?!"  Sebastian yells at he nears them, obviously failing to keep his composure together, which he had done so perfectly before in front of Ciel. Master Ciel.

I stand frozen for another half a minute, pondering what I should do, could do, in this kind of a situation between fellow servants, none of whom I've never met, and Sebastian, head Butler and the one who saved my life. I laugh to myself for a minute, shaking my head, my (e/c) hair moving along, as I realize I do owe Sebastian something, but just because he saved my life, doesn't mean I have to be nice to him while I repay my debt, especially when he is treating fellow underclassmen like this.

I start moving towards the trio, my feet moving quickly in the (e/c) shoes, and I call to Sebastian, my voice demanding. "Sebastian! Cool it!"

The three all turn around and look at me, watching me approach, Finny and Bardroy's eyes wide with surprise.

"What did you just say?" Sebastian asks his voice low and cold, all his calm manners gone now, pushed off the edge.

"I. Told. You. To. Cool. It." I say, not backing down from this man, finally approaching the small group, crossing my arms over my (e/c) corset, my (e/c) eyes narrowing. "You don't need to treat these people like they're animals. I've already seen others do this and I stood back, but no way in hell am I going to stand here and tolerate it when I know you can act much better." I huff, blowing a piece of my (e/l) (e/c) hair out of my face without moving from my defensive stance.

Sebastian doesn't do anything at first, but then he laughs a creepy, yet satisfying laugh. He takes a deep breath as the anger leaves his crimson eyes. "You're right. My apologizes, Miss (y/n). I didn't wish to freak out like this on your first day." He bows to me, receiving shocked expression from the other two standing with us.

"And...?" I ask as he stands, the two other servants dropping the shock from their faces a bit, their eyes still widened at me, for my boldness.

I’ve only been here a few hours, yet I've seen the behavior and actions Sebastian harbors, like that of a ghoul walking in a human world, like Claude. And if he's anything like Claude, I wish to dispose of that, for I was too afraid to do it before, but I'm learning better, and I don't want people getting hurt. And I must find out why he calls himself  'One hell of a butler', if that has anything to do with this.

Sebastian raises an eyebrow at my question, and I gesture towards the Chef and Gardener. He sighs, clearly gritting his teeth and regretting the decision to want Ciel to hire me.

"And my most apologizes to you two as well." He says sincerely.

The two nod in response too baffled to really say much of anything.

"Now that we have gotten that figured out, I would like to see what happened here?" I turn towards the two servants. "Finny and Bardroy, is it not?" I add, wanting to use this as a good introduction.

The two nod and quickly bow. The chef puts a cigarette between his lips, and lights it, then lightly ruffling his hair, as if to make a good first impression. He smiles widely, the cigarette between his teeth. "Bardroy, American Soldier Chef of the Phantomhive Manor at your lovely service! But call me Bard!"

The shorter boy laughs a little, and stands up from his bow, as he puts his hands behind his back and beams. "And I'm Finnian, Gardener of the Phantomhive Manor! And everyone around here calls me Finny! Nice to meet you, Miss...What’s your name? I don't think I caught it." Finnian blushes a little.

I giggle, putting a hand to my (e/c) lips, and smile. "My name is (f/n), new Maid of the Phantomhive Manor! And it's always a pleasure to meet such nice men like yourselves! Not everyone treats a lady like me kindly." 

"Who doesn't? I'll take good care of them with me old shotgun, yes I will!" Bard says, his eyes igniting.

I can't help but giggle at his open flirtations as Finny nods. "And I'll help as well! No one should treat a lady as yourself with disrespect!"

Bard's cheeks darken with a reddish color at my giggle. "You two barely know me to make such confrontational statements like that!" I exclaim, still giggling, feeling Sebastian's eyes on us.

"Well maybe if the two of them weren't focusing on trying to get with you, we could deal with the fiery problem behind us." Sebastian speaks up, his calm demeanor back, his words still having a cold tint to them.

"Oh! Right!" Finnian exclaims, a blush coming to his cheeks as he looks at Sebastian. "What should we do Mister Sebastian?" He asks, clearly wanting to change the subject.

"Is there anything we can really do?" Bardroy asks, smoking his cigarette casually.

"Well we'll need buckets of water to at least calm the fire down before actually trying to finalize it completely." I say clearly.

"Exactly what she said. You two go work on getting buckets filled with water while Miss (y/n" and I work on trying to come up with an idea to get rid of it. And where's Mei-Rin?"

"I think I saw her cleaning the Master's clothes last in the laundry room." Bard replies, nudging Finny to follow him.

"Good. Get her to help you as well. Get as many large buckets filled with water as you can hold. Got it?" Sebastian sternly looks between the two innocent servants, the fire illuminating his back.

The two servants nod in unison and bow once more. "Yes Mister Sebastian!" And with those words, the two were off, running towards the Manor.