(This should be a a mini series I could accomplish if my keyboard didn't freak out..)

Grey has talked Ciel to preparing a party where Her Majesty's distant relative, Georg von Siemens, shall be the guest of honor. Ciel hesitantly agreed, as Charles mentioned how unhappy Queen Victoria was, when she heard the report.

(Y/N) was sat down near Grey, pleasantly drinking Earl Grey, with her ankles crossed and eyes quietly observing. The black butler stood silently behind his master, she noticed that his eyes were oddly reddish, but shook it off. The manor changed quite a bit too, the servants were cheerful, yet she catched a whiff of blood. The Double Charles stood up, Ciel says,"Then it is settled, in 2 weeks the party shall be held."

"I'll be joining too," added Grey, his tone suddenly cheerful.

They left leaving (Y/N), she heard the footsteps fade a bit before Grey peeked back in and asked if she's coming. She waves him off, saying she'll be there once they catch up a bit. Grey heads to Phipps, arms both behind his head, muttering "See ya."

"Now then," She says, finishing the last sip of tea in her cup, before setting it aside.

"Do you want something?" asked Ciel, voice monotone. Her eyes narrowed, but she smiled widely like a child in a candy store.

"You formed a contract with a demon...didn't you?" Both Ciel and the butler's eyes widen, "I won't judge or tell anyone, It's just that...it seems odd that he has exceptional speed, even when he wasn't present earlier he still managed to block Grey," She continues.

Ciel seemed to let out a sigh of relief because he wasn't going to kill me, though he says, "What are you going to to with this information?"

"Can you fill my tea cup?" She interrupts, the butler disappears for a second then comes back, the fresh smell of Earl Grey in the air, (Y/N) replies with, "Nothing, but it is very...interesting nonetheless, a great asset for missions, after all, how could you do your missions?

"But..." She shifts slightly in the love seat, "Could I..." She trails off.

"Be in the party? I see no harm in that, but you need to give me some useful information," Ciel finishes her sentence, She starts glaring a bit--though unintentional-- tries to think of info that wont harm the plot that might happen, though Ciel handed her a lollipop to think with.

"Redrum backwards is Murder," She says, setting down the teacup and starts to leave, waving him bye.

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"I wonder if they're still there,"

She reaches the door and bumps into someone who seems to be the garderner, saying sorry but ran to the carriage, reaching it, no sweat.

Phipps opens the door, and (Y/N) sat down, silent as usual, but was sucking on a lollipop and barely looking at Grey, which he noticed but didn't do anything.

"That took awfully long, now we're going to be late for supper,"Grey whined, slumping in his seat.

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-2 weeks later-

"What to wear...what to- Ahah!" (Y/N) was looking through her clothes, her black hair was tied up in two twintails, and curled into waves at the bottom, she wanted to look decent for a party, in which she asked permission from Queen Victoria...of course.

She had picked out a simple yet elegant dress that draped to her ankles, the color was as if she's going to a funeral, Black and white. (Y/N) smiled, as black mixed with white results in grey.

Looking out her window, she sighed, it was going to be a dark and stormy night, it seemed. The white boots that were similar to the ones Phipps and Grey wore, she put on. Satisfied with her look she skips to the entrance, surprised when Earl Grey himself was standing there. He cocks an eyebrow when (Y/N) approached him.

"What's with the get up? If you're going somewhere you should just cancel."

"Hmph, rude of you to assume that...anyways, where's the carriage?" She retorts, setting down her luggage beside the door.

"The rain's getting quite heavy, makes sense for it to be later than expected," He says, looking out the window, frowning.

"Ah, Earl Grey! Has the carriage arrived yet?" Asked someone who approached them, they had a distinct German accent, and he stood beside Grey. 'Must be the Guest of Honor," (Y/N) thought, wrinkling her nose as she knew his fate of death was sealed.

As if on cue, the carriage arrives, and they all hold an umbrella as they start to go to it.

They sat down, Grey pulling (Y/N) next to him, so they both didn't have to seat next to the man. She mouths a 'thank you' to him before the coachman starts to move the horses. Looking at his pocket watch, they both knew that they were going to be late to the party. And that was it, the rest of the trip was mostly silent, with minor bumps and turns causing (Y/N) to move closer to Grey or just fall on him. He was pretty annoyed, but the coachman said his apologies as the rain poured down heavier.

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At last, they had arrived.