to keep things much less boring, my lengthy little A/N is posted in the description. +Chapter One
The Looming Command
Things were definitely…strange. One could even dare to say it was eerie, more so than usual, within the walls of the Phantomhive Manor.
There was no crashing, no banging, and no smell of smoke wafting through the narrow hallways, and no signs of the, usually by now, irate butler. Everything was quiet, save for the soft click of your booted steps as you walked from your little room in the back hall, squinting against the dim lights whilst tying the ribbon of your maid dress around your waist snugly. Reaching the entrance to the kitchen, you froze in surprise at the scene before your eyes. Since the usual havoc of the morning was absent, a sinking fear had overcome you that something had happened to the rest of your teammates for some odd reason, but there before you was Bard, scurrying around in an eccentric manner, yet somehow managing to not make a sou