Crimson Butler: Shakugan No Shana/Kuroshitsuji Fanfic (Vol. 3)

Chapter 14: His Butler, Overture

It was September 2013 in Misaki City, Japan. A new semester at Misaki High School had begun. One day, when Yuji and Shana had finished their day at school, they encountered Peter Enescu, a 13 year old wealthy boy from Romania, and his highly skilled butler Drac Calatortimp, who is actually a Crimson Denizen. Peter wants revenge on Shana and Alastor for supposedly killing his family and burning down his estate. Drac was going to send her back to that event so she could remember the incident, however Shana ended up in late 19th Century England, where she met and befriended Ciel Phantomhive, another wealthy youngster, and his own highly skilled butler Sebastian Michaelis.

Drac had found out that Shana was accidently sent to that time period, and he brought his master with him to search for her in late 19th Century England. “You sure this is the right place, Drac?” Peter asked his butler. “I am certain of it.” Drac replied, “That round shape I created to send her back in time was over a meter, which means she most certainly went this far back in time.” “Yeah, I know. Why did you send here here, and not to when my family was killed?” Peter asked in a rude tone of voice. “It was an accident, your majesty.” Drac replied. “Yeah, well maybe you need to modify that power of yours so there wouldn't be anymore accidents.” Peter told him. “Of course, I shall see what I can do about it, your majesty.” Drac said. Yeah, you better. Peter thought.

Peter recalls a series of events that took place about 6 months prior to when he found Shana in Misaki City. It was a pleasant Spring morning at the estate of Enescu. Peter lives in the Transylvania Region of Romania, specifically right outside of the city of Brasov, which 100 miles away from the Capital City of Romaina. That would be Bucharest. He currently resides with his servants, Drac (the butlrer), Gerald (the gardener), Frankie (the chef), Wendy (the housemaid), and Elliot (the house steward). “Rise and shine, your majesty.” Drac says when he walks into Peter's bedroom. Peter wakes up and sees Drac with the outfit that Peter was going to wear for the day in his hands. “This morning for breakfast, we have your bacon, sausage and cheese omelette accompanied by two buttermilk biscuits with sawmill gravy, a tomato fresh from the garden, and of course, one of your three daily glasses of lowfat milk.” Drac said while he was buttoning up the black vest Peter was wearing over his white long sleeved dress shirt. Peter undid some of the buttons his butler already did to toy with him. “I'm annoyed now.” Peter said. “No.” Drac said. He went back and rebuttoned them. “I shall be waiting for you in the dinning room, your majesty.” He said to Peter after getting him all dressed up. When Peter got down to the dinning table, his servants served him his breakfast. “I got your omelette and biscuits right here, your majesty.” Frankie said while handing the dish over to Peter, “And your sawmill gravy's right here too.” He handed him a small bowl of sawmill gravy. “Here's your tomato, fresh from the garden too.” Gerald said as he put the red ripe tomato on the plate. “And your glass of lowfat milk, sir.” Wendy said while putting the glass of milk next to the plate. Peter took his fork and knife and cut off a piece of the omelette. He ate the piece he cut off with his fork to taste it. He then took a biscuit and dipped a part of it in the gravy and took a bite out of it. Then he took a bite out of his tomato, then a sip of his milk. “Not bad. You all did a good job.” Peter said to the servants. The servants where pleased to hear it. “Except one little thing. . .” Peter said mischieviously. “Uh-oh.” Gerald said. “This can't be good.” Frankie said. “What's wrong, your majesty?” Wendy asked. Peter took the rest of his omelette and violently and forcefully shoved it into Frankie's mouth. “WHERE THE HELL IS THE BACON?!” he yelled. Frankie struggled to either swallow it out spit it out. He swallowed it, then was able to speak. “I forgot your majesty, I'm sorry.” he said. “You forgot?! That's the goddamn excuse you use every time!!” Peter yelled. He then gave Frankie a hard punch in his stomach. He hurled in pain. “Go make another one! And don't forget the bacon this time!!!” Peter yelled. “Yes, your majesty.” Frankie replied as he got up and left the dinning room. Peter looked over at the other two servants that were watching him. “What are you two looking at?” he asked rudely. “N-nothing, sir.” Gerald said. He and Wendy hurried out of the dinning room as well. In his office, Peter appeared to be already worn out despite the fact that it was about 8:30 am and he woke up about an hour and a half ago. “Your majesty, I just received a call from your Aunt Alexandra.” Drac said to him, “She and Uncle Lucian will be coming over from the city to have dinner with us tonight.” “Only because they want my money.” Peter replied with his left cheek pressed against his computer desk. “Traian and Luca will be coming over with them as well.” Drac added. “Them too?” Peter whined while lifting up his head and sitting up in his chair. “You know your majesty, it's still good to see family whether you like them or not. It's also good to help them out no matter what type of financial situation they're in.” Drac told him. “I know that.” Peter replied, “but it's not my fault that Alexandra got pregnant at 16 and had to drop out of high school as a result. Now she's 34 and still working minium wage at a fast food joint. She and Lucian. Their sons are an even bigger issue. Whenever I lend money to Lucian and Alexandra, Traian and Luca always have to take most of it and blow it needlessly all on those overrated first person shooter games, those shitty American Hip Hop CDs, and on those stupid baggy clothes that hoodlums wear. And then Alexandra comes back to me for even more because of it.” “I do see that that is an issue for you, having to keep lending your Aunt money because of those troublesome teens of yours.” Drac said. “I know, and I'm sick of it.” Peter complained, “Why can't they get their own jobs and actually help contribute to their parents. They're old enough now. I can't keep bailing them out like this all the time. I'm not some money tree, I got other expenses, you know.” “Indeed.” Drac replied. “Oh well, I guess it can't be helped.” Peter said while shrugging his shoulders, “Drac, tell Gerald to make sure the garden is tended. Tell Frankie to make sure that tonight's dinner is well prepared. Tell Wendy to make sure everything is looking all nice and tidy. And tell Elliot to pick up my aunt, uncle and cousins at the designated bus stop later on.” “Yes, your majesty.” Drac replied while bowing before his master. Time went by in a blur as it was already past 4:30 in the afternoon. Elliot drove over to the designated bus stop to pick up Alexandra and her husband and sons, and drove them back to the estate. When they arrived, Elliot went inside to tell Peter that they arrive. Elliot, who was the house steward, was a tall, middle-aged African American man with a thick moustache. He would usually dress in a yellow suit and wore a yellow hat on his head. Peter was seen yelling at Wendy when Elliot went to let him know that his aunt & uncle arrived with his cousins. “And this time, dust it off completely! You hear me?!” Peter yelled at Wendy. “Y-y-yes your majesty.” Wendy stammered. “Your majesty, Aunt Alexandra and Uncle Lucian have arrived here. Traian and Luca are here as well.” Elliot said to Peter. “Oh, great.” Peter sighed. He then went outside to greet them and pretend that he's excited to see them. “Auntie! Uncle! It's so good to see you!” Peter said as he bursted out the front door and gave them a big hug. They both embraced them back. “Ha ha ha ha! That's my Peter for ya!” Lucian said with a smile on his face. “Yup, cheerfully enthusiastic as always!” Alexandra exclaimed. Traian and Luca were especially excited to see Peter. “Peter, what up man?” Traian greet, going over to give Peter a high-five. “What's up!” Peter replied, giving his cousin a high-five. “Yo Pete, my homeboy, how you doing cuz? Long time no see my man!” Luca greeted. “Hey cousin! I'm good! how bout you?” Peter asked while giving Luca a high-five. “I'm doing just good! Just living the good life, know what I mean cuz?” Luca replied. “Yeah, I know what you mean!” Peter replied. Drac came outside and greeted Alexandra, Lucian, Traian and Luca. When they went inside, they were dazzled by how exquisite the estate looks on the inside. “Wow, this place always look the same even before Elena & Maria passed!” Traian exclamied. “That's why I love this place so much.” Luca said, “It got all the fine furniture and stuff up in here. Cousin Peter, you is the man round here!” “I know, even though it looks as if nothing changed, it really did.” Peter said soflty. “It's especially not the same without my mother and sister around. . .” A tear rolled down his face. “It's okay little man.” Traian said. “Don't worry, buddy.” Luca said, putting his arm around his shoulders, “We miss Aunt Elena just as much as you do. You know you're really tough for a kid like you. We would have no idea what to if our parents died. So you just gotta stay strong, my homeboy.” As much as Peter hated to admit it, Luca's words actually made him feel better. Elena was his mother's name, and Maria was his sister's name. The memory of them dying inside the burning manor was still haunting him. After all, how wouldn't it? Peter was 10 years old at the time. At the dinner table, Peter and his aunt and uncle were discussing about how their lives have been in recent days. “So has things been holding up with you and work, Auntie?” Peter asked his aunt. “Meh, the usual.” Alexandra replied, “Always dealing with idiots that come in and hassle us all the time. Today I had this one customer order a chessburger and fries and I gave it to him, but then he yelled at me, sayin' there wasn't enough pickle on it. So I asked him if I he wanted me to put more pickle on it, and he replied to me saying “Bitch, you better put more pickles on that shit or I'll slap the shit out of you!” And I was like “Go ahead and do it, I'll get my boyfriend to fuck yo bum ass up!” He did slap me, and when Lucian saw it, he took a greasy spatula, jumped over the counter and slapped the customer in the face with it like 10 times then he was beating that customer up like crazy. Like, he even got a nosebleed.” “Yup, and I just got fired for it.” Lucian said, “And right now, we need money so we can pay the bills this month. And the last of the money you lent us last time just got spent on a new Xbox 360 because Traian and Luca broke their other one.” “I didn't break it! Traian did!” Luca exclaimed. “No it was you!” Traian exclaimed to Luca. “No, you were the one startin' stuff wit me.” Luca protested, “And when I pushed you and you fell into-” “Aha! See, I didn't do it, YOU did it!” Traian exclamied. “No the hell I didn't!” Luca yelled. “Yes the hell you did!” Traian yelled. “Boy I'm about to-” Luca was saying said, but then Lucian got irritated with the boys' bickering. “Both of you shut up!” he yelled, “Or I'll take away the Xbox for a week!” “So anyways, we're broke once again.” Alexandra said, “But we shouldn't need to worry about much, cause we got our beloved, wealthy nephew to help us out when we can, right my darling Peter?” She went over to Peter and hugged and kissed him on his cheek. His right cheek was being pressed up against her normal to large sized breasts. Peter could smell the putrid odor of cigarettes and alcohol on her shirt. “Hey Auntie, can you do me a favor and take a bath when you get home. You smell like crap.” Peter said to her. Insulted by Peter's remarks, Alexandra slapped him across the face. “Don't you dare talk to your aunt like that!” she yelled, “That was rude, apoligize now!” Traian and Luca were laughing at Peter's words. “Shut up you two!” Lucian yelled. Peter, still pretending to enjoy having his aunt over, decided to fake cry. He covered his face and made sobbing sounds. “I'm sorry auntie! I won't say something like that again!” He said while pretending to be sad. “Oh, come here sweetie.” Alexandra said, giving him another hug. “Auntie forgives you and still loves you, Peter.” After dinner, Alexdra, Lucian, and their kids stayed for a little longer, then decided to go home with Elliot driving them to the bus stop. Right when they stepped outside the door, Peter was relieved to drop his act of liking his aunt, uncle and cousins. He has the liberty of looking after his own agenda again for now. “Ugh, now I reek of that woman.” Peter complained, “Wendy, go prepare a bath for me.” “Yes, your majesty.” Wendy replied. Outside the estate, Alexandra and Lucian were both talking about how annoyed they actually are with their nephew. “I can't stand that little brat!” Alexandra exclaimed. “Same here, I HATE that kid.” Lucian replied, “He's always living the high life while we're stuck in some trash ghetto slum and working shit jobs.” “Don't worry baby,” Alexandra said while putting her arms around him, “We're gonna make sure we squeeze each and every last leu out of the brat so we could be living the high life and he could be the one stuck in the slums.” Lucian then chuckled and gave his girlfriend a kiss on the lips. Just then Peter came outside on his top floor balcony with Drac to give his parents some money. “Hold on a moment!” He yelled. Lucian and Alexandra looked up to pay attention to him. “I know that you came here for money!” he told them. He pulled out a suitcase and opened it up to show his aunt and uncle what was inside it. It was full of fake Romanian leu banknotes that looked real. “So you can have this! I have no use for it, I wouldn't even buy enough food to feed me with this amount!” Alexandra and Lucian were surprised at what their nephew was doing. What they didn't know was that they were actually fake. Drac handed Peter another pile of fake money. “Let's see. . . bills for the estate!” Peter yelled as he threw the pile down at his aunt and uncle. Drac then handed over Peter one more pile of fake money and Peter threw it down at them. “And car insurance bills too! Take it, it's all yours!” Peter yelled to them. They began to pick up the banknotes that were thrown at them. Lucian went inside Elliots car to tell Traian and Luca to pick up the falling money. “Boys! Come out here and pick this up now!” Lucian exclaimed. “Oh for real, Peter's lendin' us money?” Luca asked with excitement. “Sweet!” Traian exclamied. They stepped out of Elliots car to get as much banknotes they can. Peter was laughing at them. “Just look at them, Drac! Like little children running around a playground. What a pathetic sight!” he laughed, “Oh and by the way. . .” He went up to Drac's ear. “Good job on making those fake banknotes look real. That's what they get for being so broke and having their kids blow all there money on bullshit!” He whispered in Drac's ear. He chuckled. Then Wendy came in to tell that Peter's bath was ready. “The bath is ready for you, your majesty.” Wendy said to Peter. “Sweet!” Peter exclaimed. When Peter got in the bath tub, he felt even more relived. “Ahhh! Nothing feels better than a nice bath after dealing with your smelly aunt and uncle.” he said. Drac came into the bathroom. “Here's tonight's dessert, your majesty.” Peter looked over and saw a bowl of vanilla ice cream with cherries in it. “Is that sugar free?” he asked. “Yes, it is.” Drac replied as he handed the bowl over to him. Peter took the bowl of ice cream and tasted it to make sure it was sugar free. He doesn't eat things with sugar in them, mainly because he gets allergic reactions to them. However, he would eat things like ice cream, choclate bars, and such as long as they were sugar free. “Okay good, it's sugar free.” Peter said. “Please excuse me now.” Drac said, bowing to his master. He walked out of the bathroom. Peter put his bowl of ice cream to the side and decided to keep on relaxing in the tub. He then out of the blue began to freely laugh and splash around. After his bath, he was getting ready he was in his office on his computer typing up some ideas for stories he would like to write. One of Peter's favorite hobbys was reading. He would often be seen reading manga and light novels based off of anime that he would watch. He would also read other novels as well, not just adaptions from anime. Some of his favorite series include Fullmetal Alchemist, Durarara!!, Harry Potter, The Familiar of Zero, Aria the Scarlett Ammo, and Accel World. He likes other series too, but those are the ones he likes the most. Ever since he was young, he always wanted to become a novelist and write stories so he could one day become famous worldwide. Meanwhile, Elliot was at the bus stop waiting for the bus to Brasov with Alexandra, Lucian, Traian and Luca. They were bragging about how they got so much money. “We filthy rich again!” Alexandra exclaimed, “Now we got enough money to pay the bills!” Lucian exclaimed. “That is, if they don't spend it all again.” Alexandra said, pointing to the teens. “Don't worry, they ain't gonna this time.” Lucian replied “They can spend what they got now, but that's all they spendin'. All the other money belongs to us, babe.” Then the bus to Brasov was pulling up to the stop. Ma, Pa, the bus is here.” Luca said them. “All right Elliot, you take care now.” Alexandra said. “Same to you.” Elliot replied, giving her a handshake. “And you take care too.” he said to Lucian. “Oh, no doubt brother.” Lucian replied, giving him a handshake. “Hey, boys! Be good and stay outta trouble.” Elliot said to the teens. “All right man.” Traian replied. “We will cuz.” Luca replied. Then the bus stopped at the stop to let people off. A woman with pink hair wearing a maid's outfit and carrying a large green backpack stepped off the bus. After the exiting passengers got off, Alexandra and the others got on the bus. After they got on, the bus pulled away from the stop and departed, heading for Brasov. It then began to rain. The woman in the maid's outfit stook around, looking for a place to stay. She looked over at Elliot, and Elliot looked over at her. . .