Narrator's POV

The Earl of Phantomhive rushed into his manor from the horrid thunderstorm plaguing the estate, closely followed by his Butler, Sebastian Michaelis.

"Young master!" The servants' voice called out from his left

He turned to face them, seeing Mey-Rin, Bard, Finny and Snake running towards them.

"What happened? Why are you all drenched like that?" The maid asked

Snake rushed away, "I shall bring a towel right away! Says Emily."

"What exactly happened?" Bard asked, an unlit cigarette in his mouth, "What made you go back into the rain again like that?"

"I shall go draw a bath for you immediately!" Mey-Rin offered

"No need!" The young Earl protested

The maid looked confused, "But-"

"I said there is no need!" The blunette repeated

His blue eyes widened as he fully realized what Bard had said...what did he mean 'again'?

"Oh, I see now. I thought it was getting a little noisy out here." A voice smugly laughed from above, "Now, now, you should know better than galavanting around in drenched clothing in this cold weather. You're just asking for another rough bout of coughing, you know?"

Turning his head, the Earl of Phantomhive looked up the stairs, tears sprung to his sapphire eye as he saw his dead brother.

Ciel Phantomhive stood proudly at the top, dressed as a proper noble now that he had likely taken clothes from his brother's wardrobe, dressed in a black button-up, dark grey overcoat and shorts that had light grey detailing with a light grey ribbon around his neck.

"But not to worry, everything's going to be all right now." Ciel continued, walking down the stairs, "For I will never leave your side again. I'm home."

"This must be a lie." The drenched blunette stuttered

"There are two young masters?!" Finny exclaimed

Ciel stopped halfway down the stairs, "How could this possibly be a lie? I assure you this is very much real."

"So I was right? I knew something was off about him the moment he arrived! That person is not Young Master Ciel." Finny mumbled, pointing to blunette on the stairs, "He's an imposter!"

"An imposter? What a funny thing to say. The head of the house of Phantomhive is none other than me, Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel smirked

"Hey! What's goin' on here, Sebastian?" Bard asked

"Sebastian?" Ciel inquired, looking at the Butler, "I see, so you're the Sebastian. I suppose this is our first meeting. Thanks for what you did to me on that day."

"Yes, it is my first time meeting a person like you as well." Sebastian replied

"Mister Sebastian!" Finny exclaimed, tugging on the Butler's arm, "He's lying through his teeth, is he not?! Since the Young Master Ciel that we are all familiar with is-"

The soaking wet blunette  interrupted, staring at the checkered floor, "He speaks the truth. He is the true Earl...Lord Ciel Phantomhive."

"No, it can't be!" Mey-Rin gasped

"Then, who is Smile?" Snake asked

"You don't have to get all teary-eyed like that, Astre, it's alright. As I said, I have no intention of reprimanding you for your lie." Ciel calmly assured as he slowly made his way down the rest of stairs, "In fact, if there was anyone attempting to hurt you for your lies, I would firmly stand against them."

Not giving his shocked little brother a chance to speak as he approached, Ciel continued, "I actually want to commend you on doing this. You've done well holding out these past few years all by yourself. And now you don't have to keep lying anymore because I'm back now; I've returned."

Astre's eye widened as he trembled, "T-This is impossible. I-I-I saw it...I saw it with my own eyes."

Undertaker suddenly walked down the stairs, cheerfully greeting them, "Hi! Long time no see! How have you been?"

Astre looked up, "Undertaker?! Were you the one...did you bring Ciel-"

"The one that took the young Ear out of the fire that day was none other than yours truly.

"But why?" Astre asked

"Isn't it obvious? Because you can't restore them back to their original form if they've been burnt to ashes. Just like your father was. It's been a rough road getting here with many obstacles in my way." Undertaker answered

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, "Why did you go through so much trouble in order to revive him?"

"You wouldn't understand." Undertaker sadly replied, "I just couldn't bare to loose anymore Phantomhives."

"I see now, that's what you mean." Sebastian replied

"Silence," Ciel growled, "servants do not speak without their master's permission. It is a cacophony to my ears."

"It is true that I have died once that day, leaving you all alone, but I'm here now! I get to meet you again! My one and only family member left in this world! I'm so happy to see you!" Ciel cheerfully smiled to his twin, taking his trembling brother's hands in his

The younger twin didn't reply, he just stayed in place, his entire body trembling as he looked back and forth from his hands to his brother who held them.

Undertaker rolled his eyes at the sight, thought it couldn't be seen because of his long white bangs, "Aren't you happy about this? You get to see your big brother again after all these years. It took some time to bring him to this condition. So what do you think? He's my finest work yet, not a scar or seam out of place. You two were mirror images of each other so I made him grow mature just like you, he can even think and move on his own."

Sebastian got his knives and forks from his sleeves, beginning to attack Undertaker, "I must ask you to leave at once!"

"Sebastian stop." Astre ordered

The demon looked at his master confused, why had he been stopped?

Astre gulped, holding on tightly to his undead brother's hands, making a choice he perhaps did not in another life, "I want my brother to stay."

Ciel and Undertaker both looked surprised but the look didn't stay long on their faces.

"You say that like you're a part of this household." Ciel said to Sebastian, hugging Astre close, "But you are not, none of you are except my dear little brother. So sorry, but it will be you lot who are leaving here."

The front door burst open as the police stormed in, "NOBODY MOVE! THIS IS SCOTLAND YARD!"...