Narrator's POV

Astre hummed a bit as he looked at himself in the mirror.

He was excited, today would be his and Ciel's very first time in public since before they died.

The blunette then looked at his face, looking at the hole where his right eye used to be.

During their month in captivity, when they had been taken from the manor, one of the kidnappers had dropped him and he had smacked his eye, causing it to go blind.

These last few months Undertaker had been trying his best to repair it but unlike the rest of his body it had not been spared.

Yesterday the reaper had decided the the rotting eye might encourage the rest of his body to start decomposing again so he had removed it and ordered a glass replacement.

The glass eye would not arrive for a few weeks so for now he wore a plain white medical eyepatch to cover his wound.

Because their clothes were lost to the fire of the manor, Undertaker had Blavat procure some clothes for the twins.

None of them had much money yet —Funtom's profits were still busy paying for the cost of opening— the four tube teller had gotten them shoes, cotton stockings, and brown vests.

They wore the same white button-ups and black shorts Undertaker had given them months ago but now they were presentable.

***

Ciel held Astre's hand as they left Undertaker's shop with Blavat.

Looking to his twin, the older blunette was glad to see him so happy.

Undertaker would not be joining them today, his job demanded his presence at a funeral.

The twins watched as Blavat paid for a hansom cab to take them to the Funtom Shoppe.

The ride lasted around fifteen minutes and soon they were in the shopping district of London.

Astre's eye widened at the sight of the massive line outside of the shop, mostly children dragging their mothers inside.

He had known his business was created and had seen the prototype products himself, but seeing the shop in real life was different.

Ciel turned to his brother, seeing him tearing up.

"What's wrong, starshine?" He asked, concerned

Astre wiped his eye with his palm, "Nothing, skylight, I am just so happy to see my dream a reality."

Ciel gave his twin a comforting hug and they walked into the bustling shop together.

Instantly, Astre's eyes scanned around the room, seeing a little sign that read "Sold Out" where all the Bitter Rabbits should be.

Several of the candies had the same signs, it seems they needed a new shipment from the factory in India as well as more products.

Pulling out his potable sketchbook, Astre wrote down his ideas and left the shop with his brother and Blavat.

***

"I will confess, the reason for this excursion was not simply to check up on your company." Blavat said as they walked away from the crowd

"Then why are we out here?" Astre asked

Blavat checked his watch, "A guest of ours will be arriving from Germany in around twenty minutes on the next train."

Ciel's eyebrow rose, "Who?"

"She comes from very similar circumstances as you both." Blavat began, "She was a Liege Lord of a forest in Germany but the people of her village betrayed and killed her after they found out she was helping Undertaker and I. Her name is Sieglinde Sullivan, she is twelve years old —but she died two years ago so she looks ten."

"So she is like us?" Astre questioned, placing a hand in his forehead to indicate where his stitches were hidden under his bangs

"Indeed." Blavat confirmed

***

The three of them sat in the train station for little over half an hour but eventually a girl and a man walked up to them.

The girl was a bit taller than them —then again everyone was— and she wore a emerald green dress with black and gold detailing.

She had long black hair styled into twin horns held in place by ribbons the same color as her dress.

Her eyes were emerald green as well and shone with intelligence and mischief.

Behind her was a man with spikey blonde hair and hazel eyes wearing a greenish-black military coat that had a white jabot along with grey slacks.

"It is very nice to see you again, Lady Sullivan." Blavat greeted

"As it is to see you, Blavat." Sieglinde replied, her German accent thick, "Where is Undertaker?"

"Occupied at a funeral, unfortunately." The lavender haired man replied, "Might I introduce you to our newest true successes?"

He then turned back to the twins, "Meet Ciel and Astre Phantomhive. Ciel and Astre, meet Sieglinde Sullivan and her butler, Wolfram Geltzer."

After all the pleasantries were out of the way, Blavat hired another hansom cab to take the five of them to the theater district of London to an unoccupied building.

"As I have informed you all, the current plan is to open a music hall to make our new base of operations." Blavat explained, "I have used our current profits, as well as the money you supplied us with Lady Sullivan, to purchase this building. Once we get our patrons we can alter the building to fit our 'needs'."

"When will you be meeting with the prospective patrons?" Sieglinde asked as they walked inside

"In a week." He replied as he showed them the empty building

It was large and definitely needed work, but the bones were good.

This could definitely work...