"Why on earth did you two buy a pony?" Ciel asked Finny and Snake when they returned, unsure if he really wanted an answer. Here he was, standing outside the manor and greeted by his employees bringing home various things, most of which are not things to get for a baby.

"So he can learn to ride, and become the Rowdy Cowboy! And maybe even work for the queen!" Finny answered excitedly.

"The baby doesn't need a horse! And Snake, why did you get a cage?!"

"'They're very comfortable to sleep in,' says Oscar."

"Your opinion does not count in this matter! Return all of this stuff immediately!"

Ciel moaned, silently wishing that this nonsense would stop. How much logic is required for one to know what to buy for a child? A horse is not the first thing that comes to mind.

He was about to return to his study when Sebastian and Mey-rin approached him, their faces a sign of bearing troubling news.

"Young master, it seems we have lost the child."

"You what?!"

"I'm s-s-sorry, young master! I was about to put him in his room when I remembered the laundry had yet to be put away a-a-and...I'm such a scatterbrain!"

Ciel groaned, finding that he has been doing that a lot lately, and called for the chef. Hopefully they won't have to worry about the manor accidentally starting on fire now that Bard had taken care of it.

"Bard, come and help us look for the baby. You got rid of all the explosives by now, correct?"

"I think so," he mumbled his reply.

"...what do you mean you think?"

"I may have some hidden in the house from the last time Sebastian confiscated them, though I can't recall where..."

"Ugh, that's just great! Sebastian, you are to help Bard locate all the hidden explosives while Mey-rin and I search for the baby."

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian said before he and Bard headed inside the manor.

The young master turned to his maid. "Mey-rin, let's start in the powder room."

•••

"Found another," Sebastian called out, lifting a crate of TNT from under the floorboards.

"Ah, so that's where I put these babies."

That's you reaction to finding fifty-two crates hidden in the house? Where do you even get all this from? He sighed. Humans are such confusing creatures.

They carried the wooden boxes to the warehouse and locked them up.

"Is that all of them?" the butler asked.

"Yes."

"Good, that means the manor is safe for the child to be in."

"Not quite..."

Sebastian looked at Bard with such annoyance. "And why is that?"

"We got rid of all the explosives, but there's also the hidden firearms that I haven't touched."

What does a cook need with all those weapons in the first place?!

"...show me where they are."

•••

"He's not in the bathing room!" Mey-rin shouted from the end of the hall.

"He's not in the study either," Ciel mumbled. Where could he be? He peered into the parlor room, where the maid was standing in, sadly looking down at her hands.

"This is all my fault," Mey-rin mumbled, bowing her head, "I should've been more careful. I'm such a klutz."

"Pitying yourself won't help us find him. Let's check the dining room once more."

A shot fired rang throughout the manor.

"What was that?" Mey-rin whispered, her sniper instincts taking over as she stood firmly beside her master.

"It came from one of the guest room," he said.

They ran to the source of the gunshot, finding Sebastian and Bard with several guns in their handss.

"Why is there a machine gun under the bed?" Sebastian asked.

"No one would suspect to look for a gun under there!"

"Unless they looked under the bed and come across it..."

"What's the meaning of this?! I thought you had gotten rid of everything by now!"

"Of explosives, young master. You didn't say anything about firearms."

"I didn't think I had to!" he shouted in disbelief, "there are weapons all over the manor and the baby is still missing!"

Sebastian raised his hand to calm him. "Relax, young master. We've gotten all of them now. Everything will be al-" He paused, his eyes widen slightly.

"What is it?" Ciel asked, following the butler's line of sight to the miniature horse in the doorway. "Finny! What did I tell you about the pony?!"

"They wouldn't take it back. Besides, ain't he cute, young master?"

Ciel could take it anymore, feeling his patience drain out of him as his face burned with frustration.

"There's a horse in my house, guns in all the rooms, and a lost child wandering God knows where! Will everyone just do as I say and FIND THE BABY?!"

"Smile-"

"What?!" he snapped at the scaly footman.

"I-I know where the baby is, says Keats," he answered shyly.

"You do? Where?"

"Tanaka has him, says Emily."

He ran to the nursery, his servants following close behind. Tanaka was holding the child in his arms as he rocked him in the rocking chair. The baby, curled in the old man's arms, was asleep. Ciel let out a heavy sigh of relief. He was safe. All that mattered was that the child was unharmed.

"Mey-rin, put the baby in the crib. Finny, take the pony to the stables. Bard, you and Snake clean up the guest rooms. Sebastian, I'm ready to settle in for the night."

"Yes, young master," he said, escorting him to his room.

•••

"Today was exhausting," Ciel moaned as he flopped onto the bed.

"I'm terribly sorry about the events that occurred," Sebastian said, earning a look of disbelief from the young master, "I'll be sure to take better control of everything."

"I can't believe someone just left their child on my front step. What am I supposed to do with him."

"I'm sure you will figure something out," the butler said as he stripped the boy of his clothes and into his nightgown.

Tiredly, Ciel nodded, burying his face into his pillow.

"Sebastian, watch over the baby during the night."

"As you wish."

He left his master, making his way to the nursery where the child was waiting, his tiny hands reaching towards him.

"My, my. I've never seen a human cause this much trouble like this one," he said smirking, "this should prove to be quite interesting."