This is it... The fanciest party of the year.

You've never been to an event quite so big. Parties, perhaps, but never one like this. You feel lost alone in the crowd, dwarfed by the bodies of the adults around you. Your parents have disappeared, likely to talk to their friends, leaving you alone in the midst.

But then... You catch sight of someone. And they catch sight of you.

Moments later, you're shaken out of your searching and into an entirely different kind of shock. The Queen's Guard Dog, the Earl of Phantomhive, head of Funtom Corporation, stands in front of you, his hand held out. Of course you know who he is, his toys and sweets have been one of your few comforts over the years. And he's... The same age as you, roughly. "Hello. I'm Ciel. You are?"

Before you can answer, a girl only a few inches taller than him appears over his shoulder, smiling excitedly. "And you can call me Lizzie! It's so nice to see someone else our age here!"