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[Name] rubbed the corners of her tired eyes and sigh. She sat on one of the chairs, Grim sat on the armrest of the chair, and Ace sat on the couch across from her. The front room looked surprisingly nice considering she had spent hours upon hours to cleaning the damn place. She had cleaned the bathrooms, kitchen, front room, and one bedroom. Their bedroom. All the others she would need to get funds to fix. "So let me get this straight. After you went back to your dorm, you were feeling tired and hungry but you missed dinner. So you went to the kitchen, to the fridge, found tarts-that clearly weren't yours- and ate some. You got caught by your Dorm Leader/Housewarden/Prefect/whatever you call them and were collared as punishment. You, furthermore, are not allowed back into your dorm so you came here. Correct?"
"More or less," Ace said. Grim and [Name] looked at each other. 'Did we seriously get woken up for this?' '*sigh* Unfortunately yes.' 'I'm going to lose it.' They cut off their telepathic conversation and Grim spoke up, "So the point is you're both terrible."
"You don't think that it's insane for my magic to get sealed away for eating ONE slice of tart?! For a mage, that's like having your arms and legs bound and shackled!" [Name] nor Grim looked impressed or condensed. "And there were three whole tarts! THREE! It's not like he could eat em all by himself!" Ace contained to try and converse them that the Headwarden was being overdramatic.
"You're both in the wrong," [Name] said. She held up one fist and put one figure up as she listed, "One, you snuck into the fridge. Two, you ate someone else's food. And three, you didn't even apologize for eating their food when they confronted you. Yes, the Headwarden did overreact but then again you did take his food." [Name] paused, "wow I sound like a hypocrite."
Ace made a face a both of them, "What's with the lukewarm answers?"
"I mean, if there were three of em, they were probably meant for a party," Grim guessed. "Maybe it was someone's birthday or something? Look at me, I'm like a master detective too." [Name] thought hard about what Grim said, "A birthday party huh...no. That's not right." Her mind went into overdrive and brought up the most recent parts of her dream. The rose maze, the cards, the Queen, the red paint on the white roses. And most importantly, the falling into the abyss.
"[Name]...[Name]," said the female snapped back to reality as Ace stared at her.
"Yes?"
"Did you hear me," Ace asked. Blatantly the [e/c] eyed female shook her head no. An action to which Ace sighed, "I said you're coming with me to apologize because you were the one who suggested it." She nodded and waved him off. "Anyways, can I cash here tonight?"
"Oh," [Name] stared, "You were serious about that," Grim finished the sentence.
"Let me spell this out for you. N-o. NO," the flaming monster said with crossed arms.
"What?! Why?"
"Outside from the bedroom that [Name] and I use, the others are a dump hidden under at least a foot of dust. So if you want to crash here, you better clean." Ace frowned,
"No way! I hate cleaning!" The orange-haired male then gave a sly smile at the slightly dazed [h/c] girl. "Hey [Name]-" "No." "But I haven't even-" "I said no." "But I'm really slim. I won't take up much space!" [Name] stared at Ace with duller eyes. Ace slightly shrunk back under her gaze.
"For the last time. You are not sleeping with me. Take the sofa or sleep outside." Seeing that there was no room for argument, Ace nodded and a thick clean blanket was thrown at his face. "Night Carrot Top." And with that, [Name] and Grim went back upstairs to resume sleeping.
Ace lay on his side and looked around the room. Though it had a few broken chairs and ripped wallpaper, it was surprisingly clean. Ace shivered at the slight breeze he felt and pulled up the thick blanket. "At least they gave me a blanket," he muttered as he started to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a looooonnng day.
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Time Skip : Morning
Location : Ramshackle Dorm
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A heavy knocking on the door of the once-abandoned dorm woke the sleeping male. The male stirred in before sitting up with a yawn. He gets up from the surprisingly comfortable couch and looks at the hallway annoyed. "Geez, it's too early in the morning for this," he said as he went to go answer to the person still knocking at the door. "Hold up hold up. I'm coming I'm coming." With another yawn, the orange-haired male opened the door to see the one and only blueberry boy. Deuce Spade. Said male crossed his arms with a slightly disappointed look.
"I knew I would find you here," the blue-eyed male said. Ace grumbled out the blue-haired male's name in annoyance. "So you ate the housewarden's tart." Deuce shook his head at the orange-haired male's stupidity, "You really are an idiot." Ace scoffed.
"As if you're any better. So...is he like...still mad?"
"Not at all. Maybe a bit irritated if anything. A few of our dormmates overslept and got the same punishment as you." Ace paled,
"It sounds to me like he's still fuming!"
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Time Skip : Morning
Location : Main Street
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[Name] sighed while adjusting the buttons on one of the cuffs of her button-up as she listened to Grim boast loudly about bringing a student. She, Grim, Deuce, and Ace were walking to the Heartslabyul dorm in hopes that they could get Ace's collar removed. However, as earlier stated, Grim was boasting about his new magic crystal to anyone who looked their way. They looked more so because of the noise the cat-like monster was making but she could feel a few stares linger on her figure rather than Grim. Moreso her face than anything. Grim, however, took these looks at people taking interest in him. "Oh? Did my magic crystal catch your eye? It's much better than the one you have," he said with a laugh. Again [Name] sighed at the monster's antics. The little one could truly remind her of Black Star sometimes.
Her neutral expression slightly adorned a frown. Black Star... She was beginning to miss her friends more and more. She glanced at the invisible tattoo on her arm. Maybe she'll try the spell the unknown voice gave her...
[Name] felt a hand about to land on her shoulder and promptly moved out of the way. She turned to look at Deuce with a questioning look. "Are you coming as well [Name]?" Coming where? Has she spaced out again? As if reading the silence Deuce elaborated, "we're going to the Heartslabyul dorm before classes start. So do you wanna come with?" Something told [Name] to not go but there was another force calling, begging, for her to go. So hesitantly, she nodded.
With that, it didn't take long for them to reach the Hall of Mirrors. They walked towards a mirror with cards as the border with the Heartslabyul dorm logo at the center, two spade-shaped spears crossed behind it. They all stepped through and the surface rippled like water. When they stepped out, a large garden of heart-shaped rose bushes, a fountain, and a beautiful building greeted them. It was quite beautiful.
Grim smiled in awe, "Dang! This place is awesome! Our dorm is a dumpster compared to this place!"
"Comparison with only make you more miserable little one."
"What's that supposed to mean?" [Name] said nothing as she activated her soul perception. Surprisingly, not a lot of people were still at the dorm, well the garden anyways. Just one...[Name]'s eyes narrowed and she began to walk off the others following soon after.
"where are you going," Ace asked the [h/c] haired female. It was odd to him, how she could move around the dorm as if she had been here before. He looked at her face in suspicion. Something seemed off about the girl with stitches.
They walked, more like following the [s/c] skinned girl until they were at a part of the rose maze. As they got closer, they could hear a voice, "Aww yeah, I'm getting my paint on!"
"Someone's here?"
"They all gotta be red, or it's ''off with my head!''" they said in a somewhat singing fashion. [Name] slightly stiffened at the words as she looked at the maze. This all seemed...awfully familiar. The group approached the orange-haired male that was singing before. Said male noticed the group approaching and stopped what he was doing.
"You guys need something?"
"what are you doing here," Ace asked. The male narrowed his eyes an unnoticeable amount,
"Are you blind? I'm painting these roses red, duh," he responded. [Name] looked at the red paint dripping from the once-white roses. Her gloved hands gently touched the petal of one of the uncolored roses. 'This was familiar,' she thought as she picked the small white rose, 'sickeningly familiar.' Ace and Deuce looked confused,
"what? Why?" They responded simultaneously. The unknown orange-haired male chuckled.
"So naรฏve, you put the ''n'' in newb," he said with a laugh. Then he stopped as he got a good look at the three (well four) of them. "Hold the phone, I know you! You're the ones who broke a billion-thaumark chandelier and nearly got expelled for it, yeah," he said.
"That chandelier is gonna haunt us till the day we graduate, isn't it," Ace asked, more like said, as he shook his head. The unknown orange-haired male then pointed at Ace,
"And you're the one who ate the housewarden's tart the same night!" He laughed again, "You guys are the hot topic around campus," He pulled out his phone, "I have to get a picture with y'all!"
The male slung his arm around [Name] and posed as he snapped a picture. He moved away as soon as the picture was taken and looked at it with a smile, "It's cool if I post this on Magicam, right?" 'At least he asked for consent.' [Name] thought as the mental respect meter for him rose slightly. Though he could've asked for consent before snapping the picture but whatever. Seeing as there were no objections with the picture being posed he asked them for their names on 'Magicam' so he could tag them, whatever the fuck Magicam was.
"I am Deuce Spade," he said politely.
"Ace," he said, aggravation radiating off of him.
"I'm Grim, and this is my henchm-" [Name] covered Grim's mouth and gave him that 'finish that sentence' stare. The orange-haired male stared at [Name] waiting for her name. The stitched female stared at him for a few moments.
"Stein," was all she said. The male chuckled a bit before uploading the picture.
"And uploaded! My name is Carter Diamond by the way. I'm a junior here at Heartslabyul," Carter said making a peace sign. "But Carter is fine. Or Cay-Cay if you're cray-cray! So nice to meet ya,"
Carter looked over [Name] as a realization washed over his face, "OH! You're the prefect of that so-called Ramshackle House Dorm, right? Like, I can't believe that you actually live there. I've seen pictures from Magicam and WOW that place is like hot garbage." Carter laughed a bit but it slowly turned into an awkward chuckle at the stare the Ramshackle prefect was giving him. It was the type of look a mother would give her child that said, 'talk back and you'll be talking to your creator'.
Grim crossed his arms, "You know, you've done nothing but diss us ever since we got here, That's so not cool man!" Carter's eyes suddenly widened,
"What am I doing? I don't have time to chat. The party's tomorrow! If we're not ready, it's ''off with my head''!" A lightbulb went off in Carter's head and he looked at the four with a sly smile, "Hey, you kids wouldn't wanna help paint some roses?"
"Uh sure...Why are you doing that exactly?" Ace asked his upperclassmen.
"Because red roses are more photogenic or something like that," Carter responded.
"Tradition," [Name] muttered unintentionally. Everyone turned to her in confusion, "The Queen of Hearts would always have a group of guards paint the white roses red. If even a single rose was white, they would be executed." The four males blinked,
"Oh."
"Anyways, after that I've gotta start getting things ready for the big Corquet tournament. And that means coloring all the flamingos," Carter said with a sigh.
"Is anything in this weird place colored correctly?" [Name] blankly stated.
Deuce spoke up next as he come to a conclusion, "That tart you ate must have been for the housewarden's birthday Ace. That explains his reaction!" Carter perked up,
"Nope. It's not Riddle's birthday."
"It's not? Then whose birthday is it?" Ace asked in surprise. [Name] continued to walked their conversation until out of the corner of her eye, she saw something. She looked and saw a figure peak around the maze's wall. Her eyes narrowed as she turned back to the others. "Tomarrow is our dorm's traditional unbirthday party," Carter said. [Name] started walking towards the entrance of the maze before someone placed a hand on her shoulder. The action caused the prefect to jump and nearly send a nasty punch to their face until they saw it was only Ace. His face was scrunched up as he held two paintbrushes in on hand.
"Oh no you don't. You're helping us paint the roses," he said. [Name] looked back at the maze entrance only to see the figure no longer there. [E/c] eyes narrowed in suspicion before looking back at the collared male and taking the second brush from his hands. Maybe if she did this fast she could still catch up with the unknown figure.
"Ok..red roses...color them red," Deuce chanted to himself as he pointed his magic pen at the bush of unpainted roses. Magic sparkled out of the magical item and hit the roses effectively turning them the color opposite of the desired color on the visible light spectrum. Blue. Deuce's eyed widened at the mistake. "That wasn't supposed to happen." Meanwhile, Grim used his magic and ended up setting the bush on fire. Carter sweatdropped at the sight in front of him.
"Wow. You're even less competent than I thought," he said with a sigh. Ace frowned,
"Maybe you should just leave the roses white! They look perfect as they are." In response, Carter turned to his lower classmen and simply said it was tradition.
"Riddle is all about tradition. Perhaps even more than the previous headwarden T-B-H," the orange-haired upperclassmen told them. "I do admit that he's a bit extra." [Name] has been extremely quiet throughout this entire ordeal...
"No kidding. I sure don't have time for this nonsense. Is Riddle here? I have to speak with him." Carter nodded at Ace's question.
"But do you think that's a good idea? Did you even bring an apology tast to replace the one you ate?" Ace, Deuce, and Grim looked confused. Seeing their confused look Carter took this as a no. "It's rule 53. ''Stolen items must be replace.'' If you're not in compliance, I can't let you in," Carter said with a smile.
"Are you kidding me?!"
"Nope," Carter voiced, popping the 'p'. "All dorm residents must obey the rules. As much as I would love to let you slide, it would be off with my head next!" Carter stepped a bit closer, "I hate to say it, Ace, but I'm gonna need ya to leave before Riddle spots you."
Ace grabs Deuce's shoulder, "Do something!"
"What do you want me to do?!"
"Anything! Please I can't use magic!" Deuce sighed and therefore, ready his magic pen to fight. After some time, both sides got ready to cast another spell but found their heads devoid of their magic pens.
"Huh?!"
"Where'd my magic pen go?!" Suddenly there was a scoff from beside them. There, [Name] stood with two familiar magic pens in her gloved hands and a frown etched across her face.
"Seriously," she spoke calmly yet her voice was full of authority as a magic pen weaved through her fingers like a snake. "I walk away for a few moments and this is what you do," she points to the discarded paint buckets, you're fighting and making a mess." Her eyes narrowed as she spoke, "honestly it's disappointing." They all flinched a bit at her harsh tone. The [h/c] haired prefect walked up to the cyan-eyed male he resisted the urge to step back and handed him his pen back. "We'll be leaving now Carter. Have a nice day." [Name] walked backward until she was right beside the first year trio. After all, she didn't know if he would fire a spell at her if she turned her back. "Let's go."
Carter watched as the first years walked off and let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. Then he remembered all the other roses he had to paint and sighed. He turned around to see how much he had left to go but paused. All the other unpainted roses were already painted. And they all looked perfect, none dripped the crimson pigment like the others. As if they were naturally red from the start. He smiled, less work for him let's go! But he couldn't help but wonder who painted all of them.
Meanwhile with the first years...
"So let me get this straight. We walked in there, totally tartless but this dude still made us do the song and dance before throwing us out? He just wanted us to paint the roses for him!" [Name] looked down at the shorter male with a confused look.
"You didn't realize that?" Ace glared at stitches.
"Like you knew." With a slight smugness to her voice, [Name] nodded.
"I did in fact. He wasn't very subtle about it. He paused before asking us, ''Hey, you kids wouldn't wanna help paint some roses?'' Perhaps you are just bad at reading people?" Ace's eyes twitched. He wanted to say something but decided against it when his mind reminded him of what the tall prefect made of that overbolt monster from the mines.
"I guess we'll just have to get an apology tart and come back. Maybe after class." [Name] pulled out a pocket watch from the smallest pocket of her pants. She started at the clock behind the glass and sighed. "We should hurry, we've already missed the first bell." Panic watched over the boys' faces.
"What?!"
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?!"
"I don't wanna get blemish on the first day of my glorious Night Raven education! We have to get to class, pronto!" Grim said as her climbed onto [name]'s shoulder and wiggled in impatience but was mostly quiet. He and [name] had a discussion about what was and wasn't allowed if the little fire creature was going to rest on her shoulder. One being not yelling while on her shoulder as like him, they had enhanced hearing. Ace looked over at the blue-haired male and the [h/c] haired female.
"What classes are you guys in anyways? You're first years right?"
"We're in class 1-A," [Name] said. She was a bit annoyed at this. She would be doing this first year shit all over again. And judging on a few souls, there would be disrespect and expected respect from the upperclassmen. [Name] didn't mind this, however. This simply meant that there would be a few who would have to be put in their place.
"Hey, that's the same one I'm in. We've got Potionology for first period," Deuce told the two as they walked towards the mirror. Grim smiled,
"Heck yeah! That sounds awesome!" Hating to ruin the happy moment but someone has to. [Name] cleared her throat and gained the attention of the trio.
"May I remind you that we're are on a bit of a time crunch?" At the reminder, they all practically ran toward the mirror. The action made the female prefect shake her head. She looked over at Grim, the monster's blue eyes chasing with her own dull ones, "Let's go."
All and all a ghostly figure looked at the mirror from behind a heart shapped bush. Her blue eyes saddened before filling with determination. A twig snapped and she turned to look in the sound's direction; her blond hair moved with her. She gasped and faded away at the sight of another student. She would try again tomorrow.
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