The Castle's Cleaning Lady - Twisted Wonderland Reader insert

[1-4] Two nosebleeds? In 24 hours?

"No way, no way! No way I'm going back to those boring classes! GAHH LET GO!"

Grim was furious but not as enraged as his babysitter who had caught the little beastly thing without Ace's and Deuce's help by yanking him harshly by the tail... but was still indebted to them for offering their help, even if it there help, like usual, was as useful as an empty loo roll. Why did she succumb to Ace and Deuce's teasing, yet again?

Currently, the foul thing known as Grim was fidgeting in [Name's] hold as she steadily pressed him into her side like she was carrying a rugby football with the annoyance of a monkey on LSD. His little tail whacking feebly at her stomach to yield her grip but his actions had left her extremely unimpressed. Though not surprised, the rage was screaming from her frame loudly.

Ace and Deuce were broadly smirking at Grim from behind [Name], where he stuck up his equivalent of a middle finger to them. They were mouthing "thank you!" - an ice latte in Deuce's hand and a chocolate croissant in Ace's. Grim refused to understand why they were appreciative, regardless, he was pissed at them. "STOP SMILING AT ME LIKE THAT!"

"Shut the fuck up, cuck," [Name] glowered at Grim, her gaze as deadly as a siren's song. Grim couldn't see it, to his luck, due to his bum-bum facing her front but it seemed to pierce into his soul, setting his fur on edge notwithstanding. "Your attending class or, I swear on your tiny little paws, death will be a luxury you can't afford."

"Dammit! You're being extra strict today! A-and stop will the sinister comments, you can't do anything to me, h-human!" Grim yowled as [Name] ushered Ace and Deuce along who couldn't stop snickering. Attending their next lessons with long strides, Grim was glued to [Name's] hip with a concrete-like clutch.

"Are you challenging me?" Grim briskly shook his head with a squeak and [Name] dropped it, for mostly her sake over Grim's. He wasn't worth the effort and she was tired enough as it was.

"It's finally lunchtime!!!" Grim was back on [Name's] shoulders in no time, admiring the grand lunch in-store with a flame shimmering brightly in his pupils. He was lucky that [Name] was as forgiving as she was. It was vast but overwhelming and the endless options did numbers on the girl's appetite. It was almost too much. Almost, however, - she was hungrier than Kirby fasting and couldn't wait to dig in. But she didn't have a lot of money... Especially after buying Deuce and Ace their "payments".

"Uwaah! Everything always looks so good here!"

Grim gushed, squishing his cheeks with the pink pads of his paws, he stared fervently at the selection. "Fluffy omurice! Grilled chicken and bacon egg tarts!!!!!!!!"

"You're too loud! You're only this excited during lunch..." Ace said. He sighed as Grim began to wildly tug at [Name's] hair and pointed at the food he wanted to devour. She slapped him away. Somehow impervious to Grim's constant nagging.

Ace felt a pang of jealousy. He couldn't help but think how he would like to be small like Grim so [Name] could carry him round too. He wouldn't have to walk so much and have someone looking after him. He could be as tiny as a thumb so she could put him in her pocket... Perhaps... Maybe even... the breast pockets?

That's too horny even for me... Shut up mind. Besides what happened with my last girlfriend should I even bother?

"Hey, hey, [Name]! I want some grilled chicken! It's the last one! And omurice, too! Bread with jelly, too! Just take a bunch of everything!" Grim egged [Name] on as she took a wide steel spoon and complied, getting her own share of food.

"Grimbo, I know you're excited but tone down the energy, you're gonna knock something over. Plus we don't have a lot of money for everything." As she goes to pay, Grim was practically somersaulting over the place, bouncing around from one paw to the next. "G-Grim!"