The Castle's Cleaning Lady - Twisted Wonderland Reader insert

Chapter 21: Y'all minds are in the gutters

Once Deuce and [Name] got back, receiving some questionable stares from Ace as they strode in, arm in arm, everyone got to work to finish the tart. Before long, the tart base was in the oven and [Name] sat in front of it, cross-legged and starry-eyed, watching it slowly cook in her own leisurely world. That singular moment was weirdly familiar but she couldn't recall the memory from the damn amnesia. Even so, she felt at peace and relished the moment of silence.

Trey watched in endearment, remembering how he did such a thing when he was young but quickly got bored and, because his parents owned a bakery he didn't have the time to watch his masterpieces bake. There was something precious about it even if it was incredibly immature. In spite of his better judgment, he let her get away with not helping clean up after and let Ace do most of the elbow grease - call it favouritism but he rationalized how she was a school janitor so she has done her fair share of cleaning for a week.

Before long, the tart was finally done and with a tad, few touches concluded in all its glory. "Last, we dust the top with powdered sugar..." Trey muttered to himself, gently dusting the powdered sugar over the tart and stepped back, smiling ear-to-ear in pride.

"Finished!!" Grim and Ace cried in joy.
"Finished..." Deuce wasn't so elated and slumped forward slightly.

"Did something happen while you were out shopping?" Ace questioned eyeing [Name] but she merely chuckled.

"Leave him be, he's had quite the revelation today." She replied, cooing over Deuce and rubbing his back benevolently in comfort as chicken shock overcame his very being. All the while, thinking about how her dumb babies were so, in fact, very very dumb.

Before Ace could prod at her to elaborate, everyone's attention flickered to the kitchen's door as it swung open to reveal a smiley familiar face known as Cater. He was beaming and gave a short cute finger bang towards [Name's] direction as he entered. "Good work~ Is the tart finished? The decorations are super cute! It's totally Magicamegram-able! Let me take a pic." Before anyone could interject, he took a photo of the Mont Blanc from an angle and the flash made [Name] wince.

"Ah! What'd you come here for?" Ace grunted, a pout instantly forming on his face.

"I came to check on my cute underclassmen, working so hard. Ahaha, you look beat!" He chuckled as his eyes scanned over his friends and, of course, stopped over [Name] appreciatively. But the sight left him frozen. He felt all his systems in overdrive at the scene: she was in an adorable, light red apron and white flour powdered it but what really made his heart explode in bliss was how the flour coated her nose and cheek. Certainly, a delightful sight to behold.

"AWWWW, so cute!" He squealed, rushing to fawn over her. "[Name], you've got flour on your nose and cheek! I'll wipe it off for you after a quick pic first!"

"Cater!" She brooded as he captured the scene with nimble fingers before she could cover her face or turn away. How did he manage to take photos so quickly?! Before she could gripe further, Cater already had her face in his palms, drawing a handkerchief from one of his pockets - possibly there due to a recent fashion trend or a silly Heartsbyul rule - and began dutifully rubbing her nose and cheeks flour-free. [Name] was sulking the whole time. "I can do it myself, I'm not a child. Please-"

She attempted to yank the red and white handkerchief away, from his fingertips, but like toying with a kitten using a feather on a stick, Cater tore it away and tutted. "Nuh-uh, as an upperclassman it's my duty to help freshmen, so stay still, buttercup."