Twisted wonderland oneshots and Stuff

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For a hot second I forgot I had this au... But here we are... U-U

If you are wondering, yes I have yet another au... And yes, it will revolve around one of the 3 skrunkys above.

It will revolve around Malleus being dumb, because I have 2 aus in Which he's actually acting like a gen z and I'm living for them... U-U

Well... Today's au premise states like this: Twisted wonderland, but it's a country populated by dragon boys/hybrids/fae. NRC is a prestigious school for dragons. In here only Malleus and Silver are hoomans and Malleus finds a magic sword, setting up on a pokemon adventure with it.

Yes, it's one of those aus where each boy has their own little cannon divergent backstory that gets discovered as we progress and Malleus gets into more trouble.

Anyway! Plot: Being a prince of a far away European land, Malleus had to gain a wide knowledge while he is still young as the next ruler in line. But he still hasn't thought about high-school application. So when Malleus suddenly wakes up in a coffin, at a magical school, he has only objective: to know exactly how many gargoyles this building has.

Malleus really will reek of smooth brain in this one, so beware... Crack will be upon you! :3

Fair warning: hinted Spoilers for the new masquerade event... (yes I'm still losing my shit over it)

Full no one pov because: Crackus Maximus~ (yes, that's blasberry and it has absolutely 0 coherence, but Shhh)

Now onto the magical shit!

Title: no grandma, I signed the right application paper

Malleus only toppled into his bed, groaning. Summer vacation was slowly fading away and he still didn't decide on which private high-school he should go.

And if one was wondering, no, Malleus wasn't going into his first year... Rather... The boy wanted to transfer for his 3rd year. At first he studied at the Noble Bell College, although, unfortunately, he entered in some beef with a student in there, ending up with Malleus begging on his knees to his grandmother to transfer him.

Malleus just looked outside. As the Prince of the Valley of Thorns, upon it's very wierd tradition, the heir to the throne will always have to cover up his face publicly. That meant Malleus never could show his face officially as the prince, not even to the servants. He did voice his displeasure towards it, to which his grandma fashioned him a fake identity, to which Malleus always used to go outside or attend school like a normal student.

Exhaling, the boy just got up, going to his desk and grabbing the list his grandmother made for him. Malleus was embarrassed that he did manage such an act. His grandmother sure wasn't happy when her grandson told her of his intentions. When she uncovered the actual problem, she was furious, of course. And Malleus was faced with the option to either change schools or to stay there and get on actual good terms with someone.

It was clear what Malleus's intentions were as he still mulled over the said list.

Groaning, Malleus only opened his balcony window. Looking at himself, he was dressed decently enough to not gain any suspicions. Grabbing his trusty bag with the bare necessities, Malleus wrote a small note that he stuck onto his desk, before he went under his bed, from where he got out a, let's call it small invention. It was a rope with a grapple at one end and a leather belt attached to it, the other end being tied up.

Malleus sure was smart... But at practice, he wasn't that brilliant.

Attaching the rope to one end of the balcony and throwing it over, Malleus only took a deep breath, adjusting the belt to himself before jumping over.