Stitches | Twisted Wonderland

Ⅲ | 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲

As I'm transferring this over, I realize how far behind this story on Wattpad is compared to Quotev.

'Uh oh'

Was a collective thought amounts the three, more so of Ace and Grim, when they saw an enraged Crowley.
"It's principal Crowley!" Ace yelled in shock.
"Oh no! The Whip of Love every man for themselves!" 

Grim tried to get away but both were hit with the whip causing them to yell out. "It hurts just as much the second time," Grim muttered in pain. Crowley crossed his arms in anger.
"None can escape the Whip of Love." Meanwhile, y/n asks herself, who the fuck names a whip such a name? "I distinctly remember telling you yesterday that you're not to cause any more trouble-" Yeah y/n spaced out again. "Any you,"
"What?" She's back now to see the crow man point a finger at her in anger. Y/n couldn't help but think if he continues to point his finger at him, I'm going to cut it off in his sleep and feed it to him :D.
"I told you to control this creature." Y/n's respect meter for him slightly dwindles and her eyes narrow.
"I'd like to see you try to control them." 

Her comment was ignored but she could still see the slight vain appearance as he turned to Ace. "You. State your name and grade."
Ace looked visibly annoyed and sighed, "Ace Trappola. Freshman." Crowley silently hummed and then looked at all three. "Well then, Trappola, Grim, and Stein; As punishment, I order the three of you to wash 100 windows around the campus!"

Ace and Grim's eyes widened while y/n remained neutral. "But-but this joker was making fun of us!" Grim said defending both himself and y/n.
"Eh? Me, too?"
"Yes dumbass. Were you not listening." Y/n stated monotony. Ace just scowled at her.
"After school, you shall reconvene in the cafeteria. Am I understood?" Ace and Grim sighed,
"Fine." "Nothing but misery since yesterday..."

Time skip [forward]
Location : Cafetaria

Grim whined from his spot on y/n's shoulder, "I'm so breast for cleaning all day. Now we have to wash a hundred windows, too! This is all Ace's fault."
"It's not just Ace's fault. It's our fault as well," Y/n stated as she took a seat on one of the benches. 

Fifteen minutes later Grim groaned again, "That Ace guy is taking his sweet time. Who does he think he is? Making us wait. I'm so pissed!"
Y/n folded her arms and placed her head down, "let's given him a few more minutes. Maybe the first-year classes are longer."
Grim sighed and sat down near y/n's face. "Fine."
And then y/n was off to dreamland. 

Seconds became minutes. Minutes became two hours. Y/n had woken up a while ago because of Grim. "I don't care what happened! It's too late! He better not be bailing on clean-up duty." Y/n sighed and sat up straight resulting in a loud popping from her back.
"Come on Grim. Let's go look for him." Y/n said as she extended her arm. Grim once again climbed up her arm and got into a spot on her shoulder. 

Time skip : Forward
Location : Classroom

"Where is Ace?! He totally skipped! We're not gonna let him off the hook." Grim yelled. The h/c haired girl was becoming increasingly annoyed. In her mind, her respect meter for Ace reached about a 5. She opened the door to one of the classrooms ready to kick Ace's ass again. But the room was empty. "What? No one's here."
"As a matter of fact, I'm here." A voice said, stariling Grim and y/n.
"fgdbfhferb The picture talked!"
"Certainly, it's not uncommon for paintings to talk at this school," the portrait said, "The Wall Lady over there, the Wall Gentleman over there, everyone can speak." Y/n blinked in confusion and looked around with wide eyes. Quite interesting. "Portraits can speak because they have mouths. I assure you it's quite normal."

"I apologize for me and my companion. We've never seen a portrait speak so it was a bit out of the ordinary for us. We do not mean to offend you or anyone else." Y/n explained and apologized with a slight bow.
The painting chuckled a bit, "It's quite alright dear girl. Anyways, who are you looking for?"
"We're looking for a male by the name of Ace Trappola. He's shorter than I am, has orange spiky looking hair, scarlet color eyes, and a red heart mark on his face." Y/n made different hand gestures as she described the male.
"Aaah, one of the freshmen that started today. He returned to his dormitory not too long ago..." the painting told.
"What?!" Grim shouted, "So he did try to slink away!"
Y/n face darkened. Ace had ditched. "Which way did he go?"
"The entrance is behind the East Building."
Grim gurred, "Oh he's so gonna get it! Let's get him before he gets too far."

Y/n thanked the painted for his help and made her way out of the classroom.

Her blood boiled. 

Ace had lied.

If one this is for sure,

Y/n hates liars.

Secrets Between The Seams:

This chapter's secret is a bonus scene...

Ace could feel himself conflicted on actually skipping

Ace was the last to walk out of class. He was beyond annoyed. "As if I'm gonna wash 100 windows," he muttered. As he reached out the door and into one of the many hallways, he could feel the hair on his skin stand on edge. As if telling him that he's going to regret attempting to skip and that he should make his way to the cafeteria. Ace shook his head, "It's just nerves." His mind began to remind him of his 'fight' with the magicless student who also got the punishment. His stomach turned and his eyebrow furrowed. "As if I actually lost to them. They just got lucky. Yeah...lucky." He continued to walk towards his dorm, completely trying to ignore his mind's warnings of his incoming doom.