Twisted Luck

Finishing and overnight plans

When we enter the kitchen with all of the ingredients, after going back into Sam's shop to replace the eggs, Ace states, "Ah, you're finally back! Took ya long enough." Trey laughs and claims, "Let's get this "Tart-y" started!" I shudder at the pun. We each make a tart from Trey's instructions. Deuce's look like a flat mountain, Ace's looks like a steep mountain, and Mine and Trey's look like normal. The two boys ask, "How?!" I shrug and reply, "I had a friend who was really good at baking, so I incorporated some of her tips for decorating other foods."

When we finish the tart, Trey finishes all of them off with, "Okay, now we just sprinkle on a little powdered sugar, and..." Grim and Ace call out excitedly, "Finished!" Deuce mumbles out, "Fin...ished..." Ace notices Deuce's mood and asks me, "Did something happen to him while you were shopping?"

I reply, "He is in shock for learning something he thought was correct was actually wrong." Deuce mummers, "For sixteen years, I was so sure..." Ace brushes him off and states, "Yeah, whatever. I'm pretty beat. Making tarts sure takes it outta you." Cater walks into the kitchen and states, "Hey fam! You look wrecked. Are the tarts done? Ooh, those look sooo cute! Lemme snap a quick pic for Magicam!" Ace cries out, "What?! NOW you decide to show up?"

Cater replies, "I just came to see how hard my little newbs were working." He takes a picture of all of our tarts. He tags each picture with who made it. Cater drops his phone in shock. When he took the picture of my tart, I was also in it. I ask, "Cater-senpai ...! What's wrong?!" He states, "This post has over a million likes..." He shows us the picture that he took, and we all see my tart, and me smiling happily. Cater gets down on his knee and asks, "Y/n-chan!! Please go out with me!!" Everyone goes, "EHHHH?!?!?!?!" I states, "Huh?!" and then I ask, "No way! How old do you think I am?!" Everyone blinks at me and Trey replies, "Your 16 ... right?" I shake my head, "No ... I'm eleven ..."

Everyone cries out in shock again and Headmaster Crowley comes into the Kitchen and shouts, "You there! What is going on! You are in a school!" Trey asks, "Did you know that SHE is only ELEVEN?!" Crowley blinks slowly and says, "Yes ... It must have slipped my mind, when I told all of the Dorm leaders about her ..." I deadpan, walk up to Crowley, and start whacking him, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT SLIPPED YOUR MIND!!! IF YOU KNEW I WAS GOING TO BE A STUDENT HERE, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL THE MORE "TRUSTWORTHY" PEOPLE HERE????!!!!! ALSO, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE MONEY FOR MY STUFF!!!"

He squawks, "Goodness Gracious, shouldn't you be respectful to your elders!" He starts to stumble after I hit him more than 10 times in the same spot, "Ouch- You can't hit the headmaster with your fists - Eik-!" I Tch and stop smacking him. I sigh in annoyance, and then remember something.

I ask Crowley, "Can I have some nails, planks, glue, and shingles?" He raises his eyebrows in confusion and then states realizing why, "Oh ... very well ... I will leave it in your dorm then. Crewel also gave you a dorm uniform, for any other Dorm leader meetings. Can you go to the ones after today? The other teachers also got you something else." I nod, "Sure ... hopefully I don't snub anyone. Thank you, sir." He nods, "Very well, I will send someone whenever there is a meeting." He leaves the kitchen in a stylish manner. We all stay silent.

Trey states breaking the silence, "It's tough work if you're not used to it. But there's no better cure for the ails of fatigue than something sweet from the oven! Help yourself to some of this tart!" Ace, Grim and Cater cheer, "YAY!" Trey cuts the tart and hands out a slice to everyone. Ace adds, "Pretty funny how you managed to show right when it was ready to eat, Cater." Cater claims, "Heh heh. Someone's gotta be the official taster!"

Grim says impatiently, "Mmmm ... That smells so good ... Glossy chestnuts on top, fluffy cream below ... I can't wait another second, I'm going in!" We all take a bite of the slice of the Mont Blanc in front of us. I murmur out in awe, " ... Whoaaa ..." Ace claims, "Oh Dang!" Cater says, "Yuuum! Liked and subscriiibed!" However, his face was scrunched up into a tense smile, which I realize that he doesn't actually like it. I think, 'Curious ...' Deuce states, "This is like something from a fancy bakery." Grim states, "It's not overly sweet but still has richness to it! It's like a garden of chestnuts in my mouth!"