Stitches | Twisted Wonderland

Ⅴ | 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬

Note:
Text like this "Hello." stands for words written/spoken in English from now on
Text like this "Hello." stands for telepathic speech from now on

───── ❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐠𝐠? ❞ ─────

The three boys and one monster peeled and pureed the chestnuts while occasionally glancing at the new male. They looked at him with a mix of confusion, wonder, and a bit of unease. The taller male would stare at them for a few moments, his pupilless eyes seemingly staring into their souls, before going back to pureeing his batch of chestnuts with a smile. There were times when the male would be talking up a storm with [Name] in a language they couldn't understand before turning to talk to Trey. It was a bit odd how much more relaxed the [h/c] haired girl looked. And what surprised them more what when the dark-skinned male would wrap his arm around the prefect and she was 100% OK with it. [Name] would normally stare down anyone who got too close to her!! Well, minus Grim. It was strange. And it didn't help that Elima practically towered over them, then again so did [Name].

Finally, after a few hours, they finished with the chestnuts. Ace sighed in relief, "finally. We're done pureeing the chestnuts."
"My arms are killing me," Deuce muttered. Elima silently chuckled at their misery.
Trey patted them on their shoulders, "great work! It'll be sweeter from your pain." Grim sniffed the air, "the smell already has me drooling..." [Name] was quick to move Grim's paws away from the chestnut paste.
"I just need to add butter and sugar to the chestnut paste," for a brief moment, something flashed over Trey's eyes as he smiled, "and a sensible splash of oyster sauce--that's my secret ingredient!" There was silence before everyone repeated the secret ingredient in discussed shock. [Name] and Elima looked at each other in confusion before realizing Trey was just fucking with them. "Yep. The umami of the oysters gives the cream a deep, savory flavor," Trey grabbed a bottle of oyster sauce just to add to his act. "I use this one here. Walrus-brand Young Oyster Sauce. All the best bakers use it in their tarts."

"Really?" Deuce asked. "But isn't oyster sauce like, super salty?" Deciding to ride along with Trey's act, Elima was quick to add on.
"I've heard out that!" The attention went to the tall blue-eyed male. "The saltiness of the oyster sauce balances the sweetness of the tart. Isn't that right Trey?" Realizing what Elima was doing, Trey nodded with a smile.
"That's right."
"So it's like how some people put chocolate into curry, right?" Ace said. [Name] shook her head amused at them while Elima's smile wavered. The green-haired third-year and the blue eyes demon weapon looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter. 

The trio looked at the two in confusion before looking at [Name] for an answer. The stitch-covered girl only shook her head, "you're too gullible. They're fucking with you. Who in their right mind would put something as salty as oyster sauce in a dessert?"
"HUH?!" Ace turned to the two, his eyebrows twitching in annoyance for being fooled, "so you two were just messing with us?!" Elima was the first to get over their laughing fit.
"Lighten up carrot-top," he said with a lazy smile as he placed a hand on the shorter male's head, to which Ace smacked it off with an annoyed frown.
"Ah ha ha! I mean, if you'd used your brain, you'd realized how ridiculous it was! Let this be a lesson to you. Don't believe everything you hear," Trey said to the first years. Grim scoffed,
"And here I thought that human was actually somewhat decent."