In Between 2 (Lady Lesso X Reader)

(PIT) Her Travels

A/n: PIT = Pixie In Trouble, that will be name of this series, might make a separate book for these one but at the same time publish here

If y'all still reading this and not a mirco/macro lover, welcome to my/our world! Here you are guaranteed to be traumatized and scarred for life with basically no point of return *smiley face* But— I assure that y'all will find it addicting and arousing, well, I guess for some *shrugs*

And of course, y'all know me, I always do plots, but not too confusing and deep, I'm not that smart to create such masterpiece lmao

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Phew! Finally done Y/n looked at her work with a satisfied grin, her hands resting on her hip while she huffs in contentment; Supposedly, she was to clean up her mess, this only includes drying some papers, wiping the spilled ink, and casting a recreation spell for the broken window... But the fairy is a total clean freak, and so when she strayed her gaze to the office, giving it a good scan, she clicked her tongue in discontentment. The place wasn't even dirty, but a few disorganized books from the shelf, a vase with a wilted plant on the far corner, melted candles that had cascaded on their holders and seemed to drip and stick on the floor— honestly, much more inconsequential things that doesn't even needs mentioning had ticked a nerve in Y/n

Night had fallen  when she was contented with the place, but obviously physically drained, however, Y/n didn't mind the exhaustion one bit, in fact, she was beaming with delight when she had finished satisfying her urges. She looked at the small clock above the door frame and sighed 2 hours huh? She gazed down at the door And yet she hasn't returned Her stomach began to rumble quietly And this is why we don't skip lunches She scolds herself, her wings began to flutter as she examined the office once again, looking for something to amuse her.

The door abruptly opened, but this time, it was less harsher and more controlled, Looks like someone's in a pleasant mood, did Dovey agreed for her to kill me? The pixie thought. Y/n flew back on the desk's surface as yellow pixie dust scattered on her trail, the Dean was most certainly looking more calm and collected, unlike earlier, Yep, she must be pleased that she gets to kill me, amazing. 

Lesso scanned her office with a raised brow, she was indeed impressed at the results that had far exceeded her expectations, however, it was too pleasant for her taste when the atmosphere was supposed to be ominous and intimidating, but now, the vibes turned downright comfortable— or maybe it was the presence of the fairy that made it feel so.

Well? Her thoughts were interrupted when Y/n spoke with slight uncertainty; Lesso was unsure if the question refers to her response to her cleaning, or to whatever decision she and Dovey had made. Truthfully, she was more than contented on either case.

Well? She mockingly answered back, while she closed the door unceremoniously and continued her steps towards her desk.

Oh f*ck she's coming Y/n took a deep breath as if to muster enough courage I believe you are aware what I am referring to The pixie thought Lesso was coming straight to her direction, but instead, she walked towards the book shelf and slid her finger on one of its surface as if collecting dust, which she failed on doing so, considering the pixie had vigorously wiped every possible surface in the office for the last few moments. 

Lesso hummed nonchalantly and spoke There's both good and bad news for you insect, which ever would you like to hear first? Her fingers gliding side to side on the rows of books, contemplating what story would pique her interest for the night.

I suppose the bad news first. Y/n fidgets with her fingers as anxiety crept up inside her

How valiant. The dean momentarily chuckled before picking an old story book, it wasn't the best nor does it even appeal to her, rather, she was chasing the nostalgia of how she used to read as a coping mechanism for stress back in Gavaldon, her lack of sleep was slowly becoming a nuisance to her duties due to her work, not to mention, this little incident today had ruined an important indenture that had been entrusted to her by Clarissa, basically, her mind was just full of swirling discorded thoughts, and she figured reading might do the trick on making her fall asleep— She hoped, even just a nap would suffice.