❪ FEM! HEDGEHOG! READER ❫
𓆩♡𓆪 𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙉 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏 with a mysterious new gem called the "TWISTED AMAZONITE" in which SONIC and EGGMAN accidentally activate it, much to (NAME)'S horror, she is sent to the world of TWISTED WONDERLAND...
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❝ i'm more than enough on my own. i'll handle things my way. ❞
❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜
STUDENTS chatter in the mirror chamber. robed figures stand, vaguely organized by dorm assignment. a red-headed boy does a headcount of all the new freshmen standing near him. he clears his throat and projects his voice.
"we're done with orientation and dorm assignments? all right, new students—let me be clear. At heartslabyul house, i am the law. break the rules, and it's off with your head!"
another, taller student with dark skin and lion ears lets out a tired yawn. like he was holding on to it for the entire ceremony, "well, that ceremony was as boring as ever. i'm going back to the dorm. If you're in savanaclaw house, follow me."
a boy with glasses puts on his most business-worthy smile as he addresses his students, almost as if he's speaking as an employer to new employees, "new students! allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement. as dorm leader of octavinelle house, i am honored to have the opportunity to support you in what i hope will be a fulfilling campus experience." he's even using corporate lingo...
"hey, does anyone know where the headmage went? he disappeared midway through the ceremony..." a handsome boy with blonde hair with a purple ombre speaks up, looking around.
"some headmage he is." came a voice from a floating tablet.
a dark skin boy with red eyes looked around, "maybe he had a tummyache?"
"i most certainly did not!" interjects crowley, with a very unamused (name) and annoyed grim in tow.
the red-haired boy looks up at the headmage, "ah, speak of the devil."
"if you must know, i was searching for the new student who'd failed to show for orientation. You are the only one who has yet to be assigned a dorm. step up to the dark mirror, and be quick about it. i'll watch your weasel."
"he's not my damn weasel..." muttered (name). she was ready to leave at this point. her ears were uncomfortably pressed to her head by her hood and her tail had no room to wag. grim was probably tired too, letting out a growl at the weasel comment.
"state your name."
"shadow."
"..."
"..."
"... (name) (l/n)."
"(name) (l/n)... the nature of your soul is... unclear to me."
COOL! she can go home!
crowley looked utterly confused at that, "what did you just say?"
"there is no soul in this one for me to judge, nor does it possess any magical ability. therefore, no dorm is suitable."
