Twisted WONDERLAND x Male Reader

Chapter 10: Happy birthday

This is a part of the plot, btw.

Ilysm ❤️ tysm for the support

"Aesira" Silver poked your cheek. "Nooooo, I don't wanna wake upppp." You threw the covers over your head.

"Headmaster has a surprise for you." Silver took your covers off and picked you up bridal style. "Hey!" He set you down on the coach and pulled out a hairbrush. He began to brush your hair gently, and you leaned to his touch.

"Aesira! Silver! Ready to go?" Sebek announced. "Mhmm~" you cooed quietly. "Yup yep yip~"

He chuckled at your silliness. "Young master!" Sebek yelled. Malleus walked to him and smiled. "Good morning," He said. Sebek was awing over Malleus, and Lilia was awing over you like the simp he is.

You didn't question anything because you were so sleepy.

Sebek, Silver, and Malleus led you to Crowleys office, which had few people in it. This included your favorite staff: Sam, Crewel, Trein, and Vargas. It also included your favorite people: Leona, Ruggie, Puppy (jack), Ace and Deuce, Riddle, Trey, Cater, Idia, Ortho, Kalim, Jamil, Vil, Rook, Epel, Azul, Flyod, Jade, and the 4 that went with you. (I WROTE THAT WITHOUT GOOGLE TO MAKE SURE I GOT EVERYONEEE!)

"Y/n, I was wondering recently on a certain.. thing. First off, happy birthday, muffin! Second.." Crowley walked from behind his desk to you, holding a paper. "Aesira, would you be willing to be Y/n Crowley? I mean - y-you don't have to of cour- oof!" You ran and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Yes! Yes! Yes!!" You exclaimed, overjoyed. He hugged you back. The rest of them started cheering and congratulating you.

It was like a mini party. Everyone was enjoying themselves and having fun. "Dad? Can I talk to you?" He nodded hesitantly.

'Is he uncomfortable? Does he not want me to be his father? Does he hate me? What's this about? Was I not good enough? Is he okay? Did someone hurt him?' Thoughts ran through Crowleys head. (You guyss, what's his first name?? I tried looking it up but idk if his name is Dire. Someone tell meee pleaseee!)

You walked into the hallway. "I-" you started to tear up. "Thank you.. so much.." you said, a lump forming in your throat. You hugged him tightly, your eyes becoming glassy. Crowley didn't know what to say, but he was crying. Crowley held onto  you and cried, with tears streaming down his face.

"Of c-ourse, muffin." He sniffled. You pulled away and wiped his falling tears. He took off his mask and placed a kiss on your forehead with fatherly love. "Muffin, I have a question.." You nodded, signaling for him to talk. "When I found you.. how did you become that way?" Your eyes widened. "I.." You took a deep breath.

"I was forced out of the place I was living in at the time because I was strong enough to leave. When they ran me out, I didn't have a place to go. So, thats how you found me.." you looked down. Tears ran down Crowleys face again. He thought back to your dying body. If he hadn't found you, you and him would both be dead. You were his joy, the sun that brought him light to everything. He would have died on the inside, with Crewel being the only thing he could love or love him back. You would have died of starvation. He hated the memory of how he found you.

FLASHBACK BABYYYYY

Crowleys perspective:

I walked through the snow. In truth, I was bored. Crewel, my lover, was out and about while most students were off on their break. I sighed, not amused. Although, walking through the town at night was beautiful.

Not many people were out, so I could be alone in peace. I looked around until I spotted something small. It seemed tiny but alive. I hurried to it, worried it could die at any moment.

My worries had reason. When I looked at the figure in front of me, I gasped. It was a little boy, probably 12 looking. There was no meat on his bones or any weight to him, at least on first glance. He flinched when snow from the tree above him fell on his head, but he didn't do anything about it. Looking up at me, who was slowly approaching, he seemed dead inside. He was probably dehydrated as well. "Are you okay?" I asked, knealing to his height. "..." he stayed silent.

He was afraid of my mask, so I took it off. "Are you hurt?"

He shook his head 'no' reluctantly. "Are you okay?" I asked again. He, once more, shook his head 'no'. "Kill me.." was all he said. This child was in so much pain he wanted me to kill him. I gasped. "No! No, here- we will get you help, okay?" I said. He looked down. "Come with me." I stood up and held me hand to him. Hesitantly, he gave me his hand. It was ice cold, so cold it almost hurt my hand. Between our hand sizes, his were very child like. He was definitely malnourished. The way his skin stuck to his bone - it was like the bone was the only thing there, no muscle.

He could barely walk without stumbling over his own feet. When we approached the school, his mouth widened. "Yours?" He asked me, barely even a whisper. "Mhm. I'll take care of you here." When we got inside, Crewel was already there waiting for me. "Where were- oh my seven! Here, come here." He brought the child to a fireplace and began to question him. All the child could do was stare.

Crewel sighed, defeated. "What's your name?" He said since he forgot to ask it previously. The child stared once again. "Okay, we are getting nowhere."

"Crowley, you try to talk to him. I'll cook something up." With those words, he left for the kitchen.

About 30 minutes later, he came back with some food. "Here, come eat." Crewel patted to a seat, and I helped guide the kid to said seat. He gave the kid a spoon, and the child dipped the spoon in his food. He took a bit but could barely keep it down. At least he did. "Is my cooking that bad?" He laughed. "No darling, it's perfect."

"Sooo, can you tell us your name?" I asked. He looked at me, then Crewel.

"Y/n"