𝒲𝒾𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒲ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹： 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓌 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℱ𝓇ℴ𝓏ℯ𝓃 ℋℯ𝒶𝓇𝓉

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑈𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑠： 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 33

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"So prepare for a chance of a lifetime. Be prepared for sensational news. A shining new era, is tiptoeing nearer. And when do we feature? Just listen to teacher."

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Headmage's Office

"Now, students, ready your magical pens," Crowley declared, flourishing a hand as though announcing a grand stage performance. "Prepare to receive a special lesson from your headmage!"

Ace let out a strangled noise. "Seriously?!" he yelped, scrambling to yank out his magical pen. "Wanna run the 'why' by me again?!"

Deuce, wide-eyed but obedient, followed suit with a quick, "Yes, sir!" He readied his stance, casting his familiar cauldron summon, while Ace fired off a blast of wind magic that swirled into Grim's signature blue flames—an accidental combo that sent the first ghost ducking midair.

Y/n stood elegantly to the side, her cool gaze observing the chaos with a calm curiosity.

Vanitas used the Book of Vanitas to counterattack the magical attacks from the ghosts, which he was surprised that it was affective. Mostly because in the world of Twisted Wonderland, ghosts become visible in places of high magical power like Night Raven College.

"Well, well... seems your ghosts are more real here than I expected," Vanitas mused, lips curling into a smirk. "A shame. I could've used a proper fight." But his voice shifted as he turned fully to Y/n, eyes glinting with unspoken obsession. "Are you watching, ma neige? I'm doing this for you."

Noé did some attacks of his own, manipulating the world formula with ease, which was surprising as well. In a single, clean motion, he grabbed a ghost by the shoulders and flipped it over his back, the specter letting out a startled wail as it spun through the air.

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After some time, the warm-up finally came to a close. The boys were all panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Ace was bent forward with his hands on his knees, wheezing. Grim sprawled out dramatically like a cat that had run a marathon.

Vanitas and Noé, by contrast, looked only slightly winded. Noé rolled his shoulders with a soft grunt, while Vanitas calmly adjusted his gloves, his blue eyes scanning the scene. But the second his gaze landed on Y/n—gracefully supporting both Ace and Deuce on either side of her shoulders, sandwiched between them—his entire demeanor shifted.

A dangerous chill passed behind Vanitas's smile.

"How generous of you, mon amour," Vanitas drawled, his tone honeyed with something sharp beneath. He placed a hand to his forehead theatrically. "I'm absolutely exhausted. Would you mind carrying me, too?" He pouted. "I think I might faint if I don't get some attention soon..."

Y/n and Noé blinked blankly, both not falling for Vanitas's antics. "Your in better shape than these two humans." she sassily stated.

Noé gave a light chuckle. "She does have a point, Vanitas. You're being dramatic again."

"Oh my..." Vanitas purred, tilting his head like a cat ready to pounce. "I am feeling lightheaded, you know." Without warning, he stumbled dramatically toward Y/n—only to be caught mid-fall by her long, fluffy dragon tail. The soft tuft at the end brushed against his neck, making him jolt slightly with a breathy laugh. "Touché. You're cruel, but thoughtful..."