𝐈𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂 - 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 -

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ꨄ︎ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

"Off with your head!"

"MYAH?! What are you doing?!" Grim's tiny little paws went up to his neck, feeling the almost suffocating sensation around it.

"The Queen of Heart's Rule 23: "One must never bring a cat to a formal affair." Your very presence here is a violation of order. You will vacate these premises immediately." said Riddle sternly.

You blinked owlishly, [e/c] eyes eyeing the stern redhead with curiosity. 'Queen of Heart's? The villain from Alice and Wonderland?'

"But I ain't a cat either! Don't try to collar me! I'll burn it right off!" Grim's furious expression was immediately wiped off when he discovered that he can't use his magic. "Huh... Wh-what gives? My fire ain't workin'!"

You cocked an eyebrow, looking at Grim as if he was some sort of unknown species. He says he's not a weasel, and he denies that he's a cat. If that's the case, what is he then?

"Until I deign to remove that collar, you won't be using any magic. You're naught but a pet cat now." Riddle's lips curled up into a mocking smile, his steely half-lidded eyes filled with ridicule. His adorable face did not at all help make his expression any less terrifying.

"M-meoWHAT?! I ain't nobody's pet-NOTHING!" cried Grim.

"Oh, you've nothing to worry about there. I certainly have no interest in having you as a pet. The collar will disappear once you're removed from campus." And he can be harsh, good, good to know.

Azul let out a laugh, "Good show as always, Riddle. You're signature spell locks down any magic. It's quite handy. I've just GOT to have it- ah, I mean, I've just got to have respect for it."

A chill went down your spine as you shuddered at the cold feeling that passed through your body. 'I sense a red flag.'

All of a sudden, Crowley's aggravating voice filled your ears. He put his hand on your shoulder as he turned you around to look at him, "[Y/n]! Was I not clear that you are expected to take responsibility for your familiar?
Now discipline your-"

The sharp sound of skin hitting skin echoed throughout the room. You had slapped Crowley's hand off of you, quite harshly might I add. Even though he wore gloves Crowley could still feel the slap as he quietly winced. Taking a few step back, you felt your frustration and patience reach its peak with this man.

"Oh for the love of- How many times must I tell you that that cat is not my familiar?! I have told you many times before we came into this room that Grim holds no relation to me. I don't even have a familiar in the first place. Are you having problems with hearing or are you just too busy thinking of how "gracious" you are?" Emphasizing the word gracious with a satire-filled voice, your fierce glare on him made Crowley feel somewhat small.

Your outburst had not only surprised Crowley, but it had the students around you taken aback too. Were you just hearing things or did you actually hear a few of them snicker?

The headmage seemed embarrassed as he spoke in a hesitant voice, "Oh... is that so?"

He coughed into his fist as an attempt to wave off the shame he was feeling, "Then I shall have it expelled from campus. I shall even spare it from being served as dinner. My, but I AM kind. Someone take this away, please."

You quietly scoffed to yourself, 'You're the headmage, yet you did nothing to help capture that cat, absolutely nothing to ensure these students' safety, and now you're asking them to take the cat away?' "Idiot." you grumbled, you were already in a bad mood, brought to a strange world with no permission from you, and almost everything seemed to aggravate you right now.