Twisted Wonderland | Mickey's Print

Ghost Marriage (II)

While Idia was taken to who knows where for the umpteenth time against his will that day, the ghost standing guard at the door stared at the group of newcomers in a stupor.

"To think that SEVEN suitors for the princess would show up at once..." He muttered, incredulous at how strange and sudden the situation was, especially now that Princess Eliza had already found a perfect match.

The first of the students to step forward was Vil. It almost looked like he was glistening with the sun and everything. "I am the perfect prince for your princess. Do not accept any paltry substitutes," he presented himself with elegance and self-confidence with a tone of voice somewhat lower than usual and a different speech manner. Everyone was shocked by such a sudden change in behavior, especially Jack. "Prince!?" He repeated, puzzled, while Vil kept talking that way with the ghost.

"I know that she will end up falling head-over-heels for me. Could you please let me come in and meet her?"

Unable to understand the situation, Leona approached Vil. "Hey, who are you and what have you done with Vil?" He whispered. "You're bein' weirder than usual."

"Remember that I'm not just a model. I'm also a professional actor. I'm able to adopt a new role for any situation," Vil responded calmly, keeping his new manner of speech as he moved away from the ghost to avoid suspicion. "If she wants a prince, I'll give her one like the professional I am."

"I don't know, Vil... Even if you're not interested in her, are you okay with tricking her like that?" Jack asked since he never liked the idea of lying to people. "I think you should take love more seriously."

"Aw~. You know how to say wise things, Little Sea Urchin~" Floyd said impressed with a mocking tone, making Jack feel somewhat self-conscious.

"I... I just don't like lying about one's feelings toward someone," the young wolf from Savanaclaw responded as he looked away.

"You are too innocent, dear Jack," Vil sighed, maintaining his role.

"DEAR!?" Jack repeated, now stunned at being called that way.

"This is a competition, a battle between us to charm the Ghost Bride," Vil continued, ignoring him. "And I NEVER hold back in a competition, nothing more."

The others didn't think much of Vil's competitive attitude, but Leona didn't bother hiding the fact that he felt embarrassed by just looking at him. "Ugh, f*cking gross. I'd rather see the usual you over this cheesy show," he growled.

However, Vil didn't even flinch at the insult. "What's wrong, Leona? Are you afraid of losing to me?" He asked with a sly smile, knowing how he would react to that.

"What did you say?" Leona glared at him and turned to the guard angrily. "Hey, ghost! We came all the way here to see your princess, so let us in now!"

Far from feeling afraid, the ghost jumped indignantly. "How dare you talk about Her Highness with such disrespect!?" He exclaimed furiously as he got a grip on his spear. "We have no reason to trust strangers like you. If you are so desperate to see our princess... you have to show me your strength!"

He pointed his spear at the group and it didn't take long for them to understand that it was time to fight. "I guess there's no other choice," Trey sighed as he saw the Leech twins smile sinisterly, take out their magical pens, and get ready for action. As the battle began, the spectators outside Sam's shop watched them through Ortho's projection. "Ugh, we're already starting with fights," Crowley sighed.

"And to think we were going to leave it as a last resort," Riddle added, dejected. "If it is the condition that the ghost gave them, I guess there is no other choice."