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"Man, Malleus is like real baaaaaaddd news," Cater admits, but chuckles after. "Though people could say the same for our dear Housewarden."

[Name] hums as they take a sip of their drink, letting the cold liquid settle down their throat. In the corner of their eyes, they see the said Housewarden, Riddle, making his way to their table. They know if they didn't swallow before, they would have coughed.

"No kidding! He collared me for eating one slice of tart! He had three! Three! All his obsession is outta control!" Ace rants, but winces as [Name] quickly kicks his shin. His head turns towards them with a glare on his face. "Hey! What is that for?!" [Name] shoots him a warning look.

"Shut up!" [Name] hisses at him.

"What the heck?" Ace replies, rubbing his shin.

"Really? My 'rule obsession' is 'outta control', huh?" Riddle asks from behind Ace's seat. It's unclear if he's being obtuse or just selective in his hearing, as he continues his rant. The others around him begin to glance, silently urging him to stop before he digs himself into a deeper hole.

"You bet it is!" Ace replies without a second thought, crossing his arms. "Riddle's just a petty tyrant who leans into the whole 'rules' schtick as a pretext to keep everyone under his puny thumb!"

[Name] slaps their hand on their temple with a sigh. Deuce's eyes widen as Riddle's face begins to glow red from anger. He is clearly not amused by Ace's comments about him.

"Ace! You, like, need to shut up now!" Deuce exclaims in warning.

"Dude!" Ace scoffs at him. "Can't you see I am talking here? Now what was I saying?"

"Behind you!" Deuce interrupts as he shakily points behind Ace.

Now, Ace finally noticed everyone looking at him with a mixture of fear and concern, but not directed at him, rather, for him. He began to chuckle nervously.

"He's behind me, isn't he?" Ace asked. Everyone nods.

"Indeed, I am," Riddle answered too.

"And you heard everything, huh?" Ace slowly looks over his shoulder to see Riddle looking at him with a deep frown, his arms crossed. Ace gives him a shaky grin.

"Yes, I did," Riddle simply answered.

"Hey, Riddle! What's shaking, pal?" Cater babbled to the younger Housewarden who looked unamused by the orange-haired male trying to cover up for Ace. "You're lookin' adorbs, as always!"

"He won't be distracted by a compliment..." [Name] whispers, which Grim and Deuce hear, nodding in agreement.

"He's too mad for that, meow." Grim chimed in.

"Maybe we should leave Ace to face the consequences?" Deuce pitched to the others. Grim nods his head rapidly.

"Nope. You know Ace will bitch at us for that." [Name] remarked as they stacked their plates together, and did the same for Grim, efficiently cleaning up their area. Ace continued to face the consequences of his own making with Riddle.

"Hmph." Riddle scoffs at Cater's statement. "Cater, keep running that mouth of yours, expect to lose it- along with your head too." He glances at [Name]. "Forgive my dorm students, Prefect. It seems I have to make them brush up on their manners."

Ace looks like he sucked on a lemon as [Name] nodded, chuckling awkwardly. "It is fine, Housewarden Riddle. They have been keeping me company as you know of my, ahem, circumstances."

Cater threw a glance at them, and looked at Riddle, his palms pressed together. "Sorry, sorry, Prefect Riddle! It's my bad! I didn't mean anything by it! We were just having a little fun, right Ace?" He nudged Ace, who grumbled but didn't say anything.

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