Into the World of Twisted Wonderland Pt 2

👑 The Beautiful Tyrant: Chapter 13 👑

A/N: Here's a question for you guys! Which instrument would you play: Drums, Guitar, or Keyboard? (Do know I'm not asking you WHICH ones you play, just asking on a whim if you just want to play it just because) 3/6/24

Three days later, the quartet enter Pomefiore, with instructions for those waiting to be called on for the auditions. After a while of walking and about 2 turns, the four entered the lounge, seeing the familiar beautiful decorations from when they were spying on potential victims from the Spelldrive incident, only this time, they were allowed in. They looked around, with Angel looking at the decorations, seeing that purple and gold covered the place, and if she thought Scarabia's gold plated decorations looked eotic, then Pomefiore's gold plated decorations had more of an elegant feel to the room. She even saw that the chandeliers shined with elegance, giving the room a soft yet powerful glow as they hang beautifully above four. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the walls had little bit of gold trimming, and she never knew purple and gold could make her feel so underdressed as she looks at her uniform compared to the splendid splendor of the fancy couches, tables, chairs, and even the flowers in various corners in the room. Though her attention was drawn to the surroundings, the three looked at the people crowding the place, looking at the scene in shock as various groups of people group up, some going over strategies, some talking, some watching videos, some stretching, and others doing whatever they can to prepare for their audition. "Myaaaah! There's a ton of competition here!" Grim exclaims in shock as he looks at everyone, some looking at the four, only to turn around back to their group and focus on their auditions.

"There's gotta be like fifty people," Ace says as he looks at the crowds.

"O-oh no, I'm tensing up already," Deuce says as she looks at the crowd, panic in his eyes. "I-I th-think I'm b-blanking out on the song lyrics." Angel only nods at the statement. Good thing I didn't volunteer to participate.

"You'll be fine if you just chill," Ace casually says as he sighs.

Footsteps approach the four and they look at the person in front of them, seeing Cater smiling at them. "Ooh, what's this?" He asks curiously. "A2 and teacup and Grim? You guys are here for the SDC auditions too, huh?"

"Hey, Cater!" Grim greets. "Yeah, how about you?"

"Got it in one," Cater says as he looks at the three. He looks to Angel and she shakes her head quickly. "Well, almost got it in one. But yeah, the event's happening at our school, and I hear Vil's gonna be in it this year. What could be cooler than competing on stage against a mega-celeb with five million Magicam followers?"

"Um..." Angel says in thought. "Who's Vil...?" She quietly asks.

The question shocks everyone, excluding Grim, who was also curious. "You don't know who Vil is, teacup?!" Cater exclaims in shock. She shakes her head in a panic, with her feeling that people's stares were heading their way, most of them looking at her in shock at the exclamation and some looking at the group with annoyance for interrupting their practice. "Well, that's to be expected I guess," he sighs. "Anyway, Vil is what I said he is: an ultra mega-celeb with five million followers. He's a model, actor, singer, and he does all this while being a student here. I'm sure you've seen him in some fashion magazines you've read before. He's usually the front cover in most of them."

Angel thinks back, trying to remember anything about him. She remember seeing some magazines with covers of men at the front and in some pages, but just ignored them, not really focusing on the models but the clothes instead. As Crewel taught her, "Don't fall for looks, most beautiful pups have a bad attitudes inside than outside," he told her, meaning that not everyone beautiful person is good because of their looks. "I...don't think so," she says. "I usually just look at the clothes and don't look at the models."