Y/n Law, returning home from Aranearum having dealt with the giga-hell spider train problem. While there, Y/n forms a partnership with a demon to assist in disposing of the train, and the spider-train itself. After proving their strength to him. Fo...
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Crowley: "Just as I'd suspected. Nothing. Not only is your homeland not listed on any map from any point in history. Now, are you QUITE sure that you come from such a place? That wasn't some sort of lie, or jape? Because if so, the only explanation is that you've come from another planet. Or perhaps you were summoned here from another dimension?"
Y/n: "Fuck."
Crowley: "Show me everything that you brought here with you. Do you have some form of identification, a driver's license perhaps? Or even a...shoe? You do seem a tad bit...empty-handed."
Y/n: "Yukkiiiiiii!"
Yuki: "Yes?"
Y/n: "Do you have anything of mine?"
Yuki pats down his pockets.
Yuki: "Phone, Birth Certificate, License, national ID number (SSN), License to Carry Firearms, pepper spray, cash, bandages, painkillers, Flashlight, rope, both kinds, your personal doctor's number, other electronics, leash-"
Y/n: "Wait what?"
Yuki: "With the insane stuff you've done, your father and I agreed it would be safer to keep you on a leash at times."
Y/n pouts.
Charles: "Do-"
Yuki: "Yes. It's called a rocket to the face."
Charles: "Understood."
Yuki: "Knife, water, snack bars, radio battery powered, masks, tools, first aid kit, soap, hand sanitizer, disinfecting wipes, fire extinguisher, sleeping bag, paper, pencils, and fun puzzles for Y/n to solve when bored. We don't need another arson incident."
Y/n: "I wouldn't have committed arson if they weren't shooting at me."
Yuki: "You weren't allowed to touch the flame thrower, knives, guns, and the rocket launcher was what you were allowed to use."
Charles: "She's allowed to use a fucking rocket launcher but not a flamer thrower?! Explain the logic!"
Yuki: "She can't be trusted with fire."
Y/n: "Fair enough."
Crowley: "Well, this is quite the predicament. I cannot have someone with no aptitude for magic bumbling about my magic academy. And yet, as an educator, I am loath to expel a young person without a cent to their name, or any ability to contact their guardian... Truly, my grace is boundless. Hmmmmm... Ah! There is a vacant building on this campus. It was, in fact, used as a dorm a long time ago. With a proper cleaning, it should be habitable enough. Out of the profound kindness of my heart, I will allow you to live there for the time being. In the meantime, we will investigate other ways to send you home. Dear me, but I am a gracious man indeed! A model educator, one might say. Well then, I shall take you to your dorm straight away. It is an older building, but it has plenty of...character, one might say."
