Tones of Grey (Lady Lesso x OC)

The Barrier of Love

More or less important A/N: Sooooo, idk why there was a situation with the story. The chapter "Perfect Birthday" was put after "Professor Clarissa Dovey" and "Why her?", whilst it should've been before those. And even when I tried to move it it just wouldn't stay were I put it so I had to reupload a few things. I just realized about that, so some might have read it in a different order (doesn't affect much, but still, for it you were wondering why some things didn't make sense with the timing and so)

After having cleared that up, here you go, the new chapter! (I swear we're getting close to smut)

Sofía's POV:

For a weeklong challenge in Henchmen Training and Animal Communication, first year students of both schools had to take assigned creature sidekicks everywhere they went, except at night. At first, both schools exploded into chaos, with trolls tossing Nevers out windows, stampeding satyrs stealing lunch baskets and animals christening the Good halls with mountains of dung.

"It's a tradition. An attempt at school unity," Professor Dovey said to her Evers, clothespin on her nose. "However misguided and poorly organized."

"Um, have you ever considered... you know... organizing it better?!" I asked while kneeling down as a knife passed flying just above me, where my head had been a few seconds ago.

"Yes, well, there's been some... attempts," the Princess said.

"Each Dean that comes around tries to make it work better the first years they are around. Usually they give up after three," noted Sheeba.

"Lady Lesso and Dovey came around almost at the same time, so when Lesso was about to give up, Clarissa brought up new ideas and asked her for collaboration through the process. Let's just say that attempt was more pitiful than Lesso's. They weren't precisely friends back then," added Anemone.

"Can only Deans propose a change?" I wondered.

"No. But we usually don't get involved. We know it's disastrous, we know it would be a good idea to make it better, but we've seen what those attempts have brought upon the School. No thank you to all that stress," explained the Beauty teacher.

"Well, I might give it a try next year. I'll start planning it and bring the project to them both when it's done," I stated.

Meanwhile we still had to deal with this year's challenge. Castor was scowling at Nevers flitting about the Belfry, under siege by their henchmen. "ONCE YOU GET YOUR HEADS OUT OF YOUR BEHINDS, YOU'LL REALIZE WHO'S MASTER!"

And indeed, after three days, Hester had her baby ogre potty trained and spitballing Evers at lunch, Tedros had his wolfhound waggering behind him, Anadil's python befriended her rats, and Beatrix's fluffy white bunny inspired such love she named it Teddy. (Tedros kicked it every time he saw it.) Even Agatha managed to teach her plucky ostrich how to steal candy without teachers noticing. Sophie, however, found herself with a chubby cupid named Grimm, with bushy black hair, pug nose, pink wings, and eyes that changed colors depending on his moods. We knew his name was Grimm because he wrote it all over Room 66 in her favorite lipstick the first day. On Day 2, he saw Agatha for the first time at lunch and his eyes went from green to red. Then on Day 3, while Yuba taught "Uses of Wells," he started shooting arrows at Agatha, who leapt behind the Forest well just in time.

"CALL THAT THING OFF!" Tedros yelled as he deflected Grimm's arrows into the well with his training sword.

"Grimm! She's my friend!" Sophie shouted.

Grimm guiltily put his arrows away.

On Day 4, he spent all of our classes grinding his teeth in the corner and clawing at the walls.