Into the World of Twisted Wonderland Pt 2

👑 The Beautiful Tyrant: Chapter 55 👑

"Off With Your Head!" Riddle shouts to the students, and the familiar heart-shaped collar appears on the students.

"Gaaaah!" They all exclaim as they look at their newly acquired collars.

"The culture fair has barely opened its doors, and already you're picking fights?" Riddle glares at the students. "This is more disrespectful than even breaching the Queen of Heart's rules!"

"Maaaaan! Busted by Rosehearts, of all people..." One of the student groans.

"This is your punishment for besmirching the dignity of Night Raven College. Keep those collars on and think about what you've done!"

"W-we'll get you for this!" The students shout as they run away from the group.

"Are you guys okay?" Trey asks to the group of small boys, with Angel looking at them in concern. "Let me apologize on behalf of our school."

"I-I'm good...Achoo!" Snick says as he sneezes.

"Thank you for helping us," Dominic says with a smile.

Angel curiously looks at the group of small boys. Aw, they're so adorable! She thinks as she looks at them, seeing how they really did resemble kids, though she didn't want to agree with the people before. She looks closer, seeing something off about them. Their ears are pointed. Are they fae? Dominic feels her gaze, making her flinch and embarrassed, almost hoping that they didn't just read her thoughts about how cute they were. Dominic only smiled at her for a gesture of good will.

Grum clicked his tongue. "Yeah, whatever. I coulda taken those guys with or without your help," he says to the group.

"Grum!" Dominic scolds. "Must you do this every time?"

"I take it from your uniforms that you boys go to Royal Sword Academy?" Trey asks Dominic.

"Yes, that's right!" He happily answers.

"Really?" Grim skeptically asks as he walks over to Grum. "You guys are barely taller than me. Are you sure you're not way younger?"

"Are all of you this rude?!" Grum angrily states. "We're pretty tall for dwarfs, I'll have you know. Hmph!"

"Come on, Grum, cut it out," Dominic sighs. "By the way," he says to the group, "have any of you seen four other dwarfs? They're about as tall as we are. We got separated from our group n the way to our dressing room..."

"I'm afraid not," Riddle says. "Would you like me to have the broadcast club page them?"

"Hummmmmm-hum-hummmm..." A slightly familiar voice fills the air, and Angel felt something mess with her hair, making her have no choice but to touch it, only for the feeling to still be there as she feels something on her head. "Looking for someone?" A voice says as she looks up, seeing a familiar head, or more specifically, purple hair and yellow eyes. "I'm the purrfect guy to ask."

"MROOOOW! A floating severed head!" Grim screams in fear at the sight.

"Chenya?!" Riddle and Trey exclaim in shock.

"Oh wait, it's you!" Grim says as he gets a closer look at him. "You're that cat-talkin' weirdo we met in the Heartslabyul garden."

"Heh heh heh," Chenya chuckles as he moves away from Angel, his body becoming more solid with each step. "Is he human? Is he a cat? He's a mysterious and magical fellow. Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker! Thaaat's me!" He greets.

"Ah, Chenya!" Snick happily says, despite his condition. "Have you seen Toby and the others?"

"If you're on the purrowl for your friends, I saw 'em go that way and round the corner," Chenya says as he points towards the coliseum.

"Thanks a bunch," Dominic says. "If you'll excuse us, Night Raven College students!" He and the other dwarfs walk past them, trying to find the rest of their little group.

"See ya around!" Chenya says as they head off.

"You all know each other, huh, Chenya?" Trey asks. "Thanks for stepping in to help."

"Yeah, they're sophomores at my school. I know their names and faces, at least. And I happen to be an excellent guide," he playfully smiles.

"Nice to see you, Chenya," Riddle greets.

"Hey, Riddle! How ya been? I haven't seen you since last year's unbirthday party. You never did drop by over the holidays."

"Yes..." Riddle sadly says, only for a s mile to appear. "I appreciate you reaching out to me, and I apologize for neglecting to get back to you. I'm doing the same as always."

"Chenya, I'm afraid we're still on management committee business," Trey carefully interjects. "Things are pretty crazy right after opening. Mind if we catch up later?"

"You guys certainly know how to stay busy. Okay, I'll get outta your hair!" His body starts to disappear, leaving only a head.

"Chenya, don't use your signature spell to spook any other visitors, okay?" Riddle warns him.

Chenya chuckles. "No promises. Maybe if I'm feeling charitable! Hum-hum-hummm..." His head disappears as he hums, leaving his presence to be unknown.

"Phew..." Trey sighs in relief. "Never a dull moment around here. Let's make the rounds in the east building and wrap this up, shall we?"