Hungry || Twisted Wonderland x Obey Me || Various x Beelzebub!NB!reader

Chapter 20

"Hmmm. So a mysterious monster was living in the mines," Crowley said as he carefully wiped the ink from (Y/n)'s face. "And the four of you worked together to destroy it, and then brought its magestone back to me?"

"I don't know that I'd call it 'working together.' Considering (Y/n) was the one to kill it," Ace rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke.

"Yeah... Besides, we just happened to share the same goal at the same time," Deuce added.

"Oh gracious... Ohhh... Ohhhhhhhhh!" Crowley began loudly sobbing, stunning everyone.

Not wanting to deal with a childish human-shaped bird, (Y/n) took the ink covered handkerchief and dropped it into the bin beside Crowley's desk. Noticing a sweet scent, the demon followed it and dug around the drawers to find a large pouch of various sweets and candies.

Doing what they do best, (Y/n) ignored the humanoid bird, sat down in the chair and propped their feet up onto the polished wood of the desk. The gluttonous demon began to eat the sweet treats, enjoying the taste and chose to tune into the conversation they had been blatantly ignoring.

"—ay would I join hands with that guy!" Deuce said firmly.

"Okay, one, there was no joining hands. Gross. And two, exactly HOW old are you, Headmage?" Ace asked in disbelief, shocked at the man's behavior.

"At this moment, I am moved beyond words. This incident has proven my hopes were justified," Crowley dramatically spoke. "(Y/n), my dou—wait.."

The Headmage looked around, searching for the tall demon. Turning around, Crowley was stunned by the sight of (Y/n) comfortably seated as his desk, carelessly eating from the pouch of sweets.

"Wha–Hey! Those aren't yours!" As the bird man stomped forward to take the pouch, he was stopped abruptly by a snarl from (Y/n). "Ahh! Nevermind, it's yours now!"

Deuce and Ace had to cover their mouths to muffle their snickering while Grim drooled at the sight of the candy.

"U-umm. Ahem! (Y/n), you possess the talents of a beastmaster!" Crowley declared.

"What talents are those, exactly..?" (Y/n) asked, oblivious to the menacing tone they had used.

"O-oh! W-well, my students have all been selected by the Dark Mirror for their exceptional talent and potential," the man explained. "But great talent begets great pride and big egos. Most are so self-reliant and self-centered that they never even consider cooperating with others."

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing.." Grim mumbled as he jumped onto (Y/n)'s lap.

"But you, (Y/n), were able to convince those two to work together for a common goal. The everyday, humdrum mundanity you possess, despite being a fae, may be exactly what Night Raven College needs!"

'I'm the last person you would call mundane if you really knew who I am..' (Y/n) choose to keep their thoughts to themselves.

"But...none of those words are good things?" Ace whispered to Deuce.

"(Y/n)..." The bird man paused. "I am convinced that people like you are necessary for the future of this school. My educator's intuition tells me so."

As Crowley turned around to face the students behind him (Y/n) fed the flaming kit in their lap some of the candies.

"Trappola, Spade—I hereby revoke your pending explusions!" Turning back to the demon, he continued. "Furthermore, (Y/n)... I am granting you the qualifications necessary to attend school at Night Raven College!"

"WHAT?!" (Y/n)'s ears twitched from the volume.

"You do realize—" The demon sighed, knowing that Crowley would ignore them, "Screw it. Yeah, sure. What do I have to lose?"