Twst Upon A Time

In A World Of My Own Part 3

AN: You know originally, I just wanted to write short TWST self-indulgent fics of whatever plot bunny infiltrated my head, but then I did this. (What would you even call this? Game dialogue bent to my will but with commentary?) instead... Like dude how do you deviate from the plot you wanted to read this badly? Also been thinking of having the characters give Thorn a nickname but 'Thorn' isn't really a nickname-able name. I thought of one for 'Silvanus' but I don't want to encourage it.

                                                                              A Study In Scarlet Tyrants

                                                                                 In A World Of My Own

                                                                                                Part 3

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"I'd recognize that collar anywhere. It's the same one that psycho stuck on me at orientation! What'd you do to get shackled with that?" Grim eyed Ace's collar.

"I ate a tart." Ace rolled his eyes.

"All that for a tart? How good was this tart?" I mused.

"Yeah, that's it! That's all I did! I was a little hungry, see, so I went down to the dorm kitchen and found some tarts in the fridge. Three whole tarts! Big ones, too!" Ace exclaimed.

☆ FLASHBACK TO THE HEARTSLABYUL KITCHEN ☆

Ace crept down the staircase from his dorm room, silently stepping on the monochrome tiles, determined to enter Heartslabyul's kitchen. He was careful not to bump into any of the misshapen furniture in the dark as he made his way to the fridge. Opening the fridge door he began to rummage through its contents.

"Man, I'm still tired from our little adventure. I missed dinner, too, and now I'm starving!Got anything for me, fridge? ...Whoa, score! Tarts! Those look amazing! And plenty to go around, too! No one would notice if I snagged one teeeeensy little slice, right? Right. Of course not. *munch* Mmph... SO good! I'm in pastry paradise right now!"

"Of course they're good. Trey made them. His tarts are always exceptional."

Wiping the crumbs from his hands Ace continued, "yeah, but I mean... These are CRAZY good! Like, he could sell these at- wait, Housewarden?!"

Riddle stood not so far away from Ace, arms crossed, his stern expression was due to boil over any minute.

"To think that you would think to touch something of MINE... Well, I'm impressed with your audacity, at least. But the Queen of Hearts's rule 89 is quite clear. "Never eat a tart without the Queen's permission." The theft of tarts is a serious crime! Off With Your Head!"