Twisted Wonderland 2

I Would Pose a Question

You wander by the empty bases where the statues used to be in your search for Grim. You've asked around but no one has seen the gray cat anywhere. You think of where Grim could possibly be when you feel an arm wrapped around you.

"Bonjour, ma belle!"

You jump, glancing up to see Rook smiling at you. "Geez, Rook! You gave me a heart attack!"

Rook only chuckles. "But what is life without a good scare?"

"No need to tease to her, Rook."

Glancing over, you see Vil walking towards you and Rook.

"This little flower has been through enough already."

"Apologies, Y/N." Rook takes off his hat, placing it to his chest with a dramatic bow. Sometimes I can't help but be caught up in the season."

You let out a laugh. "It's alright. Are you guys enjoying the night?"

"The night has been quite wonderful." Vil smiles to you.

Rook nods "This Halloween has been every bit as splendid as you are, my dear Y/N."

Feeling your cheeks flush, you smile bashfully. "Oh, well, I'm glad."

Vil looks to the empty bases. "I must say, I'm quite relieved. When the statues of the Great Seven were toppled over, I feared that any chance we had of a pleasant Halloween was thoroughly shot. As the chair of the management committee, I was frantically racking my brain for any way we could come back from this. But that wasn't lost on you, was it, Rook?"

Rook shakes his head. "Oh là là! Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined YOU being at a loss. Yet I must say, the sight of you standing tall and unyielding in the face of adversity was a dazzling one indeed."

A couple guest nervously approach Vil. "Hey, um, excuse me..."

Vil tilts his head curiously. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry if we're interrupting, Mr. Schoenheit, but we've been huge fans of yours ever since your child actor days. I couldn't work up the nerve to ask during the stamp tour, but, uh..."

"C-could we please take a picture with you and the mystery girl?"

"Sure!" You say cheerfully.

Vil lets out a small chuckle. "Certainly."

"Omigosh!" The guests squeal.

Vil looks to you with an amused smile. "Now this situation feels familiar. Doesn't it, little flower?"

You laugh. "It sure does."

Rook fawns over sight. "Oh, the spectacle of those nervous fans summoning their courage to finally speak to you... Such beauty makes my heart quiver!"

Vil places a hand to his chest. "My TRUE fans are all well-mannered. Not to mention, I owe our guests the finest experience possible on a once a year occasion like today." Something catches his eye. "Ah. I see Malleus at the table over there."

Rook glances over. "And there's Leona, seated opposite him."

Having being spotted, the two Housewardens walk over.

"Did you need something?" Malleus asks.

Leona groans, rolling his eyes. "Spotted by the worst possible guy." He looks to you. "At least you're here."

Vil gestures to the guests. "We're taking a commemorative photo with some guests. Join us, both of you."

The guests' eyes go wide.