༺| 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 |༻

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(A/N: looking back previous chapters, I realized how bad my writing was...And the horrid humor I had back then. So I'm sho sorry for new readers who had to see me saying Y/n has thunder thighs ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ
I guess he does have a bit more meat on his thighs...True to his rabbit blood.)

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When Y/n returned to the building, he had went to the headmaster's office, not to report anything but it was his usual hangout spot.
He entered without knocking, but he didn't immediately go in, just peeked inside...Enough to see where Walberg should be sitting at. But to his consideration, Wahlberg wasn't inside his office. So he decided to do what he does best. Wait for headmaster Wahlberg!

He wondered where Wahlberg had gone, since this was Wahlberg's most frequently visited spot, and to him, Wahlberg barely gets out of his office unless it's something urgent or when he's done for the day.

Y/n hummed a tuneless song, deciding to stop thinking about it and took his trusty hat off. His ears instantly coiled up. He reached to rub them gently, they were a bit sore from a whole day of hiding under the hat...After that, he went to check Wahlberg's drawers, knowing that he keeps a plastic bag of baby carrots and a container of raspberries. His favourites...

He sits on the headmaster's chair like it was his, leg over another while he chewed on his baby carrot,
"You're a tad comfortable here."

"Why wouldn't I be? I live here."

"Don't you have respect for your elderly?"

"Can't hear you."

The shadow huffed, descending back to being Y/n shadow, "Brat." its whisper drifted through the air.
For a couple of minutes, Y/n continuosly eat his vegetables and fruits, forgetting that he was waiting for the old man. And before he knew it, upon reaching for another baby carrot, his hand was met with an empty plastic bag,

I ate all of it?! He screamed internally, realizing that now Wahlberg will know he has been eating all of the secret stash...That Wahlberg was supposed to give him as a treat when he's being good! Now he's not getting any because he's a greedy rabbit .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠'⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠'⁠·⁠.

Y/n's ears flopped, his face held a deadpanned look, and he feels like throwing up.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the office that had startled him. He quickly grabbed his hat and put it on, aware that he was still alone so he had to let the person come in...So he tried his best to put on a Wahlberg impression, "Uhh, you may enter!" He spoke in the deepest voice he could manage, he gritted his teeth in embarrassment.
The door was immediately opened, and he crawled under the desk to hide.
"...Hello?" The voice called out, seemingly looking around at the empty office. Y/n recognized that voice!

Rayne! His eyes lit up, crawling out of his hiding spot and peeked his head behind the desk, "Hey, Rayne!" He waved happily.

"What are you doing here? Where's the old man?" He asked gruffly,

"I don't know...I came to see him but he wasn't here." He tried to stand from where he was at, only to bump his head at the corner of the desk, he held his hat steady and rubbed the spot, "Ow!" He hissed but finally stood up, Rayne gave him no expression.

"Why are you here?" He asked Rayne, walking down towards him, "The headmaster said he needed to talk to me about something, he did say just before lights out but...I came too early."

"What does he want to talk about?"

"None of your business."

"I don't care."