Twisted wonderland x OP Reader

Dragon Knight (Love on display)

"Fetch some cleaning equipment and get the floor and mirror polished to a shine. Is that clear?" Vil ended up ordering.

"Yes, sir! Right away, sir!" The assistant swiftly bowed and ran off. Problem is the direction he was heading in was the group's.

Y/n put a hand on his forehead before he could run head first into Rook's chest. He was a bit stunned initially "Huh? A- Ah, sorry... I'm so sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone else to be here..." He looked up then.

And... "Neige?|Is that you, Roi des Neiges?!" Y/n and Rook asked at the same time.

"Huh? Rowah...?" Neige was more confused about the French there.

"Excuse me. Why are you making a racket in... Huh?!" Vil frowned upon the scene. But more than the *strangers* he saw there... "Why is my Liebling's hand on your head!?"

"!" Neige's face went red, and he swiftly jumped back and away from Y/n before bowing "Sorry! I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was heading!"

'Still his Liebling, huh.' "It's alright. He didn't actually run into me. Plus de peur que de mal, no harm done."

"I always say it. You are way too lenient, Liebe." Vil sighed softly as he got closer to them "And who are these people?" He gave a look to everyone else.

'Okay. So, he indeed knows me, but not the others. Alrighty then. The best course of action would be-"

"Take a closer look, Vil! See anyone familiar?" Grim leaned closer to him, expecting him to recognize him.

'F*ck.'

"Oh, ick!" Vil recoiled in disgust "What's this filthy stray cat doing here? And on your shoulder?"

"Mrah?! Stray cat?! Don't you recognize us?" Grim frowned.

"Stop talking nonsense... Get off of Y/n. You'll get your dirty fur on their clothes. Shoo! Shoo!" Vil swatted him away.

Rook had to take Grim then as Vil got a handkerchief and proceeded to *wipe the Grim off of her* "I keep telling you you are too soft. Stop allowing people to just touch you like that. Seriously..." He sighed while scolding them.

"Uhm... sorry..." Y/n smiled awkwardly.

"Man, that's cold!" Grim pouted "And after we stayed in our dorm together for that trainin' camp and everythin'..."

"And you still haven't answered to me. Who are these people?" Vil demanded once more.

Silver opened his mouth, but Vil raised a hand to stop him "I was talking to my partner, not you."

The others stayed quiet then, though some frowned.

"I..." 'Gotta conform to the script...' "They are interns..." 'That's how you use that word, right?'

The others gave her looks while Vil raised an eyebrow "Interns?"

"Hm-mm." Y/n nodded "They come from a school and are apparently interested in the industry. I thought they could be useful, plus, I could teach them a lot too." They joined their hands.

"Couldn't you have picked one or two? Why..." Vil glanced at them "4 + a stray cat?"

Grim frowned again, but Rook put a hand over his mouth.

"Heh... Well, two of them want to become knights. So, they're good as bodyguards. The other two learn about cosmetics, hairstyling and fashion. So, they can learn as stylists. And please, stop calling Grim a stray cat."

"Fine..." Vil sighed "But you should at least give them badges, don't you think? Even I thought they were intruders and obsessive fans at first."

"The heat must be getting to you, my queen." Y/n smiled softly and summoned a parasol in their hand, placing it above Vil's head, shielding him from the sun.