Madder than Hatter [Wattys2017].

_Fairy godmother!_

The Eighteen Act ~

• Kyle POV •

I was standing in front of full length mirror, taking in my looks.

" Who is that dude?! ".

Asking myself this ridiculous question Matt draped a hand on my shoulder then chirped. -That's his majesty the king, see what your fairy godmother is capable of ?! -

" I look d-dashing cool almost handsome?!- Matt interjected me offering his opinion generously, I dusted him off completing.

"Different".

He smirked at my narrow dictionary but I paid him no attention, I was still admiring my looks.

I was wearing dark blue suit with sky-blue necktie, my hair was moped to one side, silver waist belt rapped around me and I wore black shining shoes to complete the set.

But the final touch was the silver mask that covered half of my face, giving me a mysterious look, no one in hell can recognize me; I mean I couldn't even recognize myself!

Matt by my side was wearing black tux and brown tie matching his brown-honey mask.

We were standing inside Ben walk-in closet, and hell it was the same size as my apartment!

Ben, living up to the sleeping beauty nickname was laying in crimson couch wearing an Italian suit and putting both hands above his chest.

if we put him in a coffin and through white flowers on top no one will suspect his death.

- Tempting right?! - reading into my thoughts like usual, Matt said to me smirking.

Wrinkling my nose I retorted. "Very much!".

As much as burying Ben alive seemed like a good idea it wasn't the right time for holding funerals, after all we were heading toward a grand party, to carry out the last crime.

Matt went to the kitchen to prepare a black cup coffee for our dear princess, once again I stood in front of the mirror talking to the man in the reflection.

" today is the final scene after which you have nothing to do with them any longer, you will be free ".

Nodding at the reflection I felt accomplished.

In the mirror I saw Matt twisting his face and telling Ben in stage-whisper.

- The poor guy lost his mind he must never been this handsome before!-

Glaring at him through the mirror.

I shouted. " I can hear you idiot! ".

- You can?! Then great! - smiling cheesily at me I spun around facing him, narrowing my eyes in clear grudge and shame.

Ben was drinking from his coffee grinning like an old drunk man, rolling my eyes at him I muttered.

" that what addiction  looks like ".

Raising an eyebrow at me his grin widened more before muttering incoherently. ' at least I am addicted to drinks not 2 D characters '.

" Hey, Matt tell your friend not to mock my friends ! " .

Matt stood by my side repeating in the same tone.

- Yeah don't dare to mock our friends they are more real than you will ever be! -

grabbing his phone from the glass table, Ben briefly dialed short numbers then talked.

- Mark institution for mental care?! I would like to reserve a suite for two please? yeah .. Their problem is little bit complicated, electric shocks treatment may be needed...yeah ..ahaaa -