The Pawn of Ink [Twisted Wonderland Reader Insert]

Prologue [ 5 - 8 ]

After grabbing some essentials and some spare clothes from the staff room and lost-and-found, we walked for a short bit under cold winds of the night; arriving at a drab of a place.

"It's too tasteful."

"It is, is it not? Well then, come inside."

Arriving at the Dorm's Lounge, I was flabbergasted at the amount of dust the place gathered. Crowley placed the box of supplies onto a dusty couch.

"If it's here, you can at least shield yourself from the rain and wind. I'm going to continue investigating some time, so pass time as you like. Don't loiter around the academy! Well then!"

Before I could say anything, he bolted out the door.

"What the-"

I let out a sigh and placed my box beside the one sitting on the couch. Looking at my arms, the burns had completely vanished. I was dumbfounded with this ability but I couldn't do anything but be glad that the burns somehow healed themselves.

I looked around the lounge, preparing myself for a long night of cleaning. "In order to sit down, too, let's clean this place up first."

"Gahー! Why'd it suddenly rain so heavily!?"

I jumped in fright, and I searched frantically before landing my eyes on the hot-headed cat from before.

"Gyahahaha! You look so stupid, like a bat getting hit by water gun! For the great me, to steal back into the academy is easy as pie. They're super wrong if they think I'll give up getting into the academy just by throwing me out for a bit!"

During his long, self-indulgent monologue, I felt like he'll be a pain to constantly listen to: 'He and Crowley seem more alike than I thought.'

"Why do you want to get into the academy so badly?"

Upon hearing my question, his ears perked up and his demeanor became more confident, readying for another tale of himself. I sighed in defeat and decided to listen anyway.

Tho I confess... he looked absolutely adorable then.

"It's a simple story! It's because I am a genius born to become a great magician! I have always been waiting for the time the black carriage would pick me up."

His ears started to dip and flop down. I subconsciously wanted to pat and comfort the guy.

"Even so... even so... Hm, hmph! That Mirror of Darkness also have no eyes! That's why, I came here myself.Those humans don't understand that not letting me in is a loss for them."

His ego got back up, a cocky smile painted across his face. His small arms holding his hips, looking so confident... Honestly, fricking adorable.

"Nyah! Cold! The roof's leaking! Fugya! The water's coming down again! My charming point, the flaming ears, are going to disappear~!"

He got antsy, his arms trying to shield his big head. 'Honestly ador- I'm going to repeat this a lot, aren't I?'

"We have to look for a bucket."

"We can just repair this kind of leak with magic, you know? ...Wait, you can't use magic. Pfft! Useless guy!"

"Then, help me!"

I walked around looking for anything to use as a bucket.

"Huh? Help, you say? No way! I'm just another monster taking shelter from the rain for a bit. There's not even canned tuna, there's no way I'd work for free."

I ignored the cat's comment and headed towards the hallway. Grim scoffed and pouted (adorably again) and stood stubbornly on the lounge floor.

"Let's go find some buckets," I chuckled, the cat turning away in disinterest.