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e p i s o d e 1 - v

“Oh, hey there, Riddle!” Cater brightly greeted. “Looking super cute today!” He was smiling widely, while Riddle isn't.

Riddle huffed. “Keep talking like that and it will be off with your head, Cater.”

“Come on now, please go easy on me.” The orange head third year sweatdropped.

“Wah! This is the guy who put that weird collar on me during the Opening Ceremony!” The dark furred cat pointed at the small Prefect.

Riddle's attention snapped to the cat. “You two are the ones who caused a ruckus yesterday, weren't you?” He glared at Ace and Grim. “Also, would you refrain from referring to someone’s unique magic as ‘a weird collar’? Good grief, the Headmaster is too soft. Letting someone off the hook for not following the rules once will break the foundation. All those who don’t follow the rules should just say goodbye to their heads.” He rambled on.

Ace leaned towards you and Deuce. “His words definitely don’t match his cute face…” He whispered, side viewing the rambling Prefect.

“Unfortunately.” You whispered back, Deuce nodding along with your statement.

Ace leaned back to his chair whilst Riddle still rambled.

“The Headmaster may have forgiven you, but the next time you break the rules, I won’t let you off so easily.”

Ace raiser his hand, stopping Riddle's rambling for a second. “Uhm, excuse me but is there any way that you can remove the collar, Prefect?” He questioned.

The red head male huffed. “I was thinking of removing it once you’ve repented, but judging from what you said a while ago, it seems like you’ve yet to do so.” He shrugged. “I’ll have you walk around like that for a while longer. You don’t have to worry. The 1st years’ lessons are focused more on classroom learning rather than magic training. If you can’t use magic, then something like yesterday’s ruckus should be impossible. It’s perfect, isn’t it?” The red haired perfectionist smirked slightly. “Now, if you’re done eating, hurry and go to your next class. Rule number 271 of the Queen of Hearts law, ‘You must not spend more than 15 minutes sitting at the table after you’ve eaten’. You know what happens when you break the rules, don’t you?”

The male in question sighed. “Another weird rule…”

“Answer me with, ‘Yes, Prefect!’”

“Yes, Prefect!” Ace and Deuce shouted aloud, earning them a few looks from the students surrounding your table.

He nodded at them. “Good.”

“Now, now. I’ll see them off, don’t worry.” Trey intercepted, calming down the situation, like the real mom friend that he is.

Riddle huffed. “Hmph! You’re the Vice Prefect, so you better do your job properly. As stated by the Queen of Hearts'  Rule number 339: ‘After-meal lemon tea should have nothing more or less than 2 sugar cubes in it’, in order to protect that rule, I shall need to buy more sugar cubes at the school store. I’ll be taking my leave now.” He started to walk away mumbling to himself. “Good grief, the sugar pot running out of sugar cubes is a capital crime…”

Cater breathed out slumping down onto the table, arms stretched forward. “Man, that was scary…”

“He’s really lookin’ like a bad guy now.” Grim grumbled.

“Hey, that’s very rude!” Deuce scolded, only to get ignored by the cat.

“Did the Prefect leave…?” A random student from the Heartslabyul dorm asked.