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We've lost all self-control. Long live self-indulgence.

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The Student—Book 1, Chapter 2

The Student / The Grounds Keeper (2) / The Nurse (3) / The Student (4) / The Grounds Keeper (5) / The Nurse (6) / The Student (7) (You're here!)

“... Hm.” The cafeteria buffet looks like an allergy nightmare. Was I supposed to bring my own lunch? Shit… “... Excuse me, are there any gluten-free options? I have an allergy.”

The response is predictable. “Um… lemme ask—Chet! Chet, do we have any gluten-free options?!”

“The salmon plate!”

“I will have that, then.” I already know I’m never eating here again when I have to ask the cafeteria ghost to change his gloves.

“Hey, Raye, get me the grilled chicken! And an omelet! And that jelly-filled bread!” Grim cheers. “Seriously, go crazy, I want, like, twelve of them!”

“Okay, hand me a tray and I’ll get it.”

“Mrah? Why can’t you just stick it on the one you have?”

“Because wheat flour shreds my internal organs.” I state with all seriousness. It gets the point across, and the tray is given. “Thank you.”

“Okay, is there an empty table, or… ?”

“Hey, over here, we got seats!” Cater waves at us.

“Oh, heyyyy, Cater!” Deuce laughs sheepishly. “It’s cool, we’ll find—hey, wait, Raye!”

“ ‘Sup, CayCay.” I plop myself at the table. Ace and Deuce need the lore drop, and I don’t wanna walk anymore. Also, gotta meet the big brother. “I’m Raye.”

“Trey Clover. Nice to meet you.” He smiles warmly. “How’s the dorm been treating you all right? Ramshackle… Mmm… Well, it’s a very old building, is all.”

“It’s tolerable for now. But I’m definitely looking for ways to fix it up, so if you hear about any side jobs or have things you don’t want or need anymore…” Grim tries to talk with his mouth full. “Empty your mouth first, honey.”

He does so in one swallow. “Hey, so you know how your guys’ dorm looks like a castle? What are the other ones like? Are they just as cool?”

“You’ve seen the giant statues of the Great Seven out on Main Street, right?” I tune out a lot of the conversation because I’ve played enough of the game to know what all the dorms are like. It’s going to be a lot of fun to see them in person, though! … Up until crap hits the fan, of course.

“Look, there they are now.” What? Oh, Cater’s pointing at the table with the Diasomnia boys. Sans ‘Hornton’, of course.

“Wait, is that a little kid?” Ace asks.

“Technically… you can skip a grade and enroll here young,” Trey said. “But no, he’s not a kid. He’s in the same class as me.”

“Lilia.” I jump as I hear his voice in my ear and snap my head around to meet his eyes. He’s hanging from the ceiling like he was in the game. “Lilia Vanrouge.”

“... Nice to meet you.” Lilia was cute in the game. He was pretty in the anime.

He’s giving me a near heart attack in person. I thought his eyes were crimson, but now that I see them in person, crimson is the wrong word. Mulberry, maybe.

“Likewise, my fair lady.” He lands on his feet like a cat, blazer fluttering ever so slightly with the movement. I’m thinking it’s totally like him to be so dramatic when he takes my hand and kisses it.

… With how chaotic he is, and the lack of women in this series, it’s easy to forget he’s also a gentleman. I don’t even have time to process his bow-kiss combo before he’s moved on to teasing the others about his age.

Of course, they're a little focused on something else the old bat said.

“Dude, why'd you call him a ‘fair lady’? There's no girls here.” Ace asks.

… Uh oh.

“Oh, so your pronouns are he/him?” Cater asks, looking at me.

“... No,” I answer after a moment. “Lilia did, in fact, gender me correctly.”

“Oh, okay! Side note, how come the Headmage let you stay even though—”

“W… wait!” Ace sputters. “Raye, you’re a girl?!”

“...” Deuce’s mouth won’t close. And he’s turning redder by the minute.

“Oh, that makes sense,” Trey hums, adjusting his glasses. “I was wondering why you reminded me of my sister.”

“Oh my—I can’t believe I acted like that around a lady!” Deuce recovers just to hunch over and hide his face.

“Wait—are you three saying only Lils and I knew Raye’s a—?”

“Apparently.” I sigh deeply. “I didn’t realize this uniform made me look that androdynous…”

“Dude!!” Ace hisses. “How did you convince the Headmage to let you stay here?!”

“And where am I supposed to go??” I ask him. “I legally don’t exist in Twisted Wonderland. … Also, I’m not sure he even knows.”

“...” Everyone considers this now. Does he know and didn’t comment, or is he as dumb as some of his students? Honestly, it’s a complete toss-up.

“... Anyways—” I start the conversation again, turning to—oh nevermind, he’s gone. I turn towards the Diasomnia table and wave. “Nice to meet you, bat man!”

I didn’t say it too loudly, but he turns to grin at me and wave anyway. Silver and Sebek both glower at me.

I am undeterred.

“How did he move across the room so fast… and how did you know he would hear you?” Deuce asks.

“He’s a fae,” I shrug like it’s obvious, even though I know knowledge of the Fair Folk is probably not common.

“Yeah, Diasomnia is full of odd ones,” Trey chuckles.

“And their housewarden, Malleus, is worse, if you can believe that,” Cater says, and I have to bite my tongue because I’m not supposed to know anything about this sweet baby boy.

There’s theories on why the Overblots occurred this year. Why I was pulled from my world during this time. Why Grim is here. I have no idea if any of them are true.

But if there’s a person behind all of this, I cannot let them know I know what’s happening.

So I don’t say a word when I notice the dark spots in Riddle’s magestone. I couldn’t stop it if I tried, anyway.

I do, however, speak up when I feel the telltale itch in my throat that indicates I’ve consumed gluten. 

Shit. “... Where’s the nurse’s office?”

[chaoscouncil25]

The Nurse Part 2

I guess this is how we're going to be labeling our chapters now. This was not my idea. Nor do I know where I'm going with my storyline until someone sends Riddle to the nurse's office. Or Softie. Whoever comes first, I suppose. -Pinky

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I sucked in a breath, looking at the small dingy room the school staff had given me to work with. It was supposedly my new office. The nurse's office, I mean. Crewel decided it was best for me to get a feel for what would soon be my work station before my real work started.

It... wasn't much.

There were all sorts of bottles lining the walls, with a small stash of folded cloth on the table on the far wall. There was a dusty bed on the side with a single flat pillow and a lone chair by the door.

I grimaced and sneezed again.

"Does no one clean here?" I blurt, stumbling over to the window to open it up and get some fresh air. Pain laced every step, and I had to bear my weight on the wall before I fell.

"We haven't needed the nurse's office in a while," Crewel said impassively. He was bored. The nerve. "At least you're not immediately being put to work, seeing as you only arrived yesterday. I take it you slept well."

I did not. I bit my lip and looked away.

The room I was given was surprisingly opulent. It felt straight out of a fairy tale with high ceilings, a canopied bed, elegant furniture, and a large enough tub that I could swim around if I wanted to. The bath I took to help my nerves felt heavenly; everything that followed ruined it further.

Aside from learning that I hardly looked like myself, pink hair, scales, a TAIL that emerged once I was fully submerged in the tub, and a gross inability to pronounce my given name, I was once again bowled over by the pain that followed once I got out of the water.

It hadn't gone away since.

"Right, well..." I took a deep breath. "I'm... thankful for your generous hospitality."

Crewel got a strange look in his eyes, regarding me with what I could only assume was contempt. He was leaning on the doorway, studying me. I didn't care for it. A click of his tongue later, and his gaze turned impossibly colder.

I bristled but said nothing. It wasn't my fault the headmaster saddled him with making sure I was settling in. It sure felt like he blamed me, though.

"You're welcome." He said, voice quieter than before. Another beat passed before he pushed himself off the doorway and turned to leave. "If that is all-"

"Wait!" I blurt, pushing myself off the wall as well. My knee nearly gave out, but I caught myself before Crewel could move to catch me again. "This can't seriously be everything! No bandages? No painkillers? Am I even allowed to give the students painkillers? Just a dingy bed in a closet? This is seriously all that this school has?"

"I'm aware it's not... ideal." He said, looking me over once more as I righted myself. "But like I said, there was never a need for a nurse before. Most students can use their own magic to heal their own injuries, and you can heal them just the same as you healed Ashton-"

"I don't think that was me!" I cried out, panic on my face clear as day. I hated this. I hated getting emotional. I could feel it coming. This felt like too much and too little for too long. Everything was wrong. "I've never done magic before! I don't know why I'm here! I don't know how I did that! I don't know what to do!"

"Oh, for heaven's sake." Crewel grabbed my shoulders and sat me on the bed, kicking up a healthy plume of dust between the two of us. "I can make you some healing potions. I will also make an order for newer, cleaner cloth for bandages and the like. Ok? Quit fussing. This isn't ideal for anyone. Just... don't ...cry."

I took another deep breath. Healing potions. Right. He... He was the potion teacher. He knew how to do that. That was ok. That... That would help a lot, actually.

I felt my hands shaking, but I nodded. "...Right. I-... Thank you. Again. I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. This is... This is too much. I don't mean to unload on you."

"...When was the last time you ate something?"

"...huh?"

"You know? Food." He leveled me with an unimpressed stare, the grip of his hands on my shoulders tightened almost imperceptibly. "It occurred to me that I hadn't seen you in the mess hall at either meal time, neither yesterday nor this morning."

I stared intelligently at him for a moment. "...I don't know what that is."

"You bumbling fool." He groaned and shook his head. It messed up his hair, and I had to grip the dusty bed tighter to keep myself from impulsively fixing it for him. "No wonder you're all out of sorts. Fine. I will also show you where the mess hall is. Breakfast is served at seven. Lunch is served at noon. Dinner is at six, sharp. Don't be late. But if you are, there is also the staff lounge to the right of the mess hall, where you can get tea, drinks, and an assortment of snacks."

"...oh..."

"Come on." He grumbled, guiding me back to my feet. I winced again, my ankles nearly rolling from under me. Crewel hissed again, wrapping an arm around my waist to keep me steady. "Whatever spell you're using to maintain this land form isn't strong enough. It's going to give the students a bad idea to see you flinch with every step. It won't get you much of their respect to see you weak."

"I don't know how I'm-"

"Yes, yes, yes." He cut me off, moving us together with a strong confidence about him. "I will also find a way to help stabilize your form. Happy? Goodness, you're absolutely helpless, aren't you? Must I do everything for you?"

"I'm not asking you to do anything for me." I hissed back. Genuinely hissed. Fangs bared and all. It took me by surprise, and given that he seemed just as confused, I knew that it showed on my face. I grimaced internally, turning away from him as we walked.

A beat of silence.

"...But I appreciate it anyway," I grunted, a low rumble in my throat. Another new thing that wasn't completely in my control. I was going to have to figure out this new body and STAT.

I saw his mouth open to retort, but I didn't want to shoot myself in the foot any more than I already had. "And I really liked the room I was given... It was... pretty... I felt like a princess."

Another beat of silence.

The murmuring of chattering students grew louder in the distance, signaling our impending destination.

I sighed. I've made a mess of everything, haven't I?

Crewel let go of my waist. His hand fisted, squeaking the leather of his gloves as he put distance between us.

"...You're welcome."

[chaoscouncil25]

Everyone say thank you pinky for making this blog livable. -Enno

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The Grounds Keeper Part 2

The Student / The Grounds Keeper (2) / The Nurse (3) / The Student (4) / The Grounds Keeper (5)

I hate the owner of this body.

Looking through the stuff they left behind it seems they knew this was going to happen and at least wrote me a small journal of notes to keep. So yay. I have magic and know how to use it in theory.

Down side.

Now I have to make sure students don’t die. I did get to see each dorm to have a vibe of what their suppose to be about but from what I can tell my job is to make sure the boys are up keeping their spaces and the portals are working.

We went in book order at least and the house wardens seem to be made aware of my exists.

Which.

Fun.

Didn’t want that.

Coming into Heartslabyul I think I literally just missed Deuce going to get Ace, as the Trio (Quadruple?) . Weren’t here. But Cater is.

He was painting the roses before class, which wasn’t the best time to do it given… class… and he was in his dorm uniform not school uniform. “Do you need help?” I asked walking over just so I could maybe get some tea.

The poor kid looked shocked when I came over “Wha- Oh! It’s you. You’re like the new teacher yeah?” He steps back from what he was doing.

“Grounds keeper but yes. Do you need help? You should be getting ready for class.” I reminded Cater that school was starting in 1 hour. “I am still getting used to the lay out but I can help.”

Cater had the audacity to laugh and wave me off. “Oh! No it’s totally okay. I have it handled. This is a job that our House warden assigns.” He made a point to use magic to finish one rose bush out of… a lot. I was too lazy to count. “See! Easy enough and besides I can ask freshmen to help.”

Right, right, the story has to continue. “Alright. I’ll continue on my way then.” I said leaving him and I head off as I still wanted to check in on Riddle and the state of the dorm.

He wasn’t there.

Shit.

Frick.

And I didn’t have the social ability to approach anyone else. My next guess was maybe he was at Horse Riding club. Sport clubs sometimes have morning practice….

Where are the stables.

“Archivist Evan.” The voice of the Malleus Draconia made me jump. “It’s been a while.”

“Christ!” I spun around to look at the fae prince who seemed to be happy to see me. He was accompany by his usual group. I honestly didn’t expect them to walk through Main Street but given Sebek and Silver cant teleport… actually it makes sense. “Hello Malleus. Did you need me?”

Malleus didn’t even get the chance to speak as Sebek had already exploded, as he stepped infront of his lord. “How dare you speak so informally to my liege!”

I stared at Sebek and Silver as it clicked that I have completely missed Riddle in his dorm.

Ignoring my internal screaming, Lilia, who my notes said I did know, lets out a small chuckle as he pokes the crocodiles cheek. “Fufufu now Sebek. This Fae is the witness to our world, Evan Callisto? Was that the name you picked now?” He asked looking back at me, smirking like this was the best entertainment in his life.

I shrugged “as it stands thats my name. But don’t treat my being here as a warning.”

“Of course Of course.” Lilia floated over patting my head. “A student from a different world shows up, we have our first female teacher and little old you just happened to show u- Whoops!” I had swatted at the bat as he was being annoying. “You missed. Getting rusty?” That dumb giggle. That stupid smirk. He is being like an annoying pest.

This guy…

Before I come at Lilia again silver finally spoke up. “Uh… We are going to be late for class.”

“Someone sensible. Finally.” I grumble. “You boys go on a head don’t be late. Lilia screw off though I hope your day is horrible.”

That made the older fae burst into laughter. “We will just have to catch up! Come by Diasomnia at some point~.”

I am going to kill this man before the plot does.

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The Student — Book 1, Chapter 1

Note: Enno and I headcanon Riddle has Celiac, which will be mentioned in this chapter - Softie

The Student / The Grounds Keeper (2) / The Nurse (3) / The Student (4) (You're here!) / The Grounds Keeper (5) / The Nurse (6) / The Student (7)

OW.

So the plot thought it would be funny for Grim to kick me in the face trying to wiggle free to go after that magestone. Naturally, he ate it before I could get back up.

And now I have a black eye, made worse by the fact I wear glasses. Thankfully, those didn’t break.

There’s probably a lesson I’m supposed to be learning here, but I’m not going to. I don’t want to fight my best friend and roommate in the future! I already have to fight six housewardens and a vice housewarden…

Oh, and there’s also the dreams. The classic Disney movie dreams that are relevant to what’s happening in the waking world. I forgot about them until I dreamt of card soldiers painting roses.

Oh, Alice in Wonderland! One of my favorite movies. … Wait—

I start awake when I hear knocking. I think I’m imagining it until I hear it again.

“Myaah… it’s the middle of the night. Who is that? The ghosts messing around?” Grim yawns as he trudges after me.

“Oh, wait, I think it’s…” I sigh and call out. “Who is it?”

“It’s me. Ace. Just let me in, all right?”

I try to act surprised when I open the door to reveal the collar.

“I’m joining your dorm, Raye. For good.”

“... Dude, what’d you do?” I ask as I let him in.

“I ate a piece of tart.”

“What, that’s it?” Grim asks as he hangs off one of the couches I cleaned off.

I can see the flashback from the anime and the game playing simultaneously in my head, so I already know he’s totally in the wrong for eating that slice. Duh, people were going to notice that missing.

And then Ace mentions a detail left out of both.

“I mean, how was I supposed to know those were made ‘gluten-free’ or whatever?!”

“... What?” I ask, snapping my head to Ace.

“I dunno, apparently Riddle has some kind of disease that means he can’t eat gluten or dairy?” Ace shrugs.

“HE HAS CELIAC?!” I exclaim. “Oh my gosh. Ace. You ate literally the only tart he can have without dying.”

“...” Ace swallows. “... So… You’re not on my side for this?”

“I have gluten intolerance." I frown. “If you ate my specially made tart, I would do worse than bind your arms and legs metaphorically. Also, those tarts were clearly for a party. You are completely in the wrong here. So you’re apologizing tomorrow morning.”

“But—!”

“Tomorrow.”

“All right, all right! But you’re coming with me!”

---

... Something weird is happening.

There's... people that weren't in the game I'm noticing. Which, yes, everyone outside the main cast pretty much went unnamed and unmentioned, but this isn't that.

Instead of simply meeting Cater and getting tricked into painting roses red, I see someone in the background... running around with Riddle's crown.

What?

"Oh hey! You're, like, the prefect of Ramshackle, right?"

"Uh—" I blink. "Yeah. Who's that?"

"Oh, her? She just transferred to Heartslaybul." Cater laughs. "Totally hates the rules. She's made it her mission to exploit every loophole possible. Housewarden is losing his mind." "... Oh." Oh no. Who is that? Why are they pissing off Riddle on purpose? DON'T THEY KNOW WHAT HAPPENS?!

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I finally finished the banner and icon for this blog. I hated drawing Vargas. Never let me do that again. - Enno

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.....so sorry about that.

It'll probably happen again 😅

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You'll never believe what happened

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Fun fact I only do tumblr on mobile so I am laughing at you. - Enno

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.....so sorry about that.

It'll probably happen again 😅

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You'll never believe what happened

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I can’t say for sure that these yanone are the inspiration for Bard’s black arrow in The Hobbit, but either way, they’re really cool!

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I’m being yelled at for not following the blog but the apparently I just don’t get the option to. - Enno

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The Nurse

Third Author here! My twist is that I actually know next to nothing about the game/series so my journey is playing out simultaneously throughout the other two. Please enjoy -Pinky

First Part/ Previous Part

"Where am I?" I groaned, lifting my head. My hand brushed through my hair. My skull was pounding. I don't remember how I got here.

I should have been on top of the pavement, asphalt, and concrete. No, I was on top of carpet and tile. It was dark and cold.

I sneezed.

"Such dreadful manners." A man hissed above me.

I looked up. My limbs felt heavy and sore. Pink hair fell over my hair and I gasped, shock bypassing the stranger in front of me entirely. I pushed myself up, trying to get to my feet.

Sudden pain spiked under my feet. Despite wearing shoes, it was as if I were barefoot walking on shards of glass. My knees gave out, feeling extraordinarily weak.

The man caught me. Fur tickled my nose and my cheeks. The texture felt strange as well. Brushing the fur away, I realized I had scales on my skin instead.

Everything new and unfamiliar crashed into me at once. Panic began to rise along with the familiar burn of bile in my throat. My heart rate rocketed up, and I choked for air.

"This isn't happening," I whispered. "This can't be real. What kind of nightmare is this?"

"Well, you're certainly out of sorts, aren't you?" The man said, disdain switching into a more concerned, if judgmental, tone. I finally got the sense to look at him.

Black and white hair, a black-and-white striped coat, the most stormy gray I had ever seen. His expression was nothing short of unimpressed. "Can't find your land legs, hm?"

"I... beg your pardon?" I managed. My whole body felt dry, unfamiliar. "Can you tell me where I am?"

"Perhaps." He all but dropped me. I managed to catch myself and stood on my own. Fire licked in my veins as lightning struck every nerve ending, but I tried to breathe past the pain. It was a welcome distraction to the panic ever bubbling up inside me. "If you can tell me your name, Pinky."

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Well, that was an untrue statement. A bubble popped into existence when I tried to speak my name. I tried again and again, but bubbles gently floated around us instead.

"Pinky, it is." Said the man, waving his hand dismissively, not caring for the current strange turn of events.

I gulped. There were worse names, I suppose. "S-sure... Go ahead."

"We'll have to escort you to the headmaster." He said, motioning me to follow.

Dread pooled in my stomach, the pain with every step unable to be ignored. I followed slowly, trying to hide my actions by taking in the surroundings around me instead.

The hall was nothing short of gothic. Candles and mirrors, grand archways and stained glass mosaics- It was beautiful... if eerie.

"What's your name?" I asked him instead. Silence. Fill in the silence. Don't let anyone see weakness.

"I am Professor Crewel De Vil." He arched an eyebrow. "And before you ask," ignoring that I already did, "this is Night Raven College, an all-boys academy for talented young mages. But I'm sure you knew that already."

...I didn't know that...

"Crewel!" A tall, lanky man with a crow's mask followed by another more bulky, muscular fellow cornered us almost instantly. "We've been searching all over for you. The students were beginning to wonder where- oh, hello."

Their eyes darted to me. The muscular man whistled and winked. "A sight for sore eyes. Not often the fish folk come above water to mingle with the land lovers."

I couldn't hide my astonishment if I tried. "...huh?"

"Ashton Vargas! At your service!" He stuck his hand out. There was a bandage on it, a bit of the blood from under it seeping through a this point.

I eyed it warily and naturally, he noticed. "Nothing to be concerned about! A big, tough and terrific man like me can handle anything!"

"...Right..." I took it dumbly. He all but crushed my hand, shaking it, nearly toppling me over in the process. "I'm-"

"We're calling her Pinky." Crewel rolled his eyes. "I found her trespassing in the main hall. I was just about to bring her to you, Headmaster."

"Trespassing-!?" I squeaked, turning to Crewel in minor betrayal. "No! That's not what happened at all!"

"Well, another from beyond **did** happen to arrive shortly before you." The man in the crow mask mumbled to himself. "I am Crowley, headmaster of Night Raven Academy. I shall have to look at the portals. Something is surely amiss, Miss Pinky."

"My name is-" Another bubble floated between us all. I hissed to myself, nearly cutting my tongue on sharper-than-usual fangs. I shut my mouth at once. I needed to get to a mirror pronto.

"Hey! Look at that!" Ashton ripped off his bandage. He laughed triumphantly. He turned to me with nothing short of a smirk. "All healed! You have my thanks, little lady."

I sucked in a breath. "That wasn't m-"

"A healer." Crowley cut me off, nothing short of awe in his voice. "I have a brilliant solution! Why don't you work as the school nurse while we recalibrate the portals once more? A short-term solution, I assure you. It would only be for a few days. A few weeks, or a month at most. The portals are finicky and temperamental after a while, and we've had a rather large influx of new students. Speaking of, the new years tend to be wary of their magic, causing all manner of injuries, and we're frankly understaffed."

Panic flurried in my heart for a separate reason entirely. Have I no say here? I still haven't remembered where I was before all of this! I scrambled to explain myself, to explain the context, to get any sort of word in. "But I can't do magi-"

"Splendid!" He cut me off again, wrapping an arm around my shoulder as he led me through the hall. His grip was stronger than I anticipated, and despite digging my heels in, he pulled me along anyway. "I'll bring up the paperwork. Crewel, set a room for the mer, would you? Something to make her comfortable during her stay."

I heard a long, suffering sigh behind. "As you wish, headmaster."

"Excuse me?" I said breathlessly, ignored entirely by all three men.

What on earth was going on?!

[chaoscouncil25]

The Grounds Keeper

Part 1

Author Note: This will be a story that is written by three people, with a different POV. - Enno

Now. When I wrote in the lore for my avatar. I said there was an Enno in every universe to witness the story. I MEANT IT IN THE FOURTH WALL SENSE.

But no.

Here I stand in Crowley’s office after passing out from playing a different game. I understood why I am here. I don’t understand why I got freaking ISEKAI’D INTO ANOTHER ME’S BODY.

Hearing the crow man ramble on about the failed ceremony, about an otherworldly student getting into NRC. Which. No shit. Why else am I here?

“I am afraid you coming to our humble school is a sign for future troubles, is it not?” Crowley asked and i finally came back from spacing out. “Must you be here?”

I sighed. “As much as I wish to not be here, only a few people know who I am yes? I am sure my presents wont be acknowledged.” I assumed that only the fae really know who I am. Similar to how Lilia and Crowley only knew about the watchman of the underworld. It’t not like it’s a well known fact.

“Still I don’t think we can have you as a student.” He argues once more and thats fair. He is already ‘supporting’ one student for free.

“I can be the grounds keeper. I have the ability to influence and care for nature.” I offered an alt situation as I didn’t want to be a student. Given when taking the tests I purely only got Pomefiore and I would rather not.

Crowley seems to like that idea as that got him to perk up and think about it. “Well… I suppose we are in need of one. This way you can also observe the students just incase something happens.” He said seeing my thought process. Pacing around his office to do more thinking. I could practically see the gears struggling. “Alright. Then you will be the grounds keeper. You will be in charge of the ghosts and help them with their everyday tasks. Would you like to stay with the teachers?”

Huh?

The teachers had their own place?!

AND WE GOT RAMSHACKLE?

“Thats… Fine thank you.” I spoke quietly, choosing to be grateful for the accommodations.

There was a part of me that was regretting agreeing to this. I didn’t exactly knew what the owner of the original body was doing. Crowley had to go sort out something in the courtyard which RIP Yuu it was nice knowing you going into the mines. I was handed off to Trein who lead me to the halls of mirrors passing a very burnt Queen of hearts. Which made the old history teacher sigh and shake his head.

“Children..”

“Is that… normal?” I asked walking besides him.

“Our students are a bit… Rambunctious.” Trein didn’t seem to want the small talk. Lucious seems to be purring up a storm though in his arms. I really want to pet that cat. “Oh yes. Other than yourself we do have a new nurse. We will have other staff to help you both get to your stations, but if you have any overall questions don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Of course, thank you.”

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The Student

I didn't add this before, but hi! I'm Softie! I'll be one of the rotating authors for this series. See you next chapter! - Softie

The Student (You're here!) / The Grounds Keeper (2) / The Nurse (3) / The Student (4) / The Grounds Keeper (5) / The Nurse (6) / The Student (7)

“I’m Samantha.”

“Samansa?” Ace looks at me, brows furrowed.

“Yeah, Crowley and Grim did that too… just call me Raye. It’s my middle name. And for the record, I’m not anyone’s hench-anything…”

So… it’s a long story as to how I got here. I don’t remember how it started, but I woke up in a coffin, got chased around by a demon cat who swears he’s not a cat, then was forced to attend a magic school… as a magicless human.

Welcome to Twisted Wonderland. I am taking the place of Yuu, the main character. Which is fine by me, really… Except I’ve played the game up to Book 6, so I know what’s in store for me.

These poor boys. They don’t have a single clue how rough this school year is about to be.

“So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scar in the eye a famous ruler, too?”

“Of course!” I have to bite my tongue when I look at Scar, because Ace is calling him a hard worker and a lion who treated hyenas like equals, and… no. Not at all. But this is Twisted Wonderland, and everyone believes that the villains were good people and actually had good reasons for what they did… Well, actually, Maleficent had an excellent reason, and she really could’ve done worse to Aurora. Oh, hey, Ace and Grim are fighting. … Oh no, they’re fighting—

“Oh, hey, let’s take this down a notch!” If Grim was not actively throwing fireballs, I would grab him.

“Awww… Can’t hit me with your little fireballs?”

“Grrr… You better believe I’m about to! Take that!” Grim spits another fireball at Ace.

“Pfft. All it takes is a little gust to—Hah!”

And now the statue of the Queen of Hearts is on fire… Cue Crowley in a rage.

“What is going on here? Cease this at once!” I put out the fire while Crowley whips and scolds Grim and Ace. Of course, he’s not about to let me off, either. “And you, Raye. You were specifically told to keep Grim under control!”

“I tried, but I’m not exactly fireproof…” I sigh. Though if I had caught him before Ace antagonized him, I could’ve avoided the whole thing… I need to pay more attention.

“As punishment for today’s infractions, you are hereby ordered to wash a hundred windows!”

Okay, this is fine, I determine. I can work with this. Just have to avoid breaking the chandelier. 

Such a naïve, hopeful thought on my part. But anyone who's read an isekai knows that the plot is only avoidable when it makes a more interesting storyline. So when I catch Grim before he sneaks off, he wriggles free and takes off anyway, leading to Ace and Deuce chasing after him with me, which leads to Deuce launching Ace, which leads to—

CRASH!

“... Hi, headmage.” I drop my head, because I know he’s here before I even see him.

“YOU. THREE. AGAIN.”

… Maybe I can stop Grim from eating the overblotted magestone?