Day 6 (September 28) - Classes/School Events
November. A time of month Night Raven College’s the most prideful for. The food. The events. The students eagerly await goodies and rewards for all their hard work studying for tests and exams as well as club activities, not to mention the month has the best events going on and clubs are much more fun than usual! The red, orange, and yellow leaves float down like little fairies doing a ballet onto the stone pavement; many are walking as the school’s bell chimes and sings for the end of an hour. Hidden away in the stone walls of the school’s exteriors stand two boys close together as lips swap kisses among each other, hands holding the other close as the sun shines nicely making lovely shadows that covers them.
It has been about one month or two months if you try and calculate the time since the Red Tyrant of Heartslabyul, Riddle Rosehearts, had his heart stolen away by the rule breaking wild card soldier, Ace Trappola, and that the two became a pair only a handful of people became aware for. The pair would often go eat lunch together or study together, some days they would go into town or the Mostro Lounge as their little dates, but a majority of their free time together was spent with them doing this, sneaking off from classes and club activities to kiss. Sometimes during Heartslabyul duties they would sneak off to the large maze and kiss among the hedges and flowers blissfully alone with their hearts.
Riddle pulls away from their kissing session and playfully glomps onto Ace with a childish giggle as his lips connect across Ace’s cheer and neck line. Ace giggles and snorts at the soft pecks across his skin, pulling Riddle’s face back up with a gentle cup of his face and once again their lips were met and glued together like magnets. Ace learned rather quickly in this relationship that Riddle really likes kissing. Maybe it’s the fact he’s a bit touched starved or maybe it’s due to the quick haste that comes with it, either way Ace isn’t complaining for nice kisses with his cute boyfriend. And Riddle learned really quickly in this arrangement that Ace really really really adores spoiling Riddle with affection. Maybe it’s due to the fact Riddle needs this kind of attention and affection or maybe it’s just his nature of being a romantic, either way there are zero complaints on Riddle’s end.
“Well isn’t this cute~”
The two pull away fast from one another and leap a good distance apart as they fix themselves the best they can in such short moments. Riddle clears his throat, face still covered in blush, “See, your makeup is on point Trappola. Be careful with your heart though, we don’t want it to smear.” Ace nodded fast and spoke rather fast and obviously acted on the spot, “Mhm mhm! On it Housewarden! Thank you so much for fixing my makeup, Haha..!” The pair look at who interrupted them and nearly cause two heart attacks to the hidden spot's faux entrance to see the shadow of Savanaclaw’s dorm leader Leona Kingscholar smirking at them with summer green eyes glimmering with that damn smirk.
“Look you two, I’m totally fine you two shoving each other’s tongues down your throats, but I need a place to nap while Ruggie’s getting food so find a new make-out spot.” He commented, not even waiting for them to move to walk further in the corner. The Heartslabyul pair blush mad and sputter in excuses, causing the lion to growl, “Look, I could smell you two making out with each other, you really think you can hide from a Beastman’s scent you idiots?” That made them shut up and leave in a hurry. Leona laughed to himself as he watched them disappear and laid on the grass calmly, pausing as he looked back at the redheads with a curious glare and a soft smirk. “Hmm…”
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Professor Trein grades some papers quietly as the sun sets in the sky as everyone gets ready for their nightly routine across the school and it’s dorms. “Spade, 87%, very well done.” He mumbled as he marked Deuce’s little test score. “Al-Asim, 85%, better than last time, well done.” “Mr Silver, 95%, as usual, good scores. Wish he could try and be awake though.” “Hunt, 99%, very well.” “Kingscholar, 100%, good work as always.” As he writes the markings down and gets to a certain student’s test and reads it through. Then, slowly but surely, his eyebrows began to knit together in curiosity and confusion. “My my,” He mumbled, “It seems Trappola got a 97% score, different from his usual 50% or sometimes just 70% scores on good days…” He grabbed his pen and wrote the score quietly, “Perhaps he finally got a tutor?”
Across the building in the potion lab room Professor Crewel too grades papers and scores from what he gathered of the week. His gray eyes read the test scores of every student he quizzed, adding his notes with each student’s performance of the potion lessons and mandrake help, every student having well done skills as usual. A well groomed eyebrow quirked up upon rechecking one note and test score on a certain red haired card soldier from Heartslabyul has gotten 100%. He smirks, “Good boy, seems someone’s gotten their head screwed right.”
Way across campus in the small home of the school’s well respected gym teacher Aston Vargas grads his own paper notes and grades of his students of the last four weeks. Besides his notes of his Physical Education classes he also paid heavy attention with the notes for and from each and every single club tied with his part of school and class funding which usually mainly ties with the Spelldrive Club, Basketball Club, Track and Field Club, and very small due to it’s own funding the Equestrian Club. He hums proud as he writes additional notes with some students, “It seems Rosehearts has gotten better in some of the field exercises. Good for him! He’s always been a scrawny boy, it’s great for him to finally gain muscles!” He cheered and laughed a heart deep laugh of pride. He fondly remembers the first time he helped Riddle with broomstick riding but it seems he’s not a master at it, even doing some tricks in the air! Now usually that’s a certain trouble making freshman’s doing. . . Speaking of the boy, Professor Vargas looked at the notes of the Basketball Club for the week. Usually these notes are spending, game scores, behavior checks, and a bunch of other stuff to determine if the club is doing well or not. As he reads the notes he reads some parts praising Ace for his skills and calm demeanor while he still seems to be his usual trickster self. The only negative thing written was small and by a random club member who wrote a note when both Jamil and Floyd seemed to allow it and it was about him sometimes being late or leaving earlier than Jamil which doesn’t quite make sense. He smiles to himself, “It almost sounds like many are saying he should be the club captain. I wonder if he can be up for the job.”
Meanwhile even farther across campus a certain feathered and glittered garbed man enters a small shack of a shop right by the school’s infamous Main Street, a smile on his blank tinted lips as he poked his eager happy head into the unique and special little home of a store to see a certain handsome shop wonder count up the money of the day from his cash register. “Hello, is the shop still open kind sir?” Crowley asks as he walks in calmly but a slight skip in his already funny steps. Sam turns to him and grins with a giggle, “Depends. We have everythin’, have somethin’ in mind?” He leans against the counter as the school’s silly little man of a Headmaster walks closer to him. “Hmm~ You wouldn’t have some beautiful Southern men from Port O’ Bliss in stock still do you?” He hummed with a playful smirk, leaning on the counter now while staring into those purple eyes like little Dahlia flowers stuck into eye sockets to grow into the beautiful shade they are now. Sam smirks back and place a finger on his chin as he rolls those pretty eyes up to the sky in thought, “Hmmmm~ Hmm~ Hm~ My my that is a rare item sir, I believe that would cost~” He paused for dramatic effect, giggle at the actual lean in by the birdman, “A few glasses of red wine, some spaghetti and chicken gumbo, a sexy lab professor in a fur coat, aaand~ One. Kiss.” Crowley eagerly gives the shop keep a good smooch on those lips that crack into a smile.
Once the two parted Crowley added into the conversation, “The wine I have. The food, we can cook together. As for the professor, I’m sure Divus will be done soon from his papers, which gives us time to cook and feed his dogs so he can have a relaxing dinner when he’s all done.” Sam snorts and softly pushes the headmage’s face away, “Alright alright, let me just finish counting up the money and lock up.” Crowley smiles and watches him work, though he soon pauses when he notices something. “There seems to be more money than last night. Did you have a sale today?” Sam shrugged but smirked as he replied, “Just normal business. Though sometime late this afternoon someone paid a pretty penny for some rose and hibiscus tea bags that were imported from the Queendom of Roses and some red, lavender, and white roses from the gardens.” “Huh? But isn’t a tea bag sold for .50 coins and the roses cost about 1m per rose?” “Yeah. The boy bought an entire tin of tea bags for both flavors and a whole lotta of roses. I believe the tea he spent a good 500m and the roses was a hefty 8,000m.”
Golden eyes widen in shock upon hearing so much money spent on tea and roses. Honestly he wasn’t expecting a student to spend more on lunch let alone tea and roses! “Now who made such a payment??” He asked, dying in curiosity at the mere idea of such payments from his partner’s store. Sam smirked slightly bigger, a gleam of gossip in his eyes, “It was Trappola from Heartslabyul.”
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As the night set into the dorm of Heartslabyul many students turned in for the night, some staying the night in some other dorm with the special overnight stay slip given to them earlier that day as usual if requested and done enough chores for it. Riddle wanders the hall doing his usual nightly stroll about to make sure everything is perfect and no one is sneaking off anywhere for the night. Upon seeing the dorm was rested up and closed off, he headed back to turn in for the night. His shoes click softly against each step he takes in the dorm’s beautiful yet twisted halls he memorizes for years, the moon light glimmering softly into the halls in soft floods of glow from the large glass windows he passes alongside his dear childhood friend of his curious shadow who dances across the floor and walls like there’s a party in this night.
As he finally made it to his dorm room, he paused.
He senses an unknown flavor of magic in the evening air, a tickling of a presence just beyond that large bedchamber door.
Curious but cautious, the red head grabbed hold of the golden knob and pried the door open in a soft creek. I should do a report to get some door oil. He thought to himself as he opened the door more, pausing again as he caught a whiff of floral sweetness that filled his nose. His blue-gray eyes peered inside and flutter as warmth fill his cheeks in a happy awe glow from what he’s seeing in his bedroom at this late hour; There standing in the room is Ace who’s finishing setting up a small table for two with a fine tea set ready to go, red roses sprinkled across the floor and table in a nice touch of romance same goes for the petals of lavender and white roses as the table’s centerpiece has a nice display of the three color roses settled together in one beautiful piece and large bouquet versions of the display are scatter on Riddle’s desk and the vase of his bedside table.
Ace notices Riddle by the doorway and smiles lovingly, with a sweet voice he speaks, “Hello rosebud. Would you allow me, a humble card soldier, to treat his amazing Queen for an evening tea?” Riddle’s gaze softens as he nearly melts at the door frame, back hitting the now shut door rather hard yet soft as his face lit up more in a pink hue. A giggle escapes soft lips as the dorm leader pushes himself off the door and makes his way towards the scene, almost growing mad with the happiness he feels in his chest and head in his fuzzy dream-like state into the room. “You’re crazy, you know that right? How did you do all this with the curfew?” He asked, still happily accepting Ace’s sweet kiss on his lips, smiling as the ginger ate up his next drunk like giggle within said kiss. Ace turned his cute Housewarden around and helped him sit down in the chair of the table as he replied, “I used the Never-Ending Bag to carry this stuff here. Cater-Senpai and Trey-Senpai helped me out a bit by getting me here without anyone else seeing.” Riddle blushed a bit more when hearing his dear friends helped his boyfriend with this kind of romantic surprise.
Ace went around the table and held up two tea bags. “I know we have the rule of herbal tea but I believe these count in a way, we have hibiscus and rose.” He said as he let Riddle sniff each bag. The redhead smiles and giggles, “Hibiscus please.” The ginger smiled in return and placed the bag in a teacup before he grabbed forth the beautiful glass tea kettle of hot water, tilting his wrists just enough to do a clean perfect pour into the cup and watched as the cup’s clear water slowly morphed into a beautiful reddish-pink color. Once the cup was done he did the same process with his own cup, stirred the cups enough, and threw out the tea bags into the trash bin in the room. “Happy 2nd Month Anniversary rosebud~”
Riddle blushes and smiles, placing his elbows on the table and his head in his hands as he sighed happily, “That sounds lovely Ace.” The two smile and stare at each other before lifting their teacups in their hands, softly clinking them together in a cheers before drinking their sweet tea together.
