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He's being exposed on the internet
Inspo:
his princess sketch version
Since I make it for my portfolio so I want to post my sketch hehe
Guys guys... GRIM NEW CARD IS SO CUTE😭
I need to draw it immediately!!!!!
Not so lonely anymore - first years
Family Day is an important event at Night Raven College. Every student is visited by their family for one evening. You thought that no one would visit you since you're not from this world; that was until some of your friends thought otherwise...
Once a year, Night Raven College organizes a family day when each student can invite family members or close friends to a festive evening where they could catch up and pass time together. It sounds wonderful, but it isn’t as wonderful for you. You have no family member or friend from outside NRC to invite. So, you decided to stay in Ramshackle with Grim to not feel lonely and sad. You try to watch TV and do your homework to distract yourself and not think about your friends reunited in the cafeteria with their families and having fun catching up with them. Unfortunately, this feeling of sadness and loneliness creeps up. Grim was trying to cheer you up by telling jokes and giving you hugs. It worked for a while, but the tears still managed to fall. He was about to dash out of the door to go get Ace or Deuce to cheer you up when a knock on the door was heard.
Grim went to open the door and prepared himself to kick out whoever decided to disturb you. He opened the door without looking and exclaimed, “Is it a fight that you want? You decided to take on the great Grim like this without a proper duel? Be prepared to be destroyed by my fabulous magic and-“ He finally looked at who was in front of him. “Nyah?! What are you doing here, Deuce?”
Deuce was silent for a moment, trying to wrap his head around what he just saw and heard. He then shook his head when he didn’t find an explanation for Grim’s speech. It was Grim after all. Not everything made sense with him. He cleared his throat and asked, “Good evening, so… I was wondering if we could enter?”
“I guess you can, but what do you mean by ‘we’?”
You were on the couch still drying your tears when you heard Grim talk with what sounded like Deuce and a feminine voice. You quickly wiped your cheeks to try to look presentable when they would enter the room. You then saw them enter and immediately recognized the owner of the feminine voice.
“Good evening, prefect, sorry for crashing at your place, but you see-“ Deuce began before he got cut off.
“It’s been a while since I last saw you. How have you been since Rabbit Fest?” Asked Dylla, Deuce’s mother, whom you had met when you accompanied Deuce to his hometown celebration in Clock Town. Just as you were about to lie and say that you were fine, she interrupted you. “You don’t look well. Don’t tell me you were crying. What made you sad?”
As the word “crying” fell out of her lips, Deuce widened his eyes and looked at you with worry: “Are you alright? Who made you cry? I’ll deal with- I mean… Can I do anything to cheer you up?”
You laughed softly at his delinquent attitude and the way he immediately corrected himself. You shook your head and answered, “Just feeling sad and alone since I don’t really have anyone in this world…”
Grim jumped on your lap and cuddled you while Deuce and Dylla sat down on the couch next to you. She smiled at Deuce and exclaimed, “Seems like you were right, Deuce.”
You tilted your head in confusion and looked at the boy to get an explanation.
“I thought you might feel left out since you didn’t have anyone to invite. When you didn’t show up to the party, I knew something was wrong. So, I asked my mom to come here to check up on you. Besides, she really wanted to see you again.”
She nodded and looked at you: “That’s right. That’s why we’re here. And it’s also a way for me to see Ramshackle Dorm. This is where you have all your sleepovers with Ace, isn’t it? You renovated everything?”
You smiled softly when you heard Deuce’s explanations. So, he was aware you might feel lonely, and he came right away to check up on you. That was really sweet of him. Then, you explained to Dylla the state Ramshackle was in when you first arrived at NRC and how you cleaned everything up with Grim. You also described and showed different corners you renovated. After guiding them through a little tour of the dorm, you all sat back down in the lounge to drink tea while you explained how Vil and the other members of the VDC, Deuce included, gave their prize money to help you renovate Ramshackle and give it a makeover. You were about to start discussing your sleepovers with the first-year group, but a second knock on the door was heard.
You got up and went to the front door. When you opened it, you found Ace smirking at you and his older brother with the same grin. How did you know it was his brother? Easy, their smirks are identical. You guess that it’s a Trappola family trait. Ace entered the hallway before you could even invite him inside. He looked at you and exclaimed with a dramatic voice, “Do not fret anymore! I, Ace Trappola, your best friend of all time, came to rescue you from the loneliness eating you from inside. Now that I’m here, you can rest-“ He stopped when he entered the lounge. “Deuce?! What are you doing here?!”
“I thought the prefect might feel sad since they didn’t have anyone to pass the evening with. So, I came to check up on her. Besides, my mom wanted to see her again.”
Ace’s brother, who had been silently following his younger sibling's antics, couldn’t help but nudge his brother in the ribs and smirk, “Seems like the oh-so-great Ace Trappola isn’t the best friend of all time he thought he was. You’re late to the party. Deuce had the same idea and got here first. Too bad for you, little bro.”
“Yeah, yeah. Very funny.” Exclaimed Ace while rolling his eyes at his brother. “It doesn’t matter since you don’t feel alone anymore, am I wrong, prefect?” He asked you.
You shook your head and smiled softly. Ace nodded and smiled too. “That’s all that matters then.”
You invite the Trappola brothers to join you and Deuce’s family on the couch. Everyone got introduced to everyone, and soon, conversations were blooming. After a while, Dylla asked, “By the way, I’ve never been told how you four met.”
Deuce immediately reddened and tried to change the subject while Ace laughed at his reaction and began to tell how you four met. He explained how Grim crashed the sorting ceremony and how the dark mirror didn’t sort you into any dorm. Then, Grim took over and described how Ace teased the both of you because you were janitors for the school. The boy tried to defend himself by saying it was ridiculous to employ people without magic as janitors in a magical school. Deuce interrupted their bickering and explained how they ended up fighting and burned the Queen of Hearts statue. Ace and Grim immediately shut him up by describing how he thought that launching Ace into the chandelier to get Grim back was a good idea and how all four of you had to go to the mine to get that stone to repair the chandelier. After that, you all explained the fight in the mine and the events that happened in Heartslabyul. Of course Grim told Dylla and Ace’s brother that you were telling the story all wrong since it was always him, the great Grim, who saved everyone and never caused any problem. Though the look on your face as well as Ace’s and Deuce’s told otherwise. Dylla giggled softly and smiled: “It’s good to see you all get along so well.”
“Quite a lot happened. It wasn’t this hectic when I was studying here.” Exclaimed Ace’s brother when you finished your story. “I was sorted into Heartslabyul too, but the housewarden wasn’t as strict as yours sounds. It was even fun. By the way, do you know that if you get lost in the rose maze, you could meet a strange caterpillar?”
“I heard Trey and Cater mention that caterpillar too. They said it was as tall as a human! I knew Heartslabyul was strange; after all, we play croquet with flamingos and hedgehogs, but still…” Ace was about to continue when the third knock was heard at the door.
You excused yourself and left the living room to head towards the front door. This time, you found Epel and his grandmother, Marja, waiting for you to open the door. When the light of the hallway illuminated their faces, they smiled and greeted you: “Good evening. How have you been since the Sledathon? I hope you are not too cold in this dorm.” Exclaimed Marja with her eyes wide with concern. While she was talking to you, you saw her hands rummaging in her bag for a few moments.
After a few more minutes, she was still searching for whatever she wanted to show you. You and Epel exchanged a nervous smile before the lavender-haired boy decided to ask, “Grandma… What are you looking for exactly?”
“Isn’t it obvious?!” lashed out Marja before returning to her search. Both of you jumped at her sudden change of behavior. You exchanged another weak smile with Epel while he just chuckled nervously.
After a while of standing at the door, you finally heard a gasp before something warm and fluffy was put around your neck. Your hands went up to your neck to touch the fluffy material while your head bent down to look at the colorful pastel fabric. You were so engrossed in the feeling of warmth that crept through your body that you didn’t hear Marja speaking again: “Epel told me that Ramshackle… it’s Ramshackle, isn’t it?” she said while turning to his grandson, who nodded at her. “Right… So as I was saying, Epel told me that your dorm could get very cold at night, especially in winter. I decided to hand-knit you this scarf and this plaid.” She finished while putting in your arms a thick blanket.
“I…” you tried to speak, but the words got caught in your throat. Your heart couldn’t keep up with all this kindness and love you had received since the beginning of the evening. First, Deuce. Then Ace, and now Epel. You really had wonderful friends.
You went back to the present when Epel’s voice reached your ears: “I don’t know if you remember, but when you came to Harveston for the Sledathon, perhaps you saw that apples are like the unofficial emblem of our village. You’ll notice the pattern on the scarf and the plaid she gave you.” He smiled at you and continued. “You don’t have to worry about getting cold. Harveston is situated in the mountains, so we know what it feels like. That’s why we mastered knitting to stay warm under any circumstances. In these clothes, you can confront the coldest of winters.”
“He’s right.” Chirped in his grandmother. “A fireplace won’t keep you indefinitely warm. These clothes will, or else we are not the Felmier family!”
“Thank you very much.” You exclaimed with a smile while clenching the scarf and plaid closer to your body. “Can I invite you inside?”
You led them through the hallway and towards the living room, where Ace, Deuce, and their close ones were discussing. Marja noted that the living room was better heated than the hallway, but she ensured you to use her gifts because, according to her, a cold could be hiding anywhere. Once in the lounge, introductions were made, and everyone sat down while you took a sleeping Grim on your lap, because he decided to nap and take the place of three people. You were petting his ears when Dylla asked, “I’ve heard from Deuce that you often hold sleepovers here?”
“Yes, we do.” Responded Epel while drinking the tea you had offered to him. “We like to hang out here since there’s no housewarden to scold us because we didn’t do our skincare routine.” An expression of disgust formed on his face just at the thought of Vil’s lectures.
“Yeah. Epel’s right.” Exclaimed Ace. “Or yelling at us because we drank lemonade with honey past 8 PM. Couldn’t be our housewarden…” He absently raised a hand to rub his neck, feeling the collar just thinking about it.
“That’s why we hold them in Ramshackle.” Explained Deuce.
“May I ask why it’s only the first years?” Asked Marja while Dylla nodded, asking herself the same question.
“Well, we’re going to pass most of our time together, so we might as well build some friendships.” Explained Epel.
“Besides,” continued Ace, “all our upperclassmen like to tease us for being the youngest, and it’s so annoying. If they’re not nice to us, we should pay them back by not inviting them.”
“Yeah, so you’re just a big chicken.” Teased Ace’s brother while hitting him in the ribs and smirking. “They’re too intimidating for little Acey.”
“Hey! I’m not a chicken! Did you fight three overblots who were your upperclassmen?! I don’t think so.” Retorted Ace while sticking out his tongue at his sibling.
His brother’s smirk widened. He was about to respond to his younger brother when one big knock was heard, followed by six little ones. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the hallway until Epel asked, “Do you use a secret code or something with some people?”
“No, not really.” You said as you began to think about the identity of the person. Could it be a prank? Maybe Floyd or Lilia, you thought. “There’s only one way to know the answer.” You said while going to the front door.
This time, you were greeted by three pairs of white, fluffy ears. “Good evening, prefect. Sorry for bothering you this late.” A deep voice said. “Oi. You two, greet the prefect.”
Two “hello”s ”reached your ears as you looked down to see two wolf beastmen on either side of Jack. The three beastmen looked a lot like each other, with the exception that two of them were children. You remembered that Jack had talked about his younger siblings, a brother and a sister. You reached the conclusion that they were his siblings.
“You’re not disturbing at all, Jack.” You assured him with a smile. “There’s already Ace, Deuce, and Epel. You want to join us?”
Jack couldn’t even open his mouth when his brother and sister exclaimed in unison, “Yes! We want to meet your friends!” You also couldn’t utter a word before they barged into the hallway and ran inside the living room. Their older brother sighed and entered in turn: “Sorry about them. They were very excited to meet my friends and begged me to take them to you. I hope you don’t mind…” he explained while scratching his head embarrassedly.
“I don’t mind at all.” You assured him. “It adds more energy to this old dorm. It’s a good thing. Besides, it’s family day. If the families couldn’t get to know the friends of their relatives and discover the campus, it wouldn’t be as fun. Speaking of that, did you show your siblings any place?” you chuckled softly before adding. “Or should I say, where did your siblings drag you to?”
Jack sighed again and chuckled with you: “It’s the latter. They absolutely wanted to see my dorm room. I first refused, but they kept begging and clinging to my legs, so I accepted in the end. There, they saw the masks we got as souvenirs for the Cloudcalling festival and the commemorative picture we took. That’s how the idea of meeting you came to their minds. And then, you know the rest of the story. It’s hard to contain them. They’re just so full of energy.”
“It must be a family trait.” You whispered to yourself while giggling. Jack’s ears perked up at your comment before replying with a smile, “I guess it is.”
After this little conversation, you invited Jack to join the others in the living room. When he entered the room, he was surprised to see all of your friend group and their close ones chatting happily with each other. He hadn’t expected them to bring their relatives to Ramshackle, but when he saw the warmth in your eyes, he understood that it really made your evening.
“Hello, Jack. It’s good to see you here.” Exclaimed Deuce as he nodded at the new guest.
“Yo! I suppose these two are with you?” asked Ace as he pointed at two little children who were frozen in front of the staircase. Jack furrowed his brows at the sight of his siblings. You looked at the wolf beastman and then at his siblings while tilting your head, confused by the behavior of the children.
“What are they staring at?” Asked Epel while he tried to see what had caught their attention.
“You know, sometimes, you don’t need to try to understand children’s behavior.” Explained Marja, drinking her tea as if everything was normal. “Right, Dylla?”
“Indeed. It’s part of their charm.” Added Deuce’s mother while looking lovingly at her son. “I almost miss this time…”
“Mom...” muttered Deuce, blush dusting his cheeks.
After a while, the two siblings still hadn’t moved or talked at all. Finally, Jack decided to go up to them. Just as he was about to touch their shoulders to get their attention, they exclaimed in unison, “This staircase is awesome! Imagine the ski slope it would be!”
Everyone stopped for a moment, looked at them in silence before the mother and grandmother burst out laughing: “We had told you. Children like to see things where we would never imagine them.”
“Sorry about them…” Muttered Jack scratched his head in embarrassment. “Big brother, did you see that? We could use the cushions as ski boots and go down the stairs!” Exclaimed the two little troublemakers while they went up to the couch to borrow their “ski boots.” Everyone burst out laughing once more while Jack tried his best to stop them from breaking even more the old dorm.
The moon was really up high in the sky, and while the moment was very fun, full of laughs and stories shared, it was time to bid farewell and go home. You decided to accompany your friends and their families all the way back to the mirror chamber. You were joking with Ace and Epel when you came across Sebek and his family. You saw him notice your presence, but he didn’t greet you; quite the contrary. He decided to turn his gaze away from your group and continue to explain Night Raven College architecture to what seemed like his mother, father, older sister, and brother. Ace and Epel immediately caught on to the meaning behind his action. They smirked at each other before shouting, “Hello, Sebek. You just missed the first year’s reunion; what a shame. You couldn’t see your dearest friends.”
“As if such trivial matters would matter!” replied Sebek. “I need to finish this tour as quickly as possible to go assist my liege! I don’t have time to waste on humans-“
Before he could finish his sentence, his mother interrupted him: “So you are my son’s friends. How wonderful.” She began with a sweet voice. Everyone looked at each other, stunned by her voice. They had expected a loud and commanding voice like Sebek's. But it was the contrary. “Thank you to you all for being friends with my little Sebek. He can be quite stubborn and close minded when he wants to be. But deep inside, he’s a really sweet boy who wants to make us proud.”
“Ah!” Cried out Sebek. He was about to interfere and stop his mother from revealing too much, but his brother and sister held him back by the arms. They were giggling as they watched their younger brother losing his composure.
“No problem at all, Ma’am.” Began Ace, who couldn’t help but further embarrass Sebek. “It wasn’t easy, you know? But now, we are his best friends of all time, aren’t we, Sebek?” asked the boy while wiggling his eyebrows at the half-fae boy.
“Ace! You’re going to pay for this!” Muttered Sebek, still trying to break free from his siblings’ hold.
“I’m glad to hear that.” Continued his mother while his father nodded at her words with a soft smile. “I was afraid that my Sebek couldn’t make friends and would be left out. Yes, he has Silver, but that’s the only real friend he had before attending this school.”
“Silver is not my friend!” Shouted the green haired boy. “He’s just my rival and fellow student of Lilia.”
His brother and sister snickered, clearly not believing a word coming out of their brother’s mouth. Their father sighed at their behavior while the woman carried on: “Excuse me, I’m being rude. I completely forgot to ask you what your names are?”
“I’m Jack Howl. Nice to meet you, ma'am.”
“My name is Epel Felmier.”
“I’m Ace Trappola, and this is Juice.”
“Deuce! D! Deuce! Not Juice, Ace.” Shouted Deuce at his friend while the latter smirked at him.
“And I’m the great Grim, and this is my henchman!” Grim proudly exclaimed while looking down at everyone from his spot on your shoulder.
Sebek’s mother beamed at the introductions: “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I hope we’ll be able to get to know each other better. Sebek,” She said as she turned towards her son, who finally managed to free himself from his siblings’ hold. “You should find a moment during summer break to invite them over.”
Before Sebek could utter a word, or rather a scream of sheer terror at the thought, his father chirped in, “It’s a lovely idea. You’ll see Briar Valley is a wonderful place. We also like to go fishing on a lake near our house; it could be a fun activity to do all together.”
“It sounds fun, let’s do that!” exclaimed Grim, quickly followed by the others. While Sebek just sunk to his knees in pure despair under the amused gaze of his siblings.
After bidding everyone goodbye, you went back with Grim to Ramshackle. As you entered the now empty living room, the feelings of loneliness and sadness were no more. They had vanished to let a warmth settle inside your heart. All that was left was the love and kindness your friends and their families had so carefully placed in your heart. Maybe you weren’t as alone in this world as you thought you were. Luckily, you have awesome friends to prove it to you. You settled on the worn-out couch while Grim took his usual spot on your lap. Your phone screen lit up, and a notification from the first year group appeared.
Deuce: “Just sending you this because my mom wanted to let you know that you are all invited to our house for the next break. She also told me that it was lovely to meet everyone. Thanks again for today, and extra thanks to the prefect and Grim for hosting us.”
Epel: “Same here. Grandma was very happy to get to know everyone. By the way, she asked me to remind you again, prefect. Don’t hesitate to wear the scarf; it’s getting cold.”
Jack: “Thanks too. Though, I apologize again for my siblings’ behavior. I hope they didn’t damage anything, prefect. If they did, let me know. I’ll come help you repair it.”
Sebek: “I guess our interaction wasn’t such a waste of time after all… My family told me again that it was nice to meet you all. Just forget about summer break! I don’t plan on fishing with you. I have to get stronger for my liege!”
Grim, still on your lap and reading with you, laughed while responding to the messages. You just smiled softly at your screen while thinking about this wonderful evening. A few minutes later, a new notification popped up. You opened it, expecting a response in the group, but it wasn't one. Ace had just texted you with a simple message.
Ace: “Next time you feel like you’re just a stranger that doesn’t belong in this world, just let me know. I’ll come right away to prove to you that you are not as alone as you think you are. Just don’t tell the others about this message, or else I’ll be teased to no end, but I know I can trust you ; )”
You chuckled softly at his message, but deep inside, you knew that you could always count on them to make you feel included and part of their world. After a while, the messages stopped, and you just stood quietly in front of the fireplace with Grim. Not a word was exchanged; it wasn’t necessary. Just being next to each other was enough.
“You know,” he began softly. You switched your focus from the fire to his big blue eyes gazing at you. “I’m happy that you are not crying anymore or just not feeling sad. Your state really worried me, and I felt bad about not being able to cheer you up. What kind of great mage am I if I can’t cheer up my henchman?” he whispered, but without his usual proud expression. “Next time you feel this way, please let me know and tell me what I can do to help you. You’re very important to me, and I just want you to be happy. Let’s do that, alright?” he asked softly while expanding out his paw.
You nodded shyly, trying to slow down the stream of tears rolling down your cheeks, and took his paw in your hand. As you were about to let go, Grim hugged you tightly and let the hug last for a few minutes. You just stood there, engulfed in love and warmth. After a moment, he whispered without letting go, “We are all there for you just like you are always here for us. No matter what, I’ll be there for you.”
The Rain is Especially Loud Tonight
Synopsis: The Prefect gets hurt due to Crowley's negligence.
TW: Injury, Stitches, Medical Stuff, Prefect gets caught under a collapsed Ramshackle
Part 1 (here), Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14
Tick Tick Tick Tick
The room would be completely silent were it not for the ticking of the clock on the wall.
The environment was more comfortable than your usual medical setting, but it still felt cold in a way.
The door creaked open and in stepped professor Crewel. "Hey, Pup." His voice lacked its usual stern tone one would hear in the classroom; instead, his voice was gentle and almost hoarse.
The hoarseness was no doubt a result of him screaming at the headmage in a roar you shiver even recalling. He had spent hours tearing into the man for his gross negligence and irresponsibility.
"Pup?" His voice became more worried when you failed to answer.
"Sorry." A meek, rasped voice leaves you throat. Your throat burns with dryness despite the 6 glasses of water you already drank, and it feels like every syllable echoes through your head and causes an intense, throbbing pain. You don't recognize the voice that claws its way out of your throat as your own.
You hear the soft scrape of a chair on the floor next to your bed. "No. Don't apologize, Pup." Rocking your gaze slowly over to him its clear to you, with the way his jaw clenches and unclenches while his eyes search the blanket covering you, that he wants to say something, but isn't sure what.
You slowly rock your head to look forward again. "Everyone's been in such a panic. . .and it's my fault, I-"
The man cuts you off as you choke on your words: "Pup. This is not your fault."
"But-" Your throat feels like its been given a massage with a thousand razor blades. The coughing your attempts to speak cause only make the pain worse.
Crewel quickly grabs another glass of water and holds it up to your lips for you to drink. "But nothing, Pup- Keep those arms down or you'll re-open the wounds. That old building was bound to collapse at some point. We all knew it. If the fault is on anyone it's on us staff. Crowley made you stay there, and we didn't stop him." The glass cup clinks slightly too harshly onto the nightstand as he sets it down.
Silence falls between the two of you.
Tick Tick Tick Tick
The ticking of the clock numbs your thoughts. You force your mind to stop focusing on the pain radiating from every inch of your body and instead listen to the steady ticking of the clock. The only other sound that can be herd is the occasional hurried footsteps outside the door as the other staff do their best to take care of the situation.
Your injuries have already been treated by a specialty team sent from STYX the moment the news got to them. They were the only ones aside from Grim, Leona, and the staff that had seen your mangled form before you were wrapped up like a mummy. You didn't have to ask how bad it was. Seeing Crowley throw up at the sight of you was enough to tell you it was bad.
The STYX team had spent nearly a whole 24 hours stitching you back together like some ragdoll and rearranging the many pieces of you that had been ripped and jostled out of place. If not for them. . .well, you don't want to think about it. If you looked like a mummy on the outside, you were sure that under the bandages you looked like Frankenstein's monster. There really wasn't a single bit of you that got out of that death trap unscathed.
You were kept in the school infirmary instead of being carted off to some high-tech STYX facility only because they needed to operate on you as soon as possible and didn't want to move you too much after the initial procedures. They made do by shipping a ton (literally speaking, more like 3 tons) of medical equipment to the school, most of which was now littered around the infirmary in a rushed yet professional way.
Despite your closeness to your friends, the only people who had come to see you were the staff. It's not that none of your friends wanted to see you, but that they weren't allowed to. The doctor's worried having them in so soon, when they were still full of hysteria from the news, wouldn't be the best idea. They weren't able to text you either as your phone had been crushed in the collapse.
"How's Grim?"
Professor Crewel hums: "Physically, he's pretty unscathed. He just has a few scrapes and bruises. Mentally, he's a bit traumatized."
You supposed that made sense. You didn't remember much, but what you did remember was Grim's voice. He had been returning to the dorm from after school detention when he found the building in shambles on the ground. He called out to you but your lungs were filled with debris and your torso was being crushed by layers of rubble. The dorm ghosts met Grim at the edge of the junk pile that used to be a dorm and confirmed that you were inside and that you needed help. The ghosts talked to you as you laid there, not being able to physically move anything off you themselves. They kept you awake and assured you that Grim was getting help.
Not long later you heard shouting. Two of the ghosts stayed with you while the third went out to meet the staff and fill them in. You were told after the fact that that's about the time they called up Leona to use his unique magic so they could get you out as soon as possible (that was the first time many saw the lion run).
You were blanking in and out of consciousness when they found you, but you remember them finding you. The feeling of the weight of the rubble lessening as it was methodically turned to sand and removed (in order to not end up crushing you with sand instead), the small grains dripping on your face, and eventually, the full force of the pouring rain battering your face as the last of the rubble was removed from above you. You remember Leona's manic eyes turning horrified, Crowley puking, and worst of all, Grim's face.
"STYX sent over a few trauma counselors. There are ones assigned specifically to Leona and Grim as well since they saw some of the worst of it." Crewel finally broke the silence again.
"And you? You and. . .the other teachers were there too. . .and Sam."
"Calm down, Pup. We've all had evaluations done to assess how we're handling it. We'll be fine.
"What about. . ." Your voice trails off, but from the look in your eyes, Crewel can tell what you were about to ask.
"What about the headmage?"
You nod, wincing slightly when the motion disturbs an injury on your neck.
"He's under investigation." Crewel responds after a brief pause. He knew that you surely couldn't be all that fond of the crow, but as you saw it, he was probably also your only ticket home. Crewel looked up to gauge your response, but your face remained neutral.
"And you, Pup? I obviously know you aren't doing particularly well physically right now, but what about mentally?"
"Hm?"
Crewel hesitated, not wanting to dig around in a mental wound and make it worse, "You were. . .under there for a while. I'm sure it must've been. . .scary."
You think for a moment before responding: "Was I really under there that long? It didn't feel like it. . .I think I passed out a few times." Your mumbled words put Crewel at ease in a way. He's not happy that you had been passing out, but he was at least glad that you weren't stuck under there fully conscious and feeling every second tick by as if it were an hour.
"Hmm. I see." Crewel nods. "I ought to let you rest now. A counselor will stop by tomorrow to talk to you about what happened." He stands up as he says this, his knuckles still white from how tightly he'd been gripping the fabric of his pants. "Rest well, Pup."
You simply nod, this time more carefully as to not disturb your wounds, and watch him walk out. When the door closes you swear you hear a choked sob.
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It's real cute when Ace and Deuce come to hang out at Ramshackle and you all fall asleep in a big pile. Cards are strewn across the floor. Their hair tickles your neck as they gradually settle against your shoulders. They fight to stay awake, but it's late on a school night and you're really warm.
The whole gang is lulled to sleep amid the rustling of tree branches just outside the window and old creaking floorboards echoing through the dorm. Deuce mumbles something unintelligible, and Ace snores in response. You're too tired to tell whether a sleeping Grim is batting you in the stomach or if someone's hand is unconsciously curling around your waist.
It's real cute, until the next morning when you wake up and discover Ace and Deuce's eye makeup rubbed off on your arms and stained your sleeves.
