Flower of Darkness Twisted Wonderland x BSD!Reader

7 ♥♠Roses Galore♣♦ Electives

“So, what class do you have next Cleo? I have, for whatever reason, Advanced Spellcasting.” Yuu asked you. “I have Advanced Dark Curses. I think Mr. Crowley just put us in whatever class had an extra spot.” You replied. Cater and Trey just blankly stared at the two of you. “You guys know those are, like, third year classes? Right?” Cater asked both of you, clearly baffled. 

“I think that Lilia is in Advanced Spellcasting, and I’m not sure who might be taking Advanced Dark Curses.” Trey said. “The main problem with those two classes though, is that both of you can’t use magic. But Cleo, we could go talk to Mr. Crowley and see if I can transfer into your class so that won’t be as much of a problem.” Cater suggested. “No” you flatly responded. 

“Though I do agree with the whole ‘not being able to use magic’ thing. Grim and I are going to have to work really hard in this class.” Yuu spoke up. “During the entrance ceremony, Cleo, didn’t the Dark Mirror say something about ‘yin and yang’ for your magical ability?” Trey asked. “Yeah, I think I remember something like that.” Ace commented. 

“I’m pretty sure it’s just about my morally gray soul. Not magic.” you answered. “Does no one in your family use magic?” Ace ever so rudely asked. “Cleo and I aren’t from anywhere around here…” Yuu said. “What do you mean? Like you both live on the farthest outskirts of the Shaftlands?” Deuce asked. “It’s a matter of worlds” you ambiguously answered. “What?” Ace asked, obviously not getting it. “We come from different WORLDS.” Yuu said, emphasizing the last word.

“DIFFERENT WORLDS?!?!?!?!?” Ace, Deuce and Cater practically screamed. Trey looked equally confused, but just didn’t voice his confusion as loudly. “Yeah, magic doesn’t really exist in my world” Yuu said in a normal, not yelling, tone of voice. “It’s pretty much the same in mine.” you replied, purposely omitting the part about special abilities.

“Ah! If we don’t leave now we’ll be late for our next class.” Cater exclaimed. All of you quickly cleaned up from lunch and headed for the next class.

“Bye. I may join y’all after school, depending on how much energy I have to bake.” You said to Yuu. “Ok! Don’t worry if you can’t. I think we already have enough people.” Yuu responded to you.

Somehow not getting lost you managed to find your way to the Dark Curses class. You took a seat next to the only person in the class. An outlandishly tall male that had horns on the top of his head. “Hello. I was under the impression I was the only one in this class.” he said to you. “I just became a student today. This class had openings, so I was placed into it.” you replied back. 

Interrupting any other possible conversation was a green puff of smoke at the front of the class. Somehow, both you and the other person didn’t cough on the smoke. The same can’t be said for the one entering via green smoke bomb. After the smoke dissipated, and one large coughing fit later, the person was revealed to be really old. Like his skin was literally falling off of his bones old.

“Tis I! The great Rasupuchin!” he said with way too much panache. “A new student? Hmm… POP QUIZ! New student, first question, what is your name?” This teacher was going to give you a headache. He didn’t seem to have any other vocal range other than loud and flamboyant. “Cleo” you answered dully, which was a huge contrast to Rasupuchin’s attitude. “Excellent! Next question! Opinions on the Romanofu family?” he asked. You replied with “I don’t like russians.” 

You had a very valid reason for not liking russians. First, Fyodor Dostoevsky. Second, the rat formally named Fyodor Dostoevsky. Third, Alexander Pushkin. He tried to kill Fukuzawa. That wasn’t ok, killing Mori would’ve been though. Fourth, Ivan Goncharov. He was just plain weird. So, yeah, you didn’t like the russians.

“Russians? What’s that?” Rasupuchin asked. Oh yeah, different countries exist here. “I don’t really like the Romanofu family.” you said, trying to gloss over the fact that you said something received as a nonsense answer here. “CORRECT! Kleo you passed! Molotochek! Opinions on the Romanofu family?” Rasupuchin practically shouted. Giving a small chuckle, the other guy responded, “Same as yesterday, still don’t like them.” He thought this entire thing was fascinating. Man truly was an interesting species. 

The rest of the class was spent on how awful the Romanofu family was, and all of their shortcomings. This really was an interesting class. Yeah, interesting, that’s the word for it. 

Heading out of the classroom, the horned guy walked next to you in peaceful silence. You were headed to the chestnut trees out behind the school, and he, well, you didn’t know where he was going. But it seemed to be in a similar direction. Trying to make this slightly less awkward, you asked “Are we ever going to learn anything in that class? Or is it just going to be angry ranting the entire time?” “I believe that perhaps, sometime we will learn dark curses, but probably directed at that family still.” he responded.

“By the way, if you didn’t catch it, my name is Cleo. And since I’m guessing he mispronounced your name too, may I ask what it is?” you introduced yourself. “He did indeed pronounce my name wrong. But it does surprise me to hear that you don’t already know my name. It might be better for now for you to call me whatever you want.” he replied.

That answer got on your nerves. Goal 1 while you were here. Find out this guy’s actual name. You’d go along with it for now though. By this time you both had arrived outside.

“I’m really bad at giving someone a name. How about instead-” you pulled out a deck of regular playing cards. Pulling them out of their package and shuffling them you asked “Please pick a card. Your nickname from me will be based on the card you draw.” “Interesting” he said while pulling out a card from your fanned out display of them. Of course all of the cards were facing down. It was more fun with it completely randomized.

Grabbing one, he looked at it, then showed the card to you. Taking it back and putting all of your cards away you said “Well then, King of Clubs, see you later.” With that, you turned away and headed into the woods behind the school in search of Yuu, Grim, Ace and Deuce. 

Rasupuchin is based on Rasputin, from the (now)Disney movie Anastasia. Because he is Russian, he pronounces names in russian. Aka, google translate gave me the russian pronunciation of said names. The Russian names were translated into their Japanese pronunciations. If you don’t know anything about Anastasia, it is an animated movie loosely based on the original story of the Romanov family.