The Red-Rose Tyrant 9-10

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Chapter 9-a mealtime chat - chapter 10- a garden spat 

“Ace, you fucking dumbass” I muttered, cater slammed his hands onto the table “hey, riddle! What’s shakin’, pal? You’re lookin’ adorbs, as always!” 

“Hmph. cater, keep running that mouth and you’ll lose it—along with the rest of your head.” Riddle stated “sorry, sorry! My bad!” cater started apoligizing “myah?! You’re the guy who put that stupid collar on me at the orientation ceremony!” grim shouted, causing riddle to look at us both “and you’re the new students who were nearly expelled yesterday. I’ll ask that you not refer to my signiture spell as a ‘stupid collar.’ the headmage’s habit of tolerating rulebreakers like you is going to send this entire campus spiraling into chaos one day. Those who break the rules should have their heads removed immediately, without exception.” 

Ace scoffed “dude, seriously? This guy looks like a wimp, but talks like a monster!” Riddle huffed “the headmage may have forgiven you, but if you break any further rules, I assure you I will now.” Ace nodded along before speaking again “uh, so, listen, housewarden, sir… any chance I could get you to remove this collar?” 

Riddle hummed “I had intended to remove it once you’d taken an opportunity to reflect upon your crimes. But I've not detected so much as a hint of remorse in the foolishness I've heard you spout today. So I think I'll let you keep that for a while. Don’t worry. The freshman curriculum is more focused on magical theory than practice. And your inability to use magic will help prevent icidents along the lines of what happened yesterday. Now, if you’ve finished your meal, you should quit gossiping and prepare for your next class. Rule 271 is quite clear: ‘one must leave the table within fifteen minutes of completing their lunch.’ you DO understand what happens to rulebreakers, I trust?” 

Ace sighed “more insane rules…” riddle huffed “I believe you mean to say ‘yes housewarden!” ace and deuce stiffiened “Yes, housewarden!” 

“Very well, then.”

“Don’t worry, I'll keep an eye on them.” Trey smiled as he spoke to Riddle. “hmm. As vice housewarden, I trust you’ll avoid any further indiscreect conversation. Now, as per rule 339…’the post-meal beverage is to be lemon tea with two sugar cubes.’ Thus, I must go to acquire my sugar cubes. Farewell. Don’t even get me started on their violation of running out of sugar cubes…!” riddle muttered the last part 

And just then my head started spinning. I leaned forward and put my head into my hands and I saw something… 

A red table with black ink dripping on it. It was eerie, what did it mean? 

“y/n? Y/N!?” my eyes shot open trey, had his hand on my shoulder “are you okay?” he spoke camly, I nodded “yeesh! That was terrifying. But seriously y/n are you okay?” 

“That guy…has some serious issues.” grim spoke about riddle “hey, don’t disrespect him!” deuce shouted. I leaned back and could hear a different table talking 

“Is the housewarden gone?” 

“I totally just broke rule 186, ‘never eat a hamburger on tuesday’ I don’t know what I would have done if he’d caught me! I wish he wouldn’t come here so we could eat lunch in peace.” 

damn what the fuck has riddle done to these people, who the fuck raised him? 

Trey coughed a bit “did you know that riddle managed to secure the housewarden title before the end of his very first week at school. I know he can come off a bit harsh, but he’s not a bad guy. Everything he does, he does because he thinks it’ll improve the dorm.” 

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