The youngest wizard in twisted wonderland

Chapter 9: The chandelier came a-crashing down!

Note: I DO NOT OWN TWISTED WONDERLAND: DISNEY!

Chapter 9: The chandelier came a-crashing down!

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When we corner Grim at the cafeteria, he jumps onto the large chandelier and hops from one spot to another, trying to avoid being scalded by the fiery hot spheres of light.

"Crap! He's darting around everywhere!" rages Ace in frustration.

Even though Grim is jumping around, he is laughing at us from up high: "Hehehe! Catch me if you can, suckers!"

"Kuh, getting on the chandelier is an underhanded move!" yells Deuce, before muttering. "We haven't learned the magic of how to fly yet...we need something to get up there, and also catch him...*mutter* *mutter*..."

"How about using my candlestick?" I suggest. Deuce glances at my candlestick for a moment, but shakes his head: "The candlestick is too small. Grim can easily avoid it. We need something that helps us catch Grim..."

Suddenly, Deuce's eyes widen in realisation: "Ah, I've got it!"

"Hey, I've got an idea too... Woah, woah, wait a sec!" Ace exclaims. Then he notices that Deuce is pointing his magical pen at him.

"Why are you pointing your magical pen at me!?"

"I'm just going to send you up in the air to get him!" explains Deuce,

Ace ducks behind me: "W-wait, what about Lilith? Throw her!" Ace suggests.

But Deuce shakes his head vigorously: "I don't want to be blamed for child abuse later."

I couldn't shrug off a bad feeling about this situation.

"You're joking right !?" But Deuce seems to be focused on his pen, maintaining his aim on Ace.

"Wooaahaaa! Don't make me float! Hey, knock it off, put me down!" Ace begins to levitate off the floor.

"Just get him, ya hear !?" shouts Deuce. Ace flails his arms and kicks his legs, looking like a puppet, struggling to get out of Deuce's magical hold, but to no avail. Deuce gives a powerful flick with his pen and launches Ace towards Grim, as he yells: "Fire!"

"Gyeeuuuhh hhhaaaaa!!" hollers Ace. He manages to grab hold of Grim's waist.

"Ffngaaaaa!?" Grim screams in pain, "You're ripping out my hairs!"

Deuce and I watch in suspense.

*CREEEEEAK!!!*

The chandelier was pulling off from the ceiling. The two of them were too heavy!

*CRASH!!!*

Both of them fell, along with the chandelier. Thick clouds of dust spread across the room.

"The ch-chandelier!!" I exclaimed.

Lying on his belly, astride one of the broken "branches" of the chandelier, with his arms still wrapped around Grim, Ace lets out a series of coughs.

Once his throat is clear, he blurts out in incredulity: "I can't believe this! You actually threw me!!!"

In the meantime, Grim's eyes flutter open, as he mutters in a dazed and confused state, "Ffnyaaa..."

Deuce's eyes widen suddenly, as he realises something: "I-I screwed up again! I didn't think about the landing!"

"It's okay. You were just trying to help... Well, Grim is down," I try to console him, patting him on his back.