Pokemon in Twisted Wonderland! 『Twisted Wonderland x Reader』

Ramshackle

"I was correct."

A voice echoed from the back of the room. Every man, plus woman and Pokemon, turned to look at the owner of the voice. A small boy with raspberry red eyes, short black hair with pink streaks on the side stepped up from a group of people who were farther than the other dorms.

For a second I almost thought he was a girl-

"I thought he might come but Malleus really didn't. It seems the invitation 'never arrived' again. "

Again? (Y/n) repeated in her mind. I almost feel bad for this guy.

But whatever, this 'Malleus' was in no way connected to her, so she could only keep quiet and watch the play filled with half-hearted apologies and lies.

The Prefect of Octavinelle said in a fake tone that fooled many other students, "My deepest apologies. I promise, we didn't intend to exclude you."

"His aura makes it hard to approach him." Riddle voiced out his thoughts, which some others agreed to with a nod of their heads.

"It's fine. Members of the Diasomnia Dormitory can come with me." The little boy faced the said members and one by one they formed two lines with an equal number of people.

"Wait!"

A random student called out. Now, everyone's attention was on him and..
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The broken tablet that laid on his hands.

Oh shit.

Oh shit indeed.

As if sensing her troubled form, Pikachu looked at (Y/n) in both pride and pity.

Azul stared at the tablet for a moment, adjusting his glasses. "If I recall, that is...The tablet the Prefect of Ignihyde used to attend this ceremony."

Crowley panicked once again, "What happened to it?!?!"

(Y/n) had thought of the many options she could pick for this entire situation.

One, she could run away. Where would she run to though?

Two, she could admit that it was her. And risk being turned into stew? Yeah, no.

Or...

Three, just slowly back away...

The (h/cette) let out a small 'oof' when she felt her back colliding with someone's chest. She looked up and met with summer green eyes.

For a while, the man looked at her. Observing each and every feature on her face. He unnoticeably sniffed the girl, then slowly, a smirk crept to his face.

He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "So it was you little herbivore?"

(Y/n) gulped.

Fuck.

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"Then, (Y/n), I'm terribly sorry about this but...We must have you leave the school." Crowley said in a tone that almost sounded like pity. "Those without any talent for magic cannot be allowed to attend class here. "