[HIATUS] Sausage Party [Twisted Wonderland x Reader]

77: Everyone Wants Me Fr

A/N: I don't remember who gave me the idea but I drew Idia from the last chapter 👍 Also this is short because the next chapter is literally twice as long

Thank you to those who took the time to vote, by the way! I've already deleted that chapter/Announcement but I've already taken the score!

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"Goodness..." Crowley sighs, "Today was a really difficult day. The cafeteria has been redecorated into a wedding hall, but the ghosts have already gone. How irresponsible."

Crewel and Tinkerbell help you pile the crinoline slip into a random corner. It was the material that made your dress so puffy, so now it was hanging down on your figure loosely. You can definitely move around easier, and it's way more lighter. They then start helping you take off the veil and ribbons, dropping it on the crinoline as you remove the sleeves from your arms.

"At this rate, we will not be able to dine in the cafeteria tomorrow."

People eat in the cafeteria even when it's not a school day? You wouldn't know since you make your own food for the gremlins that also come over.

"First years," Crowley announces, "Before returning to your dorms, please clean up the wedding hall. [Y/n], you may take your leave to change your attire."

All together, the first years obviously had protests for the sudden orders from the headmage.

"WHAAAT?!?!"

"First years? Surely Epel and I from the Tuxedo Team are exempt from cleaning up, right?!" Ace asks desperately.

"Of course not, I meant all the first years," Crowley beams, "After all, I am a teacher who treats all students equally!"

"But [Y/n] gets special treatment?!"

"She can't keep walking around like this," Crewel shakes his head, "Poor girl might get a cold."

You roll your eyes, "I'll stay back and help out. I really don't need to get accused of favoritism."

Crewel raises an eyebrow, "But it is favoritism."

"Aren't you supposed to be unbiased with students?" Tinkerbell asks.

"Now, you energetic youngsters!" Crowley interrupts, "Please be quick about it!"

Crewel pats you on the head and picks up the discarded fabrics you removed from your person. The older students were laughing at the first year's misery while walking out of the cafeteria without a care. A few of them stayed back, but you didn't get to see who since your attention was brought to someone else.

Your favorite teacher sighs with everything in his hands, "I will take this to Ramshackle for you. Take care, [Y/n]. I'll see you tomorrow night for the Ghost Hunting club."

You groan, "Uggh! I forgot we're gonna have to deal with them again. I'll come by tomorrow around noon to talk about the text case if that's okay."

"Yes, that's perfectly fine. See you tomorrow."

"Later, alligator."

"We should tie up your dress a bit so you can actually clean without dragging it," Tinkerbell says, "May I?"

"Yes please."

Tinkerbell crouches down, gathering the skirt to figure out how to properly do this. You feel a little silly having someone else do something for you that you can easily do for yourself. This might be what actual royalty go through, and you can't say you're envious of it.