Twisted Wonderland One-Shots

🍎 Neige Leblanche 🍎

SO Pomefiore chapter came out today, and we saw a very adorable Snow White character!!

His name is Neige! I love him so much (｡•́︿•̀｡) I couldn't help but write something for him, despite us only knowing very little of him. I hope you enjoy!! xo

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You walked alongside Vil; few words passed between the two of you, as it seemed you both had different thoughts occupying and overcrowding your minds as you tried to make your way across the campus. It was such a beautiful day, yet it was a shame you couldn't fully be present to enjoy it. Still, Vil's silent company provided at least some merriment.

But, then, all of a sudden, you heard the faintest little voice rise and fall from a distance. The sound was so quiet, yet it was enough pull you out of your head and ground you for a moment to listen to your surroundings. The voice continued, on and on, never ending, as if in a song. It was so lovely; you couldn't help but fall into a trance, and you craved to hear it more clearly, for the quiet noises were hardly satisfying.

Unconsciously, you began to slow your steps down in attempt to better hear that pretty voice. You slowed until you were almost still, and in seconds, Vil had strayed far ahead of you.

When he noticed, Vil turned around with a glare in his eye to see you appear so dazed, seemingly unconcerned by your present environment. "What are you doing?" he called out to you, stopping himself in the hope that you might catch up.

"Vil," you called back with ease and responding to his question with one of your own, "Don't you hear something?"

Vil tilted his head slightly to convey his confusion. He silently listened to the sounds of the air for a couple moments before he curtly replied, "No."

You blinked twice and took a small step further back, a bit shocked and even hurt at the bluntness of his reply. His tone made you grow weary and skeptical of yourself, causing you to think that, perhaps, that noise was entirely in your head or simply nothing at all... Maybe you were just hearing the songs of birds, or wind-chimes, or something else that buzzed beautifully in the air.

But then, again, that voice sounded in your ears once more, so pristine. You could've sworn that it was a voice you were hearing, not a glamorous fabrication of nature. Oh, it was so alluring... You didn't want to pull away from it. Again and again, you felt that desire to hear it ever clearer, though you wished not to admit that to Vil.

Instead, you told him, "I'm sorry, but please go on without me," the expression on your face was pained and earnest, "I fear I'll only slow you down."

Vil frowned at you as his brows deepened; you could sense the displeasure from the core of his bones, through the air, and into your own lungs. Your fingers trembled, worried as to what he might say, but the simple word of approval: "Alright" was all that passed between his softly pursed lips.

A breath of relief was released from your chest. Your face relaxed, and a faint smile graced your face, filled with gratitude for his allowing you to stray away. But, before he could question you, and before you could think of another thing to say, you turned yourself around and rushed away.

Once safely concealed from Vil's line of sight, you slowed down once more in order to carefully follow the direction of that lovely voice. It was much crisper now that you were slightly closer, and you could clearly hear every note of the fragile tune. You let the voice guide you further, using the clarity as your map while your shoes clicked against the stone tiles of the campus. You tried to keep yourself as quiet as possible, so as not to disturb the pretty voice or have it, perhaps, be frightened away...

You soon found yourself towards the back of the school's campus---a place that you've wondered countless times before. Yet, this time, it was entirely different, for it was exactly the place of which the voice was coming from. Right in the center of the little garden where the wishing well dwelled, there was a strange boy leaning over and humming into it, the source of that beautiful sound.

Startled by the sight of a stranger, you quickly hid yourself behind a thick tree, peering out from the side and observing silently.

He was gorgeous; that was clear to see. He took your breath away with his beauty. The sun gleamed against his black, ebony hair, giving it bright reflections as it also tinted his cheeks and nose with a glittering, gleaming shine. His long, dark lashes cast the perfect shadows over his fair cheeks, and his full lips moved delicately with the sounds of his sweet voice as they curved upwards into a charming smile. 

He was so lovely. You were mesmerized. You couldn't help yourself but to keep watching.

Your gaze traveled down to observe his attire. He wore a comfortable sweater that was elaborately decorated, and on top of that, he had on a white blazer that was clearly a part of a uniform. But... you had never seen such a uniform being worn at Night Raven. What could such a student being doing on this campus? He seemed so out of place.

You don't belong here, The thought was gentle in your mind. What are you doing in this place?

Though the strangeness of his presence concerned you a little, you still gazed at him in admiration. You couldn't help it; he was so striking.

You began to notice that the flowers around him seemed to come alive and bloom even further, and blue birds and doves started flying down near him, some even landing close to him on the ledge of the well. How impressive that was! You figured he must be so skilled in the language of animals, for even the little chipmunks began to scurry around his feet. It reminded you much of Silver in the way that he would often so effortlessly attract woodland animals.

You grinned as loving warmth spread through your chest, caged alongside your rapid beating heart. The scene was just too sweet. In an act of careless bravery, you stepped out from behind the tree and stood right next to it, leaning your should against the bark to have the most comfortable view.

For a moment, everything was at peace. 

Then... All of a sudden, the boy looked up from the well in a state of terror, having somehow noticed your presence. He looked up and straight at you with his wide and trembling eyes.

Your eyes grew wide as well to have his attention fixated on you. "Oh!" the sound escaped your lips right before you closed your hands over your mouth. A rush of heat surged up to your cheeks, flushing them pink. 

In panic, you turned, and you fled, sprinting quickly with the adrenaline that your heart was pumping, pumping, pumping.