Stuck in a Twisted Wonderland || (YAN!TWST X F! Gamer Reader)

[Sorry for not posting, but I'll try to work harder during March break.]

[We getting very close to the end of The Rose-Red Tyrant and the beginning of The Usuper of The Wilds, I honestly don't remember the name of the Savanaclaw Arc.]

[My arms hurt...]

[Story:START]
3RD PERSON POV.

At Heartslabyul...

"The Queen of Hearts's rule 249:
'Flamingo caretakers are to don pink attire.' It was supposed to be your turn to feed the flamingos today. Why aren't you wearing pink?" Riddle asked.

"I'm sorry, Housewarden. My pink clothes were in the laundry... Please, sir, not the collar!" The student apologized.

"This is your second rule violation. I cannot forgive a repeated offense." Riddle stated.

[Off With Your Head!]

"Gaaaaaaah!" The student screamed.

"抖阴社区 me a 5,000-word apology and weed the garden for one week, and I'll remove it." Riddle ordered.

"But..." The student sobbed.

"Do you think I enjoy having to do this?! You're the one who broke the rules! As much as I would like to, I cannot ignore these infractions. It's for your own sake. Understood? Trey? Cater? Remove him from the premises." Riddle stated before looking at Trey and Cater, ordering them to take the poor student away. "...Yes, Housewarden." The two agreed in unison, knowing there was nothing much they could do.

Back with the Silly First year trio.. (Adeuce+Y/n)

Library...
1ST PERSON POV

The Adeuce duo and I sat in the library, waiting for Trey, quietly sittings t the table closer to the entrance of he library, idly, chatting  from time to time with each other while so. "According to you, Ace, Trey should come here to return his tart cookbook he borrowed?" I recalled. "Yup! Shouldn't you know, you helped us make it." Ace answered before asking.

"Ace, my buddy, if you had remembered, I was kidnapped by a sleepy lion and a cheeky hyena from Savanaclaw while we we're finding the baskets and equipment to harvest the chestnuts." I glared stating what happened. "Oh sorry I forgot about that.. Oops.." Ace mumbled scratching his head with a tint of pink on his face before looking away.

As we continued chatting to each other about how classes were, or just overall random stuff, we heard and saw the door creak open, and found exactly who we were looking for, or in other words, our four-eyed friend, Trey Clover. "Hello there Trey!" I welcomed. "Hello, Trey." Deuce greeted calmly. "You three!" Trey exclaimed in shock, not expecting us. "We figured that if we waited at the library, you'd show up to return your tart cookbook eventually." Deuce explained. "We still got a problem with the way Housewarden Riddle is handling all of this." Ace stated. "You mean your problems?" I asked teasing him, which ended up knocking a pink on his face.

"Yeah, I thought you might say that." Trey said as he crossed his arms. "Come clean with us. What's your take on Riddle? Is it true you've been pandering to him since the two of you were kids?" Ace attempted to interrogate him. "Ace, if you are trying to get info outta someone at least use a mysterious voice or something sort of threat- you know what never mind I watch too much tawog." I mumbled the last part. "What?! Who told you that?" Trey asked in shock. "Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker, or  what everyone else called him, Chenya. He told us." I stated crossing my arms.

"Chenya... Huh. That explains it." Trey responded after thinking for a bit. "Can you tell us what made Riddle like this, please?" I asked politely. "Well..to say this in short: these sorts of strict rules... They're what created Riddle." Trey stated. "Huh?" Deuce muttered with a confused look on his face. "His parents were famous magical healers. Everyone where we're from knew their names.
His mom was especially talented, and she really wanted Riddle to live up to her legacy. So, from the moment Riddle woke up to when his head hit the pillow at the end of the night... Every aspect of his life was planned, down to the minute, by the education program she made for him." Trey explained. "Damn.. That's almost as bad as my childhood.." I mumbled secretly to myself.