《Winter Wonderland》A Beautiful Tyrant: part 32
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After School
The 1st years all gathered in the hallway and began making their way to Pomefiore dorm. Two certain males were really excited since they managed to pass the audition.
"I guess there's going to be more dancing and singing training for the selected ensemble members," Deuce said, preparing himself as they stopped near the entrance.
"Well, yeah," Ace bluntly says.
"Don't worry, I'll be there to help you along the way," Y/n smiled kindly, as Yuuna looked at the Beautiful Queen's dorm.
"Grrr..." Grim groaned, mad about not being chosen. "I'm still sour that I lost to you two,"
"There is always next time, Grim" Yuuna says, picking up Grim in her arms, petting him softly.
"Hey, guys!" a familiar Scarabia Housewarden called out to the 1st years.
"Oh, hey. It's Kalim and Jamil," Grim muttered. "What are you guys doin' here?" he asked, looking at the two Scarabia members.
"We passed the audition screening," Jamil answered, informing Grim.
"Congrats, Jamil-senpai~" Y/n congrats her soulmate. Jamil nods and smiled warmly before turning to Ace and Deuce, "Did you pass as well?" he asked.
"We sure did!" Ace nods, grinning happily.
"So you performed well at the audition! That's great!" Kalim brightly smiled.
"They totally left ME out, though!" Grim exclaimed. "This really yanks my tail..." he whined.
"I think ever Vil would be hard-pressed to fit YOU on the team," Jamil admits, trying to somewhat comfort Grim.
"Cheer up, Grim. Want a cracker?" Kalim asked.
"Ugh, not this again!" Grim exclaimed, glowering in disgust. "Somebody tell this guy that crackers aren't the answer to everything,"
Y/n and Yuuna began to giggle in the background, until...
"You there- the group of six with a rat. Halt!" A Pomefiore student commands, as he and another make their way in front of the gate. Everyone turned to the two students in mild confusion, while Lumina had a pissed-off expression.
"He dares command an Empress?" Y/n asked. "How imprudent! I shall give you a little lesson-" Yuuna quickly pulled back Y/n, who was muttering cursed words in the Permafrost language, causing the Pomefiore students to look at her in confusion.
"Ahem...Are you talking to us?" asked Deuce.
"I see that you passed the SDC ensemble audition," said the 2nd Pomefiore student, having a grin.
"Yup!" Kalim cheered. "Vil asked to see us. Would you mind taking us to him?"
"Heh...Not as fast. Nobody simply waltzes into our dorm unless it's the beautiful and refined Empress of Permafrost!" the 1st Pomefiore student says, talking about Y/n.
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"Huh?" Ace, Kalim, Grim, and Yuuna asked, completely perplexed.
"The gates of Pomefiore are open only to those who exhibit both beauty and strength like Y/n!" Pomefiore student B said, before throwing a glove on the floor in front of them. "The gauntlet is thrown. Pick it up!
"Wait, I'm confused. Why did he just throw a literal glove at us?" Kalim asked in confusion, picking up the glove as the student has asked.
"Stay Sharp, Kalim!" Jamil demands. "Incoming!"
Y/n deadpanned as she got herself out of Yuuna's grasp, walking up towards the Pomefiore students with an icy glare. "You dare block an Empress? Me?" the students shivered from the sudden drop of temperature and from fear. "Those who block my path get a stern warning, but...I'm not feeling patient today. Move out of my path!" she demanded, moving her hands in front of her, causing the student to freeze in their places.
"W-what is this...? I can't move!"
"What is this magic...?"
Lumina lifted her hands, as the Pomefiore student lifted a few feet in the air, as her friends looked at the situation in front of them in awe. "Dark magic is too merciful for such incompetence. So...suffer the pain of blood magic!" she used blood-bending to harshly throw the two students into the Pomefiore as her friends widen their eyes in shock.
"Myah?!"
"Rgh..." Pomefiore student A groaned in pain, trying to get up. "Y/n's is too powerful..."
"Just remember: this is only the beginning," Pomefiore student B warned, groaning in pain from harshly being thrown into the dorm, as ice dust filled the area from the impact. "The road to true beauty is long and fraught with peril....rgh..." the two students passed out.
Jamil walked beside his future wife. "Why in the world would they attack us unprovoked?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Let's just get to the ballroom for now," Deuce said, sweatdropping at the passed-out students.
As soon as the group arrived at the lounge, they were met by two other students. "You must be the ones who passed the audition!" Pomefiore student C said.
"You got through the guys at the front gate, but they were just your warm-up," Pomefiore D smirked, completely unaware of Y/n's blood magic, thinking that the group fought with the last two.
"Now you face. Don't think for a minute that we'll let you reach our housewarden without a fight!"
'These mortals are troublesome' Focalors sighed in annoyance.
'Indeed'
"What?!" Ace gasped. "YOU guys invited US!"
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"This isn't making any sense!" Grim complained.
"Grrrr" Y/n growled before opening her mouth. "AAAHHHH!" she sang, creating a sound wave with her face, immediately pushing back the two Pomefiore students.
After the sound wave was gone...
"Looks like this is it for me. Alas..." Pomefiore student C grumbled in pain.
"I'm proud to have fought alongside you to the bitter end. We fall as brothers on this battlefield! ...Grk!" Pomefiore D held onto his friend before they both collapsed.
"Dramatic much?" Yuuna spoke, having an unimpressed expression on her face.
"Pomefiore it becoming my least favorite dorm" Y/n grumbled, glaring at the dramatic students.
"Oh, come on!" Ace shouts. "You don't get to act like tragic heroes when you're the ones who started it!
"I'm starting to get the impression that Pomefiore is full of guys who like to spout nonsense. Rook's just one example," Deuce mumbled. "Is that the nature of their souls?!"
"I think it's less about souls and more about relative values," Jamil corrected.
"Aha ha!" Kalim laughed. "Our school is so full of different kinds of people. What fun!" he brightly smiled.
Footsteps were heard, as they all turned to see two more Pomefiore students.
"There they are! It's the ensemble members!"
"By our honor as Pomefiore students, you shall not pass!"
"Myah, another group!" Grim yelped. "They just keep comin'!"
"Something tells me this is going to get crazier..." Yuuna mumbled, having a dead look on her face.
"Let's just make a break for the ballroom," Y/n commanded as the group ran out of the lounge towards the ballroom, while Y/n made sure to keep the two students off their tails.
Y/n slammed the door shut after the group ran inside. Everyone was tired, as they were panted and wheezing like crazy as Y/n just watched pitifully.
Deuce huffed. "We finally made it to the ballroom!" he panted.
"Why is this happening to us?" Ace asked, huffing as he used Yuuna as support.
"Why, because you've become ensemble members, of course," Vil answered, as the Pomefiore trio began sparkling once more, making Y/n put sunglasses on while she covered Yuuna's eyes.
"Myah!" Grim winced along with everyone else minus the females. "That's blinding!"
"I see none of you have dropped out," Vil grinned. "You pass, for now. Y/n, please come here," he asked in some sort of demanding tone.
Y/n sighed as she walked next by Vil's side, having Vanitas chuckle darkly.
"Vil, what is going on here?" Kalim asked.
"What else? A simply warm-up exercise," Vil answered, crossing his arms over his chest. "You got a full-body workout, did you not? Now we can get rehearsals underway immediately. Listen well: we are Night Raven College's selected representatives. We will be aiming for the top spot in the world, on the battlefield that is the Song & Dance Championship," he strictly spoke. "I have no use to performers incapable of overcoming a little adversity. The battle for the figurative crown has already begun. As of this moment, there will be no more fun and games. I'll be whipping you all into presentable shape! All to look beautiful in front of Empress Y/n!"
Jamil widen his eye at the sudden warning and Vil's sudden interest in Y/n. He concluded that Vil could probably be 6th soulmate but wanted to not jump in conclusions just yet. Kalim just looked at Vil in confusion. "U-uh...I'm still confused, but whatever you say!"
Ace got a bit closer to Deuce and Yuuna. "Is it just me, or is Vil giving off the same wibe as our housewarden? Espeically giving off cold vibes like from Y/n," he whispered.
"Heartslabyul, Pomefiore, and Amaryllis are both based on the spirits of Queens," Deuce whispered back. "Maybe they just gravitate to that...? But Y/n is an actual queen..."
"My my, Roi du Poison and his Reine du givre," Rook smiled. "I see you two are taking off at full tilt right out of the gate. You both are so bright and dazzling that everyone else is stunned into inactions. Heh heh heh," he chuckled.
"......" Epel stayed quiet during the conversation.
Vil and Rook gave Y/n a look, causing her to sigh a bit. "Attention, ensemble members: first, allow me to congratulate you on passing. Bravo! Ace. Deuce. Kamil. Jamil. Epel," Y/n said.
"And finally, myself and Vil," Rook began. "The seven of us shall be a tribe from this day forth, with help from Y/n, our beautiful Reine de givre. I look forward to working with ou all up through the SDC. Now go on, Monsieur Pommette, a word of introduction, if you would," he said.
"Hello. My name is Epel," he introduced himself. "It's a pleasure to meet you..." he said shyly.
"Hey, hold up!" Grim intruppted. "You left me and Yuuna outta that whole speech. Why'd you call us over when we already flunked out?"
"Eh? Y/n didn't tell you?" Crowley's voice was heard. "In my infinite generosity, I shall field that question!" he grinned.
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