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Riddle woke up in an unusual setting. He wasn’t in his bedroom at Heartslabyul. Judging by the colors and aesthetic, he was in Pomefiore.
Why am I here? I should be in Heartslabyul not Pomefiore.
Riddle then got up from the bed and looked in the mirror. Even his sleepwear was different. Instead of his black pajama outfit and his red and black plaid robe, he was dressed in a red and purple plaid pajama outfit. There was even a robe hanging next to his bed that had a rose pattern on it.
He put on his robe and slippers and headed out the door. “I must find out what exactly is going on,” He said to himself.
Riddle began to roam the halls, “Trey? Cater?” he called out.
“Bonjour my Housewarden!” greeted a voice out of nowhere.
”GAH!” Riddle jumped. “Rook you startled me what are you-! Wait a minute what did you just call me?”
”Um ‘my Housewarden’? Why would you ask such a silly question?” Rook replied.
“I am not your Housewarden. Now where is Vil?”
Rook gasped, “Vil?! Vil Schoenheit?!!”
”Yes…?”
”Oh forgive me! He is not in Pomefiore. Why he is in Heartslabyul. The Housewarden in fact.”
Riddle was more confused than ever. “Housewarden of Heartslabyul?! I am Housewarden of Heartslabyul! Tell me what in Twisted Wonderland is going on this instant!”
”My king, did you hit or head or something? Feeling a bit under the weather? Drank a bad potion?”
”No I didn’t hit my head or drink a bad potion! I am feeling just fine!”
“Wha’ in tarnation is goin’ on?” said another voice with a thick accent.
”Oh Monsieur Pommette! It seems as though our Housewarden’s a little mixed up. Roi des Roses thinks he is Heartslabyul’s Housewarden.”
At least my nickname’s the same.
”O’ Heartslabyul? Did you hit your head on a case of apple juice of somethin’?”
“NO I DID NOT!!” Riddle shouted getting frustrated. “And what is with the accent Epel?”
”Wha’ you mean? This is how I always talk,” asked Epel.
”We can talk about this later. As your Vice Housewarden I suggest you get dressed before you are late to class,” said Rook as he pushed Riddle towards his room.
”Hey! Don’t push me! WE ARE NOT DONE HERE!”
After being pushed back into his room, Riddle went straight to the closet and pulled out his school uniform. He started to remove his robe until he felt eyes watching him. “Rook! Why are you still here?!”
”Oh! My apologies Monsieur! I just wanted to witness your beauty first hand.”
”EXCUSE ME?! BY WATCHING ME CHANGE?!”
”Why yes! It’s not everyday I witness beauty as exquisite as yours.”
”GET OUT!” Riddle screamed his face turning red. “Does he do this with Vil?” he asked himself after Rook left.
I wonder if anyone else has been infected other than me and Vil?