Beauty & The Beasts (Twisted Wonderland x Reader)

A Ticket or Two -86-

The next day was incredibly important as Crowley would be witnessing the group's progress, but before he came, there was a quick practice round to make sure everything was perfect. Unfortunately, Vil seemed to be sick today. Or... at least that was what you thought. He was acting different, saying things you thought you'd never hear.

Instead of snapping his fingers at you, he now turned and said, "manager, would you please start the music," or "can you hit the lights, manager?" Completely out of the ordinary for him. Although Rook seemed to be the only one who noticed, quietly chuckling to himself in amusement.

"The Song & Dance Championship is just around the corner. Starting today, we'll be doing rehearsals in full costume." The beautiful blonde announced once Crowley was present, now wearing his normal school uniform instead of his gym one. Gesturing towards himself, Ace raised an eyebrow. "You mean in our school uniforms?" He inquired blankly.

Rook gave him a curt nod. "Precisely. After all, we are representing Night Raven College when we take the stage." The male responded. "That, and school uniforms are ideal attire for a boy band that projects a youthful image," Vil added, "Naturally, these are specially tailored uniforms that stretch to accommodate dance moves. You can thank the headmage for having them made." He finished before waving a hand to gesture towards the smiling bird standing next to him.

Placing a hand over his heart, Crowley shook his head. "Oh, think nothing of it. It's a small price to pay for massive school publicity—" He quickly coughed and cleared his throat, "Ahem. I mean, you boys deserve the freedom to dance to your fullest!" The man corrected with his arms spread out excitedly.

Looking down at his cream colored cardigan, Kalim pouted. "I would've liked costumes with a little more razzle-dazzle, personally." The Scarabia housewarden commented. "It's not our call to make." Jamil replied bluntly.

Vil suddenly clapped, eyes darting around the room in the process. "Enough chitchat. We're going to do the full song from top to bottom." The blonde ordered with his hands on his hips. Everyone nodded in response. "Yes, sir!" They cried as you leaned down to the music box. "I'll start the song!" You announced before the melody filled up the room.

The group performed in an effortlessly perfect way that even the headmage was left awestruck by the end of it. "Oh... OOOH! Marvelous. Simply marvelous! You're all in such perfect sync!" The man exclaimed with a clap. You nodded proudly. "I know, right?!" You smiled back.

"I knew I made the right call putting Schoenheit in charge of production. An ultra-trendy song, sharp dance moves, incredible singing, and highly thematic lyrics... I give it top marks across the board!" Crowley beamed. Vil only let out an amused scoff in reply. "Heh... But of course. What do you take me for?" The blonde inquired.

Crowley just laughed. "What I've always taken you for. A leading global talent—no, correction—the housewarden of Pomefiore, our campus's most historic and beautiful dorm. The SDC is a musical recital. We won't know what songs the other schools have chosen until the day of... But you have a level of polish that makes you worthy of being called top contenders. Schoenheit. NRC. Defeat Royal Sword Academy and prove your beauty to the world!" The bird shouted out determinedly. You sweat dropped. That's... a bit much. But at the same time, this was Crowley.

Everyone saluted to the man. "Yes, sir!" They shouted. Kalim suddenly put a hand on your arm, leaning over to whisper to you. "The headmage seems very enthusiastic about this whole thing, don't you think?" He questioned softly. On your other side, overhearing the conversation, Jamil scoffed and crossed his arms. "Knowing him, he probably thinks it would be a huge publicity boost if we won." He muttered. You nodded in agreement. "Oh, definitely."