After classes were done for the day; (Y/n), Ace, Deuce, and Grim made their way to the woods in the back of the school to retrieve some chestnuts for the tart. "Whoa! There really are a ton of chestnuts just layin' around. I'm gonna be livin' large on chestnut tarts! Mmm!" Then Grim walks over to grab one. "Let's get grabbin'- YOWCH! Myah! The chestnut spines pricked my paws!" Grim waves his paw around. (Y/n) kneels to pull the spine from his paw. "Maybe you shouldn't touch anything sharp from now on." Deuce nodded his head in agreement. "I don't think we can do this with our bare hands. And we need something to put them in, too."

"Maybe we can find some supplies in the botanical garden?" Ace suggested. "Let's take a look." Deuce led the way as the others followed. They made it to the botanical garden, which was bigger than they expected once they stepped inside. "Whoa, I didn't realize this place was so huge." Ace's eyes widen. "If it's this large, it's got to have a groundskeeper. Let's split up and look." Deuce suggested. "Sure. Dibs on the right side." Ace points at the right. "Then how about I go left, while Grim and (Y/n) go straight ahead?" Deuce turned to (Y/n). "That sounds fair to me." (Y/n) nodded. Once Ace and Deuce split up, Grim pulls on (Y/n)'s leg. "Hey, come take a look at this! There's a ton of fruit growing here! Smells like they're ripe, too!"

"Don't touch anything, Grim. We can't have a repeat of you getting a spine in your paw again." (Y/n) walked as she admired the plants and trees in the garden. It reminded her of the forest back in Earthrealm. As she was admiring the plant life, she suddenly stepped on something and heard a voice. "What did I step on?" She asked.

"Hey! You got some nerve steppin' on my tail and just walkin' away!"

(Y/n) turned to see it was the same student with the lion ears she met in orientation. Grim decided to speak up first. "Are you the groundskeeper? Not sure you oughta be talkin' to students that way, pal."

"Ain't nothin' worse than bein' in the middle of a good nap and havin' some jerk step on your tail." The lion boy glares at (Y/n). "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice your tail." (Y/n) apologized. The lion boy then smirked at (Y/n). "You... I know you. You're that herbivore from Orientation who couldn't use magic." He then stepped closer and sniffed close to her neck. (Y/n) gasped, and she stepped back from him. "Why did you sniff me?!"

"Huh. It's true. You smell different magic. Not from this world." He smirked. "Then you must be smelling Edenian magic. I learned how to use it from my mother." (Y/n) said. He continued to smirk at (Y/n). "Well, why don't we see how your magic is then?" Grim hides behind (Y/n). "I dunno what's up with this guy, but when he looks at me, it makes every follicle of fur stand on end..."

The lion boy gets into a fighting stance. (Y/n) gets her fighting stance. "I don't need magic for a fair fight." She told. "No one gets to stomp on my tail and just walk away without payin' the price. I'm in a bad mood on account of bein' woken up from my nap, too. That's gonna cost you a tooth." The lion boy continued to smirk. (Y/n) smirked back. "I'm sorry. I'm afraid I can't afford to pay you back."

Grim yells as he hides behind a tree. "(Y/n)! Cheese it!" Instead of listening, (Y/n) and the lion boy engaged in kombat. The lion boy tried to attack (Y/n) with some kicks, but she was able to block them. She goes for a punch, but he holds her fist. (Y/n) quickly kicks him away before he can get the upper hand. "You're strong. I respect that in a woman." The lion boy stood up straight. (Y/n) was confused about why he stopped fighting her. "Thank you. You are a formidable opponent." She smiled.

"Leona! There you are!"

"Heh?" Now, knowing that his name was Leona, he turned to see a hyena boy walking towards them. "I knew I'd find you here! We got after-school classes today, remember?" The hyena boy reminded. Leona groans in annoyance. "Ugh... And now I've got this guy on my tail..." The hyena boy just shook his head. "Leona, you've already had to repeat one year. If you get held back again, we'll be in the same grade!" Leona just rolled his eyes. "Oh, put a sock in it already. I'm tired of all yer yappin', Ruggie."

Now named Ruggie spoke up. "Look, you think I like always being on your case? C'mon, man. You act like it'd be hard for you. You could skate through life if you'd just TRY. Come on! Let's go already!" Ruggie tried to push Leona forward. Leona rolled his eyes before he smirked at (Y/n). "Hrmph... Next time you stink up my territory, there's gonna be a price to pay, herbivore!" He then walks off. Ruggie followed, but not before he and (Y/n) nodded at each other. Grim quickly hugs (Y/n)'s leg. "Myah! I don't like the sound of that! What is up with this nutso?" (Y/n) shakes her head as she chuckles. "Judging by his uniform, I'd say he's a student. Not the groundskeeper." She picked up Grim and placed him on her shoulders. Before they could go back to searching for the supplies, they heard Ace and Deuce coming towards them.

"Yo, guys, we found baskets and tongs." Ace called out. Deuce noticed their expressions. "What in the world happened to you two?" Grim was still stressed about what had happened. "Oh, right, the chestnuts! We gotta gather those chestnuts so I can get my tart on! We'll fill 'em in on the crazy groundskeeper while we forage." Grim begins to explain as they all head back to the woods.

Once they returned to the woods, they collected the chestnuts needed, as Grim explained what happened. "...and then he peaced out!" Ace just shakes his head. "Yeah, no way was that guy the groundskeeper." Then Grin puts his paw to his chin. "Y'know, now that I think about it, he WAS wearin' the golden vest of that Pajama-clog dorm." Deuce paused and turned to Grim. "Pajama... clog? You mean Savanaclaw? You know, I'm starting to think that there's an awful lot of delinquents here at Night Raven..."

"He did surprise me when he decided to face me in kombat. Though, I did accidentally step on his tail. I guess he needed to let out some steam." (Y/n) puts some chestnuts in her basket. "All right, that should be enough chestnuts. Let's get these baskets over to Trey!" Ace got up and picked up his basket. "Myahaha! Now that we're all gassed up, it's destination: Flavortown, baby!" Grim cheered as he hopped on (Y/n)'s shoulders.

The four of them made it to the school kitchen to meet up with Trey since Ace was still banned from entering his dorm. Trey walked over to greet them. "Welcome back. Looks like you got plenty!" Grim hops on the counter. "Now you can make us some massive tarts!" (Y/n) grabs hold of the little cat-like monster. "Grim, mind your manners." Trey adjusted his glasses. "Well, the bigger the tarts, the harder it'll be to peel all these nuts, so... good luck with that!"

"We have to peel all of these...? Suddenly, the whole room is spinning..." Deuce grew nervous. "Preparation is the key to good baking." Trey explained. "Yeah, yeah, I know. We've come this far. We're not giving up now!" Ace exclaimed.

Then, everyone began to peel the chestnuts they had been collecting. There were times that (U/n) caught Grim trying to eat some of them. So, she karate-chopped him in the head to stop him from eating any of them. It took them nearly an hour to peel, but they were able to finish up. "There! Finally got 'em all pureed!" Ace whipped the sweat from his forehead. "My arm is killing me..." Deuce rolled his arms. "My hands were getting some exercise." (Y/n) rubbed her hands. "Nice work. It'll be all the sweeter for your pain!" Trey smiled. "Very funny, Trey." (Y/n) playfully narrowed her eyes at him. "The smell alone already has me droolin'..." Grim drooled at the sight of food. "I just need to add butter and sugar to the chestnut paste, and a sensible splash of oyster sauce - that's my secret ingredient!" Trey pulled out the ingredients. "Oyster sauce?!" Ace and Deuce yelled out. (Y/n) covered her mouth to stop her laughing. "Yep. The umami of the oysters gives the cream a deep, savory flavor. I use this one here: Walrus-brand Young Oyster Sauce. All the best bakers use it in their tarts." Trey explained. "Really? But isn't oyster sauce like, super salty?" Deuce questioned. "Some folks put chocolate into curry, don't they? Maybe it's the same idea." Ace thought out loud. Trey couldn't hold it in as he bursted out laughing. "Pfft... Ah ha ha ha! I'm totally lying! No one in their right mind would put oyster sauce into a pastry." Trey continued to laugh.

"What?! So you were just yankin' our chain?" Ace glared. "Ah ha ha! I mean, if you'd used your brain, you'd have realized how ridiculous it was! Let that be a lesson to you. Don't believe everything you hear." Trey laughed. (Y/n) giggles. "Even I know you don't touch anything salty for sweet bakery. It's a good thing I've done some baking with Emerald every time Meena and I visit her." Grim frowns. "Feh. And here I thought that human was actually somewhat decent."

Trey stopped laughing. "Next, I'll put in the cream... Oh!" His eyes widen. "What's wrong, Trey?" (Y/n) asked. "You guys gathered so many chestnuts that we may have overdone it with the chestnut paste. I don't think we have enough cream to mix in." Trey explained. "Then I'll go buy some. Do they sell it at the school store?" Deuce volunteered as he raised his hand. "They sell pretty much everything, so... probably. Can I have you pick me up a few other things? I need two cartons of milk, two packs of eggs, some muffin cups, five cans of fruit..." Trey wrote down a list on paper as he handed it to Deuce. "I don't think I'll be able to carry all that back. (Y/n), could you come with me?" Deuce turned to (Y/n). "Of course. And this would be a great opportunity to see more of the school." (Y/n) smiled. "Then I'm comin' too! I'm getting dizzy from all this stirrin'. I need a break!" Grim hops on (Y/n)'s shoulders.

Deuce, (Y/n), and Grim exited the kitchen as they made their way to the school store. They were able to find it in no time when they saw the sign that said 'Mister S's Mystery Shop.' Deuce hops the door to let (Y/n) enter inside first. They were in awe of what the shop looked like. "Hello, can I get some he- Whoa. This shop is wild. They have crystal skulls, grimoires, taxidermied... Uh, I don't even know what animal that is!" Deuce's eyes widen. "This is amazing." (Y/n) smiles as she browses through the store. "You think they really sell cream here?" Grim looks around the shelves.

Suddenly, a young man appears from behind the counter. He had magenta eyes, black-and-purple locs flipped over the right side of his head, and an undercut. He wears a maroon blazer; he wears a bright purple vest that has skeletal motifs as buttons. He has a hat that is sewn together of maroon and black colored parts, a small skull affixed to his, and red clothing wrapped around the hat. He wears a necklace decorated with long, tooth-looking bones. He even has white painted over his eyes and down his collarbone to resemble a skeleton. "Greetings, my stray imps, How fare you today? Welcome to Mr. Sam's Mystery Shop. What among my humble selection interests you? A charm from a secluded land? The mummified remains of an ancient king? A cursed tarot card?"

"You have a mummified king here?" (Y/n) tilted her head. "Myah! I wasn't expectin' this kinda selection." Grim hid behind (Y/n)'s legs. "Um, we wanted to buy all the items on this list..." Deuce handed Sam the list. "Ring up two cans of tuna while you're at it!" Grim chimed in. "No, Grim! We're not here for tuna!" Deuce scolded. Sam reviewed the list. "What's this? Cream and eggs and... Quite the sacchariferous list! I'll get everything for you." Sam winked at them as he went to the back to gather the supplies. "Whoa... He really does stock that stuff, huh?" Deuce was in awe. "This shop really is something extraordinary." (Y/n) nodded. Sam came back as he bagged the supplies. "Here you go. It's pretty heavy... Are you sure you can carry this? Luckily for you, our 1/100th-size flying saucers are 30% off today. Perfect for carrying groceries!" He offered. "Ooh, lemme see! That sounds awesome!" Grim happily exclaimed. Deuce waved his hand to dismiss the offer. "We're fine, thank you. Let's go, Grim." Deuce grabbed half the bags while (Y/n) grabbed the rest. "Let's go, Grim." (Y/n) called out. "Myah! I didn't realize today was National No Fun Allowed Day!" Grim whines. "Very well. Then until next time, my little imps. Do come again! Ciao!" Sam waved goodbye to them.

Deuce, (Y/n), and Grim were walking on Main Street as they were heading back to the kitchen to finish baking the tart. "That store was amazing." Deuce smiled at (Y/n). "It was. I need to remember to buy more school supplies there when Crowley gives me another allowance." (Y/n) smiles back. "Yeah, and you're amazingly cheap." Grim grumbles. "Who are you calling cheap?!" Deuce glares at Grim. He turns to (Y/n). "Hmph. (Y/n), looks like you got the bag with all the cans. That must be heavy. Let me take that one. I've got a little trick for carrying heavy bags." Deuce tried to trade, but (Y/n) politely declined the offer. "That's alright, Deuce. I'm used to carrying heavy objects. It's how I get stronger in my training. Also, I didn't know there's a trick for groceries."

"Yeah. My mom always used to stock up at sales, and the bags would get ridiculously heavy." Deuce sheepishly scratched his head. "I was the only man in the house, so I got to do all the heavy lifting, and- Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to monopolize the conversation." Deuce stopped his ranting. "No, don't be. I think it's sweet how you take care of your mother." (Y/n) smiles. Deuce gave her a sad smile. "No, it wasn't like that at all. The truth is, I-Owww!" Suddenly, he bumped into someone, and the eggs he was carrying were cracked and fell on the floor. "Myah! The eggs!" Grim panicked. "T-The carton of eggs is totally smashed! And now the bag's dripping egg good everywhere." Deuce yelled.

Turns out that they bumped into the same delinquents from lunch earlier. "Ouch! Why don't you watch where you're- Hey! You're the jerks who broke the egg yolk on my carbonara!" The first delinquent glares. He then glares at (Y/n). "And you're that little bitch who paralyzed us too!" His friend smirked as he crossed his arms. "I've had about enough of you punks. You need to learn your place!" He cracked his knuckles.

"What exactly did you call me?" (Y/n) gave them a death glare. Deuce's fists were shaking in anger as he stepped in front of (Y/n). "......You're the ones who darted out at us from around a corner! And you picked a fight with us at lunch over an egg that you were still totally able to eat!
And now you've destroyed six of OUR eggs! You even called (Y/n) that horrible name!" Grim pointed in agreement. "Yeah! He's right! And don't you call (Y/n) that!"

The first delinquent just smirked. "So what? You sayin' that was our fault?" Deuce gave a firm nod. "I am. Please reimburse us for the eggs. And then apologize to the chickens. And to (Y/n) for calling her that bad name." The second delinquent teased Deuce. "Ooh, look who's got his big boy pants on. You sure are makin' a big deal outta some stupid eggs." Deuce continued to glare at them. "What?"

"They haven't even touched the ground, so they're still edible. Quit whinin'." The first delinquent taunt. "You should thank us for savin' ya the trouble of crackin' 'em!" The second delinquent smirked. Then, the both of them laughed together. "That ain't funny." Deuce spoke up. This confused the delinquents, and they stopped laughing. "I said, THAT AIN'T FUNNY!!!
You don't get to call my eggs stupid. You don't get to call ANY eggs stupid! Those eggs may not have gotten to be chicks, but they were gonna make some amazing tarts! And you called (Y/n) a BITCH!!! No one! I repeat NO ONE calls her that!!! Do you get it yet? DO YOU?!" Deuce yelled out.

"What is with this guy all of a sudden?!" The second delinquent was in shock to hear Deuce yell out. "You owe me six eggs. You owe my friend an apology! If ya ain't gonna pay me for em, then you're gettin' a bruise for each one!" Deuce stepped closer to them. "Are you serious right now?!" The first delinquent questioned. Deuce slammed his fist into his hand. "Buckle up, jerks!"

(Y/n) quickly grabs hold of Grim and the groceries to bring them to the side as Deuce is dealing with the delinquents. She wanted to help, but seeing this side of Deuce, maybe it would be best to let him blow off some steam. Grim would hide behind her leg as they watched Deuce throwing punches. Once the delinquents were down, they quickly got away from Deuce and ran off. "This guy's outta his mind!" The first delinquent screamed. "Bwah! L-Let's get outta here!" The second delinquent cried as they both got away. "Next time you eat an egg, you better apologize a hundred times, you buncha chumps! And never call my friend a bitch ever again!" Deuce screamed out. He was panting from the fighting he'd done. (Y/n) quill y walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Deuce, please calm down. You've won." Grim joins them. "Whoooooa..." Deuce continued to pant from frustration before he calmed down and realized what he'd done. "What's wrong?" Grim asked. "I did it again, didn't I...? ARGH! I was dead-set on becoming an honor student this time, too!" Deuce collapsed to his knees as he punched the floor. (Y/n) kneeled next to him. "Deuce, please tell me what's wrong."

Deuce stared at (Y/n) for a second before he began to explain what was wrong with himself. "When I was in middle school, I was pretty wild. I cut school all the time and got into fights. I called my teachers names, hung out with bullies, bleached my hair... I blasted around tight curves on my Magic Wheel...I'd show off my magic to kids who couldn't use it yet... I was a total punk." Deuce looked down in shame. "So you were only a little more annoying than you are now?" Grim asked. "Grim, hush!" (Y/n) scolded Grim before she turned back to Deuce. "I did notice your change in back in the Dwarf's Mine." She told. "But one night, I saw my mom talking on the phone to my grandma. She was trying to hide from me, but I saw her, and I could tell she was in tears. She was saying how she must have been a horrible mom, and that maybe she never should have tried to raise me by herself. That had nothin' to do with it! She hadn't done anything wrong. It was all me." Deuce sighed before he continued. "When the carriage came to take me to Night Raven College, she was so happy for me. I decided then and there that this time, I wouldn't do anything to make her cry. This time, I'd become an honor student - someone she could be proud of. And I already messed it all up!" Deuce continued to beat himself up about it.

"I mean, did ya, though? Is putting up with jerks what honor students do?" Grim questioned. Deuce looked up at him. "Even I, Grim the Magnanimous, was ready to pound those losers into tuna paste! You just got to 'em first." Grim smirked. (Y/n) smiled as she scooted closer to Deuce. "You know, Grim is right about this. Those boys deserve it for their behavior. "You guys..." Deuce stared at them. "Honor students or the greatest people get angry too." (Y/n) smile. "You know, you almost remind me of Kabal. He used to be in a Black Dragons before he joined the police force. He's also one of my father's champions in defending the peace my family has created. If he can change, I know you could too." She smiled as she kissed his cheek as her way to saying thanks for standing up for her. Deuce blushed and smiled back as he placed his hand on top of hers. "Heh heh... I guess you're right! I just hope those chicks can rest in peace." Deuce turned to the broken eggs. "Um, Deuce. Those eggs were never fertilized, so there are no chickens inside." Deuce's eyes widen. "Wha- WHAAAAAT?! Are you kidding me?!" His voice echoed through Main Street

The three of them made it back to the kitchen after the whole fiasco back in Main Street. Ace was the first to greet them. "Ah, you're finally back! Took ya long enough." Trey joins them. "Let's get this tart-y started!" (Y/n) smiles and shakes her head at Trey's corny joke. They all gathered the ingredients they needed and began their work to make the tart. It didn't take long for them to finish as Trey added up the finishing touches. "Okay, now we just sprinkle on a little powdered sugar, and..."

"Finished!" Grim, Ace, and (Y/n) cheered. "Fin...ished..." Deuce sighed. "Did something happen to him while you were shopping?" Ace moved closer to (Y/n). "Let's just say that he learned the hard way about eggs-related lessons." (Y/n) told. "For sixteen years, I was so sure..." Deuce shakes his head in defeat. (Y/n) walks over to him and pats his back to comfort him. "Yeah, whatever. I'm pretty beat. Making tarts sure takes it outta you." Ace messaged his shoulder. Cater then waltzes in and wraps his arm around (Y/n). "Hey, fam! You look wrecked. Are the tarts done? Ooh, those look sooo cute! Lemme snap a quick pic for Magicam!" He takes out his phone. "What, NOW you decide to show up?" Ace crossed his arms. "Nice of you to join us, Cater." (Y/n) playfully shook her head. "I just came to see how hard my little newbs were working." Cater pulled her closer. Trey walked by and pulled Cater off of (Y/n). "It's tough work if you're not used to it. But there's no better cure for the ails of fatigue than something sweet from the oven! Help yourself to some of this tart." Trey then cuts everyone a slice of tart. Everyone cheered to the treat. "Pretty funny how you managed to show right when it was ready to eat, Cater." Ace said. "Heh heh. Someone's gotta be the official taster!" Cater laughs. "Mmmm... That smells so good... Glossy chestnuts on top, fluffy cream below... I can't wait another second. I'm going in!" Grim licks his lips, and then he takes a bite of his tart. "Oh, dang..." Ace enjoyed his tart. "This is delicious!" (Y/n) happily ate her tart. Cater eats a small piece of tart. "Yuuum! Liked and subscriiibed!" Deuce takes a bite of his slice. "This is like something from a fancy bakery." Grim munched more on his treat. "Rich in flavor, yet not too sweet... It's like chestnuts are dancing across my tongue!"

"Is that... a good thing?" Trey sheepishly smiled. "It is. You should be proud." (Y/n) smiled at him. Cater then got an idea. "Oh, Trey! You gotta do the thing." Trey was confused at first. "The thing? Oh... That." Ace was confused. "Uh, wanna fill me in here?"

"What's everyone's favorite food?" Trey asked. "Me? Probably cherry pie. Or hamburgers." Ace told. "Canned tuna's at the top of my list. Then maybe cheese omelets, roast meat, pudding..." Grim made a list of his favorite foods. "If I had to pick, I guess I'd say... omelet rice?" Deuce said. "I like a nice lamb chop with diablo sauce." Cater smiled. "What about you, (Y/n)?" Trey turned to (Y/n). "If I had to choose it would be (f/f)." (Y/n) replied. Trey smiled as she pointed his pen at everyone's tarts. "All right, you've got it...Doodle Suit!"

"Huh? What does that mean?" Deuce stared at his tart. "Take another bite of your tart and see." Trey encouraged. Ace takes a bite first. "Huh? How- Now it tastes like cherry pie!" Grim bites into his next. " It's just like canned tuna!" He continued to munch on his treat. Now it tastes like a cheese omelet! And grilled meat! And pudding!"

"Neat trick, eh? That's gotta be a hit when Trey's having tea with the ladies." Cater winks at (Y/n). She then eats her tart. Her eyes widen in surprise. "Trey, this is incredible!" She smiled. "It's very impressive. Is changing flavors your signature spell, Trey?" Deuce asked. "Technically, it's "overwriting characteristics." I can change taste, color, smell, whatever. It only lasts for a little while. But it is kinda like covering up the real thing hence, "painting." Trey explained."If I had magic like that, I could be eatin' canned tuna every meal of every day! That's way better than Riddle's stupid collar magic!" Grim said. "Oh, that's in a whole other league. His signature spell is a weapon. Mine's just childish prestidigitation." Trey told. "Don't sell yourself short, Trey. You can use your magic to your advantage when needed." (Y/n) said. Trey smiled at her. "Speaking of Riddle - it's too late to give him these now. Let's call it a day and do it tomorrow. Don't forget that tomorrow's the unbirthday party. You don't want to be late." Trey reminded.

Ace then scoots close to (Y/n) and gives her his puppy dog eyes. "(Y/n), can I crash with you again? It doesn't sound like I'll be allowed back in my own dorm tonight." Cater joined in. "Again, seriously?" Deuce pushed Ace away from (Y/n). "It isn't right to keep mooching off of (Y/n), Ace." Grim nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it ain't! If you wanna stay tonight, you gotta pay for the privilege! Ten cans of tuna!"

Ace glares at Grim. "What?! Guess I'm sleeping outside, then." (Y/n) placed her hand on Ace's shoulder. "Of course, you can stay the night, Ace. I won't let you sleep outside." Ace smiled at her. "At least you're nice to me."

Trey walks over to them and turns to Deuce. "Why don't you go and stay at (Y/n)'s dorm too, Deuce, so you can keep an eye on him? As vice housewarden, I can issue you a sleepover pass." Hearing his request, Deuce nodded in agreement.

"That's our Trey, always spoiling the newbs. What fun for you. Ooh, maybe I'll come too! What do you say, (Y/n)?" Cater hugs (Y/n). Trey pulls Cater off her. "No pass for you."

"Aww. Sad trumpet... Womp womp wooomp." Cater pretends to play the sad trumpet. Trey turns to (Y/n). "Sorry to dump them all on you, (Y/n). At least it's just for tonight." (Y/n) waved her hand dismissively. "It's not trouble. I'm happy to have the company."

"Tomorrow's the unbirthday party. Finally, I'm gonna get rid of this stupid collar! Just you wait, Riddle!" Ace proclaimed. The freshmen left for Ramshackle Dorm, leaving their seniors to head back to Heartslabyul Dorm. When Trey and Cater made it to the Lounge, a student ran up to them. "Trey! Cater! You're finally back! We've been looking everywhere for you!"

"What happened?" Trey asked. "Ten dorm members were caught violating rule 256..."No drinking honey-sweetened lemonade after 8 p.m." Housewarden Riddle collared them all!" The student explained. Cater and Trey were worried about the situation. "I can't take it anymore! I can't live like this! Everything we do violates some insane rule! I want to transfer to another dorm..." The student begins to sob. Trey placed his hand on the student's shoulder. "It'll be okay. We'll go talk to the housewarden. You go back to your room." The student nodded at his Vice Housewarden's order and left for his room. Carter turned to Trey as he sighed. "... Guess I'd better go make some tea or something, as a show of deference to the Queen." He then walked off.

"Thanks, Cater." Trey said before Cater left. "Oh, but make sure it's herbal tea, not black. You know what rule 153 says about drinking tea at night."

Cater nodded at him. "...Yeaaah, sure. Of course."