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Completely Slipped My Mind (Part One)
Diasomnia Dorm - Lounge
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Oh, Malleus! Night Raven College's uniform looks magnificent on you. |
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I suppose this IS the first time you've seen me wear it. |
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It is! You cut such a dignified figure. Simply dazzling! |
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You're rather suave in your ceremonial robes yourself, Sebek. I am glad that orientation passed without incident. |
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You... You honor me! I will never take these robes off for as long as I live! |
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That's disgusting. Get changed. |
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I don't want to hear another word out of you, Silver! Malleus, I will do everything within my power to serve you. I swear it on these robes you extolled! |
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I...see. Then I'll expect nothing less. |
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Yessir! |
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Gracious... Where does he get all that energy? Moving on, I see Malleus is still upset that he missed orientation. |
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He is? He seems fine to me. |
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You haven't noticed? Look how he's staring at Sebek. |
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...... |
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He's clearly brimming with jealousy. |
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Is that what that is? |
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Sebek, as exceedingly enthusiastic as you are about being complimented by Malleus, you need to wash your clothes. |
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Yes, of course, Lilia. I could not possibly inconvenience my esteemed master by being unclean in his presence. Farewell, o sanctified stink. You will be missed. |
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Sure, listen to him and not me. |
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Then could you gather everyone's apparel to have it cleaned? Including Malleus's ceremonial robes, of course. |
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Why? Once again, I have not worn them. They should not be dirty. |
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What's the harm? It's not a bad idea to take them out of the closet every now and then. |
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Except that it is a pointless effort. Even next year, I doubt I'll... |
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You still have plenty of time left here. What if the time comes when you need them and they reek of mold? |
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Fine. If you insist, I will prepare them for my next opportunity to wear them. Sebek, would you take my robes to be cleaned? |
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Yessir! They'll be in good hands, sir. |
Diasomnia Dorm - Lounge
A few days later...
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Malleus. Lilia. I have returned with everyone's laundered clothes. |
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Oh, my ceremonial robes. Well done. |
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You may hand Malleus's to me. Let's get those put away. |
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And those pitiable robes return once more to their closet prison. |
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Don't be so pessimistic. Their fate may yet be reversed someday.Hm? |
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What's the matter, Father? |
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The robes Sebek brought back...don't belong to Malleus. |
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Whaaat?! |
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Malleus's robes were specially tailored. These are the same as any regular student's. |
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Were they? It's been so long since I've worn them that I don't recall. |
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How could I make such a grave— Wait a minute. The receipt clearly says "Prince Malleus Draconia" on it. |
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You're right. It must have been the staff's mistake. |
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Then who do these belong to? They are too big for you, Lilia. |
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They're much too large, yes! Though at my height, that would be true of practically anyone's robes. |
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What about you, Silver? |
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I've tried them on, but they're slightly too big for me as well. They must belong to someone taller. |
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Then Sebek is the only one left. Try them on. |
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Yessir! |
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They seem to be just my size. Neither too big, nor too small. |
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So yours got switched with Malleus's. Sebek, go check your closet. |
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Wait. These robes appear rather worn to belong to someone who just matriculated. If they are Sebek's, then they would have been worn only once and washed once. And yet they show damage from repeated laundering. |
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Your observational skills are truly outstanding, Malleus! |
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So, it's someone who's been to a number of ceremonial affairs. We can rule out freshmen, at least. |
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One would think that'd apply to me... |
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Don't scowl so, Malleus. The true owner of these robes must have just felt a shiver down his spine. |
Completely Slipped My Mind (Part Two)
Diasomnia Dorm - Lounge
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Hm? Someone has come. We should greet them. |
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I'll go see who it is. |
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Listen, Malleus, don't concern yourself over missing orientation. It's not that everyone fears you so greatly that they intentionally neglected to invite you. It was just another unfortunate accident. Don't get so worked up over it. |
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I'm not. Humans always avoid me. This is nothing new. |
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It is inexcusable that they would not extend an invitation to you! I will punish them on your behalf, Malleus! |
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I said I am not concerned about it. Drop it. |
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Y-yes, of course! My apologies! |
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There's no point in hiding it from me, Malleus. You have grown into a fine future ruler of Briar Valley. However, as young as you are, you still have much to learn. |
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I know that. I came to this school for that very reason: to broaden my knowledge. |
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If it was merely knowledge you sought, why did you go to the trouble of leaving Briar Valley? Reach deep within and ponder it seriously. The truth is, you... |
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Malleus. |
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Silence, Silver. Lilia is speaking! How DARE you interrupt him! |
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You're being much more disruptive than I am. Malleus, Housewarden Leona and Ruggie of Savanaclaw have come to visit. |
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Kingscholar? This is an unexpected visit. What is your business here? I don't recall making an appointment with you. |
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Why would I need an appointment? You look like you got plenty of time on your hands. |
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We were gettin' nowhere talkin' with Silver. Sorry to barge in. |
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This place's so stuffy and irritatin'. How're you people not miserable livin' here? |
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Scoundrel! Your words are an affront! Silence that foul mouth of yours, you— |
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No, you are the one who should be silent, Sebek. This is Housewarden Kingscholar of Savanaclaw. He is the second prince of Sunset Savanna. Royalty is owed respect. And besides which, he may have come to invite me to a party today. Is that right, Kingscholar? |
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That some kinda fae joke or somethin'? I'm just makin' a delivery here. |
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A gift for me? I wonder what it could— ...Oh. |
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Those are ceremonial robes. |
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Let me take a look. Hmmm... A unique hood design, I see. Yes, these belong to Malleus. |
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Indeed, these are certainly mine. They fit perfectly and are tailored for my horns. |
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Malleus, you look absolutely stunning! The mystique of your horns is brought out all the more beautifully by the tailored hood! |
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I had them altered such that they would protrude. It completely slipped my mind. So, you're the one who had them, Kingscholar. Thank you for bringing them all this way. |
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I ain't here 'cause I wanna be. A certain scaredy-dog insisted he couldn't go by himself. |
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C'mon! I mean, you know how it is. No way I'd have the courage to come waltzin' into Diasomnia's territory all on my own. |
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You can feel free to drop by anytime, you know. We don't bite. Here are your robes in return. Perhaps the launderers thought that the holes in Malleus's hood were for Leona's ears? |
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Gross. Now my robes smell like lizard. |
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Still your tongue! Who do you think you're speaking to?! Malleus is a prince among princes—the one who will someday rule Briar Valley! He stands head and shoulders above the riffraff here! |
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What's with Mr. Melodrama here? |
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Guess we got another Draconia fanboy on our hands. |
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Enough, Sebek. It is my duty as royalty to thank Kingscholar for the effort he expended on my part. |
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Royalty, huh? Is that what you think you are? Just a high-and- mighty royal? More like an outcast who's been chased from his pack. I feel sorry for you. You didn't even come to orientation, so why'd you send your good-as-new robes out for washin'? |
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That is none of your business. |
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Oh, it's ALL of my business. I had to waste my own precious time comin' all the way here 'cause YOU went and did somethin' useless. You thinkin' you're gonna get it next time? Well, sorry to break it to you, but no one's ever gonna invite you. You're never gonna have a chance to wear those robes, so just put 'em away for good already. |
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...... Have you finished being catty? Wild beasts certainly like the sound of their own howling. |
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Wanna say that again? |
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Oh, I've caught your attention. Are you angry? Ha ha. Your ears tell all. |
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Better than a couple of giant, pokey ornaments that aren't good for anythin'. Or can you use 'em as coat hangers? |
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A fascinating proposition. You're free to try doing just that...if you can. I am interested myself in what might happen if I smoothed down those ears for you. |
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Wow, he's really steppin' up to the challenge. Maybe Malleus is more normal than I thought. |
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Stop, Sebek. Don't interfere. |
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Unhand me, Silver! His discourtesy to Malleus is a crime of the highest order! I cannot allow him to live! |
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Yes, good. He's having a bit of fun ribbing a schoolmate. This is precisely the kind of experience Malleus needs. |
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You should cut off those annoyin' horns and wear 'em like barrettes. Here, I'll help. |
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Then allow me to return the favor and remove those meddlesome claws of yours. Maybe that will spare the Savanaclaw dorm furniture your wrath once I send you running home with your tail between your legs. |
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