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Réunir une famille sous les étoiles

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Un simple après-midi au beau milieu du printemps, Riddle, Silver et Sebek avaient décidé de réaliser une sortie à cheval. Le club d'équitation travaillait souvent dans la carrière, pourtant en cette journée ensoleillée, Riddle avait proposé une promenade en forêt pour changer leurs habitudes. Cela ferait du bien aux chevaux. Alors, une fois les trois Galopa brossés, les étudiants quittèrent les écuries au pas.

Traversant l'école, ils prirent le chemin de la grande forêt du Night Raven College. Le ciel était d'un bleu aquarelle, doux. Le vent frais rappelait que l'été n'était pas encore arrivé. Les paysages qui s'offraient sous les yeux de Riddle, Silver et Sebek étaient teintés de couleurs. Des fleurs aux milles et une couleurs, les arbres avaient revêtis leurs plus beaux feuillages. La forêt reprenait vie doucement. Le chant des oiseaux, sûrement des petits Passerouges ou des Minisanges, laissaient entendre une petite mélodie accompagnant le bruit des sabots des Galopa dans les bois.

« L'air est agréable, cela change de la carrière, n'est-ce pas ? » demanda Riddle avec un petit sourire.

« Je devrais faire des photos pour Malleus-sama ! Il pourra voir la beauté de cette forêt ! » s'exclama Sebek avec fierté.

« Je doute que Malleus-sama ait besoin de photos, Sebek. Il passe beaucoup de temps en forêt, bien plus que nous.» répondit Silver de sa voix calme, caressant sa monture.

Mais alors que le première année de Diasomnia s'apprêtait à répondre, Riddle lui fit un signe de se taire. Un silence s'installa parmi les cavaliers. Puis parmi la douce mélodie des oiseaux, un petit bruit se distingua légèrement. Un hennissement ? Le cheval de Silver fut le premier à réagir, hénissant à son tour. Les deux autres chevaux s'agitèrent à leur tour, sans que les étudiants ne puissent comprendre.

« C'est un cheval que l'on entend ? » reprit le préfet de Heartslabyul.

« On devrait aller voir, il y a peut-être un problème.» proposa Silver, plus éveillé. « Allez, trouvons l'origine de cet appel » demanda-t-il à sa monture qui partit au petit galop.

Les trois montures traversèrent les bois, réagissant aux bruits qu'ils entendaient. Il se rapprochait. Tous les trois vigilants, Riddle eut une frayeur lorsque les buissons se mirent à s'agiter bruyamment à sa droite. Son cheval sursauta aussi, gonflant les flammes à ses sabots et sa crinière. Silver prit l'initiative de descendre de son cheval, gardant sa baguette en main. Il poussa les buissons d'une main, méfiant mais de l'autre côté, caché près du feuillage, le jeune homme découvrit un étrange compagnon. Un jeune Ponyta Gallar, couché au sol dans un lit de feuilles.

« Venez voir...» proposa Silver. « Il n'y a aucun danger. Juste une étrange surprise.»

Riddle et Sebek se regardèrent avant de descendre de leur monture. Riddle caressa son Galopa avant de s'approcher avec Sebek. Contournant le buisson, ils se figèrent devant la petite découverte. Le petit poulain blanc avait une jolie crinière et queue aux couleurs de la voix lactée. Il était frêle, couché au sol, ses beaux yeux étoilés qui regardaient les étudiants. Il hénissa à nouveau, plus doucement, qui fut répondu par celui du Galopa de Silver. Le grand cheval s'approcha du poulain, frottant son museau contre le bébé avant de reculer doucement.

« Il est tout seul ? » questionna Riddle en regardant autour de lui. « Il est trop petit, non ? Sa maman n'est pas là...? »

« Je vais aller...»

« OÏ ! TON POULAIN EST LÀ ! VIENS LE CHERCHER MAMAN DU BÉBÉ ! »

« N'hurle pas comme ça Sebek ! Tu vas faire peur à tous les animaux de la forêt ! » sursauta Riddle en arrêtant son camarade.

Silver caressa doucement le petit poulain. Il se redressa et marcha jusqu'à un petit pommier plus loin. Le cavalier attrapa une pomme avant de retourner auprès du poulain à qui il tendit le fruit. Le cheval renifla doucement la pomme mais refusa de la manger. Il baissa sa tête vers le sol, essayant de se redresser, vainement. Silver fronça légèrement ses sourcils en constatant que son antérieur gauche était blessé. Une plaie légèrement saignante marquait le pelage blanc du petit poulain.

« Voilà pourquoi tu ne peux pas te lever. » murmura Silver en cherchant un mouchoir dans ses poches.

« Silver, on va aller voir aux alentours si on ne retrouve pas la maman, elle cherche peut-être son poulain. » expliqua Riddle.

Le deuxième année de Diasomnia hocha la tête. Sebek et Riddle remontèrent sur leur cheval avant de partir au petit galop à travers la forêt. Silver caressa sa monture, lui demandant de veiller sur le bébé pendant qu'il cherchait de l'eau. Par chance, un ruisseau n'était pas bien loin. Silver trempa le mouchoir dans l'eau cristalline et l'essora avant de revenir auprès des chevaux. Le jeune homme s'agenouilla devant le poulain pour commencer à nettoyer sa blessure doucement. Le poulain sursauta avant de se laisser faire, admirant un petit peu Silver.

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Les heures passèrent et lorsque la nuit tomba, Riddle et Sebek revinrent avec leurs chevaux. Leurs regards inquiets, ils secouèrent la tête de droite à gauche. Leurs chevaux se mirent à racler le sol, leur crinière flamboyante au travers de la sombre forêt.

« Non, nous n'avons rien trouvé, expliqua Riddle en observant le ciel.

— Devrions-nous rester ? demanda Sebek incertain. Il ne devrait pas rester seul toute la nuit. Et si un prédateur venait à l'attaquer ? Il serait sans défense.

— Et si nous le ramenions avec nous aux écuries ? » demanda Riddle.

Mais au même instant, les chevaux se mirent à hennir à tour de rôle. Les trois cavaliers se mirent à regarder leurs montures sans comprendre. Le petit poulain tenta alors de se lever et se mit à hennir à son tour. Un silence dans la pénombre avant que le vent ne se mette à chanter dans les branches. La lune sembla sortir des nuages. La crinière du poulain se mit à briller comme la voix lactée. Des étoiles dans un nuage aux mille couleurs.

Soudainement, un hennissement différent sembla appeler le petit poulain. Les trois étudiants tournèrent leur tête vers les profondeurs de la forêt. Arrivant dans un joli pas, sa crinière et sa queue scintillantes au vent, la jument s'approcha de son poulain. Une Galopa Galar. Le petit se redressa et trotta jusqu'à la jument qui se révélait être sa maman, échangeant des gestes affectueux de tête avec elle. La jument regarda alors son bébé et les trois cavaliers. La maman du poulain commença à analyser la jambe blessée de son bébé et constatant que la blessure était propre, elle agita gentiment sa tête pour donner un petit coup de museau au petit. Le Ponyta commença à se rapprocher de sa maman, semblant heureux de l'avoir retrouvé.

Sebek resta observateur de la scène, silencieux étrangement alors que Riddle souriait de soulagement. Au moins le petit poulain n'allait pas rester seul. Mais pourquoi avait-il été abandonné dans les bois ? A cette question, seul Silver semblait avoir une idée. La jument voyant son poulain blessé avait peut-être dû s'éloigner pour chercher quelque chose afin de soigner le Ponyta. La forêt de l'école était peu fréquentée par les Pokémon prédateurs en journée, alors elle avait certainement passé son temps à chercher de quoi le guérir en prévoyant de revenir le chercher à la nuit tombée.

Puis, d'un geste doux, la Galopa approcha sa tête vers Silver et tendit son museau vers lui. Le jeune étudiant de Diasomnia posa alors sa main sur la corne de la jument qui sembla doucement lui faire part de ses remerciements. Le chevalier du Prince de la Vallée des Ronces eut une expression adoucie, profitant de ce petit échange de douceur avec la splendide jument.

— Prends soin de ton poulain... sourit légèrement Silver. Faites attention aux dangers en rentrant chez vous.

La jument recula doucement et après un salut amical, elle s'en alla avec son petit poulain.

Une nuée d'étoiles et une galaxie qui peu à peu disparurent dans les bois tandis que les trois étudiants marquaient dans leur esprit, l'image de ce petit poulain qui avait su leur créer une jolie petite aventure à raconter.

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Cette histoire a été créé en collaboration avec l’artiste @m_chii66. Vous pouvez retrouver le dessin associé à l’histoire sous le lien suivant :

Aussi, cette histoire a été écrite dans le cadre d’un fanzine créé à travers une collaboration entre plusieurs artistes et écrivains. Vous pouvez retrouver le compte Instagram ci-dessous :

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To reunite a family under the stars.

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One peaceful afternoon in the heart of spring, Riddle, Silver, and Sebek decided to go for a horseback ride. While the equestrian club usually trained in the riding arena, Riddle had suggested a forest outing to break their routine. It would be a refreshing change for the horses.

Once the three Rapidash were groomed and ready, the students set out at a steady pace.

Crossing the campus grounds, they made their way toward the expansive forest of Night Raven College. The sky was painted in soft watercolor hues, a gentle blue. The cool breeze reminded them that summer was not yet here. The scenery surrounding Riddle, Silver, and Sebek was bursting with life—flowers in countless colors and trees adorned in their freshest foliage. The forest was gradually coming alive. The chirping of birds —likely Fletchlings or Rookidees— created a melody that blended harmoniously with the rhythmic clatter of the Rapidash hooves against the forest floor.

“The fresh air is nice. It’s a good change from the arena, isn��t it ?” Riddle said with a small smile.

“I should take some photos for Malleus-sama ! He’d appreciate the beauty of this forest !” Sebek declared proudly.

“I doubt Malleus-sama needs pictures, Sebek. He spends more time in the forest than we do,” Silver replied in his calm voice, gently patting his steed.

Sebek was about to retort when Riddle gestured for silence. A hush fell over the riders. Amid the birdsong, a faint sound emerged—a soft neighing. Silver’s horse was the first to react, neighing in response. The other two horses grew restless as well, though their riders didn’t understand why.

“Is that another horse ?” Riddle asked, puzzled.

“We should check it out. There could be a problem,” Silver suggested, more alert now. “Let’s follow that sound,” he urged his horse into a light canter.

The three Rapidash moved cautiously through the woods, following the sounds. As they drew closer, Riddle was startled when bushes rustled loudly to his right. His horse reared slightly, its mane and hoof flames flaring up. Silver quickly dismounted, holding his wand at the ready. Carefully, he parted the bushes with one hand, remaining wary. But beyond the foliage, he discovered an unusual sight : a small Galarian Ponyta lying on a bed of leaves.

“Come see this,” Silver called softly. “There’s no danger—just a curious surprise.”

Riddle and Sebek exchanged glances before dismounting. Riddle stroked his Rapidash before approaching the bush alongside Sebek. When they rounded the thicket, they froze at the sight before them.

The tiny white foal, adorned with a mane and tail shimmering like the Milky Way, lay on the ground. It was frail, its starry eyes fixed on the students. It neighed softly, and Silver’s Rapidash responded by stepping closer to the foal, gently nuzzling it before retreating.

“Is he alone ?” Riddle asked, scanning the surroundings. “He's too young, isn’t he ? Where is his mother ?”

“I’m going to go...”

“OÏ ! YOUR FOAL IS HERE ! COME GET HIM, BABY’S MOM !”

“Don't shout like that, Sebek ! You'll scare all the animals in the forest !” Riddle exclaimed, startled as he stopped his companion.

Silver gently stroked the small foal. He straightened up and walked toward a little apple tree nearby. The rider grabbed an apple before returning to the foal, offering it to him. The horse sniffed the apple cautiously but refused to eat it. Instead, he lowered his head to the ground, trying to stand up—without success. Silver frowned slightly as he noticed the foal’s left foreleg was injured. A slightly bleeding wound marked the little foal’s white coat.

“That’s why you can’t get up,” Silver murmured as he searched his pockets for a handkerchief.

“Silver, let’s look around to see if we can find the mother—she might be searching for her foal,” Riddle explained.

The second-year student from Diasomnia nodded. Sebek and Riddle mounted their horses again and set off at a gentle gallop through the forest. Silver stroked his own horse, silently asking it to watch over the baby while he went to find water.

Fortunately, a stream wasn’t far. Silver dipped the handkerchief into the crystal-clear water, wrung it out, and returned to the foal. Kneeling down, he carefully began to clean the wound. The foal flinched but then relaxed, watching Silver with quiet admiration.

Hours passed, and by the time night fell, Riddle and Sebek returned on their horses. Their worried expressions spoke volumes as they shook their heads. Their horses scraped at the ground, their fiery manes standing out against the dark forest.

“No, we didn’t find anything,” Riddle said, gazing at the sky.

“Should we stay ?” Sebek asked uncertainly. “He shouldn’t be left alone all night. What if a predator attacks him ? He’d be defenseless.”

“What if we took him back to the stables with us ?” Riddle suggested.

But at that very moment, the horses began to neigh one after another. The three riders turned to look at their mounts in confusion. The little foal then tried to stand and neighed as well. Silence filled the darkness before the wind started to whisper through the branches. The moon emerged from behind the clouds. The foal’s mane began to glow—like the Milky Way, a cloud of stars in a thousand colors.

Suddenly, a different neigh echoed through the forest, calling to the foal. The three students turned toward the depths of the woods. A mare emerged, walking gracefully, her shimmering mane and tail flowing in the wind. A Galarian Rapidash. She approached her foal. The little one stood up and trotted to his mother, exchanging affectionate nudges with her. The mare looked at her baby, then at the three riders.The foal's mother began to inspect her baby's injured leg. Noticing that the wound was clean, she gently shook her head and gave the little one a soft nudge with her muzzle. The foal moved closer to its mother, seeming happy to have found her again.

With a gentle motion, she lowered her head toward Silver, extending her muzzle toward him. The young Diasomnia student placed his hand on the mare’s horn, feeling as if she was quietly expressing her gratitude.

“Take care of your foal,” Silver said with a small smile.

The mare stepped back slowly, and after a friendly nod, she departed with her foal. A trail of stars and a fading galaxy disappeared into the woods, leaving the three students with an unforgettable memory— one they would always cherish as a beautiful little adventure to tell.

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This story was created in collaboration with the artist @m_chii66. You can find her drawing in the following link:

Also this story was written as part of a fanzine created through a collaboration between several artists and writers. You can find it on the Instagram account below:

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Twst manga series

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With the new releases for the Twisted Wonderland manga, I wanted to share a short post to introduce the different volumes.

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Headcanon Twisted Wonderland (Sickness. p.1)

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“How they react when you get sick”

Context : You've fallen ill in the middle of winter. Bedridden, Grim is depressed because he can't help you. You're running a high fever, and you can't get out of bed because your body is so weak from illness. Panicked that your condition isn't improving, and without a phone, Grim runs out of your room, looking for someone. But who ?

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[🌹] Riddle ♡ He was warned by Grim and came as fast as he could. After knocking on your door, he entered your room, looking seriously worried about you. Despite his deceptively calm appearance, he was inwardly stressing about your health. Riddle decided to call Trey and ask him to go and buy some medicine from Sam.

In the meantime, he fetched a towel, dipped it in a basin of cold water, and placed it on your forehead. He also prepared a little tea with honey, insisting that it would do you a lot of good.

- Y/N, you're not disturbing me," he smiled gently. I'll stay until your fever subsides. I've got my books with me, so I'll just study on the chair until you're feeling better.

[♥️] Ace ♡ At first, he didn't believe it at all; when Grim told him about it, he thought it was a joke. But seeing his anguish, Ace grabbed Grim and came running. He found you on the ground, unable to get up. He straightened you up and put you back to bed, claiming he was going to get you some water. In reality, he wasn't sure how to go about it. Remembering the days when he'd been ill, he seemed to act in imitation of his brother. Put a fresh towel on your head, go and buy some medicine and simple things to eat.

- Why do you want me to go ? I don't care if I get sick, you'll take care of me if I am, right ? Then you can pass on your illness to me," he smiled. Hurry up and get better. Otherwise, I'll be bored in class.

[🦁] Leona ♡ Leona had initially refused to make the trip to Ramshackle. But Grim seemed far too panicky. Conscientious, Leona had grabbed the grey cat by the collar before heading straight to the dormitory. Although calm when he arrived in your room, he hadn't expected to see you on the floor, vomiting into a basin. Your throat had been burning for hours, and nothing could be done. So Leona entrusted Grim with your surveillance and left the room, heading for Sam's store.

He had returned fairly quickly, with a large plastic bag containing medicines, ice-cream bags, small ice cream, compotes, and honey. Although it looked like he was bored, he was actually quite concerned about your condition. After helping you back to bed, he handed you a hot drink made from lemon and honey.

—So, herbivore, are you getting sick now ? What am I supposed to do if you don't get out of bed ? I'm not going to have anyone to distract me at night," he laughed mockingly. I guess, for once, I'm the one who has to watch over you.

[🐙] Azul ♡ As his classes had ended, Azul had left the castle to join Octavinelle. But no sooner had he arrived at the Hall of Mirrors than Grim, the second member of the Ramshackle dormitory had arrived between tears and panic. He tried to explain the situation to Azul, and the young manager of the Mostro Lounge thought for long seconds before moving. He hesitated between buying medicine or coming to see you immediately. But the second option was the best in his eyes, and as he quickened his pace towards the dormitory, he entered with Grim before making his way to your room.

You were desperately trying to get up to get a drink, and the surprise of hearing the door open made you lose your balance. Azul managed to catch you before you fell to the icy floor. He helped you up and forced you back to bed, asking Grim to fetch you a glass of water. Your hands were freezing, and your forehead was burning. Calmly, he grabbed a second blanket and laid it over you, seeming to think of a way to heal you. He took off his uniform jacket and began to throw away the many tissues around your bed before handing you the glass of water Grim had brought.

- Y/N-san, I think we should contact Crewel-sensei. He'll be able to give you the right treatment for a speedy recovery," he looked at the clock and then at your room. It's freezing cold in this dormitory. Perhaps it would be better if you came to Octavinelle to rest for the day. Jade and Floyd would be happy to help you too," he smiles more gently. You'll heal faster that way, and I would be reassured...

[🐍] Jamil ♡ Having listened to Grim, he had made his way to Scarabia, holding the cat under his arm. Jamil seemed to retrieve some medicine and small belongings from his room before returning to Scarabia's kitchens. He prepared a vegetable soup, a rice porridge, and cut out several fruits in the shape of animals and flowers.

All the dishes were packed away and Jamil made his way to Ramshackle's dormitory. The vice-prefect of Scarabia found you bedridden with a high fever and scarlet red. After airing out your room, he decided to move the little pedestal table from your room to beside your bed, where he placed the various dishes before sitting down on the edge of the bed, slightly teasing.

- Finally, even you're capable of being sick. I'm used to looking after Kalim. It's not that important that I spend my evening here," he sighed. Don't eat too fast, and don't eat too much, or you'll get sick again. I've cut the fruit into rabbit shapes for you. You said you like cute things, right ?

[👑] Vil ♡ Getting ready to return to the dormitory, the Pomefiore prefect had crossed paths with Grim, who was trying to find someone. After a few seconds of listening, he understood that you had fallen ill and that it sounded serious. The young man headed off in the direction of the dormitory, stopping to buy some medicine and ready-made meals at Sam's Shop. He also thought of buying you some face masks but decided to give up and buy a floral-scented bath bomb instead.

Arriving at Ramshackle, the state of your room made him sigh. It smelled of human warmth and the dust stung his nose. So Vil decided to run a bath in which he dipped the pretty floral bomb. After returning to your room, he gave you some fever medicine and helped you stand up.

- I'm going to air out your room. You, take a bath, it will do your skin good. How could you get sick ? I told you to be careful last week," he crossed his arms over his chest, looking at you. It's cold in this dormitory. You're going to come to Pomefiore for a few days as soon as you're better.

[🐲] Malleus ♡ Not finding you as usual at the foot of your dormitory, Malleus wondered if your condition had worsened. Earlier in the day, Lilia had told him that you'd fallen ill because of the cold. Initially, he had preferred not to worry, but as the hours passed, he became more and more doubtful. Humans were fragile, unlike fairies, and he wondered if you were in danger of dying. After many hours of wondering, he decided to enter your room. The little green fireflies began to light up your room. The moon illuminated your bed, while you seemed to be suffering from a high fever.

With a worried look on his face, he simply leaned over you, placing a hand on your forehead. He was not reassured by your burning skin. Only, he noticed that you seemed to enjoy the touch of his cold hand on your forehead. A small smile spread across his face.

- Humans are so fragile. But as you're always amusing me, I'm willing to stay like this for the night... "he sat down on the edge of the bed, continuing to stare at your peacefully sleeping face." Shall I sing you a lullaby to help you sleep ? ~

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So actually, it's my first headcanon about twst (*´∀｀*) It's only the part 1 today but more will come in the next days. So please don't hesitate to share your ideas ! 💫 Also, I'm actually French, so maybe my english is f**ked up sometimes, be gentle with me. (⌒‐⌒) 🌸

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twisted wonderland original character

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Aurore is based on the Disney Princess (Aurora, Ariel, Snow White, Moana, Cinderella, Asha, Pocahontas, Belle, Tiana, Jasmine, Esmeralda, Mirabel and Rapunzel) 💕

She shares her class with Silver and Kalim. She is from the Other World through the looking Glass

Aurore is my prefect OC, but I changed her from the original Yuu in twst story.

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