He was standing on top of a rock. He could hear animals chattering bellow him. All of them gathered bellow the part of this huge rock pointy end as if they were waiting for something. He noticed a blue-colored bird with an orange beak flew toward the rock. He just noticed by now that he wasn't alone on the rock.

The bird landed on the rock, bowing to a lion with golden fur and red mane. The lion looked majestic, a king Jonah dare to say. The lion gave the bird a warm smile before nodding. He looked behind him, and for a moment Jonah thought he was looking at him. But then he heard footsteps coming from the cave. He saw a lioness with light brown fur, along with a baboon who was carrying a baby cub with golden fur, walked out from the cave. The lion and the lioness watched with pride as the monkey raised the cub to the air. The cloud parted and the light shone above the cub. Jonah watched as the animal of various kinds bowed their head. Jonah could help but to also knelt and bowed his head. He knew this was just a vision from the orb he was holding, but he couldn't help it.

It was such a majestic sight…

When he opened his eyes, he found himself kneeling on top of his bed. Well, that was embarrassing. He was lucky that Rosehearts didn't come in there to wake him up.

"Okay, we're here."

Riddle sucked in a deep breath. This is it.

When he and Jonah entered the Heartslabyul dorm, they noticed that it was empty even though it was not school hour anymore. So, they guessed that the students were in the garden. And they were right. Riddle could hear some chattering from behind the door. It felt like a long time ago he walked past the door, only to have the worst experience named overblot.

He… He can do this… Right…?

"Senior Rosehearts?"

Riddle turned toward Jonah. He was frowning worriedly. Damn it. He just ruined this again. He took a deep breath again. "Y-Your tie is a little off," he mumbled as he reached to fix the other boy's bowtie. He was making excuses. He needed a distraction. He just needed to make these trembling hands stop.

"Ah, thank you." Jonah grabbed his hands when he finished. He was smiling at him, which gave Riddle the reassurance he needed. "Ready?"

Glancing at the closed door then back at Jonah, he nodded. "Yes."

Here we go.

Jonah opened the double door and immediately the chattering stopped. Jonah turned to him, slightly bowing as if he was a butler welcoming him home. Unclenching his fists, Riddle stepped into the garden. Riddle looked around, examining the damage. Rose bushes were pulled out from their roots, leaves scattered at the grass, bush fences ruined, and overall it was a mess.

"Cap-" Riddle looked forward where Ace was standing. Jonah pressed his index finger on his lips, silencing him. Right. It was Riddle's time to talk.

"Everyone," he started. "I just want to say… I'm sorry."

There were muttering in the crowds and Riddle instantly forgot what he was supposed to be saying. Come on, Riddle. You can do speeches. This is supposed to be easy. He was stumbling through his words, "I know that I've been… to put it simply, a tyrant, but… I…" Riddle bit his lip as he looked down. Dammit. Why is this so hard?

"Oi, Prefect." Riddle looked up to Ace again. "Don't think that only because you say sorry I will forgive you."

Cater, who stood beside Trey, gasped. "Ace, what the heck?!"

"We've been put through the wringer!" Ace shouted. "And that mont blanc we've worked so hard to make was thrown like garbage!"

Grim, who was sitting on Deuce's shoulder, groaned. "Geez, this guy holds a grudge worse than I do," he mumbled. Deuce himself face-palmed at his friend's attitude.

"I know. And I'm sorry," Riddle said, forcing himself to look forward. "I'm not really expecting you to forgive me that fast." He clenched his fist. "But… Is there anything I can to make it up for all of you?"

Ace watched him with his judging look. Riddle won't complain. He deserved it. Ace then sighed. "My birthday isn't for a while."

Deuce blinked in confusion. "Huh? What are you getting at?"

"So, I demand we have a 'revenge' unbirthday party." Ace crossed his arm in front of his chest. "We didn't even get to stay until the end of the party last time. Also, you have to make the tart. No getting help from Senior Trey either! Make it yourself from scratch!" He glanced away, speaking in a softer voice and pink tint on his cheeks. "If you do that, then there's nothing I won't forgive…"

He heard Jonah giggled behind him. "Mister Trappola, can you be more honest, please?"

Ace glared at him. "Shut up, Captain!" He then turned back to Riddle. "So, you got all that?"

That was it? He was expecting Ace to take his position right here right now, but… Does he just want a party? Riddle glanced behind him. Jonah was smiling, nodding at him. Riddle turned back to Ace. Can this be the second chance Jonah was talking about?

If yes, then he can't mess this up.

Riddle nodded. "Yeah, I got it…"

Immediately, the tension in the garden disappeared. He could hear a collective sigh of relief. The chattering was back, but this time it was a happy chatter. Ace himself was smiling a little at him. He thrust out his hand and Riddle immediately took it, giving it a firm shake, sealing his deal. He could hear some students clapped at them. Riddle himself couldn't help but smile. He turned back to Jonah again. He was grinning at him, obviously happy with the result.

"Alright! That settles it!" Cater cheered, walking toward them. He clapped his hands. "Everyone, let get back to cleaning up the garden! The garden I worked so hard in is in shambles…"

"I can help," Riddle said, which made Cater turned around in disbelieve.

"You sure, Riddle?" He asked.

Riddle nodded. "Yes. I… I can help with painting the rose."

Cater was smiling widely. "Of course!" He waved his pen and two pairs of red paint bucket and paintbrush appeared in front of him.

"Just go with Ace and Deuce there," Cater said. Riddle nodded and took one pair. Cater glanced at Jonah. "Jonah, we still have one paintbrush left."

"Of course." Jonah smiled and took the other pair. He turned to Riddle. "Shall we?"

Riddle couldn't help but smile back. "Yes."

"It has been a long time since I painted the roses, actually," Rosehearts said in the middle of painting the rose.

Jonah looked down, being the one on the ladder to paint the higher rose. "Really? When was the last time?"

Rosehearts shrugged. "I don't remember. Ever since I became prefect, I always left it to the other students."

Jonah chuckled. "I think it can be a fun activity. Though with those three over there…" He glanced at the bush next to them where Ace, Deuce, and Grim was working at.

Ace looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Captain… Are you mocking us?" he pouted, to which Jonah just shrugged. "We can definitely do better than you handmade ones."

Meanwhile, Deuce was pointing his magical pen at a rose. "Red, red… There!" A magic circle appeared on top of the rose, changing its color, but not the color that he wanted. "AH! It turned blue!"

Grim was glaring at one of the rose. "You will change colors~! Go!" A magic circle appeared and fire lit from it. "AHHHH! I set them on fire!"

"Dammit, you guys! Stop embarrassing me in front of them!" Ace screamed at his teammates, earning a pair of chuckles from Jonah and Rosehearts.

Jonah climbed from the ladder and whispered to Rosehearts, "You know, if you need help with the tart, I can do it."

Rosehearts glanced at him confusedly. "Eh? But Ace said-"

"You can't get help from Senior Clover, right?" He pressed his index finger to his lips. "He didn't say you can get help from me~"

Rosehearts glanced at Ace, who was still screaming at Grim and Deuce, then back to Jonah. "Y-Yeah…?"

"We'll keep this between us two, okay?" Jonah whispered again, giving Rosehearts a smirk, which made him blush.

"O-Okay…" he whispered back.

And then all of the sudden-

*splat*

"Eh?"

Rosehearts reached behind his head, feeling something wet from it. When he looked at his hand, it was covered with… red paint?

"Crud… I hit Riddle…" Jonah heard Ace whispered. The ginger-head was holding his magical pen closed to his chest and he slowly stepped back, at the same time Rosehearts turned his head with a cold stare on his face.

"Now, you've done it, you chicken-butt!" Grim hissed at Ace.

Deuce stepped forward, though his face was as pale as Ace and Grim. "Please, Prefect! Overlook it!"

"Overlook…?" Rosehearts said in a low tone. Slowly, he reached to his pocket and took out his magical pen. A magic circle instantly appeared beneath his feet. He brought his pen up, pointing it toward Ace.

"He'll cut my head off!" Ace screamed. He pulled Deuce in front of him, hiding behind the blunette's back. "Cover me!"

Deuce was panicking, looking back and forth from Rosehearts and Ace. "Wha- Wait!"

Too late. Magic unleashed from Rosehearts' pen-

*splat*

Everything went silent. Deuce reached up to wiped something from his eyes. Slowly he opened his eyes, looking at the red liquid on his hand. "P… Paint…?

Ace gasped. "Oh, sweet Queen of Heart!" He started to laugh out loud. Jonah and Grim soon followed the laugh, while Rosehearts looked proud of this.

Deuce clenched his fist. He turned toward Ace. "You…" Quickly, he aimed his magical pen at Ace, splatting blue paint at his face.

Ace immediately stopped laughing. In turn, Rosehearts was giggling, along with louder laughers from Jonah and Grim. Ace didn't look angry at all. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Oh… We're doing this, eh?" He pointed his magical pen at Rosehearts, shooting pink paint from it.

However, the prefect was quick in reflex. "Whoa-" He immediately ducked. In turn, Jonah got pink paint all over his face.

"Ah!" Jonah turned to Ace. "How dare you attack your captain!" He grabbed his paintbrush and bucket. "Come here!"

Ace blew a raspberry at him and started running. "Catch me if you can!"

Jonah was laughing as he chased Ace. "Mister Trappola, get back here!"

That was how Trey and Cater found them. Covered in paint, ruining the white roses even more. But all of them were smiling. Riddle was laughing, with no trace of mockery or anger. And that was all that matters to them.

Nobody realized that Cater took a picture of them and uploaded it to his magicam. It quickly became one of Cater's most liked pictures.