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Villainous: Reform School Chapter 66

I haven't gotten a great reception for my Villainous fanfic here, so I usually just upload it to fanfiction.net, deviant art, and archive of our own. But if I get better reception, I'll start uploading chapters here again.

One short walk and elevator ride later, Demencia, Melanie, and the Hat-Sentinel were back at Black Hat’s office.

The Hat-Sentinel opened the door and let the ladies in.

“We’re back, bonbon,” Demencia announced as she and Melanie walked through the open door. “Sorry about the delay! Someone didn’t want to leave her party in the lab.”

“You’re such a snitch,” quipped Melanie.

“Wait, wait, wait,” said Flug, feeling a jolt of panic go through his spine. “You were throwing a party in the basement?”

“Yeah, it’s just a bit of a get-together with a big group of hat-botlers in the cell room where you were holding me and Sadie,” admitted Melanie. “We were just talking, watching some TV, listening to music, doing karaoke, dancing, singing, eating snacks, drinking-“

“Drinking?” Flug interrupted with a raised eyebrow.

“Drinking age-appropriate drinks,” Melanie reassured.

“She’s lying,” said Demencia. “I saw the hat-botlers with beer and broken bottles and trash everywhere.”

“What?!” Flug exclaimed in near hysterics.

Black Hat burst out in laughter. Lord Reaper couldn’t help but snicker with him.

“Oh, my God! Can you be even more of a snitch?!” Melanie fired at Demencia.

“The girls were also drinking soda from your stash,” mentioned Demencia.

“Dios mio!” Melanie cried, summoning her scythe. “Will you shut up?!”

Melanie swung the scythe at Demencia who skillfully dodged it while sticking her tongue out at her.

“I left you two alone down there for less than an hour!” Flug chided. “How did you manage this?!”

“I felt bad for the hat-botlers,” Melanie retorted. “Don’t get mad at them! It was my idea! You’ve been horrible to them!”

“Oh, science,” Flug facepalmed as Black Hat continued laughing at his misery.

“Losing control again, Flug?” asked Black Hat as he and the Reaper finally calmed down.

“Argh!” Flug cried out before forcing himself to breathe deeply to focus on the matter at hand. “I’ll deal with your little party in my lab later. But for right now, we have some very important news to share. Melanie, why don’t you sit down?”

Melanie reluctantly walked over to the seat on the other side of Black Hat’s desk and sat down.

“Okay,” Melanie said. “What is the news I had to leave our fun party in the lab for?”

“In short, child, your stay here at the manor is going to be much longer than anticipated,” explained Black Hat.

“Much longer,” Lord Reaper added. “But it’ll be okay. I’ll be nearby the whole time to help you get through it.”

“Alright,” Melanie said confusedly with a raised eyebrow. “But I knew that already. I’m stuck here until the fall when I get sent to the Institute of BS. That’s nothing new.”

Black Hat scoffed and replied, “Think four more years, at least.”

“What?” Melanie asked still confused while Lord Reaper walked over and held her hand. “Why would I be staying here for four more years?”

Black Hat leaned forward and answered, “Because as of yesterday, I have full custody of you for the time being. In other words, I have adopted you.”

Melanie's annoyed expression instantly switched to one of complete fear. Her eyes flew open. Her mouth fell wide open. She visibly began to shake. Black Hat relished every moment.

"What?" Melanie squeaked out.

“From now on, Melanie de la Muerte, you will be living here at the manor under my care and supervision until you’re either too old to be taken care of or until your reformation is complete,” Black Hat continued explaining.

“You’re my legal guardian?” Melanie asked, still in shock.

“That is correct,” Black Hat answered. “Any other questions?”

"No, no, no, no, no, you can't be serious about this," Melanie said, starting to tremble in fear and disbelief. "This is some kind of sick joke. Isn't it?"

“I don’t joke,” replied Black Hat.

"Melanie..." Lord Reaper tried to interrupt.

"This isn't happening," Melanie said, starting to panic. “We're not even technically related. You didn’t even want me! My parents wouldn’t hand me over to you."

Black Hat presented some papers on his desk. At the bottom of each page were both her parents’ signatures in ink.

“Wouldn’t they?” he asked.

Melanie looked at the papers. She couldn’t deny they were her parents’ signatures. Her heart sank.

"But I have to go to school, real school, I can't live here..." Melanie tried to argue.

"You're going to that high school for villainous teens here on the island," Lord Reaper said comfortingly. “You'll live here in the manor with Black Hat. I'll be by to see you every day."

"No," Melanie said, shaking her head. "My parents left me. How did this happen? How did you even do this? You're my grand-uncle on a technicality. How did you get custody of me? Why would you want custody of me?!"

"Melanie," Flug said sympathetically. "It's..."

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! HOW DID THIS EVEN HAPPEN?! THIS MAKES NO SENSE!" Melanie screamed.

"Are you scared?" Black Hat rasped.

"YES!!!!" Melanie screamed. "Yes, I'm scared! You got what you wanted! I'm scared out of my mind now! Now, tell me this is all a joke and laugh at my misery like you normally do! Just tell me this is not real!"

“No need to be afraid, Melanie,” Black Hat reassured. “We’re all villains here.”

“But I’m not a villain,” pleaded Melanie. “I don’t know why I have been chosen. Just let me go! I’ll do whatever you want. You can laugh at me if it makes you happy. Just tell me this isn’t true. Please!”

Black Hat did laugh, but the answer she was hoping for never came.

Melanie was crushed. All she could do was cry, so cry she did. Right there in front of Black Hat while he laughed at her misery. She cried long and hard until Black Hat was finished laughing.

“You won’t need to worry about school,” mocked Black Hat. “We have our own facilities here to teach you all the right things. We promise we’ll take great care of you and provide you with everything you’ll need.”

Melanie continued crying without looking up or moving from her spot. If anything, the information seemed to make her cry harder.

“This is so good for my daily dose of crushing spirits,” Black Hat sighed contentedly.

Lord Reaper put a hand on Melanie’s back to comfort her as she continued to cry.

“You’re not helping,” Lord Reaper spat back at Black Hat.

Black Hat waved away dismissively and said, “Send her to her room if she’s just going to cry. She’ll need her rest. We have some long years ahead of us.”

Lord Reaper scooped Melanie up in his arms and started carrying her away, reassuring her as he went.

“Be ready for a photo portrait tomorrow and some other things I have planned,” Black Hat added.

"Yes, Jefe," Flug said as Lord Reaper held Melanie in his arms. "Come on, Melanie. Let's get you to your room."

The two turned to leave with Melanie in tow.

Black Hat had turned away to focus on something else when Melanie stopped crying for a moment and said, "Wait, I have one more question. Why? Why me? Why are you taking me under your wing? There are plenty of other people who want it. I don't. So, why?"

Black Hat looked back over and said, “No one else is nearly as useful or powerful. Besides, your family and I have many plans for you. You will be staying our course.”

"But I'm not evil," Melanie pleaded. "Please, just let me go.”

Black Hat teleported across the desk, leaned over until his face was almost touching Melanie’s, and said, “Why would I want someone weaker when the potential for so much dark power and evil lies within you? Only you have ever earned the privilege to be my ward, grand-niece and I’m not letting you abandon your destiny because you’ve decided you don’t want to be evil.”

“But I don’t want to be evil! Please just I just want to go home,” Melanie pleaded a final time.

Black Hat smiled and simply replied, “This is your home now.”

Tears clouded Melanie’s eyes again, “But…”

“That will be all,” Black Hat said, backing away and silencing all protest.

Knowing there was nothing she could do, Melanie broke down crying against her grandfather’s chest.

Lord Reaper looked at his granddaughter pitifully and said, “Didn’t you have activities for tomorrow morning you’d like to mention, Lord Black Hat?”

“Oh, yes,” remembered Black Hat. “Tomorrow morning, you will be posing with a portrait before breakfast. Then after breakfast, you’ll be attending a press conference with me. Is that understood?”

Black Hat received nothing but the sound of more sobs.

“Good, it’s agreed then,” Black Hat said.

Melanie continued crying, so Black Hat replied, “Get her ready for bed. Make sure she gets some rest. doctor.”

“Yes, Lord Black Hat sir,” Flug said as he turned away and followed Lord Reaper and Melanie out of the room.

Melanie continued crying while Lord Reaper carried her through the hallways and up the stairs to her bedroom. The two of them were silent.

Flug thought he could take the opportunity to say something comforting, “Uh…There, there…It won’t be so awful.”

“Yeah, Melanie,” Lord Reaper said, stroking her hair. “You‘ll have me here and Dr. Flug here. You won’t be alone.”

Melanie stopped crying long enough to say, “I want to die. Could either of you kill me?”

Flug and Lord Reaper looked at each other for a moment before Flug said, “You’ll have 505 here too.”

“Dr. Flug could go get him for you,” suggested Lord Reaper. “And he could sit with you until you fall asleep. Would you like that?”

Melanie nodded.

“Oh, good, Dr. Flug…” Lord Reaper said.

But Melanie interrupted, “Can Sadie come upstairs too?”

“Uh, sure, if it’s okay with Dr. Flug,” Lord Reaper said.

Flug hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Melanie’s sad eyes, he said, “Um…sure.”

Melanie smiled for a moment. That made Flug feel a bit better about his decision.

After a few minutes, the group arrived outside Melanie’s room.

Flug opened the door and turned on the lights while Lord Reaper carried Melanie inside.

“Here, we are,” Lord Reaper said, getting Melanie to her feet. “Your room for the next four years.”

Melanie sniffled and was about to go back to sobbing, but Lord Reaper ushered her towards the bathroom.

“Now, now, Melanie, why don’t you get a shower and go brush your teeth while I turn down your blankets and get you some pajamas?” Lord Reaper asked as he opened the bathroom door for Melanie. “Then, Flug will go find your friends while you’re cleaning yourself up and you can all spend the night together. D’accord, ma petite-fille?”

“D’accord,” Melanie agreed sadly, entering the bathroom and shutting the door behind her.

Flug watched Melanie until she disappeared behind the door. It was all he could do to control his own pity and not lose his professionalism.

“Flug, why don’t you bring Melanie’s friends while we get ready for bed?” Lord Reaper asked, shaking Flug out of his thoughts.

“Oh, uh, yes, Lord Reaper, sir,” Flug said, walking out of the room to fetch Sadie and 505.

Flug could at least do that much to help Melanie.

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