This choice: Dorothea ambushes Bernie, capturing her and bringing her to the professor. • Go Back... (Slight references to information learnt about Bernadetta during her and Petras paralogue post time skip, nothing much else)
Dorothea lies quietly on her side, wondering what the chances of the plan working were, Bernie could have used another room for her supply run, the borderline agoraphobe wasn't the only person to keep snacks in their rooms after all, or she could be hurt and alone. Or she was simply silent as the night, sneaking in to fill her belly and leave. That was the only one the singer could plan for, as she'd made a detour to the kitchen before going to her room... for caramel.
Bernadette moans as she stuffs her face with cake clearly the really good stuff most likely made by Lysithea as the girl has a bigger sweet tooth than she does. Still even with cake this good it would get hard and dry soon enough, unless...
Steeling herself the tiny girl begins to climb the puffy mound, knowing that the frosting will be just as good as the main cake, and remain soft and creamy for days. Reaching the summit she gulps down frosting as well as fill pockets with the sweet goop, unfortunately in the dark she didn't see the extra addition, until her hand passing into and her body skids forward into a slight puddle of melted caramel which coated most of the roof of the cake.
Once she stopped sliding Bernadetta attempted to simply pull free... only for her limbs to be stuck in place by the sticky, syrup like caramel. She was stuck, unable to flee and most likely about to become nothing more than an extra bite of her fellow Eagles midnight snack.
"So this is what it feels like to be one of those bugs, I'll never be able to look at pitcher plants the same way" she whines, cursing Dorothea for ruining her favourite plants on her, even if the method itself was closer to a Sundew in design. Sighing in frustration she looks up to see Dorothea staring across at her with a wide grin...and her face turns milky white.
When she heard what sounded like skittering on her desk Dorothea had to hold back her reaction to turn, as the skittish rabbit that was Bernie would most likely run if she moved and in her current position would escape before she could catch her. T wasn't until she heard muffled swearing she rolls over quietly, manages to swallow a giggle and observe little Bernie, covered in cake frosting and caramel sauce, looking equal parts adorable and delicious. The trap was sprung, now to retrieve the catch. Knowing both Edelgard and the professor would want her brought to them immediately, she simply picked up the plate and walked to the classroom, where some of the others were working through plans for the next day "call off the search, I found the wild Bernie" she teases putting the plate on the desk in front of Edelgard "oh, one last thing" she hums before plucking Bernadetta off the cake and bringing her to her lips, sucking and licking the surprisingly ticklish girl clean of cake, eliciting disturbed look from Hubert, Edelgards raised eyebrows, and a perverse look on Caspers face more at home on say Sylvain, until getting slapped on the back of the head by Byleth "here you are Professor, a little damp, but undamaged" she smiles, passing Bernadetta over to Byleth who looks at her sympathetically.
What now?
1) Hubert says they MAY have a cure for Bernadettas condition, however they require a test subject to be sure, before using it on their little shrinking violet archer
2)Given the work she clearly put into the plan, Edelgard makes a deal with Bernadetta, if she proves she can still be a useful member of Eagle House borrower size by the end of the month (the start is now) she'll let her remain as such, otherwise she will force feed her the cure herself, never mind Byleth
3)Panic setting in, Bernadetta acts rashly, biting Byleths hand to get her to release her, then make a mad dash, causing the room to dissolve into chaos as they try catch Berni without accidentally stepping on her instead.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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