"After all we've done to get to this point already and now you're getting cold feet, Muku? I guess that's what I get for thinking you'd actually stop being a dumb useless idiot for once."
Junko Enoshima once again insulted her fellow sister of despair, Mukuro Ikusaba, as they walked together together down the school hallway in a slow pace so that Junko didn't risk falling in her high heels. A majority of their plan had been set now that the world was currently wallowing in despair and the 78th class had chosen to lock themselves inside the rather large school in order to avoid the outside world; how ironic it was that trapping themselves inside here was exactly what the ultimate despair had planned.
"I-I wasn't doubting the plan or anything, I was just curious why you wanted to work on the robots when they were already finished. I thought you made them already just so you didn't have to risk being caught while we were trapped in the school?" Despite the nervous demeanor Mukuro usually had whenever speaking to her sister, she couldn't help but smile a bit at Junko's comment. She had gotten used to the constant insults a ways back and was more than delighted that Junko had such high expectations for her in the past.
"First of all, they're Monokumas, not robots. Second of all, I need to make sure they work perfectly since it's not like we have an unlimited supply or anything! If we don't get our act spot on the first time then we can easily run out of Monokumas when the killing game starts and our plan will be ruined." Junko rolled her eyes as they finally reached their destination: the second floor boy's bathroom. "How about you use your common sense once in a while, sis? It'll be much easier for the both of us!"
"Sorry, I'll be better from now on."
Located in the boy's bathroom storage closet on the other side of the wall was a secret room where Junko had planned to do any last minute adjustments secretly while away from the other students. There were many other secret spots in the school where Junko could do some last minute touches on her work and Mukuro couldn't help but wonder why she had to choose the boy's bathroom of all places but didn't dare question her younger sister again. As long as all she had to do was stand outside, it really shouldn't be a problem.
"Alright sis! Why don't you go ahead and come inside with me; you can wait in the supply closet while I'm working as a look out just in case one of the boys tries to sneak a peek. This job might actually prevent you from being as useless as usual." Junko entered the bathroom without even bothering to hold the door open for her sister.
The ultimate soldier hesitated before following Junko inside. The girl could already feel her face warming up as she glanced around the opposite gender's private room. The urinals across the stalls only seemed to remind her exactly where she was at. "Can't I wait outside? What if a boy c-catches me?"
"Then looks like your perverted ass has some complaining to do!" The pigtailed teen guffawed at her own joke before promptly returning to a serious expression. "I honestly don't give a shit what you do, as long as they don't figure out where I am. Now good luck sis! If you don't fuck up here then we'll be one step closer to seeking that wonderful despair you crave so much!"
Junko gave her sister's rear a sharp slap causing the teen to uncharacteristically yelp in shock at the contact before Junko vanishes inside the storage closet and eventually the secret room. Once Mukuro was was sure that Junko had left, she immediately dashed inside the closet and stood perfectly still.
A bead of sweat ran down the usually stoic girl's face as she wasted no time wiping it away and shutting her eyes in hopes that the small adjustment would help calm her down. Standing in the boy's bathroom for her sister wouldn't ordinarily be a problem for her but for some reason the idea of getting caught inside here by one of the students who she has spent the past year in this school with was humiliating!
It felt like hours passed as Junko worked silently in the hidden room. Mukuro's legs were starting to fall asleep after standing in this position for so long and had eventually resorted to kicking her legs against the air which did nothing to help. She sighed as impatience started to creep into her system before the sound of a door opening snapped her back into reality.
Mukuro's eyes widened as she heard footsteps slowly becoming louder as the unknown person inched closer and closer to the closet. The soldier held her breath and stood completely still as she began to hear the stall next to her open.
The plan was currently for Mukuro to stay absolutely silent until the boy disappeared but the sudden urge to sneeze ruined that idea completely. The girl's hand instantly went to her nose in a desperate attempt to pinch her nostrils in order to put a halt to the strong urge but it was too late as she couldn't help but sneeze; the noise echoed throughout the room and whoever entered the bathroom seconds earlier would have to be deaf not to hear it.
"What the- is there…a girl in here? Hello?"
Mukuro's already pale face went white as the voice next to her opened up the stall they were about to use and was clearly headed straight towards the supply closet. Out of everybody in this school, why did it have to be him?
"Mukuro?" Makoto Naegi's voice cracked a bit as he opened the supply closet to see the normally stoic student standing by herself. Confusion covered his face along with embarrassment at the sight of a girl in the men's bathroom. "W-what are you doing in here?"
The soldier wasted no time replying with the first excuse that came to her mind. "I thought this was the girl's bathroom." Mukuro face palmed in her head at the lame excuse but kept her emotionless mask on her face in hopes that Makoto wouldn't become suspicious about a possible hidden secret behind her.
"Oh…well what are you doing in the supply closet?" Makoto chuckled softly in hopes that it would ease the obvious tension in the room. He definitely wasn't expecting her of all people to be hidden away in the opposite sex's restroom but he wasn't about to interrogate his friend or anything! He trusted that she had her reasons for being here..as strange as they might be.
Any other person caught in this situation might have panicked but luckily Mukuro had instincts when it came to being backed into a corner…unfortunately for her, words usually weren't part of her repertoire.
"Makoto, can we talk please? Outside of here?"
"Uh…sure."
Makoto lead the way outside up until Makoto held the door open for her; this forced Mukuro to move further away from the door than the ultimate lucky student currently was. The girl fought back a curse but was comforted by the fact that his back was facing the bathroom entrance so he had no intention of entering again and possibly revealing the hidden passageway at the very least.
Awkward silence filled the mostly empty hallway as Mukuro did nothing but stare at the boy with unease. Most people would be uncomfortable at the intimidating teen's gaze but Makoto had gotten used to the sheer awkwardness of the shy girl after spending around a year with her. He was the first one to speak up, "You wanted to talk to me?"
"Yeah."
"…What did you need to talk to me about?"
"Anything."
Another small laugh came out of Makoto's mouth at the response as he couldn't help but smile. Mukuro avoided his eye sight and did her best not to blush after seeing him grin. Not many of the students smiled at her so she had learned to treasure every time Makoto gave her his signature smirk but right now she just wished he would go away.
Makoto couldn't help but ask once again, "So what were you doing in the boy's bathroom?"
"I already told you." Mukuro replied flatly. "It was an accident."
The boy couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the clearly suspicious soldier but was much too polite to suspect her of anything. "Right. Well I'm going to go ahead and use the bathroom real quick and then I'll come back and we can finish talking."
Mukuro was a second away from gripping Makoto's arm in order to stop him from entering the restroom when both students were suddenly caught off guard at the sight of the brunet's pants suddenly being brought down to his knees. It took a few seconds for either of the teenagers to react at the sudden predicament.
"S-shit!" Makoto mumbled as he wasted no time grabbing his fallen pants and yanking them back over his boxers as his face began to redden to the point where it somewhat resembled a tomato. Once he was properly covered he turned around to see the culprit of his pantsing, Junko, having just come out of the bathroom.
"Cute undies!" Junko sung as she entered the hallway and stood alongside Mukuro. She turned to Makoto with an annoyed expression on her face. "Can you head back to your dorm or something? We have something we need to talk about."
"Y-y-yeah! I'll see you later." Makoto muttered goodbye before making his way down the stairs in a flash, grateful for a reason to leave as he blushed harder than ever before.
Junko sneered as Makoto left. "You seriously had a problem getting rid of him? Virgins like Makoto are easy to deal with, all you had to do was flash your panties or something and he would have been gone in an instant while muttering a bunch of apologies or something like that." The fashionista paused before facing Mukuro and giggling. "Wait a second, did you like what you saw? I guess I can't be too surprised, it's only reasonable for dumb bony slugs to be attracted to each other I guess."
Mukuro didn't realize until now but her cheeks must have matched the same as Makoto's were; no matter how hard she tried to go back to normal, the blush returned whenever she thought too hard about this whole situation in general. She was ashamed that she was embarrassed so easily so she avoided Junko's eyes and stared at the floor instead.
"So are going to have to get rid of Makoto now that he's suspicious of us?" Mukuro couldn't stop herself from asking out of pure curiosity and admittedly some worry.
"Seriously? You really think that guy will be the one to unveil our plans? As long as he doesn't bring his detective friend on our asses then we should be fine." Junko answered before she snapped her fingers and pointed down the hallway. "Anyways, now that I finished my nap, we still have more work to do before we get to the fun part!"
Mukuro couldn't help but grit her teeth at that comment. Was Junko really napping for who knows how long? Was that whole scene really unavoidable if she had just taken this whole thing seriously? The frustration eventually passed as Junko began walking.
Mukuro had no issue following along because Junko needed help bringing the world into despair.
Mukuro would do anything as long as it helped her sister.