Am I…drowning?

I feel surrounded by water, and the heat of the sun beaming through the ocean. My eyes are closed and my body is numb, most of my tentacles are moving freely in the ocean. I was only thinking of holding my breath and trying to move at least one muscle. Failing to do so, I question how I got in the middle of the deep blue, and why I can breathe.

Last time I remember, sea creatures can breathe underwater. So why-?

I stop to hear a voice from the surface.

"Richard."

My name echoed quietly throughout the sea. It seemed so familiar to me. I tried to respond to the voice, but I was paralyzed. Couldn't even move my mouth to respond. The only part of me that wasn't paralyzed was my sense of touch.

"Richard…"

The name echoed again, but much louder and more melodic. I was able to finally breathe underwater, though my reaction was more relaxing than frightened. I started to move my body again, feeling everything with my senses. I felt the waves and the water pressure against my body. I saw the vast waters all around me. I smelled and tasted the salt of the ocean.

But what I enjoyed the most, was the sound of the melodic and peaceful-

"RICHARD!"

"-SEA! AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL WITH THE GLIMMERING SOUNDS OF THE WAVES GOING BACK AND FORTH, BACK AND FORTH, AND BACK AND FORTH!" I reacted to that alarming by yelling and jumping out of my bed, latching onto the right corner of the room with four tentacles. "Wh-wh-wha-what the fu-who the fuck scared the shit out of me?!"

"I guess I'm the one to blame for that." The female voice came from the front of the door. She has black hair that goes down to her hips, along with a pair of sunglasses on her face. She's wearing a black blazer, followed by a white dress shirt with a black tie. Not to mention that she also has a matching professional skirt, black pantyhose, and heels. "Then again, you did scare the shit out of me too. So I say we're even."

I started to calm down and realized what just happened. I must've been dreaming while Smith was trying to wake me up. I looked over at the clock and yup, it's past breakfast time.

Man though, that dream seemed so realistic. Even if it was a dream, why did that voice…

...Eh, it's only a dream.

I started to level myself down on the floor, getting myself to feel myself again. Good god, being paralyzed was a nightmare. "Ehehehehehe! Alright. I'll count this as 'even', but only if you can buy one more thirty-six pack of Root Beer."

Smith groaned. "Come on, Richard. Can't thirty-six cans of soda be enough? If you keep drinking soda like this on a daily basis, you'll have more sugar in your body than salt."

She never approved of me drinking soda in the first place, but since this deal is to make problems even steven:

"Y'know what, nevermind. If you get diabetes, you'll only have yourself to blame."

Bullseye!

"Ehehehehehe! Thanks, Smith! Knew I can count on you." I said as I was going past her. "I'm going to work out at the gym, so call if you need-"

"Hold up, Richard!" Smith grabbed onto one of my tentacles to stop me. I stopped and turned around, confused about why Smith was able to grip onto one of my tentacles. "Before you go, you might want to read this letter."

She placed the letter on my nearest tentacle, which I grabbed and placed the letter on my hands. Looking at the letter, I wasn't really excited about it. "Smith, this is a prank. Nice try, but-"

"It's not a prank, Richard," I'm still not buying it. "And if it is a prank, then I'll buy you another thirty-six pack of Root-"

I immediately tore the envelope open, and read the letter that...said…

...I double checked the piece of paper, up and down, front to back, even side to side(to really see if it was a prank). I read the piece of paper twice, then three times, then four times. I can now memorize the whole entire page, word by word, and what it meant.

This page is a form of the CEBS(Cultural Exchange Between Species) Bill that has all of my information on it. It's supposed to be a Liminal Volunteer Form for a host to sign and allow me to be their homestay. I only looked at this piece of paper two times before, so third time's the charm and...and...

"...Someone...signed it?"

"Yup, someone was kind enough to allow you to live with them," Smith was smiling happily while saying those words. "And I can say for sure that this person will take good care of you."

I just froze. I stood there for a half a minute trying to comprehend what's going on. I'm finally going to be part of the CEBS. Even though I'm going to move out and miss living with the MON Squad and Smith, I'm still going to stop by one and a while. I just can't believe that this is happening. "This is...this is...this is…"

Smith's expression was changing to almost becoming confused. "Hmm? Richard? Are you ok? You look-?"

I interrupted Smith by grabbing her with ten tentacles and giving her a bear hug. "THIS IS FUCK AWESOME! This is the best moment of my life! Ehehehehehe! Holy shit Smith, how the hell was able to get somebody to sign this?" I let joy take over me, and now I'm started to act like Tio. Though I have an exception, She deserves a bear hug. She was able to find someone that was willing to take me in as a homestay. That's like finding a specific fish in the entire ocean that was assumed to be extinct. Yet, she pulled through in the end, and I couldn't be happier.

"I appreciate-the thanks-Richard, and I'll-answer t-that question-later, but-you're choking-me!" Smith said sarcastically, as I looked at her face and-

Oh my fucking god, I'm choking her!

I immediately loosened my grip on Smith and helped her breath normally. I was going to apologize, but Smith responded first. "You're getting…one pack…of root beer."

Laughing at the sarcastic joke(hopefully), Smith started to get up on her feet. "Now, Richard. I know you're excited about this new home of yours, but you should know-"

"Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait! Before you continue, please don't say anything about my new host. I need to know what type of human he is, first hand!" I interrupted Smith with tentacles shaped like an X in front of her while starting to pack up with most of my tentacles. "If I knew my new homestay, I would be setting up a fake good impression to make sure they would love me. That's like catfishing someone you're stalking. Ehehehehehe!"

Smith had the 'I don't care anymore' expression on her face since she decided to forget about telling her wisdom to me. "Alright then. If that's what you want, then go ahead. We should get going in about two hours, so make sure you have everything packed up." She started to walk to the door of the apartment. "As for MON, you'll still be part of their mission as the mind. I'll tell them that you finally found a host to live with, and they'll visit you occasionally. Understand?"

"You got it, Smith!" I was about to let Smith walked out, but I just remembered something. "Oh, shit-Wait Smith!"

Smith paused opening the door. "Yeah Richard?"

I closed my eyes, and in a deep and calming voice, these words came out.

...

"...Thank you, Smith. It's not common for someone to give a chance to a psychopath, but you did that so many times to me with different hosts. Ehehehehehe...I really did see a true friend that day, and I'm glad that it was you..."

…

I let out a huge sigh and opened my eyes. I see Smith smiling while almost tearing up. "Ah geez, Ehehehehehe! That was a little too emotional there, wasn't it?"

Smith just giggled. "You're welcome, Dick."

"Oh, that wasn't me," I replied with a smirk. "But that doesn't I could've said the same thing the same way."

Smith just shook her head and wiped her tears. "Whatever. Later Richard." She closed the door gently on her way out, leaving me to continue packing.

"Man," I said to myself. "You really know how to say thank you, don't cha."

Author's Note: And that's the end of Chapter 1! I hope you like the new changes to the new chapter(sorry that it's short, but it's the beginning of a story). I'll start working on Chapter 2 and posted it as soon as possible.

On a side note, I'm also thinking about starting a Danganronpa SYOC Story. I don't know when I going to write it, but it's just an idea I wanted to bring up. If you really want me to write one, I'll consider it as an upcoming goal.

So for now(Disclaimer), I don't own Daily Life With a Monster Girl. I only own my OC and story. So see you later, and make sure you legoofmystory!