AN: Here's their colors again for a reference!
BLUE- The Doctor, YELLOW- Kaminari, BLACK- Sero, PINK- Mina, GREEN- Dean, RED- Sam, BROWN- Castiel, ORANGE- Bakugou, WHITE- Kirishima
Chapter 7 The BETRAT!
"Woah!" the Doctor exclaimed, beginning to skip around the cafeteria that they all had teleported into. "Just so you all know, I'm a crewmate!"
"That's exactly what the imposter would say," Kirishima said, trying to look serious but grinning widely.
"Even if I was the imposter, I wouldn't kill people," the Doctor shrugged. "Violence is never the answer."
Sam scrunched up his face. "But isn't killing people, like, the aim of the game?"
"If you're the imposter, yes. Buuuut if you are a crewmate you need to complete all of your tasks before the imposter wins!" Mina chirped.
"I assume that these are our tasks?" said Sero, but as more of a question. He picked up the small stack of blank papers he was referring to, and right as he did, words began to form on the paper on top.
"Woah!" He exclaimed, recognizing the familiar tasks. He passed one to everyone, and as soon as they each held a paper, text faded onto theirs too.
"Okay everyone," Sero continued as soon as everyone had a chance to look at their tasks. "Don't let anyone else see your tasks, and try to get them done as fast as you can. The crewmates win if all of the tasks are finished before the imposters do."
"Oooh, and there's a map on your tasks paper that says where your tasks are, for those of you who don't know the map!" Mina added helpfully, her paper clutched tightly to her chest.
Cas squinted at his paper. "I don't need this map," he said. "I could just teleport to my tasks." He stared intensely at a wall, but he didn't disappear.
Dean grinned and clapped Castiel on the back. "Don't be too bummed you can't teleport away from us. Besides, this place probably has some kind of spell where you can't cheat or somethin'. "
"Welp, see ya later people! Try not to get killed!" Kaminari chirped happily, bunding away towards the weapons area.
"I've got a medbay scan!" Kirishima announced after reviewing his tasks.
Dean narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "I don't trust you... or anyone except Sammy and Cas. They probably won't lie to me. But the rest of you," he started to back away near Admin, "I'll be watching you." He ducked into the hallway.
Sam blinked a few times at Dean's odd behavior.
"Uhm...well, at least he has the right mindset..!" Kirishima said nervously.
"Right…"
"Well anyways," the red-head continued, as if that didn't happen. "Who wants to see my scan? It's like a task everyone can see that proves you innocent." He explained, mostly for the new players.
"I'll see it, lets go, Dumb Hair." Bakugou grumbled passive aggressively, already heading towards the medbay.
"I'll come too!" Sero added, following Kirishima and Bakugou. The three of them disappeared around the hallway, arriving in the medbay just as the lights began to dim.
"Dang it, a sabotage? Already?" Bakugou complained.
They waited a few seconds in silence, their vision encompassed in nothing but darkness. When the lights finally returned, Bakugou turned to Kirishima and said,
"Alright, lets see that scan, you red-haired lose-" He froze, as he realized he was speaking to no one. Instead, lying lifelessly on the ground, were a pair of severed white-dressed legs, once belonging to the bubbly red-head. Sero and Bakugou stared at it, then at each other, before Sero quickly pulled a megaphone out of seemingly nowhere. A loud sound rang out as they were all transported to stand around the central table of the cafeteria. Everyone was thrown temporarily off balance, quickly recovering.
"Wow, that was fast. Someone died already?" Kaminari wondered aloud.
"WHO THE HELL KILLED KIRISHIMA?!" Bakugou shook with anger.
"What do you mean 'who killed him?' There were only two people in that room. Mind explaining yourself?" Sero said accusingly, turning to stare Bakugou down, despite being shorter than him.
"So you killed him!" The angry blonde fumed, also rounding on Sero.
"Okay wait, everyone calm your Pokeballs. Can someone explain what happened?" Kaminari asked, utterly lost.
"Okay," Sero said quickly, wheeling back around. "So Kiri wanted to medscan, and Blasty happily obliged," He recalled, putting an accusatory emphasis on the manner of which he agreed. "Then we both went in, lights cut out, and badabing badaboom, Kiri's ded."
"Y'know what?" Dean growled. "I was in the middle of the download task and you idiots reported a friggin body. Now I have to start all over." He gave them a sarcastic smile. "Thanks for that."
Cas tilted his head to the side. "Dean… there was a dead body. Isn't it more important to find out who the imposter is than complain about your tasks?"
Dean crossed his arms. "It's still annoying," he muttered.
"So I'm thinking it has to be Sero...or Blasty.." Kaminari spoke thoughtfully. "Since they were the only ones there…"
"I don't think that Blasty would kill him sooo…" Mina said, her dark golden eyes darting towards Sero with suspicion.
Cas slammed his hands against the table. "So what are we waiting for? Vote him out!"
Sam stared at Cas with wide eyes. "Dude, calm down. We still don't have that much evidence."
"Of course we do!" Cas scoffs. "Sero and Bakugou were the only ones in there with Kirishima. Bakugou obviously has a soft spot for Kirishima, so the only logical person is Sero!"
"I think you're taking this way too seriously…" Dean shook his head, chuckling.
"I DO NOT HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR HIM!" Bakugou screeched indignantly.
"No, no I think the angel has a point.." Mina trailed off. "I'm voting Sero," she concluded.
The Doctor looked conflicted. "I… I think I'm going to skip," he mumbled.
Sam shrugged and voted. Dean looked over his shoulder and asked, "Who'd ya vote for?"
Sam rolled his eyes at his older brother. "It's anonymous for a reason, Dean."
"Yeah yeah."
Sero looked at Mina and Kaminari as they each shared a look and voted.
"Wha- did you guys just vote for me?" He asked, gaping at them with a sort of betrayed look. "I didn't even get to defend myself!"
"Uh, ya kinda did, Kaminari pointed out. "You literally said you both went in and now he's dead."
"Well yeah, but I-..." He stammered.
"Oh my gosh, dude, you literally sound so sus right now!" Kaminari laughed. Sero opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out. He eventually just huffed and voted.
Sero waited with bated breath as he watched everybody complete voting on the small tablet screens they each held. The timer for voting came to the end and they all looked at their screens with anticipation.
VOTES FOR SERO: Six
SKIPS: One
VOTES FOR BAKUGOU: One
"Guys, seriously?" Sero gaped as his tiny brain processed the results, which had voted him off. "It's not me!"
"A little late to prove yourself now," Sam said with an amused smile on his face.
Sero shot Sam a dirty look, then glanced around in nervous suspense, not really sure what to expect. He wasn't sure how he was to be ejected, and after deciding that nothing was going to happen, he looked back to his friends.
"Hah, it doesn't even matter! How are you going to eject me anyways?" He said with a satisfied grin.
"Well, we could chuck you out the trash chute!" Kaminari responded with an excited clap. Sero gasped overdramatically.
"You wouldn't dare-" He started before he seemed to disappear into the ground with a surprised yelp.
The room became ghostly silent as they processed what had just occurred.
Dean leaned over the cafeteria table to get a better look, his eyebrows raised. "Welp, I guess that answered his question," he commented, inspecting the small trap door that had opened up below where Sero once stood.
"I-..what just happened?" Mina asked warily, as a monotone voice boomed over the speakers.
"Sero has been ejected." The disembodied voice stated.
"He was ejected," Cas repeated quietly. "If you are ejected do you… die?"
"Technically yes...but you get to become a ghost!" Kaminari shrugged.
Cas shuffled uncomfortably. "I'm gonna go finish my tasks," he mumbled.
"I'll come with ya, Cas." Sam patted him on the shoulder.
He looked up at Sam gratefully and headed towards the admin table to swipe his card. Sam followed quickly behind.
The rest of their party dispersed indiscriminately after them, going in all different directions.
Bakugou made his way into the reactor room, alert with each step. He looked over his shoulder as he felt a presence follow him into the room.
"Why does it feel like...there's someone in here..?" He wondered aloud, much calmer than normal as he was seemingly alone.
Kirishima laughed, accidentally slipping through the wall as he wasn't used to the new ghost physics.
"Oh, no reason," He replied, even though he knew Bakugou couldn't hear him.
"Hah, simp," Sero said teasingly, floating through the wall rather than rounding the corner.
"Oh, shush," Kirishima turned around, glaring his friend square in the face, who just shrugged.
"What? Am I wrong?"
...
"Hurry up!" Dean groaned impatiently at the admin table, as Kaminari tried and failed to swipe his card.
"Gaah, I've got it this time!" He said in a high-pitched voice, but still messing up. TOO FAST. TRY AGAIN. The red letters on the card reader flashed.
Sam tapped his foot, clearly irritated. "C'mon Cas lets go," he hissed.
"I'm waiting for Dean," Cas said stubbornly. "You can go on without me."
"Yeah. Not happening."
Dean rolled his eyes. "You don't have to wait for me, man. Go and finish your tasks. I'm gonna be here for hours anyway," he added, glaring at Kaminari.
Kaminari made a sort of strangled sound, violently jabbing the card into the card reader, which astonishingly worked. He stared at it in surprise and confusion, as he didn't expect it to work the one time he wasn't trying.
"I-..." He looked at the other three in the room. "I meant to do that." He concluded unconvincing, quickly stumbling out of admin with a nervous smile.
"Finally," Dean muttered, rolling his eyes. He tried swiping his card and failed. His eyebrows twitched with annoyance as he aggressively swiped it again. "Ok now I don't blame Pikachu over there for taking so long," he grunted.
Cas squinted and tilted his head to the left, looking over Dean's shoulder. "Dean, you have to do it slower."
"I'm trying, ok?"
Sam sighed heavily as he made his way over to them "Here let me try-" Before he could finish, a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. He started stabbing, and Castiel's body fell to the ground: only his brown legs remained. Dean stared at the scene, his green eyes wide with shock.
"I- Sammy- did you just-"
"OH CRAP NO THAT-" he took a deep breath. "That was an accident."
Dean grabbed the red and white megaphone (again, out of nowhere). The sound echoed through the spaceship. Everyone was suddenly transported to the cafeteria table.
"What is it this ti-" Kaminari started.
"SAMMY KILLED CAS," Dean yelled.
Sam's jaw dropped. "I did not! You killed and self reported right in front of me!"
"You really think you can lie," Dean growled. "in front of me? Your own friggin brother?"
"You're the one who is lying!" Sam snapped.
The Doctor put his hands up to silence them. "Children, children. No need to yell. Let's hear Dean's story first."
"What, you don't believe me?" Dean narrowed his eyes.
"Just tell us what happened old man," Mina said, tapping her finger on the table.
Dean decided to ignore her comment. "I was swiping my card, and Cas was trying to help me. Then Sammy came over and started to stab him." He glared at Sam accusingly.
"Uh, not true!" Sam fumed. "Dean must have been faking the card swipe, I came over to help him and he killed Cas."
"That is not what happened-"
"Okay, okay," Mina spoke, trying vainly to calm the men. "Was there anyone else around?"
"Oo, I just left them!" Kaminari exclaimed. He pulled a thoughtful look and asked, "Did anyone ever see Sam swipe his card?"
Everyone looked around the room, studying each other's faces as no one responded.
Sam cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. "I was waiting for Dean to finish so I could swipe mine."
Kaminari frowned. "But like… weren't you mad at Cas when he was waiting for Dean?"
"Ha!" Dean smirks and jabs a finger at his younger brother. "Nice try Sammy!"
"I'm voting for Moose." Bakugou voiced bluntly. Mina nodded and followed suit.
"So after this, we should win, right?" Kaminari asked after voting.
"I hope," the Doctor muttered, voting for Sam by pressing the green check mark on his name.
They all finished voting and waited with suspense for the results to arrive.
VOTES FOR SAM: Five
VOTES FOR DEAN: One
"Dang it!" Sam yelled.
"Kinda hope the trapdoor doesn't show up," Kaminari laughed. "Then we'll have an excuse to yeet you down the trash chute!"
Sam glared at him. He tapped his fingers on the cafeteria table as he waited for the sudden drop.
"Just do it-" he growled, interrupted by the trapdoor's surprise opening.
"Sam has been ejected," a voice boomed.
"Oop-" Mina grimaced, looking down the hole in which her comrade fell.
"Welp, another one bites the dust!" Kaminari shrugged.
The Doctor glanced around the room warily. "The game… is it over?"
"Ya, I guess so!" Mina spoke. Her happy expression soon faded to confusion as the game wasn't ending. They all looked around at each other, not sure what to think.
"So… that means one of the people we voted off was innocent?" the Doctor whispered, his eyes wide. "Or both of them?"
"I..I guess so.." Mina repeated, but this time with much less enthusiasm as she stared at everyone in their squadron.
"Well I saw Sammy kill Cas so I know he was an imposter," Dean said gruffly.
"Are you sure you didn't kill him and blame it on Moose?" Bakugou growled accusingly, his red eyes flaring.
Dean tensed his jaw and glowered at Bakugou. "I would never kill Cas."
The four ghosts were watching their crewmates argue, their curiosity piqued.
"This is better than reality TV!" Sero laughed, throwing his head back.
"Agreed! I could watch this for hours!" Kirishima said, elongating the 'o' for effect.
"Honestly, they should try out for a Netflix show or something!" Sero added, watching with interest as the others argued, as if they were an interesting program on TV.
Cas furrowed his brows and cocked his head to the side. "How could a knife kill me?" he wondered aloud.
"Well this is a game," Sam pointed out. "And, besides, you're not actually dead."
Cas frowned and tilted his head. "But I'm a ghost." He flew through the cafeteria table and glanced at Sam. "If I was alive I couldn't do this."
"You're not exactly dead...but you're not alive either.." Sero thought out loud, squinting at Cas.
"Yes it's very strange," Kirishima added, his attention still fixed on the people around the table.
"But I guess, aren't angels already dead?" Sero asked.
"No, he said he possessed a dude, remember?" Kirishima shifted his attention from the quarreling squadron of people to his friend.
"Oh yeah…" he remembered. "Possessing people is fun, isn't it?" He added with humor.
Cas, not understanding that Sero was joking, said, "No, it is not. Jimmy had a normal life and a family, and I took it from him. His daughter was left alone and I can never make it up to her."
The ghosts stared at him with surprised and slightly horrified expressions.
Sero gaped at him. "That's rough buddy…" He murmured quietly.
Their attention was brought back to the bickering people around the table when Kaminari slammed his hands on the table, in a desperate attempt to keep things orderly.
"Gays, are you sure that we voted off the right person?" he asked, not sure who to believe.
"Don't you mean guys?" Dean grunted.
"No, no," the Doctor grinned. "Even if he did, gay is a correct term for you."
Dean's face suddenly resembled a tomato. "I-I'm not gay," he mumbled.
The Doctor shrugged, "If you say so."
"I guess we should continue our tasks then..?" Mina asked warily, eyeing her comrades suspiciously.
"Yeah, that seems reasonable," Kaminari reasoned, taking out his tasks to skim over them.
"Cya, nerds," Bakugou grunted and strutted off. The rest of the group dispersed into other directions as they went to complete their tasks.
Dean unfolded his small piece of paper. "Ok, so I have a task in electrical, a task in navigation…" He started to walk towards the navigation hallway, until he saw the Doctor staring at him with a worried look. "Um, you ok there Doc?"
The Doctor gave him a nervous smile. "Huh? Me? Yup, I'm fine. Completely. Totally. Yep, nothing wrong with a murderer on the loose with nowhere to run and my TARDIS disappearing. Nope. Nothing wrong with that."
Dean blinked at him, raising an eyebrow. "You're not used to this kind of murder mystery stuff, are you?"
"No, no. I am. I'm just not used to the murderer being an innocent person and not some alien who wants to take over the world."
"Well then, welcome to my world."
After that mysterious comment, Dean strode towards navigation, the Doctor following closely behind. "What do you mean by that? Are the monsters you kill innocent? Or are you just saying that you don't kill aliens who want to take over the world? Do you go around killing innocent people? Maybe the whole monster thing is fake, and you're just a cold blooded murderer-"
"Would you just shut up and let me do my tasks?" Dean snapped.
"No I will not 'shut up' until you give me answers!" the Doctor yelled, stomping his foot and crossing his arms.
Without Sam or Cas to calm him down, Dean threw down the wires and whirled around to face the Doctor, his green eyes flaring with fury. "Answers? You're really worried about answers about my life when we're stuck in a friggin video game?" He took a step closer to the Doctor, who was beginning to lose his earlier confidence. "And you're the one who should be giving me answers. You just randomly appear and keep us in your little time travel-y box thing, while not answering any of our questions. What makes you think I'll answer your questions, if you aren't making the effort to answer mine?"
The Doctor suddenly found a small spot on the floor which he found much more interesting than looking into Dean's angry glare. He unconsciously fidgeted with his bowtie, rubbing and adjusting it. "Well I- I did answer one of your questions," he mumbled timidly.
"Yeah? And what was that?"
"My, uh, my name? Wait, no I didn't… Not truthfully anyway. You see, "Doctor" isn't actually my real name," he rambled. "Everyone just calls me it, well I call myself Doctor so I guess that's why-"
He was interrupted by a punch to the face. He yelped in surprise and was yanked closer to the short-tempered Dean. The Doctor cowered in fear, wincing away from Dean, worried he would attack him again. "Just shut up," Dean spat, "do your tasks, and leave me alone." He roughly let go of the Doctor, who was slightly traumatized, and stormed towards his next task.
The Doctor blinked at the spot where Dean used to be. Now he was becoming a little suspicious of him because of how he struck without a second thought. So to make sure Dean was safe, the Doctor hurried after him, not exactly thinking through his "plan". He thought that after a little walking and silence, he would be calmer.
The Doctor's assumption was completely wrong. Like saying he would be five minutes but instead taking twelve years, that's how wrong he was. Except nothing like that since this analogy didn't have anything to do with time…
"Hey!" the Doctor whisper-shouted. "Hey Dean! Wait up!"
Dean huffed with annoyance and started walking faster.
"Wait wait wait wait!" The Doctor ran to catch up and skidded to a stop in front of the aggravated blonde man. He crouched over, putting his hands on his knees, out of breath. "You'd think after running for your entire life a little sprint wouldn't tire you out," he let out a small chuckle. "Guess not."
"Can you take a hint, Sherlock?" Dean growled. "I want to be left alone."
"Well, yes, but I, ah, I have a task the same exact way you're going so I have no choice but to follow you." He gave Dean a nervous smile. "Anyway, I'm nothing like Sherlock, he's a nice guy, very fun to be around, but he's a psycho- I mean sociopath. He gets mad when I get it wrong-"
"Just stop talking and you can follow me." Dean pushed past the long-winded Time Lord.
The Doctor clamped his jaw shut, dedicated to his task of making sure Dean was innocent. As they walked towards electrical together, he kept glancing at Dean with a frightened gaze, hoping he wouldn't notice. After a bit more walking, the Doctor came to the conclusion that Dean was, in fact, not the imposter, due to how many opportunities he had to kill him.
What they saw in electrical only confirmed his conclusion.
The Doctor entered first, realizing on his way there he did have a task where Dean was going. He saw a sandal in front of the wall of electrical and picked it up, inspecting it. He held onto it, believing it would be important in the future. Dean sauntered in closely behind him. They went around the wall together, and saw severed, orange legs lying before them.
"Oh my," the Doctor said quietly, not entirely sure what to do. "Oh my… What- what happened? What do we do? What should we do?" He started to panic, running around the bottom half of the body and checking if it was still alive even though it clearly wasn't.
"We do this," Dean responded calmly, pulling out a red and white megaphone - from, again, out of nowhere.
"Again? That was fast!" Kaminari said before looking around, trying to see who is missing.
Mina also glanced around the table quickly before realizing that it was significantly quieter than most meetings.
"Wait, did they kill Blasty?" Mina realized with a surprised expression.
"Yes!" the Doctor exclaimed. "And it was bloody and gory and…" he wrinkled his face in disgust.
Kaminari winced. "Oooh, that doesn't sound fun…" He was about to say something more when something in the Doctor's hand caught his eye. "Hey wait… is that my flippity flop?" He asked, recognizing the familiar Pikachu design. He looked down at his feet, seeing that he only had one of the rubbery shoes on.
"No wonder walking around felt so weird…" He muttered to himself.
"Wait, this is your shoe?" The Doctor's eyes widened. "It was right in front of the dead body!" He subconsciously started to inch away from Kaminari.
"It was? Oh that's funny.." Kaminari laughed to himself before realizing. "Wait, it was?! I- it wasn't me, I swear!" he pleaded, wide-eyed and nervous.
"You're not a very good liar, ya know," Dean said, his eyes narrowed.
"H-how would you know that? I'm not lying!" Kaminari stammered.
"I'm a professional liar, I know when people are lying."
"Well I'm a professional procrastinator but I can't tell when people are procrastinating!" Kaminari exclaimed, feeling unfairly accused.
"I dunno Denks, you've really dug yourself a hole here… I'm honestly surprised you've lasted this long!" Mina laughed, her finger hovering over the button to vote.
"Yeah," Dean laughed. "Who would ever suspect the stupid one?"
"Hey! Who ya callin' stupid! It's not me, I swear it on my conveniently placed flippity flops!" Kaminari said, but at this point he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
Dean shook his head and pressed the check mark on Kaminari's name. The Doctor looked nervous, and quietly spoke.
"What if…" he hesitated. "What if he's telling the truth and- and… oh I hate it when people lie it always messes me up!" He slammed the table out of frustration.
"He's probably lying, he's not very good at it," Mina shrugged after she had voted.
The Doctor groaned and murmured an apology under his breath to Kaminari. He reluctantly pressed the vote button.
"You guys better not have voted me, or else you all will be the stupid ones now!" Kaminari voiced indignantly, also pressing the button for his vote.
VOTES FOR KAMINARI: Three
SKIPS: One
A sound that could only be described as keyboard spam in words escaped Kaminari as he read the results.
"Are you guys serious?" He sighed. He took his shoe from the Doctor, and his eyes widened as he realized something.
"Wait a sec, Mina didn't you steal my flippity flo-" He began but was never able to finish as the floor opened below him, dropping him into the vast abyss of stars.
"Kaminari has been ejected," a voice stated for the third time.
The three remaining were silent, trying to process what Kaminari had said before he fell.
"You…" the Doctor trailed off, gaping at Mina.
Mina only stared at him like a deer in headlights before tapping something on her tasks paper. An alarm began to blare loudly as the overhead speaker announced oxygen was being depleted. Mina looked back up at their horrified and betrayed expressions before throwing her head back in a spine-chilling chaotic laughter as she waited for her cooldown to drain.
Dean slapped the Doctor's arm and yelled, "Run, Doc, Run!"
"Hey that's my line!" the Doctor complained before sprinting as fast as he could away from Mina.
Dean rushed to put in the code in Admin, messing up once and cursing at himself. Once he eventually finished, he noticed the Doctor was still standing frozen behind him. "What are you doing?" he hissed. "You're supposed to be doing the other code thing so the time doesn't run out!"
His eyes widened. "I am? Oops, uh-"
"Just go do it!" Dean shouted.
The Doctor scrambled away, going through the cafeteria again to get to O2. He gulped fearfully as he saw Mina was no longer in the same spot. He ran a little slower, scared that Mina would just pop out of nowhere and kill him. He peeked around the wall that separated the cafeteria and O2.
She wasn't there.
He sighed with relief, walking more confidently towards O2. As he rounded the other corner, he practically screeched, jumping back and cowering in fear.
There stood Mina, casually looking at her 'tasks' paper as she leaned against the now closed door to the O2 hallway. Her head shot up as she heard his screech. She smiled a smile, which would normally seem sweet, but you could tell there was malicious intent behind her dark eyes.
"Hewwo!" she said innocently, as if he was a familiar friend she had passed on the sidewalk. She began to approach him, pulling something silver from behind her back.
"Oh no," the Doctor whispered. "Oh no no no no no. I'm gonna die again. Will I regenerate? Is this really just a game or is it real?" He slowly backed away from Mina, not having anywhere to run.
"Die again?" She said with false interest. "You'll have to tell me all about it when we get out! But there's only one way to get out, and I'm afraid that means…" She stopped just in front of the man and looked up at him. Her fake sad expression molded into a sickly sweet grin.
"Boop!" She said she tapped his helmet where his nose should be, with a knife before taking it and slicing him into two. She watched as his limp body dropped to the ground, his fearful expression fading away with the rest of the scene, as the familiar lobby came back into view, along with all the others.
No one made a sound for a few moments, all of them staring at each other with confused and surprised expressions plastered on their faces.
Until Castiel spoke up, his deep voice betrayed no emotion at all.
"Well that was unexpected."
AN: Tbh, I didn't expect me and PopRocksAndPigeons would actually finish it in time, BUT WE DID! Even though we mostly finished it yesterday WE STILL FINISHED AND THAT'S WHAT COUNTS! I hope you were surprised by who the imposters were and Sam's really stupid mistake by killing Cas. Also, DID YOU CATCH THE ATLA REFERENCE? (if you haven't seen ATLA then that's ok-) If ya didn't, it was where the four ghosts were talking and Cas was saying something about taking Jimmy away from his family, and Sero says, "That's rough buddy..."
Anyway, while brainstorming (tOtAlLy NoT pRoCrAsTiNaTiNG-) we thought of an AMAZING IDEA! Stay tuned because we haven't even started Chapter 8 so it DEFINETLY won't be out next Sunday.
Also if you don't remember when Mina stole Kaminari's shoe, check back in Chapter 5, it's somewhere there. FoReShAdOwInG hehehe :)
There's probably only like five of you who are actually reading this so thank you so much for reading! I hope you have liked this fanfiction so far, if you have any ideas or feed back for it or anything that could help move this story along, please feel free to comment or message me!
P.S: I JUST REALIZED THIS CHAPTER IS 5,169 WORDS LONG WOW I'M SO SORRY ITS SO LONG UNLESS YOU LIKE THE LONG CHAPTERS THEN IN THAT CASE YOU'RE WELCOME :D