This Means War
Author Notes: Sooo...Halloween was supposed to be over. But crap happened and now Sen is salty and wants October to continue
Sen: November DOESN'T Exist! From now on it shall now be dubbed October 2!
Mako: More like Octwober.
Sen: Ohhh that's good~
Jin: ...why are we here?
Mako: Because he apparently doesn't care about our opinions. Or feelings.
Sen: I do! I mean right now I don't because I missed most of October! All those halloween movies and game events gone! So let's do this! We don't own Danganronpa
Jin/Mako: *Meets each other's gaze* This is not going to end well...
Mako: For the record this little oneshot is taking place somewhat in the Usachi Universe/world that I made when writing well...Usachi. Meaning Ultimates aren't really a thing but people are still called that and there's no despair. Anyways...None of us own Danganronpa.
3rd P.O.V
It all started off innocently. There...was really no ground for things to happen the way they did.
Makoto was eating his breakfast in the cafeteria, it was a quiet day. A normal day. Or at least it seemed to, but it didn't take long for the teen to realize something just wasn't right. All around him were hushed conversations and snickers.
He glanced around, but there was no one to meet his gaze. It confused him. What did he have a bad case of bed head or something? "Hey Makoto!" A smile immediately forms on his face as his friend Hina approaches, her tray full of frosted donuts and apple cider.
"Sup Hina?" Her face furrows for a moment in confusion as she sits down. Her change in expression automatically made him nervous. This morning he ended up sleeping in so he rushed down for breakfast.
Barely able to grab the green tea yogurt that was available. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Her eyes widen as she brings her hands towards her mouth. "Oh my god what happened to your mouth!?" Now it was his turn to furrow his brows.
What was wrong with his mouth? "It's green! Like your jacket! The teeth, your tongue-everything!" Immediately he stands up, making his way towards the closest bathroom to confirm her statement. The moment he reaches the large mirror he parts his lips.
Sure enough, just like she stated, his entire mouth was a puke green shade. "Are you kidding me?" It was no wonder people were giggling behind his back. Every time he went to speak or eat people got a good look.
However...how long had he been like this? The moment he woke up and changed he ran out the door. Unless...With a determined expression he leaves the male restroom, returning to his seat. Hina sat there, munching on her sweet treat, her expression puzzled as the short teen dipped his fingers into his breakfast.
"Makoto?" Gently he rubbed his thumb and finger together, watching with surprise as his theory was confirmed. "What the?" His hand, much like his mouth turned green. "Wh-how? Why?" There was no explanation for this. "Maybe that yogurt has more matcha then usual?
It baffled the both of them. "I don't know but I'm gonna head back to my dorm to brush my teeth. I can't deal with this all day." Their conversation was put on hold as the bell suddenly rang, signaling the start of classes. "Shit!"
The two, along with the rest of the students eating scrambled out of their seats. "I'll cover you in class!" The brunette was extremely grateful for his friend as he makes a mad dash back to his room.
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"Dammit! Kyoko's going to have my head." Makoto just didn't seem to be having the best day. Not only did his mouth turn green, that though fortunately went away with his trusty toothbrush, he seemed to be running behind no matter where his destination lies.
It seemed like something was getting in his way or screwing him regardless of the time and place. However what was making him sweat bullets at the moment was the fact that he was running late for a very important date.
His girlfriend was NOT one to upset or anger. Especially with the fact that has vast knowledge in forensics...if he wasn't careful the brunette will find himself six feet under. "Ugh I can't believe it didn't work!" Yet despite his potential death, he couldn't help but pause as a loud voice hit his ears.
"W-wh-what's wrong Hiy-Hiyoko?" Carefully he leaned against the wall, angling his head towards the doorframe entrance. There were some girls talking in an empty classroom. "Shut up you ugly piece of pig shit. I'm pissed that the prank on Hajime didn't work!"
If he didn't have a reason to eavesdrop on the conversation he did now. "You played a prank Hiyoko? And you didn't tell Ibuki about it!? Ibuki is soooo disappointed!" These girls looked familiar to Makoto, though he didn't know any of them personally.
He's probably seen them around in between classes, though he couldn't imagine how he could not remember seeing these girls with how crazy their hair looked. 'Hiyoko' rolled her eyes at her eccentric friend.
"I wanted to pay him back for stepping on my kimono but it didn't work." She pouts then, crossing her arms like a child. "B-but...wa-wasn't it an a-accident?" Mahiru raised an eyebrow as she gave the blonde a look. "What did you even do?"
Makoto had a pretty good idea what she was going to say, but he kept himself quiet. He wanted to hear the confirmation from her own mouth. "I put some green dye into one of the green tea yogurts they had out. I was going to have Mahiru take pictures and everything!" He knew it.
It was her. "Wait is that why you asked me to bring my camera?" The evil little girl snickers into her sleeve. "Yep~ But he didn't get it. Some other loser collided into him and took it instead." At the mention, Makoto suppressed a groan, if he didn't sleep in he wouldn't have rushed to grab his breakfast.
Well...it made him feel a bit better knowing it wasn't intentionally for him, but jeez what bad luck for him. "Oh well, at least I know my prank would've worked. That idiot had green teeth and everything~ It was hilarious." And her terrible laughter made something snap inside the short boy.
For whatever reason, he couldn't find it in him to forget about this little mishap. Usually he would shrug it off, consider it as a no big deal type of thing and move on. But...it felt like something snapped within him as he heard her obnoxious statements alongside cruel laughter.
Quietly, he walked away from the opened classroom. His mind churning with thoughts as he grabbed his phone. Only for him to curse once again as he realizes the time. His speed picking up tenfold as he rushes to the nearest store to buy the prettiest bunch of flowers possible. On top of her favorite perfume.
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As far as revenge or mischievousness was concerned...it really wasn't Makoto's forte. He wasn't the best at keeping secrets, let alone come up with some sort of wicked scheme. But...that's what his friends are for.
Although he more or less asked for advice on what they think a great prank would be. The answers he got were either a tad too extreme for his tastes, or he received none whatsoever on the ground fact that the people he went too considered pranks childish and/or a waste of time.
So...after three days of brainstorming, researching this Hiyoko while asking friends, he just decided to say screw it and go with his gut feelings. A whoopie cushion. But with a twist. He painted the cushion the same color as the brown desk chairs, carefully camouflaging it before gluing it down.
It helped that Chihiro was friends with some of Hiyoko's classmates. She was kind enough to lead him there during lunchtime. "What are you doing Makoto?" The programmer had her head tilted as she watched her friend hovering by the door. "Waiting."
His vague statement only confused the shorter student. "For what? Oh! Hey Chiaki~" Makoto heard cheerful conversations behind him, watched people come and go throughout the classroom, yet he still waited. His suspicious behavior warranting snickers from the shadows, but otherwise ignored.
At this point he could care less for how he looked or seemed. All he wanted was for the blonde midget to pay for what she had done. She was already in the room, chit chatting away with her friends. She'd have to go sit down at her seat eventually. But...then something strange(at least to him) happened.
Within minutes, things went from calm and peaceful to chaotic within a flash. "Fight me old man!" Two students within the class began a sparring session. "Sheesh, you just don't learn do you! Bring it on then."
All of a sudden two student randomly started fighting amongst one another. Sending several chairs and desks flying(fortunately Hiyoko's not getting involved with hte skirmish). Still Makoto found himself hunched beneath the window as debris went everywhere.
"I'm gonna win!" The cocky girl wore a grin as she sends a kick towards her opponent. "Uh oh!" Only for him to sidestep and push her. She skids, tripping on a banana peel. The sudden slip makes her back crash against the floor, her body colliding with the trashcan nestled next to the teachers desk.
The garbage spewed out like someone upchucking their recent meal after a roller coaster ride. "H-Hiyoko look out!" It arching towards the air before landing right on the kimono wearing evil with pigtails. "Wah?" She didn't even see it coming as her back was turned away from the fight.
Having long gotten used to seeing and dealing with it. Conversations ceased as everyone stared at her. From head to toe she was coated in rotting food, stale gum, shredded papers and various other pieces of the trash.
Real genuine tears fell down her cheeks as she ran right out the door to the nearest bathroom. Makoto wasn't sure what to feel as he saw her go. On one hand he felt bad that something far worse then what he planned on happened to her.
But at the same time, this was the same person that basically made him the laughing stock of the school for the whole day. And was absolutely mean about it. Still his prank was a bust, and with the bell ringing signaled the start of a new class.
One that Makoto was sure to be late for(again) since his room was on the complete opposite of the school. He ran, oblivious to the small chitter chatter going on in Hiyoko's classroom. Specifically Hajime as he gave one of his classmates a look.
"Nagito..." The white haired albino turned towards him as he continued eating his banana. "What?" A sigh escapes the brunette as he points to the peel laid haphazardly on the ground. "When Hiyoko gets back you're apologizing to her."
Tilting his head, the skinny male looks confused(Hajime doesn't buy it for an instant) "What? Oh! Is that mine? I thought I tossed it out already. My bad." Hajime was familiar with that calculating look on his friend's face very well...
Despite his promise before proceeding to pick up his trash(along with the trash trail Hiyoko left behind) the stern student knew for a fact that Nagito was Not going to apologize to their classmate. Now he just had to find out what the motive for embarrassing the bratty girl in the first place was.
The end...?
Author Notes: Well... that happened. I hope you're happy Sen! I got your prank one shot done.
Sen: Yes. But...you did something horrible!
Mako: I did?
Jin: She did? What?
Sen: She...added in her Hajime x Nagito shipping!
Jin: Wait what? Where?
Sen: At the bottom...It's Implied.
Jin: Huh...I can see it but it's not that big a deal.
Sen: Jin. It's Nagito.
Jin: oh yeah-right.
Mako: Screw both of you! They're my dangan 2 otp. And it's not implied as much as I'd want it to! Plus...it was either Nagito with the banana or Hajime-I figured Nagito would be the more strategic choice considering his luck. But whatever. That's it.
Sen: Love this story! I want reviews/favs/follows pleaasseeeee~
Jin: We good?
Mako: Jaja~ Tchao for now.