A/N:
Funny how things can change at the drop of a hat. Originally I wasn't going to post anything today, but recently...I decided to...add something to the end of this chapter. Something that wasn't originally meant to happen. However everything is subject to change and this story is no different. I usually wait for a few days, plan a chapter accordingly, but this time I let the numbers do the talking.
So I welcome you one and all to the very first act of Chapter 1! That's right...since I don't have any ideas for The School Trip of Mutual Killing, I thought I would get through Chapter 1 of this story, while working on Chapter 4 of the former one. It keeps things interesting, and hoy howdy are they gonna get interesting. Let's just say...the gears are beginning to turn, the hands of fate rarely stay immobile. You have one person to thank, I mean...I did this all to make that one sweat, I can only wish to see him squirm when he gets to the end of this chapter.
Before I go, a puzzle will serve as the ending to my Note. The numbers 13 and 31 were used in this chapter, however the 1 is irrelevant, take what's left, subtract 11 then add 13 and you get your number. Who's name is attached to that number? If you solve this before the end, you'll have the answer. But if you don't...well I hope you have fun reading.
Who ever said 13 was a lucky number?
Morning Hope Academy's
New Semester of Killing
Chapter 1 Act 1
Betting it all for a 5 Minute Call
(Daily Life)
Mei-Ling frowned as she lay in her bed. Dinner had gone just as she had expected it to go. Everyone came in, grabbed a portion of what Kirumi and Jill had worked to prepare, and then left without a word. It seemed as if the idea of staying in small groups had shot out the window. She couldn't help but frown, staring at the cellphone in her hand. This device would be the end of her life, should anyone find it that is. However, there was no way of successfully destroying it without leaving evidence behind. Without the charger, she couldn't delete the pictures she had on it, or transfer them to her memory card. Meaning if she did get rid of it, someone would easily find out it was her that had it.
It did limit her options, but she did have one idea of getting rid of it. That would be to break it and hide the pieces somewhere, perhaps even flush them down the toilet. It would be a bit hard, since she didn't exactly have anything to break the device with. She sighed as she lowered the device, shoving it in her pocket. She turned on her side, staring at the wall, her bathroom door being closed. There were still a few hours before Nighttime officially began, and currently it was eight at night. The artificial sun had been dimmed, and the skyline had changed to a starry sky. It was rather odd, but also quite soothing. Even if the stars weren't the ones she was used to, it would provide her with a sense of normalcy. Her thoughts drifted back to the cafeteria, two hours before dinner had started.
"Alright, since 14 of us have remained behind. It's safe to assume that we shall be the major group in this place. However 14 is too big a number, so I propose we split the group in half. 7 and 7, that way it's easier to lead." Jonathan said.
"You make a good point...we already elected Mei-Ling as the leader. Perhaps we should keep things split. You know, a group consisting of Class 24 members and another consisting of Class 79 members." Kaede said, earning nods form everyone.
"Yes that would be for the best. As such, Jonathan, Veruca, Chris, Carla, Lucy, Mei-Ling and the Aulani Twins shall remain as a group." Kirumi said.
"Ah...but that makes it uneven. One group will have eight while the other has seven." Kaito noted.
"Not to mention it'll be full of degenerate males. I think we should split the group by sex, girls and degenerates."
"That's kinda sexist Tenko. We can't afford to let something like this be our downfall. I know you may not like men, and I don't know why that is. But I believe it is beneficial for us to stick together." Jonathan said. Tenko gave the boy a glare, but conceded defeat.
"If I may...I wanna volunteer myself. I'll stay with Class 79, I'm sure Tsubaki wouldn't mind staying in Mei-Ling's group. We're together all the time anyway, so this shouldn't be a problem." Kaikane said. Tsubaki sighed, brushing some hair out of her eyes.
"You have a point...but be careful alright Kai? Mother told me to keep an eye on you. If something happens to you, I think I would die." the older twin said, earning a thumbs up and wink from her brother.
"Okay...then it's settled. All that's left is appointing the leader of your group. What about you Himiko? Think you can handle it?" Jon asked, earning a blank look from the mage.
"I think it's too much work. My magic can protect all of us, but I'm not fit to be a leader."
"Tenko will make sure this group stays in line. I believe being the leader will definitely keep all you degenerate males from doing pervy things." Tenko said, earning a chuckle from Chris.
"Any group lead by Tenko will be doomed to fail. I bet you she'll trap all the men in a building, deprived of food, water and jokes. That way, she can milk them for cum on the off chance that she wants to have a kid."
"May I snap his neck please?"
"Veruca, we talked about this. If you kill, you die." Jonathan said, earning a frown from the Nut Specialist.
"If I may...I think Kaede will make a good leader." Shuichi said, earning a stunned look from the blonde pianist.
"Wha...me?"
"Yes...you are strong, confident and charismatic. I think you should lead our group." he said, pulling on the bill of his hat to block his flush. Kaede nodded, grabbing a hold of her bag straps.
"Alright then, I shall gladly take on this role. Don't worry...I'm sure we'll get out of here in no time. We don't have to kill anyone to get free. If we just stay positive and hopeful, everything will be alright."
"Well said Kaede. I believe it's time for me to start dinner preparations. I have quite a lot of people to feed today. Perhaps recruiting Julianne will be beneficial." the Ultimate Maid said.
"Ugh...finally. Alright, I'll take a triple double bossy deluxe, animal style, extra shingles, with a shimmy, and a squeeze, light axle grease, make it cry, burn it and let it swim." Chris said, earning a nod from the maid.
"I shall prepare that for you shortly, Master Chris."
"Whoa...you understood that?" Kaito asked.
"Aside from being a maid, I have experience working in a hotel environment. I'm quite used to verbatim requests...if you'll excuse me." she said with a bow, taking her leave.
"I admire Kirumi...she's pretty tough." Mei-Ling muttered, shaking away her thoughts.
"What was more impressive was the fact that Chris managed to eat that monster of a burger. Funnily enough, there was no bacon on his order...wonder if he eat any?" she mused, a playful smirk on her face. A sudden ding filled her ears, making her sit up a bit. She glanced at the top of her door, seeing the black box that served as her doorbell. She sighed, jumping to her feet, her heels clacking a bit as she walked toward the door. Swiftly opening the door, she met the smiling face of Carla, who was bouncing slightly in excitement.
"Um...hey Carla...may I help you?"
"Yes! Now that we're a group and all I was wondering if you wanted to go to the bath house!"
"Huh...oh right, I did sort of promise I would go with you." Mei-Ling said, glancing at the floor.
"Yup yup! I convinced Veruca to come along, and Jon is trying to get Chris as well, though he's having a bit of trouble." she said, rubbing her neck as she glanced at the far away stairwell.
"I'm not coming to no fucking bath house! I don't give a shit if there are girls in there, I don't wanna drown!" the voice of the Lepidopterologist cried, followed by a loud door slam. Mei-Ling felt a small bead of sweat at the corner of her head.
"He makes a good point...but staying in a group should be fine, and after walking around in that artificial sun...I'm starting to smell a bit ripe."
"Okay Carla, just let me get my things and we'll go." she said. The girl clapped happily, slipping into the room.
"Wowie! You sure like to read Mei-Mei! Look at all of these old books!" she cried, walking toward the collection of Folktales. Mei-Ling watched her carefully, as she looked for a spare tee shirt, underwear and her slippers, the only other footwear she had with her.
"Are you interested in folktales Carla?"
"Not really...well there was one that I liked, the princess and the pea."
"I used to read that one a lot when I was little. The tale of a woman who's royal identity needed to be proven, with a test of sensitivity. Hans Christen Anderson was quite the interesting author." the brunette mused. She grabbed her folded clothes and placed them in her towel, folding it over her close and placing it inside her string bag. Along with that, she brought along some flower scented soap, deciding to wash her hair at another time.
"The Headmistress of the Catholic Orphanage I went to, always told me I was like that princess. No matter what bed I was in, I could always feel the springs. When I did, I would start bouncing and it usually kept the other girls up."
"Carla, you were a very annoying child weren't you?" Mei-Ling asked, none to kindly. The girl took it in stride, giving her a nod.
"You don't know the half of it!"
Meanwhile, Jon was in his own dorm room, looking around at everything that had been placed there. It was all of his stuff, including the things he was missing. His laptop was sitting on top of his plain looking desk. The top of which was scattered with papers, all of them having his neat hand writing on it. Lyrics to songs he didn't remember writing down. His bed was rather plain, but was covered in a monochrome bedspread, which he remembered buying before coming to Morning Hope. He had a 35 inch flat screen on top of his dresser, as his room lacked a closet. There were a few posters placed on the walls, several of Fallout Boy, and even a signed Micheal Jackson Poster which featured the Thriller album. Other than that, his room was pretty plain. He grabbed a change of clothes, a black and white tee shirt, with a pair of white boxers, black basketball shorts, and monochrome socks. He would wear his sneakers on the way back, as he didn't have any other shoes.
"This is so odd...everything here seems so neat and orderly. I usually date the songs that I write, and yet...those papers don't have dates. Odd...though I guess that means I probably wrote those and forgot to do it." he muttered. Once he had gathered everything, he left his room, locking his door and making sure his Student ID was in his pocket.
He started making his way down the stairs, frowning a bit when he realized he would be in the bath house alone. The ladies would be in their own section, while he was alone in his.
"What a damn shame...I kinda wish the bath house was coed, at least I wouldn't have an excuse to sit in piss warm water on my own." he thought, frowning as he walked down the stairs, walking into the third floor.
"Well look at you, are you perhaps disappointed in something?" Veruca asked, earning a sigh from the boy.
"Yes I am, the fact that I get to sit by myself while you ladies all have fun washing each others backs."
"Couldn't get Chris to come down eh? It's fine you know...the wall may be there to separate us, but we can still talk." she said.
"That doesn't make me feel better...but I did promise Carla I would go with her. I'm a man of my word." he said, a small smile on his lips. Veruca remained silent, clutching her own string bag, which was bright pink in color.
"Let's not keep them waiting then, Mei-Ling and Carla headed out before me. I'm certain Tsubaki will meet us there as well. Hey, you might get lucky, Kaikane trails behind his sister like a lost puppy. So you won't be alone."
"I suppose." the songwriter said quietly.
It didn't take them long to reach the courtyard. It was a lot colder now, that the artificial sun had been dimmed, simulating moonlight. He wanted to see the real moon, but at least he had the artificial stars to look at. There were a few others outside, most likely enjoying the cool night air. Everyone was still tense, and Jonathan didn't bother greeting anyone. He could still feel the scorn in Nick's words when he said he was the Mastermind's inside man, all because he wore Monochrome. He shook it off at that point, wanting to stay on topic, but it really hurt him.
"Why so quiet?" Veruca asked curiously, earning a shrug from the boy.
"Just...letting the day's events crash down on me. It's still surreal you know."
"Hmm...yes, I agree with you." the Ultimate Nut Specialist said. She wasn't keen on continuing the conversation. She was most likely thinking about things herself. She had been discussing some very interesting theories with Chris at dinner. While some may have merit, others seemed like crackpot theories. Jonathan tried not paying them any mind, he didn't want to lose hope of getting out of there.
The dark blue lights of the first floor greeted him once they walked through the cafeteria. He took the lead, as Veruca hadn't been this way before. They walked down the hall, past Classrooms 9-A and 9-B, before walking up the other hall. They walked into the Trophy Room, taking a look around.
It was filled with many awards, won by the alumni of Morning Hope Academy. Jonathan hadn't payed much attention when he and Carla had been there earlier. But now, he could see all of the trophies, plaques, accolades and awards. There were medals of honor, gold, silver and bronze, Olympic Medals, silver and gold trophies and many other awards. There was even a decorative sword resting inside a glass case, a supposed gift from a swordsmen that hailed from Japan. Veruca tugged on his shirt, pointing to the turrets that were now aimed at the doors. His eyes widened a bit in surprise.
"What the hell...those weren't here last time."
"What's the point of having those in here?" the girl asked, absentmindedly. They heard a familiar laugh, causing the two to glance down.
"If you are curious about those, I can explain." Monokuma said, grinning at the two. He came to a stop before the two doors, pointing at them both.
"You see, this establishment is meant to be safe for the student body. We don't tolerate things like rape in this fine institution, so these were added as a preemptive measure. The doors to the locker rooms will open with your Student ID's, boys get blue, girls get pink. If one of you tries to enter the wrong room, well let's just say, you'll be turned into Swiss Cheese by my buddies up there." he said, pointing to the turret.
"Hmm...what if someone were to steal a girl's handbook? What if a girl stole a boy's?" Veruca asked curiously.
"Sorry, even if they managed to steal a Handbook, these are fingerprint protected. Meaning you'll have to press your pretty manicured thumb on that panel. No finger print, no entree." the bear replied.
"Well...at least I have a bit of peace of mind now. Can't say I would welcome anything like rape in a hell hole like this. The more that is limited the better." Jonathan said firmly.
"Pu-hu! Just because someone can't be raped in the Changing Rooms, doesn't mean it can't happen anywhere else buddy boy. Let's just say, I have experience with Rape Cases. If you wanna dish out some homicide and mask it as a crime of passion, go for it. Just make sure it's entertaining. AHAHAHAHAHA!"
With that, Monokuma took his leave, leaving the two teenagers quite shaken. Jon shared a look with Veruca, who was staring at the turret, her silver blue eyes locked on it. It was just there, motionless, but with a single mistake, it could instantly kill a person. He placed a hand on her shoulder, making her jolt a bit.
"Bloody hell Jon, try not to scare me like that yeah?"
"S-sorry...I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Let's not keep Carla and Mei-Ling waiting okay?" he said, earning a nod from her. They split up briefly, entering their respective Changing Rooms.
Jon looked around, not surprised when he saw it was a typical locker room. While the locker room he had woken up in was geared for book storage and other necessities for class. This one was geared as a changing room for the Weight Room. Though it did look like a hassle, having to change there and then walk all the way across the school to the gym. Whoever designed the building didn't take that into account apparently. The walls were lined with small bright red lockers, with enough space for a gym bag. There was also a wall filled with stalls for changing, along with another small shower area. He picked the first empty locker he saw and started shedding his clothes.
"How the hell am I supposed to do this? I mean I've seen anime before...do I just...walk in there with a towel?" he mumbled to himself, as he pulled off his dirty clothes, remaining in his boxers. He swallowed a bit, grabbing his towel. He felt like wrapping it around his underwear, but he was sure Veruca would call him a pussy or something of the sort. He took them off, shoving them inside his bag, wrapping the towel around his waist.
"Fuck it...I'll just go like this and if its wrong, who gives a shit?" he thought, as he grabbed his soap and poof. He had seen the bath house before, and it came with a shower area. So after showering, he would just soak in the water.
He tried his best to hurry into the room, opening the door and slipping inside. The sounds of splashing could be heard, along with Mei-Ling and Veruca's cries. It seemed as if Carla was already having a bit of fun. He rolled his eyes as he went toward the left side of the room, the designated boy's side of the room. He was looking at his body wash body, Axe: Excite, his favorite scent. He just enjoyed the scent of coconut, and aside from black and white, purple was his next favorite color. He looked up from the bottle, eyes widening a bit.
"Hey Jon, I was wondering when you'd show up!" Kaikane said, raising his arm up in greeting, body covered in suds. Behind him stood his sister Tsubaki, who was busy washing his hair. Normally that wouldn't be an issue, if it wasn't for the fact that the Figure Skater was naked. Jon looked at the wall, his cheeks flushing pink.
"Uh...Tsubaki what are you doing here?" he asked. The platinum blonde looked up, placing her hand at her hip while she turned to face him, her body soaking wet, hair sticking to her body, thankfully blocking various areas.
"Washing my brother's hair, duh."
"But...you're naked."
"Hey listen, I've been washing this idiots hair since we were six. I didn't stop when I hit puberty, and I'm not stopping now. I could care less if people look at me. I just want to make sure my brother takes care of himself." she said, turning back to the very embarrassed boy.
"Big sis, I've told you a hundred times, I can take care of myself." Kaikane said, earning a giggle from the girl.
"I know you can, but I'm not gonna stop washing your hair little brother. Besides you like washing mine, it's good to return the favor." she said, giving him a wink. Jonathan shook his head, glancing at the wall.
"Okay...weird sibling relationship aside, I gotta admit they have a good bond. I wonder...if I had a twin sibling, would we be like that? I would hate it though...especially if my sister insisted on washing my hair." he thought.
"Hey dude, you gonna disrobe or what?" Kaikane asked, causing Jon to look back at him.
"I don't feel comfortable taking my towel off in front of your sister."
"Aw...he's shy." Tsubaki teased, holding back her giggles.
"I am not shy." Jonathan said firmly.
"Then take it off." the younger twin said, a smirk on his face. Jonathan said nothing, grabbing the corner of his towel. He held it in front of him, lowering himself into the tub, without letting either twin see him.
"Heh...I win."
"I wanted to see your butt." Tsubaki said with a frown, grabbing a hold of the hose. She turned it on, holding it above her brother's head while she rinsed his hair off.
"Not gonna happen sweetie, the only way you'll see my butt is if you agree to be my girlfriend."
"Heh...you can try. Tsubaki isn't going to date anyone, she already told our mother that she didn't want to get married. Says that she doesn't want her body to be ruined by stretch marks."
"Kai! What the hell are you running your fucking mouth for?" Tsubaki shouted angrily.
"But it's the truth! You said you wanted to remain as young as you could, so you could skate happily forever." he said. Tsubaki started spraying him in the face, practically water-boarding the boy, who was trying and failing to grab the hose.
"Don't listen to him okay Jon? He's just...confused on what his big sister wants!" she said, a flush on her face as she continued to spray her bother in the face.
"Ahuh." he said softly. He allowed himself to sink deeper into the tub, the water reaching up to his upper chest. He didn't know exactly what to say. It was a bit awkward now, especially with Tsubaki in the room.
"Bloody hell Carla, fucking stop spitting water at me! Do you want me to cut your hair?" Veruca cried, earning a loud giggle from the prankster.
"Looks like they're having fun." Jonathan muttered.
"Those three know how to raise hell...then again, I bet you Mei-Ling is sitting in a corner, just like you." Tsubaki said. She switched seats with Kai, who was now in the process of washing her lengthy platinum locks. Jonathan was trying and failing to look away, especially when the Figure Skater started lathering up, her dainty movements trailing across her body, the suds falling slowly down her sides.
"Jesus, I gotta stop looking before I pop a boner."
"So Jon...what kind of music do you like? You are a songwriter right?" Kaikane asked, causing the boy to stir from his thoughts.
"Oh...favorite songs huh? It depends really...I find myself liking Hard Rock a lot, and Post Hardcore. I love anything that has meaningful lyrics and live instruments. I detest computerized music, I find it so...fucking lazy. I mean, if a song uses it, it's totally fine. But when you make a song using Fruity Loops and it's just...all MIDI data...it doesn't feel real you know?"
"That means you hate dubstep?" Tsubaki asked, brushing a strand of wet hair from her face.
"I fucking hate dubstep. God I still can't believe people pay thousands of dollars to go see a goddamn computer." Jonathan said, slapping the water in annoyance. Kaikane chuckled, grabbing a hold of the hose, spraying his sister with it. She let out a small cry, glaring at the boy.
"It's fucking cold!"
"No it isn't, it's warm!"
"If this is warm, then the Atlantic Ocean is a fucking sauna. Turn it up!"
"Alright, jeez." the boy said softly, turning the dial up on the water. The young woman sighed contently, allowing the water to wash away the last of the suds.
"Yay! Cannon ball!" the voice of Carla cried, before Jonathan knew what was happening, a large wave of warm water splashed him in the face. Carla giggled happily, stretching her arms above her head, not caring that her upper body was completely uncovered.
"Jesus, Carla! Have you no shame?" Jonathan cried, blocking his face with his hand.
"Pfft...shame? What the hell is that? Shame? Never heard of it." she said, leaning back against the edge of the tub. The boy remembered her saying she was used to bathing with boys, so he relaxed a bit, but tried his hardest not to look at her assets.
"I have a burning question and...forgive me for asking it...but...what do you make of this? Who do you think will...you know?" Tsubaki said, standing up from the small bench. She brushed her hair behind her back, before stepping into the tub, followed shortly by her brother.
"You wanna know who's going to kill first?" Carla asked, a look of seriousness on her face. Kaikane sighed, crossing his arm.
"Tsubaki, maybe you shouldn't ask this."
"Sorry...it's just...the burning question you know."
"Don't be ashamed...you just asked what we're all thinking. Personally, I don't know, but there are a lot of people I don't trust. That Kokichi fellow...I don't know why, but he just rubs me the wrong way. Then there's Harrison. Mei-Ling told me he rubbed her side when they met, and was admiring her dress. He's also shown some rather odd behaviors." Jonathan said.
"Can't say I don't agree with you man...anyone who dips their finger in blood, and then wants to offer it to some fake deity. Yeah...that definitely screams loony to me." Kaikane said firmly.
"We must also account for a few of the more...dangerous individuals. I don't want to point fingers but, Lee and Victoria are the most troubling. Both are soldiers in the army, which means they have combat training. Nothing is going to stop a Marine who is motivated by something." Tsubaki said.
"But Lee is harmless! He isn't going to do anything, I'm sure!"
"You serious girl? He punched you in the gut!" the Ultimate Surfer said firmly.
"I've taken hits to the gut before, like I said that was nothing. See, I don't even have a bruise." she said, standing on her knees, showing off her smooth and toned stomach. Kaikane's eyes however drifted else where, his eyes widening a bit as he had a pervy look on his face. Tsubaki slapped him across the face, her hand over his eyes.
"Fucking perv, I didn't raise you that way."
"You didn't raise me at all." the boy cried back, rubbing his face with his hand.
"Look...I know things are looking grim, but we have to stay positive. If not for ourselves, then for those around us. If we keep being negative, then shit will hit the fan faster than we all want. I'm sure no one is going to kill for a five minute phone call."
"That's another thing...Monokuma said one of us has a cellphone. Any ideas on who it might be?" Tsubaki asked.
"My bet is on Kokichi. I mean, he's a compulsive liar, so he could easily have it and not tell anyone about it." Kaikane said.
"I don't think Kokichi has the phone. He doesn't seem like a bad person once you get to know him!" Carla said happily.
"Oh? How do you know this? You just met."
"We spoke earlier, before I went to get Mei-Mei. He seemed genuinely concerned about our well being." the Ultimate Lucky Student said.
"That was most likely a lie, stay away from him sweetie. I don't want him to convince you to murder on a baseless lie." Jonathan said, sounding rather protective. Tsubaki looked at the two, a playful grin on her face, though she remained silent.
"Oh? So you do have a brain it seems. Here I thought your head was filled with nothing but meager song lyrics." Veruca said, joining the others.
"Meager song lyrics? Please...my head is filled with more than just that. I'm the only other person willing to listen to your crackpot theories." he said, as the girl lowered herself into the tub, keeping a firm grasp on her towel. Mei-Ling followed after, still wearing her chopsticks in her hair, which was now just a messy bun.
"It got a little lonely. Hope you don't mind." she said.
"It's no problem at all sweetheart, we have to build trust. What better way to do that than to bathe together? This was a fine idea Carla, I commend you."
"Hehe...I knew you'd like it. I figure you were used to the hot springs in Hawaii right? This may not be a hot spring, but it still feels like one." she said cheerfully.
"Regardless of that...I think weighing our options this early will be beneficial. My worry doesn't lie solely on the General and the Drill Sargent, but on two others. Maki and Anastasia. I don't know about you, but those two are the biggest enigma here."
"Veruca's right...Maki doesn't strike me as a Child Care-Giver. She's cold, and dismissive. Despite that, she seems to value life to an extent...enough to distance herself from everyone else. Anastasia is something else entirely. Her Ultimate title comes into question, it isn't even listed on her Profile." Jonathan said, gesturing with his Student ID, which was thankfully water proof.
"Not to mention she's quite aggressive and assertive. Whatever her talent may be, it may prove to be a hindrance to our survival. Especially if it's...dare I say, an underground talent."
"Oh...you mean she's an assassin?" Carla asked, her eyes wide, an expression of glee on her face.
"No Carla...I doubt Morning Hope Academy would scout an assassin." Mei-Ling said, dismissing the girl's theory.
"Maybe we should take a break from the crackpot theories for a day. I just...don't want to think about killing, or death in general." Jonathan said, bowing his head slightly. The memory of Kevin filled their minds, making them all shudder. Carla sat up, long brown locks sticking to her chest as she leaned forward, a grin on her face.
"So...an Indian, a Frenchman and the Pope are all on a plane. The pilot says, are any of you not circumcised? So the Pope lifts up his robe and says, shut up stupid, you don't even speak English! The Israeli asks the Japanese guy to open his eyes, but the Japanese man says, I'm not squinting you crazy Jew, you're the one who sold me these cheap glasses!"
"Carla." Jon said, trying to get the girl to stop.
"What's the difference between a Belgian and a lump of dog shit? The Belgian drinks a lot, but the dog shit smells good."
"Okay, enough of that. That was not funny!" Veruca snapped angrily. Tsubaki snorted a bit, keeping her hand over her mouth as to prevent herself from bursting into laughter.
"You people don't have a funny bone." Carla cried, crossing her arms and looking away with a frown on her face.
"Hey Jon...you're a songwriter right? Do you ever write dirty songs?" Mei-Ling asked, causing the boy to stiffen.
"Uh...no I don't. I'm a very pure boy Mei-Ling, I don't write songs like that."
"My ass. The way your sitting right now tells me that you are trying to hide something. I'm sure your thoughts have been skewed in the past. Come on, one song wouldn't hurt." Tsubaki said, giving the boy a playful wink.
"I'm loathed to admit it, but I believe a laugh will help us forget the day we've had." Veruca said.
"Come on Jo-Jo! Sing a song for us, please?" Carla said, clasping her hands, giving the boy a puppy look. He practically melted, glancing away from them.
"Okay fine...one song. But keep this shit a secret okay? Fuck." he said, sighing audibly. He remained silent, thinking of a song.
"Um alright, I'm assuming you've all seen the movie Pocahontas...so I'll sing one of the songs from that movie. Hold your applause until the end." Jon said, clearing his throat, already playing the melody in his head.
"You think I'm an ignorant bitch
And you've fucked so many women
I guess it must be so
But still I cannot see
If the dumb ass bitch is me
How can there be so much
That you don't know
You don't knooow!
Mother fucker you ain't shit
Listen up and you might learn something
You think you own whatever bitch you cum on
Like a bitch is just a dead thing you can claim
But judging by the size of your penis
I'm quite surprised you got any pussy game
You think the only dudes who fuck real bitches
Are the asswipes who look and think like you!
But if you happen to come across a REAL bitch
I guarantee that she will tear your ass in two
Have you ever heard a bitch cry because you
fucked her good?
I bet she wishes she wasn't alive
Have you even mastered the art of
Clitoral Stimulation?
You couldn't even beat a pussy if you tried!
You couldn't even beat a pussy if you tried!
Come run the hidden pine tails of a real bitch
To really talk shit you gotta have some girth
If you wanna have bitches all around you
Stop thinking of pussy, you gotta value what their worth!
The pimps have more decency than you do
You gotta treat those hoes as if they were your friends!
And watch out for the ones with loose pussies
You'll stick your dick in a hole that never ends!
How high do these other dicks grow?!
Your dick is far too small, so you'll never know!
And because your dick is so small, you might as well be gay!
For your lacking the package to please her anyway
The fact that your so cocky is an utter disappointment
I'd choose my vibrator over your ass any day!
I'd be a fool to let you hit! Go back home and quit!
Until you accept the fact that you ain't shit!
Bitch you ain't shit, talking about your dick game on fleek,
You ain't got no damn dick game, fuck you!"
Jonathan was of course met with a chorus of laughter, though Veruca didn't seem too pleased. She was more disappointed in the lyrics he had written for this song, instead of anything else. Mei-Ling, while embarrassed, couldn't help but laugh. Carla was clearly riding her mirth, while Tsubaki and Kaikane held each other, laughing just as hard.
"That was awesome...ah, you should sing another one." Kaikane said.
"No...that was the only one...sorry." the boy said.
"Boo!" Carla cried, clearly wanting another song. Veruca stood up, clutching her towel tightly.
"It's getting late, I believe we should all head back to our dorms." she said firmly.
"Oh...yeah, she's right. We should all start getting ready to go." Mei-Ling said, taking notice of the time. Jonathan frowned, grabbing his own towel. Everyone started slowly filing out, leaving him alone. He frowned, walking over to one of the showers, deciding for a quick one.
"I must have annoyed her with that song...dammit. This always happens whenever I reveal one of my dirty songs. I vowed to stop writing those, so why the hell did I bother singing that?" he thought to himself. He quickly started lathering up, scrubbing his skin a bit hard. He could still feel Kevin's blood on him, though he had washed it all off. He shook his head, continuing his shower.
"Hmm...they did seem happy. Maybe I could sing a real song...yeah, I can do that! Raise Morale for the group! The outdoor stage would be perfect for that! I did finish Novocaine recently, I could definitely sing that. I doubt the guys would mind if I debuted a song early. I mean, I doubt anyone else will hear it but us. This will do just fine." he thought, a smile on his face.
xxx
Setsuko was typing feverishly on her laptop. She was currently in the Cafeteria's outdoor deck. Though the cafeteria would close soon, the outdoor deck was still usable. She had brought a portable burner with her from inside the kitchen, and plugged it into one of the available plugs. It was meant to keep her coffee nice and hot. She was currently typing away, deciding to keep a record of the day's events. She took a sip from her mug, glancing at the words she had written.
While normally she would be critiquing a piece of media, she didn't find anything at the moment. She had no access to her blog, so she had no means of speaking to her audience. She figured she would write an account of what was happening within Morning Hope Academy. The moment she could, she would post it to her blog. Perhaps her fans would see it, and call the authorities. However she had a thin window of time to act. She couldn't access the school network either, without the proper password, it would be impossible. But if she can get her hands on that phone, and use its mobile hotspot, she might be able to post something online. She frowned as she looked at her laptop, rubbing her eyes a bit.
"While I do need to get my hands on that phone...there's still the matter of the charger. I'm not willing to kill in order to get it. There's also the fact that I currently don't know where it is...what bother." she thought, once again taking a sip from her cup. It was piping hot, but after years of drinking the bitter liquid, she was used to the heat.
"Ah...Setsuko, here you are. Vhat are you doing out here so late?" the accented voice of the Ultimate General asked, causing her to look up.
"Hey Tori, I'm just finishing up a summary of the day. I figured I could post it online when I get the chance." she said, looking at the blonde. The young woman had taken off her uniform, having dressed in a silky white nightgown. She didn't think the General would be willing to sleep in something like that, she was half expecting her to still be wearing her uniform.
"Vhat about sleep? Aren't you tired?" the girl asked, concerned about her wellbeing. Setsuko shook her head, her eyes darting back to her laptop, keen on continuing where she had left off.
"I'm fine. I usually get to sleep around midnight, this is nothing."
"Hmm...are you lying to me?" Victoria asked, eyes narrowed as she placed a hand on her hip.
"What do I get for lying to you?"
"Hmm...vhatever, I cannot force you to sleep if that's not vhat you vant to do." she said, sitting across from the girl.
"What do you make of all this Tori?" Setsuko asked, pausing to lower her mug. Victoria glanced around the courtyard. It was far too quiet, no crickets were chirping, no frogs croaking, no birds singing...nothing. She had half expected a hooing owl but not even that. She sighed, resting her face in her hand.
"I am not comfortable here Setsuko. I have seen var...it changes people...to me, I've just been dropped in another battlefield."
"Oh...?"
"Apologies...I come from a long line of soldiers. I hate to admit it...by part of my family...did take part in the atrocities of Vorld Var II. Var never changes, you get dropped on the battlefield, and you just...kill." she said. Setsuko grabbed a hold of the coffee pot, pulling out an extra mug she had brought, handing it to the girl.
"Here, coffee usually calms me down."
"I can't...I von't be able to sleep." Victoria said, earning a smirk from the Media Critic.
"You aren't going to sleep anyway. I get that vibe from you, keep me a bit of company." she said. Victoria sighed, taking a sip of the bitter liquid. She shuddered a bit, causing Setsuko to push the sugar forward. She gave her a silent thanks, grabbing several sugar cubes. Both girls jumped when Gabriella stumbled out of the cafeteria, clutching an empty bottle of rum in her hand.
"Why is the rum gone?" she asked out loud. She pulled her arm back, throwing the bottle at the Weight Room door, causing it to shatter into a million pieces.
"Gabriella? Perhaps you shouldn't drink, it isn't healthy." Victoria said. The girl looked at her, a look of anger on her face.
"No vengas a decirme a mi lo que no puedo acer, hija de puta." (Oi, don't tell me what I can and can't do. Stupid bitch!) she slurred in Spanish, before stumbling her way down the stairs. Setsuko watched her go, gulping down some coffee.
"There's no shortage of entertainment here, it seems."
"Ja."
xxx
"A concert? Are you sure about that?" Alice asked curiously. She was currently sitting in the lobby, enjoying a bit of tea with Cara before Nighttime. Jonathan nodded, a smile on his face.
"Think about it, if I sing some songs, I might raise morale. Stop people from considering murder. You and I both know someone is already considering it. That phone call is too tempting." he said.
"I doubt anyone will actually commit murder sweetheart. None of us will let it happen." Cara said, setting down her tea cup.
"Not to sound mean or anything but...we're rather powerless without our Faculty ID's. Dan is trying to access the School Network in the A/V with some backdoor access codes, but he hasn't been successful. Whoever the mastermind is, they closed all avenues of escape. Can't say we can do anything, especially with those bombs in our necks." Alice said, frowning a bit.
"Hey, I know it seems bad but we can do this! Alice weren't you the one who wanted me to gather a crowd with my voice? I certainly didn't follow you just for the food. I was curious to see where you would take me. Hell I was prepared to go to Wonderland if necessary. Come on, you have to help me." he said. The woman frowned, quirking her brow a bit.
"When did I give you permission to call me Alice?"
"The day you pulled me out of Ridgemont High School by my ear. I know you don't know me, but my name is Alice Caroll, call me Alice if you'd like. So I'm gonna call you Alice."
"He's got a point there Ali, you are rather friendly with the new arrivals. Especially your Freshmen students." Cara said, a small smirk on her lips. Alice sighed, rolling her eyes.
"I suppose I can help you...what exactly do you want me to do?"
"Well I was thinking...early in the morning, we can start setting up for the concert. I feel it should be around noon or so. I got my laptop, and I have all of the tracks on it. All I need is someone to keep track of...well the tracks. Maybe convince Dan to do some backup dancing?" he asked, a hopeful look on his face.
"I'm sure Danny would love to dance back up for you. I'll speak to him, especially because he knows the ins and outs of the outdoor stage. He used to practice on that way back when. Did you know we were both in Class 14? He was in 14-A while I was in 14-B." Alice said, a cheerful look on her face.
"I didn't know what."
"Me either, are you skimping out on me Alice?" Cara asked, earning a giggle from the blonde woman.
"I gotta keep my secrets you know."
"CARA! WHERE'S MY SUPER SUIT?" Nick shouted from the top of the stairs. Cara sighed, her chair scraping loudly as she stood up.
"There's my cue to leave. I'll see you all in the morning, try to have a good night okay?" the Former-Ultimate Marine Biologist said, turning to her husband.
"And you...I told you not to fucking say that!"
"JUST TELL ME WHERE MY SUPERSUIT IS WOMAN!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Chris shouted loudly, as he brushed past the boy, stomping down the stairs as he walked.
"Chupa mi verga puto." (Suck my dick asshat!) Nick cried in Spanish, earning a growl from the boy.
"I swear to god, if I could get away with murder, I would fucking kill that bastard." he said, brushing past Kaede and Shuichi, who had walked into the building from the courtyard.
"Someone is cranky tonight." the blonde pianist said, watching him go.
"Kaede! Just the woman I wanted to see...think you could help me with something?" Jonathan asked. Her brows furrowed, and she grabbed her bag tightly, but gave him a nod nonetheless.
"Yeah...I'm hosting a bit of a concert tomorrow. I was hoping you'd help me finish the melody to a song I'm writing. I have most of it written down, but I usually get another musician to look at it." he said.
"Oh...sure no problem. It's been awhile since I've written anything, wish I had a piano, or at least a keyboard to work with."
"Why don't you take the one on the stage? We have an extra one in the Music Storage Room. Of course that's on the third floor, I doubt we would need to use it. And if we do you can always bring it back." Alice said.
"Really? Thank you so much Miss Caroll! Come on, let's go get it!" the blonde said excitedly.
"Um...I'm gonna head upstairs. It's been a long day." Shuichi said shyly. Kaede huffed, but gave him a nod.
"Alright, sleep well...I'll see you tomorrow." she said. The boy tipped his hat, heading toward the stairs. Jon and Kaede left the lodge, heading toward the stage.
"You know...I think hosting a concert is a good idea. Nothing sways the crowd like a good song. What are you planning to sing?" Kaede asked curiously.
"I'm working on a new album for one of my favorite bands. I wanna sing two songs from that album. I'm sure my friend already sent them the demo disc, so they won't mind me singing them. I was working on one when I was scouted."
"Oh...can I hear it?"
"Hehe...later, the melody needs to be finished. It's called Fourth of July, but I can sing you a bit of the previous one. It's called Novocaine." Jonathan said.
"Novocaine...that's a cool title. Would you mind if I do a piano version of it later?" Kaede asked.
"Sure, I wouldn't mind. Say, now that we're on topic, I heard you played for the King of Novoselic, is that true?" he asked. She gave him a nod, a look of embarrassment on her face.
"I did...it was one of the worst moments of my life. See, I had requested a Grand Piano to use, but it didn't arrive on time. So I had to go on stage with an electric keyboard. Not just that, the stand broke, so I had to play on my knees. The King loved the song regardless, but that just...wasn't fun for me." she said.
"Hey, as long as the King loved it, that's what matters right?"
"I guess. It wasn't the most embarrassing thing I've done...I mean, up until a few years ago, everyone called the "Crazy Piano Lady" because all I did was play the piano. No matter what store it was, if it had a piano, there I was. The kids at the local treatment centers loved my music though. Whenever they had trouble sleeping, I'd play Clair de Lune for them."
"Put them right to sleep right? Debussy has a lot of beautiful songs in his repertoire. Whenever I couldn't sleep, I'd play Clair de Lune. It's one of my favorites." Jon admitted, earning a smile from the blonde.
"Mine too...so, have you ever played the piano?"
"Mhmm...I had to learn. You see there was a period of time where all I did was write songs. I was a ghost writer of sorts, people would hire me, I'd write a song, sign it off and then I'd get paid. But after the explosion of Pop music that was 2010, I decided to focus on something else. I got tired of Katy Perry songs being played on the radio, same with Taylor Swift."
"I take it you wrote songs for them?"
"Not for Katy Perry, but I did for Taylor Swift. God, she is just awful...I wrote a song for her, and then I decided to post the lyrics on my Facebook page. This was after she released the album, mind you. She ended up threatening me for copyrights, when I wrote the fucking thing. I honestly hope she loses her voice, America's sweetheart my fucking ass." Jon snapped, balling his fists. Kaede chuckled dryly, rubbing her neck.
"I see...but you moved on right?"
"Yep...I started playing instruments after that. Picked up the guitar first, keen on learning as much as I could. I picked it up rather quickly. After that, I learned Bass, then moved on to Drums, by far the worst instrument to play. If you ain't got rhythm, you won't be good at them. I couldn't afford a Grand Piano, so I would go to the local music store to practice there. I got a bit popular there, especially because I managed to play U.N. Owen was her without any hand cramps." Jonathan said, causing the girl to gasp.
"You can play the Death Waltz?"
"Not accurately, but for the most part yeah...trust me, Bad Apple isn't easy to play either." he said. The two finally arrived at the stage, walking up the metal stairs. Jon walked down the middle of the stage, heading toward the back, where the instruments were. He felt the floor give way, causing him to fall to the ground.
"Ah...are you alright?" Kaede asked, a look of worry on her face. Jonathan nodded, standing up as he looked at the floorboard.
"Just a lose floorboard, nothing to worry about. I'll have to tell Dan about that tomorrow." he muttered.
"Yes...we wouldn't want anyone to get hurt would we?"
"No we would not. Here we are...this Keyboard should do, I'll grab the wall plug." Jonathan said, following the cable down to the buzz bar, pulling it from the plug. Kaede grabbed the instrument, folding the stand, which Jonathan took a hold of. They paused when a series of loud bells echoed through the courtyard.
Ding Dong Ding Dong
"Ahem...this is Dean Monokuma speaking. It is now 11:00PM Western Standard Time. Nighttime has officially started, there shall be no water until 6:00AM tomorrow morning. Sleep Tight, don't let the Despair Bugs Bite!"
"Ugh...I'm assuming that will wake us up tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to it." Kaede said.
"Maybe we could sound proof your room with some egg cartons or something. That way you don't have to hear his gritty voice." Jonathan said jokingly, earning a grin from the girl.
"Maybe...it'll take a lot of egg cartons though. Not like we can dive into a dumpster for them."
"True...come on, we should get going, lest we dance the hempen jig."
"Now Jon, I didn't know you were a pirate." the blonde pianist teased, causing the boy to crack a smile.
"I don't, I don't even know what the hempen jig is, sounds like fun though." he said.
"Yeah...I certainly doubt it."
xxx
"Are you sure we should keep this up? I mean...I think it's fun but...in our current situation it might be a little...you know?"
"I get what you mean...I wasn't expecting to be dropped into a killing game though. I don't want to kill anyone, we're supposed to adhere to those rules right?"
"Nee-hee-hee! Who said anything about killing anyone? Why not let someone else get their hands dirty? We can just enjoy the ride after all!"
"Tch...I didn't peg you to be one to enjoy this kind of shit. I wasn't aware that was the type of person you were when you approached me."
"What can I say my friend? I'm a pathological liar. You don't know the real me yet. Let's just say...I want to see where this little game goes...maybe I can rule the world too!"
"Oh Oh! Ruling the world sounds like fun!"
"Don't get carried away with what he's saying...he may be our leader, but I truly doubt he would rule the entire world...it's too big."
"Yes, but when I have peons like you, anything is possible. I just have to make sure everyone here sees things my way. Then the ideal world can be crafted, even if I have to tell a little white lie. Nee-hee-hee!"
xxx
"Come on...you and I both know you want something to happen. After all, you will get your sick kicks." Monokuma said, glancing at the figure hidden by shadow.
"Sure...I have my own issues, but I believe playing into your hand this early on will not be beneficial." the figure said, earning a chuckle from the bear.
"True...but I do have something for you...something to sweeten the deal. As I said before, the cellphone is part of our motive. But you clearly have no use for it. So since you are my favorite so far...I'll give you a special offer, first come first serve. It should belong to someone who loves seeing blood as much as I do."
"Oh? Something special for me?"
"Mhmm...call it the First Blood Perk. If you manage to split even a single bit of blood, that isn't yours, you get to skip the class trial...no trial means you get off scott free!"
"Hmm...will I get to leave this academy if I accept?"
"Sure, if that's what you want...but I know that isn't what you want...I know what you truly want. Even if you win this perk, you want to stay...you relish in all of the despair going around, don't you?" Monokuma said. The figure nodded, a small smile on their face. They held up a pair of scissors, a rather sharp pair, placing it against their cheek.
"I so do love blood...did you know I once met Genocide Jack? I narrowly escaped with my life. But this pair of scissors is my reminder...it was such a beautiful scene. I wonder what became of her?"
"If you wish to know, you'll have to make it to the end game buddy...so, do we have a deal?" Monokuma asked, holding out his paw. The figure nodded, grabbing a hold of it.
"We have an accord...but if you betray me...I will find you, and I will kill you...as slowly and as painfully as you can imagine."
xxx
Ding Dong Ding Dong
"Rise and Shine Students of Morning Hope Academy! It is now 7:00AM on this beautiful day. I would tell you the temperature, but hell who cares? I doubt you'll get to see the real sun any time soon. Ahahahahaha! It's gonna be a beautiful day! This bear can feel it in his bones!"
"Ugh...you're a pest." Mei-Ling muttered dryly, as she sat up in her bed, glaring at her television. As it turned out, all of the dorms came with their own televisions, plugged into the school's cable network. And Monokuma was currently using those to wake everyone up. The Ultimate Folklore Researcher got out of bed, stretching her arms above her head. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, cringing a bit when she saw her long brown locks covering her face.
"I need to take care of this bedhead...before someone sees it." she muttered to herself. She grabbed a change of clothes, ducking into the bathroom for her morning shower.
Once she was done, she started brushing her hair. Thankfully she had her blow drier with her, so it didn't take her long to style it. Despite not liking them, she styled her hair in her usual loops, gathering the rest in a small bun, held together by her chopsticks. It had become her usual style now, and she didn't really feel like changing it. She added a bit of makeup to her face, some slight blush around her cheeks, and her golden mascara. Once she was dressed, in a black tank top, a red skirt and her fated foe, her red stilettos, she grabbed her Student ID and headed out of her room.
"I wonder if Kirumi prepared some Oolong tea...I hate to be such a bother. I might help her out in the kitchen more...I am a decent enough cook." she murmured to herself.
The blistering head outside didn't make her feel any better. She wished the artificial sun would be dimmed a bit. But she knew that without it, none of the plants would get enough light. She found it odd how a light bulb could provide the same benefits to a plant as sunlight did. The world always seemed to amaze her.
"The sun is a deadly laser...not anymore there's a blanket...I miss that video."
"I miss that video too!"
"Gah! Jon don't sneak up on me!" Mei-Ling cried, clutching her heart. The Monochrome themed boy gave her a smile. Aside from his black shirt, which was now black and white, the boy's appearance hadn't changed much. Rather now he was wearing a wrist band on his left wrist, which had a checkerboard theme to it. He reached inside his backpack, pulling one out from within, holding it to the smaller girl.
"Here, Carla inspired me to give my closest friends something. She handed me this last night before going to sleep. She wanted me to give it to you." he said, handing her a similar wrist band, along with a red playing card. Mei-Ling flipped it over, surprised to see the Queen of Hearts printed on it.
"The Queen of Hearts?"
"She said something about you being regal. Like one of those old Chinese Empresses or something of the sort. She gave Veruca the Jack of Hearts too, saying she was like our own personal Knave. I dunno what the correlation is, to be honest with you. The wrist band though...I have hundreds of those. Monochrome is just one of the best combinations out there, so I always scoop up anything I can find." he said. Mei-Ling smiled, slipping the wrist band around her right wrist.
"Xiexhie, Jon...it makes me happy to have you as a friend." she said, earning a smile from the boy.
"You're welcome Mei."
"Ugh...when the hell is the cafeteria gonna open up? I'm fuckin starving!" Miu shouted angrily.
"Patience is virtue Miss Iruma. Worry not, when it is open I shall start making breakfast for everyone." Kirumi said firmly.
"Yeah, so cool your jets and start lining up so I can take orders. I'm not a waitress but I'm good with orders." Jill said, pulling out a notepad from her apron. Chris cut in front of everyone, a grin on his face.
"Morning Jules, I'll have a.."
"Get your ass to the back of the line, no cutting." the woman said firmly, her ponytail flicking about as she shook in anger. The boy just smirked, grabbing a hold of her notepad. He jotted something down on it, clicking his tongue as he walked away.
"Redrum." Nick whispered ominously, earning a jab to the ribs from his wife.
"What's going on here?" Jonathan asked, looking around in confusion.
"Morning Jo-Jo! We don't know...seems the caf is closed for some reason!"
"Carla get off that rail before your crack your head open!" Veruca cried out. The Ultimate Lucky Student grinned, doing a perfect backflip, landing on a single foot still on the railing. She just kept smiling, before doing a handstand.
"She certainly has hidden charms." Korekiyo said softly, his eyes tracing the girl's frame. Jonathan glowered a bit, looking a bit miffed.
"I've taken a look around, and a couple of us are missing. Perhaps we should search for them?" Calem said.
"Who's missing?" Mei-Ling asked curiously. The boy reached into his pocket, pulling out his Student ID.
"Currently, we are missing Kokichi, Kaede, Alice, Dan, Gonta, Setsuko, Victoria, Kaito, Maki and Anastasia."
"Ten of us then...probably still showering or sleeping." Jonathan said, placing a hand on his chin.
"Or killing, Nee-hee-hee!"
"Morning to you too Kokichi, did you see anyone else coming here?" Mei-Ling asked. The boy shook his head.
"No I haven't...but I am worried, so many missing people. I wouldn't want anyone to be hurt!" he said, feigning worry.
"No one will be hurt Kokichi! We just have to stay positive!" Tsumugi said, buying his lie. The boy let out a chuckle, his obvious glee written on his face.
"Excuse me, but if I have to wait any longer for my Huevos Rancheros, I am seriously going to murder someone!" Chloe snapped, angrily closing her mirror.
"Ay nena, yo te puedo dar todos los huevos que to quieras." (Hey girl, I can give you all the eggs you want.) Chris said, wiggling his brows a bit.
"Arrg, some cackle fruit would do me good. I spent most of me night in the head. Ya filthy scallywags, hurry and open this mess hall!" Gabriella cried, clutching her head in pain. It was clear she was suffering from a hangover.
"Huzzah! I am in need of fuel after last night's marathon of gaming!" Lucy added. Due to the lack of ramp, she couldn't actually get into the cafeteria, meaning she'd have to go around through the gym.
"You know...if I find some spare wood, I'm building you a ramp. You deserve to at least eat breakfast with all of us." Nick said, having walked down to the concrete ground.
"Oh, it's no issue Nick...I can walk with a bit of help. My legs are rather weak, but I can at least make use of the outdoor facilities!" Lucy said cheerfully. He smiled a bit, brushing it off.
"It's nothing, I actually built a lot of ramps for my Father-In-Law, so it's not a problem. Save for procuring that wood of course." he said.
"I got wood! Morning wood that is!" Carla said jokingly, having finally jumped down from the railing.
"This is odd...I know for a fact the doors were open earlier. I came to get Himiko a can of coffee. That was right at 7, I was up early warming up in the gym." Tenko said, testing the doors a bit. She grabbed a hold of one, pulling on it slightly.
"It's open...but it looks a bit stuck." Shuichi noted. He traced the side of the frame, trying to find what was stopping it.
"Nyeh...I wanna get out of this heat...allow me. I'll use a strength charm to open the door." Himiko said, causing Shuichi to walk out of the way. She grabbed a hold of the door handle, muttering some mantra. With a firm pull, the door came open. A clattering sound coming from within the cafeteria.
"Looks like whatever was stopping it came out. Nice work Himiko!" Shuichi said.
"Nyeh...it was no problem." she said. Shuichi grabbed a hold of the door, pulling it open and stepping inside. The young man however stood stock still, eyes widened in shock at what he was seeing.
What followed next were several screams of terror, as everyone looked at the scene before them. Strapped to one of the columns inside the cafeteria was none other than the Ultimate Entomologist, Gonta Gokuhara. His body was held up by black duck tape, head slumped over, suit soaked in blood, and on the floor lay a bloodied kitchen knife.
Ding Ding Ding
"AHAHAHAHA! I can't believe this! Day two and you already have a stiffy? This is rich...here I thought you were going to give me some, thou shalt not kill bullshit for a week. I didn't think a 5 minute phone call was that tempting. Well since you are all unfamiliar with how we do things at Morning Hope Academy, report to the Theater for an Assembly. Things are finally getting started here, and I'm beary happy to see what comes next! UPUPUPUPUPU!"
"No...Gonta!" Mei-Ling cried, falling to her knees as she looked up at the tall boy.
"Which one of you did this? Who would dare hurt one of our friends?" Jonathan shouted, anger flowing through his body.
"Pfft? Friend? Did you forget what I said yesterday? He was just a Gazelle dude...sadly he lost his life. We have to band together to find the Lion in Gazelle's clothing. I fear this may lead to a rather interesting set of events. Shame...I was looking forward to talking about Butterflies with him." Chris said, a frown on his face.
"Shut the fuck up, you goddamn narcissist! Learn to respect the dead!" Nick shouted, grabbing a hold of Chris's jacket. The Lepidopterologist smirked, wrapping his arms around the boy's throat.
"Let me go, unless you want me to choke you...I don't have to kill you...but I can at least make it so you can't speak anymore. Some goddamn peace and quiet would do us good!"
"ENOUGH!"
Everyone looked down, seeing the angry face of the Ultimate Folklore Researcher, her eyes soaked in tears. Trails of golden glitter fell down her cheeks, her eyes were filled with anger, shame and disappointment. She balled her tiny fists, shaking angrily.
"You two need to stop! Someone just died, act like you give a shit and respect him! I am disappointed at the both of you!"
"Tch...like I need your approval, Mushu. Shit happens, it's the expression of life. All I know is that one of you jabbed the bloody knife into his chest. For all I know, it could be you!"
"Gou zaizi! Baichi! I did not kill anyone!" (Son of a bitch, idiot!) she shouted back.
"Let's just convene in the Theater...whatever is happening, it will have to be put on the back burner. At least until we have an understanding on what may be happening next." Ryoma said, taking his leave. Everyone followed suit, trying not to disturb the crime scene.
"Come on Mei...I know it hurts, but we have to move on. We'll find the one responsible, and we'll bring him to justice." Jonathan said, earning a nod from the girl. He grabbed a hold of her face, wiping away her tears with a spare tissue. She flushed a bit, pursing her lips.
"Cao! I can do that myself!" she said, earning a chuckle from the boy.
"I know...I just wanted you to smile a bit." he said, giving her a wink. She sighed, sparing one final look at Gonta, before heading toward the theater.
"Gonta...I didn't know you...but I will make sure you are avenged. Your killer will not get out of here..." she thought, a firm look on her face.
Betting it all for a 5 Minute Call: (Deadly Life)
End of Chapter 1 Act 1
Surviving Students: 36
Surviving Faculty Members: 3
xxx(Cast)xxx
Class 24 of Morning Hope Academy + Faculty
Fa Mei-Ling
Jonathan Hyles
Anaji Hora
Lucy Cadwell
Setsuko Inoue
Victoria Louis
Tsubaki Aulani
Kaikane Aulani
Veruca LeGume
Nicholas Ladd Gardner
Cara Ladd Gardner
Anastasia Katrina Klevorick
Carla Williamson
Harrison Evans
Kamron Luca Di Carita
Alice Lois Caroll
Julianne Natalie Ray
Kevin Hicks (Deceased)
Gabriella Vertran
Dan Arche
Lee Harvey Emerson
Calem Kurogane
Christopher Patrick Bacon
Chloe Raincomprix
Class 79 of Hope's Peak Academy
Kirumi Tojo
Kaede Akamatsu
Shuichi Saihara
Kaito Momota
Miu Iruma
Rantaro Amami
Korekiyo Shinguji
Himiko Yumeno
Tenko Chabashira
Kokichi Ouma
Gonta Gokuhara (Deceased)
Kiibo
Maki Harukawa
Ryoma Hoshi
Tsumugi Shirogane
Angie Yonaga