Crazy Murder House Party
Chapter Two: Shocking Revelations
Sunday, 5:30p.m.
After several failed attempts by Midori, the ditzy maid was finally able to juggle all the dishes and distribute them among the rivals. During that brief timeframe of smashing glass and other shenanigans, the dark atmosphere between the girls drastically shifted once Kizana pointed out the little dolls resting at the center of the table. Some of the girls stared at them with mixed feelings while the others dove into the pile for theirs and admired the small yet intricate details carefully applied to each plush.
Ayano glared down at her miniature self with a deadpan expression and almost felt haunted by its stitched on grin. If Senpai was a fan of sewing, then why did he give her little one a tiny fabric knife? No one should know her secret intentions, and most certainly not her Senpai!
"Don't tell me the great Ayano is afraid of dolls?" Osana snickered from across the table and glanced down at the mini Yandere plush. Ayano's grip tightened around the plush as she began to squeeze at its head.
"Although I don't think they're ugly, they are rather strange." Megami picked up the silver haired doll and allowed it to dangle from her fingertips as if it were a piece of trash. "And creepy. Why would Taro have these made for us?"
"Maybe as a welcome gift!" The nurse laughed and began to repeatedly poke at the small fabric syringe sewn in her mini's hand. Everyone stared in horror at her behavior and then switched their gaze to the teacher who was poking something else on her doll. When she noticed all eyes were planted on her, she looked up from her doll and shrugged.
"What's the problem? He gave my doll a nice rack. Very accurate if you ask me." She held it out to everyone and began to shake it so it would jiggle.
Everyone mentally gagged at the lewd teacher and started to blurt out comments meant to irritate her. Soon the insults evolved into a full blown battle at each other and the words were getting deadlier as the time stretched on. Only one girl decided to remain quiet and stealthily cradle her doll in her arms. She admired the stitch work and the accuracy of her doll and felt butterflies flutter in her stomach, if the doll was indeed from her Senpai. Ayano noticed the girl's odd behavior from the corner of her eye and stared at her with her eyelids twitching.
Osoro shot her head up from the doll and felt sweat gather on her forehead. "W-What are you looking at?" She spat back at the spy and immediately dropped the doll from her hands.
"Aww someone does have a soft spot, huh?" Osana teased only to aggravate Osoro even more. The tough girl reached for the platter and lifted the tiny pigtailed doll from its place.
"Well at least mine doesn't look like this!" She flung the doll at Osana's face and chuckled once it smacked her right between the eyes.
"Ack! What's your problem?! Jealous of my doll?" Osana shouted at the blonde and lifted the doll in the air so everyone could get a good look at it. "I bet mine outshines all of yours."
Though the mini Osana was complete with adorable polka dot leggings and ribbons, the princess herself failed to see what exactly Osoro was talking about. Ayano scanned over the doll's face and the big gaping hole meant to illustrate the pigtailed girl's annoying mouth. The Yandere couldn't hold back her laughter and was soon joined by everyone else in the room. Osana's face twitched from their irritating response and spun the doll around to figure out why they were laughing.
"What the hell?! What's this supposed to mean?" She cried and ran her figure over the stitched mouth.
"Well, it means 'you always keep me waiting!'" Ayano mocked in a whiney voice almost identical to the tsundere's.
"Oh, that's it!" Osana was about to fling her spoon across the table when Midori finally scurried out of the kitchen with stacked plates of food. "You got lucky…for now." Osana grumbled.
"Orderrrrrrrr uppppppp!" Midori cheered and set the steaming plates in front of each girl. After all her patrons were served, the perky maid dashed around the table and gracefully opened the lid over all the platters, revealing the savory delicacies underneath. To their surprise, each lid was labeled with their name highlighted in their respective hair color. "Tonight, Senpai wishes to kick off the summer with a meaty celebration!" Midori laughed and shuffled her way to the front of the room with her hands waving in the air.
"Oh it looks perfect!" Amai swooned over the meal resting before her while everyone else leaned over theirs with drooling mouths.
"Before each of you is a tender cut of filet mignon cooked to perfection with fluffy mashed potatoes and a steamy vegetable medley! Mm mmm mmmmm!" The maid giggled and rubbed at her belly.
Ayano was already sharpening her steak knife and glaring down at the dish like a predator. "I'm gonna murder this meat." She muttered and began to hack chunks off its edges. Osoro and Asu joined Ayano and sliced at their meat like maniacs while the others ate slow and with etiquette manners.
"Please enjoy!" Midori bowed and maneuvered around the table with a water pitcher in hand. Now that the girls had a new topic to agree upon, they cheerfully commented on their meals and beamed about how thoughtful Senpai was when planning this banquet. While the maid was pouring more water for Megami, the president looked at her with a question in mind.
"Tell me Midori, who prepared this meal?"
"Um well, I honestly don't know."
The silver haired girl choked a little on her water and gently put her glass aside. "You mean to tell me that you have no idea who cooked this?"
"Uh, yes?" Midori nodded and puffed out her cheeks with narrowed brows. "I found them in the back with a letter attached to them."
"May I see the letter?"
"Sure thing!" Midori reached for the tiny pocket in her apron and pulled out a crumbled ball of paper that she placed in Megami's palm. The girl opened the letter and scanned over the elegant handwriting that matched the script found on the invitations.
"It sure looks like his writing," Megami whispered and read over the text once more.
Midori,
Please distribute these meals to their designated guests when I give the okay. Their names will be written across the lids.
Thank you,
Taro
"So what 'okay' did Taro give you," Megami looked up at the maid who held out her phone.
"YandereDev told me to…" She muttered with sheepish eyes.
"Of course he did." The president pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a sigh. Clearly Midori was sucked into this charade through simple means of convincement. Everyone at school knew the green haired chatterbox was a little off the wall and the fact that she continuously talked to some strange guy didn't help. Neither did his 'username.' But how did Taro, if he did set up this arrangement, get the YandereDev guy to join in? Who else could convince Midori to wear a maid outfit and act this way if it wasn't for YandereDev, as creepy as the thought was…
"I seriously question your friendships, Midori," Megami directly stated to the maid. Midori giggled thinking it was a joke and moved on to pouring water in Kokona's glass.
"Thank you," The social butterfly nodded at the maid and reached for her full cup of water.
"You've been silent the whole meal Kokona," Ayano leaned over to her, causing the girl to jump in her seat. "Something on your mind?"
Kokona set her cup aside and twirled her finger along the ends of her curls. "Well, other than this weird gathering and the problems at home…"
"Something happening at home?" Megami turned to her with concerned eyes. Now she felt trapped between the two gazes.
"N-Nothing you need to worry about!" Kokona muttered and began to tap her fingers against her glass. She then took a deep breath. "There is something else though…it's those dolls…"
"Ugly? I know. Who in their right mind would find those little creepers adorable?" Ayano scowled at the one in her palm and started to flick at its head. Maybe she would have found it more appealing if it wasn't for the tiny knife. Who would have known that?!
Megami for once agreed with her statement but Kokona still seemed nervous. When the two girls realized there was something else bothering her, they opened their ears to whatever else she had to say.
"That's not it?" Megami tilted her head.
Kokona shifted in her seat and tapped her pointer fingers together. "W-Well, after you all grabbed your little dolls, I realized I didn't have one."
"Huh?!" The girls exclaimed in unison and glanced over at the empty platter and the other girls holding their dolls. With nothing left on the table, they realized she was telling the truth.
"How could that be? You got an invite right?"
Kokona nodded and pulled out a folded envelope from her pocket. The letter inside was the same as the others except addressed to Kokona.
"Maybe we should ask Midori."
"What the hell would she know?! She's the one who slipped in a maid outfit for no damn reason!"
"I know, but I'm sure we can get something out of her."
"Believe me, there's nothing in that head of hers but hot air and YandereDev."
"And that's worse than the things you think about?" Megami had opened a door that wasn't meant to be opened and Ayano froze in her seat. She knew the president was smarter than she looked (mostly because Ayano couldn't stand the pointed shape of her bangs). The girl somehow suspected Ayano's obsessive crush and labeled her as a threat.
"You think you know me Miss Prez, but you clearly don't." Ayano squinted her eyes and slowly wrapped her fingers around the steak knife handle.
"Well in terms of Midori, we don't have any other option, do we? She's the only one here playing along with this little game! Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if you were the one throwing this party together!"
"Um, guys?"
Megami and Ayano looked up from their bickering and planted their fierce gazes onto poor Kokona. The girl widened her eyes. "I don't really feel—ahh!"
"Kokona!" Megami reached her arms out by reflex but the purple haired girl gently motioned her hands away.
Clutching her stomach, she stood up from the table. "I'm fine…just a little stomach ache. I think I'm gonna go find the restroom."
"Of course, need someone to come with you?"
"N-No thanks, I would be embarrassed if you, um, heard me…" She averted her eyes from Megami and felt her cheeks redden. No one wants to hear someone vomit…
"Alright." Megami nodded and watched Kokona approach Midori for directions. The perky maid was about to direct her to the bathroom but instead jumped up on her feet.
"Oh! That's right!" Midori turned to the table. "Hey everyone! Senpai will be here any minute, so why don't you get acquainted with your rooms and the rest of the house!"
"Where are our rooms?" Asu stood up from her seat and raised her arms in the air for a stretch.
"Where's the bathroom…?" Kokona muttered from behind but was interrupted by Midori instantly whipping out a set of keys and swinging them around her finger.
"Good question! Since there are only four bedrooms in the house, we're gonna have to stuff three of you in each room!"
"Oh how fun." Osana mumbled and jumped in her skin once Midori appeared behind her.
"That's right, Osana! You get to room in Hanako-chan's bedroom with Kizana and Rana-sensei!"
"Ah! Why those two?" Kizana scowled.
"Hey hey, I'm just reading what was assigned! Don't shoot the messenger."
"You two could use a good teacher, you might actually learn something." The teacher chuckled and dragged her luggage down towards her new room.
"Uck, like I need to be taught by her. No one can resist me to begin with." Kizana glared at the teacher as she followed her down the hall.
"Alright! So in Senpai's spare room, it'll be Oka, Asu and Amai. Ha-ha, the big club buffs. In his parent's bedroom, nurse Kina, Kokona and me! Cute and social butterflies!"
The girls nodded at each other and began to disperse down the halls and towards their new rooms with suitcases in hand. Luckily for them, no one seemed bothered by the arrangement other than the drama queens who left a little earlier.
Ayano's heart was about to explode within her realizing that she was actually going to be staying…
"In Senpai's room, it's gonna be Ayano, Megami and Osoro! The school's bad asses, ahh yeah!"
"No way." Megami blinked and looked over at her new roommates.
Ayano would've thrown in another insulting comment but had other things on her mind. She, Ayano Aishi, was going to be sleeping, SLEEPING, in her beloved Senpai's bedroom. Sure it was only his vacation room but nevertheless his room. His sheets probably smelled incredible and Ayano couldn't wait to cozy up under his blanket. It wouldn't be long before he'd join her under there, after all.
"Wait, where will Senpai sleep?" Osoro was the only one making any sense and Midori was about to say something when the lights flickered above them. The remaining girls froze in place and watched the bulbs flash and sparkle until the room went completely black.
"Uh oh…" Midori muttered and fiddled in her pocket for her cell phone. The other girls reached for theirs and flipped open their screens for some light and made sure they were away from any hazards. As they stared at each other's glowing faces, the mood instantly went haywire once they heard an ear piercing scream echo from down the hall. Midori practically tossed her phone in the air while the others glanced around the room with horror written across their faces.
"Come on!" Megami shouted and flashed her screen down the hall and where the sound originated from.
Sunday, 6:47p.m.
At the end of the hallway, Megami and the girls could see a faint mist of smoke excrete from the doorway on the right. Midori immediately recognized the room and paused in her tracks with eyes full of fear.
"The bathroom…" She whispered and clutched her phone to her chest while trailing behind the others.
Megami sped to the door and whipped it open causing more smoke to tumble out of the room. Holding her breath, she waved her hands in the air and tried to push away at the streaks blinding her vision. The rest of the girls coughed from the smoke and joined Megami with airing the place out.
"Eh! Smells like overcooked chicken," Osoro coughed while pushing past the smoke.
Ayano sniffed the air and smelled something far different than chicken. It smelled like fried human flesh.
Before they could get a good glimpse inside the room, the lights suddenly flickered back on startling the girls even more. Megami rubbed at her eyes and peeked inside the room as the smoke dispersed.
"K-Kokona?" She stuttered and took a step inside. Once she walked in the room, her foot accidentally rammed against an empty bucket and the noise made Midori leap five feet in the air. Megami knelt down and picked up the empty bucket immediately noticing the large puddle of water spilled out all over the floor. Ayano stepped a little past the president and peered around the bend over towards the sink and toilet.
"Well that's shocking." She spoke with a deadpan expression at the sight before her. Megami jumped back on her feet and rushed to take a look and quickly gasped in horror.
"What'd you guys find?" Midori stated and appeared behind the frozen girls. Once the maid spotted the lifeless corpse, she nodded at the scene, turned to the other girls with widened eyes and passed out in Osoro's arms.
"Midori!" Osoro exclaimed as she caught the green haired girl just in time.
Megami dashed over to the body of Kokona and noticed that her twin drill hairstyle was instead sticking out in multiple directions. Her body was resting right under the light switch which had faint traces of smoke seeping through its slots. "She's been electrocuted!" Megami deduced and gently cradled the stiff body in her arms.
Instead of freaking out or rushing to her aid, Ayano was inspecting the area where the bucket was spilled and admired the handiwork of the trap. It reminded her of the good ole days in the girl's restroom at school. How did somehow else pull it off as good as she did?
"Ayano! What the hell are you doing?!" Megami snapped the girl out of her inspection and motioned her over. The Yandere sighed and approached the president with the same blank expression as usual.
"I was just inspecting the crime scene for clues," She lied and received another scowl from the president.
"Well quit wasting time and call the damn police!"
"Why me?"
Megami wanted to smack her across the face but instead kept her cool. "Do you not see Osoro and I holding bodies?"
Ayano sighed and flipped out her phone. It pained her to phone her enemies but for the sake of making Megami shut up…
"What happened?" Other voices echoed from outside the hall as more girls began to pile in the bathroom and catch a glimpse of the horror before them.
"Kokona!" Amai shrieked and furiously wiped at the tears dripping from her eyes.
"Ayano, the police?" Megami hollered through the ruckus.
"Nothing! My phone isn't picking up any signal dammit!"
"What?!" Megami shook her head and turned towards the others. "Hurry, someone else call the police!"
One by one the girls tried calling for the authorities but couldn't get their messages out. Some even attempted to phone their friends and families but nothing would send. The beach house which was once buzzing with life no longer allowed the girls to use their phones.
"Dammit!" Megami cursed and glanced down at Kokona's pale face. The nurse approached the president and gently took Kokona into her arms in order to further examine the injuries.
"Shit! Who could have done this?" Asu panicked and nervously ran her fingers through her hair. No one expected their little get together to end in a death.
"G-Guys, what's that?" A quiet voice tried to break through the panic. Everyone paused in their tracks and focused their eyes on the master cook. Amai pointed her finger over to the sink and the objects left sitting in the open.
Against the mirror sat a chibi doll of Kokona and a note wrapped around its waist. When Megami approached the small doll, she winced at the markings added to its cloth. The doll was singed as if it were electrocuted.
"Oh my god," Megami stuttered and carefully lifted the doll up.
"A disk," Ayano appeared behind her and reached for the disk that was propped under the doll. The dark haired girl lifted the CD to her face and read over the writing scribbled on the top. "It says 'watch me.'"
"Doesn't that also look like Senpai's handwriting?" Megami feared if it were the truth. Ayano brushed the topic aside and pulled the note away from Kokona's plush.
"What's this?" She muttered under her breath and rolled the paper open.
"Well?" Everyone looked at her with anxious eyes. Ayano shrugged her shoulders.
"It looks like a line in some stupid poem."
"Give me that!" Megami's hands snatched the slip from Ayano's grasp and held it up to her eyes.
"You were always just a dummy, the first to lose their life."
Thanks for reading guys! The chapter was wayyy longer then expected but still fun to write! Well ladies and gentlemen, the real show is about to begin :)