AN: Aaaand here we go. Are we good? Yes? Perfect. Hey everyone, it's CaptainPancakes! I haven't written anything in like...two months? And while I may have said I was writing more I maaaay have not gotten to it until today...heh heh...
Anyways, it's been a while, so I'm not sure how much people are still following this, but I promised that I'd finish the story so I'm going to. Hope you enjoy this chapter after a very long hiatus.
Soundtrack: Re Mr. Monokuma's Tutoring
"Hello, everyone! It's me! Your favorite mascot! Your favorite bear! I know it's been a while since you've last seen me. Everyone thinks that the ugly catdog went and screwed me over. Fortunately, my stuffing and I have successfully risen from the dead! Or were we even dead before? Well, not that it matters much.
I think the saddest part about my absence is the lack of knowledge I have about everything around me. I mean, what the hell?! I'm the ringleader here! I am the God! I am Monokuma! Shouldn't I know what's going on?!
Well, of course, that stupid catdog will be here to assist me. Speaking of which, what is Meowykins? Is he a cat? Or is he a dog? Is it even a 'he?' Maybe it's a very masculine 'she.' I want to know what's up with that stupid dog!
...Well, of course I have an idea. I always have an idea. I wonder what Meowykins is here? I wonder species Meowykins even is. Cat? Dog? Stupid plush toy? Unlike sexy me, Catdog isn't exactly eyecandy. I wonder why the kids are here? Why is it necessary to hold another session of school killings? Upupupu, you want to know, don't you?
Well, life is not always fair. I once talked to a farmer down in the southern parts of the goold ol' U.S.A. He yanked on the roots of a turnip, lifted it high above his head, and flew it across the fields! Woo! I clapped, as it was a pretty good throw. And then, it hit me...Life is not fair. Why can't I throw turnips like that? I want to be able to throw turnips, just like that redneck farmer! So I asked the farmer, 'hey, Mr. Farmer! Mind if I throw one of those turnips?' The friendly farmer smiled back and said, 'sure thing, handsome boy.' So I took a turnip, and threw it as hard as I could! But damn it all, it didn't go nearly as far as the farmer's turnip.
So until I'm able to throw turnips to my satisfaction, I have nothing to say to you. This time...surely this time the plan will be complete!
Upupupu! It's already started!"
Music Halts
...Where am I?
This isn't where we're holding the battle royale...this is the ballroom, isn't it? Yeah...it is
I looked to my left. No one. To my right, Noah, Shougo, and Unmei. They were all soaking wet, like I was. To the back of me...
Soundtrack: Re Desire for Execution
...Mirai's corpse lay there, bare, fresh. It was soaking wet too. His body wasn't really covered in blood, which was a good thing. I hope he didn't have a particularly painful death.
His eyes were closed, yet I could tell. His body was strained, and he died unhappy. Naturally, I suppose having a classmate kill you would make you unhappy. But I never really wanted to see him like this. Dead, sad, and one of us did it.
The kids...there are only four of us here. One of us killed Mirai? One of us made him feel pain? I crawled over to Mirai's body, weak and limp. I was coughing, and tired, but I wanted to see him again...See his body once more, before the inevitable happens.
"Mirai, you're really dead, aren't you?" I said to the corpse. The corpse didn't respond – of course it wouldn't. Life doesn't work how you want it to. In the end, at least here, no one gets to say goodbye. But I might as well try.
"One of us killed you," I sighed. I ran my hand across his face, as if he could feel it. As if I were comforting him – running my hand across his dead body, expecting a reaction, expecting him to open his eyes and take my hand. He'll say something stupid, or maybe even something romantic. Romantic like, 'don't cry, Master.'
He stayed dead though. I could feel my eyes welling up. How much emotions am I feeling right now? I'm sad that my best friend is dead. I'm mad that one of us killed him. I'm confused as to why this had to happen to us...all of us.
"K-Keiko, what happened?" muttered Unmei, from behind me. I turned around slowly – her face was planted on the ground. She seemed to be in pain – she was coughing a bit. She lifted her head, and looked at Mirai's dead body. And then she realized what I was doing.
"Keiko, I...I don't know what to say," she said, shocked.
"Nothing," I sighed. "Just don't say anything for now."
There was a strange peace that had enveloped the room. It was a sad, lonely peace. But it was solitude. It was quiet. I wish I could just end it at this point, keep myself away from what was coming next. But here, peace doesn't last that long. It doesn't last long enough at all.
Soundtrack: Re Mr Monokuma's Lesson
"Hello, everyone!" yelled a terrible, awful, familiar voice from behind us.
I took a glance behind me. A black and white bear was standing there, his arms locked together.
"It's been a while!" said Monokuma. "Hey, where is my favorite catdog?"
It took a moment, but a hideous, scared stuffed toy walked into the room.
"M-Mr. Monokuma," Meowykins stuttered. "Um, it's so good to see you again!"
"Oh? Why are you so tense?"
"M-me? Am I tense? Y'all, I could sure use..."
"You could use a massage?" Monokuma asked. "Would you like a massage?"
"A massage..?"
"I give a mean massage."
"Oh, sure...I guess I could use one."
Monokuma nodded, and he instructed Meowykins to lie down on his belly on one of the ballroom tables. He climbed on top, fumbled over to Meowykins, and took a deep breath...
Soundtrack: Re Mr. Monokuma's Tutoring
"You fucking piece of shit."
Monokuma took a hammer from his back pocket, and slammed it into Meowykins' head. I know it was just a plush doll, but I couldn't help but cringe. Meowykins felt so...human there. The cries of pain, the noise from the table, and the pleas for mercy. It all felt so real. At this point, I shouldn't be surprised, but I was.
"M-Monokuma!" Meowykins yelled in pain. "W-wait, I thought this was..?"
"This is a very healthy massage," Monokuma said, his voice stained with evil. "It will get you on your feet right away, provided I do it right."
"D-do it right?"
"You see, if I hit the right parts of the body with this sledgehammer, you may feel some broken bones, but as you recover, you should be ever so stronger than before! But if I happen to hit the wrong parts of the body...like your tailbone..."
"I'm a plush!" Meowykins said.
"H-he finally said it," Unmei remarked.
"You can't hurt me with a hammer!"
"Hm, you're right," Monokuma sighed. "Then how about acupuncture?"
Monokuma took a steak knife that was prepared on the table, and began sawing into Meowykins' foot. Meowykins was screaming, begging for mercy, but Monokuma continued. He didn't stop. It took a while, but the knife finally cut through Meowykins' leg. Monokuma ripped it apart, and tossed it aside. Some stuffing fell from his leg, and Meowykins was silent.
"I-I killed you," Meowykins said. "I was so close to killing all these students."
"You came in here, thinking that one time will be enough?" Monokuma asked. "Upupupu! That's so stupid, even I find it to be completely unfunny. You almost messed up the entire thing, you know."
What are they talking about..?
"I'm sorry! Forgive me..!" Meowykins cried.
"Forgive? You are my enemy!" Monokuma laughed. "And I like to kill all my enemies! Of course I know why you're here. Give me a break, you think I'm dumb? I'm a very intelligent bear! I know why you're here, and I know why the students are here!"
I stayed close next to Mirai's body. I've felt intimidated before, but...not to this level. Monokuma felt like pure terror right now. Monokuma took the steak knife, and began working on Meowykins' other leg. And his right arm. Then his left arm.
"T-this isn't the end," Meowykins said. "We will find a way to kill these students...I swear to God we will kill each and every one of them!"
"You know that most of the kids died, right?" Monokuma chuckled. "Or is that not what you mean..?"
"I'll kill every last one of them!" Meowykins cried. He was a stuffed toy, yet his voice was...hysterical. It was a psychotic, unpleasant voice. "I'll kill each and every one! I'll kill! I'll do it! Don't underestimate m-"
"That's enough out of you."
Monokuma took the final cut. The steak knife ripped through Meowykins' neck, and a lifeless toy lay there on the table.
"Whew!" Monokuma sighed. "Sorry about that, kids! I had to take care of a very bad animal. Just call me pest control Monokuma!"
I looked at Monokuma in shock.
"Oh? Keiko? Is that a dead body you're holding?"
I tightened my grip around Mirai's body. I rested his head in my lap – whatever Monokuma was going to do with his dead body...I wouldn't let him do it. I couldn't.
But I knew it was pointless.
"I do believe we should start our little tradition here? I have a feeling...I have a good feeling this may be your last class trial!"
"W-what do you mean?" I asked. "You mean...you think we won't kill each other?! Clearly that's a lie! Mirai is dead!"
"Well, you'll see in due time," Monokuma replied. "As for Mirai..."
*Ding, dong! Ding dong!*
"Attention! A dead body has been found! We'll be holding a class trial real soon, so please investigate to the best of your abilities!"
AN: I hope this will suffice for a two month absence. Though it probably won't :v
I won't promise anything about the release of the next chapter. If you are still interested though, look out for it