DAY TWO ; 6:45 A.M.
Celestia Ludenberg collapsed just outside a grove of tangerine trees, breathing hard. Her hair extensions had been lost in her flight, her dress was torn and dirty and her arm was still bleeding. She couldn't even hold anything in it anymore.
She still had her gun. That was one thing.
One thing she had.
Togami, damn him, he'd taken her plan and torn it to shreds. She wouldn't have minded killing with him, and maybe even fucking a few more times. He was a decent lay. And she would have had more time to get pregnant, for her plans post-program.
She wondered if she was pregnant now. She smoothed a hand over her stomach and was absolutely disgusted at the thought of it ballooning up. There was a certain romantic element to being pregnant, but the cons heavily outweighed the pros most of the time. But she could deal with carrying around and eventually popping out a little brat if it was Togami's little brat. A little brat that could get her millions.
First things first. She needed to bandage herself up. She pushed her back against a tree and, with a wince, tore her sleeve away from the injury. She didn't know if pieces of the bullet were still in there, or something, or if it was going to get infected or whatever, but she tore off part of her petticoat for makeshift bandages. She tied it tight with her teeth and scowled. Fine mess she was.
Was that a banjo?
She pushed herself to her feet, suddenly wary. Someone playing a banjo in something like this either spoke of insanity or Ibuki Mioda – and Mioda was dead, she'd heard that last update. So it couldn't be her. It couldn't be her, so it had to be…
"Ce-les-ti-a."
Junko Enoshima.
She turned around. Junko strummed the banjo, and Celestia searched the shadows for Mukuro. There. Under the tree. "Jun-ko En-o-shi-ma," Celestia said. "It is a pleasure to see you."
Junko laughed, high and clear. "You're adorable," she said. She strummed a few more notes on the banjo. "As is this instrument. I've grown attached."
"Wonderful for you," Celestia said. She kept her eyes on Mukuro. She hadn't moved yet.
"I saw you rubbing your belly," Junko said. She tossed the banjo aside and it thumped harmlessly on the grass. "Are you preggers, Ludenberg? Did someone knock you up?"
"Perhaps," Celestia said. "A Program baby could make me a very rich woman, you know. Especially if that Program baby was Byakuya Togami's."
"Oh," Junko said, her mouth a wide 'o.' "You made love with a Togami. Without protection you naughty girl."
"Pregnancy was the point," Celestia said. Mukuro still hadn't moved. "Where are you two ladies headed this morning?"
"Oh, we're going to find some fun," Junko said. She crossed the distance between them and caressed Celestia's cheek with fake nails. Two of them had fallen off. She leaned in close to Celestia's ear, her breasts pushing up against Celestia. "Are you up for some fun, Ludenberg?"
"That depends on your definition," Celestia said. She stayed completely still, not even allowing the smallest of twitches to pass through any part of her. "Is it, perhaps, a sort of game? I could play a game with you, Enoshima-san."
"Hm," Enoshima said. She leaned back, then pressed her forehead against Celestia's so that they were face-to-face. "How about this – first one to make the other moan loses? And then the loser will have my lovely lovely sister shoot them in the head?"
"Could your sister shoot you?" Celestia said, and Enoshima's grin widened. "Loaded games are my favorite."
"Puns," Enoshima said, her face falling into despair. She kissed Celestia then, a wet, impatient one that made Celestia want to do nothing but kiss back. So she did, one hand crawling up Enoshima's leg, under the little bit of skirt she had. Enoshima smiled against her mouth and moved away, pressing kisses down Celestia's neck and to her chest. She ripped away Celestia's shirt with ease, and Celestia tugged down Enoshima's panties.
Celestia, standing with her shirt ripped up around her, in her bra and outer skirt, pressed her back against the tree and slid down. She teased Enoshima's skirt down her thighs, leaving her entire bottom have naked. She heard a gasp from Mukuro, but she ignored it. She was going to win this. She was going to eat out Junko Enoshima.
Junko's fingernails grabbed her arm and dug into the bullet wound, and Celestia let out a hiss of breath.
"No fair," she said. "I want to do that."
"First come, first serve," Celestia said, teeth gritted. Junko lowered herself down and burrowed herself into Celestia's skirts. Celestia bit down on her tongue, hard, and looked at the sky. She tried to ignore the fingers and the tongue exploring her, she tried to ignore it all but it proved impossible. "Oh-"
She cut herself off, but Enoshima heard. She had to have heard, because she sped it up and finished her off. Celestia, knowing that her chances of escaping this alive were already impossible, let herself moan.
Enoshima popped out from under Celestia's skirt and smiled widely. "That was an exciting turn of events," she said. She walked her fingers up Celestia's chest, stopping just under her chin. "That was a fun game. Mukuro-chan!"
Mukuro Ikusaba stepped out from the shadows and walked forward until she was close enough to press the gun to Celestia's head. Celestia stared up at her, eyes blank and flat.
And then Mukuro pulled the trigger.
11 STUDENTS REMAINING
So this just sort of happened. Also breather chapters are for losers. And I didn't have anything else planned for Celestia, so that's cool.
Now the only one without a plan is Asahina, so that'll be fun to see how it plays out…
Either way, two more chapters before I take a NaNo-break. Because next month is November, or National Novel Writing Month, but I'll be absolutely sure to get two more chapters up before then. Maybe breather. Maybe not. We'll see what happens.