Glass

Flip side

☆Ingame Kokichi POV☆

I fell through the glass and when I landed everything was white. "The hell?" I spoke.

There was nothing, just white walls extending to who knows how far. I didn't see anyone or anything.

That is until I did see someone.

"Hello!" It was a cheery voice one that I recognized but just couldn't figure out where I recognized it from.

The owner of the voice seemed to hang upside down from the ceiling when in reality they were standing on the it.

"Huh?" I made a noise in, somewhat, reply. Gravity seemed to have no affect on the boy as his hair or clothes did not seem to hang towards the floor at all.

The boy had a dark blue suit with a black under shirt and a grey and blue striped tie. He had a thin black Mardi gras mask adorned with Bittersweets, and a small black top hat. He had navy blue hair and with an aura of confidence that lingered the longer it was noticed.

"Welcome to the flip side!" He spoke once again in quite the cheery voice. I stood there just kind of bewildered.

"How are you upside-down?" I asked slowly getting my grip on this weird situation.

"Well actually I'm not the one upside down, you are." He pointed out. As soon as he said that gravity began to change and I fell from what was once the floor onto the ceiling.

Am I in somekind of weird dream or something? This cannot be real.

"Come you need to join us with the other guests." He said as he pointed behind me. I turn around and there was a door.

A regular sized wooden door. It was round at the top and had flowers and vines growing in the cracks. There was no door know just a metal ring to pull and open the door.

"What are you waiting for? The party cannot continue without the host so please step inside and join us or stay out here and not waste my time." The navy haired male spoke rather irritated.

"Geez impatient much?" I muttered as I opened the door. I don't think I like this guy.

Despite not having anything on the otherside of the door, on the inside it lead to a beautiful garden with many different types of flowers.

There was a table and at it there were 6 seats. 4 of which were already taken. The people who were seated looked familiar, but as I tried to remember where I've seen them my mind would just draw blanks.

"Here put this on." He spoke as he handed me a mask similar to his but white and instead of bittersweets it was adorned with dragonsnaps.

"Why should I?" I asked as he slapped the mask on my face and it just stuck. "Huh!?" I said while trying to take it off.

What the fuck? "Follow me" he said as he pulled out a chair, the people seated not even realizing that we showed up. They were in a conversation and didn't notice us so I took this time to examine them.

The one to my left was blonde and wore a dull pink ballgown with a matching dull pink mask with purple hyacinths sewn on.

The one next to her was a guy with green hair who wore a pale green suit with weird circular patterns on it. He wore a matching pale green mask along with a fancy pirate hat filled with sweet peas.

The person across from him was a lady with a darker blonde hair and a black and white layered dress. She wore a grey mask and gloves. Embroidered on the back of the gloves was a bluebell, matching the bluebells used in her hair.

The last was a short male who wore a beanie with a white lily tucked in the fold. Along with the hat he wore a charcoal colored suit with a dark blue mask which matched pants.

Compared to them I felt very underdressed.

The dark haired male clapped his hands, gathering their attention. "We have another guest." He spoke turning towards me.

I waved with a bored expression on my face. They all seemed to be shocked. "This seems like a pretty boring party to me." I stated.

The guy with green hair stood up as he slightly slammed his hands on the white clothed table. "Kokichi!?" He questioned as his mask fell off and my memory finally pinpointed where I'd seen him.

"Huh!? Rantaro?" I asked a bit stirred.

Okay, this has got to be some kind of weird dream. Maybe that's what the glass does. What's the point in the different reflections though?

"Ouma? What are you doing here?" Kirumi said concerned as her mask fell off. Wait, Kirumi?

The other lady gasped as she whispered. "It continued." Rantaro put his hand on her head in reassurance.

"Host. What is Kokichi doing here?" Rantaro spoke looking at the man in blue. "I have no idea." The host said taking a sip of tea.

"I am just here to entertain the dead, this me does not know the details of the script." He said putting his white and gold tea cup down.

"A script?" The small male questioned. What script? "What happened to Shuichi, Ouma?" The blonde with her mask still on asked. "Why do you wanna know?" I asked in response.

"He looked so sad when I was executed." She said and her mask fell off. Oh, its Kaedead but, y'know. Clearly not dead.

"Well he's doing fiiiiine, finally took off that emo hat too." I told her.

She gasped again. What does she care about him that much? Well to bad you went and got yourself killed, he's mine now.

"Hes not dead yet!" Rantaro shouted happily. Huh? Who is?

I look down at my hands because they felt funny but didn't expect them to be fucking translucent! What the hell!?

Then my vision faded to white.

When I woke up I was on the floor, the other side of the glass to be specific. And next to me was a passed out Shuichi.

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A/N haha rip update schedule lol. Sorry this is late I had a bunch of school work to do. D: