"Urgh... I told you that it was Yellow and Pink!!!!" I exclaim in frustration to no one in particular as the game ends, with Yellow and Pink having won the game by sabotaging the reactor with 3 Crewmates left. I watch the replay that is playing in the transport ship and see that the surviving Crewmates didn't even freaking try to fix the reactor but instead spent the remainder of their limited time running in circles and screaming like a horde of prisoners set free.
Bruh... why don't the Crewmates whom I play with in the public lobbies get it??? Like in all of my previous games, I see people faking the card swipe right in front of my eyes so obviously and I always rat them out during an emergency meeting that I call, but of course, NO ONE listens and they all skip. Then, I immediately get killed by those fakers and I still lose!!! How unfair is that??
Facepalming at the Crewmates' obvious 'intelligence', I sigh as I close my eyes and lean against the chair that I am sitting on. I feel my artificial heart, which is pumping with a ferocity which is as strong as my anger towards the remaining Crewmates' obvious failure to vote Yellow and Pink out... I really need to find a smarter lobby to play in...
"Bruh... he's such a know-it-all... always thinking that he knows who the Impostors are..." I hear someone's voice in the darkness.
OMG... that is the last straw.
In a heartbeat, I am on my feet and am stomping over to the person who uttered that sentence.
"How dare you!!" I yell at a shocked Orange and Green. "I was RIGHT, wasn't I? I said that it was Yellow and Pink and all of you didn't vote them out!! Like why?? Why???"
Orange and Green glare at me silently, their eyes piercing me like daggers as they clutch each other protectively.
"Dude, we weren't talking about you..." Green mutters irritably. "We were talking about Blue. He literally said that Brown vented in the Laboratory because he 'suddenly' appeared in one of the toilet cubicles below the Laboratory, but actually, Brown had passed by him and he didn't know because he was doing a task."
"Oh, um... is that so? If th-that's really the case, umm... sorry..." I apologise abashedly. Orange and Green, however, continue to stare at me, obviously because they are pretty pissed off at my outburst towards them.
The bell which signifies that we have arrived back at the waiting lobby rings out, breaking the awkward tension between the pair and me. Turning around, they start to huddle together and whisper to each other, all while glancing back at me every now and then.
It is only when I step back into the waiting lobby that I realise that Orange is the host of this lobby.
"Sorry, dude, but you've been kicked out of this lobby..." A guard who was stationed in the waiting lobby suddenly approaches me, putting his hands gently on my shoulders and towing me out of the waiting lobby. Startled, I jump and start to resist him a little.
"But... But why?" I protest. "What did I do?"
However, the guard continues to push me wordlessly out of the waiting lobby into a random ship.
"I don't know. The host of this lobby has just told me that she is kicking you from the lobby, but you can rejoin if you want to," The guard simply says before I step into the ship.
'Not dreaming of it,' I think as I realise that Orange had probably kicked me out of the lobby because of my 'extremely rude' outburst towards her and her 'BFF'. Rolling my eyes in exasperation, I sigh as the random ship that I am on commences its journey, going around to different lobbies at a snail's pace. I am able to view the settings of each of the lobbies on screens attached to the outside of the lobbies.
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An Among Us Story 2 - Live on Polus
أدب المراهقينHello, readers! Just a heads-up: There are 4 stories to this series, and this is Book 2 of it. Thank you! This book has only been published on Wattpad and on AO3 by me. Anyone who tries to plagiarise and upload my book onto another website would be...