That chain would have been absolutely fire, if it weren't for the one who owned it. Blue remembered distinctly, because that chain used to belong to him, but he lost it, and now here it was. Purple was wearing a chain that wasn't his, and his fit paid the price. Blue got closer to Purple and began questioning him relentlessly. Questions such as "where did you get that?" and "why do you have someone else's drip?" were asked, but Purple refused to tell. The rest of the crewmates immediately decided that purple had to be ejected, and that the drip had to be taken back. All of the crewmates stood outside the airlock, and as Blue prepared to eject Purple, he heard something from behind him. A sort of wet cracking noise followed by a few dripping noises, as if someone had been stabbed. He quickly turned around, and watched as Yellow fell flat on the floor, dead. The culprit made no attempt to hide himself. The real impostor all along, was White, his grills gleaming through his helmet. Red, who was right next to White, stepped back in fear.
"Did you all really think that I would fall so far that I would steal drip? I'm an impostor, not a monster" White said, standing over Yellow's body. There was no time for words, and Blue let Purple out of the airlock. All of the crewmates surrounded White, but they were still virtually defenseless. White laughed, and took off the rest of his suit, revealing a full fit of the finest drip. Supreme, Yeezy, you name it, he had it. Even if White was outnumbered, he most certainly wasn't outdripped. Blue looked on in horror, but a shred of amazement was present. A single person to have this much drip was seemingly impossible, but this was an impostor they were dealing with, and his drip wasn't just real, it was true. Blue saw only one way out.
"Everyone," Blue said, "give me your drip!"
The rest of the crewmates ran over to him and placed their drip on him. The Law of Fitting Drip was in his favor, as it was what the rest of the crewmates wanted. "This is plenty! Thank you all!" Blue's drip was inconceivable. Simply looking at Blue caused White to begin to fall apart.
"What? How?" White screamed.
"Because this drip isn't just real. It isn't just true. This drip, is genuine."
White couldn't believe this. To encounter genuine drip was an honor, but to have it against him was horrifying. The genuine drip dissolved White until he was merely a stain on the floor. Blue returned the borrowed drip to the others, and walked over to find Lime's body, which was being kept safe until it could be disposed of. Blue smiled, and removed his helmet. He reached into his hears and removed the Air Pods, and returned them to his friend. "Thank you, for this drip. I'll make sure to make you proud" Blue said, looking at his dead friend. Blue stood up, and brought Lime's body to the airlock. As the first door closed and Lime was about to be sent out into space, a tear ran down Blue's cheek. The second door opened, and Blue, alongside the rest of the crewmates, watched as Lime's corpse. floated out into space; his Air Pods gleaming in the vast emptiness.
THE END
