The next day🥺🥺
Monokuma could not forget about the amazing kiss him and sonic had done the day before, every time he thought about it his face went a bright red and he would start sweating.
Sonic on the other hand was not thinking about the kiss, he was thinking about what him and monokuma should do next.He had drawn many pictures of him and monokuma doing things together. He admired monokumas amazing, fluffy fur and his shining teeth, and his glowing red eye. While drawing he mare sure to put much effort into the details that made monokumas appearance so incredible.He admired monokumas appearance so much he put more effort into drawing him than he did drawing his precious rings that he spent every moment of the day collecting. Monokuma was that important and amazing to him.
Later
Monokuma couldn't sleep. All he could think about was Sonics shiny blue spikes and bow good he was at kissing. Despair was important to him but if this is what hope felt like he wanted all the hope he could get. Oh to feel Sonics lips on his at that moment.oh to even be bear sonic at that moment.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
