A/N: Here you go, y'all! A once and a blue moon P.O.V! I can't say it will be any better than my Nibutani P.O.V.(s).
Dekomori's P.O.V:
I was awoken by the sound of birds chirping and the sun's violent, evil rays glaring through my window.
"Ngh..." I open my eyes and flinch.
That imposter, her arms....were around me!!!
I slapped her on the cheek, causing that fool to jolt up with a yell of pain.
"OWWW!!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR???" She glared daggers at me as she rubbed her now red cheek.
I shoved her, she recovered from it sadly.
"You had your arms around me! I will not tolerate such perversion!" I spat, glaring back at her.
We started to have a war of words, but of course I was winning against that pathetic imposter known as fake Mori Summer.
She gave up. Hah, I win once more! I cheered silently to myself.
"Tch, whatever. Look, I'm sorry, okay?? I had no idea what my arms were wrapped around you!"
I cross my arms tightly, peering into her poop brown eyes, "Fine, fine, I will forgive you on this occasion and this occasion only. If you dare to do something so perverted, you will face the wrath of my palm once again!"
She shuttered at my threat. Honestly, she really needs a backbone. I cannot imagine being that cowardly. Hah!
"It seems that you have finally learned your place."
She started to mumble something underneath her gross morning breath. Dear Master, does this woman even practice proper oral hygiene?
"If you have something to say about me, say it loud and not so proud." I bluntly state, giving her the hint that I did infact hear her with my beautiful, well hearing ears. Ah, the perks of being nearly perfect sure are amazing.
"Oh shut up! You act like you're a saint, well you ain't even close to one. I know you read a bunch of hentai...honestly, how disgusting." She snapped back at my snarky comment.
"N-No! How dare you accuse me of something so perverted and fowl!"
"Oh really....?" She asked, suddenly pulling something put from behind her back.
"Care to explain what this is then?" She asked me, holding up a manga of yuri hentai.
My face turned dark red, I started to sweat profusely.
Curses, I have been caught! But let's not give her the satisfaction of having been two steps ahead, yes?
I chuckled, "And how do you know that? You actually have to read the content in order to figure out what kind of manga that is. You aren't the only one who is guilty of peaking."
We became twins, because she had turned the same color as I. Dear Master, we both looked ugly, but she was uglier than I was.
"Y-You....!" She gritted her teeth, almost growling at me.
"Oh? What is it now, fake Mori Summer?~" I asked, snickering like the slightly evil genius that I was.
"You idiot!" She tackled me to the bed, pinning my wrists firmly against my wrinkled sheets. She glared down at me.
My face turned pink. The situation that we were in matched my fantasy perfectly. "H-Hey!" Was the only thing I could say, I was just so, so flustered that it was humiliating.
How dare this horrifyingly decent looking woman have this sort of affect on me!
Fake Mori Summer's cheeks had seemed to copy my own, because they were now pink.
"Don't turn this into a perverted thing, fool!" She scolded me, her face was even more red than before.
Imagine if my face was that red, I would be considered pathetic.
"Oh what?~ You're the one who is to be blamed for putting me in such a compromising position."
She looked glared down at me, but this time it wasn't one of her usual glares. For some odd reason, she seemed to have softened up a significant and undeniably vibrant amount. Infact, it was almost....adorable.
I felt her grip tighten on my two wrists, but it wasn't even that affective of a tactic at that.
"Listen here, rat. You have a lot of nerve calling me a pervert. Considering what happened to me last night, that you were responsible for by the way!"
Last night? Has the imposter lost her mind? Whatever could she mean by that?!? And besides, why would I be responsible for something that I do not remember in the slightest bit?!?
I decided to challenge her claim, still pinned against my lounging thrown of comfort.
"And what was it that I did?"
A/N: I am so sorry for the late (and short) chapter! My mental health had not been the best at the time, so I didn't have any motivation to write again at all. But now, I'm feeling a lot better and I now have the courage that I need to begin writing again!
