Y/n x Ronpa and friends

Chapter 1

I awoke at what seemed like 2 AM. It was so dark in here. I got up and looked around. I decided to go to the kitchen to make a meal (if you're anorexic, EAT A DANG MEAL, please :3). I made my (favorite food) and prepared/searched for my (favorite drink). I had finished making the stuff I needed and walked to the table. As I was consuming my food and drink, I heard a noise. "Oh, you're up?" I heard Chip say. "Yeah, just woke up" I sleepily responded. I guess I have some free time to hang out with Chip. "Wanna sit down with me?" I asked him politely. "Eh, got nothing better to do," He responded as he tried to climb on the table. I helped him on the table. "Want some food?" I asked Chip. "Nah, I'm good." I continued eating, trying to think of a conversation. Chip started one before me. "Do you think someone stole Gearloose's robot thingy?" Chip asked. "What makes you think that?" I asked. "Well, just asking" Chip answered as if he was trying to figure out something. I finished what I had eaten, washing it down with a beverage. "Well, what do you think of the killing game?" I asked Chip. "I hate it, and we already don't have a dead body, but I still hate it," He said with an angered voice. "Same, I hate it here too. If there is a mastermind here, I'd like to know why they'd do this." I responded, sharing the anger with Chip. For the rest of the night, we talked about the killing game, ranting a little. Mainly just wanting to beat up the mastermind, nothing too special. Then I decided to chill out the conversation. "Hey, besides the whole killing game, how are you doing?" I asked Chip. "Well, okay, I guess. How about you?" Chip asked me now. "...Scared, confused, and worried that something might happen." I was trying to calm the conversation down, not make it sad. "Oh. I mean, a kill's gonna happen, so, I suggest just not be friends with anyone here" He responded. Wow, dark. "Wow, that's a little...dark. But okay I guess" I just kind of didn't say anything. If that's his lifestyle, shouldn't beat it up. "At least consider my advice, and this will be a bit easier." He said as he jumped off the table, onto the stool, then on the ground. He then walked off. I did NOT expect this from a Disney character, but whatever. I finished drinking my drink and walked off. I decided to head back to my room and wait for it to be morning. The morning announcement came on at 8 AM. I walked out of my room, not ready to meet what might happen today. I headed back to the dining hall and saw a plate for me. I sat down where the plate was and started eating. It had been a couple of hours since I ate something, so I was pretty hungry enough to at least eat something. "Morning!" Mickey had just come in. "Morning!" I answered Mickey. "...Hey, mouse. Can I ask you something?" Oswald spoke up. He sounded like he hated Mickey. "Sure you can Oswald! What's up?" Mickey answered joyfully. "I'm just wondering when you're gonna drop the nicey-nice act and admit you're the one behind this," Oswald responded very grimly. He must REALLY hate him, accusing him of being the mastermind. Then again, he's a performer. but still! "...What?" Mickey sounded nervous. "Someone had to do all this. The saying is 'Never trust the nice ones,' isn't it?" Oswald had a point there, I guess. "Hey! Lay off! Mickey's always nice and kind of stupid!" dang. "Thanks, Daisy... I think" Mickey thanked Daisy. "But I don't blame you for being nervous, we're all a little tense, huh?" Mickey continued. Oswald seemed pissed but kept quiet. "Ignoring all that pointless shit... What did you mean by there being a mastermind?" Chip asked. "Well, Monobulb couldn't have done this himself!" Oswald answered. "That's kinda I dunno, stupid ain't it? None'a us could do it." Dale responded, rubbing the back of his neck. "Exactly! Thinking otherwise is just... Just heartless!" Minnie responded, red-faced. "You're making yourself real suspicious, bunny-boy" Darkwing added on, making Oswald furious. "Wh... I'm not a bunny! I'm a rabbit!" Oswald responded, red-faced too. Isn't there no difference..? "Still though, maybe we should keep an eye on him..." Gizmoduck said. "I can hear you, you tin overgrown tin-can...!" Oswald sounded very angry. "Friends, friends! Let's not fight, okay?" Jose stepped in. "Gizmoduck, do you have any gadgets that could aid us in our escape?" Jose changed the subject. "Oh! Yeah! My gizmos!" Gizmoduck said in shock as if he forgot. "How'd you forget about those...?" Mortimer responded, annoyed. "Let see here. Pies, airhorns, propeller... hmm, I dunno if any of this could break down the walls" Gizmoduck said to himself, ignoring Mortimer it seems. "Pies? You can make pies with that thing?!" Dale sounded excited. "Of course! Allow me to demonstrate..." "Wait, don't--!" Gearloose tried to stop Gizmoduck, then... when Gizmoduck pressed the button, instead of pie... BANG! "Wh... What was that?!" Gizmoduck said in shock. "Whaddaya mean 'What was that?!', Your hunk of junk fired a damn gunshot!" Mortimer shouted, a little purple-faced and sweating. "No! I-I mean... Th-This isn't right, this suits supposed to have gizmos!" Gizmoduck said nervously. The damn Monobulb pulled this off, huh? "That's why I was trying to stop you! Last night, I looked at your suit and found out why everything seemed off on it!" Gearloose said, disappointed. "Your suits have been altered to have weapons, not gizmos" Gearloose added. Gizmoduck looked shocked. "Wh-What?!" Gizmoduck responded. "Hold on, you just now decided to tell him?" Darkwing questioned. "I was trying to tell him privately, to prevent some panic. Y'know?" Gearloose rolled his eyes. "But this upgrade could be useful! If his gizmos couldn't work against the walls, maybe his weapons can?" Panchito said, raising one eyebrow. "No luck. They're only small projectiles, wouldn't do much to the walls if they tried" Gearloose turned down that idea fast. Shit, this sucks. Pete spoke up. "So, to be clear, you're the one who built this suit, right Gyro?" (btw, Gyro is Gearloose. I just remember Gearloose more) "Yes, I--wait..." Gyro stopped, then gasped. "HOW DARE YOU?! Are you suggesting I sabotaged my own creation??" Gyro sounded enraged. "Sure looks like it, pal." Pete answered, putting his hands on his hips. "Blasphemy! Absurd! Never in a million years!" Gyro continued freaking out about it. Oh man, another argument... "Dr. Gearloose is right, he'd never do this!" Gizmoduck tried defending Gyro. "Unless he did it while you were unconscious. Plus, all of this? Some mechanical know-hows gotta be used" Oswald added. "Oswald, please stop this..." Mickey said desperately. "Why? We gotta get outta here sooner or later. Exposing who's behind this will make it quicker. Unless you want people to die and wither away into obscurity." Oswald said with a blank stare, crossing his arm. "That's not...!" Mickey said shocked. "Hold on, Rabbit, I'm not done with you! You think I'm the one behind this?" Gyro turned to Oswald, angry. "I haven't talked yet! I'm Launchpad!" Launchpad said happily. I giggled at how adorable this guy is. "QUIET!" Minnie yelled, which shut up everyone. Minnie sat down and started eating. We followed her lead. "..Y'kno-" Oswald was cut off by Minnie saying "Not. Another. Word" in a stern voice. Breakfast was quiet, besides Launchpad and Darkwing talking, Gizmoduck was... Quiet. "Hey, you okay?" I asked Gizmoduck. Gizmoduck was quiet, Gyro spoke up for him. "... You can take off the suit, you know." "Dr. Gearloose?" Gizmoduck said in shock. "I've worked with you long enough to know when you're uncomfortable. I don't blame you if you don't want to walk around in a massive death machine." Gyro said reassuringly. "...Thanks Dr. Gearloose, but I don't want to reveal my identity..." Gizmoduck said with a sad look. "Relax. If anyone tries anything, they'll have to go through me... I promise." "Me too!" Launchpad happily added. "...W-Well, if you're sure then... Please stand back everyone! Blathering Blatherskite!" Gizmoduck's suit would come off, on its own to reveal... (Authors note: when I put an image here, fsr it changed the font, so if you haven't read Ronpa and friends which you should, Ronpa and friends is on Instagram ^^ or you can watch The Ultimate Commenter react to it ^^) A brown duck in a yellow button-up with his sleeves rolled up, showing the inside of his shirt to be green. Over the button-up, he had a purple tie that looked folded up before and his hair/head feathers had combed back in a fancy way. "..Uh, hi." They scratched behind his head, nervous. "Wait, so you aren't a robot?" Goofy asked. "What? No! The gizmosuit is just...well, a suit. I'm the one who operates it" the brown duck responded. "Then... Who are you really?" Minnie asked. "... Promise not to tell?" The brown duck asked nervously. "Of course!" Mickey answered joyfully. "Yeah, the secret's kept with me ^^" I answered. "Yeah, No one's gonna say anythin', right?" Pete said. "Well..." Mortimer said, sounding suspicious. I stared at Mortimer, kind of a death glare, while Pete put his hand on Mortimer's shoulder and squeezed it. "Right?" Pete said in a stern voice. Mortimer was sweating "Yup! Yup, absolutely! Lips sealed!" Mortimer said, scared. "Then... Allow me to reintroduce myself! My name's Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera. I'm the Ultimate Intern." the brown duck gained enough confidence. "Hang on, weren't you the Ultimate Superhero?" Dale asked. "They gave that title Gizmoduck, not me.." Fenton looked at the ground. "Figures, Only a true hero would have their Ultimate with or without their mask." Darkwing responded to that with a smug, proud look, wrapping the cape around him. "But aren't you the Ultimate Fanboy, D.W?" Launchpad asked Darkwing, with an innocent face. Darkwing's smug look was gone. "...dude" he responded, blandly. I giggled. "Don't make fun of me!" Darkwing noticed me giggle. "Sorry, sorry," I said trying to calm myself down from giggling. "Anyways, In any event, just pretend I've always been Fenton! We should probably take a closer look at the gizmosuit, Dr. Gearloose. Is it even...?" Fenton looked at Gyro, smiling. "It is the one I built, yes. I made a special mark on the inside of the armor." Gyro agreed, before continuing. "Someone tinkered with my baby... We'll look at it once we finish breakfast." After breakfast, I and Mickey saw Oswald leaving. "Should we follow him?" I turned to Mickey. "Yeah, let's go" Mickey answered and we followed Oswald out the dining room. "Hey, wait up!" I called out to him. He turned to me and Mickey. "...what?" Oswald responded, slightly irritated. "Do you wanna... I dunno, hang out?" Mickey asked. "Gee, lemme think about that." Oswald said, almost sarcastically. We stood in silence, and Oswald raises an eyebrow. "So...?" I got a little hopeful. "Is that a yes?" Mickey asked. "Why the hell do you two wanna hang out with me? I don't trust either of you, Mickey, specifically." Oswald answered very annoyed. "Well, I just thought we could help with that!" Mickey responded happily. "Y'know, if you got to know us, maybe you could realize we aren't as bad as you think, right..?" I added on, a little more awkward than Mickey. "I know plenty about you, Mickey. He made sure of that" Oswald grimly answered. So, he's pretty self-aware. "...'He'?" I asked. "Who's 'He'?" Mickey added to my question. Oswald didn't answer. He just left with a frown on his face. "...I feel bad now..." I broke the silence. "Hey Mick, whatcha doin'?" Daisy chimed in. "Well, I and Y/n were gonna ask Oswald to hang out but... I guess he doesn't wanna..." Mickey answered, confused and a little sad. "What's up with him anyway?" Donald chimed in too. "Yeah! That guys a real piec'a work!" Goofy chimed in now. So many people are chiming in. "I don't blame him. He's nervous... We're all a little nervous, huh?" Mickey answered, trying to stay on the bright side. "Yeah, well... I don't think anyone's gonna do it. This isn't like St. Canard, the people of Toontown just aren't like that." Daisy put a hand on your chest while saying that. "Yeah, we'll find a way out in no time!" Mickey had his happy mood again. "Speaking of, Goofy and I were gonna go wander around and try to find an exit. You wanna come?" Donald spoke up with a determined look, putting his hands on his hips. "Well, sure! Are you two coming?" Mickey asked me and Daisy. "Sorry, no. I think I'm gonna help Minnie with a... project" Daisy looked off to the side. "Okay... Well, I'ma go stay in my room for a bit, I woke up early and that kinda caused me to stay up..." I said, rubbing the back of my head. "Alright, get some rest, bud!" Goofy pat my head (which if you hate being touched, then you kinda back up and Goofy apologizes and you forgive him), and then I went to your room. I laid down on my bed for a bit, and drifted off to sleep, until I woke up to a terrible noise. "AUGGGHHHH" I heard someone scream. I immediately got up and fell out of my bed, then picked myself up and ran for the door. I ran towards the Library, where I heard the noise. I bumped into Oswald, Mickey, and Pete. "Hey! Did you hear it too?" Mickey asked in a panic. "Mhm" I nodded. "Yeah..!" Oswald responded to Mickey. "You don't think that...?" I asked nervously. Oswald and Mickey stayed silent. "Come on!" Pete yelled, and picked all of us up and dragged us into the Library... What we saw... no... It's too soon...!

(HAHAHHA CLIFFHANGER LOL! Sorry lol, but this was legit 2346 and still adding up and I need to pause this, so see ya in chapter 1.5 lol. Hope you enjoyed!)