Danganronpa: Retirement Plan

Ch. 2: All In The Will [4] (Daily Life)

Author Note:

I feel like I've aged so much writing this one chapter. (I started this chapter in late December and it is almost February, so it's been like a month.)

Trigger Warning: extreme/graphic violence, blood, gore?, disturbing imagery

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*ding dong, bing bong*

"Please make your way to the dining room this instant! Tardiness will not be tolerated."

The morning announcement seems different today.

I got out of bed and quickly got ready. Fawn didn't take long to get ready today, though she was still in her pajamas. My sister sluggishly carried herself, struggling to keep her eyes open.

"Did you stay up all night drawing?" I asked, sounding more like a parent than a concerned brother.

"No. It's 5 in the fucking morning." She sleepily grumbled.

It is?

I checked my PetalPad. It confirmed Fawn's statement. The announcement had gone off around 5 am, instead of the usual 7 am.

What's going on today?

A memory popped in my brain. I pushed the thought aside, refusing to believe it was happening again.

There's probably just a new rule or something.

The dining room was different today. A massive plasma TV now hung on the wall. It was off and there remote in sight, which left the 14 of us puzzled.

"Has anyone seen the remote?" Tabitha asked.

"No." Blane replied, slightly annoyed by her question. "If we had s-s-seen it then we w-wouldn't be st-st-starring at a blank screen."

"A TV in the dining room is great and all," Rory started to say, before their voice faded out. "But why do have to wake up at 5 am for it?!"

"It's motive time!" Wolf happily announced, as it sprung out from behind the plant pot.

"You think we'll fall for another one of your stupid bribes?" The food tester questioned.

"No." Wolf shook its head. "But I'm not bribing you guys anymore. You've proven to be a little too smart for those."

No more bribes is a good thing, right?

"If you aren't bribing us anymore then why are we here?" Isaiah asked, grumpily.

"I'm going to threaten you instead." Wolf turned his head, starring at the novelist for a prolonged period of time.

"I think it broke its neck." Tabitha stated.

"Maybe we'll get lucky and he'll shut down." The romance novelist hoped.

"It looks like he already shut down." Minerva observed the robot, before scribbling in her notebook.

"What a waste of time." Amelia huffed.

A loud clicking sound came from Wolf the Cat's direction, however it remained with its circler head hanging to the left. It was an odd sight, especially with the robot having no profound neck.

The TV flashed on and the lights shut off. The screen displayed a panicked blonde woman. She was much older, assumably in her fifties or sixties. Her strawberry blonde hair was tied into a saggy bun that rest in her head. The place she was in was dark, the only light was something off screen.