Chapter Eighteen - The Real World

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The gang stared at the statue in complete terror.

"I heard about this... Ben Drowned, I think it started as a computer virus and then a story... or maybe the other way around," Chiaki explained.

"How do we get out of here...?" Maki began to worry.

"You don't. That's how it goes... I think," Chiaki sighed.

"Don't worry, I have something," Ena smiled, pulling an indoor pool out of her pocket.

Everyone went in and was immediately teleported to Jabberwock Island. 

"Is that... Fat sans?" Chiaki asked.

"Again?" Maki questioned.

"Let's not think about fat sans, right now. We must get everyone to like zaza again," Ena suggested.

"Right," Chiaki agreed.

The gang decided to throw a zaza party, where everyone was invited. Miku sang a few songs while Ibuki cheered and helped with a few.

"This party is banging. How have you come up with this... zaza thing?" Nagito  asked.

"I just found a plant with five leaves," Maki explained.

"I've never seen anything like it! How hopeful!"

Meanwhile, in the dance circle, Gundham was hitting the griddy, and so were his hamsters.

When the song, Rasputin, played, it was Izuru's turn to be cool. He did the dance just as well as he did your mom. Though, all good things come to an end.

"That party was lit, but... Our house is gone," Miku sighed.

"No worries, the zaza hut is easy to rebuild," Ena comforted her.

Miku smiled, "You're right. At least we aren't like those construction workers who don't do anything. Ever."

And so, the zaza hut was built in under an hour. They made furniture, did the plumbing and wiring, and even restocked the zaza room with millions of years' worth of weed.

"Well, now it's sleep time," Chiaki said before passing out on the bed she shared with the trio.

Thy cannabis enjoyers awoke to something very peculiar. It seemed as if thou had woken up in thy medieval era. 'Twas very strange for thou. 

"Where... are we?" Maki questioned.

"You don't think that... Is the time machine still working?" Chiaki asked.

"It has to be, but the author is wrong. This isn't the medieval era. It's the victorian era, " Izuru sighed.

Thy marijuana enjoying trio went to interview the rest of thy group as thy author decided to stop speaking in 19th century language. The zaza hut layout had changed so that Ena and Miku had bunk beds because it's easier to write.

"Wake up, the time machine is broken," Maki yelled, doing permanent damage to the whole gang's ears. 

"The time machine? But we haven't used it in... no way, " Ena said.

"It's still working?" Miku asked.

"Of course it is, you goose." Chiaki crossed her arms.

The gang went outside to find the regular Danganronpa two layout and characters just... Older?

"Nagito? Do you know what's going on?" Chiaki asked.

"... What do you mean?" Nagito responded.

"Never mind..." Chiaki sighed.

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