Once Dribble entered the lounge, he immediately noticed Monokuma on stage. He went and stood by Holly and Gabriel, feeling more comfortable by them as they had gone through this before.
“Is everyone here? No? Yes? Regardless of the answer, the reason I gathered you all here was for a motive! I wanna get you guys killin’ as fast as I can!” Monokuma announced
Gabriel face-palmed and Holly whimpered.
“Okay…3…2…1! All of you should have just got a direct message from yours truly! In this message, I will have detailed the worst secret that person is keeping. Have fun.~” Monokuma teased as he left the room.
Silence. The silence was deafening. No one dared to move. No one dared to speak.
Until Holly spoke up.
“I…I guess…my only advice is…if you do read the secret…just…tell no one.” She said.
Bill nodded. “I remember a phrase from back when I was in the military. ‘Loose lips sink ships.’ So, for the sake of everyone, ZIP IT.”
Alastor nodded. “After all, no one wants to die!”
Gourmand nodded in agreement. “What kind of dirt could Monokuma even have on me? I…I don't think I want to know.”
“...So, now what? Business as usual?” Dribble asked.
“Basically what I was about to say. Celene said.
And sure enough, everyone spread out of the lounge.
‘Guess that means I could hang out with someone.’ Dribble thought to himself. ‘I’m gonna hang out with Gabriel.’
Dribble exited the room to go look for Gabriel, and found him looking at his monopod.
“Hey, Gabriel.” He said, taking a seat next to him.
“Hello Dribble.” Gabriel replied.
“Whatcha doin’?” Dribble asked.
“Nothing much.” Gabriel replied, looking back at him. “I am just writing a diary of sorts. If I do die, I want there to be my side of events in writing.”
“Nice. Anyways, I gotta ask you something.” Dribble raked.
“Ask.” Gabriel stated simply.
“You said your brother was in a killing game before. Who was he?”
“...I knew someone was going to ask. His name was Samuel Agreste-Toulon, and he was the Ultimate Multiversal Traveler.” Gabriel responded.
“How’d he earn that title?” Dribble asked with a curious tone.
“He escaped his home universe that was about to be destroyed to reunite with me. It's complicated.” The French man replied. “Could I ask you a question?”
“Yeah?” Dribble asked.
“If you got my secret…I am so sorry. I did what I did for love, and I was an idiot for ever doing it.”
“...O…kay, then.” Dribble said, getting up. “I’ll be going now.”
‘I've got enough time to hang out with at least one other person before the night time announcement.’ Dribble thought. ‘I'm going to hang out with Holly, then.’
It was actually quite hard to find Holly, but when Dribble found her, she was within her room.
“I ain't gonna kill you,” Dribble spoke as he slowly sat next to her. “All I wanna do is talk.”
Holly nodded, sitting up. “I wanted to talk to you too…”
“I’ll let you talk first, if you want.” He spoke, looking down at her.
“Um…If what Orbulon said was true…can…can you sew?” She asked.
“Yeah, why?” Dribble asked.
“Could…could you make me a plushie of my brother?” The dark blonde girl asked.
“If you could give me a photo of him, yeah.” Dribble stated, before he was promptly handed a picture of Holly’s Brother, 682.
Dribble looked at the photo. It was a large, lizard-like man. Green scales, piercing yellow eyes, long black hair…quite intimidating.
“That reminds me, I was going to ask you this. You said you had a sister?” The bulldog asked
“Yeah…she was Rosie Jean Toulon. Ultimate Keter Class SCP. She…she was killed. 682 is the Ultimate Juggernaut, and if you couldn't tell by my use of present tense…he survived.”
“I can't possibly imagine how hard it is to lose a sibling, only to go through the same situation yourself.” Dribble said.
“...I cried myself to sleep last night, if that helps give you an idea.” Holly replied.
The two then heard the night time announcement.
“Guess that means I have to go.” Dribble waved as he made his way to his room, across the hall. After he got his pajamas on, a morbid curiosity overtook him.
Who’s secret had he gotten? As long as he told no one, he could look all he wanted. That is what Holly said, after all.
He opened his messaging app on his Monopod, and went into the DM section, before clicking on the DM Monokuma sent.
Captain_Monokuma: Max’s true name is Der Freischütz. He obtained his powers to hit anything from a deal with the devil. 6 bullets would be able to hit anything Der Freischütz wanted, but the 7th bullet would hit the heart of the one he loved most. Upon hearing this, he tracked down and shot everyone he loved. The 7th bullet hit his heart as a consequence, turning him into a demon himself.
Dribble’s heart sank at those words. ‘What the ACTUAL F*CK?’ He thought. ‘If this is Max’s secret…then, god knows what secrets everyone else had.
He sighed.
He decided to do something dumb.
He decided to direct message Max.
DribbleDrive: I got your secret.
DribbleDrive: WTF!?!?!?!?
Magical_Bullet: I know it's bad, but I did what I did. I wish I never did it.
DribbleDrive: I know, I'm not mad, just freaked out af
DribbleDrive: Also, should I still call you Max?
Magical_Bullet: Please
DribbleDrive: Who’s secret did you get?
Magical_Bullet: Heket
Magical_Bullet: ‘Heket runs an infamous cult known as The Old Faith, alongside her younger brother Leshy, her older brother Kallamar, and her older sibling Shamura. They persecute all those who don't worship them, regularly sacrifice dozens of their followers, and genocided all of the sheep within their domain, besides one sheep known only as The Lamb.’
DribbleDrive: HOLY SH*T
Magical_Bullet: Don't tell her you know this, but I think she may figure it out
DribbleDrive: Lips are zipped
Magical_Bullet: We should both be getting to bed
DribbleDrive: Ok
Dribble then decided to head to bed. Pulling the blankets over himself, he could only think of what dirt Monokuma had on him.
‘Was it the time me and Spitz annihilated that army? That time we betrayed our friends by continuing to work for Wario when half of them left? Or something much worse?’
Dribble sighed a little, before he drifted into sleep. As he faded into sleep, he heard someone walking in the hall, but he paid no mind to it.
All he could think about was who got his secret.
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Danganronpa: Sunken Symphony
FanfictionDribble Sterre, the Ultimate Taxi Driver. He works alongside his best friend/boss Spitz for Diamond Taxi and for WarioWare. But when taking in two mysterious passengers, he passes out, and wakes up on a submarine with eighteen other people. (If you...
