I mean, what do little kids like better than arts and crafts? What could go wrong?
"Alright ba- class, listen up! We're going to be making some good old fashioned paper snowflakes! Exciting, am I right?"
Hinata coughed.
"Alright. Well, to start off, you fold the... you fold it like this... look this would be a lot easier if I had some god damn fingers."
From the front seat, Ishimaru yelled directly into Monokuma's face.
"CURSING IS NOT ALOUD IN THE SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT! CURSING IS NOT ALOUD IN THE SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT! CURSING IS NOT ALOUD IN THE SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT! CURSING IS NOT ALOUD IN- MMMF!!!" Junko now had her hand over Ishimaru's mouth. (Thank god.)
After some help from the kids, Monokuma had successfully (?) shown the class how to craft such an exquisite object of beauty.
"Fukawa, will you please hand out paper to the class?" At this, the girl grabbed the papers and immediately rushed to Togami first.
"Accept THIS paper? Eugh, no way. I'm not bringing myself down to your level, I brought my own paper." He then proceeded to pull out a wad of cash and cut up $100 bills into snowflakes. Naegi watched and cried because he had no money.
"Hinata... Hinaaaaata... Hinata Piñata..." Nagito Komaeda whispered jabbing Hinata's face with his finger.
"Give me your paper scraps..."
And so Hinata just handed them over and- oh okay Nagito just ate them.
But... what was Twogami doing? It seemed that instead of making a snowflake, he was writing something!
Naegi tapped Kirigiri's arm. She glanced at Naegi, followed his gaze to Twogami, and rubbed her head as if she had a splitting headache.
"Dear God, not again. The last time this happened, we-"
"TWOGAMI! THAT IS THE LAST STRAW!" Monokuma looked furious as he snatched the paper away. He began to read the note out loud.
"Togami... my love-
Oh darling, sweet darling... I promise we shall rule the playground together as thy royal couple, above all these peasants... Monokuma may be our jester... ahhnnnnnn...
-Twogami"
Even Fukawa looked a little freaked. And this kinda thing was her job. But as the meaning of such a letter sunk into her, she was replaced by Syo, who picked the "safety scissors" up off the table, and immediately ran after Twogami.
Monokuma blinked. "Time for recess."
