Identity V Oneshots

Night of Our Lives (Valentine's Special) ~ Part 2 (Incomplete Draft)

Current Author's Note: This is the incomplete draft of the second part of the Valentine's special, although it might be considered complete, I'm not sure. Hope you all will enjoy :3

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Author's note: Ships are the ones mentioned in the first part. And once again, the song is universal :3

The flowers all have meanings. I'll reveal these in the end. You're probably confused about this, but you'll see :333

I am so not describing the girls outfits, that would be way too hard. I'll post some art of their dresses maybe, or art of the Valentine's special in general.

And see if you can find the secret reference. First person to get it will get to ask me to draw their favorite ship with no remarks (just nothing too inappropriate thankie) :3

A few minutes later, every female survivor was gathered in Vera's room. Luckily, the Host gave them spacious rooms, so everyone was able to fit. Emily, Emma, Fiona, and Margaretha sat on Vera's bed chatting with each other. Helena sat on Vera's desk with Tracy, both discussing cipher techniques, as Martha leaned against the wall next to Y/N, who was seated on the ground fidgeting. Standing in front of her door, Vera took a deep breath and yelled out, "Girls!" Everyone fell silent and looked at her as she bounded excitedly. "Since we have a masquerade ball in a few hours-" she began, before she was interrupted by a knock on the door behind her. Everyone's attention turned towards the door as Vera opened it. What happened next was a bit of chaos. Surprised by the hunters, all the survivors instinctively defended themselves. Emily, Emma, and Margaretha hid behind and under the bed as Fiona opened a portal to the next room. Tracy pulled Helena under the desk, who was utterly confused at what was happening. Martha aimed her gun at the hunters as Y/N and Vera scrambled away. "Woah, calm down!" Violetta said, holding her arms up, "We came because we were invited here, remember?" Vera remembered and tried to calm down the other survivors. Slowly, they started to calm down and come back, though they were still wary. Well, except for Vera. "Sorry, should have given you all a heads up," Vera winced as she closed the door behind her, "I invited the hunters to come with us earlier." "Would have been nice to know," Martha grumbled as Vera flushed. "Anyways, what were you about to say earlier, Vera?" Emily asked, sensing a potential fight. Vera looked around. The survivors were all in their original positions, having calmed down after that chaotic misunderstanding. Violetta was now in the top corner of her room, having weaved herself a web so that the others could have more space. Michiko was seated on the chair at Vera's desk, holding Helena's hand tenderly. Yidhra, the new hunter, well, she had no idea where she was. She did hear a low hissing noise from her wardrobe though. "Well, there's going to be a masquerade ball in 2 hours. I thought I'd get all the girls together to prepare," Vera finally said. The room muttered agreement. Everyone needed to ready up. Even the hunters. Vera forgot her initial embarrassment and smiled. "Then let's get started," she said as the room erupted and began to clean themselves up.

Within the 2 hours, every survivor and hunter were almost ready. Even Yidhra, who could only be seen by the hunters. Vera and Michiko fixed up everyone's makeup as the room was filled with chatter on everyone's outfits and dates for the ball. Even though they were all going to be wearing masks, the females insisted on makeup. The survivors and hunters forgot their previous awkwardness and started conversing with each other, complimenting each other or teasing one another. Vera smiled as she touched up on Y/N's mascara. Moments like these were what she lived for. Everyone forgetting their past and getting along with each other. She loved it. After everyone's makeup was done, Vera glanced at the clock. 7:00. If they walked normally, they would arrive a few minutes late. Hopefully the Host wouldn't mind. The girls knew it was better to be fashionably late, if anything. Perhaps the Host would understand. Donning their masks, the women filed out of Vera's room, chatting and laughing and teasing one another. Vera walked and laughed with Y/N and Fiona as everyone headed for the garden in groups.