Beauty And The Beast(DANGANRONPA AU)

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>THIRD POV

Gundham lay there, panting. He had been restricting himself from eating and drinking blood for so long that his body could not control itself. He began to calm down as his sips became less forceful than the one before. At last he released her arm and fell backwards on to the bed.

"Are you okay?" Sonia pushes his now drooping hair out of his face.

Gundham blushed slightly and held her hand to his face, closing his eyes and taking dee breaths.

"I'm sorry, mort-... Sonia." Gundham's voice came out in breaths.
"It's alright." Sonia whispered.

Sonia slowly lifted her hand from his face and stood up, off the bed. She left the room, gently closing the door. When she had turned around to face the hall, there was a candlestick, clock, and footrest waiting. Are these like the dresser? She thought. Sonia tried to gracefully jump over them, but the footrest jumped back, causing her to fall. She was already woozy from lack of blood, so it took a few attempts to get back on her feet.

"W-... How.." Sonia was baffled.
"HELLOOOOO!" The candlestick waved one of its branches.
"Quiet down, Ibuki. You're going to scare her..." The clock pleaded, making a constant ticking sound.
"Woof!" The footrest pranced around.
"Are you guys like the talking dresser in my room?" Sonia questioned, confused.
"Ibuki doesn't know a talking dresser!" The candlestick rubbed its "arm" against the candle on its "head".
"She's talking about Peko, Ibuki." The clock waves it's "hands" around in a worried manner.
"OH! Ibuki knows THAT dresser!" The candlestick jumped up and down like she had just won an award.

The clock facepalmed, looking annoyed.

"How many of you are there...?" Sonia's gaze trailed from the candlestick to the clock to the footrest which was still trying to curl around her ankle.
"Ibuki knows more! Run to your room and we shall prepare dinner. There you can meet all of us!" The candlestick hopped away.
"Don't make a big mess, Ibuki!" The clock waddled after her.
"Woof!" The footrest chased after them.

Sonia walked back to her room and plopped down on "her" bed. The hours seemed to tick by at the speed of a turtle. She looked down at her arm and gently pressed on the two holes that sank deep into her muscle tissue. Am I going to have to do this for the rest of my life? Sonia wondered, worried. She simply pulled down her sleeve and prepared to go downstairs for dinner. She was excited to meet all of the other... objects.

>>SONIA POV

I can't wait to meet the other people! Should I even call them people? I quickly shuffled around, pulling my sleeve down to cover the holes. Right as I was about to open the door, I heard a rumbling from behind me.

"You don't plan to go out looking like that, do you?" Peko spoke in a monotone voice.
"Uhm, I don't have anything else sufficient to wear." I blushed slightly, embarrassed.
"Oh. Here." Peko opened a drawer which revealed a big white dress. It was beautiful. It was short, like the green one, but had white, furry wool surrounding the neck and cuffs of the sleeves. The bottom was ringed with cotton, making it look like a snow storm. It was beautiful. I hurried to slip it on and then rushed downstairs to the dining hall.

>>>GUNDHAM POV

After a few hours of rest I was informed of a dinner party by Hajime. I regained my composure and got dressed in formal attire fit for the situation; cool and classy, but not too classy. I striped and threw on a black tux with black jeans. Over that, I slipped into a long, black fur coat. For I am not GUNDHAM without my signature COAT. I walked downstairs, hands in my pockets. At the end of the stairs, standing on the opposite side of the stairs was Sonia. She looked stunning. She wore a beautiful, white, cotton dress. Don't get me wrong, none of this is real fur. I could never bare to tell the Dark Devas that I'm wearing their ancestors. Sonia smiles at me. I couldn't help but smile ear to ear, so I used my scarf to cover it. She looked worried.

"I'm fine, fear not mortal." I dropped my scarf from my face.
"Good! Shall we eat? Or...I mean.." she began to fidget with her hands awkwardly.
"Its fine, mortal. I shall be okay until the next moon." I projected my voice to sound powerful. Everything echoes in this large castle.

She smiled and ran over to me, clasping her hand in mine. The mortal ran to the dinning hall, tightly gripping my hand with hers the whole way. My chest felt bouncy. My face became boiling hot like the under grounds of hell. Is this okay?