30 day OTP challenge but with Empergloves!!!

Day 2!

seeing as it's my challange I'mma actually swap the days around cause look. I had an idea but it's for day 27 so today we're doing Day 2: In an AU

with our special guest: death

So have a Danganronpa AU

obviously in my actual au they get the vote right but shhhhhhhh

Gloves: Ultimate Acrobat

Emperor: Ultimate King

also i drew the pic myself. it's just what they look like in this au and it sucks so feel free to try and redraw it

enjoy

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"IT CAN'T BE THEM!! IT JUST CAN'T!!" Emperor screamed.

The person in question was the Ultimate Acrobat. Gloves had just been accused with the death of Vintage. Something Emperor knows they didn't do. But he couldn't reveal how without the blame getting shifted onto himself.

Army raised an eyebrow. "Then prove it, hm?"

Emperor opened his mouth. "I...." He found himself struggling for words. How was he supposed to defend Gloves when he was the blackened? He needed to shift the blame onto someone else if he and Gloves wanted to escape together, thanks to Monokuma's motive.

Skull sighed. "Well... I suppose we have all the evidence we need. Let's vote already, alright?"

"I keep telling 'ya, I didn't kill the bitch!!" Gloves yelled. "And you would think I would cover my tracks better!"

The king winced-He had set up the scene to frame Skull, but no one seemed to buy it. He really should have killed Vintage with an arrow.

"...W-well, um... I t-think I know who it is..." Prince stuttered. Emperor's eyes widened in fear. His brother was the Ultimate Mage. It'd be easy to tell when someone is lying, to him.

"...I t-think it's Skull." He stated.

Well, that was certainly a surprise-a welcome one, though. Although Skull looked a bit...less than thrilled. "Wait, why me?"

"It all matches up." Prince said. "One,  you were completely alone when the murder took place. In fact, you were the closest to it. Plus, it was your lab, after all."

"W-what? Anyone could've gotten into my lab!"

"But, you said it was locked upon finding the body." The young mage stated. "Plus, That was your dagger we saw next to him. A-and you never liked Vintage."

"....Actually, that makes a lot more sense than Gloves being the blackened!" Goggles smiled, but it slowly faded. "But....why would Skull of all people kill? He'd never do that!"

"Well, all the facts line up. Plus, he was the first person to suggest Gloves being the blackened..." Rider said. "Though it does seem sort of out of character."

"Look, well, we know it isn't me. So, let's just vote Skull out, and get this ov're with." Gloves said, quickly casting their vote.

Everyone followed suit. Before the slot-like verdict machine announcing Skull as the blackened, before Monokuma made a disappointed noise.

"Uh oh! Looks like the blackened has been wrongfully chosen as Skull Beryl, The Ultimate Archer!!" The bear stated. "But, this means that the killer can take one person with them out of here. So, Emperor Castilo! Who do you spare from death?"

Everyone seemed to gain a look of shock. "W-wait, Emp...It w-was you?" Gloves asked.

Emperor nodded. "I...I had a plan. I wanted to break out, I wanted to escape. And...Vintage just wanted to leave this goddamn place. So, he asked me to murder him. I'm sorry.."

"Well, it's obvious who you're taking." Army stated, oddly enough, not phased that he was going to die in mere moments. "Just take Prince and go."

"Actually, I was going to take Gloves with me." The king said. "Well, that's not a surprise..."

Gloves and Prince exchanged looks of surprise. "....Wait. Me?" The acrobat asked. Emperor nodded.

"I just.... I didn't wish to lose you. I love you, after all."

Gloves blushed. "...Y-you do?"

Emperor nodded.

Monokuma grinned. "Well, it looks like Emperor has chosen none other than Gloves Glade to escape with! But, y'know what that means!"

Army grinned, speaking in sync with Monokuma, now. "IT'S PUNISHMENT TIME!!!!!"

Gloves and Emperor were shoved out of the room, before the sounds of the trial room collapsing could be heard. If that was the way Monokuma was executing them, he was confident Prince was going to be...well, sort of okay. After all, he could create force fields. 

Gloves clinged to Emperor's arm. "...Did...d-did you really k-kill Vintage?"

Emperor nodded. "Yes. Though, I never meant for you to get the blame.."

Their grip only got tighter. "W-well, um... C-can we go home? I've h-had enough of this academy..."

The king smiled. "Of course, love. C'mon."

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