#lovebugly

Kokichi had been searching for Gonta all over the school, but for some reason it was terribly hard to find the peaceful giant despite his height. He had figured that the other was probably still out on his search for bugs and despite hating them more than anything else in the world, he sometimes found himself stunned by the other’s dedication and almost started rooting for him. Almost. 

“Gonta, I’ve been looking for you all over the courtyard, stop being so damn hard to find!! I told you you’re not gonna find any bugs out here!”, he scolded once he finally discovered the bug enthusiast midst the bright green of trees and growth. 

After having come this far, he decided that it was to time to go big or go home, so once the entomologist lay eyes on him he held the item in his hands towards him for examination. It was the gourd insect trap, one of the few items in the academy that you couldn’t win with the Monomono Machine. All the feigned anger entirely disappeared from his features, as he calmly gazed up to the other.

“I won this trash in the casino, so I figured I’d give it to you before I toss it somewhere else. The description said you can put bugs in there and listen to the cre- uh, lovely sounds they make!” 

Kokichi Ouma wasn’t one to regret his actions. Sure he sort of felt bad about some things- but. If he did something and everything ended up going according to plan, then what’s the point in worrying about how he got there? It’s how he got through most of his life with a semi clear conscious.

...This was a little different, though. The man in front of him was supposed to be dead, and he wasn’t even sure if things ended up going according to plan. Which makes that train of thought... Pretty useless... 

Not to mention, he didn’t know how exactly Gonta acted now, not that Kokichi thought he might’ve gained a brain cell or two, no. More like... He could be angrier now... Kokichi just needed to see how he reacted to him just to be sure.

    As enjoyable as it seemed to test inventions on herself, it had its limitations. Besides, it was much more thrilling to see other people experiment with them-- Of course Iruma already knew how amazing and flawless they were. Her golden brain would never make anything stupid or lackluster. Anyone who thought otherwise was but a mere incompetent pleb. Feh. It almost made her laugh.

“Sorry to have to ask this of you; thank you, Gonta-kun!” Once Gonta grabs him and lifts him up, Shuichi can reach the book he was trying to get much easier, now.

“Perfect!” He responds back just as quietly as he grabs the book. “This was exactly the book I wanted.”

PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw?

It could be his overconfidence.

Usually, Kid Cobra is confident enough in his abilities that he believes that he’ll be able to win at anything (in regards to sports). Beating others in races, winning in ARMS fighting, basketball, and so on. He doesn’t really consider too much whether or not someone else can beat him.

Reading outside was Shuichi’s ideal way of taking in the Vitamin D that he so desperately needed. Honestly, being stuck inside of the library all day was enjoyable, but it wasn’t healthy - especially when he was doing it all day for more than a week. The detective was so focused on his book that he didn’t notice something happening... until it was too late. Before his very eyes, something with large wings suddenly covered where he was reading.

--it looked like some kind of large beetle.

“HOLY CRAP--!”

What an unexpected person to com across.. However, there are far worse beings to see at this moment then the giant that stands before him. The last site was those remaining survivors who stared upon him sinking lower into a boiling pot. How unpleasant that felt. Shinguuji would be lying if he said that pain did not find itself present once in a while. Though they just happen to meet out in this strange city, Sector Three of what is heard to be one of the least pleasant of sectors. Why would someone like the Ultimate Entomologist be in a place like this. 

That already drove his own curiosity. Now what expression would the other make? Perhaps something quite predictable.

          It seemed like this city was populated by people who were affected at the simple sight of Monokuma, even though she had never seen them in her life. There were many possibilities for why, of course - Monokuma had become more than just her own signature AI that she controlled from the comfort of Hope’s Peak Academy. The Towa’s had mass produced different variants of her original bear, and this rather large fellow could be a poor sap who ended up traumatized by one of Monokuma’s murderous little brothers let loose on the cities of the world. They had definitely killed enough by the time she had locked herself up in the school and started her game. But enough about that - she had a giant kid to mess with.

          “Hey big guy, why are you so uncomfortable around my cute little plushie? The minute I pulled him out, you suddenly went super stiff. It isn’t weird for a girl like me to have a stuffed animal - is it? He’s super cute and super soft too, and I made him myself. My own original character you might say!” Wandering around with her cute little teddy had been out of sheer boredom and this meeting a simple coincidence, for the little bear reminded her of when she had it all, but seeing someone get so frightened at the sight of a simple plush toy of her mascot was honestly hilarious. She was going to milk it for all it was worth.