Word count: 617
Author’s notes: After a long trial, you’re outed as the mastermind. This is the way everyone reacted after finding out. (Mixed games, with some characters alive even if they died canonically.) Chihiro is referred to with he/him pronouns.
I’ve actually had this written for a while, but I wasn’t sure if anyone would like it, so to give you a little extra content while I work on the requests, here you go :)
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"Aw, it must suck to be in your position right now, doesn't it?" You asked, smugly.
"Why... Why would you-?" Kokichi yelled, through tears.
"Why would I work for them? Why would I betray you? Or perhaps were you going to ask 'Why would you help us through all those trials and lead us all on?'" You questioned calmly, smiling.
He stayed silent; Waiting for you to answer the questions you'd, seemingly, read their minds and threw out.
Before answering, you looked at your "fellow classmates" around you. Kokichi was in rage-filled tears, Nagito was staring at the ground. Makoto had his eyes squeezed shut. Chihiro had tears pooling down his face, in shock. The portraits of all your late classmates stood around the circle, completely unaware of all the lies you'd told them during your time in this game.
"ANSWER ME" Kokichi screamed again.
Getting another rise out of him was exactly what you were trying to do when you left those questions up in the air. It made you grin wider.
You just shrugged, still smiling.
"Why do you think I would betray you? What would lead me to do such a thing and feel not a twinge of remorse? You're a liar too, are you not? So maybe you can figure out my reasoning for doing what I did."
He just clenched his fists. He had no idea why you would do it.
You laughed and then slowly left your podium, walking to the one directly across from yours; where Kokichi stood.
"Aw, don't look so upset. I made this game a little more fun for doing all of this, didn't I?" You cooed, reaching for his hand, but in response he backed up and slapped your hand away.
You just fake pouted for a moment.
"Well, at least you should be glad that you figured out that I'm the mastermind before voting for the wrong person." You crossed your arms. Though you were still smug, trying to get a reaction out of all of them this time.
"Makoto, can you believe I was this close to framing you and getting away with it?" You sighed.
You went back to your podium. "I guess we should get on with voting then, huh?" You said, seeming completely unbothered by the fact that you were about to be executed.
As expected, everyone voted for you. Except for one.
That’s when Monokuma piped in,
"Wow! I can't believe it. Who didn't vote for Y/N after all those theatrics, hmm?? It's a good thing everyone else could agree though! Upupupupupu!"
You looked up from your voting tablet.
Walking back over to Kokichi, you shook his hand.
"I wish you luck. Perhaps everything will work out well in the end." You said.
"UUunfortunately,” Monokuma interrupted, "you all voted INCORRECTLY, besides Y/N, who rightfully voted Kokichi! However, because you got the majority votes, you still die with the rest of them, regardless of if you voted correctly or not!" Monokuma started laughing maniacally. "And Kokichi, because you successfully got away with it, you can walk free! Even though you voted incorrectly... But I'll let it slide! AHAHahahahahhah"
"Wh-What? We voted... Wrong?" Chihiro said, more tears flowing out. Not only had he been betrayed by two close friends, but they were working together to get them all killed?
"I.. Can't believe you two. What could've possibly led you to do such a thing?" Makoto spat out, though he seemed more disappointed and scared, than angry.
"They should call you the ultimate actor, Y/N! That was an amazing performance! Our plan worked like a charm!" Kokichi said, seeming incredibly proud.
You just nodded and smiled.
"IIIIT'S PUNISHMENT TIIIIIMEE!!"
Word count: 740
Author’s notes: Trigger warning for bl//od and de//th, nobody asked for this, I just felt like writing something angsty. May be a little out of character.
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You two searched the room cautiously. To lighten the mood, and Kokichi being Kokichi, you joked around while you did so.
Unfortunately for you, the risky joke you'd just made didn't end up getting a laugh out of Kokichi. In fact, it ended with you laying in a pool of blood. Your own blood.
"Y/N!" Kokichi yelled out, as he ran to your side.
"I guess that one wasn't funny, huh?" You said, chuckling which led to you coughing, more blood coming from your stomach wound and some coming out your mouth.
You were in too much shock to realize that that wasn't an appropriate reaction to getting stabbed through your back and out your stomach. You're not sure what exactly prompted the knife, or sword, or whatever it was, to stab you; but it sure as shit hurt. Your wounds started to burn.
"Why are you worried about it being funny? You're gonna- You-" Kokichi couldn't keep his usual cheerful demeanor. He started tearing up. He didn't even play it off as fake tears, either.
He tried to shake off the tears and took off his beloved scarf to press onto your stomach, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Sorry, this probably hurts..." He said while still putting pressure.
It didn't do much, other than soaking his scarf in crimson.
My vision started getting blurry. There was nobody else to help you two out of this situation. You were the only ones here. Your eyelids started to get heavy.
"DAMN IT KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN!" He yelled.
"A-Ah. Sorry.." You trailed off. You started to feel light headed and a little dizzy.
"Don't.. Don't leave me here alone. Please." He whispered.
"Awwh you... You care about m..me..?" You said, smiling. You were still trying to lighten the mood.
You started to feel incredibly cold, but at the same time your back and stomach still felt like they were on fire.
"So.. Cold?" You questioned weakly; though it wasn't really a question. More like an observation that you weren't quite sure of. "I'm.. I'm okay. Right? I'll fall a..sleep and... then I'll w..ake up in a hos..pital bed completely fine, just... just like in movies.." The pressure Kokichi was putting on your stomach, and the burning/freezing feeling in your wounds made you want to scream, but you didn't have the strength to do so.
"No- I- You... Yeah. You're gonna be fine. Just don't fall asleep between now and then, okay?" He said, trying to give you an encouraging smile, though the tears streaming down his face didn't back it up. He seemed to be agreeing so you'd be more likely to agree and go along with what he's saying. And even though he knows you probably won't make it through this, he doesn't want you to die afraid.
"M..Maybe just a.. Short... nap?" You said, your eyes drooping shut again.
"NO! Keep them open, alright?.. Count the tiles on the ceiling. Tell me how many there are near us." He said as he started taking off his shirt, to use to wrap around you, hopefully to stop the bleeding from *both* wounds.
"W..One... two, th..three, fou....r." Your eyes got too heavy now. Kokichi tried to wrap his shirt around you without moving you too much. It made you suck in air through your teeth.
"Keep counting." He said, not looking you in the eye, too focused on trying to find anything else around to help keep pressure.
"J..ust a little... nap.. first...." You said taking a deep breath.
Kokichi seemed to give up, knowing you didn't have much time left. He sat next to you and grabbed your hand, even though you guys were just friends working together to escape, he still wanted to give you as much comfort as he could in your final moments. He didn’t know why he wanted to do that for you, but he did it anyway
"Okay.. Just a *sniff* short nap, and then get back to counting... Thank you so much for being my friend. I never thanked you sooner.." He tried to smile at you but the severity of the situation was so much harder than any other death or dead body you two have had to see and investigate before. You were his only friend through thick and thin.
Little did he know, you hadn't heard most of his last statement.