Danganronpa: Pets Together

“Ughhh,” Blueberry groaned. “H-hm? Where am I?” Blueberry hopped off the bed. “Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm…”

He looked around the room. “Is there even a key? Where am I?” The claustrophobic young lizard straightened his skirt. “Ummmmmmmmm, key? Key? Key?”

He looked at the bed where he was. “Oh? A bunk bed?” He jumped really high then: he was at the top! At the bottom there was a green on green lizard. He was snoring. “Ummmmmm… w-who are you?” Blueberry stuttered.

“Hm? You don’t know me? Me name is Clover!” He seemed like a happy bud. But… not the *best* grammar.

“No.. I don’t know you.” Blueberry responded.

“Well, now you know me! Me hope you and me can be the BESTEST of friends! After all, we’re *roooooomates!*” Clover added the last bit with a jingle. “Me just confused how you do not know the bestest leader.”

Blueberry nodded. “That’s right. I don’t.”

Blueberry scanned Clover. *Oh.* He can’t remember anything.

“Me is the ultimate *anthropologist* and that make me the best!” He puffed out his chest.

“Oh.” Then the door opened up.

“Riiiiiise and shine!” Said a squeaky voice, he turned around. Blueberry looked down and saw the CUTEST sugar glider. “AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” he cooed. “You are just *so* adorable!”

“Me? Adorable? Oh, how optimistic. I am, after all, your worst night mare!”

Clover laughed. “No, me worst nightmare is ghosts!”

The red sugar glider rolled his eyes. “NO! You were supposed to SCREAM! YELL YOUR LUNGS OUT YOU LIL’ FETUS—!”

Clover giggled. Blueberry slapped Clover. “You’re supposed to be *serious!* He might kill us.”

“Well, I am Mars, your headmaster. You may *only* get out when you tell me your ultimate.”

Blueberry was nervous. “W-well, M-Mars…” he stuttered. “I- *my* ultimate is the ultimate… I forgot.”

“Ah, forgot? Pfft, my brain-washing device must’ve deleted too much memory on your brain. Welcome, ultimate swimmer!”

“Uh, thanks?” Blueberry sighed walking out of the entrance.

“I-“ he said as he looked around. He heard a growl.

Blueberry jumped back and saw Clover.

“Chill, C-clover! We’re in a life threatening situation!” A brown on brown lizard said.

“Me no like you! Me no care!” He “shook his head. “Why you are here, Dusk? You so mean! Me no like you!”

Dusk shuddered. “Don’t give me a brain-freeze again..”

“Oh, me won’t!” Clover yelled. Everyone was staring.

*Staring is rude, Blueberry.* A soothing voice floated through his head. *Peaches..* His sister. He was afraid of his own parents: they tried killing him. Peaches was favored and the reason he was still alive and well. “I miss Peaches..” he said out loud while the two siblings fought. The siblings seemed to still remember each other.

A purple on purple lizard hopped in front of both. “Ugh! Don’t even dare attack him, Clover. You’ll embarrass me, for like, life.”

“Shut up, Lavender! Get embarrassed for life!” Dusk yelled. Lavender shut up.

Clover leaped on the brown lizard. “Save your life and leave!”

Mars looked at both. “Why not fight to the death?”

“NO!” both yelled in unison.

“And *why* not?” Mars whispered.

“Because me think that is really mean!” Clover quietly murmured.

Dusk was amused. “Why don’t *you* fight, you weak glider?” He challenged.

Mars flew to his throne. “How amusing,” he grinned creepily. The glider’s squeaky voice went deep fast.

Dusk blinked. He stepped back.

“Pawfect,” Mars said, back in his normal voice. “Good that you learned! Violence against the headmaster is *not* tolerated in any shape or form.”

*Why won’t Dusk just shut up? He’s probably mean.*

Later, after meeting all 18 students, Blueberry went to his dorm room. Clover was asleep. *Huh?* Blueberry checked his Marpad. *Oh. It’s 9.* Blueberry grabbed a book. “All about Danganronpa” was the title of the book.

“Hm? Interesting,” Blueberry said aloud, stretching. He curled up and read the book.

*Not much info about the Danganronpas will be given in this book.*

Whatever. Blueberry flipped the page to see something odd:

*Danganronpa games ALWAYS have 16 students.*

There were eighteen? He was so confused!

*This is a killing game. Forced to kill.*

Blueberry didn’t want to kill, he forgot why he was even there!

Blueberry slammed his head on the wall and went to sleep, stressed and sadly as usual.

He dreamt of his comforting sister, Peaches, who’d protect him from his parents. His parents didn’t approve of his wearing skirts and stuff, but Peaches didn’t mind.

He wished Peaches was by his side