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DDLC sans Epiphany - Act 1, Day 5 (Incomplete)

Saturday, September 23

“Mm….”

“I open my eyes slowly.”

“Ugh, what time is it? Is Sayori here today?”

“I reach over to the side of the bed and grab my phone.”

“That’s weird. Sayori normally sends me a text in the morning.”

“Sometimes on weekdays she’ll forget, but she always sends me a text when she wakes up.”

“Even if she goes back to sleep afterward.”

“She texts between 8:00 and 8:30 every Saturday. So why didn’t she text me today?”

“It’s almost noon.”

“Ugh. I shouldn’t have slept in so late. I still have to write that essay, and I’ve got a couple of science questions left, too.”

“Plus, I have to clean my house for tomorrow.” “On the bright side, I feel so alive. Everything feels so….clear. Especially my head. This is the most normal I’ve felt all week, for better or worse.”

“My anxiety is back, and just thinking about tomorrow makes me tense up.”

“But….I still feel kinda excited about it. And it feels more natural than it did the other day.”

“Hm. Guess I should get ready.”

“I sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed. I slide off the bed, pushing my blanket aside.”

“I feel so awake and vivid.”

“I can’t help but smile as I make my bed. It’s not too hard to just put the blankets back under my pillow. I’m just glad to have them.”

“I cross over to the closet, stretching my toes on the carpet.” “Hmmm. Do I want to get dressed? It’s the weekend. But I do have some comfortable clothes.”

“Yes, it would be nice.”

“I grab a dark gray shirt and some soft black pants. They look like pajamas, honestly. But it’s the weekend.”

“I definitely want to take a nice long shower. I feel so sweaty and gross.”

“I can’t remember if I showered last night or not. But a second shower can’t hurt.”

“Wait…can it? Wh-what if-?!”

“Ah, no. I’ve already checked that before. SHE doesn’t check my water bill. I breathe a sigh of relief.”

“So then, a shower it is. That’s a nice way to start off my day.”

“I grab a pair of underwear and head into the bathroom down the hall.”

“It smells good in here. That’s a weird statement, but it’s true. It smells very fresh.”

“I look over and see that the window is cracked. Ah, I guess I must have cracked it. I do love the smell of fresh air.”

“After using the toilet and washing my hands, I strip and turn on the water.” “Hm. Should I brush my teeth first? No, I’ll do that after.”

“My teeth and hair and face come after my shower.”

“Once the water is warm enough, I climb in.”

“I had to close the curtains around the window, so the smell of fresh air isn’t as present anymore. Now it just smells like warm water and steam.”

“Maybe I should smell myself, I start to, but then stop. I don’t want to smell that.”

“I let the water flow over me, and let myself relax.”

“....Ah…..so nice…..”

“Ha, I could stay here for hours.”

“Mmmm…..”

“I’m so content right now. But a rumbling noise makes me open my eyes.”

“Wha- Oh, my stomach. No wonder I wasn’t freaked out.”

“But yeah, I haven’t eaten at all today. No wonder I’m hungry. It must already be noon.”

“I guess I should get out then….I’m disappointed.”

“But…I’ll get to eat. And drying off can be pretty relaxing too.”

“I move to turn off the water.”

“Oh! I forgot to actually wash!”

“I take the bottle of shampoo from next to the handle, and pour some in my hair.”

“I make sure to move my head out of the water before scrubbing.”

“It’s nice to scrub so firmly. It makes me feel strong and stable, and I like the smoothness of the lather.”

“.....I just psychoanalyzed washing my hair.”

“That actually might make a good poem.”

“Wow. The literature club actually is rubbing off on me.”

“I smile, and put my head under the showerhead to rinse it off. The soapy water flows down my back.”

“Seriously, I HAVE to write a poem about this sometime!”

“I pick up the bar of soap and apply it to the washcloth. I give myself a gentle rub all over my body. I don’t want to scratch myself with the coarseness. I make sure to rinse myself off afterward.

“.....”

“Guess I’ve gotta get out now.”

“I give an internal sigh, but reach over and turn the faucet off. I brace myself for the sudden chill. It comes, but the bathroom is still pretty warm.”

“The steam still hangs in the air. I open the shower door and grab the towel from the wall. I step out of the shower and onto the bathmat.”

“I dry off, taking my time, but not wanting to wait too long so the towel doesn’t get all damp and useless.”

“I finish with my body, and use it to quickly dry off my hair. I’m not sure how much it actually does, but it feels good to quickly rub my head like that.”

“It feels like Sayori’s headpats. I guess that’s why I like touching my head and hair. It just feels intimate and sensitive.”

“But only me and Sayori are allowed to do that.”

“Hm, I mean, I think I have other friends now. Natsuki and Yuri definitely couldn’t touch me. I’d have a panic attack for sure.”

“I feel my body tremble a bit at the thought. But I close my and breathe, and finish pulling my shirt down.”

“These pants are cozy, but always a hassle to put on.”

“Now, Monika. The girl I like. Would she be allowed to touch me there? No, I don’t think so. I might even freak out more if she does it.”

“Ah, finally on. Now, on to my teeth. I grab my toothbrush and unscrew the toothpaste cap. I squeeze some out onto the bristles, and set the toothpaste and cap back down.”

“I’ll put the cap back on later. I’m not a slob. I run my toothbrush under the faucet, and then turn it off. I don’t want to be wasteful.”

“I look down at my toothbrush and give a little smile. It’s full of fear and anxiety. Trauma and pain. But it is a smile. It’s a little victory for me. So small, but so reassuring.”

“I start brushing my teeth. The small bit of confidence spreads throughout my body. No one but Sayori would understand why I feel this way. The thought keeps spreading through my head, and it feels like it’s echoing.”

“Ah, my stomach growled again. I should hurry up and eat something.”

“I finish brushing my teeth, swish and spit, and put the toothpaste cap back on. It’s a moderately strong mint flavor.” ….Ha.”

“I run a comb through my hair quickly, because I've realized I’m actually pretty hungry. I put it back in the drawer and quickly exit the bathroom.”

“The wooden floors are a bit cold, but I never wear socks inside. Terrible traction. I hurry down the stairs. I make a sort of galloping noise, and that makes my heart skip a beat.”

“So loud and startling. But at least I’m alone. Right? I stop at the bottom holding my breath. I glance around nervously, then close my eyes and try to listen.”

“I don’t hear anything, so I open my eyes and slowly sneak into the kitchen. Nothing. I feel more relieved, and sneak into the living room nearby. Still nothing.”

“See? I knew it was just my imagination. I breathe a sigh of relief, but then remember a sure-fire way to check. I sneak over to the entryway, quiet as a mouse. I peer over the wall.”

“...Phew. It’s the same as I left it. Not a hair out of place. SHE’d never bother putting everything back exactly how it was. And…”

“I’m not sure if SHE could anyway!”

“I run to the kitchen, in a fit of nervous giggles. Internally of course. I cannot BELIEVE I just thought that! Ahhhh!”

“I can’t help myself from smiling.”

“...What if SHE heard me? My smile becomes pure anxiety. Wait…SHE can’t! SHE can’t read my thoughts!”

“...It’s such a relief to finally say that. I can’t say it out loud. But just for now….I can think it, just a little bit.”

“I get to choose what to have for breakfast. I get to choose how long I shower, and if I leave the water running when brushing my teeth. I can wake up whenever.”

“SHE’S. NOT. HERE.”

“And that’s awesome.”

“I pour myself a bowl of cereal. My favorite brand. And I pour the milk in, too.”

“Wheat Chex, and 1%. Delicious.”

“I eat up. Do I need something else? I mean, right now, it’s 12:21. No, 12:22. Just changed. This is breakfast. But should I eat lunch? I guess I’ll see how I feel. Since I can do that.”

“I finish slurping up the rest of the milk, and put my bowl and spoon in the sink. I put the cereal in the pantry, and the milk in the fridge.”

“What do I do now?”

“I spend the rest of the day

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DDLC sans Epiphany - Act 1, Day 4

Friday, September 22

“....mmmm.”

“It’s morning already?”

“Huh.”

“Strange dream last night.”

“I already wrote my poem last night, didn’t I?”

“Yeah….And I cleaned my room.”

“It looks a lot better now. I even took the trash out.”

“I feel so strong. Like a different person.”

“Hm. It feels nice. A bit strange, but nice.”

“I’ve been through a lot. It’s nice to not be me.”

“Everything seems brighter.”

“I cheerily smile, and grab my clothes.”

“I quickly get dressed.”

“I can get breakfast at school.”

“Yeah, I’ll get something from the vending machine!”

“This is Japan, after all! We have a lot of vending machines.”

“I change my mind and grab an apple. I can get something at school on top of this.”

“Feeling amazing, I run to school.”

“The day has gone by fast, but this time, it’s because I was productive!”

“I feel like I’m floating.”

“I stroll into the clubroom.”

Mickey: “Ah! It feels so nice in here!”

Yuri: “Were you practicing piano again?”

Monika: “Yeah, I was….”

Natsuki: “Hey there, Mickey!”

Mickey: “Hey Natsuki, hello everyone.”

“The others greet me cheerfully.”

“Yuri turns to Monika again. I settle down into a desk.”

Yuri: "You must have a lot of determination."

Yuri: "Starting this club, and now picking up piano..."

Monika: "Well, maybe not determination..."

“She glances away with a little smile.”

Monika: "But I guess passion."

Monika: "Remember that the club wouldn't be here if it wasn't for all of you."

Monika: "And I'm super happy that you're all willing to help out for the festival, too!"

Natsuki: "Aaah, I can't wait for the festival!"

Natsuki: "It's gonna be great!"

Monika: "Eh?"

Monika: "Weren't you complaining about it just yesterday, Natsuki?"

“Hm, I do seem to remember that.”

Natsuki: "Well, yeah."

Natsuki: "I'm not talking about our part of the festival."

Natsuki: "But it's a whole day of school where we get to play and eat all kinds of delicious food!"

“....ah….”

“This….is so relaxing. So peaceful.”

“Seeing everyone laughing and talking and having fun.”

“It makes me so happy to be here.”

“It makes me feel like….”

Monika: "That's not how you say my name at all!"

Monika: "Also, that joke makes no sense in translation!”

Natsuki: “...?”

Monika: “Huh?”

Monika: “I mean, I don’t care about how it translates.”

Monika: “It doesn’t matter.”

Monika: “I guess I’m still thinking about English class, ahaha.”

Monika: "Let's just focus on our own event for now, okay?"

Monika: “Instead of making bad puns.”

Natsuki: "Ehehe."

Natsuki: "Fine, fine."

Natsuki: "Your reactions aren't as fun as Yuri's or Sayori's, anyway."

Yuri: "Excuse me..."

“Yuri looks a bit offended.”

Mickey: "Where is Sayori, anyway...?"

Mickey: "Oh, there you are."

"Sayori is sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, looking down at nothing."

"I walk over to her."

Mickey: "Hey, Sayori."

“I smile. She doesn’t seem to notice. I wave my hand in front of her face."

Sayori: "Eh--?"

Mickey: "You're spacing out again."

Mickey: “Isn’t that my job?”

Sayori: "A-Ah..."

Sayori: "Ehehe, sorry..."

Sayori: "Don't mind me."

Sayori: "You can go talk to everyone else."

Mickey: "Hmm…"

“I get down on my knees.”

“Why is she so sad?”

Mickey: "Is everything alright?"

Sayori: "O-Of course!"

Sayori: "Why wouldn't it be?"

Mickey: “Sayori….”

“I give her a stern look.”

Mickey: “Don’t lie to me.”

Sayori: "I’m not! I'm fine, see?"

"Sayori shows me a big smile."

Sayori: "Don't let me distract you from having fun with everyone."

Mickey: “Sayori….”

“She looks away.”

Mickey: “Why won’t you talk to me….?”

Sayori: “There’s nothing to talk about.”

Sayori: “I promise…”

“Her voice is a hoarse whisper.”

“I sit next to her.”

Mickey: “Okay.”

Sayori: “Mickey, please…”

Mickey: “You’re always being there for me. Just let me sit with you.”

“Sayori stands up. Her gaze looks…intense. I can’t tell what it is, but she’s definitely feeling or thinking something very strongly.”

Sayori: “I need to go to the bathroom.”

Sayori: “Please, Mickey….Don’t follow me.”

“She leaves the room.”

“Sayori….”

“I look back at the others, but they’ve already dispersed, and are going about their usual activities.”

“All except Monika. She’s staring out the door where Sayori left. She looks worried too.”

"Maybe I should ask Monika if she's noticed anything about Sayori recently..."

"Since they've been preparing for the festival, they must be spending a lot of time together."

“I walk over to her.”

Mickey: “Monika?”

Monika: “Hm? Mickey?”

“She gives me a small smile, but I can tell she’s distracted. She won’t even look at me.”

Monika: “Hello, Mickey. What’s up?”

Mickey: “Have you noticed it too?”

Monika: “Hm?”

“She tries to focus her eyes on me.”

Mickey: “Sayori.”

“She stops smiling and looks me dead in the eye.”

Monika: “Sayori…?”

Mickey: “Yeah. She seems really down today. Have you noticed anything about that?”

Monika: “Yeah. She’s been….off recently.”

Monika: “I was worried I was overthinking it. That’s what she told me.”

Monika: “But I guess I wasn’t. Not if you’ve noticed it too.”

Monika: “I thought I could make her feel better.”

Monika: “I wanted to make her feel better.”

Monika: “But….”

“She looks down at the ground.”

Monika: “How do I talk to her? How do I talk to anyone? I’m terrible with people. I never know what to say.”

Mickey: “Yeah, me neither. Sayori’s the smart one.”

Mickey: “....”

Mickey: “She won’t talk to me. I don’t know why.”

“Monika looks back up.”

Monika: “She won’t?”

Mickey: “I don’t know what’s going on. We always talk to each other. We promised.”

Mickey: “She’s breaking our promise.”

Mickey: “I’m trying to stay positive, because I’ve broken it before myself a couple of times.”

Monika: “Do you think it has something to do with you?”

Mickey: “With…me?”

Monika: “Maybe that’s why she doesn’t want to talk to you about it. Because she’s…”

“Monika stops for a second. I think she’s realized something.”

Monika: “....worried about how you might react...”

Mickey: “Monika?”

Monika: “Ah! Right!”

Monika: “N-now’s not the time to be thinking about that!”

Monika: “All that matters is that Sayori’s sad. And we don’t want that.”

Mickey: “Can you talk to her?”

Monika: “Huh? Me?”

Mickey: “You’re her other best friend.”

Monika: “R-really?”

Mickey: “She talks to me about you all the time. I can tell you two are very close.”

Mickey: “If she won’t talk to me, maybe she’ll talk to you.”

Monika: “....right.”

Monika: “Right!”

Monika: “Okay, I’ll try.”

“She looks determined.”

Mickey: “She said the bathroom, but I don’t know if she was telling the truth.”

Monika: “Don’t worry. I’ll find her.”

“Monika confidently marches out of the room.”

“Well….”

“Now what?”

“I can’t do anything else.”

“I guess I just have to wait for Sayori and Monika to get back.”

“Oh, didn’t Sayori say I should hang out with Yuri?”

“Well, I guess there’s no time like the present.”

“I walk over to where Yuri is sitting.”

“But when I turn over to her, I notice that she’s already staring at me.”

“She catches my eye and quickly blushes and looks away.”

“Did she want to tell me something?”

“I cross over to her desk.”

Yuri: “I…I’m sorry…”

Yuri: "I didn't mean to bother you or anything..."

Mickey: "Relax, you didn't even do anything."

Yuri: "But..."

Yuri: "I could tell that you wanted to be alone with your thoughts..."

Mickey: "Alone with my thoughts...?"

Mickey: "How were you even able to tell that I was thinking like that?"

Yuri: "Well..."

Yuri: "It's something that I do a lot..."

Yuri: "So it wasn't hard for me to spot based on your posture and expression."

Yuri: "N-Not that I was staring or anything...!"

Yuri: "I didn't do anything creepy like that...!"

Mickey: “Oh, uh, it’s okay….”

Mickey: “Sometimes your eyes just wander, and you accidentally stare….”

Yuri: “Yeah….”

“We’re silent for a moment.”

Mickey: "In any case, you were right."

Mickey: “I was pretty deep in thought….”

Mickey: “Sorry if I made you worry, or think something was wrong.”

Yuri: "Don't apologize..."

Yuri: "Your troubles are only the concern of those who willingly share in that concern."

Yuri: "Of course, there are certainly those who find the most comfort in keeping to themselves..."

“...I have no idea what she’s saying.”

Yuri: "But if you would prefer to share what's on your mind, then I would be glad to listen."

“Now that I understood!”

Mickey: "Ah, it's really not that big of a deal..."

Mickey: “Well, probably not to you.”

Mickey: “I was just worrying about Sayori."

Yuri: "Sayori...?"

Mickey: “She seemed really sad today. And she wouldn’t talk to me about it.”

Mickey: “I hope nothing happened to her….”

Yuri: “Happened?”

Mickey: “Yeah, maybe like a nightmare, or….”

Mickey: “Never mind. It’s stupid anyway.”

Yuri: “I think it’s quite romantic.”

Mickey: “Wh-what?”

Yuri: "S-Sorry!"

Yuri: "I didn't mean to say something stupid...!"

“She’s very flustered.”

Mickey: “No it’s not-”

Mickey: “I mean-!”

Mickey: “...It’s Sayori. Sayori!”

Mickey: “I’ve known her forever.”

Mickey: “I’ve…I’ve never even…”

Mickey: “I’ve never even thought of thinking of her that way!”

Mickey: “I mean…..it’s Sayori.”

“I sit in silence for a while.”

Mickey: “I’ve known her all my life.”

Yuri: "I see…”

Yuri: “Sorry…for assuming…”

Mickey: “It’s fine.”

Yuri: "Perhaps it is unusual for her to be dismissive to you about her feelings..."

Mickey: “Am I overthinking this? I…I’ve always been really in my head.”

“And my head has been weird lately.”

Yuri: "Mickey..."

Yuri: "The world is full of meaning, often hidden deep beneath plain sight."

Yuri: "And there are many untold mysteries behind every person, no matter how well you may know them."

Mickey: "Insightful.”

Yuri: “O-oh, not really.”

Mickey: “You think that there might be something behind it after all?"

Yuri: "Mm..."

“Yuri hesitates before she speaks, biting her pursing her lips thoughtfully.”

“She speaks up, calmly and slowly, yet surely.”

Yuri: "I think that Sayori is a very complex person."

Yuri: "Her mannerisms on the outside don't always match what may be going on inside her head..."

Yuri: "And she may not always know what she wants."

Yuri: "I noticed her strange behavior today, too..."

Yuri: "And I also feel some concern for her."

Yuri: "But in your case, it looked like she was fully occupying your thoughts, wasn't she?"

Mickey: "Well..."

Mickey: "I guess that was the case."

Yuri: "Sayori..."

Yuri: "She really...means a lot to you, doesn't she?"

Mickey: “She’s everything to me.”

Mickey: “Ah, but not like that!”

Mickey: "We're just good friends, that's all..."

Mickey: “She’s even closer than family.”

Yuri: "..."

"Yuri suddenly looks deeply into my eyes."

"Her expression is gentle and curious, as if she was searching for something."

“Reminds me a bit of Sayori.”

“I keep eye contact. It’s strange, I’m normally so scared of this stuff…” “...But just for a moment. I feel safe. I feel held.”

“...I feel cared for.”

“Yuri finally breaks the silence, and eye contact.”

Yuri: "Sometimes..."

Yuri: "A person's mysteries are untold even to themselves."

Yuri: "And you, as someone honest and caring..."

Yuri: "May uncover feelings you weren't aware were in you."

“We’re silent for a moment. So deep.”

“Yuri suddenly gets embarrassed.”

Yuri: "T-That is..."

Yuri: "I think that..."

Yuri: "She would be a very fortunate person..."

Yuri: "To have you...feel that way about her."

Yuri: “I-I’m sorry, I’m not sure why I said all that.”

Yuri: “It’s so hot in here!”

“Her face is flushed.”

Mickey: “Y-yuri, wait!”

Yuri: “Huh?”

Mickey: “Um…I….”

Mickey: “First of all, thank you…”

Mickey: “A-and-!”

Mickey: “The…the reason I came over here was to spend time with you!”

Yuri: “W-with me?”

Mickey: “Sayori said I should try to make friends with you, and….”

Mickey: “Well, I think we have a lot more in common than I first thought.”

Yuri: “A-are you sure? Maybe you should try to talk to Sayori….”

Mickey: “I can’t.”

Mickey: “She said she didn’t wanna talk, and left. Monika’s talking to her.”

Yuri: “W-well, I guess….”

Yuri: “If…you really want to….”

Yuri: “.....”

Mickey: “.....”

Mickey: “So….”

Yuri: “Um, yeah.”

Mickey: “....”

Yuri: “....”

Mickey: “I guess we have this in common. Not knowing how to talk to people.”

Yuri: “Ahaha!”

“We smile.”

Mickey: “So….what are you reading?”

Yuri: “Oh! Yes! We can discuss that book I got you.”

Yuri: “I-I mean…If you want to….”

Mickey: “Yeah, let me go get it.”

“I grab the book from my bag.”

Mickey: “I….haven’t read it yet. Sorry.”

Yuri: “Ah, that’s alright-!”

Mickey: “I’ve just been staying up late writing poems and doing homework-!”

Yuri: “No, no, I get it!”

Yuri: “Life can get so busy sometimes.”

Mickey: “...”

Mickey: “Well….yesterday, me and Natsuki read together. Maybe…we can do the same?”

Yuri: “Ah, together?”

Yuri: “Um….”

“I notice she’s blushing again.” Mickey: “Y-y’know, or not!”

Yuri: “Ah, no!”

Yuri: “I’m just….”

Yuri: “I’ve been feeling a bit feverish lately. I don’t want you to catch it.”

“Ah. Her too?”

Mickey: “Well, I haven’t been feeling the greatest either.”

Mickey: “So, I don’t think we can get each other sick.”

Yuri: “.....L…..L-l…..”

“Yuri stutters, seemimng choked up.”

Mickey: “Y-yeah?”

“My voice is a little tight too.”

“She gets up and grabs us both a glass of water. We drink. It definitely helped.”

Yuri: “mmm.”

Yuri: “Logically, that makes no sense, but….”

Yuri: “...I feel inclined to agree.”

Mickey: “Maybe we should just read before the fever makes us any more delirious.”

“Yuri nods and pulls out the book.”

“I look at the cover and instantly become nauseous.”

“It’s just an ominous looking eye.”

Yuri: “M-mickey….?”

Mickey: “I’m sorry. I feel….”

“I stare at the book and start shaking.”

Mickey: “....sick.”

“I squeeze my eyes shut tight, and hold my breath, tensing up.”

Yuri: “Why….?”

“My breathing is shaky.”

“I hear a small thud.”

“I open my eyes. The book is on the floor next to the wall. Yuri’s arm is out towards it.”

Mickey: “D…did you throw that?”

Yuri: “I did.”

“She looks like she surprised herself.”

Yuri: “I threw….a book.”

Yuri: “I threw….my favorite book….across the room….”

Yuri: “And….I feel better.”

Yuri: “As in….physically healthier.”

Yuri: “How do you feel?”

“I’m silent for a moment. Is Yuri in shock? It feels like it.”

Mickey: “Yeah, a bit. Thanks for snapping me out of it.”

“We stare at each other incredulously for a little.”

Yuri: “Are we…?”

Mickey: “Allergic to the book?”

Yuri: “What?”

Mickey: “Are we allergic to the book?”

Yuri: “Are we allergic to books? No, I don’t think so…”

Mickey: “Not all books. Just that one. Portrait of Markov.”

Yuri: “Are we allergic to Portrait of Markov?”

“Yuri stares at me, confused. Then she sees in my eyes that I’m doing a bit. Hers light up in recognition.”

Yuri: “Hm…a valid theory, however….”

Yuri: “There’s nothing special about that book. No special ink used.”

Mickey: “Maybe it has some sort of parasite hovering over it. Like in those ancient Egyptian tombs.”

Yuri: “Hm, but why would the parasite activate now? I’ve had this book for years. The timing is all off.”

“She shakes her head dismissively.”

Mickey: “Maybe they only activate when two of them are together. They activated because you got both books.”

Yuri: “But then wouldn’t it only affect one of us?”

Mickey: “It could be-”

Yuri: “And it can’t be that contagious otherwise Natsuki and Monika and Sayori would all have it?”

Mickey: “How do we know they don’t?”

Yuri: “I’ve seen Natsuki sick. Trust me, she’s not.”

Mickey: “Alright then….”

Mickey: “Maybe you’re allergic to me, and I’m allergic to the book? And our symptoms just happen to be similar?”

Yuri: “Pfft-”

“Yuri stifles a laugh.”

Yuri: “How would I be allergic to you?”

Yuri: “Unless….you have the same parasite as the book….”

Mickey: “What? How would I get it?”

“Yuri gasps dramatically.”

Yuri: “Mickey, what if….”

Yuri: “You ARE the book?!”

Mickey: “N-no!”

Mickey: “Noooooooo!”

“I wail dramatically. Me and Yuri look at each other and burst out laughing.”

Yuri: “Ahahahahaha!”

Mickey: “Hahahahaha!”

Yuri: “Oh my….that was…”

Mickey: “That was fun!”

“Yuri nods sweetly.”

Mickey: “We should do that again sometime.”

Yuri: “Yes….we should….”

“Monika walks back into the room.”

Mickey: “Ah-!”

“I stand up.”

Mickey: “Sorry, I have to go ask her about Sayori.”

Yuri: “I understand. Go ahead.”

“I run over to Monika.”

Mickey: “M-Monika..!”

Mickey: “How is she?”

Monika: “She’s….”

“She won’t meet my gaze.”

Monika: “She decided to go home early today.”

Monika: “I talked to her, but I think she just needs to process what’s on her mind.”

Mickey: “Oh….”

Monika: “It’s not my place to tell you what we talked about. But…just let her know that you’re ready for when she wants to talk, alright?”

Mickey: “....okay. Thank you, Monika.”

Monika: “No problem.”

“Monika calls us to share poems, but I’m not even surprised that I can’t pay attention.”

“I’m way too worried about Sayori. It doesn’t feel right without her here.”

Monika: "...Okay, you three!"

“Monika snaps me back to reality.”

Monika: "We're all done sharing poems, right?"

Monika: "Why don't we start figuring out--"

Natsuki: "Hold on a second!"

Natsuki: "Is it just me, or did you say something strange just now?"

“Something strange?”

Monika: "Eh...?"

Mickey: “I didn’t hear anything…”

Monika: “What do you mean, Natsuki?”

Yuri: "Something did sound a bit unusual..."

Yuri: "That's right."

Yuri: "You deviated from your usual catchphrase when addressing the club."

Monika: "C-Catchphrase?"

Monika: "I don't have a catchphrase..."

Monika: “...and wait, are you saying “Okay, everyone” is my catchphrase?”

Monika: “That’s the dumbest catchphrase I’ve ever heard.”

Natsuki: "Jeez..."

Natsuki: "Why is the mood so weird today?"

Natsuki: "Look, even Yuri isn't immune to it."

“I woke up feeling great, too. Guess it couldn’t last.”

Yuri: "Uu..."

Yuri: "Stagnating air is common foreshadowing that something terrible is about to happen..."

Mickey: “D-don’t say something like that!"

Mickey: "The only thing different is that Sayori isn't here."

Mickey: “So….”

Mickey: “N-nothing bad’s going to happen! To any of us! Okay?!”

Yuri: "Ah..."

“Yuri notices how worked up I’m getting.”

Yuri: "...You're right."

Yuri: “It’s probably just stuffy in here.”

Monika: "Sigh..."

Monika: "But Sayori always helps lighten the mood a little bit, doesn't she?"

Monika: "It's almost like everyone's balance is thrown off a little when she's not around..."

Natsuki: "Where the heck did she run off to, anyway?"

Natsuki: "I thought she just went to pee."

Yuri: "Natsuki, please show some decency..."

Natsuki: "Oh, come on."

Monika: "Ah, she actually wasn't feeling too well and went home early..."

“Monika looks sad.”

Yuri: "Is that so...?"

“Yuri furrows her brow in worry.”

Yuri: "I hope she's alright..."

“....Me too.”

Natsuki: "Seriously?"

“Natsuki turns to me.”

Natsuki: "Of all the times to not go home with her, you pick the time she's not feeling well?"

Natsuki: "So much for you two being all lovey-dovey."

Mickey: "Ah--no!"

Mickey: “D-don’t tease me like that!”

Mickey: “We…we aren’t….”

Mickey: “Uuuu….”

Monika: "Calm down, guys...!"

Monika: "I talked to her earlier, and everything is fine."

Monika: “Well…..”

“She looks away sadly.”

Monika: “She just needs a little bit of time, that’s all.”

Monika: "Anyway, we need to figure out the rest of the festival preparations, so..."

Monika: "Let's decide what everyone will be doing this weekend."

Natsuki: "I already know what I’m doing!"

Monika: "That's right."

Monika: “Natsuki will be making cupcakes."

Monika: "But we might need a lot of them, and different flavors..."

Monika: "Can you handle that all by yourself, Natsuki?"

Monika: "Challenge accepted!"

Monika: "And as for myself..."

Monika: "I'm going to be printing and assembling all the poetry pamphlets."

Monika: "Sayori will be helping me design them."

Monika: "And as for Yuri..."

Monika: "..."

Monika: "Yuri, you can..."

Monika: "Ah... Um..."

Natsuki: "...?"

Monika: "Guys..."

Monika: "Can you help me come up with something for Yuri...?"

Mickey: “Atmosphere.”

Monika: “Huh?”

“I blurted it out before I could even think.”

Yuri: “Atmosphere…?”

Yuri: “Like, decorations to set the mood, and stuff?”

Mickey: “Um…yes.”

Yuri: “....Actually, I really like that idea.”

"Yuri's expression suddenly changes as she stares at her desk in focus and starts nodding to herself."

“She’s already on top of it.”

Monika: "That's great!"

Monika: "You'll be a wonderful help, Yuri."

Monika: "But anyway..."

Monika: "That just leaves you, Mickey."

Mickey: “Um, I’m not really good at anything….”

Monika: “Hm. Well….”

Monika: "Both Natsuki and Yuri have some pretty heavy tasks to handle."

Monika: "It would probably go a long way to give one of them a hand."

Monika: “Or you could help me~”

“Is….Is Monika flirting with me? She blinks her eyes in confusion.”

Monika: “Wow, that sounded really flirty. That was NOT my intention.”

Natsuki: “Yeah, I thought you were gay?”

Monika: “I am! And I don’t even need his help anyway.”

Monika: “Me and Sayori have the pamphlets handled.”

“She smiles sweetly.”

Mickey: “Wait, I have to work over the weekend?”

“Yuri chuckles.”

Natsuki: “Um, yeah! This club is serious business, you know?”

Yuri: “F-for the record! I…would really like some help.”

“Yuri blushes.”

Yuri: “I-it’s so hot in here….!”

Natsuki: “H-hang on! I’ve got a lot of baking to do, so….”

Natsuki: “I….could use…some help.”

“Natsuki mumbles under her breath.”

Yuri: “Ah, really? But-”

“Oh no, are they going to fight again?”

“Monika seems to notice my fear and quickly steps in.”

Monika: “Guys, guys! Settle down!”

Monika: “In the end, it’s Mickey’s choice.”

Monika: “And we’ll RESPECT that, whatever it is.”

“She glares slightly at the club members. The others nod.”

Yuri: “Right….”

Natsuki: “Whatever you choose, we’ll be fine with it.”

“They both smile gently at me.”

Mickey: “What if….I help both of you?”

Yuri and Natsuki: “Huh?”

“I have to help one of them, but I don’t really want to choose.”

Mickey: “We could work at my house. I’m more comfortable there anyway. And I have a nice kitchen.”

“Natsuki perks up.”

Mickey: “But not a lot of baking supplies.”

Natsuki: “I can bring them.”

Mickey: “And there’s plenty of space to work on the atmosphere stuff.”

“Yuri smiles.”

Monika: “Great! Now, Natsuki, you should probably bake the cupcakes on Sunday, so they’re fresh for the festival.”

Monika: “So Yuri, you think that you can help on Saturday? Oh, if that’s okay with you, Mickey.”

Mickey: “Um…”

Yuri: “Actually can I come over on Sunday too?” Natsuki: “Hm? Why?”

Yuri: “Well, I need some time to decide what I’m going to do, and to buy the supplies.”

Natsuki: “That makes sense. And we’ll be able to help each other out too.”

Natsuki: “Oh, that’s not going to be too overwhelming for you, is it?”

“Natsuki turns to me with a concerned look.”

“I don’t know why I’m being so bold and outgoing lately.”

Mickey: “No, that’s okay. I’ll be able to clean my house on Saturday in that case.”

Monika: “Great! Now, you three should exchange phone numbers, so you know when to get in contact with each other.”

“We pass around our phones and put our numbers in them. Then, we all head out the door.”

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DDLC sans Epiphany - Act 1, Day 3

Thursday, September 21

“Ah, I overslept a little, but that was on purpose.”

“I didn’t want to zone out again during poem sharing, and I’ve still got plenty of time.”

“I can get lunch at school. And I can skip breakfast.”

“I just need to hurry and get to school.”

“Wow, I got here fast.”

“I can’t wait for the club! My poem is really good!”

“The school day seems to fly by. I think I zoned out for most of it, but I’m here now, and I’m excited.”

“I step into the literature club, and spot Sayori already there.”

Sayori: "Oh! Hi Mickey!"

Sayori: “I was wondering if I should come get you.”

Mickey: “Well, I made it here on my own.”

“It looks like she’s in a good mood today."

Sayori: "Ehehe~"

Mickey: “Why are you so happy today, Sayori?”

Sayori: “I’m just happy you’re here, that’s all.”

“Classic Sayori. Simple and sweet.”

Sayori: "Speaking of food..."

Mickey: “No one said anything about food.”

Sayori: “Well, I did.”

Sayori: "I'm kinda hungry. Will you come with me to buy a snack?"

Mickey: “So you can steal money off of me again. No way.”

Sayori: “I wouldn’t do that!”

Mickey: “You always do that!”

Mickey: “You’re always….taking advantage of me….”

Mickey: “Of me….and my money….”

“I tease her, putting the emphasis in being overdramatic.”

Sayori: “Uuuu…”

Sayori: “I’m sorry! I surrender!”

Mickey: “How could you, Sayori? Why….?”

Mickey: “You should buy me a snack to make up for it.”

Sayori: “Hey! Quit trying to guilt trip me!”

Mickey: "But you deserve this. You owe me.”

Mickey: “Like, you actually owe me a lot of money.”

Sayori: “What about forgiving debts between friends?”

Mickey: “You aren’t my friend. I HATE YOU!”

“I mimic Anakin Skywalker, a reference we’ll both get.”

Sayori: “Nooooooo!”

“She cries out like Luke. We both chuckle.”

“I notice Yuri looking at us and smiling. She notices me and blushes.”

Yuri: "A-Ah!"

Yuri: "I wasn't looking at you or anything--!"

Yuri: "It was just...a coincidence…"

Sayori: "Yuriiii..."

Sayori: "Tell Mickey to let me borrow some money..."

Yuri: "That's--!"

Yuri: "Don't get me involved like that, Sayori..."

Yuri: "Besides..."

Yuri: "You should only buy what you can responsibly afford..."

Yuri: "And frankly, after pulling a mischievous little stunt like that, your suffering is fair enough retribution."

“....Nerd.”

“Not that that’s a bad thing.”

Yuri: "Ah--!"

Yuri: "Did I just..."

Sayori: “Your words wound me, Yuri.”

Yuri: "I-I didn't mean that!!"

Yuri: "I got too absorbed into my book..."

Yuri: "Uu..."

“She covers her red face with her book.”

Sayori: "Ahaha!"

Sayori: “I’m just teasing you.”

Sayori: "I really like when you speak your mind, Yuri."

Sayori: "It doesn't happen much, but it's a fun side of you!"

Yuri: "That's..."

Yuri: “Don’t tease me like that….”

Sayori: “I’m not! I’m serious!”

Yuri: "There's no way you could think that..."

“Yuri mutters, under her breath. I don’t think Sayori heard her.”

“I get how she feels, though. I’m there every day.”

Sayori: "You’re right, though..."

Sayori: "I did something bad and now I have to accept the punishment for my crimes.”

Mickey: “Jail for 100 years.”

Sayori: “Noooo!”

Sayori: “But then I won’t be able to talk to you.”

Sayori: “I’ll be lonely.”

“She pouts.”

Mickey: “You’d befriend the inmates and guards for sure.”

Sayori: “Aw, but you’re my best friend!”

Mickey: “Well then, guess you should never go to jail in real life either. Cause I’ll miss you too much.”

Sayori: “No promises`”

Yuri: "I guess there's a little devil inside all of us, huh, Sayori?"

“Sayori makes the >:) face. That is the best way to describe it.”

Mickey: "Don't let her fool you."

Mickey: “Sayori’s an evil genius.”

Mickey: “She’s a lot smarter than she looks.”

Sayori; “Hey!”

Sayori: “Meanie…”

“Pwap!”

Sayori: "Kyaa--!"

"Out of nowhere, something smacks Sayori in the face and tumbles onto the desk."

Sayori: "Ow..."

Sayori: “Are you okay, Mickey?”

Sayori: “What was that?”

“She looks around, and sees the desk.”

Sayori: "Eh?? A-A cookie!"

"Sure enough, it's a giant cookie wrapped in plastic."

Sayori: “God???? Is that you???”

Natsuki: "Ahahaha!"

“We notice Natsuki by the door.”

Natsuki: “That look on your face was priceless!”

Sayori: “Natsuki? You threw that?”

Natsuki: “Yeah!”

Sayori: “Why?”

Natsuki: “I couldn’t resist! It was the perfect opportunity.”

Sayori: “Well, now I’m going to steal your cookie!”

Natsuki: “I got it for you, dummy.”

Sayori: “Huh?”

Natsuki: “I heard you talking about tricking Mickey into buying you something, so I figured I’d do it so you wouldn’t steal his money.”

Mickey: “Oh. Thanks Natsuki.”

Natsuki: “Huh?!”

“Her face flushes up.”

Natsuki: “I didn’t-”

Natsuki: “I didn’t do it for you-!”

Natsuki: “I-I just-!”

Natsuki: “I didn’t want..I don’t like it when anyone loses their money!”

Natsuki: “I didn’t care about you in particular!”

Natsuki: “O-or anything…”

“Time to use all the social skills I have.”

Mickey: “Oh. Okay.”

Mickey: “Sayori’s lucky to have a good friend like you.”

Natsuki: “Huh?”

Natsuki: “Damn right she is! I’m an awesome friend!”

Sayori: “You really are!”

“Sayori is already happily munching on her cookie.”

“Natsuki pulls out her own.”

Sayori: “Did you get snacks for everyone, Natsuki?”

Natsuki: “No. Just me and you.”

Sayori: “Well, thank you!”

“I notice Sayori eyeing Natsuki’s cookie eagerly.”

Mickey: “Sayori, don’t even think about it. Be happy with your own.”

Natsuki: “Don’t even-”

Natsuki: “Hey!”

“She shields her cookie.”

Natsuki: “Eat your own!”

Sayori: “But I already finished it…”

Natsuki: “Well you can’t have mine!”

Mickey: “Be grateful for what you have, Sayori.”

Natsuki: “Yeah! I already gave you a cookie!”

Sayori: “Aw, ganging up on me? Meanies…”

“Me and Natsuki chuckle.”

Natsuki: “Sorry I didn’t get anything for you two. I didn’t know what you would want.”

“Natsuki glances around the room.”

Natsuki: “Wait…where is Monika, anyway?”

“It’s true. She’s not in the room.”

Sayori: “Maybe she’s in the bathroom?”

Sayori: “Oh, but I don’t see her bag….”

Yuri: “Hmmm…”

Yuri: "Have any of you heard anything about her being late today?"

Sayori: "Not me..."

Mickey: “I can’t remember whether she was in class or not.”

Sayori: “You can’t?”

Mickey: “I wasn’t really paying attention.”

Sayori: “Mickey…”

Mickey: “It’s fine, Sayori. I was working the whole time.”

Yuri: "Hm..."

Yuri: "That's a bit unusual."

Sayori: "I hope she's okay..."

Natsuki: "Of course she's okay."

“Agreed.”

Natsuki: "She probably just had something to do today."

Natsuki: "She's pretty popular, after all..."

“Not as much as she used to be, but she still is somewhat popular.”

Sayori: "Eh?"

Sayori: "You don't think she..."

Sayori: "She has a...!"

Yuri: "Ahaha. I wouldn't be surprised."

Yuri: "She's probably more desirable than all of us combined."

Sayori: "Ehehe, that's true..."

Natsuki: "Excuse me?!"

“Wait, are they all looking at me? Why?”

"Suddenly, the door swings open, and Monika rushes into the room.”

Monika: "Sorry! I'm super sorry!"

Mickey: "Ah, there you are…!”

“I’m relieved to see her. She saved me from that awkward situation.”

Monika: "I didn't mean to be late..."

Monika: "I hope you guys weren't worried or anything!"

Sayori: "Eh??"

Sayori: "Monika chose the club over her boyfriend after all!"

Sayori: "You're so strong-willed!"

Monika: "Boyfriend?"

Sayori: “Sorry, I meant girlfriend.”

Monika: “Ah!”

Monika: “I don’t…I don’t have a…”

“She’s blushing pretty hard. So cute. But she’s blushing about a girl. It’ll never be me.”

Sayori: “Hehe, are you sure~?”

Monika: “Y-yes! I’m single! Totally single!”

Sayori: “Why are you getting so defensive then?”

Monika: “I…Well…”

Yuri: “Sayori, just leave her alone…”

Sayori: “Alright, alright, I believe you.”

Sayori: “Sorry Monika. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

Monika: “Th-that’s alright…”

Natsuki: “So, why were you late anyway?”

Monika: “Ah… Well…”

Monika: “I had study hall last period, and I was walking around.”

Monika: “You know, just cause I could.”

Monika: “And I saw this unused classroom with a piano.”

Monika: “It was a nice room. Empty and abandoned.”

Monika: “Not to sound cheesy or anything, but it felt like magic.”

Monika: “Ahaha…”

Monika: “I guess I lost track of time.”

Monika: “I hardly ever zone out though.”

Monika: “I guess I’m really into piano!”

Natsuki: "That makes no sense, though."

Natsuki: "You would have heard the bell ring, at least."

Monika: “Well, I had the doors closed. And I guess the intercom in that old classroom is broken.”

Monika: “I guess I wasn’t paying attention, and my piano playing drowned out the noise I could have heard.”

Monika: “There’s not many students over there at the end of the day.”

Yuri: "I wasn't aware you played piano, Monika."

Monika: "Ah, I don't, really...!"

Monika: "I just started. Like, today. Just then."

Monika: "I've always wanted to learn piano."

Monika: “I guess I saw my chance and took it.”

Monika: “I mean, you only live once, right?”

Sayori: “Yeah! You go, girl!”

Sayori: "You should play something for us, Monika!"

Monika: “You’d…want to hear my playing?”

Sayori: “Yeah!”

Monika: “Well..”

“She smiles softly.”

Monika: "Maybe once I get a little bit better, I will."

Monika: “I’ll…I’ll write a song just for you, Sayori!”

Sayori: “Aw, thanks! That’s so nice of you!”

Monika: "I, um….”

Monika: “I won't let you down, Sayori!”

Sayori: “Don’t worry. No matter what you come up with, I’ll love it, because you tried your hardest!”

“Sayori…you’re so kind…”

Monika: "Thanks…"

“Monika beams.”

Monika: "So, I didn't miss anything, did I?"

Sayori: "Nothing to report, Pres!”

"It looks like everyone has already settled down."

"Sayori throws away her wrapper, and Monika heads to the teacher’s desk."

"Yuri is back to her book, and Natsuki disappeared into the closet."

“I should go hang out with Natsuki. I did promise Sayori.”

“Taking a deep breath and mustering up all the courage I have—”

“— which has actually been way more than usual, this week—”

“---I walk over to the closet.”

“I hear Natsuki grumbling.”

Natsuki: “Oh great…”

Natsuki: “Monika!”

“Natsuki yells from inside the closet.”

Natsuki: "Did you move my manga again?!"

“"I peer inside. I see a lot of manga lined up on the top shelf.”

Monika: "Ah, sorry, sorry!"

Monika: "The teacher got mad at me for taking up so much space in her closet..."

Monika: "So I had to move some stuff around and clean up a little bit."

Monika: "It's all still there, I just had to organize it a bit!"

Natsuki: “Wonderful. How am I going to get this down…?”

“Natsuki mutters to herself.”

Mickey: “Um, Natsuki?”

“She turns to me.”

Mickey: “Um…are you….looking for something…?”

Natsuki: “Um…yeah?”

Natsuki: “Did you need something?”

Mickey: “I just…wanted to hang out.”

Natsuki: “Hang out? With me? Why?”

“She looks a little embarrassed.”

Mickey: “Um…”

Mickey: “You just seem…cool?”

Mickey: “And Sayori said you liked manga.”

“This was a mistake. I feel all tense and shaky.”

Mickey: “I’m sorry, I’m not good at this.”

Mickey: “I’ll go-”

“I turn away.”

Natsuki: “Mickey, wait.”

“I turn back to her.”

Natsuki: “I guess…we can hang out. If you want to.”

Natsuki: “I don’t have anything better to do.”

Natsuki: “And I had a feeling you liked manga too.”

Natsuki: “But first, I need to get this manga down.”

“I notice a lone volume on the shelf next to some other books.”

“I pull it out.”

Natsuki: “Ah, there it is!”

“She snatches it out of my hand.”

Natsuki: “I was looking for this yesterday!”

Natsuki: “Now, to find the box set it belongs to.”

“She glances up at the top shelf and huffs.”

“She stands on her tiptoes and jumps, trying to reach the shelf.”

Natsuki: "Jeez...!"

Natsuki: "This is so inconvenient!"

Natsuki: "I'm moving these all back down."

Natsuki: "There's plenty of room on these shelves."

Natsuki: "And besides..."

Natsuki: "They're really pretty to look at when they're all lined up!"

Natsuki: "Why would you waste that on the top shelf?"

“The shelf is pretty high up. I don’t think I can reach it either. And I’m not strong enough to give her a boost.”

“Also, the mere thought of that gives me a panic attack.”

Mickey: "Ah, Natsuki..."

Mickey: "There's a stool on the wall there."

Mickey: “You think we could use that?”

Mickey: “I can reach the top shelf with that.”

Natsuki: “Hey! That’s my manga!”

Mickey: “A-ah, I’m sorry…”

Natsuki: “I can get them myself.”

Mickey: “Can you reach that?”

Natsuki: “You calling me short or something?”

Mickey: “U-um, no…”

Natsuki: "Don’t look down on me!”

Natsuki: “I can get it by myself! Just watch me!”

“She unfolds the stool and climbs on. It’s a little wobbly.”

Mickey: “Be careful!”

Natsuki: "I know what I'm doing!!"

"Natsuki uses her fingers to scoot one of the smaller boxes to the edge of the shelf. She can barely reach the shelf.”

Natsuki: "See...?"

“She’s gloating. But I guess she did have it under control.”

Natsuki: "Kyah--!"

"The box suddenly tips."

“I jump back with a little scream and flinch instinctively.”

Mickey: “Kyaaa!”

“I hear Natsuki jumping off the stool.”

“I slowly open my eyes.”

“She’s holding the box and staring at me. The stool is on it’s side.”

Natsuki” “Jeez, ya big baby…”

“Sayori stares at me intensely from across the room. I shoot her a nervous but reassuring smile.”

Natsuki: “I told you I could get it.”

Mickey: “But…I don’t think you can reach the others with that.”

Mickey: “A-and what if you fall again?”

Natsuki: “I won’t.”

Mickey: “B-but….”

Mickey: “It really is too small.”

Mickey: “Why would they even make such a small and wobbly stool? It’s dumb.”

“Natsuki looks at me, then back at the stool. She seems to agree.”

Natsuki: “Yeah.”

Natsuki: "Move this out of the way. I'm gonna get a chair."

“She moves past me. I pick up the stool, fold it up, and put it aside.”

“All the chairs are attached to desks. Will they even fit in the closet?”

“I turn back to Natsuki.”

“She’s trotting over to the teacher's desk, which has a computer chair behind it."

"She rolls it on its wheels back over to the closet."

Mickey: “That looks dangerous…”

Natsuki: “Well, do you have a safer idea?”

Mickey: “The desks?”

Natsuki: “They won’t fit. I know.”

Mickey: “O-okay.”

“I guess this really is the best alternative.”

"Natsuki climbs onto the chair, then slowly balances onto her feet."

Natsuki: "Aha! There we go!"

Natsuki: "See? I can easily do it now."

“I smile and nod, walking over to hold the chair and steady it.”

"Natsuki grabs a stack of manga and bends down to put it on the shelf below."

Natsuki: "W-Wahh--"

"The chair swivels, but only slightly."

Natsuki: “Hey, keep it still!” Mickey: “R-right, sorry.”

“I tighten my grasp on the chair.”

“Natsuki keeps moving more boxes.”

“She grabs the largest one.”

Natsuki: “Uu...heavy..."

Natsuki: “M-mickey…”

Natsuki: "I don't think I can bend down without falling...!"

Natsuki: "Hurry and take this one..."

Mickey: "But then I have to let go of the chair..."

Natsuki: "That's fine...!"

Natsuki: "Just for a second!"

Natsuki: "Hurry up..."

Mickey: “O-okay..!”

“I take the box from her hands. It is heavy!”

“I stagger, but set it on the ground.”

Mickey: “Oof!”

Natsuki: “Hey, be careful with that!”

Mickey: “Sorry!”

“I grab onto the chair again, and offer Natsuki my hand to help her get down.”

“She doesn’t take it, and holds on to the shelf.”

“She walks over to the box, and looks it over, to make sure it’s safe.”

“I take the lone volume of the manga, and hand it back over to her.”

Natsuki: “You’re lucky everything is safe.”

“She takes the book and puts it into the middle of the box, in between some of the others.”

Mickey: “Parfait Girls, huh?”

“She moves the box back to the shelf.”

Natsuki: “Hey, don’t judge it!”

Mickey: “I-I wasn’t-!”

“She turns to me.”

Natsuki: “So, what kind of manga do you like?”

Mickey: “Huh? Oh, um…”

Mickey: “I’m more into anime, really.”

Natsuki: “Well, manga’s way better.”

Mickey: “....Too much nudity…”

Natsuki: “Wha-!”

Mickey: “I wasn’t talking about you in particular! Just….in general.”

Natsuki: “Oh please. Anime has plenty of fanservice too.”

Mickey: “But you can look up when an anime has fanservice…”

Natsuki: “You can do that for manga too!”

Mickey: “Not as easily…”

“She puts her hands on her hips, and smirks proudly.”

Natsuki: “Well, it’s good to know you aren’t a pervert, at least.”

Natsuki: “Here, I can introduce you to my favorite manga.”

Natsuki: “It doesn’t have any fanservice at all. The hottest it gets is some blushing.”

“She pulls out the first volume from the box. The 4 characters pose cutely.”

“....something about it sends shivers down my spine. My hands start shaking.”

Natsuki: “Well? Are you coming?”

“I look up and see her sitting under the window outside the closet.”

Mickey: “Ah- coming!”

“I scurry over.”

“I’ll be fine. Just don’t look at the cover.”

“I sit next to her and quickly flip to the first page.”

“Ah, inside cover! Next page!”

“Phew….”

Natsuki: “Uh, you okay?”

“She’s sitting right next to me.”

Mickey: “Y-yeah, I’m fine!”

“No way she buys that.”

Natsuki: “Um, we can read a different one, if you want.”

Natsuki: “Sorry, I guess I should’ve picked one you’d like at first.”

Natsuki: “So! What kind of animes do you like?”

“I’m relieved. I really didn’t want to read this. It made me feel so uncomfortable.”

“I set the book down with trembling hands.”

Mickey: “Um… I like romances.”

Mickey: “And slice of life.”

Mickey: “My favorites are wholesome, feel-good, animes.”

Mickey: “I hate horror and fighting.”

Mickey: “Do you have anything like that?

“Natsuki closes her eyes thoughtfully and nods her head.”

Natsuki: “Yeah, I think I’ve got one you might like.”

Natsuki: “It’s pretty short though. Only 4 volumes.”

Natsuki: “And….um….”

“She looks away. Is she nervous?”

Natsuki: “.....”

Natsuki: “...it’s girl love.”

Mickey: “Oh, that’s fine! Love is love.”

Natsuki: “Really?”

“She perks up.”

Mickey: “Yeah. I’m totally fine with that stuff. Homophobes are stupid.”

“Natsuki stands up, grinning.”

Natsuki: “Hell yeah they are!”

“She takes the book from my hand and heads to the closet.”

“I breathe a sigh of relief. That book made me so tense.”

“...heh, I guess I’m still not the strongest.”

“But I kept the shaking under control, and didn’t cry. Progress!”

“Natsuki returns, holding a different book.”

Natsuki: “Ready to read?”

“I nod. She sits next to me and passes me the book.”

Mickey: “The Story Written In My Heart, Volume 1.”

“The cover has 2 girls sitting next to each other. It looks very sweet.”

“I open the book. Natsuki leans over my shoulder.”

Mickey: “Um….”

Natsuki: “?”

Natsuki: “!”

“She notices and scoots away.”

Mickey: “Maybe….I should hold it between us? So we can both read.”

“I adjust the book, and she scoots closer again.”

Natsuki: "Wow, how long has it been since I read the beginning...?"

Mickey: "Hm?"

Mickey: "You don't go back and flip through the older volumes every now and then?"

Natsuki: "Not really."

Natsuki: "Maybe sometimes after I've already finished the series."

Mickey: “I love rewatches. It’s so comforting. And you get to notice all sorts of details you didn't notice last time.”

Natsuki: “Hm, I guess you’re right.”

“The art is beautiful, and the writing is simple at most times, but one of the romantic leads will speak eloquently every so often.”

“Then, she gets embarrassed, and it’s played off for laughs.”

“The two girls seem like good friends.”

"We read on for a few more minutes."

"I've finished a couple chapters at this point."

Mickey: “...I’d say I’m surprised you’re not bored yet, but I’m really not.”

Natsuki: “Hm?”

Mickey: “It’s fun to watch people watch things. And read things too, I guess.”

Natsuki: “Yeah, you get it.”

Mickey: “I love seeing Sayori’s reactions when we watch anime.”

Natsuki: “You two are really close, huh?”

Mickey: “Yeah. She’s my best friend.”

Mickey: “...my only friend.”

Natsuki: “Well….”

Natsuki: “...we could be friends….”

“She says it so quietly. I look at her in disbelief.”

Natsuki: “H-hey, I mean, um…!”

Mickey: “I-I’d love to be friends!”

Mickey: “I think…that would be nice.”

Natsuki: “Well! Good then! I guess we’re friends now.”

“Just then, I hear Monika calling everyone over.”

Monika: “It’s time to share poems~!”

“I stand up and hand Natsuki the manga back.She doesn’t take it.”

Natsuki: "You're just giving it back...?"

Natsuki: "Don't you want to know what happens?"

Mickey: "Ah... Yeah, but..."

Natsuki: “Then take it home! Just be careful with it.”

Mickey: “Um-!”

Mickey: “I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

Mickey: “My room is really messy, and so is my backpack, so it would probably get wrinkled.”

Natsuki: “Ah!”

“She snatches it from my hand.”

Natsuki: “Alright, I’ll take care of it.”

Natsuki: “You slob!”

“She’s teasing.”

Mickey: “We can read it together now.”

Natsuki: “Yeah-”

Monika: “Hey you two! C’mon!”

“We hurry over.”

“Alright! It’s time to share my poem!”

“I’m going to make sure to not zone out this time! I can’t wait!”

Monika: "Okay, everyone!"

Monika: "We're all done reading each other's poems, right?"

“....uh….?”

“Wait…WHAT?!”

“But….But I…”

“How could I have zoned out again?!”

“I wouldn’t! I’d never!”

“HOW?!”

Sayori: “Mickey..?”

“I hear Sayori distantly, but I’m too mad.”

Mickey: “Ugh! Dammit!”

“I throw my paper down on the floor.”

Sayori: “Eh? M-Mickey?!”

“She rushes over to me. I sink into a desk, head in my hands.”

“Dammit…why?”

“I really wanted to hear everyone’s poems. And see how they reacted to mine.”

Sayori: “Mickey, are you okay?”

“Sayori stares at me worriedly. The other girls also look worried.” Natsuki: “Hey…you okay?”

Yuri: “D-do you need some water? I’ll go get some.”

“She hurries out of the room.”

Monika: “Sayori, is he alright?”

“....It’s not fair.”

“I wanted to read her poem.”

“I wanted her to read mine!”

“I wanted to know what she thought.”

“Yuri comes back in with the water. She pours me a cup.”

Yuri: “Here.”

“I take it and drink. Sayori’s kneeling next to me, hand on my arm.”

Monika: “Are you feeling better, Mickey?”

“I nod.”

Mickey: “I’m fine.”

“I’m lying, of course. And Sayori can tell. She frowns, but doesn’t bring it up.”

Natsuki: “What happened?”

Mickey: “....stuff.”

Natsuki: “Dang.”

“I think she was trying to make me grin, but it doesn’t work.”

Natsuki: “Sorry…”

“She mutters.”

Mickey: “Go ahead, Monika. I’m just gonna stay sitting.”

“Sayori looks at me.”

Mickey: “Go on, Sayori. I just need to breathe.”

“Sayori nods and walks to the front, reluctantly.”

Nasuki: "So, is this about the festival?"

Monika: "Well, sort of~"

“....ha.”

“I want to go home.”

“I wish I could zone out right now….”

“....”

“Before I know it, I already have.”

“I’m standing outside of the school. The club’s already dismissed.”

“I vaguely remember something about a poetry citation for the festival.”

Sayori: “You ready to go, Mickey?”

“She’s still speaking gently to me. I guess she can tell that I’m still down.”

“I nod.”

“We start walking home.”

Sayori: “I think you should hang out with Yuri sometime.”

Sayori: “You’re both pretty shy. I think you could draw each other out of your shells!”

Mickey: “Mm.”

Sayori: “...I’m going to take that as a yes.”

Mickey: “Ok.”

“I’m so out of it. We walk home in silence.”

“Maybe I should say something.”

Mickey: “Sayori….”

Mickey: “....”

Mickey: “I’ve been feeling weird lately.”

Mickey: “Braver. And I keep zoning out more.”

Mickey: “I’m worried….”

“Sayori looks at me. She’s worried too.”

Sayori: “Do you think you’re sick?”

Mickey: “Yeah….could be….”

Mickey: “But I can’t afford to miss school while I try to get better.”

Mickey: “I can’t take time off for mental health stuff.”

Mickey: “And this doesn’t seem physical.”

Mickey: “You know that….”

“The air gets heavy and quiet.”

Mickey: “You…you don’t think….”

Sayori: “N-no! Of course not!”

Sayori: “Everything’s fine, alright?”

Sayori: “Everything’s gonna be fine…”

Sayori: “.....”

Sayori: “Mickey…”

Sayori: “I promise I’ll protect you, no matter what.”

“She takes my hand and smiles bravely.”

Sayori: “We’ll be safe.”

“We arrive at our houses, and split apart.”

Mickey: “Wait! Sayori!”

Sayori: “Huh?”

Mickey: “Do we have to write a poem for tomorrow? I don’t remember.”

Sayori: “Oh. We do.”

Mickey: “Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“We wave, and go home.”

“I lay in my bed and stare up at the ceiling.”

“.....”

“Fuck off.”

“Fuck off!”

“I’m tired of you!”

“So fuck off!”

“...where is all this coming from?”

“You can’t control me. You can’t hurt me.”

“All you can do is scare me.”

“What are you gonna do? Kill me?”

“Ha! Try it!”

“....I don’t understand. Why do I feel so….powerful?”

“You can’t hurt me. You’re NOT EVEN—”

Mickey: “Gasp!”

Mickey: “Cough, cough!”

“...What?”

“Why do I feel so strange?”

“Am I dreaming?”

“...You could never understand what I’ve been through.”

“But I’ll tell you one thing.”

“I’m not going to lose.”

“If you’re against me, then I will destroy you.”

“You will die.”

“And everyone else will get a happy ending.”

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DDLC sans Epiphiany - Act 1, Day 2

Wednesday, September 20

Monika: “Hello, Mickey!”

Monika: “Good to see you here!”

Mickey: “Sorry, am I late?”

“School went by so fast. Everything’s a blur.”

Sayori: “No, it’s okay!”

“She gives me a hug.”

Sayori: “I’m glad you came.”

“She speaks softly in my ear.”

Mickey: “I wouldn’t leave when you said this was important to you.”

“She pulls away from me.”

Sayori: “So, you’re saying you care about me?”

“She gives me a teasing grin.”

Mickey: “Of course I care about you, you dummy!”

“I ruffle her hair. Sayori giggles.”

Monika: “Ah…I should…”

“Monika leaves, looking a bit uncomfortable.”

“Me and Sayori rejoin the others.”

Monika: “So! Is everyone ready to share poems?”

Natsuki: “Hey, new guy!”

“I turn to Natsuki.”

Natsuki: “You better not be late again! This is a serious club.”

“Sayori furrows her brow at her.”

Sayori: “Yeah, real serious. As serious as that manga you keep in the closet.”

Natsuki: “M-M-S-Sayori…!”

“Monika quickly steps in between the two.”

Monika: “Alright, settle down.”

Monika: “How about we share poems? I wrote a really good one.”

Sayori: “C’mon, Monika, we can share poems later!”

Monika: “Oh….”

“She looks a little sad, but snaps out of it.”

Monika: “Yeah, I guess you’re right, Sayori.”

Sayori: “Oh, Yuri! Didn’t you bring something for Mickey?”

Yuri: “E-eh?!”

Yuri: "W-Wait! Sayori..."

Mickey: “For me?"

Yuri: "Um... Not really..."

Sayori: "Don't be shy~"

Yuri: "It's really nothing..."

Mickey: "What is it?"

Yuri: "N-Never mind!"

Yuri: "Sayori made it sound like a big deal when it's really not..."

Yuri: "Uuuuh, what do I do..."

“Sayori frowns, noticing she made Yuri uncomfortable.”

“I did too, didn’t I? Or at least I enabled it.”

Sayori: “I'm sorry, Yuri, I wasn't thinking..."

Sayori: “I just want you all to become good friends with Mickey.”

Sayori: “He’s very important to me.”

Monika: “Yeah, I bet he is…”

Monika: “He’s your best friend, isn’t he?”

Sayori: “That’s right! We’ve known each other forever!”

Sayori: “And we’re always taking care of each other.”

Mickey: “Maybe I wouldn’t have to pick up after you all the time if your room wasn’t so messy.”

Sayori: “Oh, but I hate cleaning!”

Mickey: “Maybe I should be worried about you for when you go off to college.”

Sayori: “Meanie…”

“Yuri chuckles. Me and Sayori turn to her.”

Yuri: “Oh! Um…”

“She reaches into her bag and pulls out a book.”

Yuri: "I didn't want you to feel left out..."

Yuri: "So I picked out a book that I thought you might enjoy."

Yuri: "It's a short read, so it should keep your attention, even if you don't usually read."

Yuri: "And we could, you know..."

Yuri: "Discuss it...if you wanted..."

“Her face is bright red.”

“I notice Natsuki scowling. She walks over to us.”

Natsuki: “You know, if you want to read something actually GOOD, then come check out some of my manga.”

“Yuri shoots her a glare, and Natsuki returns it.”

Yuri: “(Good?)”

Mickey: “W-well, thank you both.”

“The girls look at me and smile. They give each other another quick glare before walking away.”

"Now that everyone's settled in, I expected Monika to kick off some scheduled activities for the club."

"But that doesn't seem to be the case."

"Sayori and Monika are having a cheery conversation in the corner."

"Yuri's face is already buried in a book."

"I can't help but notice her intense expression, like she was waiting for this chance."

"Meanwhile, Natsuki is rummaging around in the closet."

"Man..."

"It looks like no one wants to be bothered today."

"I slump down into the nearest desk."

“Maybe I shouldn’t have joined…”

“I lay my head down and close my eyes, trying to sleep.”

“I did stay up late writing this poem, after all.”

“I overhear Sayori's conversation with Monika."

Monika: "We're probably gonna seem really lame compared to all the other clubs, though..."

Sayori: “Aw, don’t say that!”

Sayori: “Where’s the Monika I know? The one that never gives up?”

“My eyes flutter open, and I see Monika smile.”

Monika: “You’re right. We can’t give up.”

Monika: "The festival is our chance to show everyone what literature is all about!"

Monika: "The problem is that the idea of a literature club sounds too dense and intellectual..."

Monika: "But it's not like that at all, you know?"

Monika: "We just need a way of showing that to everyone..."

Monika: "Something that speaks to their creative minds."

Sayori: “Hehe, I love it when you get all serious and leader-y.”

Monika: “Aw, Sayori.”

“Monika really does have such a sweet smile.”

Monika: “C’mon, we need to focus.”

Sayori: “Right.”

Sayori: “Mmmmmmmmmmm....."

Sayori: "That doesn't solve the problem, though!"

Monika: "Eh? What do you mean?"

Sayori: "Even if we come up with the most fun thing ever..."

Sayori: "Nobody will come in the first place if it's a literature event."

Sayori: "So it's more important to figure out how to get people to show up in the first place, you know?"

Sayori: "And after they come, we can do the thing to speak to their creative minds."

“Wow, Sayori’s really smart. I guess she really IS vice president of the Literature Club.”

Monika: "Huh, that's a good point..."

Monika: "In that case, do you think food will do the trick?"

“Hell yeah.”

Sayori: “Hell yeah.”

Sayori: “Er, I mean…”

Sayori: “What kind?”

Monika: "Ah... Well, I guess we could--"

Sayori: "Cupcakes!"

“Sayori blurts out, unable to contain her excitement. Good old Sayori.”

Monika: "Ahaha. Of course.”

Monika: “And good thinking."

Monika: "Natsuki would love to do that."

Sayori: "Ah! You're right!"

Sayori: "Natsuki makes the best cupcakes!"

Sayori: "That works out perfectly~"

Monika: "That wasn't why you suggested it...?"

Sayori: "Cupcakes speak to my creative tummy~"

Monika: "..."

“Monika chuckles cutely.”

“Why is everything that girl does just so cute?”

Monika: "Cupcakes it is, then."

Sayori: "I'm hungry..."

Monika: “Aren’t you always?”

Sayori: “Meanie!”

Monika: "Anyway, we still need to work out the details of the event itself..."

"I find myself smiling."

"In the end, Sayori is still her usual self."

“So smart, and so responsible.”

“That’s why she’s really my best friend.”

“No…more than a friend.”

“She’s family.”

“She’s always taking care of me. She’s the one that’s always been there for me.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without her.”

“Without Sayori….sweet, smiling, Sayori….”

“....Sometimes, I think you’re the only thing keeping me going….”

“I guess I must have dozed off, because I feel myself start to wake.”

“I open my eyes halfway and see someone in my face.”

Mickey: “...Morning, Sayori…”

“I can barely see, but I recognize her scent and calming presence.”

“Like peach pie, and a warm hug.”

“I smile sleepily.”

Sayori: “Mickey! Wakey wakey~”

“I open my eyes fully.”

Mickey: “...Hi Sayori.”

“She steps back.”

Sayori: “Wait, why am I being nice to you! You shouldn’t be napping!”

Sayori: "This isn't the napping club!"

Mickey: "Does our school have a napping club...?"

Sayori: "You're staying up late again, aren't you?"

Sayori: "Now that you're in a club, you're gonna have less time for anime, you know!"

Sayori: "You'll need to get used to it!"

Mickey: "Don't say that so loud...!"

"I glance over my shoulder to see if Monika overheard."

“...And the others too, I guess.”

Mickey: “Well, for your information, that’s not why I stayed up late last night.”

Sayori: “Oh? Why, then?”

“Does she really doubt me?”

Mickey: “Actually, I stayed up late writing a poem.”

Sayori: “Wait, really?”

Mickey: “Yeah, I got a lot more into it than I thought. I must have killed a whole tree with the amount of paper I threw away.”

Sayori: “Wow, I had no idea you were so passionate about this…”

Mickey: “Yeah, me neither. I bet my room’s even messier than yours now.”

Sayori: “You dare challenge me, mortal?”

“We laugh.”

Mickey:"You're always looking out for me, Sayori."

Sayori: "Ehehe~"

Sayori: "It's what I do best!"

Sayori: “And I know you’ll always look out for me.”

Mickey: “It always feels like you do so much more for me than I do for you.”

Sayori: “Mickey, that’s not true!”

Mickey: “It is though!”

Sayori: “...Okay, maybe it is.”

Sayori: “But that’s okay!”

Sayori: “I…like taking care of you.”

“She looks away, with a sad smile on her face.”

Sayori: “It makes me feel important. Like I’m doing something worthwhile.”

Sayori: “And…you deserve it too.”

Sayori: “I like making you happy. I like seeing you smile.”

Sayori: “Mickey, I-”

"Monika suddenly calls out."

Monika: "Why don't we share the poems we wrote now?"

Sayori: “...I want to see you smile every day.”

Sayori: “So promise you’ll keep smiling for me, okay?”

Mickey: “....Okay, I promise.”

“Why did she sound so sad? Sayori…”

“I’ll have to remember to talk to her about it later.”

“We head over to where Monika and the others are.”

Monika: “You all remembered to write poems, right?”

“We all nod.”

Monika: "Well, let’s all share with a partner!”

Monika: “And remember to trade partners!”

“...Huh? But there’s an odd number of us. How’s that supposed to work?”

“I guess I’m the only one confused about it. All the other girls have pulled out their poems.”

“....”

“Huh?”

“Wait…am I done already?”

“But…I…”

“I don’t even remember sharing my poem.”

“Did I really zone out like I do in school?

“But I was so excited to share my poem. I worked really hard on it. Why would I zone out now?”

“Did I really stay up that late? And I even took a nap, too.”

“But it was all for nothing.”

“Sigh.”

"Across the room, Sayori and Monika are happily chatting."

“They both seem really close.”

“...I’m jealous.”

“That’s my best friend! And my….”

“...But she’ll never like me like that.”

“....Still, I can’t help but feel jealous. I wish she’d smile at me like that.”

“I look away and spot Yuri and Natsuki.”

"They gingerly exchange sheets of paper, sharing their respective poems."

"As they read in tandem, I watch each of their expressions change."

"Natsuki's eyebrows furrow in frustration."

"Meanwhile, Yuri smiles sadly."

“Huh. Why would they-?”

“Natsuki mutters something, but I can’t hear it.”

Yuri: "Eh?"

Yuri: "Um...did you say something?"

Natsuki: "Oh, it's nothing."

"Natsuki dismissively returns the poem to the desk with one hand."

Natsuki: "I guess you could say it's fancy."

Yuri: "Ah-- Thanks..."

Yuri: "Yours is...cute..."

Natsuki: "Cute?"

“Oh yeah, didn’t Monika say that she wrote about cute things?”

Natsuki: "Did you completely miss the symbolism or something?"

Natsuki: "It's clearly about the feeling of giving up."

Natsuki: "How can that be cute?"

Yuri: "I-I know that!"

Yuri: "I just meant..."

Yuri: "The language, I guess..."

Yuri: "I was trying to say something nice..."

Natsuki: "Eh?"

Natsuki: "You mean you have to try that hard to come up with something nice to say?"

“...huh. I know this isn’t my business, but I just can’t look away.”

Natsuki: "Thanks, but it really didn't come out nice at all!"

Yuri: "Um..."

Yuri: "Well, I do have a couple suggestions..."

Natsuki: "Hmph."

Natsuki: "If I was looking for suggestions, I would have asked someone who actually liked it."

Natsuki: "Which people did, by the way."

Natsuki: "Sayori liked it."

Natsuki: "And Mickey did, too!"

“Eh? I did?”

“Well, I guess I can relate to the feeling of giving up.”

“And I like cute things. Did she use, like, happy language to tell a sad message?”

“I like that.”

“...I wish I could remember her poem. I feel like such a jerk for zoning out.”

Natsuki: "So based on that, I'll gladly give you some suggestions of my own."

Natsuki: "First of all--"

Yuri: "Excuse me..."

Yuri: "I appreciate the offer, but I've spent a long time establishing my writing style."

Yuri: "I don't expect it to change anytime soon, unless of course I come across something particularly inspiring."

Yuri: "Which I haven't yet."

“Was that a personal attack?”

“I’m a terrible person for getting excited about this. This is real life, not some show!”

Natsuki: "Nn...!"

Yuri: "And Mickey liked my poem too, you know."

Yuri: "He even told me he was impressed by it."

“Really?”

“Well, she does seem like she’d write impressive poems.”

"Natsuki suddenly stands up."

“...Is it just me, or did the air get tenser?”

Natsuki: "Oh?"

Natsuki: "I didn't realize you were so invested in trying to impress our new member, Yuri."

“Nice one!”

“Wait, no! Stop it, Mickey! Don’t think that!”

Yuri: "E-Eh?!"

Yuri: "That's not what I...!"

“No….this air…”

Yuri: "Uu..."

Yuri: "You...You're just..."

"Yuri stands up as well."

“....s-stop….”

“It’s so frantic. I’m….”

Yuri: "Maybe you're just jealous that Mickey appreciates my advice more than he appreciated yours!"

Natsuki: "Huh! And how do you know he didn't appreciate my advice more?"

Natsuki: "Are you that full of yourself?"

“Advice..? But I don’t….I don’t even remember…”

“How could I even give any advice?”

“Wait, their advice.”

“Well, how could I say much of anything! I was zoned out! I probably barely reacted! Why would they read into it so much?!”

Yuri: "I...!"

Yuri: “No..."

Yuri: "If I was full of myself..."

Yuri: "...I would deliberately go out of my way to make everything I do overly cutesy!"

Natsuki: "Uuuuuu...!"

“....w-wait…..”

Sayori: "U-Um!!"

“S-sayori….?”

Sayori: "Is everyone okay...?"

“Sh-she shoots me a worried glance.”

“She must have noticed-!”

Natsuki: "Well, you know what?!"

“They didn’t even notice her…”

Natsuki: "I wasn't the one whose boobs magically grew a size bigger as soon as Mickey started showing up!!"

Yuri: "N-Natsuki!!"

Monika: "Um, Natsuki, that's a little--"

Natsuki and Yuri: "This doesn't involve you!"

“Monika steps back, afraid.”

“N-no, this can’t….I can’t…”

Sayori: "I-I don't like fighting, guys...!"

“Sayori looks at me, trying to move around Yuri and Natsuki to reach me.”

“S-sayori…”

"Suddenly, both girls turn towards me, as if they just noticed I was standing there."

Yuri: "Mickey...!"

“Wha..?”

Yuri: "She-- She's just trying to make me look bad...!"

“....why?”

Natsuki: "That's not true!"

“Why me..?”

Natsuki: "She started it!"

“I-I can’t….”

Natsuki: "If she could get over herself and learn to appreciate that simple writing is more effective..."

“I………”

Natsuki: "Then this wouldn't have happened in the first place!"

“.....stop….”

Natsuki: "What's the point in making your poems all convoluted for no reason?"

“N-natsuki, don’t….”

Natsuki: "The meaning should jump out at the reader, not force them to have to figure it out."

“Sayori’s trying to squeeze her way past the girls.”

Natsuki: "Help me explain that to her, Mickey!"

“Sayori….please come quickly….”

Yuri: "W-Wait!"

“Why…?”

Yuri: "There's a reason we have so many deep and expressive words in our language!"

“Please….PLEASE!”

Yuri: "It's the only way to convey complex feelings and meaning the most effectively."

“Y-yuri, no….”

Yuri: "Avoiding them is not only unnecessarily limiting yourself...it's also a waste!"

“....someone…..anyone….”

Yuri: "You understand that, right, Mickey?"

“Save me!”

Mickey: “….”

“My whole body is shaking. I don’t want this.”

“I think I’m going to be sick.”

Natsuki and Yuri: “Well?”

“....don’t look at me like that.”

“Don’t look at me! Stop looking at me!”

“My vision’s getting blurry.”

“Stop. Please stop!”

“Why? WHY?!”

“...”

“I’m barely able to notice Natsuki and Yuri stumbling into the desks.”

“Sayori…?”

“Before I know it, she’s at my side.”

“...Oh. I’m on my knees. They must have given out.”

“Sayori hugs me in her arms. Tightly.”

“I get a flashback to when we were younger.”

“There, there, she said. It’s alright. I’m here. Shhhh.”

“I’ve got you, Mickey. You’re safe now.”

“I snap back to reality.”

“...Ah. My eyes are tearing up. At least I’m not full blown crying.”

“My head is resting on her chest. She’s gently stroking my hair.”

“I can hear her heartbeat. Just as soothing as I remember.”

“I can’t hear what she’s saying, but I know she’s talking due to the vibrations I feel.”

“Ah…Sayori….”

“I wonder what happened to everyone else.”

“Sayori puts head over mine. Her lips are right above my head, and she’s saying something softly.”

“She rubs one arm up and down my back, and strokes my hair with the other.”

“Ah…Sayori…mmmm…”

“Thank you.”

“Her breathing is calm and helps calm down mine.”

“Ah…Sayori.”

“I smile, much calmer.”

“Sayori notices, of course.”

Sayori: “Hey, Mickey~”

Sayori: “It’s okay, I’m here~”

Sayori: “Take as long as you need.”

Mickey: “Mm.”

“She’s so cozy.”

“I feel so relaxed and at peace with her.”

“.....”

“I don’t know how long we stay like that, but eventually, I open my eyes and sit up.”

Sayori: “You feeling better?”

“I nod.”

“I look around and see Monika standing in front of the door.”

“She’s giving us a sympathetic smile.”

“...God, she’s so pretty. But wait-”

Mickey: “...What happened to Natsuki and Yuri?”

“Hey, my voice came back a lot faster this time.”

“Sayori smiles. It’s a good sign.” Sayori: “Well….”

Sayori: “I kinda told Monika to take them out in the hallway and yell at them till they made up.”

Sayori: “Ehehe….”

“I frown. Sayori knows how I hate yelling.”

Sayori: “I’m sorry! I didn’t know what else to do!”

Sayori: “I saw you falling and I just panicked.”

Sayori: “I was really worried about you.”

Mickey: “I know.” “Monika approaches us.” Monika: “Hey, if you’re ready, Natsuki and Yuri are ready to apologize.”

“Sayori looks at me. I slowly nod. She turns to Monika and nods.”

“Monika leaves the room, and soon comes back with Natsuki and Yuri in tow.”

“At least they don’t look mad anymore.”

“Me and Sayori rise to meet their eyes.”

Yuri: “Mickey? We’re really sorry we got you involved in that.”

Natsuki: “Yeah, we shouldn’t have tried to drag you into it.”

Natsuki: “It’s not right for us to get you to take sides with us.”

Yuri: “Especially since you’re a novice writer.”

Monika: “Yuri!”

Yuri: “A-ah! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-!”

“Yuri’s face is bright red. Natsuki chuckles.”

“Yuri shoots her a look and opens her mouth to say something.”

Natsuki: “That sounds like something I would say! Am I rubbing off on you?”

Yuri: “Well, the ‘reading too deep into things’ sounds like me.”

Natsuki: “You know you just insulted yourself, right?”

Yuri: “!!!”

Natsuki: “Maybe you’re gonna start rubbing off on me too.”

Natsuki: “Ha! Maybe I’ll look as hot as you do!”

“Yuri smirks.”

Yuri: “I guess my wordiness has betrayed you. You just called me hot.”

Natsuki: “What?”

“Sayori gasps.”

Yuri: “I win.”

“Yuri smiles smugly.”

Sayori: “Natsuki! You think Yuri’s hot? Oh, I knew it!”

Sayori: “Pay up, Monika!”

Natsuki and Yuri: “W-what?!”

Sayori: “Haha, you two are such a cute couple~”

Natsuki: “We’re not a couple!”

Yuri: “Yeah, I’d never-!”

Sayori: “Never say never~”

Natsuki: “Sayori!”

“I can tell both of them are getting flustered.”

Yuri: “Uuuuuu….”

Natsuki: “You’re making Yuri uncomfortable!”

Sayori: “Sticking up for your girlfriend? So cute!”

Natsuki: “She’s not my girlfriend!”

Monkia: “Haha, maybe we should call this the lesbian club instead? What do you think, Sayori?”

Sayori: “Well that wouldn’t work. Mickey’s here!”

“The girls all turn to me, remembering I’m here.”

Monika: “Oh, right…”

Yuri: “We…we aren’t together….”

Natsuki: “Y-yeah! We’re not dating each other!”

Yuri: “Or anyone else!”

Yuri: “G-girl or boy….”

“Yuri looks at me. Wait, why is she looking at me like that? Wait….”

Natsuki: “....”

Natsuki: “Monika, shouldn’t we end the club now?”

Monika: “Hm?”

“Monika seems lost in thought.”

Monika: “Oh! Right!”

“She brightens up.”

Monika: “Well everyone, I’m sorry to have kept you here for this long.”

Monika: “How about we write more poems to share for tomorrow?”

“Monika smiles at Sayori.”

Monika: “That is, if everyone’s up for it.”

“She looks over at me. So does Sayori, and everyone else.”

Mickey: “...Yeah. I actually had a lot of fun writing that poem.”

“Everyone lights up.”

Mickey: “Just promise me you won’t fight again tomorrow.”

“Yuri and Natsuki nod, looking a bit embarrassed.”

Monika: “Alright then, club dismissed.”

Sayori: “Hey Mickey? I need to talk to Monika. Can you wait for me outside so we can walk home together?”

Mickey: “Alright.”

“I wait outside for Sayori a while, and then she comes out.”

“We start walking home.”

Sayori: “So, how was your first real day in the club, Mickey?”

Sayori: “Other than the fight.”

Mickey: “Well, I liked it, honestly.”

Mickey: “The atmosphere was very relaxing and upbeat, up until the fight.”

Mickey: “Honestly….”

“I take a moment to process my thoughts.”

Mickey: “...it felt….homey.”

Sayori: “Really?! That’s awesome!”

Sayori: “I’m so glad you’ve found a place other than your room that you feel comfortable with.”

Sayori: “Really…glad…”

Sayori: “....soon, you won’t need me anymore.”

Sayori: “That’s a good thing.”

Mickey: “Oh, don’t say that Sayori!”

Mickey: “I’ll always need you.”

Sayori: “Hm.”

“Sayori seems to quickly cheer herself up.”

Sayori: “Mickey, tomorrow you should try hanging out with some of the other girls.”

Mickey: “Eh? How come?”

Sayori: “The whole point of you joining the club was so you’d make more friends.”

Sayori: “People you could hang out with other than me.”

Mickey: “Alright. I’m too tired to argue.”

Sayori: “Wait, so you’ll do it?”

Mickey: “Sure.”

Mickey: “Oh, I don’t really know how to though….”

“I suddenly feel less sure. I don’t know how to talk to people. Not without Sayori.”

Mickey: “...No, really. How do I talk to them?”

Mickey: “I haven’t done it in forever, and I don’t even know where to start-”

Sayori: “Calm down, Mickey.”

Sayori: “What about similar interests? That’s a good starting point.”

Mickey: “But….do any of them have any similar interests?”

Sayori: “Hmmm…”

Sayori: “Natsuki likes manga. And you like anime! They’re like the same thing, right?”

Mickey: “Actually-”

“I bite my tongue and suppress my weeb urges.”

Mickey: “Manga’s more raunchy, I think.”

Sayori: “Eh? Well, I’m sure Natsuki isn’t into that kind of manga.”

“I wonder if Natsuki is the type to be into that sort of thing.”

“...Maybe I should ask her about it tomorrow.”

“Sayori sees my smirk and knows exactly what I’m thinking.”

Sayori: “Mickey! Do not!”

Mickey: “...maybe I’ll write my poem about it.”

Sayori: “Noooo!”

“I laugh as she pouts.”

Sayori: “But really, Mickey, you should hang out with Natsuki tomorrow.”

Mickey: “I don’t know…”

Sayori: “C’mon, it’ll be fun!”

“.....Really, what is wrong with me? I’d never agree to this stuff normally. What’s going on?”

“Is it just her smile? The way she’s trying so hard?”

“Or maybe I finally decided to stop being a coward.”

“I could have had a strange dream the night before. Maybe one of those life changing ones? And I just don’t remember it, but it still impacts me.”

Sayori: “Mickey, stay on topic.”

“Oh, she noticed my mind wandering off.”

“Hm. Do I hang out with Natsuki?”

“Well, I saw how defensive she was acting. Just like me.”

“Maybe we really could get along.”

“And….I don’t want HER to hold me back forever.”

“But, SHE’s still-”

Sayori: “Mickey!”

Sayori: “Calm down. You’re okay.”

“Ah, to hell with it! Who cares why I’m acting this way! I’m gonna do it!”

Mickey: “You know what Sayori, I think I will hang out with her.”

Sayori: “Yay~!”

Sayori: “I’m really proud of you, Mickey.”

Sayori: “You’re growing up so fast.”

“Before we know it, we’re home.”

Sayori: “Mickey, don’t stay up late writing your poem, okay?”

Mickey: “I won’t. You don’t stay up super late either.”

Sayori: “Okay! And I won’t write it in the morning either!”

Sayori: “I can’t wait to see your poem tomorrow! And I’ll show you how good of a writer I really am!”

Mickey: “Alright then. Goodnight, Sayori.”

Sayori: “Goodnight~!”

“And with that, we both go to our own houses.”

“I go up to my room.”

“...Sheesh, what a mess.”

“I should write my poem now. I wonder what to write about.”

“Some of last night’s poems were really weird. But I still had fun writing them.”

“It felt so expressive.”

“I pull out my notebook and a pencil.”

“...huh?”

“Oh, I must have zoned out for a bit. I was doodling in the corner.”

“Is that…Sayori, Natsuki, and Yuri?!”

“I had no idea I was so good at art!”

“No, it was probably just beginner's luck. I’m not good for anything.”

“Hey, maybe that’s what I should write my poem about.”

“The girls…and Monika, of course. I could never forget Monika.”

“I forgot to draw her. But if I had been zoned out for longer, I would have drawn her next. Just an unfortunate coincidence, I guess.”

“Now, let’s get writing!”

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DDLC sans Epiphiany - Act 1, Day 1

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Sayori: "Heeeeeeeyyy!!"

"I turn and see Sayori waving her arms at me. She’s running down the street towards me.”

“She’s getting some weird looks from the people around her, but she’s completely oblivious to them.”

Sayori: “Mickey! I’m here!”

“Ah, so embarrassing. Now all those people are turning towards me.”

“I lower my head and blush in embarrassment.”

“I start to turn away, but then stop.”

“I-I shouldn’t….”

Sayori: “Haaahhh…..haaahhh…..”

Sayori: “...Mickey?”

“Ah, she’s already here. Well, no use overthinking it now.”

“I give her a small smile.”

Mickey: “What took you so long? I was afraid I would have to walk to school alone again.”

Sayori: “Sorry! I overslept again!”

Mickey: “Heh, I think you need to set a louder alarm.”

“We start walking to school.”

Sayori: “No, it’s not that….”

Sayori: “I hear my alarm, but I just go back to sleep.”

Mickey: “I’ve heard about an app that makes you have to solve a puzzle before you can turn off your alarm. Maybe you could try that?”

Sayori: “Yeah, maybe.”

“I know that tone of voice. There’s no way that she’s gonna do that. Way too much hassle. Well, whatever.”

Sayori: "By the way, Mickey..."

Sayori: "Have you decided on a club to join yet?"

Mickey: "What? A club?"

Mickey: “Ah….I don’t know Sayori.”

Mickey: “I’m not really into clubs.”

“I look down at the ground, unable to meet her eyes.”

“I can feel her disappointment from here.”

Sayori: “Mickey….”

Sayori: “...”

Sayori: “...You know that you already said you would look into joining a club this year.”

“I look up at her, and look back at the ground again.”

“...”

“She knew I had no intention of doing that. She knows me. So why is she bringing it up again.”

“I feel my brow furrow.”

Sayori: “....Mickey. Look at me.”

“I raise my eyes and look at her.”

Sayori: “I’m not going to be around forever.”

Mickey: “!!! Sayor-!”

Sayori: “I just mean we’re going to go to college next year!”

Sayori: “I’m worried that you won't learn how to socialize or have any social skills before college."

Sayori: "Your happiness is really important to me, you know!"

Mickey: “But I am happy-!”

Sayori: "I know you're happy now, but I'd die at the thought of you becoming a NEET in a few years because you're not used to the real world!"

Mickey: “Hey, I wouldn’t-!”

Sayori: “Mickey. You know it’s a possibility.”

“I hate to admit it, but she’s totally right.It’s totally a possibility.”

Mickey: “....maybe.”

Sayori: “And that’s not healthy. We’ve already talked about that.”

Mickey: “...”

“She’s being really persistent this morning. Why…?”

“She notices my expression, and looks at me gently.”

Sayori: “You trust me, right?"

Sayori: “Don't make me keep worrying about you..."

“I look away guiltily. She’s always worrying about me. And taking care of me.”

Sayori: “Sorry Mickey, I didn’t mean to make you so sad. I just want what’s best for you.”

Mickey: “I know Sayori.”

“I give her a small smile.”

Mickey: “But…”

“I scramble for an excuse.”

Mickey: “I won’t know anyone.”

“....No. I’ve been hiding for too long. I…I should try to be brave.”

“Just look at Sayori. She’s so strong and cheerful. I don’t know how she does it. She lights up everyone’s life.”

“She’s been supporting me all my life. Even though I can be a pain sometimes.”

Sayori: “Mickey? You were spacing out again.” “I turn to her. It’s time to grow up. It’s time to be brave.”

Mickey: “What’s the name of your club again?”

Sayori: “E-eh?!”

Sayori: “You want to join my club?”

Mickey: “Yeah. I’ll already know someone there. So it’ll be easier to adjust.”

Sayori: “....”

“She smiles.”

Sayori: “Yeah! That’d be great! We’ll be happy to have you!”

“We approach the school.”

Sayori: “I’ll come get you after class, alright?”

Mickey: “..Okay.”

“I hope this wasn’t a mistake.”

"The school day is as ordinary as ever, and it's over before I know it."

“Sayori walks into the classroom. Everyone else has already left.”

Sayori: “Mickey! Guess what!”

“She’s as bubbly as ever.”

Mickey: “What?”

Sayori: “Natsuki made cupcakes!”

Mickey: “Who?”

Sayori: “One of my club members!”

Sayori: “Come on, let’s hurry before they’re gone!”

“Sayori grabs my hand and rushes me out of the room.”

“Not that I’m complaining. The halls are pretty empty, and this reminds me of when we were kids.”

“Running to get cupcakes before anyone else.”

“Well, cupcakes are cupcakes. Besides, I’m sure….”

“If Sayori is in the club, I’m sure everyone is nice.”

“Sayori pushes the door open.”

Sayori: “Where are those cupcakes?”

Natsuki: “A-ah! Sayori!”

“I shyly step in the room behind her.”

Sayori: “Oh! Allow me to introduce our newest member!”

Sayori: “This is Mickey! My best friend!”

“I see three girls staring at me.”

Yuri: "Welcome to the Literature Club. It's a pleasure meeting you."

Yuri: "Sayori always says nice things about you."

Natsuki "Seriously? You brought a boy?"

Natsuki: "Way to kill the atmosphere."

Monika: “Good to see you again, Mickey! Welcome to the club!"

“My whole body tenses up.”

“Monika’s here?!”

“I lower my eyes, trying to keep calm.”

“Okay, three girls. Right.”

“I glance up at the short girl.”

“Pink hair and eyes. Small. Probably a first year. She’s got pigtails.”

“....but that doesn’t mean she’s harmless.”

“She notices me looking at her and snaps at me.”

Natsuki: "What are you looking at?"

Natsuki: "If you want to say something, say it."

Mickey: “A-ah! S-Sorry..."

Yuri: “Natsuki..."

Natsuki: "Hmph."

“Sayori’s eyes flit towards me defensively.”

“So that’s Natsuki? The one who made cupcakes? But she’s rude!”

“I squeeze my hands together, trying to keep them from shaking.”

“If she made the cupcakes, then-”

Sayori: "She’s moody, but she’s nice deep down, I promise. Just ignore her when she gets moody.”

"Sayori says that quietly into my ear with a sympathetic smile, then turns back toward the other girls."

“I reach out and grab her hand for support. Just like a little boy holding his mom’s hand.”

“She accepts my hand, just like always.”

Sayori: "Anyway! This is Natsuki, always full of energy."

Sayori: “And this is Yuri, the smartest in the club!”

Yuri: "D-Don't say things like that..."

“I look at the purple haired girl.”

“She seems tall and mature. She seems much calmer than Natsuki. And Sayori too.”

Mickey: "It's nice to meet both of you."

Sayori: "And it sounds like you already know Monika, is that right?"

Monika: "That's right. We were in the same class last year. He was very nice to me.”

"Monika smiles brightly."

“Oh, that smile….”

“I feel myself blushing. How could I not? It’s Monika.”

"Monika used to be the most popular girl in class - smart, beautiful, athletic."

"Everyone thought she was super cute. Myself included.”

“I’ll never say it out loud, but I’ve got a huge crush on her.”

“She would get lots of confessions and presents from guys, but I could never bring myself to do that. I was too shy.”

“And now it’s too late. I’ll never have a chance with her. She’s out of my league.”

“Not because she’s popular or anything. In fact, some people are mean to her now.”

“She came out as gay last year. I was always nice to her through it all. Love is love.”

“That’s why she’s nice to me. And that just makes me like her more.”

“I’ve tried to stop, but I can’t.”

Mickey: "Good to see you too, Monika."

“We give each other kind smiles, and then Monika looks away distracted.”

Monika: “Is one of the windows open?”

“She mutters this mostly to herself as she walks over to the windows.”

Sayori: "Come sit down, Mickey! We made room for you at the table, so you can sit next to me or Monika."

Sayori: "I'll get the cupcakes!"

Natsuki: "Hey! I made them, I'll get them!"

“There goes her devious plan to steal some extras.”

Sayori: "Sorry, I got a little too excited~"

“I give her a look that says ‘better luck next time.’”

Yuri: "Then, how about I make some tea as well?"

"The girls have a few desks arranged to form a table."

"As Sayori mentioned, it's been widened so that there is one space next to Monika and one space next to Sayori."

"Natsuki and Yuri walk over to the corner of the room, where Natsuki grabs a wrapped tray and Yuri opens the closet."

"Still feeling awkward, I take a seat next to Sayori."

“No use in sitting next to Monika anyway.”

“But I’m not as nervous anymore, so I’ve stopped holding her hand.”

"Natsuki proudly marches back to the table, tray in hand."

Natsuki: "Okaaay, are you ready?"

Natsuki: "...Ta-daa!"

Sayori: "Uwooooah!"

"Natsuki lifts the foil off the tray to reveal a dozen white, fluffy cupcakes decorated to look like little cats."

"The whiskers are drawn with icing, and little pieces of chocolate were used to make ears."

“Me and Sayori both start to salivate at the sight of them.”

Sayori: "So cuuuute~!"

Monika: "I had no idea you were so good at baking, Natsuki!"

Natsuki: "Ehehe. Well, you know."

Natsuki: "Just hurry and take one!"

"Sayori grabs one first, then Monika. Seeing it’s safe, I take one as well. One on the other side of the tray, just to be safe."

Sayori: "It's delicious!"

"Sayori talks with her mouth full and has already managed to get icing on her face."

Mickey: “Yeah!”

“I’ve already dug in too, and speak with my mouth full. But I know how to eat without getting messy.”

“I notice Natsuki glancing over at me. She gives a proud little smirk at my responce.”

“That little smirk….crossing her arms…. It reminds me of something, but what…?”

“....”

“Oh!”

“She’s not being mean. She’s just defensive.”

“She seemed so confident. But I recognize those white knuckles.”

“Natsuki notices me looking at her.”

Natsuki: “Hey! What are you looking at?!”

Mickey: “Ah! Nothing!”

Mickey: “...thank you for the cupcakes.”

“Sayori’s face lights up hearing me say this.”

Natsuki: “W-Why are you thanking me? It's not like I...!"

Natsuki: "...Made them for you or anything."

Mickey: Um, well….thank you anyway.”

“I’ve given her nothing to argue with, so she stays silent.”

"Yuri returns to the table, carrying a tea set."

"She carefully places a teacup in front of each of us before setting down the teapot next to the cupcake tray."

Mickey: "You keep a whole tea set in this classroom?"

Yuri: "Don't worry, the teachers gave us permission."

Mickey: “Oh, I didn’t mean to imply-”

Yuri: "After all, doesn't a hot cup of tea help you enjoy a good book?"

Yuri: “...Oh! S-sorry for interrupting.”

Mickey: “N-no, it’s fine.”

“We sit in awkward silence for a bit.”

“This club doesn’t need another socially awkward loser. Maybe I should just go….”

“Not that I think Yuri’s a loser or anything!”

“Just me…”

“Sayori notices me looking sad and puts her hand on mine.”

“Then, she gets a better idea, and grabs us each another cupcake.”

“She knows exactly what cheers me up.”

“Monika decides to break the silence.”

Monika: "So, Mickey, what made you consider the Literature Club?"

Mickey: "Um..."

“Should I tell her it’s just cause of Sayori? I don’t want them to look down on me.”

Mickey: “.....Sayori said this club was really fun, so…”

Mickey: “I….just figured I’d give it a try. Cause I’ve never been in a club or anything.”

“I look down. My face feels kinda red.”

Monika: "That's okay! Don't be embarrassed!"

Monika: "We'll make sure you feel right at home, okay?"

“Monika, you’re way too nice to me.”

Monika: "As president of the Literature Club, it's my duty to make the club fun and exciting for everyone!"

Mickey: "How come you decided to start your own club, Monika?"

“...Ah, maybe I shouldn’t have said that. It could be a sensitive subject.”

Mickey: “I’m sorry, you don’t have to answer that.”

Monika: “No, no, it’s okay.”

Monika: "To be honest, I can't stand all of the politics around the major clubs."

Monika: "It feels like nothing but arguing about the budget and publicity and how to prepare for events..."

Monika: "I'd much rather take something I personally enjoy and make something special out of it."

Monika: “...besides, people started treating me differently after I had my epiphany.”

Mickey: “...your what?”

Monika: “My-”

Monika: “....Yeeeeah, I hear it now. That sounds really weird.”

Natsuki: “Heh, you sound like Yuri, with all your fancy language.”

Monika: “You didn’t spike these cupcakes, did you, Natsuki?”

Natsuki: “E-eh?! I would never!”

Sayori: “Yeah, no one should ever violate the sanctity of cupcakes with alcohol or drugs!”

“Sayori’s pretty passionate about this. I can’t help but smile.”

Yuri: “Guys, please…..”

“Everyone laughs. This club seems so happy.”

“I think I like it here. Eventually, the laughter dies down.”

“The attention turns back to me.”

Yuri: "So, Mickey, what kinds of things do you like to read?"

Mickey: "Well... Ah..."

"Considering how little I've read these past few years, I don't really have a good way of answering that."

Mickey: "...Manga..."

"I mutter quietly to myself, half-joking."

"Natsuki's head suddenly perks up."

"It looks like she wants to say something, but she keeps quiet."

Yuri: "N-Not much of a reader, I guess..."

Mickey: "...Well, that can change..."

"What am I saying?"

"I spoke without thinking after seeing Yuri's sad smile."

“And it made Sayori’s face light up too. She’s practically glowing.”

Mickey: "Anyway, what about you, Yuri?"

Yuri: "Well, let's see..."

"Yuri traces the rim of her teacup with her finger."

Yuri: "My favorites are usually novels that build deep and complex fantasy worlds."

Yuri: "The level of creativity and craftsmanship behind them is amazing to me."

Yuri: "And telling a good story in such a foreign world is equally impressive."

"Yuri goes on, clearly passionate about her reading."

"She seemed so reserved and timid since the moment I walked in, but it's obvious by the way her eyes light up that she finds her comfort in the world of books, not people."

“I guess it makes sense. Books can throw you for a loop, but they can’t hurt you.”

“....Well, not personally, anyway.”

Yuri: "But you know, I like a lot of things."

Yuri: "Stories with deep psychological elements usually immerse me as well."

“.....psychological elements? I don’t like that. Psychology’s a bad thing.”

Yuri: "Isn't it amazing how a writer can so deliberately take advantage of your own lack of imagination to completely throw you for a loop?"

Yuri: "Anyway, I've been reading a lot of horror lately..."

“Yuri goes on. It’s like she doesn’t even see me.”

“Still it’s not the worst feeling in the world.”

"At this rate, Yuri might as well be having a conversation with a rock."

“I’m trying my best to look attentive, but I can’t help it. Literature is so boring.”

My bored eyes drift over to Sayori, then the cupcake tin.”

“3 cupcakes is too many, isn’t it?”

Monika: "Really? I wouldn't have expected that, Yuri."

“....huh? What were they talking about? I must have spaced out again.”

Monika: "For someone as gentle as you..."

Yuri: "I guess you could say that."

Yuri: "But if a story makes me think, or takes me to another world, then I really can't put it down."

“It’s actually pretty easy. If a book upsets you too much, then leave it. Why choose to be miserable?”

Yuri: "Surreal horror is often very successful at changing the way you look at the world, if only for a brief moment."

Natsuki: "Ugh, I hate horror..."

Yuri: "Oh? Why's that?"

Mickey: “Me too.”

Yuri: “You hate horror too, Mickey? Why?”

“Crap. Did I say that out loud?”

“I shoot Sayori a panicked glance, but she just smiles reassuringly.”

Mickey: “Um, well….”

“I glance at Natsuki, and she looks away. She clearly doesn’t want to share.”

“I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. I’ve been there, so I guess it’s up to me.”

Mickey: “Y-you see….”

“What do I even say here?”

Mickey: “I just don’t like it. Cause it’s sad. And….I don’t read to be sad.”

“Natsuki’s eyes light up in agreement.”

Natsuki: “Yeah! What he said!”

Natsuki: “Books don’t have to be all sad and gloomy to be good.”

Monika: "That's right, you usually like to write about cute things, don't you, Natsuki?"

Natsuki: "W-What?"

Natsuki: "What gives you that idea?"

“Natsuki bristles up.”

Monika: "You left a piece of scrap paper behind last club meeting."

Monika: "It looked like you were working on a poem called--"

Natsuki: "Don't say it out loud!!"

Natsuki: "And give that back!"

Monika: "Fine, fine~"

Sayori: "Ehehe, your cupcakes, your poems..."

Sayori: "Everything you do is just as cute as you are~"

"Sayori sidles up behind Natsuki and puts her hands on her shoulders."

Natsuki: "I'm not cute!!"

“....Jeez Sayori, you really don’t know about personal space.”

Natsuki: "Get off of me, will you!”

Mickey: “Um, I think….”

“All the girls turn to me, curious about what I’m about to say.”

“....maybe I should have stayed quiet.”

Mickey: “...well, I think it’s cool that you write your own poems.”

Natsuki: “W-well!”

“She looks pleased.”

Sayori: “You should totally show them sometime!”

Natsuki: "N-No!"

"Natsuki averts her eyes."

Natsuki: "You wouldn't...like them..."

“Yeah…I understand that feeling.”

Yuri: "I understand how Natsuki feels."

Yuri: "Sharing that level of writing takes more than just confidence."

Yuri: "The truest form of writing is writing to oneself."

Yuri: "You must be willing to open up to your readers, exposing your vulnerabilities and showing even the deepest reaches of your heart."

Mickey: “That’s pretty deep.”

Yuri: “Ah! Um……thank you.”

Monika: "Do you have writing experience too, Yuri?"

Monika: "Maybe if you share some of your work, you can set an example and help Natsuki feel comfortable enough to share hers."

Yuri: "..."

"I guess it's the same for Yuri. The same fear. But I doubt Sayori will let that slide."

“I glance over at Sayori. It’s exactly what I thought.”

Sayori: “Guys….”

Sayori: “That’s-that’s not…”

“...she doesn’t know what to say? That’s a first.”

"The room is silent for a moment. Yuri and Natsuki look at Sayori, and then away."

“Sayori looks upset. She looks over at Monika for help.”

“Monika stands up.”

Monika: "Okay!"

Monika: "I have an idea, everyone~"

"Natsuki and Yuri look quizzically at Monika."

Monika: "Let's all go home and write a poem of our own!"

Monika: "Then, next time we meet, we'll all share them with each other."

Monika: "That way, everyone is even!"

“Huh. That’s a good idea. She really is a good leader. I see why Sayori looks up to her.”

Natsuki: "U-Um..."

Yuri: "..."

Sayori: "Yeaaah! Let's do it!"

Monika: "Plus, now that we have a new member, I think it will help us all get a little more comfortable with each other, and strengthen the bond of the club."

“....wait, what?”

Monika: "Isn't that right, Mickey?"

“...Hang on, am I supposed to write a poem?!”

"Monika smiles warmly at me once again."

Mickey: “H-hang on!”

Mickey: “There’s, um, one problem.”

Monika: "Eh? What's that?"

Mickey: “I….I can’t write a poem?!”

Yuri: “What? Why not?”

Natsuki: “If we have to write them, then so do you!”

Mickey: “I…I just-!”

“I frantically look at Sayori.”

“She hurries over to me and pulls me aside, giving Yuri and Natsuki a look.”

“She takes my hand and turns to me, speaking softly.”

Sayori: “Mickey, I think you should give it a try.”

Mickey: “But-!”

Sayori: “You might have fun, Mickey.”

Sayori: “And I promise no one here will be mean to you.”

Mickey: “Sayori…”

“I lower my head.”

“I just can’t, I’m sorry.”

“I clench my fists and start shaking.”

Sayori: “This is really important to me, Mickey.”

“I look up at her, and see how serious she looks.”

“I glance over at the other club members. They all look hopeful.”

“...”

“...What’s going on with me? On a normal day, I’d never agree to join this club.”

“But here I am.”

Mickey: “...I’ll do it.”

“Sayori’s face lights up.”

Sayori: “Yes! Mickey, I promise you won’t regret this!”

“She rushes back over to the others, and I follow her.”

Sayori: “Guys, guys! He said he’ll do it!”

“....ha.”

“They all look so happy, smiling and laughing. I can tell they’re really great friends.”

“Yuri and Natsuki clean up the table.”

Monika: “I knew you could convince him, Sayori!”

Sayori: “Hah…I had my doubts, honestly.”

Sayori: “I didn’t think he’d say yes! It’s a miracle!”

Mickey: “H-hey, I’m not that antisocial.”

Monika: “No one can be antisocial when hanging out with you, Sayori!”

“Me and Monika chuckle.”

Sayori: "Hey, Mickey, since we're already here, do you want to walk home together?"

"That's right - Sayori and I never walk home together anymore because she always stayed after school for clubs."

Mickey: "Sure, might as well."

Sayori: "Yaay~"

"With that, the two of us depart the clubroom and make our way home."

“Guess I’ve got to write a poem tonight. I hope I can do it.”

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