(Note: This will be the last official FTE. For the other FTE scenarios, I will devote to working on the plotline. Anyways...)
...Considering the conversations I've had with Danny recently, it'd be nice if we were to spend some more time together today.
Yeah. I'll spend some time with Danny.
Perking my head up, I turned back to the staircase, trotted to its lowest steps and hopped up it, soon returning to the second floor. Surprisingly, however, once I had reached the final step between the first two floors, I slammed into a pile of brown fur. My hooves were caught off guard, as I wobbled to the rear. I was saved from a harsh series of bruises and a possible broken limb by a certain arm, reaching out and barely managing to grab a hold of my dress.
"Oh good god! Peppa? Are you alright?!"
"Uhm... Yeah?" I tilted my head shakily, lining my eyes up with the one person that I was looking for.
Talk about irony.
"Phew... I'm glad you're alright!" Danny smiled, tugging me back onto the second floor with a slow pull. Once I steadied myself, he let his hardened hand go of my notably softer dress.
"What's going on?"
"I was wondering... If we could... Spend some time together..."
"Oh! Oh yeah! We can deffo do that!"
"...Thanks..." Relief rushed through my veins, nullifying the shock from nearly falling down the stairs.
"What... Should we do?"
"I ain't fully sure... Maybe we can walk into a random room and see what's interesting there!" The dog smiled, taking something along the lines of a U-turn and slamming into the left wall on the hallway on my left.
"Now then. There's a door here, so let's go in!" The dog smiled as he continued along with his plan. When I joined him by his side, he had already seemingly threw the door to the side, showing the way to the room behind it.
"...Woah... This must be the shop that Pedro found!"
"Huh?"
Noticing that Danny had already rushed forward into the room, I took my own steps further on. My sight was immediately stuffed with lines of metal mesh shelves stuffed with various... Crap of some kind. It was like how Danny had said: A shop. Despite that though, there didn't seem to be any kind of place for a cashier anywhere. What's more, the atmosphere in the shop was a bit iffy. The room had a candlelit, wooden tone to it.
"...Damn. You also think that it's a bit rundown Peppa?"
"Yeah... What happened here...?"
"Not sure. Maybe the supplies that came into here were a bit... Icky?"
"No, they look up to date." I replied, grabbing a pack of fudge and staring it down before returning it to the shelf.
That's when it hit me.
"How could supplies even get into here?"
"..." Danny stopped, before facing the floor. His body slowly turned to face mine, with his arm glued to his chin, and confusion in his pupils.
"...The thing that makes the most sense to me would be... That they were here before we were here. But that also doesn't make much sense! If that was the case, then... That means that it was supplied right before being completely locked up!" The dog had lost eye contact with me once again, seemingly rambling to himself. Me, however, started to consider the meaning behind his rambles a bit more seriously.
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PigRonpa: 11/16
Fanfiction...Was I expecting this? Were any of us expecting this? I believe not. That rubs in the pain even more. Even with... Him alongside me... It still hurts. But there was something my mum told me once. "Keep going through the hardships, and yo...
