Dribble woke the next morning and went to breakfast. He didn't even bother to put on his work uniform, something that everyone else immediately noticed. The mess hall felt different now that Vanessa and Bill had died.

Dribble took a plate of food and began to eat. He barely noticed Natsuki sitting across from him.

“Hey, pal.” She said, “You’re still in your pjs.”

“Like I give a sh*t?” He growled back.

“I'm just trying to help you, geez!” She remarked.

“I don't want your help right now!” Dribble said. “Two people died, and I still feel like sh*t!”

“Maybe if you went and actually took care of yourself, you’d feel better!” Natsuki snapped back.

“YOU LITTLE-” Dribble snarled.

“ENOUGH!” Heket slammed her fists down on the table, causing Gourmand to hide under it, Gabriel to flinch and back up, and Holly to hide behind him.

“I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANYONE FIGHTING AFTER WHAT HAPPENED TO VANESSA AND BILL! I WILL NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO BE KILLED AS THEY-” She made a ragged gasp for air, and then began to cough.

She coughed a lot. Ichor began to spray out of her mouth as she coughed.

“HEKET!” Gabriel rushed over to her.

“Lady Heket!?” Toy Freddy gasped as he entered the room.

Heket stopped coughing and looked at Gabriel.

“Are you okay!?” He asked, and Heket nodded in reply.

“.....I…I’m fine….” She replied in a raspy voice.

“You just coughed up ichor everywhere!” Holly said, with a concerned look on her face. “My a*s you’re fine.”

Heket cleared her throat, and wiped her mouth off.

“I am okay. I am not ill, and I am not sick. What I am, is injured. You see…my secret didn't tell one important thing. I once had an older brother. His name was Narinder. And he…he did THIS to me.”

She took off the bandages she wore, revealing a mangled and torn throat. Natsuki winced, able to keep her lunch down.

Gabriel winced too, and Holly gasped.

079 looked worried, and Tavish just shook his head.

“Aye, Narinder must’ve been an a*shole if he did that to you.” He remarked.

“That word doesn't even begin to describe it, Tavish.” Heket spoke as she put the bandages back on. “I wasn't the only one he wounded. He blinded Leshy, deafened Kallamar, and split Shamura’s skull in two.” She sighed. “...and now…I am going to be going to take a nap.”

Heket left the room, leaving the mess hall to go to her room.

‘I guess that leaves me some time to hang out with someone.’ Dribble thought. ‘I'm gonna hang out with Gourmand.’

He flagged Gourmand down once he got out from under the table, and he sat next to Dribble.

“I take it you want to hang out?” Gourmand asked.

“Yep. And I have a question. What is Rain World?” Dribble asked.

“Rain World is the name of the world I come from. Every few cycles, rain pours down at ridiculous speeds. Even worse, everything there has resurrective immortality. Though, I wouldn't be surprised if Monokuma took my immortality away.” Gourmand remarked.

“Oh, I bet.” Dribble remarked. “How did you earn your title of Ultimate Gourmand?”

“Heh…funny story. I killed and ate one of every creature on my planet that was both edible to a slug cat, and that I could kill. Sans other slug cats, of course.” The fat slug cat remarked.

“Impressive.” Dribble said.

“Anyways, I'm going to go try the Pink Girl’s cupcakes now. She said she’d make some for me.” Gourmand scurried off.

‘Maybe I should go hang out with someone else now.’ Dribble thought to himself. ‘It wouldn’t hurt to check on Heket, now would it?’

Dribble made his way to Heket’s room, which was across from Gabriel’s room. He knocked on her door.

“Come in.” She rasped.

Dribble walked in on the gory sight of her trying to change her bandages. Ichor was all over her hands, and she looked like she had just killed someone.

“Yikes…need help?” He asked, and Heket nodded.

Dribble grabbed the bandages and helped her place clean bandages on her wounds, to which she smiled.

“...We should probably both wash our hands.” Heket remarked.

Dribble nodded. The two went into the bathroom and washed their hands.

“You said you had siblings, Heket. Who were they?” Dribble asked.

“Ah yes, my siblings. Leshy is the youngest. He uses the Green Crown, crown of chaos. Quite the temper on him. Kallamar is older than me, and he uses the Blue Crown, crown of Pestilence. He’s quite the coward, but the last thing you want to do is back him into a corner. Then there was the traitor Narinder. The Red Crown, the crown of death, was his. He was always plotting something. And the eldest of us is Shamura. They use the Purple Crown, the crown of war. They’re easily the wisest.” She explained.

“You sound like you really do care for your siblings, besides Narinder, of course.” Dribble remarked.

Heket was about to speak, but was cut off by the night time announcement.

“I guess that’s my cue.” Dribble left her room and headed to his own, sighing.

He thought back to Heket’s secret. What was Narinder’s goal by betraying his siblings?

He thought back to Vanessa’s death. Bill’s death. Why?

Dribble slowly closed his eyes, and drifted into sleep.

This was hell, and Dribble was suffering.