Danganronpa Christmas Novels & Stories

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

Joe placed an arm around Maria, “I don’t know. We are waiting on Ash. He needs to figure out a plan where we all come out alive and Baku finally dies.” Maria then wrapped her arms around his torso. She cuddled against his chest, hiding her sad face behind her shoulder. I knew what she was thinking; she was never going to have her happily ever after. “Are you okay?” he asked stroking her back. She nodded, reaching up to kiss his neck before she went back to hiding. Ben picked up the bags of Christmas shopping from the door and brought them to the middle of the room. “Let’s celebrate Christmas.” “You mutt...” Billy began but Ann placed her hand over his mouth. She pulled it away slowly, reache

- JM "duhh! it is still 11:58!"- Dessa .... "12! Merry Christmas PAP-!"- Dessa/JM but before we complete our Christmas greeting to my father a purple fog suddenly appear and slowly occupying our house because of this all of us in the house, panics! "what was that! my children come beside me!"- Bobby me and my little brother approach papa quickly he hugs us both and slowly walks us out of the door but when we are at the outside of the door, the purple fog was still there and more thicker!

Mishka gave Alan back to Angela and took jealous Eric from Mrs Walton, who possessively wrapped his hand around his mommy, and, a few minutes later, dozed off. Christian, too, joined them. “Hello! Merry Christmas,” Christian wished Dylan and Angela and then bent on one knee in front of Mishka. “Can I have the pleasure of dancing with this gorgeous lady?” He asked, and Mishka blushed. “But he is sleeping in my arms.” She pouted, but Rose appeared, taking Eric from her, and Mishka smiled, accepting Christian’s hand. *** Pasha found Maya looking around for someone when he approached her. “Looking for Danny?”

"This is where Christmas lived all year long at our house. My mother collected more decorations every year. I'd like to decorate, if you'll help me." Danny's hands circle my waist and she rests her head against my back. I cleaned the room from top to bottom, and sorted through boxes of decorations yesterday after I finished outside. I wanted Danny to help me decorate, so I left the boxes I wanted toward the front, and what we wouldn't need, toward the back. Danny's fingers are holding tightly to my shirt. I look down at her fingers, and remember thinking a few weeks ago that I didn't think they were sexy. How fucking wrong I was. I take her hands and turn. My fingers go to the zipper of her

Dante said innocently, the strange eerie flame fading from his palm. Caspian exhaled sharply. Their son appeared to have inherited both he and Ramona's abilities. The heavens knew he did not know whether it was a bad or a good sign. He looked at Ramona, who was tense, and forced a smile at her to relax her. ... In the following minutes, the room filled with the aroma of gingerbread and pine needles, and the sound of carols filled the air. The tree, decked out with lights and ornaments, glittered exquisitely, and the fireplace crackled with warmth. Beneath the tree, there was a mountain of gifts just waiting to be opened.

What followed was Christmas morning chaos Charlotte opening presents with the enthusiasm of someone who’d been personally deprived, James watching from Seraphine’s lap with wide eyed confusion, wrapping paper everywhere, the particular joy and exhaustion of young children experiencing Christmas. “MAMA! DADA! Look what Santa brought!” Charlotte held up the large dollhouse she’d been requesting for months. “It’s PERFECT! Santa knows EVERYTHING!” “Santa is very observant,” Damien agreed, already starting to assemble the dollhouse which had approximately four thousand small pieces.

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.