Doki Doki After Party Club

[myliteratureclub]

[Later into the evening, everyone will find familiar handwritten notes on their doors. It's pretty obvious who it's from:]

"Please come to the cafeteria if you don't want to be alone or talk some things out. Emiya (Shirou) will be preparing food. You're also welcome to bring your notebooks if you'd rather just write with company."

---Monika
[Those who decide to come will find nothing has really changed in the cafeteria, but Monika sitting at one of the tables while Shirou cooks in the kitchen. She has a new stack of notebooks and pens with her in case someone needs it. Monika does her best to greet everyone with a smile. The only real comfort though is the smell of good food.]

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[preconstruction]

[ >follow hat. like he's crawling under the table to find her right now. i don't make the rules. ]

Doris?

[destroythefuture]

[Oh. It's the android. The one who looks just like a human and seems to have a variety of forensic tools. One of the few that could be a problem. Doris' many legs fold out of her, she clings on the underside of the table, and activates her projector.

A floating copy of the Bowler Hat Guy's head appears, not saying anything yet, glaring at Connor. What do you want, Connor?]

[preconstruction]

[ well thats....interesting. ]

What are you doing out here?

[destroythefuture]

[...oh. Oh noooo, it's an attempt at conversation. She has no way to hold a conversation other than...hmmmm....

The top of the hat opens, a cartoonish sign springs out, behind the projection of the head]

Spying, what else could I be doing?!

[Well that certainly isn't a lie]

[preconstruction]

[ oh my god ]

I'm going to need to ask you to stop.

[destroythefuture]

[Stop? Well alright. Stop.

The projection disappears, the sign vanishes back into the hat, and with a beeping noise the lens and the legs retract. Doris let herself fall to the floor, pretending to be inactive.

Look, Connor, she stopped, since you asked so nicely! She totally isn't active anymore! If you pick her up she won't even try to escape!]

[preconstruction]

[ this seems like a trap. so he sends a message to the bowler hat guy: ]

Your hat is hiding under a table. Please retrieve it.

[destroythefuture]

[Oh you tattletale. Unable to see the message, Doris stays still, waiting for Connor to leave her somewhere so she can sneak and continue her spying.

The hat man doesn't reply. Instead, after a few minutes, he peeks into the cafeteria, locating Connor, and strides towards him. This has to be a trap, he's sure of it, but he can't leave Doris at the hands of a kidnapper]

Why do you have my hat? You stole her, you thief!

[Oh. Wait. It's evening. The hat guy shakes his head, raising a finger]

Wait, I'm wrong. You stole her, you burglar!

[Surprise, he learned something!]

[preconstruction]

I literally sent you a message to retrieve it. Why would I do that, if I meant to take it from you?

[ come on man ]

[destroythefuture]

It's some double psychology trick?

[...okay, not even he can think that. Groaning and giving up, he takes the hat]

Gimme that.

[Doris is so disappointed., seriously]

How did I even lose it...I hadn't noticed until a moment ago it wasn't in my room...

[preconstruction]

It probably walked off without you noticing.

[ dont trust technology ]

[destroythefuture]

I don't think so! She wouldn't just walk away without telling me. We're partners!

[It's going to take so long before he remembers he shouldn't trust her, hah]

[preconstruction]

Well, it did.

[ too bad dude but he gets up from underneath the table. ]

Just keep an eye on it.

[destroythefuture]

[He extends a hand, and then, as if it was a lot of effort, he finally says:]

...thanks. I guess. For telling me.

[Do you know how long it has been since he thanked anyone, Connor? Having manners feels so alien to him right now]

[preconstruction]

[ oh what a nice human. humans hardly ever thank him!! ]

You're welcome.