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It was another beautiful day on Jabberwock Island – the sun was shining, the ocean waves gently lapped at the sandy shore, and all was calm. Gundham Tanaka had just finished gathering materials for the day, and had dropped them off with Hajime Hinata, the leader of the group. Usami had them collecting raw materials during part of the day to eventually make whatever item it was she decided. Apparently, it was all a team building exercise for the class while they stayed on the island. Now that his work day was done, Gundham did what he usually did and went to the beach. Usami had scolded him once before for not collecting hope fragments like the others did. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to collect them, though, it was more that no one seemed to want to be with him.
The closest person he had on the island was Sonia Nevermind, the princess of a faraway land. However, she was pretty popular on the island, and garnered a lot of attention. That meant she wasn’t free every day, which often left Gundham by himself.
Gundham sat on the beach, and his Dark Devas crawled out of their various hiding spots in his clothing and began to play in the sand. Gundham had removed his black combat boots and socks to stick his feet in the sand, enjoying the warmth it brought. He was not a fan of the water, as he had never learned to swim, but he managed to somewhat hide that fact from the others. Or, so he thought, anyway. Closing his eyes, he felt the sea wind blow through his hair and over his skin. Perhaps the island was not so bad, after all. Even if he was alone.
Ba-Ba-Ba-Buh!
Suddenly, Usami appeared on the screen hanging on the palm tree a couple of feet away from where Gundham sat. He quickly looked up at the sky, but it was not dark yet. So far, Usami had only made announcements in the morning as a wake-up call, and at night as a goodnight to everyone. Why would she be making one now?
Gundham slowly got up, brushing the sand off of his pants and collecting the Dark Devas, and walked over to the palm tree, eyebrows furrowed. What he heard Usami say next struck more fear into him than any dark beast ever had before.
“Hello class!” Usami’s cheery voice rang out through the screen’s speakers. “I have a very special message for you all! You all have been doing such a great job at collecting materials and hope fragments, that I have decided to give you all a prize!” Usami’s small animal-like arms swung up into the air, “On your next day off, we will have a class dance!”
Gundham’s mouth dropped open. There was no way this was real. Was it? “I have prepared formal wear for you all, so do not worry about that, hehe!” Usami winked. “For now, think about who you will go to the dance with! You wouldn’t want to show up alone would you? You might even get a hope fragment or two!” Usami pressed her paws to her cheeks, the excitement seemed to be too much for her to contain. “I am very excited, and I hope you are too! Good luck, and have fun everyone!” The screen went black.
Gundham continued to stare at the screen in horror. A dance? He had never been to a dance in his life. He hardly even hung out with his classmates so far, and he had been getting used to being alone. For the most part. The Dark Devas climbed up to sit on his shoulders, and one on top of his head. Perhaps they sensed his dread, and assumed there was a fight about to happen. But no, Gundham thought, this was going to be more brutal than any fight they had ever faced.