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"The Engagement Party From Hell (and Somehow Everyone Loved It)"

You arrive at what was supposed to be a normal engagement celebration, but that was your first mistake. The venue is an abandoned theater rented out for suspiciously cheap with neon lights flickering, yet someone has spray-painted "LOVE IS A BAD DECISION" across the front entrance. Inside, chaos is already unfolding because at one of the tables sits Dalbit, dressed entirely in black, arms crossed, looking like she personally declared war on happiness. At another table, Mikayla is arguing with a wedding planner over the psychological implications of seating charts. Nearby, Mirua is somehow arm-wrestling three bodybuilders simultaneously and Misae is tuning an electric guitar loud enough to wake the dead. And standing on the stage is Sdistic, which is a problem because nobody invited the mob boss.

"Good evening, idiots."

Sdistic smiles, but nobody likes that smile because shes also canibalistic and smoking weed.

"Tonight's engagement party is now a game." the room collectively groans, "Oh for fuck's sake," Mikayla mutters.

Sdistic points at you, "The reader is getting engaged."

You blink in confusion, wondering what the hell is going on and, more importantly, who these people are. Nobody knows—not even Sdistic, who only came up with the idea because she thought it would be funny, maybe a lil bit but like she'd share.

Round One: Find The Ring

"There's an engagement ring hidden somewhere in this building." Sdistic grins, "First person to find it wins."

Immediately chaos erupts, Mikayla's Method? Mikayla pushes her glasses up, "Everyone stop." Nobody stops, "Statistically speaking, hiding places tend to favor areas of low visibility and emotional significance." Mirua stares, "...English."

"It's probably hidden somewhere dark."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

Dalbit's Method? Dalbit says nothing, she simply disappears into the darkness yet nobody notices because that's literally her entire personality. Five minutes later a voice comes from the ceiling, "...Found a dead raccoon." Everyone looks up to see Dalbit is somehow hanging from a support beam.

"That's not the ring."

"...I know."

Mirua's Method? Mirua decides searching is inefficient, she lifts an entire couch but the ring isn't there. She lifts another couch yet still nothing. She lifts a piano and then the people scream. Mikayla pinches the bridge of her nose.

"That's not how scavenger hunts work."

"It's working."

"No, it isn't."

Misae's Method? Misae kneels in silence, her eyes closed with ears listening and everyone watching. After thirty seconds she points dramatically toward a storage room.

"Spiritual vibes." with the room going silent, they check hoping fucking voodoo works but unsurprisingly it leads to absolutely nothing. Misae shrugs, "Worth a shot."

Fang's Method? Fang is the only normal person here. Which makes her the weird one as she calmly organizes search teams, creating maps, coordinating communication, and she actually behaves like an adult however the others immediately ignore her.

The Discovery? After an hour of absolute nonsense, Dalbit emerges from a ventilation shaft, covered in dust, and everyone stares.

"How the hell did you find it?" asks Mikayla.

Dalbit shrugs.

"...I got lost."

"YOU GOT LOST?"

"...Yeah."

"You accidentally won."

"...Sounds right."

The Proposal Problem

Sdistic claps, "Excellent." everyone knows that tone, it's the tone of a woman about to commit psychological warfare.

"The reader now has the ring."

You look down and see the damned ring is indeed in your hand.

"Now propose."

"What?"

"To somebody."

"What?"

"Somebody."

"What?!"

The room erupts.

Mikayla

"Oh this is going to be a disaster."

She immediately begins taking notes for science.

Mirua

"PROPOSE TO THE PIANO."

"The piano?"

"THE PIANO NEVER BETRAYS YOU."

Misae

"The ring should be returned to the universe."

Nobody knows what that means not even Misae.

Fang

"Maybe we should allow them to make their own decision?"

Everyone pauses.

Then ignores her.

Dalbit sits in a corner avoiding eye contact praying nobody notices her but unfortunately Mirua notices him.

"Oh my god."

"No."

"Oh my GOD."

"No."

"THE EMO'S BLUSHING."

"I'm literally not."

"You literally are."

"I'm not."

Her face is red, but the twist is Sdistic suddenly laughs a genuinely evil laugh which makes the room freeze, because evil people should not enjoy themselves that much.

"The engagement isn't real."

Everyone sighs in relief, yet she continues.

"The real game was seeing how long it'd take before all of you became emotionally invested."

Silence then Mikayla checks her notebook.

"...One hour and fourteen minutes."

"Damn."

The Ending?

The party dissolves into complete nonsense, Mirua starts a strength contest., Misae begins an impromptu punk-rock concert, Mikayla starts interviewing guests about romantic decision-making, Fang desperately tries to maintain order, Sdistic steals the wedding cake because apparently she can, Goof walks in an hour late from smoking weed, and Dalbit? She eventually sits beside you outside the theater quietly and awkwardly staring at the night sky, but after several minutes he finally speaks, "...Party was stupid."

"Yeah."

"...People seemed happy though."

"Yeah."

She looks away immediately,"...Good."

Then she stands up,"Anyway, don't make it weird."

"You literally started the conversation."

"I know."

She vanishes back into the building before you can answer.

From inside, Mirua can be heard yelling:

"THE EMO LIKES PEOPLE!"

Followed by:

"SHUT THE FUCK UP."

The crowd bursts into laughter. An hour after the engagement party had already descended into complete and utter chaos, they noticed someone, Goof. The room fell silent as everyone turned to stare at her as she blinks, "...Why is there a hole in the wall?" nobody answered, "...And why is there a piano hanging from the ceiling?"

Still nobody answered as Goof looked over at Mirua holding a refrigerator over one shoulder, "...You know what, never mind."

She wandered further into the room, completely unaware that he'd missed nearly every important event of the evening as Mikayla squinted at her.

"Goof."

"Yeah?"

"Where the hell have you been?"

Goof thought for a moment, "Outside."

"For an hour?"

"Maybe."

"Doing what?"

"...Research."

"What kind of research?"

"The botanical kind."

Mikayla immediately groaned.

"Oh my God."

Dalbit, who had been quietly hiding in a corner, finally spoke.

"She's high."

"I'm not high."

"You walked into a coat rack and apologized to it."

"The coat rack looked upset."

Misae nodded thoughtfully, "Respectable."

Fang rubbed his temples.

"Please don't encourage him."

Unfortunately, encouraging Goof was exactly what everyone decided to do. Sdistic appeared beside her like a demon materializing from thin air.

"Excellent timing."

Goof jumped.

"Jesus Christ!"

"No, worse."

"Fair."

Sdistic placed a hand on his shoulder.

"The reader is getting engaged."

Goof nodded.

"Cool."

A pause.

Then his eyes widened.

"WAIT, WHAT?"

"Exactly," said Mikayla.

"To who?" asked Goof.

"Nobody knows."

"What do you mean nobody knows?"

"Nobody knows."

"Not even them?"

"Nope."

"Not even Sdistic?"

"Nope."

Goof stared at the room, then she stared at the ring, then he stared at the reader, then she stared at a nearby lamp for some reason, and finally she pointed dramatically.

"I think they should marry the theater."

The room erupted, Mirua nearly collapsed laughing, Misae immediately started chanting, "Marry the theater! Marry the theater!"

Fang looked horrified, Sdistic looked delighted, Dalbit buried her face in her hands.

"Why are these my friends?"

"They're not," Mikayla replied. "We're all just trapped in the same narrative."

Goof nodded solemnly.

"That's deep."

"It wasn't."

"Still deep."

Within minutes, half the party was jokingly planning a wedding ceremony between the reader and the abandoned theater building. Misae volunteered to provide music. Mirua volunteered to carry the entire venue if it wanted to relocate. Fang desperately tried to explain why buildings couldn't legally consent to marriage, but nobody listened.As the chaos continued escalating, Goof sat down beside Dalbit,

"You okay, emo girl?"

Dalbit sighed.

"No."

"Me neither."

They sat in silence.

A beat passed.

Then Goof pointed toward the crowd.

"Think it'll get worse?"

Across the room, Sdistic had somehow acquired a flamethrower-shaped cake topper.

Dalbit stared.

"...Yeah."

A loud crash echoed through the theater.

Someone screamed.

Mirua yelled, "I CAN EXPLAIN."

Another crash followed.

Dalbit stood up.

"No, you can't."

And the engagement party somehow became even more chaotic than before.