With food, a dance floor, and music all prepared by infinites, there was little to hate about the party. Of course there were a few sour apples. Not everyone thrived in social environments, and some simply thrived where they were always unhappy, or could make others unhappy. Most of such individuals left, and the party was back in full swing. 

	Though there was an uninvited guest.

	Everyone was so enthralled with their dance partner, their musical instrument, or their food, their [i]something[/i] that they didn't notice the bear show up. His height lent itself to that, and his black and white body blended in with the table cloths and the shadows. Or maybe he was simply overlooked as a penguin. Not that the despair bear in good lighting could ever be mistaken for a hope penguin. 

	[color=magenta]”Now isn't this sweet as honey.”[/color] Monokuma wasn't quite loud enough to be heard over the music. [color=magenta]”Only in a place like this, surrounded by despair, could such a shoddy thing be considered a party.”[/color] The bear started to walk out onto the dance floor. [color=magenta]”Despair can make water taste like wine, deep fried chicken becomes thanksgiving turkey. Without misery, none of life's little spenders would mean a thing. You can't appreciate clean air until you've taken your first whiff of car exhaust.”[/color] By this point, people were starting to notice Monokuma walking across the dance floor. Krista wasn't going to stop playing, but she almost missed a few notes. [color=magenta]”Hey! It's not polite to stare at someone without a dancing partner! Maybe Mrs. Killgood left me a few years back, but that doesn't mean you young kids get to look at me like that! We'll see how you fair when you're a single parent surrounded by troublesome daughters!”[/color] Monokuma continued to walk in a straight line. He had a destination, a purpose. And it was at table two. The bear bent his knees and hopped onto the table. He scanned everyone in front of him. [color=magenta]”Wait, really? I arrived early? A doctor should be punctual, but it's not really that cool you know?”[/color] Monokuma turned to look at Mercy [color=magenta]”Well? You're a doctor too right? What do you think about that?”[/color] Mercy dropped her glass of punch and  took hold of her neck. Something was seeping out of the corners of her mouth. At first it looked like she was just coughing up some punch, but it became clear to everyone that she was coughing up blood. Lots of it. With her free hand, she took hold of the table and vomited. But the only thing that came up was more blood. She had another convulsion and released the table. Marcy fell onto her back, blood still oozing out of her mouth. She wasn't moving. [color=magenta]”So uh.”[/color] Monokuma lifted a paw to his face. [color=magenta]”Is it still a body discovery if it was never hiding?”[/color]