The SL characters play Among Us during the pandemic. That's it, that's the fic.
A new game starts like usual and everyone spreads to do their tasks.
Bare minutes later, the pop-up window of Dead Body Reported appears on everyone's screens, and they unmute their mics to talk.
Jim: Okay guys, I found Matteo's body in Admin.
Matteo: STOP KILLING ME FIRST. YOU GUYS NEVER LET ME PLAY. YOU'RE SUCH ASSHOLES!
Ramiro: Ssh, dead people don't talk.
Delfi: Okay, well, did anyone see anything?
Yam: It's been 2 minutes, I don't think anyone saw anything, we were all doing our tasks.
A few more minutes pass, accompanied by more kills.
Delfi: Okay, I found Black in Electrical. I have no idea where the other body was since I can't see anything.
Pedro: Who is 'PicoPalQLe'?
Nina: That's Ramiro. I was in cameras before they cut off the lights and I saw him going down on the right, but that was a while ago.
Simón: Did you see anyone near him?
Delfi: I say it was Ámbar.
Delfi: Well, where were you?
Ámbar: I was like literally on the other side of the map, in Cafeteria, doing the cables thing.
Jim: Yeah, well, you could've easily gone over there through a vent.
Ámbar: If I were an imposter, which I'm not.
Pedro: If you're not an imposter, why where you on the other side of the map instead of going to fix the lights?
Ámbar: Because going to Electrical is suicide? I was going to let the rest of you handle it while I did my tasks.
Jim: None of you ever fix the lights! It's always Yam and me going to fix the lights, and now she's dead. I'm not going next time.
Delfi: Hey, don't blame us. It's Ámbar who keeps sabotaging the lights.
Pedro: Okay. Simón, you know her better than anyone, is she lying?
Simón: Mmm... I think I rather not say. It feels like cheating if I use outside knowledge.
Jim: He's covering for her.
Delfi: It's totally Ámbar, I'm telling you.
Ámbar: You guys have been trying to throw me out since the beginning, and I get it, you're sore because of the last round. But I'm telling you, it's not me this time. Why don't you just accuse me when you have actual proof?
Delfi: *sigh* Fine, skip. But everybody watch out for Ámbar.
Luna: Wait, we're not voting Ámbar?
Pedro: I already voted for Ámbar.
The game continues and so do the kills until they're only 5 left, including the two imposters.
Simón hits the button for an Emergency Meeting.
Simón: Okay, I'm sorry, my love, but I have to give you away or we're going to lose.
Ámbar: WHAT?! Nonono, guys, it's Simón, it's Simón, it's got to be Simón! If he's accusing me, it means he is the imposter. He's trying to mind trick you!
Simón just started laughing.
Delfi: I've BEEN saying it but you didn't listen to me!
Luna: Omg, I was right with her in Cameras, she could've killed me.
Ámbar: IT'S NOT ME AND YOU'RE ALL GOING TO REGRET THIS. GOOD JOB LOSING THE FUCKING GAME.
—LaMejor was an Imposter—
Ramiro: Finally justice for my corpse!
Yam: gUyS iTs nOt mE— YOU KILLER!!
Ámbar: I am Not your love.
Ramiro: Don't worry, Simón, I'll be your new girlfriend.
The game continues. Simón is the next body they find. Now they're left to the final three.
Delfi: It's obvious that the second imposter went after him in revenge!
Pedro: Why do I sense from your tone that you mean me?
Luna: *suffering* Oh no, I don't know who to vote!
The seconds keep going down and they need to come to a decision or they'll lose the game. Both Delfi and Pedro try to convince Luna to vote for the other while absolutely tearing each other apart. It's almost worse than when they played UNO.
As the time is running out, Luna finally votes for Delfi.
Pedro: YES! Did we win? We have to have won.
—ChicaChic was not an Imposter—
Delfi: I TOLD YOU IT WASN'T ME!
The final screen reveals the two winning imposters, Ámbar and—
Luna's evil laugh rings through everyone's ears.
Ámbar: YEEEEESSSSSSS!!! LET'S GOOO!!!!
Nina: Damn, I should've known, she was too quiet.
Yam: HOW DID NO ONE SUSPECT LUNA?!
Ramiro: YOU GUYS ARE SO STUPID! LUNA LITERALLY SAID SHE WAS WITH ÁMBAR IN CAMERAS. THAT'S WHERE THE DOUBLE KILL WAS!!
Matteo: MY OWN GIRLFRIEND SLIT MY THROAT 10 SECONDS INTO THE GAME.
Simón: That stab in the back really hurt, Luna.
Matteo: YOU APOLOGIZE TO HIM AND NOT TO ME?
Yam: APOLOGIZE TO ALL THE PEOPLE YOU KILLED, YOU BUTCHER!
Ámbar: Good game, Luna, I'm starting to think we might be family after all.
After a quick bathroom break, they start another around.
Five minutes in, someone hits the button.
Simón: Okay, it's been 5 minutes and Matteo is still alive, vote him out.
Pedro: I was going to say the same thing.
Matteo: You guys can not be serious. Stop voting- STOP VOTING, MOTHERFUCKERS, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, ARE YOU SERIOUSLY GOING TO KICK ME OUT FOR NO REASON?!
Matteo: PORCA PUTTANA! MI AVETE ROTTO IL CAZZO! NON SI PUÒ GIOCARE CON VOI! ANDATE A FANCULO!
—NÚMERO1 was an Imposter—
Nothing makes me write harder than seeing all the bullshit they're trying to pull. Do whatever you want, D*sney, these characters are mine 😘😘😘
P.S: Did I ask my italian friend for help with Matteo's insults? You bet your ass I did. Shoutout to my lovely Chiara ♡
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