CH3 VOTING END!
"Well. That was a turnout and a half, wasn't it? But the majority- a whopping two votes!- goes to Goro!"
Awu seems to shake with laughter, before falling silent.
"... I gotta say. I ain't never been so insulted."
"Because you voted wrong."
"Wait."
"Took you until now, Stinkerbell? Who d'you think has the firepower to melt all that ice?"
When she discovered that Buzzby hadn't packed her a dinner- his fault, really- Awu was furious. Being the guildmaster, she considered herself entitled to a free perfect apple, but Buzzby was adamant to stick to the rules she'd set for him.
So, if only the murderer could get a perfect apple, Awu would play along.
She lured Umeko closer by offering the panpour her big apple- which, unfortunately, became stuck in the ice. However, Umeko was lured into a puddle of ice that had barely frozen over, melted by Awu's flamethrower.
When Umeko struggled on the thin ice, Awu went onto her hind legs and placed her front paws on Umeko's head, pushing her down and keeping her there until the ice froze over.
Awu's paws became stuck, but she pulled them out, leaving the dents in the ice, and she left to eat the perfect apple she deserved.
"See, kids? Now, I don't see any point in bumping off my fellow dark-type quadruped, so one of you Goro-voters-"
"Awu."
"You promised me that exactly this wouldn't happen."
"So, you were okay with them killing each other, or-"
"N-no! I was never okay with it, and you knew that! Y- why did you have to come here, talking about lords and legacies, why did you make me do this?! The kingdom, the voices, they were your dreams! They spoke to you!"
"You know, Buzzers, I don't like your tone right now. You'd better zip it before I-"
"N- n- no! You're going to pay, you're going to pay!"