<First oneshot here... Hope it's good! Art is by me, please don't steal it^>

<This oneshot consists of blood, angst, and some fluff. Obviously not for primary school children. 3rd POV sticking to Red. BTW Night Duty only applies to this oneshots, not the game. Hope you enjoy!>

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01:28 --- Day 2 --- The Thorns Strike Back.

  'Wasn't expecting that to happen, were you, Lime?' Red gave a smug grin at the dead, bloody body laying in front of him, backside up. 

  'Karma has it's ways in revenge. So this is my karma towards you. Be mindful of who you humiliate next time.' Red waved his gloved hand at him satisfied, before jumping into a nearby vent.

   You might be wondering why Red was so spiteful towards Lime, to the point of killing him.

   Well, it was all so innocent at first. Lime just had a romantic interest with Purple and made his move. She swiftly rejected him with no second thoughts... And of course, knowing Lime, he doesn't take rejection well.

   So he humiliated her, with no guilt covering his mind, just angered love. You'll learn what he has done to her later on.

   When Red witnessed this, he couldn't help but feel... Incandescent towards Lime. Angered. Wrathful. So when it was Red, Lime, Purple, and Orange who were picked for night time duty, he pounced at the chance to kill him. Which all went according to Red's infinitely-proceeding plan as Imposter.

   Poor Lime. All he wanted was a girlfriend, and a Cocoa Coolah from the cafeteria. If Lime were alive, he'd probably be screaming into his mic, calling Red a ''jealous cuck.''

   Once Red jumped outside of the vent, he looked around for any witnesses of his behavior, happy to see that nobody saw him. He quickly ran over to the card station with a scheming grin, using a faulty card to fool anyone who would walk in and see him.

   Soon, he heard a high-pitched screech from shock pierce through the darkened silence. Looks like they've found Lime. Plan B is now in effect.

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14:34 --- Day 1 --- The Rose's Love Is Provoked.

  "Reeed!I need help in Electric! The wires are too tangled!" Purple ran over to Red, stress clouding her eyes.

   Red would always feel a tinge of heartburn whenever she would run up to him with a problem that needs solving. After all, that shows that she trusts him with difficult things she can't do-- and it makes him feel very useful. And... Cherished, somewhat. People wouldn't exactly ask for his help because of how 'sus' he is, which secretly, made him feel somewhat lonely.

  "Don't worry princess, I'll help you in a flash," He said calmly, while he connected the wires in the storage, finishing it in a flash. "Alright, lead me to it, dearie."

  Purple pouted at Red's lowered, sly eyes before laughing it off. "You're a strange guy, y'know that?"

   Although the compliment/tease wasn't much, it was enough to make Red grip at his aching heart. She's just so adorable in his eyes.

   And of course, there was no way he was going to kill her. He'd rather gouge out the bloody organs of a giant rat slowly and painfully than kill her.

   Purple grabbed Red's hand, and led him into the Electric Room. He couldn't help but feel like this was some sort of... Date. It's silly, even for him, but it felt close to it, since the two of them were alone. And the hand-holding, although the norm for her since she does that with everyone, he still appreciated it.

  "Here's the wires... S-sorry, I'm not so good at these..." She said guiltily, looking away from the messed up wires in embarrassment.

  Red shook his head and grabbed Purple's far shoulder softly. He had a small, romantic idea, but it was going to be risky. "No no, it's alright," He pulled her gently in front of him, making her look up at him with curiosity. "I'll help you with them. Just follow my lead."

   Purple looked at him weirdly for a moment, (her cheeks were also notably light purple) and nodded with trust in her eyes. Red smiled back, and proceeded to open the small door to the electrical box.

   Yeesh. Okay, she definitely wasn't good at wires. Thankfully, none of them are ripped, but some looked strained, and others were in the wrong place, tied into the wrong wire. But he's sure the two of them can fix it.

  "Okay, let's start with this one..." He gently grabbed Purple's right arm and moved it towards a strained, teal wire. She was a bit surprised by this, but was strangely comfortable with it. "All we need to do is disconnect this and the others, and then we connect them with their colors."

   The process of him guiding her arms around the electrical box continued, connecting wires, disconnecting wires, untangling and tangling...  Sometimes it even felt like he was her dance instructor or something. But all random thoughts aside... He felt like this experience rejuvenated him almost. As for Purple... She felt a little flustered.

  "Ahhh, we're all done!" She said as she leaned against the wall, across from Red. "You're really good at instructing... You should be a task teacher or something." She joked, smiling brightly at him.

  He laughed back calmly, before smiling back, a small blush visible on his face. "Maybe... But then I would be too busy instructing everyone else, and I wouldn't have time for you," He subconsciously flirted, straightening his back.

   Purple's face grew a deep shade of grape, and she immediately looked down to avoid anymore flustering. Red cocked his head to the side. His obliviousness to love would probably be the cause of his death if he wasn't Imposter.

  "Y-yeah, I-I would miss you too..." She mumbled, her blush calming down slightly. "After all, you do mean a l-"

  "Purple! Nice hair, babe. How's it going?"

   The two of them looked over in shock to see the one and only Lime standing in front of them, a slightly angered, but smug expression resting on his face. Red knew Lime was going to try and use this as blackmail sooner or later.

  "Sooo sorry to interrupt you guys, but... I need Purple for a moment. She and I have 'business.'" Lime said, grinning like a madman at Red, while he glared back at him.

  Purple's flustered face soon faded into a disappointed smile, almost as if she were upset that Lime had confronted them. "Yes... We do have a meeting around this time..." She said, trying to hide her frustration.

  Lime forcefully grabbed her hand, making her flinch and Red's glare to become deadly. "C'mon Purple! Let's go!"

   And then they were gone. Red wished it was Lime who had gone away, except for Purple. Lime and everybody else was not needed to interrupt her and Red's relationship. He angrily balled his fists, glaring at the entrance of the Electric Room.

   If only he could make that happen... Oh wait, he can. He smiled at the thought of his bloody, bloody plan to kill Lime. It was going to be risky, but it was all going to be worth it.

   He walked out of the room, and headed right, where he thought he saw Lime and Purple dash of too. Once Lime was alone, he was going to take him out as fast as he can. But then again, that might not work, since there are so many fellow crewmates passing him in the hallways.

   Suddenly, the loud pounding of running boots was heard pelting the metal ground across the lower engine, and soon, an oil drenched, purple lady with a pigtail ran into the crowd, her face being covered by her hands in deep embarrassment and sorrow. She ran into the hallways, faint sobbing could be heard from her as she ran by.

   Many of the witnesses; the crewmates; were concerned of her well being. Many of them began to talk with worry within their voices...
  "Was that Purple? Did somebody cover her in oil...?"
  "Poor girl. Seeing as how she ran from over there, and the only people walking there were Lime and Purple, that was in no doubt Lime..."
  "I'm confused. Why would Lime just do that?"

  "Lime's getting night time Medbay duty for this. What an asshat!"

   Red's face remained the same, shocked poker-face for a long, long while. To think that Lime would do such a humiliating, ego ripping thing. What a monster. What a egotistical, annoying little, fanboy chum chum-lookin' ass, monster. Until, his face suddenly contorted in immense rage.
  "That bastard is dying tonight." 

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01:39 --- Day 2 --- The Thorns Strike Back.

   The three crewmates ran into the cafeteria urgently, worry plastered across their faces. Looks like Red was going to have to play the victim card.

   You may ask whether the average color astronaut feels bad for killing somebody. After all, there's always that one bitter aftertaste, right?
No. This is Among Us we're talking about. Nobody feels bad, all they want is to kill their bratty sister and laugh at their face while claiming victory! And, this is Red. Red feels no regret for any poor soul he reaps.

  "I-I found Lime in the cafeteria..." Orange whimpered as she pointed over where Lime's body was, a grotesque display of a revenge-filled bloodbath. "Looks like that noob didn't survive... Press F for respects, wholesome Gunchus moment..."

  "I was in the bottom right checking the engines and oxygen levels... I think I passed Red on his way down when I was heading up to O2, so I don't think he was there at the cafeteria." Purple explained her alibi. Strangely, she seemed almost... calmer now that Lime was gone.

   Red held a ghostly smile to himself. 'Good work. Now turn the blame on Orange.'

  "Yes, I was heading to Electrical to check if the electricity was still strong, then I went to Admin. The only person I didn't see on my patrol was Orange and Lime..." He explained, putting a fake troubled look on his face.

  "W-what?! It wasn't me! It could've been Purple! Or one of the other crewmates who might've snuck out! Don't blame a fellow sister!" She quickly protested, shock written across her face.

  "That is a good theory Orange... But you're acting awfully suspicious right now. Sorry, but we're gonna have to eject you." Purple supported Red's argument, shaking her head at Orange. 

  "What?!? No! You guys can't just eject me like that! This is so unfair!!" Orange yelled angrily as Red held her down as he opened the eject exit, abruptly throwing her as soon as it opened.

  "Goodbye, scapegoat." Red whispered to her, secretly smiling.

  "HAAAAAAAX!!" She screeched angrily as she began to lose oxygen.

   Red and Purple looked at the screen beside the eject exit with suspense, since it showed whether a crewmate could be Imposter or not. Purple leaned in next to Red nervously...

Orange was not the Imposter.

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1803 words... That took longer than expected!! Hope you enjoyed!