Oh my god.

I think I'm going to cry because I'm so proud of this.

Brace yourselves.

Disclaimer: UGH PROJECT FREELANCER IS SO GODDAMN CUTE UGH also I don't own RvB

It all started with one conversation.

North and York were sitting in the couch, playing video games nonchalantly. York was only playing with one hand, and North wasn't even looking at the screen. Both sighed, at the same time - they were bored. Well, not exactly - they were more like Bored with a capital B.

They both turned when the door opened, and then turned back to the game upon seeing South coming through the door, with a grumpy expression on her face. She watched them in silence for a second, and then: "I am so fucking bored. You shitheads gonna do something fun, or are we gonna lie around all night?" North sighed, and began to reprimand her.

"South, you shouldn't talk like tha-" South scoffed and interrupted.

"Yeah, yeah, don't fucking talk like that, South, I'm your perfect cockfaced older brother." Her voice was high and nasal. York snorted, and then started to talk.

"I am getting kind of bored. Could do with a couple of drinks, get the others over, we could have some fun." He stretched and tossed his controller on the couch, watching nonchalantly as his character got ruthlessly blown up by the simulation characters.

North sighed, and then turned off the game and threw his controller too. "Yeah, I could go for that." South smirked.

"Finally, getting off our asses over here. York, you go get Carolina and Tex. I'm getting Wash and Maine. North, you can try and get CT and Wyoming. And we are playing Truth or Dare, motherfuckers!" She cackled. North groaned.

"South, do we have to? We're all going to die, knowing you and knowing literally everyone else here." She sneered, and disregarded his complaints. North sighed, but got up and went out the door, followed by York, who looked slightly nervous at the prospect of convincing the two most serious, stick-up-their-asshole bitches in the whole universe to play goddamn Truth or Dare. Especially because he was in love with one and the other could kick his ass halfway to the sun.

York and North went down the hallway until there was a turn, where they would both separate to go to their respective people. North turned to York, saluted him, and ran the hell away.

York walked down the hall, rubbing his hands together. "Let's make some magic."

He waited only a moment to fluff up his hair and straighten his shirt, and then knocked on Carolina's door. She opened it, a foul expression on her face, but it softened when she saw him. York's eyes lit up - she was happy to see him. Talking in the most suave voice he could muster, he started to convince her (in a very sexy way, he hoped). "So, we're getting everyone together to play a little round of Truth or Dare. You in?" She thought for a second.

"Oh, what the hell. I was bored anyway." York smiled.

"You're in a good mood today. Was it something in the water, or am I just looking extra sexy right now?" He noticed the slight blush that rose to her cheeks, but she trained her expression with a serious look.

"Shut up, now let's go play some Truth or Dare." When he smirked, she did too. "I can give you as many laps as I want tomorrow." He lost the smirk.

"Well, first we have to go get Tex." She frowned. "What? It'll be funny to watch her dare other people." She looked apprehensive, but nodded and walked past him down to the gym where she knew Tex would be.

When they got there, Tex was throwing violent punches at a punching bag. And although it didn't need to be, her armor was still on. She turned towards them, and threw one last punch at the punching bag before walking over to where they stood. "What to do you want?" She growled.

York put his hands up. "Hey, just gonna ask if you wanna play Truth or Dare with the rest of us." Tex scoffed.

"Yeah, right. No way am I hanging out with the rest of you fucktards." York shrugged, and turned to leave, but Carolina stayed put.

"I dare you." She said. Tex looked at her inquisitively. "I dare you to play Truth or Dare with us." Tex didn't move. With a ghost of a smile gracing her lips, she continued. "Can't turn down a dare."

Tex stayed still for a moment, and then: "God damnit." She shoved past where York was standing still a couple of feet away, an amused expression on his face, and stormed out the door. York raised an eyebrow at Carolina, and then burst out into a fit of very un-sexy giggles.

Carolina sighed, and grabbed his arm to lead him back to the lounge, where the rest of the Freelancers would surely be waiting for them.

She dragged him down the hall, his giggles floating down the halls and causing more than a few people to stick their heads out of the rooms that they were in and watched their extremely dignified journey down the hall, Tex stomping through and thoroughly terrifying everyone, followed by Agent Carolina dragging a giggling York. Everyone sighed, and then turned back to what they were doing.

When they did reach the Freelancer lounge, everyone else was waiting. North and Wash were talking in the corner, Wyoming and Maine were just hanging out, South was playing a videogame, and CT was nowhere to be seen.

South set down her controller. "Finally! You guys were taking fucking forever." Tex sighed.

"Let's get this shit over with." South looked at Tex skeptically, and then questioned her.

"Why are you still in your armor? Everyone I know would be glad to have a chance to take it off." Tex looked around and shrugged.

"It's comfortable. Besides, Wash has his helmet on too." Indeed, Wash was still wearing his helmet, but nothing else. Everyone turned to him, and he looked a little uncomfortable under all of the stares.

"What? I don't like taking it off that much, anyway... and, also I want to record it whenever you guys do something stupid!" North and York shook their heads and chuckled, but left the poor guy alone. Everyone else turned back to Tex, who was sitting in a chair in the corner.

The rest of the chairs were arranged in a circle, and slowly everyone picked out a chair in the circle and sat down. Tex spoke up. "Well, I'm asking first." South narrowed her eyes.

"Why do you get to go first?"

"Because Carolina fucking dared me to play, that's the only reason I'm here. Now shut up and let me think." After a moment, she sat up straighter and the smile she had made was apparent in her voice. "Wyoming." He looked up, surprised. "Truth or Dare?"

He thought for a moment before answering. "Dare." Everyone else groaned - Wyoming had just condemned himself. Tex chuckled, and then laid it on him.

"Prank call the Director."