On December 25th in London, at midnight (well past young Eva's bedtime), Sven and Train Heartnet, the most newlywed Chronos Couple, sat together. They were both drunk out of their gourds on eggnog. Eva had gotten a cold from the cold weather. She was passed out from cold medicine in the corner. Sven and Train had been playing Truth Or Dare for hours.
"Alright Sven.. Alright. Truth or dare?" asked Train.
Because of his severe lack of sobriety, Sven mumbled out "Dare... Dare, Train, I'm brave."
"Alright.. But you have to do it, no matter what it is," Train replied, slowly falling out of a large red armchair.
"I know.. Give me a dare."
"I dare you..." Train said, giggling, "I dare you to touch Eva's nose." He pointed towards Eva, still passed out from the cold medicine.
"What?" Sven said. "No.. No way, Train, that's gross."
"Hey, you said you'd do it," Train said. "So you have to. In fact.. I triple dog dare you!"
Dressed in a festive spiderweb gown, Creed, sipping grape cider champagne in the corner out of a skull, burst out, "A triple DOG dare? From the Black CAT? Oh, how delightfully ironic..." He then began to cackle madly.
"Triple dog dare.. Shit, that means I have to." Sven stood up slowly and walked over to Yve. Train pulled out his gun and shot Yve's luchador mask off of her, leaving her face exposed, exposing her soft, fleshy nose. Sven suddenly felt a mixture of feelings he hadnt felt before, love, lust and disgust all at once. He wanted to pull away but knew the triple dog dare was a binding contract.
And so he reached forth and he tapped her hook-shaped nose but once.
And he recoiled in disgust.
And Yve snored.
And Train giggled, then passed out drunk.
And Creed cackled madly.
The end.