A/N: So starts a new drabble series! Summary gave most information, so I'm not going to repeat it all here.
Before this starts, I just want to warn about the possible grossness (might not be gross to some of you) of this chapter, and possibly subsequent ones. Just try to remember that they are teenagers, and therefore are prone to having gross senses of humour. Especially the boys. You know that if this show wasn't for kids, there'd be more outright disgusting jokes.
DISCLAIMER: No, the show is not mine. If it were, Canada would've just kept playing new episodes and not showed re-runs (at least we're starting to get new episodes now, if last week was any indication)
The Games We Play 1- "If the guest asks..."
"Ok, so, Emma, if the guest farts and asks you to inhale it, what do you say?"
So began the latest round of "If the guest asks..." the newest game for the staff at Surfer's Paradise. It was a fairly simple game (which, Fin joked, was because Reef made up the rules) of Bummers own design (though he didn't know it). One player had to make up something disgusting that a guest could ask the staff to do, then ask another player what they'd say. Points were given for the grossness of the question, or creative and gross answers. Bonus points were given if a player retched.
The game was hardly based in reality, but that wasn't the point.
"Bra, that's weak." Broseph commented, shaking his head at Lo
Lo shrugged. "What? I'm not as gross as you. Anyways, Emma?"
The players- made up right now of just the new staff- turned to look at the red head. Emma had a look of disgust etched on her face. "Um...one big whiff, or several delicate sniffs?" she tried.
"Works for me." Lo said.
"Oh, ok! My turn!" Reef declared. "Broseph. The guest has a psycho-killer fixation and wants to disembowel you. What do you say?"
"Certainly, bro. Would you also like to cut me open, or should I do it myself to make it easier on you?" the blonde replied easily.
"That's it, I'm out." Lo declared, scooting out of the circle. "This is getting too gross for me."
Emma gave the rest of the group an apologetic glance. "Me too. Sorry." She said, joining Lo a couple inches outside the circle.
Fin rolled her eyes. "Alright, suit yourself then. I'm staying."
"Then it's your turn, bra." Broseph told her.
"Great. Just let me think."
"She's probably going to come up with something girly." Reef whispered, elbowing Broseph. The afro'd surfer grinned.
"No doubt. Girls can't do nasty." He agreed. He jerked his thumb over to wear Emma and Lo were sitting as if to prove his point.
Fin shot a quick glare over to the two boys, before returning to her thinking. Reef let out an exaggerated sigh. "C'mon, ugly. Time's wasting."
Finally, Fin grinned, an evil grin that spread across her face. "Ok, Reef." She began, voice silky smooth, putting as much emphasis on his name as possible. "The guest asks you for a smoothie..."
Reef snorted. "Oh, like that's so gross."
Fin tossed him another glare, then continued. "However, they want a smoothie made of blended up rats."
"That's easy. I'd ask what kind of rat they want."
"Let me finish, Reef! The guest also tells you that just blending the rats isn't good enough for them. Too lumpy. So, they want you to chew them so they'll blend smoother. Now, what do you say?"
"Bra, that's nasty." Broseph said, a hint of admiration in his voice. Fin grinned widely at the praise, then turned to Reef.
"So?" she asked, daring him, devilish grin still one her face. "What would you say?"
Reef didn't answer. He was too busy staring at Fin with a look of complete and total admiration. If it were possibly, his jaw would've been on the ground.
"You're…you're amazing!" Reef finally said, "That's disgusting!"
The blonde's grin dropped, replaced by quickly reddening cheeks. "Uh..."
From their vantage point, Lo elbowed Emma and the two snickered. "So getting together." Lo whispered.
A/N: Sorry to any and all fans of rats.( And to anyone whose stomach might've churned even the slightest bit.)
So, this is going to be a quasi-request drabble series. You guys can, if you want, give me a game (tag, Monopoly, truth-or-dare, whatever!) you'd like to see Stoked characters playing. If it's an uncommon game, be sure to explain the rules. If you want only specific characters playing, tell me who. If you want romance, tell me how much, and who between (but you definetely have to give me a game. Otherwise I won't accept the request). If you just want a general drabble with no romance, just say so. If/when I write it, I will post it and credit it as your idea. PM or review, doesn't much matter.
Review if you liked, review if you thought it was gross, review if you have a request.
Oh, also! 3 STEPS READERS, BRING YOUR ATTENTION HERE!!!! The 4th chapter is coming! I swear. My laptop just crashed, so I've had to rewrite the whole thing. It'll be up by the weekend, so please don't lose hope!