Chapter one: Let the game begin
"About fucking time!" I hear Cartman yell from the other end of the circle we were sat in.
Since it was my house, I assumed it was only hospitable that I got up and opened the door for Clyde and Kevin who were now half an hour late to our big truth or dare night.
"Hey guys, what took you so long?" I stare down to see a taco bell wrapper in Clyde's hand.
"Taco bell huh?"
"Yer, Clyde wanted a taco, he was crying, I didn't know what to do!" Reasons kevin, pushing past me into the house. I glare back at Clyde who is now licking his fingers,
"Well are you gonna come in? We've been waiting long enough!"
"Yer, yer" He waves me off, chucking the eaten crunch wrap supreme onto my lawn. I let out a sigh and close the door behind him before heading back into the living room.
"Hey bros!" Screams Clyde, leaning down to pull Tweek and Craig into a 'bro hug'.
"Ugh, get off me Clyde" Craig moans, pushing Clyde off him and Tweek. He heads over to sit by Kevin. They all look at me tentatively, I am the host so therefore I must give them guidance on what to do.
"Well,where do you guys wanna do this?" I ask.
"How about the treehouse, then we can't wake your bitch ass mom up." Cartman sniggers, I hear Kenny let out a devious chuckle, causing me to sigh. So I didn't even want to hold this thing at my house, I just lost a bet, but here we are, all ten of us. If my mom finds out about some of the stuff we'll be doing I'm screwed.
"Okay we'll do it in the treehouse, come on." Reluctantly I guide them to the back door, holding it open as they trail out. I do like my treehouse, and I'd much rather do it in there than in here. However. I can't say I've ever had 10 people in my small treehouse before, and Cartman counts as 3, so that's 12.
Just as everyone's out in the garden I run over to grab some stuff we might be needing; A flashlight, a bottle, a camera, all the normal truth or dare shit. Before heading on out into the darkness. Its really cold tonight, well south park is always cold, but it just seems colder. Maybe it's because I'm scared. We don't play this game much, and I can tell some of these dares are going to be hardcore.
I start climbing the ladders, reaching the top I see a dozen eyes staring at me as though I've walked in on something I sghouldnt have.
"What?" I ask, slightly scared.
"Nothing." Stan answers, I shoot him a glare, slowly pulling myself up. Causing the whole structure to creak.
"ARGH, It's gonna fall!" Tweek cries.
"No it's not, you got Cartman up here, I won't make much difference."
"Ay! I'm not fat, I'm big boned!"
"You must have a really big bone in your butt then!" Token says, causing me to smile, that's actually kinda funny.
I set the bottle down in the middle of the circle. Placing myself between Stan and Kenny. Probly best I don't sit next to Cartman.
"Okay, so we spin the bottle and whoever it lands on has to go first, okay?"
They all nod.
"Stan would you like to do the honour?" I gesture at the bottle.
"Al'ight" He reaches out, spinning the bottle.
It spins and sping over the mossy wood, landing on one Kenny McCormick.