Hey, this is Carmen! As I have been rather blackmailedly persuaded to write my own fic, here it is. This idea has been overused *shudder* and you might find it cliched, but I tried to make it unique. Due to the dares being from a generator, it's a little more T than I would want it to be, but...well..ah. So, yeah, I suck at writing, and this is probably really boring, but...review?
Rachel Berry lay on the bed as Finn sat awkwardly next to her. Kurt's hotel room was really big, and Finn was a little scared that Rachel would try to…um…act inappropriately. He remembered how she had tried to gain his attention by wearing a catsuit and dancing, which had totally freaked him out.
To his relief, Artie, Mercedes and The Cheerios arrived. Mercedes was wearing some weird outfit and they were lugging a sack full of something heavy and weird-looking. "I don't drink," said Rachel quickly.
"It's Coke," replied Santana more condescendingly than Rachel would have liked her to.
"Why are we here?" asked Brittany, spacing out as she admired the curtains.
"A party," replied Kurt, who had stepped out of the bathtub wearing… nothing. He seemed to be flaunting off his lower half rather proudly to the Cheerios, who were staring unimpressedly at the walls.
Mercedes threw him a pair of shorts. Kurt put them on unhappily and instructed all of them to sit in a circle. "OK, while waiting for Mike and Puck and the other Glee clubbers to arrive, we'll start. They should be here anyway."
Santana put a beer bottle in the middle of the circle.
"You said it was Coke!" declared Rachel indignantly. "Anyway, I'll start! I'm the captain of Glee Club, anyway, it's only fitting that I start…" She stood up in the middle of the circle, smiling happily and waiting expectantly for something to happen. Thirty seconds passed with everyone staring at each other.
"Um, you actually have to ask Truth or Dare," Brittany suddenly said.
Santana looked at her as if she could not tell whether Brittany was finally being logical or she was just lucky. Shrugging, she asked Rachel, "Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Rachel put her hands on her hips. "I'm not a chicken!"
"I never said you were," said Kurt quickly, putting his perfectly soft and manicured hands in the air.
"OK, let's see…" Santana paused for a while, before handing the dare to Brittany to read. "Spin around in a circle twenty times with your eyes shut, then stand perfectly still. If you can stand without moving your feet, taking a step, or falling, you are done. If you take a step, remove all clothes above the belt. If you fall, remove all clothes below the belt. Clothes stay off for 1 turn."
The room was momentarily silent for a few minutes, partly because Puck and the rest of the footballers had arrived along with Quinn. The dare was repeated for their benefit, and this caused many sounds of disgust. "Eww!" said Quinn, but the guys looked quite pleased. Rachel looked like someone had just smashed a bucket of slushies in her face.
Slowly, she began spinning. She kept spinning until she got to eighteen, then she kind of fainted into Finn's legs. "Ow!" yelled Finn, but Rachel was woozy and could barely get off his legs.
"Um, I think you need to strip," said Puck. Quinn slapped him.
"Can we let this pass?" asked Sam, who was trying to push his blond bangs over his eyes.
"No way!" yelled Puck.
"You're a pervert," replied Santana. "Someone, get her skirt off."
Suddenly, everybody was looking at Finn. "Wha…?" replied the latter, his hands making a large 'No' gesture. Rachel was stirring on his left leg and she slumped down again as she tried to remove her skirt.
"OK, we'll let it pass," said Puck, eager to get on with the game. Somebody was bound to strip sooner or later, preferably one of the Cheerios.
"Finn!" yelled Kurt.
"Um, truth," replied Finn, terrified of dares after what had happened to Rachel. He wasn't entirely sure if she was that dizzy, or she was just lying there to prevent public nudity.
"Have you ever had a crush on a boy?"
Finn looked up at the ceiling. Oh, well, that was embarrassing. He should just lie, but that would be so dishonorable! He noticed Kurt's eyes boring into his. He really had thought that particular boy was a girl! It wasn't counted…was it? He was sure someone would find out if he was lying. Deciding to suck it up and get it over with, he replied faintly, "Yeah."
The room descended into catcalls and whoops. "Who?" asked Mike.
"Kurt! Truth or dare?" yelled Finn a lot louder than he would have otherwise wanted to.
"Dare," replied Kurt bravely.
"Choose one player of the opposite sex. They may put a hickie on any part of your body that is currently exposed." Santana giggled as she said this.
"No way, San!" said Brittany. "What's a hickie, anyway?"
"Why did I even invite you guys here to play truth or dare?" wailed Kurt semi-sincerely. "Ah, well, I'll pick Mercedes."
"Why are these dares so dirty?" asked Sam.
"Because they're from a special online generator," replied Quinn.
"No way!" said Mercedes. Everyone stared dagges at her."Okay, but Kurt, you owe me big time, white boy."
Kurt stuck out his unblemished left hand and sighed while screwing his eyes closed. Mercedes managed to kiss it, leaving a faint hickie that would disappear in a day. Feeling relieved, Kurt told Puck while cleaning off his hand and applying creams, "Truth or dare?"
"Um, truth!"
"Coward," hissed Santana, before snatching the laptop. "Does anyone want anything to drink?"
The room buzzed noisily as everyone took their orders. Santana fished out drinks one by one. "We have Coke, Pepsi, beer, and orange juice," she smiled as everyone fought over the six-pack of beer. "Enjoy your alcohol while Rachel's asleep. It's much cheaper than room service, huh?"
After the drinks had been settled, Santana read out Puck's dare. "When is the last time you got really turned on in an inappropriate place?"
"Baby, I'm always turned on in an inappropriate place, if you know what I mean," replied Puck huskily.
"Shut up and answer the question," said Quinn.
"Oh fine, in the ladies' room at school," replied Puck nonchalantly.
"You were in the ladies' room?" asked Brittany.
"Way to go!" whispered Artie as Tina eyed him suspiciously.
"Tina, truth or dare?" asked Puck, diverting the attention from himself.
"Dare," replied Tina, her eyes fixed on Santana, who clicked 'Dare' on the generator. It came up with "The group chooses any member of the opposite sex. The girl then sits on the male's lap and you must kiss the other person's neck and face for one minute."
Puck whistled. Rachel got up suddenly. "I have a headache," she announced, having forgotten all about her earlier dare. "Keep going!"
No one wanted to see Rachel butt-naked (literally!), so they pretended to forget about the second part of her dare (much to Puck's dismay) and concentrated on Tina's. "Oh God no," said Tina. "Nonononono!"
"Aw, come on!" said Mike, who was rather looking forward to it.
"Noooo!" wailed Tina.
Quinn giggled as Sam tried to get her to recreate the dare on him. Santana looked pissed. "You guys have only had one beer! Stop acting inappropriate already! Tina, do the dare. Rachel, take some Tylenol. Puck, stop feeling Brittany up. Mike, stop teasing Tina. Finn, stop drooling! Artie, do not take off your shirt."
It was surprising how Rachel-like Santana could be when she was angry. Tina reluctantly got onto Mike and started kissing his neck unhappily. She managed to say "Quinn, truth or dare?" as she kissed her boyfriend.
"D-" said Quinn, just as all the lights went out.
"Blackout," said Kurt.
"Oh damn!" said Puck, who was in complete darkness. "We'd better get flashlights…"
"Quinn, listen up," announced Santana, "If the location you are at has a garden hose, you must allow one person in the group to completely soak you for 30 seconds. You may remove any clothing you wish prior to the soaking, but you cannot change clothes afterwards."
Puck wondered what colour Quinn's undergarments were, seeing as she was wearing a white dress. "We have a bucket of water," said Kurt.
"Why the hell do we...?" asked Mike.
"Shut up and get the water!" said Rachel, who was groaning on a pillow next to a very dazed-looking Finn.
"But I can't see!"
"Get a flashlight!"
"But I can't see!"
Santana felt a headache overwhelm her.
