I don't own the Night World which is a shame because if I did I could have a full-time job humiliating Ash, Quinn, Hunter, Eric, David and a few other people. Maybe one day...sigh.
This is my third fanfic-set AFTER Bella vs Mary-Lynette and Into Twilight-my first 2 (stating the obvious) so my advice is: read those first if you want to understand everything.
Thierry's PoV
The daybreakers were bored and I was worried because whenever the others were bored, twice as many things (MY THINGS) broke.
"Hey Ash, wanna play catch with a priceless ming vase?" Quinn yelled. See what I mean?
So I, being the oldest and, therefore, the wisest, completely disregarded my brain and suggested they play a game. They dragged me along (against my will, might I add) and gathered the other daybreakers. Now it's time for the pre-apocalypse apocalypse. AKA: Truth or Dare-Daybreaker style!
"Okay, people! Here are the rules!" Mare yells. "Truths are answered as soon as they are asked. Dares are performed at the end of the round." she scans our faces, checking we're all listening.
"We will vote somebody out at the end of each round, after the dares are finished and at the end of the game, the winner gets to sing with me onstage in my tour. Unless the winner is Ash, Morgead or I. If it's Morgead, he's dancing-and that goes for the other boys who can't sing. Any girls who can't sing-well, I don't need tell YOU what to do. We can do this whole fan thing. Anyways... if it's Ash, well he can't sing for toffee and I can't trust him not to murder/petrify any boys/ girls who whistle at me and/or call me sexy therefore, he's staying in the wings. If it's me, I'll just choose somebody. Maybe someone different for each stop!" a slightly demonic smile grows on her lips. (A/N: In the story I'm planning to write after this, I'll be describing Mare's journey to Circle daybreak-she's become an international pop star whilst Ash was away and now she's really famous-the daybreakers were all fans even before they knew it was mare because she had a stage name and Ash never saw any of her music videos, therefore he never saw her face.)
"You've all begged me to come on the bus anyway-even Thierry!" I hide my face, mortified. It's true. I did beg. Ridicule me.
"Let the games begin!"
"Hey Hannah! TRUTH OR DARE?!" Poppy is extremely hyper and I know what everything is thinking. 'Who gave her sugar?' One look at Morgead's smug face gives us our culprit.
"Truth." Hannah answers. Wise girl.
"Chicken" mumbles the intellectually-challenged Quinn. (Okay, nobody with intelligence would insult MY soulmate after forcibly dragging me into this stupid, dangerous game)
Rashel smacks him over the head with a stake she pulled out of what seems like thin air. She must've been chatting with Mare-those two could carry hundreds of deadly, concealed weapons in a cropped top, shorts and flip-flops. It's pure talent.
"What's the most outrageous thing you've done in a past life?" Poppy leans eagerly forward as she says this and we watch Hannah's delicate, cream skin flush to a deep crimson.
"Ummmm..."
"C'mon-you have to tell us. Unless you chicken." Quinn says tauntingly, earning another (provoked) attack from Rashel. This one knocks him out.
"Well... When I was a British suffragette, my best friend, Kitty, and I-she's Chess in this life-stripped naked and painted ourselves purple, green and white before running into the local police station, smashing some windows and running into the street waving banners... oh and then we shook our asses at the police constable chasing after us..."
Mare bursts out laughing whilst the others stare, stunned. "That's true feminism! Okay...maybe a bit over the top, but still! Gutsy AF!" Mare hugs Hannah who blushes, a lighter shade of rose this time. Mare and her are best friends-indeed, after Ash, Hannah was the first one she met... (A/N:My next story will be about Mare coming to Circle Daybreak and will include this detail)
They've been inseparable ever since. Indeed, Hannah was the first to get over the whole celebrity thing... I digress. The others are hiding laughter now-Mare's giggle is infectious!
Mary-Lynette's PoV
Hannah turns to Nilsson, "Truth or Dare, Nilsson."
Nilsson's expression is a perfect recreation of a deer trapped in headlights.
"U-um... Dare?" He stammers, beet red. A wicked grin spreads up Hannah's usually-innocent face.
"I dare you to let your ponytail down, wear a tight dress and heels, stuff a bra with socks and wear that under your dress, put on false lashes and lipgloss, go to a bar and flirt with some straight men." Nilsson looks scandalised and nods, shamefaced.
"Yes Miss."
"I've told you many times-call me Hannah."
"Yes Miss Hannah." a cheeky grin spreads up his face as he says this, winding her up. She huffs.
"You're doing it on purpose."
"You offend me your majesty, lady, ma'am, miss Hannah."
Hannah politely sticks out her tongue at her and he turns to Maggie.
"Maggie, truth or dare?"
Maggie considers for a moment, head tilted to one side.
"Dare."
"I dare you to go to the middle of the strip dressed like a witch doctor, perform a tribal rain dance and then run through the streets yelling 'The END OF THE WORLD!' and making red Indian whooping noises."
Maggie looks at him oddly. "You're creative-and kinda weird. Fine."
"Delos, truth or dare."
"Dare-I am a man!"
"I dare you to pull down your pants and show everyone your pink unicorn g-string."
Delos flushes, "Did I say dare? I meant truth." he back-pedals,
"Fine." Maggie shrugs, "Describe every piece of underwear you own-in detail-starting with your pink unicorn g-string."
"I'll go with the dare." Delos hastily pulls down his pants, flashing a sight for sore eyes! Morgead, Ash, Jez, Blaise and Keller snap pics for public humiliation/blackmail and Delos yanks his jeans back up, tearing them at the bum and creating another perfect photo op.
"Iliana, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Would you rather go to a nudist beach with Cole Sprouse, Zac Efron or Leonardo DiCaprio?"
"Leonardo DiCaprio. Duh."
"But he's so old!" I protest loudly, "I mean, hello, Cole Sprouse is FIIIIINE! DAMN-those abs tho!"
All of the girls, including me, sigh, dreaming about those abs...
I'm snapped back to reality by a sniff from Ash. I turn to him.
"Ash, are you crying?"
"No." he sniffs. "It's hayfever."
"Ash, even I know that both made vampires and lamia don't get hay fever."
"GODDAMIT! It's a genetic malfunction! Blame global warming! Blame TRUMP! Blame Hunter Redfern!" he hides his face in his hands, bawling his eyes out. I look away to see the other boys, except for Thierry, Nilsson and the unconscious Quinn, sniffing and sobbing whilst the girls just look at them.
"Ash-you're really hot! I love you!"
"More than Cole Sprouse?"
"Of course! He's taken! I ship him and Lili Reinhart!"
Ash sighs, "That's as good as I'll get." He pulls me into his lap, quietly pressing his face into my hair. I realise that the other boys-the ones who'd been crying-have done the exact same thing. Wow.
I clamber out as Iliana asks, "Chess, truth or dare?"
Oh-did I mention that Hannah's friend Chess was staying here for the next month? She arrived yesterday, the day after we pranked Morgead and Ash, having seen the video of them in their princess get-up. (A/N: Read 'Into twilight' by yours truly) and deciding that she wanted to join the fun. She finally accepted her invitation and now she, Hannah, Maggie and I are inseparable!
"Truth." she drawls, languid in her movements-she's suffering from jet lag and, as she stifles a yawn, it's obvious she doesn't have the energy to do a dare.
"Are you sad that you haven't found your soulmate yet?"
"A little, yeah. But at the same time-Quinn and Rashel, Morgead and Jez PLUS Mare and Ash are constantly at each others' throats, Delos and half of the other boys are really overprotective of their soulmates and if it turns out to be Hunter Redfern or a dragon or someone, I'd rather not know."
"Mare, truth or dare?"
"Dare." I answer immediately.
"Go and borrow some of Jez's lingerie and then meet us in the ballroom. Perform the sexiest song you know, singing and dancing."
Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me-Nightcore version, here I come!
"'kay. Jez, truth or dare?"
"Dare, duh!" she rolls her eyes. "You're doing it with me-I've chosen a song. Come with me." I lead her out of the room and close the soundproof doors before whispering it to her. She nods vigorously.
"It'll drive the boys wild-I can't wait to see them savagely attacked by the girls when they whistle!" we laugh and slip back into the room, shielding our minds.
Jez's PoV
"Morgead, truth or dare?"
"dare." He smirks.
"I dare you to perform in a thong at a gay strip club and give your number to everyone who asks for it."
His eyes go wide.
"Unless you chicken, that it."
"No-no. I don't chicken!" He gulps desperately.
"Alright, I'll do it. Galen, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Galen answers, eyes flashing defiantly. Surprisingly nobody says "Chicken" or anything likes that until Quinn sits up and mutters "Pussy." cue for Rashel to knock him out again.
"How many girls did you fuck before Keller."
"None. Keller truth or dare?"
"Dare." she snuggles up closer to him. Remarkably feline in her movements.
Like duh-she's a panther!
I knock Morgead out with a quick punch and he slumps to the floor next to Quinn. Rashel, Mare and I share a look. We have the most idiotic, immature vampires in circle daybreak lumped upon us. Its only a matter of time until Ash joins the sleeping dead.
"I dare you to record Morgead's strip club 'encounter'" he smirks at that, who knew Galen could be so devious? "And post it on youtube." definitely not me! Like Mare and the narrator girl, evil hidden inside an innocent body! I guess Hannah's a bit like that too...
"Fine by me! Thierry truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"What do you like most about Hannah?"
"She's really sweet and brave and bold and forgiving and she makes my heart melt! I just love spending time with her and she has the patience of a saint! behind her pretty face there's a genius and a slightly mischievous one at that! She and Mary-Lynette have that in common."
"Awwwww." Thea melts into a puddle of sappy goo. (Okay, not literally.) Some of the other girls (and a few guys) wipe tears from their eyes. I have to admit, it's romantic and sweet.
"Why can't you say stuff like that to me?" Mare asks Ash, looking quite vulnerable. Ash just shrugs-bad move. I told you Ash would soon be joining the other two on the floor-and I was right! She can punch almost as hard as she kicks and Ash is out like a light.
"Gillian, truth or dare?" he continues.
"Truth!"
"What do you hate most about David."
"Nothing." David scoffs, "She loves me!"
"We-elll... You do have a tendency to leave the toilet seat up." all the girls sigh and nod in agreement, "Plus, you never do any chores - you and the other boys always leave it to the girls to do everything-hello, this isn't the 18th century. We cook, clean, do the laundry! What do you do? Give us booty calls! Plus, you guys are always watching football or soccer! I have a long list-but I'll stop there or we'll be here all night." she's heated, almost shouting now and us girls are riled up, yelling "YEAH!" after each of her sentences.
"Okay, maybe we should take a break." Thierry tries cautiously and we all exit to attack the kitchen fridge.