A/N: Disclaimer: don't own Beyblade. I don't own much, actually...

Warnings: chloroform in later chapters. And a psychotic Bryan. But that's nothing out of the ordinary.

T'sup dawgs? Great. Now I sound like Tyson's grandad. This is my first fanfic and all that. Yay! Go me!

It was a freezing January evening and the snow was falling hard. Tyson, Kenny, Max, Daichi, Hilary, Ray and all of the Blitzkrieg Boys were stuck inside the dojo, a wall of snow separating them from the outside world. As the snow continued to fall, it was evident that they weren't getting out any time soon, and they needed something to do...

"Hey guys, let's play truth or dare!" Daichi announced, grinning widely, clearly proud of his suggestion. He was met by a chorus of groans and sighs.

"You're joking, right? That game is so old." Tyson complained, dramatically stretching out the word 'so'.

"And boring." Max put in.

"And-" Ray begun, but was cut off by Daichi yelling something incoherent as loud as he could.

"Not just any truth or dare. Truth, dare, double dare, kiss, torture, electric chair." He smiled manically and was pleased that at least some had begun to look interested.

"What's that?" Kenny asked, peering over the screen of his laptop.

"Well, for kiss you have to kiss someone, for torture five people to your right have to ask you a truth question, and electric chair is the ultimate dare and you have to do it. If you don't, there will be a forfeit." Daichi explained, a smug look plastered on his face. There was silence for a few seconds while everyone considered.

"Fine." Ray rolled his eyes, and everyone else agreed. Except four people who were sitting at the back of the room talking

"Hey guys! You playing?" Tyson yelled at the Blitzkrieg Boys. They all looked up at the same time, a look on all of their faces which said "shut up or I will burn your soul in hell."

"Playing what?" Spencer questioned, frowning curiously.

"Truth, dare, double dare, kiss, torture, electric chair!" Daichi said enthusiastically, much to the annoyance of Kai and Tala.

Bryan and Spencer looked at each other, shrugged, and walked over to where the others were sitting.

"Kai? Tala?" Hilary asked.

"Ha ha, no." Tala replied bluntly.

"Aw come on? Or are you too chicken?" Tyson said, smirking.

"Go away, Tyson." Kai closed his eyes and sighed. Tyson started making really bad chicken noises.

"Is that meant to persuade us into playing?" Tala raised an eyebrow. Tyson stopped the farm animal impressions and sighed.

"Yeah." He said, defeated. Tala rolled his eyes at the immaturity of the boy standing before him.

"Just play? Please?" Tyson whined. Sticking his bottom lip out, he attempted puppy dog eyes.

"You fail at that that look." Kai said. He opened his eyes and glared at the navy-haired teen.

"He fails at everything." Tala said cruelly.

"Hey! That's mean!" Tyson cried, his eyes wet with tears.

"Good." The two Russians sitting on the floor said together. Tyson blinked and scowled, his fake tears disappearing instantly.

For five minutes Tyson tried to convince his friends to play, but they both refused every time. In the end it was Bryan who changed their minds.

"We won't be getting out any time soon. You might as well play. Besides, it could be fun." The lilac-haired boy said.

Kai and Tala looked at each other, rolled their eyes, and joined the oblong (Max and Kenny didn't seem to understand what a circle looked like.)

"Yay! Finally, we can start. I'll go first." Tyson narrowed his eyes and looked at everyone.

"Hilary! Truth, dare, double dare, kiss, torture, electric chair." Hilary looked shocked, surprised that she had been chosen first.

"Uh... Dare?" She said uncertainly. Tyson cast his eyes to the floor, trying to think of something.

"I dare you to..." He looked around the room, and his eyes lit up as he saw something.
"Flirt with grandpa's kendo stick." He pointed to the bamboo stick leaning against the wall in the corner.

"You're kidding me." Hilary protested. "I'll look stupid!"

"That's the whole point." Tyson grinned. "And if anyone fails to complete a dare, then they're out. Last one left is the winner."

Grumbling, Hilary stood up and walked over to the kendo stick.

"Am I really doing this?" She said, clearly not happy.

"No, you're imagining it." Everyone turned towards Tala, who sat there looking annoyed and bored.

Hilary sighed. Taking a deep breath she picked up the stick.

"Hi there. I've forgotten my number, so can I have yours?" Hilary blushed as everyone burst out laughing. Well, everyone except the Blitzkrieg Boys.

"If you were a transformer, you would be Optimus Fine." She was so embarrassed. This had to be the worst thing she had ever done.

"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put 'I' and 'U' together." Tyson was literally crying with laughter. Max was practically having a heart attack, lying on the floor with his head in his hands.

"Roses are red, violets are blue- I'm rubbish at poems, now take your clothes off." Even Spencer snorted at this line, although the other Russians looked like they'd rather be freezing outside in the snow.

"That's it! I'm not doing any more. I've completed the stupid dare, Tyson." Hilary sat back down in her place, glaring at the floor.

"I'm worried that you know those chat-up lines." Ray said, trying to stop laughing.

"Ooh, Hilary, are you trying to tell us something?" Daichi teased.

"Oh shut up, all of you. It's my turn to dare someone." While everyone calmed down, Hilary thought about who she would choose.

"Maxie! Truth, dare, double dare, kiss, torture, electric chair?"


I changed chapters 1&2 because the text was bunched up as I forgot to put gaps, but there is no other changes though.

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