Truth Or Dare 5: One Year Anniversary

"Dare," Ponyboy replied bravely.

Two-Bit rubbed his hands together in an evil like fashion. "I dare you to show everyone your secret Furbies collection!"

Pony's mouth dropped to the ground in surprise. Literally. "Wha- what collection? I dunno what your talking about."

Two-Bit grinned. "I was looking the six pack I lost here. It's in the third drawer, the one that's locked."

Soda gasped. "So that's whats in there!"

"B-but I thought I locked it!" Pony replied, blushing heavily.

"I used one of Steve's hair pin things. How else do you think he puts his hair up in those swirly patterns?" Two-Bit grinned.

Pony sighed. "Fine, whatever. Let me just say that Dally collected them when he was alive, and I got his Furbies when he died!"

Tim laughed. "Sure kid, I really believe that. Just go and get your dolls."

"He did! I'll prove it!" Pony got up, stalked to his room and came back with his arms full of Furbies.. 19 and a half to be exact.

Soda's eyes were wide as Pony set them all down.

"Look under any of them. Dal put his name on his collection."

Tim picked up a black and white one, and turned it upside down. Sure enough, it said 'Dally W.' on the foot. He smirked. "So that's what you were hiding in that box under your mattress."

Two-Bit couldn't hold it in any longer. He burst out laughing at the sight of all the Furbies. "You're such a girl, Pone! No offense but what tuff Grease collects Furbies?"

"Dally did," Pony pouted. That just made him laughed harder.

Meanwhile, Soda was cooing over a baby one with a little pink bow. "She's so cute, Pone. Can I keep this one?"

"Uh.. sure," he replied.

"Sweet! I'll name her.. Jaws."

Tim smirked. "I can kinda see why Dal collected these. They're kinda tuff."

Two-Bit was laughed so much at the Furbies, beer came flying out of his nose. The beer hit Tim in the face.

"Watch it, Mathews! Anyway, shouldn't we get on with this dumb game?"

"What dumb ga- Oh! Right! It's your turn to spin, Pone," Two-Bit said.

Pony spun the bottle, and it pointed to himself. Spinning again, it pointed straight at Two-Bit.

"Truth or dare, Two-Bit?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to lick your foot."

"Easy," he said, licking his foot, "I do it all the time." Before anyone could respond, he spun the bottle.

"Truth or dare, Tim?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to put the Furbies away."

Tim raised an eye brow, but began collecting the toys up in his arms. His hand was out reached to Soda, who wasn't paying any attention to the game and was nuzzling Jaws' beak.

"Hand it over, Romeo."

"Please, we've only just found each other!"

"..whatever."

When Tim came back, he spun the bottle. As if by luck, it pointed to Soda.

"Truth or dare."

"Dare, since none of you are doing truth."

"I dare you to burn Jaws."

"NO! NO! I PICK TRUTH!"

Tim turned to the other two. "Is he allowed to do that?"

"Has happened before," Two-Bit replied, shrugging.

"Fine. Is it true that you and Steve take belly dancing lessons from Darry?"

Soda gasped. "But how-"

"You shouldn't really keep the door open when the three of you are alone."

Soda sighed. "Yeah, it's true."

Two-Bit and Pony shared a glance. They were too weirded out to comment.

Suddenly, Soda jumped up. "Want me to show you a move? It's called the Wave and you just put your hands behind your head and do this.."

Two-Bit fainted. Pony groaned and covered his eyes. "I think that's gonna give me nightmares."

Tim was up and was doing the Wave along with Soda. "I feel so sensual!"

"Can we please just move on? I'd like to keep my vision," said Two-Bit, having apparently recovered from fainting.

"Alright," the two boys dancing replied sadly, sitting back in their places.

Soda spun the bottle. It pointed to Tim's foot.

"Truth or dare, Shepard?"

"Truth."

"Tell us one thing about you that we don't know."

"Um.. ok. Lemme think." After a minute Tim's face lit up. "I'm pregnant."

The guys felt their eyes jump out of their sockets.

Two-Bit and Soda jumped up and sat down next to Tim's stomach.

"You're not showing yet, how far along are you?" asked Two-Bit.

"Is it gonna be a boy or a girl?" Soda wondered.

"Who's the mother? Do you want me to beat her up for knocking you up?" Two-Bit asked angrily.

Pony was staring at Tim strangely. "You can't get pregnant. You're a guy.."

Two-Bit and Soda gasped. "You lied to us!" Two-Bit yelled, throwing grapes at Tim.

"I was looking forward to being an uncle," Soda sniffed, stealing one of Two-Bit grapes and popping it into his mouth.

Tim was cracking up laughing, despite the grapes. All of a sudden he began choking on one.

"OH NO! HE'S CHOKING! BATTLE STATIONS!" Soda yelled, running around in circles.

"HEIMLICH! HEIMLICH!" Two-Bit screeched, performing this on Tim.

"Out of the way!" Pony ordered, shoving Two-Bit.

Tim sat up. "It's alright, I swallowed the damn grape."

"GUYS! Shut up, and sit down!" Pony yelled, and the other two stopped dead.

"Wow Pone! I've never heard you yell like that! There's hope for you yet, kid," Soda said proudly, patting Pony's head. Ponyboy meerly rolled his eyes.

"Hey, you never answered properly," Two-Bit said accusingly, looking at Tim.

"Fine. I have an owl fetish."

"Me too! I especially like owl soup," Soda grinned, rubbing his stomach.

Tim rolled his eyes. "Not owl fettucini. I just.. really like owls. They fascinate me."

Two-Bit's jaw dropped. "They must be really important if Tim's using big words!"

"Yeah, I have 22 books on them in total. And 5 posters in my room at home. They're really interesting.." Tim's eyes lit up as he began a long lecture on owls, when in reality it only lasted 61.298 seconds. Not to be exact or anything.

"I think I learned more just then than in all my years in school," Soda said, petting Jaws.

"My turn," Tim said, yawning as he spun. Just as Soda was setting Jaws down next to him, the bottle pointed straight at Jaws.

Everyone gasped. "Jaws, its your first turn of Truth or Dare!" Soda said excitedly.

"Truth or dare, Jaws?" Tim challenged.

"Jaws wants to do dare," Soda replied for his beloved baby Furby.

"I dare you to give us a belly dance," Tim said bravely.

EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!

The music came out of nowhere as Jaws began to dance to the music! She did all kinds of moves, including the Wave.

The four boys watched in awe as the little Furby moved, and when the song finished Jaws went back to her original toy status.

"That-that was beautiful!" Two-Bit cried, wiping his tears.

"I've never seen a Furby move so beautifully! I've never seen a Furby move at all but that's beside the point!" Tim added, throwing tiny little roses at Jaws.

"I'm taking lessons from the wrong person.. I mean species," Soda said proudly, petting his Furby.

"I can't believe that just happened," Pony breathed.

Suddenly the lights came back on. Everybody looked around. The storm had stopped!

"I guess that's the end of our first game," Two-Bit said sadly.

"Yeah," Soda replied just as sadly, blowing out the candles and with Jaws perched on his shoulder, put the candles and the bottle away.

The others put the furniture the way it was before.

"I guess I better go. Thanks for the.. err.. interesting night." Tim nodded at the Greasers, then left.

The other three all sat on the couch.

"Hey, do you realise that every other time we played Truth or Dare, our games were always interupted by someone walking in from the rain? Except for the last time we played."

"Pony's right," Soda agreed. He'd put Jaws away. It was her nap time.

"I can't wait til next years game. Maybe Darry'll play too," Two-Bit said, grinning.

-x-

"Did you see that Furby, Dal? It was amazing! I've never seen anyone dance like that. Not even when I caught Darry once. Why didn't you tell me you collected them, anyway?"

"It was pretty good. Although Jaws' original name is Maria. And er.. you never asked?"

"You could've told me anyway. Oh well. I can't wait til they play next year. Who knows what kinda stuff we'll find out about 'em."

"We should get their parents to watch next time. Its as good as any movie."

"Which would explain the pop corn."

"What's a movie without pop corn?"

"I guess."

"I'm gonna go ask if they have any Furbies in this place. Later, Johnny."

"See ya, Dal. If they do, get me some too. They look tuff."

"I will, Johnny."

-x-

Thats the end! Happy New Year once again :D and Happy Summer/Winter/whatever season it is where you're reading from!