Let's Play A Game! Chapter 3: Let's Do Some Dares!, a het huis anubis/house of anubis fanfic

You've been waiting for this. All of you! Muah, ha ha ha! Heh, I tried to put it in earlier, but it wasn't finished. Sorry. I just noticed to day when I was about to put it on. So, I finished it! I hope you like this, though.

Disclaimer: I do not own HoA.

"You," he pointed to Jerome. "I dare you."

"What?" Jerome raised his eyebrow, but didn't look surprised.

"You heard me," Mick replied. "I. Dare. You."

"Well, why?" Jerome asked.

"Why?" Mick was bewildered. This wasn't what he expected him to say. "What do you mean why?"

"Why did you choose me out of everyone," Jerome repeated calmly, but in his mocking accent. "There are six other people here."

"Oh, no reason. You were the first person I saw is all." Actually, there really was a reason. Mick was suspicious of who Jerome liked. He wasn't sure if it was Patricia or Mara, but if it was Mara Mick wanted to humiliate him. If it was Patricia, it would still be fun.

"Well, what do you dare me?" Jerome finally asked.

"I dare you to sing Poker Face by Lady GaGa," Mick smirked at Jerome, sure he was a bad singer and wouldn't get it. He knew he wouldn't refuse, either, because he liked to remain on top of things.

Jerome smirked back. "Okay." Clearing his throat, he began.

"Mum mum mum mah

Mum mum mum mah

I wanna hold them like they do in Texas Plays

Fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it

Luck and intention play the cards with Spades to start

And after she's been hooked I'll play the one that's on her heart

Oh, oh, oh

I'll get her hot, show her what I've got

Oh, oh, oh

I'll get her hot, show her what I've got

Can't read my, can't read my

No she can't read my poker face

(She's got to love nobody)

Can't read my, can't read my

No she can't read my poker face

(She's got to love nobody)…" Jerome sang, as surprisingly, to Mick's distress, he was pretty good.

When he finished, everyone-even Mick-had to applaud.

"Good, good," Mick muttered, sighing.

"Okay, Jerome, spin the bottle," Alfie said as Jerome gave it a whack.

It spun…

And spun…

Then stopped!

It landed on…Amber.

"Aww," Amber whined. "I just got everything done! I don't want to have to mess It up," she was scared Jerome would give her and outrageous dare. Quite the contrary. In his opinion, anyway. It was bizarre in her's.

"Will you mess up your lips? I dare you to kiss Mick," Jerome smirked at the look on both of their faces. Priceless. He wanted to get back at Mick, and what better way than to use beauty queen?

Amber huffed, but turned to face the bulky blonde. Leaning close, she pecked a quick kiss on his lips before quickly backing away. Her face was red, Jerome noticed with glee, and so was Mick's. Perfect. Maybe they did like each other.

"Okay, okay," Amber inhaled deeply, then out. "Okay."

"Just spin the bottle already!" Everyone practically yelled.

Rolling her eyes, Amber gave the bottle a twirl.

It spun…

And spun…

Then stopped.

You may notice it didn't spin as much as Jerome. That's because she didn't use much force.

It landed on…Nina.

Amber clapped her hands. "Yay!" she squealed while Nina groaned. She knew Amber was going to dare her something to have to do with Fabian. It was all she talked about.

"What do you dare me?" Nina asked.

"I dare you toooo…" she paused for the dramaticness of the moment. "Kiss Fabian!"

Nina blushed but nodded. Turning to the brown haired boy that was seated next to her, she kissed him for two seconds then backed away, both of them blushing.

"Don't say anything!" Nina raised a finger to Amber whose face fell. Turning to the bottle Nina spun it.

It spun…

And spun…

Then stopped!

You notice how it spun more than Amber, but less then Jerome. That's because she used more force than Amber but not as much as Jerome.

It landed on…Mara.

Mara smiled softly and turned her body to face Nina. "Okay, what do you dare me?"

Nina grinned. "I dare you to eat a whole jar of peanut butter, and after each scoop, layer it will jelly," Nina smirked at the horrified look on Mara's face.

"Nice, Nina, for an easy girl like you," Jerome nodded in approval.

Nina laughed. "Back in the States my friends and I would do it all the time. We'd play Truth or Dare, sometimes Dare or Dare or Truth or Truth."

"Hey, guys? Let's pay attention to Mara. Thanks," Alfie cut in. "In the time you were talking about jars and peanuts, she already went in and got the jars."

Everyone turned to watch Mara intently. Mick gave her a comforting pat as she untwisted the jars and took a giant spoon.

"Okay," she whispered to herself. "One, two, three," she took a scoop of peanut butter and shoveled it into her mouth, closing her eyes as the spoon came out empty. She chewed slowly for a bit, then took come jelly and put it in her mouth. It took her a few minutes to swallow.

"Mmm," she muttered, making a face. "Good."

"Well? Don't stop! Keep eating," Amber laughed, urging Mara on.

Mara gave her a look, (not as good as Patricia's,) and humphed, shoveling it in and giving the bottle an angry twirl.

It spun…

And spun…

Then it stopped!

It spun longer then even Jerome's because she was angry.

It landed on…Jerome!

Mara inwardly sighed. She was hoping it would land on Nina, or Mick, for payback. Mick for not helping her and Nina…well, I think it's obvious, don't you?

Turning to Jerome, she crossed her legs. "Okay," she said as she swallowed the jam and peanut butter, "I dare you to say what makes everyone look good," she smirked. "You can include yourself."

Jerome grinned. "Okay. For me, it's my eyes. The ladies love em," he turned and gave each girl a flirty look, earning him glares from all the guys. "For Amber…I guess her hair. But she has a pretty face, too. But I think that might be the make-up." Turning away from her, he faced Alfie. "Alfie…I guess it's your grin? I dunno. I don't pay attention. But yeah, I'll say your grin." He faced Mara. "Mara, it's your eyes. They look like chocolate."

He grinned as he saw her blush a little in mid-chew. "Okay, Patricia? Honestly, I like your hair. Don't use extensions. They ruin it." She scowled at him, but a faint blush appeared in her cheeks, and she had a light smile. "Okay, Mick? Um, I guess your hair? I think. But you might get it styled…"

"Don't you?" Mick interrupted, taking bite of an apple they knew nothing of where it had come from.

Jerome chuckled. "Ah, Mick, maybe I do. Or maybe I don't." Turning to Nina he frowned. "Um, Nina? Scoot away from Fabian please? You're so close he could be a part of you." Blushing, the both scooted away. "Okay, Nina…your prettiness…I think goes to either your hair or your eyes. Or maybe your style of fashion. But should I be saying that to Amber?" he finally faced Fabian. "Fabian…I think the thing that makes you look good is your name. Just say it over and over. Fabian. Fabian. Fabian! Think about it. But again, Jerome's pretty sweet, too," he smirked.

Reaching down he gave the bottle a twirl, ignoring all the happy, confused, angry, or just plain looks his house mates were giving him. He stood up and sat on the couch behind him. Leaning back, he kicked his feet up and watched the bottle spin.

It spun…

And spun…

Then stopped!

He shrugged. He wasn't in the mood for a big spin.

It landed on…Mick?

"Huh. It keeps repeating people." Taking his feet down and his arms away from the back of his head, he leaned forward on the couch. "Huh. Small circle."

"Hey, let's make a new rule." Patricia said. "Let's all make the circle bigger so there are gaps in between us. If it lands on the gap, the spinner gets to decide who he'll dare."

Everyone scooted back and a little away from each other so there was a medium size gap between them.

"Okay, Jerome, what do you dare Mick?" Fabian sighed, obviously a little bored.

Jerome smirked. That's about to change, he thought. In this instant.

"Mick," he paused. "I dare you to kiss Nina!"

Ha, I'm gonna stop it there. How'd you like it? Remember, send in your dares! I also need truths. When you send them in, say who tell them what. Now, review!

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