Malzahar's P.O.V.
I woke up to a blur that soon cleared, although I was still tired. I sat up to see the big circle of people in the commons. Gnar sat in Garen's lap on the far side, and Garen stroked Gnar's ears.
"Hey! You're up. C'mon over!" He pat a spot next to him. Gnar sprung up form Garen's lap and dashed on all fours towards me. He laughed hysterically as he hopped onto a red headed woman's skull, bounded off, and into my arms.
"That bitch!" She stood up, "You're dead, you freakish rodent!" She turned to run at us, but a girl materialized between her and I.
"Kat, do you always have to fight someone?" The girl named Kat huffed and sat back down. The other girl disappeared and reappeared over by Kat's spot and sat back down. I walked awkwardly through the circle and took my place by Garen.
"What are we doing?" I asked.
"Truth or dare. We do this every week. It helps pass time and we get to learn stuff about others occasionally."
"What are the rules? Besides asking truth or dare?"
"Well you get one chicken. Its like a get out of it card. After that you got to do it." Garen said enthusiastically.
"So what if they refuse?"
"We feed them to Baron Nashor." Garen said. I sneered.
"I'll play." I whispered to Garen.
"We like to pick on Draven. He thinks himself the center of attention." Garen pointed to a guy with long styled hair.
"LeBlanc, truth or dare?" He asked. The woman who could disappear and reappear began to laugh.
"I'm not afraid of a dare."
"Then kiss Draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaven." He slowly slurred. She got up and went over to kiss him, but as she went to pucker her lips she disappeared and reappeared behind him. She brought her head next to his and pushed it forward.
"Not in your wildest dreams, kid." She appeared back at her spot. "Chicken. New kid. Truth or dare?" She announced. I gulped.
"Dare." I said and built up quick confidence. She let out a sly chuckle. Oh no. What have I gotten myself in to...
"Since you're so fond of that fuzzy thing in your lap, then stroke his... well..." She looked down, then looked back up.
"Oh you're kidding..."
"Is that a chicken I hear?" She laughed. I grabbed Gnar and held him up in front of me. His big eyes fixated on mine.
"May I?" I asked him. He giggled and pulled himself from out of my hands and lied on his back. I took two fingers and swiftly placed them under his loin cloth and began to slide up the protruding column of fur. After two to three strokes LeBlanc let out a loud sigh. "What's wrong?"
"You didn't chicken. Your turn." She sighed again.
"Oh, um..." I stopped stroking Gnar. He got up and looked at me.
"Sheimo'kai!" He shouted. Garen tugged at my arm.
"You'd best keep stroking him. He'll get pissed... and well, Gnar isn't fun when he's pissed." He whispered.
"Best get to work, kid." LeBlanc laughed. I looked back to Gnar to see his orange fur slowly changed to a deep red. In a panic I lied him on his back and began to stroke him again.
"Okay, sorry!" I said. His fur slowly changed back to the vibrant orange it was before. "Draven,"
"You guys must love me. I mean look at me! Anywho, Dare."
"Your death wish. Kiss the guy next to you." Everyone went silent. Their eyes bulged out of their heads. I leaned to Garen, "What'd I do?"
"The guy next to him is his brother, Darius." Garen stifled a laugh. I blushed.
"Chicken!" Darius yelled.
"But the dare," Garen laughed, "is directed at Draven!" He laughed a little harder.
"You Demacian Cu-" Draven almost said.
"Woah!" LeBlanc interjected. "I don't like them as much as the next guy, but that word is off limits. Just do the dare, god. Pretty sure your brother would like it anyways." LeBlanc said; Darius flipped her off. A girl with bright blue hair fell on her back, began laughing, and kicking her legs in the air. Draven and Darius both gulped. Darius turned to Draven and grabbed his side with one hand and the back of his head with his other hand. Everyone leaned in; the room was silent now. Kat began laughing when their lips touched, but something was off there. I only dared them to kiss, but Draven wrapped his arms around his brother, and Darius pulled Draven closer. Such a sight brought even Gnar up from me stroking him so that he could watch.
"AHANGHA!" Gnar shouted then pointed at the brothers kissing. Darius threw Draven on the floor and climbed on top of him.
"I've wanted to do this for so long." Darius said. He kissed Draven, who was blushing, and then bit his lip and pulled on it. Kat's laughter turned to a shrewd scold. Darius got off of Draven and sat down, obviously trying to hide his boner. On the other hand Draven didn't try to hide it. In fact it was something that merited praise; it was a very impressive size by the look of it.
"Gnar,"
"Bah!" Gnar poked his head up.
"Truth or dare?"
"Shi'ba'boo!"
"What's the size of your dick when you're mega?" Draven asked almost immediately.
"Baku." Gnar's ears folded in over his eyes, he drooped his head, and wrapped his tail around himself. I had no idea what he said.
"I don't know why you are being so sad. That's pretty huge." Draven laughed. Gnar got up and walked over to Lux.
"Demaglio! Shi'ba'boo ma iyhanu?" Gnar asked. Lux went to say her answer but an alarm went off on the big screen suspended on the wall above the hallway that lead to the locker rooms. It was a huge. It spanned the 30 foot wall and went 20 feet tall.
"Alert. The following champions have been summoned for the red team. For top lane: Garen, Might of Demacia. Support: Morgana, Fallen Angel. Attack Damage Carry: Jinx, the Loose Cannon. Jungle: Nidalee, the Bestial Huntress. Middle lane: Jayce, Defender of Tomorrow. Blue team: Top lane: Nasus, Courier of the sands. Support: Blitzcrank, the Steam Golem. Attack Damage Carry: Draven, the Glorious Executioner. Jungle: Trundle, the Cursed Troll. Middle lane: Malzahar, Prophet of the Void. Prepare for battle on the Field's of Justice, champions. Your game begins in ten minutes." A steward said.
"TIME TO TROLL!" Trundle said.
"Prophet of the Void? Sweet." I said to myself. My team got to the locker room and Nasus turned around to give me pointers.
"Jayce is gonna be mean. Just try to avoid his shots. If he puts up a wall of electricity you need to move around fast. Make it hard to hit you. If you get hit, it'll hurt." He said. "Just stay calm, my friend." I took a deep breath and followed Nasus into the Blue Team locker room. I immediately blushed at what I witnessed. Blitzcrank was plugged into a wall that I assumed was pumping water into him. Draven was the first out of his clothing, as expected, and again, as expected, he had something to be proud of. From his chiseled abs and his slightly trimmed fur pounced a 7-inch monster. He wasn't even hard.
"Oh my fu-" I almost called out.
"I know right? Gets four inches when hard. Wanna give it a feel?" Draven motioned for me to come over. I was nervous, seeing as how my locker was right behind him. I began to walk towards my locker, but Draven stood in front of it.
"I just need to get to my locker." I said. Draven grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest.
"Go ahead. Move it down. I'm not moving until you do." He laughed. I did as he said, and slowly slid my hand down his slightly fuzzy chest down to his slightly more hairy patch of fur, and eventually his shaft.
"Feels nice." I looked down a bit. He pulled me in closer to him.
"If you ever want to... you know... also thanks for getting my brother and I to do that." He slapped my ass, and I jumped slightly. I opened my locker and quickly changed into my outfit, and looked over at Nasus for reassurance. I caught glance of Trundle and his 4-inch member, and Nasus who had 5 1/2-inches going. I felt a little sleezy, seeing my friend in the buff, but I guess he didn't mind, because he put his garb on rather slowly. Is everyone this thirsty in the League?
"WATER CAPACITY: FULL." Blitzcrank said then power walked out the door. Trundle and Nasus followed leaving Draven who retrieved two throwing axes, and me pulling up my hood. I got up and Draven pulled me against his frame again.
"Hi there." I said awkwardly. Draven kissed me.
"You taste good. Just know, when you kill that Demacian, I'll definitely be there to 'comfort' you." He laughed, but I felt dread.
I have to kill Garen.
