If you've read Son of the Stars, you remember Amber talking about a Truth or Dare game that ended badly...? Well here it is! (Here's your story Jackie! You never told me exactly what to write...very dangerous that...you never know what I'll come up with.)

This one is in From Dusk To Dawn: Daughter of Ivorras, Ward of Primes and Son of the Stars. It's my rendition of an event in the TF Prime episode Con Job.

This girl does not own Transformers, (but the OC's are mine bwahaha! The realm of Cybres is mine) but she wishes she did, because, frankly, that'd be awesome!

My Characters-Trans Counterparts Mentioned in this chap.

Dusk Greyman (Skyfyre Ivorra/Prime)- None

Alani-Wheeljack

Healer-Ratchet

Tomosal Ivorra- Optimus Prime

Moranthi Ivorra-Megatron

Would You Dare?

Ben POV

"Alright everyone!" Sean laughed, "Gather round!"

"What are you doing…" I asked warily.

I still don't like him.

He tried to take my Dusk and he says he didn't…

I don't believe him.

"We're going to play Truth or Dare!" he chuckled, gesturing at Amber, Wheeljack and apparently me.

"Why?" Dusk sighed, "You hooligans are already giving me a headache…why make it worse?"

"Oh c'mon, Dusk, it'll be fun!" Sean pleaded.

"No," my girl said firmly, "I am going to take a little nap…that last mission really took it out of me."

"Fine, spoil sport!" Sean shouted as Dusk walked off, putting her ever-present iPod in her ears.

"What?" she yelled, "Can't hear you!"

I grinned and started to walk off…when someone grabbed my shoulder.

'No way, Benny," Sean growled, "you're going to play too."

"Don't call me Benny!" I warned, "And why do I?"

"Because Jackie and I are leaving in the morning! That's why!" Sean protested, "Please!?"

"Fine," I sighed, sitting down on the concrete, "What's the rules,"

"Rule number one," Sean began, "if you decide truth over dare, you must tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth! Rule number two: if you choose dare over truth, you must do your dare! If you don't you suffer the humiliation of being a complete coward in front of everyone! Number three: no asking the same dare or truth twice. And now…let the games…begin!"

He looked over at me.

"Ben, truth or dare?" Sean asked, eyes glinting evilly.

"Truth," I spat through gritted teeth.

I refused to play his game.

He seemed to deflate and pouted.

"You take all the fun out this!" he whined, "Fine, have you ever pulled an Amber or a Miko?"

"Hey!" Amber protested.

I rolled my eyes.

"Which one of us didn't?" I asked, "I was twelve the first time I did it!"

"My turn!" Amber shouted, looking at Wheeljack who sat across from her, "Alrighty tough mech, truth or dare!"

"Truth," he replied.

"Coward!" she taunted.

Wheeljack raised an optic ridge.

"Ok, Jackie, who would be the scariest father to pick up his daughter for a first date?" Amber asked, "Prime, Hatchet or Megs?"

"Hatchet," Wheeljack replied, rubbing his helm, "That wrench hurts,"

"Really?" I asked, "I think Prime'd be scary,"

"Because you're dating his adopted daughter!" Amber retorted.

"Alright, Amber, just for that…truth or dare?" I asked.

"Dare," she grinned.

"Then I dare you to sing 'I feel pretty'," I said.

"Easy!" Amber snorted.

"…And incorporate Sean into the dance…exactly like Maria in West Side Story!" I finished.

She glared at me.

"You, Ben Castora…are cruel," she snarled before getting up and whirling around like Maria, "I feel pretty Oh so pretty I feel pretty and witty and bright And I pity any girl who isn't me today! I feel stunning, and entrancing, feel like running, and dancing for joy! For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy!"

At the last line, she grabbed Sean and hugged him hard, causing Wheeljack and me to fall into hysterics while Amber and Sean glared daggers at us.

"That was too funny!" Wheeljack snickered, "My turn!"

He turned to Sean.

"You haven't anyone to pick on you yet, Shawnee," he grinned, "Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," he said, smugly.

"I dare you to steal Dusk's iPod,"

The room went silent…

It was an unspoken rule at Base: No one touches the iPod.

Dusk was very protective of it…neither Sean nor Jackie knew how much.

Sean looked uncomfortable.

"What's the matter Shawnee?" Wheeljack taunted, "Scared?"

"No!" Sean snapped, getting up, "I'll get that bloody iPod…and I'll bring it back!"

And he walked out.

"Wheeljack," I warned, shaking my head, "You just gave him a death sentence."

"No one touches the iPod," Amber added, shuddering, "Dusk is scary when someone does…"

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Sean POV

I walked into Dusk's room and saw her sleeping peacefully, her iPod earbuds in her ears. I could faintly hear the strains of violins and other orchestral instruments.

I steeled myself…and swiftly removed the earbuds and iPod from Dusk's person.

There was a blaze of deep sapphire blue as her eyes flashed open.

She looked at me…eyes darkening by the second, tiny golden speck beginning to appear in the irises.

She looked at her iPod and then back up at me, calmly reached behind her nightstand…

And I felt the sharp blows of something heavy and metal rain down on my hands and, on occasion, head.

I yelled in pain and the blows ceased. Dusk pulled her "borrowed" wrench back and held out her hand expectantly.

She hadn't said a single word through all of this, she just held out her hand.

I carefully placed the iPod back in her hand and she snatched it away. She calmly put the earbuds back into her slightly curved ears, hit 'play' and fell back asleep.

I reached again for the white device…

"Don't. Even. Think. About. It," Dusk growled, not opening her eyes, and I bolted.

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Ben POV

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you," Sean hissed as he painfully sat down.

He would develop some nice bruises later…

"She beat you with Ratchet's wrench…didn't she?" I asked, smugly.

Somehow she knew that he'd try something…so she 'borrowed' Ratchet's smallest (and lightest) wrench.

"I've got another Rule," Sean groaned.

"And that is?" Amber asked.

"No one uses Dusk or her iPod or anything that belongs to her as a dare!" he finished.

"Good plan," I nodded.

He turned to his guardian.

"Now, Jackie…truth or dare?"

A/N Thanks for reading! I was forced, blackmailed into writing this instead of starting Triangulation in Son of the Stars. So if that one's late...sorry about that!

Title from Josh Wilson's Before the Morning

Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)

Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)

Máriessë ar mára tecië

Farewell and fair writing

Elhini Prime signing off.