I am the actual worst. Seriously. I am so sorry that it is taking so long to publish stories, but I do actually have a life. Which is school... so, yeah. Also, I have been writing other things, and they're keeping me busy.
Sorry!
York trudged back to the recreation room, following after Tex. He wouldn't say that his heart was filled with dread, but it was probably the closest description of what he was feeling. He didn't want to be called a pussy, so he'd have to do dare. Truth... he didn't really want to know what weird crap she'd make him divulge.
When he got there, along with everybody else, the first thing he saw was Tex putting her feet on the table and leaning back in her chair. She chuckled, and his knees felt weak. "So... York. Truth or dare?"
York paused a moment, debating whether he should really do it or not, and then answered. "Dare." York heard a whistle, and turned to see who had done it - North.
"Bad decision, man." North clapped a hand on his shoulder and walked past York, sitting down and putting his hands behind his head. The others did mostly the same, walking past him and whispering things like 'Good luck' and 'Bitch, you're gonna die'.
He awaited the verdict, filled with anticipation. Tex finally dropped the bomb. "You're going to K.M.F... with North, Wash, and Carolina."
The first thing that York thought was something rather eloquent.
Motherfucking shit. Fuck these bitches. Please save me. They all need to eat a bag of dicks.
The three parties in question all sat forward, giving him inquisitive looks, or in Wash's case, a small curious hum. Carolina was the first to speak. "So, York, what's the decision?" Her voice was sickly sweet and absolutely sadistic.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK MYYYYYYYYYYYYYY LLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEEE
There were a couple seconds of silence before North added, "Does anybody want to unfreeze York?"
South stood up and punched York in the arm until he resurfaced and sat down. "Fuck, fine. I'll do it. First things first, Wash is getting killed. Not even bothering with him."
Wash threw his hands up in the air and sat back. "Figures."
York thought for a bit. "I guess I'd marry Carolina and... fuck North, then."
North moved forward, a shiteating smile on his face. "Aw, York, I'm flattered." York blushed, but didn't add anything except to scoot a little closer to Carolina.
Tex chuckled. "Care to elaborate? When you fuck North, is it anal or oral?" Maine scoffed and South cackled, but York's blush only worsened and he shook his head. "Who's top?" York just continued shaking his head.
When he finally spoke, it was directed towards South. "S-South, Truth or dare?"
South thought over it for a minute. "Truth."
York arched an eyebrow, confidence seemingly recovered, and continued. "Tell us your guilty pleasure. And if it's not true, I can have my friend here, North, tell us." South tried to change the subject a little.
"Oh, 'friend'? Don't you mean 'friend with benefits'?" York waved away the comment.
"Tell us."
She groaned. "Ugh, fine. I, uh... I really like... fuck, I like trashy romance movies."
There was absolute silence as everybody turned to North, who smirked. "It's true. Her favorite one is Valentine's Day, and it's absolutely disgusting."
Wash and York giggled, followed by a throaty chuckle from Maine, a full on laugh from Wyoming, and violent sniggering from Tex and Carolina. South frowned and crossed her arms, and North joined in the laughter as well.
"Whatever," she muttered, only drawing more ridicule from the group.
After about two minutes, everything finally died down, and Wyoming wiped a tear from his eye. "We must stop doing such hilarious things or I think I'll blow a gasket!"
South looked murderous. "Hey Wyoming?"
"Yes, my dear?"
"Could you please just shut the fuck up?" She turned to Wash, who backed away from her glare. "Truth or dare, ya bitch?"
Wash seemed a bit surprised, but complied. "Um, dare."
She smirked - apparently, she had gotten what she wanted. "I dare you to take off your helmet. Nobody has seen you without it before." At her words, the others thought back, and could find no occasion in which they had actually seen him without a helmet - not even right then.
Wash sighed. "Fine."
Maine growled happily, and the others seemed excited. They sat forwards, looking with anticipation as Wash reached up and took off his helmet.
There were no words.
Wash was just...
Too attractive.
He had light brown hair that was short and looked great. His eyes were sea-green, but grayish, and just fucking perfect. He had a really good facial structure, and lips, and just damn.
Wash blinked. South was on one of his arms, leaning over with a sultry look on her face that sort of scared him. "Hey, Wash." In the background, North growled. Wash leaned away, only to bump into Carolina, who was on his other arm. She had taken out her ponytail and was actively trying not to look as if she was interested in him. York grumbled.
Then, the door opened up and CT stepped in. "Um, what are you guys doin-" Upon seeing Wash's face, she was by his side instantly. "Okay, I don't know what you're doing, but I'm in on it now." Her voice was low and obviously meant to be sexy, but Wash was just sort of confused and terrified, so it didn't quite get the desired effect.
Next to York, Delta popped up. "Hello, York." He said. Besides the girls, everybody turned to listen to what Delta had to say. "I understand that I am an A.I., and one that has been designated as masculine as well, but may I sit next to Agent Washington as well? Upon analyzation, Agent Washington has shown up to be a solid 10, and my logic states that 10s are irresistible." York looked at Delta, very skeptical.
"D, what are you saying? No, there's no way in hell I'm going over just so you can lounge over him too." When he said the word 'too', he sounded very sullen.
Delta continued his argument. "Upon looking at your brain waves, I have detected a desire for you to go and sit next to Agent Washington as well, York. Would it not be beneficial for both of us to go and, as you said, 'lounge over' him?"
There was absolute silence. York blushed and muttered to Delta, "Go the fuck away, D. Please." Delta powered down, and everything was totally still. Carolina stared with wide eyes at York, who did the same back to her. Then, she took action. She lunged for his helmet and shoved it back on his head, effectively covering up his face.
"You're not allowed to take that off anymore, Wash. Too much power." Wash nodded, and tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeak which scared off CT and South.
Wash squeaked another time, and then looked to CT, who was still seated somewhat close to him. "U-um, truth or dare?"