Chapter 7

(Dan POV)

Dan sat groaning in pain. He had been force fed a whole gallon of ice cream, and barely sat quietly through the endless yapping from Ilsa about all the embarrassing moments he's endured. Many of the memories he'd rather not remember.

"Think he's had enough yet?" Barry glanced at the imposter, who merely smirked, stating a single word.

"Nope."

"Well then, I guess it's time for the grand finale." Barry smiled. "Ilsa, go and fetch the device would you?"

"Yes Mr. Ditmer." Ilsa replied, teleporting to who knows where.

Imposter stepped closer to Dan, looking him up and down.

"You know, if we're really this similar in appearance, then you must have one sexy body." Imposter grinned as he slowly caressed Dan's cheek.

"Get away from me you sorry excuse for a human!" Dan yelled as he nipped at Imposter's fingers.

"Ah, ah, ah, Dan. That's not very nice." Imposter spoke as he clenched Dan's shirt tightly in his fist.

"I really don't think you understand the position you're in." Imposter growled.

"Hey, stop that, we need him in good physical health in order for this to work." Barry warned.

Imposter smiled. "Of course. I was just making sure that our adorable little captive understood the situation."

Soon after Ilsa returned holding what looked like a metal pill about the size of a fat thumb. Ilsa handed the item to Imposter as the chair turned into something like an operating table.

"Elias, flip him over and hold him in position." Barry ordered calmly.

Seconds later Dan found himself in a really uncomfortable pose. Dan's chest was firmly being held against the table, arms behind his back, as he was forced to support himself using his knees, making it so his ass was positioned higher than his head.

"Unf, l-let go of me!" Dan demanded as he laid there hopelessly.

"I suggest you be polite Dan, otherwise you won't get ANY prep." Imposter threatened.

"FINE! SEE IF I CARE!" Dan responded angrily.

Just then Dan felt a sharp ache in his nether regions.

"OW!" Dan yelped.

"I told you there wouldn't be any prep if you didn't behave yourself." Imposter stated, clearly amused at Dan's misfortune.

"Nighty night Dan." Imposter gleefully chuckled alongside Barry, who was smiling in what Dan thought was his evil grin or something. Maybe that was just his face though.

The next thing Dan knew, he was out cold, and he wouldn't be waking up anytime soon.

Author's Note:

Merry Christmas my lovelies! Happy Holidays to those that don't celebrate Christmas. I am sorry my chapters are so short, I'll try get the next one out soon. ^_^