Gosh, it's been a while :-O Sorry, fellow Jellicles! I've been so swamped with exam preparations (bleaaugh) but I'm off to Switzerland tomorrow and I wanted to do an update! There are dares in here that I've been literally dying to do (I do them in order, which explains the wait) so FINALLY! :D Thanks for all the reviews!

Valiya: Welcome aboard! Your lovely comments really made my day J And of course you can read some of my original work! I just need to spend some time editing and stuff, but I'll get it to you! Thank you so much!

Oh, oh, oh, and thank you jojoberry for reading some of my Avenue Q story! Glad you're liking it so far! :D

"Um, guys, someone needs to find Victoria…" Munkustrap called out nervously, waiting for the white queen-kit to reappear from wherever it was she was sulking. "Mistoffelees, could you…Tell her that the colour isn't that bad…"

Mr. Mistoffelees simply clicked his fingers and Victoria was instantly next to him, looking positively awful with her pink and green coat. She burst into yet more tears and Munkustrap tried desperately to shut her up.

"No, no, Victoria, listen! You'll like this one, I swear!" He cleared his throat, and quickly read:

"I dare Misto to turn himself into a bunny and sit in Victoria's lap until he gets a truth or dare again." - Shounengirl13

Victoria immediately stopped wailing. "Wait. A bunny? OMEC, I've always wanted a bunny! Do it, Misto. Now."

"No way in hell."

"Don't use that language, you twat, and do it." Old D yelled loudly, startling everyone. "I WANT A RABBIT TOO. Why do I never get nice things?" He whispered to himself, averting his eyes to the sky. "Why?"

Misto took a deep breath, muttered something about how degrading his life had become, before turning into an adorable black fluffy bunny. Victoria squealed in delight and grabbed him, forcing him down into her lap.

"Oh, you're so pretty…" She beamed, stroking the Mistoffelees rabbit, who was trying to make a desperate bid for freedom whilst another envelope fluttered down into Munk's waiting paws.

"Loving it! Time for a dare...or two...well...Three actually! I dare Demeter to end every sentence she says with 'in bed' until her next turn, I dare Old D to shave that wonderful beard off and I dare for Teazer to ride on Jerrie's back like a horse round the whole circle And a truth to go with it for Jennyanydots, What's with the thing for 'BJ' is it because you like a cat with a bit of 'meat on his bones'? And would you ever leave Skimble for him (bloody hope you don't!)" - FrozenUnD's

"What?" Demeter looked startled. "But that's completely ridiculous!"

Everyone stared at her expectantly and she blushed bright red, before whispering, "…in bed."

"And there's no way I'm shaving this beard off, lady." Old D joined in furiously, "I earned this beard! Beards don't grow in a day! You can't just -"

"It's a dare, Father." Munkustrap pointed out hesitantly. "And, well…you agreed to this whole game…"

"Yeah, Dad." Tugger snorted. "Look at me. I have no mane anymore because of a dare. The least you can do is shave that useless amount of hair on your face off. It also looks really tacky."

"But…" Old D whispered traumatically. "I…It's my life…"

"Hey." The Jellicles all said at once indignantly, glaring at their Leader.

"Oh, right, yeah. You guys. You're pretty important. But not as important as my beard."

"Do the deed, Deuteronomy." Demeter handed him an electric razor solemnly, before adding with a laboured sigh, "…in bed."

Old D sniffed miserably, looked at the razor and turned it on in a sudden burst of anguish. Everyone held their breaths as the wise (?) old cat brought it to his face and in a fluid motion, shaved his whole beard right off.

There were many gasps, the loudest of all Old Deuteronomy's he stared down at the ground, threw his head back and sobbed. Nobody really knew what to do and none wanted to comfort him. Eventually, Demeter, possibly the only kind cat there, edged closer and patted him on the shoulder.

"I know it hurts." She said softly, then felt her soul die as everyone began to snigger. "In…Bed…"

"I demand a time out!" Old D managed to wheeze out as he clambered to his feet. "I must go…to my den…"

"Wait, Father, you've already gone to your den once, it's not really -"

"BITCH, I do what I want!" Old D turned around to holler at a stricken Munkustrap, then proceeded to hobble off to his den, still wailing his eyes out.

"Well, fellows." Mungojerrie spoke up doubtfully after a ringing silence. "I believe it is our turn to proceed in our dare?"

"Please…" Pouncival groaned. "Stop…Those accents…"

"Silence, young kitten." Rumpleteazer said snootily, agilely leaping onto her waiting partner in crime's back. "And good tom - ADVANCE! Onwards!"

Mungojerrie immediately began to run around the vast circle, with Teazer whooping in delight, until he slowed, panting.

"Wait…Prithee, wait a moment, dear queen…" he wheezed.

"Why? Are you insinuating I am perhaps to heavy for you to venture on?" Rumpleteazer growled threateningly, her claws gripping into his shoulder.

"Oh - no, no! Good heavens, I would never dare think such a thing, my love!" Jerrie said hurriedly, continuing to scurry forwards even though he felt one more step would end in sudden death.

Eventually they returned to their spot in the circle and Rumpleteazer leapt off before Mungojerrie collapsed in a heap to receive a smattering of applause.

"That is most undignified." Rumpleteazer huffed, moodily sitting down next to him again. "You ought to be ashamed."

"I…am…" Mungojerrie gasped back. "Sincere…apologies…"

"You are forgiven." Rumpleteazer pecked him on the lips and helped him return to an upright position.

All eyes were now on Jennanydots, who looked fairly terrified. "Well - ahem." She chuckled nervously, "Now, dearies, we've been through this! Skimble and I are for keeps! Even…even though he's ventured off somewhere in a bit of a mood…Now, of course, BJ is drop dead sexy, and I do like some, ah, 'meat' on a tom, but…"

Jellylorum looked at her expectantly. "Go on…"

"Everyone KNOWS I like trains too!" The Gumbie Cat exclaimed desperately at everyone's unimpressed expressions. "Honestly! Skimble, I know you're out there, so listen to me - I LOVE YOU."

"Next!" Munk yelled hurriedly in case Jenny began hyperventilating or something.

"OK, I have a 'truth' for Tumblebrutus: Why is it in the opening number you sing in a deep bass voice, but for the rest of the musical your voice is higher? And for dares: I dare Tugger to wear a kilt and play "Call Me Maybe" on the bagpipes; I dare Mistoffelees to make Bombalurina ugly for the rest of the game; and I dare Munkustrap to drink a whole bottle of rum!"

"Well. Finally noticed I exist, HUH?" Tumblebrutus yelled loudly, flinging his arms out. "I think this is honestly my first mention. Bitch of an author." A/N. My bad, Tumble.

"So, so…My bass voice…Don't you think it's kind of hot? I was using it to attract the queens." Tumble turned to Etcetera with a wink, who wrinkled her nose in disgust. "And then…" He sighed upon seeing her reaction. "I realised it just wasn't working. So I resorted to my normal voice, which is high pitched and stupid and a waste of everyone's time." He let a tear fall as his voice wavered.

"Yeah, whatever." Tugger spoke up dismissively and Tumblebrutus groaned in exasperation at his mistreatment, "Let's liven up this place a bit. MUNKUSTRAP - pipe me up."

"Oh, Bast…" Munk muttered grouchily, throwing his brother the accursed bagpipes as a truly terrible, auto-tuned song filled the air.

The queens all started singing along in delight, except for Demeter, in fear she'd have to end the line "and now you're in my way" with 'in bed'.

"Hey, I just met you!" Jemima bounced up and down energetically with a lustful look at Pouncival, "AND THIS IS CRAZY!"

"And here's my number!" Jellylorum sassily joined in, "So call me maybe!"

Tugger finished with a note that most likely didn't even exist and bowed to receive huge applause.

"That tune was most catchy." Rumpleteazer beamed, still swaying slightly. "Superb!"

While the song had been going on, Munkustrap had subtly tried to remove his dare from the envelope, or persuade Cori and Tanto to wipe everyone's memory so that he wouldn't have to do it, to no avail.

"It's Munk's turn!" Tugger yelled, pointing at his panicking brother, who was close to having yet another meltdown.

"I refuse!" He straightened up pompously. "I have already danced like a Pollicle possessed, done a cinnamon challenge and watched my Father shave his beard off! I'm putting my foot down with a firm paw!"

"But you just made Old D do his dare!" Bombalurina pointed out smugly and Munkustrap whispered a prayer to himself.

"Well…yes…But -"

"Drink this." Demeter handed him the bottle of alcohol, then whirled around in triumph to face the crowd. "IN BED! HA! There was nothing remotely dirty or rude in that sentence AT ALL! IN BED!"

Munkustrap stared at his queen-friend, who was beginning to look ever so slightly insane, then downed the whole bottle of rum, coughing and gagging. Oooh…it burned…but it felt quite…

He giggled, holding up the bottle. "Chee-ee-rs." He beamed, swaying on his feet. "I wanna PARTAY…."

The Jellicles stared at him in horror. What HAD they done?

Oh, Bast, a drunk Munkustrap. Now the fun really CAN start. Please review!