Author's Note: My second mini-adventure for Q. I have no idea how I came up with this. I own no one but Q.


"…there was even this one time I was so scared by the dolls my mother gave me that I locked them in a suitcase and hid it somewhere on circus grounds. Truth be told, I never found that thing again, thankfully."

A few others in the group were chuckling while Linda wrapped it up. "Ok, so Quyen's creeped out by dolls. Let me guess, Chucky was hard to watch?"

Laughing, she nodded. "Yeah. That and Night of the Living Dummy."

Mello spun the bottle again, and it landed on Near. "Ok albino, truth or dare?"

Still looking to his feet and twirling his white locks, Near looked up to Mello from the rim of his eyes. "I really don't see how it would make a difference. With you giving my commands, with either option there will no doubt be some form of humiliation involved."

"Ok," Matt complied. "That's a no-go. Time to pick something from the deck, I guess." He had brought Truth-or-Dare cards that would give a command to the whole group in the case that someone would be too hesitant to move on.

Near picked a card and read it aloud to the group. "The player who completed a turn previously is the train of thought for everyone. All players must close their eyes and anyone who dreams/fantasizes about the chosen player must raise their hand. No one is allowed to open their eyes until the action is completed.

"W-wait, what?" Quyen was shocked at such a dare. "Matt, I think you brought the wrong deck."

A smirk on his face said that he did indeed bring the right deck, but he said, "Yeah, you're right. But we might as well keep playing, right?"

Mello shifted through the deck. They were obviously brand new, as they seemed to be in some sort of order, getting more and more graphic as more cards passed. We are talking X-Rated dares. "Matt! Where the hell did you get these and how the hell did you mix up the decks?"

Matt only laughed a little and lit up a cigarette that Quyen regrettably snuck in for him. Linda coughed a bit and waved away the smoke.

Mello slammed down the deck. "Damn it, Matt! Alright, we finish out this dare and then it's Linda's turn to spin. But I swear if I see anyone raise their hand I'm clocking them."

Quyen didn't give voice to the fact that they will all have their eyes closed so it's harmless, so she just closed her eyes like the rest of them. Mello, though, couldn't resist the temptation to peek. Quyen was the first to raise her hand, actually. If she didn't fantasize about her own life, then really what kind of person was she? Mello raised his hand. Being her boyfriend, there was no doubt. Matt and Linda kept their hands down. Near, on the other hand raised his hand.

Mello didn't even attempt to hide that he saw. He couldn't form words. He just got up and started attacking Near. The rest of the kids in the circle opened their eyes in Whoa, what?! Near, though not much of a fighter, was good at dodging. He explained, "Please, I never favored Quyen. She takes critiques far too personally, her fashion choices are gaudy, and can only think intelligently when hanging upside-down like a primate. But a girl is a girl and that's all I meant by it!"

Mello's response cannot be typed here for censorship. Mello chased Near down the hall and Matt was busting a gut laughing while the girl were just awestruck, staring at each other. Linda muttered, "Nice boyfriend."

"You're free to have Near. Since you're a girl, he probably think of you the same way."