A/N: HEY EVERYONE! THIS IS SO LATE AND I AM SO SORRY! Please forgive me, I'm terrible. Regardless, enjoy the chapter! Also, Because I feel bad for y'all, I decided that I'm going to allow naughty requests for the NEXT. CHAPTER. ONLY. Please request away!
"Okay, Beanpole," Anger said darkly, grinning in a way that would give one chills, "Would you rather kiss Joy or date her?"
"What's with all these me kissing Joy one's?" Fear asked, his lip trembling.
"People have crazy minds." Disgust commented, leaning on the wall.
"Like you and your mind." Anger added, chuckling at her face. She crossed her arms, already set on a revenge question. Fear took a deep breath, glancing at a blushing Joy.
"Um.. Kiss her. Heh.." He answered, his whole body shaking. He exhaled and spread out his arms. "Sadness, Would you rather play the Stanley Parable or play Super Mario Bros?"
"Mario!" Joy randomly spouted, jumping in the air, as if she was grabbing an invisible mushroom. The emotions stared at her. She blushed. "I'm sorry. Someone had to do it."
Sadness was in her usual corner, clutching all her pillows. "The Stanley Parable. I don't like the other game," She answered, briefly glancing at her coworkers, "Um.. Joy, Would you rather switch roles with Fear or Disgust?"
"Ooh," Joy hummed, tapping her chin, "No offence Fear, but I'd say Disgust. Me and her spend our mornings together choosing clothes for Riley."
"Yes, we certainly do," Disgust added, with a little smirk, "Let me be honest Joy, you have no taste in fashion. Now, Mr Floopy Brickity Firefart Angry Angus (A/N; I.. don't.. know anymore), Would you rather sing the most girly songs ever or be in a girly ballet recital?"
"I'll take singing over dancing. Dancing is Joy's thing," Anger growled, crossing his stubby arms, "BEANPOLE! Would you rather live in a dystopian society like in Divergent or compete in the Hunger Games?"
"Ahhhhh!" Fear cried, waving his arms everywhere, "THE HUNGER GAMES ARE WAY TOO DANGEROUS! Live in a dystopian society!" He squealed, like a small child. He took a few deep breaths. "Um, Sadness, would you rather cry at 'My Immortal' by Evanescence or that quit smoking commercial where the little boy gets lost at the train station?"
"No.." Sadness sniffed, suddenly bursting into a flood of tears. "No.. They're both.. I can't do it.." Her pillows and sweater were getting damp from tears, and her sobs echoed through the building.
"Are you kidding me?" Grumbled Anger, covering his 'ears'. Joy ran over and sat next to Sadness, rubbing her back, like a mother does to a child.
"Gosh, those two are just.. Sappy." Groaned Disgust, cringing.
"BEANPOLE! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO ASK HER SOMETHING SO SAD?" Anger boomed, making Fear shiver like crazy. The beanpole gulped.
"It was the first thing that came to my mind, I swear!" He answered, as the block stormed towards him, holding his fists out. Fear gulped again, then started sprinting around Headquarters, away from Anger, screaming. Anger growled and waddled behind him.
"Crying over here, running over there, am I the only one who is sensible here?" Groaned Disgust, facepalming herself. Fear tripped over a random memory on the floor and landed face first, making a large crash. Anger was muttering under his breath, and Sadness was still crying, as Joy kept rubbing her back. Disgust sighed.
-10 Unnecessary minutes of getting everyone back into shape later-
"Okay, now that the dumb kerfuffle is done, we can continue the game," The green girl ordered, as the emotions surrounded her in a circle, "Joy, would you rather argue with Onision, a mean person, or argue with Keemstar, a racist criminal?"
"I'd argue with the racist one to tell him to stop being racist! PEACE AND LOVE FOREVER!" Joy answered, her voice excited, as she did a little swirl and made peace signs. "Okay, Anger, would you rather hug Fear or Disgust?"
"Neither!" Anger answered, glaring at two said emotions. "I'm not hugging Princess Perfect-face or that beanpole. Speaking of that beanpole.." Anger took a step towards the nerve, "Would you rather dress up as Annabelle or Chucky?"
"NO! Don't make meeee say! AH!" Fear squeaked. Everyone stared at him. "Fine.. Chucky, when he's not all creepy," The purple one sighed, "Joy.. Would you rather go hiking or rock climbing?"
"Ooh.. Rock climbing! Hiking can get boring sometimes," Joy answered brightly, grinning at Sadness, 'Sadness, would you rather watch the 'SpongeBob' episode 'Patrick Smartpants' or 'Pizza Delivery'?" (Why is everyone so obsessed with SB?)
"Um.. Probably 'Patrick Smartpants'." Sadness answered solemnly, her eyes on Fear, "Fear.. Would you rather save the girl from the song Okaasan or save the girl from I'm Sorry I'm Sorry?"
"I'm Sorry I'm Sorry has the most messed up lyrics of any song," Disgust commented, looking puke-worthy. Anger sniggered. (Guys seriously the lyrics are weird. If you're easily disturbed, don't look up the English subs. You're going to do that anyway, aren't you? Well, don't say I didn't warn you.) The purple one sighed.
"They both are weird. That's why I say both. If you haven't noticed, it's sort of my job to protect people," Fear answered proudly, with a proud grin. Anger eyed Fear, making the nerve deflate. Fear sighed. "Okay, Sadness, would you rather console a sporting team that lost the championships or a team that lost an election?" (I don't give two damns about sport, so I'd say sporting team.)
"Oh.. Um.." Sadness wondered, sitting on the floor, "Console a sporting team. I think elections are more important." She answered slowly, looking at the floor with sappy eyes.
"Cool," Disgust commented, eyeing the brick, "Bok Block Clock, I've got a very very long one," She said, Anger raising an eyebrow, "It also contains mild 4th wall breaking," She went on, (A/N: SimpleCracker, this is for you. It was requested by Crystal Ball. Everyone else, if you don't read the reviews, there's practically a reviewer that's a demon and tries to do evil stuff to the emotions, especially Anger. The emotions try to kick Cracker out but they come back and try to take over HQ. Please read on).
"Okay," Disgust started, "Angry blob, You wake up and groggily groan in confusion. You're in a dark room. 'Wha? Where am I?' You shake your arms, only to find out that you've been chained down and you can't feel anything. You jump at the sound of creepy laughter. You look closer through the darkness and see a strange figure. 'Wings?' Then your eyes widen as the figure steps into the only light in the room. 'Cracker!' You shout, angered that you got dragged into this mess, and possibly dragging your friends with you. SimpleCracker laughs at you with a bitter tone. 'Yep, it's me!'"
"'Where am I? WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS?!' You shout at the demon. Cracker sighs. 'Calm down! 1. You're in my lair. 2. You're friends are fine... well, except for Fear, who I hypnotized to strangle you.' You gasp and growl. 'Well, this place is kind of small for a lair.' SimpleCracker cackles and walks over to a lever. 'Please, you haven't even seen a 12th of it.' They hit the lever and the lights come on. Your eyes widen and you twitch at the horrific sight. Just halls and halls of skulls, blood, a horrible smell, and bones. The walls are rotting."
"'What... the... fudge?!' You turn your attention back to the psychopath who grins. 'Yep! What do you think? Nice, isn't it?' SimpleCracker takes a skull and rubs their thumb against the top of the skull, which has cracks. 'So, I only want one thing. I want FULL control!' You rattle the chains as you try to get out seeing a single door down the hall. 'No! You can't have it!' Your head starts to ignite with flames. Then you realized that you can burn the chains. You try it. Then again. Then again. THEY WON'T BURN!"
"'They're fireproof. But just for trying that-' SimpleCracker grabs their signature knife and approaches you, stabbing your leg. You don't feel anything though. Then out of nowhere, there's a blade to your throat. 'Listen. I won't kill you if you give me control and you're friends will be safe too. But if you refuse, I'll kill you, the others, and take control myself!' Your eyes widen as the knife digs into your red skin. If you give control to Cracker, you and your friends will be safe, but Cracker will have control. But if you refuse, someone might get the cops and arrest Cracker, but you and maybe some of your friends will be dead. But then again, you don't know Cracker's intentions and just might have something against you. But there's no way of knowing for sure. You're panicking and don't know what to do. Which would you rather do?" The green girl took a huge breath, then fell on the floor, rather informally.
"Wow.. Ever considered becoming an author, Disgust?" Joy asked, as all the emotions gaped at the dazed Disgust. The brick was rather perplexed.
"Who in the heck is SimpleCracker?" Anger asked, his voice dumbfounded. He shook his head. "First this StarNerve, then SimpleCracker? Who's next, HollyAnne1084?" (I'm so sorry everyone).
"Just answer the question," Disgust scoffed, as she dizzily got to her feet. "Ugh, I shouldn't make such long ones. They disgust me." (Get it? Ha ha ha! No.. Just no..)
"I'd say let Cracker have control, because then we could over throw them," Anger answered, his face still a bit shocked, "Alright.. Beanpole!" He barked, aiming at finger at the nerve, "Would you rather see Herobrine or see Entity 303?"
Fear gulped. "Um.. Probably Entity 303, only because.. H-Herobrine.. Is.." His sentence ended in an array of shivers.
"I've got another one," Anger spoke up, his gaze aiming at the green girl, "For Cone nose," He grinned (Thanks HollyAnne1084 for that lovely name). Disgust scoffed and flipped her hair.
"Bring it, barf-face." She said, gesturing him. (Damn)
"Oh, I'll bring it all right," Anger scowled, taking a step towards her, his fists clenched, "Would you rather have chronic nosebleeds or urinary urgency?" (Fun Fact; I've never had a nose bleed in my entire life, thank goodness.)
"Ugh!" Disgust cried, cringing, "I'll have the urine one because it doesn't mean I will get Urine Incontinence," She crossed her arms with satisfaction, "Right.. Joy," She turned away from the brick to the star, "Would you rather die or kill someone?"
Joy went a bit pale. "Don't take me for being selfish.. But I'd say kill someone. For Riley. She needs me. It didn't say who.. Right?" She said, with a fake happy tone. She clapped her hands. "Alrighty! Anger, I'm going to give you another story one."
"Not again.." Grumbled Anger, snorting. Joy tutted.
"It's not nearly as long, trust me!" She chirped, "You are in a falling plane with everyone here, you are the only one conscious and you find 2 parachutes, you take one for yourself and give the other for one of us. Considering that you can wake up anyone, who would you give the parachute?" (Not a freaking plane one. Seriously people).
"Ugh.." Stormed Anger, crossing his arms, "Probably Sadness. When she's not crying, she's the most manageable." Sadness almost smiled. Anger nodded at her. "Alright, speaking of Sadness, kid, would you rather swing on a vine or sit on greenie's lap?"
"Nobody. Sits. On. My. Lap." Disgust growled, almost looking like Anger. It even caused Fear to stumble back.
"Um.. I'd swing on a vine then." Sadness answered, her eyes widened. Disgust nodded, with a small grin.
"Nice choice," The green girl commented, "Now, Joy, would you rather go on a romantic date with Fear on a stranded island or on a falling plane to Mexico?" She asked, eyeing the star (Not another plane..)
"NOO! NOT A CRASHING PLANE!" Fear squealed, as if the question had been asked to him. Joy laughed and winked at him.
"I say stranded island. A plane we'd just die, but a island would be cool!" The star answered, with a large beam. But her grin wasn't happiness. It was wicked. "Disgust.. Would you rather be stuffed into a Freddy suit or eat 15 pounds of broccoli?"
"Are. You. KIDDING?!" Disgust groaned, her eyes going all woozy. She took a large step back. "THAT IS.. JUST NOOO!" She severely looked like she was going to barf. "Eat.. B..B...I CAN'T SAY THE WORD!" She bolted out of the room, without another word.
"How many times has that happened?" Groaned Fear, scratching his head. Anger shrugged, with an eyebrow raised. "It's some sort of cliche' now."
"Well, while we're waiting for barfy to come back," The brick started, eyeing Joy, "Joy, would you rather kiss Sadness on the lips or Disgust?"
"Sadness. You know how Disgust gets about that stuff." The star answered, rolling her eyes in a jokingly way. Sadness looked up at the yellow girl with hopeful eyes.
"Well, Disgust is the one with the dirty mind." Fear pointed out, with a smart grin. The star clapped his shoulder.
"Okay, I've gone for you, Sadness!" Joy said, brightly, kneeling down to the teardrop, "Would you rather drink your own tears or put your foot in your mouth?"
"Drink my own tears.. Though I'd rather do neither.." Sadness answered solemnly, lacing her little fingers together.
"Hm, if Disgust was here, she would definitely be grossed out," Fear commented, with a little chuckle. "Where does she go, anyway?"
"Who knows?" Joy laughed, patting Sadness' shoulder. "Maybe that's a mystery we'll never find out." (Maybe I should write a Fanfic for 'Disgust's hiding spot' and write how she gets her ideas for this story.. Ooh..)
"You know I heard that whole conversation?" Disgust said, proudly standing, hands on hips.
"What have you got this time, greenie?" Groaned Anger, rolling his eyes. Disgust ignored him.
"Vengeance, genius," She swiftly trotted over to Joy, then sharply pointed at the star, "For Joy. I've got one that will blow your socks off. Ms Happy Face, would you rather kill Bing Bong and commit suicide, or kill him, keep his organs and EAT THEM?" She asked. Joy looked as still and as pale as a statue. Fear squeaked dryly and passed out. Anger was beyond shocked and Sadness had bowed her head (Disgust.. You freakin' wot m9... I'm so sorry guys).
"Uh.. Uh.. huh.. Heh heh.." Joy blubbered, her lip trembling. She looked like a China doll, about to split in two. Sadness was already crying. Fear was still trembling. Joy only said one brief sentence: "Riley needs me; I can't die.." Then it looked like she was going to have a huge crying fit. Sadness gave her a big hug, and the yellow one hugged back. The teardrop was quite literally making a waterfall, while Joy was sniffing and swallowing.
"Not more crying.." Mumbled Disgust, crossing her arms.
-10 MORE MINUTES OF ANNOYING, UNNECESSARY, SAPPY CRY SCENES LATER-
"Alright!" Joy chirped, as if the last 10 minutes had never happened, "Disgust, would you rather do the Eat It or Wear It challenge or the Bean Boozled challenge?" (Fun fact; I've never done the Eat or Wear It challenge but I've done the Bean Boozled challenge. My Disgust went haywire).
"Ugh, probably that Bean Boozled. At least I don't have to wear disgusting foods." Disgust answered, shaking her head and cringing.
"I've got one for you too, Greenie," Anger hissed, with a sly tone, "Would you rather watch all Mortal Kombat fatalities or all x-rays?" (Brb searching dat up. *searches up* Oh.. Um.. I'm not sure to be more disgusted or terrified.)
"Probably the x-rays, because the fatalities have more.." Disgust paused, her face going queasy. "Right, I think that's enough for today."
"Good riddance." Huffed Anger, shaking his head.
A/N: THANK YOU ALL FOR READING! I'm so so sorry this was so late. I'm the worst person ever. In fact, to make it up to you, I'm going to allow inappropriate requests for the next chapter ONLY. I'm going on holiday so it will probably be late again, but this is just my apology. I hope you can forgive me! Here are the credits:
-Joylovesfear123 (Damn, stop being mean to poor Joy. I hope she can recover.)
-brazilianguy14 (Thank you! I'm so glad to hear that. Awesome questions, by the way!)
-Fear 552 (Have fun playing Black Ops! I played it once, and I kept dying.. Oh, and happy late birthday!)
-The Creativity Queen 101 (Hello again and nice ones!)
-Katycat4ever (Nice one! Do you like Katy Perry? Me too! YAY! Wow such happys..)
-SimpleCracker (Oh come on! I was looking forward to that. Oh well, I guess I made it up for you in the chapter. And I get lazy too.. Quite often, really.)
-Crystal Ball (Awesome! I'll have to try and stalk you on Google. Maybe you and SimpleCracker should have a writing battle in the reviews.. Wait.. you'll turn it into a YouTube comment section.. Never mind..)
-Orangebird124 (Thank you for answering my questions! I can't really write any new stories at the moment, but I'm still accepting requests if you have any. And yes, inappropriate requests are allowed next chapter).
-HollyAnne1084 (Awesome ones as usual!)
-Korrasami 88 (You leave the tamest ones, let me be honest.)
Thank you everyone, and I'll see you next chapter!
~Ponystories