I meant to update the last chapter, but I've accidentally deleted the document. Just ignore the Pallora (Puppet X Ballora) ship.

"Guys! It's been over a year! But we have truths! We have dares! We have," Tsunami sighed dramatically, "Content.". The FNaF and BBIEAL characters had almost forgotten about this, and many looked surprised to be here.

"Okily Dokily, time for dares. The dares from DameDiamond2nd are: Oh my, the guards all have to wear dresses for the rest of the chapter!

The FNaF 1 animatronics must listen to Cardi B, including you, Golden Freddy.

Scott and Vincent just react to lemons of themselves paired with each other, and Jeremy and Mike must do the same.

Nightmare Freddy needs to kiss Nightmare Puppet full on the lips.

ALL the Nightmares must listen to Vogon poetry. And finally, Vanny needs to flirt with Glitchtrap and try to succeed, who I am adding even though in not doing anyone else because I like them. Start!" Yelled Tsunami.

"I can't believe this." Muttered Mike, who was dolled up in a bright pink ball gown. Jeremy was decked out in full Nezuko Kamado cosplay, and Fritz was in a too-tight dress made mostly of orange lace. They looked awful.

"This isn't fair! He actually likes dresses!" Objected Scott, who was in an extravagant wedding dress, complete with a veil and bouquet, and gesturing at Vincent. Vincent has by far the most coquettish outfit of anyone, an actual MAID'S dress that was way too short, high heels and even fishnet stockings, which were not mandatory, but Tsunami made him were them anyway, because, as she is made in my image, she is an absolute Vincent Fangirl. Scott was right though, Vincent was the only one who didn't mind the dresses.

"Tough potatoes. A dare's a dare. Next!" Tsunami cringed. "Sorry, FNaF 1. You gotta listen to Cardi B." She handed them a pair of headphones each, and in seconds, all of them had ripped them off, shuddering.

"There are more words in the English language than can be dreamt of in my wildest dreams, but none of them can describe how awful that was." Proclaimed Bonnie, shaking. Chica had passed out, Golden Freddy had TP'd to the corner and was throwing up, Freddy was screaming even though he couldn't hear the music anymore and Foxy had just blanched.

"I know. A very wise person once said-'Cardi B makes music for people who wash paper plates ', and they were so right. Next!" Tsunami took two tablets of a table that wasn't there before, typed something in the browser bar, and handed one each to Scott and Mike, who shared them with Vincent and Jeremy.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF CAWTHON IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! HE'S LIKE A SON TO ME! AND HE'S, LIKE 16! I'M TWICE HIS AGE AND STRAIGHT WHAT THE F-!" Mike ranted, getting cut off by Tsunami.

"Mike, please. Were trying to keep it family friendly." Chirped Tsunami.

"There is nothing family friendly about this." Jeremy was so horrified at what he had just read that he'd lost his otaku stutter.

"What is wrong with everyone? We are brothers. And we're Asexuals anyway. If I had a week, I couldn't list all the reasons why a relationship wouldn't work out between us, even if we weren't related." Scott spoke incredibly calmly as he put his fist through the tablet, finally understanding why Vincent was always so disgusted at humanity. Speaking of Vincent, he hadn't said a word the entire time, just looked blankly at the space of air where the tablet was once held.

"Does anyone know how to unbreak a person?" Asked Tsunami, staring out the screen.

"My God, he's even stopped smiling." Scott looked over at his brother looking rather disconcerted. A short, chubby human descended from a portal that opened on the ceiling, her hands glowing.

"Hol' up, let me fix their minds quickly. I'ma just erase their minds quickly." I said, walking behind them and tapping them on the back of the head with a glowing hand. Then I ascended back into the portal.

"Ok. That happened." Said Tsunami. "Next up," She covered her mouth and snickered. " Hey, Nightmare Freddy! " She shouted. Nightmare Freddy came over, the Freddles swinging from the gaps in his suit.

"What the f*** do you want?" He growled, crossing his arms. Tsunami giggled again and whispered the dare in his ear. N Freddy widened his eyes in horror. He silently turned and slowly made his way over to N Puppet.

"I am SO sorry." He put his hands on the sides of N Puppet's head, and pulled him into an awkward kiss, pulling away as quickly as possible. N Puppet grabbed N Freddy by his tattered cravat, the white pinpricks in his eyes being away and a creepy smile spreading across his face.

"How f***ing dare you...I f***ing brought you here, and I will send you back to the Gods-forbidden land you came from, you absolute f***ing-" Here N Puppet said something in a demonic language that almost nobody could interpret except other Nightmares. "F***ing touch me again, and I KiLl you." He let go of the cravat and N Freddy stumbled back from him. N Puppet spun on his heels and sauntered off, ignoring the shocked stares.

"Alrighty then." Said Tsunami, breaking the silence. "Next up, the Nightmares have got to listen to Vogon poetry. We're not actually going to summon a Vogon because many of you may throw up. A such, I will be reading it. Also, I've cast a spell of deafness over everyone else, so they can't hear it." A mysterious power forced all the Nightmares to teleport in front of Tsunami in a straight line, and some fetter chains materialised out of nowhere and wrapped around the Nightmares' ankle and writes, holding them in place. Tsunami cleared her throat.

"Oh freddled gruntbuggly," Several Nightmares screamed and spasmed in the chains. It was worse than even they could have been prepared for. "Thy micturations are to me, as plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee. Groop, I implore thee, my foontling turlingdromes!" N Chica fell to her knees, and N Bonnie and N Foxy began to scream obscenities, and N Mangle went completely limp. "And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles!" Tsunami cringed so hard that even she couldn't bear it, and stopped reading. She looked down at the Nightmares.

N Fredbear, Bonnie and Puppet were lying on the floor twitching. N Chica was crying. N Freddy and Foxy were still screaming in apparent agony, N Mangle was huddled on the ground muttering and Nightmare was completely motionless.

"Damn, that hit them hard. Next, Vanessa, Glitchtrap! Get over here." Glitchtrap teleported over and waited for Vanny to run up, who, at that point was at the other end of the room, was significantly out of breath.

"Ya could have just teleported me over here too, ***hole." Panted Vanny, glaring up at Glitchtrap angrily.

"You could use the exercise." Mused Glitchtrap. Vanny took a deep breath and prepared to yell at him, but Tsunami stopped her by whispering the dare to her. Vanny did not look unhappy with this dare. She mentally prepared herself for ten minutes in case she was successful and actually managed to secure a date with Glitchtrap.

After a few minutes in which she had done extreme mental exercise about 50 feet away, she casually strolled up to Glitchtrap, holding her phone. "Hey, Glitchtrap, can you help me God my phone? It's got a problem." She asked in an unusually polite voice.

"Alright, what's wrong with it?" Glitchtrap, blessed with the power of instantly recognising problems on electronical devices by doing as little as touching them, couldn't sense anything wrong with the phone.

"Well, it's just, your number's not on it." Flirted Vanny, in a slightly confident tone.

"Why do you need it?" Glitchtrap asked. Vanny faltered; she did not expect that.

"Because I just do. I need everybody I ever meet to give their number. Give it to me. Now." Replied Vanny in a mildly aggressive voice.

"You can just E-mail me instead." Glitchtrap was expertly oblivious to Vanny's flirting.

"Bruh, I don't even have a laptop." Vanny dropped the flirting act and furrowed her brow at him.

"Then buy one."

"I make, like, 130 dollars a week. I gotta pay bills and TV subscriptions. I can't just buy a laptop.''

"Then steal one, dear Vanessa."

"It's Vanny. We talked about using my real name."

"And I did not listen."

"Oh for-! "

Attempt number two.

Vanny walked up to Glitchtrap again, and had folded her hands behind her back. "Glitchtrap! Can ya come here a second?!" She yelled. Glitchtrap teleported to her, holding a cup and someone's severed head. "Um, whatcha got there?" She asked, eyeing the head.

"A smoothie." He replied, nonchalantly.

"Alrighty. Anyway, I needed to ask you something. Can you heal people?" Vanny asked.

"Sort of. Why do you ask?"

"Because...I think I broke my wrist falling for you." She held her left arm in front of his eyes, and sure enough, it was wrapped in bandages.

"You should really see a doctor about that. Falling over because of people is a dangerous habit." Vanny stared at him blankly. Was he for real?

Ten hours later, attempt number 372:

Vanny has now abandoned all subtly she might have had, as well as any sanity. "I'll give you this window if you'll go out with me!" Vanny presented Glitchtrap with a full sized window pane with a bow on it.

"Is that was this is about? You want to date me?" Glitchtrap raised an eyebrow at her and the windowpane.

"Yes! You've finally understood me!" Vanny seemed significantly out of breath for what she should be.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Vanessa. I'm already married." Glitchtrap's voice echoed in Vanny's mind. Her entire world came crashing down around her. She stayed knelt on the ground and dropped the window. It smashed spectacularly for the height from which it fell. Tsunami cleared her throat.

"Anyway. That's all we have time for today. Sorry Vincent, I gotta send you back to Hell." She said. Vincent, who was reading a random book he had found, raised his hand in a 'don't worry about it ' sort of way. "If y'all don't send in dares, the creator will update at some point with a new chapter of dares she made herself." The fourth wall didn't just break, it shattered and turned to dust.

"Bye, Dudes, Dudettes and Dudon'ts!" She waved out of the screen, vaporizing the remnants of the fourth wall.