AN: Okay, in response to one of my reviewers, no, not every house guest is going to be gay. To make my intentions clear, this is going to be mainly a Blink/Mush and Specs/Dutchy story as far as pairs go, unless anyone else has big objections or has a pair they want to try and convince me of. If so, review and make your case- I'll consider any and all suggestions that I read. I am not some kind of omniscient being that ignores all reviewers- I want to know what you think should happen!
With that done, on to the story…it's nighttime at the house…
Spot
"I can't believe everyone else is actually managing to sleep through this." Mush said quietly, sitting on the couch and hugging his knees to his chest. Another crash of thunder practically shook the house, and I sighed. I would never be able to sleep if this kept up.
"Hey, has anyone seen Itey?" Bumlets asked as he walked through, and I shook my head.
"Why? Can't you find him?"
"No. I haven't seen him since the storm started."
I stood up and looked around the room, and then offered to help Bumlets look. I mean, the kid couldn't have gone far. We were all locked in this house together, after all. Mush stood up and went to check in the bedrooms, while I had a better idea.
Bumlets hadn't seen him since the storm started. That made me suspicious.
I opened the first hall closet I came to, and lo and behold, Itey was sitting there on the floor. He was hugging his knees close to him and had his head down, rocking gently back and forth.
"Itey? You okay?"
Itey looked up at me in surprise, and honestly, he looked terrified. I wasn't sure which he was more terrified of- me, or the storm.
"I'm fine." He muttered, looking away from me.
"Then…why are you hiding in the closet?"
"None of your business."
Another crash of thunder suddenly shook the door frame, and Itey yelped in fear, burying his head in his arms.
I kneeled down beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Now just calm down. It's okay to be scared."
"No, it's not." Came the muffled reply.
"Yes, it is. Come on. We're gonna play a game."
As I grabbed him by the arm and practically dragged him out of his hiding spot, he looked at me with fear and concern shining through his eyes. I just smiled, grabbed a frying pan and a spatula off the kitchen counter, and proceeded to beat them together as I walked through the bedrooms where everyone else was peacefully sleeping.
"Wake up! Come on, everybody! Emergency meeting! Wake up!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Blink rolled over and tried to cover his head with his pillow, and only managed to fall out of the bed.
And let me tell you, I had never seen a heavier sleeper than Specs. He didn't even notice I was making noise until I beat the frying pan an inch from his ear.
Slowly but surely, I got everyone to make their way into the main room, though it took some bribing with a few. Itey was now sitting in the corner of the main room, trying to steady his breathing as the storm continued beating down around us.
"Itey, come on over here. We're gonna start the game."
Blink arched an eyebrow. "You're saying you pulled us out of bed at one o'clock in the morning to play a game?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying. There were a few of us who weren't getting any sleep anyway." Itey made his way over to the group, and I sat him down between me and Racetrack. "We're going to play 'truth or dare' boys. Who wants to start?"
There were a few groans, but there were also a couple of people who welcomed the change of pace. "I'll start." Cowboy said, smiling as he looked around the group. "Mush."
At first I was sure Mush was going to say truth. I jerked a thumb towards Itey so only Mush could see, and he sighed heavily. He knew that I wanted him to pick dare so that things would get interesting real quick and get Itey's mind off of the storm.
"Dare."
Cowboy was absolutely grinning now. "For the next 24 hours, you can't say a single sentence without a curse word in it."
Mush's mouth dropped open at that. "What?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear you." Cowboy said teasingly.
Mush swallowed hard, looking around at our little expectant group. "You're fuckin' crazy, Cowboy." He hissed, much to the delight of his house mates. He was blushing all the way up to his ears now, but he still had 24 hours to go. He looked down at the floor, and then said, "I forego my fucking turn."
We all laughed as Racetrack took dibs on Mush's turn. "Okay…Blink."
"Dare."
Racetrack's grin was pure evil now. "I dare you to go outside and jump in the swimming pool."
Itey's eyes had to be the size of dinner plates. "He'll get hit by lightening!!!"
Blink just smiled and stood up, making his way toward the back door. We all followed and stood at the windows as he stepped outside, broke into a sprint, and took a flying leap in what had to be ice cold water.
Mush shook his head and laughed. "I'll go get him a towel."
Cowboy was not allowing that to fly by. "What'd you say, Mush?"
"I said I was going to get him a fucking towel, you bastard."
Blink climbed out of the pool and ran for the door, already shivering noticeably. I considered locking the door, but I decided he'd had enough as it was.
Mush threw a towel around his shoulders as he walked in, and then handed him a clean set of pajamas- which led us all to wonder how in the world Mush knew where Blink kept his clothes. But I let it go by without saying anything.
"Blink, it's your turn." Racetrack said, a smirk still on his face.
"Skittery."
He looked up at Blink, and quickly decided that it was about time for someone to choose the easy road. "Truth."
After a few groans from the other housemates, Blink decided on a question. "Are you a druggie?"
"Nope."
Well, at least he wasn't going to be going through withdrawal or shooting up while he was here. That was a relief.
Skittery looked around our little circle, and his eyes landed on me. "Spot."
"Dare."
"I dare you to dress in drag all day tomorrow."
I smiled at this feeble attempt at a dare. "And just where am I gonna get the clothes, huh?"
"I'm sure big brother wouldn't mind providing."
Oh, shit. He was right. They probably wouldn't, knowing them. "You've got a dare."
It was my turn to choose a victim. And I already knew who it was gonna be. "Specs."
Specs took a few moments to decide, watching me carefully to try and figure out if I had any strange ideas going through my head. What he didn't know was that I already knew what my dare was gonna be- and they were all gonna hate me for it. Oh, they were going to hate me.
"Dare."
Oh, yes. This was going to be sweet.
"A ten second kiss with Dutchy. I'll count."
Dutchy
I could feel the blood rushing to my face as Specs's mouth dropped open in shock. Everyone else in the room was either laughing hysterically or looking at Spot with deep disapproval- most of them the former.
"Well…are you gonna do it or not? I mean, Blink's soaking wet over here…he didn't chicken out…" Spot urged. I knew he was right- it was a dare. We had to do it. I locked eyes with Specs, who looked absolutely mortified and also…worried. Why would he be worried? It's just a dare, after all.
"I'm in if you're in." I said, wondering what my family would think of this when they saw it. Cause I just knew big brother wouldn't pass up airing this. My friends back home would never let me live this down.
"Alright. You guys ready?" Spot asked, and suddenly Bumlets broke in.
"You guys don't have to do this. That was a cheap dare." He said, tension straining every word. I let Specs handle this one.
"No, Spot's right. Nobody else backed down. You can't turn down a dare." He said, and Bumlets still seemed a bit annoyed, but he saw the logic.
Spot took back over, ignoring Bumlets's obvious disapproval. I could feel my heart pounding a mile a minute in my chest, and I could tell Specs was dying of nervousness as well. This was crazy!
"Okay…go."
Specs leaned forward and his lips gently met mine, and before I even knew it, I found myself kissing him back. I could vaguely hear Spot counting down, but as Specs's soft lips caressed my own, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. I felt his hand run through my hair, and I whimpered softly, hoping none of the other housemates heard it.
Wait a minute. I couldn't be enjoying this. I was straight! Everyone I hung out with was straight!
But as his tongue began tentatively exploring my mouth, I began to wonder. Seriously wonder. Was I as straight as I thought I was?
We broke apart after what seemed like just a few seconds, and my lips tingled as I met his gaze.
"52 seconds! I told you guys!" Spot suddenly yelled, and I jumped in surprise. Cowboy stopped laughing long enough to inform us of what had just happened.
"You guys…ten seconds ended 42 seconds ago."
Snitch was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "Yeah…and I think I saw some tongue in there."
Oh, God. I looked at Specs, who I knew had the same thoughts running through his head.
What were our family and friends going to think?
More importantly…had I been gay all along and never even known it?
AN: That was a whole lot of fun to write! Truth or Dare…Newsies…is there a better mix? And poor Mush! Need I say there will be a whole lot of cursing in the next chapter, and all of it will be coming from Mush ^___^!
Oh, and for all you people who get all squeamish about the guy kissing guy thing- for one, congrats on making it this far. For two, you've got nothing to worry about. Unless I go completely and utterly insane, that's the furthest it's gonna get, nothing worse, most likely. Just sweet, fluffy stuff