Chapter 11- Truth or Dare Part Two
After the laughter had died down from the last dare, Legolas chose his victim...
"Arwen!" he declared. "Truth or dare?"
"Ummm...truth, I guess," she shrugged.
"All right, then," Legolas grinned. "Ben, Bryan, Peter or Dajotre. Which one do you like the most?"
The others laughed evilly while the four guys sat on the edge of their seats.
"Well...uhhh....what are the consequences of my actions?" she asked.
"It depends on who you choose," Legolas answered.
"Good point," Arwen nodded. "All right. In all honest truth...Bryan, I guess."
"WHAT?!" the others screamed.
"YES!!!" Bryan rejoiced. "I WIN!!! I LOVE YOU ARWEN!!!"
"I did not say I liked you to that extent," Arwen reminded.
Bryan sat back down from his victory dance. "...Oh."
"But anyway, truth or dare, Bryan?" Arwen asked.
"Dare!" Bryan said. "You're still a girl. What could you possibly come up with?"
A FEW MINUTES LATER...
"And that, girls, is how you give a guy a makeover," Arwen smiled proudly.
Ben, Peter and Dajotre were lying on the floor, unconscious from laughing. Bryan was tied to a chair, his hair in little butterfly clips and his fingernails painted bright pink and orange. His eyes were poorly outlined in black eyeliner.
"Well done, Arwen," Kitt grinned.
Arwen dusted off her hands as Bryan clawed at his nails, trying to pull the nailpolish off.
"All right then, Bryan," Arwen smiled. "Your turn."
"Ben!" Bryan said, trying to rub off the eyeliner. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Ben replied. "I'm too lazy to get up for a dare."
"I know," Bryan answered, now trying to rub the eyeliner that got on his hands off. "Okay. Eowyn or Arwen?"
Ben laughed again. "Definitely Arwen! Look how pretty she made you!"
Bryan glared and clawed at his nails again.
"Anyway," Ben said. "Faramir! Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Faramir said.
"Are you jealous of Boromir?" Ben grinned. *Thank you chipmunk2041!*
"Ooooh," the others said.
"The truth shall be revealed," Kitt declared.
Boromir and Faramir looked at each other.
Faramir sighed heavily. "Boromir...you should be dead. But since you are....alive...I guess, I am still jealous of you."
Boromir nodded. "It's okay, brother."
"FARAMIR'S DAD HATES HIM!!!" Tippy sobbed.
"Calm yourself, Tip," Brittney sighed.
"Eowyn," Faramir said. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare," she replied.
"I dare you to pick out a personal servant for us," he grinned.
Tippy waved her hands in the air frantically. "PICK ME!!! PICK ME!!!"
"Except her," Faramir added.
"Awww, why Faramir?" Eowyn smiled. "She's adorable!"
Tippy put on her most innocent smile and said, "I'd be happy to serve you, my lord and lady!"
"All right!" Faramir sighed. "We'll take her."
Tippy cheered and immediately grabbed a palm branch from nowhere and fanned the couple.
FIVE MINUTES LATER...
"You know what, Eowyn?" Faramir grinned. "I think you made a good choice!"
The couple was sitting on lawn chairs with their feet up, sipping non-alcoholic margaritas as Tippy fanned them.
"All right then, Boromir" Eowyn smiled. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Boromir answered.
She thought for a moment, and then said, "How are you alive?"
Boromir sighed, "All right, here it comes. First of all, I have to say DON'T YOU IDIOTS TAKE A PULSE?!!!"
Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli's eyes shifted nervously.
"So I woke up with a splitting headache and three holes in my chest," Boromir said. "When all of the sudden, some girl grabbed the boat and tipped it over. I stood up and she grabbed me by the arm and threw me in some moving metal transportation."
"It's called a car, mortal," Tracy snapped.
"Fine. A car. Whatever," he said. "Anyway, I asked her who she was and she said, 'My name is Stephanie. And I love you.' Suddenly, another car came over and she got out. I could hear them yelling at each other. Then, the other person jumped into the car and drove to a house. This house. She got out and walked in and then I followed after a while. That's when I saw Aragorn and then everybody else inside."
"Who was the other girl?" Faramir asked.
Tracy whistled innocently. "I have no idea! Boromir! Pick someone!"
"Sam!" Boromir said. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Sam answered.
"Okay..." Boromir began. "Have you ever told a lie?"
"Hasn't everyone?" Theresa asked.
"Not I !" said the Kitt. *Yes THE Kitt.*
"I said that I was happy that Merry and Brittney were getting married," Sam said reluctantly.
Brittney gasped and Merry gave him a strange look.
"But it has changed you, Merry," Sam told him. "Really. You actually drank Vodka in two minutes. You and I both know you can do one!"
Merry nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry."
"So...I lied then," Sam added. "But you have also been very happy lately."
He nodded again. "I have, haven't I?....I love you, Brittney!"
"I love you too, Merry!" Brittney grinned.
"Truth or dare, Brittney?" Sam asked.
"Truth," Brittney answered.
He paused for a second, and then asked, "Did Merry really propose to you?"
Merry and Brittney looked at each other nervously.
"...........No," Brittney said after a while.
The others except Merry gasped.
"Why did you lie?!" Theresa asked.
Brittney started to fake cry, although everyone else believed it. "I don't know! I just wanted us to be happy! But you're not, are you Merry?"
"Of course I am!" he said. "Weren't you listening? I love you!"
She looked up, and hugged her husband. *Why can't anyone love me?! (sob)* *Dude, YOU'RE the author.* *Oh...right.*
"Merry! I'm sorry!" Brittney cried. "But let's forget about that and tell everyone that you proposed."
"Kay," Merry agreed.
"Now he's talking like her," Sam whispered to Frodo.
"Tell me about it," Frodo murmured.
"Theresa! Truth or dare?" Brittney said, drying her fake tears.
"Dare!" she exclaimed. "For I am no coward!"
"I dare you to...make us all brownies because I. Am. Starving!" Brittney dared her.
~Silence~
"What kind of randomness was that?" Tracy asked.
"The Brittney kind," Lisa replied, nodding sadly.
Theresa shrugged and walked into the kitchen to make brownies. "Whatever you say...for the record, Ashley! Truth or dare!"
"Dare!" she smiled. "Maybe I'll get to kiss Frodo again."
"Ah! Go ahead!" Theresa shrugged again.
"YES!!!" she exclaimed.
After she had kissed Frodo for about a minute, (Peter had received orders from Daj to separate them.) she said, "Gimli! Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Gimli bravely said.
A MINUTE LATER...
"I can't believe you just gave Gimli an manicure," Theresa said, passing out brownies.
"He needed one," Ashley said, filing Gimli's right hand. "BELIEVE me! Well, Gimli, while I'm finishing, I guess Gandalf's the last one."
"Truth or dare, Gandalf?" he asked.
"Dare," Gandalf replied. "Hopefully, it won't have to do with getting a...uhh....what's it called?"
"Makeover?" Tippy suggested.
"Yes," Gandalf nodded.
"Dare him to wear a dress!" Dajotre exclaimed. "Oh wait...he's already wearing one!"
Peter high fived Daj and they both broke into hystarical laughter. "What a girl!"
Gandalf drew himself up to his full height. The two screamed higher than the girls as Gandalf locked them in the closet.
"What were you going to say?" Gandalf asked.
"Uhh...n-never mind," Gimli replied. "I'm too afraid."
(Next Chapter: Just Whistle While You Work.)
After the laughter had died down from the last dare, Legolas chose his victim...
"Arwen!" he declared. "Truth or dare?"
"Ummm...truth, I guess," she shrugged.
"All right, then," Legolas grinned. "Ben, Bryan, Peter or Dajotre. Which one do you like the most?"
The others laughed evilly while the four guys sat on the edge of their seats.
"Well...uhhh....what are the consequences of my actions?" she asked.
"It depends on who you choose," Legolas answered.
"Good point," Arwen nodded. "All right. In all honest truth...Bryan, I guess."
"WHAT?!" the others screamed.
"YES!!!" Bryan rejoiced. "I WIN!!! I LOVE YOU ARWEN!!!"
"I did not say I liked you to that extent," Arwen reminded.
Bryan sat back down from his victory dance. "...Oh."
"But anyway, truth or dare, Bryan?" Arwen asked.
"Dare!" Bryan said. "You're still a girl. What could you possibly come up with?"
A FEW MINUTES LATER...
"And that, girls, is how you give a guy a makeover," Arwen smiled proudly.
Ben, Peter and Dajotre were lying on the floor, unconscious from laughing. Bryan was tied to a chair, his hair in little butterfly clips and his fingernails painted bright pink and orange. His eyes were poorly outlined in black eyeliner.
"Well done, Arwen," Kitt grinned.
Arwen dusted off her hands as Bryan clawed at his nails, trying to pull the nailpolish off.
"All right then, Bryan," Arwen smiled. "Your turn."
"Ben!" Bryan said, trying to rub off the eyeliner. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Ben replied. "I'm too lazy to get up for a dare."
"I know," Bryan answered, now trying to rub the eyeliner that got on his hands off. "Okay. Eowyn or Arwen?"
Ben laughed again. "Definitely Arwen! Look how pretty she made you!"
Bryan glared and clawed at his nails again.
"Anyway," Ben said. "Faramir! Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Faramir said.
"Are you jealous of Boromir?" Ben grinned. *Thank you chipmunk2041!*
"Ooooh," the others said.
"The truth shall be revealed," Kitt declared.
Boromir and Faramir looked at each other.
Faramir sighed heavily. "Boromir...you should be dead. But since you are....alive...I guess, I am still jealous of you."
Boromir nodded. "It's okay, brother."
"FARAMIR'S DAD HATES HIM!!!" Tippy sobbed.
"Calm yourself, Tip," Brittney sighed.
"Eowyn," Faramir said. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare," she replied.
"I dare you to pick out a personal servant for us," he grinned.
Tippy waved her hands in the air frantically. "PICK ME!!! PICK ME!!!"
"Except her," Faramir added.
"Awww, why Faramir?" Eowyn smiled. "She's adorable!"
Tippy put on her most innocent smile and said, "I'd be happy to serve you, my lord and lady!"
"All right!" Faramir sighed. "We'll take her."
Tippy cheered and immediately grabbed a palm branch from nowhere and fanned the couple.
FIVE MINUTES LATER...
"You know what, Eowyn?" Faramir grinned. "I think you made a good choice!"
The couple was sitting on lawn chairs with their feet up, sipping non-alcoholic margaritas as Tippy fanned them.
"All right then, Boromir" Eowyn smiled. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Boromir answered.
She thought for a moment, and then said, "How are you alive?"
Boromir sighed, "All right, here it comes. First of all, I have to say DON'T YOU IDIOTS TAKE A PULSE?!!!"
Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli's eyes shifted nervously.
"So I woke up with a splitting headache and three holes in my chest," Boromir said. "When all of the sudden, some girl grabbed the boat and tipped it over. I stood up and she grabbed me by the arm and threw me in some moving metal transportation."
"It's called a car, mortal," Tracy snapped.
"Fine. A car. Whatever," he said. "Anyway, I asked her who she was and she said, 'My name is Stephanie. And I love you.' Suddenly, another car came over and she got out. I could hear them yelling at each other. Then, the other person jumped into the car and drove to a house. This house. She got out and walked in and then I followed after a while. That's when I saw Aragorn and then everybody else inside."
"Who was the other girl?" Faramir asked.
Tracy whistled innocently. "I have no idea! Boromir! Pick someone!"
"Sam!" Boromir said. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Sam answered.
"Okay..." Boromir began. "Have you ever told a lie?"
"Hasn't everyone?" Theresa asked.
"Not I !" said the Kitt. *Yes THE Kitt.*
"I said that I was happy that Merry and Brittney were getting married," Sam said reluctantly.
Brittney gasped and Merry gave him a strange look.
"But it has changed you, Merry," Sam told him. "Really. You actually drank Vodka in two minutes. You and I both know you can do one!"
Merry nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry."
"So...I lied then," Sam added. "But you have also been very happy lately."
He nodded again. "I have, haven't I?....I love you, Brittney!"
"I love you too, Merry!" Brittney grinned.
"Truth or dare, Brittney?" Sam asked.
"Truth," Brittney answered.
He paused for a second, and then asked, "Did Merry really propose to you?"
Merry and Brittney looked at each other nervously.
"...........No," Brittney said after a while.
The others except Merry gasped.
"Why did you lie?!" Theresa asked.
Brittney started to fake cry, although everyone else believed it. "I don't know! I just wanted us to be happy! But you're not, are you Merry?"
"Of course I am!" he said. "Weren't you listening? I love you!"
She looked up, and hugged her husband. *Why can't anyone love me?! (sob)* *Dude, YOU'RE the author.* *Oh...right.*
"Merry! I'm sorry!" Brittney cried. "But let's forget about that and tell everyone that you proposed."
"Kay," Merry agreed.
"Now he's talking like her," Sam whispered to Frodo.
"Tell me about it," Frodo murmured.
"Theresa! Truth or dare?" Brittney said, drying her fake tears.
"Dare!" she exclaimed. "For I am no coward!"
"I dare you to...make us all brownies because I. Am. Starving!" Brittney dared her.
~Silence~
"What kind of randomness was that?" Tracy asked.
"The Brittney kind," Lisa replied, nodding sadly.
Theresa shrugged and walked into the kitchen to make brownies. "Whatever you say...for the record, Ashley! Truth or dare!"
"Dare!" she smiled. "Maybe I'll get to kiss Frodo again."
"Ah! Go ahead!" Theresa shrugged again.
"YES!!!" she exclaimed.
After she had kissed Frodo for about a minute, (Peter had received orders from Daj to separate them.) she said, "Gimli! Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Gimli bravely said.
A MINUTE LATER...
"I can't believe you just gave Gimli an manicure," Theresa said, passing out brownies.
"He needed one," Ashley said, filing Gimli's right hand. "BELIEVE me! Well, Gimli, while I'm finishing, I guess Gandalf's the last one."
"Truth or dare, Gandalf?" he asked.
"Dare," Gandalf replied. "Hopefully, it won't have to do with getting a...uhh....what's it called?"
"Makeover?" Tippy suggested.
"Yes," Gandalf nodded.
"Dare him to wear a dress!" Dajotre exclaimed. "Oh wait...he's already wearing one!"
Peter high fived Daj and they both broke into hystarical laughter. "What a girl!"
Gandalf drew himself up to his full height. The two screamed higher than the girls as Gandalf locked them in the closet.
"What were you going to say?" Gandalf asked.
"Uhh...n-never mind," Gimli replied. "I'm too afraid."
(Next Chapter: Just Whistle While You Work.)
