Author's Note: I started this story back in August, planning on about five chapters. Now it is January, and this is CHAPTER 10! AND I have 103 reviews! It certainly has come a long way! I promise to keep updating frequently, at least once a month, and, every once and a while, once a week! I want to thank everyone who has reviewed over the months! I would list you all, but there are just too many! Thank you! You are too kind! Since I have a lot of stories going, and they all need to be updated periodically too, I will not be able to update as often as I would like, but as I said, I will make sure there is at least one a month! If something happens where this is not possible, I will let you know! For anyone who cares Chapter 3 of The Best Years of Our Lives will be up soon, as well as Chapter 6 of The Forgotten Shall Rise. In the Harry Potter realm, The Last Stand, and Call It Magic, and Plotting the Most Unfortunate Death of Mr. Black will be updated as soon as possible! Destructive Tendencies will once again have its update moved back, due to the fact that the almost finished chapter is on my other computer, which is in the shop, being fixed. Sorry again about that, but it will be up soon! Thanks again to ALL my reviewers, no matter when, or what story, you reviewed!
That shall be all,
Seadragon.
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Welcome to Truth or Dare! Tortallan Edition! Hosted by none other than the Marauders!
Sirius: Welcome back everyone! And, I would just like to say… THIS IS EPISODE TEN! Wow, I feel so… special. Anyway, the reason Remus isn't saying this is… He was kidnapped by the evil sidekicks to the Carrot Men, the Broccoli Men! He is being held ransom for 50 million bottles of Ranch Dressing.
Random Audience Member [RAM] 1: Bull shit!
RAM 2: Don't mind him! He's a first timer!
RAM 3: And do you know what we do with first timers?
RAM 1: Uh oh… *is surrounded by RAMs, and strung by his ankles from the ceiling*
Sirius: Strange. *mutters* Freaks. *clears throat… loudly* But back to Remus, uh, I think he's still crying actually. And Alanna and Jon still haven't come up for air. Which, *glances at George* is probably a very good plan!
George: *muttering* Damn kingly bastard, he couldn't rule a sock drawer!
Sirius: Neal is looking pretty scared right about now, I don't really blame him.
RAM 1: HELP! HELP!
James: Ignore him! No help is needed! *tickles RAM 1 with a very long feather*
Neal: *slowly edging away from George, who is giving him a death glare*
Dom: La la la laa, la la la laa, hey-ey ohhhhhhh goodbye!
Raoul: *stares*
Peter: *pokes Alanna with a stick*
Alanna: *whips around and brandishes Lightning* Who's there?!
All: *snicker*
Alanna: *glares*
George: Alanna, dearest…
Alanna: Yes George?
George: What in the name of the goddess were you doing?
Alanna: What did it look like? I was doing the dare.
George: That bet ended, oh, thirty minutes ago!
Alanna: *glances around for an escape* Right then, I guess it's my turn…
George: This isn't over!
Alanna: Whatever you say dear. I'll ask, Sirius!
Sirius: How about, no?
Alanna: Yes.
Sirius: No.
Alanna: I insist.
Sirius: I… Insist harder!
Alanna: Truth or dare?
Sirius: Truth. Wait! No! I'm not going!
Alanna: Tough luck. Who do you like?
Sirius: *sweat drop* Dare.
Alanna: No.
Sirius: Yes.
Alanna: NO!
Sirius: Yes! You won last time! Dare, cause I'm not answering that question.
Alanna: *grumbles* Fine. I dare you to steal Lord Wyldon's rat suit and do the chicken dance! And you have to get the suit WITHOUT magic!
Sirius: Can you say, shit?
Alanna: Actually, yes, I can-
Sirius: And you say I'm stupid James!
Alanna: Just get a move on!
Sirius: *pop*
Kel: Now what?
Gary: Now… We polka!
Kel: No thanks. I'll pass.
Neal: Tango?
Kel: Sure! I love to tango!
Gary: Okay, I'm hurt now.
Lights: *dim*
Stools: *long ago abandoned for the floor/ceiling, move to the back*
Kel: *is wearing a bright, flaming red dress, has a rose clenched in her teeth*
Neal: *is wearing a black tux*
Jon/Gary/Raoul/George/Numair: *are wearing bright turquoise sequin dresses and doing the can-can in the background*
Owen: *plays the piano*
Dom: *plays the cello*
Alanna/Daine: *play the violin*
Neal: My lady? *offers an arm*
Kel: My lord. *takes his arm*
Neal/Kel: *dance*
Music: *plays*
Cross-dressing men: *do the can-can*
Neal: *dips Kel until her hair is touching the floor* Ow!
Kel: What?
Neal: *grumbles* The bloody rose poked me!
Dom: *snickers*
Piano/Cello/Violins: *disappear*
Jon: Thank god! That dress was awful!
Gary: Agreed. Ugh.
Numair: I could live happy knowing that dress was burnt…
George: I'm on it! *pulls out matches*
Peter: NO! NO MATCHES! NO BURNING! NO FIRES!
George: *stares*
Raoul: I dunno, it was kind of pretty…
Kel: I think we might have to face the very real possibility of Raoul being gay.
Raoul: I'm not gay! *defensively* I just like shiny things!
Dom: Gay. Definitely.
Raoul: *sniff*
Lily: Dear god! Not another!
Remus: *sniff*
Raoul: *cries*
Lily: *rolls eyes*
Sirius: *pop* I'm ba-ack!
Gary: Damn, and here I was hoping he would stay away!
Sirius: *puts on rat suit* Wow, that old man scares easy…
Jon: WHAT DID YOU DO?
Sirius: *wide eyed* Nothing! Why does everyone always accuse me?!
James: They don't. They always accuse me.
Sirius: Oh. Right.
James: *rolls eyes*
Sirius: Anyways, I'm ready to get this over with!
Alanna: *snickers*
Sirius: *does the chicken dance* I don't wanna be a chicken, I don't wanna be a duck, so I'll wave my butt…
Lily: Disturbing.
James: Very.
Sirius: HEY! YOU AGREED ON SOM- *falls over* Ouch?
Peter: *snickers*
Sirius: All done! *waves his wand and the rat suit disappears* Well that was fun!
Lily: Whatever floats your boat.
Sirius: Wha-?!
Lily: Muggle thing.
Sirius: Right… My turn! I choose… *evil grin* Lily! Truth or dare?
Lily: Well, I already chose truth, so, against my better judgment, dare.
Sirius: Really? *waves his wand behind his back*
Lily: No Black, *sarcastic* I'm pulling your leg.
Sirius: Huh?
Lily: Muggle thing.
Sirius: Grr…
Peter: Hey?! Where did James go?!
Sirius: *innocent smile*
Dom: *give Sirius a weird look* I don't trust him.
Kel: Probably a good idea.
Sirius: Okay Lily! I dare you to… Kiss this frog! *pulls out a frog from behind his back*
Lily: EW! I'll have to wash my mouth out with soap after that!
Sirius: Muggle thing?
Lily: Muggle thing. Give it here. *holds out a hand*
Sirius: *hands her the frog*
Lily: *kisses the frog*
All: Ew!
Frog: *turns into… James!*
All: Ohh! *turn and glare at Sirius*
Lily: *kisses James, realizes it isn't a frog any more, and blushes* SIRIUS BLACK!
James: What are you yelling at him for? He turned me into a FROG!
Sirius: Gotta run!
James: Oh well. Might as well make the best of this! *kisses Lily*
Peter: Will Sirius escape alive? And speaking of Sirius, who does he like? Will Remus and Raoul stop crying and get over it? Will we ever recover from the scaring sight of five men in blue sequin dresses doing the can-can? With our luck, probably not.
Remus: *stops crying and stares at them* About bloody time.
Peter: Oh well, one out of five isn't too bad! See you next time!