Truth or Dare is widely known to be the coolest game of all games. You get to show off how witty you are when you dare your friend to flash the pastor of the local church, and you get to show how brave you are when you drink the pee you were dared to drink. You get to show off how bold you are when you make your friend tell the truth about their feelings for his grade nine math teacher. And you get to prove how disgusting you are when you admit to all your friends you had wet dreams about Mrs. Jenkins who was two hundred pounds and sweated like an overweight gorilla.
It is in the ring of Truth or Dare that lives are shaped, and boyhoods discarded for manhoods, and better terms to describe the previous statement are discovered.
"Okay," Kagome said, laughing as she thought about what to dare Koga to do. "Koga, I dare you to lick Miroku!"
Everyone groaned, but Koga willing obeyed. Everyone just about keeled over, laughing at this homoerotic dare.
"My turn!" Koga selected Ayame. "Ayame, truth or dare?"
"Truth!" Ayame said happily.
"Describe your underwear for us!" Koga laughed, feeling immensely clever, and a little nervous at how much he'd liked licking Miroku, which we aren't going to get into in this fic.
Ayame blushed and stammered, "Oh well I don't think I should... I mean that's really personal..."
"Oh come on!" Sango laughed. "Ayame, you aren't a WIMP are you?"
Everyone gasped at the casual use of the W word in the Truth or Dare circle.
"No!" Ayame gasped in horror. "No I'm not a wimp! I'm wearing red silk crotchless panties, but they aren't really mine, they're my grandfather's, I just didn't have any clean underwear so I took one of his pair!"
Everyone laughed at how funny this revelation was.
"Miroku, your turn, truth or dare?" Ayame asked.
Miroku thought about it. He was hoping that doing something of action might take his mind off the fact that Koga was making kissy faces at him.
"Dare," he decided.
"Okay!" Ayame thought about it for a minute then produced a Hershey bar. "I dare you lick the bar, the way Koga licked you!"
Sesshomaru took this opportunity to leave the Truth or Dare circle before anyone started licking anything else.
Miroku looked at the Hershey bar and then shook his head.
"I can't," he told her firmly. "Give me another dare!"
"You can't turn down a dare!" Sango exclaimed in horror. "You were dared!"
"Sango I can't lick the chocolate bar," Miroku told her earnestly. "I'm allergic, that could kill me!"
"You're wimping out!" Inuyasha gasped in horror. "My best friend is wimping out!"
"I'm not wimping out!" Miroku protested. "But if I even touch that thing, I'll break out in pussing itching hives!"
"Wimp!" Koga accused, pointing a finger at Miroku.
"I'm not going to kill myself for your sick amusement!" Miroku snapped angrily to his friends.
The Truth or Dare circle was not impressed. It is a well known fact that once one has joined the circle, one must do as the circle says.
"Wimp!" Koga shouted. "Wimp!"
Miroku tried to correct him and plead his case, butno matter whathe said, someone would shout "Wimp!"
Finally, bested by peer pressure, Miroku relented and daintily licked one corner of the chocolate bar.
Within thirty seconds, his throat had closed over, his eyes had puffed out and boils broke out across his skin, already leaking poisonous looking fluids. By the time paramedics arrived, it was too late. Miroku was dead.
But he wasn't a wimp.
And that, dear children, is the important thing!
