This is little more... dirty, than most of my stories. It doesn't involve naked people or anything, it is still child-friendly, but it does feature Ares in a miniskirt and halter top. Be warned.
Even though the Truth-or-dare games from Olympus always went wrong in some way or another, the gods kept playing them. When they weren't playing, they always remarked how stupid it was, yet as soon as somebody gave the suggestion to play, everyone flocked to the throne room to be that first person to tell someone to dance the Macarena in a frilly pink princess dress. Today, that was precisely the thing Apollo had been ordered to do, and even the god with the least sense of humor had to agree that it looked absolutely hilarious.
Ares was biting on his lip. Yesterday, he had thrown Apollo's magical jukebox, on which the god of music had been blasting Katy Perry songs for three hours at that point, down from the mountain. Seeing as how Apollo hadn't been to happy with that, Ares was pretty sure he would be the next Truth-Or-Dare victim. Ares was going to say dare, he already knew that. Apollo and his twin sister were the two younger Olympians who always came up with the nastiest truths, the things you were sure you had buried the evidence from. That came in contrast with Hermes and Dionysus, who were better with Dares (well, that is, unless you had wronged Hermes and he had been scanning through your mail and unless you hadn't been to a party in week. Than the two youngest Olympians suddenly became truth masters).
Apollo came back into the room, still in an extremely silly frilly pink dress (it had matching silk, pink gloves, a sparkling tiara and hot pink heels). As Ares had speculated, Apollo turned to the god of war. 'Truth or Dare?' Ares coughed. 'Dare,' he said, with a lump in his throat. Apollo grinned. 'I dare you to wear one of Aphrodite's shortest miniskirts and a sparkly silver halter top and go to your children at camp Half-blood. Also, ask them for fashion tips.' Ares looked at Apollo with utmost horror in his eyes. Aphrodite jumped of her throne, ran to the other side of the room, and dragged an absolute dumbfounded Ares to her chambers.
A few minutes later, Aphrodite came back, with a large figure wrapped in a shower curtain next to hair. Apollo clapped in his hands, and high-fived Hermes. Ares flew down to earth, while Hermes put up the screen. 'Let's see how this goes,' he said. Ares came on, and Athena led out a scream and turned her head away. Artemis did the same, although she looked more horrified than her sister. This was the first time Artemis was participating in Truth or Dare, and immediately after seeing Apollo in his ball gown, she had sworn this would also be the last time.
Ares was wearing a blue mini-skirt and a halter top, and was walking through the camp. A lot of campers screamed and jumped away in shame. At some point, Dionysus and Chiron noticed something was going on, but as soon as they saw Ares both of them wished they had never been curious. Chiron grinded his teeth against each other and trodded away, while Dionysus held his hand for his eyes and wondered how he was going to lose that sight ever in his immortal life. Ares walked all the way to his cabin, and stepped inside. All of his children went silent from shock. At that point, Ares couldn't get the words 'can I get fashion tips' over his chapped lips. Instead, he flew back to Olympus and hid in his room in shame. He didn't come out until six days after this encounter.
The other Olympians (save for Artemis and Athena, who had decided this was enough) were laughing like crazy in the throne room - until Chiron came trodding through the doors, closing them behind him. He had a serious expression on his face. Zeus stopped laughing, and slowly the rest of the gods did so as well. When everyone was silent, Chiron coughed and started talking: 'Lord Zeus, thanks for your time. A few of my campers came over to me and said, and I quote: 'That was traumatising. I am going to throw up.' So, my humble request is, could you not play games in our camp anymore?'
Zeus took a sip of his wine, thinking about the request. He opened his mouth to say something, yet then the door of the throne room were thrown open again and Dionysus came running into the chamber. 'Are you playing truth or dare again? Because that was horrifying. Please don't come back to camp, for everyone's safety.' Zeus rolled his eyes. 'How bad was it, really?' Both Chiron and Dionysus started to spit out words, making Zeus even more tired.
In the meantime, the guards staged around Olympus had dropped their spears. One of the men was holding on to the shoulder of another one, a woman was sitting on the ground with an empty expression in her eyes. After fifteen minutes, one of them turned his head to his colleagues. 'Did we all just see Lord Ares walking around in a miniskirt, or am I going crazy?' A woman turned her head toward him, and nodded. 'We all saw it.'
While the guards were distracted by Ares, something had snuck past them. A dark spirit glided past the olive gardens and vineyards, steadily walking towards the throne room. A young goddess saw it, but before she could yell, the figure knocked her out. He walked to the main square, in front of the palaces. With a single sweep from his hands, he made on the square fall into a deep slumber.
Meanwhile, Chiron and Dionysus had stopped ranting, and Zeus had angrily promised not to play Truth or Dare in Camp Half-Blood anymore. Chiron and Dionysus had simultaneously given a 'thank you,' and went back to camp. Aphrodite rolled his eyes. 'Let's go further with the game. Zeus, I dare you to go outside and give the nearest person a red rose!' Zeus looked at Aphrodite. 'I hadn't asked for a truth or a dare yet!' Aphrodite shrugged, and handed him a rose. 'Just go and give it, alright?'
Zeus walked out of the throne room with the blood red rose in his hands. The first person he saw was the dark figure. Zeus walked over to him and handed him the rose. The dark figure was startled. He held the Rose in his hands, and looked at it. Zeus quickly ran back to the throne room.
Right when he had left, Hades erupted from the ground. He grabbed the dark spirit, and pulled it down to the Underworld with him. The dark figure screamed: 'So close! I was so close! I almost reclaimed my status!' Hades rolled his eyes and wrapped his hand around the ghosts mouth. 'This is the ninety-sixth time you've tried that. Please stop.'
In the meantime, Zeus sat down on his throne again. He smiled. 'So, Poseidon, Truth or dare?' Poseidon sighed. 'truth.' Zeus smiled evilly. 'What do you think of that Athena-twat that your son is dating?' Poseidon's face turned very dark. He didn't say anything as he walked out of the throne room and marched all the way back to his palace.