Okee, so this chappy is going to be would you rather instead of a prank or two! Hope you enjoy! Note: I will include some personalities that probably will not stay true in the future, just bare with me, okay? Well, Pudgykit is kind of a leader, bold, smart, what else? Mehh, you get the point though. Maybe next time for a prank break, I'll do mafia. :) E_N_J_O_Y ... O_R ... G_E_T ... P_R_A_N_K_E_D_!
Would You Rather At Night...
The gang was spread out on beanbags at night, wide awake and writing would you rathers on cards. If a kit didn't want to get a would you rather directly from the kit, they could take it from the hat.
The order to get a would you rather was: Fudgykit, Waddlekit, Chucklekit, Puffykit, Wubblekit, Pudgykit, Snowykit, Fluffkit, Wudzykit, Mushykit, Sunnykit, Bubblekit, Munchkit, Cuddlekit, Chubbykit, Puddlekit.
Fudgykit stared hard around, wondering who was most likely to be sympathetic with him. He stopped at Chubbykit, his brother.
Fudgykit nodded at Chubbykit, "I choose him to ask me." The rest of the group grinned and sent Chubbykit mischievous glances.
Chubbykit asked, "Would you rather... eat a two-leg's food, or get a two-leg mad at you?" Fudgykit widened his eyes and squirmed in his beanbag.
He shuddered and told the group, "To be honest, I would rather eat a two-leg's food. It's disgusting, but some of it is kind of tasty, I think it's the chicken."
The gang nodded and murmured in agreement.
Waddlekit widened his eyes as he realized that it was his turn next. "Me already! What if it's hard?!" The gang raised their eyebrows.
Waddlekit sighed and nodded deeply, as if he were coming to an understanding. "Okay, if you're going to be with me the whole way." He faked a whimper, "Then, then, I'll do it." He closed his eyes and said, "Pudgykit. I faithfully trust you to send me a peaceful choice."
Pudgykit rolled his eyes and stared into Waddlekit's 'thoughtful', narrowed eyes. "Kay kay, would you rather get your tail cut off, or your fur pulled out."
Waddlekit exclaimed squeakly, "WHAT?! How could you...?" He dabbed his paw into a pepsi cup and put it above his eyes to simulate tears.
"I.. would rather... get my tail cut off. So that I could mourn the saddening day properly." The gang shrugged and looked at Chucklekit. Chucklekit raised his head pridefully.
He took a card from the hat and read slowly, "Would you rather eat 500 cream puffs, or 250 chocolate and 250 normal cream puffs?"
He grinned. For some reason, Chucklekit always had great luck, so he just chose from the hat and literally always got his would you rathers.
"Well, I must say, I would love the half half cream puff package." The gang rolled their eyes and Bubblekit's tail flicked.
The gang dismissed Chucklekit and grinned at Puffykit, who was pretty good at crazy choices. Puffykit pointed his paw at the group and told them, "You guys think of one."
They murmered quietly to each other, casting glances at Puffykit and pointing at things. Finally, they broke the huddle. Pudgykit announced, "We have decided your fate." Silence and tension filled the air, making it a serious atmosphere for a Would you rather game in the midst of little kittens.
Bubblekit piped up, "Yes yes, we have." The gang echoed, "We have, We have..." Puffykit looked bored.
Pudgykit said with an innocent face, "Would you rather be eaten by a bear, then barfed out, then eaten by a rat, or drown, and get chewed up to bits by a eagle and barfed up to be fed to young chicks?"
Puffykit didn't hesitate, "The second choice. Both include barfing, yet I think that being eaten by a bear is worse than drowning, and I would rather my barfed up body end up feeding a young chick instead of a rat."
Pudgykit shrugged and looked at Wubblekit.
Wubblekit took a card from the hat slowly and hesitantly. He unfolded the card slowly and carefully, and scanned the card.
He read, "Would you rather get 2 shots from the cutter place, or get crushed by a monster (Car)?" He flicked his tail and spoke while glancing around mischievously, "I personally would get 2 shots. I'm too young to die, to be honest." The gang nodded quickly: they were all too young to die.
Pudgykit smiled and read a card aloud, "Would you rather get shot by a Puffer 203 or a Cream-Sniper 103?"
Pudgykit thought for a moment and mewed, "Cream-Sniper 103 because when we invented it, we didn't put the powerful, bunched-up spring contraption. We just had the simple but weak compressed air contraption."
The gang thought about it for some time, murmured about what they would rather be shot by and nodded in agreement with Pudgykit.
Fluffkit was up next. He picked a card and opened it. Waiting for the last murmurings to die down, he fiddled with his paws. (Like fiddling with your thumbs)
When the gang went quiet, he read nervously, "Would you rather eat puke, or eat poop?" He ran out of the room and dashed to the dirt garden (A room inside of their house where the floor is dirt and gravel - basically a bathroom-).
He through up a tuna fish from the pizza earlier, before coming back with a disgusted face. "Who in their right mind wrote that one?" Chubbykit's hand went up.
Fluffkit sighed and responded curtly, "Puke, and then puke it out." The gang skipped discussing this one and the game went on.
Wudzykit grinned evilly and rubbed his paws together. He pointed his paw at Fluffkit, trusting his instincts that after the horrible would you rather question that Fluffkit got, Fluffkit would be easy and not cruel.
Oh boy, was he wrong.
Fluffkit was instead impatient and fussy. He glared at Wudzykit and thought with a wicked yet innocent grin, because they were all adorable looking but secretly evil masterminds.
Fluffkit mewed coldly, "Would you rather watch a Rated Warriors movie?! OR watch three Rated Paw movies?!"
The gang gasped and Wudzykit's eyes were so wide that they were practically popping out of their sockets.
He exclaimed, "What?!"
Waddlekit whimpered and pouted, "How could you!? That's so evil! It's too scary! Almost as scary as those drunk weirdos from school!" The gang nodded vigorously.
It was obvious that the majority of the gang was shocked and stunned, for they were frozen, their eyes wide with terror and betrayal.
Pudgykit shrugged and reminded them, "Guys. It's not like he's going to actually be forced to do it. He just has to choose."
The gang relaxed and slumped into their beanbags. Their hearts were beating fast, but slowing down gradually.
Wudzykit mewed slowly, "I would watch Paw movies. They aren't as devilish and scary, just really high on cringe." (DORA DORA DORA THE EXPLORER!)
The gang's hearts skipped a beat. They had forgotten that Paw movies were literally high on cringe. They had learned that from Foxleap and Berrynose.
They looked to Mushykit, who was already unfolding a card with big sloppy handwriting. Everyone looked at Munchkit, who had big sloppy hand writing.
Mushykit glared at Munchkit and threatened, "If it's a hard choice, you're going to get pranked, big time."
Munchkit whimpered and nodded, staring intently at everything but Mushykit's cold gaze. Mushykit read, while still glaring at Munchkit of course.
"Would you rather, get 100 detentions, or be sent to Darkforest Elementary?"
Mushykit's gazed narrowed. None of the gang knew if it was from anger or thought, so they took it the safe way.
Waddlekit started, "We can give you creampuffs-", Pudgykit finished, "-And we can let you skip."
He looked at Munchkit with a 'You're Welcome' look.
Munchkit nodded, quietly murmuring a quick thanks. Mushykit muttered, "I'm not a scaredy kit."
He narrowed his eyes, this time, it was clear that he was deep in thought, his tail flicking quickly, then stopping, then flicking, then nothing, and so on.
After a few leaps (10 seconds), he nodded curtly and answered, "I would go to Darkforest Elementary for Devils."
The gang stayed quiet and nervously turned to Sunnykit.
Sunnykit pointed at Munchkit to ask him. Munchkit jolted his eyes that were still filled with fear over to Sunnykit.
"Would you rather drown or get burned to death?" He stuttered quietly.
"Burned to death! Then I might catch on fire and look like the sun!" He puffed out his chest with pride and enthusiasm.
Pudgykit shook his head whilst snorting, but still, he pointed at Bubblekit to read a card or point to a kit to be questioned.
Bubblekit frowned and reminded everyone that they were planning to have a mid term eating break.
Pudgykit sighed but agreed, "Well... only if you admit that you're just being a scaredy cat and don't want to go yet."
Bubblekit snorted and said, "K. I agree, what-eves."
Bubblekit gulped down a liter bottle of pepsi in a few sips and burped loudly. Pudgykit grinned and exclaimed, "Wow! That one was good! How come I can't manage to burp so perfectly?! Spill the beans, what's your strategy or secret?!"
Bubblekit shrugged and responded, "Dunno", before burping loudly again. Pudgykit glared at Bubblekit and gulped down three pepsi bottles.
He burped quietly, so quietly, that you could hear Waddlekit sipping his orange juice in the background and munching on his creampuffs.
Pudgykit 'growled' and mewed, "Well, are we going to do a board-game or not?" Bubblekit nodded, happy that Pudgykit had forgotten that he was going to be asked straight up when they started the actual game again.
Pudgykit screeched, "Gang! To me! We're playing tapatan! (Tic tac toe with only 3 pieces per person in which you slide them around in order to trap or get 3 in a row.)
The gang scurried over, as fast as their little paws could carry them. Waddlekit's tail flicked in delight.
"We're going to do the slidey tic-tac-toe game?!" mewed Waddlekit loudly.
"Yes, unless you keep squealing and polluting the air with your loud voice and all."
Waddlekit settled down, quietly muttering under his breath about how he thought that he wasn't being loud.
Pudgykit shouted, "Everybody knows how to play right?" Not waiting for an answer, he continued, "Great! Let's start. The order is Fudgykit vs Waddlekit, Chucklekit vs Puffykit, Wubblekit vs Pudgykit, Snowykit vs Fluffkit, Wudzykit vs Mushykit, Sunnykit vs Bubblekit, Munchkit vs Cuddlekit, and Chubbykit vs Puddlekit."
Sunnykit shook his head with a defeated look, not able to look his opponent, Bubblekit in the eye. Sunnykit didn't know a thing on how to play. However, there still was hope of learning how from the rounds before their turn.
Fudgykit grinned, popped a cream puff into his mouth, and settled down on one side of the board.
Waddlekit waddled over like a penguin (His right legs moving forward and all at the same time, same for the left) and squealed as he jumped up and landed on the opposite side of Fudgykit. The round had begun and even Waddlekit looked deep in thought... or at least like an average non-hyper kit.
Fudgykit put down a piece in the corner that was closest to him and on his left.
For people that don't know what the board looks like, you can search it up or imagine a 9 spots like tic-tac-toe, then connect each vertical and horizontal line together. If you can't do that, think of a window. Next, imagine 4 diagonal lines running to the corners, starting from the center of the 'window' board. The bottom is Fudgykit's side and the top is Waddlekit's side, if it helps you imagine it more... I'm so annoyed that the board drawing that I did was 'simplified' :\ Sorry.
Waddlekit purred and put his piece in the middle. Fudgykit put his next piece to the corner that was close to Waddlekit and on the right, securing Waddlekit's piece between his pieces.
Waddlekit mewed suddenly, "I wanna finish the actual game."
The other kits blinked and tilted their heads in confusion but shrugged and slumped down into beanbags and promptly fell asleep.
ONWARDS MY LITTLE MUNCHKINS TO THE NEXT CHAPTAAAAAAA!
- Pudgyfluff