Emily walked into the living room, looking around. Dean was in the bathroom, Gabriel was sitting on the couch, twitching occasionally, (he still hadn't gotten past the trauma in the Art Room,) Cas was watching (but not really watching) TV and Sam was on the computer.

Emily smiled and silently snapped her fingers, and a giant gong appeared be her with one of those drumstick-thingies. Rearing back, she swung at the gong and-

"GGOOOOOOONGGG!"

Everyone jerked upward except for Cas, who slowly looked up. Immediately the gong disappeared, and Emily pranced into the room, wearing her new 'Tie-dyed' t-shirt, which was shades of blue and red. Dean ran into the room, his zipper still down.

"-the hell was that?" He asked, a panicked look in his eyes. Emily rolled her eyes. "It was a gong, you goof. Go sit on the futon." She said, pointing at the mint colored couch. Not wanting to upset the teenager, he quickly plopped down on the green atrocity. She told Cas to do the same. As soon as he sat down, all the lights in the room went off. After a moment a spotlight appeared on Emily, who was now wearing a suit.

"Welcome! Today on My secret Crush, Dean Winchester must profess how he feels about one of the world's favorite angels, Castiel!"

Another spotlight hit the two men on the futon, and both of them looked exceedingly confused.

"My secret Crush is viewed by a live audience." A male voice said. A small neon sign appeared above Gabe and Sam. It had one word on it that was blinking; Clap .Clap. Clap.

Smiling in a charming way, Emily lowered her microphone. "Allow me to explain, "She said, pulling and unfolding a piece of paper from her back pocket. She read:

Daughter-of-Razielchapter 1 .Sep 15

I dare Dean to admit how he REALLY feels about Castiel. Dean, don't even try. You know you love him.

Smiling, Emily put away the piece of paper. "There was also a dare from Daughter to make Dean listen to one-direction and Justin Beiber for two hours straight if he didn't profess his love, so I'm just gonna combine the two into one super dare. So Dean, you must choose. Profess your love that you refuse to admit you have, or listen to the world's most god-awful voices for the next two hours. Which will it be?"

After thinking for a moment, Dean looked up.

"Where is the mp3 player?"

Two hours later on the dot, Dean ripped the ear buds out of his ears. He had a look of pure horror on his face.

"I have seen the end." He jibbered as he collapsed on the couch. Gabe seemed to have finally recovered from his visit to the Art Room. He walked up to dean and gave him a pat on the back. "Don't worry Deanie boy, everything will be better in a little bit. Trust me, I've been there."

Emily walked into the living room, dressed in a pair of Guardians of the Galaxy pajama pants, a black beanie, and a black Rolling Stones t-shirt. She had a smile on her face.

"Good news! My 'supervisor' said that for everyone who can beat a truth or dare, they get a reward! The readers can put in the reviews what they think the survivors should get. In other news, I have decided to allow other characters into the game, so add those two things to your questions for the boys and your dares!"