Feed Aaron a dish made of various bug-types Pokemon, but don't tell him what it is until after he's finished eating. Conk him out with a baseball bat or something right after he finishes freaking out so that he doesn't vomit onto the lovely, clean floor/carpet. Unless he faints himself of course.

Make Flint carry the unconcious Aaron up and down the biggest flight of stairs you can find twenty-five times.

Lock various elites in a room with Agatha and Bertha, and force them to listen to the two sweet little grannies rant about 'The good ol' days' and walking twenty miles in the snow to get to school and stuff like that.

- Rayshia

Put hot sauce in aaron fruit punch

sic a flareon on glacia

put a pictuce of flint in a disco outfit

force flint to listen to taylor swift all day

make sidney and karen watch a romance movie

- ShadowPunk435

1)Force Wallace to dance ballet (I don't think he'll have any objections, actually)
2)Make Lucain wear a beautiful purple ballroom gown :D
3)Get a horde of Slowpoke to rampage through Aaron's room

- Silly Slowpoke

1. Snag Lorelei's Jynx and slip her into Bruno's room and chain her to the bed.

2. Remodel Koga's room to have a shrine dedicated to Naruto.

3. Dress Sidney up as a rapper, then have him do a rap in front of Agetha and Bertha.

- SS-Spirit

- Tie up Lucian and Aaron in a very disturbing position.
- Make Aaron fall asleep during a movie, and make Flint carry him. Take photos.
- Replace Lucian's suit with a frilly pink dress with hot pink bow ties. And pink Sandals.

- Vampire Koneko

"Oh my," Cynthia said flatly, "so much to do." She printed all of the dares out on a piece of paper, and drew a checkbox next to each of them. The Champions had gathered in the Grand Hall again. Tomorrow, they would leave this place. Nobody thought that this was even possible, but some of the Champions felt like they were actually going to miss it.

"Here's the plan!" Cynthia got up from the chair, as the other four watched. "I'm putting a pen right here. Since there's so much to do, I want you guys to go like this. Wallace, come up here." Wallace came up there. "What you're going to do is check off the first box, the cooking bug meals for Aaron. You're then going to go and do it." Wallace checked off the box and nodded.

"Good. Lance, come up here." Lance stepped up, hitting Steven in the face with his cape as he did so.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"You're going to check off the next box and go help Wallace with the cooking. Then go torture Flint until he carries a KO's Aaron up and down the Grand Hall's stairs 25 times. Take pictures." Lance smirked.

"Now, Gary, go find the first Elite you can and Agatha and Bertha. Lock them in the Torture closet, and get them onto the subject of 'back in the day'. It shouldn't be too hard. Lock the elites in there with them. Don't let them out, because we'll need them again later."

Gary chuckled evilly.

Cynthia checked the list again, and asked Lance to return to the desk. "Don't forget to dump hot sauce in his drink." Lance smirked and checked the box next to that dare.

"Good. Now, Steven," Cynthia continued. Steven calmly stepped forward. "Your original dare was to drop a Flareon on Glacia, but that's going to be kind of hard because she's taller than you." Steven frowned. "So throw a Flareon at her head instead." Steven checked off the box and silently returned to his position.

Cynthia glanced at the sheet again, checked off another dare, and spoke.

"After you've accomplished your missions, return here. Check off the next dare and go to do it. After they've all been checked, wait around. Okay?"

"Okay," the other champions chorused.

"Good. Now go, go! Go, go!"

Lance couldn't help trilling a little chorus: 'Gi-o-VAAAAAAA-ni!' Gary winced.

"Nice reference," Cynthia grunted, "but seriously. Get going."

Everyone got going.

LANCE and WALLACE

Wallace was flipping through a large cookbook, with Lance peering over his shoulder.

"Ledyba lasagna?" The man with the red hair piped up.

"There are no Ledyba here," Wallace grunted.

"Weedle soup? It's a delicacy in Orre." Lance piped up once again.

Wallace, without skipping a beat, moved his foot over and stomped the life out of a nearby Weedle, who was scuttling across the floor. "Good enough." Wallace left the book on a nearby table and slammed the dead Weedle down next to it.

"One serving… get some broth, Lance." Wallace commanded. Lance nodded and reached for the broth on a nearby shelf. "Good. Now get a carrot, some potatoes, and peas." Spikyhair Dragon Man opened the freezer and slammed a bag of frozen peas on the table, while Wallace set about getting out the necessary pot to cook. He dropped the dead Weedle in the pot, added in the proper amount of broth and peas, and waited impatiently for Lance to get the other things.

Noticing that he was having some trouble finding the other things, Wallace turned around and grabbed a carrot and some potatoes from the shelf next to him. "Okay," he said loudly, snapping Lance out of his little mission. "We have everything. Let's go." Lance whipped back over to Wallace's side. After dropping all of the necessary ingredients, Wallace placed it on the Magic Stovetop and pressed a button.

"It will be done in half an hour," Wallace said flatly. "In the meantime, go and find some hot sauce to dump in his drink." Lance got around to that, while Wallace pulled out a cup and some fruit punch. At that moment, Lance reappeared with a new bottle of MAGCARCO Hot Sauce. Wallace took it and dumped some of it in the punch.

"Go get Aaron," Wallace commanded. Lance nodded.

"To the dining hall?"

"Yeah."

Lance left the room, making sure that his cape didn't knock anything down.

Half an hour later, Aaron was sitting at the Dining Hall with some really nice-smelling soup and a cup of fruit punch in front of him. "Thanks for making me lunch, you guys," he said gratefully to the two men behind him.

"No problem." Lance smiled.

Aaron downed the soup quickly. Finding that his mouth was extremely hot, he took a swig of the fruit punch. It, of course, didn't help.

"Did you like the Weedle soup?" Wallace chirped after he had finished.

Aaron slumped over in his chair.

Lance went over to a closet containing Flint (who was wearing a disco outfit for his photo shoot later that day) and told him to carry Aaron up and down the stairs of the Grand Hall 25 times. As Flint made to argue, Lance taunted back, "What, you don't like your position as an Elite?" Frumbling, the be-Elvised Elite hauled up Aaron's unconscious form and dragged it to the Grand Hall's staircase. As he hauled Aaron up in his arms, Lance slipped back in and took a picture. Flint didn't notice at all.

Lance sent out his Aerodactyl and told it to make sure that Flint dragged him up and down 25 times. Aerodactyl gave a toothy smile, and Wallace and Lance returned to the Champion's Room.

A few minutes after they came in, Steven entered with singed clothes.

"Flareon problems?" Wallace asked.

Steven grunted wearily and checked off the next box, 'Make Flint listen to Taylor Swift all day." He grabbed a Taylor Swift CD from a table that they could have sworn wasn't there before, and left to manipulate the radio system in the Grand Hall.

Wallace peered at the list. "Karen is dead, so…" Wallace skipped off to the TV room, hoping to find Sidney on his way.

Lance was now alone. He skipped the next one, as somebody had gone out of the order to make Wallace dance ballet, and checked off the 'make Lucian wear a ballroom gown' and also, by extension, pink bows and sandals. He, after making a brief stop to the Cosplay Closet to find a beautiful purple ballroom gown with pink bows and a pair of pink sandals, stepped into Lucian's currently unoccupied room. He took all of Lucian's regular clothes (which were only copies of that same formal outfit anyway) out of their hangers, and replaced them with the single ballroom gown. He also snatched all of Lucian's shoes and replaced them with the single pair of sandals.

He then grabbed a bucket full of water from the Janitor's Closet and went to find Lucian.

Lance found him walking down one of the corridors with his back to him, reading a book and miraculously not crashing into anything.

"Hey, Luc!" Lance called out. Lucian, realizing immediately that Lance was the only person who would call him 'Loosh', whipped around. He saw Lance, yes. But why was he grinning evilly? And why was he holding a bucket of water? And why was he moving… closer…?

"WAAAAAGH!" Lucian screamed as his outfit got wet. "Now I have to go change!" He yelled at Lance irritably, only to notice that the man in the cape was no longer there. Grumbling angrily, the sopping wet Lucian thundered back to his room.

Mission accomplished, Lance passed Steven in the hall. He looked extremely unhappy about something. Of course, Lance had to ask him what went wrong.

"I have to find a herd of Slowpoke."

"Well, that's not too ba-"

"And make them move."

"Oh."

Lance passed the bemused Steven quickly, entering the room to find Gary already checking something off the list. Lance peered at his decision as he checked off 'remodel Koga's room'.

"He has to steal Lorelei's Pokemon and chain it to Bruno's bed?" It took all of the self control Lance had to stop him from collapsing into a giggle fit. Lance trooped off to find all of the Naruto stuff he could, but he had a sinking feeling that he wouldn't be able to compete in further dares… this would take awhile. He watched Cynthia return to the room.

The woman in the black, fuzzy coat entered the room and, once again, checked the list. Guessing that two hours had passed, she called Sidney to the door to the Champion's room. When he got there, she took him by the arm and dragged him to the Cosplay Closet to explain what he had to do. When he refused, Cynthia threatened to remove his position (as well as much shin-kickery). Sidney winced and all went according to plan.

For the next hour, Sidney was promptly beat up by a couple of old ladies.

Meanwhile, an extremely infuriated Steven tried to resist the urge to yell at the herd of Slowpoke who were now sleeping in Bertha's room. Finally, he gave up on the attempt at verbal conviction and slammed his foot on each of their tails, putting his full weight on it. The Slowpokes were running like Tauros in roughly ten minutes.

Steven smiled and closed the door behind him, feeling much more lighthearted.

Having returned to the room, he found that there were no dares left. He recalled watching Wallace leaving the room – in a male ballet dancer's outfit. He quickly scanned the list once again, gray eyes finally falling on whatever was responsible for this:

Force Wallace to dance ballet.

Steven sighed.

Still in the ballet dancer's outfit, Wallace went around to collect his victims. Aaron wasn't too hard – he was still out cold from the Weedle stew. Frilly-dress-sporting Lucian was at first reluctant to come out of his room, but once Wallace showed him that he, too, had been forced to wear something stupid, he came along.

Shoving them both in a closet, Wallace tied their hands to the other by the wrists. Having done this, he pondered on what would be the most disturbing position for Aaron and Lucian to be in. Finally, he put their still tied up hands over their heads and wrapped a bigger rope around their armpits, forcing them to stick their hands above their heads. Then, he tied Aaron and Lucian to each other by the waist. As he watched the duo struggle around, Wallace squealed like a little girl.

"Caramelldansen!"

Wallace skipped back to the Champion's Room, passing Bruno's bedroom in the process. As he did, he noticed someone leaving. Oh Mew, is that Bruno? Wallace panicked. If he sees me like this, I'm dead meat!

But it wasn't Bruno, and Wallace was, by extension, completely alive meat.

It was Lance, looking as if he were about to collapse. Wallace didn't like the shape that the red-haired guy was in right now (Nidoking Scouts had their uses). He kept putting his hand against the wall to steady himself, and his cape was… his cape was…

His cape was laying limply down his back.

Wallace knew the man was clearly about to collapse. He was shaking wildly, and as he tumbled to the floor, Wallace caught him. And so there was Wallace, trekking to the Champion's Room dragging along Lance's unconscious body.

When he finally got to the Room, everyone else was waiting for them. Wallace dumped Lance on the couch, still unconscious. His cape was still hanging limply, which startled everyone. Mutterings were soon brought up about Lance, his limp cape, and why in the name of Mew/Arceus/God/Barney the Dinosaur Wallace was wearing a ballet dancer's outfit.

Wearily, Wallace sat down on the arm of the couch and explained.