Well, second chapter is up. Thanks to those of you who reviewed. I will try to make chapters longer then the first one was from now on, at least 1000 words a chapter.
"It's Will's turn isn't it?" Asked Linda.
"Yep. Let's get him up." With that, John went over to the sink, grabbed a pitcher of ice water and dumped it onto Wills head. There was a scream John had heard only once before, when a Tango company marine stepped onto a copper wire that they had rigged up to a generator. It went on. And on. And on.
Sometime later, will stopped his unholy noise, replacing it with a gasping "Truth or dare, you son of a bitch."
"Dare." John replied.
As Will was thinking up a dare, Daisy, Sam and Fred came in the door, drawn by the noise. The look on Will's face became one of pure evil. He leaned over to John and whispered "Declare undying love for Daisy"
John glared at him, surrendered to the inevitable and walked over to Daisy and said "Daisy, I love you more than anything. I would do anything for you."
Daisy looked affronted, hauled off, and punched him full on in the face. A somewhat drunk Kelly leapt to her feet screaming "Bitch! Stay the hell away from John!" And went to attempt to rip poor Daisy to shreds. A very drunk Will started chanting "Girl fight!" over and over again. Sam turned pale and ran for the door, well Fred sat down at the table and grabbed a beer.
In the midst of this John regained consciousness and dragged himself out of the way of the fight before yelling "Please! Stop! It was just a dare!"
Daisy and Kelly turned to him. Kelly breathed out a sigh of relief and came back to sit down. Daisy's lower lip trembled and she whimpered "You don't love me? You were just leading me along, all these ten seconds?" She trembled violently. "I hate you 117!" And ran out into the night.
"Out of curiosity, what the freaking hell's going on here?" Asked a wide eyed Fred.
"Truth or dare!" Shrilled Linda, who was having trouble staying vertical due to the sheer amount of alcohol in her. "Although this versions kinda falling flat. Hey guys, do ya want to try one of the other versions I told you about?"
Everybody muttered some variation of "O.K" or "Sure, what the hell." She explained to them what this version was. "What we do is we all take ten slips of paper and right a question or thing you have to do on each of them. Then we take turns taking a card from the pile and completing the task on it. You can choose not to do it, but you have to remove an item of clothing for each one you choose not to do. I'll start."
They all wrote down their tasks. Linda reached out and picked up a card. She read it and abruptly dropped it, blushing. "What kind of pervert would suggest something like that?"
Fred scoffed. "It can't be that bad. Here, let me see it." He picked it up off the floor, read it and turned red. "Dear God! The person who thought of this would have to be perverted twisted and sick."
Everyone looked at Will. He mused "It probably says something about me that everyone looks at me at the mere use of the word pervert. Regardless, the point is that unless she does what the card says, she has to strip.
Had Linda's subsequent glare been bullets, Will would have been riddled. She slowly removed her shirt and said in the voice she normally reserved for sniping Tangos "Happy?"
"Very"
Hoping to head off an incident that would make world war two look like a friendly water gun fight, John reached out to the pile and grabbed a card. As he read it, he felt a mixture of horror and apprehension. This would be fun as hell, but hell might look like R&R after Kelly got through with him for this. "Kelly? The card… It says I have to kiss you."
Kelly looked at him, her face a mask. Little did he know that she had written that card herself in the hopes John would pick it. "Fine. Get it over with."
John leaned over and before his nerve could fail him, kissed her right on the lips. He had intended a quick peck on the lips, he really had. And then he had sorta forgotten to stop. This went on for about thirty, seconds, stopping only when the door burst open and in walked Dr Halsey. She stopped, stunned, as she assessed the scene that is not generally associated with highly disciplined super soldiers. Bottles of Wise Bud brand beer littered the floor, Linda was already shirtless with Fred's arm around her and John appeared to be trying to steal third base with Kelly. "Oh!" She breathed.
So, this was chapter two. Tell me what you think. I will update soon, as I am on spring break as of ten hours ago. The next chapter will likely be more "adult" so potentially reader discretion is advised. I will say at the beginning of the chapter if it is more adult or not. Please review. Just hit the button, it's all I ask. Please.