"Alright, yet another dare for Herobrine and Steve, this one from Mayanmoustache. You have to have yet another death battle, but this time, Herobrine, you get to have a diamond sword with Fire Aspect I and Unbreaking III, and two potions of your choice. Steve, you get, ah, you get a wooden sword, no enchantments, and a happy shot."

Steve groaned. "Why am I not surprised?"

Herobrine swung his new sword around. "Well, I don't know about you, Steve, but I think this is going to be fun."

"And I think I'm really going to need that pain tolerance effect from the happy shot."

"Yes, you are."

With a groan, Steve picked up his wooden sword and the fight began.

After three swings, Steve's sword broke. The said adventurer flipped backwards, avoiding Herobrine's swings. The vampire glanced at his sword for a minute, before he tossed it behind him, directly at his sister, who caught it.

Steve stared. "Why did you...?"

"Remember how I said he had a thing against happy moments? He against a lot of things. He's also against unfair battles." Kristina shrugged as she put the sword down.

Steve glared at Herobrine. "I don't believe that. What about being strapped to a table, huh?"

"Well, if you're talking about prisoner versus tormentor, that's so unfair it could hardly be called a battle." Herobrine shrugged. "Unless, of course, you're referring to the prisoner's struggle to survive, which, again, is so unfair it can't really be called a battle. I prefer the term 'resisting.'" Herobrine shrugged.

That was when, luckily for Steve, the happy shot kicked in, so his death was basically painless before he respawned back in the chain-enchanted chair, and Herobrine joined them.

"Alright, stuff from kookiecraft. First, a note, 'Creeper, you are awesome.'"

"Uh, thanks." Creeper turned bright red.

"Okay, guys, I'm juts gonna..." Ashley made a room out of bedrock and locked herself in. From a hole on the side, she called, "okay! I think we're good. Alright. Now, Zeus, Kristina, Herobrine, and Steve get five happy shots each."

Skeleton somehow became paler. "You're kidding."

"No, I'm not." Ashley sighed, as she handed the ones involved the potions. "Uh, have fun."

And, judging and assuming by the holes leading down to bedrock, rivers of lava and water dyed silver, splash potions everywhere, thunder, fire, and burnt trees, they really did have fun.

Zeus was still singing in a language that no one understood when the happy shots wore off.

"Ahem, well," Ashley brushed the ashes off her shoulder, "yeah..." She read the next review, and frowned. "Okay, so I have a review from PotionMaster123, and if I'm on the right page, then I'm doing all new dares and stuff, but this looks like one that we've done before. It has a dare where Herobrine has to say what his nemesis is, someone as dark as him, and I'm pretty sure I've already done. And then everyone had to say what their favorite food is, and then they would get to eat it. I'm pretty sure we've done that one, too. And then giving everyone ten thousand minedollars? I don't know, I'm pretty sure I've already done this review, so I'm going to skip over it, but if I am wrong, then PotionMaster123, you can just re-post the review, and I'll do it at the next part." Ashley huffed.

"Steve, a dare from stevesaboss, you have to run through the lava for five seconds with nothing but a leather helmet."

Steve, groaning, did so, ended up painfully twitching as he burned, the full force of it returning every second, and a very damaged leather helmet, until it broke.

"Steve, a dare from herobrinisbadass, you have to give Herobrine a diamond sword and armor." Ashley read.

"Like he needed it." Steve sighed and tossed the said items at Herobrine. While the other items fell to the ground, Herobrine caught the handle of the diamond sword, catching it inches from hitting his nose. Steve saw this and grinned a bit.

Ashley read the review for a moment, and then smiled and glanced up. "Creeper, you're up."

Creeper's green color became lighter. "Sh-already?"

"Yup. A dare from creeperscuteP. You get to have a spell cast over you, and wear this 'free hugz' t-shirt. As long as this spell is activated, you and other baby creepers can't explode, and you have control over the spell, so." Ashley replied.

The minutes following, Creeper would admit any day, were just about the best moments of the green mob's life, and ones that he wouldn't forget anytime soon.

"Ghast, from Ghastisnice, you have to throw twenty smores into the lava of the Nether." Ashley said.

Ghast sighed, and did so. "What a flippin' waste."

"Ghast, you have been dared by ghastsmores, you have to eat nine hundred smores and two hundred cookies without throwing up." Ashley said.

Ghast sighed. "That's it?"

"Yep. Now, from stuff from DarkMaster98...and...uh..." Ashley read the review. "Huh. This person is called 'dark master' for a reason, Sister of Saplings...jeez, okay. Snow Golem and Iron Golem, you two have to fight to the death."

Snow Golem grinned. "You ready for this, Iron?"

"Born ready, Snow!"

"Then let's get down to it."

And they did. For three hours.

They were so evenly matched, and knew each other's moves so well, that it took multiple hours before it would end, and that was when Iron Golem slipped on the piled up ice, and Snow Golem saw his chance, and won.

"Touche, Snow!"

Snow grinned.

"Alright. Blaze, you have to burn a minecart. If you refuse, you have to kiss Ghast in front of everybody."

Blaze hesitated, and glanced between Ghast, who stared at the ground even whiter than usual, and her shiny, awesome minecart. Finally she put the minecart away and kissed Ghast, as awkwardly difficult as it was.

"Herobrine, you have to eat a jungle tree." Ashley said.

Herobrine looked up and swallowed. "Oh, jeez. Queen of Fire...This is going to suck."

With a lot of trouble and effort, Herobrine finally manage to eat most of the tree, except the top, which had too much vines on it to get down properly. Herobrine clutched his stomach. "Ow..."

Ashley glanced at the next dare. "Steve, you've got a choice to make, bub. You have a dare to kill your mother. If you refuse, you kiss Herobrine. No strings attached."

Steve swallowed. "Crap. Um."

Susan shrugged. "I'll just respawn, Steve."

"Yeah, but dying with respawn hurts twice as much." Steve murmured. He glanced between his mother, his sword, and Herobrine, for two minutes, before realizing that he could never hurt his mother, and that he had one other option.

Closing his eyes, Steve said, "I refuse the dare."

Herobrine held in an amused but also kind of disappointed laugh as Steve walked over, kissed him for 0.09 seconds, and then walked back to the chair like it never happened.

"Creeper, you have to kill a wild ocelot. If you refuse..." She bit her lip for bit. "Then you, and only you, get to see and hear what happened, via a vision, to Steve on 'that night.'" Ashley said.

Creeper shuddered. "Uh, Steve, what do you recomm-"

"Kill the ocelot. It's not worth it." Steve shook his head. "You won't be able to unsee any of it, ever."

"I wasn't in the one in incomprehensible pain, but I still think that Steve is more or less correct." Herobrine warned the green mob.

Creeper glanced at Midnight, who meowed at him. "I know, I know, they're both right, but...I just can't...I've never been able to..." Midnight's reply sounded sadder, but Creeper shook his head. "Okay, okay, I'll-um. I'll refuse the dare."

Zeus held a blue orb in his hands. "Last chance, you sure?"

Creeper winced. "Yeah."

And then Creeper saw it all. The only way he could make up for it was to tell himself that it was better than killing an ocelot. And while that was true, he still didn't like the images in his head.

He couldn't stop glancing between Steve and Herobrine with a new horror. "How did-why? What did Steve ever do to deserve-what the hell?"

"My thoughts exactly." Steve muttered.

Herobrine rolled his eyes. "I don't think you wanna start that, Steve."

"Well that's one thing you got right."

"Enderman, you have to give Steve a stack of diamond blocks." Ashley said.

Steve looked up, as Enderman muttered, "Damn, but they're so shiny," and handed the sixty four blocks to Steve. "Treat them properly! For example, decoration in all their awe-inspiring power. Not wearing them and using them like tools. Sheesh."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Steve rolled his eyes. "A house out of diamond blocks..."

Ashley grinned, but it faded as she read the next dare. "Shhhizzz."

Zeus glanced at the dare. "'Ashley, kill a horse.' If you refuse, then I get to you," Zeus held up a hand with a lightning bolt in it, "with uncountable volts of electricity."

"It's not worth refusing, Ashley." Steve warned her, wincing.

"I'll um, use my white thing to refuse it. But I've read through these dares, and there's too many more like that..." Ashley shook her head. "Iron Golem, you have to kiss a Villager, and then everyone gets a stack of cookies."

Groaning, Iron Golem went and sort of kissed a villager. It was kind of hard with that squidward-like nose, but he kinda managed.

"Alright, Creeper, how come you guys hiss before exploding?" Ashley asked.

"It's creepy." Creeper shrugged. "No fun in killing someone if you don't get to see the look on their face first. It's not that good if you mind swearing, though."

"True, and true." Herobrine muttered.

"Alright. Skeleton, how did you meet Spider?" Ashley asked.

Skeleton grinned as Spider and he exchanged glances. "Well? How would you put it?"

Spider shrugged. "I don't know. We, uh, ran into each other?"

"If you wanna call it that." Skeleton chuckled.

"Hmm, I feel inspiration coming on! For the sequel! I'll put that scene in one of the chapters too! Yes. Okay, okay. Um...stuff from HollyleafxScourge...Baby Sheep, you have to, uh, somehow, kill Zeus."

"Ah, sheesh." Baby Sheep glanced hopelessly up at Zeus. "Um."

Zeus laughed. "Yeah, I wish you luck."

Well, to be fair, Baby Sheep tried. But, well, she learned that day that lightning really, really, really sucks.

"Okay, gonna quote HollyleafxScourge. 'Pigmen don't you know your an idiot.'"

"Uh, you mean 'you're,' and 'pigman,' and don't you know you're being just a bit rude?" Pigman rolled his eyes.

"Alright, guys, we have a dare from pyrus14. Umm, Lapis, you there?"

Lapis was hiding behind a tree, close to Iron and Snow. "Er...maybe? Why?"

"You're in a dare."

"Oh. Crap." Lapis came out. "And I was hiding so well, too."

"Yup. Now. Lapis, Enderman, Blaze, Snow, and...Herobrine."

The vampire muttered under his breath in a foreign language.

Enderman shook his head. "Dude, shut up! You trying to summon the Dark Ones?"

Herobrine rolled his eyes. "That's a myth."

"Like you would know?"

"Hey! Language, Herobrine. Speak one I know. Now, let's get started! All said mobs get no magic, (looking at you Herobrine,) or powers or anything like that, and we're fighting sixty four really, really pissed off wolves.

Wolf grinned to himself. "Well, you guys are screwed."

Wolf basically summed up the following dare.

Blaze was one of the last few to die; her natural heat, with or without powers, was still a part of her, and to attack the wolves would also be hurting themselves, so they went after easier prey.

Like Snow Golem. Normally, Snow is impossible to beat, but the wolves had an advantage; they were designed for the cold, so snowballs and Snow's natural icy temperature did nothing to them.

Enderman, however, even without powers, had an advantage, with his abnormally long legs. He was faster than any of the other mobs, and that was all he needed.

Lapis, unfortunately for her, was too slow, and her lapis balls that made you dizzy had no effect on the wolves, their aim was too precise; Lapis was the second to go.

Herobrine, being his stubborn self, wasn't going to back down from a fight with wolves, and most definitely going to run. Unfortunately for him, this meant that all he had was hand, with no magic or powers; he was screwed, and he knew it. It didn't take long; unlike him, the wolves were merciful, but less vicious. The wolves went for his neck, and Herobrine was soon respawning by the other chairs.

Then it was just Enderman and Blaze. To see if the wolves would be able to catch Enderman, or if they would be able to stand Blaze's heat.

It came down to the fact that Enderman couldn't run forever; he would have to stop sometime. And when he did, the wolves were just waiting for it. So Enderman respawned while Blaze took first place.

"What?" Blaze blinked. "Repeat that? I WON?!" She did a little dance all the way back to her chair, singing 'I'll set the world on fire, we can burn brighter, than the sun...' quietly under her breath. Ghast soon joined her.

"Blaze, you get fourteen trillian cookies...uh, how about we give everyone sixty four and you just put the rest somewhere safe, Blaze?"

"Brilliant idea." Blaze grinned, began devouring cookies.

"Alright...Wither Skeleton, you have a dare to eat a stone block."

Wither Skeleton glanced at it from all sides. "Hmm. This is gonna suck, isn't it?" He took a bite, and then gagged. "Ew, ew, ew, okay." He tried to swallow it, and then said, "Nether Rack is SOOO much better."

"No kidding." Skeleton said.

"Alright! Next dare..." Ashley blinked at the page. "Um, wow. Herobrine, how do you like the taste of human flesh?"

Herobrine frowned. "Uh, I'd prefer blood, thanks."

"Well, too bad, you have a dare to eat Steve's finger. Eat as in munch much, chomp chomp, swallow."

Steve visibly flinched. "Dude I need my whole hand! To, like, fight stuff! And...to fight stuff."

"Do the world, and who knows how many creepers a favor," Creeper spoke up, "and eat his middle finger."

Steve glared at him.

"Well, because I see absolutely no fun or point in this dare, I suggest we just go on." Ashley said.

"Just sayin', I don't know where I confused you guys, but I'm a vampire, which means blood, not zombies, zombies means flesh. Er, no offense, Molten Zombie."

Molten Zombie shrugged. "I think I'm craving fire flowers though..."

"Ahem. Anyways, a note from a Guest, 'Jessabrine!'" Ashley read, and looked up and grinned.

Herobrine and Jessica looked at each other with an 'uh oh' glance, before looking back at Ashley.

"It's starting." Herobrine muttered. "Shit, it's starting."

"What is?" Jessica asked.

"It's the end, Jessi, the end. The apocalypse. First someone tortures us, then they give us shipping names, and then...and then..." He shuddered. He couldn't finish.

"Shh, don't say it, it's okay." Jessica patted his shoulder. "We're gonna, um, be okay."

Herobrine cast her a hopeless glance.

"We will! Everybody will. We just haveta...I don't know, think of something. Just don't panic on me, okay? Torture's gotta end, sometime, you know that better than anyone."

Herobrine rolled his eyes. "It's not the torture I worry about, it's what after that."

Jessica resisted a shudder at the thought, and then kissed him on the forehead.

And like they weren't totally being miserable, the interviews continued mercilessly.

Ashley read the next dare. "Alright...uh huh...wow. Okay, okay, this is gonna be real fun. Okay, Herobrine! You're up. Along with Steve."

Steve took a deep breath. "How did I know?"

"Alright, hint hint, nudge nudge, this involves a silver table. Now! Herobrine, you have been given a choice." A silver table slammed down from the sky, and nearly tipped over until it found its balance and stood still, its chains hanging down like waiting for something to get close enough. Herobrine's glance got darker, and Steve flinched. Ashley pointed to a bedrock room that wasn't there before. "This silver table gets to go inside this extremely sound proof, solid bedrock room. No windows. A lot of privacy."

Steve was not liking what he was hearing.

"SO, Herobrine, Steve, you both have the same choice, but let's start with Herobrine. The said vampire gets two options; one, Hero, you have the option to torture Steve for as long as you'd like, and in any possible way."

Herobrine tried really, really, really hard not to grin when Steve turned paler with every word.

"...And if you do," Ashley mentioned, "you'll face the consequences that BlackDragon41 has decided for you."

Herobrine rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay, keep going. Alternative?"

"OR, you can let Steve go, and BlackDragon41 has a chosen reward for that choice." Ashley said. "Sooo, choose. Steve, you've been given the same options."

Steve and Herobrine exchanged a glance, as Steve realized a particular outcome of one of his options. Herobrine tried to stare indifferently back, but knew, that no matter what the vampire chose, the adventurer would choose the silver table.

Herobrine took a deep breath. "I...ugh. I'll leave Steve alone."

"Alright, and for that, at the end of the dare, you will get an award. Steve, what about you?"

"I think it's only fair." Steve motioned towards the bedrock room. "After you, Herobrine."

Herobrine sighed. "Oh, lucky me."

Herobrine trudged over to the bedrock room, and Steve followed, wearing a small grin.

Steve had thought that finally he'd have a complete justice, and had thought that any consequence would be worth it.

What he didn't consider, however, is what Herobrine knew all too well; that BlackDragon41 didn't play around with punishments. Steve, as Herobrine silently knew, was in for it.

So, the moment Steve had Herobrine on the icy cold table, and Steve had finally managed to pick out of the many, many tools, and had raised it, but of them felt frozen solid, and BlackDragon41's consequence went into action. If either of them chose to put the other on the table, then the torturer would swap with the tormented. Basically, Steve was teleported to the table, and Herobrine was teleported above it, and the vampire was the one holding the, 'tool.'

Steve just about had a heart attack, and swore repeatedly under his breath. "Shit. I should've known."

"You really should've. I'm pretty sure that this BlackDragon41 meant it for me, but I saw it coming, so." Herobrine shrugged, and then flipped the tool around. "By the way, your choices are horrible all around. By the look in your eye, you wanted to cut skin, but this thing is strong enough to break bones." Herobrine held up a different tool, a small knife. "This is meant for skin, as I will show you. Thin enough to fit in a lock, though. Jeez, Steve, learn your weapons."

Steve shook his head at himself. "Crap. Why was I such an idiot?" Herobrine was pretty sure he wasn't talking about knives.

"Because you were thinking about revenge. Believe me, I've seen what it's done to people." Herobrine said. "Now..." Herobrine looked him over. "Where to start..."

Herobrine, finally seeming to have found a place to aim, lifted up the knife, and met Steve's glance. Steve closed his eyes and waited, while he heard Herobrine say, "Okay, this might hurt, so, try and hold still; I really don't wanna miss."

Steve waited, knowing what would come -something he admittedly deserved- a searing, burning pain wherever Herobrine would aim. But instead, Steve visibly flinched when hearing a clanging of two metals. He finally dared to look to find that Herobrine crushed one of the four chains as easily as Steve had seen the vampire crush a bone. Herobrine kept on hitting the chains until they were all broken, and Steve was free.

Herobrine spun the knife between his fingers. "Easier than it looks. Huh."

Then he turned and walked directly out of the bedrock room. Steve was mostly frozen, once he'd scrambled off the silver table.

Herobrine, trying not to grin to himself, stopped, turned around, and Steve could only guess that by the silver light that came whizzing towards him that Herobrine had thrown the knife; Steve flinched as it landed inches from the wall, and stuck deep into the wall.

"Put that away for me, will ya?" Herobrine called, and then walked back to his chair. Jessica was staring at him with an upraised brow. Herobrine grinned and gave her the same look.

"Ahem, well, that was interesting. Herobrine, your reward is an enchanted weapon of your choice, and a date with Jessica."

"Well," Jessica grinned, "I'm not complaining."

"Herobrine, what's your weapon?"

"The knife that I threw three inches from Steve's head. Give it Speed II and name it Vindictis." Herobrine replied. "I have a bad feeling that with these interviews I'll need it again soon."

"Alright, well, that's all that's required of you, Herobrine, so, go have fun with Jessica, I guess." Ashley shrugged.

The two needed no further persuasion, as Jessica rushed off with a grinning Herobrine in tow.

After time-warping for who-knows-how-long, they finally came back, both unable to look in each other's eyes but

Ashley read the next review. "Alright. For everyone, a question from Winx club-Ninjago-Sailor Moon. Whaddya guys think about the adventure you just had? You know, the story part of the interviews."

"Well," Creeper said, "we just barely avoided death sixty million times, some of us technically, -some of us literally- died, the damn immortals got involved, the Items are just terrible, space-travelling feels like your whole body is being compressed, and technically it is, and we all basically were tortured almost as much as we were in the interviews. I really don't think there's a good opinion on that in any way."

"Well, you guys lived, right? That's the bright side."

"Yeah, we lived, only to go straight back into the interviews!" Herobrine groaned.

"And then, there's this talk of a prequel!" Blaze looked near tears. "Will it never end?!"

"Of course it won't end. Maybe for a few of you fortunately minor guys, possibly. But the main characters are so screwed. Ahem, now, continuing. Zeus, in the past, before anyone had the Items, if they had stolen it without being noticed by anyone but yourself, what would you do?"

"You need to change that phrase to 'what would I do to them,' because it would probably include a couple million volts of electricity, a tornado, and possibly an anvil made out of solid gold." Zeus replied.

"Alright, those were the only two questions, and now, for THE DARES. Everyone that hasn't already been involved in a dress-up dare, which is everyone besides Zeus, Herobrine, Steve, and Kristina, gets to dress up like princesses! Betcha this is gonna be fun! Now, get started!"

And they did. Reluctantly and while muttering about evil reviewers, but they did. Everyone besides Zeus, Herobrine, Steve, and Kristina were soon all dressed up in the fanciest, most sparkly dresses Ashley could think of. The ones that weren't in the dare couldn't do anything besides try and fail to hold in laughs and snorts.

The mobs were annoyed but slightly amused at themselves, too, but the interviews went on.

"Midnight, you get to take a kitty-safe truth shot." Ashley called.

Creeper translated for her, and then Midnight frowned before meowing at him. Creeper handed her the bowl full of kitty-safe truth shot, and then Midnight nearly gagged on it; it was a lot stronger than she'd thought it'd be. But, never the less, she managed to get it down, and then began to uncontrollably meow out all of her secrets. Creeper, the only one able to understand her, was staring, wide-eyed.

"What in the..." Creeper glanced at Enderman.

Enderman put his hands up. "Whatever she's saying I did, I didn't do it!"

"I really doubt that, she's sayin' she's got proof."

Enderman hesitated. "I...um..."

"Why the hell would you ever even kind of consider using the Crepskelman ritual?!"

"I didn't have a ton of options at the time." Enderman sighed. "And I will never do it again, god, that was horrible."

"Please, do yourself and the world a favor and ever even slightly consider doing it again!" Creeper looked pale.

"I won't, for crying out loud, calm down."

Midnight kept on meowing, and one of them seemed to stop Creeper short. Grinning, the green mob said, "You did what?"

Midnight meowed in an annoyed tone, and then kept going, a couple of things she said making Creeper chuckle a bit. When it finally wore off, and Midnight stopped meowing, Ashley went back to the interviews.

"Creeper, you have a dare to kill one hundred cats, not including Midnight, but all of those one hundred cats will not respawn." Ashley said.

Creeper frowned. "And if I refuse?"

"Then you have to kill Midnight, and she will respawn."

Creeper glanced at Midnight, who meowed at him, and nodded, jumping up onto his lap.

Tears formed in Creeper's eyes as he sighed. "I refuse the dare." Creeper would have attempted to sizzle, which would have been the best, painless way to do the dare, but he didn't have to; just the very thought of the dare he was given and whoever was making him do it pushed all of his self-destruct buttons, and in moments, both Creeper and Midnight respawned while away, Midnight curled in Creeper's arms.

"Skeleton, Wither Skeleton, both of you get to go the Nether for a day."

Wither Skeleton laughed at the thought, and Skeleton somewhat more nervously followed him into the portal. After time-warping a day, they came back, and looked like they had some 'fun.' Skeleton was grinning uncontrollably, and Wither Skeleton looked like he was annoyed about also amused.

"Oh, heh, Herobrine, you get a note, too. I think I'm gonna quote exactly. (Ahem, totally didn't copy and paste...) 'To herobrine, just because I spare you from the dress up dare doesn't mean I like you. You're are on top of my Minecraft hate list! And if I see you messing with anything or anyone in this interview! Zeus is allow to SLICE YOUR THROAT OFF!'"

Zeus raised his brows. "I'm allow to?"

Herobrine grinned. "Yeah, dad, you're allow to."

"Well, it's good to have her grammatically incorrect permission."

"Right? Because you totally wouldn't have done so without it."

"Totally not, that would've been absurd." Zeus rolled his eyes.

"The term I was going to use was 'ridiculous,' but I suppose absurd counts as well."

"How about, 'absurdilous?'"

"That's perfect."

"The term I was going to use was 'superb.'"

"How about, 'supfect?"

"Excellent."

"I would have said 'absolute'..."

"We could do this all day."

"Yes, we could."

"I was gonna say 'yup, we should.'"

"How about 'yep, we will?'"

"Gorgeous."

"I was gonna say-"

"Guys, enough!" Ashley rolled her eyes. "Jeez. Now. Where were we? Yes, right, um. A dare from a Guest...we all get to do a wipeout course! Okay, not all of us. Some unfortunate mobs, whose names are; Lapis, Blaze, Baby Sheep, Zombie, Villager, Creeper, and..." Ashley shook her head. "Baby Mooshroom."

"Dang it." Baby Mooshroom muttered.

While Kristina, Jessica, Steve, and Herobrine took breaths of relief, the doomed mobs were set to go to where the wipeout course had been prepared. The usually tortured and targeted four just wished the others luck. Baby Sheep and Baby Mooshroom exchanged a glance, and decided that neither of them would need luck.

And the Minecraft Wipeout began.