WOO! I'm back, and I am ready to do another dare! Who's ready for some more torturific fun! That's right, I knew you were. Lets get started then shall we?

Disclaimer: The only bit of HoN I own are the books that are in my room. Nothing else.

Me: You know what song I really like?

Aphrodite: Are you always going to start off with something related to music?

Me: Nah, I hate the band that played it. Plus the lyrics are crap.

Aphrodite: …

Stark: Can you just get this over with?

Me: Okay if you want to.

Stark: Good.

Me: …I like the song Bottle and a Gun by Hollywood Undead.

Stark: *face palm*

Me: Hehehehe. Facepalming is never not funny. Anyway, back to the mater at hand. Who should I pick for the next dare?

Everyone I hate: Crap.

Me: Hmmm… I don't know. It's a tie between you, and you. *points to Erik and Dallas*

Erik/Dallas: Why us?

Me: Because most of my reviews are basically people saying how they want either of you to be the next person I dare. And that they hope its tortureful and one hope that while it tortures you, that they hope you enjoy it.

Erik/Dallas: What?

Me: Yeah I don't know. Hmmm… Any meny miny moo.. Catch a tiger by the toe.. If he hollers let him go.. My mother said to pick the very best one and.. You.. Are.. It.! *points to Dallas*

Dallas: Shit!

Me: I love figuring things out like that. Anyway… *clears throat* Dallas, Rouge Red Vampyre of Tulsa, this is your dare.

Stevie Rae: *whispers to Zoey* I honestly didn't think she'd have a title for him like that.

Zoey: *whispers back* Same here.

Me: The dare I have for you is this: You will be subjected to play with this piñata. *holds out the piñata*

Dallas: A piñata? Really?

Me: Yeah-huh. With this stick. Oh and don't forget to enjoy yourself. Piñata's are fun. *I smile as I hand him the beating stick*

Dallas: Uh.. Okay.

Me: Hold on. SNOWFLAKE!

Zoey: Who's Snowflake?

Me: My security guard.

Aphrodite: You have a security guard?

Me: Yeah. He's very helpful.

*big tough looking guy comes in looking all intimidating*

*everybody is intimidated*

Snowflake: Yes Miss 16?

Me: Could you set up this piñata please?

Snowflake: Of course Miss 16.

*he sets up the piñata*

Me: Thank you Snowflake. That's all for now.

Snowflake: Yes Miss 16. *walks away*

Me: Okie Dokie now. Dallas. Whack the piñata! And do it like your beating the living shit out of someone.

Stark: Do you ever think about anything that isn't brutally insane?

Me: Tried to. But Failed. Dallas hit the piñata.

Dallas: Ok? *he beats up the piñata till the candy comes out* You didn't put poison in the candy did you?

Me: Nope.

Dallas: Do they have razors in them.

Me: Never figured out how to do that. Plus why would I do that?

Dallas: *grabs an armful of candy* Then what? Is my dare just that I beat a piñata just so you could eat the candy?

Me: Nah that would be way too predictable and way too mild. Plus I'll get that candy either way.

Stevie Rae: So what's the big threat here?

Me: Over there. *points to the darkness of the entrance/exit door*

*everyone looks*

Me: No, no, no. Only Dallas looks over there. And uh. Maria! We have guest that needs no witnesses!

*blue smoke puffs out of nowhere*

Zoey: What was that?

Me: I little spell to make us unheard and unseen.

Stevie Rae: Why?

Me: Because the real torture of Dallas' dare is coming in. And I don't want anyone to die.

Stark: What are you..?

Me: Shh! *points to where Dallas is*

Dallas: What the hell is going on? Where'd everybody go?

Evil Piñatas: You enjoyed what you did. You enjoyed it way too much.

Dallas: What the fu..?

Me: CENCERING IS FUN! CENCERING IS GOOD! PLEASE DON'T BEAT ME!

*everybody but Dallas gives me the WTF face*

Dallas: Who the hell are you?

Evil Piñatas: The ones who will pay back the evil you have done.

Damien: Are those piñatas?

Me: Yes. Evil ones. They prey on those who kill their piñata brothers.

Zoey: That makes no sense.

Me: Really? Your questioning what makes sense or not here? Jeez I got these guys on loan.

Erik: One can only tremble in fear where.

Me: Yeah probably. Now SHH! I wanna see this.

Dallas: What are you talking about? I just beat a piñata because of a dare.

Evil Piñatas: You didn't just beat him. You killed him. For your own sick amusement. And for what? To eat his innards? You sick basterd.

Dallas: What?

Evil Piñatas: Now you shall pay for your sins. *pulls out a big beating stick with blood on it*

Dallas: Holy Crap! Somebody help!

Evil Piñatas: Your screams are useless. We made a deal. And she confirmed to us that their will be no witnesses or anyone to help you.

Dallas: *under his breath in fear* Damnit 16.

*everybody looks at me*

Me: What? It was either these guys or Tickle Me Hellmo. And I didn't want to wait for all the torture stuff from that doll.

Dragon: A doll? A doll called Tickle Me Hellmo? Where do get these insane ideas?

Me: What I do in my spare time is none of your business.

Aphrodite: You play with dolls?

Me: No. I just know about it through the glory of YouTube. Now be quiet.

Dallas: Look I get that your pissed at me for beating a piñata. I mean you guys yourself are piñatas, but that's not worth killing me for it.

Evil Piñatas: We'll see about that now won't we? *corners Dallas*

*hours of a brutal piñata beating later the Evil Piñatas leave and Dallas is a bleeding pulp*

Me: Maria! *puff of blue smoke* Thank you!

Jack: *looks over Dallas* OMG! Damien I think I'm scared for life.

Damien: I think I am too.

Dallas: Ugh. Ow.

Stevie Rae: Aww he's still alive.

Me: Yeah, but he's a bloody pulp. What you didn't think Dallas was the one who was going to die did you? Nah. But he is going to need some medical attention. Unfortunately I don't now any doctors who take in jerk-off vampyres who get beaten by piñatas.

Erik: So you don't know any doctors?

Me: No I do. I just don't any that'll helps these kinds of treatments.

Dallas: You… ow… suck… ow ow ow.

Me: Not as much as your mom.

Dallas: *gurgling blood*

Me: Hmmm. That's odd.

Stark: Oh I got to hear this. What's odd?

Me: Hearing somebody gurgling blood out of their mouth doesn't gross me out as much as I thought. Go figure.

Stark: Sadist.

Me: I figured I was. Guess I am thanks for clearing that up.

Stark: …

Aphrodite: Do you take ANYTHING as an insult?

Me: Yeah sometimes. But I have me a saying that I honestly think everyone should take to heart.

Zoey: What?

Me: Words may hurt and scar, but they only do if you let them. Now then I think we're done here soo….

Dallas: Damn this all hurts.

Me: Shut up! Anyway you know what comes next. Another truth question! WOO!

Aphrodite: Seriously. What the hell are you on?

Me: Nothing. Unless you count sugar. I get soo sugar high it's almost the equivalent to drugs.

Aphrodite: Well I think you need to quit.

Me: You sound like my mom. Bye-bye now!

Aphrodite: Wait wha…

There you are folks. Dallas' dare. Hope it lead up to your expectation. It took a while to figure out which torture dare for him that would be suitable. Then I read this Meanwhile little comic from JtHM of this girl being beaten because she beat a piñata. Figured it would be best served under Dallas. Hope ya'll enjoyed! And I will update sooner! See ya!