Thank you for all the support I have been getting to torment these characters. I figured Winter hadn't suffered enough though so...

"I need to take you in for questioning." said Umber, adjusting a straw in his mouth, "This is my city. That's my partner, he's smart, don't even think about lying, and that's our victim. I hear big names, big talk all the time. But never any big doing. So why don't you start doing? Tell me, who killed Winter?"

He was interrogating a pineapple.

Umber laughed, "So you're playing it cool huh? I see how it is. We will make you talk, one way or another."

"Qibli, why do you do this?" asked Winter gesturing towards Umber screaming at the pineapple now.

Qibli had popcorn and two other dragons were standing in line awkwardly because they were the next to be questioned.

That's when the dreaded Turtle rushed in, "Truth or Dare, Winter?"

"I quit."

"You can't quit I fire you." protested Qibli.

"... It's practically the same thing, I'm free."

"I rehire you."

"You can't do that."

"Shush!" hushed Umber placing a talon over his mouth, "Your friendly neighborhood detective is trying to find out the killer!"

All of a sudden Anemone busted in with a smirk and a sing song voice, "Guess who is the darer right now!"

"Oh no." said Qibli and Winter in unison knowing what was going to happen.

"Qibli, I dare you to only call Winter, Icicle, and Icicle, Winter!" she said, "This is what you get for making us do this stupid game."

"Hey I didn't even know you were competing! You did this by choice!" protested Qibli.

Winter slowly started backing out of the room. Unfortunately Qiblu spotted him almost immediately, bright white dragon, black cave, no duh, "Win- Icicle! Get back here! You haven't even heard my dare for you yet!"

Winter screamed in his mind, one cave over Moon got a splitting headache. "Get it over with."

Qibli made a great show over thinking about it, tapping his chin, and really agonizing and dragging it out until the very reaches of Winter's patience not to strangle him, "Aha! I know, you have to propose to the third dragon you see and if they say yes ."

Winter glanced at both Qibli and Anemone. "So the next dragon I see?"

Qibli nodded, "Yep! Should I call her in?"

Winter's eyes went wide, "No! No! Absolutely not! Do not call Moon in here!"

Qibli made a deceptively innocent face, "What? Moon? I wouldn't do you like that!"

Winter glared at Qibli, "Then who?"

"Kinkajou! Come in here!"

Winter closed his eyes. This could not be happening. If he simply never opened his eyes again he'd be fine.

Kinkajou ran in gleefully asking, "Yes Qibli? Did you see what I did to Anemone!"

Everyone gave her a puzzled expression looking at Anemone who reluctantly opened her mouth for them to see that it was dyed in rainbow colors. Nobody could stop giggling after that. Anemone weighed the benefits and disadvantages of enchanting everyone to forget this ever happened.

"Winter would like a hug from you by the way Kinkajou!" said Qibli cheerfully changing the topic, and pointing to Winter who had his talons over his face, "If you can get him to open his eyes he'll marry you!"

"N-No I won't!" protested Winter, backing up.

Kinkajou leaped at him, successfully hugging him to death.

"R.I.P Winter!" shouted Qibli hysterically rolling on the ground. "I mean, Icicle!"

"Okay okay!" shouted Winter's muffled voice through a rainwing clinging onto his head trying to stretch his eyes open, "I concede, just get off me!"

Winter opened his eyes.

Qibli glanced at his line of sight. "So you going to ask her?"

Winter mumbled something.

Nobody understood it.

He spoke again, lying, being married to her would be the worst thing in the world, "I didn't see Kinkajou first."

"So who did you see first?" asked Qibli, the only dragons in range were Qibli himself, Moon, Kinkajou, Anemone, and an icewing looking around down the hall.

All terrible terrible options. Maybe he should have just stuck with Kinkajou, maybe Anemone would play along?

"Don't even think about it, I have a game to win!" said Anemone bolting off.

"Kinkajou-"

"I thought you already said you didn't see Kinkajou, come on don't by shy!" said Qibli gesturing towards Moon also trying to avoid eye contact.

Winter felt like he was between a rock and a hard place. He could always just but then Qibli would probably come up with a much more devious trap later, besides it was all in a game, they wouldn't really be getting married, because no way in the three moons was he going to be able to date a nightwing, another tribe was bad enough, but a nightwing? So yeah it was all fun and games. Not something he wanted at all, by the spirits under the ice he was so so relieved that nightwings didn't have mind reading abilities, "Moon, will you marry me?"

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