Poppy scrolled through the little amount of reviews, a small smile gracing her lips in thanks to the people who bothered to take time out off their day to make hers a bit more interesting. She hummed, reading the 5th review and grinned.
"Okay!" She said, chuckling slightly.
"You get any reviews?" A still half-asleep Kenny questioned, sticking his head around the door to Poppy's bedroom. He'd been rooming with her for the last week since his parents kicked him out. She nodded at him and a large smile encased the blonde's lips. "That's great! So we can go ahead?"
"Yuh-huh. I know everyone will have expected to be called yesterday, but I was a little busy, heh heh..." Poppy hung her head slightly and Kenny gave a pitiful laugh. "Oh well, I'll call them now."
About an hour later, Poppy, Kenny, Kyle, Stan, Cartman, Butters, Tweek, Craig, Clyde, Token, Wendy, Bebe, Pip, Damien, Red, Heidi, Ike, Mole, Gregory, Jimmy, and a few others were all gathered around the fireplace in the main room of the redhead's house. "All here?" She questioned, recieving a series of nods in return. She smiled, "good."
Kyle wrapped his arms around his felow red haired friend and smiled, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Wanna start? What's the first review?"
"Um..." She scrolled down the screen of her laptop and read out the first review "EvaH says: 'Haha, awesome :D A few errors, but overall an expectedly awesome piece of writing, I still hate SP but I can't wait to see where this goes... XD' Hmm, not really any ideas, but oh well. Besides, she's a friend of mine and I kinda wanna introduce you lot to her?"
Kyle scowled over her shoulder. "But why? She hates South Park - meaning she hates us, right?" A small frown took over his mouth as he continued, "besides, don't you think we have enough haters?"
Poppy frowned at him, twisting her head towards him slightly and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Don't worry, she's not a bad person. And she doesn't... 'hate' you, she just doesn't know you."
Almost knowing Kyle was going to send back another witty retort, she clapped her hands (as she was unable to snap her fingers... yeah - I know) and a dark violet 'poof' of smoke appeared before them.
There, standing before the fireplace was a tall, beautiful, thin and apparently naked teenaged girl. She sqeeled and tried in vain to cover what she could of herself.
"Oops," Poppy said, blushing a little in embaressment, "must have used the wrong spell. Sorry Eva!"
The red haired teen clapped her hands again and 'Eva' was suddenly fully-clothed in a plain white tee and some light green, floral dungarees. She fiddled with one of her long bangs before running her fingers through her short brown locks. "Hey guys," she muttered shyly, unsure of why she was there.
"Hey there Eva, sorry to drag you here on such short notice, but I wanted you to sit in on out first ever game of 'Truth or Dare'! You will, won't you?"
There was a short pause in which the brunett looked at her friend, sceptical of what she would do next. "Fine, whatever," she huffed, plonking herself down next to Poppy - who with a winning smirk, cleared her throat and read out the next review, Kyle's head still resting on her shoulder.
"This one's from XMistressChaosx, 'Dare: I dare Stan and Kenny to have a hot makeout session! XD I dare Damien to sing Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me.
Truth: Cartman tells Kyle what he thinks of him. Red tells her greatest secret.
I got nothing else!
Till Next Time,
*Chaos' Mistress*' Hmm, interseting..." Poppy purred, grinning once again. "Okay, let's start with the truths! Cartman!"
Cartman shot his head up, his brows furrowed in apparent irritation. "What'dya want, ya damn ginger?"
"Tell Kyle exactly what you think of him," she almost seethed, not liking his new nickname for her. He sighed dramatically and turned to the cute Jew laying lazily on her shoulder. "Kahyl, I think you're a ginger, jewish mess.. But a pretty khool ginger, jewish mess..." He muttered the last part, a very slight blush coating his cheeks when Kyle flushed completley.
"Eh hem," Poppy mumbled, slightly dazed. "Now, Red - what's your greatest secret?"
Red looked up, her large mocha eyes scanning the room until they found the creamy skinned girl. "I fucked Bebe and Wendy while I was dating Token." She stated simply, not bothering to change the tone of her voice to guilty.
The whole room turned to Token who shrugged and said: "eh, I already knew - I was the one who walked in on it!"
"Anywho..." Poppy whistled, attempting to make the newly found tension in the room dissapear. Kenny yawned and lay his head on her lap, looking up at the two reaheads with a small smile. "You gunna read out the dares?" She nodded, turning her attention back to the screen before her.
"Kenny, as much as I'd like to watch you and Stan have a 'hot make-out session' right in front of my face, you're going to have to sit up so I can grab my camera." The blonde complied, sitting up and turning to Stan, who was coinsadentally sat right next to him. (Yay for conviniance!) He smirked and leaning into the ebony haired teen's personal space, loving the feel of his friend squirming next to him. Their lips met and a few moans were shared in between the dancing of tongues. After a few minutes, Poppy gave an awkward cough, her face redder than her hair. "I think I've gotten enough footage you guys..."
They pulled apart, both boys practically panting from oxygen deprivation.
"Next dare is for you Damien," she smiled towards the Satanist, him being one of her newly found best friends. He gave a half-hearted smirk back and scootched a little closer to the laptop.
"Oh yeah? What is it?" He asked.
"You've gotta sing 'Sexy, naughty, bitchy me'!" Poppy cooed, pinching the dark haired boy's cheek before she proceeded to clap her hands without giving Damien time to argue. Within moments, pink smoke encased the entire room and when it was gone, a small platform raised about 5 foot off the ground, and a karaoke machien had appeared. "Now go, go!" She shooed him onto the platform, forcing the microphone into his now rather clammy hands.
He mouthed 'I hate you so much' to his redheaded friend with a scowl and only recieved a tall grin in return.
"I pick all my skirts to be a little too sexy
Just like all my thoughts, they always get a bit naughty
When I'm out with my girls, I always play a little bitchy
Can't change the way I am
Sexy, naughty, bitchy me!"
He sung the rest of the song in tune, without any complaints and a few muffled snickers from the crowd - mainly Pip - seen as everyone else was too afraid to laugh at the son of Satan. When he was done, literally everyone applauded him as he returned to his seat next to Poppy, red with embaressment.
"I hate you so much," Damien seethed, narrowing his eyes at Poppy. She giggled and lazily patted his head. "Okay, next review from Crazy88inator, 'I dare youu to bring in the game! also i dare stan to make out with me for 15 minutes (He's Hot)' Aww! See Stanley? People do think you're hot!" Stan blushed at Poppy's words and stared at his feet. The pale skinned teen clapped her hands again and a storm of sky blue smoke whirled around the room as a tall girl stood before them. She was dressed from head to toe in neon and flipped her long hair behind hair. "You heard the dare Hottie, now c'mere!"
Stan stood up and walked towards her, a scarlett flush still fixated on his face. He leaned in to 'Crazy' and captured her lips in his. Poppy started the timer and turned back to the rest of the group.
"The next dares are from LoveHateDrama, 'XD i got some:-i dare cartman to sing his abc's -i dare kenny to break dance to cartman singing his abc's- i dare someone to have a threesome with kyle and cartman mwahaha that is all'."
Poppy looked towards Cartman and Kenny who both got up wordlessly without a single sentence being spoken by anyone there.
"Ay, bee, cey, dey, aey, eff..." Cartman started, Kenny brake dancing heartily to the fat neo-nazi's song. Once they were both done, they bowed to their audience, recieving only a slightly smaller aplause than Damien had gotten.
"Kenny babe, do me a favour?" Said blonde looked up at his redheaded friend and smiled, muttering a quiet 'yeah?' to her. "Help Kylie and Fat-man with their dare from Miss. Drama, and have a threesome with them?"
Kenny, Kyle and Cartman all gaped at the redhead before sighing and making their way out off the room. Well, except for Eric who, in the end, was wheelbarrowed out by Craig.
About half an hour of small talk and video uploading to Facebook later, Kyle and Kenny walked back in with missplaced clothes, scrappy hair and exhaused expressions. They stood at the door for a minute, attempting in vain to fix their strewn clothing.
"Where's fatty?" Craig asked, himself still recovering from lugging so much weight into another room by himself.
Kenny simply pointed to the next room, trying to catch his breath. "He was out like a light after just giving head, so me and Kylie here finished by ourselves."
Kyle blushed deep crimson and ran to Poppy, shadowing his face in the nook of her neck once more. With some reassuring words and gentle strokes from the teen, he was calm and collected once more.
"Okay," Poppy started on the last dare so far, "this one's from PunjabiKangaroo, 'I dare (Insert character here) to: streak through a busy street shouting "I AM THE NARWHAL MESSIAH", go up to a store with someone of the same gender and buy "marital aids", climb onto the roof and dance for three minutes, propose to a random stranger, all these dares are copyright of sadistic friends and too much jack daniels :P'. Haha! Awesome! Okay, so I get to pick who does it? Hmm, Clyde! Go streak through the street shouting 'I am the Narwhal Messiah'!"
Clyde smirked, all-too-happily stripping off his clothing and running through the front door with many pairs of eyes trained on his now naked form.
"I AM THE NARWHAL MESSIAHHHH!" He shouted, shocking some of the neighbours as he flailed his arms and even made a little girl cry. Eventually the cops caught him and dragged his bare butt home.
"Hmm, guess he's out off the game now, huh? Oh well. Tweek and Craig!" Both boys looked over to Poppy, some (Tweek) more anxiously than others. "Go to the Pharmesy around the corner from here and buy some condoms."
Tweek jumped profoundly at this and shook his head repeatedly as Tucker simply sighed. He stood, grabbing Tweek and pulling the twitching boy out off the door, them returning some short time later with an entire bag fully of 'marital aids'.
"Tweekers got a little... Carried away." Tweek blushed scarlett at his 'friend's' words and looked away.
"Heh, ohh Tweek," Poppy cooed to him, ruffling his hair sweetly. "Okay, next one is for Mole, go up to the roof and dance - do the macerana - for three minutes straight." He looked at her with almond eyes before huffing and doing as told.
The group went outside and watched the french man dance, laughing and joining in in certain points too. After his three minutes were up, they all went back inside to see the last dare of the day.
"Hmm, Butters, go bring a random stranger back here and propose to them."
"W-wha? Me? Ohh hamburgers!" He stuttered, the tips of his ears turning red. "F-fine. I'll be right back."
"Ahh!" They all turned to a flushed and air-depribed Stan who had been given a shock when the timer ran out and his kissing partner was no-where to be seen. "What the hell?"
Poppy laughed at him and looked over her shoulder at Butters who had brough a pretty young girl with a blonde crop back and was on one knee. "W-will you do the honor of, oh sweet Jebus! Will you m-marry me?" The girl blushed and snatched her hand away, running away with a bright red face squeeling. The blonde looked over to his friends and muttered, "did I do something wrong? Ohh hamburgers, not again!"
"Haha! Soo Eva," Poppy purred. "What'd you think of our very first session of Truth of Dare? Still hate South Park so much?"
The brunett girl pulled at the sleeves of her top and shook her head slightly. "I don't hate them. But I still don't like them."
Poppy sighed wryly, "fine, come back next week and I'll see if I can't change your mind." Eva nodded.
Within a few minutes, the redhead had thanked her guests for coming and was left with both Kenny and Kyle, who were once again laying on her lap, and resting on her shoulder. "So, how'd you two think it went?"
"Not badly," Kenny smirked towards the Jew who simply blushed. "So, same time next week?"
"Haha, yeah. I'll try for tuesday next time. Oh! And before I forget: me and Eva are also playing, so reviewers shouldn't be afraid to dare the two of us either, 'kay?"
A/N: Kya! It's done! :D So yeah, sorry I didn't do this yesterday ^^; PLEASE review me your ideas :) Me and Eva are no longer immune! So dare dare dare!... or truth! They're both goooood ;) Hehe, please review ^^ Poppy :)