"Ahh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Poppy ran into the room clutching a large pile of paper and folders to her chest. "I was busy printing off this week's reviews."
The red haired girl set the papers on the desk by the fireplace and let out a hearty huff. She rubbed the thin layer of sweat that had formed on her forehead away with the back of her hand before turning to her audiance. "So, how we doin'?"
"Good, but your late. So we have to start now if we wanna fit it all in - especially considering this is gunna be the longest game so far!" Kyle stated, running his fingertips over the stack of what once were trees, picking up the first few and flitting absentmindedly through them.
Poppy looked over at him, still trying to regain her composure. "Uh huh. Oh, but first-" She clapped her hands and a large 'poof' of ocean blue smoke took over the air, rading the entire room until it became impossible to see anything. When the smoke cleared, a large stage had appeared that ran along one side of the big room, a few beanbags littering the stage aswell as two microphones and a load of plain black chairs made up what seemed to be the audiance's seats. The South Parkiens all sat in the seats, waiting to see what would happen next.
Suddenly another crystal white 'poof' of smoke appeared, Poppy standing in its place once it'd faded. She wore a knee-length sparkly red dress, some tall red satin heals and matching gloves. Her fading-back-to-ginger hair swung in lazy waves over her shoulders and red lipstick covered her lips. (A/N: this is what I would look like if I were pretty.)
"Hey there! Nice to see you all!" She exclaimed, waving frantically with the hand that didn't contain small cue-cards. The crowd cheered her, a few wolf-whistles echoing throughout the room. Poppy giggled before continuing, "so, this is the second game of Truth or Dare, let's hear it!"
Everyone whooped and whistled in apparent fondness and a gentle smile graced the redheads lips. "Okay, but before we start the game - I want to start by introducing Kyle Broflovski!" More applause as Kyle walked onto the stage in a full black and white tux, his hat gone and his jew-fro slicked back and tamed. "Wow Kyle, lookin' good."
"Thanks Poppy, nice to be here," he said, shaking her hand.
"Nice to have you! Take a seat." Both teens sat on colour-appropriate beanbags and settled down into more comfortable positions. "So Kyle, do you know why we're here today?"
"Kinda."
"'Kinda'? Well, let me tell you: we're here today because I recieved a review from a person called 'Kyleisdaman', would you like to hear it?" Poppy chuckled as the crowd erupted into a fit of cheers. "Okay then, 'I love it. Absolutely fan-tucking-fasticly hilarious. I loled for like, 15 mins at Red's truth. Too many slash dares tho'. Everyone, really, you don't need to do slash dares EVERY time someone makes one of these storys. And Kyle doesn't ALWAYS have to be gay. Only thing I'd say to the Author is that Kyle's OOC; He's not that self concious about stuff, and most kids (including him) are not embarrassed about matters like sex. Also, Cartman already told him what he thought of him in 'It's a Jersey thing' and he didn't exactly blush.'"
"Wow..."
"Yeah, anywho, we're hear today to let 'Kyleisdaman' know that we aren't offended and will take it on the chin so we can try our best to improve things!" The audiance applauded the two redheads who both bowed slightly in their seats, bathing happily in the possative attention they were reciving. "So, 'Kyleisdaman', I'm sorry if the last game didn't meet your expectations, but I'll try my hardest this game to try and change that. Oh, and while we're apologizing, I'd like to say I'm deeply sorry to Crazy88inator. As they didn't leave their gender, I asumed them female, he wasn't. I'm very sorry and hope you'll give me another chance with this game. Thanks and sorry again!"
And with that said, and one final cheer from the audiance, the room erupted into pastle green smoke and everything went back to normal. Everyone was sat around the fireplace once more, patiently waiting to begin.
Poppy stood, leaning on the desk for support (cos I'm that unfit) while coughing up a storm. Once she'd finished, she gave a satisfied 'pheeeeew' and plopped down by her blonde haired friend.
"So, shall we begin Game 2?" A roar of 'yeah's and a few non-caring grunts resounded through the room and with a pleased smirk, Poppy grabbed the pile of paper and sat it infront of her. "Okay! The first one's from Eva xxx, 'Hi again! OK, gotta say, kinda lovin' it... ;D Thankee for having me, SP! OK, on a certain someone's behalf, here's my dare. Stan, Kenny. Cupboard. Seven minutes. No clothes. NAOW! Xx' "
A pale hand shot to Poppy's chest as proud tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes, "she means me! Eh hem - Kenny, Stan, you heard Eva. Strip then closet, now!"
Both boys sighed before getting up and stripping off. When they were left in nothing but their briefs, Poppy shooed them into the cupboard and locked them in, setting the timer on the counter to seven minutes. She sat back down, grinning like an idiot before reading over the next few reviews and turning bright scarlett. "Ohhhkaaaay, so now I think may be the time I should warn my readers: THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN M RATED SEMI-SMUT! DON'T LIKE, GO OFF THIS FIC. DO LIKE... STOP COMPLAINING! That is all."
"Oww, seriously, was there any need for the bull-horn?" A rather cranky Craig Tucker seethed, rubbing at his ears and then, in turn, flipping the red haired teen off. When the only reply he recived was an evily satisfied smirk, he huffed and flipped her the bird once again.
"Eva," the brunette girl turned around from the previous conversation about where to buy the cutest clothes from with Bebe, "was there any need to review when your sitting right there?"
She shrugged. "No, probably not."
"...Well, fair enough. Thank you anyway."
The ping from the timer sounded and Poppy jumped up, running to the closet and hushing the crowd. Once everyone was sat in silence, the redhead unlocked the door and swung it open in a hurry. She stared at the sight in front of her and proceeded to fall backwards into Token's ready-and-waiting arms, apparently suffering from a minor (major) nosebleed of sorts. She looked up, rubbing the blood from her face and gave an awkward cough.
Catching the two, now naked, teens off guard and causing them to jump off of one another without hesitation. Both teens hurrily threw on their clothes, making an effort not to expose themselves to their little 'audiance' any more than they already had.
"You didn't see anything!" Stan said, trying to sound more confident with the red haired teen than he actually was.
"Oh, I saw everything! But don't worry - what happened in the closet, stays in the closet." She whispered the last part so only Stan and Kenny could hear. After giving eachother the thumbs-up, they all returned back to their designated seats.
"So, this next one is from Molala24, 'Lol I love this! Dare: I dare Stan to read smut from Stan X Kyle (style!) Truth: Stan and Kyle how long have you two been fuck buddies? Dare for Craig: Can you flip me off! Please as the little fan girl that I am?' Haha, sure I can! Stan, here's some Style yaoi - now you go ahead and read that to your Super Best Friend, m'kay?" Poppy said, handing the raven a sheet of paper.
"Eh hem," Stan sat facing Kyle, both curious as to what this so called 'Style yaoi' was. " '"Aww so cute kiss and make up." Kyle said pushing Tweek down onto his hands and knees as Stan did the same to Craig. Both boys slowly crawled towards each other fearfully but before they could kiss both felt a sudden pressure and then pain both boys moaned and rested their heads against each other as the larger boys began thrusting into their cute bottoms. "Tweek!" Craig moaned into the other boys neck as they tried to get closer to each other. "Ngh Craig!" Tweek was shaking from the mixture of pleasure pain and the close proximity of a naked Craig.'..." (A/N: THIS FIC BELONGS TO Darkslayer18 AND IS PERSONALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE STYLE/CREEK FICS, GO AND CHECK IT OUT! ALL CREDIT OF THIS FIC GOES TO HER SEEN AS IT IS HER FIC!)
Poppy chuckled lightly at the expressions on nearly everyone's faces. Eva, Butters, Wendy, Bebe, Red, Pip, and Ike were all blushing profoundly. Token, Clyde, Damien, Kenny, Cartman and a few others looked like they didn't know whether to throw up or burst out laughing. And Kyle, Criag and Tweek were all mortified. No one moved, no one spoke, no one dared to do anything but breathe at that moment. That was until quiet sobbing came from Tweek who sat, now nestled in the arms of his dark haired, chullo-wearing friend.
"Stan! You made Tweek cry!" Poppy stated, pouting her bottom lip. "Oh well, it was a dare after all, so you should all just get over it and start quaking in your boots for your turn."
The tension in the room seemed to fade slightly after that, everyone slouching back into a comfortable sitting position once more.
"Alrighty! Now, I know you're probably still a little lost for words, but care telling me how long you and Stan have been 'fuck buddies'?" Poppy asked, directing her probing question towards a still terrified Kyle.
"Erm," he said, trying to recover from the shock quickly as to answer the question. "We're not?" A raised eyebrow from just about everyone in the room had both Stan and Kyle suddenly on edge. "N-no, well, I mean, we've kissed and... stuff. But nothing more than that! And nothing outside of this stupid game!" Kyle frowned, brows furrowed in an attempt to make the redhead change subjects.
Luckily for him, she caught on quick enough and scanned the page for the next dare. "Okay, Craig, flip off Molala please."
Craig did as asked without any questions simply because - he loved flipping people off. Poppy took the picture and sent it off to the reviewer.
"Great! Now, this one's from sp, 'hey can you bring me into the game plz plz plz plz plz Name:Lyra collins. Apearence:light brown hair with messy bangs,light purple eye shadow,purple coat,under coat is a shirt that says i heart tweek,black pants,black shoes. Crush:TWEEK! Personal info:stares at tweak adorably throughout game,takes off coat through out the game. Im sry if its to long i know it isnt a oc story but i will love love love to be in it plz plz thanks. Truth:all=do you think lyra is cute? Dare=I dare tweek to kiss lyra and react. stan=say i love you to kyle. plz plz thanks and god bless you if you do' " Poppy sighed, clapping her hands and causing a busrt of sunbeam yellow smoke to flit aimlessly around the room.
When the smoke dissapeared, a girl of average height with mocha brown hair and scruffy bangs appeared. Above her eyes, smokey purple eyeshadow lay, and as did a matching jacket over her torso. Just above her black jeans, you could make out snow white writing on a plain black tee that read 'I LOVE TWEEK'. She played with the sleeve of her jacket absentmindedly and gave a half-hearted wave to everyone except Tweek.
"Hey, I'm Lyra."
"Hey Lyra," everyone said sweetly, waving back with just as much enthusiasm.
"So Lyra, nice to meet you, I'm Poppy." The two girls shook hands, smiling warmly at one another. "Your here to complete the truths and dares that concern you, that okay?" The red haired teen asked. Lyra nodded, beaming at the crowd. "Perfect. So Tweek?"
"Uhh," the twitchy blonde looked up from his place still sitting in Craig's arms and smiled. "Yeah?"
"Do you think Lyra is cute?" Craig twitched a little too, it almost going unnoticed next to his cafinated friend, with Poppy's words. Tweek studied the girl, as she had taken off her jacked, reveiling a rather lithe figure through the fangirlish top.
"Yeah," Tweek nodded, smiling gently at her. Lyra blushed profoundly and turned away.
"Oh and Tweek, one more thing. C'mere." Poppy said, gesturing to the space unoccupied next to her. The blonde boy stood, stuggling slightly with the arms still wrapped around his waist. Craig glared at the scene from across the room, none too pleased with what was going on.
Once he stood by the two girls, he twitched around a little, unable to stop the mini-spasms from coming. Seeming unfazed by his erratic movements and Craig's demonic glare, Lyra ran her fingers over Tweek's hand, smiling at him sweetly. He mirrored her smile.
"Kiss her," Poppy stated simply, practically ruining the beautiful moment. Tweek coughed anxiously, almost choking on his own spit in suprise. Once the enitial shock had worn off, he glanced towards her, a faint blush resting on his cheeks as an even more prominant one lay upon hers.
"O-okay," he muttered, turning slightly, still twitching and a little too calmly, lay his lips against hers. They stood kissing gently for a few more moments before Tweek pulled back, face gone back to its sickly pale colour. He patted her head and smiled, then returning to his place by Craig who seezed the oppertunity to snuggle his blonde back into his chest.
"And finally, Stan, say 'I love you' to Kyle please." Poppy basically ordered the raven who looked over at her with sceptism in his eyes. He turned back to his Super Best Friend and took in a deep, reassuring breath.
"I love you," he spoke gently, his eyes smiling brightly at the Jew. Kyle smiled back and hugged his friend, having to hold in a hearty laugh when Stan whispered jokingly in his ear, 'They're onto us!'
Poppy turned to Lyra with a confident smirk, placing her hands on her hips in a sort of victory pose. "So Lyra, you enjoy?" Lyra nodded enthusiastically. "Haha, good. It was lovely meeting you and I'm sorry to say that you've gotta go now so we can move onto the next reviewer. Hope you had fun! Bye!"
Lyra waved goodbye to everyone, sending Tweek a sneaky wink before vanishing into the same bright cloud of yellow that had brought her in.
"Well then, next is from Scarlet Wolf, 'Could you add me in as a character? Brown hair, eyes, and skin, with a blood red necklace. Dares: I dare Pip to beat the shit out of principal Victoria, and I dare Kenny to pretend to be a terrorist. Truths: Kenny should say how many people he slept with, how many were male, and how many were female. Cartman should tell whether or not he's ever found a guy attractivd and who, and if he's ever taken the Gay Porn Viagra Boner challenge and lost.' Ohh I'm gunna be drained by the time this is over." Poppy exclaimed, the hint of a smile pulling at the corners of her lips when she got a reassuring pat on the back from Kenny. She gave an over-dramatic sigh and patted Kenny's head, muttering she was fine.
"Okay, sooo," Poppy claps her hands and a peach coloured cloud of smoke appeared, releasing a short girl with a dark skin tone, long brown hair and pretty matching eyes. She was dressed in a blue tartin top with a plain white tee underneath, and some dark skinny jeans. A blood red necklace hung gracefully from her neck, highlighting the red of her converse wonderfully.
"H-hey," she coughed, frantically waving away the smoke away from her being, "nice to be here."
"Nice to have you Scarlet, can I call you that?" Scarlet nodded. "Okay great, so shall we get to work with your ideas?"
Another sharp and more enthusiastic nod came from the small girl as she leaned against the table, smirking and eyeing the crowd with narrowed eyes.
"Okay then, first of all, Kenny," the blonde looked to her and tilted his head cutely.
"Yeah?"
"How many people have you slept with?" Poppy asked, trying her best to pass off an innocent look.
He hummed, trapping his chin in between his thumb and forefinger. "Including you? 46 different people."
"W-what?" The redhead practically screamed, her face flushing dark crimson as everyone sent her odd looks. "We've never slept together Kenny!" Said teen frowned, his brows arching downwards as he slouched slightly. "But I've been sleeping with you for the last eight days."
"Well, y-yeah. But I meant, how many people have you had sex with?" Poppy just managed to stutter out, the blush on her face not fading in the slightest. He slammed his fist into the palm of his other hand, realisation lighting up his face.
"Ohh, then," he counted for a minute on his fingers before he came up with the number '33'. Nearly everyone sweatdropped when he added a half-hearted 'I think' on the end of his statement.
"And how many of them were guys?" Poppy inquired, finally recovering from the little scene.
"Hmm, about twenty?" He said without emotion in his voice, looking up at his pale skinned friend who simply nodded in approval.
"Okay, next would be for: Cartman, have you ever found a guy attractive, and if so - who they be?" The fat neo-nazi's head shot up and flushed cherry red. "I haf neva found eny bois attractive, jus' so you know!"
Poppy sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, knowing all too well that Eric Cartman was far too stubborn to back down about such a trivial matter. "Ohhkaay, then have you ever taken the 'Gay Porn Viagra Boner Challenge' and lost?"
The overweight brunette put up his fat finger to protest but Kyle cut him short. "Yes he's played but whether he lost or not is left unknown. You see, because he is so morbidly obese," he gestured to the folds of the other teen's stomach, "the bottom fold of fat hung too far over his genitalia, we were unable to tell if he had an erection or not... Basically - he's so fat, we couldn't tell."
Cartman frowned at that. "Hey, don' call me fat you fackin' Jew!"
Kyle mearly shrugged, knowing fully well that he had won that round. He sneakily high-fived Poppy behind the desk and cackled under his breath.
"Now, on to the dares!" Poppy proclaimed, making all the people in the room 'ooh' and 'ahh' dramatically. "Pip darling, come over here for a sec."
The young british boy turned towards his matched-race friend, smiling fondly. "Why certainly!" He totted over and bent over as to talk to the redhead face to face. "What can I do for you?"
"Beat up Principal Victoria." Scarlet answered for Poppy, still grinning evily from her place atop the desk. Pip didn't even bother acting shocked, he just simply salluted and marched off in the direction of South Park High.
Poppy shrugged and continued with the last dare, pulling a paper bag out from one of the shelves by the warm fireplace. She took the contense out and unfolded the fabrics. Holding them up so everyone could get a good look at them, she then threw them at her best blonde friend, telling him to put them on.
Once Kenny was fully clothed in some tan army pants, a murky white tee, with a jacket that matched the pants hanging over it, a long blonde beard and a (fake) bomb in one hand, he winked towards the chuckling audience and sat back down.
"So that went well?" Poppy quizzed Kyle, who was sat on her other side. He nodded and smiled, pointing to the remaining reviews and then his watch. "Oh yeah. Sorry Scarlet, it was awesome meeting you! But you've gotta go now."
"Naww, same here. Cya later! Thanks guys!" And with that said, Scarlet dissapeared into a scarlet (A/N: heh heh, mind the pun) 'poof' of smoke. Before the smoke had even faded, Poppy was already reading out the next review.
"This one's from XMistressChaosx, 'So, I loved it. XD Really good job, thanks for accepting my dares. Aww, I adore Stenny I really do. They are so adorable, sexy, hot, cute, and fluffy together. ^^ OK: Truths First, 1) This a question for the whole group; has anybody ever had a wet dream about Cartman? Be honest! 2) Who does everybody hate the most and why. 3) Does Kenny secretly hate Stan and Kyle for their reaction to his deaths and does he blame them, although they couldn't remember a thing? Dares, 1) Craig has to dress up in blue dress and every few minutes he has to yell that he's the prettiest bitch around. 2) I dare Cartman to do some real, hardworking exercise. 3) Red has to go to Mr. Harrison's house in her bra and underwear, knock his door and when he opens she has to act real slutty and say, "I'm ready for you to take me now. I am all prepared~." Someone has to go along with her to record it. 4) Token isn't going any love, so I dare him to kiss Clyde and cuddle him throughout the whole game. ;p I hope all of you South Park characters enjoy my dares and truths. Have fun~! Till Next Time, *Chaos' Mistress*' Ooh, hey guys! This is one of my best friends! So I'm gunna let her sit in this game 'kay?"
Without bothering to wait for answers, she clapped her hands and in a burst of crimson smoke, a really short girl with mocha skin, dark hair and eyes, and a bright smile was standing before them. She wore a pretty red and black stripey top, some dark green cargo pants and plain red flats.
"This is Cimone." Poppy introduced her warmly, motioning for her to come and sit beside her. Cimone did as asked and snuggled up by Kenny who happily basked in the joy of being squished between two pretty girls. "So let's get started on your dares, yeah?"
The dark brunette girl nodded and looked over to Eva who was happily observing, while sketching cute drawings in her pad. She waved the tall girl over and Eva slid across the floor, resting near Kenny, smiling sweetly at the three.
"Now, this one is for everyone: has anyone ever had a wet dream about Cartman? C'mon, be honest!" Poppy put her hands on her hips in that way only a girl (or extreamly camp man) can and raised an eyebrow at the others. A series of 'no's and disgusted sounds bounced off the walls of the room until one quiet and timid 'yes' was heard throughout the crowd. Everyone turned to Butters, quirking their eyebrows in sudden interest.
"O-only one time! Ohh hamburgers, what've you gotten yourself into this time Butters?" He muttered angrily to himself, a deep blush coating his already rather rosy cheeks and the tips of his ears.
Everyone just stared until Poppy let an awkward cough escape her lips and spoke up. "Moving swiftly on - another one for everybody, who does everyone hate in this room the most, and why?"
The ground all huddled together, Kenny not bothering to join in considering he was happy where he was. After a minute or so of quiet then loud then quiet again, bickering, they all turned around and said simultaniously: 'Justin Bieber'.
Cimone tilted her head in confusion. "But Justin Bieber isn't here?"
Craig simply answered the question by flipping her off with one hand and pointing to a restrained brunette chipmunkman in the corner who was desperatly trying to scream over the ball-gag in his mouth.
Not even attempting to hide the satanic grins from encasing their lips, the group of girls all chuckled demonically, Eva swallowing down a fit of laughter and Poppy, biting back a few tears of joy.
"Oh well, no harm done I guess." Poppy shrugged. "Kenny, do you secretly hate Stan and Kyle for their reactions to your deaths and do you blame them, although they couldn't remember a thing?"
Kenny looked at her with sad eyes. "No, of course I don't blame or hate Stan or Kyle or anyone. It just, happens. Circle of life and all that shit." He sighed. "But all that regeneration takes up so much time I could be spending with pretty ladies like you." He whispered to the three girls surrounding him, causing them all to blush and squeel.
"Eh hem. Next are the dares, first one's for Craig. Here," Poppy handed the raven haired teen a large bundle of sky blue which when unraveled, turned out to be a beautiful and quite frilly dress. He scowled at the article of clothing before doing the same to the redhead, flipping her the bird in the process. When Clyde had finally forced Craig into the dress, he frowned and glared, eyes full of pure unadultarated hate, at Poppy and Cimone.
"Now, every five minutes you've gotta shout 'I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!' Think you can do that?" Cimone asked, eyes shining with evil thoughts.
Craig bit back a retort and stood, not wanting to waste any more of his dignity in fighting the pair. "I-I... I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!"
Everyone clapped for him, suprised he actually did it. Once the clapping died down, a serious of laughing fits took its place. Craig sat back down, huffing as he wrestled with the poofy fabric of the underskirt that flew up when he sat down.
"Next one involves Cartman and exersize." An evil grin was placed upon everyone in the room's lips as they all stared at Cartman with one thing in mind: revenge.
About an hour of fat, sweaty, neo-nazi later, everyone took their places once more, their bodies still racking with laughter and tears spilling from at least half the contestant's eyes as silent or stangled cries of laughter escaped from their mouths. Cartman had to be rushed into hospital because he had a heart attack doing squat-thrusts. Now, if it were anyone else, it wouldn't be funny. But it was Cartman, so it was. The doctors said he'd be fine after some rest, so it's all good anyway.
"Phew, anyway, the next dare is for Red. You have to go to Mr. Harrison's house in your bra and underwear, knock his door and when he opens act real slutty and say, "I'm ready for you to take me now. I am all prepared." And Bebe has to go with you to record it, m'kay?"
Red got up without another word and stripped off her top and jeans, leaving the house in a black lacy bra and matching panties with Bebe hot on her trail, camera-phone in hand.
But as Poppy was about the read out the next dare, Pip burst through the door, pushing past the semi-naked girl on the way in. His clothes were covered in blood and his face was red from running, and the sound of police sirens could barely be heard in the distance. No one interigated him as he sat back down, regaining his composure.
"So, next one's for Token: go kiss Clyde and-"
"I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!"
"-And cuddle with him throughout the rest of this game." Poppy told him, giving him a fond smile as he leaned back, the back of his shoulders resting on the front of Clyde's (Clyde was sat behind him) and kissed his friend's lips, before shuffling back and resting in between his legs, Clyde then wrapping his arms around Token's torso and hugging him close.
"Aww, cute. And that's it from you, Cimone. So we've gotta move onto the next reviewer! Okay, so this one's from Crazy88inator, 'I dare craig and tweek to go make use of those condoms they bought XD. I dare kyle to tell stan how he really feels about him and for butters to beat cartman with a bat for 4 minutes all the while yelling wat hes always to tell him all these years :D i lso wanted to dare kenny to shave bebe bald and i dare poppy to transfer her powers as author to clyde (bring him back!) for 30 minutes'
"Okay cool, so, Craig-"
"I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!"
"...Yes, we know. Craig and Tweek, go to the back room and make good use of those 'marital aids' you two bought." Poppy said, watching with gleeful eyes as Craig stood up without hesitation at the thought of not only having his cute little Tweekers, but also getting out off that damned dress! He grabbed Tweek's wrist and dragged the twitching boy into the next room along, snatching the bag of 'marital aids' up as they went out.
"Have fun!" Eva called after them, waving. Craig flipped her off just before he walked through the door. Poppy giggled and carried on.
"Now, Kylie babe," the Jew turned from his previous conversation with Kenny and looked at his ginger friend with a waiting expression on his face, "tell Stanny here what you really think of him."
Kyle did a full 180 and faced his Super Best Friend. "I love you, bro." He stated simply, the same blank expression never leaving his face.
Stan chuckled. "You too, bro."
"That was boring." Cimone said simply. "Ah well, what's the next one?"
Just before Poppy was going to speak, a muffled 'I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!' sounded through the wall as a loud groan was heard along with it.
"Awkward much? Anywho, Butters, since Cartman is in hospital, I'm going to have to postpone your 'beating him with a baseball bat and telling him what you really think of him' until the next game I'm afraid."
Butters let out a saddened sigh and looked down at his shoes, his chance lost for now. Bebe walked back through the door, face pale while holding up the footage of Red. She mumbled something about him taking Red seriously and bad shit happening before stating that she didn't want to go any further into it.
"Okay. Now listen here reviewers: I'd much appreciate it if you didn't ask me to make people bald! So I'm giving Bebe a life-line here and saying that instead of Kyle shaving her entire head, just her eyebrows will surfice." Poppy looked pround with herself as Bebe's face softened into a 'this-torture-just-won't-end-and-I-really-don't-want-him-to-but-I-don't-wanna-be-bald-so-I'll-deal-with-it' look.
Kyle swiftly shaved off both of the blonde girl's eyebrows, apologising when finished. Bebe just sighed and gestured for the game to continue as she drew some new ones on with eyebrow pencial.
"Damnit!" Poppy exclaimed, forest coloured eyes scanning the last dare from 'Crazy'. "Clyde, I'm hanging my author powers over to you for the next half an hour of this game."
Clyde beamed as the redhead clapped, a lightbeam shooting from her to Clyde. She sighed and slouched on Kenny, muttering that it would be the longest half an hour of her life.
She picked up the next piece of paper and was ready to go when Craig and Tweek walked in together both panting and holding hands.
"I'm the p-prettiest bitch a-around," Craig muttered, clad in only his boxers, apparently desiding it wasn't worth trying to get back into the dress.
"Ohhhkaaaaaaaay, so the next reviewer is AllieHasStyle and she says: 'I dare Craig to get in a debate about who-the-hell-knows. I dare Tweek to drink LOTS of coffee before smexiness in the bedroom with Craig. I dare Gregory to steal Christophes cigarettes and willing take punishment. I dare Cartman to read Kyman yaoi and 'wrestle' with Kyle after. Eva: If you HAD to have hot steamy smex with 1 person in the room, who would it be? Poppy: Switch clothes with Kenny... in the same room.' You heard her Craig, debate, now."
He sighed and leaned against the doorframe, letting Tweek scurry off to the sofa and folding his arms before starting. "Y'know I heard the other day that the world's gunna end in 2012, but who-the-hell-knows? And why the fuck do they know? No one else fucking does! And then I read online that gingers are gunna go extinct over the next 30 years. But who-the-hell-knows? The fucking scientists? What d'they do? Test sperm? Ew, that's fucking gross! Why would they do that shit? I'd love to beat those fucking scientists upside the head with a fucking baseball bat - that would make me sooooooo happy. And who-the-hell-knows if that shitty information is real anyway? I mean, for fuck's sake! Testing jizz isn't enough to base a whole fucking extinction theory on! Fuck, I mean: who-the-hell-knows!" He was huffing in breaths when he'd finished, physically unable to get any more out in one breath.
Everyone just sat in silence as they watched Craig with blank expressions but amusement in their eyes. He walked into the room and was about to sit down when Poppy chucked a box of condoms at him. "Go and make smexiness in the next room with Tweek... Again."
Craig, still panting, stood and walked out of the room, obviously not going to let such an oppertunity pass. Tweek quivered and sighed, walking out again also.
Poppy turned to Mole and smirked, gesturing for the boy at his side to come over. When there, she whispered into his ear. He visablly paled before walking back to Mole and snatching away his last cigarette and stomping it out. But before the frenchman could retaliate, Gregory bent over, looking over his shoulder and muttering 'punish me' in a low, husky tone, cheeks flushing acordingly.
Mole stopped in his tracks, mouth agape and flushed. He muttered obsanitied under his breath and stormed out off the room, leaving a now rather thankful Gregory to stand up straight.
"Hmm, since Cartman isn't here, Kyle, your dare with him is again, postponed to the next game. Eva," the red haired teen adressed her brunette friend, "if you had to have hot, steamy sex with one person in this room, who'd it be?"
Eva turned bright scarlet before opening her mouth to speak when two voices cut her off.
"I'M THE PRETTIEST BITCH AROUND!" From the next room.
"Ooh, ooh! Is it me? It's me isn't it?" From Kenny who say cross leg'd like a child, flailing one arm in the air.
Not entirely sure if her voice would fail her, she took to nodding at the blonde's words, not really knowing anyone else terribly well.
"Aww," Kenny pouted, "that's too bad 'cos my heart already belongs to someone esle. Sorry Eeba."
"Oh? And who would that be?" Poppy asked, smirking at her best friend. She began to stip out off her jacket, letting it drop to the ground beside her. Kenny blushed and looked away.
"N-no one."
Poppy laughed before telling Kenny the dare. They both stood and stripped off down to their underwear, handing eachother their clothes, both blushing a little at having everyone seeing them semi-naked. Once they were dressed in the other's clothing they sat back in their seets, Poppy trying to work her way around the stupidly thick parka while Kenny fiddled with the blue 'BITE ME' top he was being forced to wear along with a pair of dark denim skinny jeans.
"Okay, the next one's from SparklesMakeMeHappy, 'This is amazing XD Kay, first things first… Bring me into the story? Please? My name's Sarah, I have blonde hair, and hazel eyes. I'm 130 pounds (shh don't tell nobody!) and that's about it. You can dress me in whatever you like ;) andd… give me some sexy time with Tweek, Craig, or Kenny. I don't care which one, as long as I get my sexy time XD Truth… F*ck, marry, throw of a cliff. Craig has to tell us which 3 people that he would choose ;) Clyde has to tell us if he's straight, gay, bi, or asexual. Pip has to tell us whether he's a virgin or not. Ahhh, now the fun part. Dare… I dare Stan to sing "It's ok to be gay" by Tomboy, while wearing a frilly dress :D I dare Butters to lick the ground… five times. I dare Cartman to admit that he's "white trash, and he's in trouble". XD I dare Kyle to shave his head, and give his hair to Eva as a "present". I dare Kenny to masturbate. In front of EVERYONE. I dare Craig and Tweek to "get it on". I dare Token to buy clothes at J-Mart. I dare Tweek to "talk dirty" to his grandma over the phone. I dare Kyle to eat a banana. Hmmm… I'm done XD' This is obscenely long. Oh well, let's be quick. Clyde! Clap your hands!"
Clyde did as told, a 'poof' of coal black smoke appearing, leaving a tall blonde girl with hazel eyes in its place. Her shirt was pure white with the words 'YOUR MOM' printed on it in big, black lettering. She had plain baggy jeans on as well as some thick army boots.
She wiggled his fingers at the crowd in what seemed to be a greeting before speaking up. "Hey there, I'm Sarah."
"Hi Sarah. Listen, we're gunna have to rush this bit if we wanna fit it all in, is that okay?" Poppy asked, looking a little unsure. Sarah nodded, sitting on the chair next to the fireplace. "Okay, awesome. So firstly, since Craig's with Tweek, Kenny, go make-out with Sarah for a minute and a half."
Knowing they were almost out off time, Kenny went over with no objections and leaned in, capturing the blonde girl's lips in his. When their time was up, he sat back down and the game continued. Craig and Tweek walked back in - yet again - and sat down alongside Stan, Craig muttering that he was (still) the prettiest bitch around as he took his seat.
"Ah, Craig! Perfect timing! Fuck, marry or throw off a cliff, pick three people in this room that'd you choose."
"Fuck: Stan. Marry: Tweek. Throw off a cliff: Justin Bieber." He pointed to the far corner where said chipmunkboy was trying to worm his way out off his restraints and failing miserably.
"Okay, Clyde, what is your sextual orientation?"
"Straight with acceptions," he said sweetly, cuddling Token a little but harder as he spoke.
"Pip - you virgin?"
"Not if Damien here had his way," Pip scoweld towards the satanist to prove his point.
"Stan, sing 'It's Okay To Be Gay' by Tomboy in a frilly dress - go!"
Stan shot up, shrugging into the dress Craig had worn previously. "It's okay to be gay, let's rejoice with the boys, in the gay way! Hooray for the kind of man that you will find in the gay way!" He finished the song and took a bow, the crowd erupting into cheers as he ponked back down, attepmting in vain to get out off the dress.
"Do I even wanna know how you know all the words? Actually - forget I said anything. Moving on, Butters, lick the ground five times."
Butters got on his hands and knees, and licked the floor. Complaining it tasted like dead dirtbunnies and lost hope, he licked it four more times before sitting back up and wiping the fuzzy remains off of his tongue.
"Cartman's not here, next round... I don't want Kyle to shave his hair." Poppy turned to Sarah. "No offence Sarah. but I love his Jew-fro. So instead, shave off your pubes and give them to Eva as a 'present'."
"What?" Both Eva and Kyle shouted.
"Guuyyysss! We don't have time to argue, hurry up and shave your balls boy!" Poppy hollared, passing the Jew a razor. He sighed sadly and did as instructed. When he was done, he handed them to the tall brunette who stared at them in utter disgust. Shaking them into a nearby bin and shuddering, she pulled out a bottle of hand-sanitizer and proceeded to cleanse her hands of any ginger-pube germs.
"Now, Kenny, masturbate in front of everyone." Poppy muttered, turning scarlett. She turned to Sarah once more. "Your sick."
Sarah smirked and shrugged.
About ten minutes of uncensored McCormick masturbating later, he went off to the bathroom to get 'cleaned up' and the game continued with now hot and flustered players.
"Craig and Tweek - go get it on... AGAIN." Poppy happily ordered, this time reciving no sort of complaint from either party as they skipped into the next room, obviously 'affected' by the previous dare.
"Token, here's some money - go buy clothes at J-Mart." The redhead handed him the money, his jaw slack as he tried to make scence of her words. Clyde pushed him onto his feat and through the door. Clyde then popped his head back in and informed the other that he'd go with him to make sure he didn't flake.
"Tweek's 'busy', so we'll save that for the next game, and finally Kyle - eat this bannana." Kyle took the bannana off his friend and peeled it, slipping it into his mouth before taking a huge bite, finishing off the thing within two more bites.(A/N: nom nom nom!)
"Only three more," Poppy huffed. She checked the time on Kyle's watch and smiled. At least she had her powers back. She waved goodbye to Sarah, who waved back sweetly and clapped her hands, the blonde girl vanishing into a pale purple cloud of smoke. "This one's from WillowwindWillowpower, 'Hey there!I love this story!I love dare stories,and I ADORE South Park(I LOVE YOU BUTTERS!).My dare is for Kenny and Poppy.I dare Poppy to take Kenny to a lame chick-flick,and Kenny can't leave for anything!And for every complaint from either party means that the complainer has to be spanked by the the story (and Butters).' Hmm, okay. C'mon Kenny let's go. Be back in an hour and a half guys!"
Poppy and Kenny left and went to the cinema, seeing Red walking past with a bottle of booze and leaning on a tierd looking Clyde for support while Token weeped into his other shoulder. She sent him a sympathetic smile and walked through the cinema doors with her blonde friend. Poppy got them tickets for 'Titanic' and as they settled into their seats, a mumbled 'I love this film!' was heard from the McCormick boy.
Half an hour into the film, Kenny was already sobbing into Poppy's shoulder.
"Th-they're so in l-love! It's beautiful! Why can't every couple be like them?"
Another hour passed, and as the ending credits rolled across the screen and people began to leave, both parties were crying uncontrollably and clutching onto eachother for dear life.
"It's. So. Sad!" Poppy wailed, Kenny only nodding in reply.
The end scores were: Poppy - 1 and Kenny - 6.
They walked back to the house together, Poppy clinging to Kenny's arm, still weeping away. Kenny had long since regained his composure by the time they got back, but Poppy had cried fourteen times on the way back alone.
"So, who's spanking who?" Kyle asked, looking up from the conversation he'd been having with Clyde as he tried to cheer up his black friend. Kenny bent over, just to prove a point. Poppy made haste in slapping the blonde's ass six times before he could stand back up, him giving hers a gentle pinch in return as they settled back down.
"Fun dare. Now, the next one's from John-117sp, 'I dare Cartman to eat spinach. I dare Kenny to kiss Wendy for 30 seconds.' Okay, Cartman can have his spinach when he gets out of A&E, but for now, Kenny, go kiss Wendy for half a minute." Poppy said, wiping the quickly drying streaks of tears from her face.
Kenny leaned over to Wendy and captured her lips in a quick, half a minute kiss before resuming his previous position.
"demoncookie8D wants Kyle to eat a sock. Go!" Poppy comanded, handing the ginger Jew a rancid sock. He swallowed the whole thing in one, shortly after vomiting it back up over Justin Bieber. That sure stopped him from trying to escape!
"Last review of this game." A few 'aww's resounded from the audiance as Poppy continued. "It's from LoveHateDrama, 'LMAO. That was awesome..ok i got some more. 1.) i dare cartman to give kyle a lap dance! 2.) i dare poppy to eat some cheesy poofs in front of cartman but not let him have any 3.) i dare damien to light someone on fire 4.) i dare someone to give cartman a full body massage! Mwahaha 5.) i dare token to rap! Lol Truth: 1.) cartman tells about the most fucked up dream he's ever had 2.) wendy tells who her last crush is/was' Okay cool, but 'cos Cartman still isn't back, 1, 2, 4 and 1 are all postponed. Sorry 'Drama'. So, Damien, will you do us the honors of lighting someone in hear on fire?"
"Certainly," he said, his crimson eyes lighting up with the idea of causing arson. He snapped his fingers, Poppy looking on with envy, and Justin Bieber went up in a vomity haze of flames. (A/N: lol)
"Awesome, now that the trash's been taken car of - Token, do a little rap for us!"
"Umm, okay. I bought clothes from J-mart, worst day ever, never thought I'd sink so low, well maybe in limbo, and now ive gotta burn 'em, what a draaaagggg!"
"...Nice. Now lastly, Wendy, tell us who your crushing on." Wendy looked over from her spot on the sofa by Bebe and blushed, pointing to the girl sat beside her. "Don't worry - I don't judge.
"Anywho, so that concludes Game 2! Yay! This was an uber success and I'd like to thank all my reviewers. Hope it met your expectation guys!" Poppy smiled.
After everyone had left, Kenny sat with Poppy snuggled up to his front, Eva on his left and Cimone on his right. He sighed contently and stroked the redhead's hair.
"That was fun," he said, a satisfied tone to his voice. The girls simply hummed in return. "Sooo, you girl up for an o-"
"No Kenny." They all said at once.
"Damni-"
"I'm the prettiest bitch around."
A/N: YAY! Game 2 is UP! xD Hope you LOVED :) Thanks to all those who reviewed - your the ones that make this fic happen ^^ Sorry about any grammer or spelling mistakes - I suck. ^^; Anywho, REVIEW REVIWE REVIWE! Poppy :)