WoF Truth or Dare: Ultimate Chaos Edition

Dusky X Freedom

Loudspeakers: We have a dare for Dusky and Freedom! You two have to go on a date together!

Freedom: What?!? But I'm WAY too young! I mean, I'm actually like 5,000 years old, but still!

Dusky's mom: Dusky's far too young to be dating! He's not allowed to until he's 6!

Loudspeakers: Would you rather he was squished with an anvil?

Dusky's mom:

Freedom: Ughh, FINE.

(She and Dusky are transported to a booth in a fancy restaurant. The restaurant has the same indestructible walls as the giant room but it looks nicer.)

Freedom:

Dusky:

Freedom:

Dusky:

Freedom: So, um, what do people normally do on dates?

Dusky: Uh... Talk, I guess.

Freedom: Okay, then. How are you doing?

Dusky: Um... I'm good. What about you?

Freedom: Yeah, I'm fine too. Or, at least, I was, until I was teleported into this crazy alternate dimension.

Dusky: What do you know, me too!

(A waiter comes and gives them menus)

Waiter: What can I get you to drink?

Dusky: I'd like a juice box, please.

Freedom: ALCOHOL.

Waiter: *frowns* You'll have to prove that you're over 8 for that...

Freedom: BRO I AM LITERALLY LIKE 5,000 YEARS OLD AND I CAN KICK YOUR BUTT SO GIVE ME MY ALCOHOL.

Waiter: *Minecraft villager noises*

Waiter: All right. I'll be back in a few minutes. *leaves*

Dusky: So, what are you going to get to eat?

Freedom: *shrugs* I don't know what would taste good.

Waiter: *comes in and gives Dusky a juice box and Freedom a bottle of white wine* We are able to prepare every meal that could possibly exist, so order whatever you want.

Freedom: WHATEVER WE WANT?!?!?!?!?! *starts flipping through the menu, eagerly reading all the items*

Waiter: Let me know when you're ready to order.

Dusky: Actually, I'm ready. Could I have banana and rice pudding, please?

Freedom: I want a small plate of *lists several dozen meals*

Waiter: I'll go get that for you. *walks away*

(They wait a couple minutes. Dusky drinks his juice box and Freedom chugs her wine straight from the bottle.)

Freedom: Yo, I just realized... who's going to pay for all this?

*moment of realization*

Waiter: *putting different plates on the table* Since we're fictional, everything is automatically paid for.

Dusky: *lets out breath of relief* Oh, that's good! I don't have any money.

Waiter: No tip then, I guess. *finishes serving and leaves*

Freedom: *already gobbling up her popcorn shrimp* THIS IS DELICIOUS

Dusky: *takes a bite of banana and rice pudding* You're right! This must be the best restaurant in the whole world!

(An hour later, when they've finished all the food)

Freedom: That was so good! I'm stuffed!

Dusky: Yeah! So, what do you want to do now?

Freedom: Let's order dessert!

Dusky: *confused* But... you just said you're stuffed!

Freedom: So? *starts reading the dessert menu, which has conveniently appeared on the table*

Waiter: *comes and clears the plates* Is there anything else I can get you?

Freedom: *reads practically the whole list of desserts* ...another juice box for Dusky, and more alcohol for me.

Waiter: *sighs* What kind do you want this time? *hands Dusky a juice box*

Freedom: The other color of wine.

Waiter: *walks away, mumbling something about underage drinking*

(The dessert arrives and they start eating it)

Dusky: I kinda want to go back now. How do we do that?

Waiter, who happens to be passing by: According to the rules, there has to be a kiss before the date ends.

Freedom: The RULES!?!?!?! Oh, COME ON!

Waiter: Please keep in mind that we can still smoosh you with an anvil.

(They look up and see the chandelier, which is just an anvil with candles on it)

Freedom: *growls under her breath* Stupid truth or dare...

Freedom: *quickly kisses Dusky on the cheek, then wipes her lips on the tablecloth* Can we go now? Also, can we have, like, a takeout truck?

Waiter: That can be arranged. *goes, gets a truck, and backs it up to the table*

(All three of them lift one side of the table and dump the desserts into the truck. They are teleported back to the arena.)

Waiter: *unloads the truck's contents onto a picnic blanket* Have a nice day. *leaves through the NPC trapdoor, which appears on the floor*

Dusky and Freedom: *have a picnic*

Loudspeakers: Looks like they're back! That means we can move on to our next dare, which is for Cottonmouth! Stay tuned for more absolute chaos!