My Creations; Your Torture (Discontinued)

Dare #1

Suggested by AllTheFeelsLoveMe

I take Slate by the arm and pull him into an empty room. I slam the door and turn to face the startled boy.

"Mystic what is this about?! You haven't been acting right." He sat down on my rocky bed and patted next to him, signaling me to sit down.

I settled next to him, turning to face his shockingly blue eyes, "Slate... you know I love you and all of my creations... right?"

He looked down at me, unable to see me without bending his thin neck, "You made us everything we are..." he broke his gaze from mine, looking straight at his pale hands, "You're my closest friend, I trust what you do to us. I know you're going to do something to one of us once in a while, but you made us a book we can live in forever and we owe you everything for that."

I rubbed the back of my neck, hoping he would feel the same way when I broke the news, "About the book..." my voice trailed off.

Slate turned to me sharply, his black hair following close behind his head, "What about it?"

"Well... I kinda sorta maybe got an itty bitty request..."

He jumped from the bed, turning to face me and looking at me with a deep fear, "From who?"

I looked away from his intense eyes, "Feels,"

I saw his shoulders relax and his eyes became more gentle, "She's a good reader. And she does tend to follow our stories better than almost anyone else."

I nodded, "She's a great friend."

He offered me his hand and lifted me to my feet, "Then why are you so upset?"

I walked out of the room, motioning for him to follow.

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I had Ashlie, Alex, and Slate following close behind as I walked into an empty room.

"Mystic you'd better not be doing anything we will regret." Alex whispered in my ear as I led them to a wall.

"I won't regret it." I replied. With a nod of my head a chair appeared at the corner of the room.

"Wow I didn't know you could do that!" Ashlie said as she and Slate walked up behind us.

"Sit down Alex, I have something for you." I looked away, hoping they didn't see the fear in my eyes.

Alex sat down on the wooden chair, tracing his fingers over the engravings, "You really know how to overdo it, Mystic."

I smiled at him, pleased he hadn't seen the plan.

"Oooh could you give him ice cream?!" Ashlie gasped as she saw her brother in the chair.

A grin spread across my face, "You can all have ice cream if you do me a favor."

Ashlie leaned over eagerly as I whispered in her ear. She blushed as I told her what was going on.

With a nod she stepped back and took Slate by the hand, leading him away from Alex.

"What's going on?" Alex asked with concern.

I turned away from him, flicking my devilish tail towards him as I did.

Without warning, Alex was tied to the chair. I made sure he was comfortable, but it's hard when the victim is tied to a wooden chair watching as his sister and boyfriend walk to the other side of the room.

Ashlie took Slate by the chin and kissed his lips.

It was nothing but a peck, but it still took him by surprise.

I heard Alex gasp in shock at the sight, and I found myself smiling like an idiot.

It lasted for only a moment, but it felt like much longer.

Ashlie broke away from Slate and walked straight out of the room, attempting to hide an angry blush.

I walked up to Slate and handed him a tub of cookie dough ice cream with two spoons, "Don't waist it." I shoved it in his hand and walked out of the room after Ashlie.

With a snap of my fingers a second tub appeared in my hand. I set it in her lap.

She was starring at a wall blankly, her mouth gaping open.

Even though I was younger than her, I felt bad I had made her do that.

I scooped a spoon full of the (heavenly) mudslide ice cream and put it in her mouth, "If you don't eat it I will."

She looked up at me as she chewed the ice cream. After she swallowed she mumbled to me, "Feels made me do this?"

I nodded quietly, thanking heaven that Feels wasn't around to see the confusion in Ashlie's eyes.

She looked into my black eyes and smiled, "She's my kind of girl."

I laughed, "Please don't tell me kissing Slate turned you into a lesbian!"

We both laughed, eating ice cream in the Endless Hall.