The Moonlarks

Truth or dare and a mysterious pillow fight

Warning: swearing  

"Ok Sophie" Ryan said. "TRUTH OR DARE!!" Sophie looked like she was in deep thought. "Um...dare!" She replied. "Ok, um, I dare you to..." Ryan started. "Oh! Oh! I know!" "What is it?" Callan pressed. Ryan whispered it into his ear and Callan exclaimed, "OH MY GOD THAT'S SUCH A GOOD IDEA!!!!"

"Ok, Sophie, I dare you to KISS FITZ VACKER!!!" Ryan announced. Both Fitz and Sophie's cheeks turned red from embarrassment.

"If you want to decline the dare you have to take off one piece of clothing," Callan added with a grin. For some reason Callan looked kinda eager to see this outcome. If only Thomas were here Callan transmitted to me.

Yeah, it would be absolute chaos. I transmitted back. I looked back up at everyone to see that Sophie had taken off her sock, and she was asking Ryan, "Truth or Dare?" "Dare." He replied confidently.

"I dare you..." she thought for a second. "I dare you to dump a trash bin over your head!" After Sophie said this, Ryan reluctantly walked over to Fitz's trash bin against the side of his desk, and poured it on himself.

Thankfully for him, it was mostly just paper and colorful candy wrappers. Once he cleaned it all up and sat back down, he asked, "Keefe, truth or dare." "Dare!" He replied eagerly.

Ryan thought about for a moment before Callan whispered in his ear. Ryan's smile lit up mischievously and he said "I dare you to be Sophie's pet for the next five minutes!"

"Aww, really." Keefe whined. It was particularly funny when he went over to Sophie on his hands and knees, then Sophie started to pet him and messed up his hair. Keefe just growled like an angry dog.

As soon as the five minutes were up, (Mia timed it on her phone), Keefe went back over to his spot, and looked around the room quietly. I shifted my position on the edge of the bed.

"Ok," Keefe started, then focused his gaze on Fitz."truth or dare, Fitz?" "Umm... dare." He responded, shifting uncomfortably. "I dare you to..." Keefe sat and thought again.

"I dare you to let me draw anything on your face." He said. "Oh, no." Fitz responded, as Keefe got back up and went over to Fitz's desk, opening a draw and pulling out a black marker.

The first thing that he did was draw a mustache, curling at the ends. Then he drew round glasses around his eyes. After adding a couple other things, he declared he was done.

After about an hour of weird dares, everyone had no socks on, which was about the only thing that they could take off.

"Uhhh... so, what now?" Ryan asked. "Hmm," Sophie said. "What about we.... HAVE A PILLOW FIGHT!" "Uuuuuugh" Ryan replied. "Fine." Sophie grinned and grabbed a pillow, as everyone went to a corner of the room. "Ok 3... 2... 1... PILLOW FIGHT!!!!!" I screamed.

After that was a blur of chaos and feathers. I looked around the room for Callan. He was in the corner fighting off Fitz. I made my way over to them, and started whacking Fitz with my pillow. He eventually backed away and I joined Callan. "Truce?" I asked. "Sure." He replied, looking around the room to see if anyone was coming.

As soon as he looked away, Ryan jumped at us and started whacking. Me and Callan tried to drive him away but he kept at it. Callan suddenly yelled, "CAN WE USE OUR SPECIAL ABILITIES?" Sophie nodded in reply.

"Ok..."Ryan said. He rushed out of the room, then we all started fighting again. I heard a voice in my head. It was Callan. Ok, what's the plan? He transmitted.

I scanned the room. Me and Callan were in the corner near the closet, Sophie and Fitz were fighting on the bed, Keefe was fighting Robin near the desk, and Biana was attacking everyone at different times.