Ask or Dare the Creepypastas!

Dare for All

Nova: *Sitting infront of Slenderman and Splendorman with BuleleiValenzuela* Alright, so you have to switch mansions. 

Slenderman: WHAT?!?!!

BuleleiValenzuela: It's only for one turn.

Splendorman: Brother!! We should do it!

Slenderman: Absolutely not!

He ended up doing it.

All of the pastas walked around Splendor's mansion, many of them snooping through his proxy's stuff. They were kind of jealous of how pretty his mansion was. Since Splendor doesn't kill and his proxies just hang around unless they have something to do, they have a lot of spare time to make things look nice. Not to mention that his proxies aren't chaotic bastards that love to destroy things(we love the pastas here, folks, but we know it's true). Many tried to respect their stuff, but there were those who did not.

They found the food, and all hell broke loose. They had their fight and at the end of it, food caked pretty much everything and everyone. Slender demanded that they clean it up, but alas, the timer ran out and they were to go back in a moment. 

The asker and author returned to the Slender mansion after sitting on top of the chandelier and drinking warm drinks.

When everyone got back to the mansion it was strange. Things were clean. Slender almost went into cardiac arrest then and there but he doesn't have a human heart so he did not. The furniture was replaced with nice, new furniture, the walls weren't caked in food, dirt, blood, and anything else. The windows were clean, the ceilings had been dusted, etc, etc.

All of the pastas were forced to go back to the Splendor mansion and clean. Actually clean. There were many complaints, but the job was done.

The author and asker sat on top of the chandelier watching them all clean once again.

Nova: I hope this turned out as you hoped!