Armadillo: What is this thing?
Dawn: I dunno.
*The kids stared at a giant metal gauntlet with jewels in it*
Vanilla: It seems we have required a giant glove, should we wear it?
Armadillo: No way! We don't know if it's dangerous, and besides, it's way too big for us--
Dawn: I got it on!
Armadillo: What?
*They turned and saw Dawn wearing the gauntlet, and it was a perfect fit*
Armadillo: How do you manage that?
Dawn: It just shrank when I slipped my talon in it.
Armadillo: Cool!
Vanilla: Does it do anything else?
Dawn: Let me see...
*She tried snapping her claws, and bubbles appeared in the air*
Dawn: BUBBLES!
Armadillo: Awesome! I want a turn!
Vanilla: I wish to go next.
Meanwhile:
Winter: Hey, Qibli, have you seen the kids--
*Winter paused, when he saw Qibli laying on the ground, in pain*
Winter: Qibli!
*Winter ran forward, and held the SandWing in his arms*
Qibli: Winter....
Qibli: ....I don't feel so good.
Winter: What's wrong?
Qibli: I...
Winter: ...
Qibli: I left my sandwich on the counter! Now, it's gone!
Winter: *drops him*
Qibli: Ow!
Winter: Is that fucking it? I thought you were hurt!
Qibli: You don't understand! Not only is my perfect sandwich gone, it disintegrated before my eyes!
Winter: I don't give a-- Wait. Did you just say it disintegrated?
*BOOM!*
Dawn: Oops!
Winter: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
Qibli: THE KIDS!
*The two rushed to the kids bedroom. They barged in, and saw a massive hole in the roof*
Winter: What the hell happened here!?
Dawn: Nothing!
Vanilla: Nothing but quality time with siblings.
Qibli: Is that so?
Dawn: Yeah.
Vanilla: Of course.
Armadillo: ...
Winter: You have something to say, Armie?
Armadillo: ...WE ACCIDENTALLY BLEW UP THE ROOF WITH A WEIRD METAL GLOVE--
Dawn: Dang it! Armadillo!
Vanilla: Traitor!
Armadillo: I'm sorry!
Winter: OK, where is this weird metal glove now?
*Armadillo turned around, and dragged something heavy from out of the bed. Winter and Qibli looked at it in shock*
Winter: Oh man, not that piece of shit again.
Qibli: What do we do with it?
Winter: Only one thing to do...
Later:
*in a dark stormy day, the family stood on a ledge, Winter holding the gauntlet over the edge*
Winter: Say goodbye to your dangerous toy, kids.
Vanilla: Goodbye, Murder Glove.
Winter: OK... *drops gauntlet*
*it fell the whole way, and the family was about to turn back, when--*
Clay: Hey! Is this your glove? It fell on my head!
Winter: What the-- Clay! What are you doing down there!?
Clay: I was hunting! You want your glove back?
Winter: Hell no! Throw it away!
Clay: Are you sure?...it looks really expensive!
Winter: Yes, I'm fucking sure! Get rid of that thing!
Clay: OK, I'll just sell it--
Winter: NO!
Clay: But, you told me to get rid of it!
Winter: Not like that! Bury it, or something!
Clay: But it will rust--
Winter: I DON'T FUCKING CARE!
Clay: Oh...OK.
Winter: Three moons...
Clay: Should I give it to the orphans?
Winter: OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE!
YOU ARE READING
Ask/Dare Winter 2!
HumorThis a continuation of my first Ask/Dare book, so you might want to the read first one to get a better understanding of this one. You know the drill, ask or dare Winter anything! (Current cover might be temporary, and this book will include heavy s...
