*In the town of Possibility, in a fancy restaurant*
Winter: Wow. I can't believe you got us a seating here.
Qibli: Well, anything for you.
Winter: Ooh~ I'm liking this side of you.
Waiter: You table is this way, sirs.
*They followed the waiter to the back of the restaurant*
Qibli: I made sure our table is somewhere private.
Winter: Oh Qibli, this is so romantic-- WHAT THE FUCK?
*At the table, Umber and Shrapnel were already sitting there*
Umber: Hi! Glad you made it!
Qibli: Surprise! It's a double date!
Winter: Qibli, are you shitting me?
Qibli: C'mon! *drags him towards table*
Winter: Hmph! >:[
*Qibli and Winter, and Shrapnel and Umber sat together. An air of awkwardness filled the air*
Shrapnel: Uh, so--
Winter: Fuck you.
Shrapnel: I didn't finish my sentence!
Qibli: Don't mind him, he's just grumpy.
Umber: It's alright, let's just enjoy this night while we can.
Winter: Fine! I'll try.
Winter: ....where's my fries?
Umber: Um, you mean the fries that were in the middle of the table?
Winter: Yes.
Umber: I think I ate them, weren't they for the table?
Winter: No, the fuck they weren't, I ordered them.
Umber: Sorry, I just thought since it was placed in the middle, it was for everyone.
Winter: And you proceeded to eat them all!? If I could reach over this table, I would--
Shrapnel: Winter, please reserve your threats at home.
Winter: It's not my fault! Your chubby hubby ate all my goddamn fries!
Qibli: Winter, relax. I'll order you some more fries.
Winter: Fine...
Qibli: I'm sorry about him, Shrapnel.
Shrapnel: It's OK, I'm sorry about Umber, he sure has a MudWing appetite.
Qibli: Well, just be glad we're the responsible ones here.
Shrapnel: Yep.
*suddenly, music played, and the waiter walked into the center of the room*
Waiter: Everyone! It is time for our annual Dance Off! Those who are brave enough, step forward!
Qibli: That looks cool! Wanna try, Winter?
Winter: Nah.
Qibli: OK, what about you, Shrapnel? You dance?
Shrapnel: *shrugs* I'll take it or leave it.
Qibli: Well, let's see who's better.
Shrapnel: Is that really necessary?
Qibli: Oh, is someone chicken?
Shrapnel: *rolls eyes* Very mature--
Qibli: *chicken noises*
Shrapnel: Not funny.
Qibli: *chicken noises*
Shrapnel: I'm not giving in.
Qibli: *bark! bark!*
Shrapnel: Why are you making dog sounds, now?
Qibli: Cuz' you're a little bitch.
Shrapnel: That's it! Let's do this!
*They headed towards the dancefloor, and danced to the music. It was only minutes later, when Qibli was out of breath*
Shrapnel: You OK?
Qibli: Yeah, just let me take a breather, and I'll beat ya--
Qibli: *faints*
Shrapnel: Ah! Someone get some water please!
Winter: Well, that's embarrassing.
Umber: *munch munch* Yep.
Winter: Are you eating my replacement fries!?
Umber: ....probably.
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Ask/Dare Winter 2!
ComédieThis 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...
