Slade POV

Jack sat back down at the table, glaring at his sister. My brother, was pressing me into speaking. "Slade. What is it? You held back before in the car, you can tell me." I again, waved him off.

"Let. It. Go." I respond sharply. "It's nothing. To get. Worked over about. So calm down." Coen rolls his eyes but stops interrogating me, now humming the tune of 'Let It Go' from Frozen. I glare at him. "Really? Anyway, Aria! Truth or dare?"

"Uh-uh, dare!" She responds frantically. I stroke my chin in a knowingly way.

"I dare you to do truth!" I say, pointing at her.

"Fine, truth." She holds up her hands in surrender. I sit down, hands on my knees.

"I want to know what you honestly think about about me."

"Oh, she's the first to do a truth of us three." Comments Jack.

"Yeah, Slade only does truths." Coen says behind me. I lower my upper body backwards so I look at my brother.

"You only do dares. Besides, it's not your turn to pose questions!" I say. "Aria. Answer please."

"You seem pretty cool, and honestly, I do think your kind of cute..." She says, unsure. I raise an eyebrow at to ask 'Really??' but lower it once I realise she can't see my facial features that well.

"Slade, truth or d-" starts Coen.

"Dare." I interrupt. "Just do a dare, I can tell you want me to."

"Slade, I dare you to... Uhh..."

"Throw an ice-cube at you? Because it'll be the strongest ice-cube throw that's ever been thrown at you by a mini giant!" Coen holds up his hand as to silence me.

"I've never interacted with a human or mini giant before, let alone have them throw an ice-cube at me. So I won't know if this will be the hardest."

"But it'll be the hardest so far!" I yell, grinning evilly.

Coen POV

"I dare you to cover yourself in this! You know, as payback." I responds, squirting tomato sauce onto my finger and grabbing a napkin. Slade sticks his left hand into the paste and brings back a large bit. He dips his right index and middle finger into it and paints a red oval on right side of his forehead. He then proceeds to cover him self in spots with the sauce, making it look like he's bleeding. He then turns to face me, before falling over and groaning. I can tell he's faking it, but it looks like he's dying. I hand him the napkin. "Here, clean yourself off." He quickly jumps and and grabs...

...my thumb. He pulls it down and rubs the paste off onto me, smudging his own artwork. I pull my hand back and starting wiping Slade. "For a 15 year old, you can sometimes act like your 3." I remark. Slade just grins.

"For a 12 year old, you can be oblivious." He points to my thumb. "I got it all over you." I sigh when I realise, I do in fact, have tomato sauce smeared on my thumb. It's later on when we finally finish our game.

"Well, night. We're going back home." Jack says, yawning.

"Thanks for having us, bye." Aria adds.

"Bye Jack, bye Aria. It was nice to meet you." I say.

"BYE JACK!!! BYE ARIA!!! SEE YOU GUYS LATER!!! COME AGAIN SOON!!! YEAH, YEAH, COME BACK!!! BYE BYEEEE!!!" Yells Slade, sending us all into silence with his sudden burst of energy. As soon as the door closes, Slade collapses. "Night bro, I'm going to sleep." I roll my eyes and pick up Slade, resting him on my hand. I lift up the roof of his house and place him on his bed.

"Night brother. It was nice to meet you." I say softly to him, before changing into my pyjamas and going to bed.