After Sean recuperated from his. . . . experience, he laid on his back on the floor, waiting for the game to start again.

'The next fucking time I get spun on, I'm fucking passing'

Mark was in the kitchen, begging Dark to unlock the freezer.

"Why do you even HAVE a lock on it?!"

Dark rolled his eyes, "BECAUSE. . . These morons don't know what moderation means and will literally eat themselves to DEATH. Wilford almost went into a damn sugar coma before and Bing once dared Yan to eat an entire gallon of ice cream. Dr. Iplier had to pump their stomach. Not to mention Magnum's version of a TV dinner means eating fucking ten of them at a time."

"Ah" Mark understood now, "That makes sense now. But can you unlock it anyway for me? I know you have my butter pecan in there"

"Ah" Chase bit his cheek, "Ya got cookies and cream in there?"

"Where's my fry pies!?" Yancy shouted, "I hid them in a special place! Who took 'em?!"

"I could go for some chips" Bim was looking in the cupboards.

"Try water instead" Stan suggested but no one listened to him.

Dark sighed but finally relented to Mark, unlocking the freezer, "Whatever you do, do NOT give any to King. He tries to feed sugar to his squirrels out back. Last time he was allowed ice cream, he gave it all to the squirrels and they were running wild all over the backyard on a path of destruction"

Anti snorted, overhearing everything, "Sounds badass"

"It wasn't" Dark argued, "It was horrifying. They got very. . . . energetic doing certain . . . . activities. Had to cover Eric and Yan's eyes and close the blinds"

"I think it was very educational" Google cut in.

Mark found his butter pecan ice cream and popped the container open, digging in, "Alrighty then . . .should we go back in and start playing again?"

Dark sighed heavily with a light groan, "I guess"

As everyone went back in the living room, Mark sat next to Sean again and pat his back, "Feeling alright there, champ?"

Sean breathed out a heavy gust of air, ". . . . . Yeah, I'm fine"

"It's not that bad. Ethan waxed MY pubes. The pain goes away pretty quickly."

"But the humiliation won't" Sean argued.

"Fair enough"

Everyone sat back where they were sitting before  and they were ready to continue the game.

It was Sean's turn to spin the bottle since he was the last to go.

He spun the bottle and it landed on Host.

"The Host sensed that the bottle stopped on him and since he already knew what Sean was about to ask him, he decided to cut to the chase and pick Truth. Sean proceeded then to ask his question"

Sean blinked, "Uh . . . ."

"The question was on the tip of his tongue but perhaps waxing his genitals had removed some brain cells as well"

"Jesus Christ, Host! Fuck off!"

"Sean cursed at the Host but still had yet to ask his question. The Host was getting irritated at his slow processing."

"Oh my god. Okay! I got one. Fuck . . ..Have ya ever narrating anyone into being in a relationship before?"

"Sean asked the question and honestly it was pretty boring but the Host answered, nonetheless with a yes, nodding his head. He refused to say who, though, as that would bring about a lot of other questions he didn't want to answer this evening"

"Now I'm just concerned"

"Sean was worried but he needn't be as it had nothing to do with him or his egos anyway. The Host grabbed the bottle and spun it, moving the conversation and game forward. The bottle stopped spinning and landed on Marvin. Host then proceeded to ask the magician the question . . truth or dare. And since he couldn't use his one-time pass, he knew now that whatever he chose, he would have no choice but to follow through."

"Yeah . . thanks for that" Marvin rolled his eyes, "Alright then. . . . I'll go with truth"

"The magician chose truth and the Host thought about his question carefully. He had thought of one, perfect for this situation. Since earlier regarding the magician's earlier pass, the Host had to ask if Marvin had any nudes on his phone?"

Marvin snorted, "Really? You're wasting your question like that? That's not why I passed. Yeah, I got nudes on my phone! Who the fuck doesn't?!"

Eric raised his hand carefully but Yan slowly put it down for him.

Marvin snickered and spun the bottle, making it land on Mark.

"Dare"

Marvin blinked, shaking his head, "I didn't even ask"

"Don't need to. Dare."

"Okay . . .uh . .heheheh" he laughed, "Okay. . . I dare you to pick a partner in this room to slow dance with"

Mark grumbled. He wasn't all that good at dancing but he he knew who was.

Mark stood up and pointed to Dark, "Come on, buddy. Get up."

Dark wanted to die, "Ah, really!? Why ME?"

He got up but he wasn't happy about it.

Mark shrugged, "Because I know you're classy enough to know a little bit about dancing more than any other of my egos."

Dark shrugged, "Well, you ARE right, I suppose. You DID take a salsa dance class, too with Ethan so it shouldn't be so bad. But I'm leading, understand?"

"No problem, bud"

Dark grabbed his hand and his waist and pulled him close to him with a menacing death-glare, "I told you . . . .not to call me that"

Regardless, Marvin made romantic music sound around the room and took out his phone, "Now no kissing on the first date, you two"

"WHAT?!" Mark snapped his head to glare at Marvin but Dark grabbed Mark's chin, making him look away from the magician.

"Focus. . .  you're bad enough at this as it is. You're like a goddamn robot, you're so stiff. Loosen up"

Mark blushed but tried his best. He didn't like being inept at something.

Meanwhile, Google and Bing took offense at Dark's comment.

Google planned on getting revenge.

Finally when the song was over, Dark let him go and gave a short bow before going back to sit down in his spot.

Mark coughed nervously and just spun the bottle.

"Wow, the fucking tension is rough in here now, huh?" Anti cackled.

The bottle landed on reporter Jim and Mark asked him truth or dare.

Reporter Jim thought about it, giving Camera Jim a short look before finally answering with truth.

Mark licked his lips, finally getting over his initial embarrassment with Dark, "Okay . . . what is the most disgusting thing you've ever done?"

Everyone expected maybe something normal like eating something weird or something sexual. Nobody expected his answer.

Reporter Jim rubbed the back of his head with his microphone, "Well uh . . .. One night, Jim and I were trying to get a good story. We say Wilford talking to himself again and decided to try and figure it out so we hid in a nearby closet to try and get the story. Unfortunately. . . . we didn't know that the door was locked on the outside and we couldn't get out."

"Uh-oh" someone already guessed what was going to happen.

Reported Jim gave a nervous glance to Camera Jim who looked equally as disturbed and nervous.

"We were locked in there for a whole weekend with no food or water and we DO still have needs. . . . we needed water."

"As you do. You always need water" Stan agreed.

Reporter Jim glared at him and continued, "We had to drink each other's pee until Monday when someone finally heard us and opened the door."

"It was me" Bim raised his hand, "I found them. Damn, no wonder you two looked rough"

"We swore we'd never tell anyone what happened" Camera Jim pouted.

"HA!" Wilford laughed, "SUCKS TO BE YOU! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET! I KNEW IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO LOCK THAT DOOR!"

"YOU DID WHAT!?" Reporter Jim wanted to lunge at him and kill him but Camera Jim grabbed him.

Wilford was just sitting there laughing his ass off.

Finally Reporter Jim settled on hoping for revenge and he spun the bottle.

Unfortunately, though, it landed on Bing. Oh well. Maybe next time.

Bing grinned and laughed, "Aw right, dude! I'm gonna go with DARE!"

Reporter Jim took a moment but finally thought of something good, "I dare you to talk dirty to Google"

Bing and Google both looked equally as confused.

Everyone did, really. Could the androids even DO that?

But Bing tried his best, unfortunately misunderstanding the assignment, "Uh . . . . Google, bro . . . . your hard drive is. . . MAD  . .. dusty?"

Google gasped, looking horrified and   . .. .  was that a blush?

"HOW DARE YOU! I clean my internal hardware on a regular basis!"

"He DARED me to say something!"

"HE MEANT SEXUAL, you IDIOT!"

"OOOOOOHHHH" Bing snorted, "Okay then. . . Google, you're ***** is super ****** and ******** and I bet you could seriously ****** on that ********"

Everyone forgot that anything dirty would automatically censor on Bing but somehow they were all okay with it.

"The FUCK did he just say?" Chase was very curious, though.

Google just stared, even more confused than before. He looked around at everyone else for clarification but found nothing, " . . .okay"

Bing nodded and spun the bottle which landed then on Eric.

"Aw RIGHT little dude! Truth or dare, bro?!" Bing stuck out his tongue.

Eric contemplated it but finally chose truth, not wanting to keep anyone waiting.

Bing had sinister plans, though, "Cool beans bro  . . . . Who . . .. is your favorite person in this room?"

Eric's whole body went red, "I . . . oh god. . . no, I  . .. I can't possibly choose. . . oh no . . .. . oh god"

He started to get a panic attack, "Uh . . .um. . . oh no . . .do I . . . but then . . . aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" he whimpered softly.

"Eric!" Mark jumped to save him, "Remember you still have a pass, right? Do you want to use it?"

Eric suddenly could breathe again and sighed in great relief, "Oh yeah . . .. Yeah . . .thanks, Mark.  I'll pass. I can't choose any one person as my favorite. You're ALL my favorite for different reasons"

"AWWWW!" Sean couldn't help himself, gushing at the cuteness.

Eric, no longer looking like a tomato, spun the bottle and it landed on Marvin.

Marvin screeched, "IS THIS THING FUCKING RIGGED!? THIS IS MY THIRD TIME!"

"Um . .. ." Eric didn't want to make Marvin angry, "Uh . .. I'm sorry"

Marvin rolled his eyes, " . .. Truth."

Eric gulped but thought of a question that might not be too bad, "What is . . .the worst thing you've ever . . .lied about?"

Actually, it sounded a lot worse now that he said it outloud.

Marvin actually looked impressed, though, with his question, "Damn, okay . . ." he chuckled to himself, "Oh, I GUESS I can let this cat out of the bag now. Hey Jackie?"

Jackie got worried IMMEDIATELY, "UH. . .. yeah?"

"Remember when I told you Anti said you were a stupid, cheap knock-off spiderman with a shitty outfit and you are weak compared to Silver? Yeah, I lied. Anti never said that"

Anti jumped up, clapped his hands and pointed at Jackie, "I FUCKING TOLD YOU!"

"WHAT!?" Jackie shouted at Marvin, "MARV! THAT'S LIKE A FOURTH OF THE REASON I HATE THE PRICK! WHY WOULD YOU LIE ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!"

Marvin shrugged, "I don't know. It was a few years ago but things were getting too cozy in the house. I wanted to create some drama and stir the pot. Sorry"

He didn't look sorry at all.

"You dick" Anti spat at him.

"Sexy dick" Marvin clarified.

"Fucking hell" Jackie face-palmed, "Anti . .. I'm sorry. It really sounded like something you'd say at the time. I never believed you when you denied it. Forgive me?"

Anti crossed his arms, "Only if you admit I'm not a little bitch and my knife is cool"

"Really?" Chase snorted, "That's all it takes?"

"So superficial" Henrik rolled his eyes.

'I think it's cute! They're making up!' Jameson signed.

Jackie sighed and rolled his eyes but gave in, "Fine . ..  Anti . .. you're not a little bitch and your knife is kinda cool. Alright are WE cool now?"

"For now" Anti snorted, "There's a whole other 75% of reasons why I still hate your guts."

"Me too. Moving on. Marvin, spin the fucking bottle, you little douchebag"

Marvin spins the bottle and it lands on Illinois.

Illinois clicked his tongue, "I'll go with dare, sweetheart."

Marvin was anything but sweet at the moment, though and grinned dangerously, "Alright then . .. sweetheart . . . I dare you to take off your hat and put it on Dark for the next five turns"

Illinois was actually shocked and that RARELY happened. He blinked, looking pretty betrayed.

His hat was EVERYTHING to him.

"And to think, I gave you a lap dance and everything earlier. You're so evil, baby"

But a dare was a dare. He could pass but even he had to admit. . ..  he kind of wanted to see Dark in it now.

If only Dark didn't look like a pit of rattlesnakes at that very moment.

Illinois cleared his throat and carefully made his way over to Dark.

The head Iplier ego didn't even move but growled deeply as Illinois placed his hat on Dark's head.

He looked like a very grumpy dog or cat in a halloween costume he was about to tear apart.

Anti got his phone out and took a picture, "That's going to be my phone background forever now. And don't worry guys. I'm sending it to ALL OF YOU"

And he did.

Dark was already plotting Anti's murder as well as Marvin's.

Illinois looked so . . BARE without his hat but somehow he was still just as sexy and spun the bottle, eagerly awaiting the moment he'd get his hat back if Dark didn't destroy it before then.

The bottle landed on Jackie and the hero was pretty confident, "I choose Dare."

Illinois wasn't just a pretty and sweet face, though and Jackie should have known better from Illinois' previous turn.

"Alright, Jackie.  . . . I dare you to give a personal insult to everyone in this room"

"What? But  . .. aw man" Jackie was a little distraught over this. He always tried his best to be nice to everyone . . .except for Anti but he was working to try and change that. Guess that would have to wait.

'I don't want to pass now. If Anti or Marvin spin me, they'll have me do something even worse that I'll wanna pass on . . .then again, if I do this dare, I'll be making an enemy out of everyone in this room.'

Oh well. . . that was a risk he was willing to take because Marvin, especially by himself, had a way of picking just the right truth or dares to ruin the whole night.

"Okay. I'll do it. Sorry in advance, everyone."

"Give us your worst!" Mark cheered him on, "We can take it!"

"We can?" Eric whimpered.

Jackie looked around the room and decided to get the worst over with first.

"Dark, you pretend to be so edgy but really you're just really insecure about yourself and you can't stand anyone else trying to be affectionate towards you because you don't think you deserve it."

"Oh shit" Mark already regretted cheering him on. Dark was plotting a LOT of murders tonight, it seemed.

"Anti, I'm sorry but that knife does NOT make you look cool. It makes you look stupid, especially when you fling it around, pretending you know what you're doing with it but we all know you just keep it with you as a security blanket"

"What?!"

"Mark, you're way too cocky and it just makes you look like a douchebag sometimes. Sean, you second guess yourself too much and end up going back on your word a lot which makes you look like you don't like your fans."

"What?! I don't do that. . . do I?"

"Google, you always act like you're better than everyone because you're an android but we all know you're more human than Dark. Bing, you always act more ignorant than you really are so people will like you better but it just makes you look retarded."

Bing actually looked hurt at that.

"Eric, you're too soft and you need to grow a backbone. Yan, when you talk about your senpai, it's not cool, it just makes you look fucking creepy. Magnum, we know the peg leg isn't real, stop pretending. Yancy, your fake accent isn't fooling anyone and everyone is tired of you always singing that one song of yours"

"Don't be surprised if you get shivved later"

"Wilford, you're a fucking nutjob but everyone knows that already. Even you do but you only act like that because that's how you WANT everyone to see you so they can't get a peek into your actual emotions. Stan, your water is fucking disgusting. Silver, your costume looks like mickey mouse and a prostitute made an accident baby and you came out. Dr. Iplier, you're therapist advice has never and will never help anyone. Edgar, you're a piece of shit dad. Bim, Steve Harvey is better than you'll ever be. To both of the Jims, you guys are just fucking creepy. You're not spying on people for a story. You're just creeps and perverts. King, the squirrels don't actually care about you. They like the food you give them. Host, nobody ever wants to actually talk to you because you repeatedly cut them off with your stupid narrating and it's annoying."

Jackie took a breath, "Fucking christ. . . Okay. . . Chase, Stacey left you because you quit your job to start a youTube channel when you both needed the money more. Henrik, you are NOT a qualified doctor and everyone knows that. You got your license from a cereal box. Marvin, your sass doesn't make you look sexy or cute. It makes you look like a complete asshole and that's why you don't have any real friends. Jameson, you're too nice and need to show your real feelings sometimes. And Illinois?"

Illinois was SHOCKED. He never thought Jackie would actually go OFF like this.

Jackie flipped him off, "You act all nice and flirt with EVERYONE because you just hope someone will actually like you back but you know no one will because on the inside, you're just a toxic, cheating bastard"

. . . . . . .

"Wow"

Everyone in the room was quiet.

Jackie was starting to wonder if he made the wrong decision in accepting the dare.

Dark, with Illinois' hat still on his head, hummed, "That was something . . . . . I respect your honesty."

Everyone started to relax.

Some still wanted to beat Jackie up or yell at him but others weren't as bothered by the roast.

Anti started to laugh, "FUCK! That was wild! Slay, bitch!"

Finally, the others started to laugh and Jackie started to relax.

Thank goodness. Maybe they all wouldn't hate him after all.

Jackie cleared his throat and spun the bottle, continuing the game.

It lands on Magnum, "I'll pick dare"

Jackie nods and decides to give him an easy one, "I dare you to try and lick your elbow"

Magnum was surprised with that one but shrugged and tried his best.

The others sort of giggled and chuckled as Magnum was trying to bend every which way with tongue sticking out.

But after a minute, Jackie took pity on him, "Alright, you're good. Your turn now"

With the air sort of cleared again, Magnum spun the bottle.

It landed on Yancy.

Yancy puffed out his chest, "Alright! I is got this! I isn't no pussy. I'm is gonna go with dare"

Magnum chuckled deviously, "I dare ye to not talk with yer fake accent the rest of this here evening."

Yancy groaned and snarled. He had a work around.

He just wouldn't talk at all, then. . .. after he spun the bottle himself, that is.

Spinning it begrudgingly, he waited and it landed on Wiflord.

Wilford clapped his hands, "YAHTZEE!"

Dark blinked, "William, no. You have to pick either truth or dare"

"Oh . . . well then I'll do with truth, then"

Yancy clears his throat, mindful of his own dare he had to follow through with, "UH . . . . What was your biggest turn off during sex with someone?" it was hard for him to spit out without an accent but he managed.

Wilford grinned and nodded, thinking, "Hmmmm . ..  I don't get turned off very easily but there WAS this one time, a lady wanted me to pee on her. . . . couldn't go through with it! Alrighty, what do I do now?"

Everyone was sort of disgusted.

Mark thought about it, "I'd tr-"

"Shut up" Sean stopped him, "Don't even finish that cursed sentence"

"I mean I HAVE been in a pee sauna and drank pe-"

"Mark, I swear, I WILL punch you in the dick" Sean threatened.

Mark went quiet but he DID silently mock Sean when he wasn't looking.

Dark pointed to the bottle, "S. . . . .Spin the bottle, William"

"AH! yes. . . okay, then"

Wilford spun the bottle, watching it go around and around until it finally landed on Chase.

Chase helped him out, "Truth, bud"

"Aw okay then! Alrighty  . ..  TRUTH . . . " Wilford thought for a moment, playing with his mustache, "What is. . ..  the most HILARIOUS story you have concerning the Septics?"

Chase and everyone else was honestly quite surprised by WIlford's normal question.

He thought about it for a moment and started to grin, "Alright . .. I got one for ya"

"Better be better than that stupid dad joke you told earlier" Jackie huffed.

"Oh, it is . . . to me." Chase chuckled, "I think Marvin actually rubbed off on me one day. I wanted to stir up a little trouble. A prank. I took a few edible gummies one night a few months ago because I had a headache and wanted to rest for the night. I think you guys were all out doing your own thing out of the house and I don't know. I think my brain decided it'd be hilarious at the time. I went into all of your guy's rooms while you all were gone and took out ONE thing from each of your rooms. Took Anti's knife, James' watch, Marv's mask, Hen's stethoscope and Jackie's tool-belt. I hid them all in my closet and went down to lay on the couch and wait for the chaos to begin. When you guys all came back and left to your rooms, almost IMMEDIATELY, you all came back down and started to argue with each other about who stole what and here and was just vibing in another planet and you guys didn't even suspect me because I was so fucking high."

. . .. . . ..

"HA! THAT'S A GOOD ONE!" Wilford laughed but then grumbled, "Darky won't let ME get high anymore"

"Because the last time you did, you were running around the manor screaming about termites in tuxedos and that you owed them money." Dark rolled his eyes, "Found you shooting the floor with a rifle trying to kill things that weren't there."

"Ah yes. I remember now"

Anti sniffed, thinking back to Chase's story, "Huh . . . . I'm actually kinda impressed"

"Chase" Marvin stared at him, ". . . . . . I taught you well"

"You BOTH are pricks" Jackie snorted.

"Anyway" Chase spun the bottle and it landed on King, "What you want, King?"

King was a little thrown off my Chase's prank story and how cruel it kind of was and decided maybe it was best to go with, "I pick truth"

"Okie Dokie . . . Have you ever dressed up any of the squirrels?"

King sighed in relief, "Oh . .. yeah! Yes I have! I've even crocheted little dresses and hats for them and sometimes they keep them on for a while"

"Aw" Marvin cooed, "That's actually fucking adorable"

"I got pictures!" King passes his phone around.

Sean snorted in his laughing, "This one's in a tutu! That's so cute!"

King smiled, happy his friends liked his hobby, and spun the bottle.

It landed on Marvin.

Marvin flung up his arms, "Oh COME ON!!"

King gulped, "Uh. . ."

"Dare. Fine. . . I'll pick dare"

King has a thought. An evil thought that crept into his mind.

He, himself, didn't know he was capable of such horror.

"I . . . I dare you to let Anti ruin your makeup"

"FUCK YES!"

"NO!!!!"

"YOU HAVE TO LET IT HAPPEN! YOU ALREADY USED YOUR PASS! THIS IS YOUR KARMA, BITCH!"

"FUCK YOU! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

Anti suddenly launched himself and jumped on Marvin, rubbing his hands all over his face.

"YOU NASTY LITTLE ASSHOLE!" Marvin screeched at him.

Anti smeared his hands all over his eye shadow and and lip gloss, getting it all over his face where he DIDN'T want it.

Finally, Anti was done with his masterpiece and giggled, "Hey don't blame me, blame King. He's the one that dared it to happen"

Marvin crossed his arms and glared daggers at King, "I  . . .. will never forgive you"

King blushed. He felt a little bad but wasn't this what the game was about?

Marv took out his hand mirror and ended up just removing all the rest of his makeup from his face before taking the bottle.

With an aggravated groan, he spun the bottle.

It landed on Stan.

Stan twiddled his thumbs, "I'll uh . .. I'll go with truth, I guess"

Marvin, in his rage, wanted to see someone else suffer like he had.

"Do you somehow know in the back of your mind that Roy isn't really your son because your wife cheated on you? You know he's the other guy's kid really, right?"

Stan went beet red.

Everyone looked at Marvin like he had lost his mind.

"Now you lookie here, you!" Stan shook, pointing his finger accusingly, "My sweet baby boy Roy IS my boy and I be having you saying anything otherwise! How DARE you! You're just mean is what you are. BAD KITTY!"

Marvin raised a brow at him and rolled his eyes "Whatever, man. It's your life"

Stan grumbled with crossed arms. He angrily reached in his fanny pack and pulled out a bottle water, chugging it down.

He took a moment to breath before spinning the bottle and it landed on Anti.

"Dare"

"Well I didn't even ask yet"

"I don't give a fuck. Dare."

"Well okay then. If you're sure" Stan shrugged, "I'll give you your dare but then I gotta go take a whizz."

Anti cringed.

"ho-kay, ho-kay" Stan nodded, "I got one for ya! I dare you . . . to share something private with all of us that you'd normally NEVER tell ANYONE"

Anti wrinkled his nose like an angry dog.

Dark was suddenly reminded of a rabid chihuahua and leaned away from him slightly.

But Anti knew he had to do the dare. It was only fair.. . . even though sometimes, he didn't LIKE fair.

He wanted to pass but he wanted to save it later for something REALLY bad.

"Fine . . .. I uh . . . I act aggressive a lot of the time and tell you all I hate you . . . especially the Septics . . . .but  . . .. I. . ..  I  . . . .. actually don't. . . . . .hate any of you . . .. . . . and I.  . .. . uh. . . ." he was really struggling to get it out, "I. . .. . . .  secretly like any affection  . ..  I get."

Sean wanted to cry, "AW! Anti!!!!"

He tried getting up to come over and hug him again but Anti spat like a fucking cobra, "SIT THE FUCK BACK DOWN, BITCH!"

Sean flinched and just sat back down without argument. He should know better by now not to press his luck with Anti.

Anti growled menacingly, scoffing but reached for the bottle.

That is. . .

Until the doorbell rang.

They all stopped and looked around at each other.

They were all there, right? So who the hell was at the door at this time of night?

Before anyone else could get up, Yandere made their way to the door like a rocket.

Everyone could only hear as they opened the door but then slammed it back shut.

Yandere wandered back in the room, looking a little worried.

Dark was concerned and stood up, "What is it? What's the matter, Yandere?"

"Uh . .. . . Actor is at the door"

Mark bolts up and runs after Dark, following him to the front door in a furious strut.

When Dark opened the door again, he could only say that Yan was right.

There he was, leaning against the door frame with the STUPID smug smile on his face.

Dark hand was on the other side of the door frame, crushing the wood under his fingers.

"What. . . .the FUCK do you want?"

Actor snorted, pointing at his head, "nice hat, cowboy"

Dark completely forgot he was still wearing Illinois's hat and threw it off, tossing it behind him.

Mark stood behind Dark, just as angry but also concerned for the others. Everyone made their way into the foyer, curious as to what was about to happen.

Actor Mark just grinned at them all like the slithering snake he was,

"Hello everybody. . . . I hear it's game night . . . . .. may I come in?"