When Actor returned downstairs from the bathroom, he glared at Dark, a black smudge on his face where he tried desperately to try and wipe off the dick that was drawn on his cheek.

"You're an asshole"

Dark snorted, "At least I didn't have a dick on my face"

"You drew it on me!" Actor whined.

"I sure did." Dark smiled, "Best moment of my life"

"Anyway" Mark tried to segway the conversation, "Should we continue?"

Sean rubbed at his eyes, "I guess. How much more fucked up could tonight get?"

"Don't threaten ME with a good time!" Wilford winked.

Bim straightened his tie, "Wait, so who's turn was it again?"

"MINE, OF COURSE!" Yandere huffed, "What? You getting bad memory in your OLD AGE!?"

"Y-Yan" Eric whimpered, "Th-That's mean"

Google squinted at Yan, "We're all the same age"

"Are we?" Bing wondered out loud.

Anti shook his body around, glitching a little to snap off his tiredness from the tea earlier, "Spin, Yan. I wanna play a LITTLE while longer before the night is over"

"Why? Didn't get your fill of torture yet?" Jackie snorted.

"I want to at least get YOU to do something weird before the night ends" Anti snapped back at him.

As everyone sat back down, Yan spun the bottle and it landed on Host. 

"Now as the bottle once again landed on the Host, he was finally free to narrate once more. He looked to Yandere to give him his options of truth . . . or dare"

Yandere didn't look impressed, "Well? Truth or dare then?"

"The Host pondered on the decisions before him. Upon remembering his last option the previous turn he went, the Host decided on truth."

Yandere thought about it for a moment, tapping their chin deep in thought before finally coming up with something, "What is something that disgusts you the most?"

"The Host hummed, thinking on Yandere's question but ah . . . . he remembered the horrors of his past and decided that the thing that disgusted the Host the most. . . was flatulence"

They all looked at him strangely.

"Flatulence?" Henrik asked, "Wait. . . the horrors of your past and flatulence are connected?"

"What? Did you have gas that bad?" Anti asked.

"Of course Host's background was a mystery. It would always remain a mystery as he never felt the need to discuss it. He didn't need to. It was no one's business but his own. The Host answered the question from truth or dare and proceeded to lean over to spin the bottle. The Host watched blankly. . .without eyes. . . . as the bottle landed on Reporter Jim"

Reporter Jim stared at him, "How do you DO that?"

"The Host ignored his question and continued with the game. He asked Reporter Jim the simple repeated question of the night. . . .truth or dare?"

Knowing he wasn't going to get an answer, Reporter Jim rolled his eyes, "Dare"

"Reporter Jim chose Dare and the Host didn't really have an amazing dare for him. Instead, he humbly dared the man to play a sub game of two truths and a lie with the group."

Reporter Jim blinked and looked to Camera Man Jim, "I swear, does he really know how this game works?"

Camera Jim shrugged.

Reporter Jim sighed and thought for a moment as the group waited in anticipation, "Alright I got it. I love spongebob, I hate the color purple and one time, I skydived into abuilding of bees to get a story on the best honey in the world. Which one is the lie?"

Camera Jim already knew the answer but kept it to himself.

"Who loves PURPLE?" Wilford snorted, "Everyone loves spongebob so the bee thing has to be the lie, right?"

"It's improbable that anyone could skydive directly into a building of bees" Google shook his head, "The impact would kill you if the bees didn't"

"It DOES seem insane, even for you" Marvin smirked.

"Is that everyone's guess then?" Reporter Jim asked, "That skydiving into a building of bees was the lie?"

Everyone pretty much nodded but Reporter Jim grinned.

"You're wrong! I LOVE purple so the purple was the lie. I totally DID skydive into a building of bees and it was awesome! The roof wasn't structurally sound so it caved in pretty easily. Building wasn't up to code . . . . saved a lot of bees that day"

". . . . . .okay" no one cared.

Reporter Jim rolled his eyes and spun the bottle, moving things along. It landed on Bing.

Bing stuck his tongue out, "Alright! Let's go! I pick truth, dude!"

Reporter Jim's evil side kicked in and he decided to embarrass Bing, "How MANY stuffed animals do you have in your room, Bing?"

Bing stared at him and flicked his sunglasses up over his head, " . . . .uh . . . . zero"

Reporter Jim grinned, "Uh uh uh . . . . you know the rules, Bing. You can't lie."

Bing pouted and actually glared at him which was sort of rare for Bing, "I told you to stay out of my room, you freaky little dude"

Reporter Jim was still waiting.

Bing sighed, "Fine. . . . . I have four. But in my defense! There's a cat, dog, a Charmander and a Minecraft Creeper. It's not weird! They're very soft and plushy and it's completely normal!"

"It is?" Mark asked.

Eric cleared his throat, "Y-yeah?"

Bing spun the bottle and low and behold, it landed on Eric. Eric always had anxiety when he was being picked and this was the third time already he was spun on tonight.

"Truth or Dare little dude?" Bing asked him.

Eric shuffled in place, "Uh . . .um . . .. " he had a momentary flash of bravery, "I. . . I pick dare!"

"Oooooo!" Bing seemed impressed, "Okay then . ..  I dare you to shout out the first word that comes to your head! GO!"

"PIKACHU!"

No one was surprised. They WERE all just talking about Pokemon, after all.

Mark was confused, though, "Why do all my egos seem to like Pokemon more than I do?"

"Didn't you make a couple of videos over which Pokemon you would . . smash?" Chase asked him.

"Not the point" Mark dismissed the comment.

Eric spun the bottle and it landed on Stan the water man.

The strange blonde Iplier was still very irritated that he couldn't drink water but tried to remain a good sport.

"Uh. . .um . . . t-truth or dare, Stan?" Eric asked him.

Stan sighed dramatically, looking longingly at a bottle of water in Magnum's hand, ". . . .Truth"

Eric thought about it. What could he ask that wouldn't be too mean or embarrassing, "Oh . ..  uh . . .What's the worst thing you've ever done?"

It was Stan. How bad could it be?

Stan looked in thought for a moment before shrugging, "Okay well . . . me and a friend of mine, Friendly J, once broke into a house and robbed them and he killed them. It's okay, though, the guy he killed was a serial killer! . . . Anyway, I don't remember a lot from that night because I took a funny tasting candy but that was something that really stood out. Friendly J wouldn't let me have any more candy after that, either but I don't know why. . . . ."

Wilford snorted, "Was the candy drugs?"

Stan hummed, "You know what? Maybe"

Everyone stared, not expecting that.

Anti seemed very surprised but had a little more respect for the man now.

Stan ignored everyone's blatant stares and spun the bottle, watching as it slowly finally came to a stop and landed on Actor.

"Truth or dare, champ?" Stan asked him.

"Don't call me that." Actor quipped, "But I'll go with Truth, I suppose"

"Oh okay, I think I got one for ya" Stan sneers at him, his inner devious side coming out, "What would you say is your biggest red flag?"

Actor belted out a laugh, "HA! What? Red flag? Me? Well I'd say I didn't have any!"

Marvin snorted, "Yeah right, and I'm the queen of England"

Anti snickered, "I mean. . . you're the queen of SOMETHING"

Marvin shoved him.

"That's not an option" Stan shook his head, "You have to choose something as a red flag"

Actor grumbled but took a moment, "Fine, I guess. . . . I suppose that maybe sometimes I . . .have a tendency to possibly overreact to some things"

"Maybe?" Dark stared at him, "Possible tendency?"

"You GUESS?" Wilford cut in.

Actor rolled his eyes, "oH WHATEVER! You're just being dramatic!"

Anti snorted and mumbled, "If anyone's dramatic in this room, it's between you and Marvin"

Actor huffed but spun the bottle, watching with a devious glee as it landed on Sean. He had a plan.

"Truth or dare, Sean?" he asked wickedly.

Sean chose not to look into it and shrugged, "Dare, I guess" he still could pass if he wanted to.

"I dare you to sit in Anti's lap until the next break we all take"

"HEY, WHAT!?" Anti shouted, "WHY THE HELL AM I GETTING ROPED INTO THIS DARE!? THIS IS BULLSHIT!"

"BECAUSE YOU SAID I WAS DRAMATIC!" Actor argued.

"YOU'RE JUST PROVING MY POINT!"

Sean had no intention of passing. He wasn't bothered in the least.

Anti growled, the closer Sean got but Sean knew he wouldn't do anything.

Anti wanted to fucking die as Sean turned around and sat right in his lap with his back to him. He was mortified. A hug was one thing but THIS!? He was going to murder Actor the next chance he got.

Sean sighed, "Take it easy, Anti, it's not that bad"

"For you, it's not" Anti growled.

Henrik shook his head, "Ugh, now who's being dramatic"

"Fuck off" Anti snapped back at him.

'Admit it, you like it, really' Jameson signed to him, 'You LOVE us!"

Anti chose not to reply to Jameson and instead made it his mission to stop this, "Can we take a break?"

"We just took one a few minutes ago" Dark teased him, "Why? Uncomfortable?"

Anti locked eyes with Dark. He knew Dark was messing with him, trying to get him riled but but Anti chose not to play his game, ". . . .No.. . . . spin the fucking bottle already, Sean"

Sean was already leaning over to spin it.

Jackie had already covertly taken a picture of the two, never wanting to forget this moment. The day Anti let Sean sit in his LAP. It was just absolutely absurd and hilarious!

Sean spins the bottle and it lands on Yancy. Mind you, Yancy is still not allowed to speak in his accent.

Sean nods to him, "Truth or Dare, Yance?"

Yancy cleared his throat, finding it sort of difficult to talk like this, "Ahhhhh . . . . truth"

"What's you guilty pleasure?"

Okay so everyone really thought Yancy was going to say, 'Shivving a guard or unsuspecting innocent person on the street' but what he actually said astounded everyone.

"Guilty pleasure. . . .I mean I do like to bake and eat the sweets"

"You bake?" Marvin licked his lips, "Oooo! How'd you get into that since you've been in prison?"

"Well my ma showed me how. We'd bake a lot when I was a kid" Yancy told him, "Before I. . . . . killed her"

Aaaaaand everyone realized again who they were talking to.

Right.

Yancy shrugged at everyone's silence and spun the bottle.

It landed on Mark.

"Dare" it was immediate.

Yancy nodded, seemingly impressed, "Alright. . . alright. . . . I dare you . . ..to blindfold yourself. . .  and let Yandere feed you something out of the fridge"

Mark actually looked like he MIGHT use the pass. He didn't particularly trust Yandere with this sort of power.

But he wasn't gonna back down.

He could take it.

"Okay"

Marvin conjured a piece of cloth for him to wrap around his face to cover his eyes.

Yandere grinned and RAN to the kitchen.

Mark sighed, "I hope it's nothing too gross"

"Never know" Sean was leaned back into Anti, "It's Yandere. . .  it could go in literally any direction."

It only took a second but Yandere was back but nothing in hand, "Question . . . can I MIX ingredients in the fridge?"

"Oh god" Mark whimpered.

Yancy nodded, "I'll allow it"

"Uh-oh" Mark didn't like the sound of that.

Yandere ran into the kitchen again for a few moments.

After a while, Yandere returns with a large spoon of a mixture containing Mayonnaise,strawberry jelly, pickle relish and some blue cheese salad dressing.

Everyone looked horrified. Except for Magnum. He'd try it.

Even Dark and Anti felt bad for Mark.

Hell, even ACTOR felt sorry for the poor bastard.. . . for a second.

Mark shook himself off, preparing himself and opened his mouth for Yandere to feed him.

Yandere stuffed the mixture in his mouth and immediately, Mark wanted to gag.

His face turned green and he looked like he'd either throw up or pass out.

Sean was concerned for him, "It's okay man! Power through! Go even further beyond!" he sort of teased him.

Mark slammed his fist on the floor and forced himself to swallow the horrid mixture.

Finally, it was down and he tore off the blindfold, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?"

Yandere snickered, "Mayonnaise, strawberry jelly, pickle relish and blue cheese dressing"

Mark looked like he'd almost puke again but he kept it down, "Oh my god. . .that was vile"

He took a few moments to collect himself, glaring at Yancy before finally spinning the bottle.

It landed on Silver Shepherd, "I'll pick dare, my fantastic friend!"

Mark was so done with the night, "Okay. . . I dare you to . ." he was still belching from when he gagged and could still taste the mixture, ". . . I dare you to arm wrestle Jackie and see who wins"

Silver gasped loudly, "Huuuuuuuhhh!!! You're on!"

Jackie blinked, not worried in the least, "Okay. . . let's go, Silver"

The two went over to the coffee table and prepared. Everyone found themselves silent betting on who would win even though it was obvious.

Jackie and Silver grabbed each other's hands. Chase counted down and not even a second later, Jackie had slammed Silver's hand on the table.

It was so fast, no one even had time to blink before it was just . ..over.

Jackie smiled, "Sorry, man. Maybe you'll have better luck next time."

Silver seemed upset but didn't argue or anything about it. He knew Jackie was strong but he didn't realize he was THAT strong. He needed to train to be a better hero.

Silver spun the bottle unenthusiastically and watched as it slowly landed on Google.

His spirits lifted as all the possibilities were laid out in front of him, "Truth or dare, android?"

Google glared at him but set a reminder for himself to trip Silver later. Google suddenly found himself challenging the Iplier hero and against his better judgement, he picked his poison.

"Dare . . ..loser"

Silver ignored the quip, "I dare you to readoutloud five things in your own search history that you yourself have searched for yourself." he was very proud of this question since he didn't have any loopholes to escape through.

Google realized this, too, and didn't like it but decided that it was just better to rip off the band-aide, "Very well.  .  . . 'squirrel killing dogs' 'best viruses in the world' 'how to hug' 'how to forge a signature' 'how to hack a YouTube channel'"

After all of that. . . everyone was concerned.

Especially King, "What. . . . what did the squirrels do to YOU!?"

"I don't like them" it was a simple statement.

"Google, you're not hacking into my YouTube channel" Mark told him.

Google just hummed, "You'll never know"

"What signature do you need to forge?" Bing asked him.

"None of your concern"

Jameson signed to him, "Do you NEED a hug?"

Google just glared at the mute, ". . . no. And if anyone tries to hug me, they'll find themselves living the rest of their days with three limbs instead of four."

Understood.

Google leaned over and spun the bottle.

It landed on Yandere.

"Truth or dare?" he asked.

Yandere looked excited, "DARE!"

"Searching database" Google mumbled, "Very well . . . I dare you to do a handstand for one minute"

Yandere blushed, "But uh . . . I'm wearing. . . THAT'S NOT FAIR!" They shouted, "I'm wearing a SKIRT!"

"Technically those are skorts" Jackie muttered.

Yandere glared at him before glaring back at Google, "Forget it! I have more dignity than that! I use my pass!"

"Very well"

And now just like that, after this, Yandere would have to do whatever they were asked to on their next turn.

But they didn't care. That was a while from now.

Yandere took the bottle and spun it.

"It landed on Host" the Host said, "And he was ready to go. . .  Host thought for a second and chose truth"

Yandere was ready, "How did you lose your eyes!?"

"The Host wasn't particularly fond of answering a question such as this but he wanted to save his pass for a later period for any other worse questions or dares. The Host answered Yandere as best and quickly as he could. He blandly stated that he merely took them out himself so he could properly see his victims for what they TRULY were. . . .what was most important to the story"

No one really liked that answer. Host never did give the best answers. Now they all just had more questions that he could give the answers to.

Yandere grumbled, "Okay, I guess that's an okay answer. Whatever" they pouted.

Host spun the bottle and it landed on Illinois.

"The bottle landed on Illinois and he asked the man if he wished to choose truth or dare?"

Illinois knew he shouldn't challenge Host but if he didn't. . . weren't be the adventure in that?

"I'll pick dare"

"The Host heard Illinois pick dare and he nodded in affirmation. Dare. Yes. The Host dared Illinois to switch outfits with King until the next break which he assumed wouldn't be for long"

Were was the challenge in this?

"Okay" Illinois looked to Marvin who got the memo and waved his hand.

Illinois was suddenly then in King's outfit and King was in Illinois'.

It was odd to say the least. Sure, they looked the same since they were both Iplier egos but there was just something different along with their personality differences.

Marvin muttered to Chase, "Is it just me or did Illinois just get a little hotter?"

Chase blushed a little, "Uh . . . ."

And for some reason, King actually maybe looked a little better in Illinois' outfit complete with the whip.

Turns out Illinois looking like a King with his sexy eyes was a big deal and Mark could practically HEAR the Illinois royal AU fanfics starting. There had to be a fanfic for EVERYTHING, you know.

Illinois DID feel good in the clothes, though. It felt right.

But then again, he DID miss his practical clothes more. They were just easier to move around in.

King, meanwhile was near panicking, "Oh god. . . this feels NUTS!"

Illinois spun the bottle and they all watched as it finally landed on Jackie, "Truth or Dare, my friend?"

Jackie hoped Illinois would be nicer this time to him, "Truth"

Illinois seemed to feel sorry for him from last time as well and went easy on him, "Alright. Easy one. Who is your favorite sibling? And you can't pick Sean!"

"Oh my god you're evil." Jackie covered his face, "That's it. You're just fucking evil"

Sean shrugged, "I don't know. I think it's pretty easy."

Anti seemed better now with Sean in his lap but was starting to get fidgety, moving his arms in different positions away from Sean. He didn't want to accidentally touch him.

"Easy for you to say!" Jackie huffed, "Who would YOU pick?"

"It's not my question" Sean evaded.

"Exactly" Jackie rolled his eyes, "Let's see. . . .well normally, I'd pick Chase but since his dirty little confession earlier. . ."

"Hey, it wasn't that bad. I gave you guys all your stuff back" Chase chuckled.

Jackie ignored him, "I'll go with Jameson. He hasn't done anything to me yet."

Henrik gawked at him, "Excuse me? What about me?"

"You outed my phobia of needles to everyone earlier. Fuck you"

"Ugh, you are a child" Henrik snorted.

"At least Jameson keeps his mouth shut"

Jameson shrugged but didn't say anything. He had other ways of spilling the tea but he wouldn't tell Jackie that.

Jackie spun the bottle and it landed on Darkiplier.

Dark was just about ready to fall asleep until the bottle landed on him and he started at Jackie expectantly.

Jackie felt a little intimidated but wouldn't let Dark's own heavy auras get the better of him.

"Alright. . . Truth or dare, Dark?"

Dark was feeling risky this time, "Alright, hero. . . dare"

Jackie knew the man fell right into his trap now, "I dare you . . .to hug Actor"

"Pass"

Jackie blinked, "Oh. . . that was quick. Any reason?"

"Fuck you. That's my reason" Dark spat at him and stood up, "You know what? I need a break. You're welcome, Anti"

With a quick movement, Dark strode out of the room.

Everyone was left sort of astounded. Dark wasn't usually affected by anyone like THAT.

Actor actually felt . . . shitty. Was he really that bad that Dark couldn't suck it up for a game to give him a simple hug? He had to use a pass and walk out of the room for a while?

He didn't know why, but his chest started to hurt a little.

Finally, though, everyone started to move around to take advantage of another little break. Sean crawled out of Anti's lap and Illinois and King's clothes switched back.

Actor looked to the direction he saw Dark stomp off to.

'Perhaps this could be my chance' he looked around at the others who were all busy doing their own thing.

'They seem more relaxed than when I first arrived here. . . . This is my chance.. . . why I came'

Slowly as to not cause a disturbance, Actor got up and walked off, acting as if he were going to go to the bathroom again.

And no one even suspected a thing.