I dare Cleo to summon an Elder God. Any one will do.

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Have I been avoiding the first one? MAAAAYYYBE...

Why? Cuz I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ON EARTH IS AN ELDER GOD DX

Did u ask for help? I asked six friends for help, they said they'll tell me if they ever find out...

Did u get the help? No.

R u gonna do the dare? YES!
Ye-no-maybe...

Why don't u just admit it? ADMIT WHAT?

Admit it you don't think you can do it... That it's useless even trying... I CAN DO IT AND I WILL DO IT, SO SHUTUP WEIRD VERSION OF ME THAT THINKS THAT THEY CAN RUIN MY LIFE!

Jeez... Okay den

_____

Iskall, Cleo, Stress were sitting outside the G-Team base.

HEAYA! CLEO!

Jevin jumped up in confusion, "who on ear-"

Jevin, this doesn't concern u...

"BUT WHO R U"

A magical creature that once dared u to say a secret...

"OHHHH now I remember..."

Anyways Cleo

"Yeah?"

Uhh...

Hang on a second...

*SNAP*

Cleo: what was that supposed to do?

Make it easier to write things...

Jevin: okay, now why do u need Cleo?

Again, this ain't concern u...

Jevin: well now it does!

Fine..
Hey, why is Stress so silent?
She's like a silenced phantom today...

Cleo: it's hard to explain... I blame Grian and Iskall...

Jevin: yeah, those guys need to get hurt... Somehow...

Anyways...
Cleo!

Cleo: yeah?

u got a dare!

Cleo: who?

Giratinashelper
It says that u need 2 summon an elder god...

Jevin: a what?

I dunno... I asked my friends, the only helpful person was one of that said that it was a history thing...

I've never done history...

Cleo: *looks at Stress, then looks at Jevin* mmph

Pleeeeeaaaaasssseee

Cleo: in one condition...

I DONT DO CONDITIONS!

Cleo: too bad cuz I want you to clean the meeting room so that it's spotless.

R u kidding me? No way in hell!

Jevin & Stress: *laughing*

Cleo: no, I wouldn't make you do that...

Phew...

Cleo: BUT

O no

Cleo: I do want SOMETHING

Mhm?

Cleo: I want to dare

NOPE!
NOPEY NOPE!
NOPEY NOPE NOPE!

Stress: I don't think you got a choice...

NOOOOO

Cleo: Then no Elder God

SCREW U

Cleo: let me dare, or no Elder God

FINNNE

Cleo: I dare you, t-

OwO me?

Cleo: yep, I dare you to make a one shot book.

B-b-but I-I-

Jevin: actually why haven't you made a oneshot book yet?

Uh...

Stress: don't stress, it's just a question...

I j-just d-don't wan..na...

Cleo: it's cuz she only wants to make books that nobody else has came up with yet... Like Fusions, or Ask/Dare... That way she's the first.

I CAN SPEAK FOR MYSELF THANK U VERY MUCH!

...

And yeah... I do only make books that nobody comes up with, that way I feel different, and less 'useless'

Jevin: why would u be useless?

Cuz i'm worst then the spoon...
Let's not go that far...

Stress: if the thought stresses you out, then don't do it.

BUT I NEED THAT DARE ANSWERED! ITS BEEN OVER A MONTH!

Stress: you're gonna start stressing

Since when did u start becoming a serial murderer?

Stress: how am I a serial murderer?

Your puns are killing me...
They're stressful

Stress: *gasps*

Cleo: STOP CHANGING THE SUBJECT!

DARN GOSH
IM SARY!

Cleo: fine, how about this? I dare the readers to decided weather u should make a oneshot book or not?

I h8 u so much

Cleo: *smirks* thank me later

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Heyo! Before I start this dare, I just want u to know that I've never heard of an 'Elder God' so I asked tons of people. And only one managed to tell me something that made me understand EVERYTHING...

And it only took two names...

Necronomicon (spelt wrong)
And Cthulhu

After that I felt like a blank spoon as I went "OHHHHHHHH"

So if this doesn't make total sense, it's cuz the back story falls onto Tokyo Soul.

Enjoy!

___
*joehills hacking lab(what did he call it again?)*

Cleo: I DID IT

*Tango, Jevin, Stress, Joe, and Iskall walk in*

Jevin: did what?

Cleo: I SUMMONED HIM!

Stress: oh, you did it!

*just then, in the cage infront of Cleo, "He" came.*

Cleo: *smiling* why hello there, Cthulhu...

*Cthulhu looks up, and notices him in a cage, AGAIN*

Cthulhu: what world is this?

Cleo: welcome to HermitCraft! *bows*

*everyone follows Cleo's actions and bows*

___

*outside in the middle of the battlefeild*

*Grian, Mumbo, were arguing against Doc, Ren, X, and False*

Doc: Well MAYBE Mumbo shouldn't have TRIED MOLE-ING US!

Mumbo: *face flusters with anger*

Grian:*moves infront of Mumbo, like as if Mumbo can't protect himself*

You don't get to SAY anything about Mumbo!

Mumbo: *realises that Grians protecting, and starts getting more angry*

I can deal with what I get JUST FINE! Thank you.

Everyone else: *stares surprised by Mumbos quick response, at Grian*

Mumbo:*turns around and flies away*

*rest of G-Team walk into setting*

Tango: what just happened there?

Grian: *sigh* I don't know, he's probably being a spoon...

Ren:*realises something that even the author doesn't*

Are you saying, that ever since this war has been happening, you've been treating Mumbo as a spoon this whole time?

Grian: he is a spoon, he was always a-

Ren: GRIAN! just stop for a moment, and hear yourself out;
Is he a spoon?
Or is he, your best friend?

Cthulhu:*walks in* why hello, I swear I just heard, a very interesting name...

Grian: *le gasp and turns to Cthulhu* you

Cthulhu: *evil smile of evilness*

Grian: *sudden flashbacks* turns pale*

Doc: uhm... Grian?

Grian: h-ho-how...*words trailing off, because of his thoughts and flashbacks*

Cthulhu: your friend here, Cleo summoned me.

-- insert my normal format cuz this is HARD!--

Grian turned his head towards Cleo, it was obvious that she did not know what monster she just let loose.

Though he wanted to think about how he's gonna explain to Cleo, what she did, he realized that every time his thoughts flutter around, he kept staring right back at The Lord himself.

The group could tell that he was afraid, it was in his breath.

They just watched the showdown.

Finally, one of them spoke, "so this is where you've been, in an unknown world far away?" Cthulhu asked.

Grian backed away even more, accidentally bumping into Doc, but not caring. He wouldn't let his eyes moved off Cthulhu.

Doc grabbed Grians arms before the leader could trip, the other team noticed and readied their sword, causing him to swiftly think as always and show in his strength on Grian, that he was just trying to make sure nothing bad happened.

(How is this anywhere near my normal format?)

Just then, in time less than the blink of an eye, the sounds of fireworks ricocheted across the sky.

Grian disappeared, leaving both teams lost, as they turned their faces towards Cthulhu, who just looked up, and grinned.

--Meanwhile--

Mumbo kept flying back to his base, now feeling that he was safe to slow down, and relax with the air he was given on flight.

"I didn't need his help" Mumbo thought.

"Why does he even bother? I can't even remember how we first became friends.." Mumbos rage 

grew, as he clenched his fists, and kept on flying.

The same thoughts began to blur his mind, causing him to speed up, and expeditiously land right in the middle of his Ice-Biome Section.

"Who am I kidding" Mumbo thought, not knowing that he was speaking aloud. "I am a spoon. We all know it, I even invented the word!"

He felt himself kick his knees onto the cold, man-made ground.

"I AM NO USE!" He screamed. Waiting for an answer.

The only answer he got was tears. His rage suddenly becoming a desolation.

"I am a spoon, I always was." The pain in his heart corrupted him, just like how it destroyed all those documents dedicated to this one dare.

---As That Happened---

Grians heart wasn't doing great, beats were missed, but that wouldn't stop this Hermit from escaping. As long as Cthulhu doesn't know where he is, Grian will hopefully be fine.

The builder threw himself into the sky, and dropped himself right through his building, from a massive hole up on top of the roof.

"I'm not safe this way," The man thought, swiftly dropping a firework, and bailing through the front door, spiraling around before reaching to the top.

"Mumbo..." He thought, "he might be in his base! I can stay there!"

--What format am I using?--

AAHHH FILE KEPT CORRUPTING

PADT 2 SOON!