Thank you Newfoundland_Emy
For letting me finish this part you wrote. It is an honor :D
I will try to do this justice

Trigger warnings: alcohol, drunken hermits

[a.n. Ohohhhhh I'm getting flashbacks to my Halloween party oneshot lmao]

3rd person POV, I think:

"Guysguysguys who wants to play truth or dare?" Grian shouted from full throat, trying to outspeak the jukeboxes loud noise. Many drunk hermits were scattered around in Grian's old hobbit-hole, this place somehow made itself to be the home of most of the parties they threw, the homey spruce interior and the beautiful decorations, the way Grian built the place made a perfect place for the gatherings they had monthly.

These events usually ended with most hermits tipsy by the evenings, only somewhere sober, the ones who usually never drank, or didn't drink much.

But this night many of usually sober hermits were somewhat tipsy, X was drunkenly clinging on Biffa, trying to get him in something. Joe seemed sober at first sight, but his face was deeply flushed, as he explained something to Cleo and Mumbo maybe a bit too intensely. Mumbo was slightly dishevelled, and his suit was wrinkled, jacket unbuttoned and threatening to fall off under Cleo's grasp. The zombie was clearly drunk, trying to blabber something, while her dark orange hair fell into her face multiple times.

Impulse stood in a corner, watching over his friends, holding a can of beer in his hands, lazily sipping from it. But the time was getting late, and he was getting a bit tipsy after some time, he was drinking his third beer. He decided that this is gonna be the last, as he was scared if he'll get too tipsy and out himself in front of his crushes. He was deep in love with his two best friends, and couldn't afford to lose them just because he got too drunk one night. His friends were more important than anything for him, and he'd do anything for them.

Iskall was sitting on a couch on the side of the room, intensely making out with Stress, forgetting the others presence but his fiancé. They were overly heated in the moment, Stress sitting on Iskall's lap, lips intertwined together.

The only sober man was Etho, who could not drink because of his alcohol intolerance, so he stuck to his girlfriend and watched her talking with the two drunken boyfriends, Bdubs and Keralis. They were originally talking about some building stuff, but as they got more and more tipsy the conversation was getting off the topic. Etho was trying to get out of the discussion when heard Grian's yells.

"What?" he shouted back, not hearing clearly what did the boy say.

"Doc turn down the fucking music we can't hear anything!" screamed someone from the crowd, so the said man turned off the jukeboxes.

"What the fuck is going on?" Ren groaned as he got separated from his boyfriend for seconds, with a disappointed look on his face.

We're playing Truth or Dare" yelled Grian in the loud room.

"Everybody calm the fuck down, we're playing ToD, get your shit together, and sit in a circle" shouted Ex, trying to tidy up the situation.

A few minutes, someone opening the door, and Ex shouting his lungs out, and the hermits sat in a circle on pillows, ready to play.

"So we have some rules because I don't trust some of you in this state" Grian spoke, while the hermits made disappointed faces, not really liking rules. "No dangerous and sexual dares, and none which includes cheating" he said, calming the herd down, although Doc and Ren still was a bit grumpy.

"So, I start, truth or dare Mumbo" he asked, giving a glance at his best friend who was slightly disshelved as Cleo hung on him.

"Truth" he sighed, already exhausted from the long day and party.

"Hmm... When will the babies come?" winked Grian, smirking at the shocked expressions on the faces surrounding him, and watching Mumbo turn beetroot red from embarrasement.

"No babies will come" he muttered, staring down at his lap while the other hermits broke out laughing.

"Are you sure?" Cleo smirked at Mumbo, who probably already wished for the ground to swallow him whole than to answer.

"Leave me alone" he mumbled, burying his face in his palms, but he accidentally knocked down a wine glass, which shattered on the spruce floor tinting the wood deep crimson.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry Grian!" He panicked, standing up to run for a cloth to clean up the mess. "Leave it, it'll dry and I'll just replace the blocks, it'll be fine" his best friend reassured him. "Who do you dare?"

The game went on, everyone having an overall good, but drunk time, Cleo told that she had a sister, who is now probably dead due she isn't a zombie..., Scar got dared to tame a random cat as quickly as possible, he completed it in three minutes, Bdubs got dared to lick a diamond, and Ren had to play like Renperor straight (gay) for five minutes.

"Now who should I ask?" He looked around, and saw Grian winking at him then looking at Impulse first, then at Zed and Tango. Ren winked back, and looked at the mentioned guy

"Impulse, truth or dare?" Ren asked, staring at him.

"Uhm, truth" he muttered awkwardly, looking in his cup.

"Who do you have a crush (or crushes) on?" He asked curiously, making Impulse visibly blush, although most people were already red from the heat of the room.

"Ok, dare" he changed, trying to avoid the subject.

"I dare you to kiss them"

"Truth"

"No, you must do it" Ren laughed at Impulse's awkwardness.

The said mad just sat there head buried in his hands, thinking of the possible outcomes of this situation. He looked up afraid, looking around, but his eyes now stopped at Tango and Zedaph sitting next to eachother, both trying to act like nothing's happening, but they both were blushing deep red.

[and this is where I start writing to hopefully do this justice it's already really well written. We will probably have really different writing styles and language ;-; if things get confusing this is just a heads up as I don't plan things, wait no I take that back I do plan things it's called word vomit and going with the flow]

Impulse in his tipsy state could not get a coherent thought, and was more in a gay panic then anything else. So he was just having the time of his life.

Impulse's POV:

What am I supposed to do. I can't just kiss my two best friends. As much as I really want to, I seriously can't do that. Too awkw-

"Seriously just man the hell up already and kiss  'em!" Cleo spoke loudly.

Hmmmmm time to be a slight smart ass.

"And if I don't?"

Cleo looked me dead pan in the eyes and muttered under her breath loudly
"Don't and you'll find out, and trust me you won't like what happens"

Because Cleo can be rather threatening I obliged. Even though I'd rather not.

Wait a minute. How do I kiss two people at once.....?
I shrugged off that thought, it would take much more brain power then I've ever had to answer that.

3rd person POV:

Everyone was silent waiting to see what their fellow hermit would do, and whom they were going to kiss.

Another awkward 30 seconds passed before TFC who was mildly drunk himself broke the silence.
"Oh stop being such a big baby and kiss the fool or fools already"

"ok fine you all win. Just know that you all have killed every once of dignity I had left." Impulse sighed while walking over to Tango and Zedaph.

He gave them both a very small peck on the cheek. While also whispering a very soft "I'm sorry"

The entire group minus the three, all started muttering.
"I knew it"
"I'm really not surprised"
"'Twas bound to happen eventually"

Meanwhile, Impulse Tango and Zedaph were all bright red. You could not tell where Tangos face ended and his eyes began.

Zedaph decided to break the awkwardness.
"Well then can't say I was expecting that, but 
I could get used to it" he smirked looking at the other two flustered derps. Before getting smacked upside the head by Tango.

"What he meant to say is we could get used to it but probably never will be used to it as much as we would like to get used to it we won't and glad to know the feeling is mutual at least that's a relief for me not too sure about Zed but from the likes of things he too feels this way. But I can't speak for them-" Ren cut him off.

"Dude just stop your making my head hurt rambling like that."

"We really don't need three flustered tipsy idiots rambling, so why don't you three go step out side and drink some water perhaps and talk things over" Etho who had been mostly quiet during this whole interaction finally spoke up.

The three nodded and very awkwardly stepped outside.

"Sooo Impulse... Tango, since we already know that impulse likes both of us.... I uh like both of you... as well" Zedpah very awkwardly muttered.

"Nice" Tango nervously smiled and gave finger guns.
"Funny Story, i also like both you"

"Ayyyyy" the three very enthusiastically said while still being overly awkward.

"So now what?" Impulse used the last of his braincells to actually make a coherent sentence.

"I think this means we're dating now...?" Zedaph guessed.

"Makes sense, how about we ditch these people, and go watch a movie or something as it may be too awkward for us to return inside..." Impulse gestured, while the other two nodded agreeing.

And in that moment they felt accomplished and content with each other as they walked back to where they had settled.

About 1700 words.
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This was so much fun to finish! But of course I suck at ending things and could honestly of continued this forever. 😅
Thank you Newfoundland_Emy for suggesting this! You did write the majority and I can only hope I did this justice:)

But for now, Keep swimming my little fishies!
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