Mark grabs Jack's arm.

"Jack, please. We will do it. Okay?"

ONE WEEK LATER

Jack sits in a chair, staring intently at a clock. A soon as the clock strikes three, he jumps up.

"FINALLY!" He yelled, and starts saying every swear word he know, just because he can.

Mark walks in, looking cross.

"Jack, please..." Mark sighs, sticking a tutu in the trash.

Dark and Anti come in complaining.

"YOU HAD IT BETTER THEN US!" Both Mark and Jack snapped. Anti and Dark shut up.

"Never, EVER again." Jack snapped. "We are leaving before we get any more dares."