Air: This title is very confusing....

Nightflyer: Confusing how?

Air: Well, it's seven minutes in heaven, but doing it is hell...

Joy: So it's seven minutes in heaven hell.

Seashell: But whatever you do, don't say Holy fucking hell.

Rainkeeper: Why not?

Air: *giggles like a maniac*

Air: Cause CAS is HOLY and DEAN is like HELL, SO-

Nightflyer: Air, I thought Shipper rehab was HELPING you.

Air: It helped me get over my Fanfiction PTSD, but all that work is gone because now I found a new book that's much worse.

Nightflyer: Oh three moons.

Rainkeeper: Oh, and someone suggested that whenever we have a dare for the hosts, that episode be hosted by OUR dragonets....

Joy: And we'll be starting that in the second book of this.

Nightflyer: IF we need to have one. If not, then we'll just do that next time we have a dare for the hosts.

Seashell: NOW LET'S GET STARTED!

Nightflyer: PLEASE NO.

*Macaw, Faithbringer, Kelp, and Pineapple appear*

Joy: WOAH WOAH WOAH. WHY IS MY BOYFRIEND HERE?!

Kelp: Hey! Aren't you happy to see me?

Joy:....... Not for this dare I'm not.

Kelp: Ow.

Joy: Oh shut up, I love you.

Macaw: NO YOU LOVE MEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Air: Hey pineapple?

Pineapple: Um, yes?

Air: If you feel like killing anyone, I recommend him. And Faithbringer.

Nightflyer: Preferably brutally. 

Pineapple: That can be arranged.

Joy: And, word to the wise, the green one has a nasty habit of coming back to life.

Kelp: He's like a cockroach.

Air: .....Please, no cockroaches....

Macaw: No, I'm like a twinkie!

Seashell: *slaps Macaw*

Seashell: DO NOT RELATE YOURSELF TO THE GLORIOUS TWINKIES!

Air: Silly customer! You cannot hurt a Twinkie!

Joy: We going Zombieland over this twinkie? *slowly pulls out rifle for Zombie Apocalypse*

Nightflyer: Joy, no.

Joy: *slowly puts rifle away*

Rainkeeper: So for today's lovely dare, Joy and Macaw, Nightflyer and Faithbringer, and Kelp and Pineapple will be doing seven minutes in heaven!

Air: *growls angrily*

Joy: *gags in disgust and glares at Pineapple*

Faithbringer: WOO-HOO!

Macaw: IT'S ABOUT TIME!

Pineapple:.......Ew.

Kelp: Joy, please help me...

Joy: You kill him, I'll kill her.

Kelp: Sounds good. *grabs knife*

Seashell: NO KILLING EACH OTHER!

Nightflyer: Well, in that case....

Nightflyer: *ties a noose and strings it on the ceiling, wraps around neck* 

Nightflyer: Can't make out with me if I'm dead!  *laughs anxiously*

Air: *cuts rope*

Air: I am not letting you die that easily! 

Nightflyer:....Normally I'd thank you, but THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I'M DOING THIS!

Rainkeeper: What about Heaven?

Nightflyer: NO WAY IN HEAVEN, HELL, PURGATORY, LUCIFER'S CAGE, OR THE DARKNESS AM I DOING THIS!

Air: Dudes, he's serious. There's no way in Cain it's happening.

Faithbringer: Oh, it's happening. *knocks out Nightflyer*

Air: BITCH I WILL END YOU! *lunges*

Rainkeeper/Seashell: *holding Air back*

Air: DIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! I HAVE ARMIES ON MY SIDE!

Joy: Air, if we could kill them, They'd all be dead by now. 

Seashell: Just get it over with. *forces everyone into closets*

Rainkeeper: *releases Air*

Rainkeeper: Better?

Air: *growls* I'm going to gather my Army....

Rainkeeper: Uh oh.

*seven minutes later*

All: *runs out of closets*

Kelp: *shuddering*

Joy: I am not ashamed.

Macaw: *is dragged out, dead*

Seashell: Joy, when it comes to this dare, you need to STOP killing him!

Joy: Hey, he kissed me, I puked, then stabbed him. Good enough?

Seashell: *facetalons* How'd it go for the rest of you?

Pineapple: I don't kiss dragons.

Kelp: It was more just seven minutes of her mentally scarring me.

Joy: *hugs Kelp and glares at Pineapple*

Joy: When he feels better, you're DEAD.

Faithbringer: THAT WAS SO AWESOME!

Nightflyer: Horrifying. Awful. Torturous. Can I die now?

Air: HEY FAITHBRINGER!

Faithbringer: What, did you get your scary army?

Air: *deadpans*

Air: *drops an angry Crowley on the ground*

Faithbringer: THAT'S your army? One pathetic little scavenger?

Air: Let's go, guys. *grabs Nightflyer*

Joy: But- Pineapple stabby time!

Air: Leave her.

Joy:.....Okay.

Hosts: *leave*

Crowley: *fixes cufflinks*

Crowley: You're good.... But I'm Crowley. *snaps fingers*

*two minutes later*

Joy: *walks in*

*Pineapple, Faithbringer lying dead on the ground*

Crowley: *petting invisible hell hound*

Joy:.....AIR, CAN I RECRUIT THIS SCAVENGER FOR MY SQUAD?