|Truth or Dare
Author: bluewoo22 PM
Truth or Dare with a psychopathic twist. Furthermore, not for kiddies.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Parody - Michael M. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,021 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 06-29-12 - Published: 04-04-12 - id: 7991494
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Lololol, I'm so sorry to not be able to update in a while, but I'm here now, so, yes. Be happy:) Okay, down to business. Since very few people submitted truths, this chapter shall be short. Don't blame me...some of you didn't follow the rules. ;A; oh well, no harm done. Here is more delicious torment and torture for you all to devour. I take immense pleasure in fulfilling your wishes...so this is fun for me! :D enjoy!
Chapter two: Truths
As the gang awoke to find light spilling in through a nearby wall, a distinct figure waltzed into the room, humming a fairly dreary tune. She beamed brightly at the group, bringing most of them back to reality. They were still trapped in this fucking torture chamber with this wench. Many groans and pleas fell upon deaf ears, causing most of the moaning in protest to come to a halt.
Katarina, being the kind person she was, cleared up the gloomy, heavy silence with a slight smirk, along with a chuckle or two.
"Welcome back, everyone! Now, in this portion of the game, you all shall be answering questions made by the lovely people at home! How fun, huh?" Kat chirped. They, especially Michael, glared daggers at the scrawny host.
"Well, fine. Let's just jump into this, shall we?" Kat didn't hesitate for an answer, instead unfolding a sheet of paper, revealing writing in horrid handwriting. "Sorry about my here chicken scratch, but it's better than nothing..." She said, eyes scanning her sloppy mess of words upon the paper. "Okay, first question, and or truth, is for Annie and Michael, the question comes from our good friend, Tickles, so lovebirds, how didja enjoy the kiss, huh?" Kat cooed, they could practically hear the smirk in her voice.
"It was fucking disgusting, bitch. Absolutely awful. Satisfied?" Annie quipped, snapping at Kat. Annie's lips drew into a sneer as she caught a glimpse of Michael nodding slowly in agreement.
"Well, no need to be so bitter, honey dew." Kat clipped her words with her teeth, obviously upset with her answer. "Oh well, onto the next question. The next one comes from the lovley DR1999, Annie, you go first." Kat smiled as Annie cringed away from the sadistic woman. "Well, have you ever suspected Paul to be unfaithful at any point in your relationship? If so, explain."
"Well, no." Annie hesitated before continuing. "I mean, he's been late to many of the parties we have been invited to. That being said, he always had a believable excuse, that bastard...sneaky little prick." She broke into tears right after she wrapped up her answer. Laurie. obviously caring of the other girl, came to her aid.
"Ah, young love. So naive...anyways, back to the truths. Next one's for Laurie." Kat snickered as she read over the paper. "Verbatim, the question asks, why are you such a slut Laurie?" Michael is oblivious to the rage practically vibrating through his baby sister. Laurie charged Kat, coming at her with a battle cry. Kat dodged the oncoming attack, ducking behind Michael, who moved out of the way of his beyond pissed sibling.
"Next que-" Kat was cut off by a hand that connected with her cheek with a sharp crack. Kat was bewildered by the sudden attack by Laurie, however, once she realized what had just happened, she jumped into action. Katarina gripped Laurie by the scalp, dragging her over to the chains along the wall. She chained Laurie to the wall, patting her head once she had finished. Laurie struggled to free herself for a good minute or two, eventually giving up. Slouching against the filthy wall. Kat landed a good crack on her cheek as well, causing Laurie to screech like a banshee. Michael charged over to Kat, stopping shot when he reached the glaring women. He decided against butchering the witch, considering the agreement they made, and trudged over to the loveseat, plopping down with a thud.
"Just remember this situation the next time you want to try something with me, sweet pea. Understand?" Kat droned. Laurie began to weep as she nodded pitifully. Katarina slowly smiled, rubbing the cheek she smacked, gently trailing her boney thumb over the cheekbone, and kissing it harshly. Laurie gasped and jerked her head out of her grasp, which caused Kat to chuckle, coming to her feet once more.
"Back to the game, y'all. Next question is for Loomis. What possessed you to become a psychologist?" Kat questioned.
Loomis thought carefully about his answer, eventually deciding against his life story, and coming up with a short answer. "I just felt like it." He didn't care much for this female, so he didn't feel like answering to the best of his ability.
Kat shrugged, obviously not caring about his lack of enthusiasm, and continuing on with her game. "Whatever. Michael, did you ever have feelings for someone when you were young?" Kat asked, intrigued to know his answer.
Michael hesitated. He slowly nodded, leaving it at that. Kat, again, shrugged, not wanting to anger the sadistic maniac any further.
"Oh, thank God, this is the last question. It seems to include everyone, the question reads...in a fight to the death, who would win, Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Or Michael Myers. Eh, I'd say Jason...simply because he's badass. What do y'all think?"
Annie didn't respond, simply glaring at Kat, Michael, obviously, pointed to himself. Loomis said Freddy, and Laurie just whimpered, still chained against the wall.
Katarina just nodded, turning to leave, laughing psychotically at Laurie. She walked through her door, leaving them all in uncomfortable silence as Annie went over to Laurie, crying with her. Loomis when to go get something to eat, Michael just lumbered above everyone glaring at a wall. This was maddening. Simply maddening...and secretly, he enjoyed it. Watching everyone's sanity pushed to the brink and beyond. It was entertaining to say the least. He just couldn't wait until someone snapped. And he had a feeling it would be soon.