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Ghouls playing truth or dare because I need them to be happy and silly.

"We're too old for this game. We're too cool for this game," Alpha groans in protest as everyone else ignores him, settling in a wide circle in the middle of the common room, furniture pushed against the walls, blankets and pillows scattered on the floor so they can get comfortable.

"You're chickening out Alpha ?" Pebble grins, two joints in and even more caustic than usual. The fire ghoul glares at him, unlit cigarette pinched between his lips. From where Omega's sitting, shoulder pressed to River's, he can see the sparks zapping under Alpha's skin in annoyance highlighting the deep scar curled around his forearm.

"Not chickening out, i'm just sayin', we're grown ass ghouls-"

"Aw, it's okay if you're scared, no one's going to judge you," Mist snickers, empty bear bottles with their labels torn out laid in front of her like trophies. Omega snorts quietly as he surveils the bowl of popcorn being passed around. Yeah right. Alpha seems to have the same thought, because he scoffs.

"Fuck all of you losers, I'm in."

He drops on Omega's other side, grumbling quietly. The quint twines their tails together with a chuff.

"C'mon, it will be fun. When's the last time we got all the ghouls to gather like this ?"

"Too long. If no one dies tonight, Frater will have to consider himself lucky," Alpha relents, his cigarette lighting itself seemingly on its own. Delta, the popcorn bowl now in his arms, goes to crack the windows further open, his somewhat glitchy figure passing Omega on his way back. The quint makes grabby hands at him, to which he answers with a raised eyebrow.

"You asking for snacks, or to grope me ?"

Omega gives a cheeky grin, thick fangs on display.

"Whichever you like best darling."

He gets a handful of popcorns thrown in his face for his trouble, but Delta kisses his cheek once he actually passes him the bowl, so all is well.

"Okay, so," Special bellows excitedly, rubbing his hands together like a cartoon villain, "who's starting ?"

"As the newest addition to the pack, it's only fair Haze does, no ?" Dew offers, handing the ghoulette in question two shots she takes back to back with no hesitation whatsoever.

"Eh alright, I'm down," Haze agrees, gesturing for Special to go on.

"Okayyy...truth or dare ?"

"Dare," Haze answers easily, serenely undoing her french braids with a half smile floating on her face, like she knows her answer will get her some raised eyebrows- no sane ghoul would choose dare for the very first round. Cowbell let out one of their maniac chuckles that kinda make them sound like a crow on crack, grinning with all their razor sharp teeth. Special slaps them lightly on the thigh, probably silently begging them to behave.

Cowbell hums in thought, head tilting to the side until the angle looks uncomfortable and slightly concerning. Omega winces and presses his hand to his own neck, as if it would somehow stop Cowbell from snapping theirs.

"Ah, I know. Kiss the hottest ghoul within the ones you're not fully aquainted with yet."

Omega groans, Alpha rolling his eyes next to him.

"That's it ? What are you, twelve ?"

"You're going easy on her, Bell."

Cowbell shrugs, taking a long hit off the joint Chain passes them.

"Solidarity for a fellow cowbell user."

"Does that mean Spesh gets special treatment too ?" Rain chimes in from where he's sprawled half on Dew's, half on Mountain's lap. Special throws him a puzzled look.

"I don't use a- WAIT A MINUTE-"

Peel of laughters momentarily distract them from the game until Haze gets up and an anticipatory hush falls on the ghouls. Alpha leans into Omega, mumbling under his breath.

"Who d'you think ?"

The quint hums as he watches Haze take her time, riling her audience up by exagerating her thought process, hand on her hip and finger playfully tapping her chin.

"Safest bet would be Ifrit, I guess. Everybody wants to kiss Ifrit," Omega finally decides. It's true tho, the ghoul has pratically everyone wrapped around his finger - ghouls and humans alike. Alpha snorts.

"Fair enough."

For a moment, it seems like Omega was right, as Haze finally strides in Ifrit's general direction, but she makes a last second turn to crouch in front of Ivy, her painted lips stretched in a wide grin. The earth ghoul flushes as she chirps at him, letting him decide what kind of kiss he is comfortable with.

He ends up leaning in, pressing his lips to Haze's with a bashful look on his face. She's the one to deepen the kiss, cupping his face and crawling on his lap, tail swishing elegantly behind her even as she's very obviously shoving her tongue down Ivy's throat.

Omega wolf wistles, adding to the concert of cheers getting increasingly louder as neither ghouls make any move to pull away ; quite the contrary, as Ivy links his hands so low on Haze's back he's just shy of grabbing a handful, grunting when she pushes up against him until he ends up laying on the floor with a delighted ghoulette on top of him.

"Okay- okay enough, that's enough, first dare and it's already going to be hard to top that !" Special cackles, clapping in amusement. Haze straightens, licking her lips with a smirk.

"Oh I can top that alright, can't I Ivy ?"

The earth ghoul splutters, beat red an visibly out of breath. Ifrit cackles, shoving the ghoul's shoulder.

"You look like you just saw Satan dude."

Ivy does, in fact, seem to just have had a spiritual experience, panting with a dazed look of devotion in his eyes. Haze pecks him one last time, mumbling something that sounds suspiciously like "find me later ?" against his lips, before sauntering back to her place between Aurora and Aether, leaving Ivy to unsubtly adjust himself. Omega can't help but be impressed - for a new addition to the pack, Haze has balls of steal.

"Pick someone then dear," Cirrus huffs, twirling a straw between her fingers. The long scratch on her arm is healing nicely, Omega made sure of it, and he really hope she'll take it as a sign not to let herself get distracted when she's handling gardening tools.

Omega is a bit startled to see Haze look right at Alpha before calling out his name. Most new summon find the fire ghoul too intimidating to really go up to him, even in a game like this one, but then again. Alpha has a reputation, Omega cannot blame Haze for being curious. And she just proved she has the balls for it, too. The fire ghoul huffs, arching an eyebrow.

"Bold. Okay, truth."

"Pussy," Ifrit comments, not even bothering to dodge the pillow Alpha hurls his way. Omega grins, elbowing the older fire ghoul so he will focus as Special and Cowbell call for anyone with a good thing to ask. Within the chaos of loud musing, they nearly all miss the voice that rises.

"What the fuck did you do in that one east wing hallway for them to close it for the forseeable future ?"

Alpha's head swivells toward Aero, who holds his sweltering gaze easily. Earth, head on the air ghoul's shoulder, chuckles at Alpha's indignant protest.

"Will you ever let that go, you dick ? I told you it was nothing-"

Omega grabs the fire ghoul by the scruff, gently shaking him.

"Ah-ah, game's rules, give us an answer."

Truth be told, Omega already knows what happened ; but it's a story worth being heard a second time. Alpha sighs in exasperation, batting the quint's hand away with a grumble. There's an adorable crease between his eyebrows, and his lower lip is jutting out in something he would vehemently deny is a pout.

"Fine, fine. It really is nothing. I was just fucking around, showing off for a few Siblings, as one does, and I kinda forgot how flammable tapestry was. Curtains and rugs too."

"Don't forget the oil paintings Al," Omega snickers, dodging Alpha attempts at swatting him with his tail.

"You set fire to a whole ass hallway ? And you're the one scolding Ifrit for making popcorn with his hands ?" Mist cackles, slapping her thigh, heedless of the glare aimed her way. Zephyr tuts quietly, mumbling something that sounds like "Satan's most hypocrite soldier" as they take a long hit of a newly rolled joint.

"Oh, you guys are so fucking dramatic. Okay, okay, fuck all of you, my turn choosing. River, truth or dare ?"

The water ghoul on Omega's right grins lazily, pointy teeth on display, and tips the last of his his colorful cocktail down his throat before answering.

"Truth, and before someone calls me boring, might i remind you last time I chose dare, I ended up in the infirmary for three days ?"

Omega pulls a face. He does, in fact, remember, as the ghoul who had to clean everything up.

"Dude, nobody told you to smoke the whole thing tho," Aether points out, stretching his arms above his head with a groan. Omega makes a mental note to check on the younger quint's back tommorrow.

River shrugs, the spots on his light grey skin glowing faintly.

"Never trying any of Pebble's new stuff again. Ever. So, yeah. Truth."

The earth ghoul in question scoffs, flipping River off.

"Weak."

"I got one," Cumulus chirps, her smile just a bit too coy to be innocent. "Did you really fuck Sister Imperator ?"

Omega hears several people choking, and snickers quietly. Phantom's eyes are big as saucers, Sunshine's jaw on the floor. Even Dew, who's usually pretty unphased during those games when he's not directly concerned, raises a surprised eyebrow. Lake is having an hysterical fit of laughter, while Cowbell wistles.

"Please tell us that's true."

River smoothes his hair away from his face, forked tongue slipping out of his mouth for a second as if to taste the anticipation in the air.

"Yeah, that's true."

"Oh that's so fucking unfair," Cirrus whines, throwing her hands up, "I knew i should've made a move on her."

"Details, we want details !" Ivy presses, having apparently recovered from Haze's little stunt. River chuckles, tail flicking, clearly basking in the attention.

"Come now, a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. All you need to know is that she lives up to her reputation, and that she will outkink you."

Omega shakes his head, fully smiling now, as Special snorts.

"And I thought I was a freak."

"But for real," Aurora barrels on, curiosity shining in her eyes, "how the fuck did it happen ? I mean, she looked like she would stab you if you dared to hit on her. In a hot way, but still."

"Joke's on you, he's into that shit," Omega points out, wincing at the elbow he takes in the ribs in answer.

"You shut up, 'Mega, I know far too much about what you like for you to run your mouth," River snears, nearly making the quint bite right through his tongue. Oh, right. The water ghoul does, in fact, have quite a lot of amo against Omega.

"Ooooh, you can't just say that and refuse to elaborate, c'mon," Phantom protests, precariously balancing his drink on the knee drawn to his chest.

"About Imperator, or Omega ?"

"Both, definitely both man, please," Swiss whines, momentarily pausing in his very important task of catching the peanuts Cumulus is throwing him with his mouth. Omega flips the bastard off, but the multi ghoul simply turns the full force of his infamous grin toward the quint and it's very hard to ressent him all of the sudden.

Despite the pleading ghouls trying their best to needle answers out of a very smug-looking River, the water ghoul refuses to elaborate, claiming that he already answered one question and wasn't required by the game's rules to iduldge them all any further.

"Besides," River snickers, obnoxiously leaning on Omega's shoulder, "secrets lose their value if they're all revealed at once."

The quint shamelessly shrugs him off, watching him flop on the floor with a warning glance. River just blows him a kiss, the asshole, before tilting his head and nodding toward the opposite side of the circle.

"Okay, okay, I'm saying next up has to be Zephyr"

The air ghoul huffs, rejusting the leg they propped on Ifrit lap, gingerly eyeing their packmates' mischievious smiles.

"I feel like I really shouldn't say that, but dare."

Ballsy, but then again, Omega doesn't doubt Zephyr knows what they're doing.

Pebble makes noise of delight, hurrying to finish gulping down his beer, and nearly chokes on what he hasn't quite yet swallowed as he tries to speak too fast.

"Eat three spoonfull of Ifrit's ice cream. You know, the mint choco-"

"Finish that sentence and i'm lowering the air pressure around you until your eyes pop out of their sockets and your brain leaks out your ears."

Pebble, far too wasted to take seriously a threat Omega personally finds bone-chilling, smiles and rises up on his knees to gesture theatrically toward the kitchen. He loses his balance and tips over, nearly smashing his nose on the floor, but all it does is send him into a fit of uncontrolable giggles.

Zephyr, after a pause where they look around in hope of finding someone willing to offer them an out, sighs heavily and shakes their head, getting up with a groan. They nearly trip on the way back, too busy glaring at the ice cream container in deep disgust, holding it as far from them as possible.

"You all better watch closely, because you won't ever see me do this ever again," they grumble, digging a spoon into the pale green ice cream and shoving it in their mouth as soon as they sit back down, clearly wishing for nothing more than getting this done and over with.

Watching Zephyr pulling faces after faces, Omega winces in sympathy.

"Wouldn't want to be in their shoes right now," he huffs. Alpha scoffs.

"Nah you all are being dramatic. Mint chocolate is good, you just love to be dicks."

Omega sends him a bewildered look.

"Tastes like toothpaste, for fuck sake. That has to be fire ghoul thing, liking this fuckass flavor, you, Ifrit and Dew are literally the only ones who do."

Alpha rolls his eyes, clicking his tongue piercing against the back of his teeth in a disaproving manner.

"Sunshine also has cravings for it from time to time. And I don't know what the fuck you use to brush your teeth but if it tastes like ice cream I have news for you."

"She's part fire, you're just proving my point."

Clearly, there's no winning the argument on either side, but Alpha seems to want to dig his heels in on that one, shaking his head and gesturing with his hands, as always when he gets passionate about something after a few drinks.

"You just suck. Mint chocolate is refreshing, and it's much less heavy on the stomach than other flavors. It's perfect when it's so hot you want to crawl out of your skin-"

Omega snorts and shoves him with a groan, taking a swing of his beer.

"You have the tasting buds of a heathen."

Before Alpha can snap back, loud cheers interrupts their debates ; Zephyr completed the dare, and Ifrit now seems to be trying to kiss the taste right out of their mouth. Dew takes the opportunity to steal both ice cream and spoon, quietly making it his number one priority to finish it before too much people notice.

"Their face," Earth hollers, laughing to the point of tears, "when they got to the thrid spoon- like a cat that smelled something they don't like."

It's nice to see Earth like this, Omega muses, him who's usually so stern and weary. Maybe it's the way Aero keeps stroking his hair, maybe it's the booze, or just the relaxed atmosphere, but the earth ghoul seems more carefree that he has looked in a while.

They're about to designate another victim to continue the game when Chain perks up.

"You know what would be fun ?"

Lake squints his eyes suspiciously at them, holding up a finger.

"Slow down, your idea of fun is usually bad news."

But Chain dismisses his fellow water ghoul's concern with a wave of hand, grinning in a way that only confirms what Lake just said.

"If we somehow managed to drag Copia and Perpetua into this."

Delta blinks slowly, his left eye twitching for a moment as it seems to hesitate between turning black or purple.

"...as in, ask them to play with us ?"

"Well, duh," Chain explains enthusiastically, "you just know they're both nosy fucks, they have to have enough gossip to feed us for years."

Mountain pushes his glasses up his nose, chewing on a leaf of basil he found Satan knows where, thoughtful.

"I mean, Chain's not wrong. Copia's been here for a long while, and Perpetua lurks a lot. They probably know some juciy stuff."

Omega hums, lips curving up.

"And they're both petty bitchies, especially around each other. Which means-"

"They won't turn down dares even if it kills them," Sunshine finishes for him, tail swaying behind her and eyes glinting.

Rain snorts, but he's already pushing up from the ground, brushing dust off his knees.

"Let's hope it doesn't. Shall we go get them ?"

The ghouls clamber to their feet, some more gracefully than others. Omega let Alpha pull him up, wincing when his knees make a slightly concerning sound. His vision momentarily blurrs and he stumbles, but rights himself quickly. Compared to Pebble, hanging off Chain's neck like his life depends on it, or Aurora, who's swaying with every steps and would probably be lost without Cumulus' arm around her waist, Omega's tipsiness seems like a pretty acceptable state.

"LAST TO COPIA'S OFFICE IS A DICKHEAD !" Ifrit suddenly screeches. In a second, all ghouls lunge forward, no matter how drunk, high or unsteady on their legs. Bodies collide, people cackle and whoop, and as Omega shoves Aether out of his way with a full-belly laugh, his packmates buzzing with energy around him, he feels wonderfully alive.

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