《Multi-Fandom Truth or Dare (Completed)》7 mins in heaven
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(I might've forgotten to mention that Logan is a stitched Monster thing now)
Oceana: 7 mins in heaven with the pairs! One rule tho, nothing above kissing and cuddling! We all know you were thinking it Darcie and Remus
Remus and Darcie: *quiet "aw"*
Roman: Who's first?
Dahlia: Remus and Emile
(They go in the closet)
Remus: *shivers*
Emile: Are you cold?
Remus, very flustered: N-No! I'm fine! *Continues to shiver*
Emile: *hugs Remus*
Remus: *melts into the hug and falls asleep*
(7 minutes later)
Dahlia: *takes pictures*
Remus: AHH!
Emile: Are you ok?
Dahlia: Next is Roman and Virge!
(They go in da closet)
Virgil: Hey Hey Hey
Roman: What do you need, Dearest?
Virgil: Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Roman: Panic! At The Everywhere?
Virgil: Heyheyheyheyheyheyhey
Roman: Storm Cloud?
Virgil: Oh Hi
Roman: Is this what I do?
Virgil: Yep!
(This continues for the next 7 minutes)
Dahlia: why am I not surprised?
Oceana: Next is........
Thomas: Remy and Deceit?
Dahlia: Sure, why not?
(They go in the closet)
Deceit: Remy?
Remy: What do you need Dee-Dee?
Deceit: There's a snake around your neck
Remy: Oh yeah, it doesn't look like on of your snakes. It had some funny markings on it's head
(Seven minutes later)
(The snake slithers off of Remy's shoulders and turns into Loki)
Dahlia: Why are you here?!
Oceana: Seriously
Logan: *Siriusly
Loki: I happen to have been teleported here by thAT F*CKIN ANNOYING WIZARD!
Oceana: Who?
Dahlia: Doctor Strange
(Idk if Oceana likes marvel or knows what it is)
Loki: *portal opens up below him* Welp, I'm off apparently
Dahlia: Anyways, Logicality is next!
(They go in the closet)
Logan: Patton
Patton: What?
Logan: *cuddles him* Nothing, just wanted a hug
Patton: Your so adorable sometimes
Logan: Falsehood, your the adorable one here!
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Patton: No, you are!
(This went on for about 5 minutes)
Logan: Ok, we are both equally adorable but more adorable in each other's eyes
Patton: Hmm, Ok!
(They cuddled for the other 2 minutes)
Dahlia: *lets them out*
(My sides basically just cuddled each other in the closet)
Dahlia: Now, the final duo,
Oceana: Me & You
(They go into da closet)
Dahlia: Oceana
Oceana: What Dahlia?
Dahlia: I'm a Banana!
Oceana: Your a what?
D: I'm a banana!
O: What happened to your clothes?
D: I'm a BANANA!!!
O: wh-
D: I'm a banana
D: I'm a banana
D: I'm a banana
D: Look at me move! Yeah yeah!
(Oceana joins her)
D&O: I'm a banana!
(This continues for 6 minutes)
*They stop*
Dahlia: *falls to the ground laughing*
Oceana: *accidentally falls on top of her, back to back*
(They are dying of laughter for the rest of the time)
Logan: *lets them out*
(They fall out but Logan makes them levitate)
Dahlia: I-can-can't BREATHE
Oceana: M-Me t-too!
Patton: Well, Goodbye Boys, Girls and Non Binary Pearls! Peace out you wonderful people!
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