Mystreet Truth or Dare

Dare for Zane & Aaron

Mystreet Zane: Aaron, why don't you turn... you know...

Aaron: I can't! Others are watching and it's too dangerous for you!

Jason: Wdym

Before either person can respond, MCD Zane pounces at Aaron and stabs him right in the stomach.

Aaron: Fuck...

Aaron flops to the floor. A faint scream of "AARON!" can be heard behind the transparent kitchen door— Aphmau banging on the glass as Pandora holds her back.

Jason: Don't lose concentration, idiots. Zane, keep fighting.

MCD Zane: With pleasure. *he snickers evilly*

Mystreet Zane: You'll pay for hurting my girlfriend's good friend who is also my best friend's boyfriend.

Mystreet Zane gets into an attack position, sword in hand. "My body is ready Daddy," he snarls at MCD Zane.

"Then give it a slappy. Make Daddy happy," MCD Zane growls back, quoting the PG movie Trolls.

The two both charge at each other with immeasurable speed (five miles an hour) and fence. They're blocking each other with the swords, not letting either person go anywhere near each other. This is going no where. How can I get to him? Mystreet Zane wonders as he blocks MCD Zane's fifth slice.

Hmm...

Mystreet Zane: ZANE, WATCH OUT! IRENE'S BREAKING THROUGH THE ROOF!

MCD Zane only glances behind himself for a second— not enough time to do any harm while he's distracted.

MCD Zane: You think I would believe in such foolery? I know these tactics too well to let them be used on me.

Mystreet Zane: *to himself* Shoot.

They continued to jab and block as Mystreet Zane thought of another strategy.

Mystreet Zane: Jason, I need your hel—

Zane stopped himself with a groan and continued blocking all of MCD Zane's stabs.

MCD Zane: Where's your flair? Come on, fight me like a man!

Like a man... like a man! That's it!

Mystreet Zane rammed his knee into MCD Zane's nutsack as hard as possible. MCD Zane stumbled back and wheezed, crashing to the floor.

Jason: The fuck... I mean it worked but Jesus, that's kind of a dick move. Whatever, Zane you should go to the kitchen before he gets up again.

Zane obliged and walked into the kitchen, panting heavily from the sword fight with himself. (that sounded wrong). After thirty seconds or so, MCD Zane stood up.

He turned towards Jason and his eyes narrowed. MCD Zane charged straight towards Jason. Jason easily stepped to the side, his healing legs wobbling a bit from the movement.

Jason: So we're gonna play like that, eh?

MCD Zane: What do you have against me, peasant? I have ruthlessly murdered entire villages of people and laughed at their faces. I am a lord of a massive army that will someday take over the universe!

Author from the future: NOOOOOO NOT MORE 6TH GRADE EDGE

Jason: I guarantee I've murdered twice the amount of villages you have and molested even more people. So what if you're a lord? I'm a demon. I'd tear your throat out and smear it all over your face if I wanted to.

Author from the future: DAMMIT

MCD Zane: What's stopping you?

Jason: I don't want to get my hands dirty.

Travis to Pandora: Why the hell would a good person like you be friends with a hypocritical edgelord like that?

Pandora: How do you know I'm a good person?

MCD Zane: Try me. I dare you.

Jason: With pleasure.

Just as Jason is about to tackle MCD Zane, Pandora teleports in between them.

Pandora: What's up guys? We're ending this fight here. Bye, Zane.

MCD Zane: Nononono wait— *he disappears*

Pandora: Jason, your edge is showing. For now, that's the end of this chapter. Love you.