The Selection truth or dare.

the last update was Super short and I still feel bad for the lack of updates so heres another one, hopefully that is a little funnier....

Queen Amberly's POV

My husband is maniacal, a hot maniacal powerful man.He has the chefs working on our plan. they are cooking a concoction much like super glue. And Clarkson asked the guards to get some guns. The guards came back with hand pistols without ammunition.

the chefs start modeling the sugary sticky treats into bullets for us to fire I think... I'm not super sure yet because 'king know it all' wont tell me his full proof plan yet. The chefs continuing modeling the treats into weapons... death by candy is the way to go if you ask me. My husband laughs. "Perfect." He says. taking the sugary ammo into his hands. He loads the gun with them and points it at me.

I jump, "hold up there king fussy pant! If you even consider using that on me I will-" He pulled the trigger before i could finish. The sappy sugar hit my feet and glued me to the floor. "you'll what sweetie?" He asks me. I stare at him dumbfounded for a while . "I'm sorry honey." He says, "You just can't let my son beat me and you're kinda the reason we are losing right now." I feel myself fluster. " So you chose to glue me to the floor?!" I holler.

He leans in to give me an apologetic hug but I grab the gun and fire. I hit the chef in accident. he got glued against the wall. And mumbled something along the lines of "why do i bother." I point it again and shot this time hitting my husband. he slipped ad landed on his stomach gluing his junk to the floor. He struggled against it but tore his pants. I chuckled. Everyone in the kitchen could now see his not so manly underwear.

Who knew a king wouldn't just wear white boxer briefs... no instead he wore underwear... with my face sewn into the right cheek and his sewn into the left. The entire kitchen burst into a frenzy of laughter. Maxon bursts into the kitchen. and Clarkson grabs the gun and points it at our son. Maxon darts out of the room looking terrified... But for some reason I don't think he was scared of the gun, I think he was more scared of his fathers underpants.

Maxon's POV

Have you ever seen your father with underwear with your very own mothers face in graved into the right buttocks... i pray to Jesus you never have to... the only thing I think that could possibly be worse is seeing a tattoo of her over his junk.... I walk out and Aspen raises an eyebrow. "You okay bro?" I look him in the eye..."No. And never will I be again." He gives me a hug, "Oh its ok baby maxi pad, you're just too innocent for your own good sometimes." I push him away, "Shut up." I laugh. I shrugs, "what it's true, you're sheltered bro."

I shrug it off "so what do we do about Marlee's team now. we have to prank them twice. And I'm out of Ideas...." Aspen thinks hard and gets an idea. "Well it's almost time to eat... maybe we could put Visine in their food!" I stare at him.... "Visine? Are you sure?!" He nods, "I know giving them explosive diarrea might be going a little far but to be fair they dressed her maids up and tricked us and it's a risk I'm willing to take.

I nod at him. "Ok. Lets do this... But lets go to the other kitchen... I'm to scared to go back into that one." Aspen glances into the kitchen and grimaces.... "Good idea."

So dinner comes around and everyone agreed that we could eat in the middle of the game if needed. so everyone was sitting down. Even people who weren't playing. But most people were looking at Celeste... Still with her blue hair. She seemed to upset to eat. My parents didn't attend they were still being unglued from the kitchen floor. I glance at Aspen we were too eager waiting for the final team to take a bite of their drugged meals.

America looked funny over at me, I must have been acting suspicious... I shovel some steak into my mouth. Aspen does the same. America smiles and nudges Marlee. They both laugh and take a bite of their meals. "YES!" I jump out of my chair and scream, "You just got pranked ladies." Marlee and America give each other glances and laugh. "Really? Are you sure?" they taunt. "What?" I ask. Aspen grabs my shoulder. "Oh no." I hear his stomach rumble as he rushes off to the bathroom Mine starts to act funny too. I rush to the bathroom.

Explosive diarrea is not fun I will tell you that. And on top of that America's team won. So today was just overall a bad day for me. It was nice to see hr so happy though.  But it was killing me, how on earth did they do it?!

America's POV

Oh my gosh Guys are so stupid sometimes. We were walking down the hall looking for the kitchen when I saw Maxon run out of it Marlee pulled me against the wall so they wouldn't see us. we heard the whole conversation... you would be surprised how easy it was to wreck the boys plans.

It was simple really, when they told the chef to drug our meals he did of course because when a prince asks the chef to do something he does it. But when the waiter went out to deliver the meals Marlee and I slipped him a quick $50 to switch the boys plates with ours. It was pretty simple from there. We just had to act like nothing was going on.

Maxon was making it really obvious he did something though he was practically staring at us like a child in a candy store eager to buy everything his eyes were bulging out of his head with anticipation. then all we had to do was wait until they took a bite. they pranked themselves.

personally I'm proud of my team.

Marlee's POV

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH! WE WON WE WON WE WON!!!! YAY YAY YAY!!! We totally kicked maxi pads booty! I think I'm gonna call him maxi pad from now on though... it kinda suits him.... but girl power BOOYEAH!!

America's POV

It was the next morning and Maxon said he wanted to try something new... He said we would be doing a talent show... but with a twist... oh boy... here we go again.... I walk out into the garden where the same people were waiting. Kriss, Celeste, Marlee, Aspen, the king and queen and me... and of course Maxon. In maxon's hand was a top hat with folded pieces of paper. He told us each to grab one. so we did.

my paper read,

magician

I look up at him confused, "what are these for maxon?" I ask.

He smirked at me, "these are your talents."

oh shit....

Thank you for staying with my story after I hadn't updated in forever! Give me some ideas and things you want to see happen! I'm open to really almost anything! Thanks again and comment what you think!