Hey, everyone!

[pastisgone.livejournal.com]

THIS IS OFFICIALLY TIME FOR

TRUTH OR DARE!


And everyone should play! C'mon, it'll be fun! :)

Comments

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Dare you to be my slave for the next week. :D





... Nah, I'm kidding. Let me think, here.

How about...



Sing "I Touch Myself" in its entirety, in front of everyone, and dedicate it to your boyfriend. You know, Danny? Yeah. And here's the clincher:

You gotta do it sober.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

What did I ever do to you? :(

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Told me to make it good.

I only complied. ;D

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

That's not good, that's horrible.

I'd rather be your slave.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Then you should've given me your definition "good" ... 'cause I saw it as "a challenge."

I bet you would.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

I'm not doing that.

I bet you'd want me to.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

You're gutless. I'm disappointed.

Nah. You don't have a slave nature.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

I'm not gutless, I just don't think that's a good idea.

You're probably right. Wouldn't really know, though.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Fine. How about this: Bonnie Raitt, "Something To Talk About", still the same dedication, still sober. That song was on and, haha, it sounded fitting.

Is that any damn easier?

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

I guess.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

It better be! I cut you some slack!

You know Danny's got a good sense of humor. I doubt he'd be put off by this.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

I hope you're right.

Let me have a go at you now. Truth or dare?

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

I am.

Truth. I've already been dared.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

How do you feel about me, and you'd better be damn honest.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

I want you to have my children. Someday, I'm gonna kill Taylor in his sleep, so I have you all to myself.







... No, seriously, uh...

At first, I really didn't like you at all. And I found out that when I gave you a hard time, you got all defensive. That, I liked, 'cause gettin' a rise out of people is fun. But then you started to wisen up and stopped taking things so personal, and actually, even though that usually makes me lose interest, I didn't mind. Guess it was different, kinda cool.

So now, I can say things and you know I'm just messin' with you, that most of the time I don't mean what I say.

Course, even if I did, at least now you won't know the difference. :>

Anyway, I guess if I was gonna pick someone to be my hard-ass, semi-bitchy older sister, it'd be you. (But Calleigh's still my favorite, though. You obviously came from a different dad, what with that red hair of yours, and I have to discriminate somehow. Sorry, Starling. ;D)

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

That's...oddly sweet. I think. :)

Thanks.

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Yeah, and it's very very very likely it's the only time you're gonna see somethin' like that.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I'll savor this moment and have the mun bookmark it or something. :D

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Bet you'll tell you and Danny's kids about it too, huh?

I can't wait till they come asking me about it. I'll claim senility. "I didn't say that. Your mother is lying to you."

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

Well isn't that just the sweetest damn thing ever?

Isn't it a bit...early...to be thinking about your nieces and nephews?

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

I thought so.

Oh, please. I'll be surprised if I don't see some in a year's time.

[agent-starling.livejournal.com]

What the hell?

[disciplinary.livejournal.com]

Heh heh heh.