Dare submitted by LiminalAreas

Manta: Avocado, you've got another question!

Avocado: Again? 

Manta: Yep. And it's for Thoughtful too.

Avocado and Thoughtful, I dare you to confess to your crush >:)

Avocado: ...

Avocado: What?

Manta: And they say they have a lie detector to check your answer. 

Avocado: That's pretty hardcore.

Manta: Where's Thoughtful?

Avocado: Oh, probably somewhere.

Thoughtful: Did someone call me?

Manta: Yes! You've got a dare.

Thoughtful: A dare?

Avocado: They want us to confess our crushes.

Thoughtful: *flustered* What kind of question is that?

Avocado: It's not a question, it's a dare.

Manta: More like a threat. They have a lie detector.

Thoughtful: Um. Well, do you have a crush? 

Avocado: Genuinely no. But I know you do.

Thoughtful: So?

Avocado: I'm going to help you :)

Thoughtful: With what?

Manta: Well, the dare says to confess to your crush. Not just who they are.

Thoughtful: Oh great.

Avocado: And we all know that there is only one way to confess to your crush.

Thoughtful: Should I be worried?

Avocado: *in a sing-song voice* Shakespeare!

Manta: *to Thoughtful* Yes you should.

-Hours Later-

Avocado: Thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings that then I scorn to change my state with kings. Repeat.

Thoughtful: *awkwardly* Thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings that then I scorn to change my state with kings. That sounds terrible.

Avocado: That's because you aren't adding any genuine emotion! Come on, try again.

Thoughtful: Surely there has got to be better lines than this one.

Avocado: You can look if you want. *Passes book*

Thoughtful: *reading aloud* A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee. That's awful.

Avocado: You have no taste.

Thoughtful: When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do nothing but that. That one's nicer.

Avocado: And you sounded better too. 

Thoughtful: Okay. I'll try this one. *looks directly at Avocado* Hear my soul speak:

The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service; there resides,
to make me slave to it.

Avocado: *blinks* That was... very good.

Thoughtful: *bashfully* Honestly?\

Avocado: Oh yeah. You're definitely ready to confess. You'll sweep them off their feet.

Thoughtful: Oh I forgot about that. Okay, I guess I'll do that.

*Thoughtful leaves*

Manta: ...

Avocado: What?

Manta: *facetalons* Are you serious?

Avocado: What?

Manta: You're clueless.

Avocado: I genuinely have no idea what you're talking about. He sounded great!

Manta: Yeah no kidding!