Requested by Doctor_donnatardis and Likelukeese

YP : Okay, guys! We got dares!

Jesse : Dares this time? With an 's'?

Axel : Seems like it.

Ellegaard : Okay, for some reason, I'm scared. Bring em' out, anyway!

YP : Alright, first things first! Lukas, this is your cue.

Lukas : What?

YP : Doctor_donnatardis asks you your opinion on Luktra.

Lukas : Um... (Looks at Petra and Jesse)

YP : Well...?

Lukas : Ugh! This is too difficult!

YP : You don't wanna upset the audience.

Petra : This is making things so awkward.

Lukas : Okay... So here I go...

YP : Carry away!

Lukas : Well, to be honest, 'Luktra' might go well...

Petra : (With a lenny face) Really?

Lukas : Just... Let me finish. I'm actually not a really big fan of it, since I'm already a thing with Jesse, but if there is another Lukas out there, I'd pair him up with Petra. But yeah, not a really big fan of Luktra, though. Sorry, guys. And no offense, Petra.

Petra : None taken. What makes you think I'd pair up with you?

Lukas : ... The fact that I'm a smart aleck?

Petra : You got me there.

YP : Wait! There's more!

Lukas : Oh, come on!

YP : You need to insult everyone the Order!

Everyone : What?

Olivia : Lukas would never do such a thing.

Magnus : Yeah, that boy's pretty quiet.

Gabriel : I can't imagine him insulting anyone except for Aiden, of course.

YP : A dare's a dare! You need to do it!

Lukas : But -

YP : No buts!

Lukas : Ugh... Fine! J?

J : Heeeeeyyy.... What's up?

Lukas : Okay, here I go... You are a rotten fiesty pig, and you think those suspenders of yours make you special? Huh? Well, they don't! And also, you suck at building, so just stop showing of your skills and stuff, and yes, I know you're better at combat than me, so please just stop bragging!

J : Didn't expect that.

Petra : Uh oh. YP, I think you put Lukas in rage mode.

YP : Rage mode?

Jesse : What's rage mode?

Petra : The mode Lukas is in when he gets super duper hyper... And mad. And stressed out.

Lukas : Hey, apple head!

Petra : Did he just call me that?

Axel : I think so.

Lukas : You are just a big apple, who has a sword for a brain! Hah! See what I did there?

Ellegaard : Uh... Nope.

Lukas : You just fight and fight and fight and fight and eventually, you're just going to become the sword swallower of the universe! You get rekt, punk!

Petra : Ouch. That last part hurt me.

Axel : So I guess it's my turn now, huh?

Lukas : The TNT noob. Always killing off those idiotic zombies together with you're dumb little brain. A thousands electrons at once!

Axel : What are electrons?

Lukas : You fat lump of dirt, you think you can outrun me? Look at what you're wearing. A fish bowl? Suck up, buttercup!

Axel : (Cries)

Lukas : Hey, Olivia! You redstone noob!

Olivia : Can't we stop with the noob talk, already?

Lukas : Nope! And I think being racist is gonna go to far, so I'll hang around the safe zone.

Jesse : That's my Lukas.

Lukas : Remember you used to blow stuff up? You old boot? You underaged baby? What do you think now, huh? About yourself! Try blowing yourself up with redstone!

Olivia : Ouch.

Jesse : When is he gonna stop?

Petra : When he's finished insulting everyone.

Lukas : Jessica! Dumb head!

Jesse : How do you know my real name?

Lukas : I won't tell you! And you think you're so special about the fact that I like you, don't you? Wrong! I'm the one who's awesome, and even though you killed the Witherstorm, you're just a little weakling.

Jesse : That... Wasn't nice... I wanna tackle him.

Petra : No, don't! He's just insane for just a moment.

Lukas : Ha ha ha! I'm the Master of Insulting! (Passes out onto the floor)

Axel : ... What just happened?

J : No idea.

Petra : Oh, right! I forgot he passes out once he is done.

YP : This was weird. Can somebody wake Lukas?

Magnus : Sure. (Stands up and slaps Lukas)

Lukas : Ow! What the - Magnus! Come on!

Magnus : (Lenny face) Couldn't resist.

YP : Okay, let's go onto the next dare! This one was suggested by Likelukeese, and she told the boys to have a strength contest!

J : Yes!

Lukas : No!

Ivor : Ahem...

Soren : Is this where I think this is going?

YP : Maybe.

J : I'm kinda excited for this.

Lukas : I'm scared.

YP : Girls, stand aside!

All Girls : Yay!

YP : Boys, stand in the middle of the room inside the gate.

Magnus : Cool! This looks like... A boxing thingy.

YP : First Competition, is the wrestling match! Match number uno, J versus Lukas!

Jesse : Go Lukas!

Petra : You can do this, J!

J : Um...

(Both steps into the ring)

Lukas : Wait, no protection, or anything?

YP : Nope. Okay, go!

~ Time Skip ~

YP : And looks like it's a draw!

(J and Lukas step out of the ring, with J with a bruise of his cheek and Lukas with a black eye.)

Lukas : Ow...

J : You tell me, bro.

YP : Next up, we have Axel versus Magnus!

Axel : I'm gonna kill this game.

YP : And to make it special for our 'little rouges', I'm gonna make this one a TNT match!

Magnus : Rock 'n roll!

YP : To your stations!

~ Time Skip ~

Lukas : Ugh, my hair flew back from all the altitude.

Jesse : Nerd.

Lukas : Hey!

YP : Did you see that? Axel blew himself up! That was so funny! The win goes to Magnus!

Axel : It was just a mistake.

Magnus : Don't worry, small plate. Ha ha!

YP : Next up is Gabriel versus Ivor!

Ivor : You're going down, baby.

Gabriel : I assure you, I have trained sword fighting for ten years, my friend.

Ivor : You so sure? 'Cus you can't use your sword in this one!

Gabriel : ...

YP : Go!

~ Time Skip ~

Gabriel : Ow, ouch!

YP : Okay, Ivor calm down! That is enough! (Tries to pull Ivor off Gabriel)

Ivor : Had enough, huh?

(Lukas and J pull Ivor off)

Ivor : Hmpf, the young people always get their chances.

Lukas : You admitting that you're old?

Ivor : Shut up, Blondie.

YP : Okay, the next one is push ups!

Lukas : I'm feelin' pretty good for no reason.

J : I'm kinda bad with my joints.

Petra : Wait, why didn't Soren do it?

YP : He ran away.

Olivia : When did he even do that?

YP : I dunno. Okay, men! Stand in a straight line.

Axel : Uh...

Olivia : You can do it, Axel!

Axel : Thanks?

YP : Alright, lay on your stomach, and start in three, two...

Gabriel : Why are we even doing this?

YP : Shut up. One, go!

J : One... Two... Ugh...

Lukas : One two three four five six...

Gabriel : One. I'm done, never doing this again.

Ivor : Agh! Back cramp!

Magnus : My record is three. Four, five...

Axel : One, two, three... This is hard. Four...

~ Time Skip ~

J : (Passed out on the floor) : 48

Axel : (Crying in a corner) : 36

Lukas : (Getting casts on both arms) : 89

Gabriel : I was done a long time ago. : 1

Ivor : (At the hospital) : 2

Magnus : I wanna die... Metaphorically. : 31

Lukas : Why did I have to break both of my wrists?

Jesse : Aw, you poor thing.

Lukas : (Blushes)

Petra : J, you okay? Hey, that ryhmed.

YP : I don't think so... We should all give em' some time. So the winner is... Lukas, isn't it?

Lukas : Yay. (Passes out)

Petra : Uh oh.

YP : Uh, we're gonna have to end here, guys! Be sure to vote, and leave more dares for the crew on the comments! Anyone have some stretchers? We need a lot of stretchers. (Disappears from the podium)

Axel : I question nothing. (Keeps crying)

Olivia : I'm sorry, Axel. You did great.

Axel : (Blushes and sniffs) Thanks, love.

Olivia : What?

Axel : Nothing!

Jesse : More Axelivia. Loving it!