*We open, late evening, at Micky and Lauren's house. Streamers are hung pretty much everywhere. There's a giant banner that reads "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LAUREN!!!" hung across one of the doorways. All eight adults are currently lounging in the living room.*

Mike: (He sits in the biggest chair in the living room) Man Em, no one makes cake the way you do.

Emma: Thanks. I'm glad you liked that spice cake. (Makes a face) The frosting came from a can. For some reason, my frosting never turns out right.

*Micky belches rather loudly.*

Mike: You said it, Mick.

Micky: I might repeat myself shortly.

Lauren: *laughs* There are some countries where belching is considered to be high praise.

Davy: Some countries nothing, try just some 'omes.

(Everyone laughs at that.)

Valerie: I think I like parties here much better than at Dad's house. If you did that at a party in Beverly Hills, they'd probably arrest you. Or at least bar the doors and bolt the windows.

*Micky feigns shock by placing the back of one hand to his forehead and sighing.*

Emma: Anyone want some more cake? There's plenty.

Mike: No thanks darlin', I'm full.

Peter: If I eat anymore, my belly button is going to pop out and rocket around the room!

Valerie: Peter! (Elbows him as he chortles)

Micky: Actually...

Lauren: Don't provoke, Mick.

Micky: *shrugs* Nah, I'm all set for now.

Davy: Maybe latah.

Daphne: I'm all set, too.

Peter: Let's do something else.

Emma: NOT cards.

Lauren: And not Monopoly!

Mike: Awww...

Micky: Hmm...

Emma: (Looks at Micky and Davy) The last time some people played Monopoly around here, they almost ended up killing each other.

Micky: That's not fair! I thought all of you'd forgotten MY birthday! I just wasn't happy overall.

Davy: And I just like to irk 'im.

Lauren: Charades is kinda boring.

Micky: *grins widely* I got it! I know what we can do!

Davy: Judging from the look on 'is face, I'm afraid.

Mike: Hoo boy.

Peter: What, Micky?

Micky: How about "Truth or Dare?"

Davy: That's actually not a bad idea!

Peter: (Nods) I like that. It'll be a good way for us to get to know each other again.

Valerie: (Nods) It'll help us feel comfortable around each other again after everything that's happened this summer.

Lauren: *nods* I like it.

Emma: However, we need to set some ground rules. I know how wild this game can get, especially with the opposite sex.

Lauren: Good point. Perhaps we should keep it to, at most, a PG-13 rating?

Emma: Exactly what I was going to say. No nudity. Women keep their tops on. Nothing sexual or that involves sex.

Micky: Oh sure, take all the fun out of it. *puts his hands up* I'm only kidding!

Emma: (Ignores Micky) And watch your language. I know the kids are supposed to be asleep upstairs, but I don't entirely trust the big kids to not repeat what they hear. I KNOW I've caught Katie saying a few four-letter words a four-year-old shouldn't know.

Lauren: *nods* The twins have been picking up on things they shouldn't be saying as well.

Micky: *grins* You need to be careful when you watch wrestling, babe.

Lauren: Me? Look who's talking.

Emma: By the way Lauren, how's the twins taking school?

Lauren: Pretty good, actually, though Mick misses his nap time.

Mike: I'm sure he does. Tell me they ain't teachin' chemistry in kindergarden these days.

Micky: No, unfortunately.

Peter: (Smiles) Why don't we get started?

Emma: Maybe we should sit in a circle. It'll make it easier to do things to people.

Lauren: Are you sure we wanna make it EASIER, Em?

Emma: No, I mean, we'll be able to point to someone on our right or left or across from us whom we want to dare.

Lauren: Just checking.

(Peter and Mike move furniture out of the way as the others gather in a circle.)

Emma: (When everyone is settled) Ok, who wants to go first?

Valerie: I think the birthday girl should go first.

Lauren: Oh goodness. I'm gonna regret this, but...truth.

Emma: (Grins) Not up for a dare?

Lauren: Maybe later.

Mike: So, what truth do you wanna hear? (Emma leans over and swats him; he sighs) Lauren, darlin', you're one of the only ones who ain't said how she felt about the recent crisises. How DO you feel?

Lauren: Well...I've been really scared. I think I'm still trying to figure out how I feel.

Micky: Cop out? *gets elbowed by Lauren* Just kidding, babe!

Peter: I think that's a good enough answer. Why don't we just go around the circle?

Emma: Yeah. Whomever is to Lauren's right gets the next turn.

Micky: That'd be ME! I want a dare, and I want a GOOD one!

Mike: Who wants to pick a good dare for Micky?

Peter: Let me do it. (He thinks) Micky, I want you to eat six saltines in less than six minutes while drinking a glass of water. We'll time you.

Micky: You're on!

*Micky heads for the kitchen. He returns with a glass of water and a box of saltines and sits back down* Water. *picks up the glass and puts it back down* Saltines. *pulls out the six crackers*

Valerie: (Pulls out her watch) Stopwatch. (Sets it up) Go!

*Micky immediately stuffs two crackers in his mouth, followed up directly by a third of the water. He swallows, stuffs the next two crackers in his mouth, followed immediately by water, and swallows. He stuffs the last two in his mouth and washes them down with the last of the water.*

Micky: *burps* Well?

Valerie: (Sighs) Five minutes, thirty eight seconds.

*Micky raises his arms in victory!*

Lauren: I'm gonna make a suggestion of not giving Mick any more food-related dares. He makes them look too easy.

Mike: (Rolls his eyes) I agree. We all know Mick has the world's most amazin' stomach.

Micky: *puts his arms out* What can I say?

Peter: I'll go next. (Grins) I think I'll do a dare. Prove for once and for all that I'm no coward.

Mike: So, who wants to give Pete a dare?

Davy: I will!

Peter: Go right ahead, Davy! Make it a good one.

Davy: Okay, Petah, you 'ave to dance with the person to your left.

Peter: (Takes Micky's hand and pulls him out) Uh, ok Micky, I hope you don't mind. I'm not a very good dancer.

Mike: This should be good.

Micky: *shrugs* I don't mind! *grins* Do you wanna lead or you want me to lead?

Lauren: *chuckles* Oh, this should be GOOD!

Peter: Uh, you lead. You know what you're doing.

Valerie: (Whispers to Lauren) Poor Micky. I've danced with Peter. He steps on toes.

*Davy goes to the record player and starts a 45. "Since I Fell For You" begins to play as Davy chuckles.*

Peter: (Blushes VERY deeply) Oh MAAANNN...

Lauren: *groans* I think Mick will be okay, but he's gonna KILL Dave for the song.

Micky: *still grinning* Aw, Pete. Listen, just follow my lead. How about a nice easy box step?

Peter: Ok, Mick.

(Peter lets Micky lead him into the dance. When they finish, Peter bows before Micky.)

Peter: You're a good dancer, Mick. Thanks!

Micky: *smiles* Thanks, Pete. You're not bad yourself. You just gotta be a little more confident.

Peter: (Beams) Thanks!

Valerie: (As they sit down) I'm next. And given my current condition, I think I'd be safer with truth.

Lauren: I'll take this one. Has anyone ever told you that you did something WAY too much? What was it?

Valerie: Hmm. I've been told that I'm too bossy.

Peter: (Mutters) You can be. You're almost as bad as Michael sometimes...

Valerie: I guess I've spent so much time running Dad's household, I'm just used to it.

Daphne: I guess I'm next. I'll take a dare.

Emma: Ok. (Thinks) Find the oldest food in Lauren and Micky's refrigerator and swallow a bite.

Daphne: *shrugs* Couldn't be any different than eating anything from the fridge when I was living with the girls.

Lauren: Wait. I think you should go get said food item, Em.

Emma: Ok. (She goes into the kitchen and returns with a package of cheese that looks a little green around the gils) Eat this.

Daphne: *takes the cheese* This doesn't look TOO bad. *unwraps the cheese and takes a bite* Tastes better than some of the old cheese we usually had!

Lauren: Good thing we hadn't gotten around to cleaning out the fridge this week.

Davy: *puts an arm around Daphne* Luv, you 'ave my undying respect.

Mike: I think I saw that cheese at mine and Davy's birthday party last year!

Davy: Nah, that one looked worse. (Grins) Okay, my turn. I'll take truth.

Peter: What's the one thing you admire most about the person sitting to your left?

Davy: *turns to Daphne* I admire Daph in that she doesn't take crap from anyone. She stands up for 'erself and 'er friends.

Daphne: Aw... *kisses Davy, then pulls away* That does include you too, Davy.

*Davy's eyes widen. Daphne chuckles.*

Emma: (Giggles) It's my turn. I think I'll go for truth, too.

Daphne: I'll go! (Thinks) Let’s see. If you were stuck on a deserted island, what four people would you want there with you?

Emma: Uh, oh dear, well, Lauren, Mike, and the kids, I guess. Lauren would keep Mike and me from killing each other.

Lauren: *nods* Yeah. I seem to be pretty good at that.

Micky: *frowns* You wouldn't want me?

Emma: You're very sweet Micky, but you're not my best friend or in my immediate family. (Leans behind Mike and whsipers to Lauren) And he and Mike would probably end up killing each other.

*Lauren nods.*

Micky: *shrugs* Guess I'll have to wait for the next deserted island.

Lauren: *shakes her head* Mike, your turn.

Mike: (Shrugs) What the hell, I'm feelin' braver. I'll take the dare.

Emma: Are you sure that's a good idea?

Mike: Couldn't hurt me worse than I've been in the past few months.

Micky: *grins* I'll take this one. Do the worst dance you can think of. While dancing, sing in a funny voice, "Do-ing the choo-choo, ooh, do-ing the choo-choo yah!" And you have to do all of this for 30 seconds.

Mike: Oh shi...damn.

Peter: Aw, come on, Michael!

Micky: You gotta do it, Mike!

Mike: Fine. (Stands and just sort of moves his limbs around, singing the choo-choo line Micky mentioned in a very high, odd voice.)

Micky: *checking his watch* Time's up! That's 30 seconds. *claps* Very nice, Mike, very nice.

Mike: Uh, yeah. (Sits down quickly, his face red)

Emma: That means it's Lauren's turn again.

Lauren: Okay. I'll take a dare this time.

Micky: Oooooooooohhh!

Mike: Let's see if your stomach matches your husband’s. Eat three big slices of Em's cake in 30 seconds.

Lauren: *eyes widen* Oh dear...

(Mike brings out three of the largest remaining slices of cake.)

Mike: Val, turn on your watch.

Valerie: (Turns her stopwatch on) Ready!

*Lauren starts in on the first piece. She tries hard to eat fast, but barely only finishes the first piece within the 30 seconds.*

Micky: *leans over* Can I have the other two pieces?

*Lauren pushes them over to Micky without question.*

Mike: Sorry, darlin'. I guess no one can out-eat Mick.

Micky: Still champion! Oh, and the champion will take a dare.

Valerie: Of course you will! (Grins) Drink a glass of water while singing "I'm A Believer."

*Micky concentrates and refills his glass with water.*

Micky: *holds up the glass* Cheers! *puts the glass to his lips and starts singing "I'm A Believer," dribbling water all over the front of him!*

Valerie: Sorry, Mick! It's gotta stay in!

Mike: (Pulls away) You're gettin' us soaked, James Brown!

*Micky empties the glass, then wipes his mouth with the back of one hand.*

Micky: *sheepish grin* Sorry.

Valerie: (Takes the glass and puts it on the table behind her) Nice try, Mick.

Micky: Thanks. I think I was able to swallow a little of it.

Peter: I'm next. (Blushes) I don't feel like more dancing. I think I'll take a truth.

Davy: A truth for Petah. 'Ere's one that should be interesting, which one of us guys do you think, in general, is the most attractive?

Peter: (He's VERY red now) Uh...I...uh....oh dear...

Valerie: Don't take all night on it, dear.

Peter: Uh...Davy.

Davy: *grins in Micky's direction* And I'M still champion!

*Micky sticks his tongue out at Davy.*

Valerie: Enough with the ego. (Grins) I think I'll take a simple dare. Something that involves no exertion.

Lauren: *nods* I think I can do that for you, Val. Let the player of my choosing draw a mustache on you.

Valerie: Not with permanent ink, I hope.

Lauren: *shakes her head* No, washable marker is fine. And I pick Peter.

Valerie: Well, he's the only one who has one. He knows about them.

Peter: (Makes a washable red marker appear in a dark blue light) Ok. Hold still, Val. (He starts to draw on her, but she giggles)

Valerie: That tickles!

Peter: Aw Val! (He pulls away) You moved! Your mustache is a little crooked!

Valerie: So's yours, and it's real.

(Peter just blushes.)

Micky: *laughs* She's got you, there, Pete.

Valerie: Well, how do I look?

Lauren: *nods* Very nice, Val.

Davy: Looks bettah than any Mick's tried to grow.

Micky: Hey!?

(Valerie and Peter both burst into laughter.)

Daphne: My turn. What the heck, I'll take another dare.

Emma: Exchange a piece of clothing with the person to your left. WITHOUT nudity.

Valerie: (Holds out her bracelet) How about exchanging jewelry?

Micky: That doesn't count! Does it?

Valerie: Accessories are clothing! (Sighs) Besides, I'm pregnant. I wouldn't be able to FIT into Daph's clothes right now!

Daphne: *takes Valerie's bracelet and hands over her necklace* It counts!

Davy: *chuckles* Looks like the ladies outsmahted us.

Valerie: (Looks at the necklace) I always liked this one, anyway. These stones are really pretty!

Emma: Reminds me of a jade green necklace my mom had when I was little.

Daphne: *smiles* Thank you! Not bad for the dime store, huh?

Valerie: Dime stores have some wonderful things these days.

Peter: That bracelet's not dime-store, though! I bought Valerie that for her last birthday. Real topaz!

Daphne: I'll protect it with my life!

Valerie: I do love gold and golden things.

Emma: Ok Dave, it looks like you're up now.

Davy: *rubs his hands together* I'll take anothah dare.

Peter: Stand on one foot and hop around the room for 30 seconds.

Davy: 'Ere we go. *pulls up one foot, holding it behind him and starts hopping around the room*

Micky: All right, Dave! Go!

Mike: Not bad for the short guy.

Valerie: (Looks at her watch) Time's up, Dave! Very nice.

Davy: *puts his foot down, then bows* Thank you, thank you! *Sits back down.*

Lauren: You're up, Em.

Emma: I guess it's time I had a dare.

Daphne: Stand up and sing the "I'm A Little Teapot" song.

Emma: Sure! I used to do that all the time with my brother and sisters. (She does so, running through the whole song, motions and everything.)

Mike: She does it with Katie and Robbie, too.

Daphne: Guess I'll have to do better next time.

Micky: *chuckles* You tried, Daph. *grins at Mike* Guess who's turn it is? C'mon, Mike, what'll it be? *waggles his eyebrows*

Mike: Dare.

Micky: *folds his arms over his chest* Pick your nose for ten seconds.

Mike: Ewww!

Emma: Just do it!

(Mike starest at his fingers for ten minutes before finally shoving one in his nose.)

Micky: *claps* About time! I was about to fall asleep.

Mike: Ok Lauren, you're up. (Holds up his finger) I have to go wash this... (Goes to the kitchen)

Lauren: I'll take truth this time.

Mike: (Comes back out) I heard Lauren say "truth." Ok, kiddo. If your life were a TV show, which one would it be?

Lauren: Umm... *chuckles* "Get Smart."

Micky: That's a good show. *pauses, realizing* Hey, wait a minute...

Lauren: Mind if I call you "Max," Mick?

(Mike bursts into laughter.)

*Micky hmphs, pouting.*

Lauren: You're up, Mick.

Davy: *grins* Oh, it's too easy.

Micky: *glares at Davy* I think I'll take truth.

Peter: What part of the body do you notice first on the opposite sex?

*Micky's eyes widen.*

Lauren: Be careful how you answer this.

Micky: *smiles at Lauren* Eyes...

Lauren: Aww. You're lying, but at least you're being sweet about it.

Micky: *snaps his fingers* Rats.

Peter: (Laughs) It's my turn now! I think I'm ready for another dare.

Davy: A dare for Petah. (Grins) Stand on your 'ead for 30 seconds. If you need someone to 'elp, you can pick someone.

Peter: Oh, I do this to meditate sometimes. Standing on your head is a yoga posistion. (As it turns out, Peter hardly needs anyone's help. He goes against a wall and gets on his head quite easily. After he finishes) I've been doing this for years.

Davy: Darn. Maybe I should've said you couldn’t use your 'ands.

Valerie: You amaze me, dear. You need to teach me some yoga after I have this baby.

Peter: Oh, I could teach you some tomorrow! Yoga's good for pregnant mothers.

Valerie: Which reminds me, it's my turn. I'll take a dare, too.

Lauren: I want you to wear a toilet paper turban. *Concentrates and makes a roll of toilet paper appear in her hand. She holds it out to Valerie.*

Valerie: Well, why not? (She winds it around her head, trying to make it look like a hat)

Peter: (Shakes his head) Even you can't make toilet paper fashionable, honey.

Valerie: (Shrugs) Oh well, I tried. (Laughs as the toilet paper turban slips over one eye; pushes it up) Who's next?

Daphne: I'm next! I'll take another dare!

Emma: Do 30 sit ups in 30 seconds.

Daphne: Okay! *sits on the floor* Ready?

Valerie: (Takes off her toilet paper turban and readies her watch) Ready!

*Daphne starts doing sit ups. She goes fast at first, but slows down during the last ten or so. She finishes the last one and remains laying on the floor.*

Daphne: Well? Did I make it?

Valerie: Just under the gun.

Daphne: Yay! *gets up and sits back down*

Davy: My turn. I'll take a dare.

Peter: Ok. (Thinks) Sing "Daydream Believer" while spinning in circles very fast.

Davy: Sure! *starts spinning and singing "Daydream Believer." Davy finishes singing and stumbles back into his seat.*

Peter: Dizzy, Dave?

Davy: Just a little.

Emma: My turn! I think I'll take a dare.

Daphne: A dare for Emma. (Thinks) Give another player a piggyback ride. Mike picks the player, but it can't be him.

Mike: Mick.

Emma: Shouldn't be hard. There isn't much to him.

Micky: *gets up* I wouldn't say that, Em. Just ask Lauren!

Lauren: *blushes* MICK!

Emma: Just get on my back!

(Emma helps Micky climb onto her back and gives him a ride around the room.)

Davy: *laughs* Oh man, that's too much!

Mike: (Laughs too) My god...

Emma: (Lets Micky down) Geez, how much of my cake did you have?

Micky: I told ya, Em! It wasn't the cake.

*Micky flexes his arms as he goes back to sit.*

Mike: (As Emma flops down) My turn. Ok, I'll take a dare.

Micky: Alright, Mike. Your dare is to kiss someone in this room, but NOT Emma.

Mike: Kiss?

Micky: *nods* Yup.

(Mike leans over and gives Lauren a quick peck, then moves back, his face fire-red.)

Micky: Gee, Mike, I've never seen you turn that shade of red before.

Mike: Mannnn....

Lauren: Okay, back to me. Ummm...dare.

Emma: Jump up and down on one foot while drinking a cup of water for 30 seconds.

Valerie: Stopwatch is ready.

*Lauren picks up the re-filled cup of water. She very unsteadily gets on one foot and jumps. After a few seconds she loses her balance...but lands on a suddenly-appeared air-matress.*

Lauren: I knew I wasn't gonna make it, but thanks for the soft landing, Mick.

Micky: Anytime, babe.

Emma: (Shrugs) You tried. I wouldn't have been able to do that one, either.

Mike: You're next, Mick.

Micky: Let’s try that truth stuff again.

Mike: How do you feel about our powers...including your ability to knock out armies when you get pissed?

Micky: Wow. Um, well, I'm glad we have the powers, because we’ve been able to do a lot of good, and they certainly help with fighting off all the villains that have found their way to us. *sighs* I still feel uneasy about my power, but it does help to know that I do have some way to control it.

Peter: (Smiles) I'm glad something good came out of the vampire incident.

Mike: Yeah, if you had to die again, at least it left you with somethin' useful.

Micky: All I know is that I'd better not come that close again because you know what they say, three strikes and you're out. *shakes his head* And tomato juice still makes me uneasy.

Mike: I'm not surprised. Who's next?

Peter: Me. I think I'll run with truth, too. It's safer.

Davy: Not always, mate. Just kidding, Petah.

(Peter just blushes.)

Davy: *smiles* What is the dirtiest joke you know?

Peter: What did one potato say to the other potato?

Davy: *curious* I don't know, what?

Peter: The dirt's on you!

*Davy groans and gets hit with a pillow.*

Micky: *still holds the pillow* You asked it wrong, Dave!

Davy: 'Ow was I supposed to know?

Valerie: (Sighs) I think I'll take a truth, too. And I'm going to warn you, I'm not much for dirty jokes or jokes about dirt.

(Peter's still laughing next to her.)

Lauren: *grins* I wouldn't do that to you, Val. What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you?

Valerie: Getting caught dumping itching powder into the pants of a rival boys' school in their locker room with a couple of my girlfriends from my all-girls private school. Long story.

Peter: (Inches away from Valerie) Stay AWAY from my pants.

Micky: Wow. I never thought I'd ever hear a husband say that to his wife.

Lauren: Mick!

Peter: (He and Valerie both blush deeply) Um, Daph, why don't you go now?

Daphne: Another dare. I'm on a roll!

Valerie: Hold your breath for 30 seconds.

Daphne: Okay! *takes a deep breath and holds it*

(Valerie counts off her stopwatch.)

*Daphne finally lets out a long gasp.*

Daphne: Well?

Valerie: You are on a role! Exactly 30 seconds!

Daphne: Yes!

Peter: Ok Dave, it's your turn.

Davy: I'll take a dare.

Peter: Spin around in a circle for 30 seconds while eating a slice of Emma's cake.

*Davy picks up one of the pieces of cake. He starts spinning and eating, and actually manages to get some cake in his mouth.*

Peter: (As Davy finishes and Valerie puts down her stopwatch) How do you feel, Dave?

Davy: *staggers* A little sea sick, but not bad. *flops next to Daphne and grins at her*

Daphne: Just don't throw up on me, please.

Davy: Wouldn't think of it, luv.

Peter: (Laughs) We could always get a bed pan for dares that involve spinning.

Emma: We'll do that later. Right now, it's my turn, and I'll take a dare.

Daphne: Okay, Em. Perform a death scene for us.

Emma: I shall enact one of the greatest of death scenes. (She goes to the couch and lays on it, grabbing Mike's hand and pulling him next to her) Oh Romeo, oh Romeo, it is too painful for me endure life without you. I will kill myself with this knife and end this unhappy existance! (She "stabs" her bosum with a pillow) Oh, too cruel! Good bye, merciless world! (She collapses on the couch, her hand over her brow)

Mike: Um, why am I here?

Emma: (Out of the corner of her mouth) Mike, you're Romeo! Have you no sense of romance?

Mike: Uh, yeah.

Daphne: Very nice!

Emma: (She sits up and bows) Thank you, thank you.

Mike: And yeah, it's my turn. I don't think there's any way I could compete with that, so I'll take truth. (He and Emma rejoin the circle, Emma still grinning.)

Micky: A truth for Mike. *steeples his fingers, thinking* Micky: Okay, I got one. Are you afraid of any of our powers? Not yours, and not the ladies’.

Mike: Well Mick, I don't particuarly want you to knock me into a solid wall. I already pissed you off once, and you nearly strangled me and hurt your own hand. And Pete's aura thing doesn't scare me so much as it mystifys me.

Micky: *nods* Understood completely.

Peter: (Nods) The aura thing kinda scares me sometimes, too. I never know what I'm going to see on people...or things.

Mike: Well Lauren, it's your turn again.

Lauren: Lets go with truth this time.

Emma: Who was your first crush?

Micky: And forget that your HUSBAND is sitting right next to you.

Lauren: *blushes* Thanks, Mick, that just made this a lot easier.

Micky: Can I guess?

Lauren: No! And how would you guess? I've never mentioned any names to you. *realizes* Unless...

Micky: Was it Nate?

Lauren: MICK! You read my journal!

Micky: Oops. Did I say that out loud?

*Lauren knocks Micky over, giving him a noogie.*

Micky: Ahhhh, babe, watch the hair!

Mike: Man Mick, if I did that to Em...

Emma: You wouldn't be alive right now.

*Lauren finally lets Micky up.*

Micky: *runs his hands through his curls* Awe, babe, you messed up my hair!

Davy: *shrugs* 'O can tell?

Mike: Looks the same as always to me.

Micky: Yeah, yeah. Alright, my turn. Someone gimme a REALLY GOOD dare!

Mike: Sit in the circle in your underwear for two turns.

Micky: Okay! *pulls off his shirt*

Davy: Mike! Wot'd you do THAT for?!

Mike: He wanted a good one!

Emma: He's the only one who'd do that!

*Micky kicks off his sneakers, then his pants. He sits back down, now only in his shorts.*

Micky: Darn right!

Lauren: So modest, too.

Peter: I'd like a dare. (Blushes) But I'd like to keep my clothes on.

Davy: No problem, Petah. One of us nearly naked is bad enough.

Micky: You're just jealous it wasn't you.

Davy: No, not really.

Davy: Petah, give us a speech for 30 seconds on why you should be the President of the United States.

Peter: Um, ok. Well, I believe in peace and love. I think the country should never get involved in another war like the one in Vietnam. If you vote for me, I'll make sure we don't have to send more men or women to fight for something they don't believe in. I'll make sure there's a chicken in every pot, and that children of all races have a chance to grow up happy and healthy.

Valerie: I don't know if that would win you an election, dear, but it's very sweet.

Micky: *claps* Beautiful, Peter, beautiful!

Peter: (Smiles) Thank you!

Valerie: And it's my turn. I'll go with dare this time.

Lauren: Burp your name.

(Valerie does...with ease.)

Valerie: I'll bet you didn't know that's one of my talents.

Lauren: I do now.

Micky: Alright, Val!

Valerie: You'd be surprised what you learn in an all-girls school.

Peter: Ok Daph, it's your turn.

Daphne: Dare!

Valerie: Use your powers to imagine the random person of your choice in a clown suit for a turn.

Daphne: Okay! *concentrates; Davy ends up in a clown suit*

Davy: Thanks a lot, luv.

Valerie: Actually, that's not a bad look for you, Dave.

Peter: I like it!

Davy: I'll take a dare.

Peter: I like the idea of using our powers for dares. It's a good way to practice. Imagine someone has pink hair for a turn.

*Davy conentrates. Mike now has pink hair.*

Mike: Wha...hey! (Feels his head under his aviator glasses) Why do I feel like I have cotton candy for hair?

Peter: (Chuckles) That's an interesting look for you, Michael.

Emma: Very cute.

Micky: That works for you.

Emma: Well, it's my turn, and after seeing that...I think I'll take truth. I like my hair brown.

Daphne: Okay, hmm. Which would you rather do...listen to anyone complain all day long, or look at Micky in just his shorts?

Micky: Hey!?

*Lauren snorts.*

Emma: Is there a third choice?

Daphne: Nope.

Emma: How about this? (Emma concentrates. When it subsides, Mick now wears a burlap sack that covers his body...and his mouth is duct-taped shut) There. Two birds with one stone.

(Mike just laughs.)

*Micky mutters into the duct tape.*

Lauren: Aw, I have to. *pulls the tape off*

Micky: OWWW! Oh man, I didn't know Em had a mean streak!

Emma: Well, she wanted my answer.

Mike: My darlin' may look round n' innocent, but her mind's more wicked than most people think.

Micky: Yeah, yeah... *imagines away the sack; back in just his shorts*

Micky: Ain't it your turn now, Mike?

Mike: Yeah. I think I'll try a dare. Couldn't be worse than havin' pink hair.

Micky: *sits back, smirking* Imagine yourself in a tutu.

Mike: ME?! I...um...well... (He concentrates. When the blue light subsides, he now wears a white tutu...though not the tights or leotard...and is blushing deeply.)

Emma: Close enough. (Grins) You are kinda cute like that.

Mike: Eeemmm...

Emma: (Grins) Well, that brings us back to you, Lauren.

Lauren: Yikes. Um, I guess I'll take another dare.

Emma: Imagine a random player is dressed as a cartoon character.

*Lauren concentrates. Emma turns into Minnie Mouse!*

Emma: (Giggles) Actually, this is cute! I might do this for Halloween.

Mike: Want some cheese, darlin'?

Emma: No thank you. I had enough off the meat and cheese tray tonight.

Mike: Micky's turn. I'm scared now.

Micky: Dare! Come on, I'm already in my underwear! Someone do their worst!

Mike: Eat a cheese and pickle sandwich while singing "I'm a Believer" and jumping on one foot in a circle in 30 seconds.

Emma: In your underwear.

Micky: I said your WORST!

Mike: Just do it, Mick!

Micky: Fine, fine. *makes the sandwich appear in his hand*

Valerie: Stopwatch is going.

*Micky starts jumping on one foot and takes a bite, then starts singing. He bounces around in a circle.*

Lauren: You know he's gonna do it. He and Daph are the only ones to really hit all the dares so far.

Mike: Maybe we ought to start getting him to do truth more.

Lauren: He's only done, what, two so far?

Micky: *finishes the sandwich* Well?

Valerie: (Sighs) You get this one.

Peter: And it's my turn! I'll take a dare.

Davy: Okay, mate. Imagine one of us into a toga.

Peter: Well, all right. (He concentrates. There's a light around Valerie; when it subsides, she now wears a long toga and a crown of laurel leaves.)

Valerie: Actually, I like this. It feels good on my stomach. (Grins) And it's my turn. I'll take a dare, too.

Lauren: Val, imagine one of us as a Robin Hood type character.

Valerie: No problem. (She concentrates. There's a blue light around Peter; when it subsides, he's now dressed in a Robin Hood costume, complete with green hat, bow and arrow, and tights.)

Peter: Uh, I like being Robin Hood, but the tights... (He blushes and crosses his legs)

*Micky laughs.*

Valerie: I think your legs are cute. (Kisses Peter on the cheek; he just blushes deeper)

Daphne: I'm up! I'll take my usual dare.

Valerie: Give a noogie to the person on your right.

Daphne: *grins* Oh Davy! *wraps her arm around his head and gives him a rough noogie. Davy laughs while trying to make her stop.*

Micky: *turns to Lauren* See what you started, babe?

Valerie: (Laughs) Cute. And Davy, it's your turn.

Davy: I'll take a dare.

Peter: Imagine the weirdest costume you can think of for yourself and wear it for a turn. (Makes a face) But keep it clean, please. No nudity.

Davy: I got it. *concentrates; reveals himself to be wearing Micky's poncho and a curly wig* Ta da!

Micky: Oh, that is RICH, Dave.

(Mike falls over laughing. Peter chuckles.)

Emma: Ok, it's my turn. I think I'll do another dare, since the last one went well.

Daphne: Here's one. Imitate something that one of us does that annoys you.

Emma: (Looks at her husband; does her best Texan drawl, throwing out her black stocking-clad legs to make them look as long as they can) Well, I'm gonna go play my guitar, and everyone's gonna do what I want, 'cause it's MY song and I'M the leader.

Mike: Eeeemmmm!

*Micky and Peter nearly fall onto the floor laughing.*

Emma: You are annoying when you do that, dear, and I'm not even a musician.

Mike: (Mutters) Yeah, yeah, well, it's my turn now. I want a dare, and I want a good one. (Makes a face) But no underwear. Pink hair's bad enough.

Micky: Ahhh, what to give Mike? (Grins) Okay... *makes a container of KoolAid appear* Mike, I want you to wash your hair with this.

Lauren: I was wondering why you bought a flavor none of us likes.

Mike: (Frowns at the container; it has no label) What is it?

Micky: Why does that matter?

Mike: Mick, my hair is already pink.

Micky: Then it doesn't matter. *holds out the KoolAid to Mike*

(Mike holds the container by the tips of his fingers and heads for the nearest bathroom. A few minutes later, we hear a scream, followed by a none-too-happy Mike...who now has pinkish-green hair.)

Mike: Micky, what IS this flavor?

Emma: Oh my...

Peter: Green is NOT your color, Michael.

Micky: *shrugs* I don't know, I just picked the best color.

(Mike flops down next to Emma, grumbling.)

Emma: (Yawns and shakes her head) And on that note, I think this should be the last round. It's getting late, and I don't think we can do much more to each other if we eventually want to go to bed.

Lauren: Yeah, or start doing permanent damage to each other.

Emma: And on that note, it's your turn, Lauren.

Lauren: I'll take a dare.

Emma: Tell a random person a joke and see if they laugh.

Lauren: Alright... *turns to Mike* Mike, why do drummers have a half ounce more brains than horses?

*Micky raises an eyebrow.*

Mike: (Grins) I dunno, why?

Lauren: So they don't disgrace themselves at the parade!

(Mike snorts, chuckling.)

Micky: *whines* Baaaabe!

Mike: That was cute, little darlin'...and probably true, too.

*Lauren chuckles.*

Emma: Don't worry Mick, it's your turn now.

Mike: I'm scared.

Micky: Let me try this again. I want another dare, and I want a GOOD one!

Mike: Stick your hand in the toilet.

Micky: Oh, please. I've done that I don't know how many times with the twins dropping toys in there!

Mike: Ok, turn yourself into a vampire.

Micky: *blinks* Huh?

Mike: Turn yourself into a vampire.

Micky: But...

Lauren: *frowns* I know this is all in fun and everything, but is that necessary?

Mike: (Crosses his arms) So, you won't do it, Mick?

*Micky chews his lower lip, thinking. Slowly, he stands and concentrates, this time closing his eyes. A dark blue light covers him and reveals him in the maroon suit he'd had when he was turned. He slowly opens his eyes, keeping eye contact with Mike.*

Lauren: Whoa...

Davy: Mike, are you sure this was such a good idea?

Mike: Um, Mick...you can turn back now.

*Micky slowly grins, showing off a pair of fangs.*

Lauren: *jaw drops* Oh God...

*Micky takes a step forward, still staring at Mike.*

Davy: 'E don't seem to be listening, Mike...

*Micky pulls Mike up and grins in his face.*

Mike: Um, Mick, you can turn back now. You won.

*Micky aims his mouth for Mike's neck, but instead of biting him, he LICKS him!*

Mike: (Pushes Micky away) Eeeeewwww! MIIICCCKKK!

Micky: *falls away, laughing* Oh, GOD, you should've seen the LOOK on your face, Mike!

Lauren: *puts a hand to her forehead* Mick, don't DO that!

Micky: *picks himself up, still laughing, now with tears in his eyes* He made me do it!

Mike: Mick, you really scared us!

Peter: I don't think he meant for you to go that far.

Micky: Oh, come on, Mike! What did you want? You dared me to be a vampire, so I was!

Mike: Yeah, but I figured you'd show up in a cape and plastic teeth and go "Booga booga!"

Davy: Yeah, mate. I think you crossed the line too far, too soon with that.

Micky: But, guys! *turns to Lauren* Babe...

Lauren: Mick, I hope you're comfortable on the couch tonight. *leaves the room, shaking her head and muttering something about stupid-heads*

Micky: *puts his hands out, calling out* Aw, babe! *turns back to the others* But...

Daphne: Sorry, Micky, but that was pushing it.

Mike: I guess that's it for the game.

Peter: (Stands; imagines himself back in his regular clothes) Looks like it.

Davy: I think we'd bettah call it a night.

Micky: *reverts back to his regular clothes* Guys...

Mike: (Blue light around himself; his hair is now just greenish-black) Mick, Lauren's right. Fun is fun, but that was too much.

Emma: (She imagines herself back to her own clothes) I had a great time tonight, but you (looks at Mike) and you too have to remember to be careful.

Mike: Me!?

Emma: You DID dare Mick to be a vampire.

Micky: But...I didn't...aw, shit. *heads back for the couch, muttering* I really screwed up this time...

Emma: I'll talk to her. Maybe she'll even let you sleep in your room tonight.

Micky: No. Even I don't wanna sleep with me right now. *flops down face-first on the couch*

Mike: I'm gonna go wash my hair. (He heads out; most of the others follow him)

Peter: (Pats Micky's shoulder) I'm sure Lauren will be ok in the morning. You have a good night, Mick.

Micky: *mutters into the cushion* Thanks, Pete.

Peter: Night, Mick. (He flips the switch on the light, leaving Micky in the dark with his face in the cushion and the room still set up for Truth or Dare as we fade out.)