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Truth or Dare 2.0	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 25981 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Truth or Dare 2.0
by George Glass
Summary: Phineas and Ferb learn about Truth or Dare and invite their friends over to play an improved, high-tech version of the game. But are they playing the game, or is the game playing them? (m/f, preteens, Phineas/Isabella [among others])
Disclaimer: I do not own PHINEAS AND FERB or its characters, and I received no payment for writing this story.
Warning: Minor spoilers for "Isabella and the Temple of Sap"; major spoiler for "For Your Ice Only."
Acknowledgment: Thanks to Dinomaster, Zezka, Villainous Muse, ehsteve108, buttfish, Rockwolf66, and DocHack for suggesting questions and dares.
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It was another glorious summer morning, and Phineas and Ferb were ambling down the upstairs hallway, looking forward to discussing their plans for the day over a bowl of Fruity Rainbow Flakes.
As they passed Candace's room, Phineas couldn't help overhearing Candace chatting on the phone with Stacy.
"Yeah, you and Jenny should totally come over tonight. Mom and Dad will be out, and the boys will probably be watching some dumb sci-fi movie on TV, so we ladies will be free to have some mature, adult fun." Candace was silent for a moment. "No, not Truth or Dare. It's lame when it's only girls playing. But I've got some great videos of Jeremy and Coltraine's band. You know, if you pause it in just the right places, you can see the bulges in their pants."
Phineas could actually hear Stacy's scream from the other end of the line.
"Come over around eight," said Candace. "Later!"
"Morning, Candace," Phineas said after Candace hung up. "So what's Truth or Dare?"
"You've never heard of it? I guess you're too young."
"How do you play it?"
Candace looked slightly flustered at having to explain Truth or Dare to her little brothers. "Okay, you have a bunch of people--preferably an equal number of girls and boys--and each person picks somebody and says 'Truth or dare.' That person then gets to decide whether they want to answer a question or take a dare. If they pick truth, they have to answer truthfully; if they pick dare, then they have to do the dare, whatever it is."
"Wow," said Phineas. "Sounds like anything could happen."
"That's the idea," Candace replied, "which is why you only play it when there are no grownups around. Speaking of which," she said haughtily, "if you'll excuse me, I have mature, adult plans to make for this evening."
As Candace headed downstairs, Phineas turned to his brother. "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today. And tonight."
***
Several hours later, Phineas and Ferb were back in their bedroom.
"Looks like we're all set," Phineas said to Ferb. "Candace said the game has to be played with no adults around, and since Mom and Dad are having their date night tonight, the timing seems perfect. Now, let's see about the guest list."
Phineas opened his email and saw a message from Isabella. Millie and Katie had plans with their parents for the evening, but Isabella would be bringing Holly, Gretchen, and Adyson, and Ginger would be coming with Stacy, who was going to be hanging out with Candace in her room.
"So that's five girls," Phineas said. "You, me, Buford, and Baljeet makes four boys, so we need one more. Irving, maybe?"
Ferb blinked.
"You're right; he'd probably be too nervous to enjoy it. How about Django?"
Ferb cocked his head slightly.
"Cool. I'll call him right now."
***
Not long after that, the doorbell rang. Phineas answered it.
"Hi Stacy! Hi Ginger!"
"Hi guys," said Stacy, spotting Ferb in the living room. "I brought my little sister for your play date." She ruffled Ginger's hair.
The younger girl scowled. "Don't you have boys' crotches to go look at or something?"
"Ginger!"
Ignoring the sibling tension, Phineas said to Stacy, "Candace is up in her room. Hope you guys have fun!"
"Catch you later!" Stacy responded, heading upstairs.
Jenny showed up shortly thereafter, and Phineas directed her upstairs. Buford then appeared with Baljeet in tow--in a headlock, really--and Django was close behind. Finally, Isabella, Adyson, Holly, and Gretchen arrived. Isabella wore her usual pink dress; the other three were dressed in t-shirts and skirts or shorts.
"Thanks for coming, girls," said Phineas as he showed them in. Noticing that they were out of uniform, he added, "I don't usually get to see you in your civvies."
"Man," said Buford, "you got high hopes for how this game turns out."
"He said 'civvies,' not 'skivvies,'" Baljeet said.
"So what's that thing?" asked Isabella, pointing.
On one side of the living room stood what looked like an oversized white plastic computer tower, about eight feet high.
"Ladies and gentlemen," said Phineas, "meet TruDEE--the Truth or Dare Experience Enhancer. Tru, for short."
"Good evening, players," said Tru in a pleasantly modulated female voice. "My function is to facilitate the game and maximize your enjoyment."
"Tru can read the brainwaves and physiological responses of everyone in the room," Phineas explained, "so she can tell whether we're answering questions truthfully." He turned to the machine. "Tru, my name is Bobbi Fabulous, and I am six feet tall." A buzz issued from Tru's speaker.
"Correction: My name is Phineas Flynn, and I am four feet, five inches tall." This time, there was no sound.
"Please be seated in a circle," said Tru, "in boy-girl fashion. This will enhance your enjoyment of the game."
"If the supercomputer says so," said Baljeet, taking a seat on the carpet next to Gretchen. Ginger immediately sat down on his other side, and the other kids quickly found their own places in the circle. Isabella, naturally, sat down next to Phineas. The computer tower was right behind them, just outside the circle.
"The rules are as follows," said Tru. "Play will initially proceed to the left, but the direction of play or the starting player may change at random between rounds. Each player may ask one question or present one dare on his or her turn. Players may not direct their question or dare at the same player twice in a row, and players may not choose either truth or dare more than twice in a row."
"How are we supposed to keep track of all that?" Buford asked.
"That's why we're using a supercomputer," Phineas explained.
"Finally," Tru continued, "what happens in the Flynn-Fletcher living room, stays in the Flynn-Fletcher living room. Are you ready to begin?"
"We sure are," said Phineas.
"Then I will randomly select the first player."
An LED screen on Tru's front panel rapidly cycled through all ten players' names. The rate of the cycle slowed and slowed until, finally, it stopped on 'Isabella.'
"Hmm," the girl said. "Adyson--truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"What's the weirdest thing you've ever done?"
"Well, risking life and limb to get tree sap at the Old Abandoned Old Abandoned Amusement Park comes to mind."
"Yeah," said Isabella, "I guess that was kind of a waste of a question. You're next, Phineas."
"Okay then," said Phineas. "Isabella--truth or dare?"
"I'll be daring and start with dare," Isabella said in her cutest voice.
"Then I dare you to do the Chicken Dance."
"What makes you think I even KNOW the Chicken Dance?"
"Your uncle Shlomo's wedding. There are photos online."
"Cousin Rosalita is SO going to pay for posting those," said Isabella as she stood up.
Immediately, accordion music began to play from Tru's speaker. Good sport that Isabella was, she went straight into the Chicken Dance, eliciting laughter from the onlookers. Soon, Phineas couldn't resist the urge and got up and danced next to Isabella, bringing a smile to her face. After a minute or so the music ended, and Phineas and Isabella collapsed to the floor, laughing along with everyone else.
Gretchen's turn was next. She dared Holly to hold her breath for at least a minute--a feat that the girl easily accomplished, having earned her Freediving patch a few weeks earlier.
Ferb's turn came next. He looked expectantly at Baljeet.
"Truth," Baljeet said.
"What," Ferb asked, "is the square root of four thousand, seven hundred and sixty-one?"
"Oh, that is quite simple," said Baljeet. "That would be..." He shot Ferb a dirty look. "You were just trying to get me to say 'sixty-nine.'"
"And it worked," Phineas said with a chuckle.
Next, Ginger dared Ferb to do a cartwheel, which he did with gymnastic perfection that elicited applause from the other players. Then Baljeet asked Django to describe his weirdest dream, which consisted of Ducky Momo making out with a zebra in the middle of the Danville Convention Center. "Obviously, I've got issues," Django commented.
Adyson's turn was next. "Ferb, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
Adyson smirked. She had thought of a brilliant question that would force the normally laconic Ferb to provide a long, detailed, and very personal answer.
"Okay," she said. "What is-" Then she noticed something amiss. Looking around the room, she asked, "Hey, where's Perry?"
Ferb shrugged.
"Anyway, what-"
"The question," Tru interrupted, "has been asked and answered. It is now Buford's turn."
"No fair!" Adyson cried.
***
Perry the Platypus slipped into the upstairs hallway and found the photo portrait of the Flynn-Fletcher family that hung on the wall there, just above his eye level. He touched each family member's image in order of height--Lawrence, Linda, Candace, Ferb, Phineas, and himself--and each press produced an electronic musical note, forming the tune "doo-be-doo-be-doo-wah."
A hidden panel opened in the wall, and Perry jumped through into the tube beyond. Moments later, he landed in his swivel chair and looked up at Major Monogram's face on his lair's giant monitor.
"Good evening, Agent P. Dr. Doofenshmirtz has been taking his sweet time about it, but it appears that he's finally gotten a scheme going today. He's purchased high-tech computer components and several digitally controlled major appliances--dishwashers, dryers, refrigerators, and so forth. He's up to something, and we're betting it's not a kitchen remodel. Go check it out."
Agent P saluted, then hopped into his platycraft and flew off.
"At least, he'd BETTER be up to something," Major Monogram said to Carl. "I'm missing taco night for this."
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