[ThatPinkThing]

Day 4: a bet they lost. // ThatPinkThing // Aiden

"I bet I'd win if we did a poll on who's stronger."

"What?" Aiden laughed, "Why don't we just lift weights and vlog it to prove who's stronger?"

"Are you scaaaared?" Aiden's flatmate sneered, poking his tongue out and sticking his camera in his face.

"Never. To twitter!" Aiden declared, pulling out his phone and setting up the poll. He looked back at his own vlog camera. "You saw me put it up, guys. Dignity depends on it."

"What do I get when I win?" His flatmate asked.

"Loser lets the makeup crew from the webseries make them as ugly as possible to wear around for the day." Aiden said.

"You're on, Fuller!"

48 hours later, Aiden sat, frowning deeply, in the artist's chair. He side eyed his flatmate, who was laughing more and more as Aiden was transformed. The worst part of this was they maxed last week, and yes, Aiden could lift more. He started planning his comeback.

[skywalker,]

ＰＲＯＭＰＴ ＦＯＵＲ ！
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Kalons used ;; Brenton and Erik !
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Erik bet that Brenton wouldn't be able to make a day without lighting something on fire. Brenton said otherwise. Turned out Erik was 10000% correct because Brenton couldn't last fifteen minutes.

[Midnightkitkat]

Prompt Four

Betting against his mom Vasuki assumed being his sly self he'd fly by with a win and out of chores.
To bad Chi knows all his tricks having raised him~

[fuiuki]

Prompt 4: A lost bet
Featuring: Carmel, undetermined time period.

"Hey Carmel, want a drink?"

Carmel looked up from the videogame she was playing. She was visiting her friend August again, as he had a killer collection of games that she couldn't even dream of competing with.

"Nah mate, I think I'm good. What you got in the fridge though?" she replied while resuming the strategy game she was playing.

"Just cola really, I've got a ton of them though. Dad found a discount sale of them and we've got like... a dozen of them" August replied while getting himself one of the said colas. He paused for a minute while he walked back. "Hey... I've got a bet for ya, Carmel!"

"Oh yeah?" she replied, her ears perking up.

"Yeah, I bet you I can beat you at the latest racing game I got. Here's the catch though, we play while drinking these colas. The first one to go to the bathroom loses" he said with a grin.

Carmel thought for a moment. If there was any kind of game she was great at, it was racing games. She could easily beat him, any day. "Yeah sure, bet on!"

- - - - -

It was a whole three hours later and Carmel regretted her decision. She REALLY needed the toilet, but if she was anything at all, it was stubborn. She would endure. She had forgotten about what drinks like that did to your bladder when she made the bet, but she would NOT lose to this grinning fluff-for-brains!

- - - - -

Carmel had lost.

Of course August had known she would. They had been friends for a long while but he had kept one secret from her. Or, well, it wasn't a secret as it was just something that hadn't come up until now. Apparently, one of August's many talents was a bladder of steel. Figures.

Carmel was proud of how far she'd come though, and to be fair... she had beaten him in every single race, so the loss wasn't total. As for what the stakes were... well, she'd just have to go about a full day in a bunny suit, as soon as August had acquired a fittingly ridiculous one. The kids at the daycare she worked at would love this...

[SkyGold]

♕ Prompt : "Tell about a time your kalon made a bet with a friend that they lost.

Using Uri and Ligeia

-"Pfft, I'm way faster than you."
"No, you're not."



"Hah! Told you-you're not."-

[䏠xote]

prompt four

denki trembled as he looked down at the water below. he swallowed, the distance daunting as he balanced on the high dive, nausea washing over him.

"are you scared?" esta called from the edge of the pool below, yolkai trailing behind her.

"n-no!" denki yelled back, but his knees wobbled and he gave a small sound of fear. maybe the height wasn't much to his sisters, but the kit was much smaller than they, and his small stature made him that much more intimidated by how far up he was. slowly, he inched forward, and prepared to jump--

suddenly, one foot slipped from underneath him, and he squealed as he scrambled for purchase, toppling over. "okay!" he wailed. "i can't do it! you win! HELP!"

as he said the words, however, esta was already at the edge of the board. "come here--" she huffed, a tad amused, and he crawled into her arms. "i'll hell you down, doofus."

"...do i have to wear the weenie hat, still?" denki sniffed as he began to climb down the ladder, shaking, and esta laughed with sympathy.

"yeah. you still have to wear the weenie hat."

denki was once bet by his sister that he could not jump off of the high dive. she was right.

[undead]

prompt 4 - mikel and tofu
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With severe disdain, Mikel's yellow eyes scanned the surface of the iced over child size outdoor pool he was about to be forced into.
Across the pool sat the antagonist, pouring bags of ice into the water. It was already below freezing outside, and now with the addition of all this ice, Mikel was certain he would freeze from the inside out. "How long do I have to sit in here?" His raspy voice could just barely be heard through the tense atmosphere.
"Three minutes." And that was the last bag. Tofu, all wrapped up in warm clothing to shield his frail body from the biting cold outside,
gave his friend an expectant look. "And if you can't take that, I'll give you a punishment bad enough to make you pray you never met me."
".. Can I raise the bet to seventy dollars?"
"Absolutely not, it's 50 or nothing." With two crocheted gloves covering his chilly hands, Tofu dropped the remaining empty bag to the ground. "Now take off your jacket- I'll time you. You've got the camera rolling?" Mickey grinned behind Tofu, equally as bundled up.
"Got it." He gave him a quick little thumbs up, and Tofu stepped out of view.

Mikel's heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. All he was trying to think about was how much he needed this money for shopping with these same friends later, that's what kept him going and what let him strip from the majority of his clothes in the cold winter air. From outside his own head, he heard his two friends and small group of buddies behind him starting to count down from five.
..
"Three!" His feet stepped backwards for a running start.
"Two!" Mikel planted himself firmly in the ground, ready to take off.
"One!" Without a second thought, he took off running for about half a second-- and jumped right into the freezing water with a splash. There was an initial scream of pain from the water against his bare skin, but the young adult tried to bare it as best he could. Laughing in the background. Camera's rolling around him. Cold water seeping into every crevice of his skin.

Mikel couldn't do it. He got about a minute in before having to get out, in fear of going into shock and passing out in the deadly pool.
Looks like he didn't win the bet.

[starshine,]

the crown princess had snuck out again, this time she came to see someone, braxton. whom she had developed a slight crush on over the years.

her eyes traveled across the meadow, searching for her friend, who came jogging over to her, her eyes lit up and she ran over to him, pulling him into a tight hug, but letting go almost instantly, her face covered in a light shade of pink. he smiled and her heart did a small flip in her chest. but she held his gaze nonetheless. braxton looked around, rocking on his heels, "so.. what do you want to do today?" he asked, constance shrugged, her hair whipped in her face as the wind rolled past them, it was unusually strong today. she had most of her hair in a tight braid around her head but some of it had fallen out. she blew it out of her eyes and looked down. braxton smiled brightly, and gave her a small nudge, "we should see who can pick the most flowers after.." he paused a moment, "one hour." he said triumphantly. constance smiled, "of course!" her eyes brightened, she loved flowers.

braxton paced around in circles, he stopped and looked up, "if i get more flowers than you, you have to stay with me longer, out here." he said, his voice defiant in his bet. "and if you lose?" she said, her voice light. braxton looked down, "then you can decorate me with flowers." he said, constance's eyes sparkled mischievously. "deal." she said, shaking his hand promptly before running off to collect flowers.

- 1 hour later -

constance skipped happily back to their meeting spot, sitting down with the flowers she had collected. there was no way braxton had collected more flowers than her. she set them in her lap as she sat down.

braxton walked into view, he was going slow, his eyes were trained ahead of him and he had WAY more flowers than constance. constance's jaw hung open in surprise. his arms were full and he even had some clenched in his teeth. she laughed a little, he looked ridiculous. braxton slowly sat down in front of her, his eyes dancing delightfully. "i guess you win." she said, he took the flowers out of his mouth and spat on the ground, "petals." he explained, and constance laughed. braxton looked her in the eyes, "guess you'll be spending more time with me." he said, putting down the flowers on the dirt. constance looked away shyly, her eyes on the flowers. she picked a few up, intertwining them together to form a flower crown. she smiled and bit her lip, placing it on braxton's head, braxton laughed, "hey! you didn't win, this wasn't part of the deal." he said, keeping the flower crown on.

constance smiled, she looked up, the sun had traveled all the way down and it lay against the horizon, constance panicked, "i-..i have to go." she said, braxton slumped a little, the light in his eyes was gone and constance felt even worse. she walked over to him, her eyes shining with anticipation. she looked him straight in the eyes and kissed him. it was brief, but it was there, she backed away, braxton sat there, stunned. she gave him a small smile and began to sprint away.

braxton paused, not sure what to do for a few moments, but he saw her leaving and he was shot back into real life, "wait!" he called, his heart thumping against his chest. braxton stopped, his heart fluttering, "tomorrow." he said to himself, and began to walk home.

[Graceymc96]

Day 4 - Carver and Mac

"Five bucks says you can't find a snipe."
"Mac."
"You know they're out there Carver, your dad said so. When my dad and I went we caught a whole flock of them! Come on, lets go find it them!"

On a dark night, stars shining brightly in the sky, the two kids wandered into the woods. It was a bit chilly, but the kids weren't focused on the cold. They were snipe hunting. Carver was determined, he had researched that the birds lived near bodies of water and, according to his father, the only way to catch them was to wrangle them into a trash bag and knock them in the head with a stick. Mac, on the other hand, kept a sly smile on his face which was hidden by the cool night. Outfitted with trash bags, big sticks, and flashlights, the boys romped through the woods to the lake, keeping their eyes peeled for the small birds. Suddenly, Mac stopped and listened.

"You hear that, Carver?"
"Hear what?"
"The snipe! I just hear it call! That mean's we're close, but you have to call it to you now. Turn your light off, it'll scare them away."

Mac crouched down, helping Carver open his trash bag. He made stupid sounding bird call, urging Carver to do the same and flicking his flashlight off. Enthusiastically, Carver joined in, listening closely for the snipes.
"Okay! I hear it! Three . . . two . . ."
In a flash, the trashbag was over Carver's head and Mac was running at top speed back to the house with both flashlights in tow.

"MAC!"

Needless to say, Carver didn't catch any snipes on his dark trek back home.

[master of spaz]

Day 4 - kals in sig
"Well, why not?" Avroline demanded. "What an absurd idea."

"Oh, poor, lady," Odette cooed to her. "Sit down won't you?"

"I will not," she remarked. "You think lowly of me, Odette."

"No, lady-" Odette began to protest.

"You do," Avroline said to the little girl whose eyes were wide as saucers. "Why, I'll have you know, that I have been groomed in the kitchen just as much as you."

"Oh, lady, you wouldn't insist," Odette sighed, as she brought the plate of plum cake to her mistress. She had never seen the cold woman turn so benevolent over anything in her life. "Won't you just eat it?"

"I don't want your cake," Avroline persisted. "I can cook it myself."

"I can't imagine that, lady."

And so, in long, angry strides, Avroline rushed to the lower end of the manor with little Odette following along like a goose.

"I'll give you my ring," Avroline huffed, waving a large ruby ring in Odette's face. "I'll give you my ring if you can cook a better radish tart, than I."

"Well, I never- alright, my lady."

The spoons clicked bowls and they began to stir rapidly. The competition was fierce and an absolute mess. Plates broke, ovens burned. Neither had concocted much of shape or form, it seemed. The kitchen soon went up into flour.

Suddenly, the air became so clouded with white smog, the thick flour in the air, both women were set running out of the kitchen into coughing fits.

Inside, the untended oven gradually ate away at the mess of dough, and began to catch the ends of the flour in the air.

The entire kitchen went into flames and soon men and women were sent running up and down corridors to douse the flame.

Never before and never again would the estate see such a comical disaster.