"Laurence, truth or dare?" Zane asked. I only smirked, not hesitating to give an answer.

"Dare," I said with full confidence.

"I dare you to let Lucinda use one of her weird potions on you," Zane said. Immediately, I regretted choosing dare. The last time someone tried one of Lucinda's potions... Well.. Let's just say Katelyn went head over heels for female Travis.

Yeah...

"No way, I'm not letting her use a potion on me," I said.

"Well, I guess you'll have to face the punishment," Travis teased. I turned pink and sighed.

The punishment for refusing a truth or a dare was to tell everyone either the last person you crushed on or the person you're currently crushing on. For some of the group, this wasn't that big of a deal. Aphmau and Aaron were together, obviously, and it was pretty clear that Katelyn and Travis had things for each other. They just didn't like to admit it, at least Katelyn didn't. For most, however, this was something they wanted to avoid at all costs. Especially me.

Lucinda smirked and reached into her purse, pulling out a small glass vile that was filled a deep purple liquid.

"What, so you just carry potions with you everywhere you go?" I asked.

"No, I brought this just for today," she replied, carefully rolling the vile towards my direction. I grabbed it before it hit my shoe. I examined the liquid, concerned as to what it would it would do to me when I drank it.

"What kind of potion is this?" I asked.

"It's a surprise," she said. "I'm not going to poison you, so relax."

I gulped and carefully removed the cork from the vile. I brought it up to my mouth and tilted my head back to swallow down the liquid. It ran down my throat, and it burned too. It felt like I had just drank a sip of straight whiskey. I hissed at the feeling, shoving the cork back into the vile and rolling it back towards to Lucinda. My head began to spin and my vision went blurry. I started to sway a bit as I felt my balance begin to give way. My head fell onto Garroth's shoulder and he wrapped an arm around me to prevent me from falling. I blinked a few times, and then my vision cleared. It felt different, though. My sight felt three times better than it did before I drank the potion. Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes, except for Lucinda who only smirked. I removed my head from Garroth's shoulder.

"What happened?" I asked. As soon as I said that, nearly everyone burst into a fit of giggles. Nearly being everyone except Garroth. I turned to look at him and raised one eyebrow. He was rather pink. He blinked a few times and then cleared his throat. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, switching it on and opening the camera. He handed his phone to me and I examined myself. Once I saw what had happened, an unamused expression appeared on my face.

Two orange cat ears stuck out of my hair, and when I opened my mouth I noticed that my teeth were rather sharp, specifically two of my front ones. When I glanced behind me, a tail of the same orange color as my ears swished back and forth came into view. I turned to look at Lucinda.

"Seriously?" I asked. She snickered.

"It should wear off by tomorrow morning," she said. I sighed and leaned back and pressed my back into the couch.

"Whatever, lets just finish this stupid game," I mumbled.

"Dante, truth or dare?" I asked.

"Truth," he said.

"Coward," I muttered. "Have you ever kissed a guy?"

He nodded, and everyone seemed shocked at this.

"Who?!" Katelyn asked.

"None of your business," he said, folding his arms over his chest. "Travis, truth or dare?"

I felt a pair of eyes on me, so I turned my head to be met with Garroth's ocean blue gaze. I could have sworn that butterflies just woke up in my stomach.

"What?" I asked. He blinked and shook his head, breaking out of the trance he was in.

"Nothing," he said. His cheeks were significantly red and he looked anywhere else but at me.

Weird...

I waved a final goodbye to Aphmau and Aaron as they drove off. Everyone else had left ten minutes ago but they insisted that they stayed to help clean. I shut the door once they left and locked it with a sigh. I walked to the living room and sat on the couch, staring at the blank TV screen. I saw my own reflection in it, and I scowled at the sight of the ears still poking out of my head. My tail curled around me as I sat in a criss-cross position.

It should wear off by tomorrow morning.

"Tomorrow morning," I mumbled to myself. "That's not too bad.."

"What's not too bad?" A familiar voice asked. I looked at the bottom of the staircase, and Garroth stood leaning against the wall beside it.

"I only have to be like this until tomorrow morning," I said, motioning to my head. His straight face turned into a pouting expression, and I raised an eyebrow at it. "What?" I asked.

"It's just.." he trailed off and walked towards me. He sat beside me on the couch and lifted a hand to my hair, carefully stroking on of the ears on my head. A weird sensation rushed through me at the action, and I felt a rumble in my throat. My face flushed and I brought my hand to my mouth. Garroth smiled and retracted his hand. "You're so cute as a meifwa," he said. My cheeks flushed a darker shade of red and I looked away.

"Shut up," I muttered. He only chuckled and wrapped and arm around my waist.

Why was he acting like this..?

I yawned, stretching my arms over my head.

"Aish, I'm exhausted," I sighed. I decided to take advantage of the way Garroth was acting and dropped my head onto his shoulder.

"You should get some rest," he said. I nodded and began to stand, but was pulled back down by Garroth tugging at my wrist. Both of his arms snaked around my waist and he pulled me into his lap, laying down on his back. I don't think I've ever been this red...

"Garroth..?" I spoke up. He placed one hand on my lower back and the other tangled in my hair, occasionally lifting a finger to stroke an ear.

"Get some sleep," he said. I sighed in content and shut my eyes, enjoying the warm feeling of his body against mine.

"Good night, kitty," I hear him say. I furrowed my eyebrows and lightly slap his chest.

"I'm not a kitty," I muttered. He chuckled.

"Whatever you say."