Okay. So this was a challenge I took up. Please don't be offended kwa anything. I'm uandishi from how I feel the characters would react. And this never really happens. Consider it like an AU. Also, I apologize for the weird ending. I've never done this particular scene before. Enjoy!



She honestly had no idea how this had happened. She had quietly been sitting on the couch, minding her own business, when one of her teammates (she honestly didn't care who it had been) suggested they play a game. Out of no where, a horde of people seemingly materialized, and she knew that three she saw weren't even a real part of the team!
In the end, the group she had been trying to ignore ended up deciding to play 7 dakika in heaven. And somehow, her name ended up in the hat. So now here she was, sitting in a closet. With none other than the Outsiders resident “ghost hunter” Todd. He sat quietly beside her, staring straight ahead with his sightless eyes. The silence wasn't strained au awkward, just oddly uncomfortable.
“How did I manage to get dragged into this? I'm not even on this team.” he muttered to himself.
“I'm asking the same question.”
He gave a flicker of a smile and tilted his head where her voice had come from.
“So....what exactly are we supposed to do?”
“Make out.”
The response was so bluntly stated, it took him a dakika to respond.
“What's that?”
“You're usually so knowledgeable, I forget wewe can't actually see.”
Well...that was new from her. She wasn't one to put out a compliment so nicely.
“So...?”
“Well I guess I have to onyesha you. Considering we both got roped into this. Give me your hands.”
He let her guide his hands around what he assumed was her waist before she placed her hands on his shoulders.
“Becca....are wewe going to end up hurting me?”
“No. I would feel bad. It's not your fault wewe can't see. au that this is new for you.”
He nodded a bit and felt her press her lips to his. He jolted in surprise and pulled back.
“What the heck was that?!”
She laughed.
“A kiss. Have wewe never been kissed?”
He shook his head as a warmth crept up his cheeks.
“It's how wewe play the game.”
“O-oh....you can continue then.”
She kissed him again, her mouth warm against his. He began to songesha his mouth against hers, shyly mimicking her movements. She bit on his lip and he gasped softly before he felt her tongue in his mouth. She explored his wet cavern and he gave a soft groan, finding it to be pleasurable.
He quickly started using his tongue to play with hers, surprised when she gave out a soft moan. Her kisses trailed down his neck and he let her continue, not fully against it but silently pleading for the game to be over before it became an uncomfortable desire. Her lips went back to his and he kissed her a little deeper. A knock sounded and they pulled away as the door opened. Todd bolted, his usual cool demeanor gone. He thought of her as Nic (for who knows why he was here) and Mafia were randomly paired up to go in next. I don't understand humans.... He ran a finger across his lips and sighed. Spirits are easier....but it was almost...fun. He shook his head.
“Hey, spirit-phone, what's wrong?” Blade-or rather known as Discord now-asked.
“I assume wewe mean me.”
“Yeah.”
“Humans are confusing. Playing such games as if there was any emotion.”
“What? Oh I get you. I think this game is less about emotion and zaidi about hilarious outcomes.”
“....I don't understand.”
“Well...take wewe and Becca. She's obviously not a romantic. She's a pure feminist. And wewe are a little freaky when the spirits talk through you.”
“I'm not a fake gypsy!”
“Anyway, the point is, Becca would rather kill someone than play this game. And wewe would have rather made like a spirit and disappeared before wewe were dragged in. It's fun to see how two opposites make out at the end of the game.”
He stared at where her voice had come from.
“....but why?”
“Because.....I-um-er....because!”
He blinked his sightless eyes and shook his head.
“I'll stick to spirits. Emotions are a part of life. If there isn't any then we'd all be dead.”