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[TRUTH ROOM] and I wanna hear what you have to say about me

[The Oldacon's found a room where one of the kitchens used to be. It's not remarkable in any way other than it's irritating non-kitchenness. There are some comfy chairs, a nice plush carpet, some reddish mood lighting-

-and a door that won't open again.]

Oh, you... come on. [He fights with the door momentarily, getting nowhere at break-neck speeds. He sighs and moves to sit in a chair, looking somberly around. He has no idea what the room wants, but it's not letting him go just yet.]

((OOC: This is a room that forces people to say truths they normally wouldn't divulge. You can only get out after saying one of these truths aloud for someone else to hear. The effects could last for as long or as short a time as you wish. Feel free to either bother Hal or just wander in alone or wotever.))

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...Why do you like me?

[NOW HE'S CURIOUS!]

Because you're hot, funny, and have bad english which makes you adorable.

[He leans in for another hug, mainly so Alek can't see how red he's going.]

And you're a good friend.

[He's also curious...]

...and why do you like me?

[Even if he's not sure about 'adorable', Alek's happy with that answer. He smiles before responding.]

I think those thing too, except you have good English.

And...

[He pauses returning the second hug.]

...even with some of thing you do in past, I feel I can trust you.

[He smiles into Alek's hair.]

...Would I be going too far if I said I trust you more than anyone else in the nexus?

...What? Really?

[He's shocked to hear that, really. His jaw hangs open as he stares ahead over Fear's shoulder.]

I do not even trust myself this much.

Should I not trust you?

[He pets Alek's hair.]

[He stares forward for another few seconds before smiling again. Knowing he's trusted that much by someone makes him feel good.]

I like it. Thank you.

[He squeezes him slightly, before kissing him lightly on the neck.]

I'm not a nice person, but I feel like I want to take care of you. Should I assume that's part of having a crush on you?

A... crush?

[What's that? It sounds painful. But since he prefaced it with "take care of you", he suspects it might not be such a bad thing.]

I am not sure, but I like take care of you also. I never had suspect before we would become best friend... I hope we can remain without other friend try kill us.

[He leans his head against Fear's shoulder, not having any trouble saying that considering how real a worry it is.]

[Hell, he doesn't understand why it's called that either.]

...I feel more for you than a friend should feel.

[He couldn't call it love, because he wasn't convinced it was. Maybe one day it would happen, but he wasn't ready to tell anyone he loved them yet.]

I'm jealous that Pain gets the majority of your affections.

[Even though he had said it once before, he didn't understand why he seemed to be blurting it out again. He's decided to stop worrying about it. It's Alek, after all. They should be able to tell each other anything, right?]

I love Claude. And I feel something also to you, but I cannot figure just what.

[They're good enough friends that he doesn't feel too nervous about saying these things either. It's probably a good idea to bring them up anyway.]

I do know I would not mind cover you in chocolate syrups and lick it off.

[...All right, that he didn't mean to say.]

I suppose that's why I'm jealous. I doubt I'll ever mean as much to you as he does.

[At Alek's next comment, however, he snorts loudly.]

That's an excellent idea. Chocolate syrup is a good choice.

I think no two persons can be equal in a mind, each has own place.

[Hm, he feels kind of insightful. Maybe this room makes people smarter, too.]

Yes? I like chocolate lot. But not the truffle that make you gain pounds. That is probably work of devil.

That was... oddly smart for you.

[He smirks.]

It is an awful room, yes. But the truffles taste so good~

I kn- wait...

[Did Fear just call him stupid?]

You think I have stupid?

No, I just don't think you're a genius.

[THIS MAKES SENSE TO FEAR OKAY]

Besides, if you're attracted to me, you can't be all that dumb.

That is true, I am not genius.

[He can accept this, he just doesn't want to be called outright stupid.]

Speak of not all that dumb, maybe we should leave this room. I am now little afraid of what I might say.

[He smirks.]

What, is there anything else you think you might like to do with me?

[He had to admit, he liked hearing Alek tell him these things, even if it meant he might blurt out something dumb too.]

Maybe wipe that smirk from your face.

[There, he can say that truth and avoid further embarrassment! Alek decides to be proactive here, grabbing Fear's wrist and attempting to drag him out of the room.]

[He rolls his eyes, grinning.]

Don't be so boring. I never said I wouldn't take you up on these offers, did I?

[He follows Alek, but slowly.]

Would you like it if I licked something off you, too~?

I know something I would not mind you lick- AH!

[He tugs harder, determined to gain control over his words. It's hard to have the upper hand when you can't even decide what to and not to say!]

Keep mouth close!

Really? Looks like you remember just how well I use my tongue, huh?

[He's having a lot of fun teasing Alek like this, so he stops them just short of the door.]

How I could forgeOKAY THAT IS ENOUGH!

[Fear can stay in that room if he wants, but Alek's had enough. He lets go of his friend's wrist and steps outside the room, trying unsuccessfully not to appear too flustered. But it's not the idea of those things that embarrasses him... he just prefers to do, not say.]

[He laughs, stepping outside as well.]

Oh, that was fun. We should try lying to see if we're still under the effects of the room, though.

[He thinks for a moment.]

Hmm... Alek enjoys making other people sandwiches.

[Fear grins.]

Yep, we're safe.

[...Okay, that was pretty amusing. Despite trying to keep his grumpy mood going, a laugh escapes him.]

If you try say that in the room you probably have explode.

[He starts walking away from the room, though he doesn't know where to. Just somewhere that's not there!]

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