A Series of Unfortunately Funny Events

Barking Up The Wrong Tree

“Alright, the bottle landed on me, so now you have to either dare me to do something or ask me a question that I have to answer truthfully.”

“Hmm…” pondered Summer before coming up with the perfect dare. Pointing at a tree, she made her dare vocal. “Go make out with that tree.”

In an instant, Novelle’s jaw dropped. Looking at her friend in shock, she resigned herself to a sigh of defeat. She never should have shown this stupid game to someone like Summer. That pony was crazy. Heck, she’d probably stick her horn in a pencil sharpener for a few bits. Looking over at her changeling friend, she seemed to be more confused than anything.

“Um, what’s making out?”

“You’re about to see,” replied Summer nonchalantly.

“Ugh, you’re a pig!” Novelle scolded her, to which she chuckled.

“And proud. Now, I do believe you have a dare to complete, do you not?”

Giving a groan of frustration, Novelle walked over to the tree Summer had pointed at and gathered her resolve. After a few seconds, she pressed her lips to the tree, mimicking the act of making out with it.

“Ew… that’s what making out is?” questioned Tenna, causing Summer to begin laughing uproariously, which caused Novelle to pull her head away from the tree, her brown mane now covered with specks of tree sap.

“That. Was. Priceless.”

“Whatever,” came the reply as Novelle began walking back to her friends.

“Um, thank you.”

Everyone froze in an instant, quickly recognizing the voice.

“Huh, what do you know?” began Summer, “she finally became a tree.”