Rainbow Dash wasted no time starting the third round, quickly drawing a new black card from the top of the deck and turning it over to read it to the others.

"Blank! Foal-tested, Mother Approved!" Dash read enthusiastically. The others all pondered their selections, with Fleetfoot flashing many grins and held in laughs before putting her card in front of Dash.

"Geez Fleet, you have the worst poker face." Dash commented. Fleet simply responded with a pout, but Spitfire and Soarin both burst out with laughter.

"Yeah, you should see her when she actually plays poker! She can never win!" Spitfire teased. The others all laughed, except for Fleetfoot who slammed her hoof on the table.

"Just play your damn cards! I'd rather not discuss my poker losing streak!" She shouted. Soarin snickered.

"What is it again? Fourteen?" Soarin said smugly. Fleetfoot glared at him as he and Spitfire played their cards. She took a deep breath and sat back into her seat and took another sip of her cider. With the others all ready, Dash began to read the answers.

"....Wet Dreams! Foal-tested, mother approved!" Dash read. Spitfire laughed a bit at that card before turning to Soarin.

"Does that explain puberty for colts? Cause that explains so much." Spitfire said with a smug grin at Soarin.

"No comment." Soarin replied dryly. Dash rolled her eyes and continued.

"Alcoholism? Foal-tested, Mother Approved!" Dash said with a hint of disbelief at just how bad the card was in context. Fleetfoot giggled at it.

"Yep! Works for me!" She said before chugging about half her bottle of cider. Spitfire placed her hoof in front of Fleetfoot to get her attention.

"Fleet?" She spoke. Fleetfoot stopped drinking and looked at her.

"Yeeeeeeeeeees?" She answered very slowly and creepily.

"Never have kids." Spitfire said flatly. Fleetfoot nodded.

"You got it boss!" She said loudly before drinking again. Dash and Soarin exchanged worried looks before Dash read the last card. She let out a snort and tried to hold in a laugh when she saw it.

"Cock! Foal-Tested! Mother Approved!" She read out, making the others all lose it.

"That has.....worrying implications." Soarin said. Fleet snorted.

"Why? It could just be referring to chickens." She said with another couple of giggles.

"I think........Cock wins." Dash said with another burst of laughter. Soarin nodded and took the black card.

"Dammit!" Fleetfoot blurted out. Spitfire chuckled at Fleetfoot's saltiness before grabbing her own card and reading it.

"Oh, this looks good..." Spitfire said before leaning forward and speaking in a lower voice, reminiscent of a creepy voice from a harbinger of doom, "It lurks in the night, it Hungers for flesh. This summer, nopony is safe from....Blank." Spitfire read in her creepy voice. The others all slightly shivered at just how creepy Spitfire could sound and sorted through their decks. Dash made a little snort before turning hers in and Soarin shrugged like he wasn't satisfied with any answers he had before hesitantly handing over an answer. Once all three had their cards in, Spitfire settled back into her creepy voice.

"It lurks in the night, it hungers for flesh. This summer, nopony is safe from.....Being Fabulous!" Spitfire read, suddenly springing into an impromptu Rarity impression which put the whole room into hysterical laughter. After about thirty seconds of laughter, Fleetfoot wiped a tear from her eye and sat up.

"Wow Dash, that sounds like a horror movie about you." She said with a few chuckles. Dash nodded.

"With how often she tries to put me into her frilly dresses, I can see her turning into a horror movie villain." Dash said, composing herself. Once they were all fully composed again, Spitfire continued.

"This summer, nopony is safe from..... Gay Changelings!" Spitfire read, but it only got a few giggles from Fleetfoot.

"Y'know, if the Changelings were still evil like Queen Chrysalis, that would be a lot more funnier." Dash commented. Spitfire shrugged and went to read the last card.

"This summer, nopony is safe from....Child Protective Services!" Spitfire read in an overly dramatic voice.

"Oh no! Not them!" Soarin joined in with a sarcastically dramatic voice of his own. Fleetfoot laughed maliciously.

"Haha! Gonna take your kids!" She said menacingly, making the others laugh. Spitfire tapped the winning card.

"That's funny, but the slasher starring Rarity wins!" she announced. Dash nodded in satisfaction and took her card.

"Time for your round, Princess Fleetfoot." Soarin attempted to tease, but Fleet just smiled with a light blush.

"Oh, I actually like the ring of that, thanks Princess!" She cheerfully responded. Soarin flattened his expression. Fleetfoot then grabbed her card and read it. She chuckled before she could even read the first word.

"Pffft.....Do not FUCK with me! I am literally BLANK right now!" Fleetfoot read. Soarin and Dash both chuckled and looked at eachother. Spitfire shook her head.

"This better be good guys, cause this is too real now." She spoke before flipping through her hand. Eventually, they all selected their respective cards and gave them to Fleet. She shuffled and began to read them.

"Do not FUCK with me! I am literally Throwing a Virgin into a Volcano right now!" Fleetfoot read with an angry voice. The others all looked at her with confused looks.

"Um.....why exactly would you do that?" Dash asked.

"To make a sacrifice to the sun of course! duh!" Spitfire said sarcastically. Fleetfoot shook her head.

"No, I'm actually throwing a virgin into a volcano because that virgin is Soarin." Fleetfoot teased. Soarin's face turned red and his face contorted into a look of horror. Dash raised an eyebrow.

"You're a virgin Soarin?" Dash asked. He didn't respond, not right away, he just sat there, making a high pitched noise that resembled what could best be described as "internal screaming", before finally nodding.

"Yes.....I am.....you're a cunt Fleet." Soarin said harshly while glaring at her.

"Love ya too!" Fleetfoot responded cheerily before reading the next card.

"Do not FUCK with me! I am literally Finally finishing off the Kirin Right now!" Fleetfoot read with the angry voice again.

"That's......kinda dark." Dash commented. Fleetfoot shrugged.

"I'm getting tired of their singing! Gonna make them silent again!" Fleetfoot said with a mockingly evil tone.

"oh God...." Soarin said quietly at the realization of what she was really meaning with that card. Fleet kept reading.

"I am literally Grave Robbing right now!" Fleetfoot read. Soarin let out a little snort. Fleet smirked at him.

"I guess that's the only way you're gonna get laid huh?" Fleetfoot teased. Soarin's glare was harsh enough to melt steel, but Fleetfoot was still unfazed. "Soarin's virgin volcano adventure wins!" She continued to tease. Dash raised her hoof and took the card.

"Damn Dash, you're starting to catch up." Spitfire commented. Dash shrugged with a smug smile.

"What can I say, I'm just that good! You're up Soarin." Dash turned to him. He nodded and took his card.

"What's a mare's best friend?" Soarin read the card. He looked at the mares present, who all quickly began lookin through their decks. "Why do I get this one?!" Soarin said with anguish. Spitfire chuckled.

"Because you're a lone stallion stuck with three mares playing a card game, you WILL be tortured." Spitfire said. Dash let out a laugh before giving him an apologetic look.

"We're just playing Soarin." She assured him. Afterwards, the three gave him their cards and he shuffled before reading them.

"What's a mare's best friend? Self-loathing." Soarin read with a chuckle. Fleetfoot raised an eyebrow.

"What does that mean?" She asked. Spitfire turned to her.

"It's when you hate yourself." She answered the question. Fleetfoot nodded in understanding before taking a moment to think. She then blurted out before Soarin could read the next card.

"Oh MY GOD That's so true!" Fleetfoot shouted out before drowning more in her cider. The others laughed before Soarin continued.

"What's a mare's best friend? My inner Demons." He read. Dash and Spitfire both nodded in agreement.

"Considering my childhood, that makes sense." Spitfire said. Soarin raised an eyebrow.

"Considering how you run the Wonderbolts now, I think this is STILL true." He teased.

"Shut up." Spitfire responded with a laugh. Soarin then read the last card.

"What's a Mare's best friend? Gloryholes!" He managed to read despite laughing while reading it. "I'll bet that's true, Fleet?" Soarin teased back at her. She simply downed more of her cider while flipping him off with her middle wing feather.

"So, the winner?" Dash asked. Soarin contemplated his options before picking up the winner.

"Gloryholes it is!" He announced. Fleetfoot pumped her hoof into the air and cheered.

"Congrats Fleet. My turn again, into round 4." Dash said. Spitfire nearly choked on her cider.

"It's only round 4? How?" She asked. Soarin nodded in agreement.

"I know right? It feels like this has been going on for like a week now!" He said as Dash picked up her card...

Author's Note

Scores:

Rainbow Dash- 4

Spitfire- 3

Fleetfoot- 2

Soarin- 3