Just ships I'm no longer into but the stories are cute

Spicey noodle MISTAKE

This is legit shit but I hope it's funny
PLEASE DONT ACTUALLY DO THIS CHALLENGE!!!!!!
I did it and I regret all of it

"Okay...why" Killer stared at the noodles in front of him, they were bright red against the pale white bowl, steam rose from the noodles and filled Killers nose with the smell of regrets, already making him question his life decisions.
"Because! You said you could handle any Spice! So" epic threw his hands up in exaggeration "you, me, and Cross, are all gonna eat these bowls and see who can sit the longest with the heat before we turn to milk!"
"You mean Cross's almond milk" Killer mumbled before looking at the bowl again, sometimes he wish he kept his mouth shut...oh well.
"Shut the fuck up you bitch" Cross hissed, staring at his share of noodles with a strange expression almost like he was confident, but what was he even confident about? Cause to be frank, Cross was a little bitch.
"Uh....what am I walking into" Dust asked as he peered into the room from the entrance, might killer add they were in the studios dining hall doing this challenge? So anyone could stumble right on in for a visit. "A mess" Killer said sourly, almost pouting.
"A challenge!" Cross yelled over Killer, drowning him out.
"Yes bruh! A challenge indeed" Epic agreed, both Cross and Epic were almost beaming with excitement.
"Uh..." Dust wasn't sure if he was disturbed or intrigued. He settled on intrigued, slowly moving closer to see the fire noodles.
"Oh not fire noodles" Dust laughed at the stupid meme like challenge, how absolutely childish.
Yet, he would definitely watch for his sadistic pleasure. Dust pulled out his phone and texted Nightmare and Error to come to the dining hall that some dumb shit was about to go down and it contained pain. Knowing both would equally enjoy it with him, they would probably bring the others with them.
"Who are you-" killer was cut off being he could ask who Dust just texted.
"READY!" Epic yelled, shoving a sporkful into Killers mouth, making Killer choke on the spork.
"The FU-"
He was suddenly hit with the absolute worst pain he had ever felt in his entire existence radiate through his mouth down his throat, if he could cry, he would. This horrible pain was indescribable.
Cross and Epic didn't even notice his suffering as they too shoved a huge bite into there mouths.
"Oh no...." Blue walked in right in time, as the chaos began

First denial.

"It's not that bad!" Cross mumbled, slowly chewing, before his eyes shot wide, his cheeks started to glow.
"Wait" Cross laughed a bit in shock as Dust started to die laughing at Killers face.
Killers face was portraying every bit of the pain he felt, he was swearing under his breath and laying his head on the cold table, as the fire spread from his mouth down his throat.
"AHHHHHH IT BURNS!" Cross screamed, getting up and running around the table as if he was on fire and was trying to put it out with wind speed. Which obviously wasn't working.
Epic was gripping his seat and looking desperately at the milk for relief, but he didn't wanna be known as the first loser. So he just started vibrating in his seat and glancing wildly side to side. For once silent.
"Oh my..." Dream gasped as Nightmare and him walked in, Nightmare only raised a non existent brow at the situation he was witnessing.
"I thought you said they were doing something good!" Dream looked at his brother accusingly, crossing his arms and puffing out his cheeks, his brother gave him a smug smile.
"This is good...for me" Nightmare actually laughed, this was so funny, these morons were very entertaining that's something even he couldn't deny.
"BROTHER!" Dream stomped his foot, his brother looked at Dream with a smile still wide on his face.
"I didn't tell them to do this" Nightmare defended himself, cause unfortunately this wasn't his idea these idiots did this all on their own.
Actually all the dumb shit they did was never his doing, they just did it, and he would just watch the fire burn.
Speaking of burning, the fire noodles had started to take a whole different direction

Second, the fire.

"HOLY FUCK MAKE IT STOP!" Cross was smacking his skull against the table, Killer was on the floor legit crying non-existent tears, Epic was jumping up and down trying to not cave and dive in the milk on the table that looked more enticing by the second.
"This was very needed today" Error had been watching most the time and laughing to himself, Ink was actually laughing with him, along with Geno and Death, all enjoying the suffering these morons put themselves into.
"Guys! Drink the milk!!! Cmon!" Blue cried out in desperation, Cross was legit just screaming and finally chugged the milk, being the first to loose, as expected.
"BRUH!" Epic snatched the milk from him, they then started fighting on top of the table for the carton of milk. Killer was still on the floor, regretting ever being created, his entire body was on fire and he already stripped his jacket, he didn't know skeletons actually can sweat till today.
"Pfftttt please tell me you actually got this on camera?" Ink asked Dust, Dust gave him a look that basically answered his question, only making Ink laugh harder.
"Wait...HORROR NO! Don't eat them!!!" Blue suddenly cried out, everyone turned their attention to the much larger and scarier creature that had already finished the boys bowls, he didn't show any signs of being affected.
"Horror your my new favorite" Nightmare commented, Dream face palmed at his brother reaction to all this. One of the people he was on set with often, killer, was still on the floor.
"Help killer" Dream demanded, his brother glared at him.
"Please?" Dream added, that made Nightmare give out a long sigh.
Nightmare dragged Killer out from under the table by his hood, like the scruff of a cat, and helping up.
Killer was not even close to okay, he was holding his mouth and covered in slick sweat.
"You win, now drink some of that gross ass milk and get cleaned up" Nightmare tried his best to not sound demanding, as he helped killer back into his chair. Killer however didn't move, he didn't even breathe. Any air that hit his mouth caused the fire to rise in temp every time he even tried to breathe, therefore, he wasn't risking it. Nightmare rolled his eye, before snapping his fingers.
Suddenly the pain was gone, it had just been quenched, it was so odd to suddenly go from being in so much pain to legit no pain at all.
Killer looked up at Nightmare in pure awe, as the other two were still fighting over the milk carton, splashing milk all over the walls, ceiling, floor, tables, and themselves.
The crowd was so focused on those two morons they hadn't even noticed the actual kind act Nightmare had just preformed.

And third, the cleanse and aftermath.

After Cross and epic had finally calmed down, they were forced to clean up all the milk mess they had made, with toothbrushes.
Now that was entertaining, Killer was told not to worry about even helping, sense in all reality he didn't make any of the mess he just suffered in pure silence under the table.
Killer will also never forget Nightmare actually saved him from torment, and that was going down in history.
Dream was so proud of Nightmares kind act that day he actually bought Nightmares coffee from Dunkin' Donuts cause Nightmare wasn't a 'basic ass hoe' as the kids called it and preferred that their was much less people behind the counter and in the establishment every time they went.
So kids if you learned anything
Don't fucking do this unless your Horror.