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So, this story was originally going to be a single one-shot, but since it got more favorites and follows than both of my other pathetic stories, and since I love it myself, I decided to promote Reunion to "Result of boring friday afternoon" to "Official Story!" Yay!

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"Well, if it isn't the reject himself."

Aboard the Pahkitew Chopper, things were getting tense. Shawn still has a grudge towards Dave about trying to kill him at the finals, so he was a little hostile towards him.

Okay, maybe more than a little.

"Hope you won't go berserk on this poor girl and destroy the chopper in the progress. That would almost be as bad as the Zombie Apocalypse."

Jasmine looked at her boyfriend quizzically while Dave flushed with embarrassment. Sky looked at Shawn angrily before replying back.

"Yeah? The Zombie Apocalypse will be nothing compared to the robot uprising, which Dave seems to have an advantage in. After all, he did destroy Scuba Bear 3.0 armed with just a wrench."

The TD Victor's smug smile melted and Dave smiled at Sky. Jasmine scowled and said, "Your boyfriend can't exactly take the high ground, here. He got himself eliminated before any of us! And if it wasn't for that robo-croc, you would've fallen to your death off Mclean Mountain! You wouldn't've even finished the bloody challenge, let alone made it to the finals!"

The four contestants glared at each other, and it looked like things were about to get ugly. Luckily for the health of the teens, Chris chose that exact moment to stick his head out of the red curtains that separated his private study from the rest of the chopper. That's not to say he didn't try to back out at the last second, though.

"Oh, blood about to fly? Don't mind me, I'll just go back into my hidey-hole," and his head started to retract back.

"NO!" all four of the teens said simultaneously. "What is it?" Shawn asked.

"I thought you would like to know that we'll be touching down in Jean Lesage Airport in ten minutes. Sky there's makeup in that cabinet over there. Dave, there are wet wipes in that same cabinet. You two make yourself presentable again!"

His head disappeared for a tick, then reappeared again

"There's also some scissors, in case you want to shave your head completely. Might be an improvement!" Then he did his signature Mclean chuckle and he withdrew back again.

While Sky covered up her red eyes, Dave scrubbed himself with the wipes until the motor oil was purged from his skin. There were some stains on his shirt and pants, but there was nothing he could do about that now. Then he picked up the scissors. He looked at them fearfully for a bit, while Jasmine and Shawn smirked. Dave took a deep breath, then cut off the remainder of his hair. He brushed himself off and sat down. Sky placed her hand on his while the other two were practically holding in the giggles with sheer willpower. (And not much of that!)

Mclean poked his head out the curtains again. When he saw Dave he released another chuckle.

"Soo, decided to pull a Dakota, eh? Okay, okay!"

Shawn piped up. "Who's Dakota?"

Chris said, "I was hoping one of you would say that! Give me a minute!" Oddly enough, he did not bring whatever he planned to show whoever asked with him.

He reappeared three seconds later, holding a tablet. "Give it a look-see! Our little Davie here really is the Dakota of this season! From the balding to the flipping out as a massive, mutated freak!"

Shawn and Jasmine exchanged looks, which were then replaced with excitement. Eagerly, they both looked at the tablet.

"Well this chick looks fine. What was Mclean talking abou-OH GOD WHAT IS THAT THING?!" Jasmine suddenly exclaimed.

"If Godzilla mated with Kate Upton, she would look like that." Shawn said. He didn't sound all that repulsed.

(AN: If you've seen Dakota in regular, bald, and mutated forms, then you know what I'm talking about)

Boo-oop! A sound pinged through the chopper, and Chef's voice quickly follows. "Everyone buckle up! We're approaching Quebec now, and Canadian winds are rough. Try not to vomit in the next five minutes."

All four of the teens immediately went for their seatbelt.