The next morning came all too early for their liking they were unpleasantly greeted by the bright sunshine accompanied by the infuriating sound of the host's voice.
"And despite this being only the third day of their seclusion together they have already managed to destroy…..an entire wing of the palace." The host was saying to the cameras that were following him over to their little tired group, sounding rather flabbergasted by their achievement.
"What do you want?" Mel growled, glaring up at the host from where her head was resting in Gyendal's lap.
They were all trying to wake up, although some of them were taking advantage of their significant others to get some extra rest. However their little group sat up slightly when stepping out from behind the host was Edward.
Stella gave a delighted cry, standing over to her feet and rushing over to him to hug him tightly.
"I love you dearly but I will never agree to do this for you again." The butterfly woman informed the king, sounding immensely relieved for it to be over.
A sense of relief had fallen over their group at the ordeal finally being over, everyone relaxing back with a sigh.
"I have to admit, even though I figured there was a chance you all wouldn't make it to the end I never expected that you would blow up an entire wing." The host butted in before turning apologetically to Edward. "I am very sorry about this your majesty. I could have never anticipated this."
"Oh I'm not worried about this, I knew it would happen." Edward said with a laugh, waving off the hosts concern.
His words made the others freeze in various positions as they stared suspiciously up at Edward who looked entirely too pleased with himself for someone who had just lost part of his palace.
"...Edward? What exactly do you mean by that?" Te'ijal questioned, eyes narrowed.
"Well the wing was old and I've been wanting to fix it up for a while, but the council was being stingy and said no. It woould be coming out of money I still have from the quest so it's not like it would be coming out of royal funds but they said no. So I figured that if it was destoryed withoout my help they would be forced to say yes and I could get that upgrade I've been wanting." Edward explained, grinning down at his wife who was staring at him like he had lost his mind.
He stared down at Stella in confusion, then from where the others were gathered there was a squawk from Rhen.
"What?! You used us to demolish your wing for free?!"
"Not free! I got payed to lend the wing to the gameshow." Edward offered cheerful, Stella groaning and pulling away out of the line of fire as she buried her head in hands at her husbands obliviousness.
"Wait...so we were never going to win a grand prize in the first place?!" Galahad snapped, an indignant scowl on his face. " What were we even going to win?!"
"The grand prize would have been a lifetime supply of chibijamas." The host informed them, all eyes immediately flipping to Gyendal for fear of his response.
"I wanted that prize so I could destroy them all." He said with a shrug.
Lars on the other hand… was not near as calm.
"Are you kidding me?! I own the chibijamas line! You mean I was competing this whole time to win something I already own?! Why didn't my assistant tell me about this before I let Rhen talk me into joining?!"
Silence.
"You were the one that made those?" Gyendal said softly, eyes glittering with deadly intent.
Lars swallowed hard, then shakily stood and backed away behind Edward.
"Uh, need I remind you all that Edward tricked us into doing this to be his free demolition crew?" He squeaked out, eyes wide.
"Oh we know." Mel hissed, "That is why you are BOTH GOING TO DIE!"
Edward and Lars had seen much in their lives, living through insanity and terrifiying encounters through the courses of the quests. Yet all the courage they had possessed during said quests vanished in an instant as the the remaining six slowly rose to their feet, and with desperate pleas they turned tail and fled from the enraged three vampires, dark mage, sun priest and sword singer.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
The host stood watching open mouthed as six grown and powerful adults chased the green haired sorcerer and the king of Thais shouting threats and promises of suffering.
"Great goddess of Aia…." The host muttered, Stella sighing heavily and coming over to stand at the hosts side.
She rested her hand on his shoulder sympathetically and he shook his head with a groan before turning back to smile at the camera.
"Well folks, as this is a family show and… extreme violence is not allowed on air perhaps it would be better to end it now."
He was cut off by a shriek.
"Not the face! Not the face!"
"...uh, yes… So, thank you for tuning into Will They Survive! It looks like this time around our team didn't quite make to the end but next time we just might see our next contestants make it to the end! Tune in next season to see Ella and her friends from the epic world of Ella's Hope try to survive to the end!"
Another shriek and the host glanced off to the side with a grimace.
"...that has got to hurt. Anyway! This is brought to you by chibijamas….of which said sponsor may not survive…. Thank you and good day!"
And with that, the screen went black.
