Duncan was allowed to interact with Geoff and Bridgette that evening as reward for obeying Mal's commands. Unfortunately, the jumpsuits the prisoners had to wear were a bright shade of orange, making the patch on Duncan's crotch visible to nearly everyone in the rec room. Bridgette and Geoff didn't mind and just assumed that Duncan and Mal were into kinky shit. Beth, however, did mind.
In fact, Beth was intrigued by it.
"I would love for you to piss on me!" Beth chirped, walking over to Duncan who was talking to Geoff and Bridgette. Mal kept his eagle eyes focused on Duncan from a distance. This was Duncan's chance to prove himself.
"Go away," Duncan firmly told Beth.
"Can I touch your patch?" Beth asked, reaching her hand over to touch it. Duncan slapped away. Everyone in the room was watching this, and they were shocked by what they saw.
Bridgette wasn't. Her eyebrows formed a V-shape.
"If you get to slap her hand, I get to slap her ass!" Bridgette shouted, as she ran behind Beth and slapped her behind as hard as she could.
"Count me in!" Geoff added, doing the same thing to Beth.
"Will you guys fuck off?!" Beth demanded. "I'm trying to have some alone time with Duncan! And you're screwing it up for me!"
"Am I the only one who's mad that Duncan has just assaulted a woman?!" Zoey stood up from her desk, glaring at Duncan.
"You're only angry at Duncan because he's dating Mal and you're not!" Heather pointed out. "If Beth were to creep on Alejandro, I would hope that he'd hit her as well."
"Chica, I would never do such a thing to any woman who tried to steal me from you," Alejandro scoffed. "I would simply kick her in the stomach instead."
"Even better," Heather smirked.
"I would also do it to a man who tried to steal me away from you, or anyone who tried to steal you away from me, man or woman," Alejandro added, glaring at Justin. Justin blew kisses at Alejandro and Heather, making the couple cringe.
Beth ignored the commotion and tried to get closer to Duncan so she could grind on him. Fortunately, Duncan used the commotion as an opportunity to get away from Beth. Unfortunately for Beth, meanwhile, Izzy showed up.
"Izzy likes creepers," Izzy chirped, pouncing on Beth.
"Things are getting too weird for me," Dawn rolled her eyes. "I'm going back to my cell. See you guys tomorrow," she told Scott and Noah.
"See ya tomorrow, Dawn," Noah replied.
"You guys staying here?" Dawn asked. "I'd get out of here before things get even weirder."
"The things that happen in our cell has prepared us for that," Noah assured Dawn. "I suppose that is one positive thing that can come out of it."
"Oh yeah; you guys have to bunk with Trent," Dawn giggled. "That must really suck."
"Trent is only half the cause of the weirdness in our cell," Scott revealed to Dawn.
Dawn's face went pale. "Oh yeah! I remember you telling me this the other day, Scott," she replied. "Can you tell me more about it?"
Noah sighed. He did not feel like talking about it, but he figured he could trust Dawn enough to elaborate on it. "Dawn, I know you're going to think that Scott and I are a pair of mental cases, but hear us out. Have you seen those red eyes around here lately?"
Dawn scratched her chin. "No. I'm afraid not."
"Consider yourself lucky," said Noah. "Seven red eyes. Every single night for the past few nights. One night I made a dare and tried to go near them because maybe it's some illusion or something. Maybe sharing a cell with Trent has not been too kind for our mental health. But even without Trent, we would be uncomfortable in that cell. Anyway, Trent yanked my collar and the eyes disappeared before I could go anywhere near them. They have always been in that same position but this is starting to remind me of those tales from Alcatraz and it is worrying Scott and I. You don't have to believe us, but that's what we have seen."
Dawn nodded sympathetically. "I'm not one to go around believing everything people tell me, but weird things happen around here. Fuck it, this place is a cesspit for all this weird shit. As a result, I have no reason to not believe you." She smiled at Noah and Scott. "And no, I don't think you guys are mental cases," she assured them. "In fact, you guys are among the few in this wretched hive who I can safely consider to be sane. Anyway, I guess I'd better go. I'll see you guys in tomorrow."
"Night Dawn," Scott smiled at her.
"Night Dawn," Noah smiled. "See you in the morning."
Dawn smiled back at her friends and walked out of the room. Scott looked at Noah and asked: "What do make of Dawn's aura reading?"
Noah shrugged. "I'm sceptical of it, but I'm sceptical of it in the same way I'm sceptical of religion," he replied. "After seeing those red eyes, it would not surprise me at all if she really can read other people's auras. My only problem is if she were to say something embarrassing and not be wrong, but she doesn't seem to do that anymore."
"She doesn't," Scott assured Noah. "Whatever it is, I'm just glad that some of the paranormal stuff going on here is good."
"Too bad Chef won't allow women in our cell block," Noah huffed. "Maybe Dawn could help make some sense of what is happening in that bloody corner."
Chef marched into the rec room, wearing his military uniform. "ALRIGHT MAGGOTS! GET YER BUTTS TO YER CELLS! NOW! MAGGOTS! NOW!" he bellowed.
"Guess we'd better do as he says," Noah sighed.
"At least those damn eyes don't yell at us," Scott muttered.
DJ and Tyler were about to leave for the cells, but Chef grabbed them and scooped them up into his arms.
"Not you. You maggots ain't going anywhere!" Chef laughed. "I'm going to read you guys a bedtime story."
"I'm very proud of you, sweetie," Mal beamed at Duncan, as he shoved Duncan onto his bed and climbed in after him.
"Thanks, I guess," Duncan rolled his eyes. "Look, we don't need to share a bed-"
"We don't need to not share a bed," Mal smirked. "That handjob you gave me was so good. My dick felt big in those soft hands of yours."
"My hands are rough enough," Duncan scoffed. Mal chuckled when he said that. "Why are you laughing?" Duncan demanded.
"You're right," Mal laughed. "Those hands are somewhat coarse." He grabbed Duncan's right hand. "I could just rub them against my face."
"That is creepy," said Duncan, in a slightly raised voice, trying to suppress his erection. Mal did not let go of Duncan's hand and proceeded to rub it against his face. "Please stop," Duncan begged, but Mal ignored him. Secretly, Duncan was glad that Mal ignored his plea.
Chef was reading a story to Tyler and DJ, Tyler was falling asleep and DJ was actually interested in this book. It was Twilight. Only Chef's version of it.
"Then all of a sudden Zoey found out that the guy she liked was actually named Mal and not Mike." Chef read the book. "He also was a vampire and sparkled. He controlled his love of blood but still had the desire to kill. Zoey wanted to be a vampire and even though it was against the rules, he broke various rules to be with Zoey. For some reason this Zoey girl was the most attractive and desirable character in this book, even though the people she met before she met Mal… urm... Mike, they seemed to like to party and smoke weed and she missed out on a really good time. She should have stuck with them! Then she met Cameron, he was this nerdy werewolf and he also fell in love with that loser and since he never touched a girl, he-Oh wait, gotta skip that part for DJ!"
"Chef, I saw the movie..." Tyler yawned. "This isn't how the story goes and the character's names aren't even that! The names are Edward and Be-"
"SHUT UP!" Chef yelled and threw the book at Tyler's head. "Maybe this isn't an age appropriate book for DJ! I'm just tryna make it more realistic!"
Gwen was not expecting Chef to still be in here with DJ and Tyler when she quickly tried to go past them. If she could just make it out of this room, she could go and see Courtney! Thankfully, Chef was too busy yelling at Tyler to let him tell the story his own way and he would insert any cast member he wanted in these stories. She wanted to yell at Chef to add Courtney to the story, but decided to bite her tongue, literally she bit her tongue to keep herself from inserting Courtney into a situation. Why? Because this was the night that she was finally going to the hole to see Courtney!
Gwen quietly opened the door, of course it wasn't locked. Chef still had Tyler and DJ there! This would be easy. Gwen made it down the hallway, she was so happy with herself. It looked deserted and creepy with the dim lights on. Making her way down the dark hallway, she bumped into Harold in the hallway, she actually knocked him onto the floor.
"What the fuck?!" Gwen whispered to Harold, looking around. "Did you seriously sneak out again?"
"Obviously." Harold whispered back and glared at Gwen. "Idiot..."
"Look, don't go that way." Gwen pointed to where Chef was in the next room. "Chef is inserting us into Twilight and reading it to DJ."
"Curse Chef's stupidity for not reading a book accurately, even if it's a shit book..." Harold muttered. "I would go tell him he was an idiot but I have to go and get more vials for my collection..."
"Can you pretend you didn't see me?" Gwen whispered. "I'm so horny, I need to go find Courtney..."
"Tonight, we can agree on that." Harold shook Gwen's hand and the two both continued to walk in opposite directions. Gwen saw the stairs to the hallway that led to the hole, across from it was the kitchen. She would need to bring something to Courtney after all this time apart! She knew Courtney would appreciate that! She made her way inside, opened the big silver fridge and found two homemade bowls of chocolate pudding on the counter and thought that Courtney would enjoy them with her!
"I believe you'll be giving one of those bowls of pudding to me?" Gwen heard a voice, she turned around to see Justin standing behind her.
"Seriously?" Gwen whispered. "How did you even get out? I understand Harold, but seriously? You?"
"Me?!" Justin yelled and grabbed a bowl of pudding. "What about you?"
"I just slammed on the cell door and yelled Courtney's name and Heather threw a nail file at me." Gwen admitted. "With that file, I just shoved it in the lock and hoped for the best and here I am. It also helps that Blaineley hasn't been seen since she yelled at us to get in our cells and then took off right after."
"You take a bowl and I take a bowl?" Justin suggested. "Heather likes chocolate, if Blaineley isn't around then I can just go give it to her and if Alejandro is in the guys' cells, I can talk to Heather alone and then convince her to love me and fuck me and then we can work out love on Alejandro. If she loves me, he'll love me too."
"That's a really good plan..." Gwen admitted. "I can take this bowl to the hole and then give it to Courtney."
"You both can also go back to your cells." Chris told Justin and Gwen. They turned to see Chris with his elbow leaning on the table. "Are you two serious? Go back to your cells, I'm warning the both of you, do I really need to call Chef in here?"
"No..." Justin looked down at the floor. "I'm just trying to make JustAleHeather a thing."
"Chris, just hear me out!" Gwen said, taking a different approach. "Do you know who really likes chocolate pudding?"
"I do." Chris told her. "This was my pudding and it still is, I want my bowls of pudding back."
"You have two." Justin told him, also trying to reason with Chris. "Can't we just take one?"
"I said no!" Chris yelled. "The other one is for Chef!"
"You two are so greedy." Gwen pouted. "You and Chef get to pig out of pudding! You're not the only one who really likes chocolate pudding, Chris! Courtney also like chocolate pudding! The only thing you forgot was that she liked whipped cream on hers!"
"JUST GET OUT!" Chris yelled. "We have a challenge tomorrow, you need to get the fuck out and stop breaking rules!"
"DJ is also out..." Gwen told him. "I saw Chef reading Tyler and DJ a book on my way here."
"THAT IS DIFFERENT!" Chris yelled. "They're with Chef."
"We're technically with you..." Justin told him. "Does that count?"
"If you ask one more question, I'm going to give you both a penalty tomorrow for the challenge!"
Justin and Gwen both sighed in defeat and walked back to their cells. Gwen was not going to see Courtney and Justin was not going to convince Heather to help make JustAleHeather happen. The second the two of them left, Chris sighed and shook his head, he didn't care what the fuck they did as long as they stayed away from him tonight. He went and grabbed the whipped cream from the silver fridge and double checked to make sure they were all gone.
"You can come out now." Chris walked over to the broom closet and allowed Courtney to come out. "This is why I don't want you to leave the room."
"What the fuck goes on here and night?!" Courtney asked him. "All I wanted was to take a walk with you and get some chocolate pudding and that creep was going to sneak into the hole to get me some?"
"I beat her to it." Chris smirked and grabbed two spoons. "You wanna eat some and wear some?"
"Chris, I'm not going to take another shower tonight because you want to play with food." Courtney sighed. "Can't we just go eat it and then go to sleep?"
"What if we take it back upstairs and I dip something in the pudding and let you have it that way..." Chris whispered in her ear.
"Chris, that's something new." Courtney blushed. "I'd love to try it out."
"I'm still bringing the whipped cream." Chris winked. "Gwen says you love it on your pudding."
"I'm more concerned she knows that." Courtney shuddered as Chris wrapped his arm around her and they made their way back upstairs.
"I'm not letting you leave that room again, at least until more of them are gone." Chris informed her. "I didn't mean to shove you into that closet so hard either."
"I'd rather be pushed in a closet then see Gwen trying to feed me pudding." Courtney cringed as they made their way upstairs to the door.
"Only I get to feed you pudding." Chris ran his finger through her hair as he handed Courtney the key to open the door and her bowl of pudding.
"Tonight, you can feed me whatever you want." Courtney kissed him on the cheek.
The next morning was another typical morning. The loud buzzers to the cell doors went off and opened followed by Chef yelling at the males to get up.
"LET'S GO, GET UP AND GET OUT!" Chef yelled. "Showers if you feel like it, if not get upstairs for breakfast! We got ourselves another challenge!"
As everyone cleared out, Duncan wanted to be last, he just wanted to take a shower and wash himself after his pissing last night. He didn't feel like talking to anyone until he did. He went to climb out of the bed when Mal grabbed his hand.
"Where are you going?" Mal asked him as he yawned. "Last night was an amazing sleep."
"I want to go take a shower." Duncan pulled his hand away. "Even though you're into it, I don't want to walk around stinking like piss all day."
"What do we say?" Mal sat up in bed.
"I'm going to take a shower." Duncan told him again.
"What. Do. We. Say." Mal said again more firmly and Duncan sighed knowing what Mal wanted him to say.
"Mal, may I please go take a shower before we go and eat breakfast this morning?" Duncan asked him in an annoyed tone.
"You may." Mal told him. "For asking and understanding that you are my property, I think that deserves a reward."
"Is the reward pissing my pants again?" Duncan asked, rolling his eyes.
"If that's what you want as a reward." Mal chuckled. "I was going to suggest as a reward that you can go and take a shower by yourself this morning without supervision."
"I like that reward better." Duncan told him. "I'll see you at breakfast!"
"Speaking of you pissing your pants again..." Mal smirked. "Before I allow you to leave, I knew I forgot to ask you something. You just woke up, sweetie. Don't you have to go?"
"No." Duncan lied. "Can I go shower?"
"C'mon Precious..." Mal smirked getting up from the bed. "You know you need to pee."
"I want to pee standing up." Duncan told him. "I shoved Beth away, I proved myself."
"I said I was proud of you, I didn't say you proved yourself to me yet." Mal reminded him. "Go ahead, my darling. You can pee and pull your pants down this time."
"Then I can shower?" Duncan asked. "Nothing else?"
"Nothing else." Mal assured him. "This one isn't for me, this one is for you sweetie."
"If this was for me, I'd be able to stand!" Duncan reminded him.
"Let's not act like this." Mal chuckled. "You'll get used to doing it this way. For now, I'm just saving both of us the trouble and allowing you to do it in this cell. Take that opportunity and my kindness and be grateful."
"This is you being kind?" Duncan chuckled.
"Last chance or you will be going upstairs to pee and you will lose your reward of showering without me." Mal threatened him. Truth be told, Mal didn't want to go and shower with Duncan but he never made empty threats so he was hoping Duncan would get it over with so they could both carry on with their morning.
Duncan didn't want to lose his chance to shower peacefully by himself. He sighed as he walked over to the toilet seat and looked at Mal hesitantly as he pulled his pants down, Mal nodded and Duncan blushed as he pulled his pants down and sat on the seat.
"Go on." Mal stood there and watched, Duncan this time went to hold his penis to aim it in the toilet, Mal shook his head no at Duncan before he could even touch it. Duncan did what he did last time, trying to remind his bladder that he was still on a toilet and it was okay to do this. Finally, Duncan and Mal heard the pee hit the water and Mal praised Duncan for doing it. It lasted about 2 minutes but it left like almost an eternity.
"There I sat down and pissed for you." Duncan got up from the toilet seat and went to pull his pants up. "Am I allowed to go shower now?"
"You can go." Mal grabbed Duncan's testicles before he could pull his pants up. "While I'm not with you, just remember these belong to me. They do not belong to anyone else, sweetie. I expect you to be at breakfast in 30 minutes."
"You're one minute late," Mal glared at Duncan, as Duncan arrived at the canteen. "I have to say, I am very disappointed in you, Sweetie."
Duncan glared back at Mal. "It was just one minute!" he protested.
"A minute late for your flight means you don't get on the plane," Mal scolded Duncan. "I kindly gave you thirty minutes. That is extremely generous."
"By your own standards, it is," Duncan sneered.
"I was going to punish you lightly, because it was only one minute," Mal admitted to Duncan. "You would only be banned from showering without me for three days. Sadly, you talked back to me just there, so I'm going to extend your punishment to a week."
Duncan's draw dropped. "A week?! But Mal-"
"No ifs or buts, Sweetie!" Mal snapped at Duncan. "You have made me so cross this morning. I gave you a reward for good behaviour, and part of that reward was me trusting you. You've managed to piss it away. Now sit down and have your breakfast!" Mal grabbed the plate he left out for Duncan and spat in it before shoving it into Duncan's hands.
"You just spat in it!" Duncan cringed.
"Indeed, I did," Mal smirked. "And you are not going anywhere until that plate is empty. Even if it means you have to lick off the spit."
Duncan sighed. He knew when he was beaten.
Meanwhile, Dawn joined Scott, Noah and Trent at the next table. Well, to be precise, Dawn joined Noah and Scott. She couldn't give a shit about Trent. In fact, Trent objected to Dawn joining them.
"HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!" Trent snarled at Dawn. "You cannot join us here!"
"Yes, she can!" Noah defended Dawn.
"NO, SHE CAN'T!" Trent screamed. "Three is the square root of nine and if that Dawn bitch joins there won't be a square root of nine at this table!"
"Fine by me," Scott shrugged. "If that bothers you, you can always sit somewhere else."
"I'm not going anywhere!" Trent growled. "This table is the ninth table from the entrance!"
"You're right," Scott mused. "How blasphemous of us." He rose up from the bench. "Let's sit somewhere else," he said to Noah, and Noah rose up as well.
"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Trent screeched. "You can't leave now! You've only been sitting for seven minutes!" Noah, Scott and Dawn did not care and left to go sit somewhere else. They walked past a table where Beth, Zoey and Gwen were sitting at.
"This place is a lot better now that this Dakotazoid freak is eliminated!" Beth beamed. She looked over at Zoey smugly. "You're next!"
Zoey was outraged. "Why?! I stood up for you when Duncan hit you!" she protested.
"You were mad at my Duncan!" Beth snarled at Zoey. "Nobody gets mad at my Duncan-poo except me!"
"When he stops hurting Mike and stealing him from me, I'll leave him alone!" Zoey snarled back.
"Duncan doesn't give a fuck about your wretched, retarded Mike!" Beth spat. "It's me he really wants!"
Zoey slammed her fist down on the table. Because she is a Mary-Sue, this left a crack on the surface where she banged her fist. "What. Did. You. Fucking. Say. About. My. HUSBAND?!"
"WHOA! TIME OUT!" Gwen interjected, inserting herself between Beth and Zoey. "Duncan and Mal want each other and nobody else, and Courtney wants me and nobody else, ESPECIALLY NOT YOU, ZOEY, YOU HAG!" she snarled at Zoey.
"I DON'T WANT COURTNEY!" Zoey screamed at Gwen. "GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL ALREADY!"
"You knock her up and now she's completely worthless to you?!" Gwen gasped. "You are a horrible person! I bet you demanded that Courtney get an abortion! I know for a fact that Courtney would never do such a horrible thing!"
"Why would I want to even sleep with Courtney?!" Zoey demanded. "She's selfish, whiney, has no empathy, entitled, and she deserved to get voted out by Harold back in Total Drama Island!"
Gwen was horrified by what Zoey had just said. Her eyes were bloodshot. "Take it back," she breathed.
"Never!"
"TAKE IT BACK!"
"NO!"
SLAP!
SLAP!
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" screeched Gwen and Zoey in unison, clawing at each other.
Gordon heard the screech from the kitchen and stormed into the canteen.
"STOP FUCKING AUTISTIC SCREECHING YOU BLISTERING BITCH CUNTS!" Gordon bellowed at Zoey and Gwen as he forcefully broke up the fight.
"Stop calling it autistic screeching! I've seen completely neurotypical people screech like that!" Harold corrected Gordon. "IDIOT!"
Gordon ran up to Harold and kicked him in the balls as hard as he could. "DON'T YOU EVER MOTHERFUCKING CORRECT ME AGAIN YOU SPECKY, GINGER CUNT STAIN!" All of the inmates watched this and shivered. Gordon stomped back to the kitchen, glaring daggers at the contestants. "Be warned!" he hissed. "I will kick twice the next wank shaft who corrects me!" He walked into the kitchen and slammed the door behind him. Just as he left the canteen, Chris strolled in from the hallway to see Harold groaning and Zoey and Gwen glaring at one another whilst rubbing their scratch marks.
"Wow!" Chris laughed. "Remind me to go look at the cameras tonight! Anyway, it's time for the next challenge!"
"Do we ever get a break?!" Heather groaned.
"Nope!" Chris laughed. "Let's go everyone!"
"But I'm not finished my breakfast!" Duncan protested, not wanting to anger Mal.
"Here, let me help you with that, Sweetie," Mal smirked, grabbing the plate with one hand and grabbing Duncan's chin with the other. He forced Duncan's mouth open and let the remaining contents of the plate slide into Duncan's mouth. Mal forced Duncan's mouth shut. Duncan almost choked, but he was able to finish chewing and swallow his meal. Just as well there was only one sausage and two strips of bacon on that plate before Chris entered the canteen. Still, the food on the plate were not particularly appetising, so Duncan gagged when he was finished.
"You're not done yet," Mal reminded Duncan. "You still have to lick the plate."
Mal placed the plate back in Duncan's hand, Duncan knew Mal was not going to be happy with him until he did it. It wasn't the worst thing Mal had ever made him do, at least that's what he reminded himself as he remembered the times he had to give Mal a blow job. Duncan shut his eyes and stuck his tongue out as far as he could to get as much off the plate as he could, it took him three tries to get it all off and caught the attention of everyone in the room.
"Duncan, you okay there buddy?" Chris looked at him with a smirk trying not to laugh.
"Of course, Duncan would eat like that." Zoey sighed in annoyance. "He's such a fat ass that he's always eating people's food, mainly Mike's!"
"Leave him alone, guys!" Beth glared at Zoey and Chris. "Duncan you're more then welcome to eat any of my food anytime you like!"
"I'm good, Chris." Duncan awkwardly laughed at put the plate on the table. "I just never had food that was as amazing as this! It was the best meal I've eaten since I've gotten here."
"WHAT?!" Gordon came running out of the kitchen with a knife in his hands.
"Woah there, Gordon!" Chris stopped the man. "You don't need to kill Duncan over that, he gave your food a compliment."
"I heard him!" Gordon ran over to Duncan and hugged him tightly. Duncan had honestly hoped Mal would see this as a threat to his property and intervene, however he could tell but Mal's smug smirk that he was amused and neither Gordon or himself would be punished for amusing Mal. "I didn't mean to spook half of you with the knife. I was making lunch and I heard this compliment! Nobody has ever complimented my cooking before! I told my parents I wasn't a failure! I'm going to make sure you get an extra helping tomorrow, just for that compliment! You can have an extra serving of breakfast until you get eliminated!"
"You're too kind..." Duncan awkwardly told Gordon and then looked to see Mal's and when he saw Mal seemed okay with Gordon liking his 'compliment' he decided to give Mal what he wanted, or at least what Duncan thought he wanted. "Beth, that means I don't have to take your food at all and we don't have to speak at breakfast... or at all."
"Izzy will gladly talk to Beth." Izzy went over to Beth and pinched her butt cheeks.
"Stop it!" Beth yelled. "Chris, have you reviewed that tape yet to see what Izzy did to me?! I want you to keep her away from me! Also, Duncan we don't need to share our food to sit and talk, silly!"
"I looked at the tapes." Chris shrugged. "There is no footage of that happening at all so I'm assuming you're lying just to get more screen time. There is no footage of you at all on that tape except that you passed out in an area that was not even your cell."
"That's because it was the number nine!" Geoff yelled at Beth. "We already told you that."
"CHRIS, WAS THE NUMBER NINE ON THAT TAPE?!" Trent demanded to know. "I'm sick of the number nine getting blamed for this."
"No, the number nine was also not on that tape." Chris rolled his eyes. "All that's on this tape, what I'm not pleased with is everyone breaking rules and leaving their cell areas when they're not supposed to be! This is partially Chef and Blaineley's fault so as my own form of punishment, today Blaineley and Chef are going to be forced to watch this challenge you'll be participating in while I do a crossword puzzle, play games on my phone and occasionally offer you rewards to convince you to give up."
"What kind of rewards?" Heather asked.
"You'll see." Chris told her. "Everyone to the gym."
Chris brought everyone to the gym. Chef and Blaineley hated him for making them watch this challenge that could take forever if they didn't fall for Chris's bribes. The contestants walked into the gym behind Chris and saw wooden poles with 8 wooden steps on each side. As the steps went up, they got smaller with each level.
"Each of you today will be standing on a pole." Chris instructed them. "You will all start on one set of wooden stairs and you can move up and down the stairs as you see fit. The only rule is both feet must be on the same step level at the same time with one foot on the right and one on the left. You will get tired, you will get bored and some of you will be too tired to stay in that spot. Your feet or body leave the pole and hit the ground, you're out. Last one standing has immunity."
Everyone went onto a pole and started on level 1 while they waited for Chris to tell them to start. Once the game started, they all started to find a position to be in to make the standing on the pole as comfortable as possible.
"So, what about these rewards?" Heather asked Chris as she stepped up to the 3rd level of stairs. "What are they?"
"Oh yeah!" Chris laughed. "We'll start with a fun one. So, you've been up there for 20 minutes, is there any way I can get one of you to come down? If someone wants to jump down right now, I'll give them this handwritten letter that Courtney wrote to them in response to a drawing they did that they can have after the challenge to read in their cell, any takers?"
"Chris, I'm going to get down now so I can finally see the lo-" Gwen went to say but she heard feet hit the ground and gasped.
"I'LL SHA-TAKE THAT!" Lightning jumped over to Chris, who laughed and handed him a letter that may or may not have actually been written to Courtney. "I asked her on day sha-one if she wanted to be sha-pen pals!"
"Lightning's out and all it took was a letter from Courtney." Chris laughed. "I was not expecting that to be honest..."
"LIGHTNING!" Gwen yelled from the pole. "THAT WAS MY FUCKING LETTER! HOW DARE YOU ASK MY FUTURE WIFE TO BE YOUR PENPAL!"
"Na-uh!" Lightning shook his head in disgust. "Sha-Courtney can talk to whoever she sha-wants! If you sha-control her, you are a sha-horrible sha-wife and you are coming sha-domestic sha-abuse! Sha-LIGHTNING!"
"CHRIS!" screamed Gwen. "HURRY UP AND TEMPT ME WITH SOMETHING RELATED TO COURTNEY SO I CAN COME DOWN HERE AND PUNCH LIGHTNING!"
"Sorry Gwen!" Chris laughed. "No can do, because the next reward has got nothing to do with Courtney. Next temptation is a container filled with both Cameron's and Cody's pee."
"MINE!" screeched Sierra, as she jumped off the pole, ran up to Chris and snatched it off him. "Mine!" she hissed, as she held the container close to her face.
"That is fucking degenerate," Heather cringed. "I sincerely hope you don't force Cody and Cameron to do that!"
"I had the interns to bribe them with some money to get the pee," Chris shrugged. "Those bribes are coming out of those interns' wages."
"So, you're paying the interns now?" Leshawna smirked.
Chris paused. "You're right! I never pay them."
"Why am I not surprised?" Noah scoffed.
"This climbing frame sucks!" Lindsay huffed, climbing down off the pole.
"Lindsay's out of the challenge!" Chris announced.
"Is the next bribe about Courtney?" Gwen asked Chris.
"Gwen, I already told you there are no Courtney based rewards!" Chris glared at her. "The next reward for stepping down is pretty fun though! Zoey, if you come down right now then I'm prepared to offer you a bag of Mal's public hair!"
"You'll have to do better than that, Chris!" Zoey laughed. "I can have the real thing from Mike himself, which I wish you'd get his name right..."
"How did you even get those!?" Mal demanded to know from Chris from on the ladder.
"I asked Harold to do it when you were sleeping." Chris shrugged. "In return for that, I agreed to have an intern also get belly button lint from Anne Maria down in the hole."
"That is seriously fucked up..." Mal glared at Harold.
"Yeah, but you can't beat me up for that because it was a request from Chris himself." Harold glared at Mal.
"Harold is correct, I also assured him as much as I didn't want to do it that I would have you reprimanded if you hurt him over this." Chris laughed. "It also means you can't have Duncan do it either."
"That's fine..." Mal sighed. "I mean, it's just some pubes that even sunshine didn't want. Harold will not be harmed for that."
"Hey!" Sierra yelled to Chris. "If Zoey won't take the bribe, can I have the bag of public hairs?"
"Why the fuck do you want them?" Chris looked at her funny. "I mean, sure... I guess?"
"I'm going to auction it off online after this season is over." Sierra beamed as Chris.
It was now an hour into the challenge, Blaineley was ready to fall asleep, Chef was giving DJ words of encouragement and Chris was trying to think of more bribes.
"Okay..." Chris walked in. "I have a Nintendo Switch for the next person to step down. Any takers?"
"I'd like that game to distract myself..." Duncan told Chris and went to step down.
"I REALLY want that game!" Sam gasped and went to step down
"I'll take it Chris." Duncan told him and went to step down.
"Let Sam have it, sweetie." Mal told him from his ladder, two spots from Duncan. "He needs that more..."
"After everything I've been through, I'm taking it..." Duncan insisted.
Before Duncan could step down from the ladder, Sam jumped off his and ran to Chris taking the switch from his hands and immediately started playing it.
"Sam is out!" Chris told everyone. "Guess Duncan isn't playing video games!"
"He doesn't need it anyway..." Mal said, making sure Duncan could hear him.
"Leave Duncan alone!" Beth yelled at Mal from her ladder. "It's okay, sweetie! There'll be better offers, like me."
"Zip it!" Heather yelled at Beth as she tried to stay on her ladder. "Duncan does NOT want you!"
"Yeah!" Leshawna yelled. "Girl, you need to chill out…"
"How are you staying on that ladder anyway?" Ezekiel asked. "You're pretty large..."
"WHY YOU!" Leshawna yelled at Zeke and jumped off her ladder and went to beat up Ezekiel. Before she could get there, Chris offered another bribe.
"Leshawna, you're out..." Chris laughed. "Moving on! Next person who gets off this ladder gets to share a cell for one night with anyone they want if that person steps off their ladder as well."
"I'll take that!" Alejandro did a back flip off his ladder. "Mi Amour, do you wish to share a cell with me?"
"A night with Alejandro?" Heather beamed. "I'm out of the challenge!"
"Same!" Bridgette yelled. "Geoff and I will take that!"
"Staci and I will take a romantic night!" Zeke told Chris and jumped off the ladder as did Staci.
"Just like that, Alejandro, Heather, Zeke, Staci, Geoff and Bridgette are out." Chris announced. "Who would have guessed that was all it would take? Any other takers?"
"If I step off this ladder, can I pick Courtney?" Gwen asked Chris happily. "She's in a hole in a cell so that counts!"
"You know what?" Chris smirked. "Yeah, I'll let you have a night with Courtney in your cell!"
"You mean it?!" Gwen happily gasped. "I'll take it! I'll take Courtney!"
Gwen jumped off her ladder and ran over to Chris and hugged him and started jumping up and down. Gwen immediately ran to the door and Chris stopped her.
"Where are you going?" Chris asked her.
"To the hole to go see Courtney!" Gwen squeed with delight.
"Chef, can you do me a favor?" Chris turned to Chef who was confused.
"You, uh… want me to go get her?" Chef asked him. "Courtney? The one who is 100% in that hole right now?"
"I want you to go into the storage area and go get a Princess Courtney doll for Gwen!" Chris laughed. "They didn't sell that well so we can at least give Gwen one."
"WHAT?!" Gwen yelled. "YOU PROMISED ME COURTNEY!"
"I'm getting you a doll that's modelled after her." Chris rolled his eyes. "Chill out, Courtney isn't here to agree to step off a ladder to spend a night with you. So, I'm getting you the second-best thing."
Gwen went to slap Chris but Blaineley pulled her away and sat her at the table while Gwen mumbled curses at everyone.
"Chris?" Justin asked. "I'm getting really tired of standing on this ladder. I want to get down soon so I'm prepared to make you a deal."
"Which is?" Chris smirked. "If anyone else wants this deal to share a cell with someone. Last chance."
"Duncan!" Beth yelled. "Let's get off these ladders and spend a night together!"
"Absolutely not!" Duncan yelled. "I'd rather stay in my cell then be with you!"
"Chris! If I get down from here right now, can I spend a night with Heather and Alejandro?!" Justin begged, he was hanging on tight.
"NO!" Heather and Alejandro yelled and glared at Chris.
"No." Chris simply told him and looked at Zoey and smirked. "Zoey? You don't want to get down and spend a night with Mal?"
"Chris, I would but Duncan is too much of an asshole." Zoey glared at Duncan. "He won't allow Mike to step off that ladder so there is no point in even trying to get that as a reward!"
"It's not that Duncan won't let 'Mike' get down, more like 'Mike' prefers Duncan over you!" Jo jeered at Zoey.
"You take that back!" Zoey snarled.
"Make me!" Jo snarled back.
"Don't make me call Lindsay over!" Zoey threatened.
"Speaking of which!" Chris chirped. "Next two to step down can have a restraining order against any other contestant of his or her choice for the next 24 hours!"
"Nice!" Jo smirked, as she got to the ground and took the reward. "Fuck you, Lindsiot!"
Duncan was tempted to claim the last restraining order, but Eva was too quick.
"I'M having a restraining order against you, Jo!" Eva snarled, jumping off the ladder before Duncan could.
"WHAT?!" Duncan protested.
"YES!" Mal smirked.
It was now 2 hours into the challenge with B, Harold, Dawn, Scott, Noah, Trent, Mal, Duncan, Beth, Tyler, DJ, Izzy and Zoey remaining. Chris was getting annoyed that they wouldn't step down.
"Chris!" Trent yelled. "There are 13 people left! When there are nine left, I will get down without a bribe!"
"I'm working on it, Trent..." Chris rolled his eyes. "Will any of you jump down if I offer you a cell to yourself?"
"I will!" Duncan happily announced. "I want this reward more then you could ever know! Is it for the remainder of this game?!"
"You will not be stepping off that ladder for that." Mal hissed at Duncan. "If you even try it, you're going to regret it, Sweetie."
"Fuck you, I'm stepping off!" Duncan glared at Mal and had one foot on the floor when Dawn jumped off before he could put his other foot down.
"Dawn is out." Chris announced as Dawn happily went over to the table. "You can have your own cell."
"Chris, I stepped on the ground!" Duncan yelled at him. "My foot is on the ground, I want my own cell."
"Trust me!" Zoey yelled from her ladder. "Mike and I want that for you too!"
"You still have one foot on the ladder." Chris pointed out. "Dawn stepped off hers first. I said the first person. Get back on your ladder or get out of this challenge"
"Get. Back. On." Mal told Duncan, everyone heard this and seemed to just not care, Duncan made his way back on the ladder, not wanting to look at Mal.
"Duncan, we can jump off for a reward if Chris allows us..." Beth winked. "Maybe it'll be a romantic dinner for two!"
"Izzy, I normally don't ask for favors..." Mal turned to Izzy who was on the ladder next to him. "I'll owe you one if you do this for me. Can you get her out?"
"Say no more!" Izzy winked at Mal and smirked.
Izzy did some sort of gymnastic movement and Mal smirked as Izzy hopped over to Beth's ladder and started to hump her, Causing Beth to freak out and call Izzy a rapist. She went to push Izzy off of her and they both fell down on the floor and Izzy laughed. During Izzy's gymnastic stunt, she also ended up knocking out B and Harold.
"Izzy! Get away from me, you sick and twisted weirdo!" Beth screamed and started to try to slap Izzy.
"That was fun, Izzy would love to do it again!" Izzy laughed and smirked at Mal.
"Izzy and Beth are out!" Chris laughed. "Along with B and Harold."
"Izzy, curse you and your insane ways..." Harold mumbled as he walked over to the table. Trent was livid!
"NOW I'M ONE OF THE LAST EIGHT?!" Trent glared at Izzy as he jumped off the ladder. "There is no way I'm going to compete now. This challenge was rigged to make me fail of being one of nine people on this ladder!"
"Trent is also out..." Chris chuckled at Trent's annoyance.
Tyler tried to do a hand stand at the top of the pole and fell off. DJ was scared for his cellmate and his extreme antics. Scott got a splinter in his hand and ended up yelping in pain and falling off.
"Okay, time for another bribe!" Chris announced. "Chocolate cake? It was not made by anyone who works here so it's actually edible! I ordered it for myself, but figured I'd offer a slice or two up if anyone wants to step down!"
"You know what?" Noah sighed. "I'll take the cake..."
"Can I get a slice of that cake as well?" Mal smirked at Duncan and looked at Chris.
"Sure!" Chris told them. "Step down and you both can have a slice!"
"Mike, you're seriously stepping down for cake?!" Zoey gasped. "You could have had a cell away from Duncan!"
"I'd rather the cake, sweetie." Mal smirked at Zoey and watched Duncan's face as he called Zoey that.
"Aww!" Zoey blushed. "Maybe we can share the cake later, sweetie?!"
"I'd much rather have it to myself." Mal told her as Noah stepped down. Mal turned to Duncan and whispered to Duncan with a glare. "It's down to you, DJ and sunshine. Once I step down you will get DJ off the ladder and you will then step off yourself, taking no bribe."
"But Mal I can win thi-" Duncan tried to tell Mal he was strong enough to hang on and win.
"You won't." Mal informed him. "You will step down after DJ and allow Zoey to have immunity."
"But-" Duncan tried to protest but Mal gave him a look and he knew better. Mal and Noah went to get the cake. It was down to DJ, Zoey and Duncan. Even though Duncan didn't understand why Mal wanted to step down for cake, he knew that it was something he had no choice but to do.
"Hey DJ, this challenge is pretty hard." Duncan told DJ. "How you holding up?"
"I'm doing really well!" DJ happily told him. "The cake was tempting but I think I got this!"
"I'm about ready to give up." Duncan told DJ. "I feel really bad because this morning, I accidentally knocked over the fish tank in the rec room and I couldn't save all those poor fishies..."
"They died?!" DJ gasped. "Did you properly give them a funeral?!"
"I left them in the toilet in the bathroom..." Duncan lied. "I was hoping you could give them a proper burial later. You're so much better at it then I am when it comes to that."
"Yeah... We don't have a fish tank in the rec room..." Chris called Duncan out.
"I swear I saw fish in the rec room and accidentally killed them!" Duncan told Chris, DJ's eyes started to water.
"NOT THE FISH!" DJ sobbed and jumped down and ran out of the room crying. Chef ran after him, not too mad at Duncan but more so mad at DJ being a wuss.
"You're going down, Duncan!" Zoey yelled the second it was just the two of them.
"I can stay here all day if I nee-woah!" Duncan said as he left go of his support from the ladder and 'accidentally' fell off.
"Duncan's out!" Chris happily stood up from his chair. "That means that Zoey is the winner and this challenge is over! You guys know the drill, time to vote someone out other then Zoey."
"In your face, Duncan!" Zoey yelled as she jumped off her ladder and ran over to hug Mike. "You don't know how much I wanted to share a cell with you tonight. It was so tempting..."
"I can imagine how hard it was, sunshine." Mal allowed her to hug him but kept his focus on Duncan.
Chris was in the rec room with the contestant as he made them vote. They all handed their votes to Chris.
"Okay, as usual... No votes for Alejandro, Heather, Mal, Bridgette, B, Geoff, Gwen and DJ..." Chris told them as he read the votes. "Leshawna, Ezekiel, Staci, Sierra, Gwen and surprisingly enough Harold also have no votes."
"Can we get this moving?" Alejandro held Heather's hand. "We cannot wait another moment to see each other."
"Izzy has one vote." Chris announced as Beth glared at her. "Justin has 3 votes..."
"3 VOTES?!" Heather asked happily. "Things are looking up! Someone else is finally trying to vote him out with Alejandro and myself!"
"Beth has 3 votes as well." Chris told them. "Someone here voted for Courtney, not sure why! Someone also voted for Chef and neither one of those votes count."
"I voted for Lightning." Gwen mumbled. "He's the worst!"
"I also voted for Lightning!" Trent agreed with Gwen. "He's a nine stealer and a Courtney pen pal stealer!"
"Lightning got 2 votes, I assume from Gwen and Trent." Chris rolled his eyes. "But weirdly enough, most of you who are sane and actually understand how voting works voted for Sam... So, Sam Buddy... Off to the cooler tonight!"
"Can I take the Nintendo Switch with me?" Sam asked happily. "Dakota and I can have so much fun with it!"
"Sure, why not?" Chris agreed.
"Sam! Wait!" Gwen quickly got up with a piece of paper. "I wrote this letter for Courtney! Can you make sure she gets it?!"
"Sure!" Sam agreed and went to take the letter, Chris snatched the letter from Sam's hand.
"Gwen!" Chris glared. "What did I tell you about sending things to Courtney?!"
"You said that you wouldn't give her love notes from me." Gwen told him. "You didn't say I couldn't give other people notes to give to her."
"I'll be taking that." Chris folded and shoved the letter into his shirt pocket. "Lightning, I'm warning you now... You are not allowed to send Courtney notes either!"
"But she's my sha-pen pal!" Lightning tried to argue.
"Blaineley, take Sam to the cooler." Chris told her. "We're done here."
Blaineley walked Sam out to the cooler and Chris left the room with Gwen's note after giving her a princess Courtney doll. Once he was gone, everyone gathered around in their usual groups and went to dinner.
Dinner was the same as usual with Mal eating with Duncan in silence. The only difference this time was that Mal insisted that Duncan sit across from him. Once they were finished with dinner, Mal sat down with Duncan and sat the cake down in front of himself with a fork.
"Sweetie, you were going to try to take getting your own cell as a bribe." Mal looked at him as he put the fork into the cake taking a piece off. "I am incredibly disappointed in you that you would even think of trying to leave me at all, let alone as fast as you did."
"I'm sorry." Duncan told him, looking down.
"I shouldn't be giving you this after you tested my patience today, but I think you deserve this." Mal smirked at Duncan and held the fork with cake to Duncan's lips. "Open your mouth, sweetie."
Duncan didn't want to open his mouth but he already knew Mal was upset with him and didn't want to piss him off even more so he opened his mouth and ate the cake, Mal smiled at him and fed him another bite, followed by another. Mal went to give him a 4th bite but Duncan started to feel dizzy, he knew now what was happening, Mal placed the fork on the plate, got up and threw the cake away and went back over to Duncan.
"C'mon Sweetie, up you go..." Mal helped Duncan up.
NEXT CHAPTER: We see what Mal does to Duncan and how far he takes it.
Eliminated: Anne Maria, Courtney, Owen, Brick, Cody, Cameron, Katie, Sadie, Dakota and Sam.