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Note: Merry Christmas everyone! Ok, it's Christmas Eve, but since I never update or write on Christmas I may as well say it early. Consider this chapter a sort of Christmas gift to you all. It took a while to write it, but I think it's come out very well. I don't have too much to say, so I hope you all have a very merry Christmas!
This harder than balancing on a tight rope!
The rain was definitely a hindrance in the challenge of the day. It hadn't stopped the nineteen tweens from making it to the boats of their respective teams, but it was making it somewhat difficult for some of them to stay balanced. The solid ground on the boats was slippery and continuously getting wetter due to the downpour from the storm clouds. Several of the tweens were quick to voice their displeasure to Chris.
"Why didn't you give us rain coats?!" Complained Penta.
"Why weren't we given umbrellas?" Pouted Tilly.
"Unacceptable conditions! Unacceptable!" Yelled Betilla.
"I'm scared! I suck at swimming!" Wailed Gilda.
"I'm bored!" Complained Otis.
"My shorts are too wet!" Frowned Sampson.
"Stop whining!" Yelled Chris in annoyance. "You all knew what you were signing up for! … Except Yoko, but you guys aren't her! Now stop complaining and start competing! Three, two, one, go!"
Chris sounded the air-horn which signalled that the challenge had begun. As though it was on a cue of some kind the rain started to fall harder than ever. This, in turn, made the water start to flow faster which made the boats rock harder and the tweens began to immediately experience problems … except for Otis who was standing as still as a statue.
"Dude, how are you standing so still?" Asked Donald in bewilderment.
"I put tree sap on my shoes." Stated Otis. "I'm anchored to the ship like a ship anchored to the water."
"If only this ship was anchored; the only thing stopping it from capsizing is a chain under the boat." Groaned Donald.
"It's indeed a chain reaction." Chuckled Otis.
"Not funny." Said Donald as he grabbed onto the mast of the boat.
"I'm gonna be sick!" Gagged Ub sickly. "I always get seasick on boats; it's worse for me since I can't even see what's going on!"
"Grab onto something then; it'll keep you steady." Advised Larry.
"That'd be better advice if I could see anything to grab onto." Replied Ub. "Let's just hope the girl's lose quickly; I have a feeling that this is going to be a rather unpleasant challenge…"
"I have that same feeling." Groaned Charles. "I don't even have my river legs, let alone my sea legs."
"Hand in there buddy!" Urged Ricky.
Over on the girl's boat things were just as unbalanced and wobbly. A lot of the girls were having some trouble staying balanced, though the fact the boys started with a disadvantage was making it a little easier for them. Betilla had quickly tied a rope around her waist and the rest of it to the mast as a way of keeping herself secure. Gilda meanwhile seemed to be doing a ballet dance to keep herself from falling over.
"Gilda, now isn't the time for the graceful art of ballet!" Called Edith whilst clutching the steering wheel of the boat.
"It's the only way I can stay balanced; I had to take a load of ballet classes for a play I once acted in. When I'm gracefully leaping about I have all the balance of … well, the balance of whatever animal is known for balancing."
"A monkey?" Guessed Edith.
"Exactly." Agreed Gilda as she did a twirl and leapt through the air.
Tilly had twisted herself into a rather compacted angle and was thus secure around an upper part of the mast; the fear of falling kept her extra secure.
"I hope this boat doesn't get too wobbly and Tilty." Gulped Tilly.
"Is Tilty even a word?" Pondered Yoko before she fell over onto her bum. "Oof!"
"Careful Yoko!" Cautioned Penta as she helped Yoko back to her feet. "I think we should try to grab onto something, it'll give us some support."
"Good idea, this wobbliness is not ookie at all!" Agreed Yoko.
Further up the boat Ivy was grabbing onto a crate that was tied down and was very conflicted.
"I don't want to knock my friends off the boat … but fi I don't then Ub will out me…" Thought Ivy with a slightly audible sniffle. "… Would throwing myself off the boat count as sabotage … no, probably not…"
(Confessional: Row, row, row your boat!)
Otis: Chris never said she couldn't glue ourselves to the boats with tree sap … if he had then, well, I'd have still done it anyway, but you know what I mean. If there isn't a rule against it then it's fair game, right?
Betilla: A wise man once said any problem can be tackled with a tough attitude and a hammer … but since I have no hammer a rope will have to do. Good thing I learnt how to tie lots of complicated knots in the girl scouts, huh? Sure, I may end up feeling sick from the rope pressure, but it's worth it if we win the challenge … I think.
Ub: This challenge does not really match my skill set … but I can cope with the cards I have been death; it's all about knowing when he fold and when to play your hand. I have votes on my side and a 'mole' among the opposition. If all goes to plan, and it has a chance of doing so, then my team will be the victors today.
Gilda: I seem to have a lot of skills … but why do I not feel special? Every skill relates to my acting career, not me as a person. Am I boring? Am I one out of many? … Maybe the girls could help me out with this…
Nobody had fallen off the boats thus far, but it was only a matter of time before somebody would fall overboard. The rain was still falling and the strong unstable current was making standing up straight a rather big problem.
"Oof!" Yelped Tilly as she lost her twisty grip on the mask she was gripping. "Help!"
Luckily Tilly fell down into Betilla's arms and was gently set down.
"You ok?" Asked Betilla.
"I am, thanks to you." Winked Tilly before she took off to find something else to hold onto.
"… Was she flirting with me?" Blinked Betilla in embarrassment.
On the boys boat Charles was getting knocked about as though he was weightless.
"Help! I suck at swimming!" Wailed Charles.
"But you're wearing a flotation ring." Reminded Harvey before he tripped over. "Eek!"
"Yeah, but I'm still scared of water regardless!" Exclaimed Charles.
Harvey got back to his feet and was about to respond but was knocked over again by the unstable boat and crashed into Charles. The two of them fell towards the edge of the boat (which had no safety railings) and both went over … Charles got lucky and gripped the edge of the boat whilst Harvey fell down to the water with a splash.
"And Harvey gets wet which gives the girls a ten to eight advantage … and as surfers would say, Charles is really hangin' eight!" Joked Chris.
"Not funny!" Frowned Charles. "Help!"
Ricky quickly ran over to Charles and, with some effort, managed to pull him back to safe ground and away from the edge of the boat.
"Careful Charles; you alright?" Asked Ricky.
"I am now … man, that was scary." Gulped Charles.
"You got that right; your fear of water must have made it worse." Agreed Ricky. "Ok, we need to grab onto something secure."
"How about Otis? He anchored himself to the platform with tree sap." Suggested Charles.
"Good idea." Nodded Ricky.
The two boys quickly dashed over to Otis and both grabbed onto his arms.
"Hey, hands off the goods!" Frowned Otis. "I'm flattered and all, but-"
"Don't look into this; we need to use you as a support pillar for the challenge." Stated Ricky.
"I know, I was teasing you." Chuckled Otis.
"I hope the girl's lose somebody soon … not Zanna though, even if she'd probably look beautiful with wet hair." Blushed Charles.
(Confessional: Isn't young love between a nerd and a girl of technology really cute?)
Ricky: Charles and me have known each other for years; he's like a little bro to me in a way. Thus, it was my duty to make sure he didn't fall overboard. Him and Zanna are a really cute couple … but wait till he discovers the joys of 'tickle torture'. (Ricky giggles). Now I can do something I've always wanted to try … go on a double date; or maybe a quintuple date if the other guys and their gals are willing.
Harvey: In a challenge like this, my clumsiness is as welcome as a squirrel at a nut convention. But since I'm the main protagonist, I logically can't be voted out … right? I mean, do villains ever win? My dad says they don't.
The girls' were trying to keep balance, but it wasn't an easy thing to do. The rainfall was making the top deck very slippery and so some of the girls were falling over due to slipping on a puddle.
"Ouchy!" Yelped Quadesh as she fell over forwards onto the ground. "Oof! That hurt!"
"Tell me about it." Groaned Zanna who had just fallen over. "I've fished in the rain before, so the weather doesn't bother me … but falling over onto hard wood is rather unpleasant…"
At the upper part of the deck Ivy was discreetly removing one of the clips that held down the rope binding a crate. While inwardly mumbling an apology to our her team, Ivy managed to unclip the crate and discreetly stepped away from it and pretended to trip over to the ground.
"Ouch!" Yelped Ivy since the fall actually had hurt a little bit.
"Are you ok Ivy?" Called Edith from her position of gripping the steering wheel of the ship.
"I'm fine." Assured Ivy. "Yikes! That crate is loose!"
"Huh?" Blinked Edith as she turned to the crates and gulped. "… Oh cookies…."
The crate was completely lose from its binding and, due to the rainwater on the deck, was starting to slide towards the rest of the team.
"Guys, look out!" Called Edith.
It was too late; the crate slid down the boat at a fair speed and rammed into Kelly and Zanna.
"Ow!" Wailed Zanna as she was bashed to the side and over the edge of the boat.
"Help!" Yelped Kelly as she teetered on the edge of the boat.
"We're coming!" Called Yoko as she and Penta ran to help Kelly.
They were too late.
"Wah!" Screamed Kelly as she fell off the boat and into the water below.
"And thank to a crate randomly being loosened from its bindings, the girls lose Kelly and Zanna and are now at an equal eight to eight with the boys!" Announced Chris.
"Perfect." Smiled Ub in satisfaction.
Kelly and Zanna, upon being washed up to the grate, were picked up in a large fishing net by Chef Hatchet.
"Hey, go easy!" Exclaimed Kelly as she squirmed to untangle part of her jacket from the net.
"… Now I feel kinda bad for liking to go fishing." Winced Zanna as she was plucked out of the net and dropped to the ground.
"Why the net, why not a ladder?" Agreed Harvey with a grumble. "Then again, it is a show ran by Chris Maclean."
(Confessional: The domain of the Maclean! Hey, that rhymes!)
Ivy: I didn't like doing that, but what choice do I have? Well, hopefully it'll keep Ub in a good enough mood to keep my secret a secret … but I want to lay down some 'rules', like certain things he can't do it me. I just hope he has enough morals and decency to hear me out on them…
Ub: Looks like I can indeed rely on Ivy to obey my orders. This is exactly why chances must be taken in this game; my plan could have gone wrong if she was brave enough to admit her sexuality, but since she is not I've now landed myself in a very good position.
Charles: I really hope Zanna is ok; I'm not trained in performing emergency medical procedures…
Quadesh: … Is Chris really too cheap to make sure those creates were tied down properly? Then again, maybe he expected them to come loose…
"Ok everyone, time for a support beam from your boats to be removed. Girls, get ready for some shakiness, and boys … you might want to grab onto something heavy and anchored, like Sampson."
"Thanks for the recognition." Said Sampson sarcastically whilst clutching onto the mast. "For your information I'm having just as hard a time as everyone else!"
At that moment Chris pressed a button on a remote and both boats lost a support beam which made them lurch and several tweens fell over.
"Ow!" Yelped Yoko.
"Ack!" Winced Larry.
"Th't h'rts mah back!" Groaned Xadrian.
"How could this get any worse?" Exclaimed Donald.
"… I think I know how." Gulped Sampson. "Look over there…"
Donald was silent as he turned around … he then screamed. The Sloppy Joe Monster was charging towards the river and presumably it would the board the boat.
"No! Not that thing again!" Wailed Donald.
To make matters worse, Otis fell over.
"Darn it! Guess the tree sap is all sapped up." Sighed Otis.
"What are we gonna do?" Panicked Donald.
Fate seemed to have an answer; at that moment the boat lurched violently and Donald fell over the side of the boat and into the water, right where the Sloppy Joe Monster was waiting for him!
Many campers flinched and winced upon seeing the Sloppy Joe Monster start to attack Donald.
"That evil monster! This is why meat is evil!" Exclaimed Betilla.
"Shouldn't we help him?" Murmured Gilda.
"Is anyone brave enough to fight it?" Asked Betilla.
There was a moment of silence before somebody spoke up.
"Hang in there Donald! I'm coming!" Declared Yoko as she charged to the edge of the boat and jumped off.
"There goes our chances of evening up the odds." Sighed Tilly.
Yoko dived down to the water and ended up smashing right onto the Sloppy Joe Monster; she promptly started to punch and kick at the beasty burger to make it let go of Donald. After a bit of pain it retreated, climbing out of the river and dashing off into the woods. Donald and Yoko then washed up to the grate and were fished out of the water in the giant fishing net by Chef Hatchet. Once they were back on their feet Yoko was quick to give Donald a big hug.
"Are you ok? Are you hurt?" Asked Yoko in concern.
"I'm fine." Assured Donald. "Scared and bruised, but fine. I can take quite a lot of pain since I've always been hurt by stuff throughout my life. Wish that thing would leave me alone though."
"I think I might have an idea why it targets you … but I could be wrong. Maybe … maybe we could meet at the neutral zone tonight to discuss it?" Offered Yoko.
"Good idea." Agreed Donald. "Also … could you keep hugging me for a while? I'm trembling like a leaf…"
"My pleasure." Smiled Yoko whilst thinking. "Believe me, it really is!"
Yoko and Donald sat down together on one of the benches that had been set up for the soaked tweens to sit on; Yoko put an arm around Donald and held him close while Donald started to relax little by little.
(Confessional: Donko? Yokold? Shipping galore!)
Yoko: Is this one of those 'simple pleasures' Penta talked about last night? Only that is was simple, but really sweet. I don't know how those in the real world go about stuff like love or fondness for another or cuddles and such … but fortunately I think that Penta does. But, do I have to ask Donald's permission to be lovey dovey with him? And, do I need to have Grandmaster Fong's permission? Gee, I'm so confused … hmm, maybe Otis might be able to help. He's really smart about a lot of things, and he might know the kinds of stuff Donald likes! Though … I'm not exactly rich like Donald; do you think that would be a problem?
Donald: Yoko isn't just an ally in this contest; she's my friend … and also my bodyguard, in a way. If I survive to the end of this contest I'll donate some money to her community; I think they'd appreciate being able to get stuff like modern medicine and a PS3.
Otis: … Yep, those two are made for each other. I think I have an idea how I could get them together; just need time to talk to Yoko one on one…
Gilda: That monster is really scary … even scarier than possibly falling into rushing water when I can't swim. I hope somebody can destroy it soon; what if it tires of Donald and goes after me next … or indeed, anybody? That's not a man, it's a monster…
"With Donald and Yoko out of the challenge, the teams are down to seven members each, and I think the storm is getting worse." Chuckled Chris.
Chris was right; the downpour was reaching a climax. It was possible that soon enough there would be some thunder and lighting. The tweens were now not just worrying about getting wet; they were also worrying about catching a cold due to the weather. As the tweens slipped about Betilla stayed firmly in place thanks to the rope holding her steady.
"Good thing I always carry a bit of rope around with me." Mused Betilla.
Ivy saw this and gulped to herself.
"How am I supposed to break that rope?" Thought Ivy. "… I think it looks kinda weak around the middle ... forgive me Betilla…"
Ivy approached Betilla whilst trying to keep her balance; when Betilla was lurched away from the mast due to the shaking of the boat Ivy threw herself at the rope which snapped it in two.
"Ack! Sorry Betilla!" Apologised Ivy.
"It's fine." Assured Betilla. "But be more careful next time."
"I will be." Nodded Ivy as she got back to her feet and promptly slipped back over. "Oof!"
"I think it's time for each team to lose another support beam; get ready for disaster girls and guys … just get ready." Said Chris as he pressed a button on his remote which caused each boat to lose another support beam.
This promptly caused Sampson to lose his footing and fall over onto his back.
"…Ow." Winced Sampson.
The boat then leaned almost on its side which caused several of the guys to let out yells of panic. Sampson quickly rolled towards the edge and was unable to stop himself from going over the edge. After that the boat levelled out again.
"And Sampson blows it and puts the guys at a six to seven disadvantage." Announced Chris.
"Once again, thanks for the recognition." Drawled Sampson as Chef Hatchet picked him up in the fishing net.
"You're welcome." Said Chris cheerfully.
At the same time, the girl's boat was rocking about quite wildly. The whole upper deck had now become coated in a layer of rain water. The girl's were unable to retreat to the dry lower deck since the doors to it were only fake doors; there was really no way to go below the top deck much to the dismay of the girls.
"I'm getting sea sick…" Gagged Edith as her ghostly pale cheeks started to turn a tinge of green.
"Keep it down your throat Edith, you can go it!" Urged Gilda as she continued her ballet routine.
"I think I'm gonna heave…" Groaned Edith as she approached the edge of the boat. "Blech!"
Edith puked over the side of the boat and took a few deep breaths; before she could head back to the mild safety of the center of the boat she lost her balance during a rapid shake of the boat which made her fall over the side, though thankfully the puke had already been washed away.
"Edith is gone and the teams are at an even six to six, along with some sick!" Joked Chris.
"We can do basic math!" Yelled Quadesh.
"Yeah, and that joke was pretty lame." Added Larry.
(Confessional: Two plus two equals two … wait, that doesn't sound right…)
Edith: Hey, not my fault I get woozy on boats pretty easily … I'm glad Geoff didn't see that. Now that I'm out, what am I going to do to pass the time? … Maybe just enjoy the weather. Sure, the weather stinks more than manure, but when you're albino like me then wet cloudy days don't bug you too much … especially when compared to the likes of bright sunlight.
Larry: So far this challenge has been going pretty well; I guess those snowboarding games I've played before with the Wii balance board kinda helped with my balance. But I'm not getting overconfident and assuming we'll win; the girls have some strong members and they started with an advantage. I don't think I'm much of a target tonight, but if I am … best to win immunity. That said, I can think of several reasons to keep me around and several reasons to get rid multiple others on the team.
Quadesh: Why does Chris keep pointing out the obvious? It's starting to get annoying … either he thinks we're idiots or that the viewers are idiots … or maybe both. Man, if only I could look into his mind and see how it works; it'd certainly give some interesting insight on how to use power, just like the power I'm going to usurp from Betilla in three days tops.
Both boats were really rocking about at this point; it was starting to remind some of the tweens of the bull riding machines that could be found in several clubs and pubs here and there. Otis had been knocked to his feet several times and was looking annoyed.
"Ok, screw playing far, time for a little chaos!" Declared Otis as he took some tree sap out from one of his pockets and hurled it towards the girl's boat.
It got Quadesh right in the face causing her to let out a wail.
"Ew! Get it off me! Get it off me!" Exclaimed Quadesh as she flailed about before falling over the side of the boat and into the water.
"Dude, that was kinda unfair." Stated Charles.
"Chris never said we couldn't." Reminded Otis.
"He has a point." Agreed Ub.
"Well there's no rule that says we can't fight back!" Called Betilla as she hurled a cabbage from her boat and towards Otis.
It was a direct hit and Otis got knocked off the boy's boat and into the water.
"Curse you karma!" Declared Otis.
"And the numbers are currently an equal five to five; it's still anyone's game!" Announced Chris.
"I wish the numbers would stop being equal." Frowned Ub.
Ub should have been careful what he wished for; he promptly lost his footing and slipped over. Due to the rocking of the boat he then fell into the water and was washed to the grate to be fished out by Chef Hatchet.
"… Correction, the challenge stands at five to four in favour of the girls." Exclaimed Chris.
(Confessional: Suspense!)
Ivy: This isn't good! If my team wins then Ub will out me for sure! What am I gonna do?! (Ivy starts to hyperventilate in panic).
Penta: You know, I have to admit I'm kinda worried. Not about being voted off or anything, but … whether we win or lose, there's gonna be a big confrontation back at camp after the events of last night … I just hope it doesn't end up turning violent. I'm not sure if I'd be able to hold Betilla and Quadesh apart…
Ub: Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Urgh! Ivy had better pull through for me … but if not, no sense in outing her straight away; I'm a boy of chivalry and I don't think backstabbing her at my first chance would be very sporting or fair. Besides, it would cost me my spy on the girl's team … not that Ivy needs to know all this.
Gilda: I have to ask, where does Betilla keep all of her vegetables? How could they possibly fit in her pockets? I'm just glad I'm on her good side; that way I don't have to be on the receiving end of them…
"I think it's time that the girl's lost their last support beam." Stated Chris as he pressed a button on his remote.
Instantly the last support beam on the girl's boat broke away and their boat lurched violently for a few seconds.
"Wah!" Yelped Tilly as she flew off the boat and then went headfirst into the water. "Bloody mierda!"
Ivy wobbled due to the rocking boat and saw she was coming close to the edge. She tried to regain her balance and avoid falling off the boat, but she was unable to stop herself and promptly fell into the water with a splash.
"Tilly and Ivy are out, the score stands at four to three in the favour of the boys!" Stated Chris.
"That's good to hear." Said Harvey happily.
"Not for me it isn't." Sighed Kelly.
(Confessional: Seven are left … is this a sign for good luck?)
Xadrian: Ah ain't b'n talkin' m'ch, but that's mah plan. If ah dun't g't distract'd then ah c'n stay focused on tha chall'nge. It s'ms to have b'n workin' so f'r.
Tilly: Well, sucks that I'm out, but now I can talk to some of the boys. And I know one certain boy I'd like to talk to … and I bet he'd like to talk to me too. (Tilly giggles).
Ivy: I did the best that I could; hopefully it was enough. I bet Ub is expecting me to 'report' to him … but I'm gonna try and be brave; if I don't show any weakness he might treat me better … maybe. At least nobody saw what I did during the challenge…
Charles: This challenge sure is getting intense … who's gonna be next to go? I hope it's not me, even if Zanna would hug me and ask if I'm ok.
Betilla: Looks like the odds are against us … but nothing some forcefully thrown vegetables can't solve. It's all home grown, so it's not only very healthy, but also very well formed … in other words, it hurts to get hit by it, and that's just what I need it to be during this challenge.
After Ivy and Tilly had been fished out of the water they joined the crowd of tweens on the benches who had been eliminated Edith walked up to Ivy to check on her friend.
"Good try Ivy, you did really good in this challenge. We'll just have to hope that Gilda, Pent and Betilla can finish what the rest of us started. Two wins in a row would be very nice. … And please tell me I' not the only one who thought it was really embarrassing to get fished out of the water in a giant fishing net." Chuckled Edith.
"You're not the only one." Assured Ivy. "So, if we do lose, who do we vote off … not me, right?"
"Of course not, you're my BFF. You'll be fine." Promised Edith with a cute smile.
Ivy was momentarily lost in Edith's beauty before she composed herself.
"Good to hear. Anyway, I'm gonna go talk to Ub. He's, err, helping me with my lack of boy craziness … see you in a few minutes." Said Ivy as she headed off towards Ub.
"Ok, see you in a few." Nodded Edith.
Ivy approached Ub and sat down next to him. She tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention.
"Who is it?" Asked Ub.
"It's me." Said Ivy before lowering her voice to a whisper. "Err, should we move a little bit away from the other so that they don't hear us?
"Good idea, lead the way." Nodded Ub.
Ivy led Ub a distance from the others while trying to act casual and not suspicious. Once they were safely out of earshot Ivy spoke up.
"I did the best I could. I broke Betilla's safety rope and I knocked off Kelly and Zanna by loosening a crate; please don't out me…" Begged Ivy with a sniffle.
"Dry your tears Ivy, I'm not going to tell anyone you're a lesbian. You did fine for a first try at sabotage." Assured Ub. "I expect better next time, but for now I'm satisfied. We can talk more about this later. Think you could meet me at the neutral zone after the challenge?"
"S-s-sure." Nodded Ivy.
"Good. Oh, and make sure to wring out your cloths a little bit after the challenge; you might catch a cold if they stay wet." Cautioned Ub. "Anyway, let's head back to the others before anybody gets suspicious; you lead the way."
(Confessional: I was expecting him to be way more harsh.)
Ub: Ivy may be my pawn, but that's no reason I can't respect her. She's going through a lot and I don't want to make her have a breakdown. Besides, if I'm too rough with her she may think coming out is preferable to staying as my spy … for my end game to succeed; I cannot allow that to happen.
Ivy: I'm so glad that is over for today … but I still have my little itsy bitsy crush on Edith to deal with, How would she react to this? I mean, she's already in love with Geoff, she won't want me pining for her … and would it make our friendship awkward, or even destroy it? When did being a kid stop being fun…?
Harvey was standing by himself watching the challenge; he was hoping his team would win even if it was 'full of villains' since at least he'd be safe from elimination.
"Should I pick a side? I don't know, alliances are basically the equivalent of a schoolyard clique ganging up on someone. Maybe I could use an idol … then again, that counts as strategy too and they might corrupt me, like some kind of artefact of doom." Mused Harvey. "Plus, I doubt I'd find any; I'm not much of an Indiana Jones … or would it be Indiana Harvey?"
"Hey Harvey, something on your mind?" Asked Tilly as she approached Harvey. "You've talking to yourself a bit."
"Yeah, I've been doing that a bit lately." Admitted Harvey. "It comes from being on a team of villains."
"What do you mean? Are the other guys being nasty to you?" Asked Tilly in concern.
"Not exactly … well, they're all obsessed with strategy and keep trying to get me on their side since I have 'power' or something. It's craziness! All the alliances, strategy, backstabbing and deal making … it's driving me nuts!" Exclaimed Harvey.
"Well, having an alliance is kinda a big part of the show." Admitted Tilly. "You can't expect to stay safe without allies; I certainly couldn't do it."
"Well, you're really smart and pretty so you have a better chance than me. I'm a bit out of my element here. It's hard trying to play the hero when everyone wants you to be a villain. I mean, you either get voted out a hero or last long enough to see yourself become a villain." Admitted Harvey.
Tilly put a comforting hand on Harvey's shoulder.
"Heroes have to make the hardest choices … don't they?" Nodded Tilly sympathetically. "You may be a little ditzy and a bit too optimistic, but you have a good heart, better than mine for sure."
"Thanks Tilly." Smiled Harvey. "How's it going on your team?"
"Well … its chaos." Sad Tilly simply. "You know, if you want to meet me at the neutral zone tonight, I could tell you more."
"I'll be there." Saluted Harvey.
"I know you will be." Purred Tilly.
(Confessional: Like Indiana Jones, Harvey is in a snake pit … or so he thinks.)
Harvey: Nice to know there is at least one other person willing to stay on the side of light and battle against the oncoming darkness. She can be the Wonder Women to my Superman. Hehuh!
Tilly: Harvey really has no idea how to play the game, does he? Well, good thing he's really handsome. I'm not sure if I want a boyfriend, I'm still deciding if I should go for a boy or girl first since I know some really lovely people, but I'm sure he'd be a good ally. He's a funny guy so at least I won't get filled with stress. Though he is a bit naïve…
The boats were really rocking violently at this point; the tweens still on the boats were having a hard time staying standing. It wasn't going to be much longer before somebody would fall off the boat.
"Whoa!" Yelped Ricky as he was sent flying onto his back. "Man, I hope I have medical insurance covered in my contract…"
"I think we all hope that." Groaned Larry.
"Ok guys, I think it's time to start the climax of the challenge! Time to sink the boats!" Declared Chris as he took out his remote and pressed a button.
"Wait, what?" Blinked Charles.
BOOM!
The lower levels of the boats exploded and he boats began to slowly sink into the water while still getting bashed about by the rough water and heavy rainfall. Due to the uncontrollable shakiness of the boats Charles, Larry and Penta were sent flying off solid ground and into the water.
"This is ludicrous." Muttered Larry as he was fished out of the water in a large net along with Penta and Charles.
"You think you have it bad? I'm wearing a skirt so everyone is gonna see an outline of my butt!" Whimpered Penta.
"I'm just glad I didn't lose my glasses." Admitted Charles.
"Why are they made of twigs?" Asked Penta.
"Three words Harvey was clumsy." Stated Charles.
At that moment the three of them were emptied out of the net and onto the ground. Charles was quickly helped to his feet by Zanna.
"Are you ok Charles? Anything broken? Need any cuddles or kisses to make your wounds feel better?" Asked Zanna in concern.
"I'm fine … though a kiss wouldn't go amiss." Blushed Charles. "Can you be the sugar to my coffee?"
Zanna smiled and rolled her eyes at the silly metaphor before locking lips with Charles for a few moments.
"Better?" Asked Zanna when they parted.
"Better." Nodded Charles. "Boy, those two look comfy."
Larry and Penta were on the ground; Larry was lying on his front with Penta lying on top of him.
"Penta, I want to get up." Stated Larry.
"But you're so comfy and snuggly." Insisted Penta.
"You are too, but as nice as this is we really need to get back on our feet; people might start to stare." Replied Larry.
"Fine." Pouted Penta. "Never enough time for accidental cute comfy cuddles with boys these days. Must be the economy."
Penta helped Larry to his feet and walked over to Kelly.
"So, there's nothing going on between you two huh?" Chuckled Kelly.
"Not my fault that he's a hot boy and that I'm a girl who has a healthy interest in hot boys." Replied Penta with a giggle.
"The score stands at two to three in favour of the boys; can the girl's turn this around? … Let's find out by letting nature take its course!" Exclaimed Chris.
"Nature must be in a bad mood with us." Noted Larry.
"Hell hath no fury like mother nature scorned." Mused Yoko. "That's how the saying goes right?"
(Confessional: More or less.)
Penta: … What? I'm twelve, that's like the age where most girls go gaga over guys. It's like medieval kids would say. They'd be all like 'Doesn't thou best male friend have thyn most wondrous flanks', or something like that. Point is, I'm not weird.
Larry: I think Penta digs me more than a shovel … cool!
Ricky: At this point I think we've got a good shot at winning, but my dad always said to never count ones chickens before they hatch. Still, its two to two so anything could happen … I really hope Betilla won't throw any rotten vegetables at me…
The final four tweens in the challenge were trying to keep their balance of the sinking boats; Xadrian had climbed onto the mast of his team's boat while Ricky had gone to the upper parts of the top deck. Meanwhile on the girls boat Gilda was balancing easily on the mast and Betilla had climbed partway up the mast of the girl's boat.
"Hey Gilda, how come you're so good at balancing?" Called Betilla up at Gilda.
"Acting training. I once played the role of Paddil, a girl who was a monk that had stayed balanced on a pole for a year to achieve higher meaning and reach enlightenment." Explained Gilda, before adding. "And don't look up my skirt!"
"I'm not!" Insisted Betilla. "How are we going to beat the boys? They look like they're not gonna lose balance!"
"We'll have to distract them somehow." Said Gilda. "But how?"
Betilla was about to suggest an idea but Gilda stopped her.
"I'm not lifting my skirt up, I have self-respect." Frowned Gilda.
"I wasn't gonna suggest that!" Lied Betilla. "Well, you got any other ideas?"
Gilda was silent for a moment.
"Toss me some kind of vegetable and I'll see if I can hit them." Decided Gilda.
"Good girl!" Grinned Betilla as she tossed a turnip up to Gilda.
"Where do you keep these anyway?" Asked Gilda.
"I'll never tell." Said Betilla simply.
Gilda took aim and hurled her turnip towards Ricky; it just barely missed.
"Hey, watch it!" Yelled Ricky.
"Incomin'!" Yelled Xadrian as he narrowly avoided a large cabbage. "Wh't're we g'nna do?"
"Try and evade the vegetables, that's what!" Relied Ricky as he ducked behind a crate whilst gripping the bindings holding it down for some support.
"G'tcha!" Nodded Xadrian, before realizing he was hanging onto the mast of the ship a fair bit above ground level. "Th's might be a pr'blem."
Xadrian was then knocked off his mast by a fell aimed turnip from Gilda; he fortunately landed on both feet before promptly being knocked over again by the wild rocking on the boat.
"Ah've h'rd of r'ck 'n r'll b't th's is r'diculous!" Exclaimed Xadrian.
"Brace yourselves everyone, there's a big wave coming!" Gulped Betilla.
A large almost tsunami of a wave struck the boats which caused some violent shaking and one team to loser their last two members. The last two tweens to hit the water were…
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Ricky and Xadrian.
"And with the last guys having fallen overboard the Tough Tuna take the win for the second challenge in a row!" Exclaimed Chris. "Strong squids, you aren't looking so strong at the moment."
"No need to run in in." Frowned Donald to which Yoko Gave him a gentle squeeze on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, you might get us tomorrow." Assured Yoko.
(Confessional: Key word being 'might'.)
Quadesh: I'll be sure to make the best of this extra day in the contest; I'll build a new shelter and make sure Betilla gets eliminated as soon as possible. I need an alliance; Penta and Yoko might agree, and if they do then so will Kelly. Add Tilly's vote to that and Betilla is done for … unless she has an idol … oh snap, what if she does? Crud… (Quadesh sighs).
Ub: This is a mild inconvenience, but no matter. I'm sure I can think of somebody to eliminate. Perhaps Harvey if he won't ally with me. But if he does choose to listen to reason, maybe I could target Donald or Larry?
Betilla: Woohoo! Two immunities to my name; and it's all thanks to hard work, vegetables and having an accomplished actor as a friend. Still, it's not gonna be easy making some of the others sleep outside the cave if we can't make a new shelter…
Harvey: Darn it, now everyone is going to be pestering me to join their alliances. What ever happened to friendship? Isn't friendship more important than being secure and alienating other team mates?
After all the tweens were on dry land they were gathered in their teams to hear Chris announce the results to the challenge. They already knew the results obviously, but Chris wanted to hear his own voice a bit more. The rainfall was starting to ease up a bit now and had lessened into a light drizzle.
"Well everyone, I think this challenge has told us what happens if you row, row, row your boat gently down the stream … actually, maybe 'gently' isn't the correct word. Regardless, the results are the same as they were yesterday. Tough Tuna's win immunity and another luxury item, whereas the Strong Squids get nothing and will be voting off another member at tonight's ceremony. Try to make it an exciting ceremony; the audience likes it when the elimination is unclear and unpredictable." Stated Chris.
"As do I." Agreed Otis.
"Speak for yourself." Said Ub.
"Tough Tunas; the table of luxury items will be delivered to your camp after you get back. Also, I have information that I am required to tell you. The Owen Idol was used at last night's elimination ceremony; as such it has been taken out of the game and thus any Owen Idols you come across from now on are fakes and thus are completely worthless." Continued Chris.
"Darn, that idol would have been useful." Frowned Tilly.
"True that." Agreed Kelly quietly.
"So, you know the results of the challenge. That's all I have to say, so you may return to your camps." Finished Chris.
"Good, maybe we can get out of the rain." Said Sampson hopefully.
(Confessional: I'd trade immunity for a set of umbrellas.)
Sampson: I think it's time to put some effort into my game. Effort is really unpleasant and dull, but it must be done. A few minutes of effort is probably worth five hundred thousand dollars I guess.
Edith: I hope we can get a shelter set up by nightfall. I mean, staying with Geoff is great and all, but I don't want to be seen as helpless. If all else fails we've got the cave, but there's only space for five of us, and it'll just start a bunch of fights. You can probably tell by looking at me, but I'm not much of a fighter … actually, saying I'm not much of a fighter is probably an understatement. I prefer to diffuse a situation rather than set off the bomb, metaphorically speaking.
Gilda: I think I did pretty good today … but does it make me special? I mean, Betilla did great too as did Ricky and Xadrian … not really a unique thing I did is it? Well, I'm not gonna whine; that'll only make people get annoyed at me. We need to work on the shelter ... and it just so happens I once played the role of Heidi the Handy-girl in a play back in the fourth grade.
Xadrian: L'ks like mah Ow'n idols ain't g'nna be any use anym're. B't ah gots plenty o' idols ta make fakes outta. I ain't got an idol curr'ntly, but g'ven ah've d'n mighty well in that chall'nges so far, ah th'nk tha oth'rs might see the value in keepin' me around.
(Strong Squids)
Harvey was sitting on a rock hoping to enjoy some peace and quiet. He knew it wasn't going to last since the others were likely going to come to him for his vote. He was correct to predict this as soon he saw Ub, Larry and Donald walking up to him.
"Hey guys. I don't suppose you're talking to me because you want to hang out, talk about girls and do guy stuff?" Asked Harvey. "Let me guess, you want me to join an alliance with one of you since you want to take control, right?"
There was a moment of silence.
"Yeah, pretty much." Shrugged Larry. "But at least I, unlike these two, am being honest about it."
"I thought it was implied." Mumbled Donald. "Harvey, we just want to help not just ourselves, but you as well. Don't you want to win half a million dollars?"
"Of course he does, and he'll stand a better chance at winning them if he works with me." Stated Ub. "Harvey, you hold power at tonight's vote; it's important that you vote with the right alliance; it could have a big effect on the rest of the team phase."
"I have a question, what do you guys see me as?" Asked Harvey.
"… What do you mean?" Asked Ub.
"I mean, do you see me as a person and a possible friend … or just as a number and an extra vote for your alliances?" Asked Harvey. "If I wasn't a so called swing vote you wouldn't even be talking to me! Just leave me alone; I don't do strategy! I'm voting for who I think deserves to go and I'm not gonna become some kind of puppet or tool for you to use and then cast aside when I have no power for you to milk off me! I. Don't. Do. Strategy!"
With enough being said Harvey got to his feet and took his leave while looking like he had a headache from all the strategy talk. After he was gone the three alliances leaders exchanged a glance.
"How about we save ourselves a headache and vote him out." Suggested Larry.
"And if we do, what would we do next time we lose?" Asked Donald.
"Why must Harvey be so difficult…" Sighed Ub.
(Confessional: He should probably pick a side sooner or later.)
Harvey: This strategy is crazy! Why do I have to be the swing vote? Why can't we just do away with alliances and work as a team? Urgh!
Sampson walked up to the center of camp and clapped his hands to get the attention of his team mates.
"Everyone, may I have your attention?" Asked Sampson loudly. "I have something important that I need to say."
"Are ya g'nna adm't ta likin' m'r Twilight relat'd st'ff?" Asked Xadrian.
"… No. I simply have some game knowledge that I wish to share with you all for the purpose of fair play." Explained Sampson. "You see, two people on this team have been hiding a secret from the rest of us. They know who they are, and if they won't speak up, I shall speak for them."
Everyone was silent; Charles looked nervous but Ricky gave him a reassuring glance.
"Well, in that case … Charles and Ricky have been keeping a big secret from everyone else. They know each other outside of the contest and have had a final two pact from the start. I think this is an unfair advantage; don't you two agree?" Asked Sampson.
"You've got no proof; you're probably just trying to cause trouble for your own amusement." Said Ricky calmly.
"Well, I've been raised to come prepared, so … I do have proof." Said Sampson as he took a video tape out of his pocket. "I'm sure if I asked Courtney nicely she'd be more than happy to provide a TV so that I could play the tape."
"No! Don't do it!" Begged Charles.
"Dude, this is practically blackmail!" Exclaimed Ricky.
"You know what I think." Mused Sampson. "I think you two are making a big fuss over a blank video tape."
"… Blank…" Repeated Ricky.
"Yep, it's just a blank tape I swiped from a box outside Courtney's cabin." Nodded Sampson. "I think your fearful reactions prove my accusations correct. There you have it everyone; these two know each other outside the game. Unfair advantage, right? I may be a plant, but the others deserve a chance to win."
There was a big silence.
"… Suddenly I think I know who I'm voting for." Mused Larry.
"Me too … maybe." Grinned Otis.
Some others voiced agreement to this sentiment and soon the crowd dispersed to talk amongst their own 'factions'. After they were gone Charles and Ricky exchanged a glance.
"… What do we do now?" Asked Charles.
"We'll need an idol, that's for sure." Said Ricky as he began to pace. "And we might need to pass the target onto somebody else.
"You could also explain to me why you never told me about this." Added Ub with a frown.
"We'll do that in due course." Promised Ricky. "Until then, we need to get scrambling!"
Charles and Ricky took off in opposite directions while Ub was left by himself.
"… Well, I guess I could go to the neutral zone." Decided Ub.
(Confessional: Sampson has finally put some effort into his game and made a big move it seems.)
Sampson: It's nothing personal or anything, it's just that those two have a really unbreakable alliance and that could be a threat to me. I doubt my fake twist will last forever so I need to make sure the target is off me for a while. And you know, it kinda felt good to strategize and do something for myself … it won't be a reoccurring thing, but it feels kinda good.
Ricky: One moment I'm safe and now in shambles … kinda reminds me of … no, never mind. Point is, I've gotta get a move on! It'd suck if I got the boot, but if Charles gets voted out not only will he lose more self-esteem, but he'll be separated from his gal Zanna … I will not let that happen!
Charles: (He is hyperventilating into a paper bag). This isn't good! I think I'm getting a seizure … oh wait, no, it's just me panicking like crazy … and that's no better! I'm gonna get the boot for sure now; I'm a team liability and … I won't even get to say goodbye to Zanna! Of all the worst possible things this is the worst thing ever!
Ub: Urgh! How did I not notice this? It's so obvious in hindsight! … Sadly, it is hard to have foresight about hindsight, so I'll have to deal with it. I'd like to vote one of the two of them off, most likely Ricky, but that'd ruin my pre-merge game so I can't do that. For now I'll have to just see where the cards land. Either way, I'm not getting targeted at least.
Harvey: See what I mean when I say the team is full of villains? That midnight meeting with Tilly is looking quite appealing at this point…
Donald: … On one hand I really want to expose Sampson, but then again … this could help me progress a little further. At least I can talk about my troubles with Yoko; she's very patient and understanding.
Courtney: (She looks impressed). Sampson really can get results when he puts effort into things … looks like it's up to me to make sure he keeps putting effort into the game and adding something to the team.
(Tough Tuna)
The Tough Tuna were working on a new shelter to replace the ruined one from the previous night that had fallen apart. It was being made to resemble a sort of tent; the idea was that a frame had been constructed from the strongest branches that the group had found (the strength was judged based on whether or not Quadesh could snap them over her knee) with the cover being made out of a mass of large leaves, reeds and some big pieces of tree bark. All of this was tied down with vines, tree sap and some strong bendy twigs. The interior had been filled with soft dirt that had a layer of dry grass and flowers placed on top. A makeshift door had been made out of some vines and large leafs. It looked quite secure and homely, much moreso than the previous shelter. Best of all, the rainfall had finally stopped
"Well, the drizzle may have made it hard … but we did it. Hopefully this shelter will suit us well for the rest of our time at this camp site." Said Penta in content. "I just hope tonight won't be as stormy as last night."
"I hope so too, I do not want to spend another night having to search for shelter amidst the heavy rain … the fact I found shelter for me and Ivy is irrelevant." Stated Edith.
"Where did you two stay anyway?" Asked Kelly curiously.
"We bunked with Geoff." Said Edith with a giggle. "Though I think we'd best not make it a common occurrence or he might ask us to pay rent. My mum always says that heavy rent is worse than heavy rain."
"In today's economy, that's understandable." Agreed Kelly.
"Hey guys, question. If this shelter falls down like the last one did, how are we going to decide who gets to stay in the cave and who stays in the cold?" Asked Tilly. "Would it be the same method as last night?"
"I guess so; it's mean, but it's a fair system." Nodded Betilla.
"You're just saying that because you did good at the challenge today." Scowled Quadesh. "What you did last night was utterly awful! You kicked half of us out into the horrible cold in a quick snap decision, and need I remind you that Yoko is very afraid of storms? You care about animals, but you don't seem to care much for other humans!"
"It was quite scary…" Mumbled Yoko.
"It was the best decision that could be made given the time we had. Besides, I didn't 'kick out' Edith and Ivy you know. Ivy ran off and Edith followed after her." Stated Betilla. "I didn't like it either, but what else were we gonna do? People were gonna get wet either way!"
"Well, who would you leave in the cold tonight if you had the choice?" Asked Quadesh.
"The first five who were out of the challenge." Stated Betilla.
"That's terrible! Yoko would be outside again, as thus me and Edith! The diplomatic thing to do would be to have those in the cave from last night take some time outside. Heck, maybe we could build a second shelter to ensure we have somewhere to stay." Suggested Quadesh.
"You're no the boss of this team Quaddy!" Frowned Betilla.
Quadesh's eye twitched and some of the girls took a step back.
"I'm scared…" Gulped Gilda as she hid behind Edith.
"Not good." Winced Zanna.
"Don't call me Quaddy! Only my daddy is allowed to call me that!" Growled Quadesh.
"You know, I may be a bit rough sometimes, but I never lie about it. You're a power hungry tyrant just waiting for a chance to seize control!" Growled Betilla.
"Actually, I'd rather not stay outside two nights in a row." Mumbled Yoko.
"Ok, that's it! Stop fighting!" Exclaimed Penta. "We're supposed to be a team!"
"We're a team, but not a unified one." Sighed Kelly.
"Ok then, let's see whose side everyone is on." Declared Betilla as she marched a distance from Quadesh. "If you want to side with that tyrant then walk over to her."
"And if you want to join the tyrannical regime of that lettuce loving lunatic then walk over to her." Added Quadesh.
There was a few moments of silence before Yoko walked over to Quadesh. Penta followed her while Gilda, Edith and Ivy approached Gilda. This left Kelly and Tilly still in the middle.
"I don't like being put on the spot." Gulped Kelly. "I'm … gonna need some time alone to make a decision."
"I don't like picking sides in a situation like this; it'll only alienate me from some of you." Mumbled Tilly.
"Well you might want to decide by tonight … that or build your own personal shelter." Suggested Quadesh.
"Join me and I can offer you protection." Promised Betilla. "Until then, I'm gonna spend the night in the cave. Mother nature will keep me warm!"
At that moment there was the sound of somebody nervously clearing their throat. The girls turned and saw Geoff had arrived with a table of the luxury items.
"Hey guys … err, sorry if I'm interrupting something important, but … it's time to choose a luxury item." Said Geoff nervously.
"We'll take the blankets and pillow, right girls?" Prompted Penta.
There were a number of murmurs of agreement.
"Very well, enjoy your pillows and blankets and comfort and comfyness." Said Geoff cheerfully.
"Thanks Geoff." Smiled Edith sweetly.
Geoff passed out the pillows and blankets and then took his leave. After he had left the girl's noticed there weren't enough pillows and blankets for everyone.
"So … who's gonna go without a pillow or blanket?" Asked Gilda.
"Oh no, here we go again…" Sighed Penta.
(Confessional: More division on this team than in Math class!)
Kelly: If I'd picked a side right then and there it wouldn't have been good for me; I'd have alienated myself from four other people no matter what I did. Hmm … maybe playing both sides could work? But then again, it's kinda risky. H how I long for the simple life I once had back on the farm…
Betilla: Good to know I've got some people I can count on.
Gilda: Peace, peace, my kingdom for some peace.
Yoko: Maybe we should give the pillows and blankets to those who have to sleep outside? That's fair, right?
(Neutral Zone)
Ivy had managed to slip away from her team and walk down the path to the Neutral Zone. After a short journey along the damp trail she arrived at her destination. She glanced around and saw Ub standing nearby awaiting her arrival.
"Ub, I'm here." Called Ivy as she approached Ub.
"Good to hear you've made it on time." Nodded Ub. "Now, straight onto business. You failed to successfully sabotage your team today, but that's fine since I'm no target tonight. However, I do want you to be successful tomorrow; I've run into a spot of bother on my team currently and I think immunity would be a good commodity."
"What happened?" Asked Ivy curiously.
"Charles and Ricky know each other outside the game. Sampson exposed them and now they are big targets. I stand a good chance at losing an ally, so you are going to be important to my game. And I don't just want you to sabotage your team, but also give me any and all idols you find, and inform me of what is going on in your team."
"Well … I don't have any idols, but I can tell you that my team is having a big fight at the moment. It's basically split down the middle and we all have to pick a side … its civil war." Mumbled Ivy. "Please Ub, stop the blackmail; I can't take the emotional strain!"
"I'm sorry Ivy, but for me to win this contest this is the way that it must be." Stated Ub. "So, who are you allied with? A little bird tells me you have an alliance with Edith, Gilda and Betilla."
"I do … why?" Asked Ivy.
"I'd like you to put in a good word for me with them. If I can join your alliance after the merge it'll make things very convenient for me." Stated Ub.
"Ub … you're cruel. How could you possibly justify all this? Is money really worth emotionally crushing somebody?" Asked Ivy softly.
"The money isn't for me; I want to win so I can give the money to my family. They've given me so much support over the years and I intend to pay them back, with interest." Stated Ub. "Besides, I never said you had to obey me. If you were to be a big girl and come out of the closet to everyone you'd be, metaphorically speaking, at home base. But since you insist on being a little girl, can I be blamed for taking an opportunity?"
"…" Ivy didn't respond.
"Anyway, I'll see you at the challenge tomorrow. Hopefully my team can win tomorrow; I think all the boys want to win at this point, especially me." Sighed Ub.
"Before you go, I want to ask … please don't resort to hitting me." Mumbled Ivy.
Ub was silent for a moment.
"Ivy, I assure you that I would never stoop that low." Promised Ub as he took his leave.
(Confessional: Ivy really is in a sticky situation…)
Ivy: Ub's right, sadly. If I wasn't too scared to come out I wouldn't have a problem … but how can I be sure people will accept me? At this point, maybe being voted off isn't so bad when you consider the alternative of staying on the island as Ub's slave. If only there was something I could use to blackmail Ub with, that'd teach him a lesson! … I'm so glad these confessionals are private and that nobody can hear me.
Ub: Say what you will about my strategy, but I will only be as harsh as is needed, never an excess. Hitting girls is not something I endorse nor approve of. Oh, and the part about me giving the prize money to my family? I was not lying, I was telling the truth.
(Strong Squids)
It was very nearly time for the voting ceremony to start; the Strong Squids had gathered their Life Idols and were almost ready to set off for their second elimination ceremony as a team … though technically they were all a team during the sumo challenge as well. It seemed to be a general consensus that either Ricky or Charles was going to be eliminated, but the real question was how would the votes be split and who would take the fall?
"S'ms a mighty bit mean ta me … but s'nce ah ain't tha targ't, so be it." Said Xadrian. "Ah'm g'nna vote fur Charles, wh't about you L'rry?"
"Same." Stated Larry.
While the factions discussed who they were going to vote for, Ricky, Charles and Ub were meeting separately to talk about who they were going to vote for.
"If the others are smart, they cast three votes for me and three votes for Charles to leave it as a tie breaker." Said Ricky thoughtfully.
"A tie breaker that you would win." Sighed Charles.
"Not necessarily." Replied Ricky. "Besides, who says we'll even need a tie breaker?"
"I think it's likely." Stated Ub. "If the vote ends up as a three way tie then it's pretty much a guarantee. I mean, we're looking at a three to three to three vote. Maybe we should just vote for Harvey so that you guys have an easy opponent in a tie breaker."
"Good idea." Agreed Charles.
"That's not gonna be needed." Assured Ricky.
"Why not?" Asked Ub.
"Because of these beauties." Said Ricky as he took out two idols from his pockets.
(Confessional: Cutting off scenes at the worst possible moment FTW!)
Ub: Hmm, my allies are starting to get more power than me … that's mildly concerning…
Harvey: You know; this is a bittersweet end to the day. On one hand I know I'm safe … but on the other hand Sampson did such a villainous move and the alliance leaders will still be badgering me for my vote. Maybe I should focus on taking down the leaders one by one … is that strategy? I don't intend it to be, honestly!
Ricky: I think there are going to be a few surprised faces tonight…
Donald: I'm hoping tonight isn't going to be a super surprising crazy kind of vote; after all the drama and bad weather as of late, I'd like a simple vote for once … and yes, I am aware yesterday's vote would have been simple if not for me.
(S.S Elimination)
After taking a tense ride of the Train of Tragedy the nine Strong Squids had arrived at the S.S Elimination. The deck of the boat was damp, though the seats had been dried in advance for the boys. The sky was no longer full of storm clouds, though it was still somewhat cloudy regardless. Either way, it seemed the bad weather was over. The same could not be said about the drama. The nine boys sat in the nine chairs awaiting the ceremony; some were clearly more calm than others. After a short while of waiting Chris exited the captain's room with a tray of eight doubloons and his trusty hard hitting mallet. After setting them down he turned to the Strong Squids and spoke.
"Two eliminations in a row; it's not looking good for you guys. What went wrong this time?" Asked Chris. "Larry, you got any idea why you lost?"
"I think the main problem was Betilla playing the Tyler Idol; if not for that we might have stood a better chance." Stated Larry. "Even then, it was a close challenge so hopefully we'll come out on top next time."
"We can only hope; I'd rather elimination didn't become a recurring thing." Agreed Harvey.
"Speaking of elimination, is camp life any different without Ned? What are your thoughts Otis?" Asked Chris.
"Doesn't bother me, I hardly knew the guy." Shrugged Otis. "All that's happened is that it's made Harvey become Mondo powerful in his voting position, yet he seems to have some kind of allergy to strategy … kinda like my school principals allergy to shrimp."
"Harvey, is what Otis says true?" Asked Chris. "Do you hold the cards tonight … metaphorically speaking?"
"Given what happened at camp earlier, I doubt it. That said, each 'faction' has been begging me for my vote. I can understand wanting to avoid elimination, but it's getting annoying that they can't accept the fact I don't do strategy. I'm hoping somebody else will become the swing vote soon." Sighed Harvey. "I mean, they don't want me as a friend, they just want me as a number … it's kinda upsetting really."
"I would have thought you'd be more grateful that I saved you from elimination yesterday at my own risk." Frowned Donald.
"Dude, I am grateful … I just don't like being seen as a number or some kind of object to be won." Replied Harvey.
"Donald, why exactly did you save Harvey anyway?" Inquired Chris. "Is he right that you want him as a vote?"
Donald was silent for a moment before he sighed.
"Yes, I did want him on my side since I, like everyone here, want to win this contest, I would have thought he'd side with me given he appreciates things like heroicness and goodness … evidently I was wrong. All I've done is create a situation where everyone wants Harvey's vote … and all the chaos that results from it." Muttered Donald.
"But hey, there's nothing wrong with that." Said Otis cheerfully.
"Hmm … Harvey mentioned something happened back at camp, would anyone care to tell me what is was that actually happened?" Asked Chris.
"Allow me." Said Sampson with a nod. "In short, I discovered that Charles and Ricky know each other outside the game; I felt this gave them an unfair advantage and so I exposed their secret through the use of a blank video tape. Based on what I've seen and heard it seems like one of them is going to be voted off tonight."
"Nice move." Complimented Chris. "Charles? Ricky? Have either of you got anything to add?"
"I do. I don't think that we have much of an advantage, if we have one at all. We just have somebody we know better than everyone else in the contest; one vote on our side … and two votes is no majority. I think voting either of us off would be a big mistake; I'm strong and Charles is smart, do you really want to lose those assets due to paranoid?" Asked Ricky.
"Ricky's right. You guys have tight alliances too; how are we different?" Asked Charles.
"Ok, one more question before we start voting. Ub, how are you voting tonight?" Asked Chris.
"The only way I can be expected to vote." Stated Ub.
"Fair enough." Shrugged Chris. "Anyway, if you have the Duncan Idol, or the Ezekiel idol, then now is the time to play them."
Everybody was silent.
"In that case, it's time to vote! Larry, you're up." Said Chris.
(Captain's Room Confessional: Last vote of the single digit episodes!)
Larry: (He holds up a vote for Ricky). Nothing personal dude, but between you and Charles you're clearly the bigger threat and the leader of the duo.
Donald: (He writes down a name and then holds it up to show he has cast a vote for Charles). You have the potential to be a power play in my opinion.
Ricky: (He holds up a vote for Larry). Me and the guys decided you are our biggest threat. If not for Sampson's twist he'd be the one going.
Charles: (He holds up a vote for Larry). I really hope this goes according to plan…
Sampson: (He calmly holds up a vote for Charles). Checkmate … not that I really mind which one of you two goes.
Xadrian: (He holds up a vote for Ricky). S'rry m'n, b't Samps'n got ya and y'r a thr't.
Harvey: (He holds up a vote for Donald). You only saved me because you want my vote, not because you like me as a person. I think you're the most powerful alliance leader, so it makes sense to vote you out first. I think so anyway.
After Otis cast the final vote Chris left to tally the votes. A minute or two later he returned and picked up a doubloon.
"The votes have been cast and somebody is going to be the eight person voted out of the contest. If you do not get given a doubloon then you are out of the game and must take the Smash of Sorrow, walk down the stairs of misery, walk the path of failure and board the boat of losers and never come back, ever!" Exclaimed Chris.
Chris yelled the last word, but this time nobody jumped.
"If you have the Chris Idol or the Harold Idol … then now is the time to play them." Prompted Chris.
There was a moment of silence before Ricky got to his feet. There he took the Chris Idol out into view and approached Chris.
"Ah cr'd." Muttered Xadrian.
"I would like to play the Chris Idol on Charles." Stated Ricky.
Chris looked over the idol for a moment and spoke.
"The rules of Total Drama Tweenabet state that if a camper has the Chris Idol played on them then all votes cast against them do not count and the camper with the second highest number of votes will be voted off instead." Stated Chris.
There was a brief suspenseful pause.
"This is the real Chris Idol; every vote that was cast against Charles is now as useless as a wooden frying pan." Nodded Chris.
Charles sighed in relief, but Ricky wasn't done yet.
"I have another idol I wish to play." Stated Ricky as he took the Justin idol into view. "I found this in the woods earlier; the note that was attached to it states it will nullify half of the votes cast against me. If my math is right, that should be just enough to make me safe as well."
Ricky passed Chris the idol and looked quite cheerful while most of the others held their breaths at the suspense.
"The rules of Total Drama Tweenabet state … nothing about a Justin Idol. There is no Justin Idol in the game." Stated Chris as he tossed the idol over the side of the ship and into the water.
Ricky was stunned.
"… What?!" Gaped Ricky.
"Looks like you found a fake idol somebody planted … that was clever of them." Sated Chris with a chuckle. "If you do not have any more idols to play, please retake your seat."
Ricky was silent for a moment before he sighed and sat back down.
"Oh no…" Mumbled Charles.
"Don't worry man; I may still be safe. We may be looking at a tie breaker, and I'll win it." Assured Ricky.
"Anyway; the following campers are safe." Said Chris as he tossed Charles a doubloon. "Charles is already safe as we know; but the boys joining him in the next round are…"
"Xadrian"
"Sampson"
"Otis"
"Ub"
"Harvey"
"Donald"
Larry and Ricky were left without a doubloon; Larry looked a little nervous and Ricky looked worried. Chris picked up the last doubloon and held it high for all to see.
"This is the final doubloon of the night. Both of you got votes, but one of you got ever so slightly more votes sent your way than the other person did … or maybe I'm lying and it was a tie?" Grinned Chris. "Well, the votes have been cast and the final doubloon of the night goes to…
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Larry."
Larry let out a sigh of relief as he held up a hand and caught his doubloon. Ricky sighed in disappointment and looked a tad upset.
"Oh no…" Groaned Charles. "This time tomorrow I'm gonna be gone…"
"What makes you say that?" Asked Ricky.
"I can't do the cool game moves and challenge stuff that you can do. I'm a follower, if that…" Mumbled Charles.
"Chin up Charles. You're not voted off so by definition you still have a shot at winning. You've got a girlfriend all by yourself; I see no reason that you can't do a bunch of other cool stuff. It's like Parappa the Rapper says; you just gotta believe." Assured Ricky.
"… Thanks man." Smiled Charles. "Bro fist?"
"Always." Nodded Ricky as he and Charles exchanged a bro fist. "Well guys, see you around."
Ricky approached Chris and took out his Life Idol.
"Ok Chris, smash me." Said Ricky with a sigh as he passed his Life Idol to Chris.
Chris nodded as he picked up his mallet and placed Ricky's Life Idol on the table. He then raised the mallet and bought it down onto the life idol, irreparably shattering it into many pieces.
"Ricky, it's time for you to go." Said Chris.
Ricky nodded and, with one last supportive glance at Charles, Ricky took his leave down the stairs of misery.
After Ricky was gone Chris turned to the rest of the team.
"In the past two eliminations it seems the Chris idol has appeared two times. My advice would be to always have a back-up plan." Stated Chris. "Also, the only idols currently in play are the ones I mentioned at the start of the contest. More will be added in the future, but until then don't try playing a fake of an idol that is not even in the game. Eighteen campers remain … and you guys are outnumbered by the girls; you'd best pick up the slack pronto! You can head back to your camp and get some rest."
The eight remaining guys got to their feet and headed back to the Train of Tragedy so they could get back to their camps. Charles knew he was at a disadvantage now; his best friend was gone and he had no idols … not to mention he had a feeling there had been some kind of foul play at this elimination, but in what way?
(Confessional: Was that at all surprising? I think it was!)
Charles: That should have been a tie breaker, right? Did Ricky have the most votes all along? Or … did Ub vote against him? I'll have to ask Ub when we get back to camp … man; I have a tough night ahead of me…
Larry: Man; that was close. Why would I get votes? … Is it my attitude? … Maybe I should try and be a bit less snappy in the future…
Sampson: I think I defiantly had control tonight I'd have rathered Charles left, but either way a strong alliance is broken and a threat is gone. Maybe hard work does work … somewhat.
Chris stood on the Dock of Shame ready to give the outro to the episode.
"And so after some hardball gameplay from Sampson and a bit of devious voting, it is Ricky who takes the fall. Is Charles doomed? Or does he have a chance at scraping by now that he's not much of a threat? And the drama is heating up on the girl's team; will it be resolved quickly or will it continue on for ages? All I know is that it'll be good for ratings! So, will the guys continue their losing streak? Will Yoko ever grasp the concept of asking a boy out? Will Harvey keep avoiding strategy? Will Kelly do anything devious for the sake of herself and poverty suffering sisters? Will Quadesh and Betilla keep fighting? Will Edith ask Geoff out? And who will be the next person voted out of the game? Find out next time on Total Drama Tweenabet!" Finished Chris grandly.
VOTES
Charles: Larry
Donald: Charles (VOID
Harvey: Donald
Larry: Ricky
Otis: Charles (VOID)
Ricky: Larry
Sampson: Charles (VOID)
Ub: Ricky
Xadrian: Ricky
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Ricky: 3
Larry: 2
Donald: 1
Charles- 3 (VOID)
Strong Squids: Charles, Donald, Harvey, Larry, Otis, Sampson, Ub, Xadrian
Tough Tuna: Betilla, Edith, Gilda, Ivy, Kelly, Penta, Quadesh, Tilly, Yoko, Zanna
Voted Off: Walter, Flynn, Veedle, Mist, Alfie, Joanne, Ned, Ricky
Ricky has taken the fall, maybe earlier than some thought … maybe. I have to admit that Ricky wasn't as noteworthy in the story as I was hoping; he just tended to be 'there' and be a general nice guy. Nothing wrong with that, but I was hoping he could be more. Nevertheless, he played his role pretty well. His role was a supporting protagonist and a 'distraction' from the real winner (like Mist was). He was a key player in Charles's story and was basically a sort of support pillar for him … but now it's time for Charles to continue without his lifelong friend. I tried to make Ricky seem more important than he was by sometimes splitting from an agreed plan and also having him mention marriage problems his parents had been through; not sure if this worked, but if it did then that's good. Like I've said all along, anybody could be voted off at any time.
Next Time: The tweens have a turf war … one involving rocks being hurled to either sides of the field; a large number of rocks is a bad thing! This is vague huh? Tune in next time for some clarification!