Author's Note: Time to see the losers again! Remember them? Ever wonder what happened after they left? Well, here's quick snapshot before we get to the finale.
Rather that show the studio, this time the scene turned to an island resort. Sun shone down on the beaches and the large luxurious building where the 22 losers were staying. A motorboat pulled up to the dock and a pair of teenagers got out. The first was a tall boy with messy golden hair. He wore a white button up jacket over a blue shirt, and green shorts. Next to him came a girl with long red hair, topped with a blue beret. She had a goldenrod vest over a periwinkle shirt and a pair of tan pants.
"Welcome, Uber Drama viewers!" the boy exclaimed. "You've just gone through an epic season of twists, turns, failures, and victories."
"Second only to Uber Drama Island," the girl added. "Which really can't be topped."
"My name is Nile," the boy said.
"And I'm Roquette," the girl introduced.
"And we're last seasons—" Nile began to say.
"Co-winners!" Roquette finished.
Nile sighed and rubbed his forehead.
"We've been through this," Nile said. "You didn't win, I did. You came in second."
"I very well could have won!" Roquette pouted.
"But you didn't," Nile pointed out.
"No one cares about your technicalities," Roquette said, turning back to the audience. "The point is, we're here now to get a look at the 22 contestants who didn't make it this far. We'll be seeing how they've been coping with losing, as well as their thoughts on the final 2."
"That's right," Nile said. "They've all be spending their losing days at this resort, Playa Des Losers. So let's go on in and get this reunion started."
The two entered the building. The first room they came to seemed to be a lounge. There were several seats and couches filling the room, a bookshelf in the back, as well as a pinball machine against a wall. None of these were being used at the moment, though, except for a pair who were sitting on a couch in front of the TV. It was Aubrey and Dewey.
"Hi, guys!" Nile greeted as the two looked up.
"Oh, oh, I know who you are!" Dewey exclaimed excitedly. "Nile and Roquette! Winner and runner-up respectively of Uber Drama Island."
"Uh…good job….what do you want, a medal?" Roquette asked sarcastically.
"Actually, Dewey was known this season for…not really knowing anything about the series," Nile explained.
"I was in over my head for sure," Dewey laughed.
"But Dewey and I have actually started a little project," Aubrey explained. "Chris was kind enough to provide us with DVD copies of the past seasons. I've been getting Dewey into it to see what he's been missing."
"And to realize just how clueless I was," Dewey added with another laugh.
"But now he could actually take you on at a Drama trivia contest," Aubrey said.
"Sounds nerdy," Roquette remarked under her breath.
"I guess you could say that," Dewey said modestly, ignoring Roquette. "I actually started a scrapbook, chronicling all the relationships, eliminations, and other fun facts."
Dewey held up his book to show.
"So, you two, any last words you'd like to say about your time on the show?" Nile asked.
"I'm glad I got the chance to do it," Dewey said. "Wish I had known a little bit more before coming but hey…there's always All-Stars?"
"Hahahaha…no," Roquette laughed. "I'm an All-Star…Nile, regrettably so, is an All-Star…even Aubrey here is…you are not."
"Oh…oh well," Dewey shrugged.
"I as well say I'm glad I got this experience," Aubrey said. "I'll admit there were some…people who will remain nameless, that I could have done without. But overall I got to really test my might, and that's what I wanted."
"And what do you think of the final 2?" Roquette asked. "Love them? Hate them?"
"Well…just going off history, I'd say Jarred has the advantage," Dewey said. "He's clearly the stronger challenge competitor."
Aubrey gave a shrug as she said, "I never really knew Jarred, I'm sure he deserves it. I knew LaBelle…well…she was annoying, but you can't deny that she did something right to allow everyone else to get targeted before her."
"Out of my way, you've been hogging that couch long enough!" Maggie snapped as she entered the room and shooed Dewey and Aubrey out of the way. "I'm missing Wheel of Fortune!"
"Oh…hello, Maggie," Nile said. "Good to see you, too. We were just wondering—"
"Quit your chatter!" Maggie snapped. "I'm in no mood to hear your pointless little blather."
"Yeah, Nile, shut up," Roquette scoffed.
Nile just rolled her eyes at her and continued to move on to the next room. It was a dining room with several tables of food set up. Yvonne was helping herself to a sandwich while Adam came up behind her.
"Yvonne, fancy seeing you here," Adam said as he slid up next to her. "I was waiting for the day you'd come crawling back to me."
"I am not in ze mood to talk," Yvonne hissed without looking at him.
"Yeah, okay, I get it, that whole loser thing has to hurt, especially so close to the end…I mean, I actually thought you would have had it won," Adam continued.
Yvonne dug her nails into the wooden table as she growled, "Stop…talking."
"But hey, now we've got something in common!" Adam said, not hearing her. "You're a loser, I'm a loser. Guess you're not so up above me after all."
Yvonne whirled around and wrapped her hands around Adam's neck.
"If you say vun more vord I vill peel your skin from your body vith my bare hands," she threatened.
"Okay, okay…no need to get testy," Adam said as he backed up.
Nile and Roquette were watching this uneasily.
"I'm not going to be the one to talk to her," Roquette whispered to Nile.
Nile just sighed as he walked up to Yvonne.
"Yvonne, sorry about your loss," Nile said. "Perhaps you could give us some final words though."
"If zhis vas a true test of strength, both inner and outer, I vould have vun easily," Yvonne replied. "But alas, it is not. Yet, I still came incredibly close…I vill never forget zhat feeling of being so close, yet so far."
"Yeah…right that sucks," Nile said. "So what are your thoughts on the final 2?"
"LaBelle is vorthless, absolute garbage," Yvonne scoffed. "She failed at every ashpect of ze game and zat is ironically ze only reason she vas kept in. Jarred has my full support."
Meanwhile, Roquette was talking to Adam.
"So, you came into the game claiming that you knew full-well that you wouldn't win," Roquette said.
"That's right, just wanted to get my gorgeous face on TV," Adam replied. "I wasn't counting on these people being such pushovers, though."
"Tell me about it," Roquette remarked.
"I guess there's some hidden depths in there too…ladies, take note," Adam said, adding a wink to the camera.
"So you're not bitter then?" Roquette asked.
Adam gave a shrug.
"The way I left pissed me off, and looky here, Jarred the guy I warned them about is in the final 2," Adam said. "But whatever, I've already been getting calls from modelling agencies, so that's a win for me."
"So then, who are you supporting of this final 2?" Roquette asked.
"Hard to say," Jarred replied. "Jarred was definitely playing good game…except he was lucky too. Those people should have taken him out so many times, I feel like he relied a lot on the mistakes of others…and then there's LaBelle…she's just one big walking mistake."
"Well, that didn't really answer my question, but whatever," Roquette said as she turned to Nile and they continued to the next room.
They entered the kitchen where new platters of food we're being prepared. Boe and Victor were both hard at work with several meals being prepared at once. Leroy leaned over the edge of the counter eagerly.
"Ooh, ooh…can you make pecan-cinnamon muffins just like my mama used to make?" he asked.
Boe slammed down a platter of muffins with pecans dressing the tops. Leroy clapped his hands and took a bite.
"These are just like mama used to make!" he gasped. "Secret spice and everything!"
Victor returned after dropping off the refills on the platters of food.
"You know, kiddo, you're really getting the hang of this thing," Boe remarked. "You could be a natural."
Victor gave a humble shrug.
"I'm just picking up what you tell me," Victor said.
"An amazingly under-appreciated skill," Boe remarked.
"Hello, guys," Nile said.
"If you're waiting for food, I told you last time, it'll be done when it's freaking done!" Boe spat.
"Whoa, chill pill," Roquette said.
"We're just here to ask you some questions about your time here," Nile explained.
"Oh…of course you are," Boe said.
"Alright, so let's get to it," Roquette said. "You two both found yourselves in the minority for a lot of the game. How did it feel when you were finally eliminated?"
"To be honest, I just stopped caring at that point," Boe said. "These people couldn't handle me and they'd made that perfectly clear. I was ready to check out and leave the reins in Victor's hands."
"Oh, so you're over it then?" Nile asked.
"HELL FREAKING NO!" Boe shouted as she punched her fists into the counter. "I hate every person who voted me out. They'd better hope that they don't even run into me again, because I've still got plenty of harsh words for all of them!"
"And you?" Nile asked Victor.
"I was preparing for my elimination for quite some time," Victor said. "The fact that I even made it that far was surprising to me…but I had a lot riding on this game, and I had a lot of fight in me to go for it."
"That's right," Nile said. "You didn't tell a lot of people on the game, but you've had it rough in life. Now that you're out of the game, what's in store for you?"
"Not really sure," Victor shrugged. "Guess I'll go back to finding a place to stay for another few months, I'm sure after all this I can—"
"The hell you will!" Boe interjected. "You're coming with me when this is all over!"
"I…am?" Victor asked.
"My family has a guestroom that never gets used, and we could use another skilled waiter, I'm sure we could work something out," Boe said.
"That's amazing, thank you!" Victor said as he hugged Boe.
"Well….you know…good help is so hard to come by, that's my motto," Boe replied awkwardly.
"Well, let's leave these two to their love-fest," Roquette said as she turned to leave.
"Hey, I'm here too!" Leroy announced.
"Oh, right…you exist," Roquette sighed dryly. "Fine…final thoughts…yada, yada…all that."
"First of all, I'd like to say that it's been an honour being this season mastermind, and I can't wait to see what spin the editors put on my glorious downfall," Leroy said. "Second, I think—"
"We're kinda on a schedule here," Nile said as he left. "Sorry, take care!"
Roquette and Nile continued along the hall until they came to another room. They stepped out into a gymnasium. Judie and Macy were poised on a set of mats.
"Ready and…run!" Judie said.
Macy took off and ran out along the wall skillfully. Roquette and Nile walked up to Judie.
"Um, hello, Judie," Nile said.
"That's Nighthawk to you!" Judie said. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
"What exactly are you doing?" Roquette asked.
"Isn't it obvious, I'm training my apprentice," Judie said. "She's got potential, I tell you."
Macy performed a flip off of the wall and landed in front of Nile and Roquette.
"Voila!" she exclaimed.
"Nice work, Macy," Nile remarked.
"That's Ravendawn to you!" Macy exclaimed, before giggling, "I came up with my codename myself."
"Oh yeah, she's definitely a keeper," Judie said.
"So, what do the two of you feel about your time on the game?" Roquette asked.
"I was the star, obviously," Judie said while she twirled her hair. "I made this game mind, and left in the most dramatic elimination of the season."
"Wish I could have been there," Macy sighed. "It really sucks that I left early. I would have had so much fun in that merge."
"And what about the final 2?" Nile asked. "Who'd you like to see win?"
"Well, LaBelle was my partner…but she did betray me, which is huge deal-breaker for me," Judie said, "So…I hope something malfunctions and falls on her and breaks her ribs and she has to spend the rest of her life in a hospital."
"Don't forget Jarred, he voted me out too," Macy added.
"Oh please, I couldn't wish anything less than a long and painful death on him," Judie said.
"Okay…I'm ready to find someone else to talk to now…who isn't a sociopath," Roquette said to Nile.
The two exited and came to a beach. Rich and Giselle were sitting together in a pair of beach chairs as they drank from coconuts.
"Rich, Giselle, nice to see you two," Nile greeted.
"Oh, cool, you guys are like celebrities!" Rich exclaimed.
"Well, I have been for quite some time," Nile said proudly. "Roquette…I guess she's got 15 minutes of fame."
"Your jealousy is showing," Roquette scoffed. "Anyways, Rich, you were another player who got really close to the end, but fell short. What is your reaction?"
"Honestly, I'm not bitter," Rich said. "Sure, I would have loved to win, but I had a good run. And I finally got to be reunited with Giselle all this time."
"Yes, is good to see friend again…no game now…just friends," Giselle said. "While I…sad that…not winning…I am happy to see…also."
"So, you're not mad about him eliminating you?" Nile asked.
"No…I try mad…it not work…impossible to hate him…good friends again," Giselle explained.
"It sure was a weight off my back to get to hear her say that when I got here," Rich said. "I can't say sorry enough—"
"No…no sorry," Giselle said as held her finger to his mouth.
Roquette and Nile walked further down the beach to where Todd and Douglas were kicking a ball between them. Suddenly Todd kicked the ball a little too hard and it soared right past Douglas and crashed into Kendell who was sitting in a nearby suit. Both Todd and Douglas cringed in fear. Douglas tiptoed up to her tentatively.
"Uh…sorry?" he said barely audibly.
"…It's…okay," Kendell said as she handed the ball back. "Accidents happen."
"Uh…you're not mad?" Douglas asked. "You're not going to call me mean names?"
"No…" Kendell replied. "I'm done with being mean. It's time for me to go back to taking all my anger and bottling it up where it won't be any bother to anyone."
She gave an eerie smile.
"Works for me!" Douglas exclaimed.
"Hi, guys," Nile said as he approached the group. "Mind talking to us a bit about the game?"
"Sure thing," Douglas said.
"Let's start with Mr. Epic Fail himself," Roquette said.
Todd and Douglas both glanced at each other.
"I was referring to Todd," Roquette said. "I see Destiny has some competition for most challenge losses."
"I don't know where I went wrong," Todd said in deep thought. "Maybe I was subconsciously trying to give everyone a better chance…"
"Or maybe you just suck," Roquette said. "You also refused to strategize…what was with that?"
"I'm not really the brightest," Todd admitted. "Any strategies that I tried would probably just make things worse for me. Besides, LaBelle and Jarred may have gotten to the end…but right now, there's no strategy to save them, it all comes down to the battle of the strongest."
"So, are you on Team Jarred then?" Nile asked.
"I don't see any reason supporting someone who's inevitably going to lose," Todd said.
"Which would explain why you have zero fans," Roquette retorted. "Now, moving on…Wannabe Douglas. Do you think your game was worthy of Duncan?"
"Well, I couldn't reach his usual placement," Douglas said sadly. "But I can't expect to be as good as him…he's a legend!"
"You know, I also won a season," Nile said, "And technically my record is a perfect first place…so if you ever wanted to try being a Nile fanboy…the door is always open."
"Ignore him," Roquette said. "Anyways, who are you supporting in the final 2?"
"Definitely Jarred…LaBelle was nothing but a handful, I'd still be in the game if it weren't for her," Douglas said.
Roquette and Nile then moved up to Kendell.
"Hello," Kendell greeted them.
"So we've got the nice girl pretending to be mean…and the mean girl who pretended to be nice," Nile declared as he looked between Kendell and Roquette.
"Your powers of deduction make it no mystery how you won last season," Roquette said dryly. "So, Kendell, do you think playing the bad girl hurt your chances?"
"It could have," Kendell said. "But look around you…Dewey was nice…Amanda was nice…Kevin was nice…did it pay off for them? Not really…I could have played pleasant and still ended up exactly the same. This way, I at least got to have a little fun."
"What are your thoughts on the final 2?" Nile asked.
"Jarred sucks, that's all there is to it," Kendell said flatly. "The fact that he very well could have gone home when I did shows that. LaBelle may not be perfect, but you have to admit, she was very rarely in a position where he game relied on a single factor. Her game was solid and I think she deserve that win."
"Alright, thanks," Roquette said, "Good luck with all your…anger management issues."
Roquette and Nile moved up to a flight of stairs and entered the second story of the building. They entered a bedroom where Kevin and Mona were both sitting in a meditative position. Kevin cracked an eye open and saw them enter. He mimed a shh symbol and pointed up to a sign that said "Ninja Training Session In-Progress."
"Oh, Kevin," Mona said as she broke her trance. "I have another question, can my ninja suit be blue actually? It reminds me of the sky."
Kevin gave a brief look of annoyance, but it soon passed for a smile.
"A ninja is meant to be hidden," Kevin explained. "How would you camouflage if you were wearing blue?"
"Well, perhaps I could be an aqua-ninja," Mona suggested. "I hear there's been quite the scuffle between Ninja and Pirates…it really does seem like the Ninjas would be better off moving to a marine division."
"Sure…we can look into that," Kevin said.
"Can we speak now?" Nile asked.
"Go ahead," Kevin said.
"Well, the two of you were certainly an interesting duo," Nile said. "Mona, who barely knew the meaning of the word 'strategy' yet still got herself to the final 7…and apparently was dangerous enough to warrant the use of a Diamond Marshmallow to take her out…"
"And then we've got Kevin who for some reason thought it was a good idea to remain silent," Roquette finished. "Seriously, what were you expecting with that? Did you really see that working out?"
"Sometimes it only takes one slip of a tongue to end your game," Kevin said with a shrug. "Sometimes silence is best."
"Uh-huh, well good job on 13th place if that's what you were aiming for," Roquette said.
"To be fair, I don't believe that it was my undoing," Kevin said. "Underestimating Yvonne was what got me into such a tough position…one that I unfortunately could not overcome."
"And now Mona, you faced off against quite some heavy odds," Nile said. "What was going through your head back on Team Kiddie when it looked like you could go home."
"It was quite disappointing," Mona said, "but I hold no ill-will to anyone, I've always placed my faith in the greater powers, and as you saw, I was given a second chance."
"Now in the merge, you were called both a floater and an under the radar threat," Nile said. "Which do you feel is more accurate?"
"I'd hardly call myself a threat, that sounds like such a nasty term," Mona said. "But then floating…as fun as that would me…I don't believe I've mastered that skill yet."
"That wasn't quite—" Nile tried to say.
"You're not going to get through to her," Roquette said.
"Anyways, you two, what are your thoughts on the final 2?" Nile asked.
"I've got nothing against Jarred," Kevin said. "He did vote me out, but it was the smart move for him. And I never met LaBelle, so I can't judge her."
"LaBelle could be a bit of a…problem at times," Mona remarked. "She did love to cause disaster…I don't foresee it going well for her at the end."
"Well, we'll leave you to your…ninja training," Nile said while exiting.
The two walked down the hall further.
"Hey, I think someone is in this closet," Roquette said as she paused.
She opened the door to reveal a small room filled with posters and photos of LaBelle, statues of LaBelle made from clay, food, and…other substances that couldn't even be described. In the middle of the room, Xavier was hugging on the statues desperately.
"Yes…yes…my precious queen, LaBelle…you will win…you will slay those that are unworthy! You will get your rightful placement…yes, yes, yes…" he hissed madly.
"I'm thinking we just keep walking," Roquette said.
"Agreed," Nile replied.
The two entered a larger room at the end of the hallway. Several sheets of paper covered in notes and designs were strewn around the walls. Norissa and Buster stood side by side with a notepad in each hand. The Professor stood in the middle of the room. Norissa turned to see Nile and Roquette enter.
"Ah, you're just in time to witness my experiment," Norissa said. "My assistant and I have been conducting extensive research since arriving here."
"I really do feel as the one with the lower IQ should be the assistant," Buster remarked.
"This is my experiment so therefore I am the scientist and you are the assistant!" Norissa declared.
"So, what exactly is this experiment?" Nile asked.
"Evidently, it's me," The Professor answered.
"Yes, I am seeking to prove once and for all the logic behind…um…Steven," Norissa said. "Okay, let's get started…assistant, open that closet."
Buster rolled his eyes before opening a wardrobe.
"As you can see, it is a simple wardrobe, three walls, only one way in or out, correct?" Norissa said.
"That is correct," Buster said dryly.
Norissa glanced at The Professor.
"Well, absolutely," The Professor laughed.
"So, Steven, if I asked you to step through this wardrobe, and come back out through that door, you're saying you could do it?" Norissa asked.
"Your wish is my command," The Professor said as he stepped into the wardrobe.
Buster closed the door, and no sooner had he done so when The Professor stepped through the same door that Roquette and Nile had used to enter.
"But…uh…what?" Norissa gasped looking at her notes. "You're supposed to be in the wardrobe?"
"I am in the wardrobe," The Professor said as he exited the closet.
Norissa turned to see that The Professor who had been standing next to her was now where to be seen. She threw her notes into the air helplessly.
"Well…this is all very fascinating," Roquette said. "But we've got some questions for you to answer."
"Sure, anything to take my mind off this dilemma," Norissa said.
"So, all of you left in the premerge," Nile said. "Do you feel that you could have had more impact on the game if you had stayed in?"
"Absolutely," Buster answered. "I would not have played such an idiotic game as most of these people. I would have actually brought some intelligent gameplay!"
"To be honest, I'm actually not sure what would have happened if I stayed," Norissa said. "Judie was clearly on the warpath against me…Leroy too, but he wasn't exactly scary. I'd probably have an uphill battle."
"Your question is actually irrelevant," Leroy said. "I am a first-boot character, it is in my design, had I not left first, I would not be The Professor."
Roquette gave an awkward shrug towards Nile.
"Okay, well, who do you think is going to win the final 2?" Nile asked.
"I'm actually supporting LaBelle," Buster said. "I have no respect for people who rely on brawns and challenges to get to where they did, she at least used her brains."
"Except she won the final challenge and Jarred didn't yet he still got there," Norissa pointed out.
"Yes, and that challenge had her use her brain," Buster declared.
"What about you?" Roquette asked The Professor.
"Well, you know, I think you're actually asking the wrong question," The Professor declared. "It's not 'Who will win the season?' It's 'Which universe are we in?'"
"Uh, what?" Roquette asked.
"Well, if it's anything like Uber Drama Island, we'll be seeing two universes," The Professor explained. "One where LaBelle wins and one where Jarred wins."
"Wait so…you're saying there's a universe where I won?" Roquette asked.
"That's exactly what I'm saying," The Professor replied.
"I knew it!" Roquette exclaimed. "That does it, I am officially changing my title to co-winner!"
"Whatever," Nile said as he rolled his eyes. "Well, thanks guys, that's all we came for, guess we'll head out on our way."
The two left the resort and walked back to their motorboat.
"Well, that was fun," Nile said.
"Whatever you say," Roquette scoffed.
"Was that everyone? I can't help but feel like we missed someone," Nile said.
"Who cares?" Roquette said.
"Well, I for care," Amanda said as she walked past the two of them. "And I suppose there would at least be a number of viewers who care. I must say, I'd be surprised if I went through this show without a single fan. Although, then there are the fans who just like seeing all 22 losers and would throw a hissyfit if they only got 21."
"Oh right…her," Roquette said.
"So, Amanda…what did you make of your stay on the game?" Nile asked.
"Well…first I arrived…and then I got on a tribe…and then we won the first challenge…and then we won the second challenge…but then we lost third challenge," Amanda went on to list.
Roquette mimed hanging herself in boredom.
"Uh…that's great," Nile said. "And what do you make of the final 2?"
"Let's see…Jarred is tall and muscular, he's got brown hair with a purple streak and a leather jacket," Amanda described. "And LaBelle's the one with fiery red hair and a vest and a little hat—"
"Okay, we're outta here," Roquette said as she dragged Nile into the motorboat. "I've spent long enough here, I don't want to catch 'Loser' from any of them."
"Well, looks like we're done here, folks," Nile said as he turned to the camera. "Hope you enjoyed seeing some of your favorites again. Be sure to tune in next time, though, it all comes down to this final duel. LaBelle vs Jarred…one of them will be crowned the winner…so be there for the finale of…Uber…Drama…Action!"
Author's Note: And that's all! See you for the finale, whenever I get to that...it'll be epic!