The Tenth Gilded Chris Award Ceremony

"Castmates, the viewers have cast in their votes and made their decision." Chris declared in the usual manner.

Madison, Violet, Mark, and John all sat in the bleachers facing the stage. On the stage were Chris and Cameraman Hatchet, once again wearing the purple dress. In his arms, Cameraman held three Gilded Chris Awards.

"One of you has been chosen, and in a total landslide, I might add. Boy, oh boy, practically every single viewer voted this castmate off!"

Violet glanced at Madison, who quickly looked away.

"And, quite frankly, it's not that much of a shocker, so I'll just give it to you briefly and sweetly. The GC Awards go to Mark, John, and…"

As the boys caught their Awards, Violet sat calmly, awaiting the final Award.

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Violet caught the small statuette as it was thrown to her.

"Madison? It's time for you to get your unwanted butt off this sho-."

"FINE!!! I DON'T CARE ANYWAY!!!!!!" Madison exploded. "I would've preferred to be voted off at this point anyway!" She added. "If I hadn't, then I'd be the last female contestant on the show! Heck, I'd be the last female character on the show! Then I'd be surrounded by boys!"

"HEY!" Chris, Mark, John, and Cameraman all simultaneously exclaimed.

Madison ignored them and turned to Violet. "Violet, good luck. You're gonna need it, now that you're completely surrounded by neanderthals!"

Before Madison could leave, Mark and John both threw their Awards at her.

"Ow, ow! HEY!!!" Madison roared.

"You'd better watch what you say next time, sexist!" Mark roared.

"Yeah!" John agreed.

Madison was completely taken aback by this. She had said something that actually got Mark mad at her. And boy, for an optimist and friendly, outgoing guy, he looked more vicious than ever when he was angry. His fists were clenched, and his teeth were barred ferociously.

Madison took a step back. "Uh…heh, heh. I'm just gonna…you know…go…"

Madison then turned and dashed towards the Limo of Losers, actually eager to climb inside and speed off into the night.

Chris, fists also clenched, glared after her as she drove off, before he quickly shook it off and looked at the camera.

"Well, that concludes yet another exciting, yet not too shocking, Gilded Chris Award Ceremony. Tune in next time for more of your three favorite castmates! MacLean out."

Meanwhile...

As The Tenth Gilded Chris Award Ceremony was unfolding, a certain ex-chef/intern/cameraman Hatchet was watching the entire thing on a monitor. He had been sitting in the Control Tent on "time-out" as punishment for his stunts. And what he saw on the monitors, ever since the beginning of the boys' skit, did NOTplease him.

"So…those boys think that they can sell me out, eh?" He muttered. "They went and won this challenge by trashing me…on national television! If that's their way of saying that the deal's off, then FINE!" He turned to the cameraman in the tent (whose job was to watch him while serving his punishment; he had wisely kept his distance, though), and spoke into the camera. " 'Cause I don't need those punks help! I'm perfectly capable of getting my job back on my own! And I will. Oh, how I will. And no one, NO ONE, is gonna stop me!"