Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama. I do however own all the OC's in this story unless I say otherwise. The character of Lightning belongs to Fresh TV.
Note: Hey guys, time for a new chapter! Sorry for the slight wait, but I was lacking inspiration so I ended up working on Brains VS Brawns and Tween Tour. I'm not sure if I'll get loads done or little done since I have some papers I need to write for University. This episode is three parts long, so the elimination is not in this chapter. That said, have fun trying to guess who the first merge boot will be. Enough of me talking, on with the chapter!
Pain is on the horizon…
The tweens were, for the most part, happy that they had visitors from home. It would give them some relief from the game and a bit of much needed comfort and relaxation. Quadesh was feeling very happy about this turn of events and was currently chattering with her daddy about how the show had been going with her so far.
"It's been wonderful so far; I've actually made some friends and I'm really doing very good in the contest." Said Quadesh cheerfully. "It's been a wonderful summer so far; thanks so much for letting me send in an audition."
"You're welcome Quadesh; I'm glad you're having such a good time. You did have a bit of a rough start, but it's nice to see that everything is working out for you at the moment." Smiled Mr. Rustflower. "So, who are your best friends of those who are left?"
"I get along really well with Kelly and Tilly, and I'm quite civil with Donald and Penta most of the time. Mist was my best friend, but sadly she was voted out quite a while ago." Explained Quadesh. "I really want to find out who voted for her … I know Harvey did, and he's gone … but who was the other person? Daddy, do you know?"
"I do, but I'm not allowed to tell you." Said Mr. Rustflower apologetically. "I know it hurts to be unable to 'properly' avenge your friend, but Quadesh my dear, it isn't healthy to focus on revenge."
"I know, but it feels good to get back at the people who eliminated my friend." Sighed Quadesh. "I'm not letting it go … but I've got to the merge and now you're here to visit … I should be smiling, not focusing on the negatives."
"That's my girl." Smiled Mr. Rustflower. "It's always good to look at the bright side of things. And, is it just me, or do you have a little bit of a crush on the boy with the red and black hair?"
Quadesh blushed as red as a cherry.
"It's just a harmless attraction." Stammered Quadesh in embarrassment. "I just think he's cute, that's all…"
"Why don't you ask him out?" Suggested Mr, Rustflower. "He'd be a fine son in law."
"Daddy! You're embarrassing me!" Exclaimed Quadesh. "It wouldn't work out anyway; we're too different. I mean, have you seen how he acts? He's crazy! … And yet so cool. No, I'd rather watch from afar and focus on winning the contest."
"Well, if you're sure." Smiled Mr. Rustflower in a fatherly way. "So tell me Quadesh, what was it like camping in the woods?"
"Oh, where to begin?" Said Quadesh dramatically.
(Confessional: Father and daughter.)
Quadesh: Daddy is so embarrassing and so silly sometimes … and yet I love him so much and I'm glad he's here. I've really missed him.
Kelly and her sister Koral were both sitting in the branches of a tree in the forest. They had not wanted to be overheard and thus they had decided to go somewhere that they would be unable to be spied on as well as somewhere that they would be able to see people coming at them.
"I'm very impressed with you Kelly; you've been able to be devious and manipulative a lot better than I expected; if you keep this up then we might be able to get our lives back on track." Grinned Koral.
"Thanks Koral, but I don't like being the villain." Admitted Kelly. "I mean, I'll make friends and stab them in the back any time if it means winning, and I'll tells any lie I have to … but it doesn't mean I'm enjoying it. I guess it really shows I care about family a lot more than friendships, huh?"
"I understand how you feel Kelly, but you're on a mission; don't forget, you're a hero to us back home." Assured Koral gently. "You do anything you have to in order to get by Kelly; that's the way things are since life has been hard on us. If you want my advice, I'd recommend making use of the idols, and make sure to remind everyone you're not a challenge threat."
"Will do." Nodded Kelly. "Also, Penta is gunning for me since I betrayed her and Yoko … should I try and eliminate her?"
"It'd be a good idea to get rid of a challenge threat … but then again, she'd be a good person to have on your side since if you get her you also get Larry and Xadrian. You know … maybe you should tell her why you are being devious. At the very least she might get off your back." Suggested Koral.
"… I'll consider it. I wouldn't want to guilt somebody into helping me … but it's looking like I may not have a choice." Sighed Kelly. "Well, you know best. At the moment I'm thinking of perhaps getting Edith voted out … but how should I do that? I'm not framing her since that's too wrong … guess I'll be using idols and my words."
"Sometimes our word is our best weapon." Agreed Koral. "Also, you seem to be quite friendly with Xadrian … is something going on between you two?"
"Nope. We just have a 'pact', nothing more. I want to help him and thus help myself, but I'll vote him out if I have to. He's even poorer than us and he's not as devious as me, so…" Said Kelly as she trailed off. "Hopefully things will all work out; I'd like some good food on the table for once, like pizza."
"If you win, we can have all the pizza we want." Assured Koral.
"Don't worry, I plan to win … no matter what." Promised Kelly.
(Confessional: Scheming sisters!)
Kelly: There are some very good people in this show, but whether they are good or bad I shall beat them all. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, and I have four sisters counting on me. I'm going all the way!
Donald and his brother Matthias were sitting on a large rock looking out at the waves of the sea.
"So, how has island life been treating you?" Asked Matthias curiously. "Watching you on TV can only tell me so much."
"For the most part it's not really that bad; if anything it's a pleasant contrast to Mansion life back home." Admitted Donald. "That said, I do have to be on the alert at all times in case that monster tries to attack me."
"Yeah, I'm still confused about how that monster is able to exist." Frowned Matthias. "Mother is really worried for you; expect to be smothered in hugs and kisses as soon as you enter the front door of the mansion when you return home."
"Thanks for the warning. Yoko protected me when she was here, but since she's gone I'm gonna have to protect myself. I think I'll sleep in a tree so that it can't sneak up on me without waking me up first." Winced Donald.
"It's kinda funny that your girlfriend is your bodyguard, and yet it somehow fits you." Chuckled Matthias.
"Is that an insult?" Frowned Donald. "In fact, it's not important. I'd like to ask, what do you think of how I've done so far?"
"You've been playing pretty well. Mother and Father were concerned that you were trying to be the villain, but I think you've done really well. The way you eliminated Gilda, saved your girl and played everyone was really impressive. Nice job little bro." Said Matthias with an approving nod. "Where are you gonna go from here?"
"I'm not sure exactly, but I'll keep myself and my friends safe. Since Yoko isn't here, I'm going back to my original plan of it being me and Otis in the finals. I'm not sure who I'll vote out next … I guess I'll let the cards fall where they may. If the others have a good idea then I'll probably go along with it." Stated Donald.
"I can't say anything that could give you an unfair advantage … but if you want my advice, I'd say go for people who are strong or untrustworthy first." Suggested Matthias.
"I'll try, but with so many idols in the game things are never simple…" Lamented Donald. "I'm just glad Chris warned us about how the Katie and Sadie idols will get the loser hurled out of a catapult, it'd be a nasty surprise if we didn't know about it in advance…"
"Speaking of which, I have to warn you about something that's gonna happen when you get back home." Cautioned Matthias.
"What is it, dare I ask?" Winced Donald.
"… Now that you have a lady, Mother and Father have decided that when you come home they will sit you down and talk to you about the dangers of sex and underage lust. I feel your pain bro." Said Matthias while sympathetically patted Donald on the back.
"… Aw crap." Groaned Donald. "This is gonna make things so awkward the next time I see Yoko; is her Grandmaster gonna talk to her about this stuff?! Does she even know what sex is?! Oh bugger…"
"On the plus side, it'll be great for family bonding." Teased Matthias.
"… I swear, you're worse than Otis sometimes." Said Donald flatly.
(Confessional: Nobody can match Otis at being inappropriate and crass!)
Donald: I love my family; in fact, family honour is a seriously important principle to me … but talking about that kind of thing is a conversation I really am not looking forward to. (Donald groans). Believe me, Yoko and me have a very PG graded relationship so there's no need for this conversation!
Otis sighed; originally he had thought having his principle visit would be funny since the uptight man would be unable to punish him for anything due to school being out, but so far it was just annoying due to how much the old coot was nagging him.
"You may not be in school at the moment, but it does not mean rules are suspended; you need to behave yourself more than you do. Rules are made to protect us, and you'd do well to remember that." Lectured Principle Miller. "The way you treat this contest as a joke is rather disheartening when it is such a great opportunity, and I do not much approve of how you tease and torment that Sampson boy."
"Why? Because he's smart? Look dude, its summer vacation. The definition of it is practically 'anything goes'. This show is like an all-expenses paid vacation." Said Otis indifferently.
"But it is not a vacation. It is a very serious game where it pays to play smart and plan things out. You must not care about winning if you are paying so little mind to strategy and planning." Continued Principle Miller.
"That IS my strategy; act stupid and nuts and thus be a waste of a vote." Said Otis in annoyance. "I've made it to the top twelve and I've outranked several power players, so clearly your argument is invalid."
"Be that as it may, most of the kids left are serious competitors. Do you really think you'll stand a chance against them if you fool around and chase butterflies? You need to analyse them and act accordingly based on what they do and say. And maybe even keep a chart of who is allied with who." Suggested Principle Miller.
"Remember how things have been since I started attending your school? I do something crazy, I go to your office, I tune you out while you lecture me and then I leave. Can we just skip to the part where you let me go?" Frowned Otis. "I was hoping to talk to Edith's mum."
"… Dare I ask why?" Inquired Principle Miller.
"She's hot." Shrugged Otis. "Nothing wrong with looking, lots of boys do that."
"I know, I was your age once." Stated Principle Miller. "But you would do well to listen to me. If you don't pay more attention and focus on the game you will lose. I mean, you're already not exactly a star student so I don't see much in your future if you don't heed my advice."
"Who cares about school?" Exclaimed Otis. "I'm just gonna travel the world and live like a nomad, maybe stir up some action while I'm at it like becoming a vigilante."
"You have no maturity, no future and no prospects; you've only gotten so far out of pure dumb luck, the dumb part proven by your report card." Scowled Principle Miller. "Why did I even come out here to visit you?"
"Don't tell me how to live my life." Growled Otis.
"I say the following sentence for your own good." Said Principle Miller calmly. "What do you think your parents would say about your horrid behaviour and lack of care for the consequences of your actions?"
Otis stopped and turned to glare at Principle Miller.
"Shut. Up." Hissed Otis in a somewhat scary voice. "Your job is to sit behind a desk and whine at students who make things fun, not to be an asshole!"
"Otis! Language!" Exclaimed Principle Miller.
"Get lost!" Scowled Otis as he stalked off. "And don't follow me! I don't want you bugging me and I might throw a coconut at your ugly head."
Otis stormed off into the forest and Principle Miller sighed.
"I do worry about that boy; he has such potential, but he refuses to use it due to his own inability to cope with his own problems." Sighed Principle Miller. "I should write a well worded letter to his residence."
(Confessional: Not as lulzy as one might expect…)
Otis: Sorry about that folks; it's just that good ol' Mad Miller can be an annoying git sometimes. I'm all better now. You know, maybe I should just bunk off school full time when I get back to my normal life; I suck at it anyway and I certainly don't enjoy it. Life is about fun, not facts and figures! Insert funny comment here.
Lightning jogged along the beach looking left and right.
"Hmm, sha-where did that sha-tubby kid go?" Pondered Lightning. "Oh well, I'll sha-find him; nobody can hide from the sha-Lightning!"
Lightning jogged off down the beach; as he did so Sampson peered out from behind a large rock.
"I am not spending my time hanging out with that annoying non-sentient creature." Said Sampson in determination.
(Confessional: Evasive action!)
Lightning: Is Sampson sha-trying to avoid the Lighting? Nah, he probably sha-thinks he ain't good enough to be sha-near me … it's true, but I'll give him temporary sha-permission if he sha-asks.
Larry and Penta were currently undergoing an important part of any relationship … meeting the parents. Penta and Mrs. Chen were hitting it off rather well while Mr. Polestar stood off to the side silently listening to the conversation.
"So Larry, how often will Penta be visiting us after the show?" Asked Mrs. Chen. "With you two being the age you are, dates and hang outs are to be expected."
"Well, it depends on how often Penta wants to visit and if it is convenient for her family. I wouldn't adverse her coming over, but I'm not gonna expect her to be there every day … though it would be nice." Said Larry with a faint blush.
"And maybe you can visit me too." Added Penta cheerfully.
"Would I be allowed to?" Asked Larry.
"Sure, I don't see anything wrong with you coming over and snuggling with me on the sofa; it'll be fun." Assured Penta.
"Penta … your dad is right there…" Gulped Larry.
"I know, and that reminds me, he wanted to speak with you about something." Recalled Penta.
"That is right; I would like to speak to Larry about … important things. Perhaps we should talk in the woods where we don't be … overheard." Suggested Mr. Polestar.
"… You're the boss." Winced Larry.
"Have fun bonding with my dad; I'm sure you two will get along great." Said Penta sweetly.
"… Yeah, hopefully." Said Larry as he followed after Penta's dad.
After Larry and Mr. Polestar were gone Mrs. Chen spoke up.
"So, since you're my son's girlfriend … maybe we should get to know each other? After all, we're gonna be in-laws one day." Teased Mrs. Chen.
Penta looked very embarrassed and stammered a bit whilst blushing a shade of red.
"Err, we're not gonna … well maybe one day … I mean, no, we're ... umm … that is … we're just kids and, err … I don't know!" Exclaimed Penta whilst wishing she could evaporate.
"Don't worry, I was just teasing you." Assured Mrs. Chen gently. "So, what is it about my son that makes you like him so much?"
"Oh, where do I begin?" Swooned Penta.
(Confessional: Nothing is as fun as teasing your future daughter-in-law!)
Penta: After some initial embarrassment me and Mrs. Chen really started to hit it off and get along. I'm so glad one of Larry's family members already likes me!
Larry: … Why did I postpone writing my will?
Charles and Ted were hanging out by the shelter; Ted was pacing in front of Charles while the geeky tween was sitting down in the shelter.
"So, surprised that I outranked Ricky?" Asked Charles.
"Surprised and very impressed." Replied Ted. "Me and the others originally figured that you'd follow Ricky all game, but ever since he left you've been dominating! Well, sort of. You still have your nerves to work on."
"I'm trying…" Said Charles apologetically.
"Don't worry about it, it might make people not view you as a threat." Assured Ted.
".. Amazingly, that didn't help me feel better." Said Charles flatly. "But thanks all the same. And just think, it might not be much longer until I'm rich."
"Indeed! Me and the boys have been thinking of what to do with the money if, no … when you win. I suggest we buy a monster truck; that'll definitely impress our girlfriends … of course, I'd take Suki out for a ride first." Decided Ted.
"Since I'd be the one paying I should be the one to take my girlfriend for a ride first." Said Charles firmly, before adding. "Assuming I even want to buy a monster truck."
"What guy wouldn't?" Asked Ted.
"A guy who cares for the environment, maybe?" Ventured Charles.
"Yeah, well … can you at least buy tickets for the ten of us to go on holiday to Hawaii?" Begged Ted.
"Ten? There are only five of us in the group." Stated Charles. "I know you're not great at math, but that's bad even for you dude."
"I meant it'd be the five of us and our girlfriends." Explained Ted. "Suki looks so cute in her swimwear and I am not missing out on building a sandcastle with her and making her my queen!"
"… I'll think about it." Chuckled Charles.
"By the way, good job on getting a girlfriend; I think you and Zanna are a great match with each other." Said Ted approvingly. "I always knew you had it in you."
"Thanks man, it means a lot to hear that. Zanna was always in the top 3 cutest girls since day one and over time … she's become the cutest bar none." Giggled Charles.
"What rank was she on day one?" Asked ted in genuine curiosity.
"Second." Stated Charles.
"Who was first?" Inquired Ted.
"Penta." Admitted Charles in embarrassment. "I quickly hit it off with Zanna and things worked out as they should have so it never amounted to anything."
"Fair enough. You lucked out man, Zanna is a very sweet girl … of course, Suki is the only girl for me and she knows it." Chuckled Ted. "Still, you are right, Penta is quite pretty."
"That she is … wait, what am I saying?" Exclaimed Charles.
"That Penta is pretty?" Guessed Ted.
"I can't say things like that, I have a girlfriend now!" Mumbled Charles. "I refuse to be tempted by her sweet smile or her hypnotically pretty eyes … oh crud…"
"Let's talk about something else, like how big the monster truck we're going to buy will be?" Suggested Ted.
"… Sure." Agreed Charles while feeling rather shaky all of a sudden.
(Confessional: Breakdown in three … two … one…)
Charles: What the heck am I doing? I am not allowed to think Penta is pretty while I am going out with Zanna; it's basically cheating and adultery and both those things are bad! Maybe if I keep a little distance from Penta and constantly think about Zanna then I can stop this problem before it even starts … I hope nobody finds out about this, especially not Zanna … wait, she's not watching this, is she?!
Edith was on a different part of the beach sitting next to her mother; Mrs. Reed had bought her daughter some candy which Edith was happily munching on. As Edith ate her candy her mother was talking to her about how things had been going back home.
"Ever since you left for the show and the episodes started airing me and your dad have been getting a lot of business at the sweet shop; all the kids and their parents want to have bought candy from the family store of the 'local celebrity'." Smiled Mrs. Reed.
"I'm a celebrity?" Said Edith in surprise.
"Indeed; kids want your autograph and some requested guided tours of the house … we didn't let them in your bedroom." Assured Mrs. Reed. "But it seems you've got a bit of a fan-base, and several boys have dropped by to give us presents to hold onto for you, like expensive sweets and self-made teddy bears … and some presents you'd definitely rather not know about."
"That sounds ominous." Gulped Edith. "But if it means we'll get more business and maybe enough profit to expand the shop … then I guess I can be your poster girl."
"Ne need for that, we wouldn't expect you to do such a big thing. Nope, you're doing enough wearing the chocolate bar suit outside the shop." Assured Mrs. Reed.
"Unwillingly I assure you." Chuckled Edith. "So … are you proud of how I've done so far?"
"You've played well so far; there have been bumps along the way but me and your dad are proud of you." Smiled Mrs. Reed before adding. "Well, for the most part."
"… Is this about the thing with me pretending to be Ivy's girlfriend?" Asked Edith nervously.
"Yes, it is." Said Mrs. Reed firmly. "It is not right to pretend to be in love with somebody; how do you think Ivy would have felt if she had found it out without you coming clean?"
"I know mum, I'm sorry … it's just that I really didn't know what to do. I thought I was doing the right thing, but I only made things worse." Sighed Edith apologetically. "I was afraid that Ivy would resort to hurting herself due to sadness and … well … I messed up."
"I know how you feel my little snowflake. Sometimes in life there are choices we must make where there is no happy outcome; it's sad, but it's something we must all come to terms with." Said Mrs. Reed in a gentle and comforting way. "But you knew it wouldn't last long didn't you?"
"… I guess so. But lately Otis is helping me to be less uptight and become more outgoing and less of a rule follower … I'm definitely feeling happier and less stressed." Admitted Edith.
"Well, have fun … but don't become too wild." Chuckled Mrs. Reed. "So … what date is the wedding?"
"Huh, what do you mean mum?" Asked Edith while looking confused.
"You and Geoff; what day are you getting married?" Teased Mrs. Reed.
"MUM!" Explained Edith while turning bright red from embarrassment. "That's embarrassing!"
"You make it too easy." Giggled Mrs. Reed. "Oh come on, don't look at me like that; let your mum have her fun."
"It's not fun for me." Pouted Edith.
(Confessional: It is for the readers though!)
Edith: I'm very close to my mum … but she really can be a bit much sometimes; was that last remark really necessary? (Edith groans).
Mr. Polestar led Larry out into a quiet area in the woods; once they had reached their destination Mr. Polestar turned to Larry and silently looked him up and down in an almost appraising way.
"Larry, do you know why I bought you out here?" Asked Mr. Polestar.
"So that there would be no witnesses?" Asked Larry while trying to keep a straight face.
"One would think so, but no. I just want to discuss with you the relationship you have with my daughter. She is my only child and I want her to be happy … and also safe. I'm not one hundred percent sure you are the right boy for my little angel." Said Mr. Polestar firmly.
"But Mr. Polestar, I do like her a lot. Believe me, it's a huge thing for me to be as close to somebody as I am with Penta; normally I'm really sour, but around Penta I actually make an effort to be nicer." Insisted Larry.
"Ok then … prove to me that you genuinely like her and aren't just having a 'summer fling'. I do not want my daughter having her heart broken." Warned Mr. Polestar.
"Summer fling? Dude! I would never toss Penta, or any girl, away as though she were a used tissue! Penta is special; she's really beautiful … I take it she gets her looks from her mother?" Guessed Larry.
"Complimenting my wife won't help you." Said Mr. Polestar flatly.
"Worth a try." Shrugged Larry. "Look, I don't know how to prove to you I'm not toying with Penta; all I know is that she brings out a nicer side of me that I didn't know existed and she is one of the most tough, strong willed and kind hearted girls I have ever known. It'd be impossible for me to prove it in a day … but give me a chance and I'll prove to you over time I care about your daughter. And if you try to break us up … well … Penta will not be happy with you, and you know it."
Mr. Polestar raised an eyebrow.
"Nobody has ever spoken to be like that before. You've got guts…" Said Mr. Polestar slowly.
Larry gulped as Mr. Polestar approached him.
"… And in the Polestar family, we need guts. Maybe … just maybe … you might be a boy worthy of my daughter, maybe." Said Mr. Polestar as he held out a hand for a shake. "Welcome to the Polestar family."
Larry was silent for a moment before he accepted the handshake.
"Treat my daughter well; I will know if you make her cry." Cautioned Mr. Polestar darkly.
"… Yes sir." Gulped Larry.
(Confessional: The three D's of dating- Dad, Douche and Dinner.)
Larry: … Yeah, I'd like Penta to visit me before I visit her, only that I value the fact my arms are attached to my body. I think I have a new greatest fear … but I refuse to suck up to Mr. Polestar; I'm not that desperate and scared.
Xadrian and his pappy were currently on top of a small cliff and overlooked the campsite; they were far enough away from the others for there to be no risk of being overheard. Thus, Xadrian felt comfortable with telling his pappy about his game plan.
"Fur m'st of tha game ah've b'n makin' fake idols ta thr'w tha oth'rs off their games an' cause s'n c'nfusion." Explained Xadrian while working on whittling a new fake idol. "In addition ta th't ah've also g't a f'w allies an' ah th'nk ah gots a g'd shot at tha chall'nges. Ah dun't mean ta brag, but ah th'nk ah c'n make tha f'nal ten without havin' ta do anythin'."
"Ah h'v faith in ya, but it ain't a g'd idea ta g't cocky. We need th't money, so ah need ya'll ta keep yur head in tha game an' dun't g't overconfid'nt." Advised Mr. Earl.
"Ah kn'w pappy" Assured Xadrian. "But aft'r how g'd ah've d'n do far, ah th'nk a few w'rds o' self satisf'ction are k'nda ta be expect'd."
"True. St'll, we ain't in'na position fur losin' ta be allowed ta happ'n. So, wh't do ya pl'n ta do n'xt?" Asked Mr. Earl.
"Ah'm g'nna create c'nfusion with mah fake idols; but if th't dun't work out th'n ah'll th'nk o' somethin' else. Maybe somethin' like forgin' lett'rs fr'm other camp'rs?" Mused Xadrian. "As long as it ain't me getting' voted out ah ain't rightly c'ncerned."
"Speakin' of elimin'tions. Are ya'll goin' to tha end with L'rry an' P'nta? Ah ain't sure if th't is a g'd idea son. L'rry ya might beat, might … but ya can't poss'bly th'nk it'd be a g'd idea ta take P'nta to tha f'nal three. She'd be mighty unstopp'ble if ya dun't vote h'r out." Cautioned Mr. Earl.
"Ah kn'w, but she's L'rry's girlfriend … ah ain't sure if ah c'n do it." Admitted Xadrian.
"Ya'll are gonna hafta do it soon, we need tha prize more'n she does and ya'll know it." Said Mr. Earl calmly. "If L'rry is really ya friend th'n he'll underst'nd."
"… Ya'll are right pappy." Admitted Xadrian. "So, if ah win the money … wh't do we do f'rst?"
"H'w about we go M'cD'nald's an' ord'r one of everythin' on tha menu?" Grinned Mr. Earl.
"… Ya sure do kn'w ta spoil me." Chuckled Xadrian.
"Th't ah do, ah j'st wish ah c'd spoil ya more oft'n." Sighed Mr. Earl. "St'y sh'rp son; if ya wanna be r'ch, ya'll gotta be r'thless."
"Ah ain't gonna let ya d'wn." Promised Xadrian.
(Confessional: Trailer Park Blues … that'd be a great title for a sit-com, huh?)
Xadrian: Pappy is sm'rt and kn'ws what ta do ta get forw'rd in life … it's j'st a shame th't tha sm'rt options are tha h'rdest one on mah conscience … but ah'll deal wit' it.
Ivy had fled a distance into the forest and was currently hiding behind a large rock. She peered out from behind it, though quickly ducked back into her hiding place. She drew her knees up and took a few deep breaths.
"Ok, keep calm Ivy … don't freak out." Said Ivy to herself in a firm tone of voice. "It's gonna be ok. Just stay here until sundown; mum will be gone and the danger will pass. Then I'll be able to chill out and think of what I'll say to mum and dad when I go back home."
Ivy was silent for a few moments before she looked down at the ground.
"But what can I say? How do parents usually take it when their offspring tells them they are bisexual? … Life should be fun; I'm only twelve years old, I shouldn't have to worry about things like this…" Sighed Ivy before looking resigned. "But the 'talk' is inevitable … I can only pray they'll take it well, but will things ever be the same back home? Will I still be their 'Ice Princess'…?"
Ivy lay back against the rock and closed her eyes as she tried to relax; she continued her monologue while not hearing footsteps drawing closer to her every second.
"What am I gonna do? I have to go home eventually, and I want to … but … oh, I'm such a chicken! Why can't I just girl up and be brave for once?" Exclaimed Ivy. "… What should I say to mum…"
"You can start by explaining why you ran off into the woods." Said a voice.
Ivy's insides turned very cold in terror; she opened her eyes and saw her mum looking frown at her.
"Ivy, we need to have a serious talk young lady." Said Mrs. Shiverly firmly.
Ivy tried to get up and run, but her mother had seen this coming and managed to grab her daughter's right arm (though she made sure to be gentle and not cause her daughter any pain). After making sure Ivy wasn't gonna be able to run off Mrs. Shiverly started to lead her daughter over to a nearby tree stump. Ivy saw where she was being led and tried to struggle free due to thinking a painful punishment was on the way.
"No! Please mum! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to be bisexual! Please don't spank me!" Wailed Ivy.
Mrs. Shiverly sat down on the tree stump, sat her daughter on her knee … and promptly hugged Ivy close in a loving parental embrace. Ivy realised she wasn't getting punished and sank into the hug while trying to stop her tears from flowing.
"Oh Ivy, my poor little baby. I've been so worried about you; me and your father have been praying for you every day ever since things started to go badly for you." Whispered Mrs. Shively while hugging Ivy close to her. "You don't need to cry anymore; you're sadness is gonna end today."
"… You're not mad at me?" Whispered Ivy.
"Of course not. I'll admit that your sexuality was a rather big surprise for me and your father, but we're not gonna be mad at you for it. It's who you are, and we love everything about you. Why would you think we'd hate you for your sexuality? We're your parents, we'll always be here for you? It hurt that you thought we'd hate you." Said Mrs. Shiverly softly.
"I'm sorry mum, I … I just … I've seen on TV how the world can be towards people like me … I got so worked up and I let stress consume me … I'm really sorry." Apologised Ivy in guilt.
"It's ok, I understand … I'm just glad you're. And just so you know, I'm never going to stop loving you, I promise. If you have a problem, then please be open about it and don't worry about how I'll react; me and your dad will love you always." Assured Mrs. Shiverly.
Ivy was unable to respond, but Mrs. Shiverly understood. Ivy's relieved and happy expression spoke more than any numbers of words could.
(Confessional: Out of the closet and into open arms.)
Ivy: … That went so much better than I thought it would. I'm lucky to have such a great mum.
Tilly sighed. She and her brother Emilio were both sitting in a tree in silence, and Tilly did not like the silence. It felt awkward and almost hostile, but Tilly did not want to talk to her brother; she wanted to make more connections and secure her place in the next round. However, soon enough Emilio broke the silence.
"So, Tilly … how have been? It's been a while since I last saw you, and an even longer while since we had a proper conversation." Began Emilio.
"I'm alright." Said Tilly shortly.
"… You've definitely surprised the family … I, err, had no idea you could be so devious." Admitted Emilio awkwardly.
"It's amazing what people can be seen to do when people actually pay attention to them." Mused Tilly.
"… Ok Tilly, I can't pretend nothing is wrong because there is something wrong. Why are you being so horrible? You're never like this back home! Why are you being so bad and twisting everyone like puppets?" Exclaimed Emilio. "What has gotten into you?"
"Jealous?" Smirked Tilly. "You're just jealous that you, and the rest of you boys, could never play such a devious and cutthroat game in such a flawless way like I am. Looks like we know who the best sibling is, hm?"
"What gave you the idea you were the 'unfavorite'? Mami and Papi love you just like the rest of us!" Insisted Emilio. "Please stop acting like this Tilly; this isn't who you really are…"
"How would you know? You and the others never give me the attention I always wanted; Mami and Papi always make exceptions for you and the others while I'm stuck in the smallest bedroom and never get away with anything! Well not anymore! After I win this show I'll be the star to shine above the rest; never again will I be cast aside without a second glance! I'm the favourite, me!" Yelled Tilly.
"… You need help; please Tilly, be a good girl … stop this craziness." Pleaded Emilio.
"Funny, I recall you saying similar words the day I decided to come out of the closet. Being pansexual does not mean I am crazy you loco mierda!" Yelled Tilly.
"I admit I could have used better words, but you did just up and announced it over the dinner table; how was I supposed to react?" Frowned Emilio.
"Gee, I dunno … maybe supportively?! I'd be scared of telling you guys about it for weeks and it was tearing me apart; hearing you call me crazy for it … you're no brother of mine, you're just a schmuck!" Seethed Tilly.
"Yeah, well, this contest proves you are muy crazy!" Yelled Emilio. "You're completely fucking mad!"
Emilio realised he had said the wrong thing judging by the look on his sister's face; before he could say anything Tilly jumped out of the tree and ran off without looking back.
"Tilly, you weren't always like this … what's happened to the sweet girl you used to be…?" Asked Emilio quietly.
(Confessional: That's beyond sibling rivalry…)
Tilly: So, he still thinks I'm crazy and not worth his time, huh? Well I'll show him, I'll show them all! I'm special, you'll see! (Tears start to exit Tilly's eyes). I'm not crying, stop accusing me!
Emilio: That girl back there … that wasn't my sister, or if she was she's not the sweet little sis I remember. I remember good times me and Tilly have had; water fights, taking her for rides in my car, sometimes telling her a bedtime story when she was little … such good memories, but now she's gone muy loco. What made her snap? She didn't used to be so mean…
(Crazy Crustaceans Main Camp)
Soon enough Tyler called the twelve campers and their visitors over to the centre of the camp.
"Ok Crazy Crustaceans, ready to rumble?" Asked Tyler energetically.
"What did you call us?" Frowned Sampson.
"It's your new team name. It may be a free for all, but collectively that's what you're gonna be known as. Chris told you right? Hence the lobster flag and all." Stated Tyler.
"He didn't tell us." Admitted Kelly. "He probably forgot."
"Forgetfulness is the first sign of old age." Added Otis.
"Good one." Chuckled Tyler. "The point is, it's time for your next challenge. Head north and follow the trail towards the challenge site; Chris will give you further instructions when you and your visitors arrive. Any questions?"
Sampson raised his hand.
"Yes Sampson?" Prompted Tyler.
"Can I sit this one out?" Requested Sampson hopefully.
"Sha-no dice pal! Lightning ain't losin this sha-challenge because his sha-partner is a lazy bones. Let's get sha-running!" Declared Lightning as he took off towards the challenge field.
"Well, he has the right idea." Noted Tyler.
"Come on daddy, let's go and win!" Declared Quadesh cheerfully as she pulled her daddy along with the rest of the tweens and their visitors following after them.
(Confessional: Who will win first individual immunity?)
Penta: I have a feeling I'll be targeted if I don't win this challenge, so hopefully me and dad will work well as a team.
Charles: I'm not a challenge expert … but Ted might be, so I think I have a chance. Just gotta go nowhere near Penta; that way I can avoid anything awkward or anxiety inducing.
Kelly: If Penta loses then I'll have an ideal target … but she might win, and even if she loses I may find another person to eliminate. At least me and Koral work well together, so we'll have teamwork on our side.
Otis: This'll be fun! Heheheh!
Edith: Wish me luck! Hmm, this challenge will definitely show who the strongest players are … perhaps it would be a good idea to vote out the strongest people.
(Challenge Field)
Soon enough the twelve campers and twelve visitors had arrived at the challenge site. Set up on the field was a large obstacle course that looked like it would belong on a TV show like Takeshi's Castle or Total Wipe-out. In short, slapstick violence and humiliation looked inevitable judging by the obstacles set up such as monkey bars over a pit of mud, a thin beam with punching gloves set up next to it, a large rotating platform, a rope swing over a pit of icy cold water and much, much more.
"So, have you guys been enjoying spending time with your visitor?" Asked Chris.
"Yes." Smiled Ivy.
"No." Said Sampson flatly.
"Well regardless of how much you loved or loathed your visitors coming to visit you, it's time for your next challenge. This is a special one since it is the very first individual immunity challenge. Only one of you is going to win immunity tonight; the rest of you will be up for elimination. But this challenge is gonna have a twist … you won't be alone since your visitors will be helping you." Explained Chris. "Any guesses as to what the challenge is?"
"Is it anything to do with the really big and obvious obstacle course behind you?" Guessed Larry dryly.
"Chris sure loves asking obvious questions." Noted Edith.
"Indeed it is. Now, each duo will be split into pairs; the runners and the guiders. The runners will simply have to get through the obstacle course to the other side, getting past whatever is in their way. The guiders will go along a raised walkway at the top of the obstacle course and give instructions to their partner." Explained Chris. "Do try and get your voice heard over the masses or your runner may have problems."
"Why would the runner need a guider? We're not blind and Ub is already voted out." Stated Kelly.
"True … the reason is that the runners are going to be blindfolded! Isn't that fun?" Grinned Chris.
Chris was met with several complaints but he ignored them.
"The runners will each wear a blindfold which will all be handed out soon. If you at any point take it off then you are disqualified from the challenge." Stated Chris.
"So, who are the runners gonna be, dare I ask?" Inquired Donald.
"I'm glad you asked Donald." Said Chris as he took out a large bag. "Everybody pick a coin out of the bag, but don't look at it."
The tweens and their visitors did as they were asked and soon each held a coin.
"Ok, everybody look at your coin. If it is red then stand to the right. If it is blue then stand to the left." Instructed Chris.
After a moment of arrangement Penta, Quadesh, Ivy, Emilio, Charles, Donald, Larry, Xadrian, Mrs. Reed, Koral, Principle Miller and Lightning stood to the right while Edith, Kelly, Tilly, Mrs. Chen, Otis, Sampson, Mr. Polestar, Mr. Rustflower, Mrs. Shiverly, Ted, Matthias and Mr. Earl stood to the left.
"Everybody on the right is a runner and everybody on the left is a guider." Explained Chris. "Now, this challenge is split into three parts. There are three checkpoints along the obstacle course; once you reach one you will stop and wait for everybody else. The last four to reach the first checkpoint will be eliminated, and another four will be eliminated at the second checkpoint. Out of the last four, whoever completes the obstacle course first will win immunity from tonight's elimination."
"Th't dun't sound too h'rd." Said Xadrian confidently.
"Indeed, it'll be easy for me and my daughter." Nodded Mr. Polestar.
"We'll soon see if you are correct." Chuckled Chris. "Runners to the starting line and guiders to the upper balconies. Chef Hatchet will hand out blindfolds to the runners before they start."
The tweens and their visitors split up and everybody went to where they were supposed to be; one thing was for sure, this challenge was not gonna be easy…
(Confessional: Prepare for slapstick!)
Donald: So, Otis is a guider? … I do not envy his Principle.
Penta: I trust my dad to give me good directions; and thanks to his training I might have an edge in this challenge … maybe.
Quadesh: Me and my daddy are gonna be unstoppable!
Sampson: I don't even want, or need, immunity. I'm just gonna lay down and sleep.
Presently the twelve runners were blindfolded and were lined up at the starting line. Some looked determined and others look a little nervous. Chris was up on the balcony walkway with the twelve guiders.
"Ok guys, ready for the challenge to start?" Asked Chris with a grin.
"Like we have a choice … do we have a choice?" Asked Donald hopefully.
"Nope!" Said Chris cheerfully.
"Crap." Muttered Donald.
"Anyway, there are several obstacles set up to hinder your progress to the first checkpoint. You can be fast and risky, or slow and safe … but either way, the last four people to arrive will be eliminated." Stated Chris.
"What if only four people arrive? Technically they'd be the last four, so would they be out?" Asked Charles.
"Yeah … no. After Lindsay's elimination sparked fan base outrage, I'm gonna be clear on this; the first eight to cross the line will be safe. If you are one of the bottom four ranks in terms of progress then you are out; that clear?" Asked Chris.
Everybody nodded since it was pretty well worded with no loopholes.
"Ok then; in that case, let's start!" Announced Chris. "Three … two … one … go!"
Instantly the runners started to feel their way forwards while the guiders began to call out instructions.
"Penta, keep going directly forwards until I tell you to stop. I'll make sure you get to the checkpoint safely and quickly." Promised Mr. Polestar.
"Charles, follow after Penta!" Called Ted.
"Where is she?" Asked Charles.
"Over there!" Replied Ted.
"Have you forgotten I'm wearing a blindfold?" Yelled Charles in exasperation.
Before long the runners would starting to make progress down the long hallway. The effectiveness of the instructions the guiders were giving to their respective runner was starting to show because Penta, Xadrian and Koral were starting to pull ahead while Charles and Principle Miller were begging to lag behind. Lightning meanwhile was still standing at the starting line.
"Yo chubby boy! Tell me what to sha-do!" Exclaimed Lightning.
"Goodnight." Said Sampson simply as he settled down and started to drift off to sleep.
"Hey, you can't do that!" Complained Lightning.
"Actually, there's no rule against a guider going to sleep during a challenge." Said Chris 'helpfully'.
"… Ok, you know what? Lightning don't need a sha-fat kid to sha-guide him! Lighting is gonna sha-do it in Lightning's way!" Declared Lightning as he blindly sprinted off at quite a speed.
Further down the course the runners were coming up to their first obstacle … a maze of ill placed cacti. The guiders quickly tried to explain the situation, but some gave less accurate descriptions than others…
"Mad Miller, you've got a clear path past the obstacles; run straight ahead and you'll be fine!" Instructed Otis.
"Thanks for the advice." Said Principle Miller as he dashed forwards … only to run straight into a very spiky cactus. "…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGH!"
Principle Miller screamed in pain due to all the spines sticking into him and tried plucking them off, only to fall above ass first into another cactus.
"AAAAAAARGH!" Screamed Principle Miller in rather agonising pain.
"It might get me a detention after summer and cost me immunity, but who cares? This is quality entertainment!" Laughed Otis as he looked to a nearby camera. "For the record, you viewers are welcome, I do it all for you guys … and my own amusement."
After hearing the screams of pain and the bad language that Principle Miller had wailed out the rest of the runners felt somewhat nervous … well, all of the ones who weren't Lightning anyway.
"Ok Penta, we'll take this step by step." Said Mr. Polestar calmly. "Take three side steps to the left and then take five steps forwards."
Penta nervously did as her dad instructed and managed to make it past a rather prickly cactus. However, nearby she heard a scream of pain.
"Ow! My hand!" Yelled Larry.
"Larry! Are you ok?!" exclaimed Penta in a worried tone.
"I'll be fine, keep going. You need immunity more than I do." Assured Larry. "Though right about now I'd like a bandage…"
"Make way for the Lightning!" Declared Lightning as he dashed forwards towards the cacti. "Lightning strikes!"
Lightning, due to being blindfolded, obviously couldn't see where he was goin and thus he knocked into Ivy and sent her to the ground.
"Hey, watch it!" Frowned Ivy.
"Good thing he didn't get me." Noted Koral. "Where do I go next Kelly?"
"Take another ten steps forward and then take two steps to the right." Stated Kelly.
Lightning continued to charge forwards at full speed, coming ever closer to the vast amount of cacti that he was blissfully unaware of. Quadesh as just up ahead and was nervously following her daddy's instructions to get around the sharp cacti.
"Ok my dear, take three big steps forwards and then … look out Quadesh!" Exclaimed Mr. Rustflower.
"Look out for what?" Asked Quadesh.
BAM!
Lighting had ran into Quadesh and both of them crashed into an especially sharp and big cacti.
"AAAAAARGH! My face, my sha-beautiful face!" Wailed Lightning.
"OWWW! My bottom!" Screamed Quadesh as she hopped up and down in pain due to cacti spines sticking into her butt.
Emilio stood nearby and winced at the sounds he was hearing.
"… I hope Tilly keeps giving me good directions…" Gulped Emilio.
(Confessional: Lightning sure got the point. *rimshot*)
Tilly: I am so glad I'm not one of the runners; it looks muy painful…
Otis: This is gonna be good! Heheheh!
Quadesh: (She gingerly sits down). I hope Chris has an ice pack to spare…
Xadrian: Man, it sure is a mighty g'd th'ng th't mah pappy is great at n'vigation.
Edith: (She is trying to stop herself from laughing). I know it's mean to laugh, but after seeing slapstick comedy in cartoons since I was in preschool … it's kinda hard not to find this sort of thing funny.
Next Time: The slapstick injuries continue and one tween wins immunity. Somebody gets voted out, and also a big twist is introduced to the game.