Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama.
Note: With classes over and the last of my work nearly done, it feels great to be able to give BvB my full focus. I think this may be my best work yet, based on what has come and gone and what lies in wait. I'll certainly have a lot to discuss in the after season journal, given how much things have changed from beta drafts and early planning. I guess that just gives me more motivation to keep up the pace. On a separate note, when does Gravity falls return!? I want to see what happens next!
Parents in the hood, yo!
It was dark; night had long since fallen over the island and now fog had began to appear, making for a somewhat creepy atmosphere. Chris and SARA stood near the Boot of Shame, ready to give the recap. SARA rolled its digital eyes.
"Another blatant cliff hanger from the previous episode. Is this gonna become a regular thing?" Asked SARA flatly.
"I sure hope so." Winked Chris. "Besides, why are you complaining? Robots don't need sleep."
"I just like to complain." Sated SARA.
"Don't I know it..." Grumbled Chris.
Chris then put on a smile and turned to the camera, throwing his arms up dramatically.
"Last time on Total Drama: Brains VS Brawns it seems somebody had been playing Heavy Rain. Rai went through a torture that seemed quite similar to the Trial of the Butterfly, crawling through a small tunnel, but with thorns instead of broken glass. In the end, she once again lost her meds, but found Ollie's hat and an idol nearby. But when confronting Ollie, it seemed that he was innocent, with all evidence pointing towards Cy, due to Trey helping them figure it out. Thus, Patsy, Rai and Ollie planned to take down Cy, though Rai had her reservations. Oh, and Ruth was playing her own game for a change while Cy was tasked with thinking f fie non-physical reason he likes Diamond."
"I wonder was love feels like." Pondered SARA.
"Disappointing." Stated Chris. "And during the challenge we got some more romance; while playing hide and seek with SARA seeking them with her overpowered gadgets, Rai and Moe shared a tender moment by the waterfall, but decided to split up to evade being captured. While some campers like Patsy and Diamond were captured easily, others like Bianca and John were able to lay low for quite a while. An intruder had got on the island the previous day and it turned ut to be Brody, who confronted Rai once again, with our local ditzy gymnast brushing him off and ignoring him. In the end it was a close finish, but Ruth got tagged after mistakenly thinking she had killed SARA, so close, and that meant Bianca won immunity."
"Ruth came closer than you ever will." Teased SARA.
"Just wait until I get hold of a torch cutter." Threatened Chris. "Cy seemed certain to go, though Ruth had it in mind Diamond should go. Not just that, but Cy wanted John to go. Cy would have been booted, but a last minute idol play by Rai spared him, but even with her and Moe voting Fosley, this meant Diamond got the boot … literally, leaving us with ten players left, all with their eyes on the prize."
"You know what they say, the more the merrier." Said SARA, its voice perfectly imitating Dr Robotnik.
"Oh, not that meme." Groaned Chris. "So, half of the contestants have fallen with no returns planned, but that leaves our strongest players still in with a chance to win big cash and get me a good pay-check with their antics. Not just that, but the Chef Hatchet Statue is unfound and still in play. With fallout from the last vote just waiting to happen, there is no way this could be boring! So, will Rai regret saving Cy? Is Cy still doomed and his fate merely delayed? Will Patsy keep gunning for Cy or switch over to Rai? Will Ruth make another move of her own? Can Trey do something competently for once? How will Fosley's looming confrontation with the Cloaked Shadow go? And, who will be the next person voted off the island? Find out right now on Total Dramas: Brains VS Brawns!"
"The show more visually dangerous than the banned episode of Pokemon that gave hundreds of children seizures." Added SARA.
(Theme Song, I Wanna Be Famous)
(The Forest)
Fosley walked through the forest, following the crudely drawn map.
"Urgh, who drew this thing?" Grumbled Fosley.
Fosley sighed in annoyance and continued walking on his way, in search of his destination.
"Final ten … eh, no big deal. I always knew I could do it. Maybe I'll feel some actual accomplishment once I get to the finale." Said Fosley, a cocky smirk on his face. "Easiest million ever. But first, time for an even easier triumph over whoever this shadow person is."
Fosley adjusted his glasses and glanced around, just in case the Cloaked Shadow was gonna try to sneak up on him. Fosley continued onwards undeterred and walked towards a clearing.
"Looks like it's just up ahead. Ok Shadow chump, let's see what you're made of." Stated Fosley, cracking his knuckles to prepare himself.
Fosley walked forwards, but did not notice the trip wire set up between two of the trees. Fosley tripped the wire, making it snap.
"Huh, what's that?" Asked Fosley curiously.
STAB!
Fosley received his answer when a number of sharp wooden sticks were sent flying from a hidden trap and pierced into his left arm, in five different places.
Fosley was silent for a moment.
"… AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH!" Screamed Fosley dropping to the ground and writhing from the immense pain in his arm. "ARRRRGGGGH! F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!"
A note that had been attached to the trap fell down from above and landed in front of Fosley.
-Thought you could stop me, did you? Best think again, because nothing can stop me. You are on my list. Prepare for agony that even Satan could not give to you.
The Cloaked Shadow-
Fosley winced after reading that and continued yelling in pain, his wails echoing in the night.
(Confessional: he won't be arm wrestling any-time soon…)
Fosley: Owww, this is frickin' agonising… (Fosley winces and takes a breath) … Whoever this person is, they are insane … but also, I hate to admit it, good at this game to pull off this sort of trick without getting caught. Ack, I hope somebody around here knows how to fix this kind of injury. (Fosley takes a deep breath). But, I am a man who sees benefits in any siltation … right now it seems I have the sympathy factor … plus, I'm ambidextrous.
In a different part of the forest Cy was walking along, trying to clear his head. He paused when he heard screaming, but it was very faint so he shrugged it off and kept going.
"I must be imagining things. Being heartbroken can do that to a guy." Muttered Cy. "Ok … what do I do now?"
Cy was pondered to himself, and grunted in annoyance.
"Somehow people think I am that shadow man. I should ask how they came to that conclusion." Muttered Cy. "Until my name is cleared, it's immunity or busy … unless I can find that Chef Hatchet Statue … wonder where it might be..."
Cy heard some thunder and groaned as rain began to fall.
"Really? Well, I guess it's always darkest before dawn, huhuhuhuh. Man, I gotta stop laughing at nothing." Muttered Cy as he took refuge in the cave.
Cy sat on a rock and watched as rain began to shower down outside the cave. Cy glanced around and spotted a pile of moss.
"Well, at least I'll have somewhere to sleep." Noted Cy. "… I bet Diamond would have liked listening to the gentle rain with me, but I can't lose focus. It sucks she is gone, but being a whiner won't bring her back. I just have to keep going on and do what I must to win … all while looking good to her family. Yikes, this might be harder than I first thought..."
Cy leaned back against the cave wall, which then fell backwards as though it were not there.
"Oof!" Groaned Cy as he got to his feet. "What the heck?"
The wall seemed to have been fake, possibly put their by production … this suspicion was confirmed when Cy glanced ahead and saw that in this hidden room was a pedestal and on the ground next to the pedestal was the Chef Hatchet Statue … or rather, the legs of it.
"F*ck yes!" Cheered Cy. "… Gotta tone down the bad language, but still, yes!"
Cy walked up and picked up the legs of the Chef Hatchet Statue (which was gold and metallic) and stuffed them into his pocket.
"Hey, where's the rest of it? Did it fall apart due to faulty welding?" Remarked Cy.
Cy searched around, and noticed what looked like claw marks and foot prints in the ground resembling some kind of animal.
"Did an animal grab it? Urgh, bloody magpies! They need a bounty on them. Boom-boom." Muttered Cy. "Well, the legs function as an idol, and right now that is just what I need, huhuhuhuh."
(Confessional: Dem legs.)
Cy: Just like Diamond, I've got legs … legs that will buy me one round at most. I need to find some new allies, and once the sun rises and the rain stops … I know just the two people I am gonna talk to.
(Back at the Campsite)
While Ruth, Trey and Bianca slept soundly, the rest of the campers were awake. John and Moe were eating some fruit in the kitchen, getting ready to turn in for the night, while Ollie, Patsy and Rai were in the living room, having a tense discussion.
"What the hell was that?!" Exclaimed Patsy. "Do you realise that you've kept a maniac in the game?! I got another threatening letter, and Fosley went off to confront Cloaky, or Cy. Whatever! You better have a good explanation that does not make you seem like a moron!"
"Um, Patsy, maybe you should calm down." Said Ollie uncertainly.
"No. I have been pushed almost to my limit. Do you know what it's been like having this maniac after me for weeks?" Hissed Patsy. "Ok Rai, what is your explanation, hmm?"
"Look, I just thought we had the wrong guy." Insisted Rai. "I … just, like, had a feeling, kay?"
"You had a feeling." Said Patsy flatly, hostility in her voice. "Well you know what? I also had a feeling … a feeling Cy is a monster who enjoys anonymously hurting people, like some kind of cyber bully who goes beyond cyberspace and has also broken my arm. Now, why should my feeling be any less correct than yours? After all, it's just a feeling..."
"Err … w-well..." Stammered Rai, trying to speak. "He gave me an idol pre-merge to eliminate Sarge … you know, the psycho who electrocuted you in the tree climbing challenge? Plus, would a shy girl like Diamond date somebody like what you say Cy is inside? I think she'd be able to tell, I think."
"Rai does have a point." Admitted Ollie.
"Who's side are you on?" Frowned Patsy.
"The side that will bring down the Cloaked Shadow. We're all victims, so we should stick together for support." Said Ollie firmly. "They might be coming after me next, so I'll need a shoulder to lean on, maybe."
"Well, we'll see what Fosley has to say when he returns. Cy is nowhere in the house, so unless somebody ran off to leave a note and returned before they were missed, well see that you, Rai, have made a big mistake." Said Patsy coolly.
"How big?" Asked Rai.
"How does a big show up the ass sound to you?" Asked Patsy. "Keeping a maniac in the game is bad enough, but is Fosley is hurt by it … you're finished.
"We don't even know for certain it is Cy, it just seems likely." Stated Ollie taking a cautious step back.
"The man has a point." Added Rai.
"Yeah, for now." Muttered Patsy.
There was a knock at the door of the sandcastle.
"Come in Fosley, it's unlocked." Stated Patsy. "Not sure if it actually can lock."
The door opened and everybody gasped as Fosley staggered in, holding his now noticeably bleeding left arm, the wooden spikes still wedged into it.
"Holy sh*t! Fosley, who the f*ck did this to you?!" Exclaimed Patsy in horror as she ran to Fosley and carefully helped him towards the sand sofa. "Move it!"
Rai did as she was asked, now looking very pale, as Patsy lay Fosley down on the sofa.
"Ack, this stings." Mumbled Fosley. "Hey Rai, thanks for keeping Cy in the game, ack … really appreciate it..."
"I… I … I..." Stammered Rai faintly.
"Ollie, don't just stand there! Go grab something we can use to get these spikes out." Demanded Patsy.
"I think John knows first aid..." Said Rai quietly, now trembling.
"Shut up! You don't get to talk!" Snapped Patsy. "Ollie, go get John!"
"On it!" Said Ollie as he dashed out of the room.
Patsy knelt down next to Fosley, looking over his wounds.
"Damn, these must each be over half an inch deep. How much blood did you loose?" Asked Patsy, sounding very worried.
"Not much..." Winced Fosley. "I'm in the scouts … I know how to get through the worst of it on my own … somebody's gonna need to take them out though..."
At that moment Ollie and back into the room closely followed by John.
"Oh geez! This is bad." said John hesitantly. "Ok, I can remove these … but, as I do not have any proper medical tools … I'll have to do it by hand. Ollie, go grab Fosley a branch to bite onto."
"Can do." Saluted Ollie. "I'll be right back!"
Ollie ran out the doors outside as Moe entered the living room.
"What's going on here?" Asked Moe in concern. "Good gravy! What happened to Fosley?!"
"Well Moe … looks like your girlfriend kept a maniac in the game." Sneered Patsy.
"Can we, owww, please make it a unanimous boot?" Hissed Fosley in hatred.
Moe glanced at Rai with wide eyes underneath his long hair.
"Rai ..." Moe trailed off, unsure what he was supposed to say.
Rai was silent, and then swayed on the spot … and then fainted, the emotion too much for her.
"Least we don't have to talk to her now." Muttered Fosley.
Moe was silent, then he approached Rai and gently picked her up.
"Let's get you some rest." Said Moe as he approached the stairs.
"I got the branch." Said Ollie as he ran back into the sandcastle.
Moe rose up the stairs, winching heavily from Fosley's muffled screams, and then looked at Rai's pale unconscious face.
"… I'm still on your side." Whispered Moe.
(Confessional: I wonder if Fosley likes Spike from MLP. *Dodges thrown tomato*.)
Fosley: Urgh … worst night of my entire life. The only upside I can see is that, at the very least, I won't be seen as an immunity threat now.
John: Oh Rai … what have you done? I'll try to bail her out of this, but … is it even possible, or the right thing to do? Hopefully I'll have a clearer head tomorrow so I can plan my next course of action.
Patsy: I can accept special needs and people making mistakes, that is just life. But Rai's latest blunder accounts for the same total as a thousand normal tier mistakes! I'm done with her. If Cy is immune, she's outta here. In fact, maybe she'll be outta here even if Cy is not immune.
(The Next Morning)
Trey marched down the beach, Bianca following after him.
"So, what is it you wanted to show me?" Asked Bianca, sounding for once not very interested.
"Something amazing." Assured Trey.
"I sure hope so." Muttered Bianca.
Trey stopped and turned to face Bianca.
"Are you ok? You're not goofy, peppy and sensual like you normally are." Noted Trey. "What's up, did somebody die?"
Bianca puffed up her cheeks and pouted.
"Not funny." Said Bianca firmly. Did you see what happened to Fosley? Was sleeping at the time, but John filled me in … Patsy was elsewhere, otherwise she would have, I think. Trey, there is a crazy person on the island!"
"Just like me?" Asked Trey.
Bianca rapidly shook her head.
"Nonononono! You're the good and cute crazy … this person, whoever they are, is the bad and ugly kind of crazy." Said Bianca seriously.
"Cute huh? A compliment of the angels." Declared Trey. "But I gave them plenty of pointers and they said it was Cy. Unless they are wrong, we've got our upstart who tried to steal my thunder."
"But, what if they were wrong?" Asked Bianca uncertainly.
"Then I guess Patsy is being a bitch." Shrugged Trey.
Bianca frowned, but sighed as she sat down on the sand.
"Patsy is not as sweet as I remember. Either the stress of this game and her stalker is getting to her, or she's a meanie. Right now, I'm not sure which it really is." Admitted Bianca. "What do you think?"
"I think you should stick my me. We're the best players here, ergo we should make the finale together and give the viewers at home a battle of the century!" Exclaimed Trey. "But, we have eight more losers to vote off before then. Who's first? I say Moe, he's kinda weird."
Bianca held back a giggle at the blatant hypocrisy.
"Let's see how the challenge goes first." Suggested Bianca. "So, what is it you wanted to show me?"
"Something amazing." Promised Trey. "A truly powerful weapon."
Trey led Bianca to a nearby football.
"This washed up on the shore earlier. Wanna play catch with it?"
"Sure, sounds like fun." Agreed Bianca. "It'll take my mind off all the hostility and sourness."
"In that case, catch!" Exclaimed Trey as he tossed the ball to Bianca.
"Back at ya!" Winked Bianca as she threw the ball back towards Trey.
And so it continued like this, the two teens tossing the ball to each other, laughing like children as they did so. Trey leapt up high to catch the ball.
"Prepare for a fast ball!" Declared Trey.
At that moment Ollie walked by.
"Hey guys." Greeted Ollie.
"Hi Ollie." Replied Trey, not looking where he forcefully threw the ball.
BAM!
The ball hit a camera that had been in the tree filming the area around them and knocked the camera to the ground where it broke, completely turning off and deactivating.
"Wasn't me!" Lied Trey. "Ollie did it!"
"I did not." Frowned Ollie, crossing his arms.
Trey glanced at Bianca.
"Should we toss him into the pit trap? The one I told you about this morning?" Asked Trey.
"Nah, Ollie's cool." Assured Bianca.
"What pit trap?" Asked Ollie in confusion.
"Right there on the ground." Said Trey, pointing to the covered pit trap. "Pretty sweet huh?"
"Err … yeah, I think it's pretty awesome." Stated Ollie, unsure what to say. "Guys, can I ask a favour of you?"
"That depends, what is in it for us?" Asked Trey, crossing his arms.
"Yeah!" Added Bianca, giggling a little.
"… You two are the only people here who I know for certain are not the Cloaked Shadow because you returned to the game after losing in the early rounds." Admitted Ollie. "What I'm asking is, could we have a side alliance? I kinda have zero allies left and I know I can trst you … can I join you guys, pretty please?"
Bianca and Trey exchanged a glance.
"I can't say no to those eyes." Admitted Trey.
"And that quivering lip, can't ignore it." Agreed Bianca. "Ok Ollie, you're in, but first you need to go through initiation."
"How do I do that?" Asked Ollie curiously.
"You must cut off your left pinkie finger." said Bianca in a dark scary voice.
Ollie and Trey were both wide eyed.
"Just kidding!" Giggled Bianca.
Ollie glanced at Trey.
"Your girlfriend is kinda scary." Stated Ollie.
"I know. Awesome isn't she?" Giggled Trey. "Wait, girlfriend?"
(Confessional: Two bad they had one ball, not two balls. The jokes that could have been made!)
Bianca: So, a protection pact with Ruth, an alliance with Trey, Patsy and Fosley, with Trey as my final two partner and Ollie on the side … never thought I'd say it, but I'm pretty darn good at this game, aren't I?
Trey: It's down to ten, and that means my opponents aren't gonna be the kind to flee at the mere sight of me. I must up my game! But how? How? ...Is it not obvious? By taking a wall block out of each room except mine and Bianca's so that the others have to put up with a terrible draft at night and wither away into nothing! Mwahahahaha!
Ollie: Maybe Cy is the Cloaked Shadow, but I'm a guy who second guesses himself sometimes. If we guessed wrong, then I want to ensure I have people I can trust in this dangerous situation. If we did guess right after all, well … I was in need of more allies anyway, soooo…
Fosley lay in one of the sand beds, a tired look on his face as he looked up towards the ceiling. Patsy sat on a chair next to him.
"Well, the injuries were thankfully nothing too serious, aside from leaving marks and lasting stinging. The bandage John put together … well, he says it'll help and keep you comfortable. The main concern is to just keep you safe and comfortable, and to make sure your arm doesn't undergo anymore trauma." Stated Patsy, almost professionally. "You are still fit to compete, yes?"
"Of course. Takes more than multiple stabs to the arm at once to take me down." Assured Fosley. "I mean, I did tell you I was awesome, did I not?"
"True, you did." Admitted Patsy. "And you what? … I might be starting to believe it."
"Hm, really? About time." Teased Fosley. "What made you realise it?"
"The fact you took the trap meant for me. That … ok, I suck at being social. As my cousin eloquently put it, I'm pretty autistic and I don't understand feelings or social lives; that said, I admit you've grown on me." Said Patsy, a faint smile on her face. "You may be the first person I see as an equal."
"That's quite sweet, if a little crass when you consider Bianca into that mix." Noted Fosley.
"Oh, yeah, err … oh, you know what I meant." Muttered Patsy, looking flustered.
"I think I do." Assured Fosley.
The two nerds were silent for a few moments, and then slowly smiled at each other.
Just then, there was a knock at the sand door.
"Come in, it's open." Said Fosley.
The door opened and Rai entered the room, looking very nervous indeed.
"Well, look who it is." Noted Fosley with a sour expression.
"Still think your feeling was right?" Sneered Patsy.
Rai twiddled her thumbs nervously.
"I'm so sorry!" Said Rai sincerely. "I just … I thought I was doing the right thing. I didn't intend for this to happen! You guys were right about Cy … I'll join you in voting him off, if you want."
"It's cool you had enough metaphorical balls to show your face and apologise." Noted Fosley. "But saying sorry does not change the fact that my left arm has been acupuncture to the nth degree, and now I am in much more pain than I am willing to show. You made a huge mistake … and mistakes always carry consequences."
"L-l-like what?" Asked Rai, sweat-dropping a little.
"Let's put it this way. Immunity or bust." Said Patsy firmly. "Or, should I say immunity or boot?"
"Ok, I know, I screwed up and I can't change that! Give me another chance!" Exclaimed Rai.
"No! You have had enough chances!" Yelled Patsy. "I can accept making moves because that's how this show works. I can accept making a bad move since few players are in control of the game and themselves all the time. But you know what I cannot accept? A stupid special thinking she is oh so smart and knows better than a majority plan. I mean, it's all like 'oh look at me, I'm Rai, I'm so clever and I think it's a good idea to save somebody who could be a sociopathic nut-job because I have a feeling, la de da de da'! Well, that feeling led to Fosley being as you see him now. He was whimpering and nearly sobbing a lot of the night! You want to make up for your display of sheer stupidity? I'll tell you how you can … stop being such a bitch to others! Stop blaming your problems on your lack of pills! Stop thinking you were in the right over your boyfriend a hundred percent, because love does not work that way! And most of all, stop moping around and ding nothing to better yourself!"
Rai was silent, listening to Patsy and wincing.
"Not, get out." Said Patsy firmly, pointing to the door.
Rai may not have been the smartest of girls, she knew it, but she knew when to quit while she was ahead.
"Ok, I'll go." Said Rai, turning and quickly leaving without another word.
Patsy shut the door after Rai and huffed to herself as she sat back down on the sand chair next to Fosley.
"Sorry it took so long to make her leave." Apologised Patsy.
"It's fine. You got the job done regardless." Assured Fosley. "You know, as much as she deserved that, given my arm and all, you might have overdone it a tad. Valid as your points were, she and Moe are joined at the hip and the Brawns make up four of ten votes. Plus, it was kinda hypocritical."
"How so?" Asked Patsy.
"Hey, it doesn't bother me. Not like I was being yelled at. Just saying." Shrugged Fosley. "Do you really not know?"
Patsy frowned and crossed her legs.
"Yeah, maybe I was harsh and slightly hypocritical, but in this game only the harsh survive these days and quite frankly, I think everybody on this show has had a hypocritical moment, I am no different. Besides, Rai is the reason Cy is still on the island, and thus if not for her idol blunder your arm would still be fine." Said Patsy, looking at her shoes with a sour expression.
"… I guess you're right. No harm no foul." Smirked Fosley. "But, think about my words, ok? I'm not gonna let you shoot yourself in the foot. It's me and you at the end. I mean, I'm obviously gonna win, but hey, get the team to the end, you know?"
"Indeed, but I'm gonna win." Smirked Patsy.
(Confessional: Two sides to every coin.)
Fosley: I got my arm wrecked thanks to Cy. I think I am privileged to be a little bitter about it. Nice to know me and Patsy still have each other's backs. Like they say smart people and children first, and there are no kids here.
Patsy: Don't look at your TV that way, would you be happy if somebody kept a sociopath around and it led to a, well, friend of yours getting hurt? Not likely, huh?
Rai: Patsy was mean … so, why do I feel like she has given me a lot to think about? (Rai trails off and puts her head in her hands thoughtfully, looking uneasy)
John and Ruth were both on the roof of the sandcastle, gazing out at the horizon beyond the sea.
"It's weird..." Muttered Ruth.
"What is? The fact this show hasn't been sued yet?" Asked John.
"No, I mean the fact by name is Ruth, and currently I am on the roof. I think a nerd I smashed once said this counts as a paradox." Stated Ruth.
"I don't think that's quite what it means." Chuckled John. "Also … why did you 'smash' a nerd?"
"Peer pressure." Stated Ruth in monotone.
There was a rather awkward silence for a few moments.
"New topic?" Suggested Ruth.
"New topic." Agreed John. "So, we got our way last night and Diamond is gone. Good job coming up with that idea. I must admit, I sort of forgot about her since she was so passive and quiet. But, we still need to vote off two more Brains until the ratio of both old teams is equal. Any suggestions?"
"Err … apparently Cy is evil." Stated Ruth. "That sounds kinda bad."
"Yeah, hurting others like this Cloaked Shadow has been doing is wrong. Very wrong." Agreed John. "But if he wins immunity, we'll need a second option. I'm thinking Trey; he may not look like much, but the fact is he's pretty well built which may be a factor. That ok with you?"
"I don't know him at all. Eh, why not?" Shrugged Ruth. "Also, question."
"What is it?" Asked John.
"I hear Patsy wants Rai dead. I heard them yelling. This is probably bad." Stated Ruth. "We must bail Rai out of this … got any twenties?"
John couldn't help but laugh, trying to suppress it.
"Snrrrrk!" Grinned John. "Errmm, well..."
"Are you laughing John? We have a maniac on the island and an ally on the hit list f a five foot tall computer geek. This is no laughing matter." Stated Ruth firmly.
"You're right, it's not." Conceded John. "We need to get the full story from Rai and then see if we can get the target onto Cy, or Trey or indeed anybody else if Cy wins immunity. It won't be easy but us Brawns have already done away with a psychopath and an Evil Afro Dude, so we can overcome this too. We just need to exploit cracks in the Brains alliances."
"Every human has one." Stated Ruth.
John decided to not comment on that. Knowing Ruth, it probably wasn't a joke.
"I'll see if I can make any progress with my words. Think you're up for looking for an idol, or the Statue even?" Suggested John.
"I found one once, I can find one again." Assured Ruth. "Search and destroy, yaaaaaay."
"Indeed." Chuckled John. "Hey, wait, when did you find an idol?"
"A while ago. I gave it to Sarge." Stated Ruth.
There was another silence.
"I shall be going now." Declared Ruth.
Ruth waked to the stairs but John spoke up once more.
"Oh, and Ruth?" Said John.
"Yeah?" Replied Ruth.
"… If you ever want to talk … talk about that, then I'm always ready to listen. We're gonna be finale buddies for sure." Smiled John.
Ruth smiled for a moment, before looking stoic again.
"That sounds nice." Said Ruth sincerely as she walked down the stairs.
John was alone and leaned onto the sand safety railings looking thoughtful.
"It all comes down to talking to the right person." Muttered John. "Who is that person though?"
John glanced at the sand safety railings.
"Also, how can sand support my muscular body mass?" Asked John, looking confused.
(Confessional: Because science.)
John: An all brawn final four was looking more and more likely … then Rai did what she did last night. I am unsure what to feel, really, so I'll just feel neutral until I get the facts. I base my actions around facts. But, I have to be honest, I am moreso dedicating to Ruth than Rai or Moe. Just how the cards have fallen. (John frowns). Also, did Ruth find the Brawn Idol when she was seeing me as the head bully? Bloody hell, I must have been stupid to not notice. (John laughs).
Ruth: Being equals is better than following a leader. I like equal things … they are nice and even. Maybe I have Symmetry OCD or something?
Cy walked into camp after spending a night in the cave out in the forest. He glanced around and saw nobody.
"Are people avoiding me or something?" Asked Cy flatly. "Do I have really bad breath, or are people that paranoid that I'm the Cloaked Shadow? ...Which I am not."
Cy shrugged and sat down on the sand to soak up a few rays of sunshine.
"Well, killer rays always help me think up new plans." Mused Cy. "If people are scared, at least I won't be disturbed."
(Confessional: better weather than in England.)
Cy: Silence is underrated. It helped me get my thoughts in order and set out a plan. The next vote will make or break me, so it has to go just perfect.
Rai was lying on her sand bed, face down on the sand pillows. She was clearly deep in thought, ignorant of the world passing by around her.
"Patsy was right. I don't want to admit it, but she's right … I've been a pretty big bitch lately." Lamented Rai. "And now Fosley is in such pain and the blame rests on my shoulders. I just want to stay in this room and mope..."
Rai lay still, seeming content to do just that.
"But that won't solve anything. I need to fix this … somehow. It's not over yet, I can still fix this! Urrrrgh, but how?" Asked Rai out loud. "I bet the answer is staring me in the face and I still can't see it."
Rai rolled over and looked up at the ceiling.
"Everything Patsy said was right … and all of it was negative. So, err … what's the thing I need to do here? Err … oh! Turn the negatives into positives as dad would say. Only question is … how do I overcome my flaws? I suck at answering questions correctly, and I need to get this right." Declared Rai as she sat up. "So … what do I do first? Not like the answer is juts gonna start knocking at my window."
At that moment a pebble was thrown at her window. Then another. And then another. It seemed something or somebody was trying to get her attention. Rai looked upwards.
"Thank you." Said Rai as she walked over to the window and opened it, seeing Moe standing down on the ground.
"Raipunzel, Raipunzel, let down your hair." Declared Moe.
"I would, if mum didn't insist on me keeping it short." Replied Rai. "So … am I a princess now? That's sweet, but … I'm more of a witch than a princess, I think."
"Witches are cool, they can do awesome magic." Replied Moe. "Why are you shut away in your room? Are you cold?"
"Actually, yes. It may be sunny, but this leotard does, like, not keep away the breeze." Agreed Rai. "Also, people are really mad at me, and I'm being a coward by hiding … actually, just take the 'ard' off coward."
"Are you saying you're milky?" Asked Moe.
"Well, I am getting a little pale." Admitted Rai. "Err … what were we talking about again?"
"I was asking you to come down." Stated Moe. "C'mon, I'll catch you."
"Well, I trust you. I see no way this could go wrong." Agreed Rai.
Rai carefully climbed into the window and jumped down to Moe's waiting arms.
BAM!
Rai missed and hit the sand.
"Omigosh! Are you ok Rai?!" Asked Moe frantically.
Rai got up and dusted herself off.
"Yeah, I'm fine, my had broke my fall." Assured Rai with a thumbs up. "So, what did you need?"
"I want to watch the clouds with you." Smiled Moe. "Also, I want to talk about what happened last night, but for the most part I just want to watch the clouds."
Rai took a deep breath.
"Lead the way. Those clouds won't witch themselves." Saluted Rai. "Plus, I have some minor things to discuss. Of course, when I say minor I actually mean super duper crazy important."
"My dad says that too." Noted Moe.
(Confessional: Usually the ground breaks my fall … and my legs.)
Rai: Even after my bad attitude and biggest blunder yet … Moe keeps standing by me. What did I do to deserve somebody so … wonderful?
Moe: I should totally write a self insert fan-fiction rip-off of Rapunzel starring me and Rai. I bet it'd get good reviews.
Trey sat by the camp-fire, relaxing.
"Ten players left … it's like No More Heroes, but then again I am no hero." Mused Trey.
John walked up to Trey, looking serious.
"Hey Trey, can we talk?" Asked John.
"Sure, why not?" Shrugged Trey. "Take a seat."
John sat down on the log across from Trey.
"So, what's on your mind?" Asked Trey.
"Tonight's vote." Stated John. "Any chance you would vote for somebody other then myself and the other three Brawns?"
"Well that depends, what do I get out of it?" Asked Trey. "I hold the cards here; I have the royal flush … you merely have a pair of twos. Tell me the benefits."
"Well, we could get rid of Cy for one." Stated John. "I can promise I have no intentions of voting off Bianca either."
Trey considered what John was saying.
"So, the guy who allegedly tried to steal my thunder will be gone, and myself and Bianca suffer no risks at all." Noted Trey. "… Sounds diabolical! I'm in!"
"Much appreciated." Nodded John.
(Confessional: Trey is a card shark at strategy.)
Trey: Now I see why Alejandro was such a villain sue, strategy is easy!
John: I wasn't lying about wanting to get rid of Cy. I just left out the fact Trey is the back-up target. A lie, yes, but I never said I was loyal to the Brains, and I wasn't lying when I said Bianca was not my target.
Ruth strolled through the forest, keeping an eye out for the Chef Hatchet Statue. As she walked along, she glanced at the sky.
"… That cloud looks like a nuke. Foreshadowing of the future?" Pondered Ruth. "Eh, I dunno."
Ruth walked onwards, remaining perceptive, and soon came to a field full of large rocks.
"I know what I must do." Declared Ruth.
Ruth ran forward and, like clockwork, began to turn over every rock.
(Confessional: Rock and roll … literally.)
Ruth: Like every TV-drama detective ever I must leave no stone unturned.
Moe and Rai were now on the roof of the sandcastle, looking up at the clouds.
"That one looks like a hedgehog." Noted Rai.
"That one reminds me of crocodiles." Mused Moe.
"I think that one looks like the hunchback from the Disney Film." Pondered Rai.
"That one over there looks like myself fifty years from now." Gasped Moe.
"That one over there looks like happiness." Noted Rai with a thoughtful expression.
"Happiness has a shape?" Asked Moe with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, triangles, hence the cloud." Said Rai as though it were obvious.
"Can't argue with that logic." Agreed Moe.
The two stood in silence together for a few moments, leaning on the safety railings.
"So … about last night." Began Moe.
"Oh, where to begin." Groaned Rai, before pausing and adding. "Seriously, I don't know where to start."
"How about at the beginning?" Suggested Moe.
"Good idea. So smart." Nodded Rai. "Ok, so … yeah, I thought Cy was not a maniac and kept him in with the idol, but it turns out he was a maniac and now Fosley has an injured arm and he and Patsy hate me and I am in more trouble than the time I was eight and bit the teacher. So, yeah … I'm boned."
"And not the funny bone either." Agreed Moe.
There was a silence, and a tumble weed rolled by.
"Hey, where did that weed come from? We're on a roof." Sad Rai, sounding confused.
"Detroit." Stated Moe.
"It's always Detroit." Agreed Rai. "Err … what were we talking about again?"
"The fact Patsy and Fosley hate you." Said Moe.
"That was blunt." Pouted Rai. "But you're right. I need to fix this somehow; I've messed up big time yesterday and I need to make like Handy Manny and fix it."
Moe looked thoughtful.
"Hmmm … oh! Why not make a list of problems you want to overcome, and we can work from there?" Suggested Moe.
Rai sat her tush down on a sand bench and dramatically sighed.
"Where to begin? First of all, I'm acting like an ass and whining more than a pack of wine gums … it may be my meds being gone, but still. Oh, yeah, and that reminds me, I blame too much on my meds. It could always be possible I am, in fact, kind a bitch at times. Err, what else was there…?" Rai trailed off, thinking hard. "Oh! Me and Brody … yeah, that was mess..."
"He cheated on you and didn't acknowledge that." Insisted Moe.
"As per always, you are right." Agreed Rai. "It's just, I dunno, I was a bitch too … and I had a few fights with him when we were a thing … some of which I started … ok, more than some. Honestly is romance worth it? It's really complex and gives me a headache."
"And heart ache, can't forget that." Added Moe.
"You bet I can't." Agreed Rai. "Hey, Moe … do you like me back?"
"I like everything. They say love makes people dumb, so there you go." Winked Moe with a goofy smile.
"You know what I mean." Said Rai patiently.
"I do. I also know I do like you a lot." Confirmed Moe. "Ready to give dating another chance?"
"You're certainly worth taking the chance," Grinned Rai. "But, I need to ask. How exactly are you able to put up with my … well … episodes? It can't be easy … do you see me as unflawed?"
"Oh, no, you're a very flawed person." Replied Moe honestly.
"Err … thanks?" Said Rai uncertainly.
"It wasn't as insult. We're all flawed in our own special ways. You have a temper and act without thinking … I improvise my way through everything, I tend to not pay attention when I need to the most, my feet kinda stink … oh, and since I speak out with my views so freely, I've been banned from countless book and debate clubs. But, it makes me myself." Declared Moe cheerfully. "That's the problem with flaws, people don't see the good in them."
The gears in Rai's head were turning slowly.
"So … having flaws is a good thing?" Asked Rai, looking like her head was hurting.
"Yep, because they let us know how we can better ourselves. For example, I need to pay attention and you need to keep nice and calm, and not let everything affect you so much." Advised Moe.
"Easier said than done." Admitted Rai. "I keep feeling down no matter what I do."
"Well, easy fix! Well, not easy … oh, you know what I mean. You, my good gal pal, need a motto." Declared Moe. "How about you tell yourself something like, err, um, oh! Something like, 'I may be dumb, but only because I love many things so much'. See, a negative just became a positive."
Rai considered Moe's words, and then lightly smiled.
"You know, meds or not, that does make me feel a bit better." Said Rai, a sparkle in her eyes. "So … um … is this the part where we kiss?"
"According to romance novels it is." Agreed Moe.
"Yay! But, first … Moe, I voted for you back on the first day. Sorry." Apologised Rai.
Moe shrugged as though he has been told the sky as blue.
"No big deal. We weren't besties back then." Assured Moe. "And now we are best besties. If you feel upset or angry, just repeat what I told you until the feeling passes."
"And if that doesn't work? Nothing if foolproof … and I am a fool." Chuckled Rai. "… A love fool."
"That's another thing we have in common!" Gasped Moe. "But if it fails, punch a tree. They won't mind, they have no skin to bruise or bones to break."
"Sounds like a plan to me." Nodded Rai. "Got anymore good plans?"
"I do." Confirmed Moe. "Such as, Operation Fire In The Sky."
"What does that involve?" Asked Rai eagerly.
Rather than tell, Moe decided to show and did so by kissing Rai on the lips. Rai's eyes widened in surprise, but then she shrugged and reciprocated the kiss.
(Confessional: It's about time!)
Moe: I am such a stud. (He giggles goofily)
Rai: (She giggles and make a lovestruck expression). Dooooyyyy, that was nice… (Rai shakes her head and tries to look serious). So, um. Me and Moe … this is nice. Maybe now I can finally put the past behind me … not gonna be easy since until I get my meds back, I'm gonna be more of a handful than, err … insert one of Moe's metaphors here. Also, I still need to figure out how to make from last night since being cheerful might just make Fosley and Patsy madder … wish me luck…? (Rai starts giggling again and fans herself) That kiss…
Bianca sat in the sand kitchen on a sand chair, a slice of sand cake on a sand plate in front of her on the sand table.
"… It was nice of Trey to cook for me, but I'd kinda like to eat something other than sand." Lamented Bianca, pushing the plate away. "At least it tastes better than parsnip. … Maybe it'd be better with some honey?"
"Yuck, honey is gross." Gagged Patsy as she entered the room. "… Are you actually eating the sand food?"
"Only a nibble." Assured Bianca. "I was curious."
"… I won't ask." Decided Patsy. "I do not understand what most of the people in this show are thinking most of the time, nor do I want to."
"Aw, what's wrong with the people here? I think most of them are really sweet." Replied Bianca.
"They're insane." Stated Patsy. "Bouncy, loud, immature … no thanks."
Bianca frowned and gave Patsy a look.
"Does that mean you find me, your friend, insane? I happen to be bouncy, loud and immature … all things you consider insane." Said Bianca firmly, crossing her arms.
Patsy seemed to stumble a little bit.
"I … err … you're the exception." Insisted Patsy. "I'm just not that great socially like you are, ok?"
"I guess I can accept that reasoning." Admitted Bianca. "Wait, you hate honey? How?"
"It's way too sickly and sweet for me." Stated Patsy, gagging at the thought of it. "I much prefer bitter or mild foods. But that is irrelevant. Today we will be voting off Rai, even if Cy is not immune. Anyway, Fosley will be need doing me, so good day to you."
Patsy left without another word.
"Hey, wait. I was thinking we could … great, do I have no power in this alliance?" Asked Bianca to herself with a pout. "I may be small, but I contain bit power. Maybe she's just stressed, I'll try again later."
(Confessional: Social Pro-tip: Don't insult your friends.)
Patsy: Just making sure all my allies are on the same page to get rid of the pest. Good to see Bianca is still with me on this; it's her best option.
Bianca: Ok, I know I may not be much of a strategic player … but I still like to be involved, you know?
Ollie sat on a rock, sketching out some kind of graph in the sand with a stick.
"So, I have Trey and Bianca on my side … Patsy and Rai won't want me gone right now … Cy is the Shadow … looks like I might be safe tonight without having to worry." Noted Ollie. "But tomorrow … best hope I don't get framed … again."
Ollie then noticed Cy was approaching him. Ollie tensed and quickly erased the graph in the sand and gripped the stick tightly.
"Hey dude." Greeted Cy. "Crazy night, right?"
"Keep away from me." Said Ollie nervously as he began t step back.
"… What's wrong?" Asked Cy.
"All evidence points to you being the Cloaked Shadow." Murmured Ollie. "You heard what happened to Fosley, right? The thing you did … how could you?"
"What did I do?" Asked Cy, sounding lost. "It wasn't me. It's a case of mistaken identity."
"Maybe it was." Admitted Ollie. "But, Fosley got pierced multiple places in his arm and was bleeding kinda badly … I can't take the chance. Both because I am scared sh*tless, and for the safety of all the victims thus far. I want to believe you are innocent, but I think the same of everybody else … I wish you luck until all this gets sorted out. We don't need more blood to be spilt."
Without another word Ollie quickly took his leave. Cy grumbled as he sat down on the rock.
"When I find this Cloaked Shadow … I'll make them wish they had stayed cloaked, huhuhuhuhuh." Chuckled Cy darkly.
(Confessional: Defected!)
Cy: So, Ollie had semi ditched me? I guess I understand his reasoning, but it sucks for my game. Still … Moe and Rai may be more willing to listen. The others may just want to vote Cloaky off … but me, I'm not a nice guy, so I wan to do a bit extra, huhuhuhuh … oh yeah, gotta make a good impression of Diamonds family. Hmm, what to do, what to do…
Ollie: I want to trust Cy … but, I want to trust everybody here. Somebody is a maniac, and willing to hurt others, so I can't risk anything. I understand this game involves dirty tricks and hard strategy, but … I refuse to accept a normal person would break somebody's arm, force another to crawl through thorns until they bleed, destroy medication, trap somebody in a pit overnight and goodness knows what else they have planned. This is nothing short of evil, or at the very least cruel, and I intend to put a stop to it … no matter what they have in store for me soon enough…
The four brawns were having an alliance meeting in one of the bedrooms, with the door locked and windows shut to prevent eavesdropping from other players. John and Ruth noticed Rai was resting her head on Moe's shoulder.
"So, you two are a couple now?" Asked John.
"Yup!" Confirmed Moe.
"It's true. Plus, Moe's shoulder is so soothing." Added Rai.
"About time." Said Ruth. "I'm all for romance but it's been going on for days."
"We were taking it tortoise slow. We weren't hares." Replied Moe. "After all,if we were hares we'd have fallen asleep mid challenge."
"The man speaks the truth." Added Rai.
"Well, it's good to see you two are a couple now. We wish you the best." Nodded John.
John paused.
"So, tell us about last night … using the idol on Cy." Requested John. "Why?"
Rai sat up straight and held her head a little.
"I had a thought. I had a feeling in me that Cy was innocent and not the Shadow … I now know I ought not to think, like ever, since I was wrong, and it was way worse than an F at Math. Can you help me out of this mess?" Asked Rai awkwardly. "I mean, me and Moe voted for Fosley last night, but Diamond still went, soooooo..."
"C'mon John, pretty please?" Added Moe.
John was silent, thinking over his response.
"They did say please." Added Ruth.
"True, they did." Agreed John with as somewhat amused sigh. "Ok, I'll try. We still got the vote to go our way because of the idol, so I can't really be angry, and you did what you thought was right, even if it was wrong, so … I'll do what I can. People will be angry at you Rai, I know this, but with ten people left we need to get just two on our side for a majority against Cy … you are ok with voting off Cy, right?"
"I may be dim, but I know when I'm backed into a corner." Assured Rai.
"I like corners. I can go for that." Saluted Moe.
"I don't like psychopaths." Shrugged Ruth.
"Looks like we have our plan then. Cy goes tonight." Nodded John. "And if Cy wins immunity, which is not statistically impossible, I think Trey would be a good back-up target. I could make it happen."
The other brawns made words of agreement to this plan.
"Well, it'll be challenge time soon, so let's get to the camp-fire area. I'll grab the Chris Mail." Stated John.
"You are good at grabbing things." Agreed Ruth.
Moe and Rai giggling immaturely while John shook his head; the Brawns left the room, but none of them noticed a block in the corner of the room had been pulled out while they were talking, allowing Trey to listen in on them. He did not look happy.
(Confessional: Ruth is the TD equivalent of Barry Burton in meme worthy lines.)
John: I admit it's nice there are people who are better targets than me, but I do not like the fact it is a close ally of mine getting the flak. But, I have strategized my way to the final ten. It should be easy to strategize an ally into the final nine.
Moe: Ruth is funny. You know, em an Rai spend so much time together we've not spoken to her very much. We must fix this.
Trey: After all I did for John ... all the blood and tears and suffering … just for him to want me gone?! This will not stand!
A while later the campers were sat around the camp-fire waiting for John to return with the Chris Mail. Notably, everybody was sitting away from Cy, something he took notice of.
"Ok, seriously, do I smell or something?" Asked Cy flatly.
Nobody said anything and an awkward silence arose. Seeing no other option, Cy decided to mess with the others a bit.
"I know I am gorgeous, but you don't need to stare." Teased Cy.
"Defiant until the end." Noted Fosley. "Fun."
"At least we have less than twelve hours to put up with him." Shrugged Patsy.
"That's what you think." Replied Cy. "I may not be the Shadow you think I am, but I am a cockroach … I just won't die."
"We don't want you to die!" Insisted Ollie. "Never!"
"It was a figure of speech." Assured Bianca. "Oh, here's John."
John walked up, an envelope in hand.
"I can sense all the tension in the air, so I shall make this quick." Stated John as he opened the envelope and took out the letter inside. "It says, 'are you prepared to be a parent to win immunity' … err..."
Some campers began giggling at the implications, to which John and the non giggling campers sighed.
"Let's just go." Stated John.
"Bring on the parenthood!" Declared Rai.
"Someone's eager." Noted Ollie with a chuckle.
(Confessional: Not as sexy as it sounds.)
Cy: I know I'm safe because I have legs. (Cy giggles). Sorry, couldn't resist. But, yeah, I want to keep them as long as possible, so immunity or bust is my goal.
Trey: Parenthood? Well, considering my own parents … I'm more boned than Jack Skelligton.
Ruth: I don't like the sound of that challenge description. Chris has gone crazy.
Patsy: I suspect we'll have to look after a dill or something. Urrgh, I never wanted to become a single mum. It sucks!
(Challenge Area)
The ten campers stood in a line left to right, ready to compete. Chris and SARA stood at the ready, the robot next to a large crate. Chris flashed a grin to the camera and began to speak.
"Welcome to your next immunity challenge. This one will tell us for sure which of you will make great future parents, if you're into that kind of thing, and who ought to turn themselves over to social services." Declared Chris.
"Like Chris here." Added SARA. "Imagine him as a parent."
Many of the campers shuddered.
"Those poor children." Said Ruth sympathetically.
"Can't imagine a worse fate." Agreed Rai.
"I can if you don't let me finish." Frowned Chris. "Anyway, today you will each be given a lifelike doll to loo after. They act just like real babies but without the risks of safety involved."
"Ok, I call bullsh*t. You used real babies in that pre-merge challenge in Pahkitew, remember?" Stated Ollie, crossing his arms and frowning.
"Lawyers can be convincing." Stated Chris with a shudder."Anyway, SARA, hand out the babies."
SARA rolled its eyes, but did as asked for once and, after opening the crate, passed out a doll and a pouch of baby supplies to each of the campers.
"You need to be the best parents you can possibility be if you want immunity." Stated Chris. "You'll need to feed them, change them, burp them, give them a nap and much more if you want immunity. Each doll has an in build happiness meter connected to SARA; whoever has the happiest baby by sundown will win immunity."
"Well, that sounds easy enough." Noted John.
"Totally." Agreed Rai.
Rai's baby started to bawl.
"WAAAAAAHHHHH!" Sobbed the fake baby.
"Omigosh! Oh, it's ok, it's ok! Please stop crying." Said Rai gently, before starting to twitch. "Seriously, please stop!"
"It ain't gonna be that easy." Teased Chris. "Also, you all have to give your babies names."
"Oh! Me first!" Exclaimed Bianca. "I'll call this little guy Spyro!"
"… I call dibs in Sly Jr." Decided Cy.
"Eh, I'll call it Clark." Shrugged Fosley.
"I'll call my baby Caroline." Decided John.
"I shall call my daughter Starlight." Declared Moe.
"Hmmm … maybe I'll call this kid Ollivia? Sorta sounds like me and Liv's names put together." Noted Ollie.
"My daughter shall me given a dignified name … perhaps Polina?" Decided Patsy.
"I'll do what Ollie did, and I'll fuse my name and my boyfriend's names together to get … Mai!" Declare Rai, her baby still crying. "Come on, please stop! I'll give you candy!"
"This guy will be called Pubert." Stated Ruth.
"My son, the future ruler of the world after my passing, shall henceforth be called Titan!" Exclaimed Trey.
With the 'babies' all named, Chris spoke up once more.
"With that, the challenge begins now!" Declared Chris. "You will be at camp for the duration of this challenge, though if you want to take your baby for a walk that is allowed, but not recommended. Off to camp, and parenthood, with you!"
With enough being said, the ten campers headed off back to camp where the joy of parenthood awaited them.
And by joy I mean despair.
(Confessional: First comes love … sorta.)
Moe: Time for a father-daughter nature walk!
John: So, parenthood? I think I can handle this. I have younger brothers, can't be much different than that, right?
Bianca: I just realised … this is a parenthood challenge, and Trey had pretty mean parents … oh dear.
Patsy: If I can ace the hardest computer classes, how bad can this be? It's just a doll. (Text appears on screen saying 'famous last words'.)
Cy: Diamond has made me softer and more gentle, so this should be … possible, I think? I will be the best dad ever.
Rai: (Her baby is still bawling and she is chanting a mantra, her eye twitching). I am dumb but only because I love lots of stuff, I am dumb but only because I love lots of stuff, I am dumb but only because I love lots of stuff … HELP!
Trey: Super baddie is gonna become super daddy!
Next Time: We see that parenthood is NOT all it is cracked up to be. Also, new information comes to light and somebody else is voted off the island.