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CragmiteBlaster's Words of Wisdom: This chapter has been a long time coming; it's the conclusion of the Germany Arc! I've been writing this chapter for hours and, unless I'm mistaken, it is the longest chapter in the story thus far and for good reason! You'll see what I mean. Currently I'm not sure what to write next; the next arc of Tween Tour or the next episode of Tweenabet. Do you guys have a preference? Also, two words … University rocks! With that said, enjoy reading!
The worst part of drinking is the hangover the next morning…
With the challenge over and the winners and losers known it was time for the solo immunity challenge of the episode. The brewery had been left behind and currently the Fearsome Fireflies had been led away by Chris to participate in the solo immunity challenge. While that was going on the other two teams were enjoying a meal in a popular local German restaurant. Currently the tweens were sitting with their new team mates while Suki sat at a table by herself.
"These sausages are awesome!" Cheered Craig. "I hope we never lose if it means getting a nice reward like this!"
"Me too, I'm still not very accustomed to eating the food of commoners." Nodded Amy as she ate her meal with great table manners.
"I find the term commoner a bit insulting." Frowned Emily. "Money doesn't define who we are you know."
"Sorry, I'm still getting used to the whole 'socialising' thing." Apologised Amy. "Honestly, I've never been around people who aren't at least millionaires before. There's a notable difference between people here and in the social circles I'm used to."
"What's that difference?" Asked Vinsun.
"You guys have, how should I say this, simpler tastes. Like, you're satisfied with less than what it takes to make my friends happy. I mean; Marcy's yearly pool party likely costs more than all your families make in a year." Explained Amy.
"Suddenly I feel very poor." Mused Ramona. "Kinda like that movie, you know, the one with the prince and the poor guy who swap lives?"
"The prince and the pauper." Stated Pablo. "It's one of my favourite movies."
"Yes, it is a case of the doppelganger effect where somebody is not you, but looks exactly the same as you. Kind of like an identical twin that's not related to you." Nodded Gareth.
"Imagine if twins got on this show; they'd confuse everyone and swap places in teams." Chuckled Craig. "Does anybody here have a twin?"
Nobody spoke since they didn't have a twin.
"So, I hear Ted drank some beer during the challenge, funny huh?" Laughed Craig. "There's an age limit on it for a reason huh?"
"He drank beer? Oh that idiot." Groaned Pablo. "I'll be sure to have a word with him about that … and let him know how stupid he was."
"Sounds fair." Nodded Ramona. "Heck, my parents don't even let me have coffee; they say it makes me go cuckoo for coco puffs or something like that."
"Same with me." Nodded Vinsun. "I tend to just drink fruit juice or Pa's 'Bubbling Sugar'; it's kind of like soda, but home made."
"What flavour is it?" Asked Emily curiously.
"… I honestly don't know; only Pa knows." Stated Vinsun. "Hey Ling, you're being really quiet, something up?"
"I'm fine, though I see that Suki is sitting by herself." Noted Ling. "I think I'll go and see if she's alright."
"Good idea … maybe what Ted did has gotten her a little annoyed." Guessed Vinsun.
"Maybe … hey Vinsun, you haven't eaten anything yet." Noted Emily. "Aren't you hungry?"
Emily was right; Vinsun hadn't eaten a single bite of his meal yet which was odd since he had previously claimed to be hungry before the food had arrived.
"Oh, err, yeah. I am hungry, but I thought it would be polite to let you eat yours first; I have been informed that letting a lady go first is common chivalry." Stated Vinsun with a polite tip of his hat for good measure.
Unseen to anyone but the country boy, Craig gave Vinsun a thumbs up.
"That's very sweet of you Vinsun." Smiled Emily. "But I think the phrase means let the lady take the first bite; not that you need to wait for me to finish, Knowing me I might order seconds; I love meat."
"Very well then." Nodded Vinsun as he started to eat his meal. "You lead and I follow ma'am."
"Such a gentleman; his manners remind me of my butler Cadvis … I miss him." Admitted Amy. "Who here misses their families?"
Everyone at the table raised their hand.
"… I thought so." Noted Amy.
(Airplane Confessional: That's an understatement.)
Pablo: I'm liking my new team mates so far; we work well together and there's a big 'feel good atmosphere' in the team. We may be quite different as individuals, but it's like The Land before Time, the differences bring us together.
Craig: Grace once told me that if I was to get a girlfriend and go on a date I should avoid alcohol. She says it makes kisses taste gross and it's why she broke up with Chad … she didn't elaborate.
Emily: It's nice to win immunity … but now that there are three teams it's gonna be harder to win since third place is now the danger zone due to fourth place not existing anymore. Hopefully we can do alright since most of us aren't too strong physically; we're better with brains and speed. I think every team has its own advantages and disadvantages.
Vinsun: The book Crag gave me seems to be working mighty well. Step number one involves me being a gentleman and letting Emily take the first step at anything we do. Common courtesy and chivalry it's called. Sounds mighty fancy.
The Mystic Moths, besides Suki, were eating their meal at a table on the other side of the restaurant; they had a window seat and Lars was making use of this to watch the streets outside due to having finished his meal.
"You know, I've always wondered; why can't you choose your own neighbours? I mean, you'll be living next to them right, so why not get to choose them? The house is important but so is the company. Have them lined up and then look them over and either say 'I'll take them' or 'I don't like the selection, can we try another street'; it's save everyone a lot of fence side arguing. I live on a street full of kids who's futures include arms dealers, serial killers and corporate lawyers … but that's to be expected when you live in the 'rats nest'." Monologue Lars whilst looking out the window.
"What are you talking about?" Blinked Ted.
"I tend to just zone out and think when looking at a busy street." Shrugged Lars.
"Fair enough, I do the same when in math class." Admitted Ted before wincing. "Man, my head hurts."
"And so it should; you should not have drank that beer. Suk is really mad at you dude." Said Jarvis sympathetically.
"How was I supposed to know it was that awful?" Asked Ted.
"Maybe the fact you have to be eighteen to drink it." Suggested Karrie. "My parents don't drink, we just love soda. Maybe you could use soda to wean yourself of the addiction."
"Karrie, I don't think he's addicted." Stated Terrence.
"Oh, right." Nodded Karrie sheepishly.
"Yeah man, pardon my German but you totally gefickt up today." Scowled Lars. "Do you think booze is cool or something? Honestly moron, you're a moron."
"Well you bully people." Frowned Terrence.
"I don't drink though." Shrugged Lars. "Unless you count coffee, I love coffee."
"Then how come you aren't hyper like I was last time I drank it?" Asked Pandora.
"Who cares?" Asked Lars bluntly.
"Fair enough…" Murmured Pandora.
"Hey Pandora, what happened the last time you had coffee? I recall you mentioning something about it a while ago." Noted Jarvis.
Pandora was momentarily lost in Jarvis's chiselled facial features before composing herself and speaking.
"Err … well … I don't really want to talk about it. Come to my room tonight and I'll tell you." Offered Pandora.
"You've come a long way since the start of the game Pandora." Smiled Jarvis. At the start you were always teary and crying, now here you are offering to tell me a secret."
"Y-yeah … b-big improvement." Said Pandora shyly.
"You've been really quiet Megan, something on your mind … or possibly in your mind?" Asked Terrence politely.
"Oh, nothing much, just thinking about how my previous team mates are doing, that's all." Assured Megan. "And boy, our beer today sure rocked huh? I added a secret ingredient to make it better."
"… What was the ingredient?" Asked Karrie.
"Oyster sauce; it has a powerful effect indeed. Like I obviously intended, we easily won." Grinned Megan.
"So that's what that awful taste was." Murmured Ted. "Ow my head…
"Speaking of awful, you did nothing in the challenge today Lars. Pick it up next time or you're getting discharged from the unit." Stated Terrence.
"Maybe." Shrugged Lars. "Pass the mustard would you?"
(Airplane Confessional: I'd have preferred ketchup.)
Ted: I'm in BIG trouble now. Suk is mad at me … and it feels worse than a kick to the nuts. I hope I can properly apologise to her soon … then again, maybe she deserves a better guy than me? Big bro, where did I go wrong? I thought being as cool as you was a good thing … it is, isn't it? I mean, you're my hero…
Jarvis: Me and Pandora are pretty close; I've got her back, and I think she's got mine. Last night I woke up around three in the morning and she had her arms around me … it was kinda nice. I was really shy at the start of this contest, not revealing too much … but like Pandora I've opened up over time.
Lars: Megan might be useful; maybe I could get her on my side? At least then I could have some kind of ally who isn't hated. I bet I could control her quite easily. Just gotta lie and say I'm a Martian or something and she'll say how high when I ask her to jump, or something like that. Pfft, this team swap changes nothing except make the team size bigger.
Megan: Now that they know I unintentionally helped them win they'll make me the MVP! I think this team swap was for the best; the Snails were just too hard to be a member of since I cared about most of them. See, I had to make myself look like a villain though; villains always get far on total drama, and with the two million I could finance a trip to Sweden for the Crumple Horned Snorkack … yes, they are real!
Karrie: My dad once told me that if beer was invented in the modern age and not long ago then it'd definitely be illegal … after today I can see his point.
Suki was sitting at a table by herself in a corner of the restaurant and was slowly eating her meal, though her mind wasn't focused on the food she was eating, but rather on the actions of her boyfriend.
"He disobeyed me … well, he has free will and is a nice headstrong guy … but he could have really hurt himself. Surely he knew it was the wrong thing to do because of the age limit. It felt so awful to yell at him and threaten him with that … but it needed to be done. Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind … gee, what am I gonna do now? Is this gonna put strain on our relationship?" Sighed Suki.
"Are you ok Suki?" Asked Ling politely as she walked up.
"More or less … mostly less." Ad mitted Suki.
"Mind if I take a seat?" Asked Ling.
"Sure." Shrugged Suki.
Ling sat down across from Suki and saw that she looked very troubled.
"Are you feeling alright? You always seem so chipper and happy, quite the opposite of now." Noted Ling. "Is this something to do with Ted? I hear he drank beer … is that true or just a lie going around?"
"It's true." Sighed Suki. "He risked his own personal health to be 'cool' … I really yelled at him for it and now I feel guilty; I'm not even sure if it was justifiable."
"I personally think it was considering the context." Assured Ling. "Sometimes you've got to be cruel to be kind."
"That's what I thought." Admitted Suki. "Why are boys so complicated? Then again, they think the same of us girls. I hope this won't tear apart me and Ted; I really like him, a lot, but he can be a little … well … what's a nice word for having no common sense?"
"Brash?" Suggested Ling.
"Yeah, that. He's kinda brash." Sighed Suki. "You're lucky Ling; you've got a really great relationship with Pablo and no problems at all besides the usual first crush nerves."
"Well, we aren't official going out yet." Blushed Ling.
"Oh, right … but you're on the way to it, right?" Smiled Suki.
"I hope so…" Mumbled Ling.
"… Do you have love problems too?" Asked Suki in concern.
"Well … yeah, quite possibly." Sighed Ling. "See, because of this team switch Pablo and me have new team mates … and well, Amy is one of them."
"Oh my, does Pablo like her?" Asked Suk with wide eyes.
"Not quite … I think. See, they actually knew each other years ago and now they're catching up and rekindling their old friendship. They even had a pretend wedding once and I'm pretty sure they had the 'you may now kiss the bride' part of the wedding included. What if they end up falling in love and Pablo forgets about me?" Said Ling with a quiet sniffle. "I've … never been close to somebody my age before now like I have been with Pablo; I don't want to lose him."
"I guess we both have problems huh?" Said Suki while picking at her meal with her fork. "At least we have each other; friends are there to help you and stuff. I'd help you if I could, but it's beyond my power … or is it…"
"Do you have something in mind?" Asked Ling.
"I think so. In fact, I have a plan!" Grinned Suki. "If you help me with Ted then I promise to help you with Pablo. Maybe if you could have a word with Ted as soon as it's convenient for you I could give you a makeover and make you so soooooo pretty that Pablo will pay full attention to you."
"… Suki, you may be childish and sometimes silly, but you are a genius. Thank you." Said Ling gratefully and with a polite bow.
"My pleasure." Assured Suki. "Funny how the boys we like are best friends outside the show huh?"
"Indeed; it's a funny coincidence." Nodded Ling.
(Airplane Confessional: Oriental power!)
Suki: I'm hoping this will all work out in the end; I much prefer happy endings to sad endings. Isn't life supposed to have a happy ending? Hmm … do you think I should tell Ted about things like 'stomach pumping'? Alas, I cannot hear the answers you guys give. If only this camera was two way to the outside world. I wonder what's been happening back home while I've been here … I miss my mummy and daddy and sisters and … everyone.
Ling: I'm not entirely certain a makeover will work, but Suki has a boyfriend already and is a lot more social than me … so I think she knows what she's doing. Hopefully I succeed in my end of the deal.
A few streets from the restaurant the Fearsome Fireflies were about to take part in the solo immunity challenge. They did not have the luxury of immunity or a nice meal, all they had was failure with a side course of defeat and a pint of loss. Currently they were due to take part in the solo immunity challenge. Set up nearby was what looked like a 'tug of war arena'. A long thin rectangle platform that allowed for no sideways movement, but a lot of forward and back movement with had a square hole in the middle filled with a pit of what could only be described as slimy sludge. It seemed to resemble the tug of war trial from Robot Wars … and one tween noticed.
"Chris, this was from Robot Wars; the tug of war platform is exactly the same." Stated Jethro.
"So? People from the nineties who watch the episode will get nostalgia. And it's not like any of you guys are robots, right?" Shrugged Chris,
"Touché." Conceded Jethro.
Chris nodded while Noah, who was standing next to Chris, prepared to give the sign language translation to Molly.
"So, anyway, here's how today's challenge works. You guys are going to be playing a game of tug of war, a challenge that will test your physical strength. The eight of you will one by one go up against one of our interns and try to either pull them into the pit, survive or last as long as you can. All you really have to do is pull and sue your strength." Stated Chris.
"Err … what's that stuff in the pit in the middle?" Asked Winter uncertainly.
"Ew, that green stuff looks nasty." Gagged Molly.
"Slime. It's popular with kids, right?" Asked Chris.
"Yuck! No it's not; it's disgusting!" Exclaimed Winter. "And this is my favourite shirt!"
"I'm gonna have to agree with Winter, its gross." Winced Oliver.
The rest of the team all voiced their agreement.
"Really? Huh, well … guess that's incentive for you to try your best." Chuckled Chris. "We have showers on the plane anyway. For this challenge you'll need grip if you don't want to slip, traction to stay in the action, power to be the tween of the hour, muscle to avoid the hustle, time to-."
"As fascinating as your phrases are, could we get on with this?" Requested Benjamin dryly. "What are the conditions for winning, I find it likely at least two people will survive being pulled in."
"There are a number of ways." Nodded Chris. "If everyone then is pulled in the winner is whoever lasted the longest. If only one survives then they win, but if multiple people survive then whoever was furthest from the slime pit. And if somebody pulls the intern in then they are the winners … and if somehow more than one of you pulls the intern in then it'll be whoever did it the fastest."
"Eh, sounds simple enough." Nodded Benjamin.
"Is it?" Asked Tony.
"Yeah, all you gotta do is hold the rope tightly and pull backwards … you do know which direction backwards is, right?" Asked Benjamin.
"Of course I do; I'm a bit of a dummy, but I'm not dead in the head." Nodded Tony.
"How long do we have to last before we are considered to have 'survived'?" Asked Edgar.
"Thirty seconds." Stated Chris.
"That's pretty easy." Grinned Edgar.
"At the risk of a #bleep# oh crap moment, which intern are we #bleep# going up against?" Asked Bea.
"None other than Bridgette." Said Chris cheerfully. "Come on out Bridgette!"
Bridgette walked over from behind a tree and smiled at the tweens.
"Chris said I was the logical choice for this challenge … why was I the 'logical choice' exactly?" Inquired Bridgette.
"Owen is far too heavy, Izzy is crazy, Katie isn't popular with the fans and might be too hard and Noah and Ezekiel are too weak. You are the most well rounded intern for the challenge." Explained Chris.
"… Makes sense to me." Shrugged Bridgette.
"I'm not that weak." Muttered Noah. "… Wait, why do I even care?"
"By the way Fireflies, to ensure you don't let go of the rope to avoid going in the slime pit … you will all be wearing belts with the rope hooked onto them and the other end attached to Bridgette. Keeps things fair, and more hilarious for me and the viewers." Cackled Chris.
"… So, who's going first, dare I ask?" Murmured Oliver. "Because I say … not it!"
"I've already chosen a random order." Assured Chris. "And you're not going first."
"How did you choose the order?" Inquired Jethro.
"I picked your names out of a hat." Stated Chris. "Anyway, our first victim is … Molly!"
When Noah had done the sign language translation Molly gulped.
"… Is it alright if I take off my hat for this? I don't want to risk it getting stained permanently." Requested Molly.
"Sure; Noah can take care of it." Shrugged Chris while pointing to Noah. "Now let's get you ready for the challenge!"
"Say, has anybody got a nail file?" Asked Winter. "Cause I'd like to borrow one."
"Sure." Shrugged Chris as he reached into his pocket, took out a nail file and then tossed it to Winter. "Any reason why?"
"You'll see." Said Winter simply. "Also, can I use the bathroom?"
(Airplane Confessional: The Tug of War trial was the author's favourite trial in all of Robot Wars).
Molly: … This is gonna suck…
Edgar: Time for my third solo immunity win; I'm heavier than the others so I'll have a natural advantage over them. I'm not getting voted out, but I'd rather none of the other won it; that way I can have plenty of choices on who to vote out.
Benjamin: I'm reasonably strong for my age thanks to working on my grandparents farm during a lot of my school vacations, and Bridgette is quite clumsy, so hopefully I can pull this one off. I doubt many of the others will survive, so if I can avoid getting pulled into the slime pit it should be enough.
Oliver: I doubt I'm gonna win this, so I'm just gonna await the inevitable. But maybe Bridgette will trip?
Molly was presently wearing a special tight belt with the rope connected to it. The long rope went over to the other side of the soft wooden tug of war platform where Bridgette was connected to the rope by an identical, but bigger sized, belt.
"Ok, how am I going to do this? Molly won't hear the air-horn." Pondered Chris. "And I'll get angry emails if I'm unfair … more than usual anyway."
"I have an idea." Said Noah as he walked up to the side of the pit. "I'll do a countdown on my fingers."
"Good idea." Nodded Chris.
Noah waved a hand to get Molly's attention; he held up three fingers, then two, then one and gave the thumbs up.
Molly immediately began to try to run in the opposite direction of the pit in an attempt to try and use speed and momentum to pull Bridgette back. Bridgette however was both stronger and bigger than Molly, with longer legs too, and began pulling her back towards the pit with relative ease. Molly tried to run with all her might but this only slightly slowed down the inevitable.
"No! No!" Yelled Molly in panic as she wobbled briefly on the edge of the pit and fell backwards into the slime, before surfacing and letting out a wail ."Ack! This is disgusting! Get me out of here!"
"Sorry!" Apologised Bridgette.
Owen quickly ran up and gently, but easily, picked Molly up and out of the pit.
"You ok Molly?" Asked Owen.
Molly didn't hear Owen but knew roughly what he was likely to have asked.
"This is so gross; can I have a towel?" Asked Molly in humiliation.
Owen obliged and took a towel out of a nearby box and passed it to Molly. He then pointed to a bench which have a sign above it that read 'Bench of Slimy Shame'. Molly sighed and went to the bench.
"At least my hat is ok." Sighed Molly. "Good luck Oliver, win it for the bees!"
Oliver nodded even though he doubted he'd be able to win.
"Ok, Molly has taken the sliming of shame and lasted 9.87 seconds; she sets the benchmark, but not really the pace." Announced Chris. "Ok Tony, you're next!"
(Airplane Confessional: That's the thing with this challenge, you either feel bad for somebody you like, or laugh at somebody you hate).
Molly: (Her cloths are a mess). Now I see why mummy often says, well, more like signs, that cleanliness is close to Godliness. Oh, this is humiliating…
Bea: … Should I be #bleep# worried, because I am!
Soon Tony was clipped to the rope and ready to start his turn in the challenge.
"Hey Chris, is that jelly ok to eat?" Asked Tony. "Only that I like lime flavour."
"It's not jelly! It's a slimy mixture that is harmful to ingest, don't eat it!" Cautioned Winter.
"… What does ingest mean?" Asked Tony.
"It means don't eat it!" Yelled Jethro.
"Okie dokie." Nodded Tony.
"Ok then … GO!" Announced Chris as he sounded the air-horn.
Bridgette began to pull and Tony started to run forwards and immediately showed a lot more resistance than Molly had shown. For a few seconds he had pulled Bridgette towards the pit and then been dragged a few inches back before a temporary stalemate was reached.
"Go Tony! You can do it!" Cheered Winter.
"Don't you want to win solo immunity too?" Asked Edgar.
"Of course, but Tony is my friend so supporting him is what I should do." Stated Winter.
"Maybe I'll support him too." Shrugged Edgar. "Hey Tony, I bet your family is watching, they must be proud!"
"Oh yeah! Hi mum!" Waved Tony to the camera.
However, this sudden arm movement made Tony lose balance and fall over; after that he was quickly dragged into the slime pit. He quickly surfaced and gagged.
"This stuff is so gooey! It's like snot!" Gagged Tony. "… Wait, is it real snot? Aaaagh!"
Owen quickly helped out the flailing tween and handed him a blanket to clean up a bit while Winter glared at Edgar.
"Ok, that was seriously an accident." Insisted Edgar.
"I'll believe it this time." Said Winter calmly.
"Ok Tony, to the Bench of Slimey Shame with you!" Announced Chris. "Tony lasted 26.02 seconds meaning he's the current leader."
"Yay!" Cheered Tony. "Good luck guys!"
"They'll certainly need it." Grinned Chris. "Next up is Jethro!"
"Let's get this over with." Sighed Jethro. "Hopefully I can win."
(Airplane Confessional: Hopefully not; think of the fans!)
Winter: Poor Tony…
Edgar: I wasn't lying, I didn't intend for that. I just wanted to look good in front of the others … but hey, that's one less person who will survive the tug. I got this in the bag!
Jethro was attached to Bridgette by the rope and belt and was ready to start the challenge. He took a deep breath and signalled to Chris that he was ready.
"I'm ready for this challenge, but is this challenge ready for me?" Grinned Jethro.
"I'm ready too!" Announced Bridgette.
"Ok then … GO!" Announced Chris while sounding the air horn.
Jethro had started facing Bridgette and began to try and dig his shoes into the platform to stop Bridgette pulling him while holding back on the rope. However, Bridgette didn't seem to have much trouble pulling Jethro towards the pit; it seemed like he wasn't putting up much of a fight, though he was still doing better than Molly had been doing. However, not so slowly but very surely Jethro was pulled into the slime pit face first. He quickly surfaced and flailed about.
"Get me out of here! This jacket cost seventy dollars!" Yelled Jethro.
"Sure thing." Nodded Owen as he yanked Jethro out of the pit and after setting him down passed the former Roach a blanket. "Hope you're god at bench warming."
"That was nasty." Gagged Jethro in disgust.
"And Jethro is the third one pulled in." Laughed Chris. "He lasted 14.20 seconds; enough to beat Molly, but not enough to pass Tony. Tony still leads!"
"Good job Tony." Nodded Jethro.
"Ok Edgar, you're next!" Announced Chris.
(Airplane Confessional: He didn't do as well as I thought he would…)
Benjamin: I'd like to win, but as long as somebody who was on my previous team wins then I'll be fine with it And hey, Tony deserves to win, he's a cool guy in his own unique way.
Jethro: If I wanted to I could have got Bridgette into the pit within three seconds thanks to my cybernetic implants, but it wouldn't be worth it. Everyone would be super suspicious and then vote me out as a threat, which I am. I may be an awesome player, but if I get too many votes I'll be done just like anybody else.
Edgar had been roped up and was just about ready to begin. He had sat down facing Bridgette to use his weight as an anchor and use his feet to anchor himself further.
"Hey Edgar, wouldn't running be a better strategy?" Asked Oliver.
"Nope; I'm using my weight to anchor myself. A beyond expert knowledge in physics does tend to help." Replied Edgar. "Ok, I'm ready!"
"… GO!" Announced Chris while sounding the air horn.
Bridgette quickly turned to face Edgar, grabbed the rope with both hands and started to pull back with force; Edgar began to slide along the smooth wooden surface; even the dried paint on it wasn't going to help him.
"No! No! No!" Yelled Edgar as he tried to resist and crawl the other way.
It did him no good and soon enough he was pulled into the slime legs first. Edgar surfaced and shrieked.
"Ack! Get this stuff of me!" Yelled Edgar in disgust.
Owen hoisted Edgar out and gave him and blanket before sending him to the bench. While this happened Chris chuckled.
"So far everyone has been pulled in! Will any of you actually survive the tug?" Asked Chris with a chuckle. "Well, despite his plan failing epically, Edgar lasted 16.35 seconds so he's not last on the leader board … however, Tony still leads."
"Woohoo!" Cheered Tony.
"Nuts." Muttered Edgar.
"Ok Benjamin, you're up!" Stated Chris.
(Airplane Confessional: Edgar would be a good dragster; he's often dragged towards places he doesn't want to be near!)
Edgar: (His cloths are ruined). Urgh! How did it not work? Well, I'm safe anyway, but I'd have liked to vote off that idiot to be hone … hopefully somebody can beat him.
Tony: I hope that if I don't win then Benjamin does; he's sometimes sad so this'll cheer him up!
Benjamin was soon ready for the challenge; he was quickly thinking of some way to make things easier. All he could come up with was anchoring himself, pulling back on the rope and using a lot of strength.
"Benjamin, are you ready?" Asked Chris.
"I'm ready." Nodded Benjamin.
"Bridgette, are you ready?" Asked Chris.
"Ready and raring to go." Nodded Bridgette.
"GO!" Announced Chris while sounding the air horn.
Benjamin immediately pulled hard whilst crouching a little and leaning back slightly; this allowed him to pull Bridgette forwards a little. Benjamin was putting all his might into pulling on the rope and concentrating on his stance; slow and steady indeed. Bridgette was trying to pull him back but Benjamin's lower stance compared to her standing up made this quite hard. As a stalemate was reached Benjamin quickly lurched backwards all of a sudden and pulled Bridgette a little bit closer to the pit. But at that moment the air horn was sounded again.
"And Benjamin survives for the full thirty seconds!" Announced Chris. "Benjamin takes the lead and Noah will mark the place he was standing at the end. Hold still Benjy."
"It's Benjamin." Muttered Benjamin, though he looked quite pleased that he had survived.
Noah drew a blue line where Benjamin had been standing and wrote his name by it. Benjamin then unclipped himself from the rope and jumped off the platform.
"With luck, nobody will beat that." Said Benjamin hopefully.
"Woohoo! That was #bleep# awesome Benjamin!" Cheered Bea.
"Hooray for Benjy!" Cheered Tony.
"Great job." Smiled Winter.
"… Thanks guys." Nodded Benjamin.
"Ok Oliver, you're up next!" Announced Chris.
(Airplane Confessional: Like I've said, Benjamin would be good on Survivor … he IS a survivor!)
Benjamin: On one hand I'm in first and I think I'll likely win immunity. On the downside, Tony lost immunity, but I think he'll be ok. Me and my friends make up half the team; if we get another vote, or if somebody votes wrong then we'll be fine regardless. Don't worry mother, I'll make sure you beat cancer!
Molly: Noah signed that Oliver is next … hopefully he'll do ok. If not, he'll do better than I did … I'm sure he'll do just fine!
Oliver was set for the challenge and was trying to gather his 'hidden strength' to stand a chance.
"You can do this Oliver; just focus and summon your hidden potential. Be not a boy, but a man." Whispered Oliver to psyche himself up.
"Ok guys, on your marks, get set … GO!" Announced Chris whilst sounding the air-horn.
Oliver tried to lurch forward and run, but stumbled and his glasses fell off. He then fell over forwards and Bridgette very quickly and easily dragged him into the slime pit.
While Owen helped Oliver out of the pit (and helped him find his glasses) Edgar couldn't help but laugh.
"Ok, I'm in poor physical condition, but even I wasn't pulled in that fast." Sniggered Edgar.
"Be nice." Frowned Winter.
"Yeah Edgar, it may be kinda funny, but laughing at him is still mean." Stated Jethro.
"I think we have a new leader … just kidding, that was an epic fail! Haha!" Laughed Chris. "Oliver lasts 4.95 seconds!"
"Don't rub it in." Muttered Oliver as he used a blanket to try and wipe himself clean as he sat down on the Bench of Slimey Shame.
"Benjamin still leads; but maybe that'll change in a moment! Bea, your turn!" Grinned Chris.
"Pray for me." Sighed Bea.
(Airplane Confessional: If you ask Molly she probably would.)
Oliver: … Well, it's not like I ever said I was strong or particularly buff. Imagine if I'd said this as 'my event' and then failed all the same as I just did; I'd never hear the end of it. Stupid glasses; I'm blind without 'em.
Molly: Ok, maybe he didn't do 'just fine' … poor guy.
Benjamin: This challenge is a pretty good one in my opinion; it shows who is an asset and who is a liability … in terms of physical strength at least.
Bea was roped up and ready to start. She adjusted her headband and braced herself for the challenge; it was definitely not going to be an easy one. She considered herself tough, but the fact remained that she was just twelve years old whereas Bridgette was a near adult at seventeen.
"At least I won't come last." Mused Bea. "But I'd much rather stay clean."
"Ok girls; on your marks … get set … GO!" Yelled Chris while sounding the air horn.
Bea immediately started sprinting with all her energy and speed to try and pull Bridgette back before she could retaliate. It worked for a moment, but soon Bridgette started pulling the smaller and younger girl backwards towards the slime pit very slowly but very surely.
"No! I do not #bleep# want to go in there! No!" Yelled Bea as she put all her remaining energy into running to counter Bridgette's pulling force.
Soon Bea was right at the edge and one tug would get her in, but before Bridgette could finish her off Chris sounded the air horn.
"And Bea survives and stays clean! However, Benjamin still leads." Announced Chris. "Winter is still to go, but that's about to change!"
Bea was soon off the platform and walked up to Benjamin.
"Looks like you got this in the bag; you're a lot stronger than you look; you actually gained ground over somebody five years older than you." Smiled Bea.
"Well, I did a bit of working out in the month before I had to leave for this show." Replied Benjamin. "Still, I think Tony is a bit stronger than me, it's just that I'm smarter so I can apply my strength a bit better than he can."
"Fair point." Nodded Bea. "Hopefully Winter does alright; she's awesome."
"Tony thinks so too." Agreed Benjamin. "Oh, and me too."
(Airplane Confessional: Bea got very lucky there!)
Bea: Man, that was too #bleep# close…
Jethro: This should be funny; Winter might get an even worse time than Oliver! I mean, she's definitely not got the build of a sporty person. More of a geeky librarian.
Winter: Hopefully my plan works; if brawn doesn't work, and it never does for me, then why not use brains?
Winter had been attached to the rope and was ready to start. She was facing towards the pit whilst Bridgette had her back to Winter to use a running style of pulling … or maybe dragging if we're being technical. Winter nervously taped her pink high heel shoes together and hoped she'd do alright. She did not like getting dirty and having stained cloths.
"On your marks … get set … GO!" Announced Chris
Bridgette began to pull while Winter dug her heels into the platform to create a bit of pressure. Instantly they pierced into the wooden platform and anchored Winter in place. This made Bridgette stumble and fall down for a moment which allowed Winter to quickly drag her backwards for a distance. Bridgette tried to run again but Winter once again dug her surprisingly sharp heels into the platform to anchor herself down. Bridgette tried to pull Winter but was unable to due to Winters super sharp high heels. Chris then sounded the air horn to end the challenge.
"And Winter survives! It's clear she beat Bea, but has she beat Benjamin?" Asked Chris.
Winter looked down at the platform and saw that…
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She had beaten Benjamin by about three feet.
"Winter wins solo immunity!" Announced Chris, before adding. "Unless she chooses the alternative."
"What alternative?" Asked Winter curiously.
"Follow be back to the courtyard of the Brewery and I'll explain everything." Stated Chris.
As the tweens followed Chris back to the brewery Bea walked beside Winter.
"Good job Winter … but how did you #bleep# do that?" Blinked Bea in wonder.
"Simple; I used the nail file to sharpen the heels of my high heels shoes to dig into the platform when I got pulled so I'd be anchored. When brawn fails, try brains." Smiled Winter.
"Yay Winter" Cheered Tony as he glomped Winter and hugged her from behind.
"Oh Tony, this is rather sudden." Giggled Winter with a faint blush. "But thank you for the hug."
"You're welcome." Said Tony cheerfully. "You beat Benjy; you must be as super as Superman!"
Winter could only blush and look shy; Bea smiled at this before thinking to herself about something.
(Airplane Confessional: Plot twist coming right up next scene!)
Winter: It feels good to win immunity from the vote; I've never won at a sport before to be honest. Mother and mama will be proud of me!
Edgar: Hmm, so … which idiot should I vote off? Eh, I have time to decide. Before that, what's the alternative to immunity Chris mentioned?
Soon enough the Fearsome Fireflies were back at the brewery standing on an orange mat (and the Gruesome Glow-worms and the Mystic Moths each stood on purple and green mats respectively). Owen was wheeling over what looked like a wheeled table with a big cloth over it while Chris grinned and prepared to sum up the day's events to the tweens. Noah was ready to give the sign language transition and Izzy was wheeling over another covered object that was shaped like a wheel of some kind.
"Well guys, our time in Germany is over. Hopefully you've all learnt something about this country … right Ted?" Chuckled Chris.
"Sure have." Mumbled Ted.
"Anyway, before we start the journey to our next destination I think it's time to explain a few things. Remember earlier after the challenge I talked about two twists? About the Stranded in Squalid twist and the winner of solo immunity making a choice? Well, now it's time for those twists to be introduced! Izzy, pull off the cover!"
Izzy grinned and took the cover off the round object which revealed a spinning wheel that had a spinning arrow bolted onto the center of it and pictures of the tweens on the Gruesome Glow-worms team around the edge.
"Izzy will give this wheel a spin and whoever the arrow lands on can select one of their team members to spend the night in Squalid Class. After that we'll take off the pictures and then put on the pictures of the Mystic Moths and repeat the process." Explained Chris. "You guys ready?"
The Gruesome Glow-worms nodded.
"Like we have a choice." Shrugged Gareth.
Izzy cackled and gave the arrow a hard spin. After spinning for what felt like an eternity (but was really about six seconds) it came to a stop on the picture of Craig's face.
"Ok Craig, which of your team mates will be Stranded in Squalid for the night?" Asked Chris.
"… Do I have to choose right now?" Winced Craig.
"Yes you do, and if you take more than a minute to decide then you have to go to Squalid Class." Stated Chris.
"Err … can we give the twist a miss? Nobody really deserves it." Murmured Craig.
"Just pick someone." Said Chris flatly.
"Err … umm … ok, I pick Gareth." Said Craig regretfully.
"WHAT?" Gaped Amy. "Why?!"
"Well, Squalid Class is pretty rough … and I think Gareth is used to it and can handle it better than anyone else." Admitted Craig. "… Please don't kick me in the crotch…"
"Well too bad!" Growled Amy as she started to approach Craig before Gareth gently restrained her. "Let me go Gareth, I'm gonna get back at him for you."
"There is no need for that Amy; I'll be fine. It's only for one night." Assured Gareth. "You just enjoy Second Class."
"… Ok I'll try." Sighed Amy.
"Ok then, Izzy, if you could be so kind as to replace the pictures." Requested Chris.
"Can do Christina!" Nodded Izzy as she took off the pictures of the Glow-Worms and replaced them with pictures of the Moths.
"It's Chris." Frowned Chris.
Izzy ignored Chris and gave the arrow a hard spin; after a few seconds of spinning it came to a stop on Suki.
"Alright Suki, which team mate of yours will be Stranded in Squalid tonight?" Asked Chris.
"I think she'll choose Lars." Said Terrence. "I mean, he did nothing today."
"True." Agreed Karrie.
Suki was silent with conflict for a moment before she spoke.
"I choose … to send Ted to Squalid Class." Said Suki quietly.
Everyone looked shocked and Ted looked very upset, though said nothing. Suki hung her head and didn't make eye contact.
"Well, that's that then! Gareth and Ted will be in Squalid Class for tonight." Announced Chris. "And now, one last thing before we take off for the next location. Winter, if you could step forwards."
Winter stepped forwards as instructed and stood attentively.
"You won solo immunity today … but maybe you'd like to trade it for something else." Grinned Chris. "This twist is what I like to call Take it or Trade it! Owen?"
Owen took the cover off the table which revealed fifteen boxes with question marks on them as well as a number from one to fifteen. They were purple with a yellow ribbon that looked stereotypical in terms of gift giving.
"These are what I like to call Mystery Boxes. Who knows what's in them? It's a mystery! Well, I know what kinds of things you will find in them, but I don't specifically know what is in a specific box." Stated Chris. "It was Katie who did the gift wrapping."
"You're welcome!" Called Katie from inside the Jumbo Jet.
"So, what sorts of things are inside the boxes?" Asked Winter.
"There are three types of things in them. Firstly, small prizes that won't help you in the contest, like a cellphone or a Nintendo 3DS. Secondly, Tactic Tickets. These nifty things can give you an advantage in a challenge, such as making it easier, hindering an opposing team or even giving yourselves a head start. And finally, there are some Golden Passports in these boxes. If you feel like you are in danger at elimination, just take one out and use it and you'll be safe leaving the poor sap with the second most votes to fall a few thousand feet." Explained Chris. "Really cool right?"
Everyone looked intrigued by this announcement, none moreso than Benjamin.
"So Winter, what will it be? Will you keep solo immunity and be totally safe? Or will you give it up and have a Mystery Box instead? Note that there are only fifteen of them so once they are all gone you won't be able to get one. Also, the Tactic Tickets and Golden Passports can only be used once, so make it count if you use it. So, what's your final answer?" Asked Chris.
Winter looked very conflicted as she considered what she could do; she didn't think she was a target in any way and she had friends on the team. Maybe it was worth having a mystery box. Then again, what if the prize was useless? Or worse, what if she became a target later on right before the vote? After a bit of thinking Winter made her decision.
"Yes, I would like a mystery box." Nodded Winter.
"Good choice!" Grinned Chris. "Now, since you have chosen a mystery box you are no longer immune. What's more, now nobody on your team has solo immunity this round."
"… So I got covered in slime for nothing?" Frowned Edgar.
"Pretty much." Nodded Chris.
Edgar just glowered.
"Ok Winter, pick a box; you can pick whichever one you want." Prompted Chris.
Winter walked over to the table and thought for a moment; after a brief few seconds of consideration she picked up box number eight.
"Ok Winter, that box and its contents are yours and yours alone. You can use a Golden Passport on somebody else if you so choose, but nobody can steal the prize inside it from you; if somebody does, just let me know and I'll force them to give it back … and I'll send them to Squalid Class." Haha!" Cackled Chris. "It is your choice if you reveal to your team what is inside the box."
Winter nodded in understanding as she walked back over to her team.
"And with that, we are done in Germany. Back on the plane everyone! If you got messy, feel free to change clothes or shower or something. And Fireflies, you still have to vote somebody off, so decide carefully." Stated Chris.
(Airplane Confessional: Mindblown?)
Benjamin: … So many possibilities! Next time we lose I should win solo immunity and try and get something useful. Still, who to vote off?
Edgar: I've won two solo immunity challenges already, I can do it again. I will have a Golden Passport, mark my words.
Megan: All the more reason to throw challenges! If I win every solo immunity challenge I can get all the prizes and win the contest super easily! Plus, if I was a team of one and played a Golden Passport, would I be automatically safe and send a different team to elimination?
Molly: Ok, I think I understood what Chris was talking about based on Noah's translation. That's cool! And that Golden Passport thing … that certainly clears a few things up that I've been wondering about. Heh, it'd be sweet if there was a Tactics Ticket to cure deafness huh?
Ramona: I have to wonder if one of the Mystery Boxes contains a boxing glove on a spring. I used one on mama once as a prank … I had trouble sitting down after that … lesson very well learnt.
Jethro: Once I gain control over my new team, I can easily use one of those prizes to secure my hold on these peons.
Karrie: … Is it odd that I am hoping I get the cellphone? I'd love to give Robbie a call and tell him I love him and ask how he's doing. Gee, I'm pining for him more than a pine tree.
Amy: I hope Gareth will be ok in Squalid Class … hmm, I think I've got an idea to help him out. But first, Pablo mentioned Ling has a karate class … perhaps I could join? Cadvis does often say that trying new things is always a good idea.
Jarvis: Too bad I don't have x-ray vision as a power, then I could see what is in each box … then again, that'd be dishonest and totally cheating. I have my principles after all; a code as it were.
(Jumbo Jet Cargo Hold)
Ling was currently giving Pablo and Pandora their latest karate lesson; she had decided to focus on their blocking for this lesson. The ideas was simply; Ling would try to hit them and they would use the blocking pose she had shown them at the start of the lesson. Currently it seemed to be going quite well, Pandora seemed to have gotten it quite quickly.
"Ok Pandora, this time I'm going to put some force behind it, you ready?" Asked Ling.
"Yes Sensei, I am ready." Nodded Pandora.
Ling nodded and threw a hard thrust punch which Pandora blocked just like she had been shown. Pandora smiled that she had gotten the hang on this technique so easily; she hadn't felt the punch at all.
"Sensei Ling, do you think I'm getting better at Karate?" Asked Pandora.
"I don't think you are … I know you are. Thinking and knowing are two different things." Smiled Ling. "You seem to be very quick at learning defensive techniques; perhaps you are better with defence than offense … and maybe that's a good thing since you don't look the type who would like hurting people."
"Yeah, it's true; I've been hit a lot and I know that it hurts." Nodded Pandora. "Lars hasn't been bothering me for a while, though I want to be ready just in case he tries something."
"Well I will try my best to teach you well." Bowed Ling. "Pablo, are you ready to block?"
"I am." Nodded Pablo. "Hit me as hard as you can."
Ling obeyed and thrust punched Pablo which he managed to block most of the impact of … key word being most.
"Oof! Ok, I think I didn't do it right." Winced Pablo.
"Are you alright Pablo?" Asked Ling in concern.
"I'm fine, no worries." Assured Pablo. "Just need to catch my breath."
Pablo walked over to a box and sat down on it.
"There sure is some cool stuff in this place huh?" Noted Pablo. "Molly said she once went down here to get her bible for comfort after a bad dream and she found some cool stuff in some well hidden boxes."
"What type of stuff?" Asked Ling.
"I don't know, she didn't elaborate … though I guess I never asked her to." Noted Pablo. "Hmm …I think she said something about 'knickknacks and lost things'."
"Excuse me." Sad a voice.
The three tweens and saw Amy walking up to them.
"Oh, hello Amy." Greeted Pablo. "How are you doing?"
"Pretty good really. Shame Gareth won't be sleeping in Second Class though; he deserves a warm bed."
"Well, there are spare rooms on the plane." Stated Pandora. "Though I think Gareth might get in trouble if he doesn't obey the rules set for him … I think."
"Well, I'll make sure he's ok. Anyway, I came to ask a favour of Ling." Continued Amy.
"What do you need?" Asked Ling.
"Well, I was wondering … could I join your karate class? It sounds like a lot of fun!" Grinned Amy. "Being on this show and around so many new types of people has really opened my eyes and broadened my horizons; now I want to try everything! Plus, I'd like to catch up with my old BFF and make more friends."
"You and Pablo once knew each other?" Asked Pandora in interest.
"Yep; when we were really little we were neighbours." Nodded Amy.
As Amy and Pandora conversed Ling walked over to Pablo.
"Should I let her in the class?" Asked Ling.
"Only if you want to, though if I remember right, when Amy wants to do something she puts all effort into it." Said Pablo whilst straitening his shirt.
"So … what do you personally think of Amy." Asked Ling.
"She's a nice girl, really awesome when you get to know her. No wonder Gareth likes her." Chuckled Pablo.
"I see…" Said Ling quietly.
"Something wrong?" Asked Pablo.
"Don't worry, it's nothing." Assured Ling. "Ok Amy, I'll teach you."
"Really? Thanks Ling." Grinned Amy.
"But you have to stand away from Pablo. If you two are together, well, you might not focus properly since you are 'very good friends'." Stated Ling.
"Ok, fine by me." Nodded Amy as she walked to where Ling specified. "So, what do we do first?"
"Well, we were working on learning how to block." Explained Ling.
"Sounds intriguing!" Said Amy attentively.
(Airplane Confessional: Why do kids never talk about their worries and issues?)
Ling: Does Pablo like Amy more than me? Only that I think he does. Well, good thing I'll have Suki's help once I help her with Ted. I wonder what she'll do to help … well, until then I'll try and stay calm and collected … just like I used to be able to.
Amy: Ling is really nice; Pablo is lucky to have her. (Amy smiles).
(Empty Room)
Benjamin had gathered Bea, Tony and Winter and led them to an empty room before locking the door. Presently Benjamin was facing them and looked serious.
"I suppose you might know why I gathered you here." Began Benjamin.
"Actually I don't know." Admitted Tony.
"Well, I'll tell you. Due to this team swap we now have gone from a team of six to a team of eight. Not only have we lost Ted and Suki, but we have gained two Bees, a Snail and a Roach. But it has occurred to me that the four of us were all on the Spiders. See what I'm getting at?" Asked Benjamin.
"Not really." Said Tony.
"Ok, short and sweet, I think the four of us should work together and vote as one. Thus, we'll all have an easy ride for the next few challenges." Explained Benjamin. "If we can make it work on this vote then on the next three votes we'll control everything if the others don't win solo immunity and trade it for the possibility of a so called Golden Passport. You guys in?"
"Wait … you mean we'll basically team up and gang up on the others?" Asked Winter.
"If it means keeping my closest friends safe and #bleep# getting closer to the two million then #bleep# count me in." Nodded Bea.
"If Benjy is in then I am too." Nodded Tony.
"Guys, this isn't exactly fair." Frowned Winter.
"Winter, it's just like randomly voting together except more organised. Very little difference." Stated Benjamin. "And it's two million; with that money so much could be done."
"He's right." Nodded Bea.
"I know, it's a big life changing prize … but, it is just a contest and I do have morals." Murmured Winter.
"So do I, but sometimes for the greater good to happen you have to be cruel to some to be kind to others." Sighed Benjamin.
"What do you mean?" Asked Winter.
"Not important. Look, I know how you feel Winter, but this will keep you safe. You'll spend more time in the contest and be around me, Bea and Tony a lot longer. Heck you could get to the finals." Said Benjamin gently.
"Well … alright." Agreed Winter. The prospect of getting closer to Tony was too much to resist. "So, who do we vote off?"
"I haven't decided. Meet back here in one hour and maybe we can come to a conclusion. In the meantime, let's just relax." Said Benjamin as he unlocked the door and took his leave.
After Benjamin left the room Winter headed for the door.
"I'll see you guys later, I need to talk to a certain person about something important." Said Winter as she took her leave.
Bea watched her friend go and then shook her head for a moment.
"Something wrong?" Asked Tony.
"Nah, I'm fine." Assured Bea. "Let's #bleep# het some dinner, I'm hungry."
"Okie dokie." Nodded Tony.
(Airplane Confessional: Is a Pagonging possible?)
Benjamin: Maybe it is dishonest, but when my mother's life is on the line morals and honesty are irrelevant. I just need to watch my step and choose carefully who to eliminate.
Winter: Vinsun warned my team about Edgar before the challenge … I'm gonna need some more information about what he was talking about.
Benjamin walked down a hallway of the Jumbo Jet thinking to himself.
"I wonder what is in Winter's Mystery Box; maybe I could ask her to show me and the others. A Golden Passport would be cool. Still, who should I vote off?" Thought Benjamin to himself. "This is gonna be a hard, but important choice…"
"Indeed it is." Said Edgar as he walked up beside Benjamin. "Thinking about the vote are we?"
"Duh." Said Benjamin. "What else would I be thinking about?"
"Dinner maybe?" Suggested Edgar. "I just wanted to tell you that I am on board with you and your alliance."
"What alliance?" Asked Benjamin with a good poker face.
"You and your Spooky Spider team mates. I was listening to you through the lock of the door." Stated Edgar. "Short and sweet, I want to be in your alliance."
"And why would I let you in? Call me paranoid, but I don't exactly trust you. You old team mates seemed glad to be rid of you." Stated Benjamin.
"You'll let me in because you'd have an extra vote." Stated Edgar. "If you four grouped together I could just tell the rest of the team and it'd be a tie … and the person you guys vote for mighty win the tie breaker. Would you risk losing an ally?"
"… Well, if I was going to let you join, who would you vote for?" Asked Benjamin.
"I don't care; just tell me who to vote for and I'll do it." Shrugged Edgar. "I don't personally know anyone on this team so I won't shed any tears. Anyway, if you decide to take me up on my offer, meet me down in the cargo hold before the vote is announced; if not then prepare for a tie breaker, though I assure you it'll be one of your allies."
"Your threat relies on the others siding with you." Said Benjamin calmly.
"They have no choice; they'll side with me, or else they'll be in a minority and not even see the merge." Smirked Edgar as he doubled back to leave. "Think about it Benjy."
There was a moment of silence.
"It's Benjamin!" Yelled Benjamin after Edgar.
(Airplane Confessional: This is becoming as suspenseful as watching an improvised murder mystery!)
Benjamin: (He looks to be thinking quite deeply). … This is quite the dilemma …
Edgar: I think I just guaranteed myself a spot at the merge. Boy genius sitting right here folks.
Emily and Vinsun were sitting together at a table in the Airplane Canteen; they were currently the only ones there and were in a discussion about the vote that the Fearsome Fireflies were going to.
"I hope they vote out Edgar; he's done so many bad things already … he must be stopped before he strikes again." Murmured Emily.
"Indeed. Sadly, it's up to the Fireflies how things turn out; we can't force them to vote how we want them to. Then again, maybe we could tell them what Edgar did and then let the cards fall where they may … that's how the saying goes, right?" Asked Vinsun.
"It is. You're getting better with slang terms and metaphors." Smiled Emily before sighing happily. "It's great to be away from The Pig King … hopefully after today we'll never see him again."
"We can only hope." Agreed Vinsun. "So Emily, um, how has your day been?"
"Why do you ask?" Inquired Emily.
"Well, I thought it was something friends ask each other." Said Vinsun. "Besides, I hear a lady must be allowed to speak first in a conversation, it's only polite."
"You're such a gentlemen." Giggled Emily. "How come you're trying so hard to be polite suddenly?"
"Well, just trying to be nice." Replied Vinsun. "A lot of famous guys are gentlemen and I was just following their example."
"Which guys?" Asked Emily curiously.
"Well, you know … that guy and, err, the other guy." Said Vinsun awkwardly.
Before Emily could respond to this adorably awkward answer Winter walked up to the table.
"Hello, do you mind if I talk to you two for a few minutes?" Requested Winter.
"Sure, take a seat." Nodded Vinsun.
"I came to talk to you guys about what Vinsun said before the challenge … about Edgar." Said Winter as she sat down. "I never knew him very well before today, so … what was he like when he was on your team?"
"… The better question is what wasn't he like." Sighed Emily. "He's a monster…"
"He sure was. He stopped to a mighty big amount of lows to get ahead … blackmail, physical abuse, starve inducing obedience … like I said, he's a monster." Murmured Vinsun.
"And he gives pigs a bad name. Trust me; voting him off would be a very good idea." Recommended Emily.
"… Wait, he did what?" Gasped Winter. "… Dare I ask for more detail?"
"In short, he always acted like a bully and used a lot of insults and never helped out. He blackmailed me and Vinsun with a clever lie about bulldozing Vinsun's rural hometown. He forced me to kiss him which, may I add, was disgusting. Plus, he starved Vinsun during the Amazon challenge and also beat him senseless with a cane. He'll only do worse things if he sticks around." Listed Emily gravely.
Winter's chocolate brown skin had gone a notably paler shade and she looked horrified.
"Does … Vinsun have the marks?" Asked Winter quietly.
Vinsun wordless stood up, turned around and raised his short. Winter gasped as she saw the marks; they were healing, but were still very visible.
"… That's it, I'm voting Edgar. I assure you he is going down." Promised Winter. "If by some one in a million chance he weasels his way out of it, I will make sure he is eliminated by the end of the week." Promised Winter. "Nobody can do so many awful things and expect to get away with it!"
(Airplane Confessional: Winter is gonna become a blizzard! A blizzard of vengeance!)
Winter: I do not feel safe with that psycho on the team, and I don't want any of my friends or new teamies to be hurt by him. If he goes after Tony … no! Mustn't think about it! Edgar leaves tonight!
Vinsun: I seriously owe Winter a big favour for this. Maybe I could carve her a wooden figurine in her likeness?
Molly sighed as she walked out of Third Class; that solo immunity challenge had been both humiliating and disgusting! It had taken a lot of time to get that slime off her clothes and out of her hair. Molly was, at the very least, thankful the changing rooms of the plane had no cameras. Plus, due to the length of her shower and the shampoo she sued, the pink dye in her hair had finally come out.
"That was terrible, just terrible." Sighed Molly. "I couldn't hear it, but I know I was being laughed at. Well, at least it didn't hurt me … what do I do now? Who should I vote for?"
As Molly walked along Oliver walked up beside her.
"Hello Oliver, humiliating solo immunity challenge huh?" Sighed Molly.
Oliver nodded in agreement and reached into his pocket; he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Molly. He then made a 'read it' gesture. Molly nodded and began to read, and this is what it said.
'As you know, I have a crush on you and consequently really like you. For a fair while I've been … shall we say, focusing on you … too much. I have decided that, in retrospect, neither of us are really ready for a relationship, and I don't really know if you feel the same way. We both have the contest to focus on and if we focused on each other we'd only lose focus on the prize and get voted off. Thus, while we are competing I think it best we just be friends. Maybe after the show, or maybe even in the distant future, we could be both be emotionally ready … but for now, I think it is wise to stop with the 'lovey doviness'. I still like you, but I think I'll stop trying to peruse you.'
Molly finished reading and looked at Oliver.
"I think you're right Oliver; I'm still not really sure how to feel and we both want to win. Maybe being just friends is the better solution while we're here." Agreed Molly. "After all, the Bible says to love thy neighbour, but not that you have to date them. Friendship is important. Plus, the fact I'd never be able to hear you say you love me might be a little sad…"
Oliver nodded and made the sign for 'friend' to which Molly smiled.
"Guys!" Yelled Winter as she ran up. "Have you decided who to vote for? I need to know!"
"What's wrong Winter? Don't worry, we're not voting for you." Assured Oliver.
"It's not that; we have a psychopath on our team! We have to vote out Edgar!" Exclaimed Winter.
"But, he found my insulin earlier." Blinked Oliver.
"Yeah, only to look good. Do you want to know what he had done?" Asked Winter. "And make sure to write this down so Molly will know as well."
"Ok, I'm all ears." Nodded Oliver.
(Airplane Confessional: Well, that was quite a mood whiplash, huh?)
Molly: Oliver wrote down what Winter said and then showed me … I think I shall pray for the safety of everyone on the plane. Edgar must go, and if not then may God protect everyone on this plane, even Chris!
Oliver: (He looks horrified) . … How was Edgar not disqualified?!
Benjamin was back in the room from earlier and was talking to Bea and Tony.
"And that is why we should vote for him." Finished Benjamin. "You guys in?"
"Sure am Benjy!" Saluted Tony.
"I guess so; I don't know him very well and #bleep# we already have a lot of brain power on the team, and not much #bleep# muscle." Nodded Bea. "And Winter will probably agree #bleep# as well."
"Very well then." Nodded Benjamin.
At that moment Winter ran into the room looking short on breath.
"Hey guys … I have something *pant* urgent to say, just *pant* let me catch my breath." Said Winter between deep breaths.
"Ah, right on time Winter." Nodded Benjamin. "The three of us have agreed that we shall be voting for Oliver. You in?"
"No! Not Oliver! We're voting for Edgar!" Exclaimed Winter. "Do you have any idea what atrocities he has done?"
"… Actually, no." Admitted Benjamin.
"He, in short, blackmailed Emily and Vinsun into being his slaves, forced Emily to kiss him, beat Vinsun with a cane and left long lasting marks and also starved the poor boy back in the Amazon!" Listed Winter. "He needs to go!"
Benjamin had gone wide eyed as did Bea and Tony.
"Hmm … I suddenly find myself no longer disliking him … I know despise him." Said Benjamin.
"So, we'll vote him off?" Asked Winter.
"Well … I, sorry to say, think voting off Oliver would be a better idea." Admitted Benjamin.
"Whuh?" Blinked Bea.
"Ok Benjy." Nodded Tony.
"How can you say that? Give me at least five good reasons." Frowned Winter.
"Ok. Edgar could join us and give us power as a fifth vote, then we kick him off if the team comes down to five. He is bulky and big as well as smart. He is stronger than Oliver and we need muscle on this team. Oliver and Molly could hook up and be distracted from challenges. Lastly, if Edgar was to make the merge, well, he'd be pathetically easy to beat and one of us could win immunity a lot easier." Listed Benjamin. "If we do this then it's more likely one of us could win the contest."
"… It's mean, but Benjamin makes some #bleep# good points; I could use that money..." Admitted Bea.
"Trust me Winter, I am disgusted at him as well and I do not intend to take him to the end. But for all of us, Oliver going is a good idea." Insisted Benjamin.
"I'm sorry Benjamin, but I cannot agree to that. Money is irrelevant when such a cruel person is on our team. I'm voting for Edgar and I urge you to do the same."
With that Winter left the room and the other three tweens exchanged glances.
"Winter seemed upset." Noted Tony.
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Airplane Confessional: No sh*t Sherlock.)
Winter: I hope Benjamin comes to his senses. Yes, two million is a LOT of money, but Edgar does NOT deserve to be here after all he did. Also, maybe I should open my mystery box after the vote and show the others.
Bea: I hate people like Edgar … but, if #bleep'# he stays I could get back at him for #bleep# Emily and Vinsun. Plus, I need the money…
Jethro was walking along with his hands in his pockets and whistling a tune. As he did so Benjamin walked up beside him.
"Vote Molly; me and my Spooky Spider pals are voting for her. Do that and you'll be in our alliance. Kay, thanks, bye." Said Benjamin as he left as quick as he had arrived.
Jethro blinked in confusion before shrugging.
"If it keeps me safe and gets me allies then why not?" Shrugged Jethro to himself.
(Airplane Confessional: Did Benjamin just change his target?)
Jethro: Who am I to argue a spot in an alliance of five that I will take control of?
(Airplane Canteen)
Presently the twenty four tweens were having dinner and were seated with their new team mates. Currently the Mystic Moths were having a conversation with each other.
"So, these new game twists sure are interesting, huh?" Noted Karrie. "I wonder if Chris would be fooled if somebody found a normal passport and painted it gold … I'm not gonna try it, but it's a question worth asking."
"I don't think he'd be fooled." Stated Terrence.
"Exactly; Chris may be a lot of things, but moronic is definitely not one of them." Agreed Jarvis. "Plus, First Class rules!"
"Yeah, hope you guys enjoy it." Mumbled Ted.
"Oh yeah, sorry man." Winced Jarvis. "Suki, why did you decide to make Ted sleep in Squalid Class? He's your boyfriend; why didn't you pick Lars?"
"Gee, thanks very much." Said Lars with a roll of his eyes.
"Yeah Suki … why?" Asked Ted.
Suki looked very guilty for a moment before she managed to put on a straight face.
"I'm sorry Ted, but this is your punishment for drinking that beer. It is very bad for you and you could have hurt yourself. We will speak again in the morning." Stated Suki.
Suki got up and quickly left the Airplane Canteen. Ted sighed and hung his head.
"I really screwed up." Mumbled Ted.
"Don't worry Ted, things will work out." Assured Pandora.
"Not always, it's a fact of life." Stated Lars.
"Not helping." Frowned Terrence.
"These guys argue a lot…." Thought Megan.
At that moment the intercom crackled into life.
"Attention Fearsome Fireflies, it's time for elimination! Please report to the Drop of Shame room, and don't be late!" Announced Chris. "That is all."
Chris hung up the intercom and the Fearsome Fireflies got to their feet.
"Well, shall we get this over with?" Asked Jethro.
"Yes, lets." Nodded Oliver.
The Fearsome Fireflies took their leave as the other teams talked amongst each other.
"I bet it'll be Edgar who goes." Said Ramona.
"That's a fair bet." Agreed Gareth. "But if not him I'd guess Molly; her disability might make her a target."
"That or earn sympathy from her team." Added Craig.
(Airplane Confessional: Time for the first elimination of Act 2!)
Craig: Good riddance Edgar; finding Oliver's insulin doesn't excuse your previous actions. Plus, you stink!
(Drop of Shame Ceremony Room)
The eight Fearsome Fireflies were sitting on the bleachers waiting for the ceremony to start; the four previous Spooky Spiders sat on the top row while Edgar and Jethro sat on the bottom row and Molly and Oliver sat next to each other on the opposite side. Winter was glaring viciously at Edgar while Chris stood on his tropical themed podium. Noah was there to give a sign language translation for Molly.
"Well Fearsome Fireflies … you weren't very fearsome today, more like fearful." Chuckled Chris. "Regardless of that, you're gonna be voting somebody off. Normally I would say that you could not vote off the solo immunity winner … but today, nobody has solo immunity so you are all fair game. Try not to make an eight way tie happen, ok? It'd be good for ratings but it'd be confusing for me to deal with and might annoy the fans."
"Would we all end up #bleep# safe?" Asked Bea.
"Nope; I'd just make you draw straws to determine the loser." Stated Chris. "Best to not risk it huh?"
"I never was that good at art." Nodded Tony.
"… Yeah. Anyway, you guys all know the drill by now. Just enter the voting confessional and stamp the passport of the person you want to eliminate. Like I said, anybody can be voted for … besides yourselves." Stated Chris. "Jethro, you're up first."
(Voting Confessional: So exciting!)
Jethro: (He stamps Molly's passport). It's the plan of the majority; with you gone I can start to take power on this team like I did on my old team.
Winter: (She stamps Edgar's passport hard). The Drop of Shame is too good for you. Hope you land in a field of brambles!
Benjamin: (He stamps Oliver's passport). I wish I didn't have to do this … but I have no choice. My apologies. I just hope Tony and Bea don't change their minds…
After Tony had cast the final vote the tweens awaited the results of the ceremony. Chris reached beneath his podium and took out a tray of small tank models made of tin.
"Since we are in a country known for its military history today's safety souvenirs are tanks made from tin; after all, beer cans are made from tin." Stated Chris,.
"Actually they are made from aluminium." Stated Winter.
"What? Ugh, darn it. Well regardless, if I call your name I will toss you a safety souvenir which means you are safe. If you don't get a safety souvenir then that means you are eliminated and you must take the Drop of Shame." Explained Chris. "Now, starting tomorrow I will always prompt you to play a Golden Passport before I hand out the safety souvenirs. After I start handing them out it is too late. Just reminding you guys of that."
The tweens nodded in understanding.
"The following tweens are safe…"
"Tony"
"Benjamin"
"Jethro"
"Winter"
"Bea"
"Molly"
"Huh?" Blinked Jethro in confusion.
Edgar and Oliver were left without a safety souvenir; Edgar crossed his arms while several people glared at him., Oliver looked slightly nervous but also glared at Edgar.
"After what you did to Emily and Vinsun, you're going down … to the ground at terminal velocity." Growled Oliver.
"… You monsters …" Seethed Edgar.
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Edgar sighed in relief and smirked as he caught his safety souvenir whilst Oliver looked stunned, Winter looked thunderstruck and Molly looked horrified. Meanwhile Benjamin looked passive but guilty, Tony looked nervous and Bea let out a sigh. Jethro however looked slightly angry.
"Ok Oliver, it's the end of the line for you." Said Chris as he tossed Oliver a parachute. "Time to take the drop of shame bra."
Oliver nodded as he put on the parachute.
"Is it alright if I talk to my team for a moment." Requested Oliver.
"Sure, if you want to." Shrugged Chris.
Oliver turned to his team and spoke.
"Guys … why? What did I do wrong?" Asked Oliver.
"… I'm sorry Oliver, but you were a threat. Plus, you are the weakest physically. Also, I didn't want to take the risk of your insulin going missing again and you being in pain once more." Said Benjamin apologetically. "Edgar … well, I have reasons for keeping him."
"Benjamin…" Groaned Winter with a look of anger.
"Oliver, no…" Whispered Molly. "No! I'll go instead! Oliver deserves to stay!"
"No can do Molly; no quitting allowed." Stated Chris. "You translated that, right Noah?"
Noah nodded.
"Well, I can't say I like this, but I understand. But guys, keep an eye on Edgar; there' no telling what he'll do next." Warned Oliver.
"I can do anything I want; I'm in the majority alliance now! I have four people on my side. In short, I win and you lose." Chuckled Edgar. "There's only room for one nerdy guy wearing glasses and it isn't you."
"… You are indeed my evil counterpart." Scowled Oliver. "Well, good luck everyone; whatever happens, try to be nice … if you can."
"Ok Oliver, ready to go?" Asked Chris.
"Almost, just … gotta do … one last thing." Said Oliver while looking like he's summoned his courage as he approached Molly.
"Oliver … I'm so sorry; I could have saved you … it's all my fault." Sniffled Molly.
"Noah, translate this please." Requested Oliver.
"Can do." Nodded Noah.
"Molly, it's not your fault, I had the most votes and we can't argue with votes. I may be out, but you're still in. Maybe It's my own fault, if I'd focused more on the contest than romance I might have stuck around … but like a wise philosopher once said, everything happens for a reason and sometimes a path of fate that starts sad may end up as paradise." Said Oliver.
Once Noah translated for Oliver Molly responded.
"Who said that?" Asked Molly.
"My dad." Replied Oliver. "Good luck Molly; I know you have a lot of morals and idealism, but remember, sometimes it's ok to be a little rough within reason. You do what you have to but never let go of who you are."
When this was translated Molly smiled.
"I will … I promise." Nodded Molly.
Oliver smiled and summoned his courage.
"One last thing before I go." Added Oliver.
There was a moment of silence before Oliver embraced Molly and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. Molly's eyes widened, but before she could kiss back or think of how to react to this Oliver parted.
"Farewell Molly, until we meet again." Said Oliver as he headed for the open plane door.
"Oh, and Oliver? I found your insulin so easily because I was the one to steal it!" Taunted Edgar before politely adding. "Just thought you should know."
Before Oliver could respond to this Chris cleared his throat.
"By the way Oliver, since you've been voted out you get to be the first person to take part in the twist I like to call Payback on the Prick!" Grinned Chris. "You can choose one of your ex-team mates who will be denied the rights of Third Class and have to spend the night in Squalid Class. You can pick anyone."
Oliver grinned and spoke up.
"I pick Edgar!" Smirked Oliver.
"… You rat!" Yelled Edgar.
"Well, goodbye everyone … good luck." Said Oliver.
Oliver walked to the door and jumped out of the plane, and out of the contest.
Chris closed the door and turned to the seven remaining fireflies.
"You guys are safe for now; but you'll have to try harder tomorrow if you don't want to come back here. Time will tell if you guys can bounce back from today's loss." Sated Chris. "You may go."
The Fearsome Fireflies got up from the bleachers. Jethro was inwardly fuming, Edgar looked angry he'd have to stay in Squalid Class, Benjamin looked guilty and Molly was flushed from the kiss though felt sad that her best friend was gone. Winter looked rather mad and shot a glare at Benjamin.
"I want a word with you when we get to Third Class." Frowned Winter.
"… I will answer any questions you have." Agreed Benjamin.
(Airplane Confessional: Are any of you shocked?)
Jethro: Aaargh! How is this possible? I thought I was in an alliance! Benjamin tricked me, and he chose Edgar over me! This … this is not fair! I did not just cast a worthless vote! Urgh!
Molly: Whoa … that was a really nice kiss; so soft and sweet tasting. (Molly giggles before she sighs). Poor Oliver … it should have been me to go; he deserved to be here more. Plus, I could have saved him… (Molly takes out a Golden Passport from a pocket of her sweater) I found this in the Cargo Hold a few night ago; I went down to the Cargo Hold to get my Bible for comfort reading after a bad dream … and then I saw a box which had Chris's face on it. I thought it had stuff that belonged to Chris in it … but this passport was in it, among other useless things. It had a picture of a marshmallow in it so I thought it was something useless, but also good souvenir, but now I know what it is. Oh, why didn't I use it to save Oliver? I'm SO stupid!
Winter: I understand Benjamin wants to win … but how could he vote out Oliver after what Edgar has done. Is he really that focused on winning that he doesn't care about kindness and common decency?
Benjamin: (He looks guilty)… I feel like an utter jerk, but if it saves my mother then a jerk I shall be.
(First Class)
The Mystic Moths were hanging out in First Class and were getting ready for bed. Jarvis and Pandora were in one of the rooms talking privately while the rest of the team was relaxing near the TV. Karrie was sitting on the sofa feeding Frightful from a small bottle while the rest of the team was watching an episode of the first season of Total Drama. It was the episode with the Brunch of Disgustingness.
"I really hope none of us ever have to eat that kind of crud." Gagged Suki. "It can't be good for the digestive system. I mean, a sandal? That's insane!"
"I have a strong stomach and even I wouldn't be able to eat that stuff." Agreed Terrence.
"The first time I saw this episode I was sick." Wince d Suki. "I don't do well with nasty food."
"Most people wouldn't; it's called having standards." Agreed Megan. "Then again, I hear that the mythical sea demon, the Sharktopus, hasn't got standards and will eat anything, even metal."
"Sharktopus?" Blinked Lars.
"A ferocious mixture of Shark and Octopus." Explained Megan.
"That sounds scary." Murmured Karrie.
"Not as Scary as Slenderman." Stated Megan. "He's unavoidable once he begins the chase; he could travel from the North Pole to the South Pole faster than blinking."
"Why not just punch him in the face." Said Lars flatly.
"If you do that he destroys your soul and stops you from having an afterlife; instead, your sole … ceases to exist and becomes part of Slenderman's skin." Stated Megan. "They say his skin feels soft as cotton and as rough as gravel at the same time."
"… How is that even possible?" Blinked Terrence.
"The same way other impossible things are … they just are." Replied Megan.
"Can we talk about something else; you might scare Frightful and I'm trying to get her to sleep." Requested Karrie.
"You talk about her like she's your daughter." Chuckled Terrence.
"Yeah, did you and Robbie get busy or something?" Sniggered Lars.
"Eww! Gross!" Gagged Karrie. "Get your mind of the gutter you pervert!"
"Have a cow, just asking." Shrugged Lars.
"Well don't; Frightful is too young to have her innocence ruined by such stuff … and so am I!" Exclaimed Karrie. "Anyway, I'm putting Frightful to bed now … and I'm turning in too, so I'll see you guys tomorrow. Could you keep quiet while I settle Frightful down?"
"Will do." Saluted Terrence.
"Imagine if Sophie was here." Chuckled Suki.
Karrie stood up and entered one of the bedrooms with Frightful as the rest of the Mystic Moths continued watching TV.
"Where do you guys think we'll go next?" Asked Terrence. "Maybe Hawaii? I think it'd be nice to soak up some rays on the beach."
"Yeah, and I'd like to learn how to do the hula." Nodded Suki.
"Plus, I hear there is a volcanic goddess inside one of the volcanoes and I'd like to get a picture." Nodded Megan. "You know, we may have won today, but if we ever lose I hope I can get one of those mystery boxes."
"I'd take solo immunity; not worth the risk of getting a crappy prize." Stated Lars.
(Airplane Confessional: Karrie sure is a great adoptive parent huh?)
Karrie: I kinda have practise in mothering. See, when I was a little girl I often played with my dolls and pretended they were real babies … then again, there is a bit of difference between that and raising a baby eagle. But … it's not as hard as I thought it'd be; Frightful actually isn't too scary at all … well, she does scare me a little, but not a lot, if that makes sense.
Megan: We may have won this time, but mark my words, tomorrow we will be the losers!
Suki: I feel really bad for sending Ted to Squalid Class … I think I'll apologise in the morning … I think I was too harsh…
Jarvis and Pandora were in one of the bedrooms (the room that Pandora was going to be sleeping in) and were talking to each other.
"So Pandora, are you going to tell me about why you're not allowed coffee?" Asked Jarvis.
"Yes, I am." Nodded Pandora. "I've come to trust you a lot and, err, shall we say see you as my best friend. Anyway, I think you've waited long enough for the explanation, so here it is…"
Pandora was silent with nerves for a moment.
"Is it an embarrassing story?" Asked Jarvis.
"… Very." Admitted Pandora. "Well, it happened when I was ten years old. There was a party at school for students and their parents; you know, a big get together in the sports hall with dancing, fancy food and some acts on a stage. Well, daddy likes me to try new things when it comes to food since growing up I was a picky eater … and, well, I decided to try coffee since the teachers seemed to like it … and back then I foolishly thought if a teacher liked something then it was a good idea to like it too. Long story short, I drank about ten cups of coffee…"
"Did you … go hyper?" Asked Jarvis.
"That would be an understatement." Murmured Pandora. "I went as nutty as a fruit cake filled with peanuts and smothered in cashew sauce. I ran around screaming and whooping, I knocked some stuff over, I kissed my math teacher … and then I passed out."
"Oh my goodness." Said Jarvis with wide eyes. "… Did you get in trouble?"
"When I woke up I was back home and my daddy was very mad at me…" Winced Pandora. "He really let me have it…"
"Did he spank you?" Asked Jarvis in sympathy.
"Oh no, he never punishes me like that, he thinks it's too extreme." Assured Pandora. "No, he just yelled at me, grounded me for two weeks and barred me from eating anything sugary or sweet in any way. I deserved the punishment … and that is why I'm not allowed to drink coffee."
"That sounds like a really painful memory … painful to think about that is." Said Jarvis while giving Pandora a gentle shoulder squeeze with made her inwardly shudder in delight.
"Y-yeah, it's not my best memory." Said Pandora shyly before sighing. "… But I've done worse."
"What do you mean?" Asked Jarvis.
"As you know, I'm picked on a lot at home. I have what is called an 'inferiority complex' and … sometimes I do bad things to try and fit in and be liked." Sighed Pandora sadly. "Like, once I spray painted some graffiti on a wall of the school building. I have occasionally written mean and rude messages on the desks of teachers … and I wear a certain type of underwear to be a 'bad girl' so people will like me…"
"Is it peer pressure?" Asked Jarvis understandingly.
"No … it's my own free will. I don't want to be bad, no matter how much I get told I am awful by B … err … bullies." Mumbled Pandora. "And yet, I've always had a dream of acceptance and popularity. I don't do this sort of thing much anymore … except the latter thing, but that's personal preference … yeah."
"Don't worry Pandora; you have friends here. If I was to win I would share some with you so you could move house; and if not, I'd visit you as often as I could."
"I'd like that." Giggled Pandora before composing herself. "Anyway, I think I'm gonna go to sleep now, so I'll see you in the morning. We can sit together at breakfast if you want."
"… Don't we always?" Smiled Jarvis. "Sweet dreams Pandora."
Jarvis took his leave; once the door closed Pandora let out a swooning sigh.
"I love that boy … I've never felt so happy before." Sighed Pandora dreamily.
"He'll NEVER love you, you filthy little monster! A dagger in the ribcage of eighteen generations of your ancestors! If that happened you'd never exist!" Screamed Bedlam nastily.
"Shut up…" Mumbled Pandora.
(Airplane Confessional: Once again, mood whiplash!)
Pandora: I know for a fact Jarvis is the boy I want … but I'm so darn nervous! Bedlam hassles me and I'm naturally shy, so actually admitting my feelings to him is hard. I really want to tell him, but I feel so nervous. Honestly, I start shaking and trembling whenever I think telling Jarvis I'm so deeply in love with him. Lars was right; I need to get my ovaries in gear…
Jarvis: I think Pandora loves me a lot … I'd be fine with dating her since I really like her too, but I don' think she feels ready yet, so I'll be willing to wait until she is. Plus, I'm gonna need to figure out how to tell her about my powers; what will she think of that? … Why does being young and in love have to be so hard? It's so unfair!
(Second Class)
The eight members of Second Class were having some cool-down time before bed. Gareth had already gone to Squalid Class and Amy had left a few minutes ago for 'something important'. Also, Ling had already gone to bed. The remaining five tweens on the team were relaxing by the sofa in different ways; Ramona laid her head on Craig's lap while he stroked her hair, Vinsun and Emily were sitting next to each other watching the TV (which was currently showing an episode of a show called Squid Commando Squad) and Pablo was sitting on the floor thinking to himself.
"Mmmmmm, now I can see why cats love being petted." Murmured Ramona sleepily. "Hey Craig, if you keep doing that you might need to carry me to bed."
"Can do!" Saluted Craig with his free hand. "You're not very heavy anyway."
"Flatterer." Chuckled Ramona whilst half asleep. "I've never really associated being over a knee with such a nice feeling, usually just pain … mm, this is nice…"
"I think Ramona is half asleep." Noted Emily. "Normally she'd be more rational when choosing her words."
"Sleepiness makes you silly." Said Pablo. "The brain needs energy to be smart; why else would somebody do badly in attest when they are sleepy?"
"True." Agreed Emily. "So, think Amy will be back soon?"
"Possibly, she has been gone for a few minutes now and I think she'd like to sleep in a comfy bed." Nodded Craig. "Maybe she went to say goodnight to Gareth or to use the bathroom or something."
"I think she might have gone to keep Gareth 'warm'. I don't think we'll see her until breakfast tomorrow." Chuckled Pablo.
"I get the idea that Amy is bad to have as an enemy, but great to have as a friend." Noted Vinsun.
"Pretty much." Nodded Pablo. "We did well today guys; hopefully we'll be able to keep it up tomorrow."
"You can count on me to put all my effort into it." Nodded Vinsun. "I ain't gonna let you guys down."
"Same." Nodded Craig. "By the way, who you guys reckon the Fireflies voted out? I'd say Edgar."
"I think we all agree with that." Grinned Emily. "And we can confirm it in the morning."
"Life is good." Nodded Vinsun.
"So, what exactly did Edgar do?" Asked Pablo.
"The abridged version is he blackmailed me and Vinsun for days, tried to starve Vinsun, beat Vinsun with a can and forced me to kiss him. Plus, he always insulted everyone and never helped out." Stated Emily.
Pablo looked horrified.
"… Wow … just wow…" Gaped Pablo.
"He was awful … though Megan comes close; she really had it in for me and doesn't believe I've turned over a new leaf." Muttered Craig. "I am so glad she's not on my team anymore. It was a pure stroke of luck that I've been able to escape my two least favourite original team mates."
"Compared to me you've had a great time in this contest." Noted Vinsun.
"To be honest, I'm just as surprised as you are." Admitted Craig. "I usually come worse off a lot of the time back home."
"Hey Ramona, what do you most like about Craig?" Asked Pablo curiously.
Ramona didn't respond because she had fallen asleep and was started to lightly snore.
"I think I'd better get Ramona to bed, and after that I think I'll turn in myself." Decided Craig. "Good work today guys."
Craig stood up while holding Ramona bridle style and carried her into one of the bedrooms.
"So guys, anywhere you're hoping to visit next?" Asked Pablo.
"Disneyland if it's possible." Said Emily hopefully. "I've always wanted to go there; it's the most magical place on earth."
"And the most expensive." Added Pablo.
"Yeah, much to my dismay." Sighed Emily.
"Does it have people in animal costumes? Because … I kinda find those creepy." Admitted Vinsun.
"It does, but you don't need to go near them unless you want to." Assured Emily.
"Thank goodness." Sighed Vinsun in relief.
(Confessional: Animal costumes are often creepy; need I mention the poorly made ones in public performances?)
Craig: Ok, this may sound really odd but … I find snoring to be kinda cute.
Pablo: Today has been quite satisfying; my team won immunity, I made new friends, Ling and I are still team mates and I've caught up with an old friend from long ago. Kickass! … Though tomorrow I'll have a word with Ted about the whole drinking booze thing…
Emily: Yesterday morning I was the slave of The Pig King … but now I am free and can finally enjoy myself. All I can say is … WOOHOO!
(Third Class)
A change was immediately noticeable when the Fearsome Fireflies entered Third Class; the mats and blankets on the floor were gone. Instead, there were four bunk beds in the room. A note was on the wall. Tony walked over and read it.
"As a reward for lasting this long and not sucking, you can now sleep in bunk beds instead of on mats, your friendly neighbourhood host with the most." Read Tony. "Aw, how nice!"
"Ok guys, guess we'd better #bleep# pick bunk mates." Decided Bea. "Hey Winter, can I #bleep# bunk with you?"
Winter nodded.
"I'll be with Benjy!" Exclaimed Tony.
"Sure, if you want." Shrugged Benjamin.
"And I'll bunk with Molly" Said Jethro while pointing to Molly and then the bunk bed so she'd understand.
"Sure, ok." Said Molly quietly.
"Ok, now that we're sorted out bunks I have one very important question … Benjamin, what the HELL what that?!" Roared Winter. "Why is Edgar still here and why is Oliver gone? You know exactly what he did! Why the #bleep# would you make a deal with this devil?"
"I … can't say." Sighed Benjamin apologetically. "It's personal."
"You said you'd tell me what I wanted to know." Frowned Winter.
"I know … but I can't say. Only Tony knows and he won't tell anyone, right Tony?" Asked Benjamin.
"You got it Benjy." Nodded Tony with a salute.
"Winter, trust me, I know how you are feeling … but believe me, I do have reasons, I'd just rather they remain private. I mean, don't you have secrets you don't want getting out?" Asked Benjamin.
"Well … yes, I do have big secrets." Admitted Winter. "But it just feels so unfair; why does a nice person have to go and horrid person have to stay?"
"… That's life Winter." Said Benjamin calmly.
"… I'm going to bed." Said Winter in a cracking voice as she climbed into one of the bottom bunks and pulled the bed covers over herself.
"Don't cry Winter!" Begged Tony.
Winter didn't respond.
"Ok guys, let's get some sleep." Sighed Benjamin. "We'll need to be well rested for tomorrow."
"Indeed we will." Agreed Jethro while giving Benjamin a glare.
The tweens filed into their beds and soon the lights were switched off. Molly lay awake cuddling her teddy and looked deep in thought.
"Oliver … I wish you were here, you'd know what to do…" Sniffled Molly inwardly.
(Airplane Confessional: Such drama!)
Jethro: I am SO pissed off now! Why did Benjamin lie to me? When have I ever done him wrong? … Or more accurately, how did he know I ever did him wrong? This ruins everything! My only ally is a deaf church girl! URGHH!
Tony: Everyone is really getting angry and upset. Winter is sad, Bea is nervous, Benjy is always worried, Jethro is angry, Molly is sad and Edgar's a meanie! When will the sadness end? Why can't we just get along…
Benjamin: (He sighs heavily). I knew I'd regret this, I feel guilty already. Lately things have been quite hard for me. I feel guilty, I feel sick, I'm starting to lose a little bit of sleep and I'm starting to hate looking at my own reflection. But for my mother I must continue!
(Squalid Class)
Squalid class was as sucky as it was vile. It definitely wasn't a nice place to spend the night. However, there was one positive to it; Chris had now decided to provide some mattresses for those who were 'Stranded in Squalid'. Three of them were set up and, though they weren't high quality, they gave a bit of comfort. Currently Ted, Edgar and Gareth were lying on a mattress each.
"This is unacceptable conditions!" Exclaimed Edgar.
"Lemongrab much?" Asked Ted.
"Oh shut up! I could have been in Third Class and at the very least had a blanket … but now I have to suffer in this hellhole! And for what, playing the game? Well, at least I have an alliance to keep me safe." Grumbled Edgar.
"Just try and put up with it; complaining won't make anything change." Sighed Gareth. "And you think you have it bad? Myself and Ted would have been in Second and First Class respectively. We have more grounds to complain, but yet we are putting up with it."
"… Fine, whatever." Sighed Edgar. "At least it's just for one night."
Edgar lay down and tried to get comfy; after about three minutes he was asleep and, surprisingly, wasn't snoring.
"Peace and quiet." Said Gareth in relief. "So Ted, how are you feeling?"
"Miserable." Sniffled Ted.
"What's wrong?" Asked Gareth.
"… My girlfriend hates me…" Sobbed Ted quietly. "I drank some of the beer to be like my big bro since he's my hero, you know, just a sip so I could be cool. Suki got mad at me and really yelled at me … and then she sent me here. I'm such an idiot…"
"Do you want to talk about it? I'm always willing to listen to the problems of other people." Said Gareth gently.
"No, leave me alone…" Mumbled Ted as he turned away and tried to settle down.
Gareth watched Ted for a moment before sighing sympathetically and closing his eyes.
(Airplane Confessional: Poor Ted…)
Ted: I blew it; I met a sweet girl and had something nice with her … and I blew it. Ok, we haven't broken up, but come tomorrow morning she'll end it. The best I can do is try to take it maturely … I'm a loser, I'm nothing like my big bro…
Soon enough Ted, like Edgar, was sleeping and all was quiet. Gareth was still awake but was lying on his back with his eyes closed and was thinking to himself.
"I originally came here expecting to be disliked and have to rely on bugs … but I've made a lot of friends, and I want to help them with their problems … but it's harder than I thought it'd be. I may understand the human mind, but everyone is different…" Thought Gareth sombrely.
Gareth's thoughts were interrupt as somebody pounced on him and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips whilst snaking their arms around him in a big hug. Gareth opened his eyes and saw Amy smiling down at him.
"Hello Gareth." Greeted Amy. "How are you holding out in Squalid Class?"
"Pretty well really, but with Ted being miserable and Edgar being Edgar ,it's … not pleasant." Admitted Gareth. "So, why are you here? I would have thought you'd be tucked up warm in bed in Second Class."
"What do you think silly? I'm here to spend the night with you since you deserve a good sleep as well." Smiled Amy while sitting on her knees above Gareth's chest. "I may like luxury and comfort and being pampered, but I've come to realise I don't need it to get by. Being with you for the night, that's all I need. And, like, this place is gonna get cold soon, so I figured I could be your teddy bear."
"… You are indeed a kind charitable person Amy. You have come a long way since the start of the contest." Smiled Gareth.
"As have you; you're a lot more socially adept than you used to be." Complimented Amy. "I'm just, like, so glad we are still team mates."
"As am I. You know, things are really getting hectic lately. Edgar is causing trouble on his team from what I know, Jethro is acting like a jerk autism or not, Suki and Ted are fighting … and I'm powerless to help. I always try to be a good Samaritan and help others, but this is beyond my power." Sighed Gareth.
"You don't have to help everyone; you need to help yourself you know." Pointed out Amy while sitting down on Gareth's stomach.
"I know, but I just feel like I should be helping everyone." Admitted Gareth before being silenced by Amy putting a finger to his lips and lying herself on top of him.
"Gareth … let's go to sleep." Smiled Amy warmly and gently. "You're doing just fine, don't worry. Worrying is bad for you; I once worried about not fitting into a size negative one swimmie bikini … it ended very badly for me."
"Is that to do with the bulimia thing you mentioned?" Asked Gareth.
"It is; I'll tell you in the morning." Promised Amy. "Anyway, give me a goodnight kiss and then cuddle me … please?"
Gareth obliged as he and Amy settled down doe the night.
"Goodnight Amy." Said Gareth tiredly.
"Goodnight Gareth." Mumbled Amy sleepily.
And within a minute the two of them were fast asleep.
(Airplane Confessional: How cute, and it's all on camera!)
Amy: I owe Cadvis BIG TIME for helping me get on this show!
Chris sat in the cockpit on the Jumbo jet ready to give the outro to the episode while Chef Hatchet flew the plane.
"What an exciting episode! A team shuffling, new twists, a shocking elimination, tears and happiness, Suki and Ted fighting, Amy and Gareth snuggling and Benjamin starting to crack! What the heck is going to happen next? I don't know, but you won't want to miss it!" Exclaimed Chris energetically. "So, how will the new teams fair? Can Jethro work his way out of his sticky situation? Will Ted and Suki make up r break up? Will Ling get jealous of Amy? Can Benjamin keep himself together? And can this show get anymore crazy!? Find out next time on Total Drama Tween Tour!"
Votes
Bea: Oliver
Benjamin: Oliver
Edgar: Oliver
Jethro: Molly
Molly: Edgar
Oliver: Edgar
Tony: Oliver
Winter: Edgar
Oliver- 4
Edgar- 3
Molly- 1
Fearsome Fireflies: Bea, Benjamin, Edgar, Jethro, Molly, Tony, Winter
Gruesome Glow-Worms: Amy, Craig, Emily, Gareth, Ling, Pablo, Ramona, Vinsun,
Mystic Moths: Jarvis, Karrie, Lars, Megan, Pandora, Suki, Ted Terrence
Voted Out: Cuthbert, Vicky, Penny, Dexter, Elvira, Jade, Darby, Morton, Henry, Sophie, Albert, Dil, Robbie, Zora, Natasha, Bonnie, Oliver#
And Oliver is the first Fearsome Firefly to fall. Oliver was somebody who I felt was … an everyman. You know, somebody who is relatable and not too crazy, but not too boring either. His role originally started as a sane man on the Bees before he fell for Molly. After that he pined for her but then saw he was not focusing on the game properly and maturely put his feelings to the side. Sadly, he fell victim to a blindside since he was a distraction from the winner. Oliver's plot had some 'fake outs' in it, such as his and Molly hooking up on the show (they might off the show) and Karrie helping him woo her. It's a reflection of real reality show; somebody may seem like the y aren't done yet, but actually they are. I liked Oliver and hopefully you guys did too, but if not that's fine too since I accomplished what I wanted to with him.
Next Time: The tweens land in Transylvania and must cope with the spooky horrors of a haunted house. However, the main drama doesn't come from the scares of the challenge…
