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Chapter 24, we are finally here, as usual, thanks for reading this chapter, I hope you enjoy it.

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MissFarah: Yep, Trent as a pain magnet is not so rare, I should have used it a lot more in the story (or maybe not, let's give the musician some slack.) About what will happen, you will find it right now.

Aoi Usa: Yes the dread Buenos Aires chapter, I will not spoil the result here. Also many thanks for your good wishes, I hope you are also well and healthy.

M: I'm so glad to read that you are fine, that's what's important right now. And yes, you mixed the episode with Buenos Aires, So let's find out what will happen.

Roaring Kitten of the sand: Thank you so much for your advice, it's true that maybe I try too hard to keep the characters true to themselves. I will try to let my hair down and take some more time with some plots.

Jose-B-DragonMarino: thanks for the review, I hope you like the story so far.

PrincessGumballWatterson777: I'm sorry, I only write stories of Total Drama, and I don't know anything about F-zero, so I can't write your story. I hope you can find someone that can do it.

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Last Tango in Buenos Aires

Last time on The Ridonculous Race, Sanders wore her new cast and the pants as McArthur let her take charge of all team decisions, Trent told Gwen the truth about his feelings for her and his jealousy of Ryan, and the goth realizes that she feels the same. So meloDRAMAtic! Got it?

The evil axis lived up to its name and quickly fell apart evilly, the Haters fell back in love and returned to being the Daters right before they became the Losers and got sent home. We're down to our final four teams battling it out for $1,000,000. Who will survive the next set of challenges? Time to find out here on The Ridonculous Race.

Yesterday Chill Zone is today starting point, and the first team to start the competition is the Sisters, there are only 4 teams left, and only 1 of them can win the million-dollar prize. The Drama Team is waiting in 3rd place.

"Are you sure you are alright?" asks Gwen, looking to Trent with narrowing eyes.

"Yes, of course." Trent flexes his arms and smile. "Even better than before. I think that bull help me to straighten my back."

"Don't joke about that," Gwen punches him lightly in his arm, "but really, be careful. And if you don't feel right, tell me, ok?"

Trent nods, the stage starts, and now the 4 teams began to take the travel tip from the Don Box.

"Ride to Bagdogra Airport and get two tickets for Buenos Aires, Argentina. At the airport, you will find the next Don Box. Argentina, it's hot in Argentina?" asks Gwen as they run toward the taxis.

"I believe it's winter over there," Trent says as he goes into the taxi.

"Great, I have a good feeling, maybe this is our stage," Gwen smirk, as they depart to the airport.

The teams began a taxi race, the goal is not to arrive before the other teams, but before the next flight to Buenos Aires depart.


Taxi Confessional: Theory of Karma

(Trent is seated at the left side of the taxi smiling, while Gwen is seated in the right side frowning and touching her chin.)

"The most dangerous team is the Ice Dancers," Gwen says, remembering the Goths advise, "the Police Cadets are also a problem, but those silver winners are cheaters, so we must be careful."

"You worry too much, Gwen," the musician leans on his seat, "we are fine, and I paid my debt with the karma. I bet today nothing will go wrong," He looked at her making his trademark smile.

"Trent, don't jinx us," Gwen replies, looking daggers at him.

"Wait, that count as a jinx?" Trent's eyes went wide, then their taxi crashes against something.

Going out of the cab, they found an elephant seated in their taxi, crushing the front of the car. Gwen massages her temple and shakes her head as Trent chuckles.


The taxi company sends them another taxi, and our team arrives at the airport on time, departing with the other 3 teams on a 24-hour trip to Buenos Aires.

The journey is uneventful, and as they arrive at the Buenos Aires Airport, the teams go to the Don Box and take their travel tips, Gwen reading theirs aloud.

"All in: Tango Takedown: Go to the National academy of Tango and perform this passionate local dance, one misstep and you must start again, once the local instructor gives you the thumbs up, a cab will take you to the ranch where the next Don box is. Tango? Do you have any idea of how do you dance the Tango?"

"No, but how hard could it be? They will show us the steps before the challenge, don't worry," Trent smiles, and Gwen rolls her eyes and smirk, she hates his optimism but is kind of cute.

But unknown to them, someone else was watching them, the Ice Dancers.

"A tango challenge?" Josee smiles and laughs.

"Huhaha, we are Ice Dancers," says Jacques with a confident smile.

"Yes, but before our dance challenge, I want to make a shortstop." Josee laughs evilly, showing pointed teeth, Jacques laughing as well after a moment.

On the female ice dancers' lap, rest a local guide book of Buenos Aires.


Meanwhile, the other three teams go into the Academia, where the tango instructor will show them the steps. He is an attractive man with perfect combed black hair, black eyes, dimple chin, and thick eyebrows, dressed in a red shirt with the first buttons open, black pants, and black shoes.

His partner was a beautiful brunette with her hair in a bun, black eyes, and a beauty mark on her left eye. She wears a two-piece asymmetrical black dress, with only the left sleeve, that was long covering her wrist, and an asymmetrical tango skirt going from her right knee to her left hip.

The teams look at each other nervously, and start the challenge, first The Sisters, but they fail when Kitty step on Emma's toes, then the Police Cadets, but they didn't even try dancing the tango steps. Instead, they perform more modern dance steps, including twerking, of course, the judge fail them.

"Our turn, let's win this," Trent smiles and offers his hand to Gwen, but the goth was rubbing her arm, a little flustered.

The problem was not dancing with Trent, but the realization of her feelings toward him, and worst of all, the dance require they practically hug each other all the time.

The couple began to dance, the first steps were fine, but Gwen felt his heart pounding so hard that she couldn't think clearly, her movements being stiffer with each step, and when Trent try the Spin, she couldn't control the twist and end face front against a wall.

"Gwen, sorry, are you ok?" Trent runs toward her, Gwen's nose was bleeding, and of course, they fail.

"I'm gaith, sowy it wash my folt ( I'm right, sorry it was my fault)," says Gwen pressing her nose, her cheeks red as tomatoes.

Just then, the Ice Dancers arrive, and without seeing the instructor example, Jacques took Josee, and they began to Dance. Their Tango was executed with great confidence and skill, passing the challenge in a moment.

The Canadian skate dancers laugh at their opponents before going to the next challenge, launching a particular venomous gaze toward the Drama Team.

But Trent ignore them, more worried about Gwen, "what happened? is not like you to be so tense?" Trent sits with the goth, who had tissues in both of her nostrils.

"It's nothing, only a misstep, we will pass in the next try," Gwen lied.

Trent nod and smile, the Sisters and the Police Cadets fail again, so they took their turn. This time it was worse, when they split to clap, Gwen makes the steps too fast and falls on her bottom, failing again.

Gwen didn't know what to do, the more she tries to clear her thoughts, the more confused and flustered she became, at this rate, they would fail the challenge and be eliminated of the race.

"It's because what I tell you yesterday, right?" Trent asks suddenly, with a concerned expression on his face.

"No, of course not," Gwen's voice tremble, he was right and wrong at the same time.

"You don't need to lie," Trent made a sad smile "I was so jealous of you when we are not dating, you must now think I am a creep and are afraid of dancing with me," Trent sigh.

"What are you talking about!?" Gwen replies in an angry tone, "why are you saying that? not all that happens to me is about you. Yes, I was angry because you were jealous again, but the reason why I can't dance is that I also realize that I may still have feelings for you, so stop the demean yourself, it hurts me!" Gwen put her hand in her mouth, blushing after her confession.

Trent laugh, an honest and free of mockery laugh, "Gwen, if that's the problem you do not need to worry alone, we can talk about us after the race," he makes the more beautiful smile she remembered since the island "Now stop worrying and trust me."

Maybe it was the continuous hits on her head, but Trent was right, they didn't need to talk about it now, she like him, and he likes her back, if they go back together or not was something they can always talk after the race. It was so simple.

As they discuss, the Sisters pass their challenge, and the Police Cadets fail again, so it was their turn.

The Drama Team stands and begins the steps with style and confidence, it was not as good as the Ice Dancers, but the elements were there, Trent spins Gwen, and she keeps spinning in her place waiting for the dip, that Trent did perfectly. Both keep seeing at each other eyes, sweating and smiling. The instructor thinks for a moment, shrug, and gives them the ok.

"Yahoo!" exclaims Gwen hugging her dance partner, "Now hurry to the Don Box."


The Drama Team goes out of the Academia, looking for their taxi. But as soon as they step into the street, a mime, wave at them.

Trent goes paler than Gwen, and suddenly, the mime began to chase after him, the musician running as fast as he could, screaming. Gwen takes a moment to register what was happening, and runs after the mime.

The former Drama brother runs terrified some streets, and jump the fence into a park, the mime imitating each moment, with an exasperated Gwen just behind. Why was a mime pursuing Trent, and why now? Was he a Drama brother's fan? Are Drama Brother's fans in Argentina? It didn't matter, she needs to stop it.

After jumping the fence, Gwen picks a stone from the ground and throws it with all her frustration toward the mime, hitting him on the head knocking him down. She walks closer and grabs him by the collar of his shirt.

"Why did you chase Trent?" Gwen looked calm, but the icy look on her eyes make the mime blood run cold.

The mime began to make quick hand gestures, sweating and trembling.

Gwen began to guess the mime gestures, "you want, no youuu receive, no? you, you someone, right, you someone, someone gave you, yes, someone paid you, yes! Someone paid you to chase him," the goth and the mime smile and celebrate that she guessed right, as a still afraid Trent looked from a distance.

Then Gwen expression reverts to her serious icy killer mode, and whack the mime on the head, "WHO paid you?" the goth asks, albeit she already knew the answer.

The mime began to silently laugh evilly, showing pointed teeth. Gwen releases him, "Now go away, and if you appear in front of us again, your next performance will be as a dead man on his funeral," the mime nod and runs as fast as he could, raising his arms over his head.

"Those Ice Dancers," Gwen was frowning, she looks at Trent, who had an ashamed expression, "we are out of time, let's try to end the challenge, the cadets were still in the academia of Tango, maybe we had a chance," the team takes a taxi and goes to the next Don Box.


Taxi Confessional: Fear of Mimes II.

(Trent is on the left side, with a nervous expression and holding his hands between his legs, Gwen was frowning angry folding her arms)

"I can't believe we found a mime just here, and now, it's like a nightmare," Trent looks nervously at the sides of the taxi with wide eyes.

"It wasn't a coincidence, someone hired him to hinder us," says Gwen, with a cold expression.

"But where did they found a mime?" asks Trent raising his arms and looking at Gwen.

"There are many mime schools in Buenos Aires, one of them a few streets from the Academia," she replies.

"Are there mime schools?" Trent straight up and bite his nails.

"Actually, there are a lot of mime schools in the world, even one on Canada," she adds, in a neutral tone.

Trent faints laying against the window, Gwen's eyes widen and begin to shake him.

"Trent, Trent, sorry I didn't think what I was saying, did you hear me?" She keeps talking to him and shaking with a nervous expression on her face.


After the incident, the team arrives at the ranch and goes out of the taxi running to the next Don Box, which was dressed as a traditional gaucho outfit. Gwen, in their hurry, didn't bother to say anything about it.

"Botch or Watch: Ride em' gaucho," she reads the travel tip, "the team member who didn't play ring toss in the Arctic gets to ride a horse and use a traditional boleadora to tie up your team's designated Emu. Once it is wrapped up, you must bring it by taxi to the Chill Zone located atop Mount Aconcagua in the Andes," Gwen smiles and look at the musician, "It's your turn."

"Sorry about the mime thing," says Trent, his face unusually serious "I will redeem myself in this challenge," he mounts the horse and begins to swing the boleadora at the Emu with Trent and Gwen photo on its side.

As Trent tried to capture the bird, Gwen looks around, and realize there were no other teams or emus, they were the last ones, they lose, she bit her lower lip, just as the emu fall and cover her in the mud.

"*Puaj* Some enter in my mouth," exclaims Gwen annoyed.

"Sorry, but I get it. Let's run," says Trent grabbing the bird.

"Trent is over, we are the last team, we lose," replies Gwen with a sad smile on her face.

"Are you giving up?" Trent wasn't smiling, but he looks at her with a serene gaze, expecting her answer.

Gwen question resounds in her, he was right, she leans toward him, and kiss him on the cheek. "You are too much, let's go and take a cab, we can always give up after being eliminated," she smirks as both blush.

But before they could leave, a loud noise makes them turn their heads.

The Sisters where screaming and being chased by a suspiciously oily Emu, they climb a tree to escape the bird.

"Look, we are not last, we can still make it!" shouts Gwen, as Trent lift the tied Emu on his back.

"Sorry Kitty, Emma, we are going first," shouts Trent as the Drama Team runs to take a taxi to the Chill Zone.

Kitty's eyes go wide, "it's Trent and Gwen, ahhh! and they are leaving, we have to tie this bird now!" she gives the boleadora to Emma.

"Take this and be ready," Kitty jumps on the back of the Emu.

"Kit, what are you doing?" asks Emma worried as Kitty began to struggle in the back of the oily Emu.

"Helping my big sister pay law school," as she answers, the Emu start to peck Kitty's butt, making her scream.

Emma goes down of the tree and throws the bolas tying Kitty and the Emu, as the young sister is not oily, the bolas keep in place.

"Are you OK?" asks Emma at her tied sister.

"I am good, let's go, Yoohoo!" exclaims Kitty, as Emma began to take the Emu and walk it toward the highway, to take a taxi to the Chill Zone.

"Kitty and Emma are coming," says Gwen as Trent stop a cab, both going in.

Almost at the same time, Emma and Kitty stop another cab.

"Follow that taxi," Emma tells the driver as both sisters and their Emu board the vehicle.

"Whatever you do, don't let that taxi pass us," says Trent.

The Taxi race begins, both vehicles going right next to each other, the Sisters and the Drama Team glaring and smiling at each other, they would have to put their friendship aside in order to win.

Don in the Chill Zone looks as both Taxies stops, and the four contestants with their Emu began to race to the Chill Zone, at the top of Mount Aconcagua, Trent carrying their Emu and Emma guiding theirs with Kitty tied on the top.

The race is a close one until Trent shouts, "Gwen, This goes for you!" taking a second breath, he smiles and dashes toward the Carpet of completion.

Don watch thrilled the end of the race, "and the third goes to-" the winning team then steps on the carpet.

"The Dra… *ejem*, Gwen and Trent!" Don lifts his arms as they cheer their victory.

"Nooo!" Emma yells as they were a few meters behind, the Sister's lose, she stops looking the road for a moment and trips on a stone, falling to the ground and letting go of the Emu with Kitty tied to it.

"How I screw this thing?" asks an anxious Kitty as the Emu ran without control to the Chill Zone, and directly toward Gwen and Trent, who are distracted cheering their 3rd place.

"Lookout" yells Kitty, but it's too late, the Emu charges directly toward Trent, pushing him down the highest mountain of America.

"Trent!" screams Kitty, Don, and Gwen, as the last one runs toward the cliff, looking for some signal of the musician.

"Oh no!" Emma arrives at the Chill Zone, trying to calm Kitty.

"I just push Trent off the cliff," she then broke crying, her eyes red and puffy, as her sister untied her of the Emu.

"Yes, but it was an accident, because it was, right?" Emma asks her sister, trying to stay strong for her.

Kitty look daggers at her sister and continue crying.

"Maybe it's a bad moment to say this, but it was a non-elimination round, so the 4 teams continue on the race," comments Don, shocked by the events.

"Trent, oh Trent," Gwen cries at the side of the cliff.

"I am here," hear Gwen, a high pitched voice coming from down the mountain.

"Trent, are you all right?" Gwen shouts as Don, and the Sisters came to the cliff and look down.

"No, but I have been worst," Trent was sitting on a branch a few meters down the cliff, in which he fell on his groin, saving him from the fall.


The rescue operation required a helicopter, but after a few hours, Trent was rescued. As soon as he was on the ground, Kitty and Gwen hug him.

"Sorry, I'm so sorry," says Kitty while crying.

"I am so happy you are all right," says Gwen.

"Sorry to I worried you two," answers Trent as he hugs them, still in shock after the fall.

The night after the challenge was short, Trent, Gwen, Emma, and Kitty became closer after the accident and dine together, they will help each other and will end together at the final 2, or at least that was the plan.

Gwen went to her room and took her sketchbook, she drew some more, she was inspired, she would keep her feelings for Trent in her heart until the race is over, just as they promised. When she saw Trent fall, she felt so small and useless, so she now had decided to help him win the race and achieve his dream.

On Trent's side, his close encounter with the death was stunning, he saw his life pass on front of his eyes, and he now knew with whom he wanted to spend the rest of his life, he took his notebook and wrote his thoughts about all the accident, not to make a song, but to not forget and appreciate more his life. After the race is over, he would talk with Gwen about their feelings, but for now, the focus is winning.


Argentina is over, now that Gwen and Trent's feelings are in order, they only have to try to win the race.

Ok, I decide to change the episode and split form the Best Friends path, I hope all of you that wished them to continue on the race are as happy as me.

Also, if you remember the Mediterranean chapter the Ice Dancers notice Trent fear of mimes, it was for this moment, I think no one remembers it, but it was there :P

Teams eliminated: the Larpers, Tennis rivals, Geniuses, Vegetarians, fashion bloggers, Mother and daughter, Adversity twins, Step Brothers, Rockers, Father and Son, Reality TV Pros, Goths, Surfer Dudes, the Daters.

Fun fact: There are no Emus in Argentina, the Emus are only found in Australia. In Argentina exist a giant Bird called Ñandu, sometimes referred to as Emu, but they are smaller (a Ñandu height is about 1.5 meters, and an Emu is over 2 meters,) the two birds are from different bird families.

As always, thanks for reading and I hope you like it