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The Winner Is

"And the Winner is THE DRAMA TEAM!"

On the last spurt, Trent was down on the carpet, over him was Kitty, and behind them Gwen, Emma was a step behind, one foot outside of the carpet.

Emma and Kitty look at each other, and they embraced, they were happy because they did their best. Gwen helps Trent to stand up, and he hugs her, spinning around victoriously. The scene zooms out, showing the rest of the participants cheering (except the Ice dancers).

The Ridonculous Race: Gwen and Trent Winners.

(Trent is smiling, sitting at the left side arms resting at sides and Gwen at the right side arms folding and with a small smile.)

"When Trent called to offer me enter the race, I never think we would go home as the winners, not even in my wildest dreams," Gwen said, with a great smile that shows her teeth.

"What are you saying? We are friends with great teamwork, and you have a lot of experience in these shows, I was sure we would be the winners!" Trent said with passion in his voice and making a fist pump.

(The image shows a montage of pictures of Gwen and Trent in diverse challenges.)

"Well, I like your optimism, but the race was full of creepy and horrible challenges, like being bit by bullets ants, put inside a coffin, eating bugs, swimming with sharks and of course the Siberian Kola Borehole," Gwen tells with a tone of annoyance in her voice.

"Of course there were bad moments, but also good ones, we travel to 21 countries, build an igloo, make our first tandem skydive, fly in a hang glider and of course we met a lot of old and new friends," says Trent in a happy and proud tone.

"I don't know, but those things don't make me as happy as you," replies Gwen in a snarky tone.

(We go back to show Gwen and Trent.)

"But the best of all, the race helps us to learn a lot more about ourselves, and to grow," Trent looks more seriously to the front, folding his arms.

"That's so true, I discover a lot of things about me that I kept hiding from myself, and that was thanks to Trent," she then turns toward him. "I never said it, but now is the best moment, thanks for inviting me."

"No, Gwen, thank you for accepting," Trent reply smiling.

We came back to Trent and Gwen happy taking the Money from the briefcase as Don narrates the end of the race.

"That's all for now, we hope you enjoyed our incredible race around the world, be sure to keep an eye for more of The Ridonculous Race."

The transmission ends, some teams keep chatting, some just leave the stage, the race is over, now each one of the participants will continue with their life.

One month later, the One Ninety restaurant, Toronto, Canada.

The fancy restaurant is located in the heart of Toronto on floor 59 of an exclusive building, inside is a lone man seated on one of the corner tables. The table was decorated with a white tablecloth and a beautiful candle-like lamp. The chairs are covered in black leather.

The man is Trent, he is dressed in a white tuxedo with black pants and a black tie, and in the lapel of the suit is a black rose. Over the table are a pair of small rounded glasses, like the one he lost in the CN Tower, and under them, a white cd case. He is reading the messages on his smartphone, turning to the door each time a new guest enters the place.

Then his face beamed as the guest he is waiting makes her entrance, Gwen. She leaves her long black overcoat at the coat check and reveals

that she is wearing a beautiful Victorian black lace dress that shows her pale shoulders and a black choker.

Trent stands and waves at her, the goth's serious expression become a smile as she walks toward his table. He is charmed at her elaborate makeup with blue mascara and shadows, blue lips, and her teal and black hair combed in a small bun.

They greet, and she sits across him. After looking at the menu, they order.

As the waiter put the appetizer, which is cheese fondue accompanied by cubed French baguette in the middle of the table, the former Drama Team began to catch up.

"It's strange, I feel like it's been ages since the last time we meet, and it was like, twenty days ago?" asks Gwen, her black eyes sparkling at the light of the lamplight.

"Twenty-five, during Geoff victory party," Trent made a small chuckle "nobody throws parties like him."

"Well, I am glad he was happy, but it was too crazy, the foam cannon, the DJ, the giant balloons, he even brought Bridgette," Gwen smiles as she tastes the fondue. "That was the moment I knew giving him and Brody part of the prize money was the right thing to do."

"After Vietnam, we owe them at least that, we only win thanks to them." Trent dip some bread on the fondue and take a bit.

"And what did you do with your part of the prize?" Gwen asks while looking at him with curiosity.

"I self-finance my album, after the blunder with my former manager, I contact some record labels and we co-finance the project. We have only released the first single, though, but is promising," Trent did an honest smile.

"I listen to it, you are on the radio all day, it's a cover of 'She would be loved,' I could sense your love for that song as I listen to it," Gwen makes a small smile as the waiter take away the empty fondue pot from the table.

"Did you include some original songs in the album? I remember you were a good songwriter," Gwen tilt her head a little as she asks.

"Well, find out by yourself, please accept this." Trent takes a blank CD case and gives it to her.

"Trent, thanks, I will listen to it as soon as I get home," Gwen smiles and looks at the present, "But it doesn't have a cover nor the song titles."

"It's still the work in progress, but it includes all the songs, so please don't share it on the internet," Trent winks as he drinks a little from his cup.

Both laugh at his joke, then Gwen looks at the musician with an inquisitive gaze.

"And you didn't buy anything else with the money?"

"Hehehe, I bought a new bike, just like the one we borrow on New York, it's such a great bike that I just had to buy one," Trent answers rubbing his neck with a sheepishly smile.

As they talk, the waiter brings their grilled sea bass with roasted fingerling and salad, the fish aroma was delicious.

"And you, did you spend any of the prize money yet?" asks Trent as he tastes the dish, the fish practically melting in his mouth.

"A lot, I bought a new house for my mother, and we moved in last week," Gwen held her head high while smiling, "she also can save the money she used to pay the rent, so it will help her a lot."

"Wow, that is awesome," Trent says with wide eyes "I bought my mother some presents like a new TV and some dresses, but nothing like that."

Gwen winks "It's not so much, my mother always worked a lot to raise my brother and me, so I wanted to help her relax a little," she looks out of the windows, her gaze lost in the sky. "and she was so happy, I am sure it was the best decision."

"And you spent all your part in the house?" Trent asks as he began to think about it, houses are pretty expensive after all.

"Not all, fortunately, my town is not as expensive as Toronto," she looks at him more composed, "the rest will pay my brother college, and my Visual Arts degree, so after I finish it, I will start working as a painter."

"I would love to see some of your works," Trent replies.

"When I put them on display, I will call you, also I hope you bought some of them," the goth winks as both continue to eat their dinner.

"It was delicious, the best bass I have eaten," Gwen says as the waiter takes their plates.

"And did you have been in contact with someone from the show?" Trent asks, winking and teasing her.

Gwen folded her arms and frowned, "Are you talking about the Race or Total Drama?" She looks angrier than she really is, following Trent joke.

"Both?" Trent chuckles, seeing her reacting as he expected.

"You will not believe it, but Chris called me," Gwen says, now truly angered.

"Really? Why?" Trent feels a chill down his spine, a call from Chris McLean could only mean bad news.

"He wanted to congratulate me on winning the Ridonculous Race. He sounded happy and amicable. Maybe he will try to persuade me later to join some future show or something, it was really creepy hear him so kind and polite," Gwen shudders.

"That sucks, luckily he didn't call me," Trent shake his head "You didn't talk with anyone else?" Trent looks at her with a sad smile.

Gwen stops frowning and smiles "I keep contact with Bridgette, Geoff, Ryan. Also, Crimson and Ennui came to visit my new home, but I was too busy to contact anyone else."

Then the waiter brings the dessert, it looked like a plate of blueberries with small pie crust balls, with a big Greek yogurt ball that looked like an ice cream ball, all covered in blueberry sauce.

"What is this?" Gwen looked at her dessert, with a startled expression.

"It's a deconstructed blueberry pie, they put the same ingredients of a blueberry pie, but not mixed." Trent takes a taste of the yogurt with some blueberries.

"This is why I don't like modern cuisine," she says as she eats a blueberry, at least the fruit was as tasty as always. "And you have kept contact with someone else?"

"With Owen, Noah, Kitty and her sister Emma," says Trent smiling. "Emma and Noah are now officially a couple, and the four of them sometimes came to my place," Trent tells her as he eats more of the Greek yogurt.

"Are the Sisters angry about the race? They lose 1 million, after all," Gwen looks worried at Trent.

"No, they are a quite good sport, Kitty is also pretty fun, positive and had a great sense for photography," Trent smiles as he talks about her.

"You seem pretty close to her," Gwen teases him.

"Right now I am only focused on my album, but she is a good girl," He then looks at Gwen with curiosity. "And you, are you seeing someone?"

Gwen smiles, "There is someone, but right now, I am not sure. He is too focused on his job. And also I want to take it slow," Gwen, at last, finds how to eat the blueberry pie, but she still prefers the real thing over the deconstructed.

"I only hope that he is better than me," Trent made his signature smile "if not, you may as well go back with Duncan," he then winked.

"I thought you didn't like him," Gwen raise an eyebrow.

"He is not that bad. I was just jealous," Trent rubs his neck, "You are the one that has to like him."

The waiter retires the dessert, then both of them move to the stools on the bar to have a drink before leaving, both ask for a Yukon Jack. They drink and chat some more before leaving.

"Well, it's a wonderful place, how did you find it?" adds Gwen after asking for her overcoat.

"Owen recommends it, it has a nice atmosphere," Trent smile and takes a long white trench coat.

"He sure doesn't recommend it for the desert," Gwen whispered with a mischievous smile and holds his arm.

"That's so true," Trent agrees as they exit the building, the cold wind from outside the restaurant feeling great.

"Also thanks for the CD, I will call you as soon as I finish listen to it," Gwen looks at the box in her hands.

Both look at each other eyes, Gwen reflected in his green eyes and Trent on her pure black gaze. They doubt for a moment, and each one part their own way.

"Good Luck on with the album," Gwen says as she enters her car.

"See you next time," Trent put on his glasses and wave at her.

As both part ways, they feel how close and far away they are now, they are good friends, the best friends, but their lifestyles and goals have made each other take their own path. They may not be lovers, but the flame is still there, so there is a chance.

New York is over, and Trent and Gwen win the race. Also, they are pursuing their dreams. And that they are not together doesn't mean they will never ;)

Also, I wanted to give the ending a full chapter, I hope the dinner was enjoyable.

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, The Police Cadets, Ice dancers, The sisters.

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