Cooking with Galaxy is like working with Gordon Ramsey. Not good...
Everyone were already assembled at the beach, Chris standing infront. It was another early wake up, and no was happy. Galaxy and Co. we're setting up defenses for the island all night, just in case Mimic ever attacked. He was dangerous, but they couldn't blow their cover, so they armed the island in the dead of night. Meaning... they didn't get a lot of sleep. Swarm was keeping watch from all angles, even where the campers were currently. Chris stood infront of them, flashing his signature smug.
"Campers", he began, "Today you will test your skills in the kitchen." Many of the campers cheered, only to fall silent when they all saw Milky Way and Andromeda glaring at Galaxy and Black Hole. Sparks could be felt. Suddenly, out of thin air, all four of them pulled out fancy purple chef hats and put them on their heads. The four returned their attention to the host. He blinked, snapping out of his thoughts, and resumed his explanation.
"You will assign a head chef and theme for your meal, consisting of an appetizer, main course and dessert. You will then be judged my moi." He gestured to himself. Behind him, a truck driven by a... dolphin... backed out of the water. "You have eight hours." And then he walked off. Both teams assembled, the four still shooting eachother intimating glares.
Both teams had made their way into the kitchen, each taking a side. Geoff was head chef for the Bass, picking an Italian dish. Heather was head chef for the Gophers (despite Galaxy and Black Hole's constant protests), and chose Hawaiian Ribs. Both teams were hard at work, none more so than Galaxy and Co.
Confessional
Galaxy - "Me and by boys have always competed on trying to make the best... dish, whatever that may be." He folds his arms and smirks. "Of course, I always win cause I was trained by the best chef around, Michael Dew; My family's personal cook. His main tip: Aggression is key."
Confessional End
The Gophers, sans two, were all busy at work. Black Hole was told by Galaxy to help with the ribs. While they all worked, Heather and Galaxy were constantly arguing with eachother, both fighting for role of head chef. No one had the heart to stop them, as Galaxy's rage was reaching its breaking point. The Bass, while still working, were shocked the Gophers were so disorganized. MW and Courtney were working on the dessert, while Andromeda was making a proper drink to go with the meal. After a few minutes of arguing, Galaxy finally conceded, marching angrily over to the ribs.
"I'm surprised you backed down", Black Hole told him, "We would win with you in charge." But Black Hole didn't get a response, only a wide-eyed look of anger. It was confused, until it realized the ribs were still raw. "Aw, sh*t."
"THE F*CKIN' RIBS ARE F*CKIN RAW!!!" Galaxy bellowed, his voice causing Black Hole's hair to flail like a flag. Galaxy also noticed the the maniac was using the wrong sauce. Next thing everyone knew, Black Hole was thrown across the room as Galaxy screamed "WHERE'S THE BARBECUE SAUCE!!!". Black Hole flew straight into the wall, leaving an it shaped hole as he tumbled. Everyone was terrified, while MW sighed and Andromeda shook his head.
Confessional
Milky Way - "Galaxy gets way into cooking sometimes."
Galaxy - Is angrily ranting about how bad his team is doing, throwing jabs at Chris and calling Heather a /censored/ every so often.
Confessional End
A few hours had passed till only three remained. Galaxy was still heaving mad, Black Hole was working on the ribs timidly, the other Gophers were busy at work, Trent was in the infirmary, and Heather was locked in the fridge. The Bass were working much better, even if some of them were still shaken up from Galaxy's freak-out. Chris and Chef came in to check on everyone, and when Chef angrily asked why there was a hole in the side of his kitchen, everyone pointed at Galaxy. He ended up throwing Black Hole across the room again when it messed up the ribs again. Chris and Chef got the idea when Black Hole crashed through the wall (and made a new it shaped hole) and ran out.
The final three hours had passed with no more problems. Galaxy had calmed down considerably, and profusely apologized for his temper.
But it didn't last.
When the rest of the Gophers returned, Black Hole was angrily grumbling to himself. When Galaxy asked what was wrong, the maniac simply pointed to Owen. Said lovable lug was covered in sauce as he held the ribs, now eaten to the bone. Galaxy instantly fainted. Milky Way winced as the Gophers rushed to do something.
"Their team is a mess", Courtney said. MW and Andromeda nodded in agreement. The CIT turn to MW. "Why is Galaxy so..."
"Out of character?" MW finished, "He is a master chef, trained by the best. Stuff like this breaks him. It can get really ugly sometimes." MW shuddered as a memory of Galaxy's blowup earlier popped in his head. Courtney shot one more look at the scrambling Gophers, and resumed her work on the dessert.
Time was up at this point. Galaxy was furious, The Gophers' meal was in shambles, and Heather... was still locked in the fridge. The Bass, on the other hand, were confident. All their dishes were ready, the table was set, and Chris was waiting anxiously. To put it simply, The Bass won. It was obvious. Chris turned his attention to the Gophers.
"Seriously, what happened?" He asked.
"Well, we followed Heather's instructions..." Lindsay began. She trailed off and widened her eyes. "OMG! Heather! She's still locked in the fridge!" The blonde ran back into the kitchen. Chris looked at Leshawna.
"What?" She retorted, "She was getting on all our nerves. It had to happen." Chris shrugged. When Lindsay came back, she had a nearly frozen Heather at her side. Said queen bee was shivering like crazy. Everyone went bug-eyed at her apperance.
"You g-g-guys are s-s-s-s-so dead!" She snarled through chattering teeth. She looked at the host. "Is it o-o-over?"
Chris nodded. "The Bass had won their reward: A five-star dinner under the stars!" The Bass cheered. That was when Galaxy, who was still angrily grumbling over his loss, noticed something on the table.
"Hey, what's this?" He pick up the object in question. It was a small stone tiki.
"Oh, I found that on the other ithland", Beth said. All eyes fell on her in shock. Chris rushed over to her.
"Boney Island!?!?" He exclaimed. Beth nodded. "The one I said specifically told you not to take anything from!?" Beth's eyes widened in horror.
"I'll put it back!" She exclaimed. She quickly grabbed the tiki and ran out of the lodge. Galaxy groaned.
"Seriously?" He sighed, head in his hands, "Black Hole, go get the sage." Black Hole shook his head.
"Good thing we brought the stuff", it mumbled to itself as it walked out the door.
"Wait, you guys knew this would happen?" Gwen asked Galaxy.
"We have experience", he grumbled. Courtney shared a concerned look with MW, who just shrugged and nodded in return.
"Well, no matter", Chris announced, "I'll see the Gophers' butts at elimination." On that note, everyone left the lodge. Silence followed shortly after.
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Flashback
As Galaxy and Co. were battling the Woolly Beavers during the Boney Island challenge, and with eyes all on them, his plan was put into action. Garmadon, a smug smirk on his face, tossed the tiki, infused with some of his dark magic, at the poor farm girl's feet. She looked down at it, eyes sparkling, and quickly picked it up and stuffed it in her pocket. Just then, Black Hole burst from the thicket stabbing one of the beasts with its own tusk. Garmadon chuckled and returned to the shadows of the forest.
Flashback End
Part one of his plan finished, he went back down the hole, and began to walked down the tunnel back to Boney Island, and in turn to his and Wheatley's fortress in the mountain with the skull.
The Gophers had all assembled at the campfire. Galaxy was still a bit twitchy cause of the challenge, Black Hole was covered in bruises and sporting a black eye, and Heather was still blue and shivering. She was wrapped in a blanket, sneezing every so often. Chris stood behind his barrel with the platter of marshmallows in hand.
"I'll just cut to the chase", He said.
"Galaxy."
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"Leshawna."
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"Trent."
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"Lindsay."
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"Gwen."
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"Owen."
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"Campers, this is the final marshmallow." Chris looked between Beth and Heather. Both girls were fearful. "And it goes to...
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Heather caught her marshmallow and immediately glared at the others.
"You a-a-are s-s-so lucky!" she snarled. She then taunted Beth as the others gave her a proper goodbye. She boarded the Boat of Losers, smiling happily, only for her face to fall in guilt.
Flashback
After Beth ran out of the lodge, she did plan on going back to Boney Island to return the tiki, but she quickly remembered the events that unfolded at the cursed island. Not wanting to be killed by a Woolly Beaver, she did, in her eyes, the next best thing:
Flush the tiki down the toilet.
"No one will notice, right?" She told herself sheepishly.
Flashback End
Back on Boney Island, within the skull-shaped rock, Wheatley was overseeing the construction of his side of the palace. He turned to see Garmadon strutting smugly up to him.
"How's my favorite bot doing?" Garmadon asked, flashing finger guns. Well, they would have been finger guns if his hands weren't claws. Wheatley rolled his eye.
"Fine, just peachy. The fortress is coming along nicely." He gestured to the construction. "What about the plan. Did the girl return the tiki?"
"Nope. He's still on the Wawanaka."
This caused the two to share a diabolical laugh, it echoing across the island.
Underneath Wawanaka was a staff only room, home of the septic tank. The tiki bobbed in the sewage, only for its eyes to glow. A shadow then leapt on to the floor. It the began to show his true form. Standing a good foot taller than Andromeda, brandishing claws, his metal endoskeleton visible under his slightly opaque fur, and his yellow hat and bowtie gleaming in what little light there was, stood him.
The master of fear...
In the form of a bear...
His red eyes piercing the dark...
NIGHTMARE.
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Teams
The Screaming Gophers: Gwen, Trent, Owen, Heather, Lindsay, Leshawna, Black Hole, Galaxy
The Killer Bass: Courtney, Duncan, Geoff, Bridgette, Sadie, Harold, DJ, Milky Way, Andromeda
Eliminated: Ezekiel, Eva, Noah, Justin, Katie, Tyler, Izzy, Cody, Beth