It was the next morning. Dave, Brick, Cameron and Rodney were waiting outside the communal bathrooms. "Is it our turn yet?" Cameron asked the people inside.
"Keep your panties on!" Destiny shouted back. She, Jo, Zoey, Heather, Samey and Helga were in the bathrooms. "Yikes," Heather teased Zoey while she fixed her ponytails. "Did Princess Leia lose a scissors fight?"
"It's more like Queen Amadalia," Zoey corrected.
"More like Queen I'm-a-dork-a."
"Don't put Zoey down," Destiny told Heather as she pulled out a bottle of hairspray and began spraying her hair, making the other girls cough. "Ta-da!" Destiny finished. "Anne-Maria made be first in hair, but I can get a close silver second!"
"I'll pass on the frilly, girly hair care," Jo told her. She turned on a razor and began shaving. "Come on," Destiny tried to tell her. "Every girl has to beautify themselves a little."
"It is silly," Helga gruffly told her. "Helga does not see point in using make-up or dresses. No good in fights." Destiny just shook her head as she walked outside. She soon joined the other Bass in the cabin. "Fellow Bass," Brick encouraged, "We are going to stop those Gophers! The Killer Bass!"
"The Killer Bass!" the others rallied.
"Hey, Greggy," Destiny called out. "How do you like my new look?" She had on a sleeveless red dress, black-and-white striped knee socks with short black boots, a black vest that was unbuttoned, a red choker, rose earrings, and a red headband decorated with black roses. "Please," Scott scoffed. "Us men don't get distracted by chicks." He and the other guys noticed Greg drooling as he stared starry-eyed at Destiny. "Get ahold of yourself," Duncan told him as he shook his shoulder, snapping him out of his trance.
"I am not surprised that he was paralyzed at Destiny's incredible beauty," Alejandro commented.
"Uh, thank you, Alejandro," Destiny replied, "But I'm kinda used to Greggy telling me stuff like that. I think it came from that big book he sometimes lugs around."
"What book?" Harold wondered.
"This one," Greg strained as he carried a thick book with stickers on it over. "A complete dictionary on how to understand Desi's unique language. Fifth revision."
"Let me see that," Brick asked as he tried to hold the book.
"Careful! It's extremely-" Brick grabbed the book but ended up collapsing from the weight of it. "Heavy," Greg finished.
Confessional: Greg (Killer Bass)
He had the book in his lap. "Desi and I have known each other for so long, we sort of have a language all our own. Well, mainly Desi's, but this book is basically the Rosetta Stone to translate everything she says. Different song references, spliced words, everything."
End Confessional
"It's challenge time!" Chris announced over the loudspeakers. "Campers! Meet me on the other side of the island." Everyone was sitting down on the benches. "Hi, Helga," Rodney greeted as she sat down. "You...a-and hair pretty...like sunsets with straw...I-I mean..."
"Ginger Boy still stammering to me," Helga bluntly told him. "Speak clearly!"
"Y-yes, Helga."
Confessional: Rodney (Screaming Gophers)
"Helga is the most awesome girl ever! Except when I try to tell her that, my tongue and words fail me. If only I could talk to her without stuttering."
Confessional: Helga (Screaming Gophers)
"Helga still not get why Ginger Boy speak so funny. He not shot by funny gulls. He not bashed in head by snowboard. What is it?"
End Confessionals
Chris flew in with his jet-pack and landed on the stage. He had on a white wig, a dark-gray tuxedo, and black sunglasses. "Welcome to your challenge!" Chris announced as Chef removed his jet-pack, "The weird and wild fashion spectacular!"
"Now that's something I'm great at!" Destiny exclaimed with joy. "Besides making a swiller performance."
"Eh, fashion," Jo scoffed. "Waste of time."
"So says the girl in gloomy gray sweats."
"Hey, nobody needs to be reminded that I'm a girl."
"Sorry, who's a girl?" Lightning wondered.
"Brute Girl right," Helga put in. "Who needs this fashion?"
"You know," Lindsay told her, "I heard Randy say you didn't need beauty stuff, Heidi. You're, like, oozing it naturally."
"What?!" Helga bellowed as she shoved her aside and went towards Rodney. "What Ginger Boy say to me?" Chris blew his air horn, silencing everyone. "Zip it!" he told them. "You won't be walking the catwalk. No, no, no, no. No amount of fashion can help you people."
"Aw," Destiny moaned.
"Here's how it's gonna work. Each team gets a wardrobe of clothes, a makeup kit, and ten minutes to dress and make a model, which you'll send down the runway to be judged by myself and Chef."
"Wow!" Zoey exclaimed. "We get to dress an actual model!"
"Uh-huh. Right after you catch one."
"Catch a model?" Jo wondered. "Child's play. The way they eat, they'll pass out after three steps."
"You not try to catch Helga!" Helga told everyone. "Or I pound you into pulp!"
"Relax," Mike told her. "None of us are that stupid."
"Gotcha!" Lightning declared as he grabbed Helga, but she punched him on the head, making him pass out. "Never mind," Mike said, a little surprised. "Some of us are that stupid."
"Did I say human models?" Chris asked the campers. "Don't think so. No, your models are in there!" He pointed to an area of the forest, where a fierce roar rang out. "They're wild, they're mutated, and like me, despise teenagers." The Bass got worried looks. "Okay, fashionistas. Go!" Chris blew his air horn, and everyone ran off towards the woods. Sierra and Leshawna watched Cody try to catch a mutant frog. The frog glowed for a moment before it disappeared and reappeared on his head. It glowed again before it sent itself and Cody into the air. Cody screamed as the frog disappeared just as he fell. "I'll catch you, Cody!" Sierra told him. He crashed right on top of her.
Lightning was near a giant turtle shell. He kicked it, and the turtle's tail coiled around his leg and dragged him into its shell. It soon popped out and punched Lightning away. Greg approached a normal-looking beaver. He tackled it, but it lifted up to show it was attached to a giant, walking angler fish, which roared at Greg. He, Jo and Brick ran away from it.
Scott came across a slice of pizza lying in the middle of a snare trap. "Pizza?" he wondered. "What's this doing here?" He noticed Fang hiding behind a tree and holding up an ax. "Too bad there's pepperoni on it," Scott loudly commented as he walked off, "Otherwise, I'd totally eat that!" Fang face-palmed before going over to the pizza and flicking off the pepperoni. Scott went behind the tree and sliced the rope to the snare with his shark tooth, making Fang be hoisted in the air by his arm. "Oh, perfect," Scott chuckled as he walked over to the pizza slice and ate it, "No pepperoni." Fang growled at him as he walked off.
Most of the Gophers were watching the mutant animals fight each other. "Which one should we pick?" Samey asked.
"How about one that won't try to eat us," Zoey suggested.
"Five minutes left, people!" Chris announced over the loudspeakers.
"Hey, guys?" Cameron suggested. "How about that slimy maggot over there? The size of a beagle. It'd be a cinch to catch and dress. We could just slide it down the runway."
"Great idea, String Bean," Leshawna told him.
"Step aside!" Heather demanded as she shoved Cameron aside. "Let me do this!"
"Why should you do it?" Samey demanded.
"Because I'm certainly not letting Weird Goth Girl do it!"
"Ugh, fine. Whatever."
"Come on, guys," Geoff told most of the Bass as they huddled behind a rock. "There's gotta be something we can dress."
"What about that critter?" Harold suggested as he pointed to a yeti walking into a cave.
"Are you sure?" Greg asked him.
"Do you have a better idea, Nerdy?" Jo snapped.
"The main concern is getting him out and getting the clothes onto him. How are going to do that?"
"Firepower," Brick answered. "The only way to take down a formidable enemy. Come on." Back at the stage, Brick was assembling a duffel bag full of different stuff. "Men and women," he announced, "You are looking at a live DDB: Detonating Duffel Bag. It can forcibly dress any target within its 60-foot blast radius. Clothes, glue, and a little bit of fertilizer. We'll just blast the duds onto him."
"Now that's how a man gets dressed," Duncan commented.
"Isn't this a bit harsh?" Dawn asked. "Forcing the clothes onto him...it seems too cruel!"
"Relax, Dawn," DJ told her. "It's just clothes. It won't hurt him."
"Army boots?" Greg wondered as he searched through the bag. "Puffy vests? Jock straps?! Guys, this is a fashion show. We need chic, sophisticated, coordinated outfits. And I know just the girl to talk to." He ran off. "Ten bucks says he talks to the diva," Jo bet to Duncan.
"I'll take that," he replied.
"Maybe I should verify it for you," Alejandro offered. He walked off after Greg. With the Gophers, Heather had finished dressing the maggot. It had on gray shorts, a maroon top, and a black wig. "Fashion perfected," Heather commented. The maggot puked in response. "I agree with the maggot," Cody commented.
"And no wonder," Leshawna added. "Look who it's modeled after." Heather just glared at her. "Three minutes remaining!" Chris announced.
"We're running out of time!" Jasmine complained.
"Would you mind if I had a turn dressing it?" Ella politely asked.
"Knock yourself out," Samey sighed. "What do we have to lose?" Over in another part of the island, Destiny was busy playing on her guitar. "So what if you can see," she sang, "The darkest part of me. No one will ever change this animal I have become! Help me believe...it's not the real me. Somebody help me tame this animal!"
"Hey, Desi," Greg greeted her as he walked over to her.
"Hi, Greggy! Swiller performance, huh?"
"No kidding. Listen, Desi, the Bass and I need your help with the fashion challenge. You're just so put-together all the time, and we need your advice."
"My advice?! Wow! This feels like such an honor! Okay! My advice on what clothes to put on is this." Destiny leaned in to Greg's ear. "Stripes," she whispered. "They'll work for nearly everything!"
"Of course!" Greg exclaimed. "Stripes! Thanks, Desi! You're an angel!" He ran off, leaving Destiny blushing. Alejandro soon approached her. "It seems the advice you gave shall help us greatly," he told her. "Perhaps I can repay your kindness in a way."
"Repay?" Destiny asked, confused.
"I fear that if the others don't like the idea, they might vote you off. And I would be very, very sad at seeing you leave."
"I don't wanna make anyone sad!"
"But I have an idea to help you out, though...oh, you wouldn't like doing it."
"No! I'll do it!" Alejandro smirked at this.
Confessional: Alejandro (Killer Bass)
"I simply asked Destiny to swipe Scott's invincibility statue. She'll be grateful to me, and I'll have both her and Greg as allies. Because wherever she goes, Greg follows."
End Confessional
Ella was putting the finishing touches on the maggot. "There," she finally said. "What do you guys think of this?"
"Wow," Cameron gasped. "Not bad, Ella."
"It's not good, either," Heather muttered.
"One minute left!" Chris announced.
"It's fine, Heather," Samey told her. "Besides, we don't have time to change it. Let's get it back to Chris and hope for the best."
Meanwhile, the Bass had finished with their duffel bag bomb. "The striped duffel bomb is ready," Duncan announced as he passed it to Jo. "Go long!" She tossed it into the cave. The yeti was watching TV when it landed on his lap and exploded, making him roar out in anger and most of the Bass panic. "Uh-oh," Greg gulped.
"I just knew it was a bad idea," Dawn sighed. At the stage, Chris was starting the judging. "It's freaky forest fashion time!" he announced. "Gophers, show me something fierce. Chef, drop that needle." Chef, in a red DJ outfit, began playing some runway music on a vinyl while the Gophers stepped onto the stage. "This gorgeous, plus-sized maggot is showing off a bold princess style like no other," Gwen blandly announced. Zoey, Ella, Cameron, Samey and Lindsay applauded at the maggot. "Her brown hairpiece and light-pink tiara perfectly compliments a glittery teal ballgown," Gwen continued, sticking her tongue out in disgust at the end.
"Little gross, what with the oozing and squirming," Chris commented, "Plus with the amount of glitter...I give it a seven point nine." The Gophers cheered at this. Chef gave it seven and a half points. "Okay, Bass," Chris announced, "Show me what you've got!" The Bass didn't immediately appear. "Bass?" Greg came up running as his teammates followed. "As you can see," he quickly explained, "Yeti is wearing a smart bohemian striped ensemble." The yeti stormed onto the stage. He had on a striped sweater and green-striped shorts. He chased after the Bass, knocking most of them off the stage. He then grabbed Greg and hoisted him in the air. "The outfit consists of a variety of garments applied forcefully to random parts of his body," Greg continued.
"That thing is huge!" Lindsay commented, confusing the yeti. Destiny soon ran up to the stage. "Greggy, I can't believe you out of all the stripes ideas, you made the one fashion fail with them!" she told him with a giggle. "It's actually pretty funny to see it."
"Desi, please clarify," Greg squeaked out.
"Unless you're doing knee-high socks like mine, you need to stick with vertical stripes. Horizontal stripes just make you...um...Owen-sized."
"They do?" The yeti looked down to see his belly bulge under his sweater. "True," Chris agreed, "It hardly compliments the yeti's husky physique." A swarm of paparazzi began taking photos of the yeti. "I thought the extra cameras were Dakota's thing," Dave said, slightly confused.
"Hello?" Destiny called out. "Greggy and the yeti aren't liking the photo op. Could you focus the cameras on me now? That's why I called you!" The yeti got startled by the cameras and dropped Greg. He quickly tore his striped clothes off. "Chris is right," Lindsay commented, "Stripes are so-" The yeti grabbed her and Destiny, then grabbed Chris's jet pack and flew off. "Hey!" Chris complained. "He took my jet pack!"
"Desi!" Greg screamed. The yeti flew a screaming Lindsay and Destiny over to Boney Island. "Will Lindsay and Destiny survive?" Chris nervously narrated. "And am I legally liable if they don't? Find out after the break."
(cue commercial)
Chris was talking on the phone. "What do you mean I'm liable if the yeti eats Lindsay and Destiny?" he asked with panic. "It's not my fault they're delicious!" He noticed the others giving him odd looks. "Gotta go." He hung up. "Hey! For our next challenge, the two teams will...compete to rescue Lindsay and Destiny!" Everyone looked unsure while Greg paled with worry. "Yup, that's it. Everyone grab a canoe and head to Boney Island." Soon, everyone was paddling to Boney Island. "Way to go with the fashion tips," Scott scolded to Greg.
"He was only trying to help," Alejandro pointed out.
"Paddle faster!" Greg told the Bass. "The more time Desi's alone with the yeti, the greater the chance she gets harmed!"
"But she has Lindsay," Harold pointed out. "And the odds of the yeti-"
"I SAID FASTER!" The Bass began to row faster. Soon, everyone was on the ground searching for Lindsay and Destiny. "Lindsay!" Zoey called out. "Where are you?!"
"I'm coming, Desi!" Greg shouted. Everyone soon reached the bottom of a cliff where the yeti, Lindsay, and Destiny were on. "Over here!" Cameron called out.
"It's okay, Yeti," Lindsay told him. "The world can't handle beauty like yours. You're a snowflake. But just, like, a lot bigger. Like, I mean, a LOT." The yeti just gave her an odd look. "What's with all the scaffolding?" Scott wondered.
"It wasn't here before," Rodney pointed out.
"I'm considering turning Boney Island into my personal resort," Chris explained. "The health department said it was unfit for human life, but I sent in a few workers, anyway. Hmm, wonder where they went." The scene flashed over to some woolly beavers munching on bones and wearing construction hats. "Don't hurt him!" Lindsay shouted down to the others. "He just has big hairy body issues!"
"I hear that," Jo muttered under her breath. She noticed the odd stares her teammates were giving her. "I mean, uh, did you hear that? He's got issues! We've gotta take that psycho yeti out."
"Hey, Greggy!" Destiny shouted down to him. "This is just like those games on your Swii! You're like Mario, the brave guy coming to the rescue, and I'm like Princess Peach, the girl waiting to be rescued!"
"Mario and Peach," Greg mumbled before fainting.
"Don't worry," Brick assured him, "The Killer Bass shall save your friend! Take this, hairball!" He tossed another duffel bag bomb at the yeti, covering him with green shorts, a yellow top, and a beanie hat. Most of the others laughed at this. The yeti roared before shredding the clothes off of him.
Confessional: Brick (Killer Bass)
"Fine. I'll stay away from fashion from now on. Happy?" He wiped away a tear.
End Confessional
The yeti stomped around, knocking the scaffolding down to make a set of ramps. "Let's make a three-prong attack against that beast," Duncan suggested. "One person on the left, one on the right, and one straight down the middle."
"What about him?" Brick asked as he pointed to Greg, who was still passed out.
"Forget about him," Jo told him. "He's useless."
"This whole mess started because of him," Shawn added. "Let's go!" Jo, Duncan and Brick began to climb the poles. "How are we going to rescue Lindsay and Destiny before they do?" Zoey asked the Gophers.
"Perhaps we can get someone prettier than them to lure the yeti away," Cameron suggested.
"No way am I becoming yeti bait," Heather decided.
"My specialty is brains, not beauty," Scarlett argued.
"Maybe I could try to calm the yeti down?" Ella offered. Helga shoved her aside. "No more talk!" she declared. "I shall do it!"
Confessional: Helga (Screaming Gophers)
"I do not like plan, but if it helps team, I guess I could be doll-thing for little while." She stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Still do not understand this 'makeup' and 'fashion' stuff. Yuck!"
End Confessional
The yeti began tossing barrels down, knocking Jo, Duncan and Brick off and making them fall. Greg soon came to and saw Destiny up on top of the cliff. "I think your boyfriend's awake," Lindsay told Destiny.
"Uh," Destiny stammered, blushing badly, "I'm not entirely sure about that. But I do know that even Mario needed a power-up now and again to beat the boss." She pulled out her guitar and began playing. Greg looked up and saw a vision of Destiny performing for a large crowd, and she had a heavenly glow to her. "Like a rock goddess," he gasped. "I'm coming, Desi!" He began to run up the ramps as Destiny began to sing. "On the ground I lay," she sang, "Motionless in pain. I can see my life flashing before eyes. Did I fall asleep? Is this all a dream? Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare."
"He's actually doing it," Courtney gasped with surprise. The yeti began tossing barrels down the ramp as Destiny continued to sing. "I will not die,"
she sang as Greg jumped over one of the barrels, "I will survive. I will not die, I'll wait her for you! I feel alive, when you're beside me! I will not die, I'll wait here for you! In my time of dying!" Greg continued to jump over the barrels. "On this bed I lay, losing everything. I can see my life passing me by. Was it all too much? Or just not enough? Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare. I will not die. I will survive. I will not die, I'll wait here for you! I feel alive, when you're beside me! I will not die, I'll wait here for you! In my time of dying!"
"This better work," Helga grumbled as Ella, Zoey and Samey worked on her makeup.
"The only one who can give you a hot new look," Samey bragged, "Is me!"
"Or a circus clown," Heather muttered under her breath.
"Hurry!" Topher told them. "They're making good time! Oh, forget it!" He shoved the girls aside and worked on Helga's makeup. "A little rouge and there, done!"
"Finally!" Helga breathed out. The others were giving her weary looks. "Let's get this over with." She walked up the ramps. "Hold on, Helga!" Rodney told her. "I'm coming!" Greg was now crawling towards Destiny as he saw her performing. "I will not die," she sang, "I'll wait here for you! I feel alive, when you're beside me! I will not die, I'll wait here for you! In my time of dying!" Greg soon joined in the chorus. "Feel...a...live..." Destiny sang as Greg sang, "I will not die, I'll wait here for you!"
"Feel...a...live..."
"I will not die, when you're beside me!"
"Feel...a...live..."
"I will not die, I'll wait here for you!"
"In my time of dying!" they finished together. Greg got to his feet and stared down the yeti as Destiny played the final chord. He charged at the yeti, but the yeti simply grabbed him and tossed him off the cliff, making him crash into the ground below. "Game over!" Brick commented.
"Power-up wore off already?" Greg mumbled.
"Greggy!" Destiny cried out as she jumped off the cliff and crashed right on top of him. She soon swallowed him in a hug. "Oh, Greggy," she told him, "That was so courave of you!"
"I'd do...anything for you, Desi," Greg blurted. He was soon met with a kiss on the lips, making him blush redder than a tomato. "Aw..." some of the girls on the Gophers gushed. Sierra snapped a photo of it with her phone.
Up on the cliff, Helga soon marched up to the yeti and Lindsay. "Hello, yeti," she told it. Her makeup was all messed up, with her eyeshadow smeared and her lipgloss applied too thickly. "I am...pretty girl over here. More pretty than Blond Girl, no?" Lindsay and the yeti were stunned for a moment. "See?" Lindsay told him. "That's another what not to do." The duo laughed at this as Rodney reached them. "What's going-?" he panted when he noticed the laughter as Helga just stood there, confused. "Are you mocking her?!" Rodney ran over to the yeti and punched him off, sending him sailing until he landed on top of Greg and Destiny. "Off of us!" Greg muffled.
"That'll teach you to mess with a beautiful lady!" Rodney scolded.
"Screaming Gophers," Chris announced as he flew up in his jet pack, "You've got immunity." The Gophers cheered while the Bass moaned in defeat. "Oh, come on!" Duncan complained. Helga then tapped Rodney's shoulder. "Do you see point in this?" she asked him. He gasped when he saw the sight. He then growled with anger as he faced his teammates. "Just add some rouge, huh?" he bitterly asked Topher as the others backed away from him. "Hey, Topher, here's a makeover for YOU!" Rodney began tossing barrels at Topher, who dodged them. "What'd I do?!" he asked. "What'd I do?!" Rodney kept tossing barrels. "Someone help!" Topher screamed. Helga just watched the scene, confused. "Give me mirror," she ordered Lindsay.
"I don't think you wanna-" Lindsay began.
"Now!" Lindsay passed Helga a small mirror. She took a look at her reflection. "I think I understand now," she decided. "Fashion used for igniting fury and fight in men! I could get used to this."
"As much as I'd love to let this go on forever," Chris commented, "It's time to head back to camp. Bass, you've got some voting to do." At the campfire ceremony, the Bass were all seated. Duncan, Dave, Sky, Bridgette, Geoff, DJ, Luna and Alejandro were in the back row while Shawn, Jo, Courtney, Dawn, Harold, Scott, Brick, Greg and Destiny were in the front row. "Well, that was a complete fiasco," Chris began. "Brick, you bagged yourself a fashion fail." Brick hung his head in defeat. "And Greg, you just totally dropped the barrel on this one. So, one of the Bass is going home, but it's not going to be Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Shawn or Duncan." He tossed a marshmallow to each of them. "Dawn, Harold, Courtney, Luna, Alejandro, Sky, Dave, Jo and Destiny, you're safe, too." He tossed a marshmallow to them. "Now then, tonight's loser is..." Brick, Scott and Greg got nervous looks. Destiny took a worried glance at Greg. "..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Greg!" Greg and Destiny gasped as the last two marshmallows were tossed to Brick and Scott. "Wait!" Destiny cried out. "Y-You can't eliminate him, f-for I use this on him!" She pulled out the Chris statue, to everyone's shock. "I thought Scott had it," Bridgette wondered.
"I took it from him when he wasn't looking," Destiny explained. "And that means Greggy's safe!"
"Where's the McLean Seal of Approval?" Chris asked her. Destiny began to eye the statue. "Uh, it must've turned invisible," she meekly told him as she kept eyeing the statue. Scott gave a sly laugh. "Guess I forgot to mention the statue's a complete dud," he told her.
"What?!" Greg and Alejandro gasped.
"You mean to tell me," Destiny seethed as she stormed closer to Scott, "That this whole time, that statue was a FAKE?!" She tackled him to the ground and began to fight him, but Greg quickly pulled her off. "He's not worth it, Desi!" he warned her. "There's nothing you can do." Destiny began to cry. "But Greggy," she sobbed, "We did everything together. I...I can't do this without you!"
"Yes, you can!" Greg assured her. "You are, like, the smartest, prettiest, most talented person in this universe! You have to be strong for both of us. Can you do that?" Destiny nodded her head as she wiped away her tears. Greg turned to the Bass. "Here," he told them as he tossed his book to Dawn, Bridgette and Geoff, making them strain under the weight. "You're going to need that."
Confessional: Greg (Killer Bass)
"I'm not sad that I lost. But I am sad that Desi and I are going to be separated. But I'll be strong. I..." He began to cry.
End Confessional
Soon, Destiny watched as Greg rode the Boat of Losers off the island. "I miss you already!" Destiny told him.
"I miss you more!" Greg shouted back.
"No, I miss you more!"
"No, I miss you more!"
"I miss you infinitely more! Bye!" Tears came to Destiny's eyes as the Boat of Losers and Greg left her sight. In the shadows, Alejandro was scowling. "I did not anticipate it being a fake," he told the camera, "But mark my words, I shall win this competition! And nobody will ever see me coming."
Here's another chapter! And I bet that elimination threw you completely off-track! Greg certainly was one of my favorite OCs to write, but sadly, he had to go here. But he managed to win Destiny over just beforehand. And she certainly wasn't left undamaged.
I also bet you didn't expect that statue to be a dud, huh? (Well, it's still a tad early for the real McCoy to be brought out, so I won't be upset if you already saw this coming.) But here's another clash of two villains, although unknowingly. Alejandro told Destiny to swipe the statue to save her and gain her and Greg's loyalty, but Scott never had the real statue in the first place, unintentionally foiling Alejandro's plan.
Did you like some of the other interactions? If so, don't be afraid to leave a review!
The next challenge will be highly anticipated, or dreadfully feared. Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying enjoy and have a happy New Year!
P.S. The songs referenced were 'Animal That I Have Become' and 'Time of Dying' by Three Days Grace.