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Chris and Don stood in their usual hosting spot, and were currently waiting to begin filming the intro for the next exciting episode of Total Drama! Their mood was rather chipper as the two men had gotten closer during their time as hosts in the snow but it was quickly ruined once they were joined by everyone's favourite producer, Marnie, her blond hair tied into a ponytail and her hands in the pockets of her black jacket. She gave both hosts a wide smile as she approached but it was clear that it wasn't a friendly sort of visit.
"Hey boys!" Marnie crooned at the two hosts who seemed less than enthused at being referred to as boys. "I hope that you're both doing well, there's been some really impressive stuff going on for you both!"
"Wow thanks, that really means a lot to us." Chris answered with an extremely patronising smile, which was immediately noticed by Marnie judging by the small scowl and the furrow that appeared in her brow.
"Well, either way, keep it up. Ratings are looking to be good." Marnie replied dismissively, waving her hand as if swatting the question away.
"And that's all that we care about." Don nodded affirmatively as Marnie walked away, leaving the hosts free to now host their intro.
"Last time on Total Drama!" Chris began, grinning at the camera as Marnie walked away to the ski lift back down the mountain, "Our remaining twelve contestants were tasked with improving their teamwork because it was apparent that they were not as cohesive as they should have been!"
"It started with a strong showing for the Felines by Iris and Alyssa, but it was in the end the Snakes who ended up the victors of the challenge." Don continued on, the two of them now working together like a well oiled machine after having done this a fair few times now.
"Luckily for the Felines, this was a reward challenge, and although they lost out on the opportunity to use a totally epic sauna! They avoided elimination and were able to stay as six."
"With tensions on both teams still present, what will happen this time? Will Aleena put aside her grudge against Yves?"
"Will Ashe be able to keep up his newfound confidence or will it fall to the wayside when tougher challenges come rolling in?"
"And who will be voted out tonight… On Total-!"
"Drama-!"
"Audacious Alpines!"
(Theme Song)
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doing fine.
The title sequence begins with Nick looking at himself in the mirror in the confessional, he is fixing his hair before the door opens, scaring him and causing him to jump and fall onto the toilet. In walks Ashe who looks horrified and quickly runs out with his head in his hands.
You guys are on my mind.
Luciana is in the living room, enjoying a quiet read by the fire when Alyssa comes running down the stairs with two snowboards that she found. She throws one to Luciana who catches it with a grin as the two run out of the cabin.
You asked me what I wanted to be.
We now see the two girls skateboarding down the mountain, wearing the appropriate safety gear of course, they board past Boris who has somehow managed to get himself stuck in a tree, he calls for help as they ignore him.
And now I think the answer is plain to see.
Kahlin and Yvette are enjoying dinner together, they are both chatting incessantly but it appears that neither is actually listening to the other, they're both in their own worlds. The camera pans to show Amelia rolling her eyes and looking exasperated at the both of them.
I wanna be famous
Chef is in the kitchen cooking up dinner for the campmates, Yves is behind him, watching what he does carefully, Chef wipes some sweat off his brow and continues cooking as he does.
I want to live close to the sun
Damien is trying to have a nap in his bed when Adrian bursts in and starts singing to himself, Damien takes the pillow and places it over his head, trying to drown out Adrian's noise.
So pack your bags cause I've already won
Aleena is filming something in the distance, she is taking it very seriously, a furrow in her brow when Miles appears in front of her camera. This causes her to jump and throw her camera behind her, she growls at Miles and pounces on him, throwing them both down the mountain.
Everything to prove nothing in my way-
As the two of them fight and roll down to the bottom of the mountain, they land in a heap in the end and are soon joined by Alyssa and Luciana who cheer as they reach the bottom of the mountain.
I'll get there one day-
Iris is sitting by an open fire, rubbing her hands together and warming them slightly. She is soon joined by all the other members who gather around the fire to keep warm. They're all wearing their jackets and start whistling together, showing more camaraderie than before.
Nananana Nananana
Chris and Don arrive with a tray of cocoa, all in their own little takeaway cups. They begin handing them out to the contestants.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Marnie can be seen behind a camera glaring at Chris and Don, writing something down in her notebook.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
All of the campers, plus Chris and Don smile happily as Marnie snaps her pencil in annoyance nearby, watching the scene with disgust.
(End Theme Song)
(Kitchen)
As she has been known to do, Iris was currently in the kitchen chopping up some things for Chef to bastardise and ruin with his cooking. Currently she was mixing together a batter for what one would assume would be something like pancakes and waffles, Iris had no idea what Chef intended to do with it, she was just making the batter so that he had less work to do down the line.
While she was doing that, in walked Aleena, holding her camera as she seemed to be doing a video tour of the entire cabin, hoping to add extra flavour to her documentary that she was planning to make after the show. Both girls saw each other and waved good morning.
"I didn't even hear you get up." Aleena noted with a smile, I assumed you were still in bed." The filmmaker opened the fridge and shoved her camera inside to get a shot of the contents while Iris giggled.
"Well I was trying to be extra quiet so I didn't wake any of you up." Iris admitted with another laugh, "I'm used to waking up before everyone anyway so it only seemed right to let you all sleep in until you needed to."
"Well it was appreciated, I had a particularly wonderful dream that I didn't want to end." Aleena said with a small chuckle.
"Ah… and what were you dreaming about?" Iris asked curiously, her eyebrow raising as she wanted for the response.
"Yves was voted off." Aleena said with a smile. Iris took a moment to take it all in before deciding that clearly Aleena needed a talking to, if her slightly stern, motherly expression was anything to go by.
"And why are you so happy that Yves had been voted off?" She asked with a hand on her hip, ready to listen to whatever it was that the girl had to say.
"Well… I nearly went home because of her." Aleena said with rather strong conviction, looking Iris in the eye.
"Then you should hold a grudge against me too, shouldn't you?" Iris countered with another eyebrow raise, her tone had definitely become sterner as she settled into her older sister role, hoping to help Aleena get over whatever was causing her to act like this. "After all, I didn't vote for Yvette, nor did I vote for you."
Aleena was taken aback for a second as she was forced to realise what was actually driving her dislike for Yves. She looked pretty shocked, blinking slightly while Iris returned to her batter, leaving the filmmaker to come to terms with what she was now realising. Aleena walked out of the kitchen without finishing her video tour of the room as Iris smiled to herself.
(Confessional)
ALEENA: I guess my issue with Yves was never that she nearly sent me home… I'm just… I probably just find her overbearing, but you can't really just go up to someone and be like 'Hey! I hate everything about your personality and I hope that you go home soon!' Although that probably would've been better than my bright idea…
IRIS: It was obvious that Aleena wasn't taking her anger out on Yves for a reason as silly as not voting with her in the vote, she doesn't seem the type to care enough to be that petty, so I was just making sure that I led her gently down a better path before she ends up hurting someone like Yves or herself.
(The Cafeteria)
Ashe and Damien were sitting in the cafeteria together, breakfast hadn't been made yet so the two of them were instead enjoying some fruit that always seemed to be left out for the contestants each morning, likely to promote healthy eating to the swathes of children or maybe even adults who tuned in to the show.
Today's fruit was a selection of just overripe bananas and the odd orange or so. The two boys were each peeling an orange as they talked, normal reality TV things.
"So… what got you into musicals?" Ashe opened up the conversation with a question which quickly got Damien's palms sweating.
"Who said I was in to musicals?" He countered quickly with a smooth smirk, hoping to deflect as much as possible.
"Well… Amelia was talking about how you said you liked watching her on her TV show…" Ashe said offhandedly, causing Damien to let go off the breath that he was nervously holding. "And also I definitely saw you on stage a few times." The boy admitted with a giggle, "You're not very inconspicuous." Damien sighed as he nodded, letting out a chuckle of his own.
"I suppose you're right," He admitted, smiling at the smaller boy, "I'm not even sure why I was trying to hide it, I guess I just didn't want to be treated differently because I am kind of famous - it's why I voted Adrian out the first vote, because I knew that he would give me preferential treatment and I just didn't want that."
"I get you." Ashe nodded reassuringly, keeping eye contact with his friend.
"And to answer your question… It was an escape, home life wasn't the best so I started theatre classes to spend some time away. I guess I just started really liking it, so I went to auditions and I did well and here I am." Damien smiled, it wasn't affecting him now but it was a sad story all the same.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Ashe said with a small frown, "Everything happens for a reason, so I guess that what we've had to face is the reason that we're the people that we are today."
"That's a nice way of looking at it." Damien smiled, "And without lows we can never truly know highs, so I'm not mad about anything that has happened in my life."
"That's good." Ashe smiled, "I'm glad we met you know, I feel comfortable around you… it's weird I never really connect with people all that well, but it's different with you."
"I know exactly what you mean." Damien smiled, "I guess we're just two peas in a pod and all that."
"Maybe we are." Ashe laughed as the two continued talking away the morning.
(Confessional)
DAMIEN: I'm not really the best at making friends, so the fact that Ashe and I have managed to gel so quickly has been really weird for me. I like it though! It definitely feels like we understand each other on a personal level, which is nice in this game, it feels like I have someone I can trust with everything.
ASHE: I guess me and Damien are kind of like allies now? It's nothing official but I feel like we just click, hopefully it'll serve us both well in the game, because that's what we're here for in the end.
(The Living Room)
Miles was sitting in the living room this time, he was currently playing with a deck of cards that he had found in the game, having spread them over the floor. It seemed to be a game of solitaire, a game where one must place cards in a tower from highest to lowest or something - I won't lie to you I don't know the game but I see lots of people play it by themselves.
His game time was soon interrupted by a person walking into the living room however, this person was Luciana. She walked in with a cup of tea and a piece of fruit from the cafeteria, this one being a banana. She decided to sit opposite the athlete, crossing her legs and keeping the cup of team down to her right side, being very careful not to spill it over the floor, and more importantly the cards.
"You winning?" She asked, scanning over the cards as she did, looking to see possible moves that he could make.
"As winning as you can be with this game." He chuckled in response, placing a four over a five, making his tower closer to finishing or something.
"I was a solitaire world champion once upon a time." Luciana recalled with a smile, looking wistfully off into the distance.
"Oh really?" Miles said, half disinterested in the conversation as he was very clearly focused on making sure this attempt was successful.
"No… I was just seeing if I could break your concentration." She giggled mischievously, placing her hand over her mouth as she did so. "I don't think a solitaire world championship even exists if I'm honest, seems pretty niche." (I was right, it's pretty niche and doesn't actually exist)
"That would be pretty niche." Miles nodded, continuing to build his towers. "But then again, there are weirder championships. There's one in Britain where they chase a wheel of cheese down a hill - sounds kind of fun." He shrugged as Luciana nodded knowingly.
"Yes, I'm aware of the one, I actually attended one year although I don't particularly remember much apart from it being surprisingly violent." The heiress detailed with a slight furrow in her brow as she started to take a sip from her tea.
"I forget that you're all posh and you've been around the world and all that." Miles said offhandedly, keeping his eyes on the cards as Luciana started peeling her banana.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, taking a bite as she waited for the answer.
"Well, you're just so down to earth that I forget where you've come from." The boy answered honestly,
"I get that one a shocking amount if I'm honest." Luciana agreed, taking another bite of her banana.
"Well then maybe there's some truth in it then." Miles shrugged as he let out a huge groan. "Ugh I lost again!" He hastily picked the cards back up and began reshuffling them for another attempt as Luciana continued to watch.
(Confessional)
LUCIANA: I never really saw myself as different from other people, but then again I've spent my whole life around the upper echelons of society - for others to say that I fit in though is the greatest compliment, Father always told me to stay humble even in your greatest moments, and that's what I'm striving to do.
MILES: Luciana is alright, she's a physical beast though, her arms are built! I reckon she could definitely take me on in a fight, which worries me slightly because it means that in a final, if it's physical, I'm not guaranteed victory, I'll just have to hope her team decides to vote her off before it's too late.
(The Girls' Room)
Yves and Alyssa were sitting in the girls' room together, well if you would consider sitting on two separate beds, not talking but being in the same space as being together. Alyssa was drawing in her notepad while Yves painted her nails a nice blue to match her team's colour. The two of them sat in comfortable silence until it was interrupted by Amelia walking in from the shower. The girl had gotten dressed in the bathroom but her hair was wrapped up in her towel on top of her head.
Both of the other girls looked at Amelia and gave her a small wave, Yves was careful not to ruin her now carefully painted nails, splaying her fingers to prevent it rubbing off onto her other fingers.
"Hey girls." Amelia smiled at her teammates, "I like the nails." She said, pointing at Yves who smiled at the compliment.
"Thanks." She looked rather pleased, keeping her nails on display while they dried.
"Nice shower?" Alyssa asked the actress who nodded happily,
"I just don't feel like me without a morning shower." The girl admitted with a giggle, "Makes me feel like I'm ready to take on the day."
"But what if the challenge is like… really gross, we could have to run through an obstacle course or something ridiculous." Yves mentioned with a frown, "My nails are gonna get so chipped.
"Then I'll just have another shower this evening, it's not like I'm paying for the water." Amelia shrugged which elicited a chuckle from Alyssa,
"I like that, maybe I'll start having three showers a day just for a little fuck you to the show." The tall girl laughed, she closed her notepad and put it away back under her bed where she kept it, trusting the other members of her team to have the decency not to look at it.
"As long as it doesn't get the team penalised." Yves noted, throwing in a laugh to make sure that the others knew that she was joking. "We're gonna pull it back today whatever the challenge is."
"Damn right." Amelia said with a steely look, "Those boys aren't going to know what hit them."
(Confessional)
YVES: After the fall out with Aleena, I'm just really trying to solidify my relationships with the other players - if I can keep them on my side then Aleena won't be able to mobilise people to vote me out. The goal is to just to make sure that we win challenges and avoid elimination all together because it's easier.
AMELIA: As much as I like Yves, even I can realise that she's the biggest threat to my game left in the competition. She's driven, motivated, and both mentally and physically strong. I like everyone on my team but I know that I'm going to have to cut them all eventually, and Yves is first on my list.
(The Cafeteria)
In the cafeteria were Kahlin, Nick and Boris, the three of them were eating what Chef had made from Iris' pancake batter from earlier. Unfortunately you probably wouldn't even be able to tell that it was made with pancake batter because the resulting product was something more akin to a hockey puck. Small black and hard enough to knock your teeth out if you bit it too hard. The boys looked rather disappointed at this excuse for a meal and were instead, also eating from the wonderfully provided healthy eating fruit bowl.
"The food is normally at least edible, but this is a joke." Nick said as he hit the 'pancake?' on the table, causing the table to get a nice chip in it.
"I don't know, once you get past the whole rock hard thing it tastes all right." Kahlin said as he gnawed on the food served to them, the only person out of all the contestants brave enough to even attempt to eat it.
"Honestly I would almost assume that Chris was trying to starve us." Boris scoffed as he threw his breakfast behind him without thinking; it lodged itself in the wall in a manner that was rather unnerving.
"I think that would be a fair assumption." Nick said with a sneer, at his food, not at Boris. He settled for the banana as he peeled it.
"Maybe Chef just got distracted and didn't have enough ingredients to make more - and he has to feed us something." Kahlin said with his usually slightly dreamy voice. "Although that does sound pretty ridiculous." He chuckled to himself.
"As long as the food is shared between both teams so we don't end up at a disadvantage I guess it's whatever." Nick shrugged off as he took a bite of his banana.
"Well we're on a two win streak, I'm certain that with my help we'll be able to make it three." Boris smirked as he also began to eat a banana, although much more delicately than Nick.
"You've actually been pretty useful so far." Nick admitted with a nod, "I won't lie, I really thought you'd be dead weight."
"Well that was your first mistake, saying that a Bennington is dead weight is about as correct as saying that the sun rises in the west." The boy scoffed as he continued to eat a banana.
"Oh… that means that it's very wrong." Kahlin added helpfully with a smile as he gave up on eating his rock, placing it back on his plate, which then shattered under it. "Well that's fun." He sighed as the other boys laughed at him, or rather, at the situation.
"Well keep it up Boris." Nick said with a confident smirk, "We're only just getting this party started.
(Confessional)
KAHLIN: I wonder if Chef enjoys cooking awful food for us or if he's being forced to do it, just like we're forced to compete here. (The boy thinks for a while as we watch him… he doesn't come to a conclusion and simply leaves the confessional)
NICK: I think our team is actually surprisingly strong, of course even if we lose I'm not going home because I keep this team together, and I think that people realise that. So I'm optimistic, or maybe even just confident about my chances going forward in the game.
(The Front Porch)
Chris and Don had gathered the contestants on the front porch as they always did to announce the challenge for this portion of the game. Our twelve contestants were dressed in their outdoor gear as all the challenges so far had been based outside.
"Afternoon campers." Chris said with a smile, "Nice to see you all, we've called you a little bit later for the challenge this time because it is extremely time sensitive." This caused the contestants to stir a little, the excitement starting to bubble.
"Time sensitive indeed." Don agreed, holding on to his stomach. "You see, because Chris and I are really hungry!"
"So the most obvious challenge is this…" Chris said, a smirk now playing on his lips, "Your challenge for today is to cook a three course meal for my wonderful co-host and I. The team with the best meal will win, and the team with the worst meal will have a cute little dinner date with us at the elimination ceremony!"
"You'll have access to the kitchen and we've managed to procure an extensive pantry for you all to use. So make sure it's special. You have three hours" Don said as the contestants immediately began to talk amongst themselves and strategize about their new challenge.
Straight away, Nick had pulled his team into a huddle and was prepared to once again lead them to victory. The blonde boy looked at his teammates with hope in his eyes as he began to speak.
"Please tell me that one of you can cook." He said, pleading with his teammates to answer his call to action. But it was met with silence as the boys looked uncomfortably between each other, no one willing to put that much pressure on themselves… except for one…
"Well, I most definitely can't cook, but I have been privy to some of the most delicious food served up for human consumption. So I know what's good and what isn't." Boris' words were calm and confident, putting forward his case with the ease that only an established business man could.
The rest of the boys looked amongst themselves, unable to come up with any better plans themselves. It became apparent that Boris would indeed be leading their charge for this particular challenge, for better or for worse.
Over with the girls, they had formed a similar huddle with the same purpose. Luckily for them though, one member stepped forward immediately to lead and seemed rather confident in her cooking abilities.
"I can do it." Iris said assertively with a determined look in her eyes, "I cook all the time so I know how to whip a lot of stuff up."
"Can confirm, I've seen her do it." Amelia backed her teammate up with a nod, "Girl sits there and does half of Chef's job for him." The rest of the girls proceeded to look rather unsure as they knew what Chef had been making so it didn't exactly sound like Iris was all that good at cooking.
"Oh, I don't do any of the actual cooking for Chef, sometimes I just do the prep work so it's easier for him. Although he still manages to mess it up I guess…" The girls looked calmer knowing that at least Iris wasn't responsible for whatever it was that came out of the kitchen.
"Well, I say we roll with it and don't waste any more time." Yves said with a smile, hopeful that her team would pull off the win this week.
(Confessional)
YVES: I'm nervous for this challenge, I can't shake the feeling that if we lose again, I won't be saved by a non-elimination and it will be me that goes home. And I can't afford to lose this game, there's too much at stake for me to lose.
BORIS: It shall come as no surprise to you viewers that I am incredibly skilled in the art of food tasting. Someone raised with my background has been exposed only to the best of the best so I know what I'm talking about. The other team won't know what hit them when our food turns up.
IRIS: I'm a bit nervous about leading the team, but I know that if I don't, we might not get the best results, and I owe it to all of my friends to fight my hardest so we can all stay in the game, that's why I'm going to make sure that we come out on top!
ASHE: I know my way around a kitchen but I'm in no way a chef - I just hope that Boris can put his money where his mouth is and pull off a victory for us, because I'm not really rushing to go back to elimination any time soon.
(The Kitchen)
Both teams were now in the kitchen and looked thoroughly confused as it clearly was not meant for twelve people to cook in this rather small kitchen, even having six people working would be a squeeze.
"Well this is just looking for someone to sabotage." Luciana scoffed with a roll of her eyes which gained chuckles from some of the others. The small kitchen was quickly explained though when Chris poked his head in through the door.
"Boys go through the door on the far side." He said as Damien walked over to a door that had always been locked. With a small push the once perpetually locked door opened with ease, revealing another completely identical kitchen for the boys to use, kitted out exactly the same as the normal kitchen, to keep it all fair. "Now you guys have fun." Chris smiled as his head disappeared again, leaving the boys to wave goodbye to their competitors and go into their own kitchen to begin the challenge in earnest.
"Wow they've really upgraded the pantry." Iris said in shock as she opened the fridge to reveal that it had been stocked with plenty of fresh ingredients for the contestants to use in order to make the best meal. "I think there's a lot that we can do with this, but of course I'm open to ideas from you all." Iris smiled at her teammates as they all began to think about the kind of food they would like to serve to the hosts.
"I'm not really the best at cooking…" Alyssa admitted with a sheepish grin, "I know how to whip up a killer set of nachos though." She said, her grin now turning more pronounced and cheeky.
"That could be a good appetiser to start the meal off…" Iris began to think, tapping her finger on her chin, "If we go for a Mexican theme all around that is… for the main we could make something like quesadillas or enchiladas."
"Oh that sounds so exciting." Luciana said with a dreamy look on her face, "Father only took me to Mexico once but it was such a wonderful experience, everyone is so vibrant and full of life.
"Maybe the judges would like it if we brought life to the food." Aleena offered with a helpful smile, "If we capture Mexico in the food and give it to the judges you know?"
"That's totally what we should be going for." Yves agreed, still trying to keep herself on Aleena's good side,
"We just need to think of a dessert then…" Iris pondered, tapping her finger to her chin in thought before Amelia cleared her throat slightly.
"We could always try and make churros? They're pretty easy from what I know and they're always delicious."
"Oh that's perfect!" Iris exclaimed as she began running around the kitchen, pulling out ingredients that she thought they would need for their meal, laying them out into groups on the counter so that people wouldn't get confused. "Do we want to split into teams or make this all together?" Iris asked nervously, not used to leading people especially in a situation as important as this.
"I think that people should be responsible for certain dishes, but of course we all help each other out where it's needed." Yves added, answering Iris' question with her usual assurance.
"Ah that makes sense." Iris nodded, letting out a happy breath that someone solved the problem for her. "Well then, if Alyssa wants to take the nachos, Amelia can take the dessert and I'll cover the main. The three of you can split up where you want?" She suggested.
"Working with Alyssa." Luciana said quickly, shocking no one as she walked over to her best friend in the game, the two of them high fived and looked pumped to kill it.
"I can work with Amelia." Aleena said as well, walking over to her own friend and alliance member, leaving Yves and Iris to also work together, giving us nice combinations which shouldn't bring about too many fights. Or that's the hope at the very least.
(Confessional)
ALEENA: I've been doing a lot of thinking, and although I don't really like Yves particularly, I can at least see that my tirade against her was slightly petty of me and I should have done better. I still fully intend to vote her out on the occasion that we lose, but because of my pre-existing feelings towards her, not because she didn't vote with me on a vote.
LUCIANA: Iris, bless her heart. She's really trying to be a good leader, and she's not doing a bad job, I just think that some people are more fit for leading right away, and Iris is not one of those people. Luckily she knows what she's capable of, and if there's any challenge that she should be good at, it's this one. So I'm feeling pretty hopeful.
(Boys' Kitchen)
In a very different situation, the boys were looking thoroughly confused as to where to start. Although Boris had stepped up to manage his team's food, he made it perfectly clear that he would not cook and would instead act as an executive taster to every dish to make sure that it was up to his own admittedly high standards.
The boys were also rather stuck on what to actually make, none of them being the most experienced of cooks.
"We could make like…. A salad?" Damien suggested, looking in the fridge and pulling out a head of lettuce and some other vegetables. "That's simple and easy, and if Boris insists on not helping us cook, one person can just make it by themselves."
"Good point Damien." Nick agreed, looking through the cupboards as he pulled out bags of premade pasta. "And everyone likes pasta, we could make something with this?"
"Oooh like a lasagne." Kahlin sighed dreamily, enjoying the thought of the popular Italian dish.
"That gives us a nice little theme going." Ashe said with a smile, "We could do it Italian themed then, we'd probably get points for consistency and cohesiveness."
"I hadn't even thought about that." Nick admitted, his mouth widening out into a grin, "We might just be able to pull this off lads."
"We still need a desert though." Miles said with a frown, looking through the cupboards himself as he spoke, "I don't know a lot about Italian dessert though." He admitted, his frown deepening even further as he continued to look for something.
"I'm sure we have the ingredients for a tiramisu." Boris sighed as he pushed Miles out of the way to scour the cupboards himself, "Here seem eggs, sugar and coffee. Oh and chocolate!" He pulled the ingredients out with shocking efficiency before leaving them on the counter and walking back to his vantage point by the door, away from any of the surfaces. "Well, of you all go, get to work." He smiled as the boys all looked between each other and rolled their eyes at the rich boy. They had all learned by now that forcing Boris to do something he didn't want to do could have disastrous consequences.
"Just know that it's on your head if we lose." Nick threatened the boy, who unlike his stint building the fort, was not so easily swayed this time.
"It's not my fault that you can't cook Nicholas, I will not take the fall for your lack of skill." The rich boy replied with a smug smirk.
"Dude it's not worth it, let's just get on with it." Kahlin pulled Nick closer to him and towards the counters so that the team, sans Boris, could begin working on their meal properly. The de facto leader of the team rolled his eyes once more before allowing himself to be lead away to where he was needed more.
(Confessional)
MILES: I was really worried that we would end up bossing the challenges and I wouldn't have an opportunity to vote someone off for ages, but the way it's going for this challenge? Yeah I'm not looking forward to the judging because we are not chefs in any way shape or form.
DAMIEN: Honestly, I'm just hoping that we make food that's better than Chef's. I'm setting the bar low so that if we do succeed, it's great! But if we do fail like it looks like we're going to do, I can't really say I was disappointed because I expected it all along. It's called being realistic.
(Girls' Kitchen)
Back with the girls and it looked like they were making a good start with each of their courses. Alyssa had admitted that making the nachos wouldn't take too long, and that she would be more than happy to help the others with whatever it was that they needed to do. Luciana had also offered to help but she was currently being seen by Iris, who was tenderly dabbing some cloth onto her finger, causing the heiress to wince in pain.
"Luciana, I know you want to help, but I think it would be best if you just stay away from sharp objects for now." Iris smiled warmly as she continued to press the cloth into her finger. "Sorry for hurting you." She said as she removed the cloth revealing that Luciana had managed to cut her finger, the damage wasn't major but it was enough to require slight medical attention. Iris lovingly wrapped a band-aid around her finger and gave it a little kiss as the heiress shook her head, at herself rather than at Iris.
"No, I'm sorry for not paying attention." Luciana said with another sigh, "Now I feel like I can't do anything."
"You can totally do stuff!" Yves tried to help cheer her teammate up, "It's just that you're going to have to do it when we're not holding knives." The dancer laughed at the end, hoping to get the heiress to join in, which she thankfully did.
"Yeah, it's probably best that I don't touch knives for the rest of my life. I didn't think it would be that difficult."
"What have you never like… used a knife?" Aleena asked with a raised eyebrow, holding her own knife as she cut peppers into thin strips.
"Not really." Luciana admitted with a laugh, "I kind of had people do everything for me growing up, but I want to learn!"
"Then come over here." Aleena said with a smile, gesturing for Luciana to come and stand next to her which she dutifully did, the smile on her face bright and wide.
As Aleena taught Luciana how to properly use a knife without injuring herself, the others were gathered around trying to piece together a recipe to make churros.
"Well we're gonna need a batter." Amelia noted with a sigh, "So I got us some flour, and sugar." She said, holding up nondescript bags containing the common baking items.
"The batter needs to be made warm." Iris began with her usual motherly smile, "So what you do is take the butter, and the sugar and some water." Iris somehow knew the measurements or at least was very good at pretending like she did as she added all of the ingredients to a pan. "Amelia, get this to a boil, and then when kind of comes together, Alyssa can add the flour bit by bit, then turn the heat down and just keep stirring the mixture with the spoon until it goes smooth. Take it off the heat after and we'll do the next bit." Iris instructed the actress who nodded compliantly, knowing full well that cooking was not her wheelhouse.
"Hey you're not too bad at this leadership thing." Alyssa laughed as Iris blushed at the complement, shaking her hand to dismiss it. Alyssa just continued laughing and returned to watching the stove with Amelia, leaving Iris to continue to make sure that everything was going smoothly.
(Confessional)
IRIS: I'm just happy that we're all getting along and it looks like we're going to actually have food to serve to the judges. And all of those cookbooks I've read while bored at home have really helped for once, so that's always nice. (She giggles to herself, placing her hand over her mouth) I just hope we can keep up the momentum we're making here.
AMELIA: I'm pleasantly surprised to see Iris stepping up to the plate this challenge. I had her pinned as a shrinking violet who would just fall to the wayside when the game got tough, but maybe she's stronger than she lets on.
(Boys' Kitchen)
The boys were making solid progress with their dishes - Damien was currently carefully layering their lasagne with their pasta sheets, a beef and tomato mixture as well as a white sauce that Kahlin insisted went into lasagne. Miles was mixing together various bowls to make their tiramisu which would need to be quickly layered and stored in the fridge to make sure that it was actually edible when they presented it for judging.
Boris was once again not doing a lot, he had actually decided to take a nap and was currently sitting on a chair that he had procured from somewhere unknown, his head was leaned back and his mouth was wide open.
"I'm so tempted to mess with him." Miles admitted with a groan, looking longingly at Boris but knew that he needed to focus on the challenge.
"He's not causing any trouble." Nick said with a sigh, "I say we just leave him to sleep so that he's not interfering in what we're doing. We're more likely to win that way."
"Even though he's won us the last two challenges?" Ashe asked with a frown, raising his eyebrow at the logic.
"But he's also made every indication that he wouldn't help us with this one." Damien admitted with a frown of his own as he finished layering his lasagne and prepared to place it in the oven with cheese placed over the top to melt.
"Yeah I guess that's true…" Ashe admitted as he set about cooking chicken to put in their salad that they were serving with a side of garlic bread.
"Either way, we're making good progress." Kahlin said with a smile as he began to wash up some of the things that had been used by the team, both to be helpful and also in case they needed them again at a later time.
"We're gonna pull this off guys." Nick urged the team, pulling Miles and Ashe in by the shoulders for a sort of group hug. Luckily Miles kept his face under control but the eye roll that wanted to escape his face was incredibly insistent.
Boris let out a snore though that quickly broke the boys from their team bonding moment and they quickly set themselves back to work.
(Confessional)
ASHE: I think we might actually be able to pull this one off. Our menu sounds good, like, I would eat it! But in reality it's what Chris and Don like so you can never be totally sure. Just gotta stay optimistic.
KAHLIN: That lasagne is going to go off so hard, I added one of my special ingredients so Chris and Don are going to be absolutely blown away by it! Just you watch.
BORIS: (He is now in the confessional, fast asleep with a sharpie moustache drawn on his face.)
(Girls' Kitchen)
Back in the kitchen, the girls were now rather aware of time ticking down as Alyssa had now begun work on her nachos, artfully setting up a plate of crispy tortilla chips complete with veggies cut rather expertly by Luciana with her newly learned knife skills. The plate actually looked half decent as she plopped various chunks of a salsa and guacamole, both of them homemade over the dish.
"Oh I'm kind of killing this." The girl said with a giggle as she artfully covered the top in a cheese sauce from a pot she had on the stove.
"You're doing great!" Luciana agreed as she put the knife to the side, away from everything so no one ran the danger of hurting themself on it.
"The churros are ready to go in oil too." Amelia smiled as she held a piping bag full of the batter that she had made. She had also managed to find a deep fat fryer to cook her churros which made her rather happy. Aleena had once again gotten her camera out and hoped to get the moment of cooking in all of its greasy glory.
"Then let's get this show on the road." Iris smiled with glee as she pulled her dish out of the oven, revealing enchiladas that her and Yves had put together. Amelia piped her first churro into the oil and watched as it slowly started to form bubbles as it cooked. Aleena captured it all expertly on her camera of course.
Everyone watched anxiously as it slowly turned brown, they were cautious of undercooking them but also didn't want to burn them - it was a very tight line that they were walking. They slowly started to rise to the top of the oil as beautiful golden brown sticks of goodness. Amelia deftly pulled them from the oil once they were cooked and transferred them to pieces of kitchen towel to soak up the excess grease before Aleena would take them and roll them in the cinnamon sugar that they had made.
Now that their enchiladas were out of the oven, Yves was also tending to a pot of caramel sauce that they had put together to dip the churros while Iris worked on presenting their main course.
"And done!" All of the girls called at once as they all finished their dishes together. Immediately they all embraced in a hug, the first moment of true unity shown from either team in a rather heart-warming moment for everyone involved.
"Well done everyone." Iris said with a wide smile, tears welling up in her eyes which she quickly wiped away. "Whatever happens, we should be proud of what we accomplished today." Her words caused the others to all nod, squeezing each other tighter as they mentally celebrated their small victory.
(Confessional)
IRIS: Win or lose, I'm so immensely proud of everyone on our team, we've managed to pull together and make something together as a team which is stronger than anything else.
LUCIANA: And I didn't cut myself again! This whole cheffing thing is actually pretty cool! Maybe I've got something to work on once the show is over?
(Boys' Kitchen)
In a similar situation, the boys were now also quickly working to get everything plated up. Ashe was doing his best to get their chicken salad looking pretty whilst Damien and Kahlin also worked on getting the lasagne to look less like a slab of food on a plate, hoping to get points for design and the attractiveness of the food.
It seemed that this was a common theme for the boys as Miles and Nick were also working to plate the tiramisu that had now set properly in the fridge. The leader of the team had cocoa powder in a sieve and was working to slowly dust it over the tops of the portions that they had laid out for both hosts.
"Keep going guys. Let's finish strong." Nick said with a determined look in his eye, placing cherries around the plate in a hope to add an extra flavour dimension to their dessert.
"We can totally do this." Kahlin echoed as he placed some fresh herbs over the top of their lasagne in a last attempt to refine their dish. It was all he could do though before an air horn sounded through their kitchen and Don's head poked in through the door.
"It's time for judging boys, bring your three courses into the dining room and we'll get the judging started."
The plates were grabbed and paraded out of the kitchen; Miles, the last person to leave delivered a swift kick to Boris' shin which immediately jolted the still sleeping man awake.
"I'm ready to taste!" He exclaimed as Miles rolled his eyes at his own ally.
"Yeah you missed that already, it's time for judging."
"But… you will have all failed without me!" The boy cried as he rubbed his eyes and pulled himself off of his seat.
"Well, I guess you're going home then." Miles said with a shrug as he walked into the dining room to see Chris and Don sat a table which was set out with candles and napkins for the full dining experience. Chef Hatchet was also sat with them, looking his usual level of angry if the scowl etched into his brow was any indication.
"Welcome guys! Can I just say that we are absolutely ravenous." Chris announced with a grin, followed by echoes of agreement by both of his fellow diners. "The three of us are going to eat each of your courses and score them individually out of ten, the team with the highest score wins. It's really that simple."
"So shall we get started?" Don said as both teams brought up their appetisers, Alyssa with her nachos and Ashe with the chicken salad. The judges gave both dishes the once over before starting to dig in.
"It tastes so fresh." Chris noted while eating some of the nachos that Alyssa had made.
"It's pretty much all homemade." She explained, gaining a nod and noise of approval from the host.
"I like the dressing on the salad." Chef noted as he took another bite of the lettuce leaves, "I would say that they're both slightly basic throw together dishes though."
"I would agree." Don said as he wiped his mouth with his napkin. "Thank you guys, bring on the main courses please."
The lasagne and the enchiladas were brought up and the three judges quickly got into eating them.
"Wow these enchiladas are spicy." Don noted, taking a sip of his water while Chris took a bite of the lasagne. His face quickly contorted as he tried to work out what was wrong with it.
"Is there... Mayo in this?" Chris asked incredulously, looking closely at the lasagne which did indeed have a white sauce running through its layers.
"Hell yeah." Kahlin nodded with a big grin on his face.
"Oh this is giving me so many more ideas for your guys' food." Chef admitted as he gagged slightly after eating the lasagne.
"Let's hope that the dessert is slightly better." Chris groaned as the tiramisu and churros were brought up.
"You can't go wrong with fried sugar dough." Chef smiled happily as he dipped his churro in the caramel sauce.
"It's so light and creamy." Chris sighed joyfully as he ate a spoonful of the boys' tiramisu.
"Both of these are so good." Don whimpered as he dipped his churro into his tiramisu to make a creation that seemed to only increase his joy.
(Confessional)
KAHLIN: It's not my fault that the judges don't understand true culinary genius like what I presented today at the challenge.
YVES: So I may have made the enchiladas a bit spicy, but I just made them for my own taste, it's not my fault that you can't handle the heat.
DAMIEN: Considering we had one less teammate for the whole challenge, I'm actually pleasantly surprised at the outcome, although if I had known that Kahlin was trying to put mayo in the food, I would have stopped him so fast, I swear!
ALEENA: I got some really good food shots for my Instagram! They always go super viral so hopefully I'll end up with tons of followers to promote my pictures to!
(The Cafeteria)
All the judges had now finished eating and the contestants took the plates away as the judges scored their meals together. The process was quick as by the time the contestants had returned, Chris was holding an envelope and had stood up from their table, a serious look now present on his face, Don and Chef were sitting in their seats but had equally grave looks on their faces.
"Campers." Chris began, "We've discussed and we've come to a decision, I will tell you all your scores for each course and then the winner, although anyone who can do basic mental math should be able to tell before I've said that." He chuckled slightly, trying to cut the tension but it was futile.
"Okay… tough crowd. For the starter, we've given the Snakes a seven, and the Felines got an eight." The host explained, "Both were good but they were both on the basic side, Felines got an extra point for showing some nice skill by making salsa and guac." Both teams nodded contently, it was still early days and both of them could still pull out a win.
"For the mains, you both kind of dropped the ball there, the Felines' enchiladas were too spicy for the judges to enjoy so we scored you a four. And for the Snakes, I don't know who put the mayo in there but you should be arrested for cruelty, we scored you a two because it really ruined the whole dish." Kahlin looked rather sheepish as his team glared at him, but it was still anyone's game. "That means that the Snakes have nine points, while the Felines are currently sitting at twelve."
"For the desserts, the Snakes managed a score of nine! A very respectable dish that now takes them up to eighteen points out of a possible thirty." Chris said as the tension in the room was palpable, everyone bristled nervously, awaiting the results from Chris. "In order for the Snakes to pull off this win, they need the Felines to score a total of six or less. If they score a six, we will enter a tiebreaker, which will be that whichever team posted the dish with the highest score will win, which in this case is the Snakes with their dessert."
"Hurry up and spit it out Chris!" Alyssa shouted, folding her arms as Chris really drew this out.
"Alright! Alright! Jeez, the Felines got a score of… seven! Meaning that with a score of nineteen to eighteen, the Felines win this week's immunity challenge! The Snakes will be joining me and Don for elimination tonight so look forward to that!"
The cheers of the girls were deafening as they once again got into a huge group hug.
"Aaah!" Iris squealed as Alyssa lifted the girl up and placed her on her shoulders, parading her around the dining room like a queen as the other girls cheered and clapped behind her. Conversely the boys did not look anywhere near as excited. The mood between them was one of disappointment, shame and a slight dashing of anger as they all quickly left the dining room to get their thoughts in order for the elimination.
(The Living Room)
Ashe and Damien were gathered together in the living room, both of them looking pretty upset with their results. They both knew that they had to vote someone out, they just weren't sure who it should be at this point.
"I mean… I could make cases for just about anyone to go." Damien said with a sigh, "What do you think Ashe?"
"Well… I guess the obvious choice would be to vote for Boris, he didn't help at all with the challenge and just slept the whole way through… but then again it was Kahlin who ruined our dish so bad that we lost." The shorter boy was looking rather stressed as he ran his hands through his hair, "But I don't really want to vote out Kahlin because I like him, and Boris literally won us the last two challenges so can we afford to get rid of him if he's performing amazingly half of the time?" The boy was now rambling, letting all of his thoughts spill out into the open as Damien struggled to keep up with the pace at which he was talking.
"Look, bud, take a breath." Damien quickly tried to calm his friend with a soft voice, "All of your points are good and we should consider them all, weigh up the pros and cons and then we can come to a decision can't we?" The words had their desired effect and Ashe took a deep breath, centring himself and looking at Damien.
"You're totally right." The boy agreed with a small laugh, "I just really get in my own head sometimes."
"Don't worry about it. Now… let's discuss." Before the boys could start their discussion though, Boris poked his head into the living room, he smiled at both boys and invited himself into their conversation.
"Hello teammates, I have come here to deliver my proposed action for the vote tonight." He began in his usual haughty tone, "Now I am fully aware that you may be thinking of targeting me due to my rather non-existent challenge performance however I must implore you to see reason. I think we can all agree that in the past two challenges prior to this one, I have played an integral role in our success whilst there are people who have been nothing but a hindrance to us all."
The other two boys looked between each other as Boris continued to talk to them, creating a rather in depth presentation for them both to listen to. The atmosphere in the room was definitely bizarre but not uncomfortable as both Ashe and Damien gave Boris his chance to explain his own position.
"And so that's why I think you should vote for him and save me." He finished with a curt bow before leaving the room almost immediately, turning sharply on his heel as he strutted out.
"Well… that's something to think about." Ashe said with a chuckle.
"Yeah… we can just add it to our discussion." Damien added with a laugh as the two of them restarted their discussion.
(Confessional)
BORIS: As much as I loathe to lower myself to a position where I must essentially beg those lower than me for assistance, even I am aware that I am not in the place where I can simply dictate where the votes go. Father always taught me to cut my losses before they get too great, and if it means I need to ask some lesser beings for their help then so be it.
ASHE: Can we just skip the whole elimination? All this unnecessary stress is killing it.
DAMIEN: (He is cuddling with Geoffrey the pig who seems to know be a permanent fixture in his life) Boris made some good points, but there are also a lot of good points placed against Boris, so in reality I have to think about what will benefit me, and my game in the long run. I just don't know what that is yet.
(The Girls' Bedroom)
To celebrate their win as a team, all six girls were currently in a circle chatting about their lives while they painted each others' nails, inspired by Yves' earlier choice to do the same thing.
"Well, you all know that I come from a wealthy background." Luciana said with a smile, "I'm the eldest of my four siblings, all sisters. So the fate of Father's business and fortune actually rests upon my shoulders. I joined the show so that I could get a taste of adventure before I knew I had to settle down and start work in the family."
"Wow…" Iris said as she slowly painted the heiress' nails with a light coral colour. "That's a lot of responsibility to shoulder at such a young age."
"Maybe so, but we all have our own unique struggles, don't you think?"
"I'm also the oldest sibling so I get that bit." Iris chuckled, moving on to Luciana's other hand, "I normally end up looking after them while mom and dad are at work so I think we're pretty close. Although I gotta admit that this little break from it all is really relaxing, just not having to worry about anything for a while is nice."
"It seems we all have this stuff in common." Yves smiled as she painted Amelia's nails, "I'm actually the oldest sibling too."
"Ah it's nice being the oldest." Luciana admitted with a grin,
"I wouldn't know, I don't have any siblings." Amelia admitted, "I guess sometimes I would have liked someone to talk to but I don't think I would have walked down the path I did if I did have a sibling."
"It's so crazy to think of it like that isn't it?" Alyssa said with a grin, "I mean, we're all here right now, but who knows what choices we could have made differently and none of this would have ever happened. We would have never met, and we wouldn't be sitting in a wood cabin bedroom painting each other's nails." The group laughed as they thought of the absurdity of it all.
"I guess it's alright." Aleena smiled while painting Amelia's nails, she quickly got up though and grabbed her camera, setting it up on a tripod that she had stored against the wall next to her bed. She set her most prized possession on a timer and joined the other girls, she held up her nails and gave a large smile to the camera, urging for the others to do the same. They followed her lead as the camera shutter went off. Aleena quickly got up and investigated the camera with a huge grin on her face.
"It came out perfect." She said, turning the camera around and showing everyone the picture that they had made. The girls all shared a laugh and one of the sweetest moments of the series so far was born.
(Confessional)
ALYSSA: We clearly have the best team going! I mean I don't see those boys having anywhere near as much solidarity as we do so I'm confident in our chances going forward - those losses were just a blip in our inevitable domination of the competition, just you watch.
AMELIA: I know that I can't trust anyone at face value, but dammit do these people make it so hard. I just know that they're all secretly plotting to send me home, because I'm doing the same thing, but they all do such a good job of hiding it behind their niceties. I thought I was meant to be the actress here?
(The Boys' Bedroom)
Nick and Kahlin were sitting in the boys' bedroom together, the two were discussing the ever looming vote in private, hoping to reach some sort of consensus on who they should vote for.
"Boris makes the most sense right?" Nick said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "I mean, the dude literally slept through the entire challenge so it doesn't make any sense to keep him. He's a wildcard, and regardless of how well he does in some challenges, I'd rather have a team of consistently good performers than one who is amazing but only at half of the games." Kahlin was nodding along, listening to what Nick was saying with more intensity in his eyes than usual.
"But don't you think that there are other people who are bigger threats?" Kahlin said with a raised eyebrow, "I mean, Miles is someone I don't trust at all." The boy knew that raising this name was a risky move but thought that if he didn't do it now, it might just be too late.
"Miles?" Nick asked with a look of shock spreading over his face, "The dude is totally harmless, he's just here for a good time."
"Tell that to Adrian." Kahlin said with a roll of his eyes. "Miles was the one who organised his send off."
"I'm not sure I believe that." Nick said, his brow furrowing at Kahlin, "It was probably more like Damien who flipped, I can't get a read on that dude at all."
"I'm not going to sit here and debate with you Nick, but I know what I saw." Kahlin said with an exasperated sigh, "Don't let him catch you off guard."
"I'm not going to." Nick said with a dismissive wave of his hand, "Boris is the better target right now, I just know it." But Kahlin had already gotten up to leave, having ended the conversation prematurely. Nick was left alone in his room, confident in himself but not in Kahlin.
(Confessional)
KAHLIN: I want to like and help Nick, and I will continue to try and keep him safe, but he really is blinded by his own arrogance. He thinks that his charm is incredibly disarming and although it is rather effective, there are always people who will not be so easily placated.
NICK: Kahlin is a good guy but he seems to be rather off in the clouds most of the time - I can't trust the judgement of a guy who never quite seems all there in the noggin. He probably just had a dream about Miles being evil or something. Nothing to worry about.
(Outside)
Miles was spending his time outside, sitting on the porch in his coat as he stared out into the distance, watching the clouds slowly drift across the sky. He was enjoying his alone time when the door opened behind him, he turned to see Boris, also now dressed in his coat, walking to come and sit next to him. The athlete shuffled along slightly, allowing his ally to sit with him.
"I think the plan is working." Boris said with a smirk, "Of course, anything that I put together with my genius would be effective but Ashe and Damien are particularly influenceable."
"That they are." Miles agreed with a nod of his head, his eyes now returning to the clouds in the distance. "I'm confident we'll pull this through."
"Well of course we will." Boris scoffed as he rolled his eyes at his ally, "Like I said, anything that I work on is destined to succeed."
"Ah so that's why we lost this challenge right?" Miles added in his own scathing remark, shooting a small glare at Boris, "It would be much easier if we just rode this team phase out without having to go to every elimination."
"It wouldn't matter if we did because we wouldn't go home." Boris bragged, "I wouldn't vote for you, and you wouldn't vote for me so the work we would need to do to stay safe on such a small team is practically nonexistent." Miles' eyes widened slightly away from Boris as the rich boy showed a shocking amount of game knowledge that he had otherwise shown no interest in.
"Well if you're so confident, maybe we'll just put it to the test." Miles smirked to himself as Boris once again stood up and walked himself back inside.
(Confessional)
MILES: I didn't really peg Boris to actually be someone almost smart, but maybe that guy is more dangerous than he lets on. His brain is a lot sharper than his actions would lead you to believe. Something in me is saying that it might be wiser to cut him sooner, rather than later so he can't be the one to stab me in the back.
(The Elimination Ceremony)
Our six boys were sat in the usual area for the eliminations, Chris and Don were standing on the other side of the fire pit with five snow globes placed on a tray for the five people who of course didn't receive the most votes.
"A closely fought battle, boys." Don said with a little frown on his face, "But no matter how much you lose by, a loss is still a loss so that's why you're here tonight."
"You all know the drill by now, you're all going to vote someone out and whoever has the most votes will not receive a snow globe and will be sent home via the ski of shame!" Chris said with his usual vigour. "Nick you're up to vote first." The host explained as the boy nodded and walked over to the voting booth.
(Voting Confessional)
NICK: It's got to be Boris, I can't stand to keep him around even longer, he has already far overstayed his welcome.
ASHE: I've been thinking long and hard, and I'm just going to go with my heart on this one and vote for who I'm the least closest to, it's the fairest way I can think of doing this, so if you go home for this then I hope that you can forgive me.
BORIS: The plan is working perfectly. I hope you enjoy your journey down the mountain buddy, I won't be seeing you soon.
(Back at the Elimination Ceremony)
"Great! The votes are in guys!" Don said happily as he held one of the snow globes in his hand. "Damien! You're safe tonight." The Broadway star happily caught his snow globe breathing a sigh of relief at still being safe.
"Kahlin and Ashe, you're both good." The two of them both caught their snow globes and shared a high five as they both celebrated being safe. Kahlin pulled Ashe in for a hug afterwards with one of his arms, causing the other boy's cheeks, already red from the cold, to turn even more red with embarrassment.
"Now you three." Chris started, looking at Nick, Miles and Boris. "You all received votes, so you might want to think about whatever it was you did that made someone mad at you." Boris looked unperturbed, he was fully expecting to get at least one vote tonight; if the other two were surprised they didn't show it on their faces either, both of them presenting a stony and confident visage.
"Boris." Chris said, "Tonight you're safe." The rich boy caught his snow globe with a triumphant smirk. Now was when the mask started to slip off, Nick looked rather shocked, as did Miles, this was not the result that either of them had been expecting. Both of them were scanning the faces of their competitors to try and get an idea of how it was all happening but they all seemed totally unreadable, just watching the hosts with bated breath.
"It seems that neither of you expected to be here." Chris said with his usual smirk, "But the person who received the most votes and has been voted out and will take the Ski of Shame is…
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...Nick. Your time on the show is over. If you will follow us." The hosts began to turn away as Nick's mask fully melted away, revealing an extremely shocked face.
"Me?! You guys voted for me?!" He cried, looking between his teammates, "You voted me out over the useless guy?! This is ridiculous!" The boy didn't even want to see any of his now former teammates again as he quickly stormed off, following Chris and Don away from the fire pit as the rest of the boys celebrated their continued survival in the game.
(Confessional)
BORIS: I told you so. (He delivers a rather deadly smirk to the camera as he lets out a small chuckle at his victory.
(The Top of the Mountain)
Chris and Don were standing on the top of the mountain with Nick, now in his safety gear and skis staring down the mountain.
"Well Nick, looks like you weren't leading the team quite like you thought." Don chuckled slightly to himself as Nick made a noise of disgust from behind his helmet.
"Go do one, Just push me down already." The usual charm and calmness was gone and Nick made no noise when Chris delivered a solid shove to his back to send him hurtling down the mountain. A silent bullet sailing through the air.
"Well that's one more down." Chris laughed as he watched Nick disappear down the mountain. "It was definitely an interesting episode! With Nick now taking the plunge, the Snakes are left without a set leader to drive them through the game."
"And with Boris being revealed as the mastermind behind his elimination, is our resident rich boy more ruthless than he lets on?"
"Will the girls manage to maintain this strong sense of camaraderie through the rest of the game? Or are they destined to crumble just like any great nation?"
"We're down to eleven left! Who's going to go home next? Find that out and more next time on Total-!"
"Drama-!"
"Audacious Alpines!"
(A dark hallway)
Hidden in the shadows of a hallway stood a figure, completely indiscernible from their silhouette as they talked into a phone with hushed whispers.
"Is it all in place?" They muttered, their voice so quiet that it was impossible to even tell who it was. "Good, we're going to have to get it into motion soon or we're going to miss our shot. Don't let me down." With that the figure hung up and disappeared further into the depths of the shadows, their presence completely gone.
And there we have it! I think a couple of people mentioned that they thought Nick would be in danger should the boys lose and you were totally right! I originally had Nick going further, but as I was writing I just got this feeling that his role in the story wasn't as big as where I had him planned to reach. In the end it was his own self-confidence that led to his downfall as he failed to see the dangers against him during the game. A huge thank you to Dogtimus for submitting Nick! I hope you continue to enjoy the story moving forwards as well!
Make sure to leave reviews if you've enjoyed it! Let me know all the usual stuff, some favourite characters? Maybe some not so liked characters and where you think the story is heading next. Especially with our little shadowy figure there at the end ;)
Much Love
Illuvian
Contestants (11/14)
Snowy Snakes:
Ashe Ward (MorbidGinger)
Miles Jackson (TheAllTimeGreatest)
Boris Bennington (Alexneushoorn)
Damien Parsons (Mike Oyster)
Kahlin Mora (Nikolai777)
Freezing Felines:
Yves Jiminez-Chiu (Candela Monsoon)
Alyssa Abramov (Supreme Kai of Booty)
Aleena Kreppel (Gucci Mane LaFlare)
Amelia Meadows (FangDriver8)
Iris Mae Ross (HayamiHinata)
Luciana Vidi (GingerFrancophile)
Eliminated:
12th Place - James Nicholas 'Nick' Wheeler Jr. (Dogtimus)
13th Place - Yvette Razz (TheRainbowWhimsicott)
14th Place - Adrian Contiello (IGwilledCheeseI)