SNIFF! AHH! MY FIRST DELAY! Yay! : D
Wait, I'm proud? x.x Haha, but no worries guys. I ran into a bit of real-life stuff. I...got a summer job. Whaa, my freedom…sniff...but don't worry. Now I'm devoting all my free time to this story, hehe. And I have some awesome announcements at the end of this chapter!
Anyways enjoy! With Mission 3 ended, just what is in store for the others?
EPISODE 2 (PART 3)
"Now, now, settle down everyone," McHallyboo announced to everyone before him. "I know we just ate lunch, but I have to tell you the results of the games you guys played this morning!"
"I honestly think it's unnecessary to go over them, because we did quite atrocious," Piantissimo mumbled under his breath.
"As did we," Dry Bones said, raising his hand. "I don't think we did that well." Bowser Jr shot him a look of disagreement along with a head shake.
"What else could have gone wrong?" he wondered to himself.
"You never know." Next to McHallyboo, Wario stood. Everyone was introduced to the man in yellow during lunch, and realized that he indeed was none other than the actual Wario. He was freshened up, more so than he appeared during his stay in Season 2. Trimmed and wearing a rich, yellow-shaded suit that he would have never worn during his play of the game, the players couldn't help but be awed by last game's runner-up.
"As you all know, Wario is in this game now," McHallyboo said, as Wario stepped forwards.
"Yep, I don't want any of you thinking I'm fake and pushing me into water," he chortled, facing the players of Group 3. "So I'm welcomed back." Everyone laughed.
"So, ahem," McHallyboo said, clearing his throat and pointing to the left-side of the players. They had been separated into their respective groups.
"I will introduce the results of the game in the order you finished." He was pointing right at the group of Team 3: Piantissimo, Éclair, and Snifit.
"Team 3! Your job was to push Yoshi into the water…and you indeed quite failed to do so," the host informed them, as Piantissimo gave off an exaggerated look of surprise.
"If it wasn't for Snifit's…change of morals," he muttered, as Snifit perked up.
"It came to my attention, that you, Snifit," the host said, pointing to the player, "had the chance to push Yoshi. But on your will, you decided not to push Yoshi when you had the chance. It was an interesting choice of actions. But was there an explanation to it?" As Snifit looked at the others, everyone turned to him, and he answered.
"It wasn't right," was all Snifit could say.
Zess: What were us to do? Suspect Snifit for such an obvious attempt at sabotage, or not suspect him for it? Frankly though...it was still a fishy act.
"I will, however, award the team with attempts," McHallyboo said, as all players looked surprised. "Piantissimo, because of your act of attempting to push Yoshi, I will give you 1,000 coins." At this announcement, everyone lightly clapped at the win.
"Hmm," Piantissimo considered, nodding his head. "Better than nothing."
Piantissimo: Of course, I wanted to win more money for the group. It's embarrassing to mess up in a physical mission, when you're known to be the most physical and athletic.
"And Éclair, you actually went forth and physically touched Yoshi, trying to push him off," McHallyboo continued, as the princess turned to him with surprise. "For that action, I will award you 2,000 coins for your action." As the princess looked stunned, everyone around her clapped.
"Thank you, team," she said.
"3,000 coins for Team 3," McHallyboo said, continuing on. He faced the first group of players: Dry Bones, Bowser Jr, and Dashell.
"You had the very interesting mission of having to steal an object from a very game that was taking place," McHallyboo told them. "You had to remove the megaphone from the scene, without being caught!"
"I think we succeeded, right?" Dashell wanted to confirm. McHallyboo inhaled.
"Actually…no," McHallyboo let out, exhaling. "A player saw Dry Bones, right when he was about to exit the corner of the scene." At that sentence, all players went into a moment of shouting and disbelief.
"WHAT! That's impossible!" Bowser Jr. shouted. "I made sure no one was looking at Dry Bones!"
"Vivian," was all McHallyboo said. Bowser Jr. shook his head, still in disbelief.
"I was right there, next to Vivian!" Dashel and Dry Bones had equal faces of perplexed confusion, but all McHallyboo did was shake his head.
"I…whut, that's not possible," Dry Bones added, "because I ran as quick as a bullet out of there. I didn't think I actually got caught by anyone's eyes!"
"Actually, you seemed to slow down as soon as you were exiting the scene," Dashell suddenly spoke up, his direction not looking at anyone in particular, to avoid their stares. Dry Bones shot him a confused look.
"What! I didn't!" he said, voice perplexed. "I ran as fast as I could out of there!"
"In my opinion, you sort of slowed down towards the end," Dashell said, shrugging.
Éclair: It is ideal for Dry Bones to slow down to be caught by Vivian, but that is, if he was the Mole.
Dashell: You know, if I really had to blame on sabotage…it's the person who sent us into that arena without a plan. Bowser Jr. was the first one to yell, "This is perfect!" and run into the scene. He caused it to break apart.
"Do we get at least any partial money?" Dry Bones said, almost hopefully to McHallyboo with a smile.
"Yes," the host said, as the whole group seemed to sigh with relief. "I'll give you guys 5,000 coins for retrieving the microphone."
Tiny: I feel like someone in their group could have distracted Vivian. If someone did, we could have won the full money value.
"All right, Team 3!" McHallyboo said, as the three girls turned to his attention. "You had to take a photo of all three players of the auction hunt. Let me start with…Zess."He turned to her.
"You took a wonderful picture, I heard. Besides having some trouble with the camera clicker." Zess laughed out loud, then covered her mouth.
"Well, let's not mention that mishap that's related to my technological lack of knowledge," Zess chuckled, giving the camera to McHallyboo.
"A beautiful picture of Rosalina…excellent work," McHallyboo said, showing the rest of the players on the camera's digital screen.
"Mimi?" asked McHallyboo. Mimi handed her camera next, with a gleaming smile on her face. McHallyboo looked through the camera's data, and found a single photo.
"Mimi…you got the intelligent and sophisticated Goombella," McHallyboo announced, as Mimi had a smiled a huge smile of satisfaction and glee. "More money added! Tiny?"
"Oh, here," Tiny said, taking the camera out of her pocket. "I got Wendy Koopa." McHallyboo took the camera from Tiny, and pressed the panel button on the camera's back, just like he did for every other camera of the trio. But his face looked perplexed, and even the other players who didn't participate in the game could tell something was wrong.
"I…do not see anything," the host said, eyebrows confused. Tiny's faced McHallyboo.
"Huh?" Tiny said, her face confused and going to the host's side immediately. Zess and Mimi faces were equally stunned.
"I mean, perhaps the camera hit something on the way!" Tiny said in a strange voice, grabbing the camera itself and pressing the 'load' button. "Is it possible that it's just broken-"
"The blank image on the camera's screen signifies a VERY strong possibility that someone deliberately deleted the photo," the host said announced. Everyone felt into a hushed whisper.
"Huh? That's impossible." Zess stepped up to Tiny's side.
"What happened to my photo?" Tiny immediately said, to her teammates.
"Girl, let me tell you: I don't believe anyone deleted that photo," she said, her voice strongly firm but reassuring. "Nobody could have deleted that photo. It must be an error!"
"I…don't know anything that could have happened to it," Mimi said, her eyes wide. "Someone must have deleted it! It was one of you!" Zess stepped back, hearing her accusation.
"Now quit that before we all turn to each other in blame!" Zess snapped, as everyone turned to look at her. "I don't want that to happen. This is suspicious, but let's leave it at that." Tiny still looked stunned, and she was looking at the ground.
"I…didn't delete it," she said, shaking her head. "I really didn't."
Dry Bones: Maybe she just deleted it herself, to divert suspicion from herself.
"Tiny, do you remember anything happening or possibly hitting the camera during the duration of the game?" Éclair asked her, touching her hand softly. Tiny thought for a second, then shook her head strongly.
"I…really don't know," Tiny said to them. The crowd was silent for a second.
Zess: If Tiny was going to take the blame, then might as well all of us take the blame as well.
"Huh, well…" Dry Bones said, then grinned. "Partial money?" Mimi shot him a disapproving look.
"Yes, well, because two of the three camera pictures were retrieved, I'm be glad to award you all," McHallyboo said to them. "I will still give you all…7,000 coins." The players, amidst the confusion and the small losses, clapped at their largest win of the game.
"Three thousand…five thousand, seven thousand….wow, right on the halfway mark," Bowser Jr. noticed, quickly calculating. "That's fifteen thousand! Halfway of the total!"
"Ah, well, we still must celebrate a win," Zess said, smiling devishly.
"Is it just me, or are we happy that Mole is sabotaging?" Dashell said with thought. The players all laughed.
"Huh," Wario said, almost silently. "And these guys are celebrating even if they win just half their money? So much for Season 2's enthusiasm."
Team Pot
30,000 COINS
"All right, so hey guys!" Wario spoke up immediately, speaking up and announcing himself to the crowd. "I'd like to introduce the second half of this day, and the beginning of the new mission that's coming up. But before everything happens…I want to introduce…this person." He opened his arms up to behind him, as a figure emerged from the inside of the boathouse behind him on the dock.
"It indeed is a fine pleasure to be back here," the figure spoke. It was a person that most, if not all of them, recognized. Glowing brilliantly in the sun, she was used to the tropical air around her, because she had spent seven episodes while in the midst of its presence. The smiling figure stood before them.
"Luvbi Nimbis, from Season 2," McHallyboo announced, as all the other players couldn't help but not only stare in awe at the player, but clap as well. Luvbi smiled and waved at them.
"It's quite grand to meet you all," Luvbi announced, stepping her way from the far wooden dock and towards them. "It seems I am back here, in this land of dolphins." Bowser Jr's mouth was agape.
Bowser Jr.: Two players from the Season 2? This was crazy! And something amazing as well. I was excited for what was in store actually, because I felt something was up with these two.
"I just saw you!" Dry Bones exclaimed. "In the plaza center!" Luvbi face looked puzzled.
"That…was an electronic figuration of her," Dashel reminded him, almost shaking his head and laughing himself.
"Well, for tonight, four of you will have a private dinner with our lovely past players," announced McHallyboo, as everyone in the group smiled and made sounds of interest and excitement. The host turned to Wario and Luvbi.
"You two: you must choose four players who you desire to dine with," the host informed them. "They will be your guests at dinner tonight, and you will be theirs." Wario and Luvbi turned to the crowd of players.
"Huh, well," Wario said, thinking. "That's a tough choice. What kind of question is that?"
"You all seem like a delight to dine with, and perhaps to get to know," Luvbi began, "but I must choose someone: Éclair. You are of royalty, and so am I. I would like to question you on your life and way of living." Éclair looked surprised but bowed gratefully to the ex-player, and made her way over to them.
"Bowser Jr, get over here," Wario said, mentioning the tiny dragon to make his way to him. "You seem to know a lot about this game. A little TOO much, actually. So I'm interested in knowing how much you know."
"All right!" Bowser Jr roared, almost jumping to the side of the yellow-suited man.
Piantissimo: Humm. You couldn't really tell if you wanted to be picked or not by these players. I feel like talking to them at dinner would either help you or hurt you.
Snifit: Did I want to be accepted by these people? I don't know.
"I have heard of your kind…Pixls?" Luvbi questioned, and everyone turned to Dashell, who seemed surprised as well. "I would like you to dine with us as well." Dashell nodded, almost accepting the invite with appreciation.
"And Dry Bones, I think you might make a fun crowd," Wario said, "cause you're witty." Dry Bones seemed flabbergasted as well, and made his way to the growing group. Wario and Luvbi had their guests.
"You lucky four will have a private dinner with these two lovely players," McHallyboo said, smiling. The remaining five players were then faced by McHallyboo.
"Mimi, Zess, Snifit, Piantissimo, and Tiny," the host continued. "You five will be having your own separate dinner…but it will not be eventless either. You will all be participating in a game later this night…a very costly mission, that is." The group of five all faced each other, a bit excited and anxious for their future game activities in store.
Mimi: We really have to stop losing these missions to little itty-weeny mistakes! Everything just has to go right in our next mission…or I'm not even going to tolerate it.
"Ah, so, must I announce the location of where we will be dining?" Luvbi asked, looking at McHallyboo. McHallyboo nodded.
"We will be dining at sea," Luvbi told them all, as they all faced her with eagerness and anticipation. "At approximately six tonight, we will be boarding a boat. Players…it will be a pleasure sailing with you." Everyone, with no doubt, was excited. Their game, at a larger extent, was going to set sail.
"I have to complain about that last mission…very much," Piantissimo said irately, as he and Bowser Jr. unpacked their bags in one of the boat compartments. It was a large boat, and it was big enough to hold sanctuary and bed space. Rooms that were placed in the main hallway of the boat held sleeping and resting lodgings for all nine of the players present. The players were put into these neat and well-designed rooms, to relax and rest before their meals later that night.
"The ground was extra slippery," Piantissimo sulked, taking off his shoes and showing the soles to Bowser Jr. "Do you not see?" Bowser Jr. couldn't see anything.
Bowser Jr.: Piantissimo was blaming the outside world for his faults instead of himself. You know what's funny? I think the first day I was in this game, I was the one who was sulking. Now my teammate is! Did I pass my sulkiness to him?
"I don't think blaming slippery grounds is going to keep you from admitting your mistakes of not being able to push Yoshi into the water," Bowser Jr. said straightly. "You have to admit your faults. And just know! If you aren't the Mole, then you shouldn't feel guilty! Easy as that!" Piantissimo nodded.
"Well, it makes sense…blaming this world," Piantissimo snickered. "This is the Mole's world, after all. It's probably created to be sabotaged in the first place. Slippery floors, doors that won't open…I bet the money is digitally disappearing right as we speak!" They both laughed at the ridiculous statement, but it was still something that gave them humor in their momentd of loss and misfortune.
"Hey Piantissimo," Bowser Jr. said, turning to his teammate beside him. "I hope you make it far." Piantissimo stopped, taking in his teammates' words. He paused again before speaking.
"You too," said Piantissimo. Bowser Jr. grinned at his teammate.
"Well," Bowser Jr. said, putting on a red bow tie and getting ready, "I'm going to get the Mole before they destroy me. But first." He looked in the mirror, straightening his bow tie for the happy occasion.
"An awesome dinner with the veterans."
"And it was…just gone," Tiny Kong explained, who was sitting on her bed with her face in her hands. "I should have checked the camera beforehand. But I really didn't see anything wrong with it." Éclair stood across from her, changing her shoes into a more elegant pair. But she was listening.
"It is so odd, Tiny," Éclair told her, putting her old tennis shoes into a bag. "Please do not mind me asking, Tiny, but did you delete the photograph yourself…perhaps on purpose to attract suspicion?"
"Only a Mole would do that," Tiny said with exasperation. "I feel like this game is totally against me." As Tiny continued to sit on the bed, Éclair made her way and sat down next to the distraught player.
"Please do not feel that way," Éclair said to her. "We all must fight not only each other in this game, but ourselves." Tiny looked at her, realizing the truth as well in herself.
"Yeah, I have so much like…guilt over this incident…but you're right, Éclair," Tiny said with realization, then looked at the princess. "You're totally right. I'm just attacking myself. I should just let it go." She sighed, as Eclair smiled.
"So Piantissimo has this huge ego problem, but you have this…moral problem?" Dashell asked, while trying to find something fancy to wear for his dinner. In his room, Snifit was behind him.
"Yes," Snifit simply said. He turned away to write in his journal.
Dashell: What kind of character was this guy? He's either going to make it to the end, is the Mole, or just play the remainder of this entire game as his enigmatic self. But…I had to admit. It was kind of cool being beside him.
"I feel like you were the first person you actually talked to and opened up to…it was probably the first night in Yold Town, right?" Dashell decided to say to Snifit. Snifit looked at him, a little surprised, but it was the truth.
"That's cool, cause if you say you opened up to me first, that means it says something about me," Dashell said in a conclusive statement about himself. He slightly smiled.
"So maybe I'm approachable naturally to certain people. And people would like me." Snifit could only nod at his statement. Dashell nodded, then opened the pre-set wardrobe before him.
"Hmm…well, with my limited options, this looks cool." Dashell took out something from the wardrobe in their room that made him look at it with admiration: a suit, one which could only match that of a human form. He laughed out loud.
"Ah, well," he said, almost in a reminiscing voice. "Only in the past could I have worn this. If only time went back." Snifit turned around, and though his interest was grabbed by the Pixl's line, he didn't ask anything.
It was approaching dinner time. As the four fancy diners were led to one side of the boat, the five others were led down another hallway, to the separate side of the ship. Mimi and Zess, discussing their plans for the next unknown mission, walked down one of the hallways of the ship's many corridors. Turning the corner, they stumbled into Dry Bones' path of walking.
"Ow!" Mimi said, accidentally knocking into Dry Bones. Dry Bones jumped back, immediately startled.
"Oh! Hey! Umm! You guys," he said, stuttering from the collision. "Where are you guys even going? I'm going to my individual dinner with Luvbi and Wario."
"We're going to OUR separate dinner," Mimi explained, distinguishing their meal from his future one. "Where are YOU going?" Zess hushed her, and then turned to Dry Bones.
"Honey, you're going the wrong way," the elderly toad said with a chortle, pointing the other direction out to Dry Bones. "While we're going to our own boat eat-a-thon, you're going to have a grand meal with the great ones."
Dry Bones: These two girls. At the moment, I wanted to ask about Tiny's camera in the previous game. They were present there, after all, and maybe one of them knew something.
"So, it was really strange that Tiny's picture got deleted," he began to speak, giving them a nervous smile. Mimi and Zess seemed to nod.
"It was really out of the ordinary, yes," Mimi said in a puzzled-sounding voice.
"Okay," Dry Bones said, and cleared his breath. "So…did any of you know that deleting a picture from a camera is really simple? Which one of you is prone or more tempted to do that?" Mimi looked stunned.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Mimi snapped, her voice sounding offended. "You're the one who's been blaming people from Day 1! And you think any of us would sabotage to make Tiny look bad?" Dry Bone gulped.
"Mimi, quiet down just one bit," Zess said, her voice calmer, then turned to Dry Bones. "I guess it's reasonable that you suspect one of us of tampering the camera, Tiny included. But it just can't be. Impossible, I'd say! We were all with each other a complete twenty-four seven, and there was no moment where one of us could have deleted the photo." She huffed.
"Hmm, well," Dry Bones said, scratching his head. "I hate to point fingers, so I guess I'll trust you guys on this one. Maybe McHallyboo rigged the camera previously to be messed up. That was my original theory, anyway."
"Well, that's the truth, so we'll leave it at that," Mimi said, still sounding bothered by his statement.
"Thanks mightily, Dry Bones, and no hard feelings from an old lady," Zess said, winking to him. "And with that, we'll be going to our own dinner table." Zess turned around, as Mimi followed her down the new corridor. Dry Bones watched them leave, more bewildered than ever. But he straightened out his neck tie and went the opposite way.
It was a very eye-catching and elegant room. A dinner table sat in the center of the 5-star dining room service that was equipped with the ship. Glass plates littered the table, soon to be filled by equally-luscious nourishment and fare: the food.
"This is quite fit for a king," Bowser Jr. said, not only drooling at the little appetizers that littered the table, but the whole appearance of their sophisticated dinner location as well. The four players, all dressed to their best, stood before the entrance of the room, looking in. McHallyboo, dressed a suit nicer than the usual attire he wore, approached them. His face looked impressed.
"Well, aren't you all just dazzling!" he exclaimed, having a thing for fancy clothes himself. "It's just like how I told you all to dress too. Welcome to a dinner that shall not be forgotten."
"Too fancy for me, but I'll take it," Dashell told him, who was still buttoning his shirt sleeves.
"Soon to join us will be Wario and Luvbi, from last season's game of The Mole: Saboteur's Island," McHallyboo to them. "They will be eating dinner with you. But…this won't be any regular old dinner." The four players stopped to look at him.
"There will be a mission during this luxurious mission, called Subliminal Dinner," McHallyboo explained to them. "And this is how it will work." The players listened carefully, intrigued but confused at what was to occur.
"Through dinner, and before dinner ends, each of you must complete a certain action," the host explained. "You must commit this action, perhaps as subtly as you can. Because after your dinner with the two previous Mole players are over…they will be asked to predict what your assigned actions were." The players looked at the host, nodding but still unsure of their next involvements.
"What are the actions, exactly?" Bowser Jr. asked him, his voice overly excited.
"By the order you reached this very dining room, you were assigned a task," the host explained, still facing Bowser Jr. "Bowser Jr, your task is this: you must drop your spoon and fork on the floor, at separate times, before the dinner is over." Bowser Jr. laughed at his task, then nodded.
"All right, well," Bowser Jr took in, looking at the silverware on the table, "I guess I should do that AFTER I finish my meal. Don't want a dirty eating fork or anything." His face held interest in the upcoming mission. McHallyboo turned to Dashell.
"Dashell, your task is to cough twenty times within the dinner time," the host told him, as Dashell's face immediately turned into a thinking one. "You don't have to do them all at once. You can do any interval you want." Thinking hard about his mission and to the host's words, Dashell nodded. McHallyboo turned to Éclair.
"Éclair, your task will be a verbal one," McHallyboo informed, as Éclair listened. "You must get Wario and Luvbi, each, to state either one of the two titles of the previous seasons. So, for example." He faced Éclair, who was still confused.
"You have to make Wario say, "The Mole: Traitor Aboard", and Luvbi to say, "The Mole: Saboteur's Island". Or vice versa." Éclair nodded, fully understanding. Finally, the host turned to Dry Bones.
"Dry Bones, your mission will be an interesting one," the host said. "You must sing. A 15-second song. In the presence of the others." His face horrified, Bowser Jr. started immediately bursting into laughter.
"Oh man, you got the worst one," the son of Bowser couldn't help say with growing laughter, between laughs. Dry Bones buried his head.
"This really isn't fair," Dry Bones muttered.
"All right, so," McHallyboo concluded. "After dinner is over, I will explain the mission to both Wario and Luvbi. And they each will have a guess at what your action was. If they get your action correct, along the general words, you lose. However, if you stump them both, and neither of them can guess your assigned task, you earn a point." McHallyboo faced them.
"If you are able to get just two points, you will succeed this game," McHallyboo said, and everyone's eyes looked ready. "25,000 coins will go into the pot for this game's success." The four players turned to each other, and then they heard footsteps from behind them, in the corridor leading to the magnificent room of dining.
"They are arriving," the host said, then stepped away into a side door. "Do well, players." He closed the door.
It was an average eating room, but nothing short from visual attractiveness. With wooden walls and flooring, the five other players of Agent's Elevation were seated to a dinner before them, as windows in the background let them see the sunset that was disappearing into the distance.
"It is so, so pretty," Mimi couldn't help but say, the sunset hitting her plate and reflecting off, setting an atmospheric tone of ocean air and sea.
"I'm ready to critique this food," Zess said in joking tone, as they all immediately began to eat. It was a long day, but most of them were eating to take their minds off from the game they were to partake in that night.
"The food...is good," Mimi said, not being picky.
"So, any idea what game we're going to play, guys?" Tiny brought up, looking at the others. Everyone else shook their heads.
"If it's a physical mission, then we probably shouldn't eat so much," Piantissimo said, wiping his mouth with his napkin. "Unless you want a spasm of cramps to sabotage your stomach during the mission." Mimi made an unwanting face.
"Maybe the game is happening now," Snifit spoke up, as everyone looked at him.
Tiny: Whenever Snifit spoke, I felt like it was just crucial to listen to. Everything he said was just smart. But mysterious. He rarely even spoke in the first place, which is the problem: how did we know what this guy was hiding? And is he really just a genuine player?
"I think we should just ALL sit back and relax," Zess said, raising a stick of fish into the air. "Because we always spend this game worrying, and fussing, and worrying and fussing." She thought.
"Flurrie herself fussed so much into this game, and look where she ended up!" Everyone paused and turned to her, as Zess covered her mouth in realization at her line.
"Oh, I don't not mean it in that way," Zess said, her face sorry. Mimi pouted, remembering their executed player.
"No, I understand what you're saying," Tiny said suddenly, nodding. "We shouldn't let this game overwhelm us. It already had overwhelmed a lot of us." She smiled sadly.
"I'm almost…glad Flurrie isn't here at this point," she continued. "I'd feel bad if she was still here. This game is just getting crazier. Now that she's not here...she doesn't have to deal and suffer with all this deception everywhere."
"Really?" Piantissimo asked, sounding doubtful.
"Yeah, she's too nice to be a game like this!" Mimi said, butting in with an enthusiastic voice. "The game doesn't deserve her to be here!" Piantissimo faced the three females, and shrugged.
"Whatever," he said, getting up from his seat. "When one of you gets executed, I hope you'll be saying the same thing." The rest of the players watched him move his way to the restroom.
The dinner was set in mood. On one side of the long, white-draped elegant table, the four players sat, watching each of their every own moves. On the other side, their judges sat nonchalantly and sophisticatedly: Luvbi and Wario.
"Ah, is this not a fine dine, Wario, compared to the ones we were subjected to in our game on daily basis?" Luvbi said, grabbing her wine glass in a special manner sip from it formally.
"Yeah, you guys are lucky," Wario said with a laugh, slamming his palm onto the table and not so sophisticated as the person beside him. "You get a 5-star dinner!"
"Yes," Dry Bones said timidly, his body rigid. The players beside him could see that he was overtaken by the goal of the mission. Bowser Jr. sighed with frustration, and then looked at the fork besides his plate. Slowly, and decisively, he picked it up.
"So what did you guys do in the final three?" Bowser Jr. said, his voice excited and waving his fork in the air excitedly as well. "I heard lots of things went down!" He gave the metal object in his hand a twirl, and Dashell saw what he was doing.
"I…do not know," Luvbi said, then turned to Wario. Wario thought for a second, stuffing a piece of bread into his mouth and chewing on it thoughtfully.
"Well, you see, me, Vivian, and Yoshi all had to go into the final episode with mixed feelings," Wario explained to him. "Vivian was unsure of the true Mole, and Yoshi of course knew who the Mole was, but I myself was just scared that Vivian would beat me in the final episode. And guess what? She did!" He laughed, then stopped himself by drinking water.
"Oh, what was the name of your second season, may I ask?" Éclair said suddenly, her voice showing interest. "I remember it was….the Mole…."
"The name of our season?" Wario asked, looking at her. "Oh, you're talking about the official televised name, right? It was The Mole: Saboteur's Island." Éclair nodded gratefully. She turned to Dashell, who shot her an urgent look to continue. It was her chance to continue.
"And the first one…" Éclair continued, looking at Luvbi. "I do not remember the name of its game either. It was...The Mole…."
"Traitor Aboard," Luvbi told her, almost as if she was showing off her knowledge. Dry Bones let out a small shout of excitement, as Luvbi and Wario turned to him in confusion. Knowing they were looking at him, Dry Bones shook his head.
"I'm okay, I'm okay!" Dry Bones called out.
"Ay". Bowser Jr. couldn't help but facepalm silently, the fork still in his hand.
Bowser Jr: This guy was going to blow it for us...if it wouldn't be me dropping my fork, first.
Their plates were almost done, and the atmosphere was not as bright as it was before. Not only was the sun already setting in the distance and making the room darker than it was earlier at the start of their dinner, but everyone knew and felt that something was coming up, as they all patiently waited at their table.
"Ah, there you guys are," McHallyboo said, as all attention turned immediately to him. "You are all about to play your next game."
Zess: A very costly game, according to McHallyboo's words….just what could it be?
"This game will be called Exemption or Bust," the host told them, and he smiled. "It's a Mole classic, you see. You must choose just one of you earn an exemption for this episode." Everyone faced each other, the sound of chair legs screeching the floor with an excited shift of movement. The words echoed in their ears like gold.
"Just...one of us?" Piantissimo repeated.
"And you must unanimously agree who receives that exemption…before the sun sets," said the host, looking out at the window in front of him at the disappearing gleam of yellow sun.
"That's not fair!" Mimi stated, her voice beginning to whine. "What if I want the exemption over everyone else? Then how are we supposed to agree on this at all!"
"That's the point of the game," Tiny said softly.
"I will award you all not only ten thousand coins for this game if it is successful, but ten thousand coins of your already-lost money will be added BACK into the pot as well," the host explained to them, as they all became alert at this mention. "So, you know all that money you lost from Episode 1? Some of it can be earned back." He turned to the setting sun behind them.
"If you don't, then the pot earns nothing, and all opportunity is lost," the host continued. "So, please elect someone soon. The sun will set in perhaps twenty minutes. So you will have exactly that time amount to decide on the exemption receiver. Good luck."
"But we must choose unanimously, right?" Tiny Kong confirmed with the host. "We must all agree on one person?" The host nodded.
"Why, that's easy!" Zess said, sounding more enthusiastic than the others. Snifit slowly shook his head, which McHallyboo noticed.
"Things are easier said than done," the host smiled with a quick wink, and he left the room. When he did, he left the five contemplating, soon-to-be fighting players to their own mercy.
Ah, Exemption or Bust is quite Mole classic material! It was originally going to be in Saboteur's Island, but now, it is here. Just how will these players of Season 3 play it out?! Will they succeed, or succumb to their greed?
I apologize! For this chapter, I am not going to reply to your reviews, due to heavy lack of time.. BUT I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS! Because I have spent a great deal of time preparing something for you all.
Because….dun dun dun dun! –plays Mole trumpet-
The official site for The Mole: Agent's Elevation is on my profile! Please give it a visit : ) it is still in working stage, however. It still needs a bit of small cleaning up and there are no player descriptions. All will be fulfilled in next update! Or rather, over the course of the next few days. So check back in like two or three days. Profile descriptions will be added then.
Next time, into the final parts of Episode 2! Stay tuned all!