On the last day of Orion and Krystal's reward spa trip

The couple had just returned to their room, "Did he spot us?" Orion asked. He and his girlfriend panted, having just came back from a very hot make out session in one of the hot tubs.

"I don't think so." Krystal said as she went into the bedroom, Orion followed suit.

"Can't believe you're dad never noticed us this whole trip." Orion commented as the two laid on the bed.

"I know, if he see's us together he'll totally flip." she freaked.

"Has he never watched the show?"

"My parents only ever watch the stock market channel." Krystal replied, "Did you know Starshine's Industries went up 40% in profits after the McLean/Starshine rivalry?"

"You know I don't." Orion said, "So, how are we gonna spend the last night before we have to go back to camp?" noting its only 10pm right now.

"I don't know." Krystal said, "I'm kind of tired from hiding all day, lets just get some sleep." she then got under the blankets.

"Okay, night Honey." Orion said as he tucked himself in.

"Night." Krystal replied, but before she can go to sleep. "Orion, I... I really enjoyed our trip."

Orion smiled, "Me too."

"Good night kiss?" she offered.

"That would be nice." Orion said.

The two gave each other a light peck on the lips before facing away from each other to try and get some sleep. The boy however was having some issues with the task, trying to ignore the the urge that has been bugging him the entire trip. More so when around midnight and he felt a pair of arms wrap around him, he swore he felt something soft pressing up against his back. The two having shed their robes when getting under the covers

His eyes wide, his palms and forehead sweating, his body shaking. He was scared, his need for her having been resurfaced on their trip. But what if it falls apart again like before, 'Just calm down Orion, calm down.' he thought to himself. 'You're all alone. The others are miles away, you can do this.'

'I know we agreed to wait till we're ready, but I just want him so much.' Krystal thought, 'Ever since our first attempt its always been one thing after another, but now there's nothing to stop us.'

'Just turn and look her in the eye.' he thought as he turned around.

'Just look up, and look in the eyes of your... daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!' her thoughts quickly turned to fearful when she gasped with a terrified look.

Orion confused at her expression looked behind her and "GAH!" he jumped when he saw the last person he hoped to ever see.

Krystal's father, Konstantine Southeast, stood 6ft 7in. With flowing brown hair that reached his neck, he wore a tuxedo styled shirt that covered his very muscled chest, black pants, and black loafers. He looked down at the two kids in bed with a very evil grin.

Orion glared at him as he kept Krystal behind him, "What are you doing here? I always knew you were a sick man, but getting off on seeing your daughter in bed with a boy? That's new."

Konstantine chuckled in a deep tone, "You're pretty funny boy. The two of you in the same bed, she comes onto you and your first instinct is to tremble in fear. If this is how you middle class swine seal the deal then I'll never be a grandad." this confused his daughter and her boyfriend. "I had a feeling when my daughter signed up for this show after hearing that you did, something was gonna come up. And low and behold it did."

"Um... dad I-"

"Save it Krystal, I've seen enough to know that no matter what I say you'll just do whatever you want in regards to the boy." he interrupted her, "Orion was it?" the boy nodded. "Listen here, while you two are busy playing footsie there are more than a few knuckle headed imbeciles who look to stick their noses in your business. They don't know a single thing about what you're looking for, take the advice of someone who's been where you're at. You're better off forgetting all that they told you."

Orion raised an eyebrow, "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying you just gotta do it."

Orion and Krystal gasped.

"Just do it. At the start and end of every day, before and after every meal, any chance you get. Until you ache, until can't walk straight, until you get sick of it. And then do it some more." the words coming from the tycoon drilling into the male twin's head.

"This is nuts." he muttered. "I'm not even sure if I'm ready for-"

"Ready?" he looked back up to his girlfriend's father. "If people waited till they were 100% ready to do something, they'd never do anything. You think I was fully ready when I became the number 1 hot sauce mogul in the world? There are times when you're put in a situation that you're not ready for, but you just gotta do it even if you're horrified beyond comprehension. You miss all the chances you never take."

Orion contemplated what the old man was telling him.

"Krystal, I want you to blossom into the woman you are destined to be." she gulped at his demand. "Even though you've had many drawbacks, you will make a fine tycoon when I step down. In the meantime, take as much as your boyfriend till you can't take anymore. Be insatiable. And most importantly, never let him give you more than you can handle."

The two watched as he went over to the door of their room, watching him with both shock and confusion of what just happened.

"Even if we never saw eye to eye Palmers, consider this my blessings." Konstatine finished off as he left the two alone, but not before giving one last warning "But the second you make even the slightest mess up, one small mistake. I'll make sure no one... no... body, remembers who you are." and he was out. Leaving the two stunned.

"Did he... encourage us?" Orion questioned.

"I think he did." Krystal gulped.

Orion faced her again, "Krystal... I want to do it with you."

"You sure?" she asked as her face went deep red. "I mean I want it to but... I don't know... I'm just scared."

"Me too, but... we can get through this... together."

"You're right, we can take this journey together."

After a few more seconds the two locked lips, not a peck, not a light kiss. But full on make out, they took their business well into the night.

But unbeknownst to them, watching their activity from outside was a certain sinner, "Yes, enjoy the love you two share." She snickered.

During the day of the Talent show

Paige walked into the living room of the playa, she then saw a fight going down. "What's going on?" she asked.

"Brian and Deena are having a little tussle." Griff explained.

"WHY DID YOU EAT MY SANDWICH!" Deena yelled as she had the party dude in a Boston Crab, with her knee pressing into the back of Brian's neck.

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FOR THE LAST TIME, I DIDN'T DO IT!" Brian screamed in pain.

"ADMIT IT!" Deena pulled back on his legs.

"Alright break it up!" Paige came over and pulled the juvie bird off the party man. Post and Griff coming over to help him up. "Now, explain to me what happened. Calmly." Paige stated.

Deena sighed, "I was making myself a sandwich, before I was about to eat it I went to the bathroom for 1 minute. But when I came back the sandwich was gone, I noticed a trail of water that went from the pool area."

Paige then turned Brian, "Alright, now Brian your testimony."

"Okay dude, I was only in the kitchen to get a drink from the fridge. And I swear when I left, the sandwich was still there. As for the trail of water, I forgot to dry off before entering the kitchen. I came back in to throw it away, but then Deena came in and started to attack me." Brian testified.

"Was anyone with you?" Paige asked.

"Nope, I was all alone Lawyer Girl." he replied.

"What drink did you get?"

"A can of Dr. Pepsi, I just felt like it."

"Well it can't be us. The rest of us guys were watching a football game when we heard Deena's scream." Post said.

Paige then asked, "And you were all there the whole time?"

"Well during half time Johnny went to get more snacks, since he drew the shortest draw." Griff said.

"This one here." Johnny showed a teeny tiny straw, probably 1 inch.

"That's his actual size." Griff joked, causing nearly everyone to laugh at the first out's expense. "Anyway, I think he returned before we heard the scream anyway."

Paige then gained an idea, "So, Johnny. If you could tell us what happened while you went to get snacks?"

"Ok, but I'm not sure how that's gonna help."

Johnny's testimony

"It was about halftime, and I got up to get snacks. I went to the pantry to get some chips, then I left."

"Anything else?" Paige asked.

"That's it, I had nothing to do with this crime. Come on guys lets just get back to the game. My hip is killing me." Johnny told the rapper and scientist as he went back to the game room.

Paige noticed that he was clutching his hip, also his lower back and rear had some wet spots.

HOLD IT!!!

"Johnny, what seems to be the problem with your hip?"

Johnny blinked as he looked back to the group, "Uh, nothing."

"You didn't by any chance happen to slip on the water trail Brian left, did you?" Paige asked.

"What does that prove?" He questioned.

"Well, the trail leads to the fridge and back. The pantry is on the complete opposite side." Paige explained.

"So?" Johnny retorted. "Still doesn't prove anything, Brian clearly ate Deena's turkey and Swiss cheese sandwich with spicy mustard on brioche!"

Deena glared daggers at him, "How did you know what I used to make the sandwich?"

Everyone looked to Johnny, who realized that he messed up big time. "Um, lucky guess?" Deena stared him down.

"You ate it didn't you?" Johnny sighed in defeat. Just then Johnny was tossed off the balcony and into the ocean floor below.

He popped his head out of the water, "Yeah I deserve that."

Deena wiped her hands, she then looked to Brian "Hey, sorry I accused you."

"Eh no big." Brian shrugged, "I've taken worse hits before."

While the Cast was away on at Busch Gardens

Greg was in his office, going over what he's got planned for future seasons. "Okay, so after the caves what do we do next? Motel? Beach? Castle? Well until I figure that out, let's check in on how the stuff for next season is coming."

He then pulled out a phone and dialed a number, "Yes this is Greg Sampson from Total Drama, just wanted to ask how things are coming along for our entirely underground cave season... slow progress huh?... Well I'm sure it's nothing you can't handle, I'm paying you a lot of money for this project... alright talk to you later."

After he hung up, "Man, running a reality show is a lot tougher than I thought."

Just then he got a ping in his laptop, "Oh, an application for Buried. Already?" He checked the email, the applicant looked interesting to say the least. A well educated scholar looking to study the caves he picked out, "Hmmmmmmm, this one's a maybe."