"That was some wild party last time, eh? I'm still reeling over how some of those dreamers got on the blog!" C.K.'s cloaked figure was standing up from his chair this time around, but his visage was still obscured so that his face couldn't be made out at all. "Y'all prolly wanna talk 'bout that for a bit? Hanging out with your main man, C.K., talking 'bout the last episode…I'm liking this routine of ours! L-l-layust time on Total Drama: Neon City– Jhin kicked off the episode with an episode of her own! Seriously, talking to nobody, drinking mattress fluff, it's a bit weird that ain't no one noticed that happening before! Amanda got to see some Cherry behind, I know Henry wishes he was in her place, haha! Morgan also stole the show with her C.K. swing musical number, where she mighta just up and traumatized Garfield! Then we got into our big challenge: trying to get onto the Neon Blog by attracting the bloggers attention! Some contestants had interesting ideas on how to get it done, with Giselle flashing the city, Marshmallow doing a mukbang in front of the bloggers, and Suzie assaulting Allan right in front of Gerald! Then, we had issues on some ends, looking right at Edward and Heath! No matter what they tried, they couldn't seem to manage to figure out what to do for their bit, that was until 3V came to the rescue…of Ed! That's right, her drunk blunder helped Team A-Side win for a change, also landed her butt in the hot seat during the elimination ceremony! Luckily, it seemed that Heath not getting on the blog at all got more people upset with him, and he was booted…but lil' homie lost his puppet pal in the tube'o'losers. Wonder what he'll be doin' to get him back? But let's cut our chit chat and save more for next time, it's partyin' time!"
The neon moon started scratching itself like a record, eventually spinning wildly out of control while the sound meter around it went wild. A beam of neon light shot down into the ground below, bringing the view past a rooftop that had Chris and Chef standing atop it, as well as the cloaked figure of C.K.. The trio were laughing to themselves as the beam passed them by, and they soon disappeared from sight.
"B-b-break it down, dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine," a car burst from where the beam of light had landed, revealing Atlas driving while Bec was in the passenger seat with him. The duo grinned the same grin at the camera as they passed it by, with another car following behind in their wake.
"The highlife's been on my mind," the second car was veering off the road wildly, being that of Jhin, who was too busy eating a tree branch that she had found to be focused on the road she was driving on. She ended up crashing through the wall of a building, revealing a nightclub full of people.
"You asked me where I wanted to be, and now I'm right here, can't you see?" Leo stood near the now open hole in the wall, his jaw practically dropped to the floor, but he was soon shoved aside to safety as Jhin drove right back through it. He looked to see that Gwendolyn had saved him, and looked about ready to tear him a new one.
"I wanna be famous!" Over at the bar, Cherry was downing a shot of liquor and proudly heading off to the dance floor while Amanda just stared at her own shot glass, turning her nose up at the very scent of it.
"I wanna live away from the sun," the camera panned up from the nightclub to the next floor, which was much more of a lounge that had a couple contestants sitting on couches. Eli had himself posted on one of them, sitting back and covering his ears while Suzie started explaining the entire lore of Among Us to him.
"So pack your bags, 'cause the party's begun!" On one of the other couches, 3V was downing an entire flask of some sort of liquor while Elward watched her in some sort of dumbfounded trance, eventually pulling out his own futuristic looking flask but accidentally pouring his drink all over his one working eye.
"Daylife's no way to live with nothing to gain, it ain't no claim to fame," far back in the corner of the room, Henry and Heath were hiding themselves from everybody else, but Heath's hand slowly raised up with Jean-Paul rattling his wooden jaw, startling the two of them so much so that they got up and ran right into each other, falling to the ground with a joint thud.
"I wanna be famous!" Giselle popped out of a closet from the same corner of the room, wearing a playboy bunny suit and putting on a flashy display, but when she saw that the two boys were unconscious, she fell to her knees and started screaming at the sky.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!" The next floor up from the lounge seemed to look like a sort of laser tag arena, where Gerald was frantically running away from Morgan, who was firing her laser gun at him. Her shots entirely missed, but one must've struck Allan, as Gerald stopped running and started to cry, holding the invisible friend's body in his arms.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" Marshmallow ecstatically ran right through where the two of them were, flailing her arms and screaming in delight while a confused Edward followed after her, shrugging his shoulders when he looked at the camera.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" At the upper ground of the laser tag arena, Bailey and Eliza were firing at each other, but the lasers stopped coming at Bailey after some time, and she looked up to notice that Eliza had completely passed out on the floor. The cold girl looked at the camera helplessly before tossing her laser gun up into the air. As it came sinking back down, it fell into the neon fire on top of the tallest skyscraper, directly in between Garfield and Zayden, who were having a stand-off while the other contestants sat around them and whistled. Chris, Chef, and C.K. stood over at a podium near the hyperspace tube and snapped in unison for a neon sign to flash on the screen with the words "Total Drama: Neon City."
"You're a fucking spectacle and a half, you know that?" Gwendolyn annoyedly looked over a chart on a clipboard before glancing up from it to see Marshmallow sitting on her cot and kicking her feet back and forth happily. "You haven't consumed anything other than sweets since you were five years old, and that one time that you did eat something that any normal human would eat, you got violently sick and needed your stomach pumped. It's miraculous that your teeth haven't just rotted straight out of your mouth at this point."
"Yeah, I'm a miracle child, that's what the doctors back home said! I always took that as, 'Your blood is made of Miracle Whip!' I'd take a bite of myself if I wasn't so worried that it would hurt!" Marshmallow giggled innocently as Gwendolyn clicked a pen and scribbled something down on her chart. The sweets lover cocked her head to the side, interested to see what it was that she was doing. "Whatcha writing on there? It's something good, right?"
"I'm writing that you have some currently undiscovered stomach disorder. Consuming all the sugar that you do isn't having any adverse effects on your body whatsoever, it's nothing short of a medical mystery. Now, shoo, I've got another patient due any moment now." Gwendolyn waved Marshmallow off, and the latter happily bounced off of the cot and strutted out of the room, only to be nearly immediately replaced with Jhin. Oddly, though, the crazy girl burst in through the wall, not the door. She hopped up onto the cot and grinned at Gwendolyn, who was slowly blinking at her out of confusion and annoyance.
"Alrighty, doc! Go ahead and give me twenty-six pounds of tylenol or I'm eating that whole crate of used syringes!" Jhin proudly pointed at the sharps container that was attached to the wall near Gwendolyn's cupboards, but the doctor opened it to reveal it was entirely empty, causing Jhin's grin to vanish and be replaced with an aggravated frown. "That's so lame! You're a doctor, you're supposed to have snacks for your patients! I'm gonna leave you the worst review for this!"
"...Right. Well, I clean that 'crate' every morning. Besides, you shouldn't be eating syringes, used or not. Are you a fucking loon?" Jhin smiled once more, shrugging her shoulders before transitioning on the cut to lay down in a "paint me like one of your French girls" pose. "...That doesn't so much verbally answer my question, but I'll take the unexpected behavior as a yes." Gwendolyn jotted something down on a different chart on her clipboard. "Why do you need all that tylenol, anyways? You could just go to a store and get some."
"Psh, come on, doc! You and I both know that store-brand tylenol doesn't actually do anything! Besides, I got a really high caliber headache! I've had it for, like, eight years! It never went away, not even once!" Jhin knocked her fist against her head, almost immediately hissing from pain. Gwendolyn paused, taken aback by seeing how she reacted to that. She flipped through the chart, looking for something, but only ended up finding vague or missing notes on all of Jhin's previous medical records.
"...Have you brought this up to any other doctor before myself? That's pretty fucking concerning, you know?" Jhin just shook her head at Gwendolyn, who glared at her. "Jhin, that's just moronic. Why would you not tell a medical professional about this?"
"Because! Why would I tell some crotchety old man doctor about it when I could save the big news for a sexy MILF doctor! You do have children, right?" Jhin stuck her tongue out at Gwendolyn, who just sighed and shook her head while writing down something. "You don't? Well, looks like I'm gonna have to wife you up so we can adopt some!"
"Is that supposed to be a joke or something? It's not very funny." Jhin stuck her lip out to pout while Gwen rolled a chair over to her and sat in front of her. "Here, open your eyes," the patient did as she was told, and her doctor pointed a small flashlight at her eyes. She moved it around a bit, but Jhin's eyes didn't seem to follow, they just remained entirely still. "...Interesting."
"Interesting how we're getting married, I agree! Okay, I call Atlas as my maid of honor, you're gonna have to pick somebody else!" Jhin clapped her hands in delight, though Gwendolyn was still pretty much ignoring everything that she had to say.
"...Jhin, I think perhaps it would behoove you to start coming here first thing every morning. I don't think tylenol is the prescription you'll be needing, but I'll have something for you tomorrow morning, that I can assure you. Just try not to do anything too fucking ridiculous for the day, alright?" Jhin looked confused, at least until she saw the look in Gwendolyn's eyes. It was the very same look that she had during the dancing challenge, that hint of nervousness and fright.
"Eh? Why are you so upset? Oh, this means I must be being a bad wife…I sure hope we don't have to go to couple's counseling! I'll better myself, I promise!" Jhin suddenly leapt from the cot and ran out through the wall again, causing Gwendolyn to sigh as she lost sight of her.
Confessional - Jhin
"I thought tylenol was like the go-to headache medicine! Dunno why Gwendolyn wouldn't just gimme some, but she's the doctor I guess! Heheh!" Jhin seemed to be pretty proud of herself, as evident from her deranged smile. "Maybe she just knows that there ain't nothing wrong with me! I'm just like everybody else, my head just hurts all the time!"
Confessional - Gwendolyn
"Hm…" Gwendolyn sat in the chair in her office, tapping her pen against Jhin's chart. "Consistent headache, low understanding of visual cues…I've heard her carrying on whole conversations before on her own. I have a faint idea of what this might be a sign of, but for now…I'll just pray that I'm wrong."
Confessional - Atlas
"Uh…" Atlas was dressed up in a pale yellow gown, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands while he glanced at the camera. "I-I ain't too sure how this happened, but I'm apparently Jhin's maid of honor, now."
"Haha! Didn't know my fave crazy lady was actually gonna go through with that! She ain't never gonna stop keeping me surprised, I can tell you that much!"
"Urf…I must've gotten really drunk yesterday…I don't think I even remember anything. That's gotta be a new record for me!" 3V laughed for a brief moment, but laughing just seemed to make her head throb in pain, and she let out a whimpering hiss. She was wrapped up in a towel, headed for the showers, something to help her at least try to wake up a bit. Her prosthetics had these raincoat-esque coverings over them, presumably to keep them from rusting from all the water. "Well, a shower before getting my first drink of the night can't be too horrible."
The showers weren't the typical shower that would be in a hotel room, rather a whole room on their own. 3V had noticed that the room had water running already, and there was a good deal of steam pouring out through the doorway, but for some reason, it didn't seem to click with her why that was. Likely that she was just too hungover to even consider it. She dropped her towel off at the little hanger next to the entrance, where another towel was waiting.
"Oh, I hope it doesn't take forever to heat up this time…" 3V gulped nervously as she reached towards one of the showers handles, twisting it and luckily getting warm water pouring out of it pretty quickly. She let out a relieved breath as she felt the water against her skin. Again, the steam was pretty intense, she could hardly see what was happening around her. "Ahhhh…that's nice…" Her fully functional ear twitched a bit, as she thought he had heard footsteps, but looking around, she didn't see anything, until she fully turned around.
"3V? Y-you're coming to the showers when Momma's already in here...oh, you have such a lewd mind!" Of course, it had to be Giselle that was already in there. 3V felt a bit queasy and hid herself in the steam as best as she could, though still, all she could really see was Giselle's face, which was smiling a rather…odd smile. "What's wrong? Y-you're not embarrassed about yesterday, are you?"
"Y-yesterday?" 3V thought long and hard, but only ended up drawing blanks on what happened. She saw the perverted smile on Giselle's face sink into a frown. "I-I remember what happened, I just don't…um…remember it right at this very moment!"
"You said you weren't drunk yesterday…though I guess I should've expected something was off when you were talking the way you were talking." Giselle sighed and turned around from 3V so she didn't have to worry about her looking at her anymore. "It wasn't like it was anything dirty, anyways. You came to my room and you sounded really upset about something, so we talked a bit, and you ended up sleeping in my room with me. We just cuddled a bit. That's all."
"Oh, that's a relief," 3V exhaled deeply, but noticed Giselle's shoulders drooping down a bit after she had said that. "A-ah, sorry! I don't mean that in like a 'you're gross' way, I just…ah…w-what was I so upset about anyways?" 3V smiled as she tried to steer the topic of conversation to literally anything else, having pretty easily noticed just how awkward she was making it.
"...I don't think we should really talk about that right now. You were really upset." Giselle glanced over her shoulder to see that the gears were slowly clicking in 3V's head, as the expression on her face got really solemn. "Seems like you're starting to remember what it was about, then. Well…you're always welcome to come snuggle with Momma whenever you want!" The wannabe MILF turned around to ruffle her teammate's hair a little bit. "And I certainly wouldn't mind if you came by when you're sober. Still not sure how you didn't notice that you were in my bed when you woke up…"
"Look, I was absolutely wasted to the point that I didn't even know I was on the same planet last night. The morning after that can tend to be a little bit rough." 3V's face got all red, her arms wrapping around herself to join the steam in its efforts to keep her body hidden. "C-could you maybe just finish up here? I-I really don't think you wanna see all of…this mess."
"Huh?" Giselle just giggled at 3V, clearly unbothered, "Don't be so silly, I'd consider myself lucky if I got to see that! But maybe we could just go on a date befo-" She hadn't been given even a chance to finish her sentence, as she blinked, and upon reopening her eyes, 3V was nowhere to be seen. "S-she's that opposed to dating me? Oh…well, I'll just ask her again later, then!"
Confessional - Giselle
"And that makes my five-thousand four-hundred twenty-seventh rejection total! Man, I really am just racking up on all the 'no's to my date proposals. Well, it's a good thing I don't know when to give up!" Giselle crossed her arms proudly, her eyes closed as she had a grin spreading all across her cheeks. "3V is absolutely the most drop-dead gorgeous lady I've ever met in my entire life! And yeah, she can be blunt at times…or completely offensive…but I just consider those the spicy parts of her personality! She's just fun to be around! Maybe she just needs more time, yeah?"
Confessional - 3V
"Crap…maybe I shouldn't have just ran away from her, but she was getting into all this lovey dovey stuff and that always just makes me feel…weird." 3V had a sad look on her face before she forced a smile to replace it, "L-like, who would want to take a bite from a turkey that hasn't even finished cooking? Same thing with me! I'm half crispy and half raw! S-so nobody would want that."
"...Man, this is just sad. I want more Jhin. Can we bring crazy back on the air? All the other people be killing my mood."
"Oop! Don't wanna drop anything now!" Leo teetered back and forth as he walked through the hallway to get to his room, carrying a box that looked to be even bigger than himself in his arms. He couldn't really see where he was going, and ended up bumping into somebody, causing him to fall onto his butt and drop the box in front of him. "A-ah! Oh, why do I keep bumping into people all the time? I-I'm sorry!"
"Yeesh, with that look on your face, you'd think you just saw a ghost." Garfield hardly even moved from being bumped into– his body was just far too brickhouse-like for Leo to ever budge it. The politician wannabe cracked his neck before he groaned and reluctantly helped Leo off of the floor, "You know, if you've got problems with carrying heavy objects, you could always just go ask Gwendolyn to give you a hand. She's basically an intern now, right? That's kind of her job."
"O-oh, no…I don't think I would wanna go bug her while she's working. I saw her earlier, too, and…she had a really big line of patients. …Ah, my box!" Leo scrambled to pick the box up off the ground, but seeing him struggling just seemed to annoy Garfield, who ended up picking it up for him. "Oh! Thanks, Garfield!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. What's in this box, anyways? It ain't really heavy or nothing." Garfield found himself curious as he stared down at the box in his hands.
"Oh, I can show you!" Leo weakly smiled as he reached out to open the box, revealing a bunch of shirts just randomly shuffled in there. "Oh…they all got mixed up. Well, I guess that's okay. I-I made everyone shirts...they even have our team logo on them, s-see?" The seamster proudly pulled out one of the larger shirts, it sure did have the Team A-Side logo on it, and this one in particular had Garfield's name on the back of it, with the number zero-seven in big font under that. "They're like jerseys! I thought it would help boost morale a bit, since we're still down a teammate from the other team. And since cyan is our team color, well…that's the color for the shirt…b-but if you don't like that color I could make you a different one."
"Eh? …No, no, this is…fine." Garfield took the shirt from Leo, smirking as he looked it over and folded it up. "Yeah, this is neat. Definitely should do wonders on the team's morale or whatever you said it was you were trying to help." The politician wannabe thrust the box back into Leo's hands, giving him a pat on the back before walking away from him.
"Well, that was nice…oh, wait…I can't see again." Leo gulped nervously before he started to walk with his box in front of his face again, only to bump into a wall five seconds later and dump the shirts all over his head. "Aw…"
Confessional - Garfield
"You all know what I'm thinking already, don't you?" Garfield grinned at the camera, reclining in his driver's seat while he waited for the verbal response that never came. "Oh, right, I'm talking to a camera. Anyways, yeah, gotta find a way to fandangle Leo into that alliance me and Morgan got goin' on. The two of us can butt heads a lot, but since we're a power duo, we sorta need to keep this going. Leo…he cares about everybody, maybe too much. I can use that to my advantage, though. And it may pay to have a third person that Morgan and I can rag on if things go sour instead of gunning for each other. Bada-boom!"
"Ahhh, what a refreshing way to start the day! Jazzercise was such a good idea, Allan! I can't believe you didn't tell me about how much fun it was until now!" Gerald beamed as he and Allan were working out together in a local place, "Grape's Gym." Of course, Allan couldn't be seen at all, but Gerald was dressed up like a mom from the eighties, sweat bands on his head and wrists with a poppin' leotard to match. "Huh? You did tell me about it before? G-guess I wasn't really paying much attention, then…my bad!"
"Gerald, yo!" Gerald suddenly turned to see who had called him, only to find the sweaty duo of Atlas and Bec headed his way. The football player gave the Jazzercising boy a pat on the shoulder, which was already rough as is, and shook him up a bit. "Didn't take you for much of a gym guy! More or less the Jazzercise type guy. Haha, hey, Bec, remember when your mom was really into Jazzercise and she was always wearing those tight leotards around the house when I was over?" Atlas snickered and glanced back over at Gerald, "Bec's got a hot mom."
"I have a really hot mom, yes," Bec beamed, not finding anything odd with him saying that sort of thing at all, though Atlas and Gerald were a bit weirded out by it. "Ah, in any case, Gerald, friend, you should have let us know you wanted to come here! Carpooling with Atlas…it's just much easier than having to take separate vehicles. Haha, especially when you're driving a yacht through the streets!"
"Your car has enough room for four people? I thought it was one of those fancy sports cars that only had enough seats for two!" Gerald chuckled and slung his arm over Allan's shoulder, "It was actually Allan's idea to come here, so I wouldn't wanna leave him behind or nothing."
"Allan…?" Atlas scratched his chin as he stared at the empty space next to Gerald, and he slowly saw the boy losing his positive smile. "Oh, right! Allan! Y-yeah, Allan can totally come with us!"
"Atlas, friend, what are you talking about?" Bec mumbled to Atlas before getting an elbow delivered right to his ribs. He let out a horrible wheezing noise before he dropped to the ground like a sack of hammers. "Aye aye…"
"You guys are doing what everyone does to me…pretending that he doesn't exist. You know, Allan's had some really tough times in life cause people just refuse to acknowledge him! He just wants to make friends, but its people like you guys that make that so hard for him!" Gerald huffed and turned away to storm out of the gym, trying to look furious, though he just ended up looking a bit silly, still somehow doing Jazzercise moves when he walked.
"G-Gerald, wait, man!" Atlas called out to his teammate, but before he had a chance to try and reason with him, he waltzed right out through the door. "Ah, damn…that probably could've gone better." The football player looked around, trying to see where Bec had wandered off too, since he couldn't see where he went. "Bec? Yo, Bec! Don't tell me you left, too!"
"You knocked me onto the floor, you big oaf!" Bec snarled and slowly pulled himself back up, only for Atlas to pull him into a side hug and give him a vicious noogie. "Aye! Not the hair!"
Confessional - Gerald and Allan
"Hmph…so much for being a friendly guy. That jerk's just like the rest! At least Suzie acknowledged your existence…e-even if she was definitely stepping into your personal bubble there." Gerald paused for a moment and ended up giving Allan a "pat on the back." "M-maybe we should just let bygones be bygones! It'd be nice to have a friend that treats you like the person you are…e-even if she's a total pervert."
Confessional - Atlas
"I don't really like to make enemies or anything, I'm more of a…team player. Yeah. Sometimes though, man, I just get too ahead of myself! I'll say the wrong things and then suddenly I've got an issue with someone!" Atlas ran his hand through his curly hair, sighing slowly, "Gerald's a nice guy, even if he's an oddball. I'll try to make it up to him somehow."
Confessional - Bec
"..." Bec annoyedly fixed his hair when the radio suddenly lit up with directions to the destination of the next challenge. Hearing the beep aggravated him, though, and he slammed his fist against the dashboard. "You keep your noise down while I'm fixing my hair, bastard!" He sighed deeply and glanced back at the camera with a smile. "Almost lost my cool there."
The contestants pulled up to the locale of their next challenge, still a building that was in the Heart District, but it looked starkly different from the rest of the buildings that they had been too. In contrast to the bars, the hotels, the skyscrapers, all of that, this building had an appearance that almost made it look like a place that a showdown in an action movie would happen in. There was easily something about, perhaps the jagged layout of the building, or maybe it was something else entirely, but whatever it was, it just carried that feeling about it. Each contestant got out of their vehicles, all heading inside of the building to find Chris and Chef, though Chef was dressed up differently looking like some sort of important business man. Behind the duo, there was a crate full of paintball guns, each of them marked with either team's logo.
"Ohoho! How are you dreamers enjoying the night so far? I've been watching the cameras, so I've seen some pretty interesting stuff happening. Looking right at you two ladies!" Chris grinned at Giselle and 3V, the former of the duo beaming while the latter just looked miserable.
Confessional - 3V
"I…didn't end up getting to drink before we got here. It just felt wrong, especially since I ended up sleeping in Giselle's room…and didn't even remember it happening. That could've been bad," 3V rubbed the back of her neck, glancing away from the camera with her downtrodden eye. "...This is gonna be a rough night for me. I think too much when I'm not drunk…"
"But enough of me harassing you guys, there's a challenge that we've got happening in this here building!" Chris clasped his hands together and started walking back and forth in front of both teams, occasionally side-eyeing some of the team members. "Have you ever been watching a movie about spies or assassins and thought, 'Man, I really wanna be in one of those movies!' Well, today's your lucky opportunity cause we've got a high priority target right here and ready for ya! You all know him as Chef, but for Team A-Side, he's your ambassador! For Team B-Side, he's a target that needs to be neutralized!"
"Man, Chris, you really ain't paying me enough for this. One of those maggots is gonna shoot me in the eye, I can feel it coming already." Chef glanced over at Team B-Side to find that Jhin was licking her lips as she stared right at him. "...And I think I know who it's gon' be."
"Oh, relax, Chef! I'm sure it won't be…that bad. Anyways…" Chris cleared his throat and gestured to the crate from before, getting everybody to look at the paintball guns. "Here's the sitch! Each team gets a blaster that's color-coded to match their logo! Cyan for A-Side, Blue for B-Side! The goal for Team A-Side…blast every member of Team B-Side before they can reach Chef! Of course, you will get some time to hide him in the building, and maybe put your best shooters near him to guard him. Team B-Side, you can shoot the members from Team A-Side to knock 'em out of the challenge, but you only need to find and blast Chef to win! Simple enough, right? A-Side, you got ten minutes to get the guy hidden! B-Side, go wait outside until you're called in!"
Confessional - Edward
"Defending Chef…definitely not something suited for my stature. I'd be better on the other side…I've got a small size for a bloke my age, could easily sneak in." Edward scribbled something down on his left arm before tossing his pen over to his left hand and starting to write on his right arm. "The team didn't pick me to hover around Chef, though. Put me out in the building somewhere. Eli suggested I'd be as useful as a pogo stick is to someone in a wheelchair…it was a funny jab, I'll give him that."
Confessional - Suzie
"This challenge is practically made for someone like me! Seriously, I just have to infiltrated their ranks, sort of like…an imposter!" Suzie aggressively wiggled her eyebrows at the camera before her forehead suddenly cramped and she hollered out in pain.
Confessional - Marshmallow
"Oh, I don't like to really disagree with anybody, so I just let them put me wherever they wanted! They said I might fit best if I was near Chef!" Marshmallow grinned and slung her paintball gun over her shoulder, "Nyah, they also said to fire at any B-Side members that come by, and to imagine that they're coming for my candy stash! I'd never let them get near that, of course!"
Somewhere in the very depths of the building, Chef was hiding under a desk in a small room, that room only being guarded by Garfield and Marshmallow. The politician wannabe tossed the paintball gun he was given from hand to hand, whistling a bit to pass the time while Marshmallow sat in a rolling office chair, humming and kicking her feet. A look around the building's grounds showed how far people were spread out from the team, with Morgan and Leo being together the closest to the room where Chef was. Eli was with Edward, not to any shock, with the two of them seeming to be sitting in a break room with their blasters aimed at the doorway. This left Amanda, Cherry, and Zayden as the outliers from the pairs, each of them wandering the halls by themselves, likely to act as the alerters for the team.
"Just about time for us to get in there, yeah?" Elward cracked his knuckles in anticipation for them to be called by Chris, with Eliza standing a few feet away from him, nervously watching what he was doing. Team B-Side was still all in the parking lot, well, at least nine of their members were. Suzie seemed to be off doing something else, but no one could see where she had gone. As for the rest of them, they were just itching for the game to start.
"D-d-do we have some sort of plan on what we do w-w-when we get in there?" Bailey nervously looked to the rest of the team, only to get back a lot of silence. "W-we're all just going in gunho? T-that seems reckless."
"Reckless, schmeckless!" Jhin annoyedly waved her paintball gun at Bailey, only making the ice cube feel even more nervous. "I'm just gonna kick the door down and pretend that everyone in there is the staff from my school! I was a menace whenever we had rice balls in lunch…heheh, left some nice-sized welts on the principal's back!"
"Let's all just relax, yeah? We've got a teammate advantage on the others, so we shouldn't have any issues keeping the challenge in our favor." Atlas pulled his eight visible teammates in for a huddle, really playing into the team leader role. "I'd say we try to fork off in duos if we can. Anyone got any ideas who they should go with?"
"I've got 3V!" Giselle wrapped her arm around 3V's waist, pulling her in and smiling widely while the drunkard just stared at the ground miserably.
"Beh…Bailey's one of the few people that hasn't tried to ruin my fun or destroy my property, so I'll take one for the team with her!" Jhin's snarkiness seemed to make Bailey offended, but it was hard to tell, since her face was mostly obscured still.
"Ah!? We have to go in duos!?" Elward whined and stomped his feet, "I could handle them all on my own, of course!"
"Well, I guess Suzie is missing from the huddle, so you could probably go in there alone if you want." Atlas rubbed the back of his head, clearly not too fond of Elward being the one on the solo mission. "I'll take Bec, since we know we work well together. Eliza, Gerald, you two good together?"
"You mean you three?" Gerald glared at Atlas, who seemed to shrivel up a bit from the negative looks.
"T-that shouldn't be too bad, I think…" Eliza gulped nervously, perking up when she suddenly saw the door to the building open up. Chris stepped out of it, grinning as he gestured to it for them all to go in.
"Alright, team, we got this! Stick together, keep your eyes peeled, and run 'em down! Let's break!" Atlas was the first to break from the huddle, running to the door with Bec close behind him. The other seven followed after the initial duo, while the camera panned around the building to show the rear entrance, which was busted down. Just inside, in a dark room, Suzie was sneaking around.
"Heheheh…no one is ever gonna expect me coming from this way! Perfect infiltration!" Suzie snickered a bit and continued to roam through the darkened room, keeping her eyes wide open.
Confessional - Eliza
"It's…a good thing that I didn't get stuck with Elward as my duo. He just freaks me out too much…I even get nervous around 3V at times." Eliza paused and realized what she was saying before blushing. "I-I'm not an asshole or anything like that, but I just…don't do so well around robotic things…I'll just leave it at that for now."
"This is probably the best idea that Garfield's had yet! Putting me at the way front of the group…I'm bound to get blasted before anyone else! That way, if we lose, they can eliminate me and not have to worry about leaving!" Zayden laughed to himself as he wandered through a long hall, holding his paintball gun near his hip. "Hm…I just hope things aren't going too bad for Leo and Marshmallow right now. They got stuck with those two…actually, everything might just be worse for Leo." The cone-wearing boy looked a bit worried as he glanced back down the hallway, but shook his head and got back to focusing.
"He'll be fine! Not like Morgan's got anything to bitch about to him, anyways. …he is gonna be fine, right?" Zayden's worried look just started to worsen, and he couldn't help but look further down the hallway again. He, of course, wasn't really paying attention to the area around him, though he did hear something suddenly creak against the floor, and instinctively fired his blaster down the hallway, towards the noise.
"Ah! Man, that isn't fair at all, I demand a rematch! You only got me cause it's dark in here!" When Zayden finally looked back over, he saw that he had splattered cyan paint all over Elward's already cyan shirt. It was a bit hard to notice it, but when you focused on it, you could tell something was up. Zayden looked embarrassed that he had shot the boy at all, avoiding eye contact with him. "What's that look for? Oh…I get it…you didn't think you'd be able to bag a target as tough as me, so now you're all flustered! Haha, makes sense!"
"T-that's not what I actually-"
"No need to say anything, I completely understand! You'd better be ready, though! My team's not as great as I am, but they're definitely packing a punch! I'd keep your guard up if I were you!" Elward crossed his arms and sat down against the corner near him, facing down the hall that bent into this one.
"What are you doing that for? Shouldn't you go outside or something?" Zayden just looked confused as he started walking towards Elward.
"Huh? Gee, you aren't that bright, are you?" Elward let out an uproarious laugh, only adding more onto Zayden's already stacked confusion. The inventor then looks at him with a rather serious stare, paired with a grin on his face. "I'm just letting the others know which ways to be wary of, of course! You won't catch them by surprise if they see me before they see you!"
"...Well, I could probably just move somewhere else." Elward lost his grin almost immediately, making Zayden feel a bit bad for him. "O-or I could stay here, yeah, doesn't seem so bad for me!"
"More like you'll have to stay there!" The sound of a paintball splattering echoed right around Zayden, as he turned to see Suzie standing right behind him. "Cause you're just another body to report, now! Hm…that reference really didn't work out so well…"
"Suzie!? Hey, I totally had this handled, why'd you come in here and steal my mojo!?" Elward gritted his teeth as Suzie blankly stared at him from where she stood.
"...You're already out, what are you talking about? Bah, whatever! Just another crewmate that couldn't finish his tasks before he got killed by an imposter!" Suzie waved the inventor off before looking back at Zayden with a smile. "You know, you could tell me where the rest of your team is hiding! I wouldn't be opposed to that!"
"Mm…probably not gonna do that, no. I'll give you an A for effort on asking, though!" Zayden smiled and sat down, just like Elward was.
"Well, guess that's no problem. I don't think I'll really have too many issues snuffing them all out!" Suzie started to snicker her sus laugh again while she continued on down the hall. "One of you is down already, so the amount of threats in the area is officially down to eight! Oho, this is gonna be too easy!"
Confessional - Zayden
"It makes sense that I would be the first out, I did say that I probably would be, after all. I unfortunately got somebody out before I got out, though…that'll probably be worth some points in my favor. That's a shame, but I can deal with it." Zayden twiddled his thumbs nervously as he looked down at his lap, where the shirt that Leo made for him was laying. "...I should probably do something to thank Leo for this before I get eliminated, though…so maybe it's not such a bad thing."
"This isn't much a bad thing, I s'pose…though it's a tad drab for my tastes. Would've preferred to be playing attacker, but we can't all get what we want." Cherry sighed, twirling her paintball gun around her finger as she walked through a hallway, looking around to see if any of the members from Team B-Side were nearby. It didn't seem like there were, which only made her feel more bored as she kept on about her stroll. "Drab…drab…drab…and I lost my darn phone a couple days ago. Can't even entertain myself…"
"Cherry!" Cherry recognized the voice calling from down the hall, and pretty much immediately started running away, a nervous look on her face. Amanda finally ran into the hall just as Cherry had left, not having sight of her anymore. The investor frowned slightly, looking down at the phone in her hands. "Oh…I don't want to keep holding onto this, it's just extra clutter…Cherry? Where did you go?" She started to walk further down the hall in search of her teammate.
Confessional - Amanda
"Cherry hasn't talked to me since the last challenge…and every time I find her alone so I can give her her phone, she just runs away from me. How am I supposed to give it back if she does that? I hope she's not mad at me." Amanda paused, her expression looking frantic as she reached into her pocket and grabbed her coin to flip it and calm herself down. "...I really hope she's not mad at me. I'm not sure what I did…is it because I told her I liked her butt? I'm…not so good with the social cues, maybe that was the wrong thing to say…"
"Blast it, Cherry, this is so unlike you!" Cherry smacked her own paintball gun against her forehead in annoyance as she ran aimlessly down the hallway. She ended up turning a corner, and when she did, she saw that Jhin and Bailey were there, each of them a bit startled by her sudden appearance. The three girls all paused for a moment, trying to realize what was happening before Cherry started hoofing it down the hallway, back to where she came from.
"Hey, get back here! Dammit, Bailey, why didn't you shoot her?" Jhin glared at Bailey, who returned the glare right back to her.
"You didn't shoot her e-e-either…but look…" Bailey pointed to where Cherry was just standing, revealing that her paintball gun had dropped on the floor somewhere in her frantic running away. "...S-s-she doesn't have anything to defend herself with, now."
"Aha! She was clearly scared that she ran into me of all people! You just brought down the fear level a bit, otherwise she probably would've pissed herself! Well, let's go after her!" Jhin started running down the hallway on all fours, carrying her gun in her teeth while Bailey sighed and followed along. Cherry hadn't gotten too far ahead from them, and the ice cube immediately started firing shots at her, trying to catch her before she could get away.
"Cherry, you flat idiot! Dropping your arms back there, great going!" Cherry was now slapping her forehead with her own hand, since she didn't have the gun to do it with anymore. "J-just keep hoofing it, lead them to some of the others, it should all be good. It'll all be…oh no…" As she turned the next corner, she saw Amanda standing right there. The investor's face lit up when she saw her.
"Cherry! You came back!" Amanda happily walked towards Cherry, who could already feel that awkward nervousness welling up inside of her again. "Oh, I have-" As she tried to say what she was going to say, Bailey and Jhin turned the corner, getting ready to fire at Cherry, but having no time, as Amanda fired at them far too quickly. "I'm in the middle of talking to someone, can you two please go away?"
"W-what!? Bailey, I don't know how, but this is all your fault! Stupid!" Jhin got up from the ground and bonked Bailey on the back of the head with her fist, causing the girl to start cursing in Finnish. "And now you're speaking in tongues! And people think I'm the crazy one!"
"Y-you are the crazy one, you nitwit…" Bailey grumbled and the two girls started to walk back the way they came, not having the same idea as Elward to stay.
"...That's better, yeah. Cherry!" Amanda knelt down a bit so that she was at eye level with Cherry, who was somehow the one that was having the hard time maintaining eye contact– the complete opposite of the usual. "I have something for you!"
"Oh, I think I'm going to have a heart attack…this is how I die, isn't it? Cornered by a girl that thinks I'm her g-g-g…p-permanent lover…" Cherry winced, expecting the absolute worst, when Amanda suddenly held her hand up to show that she had her phone ready for her. "H-huh? This is…"
"You left it on the couch the other day! You also screamed at me when you did that…I didn't really like that." Amanda shook her hand a bit to reaffirm her that the phone was there. It took Cherry a moment, but she did end up grabbing for it, her finger accidentally brushing on Amanda's palm in the process. The investor lightly cringed when she felt herself being touched by someone else, but recovered…fairly quickly. And without having to pull her coin from her pocket. "Can I ask you something?"
"Oh god, here it comes…" Cherry slowly gulped as she put her phone back in her pocket. "Y-yes, love, what is it?"
"...Are you mad at me?" Amanda had this sad sort of look on her face while Cherry just stared at her in confusion.
"Mad at you?"
"Yeah…you ran away from me when we were talking the other day. People usually do that when I make them mad with something I said. So…are you?" Amanda's upset expression just seemed to get worse and worse.
"H-heavens, no. I ran away because…well, let's not worry about that, love. I'm not mad at you, you haven't done anything to get on my bad side. Can't say the same for the doctor that we're stuck with and all, but alas." Cherry slowly seemed to be regaining her natural confidence, and the sad look was wiped right off of Amanda's face and replaced with a dopey little smile. The party gal blushed and looked away from her again, "N-now, don't be giving me those puppy dog eyes, I might just have to take you to the pound."
"I have no idea what that means, I'm not actually a dog." Amanda just started to look confused again.
"It was just a little teasing play on words, dear. Don't read too far into it. But…thanks for getting me my phone back." Cherry smiled back at her and gave her a pat on the head before spinning around and walking away to go fetch her gun. Meanwhile, Amanda looked like that pat had thrown her completely off balance, and was now rubbing her head feverishly.
Confessional - Amanda
"Cherry touches people a lot. I don't like being touched. It makes me feel…out of place." Amanda paused, tapping her hands lightly against her thighs before looking back at the camera with her signature blank expression. "...I don't mind being touched by her, though. I've spent more time with her than anyone else here, I know she isn't trying to hurt me. And her hands are really gentle. Someone like Garfield would be worse…his hands look too callous."
Confessional - Cherry
"Hm…" Cherry stared out the window before her eyes trailed back to the camera. "What? What are you looking at me like that for? Knock it off, would you?"
"It's so…awkward! I ain't diggin' it…or am I? Gah, maybe the King's just jealous that someone else is getting a slice of Cherry pie!"
"You're certain this was a good idea? Seems like we've just placed ourselves in a box with only one way out." Edward huffed as he sat on the couch next to Eli, who had one arm behind his head to use as a headrest while the other held his gun and aimed it at the doorway.
"Don't be ridiculous, it's obviously a good idea. One way out means that there's only one way in, too. Since Chef's being kept way further in the building…yeah, everyone's gonna have to pass by us on the way over there." Eli seemed pretty proud of himself for his plan, "It pays that I get to sit in one spot while I'm doing this, too."
"I suppose that's got some sense in it…but we'll have to be quicker on the-"
"Sh!" Eli moved his arm from behind his head to cover Edward's mouth. The quiet guy obviously didn't care for this, but he did keep his trap shut while Eli seemed to be listening really carefully for something. "And…boom, boom." He fired two paintballs from his gun, which seemed to fly in slow motion, only coming out of the doorway the second that Atlas and Bec were walking by. The duo was splattered almost immediately, and neither of them really knew what hit them. "Not bad, yeah?"
"You…you got us that easily?" Atlas looked down at his vest, completely stunned by the paint that was on it, while Bec grumbled as the paint got into his hair, which he had finally fixed from before. "That's just…not very good or anything."
"Well, maybe if you didn't romp all over the place like some goliath I wouldn't have heard you coming." Eli just shrugged and tossed his arm back behind his head again. "Getting two of you out also helps clear me and Edward on the off chance we lose this challenge. I see this as a pretty big win."
"Atlas, friend, I don't think I like the fat one and his blabbering." Bec talked smack about Eli to Atlas, though both the football player and the lazy guy seemed annoyed by this.
"Well, Bec, he got us out fair and square, so there's no use complaining. We got a good team, though! They'll pull through, I know they will!" Atlas beamed before looking back at Eli, sharing the same excitement that he would with any of his own teammates. "Nice shot, dude!"
"Tch, whatever," Eli grumbled as Bec and Atlas started to walk away, leaving him alone with Edward once again. "Can't stand those guys…they're always hiding some ulterior motive behind that guise of happiness and friendship."
"...I'm still impressed that you heard them coming. I hardly picked up a single footstep." Edward blankly stared at Eli, who shrugged his shoulders and grinned.
"Yeah, I know, I'm pretty great. And now, we wait for the next ones to show up!"
Confessional - Edward
"...Eli might be smarter than I am, or at least more attentive. If I were in this room with someone else, Atlas and Bec might've found us before we could've taken them out." Edward paused before starting to scribble something on his right arm. "I continue to be impressed by him…this 'alliance' of ours is proving quite useful."
Confessional - Eli
"Look, sometimes things get really boring. When you're having one of those days where you're just laying in bed, doing nothing at all, you learn to hear the sound of an ant coming out of an anthill from a window." Eli kicked his feet up on his handlebars, "Same thing with dinner. I can hear the food being put on the table before my mom calls it out. I don't wanna hear a single fat joke about that, or I'm gonna be really pissed."
"So…leafy guy…" Morgan was clearly trying her best not to sound like her usual aggressive self, which somehow only seemed to make her sound more aggressive than the usual. The seamster whimpered as he heard her call him, slowly creaking his head to look at her, which seemed to piss her off. "Oh, what!? You thinkin' I'm 'bout to cuss you out or something, you little-...I'm just trying to start small talk, or whatevah. How you doin'?"
"U-uh…I'm…not doing too bad. I'm a little tired, I guess…but I'm always a little tired." Leo gulped nervously before putting a smile on his face, "H-how are you? You've been really quiet pretty much this whole time…I was worried you were mad you got stuck with me."
"Yeah, kinda am," Morgan spat her words out quickly, and the smile quickly fled from Leo's face. "Meh, don't be actin' like you's not gonna get yourself blasted the second someone from the other team shows up. You prolly even thinking about what you gon' say when it happens, yeah?"
"...I-I wouldn't say I was thinking about that exactly…b-but I was definitely thinking that I was gonna get out pretty quickly, yeah…" As usual, Leo seemed disappointed with himself, sighing and staring at his feet while Morgan facepalmed.
"Frosted tips really wants me tryna get this fool in our lil' alliance? He ain't do nothin' but act like a big baby all the time!" Morgan rolled eyes and gave Leo an aggressive pat on the back, "There, there, or whatevah, I guess you ain't the worst one on the time I coulda got paired with. Least it ain't that fatso, he's probably out already."
"T-that wasn't very nice…I think Eli's just as useful as everyone else on the team." Leo smiled as he spoke up in Eli's defense, but when he saw Morgan glaring beams into his soul he just squeaked. "S-scary!"
"Oh, I'll show you scary, you-"
"Thanks for helping us sneak around, Allan! We've definitely got them, now!" Gerald spoke up before he and Eliza started to open fire on Morgan and Leo, having appeared out of cheerleader grabbed the seamster by his jacket, pulling him behind a chair for cover with her.
"T-they're hiding behind that chair…w-waiting for us to come to them. This is just like one of those video games…like Metal Gear…" Eliza's typically tired eyes seemed to light up when she brought up the game. "...Hey, can you…guys…lay down some cover fire for me? I think I've got a pretty good idea on how to handle this one."
"Aha! Yeah, me and Allan won't let up! No way they'll be getting out of this one!" Gerald excitedly continued to blast paint all over the place, not giving Morgan or Leo even a second to try and escape his wrath. At the same time, Eliza got down low on the floor, crawling around slowly and carefully.
"This is just great, those assholes from the other team think they's gonna get us out! Not if I have anything to-" Morgan turned to return fire, when she was suddenly shot by Eliza, who she didn't hear sneaking towards them over the noise Gerald was making. The delivery girl tried to get Leo, too, but in a frantic worry, he fired back at her, getting her before she could get him.
"O-oh, thank goodness…that takes care of one of them." Leo took a deep breath, suddenly hearing Gerald's paintball gun click in the distance.
"Huh? Oh…you're right, Allan! It probably is jammed!" Gerald laughed loudly before Leo peaked over the chair and fired a single paintball at him, knocking him right in the stomach. "O-ow! Get him, Allan!" Just to humor the boy, the seamster fired another shot next to him, getting a panicked gasp out of Gerald. "A-Allan, no!"
"Well…I at least got one of you…I should probably brush up on my Metal Gear skills." Eliza pulled herself up from the floor, sighing as she tiredly walked back over to Gerald and Allan. "Come on, guys, let's go…"
"Huh…" Morgan looked back at Leo in astonishment as the members from the other team started to move away from where they were. "You got both of them…after I got out…not bad, leafy guy. Guess I have to give you some-" Another shot was fired, and a blue splatter appeared all over Leo's sweater. The duo glanced to the side to see Suzie smiling and waving at them from the corner of the room.
"That was pretty fun to watch! Unfortunately for you, I'm just better at video games than Eliza is! Sorry, not sorry!" Suzie snickered and started to walk past them, with Morgan glaring at Leo, clearly no longer impressed with him. The imposter stood before the small corridor that lead to the room Chef was in, though she couldn't see what was in the room just yet. "Hm…guessing you must be hiding the prize in here, yeah? Not a bad hiding place, but I wanna get this over with!" She snickered and started sneaking into the room.
"O-oh, I hope we don't lose this one…we're already down one…" Leo whimpered, and before Morgan could respond, they heard a wave of paintballs being fired from the room. They both peeked over the chair to see what had happened, only to see Suzie flopping against the floor, entirely covered in paint. A glance past her showed Marshmallow sitting on the desk in the room, a deranged smile on her face.
"No one steals my candy! NO ONE!" The creepy statement was followed by some maniacal laughter, which creeped out Leo, Morgan, and Garfield, who was stuck in the same room with her.
Confessional - Suzie
"I-I don't think I like this game anymore…" Suzie tried her best to pick the paint off of her body, but it was stuck in pretty much every crevice on her. "This is gonna take forever to clean…guess I got out-sussed."
Confessional - Garfield
"Alright, I'll be the first to say that I didn't expect Marshmallow to get this intense over some candy. I just figured she was supposed to be adorable and innocent, y'know?" Garfield seemed to be looking around nervously, as if Marshmallow was watching him in the shadows. "C-creepy stuff."
Confessional - Marshmallow
"I just love my candy, what can I say?" Marshmallow fluttered her eyelashes innocently before shoving a two pound peanut butter cup into her mouth whole.
"You know, I wasn't really thinking about giving any updates on this, but I just thought this was too funny to not announce!" Chris' voice blared throughout the building, catching the attention of everybody that was still in there. "Team A-Side has lost three members so far…but Team B-Side only has two members left! Seems like we know exactly what's about to happen next!"
"Huh, didn't think everyone else would go down so quickly…" Giselle frowned lightly before shaking her head to look at 3V, who still seemed as miserable as before. "3V? What's wrong?"
"Oh…you know…it's just…stuff…and things…and all that junk…" 3V sighed and slowly trudged forward, hardly paying attention to anything that was happening around her. "S-sorry for just running away from you earlier…I was feeling awkward, I guess."
"Eh? Oh, don't you worry, baby! Momma's not upset about that at all!" Giselle did a little twirl and ended up right in front of 3V, smiling at her happily. "I just wanna make sure you're okay, is all! A-and maybe ask you o-" The very same thing happened as in the showers, the second that she tried asking the question, 3V started to run, but this time Giselle ran with her. "Hey, hey! It's okay, it's okay, relax!"
"I'm sorry! That's just not something my brain can really comprehend…it just makes me feel…weird…why would anybody like me like that? I'm…gross." 3V glared down at her own body, finally stopping herself from running away while Giselle lifted her chin up.
"Mmm…I don't think so at all! I think you're stunning, if it helps at all!" 3V blushed a little bit, but just seemed to be upset as before. "Hm…how am I supposed to show you that I'm being honest with you…?" Giselle stood up all the way and raised a hand to stroke her chin while a happy-sounding tune started to pick up around them. "...Oh, is this one of those things?"
"You got that right, baby! Yowza!" C.K.'s voice started to echo around the building, just as Chris's had before. "You know, the king's always got a take a moment to have his own fun, but couldn't find a good spot for it until this one right here! Who knows? Maybe it'll help you guys get a comeback story or somethin'!"
"I really don't think that's gonna do anything…" 3V sighed and slowly started to walk down the hallway, towards where Team A-Side was lying in wait, while Giselle followed after her, a spring in her step. "A-at least you seem to be enjoying this…"
"Why wouldn't I enjoy it? Singing clichés are always great for saying how you feel about things!" Giselle did another twirl, like before, landing right in front of 3V in a swanky pose. "Yeah, yeah! Yeah…we met in the fall, but it already feels like we've been through it all! There's not a second I forget when you call, there's not a feeling of regret, there's just love in the wall!" 3V immediately blushed and started walking faster when she heard Giselle say the "L" word, though the wannabe MILF just excitedly skipped behind her.
"T-there's gotta be something in the water, it must be something that I drank…" 3V shook her head and closed her eye, but when she re-opened it, Giselle was right in front of her, giving her that adorable smile again.
"You know you've got me singing vows, got me down on one leg!" Giselle got down on her knee, doing a psuedo-proposal, though 3V's blushing just got more intense and she walked past her again. The former shot up from the ground to trail along with her yet again, not giving up just yet. "Yeah, I wanna grow old and adopt a daughter, love will be in the air! Yeah, I wanna be the gal who lives free in your brain, to keep you with me and say-" Giselle gestured to 3V in an over-the-top way to let her know it was her turn, though the drunkard just seemed caught off guard.
"U…uh…I run away…to a worser place, when I get a single feeling of love…" 3V slumped down in a depressed stance, not paying attention to the fact that there were people in hall with her, about to fire her. Giselle was a bit too quick for Amanda and Cherry, though, and she picked them off before they could get her teammate.
"H-how about I just try this part, then? I run away, but I'm running your way! Ooo, baby, I just can't get enou-ou-ou-ough!" Giselle clapped her hands twice before taking 3V in her arms and dancing excitedly with her through the hallway. "This close, jumping out of windows-"
"I don't think that you can save me, I'm just stuck in my head…" 3V weakly tried pulling herself out of Giselle's arms, but it didn't work, as she was pulled in for a bear hug.
"Yeah, we bop this shit 'til this blows, let's just see how this goes!" Giselle proudly hoisted the miserable 3V up into the air, her eyes twinkling as she smiled at her before setting her down. "I don't really care if the night ends with me dead, let's just have fun and forget!" Giselle started twirling away again, with 3V's tense look loosening up the slightest bit. She even followed after her this time, though she wasn't really sure why. "Yeah, let's just have fun and forget, just don't forget what we had! I can't get left in the past-"
"...I…want you here and now…" 3V's singing was far quieter than Giselle's was, with the MILF wannabe not even hearing what she said as she kept on dancing, spinning past a doorway and firing shots through it, moving too quickly for Eli or Edward to catch as she got them out.
"'Cause I'm so in love with you! You could try to shoot me down, but I'm bulletproof!" Giselle finally stopped spinning, but she was really dizzy, and couldn't really tell what was happening around her.
"...I…don't know what to do, I just pray I'm the one you're running to…" 3V shook her head and grabbed Giselle so she wouldn't fall onto the floor, which instantly made the redhead perk up with another massive smile. "I-I just want someone to hold me close forever. If I asked them, 'Would you leave me-'"
"Never!" Giselle looked shocked that that question would even be asked as they tangoed down the hallway together, both of them lost in their dancing and their moment to really pay attention to anything else. "You know, you're all that I adore– the perfect gift in my December. You want fancy clothing? I'll remember! I'll keep you warm and keep you tender, I told you once: I won't forget ya! We'll mess with our problems, just like…I run away, but I'm running your way, ooo, baby, I just can't get en-"
"I-I think I should probably try this part again, right?" 3V blushed as Giselle nodded her head frantically at her. "I-I run away, but you're my safer place, when you give me all those feelings of lo-o-o-ove…"
"Yeah, we were this close, jumping out of windows!"
"You still try to save me when I'm stuck in my head…"
"And we'll bop this shit 'til this blows, let's just see how this goes, I said I don't care if it ends with me dead, let's just have fun and forget!" Giselle twirled out into the room that Morgan and Leo had gotten out in, noticing them standing near an unconscious Suzie, each of them with paint on them somewhere. "Oh! Looks like we're close to the action…well, I suppose you can just worry about answering Momma later, mmkay?" She smiled at 3V, who made her own way into the room as well.
"Y-yeah…I'll try to get back to you on that." 3V couldn't keep her eye on Giselle's face, but her expression at least didn't look so miserable anymore. She eventually looked up at the room before them, seeing the corridor that Suzie had taken earlier, as well as a hallway at the far end, which Suzie had snuck in from. "T-there's two ways to go from here…I can take that one if you wanna take the closer one."
"That sounds perfectly fine to Momma!" Giselle smiled and blew 3V a kiss before starting to walk down towards the corridor. 3V sighed and continued towards the far hallway.
"It's…really dark over there, isn't it? I just hope that no one's hiding in there…" The drunkard gulped nervously and kept moving, when a paintball suddenly flew out from the shadows, hitting her on the burnt side of her face. She couldn't help but let out a horrible yelping noise when she was hit, which caused Giselle to freeze in her tracks. The wannabe MILF managed to get Marshmallow out shockingly easily, with a well placed shot to the chest from her own paintball gun. She could even see Chef's shoes peeking out from under the desk, but she didn't move whatsoever…until she suddenly turned around, showing a terrifying expression on her face. She looked just about ready to kill somebody.
"Did I hit your face or something? Yeesh, my bad." Garfield slowly moved out of the shadows from the hallway, a mildly annoyed look on his face. "Just paint, though, you should probably be fine." 3V whimpered as she sat down and started to brush the paint off of her face, the spot that was hit noticeably darker than the rest. "Oh, yeah, definitely got a mark there! I mean…you'll be fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine! You look just as great as always!" It was pretty easy to see that the politician wannabe was lying through his teeth to keep her from freaking out at him.
"3V, are you okay?" Giselle called out from further down in the room, slowly walking towards 3V from where she was. Suzie finally started to come back to consciousness, shaking her head a bit before watching what was happening. Giselle didn't even aim her gun or anything, she just kept walking over to 3V, making her an easy shot for Garfield. Paint splattered on her sweater, but she hardly stumbled or even noticed it, just kept walking.
"Well, looks like I got the last of you guys! Guess that means our team wins again, yeah?" Garfield grinned to himself, though Giselle still ignored his very existence as she knelt down next to her teammate.
"Here, let Momma have a look," Giselle's voice sounded a lot sweeter than the usual, and she reached a hand up slowly to 3V's face, brushing her hair out of the way to see the welt on the burnt side of her visage. "Oh, it's just a little bruise! You'll be okay! Let Momma kiss it and it'll be all better."
"W-wait, no, you can't do that! Y-your lips will probably sizzle off if you do that!" 3V winced and leaned her head away from Giselle, worried more for her sake than anything else. Of course, her teammate was far too determined to be the MILF she always dreamed of being…or maybe she just cared enough for 3V to ignore it. She placed her lips right on the bruise, with the drunkard immediately freezing in place from the contact. She couldn't really tell what it was, but something about that was really soothing, like it cooled her whole body off. When Giselle finally pulled her lips away, she was left smiling at 3V, who looked back at her, entirely confused. "B-but I'm-"
"Beautiful? Yeah, pretty lucky that I was able to even kiss your cheek there! Oh, but I had something else to do over here…" Giselle slowly stood up from where she was knelt, turning to face Garfield with the most menacing look she could muster. She started stomping towards him, her boots cracking each of the tiles she stepped on. "You…hurt Momma's special little baby. You are in big trouble, little man."
"H-huh? N-no, I just didn't really hit what I was aiming for, was an accident, is all." Garfield started to back away while Leo, Morgan, Suzie, and 3V all watched Giselle getting closer and closer to him, ignoring what he said. "C-Chris! Man, call the challenge already or something!" When she started getting really close, Garfield just turned to running as fast as he could into the dark hallways, but she ran right after him. Seconds later, he could be heard screaming in agony from the darkness, with his teammates and Giselle's wincing just from hearing it.
Confessional - Giselle
"Maybe I did give up on the challenge last second there, but you should understand that Momma's special little baby's safety is much more important than us winning a challenge." Giselle sanitized her hands with some cookie-scented sanitizer, lifting them to her nose to smell before smiling in delight. "Oh, this was a good buy! Mmm…I should share it with 3V…oh, right, voting! Uh…Jhin, I suppose."
Confessional - 3V
"Hm…" 3V rocked herself back and forth on her motorcycle, clearly bothered by something that had happened. She slowly looked up to the camera, her eye looking pretty sad again. "...I'll just vote for Jhin…since she's insane or whatever."
Confessional - Suzie
"Er…I mean…that was kinda cute and all, but Giselle botched the challenge at the end there. Not sure why she did that but…" Suzie stamped a picture of Giselle, looking guilty almost immediately after. "S-sorry, Giselle."
Team B-Side had gotten themselves all up onto the roof, and were mostly through their elimination ceremony at this point. Atlas and Bec sat together, per the usual, each with a drink ticket in their hands, though the football player was trying to avoid the gaze of an annoyed Gerald, who had a ticket as well. Eliza was sitting near Suzie, worriedly looking her up and down as she saw all the paint splattered all over her body, though both of them did have their drink tickets as well. Elward sat a bit away from the rest of the group, but he had his ticket, and that seemed to be enough to get him grinning. The only other team member with a ticket at this point was 3V, who was just nervously looking at the remaining three of her teammates, all of whom didn't have tickets yet. Jhin and Bailey were glaring at each other in an intense stare off, leaving Giselle, who seemed rather pleased with everything as is.
"Alright, only two tickets left for the night! Bailey, you're also safe!" Chris grinned as he passed the next drink ticket to Bailey, who was a bit relieved that she was in the clear this time. Chef wasn't on the roof like he usually was, likely just getting himself a drink from having to deal with the fear of getting blasted in the middle of the challenge. "I only got one more ticket, folks! Does it go to Giselle? Or maybe it goes to Jhin? Well, if you guessed Giselle, you'd be…wrong! Jhin, you're safe!"
"Well, obviously! I'd be not safe if I took a bath in an incinerator," Jhin rolled her eyes at Chris and snatched the final drink ticket from him before he walked over to stand in front of Giselle, who was mildly confused by what was happening.
"Giselle, you had the chance right in front of you to win the challenge tonight, but you abandoned your mission to go check on your teammate instead. It probably could've waited until after you won, you know?" Chris smirked evilly, but Giselle didn't seem too bothered by him as she stood with a little smile on her face.
"Mmm…no thanks! Momma knows that the safety of her special little baby is more important than anything else!" Giselle started to skip towards the Hyperspace Tube of Losers, but stopped in her tracks to turn and run back to 3V, kneeling down in front of her and suddenly taking her hands in her own. "3V! I know, I may just be annoying at this point, but I still…feel like I should probably ask. Do you want to go out with me at some point? You know, after the show!"
"I…" 3V stared at Giselle for a moment, but had trouble holding eye contact with her as her gaze slowly drooped down. Giselle paused, trying to think about what this meant, and the smile on her face started to waver. "I'm…I'm sorry…"
"N-no! No, don't be sorry! Five-thousand four-hundred twenty-eight is just a number, anyways! I don't wanna force you into anything, of course!" Giselle brought her smile back onto her face, lifting one of her hands up to gently brush 3V's burnt cheek, getting a blush out of the drunkard. "At the end of the day, Momma just wants you to know that she thinks you're really special! And…I want to help you be happy in any way I can! Here, I think you should probably take this." With the hand that was still holding 3V's, Giselle dropped something into her grasp, though the cameras didn't quite catch what it was. The drunkard looked at Giselle, a bit shocked, but her former teammate just smiled and stood up, happily skipping along to the tube, which shot her off into the sky without another word getting the chance to flee her lips.
Confessional - 3V
"There's…too much going through my head right now. Giselle is very sweet and thoughtful, but romance…I don't know if it's something I'm ready for. And…I don't know if I could with another woman, anyways." 3V glanced down at something in her hands, a small smile finding its way to her lips as her eye teared up a bit. "But…she really was thinking of me, even at the end of things, huh?"
Giselle's room wasn't as messy as one would think, even the bed had been tidied up after 3V snuck out of it earlier in the day. She had some scented candles in the room, baking supplies, many things that really gave a motherly vibe to it. Unfortunately, it was a room that wouldn't see its inhabitant again, with how she had been eliminated and all. Maybe it's duty was just to collect dust from this point on…or was it? The doorknob had suddenly clicked, twisting a bit before the door was pushed open to let in some light from the hallway. 3V stood there, holding Giselle's room key in her hand and smiling down at it before tucking it into her hoodie. She went into the room, shutting the door tightly behind her and locking it.
"I…I guess I do kinda remember what happened yesterday, yeah." 3V slowly walked towards the heart of the room, staring at the edge of the bed, where she could vaguely remember she had spent an hour sitting and crying on Giselle's shoulder the prior day. She even remembered the gentle rub on her back that she was given from her former teammate, a feeling that started to linger. She continued to smile as she crawled into the bed, getting under the covers and laying on her side. She closed her eye, trying to fall asleep as quickly as she could, but something seemed to be bothering her, like something was missing. Instinctively, she grabbed the pillow from Giselle's side of the bed, squeezing it tightly to her chest as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
C.K. Swing Songs: Fun and Forget by SSJ Twiin ft.
Votes: Giselle - Atlas, Bec, Suzie, Eliza, Elward, Gerald; Jhin - Bailey, Giselle, 3V; Bailey - Jhin
22nd: Henry Yates, the Socially Awkward Kid
21st: Gwendolyn Linelife, the Harsh Doctor
20th: Heath Alghieri, the Puppet Master
19th: Giselle Gingersnap, the Wannabe MILF
Team A-Side: Amanda, Cherry, Edward, Eli, Garfield, Leo, Marshmallow, Morgan, Zayden
Team B-Side: Atlas, Bailey, Bec, Eliza, Elward, Gerald and Allan, Jhin, Suzie, 3V