The Cali-Tokyo amphitheater was look as dull as it was when it was introduced, when suddenly, a giant mech bust through it, looking a lot similar to Chris himself. The Chris mech stomped the pieces of the stage to bits with pleasure, emitting an evil cackle as it finished. The camera swung to it's eyes to reveal Chris inside of it, with an equally evil look on his face.
"Last time on Total Drama Mega Mechas: the two teams got, yet another, rude awakening by some odd tremors caused by the great monster known as Zodgilla! They found out pretty quickly that there was going to be a challenge, but man were they angry! I swear, I've never seen a group of teenagers that pissed off since summer camp. Anywho, we let them in on their challenge, which was a task to see which team could successfully tranquilize the monster first so we could get him back to the ocean, where he belongs. Speaking of the tranquilizer, some no good dirty deed doer totally got some of it into Buck's system, which had him hallucinating like crazy all day. Weird, right? The Bots struggled to find anyone on their team who could properly carry the syringe, except for Celeste, but it really slowed her down. The Droids, for once, showed excellent teamwork when Calvin came up with a plan to use his own mech to hold up the syringe while someone else would inject the beast. The Bots started to fall, one by one, until only Mitchell and Yves were still kicking near the end of the challenge, though Garrett quickly took them out of the contest. In the end, the Droids one, and despite the ominous break-in to Mitchell's journal that warned of Yves getting eliminated next, the boys banded together to get Larida kicked out instead, though it was still quite emotional. How did somebody get into his journal? Who drugged Buck? Maybe we'll find out now on Total Drama Mega Mechas!"
The camera flew through the sky, going all the way down to the ground and into the dome, right in the center of a field inside.
"Dear mom and dad I'm doing fine," was heard as Buck was seen strumming a tune on his banjo happily while Daniel danced to the country tune wildly.
"You guys are on my mind," the camera swung past the two to show Caleb rolling his eyes while sitting at a table in the cafeteria. Larida was smiling cheerfully and patting the young looking gent on the head.
"You asked me what I wanted to be and I think the answer's plain to see," at a nearby table, Mitch was reading a book that he wrote to the ever-shy Celeste, who was happily listening to him.
"I wanna be famous!" Margaret ran past the two, startling them as a pair of security robots were chasing her.
"I wanna live close to the sun," suddenly, Margaret ran into Valerie and fell over, rubbing her head as the shy girl erupted in anger and the two started screaming at each other, scaring away the robots.
"So pack your bags, cause I've already won," the camera swung over to the outside of the dome, where Calvin was at the entrance, searching for clues of some sort, before waving to the camera with a bright smile and going stone-faced, realizing that he should be focusing on his task at hand.
"Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day," Yves was close by to the secret agent, watching him closely while keeping to herself and blasting an unsuspecting Garett with a water gun, as he was attempting to blast Calvin.
"I wanna be famous!" Blaster ran past the two, pretending to be a cyborg and blast some robots with her arm, only to knock over Brittany, who looked at the airhead angrily.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na," the camera swung up to the sky, showing each and everyone's mechs being shot out of the top of the dome, with each person in them.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous! I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" the light had faded from the sky and the camera showed the fourteen contestants in a jet takeoff room, seated in a circle while Chris and Dana stood in the center, each with mischievous looks on their faces.
The Droids, who now have the upper hand with five people on their team to the Bots four, find themselves in the cafeteria without their opponents. Garett lounges in his seat, playing a mysterious melody that seems to attract Margaret's attention, though she tries to pretend she isn't interested in what he's doing. Daniel, Calvin, and Blaster, on the other hand, sit at a separate table, spinning tops on it and trying to see who can do it the longest.
"What's a matter, sweet thing?" Garett mockingly asks Margaret, who continues to give him the cold shoulder. "Isn't my sweet tune getting to your brain like Cupid's arrows?"
"Yeah, right," she scoffed, "Run along to your country girls, I'm far more sophisticated than them anyway. Someone like me could never be infatuated with a bumpkin like yourself."
"Ouch, way to sting the wasp himself. As far as you being sophisticated...I'm not so sure. I'm well aware of who you are."
"Huh?"
"Oh, come on now. You don't think I recognize the symbol you've got on your robot's head?"
"...Whatever, what are you gonna do with that knowledge?"
"Oh...leverage I suppose. I'm sure some authority figures would love to see that you're here on this crappy island playing tourney with a bunch of idiots."
"That's not-"
"But I wouldn't do that to anyone...compliant, like yourself. I know you've got a good sized brain on ya, so I'll cut you a deal."
"I'm supposed to cut the deals here, not you."
"Yeah, yeah. Hush now. It's quite simple, really. You and me, we work together like a pair of coyotes. Scavenge and pick off the weak ones with our combined might."
"That isn't horrible, I guess."
"There is one catch, though."
"No catches-"
"What's that? You wanna be found by the authorities? Well, I'd be glad to let them-"
"Enough, alright. What's your stupid catch?"
"Heh, glad you're willing to listen. You have to drop your act and pick up a new one."
"Act?"
"I know you aren't here to be all business, but your little mob is onto ya. They're watching closely, and they'd surely be upset to see their leader act like, oh, I dunno...a lovey dovey fangirl o' mine."
"No way."
"Ah, in that case let me just-"
"Gah, whatever shut up with the authority crap! I'll do it, whatever. Just stop, already."
"That's much better. Now, fawn over me."
"Ugh...your like kind of attractive I guess."
"Not fawning enough!"
"Like, oh em gee! You're such a babe, Garett!"
"Haha, I love it!"
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"Kill me," Margaret slams her head against the wall in shame.
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Meanwhile, Daniel and Calvin find themselves completely shocked to see that Blaster's top is still spinning at incredibly speeds and digging a little hole into the table itself.
"How did you do that?" Daniel asks, watching in awe. "Even I can't spin that long!"
"Yeah, Agent Coil," Calvin spoke, flabbergasted. "I don't understand..."
"Oh!" Blaster was cheerful to hear the questions. "Well, you see, Dana-...uh..."
"Dana...uh?" Daniel questioned the sudden stop in explanation.
"She...uh...nothing! I'm just super good at top spinning!"
"Uh, right," Calvin seemed a little suspicious of the girl and pulled Daniel to the side while continued to spin her top. "You think any of that seems strange, Agent Anderson?"
"Yeah, I do," Daniel answered, glancing back at her momentarily. "She's avoiding the question, clearly. Time for more investigating, right?"
"Yeah, this is gonna be a high risk mission. But ain't nothing for Agents Watterson and Anderson!"
"Yeah, it ain't!"
The two high fived each other before returning to the table, only to be interrupted by Chris on the speakers.
"All remaining pilots come swing on down to your mechs and get ready for the next challenge!" he shouted, which caused some eyes to roll.
"Great, just what I need on top of this," Margaret mumbled.
"What was that?" Garett asked her with a smirk on his face.
"I love your music!"
"Of course ya do!"
He laughed maniacally while the other three members of her team watched them in curiosity.
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"Uh, what the heck was that?" Daniel asked the camera, "I know Margaret by now and she definitely does not act like that towards anyone. She's more of a...grrr kind of lion than a purr kinda lion."
"Agent Diablo is acting really strange," Calvin noted, "I figured she was the head of the Diablo crime family, but acting like that...she couldn't be, right?"
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The Bots walked together down the hallway on their way to the dome. They were still in a bit of a pain and sadness from the last challenge and elimination. Mitchell sighed as he sadly changed his page in his book to reflect what has happened so far, with Celeste trying to peek over his shoulder and see what he's writing, only for him to shut the book.
"Ah, no peeking," he said as he stuffed it in his back pocket.
"Are you sure that's a safe place for it?" Celeste asked shyly.
"Yeah, why not? I can see who's trying to throw me off my game this way...they'll for sure fall for this trap!"
"I'm not so sure..."
On the other hand, Yves was remaining silent while the two talked. Buck was oddly close to her, which kind of threw her off. She stepped to the side a little, but saw him step to the side as well to be just as close as he was before.
"Uh," she grabbed his attention with the quiet mumble. "What are you doing?"
"Me?" Buck asked, looking confused. "Walkin', talkin'. The usual."
"Right...well, why don't you join those two?"
"Huh? I can't be wingmannin' for my main man! He's with his gal!"
"I see...then walk ahead of the group."
"Nah, don't wanna put in the effort."
"Then lag behind."
"Nope!"
"Why?"
"I'd have no one cool to talk with."
"What do you mean? Talk with Mitchell."
"Nah, I'd rather talk to yerself."
"Uh..."
Yves quickly sidestepped some more before bumping into the wall and falling down. Buck was quick to offer his hand to help her up, though she got up on her own just fine.
"Buck, I'm not sure what you're trying to do...but I don't think I'm ready for whatever it is."
"What? I'm not-"
"Just...give me some space."
She quickly ran ahead of the group, which confused Buck even more.
"What'd I do?"
Mitchell looked back at him and shook his head in a slight disappointment.
"Don't be so aggressive with your flirting, man," the writer joked.
"Oh, I wasn't flirting! Did it seem like that? Wait, Yves!"
He chased after her as the other giggled at him.
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"Buck is cool, but man does he stink at the whole flirting thing," Mitchell laughed about his friend. "I don't have those issues cause I don't have any girls to flirt with! Pretty sure the girls here don't like me that way anyways."
"Ugh, Mitchell!" Celeste's head sank into her hands. "He's soooo cute, and charming, and smart...what am I doing wrong?"
Confessional End
Once again, launching into the city, the contestants saw the rubble of the amphitheater beneath them, which raised some questions about whatever the current challenge was set to be. As they each landed on the ground, they noticed the Chris mech, which was watching them with evil intent as Dana, in her dinky helicopter, floated nearby.
"Woah," Blaster's eyes lit up, "That's cool!"
"I think you've got a weird perception of cool," Daniel laughed at his teammate.
"Welcome to, what used to be, the Cali-Tokyo Amphitheater!" Chris shouted through his mech's microphone.
"Uh, we know what it is," Mitchell replied. "We were just here last week, dude."
"Interruption is my least favorite thing, Mitchy-Mitch."
"Mitchy-Mitch?"
Celeste giggled as Mitchell gained a look of offense.
"Anywho, you may have noticed that it's been destroyed. Oh no, who could've done such a thing? It was I: the evil Dr. Gorgeous! Mwahahaha!"
"Uh...what?" Yves asked with no clue what Chris was getting at.
"Ahem, this challenge is all about being the bad guy, even if you're a good guy! You've got one simple task: work together to strike fear into Dana's fear-o-meter, a device that measures how civilians would react to scary things. You've got to come out, guns blazing, and make your best supervillain intro possible to earn a better score than the other team. Here's the one catch: since the Droids are up by one person, Dana and I agreed that someone should sit on the sidelines for this one. The combined might of five would surely be more fearsome than four. This person who is being excluded will be safe from elimination later, should your team lose the challenge, capiche? We chose randomly and came up with Blaster!"
"Aw...but I wanted to participate!" Blaster pouted.
"Yeah, yeah, take your safety and be done with it."
"Hmph, whatever."
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"I'm not sure why they did that," Buck scratched his chin in thought, "It doesn't make sense! I've never seen a challenge in one of these shows where they exclude someone like that...it's fishy, is what it is."
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"Now then, any more questions?" Chris asked the group.
"Yeah, I got one," Margaret grabbed his attention. "Are we allowed to do anything?"
"Sure, knock yourselves out."
"Wonderful."
Her mouth curved into a wicked smile, which made Garett clap in excitement.
"I wonder what my number one fan's got going on in her head," he said, trying to get her to spill the beans.
"A super-duper surprise for you, cutie!"
Margaret's eye twitched in anger as she spoke in that voice.
"Okay, alright," Chris interrupted the interesting conversation. "Let's get the ball rolling, you've got thirty minutes to come up with your evil plan and then we'll have you perform them, Bots first, Droids second!"
"I'm excited to see this one," Dana shouted through a megaphone, "So don't disappoint me!"
The two hosts went off into the distance, allowing their villains to try and prepare themselves for the challenge. The Bots were at a bit of a disparity, but Mitchell was super excited, barely able to sit down in his chair.
"Oh, man!" he exclaimed, "This is perfect! My passion is scary stuff, I can totally get us an easy win for this challenge!"
"What's your plan?" Buck asked.
"Hm...I need to think. Well, we've got your big cat thing, so that could help...but I think it would be better to do a hack and slash scene!"
"A what now?" questioned Yves.
"You know, one of you will play the role of the civilian while I, the evil murderous villain, hack and slash your mech to bits. I say that we'll keep murdering innocents until our demands are met, it's a grade a plan for success."
"What will the other two of us do?" Celeste asked her crush.
"Buck will be my cat, of course. All good villains have a cat. The other will be my chair. I need to make it clear that I treat people like dirt by using them as furniture. Only question is who wants to be murdered?"
"You can murder me, Mitch!"
Buck and Yves looked at Celeste, completely weirded out by her willingness to be a murder victim for the challenge.
"Alright, well that settles that. Buck, you're my cat, Yves, my chair, and Celeste, my victim. This is gonna be perfect, the other team won't know what hit them!"
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"Celeste...uh...really has the hots for Mitchell," Yves mentioned as she awkwardly rubbed her arm. "It's kinda cute, but...it's so weird. I mean, murder victim? Come on, Celeste, have some respect for yourself."
"I wonder what makes that Mitchell so interestin' to the ladies," Buck pondered while scratching his chin. "Sure, he's creative and all, but the hair always gets me. Girls just like emo boys, I guess."
"Celeste is so willing to do anything for the challenge!" Mitchell was excited for the upcoming challenge in the confessional. "One cool friend right there!"
"He just called me a friend, didn't he?" Celeste asked with a look of shame before pretending to stab herself and fall over, dead.
Confessional End
The Droids were huddled up, with Blaster off to the side, looking annoyed while her team collaborated. Margaret was, once again, taking the leadership role that her team was lacking in, while Garett kept reminding her of her duty, which would confuse Daniel and Calvin.
"So, if all we need to do is make them fear us-" Margaret was cut off by Garett.
"Ahem," he started, "Could you repeat that?"
"If, like, all we need to do is, like, spook 'em to bits, than we could totally leave it up to me and Gar-Bear!"
"Uh...what?" Daniel was struggling to hold in his laughter as Margaret talked like that.
"Like, don't make fun of meeeeeeeeeeee!"
"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Calvin couldn't contain his laughter at this point, and hunched over in his mech, howling in laughter.
"Guys, what's so funny over there?" Blaster prodded, though her team ignored her. "Come on, tell me!"
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"This sucks!" Blaster complained, "I hate being excluded from the challenge, it's so not fair!"
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"So, what are we doing again?" Daniel asked, regaining his composure.
"We, like, just need to totally use our scary personalities to spook 'em good! I could, like, yell a bunch, and this cutie can play his ominous guitar music!" Margaret had faint tears in her eyes as she spoke.
"Don't ya think that 'ominous' would be outta your vocabulary?" Garett asked with a smug grin on his face.
"I mean...scary!"
"Better."
"Oh, this is so weird," Calvin didn't know how to react at this point. "Agent Hearth, what did you do to her?"
"Oh, nothing. She's just a fan!"
"Uh...right," Daniel looked away awkwardly as the hosts reproached the group.
"Well, have you all thought out how you're gonna strike fear into those civilian hearts?" asked Chris, "Because the challenge is starting now!"
"It's been thirty minutes already?" Yves asked, thinking that there was much less time used than that.
"No," Dana replied, "It's been ten, but we ourselves are also evil, so why would we keep a promise like that?"
"That seems downright messed up," Buck commented.
"Noted, but ignored. Now, get into position, Bots. You're up first."
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"I hope Mitchell can pull this off," Yves mumbled, "I don't want to lose four times in a row..."
"Here's hoping, buddy!" Buck cheered, "Let's take this one home!"
Confessional End
The Bots stood behind a massive curtain, which appeared from out of no where. They quickly got ready to perform their piece before it dropped to the ground, revealing Mitchell's mech seated on top of Yves' mech while he pet Buck's in his lap. Celeste's was tied up off to the side as the group leader took control of the challenge.
"Well, civilians of Cali-Tokyo," Mitchell started, in a voice that made him kind of sound like a rich British man, "I must say, you've done a wonderful job making this place a gold mine for me."
He rose from his "seat," kicking behind him and shoving her aside while Buck leapt to the ground next to him and followed him around.
"I mean, where else could I find so many people for my collection?"
He quickly grabbed Celeste's mech from the ground, showing it to the audience with evil intent.
"Now, listen here. I have quite simple demands for you. I, Mister Mischief, simply request that you all go after each other. Blame each other for crimes you've committed, attack someone for kissing your sister, maybe even murder somebody. Cause havoc all throughout the city from no on, make this place a hellscape, or else..."
He quickly started swinging his massive knife at Celeste's mech, successfully knocking bits and pieces off of it while she flushed red in the face from the close contact. After a while, he quickly dropped her to the ground and stood atop her victoriously.
"I will continue to slash you citizens to bits unless you follow my demands. For now, I say goodbye, but don't keep me waiting, Cali-Tokyo! Mwahaha!"
The scene ended and Mitchell took a bow, while Yves rolled her eyes at him and helped Celeste, whose mech was nearly completely disabled at this point, off of the ground. They watched closely at the fear-o-meter, waiting to see what they scored. It calculated for a second, before revealing a "seventy-two percent total fear" on its screen.
"Not bad," Dana noted, "Not bad at all. That may be a tough score to beat, Droids. But let's see what you've got."
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"Look," Mitchell started with a grin on his face, "I knew this was my kind of challenge. We got a real good score for this one, nice job everyone!"
"Ahhh," Celeste continued to blush as red as a tomato, "I liked this challenge...it was so...beneficial? Sure, let's go with that word!"
Confessional End
A similar curtain made an appearance in front of the Droids, who were also taking their time to get ready. Margaret cleared her throat, trying to prepare to make everyone scared while Garett approached her with an evil look on his face, which immediately concerned her.
"Oh, Margaret," he started, "I sure hope you don't think that, just because there's a challenge, that you can just stop being my girly super fan. You don't think that, right?"
"What?" she asked, immediately knowing that the dumb act would ruin her whole schtick. "But we'll lose if I do that!"
"Eh? You'll lose more than just this challenge if you don't do it."
"You...you..."
"I what?"
"You're...so cute and smart, Garett! I'm about to swoon!"
The curtain dropped right as Margaret followed up her statement by actually swooning in her mech and falling to the ground. Daniel quickly picked her up while he and Calvin looked shocked as to what she was doing. Garett couldn't help but smirk as he started to play his evil sounding guitar for the audience. Margaret turned to face the rest of the people in her mech, though she appeared to be as menacing as a puppy.
"Hiiiiiiii!" she greeted those watching her in her odd tone, "Like, what's up everybody?"
She flew her mech over to Calvin's, aweing at it.
"Oh em gee, look at this dinosaur! Rawr, so scary! I'd be scared outta my mind if I was you right now, we have a real life dinosaur!"
She then flew over to Daniel's holding him up into the air like a trophy, which caused him to roll his eyes.
"And a crazy dancy boy, he'll totally karate chop you! Hiyah!"
After putting him down, she flew around the two hosts, throwing confetti all over the place, which confused both of them.
"So, like, you guys have totally got to give into our crazy demands, which our amazing Garett thought of himself! You just gotta funnel all your life savings to us or we'll, like, totally destroy the city and everyone in it!"
She flew back to her team, which was astounded by what she was doing.
"So, like, toodles!"
Their own scene ended with only Garett finding it amusing in the slightest while the other three members of the team, including Blaster, who was near the hosts, dropped their jaws.
"See, now that's what happens if you don't let me compete," Blaster grumbled, but was ignored by the hosts.
They looked at the fear-o-meter, which was tallying a score for the team. Margaret had lost the will to care about the score at this point, watching as it only ended up showing a "twelve percent total fear" for her team. Calvin and Daniel immediately hung their heads in shame and regret for letting Margaret take control of things and toss the challenge out of the window like that.
"Well," Chris started, unsure of what just happened, "That was kind of embarrassing, don't you think? The Bots finally win a challenge, congrats."
"Aw, yeah!" Mitchell cheered while his team did similarly.
"We did it Mitch!" Celeste exclaimed, though her mech still had to be carried by Yves, who rolled her eyes yet again.
"Heck yeah, we did!" Buck added to the excitement, "Now that's a comeback story!"
Meanwhile, the Droids were wallowing in their loss, which Garett just happened to brush off like it was nothing. Margaret seemed exceptionally upset, but she couldn't help but smile about the whole thing. Blaster rejoined the group, noticing that Daniel and Calvin were very clearly not thrilled with what was happening with the whole deal.
"Margaret, what was that?" Daniel asked, "You totally blew the whole challenge, man."
"Agent Diablo," Calvin started, even he was irritated. "You were...off today. What was that about?"
"I'm just being my totally normal self!" she replied quickly, though she looked like she was having an incredible inner struggle. "Nothing off about me at all!"
"Uh, even I know that's fishy," Blaster mentioned. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong with her, just relax," Garett answered their concern, "Y'all are so crazy and invasive, let the girl be."
"I guess, but-" Daniel was quickly interrupted by Garett again.
"No buts, just leave her be. Unless, of course...you decide that we should eliminate her. She was pretty useless after all."
Margaret's eyes widened when she heard the sentence while the other three pondered it.
"You..."
"I what? I wouldn't continue if you know what's best for you."
Garett laughed as he and the other teammates started their way back to the dome, with Margaret trailing behind.
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"I know, I'm horrible," Garett excitedly said, "She never saw that coming, what a dunce, am I right? Another job well done by the best soul singer of this generation!"
"I hate him so much," Margaret said simply, crossing her arms.
"That wasn't like Margaret at all today," Daniel pondered, "But if she's gonna be like that from now on..."
"Agent Diablo really screwed us over today," Calvin noted, "I can't help but think that she's got to go."
"Why couldn't I be in the challenge?" Blaster continued to complain. "I could've done way better than that! This is so not fair."
Confessional End
The remaining five members of the Droids sat together in the landing room, with Garett humming a tune while he played his guitar. Margaret sat with her head sunk down so far that no one could even see her face. Daniel and Calvin sighed from the unfortunate loss, looking over to Margaret in wonder as to why she acted the way she acted. Blaster continued to pout as she looked at the hosts with disgust. The plate that Chris was holding only had four badges on it, and Dana had an evil little smirk on her face before delivering her piece.
"Droids, you've finally made it back to us!" she started, though the group was completely uninterested. "It's been a while, but I do suppose that we all end up back here sometime or another. As far as the rules, I'm sure you know, but either way...one of you has miserably failed today and the other contestants on your team have decided to cut you loose for it. Do you deserve it? Totally. We're gonna start calling names and handing out badges any second now, and when we do, know that you're safe for another day. The one of you that doesn't receive a badge will have to walk to the jet of shame to fly away from the island and never come back. Ever! The first badge goes to, of course, Blaster."
Blaster caught her badge, but clearly wasn't too thrilled about not being included, still.
"Whatever, this challenge was dumb anyways," she grumbled.
"Daniel..."
"Cool beans," he said as he caught his badge, though he was still really puzzled by Margaret's behavior.
"And Calvin."
Calvin caught his and saluted, per usual.
"Appreciated!" he shouted in response.
Only Garett and Margaret remained at the bottom of the group, the first of which was clearly not worried about elimination as he continued to nonchalantly play his guitar while the other didn't even look up from the group.
"Well, you two...one of you is going home tonight, and I must say, it's super expected at this point. I mean, what a catastrophe today. The last badge goes to-"
Dana's voice was cut off by three other people entering the room, two people looking like government officials and the third looking exactly like Garett.
"Hold it right there!" one of the officials shouted, gathering everyone's attention.
"Mr. Hearth, we have a warrant for your arrest!" the other added, shocking everyone.
"Say what now?" Garett asked, turning to see his doppelganger and go wide-eyed.
"Everyone, this may come as a shock, but this Garett you see next to you is an imposter! He kidnapped the real Garett Hearth and locked him in a basement only to be found by us! He was trapped for weeks."
"Wait a minute, I never did that!" Garett argued, clearly angry at this point.
"You're gonna be going to jail for a long time, buddy."
The other Garett was shaken, looking like he had seen a ghost.
"He stole my life, my fame, my fans...I can't imagine the horrible things he's done to my legacy," he shivered as he spoke.
The two officials grabbed Garett before he could run, and started towards the jet with him and the other Garett.
"Huh? What?" Dana was unsure of how to react while Chris laughed like a maniac.
"Oh, man!" Chris chuckled, "This is just too good!"
"I swear I didn't do that!" Garett pleaded. "I'm the real Garett!"
"Tell it to the slammer!" one of the officials shouted.
Margaret looked over at the jet with an evil smile on her face as the four boarded it. The shaken up "Garett" winked at her as it started to take off, bringing Garett away helplessly as the rest of the team watched in a mass confusion.
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"Let me make myself very clear here," Margaret started, a murderous look in her eyes, "I make the rules in all my deals, there are no catches. Ever. It's done and done when I say so. But not to worry, I'm sure Garett will have a great time with those three...they are some of my top men after all. Goodbye, soul singer."
Confessional End
Author Notes:
*Now how's that for an unsuspected twist of fate? Garett was bad to the bone, but this was also the perfect way for him to go. His overconfidence could only get him so far, anyway. Guess his mischief is over...for now.
*Votes: Margaret - Blaster, Daniel, Calvin, Garett; Garett - Margaret
*Placements: 14th - Theodore; 13th - Brittany; 12th - Valerie; 11th - Caleb; 10th - Larida; 9th - Garett