BFDIA 9: Return of the Host

A phone rings nearby Firey. Firey realizes it was his phone ringing and picks it up.

Firey: Uh... Hello?

Man's voice: Excuse me, but I'm looking for the host of BFDIA.

Firey: That's me. Why are you calling me?

Man's voice: I request that you to reinvestigate Teardrop's elimination.

Firey: Wait wait wait, what? How would you know something's wrong with Teardrop's elimination?

Man's voice: What Pen said.

A flashback cuts to Pen complaining about Teardrop's elimination.

OOO

Pen: Voting can be complicated sometimes. Did anybody expect Teardrop to be gone?

The contestants were all talking at once, stating their opinion on how Teardrop' elimination was unexpected.

OOO

The scene later cuts back to present time.

Firey: (Nervously) Uh... I see, unfortunately, we're not allowed to investigate eliminations without proper authorization and your not a proper authority, Uh... so bye!

Firey hangs up the phone, only for it to ring a few seconds later.

Firey: Hello?

Woman's voice: Is this the host of BFDIA?

Firey: Yes, what do you want?

Woman's voice: Well I found some evidence that Teardrop's elimination might be—

Firey: Sorry, but we can't do that. Goodbye. (Hangs up again)

2 minutes later...

Firey's phone start to lash out with hundreds of emails. All telling about Teardrop's elimination.

Firey's phone later rings with a familiar name written on top of the screen.

Firey: For the last time, we can't investigate—

Man: Hey, listen to me!

Firey: Wait, are you... THE Adam from Inanimate Insanity?

Adam: I am. Now listen, I just got word out there that Teardrop's elimination might be—

Firey: What? Rigged?

Adam: Um, yeah. I was actually about to say that.

Firey: Can you please mail me proof of how the elimination is rigged?

Adam: Yes I can. I have it all in my computer. Now I'll just... (Adam clicks and drags the evidence to the e-mail website) Ugh...

Firey: Something wrong?

Adam: Uhhh... the Internet's kinda slow, so it may take a while to upload.

Firey: Well then tell it to hurry!

Adam: O-Okay. Bye. (Hangs up)

OOO

Theme song! Battle for Dream Island Again!

OOO

Firey: Let's do Cake at Stake.

Gelatin: Wha... Now? Why?

Firey: We'll get to it in a minute. We have something very important to announce.

Cake at Stake's Introduction: Cake at Stake! Cake at Stake! Everybody wants a cake! Want a cake! Who'll be safe? Who'll be out? We'll find out at Cake at Stake!

Firey: We have a total of 15,294 votes, which is the most ever!

The Television shows the amount of likes.

Ice Cube: 1,512

Gelatin: 1,089

Book: 1,047

Ruby: 949

Black Hole: 867

Fries: 404

Ice Cube: Wow!

Ice Cube spins the Prize Wheel with her leg. The wheel lands on "A pair of headphones".

Ice Cube: (sigh) What a useless prize.

Fries: Okay okay okay, just get to the elimination! Also, WHAT is the cake for today?

Firey: (speaking quickly) It's... dang it, I forgot! Let's just play pretend.

Firey: (continues to speak quickly) Okay, first of all, Ice Cube, Ruby, and Black Hole are safe with 687, 935, and 1449 dislikes respectively.

Pieces of imaginary cake are flung to the contestants called out. It splat right on Ice Cube's and Ruby's faces, while Black Hole sucks it up.

A spotlight shows up on Book, Gelatin, and Fries. They all give nervous looks.

Firey: Book, you got 1,786 votes, so you're safe.

The nonexistent slice of cake splats on Book.

Firey: Now it's down to Gelatin and Fries. Fries, you're previously in the bottom three four times in a row, all because of your grumpy, bossy, and forceful attitude, so I doubt you'll be surviving this one.

Fries: Why would everyone would vote me just for that? And besides, Ice Cube is too slow to speak!

Firey: Well... you know what? I agree with you for once. (Ice Cube becomes sad) But Gelatin, even though very little viewers usually voted you for your idiotic and insane behavior, one line that you said last time, may be the straw that broke their camels' back for Ice Cube's fans.

Flashback cuts to what Gelatin said in the previous episode.

OOO

Gelatin: Yeah, I've gotta side with Fries on this one, Ice Cube. You really need to speak up more.

OOO

Firey: And the results are...

Two bars start to elevate on below Fries' and Gelatin's icon, both characters give out worried looks. Eventually, the results are given, which is...

Firey: And with just 11 votes more than Gelatin, Fries, you're eliminated with a record amount of votes.

The last slice of "cake" splats onto Gelatin's face.

Fries: What? This is unfair! I demand a recount! UGHHHH! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, ICE CUBE!

Ice Cube: Revenge! (The Laser Powered Teleportation Devices teleports Fries to the Tower Rave of Losers Luxuries.)

Golf Ball: By my calculations, with Fries' votes being 100.0048% of Gelatin's votes, I can say it's the closest voting in object show history!

Tennis Ball: (off-screen) You think anyone cares?

Fries: 2,290

Gelatin: 2,279

Book: 1,786

Black Hole: 1,449

Ruby: 935

Ice Cube: 687

Scene cuts to Team No-Name sitting on the foot of Yoyle Mountain.

Tennis Ball: Golf Ball, I'm sorry but, We must break our promise for not switching.

Golf Ball: What? But, Tennis Ball, you're my platonic—

Tennis Ball: Partner? More like dictator! You've been a bossy bot for more than 3 years, and I just can't stand you anymore. Right, Rocky?

Rocky: (angry) Mmhmm!

Golf Ball: Wait no, no, NO! Tennis Ball please!

Tennis Ball: Sorry, Golf Ball, but we're going to FreeSmart.

Golf Ball: Please, NO! I promise I can...

Tennis Ball and Rocky walk away without turning back.

Golf Ball: ...change, for once...

Golf Ball rushes to Firey, knowing his entire team is gone.

Firey: Ugh, what's taking him so long?

Golf Ball: Hey Firey, can I talk to you for a sec?

Firey: What?

Golf Ball: My entire team has gone to FreeSmart! Is there a rule that no individuals are allowed?

Firey: Let's see... nope. There isn't. Do you think any team will let you in?

Golf Ball: Of course not!

Firey: Welp, guess you're on your own then.

Golf Ball: WHAT! But this isn't fair!

Firey: But isn't it just as unfair that you always boss us around like a tyrant?

Golf Ball left her mouth open, trying to say something, but was left speechless at what she heard from Firey.

Firey: Uh huh. That's what I thought. Sorry Golf Ball, but sometimes you're gonna have to deal with being alone. (Walks away)

Golf Ball: (tearing up) (sigh) Now I'm all alone...

Scene cuts back to the stadium. Ruby spins the comtest wheel and it lands on "Make some music".

Firey: Okay guys, we're going to—

Suddenly, Firey's phone received an email along with a call. It was Adam. The contestants waited for Firey's call to finish.

Firey: Hi Adam! Is the evidence ready?

Adam: Yes, now go do your job before challenge starts!

Firey: Alright! (Hangs up) Uh, Guys, remember when I said I have something important to announce?

Silence.

Ruby: (To Firey) Uh yes, I do. (To everyone else, who's staring at her) Uh, guys, What's wrong?

Firey: Everyone, we're doing something no other object show has ever done before... (flashback plays from I.I. 6) except Lightbulb from Inanimate Insanity. And it may sound controversial to the entire object show community.

Pen: Which is? See I'm filling for Eraser here.

Firey: It's. An. Emergency Rejoin.

All contestants gasp at shock.

Pen: Uh, is it because I said Teardrop was unexpectedly eliminated?

Firey: Yes, Thanks to your big fat lips, our show has been receiving extreme backlash. So for backlash avoidance, she's rejoining the show, even if there's no one voting for her to rejoin in the first place.

Pen: Hey! Be nice.

Firey: Whatever. TV, give your report.

TV: (Using a TTS Speech, showing various images about the report.) As you may know, numerous reports have been given out that one user told all their followers to dislike Teardrop's video. Our community was pretty small at the time, so it was swept under the rug, until Pen accidentally addressed the issue. We can't actually show you the evidence of how it was rigged, due to the user's name being present, to avoid backlash.

Pen: But can you just edit them out?

Firey: Well, one of our props broke during production, and we have to sell our image editing software for compensation.

Pen: Ugh, budget cuts.

Soon after, Teardrop falls into the ground face first near the others.

Firey: Teardrop, you're rejoining with the W.O.A.H. Bunch, which does not count as a switch. However, there's already two members that switched, so let's go to the Talent Studio! Also for everyone on TROLL, you're coming as well.

TROLL contestants: Yeaaah!

French Narrator: 2 hours later...

The contestants are at the studio, with multiple recommended characters as well as the Inanimate Insanity and Brawl (and Battle) of the Objects cast as the audience. They cheer at Firey.

Firey: Thank you! Thank you! Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to YOYLE CITY'S GOT THE MUSIC!

A screen saying: "Yoyle City's Got The MUSIC!" shows up behind Firey.

Firey: Today, we're going to show the talents of our lovely contestants with two guest judges. First up, MePhone4 from Inanimate Insanity!

The audience cheers at MePhone.

MePhone4: Hi guys, what's up?

MePhone4's hand: Hello!

MePhone4: (chuckle) Still trying to get used to it.

Firey: And the other guest judge is... Wait where is he?

A UFO drops right at the roof of the studio, leaving a hole in there.

Announcer: Hey guys, I'm back. And also, I've got good news.

BFDIA Contestants and Firey: (happy) It's the ANNOUNCER!

Announcer: Aw. You missed me, don't you? Anyways, we captured Leafy and found Dream Island.

Scene cuts to Leafy trapped in a cage in Evil Forest.

Leafy: LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!

Scene cuts back to the studio.

Firey: Wait who's Leaf—

Announcer: Shush.

Pen is about to say something but was interrupted.

Announcer: Why did I capture Leafy, even if I sold Dream Island to her, you ask? It's because I had to admit that the money that I got was fake, so while Leafy wasn't looking, we secretly set a trap that would teleport Dream Island back to where it used to be, and put Leafy in a cage.

Pen: Hey, I was about to say that!

Yellow Face: Hey! You owe me something! (Receives $39.95 from Pen.)

Pen: Aw, Seriously? Also, don't you know your ads are getting old lately?

Yellow Face: For $49.95 in REAL money, I'll give you my answer.

Pen: (Saddened) Fantastic.

Firey: Okay, we three will judge your team with a score from 0 to 10. Each of you will have to perform a song that impresses us. Here are your preparation rooms. (Shows three doors in the corridor, each labeled with the teams' names.) Lyrics are NOT required, but plagiarism is ABSOLUTELY NOT allowed. The team with the lowest score will be up for elimination. As for team with the highest score, The viewers would vote on who will win the prize. Golf Ball, since you're the only individual in Team No-Name, you will be given a laptop. (Gives Golf Ball a laptop)

Golf Ball: Thanks.

Announcer: Oh yeah, and another thing, limbless and armless contestants may be XQZ'd, except Golf Ball, but they still need to help in some way or another. Go.

OOO FreeSmart OOO

Ruby: Okay guys! What songs are running in your head?

Tennis Ball: We do, but how are we supposed to execute it? I mean, according to my calculations, an average studio needs at least $1,593 to start a professional set.

Ruby: I still have my debit card, and it has exactly $1,593 inside!

Tennis Ball: Oh yeah, I forgot.

Ice Cube: Here's the headphones I got as a prize.

Ruby: Thanks!

OOO Golf Ball OOO

Golf Ball's is tweaking presets on the VST in her DAW that she specifically programmed herself.

Golf Ball: Ugh, who knows that making music is so difficult?

(Static)

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(Static)

OOO W.O.A.H. Bunch OOO

The team is currently making the recording set. Pen is seen holding a heavy microphone.

Pen: Hey Teardrop, can you lend me a hand with this speaker?

Teardrop is then seen pushing a piano.

Pen: Oh yeah, I forgot. You're the silent type. Uh, Needle can you lend a hand?

Needle is seen moving the electric drum kit.

Needle: Sorry Pen, but I need to move this drum kit.

Pen: But I don't think I can hold this much longer!

Needle: (Strains in thought for a brief moment.) Okay Pen, hang in there!

Needle rushes to Pen, carrying the speaker and puts it aside.

Pen: Thanks, Needy— I mean, Needle! (Gets slapped by Needle)

Needle: Don't call me Needy!

Pin: Guys, Let's test the set, one at a time!

All members of the team, one by one, played their instruments, with Pin on the piano, Pen at the drum set, with TV and Teardrop on lead and bass synths, respectively. Each sounded horrible.

Pin: Aaah! Cut! Cut!

They stopped playing the instruments.

Pin: They don't sound any good! (Sigh) We'll never win this competition.

Yellow Face: How about buying the Song Splitter?

Pin: What, that's crazy!

Pen: You don't know that's gonna to lead us to having a bunch of lawyers show up in our home base, okay?

Pin: I agree! Real and popular music is done by hard and original work, not being a copycat, Yellow Face!

Needle: Yeah!

Bomby: Me too!

Yellow Face: (frown) Did you just say I am a cat? For just—

Gelatin: Shut up! (Freezes Yellow Face with freeze juice)

OOO Golf Ball OOO

Golf Ball is seen dragging the notes to the correct position.

Golf Ball: Okay, what does this sound like? (Plays a pattern back, revealing to be a piano sequence.)

Golf Ball: Perfect! But what does it sound like altogether?

Golf Ball plays the entire track, and it sounded horrible.

Golf Ball: What? How come—(She checks the mixer, reveal in that she put zero effects into any of the instruments) (sigh) This may take a while.

Firey: Teams! 30 minutes left!

OOO W.O.A.H. Bunch OOO

Pen: Guys, we haven't started! What should we do?

Everyone else on the team: uhhhhh...

Pin: Just work quicker! Here's the melody! (Gives a sheet music to TV and Teardrop) Here's the drum sequence! (Gives a sheet music to Pen) Here's the lyrics! (Gives a lyric sheet to Needle)

Pen: And what do you do, manage the team?

Pin: No, I'll play the piano!

Pen: Wha- (in deep thought: this is not the Pin I used to know...) Okay.

Teardrop starts sweating from all the stress, knowing that the song is hard to perform. TV doesn't seem so at all.

OOO FreeSmart OOO

Ruby: Okay guys, everything's almost finished! Now we just need the keyboard sound... thingies... uh, what's the word?

Tennis Ball: Presets? Done that.

Ruby: Uh yes, didn't expect you to be so quick.

OOO Golf Ball OOO

Golf Ball: Alright, it's done! Now what does it sound? (Golf Ball replays the entire song, sounding perfect for her performance) Perfect, good mixing, completely original genre, this is gonna be perfect to win!

Scene transitions to a time card.

French narrator: 25 minutes later...

Announcer: Boop. Time's up. Let's see what you got. First up is Team No-Name, or should I say, Golf Ball, a.k.a., the Bossy Bot.

Golf Ball comes out to the stage, with a determined smile in her face. The audience boos at Golf Ball. Golf Ball's expression remains unchanged.

Eraser: Boo! You stink!

Blocky: Yeah! Bossy Bot!

Firey: Oh yeah, Golf Ball, I forgot, you're also provided with the DJ set.

Golf Ball: Well, that's convenient. (Golf Ball plugs the laptop into the DJ set and performs a DJ mix of her song, using only her two bare feet.)

(Cue song: Parousia by xi)

When the song ends, most of the audience, amazed, cheers for Golf Ball, and for some, they still jeer at her.

Snowball: Golf Ball, You think anyone cares?

Boombox (from BOTO): This is even worse than Pizza's singing!

Pizza (from BOTO): Hey!

David: Aw, seriously?

Knife (from I.I.): I think I'm gonna be sick! (Throws up at Marshmallow's face, who is also on I.I.)

Taco (from I.I.): FAT CAKES!

Pickle (from I.I.): Hey, since when did you get here?

Taco, forgetting that everyone in I.I. hates her, runs off and escapes the studio.

MePhone4: This is a genre I've never heard of before! What is this?

Golf Ball: I call it, Artcore.

MePhone4: Amazing! I'll give it a 10!

MePhone4's hand: Thank you!

Donut: (off-screen) Please tell me you did not just do that!

Firey: Even though personally I hate you, this song, I love it. So 8.

Announcer: I feel like you broke my voi' bok'. (A brief pause) Look' like you did. Now I can't 'ay the e' (A/N: He meant "S") 'ound. I'd 'ay 4.

(Team No-name: 22/30)

MePhone4: Next up, is W.O.A.H. Bunch.

Announcer: Oh yeah, 'ince Yellow Face and Bomby are limble', they are Ek' Q'd.

(The team played their instruments, with Needle singing a cut version of "虚空の夢" by ak+q feat. Sennzai)

Needle: (singing in Japanese, with subtitles on screen)

(One song later)

The audience cheers.

Shelly (from BOTO): Wow! That's beautiful!

Baguette (from BOTO): Exceptionnel!

Bubble: (sigh) It's not as fun as having the alliance being gone.

Flower: Well, you're not the only one sad.

MePhone4: Well, it sounds beautiful! I'll give it a 10!

Announcer: Me too. Though I'm curiou' to what it mean'.

Firey: 9. I don't understand the meaning, and it matters to me, but good song anyway.

(W.O.A.H. Bunch 29/30)

Pen: (mutters) In your face, Golf Ball!

Firey: And last but not the least, we have FreeSmart! With Black Hole being excused.

The team performs the song L by Ice, in which each of them playing a synthesizer, and Gelatin playing the electric drums.

The audience cheers for one final time. Except...

Pillow: That's odd. Why do I feel something's wrong?

Firey: Odd, I think I have heard this style before. I'm giving it a—

Pillow, with Yellow Face's Song Splitter, rushes to the Microphone shouting,

Pillow: 0! AND ALSO, STOP CHEERING EVERYONE!

The audience looked confused and had their eyes on Pillow's aggressive and strange behavior.

Firey: Hey, get off!

Pillow: I'm not getting off!

MePhone4: Who the heck are you? And what do you want with us?

Pillow: What I want? A report! A lawsuit!

Announcer: Now now, calm down. Ju't tell me what' going on.

Pillow: (takes a few deep breaths, then calms down) Okay. According to my research, there has been numerous instances that FreeSmart is committing... (The camera closes up intensely to Pillow.) PLAGIARISM. (Camera goes back to the original shot.) Please hear this. (plays back two tracks on the Song Splitter, one from a Team No-Name/Golf Ball and one from FreeSmart, both playing the same melody.) Now if I were to reverse one of the tracks' polarity... (She then exports both tracks into .wav files, then put them into AudioCity, and then reverse the polarity on one track, revealing a very quiet hum in the process)

The audience gasped in shock, and then murmurs in confusion.

David: Aw, seriously?

OJ (From I.I.): Yeah, seriously? It could be the other way around!

Nickel: (sarcastically) Well, that's convenient.

Pepper (From I.I.): Salt, let's side with Pillow.

Salt (From I.I.): No, let's side with OJ!

Pepper: Pillow!

Salt: OJ!

Pepper: Pillow!

Salt: OJ!

Firey: D'oh, the audience is split in opinions! TV, do you have any evidence?

TV: (Gives a thumbs up picture)

Firey: Well then show it!

TV: (Let's a siren sound go off while displaying the text: "Processing evidence..." They were so loud that the audience stops murmuring and look at him. He continues to speak in a TTS voice:) It seems we split the community. Now I show the truth to who's right or wrong... or both at the same time.

TV displays a footage revealing Tennis Ball, revealing that he bought a Song Splitter from Yellow Face and hacked Golf Ball's laptop while she is not looking.

And it looks as if the sound of the source changes, so does what the Splitter outputs. He then reveals some videos of TB and GB a year before BFDI began. Golf Ball is shown teaching Tennis Ball what effects are used if a sound looks to be modified.

TV: Now you know the truth.

A brief pause occurs, then the Audience boos and throws food at FreeSmart.

Controlly (from BOTO): (throws a box full of garbage to Tennis Ball) This what you get, copycat!

Pepper: HA! See, Salt!

OJ: I may be wrong, but can't this get any worse?

MePhone4: To be honest with you FreeSmart, what you did is even worse than what Balloon always did back there.

Balloon (off-screen): HEY! (Realizes he wasn't the worst) Oh wait, THANK YOU!

Firey: Tennis Ball, do you realize that you clearly have zero morality of what you just did? You are a disgrace, embarrassment and a big "wrong" finger to the entire music industry! And honestly, this is even worse than Golf Ball's bossiness!

Announcer: (Looks at what seems to be additional data Pillow provided to the judges.) Mmhmm, yeah, uh huh, Free'mart, for having a total of 12 track' plagiari'ed from 'cratch, you're automatically up for elimination.

Gelatin: Eat this! Announcer thing! (Throws Ice Cube right at Announcer,

shattering her, which unintentionally fixed his voice box.)

(FreeSmart: 0/30)

Announcer: Also, Yellow Face, for selling an item deemed to be having a high liability risk, and since you and Bomby didn't do anything to help for the team, to make things fair, your team lost 25% of the points, which if you were not to be caught, you guys would've won, but the point reduction is just enough to drop you to second place.

MePhone4: Because of that, Golf Ball wins the prize for the next episode... even though she doesn't actually deserve it. Judge her accordingly.

(W.O.A.H. Bunch 21.75/30)

Ruby: No wonder! Tennis Ball, how could YOU?!

Tennis Ball stayed silent, with a disgusted, cold look on his face. Ruby, extremely furious with tears on her eyes, grabbed Tennis Ball and pinned him into a nearby wall.

Ruby: (shouting) WHY?!

Just then, Golf Ball stood behind Ruby.

Golf Ball: It's me, isn't it, TB?

Tennis Ball: (pushes Ruby away) Why so?

Golf Ball: (walks towards Tennis Ball, with a bitter face) I tried to gave you a chance, without any threats or any insincerity, but you wouldn't listen. And now you want me to win.

Tennis Ball: Well yeah, what's the problem with that?

Golf Ball: (She speaks midway through Tennis Ball's sentence) But only because you wanted to manipulate me and then let me win a prize, then make your team lose, process repeats, until I would end up like Puffball. I guess this is how you would react to someone with regrets. Goodbye. (Mutters quietly) You clumsy TB. (Walks away)

Tennis Ball: You know what, I-I don't care about this anymore! Do you realize that you're doing this only for yourself?

Rocky: (comes up to TB) Uhh... TB?

Golf Ball: Look TB, it's not like—

Tennis Ball: I'm not even your partner, you know why? Because I feel like a slave TO YOU!

Rocky: TB!

Golf Ball: TB, wait this is just a mis—

Tennis Ball: And you're nothing more than A...a... Agh! Forget it!

Rocky: TB Stop!

Golf Ball: What is it! Say it right to my face! Just, JUST! (She lets a sigh out, glaring at Tennis Ball) If you really hate me that much ALL THIS TIME, why don't you JUST LET IT ALL OUT!?

Rocky: BULLEH! (barfs angrily at TB, but doesn't seem to care.)

Tennis Ball, in a fit of uncontrollable rage that he held for more than three years, says, "YOU'RE A—" followed by numerous words deemed to be so inappropriate and hurtful towards the younger audience, that bleeps were heard and every mouth movement Tennis Ball throws at Golf Ball are replaced with a censor bar. Dramatic music plays at this time being. Some camera shots appear to the older RCs, who are covering the younger ones' ears. Eventually, as he ends his sentence with "—BOZO-BRAINED BOSSY BOT!" Another bleep was heard, even though his mouth isn't moving.

Tennis Ball: WHO DID THAT?!

MePhone4: (holding a device while pressing it, letting a bleep go off. As he releases the button, the bleep stops. Everyone looks at him.) What? Think of the children!

OJ: Welp, guess I was wrong.

As tears start to fill Golf Ball's eyes, the words "Bozo-brained bossy bot" keep echoing in Golf Ball's head. A flashback shows a montage of a young Golf Ball, with many other characters mocking at her, calling her a bozo, loser, bossy bot, or any words relating to it. It eventually changes to a flashback at a Science Museum.

OOO

Young Golf Ball: I present to you my strength potion! It will give you strength, coordination, and everything to make you UNSTOPPABLE! Here's Leafy, my trusty ol' test subject!

The young scientist, makes Leafy drink the potion, and soon, it turns her from a green leaf, to a red corrupted leaf called "Evil Leafy". Most of the town, terrified of the beast she inadvertently created, ran away, while some chased Golf Ball.

Unknown Shadow: Hey, come back here, Bozo!

The young Golf Ball went down the stairs trying to hide, but all the spots have been taken by the townspeople. Eventually, it led her to the lowest floor. She saw a line of vases, desperately trying to hide, she did anyways. In the end, all but one of the townspeople are confused to where he is. As for the one who did know where she is, he grabbed a spiky bat and starts smashing the vase.

Unknown Shadow: Where are you, bozo? You need punishment. You can't hide forever, bozo!

The vase is then shattered, and Golf Ball is later hit with many strikes of the bat as they laugh in mockery, giving her "dimples", those townspeople later spit on her and walk away with smirks on their faces, laughing. This is where the flashback ends.

OOO

Golf Ball: (Tearing up, with anger in her eyes) Fine. But I hope you take that back one day.

Tennis Ball: Well then, then... WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO ROLL DOWN THE YOYLE MOUNTAIN, HUH, YOU (bleep)?!

Golf Ball, speechless to what her former "platonic" partner had just said, could no longer hold her tears back. She began sobbing, while looking at her peers, thinking there are some people who bullied her in the past are inside the studio. Not long after, she bawled waterfalls, and ran away to the exit.

Firey: GB? GB!

The contestants and the judges began to chase her to the exit, only for it to fail.

Announcer: Tennis Ball. (Scene cuts to a close up to Tennis Ball's cold face, and then comes back to Announcer) You've really done it this time. Guys, let's go back. There's no use.

Tennis Ball: Oh come on, she was being sappy and tried to manipulate the voters.

Pen: I don't think she's playing pretend, TB.

Tennis Ball: Well what do you know, you (bleep)—?

Firey: That's enough! Do what that cuboid robot thingie says!

The contestants did what they're told. Meanwhile, the audience had their jaws opened wide to what Tennis Ball had just said to Golf Ball.

Firey: I know. You are shocked beyond belief at what you just saw, and we're terribly sorry. We can't go like this, therefore we have to end this show early. That's all folks at Yoyle City's Got the Music. Thank you. Also, TROLL contestants, you're going back to TROLL. Everyone else, please leave immediately.

The audience including the TROLL contestants leave, complaining about the outcome of the show.

Bubble: And I thought TB was nice!

Fanny: I hate Bossy Bot Golf Ball, but I hate Vengeful Tennis Ball even more!

Cloudy: Yeah, he's dizgusting!

Paper (from I.I.): He's like GB times 1000!

Lightbulb (from I.I.): Heck yeah, he's a (bleep).

A background, armless CRT monitor: Well, I don't mind both, so (bleep) off, you (bleep) and (bleep).

Laser Powered Teleportation Devices then teleport all the eliminated contestants back to TROLL as they exited the building.

French Narrator: 2 hours later...

Back at the home base...

Firey: Welcome back to the home base, Guys. So uh... yeah, FreeSmart, you are being total copycats, so you're up for elimination. Also you all may have realized that Golf Ball is still missing, so we're sending a rescue team to find her.

Gelatin: How can you tell?

Firey then shows them an HPRC, punches the name "Golf Ball", presses enter, and it outputs "ERROR! CAN'T RECOVER GOLF BALL, GOLF BALL STILL ALIVE"

Gelatin: Oh yeah, I see.

Firey: Viewers, after we found out the like/dislike system can be abused, we're no longer using it. So we sold it mid-production. However, prizes are still on the corner! So, we'll give the reasons why the bottom 2 or 3 are voted the most, just in case it draws suspicion. Also, we made a website for you to vote for a contestant, just in case someone misspells their name, and to avoid any spoilers.

Nick Le (Off-screen): I'm highly offended!

Firey: So Yeah! Vote for any of the 7 contestants you want to be eliminated!

And one last thing, for the next episode, two people will be eliminated! So vote now!

WHICH TWO WILL YOU CHOOSE?

Black Hole

Book

Gelatin

Ice Cube

Rocky

Ruby

Tennis Ball

OOO

At the top of Yoyle Mountain, Golf Ball is seen at the top with a stereo nearby.

Golf Ball: (To herself) Well I guess I should do this. This is what he wants, right?

She then leaves a letter near her and plays the stereo as she rolls down the mountain, with minutes ticking to her death. The song's lyrics are presented in an anime OP/EP fashion.

(Cue: ロリンガール by ヲワカ)

Stereo:

ロリンガールの成れの果て

届かない 夢見て

騒ぐ頭の中を

掻き回して 掻き回して

「問題ない」と呟いた

言葉は失われた(?)

もう失敗 もう失敗

間違い探しに終われば、

また、回るの!

もう一回 もう一回

「私は今日も転がります。」と、

少女は言う 少女は言う

言葉に意味を奏でながら!

「もう良いかい?」「まだですよ、

まだまだ先は見えないので… 息を止めるの、今。」

もう一回 もう一回

「私は今日も転がります。」と、

少女は言う 少女は言う

無口に意味を重ねながら!

「もう良いかい? もう良いよ、

そろそろ君も疲れたろう、ね。」

息を止めるの、今

(A/N: Let's imagine the end credits roll at this point)

Scene cuts to the home base where the contestants are sleeping. Gelatin then wakes up from his bed and walks to the HPRC.

Gelatin: Well, I think it's time to recover Golf Ball, just in case. (Types "Golf Ball" into the HPRC, only to met with an new error that read "ERROR! CAN'T RECOVER GOLF BALL RECOVERY DATA NOT FOUND".) Uhhh... guys, I think she's dead forever.

Firey: Shut it, Gelatin. Get some shut-eye.

Gelatin: But—

Firey: No buts. Get to sleep.

Gelatin: Fine.

END