Sasha, Naomi, Natalya, and Brie sat in the kitchen.
"I really think teaming with Charlotte might be the worst experience I've ever had in my life." Natalya said, taking a sip of orange juice.
"Dude. I'm stuck with freaking Becky."
"That's a whole lot better than being stuck with Lana." Brie shrugged.
"No, you don't understand. She can't do anything right. At all. She sucks! I...I don't wanna say this...but I think I'd rather have Eva as a partner."
Naomi, Natalya and Brie gasped.
"You take that back right now Sasha!" Natalya said.
"Seriously, that was uncalled for." Naomi added, with a laugh.
"We've lost every challenge."
"There's only been two challenges." Natalya said. Just then, Becky entered the kitchen, unbeknownst to Sasha.
"And it's only gonna continue like this. I envy every other girl in this house, I would trade ANYONE for Becky."
Naomi, Natalya, and Brie all stood silently, awkwardly.
"She's right behind me, isn't she?" Sasha asked, slightly embarrassed.
"See you at the challenge." Becky said calmly, leaving the kitchen.
Confessional
Becky: Sasha hates to lose. And I hate to lose. And we've been losing since we got here, so things are a little tense between us right now. If we can at least have a solid showing at the challenge today, I think it'll go a long way in solving our teamwork and trust issues.
End Confessional
The superstars all met in the living room. Dean stood in front of the crowd of superstars, holding the cell phone.
"Guys you are never gonna guess what I just got." Dean said.
Half of the superstars laughed while the others rolled their eyes.
"Anybody wanna guess? Anyone?"
"A vase?" Bayley asked.
"No, wasn't a vase. That's a good guess."
"Jury duty?" Becky asked.
Dean shook his head no as Bayley raised her hand.
"Yes, you in the black shirt?"
"A potted plant?"
"Nah, not quite."
"Wait, I know...A copy of John Cena and Tha Trademarc's album?"
"Nope."
"Was it a-"
"Bayley, please stop encouraging this. Was it perhaps, a text message?" Kevin asked.
"Yes! Way to go Kevin! You're right! I just got a text...FROM THE MIZ! From The Miz! I just got a text, from our host, The Miz, and I got that text, on our Cricket Wireless Cell Phone...oh, and our Cricket Wireless Cell Phone, was so generously brought to us by our proud sponsor AT&T."
"READ THE FUCKING TEXT, DEAN!" Seth ordered, snapping.
"Ya know, for someone with a shot at winning $100,000,000...you sure haven't seemed very happy to be here."
"For someone who's been picked to read the text message, you haven't seemed to be reading the GOD DAMN TEXT MESSAGE!"
"Woah, woah, take it easy dickpic, I'll read the message."
Kevin Owens, Chris Jericho, and Sami Zayn restrained Seth from attacking Dean while the rest of the house laughed.
"It says, Superstars, toda...AYE! Ru-Ru, Lana, pay attention you two." Dean said, interrupting the two superstars making out on the couch.
"Okay, so Dean never gets to read the text again." Sasha said, looking at the clock.
"I'm sorry, for trying to make sure everyone's paying attention to this important text, from The Miz, on our AT&T Cricket Wireless Cell Phone."
"READ IT!" Rollins yelled, still being restrained.
"Can I get a please?"
"PLEASE. READ THE TEXT MESSAGE. SO I DON'T HAVE TO SHOVE MY FOOT, DOWN YOUR THROAT."
Dean smiled.
"My pleasure. It says...wait, I wonder if I could order a pizza on this thing." Dean said, looking at the phone inquiringly as the rest of the superstars groaned impatiently.
"Fuck the clue, let's go." Brock said, standing up and beginning to walk to the door. A few other superstars stood up to leave too.
"Alright, alright, alright. It says, 'Superstars, today, I hope you all crush it. Good luck. Your host, The Miz.'"
"THAT'S ALL IT SAYS!? WE WASTED ALL THIS TIME FOR THAT!?" Rollins yelled.
"That's all it says, man." Ambrose said, laughing and putting the phone down. Roman, Becky, and Bayley laughed too as the superstars walked outside to the challenge bus.
Confessional
Enzo: So The Miz's clue is...'I hope you all crush it."...hmm...if I had a JFK half dollar for every idea I have about what this challenge might possibly be, I couldn't give ya 50 cent and I ain't talking bout the rapper, how ya doin?
End Confessional
The bus arrived and took the superstars to a large field with boundary lines painted in the grass. There were 14 cars lined up on the far end of the field. In the middle of the field there was a large rectangular area marked off by 4 flags. Inside the large area, was an excavator. On the other end were two wooden logs sticking out of the ground with a third wooden log resting on top of them.
Confessional
Becky: So we get to the challenge, and we see the big construction truck and the cars and the wood, and I don't know if we're building an apartment complex, or making a highway or something, but this challenge isn't gonna be easy.
End Confessional
"Hello superstars! This challenge is called, Car Crusher! Here's how it's gonna work. Each team, is gonna start inside the trackhoe. For those of you that don't know what a trackhoe is, each team will start inside the excavator. If you don't know what an excavator is, it's the big ass construction truck with the big bucket on it in the field. If you don't know what the bucket is, it's the big scoopy thing on the front. Got that, Eva?"
The superstars laughed as Eva Marie flipped Miz off.
"There is one seat in the excavator, so you guys will be sitting in each other's laps. Brock, Roman, I'm interested to see how you guys will be working THAT out."
The girls laughed while the guys uncomfortably looked at their partners.
"One person will steer, one person will control the bucket. So you guys will have to make sure you can get along, and communicate. That'll be an issue for some of you...Anyway, When I blow the air horn, you're gonna pick one of those cars, and drag or push it to the crush zone, marked by those flags. Once you get to the crush zone, you're gonna crush the car into the ground. Once you deem it's low enough, you're going to push the car in between the logs, without knocking the logs over. You may not pick up the car at any time. If the machine crosses any of the boundary lines at any time during the challenge, your team WILL be disqualified. So stay inside the course, guys. The male team that does this the fastest will win one million dollars. Meanwhile, the female team who does this the fastest, will be SAFE from tonight's Jungle. The female team who gets last place will be SENT to the Jungle."
Confessional
Chris: This is like every kid's wet dream. Being able to destroy cars, and play with heavy machinery. This challenge is gonna be fun.
Natalya: This challenge is gonna be exhilarating! I feel like a little kid on Christmas right now!
Seth: What better way to take out the frustration of being stuck in the stupid ass house, on this stupid ass show, with my stupid ass partner, then to smash the shit out of some cars!?
End Confessional
"Enzo, Cass, since you two won the last challenge, you'll choose the order everyone goes in."
Enzo and Cass stepped to the side and were given some paper and pens. After a while, they returned and handed it their paper to the Miz.
"Alright, first up. Enzo and Cass."
The superstars all looked confused.
Confessional
Cass: It's a girl's elimination day, and it's a fun challenge. So we wanna get in there and smash those cars first. I can't wait.
Kevin: Enzo and Cass CHOOSE to go first?
Chris: Badaboom. Stupidest idiots in the room. How you doin'?
End Confessional
The two played Rock, Paper, Scissors to determine who got to smash the car before getting into the excavator.
"Enzo, Cass, are you ready? 3...2...1...GO!" The Miz yelled, into his megaphone.
The excavator started slowly moving to the cars, stopping and jerking repeatedly on the way there.
"They have no idea what they're doing." Brie said as they excavator kept slowly inching forward.
Confessional
Enzo: So I'm sitting in Big Cass's lap, keeping Carmella's seat warm how ya doin, and I'm trying to steer this thing, and it's controlled by joysticks, but it's a little harder than PlayStation if ya know what I mean. And all the guys down there laughing, when they get in here, they're gonna figure out that they ain't exactly Bob The Builder neither.
End Confessional
"Zo."
"What's up?"
"Just push the gas, and steer away from the boundary line."
"I don't wanna, ya know, lose control of this thing."
"It's just like driving a car."
Enzo held the gas and the excavator swerved hard towards the out of bounds line before Enzo slammed on the brakes, barely stopping it. The superstars laughed.
"Ya know what Zo, I'll shut up and wait till it's time to grab the car."
"Yeah I'd appreciate that." Enzo said, inching away from the out of bounds line and to the group of cars.
After about 2 minutes they finally got there.
"Alright which one ya want?"
"Go to the Shelby Cobra."
"Alright Cass, easy does it, just gently lower the-"
Enzo was cut off by the sound of Cass dropping the bucket on top of the car, smashing the middle of the Shelby Cobra Mustang. The contestants looked on excitedly.
"Alright that works too." Enzo shrugged, making a U turn as Cass held the car down with the bucket, keeping it in front of them.
"Alright Zo, back it up a bit, I'll lower the bucket, we'll push her to the smash zone, then-"
"THEN WE FLATTEN HER!"
"...Then I flatten her. I'M the one controlling the bucket, Zo."
"...thank you for destroying my dreams."
Enzo backed the excavator up, Cass lowered the bucket, and they began moving forward, slowly pushing the car.
Confessional
Kevin: So the options to move the cars are...A, push the car, take forever, and lose the challenge. B, pick up the car and get disqualified. Or C, pull the car, and move quickly, and win the challenge. Enzo and Cass chose A.
End Confessional
After FINALLY getting the car to the smash zone, Cass dropped the bucket on the car 3 times. Smashing the front, middle, and back of the car to the same level.
"That look good?" Cass asked.
"...meh, that'll do."
Enzo and Cass slowly pushed the car all the way to the logs. When they tried to push it in between the logs, the car bumped the top log and knocked it off.
"DAMMIT!" They yelled in unison as Miz blew the air horn.
Confessional
Roman: I just sat here, and watched them spend about 10 or 15 minutes, grabbing this car, crushing it, and pushing it to the logs, just for them to get disqualified. And I gotta admit, it was pretty funny.
End Confessional
"Alright, up next, Becky and Sasha!"
The two girls looked at each other in confusion before looking at Enzo and Cass who just shrugged in response.
Confessional
Sasha: Okay, I understand Naomi and Cameron putting us up first last challenge, but what the hell do Enzo and Cass have to gain by putting us up first?
Enzo: Meh, I figured it'd be funny to make em go first and see if they get disqualified again.
End Confessional
"Alright, do you want the bucket or the machine?...you know what, nevermind. I don't trust you with the machine, you control the bucket."
Becky rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." She said, waiting for Sasha to get into the excavator.
"What are you waiting for? Get in." Sasha asked.
"I thought you were gonna get in first, then I can sit in your lap so I can see the car as I smash it."
"Then I can't see while I'm driving it."
"I'll see for you and tell you where to go."
"Noooo no no, nope, uh-uh. You get in, I'll sit on your lap and look where I'm going myself, and I'll tell YOU how to smash the car."
"But the main point is making sure the car is smashed low enough to..."
"You guys just standing around or what!?" Miz called out to them, as they stood in front of the excavator.
"Becky, just get in the machine, let me do all the work, and when I tell you to drop the bucket, drop the bucket."
Becky sighed and got into the excavator, followed by Sasha.
"Alright girls, 3...2...1...CRUSH!"
Sasha confidently started driving towards the cars.
Confessional
Naomi: Miz blows the airhorn, and Sasha just takes off, no hesitation.
Dolph: So ole big mouthed Enzo Amore scoots inch by inch to the cars, and little old 4 foot tall, 90 pound, Sasha Banks, is controlling this machine like a bicycle. Go figure.
End Confessional
"You might wanna slow down?"
"Um...sorry, trying to win here." Sasha said sarcastically, hitting the brakes as they approached the cars.
"Left or right?"
"Left...a little more...stop. Drop it."
Becky dropped the bucket onto a white Toyota Camry.
"We got her." Sasha said, putting it into reverse and heading to the crush zone.
"Uh, we're going backwards. Maybe slow down a bit."
"There's mirrors for a reason Becky. I'm staying inside the course and I'm not running into anything."
Confessional
Brie: This morning, they couldn't stand each other, and now, they're dominating this challenge. What happened?
End Confessional
Sasha kept backing up, backing up until the car was slightly past the crush zone, which was now in front of them.
"Alright, it'll be so much easier if we flip the car, then we can crush it in one go and keep moving."
"Are we allowed?"
"What?"
"I don't think we're allowed to do that..."
"Why not? He never said that."
"...are you sure?"
"Look Miss Grabbed The Zip Line, you're the last one to accuse someone else of mishearing directions, now pick the car up."
"...Sasha, I really think he said we can't pi-"
"Time is ticking Becky!"
"Why are they just sitting there?" Sami asked, from the field, as the superstars watched, confused and unable to hear their conversation.
"...I just...I could've sworn he said it..." Becky said, reluctantly smashing the car's middle.
Sasha put it into reverse and backed up until the had the car hooked by the inside of the windshield.
"Alright, lift her, hurry, let's go!" Sasha said, rushing her.
Becky lifted the car into the air and the Miz blew the air horn.
"WHAT!?" Sasha yelled as she heard the superstars loudly laughing.
"OH MY GOD SASHA I TOLD YOU!" Becky yelled.
"FUCK!"
Sasha punched the control joystick in frustration.
"FUCK!" She screamed again, grabbing her now injured finger.
Confessional
Kevin: So the options to move the cars are...A, push the car, take forever, and lose the challenge. B, pick up the car and get disqualified. Or C, pull the car, and move quickly, and win the challenge. Becky and Sasha chose B.
Sasha: It was my fault. I told Becky to lift the car, so we could tap it one good time on the bottom, and keep moving. And now we're disqualified...AGAIN...AND I've probably just dislocated my own finger.
Becky: If you told me a week ago that by the third challenge, I'd already want to cry, I wouldn't have believed you.
Charlotte: Once again, Sasha and Becky can't work together.
End Confessional
Becky walked back to the field to rejoin the superstars. Sasha followed her, struggling to keep up with her.
"Bex, I'm sorry."
"Don't talk to me right now." Becky said, quietly, still walking away.
"But Becky!" Sasha said, turning her around.
"I said don't talk to me right now!" Becky said, slightly raising her voice. She turned around and walked to sit on the far end of the field by herself. Sasha sighed and began walking in the opposite direction, until she walked past the Women's Champion.
"You guys make a great team!" Charlotte said, sarcastically.
"My foot and your ass are gonna make a great team if you don't-"
"Woah, woah, woah, Sasha, let's go over here." Bayley said, leading Sasha away from Charlotte, who was standing, smiling provokingly.
"Charlotte, chill." Natalya muttered, elbowing her.
"Alright. Up next. Brock Lesnar, Roman Reigns."
The two juggernauts arrived at the excavator.
"So who's playing Santa?" Roman asked.
"You're playing Santa. I want a million dollars for Christmas this year." Brock said, as Roman sat in the excavator, followed by Brock.
"I got the bucket?"
"No you drive, I'll guide you."
"Don't let me crash into anything now."
Brock smiled.
"As much as I'd love for you to crash into something, I'm in here too."
Confessional
Alicia: I was not aware that Brock Lesnar could even FIT in someone's lap. Let alone sit in it.
End Confessional
"On your mark...get set...CRUSH!"
Roman drove at a moderate pace to the cars. They sat in silence, until Roman broke it.
"What's going on?"
"What?"
"You weren't saying anything. You're supposed to be looking out."
"If you're about to crash, I'll let you know."
"I'd just prefer you keep me posted, Uce."
"What does that mean?"
"...like, keep me updated on what's going on, I can't see."
"No, that word."
"Uce?"
"Yeah, the fuck does that mean?"
"It's a Samoan thing. It means like, bro, or buddy, or pal, or-"
"BRAKE!"
Roman slammed on the brakes as they arrived at the cars.
Brock dropped the bucket onto the brown Cadillac.
"Looks like they chose the caddy. Good taste." Miz said, squinting from the field.
"I got her." Brock smiled.
Roman put the excavator in reverse and started driving to the crush zone, dragging the car with them.
"Alright I need you to brake."
Roman hit the brake.
"Take it out of reverse and turn left until I tell you to brake again."
"Left?"
"Yeah we're busting a U-ie."
"Why are we busting a U-ie?" Roman asked, as he took the car out of reverse and began turning to the left.
"Because we can't drag the bitch through the logs, we have to-BRAKE!...we have to push it through the logs, we can't push it through if we're driving in reverse and dragging her. Reverse to the right."
Roman put the excavator in reverse and started turning right.
"Alright brake. Now take it out of reverse, and go hard left, we're right by the out of bounds line, like, there's no space to the right of us. Have the wheels turning to the left before you take your foot off the brake."
Roman turned the joystick all the way to the right and slowly took his foot of the brake. The excavator slowly, narrowly avoided the boundary line.
"Brake. Alright just turn the stick to the right until the wheels are straight and go forward."
"I can't see."
"I'll let you know when they're straight. Go ahead...a bit more. Alright go straight, go straight."
"That was so close." Miz noted, watching with the superstars from afar.
"Brake." Brock said, before dropping the bucket onto the car about 7 times. Almost smashing in into a pancake.
"Reverse for like 10 seconds, brake, then full steam ahead, let's win this."
Roman drove the excavator to the logs.
"Brake...okay, just gently move forward...keep going...keep going...brake. Reverse...brake."
Miz blew the airhorn as the contestants all stared at the flattened car, perfectly in between the logs.
Confessional
Apollo: Brock and Roman finished that easy, and made what would normally be a 15 to 20 minute task, and did it in 10 minutes, tops. That was impressive.
Roman: We put up a great time. Go ahead fellas, try and beat that.
Brock: I just sat in Roman Reigns' lap for 10 minutes. If I don't get a million dollars for it, someone's getting fucked up.
End Confessional
"Up next, Naomi and Cameron."
Naomi and Cameron went to the excavator.
"Alright, who's sitting where?" Naomi asked.
"Girl, you and I both know that booty's not fitting in my lap."
Naomi chuckled and rolled her eyes as she got into the excavator, followed by Cameron.
"3..2...1...CRUSH!"
Naomi began driving, with Cameron giving her directions.
"Hit the brake." Cameron said, as they arrived at the cars.
"Okay." Naomi said, complying.
"Which one do you want? They have a cute gold Altima, they have a purple Ford Fusion, there's..."
"Cameron this is a girl's elimination day, pick a car and smash it."
"Fine." Cameron said, dropping the bucket on the gold Altima.
After about another 5 minutes, they got it to the crush zone. Cameron took a few minutes crushing it, then they pushed it through the logs and Miz blew the air horn.
"Lovely job ladies. Up next, Kevin Owens, Sami Zayn."
Kevin and Sami made their way to the excavator.
"You're controlling the bucket, I'm sitting in your lap and driving." Kevin said.
"I don't know if my lap can handle all that weight."
"I've seen a few of your high school girlfriends. Trust me. Your lap can handle all that weight."
Sami and Kevin entered the excavator.
"3...2...1...GO!"
Kevin drove to the cars and stopped in front of a blue Lincoln Continental.
"Move the bucket to the left...now drop it."
Sami dropped the bucket and Kevin began attempting a U-Turn.
"Fuck."
"What?"
"I can't turn it."
"What?"
"I turn the joystick left it goes right, I turn it right it goes left."
"Then turn it left when you wanna go right and right when you wanna go left."
"It feels like the wheels are locking up."
"Get your foot off the brake."
"My foot's not on the brake."
"Then the wheels aren't locking up, just put it in reverse."
"How do I do that?"
"I don't know Kevin, I'm not a carpenter."
"Do I look like a carpenter to you? Don't answer that. Is this it?" Kevin asked, putting the excavator in reverse by accident.
"Push the gas and find out."
"...okay it is, so if I turn it left and left is right then in reverse, left should be left...but when you're driving a car and you put it in reverse you turn it left if you want the BACK of the car to go left so should I go right?"
"...I'm sorry was I supposed to catch all of that?"
"You're useless, alright, so if I turn left...it's working, it's working! Alright. So then I put it in drive...and turn left, which is actually right...I got it! I figured it out, I-"
The Miz blew the air horn as the excavator barely crossed the boundary line.
"OUT OF BOUNDS!" He yelled through his megaphone.
"FUCK! I was just getting good at this! Sami why didn't you say anything!?"
"I can't see, Kevin...that was the point of you sitting in my lap. You wanted to be the one that was able to see."
"Whatever."
Confessional
Kevin: I'm sure a 13 year old kid with no life that sits in his room and plays Xbox all day would be GREAT at this. I'm not Xavier Woods. I'm not Sasha Banks. I don't play video games. I'm sorry that I have a life. And a job. And I'm a grown ass man.
End Confessional
"Next up, Lana, Brie Bella."
Lana and Brie walked over to the excavator.
"Alright, you control the bucket, I'll sit in your lap and drive. We're not gonna win, so we might as well just take our time and not get DQ'd."
"What kind of talk is that? You Americans are so quick to accept defeat."
"I'm sorry that I'd rather survive the challenge than screw it up. Becky and Sasha DQ'd. As long as we just finish the challenge, we won't be in last place."
"Ugh fine."
Confessional
Chris: So Brie and Lana start doing the challenge, and it's taking forever. And when I say forever, I mean foreeeeeeever.
Colin: Watching them do this challenge is the equivalent to going the movies to watch Fresh Paint Dries On Wall 2: The Beige Room.
Charlotte: So I'm watching them go, and it seems like they aren't even TRYING to go quickly...then I realize, they aren't! They don't need to! All they have to do is not be as stupid as Sasha and Becky, and they're safe.
End Confessional
Sasha looked on worriedly, hoping another female team would get disqualified while Becky still sat alone, away from everyone and everything else, facing the opposite way of the superstars and the challenge.
"She looks sad, I should go over there." Bayley whispered to Summer.
"Who?"
"Bex."
"Who cares about her?"
"She's my friend."
"We have a challenge to focus on and I'll-where are you going?"
"I'll be right back!" Bayley said, running over to her.
Brie and Lana were still completing the U-Turn with the red Challenger they selected.
"Becky, are you okay?...Becky?...Becky!"
"Bayley?" Becky responded, without even turning around to her.
"Yes?"
"I'm over here because I want to be alone right now. Please go away." She said, calmly, trying not to hurt Bayley's feelings.
"Okay, I'm sorry." Bayley said, re-joining the superstars.
Brie and Lana were still in mid-challenge.
Confessional
Dean: I think Brie and Lana should get points for manipulating time and space and making this 25 minutes feel like 3 days.
End Confessional
Finally, Brie and Lana finished the challenge, and Miz blew the air horn.
"Thank god! AJ Styles, Chris Jericho, PLEASE make this quick."
They approached the excavator.
"Get in, I'm driving." Jericho said, as AJ jumped in.
"Alright both of you guys in there?...Okay, 3...2...1...CRUSH!"
Jericho easily drove to the car and stopped in front on a black Nissan Sentra.
"Drop it."
AJ dropped the bucket. Chris put it in reverse and began doing the U-Turn before taking it to the crush zone.
"Outwards...more...drop it...again...again...again...alright, let me reverse a little biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit, there. Drop it four times...2...3...4...alright let me reverse agaiiiiiiiin, four more...2...3...4..., easy." Jericho smiled, backing up and then pushing the car forward.
Miz blew the air horn once they got it through the logs.
Confessional
Ziggler: Jericho and Styles made that look easy as hell...they might've put up a better time than Brock and Roman.
Roman: No, not again, we're not getting second place again.
Brock: I'm only gonna say it one more time. I just sat in Roman Reigns' lap for 10 minutes. If I don't get a million dollars for it, someone's getting fucked up.
End Confessional
"Next up, Emma and Alicia!"
Confessional
Kevin: You know how you have those cousins that you kinda forget exist? Like, you don't forget they exist, but you don't think about them often, because they're irrelevant. That's Alicia and Emma.
End Confessional
"I'll drive, you look out for me and control the bucket." Emma said, getting into the excavator, followed by Alicia.
"3...2...1...GO!"
Emma started driving to the cars, quickly.
She flew down the course.
"BRAKE BRAKE BRAKE BRAKE!" Alicia yelled, as Emma hit the brake, barely stopping them from crashing onto the cars.
"That's was close." Miz said.
Alicia dropped the bucket on a car and Emma began the u-turn, before pushing it to the crush zone.
Alicia smashed the car with three high drops and Emma pushed it between the logs. Miz blew the air horn.
"I swear, that was the fastest girls' time yet! Up next. Seth, and Deano."
"Get in, I'm driving." Seth said.
"I wanted to smash the car anyway." Dean shrugged, entering the excavator as Seth followed him.
"Alright guys...3...2...1...GO!"
Seth started slowly driving to the cars.
"Uh...Seth."
"What!?" Seth barked, already annoyed.
"Uh...nothing."
"No, what is it?"
"Why're we going so slow?"
"...you just worry about your bucket."
They sat in silence for a bit, until Dean broke it.
"What are we in a school zone or something?"
"Shut up, Dean."
"No really, I can't see. Why so slow, we got a flat?"
"Shut up, Dean."
"We in the drive-thru or something? Let me get 2 McDoubles, a large fry, some nuggets-"
"Shut up, Dean!" Seth said, speeding up.
"Oh, so now you're Dale Jr.?"
Seth turned back to look at Dean.
"SHUT UP DEAN! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING! YOU SIT THERE, AND YOU WORRY ABOUT YOUR STUPID PIECE OF SHIT BUCKET! AND I'LL WORRY AB-" Seth was cut off by the sound of the excavator crashing into the cars.
Miz blew the airhorn as Seth Rollins slammed on the brakes.
"Out of bounds!"
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Seth yelled, grabbing Dean by his collar.
Crew members ran over to the excavator. Dean opened the door and pushed Seth out of it. His body made a loud thud as he landed hard on the ground. The crew separated them before anything could escalate.
Confessional
Seth: Dean thinks everything is a joke, and he just cost us the challenge.
Dean: Seth can't take a joke, and it cost us the challenge.
Sasha: I know Becky and I are bad off, but at least we're not physically trying to fight each other...not yet anyways.
End Confessional
"SETH! SETH!" Miz yelled, as the crew struggled to restrain Seth.
"He's fine, it's just that time of the month." Dean said, sitting down next to Roman and Brock.
The crew members took Seth away from the rest of the superstars to calm down. He was on the one end of the field with crew members, Becky was on the other end, still facing away from everyone, and everyone else was in the middle.
"We're running out of timeout corners." Dolph said. Some of the superstars laughed.
"Okay, next up, Bayley and Summer."
The girls walked to the excavator.
"We're using the Brie and Lana approach." Summer said.
"Cool. As long as I get to smash the car." Bayley smiled, excitedly.
"Fine, whatever."
Bayley ran and jumped into the excavator.
Confessional
Sasha: All of these cowards are scared to get DQ'd! And if this keeps up, we're going to be in the jungle.
End Confessional
After 20 minutes, it was Rusev and Ziggler's turn.
"Alright. RuRu, Ziggler, you're up next."
"He won't let me smash the car!" Ziggler said.
"If I don't smash car. I don't do challenge." Rusev shrugged.
The rest of the superstars (except the still isolated Becky and Seth) laughed.
"I mean, you guys technically can quit. It's not a guys elimination day, there's no repercussions for losing."
"Last chance." Ziggler said to Rusev, refusing to give in.
"We forfeit." Rusev shrugged.
Dolph rolled his eyes.
"Up next. Charlotte and Natalya."
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Sasha: If there's anyone in this house I can count on to have worse chemistry than me and Becky, it's Charlotte and Nattie.
Natalya: This challenge might be the easiest win ever. I've got an ace up my sleeve.
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"Okay look Charlotte. You sit in my lap and control the bucket. I'll drive. As long as you keep me inside of the course, we'll win."
"Why are you so sure?"
"You'll see." Natalya said, smiling as she climbed into the excavator. Charlotte reluctantly followed.
"Alright blondies...3...2...1...GO!"
Natalya started driving to the cars.
"Start slowing down...okay stop."
Charlotte dropped the bucket onto a green Kia Rio.
Natalya put the excavator in reverse and drove.
"Tell me before we get to the crush zone?"
"Don't you mean after?"
"If I meant after, I would've said after."
Charlotte rolled her eyes.
"We're almost there."
Natalya hit the brake.
"Pin her down, really hard." Natalya said.
"Okay." Charlotte said, pressing the car into the ground as hard as she could.
"Like seriously."
"Okay."
"Like Sting pinning Jeff at Victory Road hard."
"Okay I get it."
"Pull it in, too."
Charlotte pulled it closer to the excavator.
The superstars all watched in amazement and Miz smiled as the wheels stood still while the top part of the excavator rotated 180 degrees, facing the other way, placing the car into the crush zone.
"IT FUCKING ROTATES!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" Kevin yelled as Charlotte crushed the car.
"We made a u-ie for nothing." Brock said.
Charlotte and Natalya pushed the car between the logs and Miz blew the air horn.
"Best time of ANYONE today, regardless of gender. Great job girls."
"Nattie, how did you know how to do that?" Charlotte asked.
"Dad did a little carpentry here and there."
"Okay, last guys team. Apollo Crews, and Tyler Breeze!"
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Apollo: We won our very first challenge, so for this one, we're trying to come out of the gate strong and win it too.
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"I'll look out and control the bucket, you drive." Apollo said, getting into the excavator. Tyler followed him in.
"3...2...1...GO!"
Tyler pressed hard on the gas and the excavator took off, heading diagonally to the left.
"WOAH! BRO! BRAKE! BRAKE!" Apollo yelled. Tyler hit the brake as Miz blew the air horn.
"OUT OF BOUNDS!"
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Charlotte: Tyler and Apollo took sucking at this challenge to a new level, they got disqualified in less than 20 seconds.
Apollo: Tyler lost control of the machine, and we got DQ'd.
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"Okay, FINALLY, the last team to go. Eva and Carmella."
"I'll drive and watch, you get the bucket." Carmella said, as they got inside.
"Alright 3...2...1...CRUSH!"
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Carmella: We don't know how to rotate the top of the excavator, so we might as well take our time, and not get DQ'd.
Dolph: If you combined Carmella and Eva's time, with Summer and Bayley's time, and Lana and Brie's time. That's 1 whole hour. Just between the three of them.
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Miz blew the air horn as Eva and Carmella finally finished.
Eva, Carmella, Seth, and Becky rejoined the other superstars as they stood in front of the Miz.
"Well that was definitely an interesting challenge. Seth, feeling any better?" The Miz asked, with his trademark antagonistic smile.
"Fuck off." Seth said.
"Wow. Okay, Becky, feeling any better?"
"What he said." Becky said solemnly. The rest of the superstars besides Sasha laughed.
"Anyway. Today's last place team is obvious. Becky and Sasha were the only female team to get disqualified, and they will be competing in tonight's jungle."
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Sasha: I messed up. I made a mistake. And now we're paying for it.
Becky: Sasha and I are a great team. We have been in the past. If she could just trust me a bit more, and we could come together as a team, no one in the house could stop us.
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"There were two male teams that did great. Roman Reigns and Brock Lesnar, and Chris Jericho and AJ Styles. But there could only be one winner. The team that won...finally, Brock and Roman!"
"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT UCE!" Brock yelled, hugging and lifting Roman into the air. The superstars laughed.
"NO! BROCK! DON'T SUPLEX HIM!" Kevin yelled. The superstars laughed even harder.
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Roman: Finally getting a win is a huge relief.
Brock: That's the first win of many more to come.
Apollo: Roman and Brock are both fast, they're both super strong, and they're getting along. They're going to be a problem. A big problem.
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"Now, our female winners were obvious. Emma and Alicia, Naomi and Cameron, you did good. But there was only one team in the house that new what they were doing, and that team was the team of Natalya and Charlotte!"
"WOOOO!" Charlotte yelled.
"What are you wooing for? You didn't do anything. I'M the one who rotated it."
"Don't be so selfish Nattie, we're a team!"
Natalya rolled her eyes in disbelief as the superstars laughed.
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Natalya: Apparently, every win is thanks to Charlotte, and every loss is never her fault.
Charlotte: Regardless of how we won, the point is, we've won two challenges in a row.
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"Congrats, girls! You are safe from the next jungle! The challenge buses are here to take you back to the house, tomorrow, you will vote a female team to compete in the jungle, against Becky Lynch and Sasha Banks. Have fun!"
The bus took the competitors back to the house.
Sasha waved Becky over to the pool area. Becky reluctantly followed.
"What?" Becky asked, sitting down.
"Okay. I fucked up, and we're in the jungle, s-"
"I know that."
"Let me finish! I fucked up, and we're in the jungle. So we need to get a weak team in."
"Okay, well tell Charlotte and Nattie that."
"Alright brb." Sasha said, going into the house to find them.
She saw them with everyone in the kitchen.
"Nattie, Charlotte, come here." She said, leading them to the pool.
"What's up?" Natalya asked.
"Okay, we're in the jungle. We helped make sure you guys didn't face a strong team, so we need you guys to do the same for us."
"Um. If my memory serves me correct. You didn't." Charlotte said.
"What?" Becky and Sasha said, in unison.
"Charlotte's right guys, you really didn't." Natalya said.
"We totally did! You would've went against us!"
"Sasha you guys just tried to save your own asses by throwing Nikki and Paige in, who were the third best team in the house." Charlotte pointed out.
Sasha looked Charlotte, before looking at Natalya.
"She's right?" Natalya shrugged.
"Well...can you guys maybe help us out as a favor?" Becky smiled.
Charlotte lowered her eyebrows, while Natalya remained straight-faced.
"Why would we do that?" They said, in unison.
"Because we did you the favor last time!" Sasha protested.
"It wasn't a favor!" Charlotte shouted back.
"Then we'll owe you one." Becky said.
"Owe them one!? We alread-" Sasha was interrupted by Becky's hand covering her mouth.
"Nattie, conference." Charlotte said, walking away.
"Conference?" Sasha asked.
"We'll be right back." Natalya said, following her partner.
"Conference? What are they conferencing about?" Sasha asked.
"I don't know."
"We already did them a favor by getting everyone to vote in Nik-"
"I know, I know." Becky said, grabbing Sasha's hand like she was a child.
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Charlotte: Last time the girls were up for elimination, Becky and Sasha used our situation to their advantage to get their two strongest threats into the jungle at the same time. Now, we can do the same to them, and get Emma and Alicia in against them.
Natalya: Emma and Alicia have been flying under the radar and doing better than every team except us. It's a win-win. Becky and Sasha win? We don't have to worry about Emma and Alicia. Emma and Alica win, we don't have to worry about Sasha and Becky possibly getting on the same page and becoming a strong team.
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Natalya returned alone.
"Where's Charlotte?" Becky asked.
"...we decided, we're not gonna vote a weak team in."
"Ok...that's cool I guess." Becky shrugged. Sasha said nothing. Silently fuming.
"It's nothing personal, guys. We're just playing the game."
"Nothing personal my ass." Sasha said, getting up, angrily walking past Natalya, towards the house.
"Sasha!" Natalya called out behind her.
Sasha flipped her off as she walked into the house.
"Becky, you understand right?"
"Yeah, sure." Becky said quietly, walking past Natalya as well.
"Becky, not you too!"
"I understand that you guys are just playing the game. I just thought the game wasn't stronger than our friendship."
Natalya sighed as Becky walked into the house.
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Sasha: Charlotte and Natalya just made a huge mistake. The Boss doesn't forgive. And she damn sure doesn't forget.
Charlotte: This is a GAME, okay? We're trying to win. If Becky and Sasha wanna take that personally? It doesn't bother me. It's not like we were the best of friends before this anyway.
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Sasha and Becky walked into the pink room. The only people that slept there besides Sasha were Naomi and Alicia, who were both sitting on their beds.
"So instead of voting in a weaker team, like we did for them, Charlotte and Nattie are voting in a strong team."
"What strong teams are even left in the house?" Naomi asked.
"Hmm. Well let's think. There's...Emma and Alicia..." Becky began.
"Emma and Alicia!?" Alicia repeated.
"...Naomi and Cameron..."
"Wait, so you're telling me Charlotte and Natalya are voting one of us in?" Naomi asked.
"All we're saying is, they told me and Sasha they're voting a strong team in. That kinda limits their options."
"So what do we do?" Alicia said, eager to avoid elimination.
"Just vote a weak team in, maybe Eva and Carmella?" Sasha shrugged.
"I'll go tell Cameron."
"I'll tell Alicia."
"Apollo, Tyler, nice to see you guys!" Charlotte said, joining them in the dining room.
"Hey!" Apollo responded. Tyler ignored her.
"Man, that challenge was really something today."
"I know! I wish we didn't get DQ'd so soon. I had a good feeling about it."
"Yeah, at least it wasn't a guys elimination!"
"That's true."
"Speaking of eliminations, who are you guys voting for?"
"I don't know yet."
"I think most people are leaning towards Emma and Alicia. You guys should vote them in just to be safe."
"Okay, sure." Apollo smiled. Looking at Charlotte as if he was being hypnotized. Tyler just sat with a look of annoyance.
"Hey, I gotta go. It was nice talking to you."
"You too!" Apollo called out as Charlotte walked away.
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Apollo: You know, the more I talk to Charlotte, the more I kinda feel like she might like me back a bit.
Tyler: ...*sigh*...poor, poor Apollo Crews.
Charlotte: I'm getting Apollo and my roommates to vote with us, and Nattie's gathering all the weak female teams and getting THEIR votes. This is a game. And we have no interest in losing.
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"I'm glad you guys could see things our way." Natalya smiled, leaving the room. Eva, Carmella, Brie, and Lana left too. Summer started to follow them.
"Summer, wait." Bayley said, still sitting.
"What?"
"Okay so, Nattie says we should vote in Emma and Alicia...do you think Sash and Bex would be cool with that?"
"...who cares?"
"But they're my friends."
Summer rolled her eyes.
"Oh my god...friends this, friends that, you need to be less focused on friends and more focused on...WAIT! Charlotte's your friend, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well think about it this way. CHARLOTTE, would love for you to vote in Emma and Alicia." Summer said, walking away, satisfied with herself.
Bayley thought for a second before going to find Becky and Sasha.
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Dean: While the girls are running around politicking, flirting for votes and backstabbing each other. We figured we'd have a good old fashioned guys night out...except we can't go anywhere...guys night in.
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Dean, Roman, Brock, AJ, Sami, Dolph, Tyler, Enzo, Cass and Rusev stood near the pool with knives and beers as Apollo floated in the pool, watching them.
"Alright guys, on your mark, get set..."
"WAIT!" Dean said, running back towards the house.
Dean stuck his head in.
"Yo K.O., Seth, Chris, we're having a shotgun contest outside, 1st place gets to do their finisher on whoever gets last place into the pool, you in?"
The three looked at each other.
Chris shrugged and stood up. Kevin did too.
"Where are you going?" Seth asked.
"Free beer." Kevin shrugged.
"You in or what?" Dean asked, as the two Canadian wrestlers walked past him.
"I wouldn't drink with you and Roman if we were in the Sahara Desert."
"Sounds to me like you're too pussy and scared to lose."
"YA KNOW WHAT..." Seth began standing up.
"What?" Dean said, preparing himself for a fight.
"I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOU DEAN! I'M GONNA TEACH YOU A LESSON! GIMMIE A BEER!" Seth yelled.
Dean smiled as Seth followed him back out to the pool.
"Alright guys. On your mark...get set...GO!" Apollo yelled.
The guys all stabbed the side or bottom's of their beers and began chugging.
"Done!" Brock yelled. Spiking his beer can into the ground.
"Fuck." Roman smiled, finishing right after him.
Enzo finished his, followed by Cass.
"Done!" Rusev and Kevin said in unison.
Sami and Chris then spiked their beers at the same time.
AJ spiked his.
Finally, Seth and Dean spiked their cans at the same time.
"Who gets it Apollo?" Brock asked, eagerly.
"I dunno...I think it was Dean..."
Apollo swam out of the way as Brock viciously F-5'd Dean into the pool.
The guys laughed as the water splashed everywhere.
"No wait...it was Seth."
"No no no! You already said it wa-" Seth was interrupted by Brock lifting him in the air and F-5ing him into the pool too.
The guys laughed even harder.
"Dude, what if Chris won?" Kevin pointed out.
"Someone would've been knocked out and drowned." Brock shrugged as the guys laughed again.
Meanwhile, Bayley entered her room to find Becky, alone, sleeping.
"Becky!"
Becky slowly woke up.
"Bayley it's midnight. What are you doing?...wait, where are Roman and Dean?"
"Uh..they're outside with the rest of the guys."
Becky put the cover over her head.
"I..." Bayley began, before trailing off.
Becky removed the cover and looked at Bayley, through squinted tired eyes.
"I...never mind, I'll ask Sasha." Bayley said, leaving.
As Becky went back to sleep, Bayley headed to the pink room and stuck her head inside.
"Sasha, can you come here real quick."
Sasha looked slightly annoyed, but got out of bed and walked into the hallway, closing the door.
"Um...let's go to my room."
"Why can't we talk here?"
"Alicia's in there." Bayley whispered
Sasha looked confused as she followed Bayley to their room.
"Alright what?" Sasha said, as Becky woke up again.
"Charlotte and Nattie want us to vote for Emma and Alicia to go against you guys, and I just wanted to know if you guys were cool with that."
"No, we're not."
"Oh wow...I'm glad I talked to you guys about it then."
"Just vote Eva and Carmella, Bayley."
"I...I don't think I can..."
"Yes you can. Goodnight Bayley." Sasha said, starting to leave.
"No...I don't think Summer will let me."
Sasha sighed.
"And...I know you guys aren't on good terms right now, but Charlotte is still my friend too." Bayley said, nervously.
"Charlotte is a manipulative liar who uses everyone around her for her own benefit." Becky said, still half asleep.
"Vote in Carmella and Eva. Good night." Sasha yawned, leaving.
"But I...Becky...Becky are you still up?"
"Unfortunately."
"What if Summer doesn't let me vote for them?"
"You guys are a team. You have to agree on a vote. Night."
"...good night Bex." Bayley said, sadly.
The Miz met the superstars in the living room the next day.
"Okay superstars, you have 20 minutes to decide who is going into the jungle tomorrow to face Sasha and Becky. Each team gets one vote, you can vote for anyone except yesterday's challenge winners, Natalya and Charlotte. I'll be back in 20 minutes."
As The Miz left, Sasha immediately stood in his place.
"May I have the floor, guys?"
Everyone just shrugged.
"Okay. Here's why I think we should vote Eva and Carmella into the jungle."
"Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!" Enzo and Cass said in unison.
"You two shut up, you putting us up first is the whole reason we're even in the jungle."
Enzo and Cass started laughing. Becky face palmed, realizing that this wasn't going to end well.
"Ya hear that, Cass? WE'RE the reason they're in the jungle? Cass you didn't tell me you had telekinesis!"
"Alright, ya got me. I've been studying telekinesis for about a year now. I'm the one who lifted the car in the air, not Sasha."
"Screw you guys! You're not funny!"
"We aren't getting mad, are we, Sasha?" Charlotte asked, with a smile.
Sasha head snapped and turned to Charlotte. Before she could say anything, Becky stood up.
"Okay look guys, Sasha's obviously just passionate, about our wonderful point, as to why you should vote Eva and Carmella. I can take it from here Sash." Becky said with a fake smile. The look on her eyes was almost demanding Sasha to sit down and stop talking.
Sasha rolled her eyes and sat back down as Becky stood in front of the superstars.
"What did we ever do to you?" Carmella asked.
"Nothing. We don't want you in because we don't like you. We just think we can beat you guys."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah. You guys haven't proved yourself. Everyone here thinks you're weak. This is your chance to show the house that you're not just another team floating in the background."
"And what exactly have you guys proved?" Eva asked.
"Nothing. It's a win-win situation. We both get to prove our worth. Voting in a stronger team like, say, Emma and Alicia, wouldn't do anything but make it easier for Charlotte and Natalya to win."
"That's a good point." Summer mumbled.
Charlotte and Natalya both turned to her, confused.
"Our vote is obviously for Eva and Carmella." Becky said, sitting back down.
"We second that." Roman said.
"Dude!" Cass said.
Roman and Brock shrugged.
"Third." Naomi added.
"Fourth." Emma said.
"Fifth." Jericho shrugged.
"WHAT!?" Charlotte yelled. Confused, because her roommates Kevin, Chris, and Seth all agreed to vote for Emma and Alicia.
"So we're not voting for...alright. 6th." Kevin said.
"Seventh." Seth shrugged.
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Chris: When you see a bandwagon forming. You hop on it.
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"Eight I guess." Summer Rae shrugged.
"That's majority! I'll go get Miz!" Sasha yelled, jumping up and running out of the room.
"Kevin! Chris! Seth! You said you'd vote with us!" Charlotte yelled, in the direction of her roommates.
"I was gonna vote with you, Charlotte!" Apollo said.
"Not now, Apollo." She said, waving him off.
Sasha and The Miz returned.
"Okay, so apparently we have a consensus."
"Yes. We decided to vote in Eva and Carmella." Sasha said.
"Alright. In tomorrow night's jungle, it'll be Eva and Carmella, versus Becky and Sasha. See you guys then."
The superstars started leaving. Sasha, Enzo, Cass, Carmela, Bayley, Charlotte, and Natalya lingered around afterwards.
"You just wait. Carmella and Eva are sending you guys packing." Enzo said.
Sasha laughed.
"What's funny?" Carmella asked.
"It's just funny how your boyfriend made us go first and now we're about to send you home." Sasha said, laughing and leaving.
"Don't worry, you got this. Let's start training babe." Cass said.
Carmella, Cass, and Enzo left.
"Charlotte, I'm really really sorry." Bayley said.
"What?"
"I know you wanted Emma and Alicia in. But...Becky and Sasha are my friends too, and I couldn-"
"It's fine Bayley." Charlotte said, hugging her.
"Really?"
"Yeah. You just owe me one. Next time, vote with us."
"Okay."
Charlotte smiled and patted Bayley on the back.
The next night, the bus took the superstars to the jungle.
As the superstars stood on the bridge, The Miz stood in a dirt circle with nothing but four football uniforms and two pairs of belts that were connected by a small cord.
"Yes girls, it's about to get physical."
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Becky: This looks like it won't require much teamwork. Just brute strength. And that's definitely in our favor.
Carmella: This one isn't going to be pretty. Becky and Sasha asked for us. Now it's time to give 'em what they asked for.
Eva: Ewwwwwwww, we're gonna get dirty and muddy.
Sasha: If we can't beat freaking Eva Marie and Carmella, we deserve to go home.
End Confessional
"Hello superstars, welcome back to the jungle! I need the team that got last place today, Becky Lynch, and Sasha Banks!"
Becky and Sasha made their way down to the field.
"Three DQ's in a row...what's going on?"
"We don't like each other."
"We don't likey chudder." Sasha said, mocking Becky's accent.
Becky turned to her, annoyed.
"Calm down, I'm just messing with you!" Sasha said with a smile, punching Becky in the arm.
Becky chuckled and rolled her eyes.
"Well you guys better not let that stop you, because you're going against the team that was voted into tonight's jungle, Eva Marie, and Carmella!"
Eva and Carmella came down to the field.
"Okay girls, you got voted in. What happened?"
"We haven't proved ourselves yet. So we're about to do just that."
"THIS, is gonna be a good one. Tonight, you'll be playing Blast Off. It's simple. You'll put on these belts and LITERALLY be attached at the hip. You'll also put on the football shoulders pads, jerseys, and helmets. Both teams will start in the middle of the circle. When I blow the horn, you have to tackle the other team out of the circle. First team to tackle the other team out 3 times, wins."
"That's it?" Sasha laughed.
"That's it."
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Sasha: This challenge is unfair to them.
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The girls got suited up and got in the middle of the circle.
"Alright...3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
Becky and Sasha easily tackled Eva and Carmella out of the circle. Miz blew the airhorn again.
"Don't worry Car! Come back strong!" Cass yelled out, from the bridge.
The girls got up and got back in the middle of the circle.
"Alright, round 2! 3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
Becky and Sasha easily tackled Eva and Carmella out of the circle again. Miz blew the airhorn again.
"2-0!"
"Come on Mella!"
The girls went back to their starting positions.
"Round 3. Eva, Carmella, you gotta get this one. 3...2...1..." Miz blew the airhorn.
Becky and Sasha easily tackled Eva and Carmella out of the circle again. Miz blew the airhorn again.
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Sasha: No, I wasn't just being cocky. That was seriously unfair to them.
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The Superstars (besides Enzo and Cass) clapped for Becky and Sasha. Charlotte rolled her eyes, sarcastically clapping.
"Wow. You guys didn't come to fuck around. Becky, Sasha, you two are safe. You may re-join your fellow superstars."
Becky and Sasha hugged and triumphantly made their way back up to the bridge.
"Eva, Carmella. This ends your time here in Mexico."
The superstars clapped and a few waved goodbye as Eva and Carmella walked into the distance, with crew members following them, carrying their suitcases.
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Carmella: This sucks. The worst part is, I know if I had a better partner, I would've had a solid shot at winning.
Eva: Becky and Sasha thought they could beat us because we suck...well it looks like they were right.
Colin: It hurts seeing Carmella go home, but I don't hold anything against Sasha and Becky. They're just playing game.
End Confessional
"Nice job out there, girls." Cass said.
"Thanks." Sasha smiled, confidently.
"Girls, congratulations! You'll all be here for another 6 days!"
The girls all clapped.
"Guys, congratulations! MOST of you will be here for another 6 days!"
The superstars laughed.
"Okay DUDES, if you win tomorrow's challenge. I won't send you home. LADIES, if you win tomorrow, I'll give you a million dollars. Rest up superstars, you'll need it."
The superstars got into the challenge buses and rode back to the house.
A/N: This episode is really long because the challenge was kinda complicated to explain. Future episodes should be more around Chapter 3's length.
NEXT EPISODE: Guys elimination challenge. The superstars play Hammock Crawl. The guys were able to get along last night, but how will that change when THEY'RE the ones facing elimination? See ya next episode.