"I'd never thought we'd be the last girls left on Total Drama Action!" Beth exclaimed in amazement.
"I know, right?" Destiny agreed as the duo, along with Lara and Lacey, laid in their beds. "But it's kinda sad our buds are gone. I miss them...even Heather a bit."
"That's how these competitions go," Lacey pointed out. "Eventually, your buddies are gonna get canned. Even the ones you love will leave."
"Speaking of love..." Lara teased.
"Don't go there. I've already said I'm not moving onto Duncan. He has a girlfriend. A cruddy one, but a girlfriend nonetheless."
"Love is one of the most powerful forces there is," Destiny sighed. "I mean, I've got Greggy, Beth has Brady, and soon Paulie will hook up with his prince."
"You mean Ethan?" Beth wondered. "For real? They like each other?"
"It's so obvious, it's painful," Lacey commented.
"They'll make their move soon," Lara informed them. "I just know it!" In the guys' trailer, Paul was busy tightening a piece of metal together. "What are you working on?" Ethan wondered.
"Leave me alone," Paul grumbled.
"Paul, I know how you're feeling."
"No, you don't! Now leave me alone!"
"Fine. I'll give you your space."
"Why don't you go to bed already? It's late."
"Sorry. With all this excitement about the finale, I'm not sure how anyone will get to sleep." A spray can dropped down from the sky and released some purple gas. "You had to...had to ask," Paul slurred before he and Ethan were conked out.
"You boys say something?" Beth wondered. Another spray can dropped down, knocking the girls out. Later, Beth woke up and found herself and Destiny tied to a mast. "Destiny!" she cried out. "Destiny!"
"Let me rest, Dad," Destiny mumbled as she stirred awake. "Huh?"
"Destiny! I think we've been shanghaied!" The camera zoomed out to show the girls on a boat set. Destiny strained to free herself. "It's tight but not painful," she noted.
"Wait," Beth told her, "I have a plan. It's going to help make sure one of us wins five million dollars!"
"Sounds good, but that one of us winning is gonna be me!"
"We could work together, like teamsies."
"Teamsies?"
"Reach over to untie me, then I'll undo yours."
"Great idea, except I don't know the first thing about knots. Maybe if my pal Rose was here, then maybe..."
"You can at least try."
"Avast!" a voice shouted, making the two girls freeze up. Three shadows covered the girls. "Pirates!" Destiny gasped.
"Nope," Lacey; now wearing a light-blue tank top, torn dark-blue leggings, a skull bandana, hoop earrings and an eyepatch; replied. "Just me, Ethan and Lara."
Confessional: Lacey
"Remind me again how I got suckered into dressing up. Oh, right; Lara. Well, at least it's not some ritzy dress or something. Plus, she gave me this." She pulled out a cutlass. "The girl's a little ball of energy but she's alright."
End Confessional
Lara, now cosplaying as Angelica from Pirates of the Carribean, slashed the ropes binding Beth and Destiny with a cutlass. "Thanks, Ra-Ra," Destiny breathed out.
"Breakfast, anyone?" Chef asked as he wheeled in a covered tray.
"Gee, what's today's delicious special?" Lacey sarcastically replied. "Roast lab rat? Snot-ghetti with booger balls?"
"Uh, girls?" Ethan gasped once the tray's lid was removed. "You better look at this." On the tray was a delicious meal of steaks, pineapple and other treats. "Is that food?!" Destiny wondered in disbelief.
"Fresh fruit to ward off scurvy," Chef told them, "Hot pancakes to prevent, uh, lice or whatever, all prepared according to my highest personal standards."
Confessional: Beth
"Chef in a good mood? That's like Heather saying she's sorry! You have to take advantage of it while it's happening."
End Confessional
Beth, Destiny, Lara and Lacey were busy stuffing their faces with the food. "Excuse me, Chef?" Ethan asked him. "Would you mind if I take some of this to Paul?" Chef just nodded in agreement. "Thank you, sir!" Ethan grabbed a few muffins and ran off. "Those two have it bad for each other," Chef commented once Ethan was out of earshot.
"I know, right?" Destiny muffled between bites. "I'm surprised they haven't locked lips yet." Suddenly, Chris, in his pirate garb, propelled himself on top of the table. "Yar, mateys!" he announced in a bad pirate accent. "Me parrot Chris Junior Junior Junior and I want to congratulate ye landlubbers for making it to the Final Two, and as ye can probably tell, today be...Space Zombies Movie Day!" Everyone else gave him skeptical stares. "It's actually Pirate Movie Day," Chris corrected, "And you're on deck for a swashbuckling obstacle course, followed by a treasure hunt through the entire season's challenges." He leaned in towards Beth and Destiny. "And if you want to claim your five million dollar booty, you might wanna rethink that 'all-for-one, one-for-all' approach."
Confessional: Beth
"Somebody has to win, right? I guess it might as well be me. To be nice, I could share the prize money with Lindsay or with Brady, my totally real boyfriend! He already likes me heaps, but five million dollars never hurt a girl's attractiveness."
Confessional: Destiny
"Sorry, Beth, but that prize money is gonna be all mine! I've worked hard to get here and I'm not backing down anytime soon. Prepare yourself 'cause I'm coming in hot!"
End Confessionals
Chris passed two boxes of cotton swabs to Destiny and Beth. "Obstacle number one," he explained, "Swab the poop deck." Sasquatchanakwa and the bear went into the restrooms. The girls gagged as they heard a lot of farting in the restrooms before the creatures left. "Obstacle number two," Chris continued, "Pun intended. Grab a flag, shimmy up the greased mast and fly your Jolly Roger. And finally, a cannonball! The target is the monster-chomped movie set. Ready, set, and...go!" He fired a pistol into the air, and Beth and Destiny rushed towards the restrooms. The two girls quickly had to take a breath of fresh air outside due to the foul stench. "My nostrils are burning!" Beth moaned before the two reentered the restrooms.
"I get it," Chris told Chef, "The food's laced with laxatives, right? Nice!"
"Nope," Chef replied, "Just going out in style."
"Going out? What do you mean?"
"That's the last meal I'm ever gonna serve on this two-bit show. I got me a gig chef'ing on a swanky cruise ship, so you can kiss my behind goodbye."
"Yeah, yeah, and I got a job hosting the Oscars. Very funny." Chef just slapped his paintbrush on Chris's head, covering him in grease. "Who's laughing?" Chef sternly asked.
"For once, he makes a point," Lacey agreed. "Once this season ends, me and Lara are quitting. And there's nothing that you can say to convince us otherwise."
"Very funny, you two," Chris chuckled. Lacey and Lara just pointed their cutlasses at his chest. "Does it look like we're joking?" Lacey warned him. Back at the restrooms, Destiny poked her head out. "I'm totally gonna puke!" Beth moaned from the other restroom.
"Well, I'm not cleaning it up," Destiny told her. "Hey, someone pass me some more swabs!" Lara tossed her a box of swabs. "Thanks." Destiny reentered the restroom. "If our contestants think they have it rough," Chris commented, "The people on Chef's fancy cruise ship will have to suffer through his slop with no chance of winning five million."
"I don't think you wanna keep going there," Chef warned him.
"Yeah," Lara agreed, "We're out." She and Lacey walked off. Meanwhile, Beth had to take a breath of fresh air while Destiny walked out, completely finished. "Looks like Destiny will be the first to finish the deck," Chris announced.
"Destiny?" Beth moaned. "Teamsies? Please?"
"No, Beth," Destiny replied before grabbing her black flag, "I've got five million bucks to win!" Sasquatchanakwa suddenly ran back to Destiny's restroom. "Looks like Bigfoot's not done yet," Chris decided, "Which means Destiny isn't, either." Destiny moaned as she went back. Beth soon finished cleaning her restroom. "Beth?" Destiny begged. "Teamsies?"
"Sorry," Beth apologized, "But teamsies work both ways. It's one of the rules of niceness."
"Hope you're ready, then, because the gloves are coming off!" Destiny held her breath as she entered the restroom.
Confessional: Beth
"So maybe that wasn't super nice of me. Looks like I might have one cutthroat bone in my body. Just one of those teensy-weensy ones in your ear. Let's call it my cutthroat cochlea."
End Confessional
Beth started going up the greased mast with her pink flag but she kept sliding down. "Sorry, Beth," Destiny told her after getting her flag, "But I'm not gonna help you."
"Destiny, I-" Beth started to say.
"No buts about it. I'm gonna win this." Destiny shimmied up the mast and tied her flag at the top. "Oh, yeah!" she exclaimed.
"You can't bail," Chris told Chef. "We're a team."
"I fly solo," Chef replied. "I'm a maverick."
"Dude, without this job, you'd still be selling street meat outside the bus station." Chef grimaced before walking off. Meanwhile, Beth was still trying to climb up the mast but ended up falling down as Destiny slid down. "Didn't mean to do that, Beth," Destiny quickly apologized, "But I've got a challenge to win!" She ran over to the cannon where she saw Chef whistling. "Ever fired an air cannon before?" he asked her.
"No?" Destiny replied with some uncertainty.
"If you're gonna hit that target, it's gonna take a whole lotta air." A moment later, Destiny was pumping the air cannon. "That's wunny," she noted. "No bawful blalking from Chef...hey, you okay?"
"After a whole season of lip," Chef barked back, "Now you wanna know if I'm okay?!" The meter on Destiny's cannon reached the max. "Swiller!" she exclaimed.
"Get in," Chris told her.
"Seriously?"
"Buckle up, cannonball!" Chris turned to Chef. "You gonna fire the cannon or are you just gonna stand there and be useless?" he demanded.
"N-n-now you see that?!" Chef bitterly argued. "That attitude is why I'm outta here! I've had it with watching you do your bogus job and get all the glory while I'm stuck with all the grunt work!"
"Hosting is way harder than what you do! I dare you to try it sometime."
"Fine! Let's go!"
"Fine! Be my guest!" A sharp whistle cut Chris and Chef off. "Guys," Destiny spoke up from the cannon, "I'm trying to win here!"
"Okay," Chris said. He was about to press a button but instead passed the remote to Chef, who pressed a button and sent Destiny flying through the air. "Piece of cake," Chef boasted, "Just like the rest of your job."
"Oh, you'll see!" Chris challenged.
"Guys?" Beth wondered.
"I'll see what, how easy it is?" Chef argued.
"Guys?"
"Have you ever ever read a cue card?!" Chris whipped back.
"Guys!"
"What?!" the duo lashed back. They looked up to see Beth's flag tied to the mast. "I did it!" Beth cheered. "I rock!" She slipped and fell down, crashing into the ship. "Sorry, girl," Chef told her, "I'm gonna have to leave you in the hands of Mister Personality here and get on with my super-easy hosting duties."
"I'm totally capable of shooting a girl out of a cannon on my own, thank you," Chris countered.
"We'll see." Chef began to walk off. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Chris reminded him. "It's about that time, when people might go to the fridge or change channels and not come back?" Chef cleared his throat and turned to face the camera. "Who will win the five million bucks?" he narrated in a flat tone. "Who will not? Do not touch that clicker. We will find out right after this. I SAID GET YOUR HANDS OFF THAT CLICKER!" The screen went to static.
(cue commercial)
Destiny soon landed at the monster movie set. "Nice crash-landing there," Paul teased as he leaned against a building.
"Full of jokes as always," Destiny whipped back after getting to her feet. "So, anything happen between you and Galahad yet?"
"No, and I doubt there ever will be."
"Come on! You two are made for each other. Trust me, it's-" The sound of a helicopter blade cut Destiny off. "I'm here!" Chef announced after he dropped down from a rope ladder. "Keep your panties on!" He looked at some slips of paper. "Sweet landing, dude, and I'm your righteous new host, uh, Chef!"
"Why do you sound even weirder than usual?" Paul wondered.
"Yep," Destiny agreed, "Totally wazier than before."
"Work with me here, kids," Chef sternly told them. He cleared his throat before continuing. "The rest of today's challenge is a g-nar...gnarly treasure hunt!"
"I know that," Destiny irritably replied. "Chris told us already."
"Oh, and did your ex-host tell you that if you correctly answer a trivia question, you can skip the challenge and move on to the next one?"
"Seriously? Swiller! Hit me."
"Okay, uh, bro, who got the space boot after the alien movie challenge?"
"Easy. Geoff and Bridgette. They made out more times than I can count."
"Follow-up question: where was the weirdest place those lovebirds ever made out?"
"Uh...um...oh, I know Bridgette mentioned this before. Ugh, why didn't I pay more attention?" Destiny turned to Paul. "Don't expect me to help you, Princess," he scoffed, making Destiny stick her tongue out in response.
"Too bad then," Chef told her. "Time to get it on with the alien."
"I can handle that," Destiny boasted. "Sure, it may have bested me twice before, but hey, third time's a charm."
"Maybe, but in the spirit of Bridgette and Geoff, you gotta mac on that space creature." Destiny noticed some drool dripping onto her head. "Ugh," she groaned, "What is-?" She gasped when she came face-to-face with the monster from the first challenge. "Let's make this grope fest nice and slobbery," Chef told Lara through a walkie-talkie. "Don't be shy now."
"Gotcha," Lara replied from the studio room. The monster roared at Destiny while it held her. She then kissed the monster on the cheek, making it smile before it dropped her on the ground. "Blech!" Destiny spat out. "I'd rather kiss Duncan of Alejandro again!"
Beth was climbing up from the ship when she noticed Chris crying. "What's wrong?" she asked him.
"Nothing!" Chris snapped back as he sliced an onion. "Stupid Chef's doing my job, so I'm doing his stupid job."
"Did you two have a fight?"
"None of your beeswax! Destiny has a huge lead and you've got an air cannon to pump. Go!"
"Who was left on the editing floor after the make a movie challenge?" Chef asked Destiny. "And follow-up: what was she reincarnated from?"
"Izzy," Destiny answered, "And she was reincarnated as..um...oh, E-scope!"
"Wow. That's correct, uh, bro. Can I stop with this 'bro' stuff already?"
"Whoo! Moving on up!" Destiny jogged off. Meanwhile, Beth was loading herself up into the air cannon. "Alright, Chris," she declared, "Fire away, please! I gotta catch up!"
"Darn these salty trade winds," Chris moaned as he wiped his eyes.
"Onions still bugging you?"
"Chef's leaving the show!"
"I guess it was hard for him toiling away in the kitchen all day all alone. Maybe he just wants more attention."
"Really?"
"Have you tried being nice? Works for me sometimes." Chris perked up a bit before he pressed the button, sending Beth flying into the water. "Should have pumped your cannon more," he told her.
"Thank you, Mister Obvious!" Beth shouted back.
"Sorry, girl," Chef told Destiny as they stood in the western set, "Since you can't tell me why Dave got his pet dog..."
"This time the horse lands on me?" Destiny guessed. Chef nodded in reply. "This is so humiliating," Destiny moaned as she put a saddle on herself. "I mean, Davie's my best bud. I should know everything about him." Chef heard Beth screaming and ran back over to the monster movie set. "Your question-" he began.
"I have to answer a question?" Beth wondered.
"I am NOT reading all these stupid cue cards again! Just tell me who was voted off first and why."
"You mean Geoff and Bridgette?"
"And where was the weirdest place they ever-?"
"Made out? Oh, my gumdrops! Bridgette used to tell this crazy story..."
...
The scene flashed back to Chris in his personal quarters. "Ah, privacy," he sighed as he undid his shirt. "Time to catch some sweet artificial rays." He opened up his tanning bed and gasped at what he saw: Geoff and Bridgette making out inside. "My Tan-o-Matic 3000!" he cried out. "It's been taken!"
"Uh, it...sure smells nice in here," Bridgette nervously replied.
"Like coconuts," Geoff added with a giggle.
...
"I know Sky calls her older sister Jane 'River'," Destiny told Chef as they stood at the prison movie set, "She trained an eagle named Sunflare, she's been wanting to get into the Canadian Olympic gymnastics team ever since she was five, but I'm supposed to know how she got her fear of the water?! That's way too touchy to ask her!" Chef just made a buzzer sound as he pointed to the obstacle course. "Let me guess," Destiny gulped with worry, "Release the hounds?"
"And they can smell blood," Chef replied. Destiny went wide-eyed as she saw Paul struggling to hold back four huge bloodhounds. "AHHHHH!" she shrieked after running off.
"So after Dave's mother passed away," Beth explained to a tired Chef, "His dad was concerned that he might fall into depression, so he got this Komondor dog from the pound in the hope that it would help Dave cope with the loss. It worked after a little while and Dave even named the dog Mops because he looked like a huge mop with its dreadlocks."
"You're right," Chef panted.
"Yes!"
"I'm not sure which animal DJ likes the most!" Destiny told Chef. "I figured he liked all of them equally!"
"Wrong!" Chef barked out.
"Horror movies really aren't all that screepy. Bring it on."
"Now playing...the miracle of childbirth." Chef played the movie, and soon Destiny had to shut her eyes in fear.
"Chef?" Beth wondered as she arrived at the prison movie set.
"Chill!" Chef panted after running over. "I'm doing the job of two people here! I haven't run this much since basic training!"
"Sky got her phobia of the water when she got her leg stuck while swimming with her sister. She was trapped underwater for a whole minute until her father pulled her out. Now what?"
"Oh...so...did all you girls miss Sky when she got the boot?"
"Sure. Well, some of us. I like Sky and everything, but she got so far last time, I guess it was only..." Meanwhile, Destiny was running through a minefield while blindfolded. "The mines are buried!" she protested. "The blindfold's redundant! REDUNDANT!" She was blasted away by a mine. "You actually survived that?" Paul wondered as he and Ethan walked over to where she was laying at.
"You okay?" Ethan asked her. Destiny simply bounced back to her feet. "Still rockin' it!" she giggled.
"She's fine," Paul assured the knight. "Uh, why don't you go check to make sure the rest of the set is ship-shape?"
"Okay..." Ethan replied with a little uncertainty.
"WAIT!" Destiny protested, taking both boys by surprise. "Don't leave! Not yet!"
"Destiny, what are you doing?!" Paul scolded in a whisper.
"Helping you out, silly! This might be your only shot!"
"Can you tell me what you two are murmuring about?" Ethan cut in.
"Uh..." Paul stammered as his face turned red.
"Oh, we're not gonna tell you, Galahad," Destiny answered. "Paulie's gonna show you!"
"Wait, what?!" Destiny shoved Paul towards Ethan with enough force to knock the boys over, though the duo accidentally locked lips.
Confessional: Destiny
"Hey, someone had to make the first move, and it was obvious that Paulie was starting to get cold feet. Trust me; he'll be thanking me for this later."
End Confessional
"I-I-I-I'm sorry," Paul stuttered as he and the stunned Ethan got back to their feet. "There was...and Destiny...but-" Paul was taken back when Ethan kissed him again but soon let his worries melt away as he embraced the bliss for a few seconds. "Better?" Ethan asked after they pulled away.
"Yes," Paul replied with a smile. Destiny just watched the scene with a smile while Lara and Lacey soon joined her side. "You'd better tell Beth the news," Destiny whispered to the girls.
Confessional: Lara
"YES!" She ended up falling out of her seat.
Confessional: Destiny
"OH, YEAH! WHOO!" She accidentally slipped out of her seat.
Confessional: Lacey
"Finally!" The chair she was sitting in suddenly collapsed. "AW, SON OF A-" The screen turned to static before she could finish.
End Confessionals
"Before Courtney got her overbite fixed," Beth continued while Chef sat down, "She bit, like, half her tongue off. I'm not supposed to know that."
"Seriously?" Lacey wondered as she and Lara joined them. "No way!"
"Was she as bullheaded and vicious as she seemed?" Chef asked.
"Brother, you don't know the half of it."
"Ha!" Beth laughed. "Well, one time, I was in the bathroom when she snuck in to eat an ice cream cone..." Unknown to the group, Chris was spying on them.
Over at the sports movie set, Destiny was facing off against Mia the bear from everything from basketball to badminton to boxing. "Come on, Dez!" Paul cheered as she ran away while Mia whipped a towel at her. "You've got this!" He and Ethan winced as they heard Destiny give a cry of pain. "That's gonna leave a mark," Ethan muttered.
"But that wasn't even the biggest thing Owen pulled out of his nose that Christmas," Beth finished. "Is that enough of an answer? Chef?" She noticed Chef, Lacey and Lara were all sound asleep. "What kind of host are you?" Chris demanded as he walked over.
"I'm awake!" Chef cried out, jolting Lacey and Lara awake, as well.
"Chef's stalling has dug a big hole for Beth. Destiny's got a five-challenge lead."
"Stalling?" Beth questioned. "You mean I didn't have to answer all those follow-up questions?!"
"Run, Beth!" Lara warned her. "Run like the wind!"
"It's still anybody's game, folks," Chris narrated. "Start biting those nails now!" He then turned to Chef. "As host, it's your job to ramble on, not to make the contestants ramble on. Look, how about I'll follow Beth if you catch up to Destiny?"
"Fine," Chef replied, "But not because I need any help."
"We'd better follow Chris just to be on the safe side," Lacey whispered to Lara. "The boys can handle Chef."
"Good thinking," Lara agreed.
"Kaleidoscope thought she was eighty-seven years old," Beth told Chris, "And thought she was the reincarnation of her own granny." Chris nodded yes. "Owen actually has 139 favorite foods," Beth continued on the bank set. "In alphabetical order, there's Alaskan king crab, American cheese, apples, apple cobbler, apple crisp, apple pie..."
"And here I thought Destiny was the know-it-all about us," Lara muttered as she, Lacey and Chris watched with a stunned look.
"How should I know whose wedding that hideous eye candy cried at," Destiny strained as she carried Chef, now in a pink princess dress, Ethan and Paul in her arms and across the bridge from the fairy tale movie set. "Why would you even get soomy at a wedding, anyway?" She wobbled a bit. "Drop us and you're dead meat," Chef warned her.
"Baa!" Beth told Chris. "Baa!"
Destiny stared in horror at the Vomit Comet. "Get in, Princess," Paul teased her.
"Loco for boom-boom!" Beth answered, and Chris gave her a high-five.
"AHHH!" Destiny screamed as she was spun around the Vomit Comet. She soon ended up gagging.
"His own aunt," Beth told Chris, "Lady Mimi Cici Didi Laduda."
Ethan and Paul opened the Vomit Comet once it stopped, and a dazed Destiny puked shortly after.
"Where's Destiny?" Chris asked Chef while he wiped his shoes clean. Chef pointed behind him. "Space movie victim question is-" he began to Beth.
"I know!" Beth cut off. "Harold left after the space challenge."
"Follow-up: what does he wear-?"
"While playing solitare? A wizard's cape."
"Fine. You can go on." Beth started to walk off. "You know," she told Chef, "Chris told me he'll miss the heck out of you if you leave."
"Really?" Chef wondered. "He really said that?"
"Yeah, he totally did! Wish me luck!" As Beth walked off, Chef couldn't help but smile a little.
"Ooh, look at this suspenseful outcome," Chris announced as Destiny and Beth ran up to Chris. "The next question could determine who climbs the golden ladder to Glorytown and who slides down the stinky slide to Loserville. Alright, who was eliminated after the animal buddy challenge?"
"Courtney!" the two girls answered.
Confessional: Destiny
"This may be my one shot at winning! Oh, I hope I get this right!"
Confessional: Beth
"Perfect! The one person I didn't like enough to learn everything about!"
End Confessionals
"What was Courtney's band's name?" Chris asked.
"Who cares?!" Beth snapped. "She shouldn't have been here in the first place! Launching a law suit against the show? That's poor sportsmanship and totally cheating and plus, Courtney is barely a human being!" She covered her mouth after she finished. "Wow, Beth," Chris said, "Interesting, but that wasn't the question."
"Courtney's band was the Type-A Psychotic Crazies," Destiny replied. "Five million, here I come!"
"Hold on, bro. That was Beth's question. Your question: what color is Courtney thinking of?"
"Right now? Are you kidding?! Uh, um, oh! I know! Neon-lime like Duncan's mohawk! Right?"
"Burnt sienna," Courtney bitterly replied from the Aftermath's green room as she watched the scene from the TV. "Ugh! They don't know anything about me!"
"Tough luck," Chris told Beth and Destiny. "You both have to do the last challenge!"
"That's okay," Beth said. "I kinda liked the animal buddy challenge."
"At the very least, it won't kill us," Destiny breathed out.
"Right," Chris replied, "And that's boring! That's why instead, I'm bringing back the shaking-est, the quaking-est, the boom-mashing-ness face-bashing-est challenge of all: the disaster movie earthquake challenge!" Soon, the two girls were at the start of the earthquake set. "This sucker tossed the mighty Owen and Rodney around like a rag doll," Chris informed them. "Contestants ready?" He chuckled as he stood on the golf ball launcher. "Good luck, suckers!"
"Just stay low and try not to wet your pants," Destiny advised Beth.
"I'm glad one of us is gonna win," Beth hoped.
"Yeah."
"Action!" Chris announced as he pressed a button, making the set shake. He laughed as he fired the golf balls at the duo. He tossed some other stuff into the launcher and fired it, with some cinder blocks hitting the girls. "McLean!" Destiny told him. "You throw like a little girl!"
"A five year old girl!" Beth added. Chris simply grit his teeth in anger. He soon flung a toilet towards them. "Get down!" Destiny warned Beth. She pulled her down before they were hit. "There's your teamsies," Destiny told Beth. "Now it's everyone for themselves."
"Aw," Beth gushed, "You're so...LOOK OUT!" She pulled Destiny away before they were hit by a sink. Chris was looking for something else to fling when he noticed Chef driving up with a huge safe. "It made me think of you," Chef said.
"Really?" Chris asked.
"Want a hand?" Soon, the duo were pulling the safe back as they prepared to launch it. "The way you torture the kids," Chris told Chef, "You're a natural, you know that? Knocking them down, bruising them up, killing their spirits...nobody can do it quite like you, pal."
"You really mean that?" Chef wondered.
"If you really wanna leave the show, it's cool. Good luck."
"Nah. I couldn't leave you all alone like that. You'd be terrible on your own. You're not that good."
"So...you'll stay?"
"After I get a raise and a vacation."
"Deal."
"Then let's finish these suckers off!" Chris and Chef launched the safe, which sailed over Beth and crashed onto Destiny. "Destiny!" Beth cried out. She rushed over and tried to pull Destiny out. "Forget it, Beth," Destiny moaned. "Go on without me." Beth looked up to see a zip line before glancing back at Destiny. She managed to pull her up. "Beth!" Destiny gasped in surprise.
"If nice girls can't finish first," Beth declared, "They can at least tie for first." Soon, the duo were at the zip line. "Thanks again, Beth," Destiny breathed out. "I'm surprised the guys didn't go after such a kind girl like you sooner."
"That's okay," Beth replied, "I have a boyfriend." The duo slid down and landed at a studio where a finish line was at. "Go, girls!" Lara cheered as she, Lacey, Ethan and Paul stood nearby.
"Come on, Dez!" Paul rallied.
"You've got this, Beth!" Ethan encouraged. He noticed Paul giving him an odd stare. "I told you I like to cheer for the underdog," Ethan explained.
"And you wonder why I like you," Paul gushed as he hugged the knight.
"Aw..." the girls gushed. Beth and Destiny smiled as they faced each other before rushing towards the finish line. "And the winner is..." Geoff and Bridgette announced as all the previous contestants sat in the Aftermath studio. "..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..." Beth and Destiny soon entered the studio at the same time. "It's a...tie," Bridgette said in surprise.
"So, um, what exactly are we gonna do about the five million dollars?" Geoff asked. Everyone else looked shocked or upset about the outcome. "A tie?" Lacey wondered as she and the other interns entered the studio. Destiny and Beth just looked at each other.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Ooh, such a suspenseful ending to episode 25! So, a good chunk of it stayed the same, such as Chris and Chef's conflict, but I think it has enough distinctions for it not to be a simple cut-and-paste chapter. For starters, the closing of the Ethal plot. I'll be completely honest: this was the first time writing a LTGBQ ship and I was unsure how to proceed with some bits, especially towards the end. But I think it worked out pretty well in the end, and I hope I did LaCuevademisgustos' characters justice.
I know a few of you thought Destiny was gonna have a bit of an easy time with her knowledge of the cast, but it turns out she didn't know her friends as well as she thought she did. On the other hand, Beth managed to skip nearly every challenge due to her surprising knowledge of the cast. And at the final stretch, the two girls manage to work together to reach the finish line at the same time.
Now, onto a pirate-themed movie quote:
"Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again." Jack Sparrow
"You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight, I'd kill you!" Will Turner
"Well, that's not much incentive for me to fight fair then, is it?" Jack Sparrow
-From Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
The final episode shall determine who deserves the five million bucks! Who will it be: the awkward underdog Beth or the energetic rocker Destiny? Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying enjoy and have a good day.