Wow, long hiatus again, ahehe…I haven't forgotten about this story at all, I promise. For the past 3-4 months I've been hosting my third Mole game on Facebook, and finally it's near its completion. But now that it is approaching it ends, I can completely dedicate more time into this.
In truth I had planned to myself to begin Saboteur's Island a full year after Traitor Aboard ended, but I guess I couldn't help but get a headstart, heh. Anyways, enjoy!
Previously on Saboteur's Island:
"Yeah, party time!" Wendy squealed, giving a high-five to a random Pianta next to her dressed in a tuxedo. Behind Luvbi, a curious pair of toads looked on at the disappearing crowd.
"Come along!" Rosalina called to them. "It's just a fun party." Feeling comfortable enough, they too went up to the ticket stand, then went up the ramp to the boat. McHallyboo followed right behind the pair, the container of collected money in his hands. Luvbi followed quickly behind, and so did Rosalina, who turned backwards to Diddy before entering the ferry. He was standing on the dock, almost as if he was expecting someone.
"Are we going to have an unrestrained boat ride, or will we have a driver?" she joked to him lightly. Diddy snapped his attention back to the leaving vehicle.
"Not without me," he said, grinning. As he got inside, the engine of the boat started, as all ninety-four anxious passengers headed towards the most exotic party they would ever have.
For McHallyboo, it would be all too familiar. For the Mole, it would be their opportunity for fun.
Episode 2: Part 3
"Life vests must go over the shoulders of all passengers, then straps pulled from behind," Rosalina spoke out loud over the ferry intercom, at the same time demonstrating the procedure to the passengers she walked passed.
"And ladies and gentlemen, inflatable life rafts are located in the upper chambers." She turned to one of the overhead compartments, realizing that it would be impossible to grab and inflate one in the scene of an accident.
"Well, I'm glad our airline stewardess took hold of the important stuff," McHallyboo said, wiping his forehead. Vivian was sitting in the chair next to him, feeling more anxious than ever. The host turned to her.
"I…just can't wait," Vivian said honestly, letting out a laugh.
"Parties are nothing but fun," McHallyboo reassured to her, "but if you've been to so many, it becomes a nuisance to your life. Then you start to wish you were someone else instead of a party host." Vivian nodded, still not fully understanding his statement.
"Go right!" Goombella shouted, her voice being heard from the front of the ship. Diddy immediately turned the wheel of the floating vehicle clockwise, then pulled back on the gear. He let go of the wheel and stepped back, enjoying the view.
"I'm the king of the world!" he said out loud, his face grinning an eyes closed.
"Yeah, you have to be on TOP of the ship to say that," Goombella pointed out, over-analyzing the scene from the historical movie. Yoshi entered through the door that separated the passengers from the steering room.
"What do you want?" Diddy said, exasperated.
"I'm kind of hungry," he told him, "And there really isn't anything here except for the food in that drawer. Can I have it?"
"And as captain, I order you to stay back there" Diddy reminded him. "No passengers allowed in the captain quarters! That's an order from me." Yoshi headed back, mumbling.
"Aww, he's just hungry," Goombella said with a smile. "Come to think of it, I think everyone's feeling a little hungry by now. Let's just hope Wario and Bobbery prepared food on the island for us." Diddy nodded, putting his hands back on the steering wheel.
"Yeah, to be honest," Diddy said, looking straight ahead, "I think you're one of the players I could trust as not being the Mole."
"Well, thanks," Goombella replied, "but if I was the Mole then you'd be really playing yourself, right?" Diddy pondered the possibility.
"Argh!" he said out loud, twisting the wheel too heavily to the left. "You can't think anything in this game!"
"Okay, fine," Goombella admitted. ""I can kind of trust you at this point. It's just that if you ended up being the Mole, you've been using a great cover-up, you know, being the leader of the group and all."
"Well, no one else wants to be the leader," Diddy protested, making a face.
Goombella: I don't think it was exactly a coalition, but Diddy and I entered this area of trust. I kinda wondered though how long it would last, because nothing in this game is predictable.
Wendy took out the journal from her coat pocket and proceeded to write in it, taking notice of Luvbi in the corner of her eye who was trying to adjust one of the ferry windows.
"Hey, NO peeking!" Wendy decided to say. Luvbi stared at her blankly.
"I was not peeking," she said truthfully, then looking at Wendy's journal asked, "How did you manage to hide such a large object from the rest of us?" Wendy looked up pompously.
"I can do anything I want without anybody knowing it," she explained, "but I'm actually turning this journal of mine into a diary. I'm writing like crazy! Of course, it's all none of your beeswax."
"Any interest in sharing?" Luvbi asked, still not losing her interest.
"No!" Wendy snapped, but then looked at the page she was writing on and slowly nodded her head.
"Okay, some lyrics. I also heard they're going to have a karaoke machine at the island, so I decided to make random songs for the time being. I want someone to read them! But you're the last person in my mind I would imagine reading into my personal diary! I don't want you to start being a nuisance like some judges out there in the real world can be---"
"I won't criticize, don't worry," Luvbi said, grabbing Wendy's journal for herself. She read the first lines of lyrics for the song Wendy had drafted out, looking over it swiftly. She looked pleased.
"Very nice," Luvbi said with a pleased look, giving it back to her.
"Thanks," Wendy said strangely, having expected an opposite response from her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the boat will now be arriving on Island Tarasp in just a few short minutes. Please hold still as we open the door to anchor the path." The applause that followed was tremendous but light-hearted, as Rosalina stepped back to make way for the opening door. The island could already be seen in the ocean distance, as McHallyboo stood up to take a closer look of their final destination.
"It's larger than I thought it would be," he commented. Vivian looked out at the island, then at the partiers who were soon to exit onto the terrain. Everyone seemed happy.
"Uh," she started, then looked at the floor, at the auction items settled against the wall of the driver's room. Wendy went to take a look at the island as well, peering her eyes into the distance.
"I love welcoming signs!" she exclaimed, seeing the banner that was placed upon the two poles at the front of the island. "Bobbery and Wario really made the island attractive!" The passengers on board were also trying to get a better look at the mystery destination they were approaching, only to be told by McHallyboo to remain patiently in their seats.
"You made this game much more complex than it should have been," Luvbi realized, looking at McHallyboo. The host pretended to not hear her.
"Okay, we're going to stop at the island in exactly thirty seconds at this rate," Goombella said hurriedly, coming out of the door of the driver's room. "So we have to throw the anchor out soon."
"Yes, that'll be my job," the host replied, lifting the heavy object into the air. "All grab on tight!"
The host threw the metal item out of the unlocked door, as it sank rapidly but evenly to the bottom of the ocean. The standing players held on tightly to anything around them, as Diddy pulled back on the blue lever to the right of the steering wheel, the lever he was instructed not to pull until he knew their boat would be docking. As the island got closer to them, they got closer to the island, and the more their anticipation grew.
The familiar tan color of the island made its view on the side windows, as the boat slowly drifted its way horizontally. All passengers stood still as McHallyboo opened the door even wider. Like a portal to another world, the door now led to an island of unknown proportions, located in the middle of the tropical oceans of Isle Delfino. The people aboard were mystified.
"Well, let's get this island bash started!" Diddy shouted, stepping out of the driver's room. The others couldn't agree more as the boat slowly emptied.
The sun set sooner than expected. Fortunately, this made the party even livelier as torches were then forced into every corner of the island for a tropical, tiki-like display. Or at least, the party section of the island.
"Your order of tilapia fish, and two passion fruit juices is right here!" Yoshi announced, serving his umpteenth dish of the afternoon. The Pianta lady took it gratefully.
"Wow, that's a steady hand!" she commented. "You must be a waiter."
"Why, yes I am," Yoshi replied.
"You keep that up!" she said back, then dug into her meal.
Rosalina: It was so much better than an actual celebration. I think this was how all partiers did their fun here on Isle Delfino.
A few partying couples had already settled on the dance floor of the island, as Wario controlled the music, being forced to play one of the most melodramatic songs he had ever encountered in his life.
"This song," Rosalina said, coming up to him. "It's…"
"Drover's Foe," Wario said in a disgruntled voice, looking at the disc name.
"So how did it go?" Rosalina questioned him. "That is a big dance floor. It's a wonder how much you did in so little time."
"Well, he forced me!" Wario said, pointing to Bobbery as his explanation. "We did everything. We set up the banner, the tables, the volleyball net, and this dance floor. We get all the credit here."
"Well, not saying that you don't," Rosalina, looking at the scene around her and smiling. "It's so peaceful on an island….even with a party like this."
"HEADS UP!" Wendy yelled, as the volleyball soared towards the dance floor, causing the dancers to back away in panic as the ball hit one of the glass tiles, its force giving it a significant crack. Bobbery from amidst chatting to one of the partiers ran over to inspect the glass, along with Wario and Rosalina, who both looked at it with incredulity.
"Umm yeah, perfect placement," Goombella called out loud with sarcasm, as she stayed still among the volleyball players. A dancing couple behind the place of impact immediately stepped off the dance floor cautiously.
"Oh, my gosh," Wendy said apologetically, running over to the cracked tile as well. It was her who had hit the ball out of aim.
Goombella: I just thought it was suspicious how closely the volleyball net was to the dance floor and dining tables. That could have easily been either Bobbery or Wario's sabotage, if one of them was the Mole.
"Come on, we were dead tied!" Diddy protested as Bobbery began to take the ball away. The rest of the playing crowd booed in disapproval, as Luvbi walked off the invisible court, amused.
"Well, refunds or not, I think we're set for a win," Luvbi said to Vivian with a hint of sarcasm on her voice. The shadow siren was relaxed on a rock, staying out rather than joining the frenzy.
"Yeah," Vivian said back with a smile, surveying the other players around her. "I'm just worried on who the Mole is though, and whether anyone in this game is worth trusting."
"Well, we've all performed a plethora of suspicious stuff," Luvbi realized truthfully. "It's fair to say that it will be hard to tell. Considering how soon it's been."
"Gah!" Yoshi shouted out loud, his shout freezing everyone in place. The table before him had collapsed, along with four diners with their newly-served dinner, their food and silverware splattered across the sand and into a hapless mess. A majority of the players ran to the scene in shock.
Vivian: One of the tables collapsed, and we immediately look over because it caught all of us off guard. I was, because I thought Yoshi cut himself with a knife or something.
"Are you okay?!" Wendy said with alarm, helping one of the Nokis up to her feet. Dusting the sand off from her dress, the Noki looked flabbergasted, if not distressed from what had happened. One leg of the table had collapsed out of place, causing the four diners and their meals to slide off from the table.
"We're…all right," another of the diners said, shaking his head. He was obviously distraught, as Wendy and Vivian escorted them to another table hurriedly. Everyone looked at the predicament, still troubled by what had happened.
"What occurred?" Luvbi said, coming over to the scene.
"It just fell!" Yoshi said truthfully. "I put the food down and the whole table collapsed to one side---"
"Cause one of the screws were gone," Diddy realized, pointing at the small misplaced piece of metal that was located below the base of the damaged table. "The Mole slipped under our noses! And we missed it!" He kicked at the sand with frustration, as the other diners near the area felt a wave of worry come over them.
"I'll…go check the other tables, for security," Rosalina said with concern, rushing to the rest of the row of wooden tables. Bobbery peered around.
"Let's discuss this piece of sabotage at another time," Bobbery said with consideration. "We need to clean this mess up as hastily as possible. We don't want any more refunds."
"Well, obviously someone did it," Goombella said, shaking her head and heading back to her own business. "It wasn't an accident."
Goombella: The only person who had time to do it beforehand were Wario and Bobbery. But that wouldn't help, due to the fact that everyone had been on the island for over an hour, and any one of us could have unscrewed that table.
Yoshi: That was one of the last tables I served food to, so during all that time, nobody was watching anyone or any of the tables. Anybody could have taken out that screw.
Like predicted, the diners in the dining mishap had received their respective money refund. The volleyball game continued, along with the lighted dance floor, and as the time approached half an hour to ending time, McHallyboo reminded the players about their final opportunity to earn money for their game. The party value at the moment totaled to 410 coins.
"Okay, so this really depends on our win," Wendy stated, dragging their collected items behind the podium. "Otherwise we just win ten thousand coins."
"But we're so close to the full twenty," Rosalina said, looking hopefully at their soon-to-be-presented items. The other players were setting up the chairs for their final attraction of the night: the auction.
"All right, settle down!" Diddy announced over his megaphone, as all the seats for the auction were taken up. Nearly half of the partiers had turned their full attention to the auction ceremony, with half of those partiers actually eager in purchasing an item that night. McHallyboo stood in the back row, almost tauntingly.
"Hello partiers, and welcome to the auction," Diddy spoke out loud. "We'll have five objects taken from the most exotic locations around the world presented to you tonight, and if you like it, you bid!" Wendy rolled her eyes at his ridiculous lie.
All righties!" Rosalina handed him the first object; the blue coin within the bottle.
"Wasn't that located in that boathouse back at the plaza?" Wario overheard a Pianta mutter. He frowned.
"Five," the first voice shouted.
"Eight," called another from the back.
"Ten!" said another voice. Diddy looked into the set of chairs, expecting more of a higher bid. He frowned, and banged his gravel in accordance to the countdown.
"Ten coins, sold," Diddy announced boringly. There was a light applause as Wendy went over to hand the buyer the object. The next object: Wendy's lava rock earrings.
"Lava earrings, made from rocks from the famed island of Hawaii," Diddy described. "Rumored to be cursed from the goddess Pele in Hawaiin mythology." There were more sounds of interest.
"Ten!" came voice.
"Fifteen," came the second. Goombella, who was standing right besides the first bidder, decided to step up.
"They used to be mine," she said in a half-lie. "I'd appreciate it if you bid a little more. Please?" The lady who was wearing a plaid dress looked at her and nodded.
"I will go for twenty-five," she called out.
"Thirty!" came another voice.
"Thirty five," yelled another.
"Forty!"
"Fifty-five!" Diddy counted three times and the offer was done.
"Fifty-five coins, sold to the lady in the plaid dress!" She winked at Goombella.
"Don't worry, I'm not superstitious or anything," she said, "and they look nice too." Goombella gave her a smile.
The next object were the pair of objects tossed to the auction hunters from the second floor balcony. Diddy held them up.
"Oh shoot, maybe McHallyboo might count those as two objects," Yoshi realized, biting his tongue. Vivian nodded, anxious too but her mind solely focused about her upcoming painting.
"These pair of sandals display beautiful strap designs. They're rumored to have been worn by the queen of Isle Delfino a century back." The crowd became seemingly still, as half of the players present slapped their heads with unbelief.
Bobbery: It didn't help with the fact that Isle Delfino never had a queen. And most of the people present in the crowd were apparently aware of Diddy's lie, not to mention that they all lived on the darn island.
"This whole auction is a scam," said a man besides Goombella, who she realized to her horror was the husband of the earring-buying lady.
"You idiot!" Wendy hissed, trying to keep her most still face. Rosalina went up to the podium and put herself to the microphone.
"But of course, we all know how false rumors can be," Rosalina said quickly, "because as we all know, Isle Delfino never had a queen at all!" The crowd chuckled, as all eight players felt a small sense of relief. One of them, however, looked at Rosalina's attempt with disappointment.
"Twenty-five," said a voice from the very front.
"Forty-five!" said a Noki from the very front as well. Both bidders faced each other, almost in a glare.
"Fifty," the Noki bid again.
"No bidding twice!" Wario yelled from the back, as a majority of the crowd turned to him. Wario just stood where he was, taken back.
"What? I'm just stating the rules, you amateurs," he said, cowering back. Diddy nodded.
"Well, the bid will stay at forty-five until another wills to overbid," he confirmed.
"Going once? Twice?" He looked at the crowd.
"Sold!" he announced. Wendy brought the buyer their object, as Rosalina brought the new one up. Vivian held her breath.
"This painting of a fish was created by a person named Vivian Shadens," Diddy said, avoiding any more lies. "Bids please."
"Hmm, thirty," a Pianta said. Vivian's eyes widened.
"Forty-five," another called out.
"I will go for fifty-five coins flat!" a lady towards the back declared. Vivian looked even more delighted, smiling as the bids got even higher for her own painting.
"Ninety," called a Noki dressed in proper attire, or at least compared to the others around him. After a third call, the object was sold: the highest value of all auction items. The audience once again did their routine clapping.
"It is a magnificent piece of art, trust me," Wendy said as she handed the framed artwork to the Noki.
"And I must agree fully," he said, examining the picture even closer.
Vivian: For people to appreciate something that I had created …it made me feel a large sense of accomplishment. And happiness too.
The total winnings of their mission resulted to six-hundred coins flat. But as McHallyboo quickly halted their auction to an end, the players were baffled and vehement as to why their final object, the dolphin figurine, was left out. The island bash slowly ended as the partiers gave their goodbyes in higher moods, onto a boat, off the island, and back to a more civilized setting. The players stood in a group at the entrance of the island.
"Well, six-hundred coins, so that adds ten-thousand coins to the pot. Not the full twenty, but not bad at all." The players clapped and nodded.
TEAM POT VALUE
40,000 COINS
"However, there were some mishaps and things I must mention that occurred," McHallyboo continued. "Concerning the auction-object hunting, I specifically said that you could not buy any of the objects. The dolphin figuring was bought, so it was void in the auction." McHallyboo held up the figurine.
"What?" Diddy spoke up suddenly, looking at the three auction hunters one by one. "Why'd you do that?" Goombella suddenly perked up in realization.
"Oh, well, it was more of a trade than a purchase," Goombella explained to them. "The boatman we were trading with wouldn't have given it to us anyway if we didn't give money, and we had no other option left."
"You could have let it go and found another object for the auction instead, no?" Bobbery inquired. Goombella shook her head. McHallyboo placed the dolphin figurine into his coat pocket.
Rosalina: I was there at that time, and it was kind of suspicious how Goombella went ahead to trade money for the figurine, before Wendy or I could object or realize she was breaking the rules.
"Well, we were totally on a tight schedule anyways," Wendy said in her defense.
"Also, before departure, I spotted Luvbi giving a pre-partier money so that she could afford a ticket." All eyes turned to Luvbi, who looked back at the host with a slight frown.
"However, I won't penalize that action because the rules weren't specific," McHallyboo informed them, "but the action on technical terms should have been a breaking of the rules."
"But there was no presence of it in the rules, so I'm cleared," Luvbi confirmed. The host nodded.
"Well, enough is enough," McHallyboo concluded. "You'll be here for the next hour, cleaning up your ignited mess. Close everything up and make sure they are in packable form. Keep all close and protected. The boat will arrive then." Foreshadowing their next mission, McHallyboo left the players by themselves.
"Aww, gee," Yoshi said, frowning and looking at the collapsed table. Wario was besides him, with the washed (or rather soaked-in-ocean water) cooking grill clutched under his arm.
"Hey, maybe we can find fingerprints of the culprit!" Wario said, feeling more intelligent than ever. "Say, let's try it right now." Yoshi picked up the screw among the mess and stared hopelessly.
"Yeah, but then we'd need a spy kit or something to do that," he pointed out. Wario grabbed the screw from Yoshi and put it into his pocket, hoping to take out his own procedure of finding the Mole.
"I should have realized that one of the tables was slanted," Yoshi told him. "The table just collapsed before I could stop it, and all the food splattered over." He gave Wario a look of distress. Wario felt a wave of rare sympathy come over him.
"Cheer up lil' fella!" Wario said optimistically. "Let's find this Mole together."
"Like a coalition?" Yoshi said, lifting his head.
"Yeah! Why not?"
Wario: I was trying to see whether Yoshi got a first-hand account to who had messed up that table, because he was the one who was present in the area at all times. If he knows, then I team up with him and he tells me, then we would both be making it to the final episode. Awesome plan!
Yoshi: I'm kinda hesitant. Maybe Wario was the one who collapsed the table in the first place and was trying to make me less suspicious of him. But if not, then I guess a coalition would be okay.
Luvbi and Rosalina were in the midst of stacking the base of the dancing floor, as each glass tile was lifted, wiped, and stacked into tall piles. Rosalina picked up the smashed tile, the one which the volleyball had collided with during the party.
"This caused those dancers to refund, didn't it?" Rosalina said, pushing the glass shards deep into the sand to avoid any harm, or at least for the people in the future who would be using the island for another party.
"I think the cracked tile has more to it than it initially appeared," Luvbi said honestly. "It was which player who had hit the ball out of aim?"
"Wendy," Rosalina said, looking at the player de-setting the volleyball nets and making sure she was out of earshot distance.
Rosalina: Wendy could be the Mole. Her outrageous behavior in the first episode is what began my suspecting of her. At the same time, Luvbi was still a high candidate of mine for the same reason.
"But then considering how close the volleyball net was to the dance floor, a catastrophe was just dying to happen," Luvbi pointed out. "It points to the two who were present on this island all along."
"So Bobbery and Wario," Rosalina said, considering the possiblities. "Bobbery is just respected in general, which may be a good cover-up."
"He does indeed strike me as a possible choice," Luvbi said with consideration. "Wario is shifty."
"Wario is just always fishy," Rosalina continued. "Or I would say, just rather dumb with his actions." The two of them laughed lightly.
"Ugh, the net is tangled again," Wendy groaned, expecting Bobbery to come over to help her. He was too busy with the other side of the net, as she groaned again.
Bobbery: I think Wendy is smarter than she's letting through. Otherwise, she would have been sent home in Round 1. This raises possibility of her being the Mole.
"So me being on this island the entire time puts me at a great disadvantage," Bobbery spoke up. "Unless, you inform me about everything back at the plaza." Wendy gave up and let the entire pole fall to its side.
"Well, I was just auction hunting," Wendy clarified, "and got no more of an advantage than you did." She pulled at the net, ripping off the bottom strip from the rest of the criss-cross design.
"Because spending all day on an island is very advantageous," Bobbery grumbled. "At least inform me: Who was acting suspicious?"
"Oh, hah!" Wendy said almost triumphantly. "If I don't tell you, you'll be executed before me!"
"Yes," Bobbery said, his mind thinking quickly, "but if I was the Mole, this wouldn't matter to me at all, would it?" Wendy darted her eyes left and right, spotting Goombella a distance away before speaking.
"I just thought it was really fishy how she just, you know, bought the dolphin figurine before we could utter a word," Wendy whispered. "And she made it look as if she were the hero. That definitely sticks in my mind as perfect sabotage." Bobbery nodded.
"Anything else that's stuck in your mind from this morning concerning the others?" Wendy paused, and then suddenly lightened up.
"Vivian didn't want to be alone with the flier giving," Wendy remembered. "The way she was so insistent of hanging out with the others made me think about her."
"That did seem odd," Bobbery commented, and then put his journal away.
"Well, it never hurts to share some information with a fellow player."
"Or a fellow Mole," Wendy replied, considering all possibilities.
The moon hovered over the island in a surreal manner, as the players were given the spare flashlights for their next game. McHallyboo stood at the base of the poles, those which held up the welcoming banner of their now-extinct party.
"Well, the Island Bash is over, and now our second game begins," McHallyboo informed them. "This game will be called Island Lockdown." He pointed out into the vast area of jungle that littered two-thirds of the island's entirety.
"On the other side of this island is your boat to get off from this island," he explained, "which will be leaving in exactly fifteen minutes from this very second."
Vivian: I could only fear for what the next mission would be, because even the title of the game seemed frightening enough.
"You'll be in groups of three," the host continued. "You must traverse your way through the island flora and make it to the boat in time. If you do not reach the boat in time, then you will remain on this island overnight." The players exchanged glances of disbelief and amusement.
Goombella: If anything, I am totally getting off this island for my well being. You have no ideas what animals lurk on islands at night.
"Through the jungle there are little detectors," McHallyboo went on, "which if they detect anyone in a ten feet diameter, would begin to flash brightly. Each team will be holding a device connected to these little detectors so that if your device turns red, you must sit down and wait three minutes until the device is no longer red, then you could get a move on." He held up the object for them to see.
"Now, please split into three groups of three. The first group will be named Auction Delfino, the second Volley-All, and the third, Sabotage."
"And to ease complication let's split the teams as we are," Diddy said before anyone else could say anything, looking at the line they were standing in. "First from the left is Group 1, middle is Group 2, and third is Group 3." Wendy frowned.
"Stop being the boss of everything!" she said with exasperation.
"Well, what else are you going to propose?" Diddy inquired. Wendy looked at the others, and then shook her head with displeasure. The teams were settled.
"Group Auction Delfino," McHallyboo declared, pointing to the first three individuals in the row, "will be Wario, Goombella, and Vivian." The three of them, Wario included, seemed please.
"Group Volley-All," said McHallyboo, "is Diddy, Rosalina, and Yoshi." Diddy nodded heavily in satisfaction.
"And Group Sabotage is Luvbi, Wendy, and Bobbery," said McHallyboo, counting the last three players. While Bobbery seemed to not mind, the other two gave each other stares of resentment.
"Well, I didn't exactly offer the team's formation," Luvbi spoke up, tossing her head.
"I trust you're all wondering about the significance of your group names," said the host. "They signify the object you must bring along with you onto the boat. You don't have the object or objects, then you won't have access to get onto the boat. Consider it as your group's ticket." He handed each team a map, displaying a coordinate grid of the entire island. Little red dots were scattered among the front in representation of the deadly detectors.
"For each group that boards the boat, 5,000 coins will be added to the pot," the host said. "Good luck. Time has already started." Once McHallyboo had delivered that line, the groups seemed to dart aimlessly in panic.
"Wait, we have to relax!" Vivian shouted out loud, attempting to maintain the group. Everyone seemed to freeze at the quiet player's outburst.
"We need to get our tickets first, right?" she told them all. "So we need to know what we need to bring onto the boat before anything."
"Well, ours is obviously the volleyball net," Rosalina said, turning to the heap on the floor.
"The auction dolphin," Goombella said in realization, looking around the island and at the leftover mess of their party. She then turned to McHallyboo and requested for the object hidden in his coat pocket: the dolphin figurine.
"Okay, we're ready, let's go!" Goombella told her teammates, as the first group went into the depths of the island plants. McHallyboo waved after them.
"So wait, what does Group Sabotage mean anyway?" Wendy said with perplexity. "Sabotage isn't something you can hold."
"Perhaps we must…commit an act of sabotage," Luvbi said, looking at the other two in her team.
"Oh, you wish," Diddy said, shaking his head.
"Or maybe it could be an item or object of sabotage, something that the Mole caused that sabotaged a previous mission," Bobbery considered. "The screw from the collapsed table." Yoshi immediately began searching his pockets for the screw that they had taken from the table scene. He jumped up in realization.
"Wario has it!" Yoshi yelled, running towards the jungle green of the island and projecting his voice towards it. "Come back, we need you!" His voice only echoed, and after a moment of silence, Yoshi sighed and gave up. But a few seconds later the group of three emerged back from out of the jungle.
"Say, I heard my name," Wario said with annoyance, as all nine were once again together.
"The screw," Yoshi told him, "Do you have it?" Wario searched his pocket and pulled out the tiny fragment of metal. Bobbery took it and turned to the other two.
"Are you certain this is it?" Luvbi said with a hint of uncertainty.
"It can't be anything else," Bobbery said with confidence, "And time has ticked enough. Let's go." The two of them followed the admiral into the greens of the jungle, and then shortly after, Wario's group headed in as well. The three remaining players of Group Volley-All looked at the heavy stack of volleyball equipment that was left on the sand, tangled and in a mess from the aftermath of the party.
Rosalina: Maybe if we had organized the teams a little more, players such as Wario and Bobbery wouldn't have ended up carrying little figurines and screws, and people like Yoshi and I wouldn't have been left to carry an entire volleyball net on our backs. Not to mention the poles as well.
"Well, maybe Wendy should have proposed another plan for splitting the teams after all," Diddy said, scratching his head and grinning awkwardly. The other two were not amused.
The next chapter brings the end of Episode 2 (which would be coming very soon actually, heh). Here's your second Final Destination clue:
Flower-A-Slant-A
Due to any possible future inconsistency, if you would like I would suggest Alerting to this story for the future being. But thanks to all and stay tuned! The Mole is soon to take another.