Total Drama: Geeks Vs Populars Chapter 32: Total Talent Party -Part 2-, a total drama series fanfic

The Total Drama series belongs to Teletoon, and Cartoon Network. Also, the VS. idea isn't mine. It belongs to CragmiteBlaster. Everything I also mention that's copyrighted belongs to their respective copyrights. However, all my characters belong to me.

Note: Yikes, talk about a long wait, huh? Yeah, several factors led to this chappie being delayed by a month… I may have that thing that CB may have. Also, I'm looking forward to Sun and Moon every day! Though what version I may buy is still up in the air. I know what starter I'm gunning for, and being that I got scolded last time for spoiling Persona 4 back in the past… I am keeping some things a secret until the games come out. November can't come any faster, huh? In either case, enjoy what is perhaps the LONGEST chapter I ever produced, even if I did lose 5% of this chapter last night!

Who's got talent? These guys do! ...Maybe.

Olivia was observing what appeared to be a cannon, that was gonna be used just in case her talent got picked, with Korpse nearby.

"I may know my pryotechnical stuff, but I highly doubt cannons are required with the pyro stuff I had in mind." Olivia stated.

Chris walked up to Olivia, grinning. "Well, we had to keep it simple enough for anybody. This baby right here… Just watch."

Chris then pressed a button on a remote, as the cannon went off, sending a cannonball into the sky. The two contestants watched, as the cannonball exploded, leaving behind an image in said sky.

"Huh, you got it set to Hunger Games tribute mode. That'll cause some cause for concern." Olivia noted, as Korpse took a closer look at the image.

It appeared to be of a chubby guy, with a baseball cap.

"Chris? Why is the tribute Master Higgins from Adventure Island?" Korpse asked out loud.

"Ah, good question, Korpse! For you see..." Chris answered back, as his mood darkened. "That game gave me a gray hair… What kinda sadist even approved of that tough as nails game which caused all sorts of headaches all around?!"

Olivia blinked. "Uh… I never took you for a gamer type."

"No, I'm not one. I just needed to do some research, and I got to playing it last night… Yeah, you can get the gist of it." Chris admitted.

Korpse gulped. "We… or rather they… Won't have to play that hellish game, will they?"

"Nah, or course not. Only a true sadist would force someone to play something that." Chris replied back, as Korpse breathed a sigh of relief. "But other than that, it's time to determine what talent is picked first!"

Chris walked away, as Olivia nodded.

"You… truly hate that game, huh?" Olivia asked.

"Without a doubt." Korpse answered back. "It's more or less the only game I quit on during a stream. And judging by the chat afterward I bailed… I wouldn't blame them."

"What happened after that?" Olivia questioned, interested.

"Well, I took to something far more easier to stream for the last 30 minutes I had." Korpse admitted. "Yeah, that was an hour and 30 that I wouldn't get back."

"I see..." Olivia nodded.

Confessional: Granted, the author never played Adventure Island. Only heard of it.

Korpse: I eventually returned to that game, with nearly every cheat installed. Cause hey, if the game cheats, then it's perfectly okay to cheat right back in my opinion!

Olivia: Sure, the game looks difficult, but it can't be that hellish, right? -A caption on-screen says Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Plays Adventure Island-

Korpse then peeked from behind the curtain, at what appeared to be several people, gathering around to watch the contest. She shivered, as Drake approached her.

"You okay, Korpse?" Drake asked out loud.

"I never even thought there would be this many people all at once..." Korpse answered back. "Heck… How does Stella even do it? Hell, how does Lance even act in front of all these people?"

She then peeked at the audience again, and closed it quickly.

"And there's a small portion of them that are Steph supporters… Steph! Supporters!" Korpse continued. "They even have a sign which reads Greene/Flare!"

Drake's eyes went wide with shock.

"They… actually support that?" Drake asked nervously.

"From the looks of it, yeah." Korpse replied back. "I would check and see if there's any fanfiction dedicated to that pairing, but I rather not bleach my eyeballs today."

She then put a hand on Drake's back.

"If I would you, I would sink that pairing, and hook up with our resident Shining Star." Korpse suggested.

"Way ahead of you on that one." Drake nodded back, as he made his leave. Korpse nodded, as she peeked at the audience one more time.

"Huh… There are supporters for everyone. Even some goths… I know who they're supporting. There's also some punks, and some geeky looking people as well..."

Thunder was busy doing some stretching, as he winced in pain. Twiggy was by his side within moments.

"Thunder? Think you can even go on?" Twiggy asked.

"I'm sure I can." Thunder replied back. "All that I gotta do is get a talent that isn't too physical, and all should be golden."

"Which rules out any of the sports related ones." Twiggy nodded back. "We just gotta get lucky today, that's all!"

"Yeah..." Thunder answered back with a blush developing, as Chris was stepping out on stage. "Looks like we're about to start."

"Yep." Twiggy replied, blushing at Thunder. "Let's kick some butt, okay?"

"You got it." Thunder nodded back.

On stage, Chris flashed his signature grin, which caused the audience to cheer loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Welcome to what I would like to call the first ever Total Drama Anti-Talent Show! For you see, the contestants backstage will have to preform talents chosen at random that they may royally suck at… Or show off some hidden depths in the process! And let's not forget our judges for the day! Two of them, I asked off the street if they could judge, and the third… Well..."

"Can we get on with it?!" A voice shouted from the Judge Booth. "I, Rusty Powers, have a party to get to, not to mention that I gotta insult a religion later on!"

Indeed, Rusty was muscular, and had several tattoos on his arms. He also had diamond studs, and was sporting a smug grin.

"Right… Here he is, ladies! Everyone's very own dream boat… Rusty Powers!" Chris announced, as everyone in the audience, mostly the pre-teen girls, screamed.

"Thank you, thank you..." Rusty bowed to his audience. "I like to thank McLean here, for finding me wondering around this joint. Poutine Shores!"

The audience screamed again, as on-stage, Stella sighed.

"People don't even know how much of a jerk he is..." Stella lamented.

Drake tapped on Stella's shoulders, and pointed out to the audience. Some of the Marissa supporters, the Nelson supporters, and the Verna supporters were darting glares at Rusty.

"Huh… Guess things are looking bright, after all." Stella smiled warmly.

Confessional: Believe… In Steven! Not Rusty!

Stella: Yeeeaaahhh, I only listened to only one of Rusty's songs, and instantly knew that he was a… Pardon my French, but… a dick.

Drake: Stella really doesn't like that Rusty guy, and… I wouldn't blame her.

Rusty: Yeeeaahhh, Rusty is on Total Drama! Eat THAT, bitches!

"Yaaaaawwwwnnnn" A new voice yawned out. It was a female with long brown hair, and looked to have no emotion. "This is boring… I'm hoping something exciting happens soon."

"And our second guest judge… The ladies know her as Betty from the hit novel and film series Dawnbreak… It's Christine Stork!"

The audience cheered out loud, as Christine was indifferent.

"Wake me when there's a talent that'll keep my attention..." Christine yawned as she fell back asleep.

Rusty gave off a smirk. "Oh, well… More fangirls for me."

"And the third…" Chris said, as Freight ran to the Judges Booth.

"Sorry to keep you waiting! Judge Girl Freight, at your service!" Freight saluted. She still had on the rub-on tattoos from earlier.

Chris blinked. "Er… You change jobs quite quickly."

"Hey, it's what you hired me for, boss!" Freight winked. "Besides, all the other interns bailed after what happened back on Amehurst, and while I wouldn't blame them… I live for excitement!"

Rusty gave off an odd look. "Hey, I'm kinda lost. The heck happened?"

"Hurricane came, destruction was seen, everyone hauled ass outta there." Freight answered. "So, when are we gonna see the first talent, huh?"

"We're just about to get to that! Now… We have a randomizer being brought out. It'll determine which one of our wonderful Residents will have to go first. It's designed to go from Geek to Popular, and so forth. But enough talking about that. It's time to see who has to do the first talent!"

Chris pressed a button, as the Geek's faces appeared very rapidly. Everyone wasn't sure where it would stop at. Eventually, it would stop on…

…

Moana's face.

"And Moana is first up!" Chris announced, as Moana approached the host, with the audience cheering a bit. Moana looked out at her audience, as well as her supporters.

YOU'RE AWESOME!

YOU'RE A COOL GAL!

YOU ARE REALLY HOT!

I DIG YOUR HAIR!

Moana blushed modestly. "Thanks, everyone..."

"Now, Moana… It's time to see what talent you gotta do!" Chris announced as he started up the randomizer again. This time, on the other side, the Populars' faces was flashing around rapidly. Eventually, it would stop on…

…

...Steph.

"And you gotta do Steph's talent of baton twirling!" Chris announced, as he handed over what appeared to be a baton. "You have 10 minutes to prepare."

Moana walked backstage with the cheering of her fans behind her, as she grinned to herself.

"I'll do you one better..."

Confessional: What could it be?

Moana: Now, what I'm about to do is gonna be preformed by… Well, the disclaimer of that one show did say animated teens. So, everyone watching? Please do not try this at home. Or anywhere, for that matter. You could get seriously messed up, deported, or both. Now… To see if I can borrow some of Sting's eyeliner. And have Verna craft a quick coconut bra. I think Mozart still has a coconut or two.

About 10 minutes elapsed, as Moana was behind the curtain.

"I'm ready, McLean! Raise the curtain!" Moana requested.

Chris grinned to the audience.

"And now, to broadcast her baton 'skills'… Here she is… Moana!" Chris announced, as the curtain rose, and Moana walked out… Not in her usual wardrobe. Instead, her hair was in a ponytail with a flower tied around it, she was wearing a coconut bra, a grass skirt, and had war paint on her face.

"Music man? Give me a bit of a Hawaiian drum beat." Moana said, as the music turned into what appeared to be a drum beat. She then took out what appeared to be a lighter, and lit the two ends of the baton on fire, and started to twirl it all around, almost like a fire dance. Twirling around for a minute, she had the audience at the edge of their seats.

Christine even woke up, and was amazed at the dance that was being presented by Moana. She gave off a light blush.

And when Moana was about done, she tossed the fire baton in the air, and lept up, catching it with her teeth. The audience cheered at that feat.

After extinguished the fire, she smiled at the judges. "So… What do you think?"

Rusty grinned. "I've seen plenty of hot women before, but that was the hottest! I give you a 9!"

Freight held up a 9 as well. "I also give you a 9. You really thought out of the box on that one!"

Christine held up an 8. "I gotta admit, that was kinda cute." She said, blushing lightly.

"Thanks! And sorry that you got handed the role of Betty on Dawnbreak." Moana apologized.

Christine shrugged. "Eh, I was young, dumb, and needed the moolah for my girlfriend."

Moana nodded, as she walked backstage to a smiling Sting.

"Wow, Moana… That was AMAZING!" Sting exclaimed out loud. "How and when did you learn how to do that?"

"Well, I have an uncle that lives in Hawaii, who's a firedancer. He taught me all sorts of twisted moves, to boot!" Moana explained. "I couldn't be any prouder of him..."

Sting could only blush at Moana, as Olivia watched from afar.

"Ugh, she's stealing him bit by bit… Is it even possible now?" Olivia thought out loud.

Confessional: Considering the circumstances… Most likely not.

Olivia: Okay, I just gotta get lucky and get a talent that'll help proclaim my love to Sting! But… I did see some bad boys in the audience. Maybe I can chat up with them between talents?

Sting: -His face is all red- Moana looks all sorts of beautiful in her firedancer outfit…

Moana: Yeeeaaahhh, I didn't have enough time to really deck myself out. If I did, though… Well, Sting would be a whole lot redder than usual. And would most likely have a nosebleed of sorts.

Steph: How… DARE she upstage my talent! I'll show her!

Chris appeared back on stage, as he grinned.

"Okay, now it's time for the Populars to take the stage!" Chris said out loud, as he pressed a button, and the Popular's faces went by rapidly. Eventually, it would stop on…

…

"...And Drake is our first Popular out on stage!" Chris continued, as Drake stepped on stage, and saw his supporters in the audience.

"WE LOVE YOU, DRAKE!"

"YOU DRAW US IN EVERY EPISODE!"

"YOU ROCK!"

"YOU ARE INSPIRATIONAL!"

Drake rubbed his head modestly, as he looked at Chris.

"Well, Chris? ...What do I gotta do?" Drake asked.

"That's for the Randomizer to find out!" Chris answered, as he pressed a button, as the Geek's faces went by rapidly. And eventually, it stopped on…

…

"...You shall be doing Marissa's talent of shooting with a crossbow!" Chris announced.

Drake smiled slightly. "I have some experience in that. I think I can manage."

Backstage, Stella was setting up some drink cans, as Drake was practicing with a toy crossbow.

"And go!" Stella said out loud.

Drake, in return, shot the cans with the toy arrows provided for him.

"Very cool!" Stella cheered out loud, as she took out a CD from behind her. "But… Let's see if you can try a moving target."

Drake raised his hand. "Uh… Why does that disc say AOL on it?"

But Stella simply shrugged. "Blame some girl that gave me this, along with the crossbow. I think my parents ended up getting these in the mail before I was even born. They ended up securing a LOT of them. Lord knows why they kept them all these years."

"So, you want me to aim and shoot when you say pull?" Drake asked.

"That's the ticket, Drake!" Stella exclaimed. "Now, you ready?"

Drake nodded, as he reloaded his toy crossbow, and Stella tossed the disc.

"PULL!"

Drake aimed for the disc, and shot it out of the air. Stella smiled, as she patted Drake on the back.

"Drake? I think you're ready for the real deal." Stella said out loud.

Drake nodded back. "Yeah, I am… Here's hoping that experience handling Marissa's crossbow pays off. As thus my mom's skill at that shooter with kids somehow on it shelling out… Well, foul language."

Confessional: So, are they quacking as censors now?

Drake: Hopefully I won't have to shoot at a lens and cause ketchup to cover the screen… I don't think I'm ready for that yet. -He chuckles sheepishly-

Stella: Hey, on the bright side, these discs work wonders as mirrors! Kinda faulty mirrors, but still mirrors. Filled with free hours of Internet Dial-Up… And nothing else... Err, okay, the mirror idea is a bust. But maybe it can be one of those doctor mirrors for any large stuffed animal? -She chuckles as well-

Now on stage, Drake readies himself, as some targets pop up from a stand nearby him. He shoots some arrows at the targets, nailing them.

He then shot a target through some life-savers that were standing up-right. He then spotted what appeared to be cardboard cut-outs of a large, orange, Hulkish creature, and a small girl. He didn't shoot at them.

He then spotted some balloons in the air, as he took aim and fired, hitting the balloon.

Finally, he noticed an apple on top of a head of cabbage. Taking aim, he fired, and hit the apple. He was now done, as he pocketed the crossbow and looked at the judges.

Rusty was stunned. "Drake… Do you take part in FPS tournies? Cause you were on fire! I give you an 8, because you kinda missed the Jasper and Princess Morbucks."

Drake shrugged. "Yeah, I rather not shoot at any cartoon characters, or humans... Or human cartoon characters for that matter."

Freight grinned. "Cool! I give you an 8 as well! Where did you pick up your shooting tricks?"

"I had experience on this stuff before." Drake admitted. "As well as watching my mom..."

Christine, rather sleepily, held up a 7. "Needs more Hunger Games..."

Drake rubbed the back of his head. "I don't think I'm ready for an actual bow and arrow..."

Upon seeing that he was done, he walked backstage to see a smiling Stella.

"Wow, Drake! You've really outshined yourself out there!" Stella complimented.

Drake could only blush. "Well, I did kinda take over after my mom slightly..."

Stella gave Drake a pat on the shoulder. "And I bet your mom is very proud of you..."

The two of them looked at each other, as Steph watched from afar.

Confessional: Drake's Crossbow Training… Would that have the same ring of bell?

Steph: Ugghh! Stella is getting a bit TOO chummy to Drake! She may even ruin my plans!

Stella: And to think, this is the same Drake who didn't want to hurt any of the Geeks on Day 2… He's gone a long way while staying his kind self, huh?

Drake: Hey, I also learned some techniques watching my mom's gaming… Still counts.

Chris was back onstage, sporting his signature grin.

"And that was Drake and his crazy crossbow! But we aren't done yet, cause it's back to the Geeks! And this time..." Chris announced, as he pressed the randomizer. Flashing by many Geek's faces like before, it eventually stopped on…

"...It's Nelson's turn!"

Nelson soon stepped onstage, as his fans cried out in cheers.

"SCORE ONE FOR CUTENESS!"

"YAY FOR THE NORPSE PAIRING!"

"DO IT FOR TOMOMI!"

"YOU'RE AWESOME!"

"Nah, you're more awesome!" Nelson shouted right back, as he faced Chris. "Okay, what's my talent I gotta face?"

"Well, that's for the Randomizer to decide..." Chris answered back, as he pressed a button. The same thing happened as last time, with Popular heads flashing on-screen, until it eventually stopped on…

…

...

"Well, will wonders ever cease? It stopped on your gal pal!" Chris finished, referring to Korpse. "Time to see if your gaming skills are up to notch."

Nelson grinned. "Oh, that's where I excel at in most properties."

"Well, we'll judge you after your performance. Now, head backstage, and get ready to game!" Chris said out loud, as Nelson nodded and walked backstage.

Nelson was in front of a TV, that was hooked up to an NES. The system was closed, so he couldn't glance at the game he was about to play. Korpse and Verna were nearby, watching.

"Man, Chris just HAD to get the classic model." Korpse pouted.

"Huh, I always thought you would enjoy the retro stuff like this..." Verna stated.

"I do. It's that mysterious games like this just… What if it's Karate Champ? Rocky and Bullwinkle? Hydlide?" Korpse asked.

"Nah, I don't think Chris would be that cruel." Verna answered back, as she turned towards Nelson. "Now, Nel? There's no shame in quitting if it's too much for you."

But Nelson shook his head, as he placed his index finger on the Power button.

"Total Drama CX… Power… ON!" Nelson declared, as he pressed the power button, and started the game.

Korpse looked at the TV, as her blood started to run cold.

She then gulped.

"Korpse? What's going on?" Verna asked.

"Yeah, what am I gonna get myself into?" Nelson turned around and asked, missing the title flash by a swift second.

"All I can say is…" Korpse started to say, as she turned towards Verna, with some cash in her pockets. "Verna, get Nelson some ice cream. I've have a feeling that he's gonna need it."

Verna nodded. "Will do, because… I'm starting to get some bad vibes, as well."

She soon left, as the title burst onto the screen…

"Battletoads? You gotta be kidding me!" Nelson said out loud. "Tomomi told me about this game; it's one of the toughest games to date!"

"And what's worse, is that due to it being your challenge, I can't co-op with you!" Korpse replied back. "All I can do is provide moral support! And even then, if I could do co-op, the game's glitched."

She then held Nelson's shoulders.

"Are you still sure you wanna do this?" Korpse asked. "Like I said days ago, there ain't no shame in quitting."

Nelson shook his head. "I can still do this… Besides, what is the objective of this challenge?"

Korpse sighed. "Beat the entire game in one sitting, without losing all your continues..."

Nelson could only frown.

"You were right about saying 'Oh shit'… I'm screwed, am I?"

Confessional: Insert one liner from the Dark Queen here.

Nelson: This is gonna suck…

Korpse: You gotta be kidding! Even I, along with Doomtaku's help, couldn't beat the game during a Stream one time! That game is more unfair than Blue from Pokemon!

Meanwhile, Ellis and Xantara were at a fair, being they weren't needed at the time. Currently, Ellis was aiming a dart at a balloon on a wall. Hitting the balloon, he then accepted what appeared to be a baby dragon plushie as a prize.

"Just wait until Marissa sees this beast." Ellis grinned. "Let's just say, I scored the most hits on this guy."

"I saw." Xantara replied back. "I could feel that you were really determined to win that dragon plushie."

"Hey, anything for my gal." Ellis smiled.

"I can feel that your aura's shining brightly with love." Xantara dreamly replied back.

"Not to forget that you're still shining with love, ya'll."

Xantara took notice to that, as she turned back around, and smiled big.

"Ron!" Xantara yelled out loud, as she ran into Ron's arms and gave him a huge hug.

Ron returned the hug with a smile. They hugged for quite a while, before they separated.

"Ron! When did you come into town? I thought you were removed off the show to properly grieve!" Xantara questioned out loud.

"Well, in truth… I was. But when that hurricane hit your island, I put my mourning aside, and tried to catch the next flight over. Now, I'm just staying in town until I head over to the Playa." Ron explained. "You're the flower of my eye, Xan! I couldn't just sit there and let some hurricane make me lose the first person that cared for me!"

"And that'll never happen." Xantara reassured back.

Ron then noticed Ellis, who was watching the entire scene play out.

"By the way, Ellis? Nice job on scoring a win with Marissa, there." Ron said out loud.

Ellis was puzzled. "Hey, how you know?"

"Body language says it all." Ron replied back. "That, and Xan's parents helped me out during my difficult time. They agreed that I would room with them after the show, and in the short time I was with them, taught me some of their practices. Not to mention that you have a dragon plushie, and who else on our team adores dragons?"

"Eh, maybe Verna?" Ellis shrugged. "And what I mean to say… Olivia? They're the two I know that would like dragons."

"Well, you got me there." Ron chuckled.

"So, we got time before me and Ellis' gotta head back. Wanna hang out?" Xantara offered.

"Gladly." Ron nodded.

"You two have fun; I'm going back to the challenge to support Marissa, okay?" Ellis said out loud

"Understandable." Xantara nodded, as she and Ron went off to hang at the fair, while Ellis walked back to the challenge, dragon plushie in tow…

Back with Nelson, he was down to his last life. He has since wasted all of his continues on the second stage, and he was feeling discouraged. Currently, he was transversing through the almost brain matter level that was Turbo Tunnel.

"I never knew how demonic this stage could be..." Nelson muttered.

"Yeah, if it was enough for Doomtaku to actually curse, you KNOW it was hard." Korpse replied back. "And even if you never met him before, he NEVER curses… Ever!"

Nelson kept his wits, and got past the beat-em'-up section of the stage. And upon arriving at what appeared to be jet skis on land, he boarded one of the skis. But despite his best efforts, he crashed into the wall, netting him a Game Over.

"HAHAHAHAHA! Tough break, BattleWimps! This side of the galaxy is mine HAHAHAHA!" The Dark Queen seemingly taunted on TV.

The TV then changed channels, as they displayed the judges. Rusty held up a 3. "Abysmal performance. You even struggled at level 1! Why did you even shack up with a gamer who should be with someone more hotter than you?"

Freight, hearing Rusty's words, held up a 6. "Don't worry, Delivery Gal Freight will deliver you some more joy."

Christine held up a 4, and yawned. "I took a nap around that hole with the cameras..."

Nelson could only sigh, as he looked up at Korpse.

"Korpse? Do you really believe at what Rusty said?" Nelson asked.

"Nah, not at all. You just got stuck at a really tough game." Korpse comforted. "If you were more in your element, you would have been kicking all sorts of ass."

Nelson gave off a hug at his girlfriend. "Thanks, Korpse… You always know what to say."

"Not always, mind ya!" Korpse defended herself, as Verna came back, holding some ice cream cones.

"I'm back with ice cream! And..." Verna said out loud, as she saw the two hugging. "Maybe I should come back later..."

Confessional: Be glad Nelson wasn't playing Mr. Gimmick. He would had been hosed.

Nelson: Who knew a game about toads could be so… Devilishly hard? Maybe I should yell at him. Or at a devil subsitute.

Korpse: I later agreed with Nelson that we would try BattleToads again, under more… Suitable circumstances. I know he can beat that game. If he got to Turbo Tunnel, then he can do anything.

Grace looked at the cannon, and motioned for Heidi to come forward.

"The heck this thing is for?" Grace asked.

"Well, I did hear something about pyrotechnics this morning…" Heidi answered back. "Maybe..."

She soon tapped the cannon, as it went off, sending a cannonball into the sky. It exploded, revealing an image of a bearded guy, with a lance. The bearded guy was in his boxer shorts.

"Euugghhh… It's times like these that make me glad I am a lesbian..." Grace shuddered.

Heidi glanced at the bearded guy, and raised an eyebrow.

"Where have I've seen this guy before?" Heidi asked out loud.

Back on stage, Chris was on stage, grinning to the audience.

"And with that fail out of the way, how about we see who the next Popular that has to do a random talent is?" Chris said out loud, as he pressed the button on the randomizer. It flashed by several faces, before finally landing on…

…

Stella's head.

"...And Stella is next to take to the stage!" Chris announced out loud.

Stella stepped out on-stage, as her fans cheered out loud.

"WE LOVE YOU, STELLA!"

"YOU'RE OUR SHINING STAR!"

"DRAKE/STELLA OTP!"

"YOU ROCK!"

But Stella shook her head. "Nah, you rock more!"

She then looked at Chris.

"So, what could I do? I much rather not be pumpkin carving, I'm not that good of an artist." Stella admitted.

"That's up for the randomizer to figure out!" Chris replied back, as he started it up again, this time, displaying Geek heads.

"I was kinda afraid of that..." Stella said out loud.

The Geek's faces flashed by several times, before landing on…

…

Verna's head.

"And you shall be doing Verna's talent, which was clothes making! Now, get to sewing!" Chris ordered.

"Well… You got it." Stella said out loud, as she walked backstage to see a sewing machine, already set up. A camera was looming overhead, as Drake walked next to Stella.

"I arrived when I heard you were gonna dive into something artsy." Drake admitted. "Need any of my services?"

"Well… Let's see..." Stella started to say, as she examined Drake. "Drake, we're both tall people… Think you can be a bit of a model for me?"

Drake gave off a smile. "Or course. So, what should I do?"

"Simple; since we're roughly the same height, all I gotta do is measure you." Stella explained, as she started to measure Drake from top to bottom. After mentally remembering Drake's measurements, she got to work on sewing up some patterns on the sewing machine.

"How come I feel like I'm gonna regret it?" Drake asked himself.

A few more minutes passed by, as Chris was back on stage.

"And with Stella having done with her dresses, modeling them off is your very own Shining Star… Stella!" Chris announced out loud. "First off, is a rather nice floral ensemble!"

Stella soon stepped out, in a floral patterned dress, as she looked at the judges with a smile. She spun around, showing off the dress, and did a small curtesy, as she left the stage.

Christine could only stare at Stella, blushing.

"And in a surprising turn of events, the next dress that's going to be displayed… Is gonna be worn by… Drake Flare?!"

Stepping onto the stage, Drake, dressed in a cartoon-themed dress, bravely looked at the judges, and posed for them, showing off the dress in the process.

"AUGH, my eyes!" Rusty whined out loud. "Save my eyes, legions of fangirls!"

Both Freight and Christine looked at each other rather curiously, as Drake made his leave.

And finally, donned in the star pattern, it's Stella, again!" Chris announced, rather uneasily.

Stella stepped back on stage, now in a star-patterned dress. Showing off the dress to the judges, she bowed, as she made her leave.

Christine was really blushing deeply now, as Freight took notice.

"Christine? You look a bit… Red. You feeling okay?" Freight asked.

"Oh! Yeah, I'm fine." Christine excused.

Confessional: Fine like a fox? HAHAHAHA! I'll stop now.

Christine: What can I say? Stella looked fine in that dress! ...My girlfriend's gonna kill me now, is she?

Drake: So… I cross-dressed for Stella's sake. But I would do anything for her. -He then smiles-

Stella was back on-stage, in her normal outfit, as she awaited the judges' final decision.

Rusty held up a 7. "This is for scarring me for life, bastard!" He yelled out loud, referring to Drake.

Freight held up a 9. "I very much enjoy the last dress! Your accessories really fit it rather well."

Christine held up a 10. "I swear, I'm only judging her, not thinking about her, don't kill me, Rose!"

"Thank you!" Stella thanked the judges, as she walked backstage, where Drake, back in his original outfit, was waiting.

"Awesome job, Stella!" Drake exclaimed.

"Thanks, even though you didn't have to cross-dress for me." Stella replied back.

"How else could you change dresses that quickly?" Drake asked back.

"Oh, believe me… I'm a bit of a natural at that part." Stella winked back.

:::

Chris came back on-stage, drinking from a bottle labeled 'Brain Bleach'.

"I swear, I need some of this stuff after seeing Drake in a dress..." Chris muttered out loud.

"Save some for me, old man!" Rusty demanded.

"How about… We move on to the next talent?" Chris questioned back, as he pounded the button on the randomizer. Cycling through the Geek's faces, it soon landed on…

…

Olivia's head.

"...And it's that bad girl herself, Olivia!" Chris finished, as Olivia took to the stage. She could recognize her fans from the spikes, the pink, blue, green, and purple hairstyles and piercings, anywhere.

"YOU ROCK!"

"TRASH THEM!"

"PIERCE THEM!"

"HEADBANG YOURSELF TO VICTORY!"

Olivia grinned from ear to ear. "Bad boys and girls! Maybe after the challenge, we can hang out?"

"Settle down, Olivia… First up, we should check and see what talent you gotta face!" Chris said, as he pressed the button on the randomizer. Several Popular faces went flashing by real fast… Until finally…

…

"...Hope you got a metal song that involves cooking, because you shall be doing Twiggy's talent!" Chris announced out loud.

Olivia grinned. "You bet I do! Linzey Rae, don't fail me now!"

She took off backstage, as Chris blinked.

"That's an actual metal singer?" Chris asked out loud. "In either case, since cooking'll take a while, we shall move on to other talents, until Olivia's finished!"

Confessional: Yeeeaahh, Olivia? Mind telling the audience at home?

Olivia: Yeah, I should explain… Linzey Rae is a metal singer who sung out recipes, metal style. She may only be known on YouTube, but dammit, her songs are already awesome for an up-n-comer! As for my grub? I may go simple and bake a cake. Just a simple chocolate cake. No harm can come to that… Right?

"Now, let's see who shall be talenting all while Olivia's cooking?" Chris announced, as he pressed the button on the randomizer again. Again, the Geek's heads flashed by rather quickly, until finally landing on…

…

Sting's head.

"...And it's our Cheerful Emo himself, Sting!" Chris announced, as Sting stepped onstage with applause. His fans, though…

"ALL RIGHT, STING!"

"YOU'RE SO COOL!"

"KICK BUTT!"

"COOLEST CONTESTANT EVER!"

Sting chuckled to himself. "Looks like I ended up with the Tween male demographic as my fans..."

"Now, Sting? It's time to find out what your talent's gonna be!" Chris announced, as he pressed the randomizer. Several heads of the Populars flashed by, as normal, before stopping on…

…

"...And you shall be doing Grace's talent, which is carving a pumpkin!" Chris finished.

Sting grinned. "I often took my cousins Trick-O-Treating around Halloween time, and they were greeted by various pumpkin designs… I'll do ya a solid."

Backstage, Sting was carving out, what appeared to be a rather cute design on his pumpkin. Moana, still in her firedancer get-up, was watching close-by.

"So, you're going for a cute design, huh?" Moana asked.

"Indeed, I am!" Sting replied back. "Halloween doesn't have to mean scary; you can dress as anything you want! Considering… What you wanna dress up as is legal in your state or provenance."

"Also, Halloween is more or less about scaring the scary spirits back where they belong… But where does the women dressed up as… Well, to properly word it… Sluts, belong?" Moana asked.

Sting chuckled. "Well… Maybe they flee, so they can attempt to be more… sluttier? Is that even a word?"

"And to further follow any logic, how about when people dress up as anime characters for Halloween?" Moana asked.

"Well, has anyone seen a witch, a vampire, a werewolf, or anything relating to them try to take on someone who can power up in a couple episodes and launch a powerful attack and live to tell the tale?" Sting questioned back.

"True. But, what if they dressed up as… Let's say, Chiyo Mihama from Azumanga Daioh?"

"And that's what we would like to call a Cuteness Overload." Sting winked.

"...Wow. Your stock Halloween creepy crawlies are such wimps." Moana admitted. "They're even scared of Politicians? They have four years to prep, and they're scared by someone who can become the next Prez of America?"

"Hey, even they watch Attack Ads." Sting chuckled.

"Wow… No wonder Wiley brought home a load after coming home dressed as the Whammy." Moana giggled back. "Now I'm thinking it is true, and that he hit up the rich people's houses."

"Right. And super heroes and villains? Well, they have superpowers, which are already magical enough." Sting said out loud. "And kids dressing up as demons? Err… Maybe they don't wanna harm a demonic brethren by mistake?"

"Makes sense to me." Moana shrugged.

"And done! What do you think?" Sting asked.

He turned it around for Moana to observe. It appeared to be a kitten, curled up in a ball, sleeping. There appeared to be two smaller kittens near the larger kitten.

"Awwwwwww, adorable!" Moana cooed out loud.

"Now, the main question is… Will the judges like it?" Sting asked.

Moana smiled. "Sting, I'm sure they will..."

Confessional: Hey, they haven't thought up Pumpkin Idol yet… So, you're in the clear, Sting!

Sting: I'm quite worried about Rusty's judging, to be honest. Knowing him, he would wanted me to carve some woman topless on this pumpkin… I think people actually do that!

Moana: This sorta pumpkin would make the Headless Horseman proud! ...But then, how would he even see?

A few minutes later, Sting was presenting the pumpkin to the judges, as they examined it. After a few moments, Rusty held up a 5.

"Not sexy or scary enough." Rusty stated out loud.

"Hey, these things don't have to be scary or sexy. It was basically my angle." Sting replied back.

Freight held up an 8. "I still find it rather cute."

Christine held up an 8 as well. "Yawwwwnnn… I know where I'm going after this gig..."

"To bed? Cause you could seriously use some sleep." Sting suggested.

Sting walked backstage, pumpkin in hand, as Grace looked at him.

"Sting! Dude! How do you even do it?" Grace asked.

"Do what, may I ask?" Sting questioned back.

"Your carving skills! Where do they even come from?" Grace asked back.

Sting smiled. "Well, it mostly came from learning from my older cousins."

"I see..." Grace pondered.

Confessional: Are we running low on pumpkin puns?

Grace: Dammit, lack of artistic ability!

Sting: That, and I learned some special techniques from the art teacher mom knows at school… Yeah, I look like the LAST person to be considered a teacher's pet.

Cherri took a look at the cannon, and gave it a little tap. It was set off again, and an explosion was seen in the skies again, this time, revealing what appeared to be a small, 8-bit kid. Right above him was an apple, ready to crush him.

"Er, I don't think I'm ready to be the guy..." Cherri stated to herself. "Hell, I have boobs. Do I look like a guy?"

Chris is back onstage, as he sported a huge grin.

"Now it's time for another Popular to take to the stage, and this time..." Chris announced, as he hit the Randomizer. Cycling through all of the Populars, it soon landed on…

…

Steph's head.

"It's Steph's turn to take on a talent!" Chris said out loud, as Steph stepped on-stage to a lot of loud booing.

"Aw, shut up! You know you love me!" Steph shouted back.

However, in the crowd, were her fans.

"DON'T LISTEN TO THESE LOSERS!"

"YOU CAN WIN THESE GAMES!"

"CREAM THESE GEEKS!"

"SCORE ONE FOR THE TRUE POPULARS!"

Steph smirked back. "I got followers… I approve."

"Now, Steph? Let's see what talent you shall be going through!" Chris announced, as he mashed down on the Randomizer.

"As long as I get to tattoo a… rather naughty body part on a certain Pokemaniac… Then I'm golden." Steph said out loud.

Verna winced at those words, as the randomizer cycled through several of the Geek's faces, until finally landing on…

…

"...And you won't be carving something into Verna today, because this time… You got Moana's talent of game show stuff!" Chris finished.

"What, that geeky activity?!" Steph exclaimed.

She then looked back at her fans, as she turned back around.

"Okay, for my fans..."

Backstage, Verna breathed a huge sigh of relief, as Cherri comforted her.

"Eh, I would have fixed it up for ya, even if I did get picked." Cherri said out loud. "How do you like your Exeggutor? Normal, or-"

"Cherri, shush! Nobody needs to know about that Exeggutor tattoo that mom got before I was born!" Verna scolded, as she face-palmed herself. "Oops..."

Confessional: Yeah, that musta hurt.

Verna: Granted, mom was young at the time... Sorry about that, mom!

Cherri: I was only gonna say Shadow Exeggutor from Pokemon XD. Yeesh, people are always up in arms about spoiler warnings these days...

Steph was behind a podium, looking at a rather large screen. She was between two people, and was examining the one to her right. The girl Steph was looking at had her black hair in a ponytail, which was streaked various colors. She also had green bangs. She took a quick glance at the Bellsprout tattoo on her upper back, and winced.

"My God, they're multiplying..." Steph shivered, as she noticed the person to her left. He looked to be normal. But had a Warp Star from Kirby on his shirt.

"Yep, really multiplying..."

Backstage, Verna took note at the female, as Cherri took notice.

"Hey… You know that girl?" Cherri asked out loud.

"Know her? She's RowletGal251! She's a regular on a Pokemon forum I attend and moderate, as well! Not only is she knowledgeable about Pokemon, she's also very skilled at whip work, and is a bit of a camper, as well!" Verna explained.

"And she has some sweet-ass ink, to boot." Cherri grinned.

Verna chuckled. "A one-track mind, huh?"

Back with Steph, they looked bored, as Freight did her best shot at introducing the talent.

"Today, Steph here will be going after Rory and Ichigo, two people we picked from the audience! But she'll have to avoid the Whammy as she plays perhaps the most boring game of her life! From Poutine Shores in Canada, it's time to Press Your Luck! ...And pray we don't get sued! And now, the temp host of this game, Chris McLean!" Freight announced out loud.

"Thanks, Freight. And as you can figure out, Steph here has to win against Rory and Ichigo here! But if she gets four Whammies, she's out of the challenge by default!" Chris explained to the crowd.

"I'm ready to do this, Chris." Rory said out loud.

"You ready to take down Steph, Rory?" Ichigo asked.

"Ready as a Raticate, Ichigo." Rory replied back.

"Err… I am here, don't ya know?" Steph said out loud.

"Now, Steph here is the first up to spin! So… Good luck!" Chris announced, as he grinned.

Steph looked at the giant board, as she studied it.

"Okay… I ain't gonna have some geeky and lame activity like a game show end me..." Steph glared, as she pounded on her buzzer.

"BUZZ!"

"And Steph nets a Whammy." Chris announced, as on-screen, what appeared to be a chibi Whammy looked at the crowd.

"Er… Giv' me yer muny..." The chibi Whammy pleaded, as the audience cooed at the cute imagery.

Steph growled, as she noticed that she had one Whammy.

"Now, you're down one Whammy. You wanna pass your spins to someone?" Chris asked.

"Nope, ain't happening! Start it back up!" Steph ordered, as the board started again. "I did NOT get this far to be taken out by some other Pokemaniac and her boyfriend. STOP!"

She pounded it, and netted 400 Bucks and a Free Spin.

"Now we're in business… I shall keep going!" Steph said out loud, as the board started back up. "And STOP!"

She netted a Whammy, as a normal Whammy bounced up and down, taking away Steph's Whammy.

"Oh, you may wanna think about your next move, Steph..." Chris warned.

"You know what? I'll keep going!" Steph replied back.

But backstage, Moana nodded.

"Yep, she's fell for it..." Moana stated out loud. "I know this game like the back of my own hand."

She then shook her head.

"Wiley? Guess you'll be getting a Whammy fix, ya little guppy."

A few minutes elapsed, as Steph held a steady lead over Ichigo and Rory, who had 3 Whammies, while Steph had 2.

"You can still do it, Rory!" Ichigo cheered.

"But… How can I? Steph here keeps on passing her spins to me." Rory replied back.

"And if it is my turn..." Rory thought, as a smile crept on his face. "Chris? I pass my spins over to Steph."

"What?!" Steph replied back.

"Steph, looks like you're in command of the board again." Chris announced out loud, as Steph growled.

"You blasted… Mini-Pokemaniac..." Steph growled, as she took to the board. "I can still cream everyone here! STOP!"

She stopped the board, as she landed on a Whammy.

"FUCK!" Steph cursed, as the rather 3-D Whammy gave off a smirk.

"Money in your bank… Bye-Bye!" The Whammy taunted, as Steph pouted.

"Wow, three Whammies… Better be careful cause your fourth-" Chris started to say, as…

"Chris! I pass them to Ichigo!" Steph yelled out loud in panic.

Ichigo nodded, as she took to the board.

"Okay, let's do this! Big bucks, big bucks! No whammies, no whammies… STOP!" Ichigo chanted, as she pounded her podium's button.

"500 Bucks and a Free Spin!" Chris announced.

Ichigo did some thinking, and grinned.

"I pass the spins I have over to Steph!" Ichigo said out loud.

"Okay, but that still means you gotta use your last spin." Chris stated.

"It's fine." Ichigo replied back, as she took to the board again. "No Whammies, stop!"

"300 Bucks and a Free Spin!" Chris announced again. "And just like that, it's Steph's turn!

Steph growled at Ichigo. "I loathe you..."

She took to the board, as she gulped.

"Okay, I ain't going down yet! You better give me something good, and NOT one of those stupid red trolls that look like a supervillain! STOP!" Steph pounded down on the buzzer, as…

…

"BZZT!"

Steph landed on a Whammy. But that was not all that awaited her…

…

"SQUUUUUUURRRRRREEEEE!"

"WHOA!" Steph was taken back. What appeared to be a Whammy, looking all banged up, jump-scared on the screen, as static appeared on screen. The words 'Game Over' soon appeared, with an X marked through an 8-Bit face of Steph.

"And that's game for Steph!" Chris announced out loud.

"What? This is rigged! RIGGED, I TELL YOU!" Steph screamed back.

Rory looked over at Ichigo.

"Hey, Ichi? You want to head over to the ferris wheel?" Rory offered.

"Oh, sure!" Ichigo agreed, as the two left the stage.

Steph glared at the judges, who were displaying low scores of all 1's, with Christine, who gave a 3.

"I ended up with low scores, because I didn't cream those turds?!" Steph yelled back.

"Eh, too much talk, not enough action." Rusty shrugged.

"That Ichi girl looked rather rad, though." Freight nodded.

"I agree." Christine replied back.

Steph, not getting an answer from the three judges, stomped backstage in rage.

"I'll show you… I'll show all of you..." Steph muttered.

But Moana could only watch Steph walk away, as she nodded.

Confessional: Steph's luck ran out…

Moana: Yep, I knew that Steph was gonna blow it, and I'm not even on the same team as her. Still, she wouldn't hold a candle to my little bro when it comes to game shows, though. -She smiles-

Verna: I met up with Ichigo later on. I even gave her an autograph, as well! I shall make you proud.

"Now with that fail outta the way… Let's see what Geek has to do some random talent next!" Chris announced, as he pressed the button on the Radomizer. Like always, it cycled through the contestant's faces, until landing on…

…

"...And it's Marissa's turn to make a move!" Chris said, as Marissa took to the stage. The audience cheered out loud, as she noticed her fans cheering the hardest.

"ROLL A WIN FOR EVERYONE!"

"COOLEST! GEEK! EVER!"

"EEEEEEEEE!"

"WE LOVE YOUR HAIR!"

Marissa rubbed against her frizzy hair, as she faced Chris.

"So, Chris? What's the Campaign for today?" Marissa asked.

"It's quite simple! Today, you shall be..." Chris answered, as he pressed the randomizer. It cycled through the Popular team's heads rather fast, until finally, it landed on…

…

"...Your task, is to sing a song!" Chris finished, seeing that the randomizer showed Stella's head.

Marissa nervously nodded. "That, I can provide. Just give me a few minutes to prep."

Backstage, Marissa was doing some thinking, as she was writing a song down.

"Hmm… What do you think would rhyme with 'Dragon' if I may ask?" Marissa questioned, as she moaned in frustration. "Ellis would know… Where is he?"

"Right here, my lovely Dungeon Queen."

Marissa turned to see Ellis, standing there. The plushie of the dragon was near him.

"Ellis! Thank the Gods you're here!" Marissa said out loud, hugging Ellis. She then noticed the plushie. "Where you get the dragon?"

"I scored it for you, Marissa." Ellis replied back. "I knew that you love these guys… So, I had to win one for you."

Marissa smiled, as she went back to her seat, and started to write rather feverishly.

"Thanks to you, El… I now know what to sing about!" Marissa said out loud, as she looked at the lyrics that she wrote down. "And done! Time to roll a 20, and really impress these judges!"

Confessional: Maybe it'll be a natural 20?

Marissa: Besides, how bad can this go?

Ellis: I still gotta learn these DnD terms...

In the kitchen, Olivia was busy making what appeared to be a chocolate cake for the judges. Despite what many would think of her, she was a rather decent baker. She was even singing to herself, as well, along with some music playing from a radio. Only she was adding her own lyrics to the song.

"Scoop! Scoop! Scoop up the sugar!" Olivia sung out loud, as she was pouring some sugar into the bowl. "It's the sweetest cake from the cafe, that my momma works all day! Baked to perfection, at a hefty temperature, making everyone from all corners of town deeply crave!"

"Hey, Olivia!"

Olivia grumbled, as she turned down the volume on her radio. She turned to see Steph, standing in the door frame.

"Steph, you should know that it's against human nature to interrupt a metalhead during a trash fest!" Olivia stated. "Ya understand?!"

"Oh, really? Well… I got a hot tip that someone about to board the ferris wheel has some unique hair." Steph said out loud.

Olivia peeked a little attention. "How unique?"

"Oh, just some streaks." Steph replied back, as Olivia frowned. "But… She does have some really bitchin' ink."

Olivia's attention was peeked more, a smile developing on her face. "How unique?"

"Well, it may not be up to your standards-"

"Listen, ink's ink! Tell me more!" Olivia ordered. "Does she also have a body piercing?"

"Well, I think her bellybutton is pierced..." Steph guessed.

Olivia grinned. "Cooking can wait, I gotta scope her out!"

Olivia ran out of the kitchen, leaving behind a dust cloud shaped like her, as Steph approached the mix.

"Now… To mix some of this stuff in." Steph grinned deviously, as she held out a canister marked laxatives, and pulled the contents in.

Back on stage, Marissa was standing in front of the audience, with Ellis not too far behind watching, as she looked at the person controlling the music.

"Music guy? Hit it." Marissa winked, as some piano music began to ring out.

'Gonna Level Grind Now', sung to Queen's Don't Stop Me Now

Marissa

Tonight, I'm gonna have a long level grind

'Cause last fight, I nearly died…

By an orc, carrying a lava mace, yeah

And I'm only a level 15…

So let's level grind now…

Let's level grind…

The piano music started to pump up, as Marissa grinned widely. She knew she could really let loose now.

Marissa

Cause your treasure is mine! Your treasure is mine!

I'm a Gnome Archer, running through the fields, slaughtering, those level 1 orcs

El's a Paladin, protectin' us two up like Cait Sith, we're gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping us!

We're running through the game, yeah!

200 HP, that's why they call us the Dungeon Duo!

We're dungeon crawlin' at the speed of light!

I wanna make a Job Class outta ya!

Let's level grind now!

That manticore has a rare drop, and it's a rare glove.

Let's level grind now!

And once we're high leveled, no losin' a drop of blood!

Let's level grind, cause we're huntin' Metal Slimes!

Let's level grind, cause our swords are really gonna shine!

Gomi's a Healer Gnome, he's gonna truly buff us up, during our totally long battle.

Hyun's a Black Mage, ready to launch a missile, like a short range, about to-to-to explode!

Our level's risin' really high, yeah!

300 HP, that's why we're still a Dungeon Duo!

Still dungeon crawlin' at the speed of light!

I wanna make a Job Class outta ya!

Level Grindin', Level Grindin', Level Grindin'

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Level Grindin', Level Grindin', Level Grindin'

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Level Grindin', Level Grindin', Level Grindin'

Gonna beat 'em! Gonna beat 'em!

OOOOOOHHHH YEAH!

Takin' on the boss now, yeah!

400 HP, that's why we're a true Dungeon Duo!

We're gonna ace this campaign!

We're gonna make a Job Class outta ya!

Still gonna level grind!

Many more dungeons await us, and we still won't fall.

Gotta keep with the grind!

If you wanna join our party, just give us a call!

Gotta level grind now!

I spot a Metal Slime!

Gotta level grind now!

And now our swords are really gonna shine!

Marissa took a few breaths, as she looked at the judges. The audience was roaring with applause.

"And the rest of the song is just composed of the word 'la'. So, what do you think?" Marissa asked.

Rusty held up a 9. "Very nice retention of a classic song. Course, I would do better."

Freight held up what appeared to be an 11, but it was a 10 and the 1, covering up the 0. "Chris, is this allowed? No? Fine. I give you a 10, because I just ADORE Queen! You really delivered on your performance!"

Christine held up a 10 as well. "You really seemed to rock the stage, Marissa. And it's not because I'm starring at… Well… Eh, you did good."

Marissa smiled warmly. "Thanks, guys."

She left the stage with the audience still cheering, as Ellis greeted her.

"Wow, that was AMAZING!" Ellis exclaimed.

"Thanks, Ellis!" Marissa replied back. "But mainly, this song was inspired by you."

Ellis, without a word, gave Marissa a kiss on the cheek, causing her to blush deeply.

"You're such an awesome Dungeon Queen..." Ellis truthfully said out loud.

"And you're a sweet guy as well." Marissa replied back.

Confessional: They truly are the Dungeon Duo, huh?

Marissa: And I'm half surprised I had the confidence to step out on stage…

Ellis: I never thought I would have contributed to this challenge, even if it was by inspiration. Guess the Power of Love is deeper than any spell, huh? -He blushes-

At the ferris wheel, both Rory and Ichigo were sitting in one of the cars, as the two looked at the scenery.

"Wow, this scenery is very awesome!" Ichigo said out loud. "I feel like a Pidgey in the air!"

"Yeah, we are so high up..." Rory replied back.

Ichigo smiled at her boyfriend. "This has been the best date ever..."

Rory smiled back. "Well, you are the best girlfriend ever."

The two were about to inch closer and closer, about to kiss, as…

"Hey!"

Cue record needle scratch sound effect here, as the two looked to see Olivia, sitting there, with a smile on her face.

"Huh? How did you even get up on here?" Rory asked, in confusion.

"Yeah, spill the beans! How you even get in here without us noticing?" Ichigo also asked out loud.

Olivia only grinned, as she held up a book, labeled 'Offscreen Teleportation Made Easy'. There was what appeared to be an African-Canadian woman with black hair and red streaks on the cover.

"I only learn from the best." Olivia smirked.

"Still, are we over capacity?" Rory asked.

"Eh, these cars can fit four." Olivia shrugged. "But in either case…"

She then pointed at Ichigo.

"You! I got a hot tip that you have a really badass hairstyle!" Olivia said out loud. "Can I see?"

Ichigo could only shrug, as she showed off her ponytail, which was streaked all sorts of colors.

"Cool…" Olivia complimented. "Also, that hot tip also included a bellybutton piercing as well. Can I see it as well?"

Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle as she lifted her shirt a little, showing off her bellybutton piercing.

"Nice! I want one! Lastly, said hot tip also said that you're sporting some sweet skinart. I wanna see!" Olivia grinned from ear to ear.

"Well… You kinda picked a bad time for me to show off my tattoos, but..." Ichigo replied back, as she lifted the sleeve of her t-shirt, showing off a Toxic Badge tattoo on her left arm.

"Really awesome..." Olivia said out loud.

"I also got a Bellsprout on my upper back, a Swirlix on my ankle, and the sign of friendship on my other ankle. Not to mention a tattoo of Rory on my leg as well." Ichigo explained.

"Yeah, I got a tattoo of Ichigo on my leg as well." Rory admitted.

"Nice! I want some bitchin' tattoos as well!" Olivia said out loud.

"Well… I usually go to this one place for my skinart. I think I can hook you up." Ichigo replied back.

"Thanks! You gonna get more?" Olivia asked. "Like on your other arm, to balance it out?"

"Err… Not right now." Ichigo answered back. "In the future, probs."

She then gave Olivia what appeared to be a couple cards.

"Here's the place for that parlor, and my dA address, so you can see the skinart I can't show ya." Ichigo explained.

"Nice, thanks!" Olivia replied back.

"Say… Are you part of that show?" Rory asked.

Olivia suddenly snapped into attention.

"Crap! I got so into inking and body piercings that I forgot about that literal bun in the oven!" Olivia exclaimed. "Uh..."

She then pointed to the window behind Ichigo and Rory

"Look, you two! Someone's trying to capture an Articuno thingy!"

The two of them turned around with confusion.

"Wait, no there's not..." Rory said out loud, as the two turned around to see that Olivia has already left, leaving behind an autograph. "Where did she go?"

"Beats me." Ichigo replied back. "She did leave her autograph, though."

Ichigo then read the autograph.

To the coolest, inked up gal ever! ~Olivia

Ichigo could only smile, as thus Rory.

Back on stage, Chris was grinning at the audience.

"Well, was that fun, everyone?" Chris said out loud. "But now, it's time to continue on with our challenge! Let's see what Popular shall be tackling a talent next..."

Chris then pressed the button on a randomizer. It cycled through several heads of the Populars, before finally settling on…

…

"...And it's Grace's turn to take to the stage!" Chris announced, as Grace stepped on-stage. She was met with some cheers, as she spotted her fans.

"YOU CAN SPROUT HIGH!"

"DO IT FOR HER!"

"RIPEN THEM UP!"

"MAKE JAM OUTTA THEM!"

"Will do!" Grace saluted, as she faced Chris. "So, what shall be my talent that I have to face?"

"Well, that's all up to the Randomizer to decide." Chris replied back, as he pressed the button on the Randomizer again. It cycled through several Geek's faces, before finally landing on…

…

"...And it's time to get your Canadian Ink on, because you got Cherri's talent of doing tattoos!" Chris announced.

Grace gulped. "But… I am not artsy, if at all! Besides, those things are attached to ya for the rest of your life! And besides… Someone's gotta volunteer!"

"And it ain't gonna be me!" Steph yelled from backstage.

"And my daddy would kill me if I ever got inked." Heidi replied back.

"ME, ME, ME!" Olivia shouted out loud, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. "I volunteer! I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"

Steph raised an eyebrow. "How did you..."

Olivia held up the cover of the book she showed earlier to Ichigo. "I'm still learning, aren't I? Plus, do you expect me to just up and disappear when I hear the 'T' word being heard in a half-mile radius?"

"Are you sure, Olivia?" Stella asked. "Like what Grace said..."

"You don't know me well enough, starry." Grace winked back. "Chris? I'm ready to get inked!"

But Chris simply chuckled. "Nice try, Katniss. But, it would be too easy if someone who actually wants this kinda stuff would volunteer. We gotta make things interesting for the audience. So..."

Chris then started up the randomizer again, this time, displaying the heads of all the contestants, be it Popular or Geek, flashing by.

"Whoever the Randomizer chooses… Gets inked by Grace. It's as simple as that." Chris stated.

Nearly everyone watched with bated breath, with Olivia crossing as many fingers as she could.

"Please be me… Please be me..." Olivia whispered to herself.

The randomizer cycled through several faces, before finally stopping on...

"...And it's gonna be Stella that gets inked! Tough break, too." Chris announced out loud.

"Aww..." Oliva sighed in disappoint.

"What?" Stella questioned out loud. "But… How? I never truly experienced something like this before..."

Drake quickly got to Stella's side.

"Stella, you don't have to worry; I shall not leave your side while the process is being done." Drake reassured. "I promise."

"Thanks, Drake." Stella smiled back.

"That, and you got a little experience under your belt, already!" Olivia chimed in, referring to the star markings on Stella's face.

Stella raised an eyebrow, as she pointed to her star markings. "I never even told you about these… How did you?"

"Oh, I know a true tattoo from a temp." Olivia winked back.

Confessional: Yep, that's Olivia for ya. Did we mention that already?

Stella: Mom? Dad? Don't hold it against me, okay?

Drake: How do I know what to even do? Well, mom did tell me stories about how some people held some other people's hands when they were getting tattooed. So, I thought I would do the same.

Now lying on her stomach, Stella's shirt was lifted, exposing her lower back.

"So… I'm gonna try to pander to your interests, and go for a simple star. Sound fair?" Grace offered.

"Yeah. I still think Olivia should be sitting here." Stella replied back.

Drake patted Stella's hand in comfort.

"If this hurts, I apologize." Grace said out loud. "Okay… 1. 2. 3!"

At that moment, the tattoo gun started to draw on Stella's lower back, as the Idol winced in pain.

"Ugh, ow..." Stella moaned out, squeezing Drake's hand. "I never been in this much pain since my Appendix was inflamed back at the age of 11..."

Grace continued to tattoo on Stella, as she continued to squeeze harder.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Sorry, Stella!" Grace apologized.

"It's not me, to be honest." Stella replied back.

She then looked up to see Drake, wincing in pain.

"Glad I chose my left hand..." Drake said out loud. "Ow..."

"Sorry, Drake!" Stella apologized back.

Stella continued to wince in pain, as after a few minutes…

"And done! Judges? What do you think?" Grace asked out loud, as she looked back at the star she inked onto Stella. "I apologize for any lack of artistic skill."

Indeed, it looked very crappily and hastely done.

In response, Rusty held up a 1. "I rather not have you ink me anytime soon…"

Freight held up a 4. "Yeah, gotta say… You need some practice."

Christine sleepily held up a 3. "Sorry… Wake me when there's something exciting going on."

Grace sighed, as she walked backstage.

Heidi was busy psyching herself up for her portion of the challenge, as she saw Grace, feeling downtrodden.

"Grace? Sorry that your attempt went sour..." Heidi reassured. "I still gotta admit, you did a good job."

Grace smiled slightly. "Thanks, Heidi. But I know now that art is not my forte."

"Come… I'll treat you to an orange smoothie." Heidi offered, as the two took off.

Meanwhile, Stella looked at a pic of her tattoo, and sighed.

"It's that bad… Is it?" Stella lamented out loud.

Drake looked at the tattoo, and sighed.

"Er… You're still beautiful, are you?" Drake tried to reassure her.

"Is… there any way that it can be removed?" Stella asked.

"While there is, I rather not go for it."

Both Drake and Stella turned to see Cherri, approaching the two.

"Hey, Cherri." Stella greeted the Entomologist.

"No offense to Grace, but she did a… rather crappy job." Cherri said out loud. "And like I said, there would be a way to remove it, but from what I heard, it's way more painful than getting it done in the first place."

Stella winced at that thought.

"Buuuuuttt… Being that we got a few hours before the tattoo gun is returned, how about I improve on it a… Well, a little would be exaggerating it. How about a cover-up job on that skinart? My treat, absolutely free of charge." Cherri offered.

Stella did some thinking, before…

"Sure, go for it!" Stella nodded rather quickly.

"Nice!" Cherri grinned. "Now, let's see here..."

She examined Stella's back, and smiled.

"I have an idea on how I can do this."

Back in the kitchen, Olivia was holding up what appeared to be a finished chocolate cake, coated with some chocolate frosting. She grinned at her result.

"Well, getting inked for my first time may be out, but cooking is still in! Thank you, Devils Food cake mix!" Olivia exclaimed. "Now, to see what the judges think!"

Walking on-stage with the cake, she looked at the judges.

"We got ourselves a simple chocolate cake for you three to try out!" Olivia said out loud, giving a piece of cake to each of the judges.

Rusty was the first one to take a bite. Upon swallowing, he gave off a smirk.

"Huh, this is rather good-"

He then held his stomach close.

"Ugh… Excuse me..."

Rusty then ran off to a porta-potty, as he moaned in pain. A few minutes later, he exited out, looking rather cheesed off. He held up a 1 in response.

"What the holy hell are you trying to do?! Poison me to death?!" Rusty shouted out loud. "What was even in that cake?"

Freight was confused. "A tainted cake?"

Both she and Christine ate a bite of the cake, as they too, ran to the porta-potties. After a couple more minutes, they exited, and sat back down.

"Yikes, I had to deliver a load rather quickly..." Freight moaned, as she held up a 4. "Perhaps you added in the wrong ingredients?"

Olivia was puzzled. "I don't quite understand… I followed the directions of the recipe right down to the letter!"

Christine held up a 3. "Sorry…"

Olivia accepted the rest of the cake, and walked backstage.

"And tough break for Olivia, there!" Chris announced out loud. "But what'll happen with the rest of the Residents? We'll take a short intermission. Be back in a sec!"

Olivia was back in the kitchen, as she examined all of the ingredients.

"This has really gone all pants! Hell, it's gone beyond pants! More like overalls! Every ingredient I used was marked way before their expiration date! How could a simple chocolate cake make the judges all of a sudden take a crap just like that?" Olivia pondered.

She then noticed the one place she didn't look at… The trash can. She dug through the top of the trash, and pulled out a wrapper.

"...Quick-Acting Chocolate Laxatives?" Olivia questioned out loud. "Who would add something like that to a chocolate… cake..."

She then remembered who she spoke to, while she was busy making the cake… Her eyes lowered in anger.

"Why that… Frumious bandersnatch!" Olivia shouted out loud. "How DARE Steph uses my love of ink and fashionable shrapnel against me!"

She stomped out of the kitchen in rage, as Steph was nearby, in a cabinet, having overheard the whole thing.

Confessional: Set Rattigan from shocked… To anger.

Steph: HAHAHAHAH! Trolling that metalhead was the most fun I ever had since… Well, ever!

Olivia: What to do to give back… Permanently inking a skull on Steph's arm would be way too easy. -She then grins deviously- I know! Ruining her sleep schedule by blasting Anthrax on high! Yes… That'll be the ticket… Now, to go all stealth on her.

Chris was back onstage, sporting a huge grin.

"Well, hope you all loved stretching your legs, because this show is back on!" Chris announced out loud. "And since a Geek already showed off their not-so talent and failed… It's time for a Popular to try to save this show!"

He then pressed the button on the Randomizer, as various Popular heads went cycling through. And soon enough, it landed on…

…

"...And it's Korpse's turn to take to the stage!" Chris finished, as Korpse walked on-stage to a lot of cheering.

She smiled, as she spotted her fans.

"YOU'RE AWESOME!"

"WE LOVE YOU!"

"WE WATCH YOU EVERY WEEK!"

"DO THE LINE!"

Korpse smirked, as she inhaled.

"HELLLLLOOOO, Total Drama fans, and welcome back to Total Drama: Geeks VS. Populars!" Korpse announced out loud. The crowd cheered louder.

Chris rolled his eyeballs. "Sure, outstage me, why don't 'cha..."

"So, what do I gotta do?" Korpse asked. "Considering that the options are lowering now, it could be anything sporty or something else entirely."

"Well, let's all see… Shall we?" Chris said out loud, as he started the randomizer again. It cycled through several Geek's heads, until it landed on…

…

"...And you end up doing your fellow nose ring sportin' contestant's talent of puppeteer work!" Chris finished, referring to Sting's talent.

Korpse shrugged. "Eh, besides, there's only four that do sport nose studs anyway. I'll see what I can do with that."

Backstage, Korpse was looking backstage, looking for a puppet to use.

"This guy? Nope." Korpse said, as she placed the puppet back. She then held up a fish. "This girl? Nada, I don't truly know her character to be honest."

Nelson soon approached Korpse, holding what appeared to be a plushie of a Phantump.

"Hey, Korpse?" Nelson asked out loud. "I just got this delivered to me by that pink-haired judge by… Well, an unknown sponsor. It looks to be crafted for me in mind, but… Maybe you can use this little guy?"

Korpse did some thinking, as she hugged her boyfriend.

"Nel? You're the bestest boyfriend ever!" Korpse replied back, accepting the Phantump. "But are you sure? This may cause you to be booted off your team, and-"

"Hey, you helped comforted me after my talent, and if one of us has to pass a challenge, I rather have it be you." Nelson admitted.

Korpse nodded. "Then I shall do you justice, bud."

She then took to the stage, as Nelson watched…

Confessional: But… Did this make or break Nelson?

Nelson: Hey, while we may be on different teams, I still want to help her out. And I couldn't watch her use a puppet that she would have no connection to!

Soon enough, Chris grinned at the audience.

"And now, for your viewing pleasure… It's Korpse, along with her sidekick… Pamela, the Dead-Enough Phantump!"

Korpse was sitting down, with her hand in the Phantump puppet. It appeared to be doctored a bit by Korpse, wearing some skull earrings on its twigs, as well as a small nose-ring where its 'nose' would be. It also appeared to be a small necklace with a golden skull hanging on the end.

"Greeeetttiiinngggsss, everybody!" Korpse yelled out loud, as her puppet looked shocked.

"EEP! I'll hug ya! I'll hug all of ya!" Pamela shouted out loud.

"So, how was your life in… Well, Kalos?" Korpse asked.

"Well, rather fruitiful, once that flower debloomed back in Geosenge. Seriously, the heck happened there?" Pamela asked.

"From what I knew, it tried to get free cable from Alola." Korpse excused, as the audience laughed.

"EEP! I'll hug ya! I'll hug all of ya!" Pamela replied to her laughing audience.

"So, it says that your Pokedex entry said that you were a kid that… Well, suddenly became a Phantump. What was your life beforehand?" Korpse asked.

"Well, just thinking about wanting to haunt Kabutops the Pokesaur beyond the grave, playing with a Mama Luigi board, lookin' at a crystal ball… Just the whole nine yards." Pamela answered truthfully, as the audience laughed again. "I'll hug ya! I'll hug all of ya!"

"Pamela… That sounds all sorts of creepy." Korpse said out loud.

"Whatta expect, I'm a Ghost Type. It's all written in the fine print, buddy!" Pamela stated, as the audience laughed again. "I'll hug ya! Hug the hell outta all of ya!"

"Not to mention that you recently joined this… Well, new evil team?" Korpse asked. "Well, evil would be pushing it a bit."

"Hey, anything for that bitchin' necklace they wear." Pamela replied back, as the audience laughed. "And I would say something else, but then I would have pigtails backstage, giving me the third degree!"

The audience laughed some more.

"I'll hug ya! I'll hug all of ya!" Pamela said out loud as the audience laughed even harder.

"So, what's the deal with the occult, while technically speaking that you are classified as occult, now?" Korpse asked.

"Well, at least every Friday, I get awarded with Ectoplasm donuts." Pamela admitted. "You have your choice of glazes! Regular, Chocolate, and my personal favorite, Witches' Hair."

The audience laughed a little.

"What kinda witch?" Korpse asked.

"Eh, somebody who lives in some kinda washing machine who wants to run America. No big whoop." Pamela answered back, to where the audience laughed even harder. "I'll hug ya! I'll hug all of ya!"

Korpse grinned, as she took a bow. "Thanks a lot, you've all been great!"

She then looked at the judges, as Rusty held up a 7. "Seriously, that made me laugh some..."

Freight held up a 9. "Wow, you're really outshined yourself for your first time doing that!"

Christine held up an 8. "You made me feel an emotion. A good one. I thank you, Pamela."

"I still wanna hug ya, ya know!" Pamela responded back, as both she and Korpse went backstage.

"Korpse, that was amazing!" Nelson exclaimed back.

"Thanks, Nel!" Korpse replied back. "And you know what? I think our channel may have itself a new mascot..."

"Well, with the audience loving her… She's bound to be a huge hit." Nelson said, as he was 'hugged' by Pamela.

"Warned ya that I would hug ya." Korpse responded back as Pamela.

Nelson could only chuckle.

Confessional: Looks like Korpse ended up with a new party member…

Korpse: Yeah, I gotta admit… I took one of my fave stand-up comedians and took my own spin to it. If you're watching this show, that was for you! -She gives a double thumbs-up-

Chris was onstage, as he flashed a grin.

"And now, it's back to the challenge, with the next Geek up in line! We don't have that many left, so let's see who gets chosen to take to the stage!" Chris announced, as he pressed the button on the randomizer.

It cycled through several of the Geek's faces, before finally landing on…

…

"...And it's the Pokemaniac herself, Verna!" Chris finished, as Verna stepped on stage. She was met with cheers, as she looked out at her fans.

"GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL!"

"BE THE VERY BEST!"

"YOU CAN TAKE DOWN STEPH!"

"DO IT FOR YOUR BRO!"

Verna smiled warmly at that last cheer, as she faced Chris.

"So, Chris? What talent shall I do battle with today?" Verna asked.

"Well..." Chris answered, as he pressed the randomizer again, with the Popular's heads cycling through. And eventually, it would land on…

…

"...And it's time to awaken your inner Smeargle, cause you shall be doing Drake's talent, which is drawing!" Chris announced out loud.

Verna grinned. "You got it! Besides, counting down until a new Pokemon has fanart is quite a past-time of mine."

Verna was drawing a scene on a tablet, all while Mozart was watching.

"Whoa, you never told me you were quite a talented artist, babe." Mozart grinned.

"Hey, I never had much time to do this kinda stuff, when I was being hounded by Steph." Verna admitted. "That, and I usually taken up commissions, as well."

"Well, that makes sense." Mozart nodded, as he noticed what kinda Pokemon Verna was drawing. "Err, babe? Is that an actual Pokemon?"

"Yes, it is!" Verna grinned back.

Mozart blinked. "It looks more ready for bed, than ready to lay a beat-down on some Mons, to be honest."

"That's the charm of it, Moze." Verna winked back. "I don't care about what anyone else says, I have a heart for the inanimate object Pokemon."

"Er, babe? Don't you like… Well, any kinda Pokemon?" Mozart questioned.

"Well… I do kinda have a slight hatred for Bronzong." Verna admitted. "Well, only one Bronzong, and that belongs to a Mr. Lucian from Platinum. Bloody thing just HAD to support Levitate. All I can say is… Good luck if you plan on beating him; I had to use up half of my Revives just to have him lose nearly all of his PP on that bloody bell..."

"Yikes… That tough, huh?" Mozart asked.

"Strangely enough, I found Cynthia more easier than him. Though granted, I was 10 at the time..." Verna said out loud.

Mozart then looked at another Pokemon that Verna was drawing.

"...Kamineko? In Pokemon form?" Mozart asked.

"And you're officially the first person that doesn't connect this guy to a certain Trump card!" Verna grinned.

"Hey, I often watch anime from time to time..." Mozart replied back.

Verna could only smile back.

"You had me at anime..."

Confessional: Yeah, considering that this chapter was wrote during an election year… I'll shut up now.

Verna: Hey, I tried the best I could to avoid any references to that guy. The least said about him, the better!

Mozart: Can I say that the turtle that Verna mentioned has the most badass name of all time?

A few minutes later, Verna showed the sketch that she made.

"And here you go! It depicts a wicked Pokemon party!" Verna grinned.

Rusty looked at the drawing, and was confused. He then held up a 5.

"Er… Good drawing and all, but… What Pokemon?" Rusty asked. "All I see are some cool, but not as cool as me creatures."

"Dude, have you've even been keeping up with the news? Check out that sweet Turt-" Verna defended as…

"And what's with that Raichu, anyway?" Rusty continued. "It appears to be surfing… Out of the water."

"What are ya, some kinda grade-school Genwunner or somethin'?" Verna questioned back. "I have 100% fact that those are Pokemon!"

Freight smiled warmly, as she held up a 7. "I believe ya, Verna."

Christine held up a 7 as well, rather sleeply. "Two art talents in a row… Wake me if a cute girl comes..."

Verna smiled, as she took the tablet back, and went backstage. But not before turning back towards Freight.

"Thanks for believing in me..."

"Hey, I'm also known as Pokemon Trainer Freight. Don't ever forget it!" Freight winked back.

Verna nodded as she went backstage, where Mozart was waiting.

"You can guess how it went." Verna shrugged.

"Yikes, what's the deal with that Bieber wannabe?" Mozart questioned. "All he succeeds at, aside of trying to steal the hearts of women, is pissing off a lotta people."

"Don't worry… I just got this gut feeling that he's gonna get some karma headed to him soon..." Verna replied back.

Onstage, Chris flashed a grin, as per usual.

"Now, it's the Popular's turn to try their hand at a randomly chosen talent! Not too many left." Chris said out loud, as he pressed the button on the randomizer. It flashed by the Popular contestants until finally, landing on…

…

"...And Heidi is up next on the field!" Chris announced, as Heidi stepped onto the stage to some cheers. She could see who her fans were.

"GO FOR IT!"

"RUN, HEIDI, RUN!"

"DO THE SUPER BOWL SHUFFLE!"

"ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?!"

"Hell yeah, I am!" Heidi cheered back, as she turned back towards Chris. "So, by the order of elimination, the rest of the talents should be all centered around athletics… Right?"

"Well, all but one. But we'll see which one you get!" Chris answered back, as he pressed the button on the Randomizer.

The Randomizer cycled through all of the Geek's heads, before finally stopping on…

…

"...You shall be doing Mozart's talent of martial arts!" Chris finished.

Heidi raised an eyebrow. "Er, does that require lots of training?"

"Eh, not that I know of." Chris shrugged.

Heidi was still unsure of that.

A few minutes later, a wooden board was being set up, as Heidi watched. There appeared to be a stack of boards nearby.

"Okay, your task is to try to break as many boards as you can." Chris explained.

Heidi nodded. "Okay, I can do this..."

"Ready? And begin!" Chris said out loud.

Heidi raised her hand, and sent it down swiftly on the board…

…

...Only for the board to not break. Heidi winced in pain.

"Ow! Man, that hurts!" Heidi cried out loud. "Chris, you should know that this kinda stuff takes years of training!"

She then looked at the board, and shook her head.

"Nope, no way. Forget it." Heidi said, refusing to harm herself any more than she could.

"You sure? Cause this could-"

"I'm sure." Heidi nodded back, as she walked backstage.

Rusty yawned. "Eh, she wasn't hot, anyway… Now, Steph? We could use some more D-cups like her."

Freight rolled her eyes, while Christine gave off a thumbs up in her sleep.

Backstage, Heidi was having her hand wrapped up by Grace.

"Eugh, now I know true pain!" Heidi winced out loud.

"At least it's all over..." Grace reassured.

"Seriously, man, I never felt this kinda pain since I once tried to slug some dudes for bullying me for having two dads!" Heidi said out loud.

Grace raised an eyebrow. "Er… How that happen?"

"Basically, two bullies nearly trashed me, after word got out that my daddy was marrying dad. Things got intense, I had to fight back. But the stupid punk dodged my punch, and I slammed my fist against the locker. Thankfully, the LGBT Club at my school came to my rescue afterwards." Heidi explained. "Roge, our FtM Trans guy managed to scare off the first guy, while Oskar, our dude that likes other dudes, spooked off the second. I ended up having to pay for the damaged locker..."

"Yikes..." Grace blinked.

"Yeah..." Heidi nodded, as she was given a fruity beverage.

"Drink this. I overheard from Xantara this morning that this beverage can help aching body parts." Grace instructed.

Heidi nodded, as she drunk the beverage. She smiled back after she was done.

"Yeah… That truly hit the spot." Heidi said out loud, blushing.

Grace also started to blush. "You also know what would hit the spot as well?"

"What?" Heidi asked, as she was brought into a kiss by Grace. Heidi closed her eyes, as she accepted the kiss.

"So… We're official?" Grace questioned.

"Oh, sure we are!" Heidi replied back. "Plus, we got a huge advantage over the other couples."

"What is that?" Grace asked.

Heidi grinned. "We can totally get all down and dirty… All without the risks of us having a bun in our ovens!"

Grace grinned back. "Oh, that I like!"

Confessional: Yet another couple hooked up!

Heidi: The advantages of being Bi, huh? We can go for a Home Run, and not worry about getting each other all preggers!

Grace: A football fan and a fruit farmer… Hey, there's been way out there pairings before, believe me.

Cherri was doing the finishing touches on Stella's new tattoo, and was doing a really good job at it as well, as the Idol continued to wince in pain.

"Ow..." Stella cried out.

"Don't worry, Stella; I'm almost done." Cherri reassured.

"Good, cause I'm not sure how much more Drake can handle my squeezing of his hand..." Stella replied back.

Indeed, Drake was also wincing in pain, due to his hand being squeezed hard.

"I don't think I'll be drawing tonight..." Drake said out loud, looking at his right hand.

"Just a bit more… And done!" Cherri grinned, as she placed the tattoo gun on a nearby table. Taking a pic of the tattoo, she gave the phone to Stella. "What do you think?"

Stella looked at the picture on the phone. The star was properly-shaped and colored in blue, and in addition, there was also some music notes to the side, along with some tiny hearts as well, each of them colored in as well.

Stella smiled. "Wow, I really enjoy this so much! You really did a really good job! Thanks for helping me out, Cherri!"

Drake nodded in response. "Yeah, I agree… Thanks for helping her out."

"No prob. I just went for what your interests are, which was singing, you're a huge fan of stars, and you're one of the nicest contestants around here." Cherri smiled back. "And hey, in the future if you want, I can always give one of your ankles a-"

"Eh, one tattoo is enough for a lifetime." Stella quickly denied. "Well, technically three, counting the markings near my eyes. Still, why not give Olivia one? She musta really wanted one, and looked disappointed when my name popped up."

Cherri scratched her head, rather sheepishly. "Er, the thing is… This thing's a rental, and I gotta return it back to Freight soon."

Stella sighed. "Yikes… She's gonna be rather upset."

Cherri looked around, and got close to the two.

"Don't tell her, but I plan on buying her a first piercing, as well as her first inkwork." Cherri whispered to the two.

"Your secret's safe with me!" Stella raised her hand and smiled.

Drake did the same as well.

"Now… Chris is about to announce the next person to do their talent." Cherri said out loud. "Let's get this thing cleaned up and bandaged up so it can heal properly. And don't worry about any touch-ups; I perfected this piece as much as I could."

Stella nodded in agreement.

Chris was onstage, ready to hit the randomizer again.

"We're down to four each! Whoever the randomizer chooses, we all know what the last person will be! And let's see who it shall be!" Chris announced, as he hit the randomizer.

It cycled through the Geek's heads, before it finally landed on…

…

"...And the Smartiepants punk Cherri is next up!" Chris announced, as Cherri stepped out in a hurry.

"Geez, give a gal a break after inking someone, will ya?" Cherri joked, as she looked at her fans, including her 'biggest fan ever'.

"WE LOVE YOU, CHERRI!"

"CATCH AND RELEASE!"

"WE LOVE YOUR PIERCINGS!"

"BUG THEM OUT, CHERRI!"

Cherri blushed modestly, as she looked at the host.

"And let's see what talent you gotta do!" Chris continued, as he hit the Randomizer. It cycled through several of the Populars, before landing on…

…

"And you shall be doing Thunder's talent, which is golf! Meaning by order of elimination, Mozart shall be kicking it via Heidi's talent!" Chris finished.

Cherri simply shrugged. "Eh, it's only golf. How hard can it be?"

Confessional: Famous last words…

Cherri: It shouldn't be too hard. Besides, Uzi played Mario Golf, and I played some rounds with him. So I know a few basics.

Cherri was now in the park, ready to tee off. She looked at the makeshift Green, with a flagpole in the hole. Olivia was close-by, holding a golf bag.

"Okay, I can do this..." Cherri said out loud, as she swung at the ball, and striked it. It went high into the sky, as it landed…

…

...Right into the middle of a truck bed, whose truck was being driven to who knows where.

"Uh… Is there any rule against playing it where it lies? Cause that ball may be halfway to Newfoundland by now..." Cherri admitted.

"Nah, you still got two more shots!" Olivia grinned, placing another ball on the tee.

Cherri nodded, as she hit the ball again… Rather hard.

"Uh… FORE!" Cherri shouted out loud, as Olivia could only eye the ball hit a porta potty on the side. It promptly tipped over, as a cry was heard from inside.

"Crap… I know that I'll be blamed for that somehow." Cherri muttered.

"Don't sweat it, you've got one more ball left!" Olivia reassured back.

Cherri nodded, as she hit the ball rather hard.

Olivia looked at the ball with a pair of binoculars, as…

SMASH!

The sounds of car alarms started to blare everywhere, as Cherri winced in fear.

"Err… Don't sugarcoat it, Olivia… What car's windshield did I total?" Cherri asked.

Olivia examined the car using her binoculars, as she nodded.

"Er… Something that wouldn't feel outta place from a Fast and Furious movie… With a sound system in the back… And… What appears to be that one judge with the badass tats?" Olivia questioned back.

Cherri shivered. She knew she messed up.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Rusty cried out loud. "MY CAR!"

Rusty ran towards his car, but not before shoving a 1 right in Cherri's face.

"That's YOUR score for trashing my beaut, you bug!" Rusty yelled in front of Cherri, as he continued to run towards his car.

"Hey, like it was her fault your car got trashed, you… Wannabe Bad Boy!" Olivia responded back.

Cherri put a hand on Olivia's shoulder. "Nah, let him go… It ain't worth it."

Confessional: Ball is in… Bieber Parody's ride. Would you like to try again?

Olivia: Hey, on the bright side… Now Cherri can brag that she trashed a Bieber wannabe's car by pure accident!

Cherri: I ended up getting a 5 from Freight, and a 4 from Christine. But, what could you do?

Chris was back on-stage, sporting a grin.

"Now, it's time for this Randomizer's final spin of the day. Whatever Popular it lands on, the other Popular is more or less having to do what talent is left over… You get the picture." Chris said out loud, as he pressed the button on the Randomizer.

It cycled through the Popular's heads, before finally landing on…

…

"...And our cookin' cheerleader Twiggy's up, now!" Chris said out loud, as Twiggy flipped on-stage to cheers.

"YOU ROCK!"

"YOUR COOKING'S AWESOME!"

"WE LOVE YOU!"

"DO IT FOR MOM!"

Twiggy blushed modestly. "Thanks, guys."

She then turned towards Chris.

"So, what talent shall I be doing?" Twiggy asked out loud.

"Why, that's simple! Let's let the randomizer decide." Chris answered back, as he pressed the button on the randomizer. It cycled through several Geek heads, as it soon landed on…

…

"...And you're doing Olivia's talent of Pyrotechnics, meaning that Thunder ends up with Nelson's talent at darts!" Chris finished.

Twiggy grinned. "Direct me to the cannons. I got a few tributes to make."

Twiggy was busy making some fireworks to the best of her abilities, as Thunder walked over to her.

"Hey, Twigz. You doing fine?" Thunder asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." Twiggy smiled back.

"So… You got roped into doing pyrotechnics, huh?" Thunder questioned.

"Yep! But I think I got this down pat." Twiggy grinned. "All I gotta do, is show a little… School Spirit."

Thunder nodded. "I see…"

"And do you wanna show off some spirit, Thunder?" Twiggy asked.

Thunder scratched his head nervously. "I dunno..."

"Come on, it's all that simple! All you gotta do is display my school colors! I got a jersey in my bag, in case you want it."

Thunder nodded, as he accepted the jersey, as he changed into it.

"Nice! Now… What good spirit-giving friend isn't without… Face paint?" Twiggy grinned, as she held up a brush, and some paints.

"Err..." Thunder started to say. "Should I go for the paw? The intinals? Whatever you chosen, Or a two-tone?"

"Hmm..." Twiggy pondered.

"Nah, let's skip the paints." Thunder decided.

"Yeah, we can decide later. And finally… Let's see on what chant we should add to this pyro bomb of celebration?"

Thunder nodded, as he whispered something into Twiggy's ear, as she grinned.

"Great word selection, man. Now… Let's spread some cheer, and hope this thing is not set on Hunger Games Tribute mode!" Twiggy announced out into the skies.

Thunder followed, blushing lightly at his crush.

Confessional: Rah-Rah-Rah!

Thunder: Truth be told… I wanted paint on my face, but… I couldn't decide. How does Verna even decide on what… Pokemon to choose every game?

Twiggy: Time to blow up the Heavens with this badass cheer! This is for you, mom!

Twiggy wheeled the cannon on-stage, and looked at the judges.

"Judges? You may wanna look up for this one." Twiggy instructed, as she pressed a few buttons, and the cannon fired upwards into the air.

The first image showed off a cougar, giving off a vicious growl.

The second image showed off a football, having been kicked in the air.

The third image showed off the logo of Twiggy's school.

And the fourth image, was some words.

'Knock 'em down! Flatten them! Us cougars aren't being buried in the ground!'

Twiggy looked up and shrugged. "It's the best I could come up with at such short notice."

Rusty, having returned from his car, held up a 7. "Sorry, I'm still a bit downtrodden at what happened to my tinted windshield."

"Er, isn't that dangerous, dude?" Freight asked back at Rusty, before turning towards Twiggy. "I give you an 8."

Christine also held up an 8. "It did net my attention for a while..."

Twiggy nodded in understanding, as Thunder smiled warmly.

"Nice job, Twiggy." Thunder said out loud.

"Thanks, Thunder." Twiggy smiled back.

The two looked at each other, with a blush on their face.

"So… Er… Nevermind." Thunder excused himself.

Confessional: Wow, way to blow it, Thunder…

Thunder: I was only gonna ask for some more of that medicine… My ribs are starting to act up again.

Twiggy: I'm sure we'll get a cheer outta Thunder… Well, after what he's been through, he needs something to damn near cheer about.

Chris was onstage, grinning.

"And being that all but two were chosen, time to bring out Mozart!" Chris announced out loud, as Mozart took to the stage to cheers.

"YOU'RE ONE AWESOME DUDE!"

"YOU ARE TOTALLY TUBULAR!"

"ROCK THEM ALL OUT!"

"COWABUNGA!"

"And a cowabunga to you, too." Mozart winked back.

"Now, since there's one more talent to go for your team, here you go." Chris said out loud, being given a football. "Just kick it for a field goal, and we'll see what the judges say about it."

Mozart nodded. "Huh, kinda weak for a finale for this challenge, huh?"

Mozart looked far ahead, as Verna was holding the football down.

"This totes sound familiar..." Mozart said out loud. "Did I see this in a cartoon from somewhere?"

"Hey, I promise! I will not pull back the ball!" Verna reassured. "What do you take me for, some jerk called Lucy?"

"I know you won't." Mozart smiled. "Besides, she's a whole new level of… What's a good word to say?"

"Uhh… Just go in for the field goal." Verna instructed.

Mozart nodded, as he went in for the kick…

…

And kicked it successfully, but…

"AUUUGGGHHH!" Mozart yelled out loud, as he landed on the ground. "OOF!"

"Mozart!" Verna yelled out, as she helped Mozart back up. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine..." Mozart replied back, as he looked at the ground. A solitary banana peel was on the ground, where Mozart ran. "Who the heck tossed a banana peel in my path?"

"I don't know..." Verna said out loud.

"Still, do I pass?" Mozart asked.

Rusty simply held up a 7.

Freight held up an 8.

Christine held up a 7.

Mozart smiled. He knew he was in the clear…

"That's good..."

"Come on; let's get you patched up." Verna suggested.

Confessional: That felt kinda weak…

Mozart: Still… How did a banana peel end up in front of me?

Verna: I… smell a rat. And not the com-mon kinda rats…

Steph: -She snaps her fingers in frustration- Damn…

Chris was onstage, sporting a grin. He was next to the Randomizer, as well.

"And finally, for our last act… It's our very own Benchwarmer, Thunder!" Chris announced out loud, as Thunder took to the stage. The audience was slightly cheering.

"YOU CAN DO IT!"

"GO FOR BROKE!"

"WIN TWIGGY'S HEART!"

"YEAH, WHAT THEY SAID!"

Thunder nodded, as he turned towards Chris. "So, what shall I do?"

"Simple; since I had two of the Geeks sit out, it's all up to Darts, Paddle-ball, or Yoga! And for your fate, you shall be..." Chris said, as he started up the Randomizer. It cycled through Nelson, Xantara, and Ellis' faces really quickly, before finally landing on…

…

Nelson's face.

"...Facing Nelson's talent of throwing darts!" Chris finished.

Thunder nodded. "I think I can handle this, no prob."

A few minutes later, a dartboard was set up, as he looked at it. He then lobbed a dart, as when he threw it…

"Oww!" Thunder winced in pain, as he held his ribs. He then looked at the dart as it missed the dartboard, riquocheted off the stage, and…

"AUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!" Rusty cried out loud, with the dart stuck on the side of his butt. "MY PERFECTLY TONED BUTT! NOOOOOOO!"

Thunder winced, as Rusty plucked the dart out of his butt, and held up a 1.

"Fuck this town, I am outta here!" Rusty yelled out, as he ran to his car, and drove off, with droves of his fangirls screaming out loud.

Freight held up a 5. "Err… Were you trying to aim for his butt?"

Thunder truthfully shook his head. "No, I'm not sure how that happened."

Christine held up a 4. "Eh, kinda weak for a last talent..."

She then promptly fell asleep, as Thunder walked backstage.

"Thunder, you gonna be okay?" Twiggy asked.

Thunder nodded back. "Eh, it's only a slight pain… It'll fade away after awhile."

"Well, please be careful… Okay?" Twiggy requested.

Thunder gave off a smile. "No worries..."

Confessional: Well, that's one way of ruining a narcissist for life… By the way, don't try that at home.

Thunder: Oh, boy… Social media sites, pre-teen girls, and celeb TV shows are gonna have my butt on a platter… Then again, would anyone who's not a fan of Rusty would love to lob a dart accidentally at his butt?

Soon enough, all of the contestants were on-stage, awaiting the results. While they waited, everyone was talking to themselves.

"So… Do you've got any emotion at all?" Thunder asked Christine, who looked at him rather sleepily.

"Let's just say, unlike my vampire persona in the past… I do. You most likely seen them earlier..." Christine replied back with a smile.

Thunder nodded. "Let me guess, you needed the money?"

Christine sighed. "Yeah..."

Suddenly, Steph shoved Thunder out of the way, and looked at Christine with a glare on her face.

"Hey, you! You'll NEVER top Bella Swan, even if Dawnbreak was a parody of the franchise. Got it?" Steph answered truthfully.

"Wait… A parody?" Verna questioned out loud.

"Blame Video Brinquedo on that front." Christine responded.

"Uh..." Thunder raised an eyebrow, as he looked at Drake. "Hey, Drake! You know anything about this… Video Brinquedo?"

Drake nodded. "You mean that company that rips on Disney franchises for a quick cash-grab from many a grandma?"

Heidi smirked. "Did they get busted for plagiarizing Frozen?"

"Uh… I think that was a different company." Drake answered back.

Christine giggled a bit. "In either case, see you all on TV."

She then fell flat on her face, and promptly fell asleep, as Verna lifted her up.

"Okay, our little Snorlax is in no condition to drive home." Verna said out loud. "So, she's bunking with us tonight."

"Wait, really? Is that a good idea?" Olivia questioned back.

"Hey, can't leave her out in the cold, or driving in her condition." Verna explained. "Plus, Ada and Nick's room is barren, so she can sleep there."

Marissa shook her head. "Um, Verna? I don't think she's at the right body mass to be called Snorlax."

"I know." Verna responded back. "But what if someone's watching this, and wants to avoid any future Pokemon game spoilers until the games truly come out?"

"Good point." Marissa nodded back.

Soon enough, Chris came back, as he gave a look at Ron.

"Welcome back, Ron! You're still eliminated, so you gotta head to the Playa after the vote-off." Chris said out loud.

"Understandable." Ron nodded.

Chris then looked at the contestants.

"Now, as for everyone else… We tallied up the points, and the winners of this challenge, with 148 points are..."

…

"...The Geeks, with 148 Points!"

The contestants on the Geeks cheered out loud, while the Populars sighed in defeat.

"And as for your reward, you get to spend the rest of the day at the fair!" Chris continued, as he looked at the Populars. "And for the 126 point Populars… One of you is about to be booted! Now, the Populars'll have to board the bus, and make sure to think hard on who your vote goes to."

Chris then made his leave, as the bus drove into view, with Freight driving.

"Bus Driver Freight, at your service!" Freight saluted.

Heidi sighed a breath of relief. "At least Chris won't be crossing dimensions again… Not with you behind the wheel."

Freight giggled. "Trust me, I know what happened..."

The Cottage

In their room, Drake and Stella were watching cartoons. Stella was lying on her stomach, allowing for her tattoo to heal.

"Ow..." Stella winced a little. "My back still hurts from that tattoo… How does Cheeri or even your mom do this kinda thing?"

"Through a lot of tenacity." Drake answered back. "At least, that's what I heard."

He then dug into his bag, and took out some lotion.

"Cherri did give me some instructions on how to apply this stuff, and I did watch mom do so when she got inked as well." Drake continued. "But… With my hands bandaged up currently..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, it's open!" Stella said out loud, as the door opened, and Korpse stepped in.

"Hey, you two!" Korpse chimed in, as she spotted Stella. "Also, very sweet ink-job you got earlier! Mind if I take a peek?"

"Nah, go ahead." Stella answered, as Korpse walked over to it. Carefully lifting the bandage, she whistled in approval.

"Cherri knows her stuff..." Korpse grinned, as she saw Drake holding the bottle of lotion. "You mind if I lotion it for ya?"

"Again, go ahead." Stella answered back. "It still hurts some..."

Cherri accepted the bottle of lotion from Drake, and proceeded to apply it to Stella's skinart. The Idol sighed in relief as the pain started to subside.

"At least it isn't hurting so much anymore… Thanks, Korpse." Stella said out loud.

"No prob; I've seen ViruSkanner and Darknovel do this several times." Korpse replied back.

"So… Who are you voting for?" Drake asked out loud.

"Well… We're planning on gunning for Steph. She got the lowest score of all of us." Korpse answered back truthfully. "Plus, after that stunt she pulled on Nelson..."

Drake nodded. "Sounds fair..."

He then felt a buzzing sound coming from his pants. He then took out what appeared to be a cellphone, with a text sent to him.

"Guys? I'll be right back." Drake said out loud, as he made his leave.

A few seconds later, Korpse gave off a smirk at Stella.

"So, when you gonna ask him out?" Korpse asked.

"Aww. Korpse!" Stella replied back, obviously embarrassed.

Both Heidi and Grace walked out of their room, with the hugest of grins on their faces.

"Hey, told ya I could go up to Third Base." Heidi winked back. "Or in my terms, go up to the 20 yard line."

"Yeah, I know!" Grace exclaimed. "But now, we should think about our next plan..."

"What shall it be, hm?" Heidi questioned.

"Simple; we send Thunder to the showers." Grace answered back. "His ribs are still hurting, and he's being stubborn to get them checked out."

"Yeah, unchecked broken ribs can do more harm the longer it goes on." Heidi said. "So, who should we approach with our plan?"

"Well… Not Twiggy and Thunder, obviously. If we name-drop either in front of them… Then something would be up, and our plan would be exposed."

"Yeah, not to mention that with this plan in place, we're literally back-stabbing Twiggy..." Heidi added.

"Like a sharp knife through an apple..." Grace stated.

"Vienna did warn me that I would have to do some backstabbing before I got on the show… I never thought it would be this soon..." Heidi said out loud.

"Someone you know at home?" Grace questioned.

"Yeah, she's well, a..." Heidi answered, as she whispered into Grace's ear. "Yeah, she's had quite the rough life." Heidi answered back. "But she's a huge reality TV nut. Still… We should focus on this plan."

The two walked off to their own devices. But not too far, was Steph… And she had the hugest grin on her face as she stuffed something deep in her skirt pockets…

Thunder and Twiggy were in the main kitchen, chatting about stuff.

"So, it's clear. We're voting for Korpse?" Thunder asked.

"Yep; trust me on this one." Twiggy answered back. "With both Korpse and Nelson hooked up for a while now, they're already a power couple, that can make their way to the merge and even farther, despite being on different teams. If we take out Korpse, then Nelson is sure to follow, once the Geeks lose next time."

"I understand." Thunder nodded. "Well, might as well kill time before we're called to the Garden."

"Oh, I wouldn't breathe just yet..."

The two turned around to see Steph, standing there, filing her nails.

"What do you mean by that, Steph?" Twiggy asked.

"Well… I did overhear a certain Football fanatic talking about booting one of you." Steph answered back.

"Wait, hold up… Heidi is thinking of booting one of us?" Thunder asked.

"Either her or Grace..." Twiggy growled. "There's no way they could do this… Can they?!"

"It's the name of the game, honey." Steph shrugged.

"Why should we trust you?" Thunder spoke up. "Your cronies back at home more or less threw out that Verna was a fan of Pokemon."

Steph smirked, "I'm glad you asked. Look at it from my perspective. Imagine what if you did go home tonight, Thunder. That leaves Drake, Stella, Korpse, Grace, Heidi, Twiggy, and I. Right now it's clear that the duos around here are Drake and Stella, Grace and Heidi, and you two. Me and Korpse are the swing votes, but it seems that Korpse is swinging to Drake and Stella. If Heidi and Grace succeed tonight, Twiggy is at their absolute mercy and she has to follow whatever they say, and I know they would go after me next, but Twiggy is much more likely to follow if Drake, Stella, and Korpse have them align with the trio. And there's no way anyone would work for me. In short, if you don't listen to me, your games and mine are over."

Both Twiggy and Thunder looked at each other, and then at Steph…

"Okay, what's the catch?" Twiggy asked out loud.

"Easy." Steph shrugs, "Your loyalty. You two are the go-to couple to receive votes at every vote we go to from now until the merge since Ada and Nick are gone, and I - despite my competence - am in a need of allies if I want to get past these next few votes. I know that the others won't forget what I've done, and I know you haven't either, but if this works out, we end up making merge, and maybe even the final three. And yes, while Thunder does have his ribs broken, have you seen me at challenges? You'll beat me for sure. I'm your ticket to surviving this vote, and possibly the whole game, and I know how badly you two want to win this...after all, you've both have someone you want to prove it to."

Thunder did some thinking. "Though it may not matter in the end, I'm proving everyone that doubted me wrong. My coach, my football team… And my father."

Twiggy nodded. "And I'm winning in honor of my mother."

Steph smirked, "Well, it seems like I was right...so are you in or not? Because we don't have much time left."

Both Thunder and Twiggy looked at each other, until…

"We're in." The both of them said together.

Steph grinned, "Perfect." As she began to leave the room, she turned around one last time, "I promise you won't regret it." And with that, she left the two to their own devices.

Drake approached the destination area where he was receiving his phone call.

"Er, this is Ada and Nick's old room… Why here?" Drake asked himself, as he entered the room.

Inside, he could see a sleeping Christine, texting away, and in the middle of sending one to Drake, to which his phone buzzed almost instantly. He looked at the text, and pocketed the phone.

"I don't know what's worse; that I'm being texted by Christine of the Dawnbreak series, or the fact that Christine actually knows my phone number..." Drake said to himself.

Soon enough, Christine started to stir awake, as she starred at Drake.

"Show me, Eddy… Show it all to me..." Christine sleepily said out loud.

Drake knew he had to think of something. And almost instantly…

"Er… Sparkle, sparkle… Sunshine… This is who I am, and all that doo-dah?" Drake asked out loud.

Christine soon slammed back to sleep, as the intercom sprang to life.

"Populars! Time to head over to the Garden." Chris said out loud, as the intercom went off.

Drake quietly left the room, hoping to shake that experience off him.

Confessional: Yeeeaaahhh, let us never speak of this again.

Drake: At least I didn't have to dig into my vial of art glitter and attempt to be all sparkly…

At the Garden, the Populars were just waiting around, to vote off one of their own. Twiggy and Thunder were giving slight looks at Grace and Heidi, who were holding each other's hands. Drake and Stella were sitting next to each other, with Steph not too far behind, and Korpse was in the middle of a game on her 3DS.

"Hot damn, a rare item drop!" Korpse pumped her fist in triumph.

Grace seen Twiggy give her another look, as she turned to Heidi.

"Whoa, what we do?" Grace whispered to Heidi.

"Yeah, they seem all sorts of PO'ed..." Heidi whispered back.

A few seconds elapsed, as Chris approached the team.

"Populars! Welcome back to the Garden!" Chris said out loud.

"Yeeeaahh, because one of us wants to spend their final minutes in the game looking at fruit." Steph snarked back.

"Easy, there… Now, you shall vote soon enough, but first… A few questions." Chris interrupted. "First… For some of you, you managed to pass your random talent given by the Geeks with ease. But if you all were given different talents, think you would have passed still?"

Steph smirked. "Eh, I would have made some better dresses any day..."

"Er, you do realize you're wearing the same clothes design every day..." Thunder stated.

"So? This is the cheapest shirt and skirt I could use at such short notice! Ain't no way I'm using any of my designer brands!" Steph defended.

Stella smiled. "I think I could have done a hand at paddleball..."

"And my little bro taught me some drawing tricks, so inking any of you would come easy." Korpse added. "Though I'm not sure how you all would enjoy a Pokeball on your skin..."

"Verna would..." Heidi grinned back, as the two gave off a high five.

"Right… Second, Steph… You blew it at the challenge. Do you expect to go home tonight?" Chris asked.

But Steph smiled back. "I think my fate is sealed at this point… But we'll see what happens."

"And finally… Heidi! What was that you were talking to Grace about?" Chris asked.

"Oh, our… 'Special' time together? Well, first off, I removed my-" Heidi started to say, as…

"No, no… After that." Chris interrupted.

"Oh… That." Heidi started to say, as…

"Hey! Speaking of that… You said you and Grace were gonna vote for either me or Thunder. What's the deal with going against the alliance, Heidi?!" Twiggy interupted out loud in anger.

"Well, you're trying to keep your BF on the show, despite him having a broken rib. Don't you know how messed up your ribs can get if you keep continuing on like this?" Grace questioned back.

"I've proved myself to be rather tough, despite these ribs of mine being achey." Thunder stated. "And what even brought on the backstabbing?"

"You should know better than to keep your big mouth shut, Thunder!" Heidi yelled back.

"Hush!" Korpse yelled out loud, clearly annoyed.

"Shut up, Yoselin!" Grace yelled back. "This has nothing to do with you!"

"Chris?" Drake asked nervously. "Can… We get to voting, now?"

"Oh, sure. Though we wanted to see more drama..." Chris shrugged.

Confessional: Vote Time! I ran outta vote puns!

Drake: I'm voting for Korpse… If so she sees that I'm still on her side.

Grace: Gotta stick with the plan… I'm voting for Thunder.

Korpse: Game Over, Steph…

Twiggy: Steph was right… I'm voting for Grace. Heidi, she's still has some use. Grace? What good is a fruit farmer now that we're inland and not on an island?

Once the last Popular (Steph) voted, Chris came back with the potato chip bags.

"Residents, you know the deal; if I call out your name, you're saf-"

"Hold it!" Steph yelled out loud, as she got up, reached into her pockets, and pulled out what appeared to be a Chris Idol. "I would like to play this! Found it in one of the tanks in the toilet."

"Gross..." Grace gagged.

Chris examined the Idol carefully.

"The rules of GvP indicates that if an actual Chris Idol is played, that person is immune. This..."

…

"...Is the REAL Chris Idol. Therefore, any votes against Steph do not count."

Drake sighed, as Stella comforted him. Korpse cursed under her breath, as Steph sat back down.

"Now, if there aren't anymore idols being played… The first bag of chips goes to Steph!"

"Twiggy, you're safe too."

"Stella..."

"Drake..."

"Heidi..."

"Korpse..."

Soon, it was down to just Grace and Thunder, the both of them giving off a glare. Heidi was worried about her girlfriend's sake.

"Come on… Pull through..." Heidi pleaded to herself.

"Thunder… Grace… This is the final bag of chips of the evening. And tonight, it goes to..."

…

"...Thunder."

Thunder got up, and accepted his bag of chips, as Grace sighed in defeat. Heidi, however…

"WHAT?! How could you all vote my girlfriend off, as soon as we got together?!" Heidi yelled out loud.

"Well, you should know better than to not mess with an alliance." Thunder answered back sternly.

"Still… We did get together. It's victory enough for me." Grace shrugged.

"Grace… The time has come for you to go." Chris interrupted. "If anyone wants to see her off, now would be the time. And as for the rest of you… You're all safe. For now..."

At the Dock, Grace and Heidi were hugging, not wanting to separate. Drake and Stella were nearby, hoping to give some words of support.

"What can I do without you? I feel like I just fumbled and had my ball intercepted at the same time..." Heidi lamented out loud.

"Grace… You made it this far; you can still win this. For your family, your group… And for me." Grace replied right back.

"Still… One more kiss for the road?" Heidi requested.

Grace only smiled, as she brought in Heidi for a deep kiss. They didn't want to separate, but they would have to, as…

"Boat Driver Freight is in for business!" Freight saluted.

"Yeah, I'm here too, I guess." Ron said, speaking up.

The two girls separated, as Grace boarded the boat, and turned back.

"Heidi? Give them hell. And… I love you." Grace said, as the boat started up, ready to cart Grace to the Playa.

Heidi could only stand there, as the boat faded into the horizion, as a tear fell down her cheek.

"I love you, too..." Heidi sobbed out, as she turned around, and noticed Drake and Stella. Her tears faded away, as her expression turned to anger.

"You two! We need to talk. In the Garden… NOW."

She stomped towards the garden, as both Drake and Stella looked at each other.

Confessional: Yikes…

Heidi: I'm not sure who voted for my girlfriend, but I'm getting to the bottom of this, and why not start with the most suspicious of them all? I knew something was up with Drake, the second I saw him!

Drake: Heidi is taking this a bit too harsh… I voted for Korpse, not her!

Stella: Yeesh, whatta day. First I get inked, now me and Drake get accused? We seriously gotta calm Heidi down…

Chris was on the Dock, ready to close out the episode.

"And so, it seems that Grace was plucked from the tree, and is sent packing! But several other residents remain. What will happen next time? Will the Populars get outta this losing streak? What's Heidi's deal with Drake and Stella just now? Will Olivia teleport anywhere else if anyone says the magic T-dash-dash-dash-dash-dash word? Will the power couple of Ellis and Marissa continue on? And who'll be the next one voted off? Find out, next time! On..."

"Total!"

"Drama!"

"Geeks VS. Populars!"

The Boat of Losers stopped at the Playa, as Grace departed. Inside, the lights were flashing all sorts of colors.

"Oooh, rave party!" Freight grinned. "Looks like you lost at the right time, Grace!"

"Eh, it's only Ada, Nick, and Kade." Grace replied back.

"How you know?" Freight asked.

"I knew those three before you came to the show." Grace answered back.

"In either case, I gotta get back to the Cottage, and get ready to pick up those crazy Geeks. Laters!" Freight said out loud.

Grace watched Freight leave, as she entered the main Foyer of the Playa. Indeed, Ada was behind a new DJ set, scratching away.

"Get pumped, everyone! Cause this party's gonna last well into the night!" Ada cheered out loud.

"So… What's going on?" Grace asked.

"Quite simple; we're only hanging out until a certain time, when we're off to find some idols so we can arrive back on the show." Benny answered back.

"Huh, makes sense." Grace nodded back, as she looked at the window.

"Heidi… Stay safe, okay?"

Meanwhile…

At the Fair, the Geeks were having a good time. They were either signing autographs, talking to fans that recognized them, or in Ellis and Marissa's case, getting their faces painted.

Mozart grinned, as he won what appeared to be a Pokemon plushie for Verna.

"Aww, thank you!" Verna said, as she hugged her friend.

"Hey, anything to do for a babe as sweet as you." Mozart responded back.

"And you're one cool dude… Dude." Verna said out loud. "Is that the right lingo?"

"We'll work on it." Mozart replied back, as the two shared a bit of laughter, as…

"Magnus Tonfa?"

Mozart quickly winced at his name being heard, as both he and Verna turned around.

A 6 foot male, older than Mozart, was starring at him.

Mozart could only utter one word.

"...Dad..."

VOTES

Drake - Korpse

Grace - Thunder

Heidi - Thunder

Korpse – Steph (Doesn't Count)

Stella – Steph (Doesn't Count)

Steph - Grace

Thunder - Grace

Twiggy – Grace

Eliminated: Lance, Yolei, Yentoulis, Kade, Benny, Ron, Ada, Nick, Grace

Elimination Notes: Grace

Writing for GvP when it started, I wanted to make it as nearly island-like as possible, meaning they would have to salvage for food. And being there were several fruits around, Grace entered the picture there. While she was mainly just there to fill out roles, she truly did her part in the story, including hooking up with Heidi… And being booted the exact same day. Originally, Grace was gonna win Marissa's heart, but upon seeing that the latter was better off with Ellis, I switched things around and had Grace win Heidi's affections. And hey, it was my first true yuri pairing, so I wanted to makes things alright.

Jennifer belongs to CragmiteBlaster, while Rory and Ichigo belong to AnOptimisticSnarker.

NEXT TIME: It's a water themed challenge at the local pool! However, it's scheduled the same day for a birthday party...

BaconBaka OUT!