Sorry for not updating for so long people! I had to get my computer fix. It just sucked. So now onto our next challenge! Oh and people who are going to off on me about Quackerjack's new girlfriend Claire, I don't care about her. I'll acknowledge she exists, but I'm going to imagine that she's a more of a friend with benefits kinda thing. So after that brief announcement…here you are!
Chapter 9: Basic Straining
Last time on Darkwing Villain Island…. Darkwing Duck. You either like him, hate or..eh. The villains had a fun time switching the roles on their hated masked mallard. Usually it's the hero chasing the villains but not this case! Our Villains had a change to hunt down Darkwing in order to win a prize! During that time we had discovered that Bushroot has gotten a secret admirer. Oh! Juic-ey! Since our shy botanist villain didn't want to look for his admirer, Steelbeak and Quackerjack teamed up to go hunting for them. After a fun eventful chase, both Steelbeak and Negaduck were fighting over who got to take in Darkwing, only to have Quackerjack swipe the hero out from underneath their beaks! Will Negaduck get his revenge? Will Steelbeak and Quackerjack find out who Bushroot's secret admirer is? And will someone get me a double non-fat cappuccino with milk and cream? Watch here on Darkwing. Villain. Island!
As the day started out, Negaduck and Liquidator were standing outside their cabin. Negaduck was carving a picture of a skull and cross bones, chuckling to himself.
"Alright! Who did it?" an angry voice shouted.
Negaduck and Liquidator turned their heads to see Steelbeak coming out, suit and straighter covered in mud, water and chocolate.
"Who th'aught it was humourus ta think about destroying my stuff!? All this toge'ter costed me about $11000!"
"Then don't leave your stuff out," Negaduck smirked.
"You're payin' for dis." He growled and stormed back into the cabin.
The two members the fearsome five looked at each other and continuing laughing.
"He just makes it too easy."
"Experts agree, messing with Steelbeak has its perks!" The liquid canine replied.
As they continued to laugh, they heard the speakers come on and Chef's voice come over beside's Chris'.
"Alright you worthless bugs! Get to the dock of shame at O 500!"
Everyone looked at each other. They had no idea what he was talking about.
"Oh for the love of god, soldiers! That means now! Get down here!"
As the remaining villains were at the dock, Chef walked in front of them. They were all lined up at the end of the dock, waiting to see what the military cook was planning on doing.
"Line up and stand at attention!" he shouted in the megaphone. "You call that a line?" He wacked them with his switch. "Feet together! Elbows down. Eyes forward. Chin up."
He went to smack Steelbeak, only seeing that he was already in perfect line up. Chef had to give him some credit. FOWL knew how to handle their agents. He went over to Bushroot and smacked him several times to get him to stand perfectly.
"Well this is going to be a fun day." Splatter muttered to Quackerjack.
The jester nodded in agreement.
"What did you say maggot?" Chef growled, startling the painter.
"Um, nothing sir." She stammered.
"And you'll continue to say nothing until I say you can say something!" he turned to the rest. "Today's challenge will not be an easy one. Heck I wouldn't be surprised if most of you don't come out alive."
Quackerjack giggled. Chef brought down the switch on his backside, causing the jester to yelp in surprise and rub his back side.
"That hurt!" he whined.
"All right you nancycats listen up! Chris will be gone today some I'm in charge! My orders are to make sure that all challenges are complete, with someone winning, losing, and most of you are in pain."
Negaduck perked at the sound of the possibility of someone getting hurt.
"The last person standing gets immunity."
"Wh-wh-wh-where is Chr-Chris at?" Bushroot stammered.
"Rule number 1," Chef continued, ignoring him. "If you will address me as Master Chief, do you got that?"
"Yes Master Chief," the villains replied, most from fear, others in mockery.
"You will sleep when I tell you to sleep and you will eat only when I tell you can eat. Is that clear?" Chef replied, the Megaphone in Megavolt's face.
"Yes Master Chief."
"Rule number two, when you are ready to give up you will walk to the end of the dock and ring the bell. Which brings me to rule number three. I will give everyone one day, but that day will not end till someone drops out. Now get your tails to the beach now!"
The villains made their way down there, most of them running.
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Negaduck: Whoever the sick, twisted, and insane person is who put Chef in charge, I'm impressed. Maybe I can get him to come and shape my knobs to finally learn how to be not so useless!
The villains were on the beach, waiting for whatever challenged Chef had prepared from them. Two canoes were in front of them.
"Alright listen up. All of you will hold up the canoes. I catch you taking your hands off the canoe, you will be eliminated. And no one eats lunch until someone drops out."
Negaduck blink. He looked at the canoes and at the other villains. They were all taller than him. How was he supposed to keep his hands on the canoe if he couldn't reach either of them? He was the never to the type to let his small size get the better of him, but this was one of those times.
"Um, Chef? How am I supposed to do this? I'm shorter than everyone else here. I can't keep my hands on the canoes."
"Oh I thought about that." Chef replied, and threw a bucket at him.
The bucket landed on the small duck's head, causing him to stumble and land on his rear. He struggled to pull the bucket off his head. He managed to pull it off. Steelbeak gawked and frowned.
"How come he doesn't have to hold up the canoes?"
Chef slapped him with the switch.
"Hold up the canoes and he'll show you why."
The villains did so. Chef motioned for Negaduck to come over. The masked villain looked up at the canoes, that was several feet above his head. He jumped up to try and touch it and ended up falling over, not even the tip of his fingers managed to brush the sides. He groaned as sat himself back up, frowning. He looked at Steelbeak.
"That's why."
He grabbed his bucket and placed it over his head. Quackerjack giggled.
"This is easy."
"Heavy lifting for the air? Liquidator can get you there!" the liquid canine replied.
Hours passed as the sun beat down on them. Splatter looked up and felt her arms starting to ache. Ample Grim looked at her stomach as it growled. Chris was sitting in a beach chair, watching the display.
"Come on you sissies! It's only been three hours!" Chef told them.
"Looks like they're missing lunch." Chris grinned.
"Hmm. I'll say. I guess they weren't hungry. Unless someone wants to quit now."
They were both sitting on the canoes. To make it hard on Negaduck, the placed a medium sack of flour on his bucket. Suddenly Megavolt's stomach growled. He bit down on his lip. Pressure building in his lower abdomen.
"Don't you dare," Spatter growled at him.
"Trying not to." The electric rodent replied.
Negaduck looked at Liquidator, forming his arm in a fishing hook and hooked it onto the back of Steelbeak's boxers. Negaduck chuckled.
"Draw in the fish."
Liquidator brought his hand up, ripping the FOWL agent's boxers. Steelbeak gasped and grabbed the back of his jeans. He looked at them from the corner of his eyes.
"Oh Dey are so gonna pay for dat!" he growled.
He quickly realized that his hands were off the canoe and put them back on, just in time as Chef looked over.
"You got something to say pretty boy?"
"Um no…"
Chef glared at him and went back up. As the day dragged on it soon turned to night. Quackerjack ended up falling asleep, still holding up the canoe. Chef was monologing to them.
"Twenty five of us went to that jungle that night. Only five came back out."
Bushroot yawned, trying hard to stay up. His plant body was screaming for him to sleep. He forced himself to stay awake.
"What war were you in?" Ample asked.
"Did I ask you to speak? Because I don't remember asking you to speak!"
Ample rolled her eyes. "Then he wasn't in the war."
Bushroot groaned. "Oh…I don't know how long I can take this." He let go and walked towards the bell. "I lost all feelings in my arms."
Chef smirked as Bushroot walked pass him.
"Looks like we got ourselves a quitter!"
"Reggie don't!" Liquidator called out. "Don't do it."
It was too late. Bushroot made it over to the bell and hit his head against it, using enough force to make the bell ring softly. The other villains put their canoes down. Negaduck sat his bucket down and kicked it, smacking Megavolt in the back of the head. Chef went over to tired plant duck.
"Listen to me, you have nothing to be ashamed about." He raised the megaphone to his mouth, "Except showing to your plants and team what a worthless reliable source you are!" He turned to the other villains. "All of you head to the mess hall. Dinner is served!"
"Oh finally!" Ammonia cried out, wiping the dirt off of herself and going into the mess hall.
In the mess hall, everyone was sitting down. Chef was standing in front of them.
"Alright you maggots. You got ten minutes to eat. You got night training. So begin!"
All the villains started complaining, except for the FOWL agents. They just got their dinner, but stopped when they didn't find it. Negaduck shook his head in disgust.
"Excuse me, Master Chief, where's the food at?" Ammonia asked.
"Why, you're looking at it." He replied, motioning to the garbage cans.
Steelbeak scrunch his nose in disgust.
"I am not eating from da trash."
"I've eaten worst." Negaduck replied, then stopped. "Well, that could be because I don't have taste buds." He opened it and looked in. "This is this morning's left over breakfast."
He stuck his hand in and tossed the left over trash into his mouth. Splatter's beak curled in disgust as she pulled some of the leftover food out. Steelbeak sat his tray down.
"I refuse ta eat dat."
"Don't care for today's special metal-beak?" Negaduck asked.
"I am the Chief Agent of FOWL. I will not eat trash."
Ammonia looked at Negaduck.
"You don't have taste buds?"
"When I was ten, I was getting my tonsils removed, well in some freak accident; I got my taste buds removed instead. Haven't been able to taste anything since."
Everyone stared at him. He shrugged. Liquidator sloshed over to Steelbeak and handed him a glass of orange liquid. Negaduck went over beside.
"As result of the might Liquidator and Lord Negaduck we would like to rekindle our office after the cruel service of the underwear fishing fiasco. So we found some complimentary apple juice!"
Steelbeak looked at them for a moment and took the cup.
"Um…thanks?" He started taking a drink and spit it back out. "That's not juice!"
They tried not to laugh, but was failing.
"O-Oh our bad. We must've confused it with the kitchen grease."
"You guys are awful!" Ammonia snapped at them, going over to Steelbeak. "I hope you're proud of yourselves."
"Oh I am. I spent my whole life being molded into this. I'm pleased with the result."
Liquidator went over to Bushroot, who's head was resting on the table. He frowned in sympathy, not liking that his partner in crime was up passed his usual time clock. The liquid canine lifted his head up.
"Hey Reggie, how you feeling?"
"Exhausted. I could go for some coffee right now."
"Three out of three experts agree coffee fuels our master of plants!"
Bushroot nodded as he rested his head back on the table. Liquidator smiled as he placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.
Back outside Chef has a radio out, and doing a military style dance to it. The villains watched, some swallowing the vomit in their throats from watching him. Then he made them start dancing. Negaduck didn't even know how to dance, and the whole time as that was going on, he was stumbling to keep up with the beat and failing miserably. Before long Negaduck decided to stop the music and go over, shutting it off. Chef stopped and glared at him.
"Why'd you stop, pop?" Mr. Bananabrain asked.
Negaduck crossed his arms.
"One of drops out, we're done for the day."
"Done for the day!?" Chef exclaimed. "You'll be done when I say you're done! Now drop and give me twenty!"
Negaduck got on the ground, doing the push-ups. Chef looked the other villains.
"Anyone else want to add something into this?"
"Um, yea," Megavolt replied, "Can I use the restroom?"
Before long Megavolt was in the restroom, along with a bucket and mop. The electric rat frowned, pulling the mop out.
"Send a rat with electric powers to clean with water. Smart."
Inside the mess hall, everyone was sitting around. Chef was in front of them, telling them of their next challenge.
"You all have to write a 3,000 word essay about how much you all, love. Me." A smirk appeared on his face then went back to his frown. "Anyone who fails to complete this challenge by falling asleep or not completing the challenge will be eliminated!"
As the clock ticked, everyone was working on their papers. Liquidator was having a difficult time, being made out of water, it was hard to write when the paper kept getting wet. As everyone was writing, they started to become exhausted as time went on. After a few hours Chef started picking up everyone's papers. Negaduck's chin was resting on his hand, his tired eyes blinking with contempt, a small smile on his face. Chef started reading his paper.
"I would like to dedicate this paper to Chef because he is very, very, very, very, very, very, very…" he stopped. "This is just one sentence that extends over five pages!"
"Never was good at English, but at least it's 3000 words. You can count them yourselves."
Chef walked off and slipped on Liquidator's water. The aqua dog looked at him. He stood up and glared at the liquid villain.
"Clean that up!"
"Four out of five plumbers asked how that would be possible? When the Liquidator is all liquid all the time?"
Chef growled as him. He looked over to see Ammonia and Ample asleep. He went over and slammed a fist on the table, waking them up.
"You two are out!" He went over to where Negaduck was standing. "The rest of you get to bed and be up at o 500 hours!"
Negaduck held up a handkerchief with imbedded skulls on it.
"I think you missed a spot sir."
Chef got in his face. "Boy do you want to run 50 laps around the camp?"
Before Negaduck could open his mouth to make a snarky comment, Liquidator pulled Negaduck over, hoping to confront his boss and make sure that he wasn't a dead duck.
"All sleep professionals agree that that would not help a crime lord's sleep disorder!"
Negaduck glared at him. Since when was he diagnosed with a sleeping disorder? Okay true he stayed up longer than most people. Yes he suffered terrible nightmares almost every night, but that was common thing for him. He had grown used to that.
Liquidator started pushing him away.
"Let's go boss, profits are sure to rise the faster we get to sleep!"
Negaduck glared as his gang ushered him out. As everyone got to sleep, Liquidator pulled Bushroot aside, not noticing that Splatter was watching them.
"What are they up to?" she muttered.
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Splatter: Water dog has been acting strange around the plant since we got here! And I'm going to find out what it is! Even if I have give up my paintbrush for it!
Bushroot put a hand on one of the tree and looked at his partner in crime.
"I'm sorry for being such a disappointment to you Likky, but I couldn't take it anymore. I'm not made for this time of work."
"You're not a disappointment Reggie. I just wanted to talk to you. So, any luck on finding your secret admirer?"
The plant duck chuckled.
"Buddy, I told you guys before I DON'T want to find out! I never had a secret admirer before, so I'm very excited about this! I was planning on growing another bride, but no I don't think I'll have too!"
Liquidator nodded.
"Alright, let's get to bed. Chef wants the rest of us to continue our grueling workout. And at the rate our fearful boss is going, he's either going all out or ends up all ouch!"
Bushroot nodded. Unbeknownst to them, Splatter Phoenix wasn't resting against a tree not too far away. She overheard the two mutants talking. She snuck her way over to see them talking for a few more moments.
"Y-y-you should g-get going… y-you might have another ch-challenge coming up a-a-and I-I'm sure y-you'll do g-great." The botanist told his friend.
"All plants know that the grand Liquidator can conquer all! One curious villain is wondering, is the plant peril of Bushroot up for a free watering?"
"If I didn't know any better, I would think you would want to have sex with me." Bushroot replied with a light smile.
Liquidator chuckled. "Seems like it. So may the Liquidator be of service to his fellow partner in crime?"
Bushroot chuckled.
"If you must."
Splatter blinked in suspicion as Liquidator watered the plants, then saw the liquid canine give a smirk and aimed his water on the unsuspecting plant-duck. Bushroot yelped and turned around, glaring at the culprit.
"Likky…" he growled.
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Splatter: Oh my god… I wasn't planning on spying on the two mutants but when I saw them… I finally pieced together what Steelbeak and Quackerjack was doing. *smirks and rubs her hands together* And I think I know how to benefit off of this…
After a few exchanged words, Bushroot went back to the cabin, leaving Liquidator behind. The aqua dog didn't notice her coming up.
"You and that plant are awfully close. I'm wondering if Quackerjack's question about me having a crush is related to this."
Liquidator turned around, ears up in alarm.
"10 out of 10 reporters ask, how long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough," Splatter replied. "I'm beginning to think that you have the crush on the plant."
Liquidator laughed, mostly out of nervousness.
"All dating experts verify that you have wrong! For dating or even other acts of love are strictly against the Fearsome Five code or meet the end of Negaduck's Chainsaw!"
"Uh huh… keep lying to me. I dare you."
Liquidator sighed. There was no way he was going to get out these easily.
"Oh fine, 5 out of 5 dating experts agree that the Liquidator has been strucked by cupid's arrow." He got into her face. "You let any of this information out and you'll be getting a large dose of a large liquid hammer pretty soon."
"Oh don't flatter yourself. I'm not going to do that. I only want one thing. The finals."
"And what's in it for the Liquidator?"
"I take you and the plant to the final three, and I keep your secret by me being his secret admirer. We got a deal water boy?"
"Looks like the Liquidator has an offer he can't refuse. You got a deal!"
She nodded and went back to where their next challenge. The rest of the villains that made it so far where looking at an obstacle course.
"This here is an obstacle course. You will compete in it to see who will complete it under a minute." He got into Negaduck's face. "Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Negaduck replied.
"I swear Negadork if youse screw dis up and get our butts fried Imma killin' ya first." Steelbeak told him.
Before Negaduck could make a comment, Chef got into their faces.
"Go maggots go!"
They took off running. First climbing over the wooden wall, with Steelbeak and Negaduck going over it easily. Splatter went through the tire, with Quackerjack getting stuck. Liquidator and Clovis swung over the little mudpit. As Megavolt climbed over the wall ended up falling off, swallowing a bunch of mud. He sat up and threw it back up, coughing. Negaduck skidded to a halt, not really concern that one of his gang members ended up, but thought it was a good opportunity to get on Chef's nerves.
"Hey Drill Commander. We got an injured soldier." The evil duck replied.
"So much mud…" Megavolt croaked.
Chef grabbed hold of the rat by his jumpsuit and stood him up.
"You are relived or your duty. Report to the infirmary."
Megavolt made no protest as he walked away, trying to empty out the mud that caked his battery. Negaduck cast Liquidator a side glance.
"Aw…poor guy," the masked menace mocked.
"Get back on the course!" Chef snapped at them, the other villains doing what Chef said. "One wrong move and I'll be on you like hound dog on your scent!"
Negaduck just smirked as he saluted. "I look forward to it sir!"
As the villains repeated the course several times, getting caked in mud, tripping and even getting stuck in the ropes (congratulations Quackerjack on managing to get your leg tangled so high up. How did you manage that?), and causing the wall to fall over. As Negaduck climbed under the swinging scythes he saw Clovis starts to sink in the mud. He smirked.
"I salute to you, fallen soldier."
Chef growled and looked at him.
"You just bought yourself twenty more pushups!"
Negaduck stood up, a smirk still on his beak.
"Thank you!" To add insult to injury the duck stood on the tip of his toes and kissed the tall human on the nose and Negaduck took a couple steps backed.
Chef grinded his teeth as he reached his boiling point with the duck. Liquidator and Negaduck looked at him.
"All anger management counselors agree that Chef is going over the boiling point thanks to Negaduck's nautical narks."
"I have to agree with ya Drip face."
"You are going to solitary confinement, in the boat house." Chef told him.
"Alright. How bad could it be?"
Negaduck was sitting in a shack surrounded by shark jaws and a plastic shark hanging from a hook. A barrel filled with water and fish was sitting next to him. Negaduck was relaxing against the wall.
"God I love the smell of dead fish." He replied.
Back in the mess hall the remaining participants were eating. Bushroot had come in to socialize… and by socialize I mean talking to the members of the Fearsome Fives, but mostly to Liquidator. Bushroot looked at the door, hand on his beak.
"Y-You think w-w-we should g-get the boss s-s-some f-food?" the plant duck asked, looking at the others.
"It's your death wish Bushy." Quackerjack replied, eating the paste-like substance that Chef served them.
Bushroot not wanting to go alone looked at Liquidator.
"Y-you'll g-g-go with me, r-right Likky?"
"Anything for my number one customer!"
With that the two villains head out, taking Liquidator's bowl with them. As they made it to the fish cabin, they walked in seeing Negaduck making a grappling hook out of a shark's jaw and a rope. When he heard the door opening he looked over, surprised to see two of his gang members there.
"What you two knobs doing here?" he asked, going back to his grappling hook.
"W-w-we uh… th-thought you might like some uh… f-food…" Bushroot stuttered, holding the bowl out.
Negaduck went over and snatched it out of his hands. He tried to eat the gruel but the spoon got stuck so he sat it down. Deciding he rather get back at Chef and preferring something more desirable. He looked at the two mutants. An evil smirk formed on his beak.
"I think it's time we go commando."
The two mutants looked at each other and shared Negaduck's evil smirk. The three members of the Fearsome five made their way to Chef's tent. Chef and Chris were talking as the three villains sneaked their way over to Chef's fridge.
"How long you think they'll last after this?" they heard Chris asked.
The three villains didn't bother to listen as they started grabbing food. They placed a fish wrapped in thorns on a plate.
"A little something from the Fearsome Five." Negaduck whispered darkly, a sinister grin on his beak.
With their arms full of food, they snuck back out of the tent and took off running towards the cabins. In the cabins the villains were eating the food that the rebels managed to steal. They were all eating and laughing as they managed to dupe Chef.
Splatter licked her lips as she chewed on some barbecue chips.
"Oh it's so good to finally have some actual food!"
Ample nodded in agreement, tossing a s'more in her mouth. Steelbeak was giggling as he picked up another one of the camp-fire treat. The side effects of the sugar getting to him. Ammonia saw this and tried to stop him.
"Whoa, there Steels. That's your fourth s'more. Slow down there."
Steelbeak pulled his arm away, the sugar making him very energetic and giggly. He shook his head.
"J-Just one more!" He replied, eating the last s'more.
Unfortunately for the FOWL agent, it was one s'more too many and the result of it started to creep back up his throat. The clean cut agent ran out of the cabin. Clovis and Splatter laughed as they watched Steelbeak run out. The rooster ran over to the side of the railing and puked out the contents of his stomach. When he was finished he turned around and slumped against the railing. Ammonia came out to check on him.
"You okay?"
"Yea… totally fine babe… I am neva' eatin' sweets again afta' dat."
"I'd bet," she laughed. "Never thought I would see the smooth and suave Steelbeak get hyped up on sugar."
"Never thaught I would eit'er." He replied. "But it just felt amazing! It's like once I started… I didn't want ta stop!"
"I figured," she replied, trying not to laugh.
As the two stood there, Steelbeak leaned in and kissed her. Ammonia stood there in a bit of shock before kissing back. She pulled away.
"I should get back to my cabin. Night."
"Same ta ya'll doll face." He replied as she walked off.
As he watched her walk off, Chef's voice came over the speakers.
"Alright you worthless excuses of villains your next course will start at o 700 hours! And when I find out whoever stole my deserts they're going to be sorry!"
Later, the final four of the villains were hanging upside down on a tree. The remaining villains were Negaduck, Steelbeak, Splatter and Clovis.
"What you are experiencing is an ancient form of torture…" Chef began.
"Blood rushes to your head, you become nauseous, then dizzy and you flush and…" Negaduck interrupted.
"Boy will you hush! Interrupt me again and I'll-"
Chef didn't get to finish his sentence because Negaduck fell out of the tree at that time. He groaned in pain as he lifted himself up.
"I'm okay…" He strained.
At that change the remaining villains on the tree grabbed hold of the branch so they wouldn't fall off. As Negaduck was walking off, he ended up running into a tree and then landed in a puddle of mud. Steelbeak started laughing, unable to stop. The laughter was so much that he ended up falling off the branch and landed on his hands and knees. Chef went up to him.
"I expected better from you Soldier."
Steelbeak stood up, dusting off his suit.
"Sorry sir." He replied between a fitful of giggles.
He walked over to the other villains, to watch the last two to see who would hang on the longest. Splatter and Clovis hanged there, as the other villains chose who they were cheering for.
"Come on Clovis, show what we white-collar villains what we got!" Steelbeak replied.
"Y-you can do it Splatter…" Bushroot peeped up nervously.
"After being subsequented 5000 feet in the air, this should be nothing after all the things I do with Bulba," Clovis replied in her no nonsense tone.
Clovis chuckled.
"I've been around high hallucinogen paints and I've been through paintings, this should be easy."
A few moments later, Clovis started getting dizzy and fell out of the tree. Splatter swung herself off the branch and landed perfectly. Chef went up to her and saluted.
"I salute to you soldier. If there is any chance that we would ever fight together, I would be proud to."
"Uh thanks… I'll consider it… if I decided it as a career choice." She replied, and walked off. "Like never."
Later that night the villains were gathered around the fire to receive their licorice. Splatter had her arms crossed smugly, knowing that she wasn't going to be eliminated.
"I only have eight licorices on my plate. Eight licorices that represents that campers that will be staying on my island."
Splatter looked at Liquidator, who nodded. The liquid canine looked at the twitching plant-duck next to him, who was biting on his leaf nervously. He looked at Chris who was still talking.
"You have all casted your votes. If I do not call your name, then you will immediately go down to the dock of shame, get on the boat of losers and never return the island again. When I call you name, come get your licorice."
The villains looked at each other. Bushroot was so convinced that he was going to get his licorice that he stayed put.
"Clovis, Quackerjack, Steelbeak, Ammonia, Negaduck, Ample, Liquidator, and Splatter."
Liquidator and Splatter looked at each other than Bushroot, who didn't seem to notice their looks. He just sat there, waiting for his fate. Megavolt looked up in surprise, as well did Quackerjack. Chris waved the last licorice around, trying to continue the suspension.
"Bushroot."
"What!?" Bushroot, Quackerjack and Megavolt exclaimed at once.
"B-b-but I should be the one leaving!" Bushroot exclaimed. "I-I was the weakest one here! I-I dropped out of the first challenge!"
"Yea! Let Bush-brain take the plunge!" Quackerjack echoed.
"That votes have been casted and I'm not changing them." Chris replied. He motioned for Chef to grab a hold of the electric villain.
"Hey put me down! Put me down right now or I will turn you into a crisp!" Megavolt shouted angrily.
Chef dumped him onto the boat. Megavolt stood himself up, shouting at the remaining villains.
"This is an outrage!" He seethed. "I've been screwed over! When I find out who did this they are roasted ducks! I swear! You and your attempts to keep those poor light bulbs in slavery I will vaporize you! You haven't seen the last of Megavolt!"
"Megsy yet!" Quackerjack called, running up to the boat as it started to leave the dock. He threw a toy, which Megavolt caught. "I made that for you!"
Megavolt looked at the stuff doll of Quackerjack, smiling.
"I love it Quacky!" He called out to the demented jester. "Vaporize the completion for me!"
Back at the campfire, Splatter was the only there, roasting her marshmallow. She pulled it out. She had a small smirk on her bill as she recalled what she did earlier.
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Splatter: *has the voting box on her lap* *using a screwdriver to open it* *switching the ballots* There's no way I'm letting plant-boy out of my sight yet. I need something to keep the water-mutt on his leash. And I'm sure the clown won't mind if his light-bulb went out. *cackles*
Splatter looked at the camera, a sinister grin on her beak.
"Yes." She replied as the flame on her marshmallow went out.
Yes, this episode was inspired by Basic Straining, from TDI. I had to take this one. So I hope this will appease you my faithful reviews and I hope you can put down those pitchforks and torches. *yelps and hides behind my shield* Or….not. Hey! Give me a break! I had writer's block and graduation from High school. Plus my computer crashed! So here's my apology! Take it! Take it! And review! Please!
And that is it! Will Splatter keep a hold Liquidator's secret? Will she be ratted out for tampering with the voting box? Will Steelbeak get his revenge on Negaduck and Liquidator? And could there possibly be a new romance between Ammonia and Steelbeak? Find out in the next chapter of Darkwing. Villain. Island!