Four: Team Death P.A.C.T.! Assemble or you will tremble!

Pie: Hm. I think I'd rather tremble...

4:Nghh... then, assemble or you will... nnn! Mm!

X: Be dismembled?

4: Yeah! You'll be dismembled!

Lightning: Oh. Well, I don't have any legs, so I wouldn't mind dismemberment that much..

4: RRRRRRH! ASSEMBLE!

Tree: Assemble or??

4 is ANGERY; Tree falls down, dazed.

X: Hey! That doesn't rhyme!

Remote: I guess sometimes there's no arguing with death...

Podiums raise up and Grassy is flung into the air; he still smiles.

Cake at Stake plays

4: Deathers. This blasphemous abomination of a drawing has led you here today!

Gaty: um how could that made us lose? We didn't even draw anything?

4: Exactly! You thought of me as nothing! You thought of me as a blank! I am quite offended!

X: You are a disgrace to the entire art community, and the entire world would rejoice if you al never touched a piece of paper again EVEEEEEEER!!!!!

Tree: Kuh, I, I'd rather take the screech!

4: If you say so. [hiccups a screech]

Tree: *falls down, dazed again*

Pillow: Let's pick up the pace! How many votes?

4: Eh I don't know... didn't bother to count them as much...

Marker: Well, as long as elimination doesn't mean dying, then we're still successfully preventing death!

Cake: *off-screen* don't eat me!

Purple Face: Nom!

Marker: Whoops and Cake is dead!

4: Lightning... congratulations you're the first one safe!

Lightning: really? Awesome!

(Lightning: 4 save, 1 out, 3 stay)

X: Next safe is Remote... and Marker!

4: Dont forget about Tree X!

Remote: I like being safe as much as I like batteries!

Marker: Well I like eating dirt! *smiles*

Tree: Mate that's disgusting...

Marker: Sooooowwyyy...

(Remote: 3 save, 2 out, 1 stay)

(Marker: 2 save, 1 out, 1 stay)

(Tree: 2 save, 1 out, 1 stay)

4: Pie what do you think it's gonna happen to you hm?

Pie: Not sure.. sometimes I stay sometimes I go... I'm fine with what happens... happens... *She shrugged.*

4: Ugh whatever you're safe

(Pie: 1 save, 2 out, 1 gone)

X: Now its down to Pillow and Gaty! I wonder why you two are bottom two hmmm?

Gaty: Yea I also wonder that I haven't done anything to make the viewers dislike me in particular..?

Pillow: Correction, you haven't done anything at all. *She smiles at her*

Gaty: Hey!

4: Well the answer are Pillow stays and Gaty is out with a gargantuan voting difference!

Pillow: Just like i theorized. *She began writting on her notes*

Gaty: what?! I'm out... oh... wow that was unexpected... well it's been fun guys uh take carahhhhhhhh! *she was sucked inside 4*

(Pillow: 2 save, 3 out, 1 gone)

(Gaty: 0 save, 4 out, 4 gone)

4: Today's contest is to fly your team's plane as long as possible! First team to hit the ground is up for elimination!!

Ballers enter their plane.

8-Ball: Woah! This plane's made of paper? Not sure if that can support my weight...

Lollipop: Then you should've thought of that before you became that heavy, hit the gym sometimes.

8-Ball glares at Lollipop.

The other teams enter their planes.

4: Ready, set, GO!

Everyone: [SCREAMING]

Every team is flying around.

[Cut to Death PACT]

Tree: How's the steering going?

Remote: There's no steering at all! This is actually JUST a paper plane!

[Cut to Beep]

Cloudy: I'll get us to soar above the others!

Balloony: Yoooou're killing it, Cloudy!

4: No flying allowed! [presses button which obliterates Lightning, Cloudy and Black Hole]

Firey Jr: WOAH!

Bottle: Thank you for piloting, Grassy!

Grassy: I'm Grassy!

Beep's plane malfunctions and shakes around, making a clang sound. This causes Bottle Smash herself against Naily breaking... she is now dead

Balloony: Yeah, real pro, everybody! Bottle's doing just fine over here!

Naily: I dunno, Balloony, it looks like she's dead

Balloont: It's sarcasm...

Naily: Oh, right! I keep forgetting..

Beep's plane loses control.

[screaming]

Firey Jr: Ah! We're falling!

Naily: Heheh! Uh... oh. We ARE falling!

Taco: Heheh! Those guys need to learn about weight distribution!

(I HATE THIS plane suddenly loses control)

I HATE THIS: [SCREAMING].

IHT plummets along with Beep.

4: Wow! Beep and I hate This seem to think it's a race!

X: I wonder who's gonna smack against the ground first!

Firey Jr: Guys! Aim for the cliff! We could perhaps have a chance to delay the impact! *points at cliff*

Naily: If we don't make it over the cliff, we'll be the first to hit the ground!

Barf Bag: Ah! How do we control this thing!

TV did red flashing lights on his screen with a warning sign and a skull

Fanny: WE CAN'T WE ARE JUST FALLING EVEN MY WINDS AREN'T SLOWING THIS DOWN! I HATE THIS!!! *It's shown Fannys fan is turned on and she's trying to boost the paper airplane up, but not doing much*

Liy: We're not gonna make it!

Taco: Uh How do we steer this thing?

Firey Jr: Hurry Up! Someone do a plan!!!!

Balloony: There's no way to change the airflow! [echoing] change the airflow...

Grassy is seen to be thinking for once.

GRASSY DABS*

Balloony: Grassy! You're a genius!

Grassy, Balloony, and Naily also dab, causing their plane to fly sideways.

Taco: Everybody! We need to slow this plane down!

Barf Bag: But how?! There's nothing we can do! Nothing that can save us!

Balloony: I don't think our dabbing is enough!

Naily: Come on Firey Jr dab with us!!!

Firey Jr: I am NOT going to do something that stupid looking! *Looks angry*

Grassy: Just daaaaab~ *He smiles*

Firey Jr: No!

Naily: Whatever, I think we're gonna make it!

Liy: No no no I don't want to die!

Barf Bag: You'll probably survive the crash! All my barf is gonnabe spilled everywhere making ME die!!!!

TV was showing a comically overly complicated mathematical equation on his screen to prove his point on why he was the most likely to die.

Taco: Ugh can all of stop arguing amongst ourselves we're a team! And now we're al about about CRASH like a team!

I HATE THIS all scream

Suddenly their plane stops falling and starts slowly going up.

Barf Bag: Huh? What's going on?

Liy, Barf Bag, and Taco try too look at under the paper airplane and they gasp as they see... nothing!

All three: NONEXISTY?!

Taco: So thats where you been hidding!

Barf Bag: He managed to avoid being detected and zapped by 4 and now he's flying us to safety!

Fanny: This makes me NOT hate you Nonexisty! *She screams still looking angry*

Liy: Yes! We're gonna win!

Everyone in I HATE THIS cheers as their paper airplane magically begins floating up.

Balloony: Huh? How is their plane going up? That makes no sense...

Naily: Uh guys...

Firey Jr: Look out!

Everyone on Beep screams as they all crashed and facepalmed on the floor face down.

X: Thank you for catching them, ground! They could've hit the ground.

4: Team Beep. One of you is going away!

X: You guys? You can just... do whatever you want. I dunno.

All the other other teams: YAY sound effect.

4: Choose two to save and two to eliminate from Beep! Whoever gets the worst score will be eliminate.

Night scene:

All the other planes are still flying in the sky.

Clock: So um... how do we get out of here?