Summary: Despite having the upper hand, Heather is not satisfied with not being able to break Alejandro's esteem even once. Maybe someone can help her...

Ship: Cody x Heather


Heather paced back and forth, trying to digest London's victory.

On the one hand, it was an unexpected victory since Miss Perfection and the weird goth girl went after the delinquent; if something went wrong, she would think about whether it would be better to hear Gwen screaming or Courtney falling at 50 kilometres per hour.

On the other hand, it was what she needed to increase her numerical advantage against Alejandro Burromuerto, or rather, against the Team Chris is Really Really Really Really an Asshole. With smart-ass Noah gone, the men's team was reduced to stupid Owen and clumsy Tyler. Of course, there was Duncan, but she didn't want to think about him just yet.

Strangely, Alejandro wasn't looking shaken by the defeat. In fact, he seemed relaxed and calm after eliminating one of his peers. This activated the queen bee's warning signal.

Taking the opportunity to rub salt in the wound, Heather approached economy class, seeing Alejandro resting on one of the seats.

"Team Chris! Brilliant as ever, right?" She crossed her arms, facing the Latino with a wicked smile.

"Oh, Heather, how I adored my little buddy! He always gave me joy and now he's...dead! Alas, poor Noah, I knew him so well..." Owen declaimed as he missed his friend.

"First, I don't care. Second, he's not dead. He just jumped out of the plane with the parachute." Heather deadpanned towards the fat Hamlet.

"He hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it." Owen continued, using a small box as a skull.

"I'm sure it couldn't hold your weight." Duncan rolled his eyes.

"Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?" Owen was now on his knees, as if he were in a play. The sun illuminated him like a spotlight.

"Dude, you kissed him?" Tyler asked, ignoring the Shakespearean quote.

"Only in my dreams, hehe." The big guy blushed.

Tired of the nonsense, Alejandro said, "Dama y Caballeros, I suppose it is already too late to engage in non-productive conversations. I advise that we all replenish our energy for the next challenge. Especially you, my Ophelia." To emphasize even more, he raised his eyebrows while smiling cheekily at the Asian woman.

"Don't get too cocky, Shakespeare. Perhaps you will suffer the same fate as Romeo." She pointed her finger in her arch-rival's face, trying to win the symbolic argument.

"As you wish, Juliet." He replied sardonically.

"Ugh!" She stamped her feet on the floor, angrily heading towards first class. She needed to find a way to destroy that boy's esteem, brick by brick.

To his surprise, all the Amazon Team members were already asleep. Gwen spread her legs and muttered something about piercings; Courtney snored as she curled up tighter in the covers. Sierra was in a straitjacket, sleeping next to Cody, who was using a lollipop as a pacifier.

She looked at the boy as if he were a baby forced to compete in a deadly competition worldwide. She wasn't far off since he was the youngest of the cast.

She took the lollipop out of his mouth, looking at the candy.

Perhaps this will work. Alejandro, prepare to suffer your own Greek tragedy. She thought darkly, laughing at the very scheme she had concocted. Forgetting the origin of the candy, she put the lollipop in her mouth. All it took was a moan from the geek for her to remember where that sugary prize came from.

SPLAT


The sun was out when Cody got a message from Heather to go to the confessional.

Chris had said earlier that it was a free day since they wouldn't be arriving at their planned destination for at least 12 hours, so he was thinking about spending (or trying to) time with Gwen, trying more first-class sweets and escaping Sierra's deadly caresses.

"You called me?" Cody asked as he arrived in front of the door, with the season's anti-villain waiting for him anxiously.

"About time! C'mom, get inside now!" She ordered, shoving the little boy into the bathroom before entering and locking the door.

The confessional was cramped with the two inside; Cody was sitting uncomfortably on Heather's thighs, head leaning against the window. One of his arms was right next to the vixen's breasts, so he couldn't move it without touching the girl's body.

"You consider me your friend, right?" The raven-haired girl asked with some sincerity

"You are my friend?" The candy addict raised his eyebrow skeptically.

"Who came up with the idea of the straitjacket?" She snarled.

"Good point," Cody responded without thinking twice.

"So, friend, I need your help with a problem. We women occasionally have certain urges and need help to ease them. And by urges, I mean making you men feel paranoid because you think we're not attracted to you." Heather confessed what she wanted in an odd, specific way, although Cody was still confused.

The tooth-gap boy still raised his eyebrow skeptically, "Why do you want me to be attracted to you?"

She facepalmed using her free hand before snapping her fingers in front of him, like a dog, to get him to pay attention.

"Focus, Cody! Focus! I need you to help me, and I will continue to provide my friendly services to you. Who knows, maybe we'll find a muzzle for your beloved Sierra at our next destination?" The mean teen had an angelic smile as she suggested that their partner was a rabid animal.

The geek's eyes widened at the possibility that Uber Fan couldn't kiss him anymore, "Get yourself a deal!"

She smiled, happy that he agreed to the plan, "Great! Now, some rules: no tongue, no touching my breasts, if I see your pee rise, I swear you will go down in history as Cody The Eunuch." She stared at him, making him understand the punishments if he broke any of those rules.

With that, Heather unlocked the door and kicked it with her foot, making a loud bang.

"Wait, What?" Cody was bewildered by the conditions imposed.

"Buenos dias, mi reina. Why do I have the honor of being graced with your presence?" Alejandro smiled smugly, remembering the invitation the queen bee had given him earlier.

Nothing could prepare him for what he was witnessing.

Cody was kissing Heather heavily, who was holding the geek's head tightly. To be even more offensive, she began to moan loudly. The boy could only firmly palm the Asian woman's thigh and hip, more in a desperate struggle than lust.

The Latino's eyes widened. He didn't know if it was real or some hallucination because of Owen's farts.

"Weon, ¿qué estás haciendo?" He babbled when he saw that scene. Satisfied, Heather eased Cody's head, smiling with delight.

"I came to introduce you to my new boyfriend. Isn't he cute? Of course, he need to learn how to treat a lady with due respect, but that doesn't happen overnight. Isn't that right, little Cody?" Her lipstick was all smudged, with saliva dripping from her mouth.

The geek gasped for air, not used to kissing. He frantically shook his head while sporting a goofy smile.

"Good boy~Time for a little treat." Heather kissed him again, now using her tongue. At all times, she maintained eye contact with Alejandro.

The arch-rival was kneeling, watching the scene with his mouth open. Of all the people, she chose Cody? That skinny loser virgin who was lucky to be on an overpowered team? What does he have? Was it Heather's dirty play?

No, that wasn't possible. Heather would never go that far to piss him off. No one would french kiss just to humiliate someone else.

"If the couple excuse me, I will head to the infirmary. I feel like my blood pressure has dropped." The nemesis muttered, quickly leaving the scene.

Making sure Alejandro was away, Heather ended the kissing session.

"Phew! I can't believe how well this worked! This is not the oldest trick in the book, after all. Congrats on your performance Cody, you were brilliant!" She patted him on the back, who was still wearing a goofy smile.

"Say, how long will we pretend I'm your boyfriend?"

"Who knows? Seeing him pathetic like that made me happy enough for a week."

Despite having no experience, Cody could quickly adapt to Heather's voracious pace; Heather was surprised at how quickly Cody learned things. And on top of that, it had a sweet taste in the mouth.


While Heather won a landslide victory and Alejandro cursed the gods for revenge against the puny geek, Cody discovered a new fetish.

Now he's looking forward to the next performance.


Cody is a great friend!

Next Chapter: Noah's elimination left Owen quite shaken. Thank goodness he can vent to his friend Al!