I See London...
POV. Third person
Months before the third season...
"Have you already thought about what you're going to do?"
Dawn's abrupt question caused Cody to stop writing whatever he was writing to turn around.
The girl had been meditating in silence for about half an hour and this was the first time she had spoken since Cody came home. She hadn't even moved or opened her eyes.
"Huh?" was all the geek could say, "I'm sorry Dawn, but you really need to start being more specific. You always ask me things like we've been talking for hours," he said frustrated.
The auras reader smiled, which told the geek that she was doing it on purpose.
"Have you already thought about how you're going to solve Gwen and Duncan's problem?"
"Uh...," Cody was still very confused, "What do you mean? I just have to stop her from kissing him in the confessional and that's it, right?... Although now that I think about it I could also prevent Gwen and Courtney from going looking for the criminal to begin with," he said thinking about his options.
"Mmm, mmm," Dawn nodded, "none of those ideas are going to work."
Her frankness disconcerted the mountaineer a little to the point of almost making him fall backwards, "What do you mean that won't work? You say it will happen no matter what I do? Is it one of those canonical events as you call them?" the geek asked her, it was a bit shocking that the auras reader used a term that seemed to be taken from a comic.
Dawn stood up and walked over to a picnic table, beckoning the geek to come closer.
"No, I'm sure you can stop her from kissing him, or even Duncan from coming back into the competition," she said as she poured water into a glass.
"Where's the problem then?" Cody asked.
"The problem is that it will only make things worse," she said as she offered the glass.
Cody tried to take it, he hadn't realized how thirsty he was. But at the last second Dawn pushed the glass away. The geek frowned and stretched out his arm, but she did it again.
"Why you-?" he leaned over the table but Dawn walked away taking the glass with her and Cody fell on his belly on the table, "I thought you hippies liked to share," he said annoyed.
Dawn drank the glass of water in front of him, "this water is love."
"... Ah?" talking to this girl was sometimes too big an intellectual challenge.
"Imagine for a second that water is love, my love," she said, "you wanted to drink it at all costs. Because you were thirsty."
"...," Cody looked at the auras reader trying to understand her strange analogy, "you say... that even if I stop them from kissing, isn't it going to matter?" he said looking at the ground, "even if that doesn't happen on the plane, it's going to happen at some point, right? Especially since Chris wants it to happen. Duncan is going to betray Courtney because he is interested in Gwen and she will reciprocate because she believes she has a crush on him. And that's why they're not going to stop trying until they're together, the timing doesn't matter, right?"
"Yes, even if he doesn't kiss her in London, the feelings of both of them are still going to be there," Dawn said, "it would only be a matter of time before they try again, and if it doesn't work, they will try again. Until their thirst is quenched."
Cody put a hand to his face and massaged the bridge of his nose, "How am I supposed to fix this situation? This time technically it's not up to me," it depended on Duncan and Gwen realizing that the whole circus they were putting on was shit. But if they didn't listen to anyone before, they have no reason to do so now.
When he withdrew his hand, Dawn's face was right in front of him but upside down, which startled him a little. She had leaned back on the floor to look him in the face.
"What do you see?" asked the auras reader.
"I see you?" he said confused.
"And around me?"
"Honestly, it's hard to see when you're so close," the geek said in more ways than one, she smelled good.
"Yes, it's hard to look around when you're looking at something very closely," she said, "but... If you back away, you're going to have a better perspective," she smiled at him, "maybe your problem isn't where you think it is..."
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Back in the present...
Chris begins to narrate, "Last time in total drama world tour. We ran out of money... and also without fuel. So we ended up crashing somewhere in Jamaica," the plane crashed on the beach is shown, "even without a budget the show had to go on and that's exactly what we did hahahaha. First we had our participants search for treasure in a lagoon, which was infested with sharks and electric eels. Electrifying," Sierra is seen being electrocuted, "thanks to Alejandro's machinations Cody ended up unconscious and hospitalized, which would prevent him from helping his team in the second half. A fact that Alejandro would take advantage of without hesitation", it is seen how he breaks the board of the slide, "which would earn the Cats team their second casualty", Izzy and Courtney fly off the slide and crash into the wild, "which made them the losers of the challenge and the ones who would have to eliminate a member of their team. This is how Izzy was chosen to voluntarily leave the competition. Now that everyone's favorite geek has lost his memory and Heather has lost her aces against Courtney and Gwen, what does the future hold for our competitors? Find out in the most suspenseful episode of Total... Drama... World Tour~!".
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Heather was in a bad mood. Although to be fair, when was she not in a bad mood? That was what her life consisted of most of the time.
Interestingly, her bad mood was not due to the state of her boyfriend, who seemed to be hiding from her during her time here in Jamaica.
No, her anger was about her situation in general, Gwen and Courtney were now the new BFFs of the show, just as stupid as the originals in her opinion.
It would not have been a problem, annoying yes, but not a problem, as long as she still had the advantage of the votes. But that was no longer the case. Izzy was gone, and she didn't know if Cody was going to vote with her if they lost again, which basically had her with a noose around her neck.
Her favorable situation had taken a 180-degree turn in an instant, and that bothered her because she was sure that he had something to do with it.
She doesn't know how, but something deep inside her told her that this was Alejandro's fault, the rat had done something, she was sure of that.
"I'm going to go get him," she said standing up. She had been sitting on a lounger next to Lindsay, both in bathing suits as they sunbathed.
The blonde was lying on her back without the top of her red bikini, "Cody?"
"No, King Arthur," she said sarcastically.
Lindsay blinked twice.
"Of course Cody!" I clarify.
"Oh... I already knew it," said the blonde embarrassedly, "but, the doctor said we had to give him time, I want to see him too, but I think he doesn't remember us," she said a little sad.
"All the more reason not to let him roam alone, who knows what nonsense Sierra will tell him if she finds him," said the queen bee.
Lindsay pouted, she knew Heather was lying, she just wanted to see him and that's it.
She stood up covering her breasts with her hand, which made Heather look at her, "you're lying," she accused her as she took her red top, "just say you want to see him, you can be honest with me," she said with a smile.
Heather sighed and sat on the lounger hugging her knees, "Why doesn't this bother you?" she asked the blonde. It seemed very strange to her that of the two, Lindsay was the least disturbed by the affair at hand.
"Remember I was having trouble remembering everyone's names?" Lindsay said.
"Yes, I remember."
"Cody spent a lot of time helping me memorize, that was very sweet of him," Lindsay got up from the lounger and sat next to Heather sticking to her. She wrapped the queen bee in an embrace and began to rub her cheek against hers.
"It's not that I'm not worried, I just think we should have some faith in him, we owe it to him, don't you think?" she said affectionately.
Heather's cheeks reddened, but a mark also formed on her forehead.
*Grab*
"Eep!"
"And since when are you the voice of reason?" the queen bee asked her irritably as she grabbed her breasts over her bikini and began to knead them.
"H-Heather we are... in p-public," Lindsay said with difficulty. She had no problem with kisses, but if anyone saw them like that.
The queen bee smiled sadistically, stuck to Lindsay, and whispered in her ear, "Maybe we should find Cody and give him a show~? Let's see if it refreshes his memory," she said seductively.
Lindsay's ears turned red, on her head that didn't even sound like a bad idea.
"Damas."
Any relief Heather might be feeling thanks to Lindsay was immediately erased due to the arrival of a certain person who is the last person on earth whom she would forgive for interrupting her.
"We're having a girl talk, please do us the favor of going to hell!" said Heather aggressively.
Alejandro raised his hands peacefully, "Calm down, calm down, I come in peace, I swear, it was not my intention to interrupt your... conversation".
Heather hugged Lindsay possessively, Alejandro wasn't looking at her strangely, but he wasn't going to let the muscular guy in thong get an inch close to her, the blonde belonged to her.
"Did something happen?" asked Lindsay, being less tense than Heather.
"Not really, I just wanted to express my condolences for the condition of your... lover," said the Spaniard, "it's a shame about Cody and also about Izzy."
Heather wanted to yell at him to stop the charade once and for all. But she wouldn't, and she would only make a fool of herself.
"Thanks for the concern, but Cody will be fine," Heather said, "he just needs time."
"Hey, that's what I told you," Lindsay said. Heather covered her mouth.
"If that's all you have to say, good morning," she dismissed him with a fake smile.
"Okay, if that's what the lady wants as a gentleman I'll retire," Heather felt like throwing up, "but... IMHO, if you're really worried about Cody, maybe it would be best to send him home."
Lindsay's eyes widened, "Excuse me?!" shouted Heather angrily.
Alejandro raised his arms again not disturbed by the aggressiveness of the queen bee, "I'm just saying, that the game is already dangerous enough, and Cody is not in the best condition at the moment...", he left the implication in the air, which actually worried Lindsay a little.
"That's not going to happen," Heather said with narrowed eyes.
"But I'm afraid you might not have a choice, or would you?"
"..."
Lindsay looked between the two, "Why?"
"Well Lindsay, it's pretty simple," Al said as if talking to a child, "if the Gatitas lose again, either Heather leaves or Cody leaves, neither Gwen nor Courtney are going to vote for each other, are they?"
Heather looked at him through gritted teeth, he was right, and she hated him for that, "don't think we're going to lose again," she warned him.
"If you say so then I guess my advice was in vain," he said as he walked away, leaving them alone again.
Heather was angrier now than before, Lindsay could tell by the way he squeezed her a little. The blonde turned around to look at her.
"Are you worried?" she asked.
"No-... Of course I'm worried," she said, "those two are going to go against me at the first opportunity."
"Couldn't you try to get along with them?" asked Lindsay.
"I think it's too late for that, besides, I don't like them," Heather said.
"... You didn't like Izzy and I either, didn't you?" she said as she wrapped her arms around her neck, her huge breasts pressed against hers and she looked at her affectionately.
Heather looked at her in dismay, "I swear I'll become a nun before even hinting that someday I'm going to wake up in a bed naked with one of them by my side."
"Hahahahahahaha," Lindsay laughed heartily, "I don't think there's a convent that can hold you back," Heather looked at her rolling her eyes. The blonde slowly approached and joined her lips with those of the queen bee.
Heather's tongue immediately entered her mouth, caressing hers. Kissing was becoming one of her favorite activities, more so because they were both in bathing suits and there was a lot of skin-to-skin contact.
She pushed Lindsay against the lounger, straddling her. She had discovered that she was fascinated by the idea of having the opportunity to eat the blonde by herself, even if only once... or every once in a while, "MMM~!", and she loved how Lindsay moaned against her lips when she grabbed her breasts and kneaded them carelessly, she slowly began to slide her fingers under the fabric of her bikini.
"Lindsa- Oh shit!"
But it seems that fate was not going to let them go all the way today, because now it was Bridgette who caught them red-handed. Literally in Heather's case.
"Oh, uh... What's up Bridgette?" Lindsay asked, panting, disheveled and red-faced. Heather was still on top of her, and she refused to let her go a second time.
Bridgette on the other hand found the landscape of the pool more interesting apparently, "ah... "I just wanted to know if you've seen Sierra, I can't find her for any reason," the surfer said nervously.
"..."
Lindsay looked at Heather wide-eyed, "oh-oh."
"I'm going to get Cody!" she shouted as she tried to stand up. But she got dizzy and ended up falling to the ground.
Lindsay sighed, 'and we were getting to the best part', what? She can also get horny.
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POV. Cody
Have you ever felt like you wake up from a long sleep and everything you thought you would live didn't really happen?
Well, honestly neither do I. Watching my life through the tapes of the first two seasons actually felt more like watching an actor play the lead role in a movie about my time on the show. Only it all seemed done to make me stand out because, well, I'm supposed to be the protagonist.
At first everything started the same, Chris gave the synopsis of the program, the rules, etc. Then the campers began to arrive and everything seemed to be in order. For a moment I thought Izzy and Noah were trolling me about having lived the entire show as a time traveler.
Then I arrived, and everything I believed went to shit.
Just my clothes already made a big difference. Why the hell was he dressed like a lumberjack? Then there was my prank on Chris, and my flirtation with Lindsay, Bridgette, and LeShawna, I remember that didn't work out as well as I would have liked.
But apparently the new self knew well what words to use and how. It was a little weird to see myself greeting Courtney cordially, and then avoiding Izzy's accident on the dock.
As soon as I arrived on the island I started things differently and that was... disconcerting. Especially since I saw myself facing Heather with confidence, helping Courtney with her allergy, being cool with my team (even though I had already done that), and yet... I did absolutely nothing to get close to Gwen, I didn't go into the girls' bedroom, which actually if it was a good change I must admit. But I didn't do anything to try to get close to her either.
And for the next few episodes, things didn't change.
At no point did I show any kind of romantic interest in Gwen, which I couldn't understand, that's supposed to be me, only from the future, how could I really give up on her?
The saddest thing is that it seemed that we got along better now that I didn't try to make any romantic moves, can things be more ironic?
Another crazy thing was seeing me participating in the second season, in both we won many challenges thanks to me. I was never that relevant during the game until season three, and it was partly just due to Sierra's harassment. The Cody of the future was crazy, he wasn't afraid of anything.
I faced a damn bear! And all to save Lindsay, even though I got a knot in my stomach because it was really my fault she was there at the time. But in the end we became good friends, something that didn't happen when I participated. Also, I don't understand why I still have scars if the bear didn't actually injure me. Neither Noah nor Sierra could answer that.
The craziest thing of all was my treatment of Heather, I mean, I didn't completely dislike her, even now, but she was always a little scary. And yet, my future self didn't just confront her, he really teased and flirted with her. That's crazy! I literally got away with seeing her breasts, and she didn't say anything... shit.
Izzy on the other hand was the biggest surprise. It seems that I have grown fond of myself since the talents challenge, and it was she who sought me out for the canoe trip.
She seemed to get along well with Owen as I remember, but she was more like a sister to him than a romantic interest.
Watching myself face her in the bear costume was crazy, but not as crazy as the fact that she apologized and even gave me a hug. But without a doubt, discovering that she was naked inside the suit took the prize. I'm a little sorry I don't remember seeing that. Izzy seems like the type who wouldn't be embarrassed to be seen naked, if her proposal to see her breasts in exchange for the cursed idol is any indication.
It was funny how she was always there with me, not necessarily to help me so much as to generate chaos. But she genuinely cared about me, after watching the first season I was able to better understand how we came to be a couple, I really thought that dating Izzy was something that only someone with a death wish or a total disregard for self-preservation (like Owen), would be willing to try.
But Izzy was not what I expected, she was affectionate, playful, attentive, definitely wild and somewhat selfish, but a very loving and very open girlfriend too. I don't think I'm so surprised that she allowed more girls in our relationship, especially after seeing that she's actually a total pervert like me... No doubt realizing that she actually likes women was a crazy trip even for her, but it is something that she embraced with pleasure. And I admit, it was pretty funny to watch. I didn't think she could change that much without needing a blow to the head, did dating really turn her into that?
However, Lindsay's thing... I can't even process that, it all seemed like a fucking soap opera, and Lindsay herself, shit... I know season two was her season. Until Courtney returned to the game and took over it. So the blonde stopped trying to stand out. I felt a little bad for her back then, I really hoped that of those who were left she would be the winner, but that didn't happen.
However, now... she went all the way to the end without giving up, she grew abysmally as a person, she proved that she is not a dumb blonde, she won in the final against Heather... she became my second girlfriend... and Heather the third. Hell.
It's as if the life I lived was nothing more than a dream, but apparently it was real. Only at another time very, very far away. Although this reality doesn't feel so real honestly either.
On the bright side, Noah and I were actually able to get some clues.
In my talk with Izzy about the so-called E-scope I mentioned that she was missing, what Noah did not know and I confirmed to him, is that Oscopio is a nickname that Izzy herself invented. From there it was just a matter of connecting the dots.
I also told Heather about a supposed friend I hadn't seen for years and who ended up very lonely. Which at hand told us that the Cody of the future should be an adult.
But certainly the hardest thing for me to watch was the tunnel chat I had with Gwen. Admitting to the girl I love out of my own mouth how I gave up on her was... painful.
When I heard myself say that she broke up with Duncan I was happy, but knowing that she under no circumstances saw me as an option was... I can't even describe it.
I always said that if she was happy, I would be too, but a part of me still hoped we would end up together. Maybe after I won this season and realized how great I was.
But I woke up in Jamaica to learn that my entire flight to Drumheller was nothing more than a distant memory.
At least I'm back to the moment before Duncan came back and kissed Gwen. Maybe if I stop her from kissing him, she'll realize she's making the wrong choice and walk away from him. I definitely can't waste this opportunity.
"So... Are you and I friends in the future? Or friends~?" asked Sierra in quotation marks, it worries me a little that she is so close to me.
"As I told you the last 25 times Sierra, you and I are just friends... without any double meaning, hidden intention or reading between the lines", if the future self had the courage to reject her directly I don't want to spoil it by giving her false hope again, living at her mercy once is more than enough.
I'm very happy to know that in this timeline we are on different teams.
"Sure, Cody, just friends," she said, winking at me. I hit my forehead. Making her understand, however, was proving to be a challenge.
At least she hasn't tried to touch me or hug me. I don't know if it's because of the threat that Brainzilla left her, because I'm supposed to have a girlfriend or because I already rejected her, but I'm grateful for whatever reason.
Unfortunately none of that makes her give up, it's like she's convinced she's going to succeed, which is very scary.
"Okay, I think I've got it," Noah said, sitting on the floor with a pile of notebooks full of writing, the last few days I really gave him a lot to write about.
"What did you discover?" asked Sierra.
"Comparing the tapes of the show to Cody's version of the story I think I've managed to put together a theory," said my know-it-all friend, it was rare to see him get past the dodgeball challenge or see him strive for a change, "I've noticed that there's a pattern in most of the changes you made on purpose. The vast majority were intended to avoid conflict."
"Avoid conflict? Why would I do something like that? If there's one thing I've learned from time travel movies, it's that preventing something from happening in the past, no matter how sad or well-intentioned, can be catastrophic for the present," I said.
"Remember the things the future you said about Izzy and Heather?" asked Noah.
Sierra crossed her arms with a frown, I can imagine why.
"Yes, I remember them," I answered.
"Well, what if they weren't the only ones?" said Noah.
I frowned, "You say that in the future we all have a hard time? Is that even possible?"
"What other reason could there be for you to try to avoid conflict and drama? "That I remind you is the whole point of the show," Noah said, "this is just a theory, but it seems most likely."
"Oh, oh, oh!" Sierra raised her hand as if she were at school.
"Yes, Sierra?" I said uncomfortably.
"Okay, I never mentioned this because I didn't want some of you to get scared or depressed, but there was a show that I really loved, it was called "Nerd Fight" there were teams, eliminations and everything with robot battles that they built themselves."
"And your point is...?" said Noah bored.
"Oh yeah, hehehehe, well the thing is that I loved the characters, all of them, they were adorable nerdy boys with small and flaccid bodies, glasses, braces, freckles."
"Can you get to the point please?" I said starting to freak out.
"The point is... that the show ended in season 5, but I loved the show so much that years later I researched what the old characters were doing with their lives."
"Sure, let's say you were investigating," Noah said.
Sierra was sad, "and it turned out... that none of them remained friends with the others. They were the sensation at the time but years later they were total strangers to each other, and they all had sad and pathetic lives. It was as if his glory had died with the show", that did catch our attention, "I did the same with other reality TV shows, the vast majority end badly after their careers end. Often because of things that happened during the program and stayed with them years later. There was even a case at a meeting of former stars where everyone ended up fighting with fists."
*Flash*
For an instant I felt a pang in my head, then I saw rain, screams, fights, insults.
*Flash*
Now I was back here, what the hell was that?
"Well, when you put it that way... I guess that would be a good reason to mess with the timeline," I said scratching my neck, the idea that in the future everything is wrong sounds like something out of a movie. But honestly I can't think of anything else that justifies the actions of my future self.
"You said that in your timeline I was expelled first from the Gophers for not collaborating with the team in the dodgeball challenge. And the Cody of the future made an effort for me to go out and play, that maybe means that in the future you and I will still be friends," Noah said.
"At least it's a good thing," Sierra said optimistically.
"I hope it's the same with Owen," I said. That's when I realized something, "shit."
"What's wrong?" asked Sierra worriedly.
"Owen loved Izzy, even though they broke up in Jamaica. I can't imagine how she must have felt if she really disappeared in the future," I said.
"Hell, that does sound sad," Noah said with empathy, something very rare for him.
"Hmph! She disappears without a trace, what a girlfriend," Sierra said.
"Sierra," I said rolling my eyes, maybe I don't feel anything for Izzy, but that was very rude, "you don't even know if she did it on purpose."
"But it's most likely, person wanted by the government, remember? Who knows what madness she may have done in the future to have to disappear? If you ask me, it's not good bridal material," Sierra said making a tantrum.
"I'm not going to comment on it," I said rolling my eyes. She fixes her gaze in a pouting that I guess was meant to be adorable (it wasn't).
"What catches my attention is Heather," I said changing the subject, "she and Alejandro had... Something? I'm not sure what it was but it was definitely awkward enough to pass for attraction," I never understood what was between those two, they spent most of the season trying to bite each other. But most of the time I didn't know if it was purely out of hatred.
"Aha! Heather is always talking about Alejandro! She must still have feelings for him! She's a cheater! You should break up!" said Sierra.
"Yes, she always talks about how much he hates him and how she'd like to see his head hanging from a flagpole, you can feel the love," Noah said sarcastically, "to be honest some of her ideas make me a little uneasy."
"Well, in my time I thought the same way and she had a crush on him," I wouldn't know if Heather has feelings for Al, even if we're supposedly dating. I mean, she may have accepted me at the time, but it seemed like she did it reluctantly, and between the two of us frankly the Spaniard is clearly the better choice, they both have a lot in common after all, is it possible that Heather will leave me for Al? I don't know this Heather well enough to say that it is not so.
"See?! I'm right!" said Sierra.
"And then there's the Lindsay and Tyler thing," I said. Considering the last duo, Tyler clearly has feelings for Lindsay. But she fell in love with me, I can't believe I took the girl from two of my best friends... at the same time.
Sierra opened his mouth, but Noah put a carrot inside it, "better not go by that train of thought dude, I imagine what you're thinking and believe me, blaming yourself won't change anything. I was there as was everyone else. Yes, Tyler was an unfortunate victim, but nothing guarantees that they lasted into adulthood. Maybe in the future they broke up and the athlete became a rodeo clown or something. And as for Lindsay..."
We both froze as we imagined the worst-case scenario for a sexy, blonde but dumb and naïve bombshell, who would legally be of legal age and very famous.
"You know what? We better not imagine that," Noah said with a disturbed face.
I sighed, "you didn't see them like me, they were really happy," I said remembering Tyler and Lindsay's most memorable moments, they really loved each other.
"And from what you told me, Lindsay was probably dumber than a stone... not to mention that she didn't even remember Tyler," Noah said borelessly.
"Has she really changed that much?", I saw her on the tapes but I still had a hard time believing it.
"No," Sierra said, shaking her head.
"Talk to her and you'll know," Noah said.
...
..
.
"I guess I have to talk to her," and several people actually.
"Well, today is the fourth day, if you were right about the Aftermath, tomorrow we'll be flying to... Where did you say we were going?" asked Noah.
My eyes widened, "oh right, you must be careful when we get to London tomorrow."
"Why? What is going to happen in London?" asked Sierra worriedly.
"Well, basically... We're going to be hunting a serial killer who's been dead for more than a century," I said, scratching the back of my neck. Bad idea, it made my head hurt.
Their eyes widened.
"Let me guess, Jack the Ripper?" said Noah boredly.
"Technically, Zeke disguised as Jack the Ripper," I clarified, "... although, now that Zeke is not on the plane I don't know who Chris is going to use... because Zeke is not on the plane... Or is he?" I asked while looking behind some boxes. The rats stared back at me and I swear they even greeted me, I seriously think I'm losing my mind.
"No, I clearly saw Chris pushing him off the plane. I'm still amazed that that homeschool had had a Gollum-type regression," Noah said.
"Well, to me it's more surprising that he didn't have it," I said, "the point is that if things happen as I remember, Alejandro will be the first to be caught by the killer tomorrow, and he's going to be in the camera room watching the challenge."
"Oh, like the killer's challenge on the island," Noah said.
Sierra crossed her arms, "I hate that episode," I wonder why it is.
"You said something," I explained to Noah, "I don't know what it was, but from Alejandro's reaction I think you accused him of being suspicious and he was watching," Noah swallowed.
"Let me guess, I was kicked out, right?" he asked.
"Yes, Alejandro is a much worse mastermind than Heather," I said.
"When the coconut fell and caused Owen to lose his balance, I genuinely believed it was an accident," Noah said, "but when Izzy and Courtney flew off I had my suspicions, they were after us. But the structure was so ramshackle that I thought the board just lifted off the ground on its own... it was him, wasn't it?"
"Yes... he did the same to get rid of DJ, I'm sure. He never admitted it, but Heather used to rant about him being the cause, now I know it was true," I replied.
"But this is our chance, now we can expose it," Sierra said cheerfully.
I frowned, "Do it and Noah will definitely get kicked out."
Sierra widened her eyes, "Why?"
I sighed, "Duncan is in London, he's going to be back on the show in the next episode."
They both widened their eyes, "agh, shit," Noah said.
"NO! Spoilers!" Sierra shouted while covering her ears dramatically.
"If things go the way I think they are, he's going to end up on Team Chris... I mean Prairie Dogs, I have to get used to that, and I assure you, Duncan doesn't give a damn if Alejandro is a good boy or a bad guy."
"On the other hand, I'm not on good terms with him, I see where your point is going," Noah said.
"I'm afraid that even Owen is not a guarantee, Alejandro is a great manipulator and I don't doubt that he will find a way to wrap the big guy around his finger, if he hasn't already."
"He probably already has it in his hands. Ale-faker was the one who suspiciously offered to rescue Owen in the Amazon," Noah said with narrowed eyes.
"So if we say it's bad, that won't change anything even if they believe us," Sierra said deflating.
"Probably not," I confirmed, "the only reason Duncan would vote for him is that his own butt was in danger."
"Not to mention, if we expose it, we expose ourselves, not just me, you guys will be targeted, too," Noah said.
Sierra put her hands to her head, "What?! No! I can't leave! I still have... something to do," she said nervously.
"Yes, it's best not to say anything for now, we don't know who's on his side," I told them.
For a moment I considered telling them about the kiss, but Sierra wouldn't help me and Noah would probably say it's not a good idea to interfere. I think I'd better take care of that.
"I'm going to try to keep Duncan from coming back into the game, if I do maybe we'll have a chance," I said.
"Okay, that settles for now, we probably won't be able to meet after today, or it would be very suspicious, so be careful," Noah said.
I nodded my head, tomorrow the game resumes.
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The next day...
I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I still had the bandages around my head.
I had been looking at it for a while now. But no matter how much I did it, it didn't change. The person in the mirror was a total stranger to me. It was a surprise when I saw myself during the Celebrity Manhunt special. I ran to get a mirror right away and looked at my unrecognizable reflection, I almost had a panic attack.
At least I didn't look bad, I guess it could have been worse.
I pinned the dreamcatcher to my neck and looked at it, it didn't look like something I would use, I asked Noah about it, but all he said is that it was a gift from someone in my own words and that I was always using it.
I didn't dare to take it off, a part of me felt that it wouldn't been right.
"It's today, if I can stop Gwen from kissing Duncan then...", then what? I want to hope that I have a chance with the goth this time... but I'm supposed to date Heather now and they don't get along even now. So even if I seem to be able to date other girls, the queen bee would probably never consent to it. And I don't even know what Gwen herself would think.
Should I break up with her? She had her own thing with Alejandro so probably the right thing to do would be to let her go... but I imagine she wouldn't take it well, she's not supposed to be the Heather I know. And then there's Lindsay and Izzy, after watching the first two seasons I don't think it's right to break up with them out of nowhere just because I can't remember them, I don't feel like it's up to me to do so.
Damn me from the future, why couldn't you go after Gwen from the beginning? So what if she rejected you until the future? You clearly had a chance this time, let alone a chance that she didn't mistakenly end up with Duncan again.
Well, I'm not going to let him keep her this time, I'm going to avoid the kiss no matter what, I'll think about what to do after that.
I left the bathroom with a firm step.
*Crash*
"OUCH!"
"Shit the head again!"
Until I collided with someone and we both fell to the ground. As if my headache wasn't enough.
My eyes widened at the sight of Courtney of all people, sitting on the floor in front of me rubbing her own head. She opened one eye and looked at me with a frown.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, she's going to kill me!
"AH! I'm so sorry Courtney!" I said as I covered myself in her anger.
"Hey," I was startled by her voice, "Are you okay?"
...
..
.
"Huh?"
I felt a pair of hands on my cheeks, Courtney had reached over and grabbed my face, looking at me with a worried look.
My eyes were open in total disbelief, "ah... I'm fine," I stammered slowly. Was she okay?
Courtney sighed with relief, "thank goodness."
"... ah... Are you okay?"
"Other than just hitting my head just as I just took off my bandages... yes, everything is fine... I'm not the one who ended up with a serious head injury," she said sarcastically and... humorous? "I told Chris I should put a busy sign on the bathroom door, I can't believe this is still happening," she mumbled irritably.
I can't believe it, I'm talking to Courtney, and she's not trying to kill me or silently criticizing me with her judging frown.
It's a bit like when I arrive on the island... no, in fact... she seems even calmer and more youthful than that.
Before I could say anything, she helped me to my feet and approached the door.
"Well, if you're okay, I guess I'll leave you then, I've got another little thing to take care of," she said with a nervous smile, I looked down subconsciously, Courtney had her legs slightly crossed as she jumped.
"..."
"... you... You remember me, right?" she asked me out of nowhere.
Shit, I think I looked at her like a fool, I still can't believe it's really Courtney, "uh... Sort of? We weren't a couple... Or were we?", I know it seemed ridiculous to ask that, but I still find it hard to believe that she is nice just because, and well, there are things that are always happening off camera.
She looked at me with blank eyes, "not as far as I know, and I'm pretty sure my memory is fine, so I'm sorry but you're not taking advantage of it," did she just joke about something sexual instead of exploding?... well, it seemed that it was going to explode in another way.
"Didn't you have something important to do?" I said, pointing to her jump.
His eyes widened, "I'll see you later," with that she closed the door.
I walked away slowly without taking my eyes off the door, as if it was going to explode at any moment. I still couldn't believe what had just happened, Courtney and I had never gotten along. I know she never wanted me on the team, and you could say she was the second person after Duncan she hated the most.
"I think I like this Courtney," I said with a smile, it seems like not everything is so bad in this timeline.
-0-
Ok, I take back what I said.
...
..
.
Since last time we were all sitting in economy class, I still wonder who Chris brought in for the challenge.
Things were more than a little tense. I was sitting in the corner of the bench. Lindsay and Heather were sitting together near me, but they gave me ample space. However, their eyes wandered in my direction from time to time, I haven't spoken to them since Brainzilla's farewell.
I feel like it would be very uncomfortable.
Although I was not the only one with problems. From here I could see Tyler looking at Lindsay from his spot as far away from her as possible.
Bridgette, who surprised me that she was still in the game, looked from time to time at the Spaniard who was dozing on the bench on the other side. But she didn't do it in a dreamy way like in the Yukon, in fact, she seemed very suspicious.
When she wasn't looking at me, Heather looked at Sierra with hatred (I still can't believe she's jealous and possessive), who in turn, looked at Gwen with undisguised hatred.
"Why is Sierra looking at me like that?" Gwen asked Courtney.
The CIT raised its head from the notebook in which it had been buried until now, looking at Gwen in confusion.
"Huh? Ah... That? Didn't you accidentally sit on her laptop by accident?" asked Courtney. By laptop you mean the pizza box that my number one fan pretends to write on so she doesn't go crazy... well, crazier.
"I hope not," Gwen said.
I stared at the goth. I really wanted to talk to her, I hadn't seen her since she was expelled in Australia, and from what I understood she wouldn't mind in the least. But then I would look at Lindsay and Heather among us, it definitely wouldn't be a good idea right now to prioritize the goth.
At least I didn't let her hand get burned by accident this time. Although when I remembered the photo I almost ran out of the plane knowing that I was going to miss that moment.
But Noah told me that I already had pictures with Gwen, so I stopped, and started thinking... Maybe it was something shady what I did last time.
Either way, it seems that even without Courtney's remedy she and Gwen are already good friends, maybe even more than before.
Owen and Noah seemed to be the ones who were having the most normal time. The big guy ate peppers while Noah stared at nothing with boredom, probably pondering his life decisions so far.
"Agh, why are you here if you won the last challenge? Shouldn't you be as far away from us as possible?" something tells me that Heather was only talking to Sierra.
... Maybe because she yelled at her specifically.
"Chris said he needed first class today for a secret special guest," Bridgette said.
"Hmm... extra-hot Jamaican peppers," Owen said with a handful in his hand.
"Dude, that's going to burn you when you get out," Noah pointed out, "and it'll probably melt the bathroom pipes."
"Hahahahahaha, that would be an amazing achievement, it would turn my farts into real weapons," Owen said.
"Or an atomic bomb," Tyler said with a worried grin.
"Maybe if I eat them all at once I won't feel the spiciness," said the big guy. And that's exactly what he did, he put the bowl in his mouth and ate all the chili peppers in one go, "... hmm... it wasn't that bad...", Owen's face began to turn red and his body began to sweat extremely, "uff, uff, is it hot or is it just me?" Owen said breathlessly, "I think it's just me, AHHHH! Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot!"
His screams were enough to wake Alejandro from his nap, "excuse me gentlemen, I'm going to be anywhere but here," he said as he left the cabin.
As Owen tried to soothe his warmth with milk, Noah and I exchanged a look, he made the gesture of zipping a zipper over his lips and I nodded.
Confessional.
Alejandro
"Las Gatitas lost Izzy and Cody doesn't know where he is. It's our chance to come back," he frowned irritably, "although I really wish I didn't need Owen right now, then I could throw his fat pepper-smelling ass off this plane."
End of confessional.
"Is this place occupied?" I looked ahead to see Lindsay standing in front of me. Heather looked at us with a poker face.
"Ah... No, you're free to sit down," I said.
She smiled beaming, "thank you," just before falling into the seat she leaned forward slightly, giving me a full view of her wide cleavage. My eyes widened, I swallowed, this was going to be really uncomfortable, "Are you feeling better yet?" she asked me with a sweet smile.
"Well, I still get a headache from time to time," I said as I pointed to the back of my neck.
She looked uncomfortable for a moment, "You know who I am... right?"
"Lindsay".
In a second his face was inches away from mine, "Yes! I'm Lindsay!" she said super excited as she intertwined our fingers and moved our hands, "you do remember my name!" she said happily, almost like a little girl.
Confessional.
Lindsay
"Just because Cody doesn't remember us doesn't mean we can't talk to him, right? I know I told Heather that we should give him his space, but when I saw him sitting there I just wanted to reach out and fill his face with kisses," she said embarrassedly, "but I guess that might be a little shocking... so I'm just going to tease him with my cleavage to see if he remembers us," she said while clutching her breasts, "Izzy isn't the only genius here," she said smugly.
End of confessional.
"Hehehe, yes, I remember your name," I said, "but... I'm sorry for everything else."
She interrupted me shaking her head, "mm, okay, you don't have to say it," she said with a sympathetic smile, wow... she looks so... mature to be Lindsay. She came closer again until she was close to my ear, "maybe you don't believe it, but I also had a hard time remembering people," she whispered in my ear.
"No... Really?" I said as surprised as possible.
"Seriously. Oh, one more thing, the black-haired woman who looks at us like she's trying to kill us," I leaned over a little to see that Heather was indeed looking at us with murderous intent. I swallowed, what the hell is wrong with her?, "she's a little angry because you don't remember her, so have a little patience with her, yes~?", she begged me with a cloyingly sweet voice and her hands in a pleading position in front of her cleavage, Was she doing it on purpose?
Heather looked away with a loud "Hmph!" indignantly. Wait, is she really angry about it?
Confessional.
Heather
"What does it matter if he doesn't remember me? All he did was annoy me and mess with me. I will finally be able to rest from all the kisses against my will, his hugs against my breasts, the sudden touches on my butt... the way he licked my ears... the bites on the neck... the harsh treatment... that's good for me... right?" she said as she gradually faded away.
End of confessional.
"I... I'll keep that in mind," I didn't expect Lindsay to come up to talk to me... which was silly of me. But I'm still very incredulous at the idea that we're dating and that I've even... looked at her wide cleavage, yeah... that.
I always thought she was sexy, like all the other guys. But the biggest interaction I remember having with her was during the trip to Boney Island, where she thanked me for saving her and Trent from the quicksand, and of course we also shared the canoe back, but beyond that... nothing. She showed a strong interest in Tyler so I never tried anything... it's not like I've had a chance with a girl as stunning as Lindsay to begin with. Even Gwen seemed unrealistic to me and I couldn't even catch up with her.
She's acting very close, but I'm worried that I'm not the Cody she fell in love with... I'll probably just end up disappointing her. I don't even feel a tingle because of her closeness and that bothers me.
Heather certainly seems disappointed, though with her bitch attitude for everything, it's hard to tell how she feels, how did the future self deal with her?
"Lindsay".
"Mm?"
"Attention, helpless competitors", Chris's call over the loudspeakers interrupted what he was going to say, "we've been denied permission to land, so you're gonna have to jump", everyone started complaining about it... except Sierra, "And… Chef may have miscounted parachutes."
"Uh, I'm a cook. Not a mathematician."
"So you might wanna light a pepper under your butts and grab one before they're gone."
"Well, it looks like our talk will have to wait," I said.
She pouted, "how bad."
"Hehehe, yes... see you lat-", before it was over Lindsay caught me in a tight hug.
"See you later," she pressed her lips against my cheek tightly, "Muuuuuuuack~!", then walked away with the rest.
I stood there frozen.
Confessional.
Sierra
"That damn Lindsay! How dare she take advantage of Cody's vulnerability like this?! I can't believe that there is someone so opportunistic and insensitive, I told you that she was a witch," she said totally scandalized.
End of confessional.
-0-
Just like Chris said, when we arrived at the disposal booth there were parachutes ready for all but one. And now that I'm here for the second time I realize that it was all a lie by the host, after all Noah got a parachute when he was eliminated.
"Hey Cody~, I know jumping out of a plane can be scary~, wouldn't you rather jump in with someone else~?" said Sierra in an undisguised manner.
"Eh...".
*Push*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" we all watched with our mouths open as Heather pushed Sierra off the plane.
"I've wanted to do that since Paris," she said as she wiped her hands.
Okay, so this Heather may actually be scarier than the one I know.
One by one we jumped out of the plane. Last time Sierra dragged me to jump with her, now I feel my legs tremble as I stand at the door contemplating the emptiness of the sky, the view of the city below almost makes me dizzy.
"Oh shit, why did I look down?" I said as I clung to the door with trembling hands.
"Argh life, why do you hate me so much?", I turned around to see Noah lament that there was only one parachute left and he and Owen were still missing.
"I guess there are worse things," I said as I looked outside again, "well, I've already jumped into a giant bowl full of arro-."
*Flash*
"Become a mother~!"
*Flash*
I put my hand to my head at the sudden flash, what? Who sang that? Who was it? Agh I can't remember, "...", I inhaled and exhaled, "well, here we go", I threw myself into the void, "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!".
-0-
It was less scary than I expected.
At one point I was falling with the wind against my face in a state of total suspension. Then I pulled the parachute rope and it was all a slow descent from there, not the scariest thing I've ever faced.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!".
*CRASH*
And I could have been one of those two.
Owen and Noah landed on the roof of the bus with the big guy on top of Noah.
... perhaps I should have warned him that this would happen... but I forgot... Noah is going to be angry.
...
Once the host arrived we all got on the bus for the trip to the Tower of London. It felt so good not to have Sierra breathing down my neck. And I was sitting behind Gwen which was the best part... but Heather casually chose to sit next to me, which only made me anxious.
Lindsay was chatting happily with Bridgette further ahead, I didn't know that those two were friends, although all of Bridgette's presence here fills me with questions, didn't she try to kiss Alejandro? I asked Noah about it but he didn't know anything, I told him what happened last time and we came to the conclusion that maybe Alejandro did kiss her because of the way Bridgette looks at him, but it's strange that she never accused him in front of everyone, there must be something else there.
Looking at Lindsay reminded me of our previous talk, and it made me feel guilty for thinking about Gwen.
But I just can't remember that special something we had, even after seeing it on tape.
It didn't even feel like that was me, since I never really participated in the second season the first time. I feel so conflicted and it's making my head hurt.
"Wait. Where's Al-ejandro?" asked Heather suspiciously. That nickname must certainly make him anxious.
"Yes. Where is he?" asked Chris as if he didn't know, "The answer in a sec. But first, gun it, Chef!", chef stepped on the accelerator and the bus started. Chris took a microphone, "London. Home to loads of wicked stuff. Big Ben, The London Eye, the sandwich stuffed with french fries known as the Chip Buddy."
"Yes please," Owen said.
"London's also home to Scotland Yard, the world's biggest crime busting outfit. But there was one case even Scotland Yard couldn't crack. Jack… the Ripper," Chris said ominously.
Most panicked at the mention of the killer.
"The whacko serial killer who terrorized Victorian London," the host explained.
"Agh, just when I swear never to get close to another crazy killer in my life, it better not be real this time!" Courtney threatened Chris with her fist.
The host took a step back, "no promises", the CIT crossed her arms in annoyance.
"They didn't have the best taste in fashion, but that wasn't any reason to go that far," Lindsay said, I guess there are some things that don't change.
"Why are you talking to us about him? He's been dead for more than a century... Right?" asked Bridgette in panic.
"Not for tonight, hehehe... hehehehehehehe... Hahahahaha!" Chris began to laugh like a madman.
Confessional.
Bridgette
"Agh... me and my mouth," she said with her arms crossed.
End of confessional.
"Today, you'll be tracking that bad boy down. But be careful~... Jack's also hunting you. That's why the Prairie Dogs are missing their alpha," Chris said mockingly.
"Was Al captured by the killer? No! He was so young and handsome!" shouted Owen with his hands on his head.
"Pff, ha, he deserves it, and he calls himself mister perfect?" mocked Heather.
I didn't remember this like that... she was supposed to be very worried about Al... which was ridiculous now that I think about it since it was all about a game, I guess that says a lot about how attracted Heather was to the Spaniard in reality.
But now, she couldn't seem happier if she tried, I think this time she seriously really hates him.
"This is great, I know tons about The Ripper. I did a speech on him in grade six," Gwen said, it must have been amazing... and traumatizing now that I think about it, "The librarian said my fascination was morbid and occasionally offensive," she said proudly.
"I can't imagine why," Heather said sarcastically, "it looks like Princess Gwen has some skeletons in the closet," she said mockingly, Gwen turned to look at her hatefully, finally something familiar.
Even so, I can't believe I saw Gwen in a princess dress and I don't even remember it.
"Get this, my grade six speech? The Tower of London," Courtney said just as proudly.
"Surely we can catch the killer with ease," Gwen said.
"You and me, both of you," Courtney said as she wrapped her arm around the goth's neck. This worries me a lot, "well, you, me, and our hound," she said, pointing at Heather mockingly.
Who kindly showed the middle finger to both of them. Which only made them laugh.
"Maybe we should all stay together at all times," Bridgette said as she clung to Lindsay's arm in fear.
"Y-yes, it's not because I'm afraid of the killer or anything hahahahaha," Lindsay said as she hugged the surfer.
Confessional.
Lindsay
"It's okay I admit it, I was a little bit scared," she revealed.
Sierra
"That killer had better keep his dirty hands away from MY CODY!" she shouted madly.
End of confessional.
-0-
We arrived at the Tower of London and when we came down this time three guys dressed as guards were waiting for us.
"Your challenge is to follow a series of clues to the tower complex, all the way to The Ripper's secret lair," Chris explained, "Bag the criminal mastermind before he gets you, and you win. Your first clue will be found during the changing of the guard. And when I say change, I mean, change the guards," he said as he pointed to the three guards standing behind him.
Bridgette's eyes widened, "you have to be kidding me," Lindsay looked at with rejection and a little dismay.
"Your clue is hidden in his uniform. So, one of you has to strip him down to his gitch until you find it," Chris said with a sadistic smile.
Everyone gasped when they heard that, I think there is nothing more uncomfortable than undressing another person, especially if it is an old man.
"Whoa. Strip a dude? I'm out," Tyler said.
"Up to you, bro. Million bucks. That's all I'm saying. And while you're at it..."
*Ding, ding*
Of course...
Musical moment.
Owen: "It's creepy how they stand there, and don't even blink~, I don't wanna see his bum, all naked and pink~"
Noah: "Hey buddy, can we bribe you to strip yourself down?~".
Owen: "Mm-mm, Yum-Yum Happy Go Time Fish~?".
Noah: "Don't kill him, you clown~."
Bridgette: "What do we do, I don't want to strip him~", she gave Lindsay a push.
Lindsay: "Agh, look at that old-fashioned uniform, I don't want to get close to it~", she gave Sierra a push.
Sierra: "I made a vow that Cody's... the only man for me~, ah~", looked at the geek on the other team, but Heather stood in front of him and looked at her with contempt. So she look away, whistling innocently.
Bridgette, Lindsay, Sierra: "Someone strip him down pleaaaase~", the three of them sang in chorus, then looked at Tyler and smiled.
The athlete looked to see if there was anyone else left to push to the front but he was the only one.
Tyler: "Agh, man~".
Courtney: "No way, I can't strip him, Duncan will freak~"
Heather: "And I'm allergic to uniforms~."
Gwen: "Who knew~?", she sang sarcastically.
Cody: "Eh, I don't... remember how to do iiiit~, sorry~?"
Gwen: "So, I have to do it~? Come on, seriously?~", she complained.
Courtney: "If we're gonna find that clue~..."
Heather: "There's only one thing to do~..."
Cody: "Someone needs to strip him down~".
Heather and Courtney: "And sorry, Gwen, that's you~", Courtney pushed her forward.
Cody: "Yeah, we're gonna find that clue~."
Heather: "We're doing what Chris proposed~."
Courtney: "Force someone to strip him down~."
Heather and Courtney: "'Cause if we don't, we're hosed~".
Courtney: "Totally ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-osed~".
End of the musical moment.
POV. Cody
Who knew that a few extra voices could change the song like that? I had to sing Sierra's parts because I honestly didn't think it was necessary to change it.
Even though I do feel bad for Gwen.
Tyler had already started trying to pull his guard's clothes out with his teeth, no one had noticed so I didn't say anything.
Owen and Noah still hadn't decided who would undress him. This time the know-it-all gave me a desperate look.
I looked at his guard and then scratched the top of my head. I hope it's subtle enough that Alejandro won't notice.
"You know anything Owen? I'll strip him down," Noah said with a face of resignation.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you," Owen said relieved, "I didn't know how I was going to say no if you asked me to do it, I'm very bad at saying no," said the big guy.
"Why are you taking so long?" said Heather.
"Maybe because don't I want to?" Gwen replied sarcastically, oh how I missed her sarcastic attitude, "I've done questionable things in my life," kissing Duncan for example, "but undressing a stranger? There are limits."
I guess it won't hurt if I help her, right?
I approached the goth before Heather's judging gaze, "How about I do it?" I asked.
Gwen opened her eyes in surprise, "Are you sure? I know you've done amazing things, but this isn't that kind of situation, are you sure you're still confused?" she ask pointing to her head.
I shrugged, "call it a hunch, but I think I know what to do, just leave it to me."
She smiled, "thank you, I mean it," she said as she tapped me on the shoulder and walked away.
I smiled like a fool as I watched her walk.
"Meow," the white cat on the plane was standing on the ground next to me, it almost seemed like she was judging me with her gaze with the same intensity as Heather.
"What?" she shook her head and proceeded to lick herself.
Confessional.
Cody
"I think that was the weirdest thing today."
End of confessional.
"I got it, I got the clue," Noah said, he had taken his hat off the guard and like last time the track was underneath. He and Owen high-fived and drove off.
I'd better hurry, "ah... I'm sorry for this," I said as I grabbed the guard's right leg.
I yanked off his shoe and boy did it smell horrible. It was to be expected from guys who spend all day standing.
I walked away a little and shook the shoe, to my relief the clue fell to the ground, Heather came over and picked it up, "Yes! The clue!" she said happily, "well done Cody."
"Uh... It was nothing," I told her uncomfortably.
"Let's go before the butter barrel and the bookworm get ahead of us," said the queen bee. She ran to the tower and we followed.
"Psss, how did you know I was in his shoe?" asked Courtney.
"Eh... ah, I didn't know, I just took it off because it seemed the least uncomfortable hahahaha," I think I replied too nervously, because Courtney stared at me.
"... ah, I guess that makes sense," she said while blushing embarrassedly, "it looks like you haven't lost your touch huh," she said as she tapped me on the shoulder with a smile.
"Hehe yes... my touch", I wish I knew what it was to begin with.
...
POV. Sierra
My teeth gnashed hard as I watched Cody sacrifice himself because of that gothicc bitch Gwen. Just when I thought Cody was free of the harpies' influence, a new one appears and steals him from me.
Damn Gwen, you'll see, I'm not going to let you take advantage of him.
"Come on Tyler, the other teams beat us to it," Bridgette said.
"I'm trying, but it's hard to undress a guy with just your teeth," he said as he tugged at his sock.
...
..
.
"Tyler, nobody said you had to use your teeth," Lindsay said, "...Or did they?"
"I'm sure not," Bridgette said boredly.
Tyler spat the sock into his mouth and proceeded to lick the floor to wash off the taste.
Urgh, this is taking too long... Maybe my team doesn't realize if I get a little ahead of myself.
Cody needs me to protect him now that he's helpless and without memory, so it's completely understandable, isn't it?
While Lindsay and Bridgette were trying to convince Tyler to use his hands, I used my amazing spy skills developed after years of spying on famous people, and tiptoed away from them without them noticing.
Once far enough away, I put my nose against the ground and began to follow Cody's trail into the tower.
Confessional.
Sierra
"I have an exceptionally keen nose when it comes to tracking celebrities and I have Cody's smell very well memorized," she pulled out a sock from somewhere.
*Inhale deeply*
"Ahhh~... it smells like foot powder and masculinity~," she said with pleasure. She took out a cucumber from somewhere and put the sock on it, rubbing it several times while drooling, she stood up and unbuckled her belt, her pants fell showing her white panties, then she noticed the camera, "ah... Excuse me, I have something important to do right now so...", she put her hand to the camera.
End of confessional.
-0-
POV. Noah
"Well, the clue brings us here," I said while pointing to the torture chamber.
"And where's the next clue?" asked Owen.
Chef appeared disguised as an executioner, it is disturbing how well that outfit fits him.
"One of you has to get on the torture rack here, tie yourself up and stretch, only that way the clue will be revealed," the cook said sadistically.
"Great," I said sarcastically, "it seems that this is your turn, big guy, if nature didn't make me taller until now, I assure you that it won't do it later and even less with one of these," I said while touching the rack.
"Owww, too bad, it's a shame that Al is not here, with his height and flexibility he could surely do this challenge sleeping!" said Owen as he lay on the rack, I swear the machine sank and the wood creaked when it did.
I doubt that Alejandro can stretch any further, he would probably say something like he already has the perfect height. In fact, on the contrary, he would probably slip like the eel that he is.
"Hey Owen, you trust Alejandro a lot, don't you?"
"Of course, the guy is amazing, he's like Cody but handsome... Wait, that didn't sound the way I wanted, what I meant was-".
"Yes, I'm sure Alejandro is very reliable," I cut him off so he wouldn't make things worse, "we're lucky to be on the same team as him."
"I know, he's such a good leader that I would blindly follow him wherever he ordered me."
"What if the order was to jump off a bridge?"
"Well... he must have his reasons, right?"
"... yes, I guess so," Cody was right, Owen is bought. Who else is that oily eel manipulating?
-0-
POV. Cody
After reading the clue, Courtney brought us to the basement of the tower, where the torture chamber was.
Chef explained the rules to us, but there was a problem.
"Let's go! Hurry! We don't want to waste time," Courtney complained.
Noah did his best to move the rack's wheel, "I'm trying, but Owen's too heavy to stretch easily," complained the know-it-all.
"Maybe I ate a little too much during dinner," Owen said.
"Is there really no other rack?" asked Heather to the chef.
"Negative, they have to wait their turn," said the cook.
"At this rate we'll be easy prey for the ripper," Gwen said.
"Agh, I guess we can do you a favor this time," Courtney said, walked over to Noah and pushed him away. The CIT spat on her hands and cracked her neck. She took the wheel and turn it with great force.
*CRACK*
Owen's eyes widened, that looked very painful. He opened his mouth and...
-0-
POV. Sierra
"AHHHHHHHHHH!".
"AH! A terrified scream, what if Cody is suffering? What if the killer caught him? Cody, I'm coming for you!" I ran through the corridors of the tower, but the noise bounced off the walls and I couldn't identify where it was coming from.
Oww, this place was perfect for a date, or a first kiss or some action behind the curtains. It's a shame that Cody and I weren't on the same team, it would have been the perfect opportunity to feel something bigger and hotter than that cucumber.
No! Focus Sierra, you'll be able to think about Cody's manhood when you've rescued him. I already have everything planned.
Cody said we became friends when we got to the four finalists. But now he sees me as a friend much earlier, so logically if we live through the same events again and bond more, when we get to the four finalists and Heather and Lindsay don't, he'll be more than in love with me.
It's the perfect plan.
*Trip*
"AH!" I fell to the ground after tripping over something. I looked behind me to see that the arm of a suit of armor holding a huge axe had dropped the weapon to the ground, causing me to trip over the hilt, "that's incredibly dangerous, when was the last time they maintained this place?... And why suddenly everything got slightly darker?"
The last thing I remember after that is the darkness and being dragged into a sack.
-0-
POV. Cody
"AHHHHHHHHH!" Heather yelled as Gwen spun the foal's wheel, "You did that on purpose, you *BIP*," she said to Gwen.
"Hey, you lost in the Rock, Paper, Scissors fairly," Courtney told her.
"I know you two cheated you couple of *BIP*", you know she's angry when she starts swearing like a trucker.
"The truth is that I don't think anyone else could get on the rack, you are the most flexible here," I tried to appease her.
"Save your logical reasoning for someone who cares about *BIP*!", it didn't work.
*Turn*
"AHHHH!"
*Open*
The secret compartment opened and Courtney took the track, Gwen and I untied Heather's limbs.
"If your teammate can still use her feet, bring her down for something to eat... The banquet hall! I know how we can get there," the CIT said.
Heather was trying to adjust her muscles, "good for you."
*Crack*
"UH!" she froze with one leg up, "that didn't sound right."
"...Do you need help?" I asked.
"I'm perfectly capable of managing on my own," she said as she jumped on one leg.
"Okay, if you say so," I shrugged past her.
Confessional.
Cody
"I'm having a hard time believing that I was really dating Heather. Unlike Lindsay, she seems to want nothing to do with me."
Heather
"Okay?! What kind of answer was that?! He should have insisted a little more, it was the perfect opportunity to carry me and touch my butt, having amnesia is not an excuse for me to stop seeming temptingly groped," she said offended. Then she opened her eyes realizing what she said, "No! Wait! Not that I was going to let him grope me! THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"
End of confessional.
-0-
POV. Third person
"HMMM! Come on Owen, move those legs, we're not even near the dining room," Noah told the boy who was rolling down the road.
"I'm sorry Noah, but I can't feel anything from the butt down. I think Courtney separated my vertebrae in the rack," Owen said.
"If that was the case you'd be dead, keep trying," Noah said as he pushed him to make him roll.
"Okay," Owen concentrated, "Wait... I think I was able to move the pinky of my right foot."
"Agh, we've got a long way to the dining room," the know-it-all said.
"I know, I'm disappointed too, I'm very hungry," the big guy said.
Noah slapped his forehead.
-0-
Tyler, Lindsay, and Bridgette were in the torture room, all three of them had disturbed faces.
"His underpants," Bridgette said in a dead voice, "the damn clue was in his... UNDERPANTS... WHAT THE FUCK CHRIS?!" she shouted, losing her temper.
Confessional.
Bridgette
"Very rarely have I wanted to kill someone as much as I want to do with Chris now... curiously the other times it has also been because of him".
Lindsay
"It was a scary thing to look at, and I've seen Cody take off his underwear before," she massaged her head, "I just hope that image doesn't stay with me afterwards."
Tyler
"Why the hell did I take them off with my mouth when they told me I could use my hands?!" he said between disturbed, frustrated and very, very confused.
End of confessional.
"Maybe I should get on the rack, I'm pretty tall so maybe you don't have to pull as much," Lindsay suggested.
"No, no, I can do it, I'm incredibly flexible," Tyler said proudly, then proceeded to bend over his legs over his shoulders from behind.
"Wow, that's awesome," Lindsay said, "maybe I should learn yoga, a few ideas come to mind," she thought with an undisguised blush on her face.
"Certainly, I've practiced yoga many times but I've never seen anything like it," Bridgette said as she tied the athlete to the table, "let's hurry up, we don't know when the killer is going to attack again," she said worriedly.
"I still can't believe the killer took Sierra right under our noses," Lindsay said.
"Yes, the idea of being all together was supposed to be that the killer would have fewer opportunities to take someone, I know Sierra is not the nicest person... or tolerable. But that's no excuse for how careless we were."
"yes, he took her right next to us and we didn't notice," Tyler said, "that Jack the Ripper is silent but deadly."
"Pffff," Bridgette and Lindsay laughed silently.
"What?" the athlete asked.
"Tyler, silent but deadly is not necessarily a term I would use to describe someone," Bridgette said with a laugh.
Confessional.
Tyler
"I'm so confused, what's so funny about silent but deadly?"
End of confessional.
"Ok, I'm going to spin the wheel, ready?" asked Bridgette.
"I was born ready, baby," Tyler said.
-0-
POV. Cody
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!".
We froze for a moment as we heard a heart-rending scream in the distance.
"What was that?" asked Heather worriedly.
"Jack the Ripper claiming a new victim?" suggested Gwen.
"Maybe we should hurry," I suggested.
"It's here," Courtney said as she looked out a window, "there's a jewelry box on the table. The track must be there."
Gwen looked around, "Weren't Owen and Noah in front of us?"
"What does it matter? If they're not here it means we're more likely to finish the challenge first," Heather said, "now you two go get the clue," she told Gwen and Courtney, "we'll keep watch from here," oh shit, this is bad.
"Since when do you give the orders in this team?" challenged Gwen.
"Ah... in fact Heather, maybe we should all stay together," I said, "for safety and stuff."
The queen bee rose above us all with purely murderous intentions, "every muscle and joint in my body hurts, either you do what I say or it's not going to be Jack's fault that the three of you end up in pieces in a bag."
Okay that was macabre and very scary, I give up, I know it's cowardly to run away, but this coward wants to live.
Courtney pushed me towards Heather, "and as I said we will go look for the clue while you pass ah... quality time together, sorry," she whispered to me.
"Yes, have fun, but not too much, this is still a public place," Gwen said as she backed away in fright.
Part of me felt hurt because I was thrown straight into the lion's den, another part of me understood perfectly why they did it, and another was screaming in frustration that some unbearable punk would probably be back very soon.
I wonder what the other Cody would have done in this situation. Too bad he's not here, now I'm going to have to interfere directly with the kiss.
Heather's fingers dug lightly into my shoulders, "Is there a problem with being alone with me?" she asked me with a hint of darkness.
That is, if I survive, of course.
-0-
POV. Third person
"The clue popped up!" said Lindsay, Bridgette letting go of the wheel relieving Tyler's tension who was able to breathe again.
"Perfect! Once we release Tyler we-"
*Opening slowly and ominously*
The door opened with a loud screech, "ah... Hello? Chef? Is that you?" the worried surfer asked.
"...", Jack the Ripper appeared with a knife in hand.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", Bridgette and Lindsay screamed as they hugged each other.
"We have to go," Lindsay said.
"Go without me," Tyler said, "I'll buy you time."
"Alright," they both said and left.
Tyler's eyes widened.
Confessional.
Tyler
"Okay?! What kind of answer is that?! They were supposed to be more insistent on saving me, you don't do that to a friend, and they didn't even bother to untie me."
Bridgette
"Tyler was very brave to sacrifice himself, if the Ripper had caught us all the game would have been over for us."
Lindsay
"I know! I'm going to get Tyler a girlfriend when the season ends... how strange, I feel that Bridgette and I forgot something before we ran away, but I don't remember what."
End of confessional.
-0-
Lindsay and Bridgette were running down the hallway running away from the Ripper, in an instant they looked back at a suit of armor next to the wall trembled and dropped the axe he was holding to the ground.
"AHHH!"
*Crash*
They both fell to the ground in a jumble, "MMM!", Bridgette had her face tucked into Lindsay's cleavage, "AH! I almost drowned!" said the surfer totally bewildered.
"Hehehehehehe, I'm sorry," the other blonde apologized. Lindsay's eyes widened as a shadow rose above them.
Bridgette turned around slowly, "agh, you have to be kidding."
...
Jack dragged his heavy, full sack through the corridors of the tower.
"Aum! Who kicked me in the jaw?" complained Tyler.
"OH! There's a hand tangled in my hair," Lindsay said.
"I don't know whose butt is against my face, but please don't fart," Bridgette begged pitifully.
As he passed by a certain statue, the visor of his head opened and out of it came a well-known baby seal who looked with a sadistic smile pleased at the three seagulls being dragged into the ripper's sack.
-0-
"Come on, come on, where's the clue?" asked Courtney as she checked the jewelry box, "Gold toothpick. Emerald-studded toothbrush? What is wrong with these royals and their dentistry?"
"Ask the guard dogs," Gwen said as she pointed to the small army of angry corgis.
"Okay, maybe we should have accepted Cody's offer to join us," Courtney said as she slowly backed away, "he probably would have whispered in their ear or something."
"Well, he's not the only one with a few tricks in his pocket, got anything round in there?"
-0-
"Mmm~... ah~, yes~, stronger~," Heather said with heavy breathing.
"Come on, give me a break now," Cody said tiredly.
"AH~! Forget it~! There's no way I'm going to let you stop now~! I won't let you go until I'm satisfied~! Oh yeah~!"
"Could you at least stop moaning like this? People don't make those noises when they massage their feet," Cody begged with an expression of uncertainty.
As punishment for trying to run away from her, Heather had him massage her aching body. Despite the geek's protests.
He wasn't comfortable enough with the queen bee to grope her body with the excessive freedom Heather was giving him.
This Heather of course didn't give a shit, and forced him to rub his sore shoulders that she was sure had become unlodged on the rack.
To her surprise, Cody did better than she expected, something the geek hadn't noticed until she started moaning shamelessly and affirming how good she felt.
Heather had planned this, but since Gwen got the idea into her head...
The queen bee was actually enjoying how submissive Cody looked right now as he massaged her foot. It was usually the geek who used her as a toy. but now that he seems to be afraid of her, the roles had been reversed. This was in a way a more than appropriate revenge in her eyes, and she was going to enjoy it to the fullest.
"Done, I'm done now we can-", before Cody finished his eyes widened as Heather slowly spread her legs in front of him.
"No, no, no, you're missing the thighs~," she said while biting her lip with delight.
Cody swallowed.
He was completely uncomfortable with this situation, what kind of Heather succubus plucked from the second circle of hell was this? How did she go from an irritated, grumpy bitch to a sadistic, lustful beast?
'Damn Cody from the future! What the hell did you do to this Heather?!'
Carefully the geek put his hands around Heather's right thigh and began to touch it. It felt soft and smooth, it started shaking a little when it got close to the edge of her minishorts, Heather didn't seem to mind if he went any further.
"AHHH~! YES~!", the evil sadistic bitch moaned loudly again startling him and almost giving him a cardiac arrest.
"Why do I feel like I'm paying for something I did to you and I can't remember?" Cody commented with a frown, "Woah!", Heather hooked him with her leg and pulled him in until he was wedged between her legs.
She looked at him angrily very closely, "it's not because of something you did, it's because of something you don't do," she complained.
"W-What the hell does that mean?!" the desperate geek shouted, Heather looked a lot like Sierra just now, only the queen bee could kill him if he said something stupid.
Before he got an answer, a huge shadow rose above both of them. Cody couldn't see it, but Heather's face said it all.
The geek frowned and sighed. Yep, he knew this was going to happen, so he tried to tell Heather to go somewhere else. But she was very busy orgasming with a massage of all things.
"Today is definitely not my day," was the last thing the geek said before Jack the Ripper stuffed them into his sack.
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POV. Noah
"If I were a clue where I would hide?", we were finally able to reach the dining room. And coincidentally Owen felt his legs again at that moment. Of course, it had nothing to do with the words food or dining.
That aside, I'm worried that the other teams have already reached the final challenge. If our team loses then I will most likely be sent home.
I know this seems like the perfect opportunity to take Ale-faker out of the game, but it's too risky. I don't want to think that Owen would vote against me, but who knows what Alejandro might say to him to convince or deceive him.
Also, even if we manage to expel him, Cody mentioned that the aftermath is going to play a game to bring someone back in the Niagara Falls merger episode. And knowing how skilled Al is, I have no doubt that he would make the most of the opportunity to get back into the game. Then we can all dig our graves because he would go straight for us. And in the condition that Cody is in, he can't stand up to him like he has before. In short, any plan before the merger is destined to complete failure.
"Hey Noah, I think I'm getting them to understand me like Cody does, look we're already friends."
I looked up to see Owen with a bunch of corgis clinging to his body with their jaws, how the hell doesn't he feel that?, "yes, like an opossum and his babies," I replied sarcastically.
"I thought more about a pizza and its pepperonis", why do all their analogies have to do with food?
An object in the chest caught my attention, could it be? I picked up a colorful, expensive-looking egg with a piece of paper sticking out of it, eureka.
"Owen, found the clue."
"That's great, little buddy."
"The Ripper's most natural place has two levels inside its space. Go use your sack to bring the guy back at the red starting line to the race," the clue said. Maybe I should have asked Cody directly where I should go, but the truth is that we had little time to talk about the future, he just told me a few things.
"Two floors? Like the bus we came on?"
"Owen you are a genius", of course, we have to go back to where it all began.
"Genius? Seriously? So, do you think emergency salami is also a good idea?" he said as he took a salami out of his pocket, "I brought this one from the plane, do you think Al thinks my idea is great?"
"And... he left", I guess what is easy comes easy goes.
-0-
POV. Third person
"I feel bad about leaving Cody with Heather outside the tower," Courtney said.
"We're talking about Cody, he can handle her and more, the boy rides bears for fun," Gwen honestly thought that was too cool.
"Maybe before. But now he seems a little off, and I could swear he's afraid of Heather," Courtney said, they didn't know exactly how much memory Cody lost, mostly because they didn't ask. So they don't know exactly where their friend is in their life.
"I think he's fine, we both heard Heather's moans outside," Gwen said with a shiver, "we don't even know if the killer took them. Maybe they got tired of doing obscenities in public and looked for a more private place."
"I hope so."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Courtney's eyes widened and turned incredibly red, "No! I-! What I meant-!"
"Hahahaha, it's okay, I get it," the goth calmed her.
"Ugh, I want to curl up and die," the CIT said while covering her face, "if they really continue in the game, let's hope they have been luckier than us."
Gwen sighed, "yes, I can't believe I'm wrong," she said in frustration, "although I think we shouldn't leave empty-handed," she said as she looked down at the sack in her hands.
"Hey, do you hear that?" asked Courtney.
Both peeked out from the back of a stage and opened their eyes wide.
"Is that...?" asked Courtney dumbfounded.
"No, it can't be," Gwen said the same or worse.
-0-
"And here we are, right where the challenge started," Noah said. He and Owen were standing outside the red bus that took them there, "keep your eyes and ears open."
Owen pressed the bag to his chest and entered the bus first. At first glance the place seemed completely empty.
"I don't think there's much to look for here," Owen said, "What do you think, buddy?"
"..."
"Buddy?" Owen turned around but the know-it-all wasn't there, "Noah?! Are you playing hide-and-seek?" when he looked ahead again, his eyes widened, "Noah!"
Jack had locked Noah in the driver's cab, "AHHHHHHH!" the know-it-all shouted in panic.
"Nobody locks my little buddy in the corner!" said Owen as he emptied his sack full of corgis, "Royal beasts, sick him," he ordered.
*Bite*
"AHHHHHHH!", and they… they attacked Owen.
The Ripper was confused but slowly approached him to capture him.
One of the corgis pulled the salami out of Owen's pocket, "Ow, my wiener!", the boy kicked it towards the ripper.
But at the last second he jumped up and grabbed the bus railings with his hands and feet. The corgis passed under him chasing the sausage.
Jack leapt into the air towards Owen with his elbow ready, "oh boiled tamales," the big guy said.
*Wrestling moves, Indian burn, wet willy, wedgie, slap on the head*
"AHHHHHH! Let me go, monster!" Noah watched as the Ripper beat Owen up.
'Is it my idea or does the Ripper fight like a schoolyard bully?', thought the bewildered know-it-all, the worst thing is that Owen was actually losing, "I need to do something, but what?!" he looked around. Then he realized that Chef left the keys on the bus, "thank you, Chef", Noah started the engine and accelerated suddenly.
"AHHHHHHH!", the ripper crashed into the back of the bus and the last thing he saw was a huge butt and many corgis flying towards him.
After that everything was darkness.
Noah slammed on the brakes and gasped heavily, "Owen! Are you okay?!"
The big guy and the dogs were glued to the back of the bus, "Is this my stop miss~?" asked Owen with his eyes rolling.
He peeled off the wall and fell to the ground along with the dizzy dogs, revealing a crushed Jack the Ripper.
Which collapsed on top of Owen.
"Yes! We did it! Owen, we beat the killer!" celebrated Noah.
"Really? That's great, I want mine with chips, please."
-0-
They were all back on the plane. The Seagulls' team was crestfallen, Heather refused to look at anyone, Alejandro was just standing there with his arms crossed, and Cody was looking at Gwen and Courtney's sack with annoyance.
"Sweet. Everybody's okay," Owen said relieved to see his friends.
"Define 'okay'," Bridgette said embarrassedly, Tyler and Lindsay were no better. Sierra didn't give a damn, she was happy to have Cody back in her peripheral vision.
"Guys," Alejandro approached them with a serious look, which made Noah tense. The Spaniard put his hands on his shoulders, "good job," he said with a friendly smile, "you fought until the end and won the challenge, I'm proud of you."
Noah was not relieved, in fact, the way Alejandro spoke seemed too genuine and that was chilling.
"Oh, you'll make me blush, Al," Owen said.
"Yes... with you, Jack the Ripper," Noah said.
Owen pulled the sack off him, revealing none other than...
*Collective gasp*
"Old Man Jenkins?!", they all said incredulously.
Chris approached the man and removed the old man's face that was just another mask, revealing...
*Collective gasps*
"Cadet MacArthur!", they all said even more stupefied.
Cody looked around in confusion, "Who?"
"That's right! I was the murderer!" she said as he stood up, "and i would have gotten away with it too if it weren't for you meddling kids and your-."
"A pa, pa, pa, pa, pa," Chris stopped her, "we just recovered from being broke, we don't need copyright lawsuits right now," he said annoyed.
"Was it you all the time?" asked Owen.
"That's right, brat, it's been a while since you and your friends got into trouble," she said to Owen familiarly, "What's this?" she said while pinching the fat on the big guy's belly, "you're more potbellied than last time I saw you, I knocked you down really easy back there, what happened to the diet?"
"Eh... certain things came up," Owen said with sweat falling from his forehead.
"Aha...", she said rolling her eyes, "And where is my top mole? Ah! There you are!"
Cody looked both ways, realizing that he was referring to him, "ah... You mean me?" he asked.
The officer looked familiar, he saw her in the celebrity hunting special, but he didn't know they were close in any way.
"Who else?" the officer said as she patted his back hard almost knocking him to the ground.
"Cough, I'm sorry, I... I don't remember you," Cody said honestly.
MacArthur blinked twice, "ohhhhhh... of course, a mole can't be seen talking to an officer, you're right, I think I mistook you for someone else," she winked at him, Cody was completely lost.
"Excuse me, would anyone like to explain what's going on?!" shouted Heather.
MacArthur was over her, "watch your snotty tone, remember I can still fine you for public indecency," she said with her finger on Heather's nose.
The queen bee blushed in embarrassment and looked away.
"I asked Officer MacArthur to come and pose as the ripper to scare you," Chris said, "with her police training I assumed it would pose a more than adequate challenge for you and I was right, this challenge was mind-blowing."
"And you had to electrocute me with a Taser when you captured me?!" asked Alejandro furiously.
"You were cheating," the officer shrugged, which only angered the Spaniard more, "well, it was fun to make teenagers wet their pants like in the old days, but I have to go home now. I told Sanders I was going to the bathroom... That was three days ago. The poor thing must still be waiting for me," she mocked.
"One second," Bridgette said, "if Owen and Noah caught the killer, who did Gwen and Courtney bring in?"
Both girls exchanged a look, "well... Chris wanted a criminal so...," Gwen said.
They removed the sack to reveal the...
"Duncan?!" they all said again in disbelief. Cody clenched his fist in frustration.
The criminal stood up, "You brought me back here? Ugh, where's the stupid exit again?" he complained as he tried to leave.
"Not so fast, quitter," Chris stopped him, "Thought you could skip out on the game, eh? Thought I wouldn't find you, hm?"
"Ah... you didn't," Gwen said, "we did," Courtney nodded.
"And that's why Wild Cats wins today's competish," the host said.
"What?! My team found the real killer, how is that fair?" complained Alejandro.
"My game by my rules," Chris said, "at least be thankful that you guys won't be going to the elimination ceremony tonight," he said, glancing at the grieving seagulls.
"YES!" shouted Heather, "Finally!" she began to push Sierra, "goodbye, it was not a pleasure to meet you, don't you dare write to us or approach me again," she said cheerfully. Chris pulled Sierra's arm snatching it from Heather, "Now what?"
"You have to do something about that grudge of yours... it's serious, it's not healthy and it's starting to scare me," Chris said.
"After all our effort, don't we get any rewards?" complained Noah.
"You get a Duncan," Chris said while pointing to the grumpy criminal, "enjoy him."
Confessional.
Noah
He hit his face with his hand, "me and my mouth."
End of confessional.
-0-
Courtney looked at Duncan with her arms crossed and an angry expression. The criminal wasn't even really paying attention to her.
"So... Are you going to say something or are you just going to stand there while trying to drill a hole in my skull with your gaze?" he asked the CIT.
"I'm waiting for you to apologize," Courtney said.
Duncan frowned, "For what exactly?" he said with part of his eyebrow raised.
Courtney opened her eyes in disbelief, then narrowed angrily. She was about to yell at him. But she didn't, she took a deep breath and exhaled.
"How about abandoning me and the game in the first place?"
"Hey, hey, why would I have to apologize for that? I was the one who left, I thought you wanted to win this," he said, "Shouldn't you really apologize for bringing me here again?"
Courtney clenched her fist, "Why you-?!," she relaxed again, "...You know something? Forget the apology", this time Duncan was surprised, "I don't want to fight when you just arrived, why don't we start again?", she proposed with a somewhat tense smile, "Truce?".
Now Duncan was bewildered, he expected her to explode and try to hit him, not to give up just like that.
"I... I guess, yes, truce," he said uncomfortably.
Courtney finally relaxed, "perfect, now come here," she said as she hugged him, Duncan barely returned the hug, "I really missed you," Courtney told him with genuine affection.
However, Duncan's attention was on a certain gothic who happened to come out of the confessional at that moment and saw them. He smiled at her, "Every time I ran from the cops… I thought of you."
Gwen turned around awkwardly and walked away slowly. While Courtney was moved by Duncan's words.
-0-
"Well, you all voted," Chris said to the Seagulls sitting in the gallery. Two of them were incredibly nervous, "whoever doesn't get a vomit bag full of peanuts, will get a parachute and will have to jump in shame and never come back!"
"Was that last part necessary? We already know it's not true," Lindsay said innocently.
"Not if you want to ruin the dramatic atmosphere," the presenter said angrily, "Now!" he pulled out a piece of paper, "here I have the results of the vote," he said sadistically.
All the members of the team were equally tense.
"The first vote is for... Lindsay!" Sierra whistled innocently, which only made her more suspicious, "the second vote is for... Sierra, the third vote goes to... Sierra again, you can guess who the last vote is for Huh? Sierra? I don't need to state the obvious, do I? "Hahahahahahahahaha," Chris teased as he waved the paper.
Sierra sighed in defeat and stood up, "at least it was fun to be on my favorite show," she extended her arms waiting for her parachute.
"Well, let me tell you, it's not for you," Chris said.
"What?", almost all of them said in surprise.
"What are you up to this time?" Bridgette accused him with narrowed eyes.
"This time... nothing, you did this yourself. The last vote is for Lindsay, which means there's a tie," Chris said.
Lindsay, Bridgette, and Sierra were shocked by this. The three of them looked at the only man on the team, who was looking at the situation uncomfortably.
"Tyler, did you vote for Lindsay?" the surfer asked, completely incredulous.
Tyler thought about putting his head down, but he plucked up the courage and stood up, "yes, I voted for Lindsay," he said.
"Why?!" asked Bridgette stunned.
"Was it because we left you tied up to a rack next to a crazy killer?" asked Lindsay not so affected.
"No... well, that made the decision easier," he said while scratching his head, "but it wasn't because of that. Lindsay... I still like you, and a lot," he admitted.
"Oh," said the blonde.
"But the way you stuck to Cody today, even when he doesn't remember you. It made me realize that I don't stand a chance with you. So I've decided to move on. However, I won't be able to do that as long as I still see you as a love interest. So I've decided to vote for you to show that I now consider you just another person in the competition."
"What? Are you going to give up?!" shouted Sierra in panic, "No!", if he gave up on Lindsay she'd lose her backup plan.
"I'm sorry but I've already made a decision... I'm sorry Lindsay," said the athlete with all the weight of his soul.
"..."
Lindsay didn't say anything right away, which only caused more tension in the air.
...
..
.
"But... Are we still friends?"
"...Ah?" said Tyler with fish eyes.
"What if we continue to be friends? You and me," said the blonde with a poker face.
"...", Tyler thought about it carefully, "uh... I guess so, I don't see why not," he said a little lost.
Then Lindsay smiled beamingly, "oh, so it's okay, that's a relief."
Tyler almost collapses at that moment.
*Crack*
"AHHHHHHH!", emotionally, because physically he did it when the wood where he was standing gave way.
"Lindsay!" said Bridgette, but the other blonde raised her hand.
"I love Cody... like a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, and I don't want to leave his side ever. I don't want Tyler to wait for me... That wouldn't be fair to him. Because I like him very much as well, and I'm happy that he finally wants to look for someone else," Lindsay said.
Bridgette almost burst into tears at that moment, she hugged the other blonde and she returned the hug by rubbing the surfer's head.
Sierra for her part crossed her arms and sat down annoyed, it seemed that no matter what, she was losing.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Chef blew his nose while Chris sobbed and patted the big man on the back.
"Although it was a very moving moment... We have a tiebreaker to do," the host said through tears.
...
Once the crying festival was over, Lindsay and Sierra were placed in front of a table with 7 bags like the ones they used in the challenge.
"The tiebreaker will be simple, there are seven identical bags, one contains a treasure, the others, have garbage, they will take turns choosing a bag and the one that-... What are you doing?" asked Chris to Sierra.
She began to sniff the air as if it were a dog, "this smell... mint, saliva, masculinity, calcium... Lemon essence... Could it be?", Sierra took one of the sacks randomly and searched inside, "KYAAAAAA! It's Cody's electric toothbrush!" she said as she turned it on, the thing vibrating as she put it in her mouth and brushed her teeth.
Forget what she said before, today she definitely won.
"And Sierra wins the tiebreaker!" announced Chris.
Bridgette had her mouth open, "WHAT?! How is this fair competition?!" the surfer shouted.
"The goal was to find something that seemed to the person most important to them. Sierra picked a bag at random and won, I told you it was simple," Chris said with a shrug.
"Oh... That's what the game was about, I thought we had to fill the sacks... I already got it," Lindsay said.
Bridgette tried to protest anyway, but she had run out of arguments, so she just sat down with her head down.
Confessional.
Sierra
"AHHHHH~, AHHHHH~, AHHHH~", the fan was all sweaty. Her head was leaning against the sink, her gaze was lost, her tongue out and toothpaste in her teeth as he moaned heartily. You couldn't see it from the waist down, but you could see her right arm move as if pumping something excitedly, accompanied by a wet and a vibrating sound, "OHHHH~ YES~ CODYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~, this is so much better than your sock on a cucumber~, AHHHHHH~!"
End of confessional.
"I'm sorry to have to go, take care of Heather and Cody for me," Lindsay said.
"Ah... you know Heather and I don't get along very well, right?" said Bridgette.
Lindsay blinked twice, "oh, it's true, then just tell them I'll be waiting for them with Izzy... Brainzilla... E-scope?" she said as she tilted her head like a puppy.
"Hahahaha, I'll get the message to you," said the surfer.
Lindsay hugged her, "and take care of yourself too."
"Thank you Lindsay," the surfer said and hugged her back.
Lindsay jumped out the open door, "GOODBYE!"
"Goodbye Lindsay," Bridgette said sadly.
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Confessional.
Gwen
"Agh, what's that smell?" asked Gwen with her hand on her nose, "Why is toothpaste staining the wall? And why does it smell so strange? Anyway, I'm glad Duncan is back, for Courtney! I'm happy for her and Duncan, yes, because it's not like I wish they were bad or anything like that hahahahaha," she laughed awkwardly.
Duncan walked through the door bumping into Gwen, "Agh, what's that smell?" the delinquent said.
The goth girl stood up, "Oh, my gosh, I didn't lock the door?" she said annoyed.
"The lock's busted," the criminal pointed out, "Is that toothpaste? Were you getting into mischief in here? Are you crazy?" she said humorously.
"Hey!" said Gwen as she pushed him, "I had nothing to do with this," she defended herself.
"Yeah... it's what they all say when you catch them red-handed," Duncan scoffed.
"I'm serious," she said as he pushed him again.
They both began to laugh as they pushed each other, until the delinquent wrapped his arm around Gwen's waist and pulled her to him. The two closed their eyes as they brought their lips closer.
"Ahem."
End of confessional.
Cody was standing outside the bathroom door with a poker face, "Is something wrong?"
Gwen immediately pushed Duncan out of the bathroom, the delinquent fell to the floor at the geek's feet, "The lock is broken!" said the goth too loudly, "ahem, Duncan was coming in, I was coming out and we both bumped into each other, he caught me so I wouldn't fall, right Duncan?"
The criminal was just looking up in boredom, but it took him an uncomfortably long time to answer, "... yeah, that was all," he finally said.
"I see...," Cody said slowly, "I run into all kinds of people too, I even bumped into Courtney today."
Duncan had no reaction, but it seemed that Gwen had a knott in her stomach right there.
"Well, it's late and it's been a long night so I think I'm going to go to sleep," Gwen said quickly as she left the confessional, "good night Cody, good night Duncan."
"Good night Gwen, rest well," Cody said.
"What he said," Duncan replied nonchalantly.
Once Gwen disappeared, Duncan stood up and shook the dirt off. Then he realized that Cody was still there looking at him, "What's up nerd? Do I have a bruise on my face?"
"What do you think you're doing?" Cody asked as neutral as he could. The last thing I wanted was to blow up and ruin everything.
"What do you mean, the accident?" Duncan said nonchalantly as he turned to leave.
"Was it really an accident?"
"Hmm! Didn't you hear Gwen?" he said as he walked away, he wasn't interested in the conversation, after all nothing happened.
"Duncan... that's not right," Cody said.
This time the criminal turned around, "oh, and you think you're the best person to scold me?" he threw in his face.
Despite having no memory, Heather and Lindsay's actions today made one thing clear to her, "I am, and this is not the way, Courtney doesn't deserve this," she told her.
Duncan rolled his eyes and turned around, "I think I know her better than you do. And in case you forgot... nothing happened here," with that said the criminal left, and it was unlikely that he would return.
Cody also turned around and went back to first class. Once there he collapsed in the first seat he found, his heart was beating a thousand an hour, 'I did it... I really did, I stopped them from kissing!', he started smiling like crazy, 'Now they won't end up together! Gwen won't date Duncan! Courtney won't go crazy! And Sierra is not on my team! Everything is fine in the world now!", he was elated at this moment, 'ah~, I know that now Gwen will realize her mistake and won't try to get close to Duncan for a while, we all win.'
A few seats away, a goth woman was trying to sleep as she teetered between various contradictions, desire and guilt, longing and regret, pleasure and betrayal. Only one side was going to triumph in the end.
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*Knock, knock, knock*
"Who the fuck is it at this hour?!" shouted Heather as she stood up, "And why the hell are they knocking on the door instead of coming in?!"
Cody peeked out to see Heather march toward the door ready to kill.
"What the-?! Oh, it's you," Heather said boredly.
Bridgette was standing in the doorway with a sad look as she rubbed her arm.
Heather sighed annoyedly, "Wait here, I'm going to wake up the stuck-up bitch," she said.
"Lindsay...".
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*Pause*
Chris and Chef were in the cockpit, "Damn dude! That was close," the host said of Duncan and Gwen, "a little longer and we'd be drilling in a drama mine," he complained.
"Yes, but if you think about it, everyone will be anxious to know what will happen now and when the right time comes. It's going to explode in their faces, hehehehehe," the cook laughed.
Chris touched his chin, "hmmm... long-term plans ah... I like the way you think man, this could be even more promising," he said with a sadistic smile, "What will happen at our next destination? Will Courtney learn the bitter truth or will she remain blissfully ignorant? Will Duncan confess his sins, will Gwen, or will they get into even bigger trouble? What will happen when Heather finds out what happened to Lindsay? Or that Sierra is still in the game?"
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!" Heather's thunderous roar made the plane rumble.
"Will Cody ever get his memory back? Will Sierra be the one to make this show TV-MA? Seriously, that girl is creepy," he said seriously, "But I really doubt it!" he returned to his cheerful state, "all this and more in the next episode of Total... Drama... World Touuuuuur~!".