At the front of the crowd of contestants, Mercutio, Queen, and Bowie loitered. The abandoned building out in the dead plains where the host had brought the cast was now scorched and charred at its sides. The continuous fires, quelled and reignited, were doing nothing for the dreary building's already dreadful appearance.
The aforementioned trio and the rest of the cast had their eyes on Athena cowering in terror at the crane platform with Brook beside her, just as nervous. Once more, fire blazed inside the building. The flames danced in Athena and Brook's eyes up on the crane's platform.
"The score may be 2-1, Dropouts over Grads," Mercutio shouted, "but that doesn't mean you should quit now, Athena!"
"I'm too sca-" she wheezed before she could get the rest of her word out. "I'm too sca- I'm too sca- I'm too sca-"
"Hey, don't be scared, Athena!" Caleb shouted from the crowd of Dropouts and Grads watching. "You got this! We believe in you!"
Curious as George himself, MK watched him as he yelled up at her. [1]
"He's right!" Jill added. "You're doing great!"
Athena took a moment to center herself, then exclaimed, "Okay! Okay, I'm gonna do it!"
The crowd watched as she lifted one hazmatted-leg over the crane's platform, whimpering as she positioned herself on the other side to jump. She readied up to lunge, then shouted, "No, I changed my mind!" but slipped, falling into the building anyway.
With that, Queen rushed into the burning building after her. She scaled the building, rushing through the fire until she reached Athena at the top. She was whimpering up a storm, clinging to a piece of wood that had come apart and been scorched to blackness from the fire raging around them. Queen held out a hand.
"Come on already! Come with me!"
Athena vigorously shook her head. "No way, Jose! I'm okay just where I am!"
Queen scoffed. "You're being a nimwit right now, do you realize that? We have to get out of this bloody building to escape the flames, not mope around in it!"
"I can't move! I'm paralyzed!"
The purple-haired Brit moved in closer, reaching her arms out for Athena, but she squeamishly slapped her hands away. "You're evidently not paralyzed enough to keep me at bay!"
"I'm sorry, okay? I am! I'm just so scared!"
After a while, Bowie crept into the building from its entrance. He walked around, tensed up at the powerful gusts of fire blowing around him.
"Yikes. That timer can't run out soon enough," he murmured, inaudible under the crackling flames.
Up on the top floor, Queen grunted and groaned, fighting to tug Athena away from her adopted hiding place. The feeling of heat emanating from all over the stony expanse had Queen in a sweat, almost as bad a sweat as terrified Athena. The two's hair stuck to their foreheads under their hazmat masks. Not long later, Bowie appeared at the mouth of the stairs, his eyes wide and frightened at the unfortunate sight of the Dropouts ahead of him.
"Hey! I'm-" he tried to shout.
A piece of the building's roof structure by the center hole dropped down to the floor, setting sparks flying all around in an instant. Bowie flinched and Athena yelped.
"Uhm, you know, I don't think you guys need any provoking," Bowie mentioned, "I think I'm gonna-" Another erupting gust of flame had Bowie racing back downstairs.
Not long later, Tracy buffeted the building with water once more, and only Bowie emerged from the entrance at first. A solid minute passed before Queen could drag Athena out after.
Mercutio chuckled. "I see little participation from Bowie was necessary."
"Lucky for me," he whispered.
"Way to go back there," Queen sneered. "The game was over before it ever began."
"I'm sorry! It was scary!" Athena replied, her voice thick with shame. "Agh... I promise it won't happen again."
She scowled. "See to it."
Athena meandered back towards the group, her head hanging low. Caleb gave her a sympathetic shoulder pat.
"Relax, I didn't do so good when it was my turn either," Caleb mentioned.
She forced a smile.
Confessional - Caleb
"This Athena girl seems sweet. It has me thinking; maybe a certain alliance could be achieved between the two of us? All I've gotta do is show her that I'm someone that's gonna support her. Besides, no one deserves to feel like a loser."
End of confessional
Some of the last contestants yet to compete in the challenge exchanged uncertain glances. Jayshawn didn't outwardly expose any fear, while Stephen was as still and broody as ever.
"Now then," Mercutio garnered the attention of the cast. "We shall flip roles. Now, the Grads will be rescuing each other while the Dropouts interfere."
"Ay, what now?" Jayshawn blurted. "Man, you tellin' me I missed out on fuckin' shit up for these assholes?"
Mercutio shrugged. "The selection process was randomized."
Jayshawn crossed his arms and scoffed. "Mothafucka..."
Not entirely expecting it, Jayshawn backed up a few paces as the host stepped towards him, his eyes locked onto the teen with a harrowing expression on his face. Mere inches from his face, Mercutio growled, "I don't want to hear another derogatory word out of you. Understand?"
Jayshawn eyed him with intrigue, as well as a hint of veiled nervousness. "Yeah, yes, sir. Sure."
Confessional - Jayshawn
Lowering his voice, Jayshawn leaned in and muttered, "Man, where the fuck'd that come from?"
Confessional - Cody
"Jayshawn would probably be a lot less cocky if he'd seen the side of Mercutio I got to see earlier." He shuddered.
End of confessionals
After selecting more random contestants, Mercutio announced, "Fish will rescue Jayshawn from the fire while Iko interferes."
Iko facepalmed.
Confessional - Iko
"I'm up against those two guys? Persetan hidupku..." [2]
End of confessional
Fish and Jayshawn chuckled, dapping each other up. Jayshawn jolted and then shoved Fish several feet back.
"Quit fuckin' touchin' my ass, weirdo!"
"Hey, it was ready, that's not my problem."
The shot flashed forward, and now the building was blazing with flames once more. Iko entered with apprehension. As the fires raged, the stubby contestant held an arm out for protection, gasping as sparks danced against his hazmat sleeve. He touched the walls around him for support, flinching as he felt the heat of one wall's edge even with gloves to protect him.
"Ouch... Okay, no touching."
Iko's heart thudded when he saw Fish and Jayshawn each racing down to the first level of the burning building.
"What'd you say about touching?" Fish taunted.
In seconds, Iko was under fire not only from literal fire but from Jayshawn attacking him with fists engulfed in it. Iko could do nothing but feebly block the attacks, but there was no stopping it. Once Jayshawn took him down, Fish swooped in, tickling and touching in all the wrong areas. He shouted for him to get off, but Fish didn't listen until he felt like stopping. Chuckling over it, Fish escaped out of the burning building after his teammate.
"Fish and Jayshawn score this round!" Mercutio announced.
The duo chest-bumped while Iko staggered his way out of the fiery building.
Confessional - Iko
"That was insanity back there. Those guys can just... just do that, and it's okay? I never thought I'd ever get tickled half to death in a burning building before..."
Confessional - Jayshawn
"Ay, man... ay, man, look. That Fish guy? Fucker had a little-" Jayshawn flicked one finger up suggestively. "Fucker's jimmy was perked up when we chest-bumped. Dawg, I don't get down like that."
End of confessionals
Jill approached Iko after he came out of the building. "Hey, everything okay?"
He instantly feigned relaxation, though strained as he was trying to look cool, setting his shoulders back as he walked. "Yeah, I'm cool. No harm done here."
"Okay, good," she murmured, a smile peeking through.
The next three rounds passed by quickly. At least, to those watching, they did. For those involved, it was just as grueling as it had been for everybody else.
Cody entered the burning building, sidestepping flames and crumbling infrastructure. He scaled the stairs, eventually finding Zee curled in a ball at the top.
"Zee! Come here, man!"
Cody crouched over, hoisting one of Zee's lanky arms around his hazmatted shoulders, walking them out.
"I feel like a cookie, man," Zee whimpered. "I'm being cooked in here, and not in the fun way."
"You said it!"
The two made it further down the building's levels until the exit was finally within eyeshot, flame flickery and smoky as everything was within eyeshot.
"That's a little funny," Zee mentioned. "There's the exit, but where's the guy?"
Holden barged out of a crumbling wall, smashing his whole weight against Cody and Zee, knocking them over like a semi had just barreled into a kindergartener. Both Grads oofed hard as they hit the ashy ground.
"Oh, there he is," Zee groaned, writhing.
Holden got to his knees, pressing a hand down onto both Cody and Zee's chests.
"Sorry about this, boys," he grumbled.
"This is just like gym class," Cody grunted.
Not long later, the three exited the building together with Mercutio announcing Holden's second victory for the day.
The shot then flashed forward, showing us as Londyn scaled the burning building, stepping around delicately. She located Noah up at the top, and the two turned tail and headed for the exit as fast as they could. On their way out, they came across Jill, who appeared just as excited about the challenge as they did.
"Please, don't hit us," Londyn squeaked, "or, like, whatever it is you had in mind."
"I'm not gonna do that. I just-" She sighed. "Go on. Get out of here."
"Seriously?" Noah replied. "Thanks."
Confessional - Jill
"It felt too weird trying to sabotage them. I mean, you try going into an actual burning building and find it in yourself to make other people stay in it instead of getting out. It doesn't sit right."
End of confessional
With Londyn and Noah's win announced, Queen stomped towards Jill. "Whatever did you do that for? Those are two of the weakest members of the Grads."
"Hey!" Londyn interjected.
"Even Iko could have stopped them."
"Ouch," he commented, awkwardly rubbing behind his neck.
"Hey, that's not nice at all," Jill responded. "Maybe being nice around here will get you further than you think."
"Is that really what you think?" Queen asked through a chuckle.
"Gotta go with Lean-Locks on this one," Holden threw in.
"Shove it, you overweight leprechaun."
"I know it's valuable when there's still twenty-one people in the cast, yeah," Jill answered.
Queen scoffed on her way back towards the group and muttered, "As if winning the challenge isn't valuable."
"All right, all right, enough already," Mercutio intervened. "We'll be doing one more round of this, then it's onto the second part of the challenge. Next, Stephen rescues Alanna from MK!"
Alanna took a quick glance at Stephen, but uncertainty in her had her glancing away before he could meet her eyes.
Confessional - Alanna
"I just wonder what he was thinking about that. Rescuing me. I guess we'll see how this goes."
End of confessional
With the building burning up once again, Stephen entered and made his way through with an eerie calmness. His hands stayed at his sides, and he barely even braced up as the flames waged feet, sometimes inches from him. By the time it was her turn, MK entered and peered around, closely observing what was left of the building.
"Stephen!" she heard Alanna shout from upstairs.
"Hmm..." MK murmured.
A few moments later, MK approached the wood to the final staircase leading down from the second floor. She lifted a plank that had burned up and fallen off of something else within the smoking building, then she whacked it as hard as she could, numerous times against the wood supporting the stairs. Soon enough, it all crumbled and erupted into fire and ash.
"That should do it."
Not long later, she saw Stephen and Alanna coming down the stairs leading down the second floor, then they halted, turning to see the staircase going up from the first floor missing.
"What now?" MK taunted them.
"Bitch," Alanna cursed.
Alarming Alanna, Stephen hoisted her up, lifting her bridal style. Next, he backed up, then lunged over the fire, managing to land on his feet just ahead of it. He groaned and staggered, clumsily letting Alanna back up to her feet. Without a word, he grabbed Alanna's wrist and led the two of them out. MK watched with genuine surprise.
On their way out, Mercutio boomed, "Stephen and Alanna win!"
"How did that happen?" asked Caleb.
MK exited. "Emo boy pulled some Jackie Chan shit out of his ass. And here I thought I really had them..."
"Hey," Alanna stopped Stephen, "that was really impressive back there. Thanks for, uh, you know... rescuing me."
Without meeting his sorrowful eyes to hers, he dipped his head and paced back towards the group. Alanna, crestfallen, and MK followed.
"Listen up, everyone," Mercutio ordered. "The final scores are in, and the Grads have won the first part of the challenge!"
Several of the Grads cheered.
"First part?" Damien echoed.
"That's right. In the second part of the challenge, four members from each team will be operating a firetruck in the hopes of rescuing Tracy from a burning building. A different one, that is. This one's about-"
The building began to crumble, before completely toppling over, burying the contestants in dust, soot, and smoke. Multiple coughing fits ensued, with Damien rolling around, croaking, "Ash in my throat, ash in my throat." Lauren, grinning away, tried to lick ash off her cheek.
"This one's about had it," Mercutio finished. "In the second challenge, for having the best overall scores of their respective teams, Holden and Fish will be one of their team's four participants."
"Fuck yeah, baby," Fish rubbed his palms together, "let's fucking go, sheesh."
"There go my ovaries withering up," Alanna muttered.
"Because they didn't get a chance to partake in challenge one, Lauren and Izzy will also be competing."
Lauren raised her hand. "Ooh, ooh! Do we have to rescue Tracy? Can we possibly, maybe, perhaps scorch his skin?"
"Mercut," Tracy prodded his host, "come on, homeslice, Scary Girl doesn't really need a turn, right?"
"There will be no flaying of the skin," Mercutio shot her down. "Jesus, girl."
"Hmmph!" she pouted.
"Now then, for winning the first challenge, the Grads' advantage is this: Fish, you may pick your second and third teammates in this challenge to aid you and Izzy. Once you've picked-"
"I pick Londyn and Jayshawn."
Londyn gasped. "Wait, really?"
"You made the right fuckin' choice, boy," Jayshawn remarked.
"Now, the four of you get to pick which two members of the Dropouts assist Holden and Lauren. If it were me, I'd be looking for weak links."
Fish, Jayshawn, and Izzy clumped up, huddling for privacy while Londyn rushed up and hugged Fish.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you for picking me! I feel so close to you right now!"
"Great, great. All right, fellas, we need to pick someone vulnerable. Someone who's got no chance at beating us."
Jayshawn chuckled. "Ain't it obvious who fits that description?"
Fish laughed, patting Jayshawn's cheek, causing him to back up.
"Ay, hands to yourself, boy."
"All right, Mercuti," Fish started, "we choose the Chinese guy and..."
Iko let his shoulders slump, his eyes to the ground. "Indonesian," he murmured under his breath. "I'm Indonesian."
"Who else, who else, who else? Ah. We pick the orange-eyed girl. Ariana."
"Athena," she chirped.
"Athena. That's what I said. Weren't you listening?"
"Yeah, maybe you should've been listening," Londyn added, then faced Fish with a big, approval-seeking smile.
Confessional - Londyn
"Do you guys think Fish would let me touch him? Would he like it if I gently caressed his nose?"
End of confessional
"Yay!" Athena prodded Jill. "They picked me."
Caleb leaned in, whispering, "Uh, sorry 'bout this, but that means they don't think you're gonna win."
The orangey-blonde's spirits dropped instantly. "Oh... Well, we'll show them, huh?"
Jill nodded, smiling a smile that she hoped was encouraging. "Right."
"All right," Mercutio stated. "Lauren, Holden, Iko, and Athena versus Izzy, Fish, Londyn, and Jayshawn."
Jayshawn cracked up. "Y'all done. Y'all fucked."
"Will Jayshawn be right? Will Lauren let Tracy die?"
"Uh, hey-" Tracy tried to interject.
"Will Fish be able to complete this challenge without tickling someone? Total Drama Million Dollar Academy will be right back with answers for these questions."
Total Drama's sixth season resumed in the evening. They were still out in the dead plains around the isolated position in the Canadian wilderness. Now, there were two fire trucks that were positioned on both sides of a giant, brick building. This building was much larger than the one they were in before. Once again, the contestants-this time only eight-were hazmatted to protect themselves from the elements. Far in the distance past the building and the fire trucks, Mercutio addressed the audience with the rest of the thirteen contestants sitting nearby in provided chairs. There was a large TV screen showing multiple camera angles, feeding the scene of the burning building and the faux firefighters.
"Welcome back! If you're only just tuning in, then you're about to see four contestants go head to head with four other contestants in a mission I like to call: Saving Tovarisch Tracy-a much snappier and wittier play on Saving Private Ryan than McLean's 'Saving Private Leechball'. That motherless son of a cunt."
The camera feed presented quick clips of the Dropouts and the Grads in their firetrucks. The moon shone high above them, but it was mostly quelled by clouds. The fire raging in the building and the firetrucks' flashing lights were all that illuminated the contestants. Iko gulped. Londyn held Fish's arm, pulling herself close.
"You'll keep me safe, right?"
"On god, baby."
Mercutio's voice played over shifting shots of the main action, as well as camera footage from inside the building of Tracy, also hazmatted, whimpering and yelping as fire burned all around him.
"In this challenge, I have instructed the teams to do everything they can to save Tracy before the other team can. Whether or not they put the fire out means nothing. Each quartet has been given ten minutes to discuss any sort of particular strategy they'd like to employ to save Tracy. The only rule? Keep Tracy alive, and get him out of that building first. It shall be quite interesting to see what happens, I must say."
The camera centered on the four competing Dropouts.
"Uhm..." Iko babbled. "I'm, uh, does, uhm, does anyone, uh, have a plan?"
"I'll tell you what your plan should be," Holden replied. "Speech therapy."
"Do you have an idea, Holden?" Athena asked.
"I say we toss Scary Girl in there. She can probably rescue Tracy in no time flat. You're not scared of fire, are you?"
Lauren giggled. "You're silly! Fire is scared of me!"
Confessional - Holden
"Hey, man, I don't condone using psychopathic people to your advantage, but if you've got psychopathic people and you're in need of an advantage... then maybe you should be using psychopathic people to your advantage. You didn't hear that from me."
End of confessional
"There. Bingo, bango, done."
"No, no, no," Athena argued, keeping her voice soft and sweet. "We need more."
"What do you mean?"
"More to the plan. It's incomplete. We can't just let Lauren take over the challenge for us. We need to incorporate all the assets at our disposal! Besides, we're gonna need to be concerned with the Grads' counter-strategy, right?"
"That's... surprisingly shrewd. Whatever happened to your fear in the face of fire?"
She shrugged, smiling away. "Guess it helps when I'm not the one going in it."
Meanwhile, the camera flashed over to the Grads.
"Aight, aight, aight, aight, I got it," Jayshawn assured his teammates.
"By all means, enlighten us," Londyn cooed, her eyes dreamily fixed on Fish.
"No, no, I just said that," Jayshawn retorted.
"No, wait! I've got it!" Izzy protested, eagerness building with the fire that danced in her eyes. "Trust me, you guys, I'm gonna blow you away!"
"I don't know if I want to," Fish replied.
"But you better, or else I will find out where your baby brother lives, and I will shit in his oatmeal."
He flashed a puzzled glance. "I don't even have a baby brother."
Back to Mercutio and the cast, the host held up a mechanical button for the competitors to see. "In twenty seconds, I'll press this button, which will alert the competitors that it's time for the challenge to begin. Then, it'll be time to feast our eyes on the main event. You better hope for the best for your teammates; whichever quartet loses this challenge will be heading to the diploma ceremony tonight."
"You don't say," Noah mocked him, only for Cody to prod his friend's leg. He faced him, and Cody darted nervous eyes his way, trying to be subtle.
Confessional - Noah
"Hmm. I'll have to see what that was about later..."
End of confessional
Immersed in the crowd of non-competing contestants, Alanna let her fingers wrap up with Stephen's. A second later, Mercutio pressed the button, and the contestants in the fire trucks acted.
"Everyone ready?" Athena shouted.
"Ready!" Iko replied.
"Yup!" Holden.
"Ready as a beating heart is for my grasp!" Lauren squeaked.
Jayshawn climbed up onto the roof of the Grad firetruck. "It's on now, mo'fuckas! We comin' for our boy, Tracy, and there ain't nothin' y'all can do about i-"
The aspiring reporter was doused in a powerful gust of water, the last words of his sentence a despicably gross-sounding gargle. He was soon enough washed away, just barely clinging onto the firetruck, fighting to keep from falling off it. Londyn shrieked as she was sprayed with water too, then next was Fish.
"Ay, ay, my drip!" he complained. "It's called drip! Like, a faucet dripping! We don't call it torrent!"
The Dropouts ignored them, instead pushing ahead with their plan. Athena got down into the firetruck and operated their water-spouting crane. At the same moment, Holden got up onto the crane and started walking down it where it was pointed at the Grad firetruck. Athena revved the firetruck, driving it closer and closer to the enemy's. Iko stood trembling with Lauren beside him.
"Athena!" he shouted. "Athena, I don't know if I-"
"You can do it, Iko! You don't even have the hardest job!"
"That's right!" Lauren agreed. "And just know that if you drop the ball, I'll be forced to obliterate you!"
Confessional - Iko
"What does that even mean? She could mean so many different things by that!"
End of confessional
Finally close enough to the Grad firetruck to do it, Holden leaped off it and onto the enemy truck, smashing down against Fish in the process.
"Get off me!" he grunted.
"Get off him!" Londyn squealed.
"What the fuck?" Jayshawn burst, pulling himself back onto the firetruck. He sprinted over, tugging Holden up by his hazmat suit, then proceeded to punch him. Holden dodged the next hit and punched him back.
As this transpired, Athena shifted the crane around to point at the burning building.
"My turn!" peeped Lauren, skipping across the crane with confidence. Once she was within range, she leaped through an opened window, rolling inside past flames.
"That's my cue!" exclaimed Izzy.
On the Grad firetruck, she ran across the top and grabbed Jayshawn's shoulders, who was still in the middle of fighting with Holden. She flung herself over him, then kicked Holden on her way over to the crane. She ran across it on her way to intercept Lauren.
Now, Athena shifted the settings of the Dropout crane to keep it swinging around in a circle in slow motion. Iko, uneasily and with his eyes glued to his feet, walked forward on the crane as it circled.
"Oh, god..."
"Keep steady, Iko! You know your mission!" Athena peeped.
"I'm getting... a little woozy up here... oh, no."
Iko slipped, just barely managing to cling to one side of the crane as it circled around his firetruck. He wailed, nearly falling off all the while.
"Hang on! Don't fall off!" Athena yelled. "You got this!"
Meanwhile, the Dropout crane came towards the scene of Holden and Jayshawn fighting on the other fire truck. Holden missed a swing, then Jayshawn wrapped his arms around him and pushed him down to the surface of the fire truck's roof.
"What do I do? Literally, like, what am I supposed to do?" Londyn wailed.
Iko reached out his free arm as the crane whizzed by, but failed to grab Jayshawn or Londyn. "Ah, dammit!"
Fish went inside the fire truck to operate it and turn on a torrent of water, splashing the burning building and soaking through its windows.
Inside the building, Lauren made her way through the flames, as if they didn't even phase her. She scaled through burning halls, crumbling walls and the like, following the sounds of screaming with glee in her eyes.
Confessional - Lauren
"Everyone knows girls love two things: hearts and screaming. Well, they say girls love love, but what produces love? A human heart! So pumpy and yummy! Anyway, I found Tracy in no time because it was so easy! Just follow the screams, for the fruity taste it brings!" she chirped, imitating an old cereal commercial jingle.
Behind the camera, intern girl Brook shuddered.
End of confessional
Lauren finally found Tracy crawling against the ashy ground to keep away from smoke.
"Hi!" The purple-haired demon girl grabbed the chef and pulled him up to his feet like he was a ragdoll. "You need to come with me now."
"S-So long as I don't lose a kidney," he mumbled.
On their way out, Izzy appeared out of nowhere to karate kick Lauren aside. She stood in a martial arts pose beside the terrified chef, and Lauren looked up at the girl with a glare, her lips quivering under her hazmat mask.
"This one's mine, clown girl!" Izzy declared.
"You're going to lose each and every bone in your upper body for that!" Lauren growled, then the two girls roared and charged each other.
Meanwhile, Jayshawn clanged Holden's head against the top of the fire truck a number of times before Holden could kick him off.
"Hey, fucking ow! That fucking hurts!" Holden snapped.
"Shouldn't have fucked with the prince then, huh? You just got Vendome'd, boy."
"And I know, uh, whatever it is Jackie Chan does!" Londyn peeped. "So- so don't fuck with me!"
"Relax," Holden replied, "I don't wanna fuck with you, I just wanna fuck you."
"Yeah, well- wait, what was that?"
Out of nowhere, the Dropout crane came flying in, and Iko managed to grab Jayshawn and take him off the platform, grabbing him with one arm.
"Nice going!" Holden cheered.
Inside the burning building, Tracy hid behind pieces of debris as Lauren and Izzy engaged each other in hand to hand combat, trading kicks and blows with each other.
"Uh... while you guys are doing that, I think I'm just gonna see myself out..." Tracy murmured.
"No!" the girls snapped at the same time.
"Let me the fuck go, chubby!" Jayshawn snapped as Athena hovered him and Iko through the air.
"This kills my arm! I can't hold o-"
Him and Jayshawn cried out as they each dropped ten feet, thudding hard into the ground. They moaned and writhed, and at that moment, the door to the burning building burst off its hinges as Lauren stepped out with Tracy over her shoulder, seemingly unwillingly so. Izzy dropped to her hands and knees beside her, panting.
"You win this time, demon! But I'll see to it that you're vanquished soon enough!"
"In your dreams, bitch," Lauren chirped.
"And just like that, the Dropouts secure victory for the third time in a row!" announced Mercutio's voice, played over the competition footage. "Graduates, I'll be seeing you all at the diploma ceremony tonight."
Athena emerged from the driver's position of the Dropout fire truck, cheering and whooping with joy.
Over on top of the Grad fire truck, Holden prodded Londyn. "Hey. You're on OnlyFans, right? Well, I've actually been meaning to collaborate creatively, so, uh... think it over?"
With pursed lips and a frown, Londyn ignored him and made her way off the fire truck.
"Swing and a miss," he muttered.
[1] - No one ever seems to ask why Curious George is so curious. Why, George? Maybe you should mind your own business
[2] - Same as with the occasional Russian line in this story, I can't speak to the actual accuracy of the Indonesian dialogue either
Dropouts: Caleb, Damien, MK, Scary Girl, Athena, Holden, Iko, Jill, Kobe, Matcha, Queen
Grads: Cody, Izzy, Noah, Alanna, Bowie, Zee, Fish, Jayshawn, Londyn, Stephen
Some quick OC descriptions:
Athena: orangey-blonde, orange contacts, black and white dress
Holden: long, scraggly hair, heavyset, short, leather jacket
Iko: slim-fat, short, stylish overcoat and vest
Jill: athletic build, red hair, tan skin, emerald green eyes
Kobe: tall, big afro
Matcha: brunette, business casual
Queen: purple hair
Alanna: tall, brunette
Fish: typical influencer look
Jayshawn: fit, muscular, dreads, gym tank/shorts
Londyn: brunette, face tattoos, gorgeous features
Stephen: early 2000s emo look
Mercutio: chiseled face, suit, wide-framed
Tracy: slim, suspenders/bowler hat
Brook: silver hair, oversized cardigan