The Fantastic Don House!

by 1602jaw

Set during the timeline of TD Cruise run, Don is under some bad times, after his own show isn't being renewed. With the help of a certain Imp, he manage to get a new show on air, where twenty two contestants must endure in one house for a billion of dollars. Will one rise to the top? Stay tune for this new show, The Fantastic Don House!

9. Chapter 9 One hour in Phnom Penh

Hey Guys, Jaw here back to give you guys some new content.

Now I know some of you are probably wondering about that update chapter. I'm announcing I'll be putting this story on hiatus until I finish the entire fic up and releasing it for you guys to see. And making sure I'll give you guys a monthly update.

Well….sometime I never kept my promises. So I totally apologize about that.

I'll explain further down in the author note, but for now let's move onto the reviews.

Goodguygary: Ashamed, but understandable.

That wraps up the reviews. So let's get started.

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Somewhere within the jungle, Steam Lad is laying on a long, huge branch taking a nap.

His brief rest is quickly interrupted, as Mabel, hanging upside from the branch above, calls out to him, "Hey there!"

Steam Lad was startled, but quickly regained his composure and calmed down a bit, "Oh, it's you. How did you find me?"

Mabel fell down, but quickly sat up, "Oh I use my nose, silly".

"You….didn't watch me sleeping, right?"

"Ha! No! Maybe a little".

"What?"

"Nevermind!" Mabel replied, "I know it's a bit late in the afternoon to have our little chat resume, but you did make a promise, and I'm keeping it that way".

"Right".

"By the way!" Mabel said, proceeding to pull out from her hair a couple of snacks consisting of chips, candy, and salt, "I brought you some treats. A reward for saving us back there".

"Uhh thanks", Steam Lad replied, taking one of the chip bags and proceeding to open it.

As he's eating, Mabel stares curiously at him, which he can feel as he turns toward her.

"Like it? It's barbecue mixed with chocolate. I don't know how that works, but you never know if you try some".

"Uh huh", Steam lad then asked, "So what happened to your friends?"

"My friends? Oh, they back at the house, doing something".

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A funeral is being held outside to mourn the death of one of their most recurring and proud roommate….Stone Luffy.

Everyone was seated with Hancock mourning the most as the giant portrait of Stone Luffy stood over the coffin remains of her beloved companion.

It's mainly just debris.

"Nice of you to set this entire event up, Mxy", Don told him, "I mean this is a bit insane, even for your standard".

"Yeah, I'm only doing this out of pure morbid fun", Mxy replied, "Sheesh, this woman can be rough around the contestant. If I recall, she was formerly a slave".

"And you bring this up now?"

"Look I figure it is best I just bring it up here. She's already sad anyways, might as well add salt to the wound".

"That's…kinda cruel, Mxy", Don told him, as Mxy lit a cigar, "Real cruel".

Idree is a bit annoyed that they had to do this, "I cannot believe we have to attend to this. It's just a rock with a hat on it!"

"Let's try to be respectful here", Ruby told him, "Sometimes an inanimate object could mean something personal to someone".

"Well for me, it comes off as delusional, not helping she's a woman who has no sense of consciousness".

Ruby then whispers to herself, "Keep it together, Ruby. Just try to ignore some of his more unflattering, sexist remarks".

"You know I agree with this, Idree", Red Skull said, "This is truly pathetic. I have better things to do then witness a poorly made, comedy theater act".

Hancock soon heads to the stand to speak a few words on the matter. Trying to muster it up as Salome came beside her, "Thank you. Thank you all for being here. I-I know this is quite tragic for all of us. Mostly me".

"Just get the speech over with it!" Idree shouted, "Nobody cares about your rock friend!"

"SILENCE YOU HORRID, MAN PIG!" Hancock resumed, "Anyways, my companion and substitute husband has always been there for me. Usually there during my breakfast hour, during my bathing hour, during my thinking hour, and now during my darkest hour. From here on out, I am no longer going to be competing on this show".

This speech came as a shocking revelation to everyone.

Except for a few like Red Skull, Hellboy, Lucy, Idree, and maybe Tomie.

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"Finally, she's gone!" Idree sighs in relief, "You cannot believe how unbearable it was to be around her! Not like I'm gonna miss her. She's scantless, impulsive, and down right mad".

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"Damn it, we lost like the only female member that I can hit on", Archer confessed, "Which rarely happens because I'm not willing to risk having my entire body turn to stone".

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During the evening, all of her luggages and bags were packed up and ready to leave through a portal outside.

Most of the contestants were present, mostly Dororo, Reg, Nikki, Hellboy, Vicky, Ruby, Po, Zulius, Tomie, and Furrball.

"Are you sure you want to leave?" Dororo asked, "I mean, it's just a rock".

"He was no ordinary rock", Hancock told her, "He was….my rock".

"Uhhhh right".

"Well it was nice meeting you ma'am", Ruby said to her, shaking her hand, "We had a lot of fun spending time with you, even if that time doesn't involve knowing much about you".

"That, or acting pretty rude toward most of the guys on the show", Tomie mentioned.

"Uhhh yeah, that too", Ruby pointed, "That wasn't exactly cool you know".

"Understood", Hancock replied, "Well I thank you all for these parting words. I suppose it wasn't an awful experience, spending time with all of you….except for a few men in this house".

"Are you referring to us?" Po asked, "Because just let you know, I did not use up all of the towels for my training".

"What kind of training did you do?" Reg asked.

"Only the best kind", Po responded, "I needed a perfect visual target so I thought using towels would be good use for hidden assassins or what not".

After a few parting words, Hancock finally leaves alongside Salome through a portal.

"I'm going to miss her",Zulius commented, "Mostly her fashion sense and what not".

"Sorry you had to lose a friend", Ruby said to Tomie.

"Eh, we weren't exactly on good terms", Tomie replied.

Mabel quickly returned to them, before exhaling a bit, "Hey guys! Sorry I was late. Kinda had to, ummm finish up my talk with Steam lad".

"Yeah that reminds me", Hellboy told them, "About your kids' whole ordeal with this Steam fella. I need some better context here".

"Oh yeah, that", Nikki told him, "Don't worry, big guy. We got you covered. We'll try to explain everything to you about this".

Nikki then turned to the others, "Oh, and you guys as well".

"Hmmm, well it is best to know what you guys have been up to", Tomie said.

"I like to know about this", Po remarked, "Sounds serious".

"Ummm excuse me", Zulius told him, "Don't get too hype about this. From what they experience, it's most likely part of the Imp fabricated obstacles".

"Yeah, about that", Reg told him, as he proceeded to whisper in his mouth, which changed Zulius expression from moderately indifferent to shock.

( The next day ).

After the Wonder Terror explains everything to some of the contestants within the house about their situation involving Steam lad and Cherieng, Zulius is quick to border up his surrounding area within the spa room.

Taking immediate action by hoarding every lotion, grease, and cream within his room while bordering it up with toilet paper as Hellboy, Vicky, and Nikki watches.

"Come on, Zulius", Nikki told him, as he was panicking and stocking up toilet paper, "There's nothing to worry about. Mabel did say, Steam lad got it covered".

"Look, I do not want my day ruin by some evil, witch lady!" Zulius told them, "I'm not taking any chances!"

"I think he's alright, is he not?" Vicky asked Hellboy.

"Nah, he's just a little scared", Hellboy told him, "Regardless if that kid got this cover, we still gotta need to remain cautious".

"You got a good point", Nikki replied, "Everyone seems to be taking this news pretty well. Don't know if we should've told this to Red Skull and Idree".

"I wouldn't bother", Hellboy said, "Red Skull would've most likely exploited this, and Idree he's kinda useless".

"Well at least it's good everyone is aware of this", Vicky said, "Because I'm sure I am ready, even if I'm also a little scared".

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"Well that was easier than I thought", Hellboy said, "Thought for sure I was going to continue doing more night patrol in secret, but glad those kids did the work for me. So far, so good.

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"Zulius!" Archer came downstairs, shouting. Heading into the back area as he knocked heavily at Zulius door, "Zulius, get out here! We need to talk!"

"No!"

"Zulius, if you don't come out here, I'm going to re-read Shakespere Julius Caesar, but with your name on it and I'm going to read it out loud terribly!"

"I am not coming out! Never! Not when that evil, witch lady is still out there!"

"Well excuse me for being brave about it!" Archer shouted, then turning his attention to them, "Can you believe this? I gave these guys ranks and here they are acting incompetent".

"Have you tried acting nice?" Vicky asked.

"Nice? It's too late for that", Archer told him, "Zulius stole all the highly produced lotion products, and I'm severely pissed!"

"I'm starting to regret telling him about the current problem", Nikki remarked.

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"Look, I'm facing a worse dilemma here than the likelihood of a creepy, witch lady out there readying to kill us", King Archer confesses, "I can't let my reign fall through. It's the only thing that keeps me happy. It's literally a promotion I've never gotten because my Mom keeps revoking them".

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The morning of the next day arrived, as Dororo slowly opened her eyes and stood half way up, rubbing away the blurriness.

"Man, what an exhausting night", Dororo stretched her arm, "My back hurts. I wonder if the host can provide better mattresses".

Once she gets a clear head, her realization unfolded when she found herself sitting within a room filled with the entanglement of Reg grappling arms.

"Okay, this is weird", Dororo remarked, "I feel less secure just by seeing this".

Bewildered, Dororo stood up and approached Reg who was still sleeping.

"Huh, that explains it", Dororo comments, "Either he has a terrible nightmare or this is his way of getting comfortable. I never did something like this".

Curious, she decided to tap him, which triggered Reg's inner instinct as he suddenly woke up and all the arms retracted.

"Danger!" Reg looks around with panic, until finally staring at Dororo which he proceeds to calm down, "Oh, it's you. How's your sleep been going?"

This startled Dororo who immediately called him out, putting her arms at her hips, "You got a lot of nerves for scaring me like that".

"What do you mean?"

"Care to explain why our room became a mechanical, freaky spider-web?"

"Oh that", Reg explained, "Sorry I scare ya. I got really worried about what happened yesterday ago and thought covering our room this way may be our best option to be alerted to any danger".

"So that's it, huh?"

Reg nodded.

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"Okay, now this is becoming apparent ", Dororo remarked, "Reg has been acting a bit off lately. I think he's taking things a bit more cautionally after our ordeal with that giant, snake fella. I know it's not a big deal to me, since we made it out alive back there, but after it's been confirmed that the creepy lady in the forest is real I think that might explain why Reg has been acting this way. Maybe I should have a talk with him about this sooner or later".

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Elsewhere within the countryside of the road, Steam lad is walking casually while resting his sword behind his back.

As he walks, he turns around expecting someone.

No one. He continued then stopped again.

No one.

Being aware of what's been going on, he proceeds to call out her name, "Mabel, I know you're hiding underneath those rice fields".

Mabel sprung out from the water, along with Waddles.

As she came on land, spitting out some water she replied back casually, "Aha, almost totally got you there. Totally got ya".

He stared at her blankly.

"Almost got-"

"What do you want from me?"

"Oh, just nothing", Mabel replied, "Though we could hang out a bit more, explore some places, express our deepest desire. You know, typical fun stuff".

"Uhh that's nice, but I'm kinda busy".

"Busy on what? Roaming around, worrying when Cherieng might strike next".

"Yeah. pretty much it".

Steam lad turns back around, but Mabel immediately stops him, "Whoa! Whoa! Come on, a little break couldn't hurt?"

"Nope. Gotta remain alert no matter what", Steam lad told her, "And besides, I probably shouldn't bother you guys, since you know she might exploit it to her advantage. I know how she thinks".

Steam lad walk passed her, leaving her feeling a little disappointed.

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"Gosh, I was hoping our third meeting was going somewhere", Mabel confessed, "Don't worry, I'm not perturb. I'm going to keep trying and get to know him better, even if it means stalking him".

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Back at the house, Nikki is playing some baseball within the living room as she stands on top of the couch, holding a bat.

"Okay Ceviche, in order to keep practicing and be prepared for anything", Nikki said, "I design a training obstacle for us to get ready".

Ceviche is blind folded. He's confused why, asking Nikki about this matter, "Uhhhh, I'm not really getting this".

"Relax, it's all about testing one instinct and one mind", Nikki explains, "Granted, this is more of being bored and all, but hey gotta keep up my energy".

"Okay, but I still don't get why I needed to be blindfolded".

"Once again, it's all about testing senses".

She then held the ball up, proceeding to hit it as the ball struck Ceviche, knocking him down completely.

Nikki begins to feel regret about her decision, telling herself, "Huh, now that I think about it maybe we should've done something else".

Dororo came by, holding a huge bag of chips and a few chocolate bars and milk as she noticed Ceviche on the ground.

"What's going on here?", Dororo asked.

"Oh, just doing something to get my boredom out", Nikki replied.

"I see", Ignoring what just happened, Dororo sat on the couch when she noticed Reg descend down from the ceiling with his grappling hand, startling her.

"Everything is clear!"

"Dang it, Reg! Will you stop scaring me like that!"

"Sorry!"

"You know, you gotta calm down. Acting like this isn't doing me and well, everyone else any favor".

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried about any potential threat".

"God, how many times I gotta tell you this. Just relax!", Dororo told him, as she resumed relaxing, a loud horn was heard across the house, "Oh come on!"

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Phnom Penh.

The Capital City of Cambodia.

The rustling and mumbling of the local folks and tourists. Markets from structures to tents are set up on the sidewalk, selling all sorts of items from goods to souvenirs to food to anything else that could catch anyone's interest.

People rode on bikes and motorcycles, some drove by cars, vans, trucks carrying crates, boxes, and crows, and other vehicles. Many took the public buses or cars for transportation or others simply walked.

Everyone was minding their own business, either by passing by, talking to one another, taking photos and running.

They all have their own personal story. However, some can't help but take notice of Don, Mxy, and the odd looking contestant in their midst, especially one as big as Blitzwing.

"My god, what is this horrid smell", Red Skull commented, "I can see why our Reich refuse to step foot on this filth".

"It doesn't smell too bad", Po said, taking a sniff until a motorcyclist passes which produces such fumes of gas in the air causing Po to choke on it.

"It's a bit crowded for a market", Dororo remarked, "Compared to my world".

"And what's with these weird creatures moving around in this area", Reg added, noticing vans and other vehicles, "They seem odd".

"I'm wondering the same thing", Vicky said.

"Kids, let's save some of our curiosity for later", Hellboy told them, "I don't wanna go into long details about the wonder of cars".

"Welcome to Phnom Penh!" Don announced to the teammate, "Glad to see everyone dress up and ready to go".

"I am in a sh*t stain mood", Octavia said, "Almost to the brink of collapsing myself".

"Whatever", Mxy replied, "The point is we are starting a new challenge right away. This time in the big city! Marketplace to be precise".

"Huh, this should be an interesting experience", Lisa remarked to Octavia, "Always like to take this opportunity to explore the wonders of a different culture within the big city".

"I don't find any of this appealing", Idree pointed out, as a dog tried to rip his long robe, "Hey! Get off me!"

"In this challenge", Don explained, "Which is less exciting as it sounds. You must gather one specific ingredient from any market. The ingredients themselves can be either easy to get around here or harder to find".

"That's right!" Mxy replied, snapping his finger as each contestant were given boxes, one of which landed onto Furrball and crushing him, "You can use the money you gain from your Yard Sale to start buying out stuff here".

"Well that's nice", Ruby said, "A good way to interlude and have it play an important role, right Idree?"

Idree scoff, "Whatever".

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"Alright, next step to steer Idree in the right direction", Ruby confesses, "I gotta focus more on his social interaction. He's been having a lot of problems when it comes to being nice to anyone. So clearly this is a good learning opportunity. I could help him interact with the locals and try to make sure he doesn't lash out. That way, he'll adjust well".

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Each of the contestants are handed a piece of paper of their ingredient.

Hellboy ingredient is coconut milk.

Dororo's ingredient is palm sugar.

Reg ingredients are rice.

Mabel ingredient is rice flour.

Nikki ingredient is palm jaggery.

Red Skull ingredient is chicken.

Idree ingredient is coconut sauce.

Tomie ingredient is brown sugar.

Furrball ingredient is fish.

Po ingredient is pork.

Vicky ingredient is beef

Ceviche ingredient is lemongrass

Ruby Gloom ingredient is chestnuts

Zulius ingredient is tamarind

Archer ingredient is pork

Lisa ingredient is lemongrass

Octavia ingredient is pepper sauce

Gimpy ingredient is spice

John Redcorn ingredient is hot pepper

Blitzwing ingredient is sausages

Lucy's ingredient is Spider's, to which she responded sarcastically, "Wow….a spider. Why am I not surprised".

"Now then, since you guys got your specific ingredients you can head out now!" Mxy said, "Time is wasting. You got only one hour to do this so you better spent it well".

"You do realize some of us don't speak Khmer, right?" Lisa pointed out.

"Yes, we are aware", Mxy replied, "And I don't care".

"Actually, she makes a good point", Don say, "Maybe it is best we give them a translator. Speaking Khmer is pretty much require here to traverse-"

"Don, Don, Don, please", Mxy pulled him away from the contestant to speak to him in private, "What are you doing? Are you trying to act like a saint?"

"I'm just trying to do what's best for our contestant. I mean, the last challenge was kinda tough".

"And long, overly detailed! Yes! I'll admit it was pretty rough, but listen! We are making a challenge and a challenge means we need to make it harder!"

"Didn't they go through enough?"

"Don, this isn't life endangering or any of that stuff. This is just a typical challenge, filled with tourists and angry store owners".

"I feel like we should-"

"Don, today is our first elimination challenge. Well, ignoring Hancock leaving the show doesn't count. Instant elimination to be precise so let them survive on their own, and then you can pick an easy challenge for the next round".

"Isn't this technically my turn to do a challenge?"

"Uhhh, this is still semi-mine so that counts".

Don sighs, "alright. You're the boss".

"Trust me on this".

Both the hosts rejoin their contestants.

"Anyways, with that out of the way", Don said, "Let the challenge begin!"

"And don't forget! Today is instant elimination! Meaning whoever doesn't get their ingredient, got the wrong ingredient or came in last, loses! And you go straight home".

"I wish it was a democracy", Octavia said.

"And I wished you guys would get going!"

"Where?" Vicky asked, "This place looks too alien to me"

"Figure that on your own, kiddo!"

"Don't worry", Hellboy told him, "You can always count on me".

"As if this demon knows anything about this filth", Red Skull said.

"Hey, I'm fluent in these languages".

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"It was part of the requirement", Hellboy said.

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"This is the first time I'm gonna roam in this unknown land", Vicky said, "Filled with strange buildings and different languages. I gotta be open minded, brave, and be alerted to any possible danger".

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"Okay guys, let's do this", King Archer said to his three followers, "If we gonna do this, we gonna need to stay as a pack so my best bet of choosing which ingredient we'll get first would be-"

"Yeah, I'm gonna stop you right there", Zulius said.

"Wha-what?"

"I'm gonna go and search for my own stuff from now on. Period!"

"You said it", John Redcorn nodded, as the two of them turned and left.

"What? Are you seriously going to ditch me? Your rightful king?" King Archer asked, with no direct response as they were gone along with everyone else except Ceviche, "Fine! Go! I don't really need any of you!"

"I really don't have a choice in this matter do I?", Ceviche asked.

"No, you don't", King Archer told him, "Now come on, we gotta go find our ingredient. I'm an expert in interacting with these surroundings so it's best you stick with me".

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"Who needs followers?" King Archer asked, "I got myself to worry about. If I'm gonna survive, it's by doing everything in the book. A book written by me, obviously. With the help of a goat kid which to clarify, I'm against child labor…wait no, I'm half against it. Free labor is hard to get by so this is obviously not a bad choice. Anyways, with his help I might manage through this without any problem. Most people won't pick on a foreign visitor who has a friendly goat boy with him. Out of context, I know".

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Within the busy streets of passing cyclists and vans, as well as folks moving around, minding their business are happening, Mabel and Nikki are left on their own devices. And also Waddles.

"Okay Nikki, we are stepping in some unknown territory", Mabel said, "Without any supervision".

"That's a bad thing right?"

"Of course not! This is our chance to explore and do whatever we want".

"Right!" Nikki said, "But first, how are we going about this?"

"Easy", Mabel said, "We'll have to use our eyes, smell, and better judgment. Now since our ingredients are different, we're gonna take turns helping each other out".

"Totally! I can already smell it!"

"Really?"

"No, that's a figure of speech".

"Oh. Anyways, let's figure out where we are going to start off with", Mabel wondered.

"Mabel, look!"

Nikki pointed. Across from them is a huge, long market structure, simply known as the Olympic Market.

The structure itself stretches out. It is three stories high. The windows were straight out in a row as they were narrow with blinds. The surrounding entrances are blocked and clustered with busy tuk-tuk and motorcycles, as well as shops being set up, which consist of mainly shopping stalls.

They stare at it in awe, believing this to be the right spot to begin their search.

"You figure there may be ingredients in there?" Nikki asked.

"Mabel, I do not care if it does or does not have it. We gotta go inside there".

"Agree".

The girls and the pig enter, as there are many vendors and displays of a variety of products and items.

They varied from clothings to textiles, to plastic packages containing more clothes or priceless, gold, mundane objects like a pedestal or cups, to technology like phones and boxes containing fans and vacuums.

The market interior is filled with many items from bottom to top levels, similar to a mall.

Mannequins are set up, stores sell either clothing products, cleaning products, food products, or a combination of both.

The condition inside is a bit harsh, mainly the smell but many fans are set up to combat it.

They stop for a moment to wonder what they are going to do.

"First step into this new place", Mabel asked, "Can you breathe the air?"

Nikki proceeds to inhale, only to choke and cough a little, "Yep. Taste how I imagine. Beautifully".

"Great, now the question is how we are going to find our ingredient".

Nikki suggests to her an idea, "We could talk to someone".

"Oh yeah", Mabel refuted, "Wait, no. That's no good. We don't know their language".

"Then we'll try to improvise…somehow".

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"If I know how to adapt, it's by close observation", Nikki confesses, "You see while we were doing the whole yard sale thing, I did a few examinations on how the people speak. Naturally, I had to go up close and put all my focus on how their language works. It likely scared some customers away, but it was worth it".

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Nikki approaches one of them, unaware it is a mannequin as it is covered in elaborate clothing, covering its entire body with coats, scarf, and a straw hat and glasses, "Hey there, uhhh….Suo. Looks to me you're lost. Can you help us directly, ummmm".

Nikki realize the figure isn't moving. Confused, she tried tapping it, "Hey, are you listening to me?"

Getting a bit annoyed, she proceeds to push it causing the figure to fall, which causes a chain of event, leading several boxes from small to big to fall on one another, eventually falling onto a security guard.

The two girls saw what happen and quickly bolted out of there, with Mabel snatching Waddles with her.

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( Cuts to Archer ).

King Archer and Ceviche are stuck way at the back of a line, outside of a small supermarket.

"Damn it", King Archer commented, "This is taking too long. I have a two minute patient limit and this is taking over an hour!"

"We only got here like a minute ago", Ceviche mentioned.

"Exactly!"

"You think it best we go look somewhere else?" Ceviche asked, "I think there's another market selling the same item".

"Look, I ain't gonna waste my time going inside, likely having some stench-invested room with a fifty percent chance of getting a nose bleed because someone thought mixing rice grass and hot sauce would be a good idea!"

"We can cover our nose".

"Ceviche, you ain't getting it", King Archer said, turning to face the line, "There has to be a way we could get inside much faster. Hmmmm…..wait, I got it!"

King Archer proceeds to pull out his badge to show everyone and begin shouting, getting everyone attention, "EVERYONE! THIS IS A ISIS SITUATION! I DEMAND EVERYONE TO MOVE ASIDE SO WE COULD GET THROUGH THIS INSTANT!"

( 2 minutes later ).

King Archer is handcuffed and slammed head first onto the front police car by an officer, "OW! Quit it! What the hell?! You guys know what Isis is?! I thought this country was neutral or something!"

Ceviche can only watch along with a crowd of people mummering and taking photos or recording of the events as King Archer is shoved into the police car.

"Guys! Come on! I'm not related to that other Isis", King Archer shouted, as the car is driven off, "I mean, I'm related to a different kind of Isis! No! I meant…..damn it!"

"Oh no", Ceviche utter, "I'm left on my own device. I mean granted, I'm kinda glad he's gone, but like, half and half morality wise this is pretty bad".

"Hey, hey, mister goat boy", A middle aged, glasses wearing man asked the boy, "Can you help me locate a fish store around here? I'm kinda lost here".

"I'm lost too", Ceviche replied, "I don't have anyone to rely on or follow. I feel like I've always been quiet, do I feel quiet?"

"Nah. You're alright. Anyways, fish store. Where is it?"

"Oh, I'll help ya".

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"I've always tried to help out", Ceviche said, "I haven't really done much besides doing my thing and having to agree and be berated by Archer. So it is kinda refreshing for me to help out some of the people here. It kinda cleared my mind a bit after having to follow Archer all day and doing his work. Not that I don't mind, I just found his behavior to be not favorable".

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( Cut to Zulius and John Redcorn ).

"Can you believe the nerve of that guy?" Zulius asked John, "He seriously thinks he can just boss us around like we are his lackeys".

"I really don't know why we bother working with him".

"Exactly", Zulius said, shifting the topic onto a different discussion as they're walking through the curious crowd, "So ummm….what's your deal for competing on this show?"

"My my deal?"

"Uh huh", Zulius said, "I'm just gonna get straight to the point, you sure are random to be picked for this show. Like, totally random".

"Says the guy who's a centaur".

Zulius gasp, "Excuse me?!"

"Sorry, sorry, didn't mean that", John replied, "You see I'm not really too interested in competing on this show, but once I could make a good fortune and do whatever I want with it, I'd thought it'll be a brilliant opportunity".

"Brilliant huh?"

"Yes".

"Alright, no judgment", Zulius replied, "I'm just here for the fame and glory".

"Good reason, good reason", John said, as he try to look for a different topic to discuss as the awkward silence return, "I….never tell this before, but I'm in a deep pickle here"

"What? That whole Nancy thing?"

"Yes, wait…you know?"

"Umm pretty sure some of us know", Zulius replied, "You kinda have been spurring out her words here and there".

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( Flashback at the house ).

Early at night, Zulius, Tomie, Mabel, and John Redcorn are watching a movie together.

The movie itself is a drama movie, which causes Redcorn to tear up and eventually crying his eye out, much to their discomfort.

"You know this reminds me of Nancy", John Redcorn said, "We used to hang out like this, before Dale came into the picture. All cozy and soft. What happened to that time…WHAT HAPPENED?!"

He then broke down crying.

"Sheesh, this guy need some therapy", Mabel said to the others.

"NANCY! WHY?!"

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"Oh, right", John replied, having heard this and being quick to change better judgement, "Listen, this is kinda personal, but…you don't know if I share it with you, right?"

"Go right ahead. I'll be listening".

"Great, great, it won't take long. I promise".

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"I knew there was some weird gossip drama going on with that guy", Zulius confess, "Although in my defense, I probably should've prepared myself for what I'm about to hear. Oh yeah, about the whole gossip pause thing, yeah Mxy found out and told me to cut it out if I want to stay in the game, which blows".

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( Cuts to Lisa and Octavia ).

At the central market, Lisa and Octavia decided to use this time to explore further within the area of Phnom Penh.

Particularly in this massive structure. From the exterior to the interior, a busy market is going on, selling all sorts of goods.

The main complex itself has four, long rectangular structures stretched out with the center being a dome. Everything about it was art deco with yellow and white being its main primary colors.

"There it is, Octavia", Lisa said, "The Central Market of Phnom Penh. Isn't it marvelous?"

"Yeah, kinda is", Octavia then asked, "Aren't we supposed to get some ingredients?"

"Nah, I wouldn't really worry too much about it. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to explore around".

Entering within the structure is a vast, large yellow open area where more markets thrive in, with it containing glass stands and focusing on an array of other technological devices. It also included more values than foods, clothing, paintings, statues and other things that can be seen here such as jewels and gold.

"It's amazing, right?" Lisa remarked, "So much wonder and history. It's amazing this structure still stand".

"I guess so", Octavia said, taking photos around her.

"You know I never ask this", Lisa said, "Actually, I don't think I ask this in more detail, but have you always been shunned in?"

"Most of the time, yes", Octavia replied, "Rarely I ever gone out in the mortal world like here. My Dad never lets me, nor my mom".

"Yeah, I can tell you have a really tough life back at home".

"Oh tell me about it", Octavia told her, as they arrive at the center piece, which was a clock tower. Both of them sat down for a bit, "My father has been busy with all sorts of things. Marriage problems, his existential crises, more relationship issues, all the sorts. Meanwhile, my mom is a complete bi-"

Lisa almost gasped from what she was gonna say, but Octavia retracted, "Sorry, sorry, she isn't always around with me….or care for me".

"Gosh, I'm sorry to hear", Lisa said, "I have no idea your homeland could be this complicated".

"Yeah well, it's hell. Figurally and literally", Octavia said, "Most of the time I stay in my room, texting friends and usually come out to eat and sh*t. You don't understand how hellish it is just living in the same house with those two. Always bickering and arguing. I was thinking of sneaking out and living on my own".

"I see", Lisa said, "Well don't feel too down about yourself. I'm sure everything will be fix".

"As if".

"Even if it doesn't, always…uhh, continue living".

Octavia knew she wasn't giving out the best advice, but she appreciate it.

"Anyways, ummmm….my home life isn't any better", Lisa said, "Not to say it far worst, but-"

"I know, I know, I don't expect your life to be as hectic as mine".

"Oh it is hectic", Lisa explain, "I have a really annoying older brother, my little sister can be a bit dangerous at time and my dad….well, he can be a little clumsy"

"And what about your mom?"

"She's fine. She always looks after all of us".

"Oh, that's nice. I don't see how hectic your life must be".

"We literally became fugitives after my dad dumped toxic waste into the Springfield river".

"You serious?"

Lisa can only give her a deadpan expression, indicating she's being serious about this event.

"Huh…wow".

"Yeah I know", Lisa said, "Everything works out in the end. Except my boyfriend, we…..broke up".

"Sad to hear about that".

"Eh, it's nothing new. Admittedly, I kinda knew we wouldn't really be together that long. What with how many boys I manage to fall in love with".

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( Cut to Po ).

Po stood in front of a small shop. Many signs and posters plastered onto the windows and on the sidewalk seem to imply that it consists mainly of antiques, but also food ingredients.

"Okay, there doesn't seem to be any customers here", Po remarked, "Seems open, though. Welp, time to get in there and fully immerse your world, Dragon Warrior! Wait, what am I saying and waiting around here?"

Po entered the shop.

Just like what he assumes it to be, the store is filled with many items and materials. On the left side are the shelves area and fridges and on the right contain mainly the back wall shelves with boxes, as well as the main counter.

The room is fully clustered with all sorts of assortments. From spices to beans to carpets to antique cups and cabinets.

"Wow, pretty well decorated", Po remarked, then bumping into a statue, which caused it to fall by accident, "Oh! Oooh! No! Sorry! Ummm…."

Po quickly picked it up, "Hope no one saw that".

"Trust me, you're lucky no notice. These things are quite valuable to some collectors".

"Whoa, you can talk? Are you like…some kind of trap spirit or a spirit manifesting as this statue or something?"

"Ummm no, you're talking to an inanimate object", The voice said, "I'm actually behind you".

Po turned around and was a little startled by an old man. The old man has a long, white beard and hair. He is skinny looking with one blank eye. He wears a cloth that slouch around his body, shirtless, and short, baggy pants. He's seen hanging upside down, clinging onto a rope, "Like what you're seeing?"

"Uhh yeah! Totally", Po responded, leaning near the statue, which caused it to fall again, stunned by it again, "Sorry".

The old man smiled, "It's fine. You're not the first one to break my stuff".

"Oh, I see", Po then asked, following the old man to the counter, "Your aren't freaked out by a talking panda, are you?'

"No. I encountered many oddities before. The only odd thing I found odd about you is the lack of shirt".

"Well I mean I am a famous martial artist", Po replied, "Got to keep my body in shape…wait, your not wearing any shirt".

"I got this sash wrapped around my body so it counts!", The old man cackled, leaped behind the counter and asked, "So what brings you here? Looking for antiques? We have loads of 'em. From statues, mostly pedestals, bronzes, a few trinkets of broken down nipples from statues, a bottle from the Cham period containing…..nothing!"

"Uhhh, cool stuff", Po explained, showing him the paper note, "But I'm not here for any of that. I'm actually supposed to buy a specific ingredient, Pork".

"Ah! So that's what you need", Old man said, as he opened up a hatch beneath the floor, which sprung tons of dust, "Unfortunately, I don't store pork in the fridge. I store them here! Where nobody will see them!"

Po coughs from it for a bit, as the old man enters down the stairway to search for it, "Hold on for a second. This may take a while".

"Uhhh alright then, take your time", Po leaned near a shelf, only for the shelf to break down, causing a jar to fall and shatter, "Oh! Sorry!"

The formation of a smoke from the glass culminated to the release of a transparent, exaggerated looking serpent dragon with horns, a detach eye, and wearing a crown. His color is primarily red and gold.

"Free! Free at last!" The serpent shouted, "Now that I'm free! I can finally do what I always wanted!"

"And what that might be?"

"Feasting everyone! You first!"

"Ah!"

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"I wasn't prepared for that to happen!" Po confessed, "I swear!"

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( Cuts to Furrball ).

Furrball was walking on all four, carrying a bag load of cash on his back and looking around.

He gets a bump on a few folks, but some move away to allow him to get by more easily.

He wonders where he could get some fish. He can't simply reach the riverside since it too far away so he figures the market may have some fishes on display.

As he roams around, he notices a nearby market that is selling fish, layout on a plastic tarp. The established owner of the market is giving out fishes to near by customers, outside of the wide entrance that led to the interior store, which sold other fish related material.

Furrball was delighted. As he ran toward it, a motorcyclist passes by which causes all of his cash to be flown away, much to his shock.

"Look! Free money!" Random man pointed, as this led to everyone scrambling to grab the cash, which resulted in everyone fighting each other with one person literally grabbing the nearby motorcyclist and hitting someone with a motorcycle.

Furrball desperately tries to retrieve the money he owns, but is immediately caught up in the midst of the rampage.

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( Cuts to Ruby Gloom and Idree ).

The two of them are walking through a pack market area, selling all sorts of food and ingredients to passing by motorcyclists and people. Some are locals, some are tourists, others are workers doing their best in helping the community.

"My eyes are being violated just by seeing how these people dress", Idree commented, "That woman isn't even wearing anything, but a bra".

"Well what do you like to wear?" Ruby asked, attempting to stir up a normal conversation.

"Nothing. Just this, and that's all", Idree replied, gesturing to his robe.

"Hmmm, well I can't really judge your fashion sense", Ruby said, "Perhaps you haven't worn much outside of that".

"I wore other robes you know", Idree replied, "I just haven't cleaned them, which you should do for me if you're helping me".

"I would, but you gotta be nice about it", Ruby replied, making Idree grumble, "Anyways, I guess we should try searching which market has our ingredients".

"And why're you still insisting on joining me? I can handle this on my own".

"Idree, I care about you and your well being. I just think the way you are going about it isn't going to be anything but malice. So it's my duty to make sure you don't choose that route".

Idree began to be agitated, "I know how to control my emotion. Watch".

He demonstrates his self-control by approaching a random market stand, owned by a elderly lady with a straw hat.

"You! I need to know if you have this ingredient matching its description", Idree demanded, but due to his lack of Khmer language and the barrier between them, the elderly lady was left confused.

"Huh?"

"I said, do you have this ingredient?" He asked, raising his voice a bit and shoving the note at her face.

This only seems to confuse and annoy the woman as she yells back.

It also infuriates Idree even further, "Shut up! Speak English! Tell me if you have it or not?!"

"Idree, she doesn't know what you're saying", Ruby told him, "Let me handle it for you".

"No! I can handle it on my own!"

"Hey!" A younger, adult man wearing a white t-shirt and sunglasses, came to the woman's defense, "Are you harassing my mom?!"

"Yes, and she's not giving me what I want. All I'm showing her is a picture with both English and Khmer wording here! She's refusing to cooperate!"

"Get the f*ck out of here, man".

"No!"

"Do it or else I'm going to kick your little a**!" He said, as two angry men came behind him.

"Go on and do it! I can handle it you-you-!"

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"Okay, I probably should've done something before Idree provoked a fight", Ruby confessed, "And throw out the M word".

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Ruby drags an injured Idree away from the vendors and tries to move onto something else.

"Okay, that wasn't a wise decision", Ruby told him, "Especially your choice of words".

"They deserve it".

Suddenly, a laughter is heard and she turns to see Red Skull, holding a bag of his own ingredients.

"What a sight to behold", Red Skull remarked, "I can tell you are having some problem little girl".

"Skull, how did you get your ingredients?"

"Do I really care to explain?" Red Skull replied, holding out his revolver.

Horrified by the implication, Ruby responded, "Yeah good question".

"If you ask me, you should mind your own business rather than interfering with this youth's life".

Idree groaned, as Ruby responded, "Idree still needs some direction. He may be harsh, but I can tell he just isn't used to talking to regular people, due to him being from you…uhh, you know what".

"Regardless, just abandon it already", Red Skull replied, "It won't do any good to help him lead a positive lifestyle. He's already dug himself deep into these Arabic, Mongols beliefs. There's no way he'll accept any changes to his life".

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"Believe me, I'm not one to be pushed around or let things slide", Ruby confesses, "I'm fully aware I shouldn't justify all of Idree action, but at the same time I am trying to make sure he isn't led down a bad path. It's only a matter of time".

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"Idree, Idree, please wake up", Ruby woke him, helping him up and telling him, "Listen Idree, I think we need to talk about your behavioral issue".

"There's nothing wrong with my behavior", Idree told her, "It's the customer's fault, not mine".

"No, it's not", Ruby told him, "You acting way too harsh about everything".

"You don't understand anything", Idree told her, as Red Skull noticed a vendor selling popcorn and approached him, "By Sharia law account, that women should've been complacent and do what I told her".

"Sharia law?"

"It's a law based on the Quran", Idree explained, as Red Skull is eating popcorn in the background, "It teaches those who are devoted to God to follow these rules set for them. For women, they must abide by that. For men, they must act out these laws, which is what I'm doing right now, but of course she has to make it much harder for herself!"

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"Admittedly, I don't know much about Idree belief", Ruby confesses, "Or well verse into it. All I know is Idree comes from a pretty bad group of guys who, from what I heard, aren't exactly pleasant".

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"Idree, I don't have a much better grasp at understanding someone else's belief, nor am I going to judge without knowing the bigger context here because I really don't have time for that", Ruby told him, "But what I'm seeing right now, it seem your having a bit of a social problem. Someone who acts on hostility, rather than hospitality".

"What?"

"Yeah that doesn't sound right", Ruby said, "What I'm trying to say here is maybe try taking a step back and take it easy. No one here has done anything wrong with you so you need to show a bit of respect if you want to make it through this".

Idree sighs, "Alright, fine. I'll try to remain calm throughout this challenge. Just so I can get out of this place".

"Finally. You're being rational right now".

Red Skulls watches, proceeding to crush his popcorn box and sneering at them.

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"I cannot let that girl ruin this for me!" Red Skull shouted, "He has enough hatred in his heart to be a worthy member of Hydra. I need to ensure that doesn't happen".

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"You know, little girl",Red Skull approaches them, seemingly offering some extra hands for them, "Perhaps I should join in this little experiment of yours, since I'm done and all".

"Ummm okay, but just to let you know", Ruby told him, "Idree is not a lost cause".

"Then let's see about that".

"I-I don't know how to feel about this", Idree told them, "You two are extremely weird fighting for me".

( Cuts to Blitzwing ).

Blitzwing is walking on the road, minding his own business while causing several property damage and vehicles crashing.

Some of the locals can only pass by and look at him in awe, usually taking videos or photos.

"Stupid paper", Blitzwing said in his hot headed form, looking at the note, "This isn't specifying anything about what kind of ingredients".

Blitzwing face changes from hot to cold, "I have not a single clue what sausages are. Ugh, having been on Earth for so long and having not been familiar with their food. I feel like my life has meet a pitiful moment".

Just then, a motorcyclist began ramming his vehicle at Blitzwing leg. A very angry motorcyclist, carrying sausages in his metal, bolted basket.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! You stupid big guy!" A khmer man yelled, "Move outta the way! I'm trying to get home!"

"Sorry, but do you know what sausages are?"

"Sausage? Are you stupid? This is sausages! So get out of the way!" the motorcyclist shouted, still not being fazed by the giant robot, "My wife is already angry at me. Also, I think she's cheating on me with some guy who owns a noodle restaurant next door, which…I didn't realize it was a noodle shop".

"Sausages!" Blitzwing face switch back to hot, demanding him in a threatening tone and using his two tank torrent to aim at him, "You give them to me, now! Or else I blow your head off!"

"Screw you! These are half off!" The motorcyclist replied, turning around and driving off.

"Hey! You get back here!" Blitzwing shouted, transforming into a tank and moving out, much to the confusion and amazement of the civilians.

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( Cuts to Reg and Dororo ).

Both of them are traversing through a large crowd of people where the likelihood of any vehicle passing through is zero to none.

"Okay, gotta look for stuff, stuff, and total stuff", Dororo said, "This shouldn't be hard. Just found a store, found the right item, and bam! We're done".

"Doesn't sound that challenging", Reg remarked, looking around.

"I know! Makes it easier for us you know".

"What about the language barrier?"

"I'm sure that won't be a problem".

"Right", Reg replied, "Umm, no offense, but you and the others seem to be taken this well, after what we've been through".

"Eh, just the normal, typical life of being in that house".

"I know that, but aren't you a little worried right now", Reg asked her, "We almost died back when we were facing the python. I don't know when we might encounter something similar to this".

Dororo sighs, stopping and turning toward him, "Reg, I know where this is going and I think we need to talk about your worrying problems".

"What's wrong with me being worry?'"

"It's getting annoying, alright", Dororo told him, "I was being generous, nice, and even understanding, but now you've been a bit erratic recently".

"Oh", Reg responded, coming to his realization and feeling apologetic about it, "I'm sorry".

"Look Reg, just tell me why you're acting this way", Dororo replied, "If something is bothering you just tell me".

Before this matter could persist, Dororo and Reg stop and see a store owner being harassed by a couple of bikers.

The bikers are the same one from the yard sale. Buzzer, Torch, and Machete.

The store owner is a skinny man with buck teeth and wearing a headband, quivering at them as Buzzer holds out his chainsaw near his face.

"Sir, I don't have any soda brand you are looking for. We don't sell it here", The man pleaded for them before getting his collar snatched by Machete, putting his shotgun near his face.

"Do you think we are idiots?" Machete asked, "We know you keep the good stuff around here".

"Yeah, so you better cough it up", Buzzer added, "Or else".

"Please! I don't sell them here! My store only sell the ones exclusive to this country".

"Your lying!"

Reg quickly intervenes at the moment, telling them off, "Hey, leave him alone!"

The store owner drops, as the Dreadnoks approach them.

"Hey look! It's that weird, robot kid from the yard sale!", Buzzer pointed out, both of them quickly recognize one another.

"Yeah, I recognize his little symbols on his face", Torch commented.

"You better leave now or else!" Reg warns them.

They surrounded him as Dororo could only watch with concern.

"What are you going to do about it?" Machete asked, aiming his shotgun at his helmet.

"Yeah, your just a short, little dingo with no ma", Buzzer added.

"Trust me", Reg told them, "I'm not someone who's going to hold back. Not when someone is in harm's way".

They all begin to snark and cackle.

"No quips, no bark", Machete clicks his shotgun, readying to blow his face off, "Too bad ya gonna die like this".

Reg immediately didn't hesitate and punched Machete right at the upper cut, knocking him on the ground.

Much to the two Dreadnoks' shock.

Buzzer uses his chainsaw to swing at him.

He quickly leaps backward and lunges himself with a kick, striking him against the solid wall.

Torch lit his torch gun and aimed it at Reg, "Why you! Now you have done it! Prepare to be burned!"

Before Reg could maneuver, Dororo quickly threw a huge brick at him, knocking him out.

"So much for being a legit obstacle", Dororo remarked, casually.

The Dreadnoks, scared and frightened, quickly recovered and decided to bolt.

"Let's get out of here!" Machete said to the boys, "We ain't gonna deal with these brats!"

"Yeah, you all are sorry!" Buzzer shouted as the three of them ran off.

Once they left, Dororo checked on Reg, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine thanks".

"Sure, gives you an idea why I'm not paranoid all the time".

"Oooooh thank you, children! Thank you!" The store owner is delighted and relieved, approaching the two, "I thought I was cooked back there. My business wasn't in good condition, and I sure hope it doesn't get worse until those mooks arrive".

"No problem", Dororo replied, smirking, "Just helping out, that's all".

Reg took a peak look at the store, as it seemed to be clustered with dust and cramp with boxes and overstuffed garbage.

"Speaking of, I notice your store isn't properly laid out well", Reg took notice.

"Yeah, take an education guess why", The Store owner said, "I'm too lazy to clean everything in there. That's why I rarely got any customers".

"I see", Dororo thought about it, until reaching an interesting idea, "How about this time. We'll help you and in return, you'll give us something that we need".

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"See. Not that easy", Dororo replied, "Kinda wonder those three punks are still around. Ah whatever. They probably not that important. I wonder how Mabel and Nikki are doing?"

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( Cut back to Mabel, Waddles, and Nikki ).

Cueing a montage, both the girls and Waddles are playing around the mall.

They go cart riding, which one of the staff tries to chase after them.

They go on sightseeing, observing a mannequin wearing a horse mask until a security staff spot them, causing them to dash off.

They go on textile admiring, as both the girls rubbed their cheeks near a piece of textiles, all the while the middle age vendor female owner watched on with a deadpan expression.

Waddles is even caught up in this fun as he tries to bite on a piece of fabric of some random scare customer, only for Mabel to stop him and pull him away.

They did try to show their ingredient to a few passers by, but none seem to bother or care, either due to language barrel or have no knowledge of.

Before being found out by security and continuing their chase.

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( Cuts to Hellboy ).

"Yeah, mysterious boy, gears on his body, call himself Steam Lad", Hellboy said through a transmitter near his ear, "Figure he has some ties to that lady. The only problem is talking to him".

Vicky manages to find him, holding up the ingredient for him and Hellboy, "Big man! I got the item we need! It was pretty easy. The owner of the store was very kind and he said some wonderful things about your body".

"It's complicated, but I'm gonna ask one of those kids to give me some info", Hellboy said, "Look you want me to do this job, so I'm doing it my way".

"Umm, who are you talking to?"

Hellboy took notice of a confused Vicky, "Crud".

"Why are you hiding in this alleyway?" Vicky asked, quietly, "Are you really talking to something ghostly?"

"Uhhh kid", Hellboy bent down to speak to him, "I think it's about time I spill the bean".

"That's okay", Vicky proceeds to pull another item from the bag, which is a canned of beans "They also sell these bean canneds for free".

"Uhhh, no. Not that…..huh, they look fresh".

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( Back to Blitzwing ).

"Come back here you filthy human!" Blitzwing shouted, still chasing after the motorcyclist, "I need those sausages!".

"Scram! I got these for a fair price!" The motorcyclist responded, "I ain't giving em away!"

Blitzwing began firing, but by doing so recklessly and carelessly it resulted in many property damage and fleeing people.

He chases after him until he eventually stops right in front of traffic, "What the?!"

"Hahahaha! Loser!" The cyclist shouted, without realizing he's falling down a hill.

Tumbling down until he hit the ground and began to drag himself out of there.

"Hey! Get back here!" Blitzwing shouted, "I'm not done with you!"

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"I probably should've just transformed into a jet and caught him from there", Blitzwing said in his cold personality, "I wasn't exactly thinking straight by the way".

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( Back to John Redcorn and Zulius ).

"Can you believe that", John continued to ramble on about his relationship problem to Zulius, who was looking pretty uncomfortable of the situation, "Nancy keep insisting we should not reveal this to Dale, yet I'm here busting my hands off her shoulder and hanging out with Dale, who I feel deserve to know this!"

"Uhhhh…yeah".

"Like, I know. The repercussions are brutal, I know. With Dale, he seems capable of understanding it….sort of. He'll get it, he has to be. He can get behind one of my kids being an alien. I don't see why not".

"Ummm sorry, but is your friend here okay?" A young adult, Khmer woman asked Zulius, with her and her friends being hugely concerned.

"Oh yeah, he's totally fine", Zulius replied.

"I want your input", John asked him, along with the confused and nervous onlookers, "Do you think I'm doing this out of malice? Or am I just a sad, sad, sad cow! What is it?"

"Uhhhh, I don't know".

John is left stunned, but turns back around to ramble on by himself, "Alright, I'm probably getting ahead of myself. Maybe I'm just being paranoid and need some help".

"Yeah, this isn't helping", Zulius said, then noticing the woman's nails and purse, "Ooooh, I love your purse! Does it come with nail polishers? I like them too".

This led to the female group laughing, as Zulius is too glamor by their stuff which result in him departing with the ladies, leaving John by himself.

"Sometime I'm wondering If I made the right decision or not", John asked himself, "I love Nancy, but…I feel disgusted in having to marry another man wi-oh cr*p, I forgot. I got to get my ingredient….but where?"

He notice a prostitute hanging around near a store, gesturing him which got him in a delighted attention, raising an eyebrow by the sight of her.

"Well, guess that fixes my problem".

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Somewhere in an ally, Dororo is snickering at herself as both he and Reg finally get the necessary ingredient.

"Heheheh, looks like you and I aren't going any time soon", Dororo said, "Thanks for doing something drastic back there. Things could've gotten a whole lot worse".

"It's fine", Reg replied, "I wasn't expecting to see those guys again".

"Yeah, shocking I know", Dororo said, "Guess we truly live in a small world then",

"Anyways, guess it's best we be on our way before the others make it".

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on there", Dororo stop him, before he could head out into the street, "We still not done yet".

"What?"

"Reg, I still need to know why you've been acting so weird lately", Dororo said to him, "Ever since the Python incident, you've been acting way more protective than I initially thought you would. It's like what happened yesterday really trigger something in your".

Reg took the moment to process this, as he then explained to her about his feeling, "I'm sorry. I got too hung up about everything. From the creepy lady to the python to now it confirms everything from the night search challenge to be real".

Dororo sighs, "Look, I get it. Currently it's been stressful. Right now, I can't let things like that bother me too much. Already got enough problems back home to deal with".

"So you're not that concerned about it?"

"No, of course not", Dororo told him, "None of us are. Well, besides a few but some of us are just too occupied with most things. And besides, I handle things on my own. It's not like I ain't used to dealing with supernatural stuff before".

"That's not what I'm trying to imply here", Reg replied, "I don't want to make the same mistake".

"Same mistake? What do you mean by that?"

"The thing about me is…I almost lost someone back in my world".

This got Dororo attention.

"I didn't feel like sharing this, but the truth is I've always been afraid to lose someone. It didn't matter whether we were experienced Cave raiders or not. I'm just worried that if I screw up I'll lose someone".

"Wait, cave raiders?" Reg, did you almost lost someone back in your home world?"

Reg nodded, "Yeah, it was…well, it wasn't a long time ago. I don't know how time works here, but back before everything transpired I was someone who didn't have much of a memory".

"Wait, you don't remember anything about yourself?"

Reg shook his head, "No clue. All I remember is I had some history with Riko's mother. Riko, by the way, was my friend back home. She show me everything, help me get through and was someone I look up to. Eventually, we receive a message from her mom, telling us to head down the Abyss. We did just that.

Riko was a Cave Raider so she's an expert toward any stuff going down within the Abyss. I know she's strong-willed, but even then I made it my promise to protect her from any danger like any creatures that try to harm us, tasting food to see if they are safer to eat, and anyone that gets in our way".

"Wow, so essentially you took the heavy burden for her. I honestly would say it's a bit selfish, but that's coming from me".

"She's not selfish. She helps me too, you know!"

"Alright, alright sorry. Continue".

Reg nodded, then continued, "Right. After we left the last Abyss, we made it into the 4th Layer. From what Riko told me, the 4th layer was very humid so I didn't think there wasn't going to be another obstacle we had to go through. However, we encountered this….thing that almost killed Riko".

The tone of voice changes. From a calm, but neutral sounding voice to a deeply, harsh sorrow one.

She notices it right away, then Reg seemingly tearing up confesses out loud, "Everything happens so fast. I almost lost her. She-she was bleeding, compulsively. I didn't know what to do at that moment. Wa-was I supposed to look for a cure? A call for help? Anything?"

"Reg…", Dororo said his name, noticing him getting emotional and wanting him to stop.

"She wanted me to cut her arm off!"

Dororo was stunned to hear this.

"She wanted me to cut the wound off to prevent the infection from spreading. I didn't want to do it because I was worried, confused, and…and…", Reg proceeded to put his hand to his eye, tearing up from his past experience.

Dororo sat there in silence, only remarking, "That was….. Tense. Reg, I'm so sorry to hear about this".

"It's okay", Reg recovers, "It's fine. It's in the past now. Afterwards, we met Nanachi who came about at the right time to save her, and in return we allowed her to tag along".

"Dang, that must've been hard to stomach", Dororo replied, "Having to worry whether or not your friend might make it, and having no idea what to do. That's rough".

Reg nodded, "I'm sorry if I burst out like that. I didn't mean to do that. The memories of it just shook me to the core".

Dororo placed her hand on his shoulder, "Reg, may I tell you something".

"Yeah?"

"I know our experience isn't anything similar, but I can totally feel what you've been through, only in this case your lucky to still have", Dororo explained, "You see my childhood isn't exactly a perfect one. Me and my family were bandits, really. Raiding and pillaging any town nearby. We weren't bad people or anything. My Dad just had something against the emperor at the time so we were on the run".

"Oh, that's sad to hear", Reg remarked, "Did anyone hurt you?"

"Nah. Not really. It wasn't all hopeless, though. I had my Mom, my Dad, everything was alright until one of our members backstab us, leaving us to fend for ourselves".

"That's horrible!"

Dororo nodded, continuing, "It only gets worse from here. We barely manage to survive on our own. Going from one broken village to another. Eventually my Dad died after he tried to pick a fight with the authorities. And as for my Mom, she…"

"She what? What happened?"

"She…died from an illness", Dororo replied, "I don't know from what, but I remember she died in a field of flowers before seeing me one last time".

"I'm sorry to hear", Reg replied, "I didn't know you had to go through all that".

Dororo sighs, "It's alright. I move on from that. After I lost..pretty much everything I was kinda left on my own for a while. Just stealing things and scamming people, the usual".

"That got to be rough, not gonna lie".

"Yeah", Dororo replied, "But I kept going ever since. I never let the past bother me that much. I just kept strolling and strutting".

"I see", Reg replied, "I guess I've just been too scared of losing any of you".

"Hey, it's alright", Dororo told him, "We are in this together, remember?. If anything happens, we can always find a way to get out of any situation. And with your resilience, I'm hopeful we all will be alright".

This cheers Reg up a bit, as her acknowledgement and understanding quickly assures him enough to not feel too emotional about it, "Thank you. I appreciate that much".

"No problem".

Her snickering smile brought a small comfort of relief to Reg as the two cheered up from their past experience.

Unknown to them, their emotional bond together was still being watched by Cherieng from the pool of vision, staring down at them with curiosity and silence.

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( Cut back to the Red Skull, Idree, and Ruby ).

Idree remains wounded after he receives another beating he endured from an angry vendor while Ruby helped him through.

"Ok, I'm not gonna fault you for acting that way", Ruby said. "But I will say…maybe be a bit less brash. Just because a guy was playing music a bit too loud, doesn't mean you should act physical".

"I think he tore my hair off".

"We just need to approach this more….well, less of that method".

"Blah, I feel like we could spread the process up by the old tactic of authoritarianism", Red Skull said, "In other words, just point a gun at them. Their cry's won't matter".

"No, we not doing that".

"Idree seem to favor it, isn't that right?"

"I rather prefer any option to that", Idree said.

"No, we are not going to use threats", Ruby told them, "We're gonna try again and have Idree act appropriately in a way that doesn't anger any bystander or vendors".

"And how do you propose we do that?", Idree asked, "We don't know any of their language so it's less likely we are going to get anything".

"Don't feel crummy about it. I'm sure there's another way?"

"How?"

"Well I've been trying to tell you this. Maybe you should lower your voice and act nice. I seen some tourists doing just that".

"Some of them, mind you, I deeply found repulsive as either the French or Americans", Red Skull said.

"Nicer doesn't help you", Idree tells Ruby, "It is ineffective. Using force is the best option in any scenario to get your way".

"Jeez, did they teach you this?" Ruby asked.

"Yes, and it is the correct method".

Ruby sighs, then noticing a vendor across from them selling the same item they needed, "Idree, look! What a coincidence! He is selling the same ingredients as we are".

"Oh good", Idree sarcastically said, "Here's a better idea. Go ask him and see how that works out".

"Listen Idree", Ruby explained, "As much as I really want to do just that, I need you to do this. For our sake".

"Why? Couldn't we wait for another time?"

"Idree, this is the one time we are out in a public area. So far, all you did was lashing out and acting like you have any authority, which isn't helping anyone. You need to stop acting like this, otherwise we are going to lose.

Idree rolled his eyes, "Fine. I'll try again and be nice. If this doesn't work, you and I are on our own".

As Idree approaches the vendor, remaining calm and speaking in a much lower tone to the vendor, Ruby and Red Skull are startled a little hearing a voice behind her.

"Well took you long enough to convince him", Tomie remarked, appearing to her while holding a grocery bag containing her ingredient.

"Were you watching us?" Ruby asked.

"Sneaky witch".

"Nah, I was just passing by after I got my ingredient", Tomie replied, "It was easy swaying a random guy to buy it for me".

"Did you somehow submit to him in a way for him to do your favor?" Red Skull asked.

There was a moment of awkward silence between them, until Tomie responded back to Skull's question, "Ummm no, I just asked him to do this favor for me and he bought it for me rather casually".

This mildly surprises him, "Oh, I see".

Cutting to Idree as he is talking to the vendor. All the while staring back at the three with annoyance.

"This is seriously my life now", Idree said to the vendor who is a giant, bald man with glasses, "I don't know what to even think of any of this right now. I'm literally thrust into a group therapy session by a little girl, a guy with a skull or a women".

"I know how you feel", the Vendor responded, "I used to have three friends hogging over my affection, and I turned them all down. Very appreciated, but no".

"You tell me about it. I don't get it. What do they see in me?"

The Vendor replied, all the while bringing out the specific items he and Ruby needed to get under the counter, "Maybe they see a worthy prey. Maybe they see someone in need of help and direction. From what I'm seeing, there's a lot of interpretation you can take from action, not words or appearance".

"Well, let me tell you about my interpretation", Idree said, giving him the money from the Yard Sale challenge, "I think this is stupid. I'm a grown man. I don't need any direction, and I certainly won't trust the girls in this scenario".

"Then why do you keep allowing them to be in your life?"

"I don't know! No clue. Guess I just need someone to talk to", Idree said, as he then grab the item and give a few words to the vendors one last time, "Anyways, thanks for the ingredients".

"Your welcome. And have a nice day. I'm sure that's what one of your friends might say".

"Yeah, yeah, whatever", Idree left and approached the three, telling Ruby, "I got the stuff. Now can we go now?"

"Wait, you actually talked to the vendor this time? No lashing, no berating, no-"

"None of that, so can we go?"

"I'm disappointed", Red Skull remarked.

"Wow, that's good to hear. Great job, Idree", Ruby gives him a thumbs up, making Idree rolled his eye.

As Ruby walked off, heading back to the spot where they came from, Red Skull tap Idree on the shoulder. He turns and sees him handing him a gun.

"Here", Red Skull said, "As much as I am dissatisfied by your action, I'll give another chance next time".

---

( Back to Blitzwing ).

Blitzwing is a bit in a downer mood, while also maintaining his hot headed mode as he walks past more onlookers. Some fleeing, others taking a photo.

"This sucks", Blitzwing said in his hot headed mode, "I lost my chance to retrieve the ingredient. Now I'm going to get eliminated".

Blitzwing switches from heat to crazy, as he try to cheer himself up, "At least we got good publicity out of this! Hahahahahahaha!"

As he groaned to himself switching to cold mode, he heard a voice from one of the alleyways.

"Blitzwing, over here".

He turned to an alleyway and saw who it was.

It was Crasher, handing over the ingredient he needed, "I got something what you need".

"Hmmm, very much thankful", Blitzwing replied, "But I much prefer doing this my own way".

"Own way, hah!" Crasher told him, "You weren't even trying. Though I'll be real with you, I would rather do my own thing than having to take orders from my boss".

"Whatever. Just tell me what you need".

She then requested more info from him, specifically one, "Oh, this one you might found interesting. We want to know more about the Quintessons".

"The Quintessons?" Blitzwing is perplexed to hear this, as he personally know what the Quintessons are.

"Yes, we want to know what kind of information you know about them".

"How do you know I was familiar with them?"

"We did a little background search".

"I see then", Blitzwing then asked, suspiciously, "Why do you want to know about them?"

"I don't know. Cy-kill only told me to deliver this request to you. He didn't elaborate further".

Blitzwing think about it. He is hesitant on telling her further info about what he knows.

Eventually he came through and told her everything through whisper.

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"I know of the Quintessons before", Blitzwing confesses, "I recalled not having previous memories of them, but I'm aware how dangerous and deceiving they are. Nonetheless, I still could care less what they might do with this info. It'll do good for them anyways".

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( Back to Vicky and Hellboy ).

"Wow", Vicky said, "So…your on a mission this entire time?"

"Sort of, yeah", Hellboy replied, "I didn't want to do this, but if it means getting out of my job, then I gotta accept this semi-vacation. I rarely get vacation by the way".

"I'm really sorry to hear".

"Nah, don't be. I'm used to these kinds of things. Don't mind saving everyone, including kids like you".

"Well….if your doing this, then I'm in", Vicky said, "I can be a part of whatever task you're doing. I'll keep it a secret".

Hellboy sighs to himself, taking one sip of his beer. Then he got up and gestured to the kid to come, "Let's go. You and I don't want to be late".

"So is that a yes?"

Hellboy shrugged, which made Vicky smile.

---

( Mabel and Nikki ).

After a long day of fun and adventure, both of the girls relax within the cushions and beds inside the furniture section. Seemingly exhausted for the day.

"Man, that was fun", Mabel remarked.

"Yeah, real fun", Nikki added, "This place ain't that bad. Even the smell I like".

"Yeah", Mabel replied, "Anyways, I think we should probably resume getting our ingredients".

"Yeah, yeah, just hold on for a moment", Nikki said, adjusting her body on the bed, "Just wanna take in the vibe here for a moment".

"Not gonna lie, this feels cozy. I don't know why, it just feel that way".

"Uh huh", Nikki replied, as the both of them stare at the ceiling in silence, she eventually breaks the silence, "I know you have a crush on him".

"Wha-what?!" Mabel responds, shockingly, "Come on, what makes you think that?"

"Mabel, we've been friends for, what? Three weeks? You think I wouldn't notice you having a special interest in him".

"Yeah, true", Mabel replied, feeling embarrassed, "I thought I was being well hidden".

"Mabel, you're totally not the subtle type, just being honest with you", Nikki told her, "So what's been going on between you and Steam lad lately? Been mingling for a bit?"

Mabel sighs, getting up and sitting right beside her, "No. I just…I was hoping me and Steam lad would hang out a lot more. Now that he knows about the creepy lady ordeal, he's been on high alert".

"So he's not interested in you?"

"I don't know. I hope not".

"Mabel, listen to me", Nikki told her, "I don't care about any difficult circumstance he has, you go out there and start bonding with him".

"Do you think he'll appreciate it?"

"Yeah, I mean I've had my fair share of having fun, with or without their input. He kinda reminds me of Max in a way. All moody, unhappy, ready to make your life a living hell if you try to make him smile".

"Uhhh…"

"Yeah, not a good comparison, but you see where I'm getting at. Eventually, he'll get around it, and even start to warm to you".

"Hmmm yea, you're right", Mabel replied, "You're totally right on that. Thanks Nikki. You're the best".

"Yep. I'm a true advice giver. Especially in relationships".

"Guess that explains why you and Max are a thing?"

"Ha! No", Nikki replied, dead straight, "No we not".

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"Nikki right", Mabel confesses, "Eventually he'll get around it. I just need to keep trying and trying, until eventually he warms up to me. Heh, I'm betting he totally is right now".

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( Back to Furrball ).

After having to fight for his life, Furrball manages to retrieve enough cash to get two fishes.

He wasn't in a good state. Injured, a few bruises and a messed up fur. He still continues to press on, despite his horrible appearance.

As he tries to return to the spot in an exhausted manner, he notices something far in the alleyway.

Entering through this passage he sees over on the other side of Po using his Kung Fu move on a Naga.

"Yeah! Don't mess with me! The Dragon Warrior!" Po proclaims, getting applause, being recorded and photos taken of him by the crowd, "Jeez, hope I'm not throwing that title around too much".

"Ah! Finally find the pork you needed", The old store owner came out, holding it to him, "Here it is, my Panda fellow. Took me an hour to scavenge through it".

"Oh thanks", Po replied, taking it, "By the way, sorry about the mess I made".

"It's cool. Luckily something like this is easy to fix".

"Oh, good. Do you want me to put him back in the jar".

"Nah, I rather not. I can handle it from here".

"Sweet", Po readying to run off before giving a few parting words, "Thanks for the help, ummm-"

"Please, call me Ta Eisey".

"Right. Thanks Ta", Po said, as he jogged off.

Throughout that lasting battle, Furrball was even more at awe by his skill.

It makes him reflect about himself a bit. From having to survive through a similar life over and over again he felt the need of possible change. A change of his own strength from the perspective of one who deeply seeks a survival in this harsh world he had to endure.

Just as he reflected to himself, he didn't realize until now but he turned and noticed a growling of vicious dogs staring at him.

Furrball can only stand there, sighing to himself and pulling out a sign which read, "Let's get this over with".

---

( Back to Archer ).

Ceviche is seen leaving the store, holding a bag of items that he and Acher needed.

As he waves goodbye and walks off, King Archer arrives in a messy state, "Oh hey Archer. I got the stuff we needed".

"That's great, that's great", King Archer replied, "Man, do you have any idea how long I was stuck there?"

"Over an hour?"

"Over an hour. And they keep questioning me over and over, sometimes it's literally the same question!", King Archer explained, "Anyways, where were you at?"

"Oh, I actually helped a store owner out and he actually gave me the stuff we needed".

"So that's it. Just child labor solves the issue then".

"I wouldn't-"

"You know what, nevermind. Let's just go back and not mention this event to anyone".

---

Don and Mxy walked by, examining each and one of them of the ingredients they managed to get.

"Okay, okay, so far so good", Don remarked, "Right ingredient so far. Not gonna question what happened to Furrball".

Furrball, despite receiving severe injury where he's in a body cast on a wheelchair,gives a confident thumb up.

The mall security came and dropped both the girls, Waddles and the ingredient down, telling the host about everything, "Your kids have been causing a ruckus at the mall".

"Actually, they are not our kids", Don told them.

"Whatever. I ain't getting pay enough for this", He then leaves.

"So far, I'm impressed", Don said, "You've all made it past today's challenge".

"Eh, it wasn't that hard", Dororo said.

"Yeah, we had a bit of fun exploring, admiring the locals and architecture, the culture", Lisa replied, "You know, having a lot of gun time".

"I see", Don responded.

"Except for a select few!" Mxy said, eyeing on one specific contestants

John Redcorn who hasn't shown up.

In fact, he did show up. Late and holding up a bottle, "Sorry I'm late! I hope I wasn't too long gone".

"Actually, you're here right on time", Don said.

"Wait a minute", Mxy confronts John, "What is that?"

"Oh this?" John explained, "This is the ingredient I am supposed to get".

"No it isn't", Mxy snatched the bottle, "This is literally a hair gel!"

"Wait, what?!"

"You just got scammed".

"No, hold up!" John said, "This must be a mistake!"

"Umm nope", Don take a closer look, "There's no mistaking it".

"Yep! Which means! You're out!"

"No….no! No! This can't happen!" John goes on his knees, as he screams out in shame, "NOOOOOOO!"

"Yeah, let it out", Mxy said, holding a camera and filming everything, "Let it all out".

John Redcorn begins to cry out, much to everyone being uncomfortable by the sight of it.

"Come on", Hellboy said, "Show some dignity".

"NANCY!" John let out a cry, then he cried in tears as he tore open his shirt.

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Later that night, Steam lad is walking around within the roads, talking to himself or in his context, talking to someone.

"I don't know what to do", Steam lad said, "I'm not even sure if I made the right decision. I wasn't being rude or anything. I thought if I told her about my priority, maybe she would understand. I'm probably unsure if I made the right decision. Maybe I shouldn't have talked to her from the beginning or just not bother. What do you think, Torrica?"

He turns around, expecting a response by someone, but nobody is there. Nobody he knows or had a history with.

This left him feeling a bit disappointed, "Oh right. I'm talking to nothing again".

Then Mabel sprung up behind him, startling him, "Surprise!"

"Why do you keep doing that?!"

"Because it's fun", Mabel pulls out a wooden, snake toy and hands it to him, "By the way, I got you a present".

"It's a snake toy".

"It's a snake toy, yes! Man, you are really good at knowing stuff before I do".

"I kinda just knew from the rattling sound it makes", Steam lad replied, "Mabel, there is something I need to tell you".

"Hold on, before you say anything", Mabel stops him, "I have something to tell you. I know we only met three or four times in the past weeks, but I really like hanging out with you".

"Mabel, I-"

"And I know your busy with your job and whatever and that's fine, it's super important to you", Mabel said, "I just want to let you know that no matter the circumstance, I'll always be there to lighten the mood for you. Either from stress or existential midlife crises, I'll be there. So what were you going to say?"

Steam lad is silent for a moment, seemingly pondering over this until finally giving her response, "It's nothing. I'll tell you about it another time".

"Gotch ya", Mabel pulls out the same, identical wooden snake toy, "Hey, you wanna play tag with these?"

"Uhhh I guess?"

"Zap, zap, your tag!" Mabel pokes him in the face with the snake toy, as she runs off into the forest, calling him back at him, "You better catch me!"

Hesitant at first, Steam lad decided to join in the fun as the two played around together in a form of tag.

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That wraps up this chapter.

Certainly a more relaxed chapter where the character explores Phnom Penh. Or at least, to the extent of it.

Don't worry. We'll be returning back to this city later on. For now, this is our first introduction to it.

Moving onto characteristic progress, Idree is subtly acting a bit nicer. Or at least, not brash or lashing out as he usually does. Or in other words, not a jerk.

Reg let out his full thought on the matter, or expressed why he's the way he is. If it isn't obvious, Reg is arguably my favorite fictional character. He is just adorable, but also cool. And plus, I do feel a bit bad about what he had to go through so this chapter was definitely a showcase of his thoughts and experience. From traveling down to the Abyss to now competing on a reality show and dealing all sorts of madness here.

He is easily a character I like exploring, which is to say this is merely a tip of the iceberg that will extend down within the depth of the abyss.

You see what I did there.

Anyways, good thing he has Dororo by his side to help him and cheer him up.

Moving on, Mabel is determined to bond with Steam lad, to learn more about and understand him a bit more too, with him seemingly being tolerant about it. And Furrball seemingly gained an interest in Po fighting style.

Oh, and there's also that whole Archer reign downfall. Hope everyone is excited to see him fall in the next chapter.

And speaking of the next chapter, that's where we're going to interconnect this challenge as the cast are going to cook up something to serve for the host. It's a cooking challenge, centering around Khmer cuisine. So yeah, another chill chapter.

That wraps up my author note, but before I give a send off I might as well acknowledge everything that has happened to me.

So back in 2024, I made an update announcing my plans on keeping this story and the other stories on hold so I could finish them and release it to the public.

That was my initial idea. I may have thought up this before, but yeah this was my plan.

However now or at least, reflecting a bit more on the idea I realize it's a…well, I can't find the right term to put it, but kinda dumb.

Like sure, it did give me more freedom, more space, more time to work on every individual chapter. Hell, I found some easy method for me to finish a chapter so that there's a chance I might get this story done in the next two or three months. Maybe the same as my other spin off that really does need an update.

Now I do think that since most of my chapters are almost done I might as well just release them for your guys benefit. No need to hold the entire story on hiatus that long.

So yeah, sorry about that announcement. And as to why I didn't remain committed, I have no idea. Probably because I'm a lazy sack of sh*t who isn't known for his consistent promises.

But yeah, that's all I have to say.

So give a fav, send me a review or PM what you think of this latest chapter.

And I'll see ya guys later in the next chapter. Bye.