"People have always been drawn to the beauty of the sea…" Chris began as we start with a shot of the ocean as a shark fin approached a buoy making the seagull on it fly away in a panic. But emerging from the water was none other than Chris with a fake shark fin on his head. "Lindsay's surfing adventure turned into a trailer park disaster when a twister ruined her fun! And DJ was stripped bare! Nice pecks dude, haha. Geoff's gnarly moves allowed him to go far but when he tried to show off to his girl he took a plunge paving the way for resident surfer chick Bridgette to steal the win with Geoff only winning the ire of his teammates. The Gaffers were clear to sweep the challenge, but a little fowl play from Ronnie Anne knocked the mighty Taj MaHarold down to the ground with Geoff redeeming himself with some totally tubular dance moves in the tiebreaker while Leshawna…can this legally be classified as dancing? Cover your noses because boy did she stink! Ronnie Anne was ready to revel in her Ex being sent to the elimination ceremony but yours truly pulled a fast one and revealed the introduction of the reward challenges leading to the Gaffers staying strong with all ten members. But will it be the same tonight? Or is someone fated to ride the lamosine out of here for good? Find out next on Total. Drama. Action!"
The gentle strumming of guitar strings was heard in an area of the film lot that was a decently distance away from the trailers. The guitar strums coming from who else but the cast resident guitarist Trent. And sitting in front of him admiring his instrumental skills was of course his beautiful goth girlfriend Gwen. The two decided to head out away from everyone today on Gwen's request of wanting some time alone with her boyfriend since they haven't had the chance to do much together since Action started.
So after getting their breakfast from the craft services tent, the two headed out to find a good spot to spend one on one time together. "Great as always Trent," Gwen complimented her boyfriend as he ended the little solo he was doing. "That a new one?"
"Yep, been writing some new songs in my free time," Trent answered as he set down his guitar. He was more than happy to share his newest work with Gwen, after all right now she was definitely his biggest inspiration. Beautiful, mysterious, passionate, artistic, there was just so much to love about her not to mention how many ideas it gave him for writing music. Mostly love songs of course but those were Trent's favorites and he loved writing them. "Still need to write the lyrics but I got the instrumentals all down,"
"Well I'm sure you'll figure it out, you're really good with song writing," Gwen blushed a bit as she remembered Trent's song about camp. Sure that day also ended up being a disaster for her given the stunt Heather pulled but she tried to remember the good that day. And hey her and Trent got together anyway so that's all that really mattered. "So hey, I can't believe I never asked before but how long have you been into music?"
"Heh, well I would say my whole life really," Trent answered as he leaned back on the wall they were sitting in front of. "It always amazed me how people were able to express emotions so perfectly in an artform. I know you can do that with painting and stuff but music always spoke out to me the most. As for when I started learning how to play it was around the start of middle school my dad got me my first guitar for my birthday and I've been playing ever since.
"I can tell," Gwen complimented as she gave Trent a quick peck to the cheek that he was more than happy to accept. "You thinking of starting a band one day and making a career out of it?"
"That's the plan, I know it can be really tough to get into the music business but I wanna try and make it big," Trent grinned as he looked up in wonder. It's been his dream for years now, forming a band and making it big. Writing songs and sharing his musical creations to the rest of the world and maybe inspire other people like how he was inspired. "Only if I can find the right bandmates though. I don't wanna find people who are in it only for the fame and fortune of becoming a music star, I only wanna work with people who have as much passion for music as I do,"
"Well hey maybe I could introduce you to my little cousin sometime," Gwen offered, making Trent raise a brow in interest. Gwen's never mentioned cousins or anything before, just her immediate family so Trent was eager to hear about this. "She's only in middle school right now but he's as much into music as you are and she's really good, knows how to play a few instruments actually, even a great singer to boot."
"Really? That's really cool," Trent could definitely say he was impressed with that. He knew how to play a few instruments too, though guitar was easily his favorite and what he was best at, but it took him quite a bit of time to get that level of skill. So to hear Gwen saying her cousin was skilled with multiple instruments despite being only in middle school made her seem like a musical prodigy. And he was sure he could take Gwen's word for it, he trusted her. "Yeah, after the season's done with I'd love to go and meet her."
"Trust me I'm sure once I get back she'll be demanding to visit and for me to introduce you to her," Gwen rolled her eyes and chuckled fondly. Her and her cousin were basically polar opposites in terms of personality but somehow she always looked up to Gwen and always enjoyed getting to see her, and Gwen had no doubt she was fangirling the whole time she and Trent were getting together. "I know you two will hit it off,"
"Can't wait," Trent smiled and wrapped his arm around Gwen, pulling his girlfriend in close. "I'm glad we were able to find time to hang and talk like this, it's nice."
"Could say that again, this stupid show makes it impossible to have a moment of privacy," Gwen sighed out as she happily cuddled into Trent. Gotta savor the time they have together while it lasts, who knows how long it'll be before someone, most likely Chris, ruins their fun. "But I guess it's not all bad, after all it let me meet you~"
"Couldn't agree more~" Trent said before the two shared a passionate kiss. They were about to continue further but…
"Sooooo…" Both their eyes widened as they looked to see Owen, he followed them and was being a bit of a peeping tom on their date. "You guys gonna make out now~?"
BONK!
"Ow!" Owen let out as Gwen threw a nearby rock at his head.
"Must have left a food trail or something," Trent sighed in disappointment as Gwen sent Owen a harsh glare.
CONFESSIONAL – Gwen
"Well so much for privacy…" Gwen grumbled a bit, sour that her date was interrupted. She liked Owen, he was a good friend but man did he really need to mind his own business. "Seriously, what does it take to get at least five minutes alone with someone without someone else being a creep about it?"
Back at the craft and services tent everyone, except for Trent, Gwen, and Owen of course, were all sitting enjoying Chef's food. That's right, keyword being enjoy. No one knew what, no one knew how but somehow today Chef's cooking was actually able to be kept down and was actually bordering on pretty good! No one spoke about it though in fear that there was one key disgusting ingredient in there, or if it was a fluke that Chef would quickly 'correct' if he learned about it. So everyone silently agreed to not speak up about it at all.
The Gaffers were all sitting close to each other talking about every little thing that came to mind, the team just being friendly with each other overall. Meanwhile the Grips were mostly divided up. Geoff, despite what Ronnie Anne said yesterday, was sitting next to his girlfriend and enjoying her company. Lindsay and Tyler were making out on one of the tables, Izzy was…doing her own Izzy thing and let's leave it at that. And Duncan was sitting at a table by himself to enjoy some private time before the challenge today, the delinquent keen on avoiding his so-called 'team leader' due to her attitude. Sure he'll happily admit to being a punk and bad boy but that Ronnie Anne girl was just a psycho, hopefully with some luck he'll be able to convince most of the Grips to vote her off the next time they lose.
Speaking of Ronnie Anne, said Hispanic Psycho was once again seen talking with her alliance of Justin and Heather, the two once again calling an alliance meeting to talk about Ronnie Anne's nasty attitude. "Seriously, what the heck was up with you at the end of the last challenge?" Heather demanded to know as Ronnie Anne scoffed and rolled her eyes. Great, just what she needed. Another lecture. "We won and you still threw a hissy fit!"
"Yeah the party was pretty sick ya know, got served some genuine Hawaiian cuisine," Justin spoke up fondly, remembering the party. Sure Ronnie Anne stormed out for it but the rest of the team enjoyed it as Chris presented them a massive buffet table of tasty tropical food, drinks, and desserts. "It was delicious, you really missed out,"
"We don't need stupid parties, we need to get the other team eliminated!" Ronnie Anne yelled as she pounded her fist on the table while pointing a thumb to the Gaffers. They still had all ten team members compared to her teams 9 and she just knew her ex-boyfriend was silently mocking her for it. Didn't help that overall her team kind of sucked, she hated to admit it but if it wasn't for her little sneaky move in nailing Jasmine in the eye her team again would have faced another loss. "Can't believe Chris is putting in those stupid reward challenges, they're such a waste of time!"
"See? See? This is what we're talking about!" Heather pointed out as Justin gave Ronnie Anne a headshake. "This attitude is going to become a major problem if you keep this up,"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ronnie Anne challenged as she narrowed her eyes at Heather.
"Um, hello! Acting like a rageaholic is just gonna get our team to hate you even more than they already do! Remember what happened to Eva last season?" Heather explained, a feeling of pride entering her as she stated that. Sure her first attempt to sabotage Eva failed but the second one really got her going. But it also showed how having anger issues isn't going to help at all with this game. "We can't control these losers forever ya know? Eventually they're gonna be set on voting you out and if it comes to it the two of us will vote you out to save our own skins."
"She's right," Justin agreed as Ronnie Anne growled and glared at the two for openly admitting to betraying her. Sure she fully expected something like that when teaming up with them, but it still pissed her off to no end. She'll definitely show her dominance over this alliance if needed. "Seriously you need to be more subtle with your edge, like me~"
"Oh bringing up the subtle thing again," Ronnie Anne scoffed as she pointed to Heather. "She's about as subtle as a flying brick."
"And yet I placed third last season didn't I?" Heather pointed out before grumbling and turning her head to viciously glare at a certain blond. "Only ended up losing due to a stupid technicality…"
"Keep telling yourself that," Ronnie Anne rolled her eyes only to be met with glares from both Justin and Heather. Seeing that they weren't backing away from this, and would probably keep their word on voting her off, Ronnie Anne relented as she gripped her hair a bit. "Alright, alright already,"
CONFESSIONAL – Ronnie Anne
"I hate to admit it, but they're right," Ronnie Anne swallowed her pride as she said this. If she was gonna make it far in this game, she was gonna need to change up how she played a bit. "I need a different approach to control my teammates, I mean look at us other than me, Heather, and Duncan my team freaking stinks. Justin and Lindsay are all beauty and no brains, Tyler's gotten himself hurt in every challenge so far, Owen is only useful for eating challenges we haven't even seen yet, Geoff is more concerned with showing off to surfer girl than winning, and Izzy is literally insane!"
"Fine, more subtle," Ronnie Anne decided to go on board with what her alliance was telling her and prepared to hear them out. "What do you two have in mind?"
"Well in my case I'd use my absolutely flawless looks to get what I want," Justin bragged as he showed off his flawless smile before flexing. His teeth shined a bit in the light of the tent leading to Lindsay looking up from Tyler during their make out session to oogle Justin…and dropped Tyler on his head. "But in your case…"
Before Justin could say something that could tick Ronnie Anne off and get her off listening to them, Heather cut the handsome teen off by covering his mouth with her hand. "First and foremost, cool it with the anger," Heather stated as she pointed to Ronnie Anne, Justin narrowing his eyes a bit at the bald girl for cutting him off. "You're the leader of this team and no one is gonna follow a leader who's constantly yelling and threatening them. This isn't the army you know,"
"Well what do you suggest I do then?" Ronnie Anne questioned Heather with a raised brow. "We gotta get these useless idiots to do what we want somehow, if I don't yell at them they're just gonna lollygag the whole time!"
"And if you do yell that's a one way ticket to the lamosine," Heather dangerously pointed out before smirking deviously a bit. "You want to control them, get them to like you. Maybe listen to them, help them, do all that corny stupid friendship junk,"
"Bleh…" Ronnie Anne let out, sticking her tongue out at the thought. "Do I seriously have to?"
"Just with the guys, Justin here can just charm the girls to do what we want," Heather pointed out as Justin rose his head up high. "It's easy. Owen's easy to win over, and if you apologize to Geoff I'm sure you can win him over as well. The way to use people is make them not think they're being used, make them think they're doing stuff from their own free will,"
"Ugh this is gonna suck…" Ronnie Anne groaned out as she pinched her temples. She could already tell this was gonna be a headache and a half forcing to play nice with the members of her team. But…it would be worth it to be able to stick it to Lincoln's team and finally start bumping his own team members off. "But fine, I'll start later today when the challenge starts up."
Over by one of the tables on the other side of the tent, Dawn and Izzy sat down on the top of it together in lotus position. "Now Izzy, the key to meditation is to clear your mind and focus your energy." Dawn instructed the psycho hose beast as Dawn took a deep breath through her nose before releasing it out of her mouth. During their off days when there weren't any challenges Dawn found herself growing closer to the likes of Izzy and Jasmine, the three would spend their mornings together outside the trailers with Izzy trying to hang upside down for as long as she could before the three of them would start talking and while Izzy could tell some…crazy stories they were rather entertaining. Only Dawn couldn't tell if they were true or not, Izzy's aura was so wild and chaotic that she couldn't get a proper read on Izzy. "You have a lot of chaotic energy in you and chaos can definitely be a beautiful thing, but sometimes you need to control your energy to help steady your mind and think rationally."
"Got it! Totally got it!" Izzy grinned before copying what Dawn was doing. Izzy was actually silent and still for a few seconds…before breaking out into a hum. "Hmmm, hmmm, hmmmm, do-do-do ba-bum-ba-bum! Da-na-na-na! Da-na-na-na! Na-naaaaa!"
"Izzy…" Dawn put a finger to the crazy girl's lips. "Clear your mind, focus your energy?"
"I know, sorry, sorry it's just that I remembered this one song I heard on the radio once and it just got stuck in my head for months and months and I couldn't stop humming it and now I can't help but hum it again because it's just soooo catchy!" Izzy ranted as she completely forgot what the point of the exercise Dawn showed her was. "Has that ever happened to you where you just get this song in your head and you can't get it out no matter what and you can't help but hum and dance to it!"
"Izzy…" Dawn tried to get Izzy to calm down.
"Oh I wish I could have done the dancing tiebreaker last time because I am such a good dancer! I would have done some handstands and cartwheels!" Izzy only continued to speak a mile a minute before standing up on the table. "Oh cartwheels! Hey Dawn wanna see how many cartwheels I can do before I crash into something! Quick someone start taking count! Woooooo!"
Everyone watched as Izzy leaped off the table and began doing cartwheels all over the Craft and Services tent. "Well she's a crazy little something or other," Jasmine chuckled as she walked over to Dawn. "Take it the meditation thing didn't quite go well?"
"Can't say I didn't try…" Dawn sighed out as Jasmine giggled a bit and patted her back.
CONFESSIONAL – Dawn
"This must be what a parent of a child with ADHD feels like…" Dawn let out dryly.
As breakfast continued, everyone watched as fog suddenly began to fill up the crafts services tent from outside, making all the contestants look up from whatever they were doing to look at the cloud of incoming fog. Emerging from it was Chris, wearing what looked to be a wizard's costume consisting of a blue rob, a long white beard, and a blue wizards hat that had stars on it. Chris was silent as he walked in before he started to move his hands and suddenly produced a magical looking glitter from them.
Waving his hands around, the host suddenly formed all sorts of shapes in midair, seemingly showing off great magical expertise that got nearly everyone watching oooing and aawwwing at the sight. In reality these were all special effects set up by Chef through a controller he had set up in the kitchen. "We gotta hire an effects crew…" Chef grumbled to the camera as he wrapped Chris' magic show up.
Chris then clapped his hands and made all the remaining glitter explode in a small series of firework-like effects along with all the fog in the tent disappearing. "Prepare thyselves apprentices!" Chris dramatically shouted out in an old timey voice, acting like he was in a renaissance fair. "Thou art about to enter a fantastical realm of magic, wonder, and basement nerds!"
"What's with the bathrobe?" Duncan asked with an amused smirk, very much enjoying the sight of Chris making a nerd out of himself.
"Um, hello, it's a wizard's robe that gives me a plus 5 modifier to wisdom," Chris bragged, but from both the look and snickers of Duncan as well as from a few other of the constants watching Chris rolled his eyes and dropped the act as he started taking off his costume. "…Yeah, I know it's dorky but this is what I'm paid for. So this week's movie genre is fantasy! One of the most popular movie genres of all time filled with mystical beasts from dainty little unicorns to huge ferocious dragons, to completely out there plot lines and whacked out powers because hey it's magic and you don't gotta explain a thing! Easiest writing decision ever!"
"Hey I'll have you know Fantasy movies have plenty thought out plots," Harold defended the genre with all his heart and soul. He's watched fantasy movies his whole life and could say they were some of the most smartly written movies of all time. "Some of the greatest stories of all time were fantasy stories. Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, Harry Potter, they've all told great philosophical messages that bleed out in our world's culture to this day!"
"The last season of Game of Thrones?" Mike brought up with a bit of a teasing smirk. He wasn't making fun of Harold for his love of Fantasy, heck Mike loved the genre as well, but he couldn't help but tease a little.
"…Look I never claimed they were all winners," Harold crossed his arms and held his head up.
"You're only proving my point about the basement nerd thing dude," Chris stated with a smirk, getting Harold to glare at him.
CONFESSIOAL – Ronnie Anne
"Great, freaking Lord of the Dorks…" Ronnie Anne grumbled a bit as she slumped in her seat. This definitely wasn't a movie genre she was looking forward to getting to when she got onto this show. "Got enough of that magic crap when I was dating Lame-O, the only thing worse was his superhero obsession…"
"Now then, challenges starts in ten at the football field set," Chris instructed before looking around and noticing the lack of three players. "Where are Trent, Gwen, and Owen?"
"No clue," Lincoln answered with a shrug. "I think Gwen and Trent headed out earlier and Owen followed them."
"Well someone go get them and explain things to them, but first…" Chris gave a cheeky grin as he held up a box filled with big black robes and oversized glasses. "Everyone get into costume~!"
"Brbrbr!" Edward popped his head out of the box, wearing a version of the costume that was in his own size.
CONFESSIONAL – Harold
"I always knew I was meant to be a wizard," Harold bragged, proudly wearing the costume Chris provided to everyone. "I was top in camp at Magic Steve's Magic Camp three years running!"
CONFESSIONAL – Duncan
"…Stupid million bucks…" Duncan grumbled, definitely not happy to wear the outfit.
Ten minutes later both teams were now wearing the outfits Chris provided, with the Gaffers having gotten back Trent and Gwen and the Grips getting Owen back, and met the host at the football field set where the goal post were both replaced with a hoop on a long pole on each side and in the middle of the field were 9 red bikes and 10 green bikes, all bikes having a broom stick on each side of it. "Prepare yourself students of magic, for the first part of the Fantasy movie challenge, a good old fashioned game of Quidditch." Chris explained as he reached down and picked up a basketball that was set at his feet. "Here's how it'll work, both teams must ride their 'magic broom sticks, to try and get the ball and throw it in their respective hoop. Green for Gaffers red for Grips. First team to ten points wins and gets an advantage on the second half of the challenge."
"Is there gonna be a golden snitch?" Bridgette asked, causing many other people to raise a brow at her. "What? I read Harry Potter, I have no shame in admitting it."
"Yeah, no, we ain't doing that," Chris immediately stated, leaving no room for argument with his words. "We ain't gonna have an instant win button flying around out there, you wanna win you gotta earn it. But to help you deal with your opponents out there you'll each be given a bag of magic dust to help you cast spells!"
Chef then walked up, also wearing a black robe and big glasses, and handed everyone a small bag from the box he was carrying. Looking inside the bags, everyone saw what this 'magic dust' really was. "Uh dude, this is just pink glitter," Geoff pointed out as he picked up a few specks of it with a pinch.
"Ah, ah, ah, magic dust," Chris stated again, making a number of the contestants roll their eyes. "And to make sure we have a good clean game, our ref here will be watching the field and calling the shots."
A loud whistle blew and everyone watched as Lily walked up to them wearing a typical referee's outfit, though she still had the oversized glasses. "Alright wizards I wanna good clean game out there." Lily demanded as Chris handed her the basketball. "No ramming! No punching! No kicking! Any use of anything other than magic to attack and you'll be out of the game!"
"Everyone to your flying brooms!" Chris ordered as all the contestants went to pick out a bike of their respective teams colors.
CONFESSIONAL – Ronnie Anne
"Now this is a challenge I can do!" Ronnie Anne stated confidentially, crossing her arms. "Sure skateboards are more my thing but I definitely know my way around riding a bike!" Ronnie Anne then took a moment to look over herself and sighed at the costume she was forced to wear. "God I look (BLEEP)ing stupid…"
CONFESSIONAL – Lincoln & Harold
"Wizard bros! Wizard bros! Wizard bros!" Lincoln and Harold chanted with stupid grins on their faces.
Both teams were lined up on their half of the football field, ready to start biking at a moment's notice as Lily walked up to the middle of the field with the basketball in her hand. "On the count of three!" Lily announced as she got ready to throw the ball. "Three…
"Hey Geoff," As Lily was counting down, Ronnie Anne decided to speak up to Geoff and try a bit of what Heather suggested earlier. Just…with her own little twist. "I just wanted to say…sorry for the way I acted towards you and Bridgette. It's just that…I don't want to see you get hurt."
"Two…
"Hurt?" Geoff blinked a few times in confusion. Both at Ronnie Anne's tone as well as what exactly she was saying. "What are you talking about?"
"One…"
"Nothing," Ronnie Anne shrugged as she tightened her grip on her bike's handles. "Just noticing how close Bridgette's getting with Lincoln,"
"GO!" Lily blew her whistle as she threw the basketball into the air.
Geoff didn't have a chance to question Ronnie Anne further as the game was on. Both teams took off towards the middle of the field to try and nab the ball for themselves. It was immediately chaos on the field as the ball was constantly bounced around from hand to hand, everyone trying to keep a grip on it only for someone else to grab it. It was a mess of bikes and limbs out there with absolutely no coordination of any kind or even strategy. "Aaaaah, I love this show," Chris chuckled as he ate a bucket of popcorn Chef brought him.
"I got it!" Lincoln yelled out as he managed to get his hands on the ball. But immediately he saw both Ronnie Anne and Justin gunning it for him to try and get the ball. Looking past them Lincoln saw Bridgette holding her arms up, gesturing for him to toss her the ball. "Bridgette catch!"
Before the two could reach him Lincoln quickly tossed the ball towards the surfer girl who managed to catch it before high tailing it to the other team's goal. "I got it!" Brigette grinned as she peddled as fast as she could.
"No!" Ronnie Anne growled a bit at a smug looking Lincoln before pointing at Bridgette. "Get her!"
Multiple members of the Grips tried to chase after Brigette, but the girl proved to be a real speedster on the bike and managed to outpace everyone. Once she was in range of the hoop, Bridgette chucked the ball towards the goal with all her might and managed to score the Gaffers their first point! "Goal!" Lily called out before whistling as Chef, who was now in front of a scorecard, changed the counter from 0 to 1 for the Gaffers. "Everyone back to starting positions!"
"Awesome job there Bridgette," Lincoln complimented the surfer girl as she biked up to him, the two sharing a high five.
Meanwhile watching the whole thing was Geoff who began to put on a bit of a worried look as he looked between his girlfriend and the white haired boy.
CONFESSIONAL – Geoff
"They're on the same team, and they're good friends. Of course they'd be close. I mean…I doesn't mean anything else…" Geoff told himself with a positive look and tone, but soon his expression became unsure as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Right?"
"Ok that was a good round guys but from now on we're gonna need more of a plan." Lincoln announced to everyone as they all lined up together again. "Five of us on the offense trying to score goals, and the other five on defense protecting our goal. Bridgette, Jasmine, DJ, Leshawna, Trent, you five are the most athletic so you go on the offense trying to score goals. The rest of us will stay back in defense."
"Got it!" Jasmine grinned as she put on a determined look. "Let's do this Gaffers!"
"Three, two, one, go!" Lily again started the game after getting the basketball back. Throwing it up into the air, the teams once again began to scramble to get it, but the Gaffers noticeably had five members staying behind to guard their goal.
"I got it!" Jasmine grinned as she managed to snag the ball first. Looking forward, the Australian Amazon frowned a bit as she saw practically everyone from the Grips was gunning towards her so she couldn't try anything. "Everyone! Go long! Gonna go for a far shot!"
"From here?" Heather laughed as she and the others continued to charge towards Jasmine. "You'll never make it!"
"Wanna bet?" Jasmine grinned before rearing her arms back as far as she could bend them before throwing the ball at full force. The ball rocketed towards the sky and thankfully Jasmine had both the strength and accuracy were up to stuff as she managed to make the shot from right there in the middle of the field shocking everyone. As the Gaffers cheered the Grips put on shocked looks as Jasmine smiled smugly at Heather. "You were saying mate~?"
CONFESSIONAL – Jasmine
"Pfft, that was nothing. One time when I was playing catch with me dad, I threw the ball all across the entire neighborhood. Ended up breaking the window of the house at the complete end of it and since it was from so far away I got away scott free!" Jasmine bragged…before realizing exactly what she just admitted to. "Until I said what I did on television…hehe…sorry Mrs. Anderson…"
CONFESSIONAL – Heather
"Why does it seem everything from Australia is keen to just piss me off!" Heather yelled angrily. "I swear if I never visit that country of nothing but venomous animals it'll be much too soon."
"I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it!" Owen grinned as he biked towards the Gaffer's side of the field. Thankfully Ronnie Anne was able to snatch the ball first for the Grips only for Jasmine and Bridgette to corner her causing the Hispanic teen to toss the ball to her closest teammate, that being Owen. The big guy was keen to score for his team and was making his way towards the goal, only biking towards him to defend and steal the ball was Lincoln. "Watch out Lincoln! Imma coming for ya!"
Lincoln narrowed his eyes at Owen before reaching into the bag of glitter and taking a handful of the stuff. "Sorry about this Owen," Lincoln apologized as he proceeded to throw the glitter at the big guy's face. "Blinding spell!"
"AH! Attack Glitter!" Owen yelled out as the stuff managed to get right in his eyes. The glasses offered no protection due to the fact that they were without lenses. "It's pretty but it hurts!"
Owen then began spinning out of control allowing Lincoln to easily steal the ball away from the big guy before Lincoln looked around for any teammates to toss it too. "DJ!!" Lincoln called out as he tossed the ball to the brickhouse. "It's all you!"
"I gotcha brother!" DJ grinned as he caught the ball and began making his way to the goal. Thankfully this biking experience was going a lot better than his last one during the first season, mostly due to the fact that they weren't racing this time and DJ had plenty of protection under his robe. "He shoots!" DJ then chucked the ball towards the hoop when he was close enough, and thankfully he was able to make the goal. "He scores!"
The Gaffers cheered again as Chef changed the Gaffer's points to three, Chef sending a subtle nod of approval towards DJ.
"Ugh, come on guys we need to step it up." Ronnie Anne told everyone as the Grips all gathered up again. "We can't let them get further ahead of us!"
"Ahem," Heather harshly cleared her throat before harshly whispering to Ronnie Anne. "Remember. Be. Nice!"
"Grrr, fine," Ronnie Anne whispered back before sighing. She was gonna be kicking herself for spouting this crap later, but it'll be worth it so they could cream the Gaffers. "Listen…I know we can do this guys! I just…need you all to try harder ok! Get psyched and release your inner beast!"
"Yeah! I can get behind that!" Tyler yelled out in approval, already getting behind what Ronnie Anne was saying. That was the kind of sports lingo he lived for. "Let's do this guys!"
"Yeah! Release the beast!" Izzy grinned before raising her head up high. "Hooooooowl!"
As all the Grips began cheering along, Duncan rose an eyebrow skeptically.
CONFESSIONAL – Duncan
"So miss anger issues goes from threatening to kill everyone to hyping everyone up?" Duncan shook his head, immediately sensing that this was nothing but a bunch of bullcrap. "Yeah right, whatever she's selling I ain't buying. She's up to something and I'm gonna find out what it is. She can fool everyone else but not this guy."
"Extreme!" Tyler yelled out as he managed to get the ball into his hands in the next round. Once he was set, he immediately zoomed past everyone at high speeds to try and get to the goal. The Gaffers' defense tried to stop him but Tyler surprisingly out maneuvered them and reached a good enough distance to throw the ball. Aiming for the hoop, Tyler grinned as he thought he was about to score…only for the ball to hit the rim and bounce back. "Aw come on you gotta be kidding-Ouf!"
The ball came back right at Tyler and hit him right in the head, bouncing off the jock's skull and back towards the hoop where it managed to go through this time. "Point to the Grips!" Chris announced as Chef awarded the Grips with their first point as said team began cheering.
"Well that's certainly one way to score a goal," Justin commented with an amused grin.
"As long as it gets the job done," Ronnie Anne laughed a bit at the sight.
"I got it! I got it!" DJ said as he managed to grab the ball next round. "I got-ah!"
"I'll take that!" Duncan grinned after throwing some of the glitter at DJ's eyes. Sure it was stupid and made Duncan feel like a dork doing it but hey it worked and carved the way to earn him the Grips' second point.
The game went on and on, both teams trying their best to one up the other. Many spells of blinding were used and a break was required at the halfway point so everyone could wash their eyes out. Eventually both teams were tied up at 9 and 9 with the end nearing. "Three, two, one…go!" Lily whistled before throwing the ball again into the air, starting the last round of the day.
"I got it!" Jasmine cheered as she managed to grab the ball first and like before she got ready to make another long distance goal. "Winner's circle here we come!"
"Oh no you don't!" Ronnie Anne yelled out with a fierce look. No way was she gonna let this beanpole get an easy win for Lincoln, luckily she had a secret weapon she was saving for the end of the game to give herself a massive advantage over the Gaffers. "Justin! Now!"
"Your wish is my command!" Justin grinned as he opened up his robe to show off his shirtless form. Justin's perfect body practically shined in the sun and highlighted all his amazing features, combining that with his flawless smile made all the females, minus Dawn, as well as Owen begin gawking at him. "Feast your eyes ladies!"
"…Ow…wowie…" Jasmine let out as she lowered the ball and stared at Justin with a star struck expression.
"He's so hot~" Despite being in a relationship, Bridgette couldn't help but gawk at the amazingness that was Justin.
"Too…beautiful…" Owen breathed out with his eyes locked on Justin. "No…words…"
"I'll just take that," Justin grinned as he passed Jasmine and snagged the ball away from her. "Thank you very much."
"Yeah, sure~" Jasmine sighed out dreamily.
"Oh no!" DJ let out after seeing Justin take the ball and head towards the goal.
CONFESSIONAL – DJ
"Who does that pretty boy think he is? Just charming women and taking advantage of Jasmine and the rest of them, guy's a real jerk!" DJ yelled out before gasping at his words. "Oh woah…where'd that come from? I think Chef's tough guy lessons are getting to me, I better drink some tea and calm down."
"Leshawna!" Lincoln called out to the girl with a tude. "Quick, stop him!"
"Huh, what's that now?" Leshawna only half paid attention to Lincoln as she watched Justin bike on by.
"Crap!" Lincoln swore as he quickly got to work getting in front of the goal. "Everyone defend the goal!"
"His charm stat is too high!" Harold yelled out as he and the other members of the defense, except Gwen who was also hypnotized by Justin's charm, went to block Justin from going any further.
"Wow~" Meanwhile Lindsay was aimlessly biking forward as she stared at Justin. "He's the most gorgeous thing ever~"
CRASH!
But due to Lindsay basically blind biking, she ended up crashing into someone. That being Heather. "Ow!" Heather let out before glaring at a still gazing Lindsay. "You little…ugh!"
CONFESSIONAL – Heather
"Yep…" Heather growled out. "Still hate her."
Justin was forced to stop as Lincoln, Dawn Mike, Trent, and Harold all blocked his path. "Give us the ball Justin," Lincoln demanded as he and the others readied their magic dust to throw at the handsome teen. "You can't get past all of us!"
"Maybe not…but I can just pass it to her~" Justin smirked as he tossed the ball towards another one of his teammates. "All yours Ronnie Anne!"
"What?!" Lincoln yelled out as he and the others watched as Justin passed the ball to Ronnie Anne as she passed by them on the end of the field. "Crap we were so busy trying to stop Justin we forgot about her!"
"Sucks to be you Lame-O!" Ronnie Anne grinned before chucking the ball towards the hoop. It was a close one but in the end, Ronnie Anne made her shot and everyone watched as the Grips took victory for the first round. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"The winners! The Killer Grips!" Chris announced as the Grips all cheered with Justin once again hiding his lethally beautiful body and snapping the girls out of their trance. Once they learned what they did, or rather didn't do, they would soon be quite embarrassed and ashamed. Everyone then ditched their bikes and walked up to Chris and were ready to hear about what waited for them in the second challenge. "Alright Grips, you proved to be the superior wizards to the Gaffers so you'll be earning a big advantage in the next part of the challenge. Now ditch the robes and goofy glasses and meet me…at the volcano!"
"Um, did he just say volcano?" A worried Mike asked as everyone tensed up at Chris' words.
Sure enough, Chris was serious. Granted it wasn't a real volcano but it definitely looked real enough to unnerve everyone. "Welcome to the second part of the fantasy movie challenge." Chris began to explain the rules to this part of the challenge as he held up two golden spatulas. One had a red handle and the other a green handle. "Both teams must walk up the volcano and throw their golden spatula of unimaginable power into the lava and remove its curse from the land for good!"
"So what advantage do we get?" Ronnie Anne immediately wanted to know what they got for winning the first half of the challenge. "Do we get a head start or something?"
"Shush! Don't interrupt me. Ever!" Chris firmly told the Hispanic teen getting a scoff and eye roll from her. "Now each team member will dress up as a different class of fantasy character and will be equipped with a weapon and a 20 sided die. Along the path monsters will pop up with a certain number value on them, you must roll higher than the number to destroy the monster and move on, tie or roll lower and you'll have to let another teammate take over so you'll all be going up the mountain in a single file line. The higher you go up the mountain the bigger the number value the monsters will be. Killer Grips, since you won the last challenge your weapons will be enchanted and you get to add plus five to your rolls."
"Ugh great more dorky wizard crap…" Duncan rubbed his temples, already sick and tired of this challenge. "And what's to stop us from just busting them up anyway?"
"Oh go ahead and try, I dare you. I don't wanna spoil the surprise," Chris grinned, greatly unsettling everyone over what horrible thing Chris could be hiding, before snapping his fingers. Edward and Lily then came in with two huge racks of fantasy themed costumes for the contestants to wear. "Now everyone get dressed."
"Sweet," Justin grinned as he picked up a sword from a box of props that was also provided. "I get a plus five sword."
"You're just compensating for something," Lincoln commented, getting a nasty look from Justin in return.
CONFESSIONAL – Gwen
"Hmmm," Gwen hummed out as she examined the sorceress costume she was wearing. Gwen chose the most dark and goth themed costume she could find and had to say…she actually kind of rocked it. "Ok as dorky as this sounds I think I kinda look good like this~"
CONFESSIONAL – Heather
"The fantasy theme is bad enough," Heather stated in a not so happy tone, currently dressed as a monk without even realizing it. She just grabbed what looked like the least dorky costume. "But seriously?! All those costumes and not one wig?!"
Everyone was now in costume and was on opposite sides of the mountain. With the Grips we had Ronnie Anne as a fighter with brass knuckles, Heather as a monk with boxing gloves, Justin as a paladin with a sword, Tyler as an Barbarian with a big broadsword, Duncan as a rogue with a dagger, Izzy was a warlock with a wicked looking staff, Owen was a Wizard with wand, Geoff was a Ranger with a toy crossbow, and Lindsay was a Cleric with a staff.
Over with the grips Lincoln was also a ranger although he was equipped with a simple knife, Dawn was a druid with a staff, Bridgette was an elven archer, Harold was a bard with a lute, Leshawna was a barbarian with a hammer, Trent was a knight with a sword and shield, Mike was thief with sickle, Jasmine was of course an Amazon warrior with a giant sword, DJ was also a paladin wielding a short sword, and Gwen was a sorceress with a staff.
But they weren't the only ones dressed up as Owen held up Mr. Coconut who was now wearing a Viking helmet. "Owen, seriously?" Tyler deadpanned at the big guy.
"What?" Owen shrugged innocently as he tossed Mr. Coconut up and down a few times. "Mr. Coconut wanted to be a barbarian."
"Both teams ready!" Chris announced as he got ready to start the challenge. "On your marks…get set…go!"
Both teams immediately began hiking up the mountain as fast as they could. With the Grips they were the first to meet one of the 'monsters' of the volcano as a cardboard cut out of an ogre popped up in front of the team, a seven right on its chest. Ronnie Anne stepped up and got ready to roll her 20 sided die. "Ugh this is so stupid…" Ronnie Anne grumbled before throwing her die down, after a bit of rolling it landed on a 7, tying with the monster. But thanks to the advantage her team won, that 7 turned into a 12 and allowed Ronnie Anne to strike the ogre down without issue. "Haha! Yes! Come on guys, let's keep going!"
Ronnie Anne then moved to the back of her team's line as the Grips kept going up.
With the Gaffers they also experienced the same number Ogre with the number seven on it. "Come on baby," Lincoln whispered to the die as he started to roll it. "Daddy needs a new enchanted cape!" Lincoln then rolled the die and smiled as he saw it land on 15, allowing him to easily knock down the cardboard monster before he moved to the back of the line. "Let's keep up the pace guys!"
Both teams continued to track up the volcano, both teams encountering cardboard monsters of increasingly higher numbers the further to the top they got. With the Grips' advantage they were able to breeze through everything in their way even if they rolled lower, but the Gaffers had to end up rerolling a few times due to nasty luck and ended up getting a bit behind.
"Prepare to face my mad barding skills!" Harold let out as he faced a monster, this time a rock golem that had a large value of 14. Harold let out a battle cry as he rolled his die…and rolled a one. "Nat one?! Gosh!"
"Outta mah way!" Leshawna yelled as she got in front of Harold and rolled her die immediately. Grinning, Leshawna saw she got a perfect 20 and effortlessly smashed the monster to a cardboard pancake with her hammer. "Ha! That's how ya do it! Let's get movin fools!"
CONFESSIONAL – Harold
"Wow…" Harold sighed out dreamily. Leshawna just became even more attractive to him than ever before. "She's too perfect~"
"Stupid game…stupid money…stupid fantasy crap…" Duncan grumbled, continuing to complain throughout the challenge. As it was his turn to 'fight' the monster, this one being a giant lava lizard with a huge value of 17, Duncan rolled his die and rolled an 11…being one short of being able to fall the monster. Instead of getting in the back of the line and letting the next teammate try to fall the monster Duncan growled in irritation as he stepped up to the cardboard monster. "Ugh! I can't stand all this dorky, nerd, fantasy crap!"
"Duncan wait!" The Grips tried to get Duncan to fall back.
"Take this!" Duncan growled out as he stabbed the monster a few times with his dagger before kicking it down and stomping on it. "Hah! Where's that little surprise of yours now Chris!?"
THUD!
THUD!
Duncan got the answer to his question…as boulders suddenly rained down from the sky near them. "Uuuuuh…" Justin let out in worry. Just then more boulders fell down causing everyone to quickly start running around to avoid the rocks. "Duncan what did you do?!"
"You just angered the ancient spirits that live in the Volcano!" Chris' voice yelled out to them through some loud speakers, the host sounding very amused. "Have fun! Hahaha!"
"Good going…" Ronnie Anne let out, narrowing her eyes at Duncan.
"The volcano's erupting!" Owen yelled out as he began running around in a panic as more rocks fell down towards them from the top of the volcano. "We're all gonna die!"
CONFESSIONAL – Geoff
"Pretty sure it's just Chef chucking rocks at us," Geoff stated, having a good feeling about his guess.
Sure enough it was, from the top of the volcano Chef grinned as he threw down boulders on the Grips side of the volcano. "My volcano, my rules!" Chef cackled before chucking another rock down.
"It's ok guys! We can do this!" Tyler encouraged everyone. "We just need to-"
THUD!
Unfortunately Tyler didn't get to finish his words as a boulder fell right on top of him. "On no!" Lindsay yelled out in concern for her boyfriend as she went to try and push the boulder off to…minimal success. "Don't worry sweetie…I'll…get…you out!"
"We need a resurrection potion dudes! Who's a healer?!" Geoff cried out in alarm…only for everyone to stop and give him strange looks despite the falling rocks. "…Sorry, got too into the zone there dudes."
"Didn't take you for a secret nerd party boy," Justin teased as Geoff blushed a bit in embarrassment.
"No ones helping me…" Tyler's muffled voice came from under the boulder. "I'm being crushed and no one is helping me…"
Thankfully due to the Grips' delay in avoiding the rocks and then having to get Tyler out from under one of them the Gaffers were easily able to catch up and make further progress up the Volcano until they both reached the final monster at the exact same time. Ronnie Anne and Lincoln both stood in front of a cardboard cut out of a ferocious looking dragon on it that had the number 20 on it. "Go!" Both team leaders yelled out in unison as they rolled their die. By some miracle both got a nat 20 and were able to take down their dragons before both their teams ran up the volcano making it to the top.
There was an intense stare down between the Gaffers and the Grips, both leaders gripping their golden spatulas tightly. "Only one of us is getting that spatula in the lava," Lincoln said as he glared at his ex-girlfriend. Meanwhile Chef decided to sit on the sidelines and watch the incoming conflict between the two teams.
"Yeah, and it's gonna be us!" Ronnie Anne stated as she stomped her foot on the ground.
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"For the glory of the spatula!!!" Harold yelled out as he rose his lute up high. "Charge!!!"
Both teams then got into a massive tussle as they fought for the right to toss their spatula into the volcano. Seeing Justin as a threat because of the last challenge, Trent charged the handsome teen and began slashing swords with him, with Trent having an advantage thanks to his shield. "You're gonna pay for what you did earlier!" Trent yelled out as he thrusted his shield forward to push Justin. "Have at thee!"
"Seriously what is with some of the guys here and being closet nerds," Justin rolled his eyes as he held up his sword to block a blow from Trent.
"Halt dishonorable rogue!" Harold confronted Duncan as he held his lute up. "Prepare to face the power of my bardic song of power!" Harold began playing his lute intensely as Duncan just stared. After blinking a few times Duncan easily swiped the lute away from Harold before grinning and smashing it over Harold's head. "Ow…"
"Aaaah…" Duncan sighed out in delight as Harold fell to the ground. "Now that's more like it."
"Oh no you didn't!" Unfortunately for Duncan, Leshawna saw this and began walking towards Duncan while holding her hammer threateningly. "You gonna pay for that boy!"
"Oh no!" Duncan let out before booking it with Leshawna hot on his tail.
"Get back here!" Leshawna chased after the delinquent, eager to give him a head bashing as well.
"You're going down Lame-O!" Ronnie Anne attempted to punch Lincoln with her brass knuckles. Granted they were really made out of plastic but she'd make sure it hurt. Lincoln played a more evasive game as he side stepped out of the way of her strikes and hit her with his plastic knife when he had the chance. Eventually as he went in for another blow Ronnie Anne grabbed his wrist in a painful grip making him wince with Ronnie Anne smirking. "Face it, you can't beat me~"
"Maybe…I can't~" But Lincoln soon grinned as he looked past Ronnie Anne. "But she sure can~"
Ronnie Anne rose a brow and looked behind her…only to be met with seven feet of pure Australian muscle. "Hey there mate," Jasmine grinned before raising her giant sword up high as Ronnie Anne gasped and-
SMASH!
CONFESSIONAL – Ronnie Anne
"Uuuuuugh…" Ronnie Anne let out as she applied an ice pack to a massive bump on her head. She then heard some interns laughing a bit from inside the trailer causing her to give them a dazed glare. "H-Hey! What's...What's so fun-funny to the…the…why are there five of you?"
"Good job Jasmine!" Lincoln complimented as he looked at his fallen ex. "Now we just need to throw the spatula in the…" Lincoln then looked at his free hand and saw the lack of a golden spatula. "Oh no where is it?!"
"We thought you had it!" Mike let out as he attempted to strike Lindsay with the blond raising her staff to defend herself. "Everyone look for it!"
"I'll provide suppressing fire!" Bridgette said before reaching into her quiver of arrows…really plastic utensils. "Fire!"
"Ow!" Geoff let out as he was hit in the head with a plastic spoon.
"Ow!" Tyler was then beaned in the head with a spoon as well.
"Gah!" Owen soon shared their fate. "That smarts!"
All three guys then gasped as Bridgette pulled out a spork and aimed it at them. "Noooooo!" All three yelled out with Owen holding up Mr. Coconut defensively. "Not the spork!"
Before Bridgette could fire on them Tyler was suddenly tackled to the ground and put in a headlock…by Izzy. "Die wizard scum!" Izzy yelled out before punching Tyler in the face repeatedly.
"Ow! Izzy! Ow! We're! Ow! On! Ow! The! Ow! Same! Ow! Team!" Tyler yelled out between punches. "Stop hitting me!"
"Oh, hehe, whoops sorry!" Izzy giggled as she let go of Tyler causing him to fall on his face. "Hey, has anyone seen our spatula? Can't seem to find it anywhere."
"Huh?" Tyler let out before looking around and not seeing their spatula anywhere in sight either. "Oh crap! It's gone!"
"Quick!" DJ yelled out as he, Dawn, and Gwen looked around for their team's spatula. "We gotta find ours before they find theirs!"
"Oh I wish spatulas had auras…" Dawn let out, her pacifist nature not doing much to help with the fight so the most she could do was try and find the Gaffers' spatula.
"Come on, come on…" Heather growled out as she stuck close to the ground to avoid any of the fighting as she looked for where Ronnie Anne dropped the spatula. "Where is that stupid thing?"
As the fighting continued, Gwen armed crawled on the ground as well while keeping an eye out for the golden spatula. "Geez, this is crazy…" Gwen grumbled as she looked at Lindsay who cried out while blindly running in while swinging her staff around…accidentally hitting Tyler in the head. But while crawling Gwen managed to spot something sparkling on the ground nearby. "Wait, is that…"
"For the pizza dude!" Geoff randomly yelled as he charged forward, nearly trampling Gwen.
"Ah screw it!" Not thinking about it, Gwen crawled forward at top speed towards the sparkling object and saw that it was indeed the golden spatula! "I got it!" Gwen announced as she grabbed it and held it up.
"No!" Heather yelled out before pointing at Gwen. "Quick! Get her!"
"Oh no you don't!" Lincoln was quick to tackle Heather to the ground before she could attack Gwen. "Gwen throw it!"
Gwen quickly did as Lincoln instructed and quickly chucked the spatula towards the entrance of the volcano. Everyone watched as the spatula flew through the air…before falling into the volcano! "Yes!" Gwen cheered soon followed by the rest of the Gaffers. "I did it!"
"Yes Gwen, you did indeed do it." Chris stated as he walked up to the goth. "And by it I mean…win it for the Grips!"
Everyone gasped as the Grips soon started cheering as the Gaffers' complained. "What are you talking about?" Trent glared at Chris as he walked up to the host. "Gwen threw the spatula in!"
"You're right Trent, she did," Chris smirked as he walked towards the other spatula that was on the ground and picked it up…showing off the green Gaffer handle on it. "But she might have wanted to take a better look at it~"
Gwen's eyes widened as she realized what she did. "Crap…." The goth let out as she suddenly felt the glares of her teammates.
"Hahah!" While still dazed, Ronnie Anne was able to pick herself up and began laughing at the Gaffer's expense. "Sucks to be-Ah!"
But Ronnie Anne was cut off by Heather grabbing and pulling her ponytail. "You want the others to turn on you for being a bad sport?" Heather whispered to her. Heather loved mocking the other team sure, but with their game plan trash talk wasn't an option. "Just cheer for our victory and leave it at that!"
"Grrrr…" Ronnie Anne growled a bit as she freed herself from Heather but took her advice and held her tongue.
"Sorry Gaffer's, but not every tale leads to a heroic end," Chris told the losing team as he crossed his arms behind his back. "I'll see you for your first Gilded Chris ceremony where you'll boot out your first team member."
And again glares were sent Gwen's way as she sighed and looked down, thankfully Trent was still there to put a supportive hand on her shoulder. "Sorry babe," Trent apologized, giving it straight to his girlfriend. "But I don't like your chances here today…"
"Well that's something we can agree on…" Gwen let out as Trent gave her a kiss on the cheek to try and make her feel better. Gwen did manage a small smile, but she knew what to expect tonight.
THE GILDED CHRIS AWARDS
Once again the lights and music of the theater blared throughout the film lot. Chris again stood on his place at the podium in his suit with the Gaffers now sitting in the bleachers. The Grips then came in all wearing formal wear to sit in the VIP section. Once again with the guys they all wore the basic black tux, even Duncan had one, the girls were wearing dresses with Lindsay having a fashionable sparkly purple dress, Heather having a dark red dress, Izzy wearing a two piece green dress that gave off jungle princess vibe, and Ronnie Anne wore a simple dress that matched her hoodie colors. The Latina couldn't resist giving Lincoln and his team a smug look as she and the Grips sat on the winners' seats.
"Welcome Gaffers to your first ever elimination ceremony, at least the first one where your butts are on the line." Chris said through the microphone before getting to the point. "You all know the drill, under your seats are voting devices, use them to decide who you wanna give the boot! The one who doesn't receive a Gilded Chris will be taken away on the Lamosine. Forever!"
CONFESSIONAL – Lincoln
"Kinda sucks voting for Gwen," Lincoln sighed out, not wanting to vote his goth friend off but given the circumstances…he didn't have much choice. "But I gotta vote for someone…"
CONFESSIONAL – Trent
"I know she kinda cost us the game but I can't vote off Gwen," Trent refused to vote his girlfriend off. He knew not all his team were gonna feel the same but he can still say he didn't vote her off. "I'm gonna vote for Jasmine but I can't say I like my girl's chances…"
CONFESSIONAL – Mike
"Trent's been really cool with me since I got here," Mike was very conflicted with his choice as he tried to settle on his decision. "I'd feel bad voting for his girlfriend…but she cost us the challenge. I guess Jasmine kinda lost the first challenge for us but…"
CONFESSIONAL – Jasmine
"Ok I know this is awful to say, but kinda glad the reason we lost was because Gwen screwed the pooch big time," Jasmine winced at her words, already feeling guilty for saying it. "Otherwise it'd be my butt on the line for costing us the win in the first half, can't believe I let myself be distracted like that by a guy! A handsome…flawless guy with skin smoother than a-Gah! Snap out of it!" Jasmine gave herself a quick slap to the face.
Once all the votes were tallied, Chef came by with the envelope of results and a plate of Gilded Chris Awards. Only this time instead of a dress Chef was wearing a tuxedo with a purple bow tie. "What happened to your dress?" Chris asked with a teasing voice only for Chef to give a violent look to Chris making him back away and get on with it. "Ok…remember, you don't get a Gilded Chris and you're a goner. Lincoln, Dawn, the power couple stays strong another day!"
Lincoln and Dawn smiled as they caught their awards before kissing. "Tch…" Ronnie Anne let out, sure she figured neither would get the boot but still sucks to see.
"Trent, Mike, you're both still in the game." Chris threw two awards to the guys with Trent and Mike sharing a fist bump.
"Bridgette, Leshawna," Chris threw the next two awards. "You're still in it to win it sista's!"
"That's what I'm talking about!" Leshawna grinned as she and Bridgette caught their awards.
"DJ, Harold, good job brothas," DJ and Harold grinned as they caught their awards.
"Yes!" Harold bumped up his fist.
That left only two with Jasmine and Gwen sharing a nervous look. "Two left, only one golden statue remains." Chris grinned as he tossed the award up and down in his hands. "Jasmine, you're on the chopping block for the first challenge. Could have used your super Australian strength to win but instead were distracted by the perfection of a human being that is Justin. Can't say I blame you, but you still cost them an advantage you all could have used to win,"
"Yeah, yeah, poke fun all ya want…" Jasmine grumbled as her cheeks went pink in embarrassment.
"And Gwen…you literally won it for the other team." Chris chuckled a bit as Gwen glared at him. "Like, I don't even know how to spin that to make it sound funnier. Pretty cut and dry."
"Oh just get this over with," Gwen rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms.
"The last Gilded Chris goes to…" Chris held onto his words to build the tension before raising his finger and pointing to…"Jasmine!"
"Phew!" Jasmine let out in relief as Gwen slumped down, the Australian Amazon sending Gwen an apologetic look. "Sorry though mate,"
"It's cool, kinda figured this would happen," Gwen shrugged as she stood up, choosing to take her loss with grace. She messed up and she faced the consequences, just how it goes. But before she left, she walked up to a sighing Trent and raised his head up before kissing him on the lips. "Do your best, ok babe?"
"With you cheering me on, I won't lose," Trent reassured her.
Gwen waved her team goodbye as they sent her smiles and waves of their own. As Gwen was walking down the carpet of shame, Heather couldn't help but speak up. "So from second place to second last," Heather mocked the goth, getting a glare out of her. "Fits don't you think?"
"Maybe," Gwen shrugged before smirking and pointed to Heather's head. "But at least I'm leaving with a full head of hair~"
"Grrrrrr!" Heather growled as her teammates all laughed, getting her vicious glare.
"And so ends another chapter of bitter rivals," As Gwen boarded the lamosine and was sent away, Harold provided narration worthy of a great fantasy movie. "The sun setting down under the volcano ready to rise again for the dawn of the next battle."
"Shut up dweed!" Duncan yelled towards Harold, getting the ginger to growl a bit in irritation.
"And just like that, the teams are once again even at nine apiece!" Chris began the true ending narration of the episode as he looked at the camera. "What will the next challenge have in store for our contestants tomorrow! What vile sorcery will lurk behind the scenes? Will Justin's charm continue to woo all the girls here except for Dawn? Find out the answer to all these questions and more on the next fantastical episode of Total. Drama. Action!"