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All of the contestants are currently seated in the Bus, ready for their next pitstop–The airport!
Hannah, seated in a confessional in what appears to be the very back of the bus. You can view the busy city of Toronto behind her, with taxis blaring and cars swerving in the distance as if Licences have never existed.
Hannah Ohhh my gosh, a second chance at this show! Can’t you believe it? She smiles eagerly, before blowing her bangs out of her hair. I was beginning to miss home during the last season–especially with every connection I made disappearing…But then, when you realize what you do for a living is listening to middle aged men vent to you about their lives in bars, you begin to miss the action and well, the cameras being shoved up your face per usual begins to become a little nostalgic.
Then it was Zaid’s turn in the confessional in the very back of the tour bus. He ran his hands against the 80’s arcade floor themed seating. He then realized that this seat, despite its luxurious timey pattern, was the “confessional seat.”
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Zaid Oh, heyyy! What’s up? It’s been what, 6 months since the last season? Yeah…I still couldn’t land a spot in Chopped or The British Baking Show still but you will see this amazing chef rise to the top in Season 5 of Disadventure Camp! Also, Ivy realllyyy wanted me to join since now we’re going steady. He winked at the screen, before doing a “Chef’s kiss” motion. We can’t look too much like a corny couple though, there’s a prize at stake baby! That’s word for word for what my mama told me, and I won’t let her down. Not with this face! He pursed his lips at the Camera.
Isabel Oh mama, I won’t let you down! The nun looked up into the sky with a big unfettered smile before her big bug eyes met with the camera . Sorry, sorry, I was talking to Mother Mary up there. Now… She did a Debby Ryan ear tuck at the viewers. I’m going to do something big this season this time–No one will see it coming…Just you wai— The bus stops.
Natalia in the background of her confession: C’mon girlie, time to get moving!
Spencer also in the background: Yes, I’m checking this thing called a watch and we don’t have all day to sit in this loon-bin.
Isabel Okay, okay! I’m coming! She skipped out of her seat, looking as jolly as ever.
Derek and his co-host Trevor were standing on the air-port’s apron, and the camera unblurred to reveal the large tour bus in the background. Ah, finally–they’re here.
Emily Oh, we’re already starting? She looked up to her iphone ready to clock in her shift as a…background host? Who really knows. Though, she’s completely uninterested in the show in hand.
Trevor Yepppp! I bet you all aren’t ready for this season. We’re flying babaaaaaay! Contestants will not only have to take many mental twists and turns through the clouds, but as we’re TRAVELLING AROUND THE WORLD the campers are met with the Earth’s natural obstacles in many pit stops!
Derek Yes, welcome to DISADVENTURE CAMP–GLOBE RUSH! But don’t be fooled, this is not a vacation as LIVES ARE AT RISK. The destinations are the opposite of relaxing, even the tourist attractions! Can our stars take the heat?
Trevor I don’t know Derek, can they? The co-host chuckles. Look! He points to the tour bus. Our worldly campers are exiting the bus right now! Let’s say hiiiiii!
Marissa diligently steps out of the bus first, giving the camera a wave. She has a camo backpack in one hand, and a certain slavic model’s hand in another. She looks at the camera-men and gives them a smug smile. Hey dudes! Nice weather outside, isn’t it? Man, I’m excited to fly.
Anastasia that model’s hand is the one and only’s. She eyes the camera with a charismatic cat look, smiling with her heart-shaped lips and exchanging a wink at some of the male interns simply to mess with them. Said interns already fell over.
Marissa & Anastasia giggle in unison.
Marissa whispers in her lover’s ear– Trust me, if I wasn’t this strong I’d fall for your beauty too.
Derek aww, my favorite pairing! He coos mockingly. NEXT.
Amelie steps out, having already a stern look with the viewers of the show. Oui, très intéressante… She was eyeing the area–ready for BUSINESS to happen. I was expecting things to look…less shabby, but oh well, twas will do! She rubs her hands together and looks back to see where her luggage is–given she was completely unhanded with no bags.
Hannah shortly follows after her much older friend, holding Amelie’s luggage as well as her own. Goodness gracious girl–Why did you pack this much!? She looked up at the plane, which looked like it was falling apart but we’ll get to that later. Holy crap–This is really happening? I’m so excited!
Tristan stepped out–and their presence was known with their black spiked combat boots clanking everywhere on the ground. Imagine the sound of clunky 8 inch heels but even louder. Oh my gosh dude–Do you need any help Hannah???
Hannah Yes, oh my god–please. She handed Tristan one of Amelie’s many metal briefcases. Thank you so much, Tris. You’re a real one.
Tristan You already know–this weirdo’s got some– The brief case’s weight was too much for the weak fashion student–who ended up immediately ending up dropping it.
Amelie looks at Tristan dropping it in the corner of her eye. “Mon amie!” She cried out, not worried about Tristan but rather her poor business luggage.
Benji Yeeooooooouuuuuchhhhhhh! The bag landed on his foot. The camera didn’t even pan to when the geek exited the bus, though it certainly did pay attention to him when his poor toes were on the line. He jumped around, holding onto his foot as if it was a baby puppy. My foot! It hurts! IT HUUUUURTSSSS.
Tristan Benji–I’m so sorry– Tristan began to panic, putting their hands on Benji’s shoulder in an attempt to have him settle down and the camera comedically cuts to another contestant leaving the bus instead.
Lynda Ey, what do you mean my coo-pons won’t work on this lil’ trip? Do you know how much I got these for my yoga lessons! I wanna go to Indiana and hit the down dog like Buddha.
Spencer Ok, first off–pronounce it with me…”Cou-pons” not “Coo-pons”... Also, what in Britain’s name is the ‘Down Dog?’
Lynda Free speech in America hun, I can say whatever I want as long as miss Lynda makes a nice chicken pot pie.
Spencer We’re in Canada right now… He sighed under his breath as he rubbed his temples before continuing. Your coupons for “Bohemian Bonding Women’s Yoga” has expired. Approximately by 82 days, 19 hours, 7 minutes, and 8 seconds as we speak.
Tristan & Hannah roll their eyes at Spencer’s explanation–other rather MAN-explanation before giggling and giving each other a quick high five.
Spencer I should know… he pulled out a card in his pocket, which read out ‘Notthingham’s Mathematics for Excelling Proper Students.’ I am a top student in my class. Suddenly the scene of Spencer slows down and we get a close up of his face that may or may not have been photoshopped by the producers to look more chiseled since he’s the fan favorite…suprisingly? His hair blew with the wind and shimmered against the clouds. He gave the screen duck lips holding up his stupid probability and statistics library card and you can visibly see the attempt of blurring off all of his pimples. The photoshopping was so bad he looked like a middle aged woman who got plastic surgery to look younger.
Jade walked in between Lynda and Spencer as they were bickering, rolling her eyes. She didn’t bother saying anything introductory and wanted to get on with the show already, unphased by her British friend’s antics.
Ted followed after her, though he was chuckling at the bickering.
Alessio then exited the bus, wielding a canvas in hand as he stared at the sunlight. Oh, my eyes are blessed with art everywhere! He then crouched on the ground and started kissing the floor.
Ted looked over at Alessio, and being weirded out he walked farther away from the art infatuated man. Ope–Heebie jeebies…
Isabel followed after the long haired fine wine italian. Why yes! It’s all thanks to Christ’s light! She took out what appeared to be a pink-mini camera, snapping shots at the glistening concrete which simmered against the suns newly met gaze.
Emily Ahem, excuse me? You’re not supposed to have that. Hand the camera over. The woman sneered, putting her hand out for the photography instrument.
Isabel quickly held her camera like a mama bear protecting her kids. No!!! Please, don’t take it! She demanded. It’s for my scrapbook. Don’t you wish to see the precioius dandelion yellow border?
Emily I really don’t have the time to care. Now, hand it over. She did the ‘gimme gimme’ motion with her hand with a patience ticking.
Isabel almost handed it over, before quaking a scheming brow. I’ve gotten lots of money from my media influence…If I keep the camera, I’ll give you some big buuuuucks…
Emily smiled fondly of this proposition. Alright, fine. I don’t get paid enough for this gig anyway…Just don’t make your device painfully obvious. She then walked off, happy to finally get some more money then she intended for being on this show after somehow going to jail months ago again.
Isabel She cheers, jumping around . And Christ scoooores!
Richard appeared behind her. Score!? Where kid!? The basketball coach looked for a TV screen left to right, trying to see what’s the commotion.
Isabel Oh, noooothing. Just glad to do some sightseeing!
Richard So true kiddo. He patted her head, and she looked up at him with a polite grin. It’s been a second since I’ve traveled the world. Last time I did was when me and my husband went to Indiana in the 2000s.
Ted Dang, must be eventful. He teased, elbowing Richard in a brotherly manner.
Richard exchanged laughter with the other dad in the cast, Ted. They shook hands and Richard gave him a noogie.
Ted Awgh–hey man! Cut it out!
Lynda Yeah, especially in dose gay bars. She joked, trying to be funny though it failed due to everyone ignoring her snarky comment that was just a *little bit* of a micro-aggression.
Diego Wow amigo, I can certainly understand. It’s been a week since I went surfing on the coast of Brazil. I have really travelled the seas! He appeared, tipping his columbian safari hat at the camera. The camera-men fell over again like they did with anastasia.
Logan was in awe like a young boy staring at the cookie jar. Awh, You know how to surf!? He happily put his hands together, stepping closer to his peer. Dude, that’s like. So cool. We gotta go surfing some time, I know how to ROCK the waves. He then did an oceanic wave motion with his arms, vocal-stimming to what appeared to be similar to the sound of plucked guitar strings. Neer-neer-neer-neer-neer!
Diego Why yes, that would sound lovely! He said, wiping the sweat off of his forehead. The camera men had just stood up, and they fell over a third time. Are they okay? I surfed with whale sharks there. They’re very sociable in the tropics, just like puppies–Oh, how I miss my dear Huberta. She was a whale-shark with a really unique design…Did you know each whale shark’s spots are completely unique? He put out his finger, allowing one of the only standing camera-men remaining to zoom in on it. Just like human finger-prints!
Jade whale sharks… she cooed in awe.
Spencer muttered to himself, unimpressed. Looks like someone here just loves to boast about their rich life. This is coming from a math nepo-baby in a London mansion by the way.
Logan puppies… he cooed in awe.
Benji awwww….. So cute Diego! He replied, merging into their conversation though he had literally no clue what they were discussing due to him not listening at all. He was lost in thought, thinking if whether lazer shooting robot gorillas or one giant Godzilla would win a waged war in an imaginary city.
Suddenly, everyone looked over to hear the most loud operatic singing known to man.
Ivy I’ll take my whiskey neat~ She stepped out as if stage lights were dawning on her and did a twirl. The wind captured the dramatics of her sundress flowing through the wind–it was almost as if she was a broadway performer singing a classic song from the sound of music–Though instead it’s Hozier, because Hozier could never let a person down.
Zaid my coffee black and my bed at three~! Supporting Ivy by holding her up in the air was the Chopped reject, looking as happy as ever to serve his partner’s sing-songy joy.
Ivy You’re too sweet for me~ She was spinning around in circles with the chef, giving him loving eyes like a doe in headlights.
Zaid You’re toO sweet for me~ His voice cracked, though he was truly in his element with his girlfriend.
Tristan Woo! They cheered on their fellow members of the legendary ‘Vibe Tribe.’
Spencer ahem. Black coffee cannot be sweet. Secondly, end this for all of us, please. Thank you.
Jade Agreed, respectfully. She nodded, placing a finger atop of her chin.
Amelie Qoui? J’adore mon cafe noir! She crossed her arms, offended that someone could ever insult the number one coffee of France. She tapped her foot like an angry boss ready to yell at a coworker.
Natalia Daang, those guys can really sing. I needa get my vocal game up so I can be a peurto-rican Madonna for realz.
Marissa giggles You would be a great Madonna, Natalia.
Anastasia Yes, you would. She happily agreed.
Natalia Aww, why thank you my ladies! She jokingly bowed.
Ivy Okay…I’m, I’m just sorry. I’m just so excited to explore a new world with the love of my life, my dear friends, and a new passion in hand. You can’t blame a girl for having dreams, right?
Spencer Yes, I’m going to blame you. How could you. He said under his breath.
Hannah and we love to see it, Ivy! You’re going to do great out there, I know it.
Benji Yeah, you’ve got some great head for that stuff! Go girl!
Hannah & Ivy stare at Benji with a very concerned glance.
Benji Huh!? What did I say!?
Tristan chuckles softly, staring at Benji with rosy cheeks.
Richard We…love your spirit, kiddo. He pats Benji on the shoulder.
Derek Okayyy…Now that you all get a good look at our *interesting* assortment of people, let’s all step into the plane of impending DOOM.
The camera switches over to the group of campers entering the plane.
Marissa Ah, a military plane. It looks very worn, though it should be safe enough to travel long distances.
Lynda Ey, this wasn’t what it looked like on the photos ya showed us!
Jade You would believe those? I feel like it’s obvious they were getting our hopes up.
Natalia It’s hella campy here. Where are the seat belts?
Hannah huffed, dropping all of Amelie’s things once they got inside. She wiped off her sweat looking visibly exhausted. I’m just glad to not carry literal bricks anymore at this point…
Amelie Thank you mon amie, trust me, the preparations will be worth it. I have things for every outcome to insure no failure. This is just how company at Pierre Planning works!
Ted Wouldn’t be that cocky, there’s lotsa room for failure. They got any beer in this joint?
Richard Wow, beer this earlier. Why’d you ask for that so early?
Ted Forces me to adjust with all the different people here. Drinking puts me in a team mindset, rich. Sorry I don’t got that built in compassion for the younger generation, as much as I do appreciate the humor of it.
Richard gives Ted a small nudge. I’ve seen photos of you and your son on facebook, just think about them!
Ted gave Richard a genuine smile. You know what, I’ll take that over a cold icy beer just about now. Thanks, rich.
Logan Woo! Teamwork! He looked over at Alessio. Ooo, what’cha paintin’?
Alessio My emotional outlook on the state of this loud world we are about to explore. Heart and soul will be put into this painting, I swear on it!
Logan respect, that’s some mad cool stuff! Mind if I add something? Just a little something.
Alessio …
Logan Please, buddy?
Alessio Hm, yes. You may. Apologies, I was thinking about the weight my brush could have on society. He emphasized society with his italian accent.
Natalia Aw, bestieeees.
Isabel giggled with Natalia. Oh my god you’re right, they’re so besties!
Marcus appeared out of some mysterious curtains on the insides of the plane. Trevor, Derek, plane’s ready for liftoff. He held a ‘How to fly for dummies’ book in his hand, reeducating himself on some mysterious journeys he did.
Jade eyed the book. Oh–looking at that isn’t making me feel good…
Anastasia Oh, yes. Not shocking, of course the old man does not know how to fly a plane.
Trevor Awesome, Marcus! We’ll help you in the cockpit. Him and Derek walked out, following behind Marcus. Hold on tight to your seatbelts! We’re about to lift off!
Jade We don’t have seat-belts–
Tristan stared out the window, seeing the wheels rolling against the concrete floor. Oh, no–Um… I’m kinda scared now.
Amelie Don’t be. Fear is weak. Toughen up.
Hannah politely escorted Amelie out of the way beside Tristan, and sat down with them. She held onto their hand with a soft smile. Hey, I know liftoff can be a little scary. I’ve been there…Do you want to think of things that make you happy?
Tristan smiled at their friend’s usual kindness with a gulp. I’ll try do do that–though, my minds a little…How do I say this, jumbled? There’s a lot of pressure. Their breathing began to get a little fast, becoming anxious.
Marissa stepped towards Hannah and Tristan, looking eager to help.
Marissa Hey, if this makes you feel better–it’s practically impossible for planes to crash. It’s about 7%.
Spencer Pfft–It’s much more than that definitely, especially due to statistics of turbulence, lightning strikes, air-traffic, and idiotic pilots not being able to see due to air pollution…
Zaid Hey man, you can zip it now. Marissa and Hannah are trying to help, what are you intending to do with that info dude?
Spencer I’m simply just trying to make sure there is no misinformation out there. Apologies for being apart of the educated variety.
Zaid Oh trust me, I don’t want your apologies. Really, no one does? Can you apologize to me for one thing, though?
Spencer Please, and what’s that entailing?
Zaid Your socks, bitch. He pointed at them, garnering a few giggles from Isabel, Logan, Hannah, & especially Benji who was chortling a little too loud. C’mon man, What are those?!
Lynda O, my son in the fifth grade loves those socks! Don’cha dare insult me or you’ll get a case of ol’ Lynda. They’re for extra cheap with the coo-pons I get from Yoga instructions.
Alessio simply agreed Lynda, I used to wear those when I first tried finding my purpose in art school! It was when I was a hateful and miserable soul…
Spencer Great.
Tristan smiled. I think I feel better now…
Hannah That’s awesome. Still, talk to us if you need any comfort, kay? We’ll probably need it going on this show again.
Tristan Pfft-yeah.
Richard Ope, you guys better hold on tight. The plane’s a-movin!
Benji, Isabel, and Logan hold onto each other, exclaiming one thing in fear: eeek!
Ivy Oh, Zaid–catch me! She dramatically trust fell expecting to be caught by her loving boyfriend–only to fall in Ted’s arms.
Ted Oh–er. Uh. The hell, kid?
Ivy ew! She cried out, falling again out of Ted’s arms. Save me, Zaidy-waidy!
Benji proceeded to catch her. Benji-man to the rescue! Don’t worry my fair maiden, I know a lot of information about superheroes so your life will be protected in my big manly hands! The camera zooms in on Benji’s baby hands.
Ivy ugh.
We cut to the very first confessional in the aircraft’s porta-potty smelling bathroom with flies going all around the place. The camera paid too much focus on the mysterious stains on the walls, though maybe they were praying to focus on Benji’s crotch as he was standing up in the room, believing the camera was on the ceiling when it was simply a dead beetle somehow stuck up there.
Benji Do you see this, stunning handsome man right here? He pointed at himself, though you literally couldn’t see it because his painfully tight khakis were too close to the lens. Yepp…Benji Hattori! Already rescuing various travelers with my heroic expertise!
You see, I quit my job as a lawyer…and mom and dad aren’t the proudest…So I really need this money to win. My new future job and motivation is to make comics and influence others by letting them pick into THIS benji brain. So, I need to think like Doctor Doom and have the smokin’ hot bod of the HULK to get that cash money prize babey! YYYYYYeeeeAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! His voice croaked and cracked at that yyyyeaaaAHHHHH, but you must adore his enthusiasm.
Zaid Oh babe, you never proceed to not put a smile on my face.
Natalia Oh my god girl, She pokes Isabel. They are so cute or whatever! It’s giving when Harry Met Sally.
Isabel I know, right!? She discreetly takes a photo of them with her camera, clicking and clacking through all of the devices buttons.
Spencer Are there…any barf bags in this air vessel?
Suddenly, the plane shot into the air defying the gravity of everything. It was almost up at a 90 degree angle. This caused a large outcry within the group.
Marissa & Richard Hold on tight! They commanded the fellow contestants in unison.
Anastasia ’s hair flew like waterfalls in the wind, immediately smacking Spencer in the face.
Spencer plaegh! He spat in her hair. Utterly disgusting, get your mane out of my face!
Anastasia turned around, very offended. Excuse me?
Logan Uh–Anastasia, I think that guy’s just talking to himself… He said as a clear lie to ensure there was no conflict in the flight. I wouldn’t listen to him.
Spencer Hey–
Anastasia Hmph. she huffed, adjusting one of her faux diamond earrings. Alright, I’ll believe it. She gave Spencer the look of a bothered snake, about to hiss and strike at any second. Spencer, is that your name? She pretended to not know, appearing unbothered though being bothered as hell.
Diego looked up as he held tightly onto his best friend Hannah, smiling at Anastasia insulting his ex with a bit of spunk.
Spencer Yes, Spencer Lawrence. That’s my name. You haven’t heard of it?
Anastasia I don’t remember sassy, berating, unappealing average men’s names often, be lucky I got it correct. She replied with a monotone voice. Advice now, remain out of my hair and I’ll make production stay out of yours which needs shampoo’s attention stat. She flipped her hair again, intentionally having it wack Spencer in the face.
Natalia gagged diva…. She put a hand over her mouth, doing a fake gasp. She looked over at Isabel expectantly, who was already recording this interaction for her 1,000 christian gal-pal viewers on that gram.
Spencer He gulped, honestly terrified of the woman dressed in purely hot pink. I wasn’t intending to–I’ll keep that note when recommending you to certain therapists. His comment would’ve worked, if his voice didn’t sound so cowardly and below hers.
Marissa Ah, I love the way she stands up for herself… she murmured, hearts pumping in her pupils.
Time had passed in the economy class, and it was nighttime. Due to Marcus’s aggressively sharp turns, mostly everyone was awake. Luckily to spare the time, Ted Gordon brought his cards which some of the campers loved a lot. They were playing a vicious game of BS.
Diego Wow, Amelie! He gave her a warm look. You are excellent at this game, how are you so skilled my friend?
Amelie This is war, mon ami. Act like it. Be the man.
Ivy Oh, look at Amelie bringing in the Les Miserables ! I’m digging it. Bonjour oui oui, baguette?
Amelie Tu es une femme ridicule.
Ivy Did you say I’m, radiant? Aw Amelie, thank you so much! She cheered, putting a hand on her head and playing with her hair.
Amelie blinked.
Diego Ah, so I should be a silent striker like the black panther!
Hannah Actually, I think that’s what Alessio is doing. He has only two cards meanwhile Benji has…I can’t even count.
Benji does a very cartoonish frowny face, having a mountain of cards in his laugh. He pouts and crosses his arms, looking away from the group.
Ted looked up with a huff, realizing Alessio definitely had a lot less cards than him. He forced a smile, presenting a good poker face to the group surrounding the cards. Go Alessio! You are great at having a good hand.
Alessio Why thank you!
We cut to a confessional from Alessio, pointing at himself diligently as he takes his sweat on the grimey toilet.
Alessio Why yes…After all of the time due to me being the first eliminated the last time, talking is unfortunately not my strong suit–Though, as I rediscover my purpose I realize I don’t need it to make it far. That’s the art of standing to those who underestimate you!
Benji I’m a trying and patient man, okay!?
Amelie Patience isn’t key–assertion is.
Diego placed his card down. I have an…8? I think?
Ted Oh, easy. BS!
Diego Wow, amigo! You caught me! Excellent job.
Ted yuuuup.
Meanwhile, the ones not playing the silly cardgame were in their own worlds. Spencer was head deep into the most entertaining of books, ‘Britain’s Statistical Literacy’ yep, the facts from this book will carry him through the game! Seated down, Isabel was taking selfies with Anastasia. Logan joined in with them, and the three were doing duck lips at the camera.
Jade sitting in the corner with her hands calmly looked on her lap. She thought to herself. ‘Is that…Even allowed? Oh well, not my problem if she gets disqualified.’
Logan paused, seeing Jade sit by herself. He scooted away from his two pals and sat next to her with a smile. Hey! Howdy! He took out his hand. I’m Logan, bronze olympic swimming medalist!
Logan in the confessional the redhead had a chillaxed expression, though his hands shared a different story as they were shaking quite a bit. I’m upset with how I played last season, even though fans said they enjoyed my enthusiasm. Which hey, I’m glad! But–I realized when I got eliminated after my name ringing a bell–hey, get it? He got distracted, laughing at his own joke. Anyway, Richard taught me an important lesson. I can cheer others on and be as ‘Hercules’ as I want… he started while flexing a bicep. But, if I do that when I hide parts of myself, what’s the point? Soooo…I’m going into this world being the real Logan Bell, the olympic prodigy! Woo!
Jade Nice to meet you, Bronze Olympic Swimming Medalist. No need for greetings again, I remember you quite well when you put smiles on all of those fans' faces in that one convention.
Logan Ah, yes! There you were! I was gonna say something, but you left kinda early…
Jade Yeah, I apologize for that. She crossed her arms, pulling them closer to her stomach.
Jade About two months after the season ended, me, Logan, and some others attended this convention to meet with fans. It was lovely, but I kind of panicked and left? She shrugged. I don’t know what got into me, I’m a neutral person at best–but my Meet & Greet booth was directly next to Logan’s and uh, let’s just say his line was much bigger than mine. She looked down. It was a moment of insecurity, so I made up some lie that I was scheduled for something I wasn’t aware of until the hour was and made my escape. If I could go back in time, I would’ve stayed at the Meet & Greet and said hi to the lovely fans.
Though, I think I understand why my line was short. Uh, I’ll get to that later. I don’t have the mental capacity to think of that right now. She laughed, almost at herself.
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Logan No worries! It’s all good. Sooo…Where do you think our next stop is gonna be?
Jade gave her usual calculated look for a second. I don’t know, Trevor and Derek are quite the out of pocket people. I don’t know where we’re going to go, but I hope it’s somewhere warm and cozy. Like, Taiwan maybe?
Logan Yes! Warm and cozy sounds niiiice. I dig that! I would love to hop on a beach too and get tan! He paused for a second. But as a ginger, I’m incapable of doing that.
Jade & Logan both share laughs.
Logan then gets distracted by Jade’s earrings. They were shiny and Logan LOVES shiny things. Ooh, nice earrings! Wish I had some like yours.
Jade was a little thrown off guard by this comment, not expecting someone so outwardly masculine and jock-like to want something considered feminine. Oh? Why thank you. I brought some dolphin ones in my bag if you want some. She said, making a calculated offer due to her seeing a formidable alliance as a reward.
Logan cheered enthusiastically, hollering something like ‘Woo!’ Yes, yes yes! I would love that so much Jade! He moved in to give her a tight hug. Thank you so much!
Jade she felt squished, though she gave out an awkward chuckle. Ah, you’re welcome.
Zaid looked over at the hug, grinning. Man, I’m seeing some unlikely friendships already. He joked, pointing in their direction.
Tristan sitting next to him giggled. Oh my god yeah, I’m glad Jade’s getting more comfortable though. Maybe one day she’ll see the good in appreciating the little silly things, like this! They pulled out a stuffed jellycat wolf, which had some snaggle teeth and big beady eyes. Look at this dude! His name’s Rosco. I love him so much.
Zaid smiled eagerly, petting the stuffed animal. Aw, that’s awesome! Ivy gave you that in the mail, right?
Tristan Mhmmm. They nodded. We’ve been best buddies as you can say. She knew about my…family situation, and wanted to offer some support.
Zaid That warms my heart, Tris. he patted his dear friend on the back. Thanks for telling me, and know that Vibe Tribe is always your fam!
Tristan Zaiiiid! It’s too early to make me cry. You know I view you like a brother.
Zaid Yeah, the cool older brother. He winked.
Natalia Hey chef, hey goth baddie, mind if I have a little sit here?
Zaid Duh, hey Natalia! Both Zaid and Tristan wave at the pink haired girl.
Natalia Hayyy. I’ve been watching that game and it reminds me of middle school P.E, like daaang…It’s not the middle school olympics. Somebody’s already gonna call court trial on the first episode as if this show hasn’t been sued.
Tristan pfft–Hahaha! So true, oh em gee.
Natalia yes monarch, you get it. She looked over at Zaid with a smug expression. You and Ivy are hella cute, I’m jelly. You cook for a living?
Zaid Aw, thank you. And yes, there are plenty of 5 star dishes out of my sleeve.
Natalia I see you, werkkkk… She giggled. So, you two got any hot goss about anyone?
Tristan & Zaid exchange thinking glances.
Tristan Well, one time Zaid made burgers out of– they began to tease them, but Zaid had to cut that out immediately.
Zaid NO. WE ARE NOT TALKING ABOUT THAT.
Tristan Fiiineeee…
Natalia Should’ve let them spill, but I get it. We all got things to hide.
Zaid Yeah, like Tristan’s Malice Mizer cosplay.
Benji looked up at the word ‘Cosplay’ with lit up eyes, before he focused back at the card game of BS shortly after.
Natalia reading the room caught Benji’s peaking eye, nodding as if she was writing down notes for a lesson.
Dang, is that band dressed like Visual Kei? That’s the fashion subgenre they dress as? Right? I love that alternative stuff, shit drives me crazy.
Tristan leaned in. Oh my gosh–You know what Visual Kei is–like, you know all the alternative fashion genres? Okay, I already am in love with you. They joked.
Natalia Oh, how I love me too. She grinned. Have you seen me strut with my fits? Babe, I know eeeeverything.
Zaid Sounds cool, don’t know what you all are talking about, but sounds awesome.
Tristan Aw man, you’re really missing out. Visual kei is awwwweeesome sauce.
Natalia then leaned in towards Tristan, as Zaid was awkwardly smushed in between anyone. It is, but anyway–About me knowing eeeverything…You like anyone Tris?
Zaid looked over at Tristan, also intrigued. Oooh, do you?
Tristan Huh? Tristan laughed. Heck if I know! I don’t really have eyes for people.
Zaid Really? What about Hannah? Zaid said.
Tristan confidently replied. She’s awesome! I love Hannah, but I don’t view her like that. We’re sooo much better off as friends.
Natalia yeah get with the game Zaid, I was gonna say Benji. I can see the chemistry and I don’t even need a microscope on that bitch.
Tristan ’s eyes widened, their mouth a little agape at the word ‘Benji’ coming off of Natalia’s mouth. Beeenji? They looked around, chuckling. He’s so goofy and silly–but no, I don’t think he’d see me anything other than a pal to have around. Ya’know?
Zaid yeah, right. In no universe is my buddy Tristan going after superman over there.
Zaid, Natalia, & Tristan look over at Benji all in unison. Benji was sticking his tongue out and making a dinosaur out of his cards. The three and the viewer’s watching the show overhear Richard saying something like, “Benji, you need to focus in order to win! Get with the game buddy!”
Tristan immediately giggled at Benji’s raptor of hearts and spades as their cheeks went rosy.
Natalia nudged Zaid, looking at Tristan intently. So you do like him. Honey, your secret’s safe with me.
Tristan Dude! I already told you thats craaazzzyyyy sauce. I can’t look at an attractive stunning guy build a cool looking raptor respectfully?
Zaid quirked a brow at Tristan before him and Natalia shared an agreeing sense of eye contact.
Natalia Yep, I’ll check in on you later in about two episodes. She joked as she tied her hair up into a ponytail. He definitely likes you though, I can count all the clues like a hotter version of Sherlock Holmes.
Tristan I mean, it’s probably platonically. I wouldn’t bet any money on it.
Natalia Mhmmm…
Tristan Dude! Do I need to spell it out for you? They asked in a polite, joking way. P.L.A.T.O.N.I.C!
Natalia MMmmmmmhhmmmmm, like the times when…
The viewers gain a lovely flashback sequence/dramatic montage to some random things collaged by Emily. There is the song by ‘Can’t Get You Out of My Head’ by Kylie Minogue in the background because it is indeed a banger.
We shoot to what appears to be the same meet and greet Jade and Logan were at. We see Jade walk out of the screen with a saddened face and the swimmer happily waving to fans in the background, though the camera zooms into Benji and Tristan giggling in shared cosplays at a booth. Next to their booth was Isabel’s and Natalia’s–with Natalia eyeing the goth and the geek laughing in unison. Suddenly, Tristan started getting a little dizzy. Their eyes begin to go a little cross-eyed.
Benji Tristan..? Benji smiled patiently. Are you, okay?
Tristan Huuuh? Oh, yeah man…Just, a little light headed is all. When we ran up those stairs to get those J-pop posters it took a lot of my energy… Their stance got a little wobbly, needing to sit down. Who sets up booths and doesn’t make chairs for the campers? Well, Derek. C’mon man, do better.
Oh, yeah! Thank god we got them. I would’ve killed to get one of these when I was a kiiid– Suddenly due to the dizziness and lack of air conditioning, Tristan passed out.
Benji Eeeek! Tristan! Benji panicked, looking around.
Tristan Oh, Romeo, my sweet romeo… They joked. Save meeee, as I may kiss death and be put into the coffin’s adoring graaaassppppp….
Benji Oh ho ho! Don’t worry my dear. Benji said with a smile, though his eyes were panicky and shaky, he picked up Tristan immediately, no questions asked. They were in the Lawyer’s arms bridal style. Superman–I mean Romeo to the rescue! Um… The jokey facade faded, as his head darted from left to right looking for a water source. Where’s the water? Will you be okay?
Tristan Oh– their pinks went pink, and they let out a small laugh. I’ll be fine, I just forgot to take my iron meds…
Isabel stood by Benji. Hey Benny? There’s not fountains here. Me and Natalie checked earlier, she’s pretty pissed about it.
Benji nodded, biting his lip in the stress of it all. He looked down at Tristan whose eyes are half shut and he looked up to Isabel. Kay, thanks! I’ll see you later Izz!
He quickly waddled up with the half asleep Tristan, holding their head close to his chest so they could feel protected.
Okay, okay my fine Juliet–I have a water bottle in my car. You’re gonna be fine. He consoled them.
Tristan Ah…Thanks man. You got some AC in there too?
Benji yuuup, just try not to die on me, please?????
Tristan laughed. I’m not gonna die, I meant I was gonna fall asleep… They replied in a fatigued tone as Benji spedwalked through the convention’s VIP parking lot.
Benji quickly got his keys from out of his pocket, unlocking the car.
Beep Beep!
Tristan beep beep!
Benji beep beep! He replied, quickly opening the door to the passenger seat before setting Tristan down. He leaned over Tristan who was inches away from falling asleep, saying something quietly to where Tristan could barely here:
For someone about to faint, you’re still really pretty, Juliet…
Tristan Thanks, my fine shyt… they replied, assuming Benji was joking. Benji was in fact not joking.
Benji ’s cheeks went red before he sat in his driver’s seat, closing the door behind him so Tristan doesn’t sweat in the summer LA heat the convention took place in. He maneuvered over to the back seat and took out some ice cold water. He then snapped his fingers at Tristan. Wakey wakey!
Some time passes, and Tristan gains a lot more consciousness again in the next 5 minutes. Their eyes flutter open to see Benji looking at them concerned as their seat was pulled all the way down in order for them to have maximum comfort. Tristan must’ve slept a little bit after drinking the water.
Tristan Why hey! They smile, sitting up from their seat to look at the man in glasses chilling–or not chilling at all in the driver’s seat. I think I’m feeling better now–
Benji quickly pulled Tristan in for a hug. OH MY GOD. YOU’RE OKAY.
Tristan patted Benji’s back, giggling. Yes, I’m okay Romeo…I’m okay.
Benji I WAS SO WORRIED.
Tristan Don’t, you saved me dude! They replied, pulling Benji into a tighter embrace due to them seeing Benji’s leg jump up and down in a sort of anxiety. They moved their hand to Benji’s leg–holding it from shaking. No need to be be fearful when you’re my savior! They said, using their classic silly tone.
Benji I’m…your savior? Yay! He looked down at Tristan’s hand that was directly above his knee. He blushed, a lot a lot. Why…Thank you. He smiled, with his voice soft and quiet.
Tristan You’re welcome, you silly goober! Though, shouldn’t I be thanking you?
Platonic…
It was a long drive to the toronto airport, an eight aching hours even. Benji and Tristan were seated near the back, with Natalia just a seat over from them. Anastasia and Natalia were gossiping about the modeling industry with certain celebrities the blonde knows, though the puerto rican woman looked in the corner of her eye to see the gothic designer and the geeky cheeky lawyer sit awfully closer to each other. They were sharing a pair of wired earbuds.
Tristan aw, look, cows! Tristan pointed out the window, very eager–they almost jumped in their seats a little bit. Coooows!
Benji MooooooOoooo… Wait, is it true brown cows make chocolate milk?
Spencer , a seat in front of them, croaked out. No Benji, brown cows don’t produce chocolate milk.
Tristan & Benji didn’t reply, they just giggled at Spencer being seriously offended at cows.
Tristan Oh my god, yeah! You’re onto something Benji…because if the white cows are white and there is white milk, then wouldn’t that aaalso mean pink cows make strawberry milk?
Benji & Tristan looked over to the seat in front of them, snickering at the upcoming banter coming from Spencer’s mouth.
Spencer No, that is utter buffoonery–are your brains in the loo?
Benji & Tristan exchange looks, before… BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Spencer Okay, forget I say anything. Yes, yes, ignore the one intelligent one in this bus.
Benji & Tristan BAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHSHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
The bus then goes entire quietly.
Logan snores very loudly in a seat nearby, his body sprawled all over the seat. Richard was seated next to him, looking very uncomfortable.
Hoooooonkkk shoe…. Snorts Miiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiimimimimi~
Tristan began laughing soundly. Dude, why does he sound like that when he snores?
Benji I don’t know…
Then, the two loudly exchange laughter once more sounding like Spongebob and Patrick.
Richard goodness gracious, what a couple of goofballs…
Benji wait, wait Tristan!
Tristan hmmm? They make direct eye-contact with Benji, tilting their head a little bit.
Benji meets Tristan’s gaze, staring at their lavender colored eyes. His cheeks go peachy, like the color of water lilies. He chuckles a little bit, just due to how Tristan’s attractive unique appearance makes him a bit giddy. …What’s this song called? It sounds very good. He smiled.
Tristan gave him crinkled eyes with joy, leaning towards him by a simple draw of gravity. Oh, glad you asked Beeenji! They giggle. It’s called Witches, by Alice Pheobe Lou.
Benji nods, doing a small hum of approval. I like it–a lot. I like it a lot. Definitely adding this to a playlist filled with bangers!
Tristan neat! They jokingly did finger guns. It’s a guilty pleasure of mine, I love corny lovey-dovey type songs.
Benji clapped his hands together excitedly. Oh, why me too!
Tristan then leaned over to sing, breaking into song with joy as the chorus played. I’m one of those witches babe~! They giggled, before continuing to sing, funnily putting a hand up to Benji’s chest, caressing it lightly.
Benji ’s breath hitched, not expecting the hand to be so close to his heart–it was almost like Tristan was a gothic witch themself who casted a spell on the boy. He looked up doing a quiet hum of the beat of the song in approval of Tristan’s goofiness, swaying his head from side to side.
Tristan matching Benji’s head swaying, sweeped their hand off of his chest, causing Benji to hold his breath a little bit longer in the excitement seeing his dear friend sing.
Oh, I’m one of those witches babe!
Just don’t try to save me, cause I don’t want to be saaaaved~
Benji & Tristan then laughed once more, interlocking fingers by the pure joy and tension. No one noticed, it just kind of happened with their hands, like a spark between Victor and the frankenstein.
Then, the last part of the montage cut to the most classic Benji quote from last season, which was much earlier than the other two scenes.:
“Uh…Tristan, is it gay or straight to...date a nonbinary person?”
“...Why do you ask?”
Tristan ’s eyes widened, having an epiphany.
Zaid Yo, yoooo…. He put his hand above Tristan’s eyes, waving it back and forth. Earth to Tristan. Earth to Tristan!
Tristan Oh hey! They grinned. Sup?
Zaid put his hand above his chest, sighing. Oh–Awesome, he– I mean, they’s back with us. Phhhheeeeewwwww!
Tristan almost giggled at Zaid’s improper grammar trying to get their pronouns correct, though they didn’t mind Yeppp…Back from the dead.
Natalia daaang, Zaid was boutta rescue you from dying or something. Shi’s crazy.
Alessio suddenly got up, throwing the cards in the middle pile in the air like confetti.
I WON!!!! ALAS, I WON!!!!
Everyone who was originally sitting down to play B.S stood up, giving the painter a standing ovation.
Logan cheered, having no clue what was going on but was loud and proud. YEAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! GO ALESSIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ted , who made second place in B.S walked over to shake his hand. Hey, good job. He smirked. You did great, but don’t pretend like I’m not going to ask you for a rematch.
Alessio grinned returning the handshake as his lovely Canvas had a seat in his other hand. Ah, why thank you dear Ted! I would love to challenge you to a rematch, friend.
Ted was in the confessional, laughing. He placed a hand on his head.
Yeah, not a good look being a PROFESSIONAL poker player and losing. I was so close to winning, and that guy blindsides me. I better be careful, and also I don’t trust him. I could read everyone’s faces and tell everyone’s plans immediately…But his. I don’t know if it’s those bohemian looking glasses or the thick accent, but I have to be careful. This is a game of strategy, and If I’m not careful he could be the guy I lose to in this GRAND game. So yeah, I’m calling B.S on you Mr. Italian.
He pointed at the screen.
I don’t trust ya!
The moon then creeped into the sky, and mostly everyone was asleep. Except for two people…
Marissa Anastasia, we need to talk.
Anastasia smiled. Why, yes honey. What is it?
Marissa sighed. I love you, and I really care about your presence and well…Your reputation when it comes to this show. I don’t want to fight, and I don’t want you to be hurt. Can you please cut out the brute force strategy and don’t spy, go through people’s things, hurt others, and things like that? I know you really want the prize this much, but there are so much better things for that.
You deserve only the best…And you will get that by being the good, genuine person you are.
She spilled her heart out in front of her girlfriend, her breath shaky as she was overwhelmed by the love and affection she had for the model.
Anastasia Marissa, I adore your sentiment. She put her hand up to Marissa’s shoulder. I know–last season I…could not be my best, but I didn’t know you wanted that of me. I’m sorry for breaking your heart with my ruthless behaviour, love.
Marissa held in a gasp, doing a cheek to cheek grin. Thank you, so much for apologizing. I can already grow. She quickly gave her a peck on the cheek. They were in the hallway in between the bathroom and the storage closet, and she looked over at the economy class area where everyone else was sleeping. She sighed, glad no one could hear their vulnerability this loud and clear. I love you, and you’re going to do great things this season. Know so many people on this cast look up to you, because well–you’re Anastasia!
Anastasia Oh please, you flatter me. She tilted her head as her blonde hair fell down her back, exposing a part of her bare neck as trust. I promise, I am not going to go down a path of malicious intent…I, Anastasia, will be nice and respectful to all. No schemes, no nothing.
Marissa You promise, dear?
Anastasia chuckled. Why yes, I promise – and I’ll prove it. Right now. She moved in for both a kiss and a tight embrace.
Marissa !!! chuckled into the kiss, pulling her in closer by the waist like a knight and shining armor in platinum gear, ready to fight and do whatever it takes on the battlefield for her love in a glittery pink gown.
Anastasia lets go of the smooch, looking at her amazing girlfriend. I love you. She moved in for another kiss, and the camera pans out to two falcons flying together nearby the plane in the dark night sky.
Anastasia shed a tear, looking down with sadness and disdain. Control and fear is what I grew up with–especially in my household. I thought– she bit her lip, exhaling an honest breath out of her nose. I still think control is the way to the key, but for Marissa…I’ll try to be different. It’s just going to be a hard journey, especially since I wouldn’t know how to act with people giving me shit for being a model.
Trevor, Derek, Emily & Marcus all collectively in awe at the sky. Now that they were so high in the air and fleeing North America, the light pollution was nearly gone. So many colorfuls and stars were orbiting in the sky. It was like the milky way was within their reach.
Trevor Man, I’m starting to think I don’t even know if I want the plane to land! Isn’t she a beauty? He asked everyone in the cockpit, looking up at the sky and it’s array of sparklies.
Derek I want the plane to land, I’m getting awfully bored of sitting in this chair all day. I need ACTION. I need BLOOD.
Emily Woah woah, you’ll calm down with the future lawsuits soon. Just try to like, I don’t know, enjoy now? She said, screening what appeared to be ‘Total Drama’ on her phone.
Derek Hey! Derek looked like he just got his entire career insulted, not by her words but by the World Tour on her phone. What do you think you’re doing?
Emily Oh, nothing–Just viewing the show you ripped off for inspiration. Hey, can we at least have an Aftermath?
Trevor he quirked a brow. An Aftermath..?
Derek No, we are a completely different show and I will NOT tolerate the banter. Do you want to sleep with the other contestants out there?
Emily no, I can literally hear Logan’s snoring from out here. Ugh, I just feel like your poor ratings and cash deposits will go down due to you all saying ‘its too much in the budget’ for exit interviews…
Derek Oh, I’m sorry. I can put you in your place, do you want to join the interns cleaning the plane’s oil then? I can cut your pay too. He threatened.
Trevor Guys, stop the fighting! He cried out. Can’t you see? You’re tearing this family apart!
Emily kay, and can I tell you you’re not my dad?
Trevor Hey, heeeeyyy…We’ll consider the aftermath for you, okay?
Derek Wait–What?
Emily crossed her arms happily, setting her phone screen down. Good, thank you.
Trevor yes, not only that–But this season will be great–I’m thinking of trying something different…
- ”episode” end.-