Mal's POV
It's late, I move quickly through the hotel, finding myself outside Sierra's room. A large thunderclap allows me to gain entry unnoticed as I stand over her bed. Moving to the side table I pick up her phone and crush it in my hand. There is a battle between between good and evil, it's time for the evil's victory.
On my way back to my room, I stop at YN's. Once again the thunderstorm is my cover. I stand over her, she is cuddled in the thick comforter with one leg sticking out, and she is snoring lightly. I bend down so my face is by hers' at the edge of the bed. I gently push some hair out of her face and half smirk half smile.
I make the decision that I will have her one way or another. A particularly loud thunder clap is what wakes me from her hypnotic beauty, and I quickly leave.
Your POV
The next morning we plan a surprise party for our new teammate Duncan, I knew he wouldn't like it, but Zoey and Cameron were adamant on doing it anyway. As suspected he was not thrilled, but may have actually had some fun especially when eating the cake.
"Duncan on the hero team, the fans will lose it! I have to get a photo for my blog!" She runs off only to shriek loudly, "My social media machine! It's in pieces! Oh hello, hello?" As she desperately tries to use the destroyed device.
-Confessional-
"Did I break her phone?" Mike asks hysterically.
Mal takes over manically laughing.
-End of Confessional-
"Ok, now that the weathers cleared up, get your waterlogged butts down to the beach for today's beat down! I mean... challenge!" Chris announces over the speakers.
"Welcome contestants!" Chris greets us as we arrive in a massive group. "It's challenge time! Chef didn't have time to cook team losers breakfast this morning because he was busy making these... Pancakes!" Chris shouts as we all groan at the sight of the oversized pancakes. "That's right it's eating contest time! Each team member gets one minute to scarf up as much pancake-y goodness as they can. Then you just have to race through a nausea-inducing obstacle course. First you got to get past the bouncy butts, they're a real pain! Then it's on to the retching rolling pin, and a swift kick from the grape crusher gets you back in line," he smiles.
"Pft, that won't be so hard!" Scott exclaims.
Chris frowns, "Really? Huh. I wasn't going to add this, but since Scott's not impressed... bring it in!" And with that a helicopter drops a giant bowl into the obstacle course. "Say hello to my little friend! I call it the salad spinner. The perfect end to a barftastic course. Players have to make it through the course without um... 'regurgitating'," to get back in line and stay in the game, but if you puke your benched!" I glance at Mike fearfully.
"Ready, set, scarf!"
Sierra starts us off but thanks to booby traps hidden in the pancakes she instantly vomits. I quick run in next, eating as much as I can. I find ants in the pancakes and almost hurl right there but luckily the music rings telling me to run. I make it through the course but just barely, up next is Mike.
-Confessional-
"Even if I could access my alternate personalities, I don't think they'd help. Svetlana only eats veggies, Veto's a carnivore, Manitoba hates carb's, and Chester would just complain there too much syrup," says Mike
-End of Confessional-
Just as the music rings at the end of Mikes turn some dynamite goes off blasting him straight into the salad spinner. He falls flat on his face nearby the control panel.
Mal's POV
"Can't resists a little chaos," I say pulling a lever on the control panel causing a flashing skull to appear.
Mike's POV
Courtney is next in the salad spinner but it overloads and shoots her into the trees as everyone gasps. I was lucky it wasn't me.
I walk back to the line as Sam begins choking down the mountain of pancake.
"Yeah, go Sam!" Duncan shouts, "Or whatever I don't care,".
"You know it's ok to be a team player," I say to him. He just glares. "What?" I ask defensively
"Just something about your voice that's kinda familiar," Duncan says.
Sam finishes the pancake and makes a run for it with Alejandro right behind him, but Sam wins.
-Time Skip-
At the elimination ceremony we discover that Sam hadn't eaten all of the pancake making the Villians the winners.
We all end up voting Sam out because he cost us the challenge.
Mal's POV
Just like that, the annoying slob is gone, I chuckle to myself. We all head back to the loser cabin, and I can't help but trail my eyes over YN's backside. Damn that girl has an ass. I stride up next to her, time to be Mike.
"It's too bad Sam had to go," I simper, feigning sadness.
"Yeah, but he was the weakest, it was going to happen" she says nonchalantly. I smirk down at her.
"What?"
"You're just the most cutthroat girl I've ever met," I smirk darkly.
"Thanks," she gives me a sideways smile, and her musical laugh fills my ears.
She is definitely an fascinating girl. Everything I would assume about her I come to realize is false. I thought she would be superficial, stuck up, boring, pushover, goody-goody, but instead, I find she is a strong, competitive, alluring, provocative, and mischievous but despite all of that she is still sweet to any person she deems deserving of it. Which as of right now she thinks I am, or rather Mike, and I don't want things to change. She will definitely be an ally when the teams merge.
"Night Mike," she whispers softly when we reach the cabin, offering a small smile.
"Night YN," I sigh.
