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ttwt episode 12

“Last time, on Total Takes, World Tour: Our surviving- I mean, remaining- teens ate, prayed, and loved in beautiful Rome, Italy! With an even number of players, the teams were divided in two- one half sent to a brutal, vein-popping, blood-spilling cooking challenge, and the others almost died in the arena. Tensions rose between Ass and Courtney, who’s promise to return to normal fell through the cracks faster than Team Friendship took the fall, leaving Mojo and Yaoi to share first class… much to everyone’s dismay, hah! With Mal and Albert coming to the same conclusion about the aforementioned, we’re just on the cusp of some class A drama! Will either of them spill the beans? Who will be mauled by man-eating lions this time? Find out right now, on Total Takes: World Tour!”

Without its usual two teams, economy class feels emptier than usual this morning. No one is really talking- with nothing to say about the game, there’s not much to say at all. None of the remaining players are here to chat, after all… except for one bubbly blond.

“Good morning! Rise and shine, everyone!” Kelly beams, walking into the cabin with a large tray in their perfectly manicured hands. “I have a special treat for you!”

Max opens his eyes groggily, staring at them as if they’d come barreling through the room with a Mariachi band. “Please tell me it’s ear plugs,”

“Nope! Breakfast in bed,” Kelly says, gracefully dishing out plates from the metal tray. “Well… breakfast in bench.”

They laugh at their own joke, as sunny and high-spirited as ever. Bonnie rolls their eyes.

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KELLY: “The team could use a little cheer… after all, we’ll be together for a few more days at the least- why not make the best of it?”

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Max sets the gruel-loaded plate aside and turns over in a vague attempt to fall back asleep. Bonnie notices him sulking, and quickly turns away, taking a bite of what looked like oatmeal to dissuade anyone from striking up a conversation. Max sulks further, and they sigh.

“Fine. What’s wrong now?”

“Nothing,”

Bonnie grits their teeth- they were already going out of their way to be friendly, but they wouldn’t play cat and mouse with him. “Okay, good. I’ll just go back to my side of the cabin, then,”

They stand, ready to return to their seat without another word, and Max shoots up. “Wait!”

“There we go,” they sigh, sitting back down on the bench beside him. “What’s up?”

“I just… don’t feel right about this. When I could keep an eye on him, sure, but now? They’re off in first class, talking about who knows what, doing who knows what…” he trails off, shaking his head. “It’s not that I don’t trust her, I swear- he’s just shady. I know he’s up to something.”

Bonnie sighs, vaguely gesturing around. “Listen, I’ve told you a million times. Albert is just some guy. He’s a little eccentric, sure, but…”

They stop when they could tell Max wasn’t listening. He stares dead ahead, out the window, lost in his own thoughts. They stand, mumbling “Why do I even bother?” before returning to their original seating.

Kelly scooches over to them. “You’re being a real team player, Bonnie. I’m so proud of you!”

“Whatever,”

Phillip licks his plate clean and sets it aside. “Yeah, you’re kind of like the team mom!”

Bonnie visibly cringes at this, standing and walking to the least occupied corner of the cabin.

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First class is positively buzzing this morning, but not in a good way.

Julia rolls over in her seat, covering her ears as Mal’s phone goes off for the umpteenth time. The aforementioned brunette is happily dozing, sleeping away without a care in the world as another loud chime emanates from her pocket every other second.

Finally, Michela snaps. “Can you just take it from her already?”

“No way. Last time I tried, she woke up and tried to bite my fingers off!” Julia snaps right back, whispering harshly. “If you wanna risk a pinky, be my guest!”

The two begin bickering back and forth, forcing Albert to sigh loudly and retreat to the confessional.

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ALBERT: “It’s essentially just what I thought- Michela is too caught up in the manure of human drama to make good decisions for the team. I suppose I’ll have to take the lead on this one. My first target? The goody two-shoes,”

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“Guys, please stop fighting! Save your energy for the game!” Courtney chides, speaking down to the two like an exhausted substitute teacher.

After a few moments of standing between them, Michela and Julia finally give in and sit in silence, exchanging glares with deep purple eyebags. Mal’s phone goes off again. Courtney smiles, and takes a seat next to Ass.

They chuckle. “Way to go, Mama Bear,”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Courtney shrugs. “I just figured if us, of all people, can put our differences aside, then mediating other conflicts can’t be too hard. I may not be a leader, but I can scold.”

“I know,” Ass sighs, rolling their eyes. The two giggle between each other for a moment before Albert returns from the bathroom, glaring at the display.

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ALBERT: “I have my ammo. I could tear apart Team “Yaoi” any time I like. But I need to reveal the information in a way that seems inconspicuous. I can’t be too excited…”

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He takes his usual seat next to Michela, across from Julia, and clicks his tongue.

“What’re you looking at me like that for?” the blonde snaps, turning up from where she’d been picking her nails.

“Nothing. I just…” he sighs dramatically. “Never mind… I just feel sorry for you.”

She turns red, and almost raises her voice to a shout before the intercom clicked and Chris’ voice covered her berating.

“Gooooood morning, passengers! It’s a bright and sunny morning over the Atlantic ocean, and we are dropping in hot! LITERALLY! You all have about two minutes to grab a chute and jump head-first into the water before we throw you out ourselves. Good luck!”

There was a split second of nervous glances and tensions lifting before every teen jumped from their seats and ran to the cabinet where Chris had left a bundle of packs.

“I hate that man,” Courtney growls, buckling the chute around them.

Ass shrugs. “At least we’ll outlive his ancient ass,”

The two snicker. Albert glares before quickly turning to Julia with a sympathetic expression.

“Here, let me help,”

“HEY!” she hisses as he pulls her in and snaps the parachute pack around her with a strange amount of expertise- or rather, confidence. Michela watched the interaction with a mystified expression.

Once Albert returns to her side, she whispers. “What’s with the touchy-feely? We hate her, remember?”

He tsked again and shakes his head. “I’ll explain the whole thing later. For today, let’s take it easy on Julia,”

Michela stares at him, frozen in shock. Before she can comment on his sanity, Albert grabs her and drags her out of the plane, Team Yaoi following closely behind.

The screams of the teens fade out as they release their chutes and land delicately on a floating platform in the middle of the sea. Chris stands on one end, in a red beanie and blue windbreaker, checking his nails. Once the teams are less disoriented, he clears his throat.

“Welcome to the Atlantic Ocean! We’re somewhere about, say… days from any sign of land, so you better get comfortable,” he chuckles. “Today’s challenge is all about the great unknown- the ocean! Did you know that-”

“We’ve explored more of our own solar system than the ocean. Yes, we’ve heard that one a million times,” Max says, crossing his arms. Chris glares.

“Alright, Smart Guy. Then I’m sure you’ll really enjoy being under that ocean, alone, for the next few hours, right? ANYWAY, as I was saying- today’s challenge is all about exploration. Each team will be cramming in this teeny tiny little submarine in order to find some of these!” Chris says, tossing each team a rolled up sheet of paper. Max catches theirs and unfurls it, squinting. “And before you say anything- that is, indeed, a treasure map! The first time to uncover the buried booty wins immunity, and first class privileges. Last team to the surface will sleep with the fishes. Hope no one here is afraid of sharks!” he gives the teams a big, toothy grin, as three small yellow submarines surface out of the inky depths.

Michela swallows a lump in her throat.

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MICHELA: “I hate fish, I hate the ocean, and most of all- I hate being underwater. I am a proud landlubber, and no amount of gold and jewels is getting me into that thing!”

---

Team Yaoi bounds into their submarine first, closing the hatch tightly behind them. Team Friendship follows, having to half-drag, half-persuade Bonnie to enter an enclosed space with their teammates.

Albert huffs as he studies them. “Looks like we won’t have much competition today, right? Michela?”

He turns to see her completely stiffened and sheet-white, as if she’d died and gone into rigor mortis. Albert raises an eyebrow.

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“No, no, no, no! You can do it by yourself, I’ll stay up here!” Michela shouts, clawing the docks as Albert drags her to the submarine hatch.

He narrowly dodges a kick from her platform boots and huffs. “We… are… a team! We do this… together!”

“I can’t!”

“You WILL!”

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ALBERT: “I know you’re probably wondering why I’ve suddenly decided to put so much effort into this nonsense. The answer is this: when you have no purpose in life, then you can get really rich and spend the rest of your days a hollowed-out shell of a human being… but in a yacht. Plus, this gives me something to do so I don’t have to focus on… all that,”

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Michela cowers on the floor of the sub, curled into the fetal position. Albert mans the captain’s seat, flicking switches and tapping lights.

“Seems set. Are you sure you’re not going to vomit? Passing out is okay, but we’re going to be stuck in here with a limited air supply, and I don’t want this place to smell,” he asks, looking at her from over his shoulder.

She shudders. “I’ll… I’ll be okay… I didn’t eat this morning…”

A red light suddenly illuminates the dashboard and Chris’ voice sounds over a small speaker. “Testing, testing! This right here is your only communication with the outside world- use it wisely! You can also broadcast messages to your fellow teammates, like so- just press that button under the speaker whenever you want to talk, and your message will be sent out to all receiving parties. You have about three hours of oxygen. Good luck!”

Michela shakes, wrapping her arms around herself. Albert turns back to the dashboard and rolls his eyes. “Beginning descent,”

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Julia squints ahead as their submarine swims through the depths, dodging schools of fish and volcanic mounds.

Courtney stares at their faded-out paper. “The map seems to indicate the treasure is in some kind of cave system, just up ahead,”

“Oh, great. Even deeper!” Ass sighs, leaning against the back of the sub. A large shadow casts over them from the window behind them and they quickly turn, but there’s nothing there.

“Stop being such a scaredy pants, the ocean is nothing to be afraid of!” Mal scoffs, pulling her phone out of her pocket. “I can give you a prayer if you need something to- wait- no- NOOO!”

“WHAT?!” Julia and Courtney ask in unison, whirling around.

“I have no bars!”

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JULIA: “Did she hit her head on something? That chick has been all over the place- one minute she’s a genius, next she’s back to being a lapdog. Unless she has early onset dementia… something is up,”

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Despite having the same number of players as Team Yaoi, Team Friendship’s submarine seems much more crowded. Kelly and Phillip are hovering over Max, one on either side of his shoulder- the blonde is ooh-ing and ah-ing at the colorful fish out the main window, and Phillip is backseat driving by pointing out all the controls.

“And that’s the water pressure gauge. It’s really helpful, because without it, we’d explode into a million pieces, and they’d never find our bodies. Because they'd be exploded into a million pieces,”

“Uh-huh,” Max says dryly, staring ahead.

“I know a lot about World War Two submarines. I think I was destined for the battlefield,”

“Listen, this is all really fascinating, but this isn’t exactly rocket science. I’m sure I can handle it,” Max says, shooing the two of them away. “Bonnie, what does the map say?”

Bonnie hangs at the back of the group, sighing.

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BONNIE: “Sure, I’ve always been outcasted, and sure, people have never really liked me, but at least back then I didn’t feel this weird pressure to be nice and helpful all the time. It’s like… saying no is a bad thing to these people- but letting them walk all over me just makes me feel gross,”

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“A few more meters and we should be at the mouth of the cave,” they say dryly. Kelly pats them on the back and praises their contribution to the team, which makes Bonnie cringe.

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Albert spits out a wad of gum and tears it in two, using the sticky substance to fasten the map to one side of the window.

Michela is still cowering in the back, hands over her eyes to avoid looking out into the inky depths, which puts Albert on both piloting and navigational duty.

“I’m sorry I can’t help more,” she quivers, blindly inching closer to the front.

He sighs. “It’s fine. I won’t let us lose,”

And with that, he pushes the controls down and they begin their descent into the cave.

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“Roger, roger!” Kelly says into the speaker, their finger pressed flat against the red communication button. “How’s everyone doing tonight?”

“Kelly, that isn’t a toy,” Max says. They ignore him.

After a moment, a response crackles back. “Hi, person from other team! We’re gonna getcha!” Mal squeaks.

Courtney’s faint voice echoes in the background. “Mal, that isn’t a toy!”

The speaker dies again, and Kelly giggles. Max rolls his eyes. “How close are we?”

“Take a left at the next fork,” Bonnie says, staring at the map. Phillip inches over to them and peers over their shoulder, breathing loudly. They grimace. “Haven’t any of you heard of personal space?”

He leaps backwards. “Eek! Sorry! I’m just really good at reading old maps, especially for stolen treasure. In World War Two-”

Bonnie presses their hands over their ears and sulks.

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“We’re close- I can feel it!” Julia grins, leaning forward and pressing the controls onward, bringing their sub deeper into the cave. “No more sharing, no more other teams, no more fake pity- hello, victory!”

Courtney and Ass exchange glances, but don’t push. Mal, on the other hand, turns away from the phone she’d been holding to the roof, hoping for a signal.

“Pity? Who pities the villain?” she asks.

Julia sighs. “I resent that title, you know. And it’s not important,”

Mal leans over her shoulder, squinting at her. “I don’t pity you. Assney doesn’t pity you… Michela doesn’t, either…” a thought occurs to her suddenly, and she frowns.

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MAL: “So, Albert knows about the Assney kiss. Big whoop! He’ll never spill. He’s totally evil, I know- I’ve seen his confessions! But he’s also a big mopey baby, and he’s cautious around Michela. I’m leagues ahead of him,”

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“We’re too far behind,” Albert says, checking the sonar on the control panel. His blip is comically behind the other two, with Team Yaoi in dead first. “If we can-”

Ksssssh. The speaker crackles to life again, and Chris’ ever-grating voice rings out through the depths. “Team Yaoi has entered the treasure chamber!”

“Shit!” Albert yells, looking around. If they lose- he’ll be forced to vote for Michela, something he didn’t want to risk. “Crap… I didn’t want to do this yet, but…”

He sighs and pushes the speaker button, putting on a cheery tone. “Good job, Team Yaoi. You guys really deserve the win. Or, should I say, Julia deserves the win,”

Back in the Yaoi Submarine, everyone turns to the blonde with raised eyebrows. Mal’s eyes are wide. Ass scoffs. “What’s he mean?”

“After all, it can’t have been easy… people going behind your back like that, forsaking the team for their own selfish wants,” he shook his head. “I’m just glad you won’t have to vote anyone off today.”

Ass and Courtney go pale as Julia leans over and presses on the button. “What are you talking about?”

Mal squeaks. “Wait-!”

“You really don’t know? Now… I just feel even sadder,” Albert’s voice said- his tone was depressed, but there was a twinge of glee in his words. “Ass and Courtney-”

“I SAW ALBERT AND MICHELA KISS!” Mal blurts out, shouting into the speaker.

Everyone falls silent. The feedback from the other end disappears, indicating Team Mojo has backed out of the communication line. Ass and Courtney blink, both too stunned to speak, and Julia just looks sick.

The crackling resumes, but it sounds much clearer than before. A new voice speaks.

“You. Saw. What,” Max hisses.

Mal leans in, nodding to no one as he teammates stare. “In the confessional! After the Los Angeles challenge!”

“What are you DOING?” Julia hisses, her eyes narrowing. “What’s your angle here?”

Mal hushes her. “I was waiting for the right time to say something… after I’d posted about it, of course… but I just couldn’t keep it in!”

The line goes dead again.

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Everyone in Team Friendship is pale. Even Kelly’s sunny disposition is clouded over, and Bonnie looks like they’re about to diffuse a bomb. “Max…”

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But none look more mortified than Team Mojo themselves. Michela has been snapped out of her anxiety, and is now staring straight out the window in shock. Albert grits his teeth.

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ALBERT: “I can’t believe it. I’ve… been outplayed. It’s almost impressive,”

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A faint ding sounds over the speaker, but Chris doesn’t have to urge anyone on before they burst into a musical number.

Max scoffs. “Girlfriend kisser! I knew he was a jerk, and now you’ve gone and dissed her,”

“Sure, he had his moments, but we’re not gonna miss him now!”

Mal sings along over the intercom, a grin breaking across her face as her impulsive move rides out. “Girlfriend kisser!”

“You’re gonna get- what’s coming to you- if it’s the last thing, I ever do-oo-ooh!” Max continues.

“That’s right!” Mal eggs him on. “That’s right!”

“That’s right!” the two sing in unison.

Max clears his throat and goes on. “Let’s go a little back, you got McLean sacked-

“Then he got out, you hack!” Mal continues. “And you set out for your attack!”

“All those times I knew you were bad news- I was right, it was true!”

Julia scoffs to herself. “Duh, it was so obvious!”

“Girlfriend kisser!” They sing in unison.

“You are not her new mister- you’re a jobless, vegan, nasty blister!” he huffs, jobbing his finger at the speaker as if it’s a person. “Girlfriend kisser! You’re gonna get, what’s coming to you- if it’s the last thing, I ever do-oo-ooh!”

The communication cuts out and Team Yaoi stares at each other, flabbergasted while Mal grins maliciously. Ass and Courtney share a guilty look, but neither one of them says anything.

Mal turns back to the team with a wide grin. “Well? Let’s win this thing!”

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Max slams on the submarine brake, holding them in place. He huffs and turns to the rest of the team. “Change of plans. We’re on a suicide mission- Team Mojo CAN. NOT. WIN!”

Bonnie grimaces. “I hate to be the last sane person on the team, but do you think that’s really-”

“YES, it’s necessary! Let’s move!”

Bonnie grumbles but concedes as he turns the sub around. Both Phillip and Kelly look to them nervously, the blond leaning in. “Um, shouldn’t you stop him?”

“Why should I do anything? I’m not your mom,”

“Yes, but I mean… you’re a voice of reason. Everyone listens to you!”

They grunt, and cross their arms. “Well, maybe you shouldn’t. Max- go get them!”

He nods back to Bonnie and speeds up, the goth smiling wickedly and watching as Kelly and Phillip watch, flabbergasted.

“Bonnie, don’t you think that’s a little mean to-”

“No! You know what? I’m sick of playing nice! I need SPACE!” They shout, storming off to the back of the sub (which albeit, only took a few steps). “You can like me all you want, but I don’t owe you anything!”

Phillip and Kelly wince at their outburst. Max chuckles and presses on.

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MAX: “It’s about time they learned about the wonderful world of boundaries. Sometimes they remind me too much of a dog that wasn’t socialized enough as a puppy,”

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Michela is still in shock as Albert presses on, speeding deeper into the cave system. His plan may have backfired, but there’s no stopping him now- except for Team Yaoi flying by in the opposite direction, treasure chest located firmly between the claws of the sub.

“CRAP!” He shouts, quickly turning around. It’s a race to the surface now- and all inhibitions are gone.

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“Follow that sub!” Bonnie shouts, pointing dead ahead at Team Mojo. Max grimaces and speeds up, going as fast as he can. “Get them, Max!”

Just as they’re about to ram into the back of the yellow sub ahead of them, it breaches the surface- Team Friendship just behind. Chris’ voice crackles over the speaker, now clearer.

“Team Yaoi has won the challenge! Team Friendship, as the last ones to surface, you’ll be up for elimination. Ciao!”

And with that, his voice disappears.

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“For the last time, Mal is a liar,” Albert says, storming through economy with Max shortly behind. Michela is sitting on one of the benches, hunched forward as if about to be sick. She hasn't once said a word since they docked, and based on the pale and sickly complexion she's sporting, no one has pushed her.

“How should I know? Mal's the only one who’s treated me with any DECENCY!” he shouts. Albert grits his teeth.

Bonnie, Phillip, and Kelly watch the display with tired eyes, none enjoying the back and forth that’d been consuming the cabin for hours.

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First class is much different. Courtney and Ass are attempting to sleep, though none have been very successful so far. Julia is huffing, pacing back and forth.

She spoke aloud as she walked the length of the cabin. “Mal did something insanely impulsive, incredibly risky, and just smart enough to win- she’s keeping something from me,”

“So? She’s a pathological liar who likes watching people squirm. Tell me something new,” Courtney yawns, turning over in their seat.

The blonde growls. “I’m not talking about her weird Chris McLean photocard Etsy or her AO3 account. I mean she’s hiding something big time, and it’s starting to irk me,”

Ass and Courtney looked between each other nervously.

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COURTNEY: “Could Mal have… no, no, she wouldn’t know. There’s no way! She probably just lied to get a kick out of it... right?,”

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“Welcome one, welcome all- what a day!” Chris chuckles. Max glares at him so coldly it makes the host shiver. “...Alright. Kelly and Phillip, you’re safe. Max, you’re partially responsible for the team loss today… and Bonnie, you might be the only person he would’ve listened to, and you egged him on out of spite! Hah!”

The campers stare back blankly. He clears his throat.

“But your team has voted, and decided that only one of you is expendable- and one of you is not,” Chris says, bouncing a bag of pretzels in his hand. “And that expendable person… Is…

…Bonnie. Sorry, dude, you’re out!”

They stand, breathing a quick sigh of relief. Bonnie graciously accepts the parachute from Chef and turns back to their team one last time.

“I hope you all learned a valuable lesson today-”

“Don’t push someone to their limit?” Kelly smiles nervously.

“Don’t kiss Max’s girlfriend?” Phillip says, earning himself a sharp glare.

“NO! Well, I guess- I mean, never mind. The lesson is to leave loners alone. We’re not all secret saps, you know,” they say, pointing. “And Max… man, good luck.”

And with that, they jump. Chris wipes a crocodile tear from his eye and gives scattered applause. “Beautiful!”

Max stands and storms off.

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“Okay, I acted impulsively. So what? I panicked! What was I supposed to do, let that rat take my prize blackmail?” Mal scoffs, pacing back and forth. A few rats perched on the boxes surrounding her give a round disapproving squeaks. “Sorry. I just mean… Albert is a snake, that’s what he is. And I won’t let him win.”

“You’ve made the correct decision. A later blow to your team can cause far more damage than an early one. He is quite the fool,”

The words are spoken with a faint smile, half amused, half in agreement.

The air in the cargo hold is stale and stuffy, towers of crates and luggage rising above the two teens like a jungle of pleather and plywood. Rats scutter around Mal’s feet, scaling her clothes and scurrying past the cross-legged boy sitting adjacent to her.

“I know. But there’s no way he’s coming back from this,” she grins wickedly, crossing her arms. “And if I can get Max on my side… Well, then that’s just easy-pickings until the finale!”

Frollo rolls his eyes at her glee, though not necessarily in judgment, wrapping a rosary around his hand. “What ever. If you think you can adequately punish those degenerates, then by all means,”

#ttwt #total takes world tour #holy shit guys. so much happening

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transgaypiratesanta · 7 months

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so I’ve seen some posts of quotes from the oxventure, and OH BOY. I have full-on NOTES about the oxventure and every piece of canon and fan theories I can get my grubby little paws on, AND I HAVE A LOT OF QUOTES. SO…. HAVE FUN WITH THESE!

DND

“Spicy… like a rat.”

“You asked the whales name?” “I’m just thoughtful like that.”

“Always check your bonfires for hedgehogs.”

“Needless to say Cthulhu is pleased and lunch is ruined”

“Oh no the cube! Not the cube!”

“He looks like dob but somehow evil and sexy”

“Nooooo… my mojo…”

“Oh you totally give the baby a dagger!” “That’s parenting 101”

“I flinch greasily.”

“Guys be real are we murder hobo’s?”

“I just wanna say I’m really proud of the amount of murder we’ve done.”

“Have you heard of the guild of the national trust?”

“Oo man I can’t wait to get redemption let’s kill everyone.”

“Do you have pamphlets?” “Let’s bore them to death!”

“Decisive action: throw that cat.”

“I have a moral objection but I’m going to let it happen because this seems cool.”

“🎵it’s getting hot in here. And they will all explode🎵”

“I lick the book and I am pleased”

“I know a lot of my plans revolve around watching dob sleep”

“Shut your filthy mouth Corazon”

“Let’s have a spooky sleepover.”

“Nature is beautiful.” “It sure was”

“+4! +2! +2! NUMBERS!”

“It’s not on fire or anything!” “Not yet, give me time!”

“We’re gonna have a sleepover in this crypt!”

“It couldn’t have been me-meant? If it wasn’t already… broked. That’s what I’ve always said”

“🎵maaaagic hand! Come out of my real hand!🎵”

“Wear whatever you want! Your bones, probably.”

“Their prudence hat”

“Is it orphans? You gotta tell us if it is.” “Ah. It’s orphans boss.”

“Skeletons… AHHHHHH”

“I love these loophole skeletons!”

“I would like to attempt to cast mend on the orphans”

“We just want less orphan juice”

“I’m imagining you making a snowman out of orphan paste”

“Oooo Skeletons be dexterous”

“We’re all team skeleton just some of us have flesh on top”

“I never liked you Kevin”

“Guys I’m not not in trouble”

“And then I turn the internal heat dial to cremation”

“BETTER OUT THAN IN DOES NOT APPLY TO ORGANS”

“MY ORGANS!”

“Do you want a vomit hug?”

“I’m putting my foot down on the husks.” “But then they’d just burst!”

“Is it bad that bear me wants to eat the husks? No I won’t I’ll be good”

“And I’m trying desperately to remain eye contact with HER, and not look at you guys swimming around in sandwiches”

“It’s in runes or something what is that?” “That’s a seven.”

“The consequences! They’re here again!”

“Meowwww” “I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!”

“Awh. And I’ve got his BOOTS!”

“Dob what did I tell you about necromancy?”

“Let’s put capitalism in the lake!”

“We can always claim it’s the fireworks show!” “NOT IF WE’RE DEAD!”

“Dogs are bound in skin!”

“MERILWEN THERES A BEAR! GO TURN INTO A BEAR OR FIGHT IT… or marry it… or something”

“Have we tried to befriend the footprints?” “Talk to the footprints!”

“Two very impulsive boi’s”

“Grease man from the ocean”

“Respectfully yeet him off the mountain.” “A somber yeet”

“If I was in something for 2 years”

“I saw the holes on the front and thought ‘that must be all the holes’ but then I looked on the back and there was ANOTHER HOLE THERE!”

“What are you dreaming about?” “Salmon.”

“Oh no they’ll take over the world with inexpensive furniture!”

“Break his spirit.” “And his back 😈”

“3 dimensional chess is just chess!”

“AUGH. OH YES. BISQUE 😩”

“What’s in this drawer? Dob? Oh no that’s a paperclip.”

“Person in charge of the Prudence mech”

“🎵yees I’m the best at thunderwave turns out!🎵”

“My shin!” “My Shin!” “… our Shin.”

“DID YOU JUST SUGGEST MERILWEN COMMIT AUTOCANNIBALISIM IN BEAR FORM?”

“I’m just a chicken walking around with a flameblade”

“🎵Eleanor rigbee, lived in a hive because she was a bee. Whooedy whee!🎵”

“The pirate. Didn’t. Say that.”

“This is the energy in the room we’re all going to regret later” “says that of the orphanage.” “I regretted it later!”

“Though he could discover spoons at any point”

“Phase one: walk to crime. Phase two: do crime”

“I’ll just do it and be a legend”

“In a way we’re already married in a very deep and legal way.” “For tax purposes.”

“Why is there so much tentacle milk here?”

“You just hear anarchy noises from out the window”

“We’re running out of time before he murders us accidentally with an idiom” “with beans”

“I’m buying ecstasy from an owl?”

“The sounds of muffled pirate violence”

“She might just destroy the world, which is where we keep all our stuff!”

“I faint.” “Okay dob’s having a short rest” “OH YEAH!”

“Thick orange hot water”

“She’s got the cutest little forces of darkness 🥰”

“As the Druid, no.” “As the dm, INSPIRATION!”

“I cast shatter on the only planet we have”

“I cast fracking”

“WE. ARE. COASTAL!”

“The eldrich being Flannery”

“We’re fracking landlords”

“Now we leave you and see if you go buduhduhduhduh”

“Cattle go missing, we never find out what happens to all the Harris’s” “season over.”

“It’s practically a victimless crime, unless there’s a victim, in which case hopefully it’s a hard to trace crime”

“I grease Merilwen to give her the best chance”

“WHY AM I DYING?”

“Because you told me to piss off!” “So you did THIS?” “yeah” “I HAVE MINUTES TO LIVE!”

“How’s the shat?”

“I cast mending on our friendship 🥺”

“How does a jackle… lift a bunch of cars?” “I don’t know.” “You jack ‘em all.” *weird laughter*

“Yes. No more pain where you’re going friend. No, you’re not very nice actually.”

“Well, solved the Richard problem!” “But what about the Dob problem”

“It’s very demeaning, so okay.”

“Well no Millie or ori that is obviously not okay. Little idiot.”

“Oh I HATE nature”

“Who wants in on my corpse sled idea?”

“Dob.” *quiet laughter* “oh no.”

“I give them an appraising look as if sizing up their corpses”

“I am literally everyone else in the world which means I am the best at sighing crying sad goodbying to my plot, the npc’s, the sanctity of lore…”

“These patrons aren’t gonna lick themselves!”

“Ohhhh it’s a sex thing.”

“Rule 3 no kink shaming.” “Damn right.”

“He drifts out the door… to go find something to kiss.”

“WAIT! I’ve had a thought! I want to kiss the dragon man.”

“Well. You’ve effed this right up Dob.”

“Well, if you’re dreaming about that, it’s probably out to get you.” “Every time you sleep, it gets a little bit closer.”

“It is always agonising Johnny!”

“Let me use my bonus action to slip in my own grease”

“All things must drink. I say wisely, and inaccurately”

“You take 4 points of… becoming soup damage”

“It occurs to all of you, and pardon my infernal, this is a shit idea.”

“Why do i have find steed if it’s not a rodeo?”

“I cough up some hemp and rope.” “Oh perfectly horrifying! Sure, yeah.”

“We never elected a leader!” “How could you talk to your leader like that?”

“I like turning into a cat all the time, the problem is I can’t do it.”

“that horny crew member sticks his head out to watch”

“So it’s slightly uncomfortable… and you outlive all your lovers… sounds like a good thing!”

“I wish to arrest Cthulhu now start screaming”

BLADES IN THE DARK

“Sir we’re in an antique shop.”

“What a great excuse to do some crime, though!”

“Nothing bad has ever happened to me in my entire life, I don’t think it’s going to start now!”

“Is it meant to be on fire? Because it’s on fire.”

“ITS A MASTERCLASS! It’s not a masterclass…”

“Classic squiffy, what a lad.”

“Hey! I need you to do me a favour! Well I say a favour, I’m compelling you.”

“We do a literal hitman, as in you run up, and hit the man.”

“He’ll live, but not well.”

“Spinning tops in places you don’t want them”

“I want a ghost who’s obsessed with me!”

“Everyone’s going out the front door! I’m just gonna set the house on fire!”

“Here’s what happens Barnaby, you glorious liability.”

“Have you heard about this thing called a union?” “… Let’s montage the rest of this conversation”

“Roll me for ‘Dave? Dave!’”

“Barbaby and workers rights are on the opposite end on the political spectrum”

“It’s not apoplectic with rage, it’s apoplectic with being right.”

“Fresh fish!” “Lovely crimes!”

“It’s going terribly here in the present! Maybe it went better in the past!” “Let’s retreat to the safety of the past.”

“I didn’t want to taste the sweat of the poor in the air!”

“So you want to be a nice, clean, sanitised butcher?”

“It’s like riding a bike” “a violent bike” “it’s like punching a bike”

“I came here to study ghosts, not become one!” “Imagine how much study you could do if you became one!” “I can’t hold pens!”

“The gilded idiot”

“Hands in the middle. Aaaaand dead Barnaby!”

“I’m choking a guy out… with my thighs”

“I smile. In a way that conveys limitless rage”

“I do not want to be traumatised because of archiving!”

“Won’t someone think of the molluscs?”

“Lilly and Zilly on a wedding adventure”

“Generally I judge things, but sometimes I choke them unconscious”

“The tiny urchins really wanted us to do it”

“No one tell him he has NO SOUL”

“Who is this anthropomorphic mouse?” (It was a child)

“Sorry I tried to fix it with fish”

“I’m going to start a clock that the wonderful mechanical man is working on without any of you”

“Are these children going to be okay?” “We’re they okay to begin with?”

“Stop making out with that brick!” “I’m not- do you know what making out is, Edvard?”

“I let my hatred of stairs get the better of me”

“I’m furious at my forearm.”

“It’s a piece of trash! Looks like something Edvard would make!”

“Mechanical man parts”

“Moving on briefly from infanticide, good job, I just asked you for your name”

“A healing cloak is quite hard to fill so I thought stuff that, I’ve acquired 2 giant goats”

DEADLANDS

“How old are you?” “Old enough. Are you old enough to make good decisions?”

“No more digging graves for neat, I’m gonna be putting people in graves for money!”

“I had a mule once.”

“That’s adulthood. Being angry all the time, but pushing it down until it’s the right time.”

“Have you ever met someone in your life who doesn’t like jerky?”

“I REMEMBER IT BEING A SIN”

“Let’s hope they’re extremely religious”

“Yeah well Andy’s lying, Andy wants us to fail.”

“I like to drink milk after I shoot two men in the throat”

“Very well then, Mr… not free”

“As you pass by the door, it does clip on the brim of your hat and it falls over your eyes and you can’t see anything.”

“Okay, okay.” *silence* “AAAAAAAH”

“I look at the other one, which seems like his spirit it hasn’t been broken yet 😡”

“I’m saying it nicely but in my head im like: I will kill you later.”

“Not trying to be rude, why do you smell so bad? I’m not trying very hard”

“Contracted late-stage tuberculosis. Got better.”

“Animal that’s been jerked”

“Tell me your life story”

“JERRY WHY”

“Horses can play, and you’re worried about if they can sit?”

“I’ve got a d8, but it’s now -2, because I’m DEAD”

*stabs someone in the eye* “oh sorry, I simply stopped paying attention!”

“Heck. Furthermore, dang.”

“One of the strangulation ones.” “Oh fun!”

“Is sharp rope a thing? WELL SHARPEN IT.”

“Sticky mc bang bang!”

“It was a terrible crime, I cut my lawn and i cut it too short. Anyway I’m to be hanged.”

“The cell is now swarming with ants.” “Yay!”

“Murder, for example, would be a no no!”

“He’s the same old Nate he’s just soft and cold”

#Holy hell there are a lot aren’t there?#Well.#dnd #dnd the oxventure #the oxventure #the oxventure presents blades in the dark #blades in the dark #Oxyeehaw #the oxyeehaw

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Hi. You're one of the 3 or 4 people here who still like Scott, which is wonderful, but I want to know, why do "fans" hate him so much? And the fandom would never let him post any picture of his family or anything personal, but love so much to see Tessa everywhere hanging out with hockey people, love her posting anything (she can do anything, I'm not criticising her). They make fun of a baby, they only share Scott's photos to make fun of him, any Tessa photo has a lot of likes here, specially with her fiancé, but Scott could be in a photo with Harry Styles that it would get like 10 likes.

This is just my opinion, but the 0.1 percent of the fanbase who followed them for the skating don't hate him.

The other 99.99 percent hate him because they were here for the fantasy relationship between him and tessa. They now hate him because he killed their fantasy at the Scott Hamilton event in November 2018. They continue to stan tessa because she still offers the aspirational fantasy life of marry rich and live the high society life everyday. I mean, who doesn't want that eh?

Scott, on the other hand, hasn't pursued the aspirational celebrity life. Instead he got himself a "job" in his hometown and started a family. Where's the fantasy in that, eh?

As a matter of fact, they have never liked Scott as a person. Even when they were spinning their narratives about him being tessa's arm candy, they were so quick to call him a drunkard if he was seen at a bar, etc.

I know we who actually care about him are mostly still here, but just don't post as much. The haters who do post show that they can't really differentiate between the characters he played in the icedance routines and the real person. They hate everything about the real person, from the way his eyes look: "his smile doesn't reach his eyes anymore"; "he's got too many bags under his eyes"; "he's lost his mojo" because they don'tsee him catting around on his wife; to the way he cuts his hair and the way he dresses. They cannot conceptualize that irl he might actually prefer short hair and is quite comfortable in what he chooses to wear. It's not like he's putting himself on display for their benefit. They can find nothing positive to say about him without a comparison to "latchscott", mahlerscott, etc. Yet they can't seem to leave him alone.

They follow his teams not because they give a whooptido about his teams but as a way of keeping tabs on him so they can criticize him ad nauseum. When they're not shading the costumes his teams wear, they're shading his ability as a coach.

Anyways, just a few of my thoughts, since you asked.

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Running and Crying

We were clipping along. We usually did. And it always ended hard: with the steep, four block climb back to my house. It’s a runnable hill, but just barely.

Brigid’s small frame didn’t appear to strain. Her gold and brown ponytail swished rhythmically in the sun. Today it felt like a cat toy, taunting me to keep pace – but I wasn’t feeling it. Without warning, my frustration welled up and gripped my throat.

We always associate crying with the eyes. But anyone who’s tried running and crying knows it comes first for your throat. More like a volcano than a rain storm. It starts in the molten core – but pretty quickly takes hold of the neck, and cuts off normal breathing.

It’s impossible to run without breathing. And in the battle between running and crying, crying always wins. It’s like blowing a fuse: the outage is sudden and complete.

I don’t know why I cracked that day – without the usual joy of racing back to the barn. Instead of basking in the fitness of my 28 year old body, I could only think about how I was chasing a state record holder; a many-time D1 All-American, who, when the chips were down and the hills were high, would always be more talented than me.

99% of the time, no complaints on that score. I genuinely love training with athletes who have more talent; who give me the fire to level up. After all, if you run with fast women, you have a shot of being a fast woman.

This applied to every workout I did with Sarah Lesko. Her talent – and iconic ‘Lesko Legs’ stride – spurred me on to pinnacle masters fitness. So many runs and workouts. On occasion, there were tears. Through life’s travails, I remember several mid-run cries at Green Lake, and a couple more on the Burke-Gilman Trail.

Unlike my earlier days with Brigid, though, I learned the healing power of hitting pause. It’s quite a thing to stop in your tracks and surrender to tears; to awkwardly hug and hold each other in the middle of a public path, and then slow-jog it forward. Always forward.

More recently here in 2022, moments of sadness and frustration took on a new tenor. After 2+ years of the pandemic, cultural and company roller coasters, and the loss of my father in February, I was losing my emotional mojo.

I was heading out the door for my usual runs; on the routes that typically inspire me. But I was returning empty. Not sad, not happy… just tired. Numb.

“You got this, kid!” my Dad used to say. All I could feel was that I definitely didn’t got this.

And so about a month ago, thanks to the people closest to me, I started a three month sabbatical. At the time, it wasn’t on my radar. But when the idea was presented to me, I knew it rang true. And that with the team we have at Oiselle, the bird would be in good hands while I was out.

My gratitude for this time to breathe (and read, and reflect, and create, and be with my family) is a gift far greater and more essential than I could have ever imagined. I’ve had some great runs and some good cries. So far, they’ve been separate, but my heart is open.

After all, may we live in a world where it’s far better to embrace the public spectacle of running and crying and gasping and hugging – than to feel nothing at all.

*** Post-script: along the lines of reframing sadness, I have been loving Bittersweet by Susan Cain. She creates an entirely new lens through which to look at longing – which holds hands with growth, and is often a precursor to creative transformation. Highly recommend!

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Concacaf feels more like a "test the new kids and new tactics" kind of tournament. We'll probably see a more Olympic lineup team during Shebelieves and the June Korea friendlies.

Forward wise, the only locks I have right now are Jaedyn and Trin.

Alex could be on if she keeps this up

Soph hasn't gotten her mojo back ever since she got injured last year and it really sucks to see. If she doesn't get better once the season starts or during Shebelieves, she probably won't be making the Olympic team.

I'm not entirely sure about Lynn. She's great at Gotham, but underwhelms in National team.

Idk about Midge, sometimes I feel like everyone forgets about her.

Mal we'll have to wait and see if she starts for club. If she does I think she'll be at Shebelieves. Not sure about Olympics tho.

Cat is Emma's favorite so she'll probably be on. She'll definitely be at Shebelieves to see how she gels with the team. However, she's just coming off an injury and she plays in a farmers league. Yeah she scored in her first game back, but how's she going to do against tougher teams? I can see her coming in as a super sub.

I do think that the She Believes and June friendlies are going to be huge for trying to piece together a potential Olympic roster but I would personally take this Gold Cup tournament a *little* bit more seriously. As far as competitions and stuff goes the schedule that these gals are playing at right now is closer to the Olympics than anything they’re going to get until they’re in France.

Barring any injuries and comebacks (Mal, Cat, Alana) I think the Gold Cup roster and the Olympic roster are going to be pretty dang similar…

#uswnt

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25. Wildcat (Mavericks Tackle Love #1) by Max Monroe (3.5*)

3.5 stars

MCs: Quinn + Cat

POV: dual

Quinn Bailey the man that you are

this book was half meh / half awesome, with a pinch of chapters that randomly started off with a summary of the previous chappy, like why? - but honestly knowing that it's two authors makes perfect sense💀

tbh after the first 17% / 2 hours it was a chore to pick this back up, but I'm glad I did, cos it ended up producing some pretty fun scenes, once things started going

it gets spoilery from here, so beware

some of the highlights include:

× all the sports related stuff, sometimes sports romances only touch on the sport here and there, but this book gave us a lot of practices, gym sessions, team bonding and game moments + fan interactions, tabloids and QB on insta and q frankly I ate it all up, this is the sorta stuff I wanna see in my sports romances, not just an obligatory mention of it every hundred pages or so

× QB everyone, the guy was such a cinnamon roll, but he also knew how and when to take charge, he fuckin carried this book on his big, handsome back

× the cat references on insta & irl, their date to the painting shop, the painting he did of the two of them with the backdrop of a times square that's littered with cat puns, eating maccyDs in the car wash, doing a 6 hour back & forth flight just to be in the same death trap as your crush, said crush returning the favor & visiting you at the arena, Cat surprising QB at their game in his jersey (no.9 baby), letting him know she's all in and the guy finding his play mojo and quinching that victory in the last 15s with a 32 yard TD, when he spent the past 4 quarters playing like shit & eating dirty cos he was heartbroken, helping her over the railing after the game and smooching in front of everyone then declaring his love on espn right there on the field, moving in together and hanging her paintings in their new home, creating her a workspace, just chefs fuckin kiss all of it

I could start listing the not so great, but I'm not gonna waste my time on it, (tho the BJ scene and the lead up was😭💀) I found that the good stuff made up for the not so great and it was worth wading thru, cos the highs were really high

was I the only one waiting for a Casey & Danver meet up? they would've made a 🔥duo

so yeah, this stumbled a bit, but then it also served, I'm gonna round down, but the good bits were 4/5 star material

excited for Sean and Six's story

PS.: Cat Wild is a 🔥 name for a protag, and Q.B. for the quarterback? get outta here😂 loved QB & his wild kitten

(ax2

narrators were great💜)

#2024 #Wildcat #Mavericks Tackle love

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Here are a couple more episode titles for Little Einsteins: New Missions.

The wish fish. The Little Einsteins meets a magical goldfish with stars on its scales. She is called the wish fish. But Big Jet swooped in and he took the wish fish! Will the team save her?

June’s dancing kitty cat. June introduces us to her pet cat, Windy. She trained her how to dance.

June and Annie’s mermaid mission. June and Annie become mermaids.

June’s underwater ballet. Misty invites June to take part in an underwater ballet.

Penguin predicament. The Little Einsteins find a baby fairy penguin in a cooler and vow to escort him home to his mommy in Australia.

Baby tulip and the spring chicken. The team visits baby tulip in the Netherlands and asked them to find the spring chicken to announce the arrival of spring before Big Jet can try and ruin springtime again.

June’s toy story. June needs our help to find her toy elephant that she used to snuggle with back when she was a baby.

The magic charms. The kids find 4 magical charms.

Safari party. The Little Einsteins were invited to baby chimpanzee’s birthday party at Serengeti National Park in Tanzania!

A Little Einsteins April fools day! The team play practical jokes to make each other laugh. But Big Jet was taking the pranks too far.

Rocket surfs the web! The Little Einsteins were on a mission in cyberspace to stop Big Jet and kick him and his crew out of the internet before they make it to the center.

Leo’s missing sock puppet. Leo, Annie, Quincy, June and Rocket and the rest of the team were invited to put on a puppet show in Prague in the Czech Republic with June’s very good friends, the three silly puppets. They want to make a sequel for “the 3 silly princess and the puppet princess”. June was gonna be the puppet princess, and Leo was gonna bring his sock puppet Charlie. Charlie had blown away in a windstorm! Will they rescue Leo’s sock puppet? Only time will tell.

Animal playtime. Rocket invites his girlfriend Rockette to come to Serengeti National Park in Tanzania to play with the his baby animals. But this time, baby giraffe, baby chimpanzee and baby elephant invited new friends for Rockette to play with. They are baby hippo, baby zebra, baby lion, and baby African fish eagle. Rocket brought toys to play with, but Pink Sparrow stole the toys! Will they get them back?

Presents in peril! The Little Einsteins were getting everything ready for Christmas. They were wrapping presents to give to each other. However, Leo hasn’t thought of a present for his music pet, Melody. Leo wanted Melody to feel special because everyone should feel special on Christmas. He was thinking about what to give to her, when they got a call from Santa Claus. He was worried. His sack has burst open and all the presents had scattered around the North Pole. Will the team find all presents in time so that everyone shall feel special during the holidays? And will Leo think of the perfect Christmas gift for Melody? Only time will tell.

Trouble in Townsville. The Little Einsteins travel to the city of Townsville to visit the Powerpuff Girls after Annie saw them on TV. But when they arrived, there was trouble! Mojo Jojo and the other Townsville bad guys made an alliance with Big Jet! Last night, Big Jet showered the Powerpuff Girls with Antidote X and now their superpowers had gone! And they were taken hostage at Townsville volcano mountain! Professor Utonium was relying on the Little Einsteins to deliver the Chemical X to the Powerpuff Girls so they can get their powers back so they can save the day? Find out soon.

Cluster Prime calamity! The Little Einsteins were watching My Life as a Teenage Robot on TV when they got a call from Brad, his little brother Tuck, and Dr. Noreen Wakeman. They top them that XJ-9 aka Jenny has been kidnapped by the cluster and was taken to the planet Cluster Prime! That triggered a silent alarm, waking up all 8 of Jenny’s prototype sisters. They want the Little Einsteins to rescue Jenny so they can take her home and beat the cluster before Jenny becomes part of it again. Will they save her before it’s too late?

The lonely little lamb. The Little Einsteins were harvesting fruit and vegetables, when they saw a little lamb. And she was very sad. She was separated from her mommy and all the other sheep. Will the team help the lamb get back home safely?

A blanket for the ballerina. June found a purple blanket that she used to het tucked in when she was a baby. But that mean purple helicopter, Purple Pest took it away! Will the team get the blanket back?

Hunter’s Hinamizawa horror! The team got a call from their friends, the Japanese instruments. People in a town in Japan called Hinamizawa are getting a bit out of hand and they don’t know why. Can the team find out what’s wrong?

Big Jet’s animatronic Einsteins. Big Jet was plotting his most dastardly plan of all. He build animatronic copies of the Little Einsteins. He was gonna send them loose and they’ll start hurting hundreds of innocent people! Can the real Little Einsteins stop those tin imposters before anyone gets tragically injured?

Stuck together in the scrapyard! Rocket challenged Big Jet to a race to prove who’s faster when they got stuck together by Experiment 251 aka Link, who was working for his bungee jumping job, but accidentally stuck them together. Rocket and Big Jet tried hard to pull apart, but their arguing caused them both to crash land in Vic Berry’s scrapyard in the UK! Rocket told Big Jet that if they were gonna get out and stay alive, they had to work together. Will they get out alive or will they both be cut up and turned into tin cans? Only time will tell.

Purple Plane’s party! Annie was having a party to celebrate the anniversary of when she got Purple Plane at the toy store. But Big Jet had kidnapped Purple Plane and put her in a cardboard box! He was gonna put her in the yard sale and sell her! Will the team rescue Purple Plane before Big Jet brings her to his yard sale? Only time will tell.

Rocket runs away! Rocket saw something that he thought was really scary and he was so frightened, he ran away! Can Amanda & the others help the team find Rocket and bring him back home so they can figure out what scared him? Only time will tell.

#little einsteins #my stories

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