Continued: Episode 14: “One Million Bucks; BC”
(Yurie’s POV)
“ARE u CRAZY?! NO, I WILL DEFINITELY NOT wear that thing!!!” I shrieked.
Chris looked at me. “Just wear it, Yurie.”
I gritted my teeth. “Fine. But no way am I going to do this.”
“Yurie…”
“Fine. I was kidding. I love this. Yay, look at me, I’m knocking someone into a tar pit!”
“You mean you’re getting knocked INTO a tar pit,” Courtney glared at me.
“Speak for yourself.” I snapped. I wasn’t my usual self today, god knows why.
***
“I have to wear this?” I stared at the weird vacht, bont costume below me. Oh, well…
I put it on. “AAAAAHHHHH!!! I look… seriously… I mean…”
“Yes, u do,” Courtney sneered at me, who surprisingly looked cute in her fur-thing.
“Shut up,” Duncan stepped in to defend me. “Yurie… u look awesome. Really.”
“Sure. Right.”
“What about me, Duncan?” Courtney poked him.
“What?”
“You and me?”
“Oh. I zei no, Courtney.” He walked away, putting his hand on mine.
I blushed and smiled.
***
After the fire, Chef handed us our bones. Surprisingly, we had the smaller ones.
“But…”
“Duncan made brand with a lighter. So, that means Lindsay was the first.” Chris grinned.
I glanced at Duncan. He was trying to avoid my gaze.
I walked to him. “What were u thinking?” I whispered.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
I didn’t say anything; I just kissed him.
He smiled.
“Okay, Lindsay and Heather, you’re first.” Lindsay can be so dumb, it’s crazy. Heather hardly did anything.
“Next, we have Harold and Justin!” Chris said. I wasn’t really watching. They were both covered in oil. “Justin wins!” Chris announced. Oh.
“Beth and Duncan,” were next. I watched closely this time. “Duncan, be careful!” I called.
He gave me a nod. But then, a bird knocked into him and hit him into the tar pit. “No!” I yelled, rushing over to him.
“Are u okay?” I asked him.
“Fine.”
Alright then…
“Gwen and Courtney!” Chris announced. The scores so far were: Gaffers: 1, Grips, 2. Damn. “Yessss!” Gwen zei after a while. Oh, I guess she won. “Not fair!” Courtney protested. “I slipped.”
“Too bad,” Chris said.
“What about me?” I squeaked.
“Oh. The tiebreaker. Who would like to go against her?”
I looked around. No one offered. Then Courtney said: “I’ll do it.” She glared at me.
I lifted my chin, and prepared.
“Whoa…” I found it was indeed very slippery on the rock. Right after Chris gave the signal, I saw some kind of craziness and anger in Courtney’s eyes.
She knocked me off. I fell onto the grass. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t.
“CRAP, GET ME UP!!!” I shrieked.
(Duncan’s POV)
“Nooo!” I yelled. I can’t believe this was happening. My love of my life; my girlfriend… hurt like this. “Yurie, what’s wrong?”
“Everything.” She said. “My ankle feels broken.” She closed her eyes and muttered some random words in Japanese. {Watashi no (something something something)}
“Kiyurie wins!” Chris said. WHAT?!
“What!!!” Courtney zei angrily.
“As u know in “Masters of Disasters,” serious injury triumphs all,” Chris declares.
Oh, right. That. I felt a pang of anger towards Courtney. It was meer than a pang, actually. It was silent flames of rage inside me.
***
(Kiyurie’s POV)
“Hey, that hurts!” I zei as Duncan felt my ankle.
“Sorry,” he zei back. I was sitting in my cabin, in my bunk, with Duncan beside me.
Well done, I zei to myself. I won for the Gaffers.
“You okay?” Duncan asked.
I nodded. “Hold me,” I demanded.
He held me putting my head in his lap. He stroked me. We sat like that for five minutes, then I said, “Duncan… what were u feeling after u found out… when I fell off?”
He smiled. “Well, first of all, I was scared that I would never see u again. I couldn’t handle that…”
“Go on.” I smiled.
“I felt angry at Courtney for doing this to you.”
“And…?”
“That’s about it. And I loved you, too, but that doesn’t count, since I always love you.”
“Oh. That’s all I wanted to hear,” I said. I cuddled him.
“Really?” He said. “Well, that’s true.” He hugged me back.
My ankle didn’t hurt anymore. All I could feel was a warmth in me, the bed under me, and Duncan’s strong arms around me.
***
To be continued. Please commentaar and rate! ;)
(Yurie’s POV)
“ARE u CRAZY?! NO, I WILL DEFINITELY NOT wear that thing!!!” I shrieked.
Chris looked at me. “Just wear it, Yurie.”
I gritted my teeth. “Fine. But no way am I going to do this.”
“Yurie…”
“Fine. I was kidding. I love this. Yay, look at me, I’m knocking someone into a tar pit!”
“You mean you’re getting knocked INTO a tar pit,” Courtney glared at me.
“Speak for yourself.” I snapped. I wasn’t my usual self today, god knows why.
***
“I have to wear this?” I stared at the weird vacht, bont costume below me. Oh, well…
I put it on. “AAAAAHHHHH!!! I look… seriously… I mean…”
“Yes, u do,” Courtney sneered at me, who surprisingly looked cute in her fur-thing.
“Shut up,” Duncan stepped in to defend me. “Yurie… u look awesome. Really.”
“Sure. Right.”
“What about me, Duncan?” Courtney poked him.
“What?”
“You and me?”
“Oh. I zei no, Courtney.” He walked away, putting his hand on mine.
I blushed and smiled.
***
After the fire, Chef handed us our bones. Surprisingly, we had the smaller ones.
“But…”
“Duncan made brand with a lighter. So, that means Lindsay was the first.” Chris grinned.
I glanced at Duncan. He was trying to avoid my gaze.
I walked to him. “What were u thinking?” I whispered.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
I didn’t say anything; I just kissed him.
He smiled.
“Okay, Lindsay and Heather, you’re first.” Lindsay can be so dumb, it’s crazy. Heather hardly did anything.
“Next, we have Harold and Justin!” Chris said. I wasn’t really watching. They were both covered in oil. “Justin wins!” Chris announced. Oh.
“Beth and Duncan,” were next. I watched closely this time. “Duncan, be careful!” I called.
He gave me a nod. But then, a bird knocked into him and hit him into the tar pit. “No!” I yelled, rushing over to him.
“Are u okay?” I asked him.
“Fine.”
Alright then…
“Gwen and Courtney!” Chris announced. The scores so far were: Gaffers: 1, Grips, 2. Damn. “Yessss!” Gwen zei after a while. Oh, I guess she won. “Not fair!” Courtney protested. “I slipped.”
“Too bad,” Chris said.
“What about me?” I squeaked.
“Oh. The tiebreaker. Who would like to go against her?”
I looked around. No one offered. Then Courtney said: “I’ll do it.” She glared at me.
I lifted my chin, and prepared.
“Whoa…” I found it was indeed very slippery on the rock. Right after Chris gave the signal, I saw some kind of craziness and anger in Courtney’s eyes.
She knocked me off. I fell onto the grass. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t.
“CRAP, GET ME UP!!!” I shrieked.
(Duncan’s POV)
“Nooo!” I yelled. I can’t believe this was happening. My love of my life; my girlfriend… hurt like this. “Yurie, what’s wrong?”
“Everything.” She said. “My ankle feels broken.” She closed her eyes and muttered some random words in Japanese. {Watashi no (something something something)}
“Kiyurie wins!” Chris said. WHAT?!
“What!!!” Courtney zei angrily.
“As u know in “Masters of Disasters,” serious injury triumphs all,” Chris declares.
Oh, right. That. I felt a pang of anger towards Courtney. It was meer than a pang, actually. It was silent flames of rage inside me.
***
(Kiyurie’s POV)
“Hey, that hurts!” I zei as Duncan felt my ankle.
“Sorry,” he zei back. I was sitting in my cabin, in my bunk, with Duncan beside me.
Well done, I zei to myself. I won for the Gaffers.
“You okay?” Duncan asked.
I nodded. “Hold me,” I demanded.
He held me putting my head in his lap. He stroked me. We sat like that for five minutes, then I said, “Duncan… what were u feeling after u found out… when I fell off?”
He smiled. “Well, first of all, I was scared that I would never see u again. I couldn’t handle that…”
“Go on.” I smiled.
“I felt angry at Courtney for doing this to you.”
“And…?”
“That’s about it. And I loved you, too, but that doesn’t count, since I always love you.”
“Oh. That’s all I wanted to hear,” I said. I cuddled him.
“Really?” He said. “Well, that’s true.” He hugged me back.
My ankle didn’t hurt anymore. All I could feel was a warmth in me, the bed under me, and Duncan’s strong arms around me.
***
To be continued. Please commentaar and rate! ;)
