FSI: A Tug On Reality Part 2

"Start the challenge on my whistle!" Mr. Director said. "1... 2..." - the contestants tightly gripped their rope - "GO!" Mr. Director then blew into a whistle around his neck.

The two teams pulled the rope and struggled.

"Uh! Rope burn!" Tonya whined on the Rocks side.

"Dork Vader!" Bunny yelled at Dork Vader, who was gripping the rope in front of her. "Aliance time!" Now!"

Confessional: "OK... time to find out what being in an aliance with Bunny is all about!" Dork Vader said.

"OK!" Dork Vader said eagerly.

"I need you to-" Bunny said, when suddenly Otter cut her off.

"I like stuffing my training bra with mashed potaterz!" Otter said.

Bunny rolled her eyes. "Uh! Why'd you have to be next to me!" she yelled.

"What what do you need?" Dork Vader questioned Bunny.

"I need you to switch me spots!" Bunny roared, changing her aliance plans to get away from Otter.

"No way." Dork Vader said. "Otter scares me."

"You got that right!" Richard screamed from the front of the Flea's rope.

Bunny's eyes widened.

Confessional: "Ok.. so originally I had plans for Dork Vader to pull the rope with all his nerdy might as I sit back and relax. Hey maybe I should just sit back and relax!" Bunny said. "Yeah, I'm so going to act as if I'm pulling the rope so my team can do the work for me. Anyways, Otter however is just... creepy!"

Confessional: "Telephone sandwitches help with your everyday tuba life." Otter said.

On the Rock's side, Izzy and Squirrel were both at the end of the rope, staring into each other's eyes.

"You know, if you fall, we fall together..." Izzy said.

"Aw thanks Izz." Squirrel said.

"Enough googly love and start helping meh and mah whiskey!" Doggy Grandma said from the very front of the rope, almost falling.

Confessional: "Them youngins and their romance." Doggy Grandma said in dismay. "but I'm fine as long as I have mah whiskey!" Doggy Grandma then started making out with a whiskey bottle.

The Fleas, except for the "relaxing" Bunny, tugged the rope with a strong might. Since Izzy and Squirrel were carelessly tugging, Doggy Grandma fell into the canyon.

"Weeeee!" Doggy Grandma said falling itno the canyon. She landed on a smelly matress, as did her whiskey, which bounced off the matress and into her hands.

"Squirrel! Izzy! A little help!?" Slick yelled assertivley.

Izzy and Squirrel started to make out, but they improved thei pulling-techniques.

"Uh! You both are nasty individuals that I plan on killing in the future!" Pet Rock yelled from under Squirrel's feet.




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"My soul is kept in a jar of mayo and car grease!" Otter yelled from behind Bunny.

"Uh! Shut up!" Bunny yelled.

"Man we really need to work on our strategizing when it comes to, who stands next to who." Fox said.

"Yeah." Richard said next to Fox.

"You know you're just proving my point." Fox said staring down at Richard.



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The Rocks continued to struggle.

"Oh crap oh crap oh crap!" the Game Master said.

"I know!" Batty said. "Near death experiences aren't really my forte!"

"Oh I'm not worried about that! Not at all!" the Game Master said. Batty raised an eye brow. "I'm more worried by the fact that we might lose to Fox!"

You two sickening rendevous idiots!" Pet Rock yelled from beneath Squirrel. "Stop what you are currently doing and put some back into it! Or give me a fancy mustache!"

Izzy and Squirrel ignored and continued kissing. From this, Slick, who was closest to falling, was pulled into the canyon. He fell next to Doggy Grandma, avoiding the hot rocks as well.