Thread:Raised By Wolves/@comment-27060311-20160427003639

 True Help for a Friendship and the Sign of Your Habit Change 

 (From Episode 8 – One Flu over the Cuckoos)

"Hey, guys, wait. I think it should be DJ who gets the reward. He's the only one who really studied, and he always works hard for our team. Do you know a more lovable person?", you say. DJ smiles, as if he knows the real reason you're doing this.

-confessional- 

OC: "Trust me, DJ needs this. The stress of being with Chef all day is getting to him. A little time with his Mama, a little spa treatment and he'll be good as new."

-end confessional- 

"Yeah, I agree. DJ, go ahead.", Leshawna adds.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yeah, why not?", Duncan says. Gwen just looks at you and smiles. DJ heads into the Lame-o-sine.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Mama!!", he shouts.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"My big boy DJ! I've been waiting to see you!", Mama exclaims. They drive away.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Later, Gwen has a chat with you.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"OC, you're unbelieveable.", she says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"In a good way or a bad way?", you ask.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"The good way! What you did for DJ was amazing! Thank you, OC, you've really changed.", Gwen says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Well he was really stressed, it was the right thing to do.", you reply.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I'm so proud of you. And also, you need sleep. We both do, actually. Good night.", Gwen says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Good night.", you say.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Making a Friend Stand for himself 

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(From Episode 9 – Sand Witch Project)

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Everyone, I have an important announcement to make. I am in an alliance with Chef.", DJ says. Everyone gasps, even you - you can't let everyone know that you knew.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"DJ?! What are you doing?!", Chef shouts. Chris arrives.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I saw the cameras. Chef?!", Chris says, sounding pretty ticked off.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I can't do this anymore. I'm lying, I'm cheating, not only on my team, not only to my Mama, but to my integrity. From here on out, Chef, I am no longer a part of your alliance.", DJ says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Now, DJ, let's not be hasty.", Chef says, as if the alliance could still be saved, even though it couldn't.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I know, back home, Mama is watching the show and smiling. I love ya, Mama.", DJ says, with a single tear...

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"DJ, I'm glad you told us.", Leshawna says, and slaps him.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"What you think you're doing?!", she says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"That's not like you.", Gwen adds.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"At least you told us. Sorry for slapping you, come here.", Leshawna says, and pulls DJ into a hug, which DJ gladly accepts.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Duncan and OC : One Hand Washes The Other 

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(From Episode 10 : Masters Of Disasters)

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(Aw man, the others have already gone ahead!), you think.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Uh...this can't be good...", Duncan says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Duncan, hang on!", you say, and you jump over a stream of lava to reach him, and tackle him to the other side, where you reach the monkey bar things.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">You both start running up.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Thanks for that, OC.", Duncan says. While you're running, you've almost passed Trent when you trip, and hurt your ankle pretty bad.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh crap!", you yell.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh, dude...", Duncan says, looking at you. He whips his head forward and back, at you, then lifts you up. You try to run, but you keep falling and it's getting worse.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Duncan, just go, at least win the challenge.", you say.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"No way, man, come on!", Duncan says, and carries you on his shoulders, all the way to the end. Unfortunately, Trent beat you to it. But, the Screaming Gaffers won since Lindsay and Justin never made it to the end, and Chris gives the paper to DJ.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Trent’s Out For Good 

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(From Episode 11 – Full Metal Drama)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"He's so the next one to go!", Gwen says.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Later, to everyone's shock, Izzy arrives in the mess hall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Hey guys! Guess what, I was here the whole time, but I was in, like, hiding! Also, Trent got voted off. Fun!", Izzy says.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Umm...", everyone says.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Where were you hiding?", you ask.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh, there's this spare mattress in one of the sets.", Izzy said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(Wait a second...THAT'S why the mattress was lumpy...)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Why are you in our team?", Duncan asks.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"It's like, way more fun to be part of the winning team!", Izzy says.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Right...", Gwen says.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Who got voted off?", you ask.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Trent.", Izzy says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"How ironic...", Leshawna adds.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Hypnotizing” Owen 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(From Episode 13 – Ocean’s Eight - Or Nine)

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Uh, let's not use the explosive.", you say. Duncan shrugs and puts it back in his pocket.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Hmm...maybe we could try to pick the lock?" Gwen asks.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"What could the combo be?", you wonder.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Stand back, kids, let me see.", Duncan says, and starts messing with the lock. Then he punches the door.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Nothing.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Huh, that usually works when I stuff the dweebs back home into their lockers...", Duncan says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Duncan, this is a bank heist, not a high school.", you point out.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"No kidding.", Duncan says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Guys?! Is that you??", Leshawna asks.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yeah, we're here! Trying to get you out!", you shout.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oh good! It's a bit suffocating in here! But I did get a nice nap...", she says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Leave it to Leshawna to nap when she gets kidnapped.", Duncan says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I have an idea!", you say. You go back to crafts services and bring leftovers from breakfast and use it to bait Owen.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Oooooweeeeen...get the foooood...", you say slowly.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Foooood?", Owen asks.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yes, foooood...", you say, and dangle the bowl in front of him. You chase him and throw the bowl to Gwen, who sets it in front of the gate.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Owen slams into the gate, knocks it down and hits Leshawna.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Come on Leshawna, let's GO!", you say. The four of you start running, and reach the bank. The Grips are not too far.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"> <span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:13pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">A Little Of a Revenge To DJ 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">(From Episode 14 – One Million Bucks, B.C.)

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">You take your smaller bone, and slam it right on Justin's face.

<p style="margin:0cm0cm0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;"> -confessional'  - '

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">OC: Something about that was just...so relaxing.

<p style="margin:0cm0cm0.0001pt;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;"> -end confessional'  - '

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Ow! Hey! Not the face!", Justin says. He had a big red bump on his nose. You couldn't help but laugh, and while you did, you threatened to hit his face again.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"My face can't take this torture! I quit!", he says, and jumps down.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"The Gaffers win!", Chris says, and brings the big mammoth ribs for them. Same events progress, with the ribs falling in the tar pit and the egg being 'reclaimed' by the mother.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;">  Double Elimination and a Goodbye 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;"> (Episode 15 – Million Dollar Babies)

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"No, I'm just gonna send both of you home.", Chris says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"You can't do that!", Courtney says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Um, yes I can.", Chris says.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"But why would you do that?!", Gwen asks.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Well, frankly, both of you are really annoying me. And to think I liked you, OC. The show's lost a lot of money because of you, Courtney.", Chris says angrily. Chef picks you both up and drags you both kicking and screaming.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"This isn't the end of me! YOU'LL be hearing from MY lawyers!!", Courtney shouts.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Yeah yeah, whatever, pipe down why don't you?", you say to her. She starts trying to scratch you, and Chef throws you both into the Lame-o-sine. You stick your head out the sun roof and wave goodbye to everyone.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Bye everyone!", you shout. Everyone waves goodbye. Gwen quickly catches up as the Lame-o-sine starts up.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Wait, before you leave...", Gwen says, and kisses you.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"That's a great goodbye gift. Win for us Gwen!", you say as the Limo drives away. You also see Leshawna smirking at Justin for some reason. <ac_metadata title="TDA Tribute to OC"> </ac_metadata>