Final Night:
Top View
The first 3 couples that's been confirmed in the Truth Booth come down the stairs... Alec and Alyssa, Brad and Fungi, Mikale and Ana...
Russell and Feather, Darnell and Lindsay, Leif and Sara
Emily-Ann and Caleb, Randolph and Daniela, Joshua and Andi
Darragh and Bobbie-Sue, Ed and Mariëtte, Camilla and Mr. Ron
Alyssa: I hope we got all the matches right...
Fungi: I still can't believe that we're actually a confirmed match...
Ana: So admit it that you have changed our original matches?
Feather: Aww this place is awesome!
Darnell: A penny for your thoughts?
Sara: Did you enjoy your date with Emily-Ann?
Emily-Ann: I hope my sister stay where she is...
Daniela: I can't believe we're a match after all... Hehe... Beatrix-Maye did one thing right...
Andi: Hi... What are you thinking?
Bobbie-Sue: Tell me about yourself.
Mariëtte: I really don't bite... You can relax...
Mr. Ron: I can't believe that I overlook you the whole time...
Beatrix-Maye: Welcome at the final Matching Ceremony guys and girls... Do you think you got it all right this time?
John: I'm sure they have...
Beatrix-Maye: Okay then let's see how many lights lit up next to your tables...
John: If the light doesn't lit up next to you it means that you're not a match...
Beatrix-Maye: Are you ready?
John: Okay let's start...
We know Alyssa and Alec is a confirmed match...
Alyssa: Yes!
Brad and Fungi is a confirmed match...
Brad: Yes!
So are Ana and Mikale...
Mikale: Yes!
Other possible matches are Russell and Feather...
Feather: Yes!
Darnell and Lindsay...
Darnell: Yes!
Leif and Sara...
Leif: Yes!
Emily-Ann and Caleb...
Caleb: Yes!
Randolph and Daniela...
Daniela: Yes!
Joshua and Andi...
Andi: Yes!
Darragh and Bobbie-Sue...
Bobbie-Sue: Yes!
Mariëtte and Ed...
Mariëtte: Yes!
Camilla and Mr. Ron...
Camilla: Yes!
So that means there are 12 perfect matches! Congratulations! Well done! You did it!
Alyssa: Yes! We did it!
Alec: Yeah, we got it all right!
Fungi: So am I finally getting my ring now?
Brad: Mmmm... I guess you are...
Mikale: About your question...
Ana: Yeah...
Mikale: Only I know what is right for me... And you are...
Ana: I am?
Mikale: Yep, you are... Will you be my girlfriend now?
Russell: So we're finally confirmed a perfect match?
Feather: It looks like that... Awesome!
Darnell: Are you hungry? Will we go get some food?
Lindsay: Sure...
Sara: This place must have cost a fortune to hire...
Leif: I guess it did...
Emily-Ann: Did you tell anyone about Rose-Ann?
Caleb: I didn't but the guys did find it strange that you have 'mood swings'. I heard them talking about you.
Daniela: So what are we doing from here?
Randolph: Can we go get something to eat first? I'm starving...
Joshua: So what do you say we make it official...
Andi: Official?
Joshua: Yeah, we are a perfect match now, we can just get hitched too...
Andi: Do you ask me to be your girlfriend?
Darragh: You are looking stunning...
Bobbie-Sue: Thanks... You look nice too...
Mariëtte: So tell me about yourself?
Ed: What do you want to hear?
Mariëtte: Everything... Hehe...
Ed: Okay... I'm your typical guy next door. I'm friendly, caring, and good at everything. I'm not like other guys and I'm quite handy around the house. I work as a mechanic for my parent's business.
Mr. Ron: So did you think we're a match weeks ago?
Camilla: Yeah, I did and I told you so a few weeks back. But you didn't believe me so I stepped back... Hehe...
Beatrix-Maye: The food looks delicious...
After everyone had a plate of food they start dancing...
And they take a break from dancing... (Ice's story)
Camilla finds herself in a dimly lit room.
???: Hi Gorgeous...
Right in front of her, Camilla sees Mr. Ron in his Simbot form.
Camilla: Come here, you big hunk of metal!
Camilla and Mr. Ron lock lips, the excitement rushing through Camilla's being.
Just then, the camera moves away from the two and onto a man with dark blonde hair. (Jeff was created by Ice)
Jeff: What the hell do you think you're doing!?!! You're not allowed to kiss other boys, or even see them. And this one's not even real! You have a thing for robots now? Disgusting.
Camilla: Shut up, Jeff! It's over. Mr. Ron here is actually a decent guy and a much better kisser. And this isn't high school anymore. I only date real men.
The camera moves over to Mr. Ron, now in his human form.
Mr. Ron: Who are you calling disgusting? You don't own Camilla. What's disgusting here is you treating her like property.
Jeff: Shut it, rusty. I'm gonna kick your plum.
Mr. Ron and Jeff get into a fight,
and Mr. Ron manages to beat Jeff.
Just as Mr. Ron begins to celebrate,
Camilla wakes up from her daydream.
Mr. Ron: Camilla...?
Camilla: "..."
Another one takes a break... (Yannik's story)
Lindsay: *enters the room* That is weird, I thought that Yannik was a guy, and now there is a woman Standing there...
E-Kat The Camerawoman: That is most likely because I'm a Girl, and I'm not Yannik, I'm Katharina, or E-Kat, his replacement because he became legit sick of being bossed around by the rest of the production and me.
Lindsay: E-Kat...you mean like when Izzy only wanted to be called E-Scope?
E-Kat: If that makes you remember my Name, then yes, its basically like that.
Lindsay: Okay. Well, Johannes has a Point though, this show was a waste of time and my entire Makeup kit. If somebody informed me that this was a Dating show, I Never would have signed up. And thanks to Beate-Mary's love spell Tyler might think I cheated on him with Darnell! For the record, he is ONLY a good friend, although it seems like he is romantically interested in me. I don't know what is worse, the fact that I might have to break his heart, the fact that I signed up for a show that I clearly didn't want to participate in afterward or Heather!
E-Kat: Heather, definitely Heather...she is just so fake, and I dig the real in people.
Lindsay: Good Point. But honestly, even though my time here was wasted, I did meet a lot of amazing people in here: Funda, Maryweather, Sarah, Ed, Darnell, Caramella, Anna, Randy, Yoshi, Darren, and Brandie-Sue. Oh, and Michael and Dana were kind of okay.
E-Kat: Umm, Lindsay...I'm not sure if all of them partic...*gets Something told by whispering* Ah huh, okay, I get it. That's cool to hear Lindsay.
Lindsay: It is, right? Now, let's wrap this up, or my Name isn't Admiral Lindsay Her Hottness.
*struts out*
E-Kat: *is thinking* Wait, wasn't she from Total Drama? I love that show...
Russell sits alone, staring quietly out into the crowds around him. (Rosey's Story)
Feather is there, dancing wildly and furiously, turning around and around and around like a clock. But she will never turn back. He thinks back on the afternoon’s events with a heavy heart.
Russell stands in the garden next to Feather, watching the entrance intently. He looks at Feather’s watch. She notices and checks it herself.
Feather: It’s past noon. Maybe she won’t come.
Russell: It’s possible. Listen, I’m not sure I want to talk with her in front of the cameras.
Feather: Do you have a bad history?
Russell: No.
Feather: ...
Russell: Well, yes, we— oh. Oh.
A young lady with a rust-colored bob just arrived at the entrance.
She stops away up the path and looks at Russell.
He takes a step towards her, then another, step, step, step until he is running, arms open wide. She pushes him away.
Lady: Don’t touch me.
Feather walks to her, extending a hand.
Feather: You must be Naomi.
Lady: No, I’m not.
Feather: Oh... Then who...?
Russell: Jessie, my little girl, you’ve grown up.
Jess closes her eyes and plum in a steadying breath. Her next words ring dully and potently. (Jess was created by me with Rosey's help regarding hair and eye color)
Jess: Mother wants a divorce, Jack.
Russell: ...
The words hit Russell like a punch in the stomach. Where before there was joy, there remains only deflated absence and crunching dejection.
Jess: I brought the papers with me. All it needs is your signature.
Russell: Jessie.
Jess: Do not call me by that name. You don’t have the right.
Feather shifts her weight from her left foot to her right.
Feather: I...I think I’ll leave you two to...
Jess cries out.
Jess: No! Please don’t go. I don’t want to be alone with him.
Feather: Oh... Okay.
Russell is a massive silent presence. He watches quietly as Jess withdraws the papers from her briefcase and hands them to him. He holds them out, wanting to tear them in two, but too weak to do it. As always.
Jess: Sign here, Jack.
Russell: ...
Jess: Take this pen and sign!
Russell: No.
Jess: No?
Russell: I refuse. I have the right to refuse.
He bundles the papers into her hands and walks away. Jess marches after him. Feather skips after them.
Jess: Mother has moved on. Judging by your performance here, so have you.
Russell: ...
Jess: I could have you arrested. I could procure a warrant within the week.
Russell: Oh?
Jess: Yes, that’s right. I joined the force. Following in your footsteps, so to speak. Except I intend to keep my job.
Russell winces. He stops walking.
Jess crosses in front of him.
Jess: Sign the paper, Jack.
Russell: ...
Jess: It’s that or you’re under arrest.
Feather pipes up.
Feather: Wait, arrest? For what?
Jess: What, you don’t know?
Russell: Jessie, please.
Jess turns to him. A knot within her heart loses and blood boils like lava and it burns a pyroclastic flow of rage.
Jess: Please.
Russell: ...
Jess: Did you just say PLEASE??
Feather: What’s going on?
Jess: Isn’t ‘please’ what Mother used to scream every night as she begged you to stop hitting her?
Russell: No...
Jess: Yes. After you visited that dâmned bar night after night instead of getting a job? Instead of driving us further and further into debt, I wish you’d have driven yourself into a river so you could have drowned with those ever-immortal sorrows you fed like pets.
Russell: ...I...
The lava rips and tears, beating and burning and boiling everything beneath.
Jess: You disgust me, Jack Francis. Yes, I know you go by Russell now. How appropriate that the new name you chose reveals your nature. You’re a dog. A filthy, mange-ridden pest of the streets. You know. Every night that I heard you slamming your rotten fists into my mother I would sit, wracked with fear, in my little hiding place under the staircase, and I’d sit and I’d pray and pray for your death.
Russell: ...Jess
Jess: The worst part is: Mother let you do those things to her. And then she forgave you every time. Begged you to stay as if SHE was the dog and YOU the master. But I will never forgive you. Sign those papers now. Sign them so that we never have to see your rotten face again.
Russell: Except in the mirror.
Jess: I... am... NOTHING like you.
Russell bows his head. Above him, the sky seems to clear. He looks at his daughter.
Russell: You’re right, Jess. You’re nothing like me. You’re better. And that’s your mother in you.
Jess: ...
Russell: I’ll sign those papers.
Russell takes the pen and scrawls his name: Jack Francis. Jess takes them from him.
Jess: Thank you.
She turns to leave, the fire within her finally contained— The chapter of her life brought to a close by those final two words. Jack Francis.
Russell: You’re a beautiful girl, Jess. Although it might seem incongruous coming from me...
Jess: ...
Russell: I couldn’t be more proud.
******
(This is an idea from Jake written by Rosey)
And yet, at the same time, in the same place, in other words, other events may have taken place.
Russell sits in front of his lady. Her hair is white and silver under the light that jealously covets her eyes, her perfect, flawless face. His heart has never been so attached. How had he doubted?
Russell: I could write a thousand songs on everything I love about you, Feather.
Feather: ...Do you love me, then?
He takes her hand.
Russell: I do, Fair Hair.
Feather: If Naomi had come today you wouldn’t be saying that.
Russell: She didn’t come. Me and her, we were never meant to be.
Feather: Why did you break up?
Russell: It was mutual. Our personalities clashed, that sort of thing.
Feather: But...
Russell: I don’t want to talk about her tonight, Feather. You shine brighter than all the stars in the sky and my eyes are on you alone.
Feather: You say nice things.
Russell: I have all the inspiration in the world.
Russell leans into her, gently, gently cupping her chin with his hand. She closes her eyes. The kiss is soft as velvet and sweet as tears. No thought is given for the young lady with the rust-colored bob who had waited sixty long minutes for her father who would never come and had driven home, disconsolate.
Feather opens her eyes.
Feather: I love you. I can hardly believe it.
Russell: I love you, too. I didn’t think I’d ever say those words again.
John walks up to them.
Russell: Yes?
John: Sorry to interrupt. There’s a girl at the bar that has been begging to see you. Both of you.
Russell turns to look. Her hair shines in the light in just the same way as Feather’s.
Russell: That’s the girl we saw earlier. Around noon, after we had been waiting.
Feather: You’re right. We followed her inside. She said she was security, didn’t she?
Russell: Hopefully she doesn’t want to arrest either of us.
Feather stands.
Feather: Let’s find out.
They cross the floor towards the girl, who sits, nonchalantly sipping water from a tall glass. Russell clears his throat.
The girl whirls round in her bar chair,
throwing her arms around both of them.
Feather: Woah, Woah.
Girl: Mom, Dad.
Russell: What?
The girl beams, brightly laughing.
Girl: That’s right. You’re my parents. I’m your daughter, Marinette.
Russell: Are you quite sure?
Feather: She looks like us, Russell.
Russell: That hair belongs to you.
Feather: Her eyes are unmistakably yours.
Marinette takes both their hands. (Marinette was created by Jake)
Marinette: That’s right. I’m your daughter.
Russell: I can’t believe it.
Marinette: Believe me.
Feather smiles.
Feather: I’ve always wanted a daughter. But you shouldn’t be Time Travelling yet. You don’t look old enough.
Marinette: I know. And I shouldn’t really be talking to you. I couldn’t help it, though. I wanted to see you together, happy.
Russell: Are we not happy in your time?
Marinette: No, you are. You always have been. I just wanted to see you like this. When you first fell in love.
Russell puts an arm around Feather.
The clock strikes twelve.
Marinette: I have to go now.
Feather: Oh...
Russell: So soon?
Marinette: This is not my time. But you’ll see me again, in just a few years if all goes well.
Feather: I understand.
Marinette: Yes. I’m glad I got this opportunity to meet you. Not every day you get to be a cool time-traveling explorer like my mom.
Russell: That’s true.
Feather laughs.
Feather: Cool as a cucumber. That’s me.
Marinette stands.
Marinette: I’ll see y’all again soon, okay?
Russell: Okay. I’m proud of you, by the way.
Marinette: Thanks, Dad.
On that note, Marinette turns her back to them and walks out the door, her heart filled and complete.
Russell and Feather look at each other.
Russell: I guess the future is set.
Feather: I guess you’re right.
Russell: Come, let’s dance away the night.
At the bar... (This is my idea written by me)
Leif: Can I have one of your strongest, please...
Barman: Aww... the girl isn't interested in you hey...?
Leif: You can say so... Can you tell me why girls don't like me?
Barman: "..."
Just then Rose-Ann 'appeared' behind him... (Rose-Ann was created by Lo)
Rose-Ann: Hey Dude... Can I sit here? Can I please have a pink one...? *to the barman*
Leif: Suit yourself...
Barman: What did you say about girls doesn't like you...?
Leif: She doesn't like me...
Barman: How do you know?
Rose-Ann: Yeah, who say I don't like you?
The barman gives Rose-Ann her drink.
Leif: You said it yourself with one of the matching ceremonies...
Rose-Ann: I did...?
Leif: Yeah, your exact words were, "Ugh. Okay... Who wants to date a plant anyway? I mean, why even apply? Aren't their other plants to date? There are millions of them in the ground. I'm sure he could easily find a compatible partner by searching that way."
Rose-Ann: But...
Leif: You said that... Didn't you?
Rose-Ann: Uhm... Maybe it was my sis...
Leif: Your sister Emily-Ann would have never said that...
Rose-Ann: How do you know she's my sister?
Leif: Can I please have another one? *ignoring Rose-Ann*
Rose-Ann: Mmmm... I guess I'm not welcome here...? *standing up*
Leif: I'm sure you need to apologize to your sister...
Rose-Ann: For what?
Leif: For dragging her name into the mud. Pretending to be her and doing stuff that she would've never done by herself...
Rose-Ann: Mmmm... I had done nothing wrong!
Leif: Oh yeah you.... *but then she vanishes*
Barman: Hey you could have scored with that one... Why did you chase her away?
Leif: "..."
Leif: Can I have another one?
Barman: Don't you think you had enough?
Leif: Yeah, maybe you're right... Let me go get my 'perfect match' and dance the night away! Maybe she will learn to love me one day...
Barman: Hey, you don't have to marry the girl...!
Leif: Really? I don't have to?
Barman: That's what I understand of the show. You win money if you match everyone correctly. It's not necessary that you have to get married...
Leif: Oh Cool... I just thought I have to marry the girl they match me with, not that Sara is bad. I just get the impression she doesn't like me. Why doesn't girls like me? What's wrong with me?
Barman: "..."
And so they dance the night away... Hopefully, everybody is happy..!
THE END
Thank you guys and girls for an awesome season!
