Most Likely to Succeed: House of Anubis

3 goats, 2 bananas, 1 football

Summary: The long awaited results of the battle... who will truly be crowned as having the Best Anubis House Instincts.

Evie's Notes: Happy Sunday! Thank you for your support, it truly means the world to me 💜. I hope that you all love the ending of this story🌺.

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"So what is the likelihood that Eddie and Co are actually hiding down here?" asked Fabian, swinging his flashlight beam across the walls of the tunnels.

"Like zero percent" laughed Nina. "The real reason we're down here is that we have exactly three hours left till the ceremony and if we want to beat Eddie we need to step it up".

"Step it up, how?" asked Fabian worriedly.

"Don't worry Fabian... We've got it handled" assured Amber.

"What do you mean 'Handled'?!" squawked Fabian worriedly, only to accidentally walk into a wall.

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Willow and K.T. snuck through the hallway armed with silly string spray cans as they set up their Mick trap. Willow finished tying up the final knots on the laundry basket they had stolen. K.T. placed the two bananas and soccer ball the girls had brought in the center of their trap, before hitting play on Mick's "Party Time" playlist. Like a moth to a flame, Mick came flocking to the music not a moment after the song began.

The loveable golden retriever lit up when he spotted the bait laid out in the hallway. Charging forward, the boy ignored Fabian's worried shout of "Mick, No!" and picked up the soccer ball and one of the bananas. As soon as the boy was in position, Willow released the ropes causing the basket to fall and trapping the goofy boy in the basket.

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Eddie poked his head around the corner of the laundry room. "Big Apple to Fire Spirit, Big Apple to Fire Spirit. Fire Spirit come in, over" Eddie whispered into his walkie talkie.

"This is Fire Spirit, I'm in position, over" crackled Willow's voice over the walkie.

"Guys this is so dumb. Can we please just use our phones, Eddie?" complained K.T.

"You need to use our code names! It's simple walkie etiquette. Over!" scolded Eddie.

"You have got to be kidding me" snapped back K.T.

"Nope! And you forgot to say, over!" chirped Willow

"Fine. Rainbow American to American Doofus, the paint cans are in position. Over" sighed KT.

"Thank you," chuckled Eddie. "My skates are ready to go... our plan commences in 3... 2... 1... over!"

Pushing off with his dominant foot, Eddie launched himself through the kitchen at top speed. The squeak of the roller skate wheels and the feel of wind across his face filled Eddie with excitement.

The thundering sound of stampeding feet signaled that the enemy had figured out he was there and were in hot pursuit. Spinning into the entryway, Eddie grabbed onto the long yellow lengths of camping rope Willow had set up and counted backwards from five. As he reached one, Eddie pulled sharply on the ropes, causing the buckets full of paint and glitter Willow and KT had assembled to tip over... spilling their messy contents onto Eddie's furious housemates.

"Ugh! What the hell, Slimeball!?" yelled Patricia, angrily wiping the green glittery paint from her eyes.

"But Yacker, you look so good in green" teased Eddie.