This Is Your Captain Crashing

In De-Nile Of Reality

As Izzy stood with her team, she became acutely aware that the sweltering heat was actually getting to her. So much so she had to lean against a practically melting Merida as all the contestants waited for Chris to fire up the next episode. Of course, the host didn't. Something about sponsors and the producers, or whatever. Izzy couldn't care any less, all she wanted was to escape this stupid desert.

It didn't help her team, consisting of the worst girl from the first season, the most complicated girl who was a finalist, and the girl with a toxic competitive drive now in boyfriend worry mode. And then there was the only boy, Cody, who seemed far too happy to be in an all girl team. It was more restrained than the first season, but it was there.

The Psycho Hose Beast was so not up to dealing with this. At least she had Merida, who seemed to share the same annoyance with this team of competitive powerhouses but the same could not be said when it came to the social side of things. One was manipulative, one was a loner, one was prissy, and one was oblivious. Not a good combo.

With her thoughts on her own team running in her head, Izzy looked over towards the other teams in a poor attempt to pass the time.

Team Chris Is Really Really Really Hot seemed fairly balanced, as even if they didn't make it that far, Izzy knew Eva, Noah and Tyler were super capable. The jock especially, if what he and Leshawna did helped at all. Owen won a season, and was surprisingly durable. But then there was Sierra and Alejandro, who were so new they could do anything. But like Izzy noticed before the initial lift off, both of them looked extremely strong.

Then there was Team Victory, which didn't seem to have that much longevity. Despite his persistence, Ezekiel was probably gonna get booted early, if not first. Bridgette was friendly, but she only stuck around so long I Island because she had the backup of Geoff and his buddies. And what happened in Action (the constant kissing) soured everyone's views of her. Leshawna was a powerhouse, and easy to frustrate and set off. Harold had an ego, one that would bite him in the but. And DJ was a softie, which made it easy to trap him in a moral corner.

Izzy shook her head, wondering where all this psychoanalysing came from. She wasn't one to point out flaws in others, especially so critically like she was planning to murder them. She only ever did that before Island and when exploring with her other friends.

She was nudged slightly, and the Psycho Hose Beast shook her head and looked at Merida. "You look like Who just explained time travel to you", the princess said with a smirk.

Izzy shrugged. "Just sizing up the competition, I guess." She looked back at the other two teams. "I'm just curious, wondering how things'll go." She ducked her head down and lowered the volume of her voice. "Especially with our mess of a team..."

Merida looked over at the other girls, who were already giving each other light glares. She winced at the sight, and nodded. "Bloody hell, you're right. This isn't going to be fun, is it?"

The Psycho Hose Beast shrugged a second time. "Depends. Winning is always nice, but if you almost died to get it, that's questionable. You never know with Chris..." Izzy absentmindedly looked over at said host, who was talking with Chef about something. Probably about how they could legally get away with this next challenge, which didn't leave a good feeling within her.

Heather broke Izzy's thoughts with a scoff. "Please, Chris is as predictable as they come. I wouldn't be surprised if he's wondering if he could just boot some of these lame-o's."

"Seriously?" Gwen deadpanned out. "What, worried we'll all gang up on you? We have more morals than you, Heather."

"Zip it, weird goth girl!" The queen bee spat.