Mythomania-A The Mole Fanfiction

Day 7

I pounce at my phone the second I hear the familiar opening notes. "This, Mr. Gamemaster, is not too early for me. Do better."

"Good for you. I'd love to do better but I'm not sure your co-stars would be too happy about that."

"Since when did you care about our happiness anyway?"

"Someone's wound up this morning," the Gamemaster observes.

"You know, how could I not?"

"I love that for you. The car's outside."

I put my phone in my pocket once he hangs up, grab my bag and head out. The Gamemaster gave me ample time to pack and get dressed before the call; however, I'm not sure if it'd be enough for the others.

The house is almost completely silent as I head downstairs and outside to where the car-empty save for the driver-is waiting.

A while passes before Ty and Eli show up. "Did the Gamemaster seriously tell us we couldn't even bring civilized human breakfast?"

"I can cook up mad civilized fish," Ty replies.

Eli groans. "I'll have to see about how civilized it could possibly get."

River pokes their head into the van. "Did someone say Ty's fish?"

"Ty isn't a Michelin star chef," barks Eli.

"You're just jealous you missed out." Julia climbs into the van after River, with Ash in tow. "Thank goodness Operation Rescue Ash From His Room was much more successful today, right Ash? Who knows what the Gamemaster would've done if it didn't!"

"We're ready to hit the road, aren't we?" asks River.

"It's almost as if you're excited about this," Eli mutters.

River shrugs. "I don't think how we feel about this will change the Gamemaster's mind anyway."

"Are you guys sure leaving Star here will be a good idea?" asks Ty. "Wouldn't the Gamemaster have some sort of punishment for that as well?"

"You talk as though he has a bottomless well of punishments," says River.

"And even if he did," complains Julia, "it'd be worth never having to wait for Star do her 30-step makeup routine ever again, because it'd only take longer in the middle of nowhere."

"Or having mental breakdowns about how she looks so ugly on camera without her precious anti-wrinkle cream," I add.

"And Netflix is going to turn 'The Mole' into 'Watch This Influencer Have Mental Breakdowns' and we won't be paid a cent," laughs Julia. "So yeah, I suggest we leave."

"Nobody told me why Star even needs anti-wrinkle cream," says Eli. "If she gets wrinkles and stuff, doesn't she have a makeup team or something to handle that?"

"Well, her makeup team isn't here right now," replies Ty. "If she isn't the mole, it wouldn't be fair if she had personal crew members who could just tell her about the challenges. If she is, then we wouldn't have a game."

"I mean, we've casted a bunch of people who can barely operate a go-kart and one who can't open a door, so I think we'd still have our show," counters Julia. "It's just that we'll never hear the end of it on social media."

"The end of what?" asks Ash.

"The end of people insulting our intelligence, you big fat dumb baby," groans Eli.

"Our intelligence isn't a person," Ash replies with a smile, "and you can only insult a person."

Most of us just stare at him in utter disbelief. River starts slowly clapping.