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borntoyearn · 1 year

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Everything hurts. Your boobs, your lower back, your legs...fuck everything aches. It's the last month of your pregnancy and you want to die. Not literally, but god these last weeks have been hell. Simon has been so damn patient with you– just yesterday you snapped at him for "crunching too loud" on his cereal. He apologized and sat at the other end of the couch.

He's been an angel, and you want to cry for how mean you've been to him. He swears he gets whiplash from your mood swings, but he wouldn't have it any other way. You're carrying his baby– he has no right to complain about your moodiness.

Uncomfortable is the word you would use to describe the last days until you become a family of three. You can't even sneeze without peeing a little, its fucking embarrassing. Most of all, the new ache between your legs is insane. It's so sensitive down there, when the inseam of your leggings brushes the nub just right, you almost whine.

Simon's almost-new-dad status doesn't help. He works around the house and looks so fucking sexy doing it. You came back from a walk some days ago and found him sitting in the nursery, brows furrowed trying to decipher the crib instructions. You fought every urge not to pounce on him. Today though, its unbearable. You need to cum, like...right now.

"Babe my boobs hurt," the first hint...well, hardly a hint. But it's a start. Simon only humphs in response, apparently the documentary on Machu Picchu is more important than your current predicament.

"Uh hello? They fucking hurt, Simon" you press. Okay, watch your tone, breathe...he's just invested in the Incas right now.

"Can you help me?" you plead. Now he turns to look over at you. "What do you need, love?" his tone is calm, even that makes you feral. But fuck, what do you need? Well...

"Take off my shirt please" you give him your best doe eyes. Simon puts down the remote on the coffee table and scoots closer to you. "Arms up princess" your pussy pulses at the nickname, "My bra too please, it's killing me." He takes both garments off so gently. "That all you need?" Fuck no, not even close.

"Take your shirt off."

"Mine? Why?"

"I want you hold me."

He complies, of course he does. Simon has been fighting the horny demons too. Jerking off doesn't even help anymore– he needs you just as much as you need him.

His shirt is off and he lays down, you lay next to him. Chest to chest...or belly to belly is more accurate. It's just not enough. You grow impatient, "Babe, I need you." It's barely a whisper, but dripping with want. "I don't think we can anymore, doll." You want to stomp like a child. Your current position only lets you nudge his foot with yours. "Please baby. I think I'll die if I don't have you." He chuckles, "I'm so serious, Simon. If I don't cum in the next thirty minutes you wont have a wife anymore." He doesn't say anything, but you know he's thinking.

"Okay, flip over" Fuck yes. Finally. It's happening. You miss him...so much. The last time he took you to pound town was after your baby shower, two months ago.

You're on your back now and Simon is on his knees between your legs, looking down at you. "Promise me you'll tell me if it gets too much." He's serious and you shudder. "Yeah, I promise honey." He leans down and gives your cheek a kiss, then your forehead, and finally your lips. "Thank you" he says. He dips his head to plant wet kisses on your neck, your collarbone. He lays his head on your chest for a moment, and continues on his venture. Your breasts are equally as pleading as you are, begging to be touched. He gives them a light squeeze, he knows they're sensitive. Then he suckles on your left nipple, massaging the other. You mewl...its been so long.

You two used to go at it daily, even earlier in your pregnancy. Then your body started to change and things started to get uncomfortable, so sex was off the table until the baby arrived. Right now, you're so happy. His mouth feels amazing on your tits, but you need him somewhere else.

"Simon, baby" you manage to speak, "need your mouth on me"

"It is on you" he challenges.

"You know what I mean."

"I don't think I do" oh he loves you like this, he'll make you beg if he has to. But you don't have the patience, not tonight.

"On my pussy. Need your mouth on my pussy." You moan and arch into his touch. You can't even see that his hand is under your shorts and panties. Another belly problem.

"I've got you mama, don't worry." You swear you cream. He takes off your shorts and scoots back to dip his head between your legs. He presses his nose into your clothed core and inhales deep, "Fuck you smell amazing." Simon can be so nasty, but you love it.

You jerk hard when he presses a kiss to your pussy. He sits back a little, concerned. "You okay?" you can only nod in response. You're dizzy already and he hasn't even taken your panties off. He goes back to the task at hand. Simon drags his hands down your waist, hooks his fingers on the waistband of your panties and slides them off. The sight is to die for. Your clit is so big and puffy and red, practically screaming to be played with. He cant help but ask. "Are you in any pain, love?" you laugh. He takes that as a no.

Simon's tongue licks a fat stripe over your folds. You might die, fuck you're gonna die. He parts them and licks at the center. The way he suckles on your clit is fucking divine. Everything feels so much more intense with the pregnancy. Your legs are already twitching. Simon's tongue flicks over the angry red nub. It's getting you to the edge, fuck its too soon though. You want to cry, it cant be over yet.

"Baby no more please!" It's all you can manage to squeal. He sits back, breathless. Your juices coat his lips and chin. You wanna kiss him so bad. "C'mere please." You grab at his tattooed bicep and pull him on top of you. "Need your cock" you plead in his ear, "I need it so bad."

"Baby we cant, I'll hurt the ba-"

"Just the tip." Your negotiation skills are terrible, but you literally need this, "Please just rub your tip on me. That's all I need."

How the hell is he gonna say no to that? Simon gets up to take off his sweats and briefs. His cock springs up to his abdomen, you can see the pre that has smeared all over the tip. He gets on top of you once more, your legs immediately wrap around his waist.

"You're shaking, you cold?" Fuck you are shaking, his tongue on you and the sight of his dick have you fucking shaking. "No not cold babe, just fuck me please." Simon shakes his head and laughs, he'll never get over how needy you can get. He doesn't want to make you wait much longer, maybe you will die if he takes another minute.

He grabs his cock and rubs it between your folds, the tip bumps against your bundle of nerves– you both sigh at the contact. Once his dick is coated enough, he slides into your clenching hole. Simon has to remind himself that its just his tip for today, but the way your walls are fluttering on his head and sucking him in more...he's fighting every urge to not bury himself balls deep in you. You're a moaning mess at this point. He's moving his hips just enough to slide his cockhead in and out of you. You're almost there, but just need a little push. So you grab Simon's thumb, suck on it, and you guide it down to play with your clit. He looks at you and nearly cums too– his heavily pregnant wife, her legs spread wide open literally creaming on his dick. It could be his own personal porno.

A few more quick strokes of his cock send you over the edge. Your back arches and you moan loud, relief and pleasure wash over you. You have to smack his hand away from your pussy from the sensitivity. Simon is fucked out, he's chasing his high too.

"Where do you want it?" He's frantic, hopefully you read his mind.

"On my belly..wan' it on my belly" you respond, breathless. That was it. That was his push.

Simon pulls out and strokes himself a couple of more times. His tip a lighter color than before he fucked you, it's probably the layer of your cum. He puts his hand next to your head and leans over you. The slick fwop fwop from his dick makes you dizzy all over again. He cums hard. His seed shoots out in long strings over your tummy. He groans loud next to your ear.

"Fuuuuck, look at that. Look at the mess we made." It is a mess. You can't see the dark spot the couch has now, but that's something you'll deal with later.

Simon is still staring at the marking he gave you. He reaches over and grabs his cellphone. It'd be a sin if he didn't capture this moment. He then grabs his tossed shirt and cleans you up, stomach and pussy.

"I can't get up" you whine.

"C'mon we have to shower."

"Carry me" you jut out your bottom lip. He can't help but kiss you, his darling wife.

So carry you he does. He also washes your hair in the shower and gives some extra love to your belly. As many changes that you both have gone through, he's content to know that you'll always want him, and he damn sure will always want you.

a/n: literally ignore this rushed ass ending y'all 😖 dad!simon brainrot is tew real !! maybe i'll write some headcanons since i am not able to write long fics like this one without sounding silly LMAO

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scotianostra · 25 days

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Today is World Heritage Day

Oiginally known as the International Monuments and Sites Da it is a global celebration of this planet’s heritage. It’s all about increasing the awareness of the importance of the diversity of cultural and natural heritage and preserving this heritage for future generations..

In Scotland we’re lucky enough to have no less than six UNESCO World Heritage Sites. they are;

St Kilda.

The remote Hebridean island archipelago is one of only two-dozen global locations with World Heritage Status for both natural and cultural significance.

The archipelago shares this honour with natural and cultural wonders such as the Historic Sanctuary of Machu Picchu in Peru and Mount Athos in Greece.

I'd love to visit, but it is a wee bit too expensive for me.

Edinburgh Old and New Towns.

Some people have asked me which part of Edinburgh is covered by this title, well the simple answer is all of it!

The capital is a city of many eras, and its World Heritage Site comprises both the old and new towns. The Auld Toon has preserved much of its medieval street plan and Reformation-era buildings along the wynds of the Royal Mile.

The (relatively) New town contrasts this perfectly with neoclassical and Georgian architecture in regimented order.

Antonine Wall.

I've explored many parts of the wall. Constructed around 142 AD by the Romans, the Antonine Wall marked the north-west frontier of their empire. Stretching from the Firth of Forth and the Firth of Clyde, the Antonine Wall separated the civilised Romans from the wild Caledonians.

The Heart of Neolithic Orkney

I've not visited The Northen Isles as yet, plans were in the early stages to go this year, but my friend ended up in hospita and is still recuprating, hopefully we can get something sorted when she becomes more able.

The Orkney mainland is synonymous with archaeology. It boasts the mysterious standing stones at the Ring of Brodgar and megaliths at Standing Stones of Stenness, as well as the 5,000-year-old settlement of Skara Brae and chambered cairn and passage grave of Maeshowe. Together these four sites form the heart of Neolithic Orkney, which was given World Heritage status in 1999.

The Forth Bridge

I remember as a bairn drawing and painting the bridge with a steam train going over it, but the train going over the "bumps!"

One of our most iconic and beloved bridges, the Forth Bridge was named a World Heritage Site in 2015 just after its 125th anniversary. The bridge was one of the most ambitious projects of its kind ever attempted at the time. When it opened it had the longest single cantilever bridge span in the world.

New Lanark

The last mill closed in the 1960s but a restoration programme saved the 18th-century village from falling into dilapidation.

It is an early example of utopian socialism in Scotland as well as a planned settlement – making New Lanark an important milestone in the historical development of urban planning. I have never visited, I must say I much prefer my ruined castles and abbeys.

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harrysfolklore · 1 year

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need me a blurb of harry thriving in latin america bc we all know he absolutely peaks over there

here it is !! a blurb about colombia, peru, chile and argentina 💖 brasil will get its insta blurb once the shows are done ! i hope you like this

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Colombia

"I'm so excited. I've never played here on my own before." Harry said as he looked over the window of his private jet, you were on your flight to Colombia after spending an incredible week in Mexico where Harry had four amazing shows filled with love, music and moments he would never forget, you were beyond happy that Harry was making amazing memories in Latin America.

"It's going to be an amazing show, baby," you looked up from your phone and saw his excited little smile, you were previously texting some of your friends from Colombia about stuff to do and places to visit over there, you knew Harry was dying to explore and walk around before the show. "I have a list of places we should visit, and I made a reservation for dinner tonight, my friends say this restaurant is the best in the city."

"That sounds lovely, darling." He let out a yawn as he got comfortable, drifting off to sleep for the rest of the flight.

After an easy landing and check in at your hotel, you went strolling around, Harry clad in his signature blue adidas jacket and you were wearing matching comfortable clothes, after some nice dinner that was even accompanied by live salsa music that Harry absolutely loved and made sure to get it added to the Late Night Talking intro and a couple of shots of Aguardiente, you guys walked around the streets of Bogota, and even tho Harry's mask was covering his lips, his eyes gave away the happiness he was feeling.

He felt at home.

"You know, I feel like you've been glowing lately," you said after a few moments of comfortable silence, walking hand in hand "You've been glowing ever since the Guadalajara show" you added, turning your head to look at him.

"I thought that only happened during pregnancy, right?" Harry asked, looking down at you.

"You glow when you're happy, baby." you smiled up at him, melting at the sight of his eyes getting even softer, he let go of your hand to wrap his arm around your shoulders and kiss the crown of your head through his mask.

"I'm very, very happy. That's for sure"

Peru

“I’d like to begin with a massive massive thank you to you for such a warm welcome back to Peru, I remember being here in 2014 and I remember how incredible you were, and we’ve barely begun the show and you’re just as incredible tonight.” Harry said into the mic as he walked down the catwalk, you were fondly watching by the stage wings, absolutely enamored by the crowd and how beautiful Harry looked in his pink heart top,

"The last time I was here I went on a little hike with my girlfriend, who's here tonight by the way, give it up for my YN!" the screams grew louder at the mention of your name, and it didn't fail to warm your heart "We went to Machu Picchu last time, beautiful landscape, it was like watching my history books come to life," he continued, "However, I made the terrible decision to wear tight skinny jeans that day, I ended up with a nasty fabric burn on my bum," you couldn't help but laugh as you remembered how much of a cry baby Harry was when we had his little incident "Yeah, I was a naive 20 year old boy who didn't listen to his girlfriend, who persistently told him to wear more adequate clothes for the occasion." Harry turned his head towards you and sent you a wink, that didn't fail to make you blush like you were those 20 year old kids again.

"Anyway! Who's ready for more music? Mas musica Peru!" the lights went down and everyone got ready to sing and dance again, the smile on Harry's face growing bigger and his heart filled with happiness to be playing for another latin american crowd.

Chile

"Come here. I miss you"

"And I would also love to see you in that black bathing suit x"

You laughed as you read the texts Harry sent, you were currently in Santiago, Chile, and the weather was so nice the entire crew decided to spend the day by the pool.

You made your way towards the private pool area the resort designated for you, and once you spotted your boyfriend your mouth couldn't help but water a bit.

He was in his shirtless and black swimming trucks glory, his tattoos in full display and his skin glowing, arms open for you to crawl in.

"Finally, I've missed you" he said as you laid down next to him on the lounge chair he was resting, using his arm as a pillow.

"Don't be dramatic now, I was just gone for like 30 minutes" you turned your body sideways to look at his eyes, the sparkle on them hasn't left since you arrived to Colombia.

"Still too long," he placed your hand on your bare back and caressed it softly, causing goosebumps to appear on your skin, "I don't think I'll ever be over yesterday." he said making your move to nuzzle your face on his chest, his hand not leaving your back.

"It was a great show lovie, and tomorrow will be just as good" you placed a chaste kiss on his chest, and rested your hand there.

"I mean yeah, but i was talking about the amazing blowj-" you swatted his chest before he could continue, "Harry! Your entire tour crew is around, have some class" you said, making him laugh hysterically and kiss the crown of your head multiple times.

"Baby, they know I'm not a virgin, don't be so shy now" he gave you a teasing smirk that made you roll your eyes with affection before standing up.

"I swear you're like a teenager sometimes, I'm hopping in the water, bye!"

Argentina

"Holy shit! Look at how packed that pit is already" Harry said as he got a peek of the stadium, it was still early but fans were already inside and waiting for him.

"You know how much your fans here love you, baby. Tonight's show is going to be crazy" you rested your chin on his shoulder, looking at the crowd with him.

"It's going to be one of the best, I can't fucking wait" excitement was evident on his voice and you couldn't help but melt a bit, the man you love was happy and that made you the happiest as well.

"They scored!" Anthony Pham's voice made you turn your heads, a bunch of the crew members were watching the Argentina vs Australia match on a small tv, and the screams from the crowd just confirmed that their country had just scored.

"Wait, put the match on the big screens, let's watch it together with the crowd" Harry said and guys from the tech crew quickly put the match on the stadium screens, making fans grow excited.

By the end of the match and by a close call, Argentina won and the crowd erupted in cheers and screams, the entire staff celebrating too and hyping the crowd.

"Go celebrate with them baby! Go on!" you urged Harry to go on stage, "You know what? Fuck it!" and he ran to the stage and hyped the crowd, celebrating the victory with them

Argentina gave him one of his best tour memories already and the shows were still yet to happen.

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nevzatboyraz44 · 9 months

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Villa Airplane

- Nestled amidst the Andean cloud forests, luxury accommodations near Machu Picchu blend harmoniously with their surroundings.The Villa Airplane is an architectural marvel, meticulously designed to provide a seamless blend of comfort, style, and technological innovation.

- Let's take a few seconds of reflection on all the beautiful moments and memories we share with aviation.

From getting that shot you've ever dreamt of, to an amazing flying experience and much more.

This project is a blend of these two for me with heaps of memories awaking, both from up in the air and from the ground.

(Photo: @sunt_mrr/instagram)

#türkiye #doğa #travel photography #travel destinations #travel #manzara #view #natural #europe #Spotify

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lantur · 6 months

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I got back from Peru this morning after an overnight flight from Lima. :) It's been wonderful to be with Derek and Westin again, and to nap and relax after a 10-day trip!

Unorganized thoughts,

The Inca Trail was the most intense, demanding physical experience of my life. The group my friend and I were with hiked 26 miles/41 kilometers over 4 days, in rough terrain including the highlands of the Andes, the Amazon, and the cloud forests of Peru. The hike was at altitude, at an elevation nearing 13,828 feet/4,215 meters - which I struggled with, coming from living at sea level. I learned that I'm fit on sea level, but NOT at altitude. I also caught a pretty bad cold from another group member overnight on Day 3, which made Day 3 and Day 4's hikes extra challenging.

We were up at 4:30 AM every morning (3:30 AM on our final day to reach Machu Picchu), and due to my slower pace/altitude struggles, I usually had ~10-12 hours of hiking steep inclines and inclines. It was really so hard and I had to be very careful on the steep, rocky steps. The hiking poles saved me! We had to ascend and descend four mountains over the course of our hike. Ascents were really challenging for me due to shortness of breath at altitude. Descents were easier on my cardiovascular system, but required a lot of concentration to make sure I didn't miss my footing and fall down steep, uneven stone steps. Each step was about 12 to 18 inches high, which is significant for my friend and I, who are under five feet tall.

We also camped every night for 3 nights, in tents, which I've never done before. Our group bonded over the struggles of surviving the hideous campsite bathrooms, not being able to shower for four days, finding safe and private places to use the bathroom in the wild, staying warm at night, staying dry in the constant rain on day 2, and our feet and legs killing us at the end of the day. We ate every breakfast, lunch, dinner, and teatime together, and I liked everyone in the group. :) We enjoyed our time together and talked a lot.

We got to explore several Inca ruins on the way to Machu Picchu, and Machu Picchu itself was incredible. The scenery and views along the hike - the mountains, the jungle, the cloud forest - made it worth it, despite how physically difficult it was. I've never seen anything like it before. The sound of the birds singing in the jungle, the llamas and alpacas in the mountains, the butterflies, the rainforest flora... That was amazing.

One of my favorite memories was Thursday morning, when we all woke up at 3:30 AM and hiked in the dark to be among the first at the checkpoint to enter. We all brushed our teeth in the forest around the trail and hung out until the sun rose at 5:30 AM and we could enter the park. :)

My friend and I spent Friday chilling out in Cusco and recovering from our hike. We were SO tired when we got back to our hotel on Thursday night, and so relieved to finally shower and sleep in a real bed. We traveled from Cusco to Lima to Atlanta/Miami to Minneapolis. I got home this morning around 10:45 and I've literally just been sitting on the sofa or napping. Doing post-trip laundry was the big accomplishment of the day, lmao.

This was such an adventure. I'm so glad I could do it, and return safe. It was wonderful to experience South America for the first time, and I hope to go back many times. It was wonderful to completely disconnect with no phone/internet while I was in the mountains. The whole experience was a test of my physical and mental endurance, and my ability to be out of my comfort zone - but as I told my friend when we got back, while I was on the trail, simply focusing on nature and getting through each ascent and descent safely, it let me forget about the things I've experienced this year. My dad dying, estrangement from my mom, the ongoing interpersonal stresses at work. It was a great way to close out my 30th year, which has also been my hardest year.

My 31st birthday is tomorrow. :)

#lanturing

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utilitycaster · 1 year

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I feel myself being somewhat torn about Beau's and Caleb's involvement. While I love M9 and was far more excited about them showing up than VM (and it makes sense in-game that they did since Ludinus is the BBEG this campaign), I can't help but feel a little bit disappointed that we get even more callbacks to previous campaigns rather than letting this campaign be its own story. Would love to hear your thoughts on this!

Honestly? I'm completely fine with it. I don't see it as any different than having Planerider Ryn or Ira there - it's powerful NPC allies working towards the same goal for their own reasons. They just so happen to be past PCs.

I should probably start by addressing why I didn't like the party calling on Keyleth when Laudna died, which is that I feel, and I still do, that it cut off potentially more interesting avenues. There was the potential for a permanent death; the potential for a deal with Jiana Hexum with long-standing ramifications for the party; or a much greater potential for Delilah to come back if a cleric less storied and powerful than Pike attempted the ritual. Honestly, I've talked with other people who feel similarly who have pointed out that even having Manaia take the party to Whitestone on the grounds that it's Laudna's home and then leaving Bells Hells to fend for themselves would have been a more natural progression.

This is not that. Bells Hells were already at the Tishtan site and knew that there were potentially still allies there. This is legitimately not just a potentially world-ending cataclysm; but one that people are aware of. I mean, it's the apogee solstice, and this is a historic site of a past solstice! It's like if our summer solstices were a once in a lifetime event and someone decided to engage in massive shenanigans at Stonehenge or Machu Picchu. And Beau and Caleb are well-established to be after Ludinus. They have every reason to be there, they're providing Bells Hells with some additional information and potentially some limited support (while they're very powerful, monks are mostly helpful during combat or for scouting, and the anti-magic field means Caleb can't really provide buffs) but they aren't stealing their thunder. They're opening the possibilities and helping the party focus, rather than doing the steering. A lens, rather than a mirror.

For what it's worth I also, given the context, don't mind Keyleth showing up here. Again, the comparison is more like the Ashari and the armies of Tal'Dorei and Syngorn helping out during the Thordak fight - they're here to fight the various riffraff while the PCs do the important stuff. By having Beau and Caleb here, there are people to take care of Ludinus so Bells Hells can focus on the key, Otohan, and Liliana, and by having the Ashari show up, they won't be swarmed by Vanguard and Paragon's Call underlings in the process.

I guess the last thing to bring up is that two party members, Orym and Laudna, have always been deeply tied to past campaigns. I still would probably have preferred the hypothetical campaign where that wasn't the case and where the characters were more based in Marquet and where there had been a bit more discussion about the nature of the campaign that steered character creation. But I also don't see the point in judging the Campaign 3 we have over the Campaign 3 that could have been at this point, especially since there's still plenty to enjoy. And even had Marisha and Liam created Marquesian characters with no ties to past campaigns and with every reason to be knowledgeable about moon lore, Beau and Caleb's appearance here would still make sense.

I do hope that after the solstice we get to dive more into Bells Hells backstories and the culture of Marquet for a while! But having some Nein members here is in my opinion making that more possible, not less.

#answered #Anonymous #critical role #critical role spoilers

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liam-93-productions · 9 months

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"The emotional stability that I have has cost me a lot of work"

The singer Liam Payne comes to Peru for the first time as a soloist after the separation of One Direction. In an interview with El Comercio, the British artist spoke about his solo career, his identity as an artist after being part of a boy band and more.

“I remember when I was first in Peru, I liked the food, but what always surprises me is its culture and its history. Something that stuck in my head was seeing a sunrise with peacocks and the energy of Machu Picchu entering my body”, says Payne in an interview with El Comercio.

Since your debut, was it difficult to keep current?

It's hard to stay in this music industry, even more so with social media putting pressure on you every minute of the day, and you need to create and create all the time. In my case, I do it when I feel good, but it never ceases to amaze me that the new generations always demand new content and songs that maintain my style.

2. 9 years ago you visited Peru when you were part of One Direction. At that time, were you already beginning to form your own style?

I always had fun with the boys. I didn't really think about it much when I started because I didn't know myself that well, but now I know who I am. Well… I'm still on that journey. The only thing I know is that [Peru] is the best place to return to the music scene again, but this time with better things.

3. How do you find the balance between self-discovery and exposure to fame?

Control is the key to finding the balance between both fields, especially with fame. The emotional stability that I have has cost me a lot of work. It was very difficult for me to find that stability after being left alone in my music career.

4. After One Direction?

Yes, for me it has been a great challenge to find a new sound to accompany my voice. It had to be at the level or better than the early boyband sounds, but I think I finally managed to create something unique and different.

5. Will we be able to appreciate that new sound in some new production?

I have a new album that I may release in October, in which I am inspired by moments in my life such as relationships, love and emotional processes to be better. Although as a composer and musician, I will always have a constant search for my sound and identity.

6. International media point out that Louis, Niall and you are the ones who get together the most. Will they participate in any collaboration?

I would say no, although I am really proud of my boys, but not at the moment.

7. And for your presentation in Lima, will they all be songs from your new productions?

I hope that my audience is ready for the concert that I will give, because I will put the best of me and my repertoire of songs, and maybe a couple of One Direction songs.

#liam payne #el comercio #liam's interviews #25.08.2023

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ttwt episode 1 - part 1

Chris McLean, fresh out of court and looking as spiff and spin as ever, stands on the tarmac of an airport landing strip somewhere in Toronto, Canada. His smile is bright and confident, and his eyes are shimmering with sadistic glee as he giggles to himself.

“Season three of Total Takes, folks! From sea to shining sea, from forest to plain, from here to Machu Picchu and back, this is Total Takes: World Tour! Seventeen teens you know and love will be competing right here, right now, ALL around the world for another million dollars!"

A large, shiny bus pulls up behind him and the doors slide open with a low hiss.

“Let’s meet our contestants, shall we?” Chris beams. “Here with us today is Courtney, Scruffy, Ass, Julia, Bonnie…”

The first four teens breeze out of the bus with ease. Courtney waves merrily, while Scruffy gargles something from a Thermos, and Julia and Ass elbow each other when the other gets too close. Bonnie looks less than enthused- even less so than usual.

“Missing Caesar?” Courtney asks, adjusting the straps on their pack.

Bonnie shrugs. “A little. Stupid contracts,”

“Staci, Austin, Max, and… Patrick!”

Patrick makes a point to shove Chris a little on his way out. The host scoffs as a crew of makeup and hair assistants rush to fix his flyaways.

“This season’s gonna be right groovy, isn’t it?” Austin says, wrapping an arm around Staci and beaming.

Max doesn’t look at him. “Don’t talk to me,”

“And returning favorites, Mal, Kelly, and Frollo!”

The latter slinks out of the bus with his nose buried in his Bible, looking around suspiciously before being barreled out of the way.

“Watch out below!” Joner and Sha-Mod yell, jumping onto the pavement and trampling Frollo before running off to join the others.

Julia gives the two an odd, disgruntled look. “I don’t remember seeing you on the carpet,”

“You must’ve mistaken us for each other. We’re wearing matching outfits,” Joner says proudly.

Julia blinks, then rolls her eyes.

“Also returning this season- Michela!”

Michela stumbles out of the bus, several bags on her arms. “Was it really necessary I carry all the luggage?”

“Less talky, more carry, She-Hulk!” Ass yells, then chuckles at their own joke. Courtney rolls their eyes.

“Here, let me help you with that!” a voice from within the bus says. Albert jogs out and takes some of the bags from Michela, who smiles. “Thank you,”

“And without further ado, here’s our brand new cast member- Albert!” Chris beams, then squints. “The guy who got me arrested.”

Albert laughs nervously. “Water under the bridge?”

“Hey, don’t forget about me!” a weak voice from within the bus squeaks. Phillip, dressed eerily similar to Alejandro from the original World Tour, walks out. “Woke media trying to silence me…”

“Oh, yeah. And here’s Phillip,” Chris sighs. The sound of scraping metal pulls everyone’s attention behind them, and a massive, hulking plane rolls up on the tarmac.

“Great. This is how I die,” Ass crosses their arms.

“Why don’t you complain a little louder, they can’t hear you in Winnipeg,” Courtney grumbles.

Mal steps up to Courtney and whispers in their ear. “I know, such a drag, right?”

They jump. “Jesus, where did you come from?”

Frollo appears out of thin air on Courtney’s other side. “Did someone say Jesus?”

Julia, standing next to Scruffy with her hands on her hips, turns to them. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

Scruffy shakes their head and taps their throat. Julia sighs and walks off.

“Are you sure this is… uh, safe to fly on?” Kelly asks. “No judgment, but…”

“Full judgment, but I don’t think that’s going to be capable of lifting off,” Max cuts in. “Or landing.”

The contestants look between each other nervously. Chris chuckles. “Hey, I’m flying in it too. You guys have nothing to worry about!”

“Fine,” Ass sighs, slinging their pack over their shoulder. “Let’s get this over with.”

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“As some of you might’ve guessed-” Chris looks at Scruffy. “This season is, in fact, a musical one! However, due to budget restraints and copyright laws and blah blah blah, we only had the moola to recycle the songs from the original TDWT. It’ll be your job to adjust the lyrics accordingly.”

Scruffy jumps up and down and claps their hands.

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SCRUFFY: “Ahem. Saving my voice. I’ve been looking forward to this for years! Singing classes since I was ten!”

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Michela raises an eyebrow. “You can’t honestly expect us to know all that,”

“Oh, but I am,” Chris chuckles. “I’m sure your castmates will give you a hand where they need to. Oh, and- if you don’t sing, you’re automatically eliminated!”

The cast gasps, much to the host’s amusement. “And while you’re here, I might as well explain the perks and the pains. Losing teams will sleep here- in economy. Winners will get first class, though- so you might wanna bring your A-Game,” he grins. “We also have two confessionals, a cargo hold, and a galley- and an elimination hall. Got it? Got it, good.” he says, ignoring the sea of raised hands.

“This is a nightmare,” Max grumbles, seated next to Michela in the galley.

The jingling chime of a bell catches everyone’s attention. Scruffy squeals. “It’s song time!”

“That’s right! Whenever you hear the sound of that little bell, it’s musical number time!” Chris grins. “So get to it! We’re taking off!”

Chris disappears behind a large metal door, leaving a host of confused teens behind. Ass rolls their eyes. “Any volunteers?”

Scruffy stands, but before they can get a note in, Courtney rises from their seat in the galley. “Up!”

Kelly joins them. “Up!”

Staci jumps up next, grabbing Kelly’s hand and raising their arms to the ceiling. “Up! Up!”

Sha-Mod and Joner jump in right after. “Sing, sing, sing, sing!”

“We’re flying,” Max grumbles. Austin butts in seconds later. “And singing, baby!”

“We’re flying and we’re singing!” Sha-Mod and Joner pick up, joined by Albert.

Julia walks across the galley, half-heartedly gesturing around. “Come fly with us,”

Scruffy tries to join in but is barrelled over by Patrick, who sings in a loud, soprano voice. “Come fight with us!”

Bonnie chokes out a half-hearted spoken-word mumble. “I think this stupid plane is about to combust,”

“This is miserable,” Michela sulks. “Come fly with us,”

Mal jumps into frame, shoving her out of the way and beaming. “COME FLY WITH US!”

Frollo holds up a finger. “In the Lord we find salvation, love, and trust,”

Mal and Michela stare at him.

“This is the best, our noise is so groovy!” Austin shouts, pulling Phillip and Ass into a hug with either arm.

Ass shoves him off. “You better watch it before I end up in juvie!”

“Yeah, like guys, isn’t singing kind of gay?” Phillip adds.

Patrick shakes his fist. “Call me that again and I’ll mess up your face!”

Courtney butts in, pushing the two apart. “Come fly with us! Don’t die with us!”

The plane suddenly lurches to the left, sending everyone flying. Austin flies around the galley like a piece of paper in the wind, shrieking. “Baby, who’s flying this groovy aeroplane!” Bonnie groans and gets up, massaging their temples. “You guys are giving me a migraine!”

“Come fly with us, come sing with us!” Courtney, Kelly, and Staci sing to Ass and Phillip.

“NO!” the latter two insist.

Chris ducks out of the cockpit and holds up a thick stack of paper. “Remember, no singing means no winning! Every contestant must SING!”

Courtney elbows Ass’ ribcage. “Let’s hear it! Just one thing!”

Patrick holds up a fist to Phillip again. “You better not cost me a win!”

Phillip sighs. “Well, I don’t want to go home- fine! But for the record, I’m not gay,” he takes a deep breath. “Come fly with us! Come fly with us! Come, and fly, with us!”

Ass palms their forehead and stands. “I hate all of youuuuu!”

Scruffy runs into scene, panting. “Did I miss it? Patrick knocked me out,”

The teens look between each other and Courtney offers them a pat of condolence on their shoulder as they pout. “Aw…”

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SCRUFFY: “I’m not too worried about getting eliminated- I mean, half the cast of TDWT didn’t sing and they made it out just fine! I’m just bummed I missed the opening number…”

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“Buckle up, fruitcakes!” Chef’s voice rings over the PA system. “We are now beginning our descent into Mexico.”

The teens ooh and ah as they take their seats, buckling themselves in as the plane begins to descend.

“Mexico is like, so exotic,” Staci says. “I hope I get to work on my tan- I’ve been doing a lot of indoors-y studying for college.”

“I hope we get to eat,” Michela says.

The entirety of economy class nods and murmurs in agreement, and then falls silent. Albert fidgets with the zipper on his windbreaker while the hum of the engines gently vibrates the cabin.

Julia is leaning against the rough metal walls, grumbling to herself while watching Patrick glare at Scruffy.

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JULIA: “Things have been pretty awkward with Scruffy lately. I mean, they got worse after Patrick and I… whatever. I figured that things would go back to normal when we broke up but there’s still this wall between us! It’s driving me insane,”

---

Julia sighs and turns to her right, ignoring the scuffle on the other side of her. She watches Albert play with his zipper, squinting. “Hey, I know you,”

He looks up. “Hm?”

“You’re that guy. The investigator person,” Julia crosses her arms and then points. “You got McLean arrested.”

“Oh, yeah. Guess I did,” he says, looking around.

“I hope you’re taking notes for next time, cause I’d have preferred it if you kept him in jail,” Ass shouts.

“Hey, that was the court. Blame the legal system, not me,” Albert shrugs. “I did my part.”

“Did you?”

He seems to shrink into himself, avoiding eye contact.

---

Albert sits in the confessional for a few moments, tapping the camera and looking confused before he blinks.

ALBERT: “Wait, this thing is always on? Great. Well,” he sighs. “...I guess all I have to say is that... I did really try. All that research, all that legal evidence- and it all meant nothing!”

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Julia rolls her eyes and leans back, ignoring Ass tearing into Albert. The blonde crosses her arms as her eyes drift across the cabin before meeting Scruffy’s, and she quickly turns away.

“T-Minus two minutes to landing!” Chef’s voice bellows over the speakers. “Brace yourselves!”

The teens duck and cover, tightening their seatbelts and covering their heads as the plane shakes and bumps, screeching down the tarmac.

When it finally comes to a stop and the Seatbelts On sign weakly flickers out, the contestants groan and begin standing.

“I’m already over this,” Julia sighs, unbuckling herself.

“Hey, let’s look at the bright side,” Sha-Mod announces merrily. “At least it’ll be warm! That’s something to look forward to!”

“Speak for yourself,” Mal grumbles, slathering on a coat of sunscreen to maintain her sickly complexion.

The teens line up at the plane door as a staircase is rolled over for their exit. Most are silent, but a few are chatting merrily about the food and the weather. The door finally opens and the teens file out, just to be met with a freezing cold breeze and a cloud of dust from the rough landing.

“Jesus Christ-” Ass starts, ignoring Frollo’s gasp of offense. “Did you take a wrong turn and land us in the arctic?”

“Great going, Chris! Can’t even find a whole country!” Mal snaps.

Chris walks up, chuckling to himself. “Oh, this is Mexico, alright- welcome to the city of Teotihuacan!”

As the dust begins to clear, the contestants are met with a massive archaeological wonder of the world, an ancient city spanning around them for as far as their eyes can see. A few ooh and ah.

“Known for its rich history and ideal real estate- located in this lovely sub-valley- this long-gone capital of archaeological interest is rich with culture, religion, and my personal favorite- pyramids!” Chris chuckles.

“Okay, that’s very nice, but that doesn’t explain the weather,” Courtney says softly, shivering.

“Oh, yeah. We maaaaaay have had a part in that,” the host explains, gesturing to the thick, dark clouds overhead. “See, one of the many theories about the collapse of Teotihuacan suggests a volcanic winter might’ve caused some... civil unrest.”

“I’m feeling unrested, alright,” Patrick grumbles.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, cowboy,” Chris says. “The worst is yet to come. This region of Mexico is known for its high volcanic activity- and in a tribute to the last season of World Tour, I thought our challenge today would combine the first and last episodes of the Total Drama season.”

Scruffy raises an eyebrow. “So… we’re going to-”

“Your first leg of the challenge will consist of navigating the tunnels under the Pyramid of the Sun, the largest pyramid in Teotihuacan. In our Egypt challenge, we gave contestants the choice of going over or under, but we’re not technically allowed to let you climb the ruins,” Chris shrugs. “So under it is. In the tunnel system below the pyramid, you’ll discover a handful of obsidian objects that you might’ve found in the city some thousands of years ago. Once you’re out, I’ll be waiting to give you instructions for your next task. Ready?”

The teens look between each other nervously.

“Go!”

They set off, almost immediately fracturing off into groups. Courtney and Bonnie lead, followed by Sha-Mod and Joner, followed by Michela and Max. Albert catches up to the latter two, wheezing. “Mind if I join?”

Michela shrugs, much to Max’s annoyance.

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MAX: “There’s something off about that guy. I don’t trust him,”

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MICHELA: “Everyone’s been giving Albert a hard time lately, and he seems sweet… what’s the harm in helping him out?”

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Julia runs behind the three, raising an eyebrow at the odd interaction, but she quickly shrugs it off and speeds up. As the blonde ducks into the tunnels leading under the pyramid, a familiar head of green hair pops out of nowhere. “Hey, Jules!”

Julia coughs awkwardly. “Oh, um- hi. Can I help you?”

“Not really- but I can help you. I’ve been studying pyramid architecture just in case something like this would happen. Wanna team?” Scruffy asks. “I’ll get you some good obsidian!”

She relaxes a little and smiles. “Yeah, sure. That’d be cool with me,”

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JULIA: “Okay, maybe I’ve been overthinking things a little. Scruffy doesn’t seem mad… unless it’s some kind of trick. But they wouldn’t do that to me… would they?”

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Austin skips and frolics through the tunnels, just ahead of Patrick, who’s trying not to snap as Frollo goes on about unholy pagan religion. Behind them, Kelly and Staci walk casually through tunnels, chatting merrily.

“I don’t know, I mean, she’s cute and all but I’m not sure if I want to risk my scholarship chasing some girl,” Staci says, twirling a strand of hair around their finger. “What if I get distracted?”

“If anyone can find a good balance, it’s you,” Kelly comments reassuringly, patting Staci’s shoulder. “Who knows- maybe she’ll motivate you!”

Staci nods. “That’s a totally fair point. Next time I find a phone on this show, I’ll call,”

Kelly beams and then looks aside with a cautious expression as Staci chats on.

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KELLY: “I’m happy for them, I really am, but sometimes… I just wish I had something to myself, too,”

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“God, it’s dark in here,” Julia says, only her eyes visible in the darkest stretch of the tunnels. “You know where we are, right, Scruffy?” no response. “...Scruffy?”

Julia continues walking forward before colliding with someone else and sending them both tumbling to the ground. She huffs. “Watch it!”

“Sorry, it’s hard to see,” Courtney’s voice rings out through the darkness. “Julia? Is that you?”

“In the flesh,” she grumbles.

“Have you seen Bonnie? We got mixed up and I lost them,”

“I haven’t seen anyone since Scruffy and I got split up,”

“I’m here too!” a voice rings out. Courtney and Julia both scream as Mal appears out of nowhere, the light from her phone illuminating her face in the darkness. “And look what I found.”

She holds up an obsidian blade and laughs maniacally. Courtney and Julia look at each other nervously, prompting Mal to roll her eyes. “Oh, quit being such babies. I’m not going to hurt you,” she pauses to smile. “Yet.”

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“Courtney! Courtney?” Bonnie yells into the tunnels, their own echo bouncing back.

As they sigh and sit on the ground, taking a breather, they notice a figure across the hall and jump with a start. “Jesus, Max, you scared the crap out of me,”

“Lost?” he asks plainly. Bonnie nods. “Where’s Michela?”

“With that guy, I’m assuming,” he says sharply. Bonnie raises an eyebrow but doesn’t push- not that they have time to, because seconds later Scruffy comes running down the hall, shouting Julia’s name. Without looking, they trip on Bonnie’s outstretched leg and fall face-first into the dirt and dust layering the floor.

“Hey, Scruff,” Bonnie says as they sit up and brush themselves off. “Lost?”

“No, I know exactly where we are- but Julia wandered off while I was getting this,” they say, holding up a shiny obsidian necklace. “I figured it might get us an advantage in the next part of the challenge.”

“Sure. Well, I haven’t seen anyone but Max for an hour at this point,”

“What about me?”

Max shrieks as a voice comes from the dirt beside him. Phillip rises, a layer of grime falling from his body. “I was trying to bury myself. I figured this challenge was hopeless since no one wanted to team with me…”

“Oh, brother,” Bonnie mumbles under their breath.

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“I’m sure he’ll turn up,” Albert thinks aloud, walking the tunnels with a sulking Michela at his side. “He’s probably already waiting outside.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I still feel weird leaving him, though,”

“Leaving who?” Patrick asks, emerging from the darkness with Sha-Mod and Frollo behind him.

“Um… you’ve got a tail,” Albert points at the two. Patrick rolls his eyes.

“Yes. I can’t seem to shake them off,” he sighs. “This one lost his buddy and the other one thinks this place is cursed.”

“Unholy ground,” Frollo mutters. “Unclean… foul.”

“You see what I have to deal with?”

A sudden, loud whooping noise coming from behind the group echoes against the walls, getting closer by the second. Frollo goes pale. “Witches!” he screams, and then runs past Patrick, straight into a wall.

The impact makes the tunnel tremor a bit, sending bits of dirt and dust from the ceiling- along with an obsidian figurine depicting a serpent. It unlodges itself from the roof and falls on Patrick’s head with a large thump. He mumbles nonsense and passes out on the ground.

“Well,” Michela picks up the artifact. “It’s something, right?”

The whooping noise comes closer before bursting into their section of the hall- but it’s only Austin, running past them into the dark. “I can smell the way out, baby!”

Sha-Mod and Albert make brief eye contact, and then shrug, the gang following him out and leaving Patrick unconscious on the floor for a few moments before Michela runs back to grab him.

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Chris sits outside the pyramid, sipping from a Thermos and enjoying the volcanic weather.

“It’s your fault, not mine!” a voice shouts.

Chris perks up. “And here come the first contestants,”

Julia, Courtney, and Mal walk out of the tunnels, bickering, with Ass shortly behind. A very meek and slightly terrified Joner scampers out after them, hanging at the back of the group.

“Ladies- and others,” Chris nods. “Find me anything good?”

Mal holds up her blade with a big grin.

“Niiiiice,” the host grins, rubbing his chin. “As the first group out of the tunnels, you are officially team number one- oh, and here come team number two!”

Bonnie, Max, Scruffy, and Phillip emerge from the tunnels, coated in dust and debris. Kelly and Staci trail behind them, still chatting.

Scruffy immediately lights up when they see Julia, and dashes over to her. “I’m so glad you made it out! Here- I found this for you,” they say, holding up the necklace they found.

“Sickening,” Ass mumbles. Courtney stomps on their foot and they yelp.

“Nice find, Scruffy,” Chris comments. “One more team to go!”

After a long, drawn out period of waiting, the final team- lead by Austin- come running out, panting. Patrick is currently conscious, but has a large bump on his head and is sucking his thumb while Michela carries him like a baby (much to her annoyance).

“Michela, Albert, Patrick, Austin, Sha-Mod, and Frollo-” Chris counts. “You’re team number three!”

Michela drops Patrick in the dirt the second she sees Max, and runs over to him. “I’m glad you got out okay, I couldn’t have lived with myself if I knew you were still down there,”

He raises an eyebrow. “You would’ve gone back?”

“Of course!”

Max thinks for a moment, and then smiles. Chris clears his throat. “Okay, enough of that. It’s time to choose your team names! This season, whoever found your obsidian artifact will be naming the team- so that means Mal, Scruffy, and… whoever.” he chuckles.

“Michela picked up the artifact, so she should get to choose the team name. It’s only fair,” Albert posits.

“But Frollo hit the wall, which dislodged it,” Sha-Mod rubs his chin, thinking aloud.

“Hello! Are we forgetting that thing nearly gave me a concussion!” Patrick shouts from the ground. He is ignored.

“But it was Austin who made Frollo run into the wall, so…” Michela says. “Austin?”

The five of them turn to Austin, who’s busy practicing karate moves on the dirt a few feet away. When he notices everyone staring, he shrugs. “Easy one, baby. Team Mojo!”

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AUSTIN: "No, I don't need the money, baby- but a free two-star trip around the world? Parties and birds in the four corners of the globe? Sign me up, baby!"

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The five sigh. “I don’t know what else I was expecting,” Michela murmurs.

A few feet away, Ass and Julia watch the discussion, the former shaking their head before turning back to Mal. “You better choose something good,”

“I still think it should be Team Amazon, as a callback,” Courtney says, raising a finger and looking at Joner. “I mean, we have a very similar demographic.”

“Nuh-uh,” Mal puts her hands on her hips. “I already chose the name. Team Yaoi!”

The other teammates groan and give pained expressions to each other. Ass palms their forehead.

“Okay, so after a democratic vote, we’ll have our answer,” Scruffy says. “All in favor of Phillip’s submission?”

Phillip crosses his arms. “You have to say the full thing,”

“Okay, fine- all in favor of The Bleeding Hearts Against Social Justice Warriors?”

Phillip enthusiastically raises a hand, earning blank stares from everyone else. When he realizes his hand is alone, he sighs and starts digging another hole to bury himself in.

“All in favor of Max’s submission- Team... uh, Psychological Torture?”

Not even Max raises his hand. Scruffy sighs. “Okay, Bonnie’s- Team I Want to go Home?”

Bonnie picks at their nails.

“Okay, Staci’s- all in favor of Team Friendship?”

Staci and Kelly enthusiastically wave their hands and squeal, sweeping the majority vote. Scruffy bangs an invisible gavel and grins. “Team Friendship it is!”

Max turns to Bonnie. “We probably should’ve had a plan to prevent this,”

“Tell me about it,” they sigh.

“Alright, campers! Team Yaoi, Team Mojo, and Team Friendship!” Chris says, barely holding back a laugh. “Now that you’ve been paired up, it’s time for your penultimate challenge- that’s right, we’re going hiking- on an active volcano!”

The teens gasp as Chris chuckles to himself. “Unlike the original World Tour, you aren’t getting any advantages- your only goal is to not be the schmucks to get last place. All will be explained- NEXT TIME! On Total Takes: World Tour!”

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