careful so I didn’t hurt nobody when I pulled that lady out. Only she screamed when I tried to pick her up even though I was real gentle and everything. And then when we got outside that lady’s clothes were smoking and they had to spray her down with water.
I guess I didn’t realize that the outside of my skin was so hot. Maybe I was too excited to notice right away. All I knew was that people were yelling and waving at me and at first I thought it was ’cause I did a good job, saving those folks and all. And that felt good, so I waved back.
Only then I noticed that maybe I’d been in there too long because my skin was glowing and, gosh, I was real thirsty ’cause that was kinda uncomfortable. So I ran over to the trailer where they had all them bottled waters. I dunno, I guess my skin was pretty hot and I got too close. The trailer caught fire and everybody got sore at me because that was the trailer with all the food in it so nobody got to eat lunch.
That’s about it. After that nobody talked to me all the way home. I guess they were hungry.
They were even madder at Simoon, but I don’t know why. Why should I be sore at her? It wasn’t a real fire anyway. They coulda just turned it off when she—
Oops. Oh, yeah. Forget I said that.
Anyway, I don’t know how that could be her fault. She was just doing her part. Doesn’t seem fair to be so mad about it.
Kinda like when nobody gets mad at whatshername, Cleo, for leaving her makeup all over the bathrooms in our house? ’Cause nobody ever yells at her for that, even though she leaves it everywhere and never cleans up after herself, but they sure got upset the one time I accidentally left some steel wool in the bathroom sink. It’s like they never scrubbed a pot before.
Not King Cobalt, though. I feel bad for him. I just don’t think it’s very nice to be picking on each other, is all. They say we’re a team, the Spades, so I figured we’d be helping each other. But what kind of a team kicks people off after a bad day?
That ain’t right. I don’t like this Discard idea. Discarding people is just mean for no good reason.
I saw the other teams on the replay. They had problems too. I suppose they’ll have to kick people off too. Doesn’t seem fair to me, expecting people to be able to deal with anything.
I felt bad for them Hearts. They seem nice. Well, that musician fella with all the arms? He’s, I dunno, maybe not as nice as he could be. I think. But that Curveball, she seems pretty okay. She smiled at me once.
But the Clubs, boy, they were real good. That Stuntman, he did a heckuva job. I think he went in at least three times and didn’t get hurt at all even after his clothes burned off. Even saved one of them fake babies. I gotta say, he seems like a swell guy.
Uff da. Can I take this microphone off now?
Confessional: Andrew Yamauchi aka Wild Fox
When I saw that fire, I thought we were all going to die.
Seriously. I mean, this is TV, they’re not supposed to actually try to kill us, you know? I thought we’d be helping little old ladies across the street, pulling kittens down from trees. Boy Scout stuff. Fun stuff. But this is really serious. I think my brain froze. The only reason I don’t feel too bad about it is I’m not the only one. Earth Witch, she just stood there too. I guess we should have done something, we should have tried to do something. But what? You tell me what I could have done about that and then maybe I’ll feel bad. Of course, I think DB and Curveball and them were all idiots. This building is going up in flames and they’re more worried about one upping each other. They all think they’re such hot stuff. Sometimes it’s better not to be so flashy, you know?
Dude. I’m outclassed. I know I am. I mean, when the other teams have people that can fly, or are completely indestructible, of course they’re going to win. We have some pretty heavy hitters, sure. Like that Curveball chick. She’s hard-core. So’s Hardhat. Total badass. And DB’ll get by on