Now we’re down to only six ladies!
Ariana, June, Tonya, Jena, Keisha and London!
(GOOD LUCK! 😝)
We’re about to start the competition for two solo dates up in the challenge room.
“Are you SURE I can’t marry them all, Creator?” Zolnax asks. “Think of the babies we’d have!”
(No, Zolnax. This is not Biblical times where men had a harem of wives. And you’re already thinking about babies? 👀)
“Yes, because of the challenge.”
(Aww…the girls do look cute knitting baby beanies. Lol! 😝)
Zolnax stretches. “I think I’ll go downstairs and get something to drink, Creator. Let me know who wins!”
(Hey, WAIT! Aren’t you going to watch???)
But before I could stop him, he’s out the door.
(🙄 Why do I have to do all the work?)
June looks over at Jena’s handiwork and says, “Your interlacing is ineffectual and will not be sold as merchandise on the world wide website, Plopsy. It is futile. You should abandon the challenge.”
“Not on your life, honey,” Jena hisses.
(Hmm…she might have a point, Jena. Knitting isn’t your strong suit.)
But London looks like she’s got it handled. Maybe June should throw barbs her way!
While the girls are knitting like little old grandmas, I find Zollie downstairs.
(Seriously, Zolnax, you need to support the ladies who are vying for your affection!)
Zolnax arches an eyebrow. “They want me happy and well rested for the solo dates, don’t they, Creator?”
Before I can retort, I hear fire alarms.
(Oh no, not again! 😱)
The butler is clearly on fire and I’m helpless to put him out.
And then everyone runs TO the fire!
(OMG!!! What a nightmare! 😭)
Tonya, Ariana, and June erupt in flames.
(***Slams head on desk***)
Thankfully, they use fire estinguishers on themselves or we’d have a lot of crying Creators out there.
Crisis averted, the girls resume the challenge.
But Keisha is suffering from PTSD. “I almost died. I don’t feel like knitting.”
Ariana smiles. “Well, that’ll be one less girl in this competition. Me and Zollie are good. I need a shower.”
(Whaaa? You mean you’re not competing, Ariana?)
The two walk out of the challenge room which leaves four left–Tonya, London, June and Jena.
And then another girl stops.
“A shower sounds good to me. Besides, Zolnax told me he really likes my dark side so I’m sure I have nothing to worry about. Have at it, ladies.”
(***Shakes head*** 🤦♀️)
(Zolnax, I told you to support them by watching, not playing video games.)
“I’m watching, Creator.”
(Liar. You don’t have eyes in the back of your head. 😑)
But at least he’s up here. 🤷♀️
June winces and says, “My protoplasm is scorched and my urinal vessical is about to detonate. But it is not in my constitution to fail.”
(Aack! Poor thing! You gotta hand it to her for sticking it out.)
And then Ariana plays right next to Zolnax, talking to him, while the others suffer aching fingers (and bursting bladders).
(The girl is not dumb, that’s for sure!)
Finally, one of the ladies finishes her project.
It’s London who gets the princess solo date!
Grinning, she says, “I can’t wait to get dressed. I wonder where Zolnax will be taking me.”
The next solo date winner is June.
“Whoo hoo!” June yells in her high pitched, warbly voice.
(Well done, June. Now, please go to the bathroom. You’re about to pee your pants! 🙄)
“I can’t believe it,” Jena says looking like she’s lost a puppy. “I won’t be going on a solo date. And those other awful women will be pawing my beautiful, handsome…I just…can’t…”
(Sorry, Jena, maybe next time!)
A few moments later, London is all dressed and ready to go.
I whisk them to a fairy palace, hoping the ambiance will allow for nurturing their love.
Zolnax rubs his hands together. “Do you think there’ll be gnomes there so we can kick them?”
(So much for love! 🙄🙄🙄🙄)
As they eat, Zolnax relays his plan to take over the world. “And so it’s my destiny to program entities who will become my minions and ultimately, make me invincible.”
(Whoo boy. I think he’s worse than Hunter ever was! UGH! 😑)
London giggles. “And then you can battle the armies of every nation, throwing them under your feet, darling.”
(EEK! I knew there was a monster under that beautiful face. 😵)
Zolnax coos, “Aww…you’re so despicable, baby. I think I’m falling in love.”
Ah well, why try to force Zolnax into something he’s not?
So, I take them to the next part of their date (at Zolnax’s request). He didn’t like the fairy palace so I gave him a demon one with fitting clothing.
As the orange fountains splash behind them, Zolnax waves his arms and says, “So, London, if you become my future wife, will you support me by using your underground influence in the mob and recruit simple minded henchmen for me?”
London looks down and stammers, “W-Well…I…uh…”
(Now you’ve gone too far, Zolnax! She might be a thief but she’s not a mobster recruiter. Geeze. If she tells you where to go, I’ll laugh and then applaud.)
Taking his hands, she goes on, “I’ll be honored, baby.”
(See, Creator? You have nothing to worry about.)
(Oh no…I have everything to worry about! 😱)