Nemesis: Chapter 22

It was only a few days before Rosie and Mia were due to appear on the gameshow. Filming would last over three days and the entire gang had to book time off work. Rosie ensured that Lavender, Georgia, Jessica, Carl, Mike and Luke all had tickets. Having been tricked by Mia into appearing at the promo a few days earlier, Rosie was determined to beat her on the show. So, she asked Lavender and Georgia to help her practise one final set of potential games ahead of her appearance. Once again, Lavender would be the question master whilst Georgia would be Rosie's opponent. Punishments for losing would be even messier than before as Rosie was keen to reverse the trend whereby Georgia kept on escaping relatively clean from the gunge. This time, they didn't even need to hide their activities from Mia, because she was never around, swanning off with her new friends that were their opposition. Rosie wasn't sure what game her sister was playing, but decided to let Mia get on with her own devilish plans. Furthermore, Rosie's petition about Mia not deserving to gunge her was building pace, Parvati had already contacted her about their potential contingency plans in case it got any more out of hand.

Arriving at Lavender's, Rosie and Georgia changed into their sports bras and shorts. Rosie was dressed in a green and white combination whilst Georgia was kitted out in all sky blue. Mike and Carl were also invited to help lend a hand. Both were wearing baggy shorts and t-shirts; their carefully chosen in case they were trapped into getting messy too. Carl didn't want to ruin his best sports tops again, he'd learnt his lesson from before. Lavender wore a red sleeveless summer dress that reached just below her hips. Unlike the others, she wasn't planning on getting messy, though she was sure that the others may take an exception to her idea to stay clean.

The girls were to play five games, with the loser of each round getting gunged. The overall loser would also receive a special extra punishment, about which Lavender kept hidden secret. The first game was to be relatively simple. Rosie and Georgia would both be asked five true or false questions. Depending on their answers, sitting down, one of the gang would have a bucket tipped over their head. If the answer was correct they would receive a showering of confetti, if it was wrong they would be drenched in water. But, for the final question, for which the contestant would receive the bucket, the incorrect answer would hold a far messier punishment. For every question they got right, they would have ten seconds to shoot as many basketballs through a hoop as possible. The winner of the round would be the person to score the most shots. Georgia was extremely confident, for she played goal attack in Netball at school, a sport Rosie never excelled in.

Rosie was to go first. Carl was to receive the first bucket. Lavender began to read the first question. "Istanbul is the capital of Turkey: true or false?" Fortunately, Rosie knew the answer to this straightaway and called out "false, it's Ankara." Carl shot her a look of panic as Lavender upturned the bucket over his head. To his great relief, confetti fluttered down upon his him causing him to mutter, "Never doubted you Rosie", rather unconvincingly.

Mike was the next victim. Lavender read out her next question. "K is the chemical symbol for Potassium: true or false?" Rosie really wasn't sure. Mike was trying to keep a straight face, for Lavender had threatened him with the gunge tank if he tried to help his girlfriend. "Erm, I don't know, true?" Rosie guessed. Lavender, seeing the uncertainty in Rosie's eyes, milked the situation for as long as possible before pouring the confetti over Rosie's boyfriend. Simultaneously, Mike and Rosie breathed a sigh of relief.

Georgia sat down for the third question. Lavender began, "As of 2015 Liverpool have never won the Premier League: true or false?" Now Rosie didn't know all that much about football, but even she knew that Liverpool were a big club. Surely, they would have won the Premier League. "False", she declared confidently. Lavender, smiling, picked up the bucket and swiftly poured the cold water over the unfortunate Georgia's head. Georgia screamed in shock at just how cold the water felt as it splashed against her bare shoulders. Georgia flicked her wet hair back in Lavender's direction, lightly splashing the host's summer dress. As punishment, Lavender picked up an unused bucket of water and upturned it over Georgia's head. Soaked for a second time, Georgia wisely chose to stay quiet.

Lavender then begrudgingly handed the next question over to Carl as she sat down to take her turn. "Question four", Carl announced, "True or false: JRR Tolkien wrote the Hobbit." Rosie smiled as she recognised how Lavender had left a nice easy question for her own turn; she clearly didn't want to get messy. Rosie felt like teaching Lavender a lesson, but equally she wanted to win. "True", she shouted allowing Carl to place the bucket of confetti onto Lavender's head. Lavender shrieked as Carl left the bucket balancing on her forehead, before jumping up and throwing the bucket to the side. Rosie sat down on the stall for the final question.

"True or false: Queen Elizabeth II was coronated Queen of the UK in 1952." Rosie paused to think. She vaguely remembered that Queen Elizabeth's father, George VI, died in 1952. So, shouldn't that mean that her coronation was the same year? But then, Rosie recognised that would mean four of her questions would be true, should she read a pattern into that? Perhaps the King died late in the year, there must be a reason why the coronation was delayed. Perhaps it was inopportune to have a coronation in a time of public mourning. "I must hurry you for an answer", warned Lavender. "False", Rosie beamed. Disappointed, Lavender put down the bucket that she intended to use and threw the bucket of confetti over Rosie's head. "Correct", she announced, somewhat disappointed. "Rosie, you got four correct answers out of five meaning that you have forty seconds to score as many hoops as you can.

Carl and Mike stood behind the hoop ready to retrieve any basketballs that missed the hoop. They only had four balls between them, so the boys' help would be vital if Rosie was to get a big score. Lavender started the stopwatch and Rosie began. Unfortunately, her aim was very poor and she missed the hoop board completely with her first three balls. Mike ran off like a man possessed to retrieve the balls, rather keen to help his girlfriend win. Georgia wondered whether he would put the same amount of effort in to help her. Rosie jumped for joy when her fourth ball bounced off the top of the rim and sank through the hoop. After thirty seconds Rosie still had only scored one hoop. She realised that Mike and Carl would not have time to retrieve any more loose balls, she only had four balls left. Her first ball hit the rim and bounced out, the second went straight through the net first time. Cheering, Rosie completely miscued her third shot before quickly throwing her final ball in desperation to beat the buzzer. The ball hit the top of the board and bounced through the net, half a second before Lavender's timer elapsed. "Well done Rosie, you have scored three", Lavender declared.

It was now Georgia's turn to be asked her questions. Carl sat down in the seat ready to begin. "Georgia", Lavender began, "Zurich is the capital city of Switzerland: true or false?" Other than Geneva, Georgia didn't really know any other cities in Switzerland. "True?" she declared tentatively. Lavender looked at her boyfriend apologetically, she picked up the bucket of water and poured it over Carl. Perhaps on purpose, her aim was poor and the water mostly splashed against his shorts. "Hey Carl, it looks like you've wet yourself", laughed Mike. Carl shot Georgia an annoyed look. Georgia became worried. She couldn't count on Mike to help retrieve the balls as he was Rosie's boyfriend, and now she had offended Carl. She had better get all her remaining questions right.

Keen to wipe it first, Mike sat down tentatively on the wet stool. "Second question", beamed Lavender. "Pb is the chemical symbol of lead." Georgia was relieved to have paid attention during chemistry class at school. "That is definitely true", she purred. Lavender turned the bucket of confetti over Mike's head, who was relieved to have escaped clean during both rounds of the game.

Rosie sat down on the chair ready for her turn. Georgia thought about getting the next question wrong on purpose, just to get back at Rosie for getting her soaked earlier in the game. But if she did get it wrong, she would have less time than Rosie had to score as many hoops as she could. Her will to win triumphed over her quest for revenge. "Question three. Tim Henman never reached the final of Wimbledon: true or false?" Georgia knew that Tim Henman had never won Wimbledon but had he ever reached the final? He often got to the final week of the tournament, but she was too young to know for sure whether he ever got through to the final. "This is a guess, but I'm going to say true. She declared. Rosie breathed a sigh of relief, she knew that Georgia was right. Lavender tipped the confetti over Rosie's head and sat down in her place.

Carl took the question card from Lavender and had to suppress a laugh. Once again, Lavender had left an easy question for her own turn. Carl never paid attention at school and yet even he knew the answer. He began to read the question out. "True or false: the battle of Hastings was in 1166." Now Rosie knew that this was clearly false, but was annoyed at her cousin for purposely choosing easy questions for her turn in the chair. "Carl, that is most definitely true", she laughed, knowing full well that she was wrong. Lavender shot her daggers as she realised Georgia's plan. Carl tipped over the bucket of water over his girlfriend's head. The brunette shrieked as the water cascaded down her face. Mike looked around and noticed that there were still three buckets of water left that would no longer be needed. With Carl's help he restrained Lavender in the chair, as Georgia, keen to get her revenge for the extra bucket in the previous round, advanced upon the unused buckets. She picked up the first and threw it at Lavender's face. She then lifted the top of Lavender's dress away from her dress and poured the water over her cleavage. To finish off she upturned the final bucket over Lavender's head and began to laugh at her cousin's plight.

Georgia suddenly realised that Lavender would be able to get her revenge on her straight away. She sat down on the wet stool and waited for Lavender too begin her question. Instead, Lavender simply picked up a bucket of porridge and poured it over her unsuspecting cousin. "Hey that's not fair!" cried the soggy blonde. "Do you want another bucket or your final question?" Lavender warned as the porridge oats slipped down Georgia's bare chest and into her bra. "Question five: Alas poor Yorrick, I knew him well, is a quote from Shakespeare's play Hamlet: true or false?" Georgia nodded her head in satisfaction. She knew this question was true, for she had read Hamlet at school. "True", she boasted. As Lavender picked up the final bucket, Georgia spread her arms out wide in mockery of being pummelled by confetti. Instead, she was hit by a deluge of custard. The thick yellow liquid slapped down over her face and ran over her bare shoulders. "Hey that's not fair, I got the question right," Georgia protested. "I'm afraid not," taunted Lavender. The quote is "Alas poor Yorrick, I knew him, not I knew him well." Mike and Carl spotted that there were still four buckets of confetti left unused. Reckoning that they might stick to Georgia's skin now she was covered in custard, they motioned to Rosie and Lavender to each pick up a bucket. All four of her friends then surrounded Georgia and attacked her with a shower of confetti, which did indeed stick to her skin.

Lavender then began to speak up. "Georgia you only got two questions right, meaning that you only have twenty seconds to score four baskets or more. Good luck." Georgia was worried. Her hands were sticky with custard and her vision was obscured by lumps of porridge that ran down over her face. She knew that she was good at shooting, but she only had twenty seconds. Would that be enough? Lavender started the timer and Georgia threw her first ball. It hit the rim of the basket and bounced out. Her second ball narrowly missed and her third was far too low. Looking up, she noticed that neither Carl nor Mike were making much of an effort to retrieve the balls. She threw her fourth ball at Car to speed him up. Georgia threw two more balls which missed terribly as she grew frantic trying to score. Lavender's buzzer blew and her time was up.

"Georgia, that was terrible. Rosie wins the first round, now Georgia, come over here and face your punishment. Georgia knelt down in front of Rosie who picked up two shaving cream pies and gave her a sloppy pie sandwich. Rosie then picked up a bucket of green gunge and poured it over the blonde girl's pretty face. Lavender began to speak once again. "Now since you did so badly in the first game, I think that you deserve a trip to the gunge tank." Georgia barely had any time to protest as Carl dragged her over to the tank. Laughing Rosie pulled the lever shooting pink gunge down over the poor girl. When the deluge finished, Georgia tried to leave the tank, only for Carl to hold the door frame shut. "I think you need another gunging to learn your lesson. Never get the question master messy", warned Lavender. Mike filled the tank up with purple gunge and Rosie pulled the lever once again. The slime hit Georgia on the top of her head and seeped into her bra. As she tried to leave the tank Lavender slapped another pie in her face. It was only the end of the first round and Georgia was already totally trashed. It was going to be a long day.

Mike swiftly threw Georgia a towel, for there wouldn't be enough time to get properly cleaned up before the second event, which was already laid out. The second challenge was to be a short race, where Rosie and Georgia would have to work with their partner to win. Rosie, unsurprisingly, chose to partner up with Mike leaving Georgia to go with Carl. Georgia wasn't too disappointed at this coupling, as she figured Carl to be both stronger and faster than his housemate. Plus, he was sure to want to beat his friend, even if he didn't particularly care for her. The race entailed various dashes from one side of the garden to the other. The first lap would be a three-legged race. The contestants would then untangle themselves from their partner before picking up a skipping rope and skipping back to the other side. They would then pick up an egg and spoon and try to carefully carry the egg back to their partner. They would then act as human wheelbarrow, who their partner would wheel to the opposite fence before switching roles. To finish, the contestant would then clamber into an actual wheelbarrow and their partner would dash to the other side. To ensure that the contestants didn't take short cuts after every lap, on one side, they would have to smash an egg over their head, on the other, they would have to tip a bag of flour over themselves. To finish the race, their partner would tip them into a water trough, filled with bitterly cold water.

Rosie imagined that her opponent would have the upper hand, for ordinarily she was the quicker runner. But then, Georgia was supposed to be the better netball player and look how that turned out. More pressingly, Carl seemed really up for the race, determined to put one over Mike. Lavender blew her whistle and the two teams were away. Carl charged off far too quickly, leaving Georgia struggling to keep up. Unsurprisingly, the pair lost balance and fell over. Mike and Rosie slowly overtook them and ended the first lap in the lead. Rosie smashed an egg over her head and untangled herself from her boyfriend. Georgia and Carl struggled back up and hobbled over to the other side. Georgia smashed the egg against her face, distracting the laughing Carl who unfortunately managed to get the rope tying the two of them together in a knot.

Free from Mike, Rosie found the skipping easy and reached the other side of the garden before Georgia had even got going. She upturned the flour over her head and shrieked as the flour intertwined with the egg yolk on her forehead. Georgia, trying to catch up almost slipped over once again. Her mood was greatly improved however when Rosie dropped her egg, which smashed and she had to go back to the start of her lap to get another. Georgia threw a bag of flour over her head and picked up an egg and spoon. She overtook the struggling Rosie just as her opponent dropped her second egg and had to return to the start yet again. Reaching Carl, Georgia smashed her egg against her blonde hair and knelt down. Finding her remarkably light, Carl charged off with his partner, almost knocking Rosie over as they passed by one another. Rosie, starting to pant, finally got her egg safely over to Mike, before begrudgingly slapping it onto her left cheek. Mike struggled to pick up her legs and they ambled to the other side.

Georgia, meanwhile hurriedly threw the next bag of flour over her shoulders. Lavender complained and threatened to penalise her if she didn't take another bag. Obliging, Carl threw a bag at Georgia's chest before crouching down. Georgia had forgotten just how heavy, Carl might be. They had to take one step at a time as Georgia kept on dropping his feet. Rosie, ever determined, was beginning to catch up, she was now only half a lap behind. Under Lavender's watchful eye she upturned the bag of flour over her head and tried to pick up Mike. Fortunately for her, her boyfriend wasn't as heavy as Carl, but he was still difficult to lift. With every step, Rosie was catching up with Georgia, by the time Georgia reached the end of the lap, she was only three metres in the lead. Carl jumped up as Georgia smashed an egg against her blonde locks. Georgia then jumped into the wheelbarrow and they were away.

Rosie smashed her egg against her face just as Carl ran his wheelbarrow past her. Unfortunately, Carl drove the barrow straight into Mike who promptly fell over. Lavender made Carl turn around and start his lap again. Standing up gingerly, Mike found Rosie waiting for him in their barrow. Winded, he tried to push the barrow but stumbled to the floor. Getting up once more, he pushed the wheelbarrow, but lost control sending his passenger to the turf. Georgia looked behind her, she was going to win. She turned around to face the finish line just as Carl tipped her over into the water trough. She screamed in shock and delight, the score was now one all.

Rosie and Mike struggled to their feet, ready to complain about Carl's sabotage of their team. Keen to have an opportunity to mess up her fairly clean best friend, Lavender turned their protests away. Soaking, Georgia climbed out of the water trough ready to gunge her blonde friend. She picked up a shaving cream pie and slapped it into Rosie's face. She made Rosie lie down flat in the grass before pouring a bucket of grey gunge over her face and chest. A second bucket of dark green gunge coated Rosie's legs before Carl and Mike picked her up and gently threw her into the water trough. Rising from beneath the water, Georgia surprised her opponent with a cream pie and her punishment was complete.

Once again, Mike threw Rosie a towel. The blonde dried herself off whilst Carl, Mike and Lavender set up the next game of helping hands. Rosie and Georgia were to have their hands tied behind their backs. Carl and Mike would stand behind them, acting as their hands, responding to the orders of the girls who could see what was going on. Each team would have four minutes to make a banana split. The winner was not based on time, but rather presentation and the amount of ingredients used. Each team were given two bananas, a box of raspberries, vanilla, strawberry and chocolate ice cream, melted fudge, chocolate and raspberry sauce, glace cherries, hundreds and thousands and whipped cream.

Georgia felt rather nervous about being paired with Carl. She didn't know him as well as the others and as their bodies touched, she could feel his arm chest against her back. Could she trust him to play the game fair, or would he just mess about? She would soon find out. Lavender blew her whistle and they were off. Unable to see properly, Mike had a little trouble peeling the banana skins. Carl on the other hand had no problem at all. He carefully cut the bananas in two with a plastic knife and Georgia blew a sigh of relief, for he was playing properly after all. Rosie started bossing Mike around, who was keeping very patient. He dropped the box of raspberries on the floor and the couple had to coordinate to reach down and pick them up. Annoyed, Mike threw a handful of raspberries at Rosie's chest, which splattered, leaving a red stain on the top of her right breast. Rosie wanted to retaliate but couldn't, she looked over at Rosie and saw her perfect concoction of raspberries and banana. Rosie realised that she would have to work together with Mike or risk losing once again.

Keeping her voice calm, she helped Mike to scoop out a ball of each flavour of ice cream. Her banana split looked messy compared to Georgia's, she didn't realise that Carl was such a good cook. Being a carpenter, Carl took care in the appearance of whatever he made, banana splits included. Georgia looked over at Rosie. She and Mike were starting to work together. Nonetheless, their split looked terrible. Carl tried to squeeze the can of whipped cream over the banana, but nothing came out. Frustrated he shook the can and squeezed as hard as he could, shooting cream up towards Georgia's cleavage. "Hey, be careful!" she shouted. A wicked grin flashed across Carl's face. He squirted a large dollop of cream into his left hand and slammed it into Georgia's face. "Hey stop messing around!" she protested as Carl rubbed the cream into her cheeks. Mike looked at the can of cream in his hands. "Don't you dare", warned his girlfriend. Mike tried to squirt the cream onto the banana, but mostly missed, coating Rosie's bare feet instead.

The game then turned into a farce. Carl picked up the bottle of chocolate sauce and unscrewed the bottle. He then upturned it over Georgia's head who screamed as her face became engulfed in chocolate. Mike opened the lid of the raspberry sauce and aimed it at Georgia's face, both boys were now ganging up on her. But Rosie realised that this was playing into Georgia hands. Georgia's split was still far better looking and more complete than her own. They only had ninety seconds left to turn this around. Begrudgingly, Mike squirted the remaining raspberry sauce on his team's banana and sensibly dribbled the fudge over the whipped cream. He then shook the hundreds and thousands, but they went everywhere, except the banana split. He then finished off with three glace cherries place on top of each mound of ice cream before turning around to watch the carnage produced by the other team.

Carl opened the bottle of fudge and threw it straight in Georgia's face. He then took a scoop of strawberry ice cream and dropped it down Georgia sports bra. Lavender shot him a disapproving look and he returned to helping Georgia to try to win. He squirted what was left of the whipped cream on the bananas and carefully shook the hundreds and thousands onto the ice cream. As he placed the cherries on each scoop of ice cream, Rosie knew that she was going to lose. Yes, Georgia was covered in mess, but her banana split looked okay. Most of the food used up by Mike had ended up on the floor. With just twenty seconds left, Georgia whispered to Carl, "Just you wait until they untie me you're going to regret messing me up." "Is that a threat?" laughed Carl. "You bet it is", boasted Georgia. Laughing, Carl took hold of Georgia's face in his hands and gently slammed it into the banana split. As her face plunged through the ice cream, she sent the contents of her plate crashing to the floor.

"Time's up!" called out Lavender, just as Georgia's banana split spilled onto the grass. "Well there can only be one winner. Rosie's split looks atrocious, but at least it is in one piece. The score is now two one to Rosie!" Rosie yelped for joy. Excited she looked round to Mike to thank him oblivious to the large cream pie that Lavender was about to push in her face. The blonde squealed as her pretty features became engulfed in cream, causing Georgia to laugh hysterically. Mike then untied his girlfriend, who threw off her ropes in triumph. "Now for you reward", began Lavender, "you get to turn pretty Georgia into a human sundae!"

With her hands still tied behind her back, Georgia was led over to the empty paddling pool, where she sat down. The tubs of ice cream were beginning to melt in the sun, so Rosie picked them up first. She poured the sticky ice cream over Georgia's head, turning her features yellow, then brown and finally pink. Poor Georgia couldn't even wipe her eyes clean. Rosie picked up two bottles of raspberry sauce and aimed them at Georgia's chest. Lavender unscrewed the top off a bottle of fudge and handed them to Rosie who poured it over Georgia's head. Rosie then asked Georgia to tilt her head up so that she could squirt chocolate sauce over her nose and cheeks.

Rosie threw a box of raspberries over the messy blonde before squirting whipped cream over every inch of her body. Not a speck of flesh was left uncovered as Rosie used up four bottles of cream. Rosie finished off by sprinkling hundreds and thousands over her fellow contestant. Fed up, Georgia stormed inside Lavender's house to have a shower. Lavender addressed Rosie as she passed her a towel. "I'm not sure that we're going to be able to persuade Georgia to get messy again this afternoon. I think that we went a bit too far this time." Rosie nodded in reply. Mike then butted into the conversation. "I wonder where we can find someone to replace her." He mockingly inquired, whilst staring straight at the brunette. Lavender was in a pickle, she had organised two more messy games that she didn't want to go to waste, but if she didn't step into Georgia's boots, who would? Carl and Mike certainly wouldn't, that was for sure.

Desperately searching for a way out, Lavender's stalling received a timely boost when her phone began to ring. It was Jessica. "Hi Lavender, I just rang to say that I bear no hard feelings for what happened the other day. I'm just passing through the neighbourhood and I was wondering whether I could pop in and have a cup of tea." Lavender's eyes lit up in delight. "Thanks Jess. Yes absolutely, do pop over, I'll put the kettle on." "Good, I'll be over in ten to fifteen minutes", Jessica replied. Lavender was ecstatic. She wondered how she could trick Jessica into taking Georgia's place. "Guys, could you carry on setting up for the fourth round like how I showed you earlier?" she asked Mike and Carl. "Rosie, do you want to have a quick change of clothes? I'll make a quick snack for us all whilst we wait for Jessica to get here", Lavender continued.

Ten minutes later, Rosie was sitting at Lavender's kitchen table wearing a dry pair of shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt covering a new sports bra. The doorbell rang and Lavender went to answer. "Hi Jess, please do come in." Jess was wearing a white crop top and a short blue skirt, perfectly showing
off her breasts and her legs. Having already slipped off her shoes, she walked into the kitchen and spied Rosie sipping a cup of tea and Mike and Carl messing about in the garden. Annoyed, Jessica failed to choose her next words wisely.

"Hey Rosie. What's up with your hair? You look a right mess, like Medusa. It seems like you guys were having fun without me. Thanks for the invite," she said sardonically. Rosie looked up, deeply offended. There was no need for Jessica to be so bitchy about her appearance, unlike Georgia, she hadn't had time for a shower yet. Furthermore, Lavender and she didn't have to invite Jess over to everything that they did, she didn't have to be so unpleasant. Taking her time to compose a response, Rosie replied, "Oh hi Jess, we were just having a few practise games in preparation for the gameshow next week. To be honest, Mike thought that you would be out with Luke today, we didn't think that you would be able to come over." "That's okay, no harm done", Jess replied through gritted teeth. "Would you like a drink?" asked Lavender. "A glass of milk", Jessica replied, rather curtly. She had come over to Lavender's in good faith to try to make amends, why hadn't she told her that she was already busy?

Upon receiving the glass of milk, Jessica twirled it round and round in her hands. "You know Lavender, you really owe me big time. First of all, you gunge me three times in one day and now you don't invite me over to your house when you have friends round." "Well, you did deserve all three gungings Jess", Lavender laughed in return. "But you're right, I should have invited you over today. What can I do to make it up to you?" "I guess you could just stand where you are and look pretty", Jessica replied cryptically. Upon finishing her sentence, Jess upturned her glass of milk over Lavender's head, causing Rosie to snort out in laughter. Lavender shock her hair in disgust. How dare Jessica steal her thunder?

Just then, Georgia walked into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her hair. Jessica noticed immediately that she had recently been gunged. "Ah bless you, looks like your pretty face has received quite a battering this morning. Was Lavender just too clever for you?" Jessica blurted, quite unaware of just how rude she was being. Georgia, struggling to find the right words, simply nodded. She disliked the way that the redhead often teased her, condescendingly, making her feel inferior. This was one of those moments.

After a short pause, Georgia finally began to speak. "Sorry Rosie, but I'm no longer in the mood, I'm sorry to spoil your fun. Lavender I know that you put a lot of effort into this and I don't want to let you guys down. But I don't want to get gunged again today." Georgia was genuinely sorry for bailing out, but she was so pissed off with Carl for sabotaging her banana split that she had lost interest in the day's events. "Georgia", Lavender replied. "How about you play the last two rounds with Rosie and we agree that you don't get gunged again today, even if you lose?" Georgia was intrigued, but she thought this was a trick. Would Lavender gunge her tomorrow instead? "What do you mean?" The blonde replied. Lavender kicked herself for what she was about to suggest but preferred to risk getting gunged than see all the hard work that she had put into today go to waste. "How about, if you lose, I'll get gunged in your place? Though if you lose on purpose, our agreement will be void of course." "Sounds interesting", her cousin replied, quite desperate to see the brunette in the gunge tank. "Do you know what, I'm in."

Rosie meanwhile, was listening in interest. "That's good of you to volunteer Lavender, but isn't this all a bit unfair. If I lose I still get gunged, but if Georgia loses, she walks away clean." "You're right", Lavender replied, "how about Jessica takes any punishment that should come your way?" Leaning on the sideboard, Jessica almost lost her footing in shock. "Hey, but I'm wearing clean clothes", she wailed in objection. "We can soon fix that", Lavender sighed. Moving in tandem, Lavender, Rosie and Georgia moved towards the fridge. Rosie and Georgia grabbed a carton of milk and orange juice and poured them over the unfortunate Jessica's head. Lavender meanwhile, slammed a trifle into the redhead's face. Not to be outdone, Georgia poured a large cartoon of yoghurt over Jessica's partially exposed chest, soiling her clothes. "You were saying?" laughed Lavender.

Mike chose this moment to enter the kitchen. "We've finished setting up the next game. Oh, hi Jessica." Embarrassed, Jessica turned towards Mike and blushed. Distracted, Jess failed to see Rosie as she slammed a banoffee pie into her face. The cream exploded against her cheeks and fell onto her bosom. She had only been at Lavender's for three minutes and had yet managed to offend all three of her friends. As a result, she had paid a rather messy penalty and worse could yet be to come. To avoid further humiliation, she would have to put aside her petty differences and cheer Rosie on. For if she won, Lavender would finally receive her well-deserved and overdue gunging instead. Now that would be amazing indeed.