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Roar!
Aguacate jumps up into the air, before hitting the floor with a fiery expression, like a Lion ready to pounce into action.
You're on the frontline, everyone's watching
Granny raises her hands in the air, soaking the moment with a smile upon her face, her steely gaze fixed on the judges.
Your time to shine, don't wait in line, y vamos por todo
Aguacate takes out a soccer ball as she lip syncs, kicking it through the air as Floss Michaels catches it from the judges table.
Waka waka, eh, eh
Spinning and twirling around, Granny buzzes with energy and excitement as she dances and prances with her own flair.
Zonk' iZizwe masibuye 'cause this is Africa (Africa, Africa...)
Aguacate is having fun with it, and she’s electric. Each and every second she has the quirky flair that Aguacate does best. Expression, power and FUN!
Zama qhela
Raising her hands in the air, Aguacate cheers, taking out a Mexican Flag as the song ends, the judges cheering.
“What the fuck.” Jaslene whispers.
…
Aguacate, Shantay you stay.
Aguacate bows.
Granny Gorgeous…
Granny smiles.
You are a star. I cannot wait to see how you turn out… all grown up. But for now… sashay, away.
“I am so happy.” Granny tears up. “I thought my life would end after my love died. This has proven… it’s just begun.”
Everyone claps as Granny struts off. “And I sashay… AWAY!”
Granny Gorgeous: “To make it to the latter half of this season is a pleasure. I feel as if I have given everything- and I know this is just the beginning.”
Lipstick Message: “I love you all! Granny says… SLAY IT!”
~
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The racers enter the werkroom.
“Granny… gone… just.” Yasmin laughs. “Whoops. Bad joke!”
“Granny not so Gorgeous.” Aguacate smirks, wiping the mirror.
Aguacate: “I have lip synced for my life. And I am now… another one of those girls who has lip synced.” Aguacate growls. “I was supposed to be perfection!”
“How does it feel, joining the lip sync club, Aguacate?” Jaslene raises an eyebrow.
“Well, unlike you and Zazu, I don’t plan to REPEAT this.” Aguacate laughs.
“Now why am I in it?” Zazu gasps.
The three chuckle, sitting down.
“Congrats to you, Jaslene… for a win.” Aguacate shrugs. “Your second, which, great of you to catch up-”
Jaslene playfully rolls her eyes.
“How am I, do you ask?” Aguacate purses her lips. “Well…”
King Omari Star: “Aguacate…”
“Simply put- as a star, you must have a moment of loss of faith. You crumble- before the Gods themselves, and then- YOU PULL YOURSELF OUT.” Aguacate snaps her fingers. “So I’m doing it.”
King Omari Star: “She’s the star of her own telenovela, best you believe it.”
The screen slows down as Aguacate continues to monologue, as a rose petal effect cascades down the screen.
“It’s the heroes journey.” Aguacate smiles.
“I love that you think you’re the hero.” Yasmin adds.
Everyone gasps, laughing except Fiore, who just remains silent.
“Darling, it’s top 6- why are you sour?” Aguacate turns to stare at Fiore.
Suddenly, the music stops from the flowy telenovela to a gritty, rough sound.
“I…. I am displeased. I am not displeased. Actually, I’m full of rage.” Fiore growls. “I have come here to deliver HIGH-CLASS DRAG. I am an ACTRESS. I am a WINNER. And I have worked long and hard just to nearly went home on a makeover challenge? A challenge I believe I performed gorgeously in just because of… me not letting loose????” Fiore shakes her head. “A-And that judge. Lady Lucy Vuitton one.”
“Sister of the legendary Louise Vuitton.” Aguacate says giggling.
“She dare insult my drag like, what?” Fiore looks at the others. “Seriously? What does SHE know, calling it SOULLESS with that crunchy dry, quote-on-quote, blonde wig of a disaster that she wore tonight.” Fiore throws a pillow. “I will not be rudely criticized someone who clearly couldn’t blend in that line… down someone’s neck.”
“Jesus.” Jaslene tries to hold in a laugh at Fiore’s shade. .
“And it’s just frustrating- it makes me mad that I aspire for clean, precise perfection in every aspect of my drag. I don’t see many hitting, no offense to your sharpie drag Aguacate, but even with that I’m still delivering middle of the road to the panel, and like-“ Fiore starts going on a tangent but then starts to walk out. “Sorry, I can’t do this right now.”
“Yikes.” Yasmin says.
“Well…” Aguacate smiles. “Back to me.”
King Omari Star: “Everyone thinks they are the star of their own story. But I know this- I’m going with a journey, the waters are lovely… and we’re going to the tail end of the race. So the question is… which star will shine brightest?”
“So much fun.” Yasmin clasps her hands.
King Omari Star: “Well, only one of us has a star in his name.” Omari smirks.
~
The Next Day, Yasmin brings out coffees, as a sheepish Fiore sits alone.
“You ok?” Zazu smiles.
“I’m here.” Fiore shrugs, before turning to face Yasmin. “...Did you make coffee?”
“Is this a venti?” Zazu gasps.
“Wait…” Omari looks confused. “These cups have.. Raiz branded on them?”
“I monogrammed my own coffee cups.” Yasmin smiles.
“Can you make one that says Aguacate on it?” Aguacate turns.
“Woah, this is kinda…” Jaslene sips. “Oh my god.”
“I LOVE coffee.” Yasmin blushes.
You’ve got drag mail!
I love love. Do you love it?
“Love?” Fiore raises an eyebrow.
It’s Drag Time!
Hi Racers!
For today’s mini challenge, it’s time for a disco dance party!
~
Zazu Nova, you’re our winner baby!
“I won!” Zazu cheers.
Racers, it’s time for you to play parts in Lovers: The Musical!
Jaslene smirks.
For this week’s maxi challenge, you will be teamed up in the lip sync musical, where you will perform your ass off as a set of historical LOVERS!
Zazu Nova: “A musical?! Yes, I am ready for my singing moment!”
Zazu, as mini challenge winner, you get to assign pairs.
“Oooh!” Zazu smiles. “I’ll take Omari.”
Omari chuckles. “Okay…”
Zazu Nova: “Yes, we’ve struggled- but I know we can perform well together. Every DANCE moment together has been good.” Zazu winks.
“The funny girls…” Zazu smiles. “Yasmin and Aguacate.”
The two wink.
And that leaves… Jaslene and Fiore!
The two look at each other. “Well.”
Jaslene Bangus: “Seriously, Zazu?”
Good luck racers… and do not FUCK IT UP!
~
The racers sit down and look at the roles.
“Soooo…” Zazu smiles. “These are the roles.”
“JFK and Jackie O. Romeo and Juilet. Antony and Cleopatra.” Yasmin purses her lips.
Everyone looks over, before Jaslene raises her hand.
“Zazu, I have a question.” Jaslene says.
“Oh, sure!” Zazu smiles.
“Have you set me up by putting us together?” Jaslene purses her lips. “Because real talk… I haven’t received a single word from her.”
Fiore rolls her eyes. “We haven’t decided how to play it yet.”
“So… if you set me up, girl, own it. But if you didn’t, well… Girl, if you aren’t giving cunt…” Jaslene looks at Zazu. “Maybe you’re just silly.”
“I’m a water sign, I’m giving FISH.” Zazu winks, before stopping. “...I didn’t realize. I thought it was a solid pairing, sorry.”
“Mmmmhm.” Fiore says sarcastically.
“We’ll make it work.” Jaslene responds.
“JFK is my favorite, because, talk about a man with a good shot in the head!” Yasmin laughs. “So I’d like that role! To be the gorgeous first lady, her man by her side..”
Omari stares in horror.
Aguacate: “That is CLEARLY a role one is favored over the other. I do not want that.”
“Actually…” Aguacate raises her hand. “For me, I’d actually like ANTONY and CLEOPATRA.”
“Oh, sure.” Yasmin nods. “I’ll take it.”
Yasmin Raiz: “This is a team challenge, and I want to do it smooth- and efficiently.”
“I’d really think we do well with Romeo and Juilet.” Omari grins. “It’s a classic stereotype, but…”
“It’s a good one.” Zazu winks.
“And that leaves… JFK and Jackie.” Zazu smiles.
“I’ll take Jackie.” Fiore responds, grabbing the book.
“Let’s make it work.” Jaslene nods.
~
The teams start practicing their roles.
“So… we’re ANTONY and Cleopatra.” Aguacate smiles.
“Woo!” Yasmin cheers.
“I want us to be the most extravagant, most over the top artists of all time.” Aguacate smiles.
“Ooooh…” Yasmin nods.
Yasmin Raiz: “I am aware me and Aguacate are not the PERFORMERS of the cast. We’re not Jaslene or Zazu- lip sync assassins. But I am quietly confident.” Yasmin winks.
“To me, you seem like you could be a Roman General.” Aguacate grins. “I want the chaos of CLEOPATRA…”
“I feel like I can do either role, either way.” Yasmin says. “The same with the JFK and Jackie O. I can do this another way, either way- I’m versatile.”
“I heard that about you.” Aguacate smirks, before stopping. “You've mentioned it again.”
“...What?”
“Clearly, you wanted that role. You didn’t fight for it.” Aguacate purses her lips. “Why?”
“Because I believe we can do it either way.” Yasmin says. “I’ve been consistent, I’ve been showing up-”
“Where are you girl?” Aguacate asks. “I don’t see it. Consistent is good, but girl, we’re here to STEAL the show.”
Yasmin raises an eyebrow.
“Yell bitch, tell me how you want it.” Aguacate screams. “I want to be here till the end, DO YOU?!”
“I do!” Yasmin nods.
Agucate looks at Yasmin. “Show it.”
…
“Well, we’re here.” Fiore looks at Jaslene.
Fiore Stravaganza: “I’m paired… yet… yet again.” Fiore growls.
“I don’t want to work with you.” Jaslene says. “But we must.”
"You know what, Jaslene? I don't want to work with you either! But we have no choice, so let's just get this over with and win."
“You’re the one who's been complaining- and almost left.” Jaslene growls, before narrowing her eyes. "Let's just pretend to be the loving, passionate couple on stage, while we're at each other's throats offstage."
The music starts, and Jaslene springs into action, hitting each and every move, until Fiore arrives- and very quickly, very clearly, Fiore is struggling.
“Ugh…” Fiore exhales, walking off the stage.
“Let’s do it.” Jaslene looks at Fiore. “Come on.”
"Damn it, Jaslene! Can't you give me a break? You're making me look like a fool up there!" Fiore's voice cracks.
"I'm doing my part, Fiore. Maybe if you focused more on actually learning the steps and less on complaining, you wouldn't look like such a fool."
"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm not as perfect as you, Miss Lip Sync Assassin!” Fiore snaps.
“You’re the one who abandoned the AE Girls!” Jaslene yells back.
“What does that have to do with anything?!” Fiore's eyes narrow. "First off, I didn't abandon anyone! I've been focused on winning this competition and giving my all to every challenge. Unlike you, who seems to be more interested in stirring up drama and picking fights."
"Don't you dare try to twist this around on me, Fiore. I've been nothing but supportive to everyone here, including you. But all you care about is yourself and your precious victory."
Fiore scoffs. "Oh please, spare me the holier-than-thou act. I've seen through your facade from day one. You're just as self-centered as the rest of us, maybe even more so."
Jaslen steps forward. "You have no idea what I've been through, what I've sacrificed to be here. You think you're so superior with your acting skills and your high-class drag, but let me tell you something, Fiore: talent alone doesn't make you a good person or a good friend."
Fiore sighs. "I never said I was a good person or a good friend, Jaslene. But at least I'm honest about who I am. I've been laser-focused on this competition because it's my chance to prove myself, to show the world what I'm capable of. And if that means I've been distant or cold, then so be it."
“Let’s just do this challenge.” Jaslene exhales.
“Now that I can agree with.” Fiore sighs.
…
Zazu and Omari walk onto the stage.
“Let’s hold hands and talk about our feelings.” Zazu smiles.
“...Jesus Christ.” Omari whispers under his breath, before chuckling. “Okay, let’s have fun with it.”
“Yes!” Zazu grins.
“I can do the choreo.” Omari nods. “Like romeo…” Omari drops to his knees, twirling. “Spin.”
“Juilet SPINS!” Zazu drops to the floor, spinning.
“I leap.” Omari leaps, and the words start.
Zazu hits every single line, and Omari looks in surprise.
“I shouldn’t be surprised… but damn.” Omari exhales. “You’ve got it.”
“You got the choreo, I’ve got this for us.” Zazu smiles. “We good?”
“Of course, I’m great.” Omari grins.
“What star sign are you?” Zazu pouts.
“... I am Pisces.”
“Oh my GOD, I am a Pisces!” Zazu yells. Zazu grabs Omari's hands and looks into his eyes with excitement.
“Oh-”
"Omari, this is fate! We're both Pisces, which means we're connected by the stars. We're meant to be partners in this challenge, not just on stage but in our emotions too. Let's dive deep into the depths of our characters and express all the love, longing, and passion they embody!" Zazu yells. “You don’t have to lie. This challenge is…”
“Scary?” Omari says. “That the journey is non-linear, that I don’t have a second win yet, that I don’t have a solo win…”
Zazu smiles. "Omari, my dear, dear Pisces. Embrace the unknown, for that is where true growth lies. This challenge is an opportunity for you to break free from your stoic shell and reveal the depths of your emotions. You have a vulnerability within you, and I believe it's time to let it shine."
Omari looks at Zazu. “Yes, I am nervous and perhaps this journey has been harder then I expected.”
Zazu clicks her fingers.
"It’s like I’ve said, I've always been guarded with my emotions. It's how I've protected myself all these years. But maybe... maybe it's time to let go of that guard, even just for a moment."
Zazu grins. "Yes! Let the stars guide you. Use the energy of this challenge to tap into your true emotions. Allow yourself to feel, to express, and to connect."
Omari takes a deep breath and grins. "Alright, Zazu. I'll trust your guidance. Let's make this performance unforgettable."
“PISCES ELEGANZA!” Zazu cheers.
~
The racers chat as they get ready for the main stage challenge.
“So, does anyone have any idea what they’d like to do with the crowning money, if they were to win this season?” Yasmin smiles.
“$100,000…” Zazu’s eyes light up.
“I’ve already made $10,000…” Aguacate smirks. “I cannot wait to make another $115,000.”
“115?” Jaslene says, confused.
“This, next week, the week after that. Final 3.” Aguacate grins.
“Gosh, I don’t even plan for those things…” Jaslene chuckles.
“Same.” Yasmin smiles. “I’m here for the ride…”
Aguacate looks at Yasmin.
“But you know, I’m here to win and give my all too, so that’s good to know.” Yasmin chuckles, as Aguacate nods.
“For me, this money would go back to my community- with some for myself.” Omari nods. “I value the scene, and- the reality is there isn’t much. I am one of a few Kings- in a scene with a few drag artists. I want the power to be invested back in it.”
“I feel the same.” Yasmin smiles. “The scene in Guyana isn’t like those more- mainstream countries. I will support and guide others, so people know- we’re here, we’re queer, get used to it.”
“Fuck yeah.” Omari snaps his fingers in agreement.
“I will use it for myself, and my girls.” Jaslene smiles. “We’re all supportive of each other- my drag sisters and me. And I want them to feel the love.”
“I’ve got the same idea for my drag mom.” Zazu nods. “She’s saved me, and I’d love to help her.”
Fiore nods, looking over.
“I’d love to help my parents.” Aguacate looks in the mirror. “I think- I think they’d need it.”
“Think?” Omari asks.
Aguacate shrugs, clearly not interested in continuing further.
“Either way, this competition, this moment- we’re all going away, with money, pride- and the ability to change our lives, forever.” Fiore glares into the mirror.
“Exactly.” Yasmin smiles.
The 6 look at each other, ready for the night ahead.
~
Stats
Voting
Spreadsheet

Roar!
Aguacate jumps up into the air, before hitting the floor with a fiery expression, like a Lion ready to pounce into action.
You're on the frontline, everyone's watching
Granny raises her hands in the air, soaking the moment with a smile upon her face, her steely gaze fixed on the judges.
Your time to shine, don't wait in line, y vamos por todo
Aguacate takes out a soccer ball as she lip syncs, kicking it through the air as Floss Michaels catches it from the judges table.
Waka waka, eh, eh
Spinning and twirling around, Granny buzzes with energy and excitement as she dances and prances with her own flair.
Zonk' iZizwe masibuye 'cause this is Africa (Africa, Africa...)
Aguacate is having fun with it, and she’s electric. Each and every second she has the quirky flair that Aguacate does best. Expression, power and FUN!
Zama qhela
Raising her hands in the air, Aguacate cheers, taking out a Mexican Flag as the song ends, the judges cheering.
“What the fuck.” Jaslene whispers.
…
Aguacate, Shantay you stay.
Aguacate bows.
Granny Gorgeous…
Granny smiles.
You are a star. I cannot wait to see how you turn out… all grown up. But for now… sashay, away.
“I am so happy.” Granny tears up. “I thought my life would end after my love died. This has proven… it’s just begun.”
Everyone claps as Granny struts off. “And I sashay… AWAY!”
Granny Gorgeous: “To make it to the latter half of this season is a pleasure. I feel as if I have given everything- and I know this is just the beginning.”
Lipstick Message: “I love you all! Granny says… SLAY IT!”
~
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The racers enter the werkroom.
“Granny… gone… just.” Yasmin laughs. “Whoops. Bad joke!”
“Granny not so Gorgeous.” Aguacate smirks, wiping the mirror.
Aguacate: “I have lip synced for my life. And I am now… another one of those girls who has lip synced.” Aguacate growls. “I was supposed to be perfection!”
“How does it feel, joining the lip sync club, Aguacate?” Jaslene raises an eyebrow.
“Well, unlike you and Zazu, I don’t plan to REPEAT this.” Aguacate laughs.
“Now why am I in it?” Zazu gasps.
The three chuckle, sitting down.
“Congrats to you, Jaslene… for a win.” Aguacate shrugs. “Your second, which, great of you to catch up-”
Jaslene playfully rolls her eyes.
“How am I, do you ask?” Aguacate purses her lips. “Well…”
King Omari Star: “Aguacate…”
“Simply put- as a star, you must have a moment of loss of faith. You crumble- before the Gods themselves, and then- YOU PULL YOURSELF OUT.” Aguacate snaps her fingers. “So I’m doing it.”
King Omari Star: “She’s the star of her own telenovela, best you believe it.”
The screen slows down as Aguacate continues to monologue, as a rose petal effect cascades down the screen.
“It’s the heroes journey.” Aguacate smiles.
“I love that you think you’re the hero.” Yasmin adds.
Everyone gasps, laughing except Fiore, who just remains silent.
“Darling, it’s top 6- why are you sour?” Aguacate turns to stare at Fiore.
Suddenly, the music stops from the flowy telenovela to a gritty, rough sound.
“I…. I am displeased. I am not displeased. Actually, I’m full of rage.” Fiore growls. “I have come here to deliver HIGH-CLASS DRAG. I am an ACTRESS. I am a WINNER. And I have worked long and hard just to nearly went home on a makeover challenge? A challenge I believe I performed gorgeously in just because of… me not letting loose????” Fiore shakes her head. “A-And that judge. Lady Lucy Vuitton one.”
“Sister of the legendary Louise Vuitton.” Aguacate says giggling.
“She dare insult my drag like, what?” Fiore looks at the others. “Seriously? What does SHE know, calling it SOULLESS with that crunchy dry, quote-on-quote, blonde wig of a disaster that she wore tonight.” Fiore throws a pillow. “I will not be rudely criticized someone who clearly couldn’t blend in that line… down someone’s neck.”
“Jesus.” Jaslene tries to hold in a laugh at Fiore’s shade. .
“And it’s just frustrating- it makes me mad that I aspire for clean, precise perfection in every aspect of my drag. I don’t see many hitting, no offense to your sharpie drag Aguacate, but even with that I’m still delivering middle of the road to the panel, and like-“ Fiore starts going on a tangent but then starts to walk out. “Sorry, I can’t do this right now.”
“Yikes.” Yasmin says.
“Well…” Aguacate smiles. “Back to me.”
King Omari Star: “Everyone thinks they are the star of their own story. But I know this- I’m going with a journey, the waters are lovely… and we’re going to the tail end of the race. So the question is… which star will shine brightest?”
“So much fun.” Yasmin clasps her hands.
King Omari Star: “Well, only one of us has a star in his name.” Omari smirks.
~
The Next Day, Yasmin brings out coffees, as a sheepish Fiore sits alone.
“You ok?” Zazu smiles.
“I’m here.” Fiore shrugs, before turning to face Yasmin. “...Did you make coffee?”
“Is this a venti?” Zazu gasps.
“Wait…” Omari looks confused. “These cups have.. Raiz branded on them?”
“I monogrammed my own coffee cups.” Yasmin smiles.
“Can you make one that says Aguacate on it?” Aguacate turns.
“Woah, this is kinda…” Jaslene sips. “Oh my god.”
“I LOVE coffee.” Yasmin blushes.
You’ve got drag mail!
I love love. Do you love it?
“Love?” Fiore raises an eyebrow.
It’s Drag Time!
Hi Racers!
For today’s mini challenge, it’s time for a disco dance party!
~
Zazu Nova, you’re our winner baby!
“I won!” Zazu cheers.
Racers, it’s time for you to play parts in Lovers: The Musical!
Jaslene smirks.
For this week’s maxi challenge, you will be teamed up in the lip sync musical, where you will perform your ass off as a set of historical LOVERS!
Zazu Nova: “A musical?! Yes, I am ready for my singing moment!”
Zazu, as mini challenge winner, you get to assign pairs.
“Oooh!” Zazu smiles. “I’ll take Omari.”
Omari chuckles. “Okay…”
Zazu Nova: “Yes, we’ve struggled- but I know we can perform well together. Every DANCE moment together has been good.” Zazu winks.
“The funny girls…” Zazu smiles. “Yasmin and Aguacate.”
The two wink.
And that leaves… Jaslene and Fiore!
The two look at each other. “Well.”
Jaslene Bangus: “Seriously, Zazu?”
Good luck racers… and do not FUCK IT UP!
~
The racers sit down and look at the roles.
“Soooo…” Zazu smiles. “These are the roles.”
“JFK and Jackie O. Romeo and Juilet. Antony and Cleopatra.” Yasmin purses her lips.
Everyone looks over, before Jaslene raises her hand.
“Zazu, I have a question.” Jaslene says.
“Oh, sure!” Zazu smiles.
“Have you set me up by putting us together?” Jaslene purses her lips. “Because real talk… I haven’t received a single word from her.”
Fiore rolls her eyes. “We haven’t decided how to play it yet.”
“So… if you set me up, girl, own it. But if you didn’t, well… Girl, if you aren’t giving cunt…” Jaslene looks at Zazu. “Maybe you’re just silly.”
“I’m a water sign, I’m giving FISH.” Zazu winks, before stopping. “...I didn’t realize. I thought it was a solid pairing, sorry.”
“Mmmmhm.” Fiore says sarcastically.
“We’ll make it work.” Jaslene responds.
“JFK is my favorite, because, talk about a man with a good shot in the head!” Yasmin laughs. “So I’d like that role! To be the gorgeous first lady, her man by her side..”
Omari stares in horror.
Aguacate: “That is CLEARLY a role one is favored over the other. I do not want that.”
“Actually…” Aguacate raises her hand. “For me, I’d actually like ANTONY and CLEOPATRA.”
“Oh, sure.” Yasmin nods. “I’ll take it.”
Yasmin Raiz: “This is a team challenge, and I want to do it smooth- and efficiently.”
“I’d really think we do well with Romeo and Juilet.” Omari grins. “It’s a classic stereotype, but…”
“It’s a good one.” Zazu winks.
“And that leaves… JFK and Jackie.” Zazu smiles.
“I’ll take Jackie.” Fiore responds, grabbing the book.
“Let’s make it work.” Jaslene nods.
~
The teams start practicing their roles.
“So… we’re ANTONY and Cleopatra.” Aguacate smiles.
“Woo!” Yasmin cheers.
“I want us to be the most extravagant, most over the top artists of all time.” Aguacate smiles.
“Ooooh…” Yasmin nods.
Yasmin Raiz: “I am aware me and Aguacate are not the PERFORMERS of the cast. We’re not Jaslene or Zazu- lip sync assassins. But I am quietly confident.” Yasmin winks.
“To me, you seem like you could be a Roman General.” Aguacate grins. “I want the chaos of CLEOPATRA…”
“I feel like I can do either role, either way.” Yasmin says. “The same with the JFK and Jackie O. I can do this another way, either way- I’m versatile.”
“I heard that about you.” Aguacate smirks, before stopping. “You've mentioned it again.”
“...What?”
“Clearly, you wanted that role. You didn’t fight for it.” Aguacate purses her lips. “Why?”
“Because I believe we can do it either way.” Yasmin says. “I’ve been consistent, I’ve been showing up-”
“Where are you girl?” Aguacate asks. “I don’t see it. Consistent is good, but girl, we’re here to STEAL the show.”
Yasmin raises an eyebrow.
“Yell bitch, tell me how you want it.” Aguacate screams. “I want to be here till the end, DO YOU?!”
“I do!” Yasmin nods.
Agucate looks at Yasmin. “Show it.”
…
“Well, we’re here.” Fiore looks at Jaslene.
Fiore Stravaganza: “I’m paired… yet… yet again.” Fiore growls.
“I don’t want to work with you.” Jaslene says. “But we must.”
"You know what, Jaslene? I don't want to work with you either! But we have no choice, so let's just get this over with and win."
“You’re the one who's been complaining- and almost left.” Jaslene growls, before narrowing her eyes. "Let's just pretend to be the loving, passionate couple on stage, while we're at each other's throats offstage."
The music starts, and Jaslene springs into action, hitting each and every move, until Fiore arrives- and very quickly, very clearly, Fiore is struggling.
“Ugh…” Fiore exhales, walking off the stage.
“Let’s do it.” Jaslene looks at Fiore. “Come on.”
"Damn it, Jaslene! Can't you give me a break? You're making me look like a fool up there!" Fiore's voice cracks.
"I'm doing my part, Fiore. Maybe if you focused more on actually learning the steps and less on complaining, you wouldn't look like such a fool."
"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm not as perfect as you, Miss Lip Sync Assassin!” Fiore snaps.
“You’re the one who abandoned the AE Girls!” Jaslene yells back.
“What does that have to do with anything?!” Fiore's eyes narrow. "First off, I didn't abandon anyone! I've been focused on winning this competition and giving my all to every challenge. Unlike you, who seems to be more interested in stirring up drama and picking fights."
"Don't you dare try to twist this around on me, Fiore. I've been nothing but supportive to everyone here, including you. But all you care about is yourself and your precious victory."
Fiore scoffs. "Oh please, spare me the holier-than-thou act. I've seen through your facade from day one. You're just as self-centered as the rest of us, maybe even more so."
Jaslen steps forward. "You have no idea what I've been through, what I've sacrificed to be here. You think you're so superior with your acting skills and your high-class drag, but let me tell you something, Fiore: talent alone doesn't make you a good person or a good friend."
Fiore sighs. "I never said I was a good person or a good friend, Jaslene. But at least I'm honest about who I am. I've been laser-focused on this competition because it's my chance to prove myself, to show the world what I'm capable of. And if that means I've been distant or cold, then so be it."
“Let’s just do this challenge.” Jaslene exhales.
“Now that I can agree with.” Fiore sighs.
…
Zazu and Omari walk onto the stage.
“Let’s hold hands and talk about our feelings.” Zazu smiles.
“...Jesus Christ.” Omari whispers under his breath, before chuckling. “Okay, let’s have fun with it.”
“Yes!” Zazu grins.
“I can do the choreo.” Omari nods. “Like romeo…” Omari drops to his knees, twirling. “Spin.”
“Juilet SPINS!” Zazu drops to the floor, spinning.
“I leap.” Omari leaps, and the words start.
Zazu hits every single line, and Omari looks in surprise.
“I shouldn’t be surprised… but damn.” Omari exhales. “You’ve got it.”
“You got the choreo, I’ve got this for us.” Zazu smiles. “We good?”
“Of course, I’m great.” Omari grins.
“What star sign are you?” Zazu pouts.
“... I am Pisces.”
“Oh my GOD, I am a Pisces!” Zazu yells. Zazu grabs Omari's hands and looks into his eyes with excitement.
“Oh-”
"Omari, this is fate! We're both Pisces, which means we're connected by the stars. We're meant to be partners in this challenge, not just on stage but in our emotions too. Let's dive deep into the depths of our characters and express all the love, longing, and passion they embody!" Zazu yells. “You don’t have to lie. This challenge is…”
“Scary?” Omari says. “That the journey is non-linear, that I don’t have a second win yet, that I don’t have a solo win…”
Zazu smiles. "Omari, my dear, dear Pisces. Embrace the unknown, for that is where true growth lies. This challenge is an opportunity for you to break free from your stoic shell and reveal the depths of your emotions. You have a vulnerability within you, and I believe it's time to let it shine."
Omari looks at Zazu. “Yes, I am nervous and perhaps this journey has been harder then I expected.”
Zazu clicks her fingers.
"It’s like I’ve said, I've always been guarded with my emotions. It's how I've protected myself all these years. But maybe... maybe it's time to let go of that guard, even just for a moment."
Zazu grins. "Yes! Let the stars guide you. Use the energy of this challenge to tap into your true emotions. Allow yourself to feel, to express, and to connect."
Omari takes a deep breath and grins. "Alright, Zazu. I'll trust your guidance. Let's make this performance unforgettable."
“PISCES ELEGANZA!” Zazu cheers.
~
The racers chat as they get ready for the main stage challenge.
“So, does anyone have any idea what they’d like to do with the crowning money, if they were to win this season?” Yasmin smiles.
“$100,000…” Zazu’s eyes light up.
“I’ve already made $10,000…” Aguacate smirks. “I cannot wait to make another $115,000.”
“115?” Jaslene says, confused.
“This, next week, the week after that. Final 3.” Aguacate grins.
“Gosh, I don’t even plan for those things…” Jaslene chuckles.
“Same.” Yasmin smiles. “I’m here for the ride…”
Aguacate looks at Yasmin.
“But you know, I’m here to win and give my all too, so that’s good to know.” Yasmin chuckles, as Aguacate nods.
“For me, this money would go back to my community- with some for myself.” Omari nods. “I value the scene, and- the reality is there isn’t much. I am one of a few Kings- in a scene with a few drag artists. I want the power to be invested back in it.”
“I feel the same.” Yasmin smiles. “The scene in Guyana isn’t like those more- mainstream countries. I will support and guide others, so people know- we’re here, we’re queer, get used to it.”
“Fuck yeah.” Omari snaps his fingers in agreement.
“I will use it for myself, and my girls.” Jaslene smiles. “We’re all supportive of each other- my drag sisters and me. And I want them to feel the love.”
“I’ve got the same idea for my drag mom.” Zazu nods. “She’s saved me, and I’d love to help her.”
Fiore nods, looking over.
“I’d love to help my parents.” Aguacate looks in the mirror. “I think- I think they’d need it.”
“Think?” Omari asks.
Aguacate shrugs, clearly not interested in continuing further.
“Either way, this competition, this moment- we’re all going away, with money, pride- and the ability to change our lives, forever.” Fiore glares into the mirror.
“Exactly.” Yasmin smiles.
The 6 look at each other, ready for the night ahead.
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