“Well everyone, we’re at the terrible part of the show yet again. The part of the show where we must get rid of one of our lovely assistants yet again. Of course, the plus side is that this is the last time we must do this before crowing a winner next week. So, it is my unfortunate duty to announce, that the loser of this week’s competition is…” Drake added in his classic pause for dramatic effect, taking slightly longer than the week before in order to open up the little black envelope, “Cammie!”
    There were many more boos than the week before, however they were less noticeable than the week before due to the deafening effect placed on the audience based on the reaction from the week prior. “Once again, while it is extremely upsetting to see one of our contestants go, I would request that rather getting upset at her leaving, be glad that she had the opportunity to perform,” This helped decrease the boos, allowing for the deafening effect to decrease slightly.
    “Anyways, as with last week, she will be allowed to remain in the house until tomorrow’s goodbye ceremony. So, we’d recommend getting your final sendoffs in tonight. To Jill and Saffron, I’d like to offer my sincerest congratulations on surviving until the final round>”
    “I now officially announce that the fourth round of competition is over! Thank you so much for watching, and tune in next week, for the epic finale of America’s Next Great Assistant!”” Drake shouted, the audience cheering along to saying the show’s name.

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Dining Room

    Immediately after the show, the three assistants were shuffled into the dining room, where a monitor had been set up. The three girls took their seats in front of the table, and the large security guard pressed the power button.
    The screen showed up, showing a much more haggard looking David sitting in an uncomfortable looking chair. “Ah! Girls, excellent to see you all. I was planning on coming home with Amanda as soon as Isabella was born, but apparently the hospital requires that they stay a minimum of twenty four hours before being allowed to return home after birth, so it looks like I’ll be spending the night here.”
    “Ah yes. Sorry to hear about your loss Cammie. I’d try my best to create another clone and send him over so we can practice for your goodbye ceremony, but I’m so exhausted right now that I don’t think I’ll be able to. I should be able to make it tomorrow, but if I can’t I promise you that I will get the most capable magician I know to help send you off correctly.
    “Don’t worry about it David,” Cammie said, doing her best to give him a smile.
    “Anyways. I was planning a massive party with champagne and everything to celebrate the final round of competition, but clearly I’m not going to be able to make it. If you three want, all of the stuff is prepared and in the kitchen, and I’m sure the crew wouldn’t mind moving everything into the dining room if you still want to party without me. I will see you three as soon as I get back some time tomorrow. Good night,” David nodded to the camera man, who cut the feed, leaving the screen to the classic test pattern, which the security guard quickly turned off the computer and another crew member came forward to grab it and return it to where he took it from.
    “So girls, what do you want to do?” a crew member wearing a black t-shirt with the ANGA logo on the front, jeans, and a black baseball hat with the word ‘crew’ in white, capital letters.
    “Well… It would be a shame to have all that party stuff go to waste…” Jill said, looking towards Cammie for approval on whether or not she was willing to party.
    “Yeah!” Saffron said, completely tone deaf to how Cammie might have been feeling at losing, “Let’s party! It’ll be one last hurrah!”
    “Well, what do you think Cammie?” Jill asked, throwing Saffron a nasty look.
    “Why not?” Cammie said, perking up slightly, “might as well enjoy our last night together.”

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Several drinks later

    “Okay Cammie,” Saffron giggled, her cheeks a rosy red. She had probably been drinking the most champagne of the three that day, “What’s the craziest thing you and Alex have ever done in bed?”
    “Saffron!” Jill said, slapping her lights on her wrist, “You can’t just ask someone a question like that.”
    “Nah, nah. It’s fine Jill *hiccup*” Cammie laughed, “Um… Well we didn’t typically do a lot in bed when I was pretending to be a boy, because she would have had to do all the magic then. There was one time I managed to convince her to turn herself into a living f****light, which was pretty great.”
    “Did you ever manage to convince her to switch genders so you could just take your disguise off?” Saffron asked.
    “Oh yeah!” Cammie said, a sudden realization crossing her face, “I completely forgot about that one time. We both got completely wasted, and I think I managed to convince her to try it. I didn’t want to try pushing something else on her because she was freaking out about having a p***s for the first time. I remember waking up as a girl and thought that maybe my stopwatch had stopped working.”
    “Oh wow! That’s crazy!” Saffron took another sip of champagne, before turning her attention to Jill. “So Jill… Truth or Dare?”
    “Wait a second! I thought it was Cammie’s turn.”
    “Oh please, you two are terrible at this game. You never want to ask or do anything dangerous.”
    “Fine then. Knowing you, it’s probably safer if I just go with truth.”
    “Great. Have you ever kissed a girl?” Saffron asked, a wicked smile forming on her face.
    “What! N-no! Have you.”
    “Of course I have! I’m pretty sure every girl has kissed another girl at least once,” Saffron said, “it’s perfectly normal to want to experiment explore your sexuality you know.”
    “No Saffron, I’m pretty sure I’m straight.”
    “How would you know if you’ve never tried?” Saffron asked, standing up and putting her face up close and next to Jill, “Come on Jill… You know you want to give these luscious lips a little kiss,” Saffron licked her lips, Jill even more nervously eyeing them.
    “Come on Saffron,” Cammie said, managing to sound serious despite her inebriation, “If she doesn’t want to do it, you shouldn’t force her to.”
    Saffron still swayed her face in front of Jill a bit before standing up and saying, “Fine, you spoilsport.” She grabbed her champagne glass and took another sip, “and in case you’re wondering Jill, I’m straight too. I’m just clearly more willing to experiment.”
    “Okay Saffron, Truth or Dare?” Cammie asked.
    “Dare obviously.”
    “Okay, I dare you to swap your arms and legs around.”
    “Easy enough,” Saffron reached down, taking off her shoes and pulling off her legs. She grabbed her left arm, and placed in in place of her left leg. She then reached up and swapped her right arm back into place. Her arms now in place, she put her legs in place of her arms. Jill and Cammie just looked impressed, before Saffron said, “You guys both act like I don’t do stuff like this on the regular.” Saffron awkwardly grasped her glass between her two feet, and took another swig. “Now it’s Jill’s turn.”
    “Okay… Saffron. Truth or Dare?”
    “Dare!”
    “Um… put your head on the opposite end of your body?”
    “Easy Peasy,” Saffron reached up, disconnecting her head and neck placing it between her arms, attaching directly to her clothes. “This just makes things even easier for me now,” Saffron stood up shakily on her arms, before doing a handstand, easily standing on her legs now. If it wasn’t from her head unnaturally connecting to her pants, or her apparent lack of breasts which where actually just located lower on her body, you could mistake her for normal.

    The night continued like this, Saffron only ever getting to ask truths to Jill and Cammie, while they had fun transforming her body any way they wished. After several more drinks, the three girls decided to call it an early night, saying their goodbyes and hugging one another (which was much harder for Saffron, as her body was practically unrecognizable as her own) before going off to bed.

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& Question Corner &
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    To Jill: “Your performance, much like this week, was a mess... in the best possible way. A creative scenario, filled with comedy, and a set-up that, while we knew the destination, was built up well. You would make Rudy Coby proud. Hopefully you got off scott free, though piecing yourself back together would require plenty of scotch tape.” -FlexibleAnatomy

    Thankfully, David is a kind enough boss to tape me back together and give me another attempt next week. This week’s challenge was a great opportunity to combine two of my favorite things, magic and British comedies. I’m so glad that it turned out so great.

    To Saffron: “It's surprising to see you as the most graceful of the three, but I really like it. This kind of performance would be right at home among David's other tricks, albeit with less stuffed bear. No complaints about Fernando's performance: he was fantastic here as well; but you know how reluctant David can be to have him perform.” -FlexibleAnatomy

    Thank you for calling me graceful. I so rarely get to bust out my ballet skills. Makes it feel like those classes I took throughout my childhood were actually useful.
    Since you enjoyed it so much, I don’t mind sharing a little bit of behind the scenes information. There was no way that I was going to be able to get David to actually match my gracefulness, so he agreed to swapping consciousnesses with Fernando so that it would look like he actually knew what he was doing. Hence, why we did the act completely silently as well. Oh! Also, all those silly dance moves that Fernando was doing were David making up dance moves on the fly, with me doing my best to copy them. When he started breakdancing, I nearly busted out laughing on stage.
    Hopefully, getting David to let Fernando act with us will be easier, seeing as how he was literally under Fernando’s skin.

    To Cammie: “Saffron's practice was guided away from recreating classic fables and stories, so seeing you do a take on Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde was a surprise. Tying it into the Assistant's Revenge, too, was a surprise: not something I would have expected from such a tale, but you seamlessly transformed the trick into a "one" person act.” -FlexibleAnatomy

    I’m glad somebody caught the fact I did Assistant’s Revenge. During rehearsals I had to debate whether or not we would overtly say the words, or whether it would be obvious.
    Did Saffron really think about doing a classic tale as well? I’m really glad she didn’t think of doing it, or my act would have looked much less impressive.
    Even though I lost, I think my act was still pretty cool. The idea of a singular assistant/magician sharing the same body has been bouncing around in my mind forever, so I’m glad that I got to show it off before I left. Of course, I still much rather that I won, but whatever.

    To all three: “Your three tricks fit in well with what's been going on these last couple of days. Jill, your trick reminded me of the scatterbrained nature of David, trying to manage both this show and being a supporting husband in his wife's time of need. Saffron, bouncing between David and Fernando, your trick just made me think of David creating a duplicate of himself. And Cammie, the relation is a bit more literal than the others', with you literally sharing physical space with David for Jill's rehearsal. My question is if you three were inspired by the business of the last couple days at all, or if it was merely coincidence.” -FlexibleAnatomy

    Jill: Wait. You were at my rehearsal on Friday?
    Cammie: Yeah. He was practically knocked out, so I turned him into a skinsuit so he could use my body as most of his mass and tap into my magic reserves to help him stay there.
    Jill: Oh wow! So that’s why he looked all funny?
    Cammie: Yep.
    Jill: Interesting… Well to answer your question, I really wasn’t thinking of that when coming up with my trick. I was actually thinking of one of the sketches from one of my favorite TV shows, but I will say that your theory is pretty cool.
    Saffron: Yep. Same here. I came up with that idea some time on Tuesday, well before Amanda was taken to the hospital.
    Cammie: Same goes for me as well. Although I’m going to totally say that I planned it that way when I get home so that my friends will think I’m more profound than I actually am.

    To David and Amanda: “I'm sure after this all you want is some time to yourselves. I just wanted to share my personal congratulations on successfully bringing a beautiful baby girl into this world.” -FlexibleAnatomy

     David: Thank you for the kind words Penny. Amanda is still recuperating, so I’m going to going to just let her keep resting, but I’m certain she’ll appreciate the kind words when she wakes up.

    To Isabella: “Yes, I know you probably don't know what these funny noises mean right now, but I wanted to give the producers an excuse to show your adorable face again.” -HeraldOfOpera

    Isabella had been taken to the little bay where all the baby’s rest up in cribs. The cameraman zoomed in on Isabella’s her tiny little face peaking out from her blanket, the slightest wisp of blond heir on the little bit of the top of her head that popped out. She looked truly at peace.

    To Saffron and Fernando: “That punk outfit... *laughs maniacally* No transcript could ever hope to do it justice, especially in motion!” -HeraldOfOpera

    Saffron: Oh yeah. Fernando really knocked it out of the park with costume design. Seriously, there’s nothing that he can’t do.
    Fernando was rubbing the back of his head.
    Saffron: Oh you! You’re too modest! *Saffron hugs Fernando*