Having bid the Housemates a fond farewell, Rhianna launched her Hand Grenade. “Housemates. It’s time for me to deliver my Hand Grenade. While I was in the House I was criticised for not doing enough housekeeping. Not cleaning, not cooking, not even being able to boil an egg.
“That may be, but the person who gets my Hand Grenade will be able to make up for all of that. The person that I give my Hand Grenade to will be the Housekeeper. He or she will have to make sure that the Kitchen is kept clean at all times. Clean up after meals. Wash up after meals. They must also clean both the mens and womens toilets.”
Rhianna paused and with a little twinkle in her eye delivered the blow. “The person that I’ve decided who deserves this is … Cherry.”
“I hate you!” Cherry shouted, climbing to his feet and throwing a tantrum. “I hate that chick. The only chick I hate in the world and it’s her.”
“Comes back and bites you in the arse doesn’t it?” Rory smiled smugly. “Suck shit. You’re a dishpig man.”
“Wait until I get outside!” Cherry ground his teeth, anger rising and boiling over.
“We’ve got another Brigitte!” Rory shouted with glee. “We’ve got another Brigitte!”
“Start crying!” Terri laughed.
“Finally someone else gets one!” Brigitte remarked, pleased.
“I get along with everyone in the House except that witch who cast that spell on me. Gremlin,” Cherry vented. “That’s another reason I hated her man she wouldn’t come out with the way she really felt. And then I come out and voice my opinion and I get a Grenade. I don’t hate anyone here. I thought I was going to get along fine with her until she changed from a person.”
“Just a clash man,” Ben tried to calm the Sexy Surfer down. “You’re a nice dude. She’s real sensitive.”
“You can’t be that pissed!” Rory shot Cherry down. “You gotta had to be expecting it.”
Cherry was not playing the nice guy. Not for Rhianna and not for Rory either: “Your chick’s a dog,” he announced to the Brickie. “Not really man,” Rory puffed up. “You copped out on her straight up and she’s gonna throw it back to ya.”
Sensible Terri couldn’t side with Cherry, telling Rory that the private school boy has been given his just desserts. “Cherry saying she’s being a snake. She’s not snaky about it. There was nothing snaky about it.”
“Exactly. He knew he was copping a Grenade tonight,” Rory decided. “He was an arsehole to her straight up for no reason so what does he expect? He’s just gotta cop it on the chin and get over it.”
In the Diary Room, Cherry cooled off and took the opportunity to send a message to Rhianna. “Sorry things turned out this way y’know? Best of luck on the outside world and at the end of the day I don’t really hate you, we just didn’t get along.”
But when he told the HMs he’d said some things in the spur of the moment they were thoroughly disappointed. Especially Brigitte, “My spur of the moment was way bigger than that,” she pointed out.
“Her spur of the moment lasted a week!” Travis boasted.
Happy cleaning Cherry!
