Fantastic S5 Episode 29(11/21/23)

On the patio of the Goo Castle, Andy, Rebecca, Dannie, and King Beast are face to face with Ava, who is still smoking a joint. “Jeez, everyone’s so quiet. Isn’t anybody gonna welcome me home?” Ava asks. King Beast smiles. “Welcome home, dear.” King Beast says. “Thank you, Grandpa. At least someone is happy to see me.” Ava says. “Of course we’re happy to see you, sweetheart. We’ve spent the last few days worried out of our minds because we couldn’t find you!” Andy says. “I know, I’m sorry.” Ava says. Rebecca steps forward. “Are you sorry? The fact that you’ve been traveling around without a care in the world, using our credit cards to fund your travels, doesn’t sound like the actions of someone remorseful. Did we pay for the marijuana too? Did you stop at a dispensary on the way over here?” Rebecca questions. “I knew I’d have to deal with some questions from you and Dad so I figured I’d pick up something to take the edge off.” Ava says. “Mmm. You have to be 21 to purchase marijuana, how did you manage that? Do you have a fake ID? Of course you must. It would certainly explain some of your other expenses.” Rebecca says. Ava rolls her eyes. “Here we go…” Ava mutters. “I’m sorry, am I boring you?!” Rebecca asks. Dannie turns towards King Beast. “I think we should probably give these three some privacy.” Dannie says. “I think you may be right.” King Beast says. King Beast and Dannie head inside. “You should be happy that they went inside, now I can yell at you without embarrassing you in front of others.” Rebecca tells Ava. “You clearly have a lot you wanna say Mom so why don’t you just go ahead and get it off your chest?” Ava asks. “What the hell were you thinking?! Do you have any idea how terribly worried Dad and I were when we woke up one morning and you were gone?!” Rebecca asks. “I’m sure you were, but as you can see, I’m fine! Not a single scratch!” Ava says. “That’s not the point your Mom is trying to make and you know it.” Andy says. “We had no idea where you were! If it hadn’t been for the digital footprints you were leaving when using our credit cards, we still wouldn’t!” Rebecca says. “Guess me using your credit cards wasn’t so bad after all.” Ava claims. “For god’s sake Ava, will you be serious just this one time?! There is nothing okay with what you did! You disappeared from your father and I, you stole our credit cards, you stole some cash we had tucked away, what do you have to say for yourself?!” Rebecca asks. “I needed…a break.” Ava says. “A break? Ava honey, we’ve been on an extended vacation since May! We’ve been traveling all over the world!” Rebecca points out. “Let me rephrase that, I needed to go out and live my life which you weren’t letting me do. I mean think about this for just a second, do you have any idea how isolating it was for me, being dragged around all over the world with no contact with anyone my age? Just me and my parents, what a freaking party! So yeah, I needed a break from that so-called vacation so I could actually go out and start living my life!” Ava says. “Why didn’t you come to us if you felt that way?” Andy questions. “Because you wouldn’t understand! Think about how much of my life I’ve actually missed out on, and I’m not just talking about this time we’ve been off on vacation! I’m talking about the comas too! I’ve been in and out of them since I was a kid! I haven’t been able to live a normal life EVER!” Ava shouts. “I know its been difficult sweetheart…” Andy says. “Of course we do, but that doesn’t make what you did any more okay. Ava, you’re more than old enough to understand that stealing isn’t okay.” Rebecca says. “You are my parents, I didn’t think it’d be a big deal!” Ava claims. “If that were true, I think you would have asked us first.” Rebecca argues. Ava smirks. “Too bad I’m over 18 though, that means you can’t send me to my room or ground me.” Ava notes. “Hm, you have a point…well if I can’t punish you as your parent, I guess I’ll just have to punish you as the police commissioner.” Rebecca says. Ava’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?” Ava asks. “Stealing someone else’s credit card and using it is a crime, Ava. As is smoking marijuana when you’re under 21, as is the fake ID you probably used to buy it. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t arrest you right here and leave you to spend Thanksgiving in jail.” Rebecca says!

At the Stanpatos mansion, Daisy pokes her head into the living room and sees that no one is there. “Finally all of these night owls have gone to bed…” Daisy mutters. Daisy walks over to the mini bar and looks down at the bottles of alcohol. “After the way Harper has been acting today, I could really use this…” Daisy mutters. “Care for some company?” A familiar voice asks. Daisy turns around and sees Lysandros standing in the doorway to the foyer. “I remember you.” Daisy says. “I would hope so. You certainly left quite the lasting impression on me.” Lysandros says. Daisy smiles. “I get that a lot. Lysandros, right?” Daisy asks. “That’s the name I use most. And you’re Daisy?” Lysandros asks. “That’s right. So, what are you doing here so late? Does Dylan know you’re here?” Daisy questions. “He does. You see, Dylan was generous enough to open his home to me.” Lysandros says. “You’re staying here?” Daisy asks. “I’m living here, at least for the foreseeable future.” Lysandros says. “Guess that means we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other then.” Daisy says. “Looks that way. So, would you mind if I joined you for that drink?” Lysandros asks. “Not at all. I’d love the company.” Daisy says. Lysandros smiles. “Perfect.” Lysandros says.

In Lydia’s room on Stanpatos Isle, Mia is sitting on Lydia’s bed as Andropov examines her head. “It doesn’t appear you suffered any sort of concussion…” Andropov says. “That’s a shock. My head is killing me!” Mia complains. “How in the hell did this even happen? When I last saw you, you were coming here to kill Lydia! Then I come in here and find you on the floor and Lydia long gone! Now the last I had seen, Lydia was still in a coma, so how on earth were you bested by someone who just came out of a coma?!” Andropov asks. “Because she was never in a coma, you idiot!” Mia yells. “What?” Andropov asks. “She’s been faking this whole time, waiting for the opportunity to escape!” Mia reveals. “I cannot believe this…she suffered a seizure after I gave her truth serum! Are you telling me she faked that as well?” Andropov asks. “It would appear so!” Mia says. “This is bad…this is very bad! If Lawrence finds out Lydia has escaped, he is going to kill us!” Andropov says. “Are you serious?! Lawrence didn’t want us to kill Lydia in the first place, but we were still going to! We went into this knowing that Lawrence was going to want the both of us dead, so the fact that we are currently experiencing those circumstances shouldn’t come as much of a surprise to you!” Mia says. “So what are we supposed to do now?!” Andropov wonders. “It's simple really! We get the hell out of here before Lawrence has the chance to catch up!” Mia says.

“Wait, hold on! You can’t arrest me!” Ava says. “Why not?” Rebecca wonders. “Because I’m your daughter?! Why else?!” Ava asks. “Hm, I don’t know. You certainly wouldn’t be the first relative of mine that I’ve arrested.” Rebecca says. Ava turns towards Andy. “Dad, do something!” Ava urges. “I’d rather not get on your mother’s bad side.” Andy says. “But you realize that this is totally insane, right?” Ava asks. “How is it insane? You went on what could only be described as a miniature crime spree and now you expect to not have to face any sort of consequences? That isn’t how we raised you!” Rebecca says. “But to throw me in jail? Come on, that’s a little too far! Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and the courts will be closed for until Monday, that’d mean I would have to spend the long weekend in a cell! Would you really do that to your own daughter?” Ava asks. “She certainly has the whole guilt trip thing down…” Andy says. “Mmhm.” Rebecca agrees. Ava smiles. “Let's talk about this, I’m sure we can work something out.” Ava says. “Now she wants to negotiate.” Rebecca says. “Isn’t that what you want?!” Ava asks. “What I want is for you to show some accountability! What you did was wrong and I expect you to make up for it.” Rebecca says. “Well how do you want me to do that?” Ava asks. “I don’t know. Andy, do you have any ideas?” Rebecca asks. “Well, I think her paying us back the money she stole would be a start.” Andy says. “I can’t do that! I already spent it all!” Ava says. “Believe me, we know.” Rebecca says. “So then what the hell do you people want from me?!” Ava questions. “I think an excellent way for you to find the money to pay us back would be to get a job.” Rebecca says. Ava’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?” Ava asks. “You are familiar with the term, right? I know you were raised with lots of money but we still made sure to teach you what a job is.” Rebecca says. “I’m familiar with what a job is, I just never thought I would be forced to get one.” Ava says. “You want to live a normal life, right? Like other kids your age?” Rebecca asks. “Other kids my age don’t come from a filthy rich family! I could literally not work a day in my life by having the family fortune support me and I don’t think it would make a single dent in the bank account!” Ava says. “That’s not the point, Ava. This is about teaching you responsibility. You made some pretty big mistakes so now you’ve gotta make up for them.” Andy says. “This is ridiculous, ABSOLUTELY ridiculous!” Ava shouts. “How is it ridiculous to expect our 18 year old daughter to get a job? A job to repay the money which she stole?” Rebecca asks. “You act like I took money from some homeless guy! You probably wouldn’t have even noticed that the money was gone if I didn’t disappear on you!” Ava says. “I don’t know, pretty sure we would’ve figured something was up when we got a ridiculously high bill for our credit cards in the mail.” Andy says. “You two suck, you know that?” Ava asks. “If you don’t want to get a job, that is fine with me sweetheart. Just know that if that’s the case, I will be pressing charges over the things you’ve done. Best case scenario is you’ll get probation and will have to work a few hundred measly hours of community service, worse case scenario is you’ll have to do a few months in jail. A few months is the minimum sentence, by the way.” Rebecca says. “You don’t expect me to go and find a job tonight, do you?” Ava asks. “Of course not.” Rebecca says. “And tomorrow is Thanksgiving.” Ava points out. “Don’t worry, the workforce will be waiting for you the day after tomorrow. And if you’re hoping that this is something your father and I are just going to forget about, you’d be wrong. This isn’t going away Ava, you took things too far and now you have to suffer the consequences.” Rebecca says. “Yeah, whatever…” Ava mumbles. “Now that that’s out of the way, I want you to know that I am happy you’re home. Exceedingly happy.” Rebecca says. “Ditto.” Andy says. “Really? Could’ve fooled me.” Ava says. “Just because we’re being extra stern with you doesn’t mean we don’t love and adore you. Trust me, we do.” Andy says. “More than you’ll ever realize.” Rebecca says. Ava sighs. “Well even though you guys are infuriating me, I love you too.” Ava says. Andy turns towards Rebecca. “You should’ve been videotaping that, honey. It might be the only time we ever hear our little girl say those words.” Andy says. “Good point. Would you mind repeating that for me, Ava?” Rebecca asks. Ava laughs. “Nice try, you had your chance.” Ava says. Rebecca smiles. “It is so good to be back home again, all three of us.” Rebecca says. “Your Mom is getting all sentimental, you know what that means.” Andy says. Rebecca holds her arms out. “Group hug?” Rebecca asks. “Seriously?” Ava asks. “Oh come on, you’ll be fine. Bring it in.” Rebecca says. Andy and Ava come close to Rebecca and she pulls them both into an embrace.

In the living room of the Stanpatos mansion, Daisy is sitting on the sofa when Lysandros hands her a drink. “Here you go.” Lysandros says. Daisy smiles. “Thank you.” Daisy says. “You’re very welcome.” Lysandros says, before sitting next to Daisy. “So, I’ve got some questions.” Daisy says. “And I’ve hopefully got some answers. Shoot.” Lysandros says. “That probably isn’t the best phrase to use in this house.” Daisy jokes. “You’re probably right about that. Anyways, what are your questions?” Lysandros wonders. “My first one is why you are living here. I mean, clearly you had something going on with Lawrence and Dylan, but them letting you move in here seems like a bit of a jump.” Daisy notes. “How much do you know about my dealings with the Stanpatos family?” Lysandros asks. “Enough. I know that you and Dylan went searching for Acerbi’s daughter because Dylan was hoping to get his hands on her shares in Masters Corp. Did you know that’s why he wanted to find Adelina?” Daisy asks. “I did know that. Now granted, it wasn’t information Dylan wanted me to know.” Lysandros says. “That isn’t surprising, Dylan has never met a secret he didn’t want to keep, especially if he can use that secret to exploit someone.” Daisy says. “I’ve gathered that about him. To answer your earlier question, Dylan allowed me to move in here because I kinda demanded it.” Lysandros says. “Really? It seems unlike him to fold to someone’s demands so easily, you must have something over him, right?” Daisy asks. “Mmhm. Adelina’s shares in Masters Corp.” Lysandros reveals. Daisy’s eyes widened. “Wait, you have the shares?” Daisy asks. “I do. See, anticipating that Dylan was gonna make a play for the shares, I got ahead of him and convinced Adelina to sign the shares over to me instead. She did, and I was able to use those shares as leverage with the Stanpatos family.” Lysandros says. “That’s pretty powerful leverage, I hope you didn’t just use it to force your way into this fancy mansion.” Daisy says. “Of course not. Dylan wanted the CEO position, I held the deciding vote, the only way I would ever vote in his favor was if I was his Co CEO.” Lysandros says. “So the two of you are running Masters Corp together? Huh, Dylan must absolutely love that…” Daisy sarcastically says, taking a sip of her drink. “He despises it, he despises me, but I really don't care. I got what I wanted, and at the end of the day, that’s all that really matters to me.” Lysandros says. Daisy raises her glass. “Congratulations on a job well done then.” Daisy says. “Thank you.” Lysandros says. “So was taking control of Masters Corp always your plan? Or did that only come up when you figured out what Dylan was planning?” Daisy questions. “I admit I haven’t thought about it in a long while, but when I realized what Dylan had in the works, I thought now was the best time to revisit ruling over the family empire.” Lysandros says. “Sounds like this has been something you’ve considered before though.” Daisy assumes. “Absolutely. I made a bid for the family empire years ago, although I didn’t exactly go about it in the best possible way.” Lysandros says. “What did you do? Did you blackmail someone? Stab someone in the back?” Daisy questions. “You seem like a pretty understanding person so I suppose there’s no need to sugar coat it. I tried to kill people to get what I wanted, some of which were members of my own family.” Lysandros says. “Oh…wow.” Daisy says. “I was in the wrong, most definitely. I was cast aside by my own father when I was younger and I took that out upon his descendants.” Lysandros says. “I can certainly relate to that…” Daisy says. “Can you?” Lysandros asks. “Definitely. I’m sure you’ve probably heard of my father, the big, bad Evil Force.” Daisy says. “The Evil Force was your father? No kidding.” Lysandros says. “Uh huh, and if you know anything about my father, you probably know just how much he adored my brother, The Master.” Daisy says. “I take it he didn’t feel that way towards you?” Lysandros asks. “He despised my very existence. He hated having a daughter, he hated feeling as though he had some sort of responsibility to care for me. Believe me, if you were to ask him what his biggest regret was, he’d probably tell you it was my conception.” Daisy says. “Sounds a lot like my father. I didn’t actually come to live with him until I was a teenager. I spent most of my childhood living with my mother and my abusive step father.” Lysandros says. “You mean, abusive as in physically abusive?” Daisy asks. “Not to me, at least not in the beginning. He was abusive towards my mother and she was terrified of leaving him. In order to actually feel loved, she sometimes sought the comfort of other men, one of which being my father. My mother convinced my step father that I was his son so he wouldn’t hurt me.” Lysandros says. “And he didn’t?” Daisy asks. “He wanted a son, someone he could mold into a mini version of himself. As nasty as he got with my mother and my little sister, he never laid a finger on me. I was the boy in the family, I actually mattered, that’s how he saw me anyways, at least until he discovered I wasn’t actually his son.” Lysandros says. “He didn’t take that too well.” Daisy assumes. “He turned on me in an instant. He took off his belt and he began beating me senseless. My mother had to beg and beg him to stop. The only thing that got him to stop was her agreeing to send me to live with my father in Greece. Needless to say, my biological father didn’t really want me either. He already had two sons. There was my brother Walter, Lydia’s father, he was the golden child. Then there was my nephew’s Kadmos’ father, the son that my father merely tolerated. Then there was me, the bastard that no one had asked for. My father cared for me until was 18, but the moment I became of legal age, he tossed me out onto the streets and I was forced to fend for myself.” Lysandros says. “Wow…I’m really sorry.” Daisy says. “I’m not. I’m the man I am today because I learned to stand on my own two feet at an early age. One of the biggest takeaways from that whole ordeal was that no one is coming to save you. When you find yourself falling into a bottomless pit, sometimes you have to be the one to pull yourself out because no one else is gonna reach out their hand and stop you from falling.” Lysandros says. “Especially not when the only family you have wishes you had never been born…” Daisy mutters. “Exactly.” Lysandros says. “You know, my father paid for me to go to law school, but he didn’t do it because he wanted to help me realize my dreams of becoming a lawyer, he did it because he wanted to get rid of me for a while. But even though his money might’ve paid for my education, I actually got through law school because of my own intelligence. I didn’t have any help from him or his money or influence. I passed the bar test because of my own hard work.” Daisy says. “And as a result, you made a name for yourself separate from your father’s reputation.” Lysandros says. “I did…I mean, it certainly helped that he did everything he could to distance himself from me, but for most of my life, I wasn’t Daisy Nichols, The Evil Force’s daughter, I was Daisy Nichols, attorney at law! I created my own identity and it had nothing to do with him or his crimes!” Daisy says. Lysandros raises his glass. “To defying the low expectations of our deadbeat dads.” Lysandros says. “Cheers.” Daisy says, as she raises her glass. “Unfortunately, I ended up becoming infamous in my own way…” Daisy says. “I don’t have any room to judge, that’s exactly what happened to me.” Lysandros says. “But you know what? I don’t care anymore. I don’t care what people think of me, I don’t care if people like me or not. My only interest is taking care of my daughter and living my life to the fullest.” Daisy says. “I like the way you think. I too have stopped worrying about what other people think of me. From now on, I’m gonna do what makes me happy. If that displeases anyone else, that’s too damn bad.” Lysandros says. “What do you know then, sounds like you and I are two kindred spirits.” Daisy says. “I’m glad to be in the same boat as someone as beautiful and captivating as you.” Lysandros says. Daisy blushes. “Well as fun as this has been, I should really be getting to bed. My daughter, Harper, she just LOVES waking up screaming at 3am, which means I’ll only be getting about 4 hours of sleep tonight. Yay me!” Daisy sarcastically says. “Don’t let me keep you.” Lysandros says. Daisy stands up, walks towards the doorway, but then turns back towards Lysandros. “It was really nice talking to you, Lysandros. It's been a long time since I’ve met someone who can actually relate to me.” Daisy says. Lysandros smiles. “Same here. Hopefully we’ll get to have more chats like this, maybe even over dinner sometime.” Lysandros suggests. Daisy smiles. “Let's not push it just yet.” Daisy says. “Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Lysandros says. “Good night.” Daisy says, before walking out. “Good night…” Lysandros mutters.

“Now that you mention it, running probably isn’t such a bad idea…” Andropov says. “We were already planning on disappearing, right? There’s really no need to alter that plan.” Mia says. “But what about Lydia? What if she manages to return to Fantastic and tell everyone that you and I had kidnapped her? What if she tells people Lawrence was behind all of it?” Andropov asks. “As far as I know, Lydia has no idea that Lawrence is involved.” Mia says. “You never mentioned it in front of her when you believed she was in a coma?” Andropov asks. “Not once! Especially not with all those stories of people in comas being able to hear you! As for you and I, does it really matter if Lydia tells everyone we were involved? We are already fugitives from justice!” Mia points out. “I’m a fugitive, you are presumed dead!” Andropov notes. “Oh…right. Well I guess I’ll just have to do my best to make sure Lydia doesn’t make it back to Fantastic.” Mia says. “You’re going to try and stop her?” Andropov asks. “I’m going to try, but I may not have to do anything! It's safe to say that if Lydia did manage to find a way off of the island, she is likely out at sea alone. I have it under good authority that there is a terrible storm coming within the next few days, so what are the odds of Lydia surviving said storm?” Mia asks. “Not very likely.” Andropov says. “Exactly! So see? Nothing to worry about!” Mia exclaims. “Nothing except for Lawrence coming after us when he discovers Lydia has escaped and the diamond bracelet he recovered is in fact a fake.” Andropov says. Mia scoffs. “Don’t worry about a thing! Lawrence won’t be able to find us! I assume you are going somewhere where he won’t be able to track you.” Mia says. “I have a hideaway in Hong Kong I’m retreating to.” Andropov says. “And I own this lovely little villa in Venice, under an assumed name of course.” Mia says. “Of course.” Andropov says. “Well, I guess there is nothing left to say but goodbye!” Mia says. “I guess so. Goodbye, Mia. It has been an adventure, and even though I don’t have a personal stake in any of this, I do hope you are able to find Lydia and fulfill your dream of killing her.” Andropov says. “Oh that would just be so delicious, wouldn’t it? Especially if Lucas found out Lydia had been alive all of this time and that he never got the chance to rescue her? I’m getting giddy just thinking of it!” Mia exclaims. “Just please, while you’re hunting Lydia, don’t forget to stay hidden in the shadows. If Lawrence finds you, he won’t hesitate to kill you. Just look at what he did to Kitty Cat. Farewell.” Andropov says, before walking out. “Farewell Doctor Andropov…well now that this tedious saga is behind us, I think its time we move on to the next chapter…making sure Lydia never makes it home to her loved ones.” Mia says…