Lucy Alexander under the gunge

Lucy Alexander under the  gunge

Lucy Alexander was one of the co-hosts of Homes under the Hammer. Martin Roberts was her co-host. The two were inspired by all of the buckets challenges and charity events that had taken place in the past year. The two decided to make a bet on the show. The bet was on several properties that were up for auction. They came up with an agreed list of properties to choose from. Each would choose one. The one that went for the highest amount of money would win. The loser would have to do forfeit of the winner’s choice.

The two tried to come up with forfeits, but did not tell one another what they would be. This added to the intrigue. They had worked together for years. Winning the bet would mean getting to do something to their colleague that they had always wanted to do to them and would give them bragging rights for years to come. The two looked through the choice of properties. All had the same guide prices so it was even ground to start out with. They each chose one to represent themselves. Lucy chose one in Birmingham, Martin one in Sheffield. They were similar, but both truly believed that theirs would earn more.

Finally, it was auction day. Everyone was a bit nervous. It was arranged so that the properties were up for auction right after one another. Lucy’s was first. It started slowly but rose to a rather high £250,000. This was more than it was anticipated to earn. Martin began to get slightly nervous, because he never imagined it would do this well. Lucy was excited. Both were interviewed at this point. “Well, that went really well. I am really pleased with that,” Lucy said,” It will all come down to how Martin’s does. Hopefully it doesn’t do more. It did well though. It will be a hard one to beat.” Martin was then interviewed. “ Well, how about that, I never thought that it would fetch that much. It went a bit high. I am confident in my property, but you can never tell on the day. Anything can happen on the day. We will just have to see what happens.”

It was then Martin’s turn. The property’s price came right in at £150,000. It began to rise after that. Lucy and Martin were shown watching nervously together. Martin encouraging the price upwards. Lucy crossing her fingers. It went onwards, £160, £170, £180, £200, £220, £240. Lucy shook her head wanting the bidding to stop. It didn’t however. £245, £250, £255, £260. The property rose and rose and didn’t stop until it reached £290,000. “Going once, going twice, sold,” the auctioneer won. Martin smiled. Lucy looked very nervous, knowing she had lost. Martin had won. They were interviewed again.

“Well, I was always confident, but you just never know on the day, anything can happen on the day. I am so pleased that Ii won. Now Lucy has to do her forfeit. I am going to enjoy it. I think everyone will. Lucy may not though.” “Oh, oh no. How about that. I can not believe it. He really beat me badly. I am a bit nervous now. I wonder what forfeit he has chosen. This could get embarrassing,” she said. She crossed her fingers, looking very nervous.

The show then turned to the forfeit. The two were shown together. “Lucy, it’s now time to discover what your forfeit will be,” Martin said. The two walked outside of the auction house to the back parking lot. “I can now reveal that the forfeit is right out back here.” Lucy looked around. “Oh god , no, not that.” She said, burying her face in her hands, blushing and laughing in embarrassment. “Yes it is. That’s right, it is a gunge tank. A gunge tank that you will be sitting in.” “Don’t make me go in there, please. I can’t. I will do anything. I don’t want to be gunged. My whole family and all my friends are watching this,” Lucy begged.

“This is so embarrassing. Please, I can’t, ahhh, ugh.” “Sorry, Lucy, the gunge is all for you,” he said. “I would have never done this to you,” she said,” Please, I will do anything,” she whispered, wiggling her eyelashes suggestively. “Sorry, but I have wanted to do this for so long. I am going to enjoy every second of this. “ “Oh, crap,” she said. He took her by the arm and lead her towards the gunge tank. She looked very squeamish. “Oh god, no, please, you can’t do this to me. No, no,” she continued. She dragged her feet as he lead her towards the tank. He opened the door as she reluctantly entered the tank and took the hot seat. He closed the door on her with a smile. She banged her hands on the door. She shook her head and scrunched up her nose. She looked up, noticing the gunge that was currently hovering, suspended over her head. She knew that very shortly that gunge would be all over her. She knew that her friends and family always watched the show. Everyone was going to see this happen to her. 

“So, Lucy lost the bet. It is Homes Under the Hammer. We are about to have Lucy under the gunge.” The camera zoomed in on Lucy. She was still shaking her head. She clenched her hands to her chest. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes as tightly as she could. Martin pulled the cord on the tank, releasing the gunge onto her. The gunge was bright blue. A very embarrassed Lucy’s bottom clenched as the gunge began to slowly release downwards onto her. It poured straight down on top of her head, over her hair and then down the front of her face. 

She could hear people hooting and hollering as the gunge poured down over her. It poured down the front of her face. It poured down her nose and lips and then down on her cheeks and hair. It poured over her shoulders. She laughed uncontrollably with embarrassment. She held her hands in front of her as the gunge continued. She then put her hands on her face, trying to clear away some of the gunge from her face and eyes. It was no use though because the gunge kept coming and coming. It continued to pour on her face. All she could do was look up and roll her eyes as if to say there was no point in trying to counteract the gunge. It poured down her neck and down her body.

Gunge poured onto her shirt and jeans. The gunge tank was designed to thoroughly cover the person sat in the tank as much as possible. Lucy could not believe the amount of embarrassment that rushed over her entire being at this moment. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before. It was as if humiliation was literally being poured down all over her. She was almost totally covered in the thick sloppy gunge. Finally the gunge slowed to a halt. She lifted her arms, splashing them in the gunge. She shouted, “ Noooo!” She looked ridiculous, covered in gunge. 

Martin then open the gunge tank door with one hand behind his back. He leaned forward and thrust a gigantic cream pie straight into his co-host’s face. It landed with a splat, covering her face in creamy pie. Lucy gave a deep breath, puffing out her cheeks and allowing pie to fly from her face. Lucy peeled the pie tin off of her face. She stood up and was allowed to exit the gunge tank.

She was covered in gunge. She looked utterly embarrassed “I can’t believe this. I am going to burn the footage,” she joked. “It’s too late, the whole world will see this.” She laughed and shook her head in embarrassment. She peeled some pie from her fringe. She put her other hand on her hip and shook her head. She licked her lips. The camera was right in her face as well. She gave a funny face to the camera.