Participation Trophy Novels & Stories

An empty soju bottle on the floor slue around. When its rotation began to slow down, the six young ladies that surrounds it, yelled in glee. The rotation of the bottle slows down even more. The mouth of it stopped and pointed to Amber while the opposite of it pointed her best friend Missy. Missy grinned before opening her mouth to speak. "Truth or dare?" "Dare!" Amber answered unhesitantly. Four of their colleagues shouted in glee. It's already late at night but the blood of the six nineteen-year-old ladies is still alive.

Zachary picked up the trophy in front of Sandra and shook it in front of him. "Lastly, our conscience is clear to receive this trophy. Anyone who has any objections about this, please come to me. My name is Zachary Lawrence!"

Jack and Jeffery also gave her a congratulatory hug. “And…erm….sorry for cutting the celebration short..but I will also need to call the first and second runner. Just like the way we do it year after year, the first and second runner up will be given prizes too; but this year things seem to be different. We are also gonna give consolation prizes to the participants, but there will be a third runner up and that will be Jeffery Woodson” He muttered as Jeffery steed forward. “And we will be offering him a gift prize of 15 millions USD and a modeling contract…congratulation Jeffery” Axel shook hands with him, giving him the pendant.

I walked, more like staggered slightly to the mantle by the fireplace where all the family’s knickknacks and small achievements were kept on display. I saw the small trophy Pearl got for her waterboarding camp, a photo of her all red face and wet by the side. Ryan was in a karate fit which was very on-brand for him. Margaret won the tastiest roast at a fair and Chase squished between all of them in another photo, holding a birthday cake.

Then his eyes drifted to the wall opposite them where the shelf lines with trophies stood. Gold and silver, tall and small–the trophies were styled from different sports and competitions, engraved with years and years of victories. Without saying anything, Blake stood up and walked toward the shelf, resting a hand on the tallest trophy. “You know…” he began, smiling faintly, "...this one was for the regional football championship." His fingers brushed over the engraved plate of another. “This one was for basketball. And that over there was for swimming, and the other, track." Ethan watched him quietly as he soon noticed Blake wasn't really looking at the trophies. He was looking through them

Four ladies in tight-fitting outfits followed the handsome trio, three ladies were carrying trays with shiny pins that will be given to the players, and the fourth one held onto a trophy for the winner. The trophy looked like a massive golden cup with two handles, one on each side. Talia stood with Lulu on the side and clapped as Drake put pins on the jerseys of the Dark Howlers team. Talia told herself not to think about Drake, but he was right there, standing tall and handsome, and she couldn't stop staring at his back. Alpha Maddox and Axel were putting pins on teams that were representing their packs. It was all very official, and no one spoke until Alphas finished putting all the pins.

Our lips soon parted again and our foreheads were touching each other, both gasping for breath. The rules of the game were explained to us, let's just take the lead in taking the trophy that is floating in the sea and whoever gets it first wins, there are three trophies, the Gold color is the 1st winner the Silver is for 2nd place, Bronze with Silver is for 3rd place. But before getting the trophies, only 5 couples have to be left, so we have to beat the other couples who can get the trophy. Thyro held my hand tightly, squeezing it several times. We were given our respective life jackets, and immediately boarded the motor boat.

If there's one trophy that he wanted to get, then possessing a great power within HongYoonChoi organization will do. "Wow! That's a perfect shot, Murgine!" his friend, who's a member of Choi clan, clapped his hand. Murgine grinned in triumph while putting his riffle down. "You're all ready for the paint shooting game. I'm sure you'll win the first place this year." Murgine chuckled, shaking his head. "Don't be too sure. Even if Jack won't participate, the second and third heir might join the game." "The third heir and second heir? That's impossible," his friend laughed at the idea. "They never participated before. Not even once."

I make my way over the sand to the platform and step up, squinting a little as a spotlight hits my eyes. “Congratulations, dear lady!” exclaims Nico, as he hands me a large silver trophy in the shape of a heart. “Let me give you both your crowns.…” Crowns? Before I can protest, Nico places silvered plastic crowns on our heads. He deftly fastens a satin sash over my shoulder, then steps back. “The winning couple!” The audience claps again and I give a rictus smile into the lights. This is hideous. A trophy, a crown, and a sash? I feel like a beauty queen without the beauty.

However the moment she turned, her smile turned stiff, the injury that rippled in the depths of his eyes, suffocated a corner in her heart. Once the video ended, there was pin drop silence. Everyone’s mind was still reeling with the tantivy of hooves. It was no different than watching a world class horse race. “Although, the results are obvious let me announce and call the three teams to come and receive the price collectively. Along with the prize, we have included 3 laminated pictures and fridge magnets as with every leg of this event. Also, as our appreciation for all the teams that bravely completed the event, we have a cash prize of 500 dollars, the laminated pictures and fridge magnets