Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Y'all didn't expect me to write something like this, did ya? Well, I didn't, either. But hey, since I like the show so much, I decided to tortue Chris. Because most importantly of all, nothing beats a jelly filled donut. Plus, Uncle Grandpa shenanigans, because everything is improved with everyone's favorite uncle and grandpa. Obviously.
It was nighttime on Camp Wawanakwa, the setting of Total Drama Island, after the first event. Everyone was tired, hungry, and worn out. All because Chris wanted to have some fun torturing. Jerk.
"Yes, yes I am," Chris lampshaded as he smiled, crossing his hands behind his back.
Over by the camp site for Screaming Gophers, Izzy was laughing as Owen was playing around with sock puppets he placed on his hand, imitating different animals as Cody and Noah watched, both of them having nothing better to do.
"So yeah, it was a wild ride," Izzy commented as she snuggled close to Owen, smiling at the fat oaf. "You were so brave, big O!"
"Aww shucks, Izzy. You're just saying that." Owen admitted as he blushed, giggling slightly.
Noah sighed as she folded his arms, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, as if she didn't get crazier by getting stuck to that pole."
"Wait, Izzy got stuck to a pole?" Cody asked as his mind was in a blank state.
Silence. Izzy, Owen, and Noah all stared blankly at Cody, who meekly chuckled as he rubbed his right arm.
"Anyway, I got a great idea for a prank," Izzy muttered as she started chuckling evilly, rubbing her hands together. "I know how to pin down Chris in one hundred different ways..."
"And just where did you pin that idea?" Noah asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
Izzy pointed at Noah as she chuckled. "I pinned it while I was gnawing on some wood."
Owen gasped, running up to Izzy with excitement in his eyes. "You gnawed on some wood! Sweet! What kind of wood?"
Izzy patted Owen on the head as she told im sweetly, "The one beavers use to build their high tech television sets with, silly!"
"Beavers have television sets?" Cody asked, once again his mind in a rather blank state.
"I'm surprised they don't have therapy rooms." Noah lampshaded as he slapped his forehead, being the only sane one of the group.
Suddenly an RV appeared, knocking everyone except Izzy down as Uncle Grandpa stumbled, raising his arms in the air.
"GOOD MORNING, TOTAL DRAMA!" Uncle Grandpa stated as he approached Izzy, shaking hands with her. "I heard you guys were having some... hosting troubles."
"Oooh... you're JUST the guy we need to get back at Chris!" Izzy laughed, knowing that the 'host with the most' was gonna be in for a bad time when Uncle Grandpa was involved.