Chris McLean smiled; in front of the host stood a prison, large and tall. The 38 patronized contestants stood behind the host.
"Hey, Mc-Jerko!" Yelled Jo, "We are not staying here!" She hissed. Chris turned to the contestants and burst out laughing, making everyone uneasy.
"You'll be living at Playa Des Losers." Everyone cheered at the announcement. "Unless." Chris spoke, stopping all of the tiny chattering. "You want to meet the prisoners. Or be forced."
Chris walked onwards. He entered a code and the wall separating him and the prison crumbled. Chris walked inside the prison.
Chef, who was behind all of the contestants shoved everyone forcefully into the prison. After doing this he chuckled and locked the door.
It was a normal prison, it was dark and when you walked in there were cells with 3 people, or 4 if needed in the cells. The only direction you could walk was straight. You walked past the prisoners, who chanted, sobbed and screamed and then you were met with a wall.
One cell, right at the end remained with no one inside. Chris then gave a sinisterly smile to the cameras. "Hello, viewers.. YOU, choose 2 or 3 people to live in the cell out of the Total Drama Contestants." Chris looked at the cell. There was a bunk bed and a bed on top of the two beds with a space between the bed underneath of course.
"Oh and 12 of you will be prison guards.." Chef smiled, rubbing his hands. "Normally that would be Chef's job." Chef glowered. "But Chef refused and things..um, happened." Chris shuddered.
Everyone stared at Chef. "WHAT, YOU ALL LOOKING AT?!" He yelled in reply. Everyone turned to Chris, who glared at Chef.
"As I was saying, that means we would have a no guards, but by law we need some, so conjured from the internet we listed you in alphabetical order and then after the names had been randomized we had our 15 prison guards."
"Uh. 1, what makes you think we'll agree to this? And don't you mean 12?" Asked Cameron. Chris rolled his eyes.
"We need backups, so we have the 4 backups. And you all signed the contracts to compete in TD, and in the contract-"
Everyone groaned. "Enough about the contract!" Quipped Gwen, "I want to go to Playa Des Losers."
"Maybe you should stay here and rot here, prison is where you belong, gothy!" Courtney screamed. "You stole my boyfriend!"
"He didn't to the kiss, okay. I felt guilty. Duncan, over there, didn't!" Yelled Gwen. Courtney gasped, shocked. Chris's grin grew.
"WHY, Y-YOU, CHEATER, I THOUGHT YOU CARED ABOUT ME AND THAT KISSING GWEN THING WAS TO MAKE ME GET TO MY SENSES!" Courtney was soon on the floor, kicking again like in TDWT.
"Owen, Sierra, Dawn, Bridgette, Brick, Izzy, Zoey, LeShawna, Gwen, Dakota, Eva, Heather, Staci, Tyler, Mike, please step forward."
Owen, Dawn, Zoey and Staci did as told. Chris furrowed his brows. "Chef." Chef opened his mouth to speak when everyone stepped forward, except Izzy, Eva and Sierra.
"I WILL CALL THE RCMP ON CRAY, BAR THAT OTHER GIRL FROM USING GYM'S, AND SUE PLANE WRECKER!" Chef yelled. All three stepped forward.
"Stupid sleeping potion didn't work.." Izzy muttered, snapping her fingers in disappointment.
Courtney smiled; she waved tauntingly at Gwen. "Yeah, I so believed you're fake lies.." Courtney hissed.
Duncan sighed. "Court, she wasn't lying."
"I refuse to believe you'd love her."
"Why? Get off you're pedestal. No, better yet, get real.."
"W-w," Courtney turned to Gwen. "YOU WILL PAY!" She screeched. Gwen looked confused. Courtney's voice lowered, "For being the best friend I had in TDWT."
Gwen smiled; "Friends.." Gwen started. Courtney shook Gwen's hand and smiled. "Uh, Courtney. No hard feelings?"
Courtney couldn't bring herself to say the words. "Someday, maybe, I don't trust you, but your my friend.."
Courtney turned to a sheepish Duncan. "You let me get mad over her when you didn't tell her to stop!" Shrieked Courtney.
Fuming she marched out. "Uh, guys. Your rides here, so... GET OUT AND STOP STEALING MY LIMELIGHT!" Chris shouted.
All the contestants made an escape for the door. "Wait a minute; Owen, Sierra, Dawn, Bridgette, Brick, Izzy, Zoey, LeShawna, Gwen, Dakota, Eva, Heather, Staci, Tyler, Mike." Chef blocked the aforementioned people from escaping.
Or, he would've if he wasn't talking to a prisoner. Chris screamed, Chris motioned for Chef to run after them, which he did.
Owen, the runt of the pack, was starting to tire and slow down; he was only outside the door. He clutched his knees as he panted.
Chef smiled, he stretched out his arms, which were stiff from lack of stretching. Izzy, one of the fastest runners ran back to Owen. "Big O, you don't want to be tortured in a prison.. usually I would...but, hey, Chris is almost as insane as me." Izzy gave a cookoo laugh.
Owen dropped to the ground with a tranquilizer lodged in his buttock. Izzy gasped as Chef stepped forward. Izzy took out a tranquilizer out from her bra.
She then engaged in hand to hand combat with Chef, she kicked Chef in the nuts, grabbed his tranquilizer and used both of them to shoot his nuts.
Chef fell, shielding his crotch as he did. "Mommy.." He squeaked. Izzy cackled and ran off, dragging an unconscious Owen with her.
As soon as Chef was back on his feet, Owen was too. Everyone was roaming in the streets.
Gwen and Courtney were in a corner shop. "Hey, got any grapes?" Courtney asked to the lady at the till.
"You're not a duck." The lady squinted, "Or are you...?" Courtney rolled her eyes and turned to Gwen, who chuckled.
"And then Courtney walked, walked, walked, away, until the-" Chef burst into the shop. Gwen sighed. "Crap.."
Staci, the first one caught as she hadn't noticed everyone had deserted her also burst in. "Did you know, m great, great-" Staci started.
"SHUT YO SASS!" Chef commanded.
Staci sighed. "I just can't catch a break today."
"I was a C.I.T, you cannot intimidate without a license." Courtney said, walking up to Chef. "Show me your license."
"Seriously?" Gwen glared at Courtney angrily. Courtney gasped and quickly defended herself.
"Yes, many people don't know this." Courtney revealed. "And." Courtney had fierceness in her eyes. "You have to get through me to get through here!" Courtney smiled. "We'll settle this like we settle any matter..with a debate."
Gwen shook her head. She stuck her hands out and began walking towards Chef. "Just take me, just take me."
"I was joking, I actually meant-" Courtney held Gwen back as she smiled at Chef evilly again. "WITH A FIGHT!" She yelled.
Courtney raised her fist, Chef quickly shot her with a dart from his tranquilizer gun. Gwen rolled her eyes and walked out of the shop as Chef led her.
"At least you tried." Gwen shrugged as she walked out.
"Hey! That's no... fair.." Courtney fell to the floor.
"Owen, Sierra, Dawn, Bridgette, Brick, Izzy, Zoey, LeShawna, Dakota, Eva, Heather, Tyler and Mike remained." Narrated Dawn.
"C-can you stop narrating." Brick shuddered and was shivering, "Chef scares me." All were near the prison, in fact they were right outside.
"Like, wow, Chef needs a manicure." Dakota squeaked on her phone. "All those wrinkles and flab, are just ew. Don't you guys think?" Asked Dakota.
No one replied. Dakota crossed her arms, "I am stuck with a bunch of losers who know nothing about fashion and looks!" Dakota began to sob.
"Uh, dorko." Spat Heather; "You need to look in the mirror, I mean, someone as ugly as you, is a total hypocrite, now go come and cry to your butlers and your parents."
Dakota began to sob and she ran right into Chef Hatchet. "Eep!" She squealed. "Like, no hard feelings about those-" Dakota shivered, "This is an emergency, I mean, that stern face with all that extra fat and wrinkles."
Chef growled at Dakota. "Geez, I was only trying to help. I mean some people are just to superficial to see whats inside."
"Oh shut it, Cynthia." Dakota gasped.
"I am not Cynthia, have you seen that piece of trash." Dakota shuddered, "Blaineley's prettier than her, and Blaineley worships Lindsay in the world of fashion."
Dakota was suddenly grabbed by Chef, "Ew, you big piece of, of..man..get off me!" Dakota cried. Courtney rolled her eyes.
"Great," She muttered. "Another Lindsay."
"Why don't you give youself's up?" Snarled Courtney. "I mean, Chris cannot torture us. He can do bad things to us like turn us into hideous monsters.."
"I was hideous!" Dakota began to feel the tears coming, "How come no one said anything!"
"And cause us to go bald..."
"Uh-huh." Nodded Staci, Dakota, Sierra and Heather.
"And puh-lease, why are you running away? We have criminals in there! Dangers to society, we have been chosen to keep them in line!"
"Yeah!" Everyone agreed.
"So let's march in there and.." Everyone marched in with Courtney. Chef shut the door after everyone had walked in.
"Vacation time!" Chef giggled.
Next Time: Owen, Sierra, Dawn, Bridgette, Brick, Izzy, Zoey, LeShawna, Gwen, Dakota, Eva, Heather, Staci, Tyler and Mike meet all of the cartoons and a big shock causes Eva to cause a fire.
