Total Drama Callback
Episode 1: Back in Fraction (Part 1)
Somewhere dark
There is a TV blaring. A bearded, crazily disheveled man watches the finale to The Ridonculous Race. Tissues surround him. He wears a bathrobe covered in barbecue sauce, with bunny slippers on his feet. He stares at the TV in disgust. Don begins to sign off, as the Police Cadets throw their winnings up in the air.
"…Be sure to keep an eye out for more of The Ridonculous Race!" As the host finishes his sentence, a remote lodges itself into the screen of the TV. The bearded man has risen up, heaving over the destroyed television.
"KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR MORE, HUH DON!? I'LL SHOW YOU MORE!" He then begins to break down crying, opening up what is most likely his 400th box of tissues. Suddenly, a large black man walks in, dressed in a very nice tuxedo.
"Dammit, Chris, you're still watching the finale of-"
"DON'T SAY THE NAME, CHEF!" Chef lets out an annoyed sigh.
"Fine. But it aired almost a year and half ago! You shouldn't still be upset about it! Cartoon Network even released a new episode of it every day! That's how much people didn't care about it!"
"They did that for Total Drama Pahkitew Island too, Chef!"
"Yeah, but they didn't put ninety percent of the episodes on the Cartoon Network website before it aired, too!" He lets out another sigh. "You know, while you've been here sulking, I've been out trying to get Total Drama back out on the air!"
"C'mon, Chef. It's never gonna happen! And if it did, they'd probably have Don host it!" He begins to cry again. Chef stares at him, holding something back.
"Ya know, Chris, after I finished hosting the Oscars…"
"You didn't, Chef," Chris explains, "It hasn't even happened yet, remember?"
"Shuddup. I saw a couple of the TD producers…" This sparks Chris' attention. "…they want to do another season, and I convinced them to let you host-" Chris shoots up at this, hugging Chef, somehow his beard gone and in his normal clothes.
"FOR REAL?!" He is crying with joy, as Chef forcefully shoves him off. He takes an envelope out of his jacket and throws it on a desk.
"Here's what they want. A random assortment of generation 1-3 contestants, some fun, crazy challenges, and a whole lot of drama. They told us we're going back to the film lot this time." Chris laughs.
"Good. Total Drama Action wasn't even that good. We're gonna make this season ten times better! I don't even care how out of nowhere this all seems! I better go get the contestant contracts."
"Whatever, Chris. I'm going home." He tries to leave, but somehow ends up in Chris' basement.
Chris' Basement
"What the *****?! How did I end up in here?!" Chris then emerges next to a giant incinerator. "And why do you have a goddamn incinerator in your house?!"
"I like to stay cozy, Chef. Besides, now its time to burn those traitors' contracts!" He holds up folders that say Leonard, Owen, Noah and Geoff on them. "They think they can abandon me on another show, huh? What do you think they'll think of this?" He then throws their contracts into the fire. Chef shrugs.
"I don't really care. Those four were all idiots, anyway. Damn, it's getting hot down here." He turns on a fan. However, the poorly placed fan begins blowing all the poorly placed contracts into the incinerator. Chris begins to freak out.
"Turn it off, Chef! TURN IT OFF!" Chef quickly tries to flick the switch off, but is hit in the face by one of the contracts. Chris eventually gets over to the fan switch, but it is too late. Only a few of the contracts remain. Chris cringes.
"Well, I guess we won't be able to be as picky this season." He flips through the contracts. "Hm. Ok, ok, interesting, YES, ok, dammit, DAMMIT, F**K, cool. Okay, Chef! Looks like we got nineteen contestants!" He pauses for a response. He gets none. "Chef?" The sidekick host still has a contract stuck to his face. Chris rips it off, giving the cook a nasty paper cut.
"OW!" He snarls at Chris.
"Make that twenty! This gonna be great, Chef. Chef?" The cook storms out of the basement, sweaty, angry, and with a giant paper cut on his face. He slams the door behind him. Chris shrugs.
"Eh, probably just really excited for the next season."
Who will be on said season?
What does the film lot look like after being abandoned for nine years?
And how will Don react when he sees I'm making a comeback?
Find out right here on TOTAL…DRAMA…CALLBACK!
Author's Note: Welcome to Total Drama Callback, my very first story to the Total Drama FanFiction. I've followed a few stories for a couple of years, and decided it was time to make a season of my own. I planned to pick a nice variety of contestants for this season, some of who haven't been on a season in a long time, some who have, and then some you probably don't want to see again. Anyways, hope you enjoy! I'd love to hear feedback and am excited to begin writing. I've already written a much longer chapter, so that should be up soon. That's it. Heh. Bye.
