Total Drama Ocean Cruise

Chapter I: Four Teams and a Cruise Ship

Written by The Firebending Frog

The Bus rumbled angrily along the coastline while a loud silence consumed the interior of the vehicle. Teenagers of every size, attitude, and appearance sat in rows of two trying to ignore the people they'd been shoved next to after boarding. The ride had started with people sitting in their own row but with every subsequent pickup this had become harder to keep up. Right in the front row sat a girl with Red hair staring out the window. Her eyes reflected the passing vehicles and scenery with boredom lining them. Her name was Kiara and she'd stopped taking photos when the guy next to her had been startled by the flash. Beyond a quick apology they hadn't spoken once and had there not been music playing the boy, named Warren, probably would have started whistling.

Behind them sat another Redhead with much shorter hair scribbling in a sketchbook. Every so often she would make a face and reveal braces wired to her teeth that would catch the light. Her habit of sticking the eraser end of her pencil into her mouth didn't help with this. She hadn't talked at all save for introducing herself as Renee to her seatmate Josh. He was too big for the seat and kept shifting around uncomfortably and sighing. His hand would course through his brown hair every so often lifting his cap as he did so. He was wishing he had been seated somewhere else, particularly after seeing Kiara enter the bus, she seemed like someone he could start a conversation with.

In the next row were two girls of very different appearances. One was blonde and muscular while the other had dark skin and black hair pulled back into a messy tail. The blonde, named Phoebe, was staring out the window eying the seashore and wind sails in the sky wishing she was out there instead of crammed into the bus with the other contestants. The other girl, named Roxie, was shifting in her seat uncomfortably and eying the gum stuck to the chair in front of her like it might leap forward and attack. She was seated in a way that made contact between her body and the torn seat below her minimal. The last thing she wanted to do was touch the filthy seating more than she had to, but as bad as hers was some of the ones across the aisle were worse.

In the seat behind them a large framed boy named Erin was squished up against the window while his seatmate sat cross-legged with her lifted foot swinging into his space. Her brown hair fell around her shoulders in a way that must have taken hours to perfect and she seemed to think she had all the space in the world. Bubblegum blew from her mouth and every so often she'd pop it with a quick bite. The bag sitting in the rack above her marked her name as Natalie and it looked stuffed to the seams.

Another duo of girls sat behind them, a large girl looming well above the rest slept against the window with some drool rolling from her mouth. She'd introduced herself as Olga to everyone when she had boarded. Her seatmate didn't know this though as she'd boarded after the giant. Elsa's eye twitched every time a snore escaped Olga's mouth and she was already planning on casting a vote for the girl simply because she had kept her from reading the entire bus ride. Didn't people understand this was a public space and not a bedroom?!

The next row contained two guys. Jason, a black haired man with skin the colour of chocolate chattered nonstop into his seatmate's ear. Frank kept rolling his eyes and trying to shove his face deeper into the magazine he was reading but Jason was relentless in his bragging about how prepared he was for the game. He talked so much that it actually convinced Frank of the contrary.

The bus hit a bump and Bebe immediately hit her head on the window and groaned in response. She was trying to keep her pink haired head out of the space taken up by the man next to her. Halfway through the bus ride her hair had smacked into his face and he had grabbed it and yanked it as hard as possible. She hadn't even looked over at him since that, which was hard considering Jules was watching some brightly coloured anime on his phone that had distracting explosions of colour so often it was unreasonable.

The next row only had one occupant thanks to Brad entering the restroom at the back of the bus. The guy had entered it six times now and failed to wash his hands every single time. At the very least he wasn't seated next to Roxie, she might have attacked him with disinfectant if that were the case. Instead his seatmate was Nia, a girl with an expressionless face that was reading a book about how attempts to improve the human condition had failed. It went into extreme detail about farming regulations, the intricate details of soviet farmers, and had put her own father, a university professor, to sleep.

Anne in the next row had started the journey at the window but when a fly had buzzed near it she had taken the liberty to let it out and been immediately swapped with Liam who leaned on the windowsill twirling a lighter in his fingers and looking across the aisle at a cute blonde that Anne kept getting her mahogany locks in the way of. A quick growl had made her press her back against the seat and tap her feet in silence. Ogling had resumed the second that had happened, though Anne doubted the blonde would be enthusiastic about the flame Liam kept lighting with every other twirl.

At the very back, right next to the restroom, were two more girls. Lara kept calling her workplace just to make absolutely certain she didn't have shifts scheduled and Wilma tried her best not to gag at the smell wafting from the room as Brad exited it. She quickly got up and flushed the toilet for him. She sat down and crossed her muscular legs and arms trying her best not to let the cold air conditioning from across the aisle bother her barren shoulders.

That was courtesy of Stewart who was wearing a massive black hoodie pulled over his head while ear covering headphones blared sad music into his ears. Black hair fell over his face and he seemed to be permanently scowling. This kind of freaked his seatmate Stephen out. Stephen was absolutely built and even he had pressed himself against the window thinking the guy next to him might pull a switchblade or something out of his pocket.

Ahead of them was Lucile, the girl Liam was gazing at. She had her blonde hair done up in twin braided tails and had a bunch of freckles lining her cheeks. Her eyes were trained on a novel in her hands, something her seatmate Sophie could relate to. She was also pressed into a book. Her hoodie had been pulled up when Stewart had started blasting cold air everywhere and her glasses reflected the sunlight outside. She had opened the novel on the bus and was just about done it. Impressive by even her own standards. She hoped the ride would last long enough to let her stare out the window at the passing countryside and daydream a little.

Nadie had also cracked open a novel but found herself drawn out of it every time the guy next to her screamed out profanities and hammered his fist onto the armrest between them. His game system was silent but he was the opposite. How could Ryan stay quiet though? He was that close to beating Lord Tenga in Drastacoid V. He had won that fight. The villain had just used a cheap cheating tactic to win. The next round would definitely be his.

Deek was also bothered by Ryan. He had been trying to let his mind connect with the open road, the wildlife in the ditches, and the sun radiating above him. The bus was quiet enough for some yogic meditation. Enhancing his inner peace and connection to his aura. He hadn't gotten far, only discovering that the girl next to him was in love with wild animals, it had nothing to do with the fact Zilka gasped every time she saw a fox, rabbit, or moose out the window. It was all his connection to her aura, he knew it had to be.

The girl in front of him was absolutely annoyed with the scent of body odour wafting from him. It was clear to Raina that the rat stashed freak behind her hadn't bathed in over a week and she had developed a scowl and foot shake in response to this, trying to let her music relax her. The guy named Gabriel next to her wasn't helping. He would complain that he was hungry, tired, stiff, and cranky every few seconds. She wanted to strangle him but knew that would just paint her in the wrong light. First impressions were everything and she was going to make a good one.

Trevor was in front of the two glaring at every vehicle that passed them. They were going just under the speed limit and the guy in the red truck had been going at least twenty over that. He already had a notepad full of numbers to report later and the red truck was just added to that. Diane found this kind of unnerving. She wasn't sure why Trevor was writing down licence plate numbers but she didn't like it. She simply stared out the window past the guy like normal. She did it all the time back home anyway, her older sister got one window seat and her younger one got the other after all.

The last two girls, Yvonne and Nancy sat before them and they were practically the only ones talking. They chattered about tv show drama and every so often Yvonne would break into a soliloquy about her time on set for numerous television productions. Nancy ate it all up before asking what that production was and earning a facepalm from Yvonne.

Bubba sat in front of them staring at the ocean past the people across from him. Tasty waves rocked the sandy shore and he couldn't wait to be on them. Sandy shores were amazing and he wanted to feel the cold water wash up against his feet. Lloyd next to him was not happy to leave the woods behind. He couldn't point his fingers at all the animals that rolled past and pretend to land kill shots. All that remained was boring concrete jungle and homeless people milling around that probably didn't even know how to hunt.

The seat next to them was filled to the brim with an eye twitching prime rib of a man named Bryce. His eye was twitching because the vaguely European accented boy next to him was asking what everything was and entering into incomprehensible nonsense about his home country. He was also touchy feely and grabbing his hand and crushing it only made the guy talk more and grab him again. Helden couldn't control himself. He hadn't seen a boat as big as the cruise ship in the distance before.

Finally the final front row was filled with two guys. One was Louis who had enjoyed a rather peaceful ride reading his French novel until the final passanger had arrived. Bree had done nothing but complain and every second that passed made Louis want to strangle him more. The seats weren't that uncomfortable and they were almost there.

No one knew each other. Heck some of them would glance over every few seconds and notice someone new. Some were retained well and others would probably become known in the future. Regardless that was the forty contestants and as Chef drove their bus through the winding streets his grin spread knowing precisely what was about to occur. He really loved this show. Weird kids on their phones, game systems, and whatnot. They were all about to lose functionality and he couldn't wait. He pulled forward into the lot right near the foot of the cruise ship labelled S.S McLean and stopped the bus. He slid the vehicle into neutral and stood up.

"Alright Maggots, I'll be right back," Chef snickered. Some showed concern, others simply didn't acknowledge him. The whiny kid in front even began complaining but Chef ignored him and stepped off the bus walking right over to Chris McLean. The host was in the midst of sipping on a coffee while interns loaded supplies into the big cruise ship behind him with forklifts.

"Ten bucks says one will sue," Chris smirked.

"Twenty says at least five will," Chef replies before the bus began to roll. A few people looked up inside. Notably Phoebe who narrowed her eyes and looked ahead.

"Are we moving?" She asked and a few people murmured responses. Lucile stood up and realized they were in fact moving. Her eyes were drawn forward and widened.

"WATER!" She exclaimed and multiple people stood up. The bus picked up speed and rolled right to the edge of the dock. The entire cast scrambled to their feet and the bus rolled right off the edge of the dock with people screaming their lungs off. They smashed into the water but remained afloat while water began to seep in causing it to begin sinking. Bree burst into absolute panic while Yvonne shoved Jason aside and grabbed her bag.

"There!" Liam exclaimed while shoving Anne onto the floor. He scrambled to the emergency exit hatch and pulled it down. Renee put her sketchbook under her arm and lifted herself onto the roof. It was grimy, gross, and hadn't been washed in years but the redhead ignored that and made a dash across the bus top. When she hit the edge she leapt through the air and landed on solid ground stumbling from an overshoot. Liam quickly followed her to the roof and grabbed Phoebe's arm when he made it topside. He hauled her up before reaching down and taking Roxie's arm. She gagged upon touching the roof and began to breath heavily, regardless of feelings though her fear of seawater won out over her fear of grime, so she too made a break for the edge of the bus. Olga hauled herself up without assistance and dashed across the bus roof reaching the shore where Renee landed. Raina, Warren, and Trevor followed her, each one being helped up by Liam. Warren missed the dock and landed in the water but Phoebe and Olga helped him out before Lloyd landed and tumbled after them, Helden landed perfectly like a trapeze artist, and Bryce swam to shore ignoring help from the girls as he went.

Confessional

"I don't need help from some girl," Bryce laughs while patting his muscular arm, "trust me they'll be the ones asking me for help before this day is over."

"Leave your bags morons! I'm not staying up here forever!" Liam shouted as Lara landed bottom first in the water with her bag clutched in her hands.

"I ain't leaving anything behind haircut!" Lara shouted while pointing at Liam.

"Fine!" Liam shouted back with rage filling his eyes, "Enjoy swimming!"

His hand then shot down snatching Kiara's. She yelped as she was hauled upwards and put onto the roof of the sinking bus. She scurried to the edge of it and jumped in the water. She paddled to shore where Olga grabbed her arm and hauled her up the mossy dock wall.

"You can thank me later beautiful," Liam told Lucile as he lifted her out. The blonde blushed a little and quickly followed Kiara to shore. He hauled Nadie out while Josh reached into his bag and pulled out a camera case. He pulled himself up right after Nadie and hurried to the edge of the bus while the native girl leapt into the water.

"OY! SKETCHBOOK! CATCH!" He shouted. Renee looked up as the capped boy tossed his camera. She leapt into the air and fumbled it only for Lloyd to catch it. Josh sighed in relief before Frank shoved him into the water and jumped after him. Jules dragged himself up out of the bus with a full backpack and leapt into the water with it on. He was followed by Stewart and Bubba while Liam lugged Louis out. Just as that happened Natalie opened the back of the bus and Liam stood up and made a break for it. He leapt into the air and crashed into the water with a splash before paddling past Louis and getting assisted by Olga who ignored Bubba in his favor.

Confessional

"Whatever happened to first come first serve?" Bubba demands while placing his hands on his pants, "Hero boy's actions are going to win him everyone's favour and that makes him dangerous…"

"This bus is sinking faster moron!" Yvonne screamed as Natalie glanced at her and shrugged diving into the water and swimming to shore.

"Ah whatever!" Elsa growled while tossing her bag aside and leaping from the bus. Wilma and Erin glanced at each other before following suit. Jason waded out with a full bag and Deek simply ignored his and swam out after him. Stephen, Ryan, and Gabriel managed to get out before the entire bus tilted and the remaining ten were left swimming upwards. The bus surged full of water and after a few seconds Nia surfaced alongside Anne, their bags discarded. Bebe floated upwards right after them and bashed her head against a suitcase. Lara floundered next to her yelping about schedules and whatnot while Sophie groaned and lifted her drenched novel from the water. Zilka popped her head out with a frown while Diane, Yvonne, and Nancy coughed. Finally Bree surfaced and hacked out water before wailing in an ear piercing tone that made everyone in the vicinity cover their ears and grit their teeth. When it ended laugher filled the air and everyone groaned realizing who it belonged to.

Confessional

"Not cool Chris," Raina growls while crossing her arms.

"We could have died!" Bebe shudders while grabbing her shoulders.

"I better get a replacement scarf Chris or I'll sue!" Frank exclaims while directing a finger right at the camera.

"Welcome to Total Drama Ocean Cruise," Chris announced while Chef handed him a ten dollar bill and the mostly sopping wet batch of teenagers stared at him with a mixture of glares and smiles, "And congratulations on finishing your first challenge."

"First challenge?!" Bree demanded while glaring at the host while wringing his shirt out, "We nearly drowned."

"That's the wrong attitude for this game. You'll be divided into teams based on the order you arrived in," Chris explained with a smirk. He turned to the mostly dry contestants with a smile and gazed across them, "Renee, Phoebe, Roxie, Olga, Raina, Warren, Trevor, Lloyd, Helden, and Bryce. I dub thee the Sinister Sharks. Hopefully your speedy decision making helps you as a team."

Chris then directed his attention to the second batch of contestants. They were all wet but had made it to shore before their opposition. Their eyes flittered from one to the other sizing up their future teammates and trying to remember the names of who they'd be competing with.

"Kiara, Lucile, Nadie, Josh, Frank, Jules, Stewart, Liam, Bubba, and Louis, you shall henceforth be known as the Creepy Calamari. Hope that teamwork sticks around," Chris grinned while Liam returned the favour with an equally bright smile. The host then turned to the third group of contestants with a smirk, "You ten bailed before things got bad, you weren't exactly quick though. Natalie, Elsa, Wilma, Erin, Jason, Brad, Deek, Stephen, Ryan, and Gabriel you are now the Whimsical Whales."

"Whales?! Seriously?!" Elsa demanded while motioning to her thin frame. A few members of the Calamari started snickering but were quickly cut off by Chris who pointed at the half drowned batch of contestants who had made it to shore last.

"No excuses. You guys sucked so I will dub thee at the bottom of the food chain. Bebe, Nia, Anne, Lara, Sophie, Zilka, Diane, Yvonne, Nancy, and Bree, you guys are now the Putrid Plankton. Better pick up your game or I'll see you at elimination," Chris concluded before turning to his contestants with an evil grin plastered on his face, "Now to business, your first real challenge starts now!"

A gasp spread through every contestant and they looked around while murmuring. Chef wheeled a cart past the entire cast handing out coloured uniforms as he went. Blue for the Sharks, Yellow for the Calamari, Red for the Whales, and Green for the Plankton. Raina took her uniform and glanced at the cruise ship, putting two and two together and growing a vile glare on her face that was directed right at Chris.

"These are your uniforms, you will be staffing this cruise ship and today's challenge involves you letting our delightful guests in. Whichever team gets the highest total number on their staff evaluation forms will win the challenge and get to spend the trip to our next destination as passengers while the rest of you work as employees," Chris explained while the eyes of several contestants lit up, "Whomever gets the lowest score will see me at elimination tonight where they will send a player adrift. Each team will take passengers of their colour, show them their rooms, and deliver their luggage. Only when every passenger is moved in will I tally up the points. We start right away so get changed!"

Confessional

"No way we can lose. We need a strong opening," Raina states while hammering her fist into her hand, "I need to take charge, first impressions are everything!"

"Second team?!" Liam asks while raising his eyebrows and taking on a confused look, "I would be mad but hey I'm on a team with a cutie!"

"I'm going to get Chris for dubbing me a whale," Elsa growls while rubbing her stomach, "I worked hard for this waist!"

Bree crosses his arms and glares away from the camera while his lip curls upwards, "He didn't have to insult us! God!"

"Okay team, we need a plan," Raina exclaimed while crossing her arms, "These people are fresh out of work environments and probably want to get to their cabins immediately so we need to be efficient and fast."

"We could just let them stew in their own rich juices," Lloyd replied while crossing his arms and scowling at the growing crowd of people below.

Every team had changed rather quickly. The Sharks had taken refuge near the entrance and could see the vacation goers, their one way ticket to victory. Each cabin was worth up to ten points, with forty cabins to fill they had their work cut out for them. Old folks would complain if they had to stand too long, children would get antsy, and people would hate the sunlight. Raina narrowed her eyes at the people ahead of them and pursed her lips tightly.

"We need to get the people that'll take the most time in first," Raina explained while turning to her team, "I'll go down there and announce we're doing priority boarding. Then we'll get them into their cabins, and finish with luggage delivery."

"Sounds good to me," Lloyd replied while crossing his arms, "My pappy always says people are happier when you're honest to them sooner rather than later."

Confessional

"And if they hate us Raina goes home," Lloyd Snickers while leaning against the confessional wall, "Pappy always said, make sure you have a fall guy… Or in this case… A fall gal…"

Creepy Calamari

"And how are you today?" The portly man asked while leaning on the counter and raising his eyebrows at Kiara.

"Um… Good," Kiara replied awkwardly while taking the man's boarding passes. She quickly scanned them and handed them back while a paper printed. She tore it off and handed it to Jules. His arms didn't extend to take it and Kiara had to clear her throat.

"Why me?" He asked in complete deadpan.

"Come on Jules, do it for the team," Kiara replied with a keen smile growing on her face.

"Chris ruined my anime, I'm not giving his passangers good service," Jules explained before narrowing his eyes at the portly man who looked at Kiara in a worrying way.

"Of for crying out loud," Nadie hissed while snatching the paper from Kiara and motioning to the portly man and his wife down the hallway. Kiara turned back towards the next man and found herself face to face with an absolute giant. He was at least three heads taller than her and four times as broad with a large gut barely contained in his Hawaiian shirt.

"Good Afternoon," He smiled while Kiara took his boarding pass and scanned it. The room number printed and she tore it handing it to Jules only to find his hands still pocketed and a deadpan look on his face.

"Okay, really?" Kiara asked while lowering her arms.

Liam didn't even wait for a response. He just snatched the paper from Kiara and walked past Jules without breaking a glare on him. The portly man followed him down the hall while Kiara turned back to the counter.

Confessional

"Well at least I know who I'm voting for if we lose," Liam states in annoyance while looking right at the camera.

"Ma'am! We want to board now!" An angry looking woman exclaimed from behind the elderly couple in front of Kiara.

"Um, wait your turn please," Kiara requested rather meekly. The woman flared her nostrils in response and her lips tightened to an absolutely thin line. Two boys watched their mother glare at Kiara and Kiara felt a meekness overcome her as she shrunk back. Thankfully attention was taken off her when Frank stepped forward like he was the manager or something.

"Sorry lady but you're going to have to wait your turn," Frank stated while adjusting his glasses and stepping forward.

"Oh so just because we have yellow passes means we can't board early?" The woman demanded while placing her hands on her hips.

"No one said you would get to board early," Frank replied while placing his hands on his hips in an equally stubborn manner.

"Well they're doing it right there!" The woman exclaimed while pointing at the line next to theirs filled with families and old people.

"What the?!" Frank demanded while marching past the crowd to the entrance to the ship. Below Raina stood in her fresh blue uniform directing old couples, people with young children, and a man in a wheelchair to the front. No angry shouting filled the air, just confident directing, the regular blue passengers didn't even seem upset, a complete contrast to Frank's own passangers.

"Hey can we get this line moving?!" Someone shouted from the back of the Calamari line before an uproar of angry shouting filled the air. Frank was pushed back against the counter while yellow pass holders yelled at him with their passes waving in the air flashing yellow everywhere.

"Let's just let her pass," Kiara suggested while hiding behind the computer

"HEY! I WAS HERE FIRST!" An angry looking man with his wife slung on his arm like an ornament shouted. He was sandwiched between the elderly couple and the mother and didn't look like he wanted to give up his spot anytime soon. Other regular passengers held the same expressions and arguing began to erupt between elderly couples and young ones.

"I want a blue pass! Give me a blue pass!" The mother shouted before an uproar of people started shouting about the blue passes. Kiara and Frank exchanged a look before glancing at the smooth ticket booth next to them where Renee handed a ticket to Roxie with a smirk on her face. Kiara and Frank's eyes drifted back together with pursed lips while their crowd continued to shout.

Whimsical Whales

"Are you sure this is right?" The nerdy looking man asked while gazing across the room. His hands were planted firmly on his hips while he scanned over the small cabin

"Yes, Floor three, room six," Elsa replied while motioning at the room number nailed to the door. Not that the man was looking at her anyway.

"I don't think this is right," He replied while turning to Elsa with a look of genuine concern overcoming his face, "The pamphlet said spacious suite."

"I'm sorry sir but I didn't write the pamphlet, I just work here," Elsa replied without changing her voice from deadpan.

The man's wife approached him and whispered something into his ear. Elsa felt her eyes drop to half and she watched the two mutter things back and forth while a scowl crossed her face. She knew what was coming. They were going to ask to speak with a manager and that one setback would put her team behind. She bit her lip wishing they would just hurry up and tell her already.

"Can you check the computer?" The man's wife asked while Elsa just sighed in response.

Putrid Plankton

"Okay, floor four, rooms five, seven, twenty three, and thirty have been moved in," Lara announced while Bree and Bebe carried the luggage onto the luggage rack, "Take this to the rooms and make sure you have the right room numbers!"

"Five, seven, twenty three, and thirty, got it," Bree announced while Bebe tripped and landed a suitcase on the ground. Immediately it opened and flung bras and shirts everywhere. Bree slapped his forehead as Lara bent down to help Bebe clean up the clothing. They folded it neatly while Bree grumbled behind them.

As soon as the trolley was loaded again Bree pulled the door open and the two of them rolled the luggage cart down the hall. It squeaked and Bebe tripped over her own feet a few times stumbling and knocking suitcases off. Bree sighed every time she did this until they reached the elevator. Bree jabbed the call button six times before it arrived with a ding. They got in and Bree pressed the close button. Silence engulfed the small chamber as Bree tapped his foot and Bebe popped her lip trying to make some kind of noise.

"Smooth elevator," Bree commented.

"Yeah, must be a fancy one," Bebe replied before silence engulfed them again. Bree's face dropped and he glanced at the control panel. He jabbed his finger into the open button and the elevator dinged and opened up into a hallway identical to the one below, Blue carpeting and all.

"Guess we were wrong," Bree replied while bashing his fist against the door, "Dumb doors didn't open!"

Silence overtook the two again when they entered the hall. They wheeled their way down it until they reached door number five. Bree knocked while Bebe picked up two suitcases. It was swung open and two men stood there blinking at them.

"Luggage," Bree announced.

"Oh thank goodness," One of the men grinned, "This heat made me sweat through my shirt."

"Well we're here to… change that!" Bree grinned and the man in the doorway laughed before closing the door, suitcases in hand. He turned to Bebe with a grin that she returned with enthusiasm.

"If everything goes that smoothly-" Bebe started.

"We'll be sipping smoothies in lawn chairs," Bree concluded with a laugh before grabbing the cart and pulling it. Bebe stumbled but managed to keep up. The room number reflected behind them and they approached their next target knowing last place was as far away as possible.

Sinister Sharks

"Sorry for the wait Mrs. Frank, the last group was pretty fascinated with the indoor aquarium," Phoebe explained as they passed a large glass fish tank that wasn't all that impressive, she could immediately feel Mrs. Frank's mood skyrocket.

"Oh, haha, people from inland can be so distractible, sorry for coming across as annoyed," The woman chuckled while pulling her daughter closer.

"Oh never mind that Mrs. Frank, we should be the ones apologizing, you paid for a vacation not a lineup after all," Phoebe replied with a wave of her hand. The woman gave another chortle as they passed Warren on his way back from the last group. Judging by the sweat he had just run back from the rear of the ship, probably after convincing a couple that their room had a good view of the ocean.

"Phoebe, oooh," Warren groaned out while giving a quick salute.

"Seasickness, go easy on him," Phoebe lied and Mrs. Frank burst into hysterics as they passed Warren and continued down the blue carpeted hallway to room six. Phoebe slipped the key card into the door and gave a quick explanation as to how it worked. She shut the door again and handed the card to Mrs. Frank. The woman unlocked the door and it swung open revealing the nice cabin.

"Isn't this a little small?" Mrs. Frank asked while glancing at Phoebe.

"We are on a boat Mrs. Frank, also how much time are you really going to spend in here?" Phoebe asked while pointing at the patron, "Unless I completely misread you and you're a couch potato."

"Oh you!" Mrs. Frank laughed while placing a hand on the bed with a smile on her face.

"Do you need demonstrations for the shower or anything else in the room?" Phoebe asked.

"Oh no, I see why it took so long though, must have had some real ignorant folks before us," Mrs. Frank chuckled.

"Oh you wouldn't believe what we put up with from some people, always nice to meet a good passenger," Phoebe laughed before clearing her throat, "Luggage will be up shortly. Don't you go anywhere."

Mrs. Frank began to laugh as Phoebe closed the door and pumped her arm with a grin. She immediately darted back through the ship, past the aquarium, two Plankton members lugging a luggage cart down the hall, and up the stairs, right up to Renee.

"I am really sorry for the noise," Renee apologized to the elderly couple standing there. They had their eyes pinned on the train wreck that was the Calamari booth. Angry shouting filled the hall and one woman was trying to choke Frank. Jeers from the crowd had transformed into insults and anger directed at the staff. The Calamari members were simply hiding behind the desk now while their patrons escalated into full on riot behaviour.

"I'm sorry sir you need to get into the yellow line," One of the Whale members stated to a patron clearly in the wrong line.

"You expect me to wait in that?!" The man demanded while motioning to the crowd.

"This is bad," Kiara muttered while a water bottle was flung over the desk.

"HELLO?!" A Cranky elderly voice called causing Kiara to lock eyes with Frank before they both stood up to face their customers

"This is the worst cruise I have ever been on and we haven't even left the harbour," The elderly lady right at the front commented. She picked up a review card and dropped it on their desk. A perfect zero sat in place while the girls exchanged looks.

"We're sorry, we'll get you to your room," Frank apologized as room ticket printed. He handed it off to Jules but it fluttered to the ground at his feet.

His eyes flittered up to Kiara and Frank with his lips pursed and his eyes narrowed, "What's the point? We already have a zero."

"Well then, better get your butt in gear or you'll be the first one off," Kiara replied with venom lacing her voice. Jules scowled in reply and bent down picking up the ticket and storming away with the elderly couple complaining behind him.

"We can still salvage this," Frank announced as a water bottle splashed water all over him, Kiara, and their computer, "At least I hope we can."

Whimsical Whales

"Are you sure this is right?" The heavily accented woman asked while turning in tandem with the man she was with, it was almost like they were attached or something.

"Yes, floor three, room thirteen," Elsa replies in deadpan.

"But it's far too small, you can't expect us to room in here," The woman replied with a chortle almost like this was some kind of joke.

"I regret to inform you ma'am but this is your cabin," Elsa replied.

"Are there bigger cabins?" The woman demanded.

"Yes," Elsa replied with an eye twitch.

"Then give us one of those," The woman replied.

"They're already booked," Elsa replied through a grit tooth smile.

"Well I want to speak to a manager," The woman concluded in a manner of fact way.

Elsa stared at them for a few seconds before letting out a defeated sigh and turning around with the couple following her.

Putrid Plankton

"Twenty Four!"

Two black suitcases.

"Thirty three!"

Two leopard spotted ones.

"Two!"

Six duffel bags with different sport team logos on them

"Twelve!"

A single massive camoflauged backpack.

The door shut and Bree and Bebe exchanged a high five. They rolled back to the elevator and got right in. Bree with the controls and Bebe with the cart. They stood there waiting for the silent elevator to arrive at its floor. Except this time it opened on its own revealing Josh and Louis from the Creepy Calamari on the other side.

"Pardon the winners!" Bree announced while Bebe followed him snorting with laughter. They rolled down the hall but as they did Bebe paused and looked back. A loud noise erupted from the elevator that made her frown. She didn't loiter on it for long and instead followed her teammate into the luggage room where Lara loaded them up with their next batch of luggage. Large duffel bags, multicolored suitcases, and one with variously sized stains. Lara smirked at them as they left, clearly happy with their progress, and they zipped out stopping in front of the elevator. Trevor and Helden from the Sharks followed them and rolled to door number five. Bree tapped his foot and pressed the elevator call button repeatedly while Bebe's eyes drifted off him and to her opponents who stopped at door number five. They knocked and out of it stepped a man with glasses and a small shirt on. Bebe felt her jaw drop and she quickly grabbed Bree and slammed him up against the wall.

"Did you press the fourth floor button?!" Bebe demanded.

"There's a button?" Bree asked with a blink. Bebe gripped his shirt tightly and dragged him to the side of the cart where they had a full view of Trevor and Helden.

"No wonder this didn't fit," The man they had dropped their first piece of luggage off to laughed before dropping the shirt outside the room. The pieces of luggage they had delivered to him earlier were dropped behind it and Bebe and Bree exchanged a look as the customers were handed different suitcases very similar to the ones they had been holding.

"This is bad," Bebe commented.

"PSSH! Not my fault the elevator doesn't work," Bree ranted while kicking it. Bebe stared at him and walked over to the discarded suitcases while Bree watched. She returned and grabbed the cart beginning to pull it down the hall. Bree's ranting and whining continued down the hall as Bebe picked up all the discarded luggage outside the shark's rooms. It continued up the elevator shaft, to their green carpeted fourth floor, and through hysterical people who realized their clothing had been touched by strangers. Underwear, shirts, and even valuables were out of place. People were missing clothing, toiletries, and knick knacks. Bebe had to take it all just because Bree was too busy ranting about the elevator and blaming it for things to care. She was handed review cards with solid zeroes on them and stood stunned in the doorways as people slammed them in her face. After dropping all the luggage off to the right rooms they walked back to Lara, Bebe felt her eye twitch and a frown form on her face as her partner ranted behind her.

"NO! NO! NO!" Kiara screamed as she pressed the button on the frozen computer. Water had splashed it and now it wasn't working. People only got angrier in line demanding their rooms immediately. Frank was calling for order but people had started throwing things at him every time he peered over the desk. Kiara batted the side of the computer several times before the entire screen went black and her eyes went wide. She turned her head just in time to see Renee check in the last of the blue lineup. Her crowd watched this and began to shout in even angrier tones.

As if one cue to the PA system came to life and Chris' voice echoed from it.

"It seems the yellow team has had some technical difficulties. Anyone with a yellow passport will have to move to another lineup. Just make sure to make your evaluation forms out to your new teams!" The PA system exclaimed with a concluding laugh. Kiara gripped her hair as she watched the crowd hurry over to the blue lineup where Raina began giving orders for how to order themselves. Kiara slunk down below the desk with a defeated sigh. She put her head in her hands while angry shouting filled the air and an old couple emerged with Elsa close behind them.

"I want a manager, this witch screamed at us when we told her she took us to the wrong room!" the old woman shouted at Jason.

"Whoa-" Jason started from his position at the computer.

"THAT WAS YOUR ROOM! YOU ALL GET TINY LITTLE RINKIDINK CABINS! WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!" Elsa screamed at the couple before a loud grumbling filled the line and the red passport holders began to march over to the expansive lineup at the Shark station. Laughter filled the intercom heard all over the ship, even the luggage room.

"You two are morons!" Lara shouted while throwing luggage at the trolley Bebe and Bree were hiding behind. The two exchanged looks of terror as Chris' laughter buzzed over the ship and the thump of heavy suitcases hit the wood behind them.

Confessional

"At least I know I won't be going home tonight," Lara growls at the camera through her teeth.

"Forty rooms each, a total of four hundred points on the table, and the Sharks rack in seven hundred and eight," Chris laughed while the blue team broke into cheers, "I'm just going to say it now, the Sharks win first class passage to our next destination!"

"First class?" Raina asked in sheer excitement.

"AKA, the presidential suite," Chris replied with a cheeky grin and a finger gun. Everyone on the blue team burst into even louder cheering at that revelation while Chris continued, "You'll enjoy fine dining, private rooms, and your uniforms will be cleaned for the next time you lose."

More cheering erupted only matched by the disappointing groans from the other three teams. Chris grinned at them and his gaze swept across them.

"Calamari, you guys didn't clear many customers today," Chris summed up in a grave tone while shaking his head, Kiara swallowed nervously while Chris turned his attention to the Red team, "And Whales, snapping at your clients? Really?"

"They wouldn't stop asking for bigger rooms!" Elsa shouted while balling her fists. Her teammates crossed their arms and glared at her causing her to go quiet.

"And Plankton, wrong Luggage to the wrong rooms. Haha wow…" Chris trailed while the green team all glared at Bebe and Bree. That was until their eyes lifted to Chris again, "The team with Two hundred and twenty two points and second place is The Whales. You guys survive another day, but you will be staffing until we reach our next destination."

A collective sigh of relief passed through the red team while Chris gazed at the Calamari and Plankton.

"One of you had a forty seven points, the other had thirty nine," Chris announced while all eyes stared at him. Kiara's quivered, Bree's avoided contact, and Bebe's gazed down. Chris smirked and raised a finger while Liam grabbed his hair and Jules bit his lip, "The team that lost today is… The Putrid Plankton."

A sigh coursed through the yellow team as the Green team sent all their eyes to Bree and Bebe again. The two losers glanced at each other and then across their disappointed teammates with pursed lips.

"I'll see you chumps at elimination tonight," Chris concluded before pointing at the Sharks, "And I'll see you guys at cast off this afternoon!"

Confessional

"I don't know who's worse, the one who didn't press the button or the one who didn't notice the other fail to press the button," Lara hisses before entering a look of deep thought.

A loud ship horn coursed through the afternoon air as mooring lines were dropped and music filled the air. A live band played rock music and people cheered while ten glasses clinked together.

"To the Sinister Sharks!" Raina announced while cheers filled the air. The boat began moving and all ten of them rushed to the edge. Feet pounding across the deck trying to beat the rest of the passengers to the best views.

"OH! This is so exciting, just like the floobinyacht in the homeland," Helden giggled while grabbing Bryce's arm. Bryce simply placed a hand on Helden face and shoved him to the ground still giggling. Wind coursed through Raina's hair and smiles spread across the entire team's faces as they began to pick up speed. The harbour began to whiz by and the boat picked up speed chugging out of the populated city and leaving the buildings in the distance. The west coast began to vanish behind them as they slowed down. The ship began to turn, changing direction northwards and filling the air with a chilling arctic breeze.

"How long do you think we have here?" Trevor asked with a bright smile while the wind forced him to squint his eyes.

"A day, two maybe, who cares?!" Lloyd laughed before downing some of the departure punch in his champagne glass. Renee imitated him and downed what was left in her glass as well. Warren went to join them but his hand slipped and the glass cascaded down into the water below. It clinked against the hull of the ship leaving red juice splattered all over the side before it hit the salty water and vanished. His team began laughing with the exception of Roxie who just pointed out the red liquid running down the hull in disgust claiming it would get sticky. She was drowned out by Olga slapping Warren on the back and nearly causing him to join his drink before Phoebe and Trevor grabbed him. The laughing intensified as the boat let out a horn blow and rocketed forward with powerful engines. All ten members of the Sinister Sharks inhaled deeply taking in the salty scent of a fresh season of Total Drama.

The Sun was setting when the intercom buzzed to life in the rather drab and boring crew bunk. Chris' voice called for the Pathetic Plankton with a laugh and every member of the Whales and Calamari glanced at the green team with slow blinks and curious gazes, almost like they were trying to remember who was who on the team. The members of the Putrid Plankton stood up one by one and exited the room while the Whales and Calamari watched them go.

The twilight air on deck was cold yet pleasant, a sign that the night would be unwelcome when it arrived. Couples watched the setting sun on all but the rear deck. That was blocked off by several interns that only allowed the ten losers past them. They trooped down to the poolside and found Chris there illuminated by the blue light of the waters. Behind him sat a solitary lifeboat hoisted over the water and rocking in the wind. Bree swallowed upon seeing it and the ten contestants sat down near the water's edge. Anne and Diane removed their shoes and put their bare feet in the water but everyone else remained tense and shoed.

"In Total Drama Ocean Cruise you must outlive, outlast, and outplay thirty nine other contestants. Not just for the million but for recognition, importance, and whatever else you want. I don't even remember who's on what team right now. I thought Deek was part of this team," Chris admitted while scratching his chin.

"Deek?" Nia asked in pure monotone.

"Exactly," Chris replied while crossing his arms, "Who are you Nia? Or You Bebe? What about you Nancy? You barely know one another, I barely know you, and the audience probably forgot some of you existed. Regardless one of you will be going home this evening and become the first one eliminated from this game. You will find ten passports in that supply closet over there, you will stamp the passport of the person you think deserves to be eliminated, the player with the most votes is eliminated. The rest get to have the best part of any cruise ship. The cheap mints we put in cabins after we clean em. Now get voting Turkeys!"

Confessional

Bebe quickly stamps a passport with Bree's face on it.

"No hard feelings, I just need to cover my own butt and the best way to do that is to target yours!" Bree announces while picking up Bebe's passport and giving it a stamp.

Nia stamps a passport without an expression change.

"Okay, which one is Bebe again?" Anne asks in confusion while scratching her mahogany hair and looking between three passports.

Yvonne stamps a passport while her face contorts into a sneer and muttering escapes her lips.

"The votes are tallied and the decision is final, Anne, you're safe tonight," Chris announced while tossing a foil covered mint at the redhead. She was only the beginning too. He proceeded to call out every player that didn't even receive a vote. Boring Nia, Workaholic Lara, Bookworm Sophie, Animal lover Zilka, Middle Child Diane, Child Star Yvonne, and ditzy Nancy. None of them had screwed up royally, the attention had been put on the two remaining contestants and there was only one mint remaining. Something most patrons would toss in the trash or eat without thinking. But the mere sight of it and only it caused Bree and Bebe to exchange a look. Bebe swallowed nervously and Bree did the same.

"The final mint and final symbol of immunity goes to…" Chris started. His voice trailing off into dead silence. Bebe and Bree exchanged a look of horror and she bit her lip while he began to mutter about the elevator.

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… Bebe," Chris concluded while tossing the mint to the girl. It fell into her outstretched hands while Bree blinked and scowled. He rose to his feet and turned to the nine girls that had contributed to his elimination.

"YOU CAN'T ELIMINATE ME! It wasn't my fault! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR!" Bree shouted while stomping his foot like a little kid.

"Whoof, you are whiny," Yvonne lamented while Bree growled and turned his back to his team finding Chris motioning to the life boat. He huffed and walked towards it leaping inside and seating himself angrily.

"I HOPE YOU LOSE EVERY-" He started before Chris hit the lever to drop him and with a zip and a splash he was in the drink. Silence overtook the elimination area and Bebe scratched her arm awkwardly.

"Well, you better hope you made an impression today, and better yet that you made a good one, else you might be next," Chris stated in a very cold manner, "Now get some sleep, your first shift starts at six AM sharp."

Groaning filled the air and everyone trooped out while Chris watched them go. He let out a sigh and turned to the camera with a sly grin.

"One down, thirty nine to go. I don't even remember half these guys but I think they've already made an impact one way or another. Will the Sharks win again? Will the Plankton lose again? Will I remember what the Red team was called? Find out next time on Total. Drama. Ocean. Cruise…"