[A/N: I don't own Total Drama Island, obviously. It belongs to Teletoon and the other brilliant people who created it.
I just felt like writing something for the holidays. But I'll keep writing after the holiday stuff is over. Reviews make me update faster.]
All of the campers, or rather, ex-campers, had been sent home. Although some were returning for season two, Chris didn't feel like paying to keep everyone at the Playa Des Losers until then, so he sent them home.
Good news for everyone; they could only get along for a certain amount of time before Total Drama Island lived up to its name for the umpteenth time.
Unfortunately, that good news didn't last for long. Everyone received notice* that they were wanted back at the Playa Des Losers. [*Interns coming to their house and dragging them into vans.] The timing wasn't too great; day after Christmas. At least Chris had given them a chance to celebrate the holidays, more or less.
Now, everyone had gone off in the resort, hanging out in spots that they were familiar with. Although disgruntled at the fact that Chris had dragged them back, the resort island had a way of relaxing everyone.
"Alright losers!" Chris' voice suddenly announced from the loudspeaker. "At first, I was gonna let you hang at home until it was time for season two, but I changed my mind. I thought it would be waaaay more fun to bring you all back and maybe put you through a few more challenges!" These comments elicited groans and protests from the twenty-two teens, who wanted nothing to do with Chris and his crazy ideas.
"What if I told you that the first challenge involved you getting some moolah?" the loudspeaker asked. "How much?" someone asked. "Fifty bucks."
The teens rolled their eyes, although they were a tad bit interesting. "What's the catch?" Trent asked, followed by a few "Yeah"s from everyone.
"Good question! If you'll turn your attention to Chef, you'll see that he has a hat." All eyes scanned the resort, finding the big man standing near the grill holding a hat, as Chris had said.
"There are twenty two names in the hat. You will all go up and pick one. If you pick your own name, you will put it back and pick another. Once you have a name, you will receive your fifty dollars. Once everyone has their money, the interns will take you all to the mall, where you will buy a present for whoever you got. Everyone ready?" Everyone blinked and looked around. They hadn't exactly agreed to the challenge, but it didn't sound all that bad, either.
"It's the day after Christmas! Do you know how packed the mall is right now? How do you expect us to get anything done?" Heather scoffed, fiddling with her wig. [At the moment, her real hair looked as if she had gotten it cut Army style. She preferred the wig.]
"She's right, dude. It would be like, impossible to get anywhere in the mall." Geoff said with a frown. Being teenagers, they knew all to well that a busy mall was difficult to navigate. "And besides, everything worth buying is probably sold out." Courtney stated in a matter-of-factly tone.
"That's the point. If you still have the Christmas spirit, then you'll be willing to fight through the crowds and scrounge through the stores for the perfect gift!" Everyone looked at each other, silently thinking over the challenge that they had been given.
"C'mon guys, this is like the easiest challenge ever!" Owen laughed, walking over to Chef and his hat of names. He quickly pulled out a name and proceeded to one of the interns, who gave him his fifty dollars.
And as seen in the special finale, everyone stampeded towards Chef, hoping to pick the name of someone who would be easy to shop for. "Save that for the mall, everybody stand single file!" Chris ordered from the loudspeaker. Slowly, everyone shuffled and shoved their way into a line. Heather had made her way to the front of the line, and Izzy stood at the back of the line. [She'd be able to stand at the buffet longer.]
After the name picking, a few of the interns went around, giving everyone their fifty dollars. "Hey Chris, what happens if we don't spend all this?" Duncan asked with a grin, pocketing the money he had received. "Then you give what you don't spend back to me." Of course, Chris would never give them money without a catch.
"Alright you guys! You have five minutes to grab anything you might need to fight the masses, and then it's to the mall!"
Everyone looked around before stampeding off to where their stuff was stashed. Some had forgotten to bring some luggage home, while others had gotten the chance to grab some before the interns hauled them back to the island.
Only Lindsay remained, who frowned and looked down at her piece of paper. "Hey Chip, who's Bridgette?"