Total Drama Tweenland

Chapter 1- Fun-Sized Fun!

Hey everyone! This is my first Fanfic. It's dedicated to my bros BaconBaka and CragmiteBlaster! Hope you guys will like it.


The camera focuses on a small island in Muskoka, Ontario. The island is beautifully restored with some large cabins in the process of being finished up. On the re-modeled dock stands a petite young woman of about eighteen with long blonde hair that went to the end of her back, slightly touching her rear-end. She wore a black sleeveless top and pink sweatpants with pink heels. Her attention was currently on her compact mirror, where she was admiring her looks. Eventually, one of the camerapeople called for her attention, as they began to start filming.

Cameraman: Uh, Ms. Milton, we're on.

The blonde jumped in surprise, dropping her compact. She then turned to the Cameraman with a scowl.

?: Ugh, Hayden! You scared me half to death! And what did I tell you about that Ms. Milton crap? Just call me Dakota! Oh, wait, we're on? Oh sh-

We now see a cliché Please Stand By message on the screen for a moment or two. It cuts back to the island, with the blonde, now called Dakota, was standing proudly on the dock.

Dakota: Ah, much better. Hello, everyone! Welcome to the newest installment of Total Drama! And this time, the host is a much more suitable one. I HOPE YOU"RE ROTTING IN JAIL WHERE YOU BELONG, McLEAN! Anyway, I'm Dakota Milton, veteran player from season four, Total Drama: Revenge of the Island. After I wasn't contacted for All-Stars (lousy bastards), and my Sammy-kins didn't win (totally rigged), I begged for the spot of host. And they accepted after Daddy gave them all of that money. Tee-hee! Anyway, this season is something entirely new. We have a whole new cast of dynamic and amazing personalities. The twist? They're a bit different than the other competitors. They're tweens. Kids ages 10-12 auditioned from all over Canada, and 22 were lucky enough to get in! So who are they? What are their labels? And which of them will be the winner of the $250,000 prize? Find out on Total, Drama, TWEENLAND! Wow, that was fun no wonder Chris likes to do that so much.


(Now playing: I Wanna Be Famous)

We cut back to the dock, where Dakota finishes up her make-up.. She then turns to the camera, her smile as bright as ever.

Dakota: Welcome back, everyone! We're just getting ready to introduce the tweens. Oh, here's the first one!

Coming out of the boat is a bespecticaled girl of about 11, wearing a white Oxford shirt with a pink tie, a plaid skirt, purple leggings and pink flats. She was nervously twirling a random brunette lock.

Dakota: Here's contestant #1: Morgan, the Shy Girl! Say hi to the people out there!

Morgan: Oh, um, hello, ev-veryone. I-I'm Morgan.

She squeaks, and runs to the end of the dock, hiding behind her suitcase. Dakota frowns. She hoped to herself that the girl would come out of her shell. While this exchange was happening, another boat dropped off a boy around 12 years of age. He had lighter brown hair, green eyes and a cocky expression. He wore a green Polo shirt, with khackis and brown shoes.

Dakota: Tween #2: Bill, The Drama Starter! What are your thoughts on being here?

Bill: I'm not delighted as much as I should be, but then again, I knew I'd be picked for the contest, just like how I know I'll win.

He then strutted to the end of the dock, sending a wink to Morgan, who heavily blushed.

The third boat had a more happy face. That face had a head full of wild blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. He wore white jeans with brown shoes, a blue shirt, and a slightly over-sized leather jacket with a capital D on it's right breast.

Dakota: Here's a happy face, it's Tom, the Daredevil!

Tom: No applause, no applause, just throw money! But seriously, stoked to be here! Wait, you're Dakota! Why aren't you a mutant anymore?

Dakota: I got the surgery last summer.

Tom (slightly disappointed): Oh, ok.

The next boat had a black girl with dark red hair (presumably dyed), a heart-shaped tattoo and a hoop earring, wearing a black top like Dakota's, but with blue shorts. She had a mischivious look on her brown eyes.

Dakota: Hey, it's Sally, the Prankster. How are you?

Sally: Doing fine. Lovin' that top, by the way. (She discreetly puts on a joy buzzer as she walks down the dock and talks) What a great place, this is gonna be a beast summer! (Turns to Tom) Hey, white boy, up top!

Bill: Tom, wait-

He is too late as Tom is shocked. But instead of being angry or sad, he looked oddly amused, even, dare I say, happy.

Tom: Awesome! I live for the shocks!

Sally: Thanks!

Dakota: Here's the next boat, it's-

Sally: Wow, there's two of them!


Indeed there was. The two tweens in question appeared to be 12 years old. One was a boy, the other a girl. The boy was wearing a grey formal shirt, with a black vest and red tie, hos pants were black jeans, and had black shoes. Like Morgan, he wore glasses. The girl had a different attire. She wore a tye-dye shirt, jean shorts and was bare foot. Her brown hair was long and wild; his, short and neat. Her blue eyes had energy that had no end, while his had a more mature expression.

Dakota: here's one of our biggest twists. Twins competing for the prize! They're Simon, the Prodigy and River, the Free Spirit.

Simon: Salutations, my fellow contestants. My name is Simon Andrew Rhodes, this is my elder twin sibling River.

River: Whaaat's goin' on, my friends? Sorry 'bout my baby bro, he's new to the whole "friend" thing.

Simon: Now, how dare you! (River snickers)

Bill (deviously): Relax, we'll make sure Captain Spaz will be just fine. (The others glare at him) What?

Dakota: Anyway, this is Amber, the Normal One.

Amber wore a pink shirt with a smiley-face on it, white shorts and purple flip-flops.

Amber: Hi.

Dakota: Next is Joe, the Unlucky Kid.

True to form, Joe had tripped on his shoelaces, and landed on the dock, but appeared to be ok. He was an African-Canadian 10-year-old with a blue shirt designed like waves in the ocean, orange shorts and white sneakers. What stood out was the bandages around him.

River: Are you ok?

Joe: I'm fine, this happens a lot.

As the others help him to the end of the dock, another tween appeared. This one was a girl with some odd clothing choices. She wore a small green top with Daisy Duke shorts, and dark purple shoes. She had red hair in a ponytail, green eyes and a flirty expression. What stood out was that she was growing, uh, well, how do I put this?

Bill (stunned and slightly amazed): Whoa, nice boobs.

Ah, thank you Bill.

Sally (slapping Bill): Pervert!

And thank you too, Sally.

Sally: You're no better, mysterious voice!

Geez, lighten up.

Dakota: Guys, this is Kimmi, the Developing Girl.

Simon (Aside to River): Ah, yes, we could never have figured that out without you mentioning it.

River (giggling): Nice one.

Kimmi (pretending to sound coy): Hi, everyone. I hope that we can… be friends during our stay.

She walks with a light oomfh to her step, getting the guys' attention, and the girls' anger.

Dakota: Here's Candi, the Expy! Whatever that means.

Candi wore a brown t-shirt with red sleeves, orange shorts with violet trim, brown flip-flops, and a blue bandanna over her dark blonde hair. She gad bubbly blue eyes and a warm smile.

Candi: Hiiiii! I'm Candi. K-H-A-N-D-I-E.

Bill (coughs): Dumb blonde.

Candi (offended): Hey, I am too smart!

Dakota: Settle down kids, the next boat's arriving.


The next boat had a tanned, green-eyed blonde-haired girl. She wore a yellow shirt with a moon on it, a black skirt and brown shoes.

Dakota: It's Brittany, the popular Girl! 'Sup?

Brittany: Hi, Dakota. It's great to be here.

As she walked down the dock, one of the boys couldn't take his eyes off of her.

?: Wow, she's beautiful

Tom: Hey, Dakota, where are the other dudes at?

Dakota: Cool it, Tom, here comes one now.

The next tween, which was indeed a boy, had red hair and brown eyes with a relaxed look. He wore a cyan polo shirt and black jeans with red shoes.

Dakota: Say hi to Hunter, the Richest Kid in Town!

Bill: You're rich?

Amber: That's not fair.

Tom: Why are you here if you already have money?

Kimmi: Hey, I like a guy with deep pockets.

Hunter: Please, allow me to explain. I'm not here for the prize money, I'm here to

find a new way to spend my summer, honest!

Simon: So you decide to audition for Total Drama?

Hunter: Okay, not my smartest move, but nobody bats .1000.

River: I think we should give him a chance. Why should we hate our Earth-brother for his differences?

Simon: River's right. We should applaud Hunter for being brave enough to come out here.

Bill: Boo! Get off the soapbox!

Simon (confused): I beg your pardon?

Dakota: Come on, it's tome for the next tween: Enzo, The Wannabe Mobster!

Enzo wore a fedora that covered his hair, he had deeply-tanned skin. His black eyes gave off an intimidating aura. He wore a white shirt under an open black hoodie and ripped jeans.

Enzo (to Dakota, in a bad Brooklyn accent): Who ya' callin' "wannabe", dollface? (Turns to the others) Name's Enzo, the Don, the Big Cheese, the guy that if you mess with, you gonna' pay. Kapeesh?

No one bothered to answer, so Enzo took it as a "yes".

Dakota: Anyway, here's Tween fourteen, Clark, the Athlete.

Clark was a Latino-Canadian youth with big muscles for a 12-year-old. He wore a black muscle shirt with dark green shorts and blue shoes. He turned to the competition after giving Dakota a nod hello.

Clark: Yo, everyone. Name's Clark. I look forward to competing with you.


The next boat had a young Asian-Canadian glasses-wearing girl with a red shirt, brown shorts and black shoes. She had bright green eyes and strawberry-blonde hair.

Dakota: Meet Lorelei, the Nerdette.

Lorelei: Greetings.

She then put her stuff by Clark's. She then took out a manga entitled "Naoto" and started reading. Clark took notice of Lorelei, and sat next to her.

Clark: Hey, I'm Clark. Nice book, what's it about.

Lorelei: Sorry, I don't associate with meat-heads.

The others were shocked at this rudeness. Morgan then tried scolding Lorelei for her attitude. Key word here is "try".

Sally: Shut up, mysterious voice!

Morgan: T-that wasn't v-v-very nic-ce.

Lorelei (indifferent): Oh, well. They're all the same, anyway.

?: Oh, I agree.

The voice came from another female. This one wore a white shirt that had the symbol for "male" in a circle with a diagonal line through it. She also wore a red skirt and red shoes. Her hair was black and in pigtails and she had blue eyes.

Dakota: And here's Claudette, the Feminista.

Claudette: Ah, yes, Dakota. How are you? And what of your pet?

Dakota: My pet?

Claudette: That fat, disgusting, lazy slob you call Samuel.

Tom (ticked): Oi! You've got guts, girl! Saying those things…Why don't you come say those to my fist? I bet he'd really like to hear it.

Claudette: Typical male reaction, thinking violence will solve your problems.

Enzo: Typical goil reaction: Naggin', lot's of it, too.

Claudette (outraged): Why, you…!

Dakota (hastily): And here's Garrett, the Artist.

Garrett had blonde hair and brown eyes, He wore a smock that covered his black shirt and brown pants.

Garrett: Hey, it's Garrett, future world-famous artist.

Morgan: C-c-can I see som-m-me of your work?

Garrett: Of course,

Morgan: M-m-morgan-n.

Garrett: That's a nice name.

Morgan (blushes): T-thank you.


Dakota: Hey, all, this is Logan, the Clueless Charmer.

Immediately, almost all of the girls swoon over the boy in front of them. He had long neck-length black hair, a slightly-muscular body and deep blue eyes. He wore torn grey jeans, and an unbuttoned dress shirt. Most of the guys glared jealously. Ass the girls screamed for him to date/marry them, and the guys continued looking angrily at him, Logan turned to Dakota.

Logan (oblivious to all of the attention): Hi, Dakota. Thanks for letting me in.

Dakota: Well, technically that was the casting people, but a compliment's a compliment.

Logan walked to the guys, but most of them turned away. Hunter and Simon, however, did not.

Hunter: Don't worry about them, they'll get to know you soon enough.

Logan: I hope so. What did I do for them to not like me?

Simon: I believe it is because of your ability to naturally attract members of the opposite sex without any or all failure. A rather heinous way to judge someone, in my own opinion.

Logan (not understanding a word Simon said): Uh, thanks, I guess.

Simon: You are most welcome.

The next boat contained a girl with an arrogant look about her. She wore a white sleeveless top with a purple skirt, and purple heels. Her white hair was in a ponytail, and her black eyes gave off a haughty attitude.

Dakota: Say hello to Diamond, the Princess.

Amber: Hello!

Diamond: Ugh, such low-life garbage. I can't wait until I triumph over you un-wealthy abominations.

Hunter: Hey, I'm probably richer than you are! But at least I'm nice to people.

Diamond: So you pity these riff-raff?

Hunter: No! I actually like them.

Diamond (scoffs): Then you're just as bad as the rest of this lot, if not worse.

While this was going on, Sally snuck up behind Diamond, and put a kick me sigh on her back, then slipped away without notice. While she walked by Bill, he took notice of the sign and gladly followed through.

Diamond: OW! How dare you!

Dakota: Here's Zach, the Champion!

Zach, like Diamond had an arrogant demeanor. He had green hair in a pompadour (the hairstyle Groose from Skyward Sword wears), and brown eyes. He wore an orange shirt, black shorts, and black shoes. He grinned as he got off of the boat.

Zach (to no one in particular): Ah, Camp Wawanawkwa. I've dreamed of coming here since the show began. More specifically, me coming here and winning. (to the contestants) Of course, since I win at everything, you should get back on the boat now while you still have the chance.

The others stayed silent.

Zach (glares) : Don't say I didn't warn you.


The presumed second-to-last boat contained a slightly timid-looking girl.

Dakota: This is Marcia, the Crybaby.

Candi: Hey, that isn't nice.

Dakota: No, that's literally what's on there.

Candi: Uh, I can't seeit, this handwriting ios kinda poor.

Dakota (calm, but annoyed): Go back with the others. (Candi complies)

Marcia: Oh, I'm so scared. I don't know if I can do this.

Sally: Nonsense, girl! Just stick with me, and you'll be fine in no time.

What Sally didn't know was that Marcia was thinking something far different than what she was saying.

"Stupid girl, she fell for it! Hook, line and sucker! Heh heh heh, this'll be a fun summer indeed."

While the tweens were talking, Dakota got a message from her phone.

Dakota: Kids, listen up! I have some bad news. The last contestant is having problems getting out of his home country, so he'll be a little behind. Yes, Simon?

Simon: Where's he from?

Dakota: Japan.

The kids ooh'd. A foreigner was going to compete with them. Even if he was going to be a few rounds late.


Another boat pulled up revealing another teenager. He was tall, but chubby, wearing a yellow sweater vest, and cargo shorts. He was in the middle of playing a video game.

?: Oh, yeah! New high score! Take that, Scott and Brick!

Dakota (running at full force, and screaming happily): SSSAAAAMMM! (glomps)

The man was Dakota's boyfriend of two years, fellow Total Drama veteran, Samuel "Sam" Redmond.

Sam: Dakota! (The two kiss passionately to the happiness of some tweens and disgust of the others)

The two break apart, then Sam addresses the kids.

Sam: What's up, guys? I'm Sam, I'll be helping Dakota out with the show. I bet you're all hungry. Let's go eat! (The tweens all cheer and quickly follow Sam away to the Mess Hall off-screen)

We then cut to Dakota, who's standing at the dock by herself.

Dakota: So that's our tweens, well, most of them. Stay tuned for more as we reveal the teams and the first challenge. This is Dakota Milton, signing out on Total… Drama… Tweenland!


And that's it. I know Script isn't exactly liked, but it's what I'm comfortable with at the moment. So if there's anything you want to tell me, be it praise, hatred or Constructive Criticism, review!

Also, I forgot to say this earlier, but I do not own Total Drama or its characters, they belong to Teletoon. The OCs that appear here, unless otherwise stated belong to me.

Ja ne, see you soon!

- Brian