A/N: Aaand here it is! Enjoy!

(Nameless Panda, Anders is a great character, though rather stereotypical. It's fine in TD, but if you were to incorporate him in an actual storyline, I would give him some more human traits, like perhaps instead of just being nerdy he's super funny, or something like that. :) )


(Theme Song)

"Wow, this place is so much nicer than it looked in the photo." Chris Mclean marveled at the island he called Faretopia. The pristine white sand, glowing green trees, and the tall volcanic mountain in the center of it all. At the back were cliffs and caves that overlooked the ocean, along with a castle off to the side, complete with moat and all. At the back of the castle were first-class cabins for the winning teams, and at the edge of the forest were the dingy loser cabins, not too far from first-class. And the highest two rooms in the castle were where Chris and Chef themselves would stay. And then there was about thirty acres of free land where he could set up things he needed for the challenges.

"Looks better than the other islands," Chef Hatchet groaned under the weight of all the luggage he was carrying. "Where do you want me to set this up?"

"Right here would be purr-fect." Chris pointed to a spot on the sand near the dock of the island, and Chef started setting up an umbrella-and-beach-towel-stand, complete with a coconut drink and cocktail parasol.

"When are these people arriving, anyway?" Chef dumped the luggage on the sand after he stuck the lime green umbrella down.

"They should be arriving now." Chris sat down on a lounge chair. "But I'm in no hurry."

"That's too bad," Chef said, pointing far out into the sea, "Because here comes the first person."

Chris squinted out into sea, where he could see a squealing american girl, with shining chestnut hair and a shimmering pink dress. There was tons of luggage behind her, and she was twirling around like it was her birthday. When the retriever boat docked, she jumped down and ran up to Chris, the luggage being dumped out on the sand behind her. The boat sped away.

"Chris Mclean!" The girl ran up to the host of the show and threw her arms around him. "I am so excited to be here!"

"And we're excited to have you," Chris said, peeling the girl off him. "You must be Evianna."

"Oh my gosh! You know my name!"

"Um, yeah. You're one of our contestants. Anyway, you can stand behind the umbrella for now…"

"Who's going to get my luggage?" Evianna asked, batting her eyelashes.

Chris narrowed his eyes. "You are."

It was only a few more minutes before the next two contestants came on. One was a guy with blond hair and blue eyes, sporting black glasses. and the other had brown hair and green eyes, and was dressed like he was ready for work. A white button down shirt, jeans, and a red tie.

"Ah," Chris said. "Two more."

"Hi, my name is Anders Dahl, and I am psyched to be on your show!" The boy with glasses jumped off from the boat and walked up to Chris, a simple backpack slung over his shoulder.

"And I am psyched to tell you to go and wait by the umbrella with Ms. Popstar." Chris pointed to where Evianna was standing. "Ah, and you must be Markus."

"You can call me Mark," the other boy looked anxious and nervous, carrying two big bags in each hand. "Is this the right place?"

"Faretopia? Yes. But you're not by the green umbrella, so...not the right place."

"Is this Total Drama: Happily Ever After?"

Chris rolled his eyes. "No. It's Friends. Just go stand by the umbrella."

So, muttering to himself, Mark took a spot next to Evianna and Anders.

"Since we have three people here already, I'm going to go ahead and tell you where the confessionals are going to be." Chris turned and pointed in the middle of the loser cabins and the winner cabins. "Since we don't have enough cameras to have confessionals in different places, and the castle is only for me and Chef and challenges, we set up a building in the middle of both sets of cabins. There is where we will meet sometimes, and there are the loos where you shall spill the true feelings in your heart."

Evianna clapped her hands excitedly.

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Evianna: (poking camera screen) "Is this thing on? Yeah? Okay. Anyway, I've seen all the seasons of Total Drama, and I know that the confessionals are so dra-ma-tic! After all, it's where Gwen and Duncan shared their first kiss." sighs

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Anders: "This is pretty cool! I always imagined how it would feel to be on TD, and now I know! Is it normal to feel like there are snakes crawling up your back? Wait a second…" (turns to look at back) "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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Mark: "I really hope Chris was kidding about the whole 'Friends' thing. I mean, how embarrassing would it be to get put onto the wrong show, right?" (laughs nervously)

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Anders: "EVERYONE KNOWS THE CROTALUS CERASTES IS VENOMOUS! AHH!"

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Next came three more people. The first was a bulky, African American guy with a large bag slung across his chest. The second was an Asian girl with bright purple hair and bangs, and third was another blond guy, wearing a black hoodie and red sneakers.

"Jordan!" Chris greeted the African American dude with a fist bump. "Saraphina." He tried to wave at the purple-haired girl, but she just said, "It's Sara," back.

And then Chris grinned at the boy in the hoodie. "Brent! Here to boost my ratings?"

Brent nodded back. "You know it." Then he joined the other five people behind the umbrella.

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Brent: "Man, I was hoping for some competition, but these people look like the most gullible people on the face of the Earth! A fashionable diva, a stressed workaholic, a nerd kid, a depressed dude, an impassive Asian girl, and me. Man, I got this in the bag!"

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Sara: So far, there's only one person I see as a threat, and that's Brent. Time to make an alliance. I'll take him down later.

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"Hi, I'm Sara." Sara smiled at the boy in the black hoodie.

"I'm Brent." He sported a sarcastic smile.

"It's cool to be here, huh?" She looked back out to the dock, where the boat was coming in with two more people.

He didn't respond.

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Sara: Rude! I don't want to be friends with this guy anymore! I hate people who leave me in uncomfortable situations!

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It was hard to see that there were two people on the boat, because the person in front took up most of the space. She had long golden hair, and was tall with bright, sky blue eyes. She was wearing what looked like designer clothing, that was pretty revealing. She had brought with her more luggage than even Evianna. Shunted off to the back was a boy with messy blond hair and tanned skin. He looked kind of like a punk, with a black shirt, grey skull hat, and black neckerchief. He only had one bag.

"Ah, and here is our royal contestant!" Chris clasped his hands as the girl with long hair hopped off the boat and her luggage was dropped down. "Princess Lzzy!"

"Princess Elizabeth III of England, if you will. It's nice meeting you, Chris." She flipped her hair and stalked up with the rest of the group, as the punk kid jumped down.

"Ah. And if it isn't my favorite camera-demolisher, Zachery." Chris high-fived the boy.

"I trust my brother is with you?" Zachery said, throwing his bag into the sand.

Chris furrowed his eyebrows. "Something like that."

"CHRIS!"

"Haha, just kidding. Chef said he's on this island...somewhere. That doesn't mean we'll let you see him, though. By the lime green umbrella, please."

Grumbling, Zachery kicked his heels as he walked, sending sand flying everywhere.

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Zachery: "Chris better not be lying. I'll have to find my brother somewhere in between the challenges. When I make it into the first-class cabins—and I will—I'll have to find a way to sneak into the castle. Which is probably where Chris and Chef will be staying. Right now, though, I have to size up my opponents."

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Lzzy: "This is going to be much easier than I thought! These people have no idea what's coming for them. I just have to start small—I have to find the easiest person to kick out first. And right now, that person is looking like Markus Fang."

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Lzzy cleared her throat and leaned towards Mark. "You look like a formidable opponent. A handsome one, too."

Mark looked startled. "Y-you think?"

Lzzy nodded her head. "I really hope we're on the same team."

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Mark: "Wow. Princess Elizabeth seems really nice. M-maybe we could be friends. Wait...she could be fooling me, though! What if she is? Should I take the chance? This is hard!"

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The boat came in with three girls this time. One had brown hair, and was wearing a red tank top with black shorts, carrying two bags. Another had golden curls and vivid teal eyes, carrying two bags also. And the third girl was African American, with hair bleached yellow and an enormous bag on her back. Yet, she had a wide smile on her face.

"You must be Namira," Chris said to the girl in the red tank top.

"It's Nakayla," she said. "Namira is someone else. Get your facts straight, Chris. It's your show."

"Right, sorry," he said, grinning. "And Amanda, is it?"

"Yes," the girl with the teal eyes said. "It is. Thanks for having me on your show."

"My pleasure. Hey, I like your necklace, by the way." Chris tried to reach out for the locket around Amanda's neck, but she quickly batted his hand away. "Don't touch it."

Chris put his hands up in surrender. "Sorry." He then turned to the last girl. "And Valentina, the librarian, is it?"

"Nope," Valentina said, hopping down from the dock as the boat sped away, "Just a literature enthusiast. My bag here is full of books."

Chris frowned. "Don't you have any, I don't know, clothes in there?"

"Maybe a pair or two, I'm not sure."

With a weird look on his face, Chris directed Valentina to his umbrella, where the other ten people were standing. She happily skipped off.

Three more people came on the next boat, two girls and a boy. The boy had black spiky hair and green eyes, along with a batman shirt and a smile.

"You must be Logan," Chris said with a half-smile. "The Batman enthusiast."

"Yep. And you must be Chris Mclean, the host of Total Drama—"

"—Happily Ever After," Chris finished. "Go stand by the umbrella. And this must be Namira." He gestured to a girl with dirty blond hair and blood red eyes, carrying a small-ish bag and an IPad.

"That's me," Namira said happily. "I'm here for Total Drama!"

"You came to the right place," Chris said. Then he turned to the remaining girl. "And Chrysanthemum?"

"You can call me Chrissie," she said in a soft, whispery voice. She looked pretty odd: Raven black hair, one green eye and one blue eye, skinny and bony, and Chinese. She wore an indigo sweater, green shorts, a blue beanie, framed black glasses, and blue flats with yellow socks. She had a backpack, and a small canvas bag to carry.

"Right. Chrissie. You can go join your friends by the umbrella."

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Chrissie: "Technically they're not my friends yet. I'm not even sure they'd want to be. Most people think I'm weird and in love with animals." (pulls chameleon out of bag) "Hi, Mister Skittles."

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Logan: " I can't wait to make some friends here. These people look friendly."

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The boat came back with one boy this time. He was Spanish, with black spiky hair and brown eyes, carrying one big bag and a small bag.

"You must be Ricardo," Chris said.

"That's me. Hola, everyone." Ricardo turned to the people standing behind the umbrella. No one responded, if you exclude Valentina waving enthusiastically.

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Ricardo; "Aaand, cue the awkward silence and standing around. Why does that always have to happen to me?"

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Next from the boat came a pale girl with stark black hair and red eyes. She was wearing all black and was carrying one black bag. She jumped off of the boat, and Chris immediately swung an arm around her like they were old friends. "Ah, and this is my best friend Rosetta!"

"I'm not your best friend." Rosetta said, pushing away from him. "I'm here for Total Drama."

"You've come to the right place!" Chris beamed at the group of people standing by the umbrella. When Rosetta went over there, everyone took an instinctive step away from her. When she turned to look at them, they all screamed.

Chef chuckled from behind his magazine. "I like that girl."

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Rosetta: "I have no idea why they'd ever be afraid of me. It's like they've never seen a goth before. Anyway, fear is good. It'll help me win."

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"And here come our final two contestants." Chris waved at the boat as two more boys hopped off. The first was a Latino American guy with a black buzz cut and emerald colored eyes. He had a bag slung over one shoulder and a menacing look in his eyes.

"Hey, Sam," Chris raised a hand for a high-five and Sam reluctantly obliged. "By the umbrella, please.

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Sam: "I had a bad morning. My brother was being an idiot as I was trying to leave, and I got really mad. I've been trying to control my temper ever since. (takes deep breaths) "Must not knock anyone out."

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And the very last boy had a brown buzz cut, almost hidden under a baseball cap. He was American, with blazing red eyes and wore a white tank top with a red and black neckerchief.

Chris was gritting his teeth so hard, there were stress lines near his jaws. "And Joe. It's a pleasure to have you."

"It's a pleasure that you had me." Joe was pretty tall, with a deep voice. He clapped Chris on the back and went to go stand by the umbrella.

"Alright," Chris said, recovering himself. "Everyone is here! I suppose you've had a chance to make friends?"

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Lzzy: "Mark and I are getting closer and closer! We'd better be on the same team so I can get him to vote off other people."

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Amanda: "I don't know who I can trust. Maybe when we form our groups I'll find someone. That Chrissie girl looks nice, but...you can never be too sure around here."

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"Let's start our tour of the island, Faretopia." Chris said. "Chef, be a dear and put all of my stuff in the castle."

Chef groaned, but Chris ignored him and started walking towards the back of the castle. When they reached, the back, they saw one large, metal cabin.

"This is the winner cabin, the cabin for the winners of each challenge. They may not look like much from the outside, but inside is their true beauty." Chris kicked open the door to reveal a long, black marble dining table with golden chairs. Waiters stood at every other chair.

"There are stairs inside that lead to two bedrooms upstairs, each with three beds, so three of you will have to sleep together," Chris said. "Not so bad, eh?"

Then they walked away from the winner cabin, towards the forest at the center of the island. After about five minutes of walking, a little ways away from the forest, they reached a navy blue building.

"This is where we will sometimes meet to start challenges, and also where you will do your confessionals. In the bathroom at the back."

Namira frowned. "But aren't there bathrooms in the other cabins?"

Chris grinned widely. "Nope."

The whole group groaned.

Chris shrugged and kept walking. "The only bathroom is in this building, which we call, 'The Grave.'"

Valentina shuddered. "The Grave? That's a horrid name!"

"Exactly. Now, move along." They kept walking, and soon made it to the very edge of the forest, where a two, tall wooden cabins stood , ten feet apart.

"These, my friends, are the loser cabins. The two losing teams will have one cabin to themselves." Chris kicked open the door of the first cabin, this time to reveal a badly cut wooden table and unstable wooden chairs. There were flies everywhere, and a frog was trilling by the window.

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Joe: "I have made a pact to never lose. There is no way someone as bold and great as me would have to sleep in such a monstrosity."

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Amanda: (shudders) "Augh, mosquitoes!"

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"The stairs lead to two upstairs bedrooms, where three of you will sleep together, blah blah blah. But I encourage you to watch your step on the stairs." Chris cackled. "They may not be sturdy."

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Ricardo: "The critters can be taken care of. But the building…" (shakes head violently and fake-retches)

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"Are we going to get separated into groups, or what?" Brent said impatiently.

"Actually, I was just about to get to that," Chris said. "We are about to start our first challenge. You see those cliffs up there?" He pointed to the cliffs at the other end of the forest. "Your goal is to be the first person to make it to the finish line at the top."

"What?" Several people chorused.

Chris nodded. "Yep. The first six people to get up there will make up the first team, and so forth. But I want three girls and three boys on a team, so if there are more, we'll have to move you to another team. Capish?"

Sighing, the contestants nodded.

"And this challenge has absolutely nothing to do with fairy tales, mostly because Chef and I just got here and didn't have enough time to set it up."

"Wait, is this an elimination challenge?" Sam asked, frowning.

Chris shook his head. "Nope. It's a reward challenge. You guys just got here!"

"Then where are we going to keep our bags?" Chrissie set her lizard down on the ground.

"In the loser cabins. It's where you guys will be sleeping tonight."

Everyone groaned this time.

"Except for the winning team. They get to sleep in the winner cabin."

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Jordan: "I am not going to be on the losing team. No way. Uh-un."

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Nakayla: "I got this in the bag! I used to be on the national soccer team!"

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Lzzy: "I rock at taekwondo!" (busts out a few kicks) "Other people better not get in my way!"

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"In the forest you will find several minor challenges that test both your physical and mental ability." Chris had finished drawing a line in the dirt, and all eighteen contestants lined up behind it.

"On your mark, get set...GO!"

And everyone ran off. But, shortly after starting, they came across the first challenge: a ten-foot high brick wall.

"Pfft. Easy! Is that all you got?" Joe easily jumped it and kept running, followed closely by Sam, Zachery, Nakayla, Amanda, and a few others.

"Hey! Lzzy! Can you help?" Mark called up to Elizabeth, who was at the top of the wall.

She frowned.

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Lzzy: He's super annoying. Maybe I should've made an alliance with someone else. Like that smart one. Andrew, was it?"

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Soon, everyone had made it to the other side except for Evianna.

"Ugh! How am I supposed to go over without ruining my dress! And my nails!" Evianna wailed.

Chris, who was floating along on a hoverboard, shrugged. "This is a reality TV show. Figure something out!" With that, he zoomed off.

So, after four long, dramatic sighs, Evianna bunched up her dress and started climbing up a tree to get over the wall.

Further ahead, Joe had made it to the next obstacle. It was a huge screen with a question on it. The question was:

What organelle separates the chromosomes from the cytoplasm in a cell?

"Crap!" Joe said angrily.

"Wrong answer. Try again." A computerized voice said.

"No, that wasn't my answer!"

"Wrong answer. Try again." By now, the people behind him had caught up.

"What's the...holdup?" Amanda huffed.

"This stupid question! I can't get past!" A crowd had started to form.

"Wait! I know it!" Anders made his way to the front and yelled, "Nucleus!"

"Correct. You may pass."

Joe looked mildly surprised. "Not bad, kid." Then he ran off.

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Anders: "Wow! I think Joe may like me a little! And Joe doesn't like anyone!"

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The next obstacle was a huge wall of dense vines that they couldn't climb over. Brent was the second one to get there, after Joe.

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Brent: "I've seen a few seasons of TD, and I know how dramatic it can get with alliances and relationships and stuff. Maybe it's time I add something of my own."

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While pushing against the wall of greenery with Joe, Brent turned to see the first girl that came to the wall.

Saraphina. Great.

"Um, hey," he said to her as she started kicking the wall. "How's it going?"

She glared at him but didn't respond.

He his lip. "Look, I'm sorry I ignored you before. If that's why you're mad?"

She sighed. "I don't like rude people."

"Okay, then, let's start over. Hi, I'm Brent."

She smiled. "I'm Saraphina."

"But you liked to be called Sara?"

"Oh my gosh, how did you know?"

"Is that sarcastic?"

"No."

"Okay, that was definitely sarcastic."

As they kept laughing up front, Total Drama was raging in the back.

In a line, Sam, Amanda, Nakayla, Zachery, Ricardo, and Jordan were running.

"You think Chris is going to kill us by the end of this challenge?" Ricardo asked between breaths.

"Maybe you guys, but I've got a little something called stamina." Zachery had to jump over a fallen branch.

"It's not like you're any better than us, though." Nakayla said.

"Mmhmm," was all he said.

"Um, guys?" Jordan pointed. "Giant wall of vines up ahead!"

So, naturally, they joined Joe, Brent, Anders and Saraphina by trying to take down the wall. But one person noticed that nothing was working.

Jordan was at the very edge of the wall and noticed a small space in between it and the other, thorny trees. If he could wedge past them without his shirt being ripped apart, he could make it first to the cliffs.

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Jordan: "I know Anders is supposed to be the smart one, but seriously? How did everyone else not notice this?"

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So, making sure that no one was looking, he shoved through the small opening, walked a few uncomfortable steps, and made it to the other end, just as a few more people started kicking the wall.

He was rejoicing being the first one across, until he saw a pair of red eyes staring at him.

"Hi, Rosetta," he said nervously. Did this girl have secret vampire powers? Because he did not want to be pummeled by them.

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Rosetta: "Huh. I was wondering when another person would get across. Jordan has great strengths in many areas. It would be good to make an alliance with him. And not a fake one; a real one."

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While that was playing out at the front, at the very back were people still running. A line consisted of Logan, Namira, Chrissie, Valentina, Lzzy, and Mark.

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Chrissie: "People usually think I'm weird and stupid. They may be right about the weird, but I know how TD works. You've got to make friends to help you vote off other people. And I know just the person."

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"So, Valentina, I heard you like books?"

Valentina nodded enthusiastically. "Every one I come across. Why, do you like them too?"

Chrissie smiled. "Are you kidding? I love them!"

"Oh my goodness! Do you like Shel Silverstein!"

"Of course! I love his poems about animals. Whoops!" Chrissie tripped on a stray branch. Valentina stopped to help her up.

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Chrissie: "Yep. Trust gained. This is gonna be great!"

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Meanwhile, Namira was checking her IPad every two seconds while running.

"And my story finally got 100 reviews on ! Can you believe it!"

"No," Logan said, rather boredly.

"Me neither! Along with 40 likes on Instagram, and a million hits on YouTube!"

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Logan: (rubbing temples) "God, that girl is eating my head. This is a reality TV show! Check your status later!"

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"And did I mention that you're really handsome?" Lzzy batted her eyelashes at Mark.

"W-wow. No one's ever told me that before."

"Really? Because it's totally true."

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Mark: "Is she using me? Probably. But it's always best to play along. Maybe I can get her to vote off other people for me. But what if she votes for me? What if I get kicked off first?!" (starts hyperventilating)

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Chris and Chef were waiting at the top of the cliffs, waiting for everyone to gather at the bottom. So far, only a few had made it, but Chris couldn't tell who it was because they were so high.

"You think they died out there?" Chef asked casually.

"Nah. Unless any of them are allergic to poison ivy, no."

Chef blinked. "Wait. There is poison i-"

"Look! Here come some more people!"

Soon, what looked like eighteen people had gathered at the base of the cliff.

"Are you sure that's eighteen?" Chef asked.

"More or less." Chris grabbed his megaphone. "Congratulations on making it alive. We're about to throw down ropes for you to climb up. Eighteen ropes, so one for each person. No climbing until I say go, unless you want to be thrown into a shark pit."

After all the ropes had been thrown down, Chris readied his megaphone. "GO!"

And they all started climbing. But little did they know, Chris had some more surprises in for them.

"Did you ready the exploding boulders?" Chris asked Chef, and Chef pointed to a spot at the edge of the cliff where at least twenty five boulders lay. Chris walked over and kicked one of them. "Oops!"

He could hear screams and panicked shouts coming from below, and chuckled.

About ten minutes and twenty exploding boulders later, the first people started to come up and cross the finish line.

"Aaand the first person up is Brent! Then Sam, then Jordan, and now we need three ladies to make the first team... Saraphina, Nakayla, and Amanda! You guys make up the winning team! Congratulations!"

The six cheered, as more people started coming up.

"And the next team is made up of...Logan! Joe, Anders...and then the ladies...Namira! Chrissie! And Valentina! Sorry you guys, you'll be sleeping in the loser cabins tonight."

They groaned.

"And the last team is...Ricardo! Zachery! And Mark! And the last three ladies are Lzzy, Rosetta, and...wait, who's missing?"

They all looked around in confusion, counting heads and trying to remember names, until a wheezing voice from the edge of the cliff said, "I'm...here..."

Evianna dragged herself onto the cliff, hair tangled and full of rocks, dress ripped and stained, nails chipped and cracked, and scratches on her arms and legs.

"Ooh, that looks like it hurts." Chris said. "You should probably try and find some ointment...in the loser cabin!"

"Aw...man..." She puffed.

"Okay, teams! You have two minutes to come up with a team name that you have to keep for the whole show. So choose wisely!"

It was a few minutes, before the winning team chanted, "Team Magic!"

"Team Magic, the winning team!" Chris said, getting on his hoverboard.

The second team wasn't sure of what to call themselves. They were arguing about it, until Valentina said loudly, "Ooh! How about Team Tinkerbell!"

"Team Tinkerbell it is!" Chris said, as half the team groaned and yelled at Valentina.

The third team didn't seem to be sure, but they finally agreed on, "Team Thunder!"'

"Great names, teams, however I think they are super lame. Not my choice, though. You can jump into the ocean and swim back to shore, then take a walk to your designated cabins."

"Wait, Chris!" Anders said. "Wasn't this supposed to be a reward challenge!"

"Oh, right! I almost forgot. Chef!" Chef handed Chris three different watches.

"Team Magic, since you won, here is your watch." It was an old, tattered leather watch that read 2:00 P.M.

"Team Tinkerbell, here is your watch." Chris handed them a shiny, silver watch that read 2:10.

"And finally, Team Thunder, for being the last team to make it to the cliffs, here is your watch." Chris handed them a thick golden watch, with ornate clock hands that read 2:20.

"Ugh, how come we get the old watch?" Nakayla complained.

"Forget that, why do we need the watches?" Zachery asked. "I already have a—" he held up his wrist to find it bare. "What? Where did my watch go?"

"Pfft," Namira said. "I can just check my—WHERE'S MY IPAD?"

"Sorry folks." Chris had an evil smile on his face. "Chef took away all of your items that had the ability to tell time. But don't worry—he's keeping them in safe custody." He pointed to Chef, who had all of their electronic belongings in a metal case. He threw it behind him, and they could faintly hear it plop into the ocean.

"Great going," Rosetta muttered.

"I have a question?" Anders said. "If we were all going to climb up the cliff at the same time, how did it matter who got through the forest first?"

Chris sighed. "More time to catch your breath, more time to socialize, bla bla bla! Now jump!"

A few brave people jumped in, but some people had their doubts.

Saraphina looked nervously over the edge.

"What, afraid of heights?" Brent asked, not unkindly.

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Brent: "I'm really hitting it off with Sara. Hopefully she never realizes that none of my feelings are real."

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Sara: "Brent is nicer than I first thought. Maybe we could be friends. Maybe."

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When everyone had finally jumped in, walked to their cabins, taken a shower and changed, they grabbed their bags and settled down.

Team Magic was enjoying the winner cabin. They decided that the three girls and the three boys would sleep together in a bedroom, since there were only two.

"That was fun," Amanda said, hopping on her bed.

"I guess," Nakayla said. "But what did that mad goose chase have to do with fairy tales? I thought this was called Total Drama: Happily Ever After for a reason?"

"Chris said they didn't have enough time to set up the stuff. He gave us a watch, though," Sara wrung her purple hair out , splashing water everywhere.

"Who has the watch, by the way?" Amanda frowned.

"Sam, I think. No one will want to go near him because I heard he gets angry really easily." Nakayla said.

In the other bedroom…

"That was great! I can't believe we won! Well, I won." Brent propped his feet on the footboard of a bed.

"We're a team now," Jordan said. "We're in this together."

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Brent: "But keep in mind that we have to vote each other off in the end. Haha, yes!"

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"Why do you think Chris gave us this watch?" Sam twirled the old leather timepiece on his finger. "All three of the clocks had different times on them. Why do you think Chris gave us the one that the earliest time?"

"I don't know, man." Jordan lay on his bed. "We were the winning team. Maybe the clock has magic powers?"

"Doubt it," Brent said.

Back in one of the loser cabins, Team Tinkerbell decided on the same thing; three boys in a bedroom and three girls.

"I'm sorry Chef took your IPad away, Namira." Chrissie was trying to comfort Namira, who had nothing to do.

"It's fine. I'll just have to tell all my fans about TD when it's over."

"Until then, you can try reading some books." Valentina had a thick book opened up on her pillow.

"I guess," Namira said.

In the other bedroom, Joe was angry.

"How could we lose? How could I lose?"

"It's fine," Anders said nervously. "We'll be sure to win the next challenge. After all, we do have a one out of three chance..."

"We'll do fine. We got a nicer watch." Logan pointed to the silver timepiece on his nightstand.

"Let's hope so," Joe said.

And in the last cabin, Team Thunder was actually trying to work together.

"We got the best watch, even though we were the last people to come up the cliff." Ricardo was thinking. "Why?"

"It's shiny." Evianna said. She insisted that she be the one to wear it, because it matched the sequined golden top she was wearing.

"There has to be something bad about it," Rosetta said. "Otherwise we wouldn't have gotten it."

"But the only other thing different about it is the time." Zachery said. "What does it mean?"

"Maybe we were supposed to get a different one," Mark said anxiously. "What if Chris gave us the wrong watch?"

"Stop worrying," Lzzy said. "We'll be fine, and we'll be sure to win the next challenge."

(static)

Lzzy: "But if we get last place, I'll be sure to make Mark vote for that Evianna girl. She's just slowing us down."

(static)

Chris sat with Chef inside the castle, roasting marshmallows in the handsome fireplace under the TV in their rooms.

"Well, that wasn't fun at all," Chris complained. "No one got hurt."

Chef shrugged. "At least the next challenge will be fun."

Chris laughed. "Yep. Wait to see what havoc I have to wreak next week, on Total...Drama...Happily Ever After!"

A/N: Dang that took forever to write! So the next challenge may or may not take longer to write, I don't know. If I didn't use your character that much in this episode, I'll be sure to use them more in the next one. Thanks for reading! Bie!