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"Last time on Total...Drama... Screen Stealers vs. Underdogs," Chris boomed, "We split the returning campers up into their teams. Unlikely friendships are blossoming! Old enemies are still stirring up drama! And everyone is ready for the first challenge of the season!"
*the camera panned to the baseball diamond, where the contestants are waiting*
"Now, we're bringing you a baseball game spiced up with a little heat! Who will hit a home run? Who will strike out? Who will catch on fire? Find out right here, right now on Total... Drama... Screen Stealers vs. Underdogs!" Chris said, flashing his grin.
*theme song plays, camera follows Chris to the dugouts*
"Awesome!" Tyler yelled. "I love baseball!"
"I've said it once, and I'll say it again. Sports are not my forte," Noah added, eyes not moving from his book.
"I don't care! Because you're all going to be playing!" Chris interjected. "We're playing a short game, because we're on a schedule, people! Anyway, one team will bat, one team will go on the field. Three outs in an inning, three strikes and you're out. The winning team will win a special reward, and the losing team will send someone home."
"Ooh, Izzy likes baseball! One time someone was mean to Izzy, so they played baseball together and they got to be the ball! It was so fun!" Izzy said excitedly.
"Er, nice. The one ever so crucial little tiny detail that I forgot to mention..." Chris said, to a chorus of groans, "The balls will be lot on fire! So hit it, and you're golden. Miss , and you're on fire! Also, the bats are made out of wood, so you might wanna find a way to handle that."
"What happens if we catch on fire?" Courtney asked. "If I do, I'm so suing you."
"Tight contracts this season, Court," Chris said with a grin.
Courtney pouted, then turned her back to Chris and typed furiously on her PDA.
"Teams to the dugouts!" he called, and the Stealers and Underdogs broke into their respective teams and walked to the benches.
*the camera pans to the Underdogs's dugout*
"So are any of you actually good at sports?" Eva asked, putting on one of the gloves hanging on the wall.
"I can surf," Bridgette said weakly.
"I can dance!" Leshawna added.
"Unfortunately, that's not gonna help us here," Eva growled.
CONFESSIONAL: EVA
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Eva: My strategy is to make friends, as difficult as it is. I just need to control myself. I've had anger issues in the past, but I'm doing better. It's just hard to keep it together on a team full of twigs and pansies.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
"Um, Eva?" Tyler asked. "I'm good at sports."
"Sure," she snorted, before hastily correcting herself. "Sure you are. Anyone else?"
"I have mad athletic skills," Harold offered.
CONFESSIONAL: HAROLD
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Harold: I know Eva doubts my mad skills. She's just jealous. Maybe she can do sports and weights and activities of the more psychical variety, but my brain is strong enough. I hope the team doesn't overlook that.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
"Okay, campers!" Chris yelled over the megaphone. "Send one team member up here for the coin toss!"
Heather walked up without consulting her team, and the Underdogs hesitated. "I'll go," Dawn said timidly, and she joined Heather next to Chris.
"Dawn, heads or tails?" Chris asked.
"Tails," she replied quickly.
Chris lit a match, and threw it in the air with the coin. The coin caught fire in midair, and both girls stepped away hastily.
"So is it heads or tails?" Chris said, a safe distance from the burning coin.
"We're not getting close enough to check!" Heather retorted, protecting her hair with her hands.
"Fine," he shrugged, and to the amazement of the campers, stuck his hand straight into the fire to pull the coin out.
Everyone gasped. "Fireproof bodysuit, relax!"
"Izzy wants to try!" Izzy yelled. She ran to the coin and stuck her hand into the fire. Without the suit, her hand began to burn. "Haha! Fire! She giggled, dancing around and waving the flames back and forth.
"Okay..." Chris said. "The coin is on heads! Stealers, you're fielding first!"
The Screen Stealers cheered, and ran to the dugout to put gloves on.
The Underdogs walked back gloomily. "Hey Pixie," Eva snapped. "Can't you see the future? Why didn't you get the toss right!"
"I can't see into the future. I can just take colors and form memories," she explained calmly. "I had no way of knowing."
CONFESSIONAL: DAWN
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Dawn: Or maybe I did. You see, Chris picked a coin that was heads on both sides. He had a double tails one in his pocket. He's rigging the challenges in the Stealer's favor. What to do with this information...I mean, it's expected behavior from Chris. But maybe I can find a way to use it.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
The Stealers assembled on the field.
"Pitcher!" Duncan called, running to the mound.
"Excuse me," Courtney said haughtily. "I am a CIT, and therefore I have perfect aim. It makes sense for me to pitch."
"Chill, Princess," Duncan laughed. "Criminal, remember? My aim isn't that bad either."
"Well, you ogre, if you remember correctly, I can throw hard. And I can make if hurt," she said, staring him down.
CONFESSIONAL: COURTNEY
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Courtney: Do I have any intention of getting back together with Duncan? No. Can I use any old feelings that have popped up once Gwen dumped him to get farther in the game? Totally! And at worst, I can remind him that I have no boundaries when it comes to hitting him where it hurts.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
CONFESSIONAL: DUNCAN
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Duncan: Do I wanna get back with Princess or Pasty? Nah. Can I stand to have both of them hating me, though? I don't really care, but if I want to win this game and get a million dollars, I have to make sacrifices. And that includes being nice to my evil exes.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
"Sure, Princess. Knock yourself out," he said dryly, handing her the ball and moving to first base. Gwen took third, and Scott stood at shortstop.
Zoey and Heather stood in the outfield, Zoey in ready stance, Heather concentrating deeply on French braiding her hair. Lindsay joined them, but lost interest and started playing with dandelions.
"Guys, where do I go?" Owen called.
"Catcher!" Heather responded.
Everyone looked at her. "What? I played softball as a kid."
"Mi amor," Alejandro said. "Perhaps I would be better as catcher than that... valuable teammate. But wouldn't you rather look for some snacks?"
"SNACKS!" Owen yelled.
"No, we need a second basemen!" Heather called. "Owen, go."
Owen walked to the base, already panting heavily. Courtney sound up to do a practice pitch, but Chris stopped her.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" he said, smirking.
"On the practice pitches? Really? she said, annoyed. After she received a nod, she sighed and picked up to matches. Striking one against the ball, she squealed and released. The ball went slightly to the left of the plate.
"Chris," she said with clenched teeth. "How am I supposed to pitch something that is on fire?"
"Be creative!" he laughed. "Batter up!"
*camera pans to the Underdog's dugout*
"I should go first," Eva said.
"I don't know, I play baseball. Best water boy my school's had in years!" Tyler bragged.
"Please," she snorted. "I think we know who's stronger."
"Arm wrestle me, then. I'll win for sure."
Eva grabbed his arm and pinned it to the table.
"False start... Let me try again..." he said, trailing off as she repeatedly slammed his arm onto the table.
While they were arguing, Leshawna went up at grabbed the bat. She got in ready stance, knees bent and hands clenched.
"Nice and easy!" she called, as Courtney lit a match. "Nice and- ARGHH!"
She swung blindly at the fiery ball, and made little contact. It popped up to the catcher, and Alejandro caught it with ease.
Eva and Tyler stopped arguing just in time to see the catch.
"Leshawna, you just got us an out, nice work!" Tyler said, annoyed.
"Yeah, even water boy over here could have done better." Eva said looking at Tyler.
Leshawna walked past both of them and sat down on the bench. "I wouldn't of had to gone up if y'all just weren't fighting with each other and actin' like a team for once!"
Eva looked at her and sighed. "Fine, as a team, who do you guys want to go next?"
Everyone simply looked at Eva, to which she grinned. "Thought so." She took up her bat and got into starting position.
"Hurry up and pitch the ball, Courtney," she glared. Courtney rolled her eyes, lit the ball and threw it as hard as she could.
Eva saw the ball coming and swung the bat, and to nobody's surprise, it soared into the outfield.
Chris took out a megaphone and started to talk into it. "IT'S GOING, IT'S GOING, IT'S GONE! HOMERUN FOR EVA AND THE UNDERDOGS WIN THE POINT!" He yelled as Eva ran through every single base and went back to her dugout, where they were cheering her name.
*camera pans out to the Stealers on the pitch*
"I knew I should have been pitcher…" Duncan grumbled under his breath looking visibly annoyed.
Courtney shot him a glare. "I heard that!" she yelled.
"What are you going to do about it? Sue me?"
"Maybe!"
Alejandro butted in, "Friends, Friends, please stop arguing! We must focus on the challenge for now, Courtney, next pitch add a bit of spin to the pitch by flicking your wrist to a different angle, that way they're confused. Duncan, stop arguing with Courtney." He told each of them.
"Oh, sure Alejandro, anything for you…" She told him dreamily.
Alejandro smirked and Duncan stood there gaping.
CONFESSIONAL: DUNCAN
*static*
Duncan: She Can't be that stupid to actually fall for him again, right?
*static*
CONFESSIONAL: OVER
CONFESSIONAL: COURTNEY
*static*
Courtney: When I talked about repeating old mistakes, that didn't just mean Duncan. I know that Alejandro is a jerk, and I'm not falling for it again. Plus, I love seeing how pissed off Heather gets when I flirt with him.
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
*camera pans out to the Underdogs dugout*
"Okay guys, we need someone else from our team to bat next. I say DJ," Eva said looking at the softie.
DJ looked visibly distraught. "What? No way man, I'm not risking getting hit in the face with a fiery baseball. Yeah, I'm sitting out this one." DJ told his team.
Tyler stood up, puffing out his chest. "Yeah, I think I'll take this one."
Eva pushed back in his seat. "Yeah, no way benchwarmer. Hey, glasses, get the bat and use your 'mad skills' to get us a point." She said handing him a bat, much to his dismay.
"Gosh, my names Harold, not glasses, idiot!" he told her. She just growled back. He went up to home plate and set his stance.
Courtney pitched it right away, and Harold struck the air.
"STRIKE ONE!" Chef bellowed in his referee costume.
Harold whined. "Hey, I wasn't read-" Courtney pitched the next ball and it went right past Harold again.
"STRIKE TWO!" Chef yelled again.
Harold was basically steaming now. "I said I wasn't read-"
"STRIKE THREE! YOU'RE OUT!" Chef yelled.
"Gosh!" Harold said as he walked back to the dugout mumbling "I wasn't ready" and "Idiots".
Once Harold had made it back to his teams dugout he sat next to Leshawna. "It's okay baby," she told him, "at least you tried.".
Harold cheekily smiled. "Thanks, Leshawna, that really makes me feel better." He told her.
"No problem baby," she said kissing him on the cheek.
Eva rolled her eyes. "As much as I'd love to see you two kiss each other we're two down and we need somebody to go and bat." Tyler stood up when she threw the bat at Noah.
"Knock it out of the park, bookworm." She told him.
Noah looked at the bat with his eyes wide open.
"What? I told you sports aren't my FORTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He screamed as Eva picked him up and threw him to the plate.
"Uh oh." Noah said as he saw Courtney looking as if she was aiming to throw the ball that was lit on fire into his face.
"You're going down, pip squeak!" Courtney yelled as she threw the ball.
Noah closed his eyes shut and swung the bat randomly.
CONFESSIONAL: NOAH
*static*
Noah: Fire balls. Real original, Chris
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
He actually hit the ball. It was a weak pop up, but Owen was too busy eating grass to catch it. Heather picked up the ball and threw it to Duncan while Noah was running to first base until…
"Ha! In your face nerd!" Duncan said holding the burning ball in his hand, while standing on first base.
"Dammit." Noah said, as he walked back to his dugout.
"Sorry guys." Noah told his team as he went back to where he was sitting.
Izzy laughed. "It's okay Noah! Izzy would have done the same thing, except Izzy would have succeeded!" Izzy said excitedly.
"Um.. Thanks Izzy?" Noah said dryly.
Eva sighed. "Great… we got one run this inning. 1 RUN! ARGH!" She yelled as she snapped one of the bats in half. Dawn walked up to her and patted her on the shoulder.
"There There Eva, it'll all be okay." Dawn said patting her on her shoulder. Eva growled and threw her off her shoulder.
"Don't you DARE touch me!" Eva yelled, clearly angry with her teams lack of success this inning.
Leshawna stood up right in front of Eva. "Did you just do that? Cause you better not have just done that."
Eva stood her ground but didn't reply. "I demand you apologise to Dawn over there now, Eva."
Right before Eva could calm down Noah butted in. "Wait… Eva, stay angry for now. We could use your bottled up rage for some fast pitches that hopefully will make the Stealers strike out more often then not."
Eva growled and stormed off into her pitching position.
Noah shrugged as he and most of the team left to get to their positions.
Leshawana sighed as she went over to Dawn. "Are you okay girl?" She asked her.
Dawn dusted herself off as she got off. "I think so. It's so sad to see Eva in this kind of state though."
Leshawana couldn't help but smile. "Oh really? She's like this all the time, I really don't see how she can make it far this season if she doesn't even attempt to make friends."
Dawn smiled. "Oh she is trying to make friends, I can sense it her aura." She told Leshawana as she walked off.
Leshawana looked a bit weirded out. "Aura, huh? I a'int believing in any of that palm reading baloney." She said as she went to her position on the pitch.
*camera pans out to the Stealers in the dugout*
Heather is seen standing in front of everybody on her team. "Okay guys, we need someone to bat up first! I say we let Courtney go first."
"Why me?" Courtney asked.
CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER
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Heather: Oh, Courtney, you shouldn't go first so you can most likely get hit in the face with a ball of fire! It's because of you I'm back on this stupid f***ing game show again! Ugh, she's so stupid to be honest. It's almost as if I found a Lindsay 2.0!
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
"Because," Heather started to say, "you were great at pitching so I'd assume you'd be great at batting too!"
Courtney looked suspicious, but nodded almost without hesitation and took the bat to go hit.
"Boy," Duncan said to Scott, "how much do you want to bet that Eva drills the ball into her face HARD?"
Scott smirked. "I don't know, Courtney looks like she could handle talking up a knocking, if you know what I mean." He said, which got Duncan to laugh a bit.
"Haha, good one man, but seriously though, how much?"
"5 dollars."
"Deal."
CONFESSIONAL: SCOTT
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Scott: You know, Duncan isn't half bad, I like him. We both survived Courtney, after all.
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CONFESSIONAL OVER
As Courtney was stepping up to bat, Eva shot her a glare.
"Are you ready for this one, CIT?" Eva practically yelled.
Courtney gulped. "Um, Chris? Is there anyway to back out from this?"
Chris laughed. "Nope! It's either hit or burn!
She sighed, and got ready. "Ready." She told Eva.
Eva yelled like crazy as she threw the ball as hard as she could towards Courtney, who managed to hit it past the foul line.
She ran to first base, she ran to second base, and she was running to third.
"WHY ISN'T ANYBODY DOING ANYTHING?!" Eva yelled.
"It didn't even pass the line, did it?" Tyler said dumbly.
"YES IT PAS-" Eva was cut off by cheers from the Stealers.
"AND THE STEALERS TIED UP THE GAME WITH A BEAUTIFUL HOME RUN BY COURTNEY! THAT'S GOING TO STING FOR THE UNDERDOGS!" Chris bellowed into the megaphone.
Eva was swearing like crazy after hearing this news and Tyler backed away as far as possible from her.
*camera pans back out to the Stealers dugout*
"Ha ha! You owe me 5 bucks Duncan!" Scott said smiling.
"Aw man, fine!" Duncan said. "I'll give it to you after this show is done."
"I'll hold you to that." Scott told Duncan.
Heather laughed. "Now as much as I would love to see you guys kiss," she smirked, "I would like us to get on with our challenge." She turned to Alejandro, who was sitting down beside Owen.
"Alejandro, you're next!" Heather practically commanded him.
Alejandro smiled widely, most likely because he got to go away from Owen, and took a bat.
"Yes, mi amor." He said kissing her hand before walking over to the batting position.
"Fire when ready, underdog." Alejandro taunted Eva, who whipped it at Alejandro, who hit it with ease.
He managed to make it to third base before they threw to ball to the pitcher to end the play.
"Finally we did something, team!" Eva cheered.
*Camera pans out to the Stealers dugout*
Heather looked at Alejandro and sighed, he couldn't manage to get a homerun. Although Heather soon realised what that meant.
CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER
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Heather: Do I want to do this? No. Will it benefit me? Yes. So I'm going to do it anyways.
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CONFESSIONAL OVER
"Owen," she said smugly, "you're up next." She said tossing him the bat. He walked over to the base, already panting heavily.
"What kind of stupid move was that, Heather?" Gwen asked the queen bee.
"What? I think he can pull it off, we need to give him a chance." She said smiling.
"Hmph, sure thing then Heather, but if he messes up it's on you."
"Actually, Gwen, it'll be on all of us, nobody here stopped me from choosing him." She said as she sat down, waiting for Eva to pitch the ball.
CONFESSIONAL: GWEN
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Gwen: I hate it when Heather makes a point or is right, but this time she was both at once! Now that just annoys me.
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CONFESSIONAL OVER
Owen, sweating like a pig, could barely hold his bat up as he got ready to hit the ball.
Alejandro saw Owen at the base and nearly screamed out loud, but he managed to hold his anger in.
Eva pitched the ball very quickly and Alejandro just stood there, hoping that Owen would hit it.
And to everyone's surprise, Owen did hit it! Just not with his bat, or stomach.
"IT'S HOT! MY KIWIS ARE BURNING RIGHT NOW!" Owen said as he tried to grab the burning baseball out of his crotch.
"Incompetent butter donkey!" Alejandro yelled.
Harold looked at the fat kid on the floor and asked Chris a question. "Hey Chris, does that count as an out?"
Chris hesitated for a moment before shrugging. "Sure."
The stealers all whined and booed Owen off. Heather was smiling.
*Camera pans out to the Underdogs huddled up*
"Okay guys, for the next pitch lets try and get Alejandro out. So once we get the ball, throw it straight down the middle, okay?" Eva told the team. They nodded.
*camera pans out to the stealers dugout*
"Well… Owen failed, miserably." Heather admitted. 'Maybe Lindsay will do better." She said as she passed the bat to the blonde nitwit, who happily caught it and skipped to the pitch.
"Oh my goodness Heather! Why Lindsay? She probably doesn't even know what baseball is." Gwen retorted.
"Have faith, Gwen, Lindsay will be fine." Heather said.
"AND EVA CAUGHT LINDSAYS BALL IN! OH AND THAT'S NOT ALL! ALEJANDRO NEEDS TO RUN BACK TO THIRD BASE SO THE UNDERDOGS DON'T GET HIM OUT TOO!"
" HE'S RUNNING BUT EVA THROWS THE BALL TO DJ WHO CATCHES IT RIGHT BEFORE ALEJANDRO CAN MAKE IT TO THIRD BASE TO CAUSE TWO ELIMINATIONS IN ONE GO! THAT'S 3 OUTS FOR THE STEALERS FOR A TOTAL OF 1 POINT!
"IT'S ALL LEVEL PEOPLE. THIS IS THE MAKE IT OR BREAK IT INNING, THE UNDERDOGS NEED TO GET A RUN TO WIN, IF THEY GET 3 OUTS THEY LOSE AND THE STEALERS WIN!"
"Have faith Gwen, huh?" Gwen mumbled irritated as she and the rest of her team walked back to the pitch.
CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER
Heather: I may feel a tiny bit bad for throwing this challenge but don't think I'll ever do it again! Once Courtney's gone tonight I'll play the game fairly. Well, as fair as I ever played it.
CONFESSIONAL OVER
*Camera pans out to the Underdogs dugout*
"Okay guys, we only need to get one point to win this challenge and be safe from elimination!" Eva told them.
"So I'm thinking I'll just go again and win it for us."
Chris overheard that and told Eva off. "No no no! One of the people who haven't already batted must go!"
Eva sighed. "So that leaves DJ, Dawn, Bridgette, Geoff, Izzy… and Tyler. DJ, you're going whether you like it or not."
DJ sighed, "Mama isn't gonna like this." he said as he went up to bat.
Courtney pitched the ball hard at DJ, who tapped the ball right into Alejandro's glove.
"OOH! THAT'S ONE OUT FOR THE UNDERDOGS! WHO'S GOING NEXT?" Chris yelled.
Eva looked around and sighed. 'Ugh, moonchild, you should have a go at it."
"Why mustn't Izzy or Tyler go when they're more athletically capable then myself?" Dawn questioned.
"Because they didn't lose us the coin toss. Now GO." Eva demanded.
Dawn sighed and went. She struck out in only three pitches.
Eva face palmed. "Great, we're doomed."
Tyler stood up. "Eva, give me a chance, please! I promise I'll win the challenge for us!" Tyler begged.
Eva looked at him, deep in thought.
CONFESSIONAL: EVA
Eva: My brain is telling me not to let him but my gut is telling me to let him have a shot. Ugh, I'm going to hate myself for doing this but…
CONFESSIONAL: OVER
"Sure thing, jockstrap. Not like we have anything to lose anyways."
"Thank you Eva!" He said as he took the bat from her hands and ran to the pitch.
Eva sighed and went next to Noah. 'We're f***ed aren't we?" She told him.
"Yup."
Tyler ran up to base and every singe stealer, minus Lindsay, laughed. "This is the savior you underdogs chose?" Alejandro laughed.
"Hey!" Tyler said, "I'll win this, you'll see!"
Courtney rolled her eyes as she threw the first ball.
"STRIKE ONE!" Chef yelled.
Courtney threw the second ball.
"STRIKE TWO!"
All the underdogs, minus Noah, who was reading his book, looked genuinely pissed off with Tyler.
CONFESSIONAL: TYLER
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Tyler: I have full faith in myself to hit the next pitch, there's no way I'm losing this for my team! *he then points to the camera* You'll see!
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
Courtney smirked. "YOU'RE GOING DOWN!" she yelled as she whipped the third and final pitch of the match.
Tyler stood there, he knew everybody was watching him, and when he realised he was his teams last hope, it felt like everything slowed down for him. He gripped his bat and closed his eyes, and hit the ball.
He hit it right to Zoey, who squealed and jumped out of the way of the fiery ball.
Tyler was jumping with joy. "I told you I could do it! I told you I told you I TOLD YOU!" he yelled happily.
CONFESSIONAL: ZOEY
*static*
Zoey: It was on fire! Can you blame me?
*static*
CONFESSIONAL OVER
As his team were carrying him back to there cabin as a champion the losers weren't so lucky.
"And as for the rest of you, I'll see you guys at the elimination ceremony!" Chris said, nodding to the Stealers.
*camera pans to the campfire, where Chris is holding a platter of marshmallows*
"And we're at our very first elimination ceremony!" Chris boomed, to the bench of bored looking campers.
"Can you get on with it?" Heather said, glancing at Courtney.
"Stretching the tension! It's a thing!" he said, fingering the marshmallows. "Wow. I really didn't expect to see you guys here tonight! How'd you manage to lose to them?"
"MOVE!" Duncan yelled. "We want to sleep!"
"Fine!"
"The first person safe is... Alejandro!" The Latin teen caught the marshmallow Chris tossed at him, flicking it disdainfully over his shoulder.
"The next camper who will play another day... Scott!" Scott swallowed it in one gulp.
"Next up... Duncan!" He took it, still bored.
The remaining six avoided each other's eyes.
"Surprisingly, Heather!" She took her marshmallow, and placed it on her tongue, meeting Courtney's gaze.
"And Courtney!"
Heather looked outraged, but Courtney swallowed smugly.
"And now, her BFF, Gwen!"
"Excuse me, we are not friends!" Gwen objected.
"Do you want the marshmallow or not?"
She took it silently.
"And we arrive at the final three!" Chris said, looking at Lindsay, Zoey, and Owen in turn. "You all completely sucked today! Lindsay, you're completely oblivious-"
"What's oblivious?" she interjected.
"Anyways, Zoey, you were terrified of the ball-"
"It was on fire! Do you blame me?"
"And Owen, you're not helpful at all! In fact, you're kind of a waste of a lot of space!"
"I like food, okay?" he said, looking hungrily at the platter.
"So the penultimate marshmallow goes to..."
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"WOOOO!" he yelled, grabbing the candy and wolfing if down.
"Lindsay. Zoey," Chris said. "You both suck. I mean, I'd rather have Lindsay around for obvious reasons, but there are votes against both of you"
Lindsay was fishtailing her hair, while Zoey stared fearfully at the host.
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"Zoey."
"Yes!" he mouthed, flashing a thumbs up at the camera.
"What?" the indie chick said. "You guys voted for me?"
"Obviously," Chris said, rolling his eyes. "That's why you're up here!"
"I don't get it," Lindsay said.
"You're safe," he told her.
"Cool!"
"Anyway," he continued. "To the Dock of Shame!"
"So is it a rocket ship this time?" Duncan asked sarcastically as the group moved along.
"Nope!"
"I told my lawyers it should be a luxurious cruise ship," Courtney said.
"Hell, no."
"Is it a unicorn!" Lindsay squealed.
"We all wish."
They stood at the dock, staring into the water. There was nothing in sight.
"Um, where's the boat?" Chris said, bewildered.
He flipped open his phone. "Hey. Where's the boat?" There was squeaking on the other end. "It sunk? Bad luck, bro. Yeah, I got it."
"So we were supposed to have a nice little boat with a couple holes and patches here and there, but it is now residing at the bottom of the ocean," he said, barely fazed. "Guess you'll be swimming!"
"But it's far," Zoey whined.
"Don't care!" He reached his arm out, and shoved her into the water.
"Will Courtney and Gwen become friends again? Will Geoff and Bridgette ever come out of the bathroom? Will Heather succeed in her plan to eliminate Courtney? Find out next time, on the next dramatic installment of Total... Drama... Screen Stealers vs. Underdogs!" Chris said, grinning widely.
CONFESSIONALS:
Owen: I vote Heather! Alexander the Great, she's mean!
Heather: Courtney. She's the reason I'm here, so she's going home.
Duncan: Lindsay. Fun to look at, but dumber than a stick.
Zoey: Courtney. She's too bossy, and for some reason, I don't think she likes me very much.
Gwen: Courtney could be an asset. She'd do anything to be my friend again, which could be helpful in challenges. Sorry, Lindsay.
Courtney: That chicken redhead cost is the challenge! She'a going down.
Alejandro: Zoey, you cost us the challenge AND never heeded my warning from TDAS. Nobody gets away with not listening to me, not even Heather. That is why my vote is for you this week.
Lindsay: Gwen's the green haired one, right?
Scott: Zoey is gone. She needs to be able to handle a little fire. Where did those guts go? Plus, she's annoying.
*camera pans to Zoey, panting and gasping as she finally reached the shore*
"First one voted out?" she wheezed. "I thought they were my friends? Maybe I apologize too much?"
She walked up on the sand, staring at the resort, which looked luminous in the dark night.
"Hello?" she called, opening the doors. She heard faint silence coming from a room, so she stood outside.
"...plan to eliminate Courtney? Find out next time, on the next dramatic installment of Total... Drama... Screen Stealers vs. Underdogs!" She heard Chris's voice say, but she was confused. Wasn't Chris back on the island?
"Zoey is gonna be back!" Mike said happily.
"I was rooting for her," she heard Cameron say sadly.
"Ugh, does that mean we have to deal with her?" Jo added.
At that, she turned the knob.
Every camper who had ever competed minus Ezekiel and the ones on the island stared back at her.
"Mike!" Zoey said, giving him a kiss. "What's going on?"
"We just watched the episode!"
"Nice," she said, settling on the sofa beside. her boyfriend.
"Welcome back." he said into her ear.
CREDITS ROLL, AND THEME SONG PLAYS.
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