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Last time on Total Drama House... nothing really happend. The kids came here and got into their rooms, and enjoyed their last night at peace, because starting today we go to war! A Ratings war! What crazy shenanigans do I have thought up to boost my ratings? Are we going to win any awards this year? Will Heather repeat? Will Owen return to glory? Will Courtney and Gwen kill each other? It seems we have more questions right now than answers, which means we need to get this season under way! Find out some exciting answers to some of the questions, and some I didn't ask this season on Total. DRAMA. HOOUUUUUUSSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!
The speaker system in the house began playing a traditional morning bugle call, making all the kids jump out of bed. Then Chris's voice came, "Hey everyone! Breakfast will be served in a few minutes get ready because we have a large challenge today! It wil lbring a shockingly good time!"
"Another summer of this slop?" Eva said pounding the table.
"Well, at least you have never had to eat moose bacon," Ezekiel said, poking at his oatmeal.
"Duncan, can we stay civil this year?" Courtney said sitting next to Duncan.
"I don't see why not, just cause we're on seperate teams."
"Well, I just don't want us to be one of those couples that keeps breaking up and gets back together."
"Trust me, we won't be." He leaned over and kissed her.
"Um, bro," Geoff and DJ walked up, "What are you doing?"
"Talking to Courtney?"
"Yeah, but you are talking to the enemy." DJ said.
"Oh, come on, te challenges haven't even started yet."
"Yeah, but we need to be ready, Girls, except Bridgette, are treacherous snakes."
"That's so sweet, Geoff." Courtney glared.
"No problem."
Chris walked in, "You know, I have never seen strawberries as big as the ones I got to eat for breakfast... too soon?" Chris looked around at the kids, many of whom hadn't pryed their spoons from the oatmeal, "So, at 9:00 I want to see you out back, you'll know where to find me, see you shortly."
The kids lined up, guys to Chris' left, girls his right, "Alright, on the table you'll see shock collars, you all need to put them on." The students all did, "Now behind me you'll see metal outlines of yourselves. The guys will try and hit the girls, the girls will try and hit the guys. On the same table you'll find some magnetic lawn darts, when those hit the target they'll shock that player, like if some one hit Izzy's target-" Izzy picked up a dart and chucked it at her target, sending volts through out her body, "As I was saying... If some one hits Izzy's target Izzy get's shocked. Every time a player get's shocked, the other team get's a point, the team with the most points wins the first challenge. The losing team has to vote some one off. One person will throw from each team, and we'll bounce back and forth, alright? Since Izzy already threw and got the guys a point, Geoff, take a crack at it!"
Geoff walked up and threw a dart, missing every target, "Wow, Geoff... you suck." Chris said as Geoff's head dropped, "Yo, Chris bro, where's the confessional?"
"Oh, yeah, the door in the hallway that says confessional.
I do not suck! I just can't throw well!
"Well, since Geoff can't throw, and just left to go cry, let's see how Bridgette throws." Bridgette walked up and nailed the Geoff cut out.
You see, I never reaAAAAAHAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
"And with that it's tied. Duncan, care to toss a dart?" Duncan smiled and sent a dart right at Gwen's cut out, hitting her in the heart.
My Dad tried to teach me how to, Gwen what are you doing?
Get out Geoff I need to rant! How Ironic is it that DUNCAN would hit my cut out's heart. I don't like him, but it was still ironic.
"And that's 2-1. Gwen, how nice of you to join us again. You're up." Gwen walked up and hit 'Duncan' in the eye. Duncan shook a little, "Noah?"
"You're $#%&&#% me?"
"I $#!% not, throw."
Noah picked up a dart and threw it... it flew a little and then hit the ground, "You're worse than Geoff."
"So, we are half way through, and the guys are up 5-3, with a few embarrasing throws from Noah, Geoff, and Beth primarily. Beth's actually went backwards. Any ways, here's Courtney's throw." Courtney's dart flew right toward 'Duncan.' "I mean it's 5-4, still the guys, Owen, toss a dart."
"Hey, Owen!" Izzy yelled, "Toss it at mine!"
"Izzy, then he get's a point and you get shocked!" Courtney said.
"I know, we BOTH win!"
That girl is... uh... nucking futs, if you catch my drift.
"Anything for Izzy!" Owen said throwing his dart at Izzy, missing, and hit his own, causing him to shake violently.
Owen betrayed me! IT'S ON!!!
"And due to Owen's un sporty nature it's all tied up! Only 8 more throws! Heather, toss away!"
Heather's throw hit 'Duncan' in his groin, causing the real Duncan to shake.
WHY WAS EVERYONE TARGETING MAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
"Alright, Harold's the last thrower. It's a tied game, so it all comes down to this! Will the Screaming Papas beat the Killer Mamas?"
"The Who and the Who?" Cody asked.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? The boys are called the Screaming Papas, and the girls are the Killer Mamas. Because it's a house... get it?"
"No," Lindsey said.
Harold picked p the last dart and looked around, and saw Heather's target. He brought his arm back and threw the dart, hitting 'Heather' right between the eyes.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" Heather shook.
"And the Papas win the first challenge, and as their reward they recieve dinner at 's House of Ribs! But the Killer Mamas get the sweeter reward, the right to vote some one off, see you by the fire after sundown."
"Welcome to the fire pit and the first elimination ceremony. On the podium in front of me are ten house keys, made of rich dark chocolate, but in front of me is a team of 11 girls. The votes were cast and the first three keys go to Katie, Sadie, and Eva. The next two go to Gwen and Leshawna. Beth, Lindsey, Courtney, and Bridgette. Leaving Heather and Izzy. Izzy, you're a psycho who lost your team the first point, but Heather is just... ugh, no words can describe how evil you are. But, you're safe, Izzy you're out."
"Whoa, Deja Vu, I feel like I've totally been eliminated before."
"Because you have!" Chris said, "Alright, waiting out front is Van of Losers, so what I'm rehashing it, I'm just a TV host, if you think you can come up with something better, start your own show! Izzy, please go."
"I'll go," Izzy hopped the fence and ran off down the driveway, "But I'll never tell where! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"That girl is crazy," Leshawna said, "I mean, like Harold crazy."
One down, twenty to go before we have our winner. Who's going to survive this season? will the girls win it next time? how will the guys treat Harold now that he's given them a win? If I knew we wouldn't have a show, and I know you don't know either, so I know you'll have to tune in next week for more Total. DRAMA. HOOOOOOUUUUSSSSSEEEEE!!!!!