Okay, time for episode 2! Again, if anyone is actually reading this, I really would like to hear your thoughts on it.
Reminder: I do not own Total Drama.
Episode 2: The Great Totem Race
The thirteen campers sat down to eat lunch in the main lodge. The Toxic Rats took the table near the entrance and the Mutant Maggots took the table on the far side near the kitchen. They all looked down at their bowls of slop.
Dawn: I hope there isn't any meat in this.
Sam pushed his slop around with his spoon.
Sam: Ah, I don't think you'll have to worry about that.
Dakota: I can't eat this, there's no way! Don't they have salads?
Lightning: Or anything that qualifies as food?
Chef Hatchet then walked over to the Rats' table and slammed his fists down on it.
Chef: This is what you get! You'll eat it, and you'd damn well better like it!
This silenced the campers, even Staci, and they began eating.
Brick: Well I think it's delish, sir!
Cameron groaned as he choked down more of the slop.
Cameron: Ugh, this is horrible, and I doubt it has any nutritional value.
Jo: Just eat it and be quiet, string bean.
Zoey and Mike were talking to each other on the other side of the table.
Zoey: So my town is just really small, and I kinda wanted to get away for a little while and meet some new people.
Mike: Well I'm glad that you're here, and that I met you.
This caused Zoey to smile and blush a little.
Zoey: I'm glad I met you too.
There was a short pause before Zoey spoke again.
Zoey: So your impressions, do you do a lot of them?
Mike: Wha-? Oh, yeah, a few. Chester is just one of them. I, ah, really like to act.
Zoey: Well I thought you did a really good job.
Mike: Heh heh, thanks.
CC:
Mike: Okay, I haven't exactly been telling the truth. You see, I have multiple personality disorder, but I can't tell Zoey! Then she wouldn't like me anymore.
End.
Back at the Rats' table, Scott threw his spoon at the wall.
Scott: That's enough of this crap!
He looked at the others, who were reluctantly picking at their "food".
Scott: Come on guys, let's talk strategy. How are we gonna win today?
Sam: I don't know, we don't even know what we have to do yet.
B nodded in agreement. Scott rolled his eyes.
CC:
Scott: Huh, some team! I expected to hear thoughts about sabotaging the Maggots, but no! I can't wait to beat all of these suckers, 'cause they have no idea who they're up against!
(With a devious smile, Scott leans back, but then falls into the toilet).
Scott: Ah!
End.
Chris walked in to join the contestants.
Chris: Okay campers, ready for your first challenge?
Jo: Yes, let's do this!
Chris: Please follow me into the woods.
Once they were in the woods, they saw two large totems hanging from trees across from each other. One somewhat resembled a rat; the other a maggot. Each of them also had a biohazard symbol on them.
Chris: These, are your team totems.
Cameron: Um, why do they have biohazard symbols on them?
Chris: Ah, excellent question Cameron! Why do they have biohazard symbols on them? Ha ha ha!
The contestants looked at each other, confused.
Chris: You see, while I've been away, the island has been used as a toxic waste dump.
He pointed to a tree with toxic waste barrels around it, some leaking. The campers looked at one another nervously.
Cameron: I really don't think that's safe.
Dawn: And it's dangerous to the environment!
Chris: Yeah, well, doesn't affect me.
Zoey: How doesn't it-?
Chris: Moving on; the goal of the challenge is for each team to cut their totems down from the trees, hop on them, and race them down to the campground. First team back to the cabins wins, and the other team will send somebody packing. The Rats' get a hacksaw, and the Maggots get a trampoline. Each is helpful in its own way.
B looked up at the Rats' totem and noticed something that startled him. He pointed to a device strapped to the totem, and it had Chris' face on it.
Dawn: B sees something dangerous!
Chris: Oh yeah, the bombs, I almost forgot! Each team will have exactly seven minutes to complete the challenge, or else boom! Ha ha ha!
Anne Maria: You're crazy, ya know that?
Chris: Yeah, it's kinda my best quality. Well, besides my looks. Now, let the Great Totem Race, begin!
Each team stood under their totems as the time bombs started counting down.
Jo: All right, I'll jump on the trampoline and get up to the top.
Cameron: You should be careful Jo, it's-
Jo: Shut it, string bean, I've got this.
She then jumped onto the trampoline, which sent her up into the air and onto the top of the totem.
Jo: See, told you I could do it!
Anne Maria: Yeah, but how you gonna cut the rope?
Jo: Who needs to cut the rope when you can just rip it off?
She then began yanking on the rope, but it wouldn't budge.
Brick: Hang on, I'm coming to assist you.
Jo: No, I don't need your help!
Zoey: Uh, guys… the bomb!
They then remembered the bomb, which now had five minutes and thirty seconds left.
Jo: Crap!
Cameron: Don't worry, we'll be able to figure this out.
Anne Maria: Well any ideas would be helpful!
Cameron: I'm thinking!
Zoey clung to Mike.
Zoey: What if we can't do it in time?
Mike: Don't worry Zoey, everything will be all right.
Meanwhile, the Rats' weren't getting anywhere either.
Lightning: Give Lightning the saw!
Scott: No way!
Sam: Uh guys, maybe we should stop fighting and start the challenge.
Dawn: Sam is right, we need to do something.
Lightning: Well if this guy would just let Lightning handle things, we'd be all set!
Scott: Oh please, like you know how to handle this!
Staci: Hey, did you know that my great great great great aunt Vera's cousin Lucy invented saws? Yeah, before her, people had to cut things with their teeth!
Scott and Lightning: SHUT UP!
Jo overheard Staci's comment, and it gave her an idea. She began chewing at the rope with her teeth.
Anne Maria: What the hell are you doin'?
Cameron: Ew, that's unsanitary!
Brick: Are you getting anywhere?
Jo stopped chewing and looked at the rope. Nothing much had changed.
Jo: Ugh!
Zoey: Oh, hurry! There's only four minutes left!
Mike suddenly gasped, and his hair became slicked back. He ripped off his shirt and walked over to the trampoline.
Vito: Eh! Let me give it a go, we ain't got time for this!
Jo: Hey, this isn't the time for one of your acts! Just by acting tough doesn't mean you are!
Vito: Eh, you callin' Vito a chicken?
Anne Maria: Wow…
Zoey noticed Anne Maria staring at Mike and became uncomfortable.
Zoey: Uh, Mike, maybe you should stop with the impressions for now.
Vito: I'm comin' up there!
Ignoring Zoey, he jumped on the trampoline and up to the top of the totem, next to Jo.
Jo: Enough fooling around!
Vito: Eh, outta the way!
He then shoved Jo, sending her to the ground with a thud.
Anne Maria: Yeah Mike, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
Vito looked down at her and winked, and then proceeded to pull at the tree branch the totem was tied to.
Brick: What are you doing?
Vito: Gettin' this done!
With a loud snap, the branch broke and the totem fell to the ground, crushing Jo underneath.
Vito: Yeah! Now that's how Vito does it!
Mike then gasped and returned to normal.
Zoey: Mike, you did it!
She ran over and gave him a hug.
Mike: Ah, yeah, I did!
He then noticed Anne Maria staring at him dreamily.
Mike: Uh…
Cameron: Quick, the bomb!
Brick: Right, let's get on this thing!
He pushed the totem onto its side, and Jo stood up slowly.
Jo: Ugh…
Brick: Come on, let's go!
While the Maggots prepared to set off, the Rats needed to act quickly.
Sam: Ugh, this would be so much easier if it were a videogame.
Staci: Did you know that my great great great grandfather invented videogames?
Sam: Uh, no, I didn't.
Dakota: Hey, where's the paparazzi?
Dawn: Um, I don't know.
Dakota: Well they should be here!
Dawn just shrugged and turned to see B making some sort of slingshot out of twigs and a rubber band.
Dawn: What are you making, B?
B just pointed to the hacksaw, still in Scott's hand as he continued to argue with Lightning.
Dawn: Hold on.
She ran over to Scott and snatched the saw, which left Scott surprised.
Dawn: Thank you.
She ran back over to B and handed him the saw. He then placed it in the slingshot and aimed at the rope.
Scott: What's he doing?
Dawn: Getting our totem.
B then shot the saw and it flew through the air. Scott and Lightning had to duck as it sailed right over their heads and cut the rope. The totem hit the ground.
Sam: All right, B!
Dawn: Quick, let's go!
The Rats pushed their totem into the river and hopped on. The Maggots were a little farther ahead.
Jo: Ha, try and catch us now!
Cameron: Ah, Jo…
Jo: What is it now, toothpick?
Cameron: Waterfall!
Jo whipped around to see a waterfall dropping down in front of them.
Jo: Oh nooooooo!
The campers screamed as their totems plummeted down the waterfall and hit the ground below, continuing to slide down towards the cabins.
Zoey: We've only got two minutes left!
Meanwhile, Chris and Chef stood near the cabins, waiting to see the winning team emerge.
Chris: Huh, looks like it's gonna be close.
Chef: Uh-huh.
They heard shouting get louder and both teams rocketed down into the campground.
Lightning: All right, we won!
Jo: No way, we won!
Chris: Actually, it looked like a tie to me.
All campers: A tie?
Chris: Yep, now let me just deactivate the bombs and I'll tell you what's gonna happen.
He pulled out a remote and pushed a button. Nothing seemed to happen.
Cameron: Uh, the timer is still going.
Chris: What?
Jo: Just turn them off already!
Chris: I can't, it's not working!
The campers began to panic, but B had an idea. He grabbed both bombs off of the totems and tossed them far away, into the woods. A humongous explosion sounded and the ground shook.
Sam: Whoa man, that was close! Quick thinking, B!
As he patted B on the back, a singed object flew at them from the direction of the explosion. It hit Dakota in the head.
Dakota: Ow! What was that?
Brick bent down and picked it up.
Brick: It appears to be a charred bottle of Chris McLean brand hair gel.
Chris: What? No!
He ran over and snatched the bottle from Brick, cuddling it like a mother would a baby.
Chris: No! You blew up my private cabin!
B looked around nervously.
Dawn: He didn't mean to, he was only trying to save us.
Chris: I don't give a shit, you destroyed my luxury cabin! Rats lose!
The Rats groaned.
Jo: That means we won! Yes!
As Chris curled up into a ball on the ground, Chef walked over to the unhappy Rats.
Chef: Look what you've done! Now yall have gotta vote someone off! Be at the campfire pit tonight!
Scott: Aw man, this sucks!
Staci: Yeah, but did you know my great great uncle Melvin invented hair gel? Before him, people just used mud!
The others just glared at her.
That night, the seven members of the Toxic Rats sat at the campfire. Chris appeared with a plate holding six fluffy white marshmallows. Chef joined him, wearing a hazmat suit. He was carrying a glowing green marshmallow with a pair of tongs.
Chris: Rats, thanks to B-
He paused to glare at the silent genius.
Chris: -I have to bunk with Chef tonight. Also, that's why you're all here right now. When I call your name, I'll toss you a marshmallow. That means your safe, for the time being. Now, one of you will receive this marshmallow-
He pointed to the glowing marshmallow that Chef was holding.
Chris: -that's the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom. If you receive that marshmallow, I would strongly advise you not to eat it. Unless you're B.
He gave B another glare. Dawn placed her hand on B's arm as he looked down at the ground, sad.
Chris: Now, that person will also be out of the contest, which means you must leave via the Hurl of Shame. And you can't come back. Ever.
The contestants glanced at each other nervously.
Chris: The first marshmallow goes to Dawn.
Dawn happily caught her marshmallow.
Chris: Scott, Lightning, Dakota, and Sam.
The four of them caught their marshmallows, leaving only B and Staci without one.
Chris: And now, the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom goes to…
Both B and Staci waited nervously.
Chris: … Staci.
Staci: Aw!
B happily caught his regular marshmallow and smiled at Dawn and Sam, who were happy as well.
Chris: Staci, claim your treat.
Staci caught the glowing marshmallow, causing her hair to fall off.
Staci: Oh, do I really have to leave so soon?
Scott: Trust me, it's not soon enough.
Chris: Yeah, well I would have liked to have sent B packing, but I guess that's not going to happen, is it?
Sam: No way, B's cool. Staci is just annoying.
Staci: Aw!
Sam: Uh, no offense.
Chris: Come on Staci, the Hurl of Shame awaits!
They walked over to a large catapult on the end of the dock. Chef grabbed the now bald Staci and sat her in it.
Chris: Any parting words for your former teammates, Staci?
Staci: Yeah, did you know that my great great- ahhh!
Chris had pulled the lever on the catapult and it shot Staci through the air; far, far away.
The Rats sighed with relief to be rid of her incessant chattering.
Chris: Well, there you have it folks! Day one is complete, and we still have twelve campers left! What exciting challenges will they face next? Tune in to find out, on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island!
So yeah, Staci was eliminated first, just like in the show. It's just that she's so annoying and my least favorite character. There would be no point to her anyway. Hope you liked it, and episode 3 will be up tomorrow!