Chris walked to the middle area in between the two trailers where the teens were sleeping. It was actually pretty funny, how they were trying to hide it. He had been with these teen for eight weeks, and he knew they would slip up somehow. Someone (most likely Heather) would get over emotional and before you know it they would be busted. Should he be doing something to make sure that they don't? Yes. Did he care? Hell no.
Over the quiet early morning he could hear them all snoring, dreaming happy and peaceful dreams. Smirking he grabbed his giant bull horn and turned on the alarm. He snickered when he heard screams, curses, and even some people's heads that hit the bed above them. He loved his job.
"Good morning campers!" He screamed into the megaphone.
He heard a mix of 'shut ups' and 'go to hell'. Yep he really loved this job.
"Breakfast is ready! Go to the crafts center to learn about your first challenge of the season." He announced and walked off.
The guys in Trailer B, all slowly got up grumbling in annoyance.
"Hey, where's Duncan?" Trent asked.
"Here" Duncan sighed getting out of the bathroom. He had woken up about twenty minutes earlier and dyed his hair back to its former green. The guys, except DJ and Trent, were wondering why he had changed it back from red. They had thought that he wanted it to stay red for the whole season. They all shrugged and started getting ready. DJ walked over to Duncan.
"Hey, so I see you didn't like the red?" He smirked.
"No way, green is way better. One of the guys from juvie probably played a prank on me or something. No harm done."
"What are the odds that both you and Gwen had different colored hair without you even doing it?"
"Whatever." Duncan shrugged and walked out of the trailer with everyone else.
They noticed the girls getting out of their cabin too, and saw that Gwen had also dyed hers back.
They all walked over to the crafts center where they were sadly reunited with Chef's delicious food. Everyone grabbed a tray and got in line to their dea- I mean Chef's food.
"Keep the lines moving love birds." Duncan snapped when Geoff and Bridgette were once again making out.
"More eggs and bacon for me! Keep 'em coming Chef he smiled. Chef growled in annoyance and DJ quickly ran off to a table, shaking. He noticed some of the plants outside started to grow incredibly and creeping up into the tent. He calmed his breathing down and smiled when they stopped. He waited patiently for his friends to come over while chewing on his burnt to a crisp toast.
"Forgot how hungry I got eating on Chris' wrecked schedule." Duncan sighed.
"I know! It got to the point that I'd kill for Chef's disgusting food. No offense Chef." She said quickly.
"None taken." He replied and dropped her food, which she swore she saw move, onto the floor and smiled sweetly at her.
"You could have my burnt toast big mouth." Duncan snickered.
"Judging from that gut I thought you'd be all over the extra carbs." She smiled while pointing to Duncan's thin stomach. In Juvie they didn't really have five star buffets. It was a first come first serve deal, and Duncan was almost always the last person there and ended up getting crumbs.
He chuckled, "Nice."
"Y-you can have my toast Gwen!" Trent offered nervously. Duncan rolled his eyes. Trent was dating her, and was still nervous around her.
"Thanks, but I can't take enemy's toast." Gwen smirked.
"Enemies? We're not enemies." Trent said taken aback.
"In this game we're all enemies." Duncan added which didn't help Trent.
"Except for me and Gwen, I'll always have her back no matter what."
"Right back at you babe" She blushed.
"I'll remind you two of that when the money is being divided up." Duncan smiled. They all walked over and sat down with a few of their friends.
Lindsay and Beth both watched in disgust as Izzy covered her pancake with ketchup.
"In battle we covered everything in ketchup! It covered the taste of mortar (?)!" She cackled and left the two confused who started talking about nail polish or whatever.
After everyone had sat down Chris walked in.
"Welcome to Day two of Total, Drama, Action!" While clicking down one of those movie markers.
"Are you going to do that every time?" Duncan asked in annoyance.
"Yes. Yes, I will."
"Alright then." He shrugged.
"Today's movie genre is…aliens!" The cast looked up at him in interest. They expected something stupid like fairy tales, like that would ever happen.
"Our un-payed interns have been hard at work figuring out what makes an alien movie successful." Duncan and Gwen weren't listening though. Alien movies was their turf, they knew everything about these movies.
"Today's challenge is to find an alien egg and return to home base before mama alien finds you! The two fastest get to pick the teams this season."
Trent's POV
I was really excited for this challenge. Alien movies aren't my favorite, but they were Gwen's! Ah, Gwen. That girl just made my heart beat quicken. God she was so cute when she blushed, or was angry, or bored, or…doing anything! She was even hot with her white hair. That was really weird. Unless she was secretly like eighty years old then I couldn't explain the white hair. And Duncan's little hair mishap was pretty much the same thing. It reminded me of what happened to me when he learned about his…uh gift. Luckily I was able to find colored contacts before the season started. But there was no way she was like him…she was just too great to suffer with such a burden. And Duncan…no. Nobody had what he had, whatever it was.
"Sorry losers, but nobody knows alien movies the way I do. The more obscure the better." I heard said boy gloat.
Gwen quoted something from an alien movie that they had both seen. I didn't like Duncan. Okay, okay that was a little mean. He was a good guy, I just didn't like how he and Gwen were so…similar.
"I like that movie where the aliens take over the government! Take me to your leader!" I said quickly. I couldn't let Gwen think that I didn't like her movies!
"Oh dude you are so going down!" Duncan snickered.
"I-it was a good movie! Right Gwen?" I asked.
She looked awkwardly away and I blushed. God I am so stupid.
Back to Third POV
"Yo Chris! You got some laser shooting mama alien?" DJ asked.
"Not quite." He chuckled. They all turned to see Chef walk in wearing a cheap alien costume with a water gun. Everyone was laughing their heads off.
"Oh, he's got a water gun everyone! Better go run and hide!" Duncan scoffed.
Chef, happily, aimed the gun at Duncan's back and shot.
Duncan cursed in pain when he felt the paintball pellet jab him in the back. He looked at his shirt and cursed again. Chef chuckled darkly, obviously happy with his revenge.
"Here are your GPS devices complete with maps of the film lot. Find the alien eggs but be careful because today you're all on Chef's menu." Chef snickered at that, yes. Yes, they were.
By following the GPS' directions the teens found themselves in a large government building set. It reminded Gwen and Duncan of the sets of a few alien movies they had seen.
"Follow me! Okay I know aliens, I've been abducted loads of times! I have a tracking device in my neck see!" Izzy smiled.
"Does it hurt?" Harold asked.
"Only when I hiccup! *Hiccup*! Ow."
Leshawna, who was following them, passed a door and froze.
"Oh can you feel that? It's like there's something in their cold as ice with no soul."
She didn't know that it was the camera room where Chris was watching every camper's movements.
"Thanks! Now take that!" He cackled while pressing a button. A pipe bursted fog on the unsuspecting teens and Harold jumped onto Leshawna. He took a long look her and sighed dreamily. She rolled her eyes and dropped him onto the floor.
"How come we're the only dots on the screen? Where's Chef?" She asked.
Justin turned to her. "How did you get into our group?"
"I-uh…I uh." She stuttered. She stared straight into Justin's eyes and forgot everything. It was like, nothing else mattered. She couldn't remember where she was, who she was, what was happening.
Justin, eyes open in fear quickly turned around and ran off to catch up with the group. Heather stood there while she tried to remember what happened.
"Justin, stop!" She yelled in anger.
He found himself stopping, without even wanting to. It was like his brain was saying 'run' but his body said' nah I don't wanna'.
"Justin what the heck was that?" She asked in annoyance.
When he didn't answer Heather said in a cold tone," Tell me now."
"I don't know! Every time I look at someone in the eyes they do that and they just forget everything!" Shut up! He thought to himself.
"For how long?" Heather asked.
"Almost two weeks!" He cried out. She gasped and ran off and away from their group leaving a confused Justin. "What the heck? Where am I?" He looked around wondering what happened. He remembered he was supposed to be finding an egg, and- "Where's my group?" He cried out. He ran off in a random direction hoping to find someone before Chef could find him.
The rest of the group walked forward, not noticing the absence of Justin and Heather. Gwen heard some weird sucking noise and stopped and hushed the whole group.
"What is that?" Trent asked in disgust…and just a little fear.
They all turned to Beth who usually made that noise when she talked.
"Ever since I got my braces off I don't make that sound anymore." She said in her defense.
"Chris is that you?" Leshawna accused.
"I get blamed for everything." Chris smiled from in the camera room.
"It must be Chef. You wanna run or you wanna kick some alien butt?" Duncan said with excitement.
"Let's kick some alien butt!" Gwen decided with matching excitement. Trent awkwardly coughed to get her attention.
"Oh, Trent. Some thought?"
"Uh, yeah let's kick some alien butt!" He said with fake excitement.
"So who wants to go first?" Harold asked while looking over to Leshawna.
"Please after you!" She smiled.
While the campers kept making excuses so they didn't have to go first Beth snapped.
"I didn't suffer through years of braces, head gear, and saliva spittle, and the ridicule of my peers so I could hide from life!"
The girls all cheered for Beth, happy to see her confidence raise. When she rounded the corner they heard her sigh and say it was just the couple making out again.
After complaining at the turn of events they all walked forward and stopped at a large platform. They were forced to stand in a large line so they could fit on the narrow platform.
"Well it's a good thing we're all in one big line." Gwen sighed sarcastically.
"Yeah so Chef can come and pick us all off one by one."
"We've really got to work on our strategizing." They all jumped when they heard a large alarm scream 'DANGER'. Yeah, they were so caught.
They all decided to split up before Chef arrived and got them all. Lindsay, yes Lindsay of all the people, led Leshawna and Beth to a small stair case that brought them further down into the set.
"The map says the boiler room is east of here." Gwen informed everyone else.
"And alien eggs are always in the boiler room." Duncan finished for her.
"Yeah! East it is!" Trent added trying to sound smart but failing. He, Gwen, and DJ ran off towards the boiler room. Duncan stopped the couple though. "Uh where do you think you're going?"
"With you to the boiler room." Bridgette answered.
"Sorry but the love birds are on their own." He informed them and ran off and left the couple in shock. It's not that Duncan didn't like them, in fact he was good friends with Geoff, but they honestly didn't deserve a chance to win when all they did was just kiss and follow them around.
"Guess we lose." Geoff sighed. They sat down and waited for Chef to come and take them out of the game. They started to make out but after waiting for several minutes they just stopped waiting impatiently for Chef.
"Where is that dude?" Geoff asked.
"Maybe he just wants to get the others first." Bridgette replied. They thought differently when they heard stepping behind them. They turned to see Chef walking up to them with an evil glint in his eye. In fear they both screamed and Geoff held Bridgette behind him. Chef shot a paint ball at them…but it missed them completely. They all saw in shock as the paintball seemed to literally change directions and hit him! In shock Chef started shooting more at them but they all changed directions immediately. Giving up on the guns he just ran up to them, wiped off some paint from his costume, and wiped it on them.
"Out." He said coldly. He pointed into the direction of a hidden door and walked off. The two shocked teens quickly ran out the door and found themselves back near the trailers. They noticed that they had entered from a secret door on a fake tree.
They walked to the guy's trailer to talk.
"That was all my fault." They both said at the same time.
"Wait, what?" They said in unison.
"Bridge that was not your fault. Look I gotta tell you something. I've been…changing for the past few weeks and something big happened."
"Wait you control water too?" Bridge gasped in shock.
"Wait what? I was going to see I control wind…you control water?"
"Okay, yes I can. But I swear it only started a few weeks ago! I-I have no idea how! It just started happening…you control wind?" She asked.
"Well, yeah I mean I guess."
"I thought I was the only one." They both sighed together. They smiled at each other before they made out again.
"You're never alone Bridge." Geoff smiled after they were finished. They both smiled at each other and grabbed hands and waited for the game to end. They didn't care if they didn't win the game, they had won something much better.
They had no idea that someone was in the trailer too.
Owen, Izzy, and Harold had all stayed at the platform and were looking around, wondering what to do next. They were about to decide where to go when Chef snuck up behind Harold. He tried to do that cool move where they hang from the ceiling but he slipped and fell down. Harold, being an idiot, asked," Did anyone else hear that?"
Chef poked him on the shoulder. "Say hello to eternity." And shot Harold who flew back from the force of the shot.
He then aimed the gun at Owen, taking him out of the game. Soon he looked up and sneered at Izzy. He had been waiting to shoot the girl. She was one of the only campers here that could actually challenge him, and he always enjoyed a challenge. She smirked and pulled out a small paintball gun of her own.
"One of us isn't getting out of her clean." She looked at his paint covered costume.
"Uh you know what I mean."
"Is that all you got?" Chef challenged pulling out a giant paint gun just for her.
"Oh fun! I love this game!" She smirked pulling out a gun the size of his.
They both stood there like how people do in cowboy movies, waiting to make their move. Then Chef quickly aimed the gun and shot. The second it left the gun Izzy ran. Chef looked in confusion when he couldn't see Izzy anymore. He had never seen someone move so fast. He felt someone tap him on the shoulder and he turned to see nobody. He looked around while gripping the gun closely.
Izzy POV
Okay, okay I know I'm not supposed to use my powers but come on! It is just so tempting! Did you see the look on his face when I wasn't there? Priceless! I love messing around with Chef! It's so much fun to see that one vein on his neck pop out. I named it Marcus the Fourth! I was just running around the entire set having a blast. I even tapped Chef on the shoulder to confuse the guy. Yeah he did not see that coming! I was making another lap around the whole set when I sort of…tripped. Of course I had to trip right near Chef and I landed right in front of him.
Quickly he shot me with a paintball straight in the chest. I decided that since I was going to lose then I should have some fun with it.
I pretended to stop breathing and fell to the floor, unmoving.
"Oh boy." He muttered worried that he had just killed the girl.
She opened her eye and jumped straight back of giggling.
"Oh I thought you were dead." Chef sighed but was smiling. Hey, he had to give her props. She scared him!
"Yeah I get that a lot!" She laughed.
Chris, who had been watching the whole interaction wasn't so happy. "What was that? Where are the guts? The gore?" He was also a little ticked that Izzy had just revealed herself. Quickly he deleted the whole running part. Nobody needed to know about that! He really didn't want a call from the military or whatever demanding Izzy was sent there. Or that's at least what he thought would happen.
"I'll fix it." He smirked. He placed on a camouflage and smiled at his reflection in a mirror. "I really should wear camo more often."
Gwen POV
Trent, DJ, Duncan, and I ran off towards the boiler room in search of the alien eggs. The whole time though my thoughts kept switching over to Trent. Okay, I really liked the kid. He made me feel like an actual person, not some goth chick who's always mopey and sad and lonely. The fact that he took the time to get to know me just amazed me. But, we have nothing in common! I couldn't blame him for being upset when Duncan and I bonded. We both loved the same movies, shows, music, and style, pretty much everything. But I just don't know what to do now. Ever since it happened I've been a little distant with him. If he found out he would freak! He wouldn't give me a second glance and just walk away, pretend he never knew me. I was a monster on the inside, and I knew one day I would be one on the outside too.
Sighing I gripped the GPS harder until we reached the boiler room.
Third POV
When the group of teens finally reached the boiler room they slowly entered. Inside was this large futuristic looking machine and all over the floor near it was hundreds off green eggs covered up with a small fog. They had finally reached it, and Chef was nowhere near them!
Lindsay had led her small group over to a small room. "Where are we?" She asked the others.
"Uh if we knew, then we wouldn't be lost." Leshawna said. Yeah, it was pretty dumb to follow Lindsay now that she thought about it. Suddenly a large wall shot out from the ceiling and shut off their only exit.
"Uh I hate to be the bearer of big bad alien news, but I think this may be a trap!" Beth and Lindsay quickly ran over to Leshawna and held on to her in fear. Chef, who was on the other side, filled up the sprinkler system with slime and turned it on. He laughed when he heard the girl's screams and curses towards him. He hated this job, but it did have a few perks here and there.
Walking into the boiler room they made their way towards the large machine and looked at the eggs.
"Wow, they look so real." Trent gasped.
"Woohoo we won!" DJ cheered.
"Not so fast big guy! We still have to get the eggs back to home base." Duncan pointed out. His GPS started to go crazy and beeping as loud as it could. Chef was coming.
"Quick lower me down!" She said to Trent who obeyed and helped her down. She quickly grabbed an egg which cracked when she held onto it too tightly. "Ever heard of plastic props?" She growled. She carefully grabbed an egg for everyone and was dragged back up.
They all turned to the door they entered to see it open up. Chef's head popped out and he smiled evilly at the campers. DJ, who should have really been more careful, ran straight into Duncan and dropped right onto his egg.
"Save yourselves!" He cried out to the others who had already left with Chef in the rear. Well he didn't really mean it. You'd expect someone to help save him! He sighed and walked away, looking for the nearest exit.
Duncan, Gwen, and Trent bolted through several doors until they left the alien set and entered a cowboy setting. They heard Chris' voice above them say," Attention civilians the military is here to protect you now! Unfortunately we can't let you leave with any alien eggs." They looked up to see Chris inside his red helicopter like the one from last season. They saw Chef walk up to them with his now larger paintball gun aimed at them. Of course I have to be the nearest to him, Duncan thought.
"But we're supposed to take the alien eggs! That's what you said!" Trent accused Chris while pointing at him.
"Right, I did!" Chris smiled and dropped two large missiles that were filled with slime.
"Incoming!" Duncan cried and they all ran off in different directions.
Green slime flew in every direction. Even Chris had to close the copter door to avoid the slime.
Chuckling he opened the door to see the damage. Duncan and Chef were covered from head to toe in slime. Gwen and Trent, who had been smart enough to hide behind some barrels, were perfectly fine. Duncan looked at his hands that used to hold his egg but was not covered in slimy goop.
He walked over to the couple and asked," Does this mean I'm out?"
"Too bad, so sad. More money for me!" Gwen teased.
"Oh, down for the count." Duncan laughed.
Looking around Gwen gasped. "Our alien eggs!"
They looked over to see Chef had a large wooden plank on his head with an egg balancing on top. He was starting to wake up and the egg started to tilt just a little.
"I'm on it!" Duncan smiled but Trent pushed him out of the way.
"No I got it!" He needed to impress Gwen somehow before Duncan stole her away from him!
Gwen grasped onto her neck to find her necklace and gasped when she couldn't find it. "My necklace! It's gone!" Trent stopped to look around for it and found it stuck in-between two metal bars from the sewer gutter. But it wouldn't hold for long.
He looked at the two objects. He only had time for one! What do I do? He thought to himself. Quickly following instincts he grabbed the necklace just before it fell in. The egg however didn't have such luck and fell off the board and cracked.
"Sorry I didn't save the egg." Trent apologized while handing her back her necklace.
"Oh it's okay! Thanks for saving my necklace! Here you have it for good luck! It looks good on you" she smiled while placing it around his neck.
"Girl." Duncan 'coughed'.
"You three gave it a valiant effort, but you're still losers!" Chris snickered at them.
Trent quickly bolted forward while pointing at two eggs that had managed to survive.
"Not so fast Chris!" He smiled and handed one egg to Gwen. They ran off towards home base before Chef or Chris could stop them.
"Can't you do anything right?" Chris snapped at Chef.
"Where's my money! Give me my money!" He shouted at Chris who ran off before Chef could get him.
Back at the trailers the campers waited for Chris to come with the winners. They had been waiting for a few hours, and they were getting so hungry that even Chef's food was looking like gourmet food from a restaurant.
Finally Trent and Gwen ran to them holding eggs, along with Chris, and a slime covered Duncan.
"We have our two winners! Our only two winners!" Chris announced to the bored looking campers.
"The rest of you really stink. As our winners Trent and Gwen will be able to pick their teams; meaning they'll be competing against each other this year!" Gwen and Trent both gasped in shock. Gwen threw her egg onto the floor and looked at Chris with a hopeful expression.
"Really Gwen? Did you think that that would work? Okay, you two will pick your teams after two cast members are voted off at the most thrilling Gilded Chris Award Ceremony yet!" He laughed when he saw the campers gasp and shock cover their faces. He loved his job!
"Yes you heard me I said two! I'm liking the twos today. Must be Tuesday!" He joked but frowned when nobody laughed. "Yeah I don't get paid to write this show." He shrugged.
The campers all made their way to a large stage area and sat down in large wooden benches. It looked like a giant outdoor theatre and some of them feared that Chris would force another talent show challenge on them again. Loud award music played out of hidden speakers from all around the theatre. Chris walked out dressed in a sky blue tuxedo and made his way to a podium that had a mike on it.
"Now is the time to cast your votes. Under your seats you'll find your voting devices." They all grabbed the device. It was a small little PDA and they scrolled through. Each camper's face was on it and they had a small check box next to each of them.
"Just press the button of the person you want voted off. Oh and no peeking because that means 'nananana nanana hey hey hey goodbye'!" Chris sang off key. (Okay I failed at that part but you know what he sang!)
"The votes have been cast! If you get a gilded Chris, it means you stay." The campers all lost their breath while laughing when Chef walked onto the stage in a sparkly pink dress with matching gloves, hat, and shoes. In his hand he held one of those chocolate bars covered in gold foil, but was molded to look like Chris.
"And the gilded Chris' go to…Trent, Gwen, Harold, Duncan, and Izzy!" Chef threw a gilded Chris at each teen named. "E-scope!" Izzy corrected.
"Fine E-scope! Izzy, Justin, and Beth are all safe too." The girls cheered and hugged Justin.
"So is Owen, DJ, and surprisingly Heather!"
Everyone looked to see only three people hadn't gotten an award yet: Leshawna, Bridge, and Geoff.
"The final gilded Chris award goes to…Leshawna!" Said girl cheered and hugged Bridge and Geoff but quickly backed off with a quick apology.
"B-but I thought everyone liked us." Bridgette said in confusion.
"Yeah, like being the operative (?) word." Duncan replied.
"Any final words?" Chris asked the two. They shrugged and began making out…again.
"Who will Gwen and Trent pick for their team?
Will Izzy ever answer to her actual name?
Will Owen finally get some lunch?
We'll find out next time on
TOTAL
DRAMA
ACTION!"
The campers rolled their eyes at Chris' overdramatic attitude and went back to their trailers. They had just finished a long day and they needed to rest.
Heather couldn't rest. She had broken her promise to herself to never use her 'gift'. Sure it made her life easier but what would happen if she got caught? She couldn't get very far with lies. She remembered using it on Justin. He said his 'gift' came around two weeks ago. Just like her. He was just like her. Who else was?
Izzy easily fell asleep and dreamed about battling aliens. She could care less about showing off her power. She wanted the challenge.
DJ was shaking with fear. He had slipped up again! What if he got caught? People would totally run away in fear! Sure it wasn't that great of a power, but it made him a freak!
Bridgette and Geoff both fell asleep peacefully. They were happy to know that there was someone like them. They didn't have to fear about having it split them up. They weren't alone.
Justin was thinking (surprise) all night. He had quickly been shot after losing his group and went to the trailer to nap when he heard the door open. He heard Bridge and Geoff talk about something interesting. I'm not the only one?
Gwen and Trent both couldn't sleep. They were afraid that the other would find out about them. They were afraid that they would be abandoned. Maybe being on different teams would be good for them. Less time together means less of a chance of getting caught.
Day two was done, only forty left. Oh joy.