A/N: I took this chapter down a couple times to edit it a lot, so if it dosen't make sense in some parts please tell me.
So I got good reviews last time. I LOVE YOU PEOPLE- *cough* Cheers. Oh, and, I don't really know how often I'll be posting. It depends on how busy I am with school and such. Any mistakes must be pointed out to me. I noticed there was a mistake with the team naming. TRENT IS ON HEATHER'S TEAM. Sorry 'bout that.
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P.S I will probably NEVER own anything. Which SUCKS.
Last time on Total Drama Reunion, the players were divided into two teams after arriving. Team Big Losers and Team Amazing Things. Let's see how today goes!
Ah, morning. Don't you just love them? The wee birdies chirping at morning, serenading you awake as you stretch and begin your day.
Sadly, that doesn't happen in Camp Wawanakwa. We get the old crappy mornings where you can barely scrape the sleep-crud from your eyes; you're sore everywhere and you're pissed because you didn't get enough sleep. Unfortunately, I don't really care. 'S your problem.
To everyone's dismay, Chris' voice pierced the still morning air announcing that the time to rise from the dead(1) was nigh.
The boy's side of the Big Losers' cabin was beginning to stir to semi-life. Some idiot had given Owen the top bunk, and Noah was sleeping just below. As soon as Owen stirred, the top bunk broke off, smashing Noah further into the bottom bunk. Apparently not noticing that he'd just fallen practically from the sky, Owen got up, scratched his butt and gave his morning belch before heading into the bathroom. Geoff was snoring loudly on the bottom bunk, but as soon as he heard the announcement from Chris, he tumbled off the bed with a crack emanating from somewhere near his facial region. Trent had the top to Geoff's bottom bunk, and when he heard the crack, he shot up from his dead sleep and screamed," NOT THE FACE!" When he realized he actually wasn't being chased by a mob of angry vampire zombies. That was a relief.
Most of the girls' side had already gotten up. Beth was standing up outside the cabin, stretching and rubbing her eyes. Lindsay was applying some sort of foundation to her already perfect face. It wasn't long until all of the campers were (remotely) awake and complaining.
"GOSH, Chris couldn't leave us for 5 more minutes? Just, GOSH!" Harold complained, stumbling from the cabin, and seemingly tripping on air as he made it outside.
Somehow, Sierra had gotten hold of Cody—who was still asleep—and had dragged him by the face to outdoors. She was the only one who seemed...not dead. She was chattering nonstop to the sleeping Cody," We're going to have sooo many children, and then we're going to get a mansion and—" She was cut off as Chris' voice rang into the ears' of the campers.
"Gooooood morning campers! It's time for our first challenge! Meet me at the beach after breakfast—which by the way is a scrumptious form of something that is hopefully edible!" With several groans of displeasure, the campers shoved off towards the Mess Hall.
Once there, the first one in line—which was coincidentally Owen—began to wait in line for breakfast. With an evil smirk, Chef spooned something similar to glue into Owens' bowl.
"Alright! Yogurt!" Owen yelled before shovelling a huge spoonful into his mouth.
"Uh...Owen?"
"Yeah, Trent?"
"Does yogurt usually move like that...?" Sure enough, the...ahem...yogurt...was attempting to climb out of bowl.
"Bad yogurt!" Owen took up his spook and smacked it. The yogurt let out a hiss before sinking back into the bowl. Owen happily continued to eat.
Eventually, everyone was seated at their respective team tables, either trying to tame their breakfast or just not eating it. Gwen and Duncan sat together at the Amazing Things' table; their heads were close together and they were laughing and giggling. Courtney shot them her best death glare, but they apparently took no notice.
C.C:
Courtney: I'm not thrilled to be on the same team as the boyfriend kisser and the soon to be dead man, but that's okay, because I can get them voted off. All I have to do is throw a challenge.
Courtney turned back to her yogurt, which had gotten as far as out of the bowl, but she slapped it with the spoon and it gave a bark and shifted back into the bowl.
At the Big Losers' table, Trent was struggling to get his yogurt to co-operate with him at just be eaten, when he looked up and saw Duncan and Gwen whispering and giggling with each other. He remembered last time when he went slightly crazy with his love for Gwen and began throwing challenges for her. He got booted off for that, but as far as he knew, Gwen and he were still friends.
C.C:
Trent: I'm not jealous of Duncan, okay? I know you're thinking it. He's lucky he gets a girl as smart, pretty, talented, amazing—
Trent looked back at his yogurt which had begun an ascent up his chest.
C.C
Trent: Funny, kind, friendly—
"Hey, has anyone seen Noah?" LeShawna suddenly said,"I just realized that he's not here." The whole team looked up. Just then, Owens' eyes grew wide a fraction. The whole team noticed and turned to him. He gave them a shy smile.
"I'llberightback," Owen jumped from the table and grabbed the remainder of his breakfast and zoomed away as fast as his chubby legs could carry, which—mind you—wasn't very fast.
"What's his problem," it was more of a statement Heather spoke.
An announcement over the P.A. stopped any further conversation. Of course, it was Chris,"Breakfast times' over! Beach. Now."
Once all the teams were gathered on the beach, Chris got his trusty megaphone and began to speak," For your first challenge, you're going to have to make a team flag using the materials you can get from the shack over there," Chris gestured to some broken down beach shack," Then, you're gonna have to come up with a team slogan," he smirked evilly," After you've done that, at least one teammate has to take the flag up to the cliff(2) and shout your team slogan. If we like it, you win. Any questions?"
"Yes," Beth began," What about—"
"No questions. Good."
"But I had a—"Beth started again.
"Readysetgo!" With that, Chris leapt out of the way and went to join Chef on the other side of the island.
Everyone had begun a mad scramble towards the shack, but Alejandro yelled," WAIT!"
They all froze in their tracks.
"Do not rush, my friends," Alejandro walked up to the mass of people," Let the team captains choose who gets to go first."
"I do, let's go," Heather said before Alejandro could continue. Cody came up to Alejandro's side.
"You did say—"
He held up a hand to silence him.
Inside the shack, Heather and her team had begun a frantic search for all the things they could use. Just then, Owen came crashing into the shack with Noah sling over his shoulder.
" I found him!" He un-slung Noah and put him down on the ground. Noah had a scowl on his face.
C.C
Owen: How was I supposed to know that the bunk beds were that weak?
"Where were you?" Heather scolded.
"He was—" Owen began.
"Don't. Say. Anything," Noah tip-toed to reach Owens' shoulder and he tried to look somewhat threatening.
"He was in the bathroom," Owen finished quickly," Must've been that thing Chef made last night."
"Yeah, because that's exactly what happened," Heather glared at the pair.
"Hey, I'm the sarcastic one!" Noah complained.
"Whatever. We have to make a flag and team slogan," Heather filled them in quickly," let's go."
After the Big Losers were done, team Amazing Things didn't have much to go on. All they found was a dead pelican, several long pieces of string, a bucket of neon pink paint and a small roll of brown paper.
"How are we supposed to win with this junk?" Gwen remarked.
"We'll make it happen," Alejandro cheered," Team Amazing Things!" He put one hand out in front of him as if he expected the team to put their hands in, too. Nobody followed, not even Courtney.
"Yay..." Alejando cheered himself before following his teammates outside.
C.C:
Alejandro: I wish people would stop thinking that my nice guy thing is just an act. It's not this time! I swear! If I'm going to win, I'm going to win fair and square. I am truly sorry for deceiving you all, and if I win, I will share all of the prize money with you amazing people.
Behind his back, he crossed his fingers.
"Campers, you have an hour remaining to finish your challenge!" Chris' megaphone-ified voice blared across the lake. Although Team Big Losers were almost done, Team Amazing Things was just getting started. They were simply standing there, staring at their tools. So far, the only thing done was the slogan.
Suddenly, Cody sprang to life, making everyone jump out of their shorts," I GOT IT!" He picked up the string and began weaving some sort of ... thing... at slow pace. Sweat beaded at his forehead as he worked, constantly getting his hands tied up and having to undo and redo the knots.
Katie looked nervously at the other team," Oh my gosh, Sadie look! They're finished!"
After what seemed like forever and a day, Cody yelled," IT'S FINISHED!"
"Five minutes people!" Chris screamed from the other side of the lake
Proudly, he held it up so all could see.
"We don't have time to check it," Alejandro cut in," Justin, take the banner to the top of the cliff and rip your shirt off. Maybe that'll gain us points."
So, without seeing what was on the banner, Justin grabbed it from Cody and began to race toward the cliff
" Wow! Good gob, Bridgette!" LeShawna remarked, looking down at the flag.
Bridgette shrugged," It's better than what the other team has."
"I'll take it up to the cliff, since I'm the most physically fit," Without waiting for any remarks, Eva grabbed up the flag and began to run to the top of the hill at roadrunner speed.
The team watched in awe as Eva reached the cliff peak with two minutes to spear.
" BIG LOSERS, BETTER THAN YOUR FACE!" Eva screeched, holding up the flag. It was a black piece of cloth with Heather's face on it. It had a few shells glued in a circle around her face, and below were the words 'Better than your face'
"Impressive. Not a big fan of the slogan, though," Chris commented," Eh. I'll give it a solid 6."
Scowling at Chris, Eva began her descent from the cliff and nearly smashed into Justin, who was lugging his teams' flag up the cliff. Before even unravelling the flag, Justin ripped off his shirt and flashed Chris and Chef a dazzling smile.
He finally lifted up the flag," We will beat you!" It was a pretty simple slogan, but it was oh so powerful. But, to his dismay, Justin saw that Chris and Chef were cracking up.
Between chuckles, Chris managed to choke out," Hey buddy, you spelt things wrong!" Before falling off his chair in a fit of laughter. Justin turned the piece of brown paper around to read what it said.
THE AMAZING THONGS.
C.C:
Cody: How was I supposed to know I spelt things wrong if they didn't let me check it?
D.J: !
Owen: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA! He laughed so hard, he farted, then he laughed even harder.
Izzy: I don't get what's so funny. I wear them all the time!
Duncan: He was banging his head on the table, in a pitiful attempt to stop laughing.
"That settles it then," Chris declared," The Big Losers win!"
Cheers broke out on the beach. Owen chest bumped Noah—who wasn't prepared for it—and sent him fly half way across the beach. Owen began to run after him.
At the campfire ceremony that night...
"Well, Amazing Thongs," Chris addressed them, barely concealing his laughter," It looks like you guys are due for elimination!"
Gwen looked at Courtney worriedly. Said girl drew a finger across her throat and made choking sounds, then pointed to Gwen.
"The campers that are safe are Katie, Sadie, Lindsay, Beth, Sierra, Gwen,"
"WHAT?" Courtney yelled, outraged. She wasn't paying attention when Chris called her name, and the marshmellow hit her straight in the face, knocking her off her tree-stump.
"Duncan," After catching his marshmellow, he winked at Gwen. Courtney caught this little gesture and growled under her breath.
"Harold. Gentlemen, I only have two marshmellows left. The final marshmellow goes to...
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" Justin."
"YES!" Cody had jumped into the air, but when he realized everyone was staring, he sat back down.
"Well, Cody, I guess that this team dosen't have room for any spelling errors," Chris began to laugh. The whole team threw their uneaten marshmellows at him. Cody didn't even wait for the boat of losers to come, he leapt off the Dock Of Shame and swam away.
"NOOOOO!" Sierra screamed and nearly jumped in after him, but Chris held her back.
C.C:
Ezekiel: I wasn't the first booted off! YESSSSS! A fly comes into his line of vision. He begins to chase it.
Our first elimination ceremony that didn't end in Ezekiel getting voted off first. Will the Big Losers continue to prove their name wrong? Will the Amazing Thongs ever fix their banner? Will Sierra get over her loss of Cody? Find out the answers to all these next time on
TOTAL.
DRAMA.
REUNION!
A/N: Whole day writing this. Enjoy. I'm off to read Percy Jackson now :)
up from a very very deep sleep.
cliff they jumped off of in the first episode.
Also, I'm having trouble showing where the CC's stop and start. So I apologize if it's not clear.
