Tony: Last time on total drama island, we met the campers who will be staying here and we learned what their first challenge would be. Will the teams be able to coexist with one another? Who will be victorious? And who will be the first person voted off? Find out on this episode of Total... Drama... Island!


(We see the campers having breakfast in the mess hall. Everyone is sitting with their teammates.)

Eddy:(In a hushed tone.) Okay, so we're agreed, it'll be Rolf, Flapjack, and Ed.

Ed: Ah gee, I don't know, guys, I'm not very fast.

Edd: Don't worry, Ed. I have a foolproof plan to ensure our victory.

Eddy: What is it, sock head?

Edd: Oh don't worry, Eddy, you'll see.

Ed: Oh boy, I like surprises.

(Meanwhile, at another table over, the Toxic Rats still couldn't make a decision.)

Mr. Blik: I think Brian should do it, after all, dogs are naturally fast.

Brian: Hey that is a racial stereotype, not all dogs are fast.

Kevin: Yeah well the race is in two hours and we still need two more runners to volunteer.

Gordon: Aye, I guess I can volunteer.

Kevin: Good, now we just need one more person. But who? (Kevin looks around his table at all of his fellow teammates, Brian is reading a book, Peter had a very painful hangover from yesterday, Jimmy and Sarah were chatting amongst themselves, Jonny was helping Plank chew his food, Stimpy was picking his nose, and Ren was looking on in disgust.) Okay look, we need one more volunteer to run in the relay race, if we don't, we forfeit, and that means one of us will be voted off! (The campers look at each other.) I said we need a volunteer! (Kevin slams his fist down on the table, causing some of the campers to exchange worried looks.)

Jonny: Plank wants to-

Kevin: Uh, we need someone besides Plank, Jonny. (Kevin looks worriedly over at the Killer Bass, who seem to have everything figured out, as they were eating their breakfast peacefully.) Alright look, if one of you doesn't volunteer in the next 5 seconds I'm gonna come over there and-

Ren: This guy will do it! (Ren holds up Stimpy.)

Stimpy: Uh, okay, I guess.

Kevin: Ok great so it'll be me, Gordon, and Stimpy.

Kevin: I gotta say, I'm not liking our chances so far. I mean, Gordon and Stimpy don't exactly look like the fastest people on the planet.

Gordon: Aye, I really don't want to do this, but I suppose I should take one for the team.


12:00 PM

(All the campers have gathered around a track near the Eastern side of the island.)

Tony: Attention campers, it is now time for the 50 yard relay race. The rules are simple, there will be three competitors per team, only one competitor is allowed on the track at a time, the first team to have all three competitors cross the finish line is the winner. And here are our competitors. For the Killer Bass, our starter is Rolf, bringing up the middle, is Flapjack, and bringing up the rear is Ed. And for the Toxic Rats, our starter will be Kevin, our middle man will be Gordon, and Stimpy will be bringing up the rear. Now, during this race there will be no tripping and no shoving, I want a good, clean race. Now racers,

on your mark!

(Kevin and Rolf both get in ready positions.)

Get set!

(Several campers begin to get anxious.)

Go!

(Kevin and Rolf both take off running at full speed and Rolf actually manages to get about three feet ahead of Kevin as they begin to rush torwards Gordon and Flapjack, who have both gotten in ready positions. Rolf reaches Flapjack first and tags him on the back, allowing Flapjack to take off running. A mere two seconds later, Kevin reaches Gordon and tags him, and the campers look on in surprise as Gordon manages to catch up to Flapjack, who was a couple of feet ahead of him and they are quickly engaged in a neck and neck struggle as they near the last two runners, Ed and Stimpy. Gordon and Flapjack both reach Ed and Stimpy at the same time, and Ed just stands there stupidly while Stimpy takes off and gets a quick 10 feet advantage over Ed.

Eddy: C'mon Ed, move it! (Ed looks over.)

Ed: Hi Eddy! (Eddy facepalms.)

Eddy: Ed, start running or you'll lose the race!

Ed: Oh, okay Eddy! (Ed starts running down the track, unfortunately, Stimpy is only 10 feet away from the finish line. Edd walks over to the finish line and holds up a piece of buttered toast.

Edd: Oh, Ed! (Ed notices the buttered toast.)

Ed: Buttered toast! (Ed takes off down the track at speeds thought impossible and he quickly passes Stimpy, who loses his balance and does a faceplant while Ed zooms to the finish line in a matter of seconds. Ed quickly crashed into Edd and ate the buttered toast in one bite.)

Tony: The Killer Bass have claimed victory!

Rolf: Very good, edboy!

Nazz: Wow, that was rad dude.

Eddy: Way to go, Lumpy!

Flapjack: Woohoo!

Waffle: Splee!

Fred Fredburger: Yes!

(Tony then turns torward the Toxic Rats.)

Tony: And as for you, I am deeply ashamed. And it pains me to inform you that by the end of today one of you will be leaving this island. You all have 2 hours to cast your votes for you think should be voted off the island. After that 2 hours is over I want all of you to meet me by the campfire.

(All of the campers gulp.)


(In the mess hall, the Killer Bass are enjoying a five star meal.)

Edd: Attention please! (The Killer Bass all turn to Edd.) I'd like to propose a toast, to the man who won us the race, Ed!

(The Killer Bass all start cheering for Ed.)

Ed: Ah it was nothing.

(Meanwhile, on the other side of the mess hall, the Toxic Rats were sitting angrily at their table.)

Mr. Blik: Ugh, I hate losing, especially when its someone else's fault.

Kevin: Grrrr, if it wasn't for that stupid cat we would be eating prime ribs right now. (Kevin glares angrily at Stimpy.)

Ren: (Ren slaps Stimpy.) You stupid idiot, why couldn't you run faster!

Gordon: Well let's not be too hard on him, after all, he tried his best, besides, I don't anybody at this table could have done any better.

Kevin: So, Ed just stood there for half the time, Stimpy could have easily made it to the finish line before him.

Gordon: I seem to recall you having some trouble with Rolf as well.

Kevin: Well, yeah, but, I...

Gordon: Exactly.

Gordon: I don't know who I'm gonna vote for, although I might have an idea.

Kevin: I don't care what that stupid furball says, I'm still voting for that moron Stimpy.

Ren: That bloated idiot is outta here!

Brian: Maybe it's just my personal hatred of cats but I think I know who I'm gonna vote for.


2 hours later at campfire.

(Tony is seen holding a tray of 11 marshmallows.)

Tony: Well, the time has come to see who will be the first camper to be voted off the island. As you can see I hold a tray of 11 marshmallows in my hand, but there are only 12 of you. So, when I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow, the one who does not receive a marshmallow will have to walk to the dock of shame, board the boat of losers, and leave the island, and you can never come back, ever!

So, let's get this ceremony started!

Mr. Blik

Mr. Blik: Yeah baby, first one!

Mr Blik: Ya know, its not always about winning, its about beating the other losers!

Tony: Jimmy

Sarah

Ren

Plank

Jonny

Peter

Brian

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Gordon: Aha!

Gordon: Phew, that was a close one, I was almost out there, but I'm still in this.

Tony: And now we are down to our final two campers. (Tony stares at Kevin and Stimpy.)

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(Kevin lets out a sigh of relief.)

Kevin: See ya later, dork.

Stimpy: But, but, but, but-

Tony: No butts, now get your butt down to the boat of losers, pronto.

(Stimpy takes a long and sad walk to the boat of losers while sad music plays. Stimpy reluctantly gets on the boat and looks at the other campers sadly, then boat pulls away.)

Tony: Well, it looks like Stimpy was our first camper to be eliminated. The rest of you, go on back to your cabins. Better get some sleep, trust me, you'll need it for your next challenge.

Mr. Blik: Whaddya mean we'll need it?

Tony: Oh nothing.

Kevin: One dork down, 22 more to go.

Gordon: I must say I want to win and all but I can't help but feel sorry for Stimpy, after all, it was just a wee slip up, it happens to the best of us.

Ren: (In a creepy tone.) Do I feel sorry for my best pal Stimpy, hmmmmmmm, do I feel sorry for him, hmmmm, let me think, hmmmmm. (His tone abruptly turns into psychotic rage.) No, I don't feel sorry for him! Not one little bit! Do you here what I'm saying! (Ren grabs the camera and throws it against the wall.)

Brian: Hey, that guy was a cat, do you really expect me to feel sorry for the jackass?

Stewie: Excellent, I am now one step closer to victory!


Tony: Will the Toxic Rats be able to make a comeback in our next challenge?

Find out next time on Total... Drama... Island!