(AN: This is going pretty quick, huh? 10 more chapters to go! That's honestly rather relieving to say, as opposed to 23 xD oh well.)
Chris: Last time on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island, the teams got to know each other…a little too well! Thanks, friends and family! Sam's confidence dropped to a new low, while Zoey turned downright nasty! The Maggots won the advantage, but that was short lived, as Cameron took a huge boot to the head! Bye bye, sucka! With one man down, the 6 Maggots tried their best to cooperate under Beth's leadership, but, sadly, it was not meant to be! At elimination, Zoey was easily voted out, protesting her cause to the bitter, bitter end. With only 11 contestants left, who will make it into the final 10? Find out on Total…Drama…Revenge of the Island!
*cue the theme song*
Episode 3: Ice, Ice Baby
"Ladies and gentlemen! I give you a toast to the Toxic Rats!"
"To the Toxic Rats!"
The other 5 members raised their glasses to Brick's announcement, then sipped their glasses of non-alcoholic champagne.
"Here's to a good tomorrow!" Jo added.
Brick chuckled slightly. "Seems like you've adapted to my ways, huh, soldier?"
Jo smirked back. "Well, I might have. Although, I think someone on your other end has."
She pointed to Anne Maria, who was too entranced in Brick to notice.
"Uh, private? Are you alright?" Brick asked, turning his head back.
Anne Maria's eyes glowed and she bit her lip further, as well as dug into her face with her nails.
"Mayday! Mayday! Man…uh, woman down! Woman down!" Brick yelled, causing the other 4 to cover their ears.
Jo quirked an eye. "Nice going, Soggy Pants! Sit down before your ego swells to the size of your pecs!"
Brick glared at her. "I'd like to mention that it was my leadership that got us here. No thanks to you."
Jo glared at him even harder. "Tell you what? I'll take over the reins tomorrow. I'll show all of you that we're both equally capable!"
Scott slumped into his plate of grilled chicken and green beans. "Oh, good gravy…"
"See? He agrees with me!" Jo smirked.
Scott: Oh, man, that chicken with gravy was…so good! Never had anything like that at home, that's for sure!
"It's settled then!" Brick smirked. "Tomorrow, you'll be in charge."
Sam gave Jo a thumbs-up. "I got your back!"
Jo patted Sam on the head. "See? This guy knows how it is!"
Sam: I'm still waiting for Jo to put in a good word with Dakota! I followed her instructions earlier today, after all.
"Right then, Jo, any strategies for us?" Brick said. "I'd like to get to bed soon…"
Jo smirked. "Aww, come on, Drippy-Pants, you can go to bed late, can't'cha?"
"No can do, soldier. Early to bed, early to catch the gruel! Or…is it the bagel?"
Jo groaned. "You know, now's not the time to get into this…"
"Then tell us, cadet! I need to be up at 0500 hours…"
Sam sighed and rolled his eyes. "Good grief, here we go again…"
Anne Maria pulled Sam near her by the ear.
"Brick's a bettuh man than yew'll evuh be!" she hissed at him, before relinquishing her grip.
Sam yelped as he knocked his head against Jo's with the recoil. Jo gave him a simpering smile.
"Whoa! I knew I was a dude magnet, but I didn't realize you were this bad, Sam!"
Sam looked at her, eyes narrowed. "You're going to give Dakota a good word tomorrow, right?"
"Oh yeah, of course! I'm a woman of my word!"
Sam pursed his lip. "I've got my eye on you."
Sam: If Jo says that she's going to do something, then I'd like her to follow up on that promise. My bro's like that, even though it can stress him out to no end to do so…
A small ahem emanated from the other side of the table.
"Oh yes, sirs and madams, a small gift from Sir Chris McLean."
The butler was holding 6 boxes of stationery emblazoned with Chris's face.
"McLean brand stationery, sirs and madams; he said 'tomorrow is mail day.'"
Sam looked at the stationery as he caught his. I really hope he hasn't found out…
Jo smirked as she caught hers. "Aww, Camp Wawanakwa has an address and a mailing system? Ha!"
"McLean approved mail service, ma'am," the butler replied, before stepping back to his post.
Jo: *she continuously laughs* oh, jeez, I didn't think Chris was this full of himself! Bumbler gal's right, this isn't the way to slash your budget.
Meanwhile, at the loser cabins, B was making a loud din.
"Ugh, dude, some of us are trying to get some R & R," Mike groaned, flipping over on his bunk.
Dawn was below Mike, silently watching B work. "It looks like he's making a contraption of…some kind."
B nodded, then sprinted out of the cabin.
Beth took a look at the work in progress. It was pearly white, but had strange, tubelike arms and a head with comedic and sad faces on it.
"I wonder if Chris knows about this thing," she said, before B hurtled back in.
B was sweating in concentration as he put the finishing touches on the robot. He slapped a piece of black fuzz on top of the robot, as well as glasses. He flicked a switch on in the back, and the robot shuddered to life.
Mike was staring at him, slack jawed. "Wait, are you…"
The robot's eyes lit up, but immediately started to flicker. Coughing and sputtering, the machine collapsed in a pile of sparks and metal.
B's face crumpled into an expression of sadness. He gently took the robot and wheeled it away.
Beth gave Mike and Dawn a look of confusion. "Was…he trying to create Cameron?"
Beth: I don't know what kind of an effect Cameron had on B, but apparently it's enough for him to try to create another him. I don't know if I should be touched or…weirded out.
The door opened again. Dakota entered the room, smelling like a rose, her skin radiant.
"There you are!" Mike said, giving her a strange look. "After elimination, you bolted straight for the washrooms!"
"Uh, yeah!" Dakota said, wrapping her towel around her hair and body tighter, "some of us need to exfo…ex…get prettier!"
"Well, I think you should've brought a…um…change of clothes with you," Dawn pressed gently.
Dakota looked at the three of them. "Nah! Daddy doesn't mind, so why should anyone else?"
Dawn: I don't know what kind of life Dakota leads, but it's a very sheltered one for sure.
"Ladies and…other ladies, if you don't mind, I'm going to use the little girls room!"
Jo pushed her seat back from the table and stood up.
"Sam, my man, you'll have her fawning over you first thing tomorrow! Just you wait and see!"
The door closed behind her. The other five sat in silence.
Brick slowly inhaled and sighed. "Right. There's something I need to get off of my chest, right here, right now…"
Anne Maria placed her head on her hands, breathing intensely.
"Ignore her," Sam groaned, taking another bite of his chicken and gravy. "Oh, aaand ignore that guy," he added, motioning over to Scott, who was drooling on his leftovers.
Brick rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Right, it's about Jo. Has anyone come to realize that it's difficult to trust her?"
Staci shrugged her shoulders. Sam quirked an eye. Scott gargled.
Anne Maria vigorously nodded. "Yes, yes, yes! Anything that this piece of man meat says must be true!"
Brick gave her a look. "Right, here's what we're going to do…"
The night flowed quietly into morning, with the sun gently glowing on the horizon. Chris, grinning from ear to ear, arrived with an airhorn.
"This never gets old," he whispered, before he blew it long and loud.
"Good morning, campers!" Chris said enthusiastically, as Brick ran up alongside him. "Meet me at Mount Looming Tragedy in 10! Tick tock!"
Scott groaned, flopping onto Brick's shoulder. "Great…I needed some more sleep…"
"Aww, Pit Stain, don't look so down on yourself," Jo said, clapping an arm on his shoulder. "C'mon, race you to the mess hall."
Scott looked over at her. "Why should I trust you?"
"Who else is there? Leaky pants? Sam I Am? Motormouth? Face it, Scottie, you've got so few hiding places left."
Scott attempted to snap back, but his eyes drooped. "Yeah…I guess…whatever."
"C'mon, Bricky Bot! I'll race you to the mess hall!"
Brick's face was contorted in a state of confusion.
Brick: Bricky Bot? I'm not robotic…am I?
"Made it!" Brick cheered as he pounded the door in victory.
"Not bad! You really need some deodorant, though," Jo replied, punching him playfully on the shoulder.
"She's right, you, uh…kinda…smell," Sam said, walking up the steps.
"Ha! See, he knows!" Jo smirked at Brick. "Besides, you don't wanna end up like Stink Bait over here," she added, motioning to a drooping Scott.
"Hey! That's uncalled for, soldier!" Brick snapped at her, picking up Scott and draping an arm around his shoulder.
"Also, for your information, I was going to shower after breakfast, but seems like other plans got in the way!"
Jo smirked as Brick and Scott entered the mess hall. Sam, on the other hand, stayed behind.
"So, uh, what'd she say?"
Jo looked over at him. "Oh, uh, her? She's really flattered, but, uh…she's not that interested…"
Sam slumped forward in defeat. "Oh…I knew it was all a fluke…"
"Aww, cheer up, buddy! Stick with me, and you can have any chick you want…"
Sam: Yeah, I know Brick's got a point, but I'll do anything to improve my life right now!
Jo: …Never did it! Ha! Take that, kiddo! I just spent most of my time in the washroom, doing absolutely squat! Next on my list…probably Chatterbox or Iron Woman. Right…they're all that's left! Ha! Go me!
"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Jo said to an exhausted Staci. "How'd you sleep?"
Staci yawned. "Fine."
Jo looked over at her as she entered the mess hall. "Gee. Not much of a talker, is sh-OW!"
Her arm swung up and smacked her right in the face. Grumbling, she entered the mess hall.
"Hello, teammates!"
Sam chuckled. "Heheh, what happened to your nose?"
"I, uh…just got a cold! Yeah!"
Sam looked puzzled. "But it's pretty warm out for so early in the morning…"
Jo: Yeah, like I'm going to admit that that happened. But really, who did it and how?
Brick gave her a stern look. "Sit down, captain! You said you wanted to lead today, then eat up!"
Sam nodded. "Yeah, seems like Chris and Chef had the courtesy to serve us ahead of time today…"
Jo looked at her scrambled eggs and moldy toast. "Oh, great. Part of a balanced, barftastic breakfast."
The door slammed open. "Mail time, dorks! Some of youse gots to reply to these pronto! I'm sendin' your replies back out after breakfast."
Chef dropped envelopes by Sam, Beth, and left a package by Dakota.
"Didn' know we got these," he grumbled at her, "but your daddy's a very rich man.
"Prolly bribed his way here…"
Dakota looked at her package. "Uh, hello? Isn't anyone going to open this for me?"
The rest of her team looked at her. "Well, no," Dawn said sweetly, "that's why the recipient's the one to open those…usually."
Dakota looked mournfully down at her package. "Uggggh, and I know what this is too!"
The other campers exchanged confused glances.
"Uhh, I think I can help with that."
Dakota looked behind her to see Sam sheepishly smiling at her.
"Oh, hi! Uh…you!"
Sam's smile dropped. "Well, gee, good to see you remember me."
Sam: Well, I was going to roll with Jo forgetting to put in a good word with Dakota, but seeing that she's forgotten about me…yeah, my chances are down the tubes.
Sam held his hands out. "Being a gamer means you have great thumb muscles! I got this."
Dakota cheerfully dropped the package into Sam's arms. He yelped as he collapsed under its weight.
"Whoa! Heh heh, didn't know you were that strong, Dakota!"
Dakota beamed.
Dakota: Daddy never taught me how to work out, but one of my butlers wouldn't accept any of my bribes! He's so sweet, though! Taught me the best ways to carry lots and lots clothing! Yay!
Sam struggled to lift the package onto the table. The rest of the Maggots watched his plight.
"You know, I could help with that if you…" Beth started to say, but was interrupted by a loud slam.
"GOT IT!" Sam gasped, jamming his thumb in between the package slats. Grinning as he heard the packaging tape snap, he slid his thumb across the length of the package.
Dakota squirmed in excitement. Ripping the package open, she threw the contents every which way, making her way to the bottom.
"Gee, it's not like she's had enough clothes," Mike groaned, as a pair of underwear flopped onto his head.
"You have to admit, this is high-quality material…and organic!" Dawn said, looking at a designer shirt and swimsuit. "But what…"
Dakota lifted the grand prize out of the bottom of the package. "I was asking for this!"
In her hands was a foot massager/warmer.
"Yeah, no, pretty girl, Chris said 'no nonessential electronics!'" Chef snapped at her, snatching it out of her hands.
"Hey, come on! You're so mean!" Dakota wailed, as she fruitlessly pounded against Chef's chest.
Chef rolled his eyes and grumbled. "All of you, go to Mount Loomin' Tragedy! You'll send out your mail later today!"
Sam looked mournfully at Dakota. "Hey, uh…sorry about that…"
Dakota's eyes filled with tears. "NO ONE LIKES ME!" she wailed, and bolted out of the mess hall.
Sam looked at the rest of the Maggots. "Is, uh, is she always like that?"
Dawn shook her head. "Normally she's a lot sweeter and…well…more naïve…but this is something else altogether!"
Beth looked puzzled. "I knew she had a rich family and pampered background, but not like this!"
"So, uh, I'll meet you guys at the challenge! Good luck!" Sam stammered, hurrying after his departing team.
Dawn looked at the departing contestant.
"Did he remember his envelope?"
Sam: *he slams the confessional door shut* Whew! Time to read this sucker! *he looks at the camera* No peeking! *he covers it with his hand*
Jo, Brick, and Scott were trooping to Mount Looming Tragedy, with Anne Maria trotting quickly behind, eyes still glowing. Staci took up the rear, continually looking behind her.
"Uh, guys…?" she warily asked, but a glare from Anne Maria silenced her quickly.
Staci: Yah, just keep fading into the background…
Jo looked over at Scott, who was drooping again. A small smile crossed her lips…
"Hey, Scottie, you want to be my co-captain?"
Brick gave Jo a look. Scott snapped to attention.
"Wh-wha? Well, uh…I dunno, why should I trust you?"
"Be-cause, Skids, I might've heard Anne Maria and Staci chatting in the communal washrooms about you. Seems like someone's not pulling their weight…"
Scott looked at her warily, but gulped.
Jo smirk grew. Time to go in for the kill.
"Sooo…they said that you didn't help out much in terms of team effort or leadership."
Scott's eyes narrowed. "How do I know what you're saying is true?"
"Oh, please, I've been watching you, and I can back up those claims," Jo continued, increasing her stride slightly. "Besides, I'm leader, so I'm only trying to bring out the best in us, you know?"
Scott sighed and glared over at her. "Whatever, fine."
Scott: Maybe she's right, maybe she's not. I mean, hey, it's not like I've been paying attention to Staci and Anne Maria all that much, right?
Jo smiled before starting to run ahead. "Nice doing business with ya!"
Brick glared at her. "Oh, no you don't!"
Scott looked as the cadet sprinted off after her, then shrugged his shoulders.
"What a team, huh?"
"I know, right?"
Scott gasped slightly as Anne Maria bolted past him.
"Wait…wha…since wh…what?"
Scott: *he scratches his head* What's gotten into her lately?
Jo: Seems like Scott really isn't familiar with the ol' familiar negotiations trick…well played, Jo!
"Welcome you two…no, three!" Chris said as the trio arrived at their destination. "Shame that you gotta wait for the rest of your team, though!"
Jo slapped her face with her hand hard. "Oh, come on!"
Brick sighed and hastily looked away at his admirer. "Well, hopefully it won't be long…"
Scott stumbled onto the scene, panting slightly.
"Aww, does baby need a nap?" Chris asked smugly.
Scott gave him a look. "For your information, I've been up since the crack of dawn!"
"Yes?"
Scott jumped as he looked behind him. "But—but you...how?"
Dawn smiled. "I took a shortcut!"
Scott: You know, I should've seen that coming. Weird girl…
The rest of the Maggots were soon behind Dawn.
"Nice!" Mike said, stretching. "Didn't know you knew these woods, Dawn."
"Well…I had a little help…" Dawn said, gently stroking a beetle in her hand.
Staci came up from down the same path Scott was on. She saw the beetle and gulped.
"Where…where'd you get that?!" she breathed through her lips.
"Oh, him? In the mess hall, scurrying across the food! Seemed to take a shine to Dakota's clothes…"
Some sniffles and whimpers were heard from further back. B looked back at Dakota's crumpled face, tears streaming down it.
"Don't mind her," Beth said, gently patting Dakota on the back, "she got a little squeamish seeing that after you guys left…"
"I don't think her losing her gift helped much, did it?" Mike said, chuckling.
"Right! Maggots, over here, pronto!" Chris announced in the distance.
Dawn smiled. "Gotta go! Good luck!"
The Maggots trooped over to Chris (although B and Beth had to support a dejected Dakota) to hear their debriefing.
"Right, your first challenge is to get up to the top through any means possible!" Chris said cheerfully. "It's going to be a rough, tough, grueling climb, full of rocks, pain, and torture!"
Mike's smile was immediately wiped off of his face. "Yeah, with a name like that, should've thought so…"
"But," Chris said, motioning to a pile of debris, "you guys can use this in any way possible to give you an edge up! However, you're going to need to work as a team here, as the last two people eliminated showed…"
Beth nodded. "Least Zoey's gone, so we should have a better chance, right?"
Mike walked over and clapped a hand on her shoulder. "I think you had the right idea yesterday! All in favor of having Beth lead us?"
Dakota shakily raised her hand, followed by Dawn.
"Motion passed! Wait, where's B?"
B, in the meantime, was edging over to the debris pile, looking nervous.
"What's going on over there?" Mike asked him.
B pulled at a small jetpack, but a loud screeching sound cut him short.
"Oh right, forgot to mention, that pile isn't…unguarded," Chris smirked. "Good luck!"
B slowly, hesitantly, backed away from the noise. Dawn strode up.
"Wait! That sounds like…"
She didn't have to say anymore; a large beetle hopped from behind the wreckage. Shrieking loudly and spitting flames, it slowly skulked over to the shaking contestants.
Dawn, however, noticed her little friend squeaking in what appeared to be delight.
"Oh! Is this your mother?"
The small bug immediately hopped off of her hand and scurried over towards the big one. The mother noticed her child crawling up her leg and gave the closest thing it could to a smile.
Dawn breathed a small sight of relief. "I think you can get the parts now, B."
B nodded and immediately made for the pile. Dawn waved goodbye to the mother and child reunion as they started to go for the Rats.
Mike looked at B gathering parts, an odd look on his face.
"Got any ideas?" he asked Dawn.
"Well, no, but I thought I'd just…let him go at it, he seems to know what he's doing…" she replied back.
B started to put together his contraption. It was medium sized, had the jetpack in the back, and was attached with several handlebars to hold onto.
Dawn looked puzzled. "You don't think…?"
Beth pulled Dakota over. "Is he almost done?"
B quickly attached a rounded ball on top of the contraption, sticking handlebars where the ears would be. Rummaging through the pile, he found the glasses and fuzz from the previous night, and slapped it on.
The other three were looking even more puzzled; Dakota still whimpered.
"Where's the machine from last night, then?" Beth asked.
On another part of the island, Chef was mending the kinks and dents in B's previous attempt. He looked at the camera.
"WHAT? This is pretty good!"
Jo was swatting at the beetle as best she could, while it continued to skulk towards her, screeching ominously.
"Unh! Unh! Hey, anyone want to help?" she snapped at her teammates.
"Well, I would, but you're the leader, aren't you? Give us some orders, a plan, a strategy?" Brick sneered.
"Oh ho ho, softy's got a hard side! Didn't think you had it in—whoa!"
Jo ducked as a powerful jet of flames erupted from the mother bug.
"Uh…c'mon, you two toughies! Let's get this bug outta here!"
Brick nearly collapsed laughing. Scott smirked.
"Oh, man, that's how you save face?!"
Jo glared and whiffed at the bug again. "Shut it, let's get going!"
Meanwhile, Sam was meandering down the wooded trail, poring over his letter.
Dear Sam,
I hope you are well. I was wondering what became of you. Three days, Sam? I was worried sick! You know, it started when I got your note on the kitchen table. 'I'm going to Kevin's house.' Really, Sam? You two haven't been friends for years! If you said Harold, you know, the guy who was on that reality show, I honestly would've fallen for it better… Anyway, I started thinking, where might he be? At the end of the first day, I started to get worried about you. Really worried. Like, 'nearly-send-out-a-search-party' worried. Then I thought, 'oh yeah, I can call Harold!' So I did, he didn't really seem to know, but I coerced some information out of him. He told me to turn on the T.V., I do so, and lo and behold, first person I see is you! Why didn't you tell me you were on that Total Drama show? Sam, I appreciate what you're doing, but I don't want you getting hurt out there! Trust me…it's...happened enough around here. Listen, I'll let you stay on the show, but please keep me updated on how you're doing. I worry about you, you know. Aw jeez, look at that, I really am turning into the old man, huh? Anyway, hope to talk to you soon, bud. Keep cool, and win that girl.
Your bro,
Elias
Sam gave a small smile at this letter. Least he's not mad.
However, his thoughts were interrupted.
SLAM.
Sam rubbed his head as his eyes drifted in and out of focus.
"Yaaay…we won, Mommy…"
Giggling stupidly, he staggered along the path towards the challenge.
Meanwhile, B had completed his new, improved Cameron. Motioning to his teammates, he grabbed on to the handlebars.
"Ohh, I see what he wants us to do!" Beth said, repeating the motion.
Mike, Dawn, and lastly Dakota latched on to the bars.
B flicked the jetpack's switch so that it was on. With a loud roar, "Cameron" was up, up, and away, soaring towards the top of Mount Looming Tragedy.
Chris whistled as he saw the team zooming upwards. "Well, Rats, what do you have to say for yourself?"
With a loud BAM, the Maggots arrived at the top of Mount Looming Tragedy.
"AND THE MAGGOTS WIN THE FIRST PART!" Chris said happily, blowing his airhorn through the megaphone, scaring away the bug duo. "Come see me for the next part!"
Jo groaned, while Brick picked himself up from the ground. Anne Maria, without hesitation, scurried over.
"Ohmigosh! Are you okay, baby? Let me wipe ya off!"
Brick chuckled. "Thanks, but I'm fine, ma'am! Don't worry about me."
A cacophony of screams erupted as the Maggots shot back down to the ground. Thankfully, B had planned ahead; the bottom part of his Cam-bot opened up to reveal a soft mattress. With a soft thump, the 5 got down on the ground safely.
"Well, saved you a trip down, huh? Nice!" Chris said happily. "Meet me over by the dodgeball court in 20."
B immediately stole to the pile again. Mike, Dawn, and Beth looked at him tossing odds and ends out, while grabbing common kitchen appliances, a magnifying glass, and a few gears and belts.
"Uh, B, challenge is over…we don't need him anymore," Dawn chirped.
B shook his head and pocketed his items. Pressing a button on the robot, B smiled as the mattress collapsed back into Cam.
"Uh, I think we should get going…" Mike said, as B started the Cam-bot up. "The've got an edge."
B's eyes glowed as he saw the robot cough and sputter to life, then pulled out a remote control.
"B?! Are you serious?" Beth asked, incredulously.
B nodded, fiddling with Cam's wiring and controls. He then started to test him out, gasping happily as the robot moved forwards, backwards, and then side to side.
"Alright, let's go…" Mike said, noticing B's thumbs up.
Mike: *he sighs* B means well, yeah, but Cam's gone! Did he really have that much of an impact on the big guy?
B: *he pets the Cam-bot on the head and writes "Gone, but not forgotten" on its chest*
"THERE YOU ARE!"
Sam's shirt collar was yanked forcefully up in the air by an irate Jo.
"Where were you during the challenge, Useless?"
Sam laughed stupidly once again. Jo snapped.
"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY PAWN AND—"
She looked at the other four Rats, who were giving her strange looks.
"And…uh…ahem, sorry! Sorry! Won't happen again! Right, we're going to the second part of the challenge now, and I need you to pull your weight. Capiche?"
Sam saluted, although his eyes were still out of focus. Jo sighed.
"Onward, team!"
The Rats arrived a little after the Maggots at the dodgeball courts. Only, it wasn't there anymore; it was now replaced by snowmakers and a bundled up Chris.
"Hello, n-ice-cicles!..."
Everyone groaned.
"…and welcome to your next challenge! Since the Maggots won, they're going to take first pick of the forts! Afterwards, you guys are going to either capture the flag or destroy the opposition!"
Beth looked at the options: one fort was looking beaten and was starting to melt, while the other was in pristine condition.
"We'll take that one, Chris!" she said happily, pointing at the latter.
"Excellent choice! Rats, you're going to set up on the crappy side!"
Everyone groaned, while Sam smiled.
"On the bright side, you'll get a little more ammo than the Maggots! If you play smart and utilize teamwork, you might have a chance of winning!"
Scott groaned as he walked inside. "Aww, look at this dump! My hovel's better than this!"
"Yeah, thanks a lot, Samuel." Sam snapped to attention as Jo stepped on his foot.
"OW! What did I miss, guys?"
"What you missed is you being a liability to your team!" Jo grumbled at him. "You're right down there with Motormou…you know, she really hasn't been talkative as of late, huh?"
Brick looked over at Staci, who was just standing there blankly. "I suppose so…"
Jo looked over at the Maggots fort. "Right, here's what I intend to do. Game Guy, Silent but…I'll get back to that, you're on offense. You'll make great meat shields."
Sam and Staci looked at each other nervously.
"Captain Brick and I will be guarding the flag here, and as for you, Stinkoboy? You're on artillery!"
Scott saluted to attention. "Just like shootin' kitchen rats!"
"As for you, Helmet Hair? Eh, I dunno, do whatever! We're better off without you anyway…"
"Hey, I'll join you two guardin' the flag! Besides…gives me moruva chance to be with him…"
Jo rolled her eyes as Anne Maria's sparkled longingly. "Yeah, whatever."
Meanwhile, on the Maggots side, B had set robo-Cam up with a scoop, which was shoveling up snowballs into a small gun. He was now setting up a chunk of ice on top of the fort and was adjusting it based on the sun's angle.
"…so Mike, I think you'd be good on the offensive. I mean, hey, Svetlana can give us a huge boost in getting that flag, right?"
"Aye aye, Beth!" Mike said, saluting.
"Dawn, you and I, we'll defend the flag. B…well, he's our artillery guy! As for Dakota, uh…"
Dakota was shivering violently, snot cascading from her nose.
Beth sighed. "We'll clean you up."
Beth: You know, I don't think having Dakota here is such a good idea…
Sam: *he groans* Once again, I screwed up for my team! Least I'm trying…right?
Chris blew the airhorn. The game was afoot.
Almost immediately, Sam ran out of the Rats fort, bellowing as loudly as he could. Little did he know where he was stepping…
Sploosh!
Sam submerged deep into a pool of freezing water, not noticing the thin ice above it. He re-emerged as a thick block of ice.
Staci hurried up alongside him. "Uh…you okay?"
No response.
A loud gasp was heard from the Maggots' fort.
"SAM!"
"Whoa, took you three days to remember his name, huh?"
Meanwhile, Brick was stepping further and further away from Anne Maria, who was stepping closer and closer to him.
Jo groaned. "Right, come on, you two! They could be coming any second now!"
Brick moaned. "Please get her away from me…"
Anne Maria grinned. Gotta primp myself up to woo his shorts off!
As Anne Maria pulled out her hair spray, Jo immediately snapped to action.
"Hey, Helmet Hair! Take this!" she snarled, throwing the can far, far away into the snowy battlefield.
Anne Maria gasped. "You…you'll be sorry!"
Brick groaned as his stalker sprinted out of the fort. "Thanks! Saved my bacon."
"No time for that!" Scott cried out, "they're charging snowballs like nothing else out there!"
Jo growled. "Fire a counter!" she snapped.
Scott groaned. "But it's cold!"
"No excuse! If Soggypants can do it, so can you!"
"Hey!"
Brick: Any goodwill Jo might've gained by getting Anne Maria out of my hair…yeah, that's gone.
Scott groaned as he slowly picked up a snowball. Jo grumbled.
"Seriously? You know, at your farm, you must have had a snowfall or five! Why are you complaining now?"
"I hate the cold! What do you want me to do?"
"Start bucking up and taking charge, teammate!"
Brick sighed. Jo's not going to stop at this anytime soon, huh?
Meanwhile, B had finished setting up his sun reflector; he calmly smiled as the rays reflected off of the ice and beamed towards the Rats' fort.
"UND SVETLANA TAKES OFF VITH GRACE UND STYLE!"
Svetlana shot off like a rocket out of the fort, launching herself towards the opposition. However, she misjudged her trajectory ever so slightly, she landed belly first on Sam's ice slab, ripping her shirt open.
"Uh…what?" Staci started to say, but she was quickly interrupted.
"Ey, yo, hands off the Vito!"
"But, uh, I, uh…"
"I said back off, yo!"
Staci yelped as she was forcefully shoved aside by Vito. She groaned as she rubbed her backbone.
"Maybe this show was a bad idea…"
Staci: *she looks mournfully at Jo's voodoo doll* Small victories aside, I don't think being on this show was a good idea, mom…*she sighs and tosses the doll aside*
Jo, in the distance: OW!
Staci: Might as well give up now…
Jo: Ah, my head! What's going on…*she notices the voodoo doll and picks it up* Wait a minute…who's behind this?! Wait…STACI YOU ARE SO DEAD!
Vito sprinted off towards the Rats fort. C'mon, gotta get into a tussle with someone…
"OOF!"
Vito smacked dead into Anne Maria. "Ey, watch it! I gotta stretch, it's been way too long!"
Anne Maria gasped, eyes glowing. "Ohmigosh. No. Way."
Vito flexed a muscle. "Like what you see, babe?"
Anne Maria blushed deeply. "Ooh…"
Meanwhile, Scott was looking for a target to hit at, although he was cringing at the cold water accumulating in his hand.
"C'mon, Scott! I believe in you! How about this, let's…oh jeez, we're melting…"
Jo scurried out to the outside of the fort to see, indeed, it was.
"C'MON BRICK! SHOVEL LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDED ON IT!"
Jo scooped snow futilely with her hands, with Brick joining in. Scott, in the meantime, found his target.
Try to talk your way out of this one, Bev!
Scott threw the snowball straight and true, whirling, whizzing, straight into B's chunk of ice.
It hit it square on, tilting it downward and into Sam's ice block.
"YES!" Scott cheered, but it was too late: the sunlight partially reflected, but the rest refracted over the smooth surface, glowing directly towards the Rats' fort, melting it instantly.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Jo moaned in dismay. Brick gave her a sorrowful look.
"You tried, soldier, but apparently, it wasn't good enough…" he murmured.
Jo snapped her head to face Scott. "You're the reason we lost, smelly! You and Sam! I've got half a mind to get both of you out of here at once!"
Scott groaned.
Scott: Might as well say my goodbyes. *he sighs* Try to help the team, and this is where it gets me…
Sam: *he looks at his soggy, illegible letter* Eli, I'm sorry, I wanted to save this, but my mistakes…my mistakes…*he tears up*
"Well, that was a complete fiasco!"
Chris eyed the 6 Toxic Rats with disdain. "Lots of teamwork fails going around, no thanks to a certain gamer guy…"
Sam quickly looked away, face contorted.
"Also," Chris continued, "it seems like some jockette's had a bit of a swelled head!"
Jo smirked. "Pshaw! If it weren't for me, we wouldn't have lost nearly as badly, Brick-for-Brains!"
"Then there's Scott. Tried your best, and completely melted your team's chances of victory away!"
Scott groaned.
"Anne Maria, two-timing Brick with one of Mike's alternate personalities? Not cool!"
"Aw, c'mon, you know Vito and I were meant to be!" Anne Maria said, eyes radiant.
"Then there's Staci. Seems like you've given up on the competition for good, huh?"
Staci quietly nodded.
"Also, you left something at the outhouse." Jo triumphantly held up her effigy.
Jo: Never fails! It's always the quiet ones who are plotting to overthrow you! Ah, Jo, you've done it again!
"Right, so, here's your 6 marshmallows, but only one of them's not safe for consumption. Here we go!
"With no votes against, first three marshmallows go to…Staci…Anne Maria…aaaaaand…Brick!"
Staci caught hers and sighed. Anne Maria and Brick happily caught theirs.
"With one self-vote against, tonight's fourth recipient is…. Sam!"
Sam groaned as he caught his. "I did it, bro…I survived another day…"
Chris sighed. "Right. The person eliminated with three votes against…isssssssssssssssssss…
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Scott yelped as the Toxic Marshmallow of Loserdom flew over his head. "Aah! Well…yeah, I guess I had that coming after my performance…"
He stood up and shook Brick's hand. "It's been an honor working with you, lieutenant."
"Likewise, colonel. If we were under better circumstances... (he looked angrily at Jo) …then I think you could've stayed longer."
"See you everyone." Scott said as he trooped out to the Boat of Losers.
Jo smiled and tore her effigy in half, without any pain or wincing. "Sorry, Voodoo Doll, seems like if you're not controlling it, nothing happens!"
Scott: Yeah, that self-vote was necessary. I couldn't live with the fact that I directly caused our loss! *he sighs sadly*
Jo: Right, who's next, who's next...oh yeah, THE TRAITOR!
As the boat chugged out over the horizon, Chris turned to the camera. "Ten remain, and ten still have a lot to gain! Who's next to say goodbye? Who will fly high? Find out next time on the next thrilling episode of Total…Drama…Revenge of the Island!"
(AN: That's Chapter 3 done! Yes! Quite pleased right now. Hopefully you will be too. Oh yeah, if this series as a whole got a TV Tropes page, that'd be my ultimate dream xD What would it be called though? Hmmm...)
Toxic Rats: Anne Maria, Brick, Jo, Sam, Staci
Mutant Maggots: B (and Robo-Cam), Beth, Dakota, Dawn, Mike
14th: Lightning
13th: Cameron (injury)
12th: Zoey
11th: Scott
Next Up: Finder's Creepers
