Greetings everyone! I'd like to apologize for how long it's taken me to update this story. Unfortunately between school and getting a new job, I haven't had as much time as I'd like to write. Getting a bad case of writer's block didn't help much either. To all who reviewed, is now following this story and added it to their favorites, I thank you with the utmost sincerity. If I have not replied to your reviews I am sorry but I would like to respond to one in particular right now.
FOWLKON: Wow I don't think I've ever had someone leave three reviews for just one chapter. I'm not complaining though, because of it my count is nearing forty. I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter so much. B and Dawn are already good friends and since Beardo has a few things in common with the former, I figured that him befriending them both was only natural. Yes Courtney is according to Fresh TV of Hispanic origin but given her first name and the fact that she lacks any noticeable accent, she strikes me as being half-Caucasian so when coming up with her middle and last names, I went with two very famous women in US politics; Sandra Day O'Connor and Sonia Sotomayor. However since you were the only one who actually bothered to say anything about that, I won't be doing it again since it didn't seem all that popular.
One thing I'd also like to bring up is not too long ago, an author by the moniker of NickieMudkip had the audacity to not only plagiarize my work, but also the work of Fangren. Had it not been for Animation Adventures letting Fangren know, who in turn let me know, they could've gotten away with it. Plagiarism is not cool. At all. NickieMudkip, you've brought great shame onto the name of an awesome Pokémon.
Lastly, (at least until the end of the chapter where I'll probably have more to say) the poll regarding whether or not this story should have a theme song sequence will be kept open until the fourth chapter. So far out of six voters, four are in favor while two are opposed. If you aren't one of those six, I implore you, let your voice be heard!
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Episode 2: Do You Wanna Build A Snow Team?, Part 1
The episode began with a shot of Boney Island, which appeared to have been covered almost entirely with snow. Standing on the island's docks was host Chris McLean, wearing a thick, white parka to shield him from the weather.
"Last time, on Total Drama Once Again!" he announced as a montage of contestants arriving in the previous episode began to play. "Twenty-six campers from all three generations have been brought back to fan-favorite location Boney Island to endure painful humiliation, humiliating pain and each other, all for another shot at fifteen minutes of fame and a huge cash prize!"
"With such a big gaggle of kids this time around, new friendships and rivalries happened almost instantly!" A scene of Anne Maria comforting Lindsay was shown, with a scene of Eva and Jo smirking respectfully at one another immediately followed. "But as the old saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same." Clips of Gwen glaring at Courtney, Lightning threatening Cameron and Dave refusing to talk to Sky appeared in quick succession.
"Our first challenge took the kids out into the woods where several fell victim to various traps, wild animal attacks and Chef just being Chef." Staci was shown hanging in a net before being shot by the cook's spaghetti cannon.
"In the end, it was Courtney's determination and Trent's cleverness that allowed them to nab the wildest and most elusive prey we could get; Izzy and Duncan." Shots of the psycho wrapped up in a vine and the criminal being frightened by the Celine Dion cutout were played.
"As you can see, this episode will have chills, which will bring thrills! Who knows? Maybe someone will even be killed!" The host was interrupted by the sound of a cell phone ringing. Pulling it out of his coat pocket, he rolled his eyes when the read the caller ID.
"Lawyers," he complained. "I was just kidding for Pete's sake!" He smirked as he faced the camera once more. "Mostly kidding anyway," he grinned. "Who will Courtney and Trent choose for their teams? And just what kind of challenge can be had in this wondrous, wintry weather? Let's all find out here! On Total! Drama! Once...Again!"
*theme song plays*
It had been three days since the first challenge of the newest season and nearly every camper was still asleep in bed, most shivering due to the sudden extreme drop in temperature.
One such camper was Jasmine, who had opted to spend the night indoors as opposed to on a tree branch as she normally did. What had made the night colder for her than everyone else was her long legs hanging over the edge of her bunk exposed. Eventually, she rose to look for any spare blankets and quickly saw that she wasn't the only one awake.
"Sammy?" she mumbled groggily. "Mate, what are you still doing up?"
The nice twin had been meticulously looking through a book with a flashlight when Jasmine woke and was slightly startled when her name was spoken.
"Sorry Jasmine," she whispered, closing the book and turning the light off. "I just wanted to make sure Amy hadn't ripped any pages out or wrote over anything."
"Has she?" Jasmine asked to which the cheerleader shook her head. "That's good. I bet tomorrow we'll find at least one more for sure."
"I really hope so," Sammy replied, though her expression appeared doubtful. "I just can't shake the feeling that we found this one too easily and that Amy will have us on a wild goose chase looking for the others."
Jasmine snorted before getting up from her bunk and walking over to her friend. "You're giving your sister way too much credit," she said placing a hand on her shoulder. "She wouldn't be able to think that far ahead." A small laugh was exchanged between the two before Jasmine went on. "Trust me, if anything hampers our search tomorrow, it'll only be the snow."
"Or the challenge Chris thought of that involves it," Sammy added with a sigh. "Whatever it is, it won't be anything like a simple snowball fight."
"All the more reason for you to get your rest Sammy," Jasmine told her giving her a gentle pat on the back. "Just try to relax, okay?"
The nice twin nodded. "Okay, thanks Jasmine," she replied.
(Confession Cam)
Sammy - "Before Amy and I left home to come back onto the show, she discovered and stole five journals that I've been keeping over the years. *She holds up the book she had been inspecting before the camera* Writing into them has been a good way for me to vent when Amy really gets to be too much. Some of them are just like any other journal entries but others were times I tried writing poems or short stories. The second entry in my last journal, the twenty-sixth entry overall, is all about a secret that I cannot let Amy go and blab to everyone about!"
A few hours later everyone was up and groaning and grumbling as they shuffled into the mess hall for breakfast. While most kids would be excited at the prospect of having some fun in the snow, those who had experienced the horrors of Total Drama knew better. There was no way snow could be fun as long as Chris McLean was around.
"Waiter! Evil demands nourishment! Evil needs warm Belgian waffles! With syrup!" Max was at the front of the line, childishly pounding his fist on the counter while holding an empty tray with his other hand. As much as he annoyed the people who were unfortunate enough to be behind him, the person behind the counter was even more irritated at his demands.
"Dude for the hundredth time, there are no waffles!" Tyler snapped as he plopped a bowl of white gruel onto his tray. "There weren't any yesterday and there won't be any tomorrow! If you don't like it then you can take it up with Chef!"
The self-proclaimed super villain turned his nose up at this as he went to go sit down. "Are all food service workers as grouchy as you?" he sniffed. The jock glared at him as he left before being greeted by someone who offered a much more sympathetic look.
"How is it going Tyler?" Dawn asked kindly. "Has Chef been treating you boys any better today?"
Tyler opened his mouth but was quickly cut off by the sound of irate shouting.
"Consarnit shrimp boy! I said not to leave a single piece of skin on these spuds! Now do it right before I skin you!"
Dawn frowned. "Never mind, it would seem my question just answered itself," she said. "Poor Cody."
"Actually that was better than yesterday considering he chased the little guy around with a peeler then," Tyler said. "Still, it's better than the job Trent will have to do if he loses again."
(Confession Cam)
Trent - "Okay so apparently Chef wasn't all too happy with us using his things to trap Duncan a few days ago. When we finally went back to camp that night he sentenced us to KP duty, indefinitely. We eventually managed to work out a deal with him; if I can beat him in any kind of game, he lets us go. Unfortunately though, I haven't had much luck."
Jo - "KP duty? Ha! What morons to get stuck with that! I sure as heck don't envy them!"
Brick - "KP duty? How lucky they are to get such an honor! Boy, do I envy them!"
Chef Hatchet was now sitting at a table inside the kitchen, a small table with three paper cups on it standing before him. Trent stood on the other side of it, holding up a small coin.
"All right Chef," the music man said confidently. "This one's gonna be quick. Unless you choose the cup that's covering my buffalo nickel, then my friends and I walk free."
"Just hurry it up mop top," the cook said impatiently. "There's mouse traps that need to be set and I ain't gonna be the one setting them!" Trent nodded and placed the nickel underneath the middle cup before cracking his knuckles.
Cody, who was sitting in a corner peeling potatoes for the second time that morning, looked worried. "Trent are you sure about this?" he asked his friend. "This is the fourth game you've challenged him to and you haven't come close to winning once!"
Trent calmly waved the geek off. "Just relax pal," he replied. "My granddad was a master at this. No matter how many times my uncles played him he always managed to win, and I learned by watching them play."
"Get on with it already!" Chef barked. Trent flinched before quickly shifting the cups around at a frenzied pace. His hands were moving quite fast, too fast for Cody to keep track of the cup housing the coin. After about nine seconds, he stopped and stepped back so Chef could make his choice.
Without so much as a blink the cook pointed to the cup on the left. Trent lifted it up and to his dismay saw that the nickel was indeed there.
"How did you-?" he began to ask but was cut off by a large sack being thrown at him.
"Quit your gabbing and get to work!" Chef ordered. "I don't wanna see a single living mouse in this kitchen! I already got enough vermin to deal with now that you kids are here lousing up the place!"
Trent sighed and nodded before pulling a mousetrap out of the sack. "Yes sir."
Back out in the dining area, many campers were huddled over the bowls of gruel, trying to eat as much as they could before it froze in spite of the horrible taste.
Dave held up a spoonful and shuddered before placing it into his mouth. He quickly spat it back out and moaned. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I actually miss having to forage for food!" he complained.
"Well, maybe the team that wins will be treated to a better meal," a voice suggested nervously. Dave scowled as he knew who the voice belonged to and turned around to see Sky holding her tray and wearing an uneasy look.
"Would it be okay if I sat here?" she asked. Dave scoffed and turned back around. "Funny, I could've sworn I just heard the sound of a hyper competitive manipulator," he said.
Sky's shoulders drooped as she walked away. "Never mind," she said quietly. She quickly felt a hand on her shoulder and saw Dawn standing next to her, offering her a small smile.
"Would you like to sit with my friends and I?" the moonchild asked. She gestured to a couple tables over where Beardo was mimicking a sea lion's bark while attempting to balance his bowl still half full of gruel on his nose. B was next to him attempting to place his own bowl on top of the hairy boy's forehead when he took notice of both girls and waved for them to come over.
Sky managed to smile a little at this. "Yeah I, I'd like that," she said. "Thank you Dawn."
(Confession Cam)
Sky - "I guess I really shouldn't be all that surprised that Dave doesn't want to talk to me. Not after everything that happened during last season's finale. Needless to say my friends and family back home weren't all too proud of how I acted. Keith said he never wanted to speak to me again and...I'd be lying if I said I blamed any of them. *She sighs and casts a forlorn look downward.*
The campers' breakfast was soon interrupted by the screeching sound of the intercom coming alive.
"Attention everyone!" Chris announced. "If you think the weather is bad, today's challenge is gonna be ten times worse!" Everyone could hear his evil chuckle reverberate. "At least! Mealtime is officially over and ouch-time has officially begun! Everyone meet me at the Cave of Treacherous Terror so the team selection can commence!"
Everyone began to complain at this but nonetheless began to exit the mess hall, not wanting to be punished by Chris for being late.
As Lightning began to jog his way out, he quickly ended up tripping and falling to the floor. "Sha-ow!" he moaned. Picking himself up he saw that a foot sticking out from a table had been the cause of this.
"Oops," Eva said insincerely. "Excuse you." As she and Jo shared a smirking look, Lightning stood up to his full height and glared at her.
"Oh you do not want to mess with me girl," the uber-jock warned. "The Lightning ain't afraid of you like the rest of these wimps."
The bodybuilder stood up and cracked her knuckles. "Is that so?" she asked. "Well I would be more than happy to fix that for you."
She and Lightning exchanged a heated look before the latter scoffed and stormed his way out the door. Eva crossed her arms smugly but soon saw that Jo was looking at her incredulously.
"Okay what the heck?" the blonde questioned in an annoyed voice. "That idiot thought I was a guy for weeks but knew that you were a girl?"
"And just what do you mean by that?" her fellow tomboy asked. When Jo didn't answer straight away, she simply rolled her eyes.
"What I don't get is why you care so much," she said now making her way to the door. "If I didn't know better I'd think that you actually like him or something."
"Are you kidding?" Jo replied as she got up from her seat. "I can't think of anything more painful than being around him every day!"
A piercing snap was quickly heard followed by a wail of pain.
"YEEEEEE-OWWWWW! SWEET MOTHER HUBBARD THAT HURTS!"
"Yeah, I think Trent might disagree with you on that one," Eva said.
A short time later, all the campers were standing in the snow and gathered before a large cave. It wasn't long before Chris had driven up on a snowmobile, still dressed in his parka.
"Good morning winterteens!," he greeted with a dark smile. "Hope you're all enjoying the...Wait. What?" He paused his speech once he noticed what the contestants were wearing. Much to his surprise, everyone was dressed warmly for the weather as he was, garbed in coats, hats, scarves, boots and mittens.
Chris's smile vanished nearly instantly and was replaced with an irritated frown. "Okay, how come none of you are starting to suffer from frostbite right now?" he asked.
Gwen smirked. "An anonymous tip was included in the mail packages our contracts came in," she replied. "It said to be prepared for a challenge involving harsh weather conditions early on into the season."
The host gaped in disbelief. "Wha? Are you serious?" Several of the campers nodded to confirm what Gwen had said. The host's brow furrowed. "Who? Who is it that's trying to ruin my fun?!"
"Right as if we know," Scott sneered. "You are aware of what the term anonymous means, aren't ya Chris?"
Chris growled and childishly stomped his foot. "Whoever's responsible for this is so gonna befired," he said.
Unbeknownst to Chris, he was being watched by the very people in question. In a room where several monitors were located two interns were watching their boss pouting at not getting his way.
One of them was the same one who had driven Chris around the previous episode; a young man with unkempt, wavy brown hair and a goatee wearing a green shirt and glasses. Besides him was a young woman with long red hair who also wore glasses and a similar shirt, though hers was yellow.
The two of them shared a fist bump before the boy spoke up, "Think he's gonna find out it was us Pippa?"
Pippa, as she was now known, snorted. "Oh please JT, just because he was able to oust Topher doesn't mean he'll catch onto us," she replied. "Not as long as everyone remembers to keep their mouths shut."
JT nodded. "True, true," he agreed. "So when should we get started on the next plan?"
"I'd say to give it a few days," Pippa said. "Just to be on the safe side."
Chris disappointedly shrugged. "Oh well, there's more than one way to freeze a camper," he mused. "But first, we have a little pre-challenge matter to take care of. Courtney, Trent, if you could join me up here please?"
The two winners of the first challenge and as soon as Chris saw one of them, his impish grin began to form again. "Hahaha, love the new earmuffs Trent," he said mockingly.
Apparently Trent had somehow managed to end up with a mousetrap snagged on not one but both of his ears before leaving the kitchen. While he had managed to get them off and bandages over his ears, he did not appear happy about it in the least.
"Not funny man," he said flatly. "Not funny."
Courtney was giving him a curious look. "How did that even happen to you?" she asked.
"I'd rather not talk about it," Trent answered.
"Aw don't be like that now," Chris said walking up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder. "I mean, the bandaged look's not the kind of style I'd wear, but they look good on you!" He then proceeded to poke Trent's right ear, which immediately caused him to recoil and hiss in pain.
"Aaahh! Dude!"
While many of Trent's fellow competitors offered him sympathetic looks, Chris heartily laughed at the music man's misfortune. "Man that is just the kinda thing to brighten my day!" he said cheerfully.
(Confession Cam)
Cameron - "Is it me, or does Chris seem even more sadistic than he used to be? After the last few seasons, I didn't really think that was possible. Could be trying to test just how cruel he can get or something? That's not the kind of experiment I'd like to take part in."
Gwen watched as Trent pulled his red chullo out of his coat pocket and put it on so his ears were no longer exposed to any further damage.
"Aw geez, I hope he'll be okay," she said. She then realized that someone was particularly close to her, giving her a rather odd look. "Something on your mind Sierra?"
"Just wondering when you two are going to get back together," she replied while holding Cody close to her, the geek being too tired from Chef's chores to try to resist.
Gwen's eyes widened in shock. "What? Where'd you get an idea like that?"
"The other day silly-willy," the obsessive girl said in a chipper tone. "When he gave you your necklace back! You can't expect me to believe you didn't feel anything when he did that!"
"Uh I felt pretty happy to get my favorite necklace back," Gwen said, growing uncomfortable from Sierra's expectant look. "But that's pretty much it."
"You can't be serious!" Sierra protested, unconsciously squeezing her hold on Cody. "Do you have any idea how long the Gwent shippers have been waiting for a reunion between you guys? A moment like that's the perfect beginning to it!"
Gwen began to slowly back away from the taller girl, growing more and more disturbed by her enthusiasm.
"That's," she hesitated for a moment. "That's a nice thought Sierra, but Trent and I are just friends. I'm sure that if he had meant anything more than that, he would've said so the other day. Also, Cody's turning purple."
Sierra blinked in confusion and turned to look to her captive whose face had in fact changed color. The fangirl gasped as she immediately loosened her grip.
"Codykins?!" she cried. Are you okay sweetheart?! Say something! Anything!"
"jIHvaD HoH," the geek wheezed before collapsing onto the ground.
(Confession Cam)
Gwen - "I'll admit that I thought what Trent did was sweet but I'm not so narcissistic as to think that he still has feelings for me. We broke up a long time ago, I moved on and so did he, right? *She appears slightly unsure* Right?"
"All right people!" Chris called the campers attention to him. "As it was done back in TDA, the team selections will be done schoolyard style! I need all the ladies over here on my left by Trent," he gestured to where the music man was standing. "And all the dudes need to be over here on my right by Courtney." He then motioned to where the former CIT was. "Everybody move!"
Once all the teens had followed his orders, Chris had fished a coin out of his pocket. "Time to determine who gets the first pick," he said before flipping it in the direction of the new captains. It flew a fair distance before hitting Courtney square in the throat. "Ow! Chris!"
"Hey, that's the same stunt you pulled on the last day of Pahkitew Island!" Shawn observed, having remembered when he had been hit in the eye.
"It sure is!" the host swelled with pride. "Since it was not something nice, I felt compelled to do it twice!" He paused to snicker. "In any case, it looks like it'll be ladies first. So Courtney, which of these gentlemen, and I use the term extremely loosely, will you select as your first pick?"
Lighting crossed his arms smugly. " Man, please! Obviously bossy girl's gonna pick the sha-best dude first," he said.
"Quite right," Max spoke up. "It would be in her best interests to choose the most intelligent, undaunted and handsome one of us. That would mean only I could be the natural choice."
An awkward silence followed the purple-haired boy's statement before a good number of the campers busted out laughing, none more so than Scott and Lightning. Such amusement left Max unamused who frowned and placed his hands on his hips.
"And just what do you peons find so funny?" he asked.
"Sha-you!" Lightning answered giving the shorter boy a noogie. "You sha-think you're the best man here? Kid you ain't even a man! You're more like a...a man-baby!"
"Heh! Nah, I know what he is," Scott said with a sneer. "He's just a little troll that wandered too far away from his cave!"
The two started to laugh even harder, not having noticed Max's fists start to shake with anger.
"You odious swine!" he shouted. "You dare to mock the greatest evil the world has ever known?! You shall rue this day!"
Scott stopped laughing as he looked down at Max unimpressed. "One, you are not evil troll boy," he said. "And two, we don't even have to mock you, you do enough of that on your own."
"That is the last straw!" Max yelled, trying to stand up to the farmer. "That just cost you, Scott! Now you shall never know the joys of being my evil sidekick!"
Scott and Lightning could only share an incredulous look.
(Confession Cam)
Max - "Clearly this is the most disappointing thing Scott has ever heard in his pathetic life. Why else would he be so quiet?
Scott - "Yeah, I'd sooner make out with one of the mules back home than work with that idiot."
Lightning - "Man! Does that guy ever put a sha-sock in it?"
"A-hem!"
The boys' small feud was interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. Eyes turned on Courtney, her arms crossed and her foot tapping impatiently.
"If the three of you are done, I'd like to make my first choice," she said, pointing to her ex-boyfriend. "Scott."
The devious redhead shrugged and made his way over to where Courtney stood. "It's your funeral hot stuff," he told her.
(Confession Cam)
Courtney - "Was he being flirtatious or facetious? Well, I guess it doesn't really matter right now. My feelings for him aside, Scott's made it to the final four twice! Considering he was being stalked by a mutant shark that's really saying something!
"And Courtney chooses the boy she stabbed in the back despite his complete and total devotion to her," Chris declared earning him an irritated look from the former CIT.
"What? I never let anyone live anything down on this show, especially not when it can boost ratings! Speaking of which," he turned over to Trent. "Mr. Number Nine, time to pick your first girl! Just who will it be I wonder?" He let out a sly chuckle.
Trent was scanning the female campers, scratching his head as he thought. "That's a good question," he said. "So many of them have such great skills, it's kinda hard to decide."
This response elicited a surprised look from the host, as well as many of the campers on both sides.
"Dude, are you being serious right now?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, why?" Trent replied. He then noticed all the skeptical eyes that were aimed at him. "What?"
(Confession Cam)
Sierra - "Trent's more than likely just playing it up for the cameras. I mean, come on! Who else would he even think about choosing other than Gwen? She herself might be in denial but I know he wants her back. He's been in three relationships in the past year and not one lasted more than a couple months! Why? Because he still loves Gwen! Duh!"
Jo - "Guitar Zero better hurry up and just pick Gothball already. It's freezing out here for Pete's sake!"
Gwen - "I hope he does pick me. *Her eyes widen in realization.* Because he's my friend and I don't wanna be on Courtney's team, obviously! I refuse to let what Sierra said get in my head, Trent does not still feel something for me!
"I choose Sky," Trent finally said, once again astonishing several of the campers.
"You want me on your team?" the gymnast asked. "Why?"
"You're kidding right?" was the musician's responses. "You're fast, agile, friendly, and your belches put Owen's to shame! Seriously, can you teach me how burp like that?"
Taken aback by the compliments, Sky hesitated before walking up and joining him. "Thanks Trent, I don't what to say."
"You could say that you will teach me," Trent offered. "Please? Just once I'd like to show Owen up whenever he has a soda chugging contest at one of his parties."
Sky couldn't help but smile and laugh at such an odd request from the musician. "Okay, okay."
(Confession Cam)
Sky - "I know that he's probably just being nice the way Dawn and the others were earlier, but that doesn't mean I don't appreciate it. I've gotta remember to thank all of them later."
Courtney - "Aside from the gross belching thing, Trent brought up some good points on why I kinda wanted Sky to be on my team. *She sighs.* But if I'm being honest then it's probably better this way. Sky still seems to have a lot of issues concerning Dave and although I do feel bad for her, I've got my own problems to worry about."
Gwen - "Well, I can't say that I saw that coming."
Trent - "Owen, you best be prepared big guy! Next party you throw, I am gonna beat you so you better have the soda pop ready!"
"Er, right," Chris said slowly, still taking in what had just happened. "Courtney, time for you to pick a girl."
Courtney grimaced as she looked over to her fellow females, none of which looked all too eager to be selected, Gwen making it a point of scowling at her. She then peered over to Trent who was looking at her expectantly.
"Why are they staring at each other like that?" Sammy whispered up to Jasmine, who could only offer a shrug in reply.
"Sometime this century Courtney!" the host said hurriedly, tapping his watch. "We are on a schedule here, and I don't wanna waste any time you kids could spend crying out in pain!"
"All right already!" Courtney snapped. She then let out a heavy sighed and pointed over to the girls. "I just know I will regret this, but I choose Sierra."
"Really?" the uber-fan asked in confusion. "Why me?"
"I've got my reasons okay?!" Courtney replied rather hastily. "Just get over here!"
Startled, Sierra uneasily complied and joined Courtney and Scott.
Trent grinned once it was his turn again. "Since I've gotta choose a guy this time, who better than my best pal?" he said. "Cody, you're on my team."
"Yes!" The tech geek cheered as he ran over to his friend's side, both boys jumping up and bumping chests.
"NOOOOO!" Sierra cried out dramatically. She dropped to her knees and immediately began bawling, causing Courtney and Scott to cover their ears in annoyance. "Codykins and I on different teams? Say it isn't so!"
"Oh but it is so," Chris said smirking. "And I believe I'll go ahead and say now, that there will be absolutely no team swaps this season! None! I hope that doesn't bother you Sierra."
Sierra sniffed and then began to sob even louder.
Scott leered at Courtney. "Oh real smart move picking her, captain," he said sarcastically. "What exactly were those reasons you mentioned earlier? They better have been good ones!"
"Oh, get over it!" Courtney shot back. "What's done is done! I choose Brick next by the way!"
The cadet enthusiastically marched over to his new captain and greeted her with a salute. "Private Brick MacArthur, happy to be of service ma'am!"
"Wonderful," Courtney replied before pointing down to Sierra. "Then your first order is getting her to calm down!"
Though not expecting such a command, the cadet nodded and crouched down to Sierra's level. "There, there miss," he said gently. "Everything will be alright."
"No it won't!" Sierra angrily replied, surprising Brick and causing him to fall down onto his bottom. "Don't you understand?! Cody and I are separated! Things will never be alright again!"
"Um...can't you still see him before and after challenges though?" Brick cautiously asked.
Sierra blinked before quickly breaking out into a Cheshire grin. "You're right!" she shouted elatedly. "I can! Eeeeeee!"
(Confession Cam)
Scott - "Ugh! I've met pigs that don't squeal that loud! It was better when she was crying!"
Cody - *Facepalms.* "I was honestly hoping no one would remind her about that. Brick, what did I ever do you? Now thinking about telling her what happened in Toronto is bound to be harder!"
"Gotta give Courtney props on that one, Brick's a good choice," Trent observed. "But I can think of one that's just as good if not better, Jasmine."
The survivalist smiled as she joined her new team. "Thanks for thinking of me mate," she said. "Great to be here!" She clapped him on the back, accidentally knocking him into the snow as she did so. "Oops...sorry!"
Trent picked himself up and dusted the snow of his jacket. "No worries, I'm good!"
Courtney looked nervous as she swallowed a lump in her throat before making her next choice. "Gwen," was all she said.
The goth immediately opened her mouth to protest but Chris managed to cut her off. "I don't wanna hear it Gwen," he said. "She said your name, you're on her team, now deal with it."
Suffice to say, Gwen looked none too pleased. She headed over to Courtney's group with a grim look cast at nearly everyone, especially the person who could have recruited her but had chosen not to.
(Confession Cam)
Gwen - "It's official, the universe condemned my life the minute I signed on for Total Drama. *She lets out a frustrated cry.* I just don't get it! Why wouldn't Trent want me on his team? I thought things were good between us!"
Trent - "It's not as if I didn't Gwen on my team. I mean, come on why wouldn't I? But, something happened..."
(Flashback)
Three days ago, after having been chased around Boney Island for hours, Trent, Cody and Tyler finally trudged their way back to the campgrounds, exhausted and eager for bed. One of them however, had something to discuss with a fellow camper before doing anything else.
"So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Trent asked Courtney as he took a seat on the porch of the boy's cabin.
"The team selections before the next challenge," Courtney replied promptly. "I want to know what I need to do to ensure that you won't choose Gwen for your team."
The musician raised a brow in surprise. "You're actually willing to work out a deal over this?" he asked. "Why not just pick her from the start before I get the chance?"
The CIT shook her head. "I'm not willing to take that risk," she said. "Especially if how it goes is the same as it was the last time the teams had official captains. I need an absolute guarantee, so what can I do to get one?"
Trent appeared apprehensive. "Are you sure that having her on your team is really a good idea?" he asked. "I mean, forgive me for being blunt but, she pretty much hates you Courtney. You really hurt her."
"Don't you think I know that?!" Courtney practically screeched, startling Trent who began to back away a little. Courtney noticed this and looked towards the ground, upset. A deep silence then followed, neither camper moving or saying so much as a word.
When Trent finally felt brave enough to stand up and approach her, Courtney spoke. "I know that I'm being extremely selfish asking this of you when you don't owe me a thing." Trent stopped dead in his tracks.
"I know that Gwen would be much happier on a team with you than with me but," she went on. "But I can't leave things the way they are! I refuse to!" She whirled around and to Trent's shock, tears could be seen falling down her face.
"Gwen wasn't just a friend, she was the best friend I've had in years so please Trent!" she clasped the musician's hands as she looked up to him. "You're the only one that can help me!"
"You're...you're really serious about this," Trent said slowly. When Courtney nodded, he took a deep breath and gave a nod and a small smile in return. "All right Courtney. I promise I won't choose Gwen, she's all yours."
Courtney let go of his hands and stepped back. "Really?" she asked hopefully. The musician nodded once more and for the first time that night, Courtney smiled.
"Thank you," she said quietly. "What can I do to pay you back for this?"
Trent held up his hands. "You really don't have to do that," he said kindly but Courtney shook her head. "I want to," she told him. "Isn't there anything you need?"
"Well," Trent rubbed his chin in thought. "Not exactly something I need but..."
(End of Flashback)
(Confession Cam)
Trent - "Courtney agreed that she'd choose Sierra for her team and get her off Cody's back for a while. She kept her word, so it was only fair that I keep mine. I know there are plenty of reasons as to why I shouldn't have trusted her but what can I say? I was raised to always give people the benefit of the doubt and it looks like Courtney's really changed this time."
Courtney - "Well, I managed to choose Scott and Gwen for my team. Too bad that was the easy part though."
Once Gwen was among her new teammates, Courtney tentatively opened her mouth to say something but one glare from the goth was all it took for her to close it again. The others around them couldn't help but shift around uncomfortably, not wanting to get involved.
"Uh...right. It's my turn again," Trent said awkwardly. He turned over to the boys' side and worked out a grin. "Tyler buddy, come on up."
The jock pumped in fists in celebration. "Whoo! Place at the table!" he cheered running over to his new captain with his hand raised for a high-five. Unfortunately, Trent wasn't ready by the time Tyler got there and ended up getting smacked in the face. Even with Tyler's glove cushioning the blow, it still had plenty of force behind it.
Everyone on Trent's team winced as their captain covered up his face in pain. Tyler could only sheepishly rub his arm in embarrassment. "My bad bro," he apologized.
Chris, being Chris, impishly laughed at the sight. "Two teammates in a row causing you bodily harm," he observed. "You sure know how to pick 'em music man. Courtney, I hope for the ratings' sake you make a similar choice. Who'll be the next dude on your team?"
"Thankfully someone who I'm sure won't be doing anything like that," Courtney replied unamused. "Cameron."
"Sha-what?" Lightning exclaimed. "Him? Why?"
The bubble boy's eyes went wide in fear. "Me?" he squeaked.
"You're one of the smartest players in the game this season," Courtney remarked. "Having a mental edge over the other team's just as important as having a physical one."
(Confession Cam)
Cameron - "Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be on team with the likes of Brick and Gwen again. But with Courtney, Scott and Sierra on the same team the bad definitely outweighs the good right now!"
As Cameron nervously walked over to his new team, the host turned to see that someone else had already joined Trent's.
"Dawn, what are you doing over there?" Chris asked with a frown. "Trent hasn't said anyone's name yet. Get back in line!"
"I'm sorry Chris but I was only trying to save some time," Dawn said calmly. "I could see in Trent's aura that I was his next selection and I must say," she turned to look up at him, "thank you for thinking so highly of my abilities. I'll be sure to do my best."
"She's right man," Trent said before the host could object. "She was the next person I had in mind." He looked down towards the moonchild and smiled. "Happy to have you with us Dawn."
Chris rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Whatever, let's just keep this gravy train rolling! Courtney?"
"Eva," was the succinct response. The bodybuilder simply shrugged and walked over, taking a spot next to Gwen. "You look mad," she told the goth.
"We're on a team with Courtney," Gwen replied. "I'm surprised that you aren't mad."
"I'm always mad," Eva said. "Besides, push comes to shove, we can just vote her out you know."
Gwen's brows shot up in surprise. "Oh, right," she said in realization. "...guess I forgot about that."
"And people say I have issues," Eva muttered under her breath. Though Gwen heard had her, she decided not to comment on it.
Trent was looking at who among the boys was still available when he felt someone tapping around.
"Something wrong Jasmine?" he asked the Australian.
"Well no, not really," she replied. "I was just wondering if, well if you wouldn't mind..."
"Picking Shawn?" Trent finished for her. Jasmine nodded with a bashful smile to which Trent grinned. "Of course!" he said waving the conspiracy theorist to come up.
Shawn tiredly made his way over to his new team and held out his hand for Trent to shake.
"Thanks man," he said hoarsely. "I'll be sure to...be sure to..." he stopped to sneeze, causing Trent to duck to avoid getting sprayed.
"Sorry," Shawn sniffed. Jasmine frowned as she walked over to her boyfriend, casting him a stern look.
"Shawn, I thought that we agreed we'd be better off spending the night inside," she said. "Did you really spend all night out in the freezing cold?"
The conspiracy theorist nervously twiddled his thumbs under her gaze. "My research over whether or not zombies' blood freezes in weather like this wasn't conclusive so I didn't want to chance it," he replied. "Besides, I was bundled up."
Jasmine crossed her arms as her expression changed from disapproving to flat out angry, causing Shawn to flinch right before sneezing again.
"Aw, c'mon Jas, there are worse ways and places to spend the night," he tried to defend himself. "It's not like I was out on the streets of Jersey or anything."
He was then swiftly pelted in the back of the head by a snowball. Trent and Jasmine turned over to the girls' side to see that Anne Maria had been the culprit.
"Say dat again Grungy!" she shouted holding a second snowball up. "I dare ya!"
(Confession Cam)
Shawn - "Jasmine's worried about nothing. I've made sure my immune system is an impenetrable barrier against any and all kinds of disease. Those were just regular sneezes, I'm not sick! *He starts to cough before sneezing a third time.*
Anne Maria - "Puh. Grungy wouldn't know culture if it hit him in da face."
"Man, this ridiculous!" Lightning complained. "How come nobody's picked the Lightning yet? Don't any of y'all want your teams to win?"
"That's probably why no one's picked you bicep kisser," Jo quipped as the uber jock was in fact just about to kiss one of his muscles. He stopped and shot the tomboy a heated glare.
"I don't see anyone begging for you to be on their team Jo!" he sniped but his rival merely rolled her eyes.
"Probably because they know that I'd easily make a better leader than either one of them," she replied. "They're intimidated by my prowess. You're just a liability no one wants to put up with."
"Yeah, just sha-keep telling yourself that Miss Deliberate!" the quarterback shot back causing several to raise their brows at what he just said.
"Um Lightning," Cameron hesitantly spoke up. "Are you sure you don't mean to call her delirious or delusional, or something like that?"
Lightning glowered at the bubble boy who immediately ducked behind Gwen.
"Lightning does not need you to be correcting him half-pint!" he growled. "I can-"
"ENOUGH!"
The argument was put to an end when both Courtney and Trent had raised their voices, effectively silencing everyone else.
"We could be here all day with the way you two go at each other," Courtney griped. "If it's the only way to get him to shut up then I choose Lightning!"
"And since it looks like having you two work together would be a terrible idea," Trent chimed in. "Then I will choose Jo."
This appeared to satisfy both athletes who closed their mouths and quietly went to go join their new respective groups. Though they still managed to send irritated looks at one another as they did so.
"Wouldn't it be better if Trent were to let them both be on the other team?" Tyler whispered into Cody's ear. "If they fought with each other during challenges, it'd give our team an advantage."
"Possibly," the geek replied. "But you know Trent's never been the kind to do something like that. Besides, in the long run, this really is better for us."
"How do you figure?" the jock asked.
"Courtney, Scott, Brick, Eva, and now Lightning," Cody counted off his fingers. "All of them are really athletic and with Brick as the exception, really aggressive in a challenge. To add Jo to that would only spell disaster for us. Trent did the smart thing, even if he didn't realize it right away."
"All right, ten more to go, let's move this along," Chris announced. "Courtney, it's back over to you."
The former CIT looked to the five remaining girls and didn't appear all too enthused with who was left.
Staci was telling yet another of her unconvincing stories, totally oblivious to both Amy and Sammy covering their ears in exasperation. As this was happening, Lindsay and Anne Maria were both fussing with their hair, the former twirling hers around her fingers as the latter applied more hairspray to hers.
Taking in a deep breath, Courtney finally said, "Lindsay is my next choice."
A collective gasp was heard amongst several of the campers. Nearly every one of the campers of the first generation looked to be surprised, the blonde beauty herself especially.
"Me? Really Callie?" she asked walking up to Courtney. "But why? I always thought you hated me."
At hearing Lindsay call her the wrong name, Courtney's right eye began to slightly twitch. Shaking her head in order to get it to stop she replied, "I don't hate you Lindsay. I really do want you on my team."
(Confession Cam)
Courtney - "Lindsay is both incredibly vapid and irritating, but there's a reason as to why I honestly see her as a valuable asset; people like her. And, as much as it kills me to admit it, that's more than I can say for myself."
Though still appearing confused, Lindsay nevertheless took a stand next to Brick, Gwen and Cameron, the three not appearing intimidating to her as everyone else on the team.
Trent was about to open his mouth to make his next selection, but paused when he saw that one of his teammates had approached him.
"What's up Sky?" he asked the gymnast.
Sky looked down at the ground, tapping her fingers together. "I was..." she mumbled. "I was hoping that, well since you chose Shawn when Jasmine asked..." she motioned over to Dave.
"You want me to add him to the team too?" he finished for her, to which Sky nodded.
Contrary to his earlier readiness, Trent now appeared hesitant as he bit his lower lip and rubbed the back of his neck before answering.
"I'm sorry Sky but I'm gonna have to say no this time," he told her.
"What? But, but," Sky tried to protest but fell quiet once her captain placed his hand on her shoulder.
"I get where you're coming from," Trent said gently. "Believe me, I do. And that's why I think you two would be better off apart for a little while. You know what they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder."
Sky nodded in understanding, but still appeared a bit despondent about his decision.
(Confession Cam)
Trent - "That and I can't honestly say that I want the kid on my team. But, it's not like I could tell Sky that."
"Courtney was right earlier," Trent said turning his attention back to teens who had yet to be selected. "A good team needs to have brains and brawn. That makes B the natural choice, seeing as how he's got both."
The silent genius beamed at receiving such praise and greeted Trent as well as several other of his new teammates with a fist bump after walking over to them. He reached Dawn last, who appeared to be the most happy with his inclusion.
"I knew we'd get to work together," she told him brightly. "I read it in my tea leaves yesterday!"
B grinned as he shot two finger pistols in her direction in reply.
(Confession Cam)
Dawn - "Having a friend like B is wonderful. We both know what it's like to ostracized by others because of the way we are. I think why we've managed to stay in touch after Total Drama: Revenge of the Island was over is that even though he does think I'm weird, he thinks its a good thing.
"Crap! I should've picked B when I had the chance!" Courtney complained, slapping her forehead. She pursed her lips as she studied the remaining four boys, none of them really looking all that impressive to her.
"I guess I'll go with Dave then," she said with a sigh.
"Wow, gee, I feel so loved," the germophobe said dully. He shrugged before walking up to the team. "Still, this is than the alternative I guess."
He stood next to Scott which would prove to be unwise, as the farmer without warning, sneezed right onto him.
"Gah! What is wrong with you?!" Dave shrieked, furiously wiping the snot off of his cheek. "Cover your mouth when you do that!"
"Aw quit being a wuss," Scott sniffed, wiping his nose on his sleeve. "If you can't handle one little snot rocket, then you ain't got any chances of getting to the merge, let alone the finale."
"Shush!" Chris shouted. "Save the bickering for the challenge!" He turned over to the over team with an impish smirk. "Trent, time for you to make your next pick. Say, won't this be your ninth choice?"
"It is?" Trent asked, genuinely surprised. "Huh, guess I must've lost track." He gave a simple shrug. "Cool."
Chris's grin faded and was soon replaced with a frown. "'Cool'," he repeated. "Is that really it? Seriously?"
Trent looked confused for a moment before a look of realization came across his face.
"Oh, I get it," he said pounding his fist into his palm. "You were expecting me to have some kind of spasm or freak out when you mentioned nine, right? Ha ha ha, no. I don't do that anymore."
"Well you're no fun anymore," Chris griped. Trent's brow furrowed as his shoulders began to tense up, but a pat on the back from Cody was enough to get him to relax again.
(Confession Cam)
Trent - "That was an advantage to not being on the show for so long; it gave me a chance to talk to people about my...quirks. Look, nine will always be my lucky number, no matter what. But I'm not gonna let it rule my life anymore. I know now that my granddad wouldn't have wanted that."
"Even so, I think I should make this next choice a good one," the musician said looking at the girls' side, his eyes resting on one in particular.
"Hmmph, well then it's like, totes obvious who you're gonna be choosing then," Amy said smugly, having assumed herself to be the one Trent was looking at. She elbowed her sister before walking up to his team.
"You want someone intelligent," she said to him. "A strong player. You want the superior twin, am I right?"
"Absolutely," Trent replied before walking right past her and offering his hand to her sister. "Sammy, would you like to be on my team?"
Sammy's eyes widened in shock. "Me?" she asked, her mouth agape.
"Her?!" Amy screeched. "You're choosing her over me?!"
"Yes," Trent calmly replied, not bothering to look at the evil twin. "Yes I am. You coming Sammy?"
The good twin blinked a couple times before breaking out into a warm smile. "Oh em gee, of course I will!" she exclaimed, joining her new captain as he walked back to his group.
Amy stared at them with her mouth agape before she growled and began to kick up snow in a bratty manner. "You are gonna regret that Trent!" she snarled before storming back over to the girls' line. "Nobody snubs me! Do you hear me? Nobody!"
"First time for everything cheerloser," Jo snarked. She gave Trent a light punch on the arm. "Nice one guitar pick. I am officially impressed."
Trent merely chuckled in response, smiling as he saw Sammy receiving kind greetings from Jasmine, Shawn and Sky.
Meanwhile, Courtney was tapping her chin as she pondered who to choose next, when Lindsay came up to her.
"Umm...Colby?" she asked timidly. Once again, Courtney felt her eye twitch in frustration.
"What do you want Lindsay?" she asked curtly.
The blonde beauty swallowed a lump in her throat, recognizing the type A's annoyed tone of voice.
"Well...since you have to pick another girl, do you think that maybe, you could choose Antoinette?"
Courtney opened her mouth and was about to start chastising Lindsay, when she saw several of her teammates looking at her expectantly, Gwen and Scott included.
"Oh...okay," she reluctantly conceded. "I choose Anne Maria."
"Aw yeah!" the Jersey Shore reject cheered, pumping her fist. "It is about time!"
She strutted over, much to Lindsay's delight and gave Courtney a grin. "Thanks Courtney," she said once she reached them. "You ain't too bad, for someone wit such dull taste in clothes."
"Thanks, that means so much," Courtney sarcastically remarked, though the other two girls hadn't noticed having wasted no in beginning to chat.
"And that leaves us down to just five more," Chris remarked. "Good. Maybe you guys can finish this up sometime this century? I am getting seriously bored!"
He was startled when grunting noises began to fill the air. Eyes turned to the boys' side where the source was revealed to be Beardo, who had gotten down onto his hands and knees and had started to oink.
"Yeah, I said bored, not boar Beardo," Chris said dully, though the beatboxer's antics did manage to elicit laughter from a number of the campers. One however, didn't find it funny at all.
"Ugh! Would it kill you to go five minutes without making one of those stupid sound effects of yours?!" Dave yelled harshly. "That's the whole reason you were voted off first last time!"
That outburst was enough for Beardo to stop his boar imitation immediately. Suddenly looking sorrowful, the beatboxer stood up and backed away a little, despite the fact that he wasn't anywhere near Dave in the first place.
"S-Sorry," Beardo murmured sadly, now staring down at his feet.
Several of the campers, (mainly the ones on Trent's team) glared at Dave for such a cruel statement to which the normal guy appeared oblivious to.
Satisfied that it was now much quieter, Dave let out a sigh right before he was hit squarely in the face with a snowball that knocked him right off his feet.
"Ow..." he moaned before sitting back up. "Who threw that?"
"I did," Jasmine replied sternly with her arms crossed. "Because you really need to chill out." She smirked. "Literally." Those that had been glaring at Dave now couldn't help but snicker at the amazon's joke. Dave himself though went right back to looking angry.
"Really though Dave, you need to give the poor guy a break," Trent spoke up as he began to walk over to the dejected beatboxer. "All he's trying to do is have a little fun. And besides," he placed a hand on Beardo's shoulder. "He won't even be on your team, he'll be on mine and can make as many sound effects as he wants."
This caused Beardo to brighten up greatly. "Thanks," he said quietly as he and Trent walked to their team together.
That left just Max and Rodney on the boys' side, the former wearing a rather pompous expression.
"Clearly you shall be the next choice," the 'super-villain' said up the country boy.
"Really?" Rodney asked with his brow raised. "What makes you say that?"
"Simple farm boy, have you never heard of saving the best for last?" Max asked smugly with his hands on his hips. "This was quite obviously Trent's plan from the start, he wants to have the perfect weapon on his side to trounce Courtney's team; me."
This caused both team captains to roll their eyes.
(Confession Cam)
Courtney - "Max can be smart when it comes to building gadgets but considering I already have Cameron on my team, I don't really need him or that overly inflated ego of his. Rodney's a bit of a space cadet, but those muscles of his look like they could really come through in a challenge. It's an obvious choice.
"I'll choose-" Courtney began before she was quickly cut off.
"Woman, pick up the pace already!" Max rudely shouted. "My evil little toes are getting cold! If you do not hurry I will personally ensure doom for you and your entire team!"
Courtney pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Max, will you please shut the-"
"And would you look at that," Chris butted in, effectively cutting Courtney off a second time. "Max is the final male to join Courtney's team, which lands Rodney as the last one on Trent's team!"
"What?!" Courtney gaped in shock. "I don't want him on my team! I wanted Rodney but he interrupted me!"
"Too bad for you," Chris said smiling like a Cheshire cat. "You said Max's name first. That's how this whole selection works; the first name you say determines who you get stuck with!"
"You never said that!" Courtney yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at the host. "You're just placing him on my team because you know I don't want him!"
Chris chuckled darkly. "Yeah, since you don't have access to any of the cameras, any evidence you have proving I didn't say that earlier is circumstantial at best law school," he said. "In any case this is my show so captain or not, I still get the last word. Max is all yours."
(Confession Cam)
Courtney - "I. Hate. That. Man. *She punches the wall of the outhouse.*
Rodney - "Courtney wanted me? Does this mean? Oh, could it really be?"
As both boys went to join their respective teams, Trent took the opportunity to choose the last girl for his team before Chris could meddle any further.
"Staci," he said inviting the compulsive liar over with a wave.
Staci ran over to her new team with a smile. "Yah, did you know that teams were invented by my great-great-great-" she was cut off by Trent holding a finger up to her mouth.
"Maybe you could save that for later, okay?" he asked kindly.
"And on that note, Amy's the final member of Courtney's team!" Chris declared, the evil twin crossing her arms and pouting as she stomped over to the group. "Now that that's finally done and over with, time for the team names!" the host continued, pointing at Courtney. "To reflect the name of their captain, I hereby dub team number one, the Loquacious Lions!"
An icon was shown suddenly appearing on the screen, a circle surrounding the head of a red lion with a speech bubble positioned by its open mouth.
"Loquacious?" Courtney asked incredulously. "I am not-"
"Yes you are, get over it," Gwen cut her off with a sour look, quickly causing her former friend to shut her mouth.
"And as for team number two," Chris said now pointing at Trent. "To reflect your captain, you shall now be known as, the Crooning Crickets!"
A second icon then appeared on the screen, this one being a circle surrounding a green cricket with three quarter notes floating above its head.
Chris then glanced at his watch and then scowled. "Unfortunately, it would appear that since you guys took so long, we need to cut to commercial now," he said in annoyance. "You can spend that time getting to the location of today's first challenge, on top of that hill!"
The campers saw the he was pointing to an extremely tall, snow covered mountain causing an eruption of groans and complaints.
"Shut it and get going!" Chris barked before turning to face the camera. "What kind of intense challenges await our newly formed teams? Will they be able to survive them? Better question, can they all survive each other? Heh, when Hell freezes over maybe! Come see what's next on Total...Drama...Once...Again!"
The host was then startled by the ringing of his cell phone.
"Hello?" he answered it. "What do you mean I can't say Hell? People have said in on the network before!"
*Fade to commercial*
Four months. Four months I kept you all waiting. Well now you all know I'm not dead. I am so VERY SORRY for keeping you guys hanging. Like I said at the beginning of the chapter, life has been keeping me pretty busy. Life can suck.
I realize that Courtney may have appeared a bit OOC during that flashback but please try to keep in mind that this takes place after Pahkitew Island and the Ridonculous Race so she's had plenty of time to think about what she's done. She approached Trent and was willing to open up to him because while they might never have been friends, she knows he's willing to understand what she's doing and not mock her for it. Don't worry though, Courtney will still have plenty of moments of bossiness and temper tantrums.
As before please review as I crave and appreciate them so very much. Tell me in detail what you liked, what you disliked and what you hope to see. All those are a serious help when writing so don't hold back.
I apologize for the lack of action in this chapter but I promise next one will have not one but two challenges where everyone, not just the team captains will get chances to shine. It's just selecting two teams that have thirteen members each turned out to take up more than I first anticipated.
Here's a quick recap of each team.
The Loquacious Lions: Courtney, Scott, Sierra, Brick, Gwen, Cameron, Eva, Lightning, Lindsay, Dave, Anne Maria, Max and Amy.
The Crooning Crickets: Trent, Sky, Cody, Jasmine, Tyler, Dawn, Shawn, Jo, B, Sammy, Beardo, Staci and Rodney.
Until next time everyone, stay frosty. Explorer of the Unknown signing out.
Edit: Crap! Nearly forgot to include my sincerest thanks to both Light of the Dawn and The Prime Writer for serving as my story consultants.
I should also give credit to the Kobold Necromancer, that gag of Tyler hitting Trent in the fact was inspired by Total Drama Comeback where Ezekiel was the one who would get hit.
I should also mention that in a bit of shamelessness, I created an OC based off myself, the intern JT. His fellow intern Pippa was inspired by my Fanfiction bestie, Light of the Dawn. All the interns here are going to be based off of some of my closest acquaintances on this site and as you'll soon see, they're going to be very different from the interns that proceeded them.
