Episode 4: Red, White, and PAIN
"Last time, on a very WICKED episode of Total Drama: World's Revenge," Chris says.
*FLASH*
"Salem Massachusetts- home of the dreaded witch trials of the 1600's! Here, Jo attempted to form an alliance with Nick, but he knew what she was planning, for he had seen ever single episode of Total Drama ever. That meant, Nick pretended to fall for her ruse, while planning to get her out of the game. Well played, Nick. During the witch hunt challenge, Sam had grown a very unpredictable addiction to one of the hand held games in first class, and brought it along with him during the challenge. Due to Sam's lack of effort (as well as the Killer Tornados' little plan), the Bald Eagles had lost it in the end; Sam was the third contestant to go home, and I made Nick switch to the Bald Eagles."
*FLASH*
"We're now down to the final thirteen! Who's next to take the dreaded drop 'o shame? Find out, right now! On Total...Drama...World's Revenge!" Chris sung.
*THEME SONG*
Dear mom & dad, I'm doing fine...
You guys are on my mind...
You ask me what I wanna be, and now I think the answer's plain to see...
I WANNA BEEEE FAMOUS...
I wanna live close to the sun,
Well pack your bags, 'cuz I've already won
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
I'll get there one day...
CAUSE I WANNA BEEEE FAMOUS!
NAH nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah...
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be FAMOUS!
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be FAMOUS!
(whistling)
The Bald Eagles (minus new teammate, Nick) were in the mess hall, eating their 'breakfast'. Well, what was considered 'breakfast' anyway. Turns out, losers had to eat some discussing slop that Chef makes, while the winners get a five-star all-you-can-eat buffet in first class, filled with some of the world's most wonderful foods imaginable! But nope, the Bald Eagles were forced to eat crud.
Mikayla stabs her 'food' with her spoon, and lifts it up again, resulting with her bowl to stick with the spoon. With a sound of disgust, she throws her entire bowl and spoon across the room, smashing against the wall where one of the janitors were cleaning. He sees the mess that Mikayla makes, and slams his mop in the floor with anger as he walks out of the room.
"I'm sorry," Mikayla says bitterly. "But I'm not eating this crap."
"Well, get use to it," Zoey remarks. "Because this is the only meal we get for the day until we come back to the plane."
Dakota was sitting on the far end of the table, blowing her nose with some tissue. Used tissues were scattered everywhere in her area as she continued to mourn over the elimination of her boyfriend.
"...*Sniff* Or f-first...*Blow Nose* c-class..." She sniffed sadly.
"Oh, well...that too." Zoey agreed.
Dawn looks up from her book and faces Dakota; saying, "Don't worry, Dakota, your aura says that you'll get better eventually."
Dakota looks up and glares at Dawn.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Dakota: Yeah right, Dawn! My boyfriend my have lost the challenge for us, but he was still very important to me in this game!
Nick walks into the room; he notices the mess that Mikayla made first as he enters. Turning to his new team, he asks curiously, "Ah...was there a food fight?" He asked, using his thumb to point to the mess as he walks over to his team's table, and sits.
Mike shakes his head.
"No, Mikayla threw her food over there, because she claims that it's 'crap'."
"Well, it is!" Nick exclaimed; waving his arms around in the air like some toddler that's proving his or her point. "I can't blame her. I ain't eating that either." He claimed.
Mikayla turned towards Nick.
"Thank you," She said as she gets up and leaves.
Nick rolled his eyes. "Mhm, sure..." He says.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Mikayla: I can't survive in loser class! Arg! We've got to win the next challenge! I know that I want to get rid of Zoey, but that can wait until the merge. You know, when all of us are eliminating somebody and I'm in first class with immunity. Zoey's elimination can wait for the merge. Until then, I just have to make sure that my team keeps on winning.
Nick: Now that I'm on "Team Eagle" here, I might as well just at least try to make some allies, or at least enjoy myself. Don't get me wrong, I loved being on the Killer Tornados, but the only person who I could've trust was Pajie. Jo seemed to be getting on my nerves.
Zoey takes a seat in front of Nick, as well as the others (they crowd around him) and gives him friendly jesters.
"Well, welcome to the team, Nick," Zoey beamed happily. "I hope we can all get along."
Nick soon realized how everyone seemed so much nicer than the cast on the other team. He smiled a little and started shaking hands with his new teammates. He had a feeling that he was going to like it here.
"Oh, I'm sure I will, Zoe." Nick replied.
*FLASH*
In first class, Jo is punching a punching bag extra hard. She's seen sweating like crazy in her angered condition. Everyone was watching her, too scared to say anything to her. Scott walks into the room and sees what's going on. Walking to his team, he whispers in Pajie's ear, "What's with her?"
"Jo's angry about the team switch." Pajie whispered back.
"I'M GONNA TEAR THIS PLANE APART!" Jo roared.
Jo punches her punching back so hard, and it was knocked off of it's chain and fell onto the ground. Her team, in complete shock, watches as Jo lifts the bag over her head, and throws it towards her team. The rest of the Killer Tornados scream as they scatter through out the first class cabin.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Jo: My plane to get Nick on my side is now RUINED! With Nick on the other team, they're probably kissing up to him! I must get him in an alliance- no matter what it takes! *Sighs* I guess I'm just gonna have to work him the hard way...work him from opposite teams.
Pajie: I haven't seen someone this crazy since Eva on season one.
The Total Drama jet flies downwards; landing, and slides on the runway, loosing control. Everyone can be heard panicking as the plane looses it's control, and nearly crashes into the Marin Luther King Jr. memorial.
*FLASH*
"Welcome to Washington D.C.," Chris announces as the cast walks up to him. "The capitol city of the Untied States of America. Today's challenge will be a two-part challenge: a contest and a scavenger hunt. The first part will be taking place at the park. Now...let's get going!"
*FLASH*
The park wasn't really that long of a walk. They only went through a couple blocks to get there. The park was actually the square in front of the White House, close to where the theater where Abraham Lincoln was shot at. In front of the consistence was a stage- the same looking stage from the island where Total Dram originated. Chris and Chef were standing on the stage while everyone looks up at them, reading to hear the challenge.
"I'd like to call part one of today's challenge...'The Presidential Catwalk'!" Chris says. "Each team will have twenty minutes modeling one of your teammates as one of the many Presidents of the United States. When your time is up, your 'model' will walk the catwalk for judging. The team with the best resembling president will win a very useful advantage in part two."
"So...it's another modeling challenge?" Brick asked.
Chris raised an eyebrow.
"I believe I just said that," He said. "The judges for part one will be me, Chef, and today's Total Drama classic competitor..."
Just then, a bus rolls to the square, and stops. Everyone looks at the bus, wondering who's in it, and which Total Drama competitor will be making a cameo. When the doors open, all of the cast gasps in horror. They couldn't believe it. The 'classic competitor' that Chris mentioned was a tanned girl with brown locks of hair, black eyes, wore green pants, grey and white shirt, and had a look of determination.
Courtney.
"Let's get this over with," Courtney hissed at Chris. "And may I remind you about my contract for today...?"
Chris sighed and took out a packet of papers.
"Cast, according to Courtney and her layers (mostly Courtney), that once today's challenges are over, Courtney will officially become a competitor for the rest of the season. Or until she's eliminated." Chris said bitterly.
All of the cast members talked amongst themselves, loudly, not wanting this, nor wanting to believe this. They knew Courtney's attempts, and this was no different from season two.
"That's right!" Courtney exclaimed. "Once today's over, I'm in the game! But for the rest of the day, I'm just Chris and Chef's personal assistant."
Nick gulped.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Nick: Oh...No...
"Listen up, everyone!" Chris yells. "Get backstage right now, and model your president. Remember, you only get twenty minutes to do so. Go!"
All of the cast runs backstage.
*CONFESSIONAL*
The Killer Tornados were in their own dressing room, looking through a bunch of stuff that would resemble at least some of the presidents.
"This crud ain't gonna work!" Anne Maria snapped.
Scott nodded in agreement.
"Indeed. And who will we get to be our president?"
Suddenly, a light bulb lights up in everyone's heads. They turn to look at Lightning, who was kissing his biceps. Lightning stops kissing them when he begins to notice that his whole team was looking at him; grinning.
"Sha-what?" He questioned.
Jo then picked up a suit that was hanging in the closet, Anne Maria picks up a makeup kit, and Scott, B, and Pajie get ready to tackle him.
"Guess we've found ourselves a Barack Obama, eh?" Jo questioned rhetorically.
Everyone nods in agreement, and gets closer to Lightning, who begins to back away slowly.
"Sha-no! You ain't dressing me up in no monkey suit!" He objected.
"GET HIM!" The rest of the Killer Tornados exclaimed, running after Lightning.
Lightning screams like a girl before he runs away from his team. Outside, Chris, Chef, and Courtney watches at Lighting is getting chased by his own team, who has the supplies to dress him up in. While being chases, his teammates yelled things, like, "Get back here!" and "Damn you, Lightning!". Chris and Chef laughs as they watch the event that's going on in front of them.
Turning to the camera, Chris says, "I can watch this all day. Can you people, though?" He snickers before continuing. "Who will resemble one of the many presidents the most? And will Lightning get voted off if he continues to waste his team's time? And how will the Bald Eagles respond to this? Find out when we come back, right here, on Total Drama: World's Revenge!"
"SHA-NOOOOOOOOO!" Lightning yells off screen.
The screen goes blank for commercial.
*COMMERCIAL BREAK*
The Bald Eagles were looking through their own things to use for the catwalk challenge. There were many things that they could use to model with. But the question was...who? While thinking about what to use and who to use, they all hear screaming. Peeking out from the curtains of the stage, the entire team witness Lightning getting chased. He eventually gets pinned down by his own team, and carried to the backstage. The Eagles laugh, and get back into their dressing room area to continue to work.
"Did you see the look on Lightning's face?!" Laughed Brick.
"I sure did!" Dawn agreed.
As the others continued to laugh, Nick and Mike were going through the stuff still. Nick found a top hat, and an idea suddenly hits him. Turning to his team, Nick says, "Guys! Hey guys!" But no response; they were still laughing and mocking Lightning.
Irritated, he yells, "HEY!", which gets their attention.
"Thank you," Nick smiled; holding up the top hat to show everyone. "I think I've got an idea. I found this top hat; who's the only well-known president with a top hat...?"
"Abraham Lincoln." Zoey answered.
"Wait," Mikayla stepped in. "You're suggesting..."
Nick nodded.
"Yes! I am! We dress someone up as Lincoln." He beamed proudly.
The rest of the team claps and cheers in agreement. Zoey Brick walks up to Nick, and gives him a pat on the back; saying, "Excellent plan, teammate. Now, who are we gonna dress up?"
"Mike, of course!" Nick exclaimed. "He's relevantly tall (about '7), smart, and an ideal leader. He'll be perfect!"
Zoey gasped in excitement and runs up to Mike, giving him a tight admiring hug.
"PERFECT! Oh, Mike, you'll be the most adorable Honest Abe ever!" She squealed.
Mike blushes hard, but gives out a smile while looking down at his little red-headed girlfriend. His teammates (except for Mikayla) smiles and shows adoration upon Mike and Zoey's little moment.
"Except for two things," Mikayla states. "Chris said the most look-a-like! Abraham Lincoln was a white man- Mike's naturally tanned! And do you all remember about his M.P.D, ZOEY? If he puts on that hat, then Manitoba Smith will come out!"
Zoey glares at Mikayla; Mike looks uneasy while seeing the two girls glare at each other.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Zoey: Okay, one- The color of the skin shouldn't matter- Mikayla might be a little racist! And two- Mike has complete control over his Multiple Personality Disorder- from the last time I've checked. WHY SHOULD IT MATTER?!
Mikayla: I know I sound like a complete bitch, but I'm only trying to help our team out here.
Zoey and Mikayla continues to growl at each other, until Mike takes the top hat away from Nick and places it on his head, causing the attention to fall onto him instead of the girl's fighting. Nothing seemed to happen to Mike. No hard gasps for air, no voice or attitude change, no weird actions, nothing. Just plain, 'ole Mike.
"...Who are you?" Zoey questioned, placing a hand on Mike's shoulder.
Grinning, Mike says, "It's still me, guys. Not to worry."
"Of course he's still Mike! Manitoba only comes out when Mikes puts on a fedora!" Nick exclaimed.
"Ha!" Zoey points a finger at Mikayla. "Mike still has control!"
"Fine," Mikayla growled. "I'll do his hair."
"I'll do his makeup!" Dakota exclaimed gllefully.
"I'll help Dakota, I guess." Zoey said.
"And I'll help Mikayla." Dawn said.
Brick placed a hand on Nick's shoulder and motioned his other hand to himself and Nick; saying, "And Nick and I will get the costume ready."
*FLASH*
Twenty minutes later, Mike was now in a Abraham Lincoln costume- complete with the suit, top hat, a fake bear, makeup, and all. Everyone beamed at their work, proud that they've accomplish this task.
"OMG...he looks exactly like Lincoln." Dakota breathed.
"I know, right?" Zoey agreed.
Just then, the intercom came on, "Attention everyone, time's up! Presenting their president first is...The Bald Eagles!"
Zoey kisses Mike on the cheek and says breathlessly, "Good luck, Abe.", and then she winked.
Mike smiled and winked back before walking onto the stage and walked the catwalk, presenting himself to Chris, Chef, and Courtney, who were all seated at a long table below the stage. They began writing some things down on paper- probably notes or a score.
"Okay...Abraham Lincoln? Nice!" Chris exclaimed. "Nicely done, Bald Eagles. Now, Mike..." Mike looked at Chris nervously. "Would you mind presenting Lincoln's famous speech? Thanks."
Behind the curtain, the Bald Eagles gasps.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Zoey: No one said we had to do that...
Mikayla: Did Chris mention anything about presenting a presidential speech? *Fake Surprise Gasp* No? I don't think so!
Dakota: He's just making up the rules as he goes along!
Dawn: Oh dear...
Nick: Oh my God...I hope Mike doesn't chock! I hope he can actually remember at least some of Abraham Lincoln's famous speech!
Brick: Chris is like one of those bad presents that you get on your birthday or Christmas. You never know what you'll get, hope that it's something good, and then your hope turns into shit. And Chris is that shitty present. That request came out of nowhere!
Mike: I know my team might be a little worried, but when I was in 8th grade, I had to present his speech to the entire history class for a project, so...
Mike tapped on the microphone that was on the stage. And with a deep breath, he began with, "Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal," The Bald Eagles went into shock, surprise that Mike is actually recognizing it.
But Mike doesn't stop there; he keeps on going with, "Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this,"
"Oh my God...he actually recognizes that speech?" Zoey breathed silently.
"But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate - we can not consecrate - we can not hallow - this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced," Mike continued.
Courtney looked impress, so did Chris and Chef. Behind the curtains, on the other side, the Killer Tornados were in surprise as well- no one knew that Mike could remember the whole Gettysburg Address.
With one last big breath, Mike finishes the rest of the speech, "It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us - that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion - that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain - that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom - and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."
After that, everyone cheered and clapped rapidly. The Bald Eagles quickly darts their way over towards Mike, and hugs him tightly in a large group hug. Mike hugs his team back and joins in on their celebration. At the judges table, Courtney jumps onto the table and cheers rapidly as well, much like a crazed jock watching a sport event either on the TV or at the live game. Chris and Chef looks at her wide eyes, shocked about her reaction, and thinking that she's probably gone crazy. Courtney, after realizing her actions, coughs into her fist in embarrassment, and sits back down at her seat, and folds her papers together again.
"Ah, ooookkkkkkaaayyy..." Chris says while looking at Courtney. Turning back to the Bald Eagles, he says, "Very nice Bald Eagles. I'd give that a ten-out-of-ten!"
The Bald Eagles cheer some more. Chef holds up a score card with the number ten on it, as well as Courtney. The team celebrates some more, but stops immediately when Chris announces, "However, let's see just how well the Killer Tornados will respond. Ooooh, Tooooornaaaadoooooos..."
There was a pause of dead silence. Nothing happened. After about a minute or two of waiting, Chris asked, "Um...Tornados?"
Just then, Lighting is kicked out of the backstage, by Jo kicking him in the butt hard enough. Standing back up, Lightning is revealed to be wearing a suit and tie. It didn't take a genius to figure out who he was supposed to be.
"Uh...Barack Obama?" Chris says while looking at Lightning. He, as well as Chef and Courtney, begin to take notes. "Impressive. Now, can you preferm anything presidential? Like a speech or something?"
"Pssh! Sha-please! Lightning can do better than just some lousy speech!" Lightning stated.
Jo peeks her head out of the back curtain, and yells, "What's more simple and award-winning than a speech?! Just do a damn speech!"
"Hush it, boy!" Lightning yells, looking back a her with only his eyes. "Lightning's got something better.
"THE HELL DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" She barks back.
*CONFESSIONL*
Pajie: To answer your question, Jo...he called you a boy.
Anne Maria: As if I'm gonna fall for that! If you expect me to believe that Lightning's got a better idea, then you're crazy!
Scott: Greeeeat. Just greeeeeat. I wonder just what the hell this idiot's gonna do now!
Lightning: Oh, I've got a better idea all right. And trust me, it's a good one! *Flexes Biceps* Sha-Yeeeeeeeah!
B: *Face-Palms Self in Irritation*
Jo: I'm gonna take Lightning by the neck...AND I'M GONNA (Long Censored Bleep)
Lightning rips off his suit (except boxers) and begins to flex. Everyone gasps and makes faces of discuss.
"Can the president do this?" And with that, Lightning bends over, and squeezes his butt cheeks together; clapping them.
The Bald Eagles were still looking disgusted by this action. Mike was holding onto Zoey and looked shocked, Zoey was clinging onto him but covered her mouth with her free hand while her eyes were widen in disgust, Nick covered his mouth with both hands, Brick covered his eyes, Dakota and Dawn watched in horror with the others, but Mikayla threw up on the ground in front of them, making her team gasps in surprise as they watch her, looking at both Mikayla and Lightning is horrific awe.
On the Killer Tornados' side, Scott fainted with horror, Pajie looked disgusted, B closed his eyes while also covering his mouth, looking like he was going to throw up right there, Jo's eyes were widen with shock and horror; her eyes pupils were so small, you could barley see them. But Anne Maria seemed to be enjoying it.
"Ah yeah, twerk it, baby!" She yells at him with enjoyment.
At the judges table, Courtney shared the same expression as Jo, Chris and Chef too. Anne Maria joins in with Lightning, and begins to twerk with him. Eventually, Pajie couldn't hold it in any longer, and threw up big time. Nick was the second to throw up. Eventually, everyone (except for Lightning and Anne Maria) began to throw up, even the judges.
"All right, that's it! ENOUGH!" Chris bellows loudly.
Everyone freezes and looks at Chris.
After taking a few deep breathes, Chris says breathlessly, "The Bald Eagles are the winners of part one of the challenge! Just stop twerking like Miley Cyrus already!"
"Awwww!" Lightning and Anne Maria whined.
The Bald Eagles, even though they were a mess, cheered in excitement. The Killer Tornados just glared in a anger at Lightning and Anne Maria. Chris wipes himself off, and turns to the camera, saying, "We'll be right back after a quick clean up. What's store next? Find out, after the break!"
The screen goes blank for commercial.
*CONFESSIONAL*
The screen reappears, this time, they were in front of the Capitol Building, right in front of the lake.
"Welcome back to Total Drama: World's Revenge!" Chris announces. "Before the break, we've had a...um...slight...ah...problem with keeping our breakfast down."
Mikayla lifts an eyebrow; she says bitterly, "How the hell can either of us on in loser class keep down that crap that you guys call 'food'?!"
Chris rolls his eyes; showing annoyance. Behind him were two large circular shapes. The cast had to assume that the two empty shapes behind Chris had something to do with part two of the challenge, but they were soon going to find out.
"Your second challenge, as I recall, is a scavenger hunt. The hunt: find and reassemble your team's symbol! If you'll all look behind me, there are two large circles. The left circle is the Killer Tornado's empty circle, and the right is the Bald Eagles. Each empty circle requires three pieces of your team's symbol. The puzzle pieces are scattered through out the city, so, after collecting the three puzzle pieces, return here to reassemble your team's symbol on the empty circle. The first team to do so will win first class. The losers...well, you know..." Grinned Chris.
The teams look at each other uneasily.
"Anyhow," Chris said as he takes out a GPS. "Bald Eagles, since you've won the last challenge, you get this handy-dandy hand held GPS; complete with every location in Washington D.C."
The Bald Eagles cheer, and Chris throws the GPS at them, having Dawn catch it.
"Wait!" Jo interrupted. "What about us?! Surly, the losing team as to get at least something."
"Hahahaha! Yeah! Hahahaha! No." Chris said. "I'm afraid that you'll after to use your wits and knowledge of D.C." After noticing that the Killer Tornados' were glaring at Lightning, Chris added, "And after that performance done by Lightning, you would really believe that I would give you guys an advantage? The accomplishment that Lightning did was making Obama look bad and putting the 'Killer' in front of 'Tornados' a new meaning. That killed."
*CONFESSIONAL*
Jo: Speaking of kill...is there any way possible that I can get a license to kill Lightning?
"Eagles, your GPS will have all of the locations as to where your puzzle pieces will be located. Now, on your marks..." Chris says as his lifts up a loud speaker in the air.
Pajie says to Lightning bitterly, "Thanks for making us loose the last challenge, Lightning."
"...Get set..." Says Chris.
Lightning turns glares in annoyance at his own team.
"Listen up now, you-!"
"GO!"
And with that, Chris blows the horn. The Bald Eagles then makes a dash away from the Capitol Building, just far enough to activate their GPS in privet. As soon as the Bald Eagles were running, Jo turns to her team and says, "We may not have to worry. We'll just follow the Eagles, and then-"
"And what if the puzzle pieces are somewhere else in the city? Ever thought of that?" Anne Maria snapped.
"I wouldn't say that..." Chris said; couldn't help but over hearing. "The puzzle pieces are in the same area as the other teams'."
"So when you said to trust our wits and knowledge..." Pajie said.
"You meant follow the other team." Scott finished.
Chris gave them all confused looks before saying, "I never actually meant that, but...ah...s-sure! Oh, and either Courtney or Chef will be at a location, so, no cheating...except if it's used for violence purpose only!" He laughed. "Now go!"
The Killer Tornados begin to run as fast as they can, to follow the Bald Eagles.
*FLASH*
Go left, then you have reached your first destination. Said the GPS.
The Bald Eagles looked up at where they were standing in front of- the Abraham Lincoln Memorial. Zoey giggled and said, "Oh, how ironic. This guys just keeps following you, Mike." She then kissed him on the cheek.
Mikayla made a gag sound before racing up the stairs. She shouts while running, "Well, hurry up! Before the other team gets here!"
The rest of the Bald Eagles follow. Eventually, they made it to the top of the memorial, and looks around the place. They searched near the bathroom area, all around the pillars, and even behind the memorial. But nothing was here.
"Oh! Where is is?!" Mikayla screeched.
"Look!" Brick shouted, pointing to the top of the memorial. "It's right above Abe's head!"
The rest of the team looked up. The first puzzle piece was pinned against the wall, just above the head of the Abraham Lincoln statue. They all made sounds of tiredness and disappointment, not wanting to do this, but had no choice.
"Okay, so...we have to climb?" Dakota asked.
Chef appeared from the corner. "Yes," He said. "Choose someone to climb the statue. Hehe..."
The Bald Eagles looked away at one another; the same way as if they were ignoring each other. With an annoyed sigh, Brick says, "I'll do it.", and walks towards the statue; begins to climb it.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Brick: Back at home, I've done a lot of rock climbing, so this was nothing.
Once Brick reached the top, and grabbed the puzzle piece and lifted it up. It was the same weight a large rock! Turning to his team below he yells, "Mike! Head's up!", and throws it down at him. Mike screamed in panic and reached his arms out and looked away. The puzzle piece landed in Mike's arms, making him bend forward a little, almost falling down. With concern, Zoey was about to ask if he was okay, but Mike get back onto his two feet, struggling to hold the puzzle piece without dropping it.
"My God! How much does this thing weigh?!" Mike exclaimed.
"Who cares?!" Mikayla said. "We have the first piece! Now we must find the last two pieces, before the Tornados find up. C'mon!"
And with that, the Bald Eagles flee from the Memorial. Passing them was the Killer Tornados.
*FLASH*
Jo climbed the statue with a hard struggle, determined to make it to the top. Her team below cheered and encouraged her to hurry up. Eventually, Jo did make to the top, and threw the puzzle piece to Lightning, who caught it with out any struggle, unlike Mike.
"C'mon, ladies!" Jo said as she jumps down and hits the floor. "We've got some eagles to follow!"
*CONFESSIONAL*
Lightning: Excuse me, but who's a lady?
The Bald Eagles raced into their second destination- the Arlington National Cemetery. It said so on the GPS that the second puzzle piece was to be hidden somewhere in the Arlington Memorial Amphitheater. The Bald Eagles raced to the amphitheater. But little did they know, the Killer Tornados were catching up from behind them.
In the amphitheater, the Bald Eagles spotted the second puzzle piece by the first row of chairs inside the circular area. The Bald Eagles raced over there, but they stopped once Brick bumped into Jo, making the two fall down. Both teams froze and took a few steps back. Thins were about to get a little ugly between Jo and Brick; they just knew it. The two got up and dusted themselves off. They then glare at each other.
"Hey, G-I-Joke! Watch where you're going!" Jo snapped.
"Watch where you're going...sweet cheeks!' Brick snapped back.
The teams gasps from hearing Brick's comment. Shit was getting serious right now. No one had ever called Jo 'sweet cheeks' and lived. Jo's eyes darted even more at Brick, and raised a fist in anger.
"What. The hell. Did you. Just say?!" She yelled.
Grinning, Brick said, "Oh, c'mon now, Jo, you know what I'm talking about. Why else do you hate me? You like me!"
"W-W-W-W-W-W-W-W-WHAT?!" Jo bellowed in shock; her eyes was wide with her barley noticeable shocked pupils.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Brick: Yeah, I know that I may have just "dug my own grave", but it's the truth! After studying more on the female sex, I came to a conclusion that if a female can hate you for no apparent reason, then she's got to like you, right?
Jo: Brick's a dead man...
"You just dug your own grave!" Jo roared before punching Brick, sending him down.
Jo jumps down on him, and the two started fighting. The two teams just stand there and watch them, to entrance with the fighting instead of the challenge. Pajie looks over at Nick and smiles shyly. Without her team noticing, she makes her way over to the Bald Eagles, and taps Nick's shoulder, having him look at her. With her hand, Pajie motions toward herself as if to say, follow me. Nick does so, and follows her outside of the amphitheater.
"Okay, Nick," Pajie says as they reach the outside of the amphitheater. "In Salem, you said I was beautiful- you flirted. Did you really mean that?"
Nick blushed slightly and got nervous.
"Um...y-yeah..." He answered nervously.
Pajie giggled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I don't find it weird at all."
"Y-You don't?" Nick wondered.
"No, I don't. In fact, I find it flattering. And besides...you're kind of cute...in a way."
Nick smiled at Pajie, she smiled back, and they just stand there.
Their moment, however, was ruined when they hear Jo and Brick's fighting going on still. Nick turns to Pajie and takes her hand; he says, "Wanna go somewhere else? You know, see the city?"
"S-Sure!" Pajie smiled.
The two begin to exit the cemetery.
*FLASH*
As the teams continue to watch Jo and Brick fight, Courtney comes out and sees this going. With rage, she gets in between the two and split them up. Courtney pushes Brick and Jo back to their own teams, where than can hold their team members back.
Handing them their puzzle pieces, Courtney yells, "Get going! Chris and Chef are waiting for you guys at the last checkpoint!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Brick said, saluting her.
"Oh, shut up!" Jo hissed. Turing to her team, she yells, "C'mon!"
The two teams race to get to Chris and Chef first.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Jo: At the end of the day, I'm going to take Brick, and I'm gonna-(Long Censored Bleep)
The two teams race to Chris and Chef, who were right next to the Washington Memorial. Behind Chris and Chef was the board with the two circles. Brick and Jo race to the board, and places their team's symbol over the circle. Only one piece remained.
"Very nice, you guys," Chris said as Jo and Brick went back to their teams. "Now, as for the third piece for your team's puzzle, it's- Wait a minute..." Chris looked at the two teams closely. "Hmm...looks like both teams are missing a player."
"What?" Mike said. "That's not right; we have everyone."
"Almost everyone..." Mikayla sneered as she looks around. "Nick and Pajie are missing!"
"AGAIN?!" Jo roars. "How many times are we gonna be missing players?!"
Chris grins. "No Nick and Pajie, no continuing the challenge."
Brick and Jo yells, "I'll get him/her!", and the two runs off to search for their teammates.
*CONFESSIONAL*
Nick and Pajie
Nick: Pajie and I found out that we've got a lot in common.
Pajie: Yeah! I know, right?
Nick: We both love paranormal things and strange horror movies.
Pajie: We even found out that our hobbies are alike. He wants to be working in Hollywood someday, and so do I.
Nick: Do you just love the fact that we're learning so much about each other?
Pajie: I LOVE that about us!
Nick and Pajie are seen giggling and laughing at a bench in front of the World War II memorial.
"Okay, okay! Favorite colors?" Pajie asked.
"Green, black, and grey." Nick answered. "Favorite song?"
"Here's to Never Growing Up." Pajie answered.
"Wow..." Nick smiled.
Just then, Brick and Jo appeared from behind them; they both show relief, yet disappointment. Jo grabs Pajie and drags her along back to the Washington Memorial while Brick grabs Nick and follows the same actions as Jo.
"C'mon you two." Brick said annoyed.
*FLASH*
Brick, Jo, Nick, and Pajie returns to the Washington Memorial where the others where at. Chef and Courtney are standing by Chris' side. Chris goes back into detail with the rest of the challenge.
"Anyway, as you can see, only one piece for each team is left."
Anne Maia looks around; confused as to where the last few puzzle pieces are at.
"So...where are they?"
Pointing up, Courtney says, "Up there."
The consistence looks up in horrific awe as they see it. On the very top of the Washington Memorial, the last two puzzle pieces are pinned into the memorial. All of the cast members groan and complain. Chris blows a horn to make everyone stay quiet.
"Just to make things interesting, I've decided to make this a climbing part of the challenge. The Washington Memorial it pretty tall, and full of danger! It's a perfect climbing challenge." Chris snickers. "Anyway, the two teams must choose two climbers. the rest of you will be supporting your climbers with the same material used during the trust challenge from season one. The team to get their final puzzle piece first and climb back down will win for their team. You've got one minute to choose your two climbers. Go!"
The Bald Eagles form a huddle.
"I'll volunteer to climb." Brick said.
"Done," Mikayla agreed. "Okay, anyone else? How about you, Nick, for leaving us to hang out with that one girl?"
Nick sighed and put his head down in shame. Zoey and Mike pats his back and looks at her Mikayla in anger.
"He's not doing it, Mikayla." Zoey sneered.
"She's right," Nick said as he lifts up his head. "And besides, I have a fear of heights. Only planes are an excuse for me."
"Well, then I guess I'll go with Brick." Mike volunteered. "If Manitoba can climb good, then I can. I've rocked climbed before once, so how hard can it be?"
Over at the Killer Tornados' side, Lightning raised his hand.
"I'll climb! Sha-score!" He exclaimed proudly.
Jo rolled her eyes and raised her hand too. "I guess I will too." She said bitterly.
"Don't fall, honey." Anne Maria grinned evilly.
Jo shoots her a glare.
*FLASH*
Mike, Brick, Jo, and Lightning were now strapped up and ready to climb. The others were holding the supporting rope for their team's climbers.
"Oh, and climbers..." Grinned Chris. "While you're climbing..."
*Ding-Ding*
The climbers groan in annoyance. They hated this part, especially when they're forced to do it at a dangerous situation like this.
"Do we have to sing backup?" Dawn asked.
"Nope, this one's all climbers only." Chris grinned. "Aaaannnd...go!"
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Song #4- "We're The Team in America"
Type- Spoof/Parody
Song Used- "Kids in America" by "Kim Wilde"
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Mike: Climbing up a dirty old tower. Down below, the cars in the city go rushing by. I sit here alone and I'm paralyzed.
Brick: Friday mornin' and everyone's moving. I can fell the heat, but it's soothing; heading down. I search for the beat in this dirty town.
Jo: Down town the eagles are going.
Lightning: Down town the eagles are going.
Mike & Brick: We're the team in America.
Bald Eagles: Woah!
Jo & Lightning: We're the team in America.
Killer Tornados: Woah!
Everyone: Everybody lives for the vic-tor-y!
Mike: Bright lights the music gets faster. Look boy, don't check on your watch.
Brick: Not another glance. (To Jo) I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance.
Jo: Hot shot, give me no problems. Much later baby you'll be saying never mind.
Lightning: You know life is cruel, life is never kind.
Jo: Kind hearts don't make a new story.
Lightning: Kind hearts don't grab any glory.
Mike & Brick: We're the team in America.
Bald Eagles: Woah!
Jo & Lightning: We're the team in America.
Killer Tornados: Woah!
Everyone: Everybody lives for the vic-tor-y!
Girls (Except Jo): La la la la la la. La la la la la la. (To Boys) Sing!
Boys (Except Mike/Brick/Lightning): La la la la la la. La la la la la la.
Zoey (Referring to Mike): Almost closer, honey that's better. Get the piece, and lead us to victory. Feeling right. Oh don't try to stop baby. Win the fight.
Mike: Out here, a new day is dawning. Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere.
Brick: I don't want to go early.
Mike & Brick: New York to East California.
Jo & Lightning: There's a new wave coming I warn you.
Mike & Brick: We're the team in America.
Bald Eagles: Woah!
Jo & Lightning: We're the team in America.
Killer Tornados: Woah!
Everyone: Everybody lives for the vic-tor-y!
Mike & Brick: We're the team.
Jo & Lightning: We're the team.
Bald Eagles & Killer Tornados: We're the team in America.
Mike & Brick: We're the team.
Jo & Lightning: We're the team.
Bald Eagles & Killer Tornados: We're the team in America.
Mike & Brick: We're the team.
Jo & Lightning: We're the team.
Everyone: We're the team in America!
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By the time the song is over, Jo and Lighting were the first ones to grab their team's last puzzle piece and put their team's symbol together first before Mike and Brick got theirs.
"The Killer Tornados win the challenge!" Chris announces, causing the Bald Eagles to grown in disappointment. "Bald Eagles, I'll be seeing you guys at elimination."
*CONFESSIONAL*
Mikayla: Crap! Now we've got no choice, but to stay in loser class- AGAIN! Aurg! We BETTER win next time!
Back on the Total Drama jet, it is shown that all of the members of the Bald Eagles have just now stamped their votes. We then cut to the loser room, where Chris is reading the votes. Everyone is nervous as to who will be shot down out of the plane today. Courtney is standing next to Chris, grinning, while Chef has the plane's door open.
"Hmm...interesting..." Chris looks up and looks at the Bald Eagles. "Well, all I can say is this: Nick, you've ditched your team for a date that didn't last so long. What do you have to say about that?"
"Besides that fact that it was the shortest amount of fun I've ever had since being here?" Nick grinned.
Chris gaged and looked over at Mikayla. "Mikayla, your attitude today is a pretty good reason for your team to vote you off. Thoughts?"
"You can't blame me," Mikayla remarked. "I can't get any good sleep while in loser class or get a decent breakfast!"
Grinning, Chris looks at Brick. "And Brick, you've got into a fight with Jo, and cost your team the win in the last part of the challenge, along with Mike. How do you plead to that?"
"To honor my team, if I don't make it, I'll take it like a man and a true solider." Brick responded.
"All of your votes have been casted," Chris said. "And according to these votes, the unlucky loser of the day is..."
Everyone was crossing their fingers; praying that it won't be their turn to fall out of the plane. Well, one of them was going to, and it wasn't going to be pretty for them. Or so that's what they thought, because about a minute after Chris finished his sentence, he shouted, "COURTNEY!"
Courtney's eyes widen; she screams, "WHAT?!"
But before Courtney could take any action, Chris picks up a parachute, and pushes it towards Courtney, followed by shoving her forcefully out of the open plane door. Chef closes it, and the host turns to see the Bald Eagles looking slightly confused and shocked at the same time.
"Yep!" Chris beamed. "It was just a reward challenge! You're all safe...for now..."
The Bald Eagles stand up and cheer. Mike and Zoey share a lovely kiss, Brick and Nick give each other a high-five, Dakota and Dawn group hug, and Mikayla self-cheers.
Chris turns to the camera, and says, "For now, we're still on thirteen consistence, but, one of them will be going home next time! Find out who's next, on next week's episode of Total...Drama...World's Revenge!"
The screen goes black.
ON THE NEXT ALL NEW TOTAL DRAMA: WORLD'S REVENGE!
*Singing* It's Hollywood!
Chris- Fame and riches!
*Singing* Everyone's dream is Hollywood!
*Dakota and Pajie growl at each other*
Dakota- I WILL DESTROY YOU!
Nick *Confessional*- *Throws up*
*Singing* Everything gets nasty in Hollywood!
Jo- Fire!
*Cannon Fire & Anne Marie getting hit by cow poop*
WHO WILL BE NOMINATED IN HOLLYWOOD? FIND OUT ON AN ALL NEW TOTAL DRAMA: WORLD'S REVENGE!
Chris- Hollywood's vicious.
Well, next we're going to HOLLYWOOD! XD
Oh, I'm gonna enjoy THIS one...hehe...
See ya next time! :)
~Fanwriter9~