~4~

Rejected

The voting was tough. No one wanted to vote anyone out, but they had to. When the Screaming Patriots were done Chris came over with a plate of licenses. "When I call your name come up and collect your license. The person who does not receive one will be forced to take the Drive of Shame in the Loser Cruiser. The first license goes to Connor. Leshawna. Gwen. Cody." The final three looked at each other. Chef wheeled out a TV set and popped in a tape. "You all were the only ones who received votes tonight. Let's find out who voted for who."

The tape played showing people in the confessional. {Gwen: I vote for Ted. That jerk deserves to go!}

{Cody: I vote for Sierra. I know she's not on my team, but Chris, if you have anything resembling a soul, please kick her out!}

{Izzy: I vote for the stupid bear that stole my clothes! I will find you bear!}

{Tyler: I vote for Izzy.}

{Leshawna: I vote for Tyler.}

{Ted: Gotta go with Tyler.}

{Connor: I vote... Man this is tough. But I gotta go with... Izzy.} Izzy gasped.

{Izzy: And to think I thought we had something real! Well Connor, you can kiss your spot on this show goodbye, 'cause I'm comin' after you!}

"Well," Chris said jollily, "looks like we got ourselves a tie. Izzy and Tyler, you two are gonna have to go head-to-head in a tiebreaker."

Chris led the Patriots and the Pioneers to a nearby Starbucks cafe. "This right here is the first Starbucks ever opened. The two of you will be competing to see who can drink the most of these espresso glasses." Chef came over and set a tray of espresso cups on the table. "First one to finish 20 wins. And... Go!"

Izzy and Tyler quickly started drinking. Harold was walking over to Heather on the sidelines. "So, Heather, would you like to get some dinner with me later?"

"Why would I do that, dork?"

"Well, I thought-" He was silenced by Heather kicking him in the kiwis. "So that's a no then?" He squeaked. {Leshawna: At last everything is right with the universe once more.}

Izzy and Tyler were neck in neck, whittling their way down to the last couple of glasses. Both of them were vibrating from the extreme levels of caffeine they had ingested so far. {Izzy: DidImentionthatIlovecoffee?It'sjustsuchagreatwaytogainener gy!Coffeecoffecoffeecoffee!}

{Tyler: Icanfreakingseesounds!I'mscaredandamazedatthesametim e!AAAAAAAH!Someonecalladoctor!}

Tyler had drank so much espresso that he fell off his chair in a seizure. Izzy took the chance. She quickly gulped down the last two cups at once and raised her arms in victory. "Yippee! Iwon!I'msohappyIcouldscream!InfactIwill! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"Izzy wins! Tyler, you're goin' home buddy." Tyler was currently on the floor, still shaking violently. "Just as soon as you see a doctor. Medic!"

Once Tyler had stopped shaking and was given medical attention he was handcuffed and put into the Loser Cruiser, which sped off into the night.

Goodbye Tyler, and goodbye Seattle. Where will we end up next? Will Cody and Sierra's marriage last? And will Izzy ever sleep again? Find out all this and more next time on Total... Drama... Road Trip!