Disclaimer - The rights of Total Drama Island and its characters belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, and all those associated with the show. No profit is being made by this fanfiction, only sheer unbridled joy that I am allowed free writing. Bless you, First Amendment, haha. And don't try any of these stunts at home, you could get really messed up.
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Chapter 04 (Day 01, Part 4) - TDC's First Victim
The twenty-two campers were gathered around a hole in the ground that Chris had escorted them to. Nothing natural was about this hole, since it was a clean-cut circle, and a metal ladder led down into the darkness.
"Welcome to the Pit of 100 Screams," Chris shouted, spreading his arms. "Here, each contestant, one by one, will go down into the blackness. Down there, you will find a small alter with your name on it that has your own Gemstone of Enormous Mirth!"
"The GEM gem?" Noah said, crossing his arms.
"Yep! Basically, this is where all hatred and love stops, because you go down there alone, and you go back up alone! Since it's so far down, words of encouragement or demoralization cannot be heard."
"Not all of us have nyctophobia or claustrophobia," Noah continued his sarcastic attack, shaking his head.
"Noah, you're asking for it, big guy," replied Chris, never losing his grin. "You see, it's called the Pit of 100 Screams because there are one hundred horrors down there! And every camper is going to have to stare down one of the those horrors in order to claim the GEM!
"And don't bother warning your teammates about the danger that they might have to face when they retrieve their gem. It'll be different each time."
(Confession Camera - We've got a million of 'em.)
Chris - "I didn't want to tell them this, because it would ruin the scare factor. We got us a very fancy hologram projector, so there is no danger except heart attacks or however these guys can hurt themselves. There are one hundred horror projections randomly programmed, so they could be having to approach a pack of velociraptors, a swarm of bees, or a group of loud, demanding reporters."
An deep, rumbling roar came from deep down in the hole. The host cackled as fear struck the hearts of the campers, and many started to back away from the hole.
"Is immunity or a good dinner worth venturing into the Pit of 100 Screams?" Chris asked. He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "I think our first victim will be the nonbeliever! Noah, you're up first!"
Many of the Screaming Gophers grinned at Noah, who looked rather worried now. With an angry scoff, he said, "If you insist, but it wouldn't surprise me if it was just some hologram projection." Chris tried to hide his surprise as Noah began his descent. "Dang, that kid is too smart," he thought to himself. "If only he weren't a contestant, I could go to him for more sick ideas."
The egghead climbed down the ladder, which seem to take a very long period of time. The taunts and cheers (mostly taunts) from the others soon couldn't be heard, and that was when he reached the bottom.
It was a circular cavern, obviously man-made, well-lit by tiki torches. He was in the center, on a small circular stage. Eleven alters were on the left side, eleven on the right, and the banners of the two teams were hung over their respective sides.
"Like something out of a cheap Indiana Jones set," Noah grumbled as he headed towards the Screaming Gophers.
The GEMs were of eleven different colors, and his was a royal purple. "Not bad," he said as he picked it up. "Though the craftsmanship is a little off, and the..."
He trailed off when he felt a gust of wind behind him, and some horrible whispering. Noah spun around, but saw nothing. He shrugged and started to walk back to the ladder. "Stupid wind, setting me off like that..."
He trailed off again when his highly-developed brain recalled something. "Wait, I'm in a cave deep underground," he said aloud, "how did wind get down here?"
Something fluttered behind him, and a hissing breath made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He slowly turned around, and came face to face with a bat the size of a bed sheet blanket.
Up above ground, Chris held up an speaker device that, he had explained earlier, was connected to a microphone in the pit. Noah's scream blared from the speaker, and a lot of the campers had a good laugh.
The egghead scrambled to the ladder, but tripped on the stage's edge. He dropped the gem, which skidded away from him. The giant bat hovered over it, as if daring Noah to take it.
Noah breathed in deep, and decided to just let the bat keep the cheap GEM; however, as he was starting to climb the ladder, his brain recalled another fact.
"Bats mostly eat insects and fruit," he remembered. "Even if this bat is real, to him you're about as appetizing as that gemstone."
Noah inched towards the giant bat, swiped the GEM from underneath it, then bolted to the ladder. He scurried up it as the wind from the bat's wings and screeching seemed to follow him up.
When he made it to the surface, he juggled the GEM in one hand in front of his team. Regardless of their feelings for Noah, they cheered. The challenge wasn't impossible now.
"Congratulations, Noah, you win invincibility," Chris exclaimed, slapping Noah on the back.
"No sweat," the egghead replied. "But I won't be seeing a Batman movie for some time now."
"Okay, then, let's see who's next...," Chris pondered aloud. "Geoff! You go as the first Killer Bass!"
"Will do, dude," Geoff shouted, pumping his fists in the air. He winked at Bridgette and waved at his friends before heading down.
The campers waited patiently as they waited for Geoff. Chris held onto the speaker and watched, as if waiting for the scream. Sure enough, the party animal's scream rang out from the host's device.
Only a few seconds after the scream, Geoff was climbing up the ladder. Empty-handed and white as a sheet, he was heaving and clutching his hat.
"Too bad, Geoff," Chris replied.
"Grim... Reaper...," Geoff managed to whimper before he fainted, falling face-first in the grass.
Beth came up with her dark green GEM, claiming how the ants that had covered every inch of the cave didn't scare her one bit.
DJ, to no one's great surprise, returned shivering and empty-handed. He whimpered something about pitbulls to Duncan.
Leshawna came out, sweating and heaving, but clutching a dark brown GEM in her hand. She grumbled about how stupid she felt being scared of a tyrannosaurus rex when they're extinct.
Harold went down with everyone expecting him to come out screaming. He emerged with a wide grin, holding his sea green GEM, complimenting Chris how neat that dragon looked.
Gwen came out, no paler than usual but bug-eyed and trembling. Dropping her dark green GEM on the ground, she wouldn't stop whimpering, "Walls... closing in..."
Bridgette came out laughing hard as she held up the bright yellow GEM. "Seriously Chris, a giant chicken?" She apologized to Tyler, who looked horrified.
"So far, you all have performed pretty well," Chris admitted as Trent headed down. "Maybe having so many different horrors was a bad idea."
He was interrupted when Trent's scream from the speaker startled even him. The musician, without a GEM, came up the ladder as fast as humanly possible, and he clutched the grass for dear life.
"Well, looks like lover boy isn't as brave as his girlfriend," Heather said, unable to resist a taunt.
Gwen shot eye daggers at her before comforting Trent. "What was it? A mime?"
"L-lawyers...," Trent finally managed to spit out. "Hundreds of lawyers..."
"Chris Maclean, you animal," Gwen shouted the host, shaking her fist.
Eva came out holding a dark blue GEM. She scoffed when Beth asked her what she had seen down there. "Just some jerk wearing a hockey mask."
Lindsay came out shrieking with her hands in the air, yipping in terror. When Heather finally got her to stop screaming, the blond said how icky those slugs looked.
Katie, who had to go down alone, came out GEM-less with a terrified face. When her BFFF hugged her, the thinner girl whimpered how there was a mad rhino down there.
Owen, like Lindsay, came out screaming and fruitless. He ran around in circles yelling, "The mole men are coming, the mole men are coming," until Eva tackled him to shut him up.
Ezekiel rolled up his sleeves before heading down. As soon as reached the bottom, the other campers heard him scream bloody murder. There was also a lot of 'thuds,' which sounded a lot like him falling on the ground.
When the homeschooled boy finally reached the top of the ladder, he was dirty, scratched up, and empty-handed. His narrow eyes were now wide, and he was heaving.
"Cthulhu," he whimpered, shaking harder after saying the name.
"Too bad, Ezekiel," Chris said with a shrug. "Seems a shame that you didn't win this after winning the talent show."
The prairie boy stopped shaking. "Oh, actually," he said as he lifted his toque, and the forest green GEM fell out of his hat, "does this count?" Chris thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded. Ezekiel and Tyler exchanged a high-five.
Justin emerged from the pit with a pure white GEM in his hand and no shirt on his chest. The girls all swooned, and Owen didn't stop giggling until Heather smacked him. Unfortunately, they didn't find out what had been his terror because he wouldn't say anything.
Duncan came scrambling out the pit, gripping his mohawk and screaming his lungs out. Courtney slapped her forehead while he wailed, "There's a scorpion the size of a school bus down there!"
Heather emerged, panting but grinning wickedly as she held up a blood red GEM. Gwen and Leshawna gnashed their teeth, while the popular girl bragged about how the crocodile wasn't too terrifying.
Sadie came up giggling, holding her pink GEM. "Those clowns were so funny looking," she laughed aloud as her friend hugged her. Chris looked at her as if she had two heads.
Cody came out the hole, empty-handed and screaming. "Cyborgs! My worst fears have come true!"
Courtney looked down the hole, pretty sure she didn't want to go.
"Come on, Courtney," Bridgette said comfortingly, putting a hand on her friend's shoulder. "You can do this."
"I don't know," the C.I.T. replied. She took a step back. "I mean, if Duncan can't do this, how can I?"
"Then do it for Duncan!"
The brunette girl, shocked, looked over at Tyler, who was grinning at her. "After all, he's not getting a cool dinner, he needs to pick off someone's plate!"
Ezekiel, standing next to him, nodded at Courtney. "Ayup yup. It'll be the gift that keeps on giving, eh."
Harold flashed a thumbs-up. "You can do this, Courtney!"
Getting encouragement from her three least favorite teammates boggled her mind. Before she could say anything, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.
"They're right, you know," Duncan said into her ear. "I'll expect some of your fries when you win this." "Ogre," she replied, as she headed for the hole. "Like I'd get some fast food, I'll be getting shrimp!"
"Oh goody, I never had shrimp before," Duncan cackled.
Courtney went down into the pit. About a minute later, screaming blasted from the speaker, followed by, "I hate you, Chris, I hate you!"
Nevertheless, Courtney arose from the pit with a dark gray GEM in one hand. Her teammates cheered as Duncan gave her a big hug that almost knocked the wind out of her.
"So, what tried to unnerve the princess?" he asked as he ruffled her hair.
She swatted at his hand, and replied, "I don't feel like talking about it." "Aw c'mon," Bridgette whined. "We all said what we faced, you have to too!"
Courtney rubbed her arm for a few seconds before replying, "Bowser." Duncan was confused by this, so Courtney let out a long sigh and explained further. "Bowser from those Mario Brothers video games."
The criminal fell down laughing. "Bowser almost kidnapped the princess," he cackled, rolling on the grass. "That's priceless!" "And to think I was going to share my shrimp with you," Courtney said in a huff.
Izzy went down into the pit next. Her screams were a little different, however, as they sounded more like battle cries. When she came back up holding a bright orange GEM, she let out a large cheer. "I scared the pants off that giant centipede!"
Tyler went down as the last contestant. As he headed down, Lindsay leaned over the edge.
"I'm so worried about him," she said aloud.
"Lindsay, he's on the other team," Heather called out to her.
Before Lindsay could reply, the speaker spat out not just Tyler's scream but the screaming of what sounded like a thousand enraged women. The noise was so intense that Chris was forced to shut off the speaker.
"I was hoping the soccer moms wouldn't be that loud. Too realistic, I guess," Chris muttered to himself.
"Myron?" Lindsay called down the pit, worried now. "Are you okay? Please answer!" "I told you that your voice cannot reach down there," the host told her, "and your boyfriend's name is Tyler."
"What if he faints down there and we don't know?" Lindsay shouted. She threw her hands up in exasperation. "What if he hit his head against the floor and-"
Lindsay lost her balance and fell down the hole, screaming as she plummeted. The campers gasped in horror, Beth and Leshawna running over to the side.
"Lindthay," Beth screamed down the hole. She gripped her hair and shouted, "Can thee survive that fall?"
"I'm pretty sure she can," Chris replied, "and good question! You get another cookie!" The cookie bounced off the stunned Beth's forehead and fell into the hole.
Leshawna was about to yell at Chris before a super sweet voice came from the hole. "Did someone drop a cookie down here?" Lindsay, being carried with one arm by Tyler, held the cookie up in the air. The campers cheered at her safe return, and Beth hugged her friend.
"You, white boy," Leshawna grabbed Tyler and pulled him in the tightest hug he ever received, "are one heck of a catcher!"
"My hero," Lindsay gushed as she wrapped her arms around Tyler from behind. Before she got cozy, she realized something important. "Oh... but you dropped your GEM when you caught me."
The jock smiled, placing his hands on her shoulders and staring into those baby blue eyes. "You're more important than some silly GEM," he replied.
She swooned and gave him the biggest, wettest, most passionate kiss that most of the campers had ever seen. And boy, did they cheer for it.
"You know what," Chris said as he walked over and thumped Tyler on the back after the kiss was done. "I think that I'm gonna be a nice guy and say you accomplished the challenge anyway! Congratulations, oh and," he winked at the couple, "nice one!
"So, Screaming Gophers, I'll see you by the bonfire tonight! You know the place," Chris exclaimed as he headed off to wherever it was that his trailer was.
(Confession Camera - We've got a million of 'em.)
Gwen - "Chris being generous? That's more unrealistic than the horrors down in that pit."
Bridgette - "I have got to learn to kiss like that!"
Beth - "That was tho romantic!" \She lets out a long sigh.\ "I really want a boyfriend now."
"C'mon, princess, one more shrimp!"
"You've eaten almost half of them, back off!"
"Is that anyway to talk to your boyfriend?"
"I never agreed that we were dating! Let go!"
Courtney and Duncan's unusual brand of flirting brought chuckles to the Killer Bass as they ate their victory dinners.
Bridgette was sharing her dinner with Geoff, which was a little bit of a letdown to the party animal since it was a vegetarian meal, and he was a hamburger kind of person. Sadie sharing her meal with Katie was much more fitting, since the two loved the same place. Harold, Tyler, and Ezekiel spared parts of their meal for DJ, who was ever grateful. Bridgette spared a little lettuce for Bunny as well.
"Awesome first day, I have to say," the surfer chick said, smiling happily at Geoff.
"Yeah, we lucked out with Ezekiel there," Geoff agreed, slapping the prairie boy on the back. "Where'd you learn to sing, dude?"
"TV. They actually have educational shows on that kind of stuff, eh," Ezekiel said as he ate his fourth slice of pizza. "I learned a lot of things from TV and books when I was at home." "Everything except the outside world, huh?" Duncan said, teasing but grinning.
"Ayup. I thought that watching enough of TV would prepare me for that. Shame my mom never let watch that show called 'Xena' or I would have been more prepared." Katie and Sadie giggled.
"So what did you watch to prepare yourself?" DJ asked out of curiosity.
"Stuff that involved a lot of young people and drama," he said, and listed a few of the shows that he had watched. He stopped when most of his team was snickering.
"Dude," Tyler said, nudging his friend, "no wonder you thought girls weren't as strong with guys. You watched the shows that girls are all materialistic and helpless and stuff!"
"You still think girls aren't as strong as guys are?" Eva asked, not even looking up from her steak as she spoke.
Ezekiel looked a little taken aback by this. "You proved me wrong right after I said that, remember? You lifted me up and throttled me."
"Good times," she said, still not looking or smiling.
"Ayup, good times indeed, eh," Ezekiel chuckled as she ate more. "Geoff, my man, I love this pizza! Thank you for suggesting it!"
"No problem, dude," Geoff then noticed the pepperoni on said pizza, and drooled. "Can... I have a slice?"
"Sure thing, eh."
(Confession Camera - Where all the dirt and worse is.)
Geoff - "Don't tell Bridgette, but I love meat."
Ezekiel - \still eating a slice of pizza\ "Well, I think things are much better now. I don't think Eva and Courtney are chummy with me yet, eh, but things are better this time 'round!"
Tyler - \lets out a very long swoon\ "Lindsay..."
The Screaming Gophers sat on the wooden pegs that acted as chairs at the bonfire. Chris stood behind the oil drum, a plate with ten marshmallows on top.
"So, Screaming Gophers, you lose the first challenge this time. Interesting," he said as he stroked his chin. "Makes me wonder if you all lost your touch during those six months."
"It's only because that dorky redneck managed to throw a few funny lyrics on a song he didn't even write," Heather snapped, crossing her legs indignantly. "Don't chalk it up as real skill."
"You would know, wouldn't you?" Gwen said with a wicked grin. Heather snarled at her as the goth girl high-fived Leshawna.
"Okay okay, enough spitting angry talk," Chris said. "Now as you all have cast your votes, made your decisions, and come to a cruel verdict, it is time to hand out the ten marshmallows I have here on this plate.
"The one who doesn't get a marshmallow is going to be the first one off this island, by walking the Dock of Shame and onto the Boat of Losers. And you cannot come back!
"EVER!"
"You mean like how Eva and Izzy came back in the middle of the first season?" Noah asked, quirking an eyebrow. Chris scowled.
(Confession Camera - The final verdicts are being held here.)
Chris - "Does he have to make a smart remark after every other sentence I say?!"
Beth - "Thince Heather is immune, which happens far too often, I had to consider who elth would be difficult to work with. And I have to say...," \she looks a little ashamed\ "I'm not exactly happy with who I picked now."
Heather - "I know who I want to go the most, and that would be Owen. Unfortunately, I cannot control the votes so much this time. I'll have to think of a way to change that."
Noah - \looking up from his book\ "Who did I vote for? Well, Trent and Cody are out of the question, they're decent guys. So it was either the Ms. Bounce For 8 Points, or Mr. Belch & Fart."
Izzy - "I may have been wrong about the jellybeans being smuggled in by Noah. I actually think Sadie might have them. I'll have to inspect on this further."
Leshawna - "My vote was actually pretty easy. Ain't no way I'm voting for Gwen's BF, Lindsay's one of my girlfriends no matter how vapid that girl is, and voting for Cody would be like kickin' a puppy. Sorry, Owen."
Gwen - "I doubt it'll happen, but I voted for Cody. I know he's a good guy, but I have this sinking feeling he'll still be making little moves on me throughout this contest."
Lindsay - "Let's see... Leshawna told me the only people open to voting are Brent, Oscar, Jody, or Hue. I don't remember a Hue being on our team."
Cody - "I have a pretty good feeling the others won't vote me off. I mean, I saved two of their lives last time, and I haven't been mauled by anything."
Justin - \grins, and holds up a picture of Cody\
"Now, first off, the Immunity winners," Chris gestured to the plate. "Let's do this nice and orderly now. When I call your name, please come get your marshmallow. Beth!"
The short girl bolted over, grabbed one and kissed it, then ran back.
"Gwen, Leshawna, and Heather."
The three girls took their marshmallows, Heather with her nose stuck up.
"Justin, my main man. Noah, my cynical man. And Izzy, my wild woman of Izzy's Happy Sap!"
The three gathered their marshmallows, Noah looking a bit more happy than usual because deep down, he was ever so happy to receive his first marshmallow.
"That leaves us the four chickens who couldn't complete the Pit of 100 Screams," Chris said. "Trent, Cody, Lindsay, and Owen."
The four looked at each other nervously. Trent felt Gwen's soft hand slip into his and give him a comforting squeeze. Lindsay bit her lower lip and clenched her hands. Owen had his palms on his forehead. Cody had pulled his legs up and wrapped his arms around them, rocking back and forth with wide eyes.
"Lindsay," said Chris.
"Yes?" asked Lindsay.
"You get a marshmallow," the host replied, cocking an eyebrow.
The blond girl let out a loud squeal of joy, and grabbed that sugary treat. The three boys exchanged nervous looks.
Chris let them hang like that for a while before he finally spoke. "Trent."
The handsome musician gasped in joy, as did Gwen. He retrieved his marshmallow with a spring in his step. When he returned to his seat, his gothic girlfriend kissed his cheek.
"It's down to you two now," Chris said, pointing at Cody and Owen. The boys gasped in horror.
The tension was thick. Everyone was watching Chris, glancing back at the two unfortunate campers. Cody began shaking, his shoulders up to his ears. Owen let out a cry of terror and grabbed Cody, pulling the geek close to him.
"Good luck, buddy," he whispered to Cody, his voice trembling.
"You... you too, Owen," Cody replied, patting the big guy's arm in comfort.
"The, um...," Chris started, finding it hard to concentrate as Owen was hugging Cody. He cleared his throat. "The final marshmallow goes to...
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The two boys gasped, and Cody let out a loud whoop for joy as he bounded to the marshmallow plate. He snatched it up and stared at it as he grinned. The grin vanished when he looked up and saw Owen slumped in his chair.
"Owen, I'm sorry man," Chris said as he came over to the big guy and pat his shoulder. "The Dock of Shame claims it's first victim. I know how much like being here but..."
"It's not that, to be honest," Owen said as he stood up. "I just... really... really... wanted a marshmallow!"
He was about to burst into tears when someone held up the marshmallow in front of him; it was Cody. "Here man, you can eat mine," said the geek, smiling at his large friend.
Owen gasped in delight, but used all his restraint to ask, "Are you sure? It must be a pretty special marshmallow to you."
"Nah, it's okay, dude," Cody said.
"Hey big guy," Leshawna called out, and tossed her marshmallow at Owen. "You can have mine too."
Pretty soon, every marshmallow but Heather's was a parting gift to the big guy. He held them in one arm as he waved good-bye on the Boat of Losers.
"Good-bye, my friends," he called to them as the boat started off. "Though short, my stay here was awesome! Keep up the good fight!"
The group, sans Heather, waved back at him. As Gwen waved, she noticed something.
"Wait a minute," she asked the others, "where is Izzy?"
As if on cue, the redhead popped up behind Owen. "You didn't think," she said as she spun Owen around to her, "that you could leave without a kiss from Izzy?" "Owen would have regretted that more than the marshmallows."
They shared a long kiss, and the girls of the Screaming Gophers 'awwww'd while the guys cheered. Izzy, a smile in her face but sadness in her eyes, waved good-bye to Owen before jumping off the boat.
As Cody helped her onto the dock, Noah closed his book. "How ironic that someone who did so well in the first season was voted off this soon."
"Guess that means you or Ezekiel will win this one," Trent remarked.
"That'd be nice."
The Killer Bass were heading off to bed now. Tyler managed to see Lindsay returning to the Screaming Gophers cabin, and he nearly jumped for joy as she waved to her. She blew a kiss to him in return.
The last two in the cabins were Bridgette and Ezekiel, and before the young man could enter his side, she called him over.
"I want to ask you something real quick," she said. Ezekiel nodded, and found himself staring at those pale green eyes of hers. "You and Courtney really got off on the wrong foot when we got here, but you were being nice to her when she was nervous about going into the hole. I just... would like to know why."
Ezekiel stared for a couple seconds, then shrugged and smiled. "I'm incapable of carrying a grudge, eh."
"Really? Wow," Bridgette replied with a smile of her own. "Because, to be honest, I was certain I wasn't going to like you when we were all reunited. I thought you would be the same woman-hater like before."
"I never hated women, eh."
Bridgette thought back to what Ezekiel had said that first day that got him kicked off the first season. "Well, yeah, that's a little harsh, but you kind of know what I mean."
Ezekiel nodded, then look up at the night sky. "I really regret that day. A lot of bad things happened because of it."
"Yeah, I can imagine you weren't treated very well by others because of those remarks."
The prairie boy stared at her, looking confused. Then he shook his head and replied, "Oh... yeah. That's right, eh. Luckily, I'm homeschooled and all."
Bridgette saw that look of confusion before Ezekiel hid it, and now she was confused. She wanted to know more, but it was late and she was tired. So she smiled and said, "Good night, Ezekiel. It's nice to see you've changed for the best."
"Night, Bridgette," he replied as he watched her go in the girl's side of the cabin. He lowered his voice and whispered, "It's nice to see you are still as great as ever."
Chris scratched his head as he looked through the papers. Chef Hatchet, who was preparing breakfast tomorrow so it would be as cold and old as possible, noticed this. "Something wrong, Chris?"
"Well, according to the numbers and our production's predictions, we aren't going to have enough interns for this season, even if don't have any 'filler' days where no one gets voted off."
This concerned Chef a great deal. He knew that no interns equaled him having to try out all of the dangerous challenges Chris and the producers thought up. "Well, um, can't you hire more?"
"I thought of that, don't you think I thought of that? But unfortunately, I think we said a bit more than we should have the first season, and the applications aren't exactly churning out like the ratings."
Chef sat down, quite concerned now for the sake of his safety. "There must be something we can do to get people willing to try out these challenges."
"Who do know would want to be here that much, try dangerous stunts, has little to no shame, and would be alright in the eyes of the viewing audience?"
Then something clicked. It was breakfast, which was crackling in the boiling pot. Then something else clicked, and this was in the mind of Chris and Chef.
"Now remember," Chris said to the second passenger of the Boat of Losers as it headed back to the island, "this means you aren't going to be at Playa des Losers, but you can quit this intern job and stay there until the season finale at any time."
"Why would I want to be at some little resort when I can hang out with my friends? This...," Owen said as he pumped his arms into the air, "is AWESOME! WOOHOO!"
"Keep it down, big guy," Chris chastised him, "the other campers are still sleeping."
"Sorry," Owen squeaked, and let out a very quiet 'woohoo.'
"I'll be custom-ordering your intern shirt, it should arrive tomorrow."
"Why do you need to custom-order it?"
"They don't have intern shirts in the size extra-extra-extra-extra-extra-extra-extra..."
The Votes of the Screaming Gophers:
Noah - Owen
Beth - Owen
Leshawna - Owen
Gwen - Cody
Trent - Cody
Lindsay - Owen
Owen - Trent
Justin - Cody
Heather - Owen
Cody - Trent
Izzy - Lindsay
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Owen - 5
Cody - 3
Trent - 2
Lindsay - 1
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My apologies to all Owen fans, but look on the bright side: you're still going to see a lot of him. I cannot guarantee this for anyone else who will be voted off, and in fact, I probably will guarantee they'll only appear near and/or at the end of TDC.
During this fic, I would like to try and explore friendships and relations that weren't touched in the show, like how I've done Ezekiel and Tyler. Which two characters would you like to see get to know each other more? What non-canon pairings do you have on your mind? Would you like to see Courtney and Duncan eventually forgive Harold and accept his apology? And would you like to see Chris take more of a beating (who wouldn't)?
See you next time on TDC! Reviews are nice, criticisms and requests are okay, compliments are cool, and flames will be eventually matched!!
\shadow boxes like Tyler and nearly falls over too\ 'Cuz... you know, I can do that too.