A/N: I decided to do one more episode of ROTC since the last one was non-elimination, but after this, I'll be doing some more House Party. Hopefully, you still enjoy this chapter. :D
"Last time on Total Drama Revenge of the Crossover…" Geoff, Dakota, and DJ stood at the bonfire for the recap.
"Our campers were given the simple task of constructing a statue in their team's honor," Geoff said.
"They all had really good ideas for statues," DJ smiled.
"If only the same could be said for the execution," Dakota remarked.
"Hey, they tried, you can't fault them for that," DJ insisted.
"Can I fault Team E-Scope for sucking?" Dakota asked.
"True, Team E-Scope was the undoubted last-place team this time, with their statue of a chalupa," Geoff added.
"It was a chimera, but even I have to agree that it could have been better," DJ admitted.
"In third place, we had Team Sexy, with their statue of Cupid, and in second were Team Famous, with their Blaineley statue," Geoff continued.
"First place went to Team Darkness, and since it was a reward challenge, nobody got eliminated," DJ smiled.
"Yeah, but Team Darkness did get a clue to a hidden invincibility statue," Dakota pointed out. "That's going to make things hectic. I know from experience that those things cause all sorts of drama."
"Which is probably why Geoff decided to implement it…" DJ muttered.
"…Anyway, tonight's an elimination round," Geoff said. "Who will go home? You're just going to have to find out. Right here. On Total."
"Drama!" DJ and Dakota shouted.
"Revenge of the Crossover!" all three finished.
It was morning, and the sun had begun to shine through the windows of the boys' side of the Team E-Scope treehouse.
As soon as Brick felt the sun on his face, he shot awake.
"What the?!" the military boy exclaimed. "Why didn't my alarm clock wake me?"
"Oh, that thing? I think I saw Eva hide it somewhere in the forest," Noah said groggily.
"Really? Thanks, Noah," Brick said with a quick nod as he exited the treehouse.
"Heh. It was worth it," Noah remarked under his breath.
"What was?" Beardo asked.
"Er, nothing," Noah said. "Say, what do you think of having Brick as a teammate?"
"I. Don't mind. Him at all," Beardo said. "He seems like a nice guy."
"Yeah, nice, but also a pain," Noah said as he rubbed his eyes. "He expects too much of us, I'd say."
"…I guess," Beardo agreed.
"I don't think it matters, honestly," Noah shrugged. "We can always vote him out if we lose the challenge."
"I guess…" Beardo nodded.
"Good to hear we're on the same page, buddy," Noah smirked. "I'm gonna go find something to eat."
As Noah left the treehouse, Beardo looked deep in thought.
Confessional:
Beardo: I actually disagree. With Noah, you see. I think Brick's doing a good job. He ain't no slob. But I don't want Noah to think of me as a target, so I agreed with him. Is that bad?
Noah: Truth is, I'm the one who hid Brick's alarm clock. I sure as hell am not getting up that early every day. Ah well. I have Beardo's vote, and I know Eva will jump at the chance to get rid of Brick, so all we have to do now is lose. But I'm not throwing the challenge this time. I've learned from my mistakes.
"I'm back with breakfast, Amy!" Rodney called as he entered the Team Sexy cave with a few handfuls of blueberries.
"Took you long enough," Amy frowned.
"I did the best I could," Rodney informed her shyly.
"Whatever." Amy rolled her eyes as she popped a berry into her mouth. "Say, what do you think of getting Kate onto our side?"
"K-Kate?!" Rodney gasped, only to receive a weird look from Amy. "I mean, uh, Kate, she's… yeah, I mean she's already on our team, so…"
"I mean in our alliance," Amy said firmly. "She's already trying to be me, and I wouldn't be caught dead with Zoolander or Fatso."
"You've seen Zoolander too? I love that movie!" Rodney smiled.
"Not important!" Amy shouted. "What's important is that we have the votes in our favor! We need allies to survive. That's how this game works."
"That does make sense…" Rodney said with an awkward smile. "This sounds like a great idea."
Confessional:
Rodney: This sounds like a horrible idea! An alliance with Amy and Kate? I'm so screwed. I have to tell the truth. I have to make my feelings for Kate known. Amy's a forgiving person; she'll understand.
Amy: Sure, part of me wanting Kate on my side is for survival, but I mostly just want Justin to have the most humiliating elimination yet. His own groupie turning on him to make him the first one voted out of our team? He'll never live it down.
Tyler slowly trudged his way to the Team Famous camp. Trent and Ella had left to collect food, leaving Blaineley alone to rest.
"So… exhausted…" Tyler panted. "Need… water…"
"What happened? Did you lose your energy by walking around too quickly?" Blaineley jeered.
"At least I'm trying," Tyler frowned. "Unlike you. You just sit on your butt all day. Even in challenges!"
"And it's gotten me this far, hasn't it?" Blaineley bragged. "Don't worry, hon. If you ever become this famous, you can do the same."
"But I wanna be famous for playing extreme sports," Tyler pointed out. "I can't sit on my butt and do extreme sports at the same time."
"Not even BMX biking?" Blaineley asked with a raised eyebrow. "If memory serves, riding a bike requires a lot of sitting."
"Yeah, well…" Tyler racked his brain for a comeback. "Does… does being a… not… good... person… require a lot of sitting?"
"Not that I'm aware," Blaineley shrugged. "But being a not good person and not sitting takes a lot more work than being a not good person and sitting."
"Whatever. We'll see how you feel when we have to vote someone out," Tyler huffed.
"I look forward to it," Blaineley grinned.
Confessional:
Tyler: I can't believe that Blaineley! How can she just sit there and do nothing when we're in Total Drama? That's such a waste! I know it shouldn't make me this mad, but it does.
Blaineley: Messing with Tyler's a lot more fun than I thought it'd be. I kinda hope he sticks around so I can keep doing it.
As Bridgette awoke, she noticed Gwen returning to the camp with some fish.
"Uh… morning, Gwen," Bridgette yawned.
"Morning…" Gwen replied somberly.
"Look, about yesterday…" Bridgette started.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that," Gwen sighed as she put the fish on a spit over the fire. "I've been on my period for a few days, and nothing went my way yesterday. I kinda freaked out."
"Well hey, it's big of you to own up to it and apologize," Bridgette complimented.
"Thanks," Gwen said with a small smile. "Want some fish?"
"I'm a vegetarian, remember?" Bridgette reminded her friend.
"I'll take some," said a voice from behind the girls. The voice revealed itself to be Duncan's as the punk entered the scene and took one of the fish.
"I don't think it's finished cooking," Bridgette frowned.
"Pfft. Whatever. I always kinda liked sushi," Duncan admitted. "So, what's new with you girls?"
"Nothing," Gwen said simply.
"I know how girls work. 'Nothing' always means 'something'," Duncan deducted.
"She actually means it," Bridgette said. "Nothing important has gone on all morning."
"Well, if you insist," Duncan shrugged as he began to walk away. "I'm off to go take a leak. Laters."
The girls made a face at Duncan announcing his intentions for leaving.
Confessional:
Bridgette: I think things are starting to look up. Gwen's almost off her, uh, "shark week", Duncan's making himself a target, and we have some nice rewards from the last challenge. I think Gwen, Sarah, and I could really make it far together.
Duncan: I overheard Gwen and Bridgette arguing yesterday. I know they secretly can't stand each other. I already have Scott working on Sarah, but I think I'll try and get Bridgette on my side, just in case. That'll show Gwen for forming an alliance. When will she learn that you can't beat me so easily?
Eva had gone into the forest to work out by herself. She was currently lifting a log above her head.
"Ninety-seven… ninety-eight, ninety-niiiiine…" Eva grunted. "Did this log get heavier?"
"Not from what I can tell," A voice said from atop the log.
"What the?!" Eva jumped as she dropped the log, revealing the voice's owner as Izzy.
"How did you… why did you…?"
"I dunno," Izzy shrugged. "Say, whatcha doing?"
"I was trying to get my morning workout done, before somebody had to go and interrupt me!" Eva growled.
"What about Brick and the others?" Izzy asked curiously.
"What about them? I don't need anyone besides me to work out," Eva frowned.
"Alright, but don't come crying to me if people want to vote you off," Izzy chuckled.
"I'm physically incapable of crying," Eva remarked. "And if anyone dares try to vote me off, I'll mess them up so hard, they'll have to be evacuated!"
"Good, good, that'll convince me," Izzy quipped. "Well, have fun being antisocial and angry."
With that, Izzy leapt up into a tree.
"Ah, screw her. Screw them all," Eva spat.
Confessional:
Eva: I don't need teammates to win this game. If we lose, they won't vote me off. They need me for challenges. I mean, yeah, Brick's strong too, but he's also annoying, so he's expendable. Good riddance, I say!
Izzy: I love this island because there's so many trees. Have you ever been up in a tree? It's so cool. It's like, there's a whole other world just up there among the leaves and bugs and stuff. Oh my gosh, guys, what if, like, there was an entire city of treehouses. I would die. I would seriously die.
Justin had taken Staci and Kate fishing that morning.
"Did you guys know that my father's working on a new kind of fish bait?" Staci asked. "Yah, his goal is to make it so good that it gets banned in at least twelve countries."
"Wow. That's pretty cool," Justin complimented.
"If by 'cool' you mean 'lame'," Kate remarked.
"…Anyway, the reason I brought you two here is to propose an alliance," Justin said. "I consider the two of you to be good friends, and I really think we can go far together."
"Sounds great," Staci said with an enthusiastic smile.
"Yeah… great…" Kate frowned.
"Good. Now what do you say we catch some fish? I'm starving over here," Justin suggested. In truth, Staci and Kate were the only ones fishing; Justin had been relaxing the entire time.
"So, like, how do we know when a fish bites again?" Kate asked.
"You'll feel a tug on your rod," Staci said helpfully.
Just then, Kate's rod had been yanked out of her hands and dragged into the water by a fish.
"Just like that," Staci said, this time less helpfully, causing Kate to sulk.
Confessional:
Kate: Okay, I can't stand Staci, like, at all. She's such a liar, plus, she probably thinks she can get in between me and Justin. I'm only agreeing to this alliance for Justin's sake, but as soon as I can, I'm voting Staci out.
Staci: No lie, I love this alliance. Yah, now I'm guaranteed to make it far because the three of us outnumber Amy and Rodney. Unless our team loses a lot, but that probably won't happen. My family is full of greats, and I want this game to be my claim to fame.
Trent and Ella had found a nice stash of fruit and were making their way back to camp.
"How fortunate of us to find all this food," Ella said cheerily.
"Yeah. It's nice that we have stuff to eat, even without a chef," Trent agreed.
"Yes. They sure know how to…" Ella cleared her throat. "Treat me right! Treat me riiight! Treat me right! Treat me riiight!"
"You really like Pat Benatar, don't you?" Trent asked.
"Not just her. I also listen to Joan Jett and Kiki Dee. Sometimes," Ella answered. "But yes, Pat Benatar is my favorite."
"Yeah, she's cool," Trent agreed. "My favorite music act is Green Day, personally, but I can get into Pat Benatar every now and again."
"How wonderful! What's your favorite song?" Ella asked excitedly.
"Well, I really like '21 Guns', but-" Trent started.
"I meant your favorite Pat Benatar song," Ella interrupted.
"Oh, uh, 'Love is a Battlefield', probably," Trent answered, a bit put off by Ella interrupting him.
"Mine is 'We Belong'. That's the song that got me into rock and roll," Ella smiled.
"Oh, uh, cool," Trent said as he tapped his side nine times.
Confessional:
Ella: I know it's wrong to idolize people, but Pat Benatar is who I aspire to be! I really think I can do it. I just need to practice my rock voice. (she clears her throat) Fiiiiiire and iiiiiice! You come on like a flame, then you take a little piece of my heaaaaaaart! How was that?
Trent: Ella's… enthusiastic. Maybe a bit too much for my comfort, but hey, that's what coping mechanisms are for. Besides, when the merge hits, it'll be nice to have as many allies as I can, so I'm willing to put up with it. And, between you and me, 'We Belong' isn't exactly the most rock song out there.
Sarah was searching through the forest by herself with a piece of paper in hand.
"Let's see… 'If you want to save your game, then the idol's yours to claim. Search for the island's holy tree, and your safety's guaranteed'," Sarah read aloud.
"Well, well, well." Scott said as he approached Sarah. "What do we have here?"
"Oh, um, you see, I was just…" Sarah stammered.
"Looking for the invincibility statue?" Scott finished.
"Don't tell anyone, okay!" Sarah cried. "I don't want Gwen to think I don't trust her."
"Do you trust her?" Scott asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You can't trust anyone in this game. That's what strategy's all about," Sarah frowned. "That's why I need to make sure I'm safe."
"I'm sure Gwen would love to hear me tell her that you said that," Scott snickered.
"I'm not going to be blackmailed by you, Scott," Sarah frowned.
"I'm not going to blackmail you. I'm hurt that you would even suggest that," Scott said fakely. "All I want is to propose an alliance with you."
"An alliance with me?" Sarah asked in disbelief. "What's in it for me?"
"Well, think about it. Duncan and I have had a much better track record in this game than Gwen or Bridgette have. Who's more likely to take you far into this game?" Scott explained.
"…I'll think about it," Sarah said as she left to continue searching.
Confessional:
Sarah: Scott does have a point. Duncan's always done pretty well in this game, and I hear Scott hasn't done too poorly either. I'm actually considering doubling for both alliances and stick with whichever one I feel like could take me farther. How's that for strategy?
Scott: Hook, line, and sucker! I've got this game in the bag.
Geoff, DJ, Dakota, and the contestants had all met at the amphitheater by Geoff's request.
"Welcome, everyone, to what will likely be a Crossover classic challenge!" Geoff announced. "Are you ready… for this season's Talent Contest Extravaganza?!"
"I'm so ready that the Spanish Inquisition couldn't surprise me," Noah said sardonically.
"Here's how it'll work," DJ started. "Each team will pick three people to perform on stage tonight. After each performance, Geoff, Dakota, and I will each give you a thumbs-up, or a thumbs-down."
"The team with the least amount of thumbs-ups will have to vote someone out tonight," Dakota smirked. "So be sure to bring your A-game to this comp."
"You have three hours to pick your acts," Geoff concluded. "Now go out there and pick some wicked talents, dudes! I'll see you later!"
Confessional:
Brick: This is an excellent way to promote team synergy. If we can recognize how talented each of us is, we can depend on each other more and build trust.
Amy: Heh. I just with this team had three of me so we could get a perfect score. Sadly, that's not the case, but hopefully the rest of my team doesn't completely suck.
Ella: This is my chance! I can finally perform a rock show in front of everyone! I'm so excited. You could even say I'm… All fired up!
Bridgette: Now that I think about it, this team's talents aren't exactly the kind that work for a talent show. I just hope it doesn't cost us any points.
"So, what do you guys plan on doing?" Noah asked his teammates as the five of them returned to their camp.
"Why don't you help out this time, Noah?" Brick offered.
"Because solving advanced problems won't earn us any thumbs-ups," Noah responded dryly.
"Well, if it's okay with the rest of you, I'd like another shot at the fashion gig," Brick offered.
"On that note, I'll also be going in order to redeem myself from last time," Eva stated.
"You plan on lifting weights again?" Noah asked.
"Nope. I've been training since then. I know what I'm doing," Eva said with a smirk.
"So who's going last?" Izzy asked.
Beardo raised his hand shyly with a slide whistle sound effect.
"Coolio! Beardo can do his Beardo thing!" Izzy exclaimed.
"Sounds fine to me," Brick nodded. "I assume the rest of you are fine with this?"
"Works for me," Noah said uninterestedly.
"Whatever," Eva said boredly.
Confessional:
Beardo: I. Hope I. Don't let my. Team down in this competition. Last time we didn't do so hot, and I wanna bounce back from that.
Izzy: This talent contest is gonna be so cool, guys! I wonder if anyone will break anything this year. You can hardly call it a talent show if nothing breaks.
"Alright, I'll be going up there, obvi," Amy told her team. "Who else thinks they have something?"
"I definitely have a little something-something in store," Justin said as he lifted his sunglasses and winked at Amy.
"Gag. Anyone else?" Amy scoffed.
"What even is your talent anyway?" Kate asked.
"Um, cheerleading. Doy," Amy frowned. "And what's your talent?"
"Being pretty of course," Kate said testily.
"Sorry, Kate. That's already my talent," Justin told her.
"That's true," Kate swooned.
"Um, I'm pretty good at plowing fields," Rodney suggested.
"Great. Are you good at anything useful?" Amy spat.
"Plowing fields is totally useful," Rodney insisted desperately.
"Um, if I may," Staci started. "So, there's this prototype I've been working on. Yah, I think it'll earn us a lot of points."
"What kind of prototype?" Justin asked.
"Uh, well, the patent's pending, so I'd rather not say just yet," Staci said unconvincingly.
"Should we let her do it?" Justin asked Amy.
"Gross. No. I wouldn't wish that fate on anyone," Amy said as she made a face. "She can be in the talent show though."
Confessional:
Amy: The only reason I let Staci do anything is because everyone else was more useless than she was. And don't think I'm okay with Justin doing this either. He just let himself into the show. Like who does that?
Staci: (she seems distraught) My weight is all part of genetics, you know. Yah, my family's full of geniuses, not athletes. Amy's just rude. I bet her family's full of people like Hitler and Vlad the Impaler and Justin Bieber.
"Well, I think our acts are already chosen for us, if you ask me," Blaineley said to her team. "Trent and Ella are both musicians, and I'm Blainerific. What else is there to discuss?"
"But… but…" Tyler stammered.
"She does have a point," Trent conceded. "Besides, you could take this challenge off for a rest."
"I don't want to rest," Tyler pouted.
"It's okay, Tyler. You can sing with me if you want," Ella offered.
"Up-up-up. Geoff said only three people," Blaineley reminded her. "Tyler sits out."
Tyler sighed in disappointment.
"It's okay, Tyler. You can have my spot," Ella offered.
"But… what would I do?" Tyler asked. "I didn't bring any of my sports gear with me."
"Well, you'll have to think of something," Trent told him. "And we don't have long, so try and hurry up." Trent tapped his side nine times when he was sure nobody could see him.
"Don't worry, Tyler. I'm sure you can think of something amazing," Ella said encouragingly.
Confessional:
Tyler: Come on, Tyler, think. What's your talent besides sports? You have to do this!
Blaineley: Letting Tyler compete might cost our team some points, but it doesn't matter. With Trent and me showing our stuff, we're guaranteed six thumbs up, so it's not like we'll be getting last.
"I won't be competing," Gwen insisted. "The last talent show brings up some bad memories."
"Yeah, I have to agree with Gwen on this one, guys," Bridgette said with a nervous smile. "I'm sure I would have gone home that episode if my team didn't win. Don't want to risk another blunder."
"Don't worry, guys. I understand," Scott said fakely.
"So, it's you, me, and Duncan then?" Sarah asked Scott.
"Looks like it," Duncan nodded. "Thankfully, I brought my electric guitar with me. I wasn't in a European punk band for nothing, you know."
"I'm not too bad at wood carving. Maybe I'll whip something up between now and the show," Scott decided.
"And I… uh…" Sarah paused to consider what her talent would be.
"Come on, Sarah, I know you have something," Bridgette said with an encouraging smile.
"I mean, I did use to do dance routines with Katie back when we were friends, but…" Sarah trailed off.
"Could you do it without her?" Gwen asked.
"I hope so," Sarah frowned.
"Well, it's our only hope, so try and figure something out," Gwen said.
Confessional:
Sarah: I know all the dance moves from my old routine with Katie, but they're so juvenile, and kind of require a second person. I'm sure I can work something out, but it won't be easy.
Bridgette: Sure, our talents are unorthodox, but then so is this show. I think we might be able to pull this off.
The contestants had all gathered at the amphitheater when it was time for the challenge. Geoff, Dakota, and DJ, each sat in a judge's seat, while everyone else sat on the grass.
"Why don't we have bleachers like last time?" Eva scowled.
"Budget cuts," Geoff shrugged. "Anyway… welcome, everyone, to the Total Drama Revenge of the Crossover Talent Show Extravaganza 10,000! Wooohooo!"
"Was the 10,000 really necessary?" Dakota asked.
"Totally," Geoff grinned. "Anyway, you all know how it works, so let's get going!"
"Our first act…" DJ announced as he read from a cue card. "Is Beardo! Let's give it up for Beardo and Team E-Scope!"
Beardo got up on stage in front of a microphone.
"Give us your best stuff, dude!" Geoff encouraged.
Beardo took a deep breath, and then proceeded to beatbox into the microphone. Since the very medium of fanfiction prevents you from actually hearing him, why don't we just assume he did a good job?
"Nice job, dude. You got a thumbs-up from me for sure," Geoff grinned as he gave Beardo a thumbs-up.
"Seriously? That was lame. I don't like hip-hop at all," Dakota frowned opinionatedly with a thumbs-down.
"Hey, like it or not, you have to admit that Beardo's talented," DJ smiled. "That's why he gets a thumbs-up from me."
"Nice. Two out of three ain't bad," Geoff complimented. "Who's next?"
Confessional:
Beardo: I. Like. To think I. Did a good job. If Dakota doesn't like my style, that's fine. She doesn't have to.
Izzy: That was super cool. And I thought the fourth wall joke was a nice touch.
Amy went up on stage with pom-poms in each hand.
"S-E-X-Y! We're the greatest team of five!" Amy cheered. "Justin, Staci, Rodney, Kate! And Amy makes it really great! Kicking butt and taking names! We're the greatest in this game! One of us will get first place! The rest of you, big disgrace! Goooooooo SEXY!"
"That was so cool," Dakota cheered. "Thumbs up!"
"I dunno, it was kinda mean, wasn't it?" Geoff asked.
"Totally mean," DJ agreed. "The point of a cheer is to encourage, and that wasn't encouraging." DJ gave Amy a thumbs-down.
"Yeah, I agree with Deej," Geoff said awkwardly as he also gave a thumbs-down.
"What?! If you cost me the challenge…!" Amy threatened.
Confessional:
Amy: I had to pretend to care about my teammates to put on a convincing cheer, and I get one lousy point?! If Team Sexy loses because of that, I'm voting for DJ.
Kate: Since when does Geoff care about being nice? You saw him in the Aftermath shows, right?
Blaineley got up on stage wearing a large mink coat and trendy shades.
"Ladies and gentlemen… presenting… Blainerific!" Blaineley announced.
Blaineley struck a variety of poses while onstage, but did little else. There wasn't even any accompanying music or lights, but she didn't seem to notice. Her last pose consisted of her removing her shades and blowing a kiss at the judges before walking offstage.
"Well that was lame," Dakota frowned. "Thumbs do-"
"Thumbs up!" Geoff and DJ grinned enthusiastically.
"Seriously?" Dakota asked skeptically.
"What can I say? Even I can't help myself when a lady looks so pretty," DJ blushed.
"Despite the fact that you know she's lazy and rude?" Dakota asked.
"Totally," Geoff swooned obliviously, before Dakota slapped him. "I mean… she was, uh, talented, and… we can't change our minds. Blaineley gets two points."
"Thank you," Blaineley smirked.
Confessional:
DJ: Sure, Blaineley isn't the most ethical contestant, but I'd be lying if I said I never thought she was really pretty. There's just something about older women… Sorry, momma. I know it isn't right to think of women that way.
Blaineley: It's been three challenges and already I'm more useful than Tyler. It must suck to be him.
Duncan got up onstage with his electric guitar.
"Hey, where's an amp for this thing?" Duncan asked.
"We don't have an amp, dude," Geoff told him.
"If you needed an amp, you should have brought one," Dakota said firmly.
"Oh, right, because that'd totally fit in my duffel bag," Duncan snarked.
"Why don't you give it a shot anyway?" DJ suggested.
"Fine," Duncan groaned as he rolled his eyes.
The punk boy started playing on his guitar, but nothing remotely electric came out.
"Okay, stop," Dakota interrupted. "Thumbs down. It's not a talent if you need a machine to do it for you."
"Yeah, you should have brought an amp, dude," Geoff admitted. "Thumbs down."
"I'll give you a thumbs-up for effort," DJ said helpfully.
"Psh. I don't need your pity," Duncan scoffed.
"I could always give you a thumbs down, leaving your team with zero points," DJ offered.
"Eh, on second thought, I'll take what I can get," Duncan conceded.
Confessional:
Duncan: "It's not a talent if you need a machine to do it." What's your talent, Dakota? Taking selfies? Pretty sure phones are machines.
Gwen: That was lame. Both Duncan's talent and Duncan not even being able to perform. Here's hoping Sarah or Scott can do better.
Eva carried a boulder that was as large as she was onstage.
"That's it? Carrying a big rock?" Dakota scoffed.
"I can do that," Trent grinned.
"I'M NOT FINISHED!" Eva barked.
The bodybuilder took a deep breath before delivering a single punch to the stone. Before anyone knew it, the boulder had cracked all around and, not a second later, shattered into many pieces.
All three judges wordlessly and nervously gave Eva a thumbs-up.
"Okay, I can't do that," Trent chuckled awkwardly.
"That's what I thought," Eva smirked.
Confessional:
Dakota: Okay, I thought her talent was lame and stupid, but I didn't want to risk her doing that to me.
Brick: Eva's proving herself to be a very valuable teammate. I just wish she could see it the same way.
Justin walked up onstage with no shirt on. He said nothing as he began striking poses for the judges.
"This again, huh?" DJ muttered.
Justin continued to pose. He finished by taking off his shades and winking at the judges.
"That was exactly what Blaineley just did," DJ commented. "Sorry, but I gotta-"
"Thumbs up!" Dakota and Geoff interrupted.
"Figures," DJ said as he rolled his eyes.
Confessional:
Geoff: I can't help it. Dude's just so hot.
Justin: Yup. I still got it. (he winks to the camera)
Trent got up on stage with his acoustic guitar. He began to play and started singing into the microphone.
"At first the nineteen of us were complete strangers at least, but after so many seasons that awkwardness has ceased. Some of us are the best of friends, and others not so much, but one thing I know for sure is that this was such… A privilege to play with you, no matter what we faced. A privilege to play with you, in each and every race. A privilege to come together and bridge up all the gaps. A privilege to come together and cross over the casts. Such a privilege."
The three judges all applauded.
"Whoa, dude. That one definitely deserves a thumbs-up," Geoff complimented.
"Definitely," DJ agreed.
"I'd give you my number if I weren't already dating this guy right here," Dakota said as she put her arm over Geoff's shoulder.
"Don't suppose I can still have it?" Trent asked in a half-joking manner.
"Nope," Dakota answered. "Next!"
Confessional:
Trent: Blaineley was right. Being a Drama Brother really is helpful in this game. I wonder how else it'll help me.
Ella: That was a wonderful performance. I wish I could have been a part of it, but Trent was really good by himself too.
Scott walked up onstage with a small wooden statue in his hand.
"Judges, I present to you… the Geoff Idol!" Scott announced as he showcased his carving.
"Cool. What's the Geoff Idol do?" Geoff asked.
"It, uh…" Scott seemed to be at a loss for words. "It lets you sit in on another team's elimination ceremony?"
"That's a stupid idea for an idol," Dakota said candidly. "Thumbs down.
"Yeah, come on, man," Geoff frowned. "Why not make it so your vote counts as two votes or something? That'd be cool." Geoff gave Scott a thumbs-down.
"I don't think you're giving him enough credit for his talent," DJ told the others. "As a carving, I think it turned out real well." DJ gave Scott a thumbs-up.
"Thanks," Scott sulked.
Confessional:
Scott: It's not my fault I couldn't come up with anything better. They put me on the spot. And hey, this thing took all day to carve. Ingrates.
Geoff: To be fair, he probably deserved a thumbs-up, but that's such a lame power for an idol, especially if it's modeled after the host.
Brick got onstage with a duffel bag in hand.
"Judges and contestants, I present to you, a Brick MacArthur original clothes bomb!" Brick announced. "Watch and be amazed!"
Brick threw the duffel bag onto the stage, causing it to detonate. Before the others knew it, everyone had been dressed in a different, more fashion-oriented outfit.
"This is not my color," Noah remarked in mock sassiness.
"I like my new outfit," Dakota smiled as she gave a thumbs-up.
"Same here," Geoff grinned as he did the same.
"Eh, I'm not really feeling it," DJ admitted. "And did it have to be so violent?"
"Well, no, but…" Brick began to sweat.
"Sorry. Thumbs down from me," DJ said.
Confessional:
Brick: On the bright side, it's an improvement from my talent show performance last year.
Noah: For those of you keeping track, this team's guaranteed not to get last place now, no thanks to me. And I'm still more useful than Tyler. It must suck to be him.
Staci went up on stage with some sort of backpack on.
"What's with the backpack?" Dakota asked.
"This is my jetpack," Staci said. "Yah, its schematics are top-secret, so don't go blabbing to anyone, okay?"
"Amazing!" DJ complimented excitedly. "You have to show it off."
"Uh, right," Staci said quietly. "Where's the startup button on this thing?"
"I thought you built it," Geoff pointed out.
"I did, I did," Staci insisted. "And it totally works."
"This girl already gets at thumbs-down from me for being so boring," Dakota sneered.
"No, wait, I'm serious, this works," Staci cried. "Yah, just… give me a sec…"
Geoff and DJ shared an unimpressed glance and unanimously gave Staci a thumbs-down.
"But… but…" Staci dejectedly walked off the stage.
Confessional:
Staci: I swear it works. It just… didn't have the right kind of fuel. Yah. I couldn't find it on the island.
Kate: No surprise that Justin got the best score. He's so yummy…
"Alright, time for Team Famous's final act: Tyler!" Geoff announced.
Tyler's face fell, as he realized he hadn't thought of anything to do.
"Um, Tyler couldn't make it," Tyler lied.
"Come on, Tyler. You can do it," DJ encouraged.
Tyler nervously got onstage and cleared his throat.
"So, Tyler couldn't make it tonight," Tyler lied. "So, in his place, we have a wonderful performance by Ella!"
Tyler ran offstage as Ella got on.
"Hello, everyone," Ella greeted with a curtsy. "I'm very sorry that Tyler could not attend the talent show. He's come down with something."
"I didn't know you could come down with being a pansy," Dakota remarked.
Ella cleared her throat before singing. "Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head! Drowning me in your promises better left unsaid! You're the right kind of sinner to release my inner fantasyyyyy! The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to beeeee! You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker! Don't you mess around with me! You're a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker! Don't you mess around! No no no!"
"I'll stop you there, Ella," Geoff interrupted politely. "You did great, but we have a twenty-two minute runtime. Can't have you taking it all up. But anyway, I give you a thumbs up."
"Me too. Your voice is great," DJ complimented.
"Part of me wants to dock points for Tyler wimping out, but what the heck?" Dakota shrugged. "You get a thumbs-up from me too."
"That's awfully nice of you," Geoff commented.
"I like the classics sometimes, okay?" Dakota pouted.
Confessional:
Ella: I'm so happy that I got a perfect score! But whatever became of Tyler?
Tyler: …I blanked out, man. I guess my only talents lie in sports.
"And our last performance of the night is Sarah!" Geoff announced. "Team Darkness is falling behind, but if Sarah can get at least one thumbs-up, she'll tie with Team Sexy and we'll go into a tiebreaker.
"No pressure," Sarah chuckled to herself as she got onstage.
The larger girl began her dance routine. Her movements were very awkward and her smile appeared forced.
"Wow. Way to come up with your own moves, Sadie!" Kate heckled.
Sarah cringed at Kate's words and began to dance in an even more inelegant fashion before she lost her balance and fell on her bottom.
"Okay, ew, no. Thumbs down," Dakota said in a repulsed manner.
"Yeah, sorry, Sarah, that wasn't exactly good," Geoff said as politely as he could.
"I'm going to have to agree with my fellow judges," DJ sighed. "Sorry, girl.
Confessional:
Sarah: Well, that sucked. And I can't be the only one who noticed that the only two acts to get all thumbs-down were the two larger girls. I smell a conspiracy.
Kate: I'd know that routine anywhere. I came up with it when I was seven. Sadie just happened to leech it off of me. Well the joke's on her, now, because she just bombed the talent show and cost her team the win.
"And the results are in!" Geoff announced. "In first place… Team Famous, with eight thumbs up!"
"Naturally," Blaineley smirked.
"In second place…" DJ started. "Is Team E-Scope, with seven thumbs up!"
"Yeah! E-Scope represent!" Izzy cheered.
"In third place," Dakota said with less enthusiasm than her co-judges. "Team Sexy, with three thumbs up."
"I still think we did a good job," Rodney smiled.
"And, in last, is Team Darkness," Geoff said somberly. "Better figure out your votes, because you five have a date with DJ and Dakota tonight."
Confessional:
Bridgette: Well, we may not have won, but on the plus side, we can vote Duncan out. Not that I'm excited to vote anyone out, but it's what Gwen really wants.
Scott: This is the perfect chance to test Sarah's loyalty. If we can convince her to vote for Gwen, then Duncan and I are set.
Gwen, Bridgette, and Sarah had all met at camp to discuss the vote.
"So, the vote's for Duncan, naturally," Gwen told the others.
"Yeah, we know," Sarah said somewhat impatiently. "Is that why you called this meeting?"
"No. I'm worried about that Invincibility Statue," Gwen informed her alliance mates. "Duncan could easily have it."
"What are you suggesting?" Bridgette asked.
"I'm afraid of splitting the votes, but I'm not sure what else to do," Gwen admitted. "Do either of you have any suggestions?"
"We could always vote for Scott," Bridgette suggested.
"Scott's harmless. I keep telling you," Gwen reminded Bridgette. "I need Duncan out."
"What if Scott has it?" Sarah asked.
"Actually…" Gwen seemed to have come up with an idea. "What if we hint at voting for Scott? Then if one of the guys has it, he'll have to use it on Scott. Then we vote for Duncan, causing them to waste their statue."
"Gwen, that's brilliant," Bridgette complimented.
"Thanks. And be sure to drop hints to either of the guys before the vote," Gwen reiterated.
Confessional:
Gwen: I'm feeling good about this plan. This way, we can assure that Duncan goes home.
Sarah: Oh, I'll be sure to let the guys know. I'm still considering joining their alliance, and I'm sure we'll be meeting soon.
Scott had joined Duncan in searching for the Invincibility Statue.
"So, did I tell you I caught Sarah idol hunting?" Scott asked.
"No, you didn't. Do tell," Duncan replied, amused.
"Yup. She brought the clue with her and everything," Scott snickered.
"Did she really?!" Duncan guffawed. "Oh, that's hilarious. Speaking of Tweedle Dumbass, do we have her vote?"
"She said she'd consider it, but I think we have a good chance of her flipping," Scott replied. "Like you said, she's not too smart, so it won't take much to convince her."
"Nice, dude," Duncan grinned as he lit himself a smoke. "So, what do you think of the honeys this season? Anyone catch your eye?"
"Can't say romance has been on my mind, but I'm not complaining about Amy at all," Scott smirked.
"I hear that," Duncan agreed. "I dunno, that Ella girl on the other team is kinda cute in an innocent kind of way."
"I didn't know innocent was your type," Scott responded.
"Nothing makes you feel more powerful than taking away a girl's innocence, dude," Duncan chuckled. "I'd like to make a woman of her. Rawr."
"I see what you're saying," Scott snickered.
Confessional:
Duncan: Scott's a good buddy of mine, but I don't feel completely secure with just the two of us. We need to add a woman to the equation, and just in case Sarah isn't up for it, I'm going to see if I can get Bridgette in on a threesome.
Duncan: Edit that part out! I just realized how that sounded. Edit it out, dammit!
Scott had met up with Sarah to discuss the vote.
"So, where's your head at?" Scott asked.
"Well, the other girls decided to change their vote to you because of how you did in the challenge," Sarah replied. "But I'm not so sure I'm okay with that."
"You should vote for Gwen," Scott suggested. "I'm telling you. I've gotten fourth place in my worst season. Duncan's got a perfect merge record. Bridgette's gotten tenth at best and Gwen's so unstable, she could flip on you at any moment. So why not beat her to the punch?"
"Those are actually some pretty good points," Sarah said, impressed. "You know what, I think you have yourself a deal."
"Nice to hear," Scott grinned. "Actually, why don't we make a final two deal while we're at it?"
"You'd make a final two deal with me over Duncan?" Sarah asked.
"You heard what I said before, right?" Scott asked. "Duncan's a beast at this game. I'm not going to the finale with him."
"Interesting," Sarah said. "You have yourself two deals."
"Excellent," Scott smirked.
Confessional:
Sarah: On one hand, Scott and Duncan are better at this game, so they'll probably take me farther than Bridgette and Gwen, but on the other hand, they're also bigger threats than Bridgette or Gwen, so I just don't know.
Scott: Yeah, Duncan's my friend, but he doesn't need two wins. I'll take him to the final three, but after that, all bets are off.
Duncan found Bridgette by herself at camp.
"'Sup, Bridgey?" Duncan greeted. "How goes it?"
"Oh, it goes well," Bridgette replied, a bit put off by the smoke coming from Duncan's cigarette.
"Where's Gwen?" Duncan asked. Before Bridgette could answer, he continued. "Oh, that's right, you two are arguing, aren't you?"
"Well…" Bridgette tried to say.
"That's okay. I know how it is," Duncan said. "I mean, you could always vote her off, if that helps."
"It won't help, Duncan," Gwen's voice said from behind him.
"Well, well, well, look who's come to defend herself," Duncan grinned.
"Nobody asked you, Duncan!" Gwen shouted. "Bridgette's not going to vote for me."
"Whatever lets you sleep at night," Duncan shrugged. "Of course, you'll be able to sleep a lot easier at the playa."
Confessional:
Bridgette: I don't know where Duncan got the idea that I'd vote for Gwen, but I'm not. Even if we had a bit of a disagreement yesterday, it's all good now.
Gwen: Duncan's probably just in denial that he's going home tonight. Which is… odd, because he should be thinking we're voting for Scott. I hope Sarah mentioned it to Scott, because if not, things might not go well.
The five members of Team Darkness had gathered at the bonfire. Dakota was there with a platter of marshmallows.
"Hey, Dakota fans," Dakota greeted. "So, this is the bonfire ceremony. You all know how this works. Only this time, there's a bit of a twist."
DJ unveiled the roulette wheel. This time, each face was that of a member of Team Darkness.
"Dakota's going to spin this wheel. Whosever face it lands on will be invincible from the vote tonight," DJ explained.
"What?!" the five of them gasped collectively.
"That could change things," Duncan remarked somewhat nervously.
"Well, let's find out if it does," Dakota said as she spun the wheel. After multiple rotations, it finally settled on Sarah's wedge. "Okay, so Sarah's invincible tonight. The rest of you could be the one to go home tonight. Now go cast your votes."
After the votes had been cast, Dakota took the marshmallow platter.
"Okay, so marshmallows go to…"
"Sarah."
"Bridgette."
"Scott."
Scott seemed a bit surprised to be safe, but he took his marshmallow anyway.
"Okay, so, Duncan and Gwen, one of you is going home tonight," Dakota said.
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"Gwen, you are safe," Dakota finally said as she tossed Gwen a marshmallow.
"Wait, what?!" Duncan exclaimed. "First one voted out of my team?! This is bullshit!"
"Sorry, babe. That's just the way it goes," Gwen said smugly.
"How did this even happen? I had the votes!" Duncan insisted.
"Just shut up and go to the Boat of Losers!" Dakota snapped.
"Stupid, lousy, rotten, no-good, two-bit show…" Duncan grumbled as he walked down the stairs to the dock where the Boat of Losers waited for him.
Confessional:
Scott: Well, looks like someone wasn't loyal to the final two deal. I'd better find that hidden idol, and quick, because Duncan leaving means Scotty boy is one big target.
Gwen: What did Duncan mean when he said he had the votes? He didn't honestly think Bridgette would flip. Did he? Or maybe Sarah… My alliance isn't thinking about betraying me, is it?
Geoff stood in his cargo helicopter.
"And Duncan's merge streak has been broken!" Geoff announced. "But is Gwen's alliance really as tight as it seems? Which Team Sexy alliance will Kate side with? Will Noah ever try in any of the challenges? And is Tyler really that useless? Stay tuned to find out on Total! Drama! Revenge of the Crossover!"
Votes:
Duncan: Sorry, Gwen, but I can't have you targeting me all game. You're hot and a great kisser, but you have to go.
Gwen: Duncan's a major threat to my game. He needs to go now while he still can.
Bridgette: I don't know why Duncan thinks otherwise, but I'm going to vote for him. Gwen wants him gone, and, quite frankly, I'm not a fan of the secondhand smoke.
Scott: Ah, who needs Gwen anyway? All she did when I last played with her is suck up to Courtney. Which was creepy, might I add. Anyway, I vote for Gwen.
Sarah: I do want to play both alliances, but I have to make a choice now. And like Scott said, Duncan's already won, so letting him stay is too risky, so I vote for Duncan.
A/N: I seem to have a bad habit of letting perfectly good CPN characters be early boots. Anyway, Duncan was never meant to last long in this game; I only included him because I wanted a strong first target for Gwen, and Duncan seemed like the best candidate. I know a lot of people liked him this season, and some even thought he had a chance at winning, but he was already a past winner, so no way was he going to win this one.