Chapter Seven: Dinner is Served…So are the Marshmallows
Bridgette and Lena continued to chat with one another as the hours passed them by. Though it was hard for them to hold a conversation while their stomachs were growling as loud as they had ever heard them growl. Maddie closed her eyes and listened to Zachary play his guitar, letting the sound of music drown out the sound of hunger. Rayne was trying to show off some of the newest Chinese style fashions off to Jess in her catalogue while trying to ignore the pain in her stomach. Trent and Gwen, much like in the Awake-a-thon they participated in during the first season, lay on the ground with the top of their heads touching the other staring into the dusky sky, searching for consolations. Kenny, meanwhile, was having no trouble wrestling with hunger…mainly because Chef's breakfast had kept coming up on him.
"So, if you could pick a dream vacation to anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?" Lena eagerly asked her idol, Bridgette.
"Jamaica!" she immediately replied. "Those waves down there have got to be some of the best in the world. Not to mention that those beaches would be awesome to hang out on with my buds! You?"
"The Amazon!" Lena replied without hesitation. "I want to go on an Amazonian safari, searching for rare plants and animals that no one may know exist yet! Plus, that's an area in the world where the trees are is serious danger of being victims of deforestation!"
"Woah…you're a real environmentalist, huh?"
"I have to be…otherwise, my precious Peaches may not have a home in the near future…oh, I can't stand the thought of that!"
Bridgette nodded her head in agreement. She thought Lena's ideologies were a little unorthodox, but she understood where she was coming from. As Bridgette listened to Lena, she suddenly had a very uneasy feeling. She winced as she shuddered.
"What's the matter?" Lena asked.
"Nothing," Bridgette replied as she tried to make herself comfortable again. But again, the same uneasy feeling came over her and she shivered once again.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong?"
"It's nothing…but…did you ever get that feeling that you were being watched?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, I think someone's watching me," Bridgette replied as she shivered, seeming spooked.
"It's probably nothing," Lena assured her. "I mean, we've got cameras on us twenty-four-seven, so that's probably it. Not to mention that the lack of food might have something to do with it too."
"You're probably right," Bridgette said as she rested her head against the tree once more. Still, she wasn't so sure.
"So anyways," Rayne was saying to Jess, "this dress is truly a bold statement of the Chinese culture and how their senses of fashion have changed throughout time. Just look at these colors!"
"Oh my gosh, that's, like, SO beautiful, dude!" Jess exclaimed as she grabbed the dress and tried it on.
"OH WOW!" Rayne exclaimed. "Just look at it on you! It's SO gorgeous!"
"Is it really?" Jess excitedly asked, jumping up and down.
"Really, it is!" Rayne squealed.
Soon, both girls were squealing loudly.
"Ugh," Gwen sighed. "If I wanted to listen to this all day, I would've just asked Chris to bring back Katie and Sadie."
"I know, right?" Trent chuckled.
"So, how you feeling?" Gwen asked.
"I'm starving," Trent whined. "I don't know how much longer I can go on in this stupid contest."
"I know what you mean," Gwen whined as she rubbed her stomach. "Man, I'd kill for just a little something to eat right now."
"Please, don't talk to me about eating," Trent groaned.
"It's time to see which one of you campers is ready to EAT something yet," Chris called out, right on cue.
Chris sat another tray on the table in front of him and opened it. On it were nine sets of hot fudge sundaes.
"Oh dear God no," Trent drooled.
"That's right Trent," Chris teased. "On this plate, we have delicious hot fudge sundaes made with rich, frosty, vanilla ice cream with hot, thick, chocolate sauce. Lightly seasoned with some of the world's most highly ranked peanuts and covered with a thick, juicy, plump cherry. Any takers?"
"Trent! You have to fight it!" Gwen pleaded as she was being dragged by Trent towards Chris. "Please! Resist it! We can have all the hot fudge sundaes at the reward dinner later tonight! Fight it!"
But it was no use. Trent had dragged Gwen over to Chris effortlessly and began to shovel the ice cream into his mouth.
"Trent! How could you?" Gwen shrieked in disbelief. "You promised we'd see this contest to the end together!"
"I'm sorry Gwen," he replied with his mouth full of ice cream, "but when Chris described that cherry to me that was it! I couldn't take it anymore!"
Gwen sighed as she watched Trent devour his ice cream. Then, as if she was acting on instinct, she pounced on the ice cream too and began to eat it as well.
"Screw it!" she exclaimed as she threw the cherry into her mouth. "This is so totally worth it!"
"That's the spirit losers!" Chris laughed.
Both Trent and Gwen gave Chris a rude gesture with their hands as they continued to eat their ice cream.
Kenny glanced over to see what all the commotion was about. When he saw Trent and Gwen's mouths covered with a mix of fudge and ice cream and the food rolling around in their mouths, he cursed as he gagged and raced for the woods once again.
"Our next dish is a true delight for anyone who lives on this planet," Chris giggled as he looked upon the faces of terror. Chef brought a plate forward and presented the dish.
"It's ground beef, maggots!" Chef laughed. ", shaped into the form of hamburgers to be exact! Not to mention the french-fries and soda to wash it all down! Any takers?"
Zachary, who had been strumming on his guitar, and Maddie, who had been listening to him, didn't hear what Chef had said at first. But when they smelled the hamburgers, they immediately stopped what they were doing and ran over to Chef to receive their food. They took great big bites out of the food, laughing with one another at how puffy their cheeks looked with all the food stuffed in them.
"OH COME ON!" A weak voice shouted over from the woods. Maddie and Zachary looked over to see Kenny staring at them in agony. His cheeks puffed up once more and he raced for the woods yet again.
"Okay, I'm pretty sure that's not normal to throw up like that every other hour," Chris winced as he listened to Kenny regurgitate once more.
"Well, so far, this has been easy," Bridgette giggled. "Except for that ice cream, I haven't been really interested in any of those dishes."
"I know," Lena laughed. "I thought I was going to be gone with the ice cream, but your friends saved me."
"I know…but now I'm the only one left from my team. It's up to me to win it."
"Our next dish," Chris called out, "is one that not a lot of you may find appetizing, but others will!"
Chris set a large bowl on the table in front of him.
"In this bowl is some of the world's fines vegetables to make up one heck of a garden salad! Juicy tomatoes, crispy lettuce, carrots, and celery, Also, we have a wide variety of salad dressings to season it with. Anyone feeling like a rabbit?" he chuckled.
Lena's eyes went as wide as the bowl sitting in front of Chris. Bridgette's eyes went wide too.
"Okay, we can do this," Bridgette sighed. "All we have to do is find a way to block the image of salad out of our heads." With that, she closed her eyes, sat in Indian style, and began to meditate.
"Just focus on the long-term goal and we'll lick this Lena," she explained. When there was no response, Bridgette opened her eyes and saw that Lena had already run up to the table and started to fork the salad into her mouth. She sighed and quickly went back to meditating. The last thing she heard before she had completely blocked out the world around her was Kenny throwing up once more.
"Finally, our last offer for now," Chris laughed, :is one I don't think any of the four remaining contestants can handle. We're getting right down to it too! Only one member of the All-Star Beavers remains. Same with the Wild Turkeys! The Flying Squirrels have the slight advantage with two members remaining."
"Whoo-hoo!" Rayne and Jess squealed together.
"I bet we can resist anything Chris brings to us!" Rayne laughed.
"I know," Jess smiled. "That dude has no idea what I can do when it comes to resisting food."
Chris opened the tray in front of him and chuckled when he saw Rayne and Jess immediately lose their confidence and drool at the food sitting on the tray.
"That's right, ladies! It's chocolate! Every different kind of chocolate you can think of from all around the world: German, France, America! Caramel filling, marshmallow filling, peanut butter filling (relax, this peanut butter has been proven safe. No poisoning in this peanut butter), vanilla frosting…"
Chris didn't have to go any further as both Rayne and Jess pounced on the chocolate and began to wolf it down.
"Oh my gosh! This German chocolate takes me back a long ways to when I traveled Germany!" Rayne sighed as she let the sweet taste of chocolate move around her mouth.
"OH, that taste's so GOOD!" Jess sighed as she licked the chocolate off her fingers.
"I'm glad you two are enjoying this moment," Chris smiled. Then it disappeared into a wicked grin. "Because you two have just been eliminated!"
Immediately, both Rayne and Jess stopped eating and looked as though tey had been slapped in the face.
"That means that the Flying Squirrels have lost the challenge! That means they'll be attending the bonfire ceremony tonight and voting someone off!"
Rayne and Jess glanced over at each other. They then looked over at their teammates, who looked very upset with the two of them.
"Uh-oh," They murmured to each other.
Chef led everyone that had been eliminated that round back to the cafeteria. Rayne and Jess gloomily followed their teammates back to their cabin, not daring to look any of them in the eye.
Confession Cam
Rayne- (Looking worried) Okay, I know I messed up big time, but I'm not too worried. After all, I proved to be a valuable teammate the last challenge…didn't I?
Jess – (looking extremely uncomfortable) Oh gosh, I'm going to have to do some serious butt-kissing if I'm going to influence my fellow dudes and dudettes to keep me around.
END
"Okay, we're down to two campers!" Chris said. "We have Bridgette of the All-Star Beavers and Kenny of the Wild Turkeys! Congrats on making it this far into the contest! I'll be back in two hours with another offer I don't think either of you can refuse!"
Bridgette did not reply as she continued to meditate. Neither did Kenny, who still looked green in the face.
Two hours had passed and Chris returned with more temptations for both the remaining campers. Bridgette had completely tuned him out as she mediated and each time Chris described the foods he had brought in full detain, Kenny raced off to the woods to throw up. This happened for four more hours and neither Bridgette nor Kenny would eat the food.
"Okay! This is ridiculous!" Chris shouted in frustration! "I swear, you two are worse than someone suffering from anorexia!"
Bridgette did not reply as she mediated, but it was clear she was offended by what Chris had said. Kenny just groaned as he held his stomach.
"But this time, I have an offer I don't think Kenny can refuse!" Chris grinned.
As he said this, he held up what looked like a small pill.
"W-W-What's that?" Kenny weakly asked.
"It's medicine," Chris described. "This pill can cure you of your upset stomach. Once you eat this, you'll be cured and released from the wrath of Chef's breakfast within an hour. But remember, the instant you take it, you're out and the All-Star Beavers win reward again."
Kenny winced as he looked over at his teammates, who had gathered around to watch the final hours of the challenge come to an end.
"Go ahead, homie," Jason assured him. "You need it more than we need that dinner!"
"A-Are you sure?" Kenny whimpered.
"Yo, amigo! You proved yourself," Angelica smiled. "Plus, we're safe so it's not that big a deal!"
"Thank you," Kenny weakly said as he slowly walked over to Chris and swallowed the pill.
"AND THAT'S IT!" Chris shouted. "WE HAVE A WINNER! BRIDGETTE HAS WON IT FOR HER TEAM AGAIN! THE ALL-STAR BEAVERS WIN INVINCIBILITY AND REWARD!"
Bridgette's teammates raced over to Bridgette and lifted her onto their shoulders. Geoff leaned up towards Bridgette and kissed her passionately. He was a little taken back when Bridgette began to nibble on his lip.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly. "I'm starving and desperately want something to eat now!"
"Don't worry, Bridgette!" Chris assured her. "Right now, a five-star dinner awaits all eight of you down in the cafeteria! Steaks! Lobster tails! Vegetarian dishes! Prime Rib! You name it, it's probably there!"
Again, the All-Star Beavers cheered as they carried Bridgette down to the cafeteria.
"Wild Turkeys, that was a heartbreaker. If Kenny hadn't taken the pill, Bridgette would have given in eventually and you would be dining fine tonight…speaking of which, where is Kenny?"
"I think he's throwing up again after listening to you describe that menu." Derek explained.
Confession Cam
Kenny – (Looking weak) So yeah, I'm feeling better now…but I learned an important lesson today: never EVER eat Chef's cooking again!
Bridgette – I felt bad that Kenny kept getting sick and I hope he starts to feel better soon. Maybe I'll sneak him some of the food from that dinner tonight if he's feeling better. He could use it after the day he's had.
END
Outside the Flying Squirrel's cabin, there was an awkward silence as Jess, David, Sam, Rayne, Carson, and a stuffed Russell sat around.
"Okay…so who are we going to vote off tonight?" Jess asked, finally breaking the silence.
"Well, we can't really blame one person solely for losing today," Sam replied. "We all are to blame."
"I disagree, my friends" Carson smoothly replied, seeming annoyed. "If you ask me, the three who deserve to leave the most tonight are David, Rayne, and Jess: David for acting like a complete idiot and eliminating himself in the process and these two ladies over here for unable to control their craving for chocolate."
"Oh yeah? What about that freak Russell?" David demanded. "He ate a freaking tree thirty minutes into the challenge!"
Russell burped loudly and a stick flew from his mouth. He grinned and chuckled sheepishly.
"Russell, my friend, is the muscle behind our team!" Carson protested. "You three are just plain idiots!"
"You take that back!" Rayne demanded.
"Make me," Carson smirked.
"Okay, I'll make you take it back!" David growled as he lunged towards Carson.
But before he could lay his hands on Carson, he found himself staring into an angry Russell's eyes. Russell growled greatly as David backed down in fear.
"Hey, why don't you two back off!" Jess snapped, getting into Russell's face. "You're acting like total jerks, you know that? This attitude of yours isn't helping us a bit!"
"You're right!" Carson snapped. "What's going to help is if we get rid of one of you three! Come on Russell!"
Carson went inside the men's side of the cabin with Russell following. Russell let out another burp, spitting up a bunch of leaves.
"Ugh, those two make me sick," Jess huffed. "I say we take one of them out!"
"I vote for Russell!" Rayne suggested.
"Me too!" David replied. "Let's see how tough Carson is without his big bodyguard around to protect him!"
"So it's agreed! We're voting off Russell!" Jess said as she, David, and Rayne put their hands together, cementing their alliance.
Sam, who had been reading his mange the entire time, glanced up at the three of them. He then looked over to the men's cabin where Carson and Russell had gone. Letting curiosity get the best of him, he snuck towards the men's cabin and eavesdropped on Carson and Russell.
"So, Russell, David's scared of us. We can use that to our advantage. That Rayne girl isn't completely useless to us yet either. What do you say the two of us vote off that Jess girl?" Carson asked Russell. Russell burped up some feathers and a nest as he nodded his head in agreement.
"So…it's between Jess and Russell, huh?" Sam said aloud to himself. The wheels in his head began to turn slowly. Suddenly, a light came on in his head and he raced off.
Confession Cam
Carson and Russell – (Russell speaks and Carson translates) That Jess girl is just annoying to me, he says. Quite frankly, I agree with him.
Jess – Those two bullies are, like, SO uncool! The way they ganged up on poor David like that…oh, I hope he doesn't get hurt on my account. But after tonight, we won't have to worry about that!
Sam – Okay, I just got this idea that's sure to bring me into the finals of this competition. If all goes as planned, then I am going to have complete control of this game!
END
Later that night, the Flying Squirrels were gathered around the Beaver Camp bonfire. Chris stood before them holding a tray with seven marshmallows.
"Okay Squirrel's, I have seven marshmallows on this tray," Chris began. "There are eight of you here! If you do the math correctly, one of you isn't going to get one. The one camper that doesn't get a marshmallow has lost this contest. He or she must walk the dock of shame, board the boat of losers, and leave Beaver Camp! And you can't come back…EVAH!"
All eight winced at the last word again.
"The first three to get marshmallows are…Sam, Marlie, and Katilla!"
Sam, Marlie, and Katilla smiled as they claimed their treat.
"Rayne! You're safe tonight!" Chris called out.
Rayne smiled as she receiver her marshmallow.
"Carson! You're safe tonight!"
Carson grinned as he coolly collected his marshmallow.
"Campers, there are two marshmallows left!" Chris said seriously as he looked over at the three remaining campers. "You three were major reasons your team lost the challenge today!"
Jess, David, and Russell hung their heads in shame.
"Jess," Chris began. "You went a long ways in the challenge today, outlasting everyone else. But when it came down to it, you let your team down big time."
Jess nodded her head in agreement, embarrassed.
"David: Your extreme attitude and liking of girls is greatly admired by many. But performing that stunt today for a girl that's already taken when it was totally uncalled for…seriously, that hurts your reputation, dude."
David hung his head in defeat.
"Russell, you continue to impress us all! But eating an entire tree? Man, that is whacked! Seriously, that's messed up dude!"
Russell burped again, coughing up some more twigs and sawdust. He giggled lightly as everyone stared at him in disgust.
"Anyways, the next marshmallow goes to…"
All three remaining campers became extremely nervous, clenching their fists in anticipation.
"…David!"
David let out a great sigh of relief as he claimed his treat.
Jess and Russell glanced over at one another nervously as they awaited Chris to call out the final name of the evening.
"Campers…this is the final marshmallow," Chris announced as he held it up in the air for all to see.
Russell became so afraid that he crunched the seat next to him with his bear hands. Jess was visibly shaking.
"The final marshmallow of the night goes to…
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Russell let out a Russian victory cheer as he caught his marshmallow and ate it.
"What?" Jess, David, and Rayne all exclaimed.
"Sorry Jess, you're out!" Chris said.
"No way! But how?" David questioned, seeming very shocked at this turn of events.
"Jess…no…" Rayne whispered with tears forming in her eyes.
"Dudes, it's okay," Jess replied, visibly upset. "You two are going to just have to win this contest for me, okay?"
"…okay…" David and Rayne whispered together as the three of them embraced in a group hug.
"Okay, mush time is over," Chris said. "Jess, it's time to walk the dock of shame."
As the boat of losers took off with Jess on board, wearing the dress Rayne had given her. She called out "Good luck, dudes! Go get them!"
Rayne and David waved goodbye to her and then hugged one another in comfort.
Carson and Russell just grinned as they watched Jess pull out of sight. They gave a high-five one another as they headed for their cabin. David and Rayne glared at Russell and Carson ahead of them as they dragged their feet back to the cabins.
Meanwhile, Sam, Marlie, and Katilla were still at the dock of shame, feeling guilty about what they had done. But they shook it off after a few minutes and high-fived one another.
Confession Cam
Sam – Sorry Jess. I really didn't mean for anyone to get hurt like that. But it was all part of the plan. You see, I formed an alliance with Marlie and Katilla. The way I figured it was this: Russell and Carson are only a two-man alliance. You, David, and Rayne had three people in your alliance. By voting with Russell and Carson tonight, we took you down to two. Now, it's the two of you against the two of them against…the three of us! We now have the numbers advantage on this team! With me as the leader of this alliance, I am now in full control of this game! (He looks around, seeming worried) God, I hope I don't go down as a TDI villain because of this.
END
Meanwhile, in the cafeteria, the All-Star Beavers were enjoying their feast. Heather, DJ, Leshawna, Geoff, Trent, Gwen, and Duncan were gathered around Bridgette, toasting her and applauding her efforts today. Outside the cafeteria, watching from a tree, someone else was celebrating Bridgette's victory.
"My dear, sweet Bridgette…so persistent in her effort to win this game…God, what a turn on! Only one with her caliber can possible live up to my standards." He lifted a glass into the air filled with an unknown substance. "Here's to your victory, my love. And here's to our future together."
Just what is it that this stalker is planning on doing? Will the Flying Squirrel's be able to bounce back from this crushing defeat? Will Sam's plan to win this game work? How is Kenny doing since he has recovered from Chef's breakfast? What will the next challenge be? Find out next time on…TOTAL…DRAMA…ISLAND…BEAVER CAMP!
A/N: Sorry to the creator of Jess. But hey, someone had to go. Stay tuned for the next chapter! I welcome reviews of all kinds as well as suggestions!
