Disclaimer: I no own Total Drama, MLP, Slender, or Shrub. I own Lewis and Larry and Val. Me done now.
Warning: This chapter contains a secret getting out, several jerks, a disturbing dream, mentions of crap, explosions, a sock demon, and Scott. You have been warned.
Ben's Note of Sheer Awesome: A ninth repost. I bet you guys are getting sick of me repeating myself, huh? Oh well. Enjoy the chapter.
Ben's Other Note That Wasn't Really Needed but Put Anyway: Wish me a happy birthday! This is the repost, but I'm legit reposting on my birthday! Who knew?
Fun Fact of Knowledge: Ok, I was watching season four, and I found the biggest season five clue in EVER! Grand Chef Auto, episode nine. Watch the Mike scene carefully. When he takes over his mind, look near the top right corner. He's yelling that his mind has new management. In that corner, you will see a shadow. And I think we all know who that is. Bet none of you knew that!
Picture Bomb of Death!
E5 P1: Villainous Schemes
The Death Wing and The Devil's Bargain were flying side by side across the Pacific. On top of one were two people. One was a pink haired girl and a purple haired guy. They stood side by side, both smiling happily.
"Previously on Total Drama All Stars," Pinkie said, "we had the scariest challenge yet!"
"That could be argued with the Jack the Ripper episode in season three," Lewis said.
"Was Jack the Ripper a demon?" Pinkie asked.
"Focus Pinkie, personal questions off camera," Lewis said with a careless grin.
"Oh, right," Pinkie said, getting back on track. "Slenderstine, Lewis's cousin, scared that pee out of some of the contestants!"
"Quite literally, since Cameron and Cody wet their pants," Lewis said with a chuckle.
"All the same, some of the contestants bonded while others were separated," Pinkie said. "Hey Lewis, would you leave me behind?"
"Not even if you told me too," Lewis said, smiling at her.
"Aw!" Pinkie said smiling back. "Anyway, in the end, Katie won the challenge for the Heroic Hamsters, sending the Villainous Vultures to elimination."
"Shame, I thought they would keep up their winning streak," Lewis said with a shrug.
"With great relief, Jo was sent home," Pinkie continued. "I honestly think the villains will now be much calmer."
"I don't know. Val is up to something, and he wants everyone to know it," Lewis said suspiciously.
"Well, we just need to keep an eye on him," Pinkie said. "Also, since you guys may not remember, Cody was sent over to The Devil's Bargain. Why do we call it that anyway?"
"Cause Chris is on it," Lewis said with a chuckle. When Pinkie didn't laugh, Lewis face palmed. "Never mind."
"Well then, who will win the challenge today? Will voting off Jo benefit the Villainous Vultures? Can the Heroic Hamsters pull off another win? And who will be voted off?"
"Find out today on Total Drama All Stars!" they both said.
(Theme Song; I wanna be famous)
(Gold Hall)
In the winner's bedroom, Team Sam was resting. Lindsey was off at the spa, where she belongs. The other three were all resting on their beds, Sam playing a video game.
"We rocked today! It was as awesome as a video game!" Sam said as he pounded away on his consul.
"Katie did. We just sat to the sides," DJ reminded.
"Oh, it was nothing. If anyone did anything today, it was you DJ," Katie said with a blush. "After all, you sacrificed yourself for me to run for it."
"You ran for it," DJ said with a smile.
"You two would make a killer couple," Sam said, not looking up. Katie blushed while DJ shrugged. "I wish Dakota and I were that good."
"Why? You two seemed happy on the first day when you met again," Katie said.
"Well, I realized we were just together because I thought she was hot and a monster. Now, I just don't know," Sam said. "I'm thinking about breaking up with her tomorrow after the challenge."
"I'm sorry to hear that," DJ said. "I don't think that's a good idea though."
"Well, it's me doing it, not you," Sam said with a sigh. "She'll take it ok though. I'm sure she's seen this coming."
Confessional: All guys say that.
Sam: I just think that we aren't soul mates. I'm sure she'll understand. I'm lucky I have these games to help me. I would be terrified if something bad happened to them.
Katie: Sam shouldn't break up with Dakota. Why? We're fragile! Even if she's a popularity hog, she will take it pretty hard. Hopefully he'll get cold feet. If I hate anything more than thunder, it's people getting their feelings hurt. Like mine…
DJ: I feel bad for Dakota. I know it hasn't happened yet, but it's sad knowing that there is a storm coming. Hopefully it'll go ok. It feels like a snake is crawling up my back just thinking about it.
Lindsey: Ah, now I feel totally relaxed! I hate bad hair, and that room caused bad hair! Now I can have happy hair!
There was depression in the air for Team Larry. Larry himself was shut off and not talking to anyone. Shrub was off doing whatever Shrubb's do. Cameron was at the holodeck helping Slender repair the entrance lock. The others were all sitting on their beds, Mike and Zoey on the same bed, Zoey's head resting on Mike's bare chest. B was working on his flower as he was during the day. And Dawn was meditating on her bed.
"You sure you're alright?" Mike asked his girlfriend.
"I'm fine, just a little rattled," Zoey responded.
"I bet, Slenderstine sure can do that to a person," Mike said.
"She is, indeed, a most fearful creation," Dawn murmured in a trance like voice. Zoey looked at Dawn for a moment, which Dawn could sense. "I am quite alright, given the circumstance. Meditation fixes my disturbed spirit."
"Relaxation can do that," Mike said with a chuckle. "With Zoey around, I feel relaxed." Zoey gave a small giggle as she was soon fast asleep.
"What would you do without her?" Dawn asked.
Mike sighed and said, "I would… probably be someone who hid his true self from everyone. And I hate seclusion. I have to be around people or I'll become very unnerved. My other personalities only help so much."
"I can see that," Dawn said. "Zoey is scared of losing you too. But mostly afraid of any possibility that you'll leave her for another girl."
"What?! Why would I do that?!" Mike exclaimed.
"May I remind you of Vito?"
"Oh… I forgot."
Dawn giggled and said, "It's quite alright. She understands now why you did it. But she's afraid you would do it again, on your own accord this time."
"Well, she doesn't need to worry. I'm not going anywhere," Mike said confidently.
"I see it in your aura," Dawn said with a small smile. She then unfolded her legs and got up. "I need to go see my uncle. He wanted me to stop by."
"Alright, we'll see you tomorrow," Mike said with a nod. Dawn got up to leave and B looked on after her.
Confessional: Time to find the boss!
B: I feel bad for costing everyone the challenge. I also feel bad for not being there when Dawn was captured. I don't like seeing others I pain. It's almost as bad as falling through the air.
Dawn: I wonder what my uncle wants to talk about. Probably to see how I'm doing. I don't mind that. I love him like a dad, after all.
Cameron was walking back to his room with Slender accompanying him. They had both finished fixing up the entrance lock to the holodeck and it looked pretty good. Cameron was carrying a wrench while Slender carried the other equipment. "So, you are on the run, are you?" Cameron asked.
"Partially," Slender said as they walked. "It's my people who are on the run. I just happen to be the one they want to hunt right now."
"Any reason why?" Cameron asked.
"No one needs any reason," Slender stated. "Just a simple desire. Every person has a desire. And for most people, it's getting rid of freaks of nature."
"I know what you mean. Mike was considered like that. But he overcame everyone else and made friends, like me and Zoey."
"And friends will help you go far," Slender agreed. "But they can only get you so far. However, I found one thing that's better than friends."
"Oh? What's that?" Cameron asked.
"Family," Slender said. "Lewis cares endlessly about family. He would do anything for any one of us."
"I see. You do have a point there. I love my mom more than anyone," Cameron said in memory.
"Indeed. Love your family while you can," Slender said. "Ah, we're here." The two persons had reached Cameron's room. Cameron placed his wrench across the hall from his room while Slender dumped the rest of the stuff next to it. "Run along. I'll see you in the future." Cameron nodded and walked into his room while Slender vanished.
Confessional: Family is forever!
Cameron: Slender isn't as scary as I thought he was. He is actually very insightful. Unlike Izzy. I don't want to speak ill of her, but she freaks me out a bit. Hopefully we don't have to socialize much during the competition.
(Silver Hall)
Ezekiel was sleeping on his bed inside Team Alejandro's room. Everyone else was awake contemplating how they did. "I can't believe I got caught first," Duncan said with a sigh.
"I'm sure you'll do great in whatever challenge we have to face next," Gwen said.
"I hope so. My rep. is getting pummeled because of this contest," Duncan said with a sigh.
Alejandro was sitting on his bed listening. He then said, "Hey Duncan? I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you. Not that you would've needed it if you weren't in the Confessional."
"Was that an insult?" Duncan asked threateningly.
"No. I just want to apologize for how I've been acting," Alejandro said, giving Gwen a wink. "We've been quarreling forever, and I figured I should stop being a kid. I have been a jerk in the past, but I have been wanting to change. I am ok, though, if you won't accept my apology." Alejandro got up, walked over to Duncan, and held out his hand.
Duncan glared at Alejandro before shrugging and shaking. "Sure, whatever. I still don't trust you, but consider yourself clear."
"Not necessarily reassuring, but it's better than nothing. So I assume this mean you won't vote for me if we lose?"
"Don't push it," Duncan grumbled. Alejandro shrugged and walked back over to his bed. During all the commotion, Scott had edged out of the room.
Confessional: Will this truce last?
Duncan: Me team up with Alejandro? Please! Even the thought of teaming up with him is more terrifying the Selene Deon music store standees! Actually, check that. The standees are more terrifying.
Justin: Wouldn't it just be a crime if my mirror broke? (Smiles into his mirror.)
Ezekiel: (Sits in the Confessional scratching himself with his foot. Suddenly, a bar of soap falls from the ceiling, which makes Ezekiel scramble out of the Confessional.)
Alejandro: That went surprisingly well. I'm glad that problems can just be resolved by just a simple apology. But I'm still going to keep an eye on Duncan. I trust Duncan as much as I trust my brother Jose, who is ten times worse than Duncan could ever be.
Scott: I went to go check up on my little side project. I think that this is almost worth getting an irrational fear of sharks. Almost.
Gwen: Sometimes I love being me. (She smiles.) Who knew I could get two people who despise each other to call a truce? I'm so happy, I wouldn't mind getting buried alive!
Relaxation was in Team Mr. Coconut's room. No Jo. No annoying threats. Peace. The person who was enjoying this the most was Mr. Coconut, who was recharging currently. "Ah. Now this is how it should feel in a game like this. Quiet. No worries. Just peace."
Sadie smiled and said, "I'm glad you're happy. It was either you or her and to be honest, I'm glad it was her. You deserve to be here."
"Well, I was a bit strict near the beginning. But I am a changed nut. I will help you all get to the end if it is possible," said Mr. Coconut.
"Sha-Lightning agrees with the sha-nut!" Lightning declared. "Sha-Lightning handle the sha-others! Sha-nut handle the sha-strategy!"
"And what about us?" Trent asked Lightning.
"Sha-Lightning don't know! Sha-Lightning just strong!" Lightning said, kissing his muscles.
Trent rolled his eyes and Sadie giggled. "I guess we'll just help you guys vote," Sadie said with a smile.
Confessional: Lightning isn't one for strategy.
Lightning: Sha-Lightning lost last time by a sha-nerd. This time, sha-Lightning ain't gonna lose. Not by a nerd, not by a nut, and not by lightning! Sha-Lightning ain't gonna get shocked again, no sha-way!
Trent: Lightning seems a bit overconfident. Eh, I think we have all felt that way at some point.
Mr. Coconut: Who to target next? I can't betray my friends, so I'll take them with me to the merge. But I need to win this game, so I'll need to rid of Lightning eventually. Till then, I might as well continue playing socially. I might get something I wouldn't otherwise obtain.
Sadie: I don't mind being an extra vote. Maybe being in the shadows will help me find a way in talking to Katie. Now that Jo's gone, maybe I should try again. Worth a try, right?
(Bronze Hall)
"I think today went alright today soldiers," Brick announced. "We may have lost the Gold Hall, but we didn't lose any of our men. And in my mind, that's alright."
"What about Cody?" Tyler asked. "Doesn't he count as a loss?"
Beth grumbled something under her breath, then said aloud, "Well, it was the luck of the draw. We can't really count him a loss if it was at random."
Tyler scowled and said, "But he lasted longest in the challenge! We need him to help us in challenges!"
"Tyler makes a point. Cody is one of the strongest players in Total Drama History," Harold pointed out.
"Season three was rigged," Beth countered. "Cody only got as far as he did because of Sierra. Besides, Alejandro placed second on his first go. Not to mention I got farther than Cody in two tries."
"Beth makes another point," Harold said with a nod.
"Who's side are you on?" Tyler asked defensively.
"Neither, I am only pointing out you both make good points," Harold said as he stood up. "I think it's time to sleep. You never know what Lewis might throw at us tomorrow, and it's best if we're all well rested."
Once Harold was asleep, Bridgette decided to make a move. "You know, next time we lose, we should vote off Harold."
"Why would we do that soldier?" Brick asked.
"He's smart. He may be a threat when the merge comes. Don't we remember in season two when he actually got to the merge?" Bridgette pointed out.
"I can think of better ways to vote," Tyler mumbled, eying Beth.
"I say we not worry about it till the next elimination," Brick said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I would like some beauty sleep." Brick bent over his bed and flicked on a nightlight as Tyler turned off the lights.
"Do you have to keep that on?" Beth grumbled.
Brick smiled and said, "Yes, unfortunately. I'm terrified of the dark. I can't sleep without it on."
What a wuss Beth thought as everyone but the obvious fell asleep.
Confessional: We all have weakness. Mine is the Wardrobe across the hall.
Harold: That sleep was just what I needed. Too bad I dreamt about ninjas though. Those guys are just bad news.
Beth: Ugh, all these guys are so annoying! I would almost rather jump in a pit of bugs than deal with these guys. Almost.
Tyler: Beth is starting to bug me. She seems a bit… I don't know. Meaner? That said, maybe if I ask her what's bugging her, she'll be back to her old self? You never know until you try.
Brick: Last season, the dark was my downfall. I'm still pretty scared of it, but I'm sure Lewis won't force me to do a challenge if I'm too uncomfortable.
Bridgette: I think I'll fall back on Tyler tonight. I don't know what I would do being separated with guys for an extended period of time. I would hate it.
"One loss does not mean defeat," Val said. "I do believe that we will rise above our afflictions tomorrow."
Noah glanced up with a glare and said, "You know Val, I remember that it was just you and me left. I remember that I got caught before you did. But I can't remember how."
Val looked at Noah and both seemed to connect for a split second. Val then smiled and said, "Ah, a slight mishap. I was running too fast and you slipped off my leg. I was about to go back, but Slenderstine got a hold of you. I tried to make a break for the control room, but she caught up with me before I got a chance."
"Ah, don't worry Val! It's not your fault you got caught!" Izzy said with a grin.
"Yeah, it's cool dude. Better than getting caught first like me," Geoff said.
Dakota glanced over at Noah to see that he was pondering something. Val started to look that way to so she decided to change the subject. "So, Courtney, glad you got rid of Jo?"
"Sure, whatever," Courtney grumbled. "I wish Gwen wouldn't be immune! Then she would finally get what she deserves!"
"Calm down, we'll vote her off next time," Val said, slightly irritated.
"But I want her gone now! Why is this such an injustice?!" Courtney screamed, making everyone cringe.
"Don't worry, she will. I'll make sure we have enough votes," Val claimed. Everyone decided to head to bed around that point. Everyone except Val, who snuck out a few minutes later.
Confessional: Someone has major hate on Gwen.
Geoff: Val is one cool demonic dude. I wonder if he could control the weather. That way, hail could no longer exist.
Izzy: Noah needs to lighten up a bit. Val's fine. Anything that happened yesterday was an accident. All I remember are those octopus tentacles grabbing me. And I hate octopi! But whatever!
Dakota: Maybe Noah has the same suspicions about Val that I do. But I don't have any proof that he agrees, so maybe I should keep it quiet. I hate lying to people, even if I don't mean to. Even if it's fake lying when people tell you to lie in front of people for laughs makes me nervous.
Courtney: Gwen! It's all your fault! I blame you for everything! Including for the invention of green jelly!
Noah: Hmmm… I have the impression to say I despise crowds. Don't know why I'm telling you this, I just can.
Vallowsmeir: I needed a walk. I'm starting to fear that I am getting expected. But it's no worry for me. Besides, they are humans. They stand nothing against demons! Now, I figure I should trigger another dream connection, but I can't focus at the moment. Maybe walking will calm me.
(Scott)
Scott had made his way up the Gold Hall, walking toward Dawn's room. He was contemplating what he was going to do when he reached the room. He knocked on the door and stood aside.
"Hey, Dawn, I need to talk to you," Scott said in Lewis's voice. He stood aside, waiting for the poor girl to come out. When the door opened, Scott smirked and opened his mouth to speak.
"Hey Lewis, Dawn went up to your quarters," someone said as they walked out of the room. Scott suddenly back up in fear, since it was not Dawn but Mike who turned around and saw him. "Wait a sec, aren't you supposed to…" but Mike never finished that thought as he suddenly crumpled and fell to the floor.
"What the #$%?" Scott asked. Standing behind Mike was Val, who held the wrench Cameron dropped off in the hall earlier. Val's facial expression was a combo of pure anger and curiosity.
"I would ask you the same thing," Val said. "But let's call it a draw. I'll let you off if you don't mention I knocked out Mike. But we'll have a chat about this later."
Scott took that as a sign that Val was giving him a chance to leave. Scott made a run for it while Val scooped up Mike and went to place him back on his bed.
Confessional: The role has been changed!
Scott: So Val isn't as nice as he claims. While that is convenient, he knows I'm not a cripple. But he seems to consider me as a game piece, and I doubt he'll remove me without knowing the risks.
Vallowsmeir: This is the twist I needed! Scott is one of the most twisted players this game has ever seen! If I can get him to ally with me, then I have a chance of completely irradiating the human race! My plan is coming together perfectly! This is what I needed since yesterday was so #$% up!
(Mike's Subconscious)
Inside poor Mike's head, Chester, Svetlana, and Manitoba were all gathered around an imaginary table playing cards. They were focused on their game when suddenly Mike's mind shook.
"Crikey, what was that?" Manitoba asked.
"Svetlana don't know. She will check it out," Svetlana said and she jumped off, leaving the other two alone.
"Dag nabit! Why can't Mike keep his mind from moving?" Chester grumbled.
"Calm down mate. I'm sure Svetlana will handle it," Manitoba assured him.
"Yo, yo, yo," said a deep voice, sending shivers down both men. "Guess whose back in the crib?"
"Darn it," Chester grumbled.
Suddenly, there was a bunch of evil laughter, surrounding Mike's mind. "Oh, indeed. Let the constant nightmare begin!"
(Lewis's Living Quarters)
Dawn had reached Lewis's quarters and knocked. A few seconds later, Lewis opened the door and smiled. "Come in. I was just finishing up tomorrow's preparations." Dawn walked in to see Lewis in his robe.
"You wear that thing to much," she said as she sat down on a chair facing the couch.
Lewis chuckled. "You wear what you want during your free time, and I'll wear what I want," Lewis said. "Besides, I don't get to wear it often since Pinkie's not ready to see me in a robe. For some… Pinkie reason. She's off shopping right now, so I get a chance to finally wear this thing."
Lewis reached into his robe pocket and pulled out two cups of tea. He handed one to Dawn, who accepted it. "Let me guess. You want to talk about what I saw when Slenderstine attacked," she said, taking a sip.
"Partially," Lewis said. "And I also wanted to know if you were feeling alright."
"I'm in perfect health, like I was when the show started," Dawn said.
Lewis smiled knowingly. "I know, I know. You know I'm just concerned about your health."
Dawn rolled her eyes, but she gave a small smile. "I'm not a helpless little girl anymore. I can take care of myself."
"You know I know that. But you're too young to go through this by yourself. I know I sound like an overprotective father, but it's hard for me to accept your fine," Lewis said seriously.
Dawn couldn't help but smile. "I love it that you care. I'm sure I can live through this contest without any complications."
Lewis nodded, but he still looked concerned. "Alright, I'll trust that you will alert me if you are having problems. Fat Man will be here in a few days too, just in case." Dawn smiled and drank another sip of tea. Then Lewis asked something that made her choke. "She showed you Leroy, didn't she?"
"How did you guess that?" she asked him, quickly setting her tea on the ground.
"Uncle's tuition," Lewis said with a smirk. "And you always have lines under your eyes when he haunts you. Plus, Slender had a mental tap on Slenderstine the entire time, and he told me."
Dawn sighed. "Can we not talk about Dad? He scares me, even just thinking about him." Lewis cringed for some reason, which caught Dawn's eye. "Something wrong?"
"Nope! Nothing at all!" Lewis said with a smile.
"Your aura is grey," Dawn said.
"Pretend it's not," Lewis said, "Look, I'd love to chat more, but I got another appointment to keep. If something turns iffy, let Slender or I know."
"Alright," Dawn said, slightly baffled. She got up to leave, but when she reached the door, she looked back at her uncle. "Dad isn't coming, is he?"
Lewis looked at his niece carefully. Dawn looked at her uncle, like he was trying to tell her something. But it was soon lost when Lewis smiled. "I will confirm what I know, but deny what I don't," he said mysteriously. Dawn took that as a sign to leave and she walked out of Lewis's quarters.
Confessional: I thought Lewis's aura matched his hair.
Dawn: Lewis is hiding something. Not unusual, his aura is grey most of the time when he doesn't want to hurt those he loves. For those of you who don't know, grey means deception, or lies. But, I'm sure Lewis wouldn't let my Dad come anywhere near me. He knows my feelings toward him, after all.
(Val's Dream)
Izzy was asleep again, and this time, she was in a cabin back on Wawanakwa. She was sitting with Courtney as well. "Hey! Let's party!" Izzy said with a goofy smirk.
Courtney scoffed at this. "How in-dignifying. I'm in a dream with this loser."
"Hey, I'm in a dream too! This like some sort of psychic link!" Izzy said. Courtney rolled her eyes, but then she heard a scream. Both Izzy and Courtney ran outside of the cabin to find the same scene as Izzy's yesterday. This time, Val was on fire crawling toward them.
"Help…" he said before he quickly turned into ash. Both girls looked up to see themselves covered in blood, grinning ear to ear.
Izzy jolted awake, streaming with sweat. She looked around the room to see Courtney and Val, asleep and with grins on their faces. Izzy sighed and tried to go back to sleep.
Confessional: Whoa, Courtney was smiling? That is seriously #$%ed up!
Courtney: That was strange. I had the most #$% dream last night. But the strange thing is, I didn't mind it. Too bad Izzy wasn't dead too, that would have made my night.
Vallowsmeir: It is truly refreshing to witness another person wake up from a nightmare as cruel as mine. Although I won't be doing Courtney again, she enjoyed it too much.
Izzy: (Breathing calmly.) I'm alright. Dakota was right. They are just dreams. I just don't know why I'm having them…
(The Devil's Bargain)
Cody scrambled away from a doorway as it exploded. Unlike the previous contestants, Cody walked up to the actual entrance. In the end, though, he pushed the wrong button.
"That wasn't my desired outcome," Cody mumbled. As he walked toward the exploded doors, an orange key fell and landed on his head. "Ouch! Hey, a key! This must be one of those things that can earn me a Chris Idol."
"Cody!" Chris' voice echoed. "I see you found something. Great! Now get off my ship!"
"Hey, don't tell me what to do! I just got here!" Cody yelled back at him.
When he didn't respond, Cody took that as an excuse to continue onward. However, he didn't go two steps before Chris' voice rang out, "No, I'm serious! Get off or I'll explode you!" Cody scowled but he took off to the connection tube.
Confessional: Annoyingly orange!
Cody: That explosion brought me back to the good old days back in season one where I had to defuse a time bomb. On the bright side, I got a key out of it. I wonder what the others were talking about last night.
(Hall of Banishment)
Lewis was relaxing on a box, his hands behind his head. "I hope the rest don't reveal their fears," he thought to himself. "I don't want to have to follow my contract. But, if I don't say anything, no one can force me to do it. Right?"
"Contemplating your contract?" Dawn asked as she appeared. Lewis turned to find she was accompanied with Tyler and Larry.
"No, no, just wondering if I can host longer than just one season," Lewis lied. "So, you've brought people with you this time?"
"This time? Does she come down her normally?" Tyler asked.
Dawn giggled. "Ever since day one. He back yet?"
"His end is open, so he should be here soon," Lewis said as he opened his end of the tube.
Tyler leaned against the wall while Larry stared off at a wall. Lewis raised an eyebrow at Dawn, who said, "He's still upset over yesterday. Don't bug him about it."
"I may lack a body, but I have ears," Larry mumbled, not averting his gaze.
"And I do not deny you your ears," Lewis said. "Just keep them focused on people who try to help you."
Larry said nothing. Soon after, Cody popped out of the tube. He noticed he had company and smiled. "Hey guys. Want some breakfast? I'm starved." No one argued and everyone turned to leave. Cody slipped Lewis the key as he joined them.
Confessional: Lewis's words make as much sense as SPAM.
Larry: Dawn means well, but she doesn't get it. I'm a villain, and I should just get used to it.
Tyler: Its cool Dawn comes down every day. This show needs cool people like her. Too bad she sides with the chickens, but, I can live with that.
(Mess Hall)
Sadie took a deep breath. "Alright. I'm ready to do it."
"Need any help?" Trent asked.
"No it's fine. If it were helping my fear of masks, then sure. But this is something I'm meant to do alone," she responded.
Mr. Coconut nodded. "She has a point. If it were to help my fear of kitchens, I would totally let you help me. But personal stuff? Not so much."
"Yeah," Trent said. "Same with my fear of the number seven. But this is something you need to do. Go on then."
Sadie smiled as she started to walk over to Katie. But, of course, Courtney walked passed her on her way to her table. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
"N-nothing," Sadie said.
"Good. Stay away from the other team. We don't need a filthy traitor on our team," Courtney snarled, leaving Sadie to sigh in defeat and walk back over to her table.
Confessional: Intercepted!
Trent: Does everyone have to get in her way? She's just trying to connect with her best friend.
Mr. Coconut: Kitchens are worse than Jo. They are filled with weapons meant to kill me. Yeesh!
Sadie: Maybe us being friends isn't meant to be…
Larry sighed as his face was on the table. Everyone at his table just stared, not knowing what they should say. After a few minutes of silence, Shrub came into the room and climbed on top of Larry. He started beat-boxing, making Larry groan.
"Shut up," Larry mumbled.
"What's he saying? I'm trying to figure out his language," Cameron said, pulling out a notebook.
Larry grumbled something unintelligible and then said, "He said something about dropping my misery. Well, it's not that easy. He doesn't understand what I'm dealing with."
"I'm sure he knows more than you think," Dawn said. "When he was helping me, I said the same thing you did. But in the end, he came through."
"Whatever," Larry grumbled.
"Well, now that we're somewhat done, do any of you remember what happened last night?" Mike asked. "I can't remember anything."
"Really? That's odd," Dawn said. "Your aura says your memory is fine. Although… something is wrong with it."
"Really?" Mike asked.
"Yeah, the Mike parts are unchanged, but I can't find Svetlana, Chester, or Manitoba anywhere," Dawn said, squinting at Mike.
Mike frowned. "That is odd. Now that you mention it, I haven't heard them chattering all day. I normally get a bunch of chatter from them, but they have been uncharacteristically silent."
"And two time gold medal champion is…" Cameron tried. Mike looked around, expecting Svetlana to pop out, but nothing happened.
"Well?" Zoey asked.
"Something's wrong! Svetlana always comes out when someone says that!" Mike panicked.
"Figures. You discover meaning and then it's ripped away from you!" Larry grumbled angrily. Shrub beat boxed some more, but all it did was make Larry shake him off.
Confessional: Larry and Mr. Coconut seemed to have swapped roles.
Mike: (Bangs his arm on the wall.) Ouch! That hurt! (He waited a few seconds, then sighed.) No Chester. (Pulls out his fedora from his pocket and puts it on.) Come on Manitoba! Let's go exploring! (Nothing happened, making Mike roll into a ball.) Are they really… gone?
Dawn: I didn't want to worry Mike, but his aura is dark black. It's not controlling all of him, just where his other personalities were. I wonder what it means.
Larry: Shrub should back off! He knows nothing! He should just leave me alone or I'll make sure he does the hard way! Feed him to the nasty things known as rats!
Izzy, like Larry, had her head on the table. Dakota was trying to give her comforting words, but Izzy ignored them. "Leave me alone. I just need to think," she told her.
"What's gotten into her?" Noah asked, reading his book.
"I don't know. She seemed fixed yesterday," Dakota said, looking at Izzy in worry.
"I've learned not to fight it," Val said. "If one needs to sulk in depression, let them." Noah glared at Val but said nothing.
"So dudes, what do you think Lewis will have us do today?" Geoff asked.
"Hopefully something Gwen will pitifully fail in!" Courtney said nastily. Everyone groaned, Val especially.
"I know you want Gwen gone, but could you quit reminding me?" Val asked. "I already made a promise to vote her off."
"When she's gone, I'll stop complaining," Courtney said firmly.
Confessional: At least she knows what she wants.
Dakota: I wonder if Izzy had another nightmare. That would explain her behavior. I'll ask her later.
Vallowsmeir: Maybe fate is trying to tell me something. Maybe that by being constantly annoyed by Courtney's idiocy is a sign that I should vote for her.
A few minutes later, Lewis walked into the mess hall alone. He was smiling and straighten his bow-tie.
"Good morning contestants. Sleep well?" Lewis asked. There was a collective of yeses and Lewis grinned. "Great! In case the heroes haven't noticed, Jo was voted off last night. Anyway, ready for the challenge?"
"No," Noah grumbled, pulling out his book.
"Well, sorry to hear that," Lewis said. He continued, "Today's challenge will take place on my personal holodeck. The program we'll be using is something I threw together. Before we get to that, let's go over the Helper Boxes. Zoey, your turn."
"A," she called. Lewis pulled out two boxes from inside his suit pockets and threw over the box to her and box B to Noah. Zoey opened her's to find an old fashioned camera and Noah reluctantly opened his to find sixteen keys.
"I'd hate to ask, but what are these?" Noah asked.
"Perception filters," Lewis said, offering no other explination. "Meet us down at Holodeck 3 in ten minutes and we'll begin the challenge."
Confessional: I have both of those!
Noah: Don't know what they're for, but I gave everyone one. Not like they'll help.
Dawn: Camera? Perception filters? Oh no, Lewis's working on his bucket list. This can't be good.
(Holodeck)
Everyone had made it down to the holodeck and walked inside. Inside the holodeck, it was a small town square with several people in it. They seemed to be in a park. "Welcome to your challenge: photobombing," Lewis said.
"Excuse me, but how can you make that a challenge?" Courtney scoffed.
"Magically," Lewis said with a smirk. "Like a said before, today's challenge is photobombing. I figured out how to do it when I was messing around with the programs. Throughout the program, a lot of people will be taking pictures. It's set at random, so even I don't know when a picture is taken. Your goal is to get a picture of your selves in someone else's photo. I will judge you on the amount of people in the photo and the quality of the photo. I'll come and fetch you in a few hours. Any questions?"
"What do you mean quality?" Cody asked.
"Poses, what you photobomb, whether you got it digitally or old fashioned," Lewis answered.
When no one had any other questions, Lewis smiled. "Alright then, go ahead and get started." Everyone ran off in separate directions as Lewis turned to the camera. "So, who will win the challenge? Who will lose? And who will get voted off? Find out after the break!"
Confessional: The author is almost 100% sure no other story in the Total Drama fandom has a photobombing challenge.
Tyler: What kind of challenge is photobombing? I'm more equipped for physical challenges, but as long as we win, I won't judge.
Izzy: I love photobombing! I have an entire scrapbook of all the guys I've photobombed!
Sam: I wonder if there's a computer around here somewhere. Maybe I can digitally photoshop something.
Alejandro: I can dominate this challenge! I may be bad at photobombing, but I can look good while doing it. I'm not showing off, I'm just making a point that I can possibly avoid getting betrayed by Duncan.
Larry: How am I supposed to function in a stupid challenge like this?! Ugh! This day is just so stupid! Hopefully we lose so I can vote off someone off who is weak.
Vallowsmeir: I need to win today. Why? I figured I would confront Scott in two days from now to plan how I'll handle him. He may be undercover, but he made some enemies last season who may still hold a grudge. Time will tell.
Next Time: The contestants take photos and Pinkie has an outing with one of her friends (while running an errand for Lewis). Lewis gets an interesting phone call that could change the game at a later date. Also, something drama inducing happens. One team loses and someone gets voted off.
