Disclaimer: I do not own the Total Drama series, nor any references. Is it really necessary to say this at the beginning of every chapter?
Author's Note: I'm beside myself with glee, because now I know my fanfic's finally good enough to be flamed by FLAME RISING HIMSELF! WOOOOOOO!!!!!
TDA: My Way
Episode 9: Running on Time
"There ya go, Chris." Owen held up a video camera proudly. "This camera contains footage of Lindsay from last episode, Page 4 Line 9 to Page 8 Line 23."
Chris hugged the video camera. "Thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!!!" Chris then noticed he was on camera. "YOU SAW NOTHING! Right?"
"Nah, I'm pretty sure they saw everything," Owen replied.
"…Last time on Total Drama Action, the campers went fishing for SHARKS!"
A clip of the campers getting in the boats was shown.
"But who the heck CARES?! Did you see those things on Lindsay's chest? I mean really, she's my favorite camper now!"
A clip of Lindsay walking was shown.
"And Ethan WOULD BE my second favorite camper…"
A clip of Ethan casting a spell on Lindsay was shown.
"…If he didn't make her dry-clean only!"
A clip of Lindsay's chest shrinking was shown.
Chris cried. "It's too painful to watch! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Owen pushed Chris to the side. "Uh, as Chris was saying, thanks to Lindsay suddenly becoming a genius, it seemed the Otters were gonna win immunity!"
A clip of Chris weighing Lindsay's shark was shown.
"However, Izzy turned me on…I mean, won the challenge for the Sparrows when she brought up the biggest shark EVER at the last moment!"
A clip of Izzy standing triumphantly on her shark was shown.
"Due to Lindsay's new intelligence, she realized Tyler was a loser and broke up with him! He took it really hard!"
A clip of Tyler crying was shown.
"At that point, it was obvious who was gonna leave the Hollering Otters at the marshmallow ceremony. Girlfriend-less Tyler became the eighth camper to walk the Dock of Shame!"
A clip of Tyler turning his back on Lindsay was shown.
"Now will Harold and Ethan continue to fight? Will Lindsay ever get back to normal? Will Izzy continue to be sexy? Find out tonight, on Total. Drama. ACTION!"
Ethan was feeling pretty good today. Two of his rivals, Tam and Tyler, have been eliminated recently, and although his manipulation of Lindsay hadn't gone exactly as planned, it still worked. That is, he felt good until he saw his biggest rival staring at him, pointing at Lindsay.
"Fix her. NOW," Harold demanded.
Ethan shrugged. "Whatever are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb. I know you did this to Lindsay, probably the same way you gave Heather those powers!"
"Fine…I'll turn her back to normal. Sheesh!" Ethan took out a book of spells and rifled through the pages until he found the spell he was looking for.
Confessionals
Ethan laughed haughtily. "Harold actually thinks I'm going to turn my puppet back to normal? Yeah right!"
"Aha, here it is!" Ethan pointed at a spell in his book. "Now you're going to have to go away, Hal."
"No way! I'm keeping my eye on you!" Harold pointed at his eye, which was twitching.
"No, I mean you have to go away so the spell doesn't hit you. I don't think you want to look like Lindsay."
Harold frowned. "Okay…" He walked away, but once he was far enough he pulled out a telescope and spied on Ethan.
"NO TELESCOPES EITHER!"
"GOSH!" Harold ran away in a huff.
Confessionals
Harold opened and closed his hand like a mouth. "Hi, my name is Ethan, and I use spells for personal gain and like to lie to people. Not to mention, I take advantage of nerds who like boobies and have an evil girl fetish. Now I'm going to hit myself on the head for fun!" He furiously banged his hand on the wall of the confessional stall.
Harold leaned against the cabin in a huff, when Lindsay ran up to him, looking normal. "Hey Harry, why the long face?"
Harold sighed. "Nice try, Ethan, but I know you've done something nasty to Lindsay. I'm not falling for it!"
Lindsay rubbed her forehead. "Ethan…Ethan…I know I heard that name somewhere! Who was he again?"
Confessionals
Harold cradled his bandaged hand. "Aha Harold, so you thought you could stop me by pretending I was your hand, eh? Now I'm going to brainwash a girl and ruin your sex life! DIE ETHAN!" Harold took a blowtorch and burned his hand.
Harold closed his eyes and meditated. "Ethan…I am not going to be swayed by your attempts to make LeShawna angry with me anymore."
Lindsay looked confused. "What are you talking about? Eden doesn't want that, does he?"
"Yeah, he does."
"No, I'm pretty sure he doesn't. He just wants you dead." Lindsay's eyes glowed red and she took out a rusty chainsaw.
Harold chuckled. "Is that the best you can do?" He quickly karate chopped Lindsay on the forehead, snapping her out of it.
"Whoa…where am I?"
"Back on the side of justice."
Confessionals
Harold glared at the charred remains of his hand. "MUAHAHAHA! NOW YOU'RE DEAD! But so is my hand…Or is it?" He pulled out Ethan's spell book. "Let's see here…how to restore missing body parts…"
The campers walked over to the field, which was covered with an unfinished tarmac track.
Chris took out his megaphone and announced, "Welcome, campers, to the BEST CHALLENGE EVER!"
Noah scoffed, "Best challenge my foot. I'm sure he thinks every challenge is his best."
Harold chuckled. "Better than waterless seadoo? Yeah right."
"Yes Harold, better than waterless seadoo. For you see, today's challenge is a race, across TIME!"
In front of the unfinished track, a wormhole opened.
"Hey! Is that MY temporal wormhole generator you're using?" Mary asked, putting her hands on her hips.
Chris shifted his eyes. "Maaaaaaybe…Anyway, this challenge is simple; race in your teams to each wormhole. Every time you go through a wormhole, you'll end up in a different era, past or future, where you'll have to find the next wormhole. The team who gets all their members to the finish line in present day first wins invincibility!"
Confessionals
"…Okay, I'll admit it: that's a pretty good challenge," Noah confessed. "Chris gets bonus points for messing with Mary's tech."
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"I can't believe that smug little host just STOLE my tech!" Mary screeched. "THAT IS A BREACH OF COPYRIGHT LAWS!"
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Harold sulked. "That's not better than waterless seadoo!"
"Ready to mess with the time stream? GO!" The campers all scurried into the portal, some running faster than others.
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The first era the campers saw was of a prehistoric jungle, filled with big, roaring dinosaurs.
"Alright team, I assume none of you have time-travelling experience, right?" Mary asked, standing defiantly.
"I do." Noah took out a large volume. "It's called 'History Books'."
Confessionals
"Just because Little Miss 'I invent cool stuff' has surfed the time stream before, doesn't mean I'd let her take charge of the challenge," Noah complained. "Everyone on the team has skills to contribute."
"DJ, you're good with animals, right?" DJ nodded nervously as a Brontosaurus stomped past. "Do you think you could coax that Brontosaurus to carry us to the wormhole?" DJ shook his head nervously.
Noah slapped his forehead. "Grow a backbone, man! Brontos are herbivores! Sheesh!"
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"Hey guys, I'm gonna ask this guy for directions!" Izzy scampered up a tree so she could be level with the head of a T-Rex. "Roar roar, rooooooooaaaaaaar? Roar roar roarroar."
Casey gasped. "You can speak dinosaur?"
Izzy yelled down, "No, not really. I'm just roaring randomly in hopes I'm saying something he'll understand." The T-Rex roared mightily and stomped away. Izzy waved. "Roar roar roar!"
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DJ walked up nervously to the Brontosaurus, who was currently grazing. "Uh…Hi Mr. Bronto. Ya'll not gonna eat us, right?"
The Brontosaurus continued to graze, unaware of DJ's presence.
"…Right…soooooo, ya happen ta know where a temporal wormhole is 'round here?"
The Brontosaurus continued to graze, unaware of DJ's presence.
"…Will you tell me for a Bronto Snack?" DJ held up a huge bag of cookies, labeled "Bronto Snacks"
The Brontosaurus started to hop on its rear legs as it clapped its forelegs together. It gobbled up the bag of Bronto Snacks and nuzzled DJ.
DJ petted him back. "Alright! Looks like I've got a new friend!"
Confessionals
DJ sobbed with happiness. "I'm so glad Noah told me I could do it! I never woulda faced my fears without him!" He blew his nose on Bunny.
The T-Rex returned to Izzy, carrying an umbrella.
"You told it to get an umbrella?" Casey asked, incredulous.
Joseph raised an eyebrow. "I thought umbrellas weren't invented yet."
"Roar roar ROAAAOAOAAR!!!!!" Izzy took the umbrella and patted the T-Rex on the head. "Yes! Now I can use this to float to that wormhole!" She pointed to the wormhole, floating about fifty feet in the air in a clearing.
"Well, you may want to hurry, because the Otters are approaching!" Casey pointed at the Otters riding a Brontosaurus.
"SUPERCALIFRAGILISTIC EXPIALIDOCIOUS!" Izzy glided into the wormhole, then threw the umbrella down to the rest of the team.
"Heh, that's going to take forever," Noah remarked. "Good thing Brontos have long necks."
The Bronto extended its neck so it formed a ramp to the wormhole and the Otters ran up it.
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Mary breathed in the dry desert air that now surrounded her. "Ahhhhh, ancient Egypt. I've been here dozens of times!" She led the Otters to a temple. "Cleopatra's my best bud. She'll help us!"
Noah scoffed. "Uh, I think we're about two millennia too early for that."
"And how can you tell this is circa 2000 B.C.E.?"
"Sphinx." He pointed at the sphinx, which had its nose intact.
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"C'mon guys, float faster!" Izzy yelled once Ayami went through the portal.
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The Otters entered the palace. "According to the interior decorations, we're in the reign of Pharaoh Ramses I," Noah surmised, running a finger through the wall.
"Guhhhhhhh…this is purdy…" Edmund picked up a strange stone tablet when a voice boomed.
"Return the slab!"
"EEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!" DJ ran out of the palace, screaming.
"Return the slab, or suffer my curse!"
"Guhhhhh…but it's so purdy…" Edmund whined.
Suddenly, really bad music started to play. "King Raaaaaamseeeeees! The man in gauze, he's no Santa Claus!"
"MY EARS!!!!!" Everyone except for Edmund was on their knees, covering their ears.
"Guhuh! I love this song!" Edmund jumped along to the song.
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Harold popped out of the portal, panting.
"…five, six, seven," Ethan counted. "Good, none of us were eaten by dinosaurs. Now we need to-"
"EEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!" DJ ran past the Sparrows, screaming.
"...Now we need to find the next portal. I also have to erase that from my memory…"
"Knowing Chris, it's probably in a pyramid," Harold guessed, pointing to the Great Pyramids of Giza. "Let's go team!"
Ethan growled. "Oh no, you are not controlling this team!"
"Well, maybe if I did, you'd be eliminated like you should have back at day one!"
"If I recall correctly, it was YOU who didn't jump, lazy pants!"
"You try jumping with crushed nuts!"
"LOSER!"
"IDIOT!" Harold ran off into the largest pyramid, while Ethan headed toward the palace.
Confessionals
Mikey scratched his head. "I thought the challenge was to get the whole team to the finish line. How will that work when Harold and Ethan are splitting up?"
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Ethan glared at the camera. "That is IT! I've HAD IT with that nose-picking, double-crossing, traitorous…"
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"…Two-timing, black haired slimeball…"
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"…With all his stupid wheezing, half his vocabulary is GOSH…"
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"…Evil, manipulative jerk who doesn't give a s&$t about anyone but himself and his 'girl'…"
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"…Lifeless loser who rips off Napoleon Dynamite…"
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"…Lovestruck reject who deserves to rot in an asylum…"
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"BURN IN HELL!"
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"GOSH!"
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"I'm going to lose this challenge on purpose just so HE gets voted out!"
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"I'm going to lose this challenge on purpose just so HE gets voted out!"
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Izzy sighed. "Again with the copy and paste? GET SOME NEW MATERIAL! SHEESH!"
Harold went through a few rooms of the pyramid before reaching the portal. "Okay, so I found the portal…not like idiot Ethan will care."
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Ethan looked everywhere around the palace, but couldn't find any wormholes. "No wormholes here…now I've gotta tell my teammates to get in here! Hehehe!"
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"Whoa, scene break overload!" Izzy screamed.
"HeyIzzywhatare scenebreaksIdon'tsee anyscenebreaksdoyousee anyscenebreaksmaybe theonlyreasonIcan't seescenebreaksis becauseIdon'tknow whatscenebreaksare!"
Izzy took a hammer and pointed to the screen. "Ayami, this is called the fourth wall. It is fun to BREAK!" Izzy smashed the screen with her hammer.
"Whatdidthatdo?"
"It allows us to see the truth; that we are merely cartoon characters being bent against our will by some random TDI fan in a story."
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW…THAT'SSOAMAZING!"
I am getting pissed off, so I wrote that a random anvil dropped onto Izzy.
"YAY PAIN!"
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After a while, the Hollering Otters discovered the portal wasn't in the palace, they went into the pyramid and found Harold sulking next to it.
"Harvey?" Lindsay asked. "Where's your team?"
Harold faced away from the Otters. "Don't care, as long as they're not here."
DJ thumped him on the back. "C'mon man, don't ya wanna win the challenge?"
"No, I want Ethan gone."
DJ shrugged. "Well, alright then. If it means we're gonna win…" The Otters jumped in the portal.
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They found themselves in the middle of an arena, filled to the brim with…
"THOSE GUYS ARE NAKED! MY EYES, MY EYES!" Allison covered her eyes and ran around like a chicken without its head.
"Ancient Greece, home of the Olympics," Noah narrated. "Grecian Olympics were preformed by naked men."
Mary wrung her hands. "Gross! Gross! Disgusting!"
Samuel shuddered. "That can't be good for the skin!"
Lindsay looked around in interest. "These guys look hot!"
Trumpets blared as the Grecian emperor came to view at the top of the arena. "Gentlemen, welcome to the first ever Olympics!" he announced in Greek.
The audience clapped. The Otters didn't understand what the emperor said, but they clapped so they wouldn't stand out.
"Now we will begin our first ever event: the 100 meter dash!" Officials put down chalk lines that led to a second portal. "Our athletes will race to that strange, hole-like finish line while avoiding the deadly lions!"
More officials opened a cage behind the athletes and Otters, which several starving lions pounced out of.
"GAH! IS CHRIS INSANE?!" The campers ran for their lives alongside a group of naked athletes while the lions chased after them.
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A moment later, the Deadly Sparrows entered ancient Greece, with Harold and Ethan gagged and shackled together.
Izzy dusted off her hands. "I don't care how much you two wanna lose this challenge, THE REST OF US WANNA WIN! And the last time I checked, FIVE IS GREATER THAN TWO!"
"Mmf mumum mff!" Ethan protested.
"MUSH!" Harold yelled.
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Noah surveyed the pink trees surrounding the Otters. "According to these sakura trees, we're in feudal Japan, circa 300 C.E."
A group of samurai dropped landed in a circle around the newcomers, fury in their eyes. "You have disgraced our culture by exposing yourself in public!" one grunted in Japanese.
"What the heck's he saying?" a Grecian asked.
"I don't know. I think I'm in some strange dream or something," another told him.
"ROAR!" The starving lions attacked the samurai, giving the campers and athletes time to escape.
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When the Deadly Sparrows arrived, the immediate area was bedlam. Swords were repeatedly clashing with teeth and claws.
"Konnichiwa!" Ayami greeted. The samurai stopped suddenly.
"Ayami, you and your escorts need to leave this area!" One of the samurai took the group and led them inside a palace.
"How'dyaknow myname?" Ayami asked in Japanese.
The samurai looked thunderstruck. "Why, it would be a crime if I didn't know the name of the princess of Japan."
Ayami stared wide-eyed, but the rest of the team was clueless. "What did he say?"
She responded, in English, "HethinksI'mthe princessofJapan IguessIhavean ancestorherewho wastheprincessof Japanthatisso coolI'mroyalty!"
"Order him to hit himself on the head with his sword!" Izzy giggled.
"Awthatsounds funbutIwantthis guyalivesoIcanask himabouttheportal!" She turned to the samurai and asked him, in Japanese, "Heysamuraiguy haveyaseena strangehole-likethingnearbycuz it'sreallyreallyimportant formetofindit!"
"Yes, my princess." He bowed respectfully, then led the Sparrows up the palace.
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Mary squinted at the Grecian athletes. "Okay, you guys either have to put on some clothes or get lost. Now."
One of them shrugged. "What did she say?"
"She was probably complementing your abs."
"Yes, they are most excellent."
Mary sighed. "They're not going to do anything, are they?"
"Hi, I'm an ancient Grecian who knows nothing but fighting," Noah mocked. "Oh no, now all the sudden these kids wearing strange clothing appeared. Now I'm in this field with strange pink trees being attacked by people with squinty eyes. Mary, these guys are obviously VERY confused."
"…Fine. Let's just find that stupid portal."
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"Princess Ayami, I have found what you have requested." The samurai bowed again in front of the portal.
"Yaythankyouso muchyouereally helpedalot!" Ayami gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then dragged the rest of the team into the portal.
The samurai rubbed his cheek. "The princess kissed me…? WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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"Thou must have cometh to slay the dragon!" a knight announced, pointing at the Sparrows with his sword.
Casey replied, "That dependseth; in the dragon's laireth, iseth there a portal…eth?"
The knight looked confused. "Thou speaketh as if a snake hath bit thy tongue."
Casey shrugged.
"Yea, thither is a portal."
"DRAGOOOOOOOOOOON!" Izzy took the knight's sword and ran off to the cave, swinging wildly in front of her.
"…Thou has been hit in thy head once too many and lost thy coconuts."
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The Otters came across the portal in Japan, but the samurai from earlier wasn't too happy about it.
"STOP! Who defiles princess Ayami's palace with your unwanted presence?"
"…Just attack him, guys," Noah suggested. The Grecians shrugged and started beating up the samurai. The Otters went into the portal.
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"WHOA!" The Otters were taken aback when an enormous knight appeared, towering over them all. "WHO ARE YOU?!"
The knight then responded in an unusually high voice, "We are the knights who say NI!"
"Ni?" Mary asked.
"NI!" The knight stuck his face right into Mary's, causing her to fall down in fright.
Noah slapped his forehead. "Chris, you're going to have to do better than using cult classics."
"We, the knights who say NI!, don't know anyone named Chris. As punishment for confusing us, you must get us…A SHRUBBERY!"
Noah raised an eyebrow. "I don't think so. It it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it it."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DON'T SAY THAT ACCURSED WORD!!!!!" The knight's head exploded.
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"IZZY HAS TRIUMPHED!!!!!" Izzy stood on top of the fallen dragon proudly, the knight's sword stuck in its head.
"Wowthathadtobe thecoolestfight I'veeverseenIhope theaudienceat homewillgetto seeit'cuzitwas themostaction packedthingever!" Once again, the Sparrows leapt into the portal.
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This time, the team found themselves in the middle of a dusty, desert town. Suddenly, the clock chimed.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
"DRAW!"
"DUCK!" Everyone ducked as the whizzing sounds of bullets came from overhead.
After five minutes, it was all over. The campers couldn't see much from all the dust that was kicked up, but they did hear some maniacal laughter.
"AHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! You cowpokes think you can take down the fastest draw in Canada? No, the WORLD?!"
The voice sounded feminine for some reason. However, what really freaked out the campers is when the dust cleared.
Casey gaped. "…NO…WAY…"
Mikey gasped. "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!"
Joseph covered his eyes. "ANYTHING BUT THAT!!!!"
The dust cleared fully, revealing a girl who looked exactly like Izzy, except she was wearing a cowboy hat and a cloak. She was also carrying two bags of money in her hands.
"Looks like another successful lootin' by CRAZY THE KID! HEEEHEHOOHOHAHAAAHAA!" She ran off and dove headfirst into a passing locomotive.
Everyone stared at Izzy. "Who…was…THAT?"
Izzy giggled. "That's my great-great-grandma, the most ruthless outlaw in the Wild Canadian West! CRAZY THE KID! My grandma told me stories about her exploits, but I never knew they were all true until today!"
Confessionals
Mikey clutched his head. "No wonder Izzy's so crazy…her family's crazy! Her great-great grandma even named herself Crazy!"
The Otters entered the cave to find a dead dragon.
"Yay! This is easy!" Lindsay cheered. Everyone quickly climbed the rotting corpse except for one.
Samuel shivered. "Ewwwwww, corpse! Dirty, filthy corpse! Disease-ridden, rotting corpse!" DJ went back down, picked up a protesting Samuel, and carried him to the portal.
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The Otters arrived at the Wild West, and could actually see the Sparrows ahead of them, checking out houses.
"Looks like we caught up, guys," Mary whispered. "Let's try to keep quiet, so the Sparrows don't know we're-"
"HOWDY KIDS! Come on in!" A large man bounded out to the alley and showed the campers his house. They then noticed the portal in the backyard.
"Okay," Mary smirked.
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"WHAT ARE YA KIDS DOIN' AT MAH HOUSE?! GO ON, GIT!" The old man threw a shoe at the Sparrows, hitting Ethan square on the forehead.
"MMF!"
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"Hey, Mr…uh…"
"Just call me Jed, kids." The large man waddled over to his pantry and took out something. "You kids like brownies? I've got loads of brownies!"
Mary looked pretty ticked off now. "No thanks, Jed. I just need to know if you-"
"That gunfight was amazing, huh?" Jed munched on a brownie as he took a picture out of his pantry. "Crazy the Kid…quite the woman, she is…"
Confessionals
Noah sighed. "The Sparrows are outside, looking for the portal and Owen's ancestor is just blabbing away to us about how he likes Izzy's ancestor. Repulsive."
Jed sighed. "A wild, untamed beauty like you would never care for an ugly fatso like me…sigh…"
"Right…so can we see your backyard?"
Jed didn't respond, so the Otters just decided to sneak out the back.
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"That's one small step for man…One giant leap for mankind," Neil Armstrong proclaimed as he stepped on the moon.
"Wait…we're on the MOON?" Mary started screaming for help.
"In space, no one can hear you scream," Noah gasped, running out of air. He then saw the portal about ten feet away. "Quick, to the portal before we explode!" The Otters frantically bounced over to the portal, when the Sparrows showed up.
"Mum num yum mmf!" Ethan protested. The Sparrows hopped as fast as they could, to catch the Otters, but it didn't really help anything.
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The Otters found themselves in the middle of an enormous city, filled with shiny white buildings. The Sparrows joined them a few seconds later.
"Ooh, look at this!" Izzy found a tiny device on the street. "It's a scouter!"
"Whatdoesthe scoutersayaboutwhat yearwe'rein?!"
Izzy checked the scouter. "IT'S OVER NINE-THOUSAAAAAAAAAAND! C.E.!!!!!" She crushed the scouter with her hand.
"WHATNINETHOUSAND?!"
"HEY, that's not nice!" a random policeman riding a floating motorcycle shouted. "But who cares? We live in anarchy! YAY ANARCHY!"
"Hey look, future cars!" Izzy pointed at two sleek, shiny white cars without wheels.
Casey grunted. "Oh no, Izzy! You're not thinking of dri-"
"SHOTGUN!" Izzy leapt into the driver's seat of the car.
Mary snorted. "'Shotgun' means the OTHER PERSON is driving."
"Oh…ANTI-SHOTGUN!" Izzy leapt out of the car, then back in.
Before long, the teams were scrambling into the two cars. Izzy gave the Otter driver, Allison, a fierce look. Allison put on a smug grin. Then at the same time, the drivers started their cars, causing them to shoot forward and into the air with no emissions.
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ayami cheered.
"GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" DJ screamed.
"MMMMMMMFFFFFF!" Ethan and Harold mumbled.
Edmund stuck his head out the window like a dog.
Confessionals
Ethan sighed and massaged his forehead. "Give Izzy a pencil and she'll cause genocide. Give her a CAR, and I don't even wanna know how much destruction would occur."
"HEY GUYS, WANNA SEE IF I CAN GO THOUGH THAT HOOP?!!!" Izzy screamed, pointing ahead at the donut logo of the building ahead.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" the entire team pleaded.
"OKAY!!!!!" Izzy pressed on the gas and headed straight for the hoop. Everyone closed their eyes, and even the Hollering Otters were freaking out about their opponents' safety.
Confessionals
"I'm not attending her funeral," Noah announced.
The car was traveling so fast, it looked like it disintegrated when it touched the donut logo. Allison stopped her car, gaping. "…She actually did it."
"I knew that girl was crazy, but DANG!" DJ shouted in disbelief.
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Chris watched the whole thing on the video screen, as Chef and Owen looked over his shoulders. "Hahaha! This challenge is AWESOME!" The three personnel heard a loud crash behind them, and they turned to find a broken car past the finish line, with several burnt campers strewn about.
"That was great…do it again…" Izzy's eyes rolled around once before she fainted.
"…Owen! Did you put the last portal in the donut?" Chris asked sternly.
Owen shrugged. "What? You shouldn't place portals when you're hungry!"
"You're always hungry, Owen." Chris turned on the microphone next to him and announced, "The Deadly Sparrows win!"
Some of the Sparrows regained consciousness and cheered. Harold and Ethan, however, faced away from each other.
Chris looked back into the video screen. The Hollering Otters' car was just floating there. "Owen, could you get those guys back here?"
"Right away, boss!" Owen pressed a button on the temporal wormhole generator and the Hollering Otters phased back to the present.
Allison got out of the car and shook her hair out of her face. "Hey Chris, did you bring us back because the other team died?"
Chris chuckled. "No no no, I brought you back because the other team WON!"
Allison's jaw dropped. "WHAT?!"
Confessionals
Ayami bounced on her seat. "Izzy'sinsanity recklessnessand lackofconcernfor safetywonusour secondchallenge inarowshe's SOCOOL!"
Campfire Ceremony…
Chris held up the usual platter of marshmallows in front of the apprehensive Otters. "Six marshmallows on the plate, and seven of you. Do the math."
"Uh, Kiss? I don't like math!" Lindsay complained.
Chris slanted his eyebrows. "It's Chris-oh never mind. First marshmallow goes to…Lindsay."
"Yay!"
"Next is…DJ."
"Phew…" DJ thought he heard really bad singing off in the distance, but shook off the feeling.
"…Allison…"
Allison picked up her marshmallow and hugged it.
"…Edmund…"
"Guhuh!"
"…Noah…"
He nodded and popped the marshmallow in his mouth.
"Campers, we're down to the final marshmallow!" Chris darted his eyes between a sweating Mary and a shivering Samuel. "Mary? Or Samuel? Whose life on this island has been spared tonight?"
Confessionals
Allison put her pen to the voting slip, but didn't write anything down. "Wow, this is really difficult," she admitted. "Mary's a basketcase who ended up knowing a lot less about history than she let on, but Samuel's cleanliness issue may hurt us in the future. He did hold us up in the middle ages when there wasn't anything to stop us!"
"The final marshmallow goes to……………………………………………"
Mary and Samuel gasped when Chris started pointing at them, one at a time. He then put his finger to his chin.
"Hmmmmmm…………………Hmmmmmm……………………I think I'm going to go with…………"
"GET ON WITH IT, MAN!" Allison yelled, her mouth filled with marshmallow.
"…………………………………………………………………Samuel."
Samuel shook so hard, he ended up on the ground. "Wow…seriously wasn't expecting that." He was so relieved he didn't even bother to do any neat-freak activities as he picked up his marshmallow.
Mary hung her head low, and everyone saw some tears drop onto the ground.
"Sorry Mary; the Dock of Shame needs to claim its next victim."
Mary looked up, no longer crying. "Just give me a word with Noah first." She stood up and walked to Noah. "I'm sorry about getting in those stupid fights with you. You're the smartest guy I ever met; you didn't deserve that."
Noah patted her on the back. "You're the smartest girl I ever met."
Mary gulped. "Seriously, if anyone deserves to win this game, it's you. I'm supporting you until the end, Noah!"
"Thanks. That means a lot." Noah nudged her to the Dock of Shame. "I don't think you want to get Chris upset, now do you?'
Mary giggled. "No. No I do not!"
"BEEP! BEEP!" Mary looked down, and to her delight, saw Lou whirring around her legs, back to normal.
"Thanks Chris…" Mary walked the Dock of Shame, Lou behind her towing her luggage.
Next time, on Total Drama Action…
This night isn't silent…because Chris is invading the campers' dreams.
"HAHAHAHOOHOOHOO…" Chris wiped a tear from his eye. "Man, that's a good one! Oh, and by the way, you're dreaming, Noah."
And what amazing dreams they are…
"He's making a ship in a bottle. How inventive!"
And intelligent…
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the dress on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
And profound…
The music started. "Because…I like big butts and I cannot lie!"
You won't wanna miss a thought, on Total Drama Action.
Author's Note: "Sleepy Time" is one of my favorite Spongebob episodes. Bite me.
