Chapter 10 is finally done and out. I guess I was wrong about having more time to write. Numerous factors including another story I have started had slowed this down a bit.
I'll try to get the story back to a chapter a month rather than having all this time between chapters.
I do not own any of the characters or ideas presented in this story.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy this long awaited chapter.
The episode opened with Chris standing on the dock, smiling as always. "Last time, on Total Drama Island." he started the introduction. "Our campers became the hunters and the hunted." The scene of Chris splitting the two teams into the deer and hunters was shown. Scott looked visibly upset about being a deer while most of the hunters smiled as they got their weapons. "Max failed to do anything worthwhile," Max was shown first getting attacked by the racoons, then being attacked by Eva. "Samey had a close encounter with the bear kind," Sammy was shown in the bear cave before running away screaming. "And both Leonard and Tyler dropped the ball hard." Leonard was seen getting chased by Beardo while Tyler was seen being shot in the back by Anne Maria. "The Gophers lost and it came down to the two paint-covered members. Be it an actual curse or just superstition, Leonard was sent packing." Leonard was seen walking towards the boat.
The shot returned to Chris on the dock. "Finally his annoying spells are gone!" Chris commented. "Who will fall? Who will rise? And most importantly who will be going home on tonight's exciting episode of Total, Drama, Island!" he threw his arms into the air and the intro began.
(Intro)
The episode reopened showing an aerial shot of the two cabins before zooming in on the Gopher's cabin. An inside view showed the girl side where both Lindsay and Sierra slept but Scarlett sat awake and Jasmine was absent.
Scarlett sat writing something in a journal when Jasmine entered the room. She quickly hid it and looked up at the giant. "Enjoy your night out?" Scarlett asked her but didn't really sound interested in the topic.
"I just don't really like sleeping in the cabins." Jasmine told her while trying to keep her voice low for the other two sleeping beauties. "What were you doing there?"
Scarlett glared slightly at being caught. "Notes. On the sleeping patterns of the other girls." she answered less than truthfully.
"Huh, that's a bit weird." Jasmine looked at her strangely.
"We all have our quirks, don't we? I write about sleeping patterns, you sleep in trees."
"Fair point." Jasmine acknowledged her own strange habit.
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Scarlett - Scarlett sat with the notebook she had been writing in. "While studying sleeping patterns may indeed be an interesting indeavour, I lied about what is inside this book. I'm no idiot and wouldn't write anything important in there but it helps me stay sane."
Jasmine - "I could tell Scarlett was being less than honest about that journal of hers." she tapped her chin in thought. "I'm not about to go snooping, could just be she's embarrassed about writing a diary."
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The following scene showed the campers in front of Chris on the beachfront. "Morning campers!" he greeted them. "Today's challenge will test your minds," he pointed to his own head. "Your teamwork, and your skills in the kitchen." he pointed at them before putting his hands to his hips. "You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me, for tasting. The winners get a reward, the losers say sianara to one of their own."
The camera zoomed in on the campers faces as he continued talking. "Each team will appoint a head-chef to create the theme of the meal and oversee the cooking." Topher's interest peaked while Tyler didn't look too sure about the concept. "To cook, you need ingredients." the camera returned to Chris. "Every morning, we graciously get airdropped a shipment of ingredients." he pointed up to the sky.
The campers looked up themselves and saw nothing. "Where's the food?" Anne Maria asked.
"Wait for it." Chris told her. "Oh, and some of you may want to move back." they looked confused but heard a plane fly overhead. A giant metal box fell from the plane and towards the campers. Beardo watched as it fell and gave it a comedic falling sound effect. Scott and Eva had to jump out of the way of the box impacting the sand beside them.
"That could have killed me!" Scott shouted in shock.
"That's why I said to stand back." Chris shrugged. "Any bodily harm was on you."
"How come I've never seen or heard this drop before?" Jasmine asked him.
"Okay, I'll be the first to admit, we usually get the shipment by boat but I thought it would be a lot more fun to drop it from the sky this challenge."
The camera switched to show an inside view of the box as it was opened. Tyler and Sierra peered over into it. "Oh, man it's brutal in here!" Tyler winced as he looked at the food.
Sierra leaned in and picked up a squashed orange. "I guess we could always just do orange juice."
An outside shot revealed that the opening to the box was on the top instead of the side due to the weird angle it dropped it. The two teams crowded around, trying to look inside the metal box. "Do we need to grab everything now or is it safe to leave out?" Cody asked the host.
"It's a refrigerated shipping container that fell from the sky. It should be fine." Chris told him before walking away leaving the two teams to get their ingredients.
"Alright, does anyone have cooking experience?" Jasmine asked her team. Both Topher and Sierra raised their hands.
"I think it's obvious that I should be the head chef," Max spoke up. "No one else holds the qualifications."
Topher walked over to him and chuckled. "We're going to need someone with actual experience this time." he put a hand on his shoulder. "You don't really look to be the type."
"Do not touch me you vermin! I should be the head chef I called it!" Max slapped away Topher's hand in anger.
"Easy, can't we discuss this?" Sierra tried to reason with him.
"No, I will not stand for this treason!" he turned to Scarlett. "You! New minion, tell them why I should be head chef."
Scarlett glared at the short fellow. She leaned over to Topher. "Just let him have this if we lose he goes home." she whispered to him.
"Fine." Topher shrugged. "Have it your way." he turned to Max. "So, head chef," he spoke while doing air quotes with his fingers. "What are we doing?"
Max smiled smugly. "Well, I was thinking of doing a traditional french assortment, perhaps with a modern touch on things."
Topher looked dumbstruck. "Wow, I guess I had you wrong."
"Of course you did!" Max yelled at him, returning to his childish attitude. "Now take inventory! I need to know what we have to work with!"
On the Bass side of things, they were having trouble thinking of a theme. "I'm just saying, if we can round up a couple rats, we'll have an amazing stew." Scott was explained to his team.
"For the last time, we're not giving him rat stew!" Anna Maria yelled at him. "Although it would be funny." she admitted afterwards.
"I don't see you pitching any ideas." Scott crossed his arms in anger.
"What about Italian? Happy with that?" Anne Maria suggested.
"Of course the jersey girl would suggest Italian." Scott rolled his eyes.
"Do you want to get beat?" Anne Maria threatened him. "Because I will not hold back on kicking your butt."
While the two continued to yell at each other the other team members watched. "I've got money on Anne." Noah bet to Cody. "She'll use her hairspray as tear gas, watch."
"Shouldn't we try to stop it?" Cody asked him. "We kind of need both of them conscious for the challenge."
"Don't worry, I got this." Beardo spoke up. He cleared his throat and made a loud boat horn sound causing everyone around them to stop and clutch their ears.
"What was that for?" Scott yelled at him.
"To make sure you two don't kill each other." Noah spoke for Beardo. "Anyway we still need an idea and I'm not much for cooking."
"What if we-" Sammy began before being interrupted.
"How about Mexican?" Beardo suggested.
The team just shrugged. "Fine, whatever." Scott told him. "Now, who's going to be the head chef?"
"Maybe I-" Sammy tried to speak again but was once more interrupted.
"I'll do it." Eva volunteered.
"Do you know anything about Mexican cuisine?" Noah asked her.
"No but I can keep everyone in check." she shot a glare towards the two troublemakers, Scott and Anne Maria.
"Good enough for me." Noah shrugged.
"So what are you waiting for? Go get ingredients!" Eva ordered her team.
"But we don't know what we're making." Cody responded.
"That doesn't matter, just go get stuff so the other team doesn't!" she barked at him.
Everybody but Eva and Noah began to run towards the food, lest they anger Eva more. Noah just stood and let out a small laugh. "You do have a certain way with people."
"That includes you." she stated.
Noah rolled his eyes. "Whatever." he moved over to join the others in getting the ingredients.
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Sammy - She sat awkwardly inside the confessional booth. "I kind of wanted to take charge for a change. Amy always has me making her food whenever our parents are out and I really thought I could do something for my team!" she sighed. "I guess not."
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The scene had switched to show the Gopher team inside the kitchen with various crates and packages packed with food. They threw it onto the table and Max walked over with his arms behind his back. "Boost me." he commanded. The others looked confused but Scarlett just passed over a stool which he used to increase his height and have a better view on the food.
"So, what are we making?" Topher asked. "I can make a killer souffle."
"Silence!" Max commanded once more. All was silent as he continued to look over the food. "Although, a souffle doesn't sound too bad. We'll also make a beef based dish, maybe a stew." he turned to face Tyler. "You! Do we have any snails?"
"Um, Snails? I doubt Chris got snails for us." Tyler told him.
"I didn't ask if you doubted if we have them, I asked if we have them." Max raised his voice towards the jock. "Go and check, now."
Tyler sighed. "Alright." he left the kitchen to return to the beach.
"Now, we have six people, other than myself, to work on three dishes. I assume you can all do basic math." Max raised an eyebrow to the group as if to pose a question.
"Of course!" Lindsay smiled. "Wait," she looked around and counted everyone except for Max. "We only have five people."
"Plus Tyler." Jasmine reminded her.
"Oh, right!" Lindsay nodded in understanding.
"So, everyone buddy up." Max said almost cheerfully.
"I'm so picking Tyler!" Lindsay said out loud to the group.
Jasmine put a hand on her shoulder. "Actually, I was thinking we could work together for this challenge, what do you say?"
Lindsay looked sad for a moment as she thought between the two options. She could either work with Jasmine or wait for Tyler. "Okay!" she quickly forgot about Tyler.
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Jasmine - "It's not that I don't trust Lindsay to do well but honestly, she's not the sharpest koala in the tree."
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"I can help with the dessert." Scarlett volunteered. "I assume you're working on it?" she asked Topher.
"Of course! Man, I'm going to make a souffle Chris will die for!"
Sierra took a brief look around. "I guess that leaves me with Tyler."
The camera panned over to the Bass who shared the kitchen with the Gophers but had there own side and equipment. They had a bunch of fruits and veggies set out and Eva was looking through them. The others waited around for her order. "So, what are we making?"
"I thought we agreed on Mexican food?" Cody quickly asked.
"I meant for dishes." Eva glared at the small boy.
"Shouldn't you tell us?" Scott snarkily added. "You're the head-chef here."
"I've already said, I don't know much about Mexican food." Eva admitted.
"They why did you agree to it?" Anne Maria began to get angry as well.
"We are so doomed." Cody shook his head in defeat.
"Um, guys-" Sammy once more tried to get the attention of the group but was ignored as they continued their arguments.
"We need someone who actually knows what they are doing! Which should be me!" Scott protested.
"We already agreed that I will lead." Eva pointed to herself while leaning in threateningly to challenge Scott.
"Well, I want a revote, you are clearly not head-chef material." Scott matched her glare.
"Oh, and you are?" Eva barked. "You were suggesting we feed Chris rats!"
"It's a legitimate form of food." Scott argued.
"Guys!" Sammy yelled out a bit louder than she intended. Everyone stopped what they were doing including the Gopher's who now looked over from their side of the kitchen. She noticed all eyes were on her causing her to blush and nervously rub her arm. "Maybe I should be the head-chef?" she suggested.
"And what makes you qualified?" Scott asked her.
"I'm used to cooking for Amy. I know a lot of dishes." She explained.
"I say let her have it." Beardo stood up for her. "Beats everyone else arguing over it, besides she says she has experience." Sammy gave him a small smile in thanks.
"Fine." Anne Maria shrugged quickly followed by murmurs of agreement by both Eva and Scott who both sounded as if they didn't want to agree but were forced to.
"Then it's settled," Cody spoke up. He turned to ask their new head-chef. "What are we making?"
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Sammy - "Wow!" she exclaimed, smiling at the camera. "It felt so good to finally stand up for once!" she quickly lost her smile and looked worried. "But if I mess up they will probably vote me off." she sighed. "This is going to be a lot harder than I thought."
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Sammy thought for a second and tapped her chin. "Maybe we do something a bit easier since we don't really have the experience for Mexican food."
"And what would that be, Thanksgiving dinner?" Noah quipped.
"Actually, that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Sammy agreed with him.
"It's in the middle of the summer, why Thanksgiving?" Anne Maria sounded confused. "Where would we even get a turkey?"
"I think I might have seen some." Cody thought out loud. "Either that or just really big chickens."
Eva nodded. "You go get the turkey," she pointed at Cody. "You two work on dessert," she pointed at Anne Maria and Scott, I'll work with Noah and you'll get Cody." she finally tilted her head in Cody direction while looking at Beardo.
"Um, I was thinking something different." Sammy spoke up once more.
It was Eva's turn to roll her eyes and grit her teeth. "Fine, what are we doing then?"
"Well, we should keep the uh, problematic people away from each other." she gave a glance towards Scott and Anne Maria but was too scared to look them in the eye. "Does anyone have any preference on who they would like to work with?
Noah took a few steps closer to Eva. "I think I speak for both of us when I say I may be the only partner she won't kill in anger." he pointed behind him at Eva.
"I can do desert." Cody offered. "I think I can make a pumpkin pie if we have the pumpkin of course."
Scott pondered by himself for a moment before speaking up as well. "I'll help you with that." he grinned.
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Scott - He chuckled to himself. "My plan here is simple, Cody is getting on my nerves a bit and he's always hanging around my lackey, Samey. It's a good time to scout out if he's really alliance material or if he needs to get the boot."
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"I guess that leaves me with the soundbox guy." Anne Maria raised an eyebrow but didn't voice any complaints.
"I really do like the pie idea, and the turkey should be a given. I don't think we serve the entire turkey though, we could try something a bit more reasonable. For the third dish, we could always do a Thanksgiving side dish, maybe ." Sammy gave her thoughts on the current meal plans.
"What do you mean by side dish? Mashed potatoes? Biscuits and gravy? An assortment of vegetables?" Noah questioned her.
"We could always do a baked potato or something." she suggested.
"Are we serving him Thanksgiving dinner or carnival fare?" Noah deadpanned.
"A casserole?" she pitched another idea.
Beardo made two loud dinging noises to tell her she got it. "I'm also going to add that, if we're making turkey we might want to get started now."
Sammy nodded. "Alright, so it's Scott and Cody on dessert, Noah and Eva on the turkey, and Beardo with Anne Maria on the casserole."
"Let's get to it." Cody nodded.
The camera switched back outside with the refrigerated box stuck in the ground. Tyler walked up and noticed a few small squirrels were trying to get inside. "Hey, shoo!" he waved his arm at them to scare them off. He once more opened the container to look inside. Food was piled on the bottom and it was quite a mess. He lowered himself into the container and looked around but couldn't find what he came for. "Where would snails be kept?" he looked through a few boxes and found some broken eggs and a couple of cabbage heads but no snails.
A tapping from outside got his attention. The sound followed up the container until he looked up and saw Eva jumping the brim of the opening. He gave a small scream as she landed on him. She looked confused and looked down to see she had landed on top of Tyler. "What are you doing here?"
"Getting snails." Tyler groaned.
Eva stepped off of him and took a look around. She quickly found a turkey and picked it up. "Hey, Noah!" she yelled from the inside. The sound resonated off the walls and caused Tyler to cringe in pain.
"You find it?" Noah's muffled voice was heard from the outside.
"Get ready to catch." Eva threw the turkey over the top of the container. The camera followed and showed Noah's eyes go wide as he couldn't react in time. The turkey hit him square in the chest and knocked him over.
Eva climbed out with a few other ingredients including a pumpkin. She walked past Noah as he was trying to catch his lost breath. "Stop laying around, we don't have all day."
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Noah - "While she may not kill me in anger, manslaughter is still very possible." he deadpanned.
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Back in the kitchen, the three people returned to their respective teams. Tyler walked up awkwardly to a waiting Max. "Where are the snails?" Max asked him.
"There wasn't any." Tyler told him.
Max's face contorted in anger. "No snails? How can we make escargot without snails?" he yelled. He took a deep breath. "Whatever, we're doing a cheese dish instead. At least you brought me my chef's hat." he held out his hand.
"Your what?" Tyler sounded confused.
"My chef's hat. I am the head chef after all." Max smiled, full of himself. "Now, hand it over."
"You never asked me to get a chef hat."
"Can't you do anything right!" Max yelled once more. "Go out there and get me a hat right now, minion!"
Scarlett approached the two. "I don't want to undermine the importance of your hat but we need his help to make the dishes."
"He can help later, I'm the head chef I say what goes." Max whined.
He received a glare from Scarlett and a tired look from Tyler. "Fine, I'll do it." Tyler sighed as he left the kitchen.
Max smiled in his victory. He noticed Scarlett still standing beside him. "What are you doing? Go make food!"
Scarlett rolled her eyes and returned to help Topher.
Sierra was still by herself waiting for what to do. She saw Max approaching. "Did we get the snails?"
"No, we did not. Tyler has failed us and his failure will not be forgotten." Max spoke with authority. "We will be doing a cheese platter now, get to it."
He left before she could say anything.
Over on the Bass' side of things, Noah struggled to get the turkey over to the counter but finally managed to drop it off.
Eva moved over and eyed him. "So, how do we make a turkey?"
Noah shrugged. "Don't ask me. I'm usually hiding away during the annual fill the house with people you tolerate event."
"It can't be that hard." Eva unwrapped it and looked at it with confusion. She moved around to get different angles of it. "We just put it in the oven?"
"Maybe we should ask our resident food expert." Noah pointed at Sammy.
Eva stopped and picked something up. "No need." she pulled out a recipe book.
"That's convenient." Noah commented.
"It's a kitchen. Chef was bound to have one of these somewhere."
"You think Chef actually follows recipes?
Eva opened the book and turned the pages until she found one for a turkey. "Step one, remove the feathers from the bird."
Noah looked at the turkey. "I'd say skip a few steps."
Eva continued to read. "Here's premade." she read the instructions. "Remove packet from turkey."
Noah looked once more at the turkey. "What packet?"
"It's inside." Eva told him.
"So, you want me to stick my hand up its rear end?"
"That's what it says."
Noah rolled up his sleeve and put his hand in. He cringed slightly at the cold slimy feel of the bird. He pulled out a small packet as well as a few other giblets.
"You washed your hands, right?" Eva asked.
As the two continued on their turkey, both Scott and Cody had already started there pie. Scott was busy carving out the pumpkin for the filling while Cody got everything else ready. "Oh, don't throw out the seeds, by the way, we could roast them for a small snack later." Cody told his partner.
"Right." Scott didn't seem to care too much. "Say, could you pass me a spoon?"
Cody looked up from what he was doing. "A spoon? Sure thing." he grabbed a spoon and handed it to Scott.
Scott very obviously dropped it on purpose. "Oh, clumsy me."
"Don't worry I'll get it." Cody offered. He picked it up and put it on the counter. "You might need a new spoon though."
"It's fine." Scott told him.
Cody looked confused. "Oh, alright then."
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Scott - "I need to put Cody through a few specific tests. First I need to see if he's stupid enough to do as I say. Then I need to see if he's as loyal as a stray puppy."
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Tyler was looking around for a chef's hat he could get for Max. He saw Chris talking to Chef and noticed that Chef still wore his apron and hat. "Hey, Chef." he approached the two.
"What do you want?" the large man asked gruffly."
"I was wondering if I can borrow your hat." Tyler awkwardly asked him.
"My hat?" Chef took offence. "First, Chris lets you all run around in my kitchen now you want to take my hat?"
"It's not for me, it's for Max." Tyler tried to put the blame on someone else as Chef looked to be building a temper.
"I don't care who it's for! Now get out of my sight before I change my mind about letting you use my kitchen." Chef yelled at him.
Tyler quickly nodded and ran away.
The scene returned to the kitchen where Max was eyeing up the other team. He was standing on a stool to get a better view over the counter while at the same time trying to use said counter to hide from the enemy. Tyler walked back into the kitchen and saw Max snooping. "Hey, Max?"
Max jumped in surprise and fell off the stool. He landed on his back in pain. "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm busy!" he yelled at Tyler. He looked up and finally noticed who it was. "Oh, it's you." his voice became softer as he stood up and brushed himself off. "Do you have my hat?"
"About that," Tyler began. "Chef said I couldn't have it."
Max returned to an angry look. "Can't you do anything right? Just go away and work on the food. I'll deal with your incompetence later."
Tyler looked insulted but just nodded and walked off to join the rest of his team.
With them, he joined Sierra who explained fully what they were doing to him. Topher and Scarlett both worked diligently on the souffle while Lindsay was having trouble understanding everything. "So do we like, put it in the oven?" Lindsay pointed at a large pot.
Jasmine shook her head. "No, this is for a stew we're using the stove top for the broth."
"I thought it was an oven." Lindsay was confused.
"We use the oven for the beef roast before cooking it in the stew."
"Why's that?"
Jasmine looked tired with the girl but kept a good attitude. "Just how it is. Now, why don't you chop up those vegetables." she pointed to a few carrots and celery stalks. She turned around before realizing her mistake. "On second thought, I'll cut the vegetables, you mix the ingredients."
"Okay." Lindsay nodded.
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Jasmine - "Working with Lindsay is like working with a child. It feels more like a chore than a group effort."
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As time passed, the two teams worked away on their meals. The Bass had a considerably easier team preparing theirs as Max's surprisingly strict recipes put a large amount of pressure to get things perfect. Noah and Eva were standing around. Eva began to tap her arm with her other hand. "So, what do we do now?"
"What do you mean what do we do? We put the turkey in, now we wait." Noah told her.
"That's it? Isn't there more steps?" Eva didn't sound convinced.
"You can read the book if you want." Noah shrugged.
Eva once more picked up the book and read through it. After the initial set up, there wasn't much to do but wait. "Huh, so we just wait?"
"That's what I've been saying."
Eva didn't look too pleased about waiting around. "Hey!" she called out to their head chef, Sammy.
She moved over timidly. "Yeah?"
"We're basically done here, what else can we do?" Eva asked her.
Sammy pondered for a moment. "Um, how about preparing a few extra things? Like gravy or potatoes to go with the turkey, it can still count as one dish."
"Sounds good enough for me." Eva nodded.
As Eva turned to once more look in the book she caught movement in the corner of her eye. She looked over but saw nothing and just returned to her book.
Where Eva had looked, Max popped up for a second.
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Max - "Look how smug they believe they are! Preparing more food than necessary!" he shouted at the camera. He quickly swapped his anger for a sinister grin. "But their hubris will be their downfall. Once I get my evil plan in motion they will all be begging for mercy!"
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Back on the Gopher's side, Topher was working away on the souffle while Scarlett looked more distracted on paying attention to Max. "Hey, could you pass the sugar?" Topher asked her. He waited a few seconds before looking at her. "I said, could you pass the sugar."
Scarlett finally noticed she was being talked to. "My apologies." she simply stated while handing over the sugar.
"What's gotten into you?" Topher asked her as he continued his work.
"Max is planning to sabotage the enemy team. I want to see how it plays out."
"Why, you think he'll mess up?"
"Without a doubt." she grinned slightly.
"Why don't you help me out here first, then when we're done, we'll both watch." Topher suggested.
"I suppose that is for the best." Scarlett nodded, returning to her passive indifference.
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Topher - "Scarlett is a weird one to me." Topher told the camera. "She acts like a library of knowledge and looks rather calm most of the time but there is something about her which is just... off. I can't really explain it other than that." he tried to explain.
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With the two agreed to finish what they had, they began to work. It wasn't soon after when Max came over himself. "You there." he motioned towards Scarlett. "I'm in need of your assistance."
Topher gave the short fellow an annoyed look. "We're kind of busy at the moment."
"As the head chef, I demand her help immediately." he glared at Topher. "I am the head chef, aren't I?" he taunted.
"Look, I'm giving you a chance with this and so far, you're just being annoying." Topher remarked.
"Do not test my wrath! I may be busy with other rivals at the moment but you can quickly move up that list!" Max yelled at Topher.
Scarlett viewed the argument with boredom. "I should just go with him." she sighed. "It would be easier for all of us."
Topher gave a look of mistrust. "What happened to us finishing the souffle?"
"We have plenty of time to finish. I'd rather spend that time not listening to the two of you argue." Scarlett deadpanned.
"Fine, whatever. Go on to your pointless adventures." Topher turned away from the two and walked away from his station. Scarlett gave him a quizzical look. Topher soon returned slightly embarrassed. "Right, I'm working here."
Max walked away smugly with his head held high. Scarlett followed. "What did you want?" she asked in a more annoyed tone than a curious one.
"I need you to fetch me some supplies." he passed her a list. "These will be crucial to my plan.
Scarlett looked over the list. "I doubt we will find a miniature nuclear fusion reactor here."
"Ignore the first few." Max informed her. "I had a change of plans halfway through the list writing process."
"What is this plan of yours anyway?" Scarlett questioned.
"Simple," Max began. "We're cause a diversion using the giant spider costume when they are running for it, I'll use the pulley system connected to the giant metal claw to snatch their ingredients and hide them away on the roof! It's a perfect plan!" he began to laugh maniacally before stopping in a coughing fit.
"Or, alternatively, you could just steal their ingredients. By hand."
Max looked surprised. "Didn't really think of that. I guess we could try a more mundane method." he waved his hand around. "I still need a distraction, however." he grinned slyly at the girl causing her to sigh in annoyance.
Back over with the rest of the Gophers, Sierra was cutting up various types of cheeses while Tyler organized them on a platter. "Okay, okay." Sierra nodded while looking at what Tyler had done. "I'm thinking we need to add something extra. Knowing Chris, he might just see this as a plate with cheese on it."
"Alright, so what do we add?" Tyler asked.
Sierra looked around. "This will work!" she picked up a few different types of bread. "We can also do a cheese based dip for the bread as well."
"Isn't that a bit too much cheese?" Tyler wondered.
"That's the purpose of the cheese board. To sample different cheeses." Sierra told him. "I think Chris will be happy with what I can make for him."
"Alright, whatever you say." Tyler shrugged. He then turned to look over at Lindsay who was busy working with Jasmine. She noticed he was staring and waved happily. He returned the wave but forget to let go of the cheese that he still had in his hand and ended up dropping it on the floor. "Oops."
"Hey, careful with that!" Sierra scolded him. "We don't have an unlimited supply."
"We do have quite a lot actually." Tyler gestured towards the someone large pile of various cheeses the two were working with.
"That doesn't mean we should be dropping any." Sierra ended her point.
Back on the Bass side of things, Cody was finishing up the pie. "And done!" he proudly stated. "Now all we do is have to cook it and we're all finished."
"Doesn't look half bad, actually." Scott kind of seemed surprised at their work.
"What, you doubt me? Or yourself?" Cody chuckled slightly at his own joke.
"Mostly you." Scott said under his breath so Cody couldn't hear him. He then noticed a small patch of purple moving about. He realized it was Max's hair sticking up as he tried to sneak around. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped and grinned deviously instead.
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Scott - "This could be a very useful situation for me. Max is obviously up to something. I might be able to put the blame on someone else though." he laughed.
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Scott continued to watch Max sneak around when a crash was heard from his side. A glass jar had fallen off the counter near the pair and sauce cluttered the floor. "What was that?" Cody turned around, still holding the pie.
"I think something fell over!" Scott tried to feign ignorance, knowing it was part of Max's scheme.
"That's weird, did we leave it to close to the side of something?" Cody looked confused. Scott just shrugged.
Sammy did come over to investigate. "Oh, no." she looked worried. "I don't think we really needed that sauce, but someone needs to clean it up."
"I'll do it." Cody volunteered. He set the pie down on the counter and moved over.
"It's fine, you two are kind of busy, I'll do it." she told him.
"Nah, Scott and I are basically done, right Scott?" Cody turned to him to confirm.
Scott was pretending not to eye the pie while he waiting for Max to do anything. "Huh? Oh, yeah. We're done."'
"Which means, we can clean it up!" Cody finished.
"Wait, what?" Scott became interested in the conversation. "What do you mean we? You volunteered."
"Well, we are both done, why not? We're still partners for this challenge." Cody explained.
Well, I'm not going-" Scott stopped when a splat was heard. He turned and a small grin formed when he saw the pie that Cody had left was now knocked on the ground. He quickly switched to fake shock as he looked at the pie. "Oh, no!" he exclaimed overdramatically. "The pie! Cody, what did you do?"
Cody was struck with panic. "This isn't good."
Scott moved over and put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, we can make another, we still have time." he was acting overly nice.
"Do we?" Cody asked. "I really don't know if we can start over."
"We need to work fast." Scott told him. He turned to Sammy. "Oh, and you can clean up this mess." he pointed to the glass jar. "Do the pie two while you're at it."
"Sorry about this, Sammy." Cody apologized to her.
"No, it's fine." Sammy assured him. "I'm used to cleaning after Amy, so I'm used to this."
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Cody - "I feel really bad about what happened there!" Cody was shaking slightly. "If we can't finish another pie, we might lose! I'm definitely going home now for sure!"
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Anne Maria was standing by Beardo, leaning against the counter and filing her nails. "Are we done yet?" she asked in boredom.
"We would be if you were helping." Beardo remarked.
"Hey, I don't have a clue how to make a cassorola or whatever." she rolled her eyes.
"Neither do I but I got something called a recipe book." he picked up the book and waved it at her. "Really useful stuff in here."
"Don't talk to me like I'm some sort of child!" she shouted at the human beatbox. "I know what a recipe book is."
"Yo, chill! I'll finish it by myself but you got to stop complaining." Beardo told her. "It's making me go cuckoo." he finished his sentence with the sound of a cuckoo clock.
"Whatever, as long as you finish it quickly." Anne Maria went back to filing her nails.
The shot switched back to the Gopher's side where Max just arrived back to their area. He was attempting to stifle his laughter as he returned alongside Scarlett. "That went perfectly! I would like to see them win with a third of their dishes on the floor!"
"Yes, it was well worth my time." Scarlett rolled her eyes. "If you will excuse me I have a dish to finish myself."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Max brushed her off. "I don't need you anymore."
Just then, Chef peeked his head into the kitchen. "Y'all only got one hour left." he informed them. "Then I want your butts out of my kitchen!"
Noah frowned at the news. "The turkey's going to take a lot longer to cook than an hour."
"So? We turn up the heat." Eva suggested.
"You know it doesn't work like that, right?" Noah questioned her.
Eva shot him a glare. "Of course I do but what other choice do we have? We serve him overcooked turkey or raw turkey."
"I think he'd prefer the one don't doesn't poison him." Noah commented. "I'll turn it up."
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Noah - "I wouldn't be surprised if that thing bursts into flames."
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Max approached Sierra and Tyler as they worked away. "Hmm, how're things going here?" he looked around the platter they prepared.
"Pretty good, we're almost done." Sierra answered.
"Do you have any goat cheese? It would add a fine taste for Chris." Max asked.
Tyler shook his head. "No we-Ow!" he stopped when Sierra kicked him.
"Yes, yes we do." Sierra quickly nodded.
Max smiled. "Good." he walked away and Tyler looked angrily at Sierra.
"What was that for?" Tyler frowned.
"We don't have much time left, do you really want to go on another wild goose chase looking for goat cheese?" Sierra asked him.
"I guess not." Tyler thought. "But that doesn't mean you had to kick me!"
"How about I finish this up and you can go check on Lindsay?" she proposed to him.
"Okay!" he didn't have to think twice. He walked over to Jasmine and Lindsay to see Jasmine was busy doing must of the work while Lindsay was preoccupied with stirring a pot of water. "Hey, Lindsay! How's it going?"
Lindsay turned to see him and smiled. "Hi, Tyler! Janette her has got me working on something very important." she bragged. "So, I like, can't really talk right now."
"No, it's fine." Jasmine spoke up from her work. "I can manage for a bit."
"Thanks, Jasmine." Tyler thanked her. Lindsay gave her a small smile and the two left Jasmine to work. "I'm sorry we couldn't work together this challenge, I've been really busy."
"It's fine," Lindsay smiled. "Jill has been a large help."
"Yeah, Sierra basically did most of the work herself since Max has been grilling me this whole time!"
Lindsay gasped. "Oh, no! That must have really hurt!"
"I guess so?" Tyler didn't understand what she meant. "But it's nothing I can't handle."
"Wow, you're, like, so brave!" Lindsay gushed.
"And you are so beautiful." Tyler complemented her. She blushed and the two began to kiss.
On the Bass team, Cody was rushing to finish up. "Oh, man we have no time!" he was running about grabbing different things for the new pie while Scott just stood leaning against the counter.
"Don't worry, we still have plenty of time," Scott told him in a non-caring tone.
Cody was opening a few drawers and was quickly fillings his arms with different ingredients. "Can you get a new pie tin?
Scott got up and walked around looking for the tin. It took him a while but he finally found one. When he returned, Cody had already set everything up and was frantically whisking away. "Whoa, that was fast." Scott sounded surprised.
"I kind of work well under pressure." Cody chuckled nervously. "Or break down."
Sammy came over to check on the two. "How's the pie going?"
"Good, good!" Cody responded a tad bit too loud. "We just need to do just about everything again!"
Sammy noticed his panic look. "Well, the others should be mostly done, maybe they could help?" she suggested.
"No, too many cooks won't fix it. I just need to concentrate." Cody frantically started to mix ingredients.
"Okay, I guess I'll leave you two alone." she began to walk away. She took one last look over her shoulder but decided to listen to him and leave them alone.
The scene shot forward where Noah and Eva finally took the turkey out of the oven much to their disappointment. "Yep, it's ruined." Eva flatly stated.
The turkey looked completely black on the outside and was most likely charred most of the way through. There didn't look like there was any real way to salvage it. "Should we just garnish it a bit?" Noah asked.
"I'm pretty sure that's beyond saving." Eva told him.
"Yeah, but we need all the points we can get. Unless Chris likes his turkey black." Noah grimaced.
They took a few parsley leaves and put it around the dish making it look more like food. They added a few other spices and added gravy to make it look more presentable. "Still looks like a lump of coal." Eva mentioned.
"A lump of coal that we don't have to eat." Noah added.
Beardo walked over wearing oven mitts and carrying the casserole. "Hey, we're done with this, where should I put it?" he looked up and noticed the turkey. He winced as he looked at the blackened bird. "What is wrong with that bird?"
"Got hit by lightning." Noah replied sarcastically.
He mimicked the sound of thunder. "Sure looks like it." Beardo set down the casserole. "At least it's done." he looked over at the pie situation where Cody was frantically pacing back in forth in front of an oven waiting for it to cook while Scott sat, non-caring, off to the side.
The Gopher's side was looking a lot better in comparison. Jasmine finished up their beef stew and poured out a small bowl. Max looked quite impressed by the quality of it. The cheese and bread platter looked pretty simple but would serve its job as a precursor to the main meal. Topher wasn't wrong when he said he made a killer souffle as his chocolate souffle looked amazing in the eyes of his teammates. "I know, I know, I'm pretty amazing, huh?" Topher grinned as he saw the others look at his dish.
"I guess you have some merits." Max tried not to look too impressed. The team chef took another look around to make sure everything looked presentable. He moved around eyeing the foods up and down. Max stopped at the cheese platter. Tyler was worried he might notice the lack of goat cheese and call them out on it but Max couldn't tell the difference. "Everything looks presentable."
Outside the kitchen, Chris sat at a small table. Both Lindsay and Anne Maria were sent at envoys for their respective teams. Anne Maria set a pair of pepper and salt shakers down. "Your meal will be here soon." she said in an uncaring tone.
Lindsay stood smiling still for a few seconds before gasping. "Oh right! Your food is almost ready." she remembered to tell him.
"Perfect." Chris nodded. "I can't wait to see what you all prepared for me."
Back inside the kitchen, Cody was intently watching the pie. "You know, staring at it won't make it cook faster." Scott told him.
Cody continued to look at it. "I know, I know but it's almost done!" he prepared his oven mitts.
Chef wandered in to see the two of them still at the oven while the rest of the campers stood by their already prepared food by the exit or had left to stand in the room with Chris. "Hey!" Chef shouted at them. "What are you two doing? Chris is getting served! Get your food, and get out!"
Cody nodded frantically before grabbing the pie out of the oven and running over to set it with the turkey since the casserole had already been taken out. "There! And not a moment to spare!"
"We still got the main course to give him." Noah spoke up from the side. "You had a few more minutes at best."
"It's got to cool down though." Cody informed him.
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Cody - "That was too close! I hope it's good enough! I really don't want to lose because of me." he gulped.
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Once more outside the Kitchen, Chris was taking a bite of the casserole. He nodded his head a bit before swallowing and smiling. "Not bad. Seven points!" he pushed the dish to the side and let Sierra bring him the first of the Gopher's dishes. He frowned when he saw what it was. "Really? This is just a plate of cheese."
"And bread." Tyler added.
Chris looked down at the dish and picked up a small cube of cheese. He ate it and followed it with another small piece of bread. "I've had worse," he admitted. "But I still think it's lame. Only four points for you."
Max opened his mouth in shock. "Only four points? What you're eating there are some of the finest cheeses known to man!"
"Really? Just tastes like cheese to me." Chris shrugged.
"Mayhaps you should try another piece then." Max folded his arms in anger. "There are many types there, from cheddar to goat cheese."
"Is that so." Chris picked up another cube but kept it between two fingers. "Because last I checked, we didn't order any goat cheese."
"What? Impossible." Max denied the fact. "I had two fine minions slave over that cheese board and they confirmed there was goat cheese." Max's anger switched to a sudden realization before returning. He turned towards Sierra and Tyler. "Unless those two lied to me!"
"Yeah, yeah, enough with the cheese talk." Chris frowned, now getting annoyed. "You got four points. Even if it tasted better you get four because it wasn't very original." His smile returned. "The Bass has a slight lead, can they keep it in the next course?"
Eva brought out the full turkey and placed it in front of the host. He looked interested as she brought it over but quickly lost his appetite when he saw the blackened skin of the bird. "Is this cooked? Or charred." he deadpanned.
Eva just continued her constant angry glare. Chris cut off a small piece and held it up with his fork. He looked uncertain but leaned forward and took the tiniest bite. He painfully chewed what he had eaten. "I've had burnt food before but this is something else entirely. One point." he turned a hopeful look towards the Gophers. "I am really hoping you have something better."
Lindsay set the bowl of beef stew in front of him. He once more smiled in anticipation before taking a sip of the stew broth. Now, actually enjoying the taste, he took another spoonful of some beef and vegetables from the stew. "Now this is a good stew." he gave them a thumbs up. "That's eight points for me meaning, Gophers now lead twelve to eight."
"Nice! This is in the bag!" Tyler cheered.
Cody brought out the pie, still warm and fresh from the oven. He set it down in front of a waiting Chris. A slice had already been precut for him and he took a small amount off the top. Cody was biting his fingernails as Chris took the bite. Chris looked very impressed and sat up. "Wow, this is a good pie. A perfect finale for a not so perfect turkey dinner. Nine points none the less."
Cody let out a large breath he didn't know he was holding. He turned to his team and noticed they were eyeing his nervous behaviour. He quickly shoved his hands in his pockets to try to look calm. "I knew we had that one in the bag." he tried to play it off.
"Is that why your pits are stained with sweet?" Noah asked him.
Cody looked down to see he had indeed sweet through his clothes. He blushed and chuckled sheepishly as he tried to cover the stains.
"Just don't stand near me." Anne Maria looked disgusted and took a few steps back.
Chris moved the pie to his side. "With that amazing desert, the Bass now has seventeen points meaning the Gophers need a score of five just to tie it up."
Topher moved over with his souffle. "I'm sure you'll enjoy this one, Chris."
"we'll see about that." Chris saw the promise in the meal. He took a bite and smiled. "I must say, if one person was going to make a meal to perfect my tastes, it had to be you. An easy eight points for the Gophers!"
"Wait, that means-" Cody looked distraught once more.
"The Bass lose! Meaning I'll be seeing your butts at the bonfire ceremony tonight!" he told them with finger guns. "Oh, and by the way," he began. "If you even get work in the food industry, don't serve people burnt food." he still didn't look happy about the turkey.
"Oh, yeah? I'd like to see you do better." Eva's anger grew.
"Not my job." the host shrugged before turning to the Gophers. "As for you, you will all enjoy a five-star dinner under the stars."
"All right!" Tyler cheered.
"I'd say we earned it." Topher smiled.
"Wait," Sierra interrupted their celebration. "Who's making the dinner?"
"Why, Chef of course!" Chris announced.
The Gopher's looked less ecstatic at that news. "I mean, it could be good, right?" Jasmine tried to stay positive.
The camera flashed to later, with Scott talking to Sammy. "So, I've been thinking of expanding our little alliance." Scott told the shy girl.
"Really?" Sammy sounded nervous. "With who?"
"With my good pal, Cody." he gestured behind him where Cody walked up to the two.
"Oh, good." Sammy sighed.
"Hey, what's with the sighing?" Scott looked suspicious of her.
"It's just if it was Eva or Anne Maria, we don't really get along." she explained.
"Well don't you worry, we're all friends here! Right, Scott?" Cody nudged him.
"Right." Scott rolled his eyes. "Anyway, even though you managed to salvage it, you did mess up today." he eyes Cody.
"Do you think the others would care?" Cody looked concerned.
"Possibly. Eva could hold a mean grudge." Scott tried to sound overly dramatic. He noticed Cody's worried expression. "But don't you worry, I think Samey here just mentioned an easy target. he grinned devilishly
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Scott - "Cody still managed to do a decent job this challenge.
Cody - "I'm not really sure if I can really trust Scott." he admitted. "But if Sammy trusts him, I guess I can too. I should just be careful."
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The shot once more shot forward to the elimination ceremony. Chris stood with his plate of marshmallows eyeing the defeated Bass. "Another loss, how does it feel?"
"Do you want me to hurt you?" Eva was quick to threaten him.
"Just get on with it." Anne Maria crossed her arms in annoyance.
"With only six sugary idols of safety here, one of you will be going home tonight." Chris informed them. "When I call your name, you know what to do."
He set the plate beside him on a stump. "Noah." he began to call the names. Noah looked indifferent as he went up to collect his treat.
"Samey, Scott." Sammy looked annoyed at the nickname and muttered the correction under her breath while she got up. Scott just looked confident, knowing he wasn't going to go home.
"Beardo."
Beardo smiled. "Alright." he mimicked a triumphant tune.
Cody noticed he was in the bottom three and looked afraid once more. Eva looked angry she was in the bottom three while Anne Maria mostly looked more annoyed than angry. "Cody." Chris finally called allowing him to quickly run up and collect his marshmallow.
Chris set his hands on his hips as he looked at the two girls. "Both of you have good reasons to be here. Both of you cause constant fighting in your team. Both of you didn't do much this challenge but only one of you are going to stay."
Eva tightened her glare at the host and shot a look at the rest of her safe team as if to challenge them for voting for her.
Anne Maria looked equally as angry to be the potential boot.
"The final marshmallow of the night goes to." Chris held up the marshmallow dramatically, pausing mid-sentence.
"Get on with it." both Eva and Anne Maria managed to yell at the exact same time.
"Eva." Chris held it out as the brutish girl grinned slightly and got up to collect her prize.
"You telling me you'd rather have miss unibrow over me?" Anne Maria huffed.
"Normally I'd punch you for that comment but I'm feeling merciful." Eva turned the other cheek.
"Don't you pity me!" Anne Maria reached up into her hair and picked out a can of hair spray before tossing it at Eva hitting on the side of the head.
Eva looked surprised at first to have the can thrown at her but her surprise didn't last long until it morphed into unkindled rage. "Okay, now I'm going to punch you." she growled at her.
Chris made sure to stand back as Eva pushed through her own team to fight Anne Maria who had now gotten out a second can of hair spray.
Before they got close enough to fight, Chef detained Eva. "Hey! Why are you holding me, she's the one going home." Eva complained trying to free herself from Chef's grasp.
"Whatever, I don't have time for this." Anne Maria scoffed. She voluntarily walked down the dock of shame and into the boat of losers.
"That wraps up this episode." Chris turned to the camera. "What exciting misadventures await the cast next? Will Eva actually kill someone? Find out next time on Total, Drama, Island!" Chris announced as Eva shouted in the back.
"Is someone going to drive this thing, or what?" Anne Maria was heard shouting out from the side before the episode faded out to black.
This one was actually hard to know who I wanted to go home. Ideas for either team losing came to mind and I want to tie up some less ends before the merge. Anne Maria actually had no real plans to go home here at first but as time passed I decided to have her cut. I had a few ideas of what she could have done for the merge but thought in the end it would suit her going home now. And who knows? When the merge hits two campers will be returning like in canon and I still haven't decided on them yet either so she might see herself coming back.
I had a lot of struggles to try to describe how and what they made in terms of food. I didn't really know what to do and I ended up having the Bass cook an "American" styled cooking with the Thanksgiving meal. They were originally going to make apple pie and possibly a seafood dish but it switched over to what it is now.
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Votes:
Anne Maria - 6
Eva - 1
Elimination Order:
22nd - Dakota
21st - Sam
20th - Amy
19th - Sugar
18th - Justin
17th - B
16th - Izzy
15th - Leonard
14th - Anne Maria
-Jawa