Total Drama Vengeance Chapter 10: No Pleasure Without Spain, a total drama series fanfic

Total Drama Vengeance

'Snaps neck' Well that took a while didn't it?

I'm getting so much reviews (Much to my delight, thanks to all of you!) That I have to lessen my answers. I only answer reviews that either ask something or require a reply in another way! But that does not take away that I do not care about the others! On the contrary! But here it goes:

Forthekham617: Thank you for the fav! And good to hear from people who continue to read my story!

Gummygirl: I assume that you've hadn't read that part of the story yet? You'd be pleasantly surprised!

NTA FANFIC: Of course Dott is fake. It is Total Drama, which is on its turn fiction. So it's all fake in some way. But hey, if we all enjoy it…

Redpony: As vocal as always!

Pabulover123: Worry? I wasn't worried! 'Defeated sigh' Alright, I was kind of worried.

Guest #1: You've guessed it right!

Critic: More exclusive clips will come when there's an aftermath episode, Which will come in a few episodes, stay tuned!

Guest #2 (I assume that you're Persephatta): Considering the plane's awful condition it is indeed strange that they didn't put the triangle into the actual series…But hey, I wanted the Netherlands to be visited, and that too didn't happen. B(

And this section is STILL awfully long isn't it?

The poll asking you about your feeling of who's going to make the merge is now really online! As I forgot to do so the last time!

Anybody who thought that they would go to Spain was right! And judging by the fact that they're going to Spain, can you already guess who's going to cameo? (No it's not Courtney, not NOW at least)

IMPORTANT NOTICE!: In 3 episodes, there's going to be an aftermath, and there's going to be a little time to answer your questions to the cast! Post your questions in your reviews and I will either answer them personally or through the contestants! One thing, I cannot guarantee that all questions will get answered!

The next clue is hidden early in the chapter and might require some research about politics. But I do not expect that you're actually going to do that. I dare you to prove me wrong!

And the last before the usual: Has anybody of you received word on the REAL season 5?

Total Drama contains scenes and moments that are dangerous and/or prohibited, do not try them yourself! No seriously, don't be like your bigger brother. And Total drama is property of Teletoon and Fresh inc. no profit made of this story.

ALSO:

I DO NOT SUPPORT THE LAST CHALLENGE IN REAL LIFE.

And Now…Ah, you know it by now! Read Review and Enjoy! 'Claps hands twice, the lights go out'

Episode (Chapter) 10: No pleasure without Spain

''Last episode on Total Drama Vengeance. The enigmatic waters of the Bermuda Triangle. Here, the contestants had to make rafts from materials found in abandoned ships after an unscheduled landing. What was the good thing about that near-crash landing? I discovered that I have a talent to come up with challenges quickly when necessary! I'm good! I know. But anyway, one team had a hard time finding useful stuff, while the other team had a hard time keeping themselves together. After a few hours of unholy glee, wicked widgets, government gadgets, close encounters of the 4th kind and the revelation of Lightning's embarrassing real name, the Problematic Pilots mysteriously won the challenge at the expense of Scott, who received the unanimous vote from the rest of his team as retaliation for his schemy nature. Although the ceremony might have been a lot more dramatic if it was for me!''

''Chef is polishing the Pinball Plunger of Shame right now and that means that I am going to ask the usual: Which of the 8 remaining cucarachas gets flung out of the jet next? See for yourself on a tortillastic episode of Total, DRAMA, VENGEANCE!'' Chris announced before he took a bite from the tortilla he held while the jet was swaying left and right due to Chef not piloting it.

(Theme song. Broccoli, that's all I'm saying today.)

The 2 teams all sat in the mess hall of the Jumbo Jet with their food (Vegetable soup) in front of them, almost nobody felt like eating, as the Troubled Travelers were badly shaken up and Problematic Pilots still suffered from the brain drain migraine they received in the former episode and they were, like the Travelers, shaken up badly by the Jet swaying left and right, courtesy of Chef and Chris.

''Oh, vegetable soup! I was starving!'' Dawn chirped after she took a sip. In contrast to other food Chef made, this soup did not contain any meat and even more surprising, was actually pretty tasty. Seeing Dawn eat peaked B and Brick's interests.

''Say, Dawn. You're a vegetarian right?''

''Yes.''

''And you're by extension a human right?'' Brick asked quite unneeded but still politely.

''Certainly.'' Dawn replied and rolled her eyes before she took another sip.

''But what've you been eating the last 2 weeks when Chef made all those meaty dishes?'' Brick confusedly asked.

Dawn thought for a moment before she answered. ''I drank the morning's dew and I ate whatever mother nature handed out to me.'' Dawn cryptically answered.

Brick and B stared at her for a moment before they raised their shoulders and began to eat their soup.

The mood was exhausted at the Pilots' table, everybody was groaning due to the brain drain migraine they had. It had significantly lessened after a night's rest though. It still bothered them.

''I still can't fully recall what all happened back in the Triangle!'' Jo groaned as she lightly pressed her fingers against her temples.

''Lightning still remembers that you've called him Luther though!'' Lightning tried to yell at Jo, but clenching his hands to his hands as soon as he tried to raise his voice.

''Don't you start anything now you steroid junk!'' Anne Maria complained. ''My head can't have it right now!''

''I still know that we entered a laboratory. And then we opened a door. And then, nothing! it's like writing a too long text message!'' Dakota tried to remember. Sam and Jo nodded and mumbled something as they remembered the same.

Sam was playing a videogame, but was failing miserably. He switched his console off and pocketed it. ''This pain is really bad, it prevents me from enjoying videogames! And I've never felt like not playing a game in 10 years!'' Sam said, pretty dumbfounded about himself.

''Maybe Lightning will feel better when he eats some sha-soup to build up his protein rate!'' Lightning thought aloud while he grabbed a spoon. Lightning took a sip of the soup, but as soon as he swallowed it, he puked it out, right on Anne Maria's shoes.

Anne Maria squealed in horror and disgust. ''So disgusting! Look what ya' did!'' She scolded him as she lifted one of her puke-covered feet up. ''These were real Louis Fauteuils!'' [1] She continued to scold him.

(Confessional cam. Are they real? Or are they real fake?)

Dakota: Oh, so that pretty much explains why the 'made in Hong Kong' imprint is there on the heel! Everybody knows that real Fauteuils are made in Malaysia! Unlike these knock-offs! 'nods disapprovingly'

(End Confessional cam.)

Anne Maria was pounding Lightning into the floor with her vomit-stained shoes while Sam and Dakota tried to hold her back. When Anne Maria broke free of Sam's hold on her, Chris came walking in while he was phoning with someone.

''No Mr. bin Zayed Al Nahyan, I am not going to force the females to wear a headscarf!'' [2] Chris said to the person at the other side with notable annoyance and anger while he tried to stay polite, as he knew that the person on the other side had much influence. Everyone and Chef Hatchet ceased with what they were doing and listened to Chris's conversation out of curiosity. ''Why not Your Highness?'' Chris angrily repeated. ''Because we don't force them to do so in Canada, that's why!'' Chris bluntly replied quickly afterwards to something the other person said. ''Yes, Canada!'' Chris repeated something what the other said. Chris's angry scowl gradually faded as the other person replied to Chris's answer. ''So it's no problem then?'' Chris asked to confirm what the other caller said, Chris then grew a satisfied smile. ''Alright then Your Emirness, you'll hear from us very soon, have a good day!'' [3] Chris gladly greeted before he hung up.

''What was that all about? With royalty and all.'' Dakota curiously asked.

''You'll see soon Dakota, be assured of that!'' Chris answered rather cryptically as he walked over to Chef.

''And…Can we stop down there?'' Chef whispered to Chris.

''Yes. Strange…We could do so as soon as I mentioned that we were a CANADIAN show.'' Chris answered, pretty confused about the whole deal.

''Uhm…Hello?'' Jo said annoyed to catch Chris's attention. ''As soon as you are done with your little conversation, could you brief us on the next challenge? I need to go away from the mess hall, it smells like puke in here!'' Jo complained.

''Are you sure that that isn't just your own smell? Because I smell no difference!'' Chris snidely replied. Chris could barely dodge the soup bowl that Jo threw at the host in retaliation, Chris then looked back to see that Chef Hatchet got the bowl of hot soup into his face, the chef did not react to the boiling liquid at all.

(Confessional cam. Smells fishy…Again.)

Jo: Dolly smells like sugar and makeup. The living beanbag smells like sweat and cheesy poufs. The chemical plant on legs smells like the usual chemicals she sprays around herself nonstop and Lightning smells like energy drink! And Chris then calls ME smelly!

(End Confessional cam.)

A little while later, an intern had packaged Chef Hatchet's head in bandages. Chef's facial expression still looked the same as before though.

''After that little incident, we continue where we left off.'' Chris continued as Chef Hatchet walked away, put a life size room screen down and walked off again. ''Chef will put the Jet down in a few minutes in the country of tortilla's, conquistadores, and high unemployment rate. Today's country is…'' Chris announced as he moved to behind the screen and came back a split second later having unexplainably changed into a matador costume. ''…Espána! Ole!'' He yelled as he clapped his hands a few times in the Spanish way. The contestants only stared at him in astonishment.

(Confessional cam. When spinning around to change clothes isn't fast enough.)

Dakota: I wish I could quickly change clothes like that! It would have left me with like, HOURS of extra time!

(End Confessional cam.)

''Sha-sweet! Spain! Now Lightning can check out some of that European football he has heard of!'' Lightning cheered.

''Sorry sport, no time for football today!'' Chris told Lightning without a hint of sympathy as the latter slumped over a bit. ''We have more painful things to do!'' Chris continued with dark glee.

The plane landed on an asphalt landing strip in the middle of a dry meadow. The strange things of this landing strip were that it was so absurdly long that it disappeared into the horizon and that there was a concrete barrier that split the landing strip in 2 equal halves. Once the contestants got out, they realized that they've landed on a seemingly abandoned highway.

''Why can't we just land on an airport for once?'' Jo complained as everybody stood in the shadow of one of the jets' wings to avoid standing on the pretty hot tarmac.

''Chef wanted to, but the ground personnel at Barcelona airport is on strike today! And figuring that hardly any Spaniard would pay for a toll booth to drive on this highway makes it an ideal substitute.'' [4] Chris explained with his bright smile. ''Doesn't it?'' Chris then asked rather intimidating.

''No it's totally cool with me!'' Sam cautiously defended as he began to slowly walk over to the other side of the highway, without looking either left or right. ''In fact, I think it's safe to say that this is the safest landing spot so far!'' Sam said enthusiastically. ''But…'' Sam wanted to continue but then a loudly honking truck speeding just past his back interrupted him and left everybody except Sam to stare startled at him. Sam could only look into the distance. ''But that does not take away that we're on a highway.'' Sam mumbled as he walked from the roadside back to the group.

(Confessional cam. That truck apparently still could afford the toll booth. And I hope for him that if he came a split second earlier, that he could afford a lawsuit!)

Sam: After looking the headlights death into the eyes, I swear that I will never play Road Rage ever again! 'Stares a few moments into the camera before he takes his console and begins to play said game' Ha ha! Now you're fender ketchup! 'chuckles evilly'

(Static)

Dakota: That truck startled me so much that I lost my headache! Although I'm shaking with anxiety now! 'deep sigh' I sometimes wish that that massaging intern was here.

(End Confessional cam.)

''Ah, there comes our ride!'' Chris announced as a shoddy looking bus came from the distance.

''Stand back roadkill, we are not going to mop up your guts from the road!'' Lightning jokingly told Sam.

''Ha. Ha. Ha.'' Sam laughed unenthusiastically as the bus pulled over next to them.

''Is everybody in?'' Chris asked as the bus had well taken off.

''No, we forgot Luther's brains a whole while back!'' Jo sarcastically responded, which was met by a few chuckles.

''Don't you sha-start anything…'' Lightning grumbled furiously as he climbed over the seat in front of him to get Jo. But Chris interrupted him.

''Lightning, keep seated with your seatbelt fastened at all times and attack Jo once the challenge starts, okay?'' Chris told him with mild annoyance. ''Anyway, one challenge requires you to put something together, and the following challenge requires you to destroy something! And if you did it in the right order, then you secured your team the now empty spot in 1st class and you made sure that the other team will lose a member tonight!''

''So it's the usual recipe?'' Brick asked.

''Sure it is, cadet. It is the usual recipe of pain inducing pasta with a nice sour sauce of humiliation!'' Chris responded in a sadistic fashion.

''What kind of pasta?'' Anne Maria asked rather absent minded as she checked herself in her pocket mirror.

''No, it's a metaphorical thing. You have to…'' Brick tried to explain, only to be cut off by the bus crashing into something outside. Sam did not had his seatbelt fastened and thanks to his games, was also not prepared for a sudden stop, so he flew forward through the windshield onto the street.

''What's it with me and vehicles today?'' Sam moaned as he laid on the cement floor beside the bus.

''Senor, you are going to pay for broken parabrisass si?'' The driver asked rather intimidating.

''You can discuss that with Chef over here while I go check on my involuntary ejectee.'' Chris said as he exited the bus, leaving the bus driver alone with an threateningly wheezing Chef Hatchet.

Sam was being helped on his feet by Brick and Dakota as Chris came onto the scene. Sam had surprisingly no injuries whatsoever.

''What have I told you? Fasten your seatbelts! These kind of accidents are lordy hard to cover up!'' Chris scolded the gamer.

''Sorry Chris, the games got the better of my attention!'' Sam apologized as he scratched his head.

''More the better of your will to live.'' Jo sarcastically mumbled. She then looked around. ''Speaking of living. What did we reduce to roadkill by the way?'' Jo asked the group about what stopped the bus.

''I suppose that that is today's Total Drama cameo, Alejandro! Here he comes!'' Chris said as he pointed at the robot suit that contained Alejandro's charred body coming in on them. Despite the impact of a bus that drove on a moderate speed, the robot suit did not sport a dent at all.

Alejandro pitched a tired sigh, the robot suit made it sound a lot more mechanical than it actually was. ''How much longer should my misdeeds follow me? Was I really so evil that a greater being decided to punish me?'' Alejandro pondered aloud sadly.

''You were pretty bad bro.'' Chris replied. ''You made many girls on the show have the hots for you! And you used all the others as stepping stones! And ultimately, you were burned by scorching hot lava and trampled by a mob of panicked teens. Oh the irony!'' Chris added in a humorous fashion that sounded rather sadistic.

''Your incineration could almost be a reflection of what could wait for you in the afterlife.'' Dawn concluded.

Alejandro turned his head to Dawn. ''You're that aura whisperer, correcto?'' Dawn nodded positively. ''Tell everybody then for who I have a burning passion that made the lava seem like a coat of snow from the highest mountaintop of the Pyrenees.'' Alejandro passionately begged her.

''We already know that's Heather.'' Lightning impatiently told Alejandro.

''True Alejanbro, the whole world knows, so you could've kept your fiery poetry to yourself instead of cutting in our precious time!'' Chris told him before he turned to the contestants to explain the challenge. ''So, for the first challenge…''

''Chris.'' Alejandro interrupted him.

''What's the heat now?'' Chris asked rather annoyed.

''My body is ready.''

''What?'' Chris replied rather confused. And then Alejandro's robot suit opened in the middle, leaving it in 2 halves as a bright white light came out while contestants swore that they heard a heavenly choir, and then the contestants and Chris could only stare in astonishment as Alejandro stepped out, His body free of any signs of burning wounds whatsoever.

Alejandro took a deep breath and sighed. ''Nice to have my lungs filled with the Catalan air again!'' He calmly mused.

''Bro, what the duck? You had such heavy burning wounds that they had given it a new number, and you're perfectly fine now! What's up with that?''

''Yeah what's up with that?'' Anne Maria added.

''I do not yet know the reasons behind my quick healing, similar to how I do not understand many things. And I would like to address those in a ballad!'' Alejandro answered.

''There's no time to sing a serenade about your little heartburn loverboy!''

''Then you make time!'' Chef roared as he stepped out of the bus. ''I didn't spend an entire night to write a song for this fool and he's going to sing it if you like it or not!'' Chef yelled into Chris's face as he grabbed Chris's shirt.

''Fine, but make it quick!'' Chris said annoyed as he wiped some saliva of his face. Just then, a fast paced flamenco song began to play. Alejandro danced a solo flamenco dance until the music became slightly calmer, to which he danced slightly calmer to as he faced the camera.

''I remember that day, when we stood on the top.''

''I was infatuated with you, but then you kicked me down that drop.''

''You've chosen fortune over me, it made my heart stop.''

''The scorching magma felt like nothing when…'' Alejandro sang. Then the flamenco music picked up its faster pace again and Alejandro imagined that he was flamenco dancing with Heather.

''…You compare it to your heart breaking treason!''

''Ole!'' An unknown male yelled when Alejandro had sung his line.

''It befell me without many reason!''

''Ole!'' The unknown male voice repeated.

''You'd think that I'd hate you and I'd be absolutely disdained!''

''But my romantic feelings inside of me had reigned!'' Alejandro sang the refrain before the music returned to its calmer state and Alejandro stopped pretending like he was dancing with Heather.

''But let me tell you my dear, in the situation I was put in.''

''It left me with many time, to overthink our matching sin.''

''It makes me sad to conclude, that it might never work between you and me.''

''You're colder than ice in an Antarctic freezer, you can keep your mind free...'' Alejandro sang as the music now changed to a slightly different melody than there was already playing.

''…Of any of my signs of affection, lust or desire.''

''But you keep rejecting them, keeping me from getting my hopes higher.'' Then, the music changed back to the faster pace as the refrain kicked in again. Alejandro pretended once more that he was dancing with Heather.

''But let me tell you my sweet, there hasn't been any days.''

''Ole!'' The male voice shouted.

''That In my dreams I could not see your face.''

''Ole!''

''But you and me as one is like west and east!''

''Ole!'' The cast yelled with mixed enthusiasm.

''We think we can never be one to say the least!''

''Ole!'' They repeated their yell.

The music now changed to yet another calmer melody to mark that the song was coming to its end.

''But those 2 became one, and I wonder if we ever will.''

''Because manipulating others, is our deadliest skill.''

''But just to let you know mi belleza, I fiercely hope that you'll see,''

''To stand on top of the world, you and I have to be we.''

''I'll see what fate has planned for us, concerning you and I''

''But I'll say one last thing about, for you I'd die!'' Alejandro sang as the music slowly muted. ''Mi amor.'' He muttered inaudibly to the others.

(Confessional cam. Let us check ourselves, did he charm your pants off with that song? He did? And your wore suspenders? Really? Man, he is good!)

Dakota: 'Swoons' That was the most romantic serenade/ballad I've ever heard! I wish that Sam would sing a serenade for me under the moonlight and my balcony for me too! 'saddens a bit' But then Sam has to bypass daddy's security! And that's a tough job! Let's compare it to when I ordered pizza for a party, one trap baked the pizza some more! It was still pretty tasty though!

(Static)

Brick: 'Dreamily' That ballad made me feel something, something I've never experienced before, it must burn more than napalm on your bare skin. 'Breathes in deeply' I think that I… 'Stops when he hears someone coming' Gah! I can't talk right now! I'll come back later! 'Runs away as the camera cuts off'

(End Confessional cam.)

''I admit, he knows how to sing and you know how to write a nice song when you set your mind to it!'' Chris honestly complimented Chef as he, just like the contestants applauded for Alejandro.

''About that, I'm done with writing them!'' Chef grumbled.

''WHAT?'' Chris shouted as he flinched a bit. ''But that was the best song I've heard in years! You can't stop just now!''

''Chris, you can make me wear stupid costumes, you can even make me wear dresses, but you cannot make me write songs without paying me sufficiently for it!'' Chef assured the host. ''That's what I told them back in Dirt, Breeze and Magma!'' Chef added.

''You had to wear a dress?''

''No but those disco suits were so wide it felt like wearing one!'' Chef explained.

Chris chuckled a bit at Chef's answer, which made the latter grunt in annoyance as Chris clapped his hands to gain the contestants' attention and guided them to the center of a square.

''Alright kiddies, let's get back on the bus and continue where we left off.'' Chris ordered them. And as ordered, the contestants and Alejandro got onto the bus.

''We are on our way to La Sagrada Familia, the world's oldest building site!'' Chris announced as the bus was driving to said destination.

''You mean that church that attracts hordes of touries just because it is taking so long to be finished?'' Anne Maria asked rather degradingly.

''It does come down to that yes.'' Alejandro inaudibly mumbled rather disappointed.

''Indeed, and there lays a puzzle oriented challenge in wait for you that begins as soon as these bus doors open!'' Chris announced. ''In the basilica's interior there are puzzle pieces hidden to build a miniature of the Sagrada Familia's towers, but all I am saying about those puzzle pieces is that they have to be put together in a special way, once you've discovered that way and assembled it, your team has won the challenge!''

(Confessional cam. That sounds to be easier done than said, right?)

Jo: If that was everything he would tell us about the pieces, then I hope that my team is prepared to go through hell to get them!

(End Confessional cam.)

The bus pulled in front of the basilica. Chris threw each team a gunny with their team logos on their respective bag. ''Put them in here if you found them, there are 10 pieces in all.'' Chris explained. Just then, the doors of the bus opened and the challenge had begun as the contestants ran off into the church. Chris and Alejandro stood outside of the church, looking up to its towers.

''I like their style,'' Chris told Alejandro.

''Yes, Gaudi's a true visionary among the architect community.'' [5]

Chris turned to Alejandro with a confused look. ''No, not that! I meant that I like how they rip off tourists into paying for something that's not even finished!'' Chris said with subtle astonishment. Alejandro could only roll his eyes out of annoyance from this remark.

On their run to the front door of the basilica, Lightning saw a sign reading 'Visit camp Nou!' depicting the soccer stadium and decided to look at it for a moment. His team noticed him looking and stopped running too almost as a reflex.

(Confessional cam. Distractions can come at the strangest of times.)

Lightning: Lightning's new strategy to get his revenge on Joe is to stall our team until we lose, and then he can convince everybody that it was him who held us back! And he can hear you think: But a real winner would never lose! True, but this isn't making my team lose, it's entering the winner's building through the back door!

(End Confessional cam)

''Lightning, what are you doing now?'' Jo asked the other jock annoyed as the Problematic Pilots walked back to the sign Lightning was reading while the Troubled Travelers entered the interior of the Sagrada Familia.

''You wanted me to sha-look at this!'' Lightning lied as he took his eyes of the sign. His teammates looked at him confused and dumbfounded.

''No I did not!'' Jo retorted.

''Oh yes you did! You wanted to show me…'' Lightning tried to say as he looked back at the sign when he spotted something strange. ''Wait a minute, I just discovered something.'' Lightning said as he took a closer look at the stadium depicted on the sign.

''Big shocker.'' Anne Maria mumbled.

''European football is nothing like American football! Look at those goals!'' Lightning said baffled as he pointed at one of the soccer nets depicted on the sign.

''European football and American football are nothing like each other!'' Jo said with the frustration notable in her voice.

''But how do they play it here?''

Jo and the other Pilots could only stare at Lightning utterly amazed at how dumb Lightning could be sometimes. ''With their feet?''

(Confessional cam. Yet another difference that keeps (North) America and Europe from getting closer to each other.)

Jo: I don't know how Lightning thought this plan to throw the challenge to pin the blame on me out with that dysfunctional brain of his, but there's one catch, Lightning's not very good at executing it!

(Static)

Lightning: 'Inspects the american football he's holding' Playing American football with only the feet? 'Tries to let the ball roll over his arms'

(Static)

Dakota: 'Holds a football' American football sure has a misleading name. It's almost never played with your feet and the ball isn't even a ball! A better name would be…'Thinks for a second' Handegg!

(End Confessional cam.)

The Troubled Travelers entered the interior of the church, and immediately looked up towards the high placed ceiling to admire it.

''I like that flowery design!'' Dawn said as she looked at the flower-like carvings on the ceiling.

''Must've been a tough job getting them there!'' Brick responded as he kept on looking at the ceiling. ''Yeah, sometimes artists get faced with jobs that are better suited for…'' Brick said before he got interrupted by a small piece of paper he stepped on. ''Hey, what's this?'' Brick picked up the paper (Which had the Troubled Travelers logo on it) and read what was on it. ''Some of your pieces are somewhere harmonic and some are up high.'' Brick read aloud what was written on the paper. When Brick was done reading, he eyed his teammates a bit confused. ''That could be everywhere.''

They deeply thought about possible locations for their pieces until they heard the church's bells in the towers ring. Dawn and B then realized where they had to be while Brick was still thinking. Dawn and B ran off to where the stairs to the tower tops were.

Brick looked around and saw that his teammates were running off. ''Where're you going? Don't leave me here!'' Brick yelled as he ran after them.

The Problematic Pilots ran through the church door straight to the altar.

''Alright, and where are we going to look?'' Sam asked his team.

''Maybe we can ask the big man for help?'' Anne Maria smugly opted as she pointed at a small golden idol.

''You should not taunt greater beings, guys! Even if you do not think that they exist!'' Sam mildly scolded Anne Maria. And in reply, Lightning fell on his knees and raised his arms.

''Oh, Almighty football referee in the sky, please give us a sign on where to go!'' Lightning prayed, albeit with overly ridiculous enthusiasm, the other Pilots minus Anne Maria nodded rather disapproving at this act. But much to their surprise, a bright light appeared around them and a piece of paper bearing the Problematic Pilots logo fell out of the sky and calmly floated into Sam's hands. The light then disappeared.

''Thank you.'' Jo said, a bit baffled.

''For some pieces you have to climb high, for some others you need to be a little unholy.'' Sam cited what was on the note. The Pilots knew what they had to do and began to search up and around the altar.

The Troubled Travelers had climbed the tower as far as the stairs brought them. Above them were dozens of small bells that were ringing in a nice melody. And between those bells hung a bag tied to the roof ridge that the Troubled Travelers assumed to be theirs, but it looked extremely hard to get up there due to the lack of climbing possibilities and the cramped space.

Dawn then spotted a group of pigeons that sat near a big opening that functioned as a window. She got an idea and climbed up into the tower a bit.

''What's she up to? Even I can't climb up there!'' Brick said quite dumbfounded as he and B looked at what Dawn was attempting.

Dawn walked over a wooden bar and kneeled down beside a pigeon. She stretched her finger out and the dove jumped onto it. Dawn then stroked the pigeons a bit before she whispered something to the pigeons while she pointed to the bag that still hung high above her. Dawn then gave the pigeon a jumpstart into the air and the dove went to collect the other pigeons, who then all flew over to Dawn, who was lifted up by the pigeons brought to the bag. Dawn untied the rope the bag was tied to while being suspended in mid-air as she let the bag fall down after she untied it, to be caught by a pleased B. The pigeons then put Dawn down beside a pleasantly grinning B and Brick and the doves flew off while Dawn slightly waved at them a few times while the males looked at them flying back to their opening with their grins still evident on their faces. Brick's grin changed into a scowl when all of a sudden a pigeon dropping landed on his shoulder.

B was snickering already and Dawn held her hands on her mouth to cover her smile up. ''Should I take a crap on your shoulder? I'm sure you'll be crushed by it!'' Brick yelled rather ticked off into the tower. The pigeons just kept on cooing as if Brick never yelled.

''I'm sure she didn't do that on purpose.'' Dawn assured Brick as she wiped it away while she still tried to hold her laughter back.

(Confessional cam. The pigeon, sometimes the symbol for peace, and sometimes a symbol for city animals that take a crap on your car as if they don't care!)

Brick: If I was that pigeons' superior, I would have made it march around the military grounds in its underwear at 4 AM in the morning! This kind of disgrace is unacceptable under my lead! 'Wiping his pooped shoulder'

(End Confessional cam.)

The Problematic Pilots still hadn't found the puzzle pieces they were looking for around the altar, and they were running out of inspiration on where the pieces could be.

''This sha-sucks!'' Lightning exclaimed as he leant on the altar. ''We've searched everywhere, and not a single puzzle piece!'' Lightning then spotted an golden idol and picked it up. ''Moments like this makes me wonder if those golden trophies Lightning has are wasted to such a loser as him.'' Lightning said with mild sentiment.

''If those are trophies for your intelligence, then yes, you don't deserve them!'' Jo sarcastically replied to Lightning.

Lightning squeezed his fists in fury. ''Oh yeah? Well here's the 'Backstabber of the century' award!'' Lightning yelled angrily as he threw the idol he had in his hands at Jo. Despite Lightning's purported talents as a football player, his aim was terrible and threw the idol right into Sam's crotch, who fell on his knees between the remains of the idol as he clasped onto it.

''Does gold break that easily?'' Anne Maria wondered as she picked one of the golden remains up.

''No, they must be fake. Gold doesn't shatter like this, real gold would have shattered Sam's… 'tools'.'' Dakota answered as she crouched down beside Sam to aid him.

(Confessional cam. So Sam has to watch his back around vehicles and holy objects this episode? You don't want to know what will happen to him when the popemobile arrives!)

Sam: 'clasping his crotch while hissing rather pained' And I thought that a touch from the big man was supposed to make you feel better! 'hisses some more'

(Static)

Chris: Of course we couldn't let them break real ornaments! That would spark too much controversy! And I am not talking about the pleasant kind!

(End Confessional cam)

Dakota kneeled down again Sam and then noted something between the golden shards. A small lead block the size of an alarm clock with a big detailed groove in one side. Dakota had to scratch her head when she realized where the puzzle pieces were. Dakota took another golden idol that stood on the altar and smashed it on the ground, revealing another puzzle piece.

''I'd like to thank Lightning's rage for helping us out!'' Jo said aloud, making Lightning scowl at his failing plan to make the Pilots lose. ''Smash those idols!'' Jo commanded her team as they all grabbed some golden statuettes and smashed them on the ground.

''I think we have everything.'' Jo said after all the idols around the altar were smashed.

''Little to argue about, we smashed everything that has a golden color.'' Anne Maria said as the floor around the altar was littered with golden shards. ''So. Where to now?''

''I already know where, follow me!'' Jo said as the Problematic Pilots ran off towards the staircases into the towers.

Jo was the first one to reach the top of the tower, followed closely by an slightly irritated Lightning.

''What's keeping Lightning from beating you?'' Lightning asked rhetorically and annoyed.

''Maybe because you oversee some things!'' Jo answered.

''Lightning knew it!'' Lightning furiously yelled at her ''You're constantly cheating aren't you, mister?!'' Jo grew an irritated scowl. She wanted to retort until she was interrupted by a panting Dakota reaching the top of the stairs. Followed by a wheezing and sweating Sam that climbed over the last step on all fours with his hand on his heart.

''Am I dead? Or is this the top of the stairs?'' Sam said in a dried up voice before he fell flat on the floor from exhaustion. They were now waiting for Anne Maria.

''Up there!'' Lightning yelled as he pointed at the clapper of a very large bell, [6] where a bag with pieces was attached to. Lightning then climbed into the rope that was attached to the clapper to retrieve the bag.

Just then, Anne Maria came by, not fatigued at all.

''What took you so long?'' Jo asked her rather annoyed.

''If I wanted to get up here fast, I've would have worn some tacky Eris shoes!'' Anne Maria replied. ''But we live in a country where we can make our own decisions, so I choose to wear my real Fauteuil's!''

''That were made in Hong Kong instead of Malaysia.'' Dakota added rather sarcastically.

''Watch it, you blond cotton candy on ballet flats!'' Anne Maria wheezed dangerously as she parked a finger in Dakota's face.

''Quit it and let me focus on Quasimodo up there!'' Jo told them rather sternly.

Lightning then got the bag and untied it from the rope it hung on to. Lightning let it fall down to his team, to be caught by Sam. Jo then received a devious idea.

''Say Lightning, does this ring a bell?'' Jo yelled up to Lighting before she took a big yank at the rope that Lightning climbed earlier, which made the big bell that Lightning was on chime. Lightning had to cover his ears to protect them and thus when he was smashed into the bell by the clapper, he fell down beside the other Problematic Pilots.

''Are you still as sound as a bell Lightning?'' Jo asked Lighting rather humored.

''WHAT?'' Lightning yelled back while he cupped his hand around his ear due to hearing damage.

''Your mother!'' Jo yelled back.

''COME ALONG? OKAY!'' Lightning replied as he got up, picked the bag up and sprinted down the stairs. To be closely followed by the others as they ran down the stairs to get back to Chris.

Meanwhile, the Troubled Travelers had searched the organ up and down already but they haven't found a single puzzle piece. B rested his arm on some organ keys. B was startled by an incorrect sound that came from the organ. B thought about it and pressed another organ key. It made the same error noise, but this time, another key lighted up with a green hue slightly. B pressed it, and the same key and another key directly afterwards lighted up in the same color.

(Confessional cam. The organ, creating a holy church-like ambiance in one place. And creating a dramatic horror ambiance in another.)

Chris: You had no idea how much it cost us to rebuild that organ into one big game of Simon! But it was worth it! Believe me!

(End Confessional cam.)

B got what he had to do and cracked his knuckles in preparation. B then pressed the buttons in order of them lighting up. B soon masterly played an entire song by pressing the buttons that were lighting up. Brick and Dawn had come by in the meantime, attracted to the play.

Brick hummed a bit on the music B made. ''In the garden of Eden honey,'' Brick hummed along with the song. [7]

When B pressed the last button, a small door opened up under the organ pipes and a few puzzle pieces were thrown out onto the floor.

''Nicely played B!'' Dawn and Brick applauded as B made a slight bow before they all picked their rewarded pieces up and put them in their bag before they had to get back to Chris.

When the Problematic Pilots came outside, they saw Chris, Alejandro and Chef standing beside a cauldron containing a hot liquid.

''Wow, is that dip? Cuz' I could really go for some nachos right now!'' Anne Maria said as she looked into the cauldron.

''Yeah me too!'' Sam yelled as he rested his body on his knees.

''This is molten metal!'' Alejandro corrected them.

''That's too hot for me!'' Sam sighed.

''And you have something more important than nachos on your mind now!'' Chris reminded them.

''But they're just a bunch of blocks with grooves in them! How are we supposed to put that together?'' Jo vexedly asked Chris. And at the same moment, the Troubled Travelers just got outside too.

''Go figure!'' Chris shortly replied. And the 2 teams emptied their bags to examine the puzzle pieces.

The Travelers and the Pilots sat down on the pavement as they were still trying to figure out how their puzzles should be made. They already found out that the puzzle had to be completed in such way that the decorated side was on the inside, and this didn't make any sense to them all.

Dawn then noticed 2 small grooves on 2 separate pieces that linked together, and then she got what they were putting together.

''It Is an iron cast!'' She said, albeit a little too loud.

''Oh look Chef, the cast finally found out that it is a cast!'' Chris told Chef degradingly, which made them both snicker.

Unfortunately for the Troubled Travelers, the Problematic Pilots were much further in putting the cast together. And when they were sure that they had put it together good, they cheered. They carefully shuffled the cast over to the cauldron and Chef cautiously poured some liquid metal into the cast.

''And the Problematic Pilots win the first challenge thanks to Dawn's discovery!'' Chris announced. The Pilots cheered while the Troubled Travelers looked rather annoyed at Dawn.

''Thanks fo' tellin' us tattletale!'' Anne Maria taunted. Dawn could only sigh rather sad.

''And for their assisted victory, the Problematic Pilots receive a BIG advantage in the next challenge! Which takes place in the harbor of Barcelona!'' Chris announced. ''Let's go back to the bus!''

''So Chris, first we sit in a bus lacking a windshield, allowing thousands, and I mean THOUSANDS of flies to just shoot straight into our throats, and now we're on a leaky dingy on our way to a pirate ship just out of the port, can you explain that for us please?'' Jo asked Chris as they indeed were on a dingy and on their way to a slightly scaled down Spanish galleon.

''It's not a pirate ship silly Jo, it's a Spanish galleon!'' Chris corrected her as the dingy got near the galleon and all climbed aboard. ''And it are the Pilots who'll crew this ship in the final challenge!'' Chris announced.

''What challenge?'' Brick asked the obvious.

''A stunning naval battle!'' Chris answered. The contestants did not know how to react to this announcement, but Brick looked pleased.

''Sounds fun! Where's our vessel?''

''Tied to the other side!'' Chris replied, and everybody looked over to the other side to see that the Travelers vessel was just a big rowing boat with a cannon on it.

(Confessional cam. Aarg!)

Brick: And my hopes on any naval victories go down like that boat eventually will!

(End Confessional cam.)

''The rules are simple…'' Chris calmly began his explanation as soon as the teams were on their respective boats. ''…SHOOT YOUR RIVALS TO DAVY JONES'S LOCKER!'' Chris then ecstatically yelled, catching everybody off guard. ''Challenge begins over 45 seconds!'' Chris said before he jumped on the dingy along with Chef and Alejandro to get away from the battle, just like the Troubled Travelers rowed away from the galleon.

''I volunteer to be captain on the S.S Punisher!'' Jo claimed rather undemocratic.

''But who died…'' Lightning argued.

''And my first decree is the abolishment of democracy and voting!'' Jo quickly added. Lightning could only let out a sad moan.

''But isn't a women as captain supposed to be bad luck?'' Sam pondered.

''What's that has to do with it?'' Lighting asked in reply.

''Times are changing fatty! I'm captain, deal with it!'' Jo told Sam full of vigor, ignoring Lightning's ignorance.

''What a perfect day to work on my tan!'' Anne Maria said before she took a spray can and began to spray herself with fake tan, the chemicals made her teammates cough.

''I don't get you. The sun is shining bright and you just spray yourself!'' Dakota said as she covered her mouth and nose with her hands.

''All just to be sure hon, maybe you should try to work on your tan too!'' Anne Maria advised Dakota.

''No working on tans under my command!'' Jo got between them. ''Lighting, Pilot pudding, load the cannons!'' Jo ordered Lightning and Sam, who ran down into the hold of the ship to get ammunition for the cannons that stood on the deck. ''You, take the helm!'' She ordered Dakota. ''And you…'' Jo began as she turned to Anne Maria. ''I'll think of something for you.'' Jo said as she ran off towards the railing. Anne Maria just raised her arms and shrugged, undid her pants and laid down on the floor to catch some rays.

The Troubled Travelers stopped rowing when they found that they were far enough from the galleon.

''I know that it looks bad considering that we are in this tub and all.'' Brick tried to encourage his team. ''But do not forget that we are in at least 2 things better off.'' His teammates looked up at him. ''Speed, and evasion!'' Brick said. ''The plan is simple, we just have to keep circling around their ship to avoid getting shot! If we shoot at the right moment and at the right place, then this battle is in the bag!'' Brick explained. ''But I have to know,'' Brick said as he turned to B. ''Combat engineer B, are you willing to go great lengths to do as your commanding captain wishes?'' Brick asked B in military gusto. The latter saluted. Brick nodded positively once and turned to Dawn. ''And private Dawn…'' Brick thought for a moment. ''…Same question to you.''

''Yes cap'n!'' Dawn cheerfully said as she saluted.

Brick took in a deep breath of Mediterranean sea air. ''Alright then! Lets sink the Spanish float!'' Brick yelled, Chris then used his airhorn to signal the beginning of the challenge. ''B, you and me go rowing. Dawn, man the cannon!'' Brick ordered them, to which they complied with a salute as Brick and B began to row back to the Pilots.

''Jo?'' Sam asked said person as he put a crate down.

''Captain Jo for you at least.'' Jo corrected him as she looked over the railing to the other boat.

''Then I'm not voting for you-know-who!'' Sam blackmailed her.

''Fine, call me whatever you want,'' Jo begrudgingly gave in to Sam's blackmail. ''What's the problem?''

''There are no cannonballs down there!'' Sam told her with despair.

''WHAT?'' Jo shot back.

''Yes, only tomatoes!''

Jo considered using the tomatoes as ammunition and then decided that it was the only thing to do. ''Get some gunpowder and load up the cannons!'' Jo ordered Sam.

''Aye, captain Jo!'' Sam saluted and ran back into the hold. Jo could not help but smile at the gained respect from Sam.

(Confessional cam. Shiver me tomatoes!)

Jo: I never knew that I would be such a good captain. The only link to the navy my family has is my old man working there in the administrative branch. And then you're not exactly in the middle of all the action aren't you?

(End Confessional cam.)

Dawn opened a chest that was supposed to contain cannonballs, but was dumbstruck and confused when she found tomatoes in the chest.

''Why the tomatoes?'' Chef asked the host as the trio of host chef and cameo sat on folding chairs on the dingy.

''I bought them over from some grocery store that delivers tomatoes for an annual tomato-throwing festival!''

Alejandro nodded and sighed positively. ''Ah, La Tomatina. The celebration where we can forget our old grudges by throwing tomatoes in each other's faces!'' [8]

''But aren´t tomatoes too weak to tear ships apart?'' Chef pondered.

''If they aren't customized yes, but not if they are dipped in parquet tarnish!'' Chris revealed with glee.

''Hm. Tastes like wood and paint!'' Sam said after he took a bite from a tomato because he felt hungry.

''No eating of the ammunition!'' Jo told Sam. ''Load up that cannon with as many tomatoes as possible!'' Jo ordered Lightning, who did as he was told before Sam lighted the fuse with a small torch. 3 tomatoes flew towards the Troubled Travelers. 2 tomatoes missed, one hit the mast of the Travelers' boat without doing any significant damage.

''Dawn, load her up and aim for one of the Pilots while we keep on rowing!'' Brick ordered Dawn as she loaded their cannon up with one tomato (Their supply was pretty small so they had to be frugal), aimed for Lightning (Who stood closest to the railing) and waited for the right moment to light the fuse with a similar torch as Sam. The tomato hit Lightning vigorously in the back of his head. Lightning fell unconsciously on the deck directly afterwards.

''Somebody fix him up please!'' Jo said rather annoyingly as Sam helped Lightning up his feet again.

''May I inquire that the impact of the vegetable that goes by the Latin name of Solanum lycopersicum caused a neural reaction commonly associated with pain?'' Lightning said too formal for his usual self. All the other Pilots stared at Lightning in utter disbelief.

''Alright Cameron, the joke's over, get out of that Lightning suit!'' Jo told Lightning as she was still staring a bit dumbfounded at Lightning, who was dusting himself off.

Lightning formally chuckled a bit. ''Please sir, it is rather impolite in western society to call someone one does not wish to be called! For as my name is Luther!'' Lightning told Jo as he laid his hand on her shoulder.

(Confessional cam. In gentlemanspeak: Recording device in sanitation stall used to vent ones sins as well as to share ones strategy with the viewing audience.)

Jo: Lightning's IQ has risen beyond his usual baby baboon level, and still he doesn't see that I'm a girl! 'Squeezes her eyes together and nods' What a world, what a world!

(End Confessional cam.)

Then another salvo tomatoes slammed into the hull of the ship.

''I'd love to stay amazed for a little while longer but we are under attack crew, so get to the cannons, load em' up and give those Travelers pain!'' Jo shouted.

''I say, we should hit their mast from an angle of 22 and a half degrees so that the mast…'' Lightning tried to explain in a wise guy stance until he got hit by another tomato and fell down on the floor again.

''Hey, brainiac 2.0, wake up!'' Anne Maria said to him as she lightly slapped his cheek.

''What?'' Lightning moaned as he gained conscience while rubbing his head.

''What did we had to do with 22 degrees?'' Anne Maria repeated.

''22 degrees? Way to cold! It must be at least 86 degrees here!'' Lightning said as he jumped up.

''Welcome back hollow-head!'' Jo greeted him with a hand on his shoulder and a content smile on her face.

''Don't bother me! Lightning's been out way too long and he wants to shoot some Travelers!'' Lightning told her. ''Sha-out of my way!'' He yelled as he shoved Sam and Anne Maria out of his way.

''Should we tell him?'' Dakota asked Jo as Lightning filled up the cannon with as many tomatoes as possible.

''Nah, he wouldn't understand.'' Jo shrugged.

Lightning lighted the fuse and shot a load of tomatoes towards the Travelers' boat. The Troubled Travelers barely managed to dodge them all until one tomato impacted on their mast, making it fall in the water. B and Dawn gasped in horror.

''We don't need that anyway! Keep on rowing!'' Brick commanded B as Brick then heard another cannon shot and turned around to see a salvo of tomatoes coming in at him. Brick yelped before he stood up and held his oar in a baseball bat version. Brick then swung the flat part of the oar at the moment that the tomato flew by and tried to swing it back to the Pilots' ship. But the tomato flew with so much velocity thanks to the cannon, and coupled with the fact that the floor tarnish made it almost as hard as rock, that it broke off the top of the oar.

Brick duck behind cover and stared a little dumbfounded at the broken oar for a moment before he slumped over. ''I have failed, my strategy wasn't good enough! We've lost!'' Brick lamented. And to make it worse, a tomato then knocked the box containing the tomato-ammunition of the Troubled Travelers into the ocean, which sunk almost directly.

''You guys need a white flag?'' Jo asked rather tauntingly as the cannon fire briefly ceased.

''Never!'' Brick yelled back very vigorously for his being. ''I'll never hand my men over to the enemy! No matter who the enemy is! Or if the enemy is actually a rival!'' He continued but stuttered at the last part. Dawn stared rather suspicious at Brick for this and B saw a glass bottle floating in the ocean. B grew a slightly devious smile as he had an idea.

''Very good B, a clean environment begins with yourself!'' Dawn told him. But B chuckled and nodded his head. ''But why'd pick that bottle up then?'' Dawn responded to B's unheard reply.

B dried the inside of the bottle as thoroughly as he could, he then took a lot of gunpowder from the inside of the cannon and filled the bottom of the bottle with it. Brick and Dawn looked full of curiosity at B as he ripped off a part of his T-shirt and stuffed the top of the bottle with it. He then took the torch and lighted the piece of fabric from his shirt alight. B then presented to the others what he created.

Dawn looked at the bottle rather confused. ''What's that?'' she asked as she could not find a function for the fire bottle.

But in contrast to Dawn, Brick's face brightened up as he realized what B had made. ''An explosive Molotov Cocktail! Very crafty B!'' Brick complimented B. [9]

''Where is it for?'' Dawn asked Brick as B looked over to edge of their boat.

''If B throws that bottle into the hold of the Pilots' galleon, then the bottle will shatter, the fire will ignite the gunpowder that was released and then the whole underside will be blown out, sinking their ship!'' Brick explained.

''Sounds rather dangerous.'' Dawn said before a tomato launched by the Pilots smashed a hole in the side of their rowing boat.

''But I'm afraid we have no choice!'' Brick responded as B aimed the throw.

''Nailed it tubby!'' Jo complimented Sam. ''One shot will do! Get some more tomatoes!'' Jo ordered.

''We can't find no tomatoes anymore!'' Anne Maria answered.

''You mean we excluding you can't find them no more!'' Dakota annoyingly corrected her.

''Hey! Should I mess you up or what?'' Anne Maria quickly threatened.

''Go bicker some other time!'' Jo told them.

''Captain, what's that?'' Sam said as he pointed at the bottle B just threw. Jo's eyes shot wide when she realized what was about to fly into their cargo hold.

''Molotov cocktail! Abandon ship if you want to keep your limbs!'' Jo yelled before she jumped into the ocean.

''Isn't a captain supposed to go down with the ship?'' Anne Maria asked right before the bottle impacted on the floor of the cargo hold, the fire igniting the gunpowder that was released and subsequently blowing out the wooden floor and knocking everybody still on board of the galleon over the railing into the sea as the galleon quickly sunk into the sea. The Troubled Travelers (Whose boat was also at the verge of being sunk) Cheered.

''Whose idea was that? That was awesome!'' Chris quickly and ecstatically asked as Chef pulled up the boat containing them and Alejandro beside the contestants, allowing them to get on. B raised his hand as answer for Chris's question.

''That was just…'' Chris said as he could not find the right word due to excitement. ''…Explosive! B, you and your team had won the naval battle fair and square and with that today's episode!'' Chris announced, the Troubled Travelers were content with their victory while the Problematic Pilots were already minding who they should vote out as the boat headed back to the shore. ''But first we should pick up 50% of your reward!'' Chris added.

An intern with a hand truck containing the 2 iron casts came by when everybody was back in the harbor again.

''And this is that 50% percent of the reward Travelers!'' Chris told them.

''The iron casts?'' Brick replied rather confused as he stared at them just as confusedly.

''Not the casts, but what's inside them!'' Chris corrected them as Chef Hatchet smashed the casts open, revealing 2 small but beautiful golden replicas of the towers of the Sagrada Familia. The Troubled Travelers seemed to be very content with their reward.

''I can sell this for charity!'' Dawn happily said as she picked one replica up.

Brick wanted to pick up the other one, but then he saw that B stepped back to let Brick get it. Brick felt guilty and handed the golden statuette over to B. ''You deserve it more than me for your outstanding and irreplaceable work!'' Brick told him with mild pride as he saluted B, to which B saluted back.

''I could have sold that thing for myself!'' Anne Maria quietly scolded.

''It would look great on Lightning's trophy plank!'' Lightning lamented, to which Jo nodded agreeably.

''It could have…'' Dakota began complaining before she cheered up again. ''…Oh wait, I can pay someone to make that, never mind!'' Dakota said before she giggled.

''So much happiness!'' Chris mumbled. ''For the Travelers!'' He added. ''But it's all bad and bitter for you now Pilots, because the Plunge of shame awai…'' Chris tried to say until Alejandro interrupted him.

''Chris, it was a pleasure to meet with you again, but I'm going my own way!'' Alejandro politely told Chris.

''Your own way to where?''

''To Pamplona for the San Fermin festival!'' [10]

Chris thought for a moment. ''Isn't that with that running of the bulls?'' The contestants from both teams gulped as they felt something bad coming.

''Yes it is.'' Alejandro replied.

Chris then mused for a few moments until he grew a wicked smile. ''Change of plans kids, no elimination yet! We're going to fly to Pamplona to run with the bulls!'' Chris announced with glee. The contestants had never groaned and disagreed this intense and hateful. Despite that, they all followed Chris.

(Confessional cam. And there begins among the most controversial of challenges yet!)

Dawn: I've never thought well of Chris Mclean, but when he made us compete in a barbaric, perverse game like this, then you'd wish he died the most inhuman and painful possible!

(Static)

Sam: 'groans' I should look at it from the bright side, if I'm gruesomely wounded, then I'm most likely removed from the show and then I'll be able to play games all day at the comfort and safety of my own room!

(End Confessional cam.)

A few hours later, everybody was standing on a empty street where crush barriers were placed alongside the sidewalks to protect the large crowd that were standing on the sidewalks and balconies. There were small openings beside the steel fences for people to get off and on the street.

''I don't think that I have to explain this challenge, do I?'' Chris smugly asked the contestants. ''Just run until you reach the arena where you'll get some more rules!'' Chris added.

Chef then forcefully hung a red handkerchief that was tied together around everybody's neck. Much to the annoyance of the contestants

''Don't you have an orange one? Red and purple don't really match!'' Anne Maria complained.

''Everyone who complains will get one around their eyes!'' Chris assured the jeering contestants, who quieted down almost immediately.

Lightning looked around the crowd with full bewilderment. ''Lightning's living his dream! Lots of people cheering for him to win this!'' Lightning dreamily said before he took all kinds of victorious poses for the crowd.

''They cheer for the bulls to reduce you to a chunk of dead meat!'' Jo bluntly told him. Someone in the crowd then unintentionally threw an empty bottle at Lightning's head, knocking him out once again. Jo noticed this and nudged Brick to get his attention.

''Want to hear something amazing? Watch!'' Jo said to Brick as she pointed at Lightning, who got up on his feet and inspected his red fabric.

''May I inquire that the theory that male Bos Taurus and the entire family of Bovinae are enraged by the color red is just a myth?'' Lightning said in his formal voice again. Brick's jaw fell out of amazement.

''Did Lightning just said something I did not understand?'' Brick asked quite baffled.

''You heard it right!'' Jo said with a smirk.

''You may, but we wear these for tradition!'' Alejandro replied, ignoring Brick and Jo.

Lightning chuckled rather arrogantly ''A tradition built on old and common beliefs! I find it rather foolish and juvenile I must say!'' Alejandro only frowned intensely at the jock.

Dawn wanted to say something to Lightning but then a very loud horn was heard and the crowds roared in excitement.

''Well, 30 more seconds before the bulls! Success kids, if you want out, here's an entrance, but remember that you'll let your team down!'' Chris said as he and Chef went through the opening behind the fence. ''Oh, and don't get gored! The viewing public are engrossed by that!'' Chris warned them before they ran off.

''Captain Jo, can I go now?'' Sam stammered as he was shaking on his legs in anxiety.

''No one goes or everyone goes! And the first one is not an option!'' Jo yelled at him as she, like most of the other readied themselves to run away.

''Wow, hey!'' Anne Maria shouted as she held her hands in defense. ''I'm not gettin' any better from runnin' away from some stinky bulls! It makes me sweaty and these shoes are not made for runnin' you know!''

''Because they're not real!'' Dakota mumbled under her breath, Anne Maria didn't notice this.

''I'm out!'' Anne Maria finished. She walked over to the opening and went through it, to be heralded with many jeers from the crowd and disapproving stares from the Problematic Pilots.

''So Jo, now that Lighting's the opposite of himself, want to race?'' Brick humbly asked.

Jo smiled rather pleased. ''I thought you'd never ask!'' She responded as they got ready.

Everyone stared in the distance when they heard the rumbling of the bulls and made a last second mental preparation before they had to run. Everyone became rather unsettled when they heard the rumbling getting louder while they still hadn't seen any bulls coming in at them.

Sam then looked back and saw a big dust cloud coming in at them. ''HOLY CRAP ON A SANDWICH! BEHIND US!'' Sam yelled to get above the rumbling. Everybody looking back a split second before they ran as fast as they could from the bulls while the crowd cheered.

Most of the contestants came around the corner with most of them screaming in fear as the bulls were running right behind them. Those who were not screaming or looking panicked in any way were Alejandro, who had a vivid smile etched on his face as he almost seemed to cry tears of joy. And Lightning, who just had a neutral face while he ran.

''Hey Dawn.'' Jo asked.

''Yes?'' Dawn replied between pants.

''Can't you tell them to back off or something?''

''I wish I could Jo,'' Dawn said before she looked back at the bulls. ''But they're so enraged that I need time to get their attention, and they'll certainly have trampled me before I have gotten that time!'' Dawn explained.

''Are you hinting that you can communicate with those bovines?'' Lightning asked before he chuckled arrogantly. ''That is outright ridiculous!''

Dawn bended over Jo. ''Has something happened to Lightning? He appears to be…Different.''

''No time to answer that now, to busy running and trying to beat Brick!'' Jo hastily answered before she ran ahead of her and passed Brick.

Lightning then ran next to Dawn again. ''What circumstance has led people to name me Lightning while my name is without a doubt Luther? I find Lightning to sound like I would be an overly supercilious and over pretentious athlete doesn't it?''

Dawn opened her mouth to reply but was shushed by Lightning before she could say anything.

''I'd like to partake in some more conversations, but we are currently being tailed by very outraged male bovines.'' Lightning said in his formal voice again before he ran off.

After a few more minutes of running with the bulls on their tails, the contestants and Alejandro made it into the bullfighting arena. As soon as the last contestant ran through the gate, a metal fence fell down, leaving all bulls outside of the arena.

''Viva la vida loca!'' Alejandro yelled rather ecstatically for his being as he raised his arms, the crowd that was in the arena cheered for Alejandro.

''I hope you enjoyed the sight of my butt Brickster, because it was basically the only thing you saw during our race!'' Jo taunted to the cadet as she, like the others, rested a bit.

''I didn't have a problem with that! In fact, I kind of enjoyed it!'' Brick admitted before he slapped his mouth and received a confused/suspicious stare from Jo.

(Confessional cam. I don't believe that Brick saw nothing but Jo's butt. Unless he WANTED to!)

Jo: If that was some strategy to throw me of my game Brick, it sort of worked! 'Stands up and turns her backside to the camera/mirror behind it to inspect her butt' Is my butt really that tight?

(Static)

Brick: 'bangs his head against the wall' Stupid! 'Does so again' Stupid! 'And again' Stupid remark!

(End Confessional cam.)

''Contestants!'' Chris's voice boomed through the arena, making the contestants look around the crowd before they spotted Chris, Chef and Anne Maria. ''Congrats, you've all made it without getting gored! Only to avoid doing so for another challenge!'' Chris announced, which was met with the usual groans.

''But we just ran for miles with rabid bulls on our tail!'' Sam reasoned.

''We've only ran a few hundred yards!'' Jo corrected him, with mild annoyance.

''Aren't there supposed to be toreadors?'' Alejandro noted.

''Yeah… About that, they didn't have any money to pay them!'' Chris admitted.

''And thank you financial crisis of Europe!'' Jo yelled at nothing rather irritated.

''Problematic Pilots, Troubled Travelers, come all but one of your fittest team members here behind the safety of this wall!'' Chris instructed as the Problematic Pilots left Lightning behind whereas the Travelers left B in the ring.

Chris and the others came over to the contestants after they climbed over the wall separating the viewing public from the arena. Anne Maria sat down on a chair beside the other Pilots and the contestants in the ring stood close by to listen. ''The relay-bullfighting challenge is as easy as it is deadly! Each teen must stay 30 seconds in the arena with 2 angry bulls until the horn goes off, after which a teammate takes the place of bull bait! It's that easy!'' Chris assured them.

''But is it safe?'' Dakota asked.

''Definitely not!'' Chris answered cocksure. ''But if one of you makes the mistake of getting gored by them, we'll send some guys in to distract the bull.''

''That's pretty much for your safety standards!'' Jo told the host with mild sarcasm.

''I know!''

''But what about Anne Maria? Can she compete?'' Jo asked as she pointed at said Pilot.

''No! she let you guys down in the bull run, so…'' Chris responded as he raised his shoulders.

''If we lose, you're gonna pay for this!'' Jo said as she pointed intensely at Anne Maria.

Anne Maria stood up to retort but then a loud horn was sounded. B and Lightning turned around to spot 2 angry bulls getting into the arena and almost directly charging in at them after they spotted them.

''It is the given time to grab this bovine by the horns!'' Lightning said after he dodged the charge of one bull with relative ease. Someone from the crowd then threw a red patch. Lightning knew that he could distract the bull with the rag into charging into a wall. But as Lightning had almost succeeded in his plan, he was knocked into the wall by the other bull when it slipped his attention. Lightning rubbed the back of his head and groaned.

B knew that he had to distract the bulls, so he took a brown crayon and quickly drew a bull on the wooden wall he stood next to. The bulls spotted the fairly well drawn cow of B and tried to court it for a moment until they noticed that it was a fake. They turned around to attack B, who dragged Lightning along with him back to the others after the horn was sounded. Jo and Chef pulled Lightning over the fence as B was climbing over to the other side and picked Dawn, much to her frustration. The Pilots picked Dakota to go in.

''I absolutely refuse to play this awful and cruel game according to their animal unfriendly rules! I'll personally introduce them to a new more peaceful set!'' Dawn grumbled as she and Dakota climbed over the metal fence while Alejandro was distracting the bulls with much joy to assure a safe entry for the contestants.

''Hippy girl seemed to be pretty ticked off!'' Anne Maria said to the others as she continued to file her nails, not paying much attention to the ongoing challenge.

''It is similar to putting you in a freak show!'' Jo replied.

''What's going on y'all?'' Lightning asked in his usual voice again as he stood up and rubbed the back of his head.

''Welcome back Lightning!'' Jo said as she kept her eyes on the contestants in the arena.

(Confessional cam. They should make a hangover movie with Lightning!)

Lightning: 'Confused' Why sha-can't I remember half of the day? What in Aaron Rodgers name happened when Lightning was out?

(Static)

Alejandro: I love life! How much I longed to run with the bulls again! I should sing a serenade about it! 'Scrapes his throat and begins to sing, just then the camera cuts off to static'

(End Confessional cam.)

''Say Dawn.'' Dakota began as she stared in anxiety at Alejandro leaving the arena.

''Yes Dakota.'' Dawn said while she was staring at the cheering crowd with a rather disapproving and angry glare.

''You do not happen to have any experience with angry bulls right?'' Dakota stammered.

''Logical question regarding the fear present in your aura. But no, I do not!'' Dawn said while still staring angrily at her surroundings. ''But I'm certain that I'll gain that experience today!'' Dawn said as she confidently stepped towards one of the bulls. The public's cheers died down and awaited the aftermath of this bold move. Dawn calmly stared one of the bulls in the eyes and slowly approached it. The other bull stood by and observed Dawn's actions, so did Dakota.

''You don't have to be afraid of me! I'm not meaning to humiliate you!'' Dawn soothingly said as she sticked her hand out to the bull to let the bovine sniff it. Dawn then slowly moved her hand to the skull of the bull and petted it ever calmly. 10 seconds had passed now and the crowd did not like this act of pacifistic bullfighting. They began to jeer loudly, which angered the bulls. Dawn cautiously stepped back as the bulls began to look around the arena full of anger. Then they spotted Dakota dead ahead of them, and charged in at her.

''No! don't hurt her! She won't do you any harm!'' She yelled after the bulls. The bulls didn't listen and charged in on a shaking Dakota. The contestants held their breaths (And in Sam's case, held his heart) as it would appear that the bull would bowl Dakota over. This did not happen as Dakota did a quick cartwheel to the one direction that the bulls couldn't get her. The contestants and the crowd went wild for this and Dakota took a few poses and waved lovingly at the crowds until she noticed that the bulls were attacking again. She once again dodged with a cartwheel to safety.

''Hi, hi! I love you too!'' She giggled as she took some more poses before she turned back to the bulls. This time, Dakota dodged the bulls by jumping up from one of the bull's horns and did a somersault before she landed back on her feet. The horn sounded and the 2 girls ran back to the other contestants to send someone else in.

''Hey, I'm sorry that I hogged all the attention!'' Dakota apologized as they climbed up the metal bars.

''No, that's okay!'' Dawn told her. ''They weren't willing to accept my way anyhoe!''

''That was beyond awesome!'' Sam yelled as he hugged his girlfriend.

''Don't compliment me silly! Compliment my gymnastics teacher!''

Dawn tagged a shocked Brick to go in. Jo saw this and used Dakota's free hand to tag herself.

''It's time for the classic showdown, Brick! you ready for it?'' Jo wheezed rather intimidating into Brick's face.

''You make me ready!'' Brick responded a whole lot less intimidating. ''And that makes me happy!'' He added. Jo's eyes shot wide with confusion.

''What's wrong with you today?!'' She mumbled rather vexed.

''The thing is, Jo. I…'' Brick stammered until Chef grabbed Brick and threw him over the fence, while Jo voluntarily climbed over.

''Last one standing wins!'' Jo said after they dusted themselves off.

''Affirmative!'' Brick replied as they both looked at the bulls that were right in front of them.

Brick and Jo each walked

Both contestants separately ran off along the edges of the round arena with one bull chasing after each of them. However, the 2 of them eventually ran into each other again with a loud thud.

''Stop copying my way and be creative for once!'' Jo scolded the cadet as she rubbed her forehead.

''Less lecturing more running!'' Brick yelped as the 2 of them ran to the center of the arena to avoid the charges. The bulls then charged in on the 2 and they almost had to hug each other do dodge them.

Jo looked Brick in the eyes rather suspiciously. ''You're not enjoying this, right?'' She calmly asked.

''Maybe.'' Brick stammered.

The horn then sounded and Jo and Brick ran back to the others. But right before they could climb the fence, Brick's eyes shot wide when he noticed that one of the bulls was charging in at Jo, who still stood within range of the bull's charge.

''This challenge is seriously awesome Chef! Why haven't we been here before?'' [11] Chris enthusiastically asked the chef.

''Jo.'' Brick stammered.

''Not now!''

''Jo!'' Brick repeated.

Jo turned her head to look at Brick, not being able to see the bull coming in at her and not hearing them due to the noisy crowd. ''What don't you understand about…''

Brick then pushed her off the fence onto the ground right before the bull rammed Brick, which made the crowd and the contestants hurl and Brick yelp in pain and fear as he was dragged off by the bull.

''Maybe that's why.'' Chef plainly answered as Chris looked a bit horrified at the cadet being bashed to pulp by 2 angry bulls. Chris then switched his walkie-talkie on. ''We still need him, so… A little help please?'' Chris requested while Brick continued to make several pained grunts along with the bloody bashing noises. After Chris switched the device off, 3 guys jumped in the ring and tried to distract the bull.

(Confessional cam. The bull grabbed Brick on his horns instead of Brick grabbing the bull by it.)

Sam: Chris had to radio someone to help Brick? Geez! You'd expect them to rescue someone from raging bulls immediately!

(End Confessional cam.)

''He's going to be alright, don't worry!'' Chris assured the contestants, who looked at a seriously wounded Brick as he was dragged off by several men.

''But what about the challenge now?'' Jo asked the host.

''Be ashamed of yourself Jo!'' Dawn scolded Jo. ''Brick probably risked his life for you and you only care about the challenge!'' Dawn continued to lecture Jo, who seemed to be a little bit ashamed indeed.

''To compensate for the fact that Brick's probably out of here, I give the win to the original winners of today's episode, the Troubled Travelers.'' Chris announced, but the Troubled Travelers remained quiet due to them hesitating if they should be happy about their success.

''But that's not fair! They only win because that guy got beaten up?'' Lightning asked very indignant.

''Feel free to throw yourself in front of the bulls to receive a broken ribcage!'' Chris retorted, not willing to get into a discussion. Lightning groaned and backed off.

(Confessional cam. Pain is weakness leaving your body? Yeah Right! And those ribs sticking out of your skin are loans!)

Jo: I have to say, Dawn had a point there. Brick threw me out of range of a charging bull and took the blow himself! Maybe those honor and moral code things aren't all that laughable after all. And winning from a gruesomely wounded rival isn't that fun anyway!

(Static)

Dawn: Brick's sacrifice confirmed what I was already expecting, Brick has a crush on Jo. The stammering, the terrible reactions and then this sacrifice! I've could've predicted it long ago! 'Lightly slaps her forehead once' Why am I sometimes so incredibly airheaded?

(End Confessional cam.)

Everybody except for Alejandro stood around the stretcher that Brick laid on with bandages on his skin.

''Brick, you've earned the medal of bravery for not passing out while you were being beaten to a pulp!'' Jo told Brick

''Ahum!'' Dawn faked a cough as she nudged Jo a little.

''And of course, thank you for saving me from laying there instead of you!'' Jo soothingly thanked Brick while she patted his head, she then slapped a hand on his bandaged shoulder, making him hiss in pain a bit.

''Aside from the crushed lungs and internal bleedings, it was nothing ma'am!'' Brick said as he tried to salute back, but was stopped by his pained shoulder.

''And your fractures are hardly anything either, Brick!'' Chris reported to Brick as he came by.

''What'd you mean hardly anything? I'm am laying here in shambles!'' Brick responded confused as 2 doctors came by and were about to roll him into the ambulance.

''Nothing these doctors here can't fix! See you in some time Brick, we'll wait for you!'' Chris said before he was wheeled into the ambulance and driven off, to be waved after by the others. Chris then turned back to the contestants. ''Travelers, I'd like to welcome you into 1st class!'' Chris then turned to the Pilots. ''And Pilots, when we're in the air again, I'd like to wish one of you farewell!''

(Voting cam. Has nothing to say today.)

Anne Maria: 'Tries to stamp Jo's passport with Anne Maria holding the stamp upside down' Why doesn't this thing work?!

(Static)

Dakota: It's not that I don't like you or something, it's just that your smart guy self really scares me and gives me a low self esteem! 'stamps Lightning's passport'

(Static)

Jo: 'Holds both Lightning's and Anne Maria's passport, she then show Anne Maria's passport to the camera' It is that I have bigger priorities right now, but then next time… 'Makes slit throat gesture before she stamps Lighting's passport'

(Static)

Lightning: 'Stamps Jo's passport' …Sha-bam… 'And again' …Sha-boom… 'And again' …And Sha-bye bye!

(Static)

Sam: 'Stamps Lightning's passport'

(End Voting cam.)

The remaining Pilots rendezvoused with Chef (Who held the usual plate of peanut bags) and Chris in the elimination room.

''Chef, where's Alejandro?'' Chris whispered to Chef as the Pilots were still busy seating themselves.

''He stayed in Pamplona. Kid wanted to run with the bulls some more.'' Chef replied.

''Oh okay!'' Chris shrugged.

''Someday please!'' Jo yelled at Chris rather irritated.

Chris shot an annoyed glare at her before he tried to get something out of his chest pocket, not getting anything out of it. ''I swore that I had a note with a nice monologue laying around here somewhere,'' Chris said as he scratched his chin and looked around. He then raised his shoulders. ''Never mind! I'll have to think of one right now!'' Chris dropped his shoulders and scraped his throat. ''5 Pilots have gathered to say goodbye to 1 of them. They have decided, and I wonder who it is going to be?'' Chris said as he took a bag of peanuts off the plate Chef was holding.

''Is it going to be Jo, who bosses her team around and can be incredibly devious and unfair?'' Chris pondered as Jo grew a big scowl and crossed her arms. ''Not today!'' Chris answered his own question and threw the bag to Jo, whose scowl disappeared.

''Is it going to be Anne Maria, who is a total burden to her team?'' Chris continued.

''Hey! I've to make choices! Trying to win the million at the expense of my looks or staying pretty. And I made the right choice I think!'' Anne Maria confidently told everyone as she looked around at her teammates.

''But you apparently have no problem carrying her!'' Chris said as he threw the second bag to Anne Maria.

''Is it going to be Dakota…'' Chris began before he stopped to think of good reasons to vote for her. ''…For who I cannot think of good reasons to vote for her.'' Chris said somewhat downcast as he took the third bag and threw it to a grinning Dakota.

''But it is definitely going to be either Sam, the couch potato, or Lightning, the self-centered jock! And today's eliminatee is…''

''…''

(Screen turns to a panicked Sam)

''…''

(Screen turns to an tensioned Lightning)

''…''

''Lightning!'' Chris announced as he threw the last bag to Sam while Chef Hatchet walked over to the lever of the Pinball Plunger of Shame.

''This is outrageous!'' Lightning yelled as he shot up and walked over to Chris. ''Lightning hasn't had his revenge on Joe yet! That dude needs to get what's coming to him!'' Lightning tried to reason with Chris as an infuriated Jo now stood up as well, stomped over to Lightning and turned him around to face her.

''Lightning, before you go, take a look at this!'' Jo said as she lifted her hood up, revealing the white tank top she wore underneath.

Lightning stared at her body quite confused, not noticing her boobs. ''Why are you sha-showing me your chest?''

Jo groaned and now lifted her tank top up as well, showing her white sport bra.

''What's up with that tank top under your tank top?'' Lightning asked, still confused and still not noticing her boobs.

Jo groaned furiously and stomped her foot. She calmed herself down and turned Lightning to the exit in such a way that only Lightning could see Jo's front. Jo then lifted her hood and her tank top up.

''You've already showed that…'' Lightning said until Jo now lifted the sport bra up as well, interrupting Lightning and greatly startling him and the other Pilots as he stared at Jo's jugs full of disbelief. ''Holy crap! Dude, you're not a dude!'' Lightning managed to bring out before Chef pulled the lever and launched Lightning out of the plane.

Jo put all her clothes down, nodded satisfied and walked along with all the other Pilots (who were still a little fazed) away.

Chris stared after Jo a little horrified until he fully gained his senses back. ''And that was yet another flashy episode! But will the next episode be better? Heck, will it be the breast… best episode ever? See for yourself next time on Total, DRAMA, VENGEANCE!''

You found that worth waiting 5 weeks for?

[1] Reference to Louis Vuitton.

[2] The country they're going to visit is actually incredibly easy on this subject.

[3] The right word to say to an emir is 'Your Highness'.

[4] This is truly happening! Entire highways remain unused due to toll booths being placed at either ends! Must leave them with little maintenance then!

[5] Anton Gaudi, the designer of La Sagrada Familia.

[6] The basilica doesn't have any large bells. Only small ones.

[7] If you know what song Brick is humming, you'll know what song B is playing.

[8] El Tomatina is a Spanish festival held in the town of Búnol every last Wednesday of August where you can throw tomatoes at each other purely for the fun of it!

[9] Fun Fact: The Molotov Cocktail was invented during the Spanish civil war.

[10] The San Fermin festival is held from the 6th to the 13th of July. So this challenge isn't supposed to happen considering that it is early May.

[11] Another Fun Fact: Pamplona was proposed as a destination for TDWT. But it was eventually scrapped, most likely because using bullfighting in a challenge is pretty wrong!

Teams:

Problematic Pilots: Anne Maria Dakota Jo and Sam.

Troubled Travelers: B Brick Dawn.

Eliminated: Anne Maria (returned in Amsterdamned). Staci. Zoey. Cameron. Mike (Bailed out). Scott. Lightning.

That was chapter 10 of this fic! I hope you didn't mind the long wait, but I had to think of one extra challenge from scrap to fill the chapter a bit. I'm going to try to post the next chapter before the new year! You got my word on that!

If i'm allowed to say it, this was the best song i've written so far! And it is also the last one i've planned! Because it isn't exactly a breeze to write them!

I have nothing more to say here, except that you can't look around the review space underneath here, so please, use it. you'd make me happy (But like you'd give a sh(Censor)t about that)!

Until next time,

Je kan de groeten uit Zuid Holland krijgen,

Lowland Warrior.