Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama Action. Owning it is merely a pipe dream...
Author's Note: Triple T is back! I hope this is the episode you've been dreaming of! Okay, I really need to stop with the dream puns...
P.S.: I think I taste pretty good...like a strange mix of schedules and Pong. Yes, those were two random things off the top of my head. No, I don't do drugs.
TDA: My Way
Episode 10: Pitiful Dreamers
Owen danced around the Dock of Shame, wearing a loincloth. "Ugga bugga! Me Owen! Me eat mammoth! Gragh!" He slammed a large club onto the dock, creating some holes.
"OWEN! I don't want to pay for another dock, dude!" Chris yelled, wearing a high-tech spacesuit.
Owen threw the club away. "Me sorry…"
Chris massaged his temples. "…Last time on Total Drama Action, I sent the teams on a race…THROUGH TIME!"
A clip of the campers entering the first portal was shown.
"Rivalries turned as red hot as the Ancient Egyptian desert! Harold and Ethan had to be shackled together in order to not throw the challenge…"
A clip of Harold and Ethan's argument was shown, followed by a clip of them gagged and shackled.
"…And Noah proved to Mary that the best way to learn about history isn't to go though it!"
A clip of Noah lecturing Mary was shown.
"Meanwhile, naked guys beat up samurai! That's not important to the plot, but it was AWESOME!"
A clip of the athletes beating up the samurai was shown.
"Several campers found their roots as well!"
Clips of Ayami, Izzy, and Owen's ancestry were shown.
"But in the end, Izzy's recklessness gave the Deadly Sparrows the win. AGAIN!"
A clip of the car going through the donut was shown.
"The campfire ceremony was a close one. Actually, it was a tie (don't tell the campers this), so I chose to eliminate Mary as a shocking twist!"
A clip of Mary saying goodbye to Noah was shown.
"Now I'll leave you with the following questions. Can Harold and Ethan's rivalry amp up even more? Will Izzy grow overconfident? Will Noah ever find his Achilles' heel? Find out tonight, on Total. Drama. Action!"
Mary sulked as Chris tightened a bolt on her newest invention. "I'm going to get paid for this, right?" she asked, an eyebrow cocked.
Chris wiped his brow. "You'll get the same pay as the other assistants: minimum!"
Mary stomped her foot. "You think you can keep me here after my elimination to make me invent stuff for your stupid challenges, and expect me to accept MINIMUM WAGE?!"
"Yeah, that sounds about right."
"I'm OUT OF HERE!" Mary stomped over to the door as Chris smirked.
"Mary, the PAY might be minimum, but this job is still WORTH it!"
Mary continued to stomp. "HOW?"
"You mean you DON'T want to visit the dreams of, say, Noah, and find out embarrassing things about him?"
She stopped in her tracks. "You're trying to turn me into a sadist?"
"Yep!"
"I'm in."
Confessionals
Mary smiled, her head held up high. "'Mary: the fourth cast member'. I like the sound of that!"
Noah peered upward in apprehension at the balcony above him. "Why must this be so similar to Romeo and Juliet?" The nerd sweated as he took out a guitar and began to strum. "When the moon hits your eye, like a big pizza pie, that's amore…" He sang quite well, which shocked even him. "When the world seems to shine, like you've had too much wine, that's amore…"
"Hey, where is that romantic singing coming from?"
The sound of her voice both melted his heart and quickened its pace. "Uh…When the stars make you drool, just like pasta fagiole, that's amore…"
The curtains drew back as the love of his life strolled onto the balcony and leaned onto the rail. "Hi Noah! Nice song!"
He could hardly concentrate anymore. "When you dance on the street, with a cloud at your feet, you're in love…"
Snickering came from behind the bushes, but Noah couldn't care less at this point. He floated up to the balcony until he was eye to eye with her. He took out a bouquet of flowers.
"So…Katie…? Want to…uh…you know…?" he whimpered. He flinched back, expecting rejection, when all the sudden she wrapped her arms around him and gave him the best kiss of his life.
"Oh Noah!" she swooned. "You are soooooooo romantic!"
"Pfffft…BWAHAHAHHAHAAHAAHA!" Chris and Mary came up to them from behind.
Noah chortled. "Laugh all you like, guys, but you will never experience love this strong."
Chris and Mary stared at each other, shrugged, and laughed harder.
"What are they laughing at, shnookums?" Katie asked. "Are my nails still wet?"
"HAHAHAHOOHOOHOO…" Chris wiped a tear from his eye. "Man, that's a good one! Oh, and by the way, you're dreaming, Noah."
Noah's eyes bulged. "D-D-Dreaming?!"
"Yep! Do ya honestly think Katie would ever meet you on a balcony, BY HERSELF?!" Mary asked, laughing her head off.
Noah shivered, as another girl materialized out of thin air.
"HI NOAH!!!!! I'm Sadie, and I'm UGLEH! You're gonna have to live with me FOREVER! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Noah bolted upright on his bed. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Confessionals
Cody shrugged. "At least he wasn't kissing my ear that time."
Joseph whistled as he drove home from work. It was a pleasant, warm day out and there was practically no traffic.
"Heheheheh…"
He quickly whipped his head to the back seat. He thought he heard something, but he saw nothing. He continued to whistle calmly until he reached his quaint home.
"JOSEPH! YOU'RE LATE AGAIN!"
He rolled his eyes. His wife, Casey, was always nagging him like this. He scrunched his eyes, fearing what was going to happen when he opened the door…
"Joseph! Where have you BEEN?!" Casey shrilled, pointing a finger in his face. "Today is garbage day, and I see you HAVEN'T PUT AWAY THE GARBAGE!" She pointed at the overflowing trash bin in the kitchen. "You also forgot to go to the grocery store, DIDN'T YOU?!"
Joseph flinched. "I th-th-th-thought we h-had enough f-f-food for a week!"
Casey only got madder. "DID YOU SEE THE WEATHER FORECAST?! THEY PREDICTED BLACKOUTS, AND I DON'T WANT ROTTEN FOOD!"
Tears started to run down his face. "…I'm sorry, dear."
"SORRY?! SORRY AIN'T GONNA CUT THE BACON THIS TIME! I'M FILILNG FOR DIVORCE! AND I'M TAKING CUSTODY OF LITTLE JACOB, TOO!" She snatched their baby boy and stormed out of the house.
Joseph sighed. "Why, oh why did I marry you? You were the one who requested the marriage!"
"Heheheheh…"
"Okay, what is that?" Joseph opened the closet to discover Chris and Mary laughing.
"Huh? I haven't seen you guys for fifteen years…and you haven't aged?"
Mary slapped him on the back. "Calm down, Joseph. You're dreaming!"
"…Thank goodness…" Joseph laid on his back, relief washing over him.
---
Ayami laced on her skates and popped up, ready for action.
A member of a popular boy band raised a flag with a wrapped candy on it. "Ready…set…CANDY TIME!!!!!" He lowered his flag, and Ayami and her stuffed animals zoomed past the starting line. Using fast strokes, she surged ahead as she entered the chocolate section. Knowing what to do, she opened her mouth impossibly wide and the massive chocolate bar slid into her gullet, without adding any weight whatsoever.
"Muchos luchos compadre!" a shirtless Geoff waved from a tea party.
Ayami allowed for a quick wave, then she focused her attention at the approaching lollipop section. She extended her giant tongue and licked, licked like she never licked before. The lollipops shrunk into nothingness right before she entered the section
"This is your shining moment, Ayami…" a unicorn sang, flying above her.
Ayami bit her fingers in nervousness. "Omigoshthefinal sectionisthecake sectionI'venever beatenthecake sectionIcan'tdoit!"
"You can do it, Ayami!" Kiwi wiggled his arms.
She suddenly put on a serious expression. "Yes…Icandoit!" She took out a giant fork and spoon, and started shoveling the cake in her mouth.
The assorted pink clouds, mythical creatures, and hot boys gasped. "Can she do it this time?" one asked.
After about a minute, Ayami burst from the other side of the enormous cake and slid past the finish line. Everyone cheered, including the stuffed animals she beat.
"Congratulations, Ayami!" the boy band member at the finish line announced. "You win first prize; a lifetime supply of…" he lifted a curtain, revealing a huge tub of… "SUGAR!"
Her eyes widened. "SUGAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!" She leapt into the tub and started eating, when she thought she heard something.
"Heheheheh…"
"HeyamIeating livingsugar?" She buried herself into the tub until she found Chris and Mary laughing. "Heyguyswhatare youdoinginmyprize didyouseemerace wasn'titamazing?!"
Chris swam out of the sugar and looked around. "Ayami, you REALLY need to eat less sugar."
Mary popped up beside him. "Do you want diabetes when you're older?
Ayami resurfaced as well. "What'sdiabetes?"
"Diabetes is a disease where the pancreas doesn't create enough insulin." Kiwi wiggled his arms.
Mary slapped her forehead. "You need to watch less Chowder, too."
---
Everywhere he looked, it was mud, and it was all his for the wallowing.
"COWABUNGUH!" Edmund landed headfirst into the mud, guffawing.
"Hey howdy, pardner. I see ya'll takin' a mighty likin' to this here mud!" A second splash of mud showered over him as Josephine, wearing farmer's clothes, jumped in the mud after him.
"Guhuh! I live on da farm!" Edmund made a mud angel. Suddenly, cows dropped from the white sky. All that could be heard was mooing as the cows were screaming for their lives. Fortunately, they were uninjured when they landed in the mud.
"Y'all like cows?" Josephine asked, climbing on top of one.
"Yeah, yeah, I like cows!" Edmund climbed up the same cow and hung his face upside-down in front of its face. "Cows go oink!"
"Moo." The cow looked miffed, somehow.
Bubbles made their way to the surface of the mud. "This dream is stupid. Let's go somewhere else!"
"Guhhhhhh…who said that?" Edmund slid off the cow and placed his ear where the bubbles came from.
More bubbles surfaced and popped. "C'mon Mary, you know we need to spend enough time here to give it a score."
"But I HATE MUD!"
Edmund suddenly screamed bloody murder. "MUD PEOPLES! MUD PEOPLES CAME TO DEESTROY US! HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!"
Chris and Mary's heads broke the surface. "Calm down dude, we're not mud people!
"B-B-But youse people! People in da mud! YOUSE MUD PEOPLES!!!!!"
Mary scoffed, "With that logic, you'd be a mud person too."
Edmund gasped. "ISE A MUD PEOPLES?!!!!! GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He furiously strangled himself, which woke him up.
---
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up a pink dress.
"$300," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the dress on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up a pair of pink shoes.
"$250," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the shoes on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up a bottle of pink nail polish.
"$150," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the nail polish on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up a pink lipstick tube.
"$75," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the lipstick on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up a pair of pink sunglasses.
"$225," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed the sunglasses on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed its cost.
Mary pulled on her hair. "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
"Uh…excuse me? How much does this cost?" Lindsay asked the sales clerk, holding up Mary.
"$1000," she replied, not even looking up.
"YAY!" Lindsay placed Mary on the conveyor belt as the scanner confirmed her cost.
---
The audience cheered and whooped, warmed up for the next performance.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" announced the emcee. "Are ya ready for Canada's most beloved dynamic duo?!"
The audience went wild.
"Because here they are! May I present to you the wheezing wonder, Harold, and his bootylicious babe, LeShawna!"
The audience cheered like crazy and rap music blasted into the theater as the couple in question stepped to the mike.
Harold waved his hands to quiet the audience. "Wow, would you look at this full house! GOSH!"
The audience laughed at Harold's trademark outburst.
"Now before I sing to you, I'd like to know; is there an Ethan in the premises?"
The entire audience pointed in unison to a spot backstage, where Ethan was cutting a rope attached to a sandbag above Harold's head. The spotlight then aimed at him, and he hid his saw behind his back and smiled innocently.
"Hey look, Ethan's being evil again!" Harold teased. "Guess what happens to him when he acts evil?"
"WHOOPA$$!" the audience screamed.
"Go get him, sugar!" LeShawna ran over to Ethan and beat the tar out of him to thunderous applause. After he was good and bloody, she joined Harold back at the mike, dusting off her hands.
Harold swooned. "Oh that LeShawna, I love her so! And do you know why?"
"WHY?!" the audience screamed.
The music started. "Because…I like big butts and I cannot lie!"
"You otha brothas cannot deny!" LeShawna added
"That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in yo' face ya get SPRUNG! Wanna pull up front 'cause ya notice that butt was stuffed! Deep in the jeans she's wearin', I'm hooked and I can't stop starin'!"
"Harold, you seriously dream about singing THIS?!" Chris laughed, interrupting the song.
"Hey, you messed me up!" complained Harold. "GUARDS!"
Mary slanted her eyes towards Chris. "Nice one." They then started running for their lives from the guards.
---
Allison bent her knees a few times and put her hands to her sides. She looked directly up at the sky; sapphire blue with many fluffy, inviting clouds.
"I believe I can fly…I believe I can touch the sky…" As she sang, she found the ground moving away from her.
"What a cliché dream!" Chris complained.
However, Allison wasn't listening. She was in bliss, flying amongst the clouds while she sang. "I think about it every night and day…spread my wings and fly away…" She landed on a cloud, snuggling it like a blanket. I believe I can soar…I see me running through that open door…"
Mary lifted her glasses and wiped a tear. "I know this is schmaltzy…but I love things like this…"
"I believe I can fly…I believe I can fly…" Allison slowly landed in front of the hosts. "Hey guys, why are you here?"
Chris and Mary looked at each other. "Don't tell this to anyone else, but this is the immunity challenge."
Allison brushed her hair. "Like, most interesting dream wins immunity for the team? Sounds cool."
Mary shrugged. "Well, she sure took it well."
---
"Hey Mikey! You've got nice hair…BUT IT WOULD LOOK BETTER SWIRLED!" The next thing he knew, Mikey's head was stuck in a flushing toilet.
"Hey Mikey! Our flag is missing!" Mikey was suddenly hanging on the flagpole by his underwear.
"Hey Mikey! I love you!" Mikey stared as the projected face of Tam appeared in front of him.
"Y-Y-You d-d-do?" he asked, shivering. "Y-You're not g-g-going to slam me in the l-locker, or p-pants me?"
Tam's face chuckled. "No, silly! I love you! And there's only one thing I'd love more…"
"Wh-wh-what?"
The face put on an ugly sneer. "IF YOU WERE DEAD!"
Mikey jumped out of bed and grabbed onto the ceiling. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Chris snapped his fingers. "Dangit! That's not enough time to finalize my score!"
---
Ding Dong! Casey smiled, as she knew exactly who was at the door. She strutted over and opened it, revealing a gorgeous boy holding flowers.
"Casey…you are my greatest love!" he proclaimed, handing her the flowers. "I would be more than honored if I could be your boyfriend!"
"HEY! GET YOUR OWN GIRLFRIEND!" Another hot boy pushed the first one off the front stoop. "Casey, you are more beautiful than the stars in the night sky!" He held up a box of chocolates. "Will you be mine?"
"SHE'S MINE!" A third boy pushed the second away and held up a huge diamond ring. "Of course, this diamond is nowhere near as pretty as you, Casey. Will you be my girlfriend? OOF!" He was pushed off by the first two boys, who pounced on him and formed a dust cloud. Dozens of boys then joined the fray.
Casey giggled. "So many boys…but I can only have one. Oh well!" She closed the door and went up to bed. "Same time tomorrow, boys," she whispered to herself.
"Bleugh!" Mary pretended to gag and stuck her finger in her mouth. "Casey dreams she's a sl#t."
---
DJ opened the window to his bedroom, taking in the beautiful forest scenery. "Ahhhhh, what a beautiful day! Come my animal friends!" He stepped outside his tree home and raised his arms, on which many small, cute animals landed. Bunny in particular got his attention, nuzzling his leg.
DJ petted Bunny. "Good mornin' Bunny! Ya'll have a nice sleep?"
"Oh DJ, every sleep is a nice sleep when life is so perfect!" he chirped. "What fun shall we have today?"
DJ rubbed his chin. "I was thinkin' of prancin' around the forest while singin' merrily."
"Great minds think alike!" Bunny hopped in front of DJ, laughing merrily.
"Oh I'm in the forest, with all my animal friends! Havin' fun every single day, hopin' it never ends! Bouncin' like a bunny, prancin' like a deer, twitterin' like a bird, in the forest here!"
As DJ passed by, Mary shuddered. "I don't know about you, but I see something very wrong about a 6-foot plus muscular guy prancing and singing like that."
Chris shrugged. "You get used to it."
---
A green, thin ghost wiggled his arms in front of the hosts. "OoOoOoOoOhhhhh…Welcome to the Izzy Zone, where no one returns…EVER!"
Chris complained, "Hey, the EVER thing is my shtick!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you!" The ghost transformed into Mung Daal. "Now, you can either have the blue cake and go back to your innocent lives, or have the red cake and go down the rabbit hole!" He held up two strange-looking cakes.
Mary poked the blue cake. "What's in these cakes, anyway?"
"Fish-shaped dirt, fish-shaped solid waste, sediment-shaped sediment, holographic needle injectors, cross borehole electromagnetic imaging rhubarb, flaming rhubarb, fish-shaped rhubarb, rhubarb-shaped fish…"
Chris turned green. "Uh…we're not hungry…" The hosts tried to sneak by him, but he suddenly turned into Ganondorf.
"Then you must DIE!" He pushed the hosts down a tunnel, where they found Izzy floating down using her dress.
"Oh hey guys!" she greeted. "Welcome to Izzypoop; where's there's smoke, there's ME!" After she said that, the hosts were too far below to hear her. Then, they suddenly landed on something soft.
Mary took a handful of it and wrinkled her nose. "What IS this stuff?"
Mt. Yurgonadynao grew a face. "My Volvic natural spring water! Now I'm gonna eat you for breakfast!"
The hosts clung onto each other. "I don't wanna die this way!" Chris whimpered.
CHOMP! The volcano ate them, transporting them to…a really inappropriate place. Let's just say Izzy and Owen were performing sexual intercourse.
Mary covered her eyes. "GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! MY EYESSSSSSSSSS!!!!! MY EYES ARE VIRGIN!!!!!"
"You mean 'were virgin'," Chris added.
---
"Clean as a whistle!" Samuel ran a finger on his wall and examined it. There was no dust whatsoever. "Ahhhhh…now that my cleaning is done at long last, I can finally do what I really want!" He sat down at an immaculate desk and took out a bottle, followed by small wood parts and a small booklet.
"What the heck is that?" Chris whispered to Mary.
"He's making a ship in a bottle. How inventive!"
"Inventive? More like snoresville!"
"Huh?" Since the room was so quiet, Samuel could hear the whispering. He turned around and saw the top of Chris' head.
"GAH! There are people in my room! CONTAMINATION! CONTAMINATION! GET OUT!!!!!" He immediately shoved the hosts out of the room and slammed the door.
Chris frowned. "Worst dream of the night."
"No, Lindsay's was the worst," Mary corrected.
---
"Congratulations Heather; you have been given all the power you can have." Ethan bowed.
"'All the power I can have?' How powerful are we talking?" Heather asked, skeptical.
Ethan smirked. "You can basically do whatever you could possibly want. Try moving those stars around." He pointed at the night sky, dotted with many beautiful stars.
Without as much as a twitch of the mouth, all the stars swirled and moved around until they resembled Heather's face.
"…That was easier than I thought it would be." She broke into an evil grin.
"So…wanna fix this universe?"
"Yes, I would…" POP! Gwen, LeShawna, and Harold found themselves being burned alive in a white liquid with no means of escape
"GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! HEATHER, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"Revenge," she replied, not even looking over.
Ethan walked over to the victims. "Ooh, I get it! This will torture them for all eternity! Nice one!"
"Whatever." Heather snapped her fingers, and all the sudden Ethan found himself floating beside her in space, looking down at a red planet.
"Mars…hmmmm…what could I do to Mars?"
Ethan tapped her shoulder. "How about turning it into a giant lipstick tube?"
"…Nah, that's too easy. How about…creating an alien race that's sole purpose is to give me makeovers?"
"…I like it!"
With another snap of the fingers, it was done.
Heather flew over to Jupiter. "Now for Jupiter, I'm thinking…since it's so big, the race here will construct giant monoliths of my image."
"Saturn's obviously for jewelry, for Uranus I'll get rid of the methane and use it for perfume, Neptune will be for entertainment, and Pluto…"
"Pluto isn't a planet anymore," Ethan pointed out.
"Then I'll make it a planet!" Another snap of the fingers made Pluto double in size.
Mary sulked. "Okay, I think I've seen enough."
Ethan floated over to her. "Heather, did you allow Mary to breathe in space?"
Mary punched him in the face. "No, numbskull. You're dreaming!"
Ethan looked like he'd been slapped on the face. "Dreaming? DREAMING?! Aw man, you've got to be kidding me!"
---
The Next Morning…
The campers shuffled to the mess hall, moaning and with dark circles under their eyes.
"So, am I the only one who had a bad night's sleep?" asked Ayami; she was so tired, she used spaces between her words.
Noah clutched his head. "Urgh…I had this horrible dream, where…uh…Chris and Mary ruined my life…"
Casey's eyes widened. "I had a dream about Chris and Mary, too! They were being really rude!"
"Wait, you dreamed of them TOO?!"
"ARGH! They messed everything up!"
"My room!"
"Chowder!"
"Mud peoples!"
"I know why those guys were in your dreams!" Everyone stared at Allison, who was the only camper who wasn't exhausted. "Chris told me in my dream that he was there for an immunity challenge."
At that moment, Chris and Mary entered the mess hall, bright and chipper. "Morning campers! How did you sleep last night?"
Assorted grumbling echoed throughout the room.
Chris smiled. "Good! Now as Allison just said, Mary and I were in your dreams because it was your immunity challenge!"
Harold gasped. "Hey! Our heads are private!"
"Not in Camp Yurgonadynao, they're not! Anyway, Mary and I both graded your dreams on a one to ten scale, making the final scores between two and twenty. The camper with the highest score wins invincibility for their team! Let's start with…Noah!"
Noah spat out his orange juice and started to choke. Owen started performing the Heimlich maneuver on him.
"Pretty cliché dream, with the romantic balcony scene and all, but I like how you sang better than in real life. Fifteen points!"
"WOOHOO! That's awesome, Noah!" Owen slapped him on the back, causing his head to hit the table.
"Next is Joseph, with a nightmare similar to that of Hey Arnold. Not bad, but could've been more 'out there'. Twelve points!"
Joseph buried his head in his hands, while a few Sparrows gave him polite applause (Casey in particular).
"Ayami's dream was similar to what I was expecting; girly tea party meets sugar meets ADHD. It was WAY WAY WAY too pink, but the environment was complex. Fourteen points!"
"YAY!" she cheered, oblivious that she lost to Noah.
"Edmund…yeah. It was a mud field…Well, you get points for originality, but for interest? I don't think so. You got ten points!"
"Guhuh! I can count ta ten!" Edmund struggled to take his shoes off.
"Lindsay…uh…it sucked. Only four points for you."
"AWWWWWW, c'mon!" Lindsay whined.
"Harold, nice dream! Far from cliché, had your girl in it, and was catchy! You got yourself seventeen points dude!"
Harold did a fist pump. "Yes! Awesome!"
"Allison, yours was EXTREMELY cliché, but my heart nearly melted from the song. Eighteen points!"
"I believe I can fly…I believe I can touch the sky…" Allison sang, to further her point.
"Poor poor Mikey…I felt really bad for ya dude, but the dream was WAY too short. Eight points."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! BULLIES!" Mikey hid under the Sparrows' table, shivering.
"Casey, you dreamed yourself sexier, which I find a big plus! Your two scores are vastly different from each other, so ya got eleven points!"
"Aw, almost had your score, Joseph!" Casey giggled, putting her arm around him. He took it off.
"DJ, big fella, your dream was too much like Snow White. Six points."
DJ petted his bunny. "I don't see what the problem with Snow White is…"
"Izzy…uh…random. Really, really random. And really, really disturbing. However, it was so original, we had to give ya fifteen points!"
Izzy punched herself in the head repeatedly. "C'mon head! Go back to dreamland!"
"Samuel, I personally thought your dream sucked, but Mary seems to disagree. You got eleven points, too."
Samuel wasn't listening, as he was spritzing his place at the table with bacteria spray.
"And finally, Ethan. Dude, you have some huge delusions of grandeur, for Heather at least."
"Duh. Tell me something I don't know!" he snapped.
"Even though you're freakishly evil, your dream sent us into space and had some really cool superpower stuff, like really good dreams should have! Ethan, you have won the Deadly Sparrows the challenge with nineteen points!"
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!" Izzy, Ayami, and Casey all hugged Ethan, who smirked at Harold.
The Hollering Otters hung their heads in defeat.
---
Campfire Ceremony…
Chris looked around at the six Hollering Otters, who all looked pretty ticked off. "Wow, losing three challenges in a row must make ya feel pretty lousy, huh?
"Yeah…but both teams had that experience in the first season," Samuel mentioned.
Chris wagged his finger. "But that can't happen this time! There are only two more challenges until the merge!"
Samuel slumped in his seat, cuing Chris to start the actual ceremony.
"Here in my hands…" he took out the dreaded marshmallow platter. "…are only five marshmallows. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately walk the Dock of Shame, ride the Boat of Losers, and never come back…"
"Ever," Noah interrupted.
Chris glared at him. "Right. So, the first marshmallow goes to…Allison."
"I believe this marshmallow can soar…it will land in my cavity oral…" She gagged on her marshmallow. "Dang! I couldn't think of any good rhymes!"
Chris stared at her for a moment, then looked back at the group. "…Noah."
"Yes." Noah popped the marshmallow in his mouth.
"…Edmund."
"Ayup yup yup! That's me!" he drawled, pointing at his forehead.
Chris threw his marshmallow at him. "…Samuel."
Samuel took out a moist towelette and wiped his hands with it.
"Campers…this is the final marshmallow of the evening!" Chris pointed at the sole marshmallow.
DJ grimaced and was shivering so hard, Bunny was having difficulty staying on.
Lindsay was playing with her hair.
Confessionals
Noah revealed his vote. "Well I voted for Lindsay, but I'm not sure if she's actually going to leave yet. After all, most of the team is guys and Lindsay's…Lindsay."
"The final marshmallow goes to…………………………………………………"
DJ dropped on his back in fright.
Lindsay continued to play with her hair.
Edmund picked his nose.
"…………………………………………………………………………Lindsay."
She put her hair down. "What?"
Chris slapped his forehead. "You get the final marshmallow. Here!" He threw the marshmallow at her, but she shielded herself from it, so it ended up on the ground.
DJ stood up, head down and tears forming. Chris patted him on the back. "Sorry big guy. It hurt me to do this, even though Snow White dreams are totally lame."
DJ wiped his eyes. "It's okay, dude. I've made it to the merge once; why do I need ta do it again?"
"That's the spirit, big guy!" Allison ran over and gave him a hug. Soon, everyone else except for Noah was nearly covering DJ.
"We'll miss you!" they chirped in unison.
DJ pushed everyone off him, picked up Bunny, and stood on the Dock of Shame. "I'll miss y'all too!"
"BYE!" Several arms waved, and DJ's arm waved back as he walked the dock.
Next time, on Total Drama Action…
"Today's challenge is Sufferin' Sucker Bash!"
The campers must deal with personalized tortures.
Izzy fell to the ground and covered her ears. "MONOTONE! IT BURNS US! IT BUUUUURNSSSSS US!"
And while the campers play…
"Welcome to advanced calculus!" Mary greeted, pointing at a chalkboard. "Today, we're gonna learn about the exciting world of polynomial derivatives!"
The bear chases its prey.
"…FUDGE!!!!!" Harold ran screaming out of the cave, followed by the bear, swiping his claws.
Find out who will be eliminated next, on Total Drama Action.
Author's Note: Chris is really bringing his A-game for next challenge. Expect some REALLY unhappy campers, and torture! YAY TORTURE!