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Poll: Go vote on my new poll for who you believe will be the person to win Total Drama Fire Island! Keep in mind it spoils everything up to this chapter! The voting will end by the time the next chapter is posted, right when TDASB reaches its third Aftermath.

Ben's Note of Sheer Awesome: And done! Aftermath chapters are surprisingly difficult to write, so the fact I came out with this one so fast was a shock even to me. With that aside, my little break is done. TDASB is going to be my main focus for a while. But enough of that. Enjoy the chapter everyone!

Interviews. Because interviews.

A1: Mutual Complaints

It was about midnight in the middle of nowhere as a camera switched on over in the sky. A big fiery island came into view. The camera, however, zoomed in away from the island to instead a large boat circling off its coast. It was a cruise ship with the name U.S.S. Islander painted onto the hull.

The camera zoomed in past the giant ship into a giant audience chamber. Several seats were designed into the room to face a giant stage. Each of these seats were filled by some audience member, who all looked excited. On the stage sat two chairs, one green and one pink. A set of giant blue padded bleachers sat behind the two chairs.

Sitting in the pink chair was a dirty blonde man wearing a green jacket. He had a calm and collected smile on his face as he addressed the audience. "Welcome everyone to the first Fire Island Aftermath!" the man announced. The cheering and applause roared, making the man grin.

"This evening we will interview the first four eliminated campers who dared try to survive the island of fire," the man continued, earning more applause. "Each one will be interviewed by me, who hosted the amazing Ridonculous Race!"

"Don! Don! Don!" the audience screamed, making Don's smile widen.

"What will we learn from these fallen contestants?" Don asked. "Was Jackal's plan always fated for failure? Was Tara secretly pleased she was voted off second? Does Sherry regret her decision? And how betrayed does Jeremy feel? Find out here on Total Drama Fire Island: The Aftermath!"

Massive cheering and applause sounded from the audience. Don sighed, continuing to smile. "Out of all the jobs… I'm so glad I picked this one," he whispered to himself.

(Theme Song; I wanna be famous)

The applause began to die down and Don returned to his seat with a grin. "Well, we sure have had a great start to this season," Don started. "We've had villains, attempts of murder, and so many random things we can't even count them all! We're guaranteed to have a packed night with our four interviewees."

"First up," Don continued, "is the first boot of the season. He tried to use his mask to play both sides of the contest, he went a bit overboard, he was found out by Nora, and he wasn't a happy first boot. I welcome to the stage Jackal Corokaroke!"

Little to no applause erupted as Jackal walked onto the stage. He was not wearing his mask and he looked a little ticked off. Jackal strode over to the green chair and sat down, glaring over at Don. When the little applause subsided, Jackal glared at the audience.

"I should have had the loudest applause," he grumbled to himself.

"Welcome to the aftermath Jackal. Before we start this, I just have to say, I personally applauded the fact you wanted to play both sides," Don complimented. "Not a lot of people try that angle."

"And I #$% see why they don't," Jackal grumbled. "Everything was going perfect too… I know who caused my downfall though. Now I just need to get her to pay…"

"Who was your downfall? I do recall both Tristen and Nora trying to get rid of you," Don commented.

"You know, I hate the fact I even had a downfall," Jackal grumbled. "I had this game in the palm of my hand! I seemed good, I seemed amazing, but behind the mask was the evil that haunts everyone's nightmares! But no! Nora had to go and see past the mask for who I truly was! So if I had to blame one person, it'd be Nora."

Don chuckled. "Normally guys like women seeing who they truly are," he said.

"Not this #$% time," Jackal grumbled. "Don, let me explain this to you the way I see it. My plan was full proof. Nora, without even confronting me first, started to spread the rumor that I was evil since the start. Even if I wasn't evil, I bet the other's still would have voted for me."

"So you're saying that it wasn't even your fault that you got votes in the first place?" Don guessed.

"To sum it up in a sentence, yes," Jackal nodded.

"If Nora was the one to be eliminated first instead of you, where would you have gone with your plan from the first episode onwards?" Don asked him.

"Probably make friends with Tristen and Angelina, only to shock the #$% out of them by tormenting the Hell out of them. I'd pick off everyone one by one and force Tristen and Angelina to stay loyal to me by using their paranoia," Jackal explained. "Seeing as they are the only solid duo on the team right now, I'd say that be the safest bet."

"Guess we'll never truly know," Don shrugged. "What would you have to say is your favorite part in the short time you stayed in the contest?"

"Probably pushing Angelina off that cliff," Jackal laughed. "It might have been what got me eliminated to begin with, but it was totally worth it! I kind of wish she would have died, really. It would have saved me from elimination, right?"

"To be honest, death is the one sure thing that would get you disqualified," Don admitted. "The fact Roxanne is getting as far as she's getting is a pure mystery to a lot of us."

"Ah, Roxanne," Jackal smirked. "You want to hear my opinion on her?"

"By all means," Don nodded.

"When this show is over, I'm going to ask her out," Jackal laughed. "Seriously, her methods are… thrilling. Given my ability to word things correctly, I bet I could easily get her to be my girlfriend and not be dead within a few months. Plus… I wouldn't mind joining in on a few of her killing sprees every once in a while."

Don shivered. "Great, now we have two psychos," Don grumbled.

"I wouldn't go as far to say as I'm psycho. I simply know how to make things benefit me," Jackal said. "If the death of someone Roxanne kills is good for my future, then what's wrong with joining in with her? I seriously don't see the issue with this philosophy."

"If you don't see an issue with it… you have problems," Don sighed. "Who would you like to win Total Drama Fire Island?"

"Honestly? Roxanne. She's the only one who's playing this thing correctly. I would have never thought of killing people in order to win the contest," Jackal chuckled. "Anything else you want to ask me?"

"Nope, that about wraps that up," Don said. "Although, if you don't mind, we have a few letters of fanmail to read for you, if you don't mind."

"Finally, fans who see the true glory of what I tried doing in the contest," Jackal sighed in relief. "How many letters did I end up receiving?"

"Twenty, give or take," Don shrugged. "We're required to read three on air, so the rest of the mail will be sent to your room."

"Fine by me," Jackal shrugged. Don nodded and reached into his jacket. He withdrew three letters, one colored green the other two white. Don opened one of the white ones and read it as follows:

Jackal,

I don't actually think I get your strategy. You said you wanted to play both good and evil. How can you do that if you mainly played the villain? If anything, all you were doing was pretending to be good and turned out to be a villain. I'd go as far to say that you are really only a Scarlett rip-off. This plan made no sense, and I'm kind of glad you didn't last that long.

Hartman

Jackal scowled as Don finished the letter. "Pfft, please. My plan was #$% amazing. The fact you aren't intelligent enough to figure it out just makes you a stupid ass."

"If you say so," Don shrugged and opened the second white letter. It read as follows:

Jackal,

Uh… who are you again? Are you the guy with the mask? Because you were confusing.

Dumbert

"Pfft. Who names their #$% kid Dumbert?" Jackal said.

"Obviously dumb parents," Don chuckled, opening the green letter. It read as follows:

Jackal,

As host of this season, I didn't select the campers. Overall, the drama produced by everyone else has progressed a lot better without your plan which didn't seem to make much sense to begin with. I feel as though the season has benefited without you, so thanks for pissing Nora off.

Topher

"What right does he have to say that #$%?!" Jackal screamed. "He's supposed to remain completely neutral! He's the #$% host!"

"Technically, Chris never really followed that rule," Don pointed out. "Plus, Topher didn't show bias… while you were in the contest. Since you are no longer his problem, he's free to say whatever the #$% he wants to say to you."

Jackal scowled. "Well… #$% him! My strategy was the best thing this show has ever seen, so he can go #$% off!"

Don waited patiently. "You done?"

"Yeah, I got it out of my system."

"Good. Well, you're interview is officially over," Don said. "Mind taking a seat on the bleachers behind me?"

"If I must. Keep in mind: none of these #$% are as interesting as I am!" Jackal said and went over to the bleachers.

"Jackal Corokaroke everyone!" Don said. There was a greater applause from the audience than from when Jackal came onto the stage. The reason for this was probably because Jackal was leaving. "Now then, next up is someone you might have seen before! She's a main character on My Little Brony, she knows Gracie all too well, she was victimized by Roxanne, and she was voted out second! All welcome Tara Armstrong!"

A huge applause sounded as Tara walked onto the stage. Tara grumbled some inappropriate words as she trudged over to the green chair. "Bunch of sappy #$%," Tara grumbled as she sat down.

"Tara, welcome to the Aftermath special," Don said with a charismatic smile. "How have you been holding up since your elimination?"

"Better than I was on the #$% show #$%it," Tara grumbled. "I hate TV… I hope this industry #$% burns to the #$% ground."

"Why is that? Haven't you been on TV since you first started acting?" Don asked her.

"Yes… and I wish that show would #$% itself!" Tara screamed.

"My Little Brony! Yeah, I remember you. The company that owned that owns Total Drama," Don said with a smirk. "To be honest, I preferred Color Rush over Midnight Twinkle."

"Everyone prefers Color Rush over Midnight Twinkle. Everyone sane prefers Color Rush over Midnight Twinkle. My character was a #$% #$%! It's why I #$% hate TV!" Tara growled.

"This is probably just me being a jerk, but do you mind explaining to the audience what we are talking about?" Don asked.

Tara rolled her eyes. "Mr. Grill Ino, head of the person who made Total Drama, also made a show for his daughter, Gracie Ino, called My Little Brony," Tara grumbled. "The show was about six teenage girls who crush on guys who love girl TV shows. The cast featured Magenta Custard, an insane, mentally disturbed cupcake maker, Mutters, a timid girl who has far too many secrets for her own good, Color Rush, someone who gives people seizures with how #$% colorful she is, Apple Crab, a girl who eludes to not only apples but any #$% fruit she can #$% think of, Oddity, a girl who can't #$% make up her mind at what she wants to be, and then my #$% character, Midnight Twinkle, who's a #$% smartass."

"I love that show," Don said with a knowing smile. "I loved the episode where you fought over that one football player with Apple Crab because he liked bananas wearing tutus."

Tara groaned. "Of every #$% episode you could have brought up…" she grumbled. "Aren't you supposed to be interviewing me about this show?"

Don sighed. "I supposed," he said. "What did you think of the contest Tara?"

"I #$% hated it! How else did you think I would think of this #$% show?" Tara growled. "TV needs to #$% burn!"

"And we're already back where we started," Don sighed. "Why though? If you could chose two things you could hate the most about this show, what two things would you hate this most?"

Tara thought this over. "Roxanne and Gracie," she finally decided. "The #$% tried to kill me and Roxanne is #$% nuts!"

Don raised an eyebrow. "Um… didn't Roxanne try to kill you too?" he asked her.

"Well yeah, but she's doesn't #$% matter as much as what Gracie did to me!" Tara growled. "Gracie made me suffer on that #$% show for seven years! Grill Ino produced the show for her! #$%, I think the only reason Gracie's on this one is because Grill Ino came up with this show too!"

"Probable," Don agreed. "I still think Roxanne is the greater of the two evils that lead to your downfall."

"No, it was Gracie. She forced me to be on television! I will never #$% forgive that #$% #$%!"

Don winced at the language. "Ouch," he said. "Moving on from… that, let's talk about the game itself. Do you think you would've lasted longer if you mentioned your time on My Little Brony more?"

"Maybe," Tara sighed. "Randall and Gracie knew who I was. I bet they would have sided with me if I didn't act like a #$%. But #$% that noise! I wanted off that #$% show as fast as #$% possible!"

"For working on a kids show, you sure do swear a lot," Don noted.

"Have to. Only thing that kept me #$% sane on that #$% show," Tara shrugged. "Don't you dare say that you haven't swore once the entire #$% time you've worked for this #$% show."

"Can't say I haven't," Don relented. "What do you think was the highlight of your stay on Fire Island? Or was there any to begin with?"

"My elimination," Tara said immediately. "I might have been shocked and complained about it at first, but really, it was a #$% blessing! I wanted off that piece of #$% so #$% bad, I was half tempted to let Roxanne #$% kill me! Good thing it didn't have to come to that."

"Yes. We don't like law suits here on Total Drama. Too messy and sticky to work with," Don said.

"You're lucky I don't sue you for putting us with a #$% maniac!" Tara said, completely exhausted. "Anything else you #$% want to know, or can I be done now?"

"Two more things Tara, then we can be done," Don said. "Firstly, who would you want to win Total Drama Fire Island?"

" #$% kidding me? No one! This show should be #$% canceled for it being a complete monstrosity!" Tara screamed. "But… if I had to choose one… Randall. He's might be a sneaky #$%, but at least he knows how to #$% defend himself."

"Good to know," Don nodded. He reached into his jacket and pulled out three more letters. "Mind if we go over some fanmail?"

"Yes, but you're probably going to #$% read it anyway," Tara grumbled.

"That I am," Don smirked. He opened the first white one and read it aloud. It read as follows:

Tara,

I absolutely love you on My Little Brony! You're a great actress and you are the best! I love the episode where Midnight Twinkle tried to make Mutters fall in love with her brother so Midnight Twinkle could get her brother out of the house so she could watch the McHoty show! Midnight Twinkle is the best!

Lily

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!" Tara screamed. "That episode nearly drove me to #$% kill myself! It's times like these I not only hate the show I was a #$% part of, but the character I was #$% forced to play!"

"How about we pause on these letters and I ask you another question?" Don suggested. "Why is it you hate Midnight Twinkle so much?"

"She's a #$% smartass who only cares for herself! If what her friends are doing doesn't benefit herself, she doesn't even #$% care! Sorry kids, but Midnight Twinkle is a #$% #$%!"

"Now that you mention it, she really is," Don agreed. Don then grabbed the other white letter and tore it open. It read as follows:

Tara,

I personally believe that the show My Little Brony is a complete disgrace to your name. Not only just you, but all your fellow characters as well. Magenta was an abomination, Mutters was bullied too much, Oddity was… odd, Color was an irrational #$%head, Apple Crab has daddy issues, and you were forced to be a #$%. I support your hatred of your show and I wish you luck in your future endeavors.

Toby

"Finally! Someone who speaks sense!" Tara sighed in relief. "All of our roles portray us as just rotten to the core people. Kids watch this show, but they don't understand the deeper meaning of the terrible things we were forced to do! It's appalling!"

"You know, you really should have advertised this on the show. It could have kept you around longer," Don noted.

"Yeah, now you tell me!" Tara groaned, face palming. Don merely shrugged at this and tore open the final letter, which was green. It read as follows:

Tara,

I just have to say, I loved you in My Little Brony, just not as much as Magenta Custard! I do admit your character was really harsh against Mutters and I can't really approve of that. But, as it seems, your gameplay didn't really reflect how you acted in the show, so I guess I can forgive you. Kind of. You did place thirteenth out of fourteen, so that counts against you too.

Topher

"That host you hired is a #$% man-baby," Tara grumbled. "Why the #$% did you hire him over someone sane?"

"Chris did the hiring. I'm just the Aftermath man and someone else choses the contestants," Don shrugged. "Well, thank you Tara for taking time out of your… 'busy' schedule and doing this interview. Do you mind sitting on the bleachers for the rest of the interview?"

"Yes, but I bet you're going to make me anyway," Tara grumbled, standing up.

"That I am! Tara Armstrong everyone!" Don called. The applause and cheering was tremendous, making Tara groan as she went over to sit with Jackal. The applause subsided and Don smiled again. "Next up, we have a girl who acted like a goof-ball, believed in thinking logically, pulled off a stunt everyone fell for except for Nora, and then ended up voting herself off to save her best friend! It's Sherry Liable!"

A loud cheering began as Sherry walked onto the stage. Sherry offered them a small smile as she went to take her seat. When she sat down, she smiled at Don. "Hi," she said nonchalantly.

Don blinked. "Really? After a season full of illogic and goofiness, you chose to enter this stage calmly? Without anything crazy or science defying? Nothing at all?"

"Nope," Sherry said simply.

Don looked at her for another few moments before shrugging. "Works for me!" he said. "So, Sherry, how do you say the contest went for you? Anything like you planned?"

"Well, really, I didn't care about the contest that much to begin with," Sherry admitted. "I'm focused a lot on my studies and my audition tape was more of a dare than anything. So when I was actually accepted in, I decided to act like the complete opposite I really was because, let's face it, I didn't take this game really seriously."

"Until you met Angelina," Don said knowingly.

"Until I met Angelina," Sherry sighed. "Say about it what you will, but acting illogical scored me a best friend. I don't have a lot of friends back at home to start with since I focus on schoolwork more, so by being who I wasn't, I met Angelina."

"She seemed to take you being calm and collected well," Don noted. "Think this'll effect your relationship?"

"Don, I don't think we have a relationship," Sherry sighed, shaking her head. "We officially met the night before my elimination by being complete goof balls. She wanted to keep me around, but Bruce got in the way and tried to vote her off. Me, being completely illogical, didn't vote with Angelina and voted myself off. I'm sure she's grateful, but I doubt that's all we have."

"I see," Don said. "So even though you knew Angelina a little over a day, would you say she's someone very close to you?"

"Definitely," Sherry said without hesitation. "Angelina might be random, but she really does have a big heart. Plus, she's smarter than she seems, not to mention how cute she is."

Don raised an eyebrow. "Cute? Did you just call Angelina cute? Do I suspect romance?" Don asked, waggling his eyebrows.

Sherry blushed a deep shade of red. "N-n-n-n-no!" she denied. "I mean… Angelina said she didn't chose a gender to love! I think she meant that she was bi-sexual! So, sure, if she wanted to go on a date, I wouldn't say no, b-b-b-b-b-but that doesn't mean I like her…"

Don held up a hand. "Calm down, I meant nothing by it," Don chuckled. "Besides, according to our shippers, Tristen and Angelina seem to be this season's top ship, Boomer and Kellie right behind them."

Sherry deflated visibly. "Oh… well… if they do get together, I'd be happy for them," Sherry said with a weak smile. "I mean, it's not like Angelina and I had much of a relationship to begin with. Tristen would be a better boyfriend than I would be as a girlfriend."

"If you say so, then you are," Don said seriously. "Let's talk about something that doesn't make you depressed or flustered. If you were to redo the contest all over again, but this time act like your normal logical self, how would you have done things?"

Sherry thought about this question for a few hard moments. "I think I would have teamed up with Bruce again," Sherry admitted. "But I would make sure he was the pawn, not me. I wouldn't have befriended Angelina and she'd probably be here in my place."

"And yet she's not," Don noted. "To be honest, I'm not sure what to call your sacrifice: brave or foolish. You saved your best friend, but you lost the chance at a million bucks. You lost either way, so I'm not sure how you feel about it yourself."

"Well Don, to me, I felt like a won," Sherry admitted. "I cared deeply for Angelina, I still do, and I wanted to keep her safe. Since I wanted to be random and illogical one last time, voting myself off was the only option. In summary, the only way for me to truly win was to lose."

Don nodded in understanding. "It seems to me that you are proud of your decision," Don said.

"Proud? Maybe more settled with my decision. I still think I should have stuck around… but I wouldn't go back and change my decision if I could," Sherry said simply.

"I guess sometimes our decisions only seem right to us," Don said. "Here's another question for you that I've gone over with the other two. What are your thoughts on Roxanne?"

Sherry thought this over, slightly conflicted. "I truly believe she should have been disqualified at this point," Sherry said. "That being said, what works works. If she gets away with attempt of murder, then that's what works for her. I don't agree that we should sit by and let her try to literally kill people, but what can we do? Topher should be the one to take care of it."

"Let me let you in on a little secret," Don said. "Topher doesn't actually have control over disqualification. Chris still runs the show with a tight fist. Plus, the contracts don't allow disqualifications unless the circumstances are dire. Roxanne can be disqualified… but only if she kills someone."

Sherry winced. "Ouch," she said. "Let's hope she's voted off like a normal person then. Geez… why would the contracts be so lose? Especially with Roxanne competing this season?"

"Beats me. I'm just the guy who interviews you guys and reads the contracts in his spare time," Don shrugged. "One more question before we get to your fan mail. Who would you like to see win Total Drama Fire Island?" Don asked her.

Sherry merely smiled. "Who else would I chose? Angelina all the way," she giggled.

"Thought you would chose as much," Don chuckled and reached into his pocket, producing three more letters. He tore open one of the white ones. He read it as follows:

Sherry,

I really liked you as a contestant this season. I just think you totally wasted your potential. If there is an All Stars season and you compete, try to do it right and play strategically. You really could do well if you played it right.

Bomb

"Like I said, I didn't really ever take this show seriously," Sherry said. "I still don't really care about it. The reason I chose to be goofy and illogical was to give me something to do during the season. The fact I ever considered changing tactics at all was a fluke. But if I do get in an All Stars, I'll play it a bit differently. Although I doubt I'll get in it, since I was an early boot."

"You never know with those tricky All Stars. I can say, though, if there is an All Stars, seven of you guys will be selected," Don said with a wink. Sherry thought this over as Don opened the second letter. This one read as follows:

Sherry,

I know exactly what the #$% you are! You are an abomination to the world, you sick #$%! You should be purged for your sins! You and Angelina both! Sick #$%...

Frank

Sherry was pale and horrified at the letter. "That's… that's the worst thing I've ever heard in my life… why on Earth would someone say something like that? And… what did he even refer too?"

"I think he's referring to sexuality, considering he's using words like sin and referencing you and Angelina together," Don helped out.

Sherry blanched. "Ok, I admit that I'm not into boys, but… why would anyone directly insult people who don't like people of the opposite sex? We aren't sinners, we just believe things different! I'm just… that hurts…"

Don shrugged. "I believe you can do what you will, whether that be good or bad," Don said. "I believe both what you believe and Frank believes is acceptable because you both believe differently. Here, let's read Topher's letter and get your mind off it." Sherry nodded and Don tore open the letter. It read as follows:

Sherry,

I personally felt you were kind of fun to have as a contestant. I wish you branched out a little more and was more strategic, but I overall can't complain with how things ended up. I hope you are doing fine on the U.S.S. Islander and that everyone is treating you ok.

Topher

Sherry smiled as Don finished reading off the letter. "Thanks Topher. That actually made me super happy," Sherry said. "Maybe I should look into this new strategy thing if I get into the All Stars…"

"You think that over there by the bleachers," Don suggested. Sherry nodded and stood up and walked over to sit next to Tara. "Sherry Liable!" The audience roared as Sherry sat down. Sherry smiled and waved to the audience as she took a seat. "The last contestant of the night," Don continued, "made instant friends with Boomer and Gracie, played his game strategically, sang his way through the contest, fell victim to lies spread by Randall, and was shoved into the lava river by Roxanne! Introducing Jeremy Pavarotti!"

Several screams erupted from the audience, most of them women's voices. Jeremy walked out on stage, looking tired and upset. He weakling smiled at the audience as he trudged over to the green seat. He sat down across from Don with a weak smile and a wince.

"Mind if we do this quickly? I want to get my hand looked it," Jeremy said.

"We'll try to get through this as fast as possible," Don nodded. "Speaking of, how is your hand? I doubt lava feels good at all."

"No. It. #$%. Doesn't," Jeremy said flatly. "There are a lot of things in this world that hurt Don. Lava? I've never felt worse in my entire life. This injury was not worth the contest, not in the slightest."

"So would you rather have not been accepted at all and not gotten the injury?" Don asked.

"Yes. I didn't really get anything much from the experience except for a few musical numbers and one close friend," Jeremy said. "Not really what you would call a successful run in this contest."

"Not really," Don agreed. "However, I noticed you said one friend. What about Gracie and Boomer? Didn't they both grab your friendship?"

Jeremy sighed, shaking his head. "At first I thought the three of us were an unbreakable trio," Jeremy said. "We were taking this game by storm and everything was, more or less, going our way. But as I look back at the contest…my only real ally was Boomer. Gracie didn't ever side with us and I'm starting to realize that maybe she was never on our side to begin with."

"From what I've seen of the season, Gracie mostly just seems confused with everything going on in the contest," Don noted. "Would you really go as far to say that Gracie purposely went against all the plans?"

"I don't think she did most of it on purpose, no," Jeremy sighed. "But… she went and voted me off. I stuck around because I wanted to try and win this. I would have thought Gracie would respect my decision and stick to the plan… but I guess not."

"Sometimes people do things for the better good of us," Don said. "Sometimes we don't like it, but we have to live with the decisions they make and have to remember that they thought it was a good idea."

Jeremy sighed. "I guess that makes sense," he said. "Anything else you want to ask me?"

"You were kind of the man of the hour when it came to singing," Don commented. "Out of the two songs you got to sing, which one did you enjoy more?"

Jeremy pondered this question for a while. "Probably 'Sitting Around'. 'Face' was about a decayed face sitting around in Roxanne's pocket. I mean, who carries a decayed face?! That makes absolutely no sense in the slightest!"

Don shrugged. "Roxanne's a special breed," he said simply. "Speaking of her, what are your thoughts of her this season?"

Jeremy blanched. "Roxanne is a #$% monster," Jeremy said flatly. "She tried to kill me and Gracie several times! She should seriously be disqualified from this show! None of this is legal, I'm sure of it!"

"It's all legal via the contract," Don said. "Now then, if you could choose one moment in the entire contest to relive, which moment would that be?"

Jeremy sighed, looking distant. "Probably when I helped Gracie with her issues," Jeremy sighed. "Look Don, I'm going to be absolutely honest with you. Gracie is probably the best and worst thing to happen to me in this game. I loved hanging out with her toward the start and I loved being there for her. But right when everyone started turning her against me, she didn't seem to matter that much. Therefore, I can't decide whether I loved being with her during the contest or hated the whole experience. I just can't decide."

Don nodded in understanding. "They're women and you're a teenage man," Don said. "Understandable that you would be confused about how you feel."

"It's not just that," Jeremy sighed. "Something in the contest Roxanne said… that Gracie was lying. I don't think Gracie was actually lying. I think Gracie was lying to herself. She was trying to work out who she was, what she wanted. She was fooling herself that she's stable. I think that Gracie is trying to handle too many things herself. Everything in this game to her is a lie. She just simply doesn't know that right now."

"Deep words from Jeremy," Don noted. "Let's just hope Gracie will figure it out while she's in the contest. Now then, last question. Who do you want to win Total Drama Fire Island?"

"If we were on better terms, Gracie. But, I have to officially say Boomer should win. He's my pal. No reason for him not win," Jeremy shrugged.

"If that's you're final answer, I guess it's time to wrap things up," Don said. "I have a few fan letters for you in my pocket we have to go over then you can go." Don reached into his coat pockets and grabbed out three more letters. He tore open one of the white ones and read it as follows:

Jeremy,

You know, you were kind of a disappointment as a contestant. You made it clear you loved singing, but you only sang twice during the whole contest. I have to say this is super disappointing. If you ever get accepted into an All Stars, and I kind of hope you don't, you better follow through and actually sing in that season.

Curt

"Again, another thing I missed out on," Jeremy sighed. "You know, this show has created a lot of regrets for me. Gracie, not singing a lot, almost getting killed. I have to say, I'm kind of disappointed in how this worked out as well."

"Can't have everything, I'm afraid," Don nodded. He grabbed the next white envelope and tore it open. It read as follows:

Jeremy,

You are super-hot! I love a spanking hot man who can sing? Mind giving me a bit a sugar with that delicious body of yours? I can totally make myself available for a hot hunk like you.

Belle

Jeremy visibly shivered in fear and disgust. "Please tell me I don't have to respond to that one! Please!" Jeremy begged.

"Trust me, even I'm not that cold and heartless," Don shivered. "Just reading that thing was ultimately terrifying."

"I had to hear it," Jeremy said. Don shivered again as he tore open the last envelope. He read it as follows:

Jeremy,

You know, I was your age once. Young, love, and disappointed with where I ranked in my season. I'm sorry you have to deal with both Gracie and Roxanne's murderous attempts against your life. I wish I could get rid of her, but these contracts are really hard to break. I hope that your time on the U.S.S. Islander will be pleasant and that you will get well soon.

Topher

"That was nice of him," Jeremy said, smiling a small smile. "I do hope that the others will have a calmer time in the contest than I did. Plus, Topher's a lot nicer than he seemed to be in his season."

"A lot of people are like that," Don shrugged. "You're free to go Jeremy," Don said. Jeremy nodded and stood up to head to the medical room. Don looked at the audience. "Jeremy Pavarotti everyone!" The audience cheered their applause and Don smiled.

"So, that was the first interview! The first four eliminations are out of the way and there are many more to come! Stay tuned for more interviews as Total Drama Fire Island continues forward till the end! Till next time, Don out!"

(Undisclosed Location)

"You got the key?" Quiltal asked. He and Blainely were both sitting at the video screen. On the other side of it was Chris, who held up the first key. "Impressive. I didn't think you would get this far."

"Wow. You expected me to fail. How nice of you," Chris said flatly. "I'm going to try and locate the next key within the next few days. I'll call you two when I locate it."

"Take your time," Blainely said. "You have nine episodes left to find the two keys, eight if you don't count the temple finale."

"Speaking of the temple, any luck in finding me a location for it?" Chris asked them.

"No. I've been too busy studying the remaining contestants," Blainely said. "Speaking of, did you know Gracie Ino is Grill Ino's daughter?"

Chris frowned. "Our boss? The guy who promoted us?" he asked her. "How did you miss that in the cast selection process?"

"No idea," Blainely said, shaking her head.

"All will be revealed in time," Quital said, licking his smiling lips. "Chris, good work finding the first key. At this rate we'll have the item I seek in no time. Blainely and I must get back to our important business."

"Alright, whatever," Chris said, waving it aside. "Oh, I got a call from Don a few hours ago. He's pretty much got us cleared with the Coast Guard. He paid off the owner of the island, so no one knows we're on Fire Island."

"Good. Remember, each island is ran by a different set of people. Make sure Don locates the other's so we may work in the shadows," Quiltal said and ended the call. This left him and Blainely alone. "Questioning the contestants Blainely?"

"No, I'm happy with my selection," Blainely said. "I'm just wondering why a few of them are only just now starting to connect to everything."

"All will be known within time," Quiltal said. He stood up and walked away, his smile continuing to remain unwavering.

BN: And that wraps up the first aftermath! I think it's nice to take a break from the main season and go over the eliminated contestants a little. I hope you guys enjoyed it as this will be the last chapter for this season for a little while. TDASB is now my main focus until the merge, which is in three episodes plus an Aftermath. After that, expect me to come back to this one straight until the merge! Till next time guys!

Next Time: Some drama happens and Topher and Amy have another argument as per usual. For the challenge, the two teams went into a cave to fetch a pail of lava from a hidden lava well.