Chapter 10: The Happy Sparkly Rainbow of DOOM
"Wow, those are some big explosions, eh?"
"Yep."
"You think anyone'll get hurt,Gwen?"
"Probably."
"Shouldn't we doo something?"
"Nah. It's Lindsey's challenge. Who are we to interfere?"
"Okay then. Three, two, one, eh."
Izzy appears on screen standing next to the clearing. "Last time on Total Drama EEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeek! The campers were forced to walk through a mine field while wearing these super tall heels. Harley had no problem. The other campers…Eh, not so much. If E-scope were there, she totally could have mastered those heels. One time, E-scope had to break into this really tall building, and the only way to do it was to wear these shoes with blades instead of heels, and walk up the wall. It was dangerous, but danger is E-scopes middle name. Or is it Frankenfurter? I forget sometimes. Anyway, some campers did well, and others got themselves blown up. Who will win the challenge? And what is the mystery behind Madame Mystery? Find out today on Total Drama EEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeek!!!"
Lauren watched as Madame Mystery's Wheel of Color span round and round.
"Okay, can you stop that? I'm getting dizzy…On second thought, keep it going!" said Lauren as she continued to watch the wheel.
"For today's challenge every contestant who makes it here must spin the wheel. Whatever color it lands on decides which door the contestant has to go through."
"Hm, cool idea." said Lauren continuing to watch the wheel.
"I know, right?! I worked sooooo hard on it!"
-Crypt-
Heather: It's true. When Izzy asked us all to create challenges for the competition, Lindsey was so excited. She spent three whole weeks planning this thing, so those campers better like it!!! *she punches her first into the side of the crypt creating a small crack. Immediately her expression turns from anger to pain* OOOOOOOW! Owowowowowowowowowowowow!! *she shakes her hand fervently before looking at the crack in the wall* Man, I have been spending way too much time with Eva.
Gwen: I know it's hard to believe, but Heather's actually sort of nice now. Rumor has it that when she got home from the last season, her parents sent her to some really intense counseling. Apparently part of her therapy was to make up with a friend she had betrayed, so naturally she chose Lindsey. Her parents moved so that the two could go to the same school, and they've been best friends ever since.
Lindsey: Heather is sooooo nice now! I'm so glad we got to be friends again. The only problem is that she can be a liiiiiitle overprotective. One time in math class, this guy called me dumb for failing my algebra test, and Heather threw him out the window. He landed in some bushes, but still…
"Now, come and spin the wheel." said Madame Mystery. Lauren stared at the wheel for a moment, before shaking her head and dizzily staggering over to the wheel. Lauren grabbed one of the spokes sticking out from the wheel, and span. The wheel went on for a moment before stopping.
"Purple!" shouted the masked hostess. "Please walk through the violet door." Lauren shrugged but complied. When she entered the room it was completely dark.
"Hello?!" Immediately the room lit up. It reminded Lauren of a prison. The walls were made of dark purple brick, while the ceiling and floor were done in grey. The was a large rectangular pit in the middle of the room that split the room in half, and on each side of the pit was a low wall with barb wire on top.
"Hello, Lauren." Lauren quickly looked to the other side of the room. There, standing in all her gothic splendor, was Gwen, holding what looked to be a large bazooka.
"Gwen?"
"Yep. It's me."
"What's going on?"
"You landed on purple, right?"
"Yaaaaah." said Lauren slowly nodding.
"Well, that means you have to play a little game of dodge bomb with me. All you have to do is last five minutes."
"Okay, so when do we start?"
"Now." Gwen pointed the bazooka at Lauren as a large clock on the side wall light up displaying five minutes. The clock started, and Gwen fired.
"This is so stupid." said Jerry as he and Mack plotted along. "Stupid mine field, stupid challenge, stupid heels!"
"Stop complaining." said Mack. "It could be worse."
"How?"
"They could be seven inch heels." Jerry glared at Mack.
"Still having trouble boys?" asked Harley as she wheeled around the field.
"Just ignore her Mack old boy. She's only trying to get your goat."
"You know Mack, I think you look soooo hot in those shoes. They really bring out your eyes."
"Will you stop gloating about the fact that you can actually walk in these things!" yelled Mack, irritated. Harley flipped to stand in front of him.
"I'm sorry. You know I'm just playing."
"Well, your 'playing' is getting on my nerves." Harley scoffed.
"Fine. Be that way. I'll just go on ahead, and do the challenge on my own."
"Good."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine." The two glared at each other in silence before Harley flipped away.
"She'll be back." said Mack. "You just mark my words. She'll be back."
Harley flipped over to the double doors, and turned around to glare at Mack who was no longer paying attention. "Stupid Mack." She huffed once more before turning around and walking through the doors.
BOOOM!!
Lauren was sent flying against the side wall. She lay still for a moment before starting to laugh.
"I love explosions! Do it again!"
"The point is to try to dodge the bombs. That's why the game is called dodge bomb."
"Oh, right." said Lauren standing up and brushing herself off. Gwen launched another bomb. It looked just like a regular dodge ball except that it was purple with a skull and cross bones on it, and that it exploded on impact. Lauren dived out of the way as the ball struck the wall she had been standing against.
"Remember, three hits, and you're out." said Gwen jerking her thumb over her shoulder.
"Since when is that part of the game?!"
"Oh, did I forget to mention that?" Gwen fired another shot at Lauren. Lauren once again dove to the side.
"Try and keep up now." said Gwen firing bomb after bomb. Lauren ran, twisted, and ducked away from each bomb as it came at her. Lauren dove away from a bomb as it exploded near here feet. She looked to the side as she flew through the air and saw a bomb headed straight at her.
"What's with the lighting?" asked Harley as she entered the building.
"Welcome to Madame Mystery's House of Style!" said the host for whom the building was named.
"More like Madame Mystery's House of Burn Your Eyes Out With Excessive Lighting." Madame Mystery's head seemed to droop slightly.
"Just come up here, and spin the wheel." said Color girl, looking angry. Harley shrugged and span the wheel.
"Indigo. Perfect." said Color Girl smugly. "Go through the indigo door."
"Okay. So which one is indigo?"
"Just go through the dark blue one." said Color Girl once again getting angry. Harley stuck her tongue out before going to the door.
Tory and Kiki were holding each others' hands tightly as they tried to transverse the explosive clearing. They were both leaning against each other walking sideways towards their goal.
"See. I told you. Piece of cake. As long as we proceed slowly and cautiously, everything will be fine." said Tory trying to smile reassuringly. Kiki just nodded slightly in agreement. Suddenly Kiki felt a sharp blow to the bottom of her back, causing her to bump into Tory.
"Wooo!" yelled Tory as she started falling backwards. She stiffened her upper body as best she could, leaning backwards at an awkward angle, before straightening up to catch Kiki who was falling face first towards the ground.
"Nononononon, no falling!" Tory strained for a moment as she had to bear the bulk of Kiki's weight in her arms while simultaneously trying to stay upright. Kiki glanced up at her with small tears in each of her eyes as she dangled directly over a mine.
"T-Thanks."
"No…problem." said Tory, her face turning red with effort. "Now…if you could just try standing up…" Kiki immediately started shifting her weight around until Tory could lift her back into standing position.
"Whew. Glad that's over." said Tory smiling. "What happened."
"B-back H-hurt." said Kiki.
"Back hurt?" Tory eyed the other blonde quizzically before they both heard a very terrifying noise. They slowly turned around to see a large rock lying on top of one of the mines.
"That rock hit you in the back, didn't it?" asked Tory. Kiki nodded.
BOOM!!!
Lauren was once again slammed into the wall, but with much greater force. The explosion had caused her body to be sent flying at high speeds into the wall before she slammed down on the ground.
"Had enough?" asked Gwen.
"Doesn't you killing me violate the contracts?"
"I wouldn't kill you. These bombs are far from lethal force. Besides, that's why we say you can only get hit three times before you're out. Now stand up for hit number three." Gwen leveled the bazooka at the still prostrated Lauren.
-Crypt-
Gwen: I admit, I did feel bad for being so mean, but it was part of the challenge. Chris did way worse things to us.
Lauren: Uh, my head. I'm a big fan of explosions, but those hurt.
Lauren slowly lifted herself from the ground.
"Come on. Only thirty more second to go." said Gwen.
"Thirty seconds. Simple." Lauren was panting from exhaustion.
"Don't worry. I'll end this quickly." Gwen fired another bomb at Lauren. Lauren once again dived out of the way, and rolled into a crouching position.
"I see we still have some game left in us." Gwen continued firing. Lauren kept dodging and dodging refusing to give up.
"Only ten second left." thought Lauren. She jumped out of the way of one bomb, only to find herself directly in front of Gwen, the barrel of her weapon pointed straight at her.
"Gotcha." Gwen fired. In a move of almost matrix proportions. Lauren leaned as far back as she could. The ball flew over her in slow motion, almost brushing the tip of her nose. It slammed into the wall behind her, creating a big explosion as Lauren fell backwards onto the ground. The buzzer sounded, signaling the ending of the game. Gwen smiled as she lowered her weapon.
"Point for the Lycan Lemurs! Good job." She gave Lauren an approving look. Lauren pumped a fist tiredly in the air.
"Yay."
Harley walked into the dark blue room. The walls were painted the same color as the door, and there was carpet of a lighter shade. The room overall looked like someone's study, except there was a blackboard in the front, and something similar to a wooden version of an electric chair sitting in the middle.
"Now, why does this feel familiar?" asked Harley.
"Because it is." A certain genius boy walked out from behind the blackboard with his usual flat expression plastered across his face.
"Noah."
"Harley." The two stared at each other for a moment.
"Take a seat." said the bookworm indicating the chair. Harley hesitated for a moment before doing what she was told. Immediately the metal braces on the arms and legs of the chair clamped shut on her, and Noah slowly lowered the matching wooden head piece onto Harley's crown before securing the chin strap.
"So, what do I have to do?" asked Harley, unfazed by the accommodations.
"Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing except sit there and listen as I give an hour long presentation on the theoretical use of advance calculus." Harley groaned immediately, her head slumping as much as it could with the helmet.
"You can do this Harley. All you have to do is listen." she said to herself.
"That's right. Now, let us begin." Noah started off into the lecture in his most horribly irritating monotone.
"RUUUUUUUUN!!!" Tory and Kiki were running across the field as a trail of explosions followed right on their literal and figurative heels.
"CURSE YOU ROCK! CURSE YOU! May all you children have scurvy! May your non-existent teeth fall out, and your non-existent skin turn purple!!" Kiki looked sideways long enough to give a freaked out look at the shouting Tory before turning her attention back to running.
Mack and Jerry stood and watched as the blonde pair made a direct horizontal line in front of them about twenty feet away.
"Well, that's not weird at all." said Mack as the two continued to just sit there and stare. Eventually the blonde pair curved making a B-line for the building.
"Oh, well. Let's get a move on." The two boys began slowly making their way towards the building as Tory and Kiki kept running.
"Now, as we can see, once we rotate the function about the line, we see that the area becomes…"
Harley sat twitching in her chair. It had already been fifteen minutes, and Noah was explaining something about making three-dimensional pictures by rotating a line…and it was driving her NUTS!! Her fingernails grated on the arms of the chair. Her teeth ground against each other. She kept trying to move to alleviate some of the boredom, but the restraints prevented her. All there was to do was listen to him drone on and on and on in that annoying monotone!
"No human should be forced to endure this type of torture!" she thought to herself.
"and after we finish the problem, it is very important to check our work, so let's go back and do the problem one more time."
'That's it!'
"I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP! NOW GET ME OUT OF THIS *beeeeeeeeeeeep* CHAIR!!!" Harley screamed and struggled, the force of her thrashing starting to splinter the wood of the chair.
"Are you suuuuuuure?" asked Noah smiling.
"YES, now get me out of this thing!"
"Okay, okay, just let me…" Before Noah could finish his sentence, Harley had ripped the arm braces right off the chair. She then proceeded to unstrap her head from the helmet, and tear the leg braces off the chair.
"FREEEEEEDOOOOOM!!!"
"So, anyway, I was thinking that we could…" Madame Mystery was cut off as she heard a slamming to her right. She and her assistant looked to the side to see Harley panting as she slammed the indigo door behind her, and leaned against it.
"So, I guess that means the Phantom Ferrets don't get a point." said the masked hostess. "That means the score is now one to zero with the Lycan Lemurs in the lead."
"So?" asked Harley. "I'm getting out of here!"
She immediately ran straight for the blue double doors in the front and flung them open.
"AND YOUR GRANDMA'S A FRUITY PEBBLE!!" Tory and Kiki dived through the door, slamming into Harley, just as an explosion propelled them forward. The three girls slammed into the floor in a pile of flailing limbs.
"O-kaaaay." said Color Girl staring as the three tried to disentangle themselves.
"Get off me!" yelled Harley as she shoved Tory to the side before trying to run through the door.
"Wait!"
"What?!" asked Harley turning on the blonde hostess.
"You have to wait in the waiting room for the end of the challenge."
"Okay. So, where's the waiting room?"
"Right through that door." said the host pointing to a polka dot on the wall with a door handle on it.
"Fine." said Harley. She walked up to the polka dot, opened it, and slammed it shut behind her.
Tory sat up, rubbing her head. "Wow, that's definitely going to leave a mark."
Kiki sat up beside her, and gave her a strange and slightly scared look.
"Sorry, about that." said Tory rubbing the back of her head, embarrassed. "I have problems with yelling strange things when I get scared." Kiki cocked her head to the side. "It's nothing." Kiki shrugged before turning her attention back to the hostesses.
"Welcome to Madame Mysteries House of Style. Now come up, and spin the wheel."
The two girls complied. Tory went first.
"White!" called out Madame Mystery. "Please go through the white door."
"Okay." Tory gave Kiki a cheerful smile before going through the door.
"Now, your turn." Kiki spun the wheel.
"Red! Please go through the red door." Kiki nervously complied, and went over to the door. As she went in, everything looked fairly normal. It seemed to be a big wooden obstacle course. It was a long boardwalk with traps such as swinging pendulums, guillotines, and other such things. Kiki looked nervously at the course. It was scary, but she knew she could do it.
"Hey, toots." Kiki turned her head to see Duncan sitting in a booth connected to the right wall.
"You ready to run my course?" Kiki hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"Goooood." said Duncan smiling. "Because I got it nice and warmed up just for you." Duncan pressed a button on the control panel before him. The entire course lit up on fire. All the wood that had previously made up the course was now burning.
-Crypt-
Duncan: You know, Lindsey may be a ditz, but she makes some awesome challenges. *smiles evilly*
The fires of the course danced in Kiki's eyes. Her heart rate increased. Sweat started dripping down her face.
"Ready?"
Kiki stared at the fire a moment longer, paralyzed with fear.
Tory had barely entered the white room when she heard an ear-piercing scream.
"Kiki!" she started to turn around.
"Relaaax. She'll be fine." Tory turned back to the room. Like the outside, the room was entirely white, except much less bright and with no polka dots, and in the middle of the room sat a large white dinner table. Owen stood to the side crammed into an ill fitting waiter's uniform.
"Now, please take your seat Madame. The challenge will begin shortly."
Tory hesitated for a moment before sitting in the one fancily carved dinning chair made of pure white wood.
"Comfy?" asked Owen smiling. Tory nodded. "Good, now for today's challenge, you must eat a bowl of Chef's French Bunion Soup." Owen laid a silver covered tray in front of her, and lifted the lid to reveal a bowl of the foulest looking substance imaginable. The stench was so powerful it almost knocked her out of her seat.
"EEW!!" she said holding her nose and trying not to breath. "I thought Duncan and DJ were the chefs this year."
"They are." said Owen. "But I saved a pot of Chef's soup from first season just in case it ever came in handy."
"You've been saving a pot of soup for multiple seasons?" asked Tory looking at him weirdly.
"Yah. Weird, I know, but it did come in handy." Owen smiled as Tory looked at the soup. Owen laid a spoon down beside the bowl.
"Bon Appetite."
Almost immediately after the scream, Kiki ran out of the red room, and slammed the door behind her.
"O-kay, so I guess no point for the Lycan Lemurs." said Madame Mystery. Kiki, after a couple more moments of panting, hung her head, and walked sadly to the waiting room.
"Well, is this a private party, or can anyone join?" The two challenge hosts turned their heads towards Mack and Jerry standing in the doorway.
"Welcome to Madame Mystery's House of Style!" yelled the hostess happily. "Please, come up and spin the wheel!"
Mack shrugged, and the two boys walked up. Jerry went first.
"Pink!" shouted Madame Mystery excitedly. "Yay! You got the special prize slot! That means that you get a full pink makeover complete with hair styling, skin treatments, a full pink princess outfit, a…"
"No." said Jerry flatly.
"What?"
"I said no. I'm not doing it."
"B-but you have to. It's part of the challenge."
"Then I guess my team's going to have to live without that point."
"B-but…"
"Let it go." said Color Girl. "Just let it go." Madame mystery sighed.
"Fine. Please go through that door to the waiting room." Jerry walked silently off.
"My turn?" asked Mack. Madame Mystery nodded.
"Red!" shouted Madame Mystery after Mack spun the wheel. "That's the second red we've gotten today! Please go through the red door." Mack nodded and started walking towards the door.
"HOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Everyone turned towards the white door as they heard the sound. Almost immediately Tory ran out of the room, holding her mouth. She bolted towards the waiting room door, and shut it behind her before another noise just like the first was heard. Owen ran out of the room panting.
"It's okay! She managed to get the entire bowl down before blowing! *pant pant* Point for the Lycan Lemurs!" Everyone starred at him for a moment before turning to the waiting room door at the sound of another such noise.
"Hey, Katrina!" Katrina looked to the side to K.K. running slash stumbling up to her as best she could while avoiding the mines.
"Hey, K.K. What's up?"
"I need to ask you something."
"Shoot."
"Do you know anything about Kiki?"
"What do you mean?" she asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Well, it's just that something seems a little off. Kiki and I always tell each other if something's going on, and, I don't know if it's paranoia or over protectiveness or what, but I feel like she's hiding something from me." K.K. looked down as Katrina's eyebrow twitched slightly.
"Don't worry." said Katrina smiling. "I'm sure it's just your imagination. The Lycan girls are taking good care of her."
"Thanks." said K.K. smiling. "I just worry about her, you know?" Katrina smiled comfortingly.
"I'll tell you one thing I know about that blonde *beep* of a sister of you." Both parties turned to see Mel wobbling to their right.
"Not only is she one of the stupidest, and most annoying girls on the planet, but she's also a pretty fast runner."
"What are you talking about, freak?" asked Katrina looking agitated.
"You remember that long string of booms you heard earlier?"
"Huh?"
"Kiki and Tory were running from a bunch of explosions." explained K.K. "Something set off a chain reaction. I was completely freaking out when I saw…" She trailed off as she saw Mel giving them a cocky grin.
"THAT WAS YOU?!?!"
"Yep." said the punk proudly. "And let me tell you, it was too easy."
"You *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*!!!! I ought kill you for that!!!"
"Just try it, Shorty." said Mel cockily.
"You pink hair freak of…" K.K. started to lean forward. Katrina's eye narrowed slightly.
"K.K. NO!!" Katrina suddenly leaned forward, bumping into K.K. This set K.K. off balance. She started wobbling forward, barely managing to avoid the mines with each step she took while trying to regain her balance on the killer stilettos. Mel, too busy laughing at the foolish looking display, didn't even notice her before she plowed into her knocking them both backwards. Mel landed hard on her butt, while K.K, in a last ditch effort, did a backbend, and bent directly over a mine beneath her, barley avoiding it.
Mel looked up at her in anger. "Why you…No one does that to me and…"
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeew. Mel looked down to see herself spread across three mines, all making the noise.
"Aw…" BOOOM!! Mel was sent flying high into the air from the force of the explosion. Katrina helped K.K. back to her feet just as Mel hit the ground, landing on another set of mines.
"Uh, pesky little…" BOOOM!!! Mel was sent flying once more across the field. Katrina and K.K. watched as Mel bounced all around the field being blown up again and again.
"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS K.K. *BOOOM* IF IT'S THE LAST THING *BOOOM* I EVER DO!!!!!"
Katrina managed to stop looking at the flying Mel for a moment to look at K.K.
"Sorry about that. I thought you were going to go after her, and I tried to hold you back, but I guess…."
"It's fine." said K.K. who then smiled. "I actually rather like how this turned out." The two smiled at each other before turning to continue their trek towards the building. Katrina paused for a moment to look back at the still flying Mel. A sly look played across her face before she turned back around to follow K.K.
"We're almost there Alyssa. Just a little bit further." Wes and Alyssa were only about fifteen feet from the door. Victory was within their grasp.
BOOOM!!! Both parties looked up to see Mel being shot high up in the air from the other side of the building. They continued to watch as her body just flew up and down, being blasted all over the field.
"We really should be moving." said Alyssa as the two continued to watch, their heads bobbing up and down with Mel's fall and rise.
"Yep." The two stared in silence for a couple moments.
"It's like watching a train wreck, isn't it?" asked Alyssa.
"Pretty much." They continued staring until eventually Mel's body was jettisoned into a tree in the surrounding forest. The two continued staring for a moment longer.
"Well, that was fun."
"Yep." The two smiled at each other.
"Hey, guys!" The two turned their heads to see Katrina and K.K. walking around the building with K.K. waving wildly.
"Hey, K.K., Katrina." said Wes smiling. "What's up?"
"We just accidently blew Mel up." said K.K. beaming.
"Accidently?" asked Alyssa.
"Yah." said Katrina. "I accidently knocked into K.K., which caused her to knock into Mel, which caused Mel to knock into some mines, and the mines knocked back. Hard."
"…Cool." said Wes, not quite sure what else to say at the moment. "So, you guys wanna go in?"
"Sure. Let's go." said K.K. happily. The four walked through the doors.
Mack stared flatly at the flaming obstacle course in front of him.
"Too bad I didn't bring the marshmallows."
"You have three minutes to get through the course." said Duncan.
"Great."
"Your time starts now!" A large clock above Duncan's booth started counting down. Mack ran forward. The first obstacle was a large guillotine blade slamming down repeatedly.
"Is that seriously the best you can come up with?" he asked as he ran under the blade before it could come down again.
"Not even close." said Duncan smiling. He pressed another button on his consol that caused large bladed pendulums to start swinging across the path.
"Not bad." said Mack, slowing down. He looked at the pendulums for a moment before backing up, and running towards the blades. He waited until the moment the blades were the farthest from each other before jumping. He flew straight through the opening, the swinging blades almost closing in on his ankle. Mack smiled cockily…
Until a giant pair of flamethrowers poped out on either side of the path, aimed towards him.
-Crypt-
Duncan: Okay, so the giant flamethrowers were my idea, but Lindsey came up with everything else. Inmate's honor.
Wes, Alyssa, Katrina, and K.K. all walked through the front door.
"Welcome, to Madame Mystery's House of Style!" said the blonde challenge host happily.
"So, what do we have to do?" asked Wes.
"Just come up, and spin the wheel." Everyone complied with K.K. going first.
"Blue! Please go through the blue door."
"Kay. See ya'll." K.K. smiled at everyone before walking away.
Alyssa went next.
"Yellow! Please go through the yellow door."
"Good luck guys." She then walked to the door.
"Katrina." Katrina went up next to spin.
"Green!"
"I know, I know. Green door." said Katrina with a sigh.
"Awww, but I wanted to say that."
"Sorry." Katrina smiled at her before going through the door.
"And last, but not least, Wes."
"Let's see what I get." he said smiling. He spun the wheel.
"Pink! A prize for you!" said Madame Mystery, ecstatic.
"What do I win?" asked Wes.
"Go through the pink door, and find out." Wes shrugged before going to his door.
Mack barely managed to get out of the way as the flamethrowers fired.
"Aw, crud!" He started beating the leg of his pants to put the fire out.
"Had enough?" asked Duncan from his high perch.
"Is this a challenge, or do you just want to burn me alive?!" yelled Mack.
"A little of both." Duncan pressed a button, and the flamethrowers reoriented on the Mafioso.
"Crud!" Mack jumped out of the way once more, and started running.
"Does it have to be so stinking hot in here?" said Mack to himself as her wiped the sweat now pouring from his brow. He ducked as a giant hammer came swinging at him from the side.
"Not got me yet, have you?!" yelled Mack. As he ducked yet another hammer. He was almost to the finish line.
"YES!" yelled Mack as he was about a foot away from the finish line. He raised his hands in the air in near-celebration…
Until he was flung backwards by a giant hammer swinging down from the ceiling.
-Crypt-
Duncan: *laughing hysterically* Props, Lindsey! Props! *laughs more*
Mack sat up rubbing his head just as the buzzer sounded.
"Times up." said Duncan snidely. "Looks like you just lost." Duncan started laughing as Mack made a very inappropriate sign with his left hand that was quickly fuzzed over by the people in charge of censoring.
Katrina walked into the green room, and automatically crinkled her nose.
"Eeeeeew, what is that smell?" She held her nose, and started trying not to breath.
"That's Yur challenge, eh." Katrina started looking around the room. It was decorated with wallpaper depicting a farming landscape, and the floor was covered in hay. Right in the middle of the room was Ezekiel, holding a pitchfork, wearing galoshes, plastic suspenders, and a gas mask.
"Aren't you supposed to be manning the cameras?" asked Katrina.
"Courtney is wootching them while I'm hosting this part of the challenge, eh."
"So what's with the…" A loud disruptive noise sounded throughout the room causing Katrina to hold her hands over her mouth and nose.
"UH! What is that stench?!"
"Take a look." The homeschooled boy pointed to the side. Katrina looked to see a large cow with an even larger pile of brown substance beside it.
"Is that…"
"Yur challenge today is to move all that manure over there." Ezekial pointed to the other side of the room about fifteen feet away from the pile.
"But it's huge!"
"Better get to work then, eh." Ezekiel handed Katrina a pitchfork.
"Do I at least get some gloves?"
"Nope." Katrina sighed before holding her breath, and moving towards the piles.
The sound of metal clamping down echoed throughout the room.
"HOW IS THIS A REWARD!?" Wes struggled at he sat in a leaned back, pink dentist's chair wearing a hospital style gown. When he had entered the room, DJ had told him to get changed into the gown, and sit in the chair. Safe to say he was definitely confused, but he didn't question it. As he now sat locked in the chair he really wished he had.
His eyes twitched around the room. It was exactly like a beauty salon, with pink lights and everything. Beside him was a metal tray on a stand holding an eyelash curler, tweezers, and other things that looked similar to instruments of death.
"Don't worry dude. We'll be extra careful." said DJ turning around holding a make-up kit.
"Yah, super careful even." said Beth turning around holding a jar off hot wax in an oven mitted hand and several sheets of waxing paper.
"Thanks for helping out Beth." said DJ. "I would have felt a liiiiiitle uncomfortable waxing another dudes legs."
"No problem! I'm glad you asked actually. Otherwise I just would have been sitting around waiting for Heather and Lindsey to get back."
"Uh, W-what do you mean waxing?!" asked Wes staring at the implements in Beth's hands.
"Oh that. Well, as part of your reward, we're going to give you a full body makeover."
"F-full body?!"
"Weeeeell, not completely full body, but as near as we can get without getting into legal issues." said DJ. "Sorry dude. Lindsey's idea, not ours."
"Now prepare to be scrubbed, plucked, waxed, and made over." said Beth. The two started slowly, almost menacingly, approaching.
"No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
K.K. walked into the blue room. It was really simple. Blue brick walls, a hard blue stone floor, and in the middle sat a large device that looked like an authentic, old style electric chair, only it was hooked up to some other device.
"Hello?" asked K.K. walking in. The sound of a door shutting sounded behind her causing her to quickly turn around.
"Hello K.K."
"It's like, soooo nice to see you."
Katie and Sadie stood smiling wickedly on either side of the door, with Katie's hand resting on the door.
"Oh, hey." said K.K. smiling, and laughing somewhat nervously.
"Are you ready for your challenge?" asked Katie. K.K.'s nervous disposition quickly faded, and was replaced with one of confident determination.
"Bring it on." she said smiling.
The gong sounded as Alyssa walked into the yellow room.
"Greetings, grasshopper." said a certain red haired boy.
"Harold?"
"Welcome to my dojo." Alyssa looked around the room. It was definitely decorated like a Japanese dojo, except, of course, for the fact that everything was yellow. Harold was sitting on a yellow mat in the middle of the room in a lotus position with his back turned to the straight A girl.
"In order to get a point for your team, you must defeat me in combat."
"Uh, I'm not really much of a fighter." said Alyssa. "I'm more of player."
"Not that kind of combat. Gosh!" Harold stood up, and turned around to face the girl. "You must beat me in…a dance battle."
"Oh, is that all." said Alyssa, completely unworried. "Well, bring it on. I'll go Chuck Norris on your behind! I'll be on you like ugly on Jerry!"
"Oh, we'll see about that. I got mad dancing skills." Harold struck a ninja pose. "Hit it."
Izzy, in a D.J.'s booth wearing gangster style clothing, span a record on her finger before putting it on the table, and scratching. The funky fresh music started as both parties readied themselves.
Harold started by doing the robot, but Alyssa countered by doing the running man. Harold switched into the some wicked ballet moves, and Alyssa did the cabbage patch.
-Crypt-
Alyssa: I was in the zone! Oh, yah.
Harold: She's good, but I'm better.
"Woop, there it is! Woop there it is!" chanted Alyssa as she cabbage patched.
"Nice, but now let's kick it a notch." Harold jumped and span in the air before landing on the ground and going into a perfect worm.
"Oh, please. The worm?" Alyssa spread her legs apart and started pushing her hands up and down as if she were washing clothes on a wash board. "Wash the clothes, wash the clothes."
"I see you are trained in the art of rave dancing." said Harold. "Well so am I!" Harold got up from the floor, and started doing a move that looked similar to the monkey, except he looked as if he were pulling on something. "Milk the Cow!"
"Oh, yah? Well take this!" Alyssa started flinging her arms as if throwing things in a container. "Put it in the pot!"
Izzy continued scratching the record as the two became immersed in deep dance combat.
"Walk the dog!" yelled Harold.
"Playing ping pong!" yelled Alyssa.
"Lost in the woods!"
"Arabic Aunt!"
"Elephant Man!"
"Pick the apples!!!" Alyssa was sweating profusely after almost twenty minutes of intense dancing.
"You have left me no choice, grasshopper." said Harold, striking some ninja poses. "This is a move developed just for extreme rave dancing. TEND THE GARDEN!!!" Harold started by doing the lawnmower. Then he went into the push mower, and bringing it back. He started twisting his wrist.
"Turn the key." said Alyssa as she continued to pick the apples while staring at Harold. Harold started walking as if he was driving something.
"Riding mower." Harold started squeezing and unsqueezing his arms and legs.
"Trim the hedges!" Harold put one hand behind his head before jerkily rotating in a half circle with his arm out then quickly going back to start position.
"SPIRKLER!"
"And now," said Harold as he did one of the best sprinklers ever. "Prepare for Harold's Mad Skillz Dance Frenzy!" Light surrounded Harold as he went into a series of the awesomest and post pwnful dance moves ever invented.
"No!" yelled Alyssa, stopping her dancing to shield her eyes. "The sheer level of awesomeness is too much!" The music continued to play on as the intensity of the light continued to increase.
Izzy smiled as she looked on.
"Word."
The front doors slammed open as a soot covered Jacob and Kenny walked into the room.
"Dude, I think I saw my life flash before my eyes." Kenny smiled. "Man, that one wave when I was thirteen was awesome. It was like seventy feet high!" Jacob just continued panting while leaning against the wall.
"Hey, guys." said Vincent stumbling in-between the two.
"Hey." said Kenny.
"Did we make it in time?" Paige and Long walked in, Long slightly covered in soot.
"Welcome to Madame Mysteries House of Style!" said Madame Mystery. "It's time to spin the wheel!"
K.K. was strapped into the electric chair in the blue room.
"Time for the ultimate questionnaire." said Katie.
"All you have to do is not lie." said Sadie. "If you do, you'll get a nasty shock, aaaaaand you'll lose a point for your team."
"No problem." said K.K. confidently.
"Here we go." said Katie. "What is your name?"
"K.K. Rulier."
"What is your sister's name?" asked Sadie.
"Kiki Rulier."
"What color is your underwear?"
"Black."
"What's your biggest fear?" K.K. hesitated.
"Remember. Tell the truth, or you loooose." said Sadie smiling.
"Okay, okay! I'm afraid of butterflies! Happy?"
"Yes." said Katie smiling meanly. "Now, would you say you and your sister are close?"
"No duh. We're twins, and we're best friends. Of course we're close."
"So, how would you feel if she was keeping something from you."
"I guess I'd feel hurt. I mean, we're sisters. We're supposed to share everything." Katie nodded.
"Now, for a very important question." said Sadie. "Is there any person on the island that you liiiiike?"
"Like? As in…"
"As in like like."
"Well…"
Long dived over a long as it swung across his path.
"Nice moves dude." said Duncan as Long jumped through the pendulums. The flamethrowers popped up, and fired, but Long jumped forward avoiding the fire.
"Try this on for size." Duncan pressed a button on his consol. A section of the floor opened up in front of Long opened up. He barely had enough time to react. He quickened his speed as much as he could, and hurled himself into the air. He flew towards the other side, hand extended, and barely managed to grasp onto the ledge. He hung there for a moment before pulling himself up.
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Duncan: What? I have to make the course different for each person, or else it gets boring.
Long ran forward towards the finish line. Duncan smiled. Just as Long was about to cross the line, the hammer swung down from above, and smashed into him, sending him backwards. The buzzer rang, and Duncan clutched his sides, laughing.
"Oh, man! I never thought I'd say this, but Lindsey's an evil genius. Haha!"
Long glared at the punk before looking down dejectedly.
Vincent looked forward, completely concentrated, and Tyler, dressed in full football gear, looked back. They were in a room that was decorated like an orange football field. The whistle sounded. Tyler rushed forward with the ball in hand, ducking around Vincent. Vincent yawned lightly, and looked at his imaginary-watch before running after him. He managed to run right beside Tyler, wave, and then pass him. Tyler looked at him in surprise, before charging forward in a tackle.
Vincent smiled, before ducking and executing a low tackle that sent Tyler flying over him. Tyler landed hard on the ground, and Vincent went over and lightly plucked the ball from his hands. He then jogged lightly to the opposite field goal, slammed the ball on the ground, and started dancing.
"Ha! Beating Tyler in a football game! As if that were a challenge!" Tyler glared at him before looking sadly at the ground, a small tear sliding down his cheek.
BOOOOOOOM!!!
Kenny hit the back wall, hard. He slowly slide down the wall and slumped over on the ground.
"That's three hit, surfer boy." said Gwen smiling. "Looks like you're out."
Madame Mystery and Color Girl were happily chatting in the middle of the main room when the yellow door was flung open and Alyssa came out, immediately slumping to her hands and knees.
"No human being should posses that level of mad skills."
She turned her head at the sound of another door opening, and immediately covered her mouth as she tried not to laugh.
"It's not funny, Alyssa!" Wes walked out of the pink door in a pink princess dress with matching shoes and tiara holding a glittering fairy wand. Alyssa just barely managed to contain her laughter enough to talk.
"Awww, you look so pretty!" exclaimed Madame Mystery.
"Yah. Like a real princess." said Color girl with one hand on her hip.
"Sorry *pft* Wes. You look really *pft* nice." said Alyssa.
"Really?"
"Yah. *pft* I'm sure you could win any beauty pagent you entered." She immediately broke down and started rolling on the floor laughing.
"Stop laughing!" yelled Wes as he stomped a pink heeled foot on the ground.
The purple door opened up, and Kenny walked out covered in soot.
"What is it with today and getting blown up?" he said sighing. Then he looked over at Wes. "Who's the babe?" Alyssa started laughing with renewed vigor.
"It's me Kenny! Wes!"
"Wes? Dude, what happened?"
"I won a prize." said Wes with a sigh.
"UH! The stench!" The green door opened up, and Katrina stumbled out, shutting the door behind her. "I will never eat hamburger again."
"What's that smell?" asked Kenny.
"Don't ask." she sighed before looking over at Wes. "You know, I've seen a lot of cross dressers before, but I've gotta tell you, you really pull it off." Alyssa's laughter once again renewed.
"Oh, oh, it hurts!" Wes sighed.
"I'm going to the waiting room."
"Right through that door." said Madame Mystery pointing. Wes opened up the door and walked inside.
"Man, that was too easy!" Vincent and Jacob walked out of the orange door. Vincent had his arm around Jacob, laughing, while Jacob just stood quietly looking uncomfortable.
"You mean you both beat Taylor?!" asked Madame Mystery in shock.
"You mean Tyler?" asked Vincent. "Yah. I don't see why you thought that would be much of a challenge."
"Oh, just go through the door." She said pointing and frustrated.
"Whatever you say." he said smiling before crinkling his nose. "What's that smell."
"Uh, just forget it." Katrina walked frustratedly through the waiting room door. Vincent just shrugged. He turned his head as the red door opened, and Long walked out.
"How'd it go?" asked Vincent. Long just looked down and shook his head. "Sorry man. You know what they say. You win some, you lose some." The blue door opened and K.K. walked out looking a bit uncertain.
"You alright?" asked Kenny.
"Yah, just a little…rattled. Those were some intense questions."
"Huh?"
"Never mind." she turned to Madame Mystery. "So, is the game over?"
"Nope. All we have to do is wait for Piper and Mallory, and then we'll know who wins!"
"Who?"
"I think she means Paige and Mel." said Kenny.
"Oh. Has Mel gotten here yet?"
"Nope, but she should be here…" The doors slammed open and everyone turned their heads. Standing in the middle of the door way was Mel covered in soot with semi-tattered clothing and looking like she was about to kill someone.
"There she is!" exclaimed Madame Mystery jumping up and down. "Welcome to Madame Mystery's House of…"
"Save it Lindsey." said Mel walking into the room.
"I-I'm not Linds…"
"Oh, just shut up! How stupid do you think I am. Anyone with half a brain can tell it's you." Madame Mystery looked taken aback for a moment before looking down, and removing her mask.
"But I worked so hard on keeping it a secret…"
"Well, it didn't work, now did it?" Lindsey sniffled for a second before dropping down to her knees crying.
"What was that for?!" asked Color Girl, removing her mask to reveal Heather underneath, her black hair flowing to slightly below the base of the neck.
"What? Anyone could tell. It's not like that bimbo was a genius at hiding it."
"But that doesn't mean you have to be mean about it!" yelled K.K.
"I'll deal with you later *beep*. If you think you can get away with blowing me up like that, then you got another thing coming. As soon as this challenge is over, I'm gonna tear. You. To. Shreds." Everyone in the room just glared at her.
"Just come up here, and spin the wheel." said Heather, and she tied her hair into a ponytail. Mel went to the wheel, and gave it a spin. Unbeknownst to anyone else, Heather pressed her finger against the back of the wheel, causing it to slowly stop to exactly where she wanted it.
"Black." she said smiling. "Perfect. Please go through the black door." Mel shrugged and complied.
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Heather: It's not as if I'm a bad person anymore. I just use my powers for good instead of evil, and sending Mel through that door was definitely a good thing.
Gwen: We specifically added a "Heather has a right to be somewhat evil" clause to the contestant's contracts just in case something like this happened. This way we can't be sued for Heather interfering. We definitely learned from second season when Chef tried to help out DJ.
Mel walked into the black room, and shut the door behind her. There were no lights, and no way of knowing where anything was.
"So I have to stay in a dark room for a while. Piece of cake."
"Correction." said a voice in the darkness. "You have to stay in a dark room for one minute with me."
Mel stiffened. She broke out in a cold sweat. He heart started racing out of control. She managed to squeak out but one word.
"Eva?"
Heather was knelt down beside Lindsey trying to comfort her as the other campers looked on.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"
Everyone turned their heads as the black door started rattling and the screaming continued.
"What's going on in there?" asked K.K.
"Payback." said Heather smiling evilly. Mel rushed out the door, slamming it behind her. He clothes were in even greater tatters, and a small chunk of her remaining hair had been ripped out of her head.
"HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO SURVIVE IN A ROOM WITH EVA?!?!?!?!?!"
"I was hoping you wouldn't." said Heather standing up and giving a smug look to Mel. "But, since you did, I can tell you that you just lost a point for your team, loser!"
"Why you little…" Mel started to walk menacingly towards Heather.
"Uh, uh, uh. Remember, I am friends with the host." she said smiling. Mel stopped and considered that for a moment before turning around angrily, and walking through the waiting room door, slamming it behind her. Heather smirked.
"I can't take it anymore!" Everyone turned around to see Paige walking out of the indigo door, and slamming it behind her.
"Hm, thirty minutes." said Heather looking at her watch. "You lasted longer than expected."
"Does he practice that monotone, or is it just natural?" asked Paige in a huff.
"Believe it or not, he actually practiced in front of the mirror to get it the exact amount of annoying for the challenge. He tried it out of us, and, by the end, even straight A Courtney left the room."
"Wow." said Paige. "That's some serious dedication.
"So, does this mean the challenge is over?" asked K.K.
"Yep." said Heather smiling. She then bent down to whisper in Lindsey's ear.
"Really?" said Lindsey sniffling. Heather nodded. Lindsey smiled slightly before standing up, and whipping her eyes.
"The challenge is now officially over! The final score is…uh…" Heather leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Lycan Lemurs four, and Phantom Ferrets three! The Lycan Lemurs win!" Vincent started celebrating, and Long smiled as the others looked slightly down.
"Now, it's time for someone from the Ferret team to go home!"
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K.K.: I think we all know who I'm voting for.
Harley: Prepare to pay *beep*!
Wes: Do I really look that much like a girl?
"When I call your name, come up and receive your skull." said Izzy with her sinister Spanish accent.
"Jacob
Alyssa
Kenny
Wes
Harley
Paige
Mack"
K.K. and Mel sat on the logs, with Mel looking confident.
"The final skull of the night goes to…
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K.K.!"
"*beeeeeeeeeeeep*! There's no way she got picked over me!" said Mel standing up from her seat.
"I don't believe it!" said Harley in exaggerated shock. "You mean we actually chose the nice dark girl over the mean, loathsome, ugly, make-an-enemy-of-everyone-on-your-team-because-obviously-that's-the-smart-thing-to-do punk girl? It can't be true."
Mel started walking towards her before two men in white coats grabbed her by the arms.
"Bob. Frank." she said indicating the two men. "Your kids feeling any better?"
"Yah. Milly got over the flu, and lucky Shelly didn't catch it." said the one identified as Frank. "Now it's time to come along." The two started dragging the pink haired punk toward the boat.
"You did this to me K.K.! You did this to me!" said Mel glaring at K.K. with a look of pure rage. "Don't think I'll forget about this! I will have my revenge!"
"Good luck with that." said K.K. smirking.
"So, Mel has been eliminated, and Lindsey's Rainbow of Death has served its purpose." said Izzy looking towards the cameras. "What will the next challenge be? Who will be the next one eliminated? And why wasn't plaid part of Lindsey's challenge? That would have been so awesome! It's could have been a Scottish themed challenge, and I could have hosted!" She quickly switched over to a Scottish accent. "There could a been a haggis eatin' contest, and we could a thrown cows just like they do in the Scottish games. Or was it their wives? Anyway, tune in next time, for the most dramatic episode yet, on Total Drama EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekk!!!"
Mel is now gone. There were a lot of people right behind her in the polls, but by a margin of one vote, she was voted off. That's why it's always important to vote. You guys control this story, and every time you vote, you could change the entire outcome.
Anyway, make sure to vote in the nice, fresh from the oven poll that will be on my profile soon after this chapter is posted. Also, be on the lookout for the TDE Halloween Special which I'll probably be posting in the next two weeks or so. I'll guarantee thrills, chills, laughs, and other such things that'll be sure to make it seem like Halloween again even though that passed about a week ago. XD
Anyway, thank you for reading, and listening to my chapterly rant. Oh, and sorry this chapter is so heinously long. I just couldn't seem to fit it in my usual twenty pages. I apologize if you got an eye ache while reading. Until next time. ^^
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