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Episode 03, Part 2:
Die, All-Stars, Die! Ahh-ha-ha-ha!
A white seagull, with a six-pack soda wrapper caught around its neck, peacefully settled on the edge of a speedboat. A flash of green and vicious snap of jaws later, and the seagull was gone, the crocodile that had been sitting in the boat picking feathers out of its teeth.
The Total Drama contestants watched this fearfully from the rail of their sailing ship, The Jumbo Shrimp. They were now back on the boat and in open water. Six speedboats were tethered to the side of the ship. Two of them were empty, but the other four each held a dangerous creature: a crocodile, a yeti, a bear, and… Sam. Scratch that, only three of which had dangerous creatures.
"I'm really not liking this challenge, guys," Katie moaned.
"Hold me, Cody!" Sierra jumped into Cody's arms, catching the geek off guard and causing him to collapse.
Confession Cam
Cody (He is looking down, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck anxiously.) I… don't really know what to do about Sierra. I don't want to hurt her feelings or anything like that, but she's almost completely gone back to the crazy fangirl that she was before. I wish we could just go back to being friends.
The contestants were alerted to Chris' presence on the deck, following the host's sadistic laughter. "Enjoying your new animal friends?" the host mocked, bouncing on his heels. "We thought we'd give you some companions, in case you got lonely on your journey."
As several of the contestants glared at him (excepting those who were too frightened to glare, I.E. Katie, who was clutching Scott in fear), Heather tossed her hair back with a haughty sneer. "It's fitting that the superior people here won't have to spend their time with filthy animals."
"You make a good point there, Heather," said Chris, as many of the glares were redirected at her. "As a reminder, the first boat on each team that won the first part of the challenge won't have to bring along any furry or scaly stowaways. That's Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey for the Raging Starfish, and B, Bridgette, Dakota, and Gwen for the Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones. But as a penalty, the rest of you will have to ride with –
"The ferocious crocodile! Wawanakwa variety." The crocodile hissed and thrashed its tail on the boat's floor.
"The fearsome Sasquatchanakwa, a season one throwback!" The yeti / bigfoot / well-sized purple ape snarled and swiped its claws.
"The flesh-eating grizzly bear, a fan favorite!" The bear rose to its back feet and roared, spraying spittle in all directions.
"And –" The fourth boat was empty. "Huh? Where's my fourth animal?"
Dakota was cradling Sam, as the two lovebirds cooed at each other. "Hey! Put him down right now, Dakota! I need him for my show!"
"No!" Dakota growled, squeezing Sam possessively.
"Chef!" Chris moaned. Chef stomped over, brandishing a squirt bottle.
"Drop it… Drop it!"
"No!"
Chef sprayed her, and the mutant snarled and swiped at the air. "I said drop it!"
Dakota dropped Sam on the deck and trudged away, snarling and wiping her eyes.
Confession Cam
Sam So originally the mutant laser squirrel from last season was supposed to be in the challenge, but he refused to renew his contract. So, the Total Drama producers invited me to help out.
(Flashback – on the fancy beach resort's fancy beach.)
Sam and Anne Maria were both relaxing on pool chairs, Sam playing his DS and Anna Maria tanning. Behind the two, Chef Hatchet, armed with a burlap sack, began sneaking closer, darting and crouching behind chairs and umbrellas. He arrived behind Sam and raised the sack, when the gamer caught sight of him. "Oh, hey, Chef! What's up with you?"
Chef blinked, and then threw the sack over Sam, hoisted the kidnapped gamer over his shoulder, and attempted to dash away, instead tripping over a chair and collapsing in the sand. Anne Maria spared him an unimpressed glance.
"You didn't see nuthin'!" Chef barked, and ran off. The girl rolled her eyes.
Confession Cam
Sam Huh-huh, good times. But hey, I was all for it! It was totally worth it to see my friends again!
Sam stumbled to his feet. He waved at Zoey, Brick, and Mike. "Hey guys, what's up?" They grinned and waved back, but were interrupted when Chris jabbed a finger in Sam's chest.
"Did I bring you here to socialize, or to help out in a risky and humiliating challenge? Now get back into your boat!"
He shoved Sam overboard, and listened to his scream, followed by a loud thunk, followed by a cry of "Waugh, you pushed me into the wrong boat!" followed by the yeti's roars and the sound of clothes ripping.
"Well, now that that's over –" Chris began.
"Shouldn't someone help that guy?" asked Trent, as the others nodded and bit their lips.
"Don't worry, the dude's survived way worse. He's dating Dakota, remember?" Chef rolled over a blackboard with a map of the Hawaiian Islands drawn on it, and Chris pointed out the dotted line drawn around them. "So, here's how it's going to go down. You and your teammates are going to race your speedboats around the islands, following the route represented here. In order to win the challenge, all three of your team's speedboats must cross the finish line – with your special guests."
Chris peered over the railing. "Due to the large and possibly dangerous environment you'll be playing in, we've stuffed the rear compartments of the boats with supplies that may be helpful or completely useless. Of course, getting to these compartments may prove to be a problem." As he said this, the crocodile was happily snoozing away on top of the compartment.
"Oh, what a beautiful creature," gushed Dawn, though the looks on the others' faces said otherwise.
"All clear? Good. Now, each boat has its own screen that will act as a GPS, as well as allow me to communicate with you in case I need to give further instruction. Now, as a reward for winning the first challenge, the Raging Starfish get a thirty minute head start. All ready? Then… go!"
Leshawna was the first to jump into action. "We call the boat with Sam!" She leapt overboard into Sam's boat.
Mike looked over at Sierra and Cody, also in Leshawna's group. "Works for me!" he cried, following the loud-and-proud sister.
"Let's do it, Cody!" Sierra swept the geek off his feet, also leaping overboard.
Leshawna and Mike managed to land on their feet, while Sierra collapsed, crushing Cody underneath her. "Huh-huh-huh, awesome!" Sam and Mike high-fived, as Leshawna started the boat and sped off.
"Hey! Hold on a second!" Scott cried worriedly, as they sped away.
"Yee-haw, let's do this!" Izzy, having been one of the first to win the previous challenge, did a flip over the railing and landed at the wheel of one of the empty boats. "Come on, guys, let's take this baby for a spin! I was a professional speedboat racer for three years before I joined the show, and would have been the world champion by now if I hadn't been disqualified for filling my opponent's boats with nitroglycerin! Geez, the way they reacted, you'd think a little nitro could kill people or something."
"Uh, maybe I should drive, Izzy," said Zoey, as she climbed down the rope ladder to the speedboats.
"Hey! Ms. 'I'm Nice and I Like Everybody!' How about you stop dawdling and hurry your scrawny butt up!" snapped Heather, above her on the ladder.
Zoey recoiled, taken aback. "Sheesh. I'm going Heather. You don't have to be so mean."
"Our head start is ticking down, and I don't want to waste it with your stupid small talk! Make friends on your own time!"
Confession Cam
Zoey (Seething, but taking a deep breath and managing to calm herself.) I never really had to spend time around Heather before this season, and while I don't want to sound mean, she's just as nasty in person as she is on TV. I saw her fighting with Alejandro earlier, and I'm trying to be patient since I know she's upset, but no one should treat anyone like that, period!
Gwen Urgh… Heather's not even on my team this time, and I still can't stand hearing her talk to people like that. The sooner that witch gets booted off, the better.
With the two girls in the boat with Izzy, Heather looked up to the pirate ship. "Who else is on our team? Geoff! Noah! Hurry it up!"
Noah peered over the railing, tapping his fingers together. That's a whole lot of water and a very small amount of boat, he thought.
"Hey, don't look so nervous, dude!" Geoff, still in a wheelchair and wrapped in bandages from his girlfriend's earlier klutziness, raised his good arm to pat Noah's shoulder. "There's nothing to fear from a little bit of water!"
Unfortunately, he wasn't paying attention to his own strength, and his well-meaning pat shoved Noah over the side of the boat. "Woah! Sorry, dude! I'm coming!" The wheelchair-bound partier looked at the railing, contemplating his problem, and finally gave up and charged at it with a "Whoo-hoo!" He hit the railing and was catapulted out of his chair.
Noah landed face-first on the floor of the speedboat, and Geoff landed on top of him. The two groaned.
Heather snickered. "Losers." They didn't get a chance to reply, as the wheelchair did it for them, landing on top of Heather and knocking her to the floor. "Ow!"
"All right, we're all here! Let's do this! Vroom, vroom!" Izzy revved the boat and shot forward.
"Hey! Wait!" Scott cried. He gathered with the remaining Starfish (Alejandro, Trent, and Katie) as they peered at the remaining boats.
"Okay," Trent quivered, "what do you guys choose: have a crocodile rip our faces off, have a bear rip our faces off, or have a yeti rip our faces off?"
"Um… let's do… the yeti!" Without warning, Katie suddenly shoved Trent and Scott overboard, into the yeti's boat.
Confession Cam
Katie See, since I'm being forced to be away from Sadie the whole summer, I've decided to make her proud and show some initiative! See, I know from school that crocodiles and bears are both meat-eaters, but since yetis are unknown to science, we don't know what they eat! And since most apes are vegetarian, maybe the yeti is too and it would be easier to tame! (She looks thoughtful.) You know, I just realized. How is the yeti still mythical if it's starred on this show for five seasons?
Grizzly Bear (The bear is munching away on a taco salad. It realizes that the camera's on it, and looks very embarrassed.)
Katie, Scott, and Trent huddled at the bow of the speedboat, screaming as the yeti roared and swiped at them, held back only be inches thanks to a chain around its ankle. "Oh, this was bad!" Katie was screaming. "This was a bad, bad idea!"
Above them, Alejandro tenderly lifted himself over the ship's rail and tried to climb down to the boat; however, his huge bulk caused the rope ladder to snap, and he sailed downwards, landing on the yeti and knocking it out cold.
Scott managed to pry open an eye. "Well that's one way to deal with it," he smirked.
"There's got to be an animal rights group somewhere that's going to be angry about that," said Trent.
"As long as there's still skin on my face, I'll take it." Scott manned the wheel and sped the boat forward.
The Raging Starfish's boats sped off into the sea, as the Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones watched morosely. Chris laughed behind them.
"Man, you guys are really on a losing streak, huh? I guess I was right when I labeled you as the loser team!" His laugh abruptly cut off when he was nailed in the head with a cod, and Staci whistled innocently, earning her a few gleeful looks from her teammates.
As The Jumbo Shrimp shrunk into a speck on the ocean behind them, the three Starfish boats pulled up in a line, keeping pace with one another.
"Yeah, dudes! We're gonna rock this race!" Geoff cried.
"Three challenges and two eliminations in a row! The Starfish are dominating this game!" Cody cheered, the others following his example (save for Heather and Alejandro, the former of which was glaring at the latter, and the latter of which was crouching fearfully behind a very confused Katie, who was rubbing the yeti's back, as the yeti moaned and nursed a headache). The three boats split up and sped forward, heading into the blue ocean.
Raging Starfish – Cody, Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra
"So, Sam, how is everyone back at the resort?" Mike asked, as Leshawna drove.
Sam looked up from his handheld. "Huh? Oh, they're all doing great. Except for Sadie, who's spent every day crying since Katie's separated from her. And Justin, who spends all day looking at his reflection instead of interacting with anyone. And Blaineley and Anne Maria, who are ignoring everyone. And Jo and Lightning, who are constantly fighting over who's the better athlete, and Courtney, who keeps trying to call her lawyers to sue the show when she's not trying to kill Duncan, and Duncan, who's been hiding from Courtney, and Eva, who tries to kill anyone who glances at her, and Ezekiel, Beth, and DJ, who are too scared to talk to anyone because of all the negativity. So, yeah. Everyone's doing terribly. Absolutely terribly."
"They're all just poor losers from not gettin' on the show," Leshawna grinned. "Can't handle the fact that that five mil belongs to Shawnee here."
"Actually, the prize money is going to none other than my Cody-kins here," said Sierra, pointing to said Cody-kins, whom she was accidentally strangling in a loving headlock. "How else is he going to afford to build our dream home?" She giggled at the thought. "I can see it now: on the shores of a beautiful tropical sea, but tall and grand like the castles from the days of yore, and all of the towers will be shaped like CODY'S HEAD!"
"Sierra, I think you're choking your Cody-kins," Sam pointed out.
Sierra let go of Cody, and the geek fell to the deck, gasping for air.
"Whoops! Sorry, Cody! Are you okay? Can I get you anything? I'm trained to give mouth-to-mouth!"
Sierra leaned over Cody, and the boy screamed and jumped into Leshawna's arms, hugging her and blubbering in terror.
"Hey! Leshawna! Get your paws off my man-candy!"
"Okay, you know what?" Leshawna stopped the boat and turned to face Sierra. "That is enough. Can't you see that you're torturing the poor man? Ever since you got back, you've been running him ragged."
Sierra gasped. "I have not! I would never hurt my Cody!"
"Oh yeah? Look at him." Leshawna motioned with her eyes to Cody, cradled in her arms. He was in a fetal position and rocking back and forth, his thumb in his mouth.
"What happened to you two promising to respect each other?" asked Leshawna, as Sierra seemed to realize how much mental scarring she had caused. "Why don't you just go back to being best friends?"
"But Cody is my best friend!" Sierra cried. "I would never want to hurt him! I just have to keep him out of the evil goth clutches of Gwen!"
"Are you kidding me? Gwen is not even interested in him! You're torturing Cody for no reason!"
Sam cleared his throat. "You know, isn't it a scientific fact that the more a girl brutally injures a guy, the more she likes him?"
Mike chuckled. "Sure is. You all saw Geoff after his jaunt with Bridgette this morning."
"Huh-huh, that's why you're torturing Harold so much, right Leshawna?"
"Don't you talk about that boy to me!" Leshawna snapped, throwing her arms to her side and dropping Cody. "I don't care an ounce about that two-timing, disloyal, tidey-widey-wearing nerd!"
Mike chuckled. "Sure. You've got us all convinced, Leshawna."
"You're totally into him," snickered Sam.
"It's all everyone's tweeting about," said Sierra, hunched over her phone.
"If you don't care about him, then how do you know what kind of underwear he wears?" quipped Cody, miraculously recovering from his traumatized state.
"Well I… he…" A rare occurrence, Leshawna was speechless, enraged that the others had ganged up on her. "Whatever. Let's go." She turned and started up the boat, and Mike and Cody grinned at each other.
Raging Starfish – Alejandro, Katie, Scott, and Trent
"Oh, this is so great!" Katie was saying. "I get to go on a boat race with my two favorite men on the show!"
"You know, Katie," Alejandro took the time to say, "you may soon lose those two favorite men if you don't loosen up your grip."
"Huh? Oh, sorry!" Katie relinquished her hug on Trent and Scott, and the two hunched over, gasping for breath. Katie chuckled nervously.
"Ergh – no – problem," Scott said, barely managing to hold in what was truly on his mind. He went back to the wheel and resumed driving the boat.
"Man, Katie, you have a strong grip," Trent choked, massaging his throat.
"Sorry, me and Sadie have had a lot of experience with huge hugs!"
"You don't say." Trent looked toward Alejandro and the yeti, who were seated side-by-side on the boat's rear compartment. "And how's out purple friend doing?"
"Oh, he's doing great!" Katie sat next to the yeti and hugged a big, purple arm. "He's just a big sweetie, once you get to know him!" The large ape grunted happily and hugged her back.
Confession Cam
Chris (Pouting) That stupid yeti! I paid him to terrorize some teenagers, not to get cuddly with them! I'm never hiring him again!
Raging Starfish – Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey
"Yee-haw! Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Izzy was laughing her usual maniacal laugh as she rocketed the boat across the ocean's surface, at such a speed that the bow had risen out of the water, only the back end of the boat touching it. The others could do nothing more than do their best to hand on for dear life.
"Izzy! You need to slow down!" Heather screamed, as a sea turtle bounced off the windshield and flew over their heads.
"I think we just broke the sound barrier!" Zoey shouted.
"What?" Heather hollered, as a dolphin flew over their heads.
Near the rear of the boat, Geoff, doing his best to hang on to the rails, noticed Noah was curled up in a corner, managing somehow to look more terrified than the rest of them. "Noah! What's wrong?" Geoff wailed.
"Izzy's driving, what on earth do you think is wrong?" Noah cried.
"You just look way more freaked out than normal!" Geoff yelled.
"It's only because I haven't finished writing my will yet!" Noah howled, as a sailfish flew over their heads.
The Jumbo Shrimp
Brick flipped a coin, which landed heads-up on the deck. "Heads, which means we get the crocodile, and you get the bear. Although, it feels like choosing between two different methods of execution."
"Yeah, but you guys get Dawn," Staci pointed out, pointing to Dawn, who was currently conversing with a seagull. "She can talk to animals."
"Yes, but we musn't forget that bears are omnivorous, while crocodiles are carnivorous," said Cameron. "Their animal only eats meat, while our bear may be calmed with plants as well."
Down in its speedboat, the bear overheard this and sighed in relief, before going back to its taco salad.
Chris walked up to the anxious Anemones, accepting a coconut drink from an offering intern. "You guys and gals getting worried yet?" He took a long, drawn-out sip. "Just imagine the progress the other team has already made!"
"Chris, please tell us our thirty minutes are already up," begged Gwen. "It feels like we've been waiting around forever."
Chris checked his watch. "It looks like you guys have…" His face fell. "Oops. Your penalty ended ten minutes ago."
There was a beat, and the BSAs rushed for their boats in a panic. "Come on, guys!" Before any of them could object, Dakota swept up Bridgette, B, and Gwen in her arms and leapt into the empty boat. With a CRUNCH, Dakota's legs busted right through the center of the speedboat, everything from her waist below underwater, but also managing to plug up the hole. Dakota's torso shrugged and grinned at the others, while Gwen said "Whatever," and started up the boat.
Brick, Nathaniel, Harold, and Dawn peered anxiously down at the crocodile. "Come on, men! Everyone only lives once!" Brick leapt overboard, and the others winced as the sounds of screaming and ripping clothes were heard.
Likewise, Tyler, Lindsay, Staci, and Cameron stared down at the bear, each nervous to be the first to step into the boat.
"We didn't have a chance to get any food for him," said Cameron.
"Yeah. And he just finished his taco salad," moaned Tyler.
Lindsay's eyes lit up. "Hey, guys! My family just sent me a care package with some blackberries in it this morning! We can totally give those to him!"
"Hey, nice!" said Cameron.
"Great idea, Linds!" cheered Tyler.
The four hesitantly lowered themselves in to the speedboat. At their approach, the grizzly raised its hackles and snarled threateningly. "Hey, it's okay," said Lindsay. "I've got a treat for you!" She pulled out a presented to the confused bear a box labeled 'Crack Berries' (tm).
Cameron smacked his palm to his forehead. "Lindsay, those are crack berries! That's a sugary cereal that's unhealthy for even people to eat, much less bears!"
But the grizzly had already ripped open the box, and was cheerfully munching away. "Yay, I did it!" Lindsay cheered, as Staci patted her back.
"Whoo! Great job, babe!" Tyler took the wheel, and speedily sped the speedboat onwards.
Meanwhile, Dawn, Harold, and Nathaniel had all grabbed Brick's arm, and were engrossed in a tug-of-war battle with the crocodile. Finally, the ravenous reptile tore Brick's pants away, and the pants-less cadet collapsed onto the other three. "Sheesh. Thank you, my teammates."
They looked back at the crocodile, expecting it to attack again, but the reptile instead had pulled a piece of paper from Brick's back pocket. The animal unfolded it, and sat contentedly on the rear compartment, reading intently. It soon began to crack up.
Brick smiled, shrugging at the others. "What do you know? Looks like our buddy here likes the Sunday comics as much as I do."
"And the race is on!" Chris cried, watching the final three boats through a spyglass as they sped into the ocean. He pulled out a megaphone and called to the players:
"Good luck, all you luckless losers! Have fun with your animal buddies! And try not to die!" He laughed wickedly, until the ship crashed into a rock and began to sink. "Chef!"
The departing Anemones saw this and laughed. "Excellent," said Harold.
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – B, Bridgette, Dakota, and Gwen
Manning the wheel, Gwen peered nervously out at the wide, open sea. "Darn it! I can't see any of the Starfish boats! We're way behind!"
"We may be experiencing unnecessary drag since half of Dakota's underwater," said Bridgette. She looked at the mutant, not used to seeing her at eye level. "How are you holding up, Dakota?"
"Oh, Dakota doing great!" the green-haired girl replied enthusiastically. "There are little fishies nibbling Dakota's toes, and they tickle! Hee-hee, ha-ha! Ow! Okay, Dakota think that was shark."
About fifty feet away, they saw Dawn, Harold, Brick, and Nathaniel's boat pass them easily. "Greetings, ladies!" Harold cried.
"Argh! There has to be some way to speed up!" said Gwen.
B looked thoughtful, and then snapped his fingers and ran to the rear compartment. Opening it, he pulled out a tarp, a long pole, and a roll of duct tape.
"Hey! Nice thinking, B!" said Bridgette.
B handed Dakota the pole. "Oh, you want Dakota to hold this?" She giggled as B ran around her with the duct tape a few times, securing her to the pole. He then jumped to the top of her head, using her as a stepping stool to attach the tarp to the top. The makeshift mast caught the wind, and their boat moved at a much quicker pace.
"Hey, yeah! Nice going, B!" B looked quite proud ass the others showered him with praise.
Raging Starfish – Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey
Izzy winced as the large, white bird thumped against the windshield. "Ooh, there's an albatross!" Another thump. "Ooh, and that one was a manatee! Are you guys writing these down?"
Instead, the others were looking quite sick, with Noah looking absolutely terrified. Geoff managed to wheel over to Izzy. "Hey, Izzy," he said, tapping her shoulder, "mind if I take the wheel for a while, I don't think the others are enjoying your driving all that much."
"Really?" Izzy glanced at her teammates. Zoey's red hair contrasted with her green face, Heather was retching over the side, and Noah was curled up in a corner with his knees pulled to his chest, shaking uncontrollably. "Huh, I guess you're right! Looks like they can't handle my wicked speedboat racing! Here you go, Geoff, you take over."
Heather lifted her head, wiping her mouth. "Thank goodness. Finally, a driver who's not completely in – saaaaane!"
Her voice quickly raised into a wail, as Geoff somehow managed to take off even faster and wilder than Izzy, the boat's bow rising a full forty-five degrees out of the water. Geoff "Whoo-hoo"-ed and Izzy cheered, and Zoey managed to grab Heather's hand just before the queen bee flew out of the boat.
Confession Cam
Noah (Breathes a few times into a paper bag, and turns to the camera) Not only am I forced to go onto the ocean, which I am terrified of, on a flimsy little speedboat, but I'm partnered with the two most insane drivers in all of Canada? (He breathes a few more times into the bag, then looks up at the ceiling.) Fate, why do you hate me so?
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Brick, Dawn, Harold, and Nathaniel
"Onward, my men! We shall overtake and plunder any enemy ship we come across, the scurvy dogs!" Harold stood at the bow of the ship, valiantly surveying the ocean.
Dawn giggled as she steered the boat. "Actually, dogs can't get scurvy. It's simply known as Vitamin C deficiency in any species outside of humans."
"Oh, um…" The nerd searched for a different saying.
"Mangy dogs?" offered Brick.
"Scurvy people?" asked Nathaniel.
"Mangy humans?" asked the crocodile, looking over his paper (though to all except Dawn, it sounded simply like "Rar rar ragga?").
"Yes, yes, all of those!" agreed Harold, going back to surveying the sea for enemy boats.
"Hmm." Nathaniel peered over Dawn, at the GPS that was showing their route. There were six dots on the screen, three of which were shaped like the Starfish emblem and the other three the Anemone's. The Anemone that represented their boat was quickly catching up to one of the Starfish. "We should be catching one of them soon. Chris said there were supplies in the rear compartment, maybe something in there could help us move faster. Dawn, can you please ask the croc if he'll move?"
"Oh, I would," Dawn gushed, "but I cannot possibly interrupt any living being that is enjoying Calvin and Hobbes that much. It would be near-blasphemy."
"Hmm, true," said Nathaniel, glancing at the reptile as it sat on the compartment. "Well in that case, full speed ahead!"
Raging Starfish – Alejandro, Katie, Scott, and Trent
Scott stretched, and turned to Trent. "Trent, buddy, do you mind taking the wheel for a while? I need a little break."
"Sure. No problem." Trent took over for Scott, and the redhead made his way to the back of the boat, where Alejandro sat and Katie cuddled with a very happy yeti.
"Hey, Katie. You know, Trent hasn't been seeming like himself since the competition started, and since you two are buds, I was thinking that maybe your company could cheer him up."
Katie immediately perked up. "Eee!" She shot up front, immediately filling Trent in on the latest news about Sadie, shoes, Sadie, clothes, Sadie, sleepovers, Sadie, and Sadie. Scott and Alejandro were left alone at the stern (with the pouting yeti). Scott leaned toward the robot.
"Listen, Al. I feel a kinship with you. I can sympathize with what you've been through, and in all honesty, I kind of like you."
"What do you want?" Alejandro rumbled.
"Well, I'm worried that Heather might be trying to turn against you," Scott replied. "I'm not trying to butt in, but I overheard you guys fighting earlier. Alejandro, I hate to say it, but she might be using you to get far in the game. She knows you're sensitive about this place, since we're so near to where you got your, uh… condition… but she's not supporting you, is she?"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because I don't want you to have to face a repeat of what happened the last time you competed. The prize was rightfully yours, and thanks to Heather, it was torn from your hands and resulted in you becoming this. Does that sound like the kind of girlfriend you want to have?"
Alejandro looked unsure, or as unsure as an expressionless robot could look. Scott patted his arm. "I'm trying to turn a new leaf this season, and dedicate my life to helping others. And right now, I want to help you. So think about what I've told you, and talk to me if you want to do something about it." Scott went back to the others, leaving Alejandro alone at the stern, except for the yeti, who patted his shoulder comfortingly.
Confession Cam
Scott Since it looks like Alejandro is no longer a threat, I'm thinking he could be a perfect second-in-command for my alliance. He's got a huge strength – he's feared by the others and is thought to be the game's greatest player – and a weakness I can take advantage of – his volcano accident has left him weak and easy to bend to my will. If I can get him into my alliance, I'd be unstoppable!
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Cameron, Lindsay, Staci, and Tyler
The bear sat still, glaring forward, a few stray crumbs falling from the now-empty cereal box in its paw. The bear made no movement, apart from its right eye, which was twitching slightly. The contestants watched it warily, even Tyler, who was driving the boat.
"Is it upset that the cereal's gone?" whimpered Lindsay. "When my daddy's eye twitches like that, it means he's really mad!"
Tyler nodded in agreement. "Yeah. He was doing that all night when you first introduced me to your family."
"I don't think he's doing that willingly," observed Cameron.
The box fell from the bear's loose paw, and Staci picked it up, staring at the words 'Crack Berries.' "What's in this stuff, anyway? Berries?"
The bear was now twitching all over, his arms and neck jerking in strange directions. "I'm scared, dude," whispered Tyler.
Raging Starfish – Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey
Zoey had managed to convince Geoff to slow down, and their speedboat was now chugging along at a brisk, but less chaotic pace. The others (minus Izzy) looked much more relieved, and Noah had even managed to stop shaking. "It looks like we've already made great progress," said Zoey, peering over a smiling Geoff's shoulder at the GPS. "We're in first place, and over a third of the way there! Izzy and Geoff, your driving was crazy, but it did give us a huge head start!"
"I can pump up the speed again, if you want," grinned Geoff.
"No! No no no!" cried Heather and Zoey.
"That won't be necessary," Zoey added.
"For the love of all that's good, show some humanity," wailed Noah.
"Aw, you guys are no fun," pouted Izzy.
"The only way you could possibly go with 'fun' would be if you're in a straightjacket," Heather shot.
"Woah, Heather, easy," said Geoff.
"Oh, it's true!" Izzy bobbed her head excitedly. "It's always fun to get out of straightjackets, the docs never can figure out how I do it."
But Heather ignored this, having turned on Geoff. "Oh, like you're any better. If you ask me, you're just as crazy as psycho hose-beast over there, if not more so. The less people there are like you two on the streets, the better."
Zoey was furious at this, but to both girls' surprise, Geoff laughed. "Yeah, you're probably right. You can't have a fun party without a little crazy!" The party dude chuckled, smiling at Zoey. "Ignore her, dude. She's just upset because she and Alejandro were fighting."
"What? We were not! Who told you that?"
Geoff allowed another chuckle. "You two fight in front of a few people who are stuck on a ship with a couple dozen others, and it'll spread like wildfire in a desert in the middle of July, babe. You just need to chill."
"Don't call me babe!" Heather snapped.
"Oh, sure, create more drama," Noah called from his corner. "Do exactly what Chris wants. You don't want to feed Chris, do you?"
Heather whirled on him. "And you mind your own business, you worthless, pathetic, scrawny little –"
Zoey had had enough. "Heather! Quit being so mean!"
"Oh, yeah? And give me one reason why I should listen to a poor, sad, lonely little small town girl who's too weak to even stand up for hers –"
"Heather!" cried Zoey. "I said be quiet!"
Not only did the redhead succeed in silencing Heather, but the whole boat quieted as well, surprised to see Zoey acting so affirmative. Izzy broke the silence, cackling wickedly. "Ooh, now this is drama!"
Only briefly shocked into silence, Heather was visibly preparing a retort, so Zoey acted fast. "Listen, Heather, I hate to pull a Sierra, but I was a fan of the show, too, before I got on. And as a loyal viewer, I can tell you that if you keep acting like this, you're going to be voted off pretty quickly. You got far in season one only because no one knew who you actually were, and you were able to scheme your way through the contest. Season two, everyone knew the real you, and the only reason you lasted as long as you did was because you kept your bald head low and didn't do much."
Izzy and Geoff "Oohed," and chuckled, as the bad memories caused Heather to touch her scalp involuntarily. She glared daggers at Zoey.
"And season three, your teammates would have voted you off way early if that whole love triangle mess hadn't grabbed anyone's attention. Although I was a huge Duncney fan." She chuckled, but then caught herself. "But my point is, the only reason you got so far was because of luck. But now everyone knows your true colors, and if you don't do something to change it, you're not going to last through a single elimination ceremony! And now you're turning your only ally, Alejandro, against you!"
Izzy laughed. "Ooh, pulling out the ace card!"
Noah nodded approvingly. "So, Ms. Timid and Shy does have a backbone."
Heather's eyes narrowed. Having been a queen bee all through high school, seated at the top of the social food chain, she was greatly experienced in coming up with the most vicious, jaw-dropping, argument-ending retorts that humankind had ever fathomed.
"Yeah… well… whatever," Heather grumbled, turning away.
Geoff tried to ease the tension, though he was still chuckling. "Hey, come on, guys. We're on a team, let's try to act like one!"
Off their right side – that's starboard (the more you know!) – another motorboat raced by, Dawn, Nathaniel, Harold, and Brick waving. "Later, guys!" Nathaniel called.
"What? How did they reach us so fast?" Heather cried. "We had a half an hour head start!"
Confession Cam
Chris Okay, I admit it: I gave the Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones slightly faster boats. I know it kind of negates the point of the head start, but how do you expect there to be any action if the teams don't catch up with each other? "Drama" is in the show's name, folks!
High in the Sky
The twilight sun sparkled over the pink, fluffy clouds, decorating them with dazzling covers. A dark shape materialized underneath the cloud cover, and a massive whale, a gigantic, laser-like apparatus strapped to its head, flew majestically out of the clouds and into the colorful sky.
Seated on top of the sea mammal's head, the grizzly bear shut his eyes and enjoyed the wind rushing through his fur, letting his tongue flap behind him. After a few moments of this, he rose to his hind legs and victoriously proclaimed, "Keiko! Fire the energy blaster!" in Bearican (subtitles provided for viewers).
With a moan, the whale powered up its laser, and shot a powerful red beam high into the sunset-colored sky. After a few seconds, the beam exploded, creating a show of fireworks that rained down red streaks of light around the two.
The bear chortled and danced about, overjoyed at the light show. And then, his eyes opened wide as he spotted something else amongst the falling streak of light.
Winnie-the-Pooh-style honey pots gently rained down from the sky around them. Gleeful, the bear jumped daintily up and down, grabbing all the pots he could fit within his arm. The bear could hardly believe his luck. This was the best day ev –
Lindsay, Tyler, Staci, and Cameron stared down worriedly at the bear. The large carnivore was lying on its back on their speedboat's floor, eyes closed, and gurgling happily as it gently pawed at the sky.
"And that, my friends, is why you shouldn't give animals human food," Cameron solemnly observed.
A crackling noise directed their attention to the front end of the boat. The GPS' map turned to static, and was replaced a moment later with Chris' face.
"Attention, landlubbers," the host chimed. He had appeared on the GPS screens on all of the speedboats, and all of the contestants paused to listen to him. "Since things seem to be going a little slowly, I thought I'd spice up the action with my favorite part of the contest." A chime was heard, and the emblem of a music note appeared on all the screens. "It's musical number time!"
Before anyone else could react, Tyler jumped for joy and started screaming into the mic. "Yeah! Whoo! Whoo-hoo! Yeah! Oh yeah, baby! Whoo-hoo, yee-haw! Whoo!" The red jock's screams were so loud that even the other boats could hear them, picking up his voice over Chris' mic. "Yeah!"
"Um, Tyler? Dude?" Chris asked.
Tyler shrugged. "Everyone always complains when it's song time, I just wanted to change things up a bit."
Deep Ocean Dive
Based off of "Shut Up and Drive" from Wreck-It Ralph
Link: watch?v=7E7286I6aG8 [1]
(No, I am not featuring a Rihanna song from an animated movie, why do you ask?)
(Opening chords)
(The drivers speed across the sea, determined looks and grins on their faces.)
Tyler: We are gonna win this race, gonna get first place
Staci: (looking worriedly at the bear) Though I think we really could do with some bear mace
Lindsay: (Squeezing Tyler) Riding with my man, working on my tan
(Distracted, Tyler nearly runs the boat into a rock.)
Cameron: Hope I won't end up needing a CAT scan
Sam: Let's just keep going with the flow, flow, flow
Leshawna: Gonna be rollin' in the dough, dough, dough
Mike: Our teammates' faces will all glow, glow glow
Cody: (being hugged by Sierra) Sierra, please just let me go, go, go
Harold: (Standing valiantly on the bow) And now onwards we must go, to our destiny!
Dawn: (Spinning around) What a wonderful adventure, I am filled with glee!
Brick: We'll stand brave and tall! We shall never fall!
(A seagull flies smack into his face)
Nathaniel: But the one thing we must remember above all
Harold: If this croc is unhappy, we might get mauled
Dawn: But while we're on the sea…
(A gust of wind rips the newspaper out of the crocodile's hand, and it stares after it in astonishment.)
All: Let's all take a dive, dive, dive
A deep ocean dive, dive, dive, dive
Geoff: We are gonna party on this great open sea
Zoey: With all our great teammates and one crazy Izzy
Izzy: (Standing on the bow with arms outstretched) I'm lovin' all this racin', feel the spray in the air!
Noah: Here's hoping the moisture messes up Heather's hair
(Heather glares at him, fumbling with her hair.)
Katie: We're speeding on the open sea, sea, sea
Trent: Ready when you are to decree, cree, cree
Scott: We don't know what is Chris' thing, thing, thing
Alejandro: But we all really hate to sing, sing, sing
Dakota: Dakota gonna win if it the last thing she do
Gwen: Gonna win this stupid contest through and through
Bridgette: Don't worry about that, you're on the ocean blue
Gwen: Now come on, Bridgette, we know that you want to win too
(Geoff, Izzy, Zoey, Heather, and Noah's boat drives by.)
Izzy: Hey slowpokes, see you at the finish line!
Gwen: Speed, B, speed!
All: So let's take a dive, dive, dive, dive
A deep ocean dive, dive, dive, dive
(The upset crocodile tries to get Nathaniel's attention, but is blown off.)
Mike: (Eyes wide and looking skyward) Do you see that, guys,
Do you see that, freaking, giant
Storm cloud
Heading towards us
Sam: I Hope we don't die
That would really suck
Leshawna: Now, now, don't you worry
Leshawna don't go down
(Large waves start to toss their boat, and lightning crackles above.)
(Back in the sun, the crocodile is tapping Nathaniel's shoulder incessantly.)
Nathaniel: Not now, croc, we have to sing.
Sun's hot but competition's cold, cold, cold
Brick: This race has gone out of control, trol, trol
Dawn: I'm reading auras all around, round, round
Harold: I feel like things have gone to crazy town
(The crocodile climbs onto Nathaniel's back, making him collapse.)
Cameron, Lindsay, Staci and Tyler's boat: Cuz' we're gonna win this thing, if you know what we mean
Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey's boat: Geoff's love of parties, Izzy's crazy eye gleam
Alejandro, Katie, Scott, and Trent's boat: Don't know what's Chris' thing, we still don't want to sing
Cody, Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra's boat: (Tossed about in the storm) As long as we survive, we're cool with anything
Nathaniel: (Underneath the crocodile) Will somebody get this thing off of me?!
Cameron: (looking queasy) Might need some Dramamine -
All: So let's take a dive, dive, dive, dive
A deep ocean dive, dive, dive, dive
Soon enough we'll arrive, rive, rive, rive
Never felt so alive, live, live, live
(live, live, live, live…)
(Sirens and ending CRASH)
(Nathaniel grapples with the nagging crocodile, and the reptile smashes their motor with its tail.)
Nathaniel, Harold, Dawn, and Brick's boat slowed to a crawl, and finally stopped. Within seconds, the four other boats had passed them.
"Oh, dear." Dawn summed up the situation quite perfectly.
Nathaniel grabbed tufts of his hair in frustration. "Augh! This is all your fault, you stupid animal!" he cried, pointing at the crocodile, swatting its claw away, as it had been tapping on his shoulder impatiently. "You just couldn't wait until the end of the song, and now look! You've ruined it for all of us!"
The crocodile looked hurt, and its eyes got teary. However, Nathaniel hadn't finished raging yet.
"Now we're not going to win the challenge, all because of you! Because you were stupid, selfish, and attention-hogging! Now get out of here, you worthless reptile!"
The crocodile burst into tears, covering its eyes with its claws to hide its sadness. Nathaniel's face softened, and the others looked upset as well. "Hey," he said. "I'm… I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just overreacted, because I was a little upset." He tried to put a comforting hand on the crocodile's shoulder, but the reptile pushed it away, and leapt overboard, swimming away.
Harold, Brick, Dawn, and Nathaniel ran to the railing, watching as it went. "Wait, my beautiful creature!" said Dawn.
"Chris' orders say we need him to win the challenge!" cried Brick.
"Fear not, my fellow teammates," said Harold, chest swelling, "for I have great experience in boat motors, thanks to attending Motorboating Marv's Motorboat Maintenance Camp!" The nerd rushed to the rear of the boat, staring at the white motor sticking out of the water. He adjusted his glasses, peered at it, gently rapped it with his knuckles twice, put his hand on his chin and muttered, "Hmm…" and, with a final scrutinization, gave the motor a mighty karate chop. "Hwa-cha!"
The motor sputtered, and rumbled back to life. Harold's teammates cheered and patted him on the back. "Awesome job, comrade! You know, I think you could be great working in the army with the vehicles," said Brick.
Harold managed to tear his eyes away from his throbbing hand and grin at Brick. "You really think so?"
"Come, my friends!" said Dawn, jumping to the wheel. "Let's go make things right with that beautiful child of nature!"
They sped the boat after the crocodile, following its dark shape as it swam just under the water's surface, but as they were near shore, the reptile swam into a large group of rock formations, reaching up at least thirty feet to the sky.
"Woah, hold on!" Brick's cry caused Dawn to stop the boat, drifting outside the narrow channels. "We can't bring this into here. It's too narrow, and our boat's too fast. We'd get totaled."
"Well there's got to be something we can do." Nathaniel, anxious because he knew that he had caused the problem, rummaged through the rear compartment. He lifted out a large, orange cube. "What's this doohickey?" He yanked on a string, and cried out as the cube inflated into a large, rubber zodiac, crushing him.
"Hold on there, comrade!" With the others' help, Nathaniel managed to push the inflatable zodiac off of himself and into the water next to their speedboat. Nathaniel looked at it joyously.
"Hey, yeah! That works!" He grinned, but then looked upset as he turned to the others. "Look, guys… this is my bad. I'm gonna go after the crocodile, but I want you three to keep heading for the finish line. That way, if we lose, none of you will be a target for elimination."
The other three looked taken aback. "You sure about that, comrade?" asked Brick.
"Yes," Nathaniel said. "I don't want any of you voted off because of me."
"Well, if you say so," Brick muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Okay, sure." Harold shrugged uncertainly.
"I'm coming with you!" Dawn proclaimed.
"But Dawn, I don't want you to –" Nathaniel began.
"My interspecies communication skills may come in handy for calming the poor creature," said Dawn, leaping into the zodiac. "And I cannot continue until I know this poor child of nature is safe!"
"Okay, if you insist," said Nathaniel, though still looking guilty. He turned to Brick and Harold. "Hopefully we'll see you at the finish line."
Brick saluted, as Harold nodded. "Good luck to you too," said the cadet.
The two groups waved good-bye, and Nathaniel started the zodiac's motor and rode it into the narrow channel as Harold and Brick sped back towards the open ocean.
Raging Starfish – Cody, Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra
Leshawna's, Cody's, Mike's, and Sierra's screams created a chorus with the howls of the winds and crashings of the waves, but none of their cries was as loud as Sam's.
"No! No! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna –" His DS gave a resounding bloop as he got a game over. "Aw." He was startled when the small electronic suddenly sparked, shorting out from the rain.
Cody was struggling desperately to keep their boat on course. This was a bit hard, however, as Sierra was clinging to him as if for her very life. "Um, Sierra?" he asked politely. "Would it be possible for you to take your hands off of my various body parts so that I can focus on us NOT DYING?"
"But I need something to grab onto so that I don't go flying off of the boat!"
"Grabbing my butt isn't going to stop that!"
"Then I guess I'll just have to hold on tighter!"
Cody yelped, releasing the wheel in surprise, and the boat nearly capsized. Leshawna tossed the two out of the way, and grabbed the wheel. "Oh, give me that! I'm driving!" Leshawna gritted her teeth and gave the roaring ocean a determined glare. The waves threw them up and down, the waves lashed at their faces, and the crackles of lightning flashed all around them, but Leshawna somehow managed to keep the boat afloat. "Oh, yeah! Ol' Poseidon's got nothin' on Leshawna!"
A massive wave suddenly lifted them high into the sky. Situated at its very top, they could see a forty-foot sheer drop looming before them. Even Leshawna gaped at the sight.
"Quick!" Sam cried. "Everyone grab onto something heavy!"
Leshawna's eyes widened, and she turned to glare at Mike, Sam, Cody, and Sierra, all of which had latched themselves onto her. "Seriously?"
The boat's nose pointed down the wall of water, and the four wailed as they flew down to the raging water below.
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – B, Bridgette, Dakota, and Gwen
Bridgette peered at her GPS screen. "Hey! We're nearly halfway there! That wasn't bad at all!"
Gwen smiled at her friend, but all those in the boat were nearly thrown off balance as their vehicle shuddered. A second boat had rammed them from behind.
Geoff stuck his head out from behind the windshield, waving merrily at the others. "What's up, Bridge?"
Bridgette grinned impishly. "Oh, you want to play like that, huh? Full speed ahead, B!" At the wheel, B smirked back and sped the boat forward, wind catching on the sails.
Geoff grinned and turned to Izzy. "Izzy, I hereby grant you permission to drive."
"Yeah!" cried Izzy.
"What?" cried Heather.
"Are you insane?" Noah asked. But Izzy had already grabbed the wheel.
"Everyone, hold on tight," she said with a wicked smile. "It's gonna be a bumpy ride."
Izzy shot the boat forward, following the Anemones. The two groups had stuck close to their coastline, which was now to their left. A river mouth poured water into the ocean. As she came in line with the other boat, Izzy swerved to the left and slammed into it, forcing them into the river mouth.
"Woah!" cried Bridgette.
"Izzy, you maniac!" Gwen snarled. The redhead, however, grinned her crazy Izzy-grin as the two boats sped upriver.
"Izzy happily handles all terrain!" she said, as lush jungle flew by on either side of them. "But it's probably too much for you guys!" She flew past them, Noah barely holding onto the back of the boat, screaming obscenities at Izzy as he flapped behind his boat like a flag.
"Floor it, B!" cried Gwen. The silent boy sped the boat towards the opposition. They once again came in line with the Starfish.
"Oh no you don't!" Izzy cackled, slamming her boat into theirs. Bridgette, Gwen, and Dakota screamed as their boat went careening up onto the shore. "Haha, no one beats Izzy!"
"Izzy, dude, be careful!" said Geoff. "My girlfriend's on that boat!"
"Um…" Zoey said. "Somehow, I don't think that's going to be a problem."
Heather gasped. "No way!"
On shore, directly alongside the Starfish's boat, Dakota was sprinting past them. As she had smashed a hole through her boat, her long legs were below it, the boat itself caught around her waist. She had grabbed the sides of her boat to keep it there, like the strangest hula hoop ever, and was carrying it and her teammates as she ran Flintstones-style. "Hi, buffufa!" She took one of her hands off to wave as she passed.
Dakota's teammates cheered. "Yeah, Dakota!" said Gwen.
Geoff was cracking up at the sight. Noah and Zoey looked dumbstruck, but Izzy's grin only widened. "Oh-ho-ho, giant monster girl thinks she can beat Izzy, huh? Well no one beats Izzy!" She suddenly sped the boat toward a large, conveniently ramp-shaped rock sitting in the middle of the river.
"Izzy!" Zoey called urgently. Geoff, Noah, and Heather's eyes widened behind her as they hugged each other. "What are you doing?!"
"Izzy's gonna fly! Yee-haw!" Her maniacal laughter was joined by her teammates' traumatized screams as they ricocheted off the rock and went flying over Dakota's head, shooting inland and far away from any water.
Bridgette shrieked. "Geoff!"
"After them!" Gwen cried. Giggling, Dakota sprinted into the jungle, chasing after the airborne speedboat.
Raging Starfish – Alejandro, Katie, Scott, and Trent
Katie stuck her nose in the air and breathed in the salty sea air, enjoying the spray in her face. "Oh, oh, go over that one!" she called out, pointing. Wearing a small smile, Trent drove the boat over a swell, sending them a few feet into the air and showering them with the refreshing spray. Katie and the yeti laughed and whooped, and even Scott grinned as he enjoyed himself. Alejandro was the only one who didn't seem to respond to Trent's wild ride, as he sat silently at the stern by himself.
"This is sooo much fun!" said Katie. "I could do this all day!"
The motor suddenly sputtered, smoked, let out a mighty cough, and died. The teammates turned around to stare at the motor, as their boat slowed to a stop, drifting on the sea. After a few seconds, Cameron, Lindsay, Staci, and Tyler's boat sped past them, followed by Brick and Harold's.
"Well there goes our head start," Scott grumbled.
Katie raised her arms to the sky and wailed, "Curse you, Chris Maclean!"
Trent kept a calm smile on his face. "Hey, guys, calm down. I've done plenty of work on my motorcycle at home, and I've had a lot of experience in vehicle maintenance. A speedboat can't be too different." He opened the rear compartment, and fished out a toolbox. "Perfect. Let's see what I can do."
"Ooh, can I watch?" asked Katie, as Trent leaned over the motor.
"Sure," he said. "First, we've gotta check…"
As Trent peered over the motor and Katie fawned over him, Scott took advantage of the situation and turned to Alejandro. "So? Have you decided to do anything about that so-called girlfriend of yours?"
"I am not sure. Yes, while it is true that we have not gotten along fantastically, Heather has been the only one supporting me through this contest. She has been my only ally… maybe, I should say my only friend."
Scott was taken aback. "You really think of her as your friend?"
"I do… despite our skirmishes, I… I believe I may even love her."
Confession Cam
Scott (Smacking his forehead) Seriously? This is the most vicious player I was talking to, and he was talking about love! There's no room for love in this game! He should know that most of all!
"Listen, Al…" Scott glanced sideways, to make sure that Trent and Katie were distracted, and wrung his hands in nervousness. "I really didn't want to tell you this. I was hoping that I could get you to break up with her without breaking your heart, but you deserve to know the truth." Alejandro was silent. "Heather approached me this morning. Since I had been a bad dude in the past, she was hoping that I was faking this new lease on life, and wanted me to ally with her. You know, to band together and use our deceit to beat everyone else in the game."
"She asked you to be in an alliance without consulting me?" Alejandro sounded surprised.
"Well, that's the thing." Scott rubbed the back of his neck, looking reluctant. "I was surprised by that, too. So I asked her, and she said…" Scott gulped, trailing off.
"What? She said what?"
Scott gave one more glance towards Katie and Trent, and sighed. "She doesn't care about you anymore. She said, that after you got put in the robot suit, you were too whiny and mopey for her to be interested in, and she only pretended to still like you so that she had an ally in the game. The reason she asked me to be in her alliance was so that she could dump you and have an… an ally that wasn't completely useless. I said no, of course," Scott said quickly, "that I didn't want to be associated with someone like her. But I couldn't go on letting you think that she likes you. She's been using you. She's been using you this whole time. I'm… I'm sorry, bro."
Scott placed a hand on Alejandro's shoulder. Alejandro didn't move. The yeti blew his nose, his eyes teary after listening to the story.
The boat rumbled, and Katie let out a cheer as the motor came back to life. "Yeah, Trent, you're a genius!" She gave him a hug that made him cough as his breath was suddenly squeezed from his lungs, but he managed to smile and hug her back.
"Okay, guys, we're good to go," he coughed out, once Katie had released him. He caught sight of Scott and Alejandro. "Are you two good?"
"We're fine," said Scott, wheeling Alejandro to the back of the boat. "Alejandro just needs some alone time, is all."
"All right." Katie shrugged good-naturedly. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's ride!"
Trent started the boat again, rocketing over the ocean's surface. As ocean spray flew past them, Scott whispered to Alejandro, "I'm sorry for you. But if you want some justice, I'd be happy to help you dish it out."
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Cameron, Lindsay, Staci, and Tyler
Lindsay watched with wide, blue eyes as the grizzly bear waltzed back and forth with an invisible partner, constantly bumping into Tyler, who was at the wheel.
"Dude, somebody make him stop," said Tyler, through gritted teeth, as the bear roughly bumped into him once again.
"Aww, but his dancing is so cute!" cooed Lindsay. "If we get him a little tutu, he would be sooo adorable!"
"Yeah. So cute it would be almost unbearable!" said Staci.
The others groaned at the lame joke. The bear continued to hum a waltz tune. "Oh, c'mon, it wasn't that bad," grinned Staci.
"Not that bad?" Cameron admonished. "I can bearly stand the thought of it."
"You could almost say that you can't bear it?" asked Staci.
"You should get a job as a bearista," Tyler said.
"Um… Um…" Lindsay gleefully threw her hands in the air. "Bears!"
"Okay, that's enough bear puns," chuckled Tyler, but then couldn't resist a final one. "They're bearly inspired, anyw – ow!"
The grizzly suddenly collapsed on him and the dashboard. The others screamed and fought to hold on as the boat careened out of control, flying back and forth on the waves. Finally, with a sickening crash, their boat flew upon a small patch of land, flinging its passengers out.
Cameron rubbed his head and groaned, and examined his surroundings. "Huh?" They had landed on a narrow stretch of rock shaped like a crescent moon, reaching about half a mile from one tip to the other.
Lindsay and Staci were moaning and rising to their feet. "Where are we?" asked Lindsay. Behind them, the bear was waltzing again, this time using a reluctant Tyler as his partner.
"The GPS told us we were off Maui, right before we crashed," said Staci.
Cameron looked to the mainland, whose bright trees and lines of beach hotels could be seen from where they were. "If that's the island of Maui, then we must be at Molokini Crater! I've heard it's a popular diving spot." He ran to the boat, and examined it. A large chunk of the hull had been blasted out, and as he watched, the GPS shuddered and went black. "That's not a good sign, guys," he whimpered.
"Oh, don't worry, it's nothing a little duct tape can't fix up!" said Lindsay, patting the speedboat. With a groan, it cracked in two, and the pieces collapsed. "Oh… oops."
"Oh no!" Staci began shaking. "We're stranded! We're never gonna make it back! We're… We're gonna have to eat each other! I don't want to be a cannibal! How can I live with that on my conscience?"
As she fell to her knees, Lindsay knelt down next to her and rubbed her back soothingly. "Aw, don't worry, Macy. You don't have to become a cannibal. We can eat you first, if you want."
"Listen! Nobody's eating anybody!" cried Cameron. "Molokini Crater is a popular diving spot. We shouldn't have to wait too long before a boat comes by, and then we'll ask for a ride to shore."
"So we don't have to become cannibals?" asked Lindsay. "Yay!"
"Yay!" Staci cried with her.
"Yayy," gurgled the bear, holding a very nervous-looking Tyler to his chest.
Confession Cam
Tyler Was I nervous to be a grizzly bear's dance partner? Yeah. A bit. But I've got to admit, he was a pretty good dancer. If you thought his waltz was great, you should have seen his tango!
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Dawn and Nathaniel
Nathaniel was silent as he drove through the rocky canyon, looking for the crocodile. Dawn stood at the back of the boat, also watching for the reptile, but a small frown was etched into her usual peaceful face. Nathaniel chewed on his lip. "So… had any good conversations with animals lately?" he asked, hoping to ease the tension.
"Yes."
"Oh. Cool." Another few moments' silence. "Have you ever been to Hawaii before?"
"No."
"Oh. So have you ever talked to sea animals before?"
"Yes."
"Oh. I see." The awkward silence resumed. Nathaniel finally asked, "Dawn, are you mad at me?"
Dawn sighed. "Nathaniel, I am not mad at you, but I am upset with the way you handled the situation. You caused that poor, innocent creature great emotional distress."
Nathaniel groaned. "I know, I'm sorry. I've just been kind of upset with this game! You and all the other people are cool, but Chris just treats everyone so badly that it's been setting me on edge. I feel like I should have done more research before just agreeing to star on this show."
Dawn lost her frown. She walked over to Nathaniel and reached up to put his hand on his shoulder. "Your aura tells me that you are a good and honest person, so I will forgive you."
"Seriously?" Nathaniel's eyes lit up. "Thank you! Really."
"But you must be careful not to let your anger overwhelm you. If allowed to rise unchecked, anger can overtake an entire person's being. The only way to combat it is to spread love and kindness, among all living things." As she said this, a songbird landed on her outstretched finger.
"Yeah?" said Nathaniel. "So what would you recommend I do about that?"
"Well, we can start by tracking down our reptilian friend and restoring its broken chi."
"All right! Chi restoring is my specialty!" Wearing a grin, Nathaniel rocketed the boat forward.
Raging Starfish – Geoff, Heather, Izzy, Noah, and Zoey
As their boat flew through the air, over the tops of trees, Noah, Zoey, Heather, and Geoff wailed in terror, and Izzy stood on the bow with her arms stretched out. "Whoo, guys, we're flying! Look, I'm the king of the world, ha ha! Why are you all so upset?"
Underneath them, the trees gave way to the streets of a town, and the boat's nose pointed downwards as it started losing altitude. Heather threw her hands over her eyes. "We're not gonna make it!"
"Well, not if you have a negative attitude like that, Ms. Debbie Downer." Izzy performed a backflip and landed in the driver's seat. "But midair freefalls are nothing to Izzy! Watch this!"
The boat slammed onto a downward-sloped roof of a mall, riding it down. Izzy kicked the boat into gear, the propeller hacking off roof shingles and showering them onto the pedestrians below. Izzy swung the wheel, whipping the boat sideways to slow their descent, and finally rocketed off of the roof.
While civilians walking on the street were quite surprised at the sight of a flying speedboat, they were even more shocked when a mutant wearing a second speedboat like a skirt popped out of some nearby trees. 'There they are!" Gwen pointed. Giggling cheerfully, Dakota took off after the Starfish boat.
Izzy gasped. "Oh no you don't!" The boat smashed onto the road, rocketing forward as the propeller tore up the asphalt. Cars swerved to avoid them, running into café tables and fruit stands on the sidewalk as civilians ran for their lives.
Bridgette cried out and covered her eyes. "I can't watch!"
"Izzy! Look out for cars!" Noah screamed, as a truck sped towards them in the oncoming land. Casually as switching television channels, Izzy swerved into the sidewalk. A vendor dove out of the way as the boat smashed into his shaved ice stand, splattering the boat and its passengers with snow cones.
"Augh, gross!" complained Heather.
Izzy licked the yellow syrup off her lips. "Mmm, lemony!"
Zoey gasped, as they neared and exhibition outside of a supermarket, with several low-hanging decorative ribbons sporting triangular, multicolored flags hanging over their heads. "Look out!" Everyone managed to duck, save Noah, who ran into a ribbon, getting wrapped in it as it was ripped from the store wall.
Dakota ran past them in the road parallel to them, leaping over cars. "Bye, guys!" sang Gwen.
"Oh, you're not getting away that easily!" Izzy swerved back into the road. She looked around, and spotted Noah lying on the floor, struggling to get out of the ribbons that had wrapped him up like a mummy. "Geoff! Redhead Kid! Free Noah from his multicolored mummy trap! I have a plan."
Zoey and Geoff got on either side of Noah, helping to unwrap the squirming bookworm. "Oh, I really don't like the sound of this," said Zoey.
"Ch'yeah, right?" muttered Geoff.
They handed the ribbons to Izzy, who said, "Great! Heather, you drive!" Before leaping onto the bow.
"What? Waugh!" Heather dove for the abandoned wheel, struggling to drive. "How do you control this thing?!"
Confession Cam
Geoff Who knew speedboats would be so hard to drive on asphalt?
Eyes narrowed, Izzy twirled the ribbons like a lasso, and threw it at a bus ahead of them. The rope caught around the bus' exhaust pipe, and the boat was yanked forward. Dakota and her passengers were quickly left behind. "See you at the finish line, losers!" Izzy cheered, as B put his hands to his mouth.
"Not yet you won't." Dakota broke into a sprint, and with a wail, made a monstrous leap and landed on top of the beast. A few seconds later, Bridgette, B, and Gwen fell back into their boat, having gone airborne for a second.
Dakota turned to face the Anemones, who were being dragged behind them. The mutant brandished her claws, which glinted in the sunlight. "Sorry about this!" she said, though her cheerful smile showed that she harbored no real maliciousness. "But Dakota gonna get first place!"
While her boat-mates looked nervous, Izzy noticed a passing road sign that read Waterfront – Straight Ahead. The redhead grinned at the mutant. "Oh yeah? I dare you to do it!"
"Okay!" said Dakota happily. She swiped at the ribbons, slicing them into… ribbons. However, the bus turned right, while the forward momentum rocketed Izzy's boat forward to the sea. "Nooo!" Dakota wailed, her boat trailing into the distance with the bus. Izzy's boat flew down the street, bounced off the docks, and landed back in the water with a mighty splash. Geoff and Zoey cheered, as Heather shook in fear and Noah puked over the side of the boat.
"Oh yeah, nothin' to it," said Izzy.
From her vantage point on the bus, Bridgette could see the Starfish's speedboat in the water. "Oh, no! They've gotten the lead!"
"Go, Dakota, go!" Gwen cried. Dakota leapt off the bus and sprinted for the ocean.
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Brick and Harold
Harold peered across the sea with binoculars, as Brick drove the boat. "See any sign of the finish yet, teammate?" the cadet asked.
"No… But I do see…" Harold gasped.
"What's wrong? What is it?"
"Stranded teammates off the port side! Along with… a tangoing bear!" He could see Staci, Cameron, and Lindsay on Molokini Crater, pondering over their broken boat, and the grizzly performing a zesty tango with Tyler.
"Well then, let's help them out, shall we?" Brick swiveled the boat to the left.
Fifteen minutes later, Brick and Harold were racing back out to sea, a rope towing their teammates' boat, which had been crudely reassembled using duct tape that Brick had found in the rear compartment. "See, I told you duct tape could fix it right up!" sang Lindsay, as her teammates cheered.
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – B, Bridgette, Dakota, and Gwen
Heading for the ocean, Dakota took a shortcut by sprinting through the stretch of jungle separating the road from the waterfront. She burst onto the docks, wiping the vines from her face as more streamed from the speedboat, leapt into the water, and – nothing happened. Dakota and the others looked up. Greenery was hanging from the sails, and her run through the forest had torn massive gashes in the tarp. "Oopsies," she rumbled.
"See you later, losers!" Heather called as her team's boat sped far ahead.
"Great," Gwen mumbled. "Now what are we going to do?"
"Dakota sorry," the mutant said, big tears welling up in her eyes.
Acting fast before their boat was flooded, Bridgette patted Dakota's arm. "There, there, Dakota, it wasn't your fault. You tried your best. We just need to find another way to win it now."
B was looking thoughtful as she said this, and suddenly snapped his fingers. He dug in the rear compartment, located a pair of scissors, and gave Dakota an upward motion with his arm. "You want Dakota to pick you up?" The mutant girl lifted B into the air and he began to slice frantically at the sails, tongue sticking out in concentration. As Gwen and Bridgette watched, their expressions went from curious to confused to open-mouthed and horrified in the span of several seconds.
"He wouldn't," breathed Gwen.
"He is!" cried Bridgette.
Zoey, Geoff, Noah, Izzy, and Heather's boat was happily chugging along, believing themselves to be in first place, when another boat rocketed past, its wake tossing them to the floor. Heather peered after it. "What the…"
"See you later, losers!" Gwen mocked, as Bridgette, B, and Dakota laughed and cheered. The opposite team ogled at them.
"Can that be…" said Noah. Geoff placed a hand to his forehead and began to laugh uncontrollably.
Above Dakota's head, cut out of the remains of the ragged sail, hung a gigantic pair of women's underwear. The frilly undergarments had managed to catch much more wind than a regular sail (the author apologizes for poor word choice), and this, combined with the boat's motor, sent the Anemones rocketing forward.
Confession Cam
Gwen (Smirking) Wow. Who knew B was such a horndog?
Noah Well. It appears that I'm not the only contestant with half a brain this time around. Finally, a fitting rival for my superior mental capabilities. Well played, B, well played.
B (He breathes on his knuckles and wipes them on his shirt, smirking slyly.)
The Anemone boat rounded a corner of the island, jutting around a rocky cliff face, and something far up the coastline came into view. "Hey! Is that –" cried Gwen.
"The finish line!" Bridgette and the others cheered. Two tall, red flags were bobbing on buoys, a ribbon strung between them. On an orange zodiac off to the side, Chris and Chef stood, waiting for the competitors.
"We gonna win!" cheered Dakota.
"No!" cried Izzy. "Izzy will not settle for second place!"
"Even with regular sails, their boat was going at about normal speed because of drag from Dakota's legs," said Zoey, thinking quickly. "That means, if we build a sail, we should be able to catch up with them!"
"Well let's do it!" Geoff wheeled over to the rear compartment, pulling out a tarp, some rope, and a tall pole.
"String it up! Hurry!" Heather held the pole in the middle, as the others pulled lengths of the rope towards the sides of the boat, trying to pull it down. Noah pulled his length over to the boat's edge, groaning from exertion, and opened his eyes to find himself looking overboard into the dark ocean waters. Suddenly, a green, sparkling, fish-like tail appeared right underneath the surface, mere inches from Noah's face.
"Waugh!" The bookworm jumped back, surprised, letting go of his length of the rope. The sudden shift in weight caused the makeshift mast and sail to topple overboard, the rope tearing out of everyone's grasp, and sink under the waves.
"Nice going, doofus," hissed Heather. Noah, however, was looking quite shell-shocked, glancing back and forth from the ocean to his teammates.
"Did you just… did anyone… was that… but it…"
Confession Cam
Noah I've said it before, but now I'm actually glad that there are dozens of cameras filming our every move, or else trying to explain what I keep seeing would land me in the loony bin. Still, though, I wouldn't mind knowing… What was that thing?
"There's got to be something in here that can help us!" Heather cried, flinging open and digging through the rear compartment. "Huh?"
She brought her hand up. A grey, textbook-sized, rectangular slab had attached itself to her hand – it had a red, sticky substance on one side, and an emblem of Chris Maclean's face on the other. It was one of Chris' personal bombs (which he saved for boring days), and it had started beeping as soon as Heather had touched it. The queen bee screamed and shook her hand; the bomb fell into the water behind their boat, and promptly exploded, sending the vehicle skyrocketing into the air. B, Gwen, Dakota, and Bridgette looked up as its shadow passed over them.
"Whoo-hoo!" cheered Geoff.
"So sorry you couldn't get first place!" Heather jeered down to them. "But just to take precautions…" She raised another bomb out of the compartment. Her teammates saw this and gasped, but the snobby girl had already hurled it down at the second boat. The Anemones didn't even have time to scream as the bomb hit their bow, and they disappeared in a burst of wooden planks and a spray of white water.
Chris, watching this through binoculars, chuckled darkly. "Ooh-hoo-hoo. Merciless!"
The Starfish boat landed back in the water. Immediately, the others in the boat turned on Heather.
"Dude, are you insane?" snarled Geoff. "You could have killed them! My girlfriend is on that boat!"
"Yeah, you need to leave explosives to the experts, like me!" Izzy said.
Heather rolled her eyes. "Oh, cry me a river, I did our team a favor. Look, they're all fine, anyway."
Indeed, B, Dakota, Bridgette, and Gwen had risen to the surface, bobbing among the splintered remains of the speedboat, looking dazed but unhurt. "You happy?" asked Heather. "Then get a move on, let's win this challenge already!"
Confession Cam
Heather What-ever, it's not as if I was actually trying to hurt anybody. My goal had been to hit the water near their boat, so they were knocked off course. But they were all fine! Seriously, I don't see what the big deal is.
Bridgette coughed and grabbed onto a piece of driftwood as she regained her bearings. She looked around at the other three, making sure everyone was accounted for. "Everyone okay?"
"Yeah," said Gwen, as B nodded weakly. "Guess we lost our first place, though."
Dakota narrowed her eyes. "Not yet, we haven't. Everybody, get on Dakota's back!"
"Are you sure –" Gwen started.
"Just do it!" Nervously, B, Gwen, and Bridgette climbed out of the water and onto Dakota's back. The mutant looked toward the finish line. "Everybody hold on." Dakota began kicking and paddling at full speed, the others holding on with all their might. Within seconds, the speeding mutant had flown past the Starfish's boat and broken through the ribbon.
"No way," Heather cried, as their boat passed between the flags.
"And the Anemones take first place, thanks to Dakota's awesome improvising!" sang Chris.
Dakota and her teammates walked onto the beach behind the finish line, and Gwen, Bridgette, and B cheered and hugged the laughing Dakota. Meanwhile, Geoff, Zoey, Izzy, and Noah were glaring at Heather.
"What?" snapped the queen bee. "What?"
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Brick and Harold
Brick and Harold, towing their teammates' boat, rounded a corner of the nearby island, the finish line coming in sight. "Excellent! The finish line!" said Brick.
"Yeah! Yeah!" Tyler cheered behind them.
"And our team's third boat had already crossed it," said Harold, peering at the beach through the binoculars. "Which means if we cross it now, we'll win! Except…" His voice trailed off. He lowered the binoculars to look at Brick. "Dawn and Nathaniel aren't there yet." The two looked at each other, guilty looks on their faces.
"We left them behind," said Brick. "It's part of my code to never leave a man behind."
"As well as a vital rule of possum scouts," moaned Harold.
"All right. Then it's decided." Brick turned back to face the others. "We're going after our teammates! We're going to cut you loose!"
"What?!" cried the other four, suddenly panicked.
"Don't worry! We'll be back to win the challenge!" Before anyone could object, Brick had undone the rope. Harold stopped their boat, but the second vehicle went flying through the finish line, up the beach, and deep into the jungle, as those already on the beach ran for cover, and Chris and Chef watched with raised eyebrows.
"Whoops," said Brick. "We probably should have slowed down first."
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Dawn and Nathaniel
Dawn and Nathaniel drove the orange Zodiac through the canyon, the narrow, rocky walls pressing close to them. "Hey, crocky!" Nathaniel shouted. "Come on out, bro! I'm sorry!"
"Precious creature, please reveal yourself to us!" said Dawn. "We wish to help you!"
Nathaniel sighed and placed his forehead on the wheel. "Man, we're never going to find him in here," he said, as they passed a boulder that the crocodile was sitting and sobbing on top of.
"Nathaniel!" Dawn pointed. Nathaniel spotted the reptile, and stopped the boat. The crocodile was perched at the top of the ten-foot tall boulder, crying to itself. Dawn started to get out of the boat, but Nathaniel put a hand on her shoulder.
"No. I caused this, I have to fix this." He stepped out onto the boulder and looked up to the animal. "Hey, croc, there you are!" He waved cheerfully. The crocodile turned its back on him with a pompous sniff. Nathaniel sighed, and began climbing up to it.
"Hey, listen. I'm sorry that I yelled at you earlier. I just want you to understand that it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I'm the one at fault here." He was continuing to climb, but the reptile still seemed to be ignoring him. "I just became impatient. I got angry. I failed to control that anger, and I lashed out at you. So you don't have to feel bad about yourself. You… I mean, you're awesome! What could be cooler than a one ton reptilian predator that can down boats and devour any living being it wants in one of the most gruesome of ways ever concocted by nature? Nothing! You've got to be the coolest, most ferocious, and most bloodthirsty and terrifying creature I've ever met! And I say that from the bottom of my heart."
The crocodile finally turned to Nathaniel, eyes swimming in gratitude. Before Nathaniel could do anything, the massive reptile had squeezed him in a hug, which caused the boy to cough and hack as he fought to breathe.
"Urk – awesome – dude – can you please let go now?"
"Oh, Nathaniel, you did it! I'm so pleased with you!"
Dawn hugged him as well, which made Nathaniel look much happier, even if he was still being accidentally strangled by a giant reptile. "Oh - well - this is okay, I guess."
Raging Starfish – Cody, Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra
The sun shone on a lone speedboat, bobbing gently on the waves. A massive pile of seaweed sat on the top.
A lone arm suddenly rose out of the seaweed, struggled to grasp onto the side of the boat, and pulled its owner out. Sam popped out of the wet, slimy foliage, trying to yank someone else out from underneath as well.
"Come on – live, I tell you, live!" He yanked his DS out into the sun. "Yes! Still alive!"
Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra rose from the seaweed as well, blinking in the sunlight. "Argh," moaned Leshawna, pushing a pile of the plants overboard. "We made it."
"Cody? Where are you? Cody?!" Sierra dug through the seaweed, and finally lifted Cody out, bridal-style, holding him tightly. "Oh, Cody, I'd thought I'd lost you for a moment!"
Cody scrabbled to dive back into the seaweed. "No, I want back in! Let me back in!"
Mike looked at the boat's GPS. "Oh, man, now we're way off course! We're never going to win now!"
"We're in last place?" cried Leshawna. "Oh, no, I am not settling for that! Hold on!" She started up the boat and sped onward.
Raging Starfish – Alejandro, Katie, Scott, and Trent
Trent was cheered by the other Starfish as he crossed the finish line, he and the others in the boat getting out onto the beach (despite three other groups having arrive, only one other boat was parked in the surf; a second was hanging from a tree as Tyler and Staci tried to help Lindsay down from it, and the third was nowhere to be seen). The yeti walked up to the bear and the two exchanged a fist bump. Alejandro caught Heather's eye, who crossed her arms and glared at him. Scott saw the robot's arm shake in rage, and he leaned closer and snarked, "Play it cool, dude, play it cool."
"And both teams are currently tied!" sang Chris from his boat. "The next boat to arrive wins it all!"
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Dawn and Nathaniel
Dawn and Nathaniel looked around at the sparkling ocean as they left the narrow canyon. "Sweet, now we're back on track," said Nathaniel. "Now we just have to meet Brick and Harold –"
The two mentioned accidentally ran their speedboat into the zodiac, throwing Dawn, Nathaniel, and the crocodile into the air. The boat whirled around, and the two drivers helped pull their teammates and a much friendlier crocodile out of the water.
"Sorry about that," said Harold.
"Oh, you two returned for us!" Dawn gushed.
"Well of course." Brick puffed out his chest, looking proud. "Number one rule of working with a team: never leave a man behind! Now, let's win us a challenge!" The cadet grasped the wheel, and sped the speedboat forward.
Raging Starfish – Cody, Leshawna, Mike, and Sierra
"Hey! Hey, we're not in last place!" said Mike, joyfully pointing at the screen. "There's an Anemone boat a ways behind us!"
"Of course." Leshawna patted her chest proudly. "Ain't nobody out there who bests Leshawna."
"Hey, there they are now." Cody pointed, still being held bridal-style by Sierra. Coming out of a group of rocks jutting out of an island to their left, a second boat was speeding in the direction of the finish line. Even from a distance, the Starfish could make out its passengers: Brick, Dawn, Nathaniel, and…
Leshawna's eyes narrowed. "It's him," she hissed.
Mike noticed her change in demeanor, and quickly tried to snag her attention. "Look, Leshawna. Maybe it would be better to just try to beat them to the finish line, and not worry about –"
"Oh, we'll beat them, all right. Hold on!" Her teammates struggled not to be flung out of the boat as she rocketed towards her target.
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones – Brick, Dawn, Harold, and Nathaniel
Brick rounded the corner of a nearby island, and the finish line came into view. He could already make out the contestants dotting the beach. "Look at that, comrades! I think we may win this one!"
The others looked overjoyed, but the crocodile didn't. Instead, it turned and hissed, looking at the ocean behind it. "What is wrong, my friend?" asked Dawn.
The final Starfish boat flew around the corner, Leshawna at the wheel with death in her eyes.
"Floor it!" screamed Nathaniel.
"Oh, my sweet, plump Leshawna," Harold moaned, falling to his knees. "Forgive me!"
"We might be able to beat them!" Mike cried, excited. "Keep going, Leshawna!"
"You take the wheel," Leshawna said, abandoning her post and leaving Mike to jump for it. As Sierra and Cody watched in befuzzlement, she retrieved a rope from the rear compartment, tied one end to the boat, and tied the other end around Sam's girth.
"Huh-huh, hey, what are you doing?" Sam asked. Leshawna grabbed his DS and threw it into the other boat, which was now only ten feet away. "No! My child!" Sam leapt after it.
Harold and Nathaniel looked in surprised as a handheld video game landed in their boat. "Huh?" said Nathaniel. Sam suddenly latched onto the edge of their boat, pulled tight between the two vehicles.
Leshawna grabbed the rope and started reeling it in, pulling the Anemones closer. Deaf to the cries of her teammates and before the Anemones could react, she leapt into the opposing boat. "Let me at that no-good nerd!"
As she leapt on Harold, Brick, distracted, unintentionally slowed the boat, allowing Mike, Cody, and Sierra to speed past them. Sam, meanwhile, had crawled into the center of Harold's boat and grabbed his DS. "Its okay, guys! I got it back – woah!" Sam screamed as the rope around his waist pulled him after his boat.
Leshawna was attempting to beat Harold into a pulp when she was suddenly yanked off. Brick and Nathaniel were each grabbing an arm, Nathaniel smiling slightly at her and Brick looking a bit unsure. "Wow, you really have it out for the poor dude, don't you?" joked Nathaniel.
"Get your hands offa me! Let me go!"
"You're one to talk about letting things go. Why don't you just cool off, and think things over a bit?"
"Don't tell me what to do! That two-timing dork deserves it!"
"I'm sorry, Leshawna!" Harold wailed from the floor, his limbs pointed at unnatural angles.
The crocodile jammed an inner tube over Leshawna's head. "No hard feelings, cool?" said Nathaniel, as Brick bit his lip guiltily. "But we just can't have you beating up our teammates. Peace out!" He and Brick shoved Leshawna overboard, as their boat sped forward.
"Sorry, ma'am!" called Brick.
Leshawna popped out of the water, seething.
Mike, Sierra, and Cody passed the finish line, towing Sam behind them. They were followed a second later by Harold, Dawn, Nathaniel, and Brick.
"And the Raging Starfish are the first to get all three of their boats across the finish line!" said Chris. "But, it appears they're missing a player – so, being the only team to have gotten all their members across, I hereby decree the Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones the winners!"
The overjoyed looks on the Starfishs' faces had vanished in less than a second, and the Anemones screamed and cheered. "Oh, yeah! Who's the loser team now!" Tyler cried.
"Yep! And Raging Starfish, I'll see you at elimination ceremony tonight. And boy, Leshawna," he said, chuckling as the girl clambered out of the water, "I'd sure hate to be you right now."
Leshawna became aware of the several angry glares that were being directed at her. "Hoo, boy."
Staci, Katie, and Dakota were waiting in the dark storeroom, and all three perked up when Scott pushed open the door. "Hi, Scott!" Katie called immediately. "So, who are we voting off? Is it gonna be Alejandro?"
"Actually, I have a new member to our alliance that I'd like you three to meet." Scott stepped away from the door, and Alejandro wheeled in. The three girls gasped.
"But he bad guy!" Dakota admonished.
"Bad guy? I see no bad guy, my dear Dakota. Alejandro here's just a victim of unfortunate circumstances, much like I was. And he wants to help us. No, my friends, tonight we're going for Heather."
"Heather?" said Staci.
"And Al's okay with that?" asked Katie.
Alejandro turned his back to them, and Scott patted his shoulder with metallic clangs. "Alejandro here was hurt by Heather, much like many others on this show. It's time we showed her that being a jerk doesn't pay."
The others nodded, happy with the idea.
"Besides, it should be really easy to convince the others to vote Heather out, even with Leshawna's fumble today," Scott continued. "She's made herself too many enemies."
"All right then, let's do it!" cheered Katie.
Scott smiled, wide and friendly. "Good to hear. I'll spread the word."
Running through the ship's lower levels, Cody ducked into a small supply room. "Cody? Cody, where are you?" He heard Sierra's voice coming from down the hall. He slammed the door, slumped against it, and sighed in relief. He then noticed that he wasn't alone in the room.
Heather was sitting against the wall, looking both very angry and very upset. "Heather?" Cody rose to his feet.
Heather spared a quick glance at him. "Get out of here, nerd."
"What's wrong? Why are you all locked up in a closet by yourself?"
"Why would you care? Why don't you go talk about me behind my back with all the others?"
"I've never talked about you behind you back." Concerned, Cody sat down next to her. She looked irritated, looking in the opposite direction. Though he knew she didn't want him around, Cody couldn't bring himself to abandon a girl in need, even one as spiteful as Heather. "What's wrong, Heather?"
"You don't have to pretend to care about me. Just leave."
"But I do care about you," said Cody earnestly. "I've never seen you like this before. I want to help."
"Well what do you think's wrong?" Heather suddenly snapped. "Would you feel too hot if you were on a boat filled with people who hate you, and who are just waiting for you to screw up so at the first chance they get they can get rid of you? And if the only person who doesn't hate you, your boyfriend, suddenly starts acting mopey and completely stops supporting you? How would you feel then, Cody?"
"Well geez, Heather, a lot of that's just because you treat people so badly. There are a lot of cool people on this show. If you'd just be nicer to them, they'd treat you the same way."
"Yeah right," sniffed Heather, wiping a rare tear from her eye. "I'm way too loathed to even begin to try that. There's not a single person here who would even begin to consider me their friend."
"Well… I'm your friend," Cody said. Heather refused to meet his eye. "Come on… After all we went through on Total Drama World Tour… We're still friends, aren't we?"
"No!" Heather snapped, looking away. She then softened her gaze, and admitted, "Well… yes." The two shared a small smile with each other. "But don't ever tell anybody I said that!" she suddenly snapped.
"You see? That's your problem!" Cody cried, jumping to his feet. "Whenever anybody gives you a chance, you push them away! I want to help you, Heather, I really do, but if you keep acting like this, you're going to find yourself alone forever!" And Cody pushed open the door and stomped down the hall, leaving Heather speechless.
Confession Cam
Heather I never knew the nerd had such backbone! But maybe he has a point… (She tosses her hair back) What-ever.
Later that night, the Raging Starfish were seated on the risers on the ship's deck, trying not to look at the Plank of Shame or pay attention to the crashing of the waves down below. Chris smirked at them, balancing the bucket of cod in one hand. "Raging Starfish. Way to suck out there today. Man, you even got the head start and you still lost! You can all thank Leshawna for that."
"Will you get on with it?" Leshawna snapped, sitting with crossed arms.
Chris chuckled. "Aw, c'mon, Leshawna, don't ruin the tension! You've all placed your votes, and the loser who does not get fish-slapped by a freshly caught cod will have to walk the Plank of Shame, endure the Swim of Losers, and they can't come back – EVER!"
Confession Cam
Noah I'm voting Leshawna. As much as I'd like to get rid of our friendly neighborhood queen bee or the iron giant, Leshawna's a danger to nerds great and small – she's never liked me, and now she's even out for the blood of the nerd she used to love. So, see ya, sistah.
Katie (Cheerfully) I vote for Heather! Whew, that felt good to say! Also, I still miss you, Sadie, and I can't wait for you to win the halfway challenge!
Scott (Smirking) You know my vote.
Alejandro (He stands motionless for a few seconds, and finally looks down. He seems unsure of what to do.)
Zoey (Angry) As much as I hate to vote with Scott… he has a point this time. Heather is a nasty player, with terrible teamwork skills, who I'd rather not spend an entire season with. However, I'm not voting for her because of Scott. This is my own decision.
Heather I vote for Leshawna.
Sam Huh-huh, I don't even think I'm supposed to be in here.
Chris surveyed the Raging Starfish, looking confused. "We're missing someone. Where's Al?"
The contestants looked among themselves, murmuring and shrugging. "Haven't seen him," said Trent.
"Hmm. Oh well. He's safe anyway. But now I have an extra cod, and no one to throw it at." Chris looked around, noticed Chef standing behind him, and threw a fish into the large cook's face. Chris laughed, and then screamed as he was thrown over the heads of the contestants and into the mast. The teens looked worriedly back to Chef, who was holding the bucket of cod and wearing a very unpleasant smile.
"Well what do you know," Chef said. "Looks like I'm the one giving out immunity tonight."
The contestants shared nervous glances.
"Cody! Noah! Katie! Sierra!"
The teens scrambled for cover as they tried to avoid Chef's murderous throws, but every fish hit its mark, knocking the hapless contestants to the deck with the most brutal fish-slaps ever seen on reality television.
"Trent! Zoey! Geoff! Izzy! Scott! Mike! Leshawna!"
"What?" Heather exclaimed, suddenly finding herself the only one sitting on the risers, her dazed teammates strewn on the deck around her.
"You lose, skinny girl! You're out!"
Heather jumped to her feet in defiance. "No! That's not possible! There's no way I could be out of the game this early!"
But Chef threw an inner tube over her and scooped her up under his arm, carrying her like a piece of luggage – a kicking, screaming piece of luggage. "Not! Let go of me! I demand a recount! This isn't right!"
Her teammates, lying on the deck, began to point and laugh. Leshawna was absolutely beside herself, pounding her fists on the deck as tears streamed down her face.
"I'll make you all pay for this!" Heather screamed. She narrowed her eyes. "Wait a minute – Alejandro! This is your doing! Oh, that is it! We are so done! You hear me, Alejandro? We are over!"
She didn't get to say much more, as Chef dropped her over the side of the ship, and smiled in satisfaction at her scream and the following splash. The contestants who were still fully conscious let out wild cheers.
Gwen, who had arrived on deck in time to see the elimination, was staring worriedly over the rail. She started a little bit when Leshawna slapped a hand down heartily on her shoulder.
"Girl, what's got you lookin' so blue? Your worst enemy just got thrown off a ship! You should be jumpin' for joy!"
Gwen tried to smile at her friend. "Yeah… It's nothing. Don't worry about it." She then grinned broadly, and hugged Leshawna. "And whoo! Heather's gone! For once, we don't have to put up with her for a whole season!"
Leshawna cheered and hugged Gwen back, as the rest of her teammates celebrated.
After the elimination ceremony, many of the teenagers met up in the cafeteria, joyful to see that friends and loved ones on opposite teams had made it through the night. Bridgette was so thrilled to see Geoff (wracked with guilt, she had convinced herself that he would be voted out due to the injuries that she had caused him) that she tackled him in an attempt to kiss, accidentally crushing him and breaking his wheelchair. Mike, Zoey, and Cameron sat on a table, laughing, Lindsay sat on Tyler's lap as they gave each other Eskimo kisses, and Gwen and Leshawna chatted fervently, unable to believe their luck at being able to take part in a whole season without Heather.
The cheery atmosphere was interrupted when Izzy burst through the door, holding two buckets that dripped with disgusting, red gruel. "Hey, guys! Look at all this chum I found hiding in Chef's kitchen! We could totally use it for a chum-chugging contest!" Ruining several appetites, the crazy girl suddenly chugged half of a bucket, smearing red fish meat all over her face. "Whooz wiff me?" she said, mouth full. She turned to Trent, who was nearest, and had been strumming his guitar before Izzy had burst in. "Trent? How about you?"
As she spoke, her mouth splattered flecks of meat and a couple fish bones on Trent's face. Looking queasy, the musician placed his hands over his mouth and rushed above decks.
"Okay, see you later! What about you guys?" She rushed over to Mike and Zoey, who quickly scooted to the far side of the table.
"N-no thanks, Izzy," said Mike.
"We're good for now," Zoey agreed.
Izzy turned around, and spotted Staci. "Hey Stac –" Before Izzy could finish, she let out a large belch, aimed directly in Staci's face. The pink girl wavered and collapsed, unconscious.
Izzy looked around. She saw Zoey and Mike, holding hands as they gazed into each other's eyes lovingly. She watched Lindsay and Tyler nuzzle and giggle. She saw Bridgette helping a limping Geoff over to a bench as she blubbered apologies, cut off when Geoff swept her into his arms and began kissing her. Feeling disheartened, Izzy's gaze fell to the floor.
Confession Cam
Izzy There are couples all over this boat! Mike and Zoey, Lindsay and Tyler, Noah and Cody… and Izzy's feeling really left out. That's it! Starting tomorrow, Izzy's gonna find a boyfriend to love on! And then I'll have someone who I can compete in chum-chugging contests with! (She lifts another chum bucket from the floor and downs it.)
The world slowly came into focus. Alejandro looked around. Pipes and wires hung from the ceiling, and the walls glowed a dull blue – he was in his room. He spotted a figure standing before him – a sneering redhead, peering out from a dark cloak. "Scott?" Alejandro croaked.
"Yep," Scott chuckled. "It's me."
"Why are you wearing a cloak?"
"Oh, this? It was just really cold down here, so I had to put on a snuggie. But forget that – I came to tell you that you're safe. You've lasted through the elimination."
"And Heather – is she safe?"
Scott leaned in, his smirk growing ever wider. "No. In your rage, you voted her off."
Alejandro raised his arms and wailed, "NOOOO!" a menacing, mournful howl that echoed through the ship and could be heard across the ocean.
"Heh. Chris was right, you really are a spaz."
Alejandro - Heather
Cody - Alejandro
Geoff - Alejandro
Heather - Leshawna
Izzy - Leshawna
Katie - Heather
Leshawna - Heather
Mike - Heather
Noah - Leshawna
Sierra - Alejandro
Scott - Heather
Trent - Alejandro
Zoey - Heather
Heather: 6
Alejandro: 4
Leshawna: 3
Voted Off List: Owen, Heather
Team Guide
Raging Starfish
Alejandro
Cody
Geoff
Izzy
Katie
Leshawna
Mike
Noah
Sierra
Scott
Trent
Zoey
Bloodthirsty Sea Anemones
B
Brick
Bridgette
Cameron
Dakota
Dawn
Gwen
Harold
Lindsay
Nathaniel
Staci
Tyler
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