"Total Drama Refresh: The show that has an infinite store of drama," Chris announced. "We saw plenty of it last time when Lionel rallied enough supporters to attack Sophie. He would have gotten away with it too, if Sophie hadn't recruited Bobby. Those two worked together to get rid of Dirk, and send Lionel back down to square one. I'd do something about Sophie, but her violent nature tends to boost rating, so I'll leave her be for now. Things also went bad for Victoria. After Edward allowed her to feel like he was into her, Beatrice found out and wasn't happy. Edward later revealed to Annie that he has no feelings for Victoria. Scheming: another great source of ratings. Anyways, the drama won't stop today, we've got plenty more for another episode of Total…Drama…Refresh…"

(Theme Song Plays...)

(Screaming Badgers Cabin)

It had been a few days since Lionel had arrived at the cabin late at night and covered with dirt and bruises. He hadn't spoken to anyone and no one dared ask what had happened. Lionel had since cleaned off the dirt, but he couldn't hide his black eye, split lip, and various large bruises over his chest. It was times like these when he wished that he had brought a shirt.

Beatrice finally dared speaking to him as she sat down and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Leave me alone," Lionel replied icily.

Beatrice sighed and moved away from him. She sent a glare at Victoria who hadn't smiled at all in the last couple of days. The fangirl spent nearly all her time sitting on her bed with her head hung down. Lionel focused his hatefully eyes at Sophie at all times, but he never said anything to her. Sooz would also shoot an angry look at Sophie from time to time, but only when she wasn't looking.

Bobby was also keeping to himself, but this was nothing new to anyone. He dedicated his time in his corner with bits and pieces strewn over the floor. His hands moved quickly as he grabbed different tools and worked on his contraptions. His eyes never left his work. However, his attention was broken by a slight noise. He turned around, but the boys' side was still empty.

"Is someone there?" he asked.

He noticed Eliot's bed seemed to have someone hidden under the blankets. Bobby moved over to the bed and removed the blankets. However, all he saw was a pile of pillows.

"Crazy guy," Bobby said as he shook his head and returned to work.

If he had looked up, he would have seen Eliot clinging to ceiling and watching him avidly.

Confessional:

Beatrice-I know who's to blame for all this trouble, Victoria. If she had just left Lionel alone, he'd be much more open to me. And then she has the nerve to have an affair with a guy from the other team. I bet this was her plan all along, to sabotage our team. Well it won't work on me, I'm still as clear-headed as ever.

Bobby-I suspect that Sophie did that to Lionel. She wasn't joking around about being dangerous. So, I've got to take precautions in case she turns on me. I've been working on a new weapon; it's not deadly, but it will definitely put her out of the contest.

Eliot-With all that's going on I've got to be especially careful of Bobby. He's been working on something big, and I doubt it's good. I'm keeping my eye on him.

(Killer Flounder Cabin)

"Well, what do you guys think?" Annie asked.

Annie had recently set up a new set of curtains on the window. They were large and billowy…and hot pink.

"I've been spending some time working on my textile skills," Annie explained. "And here is the finished project."

"Fabulous, right," Montana exclaimed.

"I agree, very nice," Nicole added.

"I don't," Momma DJ scowled. "It throws off the entire colour scheme. I demand that you take it down."

"I spent forever on this," Annie pouted. "And I don't care about your stupid colour scheme."

Momma DJ looked taken aback as she scoffed, "Back in my day, children respected their elders."

"Now, now, I'm sure we can get along," Nicole said. "Your colour scheme is fine, Mrs. DJ. I'm sure if we just set the curtains about like this…it's not so bad."

"Fine, fine," Momma DJ sniffed.

From the doorway, Edward eyed Nicole with consideration.

Confessional:

Nicole-I've got to make sure my team doesn't fall apart. It's clear that the Screaming Badgers are having some issues, but we'll lose the advantage if the same thing happens to us.

Edward-Nicole is becoming too much of a threat. By taking charge of situations like that, people will start to see her as the leader. And there can only be one leader. I may have to get rid of her soon.

Annie-I've been kinda angry lately. I don't mean to be rude to people, but it just bugs me that no one will listen to me about Edward. He got rid of Matthew, an honest, nice guy, but no one cares.

(Mess Hall)

The campers filed into the mess hall and sat down at their tables. The Screaming Badgers were all clearly very tense. Sophie sat with authority, but everyone around her either looked nervous on resentful. The Killer Flounder were much more comfortable talking with one another; however, Edward continued to eye Nicole in thought. Everyone waited for Chef to bring out another disgusting meal, but he never came. Eventually Chris showed up.

"Good morning, campers," he greeted with sadistic joy.

"What gives, Chris?" Bobby demanded. "Where's our food?"

"Oh, I gave Chef the day off," Chris explained. "Today you will be the cooks."

"Ooh, sounds fun," Annie exclaimed.

"And with me on our team, we can't lose," Momma DJ added.

"You still didn't answer my question," Bobby said. "When do we get to eat?"

"Well, that depends on who wins the challenge," Chris said. "Each team will have to work together to prepare a three course meal for yours truly. Whoever reaches the higher score will be rewarded with a five-star dinner. Those who lose go hungry for the night."

Sophie looked around at her team and declared, "We are not losing this time. Understand?"

Meanwhile, Momma DJ was telling her team, "Just leave everything to me and we don't have to worry."

"Oh, and there's one more thing I should mention," Chris added. "While the kitchens are stocked with general ingredients, there are also crates filled with more exciting things scattered around the island. You'll have to go searching for them if you want to add that little extra something to your meal. With that in mind, you may begin!"

The two teams split up into the two different kitchens.

"I have just the recipe in mind," Momma DJ explained to her team. "We'll start off with my super salad, then follow it up with my irresistible chicken stew. Then we'll finish it off with my dreamy fruit cream surprise."

She immediately went to the fridge and began tossing out ingredients to the other campers.

"Rich boy, start cutting these vegetables," she ordered. "Pinky, start mixing this milk into that bowl. Other girl, peel these onions."

Edward, Annie, and Nicole caught the ingredients she tossed at them and went to work.

"The rest of you, find some of those crates, preferable ones with chicken and whipping cream," she ordered.

Montana, Parry, and Ethan nodded and headed out. Meanwhile, Sophie was giving orders to her team. She had already set up all the ingredients she could find on the counter.

"We'll need more than this," she declared. "You two, go find some of those crates."

Bobby and Beatrice nodded.

"Oh, I'll go too," Eliot decided as he followed after them.

"The rest of you, get to work," Sophie ordered. "Chop some of these vegetables, whisk some of these eggs, whatever you can find."

"Do you even have a plan?" Sooz asked.

Sophie shot her a silencing snarl. Sooz sighed and joined Victoria and slicing some carrots.

"So, I've noticed that you haven't been spending nearly as much time on your phone," Victoria said lightly.

"No, Sophie wouldn't like that," Sooz declared bitterly as she jabbed the knife down with anger. "Seems my strategy won't work when she demands that I actually do something."

Victoria just nodded sadly.

Confessional:

Beatrice-Did you see that? Eliot just had to join us when he saw that I was going. I'm glad that somebody actually likes me here.

Sooz-As soon as Sophie's gone I'll be able to catch up on all my missed Twittering. But for now I'd better be careful or she could break the rest of my tech.

(Eliot, Beatrice, and Bobby)

"I'm glad that I get a chance to be with you some more," Beatrice told Eliot as they walked through the woods. "I can't stand to be around that Victoria."

"What's wrong with Victoria?" Eliot asked. "She seems nice and she's pretty smart."

"But she's a backstabbing traitor," Beatrice exclaimed. "She stole Lionel even after she knew that I was into him, then she goes and starts flirting with Edward."

"I'm just not sure if she's our biggest threat," Eliot said. "Sophie is much meaner than Victoria…and then there's…"

He glanced back at Bobby who was lagging behind.

"Him?" Beatrice asked.

Eliot nodded and whispered, "There's certainly more than meets the eye with him I'd like to see him gone soon."

"Guys, look," Bobby called as he pointed up.

The two looked where he was pointing to see that a crate had been placed on top of a tree.

"I'll get it," Eliot exclaimed as he began climbing up the tree.

He pulled himself up to the crate and pushed it off the branch.

"Careful, what if it's full of fragile contents?" Bobby exclaimed.

However when they opened it they found that it was full of pitas, all in good condition.

"Well, should we take this back?" Beatrice suggested.

"I'll take it back," Bobby said. "You two keep looking."

Bobby strained slightly to lift up the crate, but once he started moving he didn't seem to have too much trouble.

"Well, I guess it's just you and me, Eliot," Beatrice said.

However when she looked up she saw that Eliot was gone. Currently he was hidden in the bushes and not letting Bobby out of his sight. Beatrice couldn't see him, though, and just sighed to herself. However, before she headed off, she noticed something lying on the ground. She examined it to find that it was a small, futuristic looking, pistol.

"Hey, Bobby, I think you dropped this," she called, but Bobby was out of hearing distance.

She considered returning it to him, but stopped herself.

"These things always cause more trouble than they're worth," she muttered to herself. "Maybe I should just hang onto it."

(Parry, Montana, and Ethan)

The three wandered through another part of the forest. Ethan was easily amused by blowing at falling leaves.

"So, Parry, I hope you're feeling more optimistic about winning this thing," Montana said to him. "I think you've really been proving your worth to the team."

"Maybe," Parry said with a shrug. "But I still don't think they'll want me around much longer."

"Well, if we win again, we won't have to worry about that, right," Montana pointed out. "At least not for now."

"But what are the odds of winning three times in a row?" Parry sighed.

"Well, there's a crate, I'm sure that'll help our chances, right," Montana said as she pointed.

The crate that she was pointing at, though, was currently floating down the river.

"You can get this, Parry," Montana exclaimed as she picked him up and tossed him onto the crate.

Parry stumbled slightly but managed to guide the crate to the ground where Montana opened it to see what was inside.

"Just our luck," she exclaimed. "Some frozen chicken is just what we need for the stew."

She grabbed the crate from Parry and tossed it at Ethan. Ethan seemed too spaced-out to see it coming and it ended up crashing into his head.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Montana cried. "Are you okay?"

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" Ethan asked.

"Because I just hit you with a crate," Montana said uneasily.

"Who hit what now?" Ethan asked. "Hey look at this, a crate!"

"Um, yeah," Montana said.

As Ethan took the crate back towards the kitchen, Montana watched him uncertainly.

"I really hope that guy doesn't get hurt, right," Montana muttered to Parry.

"Everybody is bound to suffer in their lifetime," Parry replied.

"You know, I think you're just reciting those things to annoy me," Montana laughed.

"Whatever," Parry said.

(Kitchen, Screaming Badgers)

The four campers in the kitchen were making progress on their meals. Lionel had gotten an omelette started, while Sooz and Victoria had made an assortment of vegetables in a bowl. Bobby then arrived dragging the crate behind him.

"Here's some…pitas," he wheezed.

He opened the box and was surprise to see Eliot sitting in the box. He closed in an rubbed his eyes, when he opened the box again it was just full of pitas.

"That was weird," Bobby muttered.

"What was weird?" Eliot asked from behind him.

"Were you just…never mind," Bobby sighed.

"These will go good with the vegetables," Sophie declared. "Sooz, Victoria, get to work on making vegetable pitas."

"Yes, boss," Sooz scoffed snidely as she started grabbing the buns.

(Killer Flounder)

Momma DJ had instructed the other three on how to make her famous stew. Nicole stirred the mixture, while Edward prepared the other ingredients. Annie was throwing the salad together, but she frequently glanced up at Edward.

"Hm, I think it could use a pinch of salt," Nicole decided.

Edward made a quick motion to a small bottle. He acted fast, yet he was still spotted my Annie.

"Stop!" Annie cried as she charged toward Nicole before she could take the bottle. "Edward might have tampered this salt. Just think, if I hadn't stopped you, the stew could have been ruined."

Nicole looked at the mess that had been made when Annie had slammed into the counter. Bottle and boxes had tumbled over and spilled out their contents.

"Uh-huh," Nicole muttered.

"I think you're overreacting here," Edward said smoothly. "Just accept that I'm not trying to sabotage our team."

"You're not getting off so easily," Annie declared as she stared at him challengingly.

Confessional:

Nicole-(rubbing temples) I don't know what's worse. If Edward is trying to sabotage us, then that proves that I can't trust us. But if Annie is just being paranoid then she's going to cause more damage than she prevents.

Edward-Annie is making this increasingly difficult. My plan was perfect, with the cap unscrewed slightly, Nicole would spill salt into the stew and it would be ruined. Then she would get the blame. But Annie had to ruin that. (sighs) Being a schemer is hard work.

Annie-I saw that. Edward was trying to throw the challenge again. He probably wants to get rid of me because I know too much. Well, I won't let him get away with that.

(Parry and Montana)

The duo were still exploring the forest, looking for more crates.

"Ooh, there's one!" Montana exclaimed. "And it's just out in the open, right, no tricks or anything."

"It's probably a trap," Parry said. "Nothing is ever free in life."

"Really? Has the Canadian Safeway discontinued free samples, because the Australian Safeway hasn't," Montana pointed out. "Except for, since I'm Australian, right, it's not called Safeway anymore, it's called Woolworths and—"

"Just grab the crate," Parry sighed.

Montana eagerly went over the crate a scooped it up. Once she did it set us a small bell.

"And look at that, they even gave us a victory chime, right," Montana exclaimed.

However, the sound of the bell, awakened a certain bear that had been sleeping in a nearby cave. He bounded out and immediately spotted the intruders. Parry yelped and pointed. Montana turned around in confusion.

"Ah, so we meet again, Molotov," she exclaimed. "Well, this time you won't escape the wrath of my…boomerang!"

She pulled out her weapon and tossed it at the bear. Molotov caught it in midair before it could reach him. He then tossed it to the ground.

"Oh, um, can I try that again?" Montana said nervously as she backed up.

The bear approached her angrily. Soon it had her pinned against a tree. Parry looked around nervously for anything you could use to help. He grabbed Montana's boomerang.

"Here goes nothing," he exclaimed as he closed his eyes and tossed the weapon.

He managed to just skim the tip of the bear's ear, but it was enough to send him fleeing in terror.

"Well, look at that," Montana beamed. "Once more you show your action side."

"I was just acting under adrenaline," Parry defended.

Montana then went back to the crate and opened it.

"Well, this just proves that sometimes the universe gives you a freebie, right," Montana said as she held up a carton of whipping cream.

"I guess so…sometimes," Parry sighed. "But not usually."

The two took their prize and made their way back to the kitchen.

(Screaming Badgers)

Beatrice arrived back at her team covered in dirt. She held a crate in her hands with triumphant though.

"It was a tight squeeze, crawl, fall, swim, and then climb, but I managed to get this," she declared.

"What's inside?" Sooz asked.

Beatrice opened the lid to reveal instant gelatin packets.

"Well, that should do for desert," Sophie said as she tossed them to Bobby. "Get to work, then we should be about finished."

"Ick, I don't like gelatin," Eliot exclaimed.

"Let me guess, it comes from aliens?" Bobby scoffed as he mixed the powder with water.

"No, I just don't like it, Eliot said with a shrug.

Lionel finished his omelette and placed it on a plate. Sooz and Victoria were also finishing up their pitas.

"You know, I've been thinking," Victoria said. "Chris seems like a big meat-eater, and we don't really have many carnivore choices here. Maybe one of us should go looking for another crate. If we're lucky we might find some bacon or something."

"What makes you think that you can tell us what to do?" Beatrice snapped. "You're probably just trying to sabotage us again so your boyfriend's team can win."

Victoria tightened and remained silent as she stared at Beatrice. It was like she was trying to hold something back, but she eventually cracked.

"Will you get it through your thick head that I'm not trying to hurt you!" Victoria shouted. "I've been nothing but a friend for you, but you choice to see something that isn't even there!"

"Oh, now you're blaming me for this?" Beatrice scoffed.

"Can both of you just shut up!" Lionel snapped suddenly. "You are being ridiculous about something incredibly stupid. We have a contest to win and you have no idea how difficult you are making this!"

Lionel slammed his fist down in anger. Unfortunately he ended up hitting the edge of the plate and launching the omelette into the air. It splattered right in Beatrice's face. She twitched in fury, then grabbed whatever was in he reach. This turned out to be a sack of flour. Instead of retaliating at Lionel, though, she dumped the bag on Victoria.

"Stop!" Sophie ordered, but it was too late.

Victoria grabbed a glass of water which she splashed at Beatrice. Beatrice ducked, and the water collided with Sooz's pants. This caused something to crackle in her pocket.

"My iPod!" she gasped. "You will pay for that!"

It wasn't long before the kitchen turned into an explosion of food flying in all directions. Victoria and Beatrice attacked each other with whatever they could find. Sooz came at both of them angrily. Even Eliot tossed some gelatin at the back of Bobby's head when he wasn't looking.

"Stop, stop," Sophie cried futilely.

Beatrice was knocked to the ground as a pita to the face made her trip on a pot on the floor. She felt something roll out of her pocket. It was the small pistol she'd seen Bobby drop. She picked it up and pointed it at Victoria.

"Take this!" she screamed as she fired.

A beam fired from the device and then a sickening crackling was heard as steam filled the room. When it had cleared the chaos had stopped as everyone stared in horror at what had happened to Victoria. She was in the same position as she had just been in, except now she was covered in a thick sheet of ice. Her entire body was frozen.

"Where did you get that?" Bobby snapped.

"What did you do?" Sooz screamed.

Beatrice just looked down at the weapon blankly, then back at Bobby.

"What is this?" she said meekly.

"It's a weapon," Bobby said sharply. "And you've just used it on Victoria. She's completely frozen now."

"Well, don't you have a thawer or something?" Beatrice asked.

"It doesn't work that way," Bobby scoffed.

"Well, she'll still thaw out if we leave her in the sun, right?" Sophie asked.

"It's possible," Bobby said weakly. "But that is an unfinished design of my weapon. For all we know, if we let her thaw out, one of her arms could fall off…or worse."

Everyone paled at the thought of that.

"So, what do we do?" Lionel asked.

Bobby looked around nervously as if someone could give him the answer.

"Well…why don't we keep her in the freezer?" he suggested. "That way we can be sure she won't…melt. And I'm sure Chris will send for a…doctor or something."

The others looked at each other uneasily, but they couldn't come up with an alternative. Together they pushed Victoria into the freezer.

"Well, our omelette is ruined, but maybe we can salvage some of the other courses," Sophie said.

"Is that seriously all you can think about right now?" Lionel scoffed.

"Hey, she'll be fine…eventually," Sophie said. "Right now we need to make sure we don't lose again."

Confessional:

Bobby-Okay, maybe that wasn't one of my better ideas. If that stupid Beatrice hadn't stolen it, though, none of this would have happened. I could have finished the final design and used it on Sophie harmlessly.

Beatrice-I suppose that was taking things a bit far, but how was I supposed to know that was an ice ray? Once this is all over, I guess I'll be even with Victoria…if she survives.

Eliot-This was clearly the master plan of Bobby. It's clear that he's more than just a government agent, he must be a government agent from an ice planet. Victoria is his first victim, but I'll make sure it's his last.

(Killer Flounder)

Ethan, Parry, and Montana had all returned with their crates. The chicken was cooking while Momma DJ blended the cream and chopped strawberries. Annie finished off the salad and placed it into a large bowl. Nicole had taken some of the chicken out of the oven and handing it over to Montana and Parry to slice. Once Nicole had enough chicken she brought a bowl over to place into the stew. Edward glanced over at Annie was on the other side of the room talking to Momma DJ.

"Careful, Nicole," he said. "I'd hate for you to slip and spill."

Annie heard this and immediately darted over to them.

"Don't even think about it!" she cried as she shoved Edward aside.

This, however, let to Edward stumbling and knocking the pot of stew to the floor.

"Annie, look what you've done!" Nicole cried. "The stew is ruined."

"He was going to trip you," Annie accused Edward.

"Really, Annie, you're being paranoid," Edward said. "I was simply cautioning her. Does that automatically mean that I wanted her to spill?"

"Well, we're going to have to find something else for our second course," Nicole sighed.

"No time," Parry pointed out. "We'll never be able to come up with anything. It looks like we'll be losing this time."

"Don't bet on it," Momma DJ exclaimed. "We've still got my fruit cream surprise, made personally by me. One taste of this and McClean will ignore everyone else and proclaim us the winners."

"Well, if you say so," Nicole sighed.

Confessional:

Edward-It was actually quite simple to use Annie to hurt herself. Her paranoia made her unstable, and it was easy for an 'accident' to happen. Once she's gone, Nicole will follow.

Parry-Montana is actually being mean by giving me hope. That just means it'll hurt more when I do lose.

(Dinner Time)

"I'm ready for the first course," Chris announced as he sat down at the table.

Annie came out with the bowl of salad. Chris dug his fork in and took a bite.

"Hm, not bad," he mused, "but not particularly exciting either. I'll give it a six."

Momma DJ shook her fist at him angrily.

"And what do the Screaming Badgers have?" Chris asked.

"Actually, we need to talk to you about something," Sooz said.

"Is about my dinner?" Chris asked.

"Well, kinda it's about Victoria," Sooz explained.

"Victoria can wait, where's my dinner?" Chris demanded.

"Well, we don't have—" Sooz tried to explain.

"Zero points," Chris declared. "Now, Killer Flounder, onto course two."

"Actually, our course two…didn't exactly work out," Nicole confessed.

"I am disappointed, that's two meals I've missed out on already," Chris scoffed. "Fine, fine, zero points to you too. Screaming Badgers, please tell me you've got something for me."

Sophie brought out the plate of pita. Only a couple remained after the fight. Chris took a bite.

"It's okay," he said, "but where's the beef?"

Beatrice bent a spoon in rage. Sophie bent a knife.

"I'll give you five points for this," Chris decided. "Now, for my favorite course, dessert."

Momma DJ brought out a fountain of pink cream. Chris took one taste and his eyes dilated.

"I'm in heaven," he breathed.

He then eagerly devoured the rest of the dish.

"Ten points," he exclaimed when he finished. "Screaming Badgers, that will be hard to top. But if you can come up with something nearly as good as that I'll call it a draw and no one will go home. That's how good of a mood I'm in."

"Uh, we've got some, gelatin," Beatrice said.

Chris took one taste and spat it out.

"How dare you contaminate my mouth with impure desserts after it's been graced by such a divine dish?" he exclaimed. "My mood is ruined now. You lose!"

"Well, we need to talk about Victoria," Eliot said. "She's kinda…frozen."

"Huh," Chris exclaimed.

He was shown to the freezer where Victoria was being kept.

"Well, I don't see what the problem is," he said. "If you think having a frozen girl on your team will slow you down, vote her off. That's what eliminations are for after all."

The campers glanced at each other with unease.

(Campfire)

The six contestants sat around the fire nervously. They were nervous because they had been joined by Molotov the bear. The bear seemed content to warm his paws by the fire though

"Welcome to your third elimination in a row," Chris announced. "Since Victoria couldn't be here today, Molotov will be her proxy. Let's start with a marshmallow for…Lionel."

Lionel caught his marshmallow without any enthusiasm.

"And also safe are," Chris continued, "Beatrice and Eliot."

The two also caught their marshmallows.

"And two go to Bobby and Sooz," he continued. "And that just leaves Victoria and Sophie. The finally marshmallow goes to…"

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"Why am I even bothering with suspense?" Chris said suddenly. "Obviously, everyone voted off Victoria."

Molotov stamped the ground in annoyance.

"And so you don't worry, I assure you that she's getting the best help," Chris declared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"…that Chef can provide," Chris finished.

Everyone immediately returned to their nervous states. As they left, Sophie grabbed Beatrice in rage.

"You are so stupid!" she snarled. "You cost us a valuable teammate. You lost a challenge for us!"

Beatrice squeaked something that might have been an apology.

"I love this show," Chris said with a smile as he watched them.

Confessional:

Lionel-Well, if there's one advantage from all of this it's that now Beatrice can focus her hatred on Sophie. Maybe we can finally get rid of if this losing streak keeps up.

(Screaming Badgers Cabin)

Bobby scribbled note down earnestly.

Lionel glanced at him and sneered, "Haven't you learned to stop trying to kill us with your crazy inventions?"

"Actually I was just designing something for you," Bobby replied. "Maybe if I'm lucky you'll be removed from the game because your eyes melted."

Bobby tossed his blueprints under his bed as he prepared to go to sleep. Under his bed, a hand emerged from the floorboards. Eliot grabbed one of the sheets and pulled it down to investigate. Instead of seeing some sort of death ray, the title read, 'Un-freezer Beam.' Eliot pondered this, but was interrupted when he spotted something familiar in his hiding spot.

"I thought we got rid of you!" he exclaimed as he held up the Tiki Idol.

His loud exclamation was enough to wake up Lionel and Bobby. They were able to just make out Eliot flushing something down the toilet.

"Hey, Eliot, next time you take a whiz you don't need to get us up," Lionel scoffed.

Votes:

Sophie-I am beyond disappointment with my team. That scene in the kitchen shows how little concern they have about winning. But the one who will be of the least use is Victoria. It's a shame, she was one of the more valuable members.

Lionel-I vote for Victoria. Hopefully once she's gone Beatrice will act like a normal person again. Or however normal she can get.

Bobby-I vote for Victoria. If something happens to her while she's here, I'll probably get the blame.

Beatrice-I vote for Victoria. Once she's gone we can put this whole thing behind us.

Eliot-If Victoria stays, Bobby is sure to send her off as a sample to his mothership. She'll be safer if she leaves.

Sooz-I guess since I've never really paid any attention to my team before I never realized that they were a team of morons and jerks. But I'll have to vote for Victoria this time.

Victoria-(frozen)…

(Conclusion)

"I told you all this drama was leading somewhere," Chris exclaimed. "And it did with the death of Victoria! Kidding, kidding, please don't sue me. Don't worry, she'll be fine; I won't let a contestant die. What if I want to do another season with these guys? But for now the Screaming Badgers are down one more member. Now that Eliot has ditched the totem will they pull through? What about the Killer Flounder, who will rise out of that mess victorious? Keep watching 'cause the drama's just gonna keep on rolling on the next episode of Total…Drama…Refresh!"