Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama. If I did, Scott would've went home first in season five. I don't own MLP. If I did, I would have revealed Celestia's true evil by this point. I don't own Shrub. If I did, I would call him Bob. I don't own Slender. If I did, he wouldn't be that scary. I do own myself and Larry and I do as I please with them. Val's creation is mine while the idea belongs to two other places, which have yet to be revealed.
Warning: This chapter contains foreshadowing, flashbacks, demented alter egos, skepticism, kindness from an unlikely source, lies, and a lack of Lewis. You have been warned.
Ben's Note of Sheer Awesome: Another boring repost. After I'm done with these, I'll try to make it so I have something interesting to say every once in a while. I think I'm just making you readers mad at me.
Shout Out of Wonderfulness: After just barely writing his character and just barely finished watching the season 7 finale, I'm giving a shout out to Matt Smith. He is, above all, the best actor and Doctor the world has ever birthed. I will never love another Doctor more than Matt Smith. He made the Doctor who he was. He made bow-ties and fezes cool. He made me, Benjamin Ellimist, the boy I am today. Doctor Who, you might ask? Doctor Matt Smith, the Doctor in making things bright when everything else is grim.
Apology: Sorry about replacing the Fun Fact, I have been bawling my eyes out for a half hour since he regenerated. But whatever, you aren't reading to hear my sob tales. Read on for what your after.
As Sam would say, jump, jump, duck, throw!
E6 P1: Careful What You Dream About
As always, The Death Wing and The Devil's Bargain flew side by side one another. One of them was a bit darker shaded than the other was. The lighter of the two had two people on top, both holding hands.
"Last time, on Total Drama All Stars," Pinkie began, "there was drama galore as the contestants competed in one of the lamest challenges ever: photobombing."
"Hey, it was a good idea!" Lewis said defensively.
"You were just lucky the drama made the episode last so long," Pinkie said with a giggle. "Anyway, Lewis was judging the challenge solo, since I was off shopping for more Corn of Life."
"Which sounded a lot more fun than how my day went," Lewis muttered.
"Unfortunately, Larry smashed the special camera the team earned, resulting in the Heroic Hamsters losing," Pinkie continued. "However, after the challenge, Sam broke up with Dakota in the worst way ever: just leaving after saying they were through. It was really super harsh."
"I hate thinking what Dakota must be going through right now," Lewis said with a shudder. "Unfortunately for us, we're not allowed to interfere with the game."
"What about you helping Dawn?" Pinkie reminded him.
"That's different. I'm concerned about her welfare, that's all," Lewis replied.
Pinkie rolled her eyes, but still smiled. "When the Heroes went down to vote, Katie, who won a special immunity prize from Slender the day before yesterday, gave her immunity to Larry. Because of this, Sam was voted off."
"Good riddance," Lewis muttered. "Too bad we don't have anyone to organize songs this season. I want a sequel to Boyfriend Stealer. Only I would call it Girlfriend Dumper."
"That's a bit… depressing," Pinkie said with a sigh.
Lewis chuckled. "Yeah, it is. But so is Sam dumping Dakota."
"You make a point," Pinkie said with another sigh. She then grinned. "Anywho, in the Hall of Banishment, the wheel spun round super-duper fast and chose Mr. Coconut to go to The Devil's Bargain. So, who's going to win the challenge? What drama is going to happen? Will someone make Dakota happy? And who will be voted off?"
"Find out today, on Total Drama All Stars!" the couple said together.
(Theme Song; I wanna be famous)
(Gold Hall)
Team Mr. Coconut was happily sitting in their room. By that, I actually mean only Trent and Sadie. Lightning was off at the gym and Mr. Coconut was on The Devil's Bargain, leaving the two alone.
"So…" Trent said, rubbing his neck.
"So…" Sadie said.
"Any luck with Katie yet?" Trent asked.
Confessional: Wait for it…
Trent: Any luck with Katie yet? She would have told me if she had any luck! (Bangs his head.) Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Um… no," Sadie said awkwardly, rubbing her arm. "But when I do, I'll be sure to tell you."
"Right, right," Trent said.
"So what's up between you and the love square?" Sadie asked.
Confessional: And again…
Sadie: What's up between you and the love square? He doesn't want to talk about his personal life! (Bangs her head.) Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Bah, I'm over all that," Trent said, brushing it off. "Although I wouldn't mind if people just forgot about that and just accept that I want to move forward from the past."
"I know what you mean. When Katie and I get in a huge fight, it only lasts a little bit. After we're done, we just move on."
"Some people in this world just can't accept that life isn't all about drama," Trent sighed. "Even though he's nicer, even Lewis can't get past dramatic things."
Sadie pondered that for a moment. "I think your right, but not in the way you think," she finally said.
"How do you mean?"
"It's like this. While Lewis does look out for the drama, he looks for it to help those it effects. I mean, he seems loving and caring. Look at Slender. He's scary and he freaks me out. If he was related to me, I would steer clear of him. But Lewis, despite the chaos Slender may bring to him, still loves him and gave him a place to stay. So, to restate your earlier remark, yes, sometimes people can't accept that life isn't all about drama," Sadie concluded, "but sometimes, people look for the drama to help keep it from spreading."
Impressed by her thoughts on the topic, Trent said, "Wow. You seem to have thought about this a lot."
"Not really," Sadie admitted. "I just happen to know what to say when I need to say it."
Confessional: I would be mind blown if I had a mind to blow away.
Sadie: Trent is really easy to talk to, and that's not just because I'm crushing on him. Everyone finds him easy to talk to. Too bad his name was ruined in both seasons he was in, he deserved to at least get to the final three.
Trent: Sadie sure knows what to say. Too bad I haven't gone to The Devil's Bargain yet. I could really use that Chef Idol right about now to make my move…
Inside Team Vallowsmeir's room, it was oddly quiet. Maybe it was because Dakota was crying in the bathroom. Maybe it was because Geoff wasn't in the closet with Courtney. Maybe it was because Courtney was asleep. The actual reason it was quiet was because Izzy was missing.
"It feels empty in the room without Izzy," Val mused.
"Better for me. Now I can read," Noah said.
"Lighten up Noah," Geoff muttered.
Val eyed Geoff for a moment and then asked, "Something got your conscience in a twist?"
"After seeing that breakup… it changed me man," Geoff said. "I feel… foolish. All this unneeded 'love'… I realized I was just abusing emotions."
"Now I understand why you aren't in the closet," Noah said. "Which I'm not complaining about."
"I think you're doing the right thing Geoff," Val lied. "I'm sure your parents are proud."
Geoff thought a moment before grinning. "You know what? Your right! I bet they are proud of me!"
Confessional: I'm proud of myself for getting the Dressing Room's number!
Geoff: I am a changed partier. From now on, I'll avoid the chicks. Having professional conversations is ok though. Now I just have to do something I don't want to get voted off for…
Vallowsmeir: (Seething.) This is infuriating! I don't need Geoff to be confident! I need him weak! Perhaps a dream will make him snap out of this.
Noah: Hmmm…
(Silver Hall)
Team Brick, while mostly satisfied with their votes, was contemplating the elimination. Beth was sitting in the room cursing to herself, Brick was pondering, and Harold was talking aloud. "It was a good thing Izzy told me to vote Sam. That breakup was terrible."
"I agree," Tyler said. "I would never do that to Lindsey. Not that I would ever break up with her anyway."
"No one cares about your love life, Tyler!" Beth said angrily. "I have worse things to deal with than your problems!"
"You could be nicer," Tyler muttered.
Beth scowled but said nothing. Bridgette noticed this and smirked. "You know Beth, Tyler's right. You need to be nicer, like me."
"Bragging doesn't get anyone anywhere," Beth said. "You need to focus on your game instead of your image."
"Ever hear the saying, 'Image is everything'?" Bridgette smirked. Beth scowled further as everyone shut off their lights. All except Brick's, who turned on his nightlight.
Confessional: Nighty night for all the lighty lights! Except for the nighty night lighty lights!
Brick: I still think that playing emotionally is a bad game plan, but voting for Katie felt wrong. She didn't do anything wrong and she didn't deserve my vote, but she saved the person I was going to vote for. And yet… I don't know. Maybe the lack of sleep is getting to me.
Bridgette: Since I saved Tyler from a fight, one more night of snuggling should be enough to pay me back. Right?
The now newly named Team Lindsey were currently feeling… a bit alone. After losing three others in a row, it seemed that they were targets, as if they weren't wanted anymore. "This is like Team Victory all over again," DJ said with a sigh.
"Don't worry Dixon, everything will work out alright," Lindsey reassured him.
"That's what they all say," DJ sighed. "I know we'll all be gone soon, so we might as well pack our bags and get ready for it."
Katie looked at DJ with a concerned look. "That isn't normally like you. Are you doing alright?"
"What do you think? I'm probably next on the target list. I'm a fan favorite, I am a physical threat, and I can easily be fooled," he said, defeated. "It's no use to fight it anymore."
"DJ, we all have moments where we feel weaker," Katie said, "but we all need to try to push through it. Sometimes you'll find yourself somewhere that isn't kind to you. It'll bash you, throw you around. But you must always remain yourself. Otherwise, you're no better than the negativity effecting you."
DJ looked at Katie and gave her a small smile. "Thanks Katie. That was very insightful."
"Just doing what I've done since I was a baby," Katie said, shrugging.
Confessional: I remember when I was first built. It was back on Wawanakwa. Good times.
DJ: Lately, whenever I'm around Katie, I feel whole. I don't know how to describe it. But whatever it is, I enjoy it.
Katie: Sadie and I always gave each other insightful knowledge when the other felt sad. I'm glad I was able to make DJ feel happy, especially when he feels like he did.
Lindsey: I think David and Kylie are in L-U-V!
(Bronze Hall)
Team Alejandro was a bit… calmer than normal. Justin was asleep, along with Ezekiel curled up in a ball in a corner. Scott was in a different corner, his Trauma Chair powered off. Duncan and Gwen were snuggled up with each other, leaving Alejandro alone in a chair in the center of the room.
"You do know that there is another bed, right?" Duncan asked.
"I've learned that the best sleep comes from sitting upright," Alejandro replied. "By doing so, I can remain focused while I am asleep, in case there was a problem."
"What kind of trouble?" Gwen asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Little of this, little of that," Alejandro said. "Let's just say I am doing what Dawn does, only a bit less dramatic."
"Anything she does is crazy," Duncan mutter. "Why Lewis likes her, I have no #$% idea."
"Probably some weird niece-uncle relationship," Gwen said with a shrug. She then said louder, "So I take it you met her?"
"Second day," Alejandro said. "She was… different than most girls I know. She… trusted me. Like really trusted me. I don't understand why, but it sort of touched me."
"And look. That's a Latino getting emotional," Duncan said with a laugh.
Alejandro scowled. "Fine. Laugh all you want. I have to go see someone from Team Larry anyway." With that, Alejandro left the room.
"You could try to make more of an effort of being nice you know," Gwen scolded her boyfriend.
"Why? What would the fun be in letting him slide by easy?" Duncan asked. "Look, he brought a lot of pain in season three. If he wants to fix his mistakes, I won't stop him. But I'm not forgiving him on the spot either, so I suggest not trying to change my mind." Gwen sighed, but knew that the conversation was over.
Confessional: Confessionals can't get emotional. Unless we get emotional.
Duncan: Look, Gwen is the love of my life. But if Alejandro is playing something, which I know he is, then she needs to stay away from him. I trust Alejandro as far as I can throw him. As long as he is here, he's trouble waiting to happen.
Alejandro: With nothing better to occupy my time, I guess I should check up on Larry. Hopefully he'll have some news on Dawn by this point.
With a stroke of happiness, Larry was celebrating. Not because they had lost, but because he had turned over a new leaf. Shrub was currently missing from the room. "Now that I am free of whatever negative thing was controlling me, I can now redeem myself of my misdoings!" Larry said confidently.
"No need friend," Dawn said with a smile. "I forgive you. You weren't yourself. I'm sure we all understand that."
"I'm just wondering what caused it," Cameron said. "I'm a man of science, but nothing I can think of that would affect you in that way."
"Actually, I'm not quite sure you would be able to see what affects me at all," Larry said. "In case you may have forgotten, I'm only a head. I'm immune to some viruses humans aren't and some affect me that it doesn't humans. I'm also about two hundred years old, which doesn't help me much."
"Wait, you're seriously two hundred?" Mike asked, bewildered.
Larry chuckled. "Hundred ninety-eight to be exact," he said. "But yeah. I used to be an Indian Warrior. I was killed in battle, so I'm told, anyway. I lost my memories after I died. I was created after my death, and I've been alive ever since. In a way, anyway."
"So your suit wasn't made until recently, correct?" Zoey asked.
"Yes. My village, still untouched by society, found this hardly damaged in a ship wreck off the coast of my island. The villagers didn't know what to do, so they put my head inside this suit. Turns out it worked. I've been using it ever since, helping my people."
"How did you recharge?" Cameron asked. "That suit is powered by energy, which you need every two days, from what I've observed."
"I scowered the wreckage and made one from scratch," Larry said. "I'm hoping to win to help my people survive. The island they are on is vast with food and animals. But they aren't technologically advanced. I want to protect the island from the rest of the world."
"That's… actually very sweet of you," Zoey said. "It's weird that someone so self-less was so hardened."
"I know, I thought the same thing," Larry said. "But, what's it matter? I am me again and I won't let anyone thing otherwise."
Dawn smiled at Larry. Then, she saw something. A flicker of darkness cross Larry's arua. She frowned and was about to express her concern when they all heard a knock. Larry stood up. "I'll get that," he said and he promptly left.
Confessional: Whenever something bad enter their auras, they leave before Dawn can tell them. Suspense!
Cameron: So Larry has a past he doesn't know about. Hmm… maybe I should to a bit of research when I get home.
Larry: My people do not approve of me indulging in the ways of the world. I understand they wish to remain hidden from what humanity is now, which is why I will win the money to protect them. I will give the rest to my friends, since there is no need for money back home.
B: If this 'virus' can affect a two hundred year old shrunken head, then can it affect normal humans? Maybe I should build something to protect the others. After Dawn's flower, of course.
(Alejandro and Larry)
Alejandro was waiting outside in the Bronze Hall when Larry walked out of the room. "You get anything on Dawn yet?" Alejandro asked.
"Hard to tell," Larry said. "I've sort of been 'out of sorts' the past few days. I can't remember if she mentioned anything you can go off of."
"I would appreciate if you hurry and find out," Alejandro said. "I'm not too liked on my end of the spectrum."
"Same, only I was able to connect with the others, so I shouldn't be too bad off," Larry said. "Why don't you give me the idol? I'll play it on Dawn as soon as she reveals something."
Alejandro glared at Larry. "I'll keep it on me, thanks. I don't think I trust you quite yet. After all, you did say you weren't alright with your team."
"A slight misunderstanding," Larry said. "I think I have it all patched up now."
"Never the less, the idol will stay with me," Alejandro insisted.
Larry shrugged. "Whatever you want. I'll keep a close eye on her. Just don't play that idol without my say so, alright?"
"If it'll make you feel better, I'll even let you play it. But until then, it stays with me," Alejandro said.
"Very well. Good night to you Al," Larry said and walked back into his room. Alejandro rolled his eyes and walked back across the hall to his room.
Confessional: The snowman?
Larry: Do I trust Alejandro? Absolutely not. Does he trust me? Apparently not. Is it safe to have this alliance? Probably. This isn't like Heather and him in season three. I'm on to him. If he does anything fishy, I'll know.
(Girls Restroom)
Since dinner, Dakota had locked herself inside one of the stalls in the girl's restroom. Izzy was outside, trying to consul with her. So far, all she had gotten were sobs. "Come on Dakota, I know your upset, but you can't live your life in a bathroom stall. I know what it's like to have your heart ripped out. Trust me, I know more than you think."
"You were unconscious when Owen broke up with you," Dakota sobbed. "I was awake every moment of mine!"
"I wasn't talking about Owen," Izzy said. She sighed a little. "Although, he's definitely a part of the heartbreak."
Dakota was silent, allowing Izzy to continue. "After Owen broke up with me, my dad had some choice words with me. Told me I should have never fallen for a freak like Owen to begin with. He did some things… he's not the most kind father. He did disown Dawn after a huge misunderstanding. But it still sunk deep."
Dakota didn't speak for a while, making Izzy sigh. "Hey, I better get some sleep. I'll check on you tomorrow." Izzy stood to leave, walking toward the door.
"Hey Izzy?" Dakota asked as Izzy reached the door.
"Yes Dakota?"
"I'm sorry you had to go through that."
Izzy looked at the door, a tear falling from her eye. "Yeah. I am too."
Confessional: Tragedy in the bathroom.
Izzy: I regret being with Owen, since he wasn't the boy I thought he was, but dad lost a lot of respect I had for him. He did treat Dawn worse though, despite how much it hurt when he abused me…
(Lewis' Quarters: Pinkie's Room)
Pinkie woke up in a cold sweat. She had had a terrible nightmare, one that actually wasn't caused by Val. This one was about her dismantling her friends and hanging their body parts around her room. The thing that woke her up was that she enjoyed it.
She slipped out of bed and walked to her bathroom. She went to the sink and turned on the facet. She sighed as she splashed water on her face.
This wasn't her first nightmare. She had had one for each night since episode two. She knew why, but she didn't show it. The last thing she wanted was Lewis knowing. She loved his concern for her, but Lewis would over-react about the whole thing. She had herself under control.
Pinkie splashed more water on her face and glanced into the mirror. And she quickly stifled a scream. Instead of her own reflection, a person with the same features stared back at her. The creature's hair was flat and her eyes glowed evilly. She had a wicked smile on her face, staring out at Pinkie.
"Think a little water will make you forget what you are?" the reflection said to her.
"I know what I am. And you aren't it," Pinkie said, although sounding fearful.
"Is that confidence?" the reflection scoffed. "We can't have that, now can we?"
"You aren't in control. I am," Pinkie said, trying to remain calm.
"You are nothing without me!" the reflection screamed. "I am you! I know everything you do! Without me, you would still be living in that #$% hold!"
"You think torturing everyone in that sick alternate dimension was helping me?" Pinkie asked, disgusted. "You think that me watching everyone suffer because of me helped me?
"Yes," the reflection said with a smirk. "It is all quite enjoyable to watch."
Pinkie resisted crying. "You are sick Pinkamena! Sick and twisted!"
"Exactly. But it makes me wonder," Pinkamena said with a sadistic smile on her face. "If I'm you, then what does that make of you? There's a storm coming Pinkie Diane Pie. And you will be sorry by the end of it." The sadistic version of Pinkie vanished as Pinkie let out a really well deserved cry.
(Val's Dream)
Geoff was walking through a dark void of darkness. He was wondering where he needed to go when he saw someone ahead. He continued forward to find Val standing in front of him. "Dude, where are we?" Geoff asked.
"Home," Val said. "You were killed earlier today. I'm sorry."
Geoff looked at Val for a second then just smiled. "It's ok dude. It was my time. But it's just one huge party after death, right?"
Val looked at Geoff grimly. "I'm afraid Hell isn't like that Geoff. You go where you are meant to go and you suffer."
Geoff's smile slowly turned into a frown. "What?"
"I'm sorry Geoff. Your crimes are unforgivable. I tried speaking up for you, but the council has spoken. Because of what you have done, you will be punished."
"But I wanted to fix everything! You heard me talking!" Geoff exclaimed.
"And I expressed that to the council. But they said it doesn't matter, that you have committed sins too great to be forgiven. I'm sorry Geoff." Geoff was about to beg for forgiveness when there was a bunch of static. His dream faltered and he started to wake up.
Geoff was thrown awake. He looked around and saw Val asleep nearby. He sighed and got up to leave. As he went to leave, someone rustled. He turned to see Noah looking at him. "Bad dream?" he asked.
"It was nothing," Geoff said, trying to forget.
"I bet it was," Noah said. "Don't look on the bad things Geoff. You're only bad if you choose to indulge it."
"When did you become considerate?" Geoff asked.
Noah chuckled. "Who said I was considerate? Let's just say I know what you feel and don't want you to think about it. Now go on to the Confessional. I'm sure you have something important to say." Noah went back to sleep, leaving a shocked Geoff to go off.
Confessional: Does Noah have a… heart? *gasp*
Geoff: When did Noah start caring? Never mind. Either way, he's right. Forget the dream. I can still fix things with everyone, no matter what happens after death. First things first is with Courtney. Then I'll work on Bridgette.
Vallowsmeir: Strange. Someone disrupted the dream. I wonder who it could've been. Only a demon with a high psychic ability could have broken the link I had with Geoff. Something's off here…
Noah's Flashback #2: Losing Carolina (Two weeks before Total Drama All Stars)
"I don't believe this! You're going on that stupid show again?" asked a girl with blonde hair. She had a round shaped head and beautiful blue eyes. She was wearing a short sleeved gray and pink shirt with blue jeans. She had a scowl on her face.
"No! But knowing Chris, he'll find a way to get me on it," Noah mumbled. Both people were in a giant library, Noah sitting in an arm chair reading.
"We made a deal Noah! I loved the year we had, but you're just going off again!" the girl yelled at him.
Noah sighed, closing his book. "I know. I hate it too. But I promise, this is my last season. I read my contract. Chris can't make me do more after five years. So if he forces me to do it, it will be my last."
"Noah, look. I care about you. But between finding the killer, the mysterious figure haunting you, and Total Drama, you don't have time for me."
"I'm trying Carolina, I am. But my life is #$% up right now. After this show, I'll focus on you. I promise."
"Don't bother," Carolina mumbled. "I understand where you stand. I won't stand in your way." Carolina then left the library, leaving Noah to sigh in defeat.
"When did I become such a jerk?" he asked himself.
"Perhaps you have always been one," said a hoarse whisper.
Noah looked around the room, but he was alone. "Who said that?"
"No one you need to know about right now," the voice said. "I'm here because ofwhat happened to your dear, dear parents."
Noah shook in anger. "You killed my parents?!"
The voice chuckled. "Of course not. I'm not an evil being. However, I do suspect who did it, if that means anything to you."
"Who?" Noah asked urgently.
"For me to know and you to eventually find out," the voice said. "When Total Drama comes around, go onto the season. You might just find who you're looking for."
"What's that's supposed to mean?" Noah asked. But the voice did not respond, leaving Noah in deep thought.
(The Devil's Bargain)
Mr. Coconut, who found Cody's discovery the previous day, was looking around the room hidden behind the door. It didn't lead to where Chris was like Cody thought, but there was a giant room behind with many different things inside.
"A perfect place for an idol," Mr. Coconut had said before he began his search. He had searched all night and had found nothing. He banged on the wall in frustration.
That was all fate needed. The area Mr. Coconut punched busted open, showing a hidden part of the room. Mr. Coconut cocked his suit a bit and reached inside. He felt something wooden and pulled it out. Upon inspection, it looked like the Lewis Idol.
"Not the best idol, but it'll do alright," Mr. Coconut said. Not having anywhere to put it, he looked around and spotted a small purse. He grabbed it and slipped it inside.
At that moment, Chris' voice rang out. "Now then, nut from the grave, please get off my ship."
"Why? I'm not done here yet," Mr. Coconut said.
"My ship. Plus, I gave you a very rare please. And the common courtesy of letting you find something to carry the idol in. So, that being explained, get off my ship!"
"You missed the please," Mr. Coconut mumbled as he ducked out of the room and walked toward the tube.
Confessional: Chris always yells when someone finds something.
Mr. Coconut: While the Lewis Idol isn't a very powerful Idol to have, I can still use it to my advantage tonight. I can't carry it around with me forever, mostly because I don't have pockets.
(Hall of Banishment)
"Why is it that this place is so relaxing to me?" Lewis said to himself. He was resting on the box he was the other day, staring at the ceiling. "I love my job, but this place seems to make it all worth it. I wonder why that is."
"Maybe it's your Place of Peace?" Dawn said, entering the hall.
"Nowhere is truly peaceful. Where ever I am, chaos follows," Lewis said with a sigh. "Alone today?"
"Yeah. Mike's busy with his alters, Zoey and Cameron are helping him, B is working on one of his projects, and Larry is strategy talking with Shrub."
"Finally listening to my plant, is he?" Lewis said with a chuckle. "You should too."
"Larry had the translator fixed so only he can hear Shrub," Dawn pointed out.
"Who said anything about listening to him in English?" Lewis said. Dawn could have sworn he was giving her a hint, but it was soon forgotten when Mr. Coconut clambered out of the tube.
"Your uncle needs a crash course on manners," Mr. Coconut grumbled. He turned to see Dawn was in the room as well. "What's she doing down here?"
"Talking to me," Lewis said.
"Hmm," Mr. Coconut said, eyeing Dawn. He walked to leave the hall when Dawn stopped him.
"What's with the purse?" she asked.
"Nothing that involves you," he said, leaving the hall as fast as he was able.
Confessional: I can speak wood.
Dawn: Was Lewis giving me a hint? He's legally not supposed to do that. I'll pretend I didn't hear it for a while, but if necessary, I'll use the info inside it.
Mr. Coconut: Perhaps Lewis is more bias than anyone suspects. If Dawn knows more than we do, then she needs to disappear. Fast.
(Mess Hall)
The contestants were eating their breakfast. It was unusually quiet, not a lot of conversations going on. About twenty minutes of silence, Lewis walked in with his Uncle Slender not far behind. "Good morning contestants. Sleep well?"
"Why is your uncle here?" Courtney asked. "If his creepy daughter is coming back, then I'm out of the challenge."
"I take offense to that," Slender growled into everyone's heads. "For your information, I only get to see her three days a month outside her asylum. I spent my days already."
"Before we got off topic, let's focus on today's challenge," Lewis said. "Slender is here to explain the rules for the challenge. I would have Pinkie do it, but she took a sick day. I have to go see what's wrong, so Slender will take you down to the holodeck. Any questions?" No one had any, making Lewis nod. Before he continued, he frowned. "Wait a moment. We seem to be missing Dakota."
"She's still in the bathroom," Izzy said. "She said she wasn't doing the challenge today."
Lewis thought for a moment before nodding. "Since the breakup was terrible, I'll allow it. Plus, it'll balance the teams out. Alright then. Meet Slender down at the holodeck in fifteen minutes." Lewis then left the room, Slender just vanishing from sight.
Confessional: Can wood get sick?
Dawn: Pinkie sick? That's like saying Izzy's sane. I wonder what could make Pinkie sick.
Courtney: Slender's hosting this challenge? If it has to deal with another freak family member, I'm done with this #$% game!
Cody: I survived Slender's daughter once. If he's throwing another horror challenge at us, I'm sure I can do it again.
(Holodeck)
The contestants had finished their breakfast and were standing in the holodeck. The scene seemed to be a factory-like building, with several jumps and hiding places all around. Off to one side was a giant open field with a bunch of rubber balls. Past the field was a forest.
"Welcome to a challenge Lewis would succeed at. It's a TDI classic and if I remember correctly, the Killer Bass won it," Slender said.
"Wait, are we redoing dodge ball?" Duncan asked excitedly.
"In a sense. I have added several twists, so I would be wise to listen," Slender advised. "The rules from the first season apply to this season. You get hit by a ball on the other team, you're out and are immediately transported outside the holodeck and into the Mess Hall."
"You catch a ball and you're safe. However, the person who threw it is not out like in the first season."
"All of the contestants will play in one game. The last person standing wins the challenge."
"There are no set sides. Run wherever you wish to run."
"And that's all I have. Any questions?" Slender asked. When no one had any, Slender pulled two boxes from behind his back. "Time to choose a box. Trent, it's your turn. A or B?"
Trent thought a moment before saying, "I choose letter A." Slender tossed the box to Trent while throwing the other to Beth. Trent opened his to find a black ball with green lines all around it. Beth opened hers to find… nothing.
"What gives?" Beth asked angrily.
"Your gift was too big to put in the box," Slender explained. He pointed to the side of him, showing a gun which could hold several different dodge balls at once. Beth smirked as she saw her new toy.
"Now, I guess you may begin when I blow the air horn," Slender said, reaching out for an air horn. "Also, once I blow this air horn, you will each have ten minutes to grab some balls and run. Then, when I blow the air horn again, you may start battling it out." Slender then blew the air horn, sending all the contestants running to the dodge balls.
"So, who will win? Will Dakota get to feeling better? Will Lewis figure out what is bothering Pinkie? And who will be voted off? Find out after the break."
Confessional: Oh so many jokes I can make about dodge balls!
Duncan: Last time we had a challenge like this, I was asleep through half of it. This time, I'm going to bring on the hurt!
Larry: How interesting. Back at my island, my people used to play a version of dodge ball, except we used rocks, pineapples, and coconuts. I was the best at it back at home. Hopefully I'll be able to score victory today.
BN: Who doesn't love a wonderful game of dodge ball? Little known fact: Dodge ball is the only sport I actually enjoy. So, like it? Hate it? Eh? Tell me about it. Till next time, Lewis is out!
Next Time: The contestants duke it out in a battle of dodge. Lewis tries to learn why Pinkie is sick and also receives some hate mail. Dakota also has trouble in the bathroom. One team loses and someone is voted off in the most dramatic ceremony I've written so far!