Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama.
Note: Sorry for the wait! I've been studying for my exams and didn't have as much time as I would have liked. But I've managed to find some time to work on this chapter and finish off the fifth episode. Another camper will be eliminated and bring the total down to twenty two … who will it be? Read on to find out!
I know a naughty word that rhymes with camping…
(Wacky Weasels)
The Wacky Weasels were sitting around the fire at their camp; they were currently eating a dinner of fruit, fish and deer. The deer had been supplied by Xadrian; he had gone hunting and bought back a 'good catch' which had both fed the team and majorly pissed off Betilla. Edith and Ivy had already turned in for the night; the sun had pretty much set and it would likely be dark within the hour.
"I can't believe you! You killed a poor innocent deer! How could you!?" Screamed Betilla. "You're lucky I'm not on the job at the moment!"
"What job?" Asked Quadesh curiously. "I'm impressed you've got employment."
"Super villain." Stated Betilla.
"… And all feelings of impressment have promptly vanished." Muttered Quadesh.
"It ain't th't big'a deal; it di'n't suffer an' ah made sure th't it weren't pregnant or nuthin'. Ah th'nk it w's an old'un so it ain't like ah kill'd a y'ng'un." Stated Xadrian. "Mah j'b w's ta get an'th f'd ta feed tha team and ah th'nk ah succ'd'd at th't."
"But you hurt an animal! That is completely inexcusable and vile!" Growled Betilla.
"An' what'f ya were stranded din'tha desert w'th only an an'mal ta eat; would ya willingly st'rve ta death?" Inquired Xadrian. "Ya gots ta eat; th're ain't no way ar'nd it."
"Yeah, well … you're a steak!" Retorted Betilla.
"How did you kill the deer anyway?" Asked Mist quietly.
"Ah j'st tackled it an g'v it'ta quick st'b, it din't feel'a th'ng." Assured Xadrian.
"You know guys, since we're camping and sitting around a fire … maybe we should tell some ghost stories?" Suggested Harvey to change the subject.
"Sure, ah kn'w a pretty good'n." Nodded Xadrian.
"No!" Yelled Betilla.
"Yeah, I think that your story might be a tad scary." Agreed Mist.
"… If ya d'n't wanna hear it ah w'n't force ya." Shrugged Xadrian.
"I have a pretty good story." Offered Donald. "And it's a true story … because it happened to me five months ago at a party; it was the most terrifying moment of my life."
"I'd like to hear it." Smiled Yoko. "Who else agrees that Donald should tell his story?"
"I don't mind." Shrugged Quadesh.
"As long as it has some comedic elements to it." Stated Joanne. "I prefer funny stories to grim and dreary ones."
"I'd rather we just ate our dinner quietly; but since I'm outvoted I'll just listen quietly." Said Tilly while twisting her left arm way past a full rotation.
"Ok Donald, start whenever you're ready." Smiled Yoko.
Donald nodded and cleared his throat.
"Ok, so I'm at this party, right, and I'm at the snack table getting myself some orange juice; suddenly I feel like I'm being watched. I look around and see a girl looking at me. She was practically salivating and I nervously waved at her … she was about thirteen by the way and like everyone at the party she was quite well off. I waved her over and introduced myself … big mistake." Began Donald.
(Confessional: Long story short, Donald met a 'Sierra'.)
Joanne: (She is wide eyed). There wasn't anything funny about that! Still, I wonder if Donald and Yoko are allied; she was the first one to agree to him telling a story … just another alliance I'll have to monitor.
Harvey: I may like girls, but not girls like that.
Quadesh: (She looks disturbed.)… I feel genuine sympathy for Donald; that sounded traumatic.
Donald: It's a pretty bad memory, but if I keep the others amused then they won't vote for me. I have Yoko on my side, but I'm not assuming anything.
Tilly: … That story was stupid.
Donald had been telling his story for the past ten minutes; some of the others looked scared, others passive, some creeped out … and Tilly looked rather bored.
"So then she forces me against the wall of the closet and tries to take off my shirt and then-." Said Donald before being interrupted by Tilly.
"Donald, this is supposed to be a scary story." Stated Tilly.
"Well it was pretty scary for me; I thought I was going to die." Stated Donald. "Not to mention how scary it was when my little sister walked in on us … I've never been more thankful to have siblings, though I do wonder if she might have been corrupted."
"So what happened to this crazy girl?" Asked Betilla curiously.
"I think she was put to work cleaning up after the horses on her family's estate." Said Donald with a chuckle. "Serves her right; I honestly thought it was the end of the line for me … wouldn't be the first time."
"Have you ever gotten seriously hurt?" Asked Yoko in concern.
"Many times, but I'm so accustomed to pain that it doesn't bother me much. It hurts like buggery, but I can take a lot of pain before I get knocked out." Explained Donald. "Anybody got any other stories?"
"Once ag'n ah gots a g'd st'ry." Offered Xadrian.
"No!" Declared Betilla. "Yours would be about animal abuse!"
"It's act'ly 'bout an itchy h'tchh'ker." Stated Xadrian.
"I've got a question; who are we going to vote off if we lose?" Asked Joanne. "If anybody wants me to vote with them as a voting block then I will."
"We don't need to talk about that since we're not going to lose." Assured Harvey. "Our team name might as well be the Wacky Winners!"
"It never hurts to be prepared though." Replied Joanne.
"If Xadrian wasn't my team mate." Thought Quadesh to herself. "You strategize so much that it's kind of scary."
"You call it scary, I call it efficient." Shrugged Joanne. "Not that you'd know about that."
"Runt." Scowled Quadesh. "You're a clown."
"Don't mention clowns, I'm scared of those." Frowned Joanne.
"Really?" Asked Harvey. "But they're funny."
"I just find them creepy due to the excess face paint and wacky hairstyles." Murmured Joanne.
"I can understand that." Said Mist comfortingly. "I bet we all have a personal fear."
Quadesh seemed to realise something and then spoke up.
"I'm scared of cats." Said Quadesh calmly. "They're … disturbing."
"I'm kinda afraid of vultures." Admitted Harvey,
"You want scary, try that crazy girl who tried to make me her husband before I'm even in high school." Shuddered Donald.
"I'm scared of the Colonel from KFC." Admitted Betilla.
"What's KFC?" Asked Yoko curiously.
"It's a satanic vile and horrid fast food restaurant; when I finish super villain school and learn how to make bombs I'll blow it to kingdom come … that's in the amazon right? Point is, don't eat there. The colonel is the vile human who founded it and he treated the poor chickens very badly." Explained Betilla. "Are you scared of anything?"
"Well … I really don't like thunderstorms." Admitted Yoko. "And they aren't that uncommon where I live. Sure, I have shelter … but the noise that they make isn't very nice…"
"I just thought of something; if you've lived in a remote part of China all of your life then how come you can speak perfect English?" Inquired Tilly.
"Several of the grandmasters are fluent in it and the students are taught how to speak it from an early age; it's something I was naturally good at." Shrugged Yoko. "Still, I speak Chinese more comfortably and you've probably noticed my rather obvious accent."
"Ah th'nk th't mine is m'r not'cible." Mused Xadrian. "And j's so w'r cl'r, ah'm scared o' mah pappy getting' hurt; he's tha only fam'ly ah've g't l'ft."
"What about your mum?" Asked Quadesh.
"She ain't r'nd these p'rts no more." Said Xadrian with clear implication. "So T'lly, you sc'red o' anythin'?"
"I'd rather not say; there might be another fear challenge." Said Tilly logically.
"It can't be as bad as my fear … fear itself." Admitted Mist.
"Well … fine, but if there's a fear challenge then don't say I didn't warn you. I really don't like vomit." Muttered Tilly.
"Vomit?" Repeated Harvey. "Any reason why?"
"Because it's disgusting, full of germs and absolutely foul. My little brother vomited on me once … it was horrible." Shuddered Tilly.
"There, there." Said Harvey comfortingly.
"So, while we're on the subject of sharing our fears, maybe we could share our strategies?" Suggested Joanne.
"That's quite a personal question in the context of the game." Stated Donald. "It's like asking somebody their morals … according to Ned I'm Lawful Neutral."
"Humans are too complex to fit their morality into categories." Scoffed Quadesh. "But you can tell a lot about a person by the company that they keep. It's a way of getting good publicity."
"We all know that Xadrian would be evil though." Added Betilla.
"Ya th'nk th't bothers me?" Asked Xadrian. "I'm more conc'n'd with stayin' al've th'n ah am w'th g'd and ev'l. 'Sides, ah h'v a mor'l compass, I j'st d'n't oft'n fit in w'th ta crowd."
"Maybe we should go to bed." Suggested Joanne. "It's getting late and we'll need to be well rested for the trek back to camp."
"Good idea; everyone pick a tent buddy … besides Mist since she's sleeping under the stars. Don't know why, but I won't stop her." Said Tilly.
"It relaxes me." Stated Mist.
"It relaxes me that I lied about my fear and won't have to face it." Thought Quadesh.
(Confessional: Camping can be dangerous, we all remember the Sea Bear from SpongeBob, right?)
Yoko: When I was being taught English I learnt several words I am forbidden from saying, such as #bleep# … oops. Grandmaster Fong is gonna be mad at me for that… (Yoko gulps)
Mist: If there is a fear facing challenge I'm not gonna be much help; I'll have to hope that Quadesh can help me out if I really mess up. Hopefully my lucky beret will give me good luck.
Donald: I have nothing to worry about; even if there is a fear challenge, how will Chris get Daria Davis to the island? Last I heard she was getting therapy for her stalking urges. I've got nothing to worry about. (Subtitles appear which say 'how very wrong he is').
Tilly: I hope this doesn't come back to bite me; if I failed my challenge I'd need to pass the target onto someone else … good thing I've got plenty of allies and a firm foothold in the contest huh?
Xadrian: In mah p'nion g'd 'n e'vil ar' irrel'vant; wh't matt'rs is protectin' those th't ya care 'bout.
Edith and Ivy were in their tent; they were each inside a sleeping bag facing each other on opposite sides of the tent. Edith was applying some lotion to her arms while Ivy was simply lying down and looking up at the 'ceiling' of the tent.
"It's been a good day today; that hike through the woods was quite enjoyable and dinner was very nice; I've always been fond of fish … Xadrian didn't have to kill the deer, but I guess he was just doing it to feed us … all in all a good day." Said Ivy in content.
"I agree; I didn't even catch the sun." Nodded Edith.
"Then why are you putting lotion on yourself?" Asked Ivy.
"It's soothing and will prepare me for the morning sun." Explained Edith. "You know, since you like ice and cold so much I'd have thought you would hate warm weather."
"It's true that I prefer things to be cold, but I don't hate hot weather or anything." Stated Ivy. "But what I do hate is having to wait for this upcoming date; I'm really looking forward to it!"
"I'm sure you'll have a great time." Smiled Edith.
"You bet I will; I'm gonna be back to being boy crazy in full force!" Cheered Ivy before seeming to recall something. "By the way, you said earlier that you're scared of fire and that you'd tell me why. Think you can tell me now?"
"Sure, I guess now is as good a time as any." Nodded Edith as she finished rubbing in the lotion. "Well, as you know … I don't like fire or indeed anything with a lot of heat since I'm very sensitive to it for obvious reasons. When I was in kindergarten at the age of five … well, the place caught fire due to an accident in the kitchen."
"Oh no! Was everyone ok?" Asked Ivy in concern.
"Well, nobody died, but somebody got hurt … and it was very nearly me." Admitted Edith. "Basically the main exist as unreachable and we had to go to the fire exit … and I got separated. I couldn't quite find the fire exit due to me being very young and also … unable to read. I ended up going to a door with a lot of fire behind it. Had one of the other kids not pushed me out of the way and took the blast … I'd have been charbroiled."
Ivy was silent as Edith continued.
"I haven't seen that girl ever since that day, but if I ever do I'd love to tell her how thankful I am to her, I truly owe her one." Said Edith while adjusting her sunglasses. "And that's why I'm scared of fire."
"Whoa … that's both cool and scary." Noted Ivy. "Wait, hang on … you couldn't read when you were five? Most kids I knew were able to my then."
"… Can you keep a secret?" Requested Edith.
"Of course." Nodded Ivy.
"… I can't read." Admitted Edith. "I'm pretty awful at spelling as well; I have a pretty bad case of Dyslexia."
"… You know, now that I think about it … that's not too shocking. After all, the spelling on the date poster was pretty bad, though I thought you did that on purpose." Recalled Ivy. "So, you can't even read those reading scheme books at school like Frog and Toad?"
"Nope, it just looks like a scramble of letters to me. I'm pretty thankful this is an alphabet season; I can just write down the letter that corresponds to who I want to vote off since I do know individual letters. It's not much fun … but I find it more embarrassing than shameful to be honest." Said Edith while fiddling with her sunglasses a bit. "Keep it to yourself alright?"
"Can do." Promised Ivy. "A secret told to me is a secret that will be kept secret."
"Thanks." Said Edith gratefully. "So … out of curiosity, what are you scared of?"
"Well … my fear is one that can come in many forms. I'm scared of public humiliation." Admitted Ivy. "The thought of many people laughing at me and me being an object of ridicule is pretty scary."
"What sorts of things do you fear most in the context of your fear?" Inquired Edith.
"Well … many really, but to name some examples I'd say having my diary read out, having my pants ripped off … or having to kiss a girl. Kissing a boy is fine, but not a girl. Any of those three things qualify as big public humiliation." Shuddered Ivy. "Good thing they won't happen."
"Exactly … unless there is a fear challenge, but Chris would need everyone to admit their fears so we should be safe." Assured Edith. "Well, goodnight Ivy, I'm gonna get some sleep now."
"I think I will too." Agreed Ivy as she and Edith settled down for the night.
(Confessional: Does that girl sound familiar to any of you?)
Edith: I try my best to read, but it's not something I can do. It's not upsetting or anything like that and I've come to accept it, but I do wish I could read Harry Potter and understand the source of the 'Pottermania'. The only thing I can do with books is look at the front cover; it's almost like it's taunting me in a way, like showing what I can't have. It's like having cake but not being allowed to eat it.
Ivy: Edith's a survivor indeed. I've kinda got a slight disability too; while she can't read, I can barely see four inches from my eyes without my glasses. Good thing I always carry two backup pairs on me just in case they get broken. It pays off to be prepared.
(Freaky Ferrets)
The twelve ferrets were sitting around their camp fire on either of logs, rocks or the ground and were telling stories to pass the time until it was time to go to bed. Currently Ricky was telling a story about an incident that he and some of his friends outside the show had gotten into.
"Even to this day I don't know what Ted was thinking, but apparently he thought it was a good idea start up Pablo's dad's fishing boat while no adults were on it … we were stuck out at sea for about two days with only a bug light to use for fishing. It was just me, Ted, Pablo, Jimmy and … another guy. Yeah, it wasn't easy and now I know to keep ignition keys away from Ted. Thank goodness the helicopter found us; we were running low on supplies and the only liquorice all sorts left were the nasty little black ones that nobody likes." Gagged Ricky.
"I so agree, those ones are gross." Agreed Zanna. "The nobbly ones are the best, particular the pink ones, they're lovely."
"Who was that other guy?" Asked Ub curiously.
"… Can't remember." Admitted Ricky. "I think it was … a homeless guy who snuck onto the boat."
Charles faintly frowned at this rather dumb lie while several other people raised their eyebrows.
"That sounds a bit … odd." Noted Ub.
"Keep in mind that Pablo is rich; the hobo probably wanted to steal something." Shrugged Ricky.
"Something on your mind Charles? You look a bit … miffed." Noted Ned.
"Huh? Oh, it's nothing. I was just recalling the time I got swirlied back in third grade." Stated Charles.
"Swirlies don't sound like much fun." Winced Kelly. "I'm thankful I've never been given one. It'd be great if everyone could just get along … but that's simple never going to happen sadly."
"You never know, there might be peace one day." Said Penta comfortingly.
"That's just foolish optimism … I love being optimistic, but there is a point where it becomes unrealistic." Sighed Kelly.
"Speaking of swirlies, it takes a real man to be able to give three people a swirly in the same toilet at the same time." Bragged Alfie.
"I think swirly is the best word to describe your intelligence level." Muttered Otis.
"I would have thought you'd like giving unmanly people swirlies." Frowned Alfie.
Otis shook his head.
"No; I cause mayhem and discord to stop things getting too boring or orderly, what you do is just plain bullying." Stated Otis.
"That's a tad hypocritical considering how you treat me." Frowned Sampson.
"Eh, tomato tomarto." Shrugged Otis. "It's hardly the same thing if the person in question is a jerk or truly has it coming; I wouldn't do anything to those who are overly sensitive or meek; if anything I just give people what they have coming to them and knock them off their high horse."
"Are you good or bad? I can't tell." Admitted Penta.
"Neither." Stated Otis. "So, anybody want to hear some ghost stories?"
"That sounds like fun." Nodded Ub. "Anybody here easily scared? If so you should go to bed so you don't get traumatised."
"I'm not scared; I'm too manly to get scared." Bragged Alfie.
"I'll listen, storytelling is always fun." Nodded Penta.
"It's not really my thing, but I'd rather not be left out." Stated Ned.
"I'll listen on one condition." Said Larry.
"What's that?" Asked Otis.
"Please do not include any zombies." Requested Larry. "Those things freak me out … not to mention that if you kill them they just get back up later as Crimson Heads if you don't burn them or blow off their heads."
"Zombies are awesome though." Frowned Otis.
"They also aren't real." Added Ricky. "But if anyone here is easily scared, why not get up and sit next to somebody you don't mind hugging up against?"
There was a moment of silence before Zanna got up and sat next to Charles.
"What can I say? I'm not exactly a brave fearless girl." Admitted Zanna.
"Since the story is likely going to have zombies I'll sit next to someone too." Said Larry as he got up and walked over to Penta. "Do you mind if I…?"
"Not at all." Assured Penta.
Larry sat down next to Penta and gave Otis the signal to start his story.
"One time in a forest much like this one there was a graveyard; it was misty and foggy and unless you had a compass you wouldn't make it ten feet without getting lost. One night in this forest a mad scientist unleashed a virus to turn the corpses into zombies and have his own personal army of free labour employees for his company named Parasol." Began Otis spookily.
(Confessional: Zombies, you either love them or hate them … or simply think they smell funny.)
Larry: Oh ja, zombies are so creepy; it all started when I played COD's zombie Nazi mode. They're scary and … no matter what you do they will get you eventually. The Crimsons Heads in Reside Evil certainly didn't help matters. (Larry shudders).
Alfie: (He is in a fetal position rocking back and forth while sucking his thumb.)
Ub: That was kinda creepy … still, it wasn't too bad. If anyone got reduced to tears and whimpers by a story they clearly aren't mature enough to be in this game. Then again, maybe I could get the weak ones on my side; people who are easily scared are good alliance mates since they'll never go against you.
Zanna: (She looks nervous).That was … very scary. I'm glad Charles was there to let me hide my face in his shoulder. I'm glad I won't be alone in my tent tonight. It's three to a tent since there are four tents and twelve of us.
Kelly: That was scary … but it's not the most scared I've ever been. I've seen scarier stuff.
Sampson: That was … something. (Sampson shudders). Still, with the way our team is acting it is clear were going to lose. Who should I vote out? I want to vote Otis out, but that's not gonna be easy. Maybe I could join Ub since he has an alliance. Who cares about what Charles and Ricky think? He'll appreciate the extra vote and it'll hopefully get rid of an annoyance or a threat.
"The zombies overran everyone, even Olympic runners. Not a trace of the living was left besides their bones." Said Otis hauntingly. "And through all this, the swings at the park next to the graveyard swung back and forth … and back and forth … and back and forth."
Otis finished his story; some of the campers clapped while Zanna whimpered a little, Alfie was wide eyed, Larry was holding Penta with a shiver and Gilda was still silent like she had been all day.
"… Did I scare you guys too much? Oops." Chuckled Otis awkwardly. "Then again, that is the point of a scary story."
"I hate zombies." Muttered Larry.
"We all have fears Larry; I'm scared of all kinda of squid and octopi for example." Said Penta gently.
"Any reason why?" Asked Larry curiously.
"I don't know you well enough to tell you." Stated Penta. "What about the rest of you guys? Do you have any fears?"
"At the risk of being hit by Mr. Happystick, my fear is blowfish due to how poisonous they are. I would not get anywhere near one regardless of if it was dead or alive." Stated Sampson.
"That's a pretty valid fear." Nodded Zanna. "Mine is a bit silly … I'm scared of my cell phone getting damaged."
"That's understandable, it means a lot to you." Assured Charles. "I'm scared of deep water; I'm a pretty lousy swimmer."
"For me my fear could only be snakes; they give me the creeps and they're just … pretty scary due to how scaly and poisonous they are. Black Mamba's are the worst, but all of them scare me." Shuddered Ricky. "What about you Gilda?"
"Playing King of the Castle." Stated Gilda.
"Why?" Inquired Ricky.
"I got very banged up the last time I played it." Stated Gilda.
Seeing that Gilda wasn't going to say anything else the conversation moved onwards.
"What are you scared of Alfie?" Inquired Charles. "And don't lie; we know you're scared of something."
"I'm scared of not being manly … specifically I'm scared of losing an arm wrestle against a nerd." Admitted Alfie. "Don't judge me! Judging people is not manly."
"I'm scared of falling." Confessed Ub.
"Personally I'm scared of bears; saw one on a hunting trip once, it was pretty scary to see one up close. I hope the bear on this island doesn't arrive at camp." Gulped Ned. "What about you Otis?"
"I'm scared of dinosaurs …specifically being chased by one." Stated Otis. "Let's just say it comes from watching Jurassic Park."
"What about you Kelly? What are you scared of?" Asked Larry.
"… Well … I really, really do not like being hit." Admitted Kelly. "A simple fear I know, but it still scares me."
"That's understandable; pain hurts." Nodded Larry. "That's kinda the definition of it in fact. What type of hitting do you mean? You mean like when a parent smacks a child for misbehaving, or getting beaten up?"
"The latter." Stated Kelly while looking at the stars. "Boy it's getting late; I think we should all head to bed. I think we'll need our energy for tomorrow and the sooner we head to bed the earlier we'll wake up. We don't want to vote someone off right?"
"Kelly's right." Nodded Penta. "We should think about turning in for the night."
"Way ahead of you." Said Sampson as he approached one of the tents and got inside it.
(Confessional: Tents are the worst form of shelter there is; they flood all the damn time!)
Sampson: I think that there might be a fear challenge in the future … but since everyone thinks I can't be voted out I'll just back out of it.
Otis: There sure is quite a variety of fears that we have. At least mine is extinct, but dino's still spook me. I have to wonder why Penta is scared of octopuses and squids … some kind of trauma maybe?
Penta: Ok, since I'm all alone in here … here's why I'm scared of those tentacle demons. See, when I was eight years old I had a few friends around for a sleepover; we were going to download a movie off of the internet to watch. It was some kind of anime that was comedic and full of fantasy and magic. Due to a bit of a mix up in spelling when we typed in what we wanted … we got something involving … tentacles. I was traumatised for weeks! I think our screams woke up the entire neighbourhood. Honestly, why would anybody want to watch that?
Kelly: I can go quite a while without sleep, so once everyone else is in dreamland I'll search for some idols; hopefully I'll find one.
(Wacky Weasels)
The team were all fast asleep as the moon was high in the sky; it was quite dark and the only light was coming from the stars, moon (which was actually reflected sunlight) and the campfire. While most of the team were sound asleep in their tents Mist was sleeping on her mat under the stars. She was whimpering in her sleep; it seemed like she was having a nightmare. She tossed and turned a bit while still remaining asleep.
"No … no … not the blades … no … stay back … spare me…" Mumbled Mist fearfully from within her dream world.
A few more moments of tossing and turning passed before Mist sat bolt upright and screamed.
"AAAARGHHHHHHHHH!" Screamed Mist in terror while breathing heavily.
Mist took a few deep breaths; her chocolate brown skin had gone a little paler and she was trembling a bit.
"I wish I had some of my herbal tea." Mumbled Mist quietly. "I hope I didn't wake anyone up…"
However, Mist seemed to have awoken someone. One of the tents unzipped and somebody stepped out from within it.
It was Quadesh.
Mist gulped as Quadesh approached her and looked down at her. She opened her mouth to speak, but Mist beat her to it.
"Oh I'm so sorry Quadesh; I didn't mean to wake you." Apologized Mist. "I had a nightmare and screamed because it was so scary … please don't be mad at me, I didn't mean to upset you. Don't hit me…"
Mist looked quite nervous about what Quadesh would do next. However, rather than slap Mist Quadesh knelt down so she was level with her alliance partner.
"Are you alright?" Asked Quadesh in concern. "You really screamed quite loudly; do you need me to get you anything?"
Judging by Mist's confused expression she hadn't expected this reaction.
"What's wrong? You look confused." Noted Quadesh.
"… I thought you were going to yell at me or slap me for waking you up." Admitted Mist.
"You had a nightmare; I'm not going to hold that against you. You've said before you have Dream Anxiety Disorder so it's not your fault. Veedle may slap you for it, but I won't. Why do you think I would slap you?" Asked Quadesh curiously.
"Well … you are quite rough and tough … and a bit moody … and you are a bit scary, no offense. I've really been trying to get on your good side because I don't want you to be mad at me." Mumbled Mist.
"Are you really scared of me?" Asked Quadesh quietly.
"I wouldn't say scared … more like slightly cautious." Admitted Mist.
"You're not alone in thinking that; lots of people fear me back home." Admitted Quadesh. "I'm naturally gruff and iron fisted … it makes people fear me and thus I get upset and more aggressive and more people fear me and … you get the idea. I admit I like to have power over people, but I don't want them to fear me … I'm no bully…"
"You're not a bully." Assured Mist. "A bully would be someone who picks fights with those weaker than them just to see them in pain for their own amusement. You aren't like that … right?"
"I hope not." Said Quadesh as she sat down next to Mist. "But enough about me, are you ok?"
"Yes, I feel better now … I just had another bad dream. I rarely have the same one twice … but that just means my mind creates more ways of scaring me." Sighed Mist. "Hey Quadesh, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure." Shrugged Quadesh.
"Why did you ally with me? I'm pretty meek and not really much use to somebody who wants power." Admitted Mist. "Did you just want me for my strength? Or do you want me as a friend?"
"… Like I said, I like having power. I wanted to create an alliance I could have full control over, but … it doesn't mean I won't treat you with the respect you deserve." Said Quadesh quietly. "Politics is about having power, and … I felt I could have power over you. But … I try and not get attached, but even so, I've come to kinda care about you … and believe me, that's an achievement. I understand that you're probably mad … but … there's no reason you can't be my alliance member and my friend … though I'm not really that good at getting sweet and friendly."
"You're doing a good job at the moment." Said Mist while adjusting her beret. "You know, I think this is the first time me and you have had a proper friendly conversation with no worries about the contest."
"Don't get used to it; if I let my guard down I'll get taken down." Stated Quadesh.
"What gives you that idea?" Inquired Mist.
"It's how society works." Shrugged Quadesh. "You either mistreat others or get mistreated. Not an ideal reality, but it is what it is."
"Do you want to change that if you get into power?" Asked Mist.
"… Yes; I'd be in charge obviously, but I could make things nice for my citizens. They need a leader they can rely on … and I'm that leader. Well, I will be if I get into office at least." Said Quadesh while looking up at the stars. "Not sure how many people would vote for me though.
"… I'd vote for you." Smiled Mist. "In fact, you could borrow my lucky beret if you want to improve your chances."
"… Thank you, I appreciate that." Nodded Quadesh. "Say, why is that beret lucky anyway?"
"Oh, it was a gift from my Grandmother." Explained Mist. "Her name was Dusk; she was very nice and taught me a lot about being a good Wiccan. She'd owned this beret since her childhood you know."
"Judging by the past tense … is she…?" Asked Quadesh hesitantly.
"Yes." Said Mist. "But, she's gone to a better place … much better if your view of the world is to be believed."
"Sorry to hear she's gone." Said Quadesh.
"It's fine, I've gotten over it." Assured Mist. "You know, sometimes I wonder if my meekness is annoying people; people who are nice, shy and nervous tend to annoy people sometimes."
"You're not annoying me." Assured Quadesh. "And again, that's saying a lot since I'm … grumpy."
"Being grumpy doesn't make you a bad person." Stated Mist.
"I know; just like having nightmares and being a bit shy doesn't make you bad either." Nodded Quadesh. "I really hope we win this challenge; I haven't won once yet … and victory means a lot to me. You know, while we're here alone … I lied about my fear earlier."
"Did you?" Inquired Mist.
"Yep … I'm … actually quite scared of failure." Whispered Quadesh. "But don't tell anyone."
"I won't." Assured Mist.
"Thanks." Nodded Quadesh. "Well, we'd best get some sleep. Are you gonna be ok out here by yourself? Or would you like to sleep in my tent?"
"… Could I bunk with you?" Requested Mist.
"Sure … but don't snore." Said Quadesh firmly.
"No worries, I don't snore." Said Mist. "Thanks for giving me some comfort."
"Eh, it's my job; I'm your leader and I've got to look out for you … lord knows you have a bit of trouble looking out for yourself." Chuckled Quadesh.
"Yeah … I do a bit." Agreed Mist.
With the conversation over Mist and Quadesh got up and entered Quadesh's tent. As they did so they didn't notice Tilly peeking out of her tent.
"That was quite sweet." Smiled Tilly.
(Confessional: Gee, even Quadesh can be sweet and soft … who knew?)
Quadesh: I'm not a softie, so don't even start on that. Yeah, I'm grumpy, antisocial, a tad mean and often quite spiteful … and yet, even I can be nice. It's simply that most people don't want to be my friend … if they judge me before knowing me then why the hell should I be friends with them? But Mist has gotten to know me … maybe I could take her to the finals after all…
Mist: Hmm, I didn't expect that … but that was a really nice conversation. I like to think everybody has good qualities … and Quadesh certainly does. I think I've found my BFFTROTS … Best Friend For The Rest Of This Show.
(Freaky Ferrets)
Kelly was awake and had been for about an hour now; she had been waiting for everyone to fall asleep. Thinking that she had waited long enough she silently got up, being careful not to disturb Penta and Zanna, and exited her tent.
"Now, where to go first." Pondered Kelly.
Kelly started to walk out of camp, but before she had gotten four steps a voice spoke up.
"Where are you going?" Asked Alfie as he walked up. "I don't think you're manly enough to go out in these woods by yourself."
Kelly froze; she'd been caught and needed an excuse. Then again, maybe Alfie wouldn't be so hard to trick?
"Oh … I needed to pee." Lied Kelly. "I didn't want to have an accident so I thought I'd go to the bushes."
"Good idea, wetting the bed is not manly." Agreed Alfie. "But are you sure you want to go alone? It's pretty dark out there and your manliness isn't even a four out of ten."
"Hang on, what are you doing out here?" Inquired Kelly suspiciously.
"Oh, I was watching the stars; it's a pretty manly hobbie." Stated Alfie. "It's nothing like wedging a womanly wimp, but it's still pretty cool."
"… If only I could live in your world." Sighed Kelly. "I'd be free of worry."
"I'm gonna be untouchable soon enough, I found a treasure in the river." Bragged Alfie. "I'm such a manly treasure hunter! Oh yeah! Ba-bang!"
"… What kind of treasure?" Asked Kelly curiously.
"I'm not showing you, you aren't manly enough." Stated Alfie.
"Well … it'd be extremely manly of you to show me; you'd be so manly you don't care about manliness, that's as manly as you can possible get." Said Kelly persuasively.
"Hmm … you've got a point. Ok, here it is." Said Alfie as he reached into his pocket and took out the Ezekiel idol. "Pretty cool huh? I forgot what this one does though."
Kelly was silent for a moment; she had an idea what she could do, but it was rather dishonest. But then again … her family needed the money.
"Oh, it's not really that good of an idol." Admitted Kelly. "Kind of a bad one."
"Really?" Blinked Alfie. "What does it do?"
"Well … if you play it then it'll make the user have to dress up in a bright pink speedo which, though giving increased mobility, also makes them about as manly as Barbie dolls." Lied Kelly.
There were a few moments of silence.
"Take it!" Shuddered Alfie while tossing the idol to Kelly. "I don't want anything to do with something so unmanly! Urgh!"
"It'll be hard, but I'll try my best to cope with it." Nodded Kelly.
"Good luck … and I hope the speedo looks good on you." Laughed Alfie as he headed back to his tent.
"Pervert." Frowned Kelly. "But thanks for the idol."
Kelly stuffed the idol into one of the pockets of her jacket and looked content.
"Good thing I've got deep pockets." Mused Kelly as she headed back to her tent.
(Confessional: What an idiot.)
Alfie: I don't want that thing anywhere near me! I'm at a point where I am so manly that I'm like a god among men; if I touched that thing for even a second longer I might be … only ninety nine percent manly. (Alfie shudders). Best not let Ub know about it, I don't want anyone thinking I'm a womanly wimp.
Kelly: (She twirls the idol around, which shows there is no hole on the base of it and thus it is real). If I recall correctly from day one … this idol stops two other people from voting at a ceremony. This should get me out of a tight spot. And with Yoko making a fake Chris Idol for me I might get a foothold in this game. I'm just lucky Alfie is as dumb as a sack of peanuts … no offense to him.
(Wacky Weasels)
Night had ended and the sun has rose into the sky; the Wacky Weasels were currently trekking through the woods on their way back to camp. They hadn't run into any problems so far and felt like they were making good time.
"I have to say Harvey, your clumsiness really came in handy." Noted Tilly. "It sure saved time in taking the tents down."
"Happy to help." Said Harvey cheerfully. "When it comes to breaking stuff my greatest weakness is actually my greatest strength. Hehuh!"
"Well keep doing as you are." Smiled Tilly. "But try not to trip too much, we need to get back to camp as quickly as possible."
"I'll try not to-wah!" Yelped Harvey as he tripped over and fell face first onto the ground. "I'm ok!"
"If ya w'nt ah c'd c'rry 'im. Th't w'y he c'dn't tr'p ov'r." Offered Xadrian.
"What did you say? You're accent was a bit strong for me to understand." Said Yoko apologetically.
"He offered to carry Harvey." Stated Betilla. "And for Harvey's sake I wouldn't recommend agreeing to it."
"Whatevs." Shrugged Xadrian indifferently. "It d'n't both'r me th't ya hate me, ah'm used ta pe'ple judgin' me befur th'y ev'n know me."
"I feel your pain." Nodded Donald sympathetically while quickly dodging a branch that fell from one of the trees.
"Disaster seems to be magnetically attracted to you." Noted Edith. "Maybe you could ask Chris for a helmet?"
"I think I will." Nodded Donald.
"It's a shame we didn't get any breakfast." Lamented Joanne. "I'm hungry; but hopefully there will be something tasty and filling back at camp."
"I hope so too; I'm not at the point of my Kung Fu training where I can fast for long periods of time." Agreed Yoko.
"Y'kn'w, ah c'd get'cha sum'thin ta eat if ya w'nt." Offered Xadrian. "Ah c'd get ya s'm meat … maybe a nice bit'ta rabb't?"
"How can you talk about killing like it's nothing?" Growled Betilla.
Xadrian gazed at Betilla coldly.
"List'n ya littl' br't, ah w'll adm't it ain't nice ta h'v ta k'll animals, and m'ybe fr't 'n veg is g'd f'r me, but ah ain't g't a choice. Ah have nothin' in the way'o m'ney 'n wealth, so ah gots to fight ta stay alive. To me it's either kill an animal and eat, or simply st'rve ta death. It ain't a nice real'ty, b't ah d'n't h'v lux'ries like you've g't. If ya d'n't like mah lifestyle, or me as a p'rson, th'n j'st shut yer mouth and don't st'rt a f'ckin fight!" Scowled Xadrian. "An' who'r you ta tell me I'm evil wh'n y'r a p'rt time sup'r villain?"
Everyone was silent in response to this.
"If ya n'd me th'n ah'll be leadin us back ta camp." Stated Xadrian as he marched ahead to the front of the group.
Once Xadrian was out of earshot Ivy turned to Betilla.
"I'm not saying killing animals is a good thing, but he does kinda have a reason … and you have kinda started a couple of fights with him. Please Betilla, try to keep yourself calm." Requested Ivy gently.
"… I'm sorry, it's just that animals mean a lot to me and I really can't ignore this." Apologised Betilla. "It's important to me and … I can't help myself."
"I understand what you mean; it's hard to back down when you truly believe in something." Nodded Edith.
"Exactly. But it won't matter much longer; if we lose Xadrian is gonna get the boot, and if we win he'll just get voted out the first time he is votable." Said Betilla confidently. "I mean, who else would logically get voted off? Nobody would vote for you two since you're both really nice."
"Thanks." Smiled Ivy.
"Keep it moving you three, no need to walk slow." Called Quadesh. "I'm pretty sure we can't win the challenge unless all of us cross the finish line, so stay close!"
"Quadesh is right, we don't want anyone getting lost in the forest." Agreed Mist.
(Confessional: Betilla can be mean … very mean, but she's still nice to her friends.)
Betilla: My daddy says I tend to get angry easily … but he also says I can be a little angel. I have a suspicion I might be bipolar … it'd explain the article I saw my mum looking at on the computer. I try to be calm, but when something angers me … I flip out. It's just that animal abuse makes my blood boil.
Harvey: I sure saved us some time; guess my clumsiness can be quite an asset. It was awesome that Tilly was impressed. But Betilla made a good point, who will we vote off if we lose? I honestly don't have a problem with Xadrian … eh, I'll let Ub decide.
Xadrian: Ah c'n underst'nd B'tilla's p'nt of view … b't ah j'st w'sh she c'd underst'nd mine.
(Freaky Ferrets)
The ferrets were walking through the woods, some of them faster than others. They had awoken at the crack of dawn, some rather unwillingly, and had quickly packed up camp and gotten moving. Currently they were enjoying a nice walk through the woods … most of them were anyway.
"This challenge is not manly at all." Whined Alfie. "It's too easy!"
"But an easy challenge means an easy victory." Stated Ub.
"I don't want a hand out." Shrugged Alfie.
"Even if the hand out got you closer to the prize?" Inquired Charles. "I wouldn't mind a hand out; I'm not that strong to be honest."
"That's because you only have a two out of ten score in manliness." Stated Alfie.
"I may not be manly and strong, far from it, but I still have brains." Frowned Charles.
"Brains are pointless." Shrugged Alfie. "Who would want to know that E is MC triangled … or something like that."
"Well if it comes down to a mental challenge come the finals I could beat you." Said Charles calmly. "Then again, if it involves strength, coolness or style … you'd probably win."
"Don't worry Charles, he's not getting to the finals." Assured Kelly. "I'd be very surprised if he made it to a single digit rank."
"Well I'm number one; if you need proof of how manly and awesome I am I'll be happy to give you proof." Bragged Alfie. "Are we there yet? I don't want to lose; losing is unmanly and bad for everyone."
"Exactly; anybody could go home … unless someone has the Chris Idol." Pointed out Zanna while texting on her phone. "Is it odd that I think Chris is handsome? I mean, DJ is totally the cutest guy ever, but Chris is kinda … studly."
"Nice to know you prefer older men." Snarked Sampson.
"I do not!" Blushed Zanna. "I just have a celebrity crush … on DJ since Chris kinda is a bit washed up."
"I wouldn't say that if I were you; it might get you on Chris's bad side." Cautioned Ned. "Then again, not many people are on his good side either … maybe Owen, but not many others."
"Speaking of the Chris Idol, don't you have it Otis?" Inquired Ub.
Everyone was silent as all eyes were on Otis.
"Possibly." Shrugged Otis. "Or maybe I don't. Who said I have it?"
"Charles and Ricky." Stated Ub.
"Oh right, that … I was lying." Stated Otis. "I just felt like causing some mayhem and unrest."
"So you don't have it?" Asked Ub to clarify.
"Nope." Shrugged Otis. "I have no idols on me at this moment in time. But Zanna does."
"We all know that Zanna does; but does anyone else … never mind, I doubt anyone has one." Decided Ub.
"None worth having." Agreed Alfie.
"What do you mean by that?" Asked Ub.
"I'll tell you tonight." Assured Alfie.
"I hope the fact we admitted our fears doesn't come back to bite us in the butt." Murmured Penta. "I don't want to go near anything with tentacles…"
"If Chris wants another of those challenges he'll need to know the fears of the other team; what are the chances of everyone admitted their fears on the same night?" Asked Ricky. "I'd say pretty low."
"Even so, don't tempt fate." Advised Ned. "It can have a cruel sense of humour."
"Actually it has a wonderful sense of humour; the trick is knowing how to take a joke." Stated Otis cheerfully.
"Can we stop for a rest?" Requested Sampson. "I don't do well with long walks."
"You can rest all you want when we get back to camp." Stated Larry. "Right now we need to get back to camp and win this challenge; too bad we can't hail a taxi."
"Well realistically how many taxis are there on an uninhabited island?" Asked Ricky.
"Exactly." Nodded Larry. "I just hope we aren't falling behind the other team."
(Confessional: It's going to be close; that much is certain.)
Larry: I know Otis doesn't have the Chris idol since me and Xadrian have it … but do any of the others, besides Zanna, have any idols? Alfie's comment makes me think that he might have one … if he does then it's just my luck; I only hope that he wastes it or somehow loses it, if he indeed has one. For all I know it could be a stick with a face on it like in that one season of Survivor.
Ub: I suspect Alfie might have found an Idol; if so then that's great. Still, what did he mean by one not worth having? Maybe it's one he deems useless. Well, idols are idols so I'll probably find a use for it either way. Good job Alfie. It'd be nice if I could win immunity a lot come the merge … but realistically I need an alliance and idols to survive. Good thing most of my alliance are somewhat dim-witted peons.
Zanna: It is my fault DJ is so snuggly and lovable? He's like a big teddy bear! And he's single … what? Lots of kids get crushes on older people around my age; show of hands, how many of you found Aladdin to be cute … well, the girls would. And guys, you all found Jasmine cute, right? C'mon, I'm not weird!
Otis: Ever heard of 'the boy who cried wolf'? I'm like that except I'm crying idol. If I say I have an idol but never do, then people won't believe me when I do have an idol and so they'll see me as a non-factor. Sometimes the simplest things are the best … and have the funniest outcomes. I just want to make people laugh.
Penta: Even if we lose, it's been a nice challenge. I quite like the great outdoors and camping is something I quite enjoy … too bad several of my friends back home think it's 'uncool' and 'smelly'.
(Camp Wawanakwa)
Chris was standing around the finish line looking at his watch; he was hoping that the tweens would arrive back at camp soon since he had a bubble bath to get too.
"Man, when are those kids gonna get back?" Asked Chris out loud. "I would have thought they'd be back by now; it's gonna be lunch time soon … I hope the bear didn't get them; it'd be great for ratings, but really bad for lawsuits."
Chris stood around for another minute looking somewhat impatient; thankfully for Chris's dwindling patience one of the teams ran out of the forest and over the finish line, some of the tweens faster than others. The winners of the challenge were…
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The Freaky Ferrets!
"Congratulations Freaky Ferrets; you are the winners on today's challenge and are immune from tonight's vote!" Announced Chris.
The Freaky Ferrets cheered and several of the tweens high fived each other.
"You guys are free to hang out around camp and do as you please. Meanwhile I'll wait for the Wacky Weasel's to arrive. Hopefully they won't take too long." Stated Chris.
With enough being said the Freaky Ferrets dispersed and headed off to hang out together.
(Confessional: This round goes to the ferrets! Eleanor would be happy.)
Alfie: Yeah, I totally carried by team to victory. It's thanks to my pure manliness that they were able to survive. I bet they're gonna want my autograph soon enough.
Larry: It's great that I'm safe, but maybe it would've been better if my team lost. Only that I'm no target and Xadrian will have to play the Chris Idol … hopefully we'll find it again before long.
Ned: Well that went well … it's cool that I haven't lost once yet, but hopefully nobody will be jealous; since we won this means Betilla and Quadesh haven't been immune once so far.
Kelly: Awesome! Me and Penta are safe and I've got an idol … I just hope that Yoko will be alright.
A few minutes later the Wacky Weasels ran out of the woods and over the finish line; they hadn't seen the Freaky Ferrets arrive and thus they look hopeful.
"Wacky Weasels … sorry to say it, but you are today's losing team." Stated Chris.
"Dammit!" Cursed Quadesh. "Can't I just win once? It's that so much to ask?"
"There, there Quadesh, I'm sure you'll win immunity next time." Said Mist gently.
"You guys will be attended the next ceremony at the S.S Elimination. You have until tonight to decide who you're going to vote off." Stated Chris. "Until then you may relax … and for one of you it'll be your final day on the island."
"I know exactly who I'm voting for." Said Betilla in satisfaction.
"An' ah kn'w 'zactly who's getting' mah vote." Agreed Xadrian with a frown. "Ah'll see ya'll later, ah gots some business ta t'k c'r off."
Xadrian took his leave and the rest of the campers began to disperse as well.
"Oh, that reminds me, we've got to check the list of names for your date." Recalled Edith. "Ready Ivy?"
"You bet!" Nodded Ivy eagerly.
(Confessional: Will this ceremony be predictable or surprising?)
Xadrian: Ah ain't worried since ah've g't tha Chris Idol. Ah'm hopin' that every'n w'll vote fur me so that ah'll be able ta elim'nate B'tilla w'th a s'ngle v't. 'Coruse, if a few others v't with me th'n ah w'n't c'mplain.
Betilla: The time has come for justice to be served!
Ivy: This is so exciting; I wonder how many people signed up … hopefully a few!
Quadesh: I just want to win immunity once; I know I'm not the target tonight, but I still want to have a victory in my name. I finished nearly last in the first challenge and in every team challenge I've always been last. It's not fair… (Quadesh sniffles).
Tilly: I think it's clear that Xadrian is going, and I won't try and change that outcome … but I still have a plan on how to make things go smoothly for me tomorrow. And honestly, Quadesh shouldn't take it that hard, she's not getting voted out so why worry?
(Mess Hall)
Edith and Ivy approached the sign-up sheet; Ivy was practically bouncing in excitement while Edith was happy to see her best friend happy. Edith took the paper off the wall and smiled.
"Looks like a number of people signed up." Noted Edith. "Want me to read them out to you?"
"Actually, can I read it?" Requested Ivy.
"Sure." Nodded Edith as she passed Ivy the paper.
"Ooo, this is good! Otis, Ub, Xadrian, Ned, Alfie … err…" Trailed off Ivy with a giggle.
"What is it?" Asked Edith.
"I didn't know you liked me like that." Giggled Ivy.
"What do you mean?" Blinked Edith.
"Your name is on the list … something you're not telling me?" Asked Ivy.
Edith looked embarrassed.
"No, no, no. I think somebody must have signed my name on the sheet as a prank; I assure you that I like boys." Said Edith honestly.
Ivy nodded in understanding.
"Well, it should be a good blind date. You get the draw started up and we'll pick out a name for tonight." Smiled Ivy. "Boy, I feel really … warm all of a sudden. Eh, probably because it's summer."
"Hello girls." Greeted Betilla. "Do you know who you're voting for at the ceremony? Because if not I invite you to join me in voting off Xadrian. Everyone else will be."
"Sure, you can count on us." Nodded Ivy. "But … Xadrian put his name down on the blind date list."
"No worries, I'm sure a lot of better picks signed up." Assured Betilla. "Anyway, glad to have you girls on board. Tonight justice will be served … with a side of salad!"
"If you say so." Chuckled Edith with a playful role of her eyes.
(Confessional: If only you could sign up for free money…)
Edith: I hope Ivy enjoys her date; if she doesn't get back to normal after this I might start getting worried. I do have a habit of worrying sometimes. Still, who put my name down? … Oh, it was Otis! He wrote two names down; he must have put my name down for fun. What a sneak!
Ivy: I wonder if I should wear a fancy outfit; when my mum and dad were dating they tended to dress up fancy for their dates. … I should have bought my princess costume.
Ub had gathered Charles, Harvey and Ricky in one of the rooms of the boy's building.
"Good work men, we did good in the challenge today … sorry that you cannot share our victory Harvey, but I'm sure you tried your best." Said Ub. "But now you are able to cast a vote to eliminate someone."
"I think I'll vote for Xadrian; not because I don't like him, but because pretty much everyone is gonna vote for him; no point fighting an inevitable outcome, right?" Nodded Harvey.
"Good point." Agreed Ricky.
"Actually, I have a better idea." Mused Ub. "Why don't you vote for Mist?"
"Why would I vote for her? She's a sweetheart." Frowned Harvey. "And one vote isn't going to eliminate someone."
"I know, but voting her out isn't the point." Stated Ub.
"Then why vote for her?" Asked Charles. "Generally in reality TV you vote for somebody for the purpose of getting them out."
"I know, but I have a plan. We want Quadesh on our side right? Well, Mist is, from what I know, her right hand girl. If you vote for her she'll end up in the bottom two and this will put Quadesh on alert; perhaps then she'll join us. It's not a vote to eliminate, but rather a vote for expansion. Maybe it'll scare Mist … but really, what doesn't? Trust me Harvey; you've got nothing to worry about. I know you hate strategizing so I'll make the moves for you. You in?" Asked Ub.
"… Well, ok. I know I'm not getting voted out and Xadrian is, so I guess it's fine." Agreed Harvey. "By the way, I think I might have been able to get Tilly to join us. She showed interest in being in our alliance. That's good right?"
"Good work Harvey." Nodded Ub. "But like all allies outside of us, she'll be cut before the final four. But she'll have a place at the merge; that ok?"
"Sure … I guess so." Agreed Harvey. "So, now that we've made our plan … what now?"
"I guess we can just relax; it's a simple vote and a simple plan, so there's no need to strategies anymore. Maybe we can make a sandcastle or something." Shrugged Ub. "And while I'm thinking out loud, I might get a date with Ivy. I have no real interest in dating, but if it makes her happy, then I can go through with just one date."
"Good on you Ub." Smiled Charles. "A good deed is its own reward."
"I would have signed up, but I've already got a girlfriend and I don't want to make her mad … she can be quite feisty, and I love her for that." Chuckled Ricky.
(Confessional: Strategy and romance … odd combination.)
Ub: When people worry then they stop thinking straight and do stupid things. It's why I keep a firm hold on my emotions and why I don't get carried away. I can't say the same for my allies, but I won't stop them from having fun and getting cuddly with the girls, it'll just make things easier for me. Even so, it is impressive Ricky has a girlfriend already … I guess girls like mechanics. Believe me though, I'm no expert on girls; I like to think I'm smart, but they are one area of 'study' that I cannot master.
Harvey: I think Ub's plan to make Quadesh panic is a bit mean, I'll be sure to have a talk with him about it later … but until then I'm just gonna have some fun. Maybe me and Tilly could go for a walk on the beach. If she's gonna be in our alliance then maybe I should get to know her better … well, truth be told I'd have hung out with her anyway even if Ub wouldn't let her in. He can decide my strategy, but not my friendships.
Donald and Yoko were sitting next to each other on the dock looking out at the waves.
"I've never been to a beach before … or any sort of island; I live pretty far inland … it's really nice here." Mused Yoko.
"Chris picked a good island for the show." Agreed Donald. "Better here than Boney Island, I'd probably get mauled by the monsters over there … then again, that burger monster is making me on edge as it is."
"Don't worry; I'll look out for you. Grandmaster Fong told me to help out whoever I can." Assured Yoko. "I hope I won't be voted out tonight…"
"Relax, you'll be fine. Who would be stupid enough to vote you out when you did nothing wrong? Well, maybe Alfie … but he's not voting tonight, and one vote won't eliminate you." Stated Donald. "If I may make a suggestion, why don't you vote for Xadrian? Everyone else is so you might as well join them; voting for somebody else wouldn't really make a difference."
"If he'll be out no matter what I do … then so be it." Nodded Yoko.
"By the way, I told you earlier I'd help you get used to the real world if you voted with me … since you kept your end of the bargain I'll keep mine." Said Donald as he reached into one of the pockets of his jacket and took out a rather expensive looking golden PlayStation Portable. "This is a PlayStation Portable, also known as a PSP. You can play games on it. You can borrow it for a while; it's got a couple of games downloaded on it like Loco Roco and Moderation Racers. I think you'll like the latter; you get to customise a character and a kart in many ways. Just don't get it damaged ok? It didn't come cheap."
"You can count on me." Nodded Yoko. "Hmm, this really is a cool little thingy; I wonder what else I've been missing."
"Stick with me and I'll show you more." Assured Donald. "Maybe another time I'll show you rock and roll music."
(Confessional: Hopefully he won't corrupt her…)
Donald: Yoko is naïve and will be a good ally … but she's also a very nice girl and a good friend. I've got no friends back home, so it's nice to have someone who doesn't mind how disaster prone I am. As a member of the Youngblood line it is my duty to get her used to the world outside her home. I just hope It is won't corrupt her by showing her Rambo or something, she's too innocent for that…
Yoko: That was so nice of Donald! He may talk tough sometimes, but I think he's a big softie. We have a good deal going on; I vote for who he wants and protect him from the monster, and he'll help me get used to modern society … Grandmaster Fong, thank you for letting me on this show.
Quadesh, Mist and Tilly were in one of the rooms in the Girl's Building. Mist had made them some herbal tea which had calmed Quadesh down a bit, though the political girl was still rather upset.
"Why do I keep losing?" Asked Quadesh bitterly. "I accept I can't win them all … but so far I've lost them all! Honestly, can't I win just once? I mean, the other team had Sampson on it!"
"It was just bad luck; I thought we'd win under your leadership." Comforted Mist. "You aren't going anywhere tonight, you have my word."
"Thanks." Muttered Quadesh. "But it's the principle of it that matters to me. Nobody will want to elect someone who lost five challenges in a row on a reality show."
"I think you're overreacting a bit." Stated Tilly. "I highly doubt your performance in Total Drama will affect your adult years; if anything it'll get your name out there."
"Thanks … but if I don't win tomorrow I'm probably going to cry." Sighed Quadesh as she took a sip of herbal tea. "Well, can't do anything about it now. All we can do it vote together and get someone out; any suggestions?"
"You're asking for our opinions? I thought right wing Politian's were dictators." Blinked Tilly.
"At this point I don't care; I just want the day to be over with." Said Quadesh.
"Well, we should vote for Xadrian; everyone else is and three votes won't be enough to go against seven … and even if we vote for Betilla like Xadrian is it won't change anything. All we can do is follow the crowd." Said Tilly while she twisting her legs. "I don't suppose any of you two have an idol?"
"Regretfully I don't." Grumbled Quadesh.
"Me neither, but if I find one I'll let you both know." Assured Mist. "I think we're gonna go far together."
"I'm sure we will, and if not then hopefully one of us will get far. It'd be cool if we all got to the end, but we have to be realistic." Said Tilly. "Anyway, it's nearly time for dinner. We'll likely be at the S.S Elimination within an hour or two."
"I hope it's not foggy; I kinda find it creepy when it gets foggy by the sea." Admitted Mist.
(Confessional: Who's gonna be voted out?)
Quadesh: It's nice to know I have some people I can rely on … though personally I trust Mist more. But … why do I have to keep friggin losing? I'm probably bringing a lot of shame to the Rustflower family. But it'll be cancelled out when I win … hopefully.
Mist: When we arrived at the Mess Hall dinner was being served; it was beef, mash potatoes and vegetables … a very nice meal. Exactly what we needed to keep ourselves nice and calm before the vote. Though Quadesh did stab her steak with her fork a bit … maybe she was imagining it was something she doesn't like?
Tilly: I think that, unlike the previous three ceremonies, this will be a simple elimination.
The twenty three tweens were eating their dinner; most of them had finished by now and those who had lost the challenge were awaiting Chris to call them to the Subway of Woe.
"I've been pretty lucky so far, I haven't had to go to elimination even once." Mused Penta. "Still, my winning streak will probably end sooner or later."
"You never know, you could get to the merge without losing at all." Said Kelly. "Very unlikely, but it could happen."
"Maybe." Agreed Penta. "But as long as my name isn't written down on the voting paper I won't mind losing."
"Speaking of losing, are you gonna be ok at the ceremony by yourself Yoko?" Asked Kelly.
"I'll be fine." Assured Yoko. "Donald's been looking out for me; he even let me borrow his so called PlayStation Portable … though I kinda stink at the games."
"That was nice of him." Noted Penta. "Well, good luck Yoko."
"Thank you." Said Yoko politely.
At that moment Chris entered the Mess Hall.
"Ok everyone; it's time for the ceremony. Everyone who was on the Wacky Weasels, please go and get your life idols and head towards the Subway of Woe, you've all got an exciting appointment at the S.S Elimination." Stated Chris. "I expect you at the Sunway within fifteen minutes."
Chris left and the members of the Wacky Weasels got to their feet.
"W'll, l't's, g't th's ov'r an' d'n w'th." Said Xadrian as he got to his feet. "Mah f'rst elim'nation ceremony … It feels qu'te excitin'."
(Confessional: Time for the fourth ceremony!)
Betilla: Time to take out the trash!
Ned: This likely won't be a shocking ceremony … after three shocking ones it'll be nice to hear about one that went as planned.
(S.S Elimination)
The eleven tweens not safe from the vote had ridden the Sunway of Woe and were now seated on chairs on the top deck of the S.S Elimination. Nobody looked particularly worried and they were all waiting for Chris to start the ceremony. After a few minutes of waiting Chris exited the Captain's room with a tray of ten Golden Doubloons as well as his mallet. He set them down and turned to the tweens.
"Well guys, you lost the challenge and now you're vulnerable to the vote. I think it's clear that you aren't really cut out for camping … but at least the bear didn't arrive." Chuckled Chris. "In a few minutes one of you will be voted out, but first I have a few questions for you."
There was a moment of silence.
"Quadesh, this is your fourth elimination ceremony in a row; when do you think you'll win immunity?" Asked Chris.
"Hopefully soon I don't want this to become a recurring thing. On one hand I'm surviving a lot of ceremonies which is good … but I hate losing." Stated Quadesh.
"Tilly, how do you think this ceremony is going to go?" Asked Chris.
"Hopefully rather simply." Said Tilly. "After the last three ceremonies we're overdue for a simple one."
"Yoko, I've noticed you and Donald were interacting a lot during this challenge; is there something going on between you two?" Inquired Chris.
"If by something you mean friendship then yes, he's a sweetie … most people here are to be honest. He's helping me get used to the 'outside world'; he even let me borrow his PlayStation Portable." Smiled Yoko.
"Ivy, how are you handling your missing boy craziness?" Asked Chris.
"Very well actually; I'm going on a blind date tomorrow so I'll be back to my normal saucy self in no time." Said Ivy cheerfully. "It's all thanks to Edith for setting it up."
"You're welcome." Nodded Edith.
"Betilla, Ivy seems confident she isn't leaving; has a target been chosen?" Asked Chris.
"Yep; Xadrian is definitely getting voted out tonight." Nodded Betilla. "He kills animals, we'd be better off without him."
"It's j'st mah way'o life; ah c'n't hello th't ah ain't been born with'a silv'r spoon in mah mouth." Frowned Xadrian.
"Do you feel worried at all Xadrian?" Asked Chris.
"Ah try n't ta worry, it j'st g'ts me upset and ah d'n't w'nt th't." Replied Xadrian. "Whatev'r happ'ns … happ'ns.
"Ok then, I think I've asked enough questions." Nodded Chris. "Now … if you want to play the Owen Idol, Duncan Idol or Ezekiel Idol then now is the time to do so."
There was a moment of silken before Betilla got to her feet and took out the Owen Idol.
"Xadrian is slippery and I don't want him to get away from this ceremony, so I'll be playing the Owen Idol to get an extra vote against him." Said Betilla as she passed Chris the Idol.
Chris looked over the idol.
"The rules of Total Drama state that if the Owen Idol is played then the person who played it can vote two times for the same person." Stated Chris.
Betilla grinned.
"However … this is not the Owen Idol, it is just a fake." Said Chris as he tossed the idol over the side of the boat and into the water.
"What?! But … how is it a fake? You never said there were any fakes." Blinked Betilla in bewilderment.
"It's just a replica that somebody must have made." Stated Chris. "If you have any other idols you want to play then you may do so, but if not then pleas sit back down."
Betilla pouted as she sat back down.
"Darn it." Muttered Betilla. "Well … I guess it changes nothing anyway."
"Ok, if nobody else wants to play an idol then it is time to vote." Said Chris. "Betilla, since you played the fake idol … you can go first."
(Confessional: It's like voting for a president except it's not!)
Betilla: (She holds up a vote for Xadrian.). You're a meanie!
Quadesh: (She holds up a vote for Xadrian). Just doing what everyone else is doing.
Mist: (She holds up a vote for Xadrian). Sorry…
Xadrian: (He holds up a vote for Betilla). Ah d'n't like ya, and ya d'n't like me so ta feelin' is mutual. G'bye.
Joanne: (She holds up a vote for Xadrian). A simple ceremony, so no need to strategize too much.
Harvey: (He holds up a vote for Mist). You aren't going anywhere, but Ub says it's the best move. Sorry in advance if you get scared.
Donald: (He holds up a vote for Xadrian). Knowing my luck this ceremony will go very wrong … but surely my luck isn't that bad.
After Edith had cast the final vote the eleven campers were in their seats waiting for Chris to tally up the votes. After a minute he exited the Captain's room and picked up one of the Doubloons.
"The votes have been Cast and somebody's fate has been sealed. If you are the unlucky person to be voted out the decision is final; you must hand over your life Idol for the Smash of Sorrow, then walk down the Stairs of Misery, walk the Path of Failure and board the boat of losers and never ever come back … ever!" Said Chris dramatically.
Chris bellowed the last word which made some campers jump a bit.
"If you have the Chris Idol or the Harold Idol … now is the time to play them." Prompted Chris.
There was a moment or two of silence before Xadrian got to his feet and took the Chris Idol out of his pocket. Everyone looked quite stunned by this.
"Ah ain't dun playin' j'st y't." Stated Xadrian as he approached Chris and handed him the idol. "Ah j'st hope it ain't a fake."
Chris observed the Idol for a moment.
"The rules of Total Drama state that if someone plays the Chris Idol then all votes cast against them do not count and the person with the second highest number of votes will be voted out instead.2 Stated Chris.
There was a moment of pure silence.
"This is the Chris Idol; all votes cast against Xadrian do not count." Said Chris dramatically.
Everyone looked nervous now; there was no telling what was going to happen.
Xadrian gave Chris a respectful nod and walked back to his seat.
"Gotta keep hope alive." Said Xadrian as he sat back down.
"Ok then … time to dish out the Doubloons. Since Xadrian is now immune he gets the first Doubloon." Sad Chris as he tossed Xadrian a doubloon. "Also safe tonight are…"
"Donald"
"Quadesh"
"Ivy"
"Yoko"
"Harvey"
"Edith"
"Tilly"
"Joanne"
Only Betilla and Mist were left without a Doubloon; Mist looked nervous and Betilla looked very worried. She glanced at Xadrian and he looked at her coldly.
"Ah th'nk this counts as ch'ckm'te." Said Xadrian.
"Betilla, Mist … because Xadrian played the Chris Idol you two have the highest number of votes against you. But even so, one of you got more than the other." Said Chris dramatically. "The final Doubloon of the night goes to…
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Betilla let out a big sigh of relief as she caught her Doubloon while Mist sighed in disappointment. Xadrian looked stunned as did several people.
"NO!" Yelled Quadesh. "Why does Mist have to go? She did nothing wrong! You backstabbing bastards!"
"Man … I did not expect this." Murmured Tilly.
Mist seemed to have accepted her fate, though she did look a bit sad. She got to her feet and took her life idol out of her pocket.
"Please Mist … don't go." Pleaded Quadesh. "You're my friend…"
Mist was silent for a moment before she approached Quadesh and gave her a comforting hug.
"I'll be fine Quadesh … and you'll be fine without me. Just focus on winning like you were born to. I'd have loved to get far with you … but that can no longer happen. Good luck." Whispered Mist as she took off her beret. "Take this, may it give you better luck than it gave me."
"… Thank you." Said Quadesh quietly.
"M'st … ah'm so sorry, ah thought B'tilla w's g'nna go…" Said Xadrian in guilt.
"It's fine Xadrian; you made a move … it's part of the game/" Said Mist calmly as she approached Chris and put her life idol on the table. "Ok Chris, I'm ready."
Chris nodded and raised his mallet which he then bought down onto Mist's life idol and smashed it to pieces.
"Mist, it's time for you to go." Said Chris.
Mist nodded and approached the Stairs of Sorrow.
"Once again, good luck Quadesh." Said Mist with a weak smile before she took her leave.
Once Mist was gone Chris turned to the remaining ten campers.
"It seems that nobody expected this outcome, not even the one who played the Chris Idol. It just goes to show that no matter how certain something seems … fate can have other plans." Said Chris.
"At least the Chris Idol will be out of play." Said Harvey quietly.
"Actually … the Chris Idol is different than the other idols; once it is sued it will be rehidden to be found and sued again. It will be taken out of the game once only five campers remain … so keep an eye out for it." Advised Chris. "You may all return to camp."
The campers looked interested upon hearing this announcement as they got to their feet to head back to camp. Betilla looked angry, Harvey and Xadrian looked guilty and Quadesh looked very upset, though was trying not to show it. It was clear that the game was only just beginning.
(Confessional: What a blindside!)
Quadesh: (She looks upset and angry while she holds Mist's beret).My first true friend in ages … gone. I'm not gonna let this go unpunished; whoever voted for Mist is on my hit list! Two allies in a row gone and four challenges lost … I feel like a loser…
Xadrian: Oh dear, ah d'n't exp'ct th't ta happen … ah'm gonna hafta apologise ta Quadesh. Man, ah'm in tr'ble n'w.
Harvey: … What have I done?
Chris stood on the Dock of Shame to give the outro to the episode. He made some dramatic gestures with his arms and began to speak.
"An so Mist has taken the fall after some skilful idol play by Xadrian. Quadesh is not happy and Harvey and Xadrian feel guilty. I think we'll be feeling the effects of this vote in the next episode. Alliances are continuing to form and shuffle and Ub is getting more and more power. Not to mention Ivy had a date coming up. An not only that but Donald has a burger monster trying to kill him! All of this could only happen on Total Drama! So, will Quadesh avenge Mist's elimination? Will Kelly use the idol she scammed off Alfie? Will Sampson jump ship to a bigger alliance? Can Quadesh possibly win immunity? Will Harvey forgive himself for this? And who cast the second vote for Mist? Find out next time on Total Drama Tweenabet!"
Votes
Betilla: Xadrian (void)
Donald: Xadrian (void)
Edith: Xadrian (void)
Harvey: Mist
Ivy: Xadrian (void)
Joanne: Xadrian (void)
Mist: Xadrian (void)
Quadesh: Xadrian (void)
Tilly: Mist
Xadrian: Betilla
Yoko: Xadrian (void)
Mist:2
Betilla: 1
Xadrian: 8 (void)
And in a very unexpected vote Mist is out of the game. Mist herself was fun to wrote for; she was shy and meek, but also friendly and got Quadesh to open up a bit. She was a cute character and very sweet … but for these reasons she had to go. In a lot of my stores characters like Mist tend to go far, so this time I decided to do something different. Her main role was as a sort of 'decoy protagonist' as a way of keeping attention away from whoever the real winner is. She did make her mark on the game, but it was time for her to go. I quite liked her as a character and her wiccan heritage was a nice bit of character depth, but this was as far as she could go.
Next Time: Mist arrives at the Playa Des Losers and she, Walter, Flynn and Veedle hang out, discuss the game so far and other stuff too.