Quick Author Note: Just to clear things up, this season is basically the summer between TDI and TDA. TDDDA never happened, so no Escope, Eva/Noah friendship, and obsessive G/B kissing. Or at least not yet. Just pretend that instead of the special, Chris made them do another season.

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Total Drama Takedown

Chris: Last time, on Total Drama Takedown:

The campers dissolved into two teams, the Speedy Geckos, and Sliding Snakes. Creative names, huh? Well each teams divided into teams of two, and we attached them to each other at the ankles. The Snakes had an uneven number of campers so Harold was lucky enough to be attached to our very own Chef Hachet! Ezekiel got the snot beaten outta him, but it was ok, because Eva accepted his apology for being a sexist goon. Gwen and Courtney felt the pain, while DJ and Katie felt the love, finally admitting that they like each other. So cute, them two. Well the Geckos lost when Teresa and Emily finished last after falling into a pit. We had our first ever TDT follow up challenge, where they built sandcastles for doughnuts and immunity. Ultimately, Teresa was eliminated for dragging Emily into a pit. Too bad she dumped Cody before leaving, though. Oh well, dude's a geek, he must be used to it. I'm gonna go get some of those doughnuts, see you people later.

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"Checkmate. Booyah!"

"Hey, no fair, eh! You can't just take my pieces off the board like that!"

"Ugh, it's Chess you idiot, don't you know anything?"

Some of the campers sat in the snake boy's cabin, and were each doing their own thing. Harold had just beaten Ezekiel for the 5th time in chess. Noah lied on a bed reading, but felt free to interject whenever Ezekiel said something stupid. Cody sat above Noah, his legs dangling off the bed. DJ was sleeping in the other low bed, although this wasn't his cabin. Jim slept on the bed above DJ.

Ezekiel: Hey, where'd Justin go, eh?

Cody: The bathroom. Probably to check himself out.

Noah scowls and looks up from his book.

Noah: I hate that guy.

Harold: How can you hate him, he doesn't talk.

Noah: Just shutup and let me continue my book!

Cody: Speaking of missing guys, where are Kenny, Walter, and Tyler?

Ezekiel: Tyler went to bed early, eh.

Harold: And Walter and Kenny said something about going fishing. But that was about five hours ago.

Noah: Idiots probably got eaten by sharks.

Cody: Dude, if you're gonna be a jerk, you can leave. We don't have to let you hang in here you know.

Noah: Ugh, I cannot go back there! Those idiot twins are playing some sort of truth or dare game next door and I cannot take the annoying high pitched squeals.

Ezekiel: They aren't really idiots, eh.

Noah: *Scoff* What do you care?

Cody: Guys, fellas. Come on, we're all buds here. If we're gonna talk about the ladies, let's do it right.

Ezekiel: What do you mean, eh?

Cody grins and hops off the bed, taking a seat on the end of Noah's bed.

Cody: Hehe, oh you'll learn, Zeke my bud.

Harold: I could never go against my beautiful Leshawna!

Noah: I have no idea how I could see any of these girls attractive.

Cody: Come on guys, be men!

Noah: I am a man! And as much as I know you'd love it for me to prove it, I don't think I need to.

As Cody raises an eyebrow, the door flings open, and Walter walks in, followed by Kenny, both soaked.

Ezekiel: What happened to you two!?

Kenny: Damn walrus attacked us.

Walter: I swear, the thing had fangs!

Noah: Goons…..

Cody: Dudes, you're just in time, we're gonna talk about the ladies here at camp!

Kenny laughs and sits on the end of DJ's bed, while Walter moans and sits on the floor.

Kenny: Eva's a total babe.

Noah: Oh lord! He's blind!

Kenny: Haha, very funny! I happen to find her muscles very appealing.

Noah: To bad she's as affectionate as a killer gator.

Kenny: Well who do you like, bookworm?

Noah: Noone. When you have a brain as big as mine, you don't need girls at the age of 17.

Cody: You sure? I'm pretty sure I saw Emily giving you the eyes that other day.

Noah: The athlete? You're kidding, right?

Cody: Well, I think she's pretty cute.

Noah: Oh, great, another crush for Mr. Pimp!

Harold: Gosh, you really do hate everything.

Ezekiel: So, what do you guys think of the twin girls, eh?

Noah: They are the most annoying creatures on earth. And I swear, the tall one has a smaller brain than Lindsay.

Something grunts, and Noah looks up to see DJ standing over him, staring downwards angrily.

Noah:*Sarcastic* Oh no, it's the big teddy bear! What are you gonna do, sick your bunny on me?

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A scream is heard and Noah flies through the window of the cabin, headfirst. He gets up slowly and brushes himself off, the yells angrily at the cabin.

Noah: Fine, whatever! I can read anywhere! I don't need your godamn cabin!

His book is then thrust out the window, hitting the bookworm in the side of the head, and knocking him down again.

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Back inside, DJ is grinning at the window.

DJ: Hehe, lil guy had it coming. Needs to work out some issues. Well we better be getting on to bed.

The jock then opens the door and walks out, followed by Ezekiel and Kenny.

Kenny: So, what do you guys think the challenge is gonna be tomorrow?

Ezekiel: I don't know, eh. Hope it's easier than the other day's, though.

DJ: Hehe, if there's anything I learned on this show, it's that the challenges get harder and harder as you go on.

Ezekiel: Well I wouldn't know, eh.

The three guys reach their cabin and sit on the steps.

Kenny: Psh. Still don't get why you were voted off. You probably could've been more useful than Courtney.

Ezekiel shrugs, and DJ looks over at him.

DJ: No offence, bud, but we had to vote you off. There was no way we could've gone through the season with a bunch of ticked off girls.

Suddenly, the door to the girls cabin bursts open, and Izzy sprints out, in just her bra and panties, cackling like mad. She stops in front of Ezekiel and looks down at him.

Izzy: Why, hello there, Zeke.

Ezekiel stutters, but cannot talk.

Izzy: Oh, I understand. My large bust has stunned you. *looks at her boobs* Bad girls! Stop scaring guys!

With that, she sprints away, cackling again. Ezekiel's eyes are wide, and he falls backward, knocked out. Kenny looks at the girls door and sees Sadie sitting in the doorway.

Sadie: *Shrugs* We had nothing to do with that.

Kenny nods unsurely, and gets up to go bed shaking his head questionably. DJ grins and grabs Ezekiel's KO'd body, heading into his cabin, but Katie appears in the girl's cabin doorway, in her bra and shorts.

Katie: You sure you wanna go to bed, DJ? Why not come spend time with me.

DJ's eyes go wide and he falls over, dropping Ezekiel and landing on him. Katie angrily shakes her head.

Katie: Damn it! I gotta stop taking Izzy's advice!

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The next morning, the campers are sitting in the Mess Hall. Once again, most of the campers look depressed.

Chef: *From behind counter* Yo, teen people! What the hell is wrong with yall!? Makin me sad with all your bitchin!

The campers begin breaking out in sad outbursts.

Harold: I miss my beautiful Leshawna!

Izzy: Izzy misses Owen…..

Bridgette: *Whimper* I miss Ge- Geoff.

Gwen: *Angrily* I miss Trent. Goddamn CIT bitch.

Courtney: Oh, shutup. I miss Duncan. Even though he's a creep.

Tyler: Lindsay's a babe.

Chef: God. Didn't want yall to give me ya damn life stories. Jezz.

Chris walks into the Mess Hall, happy as always.

Chris: Sup!

Heather: Ugh, we're not in the mood. Just give us the damn challenge so I can get some tanning time in.

Chris: Fine. Well I've decided to bring back a favorite from last season!

The campers begin to groan, and most are secretly praying.

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Confession Cam:

Tyler:*Praying* Please, no Phobia Factor!

Noah: Ugh, I cannot deal with dodgeball…..

DJ: *Whimpering* Ph-psycho ki- killer…..

Bridgette: I could go without Hide and Seek… Though I would get to be with Geoff…. No, I could go without it. I need that cash, Geoff'll understand.

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Chris grins, then goes into the kitchen, and wheels out a giant wheel with many pictures of gross looking foods.

Chris: The Brunch of Grossness!

Noah: Real original!

Ezekiel's face goes green, but he holds it down.

Ezekiel: I, uh, I s- saw, that episode, eh.

Chris: Well get ready, Zeke. Cause you gon do it! Ok, each player will spin the wheel, and eat whatever they get. Whoever holds down the puke advances! After the first round we will go onto full meals. Whoever lasts longest wins invincibility for their team!

Noah: Oh lord…

Jim: *Gulp* Not cool, dude.

Walter: I, uh, have a weak stomach.

Chris: Then you can go first! Come on Walty! Up here, bud!

The big teens' eyes go wide as he gets up and edges over to the wheel.

Chris: Give er' a spin!

Walter: Grabs the wheel and gives it a weak spin, letting it land on a picture of a dog can.

Chris: Dog food! Here ya go.

Chris pulls out the can from behind his back and hands it to Walter. He gulps and flips it over, watching the glop slowly jiggle out of the can and onto his plate. His eyes go wide and he turns away, disgusted.

Heather: Just do it, big wimp.

He glares over at Heather, and then turns to the revolting glop on his plate. He pulls out a fork and stabs it, pulling a chunk off the top. He slowly puts it in his mouth, and begins chewing. He swallows then looks woozy.

Walter: Oh god.

The heavy teen gets out of his seat and runs for the door. He misses it, crashing into the wall and falling on his back painfully. His cheeks puff out, and a giant fountain of puke flies out of his mouth, going straight up, and coming back down on his face. The campers squirm and groan in their seats. Sadie turns and hurls right on the floor. Izzy, however, giggles.

Izzy: Hehe, it totally looks like a fountain! Walter's fountain of puke, hehe!

Katie: OMG Izzy, stop!

Chris, who has been holding his mouth, signals for Chef, who runs in and drags Walter into the kitchen.

Chris: *Fast* Walter and Sadie are out! Uhm, Jim, go! I gotta get outta here!

The host sprints out of the door, and disgusting sounds of him puking are heard. Jim gets up and walks toward the wheel unsteadily.

Jim: Urg…. I don't wanna do this, dudes.

Heather: Ugh, just do it.

He shrugs and spins the wheel, it slowing and landing on a giant purple blob with a fish head sticking out of the side.

Jim: What's that thing?

Chef walks in and drops it in front of the skater, who pokes it right away.

Jim: Hehe, jiggles.

He then shrugs, grabs the whole thing in his hand, and shoves it in his mouth, swallowing right away. He giggles and begins jumping up and down.

Jim: Hehe, I can feel it jiggling in my stomach!

Izzy: Awesome! I wanna go, I wanna go!

Izzy gets up and runs at the wheel, spinning it with all her might. It lands on a cockroach shotglass.

Izzy: Sweet!

She grabs it and slurps it down happily.

Izzy: Bartender! Hit me again!

Chef: No! That ain't fair to the cockroaches, woman!

At that moment, Chris walks in, wiping his mouth.

Chris: Ugh, by the looks of it, Jim and Izzy have passed the first round.

The Snakes give out cheers, as Izzy bows and Jim continues to jump up and down, laughing.

Chris: Geckos! Who's up?

Eva grunts and stands up, stomping over to the wheel. She grabs roughly and jerks her arm down, causing the wheel to go insane.

Chris: Uhm, Eva? This is an hour show. That things not gonna stop for a couple more years.

Eva groans and pushes Chris into the wheel, sending him flying in a wall, and stopping the wheel on what looks like a giant, raw, turkey leg.

Chef: Ooh, my favorite! Raw cow leg!

Chef arm reaches out of the kitchen, holding it by the bone.

Eva rips the big piece of meat out his hands and examines it.

Eva: Won't this give me some kinda disease?

Chef: Do I look like a doctor?

Eva shrugs and sinks her teeth into the meat, tearing away at it fiercely. She continues to do so, not showing any emotion, until only the bone it remaining. She grins and chucks the bone across the room, hitting Chris, who was just getting up.

Chris: Ugh, you pass. But I still hate you.

Eva: No problem with that.

Tyler: If she can handle it, I totally can!

Tyler gets up and cheers, running up to the wheel and spinning it weakly. It lands on milk carton with a thunderbolt above it.

Chef: Four month old milk. Enjoy, pretty boy.

Tyler grabs the carton confidently, pressing it to his lips and tilting his head back, but nothing happens. He pulls the carton away and looks at it.

Tyler: Uh, there's nothing in it.

Chef: Yeah there is! Try harder, boy!

Tyler holds it above his head and looks into the carton, shaking it up and down. Jello-y milk begins to jiggle out of the carton. Before the jock can react, he has a big pile of milk on his face. He screeches and rips it off, throwing it at a wall and watching it slide down. He shakes his head and falls into a fettle position, sucking his thumb.

Chris: Refusal to eat it? You my pal, are out.

DJ gets up and drags Tyler over to their table, then approaches the wheel with caution. He spins it and watches it pass several animal oriented foods. He shudders, but luckily, it lands on a rotten apple with several worms sticking out of different areas.

Chef plops it into DJ's hand, but the feeling of the worms gets to him and he yelps throwing it straight up into the air.

Katie: Come on, DJ, you can do it.

DJ shakes his head, then snatches the apple out of the air and takes a bite out of it, forcing it down. He closes his eyes tight, then opens them, staring at the apple.

DJ: *To self, quietly* For mama, for mama.

He then tosses the rest of the apple into the air, catching it in his mouth and raising his hands in victory as his team cheers.

Chris: *Walking over* Extra point for style! Well come on people, let's get it goin!

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Cody holds a purple hamburger patty and flaps it around before slowly sticking it into his mouth. He then proceeds to gag, then throw up onto the floor. The camera shifts to show Harold, disgusted.

Harold: My shoes! Gosh!

He then turns his attention to the black pepper in his hand. He winces and puts it in his mouth. He chews slowly, not showing any emotion. He smiles and gives a thumbs up to Ezekiel, who grins back. Harold then hiccups, fire shooting out of his mouth and burning the prarie boy's face. Ezekiel 's face is left covered in soot, with a little fire on his toque.

Harold: Hehe, sorry Zeke.

Ezekiel doesn't say anything, as he just falls over backwards with a thud.

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Part two coming soon!