Total Drama Chaos! Chapter 14: Hide and Seek, Again!, a total drama series fanfic

Hey guys, new chapter! Woo! Sorry for the wait, I had MAJOR writers block on this story. So anyways, lets get the review replies on and get this crazy train started!

Last time, on Total Drama Chaos. We had the scariest challenge ever! There was bucketloads of screaming, crying and peeing! That's right! We had our teens in Slender! In the end, Zeke the freak won when he went all feral and destroyed Slenderman...and the opposing team. Can we get a shot of him smashing Courtney again? Haha...priceless. Anyways, the Bass lost, sending scaredy-cat DJ and loud mouth Katie down the Dock of Shame, leaving an even louder BFFL in the process. How will Sadie cope without Katie? Will Mike finally do something to get back at his team? All this answered and more on another exciting episode of...Total! Drama! Chaos!

It was early in the morning, about 6 am… there wasn't much noise, but a figure could be seen sneaking about the Bass cabins… it sneaked into the boys cabin, and snatched Brick's alarm clock away. It then placed a hammer in someone's bag, then ran outside, smashed it, and left it in a fairly obvious spot. Then all was quiet again…

An hour and a half later, Chris's voice rang throughout the camp. "Greetings campers, up,up,up, it's time for another BIG day! Hahahaha." The intercom shut off.

Groaning, mumbling and stretching, the remaining twenty-four campers stumbled their way to the bathrooms, Mess Hall, etc.

As the Bass Boy's woke up, they realized that Chris, not Brick's alarm clock, had woken them up.

"Ugh, finally! Did you decide to turn off that hell of an alarm clock?" Justin said gleefully.

Brick's brow furrowed in worry, "No, I didn't. I don't know where it is." He said. He got up and went outside where, with a gasp, he saw it smashed and destroyed on the ground, poorly concealed by some bushes. It was still faintly ticking.

"Gasp!" Brick gasped, running over to his alarm clock. "Sergeant Clocksworth, who did this to you?" He said, wiping a tear from his eye. The clock gave a final tick, then stopped.

"NOOOOO!" Brick cried, flinging his arms up in despair.

The rest of the Bass ran up. " What happened?" Anne Maria asked.

"Sergeant Clocksworth! Brick sobbed, "Someone, someone, broke him!"

"Thank god." Most of the Bass boy's muttered under their breath.

"Let's find out who did it!" Dakota declared maliciously. "We should find them, and punish them by voting them off!"

Brick nodded, "I can get behind that."

"Let's go search the boy's cabin!" Sadie exclaimed, and all the rest of the members, sans Dakota, (Who was just about to propose searching the girls cabin.) who remained behind, chuckling evilly.

(CONFESSIONAL: DAKOTA):

Dakota: Muahaha. My plan is coming together perfectly. That bitch will be out of here soon enough. I'm glad Sam gave me all those tips on being a villain, it was something I was seriously lacking in. I mean, I CRINGE when I think of my actions last season. I mean, come on! Why did I act like that. Pssh, I must have been on my period or something. *She shakes her head* No, not this time. This time, I play to win. *She smirks* Too bad Sadie had to mess it up. I don't know why I keep her around. Eh, it doesn't matter. Not yet, at least.

(END CONFESSIONAL: DAKOTA):

(CONFESSIONAL: BRICK):

Brick *His eyes are puffy* Who ever did this to Sergeant Clocksworth, they will pay.

(END CONFESSIONAL: BRICK):

As the Bass had finished the searching of they Boy's Cabin; with no luck what so ever. Chris rang over the megaphone.

"Hello campers! It' time to rise and shine! Get your flat, scrawny, puffy, juicy or otherwise stated butts over here to the Mess Hall, pronto. If you're not here in 5 minutes, your eliminated!" Chris said.

"Damn him!" Dakota thought "So close to busting her, and Chris has to fuck it up." She sighed out loud. "Better get there quick, we don't want to lose!" Jo said running past her.

"It's not a race." Harold said dryly, also walking past Dakota.

Dakota stalked over to the Mess Hall in a foul mood, where all of the Gophers, minus Lightning, where already eating.

"Where's Jockstrap?" Jo asked the Gophers, who looked around and shrugged. Suddenly, they all heard a noise, it sound suspicouly like, "Sha-YEABABYHOORAHIAMTHEBEST!"

Lightning came walking, or rather, hand-standing into the Mess Hall. He also had a 50 pound wait on his feet, yet he was walking with ease. "Did I make it?" Lightning asked Chris, who was also present.

Chris looked at his watch, the timer read 4.59.99999999999999910 seconds.

"Yea, you did." Chris admitted, "It looks like Lightning wins immunity from today's challenge."

There was an uproar.

"WHAT?!" Jo shouted, "WHY DOES HE GET IMMUNITY?"

"That's not really fair." Dawn pointed out.

"Bullshit." Eva mumbled.

"Aw, Sha-yea." Lightning smirked.

"EEEEEER EEEEER!" Chris's megaphone blared. Everyone covered their ears. "Listen here!" Chris said impatiently. "Chef bet me that any one of you campers couldn't walk from your cabin to the Mess Hall on their hands, with a 50 pound weight, in under 5 minutes without falling over. I said yea some of them could, but I chose to use Lightning. Chef bet that if he didn't, he'd get eliminated, I bet if he could, he'd win immunity… so yea. That's how it went down.

"How do you even have the time to come up with this sort of stuff?" Noah asked.

Chef and Chris looked at each other, and then shrugged. Chris cleared his throat. "Now, it's time for today's challenge. Bass, since you were late, I'll let you get food whilst I talk. Okay?" The Bass nodded, grabbing their food and eating it.

"Now, as I was saying, your challenge. Today we will go back to some good old Hide and Seek!"

"Nice!" Owen said, "I LOVED this challenge back in Season 1. WOOHOO!"

"I didn't." Bridgette shuddered, remembering what a bad challenge it was.

"At least it's not death-defying!" Trent said, chuckling.

"Anyways, here's how it will work. You will be hand-cuffed to your partner, just like in the Trial-By-Tri-Armed-Triathlon episode. You will hide, and you can win immunity by two ways, not being found until sundown, or getting to the Dock of Shame. No more of that finding other people stuff. That was gay. The team with the most immunity winners will win. And if you are on the losing team, immunity means immunity. Also, there is no running. If Chef finds you, you're finished. Now, I will call out the partners. For the Bass we have:

Dakota and Harold

Cody and Sadie

Brick and Justin

Anne Maria and Owen

Jo and Trent

Courtney"

"I get to hide all by myself?" Courtney asked. Chris nodded. "YES!" Courtney cheered.

Jo was happy she wasn't stuck with a 'weak' teammate, i.e Harold, Cody, Dakota, Sadie, Owen, Justin. But she wasn't sure of him yet. Trent was terrified what would happen if he did something wrong.

Anne Maria was repulsed that she had to be stuck with the Season 1 smelly, farty, fatty winner. She was thinking of ways to get unchained. Owen wished he had more food.

Cody was a little disappointed with his partner, only because she was very loud and not very fast if it came up to running.

Justin was fine with who he was partnered up with, and Brick was too sad to care.

Dakota and Harold were fine with their pairing. Currently Dakota was scheming ways to get Harold on her side, and Harold was talking to Cody about World of Warcraft.

"Now, on to the Gopher pairings:

Mike and Ezekiel

Geoff and Tyler

Dawn and Bridgette

Alejandro and Heather

Noah and Gwen

Duncan and Lightning

Eva

Eva smirked at the thought of hiding by herself.

"Is there a way you can free us from our partners?" Anne Maria asked in disgust, looking at Owen.

"Only if you're found." Chris said solemnly "It's up to you."

Alejandro and Heather exchanged glances. Sure they might be an item. It doesn't mean they want to spend the entire day chained up with one another.

Duncan raised an eyebrow at Lighting, who was still scarfing down protein. At first he was worried about how Lightning would react as he had immunity and himself, Duncan, was on the opposite alliance, but then the delinquent was comforted with the reassuring fact that Lightning was a complete moron.

Mike was indifferent about Ezekiel, but Ezekiel was secretly scared. He had never heard about 'more than one person in just one body, eh'.

Geoff and Tyler were stoked, they were going to party it up, while staying hidden, of course.

Dawn and Bridgette were very excited to be with each other, as they had many things in common they could talk about.

Noah and Gwen were fine with each other. They had similar interests, and they were both pretty sure they could come up with a kick-ass hiding spot.

"Question." Ezekiel asked, raising his hand. Chris ignored him. "Any questions?" Chris asked. Mike raised his hand. "Yes Mike?"

"Zeke has a question," Mike said, smirking.

"Burn!" Geoff chuckled.

Chris sighed, "What is you most likely stupid and unsensible question, Ezekiel?"

Ezekiel cleared his throat. "If we can find a way to break our handcuffs ourselves, can we do that?"

Chris was about to scorn the poor prairie boy, but stopped, thinking about the question. After a couple seconds Chris told him the answer. "Yes, you can, but you still have to hide within 20 yards of each other, otherwise it's instant disqualification. And we have cameras, so we'll know.

"If one of us is found, is the other out as well?" asked Alejandro.

"Eh, let's make it interesting. No, they are not. You can still be in, even if your partner gets discovered. Oh, and lets make it even MORE interesting. IF you split the cuffs, you can't get immunity by going to the Dock of Shame. Everyone clear?"

Everyone nodded. "Okay, you have 25 minutes to hide, you can hide anywhere on the entire island. Everyone cool?"

"Yea, sure." Cody said rolling his eyes.

"Okay, GO!" Chris announced, and everyone ran out of the Mess Hall as Chef set a enormous timer that said 25:00…24:59… and so on.

"EEEYAGH" Izzy screamed, swinging over camp.

"CATCH HER!" Chris hollered to Chef, who pulled out duel wield Mini-Uzi's and started firing at her. "DON'T LET HER COME BACK ON THE ISLAND, YOU FOOL!"

Izzy dodged them all, some how, and pulled out a double barrel shotgun. She swung around on a vine and kicked the Uzi's out of Chef's hands. Chef dropped to his knees in mercy as Izzy pointed the shotgun at his chest.

"Now listen here, Crazy Girl." Chef pleaded, "Now don't do anything your gonna regret."

Izzy cackled. "Hasta la Vista, babeh." And pointed the gun at Chef's crotch and fired.

"KASPROING!" A giant fist launched out and nailed Chef in his "Jumblies"

"OOOOF." Chef said before grinning and grabbing Izzy in a headlock, "Haha, one thing I learned as a soldier, always wear a cup. ALWAYS."

Izzy snapped her fingers and disappeared.

"DAMN YOUUUUU!" Chef screamed as he dropped to his knees and hollered up to the sky, the camera zooming out.

At that moment, Chris recovered from shock. "Uh, Chef? You're hunting in 20 minutes."

Chef got up as though nothing had happened. "Got it, pretty boy."

Dakota and Harold were walking around camp, still handcuffed together.

"Where do you think we should hide?" Harold asked, "And do you think we should break these handcuffs? If we do we cant get immunity by the Dock though, what do you think? Should we go to the camp like we are now? Or flee to the forest? Wha-"

"Please, be quiet." Dakota said politely, "I'm trying to think."

"Sorry, I'm just asking your opinion." Harold apologized.

Dakota sighed, "It's okay. I think we should stick around camp, but keep our handcuffs. That way we can hide in one of the cabins and wait until we see Chef head out to the forest, then make a run for immunity."

"Uh… wow, that's like… and amazing plan." Harold said, agape.

"Good, let's get going!" Dakota said, jogging off to the Bass Boy's cabin with Harold in tow.

(CONFESSIONAL: HAROLD):

Harold: Since when is Dakota so smart? I'll have to look into this… *He pulls out a magnifying glass*

(END CONFESSIONAL: HAROLD):

Duncan had taken his pocketknife and made quick work of the handcuffs, which turned out to have the chain be made of plastic.

"Okay, jockstrap, where do you think we should go?" Duncan asked Lightning, who was jogging all around the place.

"I don't sha-know, maybe towards the forest, where there are sha-trees and stuff we can climb." Lightning said, still jogging around.

Duncan shrugged, "Alright, but we hide in separate trees, got it?" he said threateningly. Lightning scoffed, "Whatever."

The duo climbed adjacent trees, hiding in the leafy branches, Lightning's clothes doing a poor job of camouflage.

"Okay, where exactly are we going?" Trent asked tiredly, being dragged after Jo. They had been running ever since the countdown started, only in one direction.

Jo sighed impatiently. "We're trying to get as far away as possible so it will be impossible for Chef to get us before sundown.

Trent sighed, "Can we at least separate if we are not going to go for immunity via the Dock?"

"Whatever, sure." Jo said, she stopped for a second, much to the relief of Trent. She grabbed Trent's wrist with one hand and pulled with her other hand, snapping the plastic cuffs in half.

Trent grinned and rubbed his wrist in relief. "Alright, lets keep going!" He said with renewed vigor. They kept on running.

"Alright, where to go, where to go…" Eva muttered to herself. She was currently trudging around camp, thinking of different possibilities. She was looking around the Mess Hall, when she found a crooked board on one of the boards that led under the foundation. It was just big enough for her to crawl underneath. She got on her hands and knees and crawled underneath. About 5 feet in, she brushed up against something.

"What the?" The jockette said, grabbing the thing she brushed up against. She suddenly broke into a grin. "Oh no WAY!" She cackled in joy. In her hand, she held an idol. "This is great, though it's not the Golden Idol." She said, repositioning the board so it looked like it hadn't been moved. She pulled her uPod out and started listening to music.

(CONFESSIONAL: EVA):

Eva: This is great. *Pulls out the idol* I have a whole new perspective on the game now. I think I'm going to make a couple good allies with this thing.

(END CONFESSIONAL: EVA):

Cody and Sadie were currently walking around in the forest.

"Where do you think we should go?" Cody said, peering up at the trees.

"I think we should go in there!" Sadie exclaimed pointing to a cave, the one where the boys had met for their boys alliance back in Season 1.

"Duncan already hid in there last time." Cody said, frowning, "I think we should hide somewhere original."

"But the cave is such a cozy place!" Sadie protested.

"Ugh…" Cody sighed, "How about this?" The nerd pulled out a device and snapped the handcuffs. "You hide in the cave, an I'll dig a little trench nearby, mk?"

Sadie gasped, "But I don't want to hide by myself! That's so creepy, especially in a cave!"

Cody's eye was twitching at this point, and his temper was on a short fuse. "Deal with it!" He snapped, stalking off. Sadie sighed and walked into the cave.

"I might as well make it cozy." She sighed, pulling out an enormous bag from nowhere and started decorating the damp and chilly cave.

"Stupid frekkin… fat… grumble grumble…" Cody growled as he stalked off about 10 yards away from the cave. He grabbed a shovel from nowhere and started digging a trench.

(CONFESSIONAL: CODY):

Cody: *He looks irratated* I was partnered up with Sadie LAST challenge, and now again? Why is Chris doing this to me? I swear, I might not keep my sanity much longer. She's like a mix between a vacuum and a dog with a bone. It sucks all the life out of you but is still so happy. That's Sadie in a nutshell.

(END CONFESSIONAL: CODY):

"This is going to be awesome bro!" Geoff cheered, bumping a glass of punch with his un-cuffed the brunette jock. Currently the duo was in the Gopher Boy's cabin, drinking punch and relaxing.

"We are SO not going to be found!" Tyler cheered excitedly. He started doing a dance. "Yea baby, we going to win it, yea baby, we going to win it. Yea, yea, yea, YEA WOO!" He then tripped and slammed his face into the ground. "OW MY SPINE!" he cried, his body all crumpled.

Geoff, also being brought to the ground by his handcuffs, chuckled, "Dang bro, that was some crazy dance moves. Maybe we should keep it down though, we don't want Chef to find us."

Tyler nodded, picking himself off the ground. "Good point." He agreed.

Geoff picked up a shard of glass from Tyler's broken cup and split the handcuffs. "Let's hide under the beds." He said.

Tyler nodded and crept under the left bunk bed, and Geoff crawled under the right one. They both chuckled like little kids as adrenaline rushed through their bodies.

Mike and Ezekiel were strolling around the Dock, thinking of where to hide. They were still handcuffed together.

"I don't know if this is such a good place." Mike said, tapping his chin.

Ezekiel suddenly had an idea, and a grin broke out on his face. "You know, last season when I was feral, there was this great little cave behind the waterfall. I think that'd be a pretty good place, eh?"

Mike also broke into a grin, "That sounds fabulous, let's go!"

As they were running through the forest, they came across Alejandro and Heather who were walking in the same direction.

"Where are you two gentlemen going?" Alejandro asked.

Mike started to speak, "Zeke knows a eech!" But Ezekiel scraped his prairie boots over his shin, and Mike was smart enough not to tell.

"What?" Alejandro asked kindly, yet pointedly.

"Oh, I just knoo a cool spot out near the beach from when I was feral, but it's the beach at the other side of the island." Zeke cut in for the MPD.

Alejandro smirked to himself inwardly, thinking he and his girlfriend had just found a nice place to hang out for the rest of the day, while Mike was trying to keep the smile off of his face.

"Well, we better move along, eh Chica?" Alejandro said slyly, elbowing Heather lightly.

"Of course," Heather said, smiling also at the prospect of a sunny secluded beach.

The two ran off towards the so-called beach. After they were out of earshot, Mike let out a chuckle. "So where are they actually headed to?" He asked the homeschooler.

Ezekiel looked puzzled, "Huh? Woot do you mean? Were you not listening? They're off to the private beach on the other side of the island!"

Mike's face fell. "Oh," he said, "You didn't trick them into going to some miserable place?"

"Why would I do that, and aren't you on their side anyways?" Ezekiel asked, suddenly suspicious.

Mike sighed, "Yea, but only to get back at Noah for voting Zoey off. It would still be fun to get some justice on those villains."

Ezekiel shrugged, "Well we should get to the waterfall cave, eh?" Mike nodded, and the duo resumed running.

Anne Maria had quickly taken out her nail filer and buzzed through the handcuffs, separating her from the large blond, much to her relief.

"I was thinking we could go to the boathouse, they have lots of little nooks and crannies." Owen suggested, digging some food out of his pockets. "Ribs?" He asked, shoving them at Anne Maria's face.

"Ew, no." Anne Maria said rudely, "But I do like the sound of that boathouse. Let's head over there."

Owen nodded and started jogging over to the boathouse, but tripped and fell after 5 steps. "Sweet Strawberry Shortcake! I can't go on like this!" He gasped, crawling towards the boathouse, which was only about 10 yards from where they were originally standing.

"Get up!" Anne Maria barked, tugging at the blonde oaf. "Oh forget this, we're separated, and the boat house is within the limit. Make it there on your own time.

"Don't *Gasp* Leave *Pant* Me *Wheeze*!" Owen hollered after her. She ignored him and went into the boathouse, looking around.

"Let's see, a good place to hide…" She pondered out loud, but shrieked when a figure burst out of one of the crates.

"Anne Maria!" Courtney yelled, "What are you DOING in here? You're going to get me caught!"

"Chill, CIT. It's only been like seven minutes since the timer started, and I'm gonna hide in here, if you have a problem, you get out, 'cause I ain't moving. Oh, Owen might make his way in here eventually, if he can pull his fat ass 10 yards in 18 minutes."

Courtney sighed and slapped her forehead. "Just be quiet!" She snapped, and retreated back into her crate.

Several minutes later, Owen, gasping and sweating buckets, pulled himself through the doorframe, crawled over to a tarp and wrapped himself up in it, falling asleep.

Anne Maria rolled her eyes as she retreated underneath a canoe.

Noah and Gwen were currently jogging through the forest, still cuffed together.

"So where do you think we should go?" Gwen asked, still jogging.

"I don't know, I think we should just look around, find little caves. You know, the works." Noah said, uninterested.

Gwen rolled her eyes, "Aren't you excited for this? You don't have to do anything all day." She asked.

Noah smirked, "Yes, but I still don't really care where we hide. I'll probably just find a tree somewhere, more comfy then a cave."

Gwen sighed and pulled out a switchblade.

Noah chuckled, "Finally snapped and going to gut my 'scrawny ass'?" He said, eyeing the switchblade without fright.

Gwen smiled and cut the handcuffs. "As if." She said, "I haven't reached that point…yet." She finished.

After a couple minutes of walking, they came across a nice little cave, shielded slightly by some boulders.

" I'll head in here, and you find a tree somewhere nearby." Gwen suggested, starting to make her way into the cave.

"Okay," Noah said, shrugging. He started to climb the tree and found a comfy spot. He pulled out his newest read, 'Game of Thrones,' and started reading.

Gwen sighed and walked into the cave, finding a little nook to hide in.

"Where do you think we should hide, soldier?" Brick asked, climbing the hill to the 1,000-foot cliff with the male model.

"I think up at the top of the cliff somewhere. Find a little crevice, as long as it doesn't hurt my body. I have several different contracts, so I can't risk damaging my luscious exterior. Justin said, walking smoothly up the hill.

"That sounds fascinating and all, but that still doesn't help us find a spot to hide." Brick said, rolling his eyes.

Justin sighed, "Lets just jump off the cliff, then find a small patch of beach to hide on."

Brick shrugged, "Not bad." He then held up his handcuffed hand. "Do we break these?" he asked.

"Yes, I don't want it chafing my wrist." Justin said in worry.

Brick nodded and pulled out a combat knife. He cut through the cuffs and the two, finally reaching the cliff, jumped off.

After they resurfaced, they headed to a sandy patch right below the cliff, they swam over and rested, hoping for the best.

"Where do you think we should hide?" Dawn asked Bridgette. The two were currently walking around camp.

Bridgette tapped her chin, looking thoughtful. "Well, I would prefer to stay out of the woods. So we should find a place in camp. I think we should play smart, and win immunity."

Dawn nodded in agreement, "But where would be a good place to hide? The cabins are where Chef would look first."

Bridgette thought some more. After a few seconds, he face lit up. "I know, come on, follow me, quickly!" She squealed, running towards the Gopher cabin where the two slept.

"But Chef will check here first!" Dawn said, perplexed.

"Just shush and help me change with the handcuffs!" Bridgette said, pulling out her bathing suit and taking off her sweatshirt, shirt, pants and shoes.

"How is this going to work?" Dawn asked, still confused.

"Just help me!" Bridgette said, still chuckling. With much difficulty, she was able to finagle her bathing suit on, but one shoulder was bare.

"Okay, your turn!" Bridgette said urgently, "Get your suit out and change!"

Dawn sighed and pulled out her purple suit. She changed and, like Bridgette, had a shoulder bare.

"Okay, come on!" Bridgette said, running to the Dock of Shame, dragging Dawn with her.

"Woo!" Bridgette cheered, jumping into the water, Dawn 'eep'ing as she was dragged in as well.

Dawn surfaced, spitting water, "Why are we here?" She said with a rather aggravated look on her face.

"Look, we hide underwater, then check to see if Chef's gone, then we just quickly hoist ourselves up and we are on the Dock!\

Dawn sighed, "It is a good plan… I just don't like getting wet."

"Oh, sorry!" Bridgette said, apologetic.

"No matter, lets just get under the Dock." Dawn said. The duo swam under the dock and waited.

After 10 or so more minutes, everyone was settled in his or her spot, and Chef started the hunt.

"Hehehehehe!" Chef cackled as he put on a ninja outfit, equipping knives and grenades to his belt.

"Uh, Chef?" Chris asked, popping his head into view, "You sure throwing knives and grenades at the campers is such a good idea?"

Chef sighed, "I guess you right." He then pulled out ninja shurikin and a machine gun.

"Haha, that's more like it!" Chris cackled, rubbing his hands together. "Now go get 'em, Cheffy Boy!"

Chef grinned manically and nodded. He then sprinted off towards the campground. He decided to check the Gopher's Cabin first. He crept in, and heard rustling from under the right bed. So he quickly dove underneath and grabbed the camper, Geoff, and threw him out.

"You're done, son." Chef said, "All losers are to report to the Mess Hall, and… wait." He stopped, smelling the air. His eyes widened. "NO!" He yelled hurling himself out the door, only too see Dakota and Harold celebrating on the Dock.

"Damnit!" Chef cursed, stomping over to the Dock! "Where were you two runts hiding?" He asked, pointing in the duo's faces.

"We hid in the Bass Cabin!" Harold chuckled, "And it was all Dakota's idea!" Dakota smiled, "Aw, thank you Harold! I'm just glad I'm not going anywhere tonight."

Chef smiled. "Well, not bad, but if you will excuse me." Quick as a flash, he reached into the water and pulled a dripping Dawn and Bridgette out by the back of their bathing suits/wetsuits.

"Careful, please." Dawn said, "This bathing suit is 100 percent recycled, I'd hate for it to tear."

"Yeah, and with Noah not being here? That would stink." Bridgette teased, causing the moonchild to blush.

"Okay-okay, you two horn-muffins get your asses to the Mess Hall." Chef said smugly, jerking his thumb towards the Mess Hall. The trio of blondes headed back towards the eating area.

"Hehe, Chef didn't find Tyler. I hope he forgot." Geoff chuckled to Bridgette and Dawn. Bridgette giggled and slung an arm around her boyfriend.

Turns out, Geoff was right to be hopeful. After sending Bridgette and Dawn on their way, he forgot about the cabins and decided to go hunting in the forest. On the way, he stopped by the boathouse, checking around.

He heard snuffling noises, and unearthed a tarp, causing a sleeping Owen to be flung to the ground.

"Don't eat me doughnuts! I'm supposed to eat you!" Owen screamed in a panic, being yanked from slumber. "Oh, hi Chef! Did I make it until sunset?"

Chef chuckled and pat the fat boy's head. "You lasted about 5 minutes, boy. Now get your chubby behind over to the Mess Hall, there is pizza over there."

"Pizza? Really? Awesome! YEA!" Owen yelled, getting up and sprinting out the door.

Chef, once again distracted, cast a mere quick glance around the boathouse and slammed the door closed.

In the boathouse, both Anne Maria and Courtney smirked silently.

"Hmm, where to go, where to go. The forest is so damn big." Chef grumbled, walking around. "Let's see… I guess I'll go… east." The big black man started walking east.

As he was walking east, a board shuffled slightly underneath the Mess Hall, and an eye peeked out. Looking around, it didn't see Chef, so she darted to the Dock, reaching it safely."

"Yes!" Eva cheered, careful to keep her idol hidden. "Invincibility for me! Hah!" She pumped her fists in triumph, and then headed towards the mess hall.

Back over with Chef, he had just pulled a chatty Sadie out of a cave.

"Ohmygawd, so you used Chanel fragrance in that cave?" Chef gushed, loving the way Sadie had done the cave. "Now girl you might have amazing fashion sense, but your still out. So, head back to the Mess Hall while I look for your buddy geek."

Sadie nodded and enthusiastically walked back to the Mess Hall.

"Cody boy, where areee yoouu?" Chef sang. "Big Ol' Cheffy is coming to GEEET YOOU!"

Underneath his hidey-hole, Cody was dealing with the adrenaline rush. "Please don't find me, please don't find me." Cody whispered, staying in his hidey hole.

After about 20 minutes, Chef gave up, deciding to come back later. He walked off deeper into the forest. He came across the secluded area where Duncan and Lightning were. He leaned against Lightning's tree and slammed his foot into Duncan's. With many cracks and 'oof's', Duncan came tumbling down, landing in front of Chef in a heap.

"Ow, my head." Duncan groaned, rubbing his mohawk. Chef smirked. "Up you go, punk, get back to the Mess Hall, but wait a sec, here's your buddy!" He finished, slamming his foot into Lightning's tree. The jock came tumbling down.

"Go ahead, jockstrap, back to the Mess hall with the both of you." Chef scolded them like they were children.

Grumbling, Duncan and Lightning headed back.

Several hours passed, and Chef was still unable to find anyone. Grumbling and pissed, he headed back to the Dock, only to see that Courtney had got immunity, to which she was jumping up and down in joy.

Only being 3 hours left, Chef decided it was time to get hardcore. He kicked down the door to the boathouse and ravaged it, unearthing Anne Maria. Stomping into the forest, he kicked various trees down until Noah came tumbling, and then found Gwen nearby.

"Ugh, how long did we have left?" Noah groaned, rubbing his back, "The tree was frekkin uncomfortable."

"About an hour and a half." Chef said, checking his blackberry.

"Fuck." Noah breathed. "Anyways, I'm off, coming?" He asked Gwen, who sighed and nodded, following him.

Chef cackled, "Only nine more to go!"

Alejandro and Heather were chilling on the beach, cuddling and relaxing. After a little while, they heard rustling in the forest.

"Hide!" Alejandro hissed, diving behind a rock. Heather leapt into the waves the moment Chef came bursting out of the trees, looking around like the ninja he was.

He looked around suspiciously, "I sense handsome man." He said, smelling the air. "I think… I don't know. Hmmm…" He peeked around, looking by some rocks, missing the ones Alejandro had hidden behind.

"Hmm.. guess there is nobody here." Chef said, starting to head back to camp.

Alejandro peekd out behind the rocks and Heather surfaced from the water.

Alejandro smiled, "Phew! That was close!" He said, relieved.

Back at camp, Chef still couldn't find anyone, and he was starting to get really pissed off.

"God damn it, these runts are so much better at it then they were back in Season 1!" Chef grumbled.

Brick and Justin were very bored. They tried playing I Spy, but Justin had shot that down quickly, saying straining his eyes could cause damage to a magnificent forehead.

As the duo sat in an awkward silence, Justin thought he'd talk strategy.

"So Brick," Justin started, "If we lose tonight, who are you gunning for?" He asked smoothly.

"Whoever destroyed Sergeant Clocksworth." Brick said, kicking the sand. "And I will keep voting for them until they are gone.

Justin nodded. "I was wondering, would you like to join an alliance with me and Anne Maria?"

Brick was about to say that he was already in an alliance with Jo, Courtney and Trent, but shut his mouth at the last second.

"No thanks." Was all he said, "Maybe later on in the competition, if we both are still around."

Justin nodded and ripped off his shirt to perfect his tan.

"HAHA! Got you, you scrawny little punk!" Chef cheered, dropping Tyler into the Mess Hall. Tyler sighed and nodded. Chef smirked, "Thought I forgot about you. Idiot teens!" He suddenly stopped, his ears twitching. He thought he heard a 'rip' in the distance.

"FOR SPARTA!" Chef bellowed, diving out of the Mess Hall window and sprinting towards the direction of the sound. After a couple minutes, he came across Brick and Justin.

"Found you, you little weenies!" Chef cackled. "OH man, I am on a roll, time to destroy EVERYBODY!" He cackled. Unfortunately for him, at that moment, the timer went off, and Chris's voice rang out all over the island.

"Attention campers, the challenge is now over. Our invincibility winners are Eva, Mike, Ezekiel, Alejandro, Heather, Jo, Trent, Courtney, Cody, Dakota and Harold! Everyone please head back to the Mess Hall, it's time to see who won!"

Ten minutes later, everyone was seated in the Mess Hall. Chris sat at the head of the table, all eyes on him.

"Well campers," the host said, "It's time to see which one of you teams won. The winners of this challenge are, with 6 immunities…

…

The Screaming Bass!"

The Bass erupted into cheers, while Duncan looked pissed.

"McLean, we have six two!" Duncan protested, counting on his fingers. "Eva, Alejandro, Heather, Lightning, Mike and Ezekiel. That's six, dorkface!"

Chris cackled, "I never said Lightning's immunity counted towards the challenge. Dorkface." He emphasized. "Now, go relax, and I'll see the Gophers at the elimination ceremony, tonight… Actually, I'll only be seeing Noah, Bridgette, Geoff, Dawn, Duncan, Tyler and Gwen, as the rest of you guys are immune."

Half the Gophers groaned and half the Gophers cheered. The campers dispersed to go and do their own things.

(WITH THE BASS)

"Way to win, guys!" Owen cheered, "WOOHOO!"

Trent chuckled, "Heck yea, turns out Jo's strategy worked like a charm!"

Jo scoffed, "I knew it would. I mean, come on! It's me!"

The Bass rolled their eyes. Currently everyone but Brick, who had gone off to think, was chilling on the porch of the Bass Cabin, doing their own thing. Cody and Harold were playing Yu-Gi-Oh, Anne Maria, Sadie and Dakota were talking fashion (Dakota was agreeing to everything the two were saying, trying to get in their good books.), Owen was eating, Courtney was reading, Brick and Jo were discussing something quietly with Trent, and Justin was tanning.

"Who do you think is going to get kicked off the Gophers?" Harold asked, not looking up from his card game.

The Bass all thought for a second.

"Noah." Cody said.

"Geoff." Sadie said, "He was like, so mean."

"Definitly Noah." Jo said, "Alejandro's not going to mess up an opportunity."

"You never know," Courtney argued, "I hope it's Duncan or Gwen."

"Psh, what a shocker." Justin said. "I hope it's the bookworm. "

"I think Geoff is going to head out tonight." Trent guessed.

"Aw, I hope it's not my buddy Noah, it's hard to guess, since they are all my friends. I guess I'd have to go with Dawn, I don't know her that well." Owen said.

"Psh, it's going to be dat party guy." Anne Maria scoffed.

"I think they will take out Noah." Dakota said, examining her fingernails.

"Interesting…" Harold said, "Interesting."

(CONFESSIONAL: HAROLD):

Harold: It's interesting to see my teammates opinions. Of course most of them are wrong, but I'm not going to tell them that.

(END CONFESSIONAL: HAROLD):

(WITH ALEJANDRO AND HIS ALLIANCE)

"Well well well." Alejandro said, grinning happily. "All of us immune, and all of them vulnerable. Which one too pick, however?"

At that moment, Bridgette walked by, and Heather called to her. "Hey Bridgette, come here for a second!"

Bridgette walked over, suspicious. "What do you want, Heather?" She spat.

Heather smiled, "No need for hostility. I was just wondering if you'd like to strike a deal?"

Bridgette eyed the queen bee warily, "What kind of deal?" She asked.

"We can guarantee your safety if you vote for the person we say." She said sweetly. Alejandro smirked behind her, nodding encouragingly.

Bridgette thought for a second, then stepped forward and slapped Heather across the face, HARD.

"Ow!" Heather yelled, holding her face, where a bruise was starting to form. "What the FUCK Bridgette."

Bridgette bristled. "I'm not going to turn on my friends, I'm not YOU, Heather." She spat. She then stalked off.

"Ow." Heather said, trying not to cry.

"We'll decide this later." Alejandro said to Lightning, Mike, Eva and Tyler. They nodded and left.

"You okay, chica?" Alejandro said, gingerly touching the mark on her face.

Heather sighed and took a deep shuddering breath. "Yeah, I guess." She said, collecting her self, "Let's decide who we are going to kick off.

(CONFESSIONAL: BRIDGETTE):

Bridgette: I can't believe the nerve Heather had! I got so mad. Though, it did feel amazing!

(END CONFESSIONAL BRIDGETTE):

(CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER):

Heather: That bitch is SO going to pay.

(END CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER):

Duncan, Dawn, Noah and Gwen were sitting in the Cabin. Geoff was currently in the bathroom and Bridgette had gone off for a walk.

"So, who are we booting?" Duncan asked, looking at his girlfriend.

Gwen shrugged, "I'd say Tyler."

Noah was quick to interject. "I disagree. We should keep him around. I say we take out Bridgette or Geoff."

Duncan narrowed his eyes at the bookworm. "Why should we take out someone from out alliance?"

"Because sometimes it's either them or you." Noah snapped. "I don't like it either, but Tyler can be useful in the future."

"What do you think, Dawn?" Gwen asked the moonchild, who hadn't said a word.

Dawn sighed, "I have to agree with Duncan, I think Tyler would be best for the boot."

"Fine, you vote for who you guys want, and I'll vote for who I want." Noah said, pulling out his book.

"Oh, no you don't." Dawn said, snatching his book. "You are angry, you need to meditate."

"Look, I don't think it's really for me." Noah said, but it was redundant. Dawn was already dragging Noah out to the forest.

Gwen chuckled, and at that moment Bridgette came in, steaming.

"What happened?" Gwen asked, noticing the angry look on her friends face.

Bridgette told her the story, and by the end, Gwen and Duncan were laughing.

"You slapped her!" Gwen said, cackling. Bridgette chuckled and nodded.

"Excellent." Duncan said, and at that moment Geoff came in. After being told the story, he too was amused. They settled down and just chatted until the bonfire ceremony.

3 hours later, the Gophers were called to the ceremony.

"Greetings campers!" Chris said, looking at the 7 campers who were vunerable.

"Hello, Chris!" Tyler said nervously.

"Who's ready for marshmallows?!" Chris said, pulling out six fluffy treats. Everyone squirmed in their seats at the sight of them.

"The first marshmallow of the night goes too…

…

Geoff."

The party boy sighed in relief, eating his marshmallow.

"Five more to go!" Chris cackled, "The second marshmallow goes too…

…

Dawn!"

The moonchild smiled and got a hug from Noah before getting her treat.

"Okay, now the next marshmallow goes too…

…

Gwen."

The goth sighed and hugged her boyfriend.

"Duncan, you are also safe!" Chris said, tossing the marshmallow to the shows favorite delinquent.

"Sweet." Duncan said smugly eating his marshmallow.

"And now the rest of you received votes." Chris said, casting his gaze on Tyler, who looked nervous, Noah, who looked indifferent, and Bridgette, who looked surprised.

"The next marshmallow of the night goes too…

…

Noah!"

"Thank god." Noah muttered, eating his treat, only to get glomped from behind by Dawn. Choking out his marsmallow, Noah weakly returned the hug as Duncan cackled like a maniac.

"Bridgette, Tyler, this is the final marshmallow of the night. It goes too…

…

Tyler."

"What?" Bridgette gasped in shock, looking around at her teammates, then glaring towards where Alejandro was. "That bastard!" Bridgette said, as Geoff scooped her up and planted a big romantic kiss on her lips.

"Touching, touching. Now get out of here, Bridgette." Chris said, pointing to the Dock of Shame. Bridgette nodded and walked over to her cabin, grabbing her stuff.

"Bummer you had to go, Bridge." Gwen sighed giving her a hug when she came back. "If it's any consolation, I think Noah was the only one out of us to vote for her."

"Gee, thanks, those bus tires hurt." Noah said sarcastically, as Bridgette chuckled and gave him a hug as well. "It's okay, you gotta save your own skin." She said, also giving hugs to Dawn, Tyler and Geoff, and a knuckle bump to Duncan (Insistant on his part).

"Bye guys!" Bridgette called as the boat sped away, leaving the original friends alliance with only 5 members.

As soon as she was out of sight, Gwen turned around and jabbed her finger into Noah's chest.

"You." She hissed, "If only you had voted for Tyler, she might still be here."

"actually, no she wouldn't." Chris interjected. "She got way more votes, just saying.

"Thanks for giving me so much credit. I tend to know what I'm talking about." Noah said, brushing by her and walking back to the cabin.

Gwen sighed, and looked at a despondent Geoff, "Sorry Geoff." She said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Hm? Oh, it's okay, everyones got to go sometimes." Geoff said, everyone now walking back to the cabin.

With the Bass:

"Tomorrow morning, first thing." Brick warned his team, "I'm going through all the luggage and finding out who did this. If it's none of you guys, I'll go check the Gophers. We'll just have to see how it turns out. Do I make myself clear?" His teammates nodded. "All right, I'll see you guys bright and early tomorrow."

Once everyone was asleep, it cut to Chris on the Dock of Shame.

"Well folks, looks like we had another surprise elimination! Guess Bridgette shouldn't have lost her temper like that! Find out the conclusion to all the drama next time on Total! Drama! Chaos!"

Alejandro: I vote for Bridgette. Even though Heather wants her around, NO ONE, and I repeat NO ONE, slaps my chica and gets away with it. I think everyone else is on the same page. Or at least they better be.

Bridgette: Sorry Tyler, but it's you or my friends!

Dawn: I vote for Tyler, he is the best possible choice.

Duncan: Tyler's gotta go, sorry bro.

Eva: That TRAITOR is finally going down! Yes! Bridgette is out of here!

Ezekiel: I vote fur Noah. I think it's good to take out the leaders of the alliances, and since Alejandro is immune, it's goota be Noah.

Geoff: Sorry Tyler dude, but you're the reason this all started in the first place.

Gwen: Bye Tyler. Nothing personal.

Heather: I vote for the bookworm. Hopefully Alejandro will keep true to his word and keep Bridgette, but I'm not holding my breath. It's sort of cute how he stands up for me.

Lightning: The Lightning votes for that surfer girl!

Mike: I vote for Bridgette, even though I would like to vote Noah.

Noah: After thinking it over, I decided to vote for Bridgette. I feel it would be best for the alliance, and after hearing her story, theres no way Alejandro would let her stay.

Tyler: I vote for Bridgette, I hope Noah's alliance doesn't kick me off.

Bridgette: 6 votes. (Alejandro, Eva, Lightning Mike, Noah, Tyler.)

Tyler: 5 votes. (Bridgette, Dawn, Duncan, Geoff, Gwen.)

Noah: 2 votes. (Ezekiel, Heather.)

Elimination Order: Blainley, Staci, Beth, LeShawna, Sierra, Cameron, B, Lindsay, Sam, Izzy, Scott, Zoey, DJ, Katie, Bridgette.

Remaining Screaming Bass: Harold, Owen, Anne Maria, Cody, Dakota, Trent, Brick, Jo, Justin, Sadie, Courtney.

Remaining Killer Gophers: Lightning, Ezekiel, Noah, Dawn, Alejandro, Gwen, Duncan, Eva, Geoff, Heather, Mike, Tyler.

Acosta perez jose Ramiro: Thank you very much my good sir!

Cupcakes11: Yay Nawn! Haha thanks! WOO Hell yeah!

Guest: Haha no problem! Aw thanks dude! Yeah, that would be awesome XD.

Kenny plain: Thank you!

The ye old storyteller: Yeah! FREAK OUT, BABY! WOOHOO! Yeah I'm done too . Yes the Gophers are most of the plotline, but I do try and give the Bass plenty of stuff too, but several of those members will take a more major role later on in the story.

Snaehark19: Lol I don't know how soon it will be, but I hope you like it.

ThatCrazyChick196: Thank you haha glad you think so . Here is moar!

Broadwayfan2013: Thank you, I'm glad you like it :D.

RedEyedWarrior: I'm glad you like it, and It's cool that you like the challenge! Seriously Owen, you might be uhm, sexually confused? But that doesn't mean that every other dude on the show is as well; so you shouldn't whip out your gentleman's sausage and take a leak infront of them o-O…

Tigerfang98: Ooo, I like you, you drill me with questions! Slender is fun and scary as hell, Dakota's motives to be revealed soon, and every other fanfic I've read that have Katie and Sadie in it, Katie has made it further, and I have plans for Sadie, but that comes later on in the fic. Just because someone is overweight doesn't mean they are a loser :/…

Guest: Lol, Yes, DxG did win, sorry if your DxC or TxG. Thanks dude!

Who is going to be the poor sucker framed for the clock destruciton? Find out next time! Review if you enjoyed :)!