Author's Note: It's early, but I wanted to go ahead and get it out, next chapter should drop Sunday.
Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama, the shuffled concept or the (most of) the characters.
And to answer some reviews:
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Oh it definitely does...
Derick Lindsey:Well I had to make the start kind of powerful! That one and the next one make up for some of the filleryness of the bulk of this quarter. And don't feel bad about it, I like the questions. 'Wait and see' is the answer to the majority of this review though.
That British Guy: Glad to hear you happy about Noah, I hope Staci's final fate turns your opinion of her around.
StarHeart Specials: Pretty much...
dwarvnecro: Thanks!... I think...
Guest: Sorry, but Tyler's still got some use in him... I'm glad you liked that it was Team Amazon who won. And how the others react depend on how it's all revealed...
sneak13579: Oh, thanks for clearing that up. Interesting prediction, but that's next chapter.
Remaining Competitors:
Team Omega: Matthew, Mike, Noah, Tyler
Team Amazon: Alejandro, Scarlett, Sierra, Victor, Zoey
Heard of the Twelve Trials of Hercules? The Final Nine should be so lucky.
Episode 14: Greece's Pieces
"Previously on Total Drama World Tour!" Chris began as the recap montage started with the plane icon moving across the world map towards the British Isles. "London, England," he said over a shot of the Tower Bridge, "home of royalty," the two elderly guards were shown at their posts, "history," Chef walked up to Team Amazon in his executioner's outfit, "and some really hard buses." Matthew and Mal were shown plummeting down on the same failed parachute past a hung-up Tyler, "Crrrrrunch!" onto the double-decker bus.
"Here, Victor went through a painful growing period," the gentleman was shown getting stretched on the torture rack, "we said a surprise hello to Noah," the bookworm was revealed to have been captured by Tyler and Harold, "and a sad goodbye to Harold." The dweeb was shown giving one last message to Tyler before he jumped off the plane.
"And last but not least, Victor and Scarlett accidentally had a steamy private moment," the host added over a shot of two friends kissing in the restroom confessional as Mal quietly slid in and out with a grin on his face, "that wasn't completely private."
The recap ended, and the feed moved to the cockpit. "It's almost like somebody broke the bathroom lock on purpose," Chris said with a falsely thoughtful look, "just so this could happen! But who's got two thumbs and would've done that?" he asked cheekily, pointing both thumbs at himself with a wide and proud grin.
"We've got nine competitors left and a million dollars on the line," Chris told the camera. "Who's game is getting old? And who's strong enough to grab the gold? Find out right now, on Total! Drama! World Tour!" A flock of geese flew in formation across the screen below the plane, and the host added "Oopah!"
"Aww, now that is just embarrassin'," Chef grumbled in response.
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[The sequence opens with a tilted shot of a stagelight swinging up and turning on in front of an airport control tower, followed by another light popping out of an overhead compartment along with a pair of oxygen masks; then a camera forcibly ejecting a raccoon from a wing engine and another camera bursting out of a suitcase, sending undergarments flying. A pair of white-skinned arms clap a film slate in front of the camera, which then flies down the aisle of first class seats. It passes a drink cart, then forces Chris to jump to the side as the camera flies into the cockpit.]
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doin' fine
[Chef is piloting the plane in the cockpit, bobbleheads of himself and the host sitting on the control panel. For a single frame he turns his head and glares at the camera before it passes through the windshield and out onto the runway, the silhouette of the CN Tower visible in the distance as the camera flies over and through several baggage carts.]
You guys are on my mind
[Fading through the whiteness of a baggage cart, the camera emerges close to the CN Tower. The camera flies up along it, the sun shining bright at its peak. The scene arcs downward towards a lake, and speeds forward into it with a splash.]
You asked me what I wanted to be
[The bubbles from the splash fade to show Noah underwater in his bathing suit, with crossed arms and a scowl on his face. He does nothing to stop himself from sinking, and the camera pans up to the surface.]
And now I think the answer is plain to see
[On the roof of the cabin of a boat woven from reeds, Scarlett is calmly looking down and writing something on a notepad.]
I wanna be...famous
[The camera pans down and to the right to where Sierra and Leshawna are having a slap fight as crocodiles leap out of the water on either side and snap their jaws. The boat leaves the screen, and on 'be' one of the reptiles winces; the camera moves back to the boat, revealing that it had crashed into an inflatable raft which Harold on. The raft begins to sink, and while Harold sinks the two girls reach for him at the same time, only to end up in another slap fight.]
I wanna live close to the sun
[The camera flashes to the Statue of Liberty, immediately cutting to the top of its head as Sky helps Victor climb to the top. He gives her a grateful smile.]
Well pack your bags, 'cause I've already won
[The couple stops with shock on their faces as Mike, sporting a dark grin and hair over one of his baggy eyes, suddenly runs past, pushing a terrified Duncan in a baby carriage. The punk opens his mouth in alarm as the comedian stops and launches the carriage straight into Staci, who had gotten down on all fours in their path. The carriage flips over, sending Duncan over the edge of the statue.]
Everything to prove
[The camera quick-pans to Matthew with a sneer on his face in a frozen setting. Duncan lands on the boy and knocks him down. The punk smirks at the hipster, who sends him a hate-filled glare.]
Nothin' in my way
I'll get there one day
[Another pan to the right shows Heather with a compact mirror in her hand and doing her make-up. Her eyes widen in alarm as she spots something in the reflection, and then she runs away. The camera pans to a polar bear glaring at the queen bee... which reveals itself to be Kitsune wearing a costume when the goofball takes of the head to giggle to herself.]
'Cause I wanna be...famous
[The camera zooms out to show a baby seal snarling at the goofball, who gives it a confused look until it attacks her and causes her to run away. The camera zooms in on the glacial background, and flashes over to Tyler and Alejandro surfing a rather large wave. The jock tries to double-point to the camera but he crashes into the charmer, sending both into the water.]
(Na nananana nanananana nananananana)
[Malcolm and Zoey were next, taking over-exaggerated steps along a certain British crosswalk as the Total Drama Jumbo Jet suddenly flew down the road, forcing both teens to duck in terror as the plane blew cars and trees past them. The scene changes again, now showing the entire cast in a human pyramid on top of the jet wearing parachute packs, singing the lyrics, and kicking their legs to the beat. On bottom are Alejandro, Sierra, Harold, Leshawna, Staci, and Malcolm. The second row consists of Heather, Scarlett, Zoey, Sky, and Victor. The third row is Noah, Matthew, Tyler, and Kitsune; while on top are Mike, looking like himself again, and Duncan.]
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous (Na nananana nanananana nananananana)
[The jet flies right past Big Ben, causing one face of its clock to spring off; the jet flies over the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, startling a very French mime into dropping a croissant; the jet flies past a rock balancing on a stone pillar, causing the rock to fall off and land in front of the camera with a cloud of dust.]
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous (Na nananana nanananana nananananana)
[The dust clears to show Mike and Duncan in close-up on top of the human pyramid, with the punk suspiciously eyeing the comedian. The camera then pans down to Sky and Victor as they smile at each other, then down again to Malcolm as a bird flies into his face, causing him to frown.]
[The lyrics end as the scene cuts to Chef Hatchet in the cockpit, looking above him with a scowl on his face. A guitar is strummed as the hulking pilot looks forward and turns the plane sharply to the left, and the last few whistling notes play as, back outside, the cast falls through the open air. Most soon deploy their parachutes and float down safely, the camera panning down as Matthew and Sierra arrive to show the majority of the cast lined up and smiling at the camera. The hipster lands on the far left end; to the right are Leshawna, Harold, Noah, Zoey, Mike, Sky, Victor, Scarlett, Heather, Duncan, Alejandro, and Sierra. Malcolm is sitting on his butt in front of Sky and Victor, the couple looking at the boy in concern. Tyler had landed on his stomach in front of Matthew, Leshawna, and Harold, and Kitsune had landed on her butt next to him in front of Noah, giving the camera a peace-sign. The jet speeds in for a landing behind them as the song ends, the logo for 'Total Drama World Tour' on its side. Only then does Staci finally land flat on her face in the middle of the group, causing everybody to avert their eyes from the camera and look down at her with surprise.]
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Like so many before it, the episode opened with a shot of the Total Drama Jumbo Jet in flight, headed towards the left with the sun behind it.
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The scene immediately cut to the restroom confessional, where Scarlett was nervously looking from her camera to the door.
"Ever since London, I've been... avoiding Victor," she explained after a moment, worry and uncertainty all over her face. "Kissing him was an accident, and a mistake. But how does one even apologize for that? And then there's Sky. I spent an entire night convincing her that nothing would ever happen with Victor and me, only for something to happen."
She sighed sadly. "Of course, Mike saw everything," she added with a pitiful motion to the toilet she was sitting on. "And since I'm almost positive he has something going on with Matthew, then it's a safe bet that he knows also!"
She sighed again. "I suppose I could set my team aside and explain things, but I think I may have already missed the window for that..."
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"It's nice to have a numbers advantage," Zoey mused as the scene cut to her new teammates relaxing in first class. "Wouldn't you say Victor?"
"Did you say something?" the gentleman asked as the shot cut to him nervously glancing around the mini-bar. "I was distracted."
"Are you okay?" Zoey asked. "You've been kinda jumpy ever since London."
Victor flashed a brief and panicked look for a moment before nodding. "I suppose I am still wary after facing the Ripper," he said almost convincingly.
Zoey gave the gentleman a blank look of own before shrugging and reclining in her seat. "As long as you're okay," she said before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
Alejandro raised an eyebrow at the conversation and once Zoey was asleep he leaned towards Sierra and said "You and I have a problem."
"What do you mean?" Sierra asked in confusion.
"We are newcomers on a team that clearly has a strong base of friendship," he told her. "We should work together and find a way to avoid our eliminations if we lose."
"You mean an alliance?" Sierra asked him suspiciously.
"I know I haven't been trustworthy in the past," Alejandro tried to say.
"You haven't," the super-fan said dryly.
"But I can assure you that this offer is genuine," the charmer continued. "After all, right now I need you as much as you need me. So, shall the last two members of Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot work together to make the finale?"
Sierra looked flabbergasted for a moment, then blandly told him "I'll think about it."
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"Of course I know Alejandro's playing me," Sierra told the camera with an exasperated expression. "I've seen every episode of this show like eighteen times! Hello!"
She crossed her arms and smirked. "I'm playing Alejandro."
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The scene flashed to a close-up of Tyler sleeping soundly, curled up on an economy class bench like a dog. The camera pulled back a little, first showing Noah sitting next to him and giving him an odd look, then showing Mal and Matthew watching on the other side of the room.
"I'll cut to the chase," Matthew told the bookworm. "Can we count on you to vote off Tracksuit next time we lose?"
"How about an answer for an answer," Noah replied. "I wanna know how you and Mike wound up becoming so tight. Especially considering how you treated everyone back when the season started."
"Hey, I respect Mike," Matthew said not at all convincingly, causing the troublemaker to send him a look of contempt that only Noah noticed. "He deals with a serious condition on a daily basis. And I respect you, after all you beat out twenty-one other competitors with your mind alone. I think the three of us could make an excellent Final Three."
Noah raised an unbelieving eyebrow at the hipster.
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"Yeah," Noah dryly said in the confessional, "I haven't been sweet-talked that much since the captain of the football team tried to get me to do his math homework."
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The shot cut back to Matthew as he looked over at Tyler and rolled his eyes. The camera panned over to the jock as he yawned and sat up to stretch, then blinked in confusion at the six eyes watching him.
"What'd I do?" he asked in confusion before his eyes widened in realization. "Look I know I messed up in London," he tried to say.
"And everywhere else," Matthew muttered under his breath.
"But that's done with!" the jock declared. "From now on, Tyler's gonna bring the gold!"
"I wouldn't worry," Mal said dismissively. "I know for a fact that we'll be on top again soon."
The camera lingered back on Matthew as he shot his ally a curious look.
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"Because once I tell everyone an edited version of what happened between Victor and Scarlett," Mal confessed, "The Amazons won't be able to work together for the rest of the game."
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"Mike seems confident about something," Matthew mused. "Too confident. I need to find a way that he uses whatever he has, but in a way that stops him from getting too powerful.
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Noah sighed. "I hate being in this stupid game."
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The footage cut ahead to the eight contestants gathered on opposite sides of a table in some dimly-lit part of the common area; Team Amazon was standing on the left, Team Omega on the right, and Chris was in the middle.
"Prepare yourselves for challenges," the host began as the team logos briefly appeared over their respective groups, "of an amateur caliber." Tyler Mal and Matthew smiled while Noah rolled his eyes; Scarlett and Victor did their best to avoid meeting each other's eyes while Zoey and Sierra looked between them in confusion and Alejandro smirked at all four.
"Because we're recreating the original Olympics!" the host finished, earning vaguely disappointed looks from the competitors. "And we're heading to the birthplace of the Olympics right now, in-"
"Greece," Scarlett answered plainly.
"Atlantis?" Sierra added, eagerly raising her hand.
"Mount Olympics?" Tyler replied in confusion.
"Wrong," Chris told Scarlett, "fictional," he told Sierra, "aaaaand what?" he told Tyler. "We're going to Rome, Italy!" he announced.
"I can see you kept up your expert level research while I was gone," Noah snarked.
"And Scarlett was correct," Alejandro spoke up. "The Olympics originated in Greece."
"No," Chris countered, "they origina-"
"No, they're right," Zoey interrupted, "it's Greece."
Chris paused, frowned, then angrily looked through his notes and tossed a few away. "Interns!" he called out irately. Two men, one black and one white immediately scrambled to his sides. He gave them each a sidelong glance then said "Everyone should probably hang onto something. Everyone except you," he told the nervous black intern.
The shot cut outside as the plane tilted and the intern in question flew screaming out an open door.
Back inside, Chris tapped the remaining intern on the chest with his wad of notes. "Yoouu, might wanna find some info on Greece," he told the man. "Quickly." The intern took the notes and scampered off. "Greece...it is...," Chris told the camera, walking away with an awkward laugh.
The camera pulled back to show the contestants hunkered down, under the table or grabbing onto one of its legs. "Chef, slight change of plans," the host called out to the pilot from off-screen, and the contestants stood back up and faced each other.
"Prepare yourselves for battle!" Matthew taunted the other team.
"Child's play, " Alejandro retorted. "The five of us are much better athletes than the four of you!"
"Oh please," Tyler scoffed, "like I'm gonna lose an Olympic challenge."
"Do you honestly expect us to lose?" Alejandro taunted back. "We have Commando Zoey on our team!"
The camera zoomed in on an anxious Scarlett as Tyler replied with "And I'm an actual athlete!" off-screen.
"I wouldn't be so smug," Alejandro said from out of sight, "because from what I can see the only medal you'd get is in benchwarming."
The shot zoomed out briefly to show the whole cast again as most of the cast dispersed; Scarlett stayed put and when it looked likes he was the only one left in the room she donned a troubled expression and sighed.
"Scarlett," Victor spoke up, startling the brainiac as the camera rapidly zoomed back out to show the gentleman standing behind her. "We must talk about London."
Scarlett gave him a pleading look. "Please, I feel horrible enough already." She closed her eyes and began to walk away, but was stopped by Victor's next words.
"Will you not feel even worse if our friendship fall apart because we refused to acknowledge this?" the gentleman asked. "It was an accident. You have no reason to feel guilty about it," he added.
Unseen by Victor but not by the cameras, Scarlett's eyes briefly popped open, filled with tears. "You don't know what you're talking about,"s he said, closing her eyes and clenching a fist. "Let me guess," she hissed, "next you'll say you don't hate me for forcing you to cheat on Sky."
"No," Victor answered plainly, the shot zooming out again as he grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him. "Because there was no cheating. If anything, I am the one to blame."
"No one else will see it that way," she said sadly before walking out of the room, leaving Victor with an upset look on his face.
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The footage skipped ahead, the scene moving to the Parthenon as the camera zoomed in on the cast. "Welcome to the Acropolis in Athens, Greece," Chris opened, the white intern standing by his side. "Home to many of the first Olympians. Who, as my intern has informed me," he motioned to the man who smiled proudly, "competed naked!" He waggled his eyebrows and grinned.
The cast looked shocked and quite taken aback, except for Tyler who just shrugged.
"Well if we gotta we gotta," he said while moving his hands to his waist.
Everyone gasped and looked away from the jock.
"No no no!" Chris interrupted, both he and the intern shoving their hands in front of their eyes. "That was just a quirky fact and not an order. There's no need to be a 100% accurate here...unless there's a tiebreaker, in which we will resort to nudity," he added. "Until then everybody stay dressed. Very dressed," he reiterated sternly.
The host shoved his notes into the intern's hands, then walked forward with his hands clasped behind his back. "Today we're gonna do things a bit differently," he explained. "Since Team Omega's down a man and Alejandro's the only one here with any measurable athletisicm." Tyler groaned in frustration. "To make things more fair, all of today's challenges will be one-on-one matches. Every victory gets you a gold medal," he explained as the camera began to pan across the relatively blank faces of the contestants. "The team with the most golds wins first class tickets to our next destination. Second place wins a brutal elimination ceremony," the host finished with a dark grin.
"Aren't there usually silver medals for the Olympics?" Zoey asked.
"Maybe at the real Olympics," Chris told her, "but like I said there's no need to be 100% accurate here. You get gold, or you get nothing."
"Fine by me," Matthew said with a shrug.
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"A silver medal is just an award for losing," the hipster told the confessional. "It's completely pointless and the lack of them might motivate my team to actually win something this time."
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"Our first historical event," Chris said as he lead the cast through a forest of marble columns, "is a Grecian Scavenger Hunt! The inside of the Odeon of Pericles is filled with maze-like rows of huge columns," he explained as the camera zoomed in on one of the columns then started panning to the right. "Players must search through this ancient forest of columns and return with the Grecian treasure that awaits you inside."
The shot moved back to the host. "First one to do so takes the gold!" he told them with a go-get-'em gesture. "So, who's goin' in?"
"I will," Mal and Scarlett said at the same time, stepping forward for Team Omega and Team Amazon, respectively. "Wait, why you?" the two said at the same time as they realized the other had stepped forward.
"I have a good feeling about this," Mal answered.
"This is clearly what I'll be most suited for," Scarlett said at the same time.
The two leveled oddly fierce glares at one another, causing Matthew to glance suspiciously between them. "What is going on-"
"Mike versus Scarlett it is!" Chris said quickly with his usual smile.
"Good," Mal remarked with a cocky and toothy smirk, "this'll be perfect."
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"There seems to be some tension between Mike and Scarlett," Alejandro remarked in the confessional. "And once I figure out what it is, I'll get Zoey or Scarlett to my side and finally put myself on top."
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"Did you see that?" Sierra asked the confessional. "Scarlett's always been a little ticked at her former Killer Bass team for voting her off instead of DJ, but now it seems that Mike's upset with her. Did he find out about the alliance against Team Omega?" She wondered. "No... he'd be more upset with Zoey if that was the case..."
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"As long as it's not me," Noah said as the footage cut back to the challenge, "I don't care."
"But you will compete," Chris told him sternly. "Or you'll be eliminated."
"I don't even want to be here!" Noah shouted.
"And sued," the host finished, causing the bookworm to grumble something under his breath.
"What was that?" Chris asked in warning.
"I didn't say anything," Noah said quickly.
"And you won't say anything until the Olympics are over," the host informed him with swift hand gestures. "Until then, you can either zip it or sing it," he continued with the appropriate hand gestures. "That'll make up for the songs you missed while you were in breach of your contract. And if you speak instead of singing, you'll earn a lash from Chef's Olympic Towel."
Noah rolled his eyes. "Wow," he said sarcastically. "Was the wet willie too barbaric for you?"
"Chef?" Chris asked with a smirk. "If you would?" He motioned to the side as the pilot walked up, wearing Spartan-like armor and carrying a bath towel that he had twirled around. With a dark grin, Chef towel-whipped the boy on the butt, causing him to yelp in pain.
"Shucks," Chris said with false disappointment. "You really should've sung that 'ow' bro."
Chef whipped him again, causing a much more musical scream to fly from the bookworm's lips.
"Much better," Chris grinned as the camera moved back to him. He leaned down, picked up a pair of trashcan lids, and threw them to the two who would be competing.
"What are these for exactly?" Scarlett cautiously asked.
"These authentic Spartan shields will help you in your treasure hunt," Chris explained. "For the treasure you seek is tied to an Erymanthean Boar!"
A sudden roar moved the camera's attention elsewhere, quick-panning to a large bear standing on its hind legs and snarling. Long, boar-like tusks had been tied onto its upper jaw, and it wore a gold medal around its neck.
"Good luck to you both," Chris told the competing teens as the shot cut back to them. "And just to make sure things go smoothly, Chef will be following you two." The pilot smiled and waved at the two. "Chef, sound the Spartan battle-horn!"
Chef took out a kazoo and blew a couple pitiful notes.
"Uuggh, that's the Spartan battle-horn?" Chris asked in annoyance. "For reals?" He paused as the others just gave him blank looks, then pointed emphatically off stage left. "Just go already!" he commanded, walking back to the left as Mal, Scarlett, and Chef moved to the right. "The rest of you, follow me!" he told the rest of the cast with a smile.
"Wait, we aren't staying to watch?" Alejandro asked in confusion as most of the other contestants began to follow the host. "What if something happens?"
"Relax, I sent Chef with them to watch for us in case anything interesting happens," Chris told him. "Right now it's time to flip channels, just like the real Olympics!" He smiled at the camera as he walked past, a smiling Tyler and suspicious Matthew behind him.
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The scene flashed over to another part of the ruined citadel, the two teams standing on opposite sides of a circle on the ground with their logos above them and the host between them.
"Pankration is an Ancient Greek martial art with no rules," Chris explained with particular emphasis on the lack of rules. "Last man standing wins the gold."
"I got this one, guys," Zoey said, stepping forward confidently only to be stopped by Alejandro.
"Hold on chicha," he said, "I am the strongest member of the team."
"I believe Alejandro should be our representative for this," Victor said. "I do not like the idea of a lady facing off in this particular challenge."
"I can fight for myself you know," Zoey told him irately.
"Yes," the gentleman said in agreement, "but I would prefer that you did not have to."
"Ummm...I need someone from Team Omega to get involved here?" Chris asked the other three. "Anyone?"
The shot moved over to Noah, Tyler, and Matthew who were now in a huddle, the perspective quickly shifting to a bottom-up view from their center.
"This isn't really my thing," Noah sang.
"Sorry," Tyler told him plainly, "but I think you should do this one."
"I can't believe I'm saying this," Matthew added, "but Tracksuit's right. The challenges look like their getting harder, and there's no way you're winning the next one."
"And I'll be in there with you," the jock told him.
"If I have to," Noah sang, and the three broke their huddle.
The camera moved back to its usual side view as Tyler and Noah stepped forward. "Looks like it's us," Tyler confidently announced.
"Sold!" Chris declared, raising a finger and swiping it down like a flag. "Into the ring with all of ya!"
"This won't be too bad," the jock told the bookworm as they walked forward and Matthew walked off to the right in the background. "Right!"
The camera shifted to show Zoey charging straight at her opponents with a battlecry.
Tyler and Noah screamed and were promptly bowled over by the indie chick.
"Maybe not," the bookworm sang woozily, a hand on the side of his head. "I sure hope Mike's doing better!"
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The scene moved to a close-up of the snarling boar bear, the camera zooming out as it swiped at Scarlett. The brainiac ran away while screaming, and the bear gave chase. She managed to duck behind a pillar, but as she stopped to catch her breath the camera zoomed out to show the bear standing right behind her.
The camera panned to the left to where Chef and an apathetic Mal were looking out from behind a different pillar. "Aren't you gonna try for the medal?" The cook asked.
"When she tires out the bear," Mal replied with a smirk.
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The scene moved back to the pankration arena. Zoey and Noah moved across the foreground, the indie chick swinging at her opponent only for the bookworm to frantically dodge each one. "It'll be easier if you just give up!" she taunted as she threw another punch.
"Agree to disagreeee~," Noah sang as he ducked from it.
As they moved off-screen, Tyler and Alejandro moved on-screen from the right. The two were facing each other and had their fists raised, but neither was making a move to attack. "You can't seriously believe you have a hope against me," Alejandro taunted his opponent.
"You better not screw this up!" Matthew yelled from the sidelines.
"Don't worry," Tyler said with a smirk, "I gotta plan." Alejandro raised an eyebrow in confusion as his opponent took a breath and backed up...then swiftly kicked him between the legs. The charmer went down with a pained whine, and Tyler immediately told him "Sorry!" with a genuine frown on his face.
"Ooh...," Sierra winced, the camera having moved to the sidelines, "that one hurt me. Zoey," she called to her remaining teammate still in the challenge, "it's all you now! You can do it!"
"Hah," Matthew scoffed as the shot quick-panned to the other side of the ring, "you're kidding yourself. She's outnumbered two to one!"
The focus moved back to Zoey as she smirked and started to roundhouse kick Noah with her left foot. The bookworm went to dodge ahead of time but the indie chick suddenly turned around with a kick from her right foot and struck the boy with enough force to land him next to Tyler.
"Do you have any ideas for this one?" Tyler asked as he helped the bookworm up.
"When I say now, get on all fours," Noah sang to which the jock nodded.
It was then that Zoey charged at the two boys again. This time however, Noah surprised her by yelling "Now!" and launching himself at the indie chick. Zoey stumbled backward a bit, then charged him again.
Only for her to trip over Tyler and land on the stone ground. "Awesome plan Noah!" the jock told his teammate as he pinned Zoey's arms for good measure.
Chris walked over with a pair of medals. "That's two gold for Team Omega," the host said as he tossed both medals towards Noah, who eagerly raised an arm to catch them, as Zoey tossed Tyler off of her.
"Wait, two?" the indie chick groaned as she got back on her feet.
"Hey, it was supposed to be a one-on-one challenge," Chris explained smugly. "But you guys turned it into a team event."
"Yes!" Tyler cheered, throwing his arms in the air.
"In a world where Tyler and Noah can win at wrestling," the host told the camera, "does Team Amazon really stand a chance? Find out when we come back, on Total! Drama! World Tour!"
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(Commercial Break)
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The episode resumed with Scarlett nervously backing through the odeon, trashcan lid shield clutched in front of her and eyes darting around. "I'm not sure if I'm tracking him or if he's tracking me" she said softly to herself.
It was then that she bumped into Mal, who had also been backing up. The two gasped, then turned around to face each other. "Oh, did you lose track of that poor boar bear already?" the brainiac shot. "Perhaps you're not as suited to this as you thought."
"I was actually looking for you," Mal shot back. "Because you'd be running from it."
Their argument was interrupted by an all-too-familiar ding, and the music note logo spinning into view on the bottom of the screen.
"Time for a song," Chris told them from off-screen before rapidly darting up next to them. "Please continue, this time with music!
The two gave him an annoyed look as he darted back to the sidelines and the music began.
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[Chef started the song, sitting against a marble column with a bouzouki in his hands. He played a couple short phrases on it, then with a strum the camera moved to the gap between two columns as Mal leaned out from behind the left one and looked around with an air of concentration.]
I know what you did, last night in the washroom
[Chef strummed his instrument a second time as Mal sang the line, and the troublemaker glanced smugly at Scarlett as the girl leaned out from the column on the right.]
Well there's a reason it's there so that probably is true
[Scarlett sang, a strum of the bouzouki accompanying each half of her line.]
You can't play dumb with me, I saw with my own eyes
[Mal answered, the scene moving to him leaning out from behind another column that was standing behind a fallen one; he walked out between them and to the right. Chef's strumming became longer here, though still with two distinct parts to match the troublemaker's lines.]
"Well then you know that it wasn't what it looked like."
[Scarlett replied in a terse spoken word, jumping up onto a second fallen column that was behind the standing one, then jumping down to the ground to follow Mal rightward.]
[The camera cut in for a close-up of a pillar in the background as Matthew looked out from behind it, watching them with suspicion on his face. It was then that Chef's melody became more complex, and a few other instruments entered the song.]
They won't see it like that
[Mal sang as he walked far in front of the column Matthew was watching from; the hipster raised an eyebrow just before the camera moved off him and back to Mal.]
They'll think that you are a rat
[Matthew showed himself again as Mal sang, leaning out from behind a different pillar as the troublemaker passed it. He quickly ducked back into hiding, however, as the camera stopped with the two next to an interesting statue; Victor, depicted as Eros the God of Love complete with handsome wings, bow and quiver, and nothing but a loose rope running over one shoulder and around his waist as clothing. The hipster was shown giving in an incredulous look in a brief close-up.]
It just meant a friendly kiss; But he turned around and that caused me to mi~i~i~i~iss
[Scarlett finished with a soulful but troubled expression as the camera moved back to her, Mal, and the statue while Matthew ducked back into hiding.]
[The scene cut to Victor and Zoey listening from the sidelines as the melody briefly simplified into a single chord from Chef. "I wonder what they're singing about." Zoey mused while failing to notice the gentleman's troubled expression, only for Chris to appear and shush him sharply before the melody picked up again.]
You've missed your chance, to tell the truth
[Mal sang in accusation, the camera zooming out to show the two standing on either side of a statue of Zoey depicted as the muse Terpsichore, stretched out on one leg and holding a lyre.]
In that case I won't say 'Look behind you'
[Scarlett answered, the shot zooming in on her before she pointed in alarm at something behind her opponent.]
"Huh?" That's a clever trick I have to admit
[The boar bear was shown standing menacingly behind Mal, but the boy easily ducked under its swipe and tackled it with a cocky grin, continuing the song as he wrestled with it.]
You're in for worse if you don't keep quiet about it!
[Scarlett sang threateningly, the camera moving back to her as she tried to creep around to the head of the bear and the gold medal around its neck.]
Don't think this will keep me quiet about your little tryst
[Mal taunted her, the shot cutting to him sitting on the roughed-up bear's back, holding its forelegs behind it and thus pinning it painfully to the ground. The medal was still around its neck, though the gold itself was visibly on the ground next to its head.]
It'll look like you made it up be-cause you just lost this!
[Scarlett countered, quickly rolling forward, grabbing the medal, and leaping away gracefully before the bear could snap at her and Mal could do anything but growl. brainiac singer quickly and excitedly rejoined the others on the sideline as the music came to an end.]
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"Woo! Go Scarlett!" Victor cheered as the brainiac ran up to the rest of the team. The three remaining members of Team Omega were behind them, Tyler looking disappointed while Matthew scowled and Noah seemed unaffected. The gentleman smiled at her, but Scarlett frowned and averted her eyes leading Victor to sigh. "You cannot be upset forever," he told her.
"Next event," Chris interrupted, bluntly walking by in front of the group. "Moving on!"
"What about the bear?" Zoey asked. "Or Mike?"
"Chef will take care of both of them," the host answered forcefully, leaning back into the shot to get into the indie chick's face. "Moving on!"
Scarlett shrugged half-heartedly and moved to follow him back off-screen, followed by Zoey though the girl shot an anxious in the direction Scarlett had come from.
The camera moved to the other members of Team Omega, Matthew looking suspicious as he stared off in the direction of the odeon as well while the other two boys shrugged and moved on with the host.
XXX
"Interesting song," Matthew admitted in the restroom confessional, his tone bitter as he sat with his arms crossed in front of him. "Looks like my ally has some information he decided not to share with me."
XXX
The scene cut over to a shot of the sun over the Parthenon, the camera zooming out to show the seven contestants and host gathered on the left end of a simple race track with several pairs of hurdles – half pink and half blue - set between the starting and finish line flags.
"Welcome to the hurdles event!" Chris began. "The ultimate test of speed and flexibility. Players must leap higher and higher," he explained as the shot cut in close, then quickly began panning across the progressively taller hurdles, "over these hurdles while they race for the finish line. First one across wins the gold!" he said as the shot landed on the finish line tape.
"And since Matthew, Victor, and Sierra are the only ones yet to compete, Matthew will go head- to-head with whoever the Amazons choose to represent them!" the host added before the shot panned over to the three competitors in question.
"I'm fast and flexible!" Sierra boasted, effortlessly kicking herself in the back of the head. "And my long legs should help me with the jumps."
"I've been doing hot yoga for years," Matthew replied confidently. "So don't expect to have a monopoly on flexibility." Sierra raised an eyebrow at the hipster's smug look, then he put his hands on his hips, raised his left leg straight up, lowered himself into splits, then tied part of his hair back into a ponytail with his shoes.
All of Team Amazon was gaping and bug-eyed as Matthew lifted himself back up all without using his hands.
XXX
"Now I know why I get so many weird looks when I do that," Alejandro confessed blankly."
XXX
The footage flashed ahead to a side view of the two opponents at the starting line, Matthew closer to the background with Sierra in the fore.
"On your mark," Chris began, raising an airhorn. "Get set," the host said, the two sharing one last glance.
The airhorn was blown, and the two took off. Matthew gained the lead even before they leaped over the first set of hurdles and widening it as they passed the next two.
"Don't worry," Matthew said cockily as he turned his head to face Sierra while maintaining his lead, "you've lost so much this season, what's one more challenge?" Sierra didn't react, her face set into a determined frown.
The shot cut to the others watching from the sidelines, with a particular focus on Tyler and Noah. "This is awesome!" the jock cheered. "We're on our way to first class for sure!"
The camera cut back to Matthew as he easily flipped over the next set of hurdles and landed on his feet with Sierra still about a foot behind him and still looking determined. "It's a good thing we voted off Harold!" he taunted. "I'd hate for your crush to see you get crushed!"
"Less mocking, more running!" Noah sang as the camera moved back to the sidelines again, now showing all four remaining members of Team Amazon watching nervously.
The shot moved back to the race, and Matthew leaped over the next hurdle. "Calm down!" he called back to his teammates. "If Tracksuit can beat them, then I know I ca-"
In the few seconds he wasn't watching where he was going he smacked right into the next hurdle, which was at about head height. Sierra managed to leap over it head-first, and landed in a graceful roll that took her well past his opponent.
"Go Sierra!" Victor cheered, the girls he was standing beside joining in. Matthew gasped and rubbed his forehead in pain, then quickly moved to catch up.
Sierra was shown running as fast as she could; she looked back and the camera zoomed out to show Matthew rapidly coming up behind him and both teens approaching the finish line. She faced forward again and grit her teeth, speeding up. The camera showed her running through the tape first, stopping shortly after and raising her fist with a triumphant "Yeah!"
"No!" Matthew cried, dropping to his knees and sliding past Sierra.
"A gold for Team Amazon!" Chris announced, holding up the medal as the camera panned to the other contestants.
"Well done!" Alejandro cheered, Zoey looking similarly excited while Scarlett and Victor smiled more modestly and Tyler groaned in disappointment.
\
The scene flashed over to Chef looking around the odeon. "Mike!" he called out. "Mike! Where are you?! We gotta get back to-"
He was interrupted by the bear running frantically past him, and the camera panned over to Mal calmly walking out of the forrest of columns.
"Hey Chef," Mal said with a dark smirk.
\
The scene cut back to the Parthenon, the hurdles equipment now gone but the contestants still assembled in front of it, Chris standing atop a ruined staircase, and Mal running up to them.
"Sorry I'm late," he told them as the camera cut in closer, "the bear took a while to lose. What happened while I was gone?"
"Well, me and Noah beat Alejandro and Zoey at wrestling," Tyler explained, "but then Matthew lost to Sierra in hurdles so we're tied." The hipster immediately rolled his eyes at the venom in Tyler's voice.
"And what took you so long?" Chris asked in annoyance as Chef joined the group.
"Chris man," Chef whispered to the host," we gotta talk about that Mike kid."
"I know," Chris whispered proudly. "The guy's a ratings gold mine." Chef gave him an incredulous look.
XXX
"That kid ain't right," Chef said in the confessional with a hint of fear in his voice and on his face.
XXX
"Can we focus on the game please?" Chris said as the static cut to him on the ruined staircase. "It's time for the dreaded tiebreaker!"
The sound of something being wheeled towards the group from off-screen filled the air as the camera panned across the faces of the campers, which were slowly becoming confused. "Are those... wings?" Scarlett asked.
"Attention please," Chris said with his trademark smile, the shot moving back to him as the white intern from earlier wheeled a large flatbed cart over. A pair angelic-looking wings attached to harness sat on stands on the cart. "Chef spent over one hour building two sets of wings out of wax, and the feathers we find in the plane's engine," Chris explained. "One member from each team must strap on the wings and take flight," he pointed upwards, "all the way up there."
The camera panned upward, quickly speeding up to make it to a gold medal hanging from a hook. Zooming out, the hook was revealed to be the end of a crane extending above the Parthenon, the gold gleaming in the sun.
"Whoever snags the gold medal outta the sky wins the Olympics and first class passage for their team," the host said.
"Sounds...kind of dangerous," Tyler spoke up.
"Not at all," Chris said as the camera moved back on him and the wings promptly fell to bits. The intern quickly wheeled the cart away, then came back with a leafblower which he put in reverse and sucked up the pile of feathers with. "We're gonna need some more wax!" Chris called off-screen before turning back to the contestants and rubbing his hands together in anticipation. "So, who's goin' up?"
"I suppose that is me," Victor volunteered for Team Amazon. "I am the only one who has yet to compete." He looked around at his teammates, all but Scarlett giving him encouraging smiles. The brainiac was doing her best to avoid looking at him
"And Team Omega?" the host asked. "Who's goin'?"
"I'll do it!" Tyler volunteered, raising his arms enthusiastically. "To the extreme!"
"Aaand since it's a tiebreaker," Chris spoke up, "before you two strap on your wings, please slip into these authentic Spartan battle costumes!" The camera pulled back from him, showing the red cloth draped over each arm.
The two boys shared a nervous look.
\
The footage flashed ahead to a slow upwards pan of the two competitors, revealing the matching costumes they now wore – open sandals; bronze greaves and armbands; short olive-colored skirts; the wing harness; and a red cape clasped with a bronze clasp.
"You two look ridiculous" Matthew commented during the pan before the camera cut over to him and Noah grinning, and Tyler looking uncomfortable.
"Those costumes are not authentic," Alejandro said, the shot moving over to Team Amazon.
"Was any part of this challenge really authentic?" Scarlett pointed out, earning a blank look from Alejandro.
"Good point," he admitted.
The shot moved over to Mal and Matthew, with the latter glaring at the former. "I don't know what you know about Scarlett," this hipster said. "But seeing's how Tracksuit's about to cost us another win, you better use it now."
Mal smirked. "I'm waiting for the right moment."
The camera cut to a close-up of a burning marshmallow on the tip of an arrow, the shot pulling back to show it and the bow in the hands of Chris. "On your marks," he announced, drawing the arrow back an inch.
"Well it better come soon!" Matthew hissed at his ally. "Because if you keep quiet and we lose, then I can easily convince the others to send you home."
Mal shot him a brief, disdainful, and unnoticed look, then sighed and said "I can't keep quiet anymore," loud enough for the others to hear and gain their attention.
Alejandro raised a brow in surprise, the camera following his gaze over to the two competitors – Tyler was looking confused, while Victor had paled.
"Get set," Chris announced, aiming his bow up and drawing the string back even further as a few dramatic beats played.
The camera cut back to Mal and Matthew, the latter looking impatient. "Keep quiet about what?"
"Mike," Victor said frantically. "I am begging you not to do this."
"No," Mal said forcefully. "I'm not afraid of Scarlett and you shouldn't be either. It's not your fault she kissed you in London!" The others gasped in shock, even Victor and Scarlett. "You aren't the cheater she says you are, so don't buy in to her blackmail!"
"GO!" Chris announced, releasing his arrow. The camera immediately moved down to Victor and Tyler, the latter grabbing the handles on his fake wings and flapping. Victor, as expected, stood motionless on the ground.
"No! It was an accident!" Scarlett said from the sidelines as Zoey and Sierra were shown glaring at her.
"I can't believe Sky was right about you!" Zoey yelled to her now-former ally. "Is that the real reason you wanted her gone? so you could steal her boyfriend?"
The camera quickly cut to Victor as he began to fly upward with a determined look on his face.
Back at the sidelines, Scarlett was trying to defend herself. "You don't understand..."
"What isn't there to understand?" Zoey asked bitterly. "You get close to a guy, ally with me to vote off his girlfriend, then make a move on him?"
"He was comforting me!" Scarlett said desperately. "I was upset about Harold and-"
"You decided to make out with him?" Zoey asked pointedly.
"I only meant-" Scarlett tried to defend.
"No," Zoey told her. "You've talked me into a lot of things this season, but I never thought you were trying to become the next Al. I never should've joined that alliance with you."
"Really?" Alejandro asked, sending an accusatory glance the brainiac's way. "You had another alliance on top of the one you had with me?"
"Fly, Tyler, flyyyyyyyyyy~!" Noah sang as the camera quickly cut to Team Omega. "The others are distracted so this is your chance!"
XXX
"Okay," the bookworm said in the confessional. "I don't know what's been going on while I was gone, but no way am I buying all that stuff about Wadsworth and Scarlett. But I get the feeling I wasn't the one who was supposed to." He brought a hand to his chin. "What are you up to Mike?"
Suddenly the door was burst open by Chef, who whipped his towel at the boy and caused him to yelp in pain. "I told you to sing it!" the pilot yelled.
XXX
The footage resumed as a long-distance shot was shown of the two competitors nearing close to the medal, Victor having gained the lead during the confrantation. The camera cut in closer to show Tyler frowning determined at his opponent, who in turn turned a nervous glance from him up to the prize. Both of their wings were shedding feathers with each flap, and Alejandro picked one out of the air as it floated down to the ground.
"Their wings are molting!" he announced in alarm.
"That's not good...," Noah sang, looking up in concern.
"Give up already!" Tyler yelled up at Victor.
"I am afraid I cannot do that!" Victor yelled back.
"Don't you wanna get rid of the person blackmailing you?" Tyler said, his head now at the same level as his opponent's legs.
"No!" Victor replied forcefully, flapping harder to get away. Tyler scowled and did the same, and the shot pulled back as the feather on both sets of wings began to rapidly degrade just as the two were almost in reach of the medal.
Both contestants noticed the situation when they were about neck-and-neck, and they gasped. The screen split as the two opened their jaws and reached out to grab the medal with their teeth, the images sliding away to show their respective wings degrading into uselessness. Then the split itself opened up, pushing the shots of the wings away in favor of a single shot of the gleaming gold medal just as Tyler bit onto it, and Victor fell short.
"NOOOO!" he cried, the camera shifting above her as he plummeted.
He landed on her back on the ground near where Chris was standing, earning a wince from the host. "Nasty!" he said with a grimace.
"Urggh...," Victor groaned as he sat up, rubbing his head in pain. "I am sorry I was unable to save you..." he said to Scarlett before getting up.
"It wasn't your fault," she said quietly. "It was always mine..."
Victor got to his feet, but naturally Tyler landed right on top of him with the medal in his hands, forcing him back to the ground with a pained grunt .
"Team Omega wins!" Chris announced before turning to wave at the other members of Team Amazon. "And more importantly, they finally break their pathetic losing streak."
"Hrmm..." Noah murmured to himself, unaware that Mal and Matthew were sharing a looking behind his back.
\
The footage skipped ahead, the plane now flying towards the west at night. A flash took the scene to the cargo hold, where Sierra and Alejandro were meeting with Staic's shadow barely visible in the background.
"Have you given any thought to my offer?" the charmer asked his teammate, who was wearing the gold medal she'd won around her neck.
The super-fan sighed. "Yes," she said seriously. "I'll join your alliance, but only until Scarlett's gone. I can't believe my future sister-in-law's a boyfriend stealer!"
"Yes," Alejandro said with a light chuckle. "Well, after tonight we won't have to worry about her anymore."
XXX
The scene cut to a five-way split screen, each partition showing one member of Team Amazon in the restroom confessional with passports spread out on the counter in front of them. Alejandro, Sierra, and Zoey on the top row made their decisions quickly, as did Victor in the lower right, but Scarlett in the lower left hesitated for a second or two before stamping her vote.
XXX
Static transitioned the scene to the elimination room, as Chris walked up to the five teens present with a smile on his face.
"Sooo, here we are. Let's look at why!" he said, the team's logo spinning onto the screen above the host. "Victor volunteered for, and lost, the tiebreaker, which is why you're all here." He pointed to the gentleman on the bottom left of the bleachers the team was sitting in, then walked over to the open door where the white intern was waiting with a parachute pack. "Plus, he hasn't really been that helpful since Sky got the boot... I wonder why?" Victor glared at the host.
"Alejandro and Zoey blew it in the wrestling match, which meant your only hope was the tiebreaker, which is why you're all here," Chris continued. "Plus, they've both proven themselves to be major threats in the past."
"It's far too early to think about-" Alejandro protested before the host cut him off.
"And while Scarlett did manage to win her challenge, she ruffled a lot of melted feathers," Chris said. "Plus who know who she'll kiss next if Victor's eliminated."
Scarlett said nothing as her face remained neutral
Chris briefly frowned in annoyance before resuming his usual smile. "Your choice is pretty clear," he said as he held up the five passports and walked over to where the intern was waiting with a proud smile on his face. "But today, the final choice is mine, and the Drop of Shame will be taken by... this intern!"he announced suddenly, causing the man in question to gasp before Chris shoved him out of the plane. The intern's scream echoing as the camera cut to a relieved Victor and Scarlett.
"That's right," the host said as he tossed the passports aside, "I'm ignoring the vote. As if I'm gonna send Scarlett home when the fun's just gettin' started! Team Amazon stays as it is... for now." Chris paused with a happy smile for a moment, then clasped his hands behind his back and turned to the camera. "Will Scarlett reclaim her previous invulnerability? And who's goin' for the next drop?" he asked as the series' capstone theme began to play. "Find out right here, on Total! Drama! Woooorrrrlllddd~ Tooouuurrrr~!"
(Roll the credits)
Author's Note Post Script: It may seem like it, but this is just a filler for the next episode. I hope no one's off-put by the lack of bonus clip, it'd spoil to much about Sunday's chapter. I also hope everyone liked Noah's 'singing'.
The challenges were pretty odd to write, and I'm not sure about that second half of the chapter. But the big story is Mal spilled the beans and Scarlett's lost almost all of her allies..
And as always I'm sure I'm forgetting to mention something.
I hope you all enjoyed the episode, or some part of it.
With that I'm signing off
-TotalDramaFan14
RDWT ELIMINATION TABLE:
Eliminated: Noah
17th Place: Staci
16th Place: Malcolm
15th Place: Heather
14th Place: Leshawna
13th Place: Sky
12th Place: Duncan
11th Place: Kitsune
10th Place: Harold