Disclaimer - The rights of Total Drama Island and its characters belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, and all those associated with the show. No profit is being made by this fanfiction. This story has also officially reached second base before I have, dammit.
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Replies to Questions and Comments:
Super Poof - Noah and Cody is a pairing that lives off two large reasons: one, the embarrassing moment in the sleeping challenge of TDI, and two, they're both brainiacs with fangirls. Hehe.
Amaya Uchi - Indeed it is fun to tease Noah. I added that little joke in there for you Noah x Cody fans out there.
To Everybody - Glad you all like the suspense. Now, let's see how you like it when I ramp up the tension, both regular and sexual! \evil grin\
And now, on with the show!!
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(narrated by Chris Maclean)
Last time on Total Drama Comeback... the campers enjoyed a snow day, provided by a certain handsome host. We enjoyed watching them sling snowballs, skate, sculpt, and snuggle!
The frosty crusaders of experienced were put on one team while those inexperienced with snowy days. In a rip-roaring, snowball-flinging, aggressive as war combat, the more skilled team won the day!
Then in a snow sculpture contest, the campers found out that while I'm a much more generous guy than they thought, Chef was every bit as mean as they knew him to be. Not many stood up to his angry judgment.
When the judging was over, it was time for the ultimate judgment of the marshmallow ceremony. Our extremely beautiful but semi-clueless Lindsay had to walk the Dock of Shame, leaving a very sad and recently redeemed Tyler behind.
Also to mention is that Heather and Ezekiel have started quite the feud. After a rumor started up about the two, Heather was hellbent on proving her innocence, which accumulated into her soaking Zeke during this snowy day. He gave her a piece of his mind, and after all it was all done, she gave him a little kiss in what she thought was complete privacy (ha ha ha, she thought there were no cameras there).
Now the snow has melted, the island is back to normal. Which leads us to these questions:
Will the tension between our puppet mistress and prairie boy continue on, or will they be dancing around the subject? What are the people at Playa des Losers be able to do something about the alliance between Heather and Courtney, or will their dance be rained on? And how can we play best with the remaining couples that are here?
These questions are going to be answered in this dirty, dancing episode of... Total! ... Drama! ... COMEBACK!
(cue the theme song, and we're good to go!)
Chapter 21 (Day 07, Part 1) - Now You Gotta Kiss Me
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"Courtney's working with Heather?!" Lindsay shouted, clapping her hands on her cheeks. "But... who's Courtney?"
"Angry CIT girl," Sadie said.
The five campers who had been voted off were gathered around the pool. Sadie was floating on her inflatable chair in the pool, while Geoff, Leshawna and Justin were standing around the pool. Lindsay, in her red bikini, was dangling her legs in the pool; she nodded as she remembered angry, CIT girl.
"So why would Courtney work with Heather? We all know what an evil backstabber she is," Lindsay remarked.
"From what we gathered," Geoff said as he scratched the back of his head, "it's because she wants Harold voted off. Confessional Cams can be seen by us too, cha know. She wants revenge, man, and... man, she's so mean now."
"Really? All I ever saw was her making out with Toucan."
"You mean Duncan, hon," Leshawna replied. "And Duncan's just as big a problem, we're pretty sure he's voting with them."
"But... Harold, right? Harold's still on the island," Lindsay said, kicking at the water.
"It's because they've never had the chance. Harold's never been available to vote for when Courtney or Heather have been giving the chance to vote him off."
Geoff let out a sigh as he sat down by the side of the pool. "I cannot understand why Courtney still hates him. Can't she, like, forgive him or something?"
"Not likely, she doesn't seem like a forgiving person," Sadie replied.
The party animal sighed again, shaking his head. "It's such a bummer, dude. I mean, I like Harold and Courtney and Duncan... I don't understand why we couldn't just hang out."
"Revenge is a powerful emotion," Leshawna pointed out. "It's what made Harold change the votes in the first place."
"Well, I'm not terribly fond of Courtney," Sadie retorted, crossing her arms. "She's so mean, and now she's voting off everyone who annoys her or Heather."
Lindsay looked down at the water in despair. "It doesn't seem fair," she looked up at Justin. "Is there anything we can do about it?"
The male model shrugged, and tapped his chin in thought.
"You'll have to wait a long time to get an answer from him, sugar," Leshawna said with a smirk. "But about what you said, I don't know."
"I asked Chris if he was going to send a couple campers back to the island when they're halfway through the show," Geoff said. "But no dice, dudes. Once voted off, always voted off."
"What about Olsen?" Lindsay asked. "Doesn't he come back here?"
"Not since Geoff came here," said Sadie. "He's not been here ever since Chris allowed him to stay with me when I was alone here."
"So there's no way we can warn them about Heather and Corette are doing?" the beautiful blond hung her head in sorrow. "It doesn't seem fair."
Geoff, Leshawna, and Sadie looked around, just as upset. It was Justin who finally pierced the silence.
"Message in a bottle."
They all looked over, startled that he was talking. "What was that, Justin hon?"
"Message in a bottle," he repeated. "I remember them having a couple of those in my beach shoots. It might work."
"That's brilliant," Sadie shouted, the larger BFFF cheering and clapping. "I love this man! He's so handsome, and he's so clever!"
"I'll get right on that," Geoff exclaimed. He popped open a bottle of grape soda, and chugged it; he managed to finish it in one go. The other four campers cheered for him as he let out a triumphant cheer.
"One isn't gonna be enough, though, dudes," the party animal said, and began tossing out bottles of the sugary water goodness to the campers. "Everyone, chug like you never chugged before!"
"You do this often, party boy?" Leshawna asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Cha, every party, babe," he shouted before letting out a cheer. "I once chugged a liter for Bridgette, and boy, did I have a large belch-erinoo!"
He chuckled for a bit, then he began to look sad. "I miss her something terrible, ya know? She's around good friends, but still..."
"I know. I miss Harold a whole lot," Leshawna admitted as she sipped her cherry-flavored drink. "And Gwen too, I miss my goth girlfriend."
"I miss Tyler already," Lindsay replied. She looked over at Sadie as the larger BFFF tried to chug orange soda, but ended up sputtering. "You miss Katrina, don't you?"
"Yes, I do," Sadie admitted sadly. "But every time I get really upset, I find something to distract me." "Really? What?"
The larger BFFF looked over at Justin as the male model drank some boysenberry berry. He posed afterwards, and Sadie leaned back and swooned hard. "I wish Katie was here, to enjoy watching him too. "Wonder what she's up to right now."
"Full house! I win again!"
The skinny BFFF let out a large cheer as several of the other people at the table let out long groans. She patted the cards on the table, then gathered up the chips. "Now then," she purred, grinning wickedly at her seven opponents, especially those who just lost the hand, "let's see another piece go off!"
Trent, shirtless and with only one shoe, watched Gwen with a sly smile. His girlfriend, flushed and sighing regretfully, took off her skirt. The goth girl sat there with only her underwear, garter belt, and stockings on. She noticed her boyfriend looking, and she blushed even more.
Duncan, who was in his underwear and only a couple piercings left, purred at Courtney. She hissed at him to shut up, blushing furiously as she took off her blouse. Tyler, his forehead on the table, took off his pants. Noah, sitting next to him fully dressed, grinned and said, "I told you it's bad to bluff Katie."
"Thanks, Noah," the BFFF chirped.
"Yep yep yep," Izzy chattered, drumming on the table. The crazy redhead was without her shoes and skirt, but looked very happy. "Katie's the greatest at strip poker!"
Gwen crossed her arms underneath her breasts. "I have to admit, I'm impressed, Katie. This game is a lot more intense than I thought it would be.
Harold and Owen, only in their underwear, let out long sighs. They had suffered the wrath of the Katie and Noah, who were the undefeated champions. Beth and DJ had been watching in great amusement, and Cody was using every inch, every millimeter, every single piece of willpower he could muster to not stare at Gwen in her underwear.
Noah was smirking, ever-so-smug, as he began to deal out another hand. "Gentlemen and ladies, I must confess, I enjoy this game a lot more than I thought I would too."
"Mostly because of the girls in their underwear, I'll bet," Courtney snapped. She was doing her best to subtlety cover her gray bra; Duncan was the opposite of Cody, and he was staring directly at Courtney's barely-concealed chest.
" There are more half-naked men here," Noah remarked, "though yes, I like that too."
"Handsome men all over too," Izzy squealed happily. "Like a butcher's block, so much delicious meat."
Everyone stared at her. The redhead whipped her hair back as she looked at her cards. "And I'm gonna strip more of them down to their undies! Or at the least, get Duncan to remove all of his piercings!"
Duncan snorted. "Yeah right, Izzy. But I gotta thank you all for letting me join. Strip poker is a lot more fun when you're not against all-male cell mates."
Courtney let out a very annoyed sigh. "I cannot believe you talked me into this. What if I try to run for office one day, and my opponent pulls out a video of me here playing strip poker?!"
"That's why we made it a rule that it's down to underwear only, so it's harmless," Noah pointed out.
"I thought it was because Owen would've stripped naked if we allowed it," Tyler grumbled as he looked at his cards. "I'd actually prefer to take off my underwear before my headband, actually."
"Sadie feels the same about her hair bands," Katie said as she studied her cards. "I wish she was here. She really needs to pick up her poker game."
"I wish Lindsay was here," Tyler said with a sigh.
"We all wish she was here to play strip poker," Duncan said, wiggling his unibrow. Courtney elbowed him, hard.
"I wath wondering where Bridgette and Ethekiel are," Beth asked aloud. "I mean, I know why some of the the others, like Eva and Heather, wouldn't join us."
"I think Bridgette wanted to show Ezekiel around nature, get him to like it after all the bad experiences," Cody said. He drummed his fingers together, trying desperately to focus on the others, and not Gwen, not on Gwen, don't stare at Gwen, oh gosh was that black bra hot on her, no don't stare!
"Back to nature, huh?" Duncan said, his wicked grin getting wider.
"Now cut that out," DJ scolded him. "You know they're just friends."
"Bridgette isn't the type of girl to fool around with another guy, Duncan," Courtney said in agreement. She was using her card hand to hide her chest.
"Zeke is a lonely boy with a girl as hot as Bridgette while alone in the forest," the punk continued. "Either he's going to ravage her, or he's going to be ravaged when she fights back."
The door to the boys' side of Killer Bass cabin swung open. Ezekiel stood there, a complete mess. He was covered in mud and sticks and bug bites, was completely soaked, and blood was trickling down from his swollen nose.
"I...," he muttered, "hate the outdoors!"
As he stormed over to his bunk, Bridgette came in too, apologizing profusely. "It's not that bad, Zeke! That was just bad luck!"
"What happened to you, man?" Harold asked as Ezekiel struggled to get new clothes out of his bags. "You fall in the lake?"
"It was only to get the ants off," Bridgette said in defense.
"Ants?"
"Well, after he tripped on the tree root, he fell on the anthill," the surfer girl admitted.
"Did you hit him, or something?" Duncan asked, staring at Ezekiel's swollen, bloody nose. "I knew he would try to hit on you."
"He didn't," Bridgette snapped at the criminal. "It was mostly because of the snapping turtle in the lake."
Gwen winced. "You need some cream for those bug bites, Zeke?"
"I'm taking some with me to the communal washrooms, eh," the prairie boy grumbled. "After that, I'm locking myself up indoors and never coming out!"
"Aw, c'mon," Bridgette whined as the home schooled boy left the cabin. She sighed and shook her head. "I really wish I could convince him that fresh air is a good thing."
"I wouldn't put money on that," Noah remarked. "But speaking of putting money down, Bridgette, care to join our game? It's going really well!"
"I can see that, yes," Bridgette said as she looked at Gwen in her underwear, then at Harold and Owen. "Maybe next hand."
"Something tells me it will open up soon," Noah said, a very sly smile. "Everyone's in this hand, so show 'em!"
He won, with a pair of sixes. Horrified and upset moans echoed across the cabin as Cody and Beth applauded for the egghead. He grinned as he watched Trent's other shoe, Gwen's garter belt, Duncan's eyebrow (and final) piercing, Katie's first shoe, Tyler's sports jacket, and Courtney's pants were all discarded.
"So humiliating," Courtney whimpered as she sat there in her underwear, slumped in her chair. Duncan patted her shoulder in comfort, while Izzy rose up and left the table.
"I'm out," the redhead remarked as she sat down next to her near-naked boyfriend. "Nothing on that I can discard, at least not while there's a camera, ya know."
"Care to wager your dignity and clothes, Bridgette?" Noah said to the surfer girl. "Three losers so far, and only one winner."
Bridgette tapped her chin. "I'm not sure, I'm not the best at poker."
Noah cocked an eyebrow. "Perfect."
(Confession Cam - It's almost literally a full house.)
Katie - "I'm almost there, Sadie! You lasted nine challenges, I'm on challenge number seven! I really hope you're doing well over there, it must be great to have Justin there with you! I'm enjoying my own man candy here. Love you!"
Ezekiel grumbled as he walked into the communal washrooms. "Stupid ants, stupid turtle, stupid nature..."
One of the showers was running when he went in. It could only be Heather or Eva, but neither intimidated Ezekiel out of getting out of the shower. Disrobing and stepping in the shower, he let the water wash away all the pain.
"Who's there?" Heather's voice came from the opposite stall.
"Just me, eh."
"Oh hi, Zeke. How was nature with Bridgette?"
"Meh."
Ezekiel wanted this to be over. Ever since Heather had kissed him when there was snow on Wawanakwa, the prairie boy had avoided her. He had told Bridgette and Tyler what the queen bee had done, and both agreed that it would be best for him to stay away from her evil plans.
"That's a shame," she said with her sly tone. Her shower stopped, and she exited. After applying her large amount of make-up, she headed out. Noticing a towel on a hook near the showers, she grinned as she snatched it up and left the washroom.
Ezekiel peeked out and saw the empty hook. With a satisfied grin, he took the second towel he brought from the hook inside his shower stall and put it on the hook outside of his shower stall.
(Confession Cam - We can smell fear.)
Ezekiel - "I really wonder aboo't that girl, eh. I mean, how could anyone wear that much make-up? It's so unappealing that the girl is twenty-five percent paint. That's why I prefer Bridgette, she's plain, eh."
\He blinks, then waves his hands at the camera.\ "I mean she keeps it plain, eh! She's gorgeous! Gah! Well... you knoo' what I mean, she is very pretty. I just wish she wasn't obsessed with the outdoors, eh. There's gotta be more things she likes."
Katie, down to her underwear, was glaring at Bridgette. The surfer girl, who was merely missing a sandal, grinned at her.
Noah was still fully dressed. Gwen and Tyler were down to their underwear, DJ was half-naked, and Cody was missing his shoes and shirt. Trent looked over at the five losers in their underwear.
Duncan was trying to pull Courtney close to him, but she was so embarrassed about being in her underwear around the others that she kept pushing away. "C'mon, princess," he said, "Owen and Izzy are making out!"
"That's crazy girl and the big oaf for you, but that's not my style! I don't make out when all my friends are around."
Bridgette giggled as she watched Noah dueled, and the two locked gazes. The two best card players, they were determined to overthrow the other.
"You're good, Noah," she replied.
"So are you. You were lying earlier when you said that you weren't, right?"
"Maaaaaaybe. Just wanted to show up the big bad card players who thought you could take nice peoples' clothing."
"You are one to talk," Gwen chided her, slugging her friend's shoulder. "You took my stockings and half of DJ's clothing."
The football player shrugged as another hand was served. As they studied their cards, the intercom spat out a high-pitched whine before Chris's voice filled the air.
"Attention, campers," he said, sounding amused, "it is time for your seventh challenge! Please, all of you who are in their underwear put all your clothes on and meet us in the middle of the campgrounds."
"I must say, strip poker would be a great idea for a challenge, but I think the network might get mad at us," Chris said to campers after they lined up.
Courtney was trying to push Duncan away from her, still red in the face. Ezekiel rubbed anti-itching cream on his ant bites, as Bridgette watched him with apologetic eyes.
"Today's challenge will be just as hot, though! Lots of passionate romance! Dancing! Hugging! Kissing!"
The attention of the campers was high now. Chris ramping up this kind of tension on this subject was making them all tedious.
"Because you see, we loved the prom contest from a few challenges, so we're going to bring it back in this challenge which we call... Filthy Dancing!
"We are providing all kinds of dresses and tuxedos for you all, as well as high-styled make-up, corsages, and maybe, just maybe, we provided some romantic slow dancing!"
Chef, holding a large speaker on his shoulder, nodded to the campers. The host stood in front of him and clapped his hand. "What you are going to do is get as made up as you possibly can, make your way to the dance stage through the three trials, dance with your partner in the best slow dance you can do, and then... kiss!
"That's right, you will kiss your partner when the chime," Chris pulled out a little sound recorder and hit the play button, which a pleasant chime sound played from, "and make sure you kiss, because any couple that doesn't smooch loses immediately. After all eight couples are done, the judging will begin!"
" 'Three trials'?" Beth repeated. "What are those?"
"Good question, Beth! But sadly, I cannot answer that right now, so you don't get a cookie."
"Who cares about the trials?" Heather shouted. "You provide the classy materials, Chris, I'll make this show worth watching."
"By having your partner drop you, I hope," Gwen replied.
The queen bee glared at her, then smiled back at Chris. "So, we get to pick our partners, right?" She sent Ezekiel a side glance, but he promptly ignored it.
"Nope, not at all," the handsome host replied. "You see, today's couples and today's judging are both going to be done by the same people: our viewers!"
He held up a cell phone, and it gleamed in the light. "You see, my good campers, between the eight boys and the eight girls here, our campers are going to be paired up by the highest amount of text requests! Many computers are sorting through their requests now, choosing the first couple to be together."
"So we rely on the choice of complete strangers on who we ask to the prom, and how good we look?" Katie asked, looking startled. "That's... that's brilliant!"
The other campers stared at her. "Well, it's either that...," she whispered to them, "or let Chris decide." They all nodded and whispered agreement.
"Now the rules are like this," Chris remarked. "No one try to throw this contest, no matter how much you don't like your partner. Once you get your partner, there is no way to change or swap them.
"The couples will all be judged at the end, as I said. Those getting six, seventh, and eighth place are going to be the people who have to vote someone off, no immunity of the six. The couple who gets first place get to spend the weekend on a romantic cruise together; they will also get to vote for one of the six people who gets the boot tonight!"
" 'A romantic cruise'?" Trent repeated happily. He looked at Gwen and winked; she blushed and cocked her head cutely.
(Confession Cam - No one would take us on one.)
Gwen - "A romantic cruise? With Trent? Without Heather watching us? Oh wow... we have to win this!"
Duncan - "This'll be cake. All those viewers at home know I'm with Courtney, and we're easily the hottest couple as far as people on the internet are concerned. Easy, too easy."
Eva - " 'Kissing'? We have to kiss someone?! And what is up with some of these challenges? This show was a wild, challenging show, and now it's all froofie and girlie! Yuck!"
"This isn't fair," Harold muttered. "Leshawna's not here. If I win, I'll have to go with someone else."
Chris raised an eyebrow. "Well, actually, if it's okay with both of the two who win first prize, one of you can take someone else. That will, however, leave one person romantic cruise-less, and I don't know how much they'd like that!"
Noah shrugged. "Not exactly a big loss. Unless you have someone special to go on a romantic cruise with, you really shouldn't go with them. Not to mention, you probably have cameras on the damn thing for all the perverts out there."
"Nope, no cameras on this cruise ship," Chris said happily. "You and your date are going to enjoy privacy! Which is something you people playing strip poker never did get, huh?"
Cody looked thrilled. DJ looked nervous. Courtney was both, and tried to look professional.
"But what are the teams, eh?" Ezekiel asked, scratching his head under his toque.
"Eager, huh?" Duncan elbowed him. "Wanna see if the folks at home paired you with Heather or Bridgette?"
"Duncan, will you drop that?" Bridgette replied, crossing her arms. "We're really tired of you making those insinuations."
The conversation would have continued but Chris cried out when his cell phone started to ring (the ringtone was the TDI theme). "The first couple is... oh, what a surprise! Duncan and Courtney!"
The criminal let out a cheer and lifted the CIT up in the air in celebration. "Put me down, Duncan," she shouted as the other campers cheered for the two.
"Now with the first couple chosen, the remaining fourteen campers are still partnerless! The texts have started up again, and we will be getting the next one shortly!"
Duncan and Courtney began discussing what they were going to wear to make themselves look the best couple possible. "No, Duncan! No cleavage!"
(Confession Cam - No one would take us on one.)
Courtney - \sarcastic\ "Thank you, people at home. No really, thank you! I mean, you've given Duncan more reasons to paw me." \She starts to stroke her collarbone, then flinches in realization of what she's doing.\ "And I hate that! It's so typical of him, the Neanderthal!"
Noah - "I personally don't care who I get paired up with, really. No one wants to be with me, so I guarantee you I'll be one of the few last. No one appreciates the smart guy until they want a better cell phone designed."
Katie - \She twirls a strand of hair around her head.\ "I know who I want to be my partner; too bad he doesn't know it. Izzy and Sadie know it, though! And well, I know."
After a few minutes, the cell phone rang again. The host answered it as the campers waited anxiously.
"And the second couple chosen by our faithful watchers is... Gwen and...," the host paused as he reread the boy's name. "Umm... Cody."
" 'Cody'?" the campers repeated in unison.
"WHAT?!" Gwen shouted, looking horrified and stunned.
"Wait, me?" Cody, after getting over his shock, replied. "Are you joking, Chris?"
"No, man, I ain't," the host said, looking as shocked as them.
"This is ridiculous," the goth girl shouted. "How could all the viewers do this?! They know I'm with Trent!"
"Chris, is there any chance that someone could have rigged the voting?" Trent asked intrepidly.
"Aw, c'mon, dude," Cody cried out, looking hurt.
"Not you, just some nut out there."
"We use state of the art technology for this text voting," the host remarked, indignant. "There is no way some punk managed to rig the voting for Cody and Gwen to be a couple."
(In a simple house in western Canada.)
The little nine year old girl giggled in front of the computer, typing away. On her computer screen were two programs, one a live-screening of Total Drama Comeback. The other was a hacking program that was on a pink menu, outlined with kitties and hearts and the monogram "Pearl's Lil' Hacking Program."
"That's all I wanted," she said as she giggled. "There you go, Cody! You're the nicest cousin ever, and I know how much you wanted one kiss from Gwen!"
Gwen cast a side glare at Cody, and the tech-geek raised his hands in defense. "You... don't think I had something to do with it, do you?" When the goth girl didn't reply, he continued. "Now come on! How could I hack into a cell phone voting contest, that I didn't know of until now, while on this island?"
She continued to look mad until Trent patted her shoulder. "Gwen, don't blame him. It's not his fault it came to this."
With a long sigh, the goth girl let out a long sigh. "Alright alright. But Cody? Don't think much into this."
The Codester raised his hands in defense. "It's all good, Gwen. I roll well with platonic."
The cell phone rang again, and the host opened it again. After reading it, he raised a sly eyebrow. "And the fun continues! The next couple is Ezekiel... and Bridgette!"
Surfer girl and prairie boy looked quite surprised by this, but she recovered and smiled at her friend. "That's cool."
He nodded in agreement. "I think we work well enough together to pass."
Katie nudged him, a sly grin on her tan face. "Oh Zeke... you get to kiss her!"
Ezekiel suddenly looked very nervous.
"Thith thure is getting interething," Beth cheered as she clapped. Eva snorted, which led the farm girl to nudge the fitness buff. "Come on, even you gotta be excited by this."
"I don't dance," she replied shortly. "And I don't wear dresses."
"You know, thome girls I know wear tuxedos to dances. Maybe you could try that."
"You mean dress up as a boy?" Eva looked agitated by this.
"They looked really good in them, no kidding! Hey, if you do it, I'll try it too!"
The fitness buff looked at the farm girl for the first real time, confused. "Why?"
"Oh, I dunno, it theems like an interesting idea! I think the lath time I wore a dreth, I didn't look tho good! Maybe I'm more of a tuxedo girl!"
Eva stared some more, then shrugged. "Sure, if you do it, I guess I could give it try. Anything is better than wearing a dress."
(Confession Cam - We'd look bad in a dress too.)
Beth - "Eva just needs a friend on thith island. Maybe that'th the reathon thee's tho upthet most of the time."
Eva - "Beth, if I'm getting her name right, she's a strange one. She acts so friendly and keen with me, and everyone really. Except Heather. I guess that's good enough reason to give her a chance, even though she looks like a push-up would kill her."
"The next couple is...," Chris said after the answering the cell phone a fourth time, "Beth and Harold!"
"Two nerds with awkward glasses together," said Heather. "How fitting!"
While Harold glared at her, he was glomp-hugged by a happy farm girl. "We're gonna be great," she shouted. "And if we win, you can take out Leshawna!"
"Really?" Harold's face lit up. "You mean it?"
"Of courth!"
"Yes! Thank you," the brunette nerd hugged the farm girl in gratitude.
Trent smiled at Beth. "You're too generous, Beth."
"I try," she said with a modest shrug.
The cell phone rang again, and Chris answered it. With an evil smile, he looked at the campers. "You're not going to like this one, folks," he said. "Heather... and Trent!"
Gwen's face twisted in more horror and shock than ever before. "No," she shouted. "No no no no NO!"
"Sorry Gwen, it's final," the host said in a way that wasn't quite sympathetic.
"Aw poor Gwen," Heather cooed as she draped herself on Trent's shoulder. "Can't handle it? You really should-"
"Heather, get off me, please," Trent said, polite but firm. The ravenhair did as asked, her smile still as sinister.
Gwen fumed, hissing in air. Her temple felt like something was trying to claw it's way out. Cody tried to voice his condolences, but her fury was not diminished. She turned to him, grabbing his collar.
"Gwen, please believe me, I have nothing to do with thi-"
"I know, I know," she whispered. The cell phone rang, but Gwen continued to whisper to the tech-geek. "I didn't think I'd say this, but I want you to do your best, your very best! I will not let that girl win!"
Cody nodded and smiled. "Anything to help you, Gwen. In fact, anything to defeat that wicked witch."
"And the next couple is," Chris was saying, "Noah and Katie!"
The BFFF let out a happy squeal and glomped Noah, almost knocking the egghead over. "That's a very nice body slam," he groaned as he tried to rebalance himself. "Is DJ teaching you how to tackle for football!"
"Now this will be interesting," Bridgette said. "The most cynical guy with one of the most perky girls."
"I know, isn't it exciting?" Katie cried, hugging Noah tighter.
"Help, she's trying to kill me," he strained. "Save me from the prom, I beg of you!"
She continued to giggle and snuggle him. He rolled his eyes, but submissively stopped trying to get away from her.
"That leaves only four more of you," Chris said. The phone, as if on cue, rang and he answered it. "And the last pair to be decided is... Eva and Tyler!"
The two athletes gazed over at each other. She narrowed her eyes into a glare, he snorted and crossed his arms. She curled her lips into a snarl, he cracked his knuckles. She placed her fists on her hips, he smirked like a predator.
"Yes, those two will be getting along ju-uuuuuust fine," Courtney remarked.
"That only leaves us two last people," Chris said as he looked at the final two. "Izzy. DJ. You two are going to be the final couple."
Izzy had crawled up on DJ's shoulder and sat there, rubbing his skull cap. "This will be fun," the redhead chirped.
"I'm sure we'll get along fine," the gentle giant replied, quite nervous.
(Confession Cam - No one would take us on one.)
DJ - "Izzy likes to talk about hunting and killing exotic animals. I'm not sure I want to be dancing alongside her."
Tyler - "First Lindsay has to leave, then they pair me up with Lizzie Borden the athlete!" \He sighs, then looks over at the camera, glum and bummed.\ "Lindsay, I miss you so much."
Noah - "Miss Hyperactive, I Get Giddy When the Moon is Full, she will be the death of me. I am certain that that girl has so many feelings of joy, she'll be squealing throughout the challenge and deafen me."
Heather - "You people at home, thank you so much. This is too perfect for words, I think I'll really enjoy this challenge."
Ezekiel - "K-kiss Bridgette? Oh God. Geoff, if you're watching this, I apologize from the bottom of my heart, eh!"
Beth - "Harold's a really nice guy. I'm thure he and I will do well!"
Gwen - \She is livid, glaring at the camera something fierce.\ "Okay, for all you people who voted for Heather to be with Trent..."
\The following minute and a half has been censored. We will not even provide this in the uncensored, uncut DVD of Total Drama Comeback. Seriously, where did she learn language and descriptive torture like that?\
"Now before we allow you all to get glimmered up," Chris jumped in, "we are going to allow you all one hour to get to know your partner better, if you didn't know them that well. Learn to dance, learn to kiss, plan out how you're going to look. Just please remember, if you start any fights, you will have to stay bruised and scratched up beforehand.
"Yes, Gwen, that is mainly meant for you."
The goth girl scowled darkly at him, crossing her arms in a huff.
" 'Learn to kiss'?" Eva shouted in a terrible huff. "What kind of crap is that?"
"Well, we are going to be judged by the people on our performance," Katie said, shrugging at the fitness buff. "If we are going to try and impress the people watching, we should be giving a really good kiss as a finale."
"That makes sense," Duncan said, nodding at Katie. "People do like to watch a good, slobbering kiss!"
"Duncan, knock it off, you pig," Courtney snapped at him.
"You disagree, princess?" the criminal said, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Here, let me show you why a good kiss could be the win or loss of this challenge."
He took Courtney in his arms, whirled her around and tilted her, then covered her mouth with his. She let a muffled cry, struggled to get out of his grasp, balled her hands into tight fists... then swooned and went sunk into the enjoyment that was Duncan.
"Yes, you... really proved your point," Heather remarked, crossing her arms. "Honestly, Duncan, are you..."
Courtney began to rub her hands on Duncan's back and moaned as the punk continued to kiss her. Even Heather was rather taken by this, and had to pry her eyes away from the heavy smooching.
"W-Well," she stammered, "I think they might want their time alone soon, or something. Trent, are you-"
"Don't," Gwen snapped, getting right up in Heather's face, "You. Dare."
"Are you that insecure?" the queen bee snapped at her. "You don't have much faith in him if you-"
"I meant," the goth girl spat, "that you'd better not dare even say anything! Don't you dare even suggest it!"
The two girls continued to glare at each other until Trent stepped in-between them, trying to get some peace within the group. He managed to get the two apart from each other, which surprised most of the other campers.
Bridgette looked over at Ezekiel and smiled. "Think you'll be ready?"
The prairie boy pulled his toque down over his eyes. "Everything except the kiss part, eh. I doo'nt think I have it in me to kiss a girl who's taken."
The surfer girl shrugged. She walked over to him and began whispering, low enough for any of them to hear. "I really don't mind, Zeke. I know it's platonic. I'm just glad the viewers didn't pair you with Heather."
Ezekiel sighed. "I could handle her. At least, I hope I could, eh."
She raised one of her eyebrows at him, still smiling. "Not feeling anything for her, are you?"
"I could never like a girl who feels it is necessary to degrade people with every sentence she utters."
Bridgette nodded. "I just wish you could be with one of the girls, because of the whole kiss thing. I'd like to see you with one of the other girls for a chance to date someone."
They were interrupted when DJ ran between them, screaming in terror. Izzy was following him, holding up her dead, fake wolverine. "No, DJ, it's dead! And fake! I want to wear it with my dress! Is that okay?"
Beth was shouting her excitement, spraying spit all over the place as she jumped around and cheered. Katie, equally happy, was squeezing Noah; the egghead begged to be put out of his misery. Eva was right in Tyler's face, the two of them growling dogs ready to attack. Gwen and Heather were sending sideways glares of utter, loathing hatred.
"Yes, this is a gold mine for singles, eh."
A light 'whump' alerted them both, and they looked to see Duncan and Courtney had finally fallen over. The two were now making out on the grass, the two moaning and groping each other.
"I doo'nt think you have to go that far, eh," Ezekiel remarked, though he was sure they weren't listening.
(Confession Cam - No one makes out in here.)
Bridgette - "Zeke doesn't realize how platonic kissing can be nowadays. My friends and I share platonic kisses, it's nothing to be nervous about. I really pity the guy, how he grew up without any experience with other teens; I don't mean to degrade his parents, but what were they thinking?!"
Bridgette giggled as she watched Courtney and Duncan. "So much for discreet," she said, before looking over at Ezekiel with her lazy green eyes. "Think we should practice too?"
Ezekiel whirled around to her, wide-eyed, then he chuckled. "Good one, Bridgette. Almost believed you for a minute there."
She cocked an eyebrow. "You thought I was joking?"
"Now, c'mon, practice kissing?" Ezekiel chuckled, though his heart was really starting to pound. "That's a line that I think Duncan or Cody would have tried."
"Hey, I resemble that," Cody called to him, grinning impishly.
Bridgette shrugged. "Fine then. But are you going to be able to kiss me when we get on that stage?"
Ezekiel began to stammer. Most of the other campers began to look at their partners and also felt some nervous tension.
"No practicing," Gwen said to Cody, who smiled as if to reply, "No problem."
Eva and Tyler were now so close, face to face, that their noses were mashed together. Their growling was intense now, like pit bulls ready to strike.
Izzy grinned wickedly at DJ. The football player winced as she snaked over to him and said, "You want to practice? I'll show you why Owen likes being with me."
He whimpered and took a step away, not liking any of this. Especially when Owen nearby chuckled and said, "Yes, she is a good kisser. Like being ravaged by a Tasmanian devil, it's wild!"
Noah looked at Katie, who was batting her eyes at him. "No," he replied.
"Awww, c'mon!"
"No, we'll be fine. I'm not interested in making out on TV."
Katie continued to pout, kicking at the ground. "This is no fun. And I just know Chris has some surprises for us that'll make the dance and kiss not as fun."
"That'th true, remember the three trials part of his speech," Beth spoke up. "I think he'll be making uth do thome really dirty tricks for us."
"Yeah, the dickweed," Harold remarked, crossing his arms. "It's bad enough that he's pairing people up and making them slow dance 'n kiss when more than half the couples have been separated."
"You cannot actually blame him for his one," Trent remarked. "It was the voting that did us in."
"We've digressed," Heather said, smirking at the handsome musician. "Weren't we talking about practicing kissing?"
It took the combined efforts of Cody, Harold, and Trent to keep Gwen from leaping at Heather and tearing her apart. They couldn't stop the swearing, which startled all the people who weren't making out.
"My, she's better than the worst flamers I've ever seen on MMORPGs," Noah said, while Katie was shivering behind him, gripping his shoulders when whimpering.
DJ was hiding behind Izzy, who was clapping for Gwen. "That was great! You curse like my cousin!"
Bridgette shook her head, as if to shake away the foul words. "Boy, I feel really bad for her."
"I just saw my woor'st fears come troo', eh," Ezekiel said nervously, tapping his fingers together.
"What? What do you mean?"
"Put Geoff in Gwen's place, and me in Heather's place. Oh, and remove the people holding the assailant back.
"No actually, take away the assault, Geoff wouldn't have to kill me with his hands. He'll just be thinking it so hard that his thoughts will slay me, eh."
She actually chuckled at this. "You worry too much. Geoff is the nicest guy in Canada. He won't be mad at you over this."
Ezekiel still looked upset. Duncan and Courtney were still making out. DJ still looked terrified by Izzy.
The surfer chick playfully slugged the prairie boy's shoulder. "C'mon! We aren't going to win if you keep acting like it's going to be your execution! Surely kissing me isn't as bad as some of the other things we've done?"
He took a deep breath and nodded. "But why practice?"
"Because I think you're too nervous, and if we don't kiss, we lose immediately."
"Oh... I forgot aboo't that, eh."
"Yeah, so I think a little kiss would be good to make sure you're not so jittery," she said with a shrug. "It's really no big deal, I kiss some of my friends."
"Really?"
"Yep. Bugsy, Norm... Sabrina..."
She chuckled, tapping her toes into the ground shyly. "Um, it was a dare, by Geoff, no less. But you might like Sabrina, she fancies your accent."
"You two digress too much!"
Cody popped up between the two, wrapping his arms around their shoulders and pulling the two together. "C'mon, kiss! I want something good out of this event! I mean, look at the others."
Beth and Harold were trying to practice kissing, but Harold's lip was caught in her bracer; he cried out in pain as the farm girl tried to pull it out. Gwen and Heather were now shouting at each other, Trent watching intrepidly and begging them not to fight. Noah was holding Katie at arm length by his palm to her forehead, as she was making kissing noises.
Eva and Tyler were snarling at each other, gripping the other's collar. DJ was asking Izzy to get off his back as she shouted how she was going to be the cheerleader that scores with all the athletes, which Owen laughed and pretended to be a cheerleader, rooting for the redhead. Duncan and Courtney were making out all over the grass, the punk's hand under her shirt and both of hers under his.
(Confession Cam - This place sure is wild before the challenges.)
Ezekiel - "This place is a madhouse. A madhouse, eh!"
Cody looked between the surfer girl and the prairie boy, grinning impishly. "Now c'mon, you two! We don't know what deathly traps Chris has prepared for us! We might all die, horribly and slowly (Lord knows I almost did first season)."
Bridgette couldn't help but smile. "What say you, Zeke?" The home schooled boy chuckled nervously, then gave a faint nod. Bridgette placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned in.
"Now remember to tilt your head a little so your nose doesn't mash into hers, don't go light that it looks like you're forced to kiss her, and for God's sake, Zeke," Cody shouted, hopping up and down next to them, "put your arms around her, she's not your relative at a family reunion!"
Bridgette shot Cody a side-glance and said, "Thanks, but back up a little, Cody."
The tech-geek did as asked. Ezekiel, heart beating hard, decided to do what Cody suggested and put his right arm around her waist, his left hand on her shoulder. What was extra awkward to him was that, minus his toque, Bridgette was actually a couple inches taller than her.
She curled her arms around his waist, and whispered, "Remember, just as friends. No tongue."
" 'T-Tongue'?" Ezekiel began to really freak out at this. "Wh-what about tongue? What does the tongue have to do with ki-"
He was shut up by Bridgette, who had to start the kiss. Ezekiel, wide-eyed and heart thumping, was too much in shock to realize it all in the first second. Then he really felt her lips against his, her heartbeat against his chest...
When she parted, his eyes were half-closed in this surreal feeling. The prairie boy tried to speak, but all that came out was, "Guh..."
"Oh dear, you shorted out his brain," Cody remarked, shaking his head. "That's not going to be good for the contest, Bridge."
"Cody, c'mon," she chided him. She gave her partner a squeeze around the waist to catch his attention. "Zeke, breathe!"
Ezekiel shook his head and did as told. "S-Soor'y."
(Confession Cam - Taking your breath away.)
Ezekiel - \He is hanging his head, pulling his toque down over his eyes.\ "This is so ironic, eh. Heather kisses me to muddle me up, it doesn't work. Bridgette kisses me as a friend, I get torn up inside, eh."
Bridgette - "You know, I think Courtney may be right." \She taps her fingers together, looking to the side nervously.\ "If Ezekiel really does still have a crush on me... have I been too forward?"
Ezekiel - \He stares down at the floor more before looking up at the camera.\ "Is this why they call them crushes? Because it feels like your heart is being crushed by a piston? And you'll want more, eh?" \He lets out a heavy sigh.\
Bridgette - "I guess it's because I'm so used to hanging out with the boys and such. I didn't realize..." \She sighs too.\ "... I just hope I didn't give him false hope."
Ezekiel - "Maybe it would have been best that I had been paired with Heather, eh. I just wish... that I didn't like Bridgette this much, eh. It's not fair to her that her partner in this challenge is... well, me."
Bridgette - "He doesn't really know me all that well, I'm not that incredible. I mean, I vomit easily, I demand that people recycle, and I have used the men's locker room to change more times than I care to amount here."
Ezekiel - "... 'Course, I also have a tendency to pick my nose, eh. And I wear this hat religiously, and I love crappy zombie films that they shoo' on TV. So there's no reason she'd want me."
Courtney - \knocking loudly on the side of the outhouse\ "Right, she doesn't! Will you let me in there and talk? You can lament your stupid loss later!"
Ezekiel - "Hey, I doo'nt listen in on yours, Courtney! \He looks over at the camera with a shrug.\ I thought she was still making out with Duncan! Oh well, eh."
Part 1 is over. The challenge takes part in Part 2, partially!
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Seems the contestants are really warming up in this contest. The three trials, if you want to hint, are you going to be spoofs of three beauty-obsessed reality shows: Are You Hot?, The Swan, and American's Next Top Model.
Here's another hint: the way they are spoofed is not how you think. \evil grin\
And here are the eight couples, if you need a reminder:
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1.) Duncan and Courtney
2.) Gwen and Cody
3.) Ezekiel and Bridgette
4.) Beth and Harold
5.) Heather and Trent
6.) Noah and Katie
7.) Eva and Tyler
8.) DJ and Izzy