This challenge was thought up by Punxysaur, aka Chase's creator (though some of you already know that :P). Thanks Punxysaur! :D

I wonder why I give all of my favorite characters such anguish… poor Gwen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Total Drama Island or Action or World Tour or Revenge of the Island. I do own this story, though, as well as Rosalind Hex, Frances Worthington, Selene Stocker, Coriander Levison-di Amarata, and a bunch of cheap witty one-liners. :P Hot Pockets also don't belong to me, they belong to the genius that thought of those.

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"Last time on Total Drama Blainerific…

Things really heated up between the campers as Bunifa – Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa – confronted Gwen about how she stood with Lucian. The Goth girl responded with that she wouldn't date him on the show, even though in the Confessionals she revealed that she does like him! Unfortunately, Lucian overheard and took this the entirely wrong way, thinking that Gwen didn't like him in return! Adam tried to make up for his rude behavior with Angie, but the animal lover just wouldn't have it – leaving his beloved sister to start up a 'friendship' with Briana during the challenge! It was dramatic as well as disgusting, as the challenge was to eat a bunch of disgusting foods from around the world! It was surprisingly Samantha who won the challenge, winning her immunity in this week's challenge as well as the pass to sit out and watch her fellow contestants squirm! Sadly, it was Dock of Shame time for Gwen, but not before she and Lucian admitted to how they felt, with a promise from the Goth girl that if he still likes her by the time the show is over, they will go out.

Will Adam and Angie patch things up? Will Lucian stop moping over Gwen? And will Samantha accept the one time only offer of not having to compete in these challenges? Find out on this episode of…

Total… Drama… Blainerific!"

(Theme Song: Go to The Race From Hell for details)

"I just can't believe you, Adam! Why do you have so little respect for the way I feel, huh?" Angie screamed at her brother, both siblings glaring at each other with full force.

"Well, Angelina, I can't believe you!" Adam shot back. "I apologized already!"

"You didn't mean it! You never did!" Angie retorted.

Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa, Samantha, and Zakk were all watching the argument in the Mess Hall, all pretty snared into the juicy conversation.

"Five bucks that she's going to punch him in the face, white boy." Bunifa whispered to Zakk.

"Ha! Five bucks she's going to kick that poor bastard in the balls." Zakk retorted.

"It's on, Vanilla Ice."

"T-that's mean to take bets on, you two. "Samantha rolled her eyes but smiled at the two, then went back to watching the argument.

Confessional:

"Ever since the eating challenge, I've been feeling better about myself." She laughs. "Look, I don't even stammer that much a-anymore! I feel so proud of myself!" –Samantha Lyle

"Sorry, babe." Zakk smirked. Samantha once again rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, do I need a crowbar for you two?" Bunifa complained. Ever since Gwen left, however much she hated to admit it, she was beginning to feel like a third wheel.

Confessional:

"All right, I'm going to be straight up here – I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to last in this game! I mean, even though Gwen wasn't the most trustworthy person, just because of the whole thing with Duncan in season three, she was still there to make sure she and I were both part of this alliance. But now that she's gone, well, I'm not sure how longer I'm going to be significant to Zakk and Sam." –Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa James

Angie and Adam were still arguing intensely.

"Why do you have to like that little punk? He's bad news!"

"HE IS NOT!" Angie screamed, diverting Zakk's, Samantha's, and Bunifa's attention back to the argument. "STOP! SAYING! THAT!"

"Oh yeah, Angie? Even if he's not, you're just being a whiny little brat about it!"

Bunifa, Samantha, and Angie all gasped. Zakk raised a brow. "That's cold, dude."

Angie's crystal green eyes were lit with fury and Adam immediately regretted his words. "Ugh… I didn't mean that…?"

Angie just closed her eyes, and the most dangerous expression of all entered her face: calm.

"Angie, dude, I'm really sorry…" Adam backed away slowly. Her fist suddenly shot out and grabbed him by the shirt. "NO DON'T KILL ME!" Angie then punched him in the face.

"You owe me five dollars." Bunifa smirked at Zakk, who sighed and took the money out of his wallet.

"Sad day in the city of Zakk Blythe."

Angie stormed out of the Mess Hall, not really watching – nor caring – where she was going. "That little son of a – oof!"

Angie and Briana both fell down to the ground. "Ouch! Sorry, Briana, I didn't see you there…" Angie apologized, helping her up immediately.

Briana rubbed the back of her head. "Oh, it's nothing." She said dismissively. "What's wrong? You seem a little… upset." She said cautiously.

"It's nothing…" Angie said sadly.

Briana put on an expression of fake sorrow. "Aw, are you sure? I mean, you can tell me anything that's bugging you…" She said, hooking an arm around the girl's shoulders.

Angie smiled. "Well, I guess I can tell you. I mean, we are friends."

She failed to notice the warning look of evil on the charming manipulator's face as she told Briana her every problem with Adam, the warning that the evil gears in her head were whirring once more…

Confessional:

"When I had Wolfgang eliminated, I thought at the time that I was just getting rid of a strong player. I never thought – which surprises me, now that I think about it – that I would be able to cause a rift between Angie and Adam!" She chuckles, bouncing a rock in her hand. "It's like they say: I managed to knock down two birds with one stone." She smirks. "Maybe even three." –Briana Galvan

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"Christoooooooooph…." Lindsay whined, sitting next to said boyfriend on the beach.

"What is it, Linds… ay?" Christoph added quickly, remember her confusion at the mysterious 'Linds'.

"I'm sooo hungry!" She whined again, giving him her biggest blue puppy eyes she could.

Blaineley had kept true to her word, feeding Zakk, Bunifa, Richard, Briana, and Samantha delicious five-star meals of their choices while the rest of the contestants went hungry. Christoph had been planning on cooking for the campers under Blaineley's nose, but this proved nigh impossible; there were cameras all over the kitchen and Chef Hatchet was there constantly. Blaineley had even watched the contestants while they ate to make sure that they didn't sneak some of the food to their friends!

"I know, Lindsay." He sighed. "I really do want to cook, but Blaineley and Chef are watching us all the time, remember?" His own stomach was screaming for him to cook, though. As if on cue, his stomach rumbled.

"Ooh, ooh, I know!" Lindsay suddenly said. "What if I distracted Cook Axe and you could go cook?"

"Lindsay, that's…" He stopped. "That's actually not too bad of an idea!" He said, standing up. "I know that Chef Hatchet has some Hot Pockets in the fridge, I know I could make some of those quickly…"

"Perfect!" Lindsay smiled, kissing him on the cheek and dragging him to the Mess Hall. Zakk, Bunifa, and Samantha had left a while ago so it was just Christoph and Lindsay in there. "Okay, you go hide under the tables!" She whispered to him (a little loudly), Christoph nodding in reply.

"Gotcha, Lindsay." He whispered back, hiding quickly under the table.

Lindsay winked at him before calling, as loud as she could, "Oh Cook Axe!"

Chef Hatchet grumbled before walking out. "Oh, it's Princess. Whadayou want, girlie?" He asked, noticeably friendlier to Lindsay. Then again, it was almost impossible to not like Lindsay, what with her kindness and the way she had a good thing to say about anyone, even Heather. Christoph took the moment to crawl to the kitchen and rummage for the Hot Pockets.

"Oh, I just wanted to ask you how Winnie is doing?" Lindsay asked kindly.

Chef Hatchet actually smiled a genuine smile for once. "Oh, Winnie's doing fine. She sent me a letter from home; she's looking forward to the season ending so I can come home already."

Confessional:

He wipes away a tear. "I miss my little Winnie. Poor little baby's growing up too quickly she is!" He chuckles a little. "Heh, heh. Don't tell her I like to call her Winnie, though. She hates that nickname."He stops and face palms. "Ugh, I could've said that somewhere besides the Confessional…" –Chef Hatchet, The Chef

While Chef Hatchet continued to talk to Lindsay about Winnie – she chose an excellent subject since he loved to talk endlessly about her – Christoph had enough time to make enough Hot Pockets for all of the contestants who hadn't won one of the five star meals.

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Bridgette was walking by, minding her own, when all of a sudden a hand shot out and grabbed her. "Ahhh!" She was pulled into a cave. "What the – "

"Bridgette! It's just me!" Leola whispered, with Emily sitting next to her. Bridgette's pounding heart slowed down.

"A simple 'hello' would've worked too, Leola." Bridgette said, calming herself down.

"That would've been too easy and not nearly as fun." Leola said dismissively.

"I-if it's any consolation, she d-did this to me too." Emily said, shrugging.

"Anyways, I don't know if you've noticed or not, but there are only five boys left in the competition!" Leola said.

"That there are." Bridgette nodded.

"Well, if we've noticed, it's only a matter of time before they notice too!" Leola continued. "This is why I think that we girls should team up to get rid of the rest of the guys!"

"Even Richard?" Bridgette raised a brow.

"It would be sad to see my little gaming buddy go…" Leola said slowly, "but it's a dog eat dog game! You know what type of guy Zakk is, if we don't take action then he will!"

"Well, I…"

Confessional:

"Girls can be so catty, I know that for sure. I mean, look at Blaineley! She eliminated Izzy and Gwen without another thought! This is why I'm wondering, 'how reliable is this girls only alliance?' How do I know they just aren't going to get rid of me first chance like Heather did in Total Drama Island?" –Bridgette Lake

*buzz*

"Well, maybe my little buddy Richard won't have to go. I mean, after Zakk, Lucian, Adam, and Christoph are gone, he and I can reactivate our alliance to get to the Final Two! I'd feel pretty crappy if Richard had to leave, ever since he and I became friends with Bailey." –Leola Ringer

Leola just smiled and patted Bridgette and Emily on the back. "I'll let you sleep on it!" She said, skipping out of the cave.

Bridgette and Emily exchanged a glance. "All right then…"

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Lucian sighed, sitting out on one of the many benches scattered around Camp Wawanakwa. Blaineley had decided that however much she wanted to torture the contestants in challenges (Chris McLean, much?), comfort shouldn't be an issue. It was one of the few things that he could give the blonde hostess credit for.

Right now, though, he utterly despised her. And, if you watched the last episode/read the last chapter, you probably know why.

He sighed again. "Uh…. Gwen…"

He wasn't obsessed with her, no, but he was really missing her and wishing that he had let her know how he felt before her elimination. And, of course, he was also wishing that he'd been eliminated in her place.

"I know how you feel, dude." Richard said, startling Lucian. He'd been sitting on the bench opposite to Lucian, playing Rune Factory 3 on his Nintendo DS. It was a rather addictive game, at least according to him.

"Huh? Oh, I guess you do, don't you...?" Lucian smiled; glad to find something in common with the video game addict.

"If it's any consolation, I still feel the exact same thing about Katie." Richard continued, a sort of a dreamy look entering his horribly blood shot eyes.

It didn't help how Lucian felt about Gwen anymore. But it did feel a little better, knowing that Richard was in the same boat with Katie.

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"Would all of the campers, including the winner of the last challenge, please report to the Virtual Reality building? The supplies for your new challenge will be in there, along with Chef Hatchet and me." Blaineley called over the intercom.

"She'll never get tired of that, will she?" Christoph commented.

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All of the contestants were standing in the Virtual Reality building. Despite this location, there were not any helmets or gloves out, but instead, a door kind of like a movie star's door.

"Now, as we all know, you all dearly miss the old contestants that have passed on – "

"Woah, woah, woah! When did they DIE?" Lindsay interrupted, her hands covering her mouth in horror.

Blaineley scowled. "Lindsay, no one died. It's a term that means they were eliminated."

"Oh… sorry…" Lindsay said, sitting back down. Christoph patted her on the back, silently chuckling at this particular blonde moment.

"Continuing…" Blaineley glared at the campers, silently daring them to interrupt. Zakk considered making some snarky comment, but had nothing to say.

"Anyways, you all miss the old contestants." Blaineley continued, with Chef pulling down some curtains to reveal, in order, pictures of the old contestants – Frances, Jacky, Alan, Chase, Jaydee, Rosalind, DJ, Katie, Delia, Bailey, Calvin, Ben, Draco, Wolfgang, Izzy, and Gwen.

"Today's challenge is to bring them back from the dea – from the Dock of Shame!" Blaineley said quickly, as Lindsay was about to stand up again. "Chef will show, on the monitor here, to everyone except Samantha, your name. Next to it, after a totally amazing drum roll, will be the name of the person you have to dress up as. Not all of the eliminated contestants will have a 'host' today, since they are more eliminated kids than there are left in the game. Your challenge comes in two parts – your first is to make an outfit that's a copy of what they normally wear. Chef Hatchet and I will judge how good your outfit is, which will give you more points. The next part of the challenge is like a fashion walk – we go over to the Auditorium of Blainerific Awesomeness and you will, in two minutes or less, act like that camper."

"So it's like a huge cosplay?" Angie asked.

"Exactly, Angie! Here's a cookie." Blaineley smiled as Chef Hatchet tossed a cookie at Angie, which hit her in the head.

"Gee, thanks." Angie rubbed her head.

"No need to complain, girlie." Chef Hatchet snorted.

"I'm not!" Angie assured him quickly.

"The contestant who has the most points during the challenge receives immunity tonight. The rest of you, it's fair game. I hope you all have good sewing skills, and if not, then good luck. Now Chef, if you please?"

"Stupid show, never get paid enough…" Chef Hatchet muttered before walking over to one of the computers. After a few minutes, Bunifa's name and picture came on the monitor. "Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa will be dressing as…"

There was a drum roll…

"The scrawny punk girl Rosalind." Said scrawny punk girl's picture and name appeared on the screen next to Bunifa's.

Bunifa smiled. "Cool, I like that scrawny little punk girl." She said, pounding a fist through the air.

"Now Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa, you may go into the materials room to find the needed materials for Rosalind's outfit. Shoes are already provided, it's just pants, skirts, shorts, and shirts that you campers need to worry about."

Bunifa shrugged, walking to the materials room in search of the needed items for a copy of Rosalind Hex's outfit.

"Hope they got a pair of boots in there…" She muttered.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that." Blaineley smiled.

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At the Aftermath how studio…

"Hey, has anyone seen my boots anywhere?" Rosalind asked, rubbing the back of her neck as she walked around barefoot.

"I can't find my shoes either." Wolfgang added, also barefooted.

"All right, which one of you peasants stole my shoes? Those cost more than your house, I'll have you know." Frances scowled, walking around with no shoes.

"Frances, it's not just you." Jacky said, also barefooted.

"You know what? I bet it was Blaineley." Bailey scowled.

Agreed.

Chase's card read.

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Back at Camp Wawanakwa…

Now it was Lucian's picture on the screen, along with his name next to the picture.

"And Lucian will be dressing as…"

Also another drum roll…

"Frances!" The picture and name of said rich boy appeared next to Lucian's name and picture.

"What?" Lucian choked, not believing his luck.

"That one might be a little tough clothes wise, after all he does have some pretty expensive clothes…" Blaineley smirked.

"I hate my life and my life hates me." Lucian grumbled as he entered the materials room.

Next up Emily's name and picture showed up on the screen. "Emily will be dressing as…"

Drum roll please…

"Gwen!" Gwen's name and picture appeared next to Emily's name and picture.

"O-okay…" Emily said, wondering how she was going to make stockings, a miniskirt, and a corset.

"Good luck, Pasty!" Blaineley teased. Emily scowled before entering the materials room with Lucian and Bunifa.

Then Zakk's name and picture showed up on the screen. "Zachariah will be dressed as…"

Zakk glared at her while the drum roll happened. "Oh just get on with it all fucking ready!" He snapped.

"Bossy little…" Chef muttered as Chase's name and picture showed up on the screen beside Zakk's.

"Oh yay." Zakk muttered sarcastically before entering the materials room.

Next up, Briana's name and picture showed up on the screen. "Now Briana will be dressing as…"

The drum roll occurred.

"Jacky!" Said Frances fan girl's name and picture appeared besides Briana's name and picture.

"I promise I'll do my best." Briana said sweetly.

"That's the spirit, Bri! Can I call you Bri?" Blaineley said cheerfully.

"I'd rather you didn't – "

"Head on over, Bri!"

Briana scowled as she walked over to the materials room.

Confessional:

"The universe sure has a sense of humor. Dressing up as Jacky, the first person I got rid of in this stupid game?" She laughs. "I'll bet she rigged this! Oh, and if you call me Bri again I'll stab you in the face." –Briana Galvan

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At the Aftermath show studio…

"How'd she find out?" Jacky gasped as she and the other eliminated contestants watched the episode as it was being filmed.

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Back at Camp Wawanakwa…

Richard's name and picture appeared on the screen next. "And Richard will be…"

The drum roll occurred once more, with feeling…

"Alan!" Said pervert's name and picture appeared beside Richard's.

"Eh, cool." Richard shrugged before walking into the materials room.

Next up Bridgette's name and picture appeared.

"Now Bridgette will be…"

The drum roll occurred (tired of them by now?).

"Izzy!" Izzy's name and picture appeared.

Bridgette shrugged. "Okay." She entered the materials room.

Christoph's name and picture appeared on the screen.

"Christoph will be cosplaying as…"

Drums, please!

"Calvin!" Calvin's name and picture appeared.

Christoph raised a brow. "Um, if I'm Calvin and Bridgette's Izzy… does that mean…?"

"Ooh, good thinking Chris!" Blaineley said cheerfully. "Extra points if you kiss 'your partner!'"

Christoph sighed.

Confessional:

"Don't get me wrong, Bridgette's a nice girl. But, uh, heh heh…" he chuckles nervously, "I like Lindsay." –Christoph Farbos

*buzz*

"Fuck! Samantha's not in the challenge!" He sighs. "Knowing my luck though, she probably wouldn't even be Bailey." He's holding a notepad. "Knowing my luck, it'd probably be Lindsay." He smirks. "Actually, I wouldn't mind that. Lindsay is pretty hot." His face pales. "N-no, don't tell Samantha or Christoph – or Lindsay – I said that!" –Zakk Blythe

As Christoph entered the materials room, Leola's name and picture appeared. "Leola will be…"

Once more, with feeling…

"Katie!" The name and picture of the Hispanic girl appeared beside Leola's.

"Hmm… Katie…" Richard sighed happily. Leola rolled her eyes at her friend as she went into the materials room.

"Now Adam will be…"

The drum roll. I'm sure you know this by now.

"Wolfgang!" The punk's name and picture appeared by Adam's.

"WHAT?" Adam exclaimed in disgust. Angie scowled.

Confessional:

"WHAT?" He begins a long length of swearing. "Okay, you know what? I will do my EXACT copy of Wolfie." He grins evilly. –Adam McLine

*buzz*

"I swear to God, if Adam goes out of his way to ridicule Wolfgang I will kill him and eat his first born child." –Angie McLine

*buzz*

"This is perfect! If Adam pisses off Angie, it's the perfect opportunity to get him eliminated." She laughs. –Briana Galvan

*buzz*

"We rigged that one." –Blaineley O'Halloran, The Hostess

"Next up, Angie will be…"

Do I even have to say it?

"Bailey!" Bailey's name and picture appeared on the screen beside Angie's.

Angie's jaw dropped. "I have to kiss Zakk?"

"Only if you want to get extra points!" Blaineley smirked.

Confessional:

"As much as I want to stay in the game, I'm not sure how far I want to go. I want immunity, but at the same time it'd hurt both Wolfgang and Samantha if I kissed Zakk for the challenge…" –Angie McLine

"And last for today, Lindsay will be cosplaying as…"

For the last time, drum roll, with feeling.

"Delia!" Delia's name and picture appeared beside Lindsay's.

"Yay!" Lindsay cheered, and then stopped. "Who's Delia again?

"Now get sewing!"

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Bunifa had been having trouble at first, but once she got the hang of it she soon found herself with a violet t-shirt, black jeans, and her black boots. Miraculously they managed to fit on her feet.

"Nicely done! I'll give you seven and a half out of ten for your Rosalind outfit!" Blaineley scored.

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Lucian wasn't having as much luck. For one, Frances's clothing was made out of rather expensive material; two, he was a detective, not a seamstress; and thee, he was still sad about Gwen leaving.

"Eh… four out of ten." Blaineley sighed.

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Emily had managed only to make a black long-sleeved shirt with a black miniskirt, which wasn't too bad in retrospect, but still missed the stockings and corset.

"Six out of ten." Blaineley scored.

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Zakk wasn't doing too well either. After all, he was built to rock out, not to sew. He managed to create some form of Chase's normal outfit, but it wasn't that amazing.

"Eh... you'll get a five out of ten." Blaineley shrugged.

Confessional:

"What?" He's pissed off. "Dude, Zakk's outfit is at crappily made as mine, and I got a four but Zakk gets a five? What the heck?" –Lucian Sanders

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Next up was Briana, who managed to make a good copy of Jacky's outfit.

"A seven out of ten, Bri." Blaineley smirked at Briana's obvious irritation.

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Richard, surprisingly, showed some good talent in making an outfit to resemble Alan's.

"Nicely done Richard! Eight out of ten!" Blaineley praised. Richard smiled sheepishly.

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Since Izzy only wore a swimsuit with a towel, Bridgette had no problem just finding the outfit she needed.

"Nice Bridgette! Nine out of ten!" Blaineley smiled.

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Christoph also showed some surprising talent in sewing and created a great copy of Calvin's outfit.

"Nine out of ten, great job!" Blaineley smiled.

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Leola had a little trouble in making Katie's outfit.

"Eh… five out of ten." Blaineley scored. Leola sighed.

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Adam, meanwhile, had been going out of his way to make Wolfgang's normal outfit look as ridiculous as possible. He had succeeded.

"Adam, that is the biggest piece of crap I've ever seen. Zero out of ten." Blaineley scowled.

Adam cheered for himself. Angie glared at him.

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Angie wasn't doing to good either on Bailey's outfit, but at least she was trying, unlike a certain prankster I could name (cough, Adam, cough).

"Four out of ten." Blaineley scored.

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Lindsay showed some actual amazing seamstress skills and pulled out an exact replica of Delia's outfit.

"Amazing! Ten out of ten!" Blaineley cheered.

Lindsay smiled. "Aww, thanks Blair!"

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Blaineley and Chef Hatchet were sitting at a judge's table. "First up, we have Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa James as Rosalind Leanne Hex!"

Bunifa walked out in the Rosalind outfit, her hair pulled into a ponytail. She smirked at the audience before feigning disgust at Blaineley's outfit. "Oh my Goddess, look at that! I think she ripped that dress out of Project Runway!" She smirks, and then pretends to answer a phone. "Blaineley? The seventies called, and they want their clothes back."

The audience (consisting of the campers and interns) laughed, especially Zakk.

"Maybe I like Project Runway!" Blaineley shrugged. "But since that was spot on of how Rosalind would act, I'm forced to give you a nine out of ten and a sixteen and a half score altogether.

Bunifa pumped her fist through the air and went back to the dressing rooms.

"Next up we have Lucian Sanders as Frances Edward Worthington the Third!" Blaineley announced.

Lucian walked out, a scowl on his face with his outfit on and his hair styled like Frances's. He glares at the audience. "What are you looking at, peasants? My father is rich you know, he could buy Canada if he wanted to." Then he glares at Zakk. "You'd better apologize for ruining my phone, that costs more than two of your houses."

Zakk and the rest of the audience laughed.

Blaineley wiped away a tear of amusement. "Okay… hee… okay… I'm forced to give you a ten out of ten, because that was just amazing Lucian. Your score altogether is a fourteen out of ten."

Lucian smiled and walked back to the dressing rooms as he started to get some of the hair gel out of his hair.

"Next up we have Emily Gaede as Gwendolyn Tara Carter!"

Emily walked out, with a teal streaked black wig on as she carried a black sketchbook (conveniently found in the dressing rooms). She sat down, with a pencil, and pretended to sketch, until she looked up. "…Hey…"

The audience was silent. "Okay… Emily, as much as that's how Gwen would act, I have to give you a five out of ten score for your presentation with an eleven out of twenty score altogether."

Emily sighed, walking back to the dressing rooms.

"Next up is Zachariah Ambrose Blythe as Chase Longogia!"

Zakk walked on the stage, dressed up as Chase, carrying some cards.

Hey

The audience was silent.

I really

Have

Noth-

Ing to

Say h-

Ere.

The audience remained silent. "Like he ever has anything to say! Seven out of ten! Thirteen out of twenty altogether!"

Everyone, including Zakk, was shocked.

"Stay in your outfit Zakk, since you have the potential to score bonus points along with Angie."

Angie and Zakk glanced at each other, and then looked away with a blush on their cheeks.

Confessional:

"I'm not going to lie – Angie is a pretty girl. But, I have Samantha, and she has Wolfgang, plus I don't really know her that well since we were put on different teams. I'm not sure if the bonus points are really worth it… but then again, I did only get a thirteen out of ten…" –Zakk Blythe

"Next up we have Briana Galvan as Jackaline Emma Smith!"

Briana bounced happily onto the stage. "Hey, I'm Jacky! I'm really looking forward to making friends here and I hope we can all have a great summer together!" She said this cheerfully.

The audience snickered a little. "Nice! A six out of ten for your presentation and a thirteen out of ten altogether."

Briana exited the stage.

"Next we have Richard Vic Birge as Alan Jonathan Brooks!"

Richard walked onto the stage - more of a strut, actually – adjusting his glasses as he winked at the girls in the audience. "Ladieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees, what's happening?"

The audience snickered.

"The name's Alan, but you lovely creatures can call me Al."

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At the Aftermath show studio…

"I don't act like that!" Alan scoffs.

The rest of the girls burst out laughing, even Selene Stocker (who was tied to a chair and sedated).

"That's the biggest lie ever told." Rosalind smirked.

"The biggest piece of crap, more like it." Delia giggled.

"You guys are mean." Alan whined.

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Back at the show…

Blaineley was laughing. "Alan – Richard… that was perfect! Ten out of ten with a total score of eighteen out of twenty!"

Richard let out a cheer as he walked back to the dressing room.

"Heh, heh… anyways, next up is Bridgette Willow Lake as Isabella Hazel Reyun!"

Bridgette walked onto the stage, dressed in a green swimsuit with a green towel tied around her waist. Her hair was let down and curly. She put on a goofy face as she stared at the audience. "So, I like, LOVE to talk to squirrels in my spare time! Did you know that my great aunt Sally – or maybe my great cousin Larry, I forget which – loves to cut off his toenails with knifes? I know right, it's sooo weird!"

The audience laughed.

"Nicely done Bridge, you get a seven out of ten and a sixteen out of twenty score altogether! Stay dressed, since you and Christoph have the potential for more bonus points!"

Bridgette frowned as Lindsay's eyes began to tear up. "Um, actually Blaineley…" she looked at Lindsay, "I don't want to do anything that would hurt Lindsay. And… I have a pretty good score already."

Blaineley shrugged. "Suit yourself! Do you agree with this, Christoph?"

Christoph nodded. "I don't want to hurt my Lindsay."

Lindsay wiped away a tear and smiled. "Oh my gosh, Brenda! Thank you sooo much!"

Bridgette smiled. "No problem, Lindsay." She nodded as she went to the dressing room.

"Next up we have Christoph Hadrian Farbos as Calvin!"

Christoph walked onto the stage, carrying a hammer and a firework. He tried making the firework go off, but to no success. "Um… maybe if I hit it with a hammer?" He did so: the result? It blew up in his face.

The audience laughed, except for Lindsay who ran up to Christoph. "Oh my God! Christoph, are you, like, okay?" She asked in fear.

Christoph coughed. "I'll l-live…" He choked as Lindsay hugged him tightly.

"Pretty in character Christoph! Six out of ten and fifteen out of twenty altogether!"

Christoph didn't reply. Blaineley sighed. "Chef? To the medical tent, if you would?"

Chef Hatchet stood up and complained loudly as he swung Christoph over one shoulder and carried him to the medical tent.

"Next up with have Leola Ringer as Katherine Maria Sanchez!"

Leola walked onto the stage in Katie's rather revealing outfit, her blonde hair let down past her shoulders. "Oh my gosh! Sadie, isn't Richard so cute? I mean, he's like, sooo cute!" She continued for about two minutes about how cute Richard was, making the audience laugh and Richard hide his face in his hands.

"All right – ALL RIGHT!" Leola finally shut up. "Due to the extreme annoyingness of what you just did, I'm forced to give you a nine out of ten for your presentation with a fourteen out of twenty score altogether!"

Leola smiled, running to the dressing rooms.

"Next up we have Adam McLine as Wolfgang LaFleur!"

Angie sighed, closing her eyes as she waited for certain torture to come.

Adam walked on the stage with a stupid look on his face. "Well hey ya'll! Mah name's Wolfgang, but you can call me Wolfie! I'm a good-for-nothing punk who likes to hit on Angelina just to piss off Adam!" He said in a stupid Southern accent.

Everyone glared at him, even Blaineley. It was nothing compared to Angie's rage, though.

"Adam, that was just lame. Zero points altogether."

Adam pumped his fist through the air.

Confessional:

"Hey, I got to humiliate Wolfie. It's worth it." –Adam McLine

*buzz*

"ADAM I WILL FREAKING KILL YOU!" –Angie McLine

"Okay then… next we have Angelina McLine as Bailey Elizabeth Foxx!"

Angie walked onto the stage, holding a skateboard. "Hey, wassup? The name's Bailey, and I love to get dirty and ride on my skateboard!"

That was about it. "Okay then… five out of ten for your presentation, with a nine out of twenty score altogether. But, you both can go up nine points if you and Zakk kiss as Chase and Bailey." Blaineley smirked.

Zakk glanced at Samantha, who smiled. "I-it's all right Zakk, I'm okay with it. A-as long as you get enough points to not be eliminated, I'm okay with i-it."

Zakk smiled sadly at her. "Are you sure?"

Samantha kissed him on the cheek. "Positive."

Zakk and Angie stood in front of each other. Both closed their eyes and quickly pecked each other, and then both went off the stage to the dressing rooms, both blushing.

"Okay! Zakk, you now have a total of twenty two out of twenty for that kiss! Angie, you now have eighteen out of twenty! Zakk is safe from elimination, as well as the person who gets the second highest score." Blaineley announced.

"Next up, and last for the night, is Lindsay Anna Blake as Delia Anna Connors!"

Lindsay walked onto the stage in her Delia outfit. "Hi-i-i-i-i-i!" She said kindly. "I, um…" She hadn't really thought this out. "I live in New York?"

Even the crickets were silent.

"Okay then… one out of ten with a score of eleven out of twenty." Blaineley wrote this down. "And the second winner of invincibility is…

Angie and Richard, both tied with eighteen points!"

Richard cheered. Angie, who was still angry at Adam however, did not.

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Angie was walking around the forest angrily. "Ugh! I can't believe that annoying little pest!" She says in fury.

Briana, who is listening in, decides then to make her proposal. "Still mad?" She said kindly.

"Very." Angie said simply.

Briana smirked. "Well then, what are you going to do about it?"

"I want him gone! He's been a pain in my ass from day one!" Angie snarled.

Briana smiled evilly. "Well then, maybe we should do something about it…"

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The Elimination Ceremony

"On my tray, I have eleven glasses of lemonade. When I call your name, come up and claim your glass…

Samantha…

Zakk…

Richard…

Angie…

Leola…

Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa…

Lucian…

Emily…

Briana…

Bridgette…

Lindsay…"

Christoph looked nervous while Adam looked confident. Angie glanced at Briana nervously, who made a shushing notion with her finger.

"And the last cup goes to…

…Christoph." Christoph stood up and sighed with relief. Adam stood in indignation. "WHAT? I was eliminated?"

"Sorry! Adam McLine, Boat of Losers… you have an appointment."

Adam avoided everyone's gaze, especially Bridgette's and Angie's. "Well… later I guess." He said, entering the Boat of Losers.

Almost immediately Angie began to regret what she did. But once you make a deal with the devil there's no easy way out…

"What a day! Was Samantha really okay with Zakk and Angie kissing? Will Adam stop irritating Wolfgang so much when he gets to the Aftermath show studio – "

"What studio?" Lucian asked.

"And will Rosalind stop Draco from giving Adam a hard time? Find out next time on Total… Drama… Blainerific!"

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Ugh, I'm sorry if the end was crappy… I was watching a movie earlier with clowns in it (those scare the crap out of me, just don't ask how that went down) and I read a rather disturbing fanfiction.

Review anyways?

~AerisSerris