Disclaimer - I don't own Total Drama. All rights go to Fresh TV and Teletoon (and possibly Cartoon Network, though I'm not really sure why). I also don't own Eurovision, which gets referenced to a lot in this fanfic. This is NOT an SYOC story, so all 28 characters and two hosts were created by me.
That is all...
"So, Tia has earned the Wicked Wheels thirteen points!" Ruben announced. "That brings their total to 49 points.
The Awesome Axles still stand at 23 points, special thanks to Sanna."
"Grrr…." Sanna growled as Tyge helped her out of the paddling pool. She was covered from head to toe in raspberry jam.
"Next for the Awesome Axles, we have Luko, up against the Wicked Wheels' Mirzo."
[Bus Toilet:
Adrijana (Slovenia): Two Balkan guys up against each other making jam. I imagine Katerina is drooling right now.]
Mirzo and Luko stood before the conveyor belt.
"Mirzo and Luko, ready…set…go!" Ruben announced.
Mirzo quickly sped off, grabbing several raspberries on the way. Luko also did the same, but he accidentally got several thorns in his fingers.
"Ow-ow-ow!" he shouted, but he still continued to pick, before he tripped over the conveyor belt and onto the ground.
[Bus Toilet:
Luko (Serbia): Well, um, that was embarrassing. I hope I don't get voted off for that.]
"And our two competitors are onto round 2!" Ruben announced. "They drop the raspberries into the pool, before jumping in and squashing them. Both are doing decent jobs, but we will see who does better when the points are rewarded."
"Yeah, we know, we're not blind. We can just see this for ourselves," Tia commented.
"Well, some people are. Don't you have any concern for the handicapped?" Ruben asked, sticking out his lower lip.
[Bus Toilet:
Sanna (Denmark): Gotta stay calm, gotta stay calm, gotta stay calm…
Tyge (Norway): [he folds his arms and frowns] Ruben, I can put up with you most of the time, but that was so not cool! You can't just make a discriminatory comment and then expect people to forget. Look what happened to Ezekiel! He had a cool hat by the way...
Sanna (Denmark): ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!]
"And Mirzo and Luko advance onto section three!" Ruben announced. "They drag their paddling pools over, and they spoon their jam into jars. Only ten seconds in and Mirzo has already completed his first jar.
Luko is struggling a bit. Looks like his diabetes are not doing him justice."
"Neither is your commentating!" Sanna yelled. "Quit putting him off!"
"Thirty seconds remaining!" Ruben exclaimed. "Mirzo is on three jars, while Luko has just completed spooning the first jar. Not great progress for him. Seriously, it's just jam!"
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): I hope Ruben realizes that this isn't the proper way to make jam. You have to boil the fruit, and you have to use special jars.
All we're doing is making raspberry mush!]
"Time's up!" Ruben exclaimed. "Mirzo, you filled six jars, earning twelve points for your team.
Luko, you filled only two jars, you've earned yourself a mere four points for your team.
Now to taste your jam."
"Actually," Marios corrected. "It's more like mush, because jam…"
"BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ruben yelled at Marios.
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): Well, Ruben, that's rude! It's not hard to see why most Swedish celebrities hate you.
Ruben (Sweden, Host): Marios…DIE!]
Ruben tried Luko's jam first.
"Hmm…" Ruben said in thought.
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): It took him two minutes to come to a verdict. That's his personal best!]
"Yeah, the consistency isn't great," Ruben commented. "But, it doesn't taste too bad; five points.
You have scored a total of nine points for your team, bringing their total to thirty-two."
Luko nodded his head. He looked satisfied with this result.
[Bus Toilet:
Luko (Serbia): Hey, as long as it's enough to stop me from going in my own country, it's fine!]
Ruben tasted Mirzo's jam next.
"Not bad texture," Ruben said. "But what is that HORRIBLE TASTE?"
"Oh, maybe it's my shoes," Mirzo said. "They have an extra layer of rubber to prevent foot injuries."
"Ugh," Ruben said as he spat out the "jam". "Three points. Get this out of my sight!"
"Okay, sorry," Mirzo answered, and he took the jam from Ruben's hand.
"Here are the results so far!" Ruben announced. "The Awesome Axles have 32 points!"
"Woo!" Tyge cheered.
"Keep your hat on, Tyge," Ruben continued. "The Wicked Wheels have double that – a total of 64 points."
"Oh well," Tyge sighed.
"Wow, Tyge!" Ruben exclaimed. "Is it even possible for you to be bothered by something?"
"Hmm…" Tyge said in thought. "There's cigarettes of course, and then there's when people call my girlfriend a cripple."
"Oooh!" Ruben said tauntingly. "What are you gonna do? Beat me up?"
"Dude, don't try to taunt me," Tyge replied. "You won't succeed, not that you'd want to."
"Okay, bro, it's cool!" Ruben said, putting his palms up. "Next we have Marios of the Axles up against Agnessa of the Wheels."
[Bus Toilet:
Agnessa (Belarus): Once when I was begging on the streets, this group of little boys came over and started throwing stones at me and they kept calling me stuff like a 'hobo' and a 'smelly girl'.
I'd say Ruben is just as mature as they were.
Ruben (Sweden, Host): [he has several tears coming from his eyes] It's okay, Ruben. I'm sure she didn't mean it.]
"Marios and Agnessa…three…two…one…GO!"
The Greek and the Belarusian were moved across the conveyor belt, picking raspberries on the way, and both were doing well. But Agnessa was going really fast.
"Okay, seriously, do you depend on doing that?" Ruben commented.
[Bus Toilet:
Agnessa (Belarus): If you want food, but you don't have money, then you go into someone's garden and pick all the blackberries you can before they realize you're there; a key to surviving on the street!]
"And they are on to section two!" Ruben announced. "As we can see from them pouring their raspberries into the paddling pool, Agnessa has gotten quite a few more than Marios. A lot more actually.
Now they start stomping on the raspberries. Huh, Agnessa isn't so good at this. Such a shame, such she was very good at squeezing when…oops, I've said too much!"
Just after saying that, he narrowly missed being his by a rock.
[Bus Toilet:
Ruben (Sweden, Host): Why does Dani have to keep resorting to violence? Agnessa and I were made for each other, and no Portuguese wimps are going to get in our way.
Agnessa (Belarus): Zeferino, if you're watching this, I want you to know that everyone that what Ruben said was a lie. All I did at that "special candlelit dinner" was eat garlic bread, and dodge when he tried to kiss me. Like, a lot!
Hadi (Israel): Is Ruben telling the truth? I know it seems like he'd lie about that sort of stuff, but still…did it happen?]
"And here we go onto section three!" Ruben announced. "Both Marios and Agnessa are going a moderate pace. Nothing spectacular. Wow, whoever thought up of this challenge mustn't have much experience with reality TV."
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): For once, I actually agree with Ruben. The designers do try a bit too hard to make the challenges typical to the country sometimes.]
"Time's up!" Ruben announced. "Okay, Marios managed to fill up three jars of jam, so he earns the Axles six points.
Agnessa filled up five jars, so she wins ten points! Now to taste!"
He tasted Marios' jam (or mush) first.
"Hmm, this is actually quite good!" Ruben exclaimed. "Eight out of ten. This brings the Axles' total up to 46 points. Agnessa, may I try your jam?"
"If 'jam' doesn't have a second sick-meaning to it, then yeah," Agnessa replied.
"Okay, then," Ruben replied, and he took out a spoon and tried it. "Meh, the taste is moderate, and it's way too lumpy…four. You earned the Wheels a total of 14 points, which brings their total up to 78.
Amanda and Zeferino, you're up next!"
The Swedish girl and the Portuguese guy stood before the conveyor belt.
"You know the drill!" Ruben exclaimed. "On the count of three! Ready, steady, go!"
"I didn't know that ready, steady and go were numbers," Marios commented. "What kind of…"
Marios stopped. Ruben had flipped him the bird.
"Okay, if you wanted me to stop talking I would have done so," Marios said, rolling his eyes.
"Thank you," Ruben sighed.
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): To be fair, Marios, he did tell you to shut up about, like, a hundred times.
Oh well, better late than never.]
In the meantime, Amanda and Zeferino had started running across the conveyor belt.
Zeferino tried to pick raspberries, but Amanda seemed to be picking them all first before he could get there.
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): I had to be arrogant. With Marios and Aleksander on my team, I'll be on the chopping block if we lose!]
"So, Amanda has shown a rather…competitive technique to picking raspberries!" Ruben announced. "It seems to be holding Zeferino back a bit, though. Onto section 2! The two competitors drag their paddling pools of jam over and start the squelching!"
"You can do it, Zeferino!" Agnessa cheered.
[Bus Toilet:
Hadi (Israel): Encouragement. She must be desperate for a win!
Ruben (Sweden, Host): I wonder how Hadi is going to react when he realizes Agnessa isn't really the villain. How, that's the great thing about Total Drama. You never know how someone's gonna react.]
"And Amanda seems to be pretty good at squelching!" Ruben commented. "Zeferino, you got a bit of raspberry on your…things!"
Zeferino looked down, and shrugged.
"Stop trying to put him off!" Dani yelled.
"So, our contestants have just completed section two. Both jams seemed to have been squelched to perfect consistency, but I'll judge whether it's true later. Here they go onto section three!
Only ten seconds in and Amanda has already filled two jars, while Zeferino is almost finished filling one."
"Go Amanda!" Stela cheered.
"Come on, Zef!" Agnessa exclaimed.
"Your cheering ways will not change anything," Ruben sighed. "And we are thirty seconds in. Amanda is onto her sixth jar already, while Zeferino is in the middle of filling a third one."
"I really hope we win," Marios sighed.
"Yeah, who knows which one of us could go," Luko agreed.
"It's okay, guys," Tyge said. "This feeling is natural. Hopefully we can pull it off!"
"Time's up!" Ruben announced. "Amanda filled a total of twelve jars, earning her team twenty-four points. Zeferino filled seven jars, giving the Wheels fourteen points. It's tasting time!"
He tasted Zeferino's jam first. "Eh, nothing special. Four points."
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): [mimics] Eh, nothing special.
Seriously Ruben, this is jam we're talking. Well, in essence it's just mush. But anyways, how does he judge jam like that? Of course it's going to be generic! This isn't the Eurovision!
Amanda (Sweden): I wonder if Marios actually cares about Ruben's mistakes or if he's just being a troll. Actually, it's pretty obvious…]
"Okay, now I'll try Amanda's jam," Ruben said, and he took a spoon and tried some. "Hmm…pretty good. 8 points!"
Amanda smiled, looking satisfied with this.
"So, the Awesome Axles have 78 points, while the Wicked Wheels are leading with 96 points, but that can be reversed.
Next we have Hadi against Johannes! What a coincidence, both of their countries begin with 'I'. Isn't that something?"
[Bus Toilet:
Tyge (Norway) [he is laughing hysterically]: Ruben is so bad at hosting!
Ruben (Sweden, Host): You too, Tyge? I thought you were better than that. Why does everyone hate me? This is how Pavils must have felt, except he was an actual jerk, while I am AWESOME!]
"Anyways, country names aside, let's get started. Ready…set…go!"
Johannes and Hadi both quickly leapt onto the conveyor belt, but they both tripped over it and fell
"Lol!" Zeferino exclaimed.
"Yeah, thanks dude!" Hadi snapped.
"Sorry," Zeferino replied, shrugging.
Johannes and Hadi quickly got to their feet and started picking raspberries, but not with much success, taking about five seconds to pick one, and it only came off if they were lucky.
[Bus Toilet:
Johannes (Iceland): I've said this before. I'm not very athletic! My voice is pretty much my only forte!
Hadi (Israel): I've never been much good with my feet, but I'm awesome with my hands! But do people care? No!
Dani (Hungary): I don't know why Hadi feels so useless sometimes. He's the one who got first place in the national selection! That's gotta be worth something!]
"Time's up for section one!" Ruben announced. "Both competitors picked an estimated ten raspberries each. Lame! Anyways, they are now onto section two.
Despite having so few raspberries, they are having some serious trouble squashing them. What is your deal? Do you not know the proper jam making techniques; Oh, by the way, Marios, that was a rhetorical question!"
Marios had just opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped and sighed.
"Glad we've met a compromise," said Ruben, a rare smile on his face. "Now, Johannes and Hadi have not been met with much success. We are now at section three and both of them have managed to use of all of the raspberry jam, and I doubt they even made enough one jar between them. Zero points!"
"Aren't you going to taste them?" Johannes asked.
"No," Ruben replied. "I said that you have to fill one in order for it to be judged!"
"No you didn't!" Hadi and Johannes yelled.
"Well, I should have," Ruben replied. "Finally, we have Stela and Dani."
[Bus Toilet:
Johannes (Iceland): [Icelandic swear word] you, Ruben!]
The Romanian and the Hungarian stood before the conveyor belt, like the contestants before them, and waited for Ruben to give them the signal to go.
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): Stela was in the bottom two yesterday, so I gave a bit of a…pep talk…to prevent that from happening again. Heh, heh]
"Get yourselves sorted, 'cuz you're about to begin!" Ruben announced. "Ready, steady, go!"
The two of them jumped onto the conveyor belt, and started picking raspberries. Stela immediately got to it, and when Dani tried to pick some as well, Stela pushed her off of the conveyor belt.
"ARRRGH!" Dani screamed, before picking herself up. "That isn't fair! She cheated!"
"I never said there was any rule against pushing someone off," Ruben replied, shrugging.
"Then why didn't you tell us!?" yelled Sanna.
"I wanted to see who would be smart enough to do it," Ruben replied.
"Ugh, I think I'm bleeding," Dani groaned. "Does anyone have any plasters?"
"I have some tissues," Tia replied, running over and handing them to Dani.
"Looks like Dani is out of this challenge, and the Wicked Wheels have a total of 96 points!" Ruben announced.
"Can't she start again?" Hadi asked.
"Yeah, sorry, no," Ruben replied. "The conveyor is designed so that it takes exactly a minute to move a contestant from one end to another, so it wouldn't be fair for her to start again."
"It isn't fair that she got pushed off!" Agnessa yelled.
"Whatever," Ruben sighed, rolling his eyes.
Meanwhile, Stela was still picking raspberries off the bush, when she fell off the end of the conveyor belt.
"And Stela moves onto to section two, and pours her raspberries into the paddling pool!" Ruben announced.
"Come on Stela!" Amanda cheered.
Some of the others glared at her.
"What? Don't you want to win?" Amanda asked.
"Not like this. No," Marios snapped.
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): Marios has got to go ASAP. The question is how will I convince the others?
Marios (Greece): How can I get rid of Amanda? I'll probably get Aleksander's vote, but I'll have some trouble convincing the others.]
"And Stela moves onto section three!" Ruben announced. "Putting the raspberry mush into the jar at a pretty good pace. She's ten seconds in and she's already filled one and a half jars!"
"Come on, Stela! You can do it!" Amanda cheered.
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): [rolls eyes and laughs] Wow, Amanda, way to be totally blatant!]
"Yeah, Stela, win this for us!" added Tyge.
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): Oh, Tyge! [facepalms]]
"Time's up!" Ruben announced. "Stela has managed to fill ten jars, giving her team a total of twenty points!"
"Yes!" cheered Amanda and Tyge.
"Now to taste the jam!" Ruben announced, and he took one of Stela's jar, and tried it with a spoon.
"Hmm…" Ruben said. "It's okay. Not great, not terrible. Six."
Stela pouted. She somehow wasn't satisfied with this.
"Okay, the Axles stand at 104 points, while the Wicked Wheels have 96 points. In order to make things fair, the Wheels are going to have their average score added to their total. So, 36+13+15…"
"They have an average of 13.71429!" Marios interrupted.
"Well, looks like you're not so useless after all," said Ruben. "I think we'll simplify it, and just add 13.75, giving the Wicked Wheels a total of 109.75 points. In order for the Axles to claim a victory, all Aleksander has to do is get six points. Even he can do that!"
"Whatever," Aleksander sighed, and he stomped over to the conveyor belt.
On the way, Stela grabbed him by his hood and growled, "You throw this and you pay."
"Yeah, whatever," Aleksander said, rolling his eyes, and he continued to walk over.
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): Yeah, I got Stela to say that for me. I wasn't going to do it myself. Too risky
Aleksander (Albania): Ha, like I'm gonna pay! If I leave this game, then the rest of you have to eat Hans' mut instead. Hey, this is your loss if it happens!]
Aleksander stood in front of the conveyor belt.
"You ready?" Ruben asked him.
"Yes," Aleksander replied sarcastically.
"GO!" Ruben shouted, and Aleksander stepped onto the conveyor belt, but a second later…
"Oh good gosh, I've fallen over!" Aleksander exclaimed, after "tripping" over the conveyor belt.
"BOO!" yelled Stela, and the rest of the Axles joined in. "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Oh, shut up!" Aleksander yelled.
[Bus Toilet:
Aleksander (Albania): What? I had to do that! This is the perfect opportunity to get Amanda voted off!]
"No thanks to…that," Ruben said awkwardly. "The Wicked Wheels win! Adrijana, Tia, Mirzo, Agnessa, Zeferino, Hadi and Dani are all safe for tonight!
Tyge, Sanna, Luko, Marios, Amanda, Johannes, Stela and Aleksander are all on the chopping block! Sucks to be you!"
[Bus Toilet:
Marios (Greece): Definitely three points to Amanda! She may have gotten the most points in this challenge, but she also got Lou voted off! I will never forgive her for that!
Amanda (Sweden): I'd really like to get Sanna voted off. She's a threat to me manipulating Tyge, and she also got zero points in this challenge. However, I don't think anyone is going to vote with me, since Sanna is friends with nearly everyone and she can just use her disability to gain sympathy.
I know that sounds bigoted for me to say, but it's true!
As for Marios, he is really skilled, credit where credit's due, and I don't think I could get enough votes against him.
I think I'll target Luko next. I've already got Stela voting with me, and Tyge should be gullible enough to do so as well. I'll just have to make sure Sanna doesn't get in the way.]
"So, who do you think we should vote off?" Sanna asked Tyge at the front of the bus.
"I dunno," Tyge replied. "They're all so awesome! I know they signed up for this, but still…"
"I was thinking Johannes," Sanna said.
"Oh, I like Johannes," Tyge sighed.
"Well, he did get zero points in the challenge," Sanna pointed out. "And he also got some people eliminated."
"I've a feeling he was being honest when he said that it wasn't his choice," Tyge said. "I think someone is trying to control him."
"How could someone manage that?" Sanna asked. "Can't Johannes, like, control people himself!?"
"He hasn't done it in ages," Tyge pointed out. "At least since he got Lou voted off."
"He'll be useless without it though," Sanna said. "Can you at least consider it? For me?"
"Oh, okay," Tyge replied, and they both kissed.
[Bus Toilet:
Tyge (Norway): Problem is, Amanda already asked me to vote off Luko. I guess I'm sorta the swing vote tonight.]
"Hey, Johannes," Marios said, tapping the Icelandic on the shoulder. "I need to ask you a question."
Johannes got a huge shock inside, but he said, "Okay, what is it?"
"Did Amanda tell you to vote off Lou? I'd like an honest answer," Marios asked him.
"Yes," Johannes said quickly, before tightening his lips.
Luko, who was sitting beside him, looked rather shocked by this.
"It's okay," Marios said. "It's good to let it out."
"Johannes, why?" Luko asked in shock.
"She was trying to get Marios voted out, but I didn't want that to happen, so I helped her get Lou voted off. I dunno why, he just seemed kinda useless," Johannes replied.
"Why didn't you just convince everyone to vote off Amanda?" Luko asked.
"Scandinavian loyalty, my weakness," Johannes groaned. "I think it would be better if she got her karma repaid at the end of the season."
"Maybe, maybe," Marios sighed. "But she'll manipulate people on her way."
"I'll vote off Amanda, if you want," Luko said.
"I'll think about it," Johannes sighed.
[Bus Toilet:
Johannes (Iceland): I would have thought about it, but I still have no free will. I hate myself for doing this – Three points to Amanda!]
"Thanks, guys," Marios said. "I'll just try and convince Sanna and Tyge."
[Bus Toilet:
Tyge (Norway): Well, now I have three people to consider voting off. On the bright side, I think I'll be safe for tonight. But who to pick?
Marios (Greece): Three points to Amanda for so many obvious reasons, two points go to Stela for being her ally, and one point goes to…er…Aleksander, just to scare him a bit.
Aleksander (Albania): I'm going to give one point to Tyge, just because he's a threat and it would be good to get rid of him now.]
The 15 remaining contestants sat before Ruben on the bus.
"Contestants!" Ruben announced. "There are only seven marshmallows on this plate, while there are eight of you on the chopping block.
Now, all of you have some reason or another to leave.
Aleksander – bra, you did not even try! You just leapt off at the first opportunity. You're such a wimp!"
"Whatever," Aleksander groaned. "You guys can't survive without my cooking."
"Stela," Ruben continued. "You showed a rather violent side to yourself when you pushed Dani off. It wasn't against the rules, but it may have attracted some unwanted attention…
Johannes, you did not get a single point in this challenge, due to your skinny physique. You may be the weakest link to your team.
Amanda, you may have gotten the highest score in the challenge, but I think you know that you aren't safe tonight.
Marios, you got a decent score, but you cannot shut your mouth for once. A very good reason to let go of you!
Luko, only nine points today. Your diabetes are certainly not a asset to your team.
[Bus Toilet:
Hans (Norway, Co-Host): I can't believe has the nerve to say that stuff on air! Doesn't he know how serious diabetes is?]
Sanna, once again, not a single point! Sure, it wasn't really your fault, but still…"
"Glad you figured that out," Sanna groaned.
"Finally, Tyge," Ruben said. "You…you…um…er…"
He sighed, "Tyge, you are safe! Come and collect the first marshmallow!"
"Yeah!" Tyge cheered, and he walked up to collect it.
"As for the rest of you, I already listed reasons why you may be voted off," Ruben said to the other seven. "However…
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…Sanna, you are also safe!"
"Yay!" Sanna cheered, and was handed her marshmallow by Tyge.
"Also safe tonight," Ruben continued. "Are…
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…Johannes
And Aleksander!"
The two of them stood up to collect their marshmallows.
"Sorry, Sanna," Tyge whispered to her. "I just couldn't vote him off."
"It's okay," Sanna replied.
"Only four of you left," Ruben said. "Amanda, Luko, Marios and Stela, one of you will be going home…
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…you're safe!"
"YES!" Marios cheered, before flicking his tongue at Amanda.
"What's your deal?" Amanda asked, folding her arms.
"Only two marshmallows left!" Ruben announced. "The next one goes to…
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…Luko!"
Amanda looked rather shocked by this.
"Thanks guys," Luko said to his team, before claiming his marshmallow, and then throwing it out of the window. "Stupid sugar-free marshmallow!"
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): What? How did that happen? I know I only had three votes on my side, but still! I bet Marios had something to do with this.]
"Amanda and Stela," Ruben said. "The two BFF's of the contest. One of you will be leaving."
Marios smiled at Amanda, while the latter smirked.
"Only one marshmallow remaining!" Ruben announced. "As with when Johannes and Berto were the bottom 2, there was only one point between you. The final marshmallow of the evening goes to…
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…Amanda!"
"Phew!" Amanda cheered.
"What!?" Stela yelled. "But Amanda and I were going to final two!"
"I'm really sorry about this," Amanda said. "You were my best friend in the contest."
"You meant you thought this was a real friendship!?" Stela yelled. "Guess what? I was just using you to have an alliance. And you fell for it! Sucker! May as well break it to you now that I'm out! Goodbye!"
Stela grabbed her suitcase and stomped off the bus before slamming the door.
Amanda had a shocked look on her face, and she started to cry fake tears.
"It's okay, Amanda," Sanna said sympathetically. "She's not worth your friendship."
"Yeah, it'll be okay," Tyge added.
"Thanks guys," Amanda replied. "It was just…unexpected."
[Bus Toilet:
Amanda (Sweden): Stela may not have realized, but she just helped me gain sympathy. Wow, she actually had a use for once!
Marios (Greece): Of course I know Stela just had an outburst! I just remembered something – Stela and Anka were on the other team when Lou got voted off! Unless they were just trying to save Amanda…would Johannes lie? Maybe Anka beat him up…I'm so confused!
Amanda (Sweden): Still, a one point difference. I have to be careful. from now on And I'm out of allies too. Though I guess Tyge is gullible to enough to convince.
Also, I'm lucky that I'm safe. If I hadn't given Stela one point just in case, I'd probably be gone by now!
Tyge (Norway): In the end, I just couldn't vote off Amanda, Johannes or Luko, so I just decided to give my three points to Stela. I didn't know it would cost her the game
Luko (Serbia): Yes, I've reached the half-mark! Didn't think I'd get this far, but I did! Woo!
Aleksander (Albania): Half-mark! No surprises there! All I have to do is cook my way to the finale! Piece of cake. Speaking of cakes, I made some cake and left it in my backpack, and now I can't find it. Where did it go?
Dani (Hungary) [she is eating a chocolate cake]: Yum, delicious!
What? I don't like Aleksander! I'm allowed to steal from him. And this is some good cake!]
Votes –
Aleksander –
3pts: Amanda
2pts: Stela
1pt: Tyge
Amanda –
3pts: Luko
2pts: Marios
1pt: Stela
Johannes –
3pts: Amanda
2pts: Stela
1pt: Aleksander
Luko –
3pts: Amanda
2pts: Stela
1pt: Sanna
Marios –
3pts: Amanda
2pts: Stela
1pt: Aleksander
Sanna –
3pts: Johannes
2pts: Stela
1pt: Amanda
Stela –
3pts: Luko
2pts: Marios
1pt: Sanna
Tyge –
3pts: Stela
2pts: Marios
1pt: Aleksander
Stela – 14pts
Amanda – 13pts
Luko – 6pts
Marios – 6pts
Johannes – 3pts
Aleksander – 3pts
Sanna – 2pts
Tyge – 1pt
So, Stela is the next one to leave. :-(. It's really hard to get rid of contestants at this point, because they've all developed really good roles.
As always, if anyone Romanian happens to be reading this, you have every right to flame.
Please review, be it positive, negative or constructive feedback, because it's good to know what readers think. Even if you don't have an account, you can write a guest review. Just sayin...
By the way, I have now reached 1,500 views. Well, about half of them were for the first chapter alone, but I'm glad some people actually made it through that.
Next time - The contestants go to Montenegro to compete against each other in a rafting contest.
I haven't actually finished the next chapter yet, so it may take more than three days until the next update. Sorry for any inconvenience caused :-(
