The Total Drama series belongs to Teletoon, and Cartoon Network. Also, the VS. idea isn't mine. It belongs to CragmiteBlaster. Everything I also mention that's copyrighted belongs to their respective copyrights. However, all my characters belong to me.

Whoa, talk about a delay… Sorry, guys! But... Various factors delayed this chapter; E3… Me being literally busy... I also joined a Total Drama RP Group on this site, where I played as Beth. Come read it if you want, and possibly join the forum? Also...

WARNING: A character mentions suicide in this part. Just placing this warning here, in case of a trigger warning. So, the younger fans may want to read with someone older.

In either case, this episode, we continue our trek through this hospital…

Someone dial 911!


West Wing

In the currently dark halls of the abandoned hospital, both Nelson and Verna were talking. Or rather, Nelson was giving Verna some advice.

"Now, first off… How do you feel about hats, as a whole?" Nelson asked out loud.

"Well, I adore them; Latif even made me some custom Pokemon hats once." Verna exclaimed. "Steph never did know, but I stashed one of the hats Latif made for me in my bag under a lot of junk. She never did notice that Breaking Dawn book that Latif made just to store one of my hats..."

"Cool, what hat is it?" Nelson asked.

"Eh, nothing simple; just a hat of a Drifloon." Verna replied back.

Nelson blinked. "Er… Is that the Pokemon that entangles kids, and drags them off to Hell?"

"Pfft, that's just an urban legend. Besides, my Drifloon's a shiny!" Verna winked. "So, what else should I do?"

"Well, you already are wearing glasses..." Nelson started to say.

"Yep, been a meganekko since I was five!" Verna winked.

"...Right, so we got that handled." Nelson nodded. "How about highlights? They can really bring life to nerds such as us! Heck, I've been thinking of getting some matching ones in my hair, now that I'm dating Korpse."

Verna did some thinking, and grinned. "You know? You may be right. I've always wanted highlights in my hair, but being those spoilsports I used to call my friends more or less ruled over my life until now… I shall go for it. The eyeshadow stays, though. I've already gotten used to eyeshadow by now."

"Yeah, the eyeshadow really suits you." Nelson smiled. "Now, let's see…"

"Maybe a Beacon Badge from Pokemon will do?" Verna asked. "It goes well with my new life."

"Er, explain?" Nelson asked.

"Well, like I said, I'm shining brightly in my new life, and I'm proud of it!" Verna answered back proudly. "And I may be able to do something I was unable to do since before I joined those girls all those years ago."

"Which is..." Nelson questioned.

"If I ever get a pair of pants, I'll show you." Verna winked.

Nelson nodded. "A pair of pants… Huh."


Confessional: Other than getting the pants scared off?

Verna: Sure, shorts may be comfy and easy to wear, but a nice pair of pants is perfect enough for me.

Nelson: I chose shorts because… Well, shorts made me more swifter. Hey, I'm going as far as I can; I'm wanting to make Tomomi proud.


The two then heard some banging noises, as they turned around for a bit. The two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Eh, nothing, thankfully." Nelson noticed. "I don't do that well with horror. Well, psychological horror."

"Ditto for me; I get surprised enough, thanks to my old clique, Steph, and Team Cipher's grunts." Verna replied back. "Bloody jumpscaring somebody when one's Pokemon is about to faint..."

The two turned back around and started to walk the other direction, as they saw what appeared to be a figure, dressed in what appeared to be some strange clothing, decorated entirely in an eyeball pattern.

"Er… Who are you?" Verna asked, scratching her head. "And what's with the eyeball motif?"

She then gave a quick glance at Nelson, who was not phased by the newcomer's new wardrobe choice.

"And how are you not freaked out by this?!" Verna questioned.

"Eh, I'm kinda a fan of Kyary Pamyu Pamyu." Nelson shrugged. "She's most likely inspired by her."

The figure then opened its mouth, releasing what appeared to be birds. Verna blinked.

"And it's vomiting birds… Okay, then." Verna noted. "Is that also normal for you?"

"Yep!" Nelson proudly stated.

The birds, even though they were really mechanical, then started to surround the two, as it started to peck and scratch at them.

"Ow! Is this karma for OW decimating Falkner in OW Black 2 with OW Karrie, my OW Joltik?!" Verna asked.

"Beats me, but OW I don't think there's OW any reasoning with her, not with this OW murder of crows!" Nelson replied back.

"Yeah, maybe we should OW flee." Verna suggested.

"Good idea. Who knew zombified OW J-Pop Idols could be so OW dangerous?" Nelson asked.

The two of them started to flee from the demented pop singer, but it was clear that Verna was much more quicker than Nelson was.

"Ugh, curse me being the slowest in Gym class..." Nelson spat out, as he looked at Verna. "How are you even so fast?"

"Simple; fleeing from… Well, various sources." Verna replied back. "That, and I was the first to flee when my old clique used to… Forget it, let's flee!"

Nelson looked back at the birds catching up to them, and back at Verna.

"Verna? You flee… I'll just slow you down." Nelson said out loud.

"Nelson? What are you getting at?" Verna asked.

"We'll meet up after the challenge. Now go!" Nelson ordered.

Verna didn't waste no time in running away, as Nelson looked back.

"Okay, you bird-brains… Have at me!" Nelson said out loud, as the birds flew even more closer to the Cute Gamer…


Only for Nelson to be lobbed into what appeared to be a Morgue of sorts. The electricity inside the Morgue was still active.

"Err… Yuck… Is this a Morgue?!" Nelson shivered, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Attention, residents! Nelson Sakaki has been eliminated from play! And yes, Nelson, that is indeed a Morgue."

Nelson gave off a scowl at the intercom, as it shut off.

"Well, that royally sucks." Nelson said to himself, as he noticed a slab. It read 'Douglas Wilkerson'. [1]

Curiosity got the better of him, as he opened up the slab…

Confessional: What a RP can add, huh?

Nelson: -He is seen vomiting into the toilet on the bus-

Chris: I kinda forgot to tell the campers… There are still some cadavers still in those slabs that the employees forgot to remove. Or at least one. Doug here, kinda forgot the memo not to smile at a crocodile, and… You kinda get the gist of it.


East Wing

Thunder and Twiggy were pre-occupied with talking to each other, all while holding a crutch for protection.

"Hey, you get the feeling that we may be using these things, soon?" Thunder asked.

"I don't quite get what you mean, but..." Twiggy responded back, clearly confused.

"Well, why else would there be a room filled with crutches?" Thunder questioned. "I may not be a gamer, but I saw this kinda activity occur when I was at a teammate's house, while my dad was busy boozing it up. He was playing this game, and right before a room, he got a save point, ammo and health pick-ups out the wazoo. Next thing we both knew… Well, some gargantuan monster slaughtered him. We eventually had to resort to going online for tips and tricks on how to defeat that thing."

"Ah, the old bait and trap trick..." Twiggy replied back. "Mom used to pull that kinda trick all the time on me and dad, up until she knew she only had a few months to live."

"Once again, sorry for your loss." Thunder said gently. "Still, a lotta crutches. You have a feeling we should have stayed put in that room?"

"Hey, it didn't stop Ada and Nick. Right before I joined you, I could have swore I saw the two head into one of the rooms, and started to make out." Twiggy giggled.

"Yep, they're two of a kind, all right." Thunder grinned. "In fact, I wouldn't be too surprised if Nick becomes even more of a DJ."

"Well, with his future political career kinda spoiled, and with a well-done GF like Ada… I'm rooting for the both of them in the future!" Twiggy replied back.

"Same here, only without the pom-poms." Thunder responded.


Confessional: Rah-Rah-Rah!

Thunder: Yeah, I gotta admit; the two of them make for a cute couple… -He then blushes- Hope I can do the same for Twiggy.

Twiggy: -She chuckles- Seeing Ada and Nick making out… Reminds me of Marzipan and Ribbon on the squad back at home.


The two continued on, as they turned a corner in one of the halls…

"Oh… crap." Twiggy cursed, as Thunder looked ahead, and gulped.

The hall was littered with several zombified creatures, each and every one of them bloodthirsty.

"My God, it's an entire squad!" Thunder muttered, as he turned towards Twiggy. "Twigz, since dealing with potential crowds coming from lovestruck students and fans of your cooking is your thing… Any strat you got in mind?"

"Hmm..." Twiggy thought. "I got one, but it'll require me taking a bullet for the team."

"What..." Thunder replied back. "You mean, a sacrifice play?"

"Yep! If I cause a distraction, then that'll leave you enough time for you to flee!" Twiggy explained. "Besides, this is only a challenge; what harm could it do?"

"Other than that guy wearing a small intensive as a necktie?" Thunder responded, pointing to one of the creatures.

"Okay! Going for it!" Twiggy said, as she flipped into the crowd, and took out her pom-poms. She gave off a smirk at the creatures, as Thunder took the hint to make a break for it.

"Good luck, Twigz!" Thunder yelled back, as Twiggy looked back at the crowd of creatures.

"Time to unleash the cheer..." Twiggy grinned.


West Wing

Mozart kept on backing up in fear, holding his bo close to him, while the music got closer and closer.

"Crap… Stuck in a dark place, with that damn bogus thing coming to me..." Mozart muttered in fear.

He kept on backing up, as some thoughts hit him.

"Wish that gal that saved me was here..." Mozart said, as some memories hit him…


About 10 years ago…

A young, 6 year old Mozart was in a local pizza place, with his class. He was looking around at the games they had all around.

"Cool! This is totally radical!" Mozart exclaimed in pure delight. "I'm gonna play the Claw Game to win something for mom and mommy! No, wait! Before that, I'm gonna play Daytona USA! No-no-no, wait!"

He then held his stomach as he noticed something.

"I'm gonna use the bathroom first. That pizza was super-yummy; I had about five slices." Mozart said, as he started to look for the bathrooms.

Having found the bathrooms, he exited, as he looked around.

"Now… How do I get back to everyone?" Mozart asked, as he started to walk around. "Hello?"

He started to walk around, feeling very lost.

"Is anyone here?" Mozart asked again, as a voice spoke out to him.

"Oh, yeah! Your class is in that room… Right next to you."

Mozart looked at the room, and without a word, he opened the door…

...Only for some hands to shove him into the room.

"Ha! These kindergarteners are easy to fool! HAHAHAHA!" The voice taunted out loud, as they left.


Mozart got up from his knees, as he looked around the dark room.

"Hello? Someone? Anyone?!" Mozart yelled out in panic, as he noticed something else in the room…

A purple-clothed animatronic. It's eyes soon glowed a warm yellow, as…

"Hello-o-o-o young boy or-or g-girl! Let Ol' PlumPants give y-y-you a h-hug!" The animatronic greeted, along with a music box sounding theme, as it started to slowly move towards Mozart.

"Anyone?! HELP!" Mozart yelled out, as the animatronic was close to Mozart. Fearing for his life, he swiped at the animatronic, tearing some cloth off of it.

He backed towards the door, with the cloth in hand, as the animatronic got closer…

"Please! STOP!" Mozart yelled out loud, as he closed his eyes, bracing the worst…

...When all of a sudden, the door behind him opened, and he stumbled out.

"You okay?" A gentle, female voice asked.

Mozart looked up to see a raven-haired girl around his age, wearing glasses. She had on a red shirt, and a pair of blue pants.

Mozart couldn't take it anymore, as he buried his head in the young girl's shoulders, crying.

"Ssshhh, it'll be okay… Let's get you back to your teacher, 'kay?" The young girl suggested.

Mozart nodded sadly, as he looked at the purple piece of cloth he swiped from the animatronic. Without a word, he pocketed the cloth, as he began to follow the young girl.


Present Day

"Wait, what am I talking about?" Mozart asked. "No bodacious babe would waste her time fighting off an animatronic to save my skin."

The animatronic then stepped into the beams of light illuminating off of Mozart's flash light…

"No way..." Mozart raised an eyebrow.

It was Ol' PlumPants. But not just any PlumPants… There was a huge rip in the stomach area.

"You… You gave me nightmares for weeks!" Mozart glared at PlumPants, clearly recognizing it.

"H-hug! They're f-f-f-free!" PlumPants responded back rather creepily.

Mozart said nothing, as he pressed a button on his bo. All of a sudden, the top of the bo lowered a bit, as what appeared to be an electric prod came coming out.

"I'll give you a free hug..." Mozart muttered, as he ran towards the animatronic, and was ready to jam the prod into the rip, when…

"IRK!" Mozart squeaked out, as he was brought into a tight hug by PlumPants.

"Hug! Everyone g-gets a h-h-hug!" PlumPants said out loud.

Mozart knew he was being crushed by the strength of the animatronic's tight hug. Struggle as he could, he couldn't break free. Even kicking it in the gut was out of the question.

"Crud… There's gotta be something I can do..." Mozart thought, as it became more difficult for him to breathe.

He then looked down at his bo, with the electric prod still active.

"Hmm..." Mozart continued to think, as he pressed some buttons.

The prod retracted, and out came a feather duster.

"Nope. That won't stop the Hug of 201X..." Mozart thought. "Marking it as an X for future use."

Pressing a few more buttons, the duster retracted, and out came a crane-like item, most likely used to grab high things off a shelf.

"Saving it for future use."

Mozart pressed another button, sending out what appeared to be a blast of confetti.

"...When will I ever use the party cannon?" Mozart asked himself, as the hug got tighter.

Pushing yet another button, what appeared to be a magnet came out of the bo. Mozart gave a glare at the animatronic, and…

"Boop!" Mozart exclaimed, as he tapped the magnet on the animatronic's leg.

The animatronic roared in pain, as it let Mozart go. Now with the inventor free, he breathed a few deserved breaths, as he swapped back to the electronic prod.

"Time for the Shock Of This Year!" Mozart yelled out loud, as he ran towards the animatronic, jamming his prod into the animatronic's tear.

The animatronic started to spark, as Mozart released the prod, and ran off, hiding behind a door, as a small explosion followed.

Once the dust settled, Mozart could see that the animatronic was in pieces, not functioning. He jumped for joy, and gave off a grin.

"Bad job, sport… See YOU… Never." Mozart declared, sheathing his bo, as someone was starting to approach the inventor.

The newcomer lifted what appeared to be a small club, as Mozart looked at the destruction he did.

"Maybe I can use the scrap from BogusPants for parts?" Mozart thought, as…

THUNK!

Mozart was instantly knocked out, as his body was dragged into the shadows…


Confessional: Victory! ...Sort of.

Mozart: While I did defeat that bogus animatronic… I should have been more careful! -He sighs- I wonder what GENKI and Woodstock are up to, now…


Meanwhile, back at the Cottage…

GENKI was watching some wrestling, with Woodstock by her side.

"Aw, come on, ref!" GENKI yelled at the TV. "How did you even miss that chair shot?! He was three feet in front of you!"

Woodstock simply shook his head, almost understanding.

"Man, GENKI knows these fights are scripted for the good guys to always lose, but can you all have a fair fight where the bad guy wins, anyway?" GENKI asked out loud. "...Should GENKI watch soap operas, instead?"

Woodstock simply let out a squeak of agreement, as GENKI changed the channel.

A few seconds later…

"Aw, come on! GENKI knows that Eduardo is Harvey's twin, who died in season 42, which turned out to be a dream that Beatrice was having!" GENKI yelled at the TV. "Everyone knows about that!"

Woodstock nodded in agreement.


East Wing

Steph was fighting off various creatures left and right bare-handed.

"I ain't leaving you idiots the glory of touching MY body." Steph declared, as she stabbed a creature in the eyeball with a make-up brush. She then spat in the socket where the eye was.

Continuing to best the creatures left and right, it seemed she was unstoppable.

"Is that the best you got?" Steph yelled out loud.

She soon ate those words, as a creature came walking up to Steph, towering her by a good few feet.

"Uh… Maybe you are too strong?" Steph asked out loud. "I never saw something THAT pissed since I tricked the wrestling team to forfit their wins thanks to planting an empty bottle marked 'steroids' in one of the lockers..."

Steph then started to run the other way, hoping not to get captured by the creatures.

"Ha! You idiots can't catch me!" Steph taunted out loud. "Cause I am Stephanie George! HAHAHAHA- WHOA!"

Steph soon tripped over what appeared to be a stretched out small intestine, as the creatures caught up to her, with the large one following. Picking her up, she tried her best to wiggle free, but was soon tossed into the Morgue.

"OOF!" Steph grunted as she was tossed on the ground. She soon looked at her surroundings, to see Nelson, still feeling sick to his stomach.

"Steph?" Nelson asked. "For the love of God… Don't look in these slabs!" Nelson pleaded.

"Pfft, who cares? It's most likely some dead old grandpa..." Steph replied back, as she opened one of the slabs… She instantly turned green as a result.

"Warned ya." Nelson retorted.


Confessional: Here we go, again!

Steph: -She has an angry expression- What the f***?! How could you even leave those dead bodies in there like that?! -She gags a bit- Euurrgghhh… Excuse me…


West Wing

Xantara and Olivia continued through the halls, defeating any creatures that came their way.

"Man, who knew that horror was messy?" Xantara asked out loud.

"Hey, on the bright side for you, it isn't bloody." Olivia winked back, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Attention, residents! Steph George has been eliminated from play!" Chris said over the intercom. "As thus Twiggy SteelRose."

"SteelRose? Xantara questioned, as Olivia elbowed her.

"Hey, it's a pretty badass last name, if I say so." Olivia smirked back.

"Still… You think everyone's okay?" Xantara questioned out loud. "We haven't heard from anyone all day, and Nelson's stuck in a morgue."

"Relax; I bet they're fine." Olivia replied back. "Heck, you're lucky you got stuck with me!"

Xantara blinked. "Er… How lucky?"

"I learned some various self-defense techniques from my visits to mosh pits. Trust me, you'll be fine." Olivia winked.

"So… That's how you knew the weak spot to those presumed men creatures..." Xantara nodded.

"Hey, creature or not, being kicked in the man parts still hurts." Olivia stated.

"Uh, aren't you a girl, though?" Xantara asked.

"Yeppers! Still doesn't mean that us gals can't feel the pain like boys do!" Olivia replied back.

"I see..." Xantara nodded.


Confessional: Here comes the pain!

Xantara: Olivia is kinda… wild. Still, she's a bit of a smartie. And I can feel positive energies coming off of her.

Olivia: Hey, despite what the media may say, the punks at the mosh pit made me feel welcome! -She then does a rock-n-roll symbol- Thrash on, guys and gals!


The two continued on, now drinking some tea, as they spotted a familiar contestant wearing a lot of blue.

"Hey… Is that Moana?" Xantara asked.

Olivia nodded. "Yeppers, she's the only gal I know of that can wear that much blue and still get away with it."

The two then walked up to Moana, who turned around.

"Hey, Olivia and Xantara!" Moana greeted the two. "What a wonderful day today! A wonderful day for a swim!"

Olivia looked at Moana blankly. "Er, do I want to know what was in that seafood platter cooked up last night? We're miles away from a body of water."

"Heck, even miles from a public pool, even." Xantara added.

"Olivia, is it not?" Moana asked, looking at Olivia. "It's a wonderful day for you! You know that Sting guy?"

Olivia grinned in response. "Know him? I adore that bad boy! Still..."

"Well, I been thinking, and… I think it would be best if you have him." Moana finished.

Olivia's eyes went wide. "Wait, really? That's just awesome..." She then realized something, as she frowned. "Wait a minute, here! No blue-blooded, soda drinking Canadian teenage girl just ups and gives away a super-hot bad boy like it's a random Pokemon and gets away with it!"

"Er, which ones are you thinking?" Xantara asked, curious.

"I dunno; something about some Doof from some place called Sin-something..." Olivia answered back. "I don't know; ask Verna! I'm not that much of a gamer!"

"Yeah, plus he did say that he loved you, right from the start!" Moana said out loud.

Olivia then looked at her tea, and splashed Moana with it. Moana then started to spark, as the image of Moana disappeared and was replaced with that of a robot.

"I knew it! False Advertising!" Olivia stated.

Xantara sighed. "My poor tea..."

"Come on, its only me, Moana!" The robot responded back.

"Nope; it's just a wannabee disguised as my rival in this love triangle!" Olivia declared, as she turned towards Xantara. "Xantara, I had enough of this clown. Can we blast it?"

Pretty soon, an arrow whizzed by Olivia, and hit the robot dead center, as Olivia's eyes went wide.

"Way ahead of ya." Xantara responded, holding a bow and some arrows.

"Er, Xantara? What's with going all Robin Hood on that wannabe?" Olivia asked out loud. "I always thought you were peace and love!"

Xantara simply whistled to herself.


Confessional: Bullseye!

Xantara: Hey, I have hobbies other than yoga. -She winks at the camera-

Olivia: Still, that Moana was more of a ripoff than first hearing about Punky Brewster… Which was a rather good show… Hey, I'm allowed guilty pleasures outside heavy metal, alright?

Verna: Hey, for the record, when I did trade away Com-Mons, I at least gave them Pokerus...


Still in the West Wing…

Ellis and Marissa continued through the halls, with Ellis pushing the gurney and Marissa picking off various creatures with her crossbow.

"Yeesh, so many creatures around. How does Chris even manage this show's budget?" Ellis asked.

"Merchandising… Commercials… You know, all that stuff." Marissa answered back. "In fact, I wouldn't be too surprised if we're toys in the near future."

"...You think the kids would enjoy our likelesness as a toy? When they would most likely go for someone like… Well, Korpse?" Ellis asked.

"Everyone has a fan." Marissa reassured. "Heck, even Final Fantasy 6's Gau has his share of fans."

Reaching into the tongue depressor jar, Marissa could see that she was flat out of the sticks.

"Oh… Crud." Marissa muttered. "We're all out of depressors..."

"That, and we're about to head into a huge crowd of these creatures..." Ellis replied back.

"Man! I haven't felt this helplessness since the ending of Phantasy Star 2!" Marissa complained.

The two then looked at each other, as then both nodded.

"We're not helpless yet… Let's plow the road!" Marissa announced out loud.

"Hell yeah!" Ellis replied back, as the two drove right into the crowd of monstrous creatures…


East Wing

Both Drake and Stella were handling creatures on their own, Drake using a 2X4, and Stella with a mike stand she found, as well, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Attention, residents! Ellis Cooke and Marissa Lambert have been eliminated from the challenge!" Chris announced out loud. "Seriously, you try fighting a crowd of creatures via hand to hand techniques, you can really mess your chances up..."

Stella raised an eyebrow, as she stomped on the foot of a creature. "Why would they even try fighting crowds when they knew they had no chance?"

"Beats me..." Drake replied back. "But what do I know about fighting?"

"Well, you're doing fine right now." Stella smiled.

"Hey, helps that they're just robotic." Drake said out loud. "So, they can be repaired..."

But all of a sudden, some pounding was heard, as the ground shaked underneath their feet. Drake turned to see where the noise was coming from, and quickly went white as a ghost.

"Oh, God… No..." Drake muttered in pure fright, as Stella turned to see what was making her friend petrified.

It was a monster, holding a noose, and giving off a dark look at Drake.

"No… Anything but a noose..." Drake muttered, as he was brought into some deep thought.


Drake was in his room, his face red with tears, as he was in some deep thought. The messages going through his head said it all…

Loser!

Retard!

You're a smear to our world!

Mom should have aborted you!

You should be euthanized, you sad sack!

You should just die and give the world a favor!

Kill yourself!

Die!

Drake choked out a sob, as he was using some rope to tie something up. He then held it up and examined it.

"Nice and firm..." Drake said to himself, looking at the noose he just made. "If they want me to die… Then..."

"WISH FUCKING GRANTED!"


"Drake?" Stella asked, snapping Drake back to reality. "We really should flee."

Drake nodded in agreement, as the two started to flee from the noose monster…


Confessional: …

Drake: Seeing that noose… And with that monster holding it… It just came back to me…

Stella: The heck was up with Drake? He froze up when he saw that noose…


Now far away from the noose monster, both Drake and Stella took a few breaths of relief.

"Man… Running can… Take a lot… Outta you..." Stella panted, as she looked at Drake, who had a tear fall down his eye. "Drake? What's wrong?"

Drake stood in silence, as he sighed.

"Everything came back… All at once." Drake muttered.

"Wait, everything? What was everything?" Stella asked. "Was it about that noose? Cause I recall you skipping out on the Noose Fear the other day."

Drake nodded uneasily.

"I see… Well… Did you see a bad cartoon featuring a noose?" Stella asked.

Drake shook his head.

"Okay…" Stella replied, as she did some more thinking. "A bad game featuring some gallows? You did mention that your mom plays video games..."

Drake shook his head again.

"Crap!" Stella cursed, as she did some more thinking. "There's gotta be something which freaked you out back there..."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, Stella..." Drake said out loud, as he looked at Stella. "Stella? I have something to say, and if you don't wanna be near me anymore… I understand."

"Drake, I promise, I'll be right near you, no matter what." Stella reassured.

Drake smiled slightly. "Thanks..."

He then frowned, as he took a deep breath.

"About a year ago… I very nearly… Committed suicide." Drake admitted seriously.

Stella was shocked to hear about this. "Drake?! You aren't joking, are you?!"

"Why would I joke about such matters such as this?" Drake replied back seriously.

He then looked at Stella.

"If you want to know the full truth, considering one of us is not voted off… Come seek me at the beach at midnight tonight." Drake requested.

Stella nodded. "I promise."

Drake gave off a slight smile.

"Thanks."


West Wing?

Verna continued running solo, away from any creatures that stood in her path. While she would fight, she figured running was the more obvious solution.

"Man, these guys are relentless! And I haven't ran into a statue yet!" Verna said out loud.

She continued to run, as someone was running her direction…

OOF!

Both teens were down, as one of them got up and approached Verna.

"Hey, need a hand?"

Verna looked up to see Korpse, holding her hand down and smiling. Verna accepted the gesture, as Korpse helped Verna back up.

"Thanks, Korpse… But, how are you here? I thought you were on the East Wing." Verna said out loud.

"This IS the East Wing." Korpse replied back, as she examined Verna some more. "By the way, what's with the feathers in your hair? And wheres Nelson?"

"Well… me and Nelson got encountered by some strange lady, that vomited out birds. He sacrificed himself to save me, and got lobbed in the morgue." Verna explained.

Korpse sighed. Her boyfriend was out of the challenge. But what really intrigued her was that strange lady.

"Hmm… Vomiting out birds… That seems awfully familiar..." Verna pondered, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Residents! Ada Longjohn and Nicholas Rex has been eliminated from the challenge. Just a friendly reminder not to smooch after a victory." Chris stated, as the intercom went off.

Verna gave off a smirk, as Korpse starred at Verna.

"Hey, not like I wanted to do so with Nelson once… Or twice..." Korpse replied back. "Thrice?"

"So, should we classify your kissing as Smoochum levels? Or Jynx levels?" Verna teased.

"Ah, shut up..." Korpse chuckled back.


Confessional: Kiss and make up!

Verna: Hey, Latif pulled that same trick when I was crushing on Clemont from Pokemon… (She shuffles her glasses) ...And Edgar Newton from the football team. Hey, he was the only guy who I legit liked. All of the other jocks, however? Judging by their favorite game, how often do you think they get their mouths washed out with soap?

Korpse: I didn't mention anyone this, but… -She goes into her pocket, and pulls out a Luvdisc card, sealed in plastic- Kinda found this when I was carting back Nelson after that spider incident back on Amehurst. So… Maybe it IS Jynx levels? MegaJynx, maybe?


All of a sudden…

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The two girls looked at each other in alarm.

"That sounded like some serious Jeopardy..." Verna stated.

"Yeah, I haven't heard that loud of a scream since waiting for my Kirby tattoo..." Korpse shivered.

"I think we should help whoever's in trouble..." Verna suggested.

"Good idea; besides, there ain't no rule against a Geek and Popular helping." Korpse replied back.

The two started to run towards the source of the screaming, as they approached an unmarked room. The two gave off a nod, as they stormed inside…

"Attention, residents! Mozart Tonfa, ScoreKorpse, and Verna Wolfe have been eliminated from the challenge!" Chris announced, as the creature dropped off Mozart, and made its exit, past Verna and Korpse.

The two girls were confused, as they saw that they were in the Morgue.

"Wait, seriously?!" Korpse asked out loud. "We only followed the source of the screaming!"

"True, but once someone enters the morgue, you're out, even if it was by accident." Chris replied back, as the intercom switched off.

Korpse sighed, as Verna walked up to her.

"Hey, don't feel down; now's your time to be with your BF." Verna winked.

Korpse gave off a smile. "Well, losing isn't all bad."

Verna watched Korpse walk over to Nelson, who was still sick to his stomach, as she too, walked over to Mozart.

"Mozart, you okay?" Verna asked.

"Yeah, babe… But seriously, I really hate being snuck up on..." Mozart shivered.

"Tell me about it. This is why I don't do any traveling to Orre anytime soon." Verna replied back.

With Korpse and Nelson, the two were chatting. Or rather, the former was comforting the latter.

"Man, I do NOT wanna know how that guy died!" Nelson stated, motioning back at the slab he opened earlier.

"Well, maybe he died… peacefully?" Korpse asked.

"Korpse… Half of his body was missing, with his guts spilling out..." Nelson stated.

"Wow, wicked..." Korpse pondered.

"Yeah, I don't think I'll get any sleep tonight..." Nelson replied back, as he was brought into a kiss by Korpse.

"Don't pull an all-nighter just yet..." Korpse comforted her boyfriend. "Just think about more happier things, okay? That what cheers me up."

"Okay." Nelson smiled back, as he noticed Ada and Nick holding hands. Korpse soon took notice.

"Hey, I bet we can best them at making out..." Korpse whispered into Nelson's ear.

"Wow, in front of everyone present so far?" Nelson asked.

"Well, when everyone so far that's been tossed in is everyone else, and Steph..." Korpse replied back.

"I like those odds!" Nelson exclaimed.


Confessional: Kissie Kissie!

Nelson: Guess it's time to go up to First Base! ...Is that the right term?

Marissa: Man, watching those lovebirds by the corner… I gotta take notes!


West Wing

The trio of Sting, Moana, and Cherri were taking on some squadron of creatures and creepy nurses.

"Man, things are really heating up, guys!" Sting exclaimed, hitting one of the creatures with a crutch.

"I'm quite surprised we survived for this long..." Moana replied back.

"And there's not even any bug creatures around; only human shaped! What a rip!" Cherri stated, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Attention; Thunder… Whatever his last name is, has been eliminated from the challenge!" Chris announced out loud.

"Yikes..." Moana shivered.

"Nevermind that, guys; we gotta flee! This crowd is getting a bit outta control." Sting replied back.

The three agreed, as they started to run from hall to hall, but they found them crowded as a result.

"Damn, there's no exit!" Cherri cursed, as they soon found themselves cornered next to a wall. There was a vent above them. The three soon huddled close to each other, as Sting and Moana got close to each other.

"Sting? If we lose this challenge… I just want you to know..." Moana said out loud.

"Yeah?" Sting asked.

"I..."

But before Moana could finish that sentence, there were a series of small explosions, as they saw that the entire path was being cleared out.

"Er, the heck's happening?" Cherri asked.

"Beats me..." Sting replied back, looking deeper into the semi-darkness.

"Not to mention, I could find some arrows in the vicinity of the explosions..." Moana said out loud.

Soon enough, the owner of the arrow approaching the trio.

"Namaste..."

The three instantly knew who it was.

"Xantara?!" The three said in unison.


Confessional: Surprised? Not really?

Sting: Whoa, Xantara saved our skins? Wow, who knew she had it in her?

Cherri: She is so rad as hell to be shooting arrows; I always thought she was against firearms… Well, without less fire involved.


"So, what brings you here?" Moana asked.

"Simple enough; I heard you guys, and both of us tailed you all." Xantara answered.

"Wait, both of us?" Sting asked.

"Hey, Xan?!" A new voice cried out. "I think I made this one mad."

The three looked at each other.

"Olivia?" They asked in unison.

Indeed, it was Olivia, who too, was firing off against the creatures that followed her.

"Hey, Cherri! Hey, bad boy! Hey, the real Moana!" Olivia greeted the three, as she continued to fire.

Moana was puzzled. "The real Moana?"

"Eh, it was something right outta the blue..." Xantara shrugged.

"Hey, what was that statement about making 'this one' mad?" Sting asked out loud.

The group soon got their answer, as what soon approached them was a monstrosity of a creature… It towered the contestants, as it looked down upon them, drooling along the way.

"Dudes? I think that's the Queen..." Cherri stated.

"You sure about that?" Xantara asked, suddenly looking frightened, as the intercom cracked to life.

"Attention, residents! Grace Celery and Heidi Fieldgoal have been eliminated from the challenge!" Chris announced out loud.

"Chris, NOT the time OR place to announce that!" Moana scolded the host.

"Gee, sorry… Didn't realize you were facing off against death itself..." Chris replied back.

Olivia began to fire off arrows at the queen, as Xantara started to back up in total fear. Soon noticing the air vent, she jumped into it in fright, and began to crawl away in it, as the remaining teens soon began to fight the creature.

"Wait, what about Xan-?" Cherri asked.

"No time; we can escape later! Right now, we got a queen to kill!" Moana announced, as the trio joined Olivia in battle…


A few minutes later, the four were in the Morgue.

"Well… That stings..." Cherri pouted, as she looked at Sting. "No pun intended."

"No worries." Sting replied back.


East Wing

Both Drake and Stella were busy getting their bearings straightened out.

"Yikes, I haven't been this lost since watching a single episode of Pickle and Peanut..." Drake pondered.

"I'm still kinda newbish at the whole cartoon thing, but I'll take your word for it." Stella nodded back.

They then heard some banging above them, as they looked up to see an air vent. It soon collapsed above them, sending a familiar figure down in front of them. The two were concerned.

"Hey, is that Xantara of the Geeks?" Drake asked, as he ran towards Xantara, who was motionless.

Stella followed, as she felt Xantara's body.

"She's still alive, thankfully..." Stella said, as Drake breathed a sigh of relief.

All of a sudden, they could see that they were soon surrounded by various creatures.

The two gave off a silent nod, as they started to go into the fray…


It didn't take long for the two to be captured, and tossed in the Morgue, followed by Xantara's unconscious body, who was placed on the ground.

"Wait, you gotta be kidding us… We ALL lost the challenge?!" Steph exclaimed.

"Correctamundo, Steph! But in all seriousness, this wasn't a part of my plan, at all..." Chris replied back as he entered the Morgue.

"Then, what was?" Ada asked.

"I'm quite surprised that you didn't even find ONE statue." Chris replied back, ignoring Ada. "And now with this challenge being a tie… I now gotta announce a quadruple elimination!"

Everyone was shocked, alarmed, and angry at this.

"A quadruple elimination?! You said that this would be a double boot, not four people going home at once!" Marissa stated.

"And someone on the Geeks is unconscious right now! This is seriously unfair to both parties!" Sting also said, angry.

"Yeah, I agree! This is beyond unfair, and I know unfair!" Korpse declared.

Chris sighed. "Finnneee… If you want it your way… Since Xantara was the last person tossed in here, that means that she wins it for the Geeks."

The Geeks smiled at that announcement. While there weren't any cheering going on, they knew they were safe for another day.

"And as for your reward for surviving, you win yourselves a $1,000 shopping spree each!" Chris continued on, as he looked at the Populars. "As for the Pops… Two of your days on this show are numbered. Now… Let's quit this hospital."

"With me, driving." Heidi stated. "Cause knowing our luck, with you behind the wheel, we end up in a Creepypasta."


Confessional: Well, a victory is a victory, I guess…

Nelson: ...I hope Xantara is alright…

Olivia: Damn, poor Xantara… I'm not sure what happened back there, but I really hope she's alright.


The Cottage

Twiggy was presenting some small snacks for Heidi and Grace, who was watching a game on TV in the Living Room.

"Go, go, go, go! YEAH!" Heidi cheered out loud, as she gave a high-five to Grace, who returned the gesture.

"Wow, who knew he could go deep?" Grace asked.

"Hell, anyone could do that." Heidi winked.

"Er, guys?" Twiggy asked. "I've got some nachos and cheese for you two to munch on."

Heidi grinned. "Thanks, Twiggy!"

"Yeah, thanks!" Grace replied back.

As the three were snacking on the chips, a thought hit Twiggy.

"You know, a thought hit me… I'm kinda worried about tonight's vote." Twiggy said out loud. "With two people going tonight, it's for sure going to be a duo who's order is up."

"Yeah, I'm kinda worried, too. Still, who do we even vote for?" Heidi asked.

"Hmm… If I may suggest a duo to send packing, how about Ada and Nick?" Grace suggested. "They're the closest of our team by far."

"Yeah, tell me about it; they even managed to out-make out Korpse and Nelson!" Heidi said out loud. "I always thought Geoff and Bridgette could do that!"

While the three were still talking, Steph approached the three, ignoring the sports playing on TV.

"Hey, if I may interrupt, I got a suggestion..." Steph said out loud.

"Yeah, what about?" Heidi asked.

"Why take out one duo… When we can take out two all at once?" Steph suggested. "You two saw it; Ada and Nick, as thus Korpse and Nelson are the closest duos currently."

"But Nelson is part of the Geeks… How would that work out?" Grace asked.

"Trust me, once he finds out his GF is gone..." Steph answered rather deviously. "Now, I am off to ask the others… Ciao!"

Steph then left the room, leaving the three rather speechless… To a point.

"Dudes… What do we even do?" Heidi asked out loud.


Korpse was heading towards one of the rooms on the Populars side, as she noticed half of the Geeks outside one of the bedroom doors on their end.

"Xantara still out like a light?" Korpse asked out loud.

"Yep; it's been a couple hours, now." Moana replied back.

"We're just hoping she's gonna be okay." Cherri said out loud.

Korpse nodded. "As for me, I got some business to discuss with some members of my group. Later!"

Korpse left, as she walked back to her main objective at hand…


Stella was watching cartoons, while Drake was laying down on his bed, doing some thinking.

"Yeesh, Angelica is a witch with a capital B!" Stella exclaimed.

"Yeah, she is..." Drake replied back, not looking at the TV. "And don't bother about looking for that robot cat; he's just your usual 'Sir Does Not Appear In This Cartoon' type of character."

Stella looked back at Drake.

"Still thinking about tonight, huh?" Stella asked.

"Yeah..." Drake answered back, as there was a knock on the door. "Come in!"

The door opened, and Korpse stepped inside.

"Hey, you two." Korpse said out loud. "Guys? You have any idea who you two should vote for?"

"Well, we haven't decided yet." Stella replied back.

"Hmm… If it'll help you two out, what about Steph?" Korpse suggested. "I mean, think about it; she just oozes rottenness all around, and I know rotten."

Drake went wide-eyed in fear, as Korpse noticed Drake's expression.

"...Or we can always vote for someone else?" Korpse asked. "I mean, everyone that I'm really close to is geeking it out on the Geeks, so I'm kinda a free vote."

Drake was still freaked out.

"Uh… Did I come at a bad time?" Korpse asked. "Maybe I should leave..."

Korpse walked out of the room, and closed the door behind her as Stella looked at Drake in concern.

"Drake, what's with you? I never seen you this freaked out before..." Stella said out loud.

"...Stella? Can we not vote for Steph?" Drake requested.

"Why? Korpse did say that she's-" Stella started to say as…

"Please… Can we vote for someone else? Anyone else?" Drake asked, almost begging in a fearful tone.

Stella sighed. "Okay, we can vote for someone else. Still, what's gotten into you?"

"Nevermind…" Drake quickly said.

"Now… As for who I would suggest, how about Grace?" Stella asked out loud.

"Actually, why not both Nick and Grace?" Drake replied back. "We interacted with them the least, and… I'm not one for parties."

Stella gave off a gentle smile. "Okay, we'll vote for Nick and Grace."


Confessional: Wow, something deep's happening…

Drake: -He is fearful- I can't let out what's been happening with me involving Steph to Stella! My secret is on the line, here!

Stella: Man, what's gotten into Drake? He been this way since encountering that noose monster… I'm worried about both of us. I should ask somebody about tonight's vote. As thus get Drake some lemonade. That always makes me feel better…

Glass of Lemonade: -The ice in the glass clink, as it bubbles a bit-


Elsewhere, Heidi and Grace were still watching the game on TV. Heidi looked down at their bowl of nachos, and saw that they were running on empty.

"Yikes, we're nearly out of chips! And we got plenty of cheese dip!" Heidi exclaimed. "I'm gonna get some more, 'kay?"

Heidi then got up, but before she could leave…

"...Heidi?"

Heidi turned back around. "Yeah, Grace?"

"I… think we should vote for Thunder..." Grace meekly said out loud.

Heidi was alarmed. "Wait, you're frontin' me… What about our deal with Twiggy?"

"It's not that, but what about his injury?" Grace asked.

"You DO know that he's crushing on Twiggy, do you?" Heidi questioned back.

"Uh..."

"Look, it's a Double Boot, and we're as much in jeopardy as anyone on this team. We follow Twiggy's plan, and we're set." Heidi explained back.

Grace nodded back. "Yeah, you're right… Still…"

Heidi said nothing, but got close to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thunder'll be fine for a few more days, don't worry." Heidi reassured her friend, as she left the room.

Grace touched her cheek, as she blushed a deep red.


Thunder was on his bed, resting before the vote, while Twiggy was sitting on her bed, chatting with him.

"Thunder? So, we agree on this?" Twiggy asked. "We're voting out Ada and Nick tonight, right?"

"Yeah, but..." Thunder muttered.

"But what?"

"I'm kinda worried about getting votes myself, due to my injuries and all..." Thunder continued. "Curse these broken ribs..."

Just then, Steph burst the door, looking panicked.

"Guys! Big news!" Steph announced out loud. "I just heard from Heidi, Grace, Ada, and Stella that they're voting for Thunder!"

"What?!" Thunder exclaimed, as he got up quickly, but winced in pain.

"Easy, Thunder..." Twiggy said gently.

"It's true! They plan on voting for you, unless you work with me and vote for Korpse." Steph explained.

Twiggy nodded. "We'll think on it."

"Well, you better hurry; they could call for us at anytime." Steph said, as she walked out the room. Once she was gone, Twiggy closed the door.

"Are we really gonna trust her?" Thunder asked.

"Don't worry; we're still sticking to our original plan of Ada and Nick, okay?" Twiggy reassured her friend.

Thunder smiled back.

"Now, let me check your ribs for a moment, okay?" Twiggy asked.


Heidi was in the kitchen, getting some more chips, as Stella entered the room.

"Hey, Heidi." Stella said, as she looked in the fridge, and grabbed up a Yoo-Hoo.

"Hi, Stella." Heidi greeted the Idol.

"So… Still thinking about tonight's vote?" Stella asked.

"Isn't that on everyone's minds?" Heidi questioned. "All I heard so far were some names… But so far, neither you or Drake's names have popped up."

Stella breathed a sigh of relief. She and Drake were safe tonight…

"So, I've been thinking about voting for Nick and… Well, someone else." Stella stated. "It was gonna be Steph, but Drake doesn't want to vote for her."

"I'm not sure why, you don't think he has a crush on her..." Heidi said out loud. "Besides, I find you and Drake to be a more cuter couple, anyway."

Stella blushed a bit at that statement. "Hey… I don't know, either."

"In either case, I'm gunning for Ada and Nick. If they can get complete control of this game, we'll never stand a chance! It'll be like going against the 2009 New England Patriots!" Heidi explained.

Stella blinked. "Er, come again?"

"We're worm food if we don't boot Ada and Nick out tonight!" Heidi answered back. "Plus, all they do is kiss, anyway."

"So do you?" Stella asked. "Or have thoughts of kissing Grace?" Stella asked. "Yeah, kinda heard you talking to yourself in the shower."

Heidi sighed in defeat. "This cottage needs soundproof shower stalls..."


Ada and Nick were in their room, cuddling and drinking a Mountain Dew.

"This is the life..." Ada said, with a smile.

"You've said it." Nick replied back. "Nice job in keeping a target off our backs."

"Hey, if we make it to the Finals..." Ada winked. "Just imagine the kinda DJ set-up we can get with all that green."

"So… We voting for Korpse and Steph?" Nick asked.

"Correct-o!" Ada replied back. "They're true toughies in their own right."

"Now… Wanna kiss before the ceremony?" Nick suggested.

Ada grinned, as she took Nick in for a make-out session.


Drake was watching cartoons, while doing some thinking, as Steph burst into the room, walked over to Drake, and held him up by his shirt.

"Okay, listen and listen good. I want for you to vote for Korpse." Steph ordered.

"But… What if I don't?" Drake asked nervously.

Steph then pulled Drake more closer.

"Well… Do you think everyone will mind if I… I don't know… Share your secret?" Steph answered fiercely, as she let Drake go.

Drake went wide-eyed. Steph knew the one thing she can use in order to control him.

"Okay! I'll vote for you!" Drake answered back in fear. "Please, don't release my secret!"

"Good. I knew you would see things my way..." Steph gave off an evil smirk, as she left Drake's room.

Drake only stood there in stunned silence, as the intercom buzzed to life.

"Populars! Time to send two of your off into the wild blue yonder!" Chris announced out loud.


Confessional: Talk about stunning…

Drake: What do I even do? Do I even listen to Steph? Or do I listen to my heart?

Steph: He's just like putty to me… And the best thing? While I have his secret, he's under MY control. And there's nothing no flat-chested, star-faced bimbo can do about it… -She gives off an evil smirk-


On one of the balconies, Nelson was watching the ceremony from afar, feeling worried.

"Korpse… I hope you make it..." Nelson said to himself, as someone approached him.

"Nel, she'll be fine; I promise."

Nelson looked behind him to see Olivia, smiling genuinely.

"I know, but… I heard some rumors about her getting a possible vote." Nelson said out loud.

"A tough girl like her? She's in good hands, I promise." Olivia reassured.

Nelson nodded back, as he continued to watch the ceremony from afar…


Confessional: Quite the trouble with being on two different teams, huh?

Olivia: Hey, I may be a metalhead, a lover of piercings and tattoos, and wanting to find the bestest bad boy around, but I still care deeply for the little guy…


The Garden of Survival

Currently, the Populars were sitting on stone benches, waiting for Chris to approach them. Ada and Nick both held hands, Grace was eating an apple, Drake was drawing in his sketchbook, while Steph gave off a glare at Drake, but he paid her no mind.

"Gee, aren't we a talkative bunch?" Heidi exclaimed.

"You were saying?" Korpse asked, not looking up from her 3DS.

A few minutes passed, as Chris entered the picture.

"Populars! In just a few minutes, you'll be sending off two of your fellow residents! But, as per usual, I've got some questions to dish out." Chris announced.

"Go for it." Ada nodded.

"Now… First off, Stella! You and Drake were the longest lasting contestants in the challenge. Do you and Drake feel in any danger of being sent home tonight?" Chris asked.

"Well, I have to say… we're in safe hands tonight." Stella smiled back.

"I see… Second question goes to… Drake! What was the deal with that noose monster from earlier?"

Drake gave off a glare.

"Ah, I see… No comment. And third? Korpse! Now that you and Nelson are an item, what are your thoughts are if the both of you reach Merge?"

"Well, play hard, outwit, and reach the finale… Together." Korpse replied back with a gentle smile. "Granted, even if I win, I'll halfsies the prize with him."

"Okay, now with that said, it's time to make your votes!" Chris announced.


Confessional: Vote Time! Make it count!

Stella: I'm going for my plan; Grace and Ada. I just hope Heidi and Nick'll understand we mean no harm.

Thunder: Ada and Nick for me. I'm sorry, Party Pals… But what if you two decide to make out in the middle of a challenge?

Steph: Drake better not mess this one up… As for my votes? Korpse and Nick. Might as well wreck the Tranny's morale as well.

Drake: ...Okay, my decision's made up. I vote for-


Once the last votes were cast by Heidi, Chris came out with several potato chip bags, as usual.

"Once I call out your name, come up and receive your potato chip bag! Heidi..."

"Stella..."

"Twiggy..."

"Drake..."

"Thunder..."

"Steph..."

"Grace..."

It all came down to three contestants… Korpse, Ada, and Nick. The three were nervous, as a result.

"Korpse… Ada… Nick..." Chris said out loud. "This is the final bag of chips for the evening. And tonight, it goes to..."

"...Korpse."

Korpse breathed a sigh of relief, as she received her potato chip bag, as Ada and Nick got up.

"Well, guess this party's over." Ada said out loud.

Nick grinned. "Oh no, it's not..."

"Now, if anyone wants to see Ada and Nick off, feel free to do so!" Chris announced.

The two lovebirds passed by the crowd of Populars, as Steph looked livid…


Confessional: I'm going out, so let's get this party ended!

Steph: What the actual FUCK?! I told Drake to vote for Korpse! Ugh! He is going to hear it from me!


Ada and Nick were on a Dock, while Grace and Heidi were saying their goodbyes.

"Farewell, Ada and Nick!" Heidi said out loud. "May you host lots of parties at the Playa..."

"You bet we will!" Ada replied back.

"Hey, give her a kiss for me, will ya?" Grace winked at Nick.

"You got it!" Nick replied back, as a boat pulled up, and both Ada and Nick boarded. It quickly sped off into the night, as the other Populars were watching.

"As for everyone else, you're safe… For now." Chris announced, surprising the campers.

"I wish he would do that softly..." Grace said out loud, in which Heidi nodded in agreement.


The Populars soon started to head inside, as Drake was pulled into the garden by a rather pissed off Steph.

"What the fuck?! Why didn't you do as I said and voted for Korpse?!" Steph yelled into Drake's face. "There could have been a tie, Ada could have won, and Korpse could have been sent packing, but no!"

"I… just thought she wouldn't get any votes… I'm sorry..." Drake apologized.

He was then met with a hard slap across the face, and then pulled up to Steph's face.

"That is NOT gonna cut it for me. You know how screwed I am if I reveal your secret! Now, next time… You vote with me. No matter what..." Steph ordered.

Drake did some thinking… Would she really share his secret? He then remembered… She's Steph.

"I promise…" Drake muttered, as Steph let him go.

"Good. Glad you see things my way…" Steph said, smirking deviously.

He could only look at her in shock, as he noticed Stella heading back inside.

"Midnight, Stella… Please come..." Drake muttered to himself.


Xantara and Nelson's Room

Some moaning was coming from someone in the room…

"Ugghh… What happened? Where am I?"

The figure looked around to see some of their friends were huddled around her bed.

"Xantara! You're awake!" Nelson exclaimed.

Xantara blinked, as she slowly sat up in her bed.

"All I know is that I crawled into the vents during the challenge, it broke underneath me, and..." Xantara said, as she realized something. "Wait, the challenge!"

"It's over… Been over for a long time." Moana said out loud.

"Yeah, you single-handedly won it for us, accidentally!" Olivia exclaimed.

"And while you were knocked out, we all stayed close to your bed, until you came to." Nelson said.

"We wanna hang out with you later, if you're feeling up to it." Moana offered.

Xantara gave off a warm smile.

"Thanks, guys..." Xantara said out loud.

"Now… We won this shopping spree for winning the challenge, but we decided to delay our trip until you felt better." Moana stated. "If you want..."

"Nah, it's fine… You guys go ahead and shop." Xantara declined.

"Well, we'll bring you back something." Nelson nodded in response.


At a Shopping Square in town…

Olivia and Cherri were both in what appeared to be a store with both of their interests in mind.

"Holy s***… Anarchy symbols… Skulls… Fire… I entered punk heaven!" Olivia exclaimed, as she began to look at some of the clothing options they had on the racks.

Cherri shook her head playfully, as she began to look around the store herself.

"Hmm… I wonder if there's anything scorpion themed..." Cherri pondered, as she began to look at the clothes on display.

She looked at one of the clothes, as someone tugged at Cherri's shirt. She looked down and saw who was doing it.

It was a tween girl, wearing almost the same style of clothes that Cherri was wearing. She even had pink highlights like Cherri, as well.

"Hey, you're Cherri, from the TV!" The young girl said out loud. "You're my hero!"

Cherri blushed modestly. "Thanks…"

"In fact, thanks to you, I got into bugs! I always thought they were icky, but now? They're awesome!" The young girl continued. "In fact, I wanna be just like you!"

Cherri chuckled. "Really? Cool..."

"Now..." The young girl took out what appeared to be a bug book. "Can you autograph my bug book?"

Cherri looked at the bug book, and smiled as she took out a pen, and signed it. She soon gave it back to the young girl.

"To my biggest fan, Cherri BittenByte." The young girl read. "PS: Get started on training your body for needles early if you truly wanna be like me… Winky face."

"Hey, getting tattooed can hurt your first time around." Cherri stated.

The young girl nodded, as she grinned. "Can I touch it?"

Cherri rolled up her sleeve, revealing her scorpion tattoo, as the young girl rubbed her finger across it.

"Cool..."

"Glad you like it." Cherri replied back.

"But, where's your friend?" The young girl asked.

Cherri suddenly realized… She left Olivia to her own devices.

"Crap, left Olivia on her own! Er… Last advice I can give you? Clean and disinfect your future piercings daily, stay in school, and say no to drugs!" Cherri said out loud, as she walked away.

The young girl looked at Cherri in the store, and smiled.

"Cherri… You're the coolest..."


Now outside the dressing rooms, Cherri was waiting.

"Hey, what took so long?" Olivia asked.

"Eh, nothing really..." Cherri shrugged. "Just got a bit sidetracked, that's all."

"Well… Feast your eyes… on THIS." Olivia exclaimed.

The dressing room doors opened, and Olivia stepped out…

She was wearing a black and purple-trimmed t-shirt with an anarchy symbol on it, a denim skirt with a fire motif on it, black socks, purple sneakers, and had on some spiked bracelets.

"There we go; no more of this cute Baka crap." Olivia said out loud. "I feel like… Well, myself."

Cherri grinned. She now saw the TRUE Olivia: The metalhead she was destined to be.

"You look really badass!" Cherri complimented, giving Olivia a thumbs up.

"Thanks! Now… How about we hit up the local piercing place?" Olivia asked. "I'm sure we can get away with a bellybutton piercing-"

"Er, Olivia? There aren't any parlors for miles, dude." Cherri answered.

"Wait, what?" Olivia asked. "Then… tattoo parlor? Maybe we can get inked?"

"None of that, either." Cherri shrugged.

"Crap..." Olivia snapped her fingers in frustration, as Cherri patted Olivia on the back.

"Baby steps, Olivia… Baby steps..."


Both Olivia and Cherri stepped out of the store, as they could see Sting and Moana sharing an ice cream, and laughing. Olivia could only scowl silently.

"Hey, I'm sure there's still some cookies and cream at the ice cream place. Let's go get some, okay?" Cherri offered.

"Okay..." Olivia replied back.


Confessional: Ouch…

Olivia: Augh, they're already at the eating ice cream together stage! Ugh, I gotta step up my game! -She looks worried- ...Is it even possible at this point?


With Sting and Moana, they were indeed eating the ice cream together and laughing.

"So, is it true that your dad's a clown?" Moana asked. "Did he teach you any tricks?"

"Well..." Sting said, as he looked around. Seeing a couple of cans on top of a garbage can, he started to juggle them around, and finished off by having them land in the garbage can. A small group clapped for the Cheerful Emo.

"I guess that answers my question..." Moana giggled.

"Hey, life should be high-contrast laughter." Sting said out loud. "It's more or less my saying ever since I started dressing emo."

Moana smiled, as she looked up at the stars.

"You also have some high-contrast love in ya?" Moana asked.

"Well, who knows, to be honest?" Sting asked, blushing deeply, also looking up at the stars.


Confessional: How about a High-Contrast Confession? No?

Sting: Yeah, love's a strange thing. Plus, I found out that we both love the same kind of ice cream: Chocolate Cookies and Cream.

Moana: Wow, who knew I would fall in love with someone dressing like an emo?


In another shop, Nelson and Mozart were waiting outside a dressing room.

"Man, this shop is awesome!" Nelson exclaimed, as he held up a hat depicting a squid. "Look, I found an inkling hat for my sister's collection!"

"And I found something for both my moms back at home." Mozart replied back, looking in his bag.

"I also picked up something for Xantara, too." Nelson said, as he sighed. "Hope she's okay."

"Nelson?" Verna said from inside the dressing room. "Xantara's a tough gal; she'll be a-okay in the morn."

"Still… It almost looked like she ignored me, all day, to be honest..." Nelson replied back, as Mozart put a comforting hand on Nelson's shoulder.

"Dude, the babe still cares for you; don't sweat it." Mozart said out loud.

"Yeah; she still likes you." Verna added. "Okay! You all ready to see the whole NEW me? My TRUE self?"

Both boys nodded in response, as they stood in front of the dressing room, as it opened.

She was wearing a pink-sleeved t-shirt, with a BeaconBadge from Pokemon as a decal on the front, light blue pants with some Pokeball markings, orange and blue sandals, and on top of her head was a hat of a Drifloon, only it was a pale yellow. She also had on some blue and pink wristbands, and had a necklace with a Pokeball charm on it.

"And I'm only 95% done; I still gotta add in the purple highlights." Verna winked.

"Same can be said for me." Nelson said, holding up a can of blue dye, as he looked at Mozart. "Mozart, your thoughts?"

"You look awesome, babe!" Mozart complimented out loud.

Verna smiled warmly. "Thanks, Mozart! Man, I feel ALIVE in this get-up! I feel like I can truly accomplish anything in my path!"

"Or in other words… To be the very best?" Mozart asked.

"Like no one ever was?" Nelson added.

Verna chuckled. "Guys, what if we attract a crowd?"

"Then… Autograph No Jitsu away?" Mozart shrugged.


Confessional: Verna has Evolved!

Verna: Eh, being on the Geeks taught me one thing; just be yourself. And since my popularity's sunk… Who cares? I rather be training and solving math ANY day of the week.

Mozart: Yeah, after what happened a few days ago on Skype, Verna deserves to be happy. Heck, I even went ahead and got some new sandals for town traveling. Challenges, however, I shall stick to my bare flats!

Nelson: I also went against Xantara's wishes and got her a new necklace. -He holds up what appeared to be a seashell on a string- I think she'll like it. I also got some new earrings for Korpse, as well. Ultra Balls FTW! As well as anything Nintendo.


Ellis and Marissa were walking through the streets, with shopping bags in their hands.

"Who knew there were dragon themed pajama pants in that store? I been looking for those for months!" Marissa exclaimed.

"Heck, you even found some DnD books as well." Ellis replied back.

"Oh, just imagine the campaigns our guild will have after the show is over..." Marissa grinned.

The two continued walking, as…

"Oh, my God!" A new voice said out loud. "Are you two… Actually dating?"

Both Ellis and Marissa blushed a deep red, as they held hands.

"Hey, check it out! Hottest couple of this year!" Another voice said out loud.

"They're really breaking the mold!" Yet another voice said.

"Look, we don't want any trouble..." Ellis requested.

"Like, just chill; we aren't gonna demean you or anything. We're just huge Ellis and Marissa shippers." The first voice gently said out loud.

"Yeah, you two are one of, if not the sweetest couples around." The second voice added.

Marissa noticed that a lot of people were watching, now.

"I think we're aggro'ing a crowd..." Marissa said out loud.

"So… Are you two even gonna kiss?" The third voice asked.

Both Ellis and Marissa were blushing deeply, as Marissa pulled Ellis closer.

"How about we both preform our most powerful kiss spell?" Marissa asked.

"You got it-" Ellis said, as Marissa pulled Ellis close to her face, as the two wrapped their arms around, and the two gave each other a kiss to each other.

The crowd around them cheered loudly, as the kiss lasted for a long time. And as soon as they separated…

"So… Are we official, now?" Ellis asked.

Marissa nodded. "Yeppers! That, and we were practically dating, anyway."

The new couple continued on their merry way, now with their arms around each other.


Confessional: Kiss! Kiss! Fall in love!

Ellis: Wow, my first true kiss… This'll be a day I'll never forget; no lie, and no joke! -He blushes deeply- She really did put a spell on me.

Marissa: -She is blushing- I've a feeling that our future is bright… Brighter than ever before.


Chris was standing on the Dock, ready to give out the outro.

"And so, the Party Duo is gone! And with that, the unfortunate loss of the Wub. Sad, I know. But what will happen next time? Will Olivia just up and give up on Sting? Will the Populars bounce back? Will Drake be back to his normal self? And who'll be the next one out? Find out next time! On..."

"Total!"

"Drama!"

"Geeks VS. Populars!"


The Playa

The boat docked, as both Ada and Nick departed, as Kade was awaiting the two.

"Ada! Nick!" Ada yelled out loud, as she brought the two in for a hug.

"Kade!" Ada returned the hug. "Sorry we lost..."

"Eh, who cares? Now we got more time to party!" Kade replied back.

"You got it! Yento even crafted you a makeshift DJ board!" Benny said out loud, coming out from the Playa's building.

"Cool… Can we see?" Ada asked.

"Follow me..." Benny replied back, as the three started to follow the sword fan.


Back at the Cottage, at Midnight…

Stella was walking through the garden at the back of the Cottage, in the darkness of the night, as she was looking for Drake.

"Hello? Drake? Are you around?" Stella asked, holding a flashlight.

She saw, on one of the benches, Drake… Sitting there, drawing in his sketchbook.

"Stella… You came." Drake said out loud. "I found a blind spot..."

Stella got close to Drake, as she sat next to him.

"Drake, the cameras are off for the night, but… Just listen… If you don't want to..." Stella gently said, as…

"Shhh… Stella? I trust you. Have trusted you for a long time. And now..."

"...I want to tell you… Everything."


VOTES

Ada - Korpse and Steph

Nick - Korpse and Steph

Steph - Korpse and Nick

Twiggy - Ada and Nick

Thunder - Ada and Nick

Heidi - Ada and Nick

Grace - Thunder and Nick

Stella - Grace and Ada

Drake - Grace and Ada

Korpse - Steph and Nick


Eliminated: Lance, Yolei, Yentoulis, Kade, Benny, Ron, Ada, Nick


Elimination Notes: Ada and Nick

Way back before I wrote GvP, Ada was originally I created to be a love interest to one of Brandon's characters for a birthday RP on Skype. (It was… Something. It involved CB's Betilla fighting Kasimar at one point, Live A Live style, at that.) However, spending time with Ada and writing for her had me gradually build upon her character before I decided to make her as her own character. Her character is a simple archetype of those "Party Animals" that show up a lot in older stories, but I think I gave her complexity with her backstory of her failed cheerleading career and her blossoming romance with Nick.

As for Nicholas, AKA Nick, he was more or less someone who got "corrupted" by Ada and Kade's teachings, which eventually led to him changing his life and personality around, along with a new wardrobe, to boot. It's actually a shame that both Ada and Nick weren't able to have much of a presence in their few episodes but that was mainly because so much had happened with other character's arcs. I think Ada added a lot more of a lightheartedness to the story since she wasn't much for strategy and always was up for having a good time, as thus Nick trying out new things, such as dubstep music and soda.

Their stories trailed a bit since after hooking up with each other, they didn't need to do much with the story, which is why I decided to take both of them out together.

[1]: Yeah, it was something that happened in the Total Drama RP, where an intern got ate by an alligator.

NEXT TIME: Drake shares his story...