I'm also pleased with this chapter. Had a lot of fun with Genevieve and Rufus. And, I bet no one guesses who gets to boot this time.


Return of the Wheel

Russell stretched as he woke up three night after the girls left. He looked around the tent to find he was the only one in it… and that at some point during the night, the tent had changed from a dark blue, to a light pink.

"What happened here?"

Confession Cam:

(Todd) "So, at about one in the morning last night, Jamie and I dragged his sorry ass to the girl's tent so that his snoring wouldn't keep us all awake. Meanwhile, Rufus managed to lure the dog to whereabouts unknown to the rest of us. We finally got a full night of sleep."

"What are you doing in our cabin?" Christie's voice dripped venom. "And why are you using my bag as a footrest?"

Moments later, Russell was running out of the tent, screaming his head off as Christie chased him carrying a machete.

Confession Cam:

(Christie) "Our time together as losers didn't bring us any closer. I still want to chop off his head."

(Russell) "Where in this hell did that psycho get a machete?"

(Bex) "There are a few so we can get through the thickest parts of the forest on this island… duh."

(Phoebe) "Apparently none of the guys are open to trading tents. Seriously… pink? I hate that. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I like pink!"

"So, how was the spa trip?" Zak asked Phoebe.

"It was fabulous!" Phoebe said. "I got my hair cut down again, and about time too." She brushed her recently purple nails of her fingers through it.

"Yeah, it's really cute," Zak said nervously.

"What a totes fab trip that was!" Nessa said strolling across the camp. She caught up with Brooke. "Aren't you totes glad we got those three hour massages yesterday? And those smoking hot Swedish masseurs. Vlad and his magic hands almost made this whole experience worth while." She stopped for a moment, mentally laughing at the slack-jaw Todd was displaying as Brooke giggled at the memory. "I think I'll hire him full time when I win."

"If," Rufus said.

"Oh, that spa time brought me all the way back to my A game," Nessa said. "I'll be striking as if it was the first challenge again."

"You mean, when you freaked out and couldn't even get half way to the sea floor?" Rufus asked.

Nessa frowned at him, then walked past him, dragging Brooke along with her.

"Where is my dog?" Russell yelled after having looked for several minutes.

"Dog?" Walter questioned, his face blank.

"Where is Mr. Muggles?" Genevieve asked.

Confession Cam:

(Todd) "Okay, the girls got more out of the spa than the guys could have, but now Nessa is acting like Brooke's bff again."

(Rufus) "We have got to get under their skins again. That spa really refreshed them all."

(Bex and Jamie) Rather than speaking, they're making out intensely.

(Russell) "I can't believe that they kidnapped Mr. Muggles."

"I hope you girls had a good time at your spa," Chris said once they were all gathered on the boat. They didn't like how they were all seated in three rows, just like when the first season's campers had for the Wheel of Misfortune. In the front row sat Phoebe, Zak, and Christie; Russell (finally having retrieved Mr. Muggles), Todd, Brooke, and Bex sat in the second row; Nessa, Walter, Rufus, Genevieve, and Jamie sat in the back row.

"What's today's challenge?" Rufus asked.

"As it was a favorite last season, we've brought back the Wheel of Misfortune!" Chris said. "Your first official challenge with all teams disbanded."

All the campers groaned.

"However, we've made a few changes," Chris said. "Aside from new torture methods, not all tortures are for ten seconds. Some will be, but others will be for a full duration. It'll depend on the challenge. The winner will not only get immunity, but will be given an immunity ticket to give to the camper of his or her choosing that can be used immediately or saved for a future challenge, as well as a fully-stocked trailer." Chris motioned to a sparkling trailer.

"Anyway, Zak, you're up first!"

Zak approached the wheel and gave it a spin. It landed on a picture of a toe with a large nail on it.

"Oh, yay, today's first torture is Out Comes the Nail," Chris said.

"What?" Zak asked.

Chef approached with a chair and a pair of pliers.

"You will have to endure while Chef pulls the nails from your toes out," Chris said with a smile.

Zak's grey eyes widened. He sat down and Chef took off one of Zak's shoes and socks, wearing his yellow rubber gloves. Chef then grabbed the pliers, clamped onto Zak's big toe's nail, and began to pull. Three seconds later, Zak yelled, "Stop. I give! Uncle!"

"That was weak dude," Chris said.

Zak looked at his foot and noticed that his big toe was bleeding a bit.

Confession Cam:

(Zak) "Do I regret my decision? No. I like having my toe nails."

Zak returned to his seat, which had turned into a pillory. Once Zak was secured in, Rufus stepped up and spun. It landed on a similar picture, only this time the toe was pink.

"Ah, your torture is for humiliation," Chris said. Rufus was led to the chair and Chef sat on a stool. "You must suffer through a pedicure."

"What?" Rufus yelled.

"A full pedicure with the color Tickle-Me-Pink," Chris said.

Rufus frowned, but then pulled off his shoes and socks. "Bring it on."

Confession Cam:

(Rufus) He's picking at the pink on his toes. "Who would have known that a pedicure involved a foot scrub? Anyway, the polish was a bit cold, but I survived."

Walter spun next and it landed on a picture of pizza.

"I like the prospects of this," Walter said.

"You've landed on just out of reach," Chris said. Chef walked out with a large pizza that made all the campers drool. "You must last ten seconds of smelling the fumes of his pizza without being allowed to take a bite."

"I can do that," Walter said. Then, Chef stuck it right under Walter's nose. It was so close that, if Walter wanted to, he could have licked it without any effort. His jaw began trembling and he was drooling a bit.

"It looks so delicious," Genevieve said, not even realizing how much worse it made it for Walter to suffer, especially since they hadn't had a good meal for quite a bit.

Suddenly a buzzer went off. "Congrats, Walter," Chris said. "You've survived… where'd the pizza go?"

The moment the ten seconds were up and Chris had said 'congrats,' Walter stuffed the whole pizza in his mouth.

Christie was next. The wheel landed on a picture of Mr. Muggles. Chef walked up to Russell and took the small dog.

"You must survive ten seconds of smelling this dog's breath," Chris said.

Chef shoved the dog's face in Christie's face, and the dog began panting with an open mouth. Christie's face immediately turned yellow, then green, before she threw up all over the dog.

"My baby!" Russell shrieked. However, he didn't take the dog when Chef tried to hand it back.

Christie and her chair disappeared and she reappeared in a pillory like Zak.

Jamie spun and it landed on a picture of Cinderella. "You must survive a music video to a song called "Where Dreams Begin." Enjoy."

Jamie was sat in front of a television and after pressing a button, a music video began to play. Chris and Chef stood where they could watch Jamie without having to watch the video. All the guys, Phoebe, Bex, and Christie turned away (or, in Christie and Zak's case, closed their eyes). Brooke, Genevieve, and Nessa, however, were all watching with stars in their eyes.

"So… girlie…" Jamie said with a tic in his left eye when he had survived through the whole video.

"Well, since you survived that," Chris said. "We're moving on to Phoebe!"

Phoebe walked up and spun the wheel, landing on yet another toe, only this one was darker than the past toes.

"Well, just as Chef gave a pedicure to Rufus, you get to give Chef a pedicure," Chris said.

Phoebe frowned, but sat down on the stool.

"Now, remember, don't forget the foot rub, the removal of dead skin, the scraping of corns, and the trimming of the nail," Chris said when Phoebe had reached for the clear polish.

She took off Chef's shoes and socks, the sight of which caused Genevieve to scream. They were both dry and covered in corns (or, at least Phoebe hoped they were corns). But, that didn't cover the rank smell that was so strong, it could be seen. However, Phoebe pushed through it, managing to not throw up any of the times she gagged, and soon, Chef's feet both looked like he had been the one at the spa.

"Yeah, Phoebe," Zak cheered. "That's my girl."

"Your girl?" Phoebe asked.

"Uh… so who's next Chris?" Zak asked, his cheeks burning.

"Well, since Phoebe did such a good job, how about she picks the next victim," Chris said.

"Russell," she said. "In the tub of ice water."

"Now, remember, if he makes it in the ice water for more than ten seconds, you're out," Chris said.

"Um, Chris, that's not ice water," Russell said. "That's pure ice…"

"Oh, well, ice is water," Nessa said. "Or at least a form of it."

Russell climbed into the tub, immediately Chef poured a whole other tub of ice on top of Russell. Eight seconds had passed when Russell crawled out, his whole body blue from the cold.

"Oh, not long enough," Chris said and Russell returned to his pillory. "Next up is Bex."

Bex spun the wheel and it landed on a picture of several girls. Chef handed Bex a pair of head phones. "You must survive ten seconds of listening to gossipy girls."

"Easy," Bex said. "Just like school." She slipped the headphones on.

"Ehmagawd, Benji kissed Sarah at Tony's party and Katherine totally lost her top…

"Andrew is totes the hawtest hawtie of all the hawties in the world, doncha think?"

"And so Mina heard from Jen who heard from Danny who heard from Tom…"

"And not to mention that Justin and Alli hooked up in the back room…

"I totally lurve him!"

"Who heard from Tommy who heard from Jessica who heard from Chris who heard from Maureen…"

Finally, Bex ripped the earphones off, shaking slightly.

"You made it all ten seconds… exactly ten seconds, in fact. Would you like to choose a new victim?"

"Mina heard from Jen, heard from Danny…" Bex said in a tiny voice.

"Okay,Todd, how about you come up here and give this bad boy a spin," Chris said.

Todd spun and it landed on a CD.

"You must endure Hanson's song "Mmmbop" for ten seconds," Chris said.

"Um… sure," Todd said and took the headphones.

"Mmm bop, ba duba dop Ba du bop, ba duba dop ,Ba du bop, ba duba dop, Ba du. Yeaaah!"

Todd dropped the headphones at nine seconds.

Confession Cam:

(Todd) "Song… so… horrible…"

(Brooke) "Mmmbop is a good song."

(Nessa) "It would have been a challenge for Chef and Chris to get those headphones off my ears."

"Genevieve, you must cross the hot coals, barefooted."

"Easy peasy lemon squeezy," she said and walked as if it was just a stroll in the park. Half way across, she turned around and moon-walked it.

"Brooke, your task is to pet these vicious, starving tigers for ten seconds," Chris said.

Brooke gulped, but ten seconds later, one tiger was on it's back purring and the other was licking Brooke's face.

Nessa sat on a stool with a dunce cap paying attention to a very boring history lesson for thirty seconds, and then was given a short test. She just barely passed it.

"After the first round, we're left with eight remaining campers," Chris said. "On to round two. Rufus, you're back up."

He spun again and it landed on a picture of an onion.

"You must chop up these onions for ten seconds without crying," Chris said.

"Okay," Rufus said. He stepped up and began chopping. He held his breath, kept chopping, and ten seconds later, Chris clapped. A single tear dripped down Rufus's cheek.

Confession Cam:

(Rufus) "It was from the onions."

(Bex) "Oh, did poor wittle Ruffie cwy?"

"Walter, you must lie down as rats crawl all over you."

"I can do that," Walter said sitting down and then he lay down. Rats from a bucket were poured on him by Chef. "This is easy, Chr—" Walter was cut off by a rat that crawled into his mouth. He spit the rat out, it flew into the air, and landed on Chris's head. The host began running in circles.

"Get it off me!" he screamed. "Get it off! Off! It's messing up my hair."

Chef grabbed Chris, took off the rat, but began wiggling his fingers in Chris's hair.

"What's taking so long, Chef? Get it off." The campers felt the need to celebrate and applaud Chef and Walter, who made it through the rest of the tens seconds without incident.

"Commercial Break," Chris demanded pulling out hair gel.

BZZT!

A commercial of Chris in winter gear and standing in snow. "You've loved TDI, and TDI:CS. Next season, don't sit home and watch. Be part of the action. Audition for the next great season of Total Drama, Total Drama Winter!"

BZZT!

"Now that we're back," Chris said, having fixed his hair, "let's get on to Jamie's torture. You will have to stay conscious and not scream as Chef hits several pressure points."

Chef touched a point on Jamie arm, and he bit his lip in pain. The next point, on Jamie's back, made him pass out. Chef put him in his pillory to wake up later.

"Phoebe, you must survive ten seconds in a girdle."

Phoebe pulled the girdle on over he clothes and Chef tightened it. "Can't breathe…" Phoebe tried to say. She immediately untied the girdle and took a deep breath, as if it was her first. She then returned to a pillory

"Bex, you must survive ten seconds of staring into a blinding light, no blinking."

A bright light was shone on her face. "I'm Blind!" she screamed a moment later. She too, returned to a pillory.

"Gen, you must die your hair pink."

"Cool, I've always wanted to experiment with dye, but the saloons are too expensive and I'm too clumsy to do it myself," she said.

She returned to her seat with baby pink hair.

"Brooke, how do you feel about an eyebrow piercing?"

Brooke's eyes widened and she slapped her hands over her eyebrows, backing away from Chef and his giant needle.

"Nessa, meet jellyfish. Jellyfish, meet Nessa."

Nessa stuck a toe in the tub, but when the jellyfish moved toward her, she pulled out. "Those things kill." She took a seat at a pillory.

"After two rounds, we're down to three," Chris said. "Rufus, Walter, and Genevieve."

Rufus spun the wheel and it landed on a feather.

"This can't be too bad," he said. "What, do I have to have pigeons all over me? Bring it on!"

"Actually, it's a marshmallow and feathering," Chris said.

Before Rufus could react, burning hot marshmallows were poured on him, followed by a whole sack of feathers. After ten seconds, Rufus spit some feathers out of his mouth. "Am I done?"

"Yep."

Rufus trudged to his seat.

"Walter," Chris said after he spun the wheel. "You have to listen to a high frequency sound wave for ten seconds."

"I can do that," Walter said. Five seconds later, he pulled off the earphones. "I'm bleeding though my ears!" He screamed.

"Gen, you must survive ten seconds without laughing while you are tickled," Chris said.

Gen sat down and Chef began tickling her in all people's most ticklish places. "When is he going to start?" she asked after the ten seconds were up.

"Due to popular audience command," Chris said, instead of a sudden death round, we'll keep coming up with new torture methods until one of you cracks. Rufus, you're back up. You must read the first paragraph of A Tale of Two Cities out loud, and Gen, you must listen."

Rufus opened the book Chef handed him. "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times,… in the superlative degree of comparison only," Rufus pushed through the last few words.

Genevieve's eyes were wide. "Sounds intriguing."

Chris had an eye tic.

"You must hand upside down for ten minutes."

"I love the blood rushing to my head," Genevieve said after five minutes.

"You're crazy," Rufus said to her, his arms crossed as he shook his head, still upside down.

"You must drive behind an old man and not pass him," Chris said.

A racing game was brought in, and they had to drive for several minutes without yelling or passing the slow car in front of them. Rufus was gripping his wheel tightly. Genevieve was complementing on how the man slowed when there was an intersection ahead.

"You must wear the outfit of the opposite gender for a wedding."

Rufus came out from behind a screen in a frilly white wedding dress, Genevieve in a stunning tuxedo.

"Look, you even had your toes done," Genevieve commented.

Those in the pillories all laughed. After a waltz, they were allowed to return to their own clothing.

Chris looked at Chef. "I think we have to do it."

Chef nodded. "I'll go prepare."

Confession Cam:

(Bex) "There were seventeen rounds of Genevieve against Rufus torture… and I enjoyed each and everyone one."

(Todd) "It was great!"

(Christie) "I almost felt bad for Rufus. He was not enjoying a moment of that, and Genevieve was having a blast!"

"Okay, if one of you doesn't cave to this," Chris said. "Then you'll just have to split the prize and both get immunity." He took a deep breath. "Chef, you're up."

Suddenly, the lights dimmed (despite being outside in the middle of a sunny, cloudless day) and a spot light shone on the stage. And then, there was a little music.

"I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love, love's going to leave me."

And then Chef came out, dancing and stripping as he did so. Rufus had an eye tic, but refused to turn away. Genevieve cheered.

Off came his shirt. Those that tried to cover their eyes were whining, not being able to properly cover their eyes.

Chef shook his booty. He then unbuckled his belt, ripped it out, and spanked himself a few times.

Finally, Chef was down to his boxers. In one quick move, he ripped it off, and instead of leaving him naked, it left him in something worse, a bright pink, sparkly thong.

"I can't take it any more!" Rufus screamed and fell backwards.

"Keep going!" Genevieve yelled and pulled out a dollar bill and slipping it under the strap.

Confession Cam:

(Genevieve) "What a fun challenge! Anyway, I have a fully stocked trailer, and a ticket for immunity. I'm saving it for the future. Maybe I'll use it if I feel threatened. Anyway, I want to play with Mr. Muggles, but everyone seems inclined to send Russell home, so I'm giving him my immunity."

(Walter) "I accidentally opened my eyes to see what had driven Rufus over the edge. Are my eyes bleeding? Oh, if they are it might be because a stupid yapping thing bit me… again! Russell, I so wish I could vote against him. But, I can't. My vote is for Phoebe"

(Bex) "Genevieve, why give your immunity to the dog? Oh well, I'm voting for Rufus."

(Christie) "Because I'd like to see them mess with me… Phoebe because I know I'm not the only one voting for her."

(Russell) "Because I like my head on my neck, I'm voting for Phoebe."

(Rufus) "I cannot believe I lost!"

(Todd) "Finally, a chance to get rid of Rufus."

(Phoebe) "Since I can't vote against the dog, I'm lobbying for my life."

(Nessa) "So as to not piss off the girl with the arsenal in her pocket, I'm voting for Phoebe."

"Welcome, campers, to the dreaded campfire ceremony," Chris said. "Now, we all know that Genevieve and Russell get immunity marshmallows."

"Only because I couldn't threaten her life first," Christie grumbled.

"Yes, well, you all know the drill," Chris said. "I have eleven marshmallows, there are 12 before me. One is going home. Marshmallows go to Genevieve, Russell," he tossed the marshmallows as he went. "Nessa, Todd, Bex, Jamie, Christie, Walter, Brooke, and Zak." He looked at Phoebe and Rufus. "There is only one marshmallow left, but two of you. The final marshmallow goes to… Rufus."

Phoebe's eyes widened. "You guys voted me off?"

Everyone just pointed at Christie, who smiled and cracked a knuckle at a time. "I heard you deciding to vote me off."

Phoebe looked down. "Fine," she said and began walking off.

"Wait," Zak called out. She turned to him. Suddenly, Zak kissed her. Phoebe pushed him off.

"What was that about?" she asked.

"Well, I kind of… I mean, there was that other kiss…"

"Look, that was a challenge that I didn't want to lose," Phoebe said. "And that's all it was. I don't like you that way, Zak." She took a few steps back, and then quickly raced to the Dock of Shame and onto the Boat of Losers. Meanwhile, several others were either laughing or shocked.

Confession Cam:

(Zak) "I kind of wish I had been voted off…"

(Nessa) "That was harsh of Phoebe… but, seriously, Zak, that only works once a season, and I already did that for Manny."

(Rufus) "My abs almost hurt from laughing… no, wait, that's still from Chef's boot camp."