Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama, but I do own every OC in this story unless I say otherwise.

Note: Sorry for yet ANOTHER delay, but I've got reasons. Things such as not getting much sleep, my main laptop going in for repairs, the PS1 Spyro trilogy and spending time with my lovely girlfriend stopped me from writing. I still hope to complete this story this month; we're SO close to the end! Guess I'll just keep on trucking and making all the progress I can. Enjoy the chapter!

Swamp … that word sounds like some kind of party phrase.


It was dark in the Cove of Crybabies; the moon was still covered by the clouds and so it was a rather dark and shadowy night, kind of like the level Lights Out from the first Crash Bandicoot game. Chris stood on the Dock of Dismay, holding a blue glow stick for a source of light. Trent was standing with him and was holding a bright pink glow stick.

"Chris, why do I have to have a pink glow stick? It's not my colour." Complained Trent.

"There was a pink one and a blue one, and a manly host like me sure isn't gonna be caught holding a pink glow stick." Replied Chris. "And it's just a colour, it doesn't matter."

"If the colour doesn't matter then why-." Began Trent before Chris cut him off.

"Welcome back to another super exciting episode of Total Drama Tweenabet. Six campers are left standing and the finale is just a few days away! Exciting, right? Joining me for the recap this time is Trent, a guy who plays guitars, likes motorcycle's and worships the 'Ninth God'." Began Chris.

"Good to be here … and I do not worship a 'ninth god', it's just a stupid rumour a troll started." Frowned Trent. "It's my lucky number, nothing else. I mean, Gwen's lucky number is thirty seven."

"Whatever. Anyway, last time on Total Drama Tweenabet the tweens were full of stress and emotion after the way Xadrian had been eliminated. Tilly was getting the evil eye from several campers, most of all Larry who pretended to be tricked by her so as to fool her into helping him. At the same time, Kelly's past devious deeds caught up with her and left her with no allies due to everybody abandoning her and refusing to talk to her. It seemed pretty bad for both devious divas, and good news for Donald due to his alliance continuing to slide by." Grinned Chris.

"I'm sorta surprised that nobody has caught on to the fact Donald is running an alliance of three; if they can get through another episode then the three are them are nearly guaranteed to be in the finale." Noted Trent. "Then again, with big targets like Kelly and Tilly drawing all the attention towards themselves, it makes sense. But the main drama was in the challenge … the aptly named Moats of Doom." Stated Trent.

"Brilliant idea, wasn't it?" Smirked Chris. "The tweens had to overcome Moats filled with hydrochloric acid, curry and leeches … funnily enough, some of the campers fell into the latter two. It was a long challenge but in the end Larry won immunity, Donald slayed the Sloppy Joe Monster and Kelly got struck by lightning and broke an arm."

"I have to admit, I felt rather bad for her when that happened." Admitted Trent with a sympathetic wince. "And while the challenge was going on, Edith had decided to ditch it due to the danger and ended up having her own little adventure with Tyler and Lindsay … robbing food from Chef and Chris's mansion."

"It's a cottage." Corrected Chris. "But yes, she stole food and gained herself some favour. I'll let it slide since her little subplot bought in extra ratings. The vote seemed to be between Kelly and Tilly. Despite Larry giving Kelly a chance and Quadesh trying to win Edith's vote, it ended up with Kelly being voted off and Tilly wasting her Chris Idol."

"We're down to six now. And fun fact, six is just an upside-down nine." Chuckled Trent.

"So Trent, my numerical cultist friend, who are you rooting for?" Asked Chris.

"I'm not your friend and I'm not a numerical cultist." Frowned Trent. "But for the record, I'm rooting for Donald. The kid has come a long way and I think he is most deserving of the prize."

"With only four episodes left he stands a chance at making it to the end, but so do the other five." Replied Chris. "So, will Otis pay attention to the girls who like him? Can Quadesh win immunity and Otis' heart? Can Donald take control of the game? Does Tilly have any-more tricks up her sleeve? With Kelly gone, can Larry pull anybody else to his side? And who will be the next person voted off the island?"

"Find out right now on Total Drama Tweenabet." Finished Trent.


(Theme Song, I Wanna Be Famous)


(Crazy Crustaceans Main Camp)


The six remaining campers walked into camp, all still thinking of what had happened at the previous elimination ceremony.

"… So, Kelly is gone. Did anybody see that coming?" Asked Otis. "I did of course, but I just felt like breaking the silence."

"It'll be different without her, that's for sure." Mused Edith. "She played very hard."

"Well, she's gone now, so I guess we'll just have to keep moving forward." Stated Quadesh. "Harsh way to go, but it was karma I guess."

"Eh, we'll be better off without her. She was poisoning the season with her douchebag ways. With Kelly gone things will run much smoother." Said Tilly dismissively. "Also, I'd like to ask a question to everyone."

"What do you want to know? What colour our underwear is?" Asked Donald non-too seriously.

"Red." Said Otis.

"No! Look, I heard some people were going to vote for me back there and that's why I sued my idol. I'd like to know, who was it who voted for me? I know Kelly did, but who else did?" Asked Tilly with an impatient tap of her foot.

There were a few moments of silence before Larry and Quadesh raised their hands.

"We don't like you." Shrugged Larry. "Did you really think I was gonna forget what you did to Xadrian that quickly?"

"I said our alliance was done." Shrugged Quadesh.

"What?!" Exclaimed Tilly in horror.

"Relax, you weren't even voted off." Scoffed Larry. "If anybody needs me I'll be in the shelter trying to sleep."

Larry headed off while Tilly continued to fume.

"You mean … I used my idol when only three people voted for me?!" Yelled Tilly.

"Looks like you wasted it." Noted Donald.

"Darn shame." Added Otis.

"Whoops." Giggled Edith.

"I'm just gonna sit by the fire and get cosy; I'm not gonna get involved." Said Quadesh as she sat down by the campfire and began to relax as she looked up at the many stars in the sky.

"No! You'd better start explaining yourself! I did not come this far just to get ganged up on by a bunch of bullies!" Yelled Tilly.

Donald and Otis turned and started to head off into the woods; clearly they didn't care to listen to anything else Tilly has to say.

"Err … yeah, I'll just be going over there…" Mumbled Edith as she walked away down the beach.

Tilly watched her go and then turned to Larry and Quadesh with a resentful expression.

"You got dissed." Smirked Larry from his spot at the shelter.


(Confessional: T is for Take That Tilly!

Larry: I would have been able to reluctantly work with Kelly for my own benefit … but Tilly has no such luck. I dislike both of them, but as a rule I hate leg breakers more than lying whiners.

Edith: There are a lot of bad feelings at camp tonight; even the food I got for everyone isn't really helping raise the mood. Maybe I should throw a party? It works for Geoff. Well, I think I can cope with the stress and yelling; only four more days and the contest will be over … I might actually have a chance at winning.

Tilly: Mierda! Shit! This is not fair! I've played the best game of everyone and I totally deserve to win after how much effort I've put into this! I am not having it taken away from me by a bunch of bitter pricks! My idol is gone and it seems I can only count on Edith now … I'm not out of this yet; I'll take them all down and take no prisoners! You'll see!


Edith walked further down the beach; soon the campsite was a distance away and Edith was all alone.

"The stars look very nice tonight." Noted Edith. "I think I can see Orion's Belt … I wonder what kind of leather it's made out of."

Edith sat silently as she sat and gazed at the night sky.

"I wish I had somebody to share this moment with … Otis…" Sighed Edith dreamily. "But do I have a chance at hooking him on my fishing rod of love? As nice a catch he is, Quadesh likes him too, and I don't even know if Otis likes anybody in that way. I'll just have to hope for the best, it's worked for me so far."


(Confessional: Tell me your love problems!)

Edith: Maybe I should have worn a pair of jeans; I mean, dad once said that mum's beauty is in her jeans … at least, I think that's what he said.


As Edith continued to stargaze she did not notice somebody approaching her.

"What a day it has been." Mused Edith. "Tomorrow will likely hold more drama."

"You talk to yourself a lot." Noted Tilly as she walked up and sat down next to Edith. "But yeah, what a day huh? Sorry about losing my temper back there, but it really is annoying to waste an idol as powerful as the Chris Idol."

"I can imagine." Agreed Edith. "Yeah, tough break…"

"Well, it's just a minor setback. I can still count on you at least." Smirked Tilly. "For your loyalty, I'll be rewarding you with second place. Quite generous, no?"

"… Thanks?" Said Edith uncertainly.

"Anyway, it's not long until the finale arrives. We need to vote off the biggest threats; and at the moment the threats are Larry and Donald. One of them must be voted off my sunset … but with an amigo like you, I think we can manage. Here's to securing our places in the finale." Chuckled Tilly.

"Yeah, that's cool and stuff." Nodded Edith awkwardly. "Yeah, I'd love to stay and talk, but I kinda have to be somewhere."

Edith made to get up, but Tilly calmly took hold of her hand.

"Where could you possibly need to be at this time of night?" Asked Tilly curiously.

"I'm just gonna gather some fruit; we may have proper food, but I quite like the taste of wild island fruit." Lied Edith as she shook off Tilly's hand and got to her feet. "Sweet dreams; talk to you later."

Edith headed off into the forest while Tilly looked thoughtful.

"… I think a certain somebody is lying to me." Frowned Tilly.


(Confessional: No, really?)

Edith: Tilly is really creeping me out these days; she keeps trying to get my vote and follows me around a lot. Perhaps Donald would be willing to vote her off next … if not, I'll have to put my foot down, maybe.

Tilly: Edith has been going off on her own lately … either she's lying to me, or she's just the type to like staying up late. Either option is possible I guess.


Donald and Otis were hanging out in the forest. Otis was juggling a few luminescent mushrooms whilst Donald looked quite cheerful.

"Piranha in your panties?" Prompted Otis.

"The phrase is 'bee in your bonnet' … and yes. I feel pretty darn happy at the moment." Chuckled Donald. "Otis my friend, we have all but won this game. The Sloppy Joe Monster is dead, Kelly got voted out which has avenged Yoko and now our alliance has half the votes in the contest. If we can get past the next elimination without any trouble then the three of us will be in the finals."

"Woohoo!" Cheered Otis. "What happens then?"

"May the better kid win I guess." Said Donald. "Also, have you thought about what I told you? You know, how Edith and Quadesh both have crushes on you?"

"Should I have thought about it?" Shrugged Otis. "What do I know about love?"

"… Dude, do you not even care that two girls have feelings for you?" Asked Donald in sincere shock.

"Guess I never thought it was that big a deal; I mean, loads of boys have admirers." Replied Otis. "I doubt it'd work out with either of them, so why bother?"

"Because nobody can predict the future and, believe it or not, being in a relationship is lovely. I never expected to find a lover, but me and Yoko have something special between us..." Said Donald with a dreamy expression. "Anyway, I think you should at least talk to them about all this. Trust me, hell hath no fury like a women scorned; if you were to upset them, bad things would happen."

"Do I have to be serious?" Asked Otis. "Look, I think me and Edith are better as friends; she's as wild as me and free spirits do not date. We're just great friends and she feels the same. As for Quadesh … she never really talks to me."

"And you know why that is?" Inquired Donald.

"… Why?" Asked Otis curiously.

"Because she is totally smitten with you and is too nervous to talk to you. Matthias was the same with his first crush. I'm not gonna tell you how to live your life or play the game or whatever, but I think it'd be worth getting to know Edith and Quadesh better on a more personal level." Suggested Donald.

"Yeah, but what if they wanted to meet my-." Began Otis before Donald cut him off.

"Ah, here comes Edith." Noted Donald.

Edith walked up to her friends and greeted them with a smile.

"Hi guys." Said Edith sweetly. "What are you doing out here?"

"Discussing life, love and other weird things." Stated Otis. "Nothing too important or fun or chaotic."

"That and we were discussing who to vote off next. We're three out of six votes; chances are that we'll have the majority next round; after that we've all but won." Explained Donald. "Well, one of us will win anyway. Who would you like to vote off? I'm thinking Larry or Tilly."

Edith pondered for a moment.

"Tilly for sure. She creeps me out and, well, I'd rather not pretend I'm her ally anymore." Requested Edith. "I know you're better at strategy than me, but please, can we vote out Tilly? I like Larry and Quadesh a lot more than her."

"I'm game for that. Tilly's eyes are too close together anyway." Shrugged Otis. "You in Donald?"

"Sure, I'll go for that. Even if she didn't actually hurt Xadrian, the fact remains she is very rude, spiteful and … I dunno, I'm just not close to her. Tilly it is, but let's see how the challenge goes first." Decided Donald.

"So what do we do now?" Asked Edith.

Donald smiled.

"I'm gonna go and see if I can find an idol; how about you two just talk, hang out, watch the stars and make out?" Suggested Donald.

"What was that last one?" Asked Edith.

"Watch the stars." Repeated Donald as he left deeper into the forest.

Otis and Edith exchanged a glance.

"So … seen any good movies lately?" Asked Otis awkwardly.

"The Ed, Edd n Eddy movie was pretty cool; I watched it before coming here." Said Edith slightly awkwardly.

While Edith and Otis conversed they failed to see a figure stealthily taking her leave.

"Mierda, an alliance of three, and I didn't even see it…" Scowled Tilly.


(Confessional: Tilly is onto them!)

Donald: Normally I'd be too scared to explore the woods at night … but with that monster dead I can now do so without any fear. (Donald looks content before looking serious). Yeah, I'll admit I was trying to set Otis up. I just think him and Edith would make a good couple … in fact, I think Quadesh would be a good girlfriend for him as well; opposites attract. I think I have enough security to focus on things other than the game; I always did like the idea of being a match-maker. But, is it against the rules to give help to Edith and Quadesh?

Otis: Girls … what is it about me they even like? I mean, I'm not really much of a catch … am I? I act crazy sometimes so girls won't like me. Having a girlfriend means responsibility and growing up … and … I'm scared of growing up. What place do I have in the adult world? I just don't know… (Otis composes himself). Err, I mean, zip zap zoom, wackeroni and other crazy words!

Edith: Best summer ever. (Edith giggles).

Tilly: Mierda! Joder! Bastardo! Those three have an alliance, and they have half the vote! Crap, why didn't I see this earlier! If I don't do something then it's all over! This isn't fair! (Tilly takes a few deep breathes). Well, I'll just have to counter this and recruit Quadesh and Larry. They might not like me, but I'm their only hope and I'll make sure they know it. (Tilly scowls). Edith, you dishonourable liar


Back at the campsite Larry was dozing in the shelter while Quadesh was doodling in the sand. She had drawn a picture of herself and Otis holding hands along with what looked like some Egyptian Hieroglyphics written underneath it.

"Come on Cupid, do me a favour and shoot him with an arrow…" Mumbled Quadesh with a giggle.

"Hang on, what did you just say? You want somebody to get shot by an arrow?" Said Larry in confusion. "You do know that's somewhat lethal, right?"

"I know that; I meant cupid's arrow. You know, because I'd kinda like Otis to like me back." Stated Quadesh.

"I see. Why not just talk to him and tell him you like him? That's what me and Penta did." Suggested Larry.

"I can't … I just know I'd blow it." Muttered Quadesh.

Larry was about to ask why Quadesh thought this, but decided not to press matters. He then noticed the, to him, illegible words underneath the picture.

"What are those weird looking shapes? Is that Ukrainian?" Guessed Larry.

"No silly, it's hieroglyphics. The text that the ancient Egyptians used to use." Stated Quadesh.

"How come you know them? It looks confusing." Noted Larry.

"Because I'm Egyptian American; the Egyptian part on my mum's side. I take pride in my cultural background." Stated Quadesh.

"You know, I had wondered what your exact ethnicity was, but I figured it'd be rude to ask." Admitted Larry. "So, who do you think we should vote for next? My vote is going to Tilly."

"Same, I don't trust her anymore." Agreed Quadesh.

"… So, what do those hieroglyphics say?" Asked Larry curiously.

Quadesh blushed.

"Otis and Quadesh, together forever." Admitted Quadesh as she blushed a light shade of pink.


(Confessional: Yep, cupid shot her with an arrow, huh?)

Quadesh: I like to think I descended from Egyptian Pharoah's … or maybe somebody of social value. They'd be better socially than I am I bet… I need to be brave, I need to tell Otis how I feel…

Larry: … Even Penta never acted that love-struck.


"Here comes trouble." Noted Larry with a frown.

Tilly walked up to Larry and Quadesh; she had a sort of calculating and knowing expression on her face.

"Talking about voting me off?" Asked Tilly.

"Maybe, maybe not." Shrugged Larry.

"I was listening to you for the past few minutes." Stated Tilly.

"… Fine, yeah, we're voting you off tomorrow. Too bad for you." Said Larry disinterestedly. "You can't stop us."

"Yeah, we have free will." Added Quadesh.

"In that case, you might also have the free will to keep me around and vote for a better target." Said Tilly coolly.

"There are no better targets than you." Stated Larry.

Tilly shrugged and started to leave at a deliberately slow pace.

"Fine, vote me off. If you want to vote me off and then be left at the mercy of an alliance of three people and lose any chance at winning then be my guest." Said Tilly idly.

Tilly took two more steps before Larry spoke up.

"Alliance of three?" Repeated Larry.

"Aw crap…" Muttered Quadesh.

"Yep. Donald, Otis and Edith are in an alliance of three, and I think they have been now for some time. If we want a chance at winning, we'll all have to team up against them. I'm willing to put aside out petty grudge for a common goal." Offered Tilly.

"It is not petty … and how do we know you're telling the truth? It's not beyond you to lie and mislead others to help yourself." Stated Larry.

"Yeah, you've done some kind bad stuff." Added Quadesh.

"Do you want to risk it?" Replied Tilly. "Putting yourself against a strong alliance of three would be a bad idea … and Quadesh, you said it yourself, good and evil are irrelevant in this game. Face it, if you don't work with me then you're burnt toast."

Larry and Quadesh were silent before Larry groaned.

"What do you want?" Sighed Larry. "I assume you have some kind of plan in mind?"

Tilly smirked.

"Of course. The plan is simple; each of us will focus on trying to get one of the opposing alliance to flip to us. If one of them votes out of plan then we'll stop the threat." Suggested Tilly.

"I call dibs on Otis!" Exclaimed Quadesh.

"… I see." Said Tilly. "Apparently Edith finds me 'creepy' for some reason, so I'll see what I can do with Donald."

"Guess that leaves me to talk with Edith … I can work with that." Shrugged Larry. "Now, can I get some sleep?"

"Go ahead; we'll need to be rested for the next challenge. Sweet dreams … about Penta, right? She is kinda cute." Teased Tilly.

Larry just frowned and turned away from Tilly.


(Confessional: Forbidden fruit Tilly!)

Larry: Urgh, bugger it all! Just when it looks like I, and by extension everyone else, can be rid of Tilly fate once again kicks me in the nuts. I can either get rid of Tilly and stand a good chance of being voted off, or keep that annoyance around in order to better my own chances … oh how I hate it when people like Tilly make a point.

Tilly: This is why I am running the game and people like Ub and Kelly got voted out … nothing can be hidden from me and I can be both social and strategic. This is why I am the best child in my family; none of them could own this game like I have! Even an alliance of three is not safe from my epic awesomeness!

Quadesh: One on one talking with Otis … yay! … Wait … oh crap! What do I say? I don't know how I would go about talking with him … oh man, what do I do now? … I guess I'll just improvise; politicians do that sometimes.


The next morning the six tweens were all awake and going about their daily activities. Tilly had slinked away to search for idols while everyone else was milling around camp. Edith was currently trying to knock down some coconuts from a palm tree with a large branch.

"I can't believe that in all the time I've been here I haven't tried a wild coconut." Noted Edith. "Time to see what I've been missing.

After a few well-placed prods a coconut fell out of the tree. Edith let out a cheer in triumph.

"Yes!" Cheered Edith.

However, as Edith started to pick up the coconut the rest of the coconuts started falling out of the tree. Edith quickly covered her head and braced herself for possible pain.

"Eek! Don't bonk my noggin!" Exclaimed Edith.

Thankfully the coconut all missed Edith and landed in a circle around her.

"Phew, that was close." Mumbled Edith. "That would have given me more than a mere headache."

"They say more people die every year from coconuts on the head than they do from car crashes." Said Larry as he walked up to Edith. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Assured Edith.

"Why were you trying to gather coconuts? We already have all that food you stole." Reminded Larry.

"First of all, stealing is such an ugly word; I prefer to call it borrowing and not returning." Smirked Edith. "And second, I felt like trying a coconut."

"Haven't you ever eaten a bounty bar?" Asked Larry. "I thought your family owned a sweet shop."

"I meant wild coconuts." Rephrased Edith. "So, did you need something?"

"Yes, I do. Think you could lend an ear for a minute or two?" Requested Larry.

"I'm afraid I can't since I cannot remove either of my ears and hand them to you without hurting myself, so all I can do I listen." Giggled Edith.

"Ok, here's the thing, it's clear that you don't have any allies. I do not think you'll be able to reach the finals without some kind of alliance. I'm willing to offer you a spot in the alliance I have with Quadesh. We'd vote out Tilly is you want to, and you'd not be a third wheel since our alliance only started very recently anyway." Said Larry persuasively. "You in?"

Edith was silent for a moment or two as she quickly tried to think of a way to respond.

"Um … I really appreciate the offer Larry, but I, err, I'm not really up for alliances anymore. I, err, well, my original alliance failed and my plan of just being about myself and only myself has, um, been working so far. I think I'll be fine by myself, with no alliance." Said Edith with what she hoped was a straight face.

"… I understand. But if you change your mind the offer still stands." Shrugged Larry. "Say, can I have a coconut?"

"Be my guest." Nodded Edith.

Larry picked up a coconut and went on his way. After he was gone Edith let out a breath she had been holding.

"That was close." Mumbled Edith. "Good thing he's not onto me."


(Confessional: Edith doesn't have a great poker face.)

Edith: You know what the worst part is? The coconut was gross. At least my true allegiance is still a well-kept secret. If I can just get past today I'll be home free!

Larry: Tilly said we cannot flat out tell the others we know they are in an alliance. I mean, I can be subtle, but only within reason. This might take a bit of work. And, sadly, Edith's nervous reaction to my offer proves Tilly was telling the truth … oh joy


Quadesh felt nervous; she stood by a tree and watched Otis building a sandcastle in the distance.

"Ok, keep calm Quadesh. You just have to talk to him … you don't even need to tell him how you feel, you just need to make him not vote with his alliance … oh man, how am I supposed to manipulate and lie to the boy I love…?" Mumbled Quadesh. "… I can do this."

Quadesh took one step forwards … and then promptly turned around and sighed.

"I can't do this." Sighed Quadesh.

"Something on your mind?" Asked Donald as he walked up to Quadesh.

"Oh, err, hi Donald." Greeted Quadesh. "I, err … nothing, it's nothing."

Quadesh was about to walk away but Donald spoke.

"Having trouble figuring out how to approach Otis?" Guessed Donald. "I can relate. I have sometimes felt nervous around Yoko; it's hard being so open with the one you love all the time, huh?"

"Yeah, it is." Mumbled Quadesh. "Why do you care?"

"If you like, I could give you some, shall we say, pointers for talking with Otis." Offered Donald.

"Really?!" Exclaimed Quadesh eagerly, before looking suspicious. "What's the catch?"

"No catch, I just feel like helping you. Blame my mother, but I am somewhat of a romantic at heart and I do like to see people fall in love and be happy." Explained Donald.

"… Why help me though? I mean, why not help Edith? She clearly has it bad for Otis as well." Mumbled Quadesh.

"Well … I think I can help both of you. Not for any strategic reason, but because both of you are very nice girls are deserve a good shot at being with the boy you love." Said Donald sincerely. "For starters, don't be so nervous. Otis tends to only catch on when you're really direct with him. But don't come onto him too strong or he might feel you're bossing hm about. Otis really likes to be free."

"So … I should be confident, but try and find a balance between serious and casual?" Asked Quadesh.

"Exactly. To be honest, I'd have thought you'd be great at talking to boys; I mean, politicians have great social skills, right?" Inquired Donald.

"… You'd think that." Sighed Quadesh as she turned back to Otis, only to see he had vanished. "Where did he go?"

"I'm not sure." Admitted Donald. "Say, I could look for him if you want. You know, tell him you're looking for him."

"… I'd appreciate that." Said Quadesh gratefully.


(Confessional: Donald, Love Doctor PhD.)

Donald: It's the final six and friends are important … but really, I just want to set up Otis and make one of the girls happy. I get the feeling Quadesh is really new to love, like myself really, so I felt it was only right to give her a gentle nudge in the right direction.

Quadesh: … Is it sad I need help to get the guy and can't make him fall head over heels for me by myself like most girls can? Yoko won Donald without even trying! … Well, it's a start, and I do appreciate the help. I mean, I already have an assistant teacher to help me at school.


Tilly was walking through the woods in search of idols. She was hoping to find the Chris Idol, but wasn't going to be picky if she found any of the idols; any of them would be helpful in some way.

"Where could those idols be? I bet they won't be anywhere obvious … I should probably work on getting Donald to betray his friends, but I'm playing for myself first and foremost. Man, Chris never can make things easy…" Muttered Tilly as she walked along. "I can only rely on myself; most kids wouldn't last in such a tough competition, but I'm not most kids … and I suppose the other five aren't either. Not many kids have the mental capacity for strategy and being awesome."

Tilly continued to walk onwards; as she did she did not notice that up ahead of her was what looked like a hole covered up with sticks and leaves. Thus, Tilly walked right over it and fell down the hole.

"Oof! Ow, my butt!" Whined Tilly as she rubbed her sore spot and stood up.

Tilly noticed that the hole was not very deep and that she'd be able to climb out of it without any real difficulty. However, Tilly noticed that there was a small hallway ahead of her, and at the end of it on two pedestals were the Katie Idol and Sadie Idol.

"Yes! Just what I needed!" Chuckled Tilly as she grabbed both of the idols. "Makes sense these two idols were kept together since the 'Bobsy Twins' were basically the same person in two bodies. Now … who should I launch out of the Hurl of Shame…"


(Confessional: Achievement unlocked- Find two idols at the same time!)

Tilly: There are some people here I'd love to launch off the island, screaming all the way … but they'd probably get all fussy and not give me their jury vote if I launched them. Hmm … how to launch an enemy and yet still get their jury vote…


Otis sat at the base of a tree drinking what looked like some kind of caffeinated drink. After taking a few sips he promptly spat it out.

"Yuck! Man, I don't get it; it tastes gross and yet I always come crawling back for more. In a way it is like the Candy Crush Saga, except with less candy and more cringe worthy taste." Gagged Otis.

Otis shrugged and tossed away the can.

"It's not considered polite to litter." Stated Donald as he approached Otis. "We've only got one planet and it'll have to last us another few thousands of years. Also, you sure it's a good idea for you to drink a caffeinated beverage given your, well, hyper attitude?"

"Hashtag yolo." Smirked Otis.

"Good point." Conceded Donald. "So, just to let you know, Quadesh is looking for you. She wants to talk to you about something."

"Something good or something bad?" Inquired Otis.

"Depends on how you feel about Quadesh." Stated Donald. "But yeah, you should head back to camp and talk to her."

"Maybe later, I'd rather just chill out and relax by myself. Maybe chop down a tree and carve a pick-axe out of wood like in Minecraft." Mused Otis. "Maybe I'll find lava if I dig directly downwards."

"Tip from a fellow Minecraft player, always carry around some torches with you." Advised Donald. "We're getting off-track. Why do you not like the idea of love? Don't deny it man, I can see you're not fond of it, or are at least nervous of it."

"… No comment." Stated Otis. "Is it challenge time yet?"

"Not yet, but it likely will be soon. Speaking of which, check this out." Grinned Donald as he reached into his jacket pocket and took out a Cody Idol. "Found this last night. Tyler confirmed that it is real; looks like one of us won't be going it alone in the next challenge. Who do you think would help the person who plays it? I mean, the idol does allow one classic camper to help the user in a challenge."

"Hopefully not Heather, she's got a weird chin." Stated Otis with a look of mock seriousness. "Eva or Owen would be fun."

"I'd hope for Gwen, DJ or Justin." Said Donald.

"Do you find Justin attractive?" Asked Otis curiously.

"… Doesn't everyone?" Mumbled Donald in shame and embarrassment

"That we do." Sighed Otis dreamily.

"… What are we even talking about?" Groaned Donald.

"I have no idea." Admitted Otis. "Anything else you want to say."

"Not really. So to summarise, I have an idol and Quadesh wants to talk to you about 'stuff' … take care." Stated Donald as he started to walk away. "Edith may want to talk to you as well, maybe."

Once Donald was gone Otis groaned.

"Love … yeah, some good that'll do." Muttered Otis.


(Confessional: It does wonders on the stomach lining.)

Donald: I get the feeling Otis is hiding something from me, and everyone. I know how he feels; up to this day I've hidden the fact that Matthias always watches that 'Naked Yoga' show on the adult channel every Saturday … oops … err, sorry bro…

Otis: I can't date anybody; not at the moment anyway. Possibly in a few months, but right now … no, it won't work. And, really, how can a serious, bossy and take charge gal like Quadesh possibly fancy a rule breaking wild trouble maker like me?


Edith was sitting on a rock in the shade under a tree looking aimlessly out at the beach.

"Whoa, I didn't know it was possible to be this bored." Noted Edith. "I'd do anything for something interesting."

"We need to talk." Declared Quadesh as she marched towards Edith.

"Me and my big mouth." Groaned Edith.

Quadesh sat next to Edith and stared deep into her eyes, almost as though she was looking at the core of Edith's soul. Edith fidgeted nervously.

"So, you like Otis too?" Whispered Quadesh nervously.

After such a build-up, a quiet and worried question like that was not what Edith had expected.

"Um … is yes the right answer?" Asked Edith nervously.

"… Looks like we both have affection for the same guy." Noted Quadesh. "I need to know, do I have a chance with Otis, or should I throw in the towel if you've already got him on your line? You know, because he's such a good catch."

"Well, I guess we're kinda close, but we're not a couple or anything. See, I haven't actually told him I like him yet." Admitted Edith. "I'm a solid friend, but not much more than that … nerves are harder than diamond when it comes to overcoming them."

"Tell me about it." Sighed Quadesh. "I've liked Otis for a long time, but only recently has it felt so good and real; I really want to tell him, but I might as well give up … I'll only just mess it up…"

"You'll never know until you try." Assured Edith. "Like, I thought I'd be terrible at sewing, but when I gave it a try I found I wasn't bad at it."

"… I just don't have very good social skills. I try to fit in and stuff, but I always mess up. The only way I can get people to listen to me and follow my lead is to have them fear em, and I hate looking like a bully when I'm really not one! I'm not a bully!" Exclaimed Quadesh. "Stupid bloody Asperger Syndrome!"

Quadesh took a few deep breaths while Edith looked wide eyed and nervous.

"Err … there, there?" Said Edith uncertainly. "Feel better?"

"A bit." Muttered Quadesh. "I thought this contest would help improve my social skills a bit … but now I feel more socially inept than ever before since I can't even tell Otis I love him without practically choking. I just can't cope … Edith, how do you cope with your disability?"

"You mean my albinism? Uh, well … I don't know, I just do I guess. I've lived with it all my life and I've gotten used to the setbacks it gives me … really, by now I just see it as something that makes me special and able to stand out of the crowd." Admitted Edith.

"I only found out about my 'condition' a few months ago; I'm still struggling to accept it. If I can't even make many normal friends, is it even possible for me to get a boyfriend?" Lamented Quadesh. "I don't even know why I'm telling you all this … I've just been so stressed lately and I guess I needed to vent … I hope you enjoy having Otis as your boyfriend."

Edith put a hand on Quadesh's shoulder.

"You have a chance as well." Assured Edith. "Don't feel anchored by things you consider 'problems', why not focus on your good qualities? Show Otis why he'd be mad to pass you up! Show him you're an uber babe! I mean, I want Otis too, but you deserve to be happy as well and, um, boy this is becoming very corny…"

"No worries, I like corn." Chuckled Quadesh. "… Thanks for the kind words. You know … I thought love rivals were supposed to be bitter and brutal enemies."

"I never was one to follow tradition." Replied Edith with a smile.


(Confessional: Traditionally Tyler does twenty jumping jacks each morning … or at least tries one jumping jack twenty times.)

Edith: Looks like the love triangle is really underway now … and yet there is no aggressiveness, bad feelings or 'stuff' between me and Quadesh … it's nice we aren't automatically enemies. And to think Cousin Jerry once said that love turns people into barbarians; it's actually really sweet.

Quadesh: … On one hand that was a nice conversation, but o the other hand now I'm gonna feel guilty when I'll inevitably have to vote Edith out … curse situations with no positive outcome!


(Sunset)


The day had passed by slowly and at no point had the tweens been called for a challenge. Currently the six kids were sitting around the campfire toasting marshmallows on sticks.

"I have to wonder how hygienic it is to eat marshmallows off sticks in the forest." Mused Donald.

"You worry too much." Stated Otis as his marshmallows started to catch fire.

"And you don't worry enough." Replied Donald. "Your marshmallow is burning."

"No worries." Assured Otis as he swung his stick whilst holding it tightly, thus sending the burning marshmallow flying down the beach. "Go long!"

"That's a waste of sugar." Noted Edith.

"Like anybody could eat anything that hot anyway." Shrugged Larry. "It was practically pure fire."

"Person who likes spicy food sitting right here." Stated Tilly. "Say, Edith, since your condition makes you allergic to sunlight and any kind of heat, does that mean you can't eat spicy foods?"

"Allergic to sunlight? Tilly, I'm not a vampire." Frowned Edith. "Even if Robert Pattison is kinda cute … anyway! No, I'm just sensitive to heat, not 'allergic' to it."

"How did we go from marshmallows to Twilight?" Sighed Larry. "Can we talk about something else … anything else?"

"How about we talk about two girls one." Began Otis.

"NO!" Yelled everyone else in desperation and horror with a note of absolute finality.

"Have a cow." Chuckled Otis.

"So, moving away from that, do you think there is even gonna be a challenge today?" Asked Quadesh. "I mean, I love having a day off … but I like to have some stimulation to keep my busy?"

"Romantic stimulation?" Joked Tilly.

Quadesh was stony faced.

"You're not a comedian. Never try to become one." Said Quadesh flatly.

"Quadesh makes a good point though, why didn't we have a challenge today?" Pondered Otis.

"Eeeeeeeeeeiii! Otis agreed with me!" Squeed Quadesh inwardly.

"Maybe it's a day off? We've had them before." Suggested Donald. "I say we make the most of it; we likely won't get another."

"Or maybe we'll have a double elimination tomorrow so that the show will stay on schedule." Gulped Edith.

"That better not happen." Groaned Tilly.

"You're both wrong. We're having a night-time challenge." Stated Larry.

"How do you know?" Asked Tilly.

"Because here comes Tyler." Replied Larry.

Tyler walked up waving a purple flag in one hand and holding a cup of coffee in the other.

"Hi guys! Ready for the next challenge?!" Exclaimed Tyler. "You'll be going to Boney Island and competing in the darkness; isn't that fun?"

"No." Frown Tilly. "How could anybody consider it fun?"

"Not like we have a choice." Shrugged Donald.

Chef Hatchet flew overhead in a helicopter which started to descend down to the beach.

"Ok tweens, see you in a few hours." Said Tyler.

"… This is gonna suck." Winced Larry.


(Confessional: They're boned.)

Larry: I've been dreading having a night-time challenge; I'm not scared of the dark or anything, but things could easily go wrong if nobody can see their surroundings properly. I hope I don't step in any quicksand.

Edith: This could be fun. At the very least I might have the advantage since I work well in darkness.

Tilly: … Shit…


(Boney Island)


A short while later the helicopter landed on Boney Island and the six tweens filed out of the helicopter. The surrounding area was illuminated by burning torches and not only felt slightly squishy underfoot, but also smelt a little funny, and not in a humorous way.

The tweens then noticed that they were on a small island f 'dry' land in a swamp.

"Aw mierda." Grunted Tilly.

"Smells like the basement back home." Noted Otis.

The tweens than heard footsteps and turned to see Chris walking up to them. The tweens quickly gathered in front of him.

"Welcome to your next challenge campers. Sorry that I'm not sorry for bringing you here at night, but this challenge can only work once darkness has descended. With only six of you left immunity is more important than ever, so none of you are gonna want to pass up on this challenge." Chuckled Chris. "I'm gonna assume you've all noticed we are in the swamp of Boney Island."

"No, I hadn't noticed the totally big and obvious swamp all around us." Said Donald in a very sarcastic tone.

"Rude." Frowned Chris. "Anyway, today's challenge isn't too complex really. All you have to do is get from where you are standing right now all the way to the other side of the swamp roughly three miles north of here. Overcome the darkness, the scary noises and the swamp itself and immunity will be yours."

"Seems easy enough." Shrugged Larry.

"You just had to say that." Muttered Tilly.

"But, there are two twists." Chuckled Chris. "First of all, in this swamp is a creature I like to call 'The Beast'. While I can confirm that the 'Sloppy Joe Monster' is dead, The Beast is at large in this swamp … and it does not like visitors … so, you know, try and stay out of its sight. If you see it, don't try to fight it."

"Eep…" Whimpered Edith.

"Is t-t-that all?" Stammered Quadesh nervously whilst trying (and failing) to look unphased.

"Not quite. You're also all going to be chained together in pairs." Added Chris cheerfully.

"… What?" Said Larry flatly.

"Are you serious?" Groaned Donald.

"Sounds delightfully kinky." Giggled Otis.

"Yep, just like the Tri-Armed Triathlon last season you'll each be chained to somebody else. You'll have to work well together if you want to make it across the swamp in one piece." Grinned Chris.

"Wait, so two people can win immunity?" Inquired Donald.

"Nope, only one person can win it. When you reach the other side of the swamp you'll find keys that can unlock your cuffs. After that, the first person to cross the finish line wins immunity. You cannot cross the line without unchaining yourselves, don't forget that. Other than that, there isn't much to the challenge." Explained Chris. "Any questions."

"Yeah, is there a chance we could #bleep# die!?" Exclaimed Tilly.

"No questions? Great! Let's get started!" Exclaimed Chris.

"Hang on; I'd like to play the Cody Idol. I think I could use the back-up in this challenge." Stated Donald as he took out the Cody Idol and passed it to Chris.

Chris looked over the idol and then spoke.

"The rules of Total Drama Tweenabet state that if a camper plays the Cody Idol then that camper will receive assistance in the challenge from a randomly selected member of the original Total Drama Island cast." Said Chris dramatically.

Chris was silent for a moment.

"This is the real Cody Idol. Donald, and the person he is chained to, will receive assistance in this challenge from a classic camper." Stated Chris. "Bring in the back-up!"

As if on cue a helicopter started to descend from above, somehow not making a sound, and gently touched down. A moment later Owen stepped out of the helicopter.

"Hi guys!" Exclaimed Owen.

"… I'll make do." Decided Donald.

"Anyway, the pairs were randomly selected by Izzy and are as follows." Stated Chris.

There was a moment of silence.

"Larry will be working with Edith." Said Chris.

"I can work with that." Shrugged Larry.

"Fine by me." Agreed Edith.

"Donald will be working with Tilly." Continued Chris.

"I'm sure we'll get along fine." Smirked Tilly.

"… It was all chance after all." Sighed Donald.

"And that means that Otis will be working with Quadesh." Concluded Chris.

Quadesh had to restrain herself from shrieking in delight.

"That is acceptable." Said Quadesh whilst trying to stay calm.

"Okie dokie." Shrugged Otis.

"Ok then; you know the challenge, you know who the classic camper is and you know who you'll be chained up with. Let's get this show on the road!" Declared Chris.

"Road trip!" Cheered Owen.

"… It's a swamp, it doesn't have any roads." Muttered Tilly.


(Confessional: Nothing says friendship like two people being forcefully chained together against their will! … Oh, wait…)

Edith: Darn, I'd have liked to work with Otis … but I guess this way I'm not gonna be distracted by his chiselled features; I might have a chance!

Larry: Yep, Chris is clearly off his meds…

Tilly: On one hand I have to be around that fatass … but some one on one with Donald is just what I need to bend him to my will.

Donald: I don't really think I need immunity, but I'd still like to be safe as something in the family vault. Too bad I have to put up with Tilly … but it's just for a few hours, nothing bad can come of it. And at least I have a sword for defense.

Quadesh: (She lets out an excited shriek). Best challenge ever!

Otis: Looks like me and Quadesh ae bondage buddies … that sounded funnier in my head.

Owen: Normally I test out the challenges, but since the person bought in by the Cody Idol changes daily and the fact it as my turn to be called I meant that I couldn't test this one … hopefully it'll be fun, fingers crossed!


(Playa Des Losers)


Kelly sat in a bed in the Playa Des Infirmary section of the resort. She was using her non-broken arm to flip through channels on TV, but none of the shows that were on held her interest at all.

"What a summer. That's all I can say." Sighed Kelly. "I hope this arm doesn't take too long to heal; I kind of need both of them in order to make ends meet. At least the contest is over and I can go back to being my normal self … I hope."

Kelly stopped the TV on a random channel. It appeared to be some kind of Soap Opera.

"How could you? We gave you our hearts and friendship and you crushed us into the dirt when we were no longer useful!" Wailed a woman.

"What did you expect? I'm the bad guy!" Declared a man.

Kelly winced and changed the channel. The TV now showed what looked like some kind of super hero movie.

"Captain Loyalty? You betrayed us and joined the Unlit Side?" Exclaimed a super hero.

"Loyalty? Ha! I'm disloyal, and I'm embracing the Unlit Side! I was never your friend! Mwahahahaha!" Laughed Captain Loyalty.

Kelly looked guilty and uncomfortable and changed the channel again.

"And now we return to Fallen Heroes, the show about good people who were evil all along and lost everything they stood for!" Exclaimed a cheerful announcer voice.

Kelly pressed the power-off button on the remote and the television switched off. Kelly was silent and closed her eyes.

"… I screwed up bad. I need to make things right … but how? And … is it even possible anymore?" Asked Kelly out loud.

"A wise man once said that nothing is impossible; just improbable." Said a voice.

Kelly turned and saw Ub slowly approaching her.

"Is there a chair around here?" Asked Ub.

"Two steps to you right." Replied Kelly.

Ub followed Kelly's directions and sat down in the chair by the infirmary bed.

"Thanks." Said Ub curtly.

"Anytime." Replied Kelly. "So … need something? And, how much have you heard?"

"I was standing by what I assume was the doorframe ever since you started seeing those shows that were oddly related to how you feel." Stated Ub. "I assume you're feeling some guilt huh?"

"I am. I played hard because I wanted my family to not be poor anymore … but, cliché as it is to say this, I lost sight of what was truly important and became … the villain of the season. I want to make things right, but I just don't know how to … I think Penta, Yoko and everybody I hurt deserves better friends than me anyway." Lamented Kelly.

"I know how you feel." Admitted Ub.

"Really?" Asked Kelly.

"Indeed. I played the game very cutthroat and harsh since I felt that was the only way I could play, given my 'unique circumstances'. I … crossed a few lines, namely blackmailing Ivy over her sexuality. I knew it was wrong, but I did it anyway since I felt it'd help me win … and also, because I was foolish enough to think it was just a game and that things would be normal again once it was over. I may be blind, but I know some people have been giving me dirty looks, and Ivy always keeps leaving the room whenever I enter her vicinity. I have tried to apologise to her … but…" Ub trailed off.

"She didn't accept it?" Guessed Kelly.

"Bingo was his name-o." Nodded Ub. "She said I had some nerve to think she would forget all about it once the game was over for us both and that she'd not forgive me for a long time … I can't say I blame her really. I mean, if I was blackmailed over a secret that caused me to feel such shame and stress, I'd probably crumble into a puddle of goo. The point I'm getting at, is that I know how you feel, and that it is not too late for you to make amends."

"What makes you think that?" Asked Kelly hopefully.

"… You didn't blackmail anybody over their sexuality, or break any legs like Tilly did." Stated Ub. "You did bad, over bad, but you didn't do 'the bad'. If you apologise in just the right way, I think you might salvage your friendships."

"I'm not sure how to do it though. I'll do anything ... I just don't know where to begin." Admitted Kelly.

"I can't do you atonement for you, but I can give you a tip. Don't tell them you are sorry … show them you are sorry." Suggested Ub. "And, also, staying isolated in an infirmary bed will not help you make amends, it just makes you look like a coward, no offense."

"None taken." Replied Kelly. "And you know what … you're right. I have work to do; actions speak louder than words, and I need an action that will speak as loud as a pack of howler monkeys!"

Kelly carefully climbed out of the infirmary bed and started to approach the door. Before she left she turned back to Ub.

"… You know Ub … you're not that bad of a guy. Why did you not show this side of yourself during the game; why are you only showing it now?" Inquired Kelly.

"I'm voted off. I'm out of 'game mode'. I have no reason to act devious anymore." Stated Ub.

"Well, I like this side of you a lot better than your devious game mode side." Smiled Kelly.

Ub was silent for a moment before he faintly smiled.

"And I like your sweet and real side a lot more than your cutthroat and strategic side." Said Ub with a smile.


Next Time: The tweens try to cross the swamp, but several complications ensue. Another person is voted off the island.


Idol Statistics

Owen idol- Makes your vote worth two votes (USED BY NED)

Gwen Idol- Subtracts two votes from your total (USED BY JOANNE)

Heather Idol- Get information on the next challenge. (USED BY XADRIAN)

Duncan Idol- Vote for two different people. (USED BY DONALD)

Bridgette Idol- Get a two minute head start in a challenge (USED BY ZANNA)

Harold Idol- Immunity from being voted off but gives your team a disadvantage in the next round (USED BY DONALD)

Beth Idol- Gives your team an advantage in a challenge (USED BY XADRIAN)

Tyler Idol- Gives another team a disadvantage (USED BY BETILLA)

Ezekiel Idol- Stops two others from voting (USED BY KELLY)

Chris Idol- Immunity from being voted off (STILL IN PLAY)

Geoff Idol
- Lets the user sit in on the other team's voting ceremony (USED BY CHARLES)

Noah Idol- Immunity from being voted off but makes the user swap teams (USED BY ZANNA)

Izzy Idol- Sit two opposing people out from a challenge (USED BY LARRY)

Lindsay Idol- Subtracts half the votes cast against the user (USED BY KELLY)

Cody Idol- Receive Assistance in a challenge by one of the original TDI campers (USED BY DONALD)

Justin Idol- Remove three votes that were cast, but be unable to see who they are cast against. (USED BY XADRIAN)

Eva Idol- Choose 3 people to change recast their votes for a different person (USED BY EDITH)

Katie Idol- Hurl the eliminated camper out of a catapult (HELD BY TILLY)

Sadie Idol- Hurl the eliminated camper out of a catapult (HELD BY TILLY)