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

Poll: New poll is up! Choose who you want to win out of the final five, but keep in mind it'll spoil who gets voted off in this chapter.

Note: This was a hard chapter to write. Due to all the plot related things and other stuff I won't spoil, I ran into writers block a few times. Still, I think that the finished product is very good and might get a reaction out of you guys, or maybe not, who knows? I'm still gonna try to finish the story this month, but if I cannot do that then it'll be done in early September for sure. Read on!

Only an Ogre could love a swamp.


The challenge had begun; each of the three duos had split up and gone in different directions across the swamp. None of them knew which direction was the fastest, but each were making progress as quickly as they were able to since immunity was important. Of course, when one is chained together with somebody else, one has to hope that their partner would be willing to cooperate.


(Larry and Edith)


Larry and Edith were currently making their way across a series of stepping stones; neither of them wanted to fall into the filthy swamp water and thus were carefully working together to make progress.

"Careful, careful." Murmured Edith as she cautiously made her way along the stepping stones, following Larry's lead.

"Pick up the pace Edith, this challenge is a race." Reminded Larry.

"I'm aware of that Larry; I'd just rather not fall into the swamp water. I mean, can you imagine how many germs are in it?" Winced Edith in disgust.

"Probably over nine thousand." Joked Larry. "Well, we'll just have to make sure that we keep our balance. Penta would not want to kiss me if I stank like a skunk."

"Otis wouldn't want to kiss me if I smelt bad either … at least, I think he wouldn't. He's so mysterious." Giggled Edith.

"Why do girls giggle about boys so much?" Asked Larry.

"It's what we do I guess. The only thing you boys need to know about us girls is that we work in mysterious ways." Said Edith in a mystic sounding voice. "… That and we like getting presents and being told we are pretty."

"I have a bad feeling in my wallet." Grumbled Larry. "I get the feeling I'll be buying Penta a lot of cuddly toys; she's quite fond of that sort of thing."

"Nothing says you like a girl like spoiling her rotten." Teased Edith. "Whoa!"

Edith nearly lost her balance, but Larry grabbed her and stopped her from falling into the dirty water.

"Thanks Larry." Said Edith gratefully.

"Just remember, if you fall in that water then I will as well. Don't forget, we're cuffed together." Stated Larry firmly.

"Whoops … sorry Larry." Said Edith sheepishly. "But, you know, apart from the dirty water this isn't really such a bad challenge."

"Wait, you mean you're enjoying trekking through a swamp in the dead of night?" Asked Larry incredulously.

"Well, I am albino, so I tend to enjoy challenges where I won't get sunburnt. The cool night air and starry sky are very appealing to my due to my Snowflake Syndrome." Explained Edith.

"Snowflake Syndrome?" Repeated Larry.

"Well, Albinism if you want to be technical about it. I just felt like giving it a fun name. Mum and dad call me their 'little snowflake'." Smiled Edith. "So, since this challenge might be going on for a while … want to sing a song? I can give you a beat."

"I can't sing." Stated Larry.

"Not a problem. You can give a beat and I'll sing. What do you want me to sing? Let It Go, Everything Is Awesome, On My Way … I'll sing anything if I know the words." Offered Edith.

"Let me rephrase that, I can't stand singing. Nothing personal against you, I just don't like it in general." Said Larry calmly. "Now let's focus, we have a challenge to compete and according to Chris there is something called 'The Beast' in this swamp … I'd rather not fight it."

"Would it be possible to fight it? We're chained together." Noted Edith.

"Well I have this game for Xbox called Whiplash where the main characters are chained together and … never mind, it's not important, let's keep going." Declared Larry.


(Confessional: Harry Potter plays on a 'Hex-Box'.)

Larry: This is my chance to get Edith to flip … but it's not easy. The challenge is a hard one and requires focus, and Edith isn't really the strategic type … what to do, what to do… Hopefully Tilly is having better luck.

Edith: Everything Is Awesome is a good song, but it's not correct. I mean, spankings and heatwaves are not awesome.


(Donald and Tilly)


Due to Donald's phobia of getting incredibly dirty he and Tilly had taken a long way around the swamp and were currently on the banks at the edge of it. A barrier marked by crime scene tape showed them where they were not allowed to cross.

"Seriously Donald, neither of us are gonna win the challenge if you're not willing to get a little dirty." Frowned Tilly.

"Last I checked, you were afraid of getting dirty." Replied Donald.

"No, I'm afraid of vomit, not mud. There is a notable difference." Stated Tilly.

"If you say so." Shrugged Donald. "Besides, I'm not the one who needs immunity … you are. If I hold you up and stop you from winning, it's no skin off my bones."

"Why you…" Glowered Tilly before she took a deep breath and relaxed. "Do you want to risk me pulling out the Chris Idol?"

"Nobody could find it again that fast." Said Donald confidently.

"… You know, I could push you into the mud. If I get dirty, it's no skin off my bones." Smirked Tilly.

"No! Don't! Not the jacket!" Begged Donald.

".. It's just a jacket." Said Tilly flatly.

"No, it is not. It is the last present I received from my Grandmother before she passed away. It is literally irreplaceable." Said Donald firmly. "Family means a great deal to me."

"… I know what you mean." Admitted Tilly.

"Do you? I mean, I've heard you don't like your family much." Stated Donald.

"No, I do love them … I'm just not sure if they love me or not. They always pay more attention to my bros, and ever since I came out as Pansexual they've just … I dunno. I just want to be the best and show I'm worth the attention and love I've not been getting. It's not easy being the only girl in a swarm of boys and having no achievements to call your own that let you stand above the crowd." Lamented Tilly. "But then, I bet you don't understand how it feels, you being rich and having everything you could ever want, no questions asked…"

Donald was silent for a moment before he spoke.

"I do know how you feel … well, in some ways. While I'm close to my family, I do feel like the lesser sibling sometimes." Admitted Donald. "Things often go wrong for me and after a while … it starts to chip at one's confidence and self-esteem. Sure, laughing at an accident prone cartoon character is funny, but when its real life and you are that character … it hurts. That's why this contest is a big deal to me; I'm gonna win and finally have a victory to call my own."

Tilly was silent in response to this. Donald seemed content to stay silent, so Tilly spoke again.

"Shall we agree to keep quiet and work together silently?" Offered Tilly.

"Agreed." Nodded Donald. "… Hey, where did Owen go?"

"Hey guys! I got my foot stuck on a root!" Called Owen from a distance back. "Also, I think I lost my pants!"

"… Mierda…" Muttered Tilly.


(Confessional: Could this be common ground?)

Donald: I kinda feel bad for Tilly, I get the feeling she is very unhappy as a person. Doesn't even begin to excuse all of her nasty behaviour, but it does shed light on some of her actions.

Tilly: I never expected to be able to relate to anybody on such a personal topic. Maybe I could be friends with Donald and be open with him … or better yet, use this connection to gain his trust and then crush him.


(Otis and Quadesh)


Quadesh was conflicted. On one hand she was a little displeased that she and Otis were trekking right in the swamp water, a method that Otis called 'efficient for winning and trolling'. On the other hand, she was able to spend the challenge with Otis, and nobody else.

"Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming … actually, don't pinch me. If this is a dream I want it to keep going!" Thought Quadesh. "Oh, but what do I say? If I say nothing he might think I'm mute … and not the cute type either!"

Quadesh suddenly tripped on a rock under the water and nearly fell into the muck, but Otis prevented her from falling.

"Careful, you don't want to fall into this water. It smells like broccoli and probably tastes just as bad." Cautioned Otis. "That's why I always caramelise my broccoli with sugar."

"… Thanks Otis." Said Quadesh shyly. "You really are a knight in shining armour."

"You think so? I always saw myself as a rogue with a hood. I mean, knights had to go to the bathroom in their armour … N-A-S-T-Y, right?" Said Otis with a mock gag.

"… I'm starting to rethink my choice in compliments." Noted Quadesh. "So … how has your day been?"

Otis look confused.

"Why do you ask?" Inquired Otis.

"Just trying to make conversation." Said Quadesh whilst trying not to blush like a supernova.

"Well … it's been alright I guess. It was a good mythical morning and a good eternal evening." Shrugged Otis.

"So poetic." Giggled Quadesh quietly.

"What's so funny?" Asked Otis.

"Oh, err, just thought I saw two flies mating in mid-air." Lied Quadesh.

"Heheheheheh, that is pretty funny." Agreed Otis. "So, what do you think of being chained together? It's like we're Bondage Buddies huh? You know, that'd be a cool name for a rock band."

"Y-y-yeah, a rock band." Agreed Quadesh awkwardly. "Get to the point you coward! Tell him!"

Before Quadesh could speak Otis spoke again.

"Fish in your thong? You look like you have something on your mind." Noted Otis.

"Yeah, I do. See … I … um … err … I really … um … you … um … I don't like the dirty water, could we go onto dry land?" Requested Quadesh. "Quadesh you moron!"

"I can do better than that." Said Otis whilst either ignoring or not noticing Quadesh's nervousness.

Otis backed into Quadesh and lifted her so that she was now piggy-back riding on his back.

"Fasten your seatbelt because here we go … and I have no seatbelt! No road safety! Woooo!" Cheered Otis as he charged further into the swamp.

Due to the chain keeping the two tweens together one of Quadesh's arms was now hugging around Otis; the smitten tween was silent for a moment before she hugged both arms around Otis and rested her head on his shoulder.

"When in Rome…" Giggled Quadesh silently.


(Confessional: Driving an Otis above the speed limit without a license? You rebel!)

Quadesh: I'm living the dream…

Otis: Urgh, why is life so hard and trollish? Quadesh is a nice gal, but I'm in no state for a relationship at the moment. I need to turn her down since I'm not only a bad dating choice given my current 'predicament', but also … I don't like her in that way. Oh, I'm gonna feel like a jerk if I break her heart, and usually I'm able to mentally block guilt … and I'm not gonna date her just to make her happy, no self-respecting Chaotic Neutral Troll fakes romance.


(Larry and Edith)


The duo had reached the end of the stepping stones and, since turning back was not an option, were now making their way through the filthy swamp water. Larry was leading the way with Edith keeping pace, mostly due to the chain.

"Larry, we should slow down a bit." Requested Edith. "We might step into deep water if we aren't careful, and I'm not the strongest of swimmers … especially when I'm chained to somebody else."

"We need to go fast though; if we're not the first ones to the keys then we've basically lost." Stated Larry.

"But immunity isn't worth putting ourselves at risk." Insisted Edith. "Gee whiz, I wish Chris could have at least supplied us with a flashlight; it's so dark that even I am having trouble finding my way."

"He wants ratings, and us looking stupid due to the lack of light will give him just that." Replied Larry. "Also, can I ask you a question? It's important."

"Fire away." Shrugged Edith.

"Am I likely to get voted off if I don't win immunity?" Asked Larry.

Edith stammered for a moment before she spoke.

"Err, well, I'm not totally sure of that … I mean, I'm just one person after all, not a majority. But, my vote is going towards Tilly." Said Edith whilst not making direct eye contact with Larry.

"I see. Thanks for being honest and not lying." Smiled Larry.

"Y-y-yeah, anytime." Assured Edith nervously. "So, who are you voting for?"

"I'm not sure yet." Admitted Larry. "Depends how I feel I guess. By the way, how's your courting of Otis going?"

"W-w-what are you t-talking about?" Blushed Edith.

"Don't bother denying it, everybody knows you like Otis … except perhaps for Otis himself. That boy is about as sharp as a sack of wet dormice." Sniggered Larry. "I mean, I caught onto the fact Penta liked me without much difficulty."

"I guess everybody is different. And we're kids, not like we're supposed to pay attention, right?" Chuckled Edith. "I sometimes take a nap in Math class."

"Math isn't that bad; art is worse." Assured Larry. "Well, there is one good thing about this challenge … I'm not chained to anybody annoying. Imagine if Alfie or Flynn got this far and I got chained to them."

"Yeah, imagine that." Giggled Edith.


(Confessional: I'm imagining something that doesn't physically exist.)

Edith: While we were walking along, I thought I heard a growling. I turned to it, but all I saw was what looked like a yellow tail disappearing into the darkness … yeah, I'm amazed I didn't wet myself … well, my pants were already wet … oh, you know what I mean.

Larry: At least me and Edith are getting along. Maybe she'll not want to vote for me if I'm nice to her?


(Donald and Tilly)


The two tweens were making gradual progress through the swamp. Currently they were both sitting on Owen's shoulders, Tilly on the left and Donald on the right, while the large teen made his way along the banks of the swamp that had no end in sight.

"You sure you're ok with carrying us?" Asked Donald.

"Yeah, no sweat Donald." Assured Owen. "I sometimes give Izzy a ride on my shoulders, so this is nothing new. Plus, you're both rather lightweight."

"Unlike you." Teased Tilly.

"Yeah, I guess I am a little overweight." Chuckled Owen. "But you've gotta enjoy life, right? You only live once … or maybe more than once, I'm not sure if reincarnation counts."

"Depends on the person's views." Stated Donald.

"I see. Heh, I remember when I was a kid I tried to start a cult that worshipped donuts." Recalled Owen.

"What happened?" Asked Donald curiously.

"… It didn't end well." Said Owen with a wince.

"… Just keep your eyes straight ahead." Stated Tilly flatly.

"Can do Hilly Billy Tilly." Saluted Owen.

"… Hilly Billy Tilly?" Frowned Tilly. "Of all the stupid nicknames…"

"Could be worse. I was once known as the 'Poor Little Rich Boy'." Stated Donald.

The trio continued to walk onwards in silence for a few more minutes before Tilly spoke.

"Donald, I need to ask you something … will I be going home if I don't win immunity?" Asked Tilly.

"… It's quite likely." Stated Donald. "Not many people like you."

"Do you hate me too?" Asked Tilly softly. "Donald, you and I aren't so different … we both have inner woe and sadness that we can't relate to others with … we can relate, we are compatible … we want to be special."

"… No comment." Said Donald calmly.

"You know as well as I do that, if you were in my exact situation, you'd have done the same as me. When people feel like nothing and like crud emotionally, they'll do anything for acceptance and love. If not for Yoko, you might have gotten more cutthroat." Said Tilly firmly.

Donald was silent and did not immediately respond, so Tilly continued.

"But no worries. If you and your alliance want to vote me off, not like I can stop you." Lamented Tilly. "And yes, I know you have an alliance."

"… I, err, I…" Stammered Donald.

"Let's change the subject. Hey Owen, what's your favourite food?" Asked Tilly.

"That's a tough question … last I checked I have over one hundred favourite foods." Replied Owen. "Apple pie, donor kebabs, eggs, donuts, cookie crisp…"


(Confessional: … Does he have a LEAST favourite food?)

Donald: Tilly is clearly trying to manipulate me. I do not feel bad for her. ... Ok, maybe I do a little; it's just that mum raised me to be a polite gentleman to girls. Is she trying to manipulate me? I'm not certain either way…

Tilly: Donald, at heart, relies on honour and loyalty, weaknesses I intend to milk like a dairy cow! He's insecure about himself … I feel the same, and so I know how to see it in others. Just gotta use the right words and I can destroy any power he has, or ever will have.


(Otis and Quadesh)


Quadesh was still riding on her crush's back and was enjoying herself very much. The swamp was getting a little bit darker and also a little bit dirtier. Neither of these things seemed to bother Otis in the slightest.

"Are we there yet?" Asked Otis.

"You're the one doing all the running." Reminded Quadesh.

"Doesn't change the fact that this challenge is boring." Replied Otis.

"And dirty, smelly and dark as well." Added Quadesh. "If I weren't so mature and sophisticated I'd whine until Chris changed the rules."

"And remember kids, if you don't get what you want … then scream. That's the moral of the story." Smirked Otis. "You got any morals that apply to our current situation?"

"Well … I think that sometimes, it may be scary to tell the truth, but in the end it is usually well worth it." Mumbled Quadesh. "You see-."

"Oh! I have another moral! If at first you don't succeed … give up because if more people gave up then there would be less wars." Joked Otis.

"Good one." Giggled Quadesh. "But seriously Otis, I need to tell you something … I really need to…"

"What's on your mind? Are you coming out as straight?" Asked Otis.

"What? No, no, no. It's just … well … you know how parents love their children? Before they have to love each other … and … well … I really love…" Quadesh trailed off and went wide eyed.

"You really love what? Chocolate?" Asked Otis.

"Otis, run!" Yelled Quadesh in fear. "It's The Beast!"

Otis looked ahead and saw that, approaching them with a menacing snarl, was what looked like some kind of Swamp Snake fused with a limbless dragon. It was red and yellow, has scowling evil eyes and looked to have very sharp teeth. It let out a low growl.

"Quick, stab it the heart with a stake!" Exclaimed Otis.

"That's vampires." Said Quadesh.

"Expose it directly to sunlight!" Continued Otis.

"That's vampires too." Stated Quadesh.

"Show it a crucifix!" Concluded Otis.

"That's still vampires!" Yelled Quadesh.

"Whoa, vampires are pussies." Noted Otis.

"Run!" Ordered Quadesh.

Otis quickly ran off in a random direction with The Beast in pursuit; Quadesh felt scared, but being able to hold Otis tightly and bury her face into his shoulder soothed her … even if just a little bit.


(Confessional: Could Chris not remember the Beast's actual name? A senior moment perhaps?)

Quadesh: … I want my daddy!

Otis: On one hand, I need to let Quadesh down and let her know she can do better than me and this monster is stopping me from doing that. On the other hand … it's a monster! Woo!


(Larry and Edith)


The two kids had gotten out of the waist deep swamp water and now were met with a new hazard … an overgrowth of swamp plants in ankle deep water. Larry had decided that they would go through it since it would be quicker, and Edith had went along with this since Larry would have been able to drag her if he wanted to due to him being stronger.

"I'm gonna need to bathe in the sea for hours to get rid of the smell of swamp water." Lamented Edith.

"It stinks worse than the Garbage Pail Kids movie." Agreed Larry. "But we have to keep going. We can't be far from the finish line now."

"I'm sure Murphy's Law would beg to differ." Stated Edith. "What can go wrong will go wrong."

"I always thought you were an idealist." Noted Larry.

"I guess the show has introduced me to pessimism." Shrugged Edith. "Lots of stuff has happened after all."

"True. I mean, not only did I get a girlfriend … but I started to not act like a proud cynic and more like a chill optimist. I didn't think that was possible." Admitted Larry.

"If the Sloppy Joe Monster is possible, then a change in behaviour is possible too … I think." Replied Edith. "Man, these swamp weeds, or whatever they are, aren't easy to get through."

"At least they aren't poisonous." Said Larry as he led the way forward. "And keep your eyes on the lookout; I don't want 'The Beast' to sneak up on us."

"How could a, presumably, mean and scary and big and scary monster sneak up on us?" Inquired Edith.

"Murphy's Law would find a way." Assured Larry. "It might be following us even now; that's why we're going as quickly as we can. Plus, I'm hoping it won't want to follow us into the plants; some creatures hate certain plants."

"You mean like how a lot of kids hate broccoli?" Asked Edith.

"Yeah, kinda like that." Confirmed Larry. "I just hope we're in the lead. But I can assure you, I'm not planning on voting for you, if you're not immune. Hopefully you won't vote for me either."

"… Thanks." Mumbled Edith.


(Confessional: Swamp weed … not as good as regular weed. *rimshot*)

Edith: If it weren't for the fact my alliance is a secret I'd think Larry was onto me. Just gotta keep calm, stay focused and keep on doing as I am. It's worked well so far, right?

Larry: … I really hope I'm making some kind of impact on Edith.


(Donald and Tilly)


Owen was still carrying Donald and Tilly on his shoulders as he made his way through the perimeter of the swamp. It was slow but steady progress. Donald was passing the time by star-gazing, but Tilly seemed a little impatient.

"This is taking too long. We're probably in last place." Complained Tilly.

"Slow and steady wins the race." Said Owen positively.

"What he said." Added Donald.

"I assure you'd rather that Edith and Otis reached the finish line before you?" Guessed Tilly.

"I wouldn't be mad if they did." Shrugged Donald.

"I guess that makes sense. After all, both of them overshadow you anyway, what with them being better when working individually and generally being well liked." Mused Tilly.

"… Wait, what?" Asked Donald in confusion.

"I'm just saying, the way I see it both of them have played better than you have, and I think both would beat you in a jury vote. But if you wanna vote for me, do so. Anyway, I have an idea." Stated Tilly. "Owen, I think Chris has some chocolate at the finish line!"

"Chocolate? Awesome!" Cheered Owen as he quickly sped up and took off at turbo speed.

"Yeah, this is more like it!" Cheered Tilly as she held on tight.

Meanwhile Donald looked thoughtful … and a little uncertain.


(Confessional: In Russia, you don't charm snakes. The snakes charm you.)

Tilly: Donald will soon be silly putty in my hands. If I can get him to turn against his allies then I'll have all but won this game. If I can get past today then nothing can stop me! Now to win immunity!

Donald: … Is Tilly right? Are my allies, I mean, friends overshadowing me? Are they more liked than me … better than me…? No, no, she's just trying to get into my head, she's wrong … R-r-right? I can still win this contest and feel special if I take them to the end … right?


(Otis and Quadesh)


The two tweens had been chased by The Beast into a tree. Currently The Beast was circling the tree and growling up at them while the two kids were unsure of what to do next. Quadesh was hugging Otis tightly and looked rather nervous.

"Otis, what are we gonna do? I don't wanna die like this!" Wailed Quadesh. "There are so many things I still want to do like becoming president of America, getting a boyfriend who will become my hubby, having a kid who will grow up to be just like me and trying a spring roll!"

"Don't worry Quadesh … seriously, worrying is bad because it gives people wrinkles." Stated Otis.

"How can you be so calm? There's a monster about to attack us!" Exclaimed Quadesh.

"Because I am myself." Replied Otis.

"… Good point." Admitted Quadesh. "But pure awesomeness isn't going to make that creature go away. We need a plan … any ideas."

"My plan … is to make a plan!" Declared Otis. "And following that thought, I think I know how to beat this Beast … physics!"

"… I don't follow." Blinked Quadesh.

"We're gonna both jump out of the tree and land feet first on the monster's ugly head. It'll be fun!" Exclaimed Otis. "On the count of three!"

"You wouldn't." Gaped Quadesh.

"One." Began Otis.

"You would." Sighed Quadesh.

"Two."

"No, no, no!" Begged Quadesh.

"Three!" Declared Otis as he jumped from the branch feet first, dragging Quadesh down as well due to the chain connecting them.

BAM!

The two kids landed right on The Beast's head. The monster flopped over on its side … and began to lightly flicker with electricity, though thankfully not enough to electrify the water.

"It's a robot." Noted Otis. "That's cool, right Quadesh?"

Otis received no response.

"… Quadesh?" Repeated Otis as he turned to his partner.

Quadesh was staring at Otis silently while taking a few deep breaths. A moment later she lunged at Otis and embraced him, sending both down into the very shallow swamp water. Quadesh immediately began kissing Otis all over his face.

"My *smooch* hero! You were *smooch* so brave! My *smooch* daddy is *smooch* gonna love *smooch* you!" Exclaimed Quadesh between smooches.

Otis could only inwardly groan and outwardly enjoy the kisses.


(Confessional: Achievement unlocked- get your first kiss!)

Quadesh: Ok, I may have jumped the gun a little since we're not officially a couple … but good gosh, that was awesome! Goodbye Single Town, hello Couples-Ville!

Otis: Ok, she's a good kisser … but now how do I tell her it wouldn't work out? (Otis groans). I could do with a mountain dew right about now…


(Donald and Tilly)


Owen arrived at the other side of the swamp and screeched to a halt. Funnily enough, a wrapped chocolate bar was lying on the ground. As Owen started to eat the chocolate bar Donald and Tilly spotted a table nearby that had three identical keys on it, each one more identical than the last. Further ahead was the finish line. As they approached the key table Tilly spoke up.

"Looks like we're the first ones here." Noted Tilly.

"Told you that my method would work." Replied Donald. "So … what happens now?"

"We're gonna unlock the cuffs and make a run for the finish line; may the faster runner win." Stated Tilly as she picked up a key. "Ok, hold the cuffs still."

The cuffs were steadied as Tilly inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it. The cuffs become unlocked and fell to the floor.

Donald instantly jumped back to avoid a sweep kick from Tilly and then shoved Tilly to the ground.

"You're so predictable." Stated Donald as he ran for the finish line.

Tilly quickly got back to her feet and ran after Donald, but due to Donald's head start she was unable to catch up to him and thus Donald crossed the finish line first.

Chris stepped out from behind a tree and sounded an air-horn.

"Donald wins immunity!" Announced Chris.

"Yes!" Cheered Donald. "Wait, what about everyone else still in the swamp?"

"I'll have a few interns go and get them." Shrugged Chris. "I'm sure they're fine."

"Such concern." Said Tilly sarcastically.


(Confessional: Sarcasm detected.)

Donald: Is it sad Chris's lack of concern no longer surprises me?

Tilly: Mierda! I really needed that immunity! Curse Donald! … I might need to change my tactics a bit. Could I get him to give me immunity? I'll have to think of something and fast.


A while later the six tweens were gathered by the finish line; a helicopter was nearby and Donald stood next to Chris.

"Congratulations Donald, tonight immunity is yours." Stated Chris as he passed the immunity necklace to Donald.

"Thanks Chris." Said Donald politely.

"As for the rest of you, one of you will be voted out at the elimination ceremony which is not very far away. Decide quickly and pray it won't be you getting eliminated." Stated Chris. "You may head back to camp on this helicopter."

The six tweens filed into the helicopter which started up and soon began to rise into the air.


(Confessional: I wish I had a helicopter!)

Quadesh: All in all this was … the best day of my life!

Larry: Darn it, I needed that immunity. Well, at least it'll be a tie at worst … and Tilly is more hated than I am a threat, so…

Edith: It wasn't easy to calm and unsuspicious all through the challenge, but I think I managed it. Hopefully tonight will be nice and simple.

Otis: So … this was certainly a notable challenge, huh? You know else it was? … Awkward!

Donald: I know tonight should be simple … but I can't stop my mind from wandering…

Tilly: (She has a devious expression).I know exactly what I'm gonna do … it might be hard and painful, but it'll win me this game beyond any doubt!


(Crazy Crustaceans Main Camp)


Donald, Edith and Otis were meeting up in the woods to discuss the upcoming vote. Otis looked down at his feet, Edith kept taking little glances at Otis and Donald's mind seemed to be elsewhere.

"So … I'm just speaking to break the awkward silence." Stated Edith.

"Yeah, we need to talk about our plan of action … are we still on for voting out Tilly?" Asked Donald. "Unless anything happened with you guys that makes you want to change the target."

"I'm fine with voting for Tilly; I suggested it in the first place." Shrugged Edith.

"Fine by me." Replied Otis. "Can I go? I want to be alone."

"What's wrong Otis?" Asked Edith in concern.

"… Things are too serious and I want to ignore the serious thoughts until they go away." Stated Otis as he got to his feet and took his leave.

Edith turned to Donald.

"Is Otis ok?" Asked Edith.

"… I think he's trying to choose which girl to be with. Best of luck" Smiled Donald. "Say, have you seen my sword and scabbard? I can't find it; I put it down when, err, 'nature called' and now I can't find it."

"I'm afraid I haven't seen it." Admitted Edith. "But I'll be sure to let you know if I do."

"Thanks. See you in a while, I need some alone time. I have a lot of my mind." Said Donald as he got to his feet and left in the opposite direction that Otis had gone.

Edith was silent as she was left alone.

"… I think the contest is finally getting to them." Noted Edith.


(Confessional: It's Island Madness!)

Donald: … I'm just not sure what to think. Otis and Edith are my friends … but can I win against them? I've never won at anything before, this is too big a victory to throw away … what should I do?

Edith: Does Otis like me back? Maybe that's why he wasn't making eye contact. Eeeiiiii! Calm down Edith, nothing is certain yet … but a gal can dream! I wonder what was bothering Donald though…


Larry, Quadesh and Tilly were gathered by the shelter; like the other tweens, they were also discussing the vote.

"Well, Donald is immune so we sadly can't vote for him." Stated Tilly.

"Thanks for pointing that out." Said Larry with an eye roll.

"We need to decide if we're going to vote for Edith or Otis." Said Tilly whilst ignoring Larry. "Any preferences."

"We're not voting out Otis!" Exclaimed Quadesh. "I made real progress with him in the challenge!"

"You got him to flip?" Asked Tilly.

"Well … no, but I did kiss him." Grinned Quadesh.

"… You need to get your priorities straight." Said Tilly flatly. "But, we all need to vote together and since somebody does not want to vote for Otis … let's vote Edith. I have no problems sending that liar out the door."

"Works for me." Shrugged Larry. "As long as one of them goes I'm all for it."

"What if Donald gives immunity to somebody else?" Asked Quadesh.

"As long as Edith isn't immune, let's vote for her. I'm not voting for anybody else, and you guys need me if you want a chance at winning." Said Tilly with a smug grin. "It's my way or the highway."

"Well, you need us." Retorted Larry.

"Do I? I found the Chris Idol once, I could find it again. And what if they want to vote for you? Do you really want to take that risk?" Asked Tilly with a condescending giggle. "Vote Edith or lose the contest, it's your choice. Anyway, I need to be elsewhere, so I'll see you later."

Tilly got up and took her leave, shaking her hips as she did so. After she was gone Larry groaned.

"I hate that girl." Groaned Larry.

"I'm not very fond of her either." Agreed Quadesh. "Wait, what if she's going off to talk to the others?"

"She won't." Assured Larry. "We may need her, but she needs us and she knows it. We'll be fine."

"… I hope you're right, I've come too far to lose." Sighed Quadesh.


(Confessional: I get the feeling Quadesh would be unsatisfied with 6th place.)

Tilly: Time for the move to end all moves … this won't be easy, but the results will be well worth it.

Quadesh: Edith is nice, but I guess I can vote her off without too much trouble. With her gone I'll be closer to the prize, and Otis will be my official boyfriend! Ah, perfect

Larry: Honestly, I'm just ready for this day to end. The challenge is not one that I'd ever want to do again.


Donald was sitting on a rock looking out at the moonlit waves; he appeared to be very conflicted.

"It's come down to this … friendship, or my greatest victory … why must I second guess myself?" Sighed Donald.

Donald sat in silence for a few minutes. He soon heard footsteps behind him; he turned and saw Tilly approaching him whilst holding his scabbard that had his sword in it.

"I found this in the woods and thought you might like to have it returned to you." Stated Tilly as she passed Donald's sword and scabbard to him. "No thanks necessary."

"… That's oddly nice of you." Said Donald suspiciously.

"Just trying to go out on a positive note." Shrugged Tilly. "I know you're voting me out, and I get the feeling that Larry and Quadesh don't like me much either. I'm not gonna fight it … it is fate. Sixth place isn't bad … of course, my bros will still overshadow me and I'll still be the unfavorite … but hey, at least I was on TV."

Both tweens were silent for a moment.

"Tilly…" Began Donald, but Tilly cut him off.

"See you around Donald. Since I'm clearly not winning … hopefully you will." Said Tilly softly as she turned and walked away.


(Confessional: Was that a lie?)

Donald: … Why does life have to be as complicated as Calculus?

Tilly: (She laughs maniacally for a few moments before holding her side and wincing.) Tonight, Donald gets destroyed! Beat that bros!


Soon enough the six tweens were sitting by the shelter waiting to be called to the elimination ceremony. Larry noticed that Tilly was holding part of her belly that was covered by her shirt, since some of it was normally revealed due to Tilly wearing a belly shirt.

"You alright? You look like you're in pain." Noted Larry.

"I'm fine, just a little ache. I'll live." Assured Tilly.

"Where is Tyler? We're all tired and we just want to get the elimination over with so we can go to sleep." Frowned Donald.

"Yeah, I'm as tired as a car tire." Agreed Edith.

"Good one." Chuckled Otis.

"Here comes Tyler … about time." Noted Quadesh.

Tyler walked up holding a grey flag.

"Hi guys, you know what time it is, right?" Prompted Tyler.

"Adventure Time!" Exclaimed Otis.

"I love that show!" Cheered Tyler. "But I meant that its elimination time. Head towards the Cove of Crybabies; time to see who will finish in sixth place. I once came sixth in a huge race."

"There were six runners, weren't there?" Smirked Larry.

"… Yes, yes there were." Sighed Tyler.

"Well guys, let's get this over with." Decided Tilly as she and everybody else got to their feet.


(Confessional: The Ice King is awesome!)

Donald: … Let's do this.

Tilly: Nothing is certain, but if tonight is a success then nothing can stop me from winning! Nothing!

Otis: Time to slay the troll, for I am a knight!


(Cove of Crybabies)


It was very late and the moon was out; the moonlight shone down onto the Cove of Crybabies and looked beautiful on the water. The six tweens sat on barrels awaiting the start of the ceremony. Everybody looked rather calm and neutral, though Quadesh was also glancing at Otis lovingly. Chris stood on his podium with a chest of Gems next to him.

"Before we start, here is the Peanut Jury thus far. Ivy, Charles, Sampson, Penta, Xadrian and Kelly voted out at the previous elimination ceremony." Stated Chris.

The six jury members the cove via the tunnel and sat down on the jury bleachers. Ivy smiled at Edith, Penta winked at Larry, Charles looked cheerful, Sampson seemed bored, Xadrian sat down carefully so that he wouldn't risk hurting himself and Kelly sat off to the side and gave Quadesh a respectful nod.

"As always, they are here only to observe whatever chaos shall ensue tonight. They will not speak to you and you will not speak to them … and Otis, no obscene hand gestures." Stated Chris.

"Darn it." Pouted Otis.

"So, first question of the night. Tilly, with Kelly now eliminated you might be an appealing target in the eyes of the others. Do you feel like you are at risk tonight?" Asked Chris.

"Everybody is at risk besides Donald. I'm just gonna hope for the best. Besides, I don't think I'm the biggest threat currently." Replied Tilly.

"Got that right." Muttered Sampson.

"Is anyone gonna vote for her?" Said Charles very quietly.

"Quadesh, how would you describe the challenge in one word?" Asked Chris.

"… Perfect." Said Quadesh with a smile.

"Somebody's in love." Giggled Penta quietly.

"Larry, a lot of fans are thinking you might have what it takes to win. Do you agree with that?" Asked Chris.

"Well, it's nice to have some support and people rooting for me … but it's not the finale yet, so who knows for sure? Before that, I need to get past tonight." Stated Larry.

"Ya'll c'n do it." Muttered Xadrian.

"Edith, do you have any idea how the vote will go tonight?" Inquired Chris.

"Yes, I think I do. Can't say more than that." Said Edith with shifty eyes.

"She's gonna win." Grinned Ivy.

"She needs a better poker face though." Noted Kelly.

"Lady Gaga can't sing." Muttered Sampson.

"Otis, you and Quadesh encountered The Beast. How did it feel?" Asked Chris.

"It felt as exciting as whenever a new character gets revealed for Smash Bros." Replied Otis.

"Last question. Donald, do you know who you'll be voting for tonight?" Asked Chris.

Donald was silent for a moment.

"I think I do." Stated Donald.

"Ok then, I think I've asked all the questions I can. But before we get to the voting … Donald, will you be keeping immunity or passing it on?" Asked Chris.

Donald was silence and looked nervous for a moment before he spoke.

"No. I shall be passing it onto Tilly." Stated Donald.

Donald took off the Immunity Necklace and passed it to Tilly who smiled as she put it on.

"Donald, what are you doing?" Whispered Edith.

"Time to vote!" Announced Chris. "Tilly, you're up first."


(Voting Confessional: Betrayal? Or something totally different?)

Tilly: (She holds up a vote for Edith). This game is mine!

Edith: What is Donald doing? That wasn't part of the plan! Err … did he forget to tell us something? Is this one of those 'secret tests of character' or something? Err … Donald tends to go for threats, and I think Quadesh is the biggest threat out of the other three at the moment. (She holds up a vote with the letter Q on it). Sorry!

Quadesh: What just happened? Well, it's good for me probably. But, do I vote for Edith … or would Donald be a better option? Hmm…

Donald: (He is about to right a name down, but stops himself). No, I can't do it. I cannot betray my friends … they're important to me. They've stuck by me all this time and I'm not going to turn my back on them. Tilly may have raised good points, but she's still the enemy, and friends are to be trusted over enemies. Thanks to working with Otis and Edith … I think I've become a better person. I shall not be voting for Edith or Otis … but, who should I vote for now that Tilly is immune? Curse my emotions and insecurities…


After Larry had cast the final vote Chris left to tally up the voting totals. Soon he returned and picked up a Gem out of the chest.

"The votes have been cast. One of you has made it far … but not far enough since they are about to be eliminated." Stated Chris. "If I toss you a Gem, that means that you are safe. The camper who does not get a Gem is out of the contest and must take the Smash of Sorrow and walk the Dock of Dismay and board the Boat of Losers … or maybe ride the Hurl of Shame … and they will never, ever, come back … ever."

"Well duh, it's the final six. If somebody returned this late the fans would complain." Said Otis with a smirk.

"Quiet!" Frowned Chris. "Before I hand out the Gems, if anybody wants to play the Chris Idol, Katie Idol or Sadie Idol … then now is the time to do so."

There were a few moments of silence … before Tilly got to her feet and took out the Katie Idol. She approached Chris and passed it to him.

"With regret and not by my own choice, I'll play the Katie Idol." Said Tilly in a surprisingly sad sounding voice.

Tilly returned to her seat while Chris looked over the idol. On the Peanut Jury Bench Kelly raised an eyebrow.

"She's up to something." Thought Kelly.

Chris placed the Katie Idol onto his podium and spoke.

"The rules of Total Drama Tweenabet state that if a camper plays the Katie Idol, then rather than the loser taking the Boat of Losers, they will instead take the Hurl of Shame and be launched off the island and to the Playa Des Losers via a catapult." Stated Chris.

There were a few tense moments of silence.

"This is the real Katie Idol. Tonight's loser shall be taking the Hurl of Shame." Announced Chris.

The campers, besides Tilly, all looked rather nervous at this announcement.

"Tilly is safe because she has immunity." Stated Chris as he tossed a Gem to Tilly. "Also safe tonight are…"

"Otis"

"Donald"

"Quadesh"

Larry and Edith both remained without a Gem. Larry seemed slightly nervous but kept on a brave face, while Edith was wide eyed and looked very worried.

"Larry, Edith, it's come down to the two of you tonight. Only one spot remains in the final five, and the last person safe is…

Larry."

Larry let out a big sigh of relief as he caught his Gem, while Edith let out a sad sigh.

"Edith, bring me your Life Idol. It's time for the Smash of Sorrow." Stated Chris. "After that, the Hurl of Shame awaits."

Upon hearing this Edith's normally pale face went even paler. However, before she could approach Chris Tilly burst into tears.

"I'm sorry Edith! I didn't want to do it! Donald forced me to! He was threatening me!" Sobbed Tilly in despair.

"What?" Blinked Edith.

"What are you talking about?" Frowned Donald.

Tilly was silent for a moment, before she raised up her shirt and revealed what looked like a recent stab wound on her upper belly.

"Oh my gosh! When did that happen?" Gasped Quadesh.

"… Donald … he used his sword to hurt me! He said he'd do much, much worse if I didn't obey him! He's been threatening me for days!" Wailed Tilly as she started to sob into Quadesh's shoulder.

"I did no such thing! You're lying!" Exclaimed Donald.

"The stains on your sword say otherwise!" Mumbled Tilly.

"Let's see the sword, that'll give us answers." Stated Larry.

Donald was quick to take his sword out of the scabbard…

Everybody gasped when some dried blood was visible at the tip of the blade.

"No ... No! I've been framed!" Insisted Donald. "Otis, you believe me, right?"

Otis had been silent during all of this.

"… I don't know anything anymore." Said Otis quietly.

The jury looked like they were ready to start yelling and asking questions, so Chris cleared his throat to get attention back to himself.

"You guys can settle all of this back at camp. This elimination is over; Edith is out and due to be hurled." Stated Chris.

Everyone was silent; Tilly quickly got to her feet and ran out of the Cove of Crybabies in tears. Quadesh soon followed after her. Larry got to his feet and quietly took his leave. The jury filed out, Ivy looking very upset, and were soon gone. Donald looked at Edith and Otis.

"Guys … I'm innocent…" Whispered Donald.

Edith was silent before she turned to Chris and passed him her Life Idol.

"Let's get this over with." Sighed Edith.

Chris raised his mallet and bought it down onto Edith's Life Idol, smashing it into hundreds of tiny little pieces.

"Edith, time for you to be hurled." Stated Chris. "Follow me."

Chris led Edith away down the path that lead to the catapult. Meanwhile Donald looked at Otis.

"Otis … please…" Whispered Donald.

Otis was silent before he spoke.

"See ya." Said Otis as he started to follow after Edith.

Donald was silent for a moment … before he dropped to his knees and began to sob like a little lost child.


(Confessional: … That wasn't what I expected…)

Donald: (He is barely stopping himself from crying). I'm a moron … a #bleep# moron! Why did I listen to Tilly? Why was I such a fool? Everybody hates me now, and I can't prove my innocence since there is nobody who will listen to me! … I bet Yoko hates me now… (Donald starts crying).

Tilly: (She is singing). Money, money, money, it's a rich gal's world! Yeah, I kinda stole the sword and sorta stabbed myself since if Donald had actually stabbed me I'd be taken out of the game due to injury and he'd be disqualified. A little fake crying sealed the deal. Victory, here I come!


(Hurl of Shame)


Edith's stomach did flip flops and her face was so white it was practically colourless; the sight of the large catapult made her feel pretty scared. The worst part was that there was no way of avoiding this. Edith's legs trembled while Chris pointed to the bowl of the catapult.

"Ok Edith, get in the catapult." Instructed Chris.

Edith swallowed nervously and sighed in resignation; she was about to do as she was told when a voice called out to her.

"Edith! Wait a moment!" Called Otis.

Edith turned and saw Otis running up to her.

"Hi Otis … here to see me off?" Asked Edith.

"… This is all my fault, I could have done something about this…" Mumbled Otis. "I really screwed up."

"No Otis, it's not your fault. It's … actually, I'm not even sure if it is Donald's fault. I think he'd have been disqualified if he did what Tilly had actually said he did. This whole event isn't as clear as it seems I think." Said Edith before looking nervous. "Chris, will it hurt?"

"It'll probably be very scary, but you'll have a safe landing in the water by the Playa. Life guards are on standby just in case." Replied Chris.

Edith sighed and turned back to Otis.

"Well … I guess this is farewell. Good luck Otis … if you're in the finale, you've got my vote." Promised Edith.

"Goodbye Edith … you've been a great chaotic sidekick." Said Otis honestly.

"And, Otis, I have one more thing to say before I go." Said Edith. "… I love you … I love you a lot. You're sweet, handsome, cool, awesome and a totally unique individual. Wanna … be my boyfriend?"

Edith looked hopeful; Otis sighed since what he had to say was not going to be easy.

"Edith … you're a fun, kooky, wild and sweet girl … you'll make some guy, or gal if you're into that, very happy I'm sure … but I can't be that guy." Apologised Otis. "I'm not gay and I'm not taken, but I'm really not the kind of guy you'd want to date. I … come with too much 'baggage'. Plus, I'm no good with commitment. I know it's a Hollywood cliché to say 'it's not you, it's me' … but it's the truth, I'm really not right for you … or Quadesh."

Edith sniffled sadly, but nodded her head in understanding.

"Ok Otis, I won't force you to love me. If you don't think it would work out, I'll back off … but, we're still friends … right?" Asked Edith hopefully.

"Always … even if there was a law against it, since rules do not control me." Grinned Otis.

"… You're one of a kind Otis." Swooned Edith. "Well … time to get this over with."

Edith sighed to herself as she climbed into the Hurl of Shame.

"Oh, and Otis, one last thing. Come closer, I have something secret to say." Said Edith.

Otis leaned closer, curious to know what Edith wanted to say…

SMOOCH!

Edith embraced Otis and planted a big kiss on his lips.

"Just needed a kiss for the road." Giggled Edith after they parted. "Whoa, that was nice."

"… Have a safe landing Edith." Saluted Otis.

"Oh, and what did you mean when you said you had 'baggage'? Family problems?" Asked Edith in concern.

"… It's not something I really like to talk about." Admitted Otis. "But you see, I am an-."

Otis was interrupted by Chris pulling the lever on the Hurl of Shame which made the bowl containing Edith lurch violently upwards and sent the albino girl flying high into the sky screaming.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" Screamed Edith as she flew through the sky until she was out of sight.

Otis looked into the sky before he narrowed his eyes.

"… I've got work to do." Whispered Otis. "Time for some chaos."


(Confessional: What an exit…)

Otis: This. Means. War!


Chris stood by the Hurl of Shame to give the outro to the episode. Otis had left back to camp which left the host by himself.

"What an end to the episode! This is gonna get the show so many ratings! Edith took the fall and the hurl, leaving us with just five players still standing. Donald is in big trouble, emotions are running high and the finale is closer than ever! Will Donald be able to clear his name? Has Tilly regained power? How will Otis react to what happened tonight? Will Quadesh be able to convince Otis to date her? Can Larry slip on by once again? And who will be the next person voted out of the game? Find out next time on Total Drama Tweenabet!"


VOTES

Donald: Larry

Edith: Quadesh

Larry: Edith

Otis: Larry

Quadesh: Edith

Tilly: Edith

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Edith- 3

Larry- 2

Quadesh- 1


Crazy Crustaceans: Donald, Larry, Otis, Quadesh, Tilly

Voted Off: Walter, Flynn, Veedle, Mist, Alfie, Joanne, Ned, Ricky, Betilla, Gilda, Ub, Yoko, Harvey, Zanna, Ivy, Charles, Sampson, Penta, Xadrian, Kelly, Edith


And on that note, Edith, the last CPN alliance member, has fallen … or perhaps flown. Edith was a character who, at the start, I wasn't sure what to do with. For some reason it was hard to write for her and give her much early development and complexity. But soon enough I figured out what I wanted from her … a jack of all stats. Edith was social and sweet, but also could strategize if needed. She had realistic flaws and did screw up in terms of gameplay and morals sometimes, and she was something adorkable and silly to keep her from getting stale. Edith seemed to easily fit into plots once I got the story really started; her plot with Ivy, crush on Otis, trying to be strategic and just general conversations. I guess Edith could be described as an everygirl. I wouldn't have opposed her going further, but for the story to work out in the way that I have planned, it was sadly necessary for her to leave in such a sad way. But don't worry, she had a safe landing, I assure you.


Next Time: The goal is simple, open a chest. However, there are three challenges that can be chosen from to get the key, one for Brains, one for Brawn and one for Beauty.


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 (USED BY TILLY)

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