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CragmiteBlaster's Words of Wisdom: I'm back from the dead! … And maybe not for too long. See, I'm really busy for a very good reason … Uni is only a few days away. The 'Induction Week' begins on Friday and since Uni is seriously important … well, you can see why I'll be busy. That said, I'm NEVER going to abandon this story, or any other stories I have on the go or planned for the future.

On another note, TD All Stars has started … so far it's REALLY good! Though the villains are mostly utterly hateable and the Flush of Shame is complete shit (no pun intended since the entire concept is NOT funny) the plot itself is actually looking really cool so far. I'm rooting for Mike to win, though I'm thinking it'll be Sam. If a girl will win it might be Sierra, Zoey or (sadly) Courtney. Still, only two eps have come and gone so far; who knows what'll happen next? Anyway, on with the show!

Beer isn't just bad for your teeth; it's also bad for your Gumble. *rimshot*


(Fearsome Fireflies)


The Fearsome Fireflies were in a room of the brewery; the smell of alcohol hung in the air and was somewhat strong. Many bottles of different alcohol formulas were set up and a number of different ingredients such fruit juices, starch, hops and yeast were on shelves, along with a large cauldron set up in the centre of the room. Everything needed to make beer was in the room and it was certain that the other two teams had workstations that were similar, if not identical, to this.

"Alright guys, we need to make some seriously alcoholic beer to get some patrons even more drunk than Barney Gumble. My family frowns upon drinking, so I don't know much about this sort of thing." Stated Benjamin. "Maybe we could just put everything into the mixture for maximum effect; if the whole thing is a hundred percent alcohol we'll easily win … right?"

"That's a bad idea Benjamin; if the percentage of alcohol is too high it can be fatal." Cautioned Oliver. "It's not just alcohol that gets people drunk; other factors such as an individuals' tolerance and the taste of it; after all, if something tastes good then people will want more of it. It's the same with me and banana bread, enough is never enough."

"Good logic Oliver." Agreed Winter. "So, do you know how to make alcohol?"

"No I don't, I'm not much of a cook or a brewer." Admitted Oliver. "Does anyone here know how? Raise your hands if you do."

Nobody raised their hands.

"I never really cared much for alcohol; I much prefer soda." Stated Edgar. "And before anyone asks, I'm on Team Pepsi and any sane person will agree."

"Guess I'm insane then." Shrugged Bea.

"Say, don't you know anything about booze?" Asked Edgar. "Aren't you from the slums?"

"No, I'm from a #bleep# inner city area." Stated Bea with a frown. "Inner city and slums are not the #bleep# same thing."

"She's right; I lived in an inner city area until I was two years old, it was the day I was a … err, able to move house." Said Winter while fiddling with her glasses. "So, if none of us know anything about beer, how are we going to do this?"

"How about we put everything in the mixture, but not an excess of anything." Suggested Jethro. "This challenge is going to be important for us; not just because we need to win, but because some of us are working together for the first time. I'm the only roach on this team."

"Jethro has a good point; we should try and get to know each other." Agreed Winter. "Maybe we could have a sharing session."

"Maybe later; right now we have a challenge to do." Said Edgar. "And why waste time talking about things that happened earlier in the game? It's in the past now."

"I never said we'd talk about things in the previous days of the game … I think you've done something bad and don't want it getting out. Come to think about it, Vinsun did warn us about you and tell us some pretty bad stuff … what exactly have you done?" Asked Winter with a frown. "Was he being truthful?"

"No, he was lying." Stated Edgar. "I was simply strategic and my previous team seemed to be content on playing nice and staying blissfully unaware that only one person can win."

Molly pondered to herself for a moment as she walked over to the shelves of ingredients; as she looked over them she recognized a few of them and snapped her fingers as she was struck with inspiration for an idea.

"Edgar's right, strategy is important and there is only one winner; the saying that 'everyone is a winner' is nothing more than a farce." Stated Benjamin while leaning against a wall. "That being said, there is space for more than one team to win immunity, so can we hurry up and maybe start the challenge?"

"Is Benjamin always that cynical?" Asked Oliver curiously.

"You get used to it; he's a big teddy bear when you get to know him." Smiled Tony cheerfully. "He was my first friend in this show!"

"By choice may I add." Nodded Benjamin. "Honestly, a lot of things have changed since day one."

"Indeed; Winter and me were civil on day one when I saw we were both avid readers, but here she is accusing me and smearing my name." Frowned Edgar.

"Vinsun is a good guy and I doubt he'd warn us about you without some reason for it." Shrugged Winter. "But yes, things have changed. I once thought of Bea as rude and rather rough … but now she's one of my best friends."

"Thanks." Smiled Bea. "Hey Oliver, are you going to be #bleep# ok without your insulin? I'm no medical expert, that'd be Suki, but I #bleep# feel worried for you."

"Hopefully I'll be alright; denying the risk I'm in would be foolish and unrealistic. With luck my insulin should show up soon enough. Hopefully this won't happen again." Sighed Oliver.

"Who could have stolen it though? That's just … mean." Frowned Jethro.

"Hey guys, are you going to help me? I can't do this challenge all by myself." Said Molly with a tap of her foot.

The rest of the Fearsome Fireflies turned and saw Molly was setting up several ingredients such as sugar, cartons of grape juice, a sack of yeast and some apples.

"What are you doing?" Asked Jethro.

Predictable Molly didn't respond.

"Molly's deaf Jethro, you'll need to use hand motions and pointing to get her to understand." Stated Oliver.

"Fine." Said Jethro as he pointed to the ingredients and made an inquisitive gesture.

"I thought it'd be a good idea if we made wine." Explained Molly. "Our goal is to make people drunk with what is available; I assume wine is allowed since Chris never exactly said it was against the rules … well, unless Noah's sign language was inaccurate. Wine is more alcoholic than beer so maybe we could give this a try."

"How the hell does she know how to make wine?" Blinked Edgar.

Seeing Edgar's confusion Molly was quick to clarify.

"Oh; since my family is religious and we attend church every Sunday I got taught how to make wine for the altar since I was seven." Stated Molly.

"Good work Molly." Nodded Oliver. "So, shall we get to it?"

"Let's get those patrons drunker than a drinker!" Declared Tony.

"People who drink beer are called drinkers." Said Jethro flatly. "No offense but … is Tony always a bit dim?"

"You get used to him; he's a sweetheart full of joy and jolliness when you get to know him." Giggled Winter.

"Ok then, let's get this show on the road." Nodded Benjamin. "And Oliver, if you don't mind me saying, it's nice to see you show more of your normal self."

"What do you mean?" Asked Oliver as the team started to help with making the wine.

"What I mean is that for QUITE a while now you've gone from being a smart guy who didn't let the game get to him … to a guy who is Molly's number one fan and not much else. I wasn't on your team and I noticed it, though I'm generally perceptive. Just saying it's nice you're focusing on something else." Explained Benjamin. "Ok guys, I suggest that none of us drink the wine, it'd have disastrous effects."

"Got it." Nodded Bea.

As the team got to work Oliver couldn't help but think about what Benjamin had said.

"Have I really been focusing on nothing else?" Thought Oliver.


(Airplane Confessional: Would you like the honest answer or for me to make something up?)

Edgar: This team switch has really turned the tables back to my favour, bringing a nice bowl of ice cream with it … basically I mean that none of my previous team mates are with me so I can start fresh and get some power back. I think my problem on the Sneaky Snails, other than having many annoyances to put up with, was that I played too hard too early. Perhaps it would be best if I bided my time for a while and just … blended in.

Jethro: This is … crap! I had a good thing going back on the Rotten Roaches, but now I'm on a new team with none of my former team mates and nobody I'm especially close to in terms of friendship and strategy. Sure, the girls are quite attractive, especially Molly who I bet will look very nice in a few years … but I've got no proper allies. I'm gonna need to suck up a bit; hypnotism is a last resort, not to mention it doesn't have a one hundred percent success rate. … Dammit.

Benjamin: I'm not sure how the others feel, but I quite like this team swap … I like it a lot. See, I've got my best friend Tony and two of my other good friends Winter and Bea. If we group together as a voting block I think we'll have a clear ride to the merge. This is just too easy … and given my mother's life is on the line I'm not gonna complain, I'm actually thankful.

Oliver: (He looks deep in thought and looks a little deflated). I've been thinking about what Benjamin said … and I think he's right, I've really been caught up with my crush on Molly and I've stopped playing the game. Gee, from a guy of some kind of intelligence to a one-note Molly fan, that's sad … but no longer. I think I'm going to put any romantic feelings I have to the side for the rest of my time in the game and just focus on getting through the competition. I'll never get to do this again, so I should make the most of it! (Oliver winces). Still, I really need some insulin … it's starting to hurt a little bit.

Winter: I think it might be wise to ask Edgar's former team mates what he was like; I think I know a certain country boy who I'll be talking to after the challenge. Perhaps it's nothing … but it's equally likely to be something; Edgar did act a bit suspiciously and Vinsun's warning was quite serious.


(Gruesome Gloworms)


The Gruesome Glow-worms were in a brewing room that was a copy of the one the Fearsome Fireflies were in. Currently the team was trying to decide who would be most suitable to lead them in the challenge … but since none of them had actually drunk alcohol before or even made it, this was proving to be a tad difficult.

"So, does anyone here know anything about making beer? Or indeed anything alcoholic?" Asked Emily. "I may be good with computers, but when it comes to anything involving kitchen skill I'm really not that good. Mum never even lets me make fairy cakes without supervision."

"It's the same with me; mama never lets me near the stove by myself. She says I'd burn the house down … probably true come to think of it." Mused Ramona. "Mama dreads the day I'm old enough to drink."

"Why?" Asked Craig curiously.

"… Do I look like a responsible person to you?" Asked Ramona. "I'd probably get wasted and kiss a girl, or worse a stop sign."

"I wonder what being drunk is like." Pondered Craig. "Maybe in the name of science we should find out?"

"Not a good idea." Said Amy firmly. "One time my family was holding a party for everyone else on the estate and, well, some of the teenagers found daddy's cabinet of rare and special drinks that I'm not allowed within ten feet of. Long story short, they got smashed … and a little scary. Me and Harriet hid in the closet; we even let Alexis join us, but only because she said the teens were going to play 'pin the tail on the Alexis'. I mean, Alexis may have done a horrid thing to me in the past, but I don't want her left to the mercy of drunken teenagers."

"Sounds like quite the party." Noted Vinsun.

"It was, and for all the wrong reasons." Groaned Amy.

"What exactly did Alexis do to you that was 'horrid'? Did she do something like steal your make up or spread a rumour?" Asked Ling. "From what little I know about upper class living, the conflicts can be petty."

"Believe me, it was not petty." Mumbled Amy. "I only trust Gareth enough to tell; as for the rest of you I won't say."

"Ok then, that's fine." Nodded Pablo. "So, anyone know anything about beer? You'd think with me being as rich as I am that I'd be able to make wine or some kind of fancy cocktail."

"How rich are you?" Asked Amy curiously. "I bet I'm richer."

"Does it matter?" Asked Gareth.

"It's a matter of pride to me; I like to know my rank of wealth in comparison to others." Stated Amy. "I like to be the Dark Star of the wealth ranking."

"… Dark Star? Is that a star that has black flames? I don't reckon that's possible." Blinked Vinsun.

"It was a joke; never mind, I'll explain later." Stated Amy. "So, how rich are you?"

"Well, personally I have a few million but the billions of dollars that is the Bones family fortune belongs to my parents." Replied Pablo. "At last count about a month ago I think it was something like two hundred and sixteen billion."

"Well the Dove family fortune is currently at two hundred and forty billion and rising steadily." Said Amy proudly.

"… Do you two even need the prize money?" Asked Craig with a raised eyebrow. "You're already super rich, why would you want to compete for a prize that's nothing compared to what you already have?"

"I wanted to make mummy and daddy proud and do something big all by myself … Cadvis also suggested I sign up to interact with more people." Stated Amy.

"… Ted talked me into it." Shrugged Pablo before going wide eyed. "… Wait a minute … Amy Dove … I remember you! I used to live on your estate but my family moved due to business and me wanting to mix with those who weren't rich; remember me?"

Amy's eyes widened in huge realisation.

"Pablo!" Squealed Amy in delight. "How did I not recognise you? Oh, it's been SO long! I haven't seen you in six years!"

"You two know each other?" Blinked Ling. "But you've been aware of each other's presence all through the competition."

"Well, six years can change a lot. Amy doesn't look like she used to." Explained Pablo. "When we were younger she didn't wear contacts and she was a bit-."

"Ok Pablo, they don't need to know about that." Said Amy quickly. "But ommigosh! It's so good to see you again! … Do you still remember the secret hand shake of the Gold Plated Twinkie Club?"

"Of course I do." Nodded Pablo. "Shall we?"

Amy nodded as she and Pablo approached each other; they then did a series of od movements such as touching palms, knuckle bumping, doing a chicken wing flap with their arms, a finger touch like in E.T and then a head bump which sent them both staggering backwards.

"Yep, you still remember it." Chuckled Amy.

"Gold plated Twinkie?" Giggled Emily. "I guess rich kids aren't above being silly."

"We were only little kids." Said Amy defensively. "Heh, I remember that 'fake wedding' we once had when we thought our parents were setting us up. Still, I've got a boyfriend now and it looks like you're gonna get somebody as well."

"Fake wedding?" Said Ling quietly. "Well, as interesting as all this is and as nice as catching up can be … we need to start making the beer. If we don't make it then we'll have to vote somebody off … and unless I'm mistaken, everyone who got sorted onto this time had their lover or crush put here with them."

"… Whoa, you're right." Blinked Craig. "That's spooky. Not to mention two old friends are on this team too along with their loved ones … Heh, imagine if this became a love square; back on the Sneaky Snails there was quite a bit of a love pentagon."

"Yeah, I had no idea girls would like me so much." Chuckled Vinsun. "Anyway, how about we make some beer? I know a good recipe my pa brews when we have a family get together. I haven't drunk it, but I've seen the effects it has on adults."

"Good idea Vinsun." Nodded Ramona. "Though I can't help but think this challenge is a tad illegal."

"Is that a bad thing?" Asked Craig.

"Did I say that? I love being a naughty girl! Let's break some rules!" Declared Ramona.

"Just remember basic kitchen safety." Requested Ling.

The tweens split off to get the ingredients together; as they did Ling walked up to Pablo.

"So … you and Amy had a pretend wedding? What was it like?" Asked Ling curiously.

"Oh, you know, everything a normal wedding entails; Amy found a wedding book in the library of her mansion." Stated Pablo. "Honestly though, I'm really surprised the Amy in this contest has been the same Amy I knew all those years ago … but maybe her attitude at the start of the contest stopped me from making the connection; if I'd been on her team I'd have probably recognised her sooner. So, shall we get brewing some beer?"

"… Sure." Nodded Ling while looking in thought.


(Airplane Confessional: Now THIS is an interesting development!)

Pablo: Amy was my best friend when I was little, but I moved away; after that I met Ted and the others in kindergarten … though I was only there for the last few weeks. I guess I was so busy with being a regular kid and Amy was busy being a pampered pink princess that we sort of … drifted apart. It's great that we're together again though, now we can catch up … and maybe I could get some romantic advice from Amy; she got Gareth without much trouble after all. And like when we were little, she's still richer than me … one of these days I'll be richer. (Pablo chuckles).

Amy: Ah yes, the 'pretend wedding' … boy is that an embarrassing memory, what with my dolls being the guests and my friend Harriet as the maid of honour. And before you ask, no, we didn't kiss. Back then we were both terrified of cooties. (Amy giggles). Of course, I've gotten over it and have learnt that kisses are very nice. It'll be nice to catch up with each other about what has happened through the years. This team switch is great; I've got my long lost BFF and my boyfriend both on the same team. … And it is such a relief I'm still the richest kid in the contest; it's kind of my 'thing'; if I'm not rich then what am I?

Craig: My sister Grace always said that beer is a bad drink and that I'm too young to even touch a bottle of it. We're only seven years apart; twelve isn't that much different from nineteen is it? On the rare occasions I've been to a bar, with my family, I'm only allowed cola … now would be a good chance to try beer. Then again, Amy thought it was bad and Grace says she doesn't want me hurt … so I guess I'll obey this time. Why do adults get to do all the fun stuff? Why do their game shows involve big cash prizes and serious challenge, like Catchphrase … but all the kids game shows involve slime which, honestly, is friggin gross! Do they really think kids are that easy to amuse? It makes the Kids Choice Awards unwatchable!

Ling: (She looks conflicted and a bit upset). Well, I guess now that Pablo's childhood best friend is here I've got no chance in getting closer to him. They had a 'pretend marriage' and did 'everything' … so, they kissed like the couple often does at a wedding, I thought I was Pablo's first kiss! No wonder it was so nice back in Paris, he's had practise… (Ling sighs sadly). The worst part is that we've already been on a proper date … and now it's all for nothing. I guess this is why I should have focused more on karate than romance. I guess it was fun while it lasted … the least I can do is tell Pablo I'm fine with it.

Gareth: It's always nice seeing Amy happy. Maybe Pablo can give me advice on being exactly what Amy deserves. And on the subject of the challenge, this isn't so bad. Just a matter of putting some ingredients in a cauldron and mixing them together. Grandpa likes his beer, though can't afford much … I think I know what he'll be spending his cut of the prize money on, if I manage to win.


(Mystic Moths)


The mystic moths had decided to set up all the ingredients before they chose a supervisor or the type of beer that they would make. After they set up the ingredients there was a moment of silence as the tweens looked amongst each other.

"So … what do we do first?" Asked Pandora.

"We need to make the best beer we can in order to get the patrons drunk." Stated Terrence. "I can't say I approve of the fact Chris is making children work with alcohol … but it is what it is."

"I agree, it's wrong." Muttered Lars. "Beer causes all the problems in the world."

There was a moment of silence as the tweens stared at Lars.

"What? Do I have something on my face? Or are you guys trying to be funny, because you're not." Said Lars with a frown.

"Nothing … it's just that, given how badly behaved and mean you are … I would have thought that you'd like the idea of making beer." Admitted Jarvis.

"You know what they say about assuming; it makes an ass out of you and me, but mostly you." Shrugged Lars. "You guys can do this challenge without me; I want zero part in anything involving booze."

"But then we'd be at a disadvantage, and this is an important challenge to win because the teams are all equal." Insisted Karrie.

"Too bad, you're not making me go against my principles." Said Lars without much care.

"What principles? You've been tormenting me since the start of the show; you don't have principles." Frowned Pandora.

"Of course I do, everyone does." Scoffed Lars.

"I thought evil people didn't." Shrugged Pandora.

Lars looked a little offended but before he could respond Jarvis spoke up.

"You always said we 'needed' you for challenges back when we were on the Rotten Roaches; not helping in the challenge isn't helping your case." Frowned Jarvis.

"He's right." Nodded Karrie.

Lars didn't respond; he just flipped Jarvis off and turned away.

"Well then … we may only have seven people as opposed to the eight on both the other teams, but if we work together we should be able to get by." Said Terrence. "So, perhaps we should just put a bit of everything into the mixture; but not too much so that we don't risk harming the patrons."

"Question; if they lost consciousness would that score us points?" Asked Ted.

"Ted, that's not very nice." Frowned Suki.

"I was only joking." Assured Ted. "So, when do we start? This challenge is gonna be awesome!"

"Excited?" Asked Karrie.

"You bet! I finally get to try some super cool beer!" Grinned Ted.

"No Ted, you can't try the beer; it's only for grown-ups. You could really do yourself damage." Said Suki firmly

"… Fine." Sighed Ted. "Can I at least have a little bit after the challenge? Just a little sip?"

"No Ted; you're only ten and your body can't handle it. It's the same with me; if I drank beer I'd be very unwell." Said Suki gently. "Trust me as your girlfriend; I'm just making sure you're safe."

"Ok then; so, shall we start?" Asked Ted.

"Yes; ok everyone, let's get making some beer." Nodded Terrence. "Oh, and Megan; you're being rather quiet. Something up?"

"Well … I just feel like the game is starting to become fun. Now that I don't have to put up with Craig and his perverted gross attitude anymore I feel ready to play hard and give the game my all." Explained Megan. "This team switch was a real miracle; it's worked out for me at least."

"Well it's good to hear that you're happy." Nodded Terrence with a smile. "So … do you know of any alien sightings in Germany?"

"Well, I hear that some German forests far from civilisation are filled with creatures called Red eyed Death Scorpions. If you light a fire in the woods then no matter how far away they are from you they'll come after you and end you. Even if they are miles away they will get you. They say if you are a person filled with hate, sorrow and bad emotions then another monster called the Nuuduma will cause you grave injury if you go into a forest anywhere in the world … but I don't think he exists; there aren't enough blurred photos of him." Stated Megan.

"… Well, I wasn't planning on sleeping this week anyway." Said Terrence simply.

"Why a blurred photo? Wouldn't a clear photo be better?" Asked Karrie.

"No; blurry ones get the most hype and are the most reliable." Stated Megan.


(Airplane Confessional: Seriously; why do blurred images get so much credibility?)

Lars: Beer … out of everything in the world that isn't that jackass driver who cashed into my dad it's beer that I hate the most. That driver … that stupid, awful, piece of shit driver … he was drunk out of his mind and driving at a high speed in a public road. I'm amazed nobody else got hurt … but why did my dad have to be the victim? I guess I can take comfort on the fact he's alive … but is living in a coma really a life? Seriously, where do those pricks get of insulting me? Maybe I could be nicer … bit if I let my guard down they'll attack and take me down. Trust nobody but yourself. … At least all of this has ensured I'll never have a hangover; I've heard they suck.

Karrie: A new team … this is quite nice; more people to become friends with. And honestly, I'm thankful I have somebody from my old team with me, and thankfully it's the guy who is helping me raise Frightful. Robbie is the father, but Terrence can be the uncle … does giving us family titles sound weird? It's probably silly, but ever since I was a little girl I've always liked the idea of having my own family … nowadays I'm more grounded in reality and I know that 'fairy tale endings' are quite hard to achieve; boys just don't wear armour or battle dragons anymore.

Ted: I don't want to ignore Suki … but I really want to try that beer. Maybe … maybe if I drink some in private nobody will know? This might be my only chance to taste it!

Jarvis: It's really good fortune that Pandora is still my team mate, though Lars is as well. Well, I'll just try and keep out of his way; I'd rather not get in a fight. My Mami and Pappy say that if you fight back against a bully then it makes you just as bad, and their words I shall obey. … And this challenge would be easier if my whole family didn't have a blanket ban on beer.

Megan: I think that Edgar is kinda doomed. I'd help him if I could, but I can't. So, now I'm alone on a new team … but this is quite good! There are some nice people on the team and bigger targets than me. I've even got a good strategy; I'll stay in the shadows and not get attention to myself. I'll get somebody on my side to keep me safe … and I'll throw challenges. My team has big strong boys on it as well as a medic; I'd not do well against them toe to toe … so I'll vote them out before it becomes a problem. What do you think? Smart strategy right? Ah, with Craig out of my hair I feel alive again … like I'm free of stress. Woohoo!


(Fearsome Fireflies)


About two hours had passed since the challenge had started and the Fireflies were finding that, in all actuality, the challenge wasn't really that hard. Making the wine mixture was really little more than putting the ingredients into the cauldron and stirring it. Several of the tweens were quick to take note of this.

"Gee, this challenge is really easy, I was hoping for something a little more … fun." Pouted Tony. "This is as boring as math … but not as hard."

"Yeah, I want to #bleep# have some fun! How is this fun? We can't even taste this stuff … then again, it smells kinda funky." Noted Bea.

"It's fine by me; the easy challenges are the best." Shrugged Edgar. "Why win epically when you can win easily?"

"Because easy victories tend to have a catch to them; if it's too good to be true it probably is." Shrugged Jethro. "Let's just hope none of the bar patrons are psycho criminals."

"Why do you say that? I mean, I don't want to be near a nasty criminal either, but that's kinda a random thing to say." Noted Oliver.

"It was a joke. We're making Holy Wine and if they're evil it'll burn them, like holy water on a vampire." Stated Jethro. "Forget it, it wasn't that funny anyway."

"I'm bored." Pouted Tony. "Can we do something fun?"

"Like kissing?" Suggested Winter.

"Not it!" Exclaimed Tony. "Bea can do it!"

"What? Why me?" Asked Bea in confusion.

"Honey and chocolate go good together." Explained Tony.

"He's right." Agreed Edgar.

"But … we're both girls." Said Winter uncomfortably.

"Please forgive Tony those who were not on our team yesterday; he doesn't see the difference between a boy and girl kissing and two girls kissing." Stated Benjamin. "If you two are going to kiss, kindly leave it till after the challenge. Honestly, I've already hit puberty and I'm not 'on the hunt', geez."

"Are you asexual?" Asked Oliver curiously.

"No, I like girls, but unlike many I am able to keep control over myself. It's part of being a human … being able to say screw you to your instincts." Said Benjamin. "Hey Molls, how long does this wine take to make?"

Molly didn't respond but seemed to be trying to figure out what he had said.

"Oh yeah, you're deaf, my bad." Recalled Benjamin. "Err … anybody know sign language?"

"Pablo does, but he's not on the team anymore. But that's not to mean we can't improvise." Said Oliver as he walked over to the wall and took a clock off it.

Oliver pointed at the caldron, then the clock and made a questioning gesture.

"Oh, well, the mixing doesn't take that long … but wine needs a long time to ferment and become nice tasting." Explained Molly. "To be honest, I don't see how this challenge will work since alcohol tends to take a while to properly make … I think I'll pray for the drinkers."

"I have to ask … what happens if you #bleep# drink bad alcohol?" Asked Bea. "I don't watch the PSA's about health since #bleep# they're kinda gross and they sometimes scare #bleep# me."

"Fear makes people listen and obey." Stated Edgar. "Why else do we obey authority? It's not to be good, just to keep out of trouble. Works wonders in a game like this as we saw with Heather's alliance back in season one."

"Leaders don't have to be intimidating and cruel." Stated Benjamin. "Honestly, nobody really gets that they have free will and it only takes a few votes to turn the tables on the 'bad guy'; why be cruel to your alliance, it'll only make them turn on you."

Molly looked over the wine mixture and nodded to herself.

"Ok guys, all we can be now is leave it to ferment … but I don't see how it'll be done in a day, let alone a few hours." Murmured Molly.

"Then let's hope the drinkers have got life insurance." Mused Jethro. "So, to bring things back to the original topic, weren't Bea and Winter going to kiss … or was it a joke? I'm autistic and I sometimes have difficulty understanding sarcasm."

"It's not gonna happen." Stated Bea.

"Why, am I not good enough?" Pouted Winter.

Bea raised an eyebrow while Winter giggled.

"Just teasing." Assured Winter.

"That doesn't really help #bleep# dispel the 'rumours' you know." Stated Bea. "Oliver, how are you holding #bleep# out? Vision getting fuzzy? Feeling #bleep# itchy? Hearing voices?"

"I only have difficulty seeing without my glasses, I've not got a rash and I don't have schizophrenia … so no. I feel sort of … in the limbo of dreading and feeling." Stated Oliver.

"What does that mean?" Asked Bea.

"In short, I'm really starting to feel the pain, but it's not reached its peak and I can suppress showing discomfort for a while." Said Oliver while fiddling with his glasses for a moment. "Well, I can take comfort in one thing, with my insulin gone … it can't get worse."

"Oh please tell me he didn't say the forbidden words." Groaned Benjamin.

"He did." Sighed Bea.

"What are the forbidden words? Are they swear words?" Asked Tony.

"No dummy, it's a figure of speech; nobody should say any variation of 'it can't get worse' or bad things will happen; what can go wrong will go wrong, like the team swap." Stated Edgar. "I assure you that fate is going to do something now that it has been tempted."

"That's just superstition." Stated Winter. "It's just coincidence; see, Oliver is fine."

Evidently Winter was incorrect to say this because no sooner had she finished her sentence Oliver let out a sound that seemed to be a mixture between a scream, a howl and a whimper before he collapsed to his knees. Molly quickly sprung to action and helped Oliver to his feet.

"Oliver! Are you ok?" Asked Molly in concern.

"Not really." Winced Oliver. "I need insulin … I need it."

"What are we gonna do? Oliver needs help!" Exclaimed Tony. "Winter, Benjy, you guys are smart! Do something!"

"I … I can't; I don't know anything about treating a diabetic. We need to find the insulin!" Exclaimed Winter. "Somebody has to go and look for it!"

"Who's it going to be?" Asked Jethro. "I don't even know what insulin looks like."

"It's … a box of tubes which contain the insulin formula; last I saw it … it was in my luggage." Wheezed Oliver. "Unless somebody threw it out the airlock … it should still be on the plane."

"Somebody needs to get it, but we can't all go or we might miss the challenge and end up losing." Groaned Jethro. "Any volunteers to look for it?"

There was a moment of silence before Edgar raised his hand.

"Sure, I'll try and look for it; people have told me that despite me having to wear glasses I have quite a sharp eye." Stated Edgar. "Can't make any guarentee's, but I'll do my best."

"Thank … you." Wheezed Oliver.

Edgar nodded and took off while the rest of the team looked amongst each other. Molly led Oliver over to a chair so he could sit down and then turned to the rest of the team.

"Does anyone have any ideas on what to do if Edgar can't find the insulin?" Asked Molly. "Just give me some sort of direction and I'll do it."

"Maybe we should make our own insulin." Suggested Tony. "We just made beer, how hard can making insulin be? It'll be as easy as borrowing a cup of sugar!"

"That's it! We can use sugar!" Exclaimed Winter. "It's not a perfect substitute, but if we get the amount right we might be able to keep Oliver comfortable until his insulin is found! Tony, you're a genius!"

"Aw shucks, it was nothing." Blushed Tony with a goofy chuckle. "So … do we need to inject it into Oliver?"

"Diabetes can be helped with … pills." Winced Oliver. "I could eat it like anything else … please hurry. Arrrgh…"

"You heard the boy, get some #bleep# sugar pronto!" Ordered Bea.

"Brown or white?" Asked Jethro.

"White." Requested Oliver.

"Can do." Nodded Jethro as he ran over to the shelves to find some sugar.

"I wonder who stole Oliver's insulin." Murmured Molly.

"First priority is getting my insulin back … oww." Winced Oliver.


(Airplane Confessional: Did Edgar do something nice? … I'm not buying it.)

Jethro: This is really annoying … why didn't I think of stealing Oliver's insulin? That'd get him back for taking out Zora, but somebody beat me to it. Only question is, who did it? Normally I'd be fine to just sit back and watch fate take its course … but Oliver is on my team and this could affect me! And hypnotism doesn't always work; if the target is exceptionally smart or has large amounts of willpower it could be overcome, not to mention how it never works on people with Heterochromia. Best I can do is just let fate take its course.

Tony: Poor Oliver! I think there's a big meanie on the loose!

Molly: I hope Oliver will be ok, I can only imagine the internal pain he's going through. If I find out who stole his insulin … sorry mummy and daddy, but I'll smash them with a frying pan!

Edgar: (He is holding a box of insulin tubes). I managed to find this inside a normal looking box in the cargo hold; how did I find it you ask? Well, you know what they say … the easiest problems to fix are those you created in the first place! (Edgar laughs and snorts like a pig). Originally I wanted to sabotage Oliver's team … but hey, this'll make me look good to my new teamies. As if I'd actually let Oliver get medivacked; this way he will owe me a favour if he doesn't get voted out … and if he does, not like anyone knows it was me. Heheheheh!


(Gruesome Glow-worms)


The tweens on the Glow-Worm team were, like the other teams, finding the challenge to be quite easy. Once the ingredients for the beer were mixed together there was little to do but make sure the mixture was kept clean and away from sabotage, though the latter concern mattered little since nobody wanted to sabotage their own team and they'd easily be able to catch members of an opposing team if they snuck in since there was just one door. Emily was looking over the alcoholic mixture with a thoughtful expression.

"So Vinsun … how confident are you that this will make the drinkers totally sozzled?" Asked Emily.

"Very confident; in my area a lot of the adults tend to drink and are used to it, yet it still affects them. Chances are that if they haven't tried this beer before they'll be totally out of it." Assured Vinsun. "I'm not one for stereotyping, but I think the stereotype of 'rednecks liking beer' is kinda true in a way … still not nice though."

"We're on Total Drama, it's all about stereotyping." Stated Gareth. "They assign us a label they think fits us based on auditions and pre show interviews; we just have to deal with what we get since we can't change it. Nobody was told anyone else's label, but for the record I'm the 'bug boy' which fits nicely."

"I'm the 'country boy'." Stated Vinsun. "What about you Emily?"

"… The 'off center silly'; I'd have rather been the 'computer wiz' or maybe the 'cheeky geek', sadly I was under the oath of the dare at the time." Sighed Emily. "Some of us have labels that really don't fit us."

"Like, totally!" Agreed Amy. "I was called the 'spoiled brat' which in retrospect is true, but it doesn't fit me now. See, this proves that stereotyping is wrong! Some people could be very upset if they get a label they find offensive!"

"Well, what we can be is not what we must be." Said Ramona while looking over all of the ingredients on the shelves. "I have the potential to be really naughty and a giant trouble maker … and I often am, but I don't have to be. We all have free will … and not like that movie with the killer whale, that brings back some embarrassing memories."

"What happened?" Asked Craig curiously.

"Long story short I imitated the movie at the local zoo and mama was mad at me." Said Ramona simply.

"Heh, that sounds awesome!" Grinned Craig. "That's my girl, always doing crazy awesome stuff!"

Ramona could only giggle.

"I've done more stuff than that; there was the time I ate an entire jar of olives on a dare … my tummy felt like crud after it, but it won my twenty dollars." Recalled Ramona.

"I wouldn't eat those things for hundred dollars." Gagged Craig.

"Better olives than marmite." Stated Emily with a shudder.

"Ma might? What might she do?" Asked Vinsun. "And would Pa not or something?"

"Good one." Giggled Emily.

"I'm not joking; I don't know what you meant." Stated Vinsun.

"It's a breakfast condiment generally put on toast; it's like the base breaker of foods since you either love it or hate it with no in-between." Explained Emily.

"I'll try anything once. Personally my most hated food is chilli beans." Admitted Vinsun. "But talking about foods we were forced to eat if we wanted dessert won't help us win the challenge. I've come to notice that many of us tend to get distracted easily."

"Hey look, an ant!" Noted Gareth.

"… Was that serious or a joke?" Blinked Vinsun.

"A joke." Stated Gareth.

"… Evidently I still need to work on mastering social interaction." Decided Vinsun. "I wouldn't want to say something really offensive without meaning to and get kicked off because of it."

"We're kids, it's practically an unwritten rule we'll say stupid stuff." Stated Craig. "Like the time back home when some orphans were asking for donations, like toys, and I asked why can't their parents buy them stuff. In my defence I did not know what the word 'orphan' actually meant; I assumed it was some kind of culture. Needless to say it, but I ended up stuffed in a dumpster."

"No offense Craig, but you kinda had that one coming." Stated Ling.

"That's kinda rude Ling." Frowned Ramona.

"Don't worry Ramona; she's right; I really should have known better. I may be one of the good guys now and a total expert on girls and romance … but I have a habit of doing dumb things. Grace says that common sense is something that is very uncommon in my actions." Chuckled Craig.

"If you're an expert on girls and love then I'd hate to know what a beginner is like." Giggled Emily jokingly.

"Maybe Edgar? On a scale of one to ten I'd give his chivalry a negative five." Stated Craig.

"Don't mention that monster; he ain't a nice guy, quite the opposite … he's a troglodyte." Frowned Vinsun.

"You did mention he did some horrid things to you and Emily." Recalled Ling. "What did he do specifically?"

"Nothing short of torture." Stated Emily.

"Well, at least you're not on his team now, right?" Said Pablo supportively.

"Good point." Nodded Vinsun.

"Exactly, Edgar's out of our hair and Megan is out of my hair too; best game twist ever!" Cheered Craig. "Now it's just my girlfriend, my best friend and a girl who is a good friend but not my girlfriend … and four new people too."

"It's indeed fortunate we all got put onto a team with at least one person we really get along with." Nodded Gareth. "Though that's not true for everyone; Jethro is the only person from the roaches to end up on his new team."

Amy looked like she was thinking of something, as though something big had just occurred to her. Amy then spoke up.

"Pablo, since we've been apart so long, maybe we should catch up a bit?" Suggested Amy. "I can give you a proper introduction to my boyfriend, and maybe you can properly introduce your girlfriend."

"Me and Ling aren't quite dating." Blushed Pablo.

"Maybe soon." Giggled Amy. "So, can we just go out of the room for a moment; privacy and all that. Oh, is it alright with you four snails if we take a quick break?"

"Not a problem." Assured Ramona. "We'll hold the fort till you get back, and I know how to protect a fort."

"Thanks." Smiled Amy as she led Gareth, Pablo and Ling out of the room and closed the door behind her.

After they had left Craig turned to Ramona.

"So, you have a fort?" Asked Craig.

"Who doesn't? It's like blogs, all the cool kids have them." Stated Ramona.

"She's right." Nodded Emily. "I have a fort and I'm cool … well, compared to my friends most people think I am, though personally I don't see the point of being 'cool'. I'd rather be hot since then boys will like me. Heehee!"

"Sounds like something Bonnie would say." Smiled Vinsun. "She left in a mighty fine blaze of glory."

"May Edgar's whiny moans over his lack of sweets be an everlasting tribute to her memory." Nodded Craig as he took of his hat in respect.

"… Craig, this isn't a funeral." Laughed Ramona.


(Airplane Confessional: Would a 'putting the FUN in Funeral' joke be inappropriate?)

Vinsun: (He is reading Craig's dating book).I'm wondering when I'll get the right moment to put this dating book Craig gave me to good use, it says timing is important. Well, apparently Step 1 is to 'make a good first impression and act like a true gentleman with things such as compliments, politeness and chivalry.' It warns to not come on too strong … but if 'coming on strong' is like how Craig used to be then I think I'll be fine in getting this one right.

Ramona: I feel like I've made a big milestone. Not just because I've outlasted sixteen other people, sadly including my best friend, but I've made it to a team switch. I feel proud of myself for making it this far! But … now the challenges are gonna get harder and harder; I hope we don't have to trek through murky swamp water at night; I really don't like swimming in the dark, it's scary. I hope everyone stays safe … except Edgar, he's a meanie! Hypocritical to want some safe and one not safe? Maybe, but to me it's justifiable. Though mama did say to me a lot of times that I should 'treat others as I'd like to be treated' … rules stink.

Emily: This new team is nice; we all work really well together with not too much conflict other than mild joking around with each other. I've got three good friends from my old team, but also four potential new friends. Amy seems pretty cool as thus Gareth; Pablo and Ling are quite nice too … maybe I should ask Ling about her chi reading; it's really interesting and I'd like to know more.


Outside the brewing room and a short distance down the hallway Amy had gathered Gareth, Pablo and Amy and was talking seriously.

"Ok, so, like, this new team is totes cool and all and you're all, like, really cool teamies." Began Amy. "But … I think we may have a problem, four problems in fact."

"You mean Craig, Ramona, Vinsun and Emily?" Asked Pablo.

"Exactly." Nodded Amy.

"Amy, that's rather rude; they're not 'problems'." Frowned Gareth.

"No, no, I didn't mean it in a mean way." Assured Amy.

"… Then how did you mean it?" Asked Gareth.

"Well, think about it. Me and you are both from the Rotten Roaches, and Pablo AND Ling are both from the Buzzing Bees. We don't have any people from the Spooky Spiders on this team … so, what's the only previous team they can be from?" Asked Amy. "The answer is the Sneaky Snails. What's to stop them grouping up and picking us off?"

"Would they do that?" Asked Pablo.

"I'm not certain … but it's possible. I'm not a genius or anything, but they have a child prodigy among them from what I've heard … so chances are that since I've noticed it then they might notice it as well. All they have to do is vote as a group and if we don't all vote together one of us goes no matter what. I don't wanna take the Drop of Shame! I don't, I don't, I don't!" Yelled Amy with a stomp of her foot before composing herself. "So … I was thinking, maybe we could try and vote for one of them the first time we lose; if we don't then we'll all be falling a few thousand feet. … and, do you have any idea how much that scares me?"

"I see." Agreed Pablo. "Truth be told it does sound kind of scary … but it's still mean to make the others take the Drop of Shame."

"… It's them or us." Said Gareth gravely. "It would appear that we … have no choice. Still, better jumping off a plane than being catapulted or flushed down a toilet right?"

"Flushed down a toilet? Ewwwww!" Gagged Amy. "What sicko would want to watch that?"

"There are some … weird people in the world." Stated Ling. "So … umm … we're allied then? I hope this isn't dishonourable."

"It's fine Ling." Assured Pablo. "We're just protecting each other; it's literally the only way. And it could be fun; we'll be our own little dream team. I've got you, a cool guy who can talk to bugs and my best friend from years ago."

"… Good point." Mumbled Ling. "So … what now?"

"We head back to the brewing room and pretend this never happened." Said Gareth calmly. "As far as they know, we haven't figured out our disadvantage yet … let's keep it like that."

"Good idea Gareth." Nodded Amy. "Daddy says the element of surprise is a big help; it should be on the periodic table if you ask me."


(Airplane Confessional: Can you blame them? Free fall isn't very nice…)

Gareth: There are times where blending in with a crowd won't protect you, and this is one of those times. Good thing Amy came up with an idea; this might have just saved both of us as well as Pablo and Ling. Amy is really smart when she's properly motivated … I guess the possibility of free fall was motivation enough. But if it was four votes either side … it'd be a tie; I wonder who they'd vote for…

Amy: It's like my mummy often says, I'm rich in dollars and even richer in sense.

Ling: I kinda have a bad feeling about this alliance … but maybe it'll be a good idea; I stay safe and so does Pablo. But … if he and Amy are in close contact, what if they fall in love again? I was going to let her have Pablo … but, maybe I'm overreacting. I should keep quiet for now and see what happens. Jumping to a conclusion isn't a good idea.


(Mystic Moths)


The Mystic Moths were working on their own alcoholic concoction, minus the chemical X. Lars was standing off to the side leaning against the wall with his arms crossed whilst crossing his arms; Terrence and Karrie approached him looking slightly frowny faced.

"Are you going to help us at all in this challenge?" Asked Karrie.

"Nope." Stated Lars.

"Soldier, if you don't help us today then I can guarantee you will be voted out." Warned Terrence.

"Not gonna happen; you guys need me for the physical challenges." Stated Lars.

"Do we? I kinda like our chances with Terrence more than you since he's stronger." Said Karrie calmly. "Besides, I'd rather not risk you refusing to do a challenge at some point in the future."

"If you vote me off you might put one of your friends in danger." Said Lars with a smirk.

"Are you threatening us with violence against a friend?" Growled Terrence.

"Nope; I simply mean that you're only ever as safe as the person lower than you in the totem; if I'm gone then the next lowest person, maybe Karrie for example, could be voted off next. I'm a life-line to whoever is rank seven of eight." Chuckled Lars. "Face it; you may hate me, and I accept that, but you need me regardless."

"You're lying, why would anybody want to vote Karrie off?" Asked Terrence with a glare.

"Want to take that risk?" Inquired Lars. "Besides, come the merge I might reveal some … interesting information nobody else knows."

"What is this information you speak of?" Inquired Terrence.

"You'll never know if you vote me out." Said Lars wryly. "So if I were you I'd just let me sit this one out; alcohol goes against my standards."

"You have standards?" Asked Karrie doubtfully.

"It depends if it's convenient for me." Stated Lars. "Either way you look at it I'm not the worst person here."

"Then who is the worst?" Asked Karrie suspiciously.

"You tell me." Chuckled Lars. "Anyway, enough talk, I'm getting out of this hellhole; if you need me I'll be somewhere that's not here."

"Make sure to come back for the judging; Chris might disqualify us if one of us isn't there." Called Pandora.

"Not my problem." Sneered Lars in reply as he left the room.

Terrence sighed to himself.

"He's a jerk." Muttered Terrence.

"Try putting up with him for over two weeks." Sighed Jarvis. "He got this far due to luck; in Antarctica Jade went crazy, in London Dil stole the girl's undies and in Spain Natasha's prosthetic broke."

"What about in Greece?" Asked Terrence.

"A mystery to me still; it was a close vote and Penny got booted. All I know is that Dil and Natasha somehow forgot who they voted for. Maybe I'll never understand how it happened; all I know is it was a very suspicious elimination." Frowned Jarvis. "Well, with nothing to go on I can't do much about it; heck, it could have even been somebody from a different team."

"True." Nodded Jarvis. "But is it the truth? Alas, what is possible and what is fact are both very different things."

"A good point." Agreed Terrence. "So, we're gonna vote for Lars if we lose, right? I think we can do without him, and besides … this so called 'interesting information' might not even exist."

"You make a good point Terrence. Lots of people tend to lie a lot in games like this." Mused Karrie. "Then again, two million dollars is a lot of money; with that much money I could do anything, maybe even go to the moon."

"I think that'd cost a tad more than two million." Chuckled Jarvis.

"Really? Well that's stupid." Pouted Karrie.

Meanwhile Megan was looking over the ingredients on the shelves; as she gazed at them she thought to herself about which of them would be the worst thing to put into her team's beer mixture.

"Hmm; what could I put in to make it really bad? If we lose this challenge we can be rid of Lars, or maybe a threat if he wins solo immunity … hmm … oh! Maybe that bottle of Oyster sauce; that'll be totally gross … not sure what it's doing here, but who cares?" Thought Megan to herself. "Good thing that Squalid Class isn't in play anymore; I can cope with third class for a while."

Megan discreetly grabbed the bottle of oyster sauce from the shelf and glanced over at the cauldron of beer; Pandora was on mixing duty, but Megan felt she would be able to distract her successfully. As Megan approached Pandora she could hear the paler girl seemingly talking to herself since she was unable to hear Bedlam.

"No, I'm not an idiot … they're my friends, they care about me … shut up, I'm not a waste … no, please leave me alone." Whispered Pandora quietly.

"Got a poltergeist in your head?" Asked Megan as she walked up.

"What?" Blinked Pandora.

"A poltergeist, they're ghosts that can possess things such as lamps and various types of furniture. Witness reports say they can possess humans as well, and sometimes they stay all warm and snug in your mind and occasionally talk to you in a rather tactless way." Stated Megan. "This is so cool! I know somebody who is possessed!"

"Quiet!" Whispered Pandora frantically. "I don't want this getting out … and it's not a poltergeist … and it's not cool at all."

"Well what else could it be?" Asked Megan.

"…" Pandora was silent.

Megan took this to mean Pandora did not know and so continued.

"A poltergeist has no solid or permanent form, so they tend to just inhabit something; that way they gain its powers … kinda like when Kirby sucks up an enemy. But like with every monster besides Slenderman, there is a way to get rid of it … two ways in fact. One way is to really hurt the object or person that is being possessed; that way the poltergeist will flee since if it is inside an object or creature when it is destroyed then it'll die too."

"I don't like that idea…" Murmured Pandora.

"Well, another method is a 'Magicant Exorcism'." Continued Megan cheerfully. "It involves you being sent into a dream-like trance and going into your own mind in a special place called 'Your Magicant' where you can personally remove it. Of course, you'd need a psychic to do this, and if there was one here then I would know by now."

"I see … well, thanks for the information, though I don't think it's a poltergeist; they don't exist." Murmured Pandora.

"Believe what you want; but the proof is there in barely audible recorded phone calls and really blurry pictures." Shrugged Megan. "Also, could I please take over stirring duty? I haven't had much to do so far in the challenge."

"Ok, go ahead." Nodded Pandora.

Pandora left to go and talk to Jarvis while Megan discreetly took the cap off the oyster sauce bottle and poured the contents into the mixture.

"I've got all the secrecy of a government agent; mum and dad would be proud." Giggled Megan.


(Airplane Confessional: Is it oysters or clams that make pearls? Choking on a pearl would kinda hurt…)

Lars: Come the merge I'm gonna sell Jethro out, or earlier if it's convenient for me. He's not on my team so is basically the enemy; and who's to say he won't hypnotise me? He's like the Casey Bat in Earthbound, more trouble than he's worth.

Terrence: I did wonder why Penny left instead of Lars … could there be a connection between that and the 'interesting information' Lars mentioned? Hmm … why do the villains have to know all the secrets? Seriously not fair. So, do I vote out Lars for peace of mind, or keep him around to learn what he knows? I can't wring it out of him though; it's not morally right and I think he'd be a tough nut to crack when it comes down to it.

Pandora: I am certain Bedlam is not a poltergeist; not only are they fictional, but I've never lost control of my own body, it's all in my mind. Nope, it's a tragic case of Schizophrenia. Still, when Megan mentioned the 'Magicant Exorcism' requiring a physic … I kinda remembered yesterday when I woke up and saw a spark come from Jarvis's finger … though I think I just imagined that, so this is kinda a pointless confessional. What else can I say? (Pandora thinks for a moment). I wonder what beer tastes like … though I kinda think I'm better off not knowing.

Megan: Like I said, throwing the challenge is a good idea; too many threats on the team you know? I can allow two or here victories, but a lot of the others must go. Still, Pandora being possessed by a poltergeist is super cool! I must find out more about this marvel of paranormalness!


A short while later all the stirring was done and the cauldron had been left unguarded as the tweens relaxed and conversed with each other; while this was going on Ted snuck towards the beer cauldron with a grin on his face and cup in one hand.

"Man, that beer looks good … smells kinda funky, but maybe it's one of those things that tastes different than the smell would suggest, like several types of soup." Pondered Ted. "Well, no point standing around, time to try some of this elusive stuff!"

Ted cheerfully scooped up a large amount of beer in his cup (since it was quite a large cup) and grinned to himself.

"With this I'm gonna be just like my big bro." Smiled Ted as he bought the cup to his lips and quickly drank the alcoholic drink.

However, after swallowing it Ted started to heavily cough and gag while dropping the cup to the ground where it smashed. This attracted the attention of the rest of the team, especially Suki.

"Ted! Are you alright?" Asked Suki in great concern as she ran over to her boyfriend and began heavily patting his back to help him cough up anything he was choking on.

"Ack! Oh geez, that was gross!" Gagged Ted. "Why did my *hic* bro say that beer is cool?"

There was a big silence.

"Did you drink beer Ted?" Asked Suki in a somewhat sweet but deadly voice.

Ted gulped and winced; not because his head was starting to ache, but because of the look Suki was giving him. If looks could kill then he'd be dead. She didn't look angry, but instead was disturbingly emotionless with very scary looking eyes and it was as if all the light around her disappeared and became black as an absence of light with an aura of terror-inducingness.

"Err … I don't know." Lied Ted.

"How can you not know?" Asked Terrence. "It's a yes or no question."

"Dude, not helping." Frowned Ted urgently.

"Sorry soldier." Apologized Terrence. "Though it was kinda dumb to drink wine."

"It was beer, not wine." Stated Ted before realising what he had said. "… Oops."

"Busted." Giggled Megan.

"Oh dear…" Mumbled Jarvis.

Suki looked quite mad and Ted knew he was in for the worst telling off of his life … after all, it was from his girlfriend which naturally added to the effect of the yelling.

"Ted, you're in big trouble!" Declared Suki in a tone of doctor level authority. "Alcoholic drinks are only for adults; people who are old enough to be responsible with them! You're only ten; your body is not able to properly cope with it yet! You could pass out, get a tummy ache, get a hangover or even go into a drunken lunatic routine and kiss a boy! Is being 'cool' worth risking your health over? What do you have to say for yourself!?"

Ted looked at his shoes and could only say one thing.

"… Would you *hic* like some too?" Offered Ted generously.

The silence was as deafening as a fog horn blasted into a mega-phone. Pandora quickly hid herself behind Jarvis.

"No I would not!" Exclaimed Suki. "Ted … you are grounded!"

There was another big silence as everyone processed what Suki had just said.

"Grounded? But … you're not *hic* my mum." Blinked Ted.

"Maybe not, but you drank the beer despite knowing how bad it would be to do so and you tried to lie to me about it. For putting your health in possible risk, ignoring well intentioned warnings and being a dummy you are grounded young man! After dinner you're going straight to bed with no dessert!" Frowned Suki in a tone of absolute finality akin to the judge from Ace Attorney.

"But Suki-." Ted tried to say before he was cut off.

"Don't 'but Suki' me young man! If I did what you did I'd take my punishment like a big girl; if you want to be manly then take your punishment like a man." Said Suk firmly, but in a fair tone too. "And let me tell you; if I were stronger than you and if you were to do this again I would smack your bottom!"

"You … you *hic* wouldn't!" Exclaimed Ted while taking a step back.

"I would, so try me!" Threatened Suki.

Everyone was completely silent for about half a minute before Karrie spoke up.

"Not sure if it's a bad time to mention this, but is anyone going to clean up the broken cup?" Inquired the red headed girl.

Before anyone could respond the intercom of the brewery building.

"Attention tweens, your time is up!" Announced Chris. "Everyone leave their respective brewing rooms; if you make any alterations to your alcohol now then you'll get your team disqualified. The interns will bottle your booze for you. This is gonna be good! Haha"

Chris hung up the intercom as Megan spoke up.

"Well, time to face judgment; let's hope at least one of us is happy with how well we do." Said Megan cheerfully.


(Airplane Confessional: When your girlfriend 'grounds' you then you know you've royally messed up.)

Suki: (Suki sighs regretfully).Ok … maybe I was a bit harsh … ok, I guess there's no 'maybe' about it. But still, alcohol can really hurt people and possibly send them along the 'Road to Ruin', the only street worse than Elm Street. (Suki shudders for a moment). I'm not so much mad at Ted for ignoring me as I am for him risking his health for 'coolness' and 'being macho'. My sister Yagura knows a guy who lives with an awful drunken room mate who could have been a nice guy, but became a bozo due to drinking a lot of beer. I don't want that to happen to Ted … hopefully I can talk sense into him; why does he worship his big brother so much? I mean, I really look up to Yagura and Megumi, but this goes past that. I'll ask him tomorrow; for now though he is grounded and I must not let my love for him distract me from what must be done.

Ted: (He looks a little woozy). That beer did not go down well … I'm feeling fuzzy inside and not in a warm way like when Suki kisses me. Oh man, I've really made her mad … and she grounded me. I could ignore her but … I don't want to risk anything worse than being grounded on TV… (Ted shudders). I hope she'll forgive me, if it's possible…

Megan: I guess it'll be Ted getting voted out today … him or Lars; either is fine by me. As long as it's not Pandora; I must study her poltergeist problem closely!


Soon enough the twenty three campers (Edgar was not there) were in the bar room of the brewery; it was set out to resemble the old arcade game 'Tapper', the first bar tending simulator ever seen in an Arcade, and each row of the bar had a flag on it, one for each team with their team logo on it. The interns were standing off to the side ready to watch the results of the challenge and a certain cynic had some snarky words about the challenge of the day.

"This challenge is something I can relate to; Chris was just a shmuck I was often tempted to just drink my problems away." Mused Noah. "And what better game to parody than Tapper? He's like Mario's bar tender cousin 'Drunkio' … and probably is when he's off the job."

Katie giggled in amusement.

"Good one Noah, I could never tire of that snark … it's, like, kinda mean sometimes but sometimes it's really funny. No wonder the fans love you!" Smiled Katie sweetly before scowling. "And they'd, like, better not punch your cheeks or anything because those cheeks are mine!"

"You're like the similar but totally opposite version of Sierra … and that's a compliment." Smirked Noah.

"Hey guys, what do you think Chris does when he isn't hosting Total Drama?" Asked Owen. "I bet he's an ice cream man!"

"I bet he's a pirate!" Cheered Izzy.

"I would bet money that he's a dangerous serial killer and we're his latest victims, eh." Stated Ezekiel flatly whilst glaring at Chris who had just entered the room holding a bottle of champagne.

"… Are you being serious?" Asked Bridgette uncertainly.

"Yes, and is it really unlikely?" Asked Ezekiel flatly while turning away. "I'm heading back to the plane; this challenge is ludicrous, eh."

As Ezekiel took his leave Chris began to speak as Noah walked towards 'center stage' to provide the usual sign language translation.

"Ok everyone, you've made your booze and now it's time to put it to the ultimate test … seeing how good it is at making adults feel hammered, though it seems like a certain Moth is looking a bit hammered already." Chuckled Chris while looking at Ted.

"Oh please tell me didn't…" Sighed Benjamin.

"Shut up Chris." Mumbled Ted.

"Ok everyone, here's how it's going to work. Thirty bar patrons are gonna be coming in here in just a moment, ten per team as I said earlier. They will each guzzle a large glass of your alcoholic drink; whichever team gets the most drinkers sozzled wins the challenge. Drunkeness can be tested by their reactions, like swaying, falling off their chairs or what they say. Normally it'd take a while to achieve this, so that's why the beer you made is being served right away, for maximum effect! Great idea huh?" Chuckled Chris.

"Just get on with it; I want to leave this country!" Scowled Lars.

"Fine, touchy." Muttered Chris. "So, did Oliver's insulin turn up?"

"Sadly ... not." Wheezed Oliver while clutching his side. "This is really hurting…"

"Tough break bra." Noted Chris. "Say, where's Edgar?"

"Right here!" Said a voice dramatically.

Everyone turned to see Edgar run into the room in a badass way … well, if badass means being somewhat short on breath and having rolls of gat jiggle like jelly that is. He was also holding a small box on insulin.

"I have got the goods." Stated Edgar as he quickly passed the insulin to Oliver. "No time for words; inject it into yourself first!"

Oliver quickly did as he was told and looked extremely relived once it was injected.

"Feeling better Oliver?" Asked Molly in concern.

"Yeah, you ok?" Asked Winter in equal concern.

"It'll take a little while for me to feel fully back to normal, but I'll be fine. Still, it's a good thing Tony came up with the idea of using sugar as an insulin substitute or I'd have been even worse off." Stated Oliver while looking at Tony with respect. "Thanks man."

"I just said what was on my mind." Said Tony modestly.

"And thank you Edgar; you really saved me from a lot of pain, and also possibly being medically taken from the game." Said Oliver in extreme gratefulness.

"It's what I do." Smiled Edgar.

Meanwhile Edgar's ex-team mates (bar Megan) looked really confused.

"What the heck … is this Edgar?" Blinked Emily.

"He's trying to look good for his new team and escape the beating he deserves." Scowled Vinsun with a firm adjustment of his hat.

"Ok, drama is cool and all, but we have to see what the results of the challenge will be because that's one of the most exciting parts of the episode!" Exclaimed Chris. "Ok, bring in the drinkers!"

Chef Hatchet moved over to the door whilst putting on some armour plating; several tweens took notice of this.

"Hey Chef, what's with the armour?" Asked Pablo.

"You'll see." Stated Chef as, with a gulp, he opened the door to the bar.

BAM!

Chef only managed to open it an inch before a swarm of thirty burly grown men practically launched themselves into the room, bowling over Chef Hatchet in the process, and quickly took seats at the bar rows.

"… Ow." Groaned Chef Hatchet.

"That has got to sting." Winced Amy.


(Airplane Confessional: Every cloud has a silver lining … and every Chaotic Evil villain has an ulterior motive.)

Molly: It's good to hear that Oliver is going to be ok … ok, I didn't hear it, but Noah's sign language told me what I needed to know. Still, Edgar was the hero here? I find that … slightly hard to believe … but the fact remains, he did find the insulin. What does this all mean?

Oliver: All I can say is that I feel SO lucky.

Emily: After how awful Edgar was to me and Vinsun I don't buy a single thing he says anymore. Even if he did find the insulin, he's not doing it to be nice, just to escape his well-deserved punishment. Well tow can play at that game! If he wants to look good then I'll make him look bad; scars take a while to heal sadly, but if Edgar's team see the marks on Vinsun then the reign of the Pig King will go totally blue screened!

Edgar: I waited outside until everyone was there and also for the perfect moment. Now my new team is going to like me and I can get a foothold back in the game; once I'm back on top I'm not gonna be knocked down. I'm making the most of my second chance and I'm never going to lose! Like I've said before, I'll never lose nor will I ever be beaten!


Soon enough the drinkers were ready to start drinking. The interns passed out the alcoholic drinks for the drinkers and all was silent for a moment.

"Begin!" Announced Chris.

The drinkers immediately picked up their drinks and glugged them down as fast as the speed of sound; a mere jiffy of a moment later the empty glasses were set down and were followed by several loud beer belches akin to Barney Gumble.

"… That was kinda anti-climatic." Noted Ramona.

"Ok everyone, let's see who's gonna react the most." Chuckled Chris.

There was a moment of silence before several of the drinkers for the Moths looked really ill and promptly all of them fell off their chairs. While that was going on some of the drinkers for the fireflies started to go cross eyed and hic a little bit and at the same time the drinkers for the Glow-worms started to sing a bit and go cross eyed.

"So, how long do we wait till the results are announced?" Asked Terrence.

"Simple … no time at all." Chuckled Chris. "I have an easy way to separate the drunky's from the sobers."

Chris took out a megaphone and spoke into it.

"Attention drinkers, I will give you all the massive sum of one dollar if you go and jump off a two story building!" Announced Chris.

Instantly several drinkers from the Fireflies and the Glow-Worms ran out of the building as quickly as they had entered whilst all of the drinkers for the Moths stayed where they were due to all being unconscious due to the awful alcohol.

"Ok then, I think we have our results!" Announced Chris. "The winners of the challenge, due to having knocked out every drinker that tasted their concoction are…

The Mystic Moths!"

The Moths cheered except for Ted who looked rather glum and Megan who looked stunned before quickly joining in with cheering in order to not look suspicious.

"And with three sober drinkers left as opposed to the loser's score of five that means that second place goes to…

The Gruesome Glow-Worms!" Announced Chris.

"Yeehaw!" Cheered Ramona as she and Craig hi-fived.

"We did it!" Cheered Amy.

"Good job team." Nodded Ling.

"And thus that means that the Fearsome Fireflies were far from Fearsome and were instead much more close to Feeble; as such they lose the challenge." Finished Chris.

Most of the Fireflies groaned in disappointment despite knowing the results the second Chris ended the challenge. Edgar however looked passive while Benjamin looked like he had a plan in mind.

"Well, you guys know the drill by now; you lost and so you have to kick off somebody … but luckily there is still solo immunity up for grabs, the team shuffling has left that twist intact." Stated Chris. "But first … time to mention another twist … two twists in fact!"

The tweens were silent whilst wondering what Chris was going to say.

"Moths and Glow-Works … after the solo elimination challenge it'll be time for one of you to pick your least favourite team mate who will be … Stranded in Squalid!" Exclaimed Chris. "And after that, the winning Firefly has a choice to make. Find out what it is when we return to Total Drama Tween Tour!"


(Airplane Confessional: This'll be as twisty as Tweenabet Tilly!)

Benjamin: Ok, we've lost the first challenge in, shall we say, 'Act two' … but that's ok in my opinion; I have three good friends on the team. If we all vote together we'll have a tie at worst. If somebody else casts a stray vote, or even joins us … then maybe we can talk control and I can rest easy for a few days; having my mother's morality hanging over my head is really a lot more upsetting than I'm letting on. Still, what twists is Chris talking about? I hope it's not gonna ruin everything for me… (Benjamin shivers a little).

Amy: Stranded in Squalid? That can only mean being stuck in that icky, yucky, nasty place full of bugs and the smell of old hiking boots! I don't wanna go to Squalid Class! I don't, I don't, I DON'T!

Lars: Nice! We won! … But they try and use the twist against me I'm gonna be mad!

Megan: How is this possible? I tried to throw the challenge and we ended up winning! … Well, at least I beat Craig. I can just throw the challenge properly next time.

Pandora: Bedlam was really going at me in the challenge; First Class should make things better … hopefully I won't fall afoul of the twist…


Next Time: New twists are revealed, one tween must make a big decision, strategy runs rampant before the vote and somebody gets voted out.