Chris stood in the middle of a ginormous, red circus tent, one which had a massive trampoline in the center of it at the moment. He checked things off on his clipboard while Chef bounced up and down on the trampoline, trying to juggle a set of bowling pins. The host noticed how well a job his co-host was doing, and threw a pen at him, hitting him right in the groin and causing him to drop the bowling pins that he was juggling, which in turn had them falling on his head. Chris snickered while Chef groaned in pain, eventually tossing his clipboard off to the side to face the camera with his winning smile.
"Last time, on Total Drama: Lost City!" Chef could be heard groaning even louder in the background, annoying Chris. "Oh my God, you're such an attention hog, you know that! Shuuuuuuush! I'm trying to do an intro! Anyways, last time on Total Drama: Lost City things were getting super dicey with the Cosmic Crabs already down three members, while the Atomic Sharks hadn't lost a single challenge. Liz discovered how to make some special lock-on bullet thing, which she, of course, used to terrorize the rest of the residents of lil' ol' Atlantis. Zachary got spat at by a big monster, that was pretty neat, but then he buried the loogie in the ground like some sort of freak. Wonder what he's up to with that. Anywho, after some nasty co-host knocked me out, I was completely out of commission for the challenge, which was a disco dance off in our jellyfish-shaped building. Each team had to elect three dancers for their team to go as funky as they could on the dance floor, and we ended up with the dancers as Dusty, Alex, and Damien for the Atomic Sharks, while the Cosmic Crabs picked Natt, Flint, and Luna. Grave mistakes, cause none of those kids can dance in the slightest! At least when it comes to disco, that is. Liz was being a sneaky little snake, as she does, and hid in the vents, firing her special ammo at the Sharks while they danced, but when Dusty got too funky for her to handle, she ended up wasting all of it just to knock her pants down. Oh, and then she got pummeled for it. In the end of it all, the Sharks disappointed Chef the most, but in a surprise twist, he had the Crabs blindly vote to add a member of the Sharks to their team, which ended up being Dusty! What will happen now that Liz and Dusty are on the same team? Who will manage to win this next challenge? Find out, right now, on Total Drama: Lost City!"
The camera hovered over an ocean, quickly descending beneath the water and happening upon Atlantis, zooming in on the wreck of the Chris space station, where the host himself was on his knees, sad that there was an asteroid in his face, while Poseidon patted him on the shoulder and Amphitrite sighed in annoyance.
"Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine," the camera quickly shifted over to the carnival zone in Atlantis, showing Natt and Anne on a large Ferris wheel, enjoying their time together until it suddenly fell out of place and rolled away.
"You guys are on my mind," down at the controls, Zachary and Amelia were revealed to be messing with them, laughing maniacally until Vicente came over and bonked both of them on the head with plastic baseball bats.
"You asked me what I wanted to be and I think the answer's plain to see," in one of the carnival tents, March and Luna watched Benjamin in awe as he rode a unicycle while bouncing on a trampoline, juggling bowling pins, and holding a torch with his teeth.
"I wanna be famous!" Tony tossed a frisbee at the wheel, causing Benjamin to fall on top of an unsuspecting Bonnie, and the torch to set his shirt on fire before the bowling pins landed on his head, which caused Liz to give him a thumbs up with an evil grin on her face.
"I wanna live close to the sun," out in the ocean, Alex was in his diving suit, trying to catch a sea monkey, but failing utterly, just like he had when it was a space monkey, while Dusty shook her head in disappointment, lassoing the creature back to them, but catching Jett instead.
"So pack your bags, cause I've already won," on the seafloor, Archie studied a squid closely until it shot ink all over his helmet's glass shield, which made Jianne giggle a little bit before wiping it off.
"Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day," not too far from where the two were, Damien and Gretchen ran away from a massive shark, which knocked them off to the side, showing that it was swimming away from Flint, who was throwing rocks at it while Alexis chased after him.
"I wanna be famous!" the camera switched gears to show a submarine, with arcade-esque machines in it that Taylor and Crustacean were fighting over.
"Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na," zooming into a "pod" of sorts near the arcade games, a virtual world that was full of immaculate fantasy aspects and monsters was shown.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" Nicolás, dressed as a knight, was running in fear as blasts of dark energy were tossed at the ground behind him, each blast destroying part of the ground.
"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" the camera revealed Thomas, in dark mage garb, as the source of the blasts, floating in the sky and laughing maniacally until Maggie, dressed as a witch, flew over to him on her broom and tackled him to the ground, making out with him before he blasted the camera with one of the energy balls.
Afterwards, the whole group was seen on a nautically themed aftermath stage, which Sebastian and Haley were at the center of, glaring at each other while all of the contestants, accompanied by Maggie, who was hugging Thomas tightly, whistled.
Benjamin cracked his knuckles, one by one, while he stood outside of the Atomic Sharks' dorms. When he got to the missing finger on his right hand, he held his hand up to his face, almost confused by it being missing. He tugged at the nub a bit, trying to pull it back out, only for nothing to come of it. Then, Damien came out from the door, messing his hair up with his hands to get it into the style that he wore usually.
"Hey, Ben, this is where you've been? Me and the other guys were confused when you weren't in the room this morning." Damien stretched his arms out and let out a yawn, having only just woken up pretty recently.
"Oh, yeah, I come out here sometimes when I'm thinking too much. Those thoughts about the perspective of our place in the universe can really get invasive and they make me start questioning the meaning of everything." Benjamin nodded his head at Damien, who could only slightly open his mouth in shock. "But whenever I'm out here, I forget about that. I see some pretty fishy go splash and it makes me go 'wow!'" He looked up above the bubble, seeing a fish splashing about up there. "Wow!"
"A-ah, right," Damien cleared his throat, walking up to Benjamin and placing his hand on his shoulder. "Sometimes I forget how...uh...easily entertained you can be. Anyways, I was thinking the two of us could go try to get a headstart on breakfast this morning, eh? We gotta get some of the…'good' food while it's available."
"Oh, you're totally right! I'm starving, anyway." Benjamin started to march towards the cafeteria, Damien following close behind him. "Hey, Damien? Do you ever feel like you're forgetting about something that's like...kinda important?"
"Eh, sometimes, but if it doesn't end up coming back to me after a while, it can't really be that important, can it?"
"I guess not. Man, you always are so smart!" Benjamin let out an obnoxious laugh while he patted his friend on the back. "This is why you're the boss and I'm the burly, more handsome sidekick!"
"Gee, thanks," Damien rolled his eyes while the two of them kept on walking. The camera could only zoom in on the Atomic Sharks' building. It sat there, ominously, painted entirely with one primary color...red.
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"I dunno, it just seems to me like there is something that I should know, but it just isn't really clicking like it should. Think, Benjamin, think!" Benjamin scratched at his chin, soon noticing that there was a red bouncy ball sitting in the corner of the room. He gasped when he saw it, reaching over to snatch it up. "Another one for the collection! Man, don't ya just love bouncy balls? They're so much fun! I don't think I have one in this color, yet...that's kinda weird, but I have it now!"
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Dusty groaned as she got up in her new bed, looking around to see the other girls in her new rooming situation. Amelia was still fast asleep, snoring in a way that almost made her sound cute. Luna was just getting up as well, yawning as she jumped out of her bed, still in her pajamas. And then, there should've been Liz, although she seemed to be missing from her bed. Dusty raised an eyebrow as she looked around the room, only to look above her and notice that she switched to the bunk right above her, and was staring down at her with a creepy smile.
"What in tarnation are ya doin', little lady?" Dusty crossed her arms while she stood from her bed. "If yer gonna start scheming again, just know that I'm not gonna let ya screw me over no more."
"Oh, why ever would I wanna do something like that? We have a new teammate, clearly I would love nothing more than to have a good relationship with you, that's all." Liz kept on smiling as she hopped down from her bunk, booping Dusty on the nose with her finger. "I'm sure we can put the past behind us and do just great as a team."
"Yeah, right. Call it a flaw or whatever ya want, but I can hold a grudge against backstabbing little jerks that get their 'friends' eliminated for the sake of their greedy boyfriend." Dusty walked right past Liz, leaving the room to go to the restroom and wash her face. Liz, of course, followed after her, shutting the door to the restroom behind her as she entered. "What do ya want? Can't ya see I'm plenty busy right now?"
"Oh, I just don't think you quite understand your position here. You see, this team has been quite the hub for disaster, with all the arguments going on around here. I'm not sure most of us would take kindly to another person coming in to add to the tension. In fact, they might be rather...quick to eliminate such a threat. Do you get what I'm trying to tell you?" Liz grinned as she noticed Dusty glaring at her. "I'll take that as a yes!"
"Ya really are a dirty little snake, ya know that?" Dusty splashed the scientist with some water from the sink, smirking to herself. "But I'll play this little game of yers...I just gotta be a better teammate than yerself? That ain't a challenge at all."
"You don't know what you're in for, cowgirl. When the team kicks you off for causing issues again, I'll be laughing. Mark my words." Liz grumbled before leaving the bathroom and slamming the door shut behind her. Dusty could only roll her eyes at her again.
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"Man, I really can't stand that no-good scientist! Liz is just so...agh! She's my least favorite type of person: the kind that uses others for their own benefit!" Dusty scuffed her foot against the floor. "But I ain't gonna let her take me down this time around, no no. This time, it's gonna be her that bites the dust before me! Just like how it should've been last time!"
"Dusty thinks she can last long enough without causing drama? That's such a joke, I may even start laughing. We all know that she can hardly contain herself when she gets angry, so it's only a matter of time before she goes bye bye." Liz snickered to herself, which devolved into an evil cackle.
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Vicente sat in the hallway of the Sharks' dorms, sighing as the girls from the team walked past him and left the building. Having just lost Dusty from the team was a bummer for him, considering how close the two were getting. Anne plopped down on the ground next to him, patting him on the head. "You look so sad, buddy! Would it make you feel a bit better if I practiced some of my props on you?"
"I mean, I don't see how that would help me, exactly, but go ahead, I guess." Vicente sighed before looking over at Anne, his eyes widening as he saw that she was dumping a bag of dust all over the floor. "What...what are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm making you happy by making this place something you really like!" The comedian couldn't help but cough as some of the dust flew into her mouth. "Man, it sure is dusty in here, isn't it?" Anne giggled before tossing the empty bag into the trash can. "Doesn't the place feel more homey now?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, it's just messy in here now." Vicente blushed and looked away, trying to bury his face in his arms. "Just go skedaddle and hang out with Natt or something."
"Meh, alrighty, but even if I go and do that, that doesn't change the fact that you like Dus-" Anne was cut off by Vicente getting up and rushing back into the guys room, slamming the door behind him.
"Man, why is she prying so much? That's annoying-" Vicente turned around to see that Zachary was currently shirtless and drinking an entire two liter of cola. "Should I even ask what you're trying to do?"
"Isn't it super obvious? I'm indulging myself in a little of life's finer things! You know how often they let you drink this crap when you're an actor? 'Oh, no! You'll get too big if you drink that much sugar!'" Zachary let out a loud belch and tossed the empty two liter into a bin in the corner. "Besides, I'll get a sugar rush that'll surely help us during the next challenge!"
"You're gonna end up crashing, my guy."
"Nah, I don't crash like that, I'm just built different. You'll see, I'm gonna absolutely crush the next challenge, and then you're gonna be all sad when I'm popping off!" The actor snickered as he passed by Vicente, opening the door to leave the room.
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"Sometimes I get worried for Zach...but then I remember that he's Zach, and I stop worrying so much." Vicente shook his head in disapproval before letting out a sigh. "And then there's Anne...sweet girl, but man, she does love to be...well, annoying. I can live with it sometimes, but when she's bugging me about Dusty...erk."
"Vicente doesn't know nothing about nothing, he's just a big ol' boring baby!" Zachary let out another loud belch, shaking the camera violently. "There's absolutely not a chance in hell that I'm gonna crash in the middle of the challenge, doesn't he know who I am?"
"Vicente and Dusty sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Anne snickered to herself, "I do love some playful teasing, especially when I get to see Vicente get all flustered like that! I hope things end up working out for the two of them, so I'm totally gonna try to help 'em out!"
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"Attention, everybody!" Chris's voice came booming over the speakers, a bad sign for anybody that was still in the game. "If you could all come and meet me in the huge circus tent in west Atlantis, that would be awesome! Wouldn't ya know, there's gonna be a challenge there in thirty minutes! See you all soon!"
"Oh, great," Archie groaned as he stepped out of the Crabs' dorms, "Another fun challenge. Can't wait to see what nonsense Chris makes us partake in this time around."
"Man, are you always so doom and gloom?" Flint rolled his eyes as he passed the boy by, "You should learn how to have fun every once and a while, maybe you'd be more fun to be around."
"You're calling these challenges fun? If I can recall, you've been injured in...how many of them?" Archie grinned at the speedster, who shrugged his shoulders back at him.
"Hey, it's called 'no pain, no gain' for a reason. Besides, I'm out here living life to the fullest, can't say you seem to be doing the same thing." Flint rushed on ahead, leaving Archie to grumble to himself until Tony came up to him and patted him on the back.
"Easy there, grumbles, you don't wanna go and waste all your energy on being angry at a schmuck like Flint. Save it for the challenge, use the anger and smash the competition." Tony slammed his fist down into the palm of his hand, grinning evilly at the gesture.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. No need to get all heated over him while there's a challenge at hand and all that. Thanks, Tony."
"Hey, no need to thank me, it's what I do. And between you and me, the next time an elimination rolls around, we should probably vote to give him the-" Tony was swiftly cut off by Amelia tapping him on the shoulder and clearing her throat. "Er...I mean...nothing! Heh, forget I said anything."
"Eh?" Archie wasn't used to seeing Tony drop a point so easily. He looked over at Amelia, who was smiling innocently at the two of them. "Uh...well, alright, I guess." Archie kept walking on ahead, leaving Tony with Amelia. Her innocent smile quickly shifted to a malicious one.
"What gives, lady? I wasn't even gonna do anything that would affect Archie! You and I both know Flint is tough competition, and getting rid of him will help us all out!"
"I have higher targets on my priority list, here, and let's just say that I'm not all too fond of another alliance trying to eliminate people that I could easily get rid of later on." She patted the boy on the head, though he quickly slapped her hand away. "Besides, I think we all have much more to worry about when it comes to a contestant like...oh, I don't know...Liz."
"Don't you even dare, there ain't no way in hell that I'm gonna vote her off!"
"Of course, I didn't expect you to agree to that. But, you're far too powerful with both her and Archie at your side...I've got Luna, for sure, but two is still less than three...oh, but wait a moment! Remind me, which special little cowgirl just joined the team?" Tony gritted his teeth, only causing Amelia's devilish smile to grow wider. "It seems you know that we're truly at a standstill here. Though, I'm sure Natt, Nicolás, and Flint would all be eager to vote against you or Liz."
"That's how it's gonna be, then? Then what am I supposed to do? Just let myself get eliminated? Vote for my own girlfriend? No matter what you say, I still won't do it."
"Of course not, silly! Now...what I want you to do is simply to drive a wedge further and further between Archie and Flint!" Amelia cutely cocked her head to the side, though Tony wasn't sure what she would gain from that. "See? Quite simple, and it doesn't affect you in the slightest."
"I don't get it...but if it'll keep you and your obnoxious mouth shut, that's fine." Tony started to walk further on ahead, glaring back at her. "Just leave Liz alone, you hear me?"
"Loud and clear!"
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"I have no idea what game Amelia is trying to play right now, but I'm not for it. A wedge between Archie and Flint? How does that help her at all? Flint's not a part of either alliance, and I know as much as anyone else that getting rid of a neutral doesn't help anything." Tony sighed as he rubbed the back of his head. "Whatever, at least if I do this, it gives me some time to think of a good way to stop her from messing with me. I could build a larger alliance in secret, but that would mean I have to go to…" He gulped nervously, "Natt…"
"Tony really does make it too easy, it's a shock that he managed to outwit everybody in Space Station. All you need to do is go for a plan that others wouldn't think of all too much...I mean, why make two of the team's most popular players hate each other? Surely that won't divide the team at all!" Amelia couldn't help but snicker to herself, "Moron."
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The two teams met up in front of the enormous, red circus tent, seeing that Chris was elegantly dressed up as a ringmaster, with an appropriate whip in his hand. "Good morning, divers! Welcome to the one and only: Cirque D'Atlantis! Also known as the next setting for a challenge!"
"A circus in Atlantis? How do those two things even relate to each other, Chris?" Luna crossed her arms as she glared at the man, who shushed her up by throwing a box of popcorn at her.
"Don't worry about what relates to what! If we did a fishing challenge every single episode, it wouldn't be much of a show, would it? Moving on...today's challenge is a fun one for groups! Each of you is going to take turns doing acts for this circus in order to prove which team is truly a bunch of freakshows! From jumping on a trampoline to using a unicycle to jump through a flaming hoop, each of you is going to be put to the test in this one! That's right, there's no easy out here for any of you! Well, the Sharks have one extra teammate...so I guess that we can have the bozo duo work together on the trapeze act!" Chris pointed at Damien and Benjamin, both of which grinned at each other. "Now, why don't you all go on inside and look at our act list to see what each of you is gonna be doing? Remember, whoever does it better wins the point for their team! And the most points wins the challenge!"
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"Stupid Chris and his popcorn...now I've got all this disgusting butter in my hair! Hmph, I'm so sending him for my salon bill!" Luna grumbled to herself as she pulled popcorn out of her hair.
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Inside of the circus tent, the two teams were sitting on two separate sets of benches while Chris stood in the center of the ring, still dressed in his get-up. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! We're just about to kick off this circus with one of the classic faves! That's right! With your performers, Alex and Nicolás, we present to you...the world's strongest man competition!" The host gestured to the two boys, both of which were dressed up in leopard-print leotards as many dumbbells sat in front of them. Nicolás gulped nervously while Alex had a rather eager look on his face. "This challenge is quite simple and straightforward! There is a circuit of dumbbells that each of these circus freaks have to lift their way through, ranging from five pounds to one hundred pounds! The first of them to lift the last dumbbell will win the first point for their team! Are you two ready?"
"As ready as Ah'll ever be, Chrissy!" Alex cracked his knuckles and rolled his shoulders, still just as eager as before while Nicolás could only shiver, knowing that weights were the furthest thing from his forte.
"Alright then...on your marks...get set...lift!" Chris fired a starting pistol into the air, and the two boys were quick to reach down and grab the five pound dumbbell, neither of them having much issue with that one. They both set it back done as they finished, soon reaching over for the next step up, the ten pound dumbbell. Alex was able to lift it without much issue, while Nicolás took a bit more time to do so. "As we can see, Alex is pulling ahead pretty quickly! Is little Nicky even a man at this rate?"
"Come on, Nicolás! You can do this, man!" Natt shouted from his seat, standing and cupping his hands around his own mouth. "Nicolás! Nicolás!"
Tony quickly rose to stand next to Natt, cupping his own hands around his mouth, just like the former had. "Yeah, you can outlift that sap! Nicolás! Nicolás!" Natt raised an eyebrow at Tony, who shrugged his shoulders with a nervous grin. "W-what's wrong? Can't I cheer on my own teammate?"
"I've never taken you for much of the team player in the past, why the sudden change?"
"Ah, well, you know us money loving types always have that arc where we realize the error of our ways and learn to be better people and- hey, look! It's actually working!" Tony pointed over at Nicolás, whose face was entirely red, and drenched in sweat, though he had just pulled ahead of Alex, having lifted the fifty pound dumbbell and set it down while the adventurer was still stuck behind him.
"And it seems that some encouragement from his team has helped Nicolás overtake Alex! He's only got the seventy-five and the hundred pound dumbbells left, is this point already in the bag for the Crabs?" Alexis gasped from where she sat, looking around frantically for something she could use to help Alex out.
"Come on, we can't let the Crabs get the first point! That would be so humiliating! Think, Alexis, think! What can you do that'll slow Nicolás down a bit?" Alexis tapped her chin as she thought about what to do, soon noticing a piece of paper on the ground next to her. It was as if a lightbulb turned on above her head, and she was quick to fold the paper into a plane, discreetly throwing it towards the center of the ring. She grinned as it started flying towards Nicolás, only for it to suddenly change course and circle around Alex's head.
"Ah!? What the hey is this thing doing here?" He pulled his hand down from the dumbbell, trying to swipe it away before the fifty pound weight came down on him and the bar conked him right on the head. The crowd gasped as Alex crumbled to the ground, the dumbbell rolling off to the side just as Nicolás let out a heaving breath, lifting the one hundred pounder right over his head. He set it down on the ground as soon as he could, his face as red as could be.
"Well, well, well! It looks like an outside interference has caused Alex to quite literally drop what he was doing to knock himself out! The first point goes to the Cosmic Crabs!" Chris held Nicolás' arm up in victory, causing the Crabs to cheer while the Sharks rushed over to see Alex on the ground.
"Alex...you good, buddy?" Alexis sheepishly asked, as if she wasn't the very person that caused his little accident.
"Ah think Ah broke mah cranium…" Alex let out those words before literally fainting where he layed, leaving Alexis to sweat nervously.
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"What is wrong with me!?" Alexis held her hands over her face as she rubbed her eyes. "I keep hurting people, and this time, it was one of my own teammates! Is this what being like a villain feels like? Cause I hate this! How can people like Tony and Luna sleep at night, being like this?"
"I think I used up all of the muscle I had built up over my entire life to complete that challenge." Nicolás was still panting heavily, hunched over in his seat. "You know, my arms are sore, I honestly may throw up, and I can't see straight...but hearing my team cheering for me like that...that was just…" A small smile creeped up onto his face.
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Chris kept standing in the center of the ring while Bonnie rolled on by with a mop, mopping up some blood from the ground, all the while blowing kisses to Benjamin, who really didn't have much of a clue as to what that meant. When the intern finally finished mopping, she rushed over to the Sharks' bench, sitting right down next to the big guy and clinging onto his arm. "Alright, that first act was something quite phenomenal, wasn't it? For our next act, we've got another classic favorite! Everybody loves unicycle acts, but we all know that they're even better when you add a flaming hoop to the mix! We've got Anne against Liz in this goofy bout! Better place your bets now on how crispy they both turn out!"
Anne giggled to herself as she balanced herself on her unicycle, not even looking ahead at the flaming hoop that she was soon to meet with. "You know, it's been a while since I've been on a unicycle! Always been more of a bi-cycle kind of girl!"
"Oh, a joke about your own sexuality, so clever." Liz rolled her eyes at Anne before glancing over at her unicycle, which she hadn't climbed onto yet. "Let's see here...how does one ride one of these things, anyways? I mean, it should be simple science mixed with...rhythm, perhaps? A steady rhythm of moving both feet without stopping, yes, that should-"
"Hey! Miss Theorizes A Lot! If you don't mind, we've got some action to be getting to, and you being a boring science lady is getting in the way of that. So if you don't mind...unicyclists, get ready! Aaaaaand...go!" Chris fired his starting pistol again, and Liz quickly hopped onto her unicycle, though she struggled a good deal to keep her balance on the thing.
"You got this, babe!" Natt shouted from the seats, only to notice that Tony had his arms crossed and was glaring at him. "What?"
"Nothing, it's just that, cheering for the other team doesn't seem like something a good teammate would do, catch my drift?" Natt rolled his eyes at the greedy boy, who quickly remembered what he was trying to do. "Ah, but, I suppose if it is your girlfriend we're talking about, that would make perfect sense! Yeah, go, Anne!"
"What!?" Liz growled back at Tony, taking her eyes off of the road to glare at him, not noticing that she was cycling right past the ramp, and headed straight for the hoop. The Crabs gasped as she rolled right into it, her hair soon catching on fire while Anne gracefully hopped through her own hoop, landing like a professional would.
"You know, I would say that I'm a bit shocked about how this turned out and all, but considering the clown that Anne is, I'm really not. The Sharks get their first point and tie up the board!" The Sharks started to cheer loudly while Liz walked over to Tony, glaring into his soul while her hair was still ablaze.
"You're lucky that my hair has been blown up so many times that it adapted to have temperature resistance." Tony chuckled nervously before handing her a water bottle, which she could only dump back on him.
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"Agh, the things I do to secure an ally," Tony grumbled as his hair was completely soaked, and dripping all over the place. "I'm not gonna hear the end of it from that hot head later."
"Maybe I should light his scalp on fire and see how he likes it." Liz still had her arms crossed and her brow furrowed angrily while the flames on her head maintained a constant blaze.
"You know, having a challenge that's just a bunch of circus acts is so much fun! I mean, it's almost like I was made for this, right?" Anne giggled as she continued to balance herself on the unicycle, eventually sneezing and causing herself to fall head first in the confessional's bucket.
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Bonnie pulled the clip on a fire extinguisher, soon using it to put out the flames around the hoops while dressed up as a firefighter. She winked over at Benjamin when she finished putting them out, spraying some of the foam on her jacket. "Oh darn! My jacket is totally ruined! Oh well, guess I'll have to take it off." She shrugged before taking the jacket off, leaving her chest only covered by her white bra. She glanced back over at Benjamin while biting her lip seductively, only to see that he had left to use the restroom. She groaned before shoving the hoops out of the ring, cursing to herself.
"Two down, only seven more acts to go! This time around, we're gonna see who makes a better bearded lady between Gretchen and Luna! That's right, the two of them will each have to put on a fake beard...but what's this?" Chris held up two silver platters, revealing a bunch of tufts of hair on them. "Oh no! It looks like these beards went through the shredder! Using glue, you'll have to stick these to your faces to make the most convincing beard you possibly can!" The host tossed the two platters to the contestants, both of which caught it with one hand, as they each had tubes of glue in their other hands.
"This challenge is so vile, Chris," Luna stuck her tongue out at the host while Gretchen eyed over the hair with her eyes sparkling excitedly.
"Aw, this is the tits! I'm gonna look like a badass lumberjack when I get this on my face!" The rockstar grinned widely as she looked back at Chris. "Come on, host man! Let's get into it!"
"Alright, alright, gotta appreciate the enthusiasm here! Ladies, get ready to beard up...now!" He fired his pistol again, and the girls got to work. Luna looked down at the glue, squeezing a bit of it out onto her finger and shuddering as she felt it. She glanced over to see that Gretchen had already coated her face with glue, and was still chuckling like an all too excited goofball. She was sticking pieces of hair to her face as quick as Luna could count, and the model begrudgingly had to put some of the glue on her face.
"This is just too disgusting...Chris, you truly know no boundaries with your horrendous challenges." Luna started to put the fair on her face, wincing as she felt the scruffiness of it mixed with the sticky glue on her face.
Chris looked down at his watch, waiting as the time passed. "And time's up! Ladies, let's see how well those beards turned out!" Gretchen and Luna both stood up, the former striking a prideful pose as she showed off the glorious, lumberjack-esque beard that she had created. The model, on the other hand, was turned away from the audience, hiding her face in shame while everyone waited to see just what she had come up with. "Well, Luna, are you gonna keep us waiting all day?"
"Alright, alright!" Luna turned around, blushing as she showed that she had the patchiest excuse for a beard that any of the contestants had ever seen. Chris tried hard to hold back his laughter as she blushed even harder.
"Well, there ain't even a question here, the Shark's score another point! It's two to one, everybody!" Chris fell to the ground, no longer able to contain his laughter. Luna gritted her teeth and kicked the platter that was on the ground, quickly running to the restroom to scrub the beard off of her face.
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"I feel just like Paul Bunyun!" Gretchen boastfully laughed as she held her guitar like a woodcutting axe. "Man, this really makes me wanna go and chop down some trees!"
"Stupid challenge! Ugh!" Luna kicked the wall as hard as she could, still bearing a good deal of glue all over her face. "How am I supposed to get all of this glue off of my face, at this rate!? It's just stuck there and I can't do anything about it!"
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Bonnie swept up the beard clippings off of the ground while dressed up as a maid. She was bent over as she did, and she looked back over to see if Benjamin only to see that he was clapping his hands while he watched Damien doing some sort of simple card trick. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me!" She stood from the ground, throwing the little broom she had off to the side before stomping out of sight.
Chris looked over at Bonnie with an awkward whistle. "Man, I wonder what's got her all riled up, here? Anyways, we're moving on to the fourth act in this bizarro challenge! Everybody loves lion tamers, they're just so wicked cool! Well, unfortunately, the producers won't let me bring real lions onto this show, so we're gonna be stuck with some goats! But they're really angry goats, mind you! Dusty and Vicente will each be stuck in a cage with one of the goats, the first one to successfully tame theirs will score a point for their team."
"There is just no way you picked us out of coincidence," Vicente grumbled quietly to himself, his eyes widening as Anne slammed her face up against the cage's bars. "Ah!"
"No coincidence? Whatever could it be that you're alluding to, Vicente?" She grinned widely, but was soon kicked off to the side by the angry goat that was in the cage with the boy.
"Phew...thanks, goat du-" Vicente was cut off by the goat kicking him right in the gut, causing him to keel over and groan in pain.
"Man, this is already fun, and it hasn't even started!" Chris snickered to himself before aiming his pistol up towards the roof of the tent again. "Now, before Vicente gets killed, let's get things going! On your mark, get set, go!" He fired the gun, only causing the two goats to get even angrier than they were before. Vicente looked up to see that his goat was charging at him, and he could only scream as it kicked him in the head, knocking him back towards the cage's bars.
"What could Chris have done to you to make you this angry!?" The boy slowly pulled himself up from the ground, noticing that the goat was charging towards him again. He started to run around in circles, flailing his arms and screaming as he was chased after. Meanwhile, the goat in the cage with Dusty was exhaling steam from its nose, scuffing at the ground with it's hoof. The cowgirl didn't move a muscle as she stood in the dead center of the cage, glaring back at the goat. Without a second to waste, it started to charge after her, just like the other one had done to Vicente. As it came closer and closer, she suddenly raised the palm of her hand to hold it right in front of the goat's face, causing it to screech to a halt.
Soon, Dusty picked the creature up by its horns, staring it down with an unmatchable level of authority. "Listen here, and listen good, Mister Goat. You ain't gon' do nothing more in this little rage of yers, cause if ya dare try charging at me again, yer gonna be sorry. Do I make myself clear?" The goat's eyes widened and it nodded its head up and down rapidly before being set down on the ground by her. It shuffled off to the corner of the cage, crying loudly to itself while Dusty dusted her hands off.
"Man, remind me not to get on her bad side!" Chris opened the bars to Dusty's cage, allowing her to step out of it. "Dusty scores another point and gets the board tied up again for the Crabs!" The Crabs started to cheer while Dusty rushed over to Vicente's cage, opening the door and pulling the boy out of it, slamming it soon after. The goat charged into the bars, causing it to stumble back from the impact.
"Ya doing alright, boy? Ya look like you took a good knockin' from that goat." Vicente shook his head off, smiling and blushing as he looked at Dusty.
"You know, it was pretty rough, but I'm doing much better now." The two held hands as they smiled at each other, with Anne watching them from the sidelines with a grin on her face.
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"It's just so romantic! I mean, he looks at her the way that Natt looks at me! It's like a match made in heaven or whatever the saying is!" Anne squealed happily as she clapped her hands.
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Bonnie angrily swept up goat feces from the ground while she looked over to see that Benjamin was just now looking at her, after she put her regular clothes back on. He smiled and waved to her, as innocent as could be, while she tossed the broom and dustpan at him, storming off soon after, and leaving him quite confused. "Benjamin, my man, you really need to learn when to take a hint." Chris shook his head at the boy, who shrugged back at him. "But on with the more interesting part of the show, the challenge! Part five, the aforementioned trampolining bit! Zachary and Natt will have to bounce their butts off on a massive trampoline, doing whatever they can to try and knock the other contestant off. Ready to bounce, boys?"
Natt bounced lightly as he was on top of the trampoline, flashing a slight thumbs up to Chris, while Zachary smiled at his own reflection in a handheld mirror. "Why, yes, I am ready for my close-up!"
"Well, alright then! Three, two, one, have at 'em!" Chris fired the starting pistol again, and the two boys started to bounce towards each other while the crowd watched them. Natt was definitely the larger of the two, and he was able to bounce a good deal higher than Zachary, who was struggling to get more than three feet of air.
"Are you gonna come up here so we can try to push each other off, or are you just gonna be a little chicken down there?" Natt teased the actor, who suddenly seemed to be entirely out of it. "Uh...dude...you alright?"
"Too much sugar...gonna crash...I'm really gonna crash…" Zachary was slowing down a good deal, and his bounces got less and less higher. Natt shrugged as he noticed just how slow the boy was getting, and he started to weaken his own bounces. He hopped over to him, looking down as he almost slumped to the bottom of the trampoline.
"Gah, I told that bozo not to drink all that soda! I knew this was going to happen!" Vicente covered his eyes to avoid having to watch Zachary botch the challenge.
"Man, you really don't look good. I guess I could just toss you off the side lightly." Natt grabbed the actor by the hand, immediately regretting this as Zachary tightened his grip on him and grabbed his shoulder with his other hand.
"Or am I having a sugar rush, baby!?" Suddenly, the two of them started bouncing wildly all over the trampoline, to the point that it was hard to even keep eyes on them. Vicente uncovered his eyes, his jaw dropping as he saw the chaos that was erupting on the trampoline. "Bye bye to you, buckaroo!" Zachary let go of Natt in the middle of a jump, causing him to go flying back towards his own team. He crashed into the benches, and his teammates gasped at the sight.
"Man, that certainly was one wild K.O.! Zachary wins it and knocks the Sharks score up to three, back in the lead for them!" The actor slowly came off of the trampoline, dusting his hands off while he proudly approached Vicente with a grin.
"Don't even say it man," the reality show pro covered Zach's mouth with his hand before he could even talk to him.
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"Built different!" Zachary kissed his own bicep before winking at the camera.
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Chris looked between four different flashcards that he had at the ready, trying to see which one of them he should pull next. He shrugged as he decided on one and put his winning grin back on. "Alright, folks, we've only got four more acts, so you know things are getting pretty heated up! For our next act, we've got juggling, but not just any kind of juggling! Archie and Jianne will be juggling three bowling pins, whoever lasts the longest will get the next point for their team! You guys think you're up for a little bit of competition?"
"Up for competition? Psh, I was born for competition!" Jianne looked at the three bowling pins in front of her, scratching her chin while she tried to figure out how she was gonna win this. "Though I may not have been born for juggling."
"What's the matter, scared you're gonna lose?" Archie grinned at Jianne, though this only seemed to invoke her rage, as she grabbed the pins with a glare plastered on her face.
"Alright, you two, let's not get too crazy yet! You can start juggling...now!" Chris fired the starting pistol, signalling the two of them to get to their juggling act. Archie started off rather slow, trying to get a good pace of things as he tossed the pins up into the air, while Jianne started off as fast as she could go, still glaring at Archie. "Um...Jianne, you know, you may not wanna go that hard to boot. You're gonna end up getting yourself or someone else hurt."
"Your job is to observe, host! Not to judge me based on how I juggle!" Jianne huffed and puffed as she started juggling her pins even faster than before, her arms soon becoming a blur with how fast she was going. Chris and the standy contestants all backed up while she juggled, and Archie himself grew uneasy with how hectic she was being. "Who's scared to lose now, huh!?"
"H-hey, babe, it really wasn't something to be taken super serious, just a little friendly taunting…" Archie gulped, knowing that he could hardly keep up with her pace, and he slowed his juggling to a stop. "Look, you beat me, nice job. Uh...Jianne? You can stop now…"
"I'm not stopping with a weak victory like this! You keep juggling, now!" She spit her words at him, and he started to juggle again, though, soon enough, one of the pins flew out of her hands, striking him right in the gut and knocking him to the ground. She gasped and suddenly stopped juggling to rush over to him as he lay on the ground. Chris walked over to the two of them, shaking his head in disappointment.
"See, I told you to slow down. You win a fourth point for the Sharks and all, but was that really worth it?" Jianne hissed back at the host, who scrambled away in fear.
"A-are you okay, Archie?" She gulped nervously as she looked down at him.
"I'm fine...I'm- ooh!" He hunched over and held his stomach in pain. Jianne noticed that some of the other contestants were glaring at her, and she shrunk where she was sitting.
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"Jianne can really get competitive...is this what she's always going to be like?" Archie kept holding his stomach as she hunched over, a dilemma spinning in his head. "I don't…"
"Goddammit!" Jianned kicked the door before sitting down on the bucket, her eyes full of tears. She glanced over at the camera and sniffled, "What do you think you're looking at, bastard!?" She punched the camera, shutting it off.
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Chris whistled as he shuffled through the three remaining index cards, eventually landing on one of them and smirking at it. "Alrighty, we're back at it with this wacky challenge! The next act is none other than the tightrope walk that we all love so much! Beneath the tightrope, there is a pool full of crabs! If Tony and Tayllor don't wanna get snapped at by these wacko crabs, they have no choice but to cross the tightrope! The first one to cross will win the next point for their team! Need I remind the Crabs that they are currently sitting at two points to the Sharks' four?"
"You don't have to remind me, I got it," Tony grumbled down from the tall platform that he stood upon. He looked forth at the tightrope in front of him, gulping as he saw how long the walk to the other side was. "Ay caramba…"
"What's the matter, Tony the Phoney? You aren't afraid of heights are you?" Taylor took a swig from an unmarked glass bottle, blushing as she leered at Tony.
"Girl, are you sure you should be drinking while you're up here? I mean, aren't you the slightest bit worried that you might lose your balance and all?"
"Balance, schmalance, you dook for brains! I'll be juuuuuust fine! Start 'er up, Chris!"
"You got it, crazy lady! Here...we...go!" The host fired his pistol and the two contestants got to walking along the tightrope. Tony was going as slow as could be, while Taylor, on the other hand, was wobbling quickly across the rope.
"Seriously, Taylor, I think you need to slow down!" Tony tried to warn the girl, though she quickly turned around to glare at him.
"Who are you to tell me when I should be careful or not, huh!?" She took another big swig from her bottle, belching in protest.
"Uh...well, for starters, I'm actually on the tightrope."
"You're what now?" Taylor looked down below her, noticing that she wasn't standing on anything, and was instead just hovering above the pool. She glanced back up with fear in her eyes, holding up a sign that read, "Uh-Oh," before falling down into the pool and screaming as the crabs snapped at her.
"I tried to warn ya!" Tony snickered a bit as he kept on shuffling forwards, eventually reaching the platform on the other end and letting out a sigh of relief. "I can't believe I actually- oh...oh, no." Tony's celebration was cut short when he was shoved off of the platform by a still very angry Liz. He started screaming with Taylor as he landed in the pool, much to the scientist's delight.
"Welp, he ended up in the pool anyways, but it looks like Tony has brought the Crabs score up to three! Hurray for the crabs!" The host clapped his hands while the two performing contestants started to pull themselves out of the pool.
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"This crab is now my drinking buddy and his name is henceforth Stefan!" Taylor pointed to a crab that was pinching onto her cheek, squeaking as another crab latched onto her rear with its claw. "Hey! Maurice! Is this because you weren't invited to do shots with us? Pervert!"
"Gotta hand it to my lady, she sure knows how to get her paybac- yowch!" Tony leapt up, his head sticking into the ceiling, revealing that there was another crab sitting on the bucket.
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Chris only had two of his cards left, and he was holding them with one hand while pointing his finger between the two of them. He decided on one of them, tucking the last one back into his pocket. "The night is almost coming to a close, with only two acts left in our little circus! For our second-to-last event, we've got a real treat! We all love to watch people spit flames, don't we? Well, Amelia and Alexis are gonna be spitting flames to see who can reach the furthest with their blaze!"
Amelia held a lighter in her hand while she had a jug in the other, whistling innocently while she waited for Chris to kick off the challenge. Alexis inspected her lighter closely, feeling as if something was off about it, but eventually shrugging it off. "Ladies, be prepared to show us just how heated you can get. Ready...set...spit some fire!" Chris fired the pistol into the air, quickly backing away while the girls put their jugs to their lips.
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Amelia whistled as she emptied the lighter fluid out of the lighter that Alexis was given during the challenge. When it was empty, she closed it back up. "Whoops!"
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Alexis held the flammable liquid in her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she did so, and she picked her lighter up, holding it in front of her face. She flicked it a couple of times, though a flame never sparked out of it. She raised an eyebrow as she tried even harder to get it to light, though it seemed that it was all in vain, as it wasn't going. Amelia smiled over at her as she lit her own lighter while getting ready to spit the liquid at it. Alexis had to think fast, and she did. As soon as Amelia's flammable liquid lit up in the air, she spat her own through it, causing it to light up from the contact.
Amelia's eyes widened as she saw the massive blaze that was Alexis' flame, and she stumbled back onto the ground. Chris scratched his chin as he looked at the two flames. "You know, Alexis, using Amelia's flame when your own lighter was pretty clever. Gotta appreciate the quick thinking on your part."
"Well, thanks Chris!" Alexis blushed, smiling awkwardly as she rubbed the back of her head.
"However, the act was to spit your flames the farthest! And since yours was at an angle, Amelia's assuredly went further than yours...soooooo, the Crabs get themselves another point and tie the score up at four to four!"
"Yes!" Amelia shot up happily, while Alexis sat there in complete shock.
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"That Amelia certainly is a handful...messing with my lighter like that." Alexis tossed her empty lighter over her shoulder, crossing her arms while she glared at the camera. "But I won't be letting her sabotage me so easily next time around."
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Spotlights lit up the circus tent while Chris stood on a platform high in the air. On the left, there stood Damien and Benjamin, both of which looked as confident as could be. On the right, there was Flint, who was running in place, just roaring for some competition. "Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for has finally arrived! That's right, we're here with the final act, the grand trapeze! Flint will go toe to toe and toe against Benjamin and Damien, each trying to stay on as long as they can as they flip around from bar to bar! Are you guys ready to try and win this for your team?"
"As ready as I'll ever be, Chris!" Flint flashed a charming grin to the host before glaring over at the other two boys with an aura of pure competitiveness about him. "You two are going down!"
"Oh yeah? Well, you're going...up!" Benjamin tried to taunt the boy, only for Damien to shake his head at him. "Not a good one? Oh, well…"
"Okie dokie, boys, it's time...to trapeze!" He fired the pistol a final time, signalling the three boys to grab onto their trapeze bars and start swinging all around while the rest of their teams watched them. Damien smiled proudly at Benjamin while he watched him swing about happily.
"You know, Ben, I gotta hand it to you, I'm surprised you're being so calm right now!" The thespian shouted over to his friend, bounding from one bar to another.
"Huh? Why are you handing it to me? Of course I'm calm, what's there not to be calm about?" Benjamin leapt over to the bar that Damien was just on, hanging onto it with his feet.
"Oh, you know, you're afraid of the color red! And we're in a red tent and all, really proud that you've been able to hold your fear in for the challenge!" Benjamin's eyes widened as he looked around to see the absolute redness of the tent. "Not only that, but Flint has a red hoodie on right now!" The larger boy looked at Flint, gasping as he saw his hoodie. "And Dusty's got her red hair!" He looked down at Dusty, seeing her red hair gleaming in the light. "Really, that's so co-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Benjamin let out a blood curdling scream as he let go of the trapeze bar, falling down to the ground. He pointed at all sorts of red things, screaming wildly at each and everyone of them as he noticed just how red they were. Suddenly, Bonnie came out of the restroom with just a towel on, grinning as she tapped Benjamin on the shoulder.
"Oh, my! It looks like I just got out of the shower, and I'm not wearing anything under this towel! What a shame it would be if-" The intern was interrupted by Benjamin screaming at her red hair like a madman. He ran away from her, flailing his arms wildly as he did so. "Oh, come on! I give up!" She ripped her towel off, slamming it against the floor before heading towards the exit in her birthday suit. "If any of you need me, don't need me!"
The Sharks gasped as Benjamin went mad, ripping fabric from the tent like a caveman, eventually causing the entire tent to fall on top of everyone. All that could be heard underneath the fabric mess was another loud scream from the frightened boy.
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"R-red! Red everywhere!" Benjamin pulled the bouncy ball he collected earlier out of his pocket, screaming as he saw the color of it. He tossed it away, causing it to bounce all over the confessional before he ran out, still screaming.
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The Sharks gathered back in the fishbowl, a very sad tension in the air. Benjamin was curled up, in the fetal position, rocking himself back and forth while sucking on his thumb like a big baby. Damien could only watch his friend with sad eyes as he noticed the mess he was at the moment. Taylor, Jianne, and Zachary all had their angry gazes focused on the boy, with anything but nice words to say to him. Gretchen patted Benjamin on the back, trying her best to smile and look happy, although the events of the challenge made that a little difficult for her. Alex was still almost entirely out of it, from the dumbbell hitting him on the head, while Alexis whistled awkwardly, trying not to let anyone know it was her that did that. Then, there was Anne, who had a cheesy grin on her face while she leaned towards Vicente, who was blushing and looking away.
"Atomic Sharks! I'm so glad we're finally getting you guys in here!" Chris spoke up from his podium, where he was holding a platter with nine bags of fish flakes on it. "Truth be told, it's fun to see the Crabs get all panicky when they lose and have to vote out another person, but fresh faces are always good! So, here's the dealio, you guys went and botched the challenge today, which means you have to suffer the consequences and eliminate one of your beloved teammates! The votes are in, so I'm gonna start handing out these fish flakes to those of you who get to stay swimming with the school for another day. For the Shark that doesn't get a bag of flakes, you'll have to take the Water Slide of Shame down to the Submarine of Losers, and go bye bye from Atlantis! Now then, for our safe Sharks, we have...Alexis."
Chris tossed the first bag to Alexis, who sighed in relief as she caught it. "Well, that's quite the relief. For a moment, I thought you all had-...a-actually, scratch that! Thanks for not voting for me, team!"
"Way to be weird about it, dude. Anyways, also safe, we've got Anne and Vicente!" The host tossed out the next two bags of fish flakes, still with a grin on his face.
"Man, it sure is a good thing you get to stick around even longer to see the rest of the contestants longer, right Vicente?" Anne teased the boy, who waved her off as he caught his own bag of flakes.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, little clown." He tried his best not to look at her, as he was still blushing quite profusely.
"Ooo, secrets, me likey." Chris snickered to himself before grabbing another two bags. "We've also got Gretchen and Damien in the clear, tonight."
"Sweet...an empty victory…" Damien let out a sigh as he caught his bad, still upset about what had happened with Benjamin earlier.
"Yeah this...this still kinda blows," Gretchen caught her bag, the weak smile she had on slowly fading to a frown.
"Man, you guys are being such buzzkills right now!" Chris groaned loudly. "Imagine not being happy to have survived through an elimination ceremony. Whatever, also safe, we have Alex and Zachary."
"Haha! Of course, I would survive through the elimination, I simply am the best, after all!" Zachary beamed before the flakes hit him in the head, splattering all over his face in a colorful pattern. Alex, on the other hand, was still loopy, and his bag of flakes flew right over his head.
"And also safe tonight...Taylor!" Chris tossed the eighth bag of flakes to Taylor, who caught it with a smirk before aiming some finger guns at him. "Which just leaves Taylor and Benjamin!" The host grinned widely as he stared the two of them down. Jianne's eyes were wide out of shock, while Benjamin was still shaking like a big baby. "Jianne, you kinda...well, you threw a bowling pin at your super sensitive boyfriend. I think it hurt some feelings. And Benjamin, well, I dunno if I need to remind you that you completely destroyed the circus tent because of your weird fear of the color red. I mean, it's a shock you were able to live in the Atomic Sharks building for as long as you did...I mean, it's red, dude."
"It is!?" Benjamin let out a blood curdling scream while the rest of his team covered their ears. "Why did nobody tell me!?"
"You really aren't the sharpest tool in the shed, buddy. Anyways, the final bag of fish flakes of the night goes to…"
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"...Jianne!" Chris tossed the final bag of fish flakes over to Taylor.
"Yes!" Jianne stood up proudly and snatched the bag of flakes, sticking her tongue out at Benjamin.
"Benjamin, sorry dude, but the team doesn't need someone with your kind of strength going on a rampage everytime he sees a certain color." Chris patted the boy on the back as he stood from his seat.
"Man...I really let everyone down, didn't I?" Benjamin tried to smile back at Damien. "Sory, Damien, I really tried to do better than I did last season, but I guess I'm just a big dumb idiot that can't get anything right."
"Man, don't say that...you're not a big dumb idiot, you're my friend!" Damien stood from his own seat and rushed over to give the boy a hug, though Chris split the two of them up rather quickly.
"Ah, no wasting my time for emotional gushy nonsense. Benjamin, skedaddle on out of here already, would you?" Chris shooed the boy away, causing him to sadly shimmy towards the water slide and jump into it, screaming loudly as he spiraled down it. "Well, the teams are now neck and neck, each with nine contestants remaining! Who will be the next to take a tumble down this cramped little water tube? Find out, next time, on Total Drama: Lost City!"
Author's Notes:
*And the first member of the Sharks is actually voted out! I love Benjamin a whole bunch, so it kinda sucked to have to give him the boot here, but it will come to pass. Sorry this one took a while, I've been working one to ten pm pretty much every night for the past two weeks, so I have no time to write at all. Will try my best to be a little more consistent.
*Votes: Benjamin - Alexis, Alex, Zachary, Taylor, Jianne, Anne, Vicente; Jianne - Gretchen, Damien, Benjamin
*Placements: 22nd - Crustacean; 21st - Thomas; 20th - March; 19th - Benjamin