Nicky Haugh: Thank you!
N8han11: To each their own about the chosen cast, I guess. I was hoping to make the love triangle less grating and let the couple interact without Courtney hovering over their shoulders every second. The reason Courtney is not competing this time around is because of the butterfly effect. Little changes can lead to big changes overall.
SideshowJazz1: You're in for a fun time. And yeah, Sierra deserved better. All of the cast did.
AnonBrowser: My apologies about the love triangle. I should've worded that a bit differently since you are correct that it's mostly Duncan's fault.
WeirdAlfan101: Glad to hear you're cheering for Cody. We'll have to see if he has better luck later. I didn't want to include Courtney because she was making Gwen's experience worse than it already was, and I wanted to make the love triangle progression less grating for everyone.
Derick Lindsey: Yeah, Sierra could've been written better in canon. Also, making Owen the runner for his team would've been a very blatant sign he was up for elimination, so that's why I didn't have him do it. Believe me, I have plans for Gwuncan without Courtney around. Interesting predictions about the season. We'll have to see if you're right later.
Fear the Darkness Inside: Thanks for the review!
SilentSinger948: Yeah, I don't plan on flanderizing anybody. And yeah, Courtney is difficult to write, especially at this point in the TD timeline.
Phenomenal Excelsior: Glad to hear you're okay with most of the decisions I made regarding the cast for the TDAS season.
That British Guy: Yeah, it should be a good one.
Lowland Warrior: I replied to your review in a PM.
StarHeart Specials: Yeah, I just didn't have room for Dave and Sky in the story I wanted to tell. Picking up the losers is such a fun idea I couldn't leave it out. I hope you'll be interested in what happens next.
Joel Connell: Interesting thoughts about the season.
Fangren: Thanks for your thoughts about the TDAS cast. Interesting how you're looking forward to how Beardo develops. Yeah, Owen is more or less part of Team E-scope, so Izzy and Eva were chosen to pick him up.
Knight: To answer your questions, I have plans for filling in time leftover from the Mal plot. I can't answer your question about Gwuncan because that would be spoilers.
Overlord Exor: Thanks for the review. I'll say this much about Ezekiel, if someone had caught him quick enough after getting hurled with Shawn, he probably would've been cured by now. In this shape, Ezekiel is a slippery one to catch.
The Legendary Dragon Reaper: I think they're better off as friends.
Great Idea Alert: Glad to know you like what I'm doing with Sierra. To each their own about being a fan of hers.
As a reminder, my wish for this holiday season is for Cast Swap to receive a TVTropes page. If someone could make one, I'll be sure to give them a shout-out at the beginning of the next chapter following its creation.
Onto the story, where our remaining heroes and villains will be digging up statue pieces!
Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama, or anything in the franchise. I only own a couple Total Drama shirts and a season one DVD.
Episode 2- Evil Dread
The show started with a far shot of the island. "Last time on Total Drama All-Stars," Chris began to narrate, "I welcomed the all-stars to the newly decontaminated island." A clip of Owen jumping from the helicopter was shown. Then the cast was shown reaching the shore and separating into their teams, with Alejandro still in the robot. "Then it was heroes versus villains diving into shark-infested waters in search of the one key that would unlock the door to the all-new McLean spa hotel for winners only." Campers were shown diving underwater to grab a key, followed by shots of the hotel's interior, including a lounge with a massage table set up.
Sugar was shown clinging to the boulder, and Gwen and Scarlett were trying to pull her off. "Thanks to Sugar's refusal to let her make-up run, we learned that inside every robot beats the heart of a Spaniard. In this case, Alejandro!" The footage of the robot exploding and releasing Alejandro was replayed. "And while Alejandro might not hold the key to Heather's heart anymore, he did hold the key to the spa hotel. Victory went to the Vultures, and the Hamsters bid farewell to Owen via our newest and most humiliating mode of transportation- the Flush of Shame!" Owen was last seen spinning down the toilet bowl before the footage cut to Chris in the present.
"Who will be next to pop through the pooper?" Chris asked while standing on the dock. "Find out right now on Total Drama All-Stars!"
Na, I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous…
Cameras popped out of every nook and cranny, ready to film. A camera zoomed through the island like previously done in the Revenge of the Island intro. Chef was shown landing a helicopter with Chris in the passenger seat and the million dollar case in the host's arms. The camera reached the cliff, and dove into the water.
Sierra and Heather were shown in their swimwear, each pulling at one end of a wooden treasure chest. In the background, Sugar could be seen swimming away from Fang with an annoyed expression. For some reason, Owen appeared to be hanging onto Fang's tail in terror. The treasure chest popped open, revealing Cody and a couple of invincibility statues, and the reveal made Sierra and Heather stop fighting.
Na, I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous…
Up on the surface of the lake, everyone else was shown standing on rafts with fighting batons in their hands. The Vultures were on the left side with red batons, and the Hamsters were on the right side with yellow batons. Topher and Shawn were in front, followed by Scarlett and Sammy, then Alejandro and Beardo, and lastly Gwen and Duncan against Jasmine, who appeared able to take on both of them.
Topher appeared cocky at first going against Shawn, but quickly changed his tune once he and Shawn crossed batons, and the conspiracy nut had a determined frown on his face. Scarlett and Sammy were shown crossing batons next, both with a scowl on their faces and neither with any intention of letting up. Alejandro smugly crossed his baton with Beardo's, using only one hand, and Beardo used both hands while wearing a nervous look. Gwen and Duncan went at Jasmine the same time, and their determination faded to surprise when Jasmine managed to match them both with her baton by herself. Jasmine's confidence turned to shock when she noticed that one end of her baton was on fire.
The camera zoomed into the fire, pulling back as the fire faded away to show Shawn and Jasmine sitting at a bonfire. The pair leaned in to kiss, but Sierra popped up between them with her phone in hand. She snapped a picture, forcing them to lean away and blink away the camera's flash. The shot zoomed out to show the three of them and the rest of the cast, including Chris, at a bonfire along with a sign that read 'Total Drama All-Stars'.
Once the intro was over, the loser cabin was shown. A bird chirped as it flew past the camera. The camera zoomed in on the boys' side of the cabin when Cody could be heard moaning, signaling he had awoken for the day.
A cut inside the cabin showed Cody sitting up in his top bunk on the right side of the room, wearing a yellow night shirt that bore a black computer loading symbol. He stretched his arms. "The first night back wasn't so bad at all. Come to think of it, Owen didn't fart once…" Opening his eyes, he noticed that only he and Beardo were in the room. Across the room on the lower bunk, Beardo slept while making random sound effects in regular intervals. "Oh, right…" A mosquito in the room flew by his face, and he yelped, grabbing his pillow and swatting the mosquito against the wall closest to him. He watched as it dropped to the floor to make sure it was dead.
The scene flash transitioned into the girls' side of the cabin, where Sammy was sound asleep in a lower bunk on the left side of the room. The tanned hand of Sierra reached over, clutching her phone, and she snapped a picture. The flash from the camera was enough to startle Sammy awake.
"Agh! Sierra!" The cheerleader griped, looking over at her roommate.
Sierra sat dressed for the day on her bed across from her, typing away on her phone. "Hey, Sammy! I've updated the sleeping section of your picture gallery on my fan site. Whee," she giggled enthusiastically.
(Confessional- Sierra)
Still typing on her phone, Sierra made her confession. "I hate to break Chris's rules about smuggling in special items like my phone, but this is my chance to get exclusive interviews with the new players." She read out loud as she typed, "Sammy is sweeter in person, and Jasmine continues to live and breathe the outdoors." Finishing her typing, she addressed the camera again. "It's better this way. Last time, I had a teensy bit of a problem with Internet withdrawal. If it does end up getting taken away, at least I'll have a little while before the withdrawal kicks in again."
Sammy was out of bed now, but she continued to stare strangely at Sierra.
"Don't worry, I won't let Chris take you," Sierra cooed to her phone, holding it close.
"Room service, suckers!" The voice of Chef Hatchet chuckled, making Sammy look towards the door. A bucket full of gruel smashed a hole through the door, spilling slop everywhere.
"Agh! Chef!" Sammy complained in the same tone she had used with Sierra.
Chef poked his head through the hole and announced with his usual sinister smile, "Here's breakfast!"
"Thank you, Chef," Sierra thanked the cook while wearing a face full of gruel.
Sammy wiped the gruel off her own face, and said, "We have to go win the next challenge and get in that spa hotel." She gave Sierra a look of disgust as her roommate walked over to her, eating a handful of slop while offering a handful to her. Sammy politely waved off the offer. "No thanks."
The pair faced the door again as Jasmine opened the door, disregarding the hole in it. "Everyone alright?" The explorer inquired.
Shawn leaned in the doorway. "We heard screaming."
While Sammy and Sierra recounted what had just happened with Chef, the camera panned over to the spa hotel.
"Now this is how a host lives," Topher could be heard saying.
Topher was shown sitting at the right end of a long dining table in a luxurious-looking dining room with Gwen sitting opposite of him. He had a plate of toast and eggs in front of him accompanied with a glass of orange juice while Gwen had a stack of pancakes and a glass of orange juice.
"When I launch my hosting career, I'm going to have a place just like this," he continued to say. "Did you see that releasing of doves at five AM? That was a show in itself."
The butler came into the room and set down a stack of pancakes in the seat next to Topher's. Duncan arrived moments later and took the seat. Despite Duncan rejecting Topher's alliance offer the previous day, he seemed to agree about the hotel. "Yeah, this is the life. If we keep winning challenges, we can live like kings all season." He raised a glass of juice. "To villainy!" The delinquent and the wannabe host toasted to that, clinking their glasses together.
"Yeah… villainy…" Gwen mumbled to herself.
Duncan looked at his girlfriend. "S'up with you, dollface?"
Realizing she was being addressed, Gwen straightened up stiffly. "Oh nothing, just wondering how Sugar's doing on Boney Island."
Appropriately, the scene transitioned to the stormy day occurring on Boney Island. Lightning struck in the background as the camera panned down onto Sugar sitting next to a makeshift fire pit on the beach. On a stick held over the fire, she cooked a dead fish.
"Some reward this turned out to be," the pageant queen grumbled. "Searched all night for that stupid idol thingy and found squat. The only good thing here is the food." She pulled her cooking stick away from the fire, and gave her fish an experimental bite. "Mm, almost tastes like Momma's." A flying shadow passed over her, and she looked up to see one of Boney Island's native geese landing at her camp. "Oh no you don't," she warned the creature, "this one's mine."
The goose bit the tail of Sugar's fish, and tugged.
Sugar tugged the stick in her direction to try and get the fish away from the animal. "Hey, give it!" She then started a game of tug of war with the goose over the fish. As she pulled, she pointed a threatening finger in the bird's direction. "You're next on the menu, you hear me?"
Back at the spa hotel, Scarlett had joined her teammates for breakfast. The butler placed a plate of eggs in front of her seat.
"Given Sugar's rural background, I'm sure she found a means to sustain herself for one night." She poked her eggs with her fork and scooped up a bite. "To be honest, I'm rather concerned about how useful she'll be in the long term."
Topher conceded a nod at Scarlett's thought. "She did give up the game for a worthless diamond last time."
Duncan snorted at that. "I saw that. Dude, I could've conned somebody into buying that thing."
"And you would've gotten caught by the authorities, and ended up back in juvenile hall where you started," Scarlett retorted, eating a piece of her breakfast. She corrected herself once she swallowed. "Actually, you're no longer a minor, correct? You'd be in jail instead of juvenile hall; my mistake."
Duncan and Topher shared an annoyed look.
"Where are Heather and Alejandro?" Topher wondered, looking around for their two missing teammates.
Heather and Alejandro turned out to be in the lounge with the massage table shown in the episode's introduction. Heather sat in a lounge chair with her feet up on a footstool, and Alejandro laid face down on the table while the braces-wearing intern delivered chopping massages to his legs.
"Quit hogging the masseuse," Heather snapped, clearly waiting to have a turn she hadn't gotten yet.
Unable to look at her, Alejandro moved his arms to show he was responding to her. "I would, but the sensation of blood flowing through my legs again is frankly delightful. I don't think I'll be giving this up for a while."
Heather raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so you can finally move those twigs you call legs again?"
"I wouldn't call them twigs, but that's correct." Alejandro shifted position, lifting his head so he could look at her. Two gray strips covered his eyebrows. He also had a clean-shaven face and a haircut so his hair was restored to the length it usually was in the third season. "It took a lot of therapy and massages last night, but I'm able to use them again. The only thing the massages can't help me with is the fact that you never texted me to find out what happened after you shoved me down a volcano!"
Heather got up from her seat, and went over to point her finger in Alejandro's face. "It's not like you ever texted me." She paused, looking at him with surprise. "Are you getting your eyebrows waxed? Wow."
Alejandro boasted a smile. "They call it manscaping because it's very manly," he explained before returning to the subject at hand, "and I didn't text you because I was trapped in a robot suit!"
"Well," she attempted to respond, but found herself stuck with guilt. She didn't like feeling that, so she reached for his eyebrows to get out of the conversation. "Whatever!"
When she peeled one of the wax strips off, Alejandro let out a loud scream that rattled the hotel.
(Confessional- Heather)
The queen bee scoffed at the discussion she had with her teammate. "Please. He's just trying to make me feel guilt for something he thinks is my fault. Well, I'm not falling for him." Realizing her slip, she corrected. "It. Falling for it."
(Confessional- Alejandro)
Contrary to the heated conversation he just had with Heather, Alejandro was smiling in his first confessional he had since getting cleaned up. "I've never found Heather to be so radiant." He pulled at the tips of his freshly cut hair. "Her glossy locks, her perma-frown, the way the hair on her upper lip catches the light when she yells at me," he mused. For a moment, he imagined his crush, and then returned his attention to the camera. "Keep in mind that I was in a robot suit for a year," he reminded the audience.
The loudspeakers outside whirred to life as Chris made an announcement.
"Attention, campers! It's challenge time! Get your hineys down to the beach, pronto!" The host commanded.
Heather, Alejandro, and the intern all looked up at the announcement. Both of Alejandro's wax strips were off by this point.
Once the announcement was over, Heather glanced at her teammate. "You heard him. Let's get your masseuse-hogging butt down to the beach."
"Of course," Alejandro rose from the massage table while the intern wandered off to take care of another task. "You're free to use it next. That is, if we win and you're still here at the end of the day." He strode away in the intern's direction with a teasing smirk on his face.
She growled briefly before following him.
At the beach, the area was shown to be divided into two sections. The Hamsters stood on a yellow platform on the left side, and the Vultures stood on a red platform on the right. Up the dividing line, Chris stood in a tower overlooking the challenge site. Excluding Sugar, the rest of Gwen's teammates were already there when she climbed up.
Once Gwen was up, Duncan attempted to greet her, but she walked past him and stood at the other edge. He looked a little stunned at being ignored.
"Ooh, someone's invisible! Harsh," Chris teased, making Duncan try to look unbothered. The camera got a closer look at Chris, who was wearing sunglasses and the matching red beret and ascot from Total Drama Action. "TV relationships, are they ever a good idea?"
A boat horn got Chris's attention. Chef drove the Boat of Losers by the beach with Sugar in the back. When the boat started to pass the Vultures' platform, Chef activated a spring that launched her into the air. She fell onto the platform with an ungraceful flop.
"Any luck finding the invincibility statue?" Gwen asked since she was closest to the fallen camper.
Sugar stood, brushing dirt from her jeans. "No, the only thing I found was a stupid bird that tried to steal my dinner. I had it for dessert."
(Confessional- Alejandro)
"Sugar is disgusting," the charmer complained. "It's like someone went and found an even worse version of Owen. The only thing he's done that she hasn't is called me 'Al', and that's because she hasn't had a chance yet."
(Confessional- Scarlett)
"She claims she didn't find the idol," Scarlett said, "but she could be lying. In the case she isn't, I need to win this challenge and volunteer for exile."
"Bonjour, mes campers," Chris greeted the remaining cast and began to explain the challenge. "As some of you will recall our season three's 'Find and Build a Sculpture' debacle. Well, this time our interns have buried 3D puzzle pieces all over the beach." The camera panned across the Hamsters' side then the Vultures' side to emphasize Chris's point. "Seven pieces per team; find all your pieces and assemble them on your platform to recreate one of the landmarks visited on our world tour. First to finish wins."
While listening to Chris's instructions, Beardo raised a hand to his mouth to cover up a yawn.
"You okay, Beardo?" Sammy asked, glancing at him.
"Yeah, just a little sleepy still."
(Confessional- Beardo)
"That's part of the truth," Beardo stated, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's been a long while since I slept in those beds, so I had a hard time falling asleep. The other part is I'm still not sure if I should be here. Everyone else made more drama than I did; instead of making it, I stayed out of it."
The attention returned to Chris, who more instructions to give. "Since the Villainous Vultures won the first challenge, they get to dig with shovels. Incoming!" He gleefully cued.
Chef tossed a bunch of shovels from the back of the Boat of Losers at the cue. Heather yelped at the flying shovels. She closed her eyes, waiting for one to hit her, but Alejandro intercepted the one intended for her. He caught it with one hand, and then caught his own with the other. Duncan, Scarlett, and Topher all caught their shovels without worry. Gwen covered her face to avoid being hit, but Sugar caught the one in her path.
"I got one," Sugar stated brightly, but because she had caught the shovel with both hands, she couldn't catch the last one that ended up whacking her in the head. She fell back down in a daze, and Gwen cautiously uncovered her face at the noise. Seeing a shovel laying harmlessly at her feet, she picked it up while the remaining shovel stayed in Sugar's possession.
Beardo looked back and forth, and then stepped forward to speak for his team. "Wait, so we don't get shovels?" Still groggy, he tripped and fell off the platform in his attempt. "Oof!" Then the sand around the platform gave way, and he fell into a pit. "Augh!"
"And getting on and off your platforms will be challenging due to the moats," Chris added once the feature became clear. Scarlett knelt over the edge of her team's platform, and prodded the sand with her shovel. Just like the Hamsters' side, a moat formed around their platform. "That are filled with-"
"Crabs!" Beardo finished, cutting the host's speech. The human soundboard struggled to climb out of the moat with a number of crabs clinging to his suspenders and his hair. "Lots and lots of crabs!" He couldn't get a firm grip, and ended up falling back in.
Chris chuckled at Beardo's misfortune. "I don't know why, but it gets funnier every time."
Sugar jumped off her team's platform. "What're we waiting for? Momma needs a night in that spa hotel!" The moment she landed on the sand, a wooden board sprang up and slammed her into the moat. "Ah! Ouch!"
Scarlett smirked happily at Sugar's sounds of pain while Duncan, Alejandro, and Topher all winced at the various snaps.
"And you might want to watch out for booby traps in the sand," Chris added a second time.
While his teammates looked down at Beardo in concern, Shawn inquired, "What are we supposed to dig with?"
Chris shrugged, not apologetic at all. "Sorry. Shovels are for winners only. I guess you'll have to use your hands." He pulled out his air horn. "Your challenge begins now!" The air horn sounded its blare.
With the camera looking up from below, the Hamsters, sans Beardo, gathered in a team huddle.
"Alright," Shawn and Jasmine spoke at the same time, "we should-"
"Um, what are you doing?" Jasmine asked Shawn.
"I was just going to say since the platform is a circle, we should dig in rings around it. You?" Shawn answered.
"I was going to say we split up the area in sections and we each take one," Jasmine replied.
Sammy decided to act as a tiebreaker, and interjected, "Since our side isn't shaped like a circle, maybe we should go with Jasmine's idea."
"Sounds like a plan to me. Go, team!" Cody put his hand in the middle, quickly followed by Sierra, Sammy, and then Jasmine and Shawn.
"Go, team!" The others chorused.
"Alright, let's move!" Shawn called out afterwards.
(Confessional- Shawn)
"Jasmine and I are survivalists. It's kind of in our nature to take charge, and that makes problems when there are two of us like that," he told the camera filming him.
"What are you imbeciles doing?" Scarlett snarled in a close-up. The scene pulled back to show her team, excluding her and Heather, starting to dig in various spots on their side of the beach. "We can't just start digging in random places. We need to dig from the edges inward."
Standing beside her, Heather argued, "Oh yeah? What if all the pieces are closer to the platform? We need half the team digging close to the platform, and the other half further away." She looked to their digging team for support. "Right, guys?"
"You two quit yer bellyaching," Sugar snapped, "and start digging. We don't need no plan."
(Confessional- Sugar)
"Those two are as annoying as all heck. Why would you need a plan for digging?" Sugar snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "That's just stupid."
"Whee!" Sierra squealed, taking joy in the dig. The camera panned over her team, each member digging in their respective section. Each person was digging at a decent pace, though Beardo was working the slowest.
At his place, Cody was digging when he found a small mound of sand that seemed to contain a beeping red light. Against his better judgment, he pressed it, causing a small explosion underneath him that sent him flying back and a bunch of dirty clothes springing out of the ground, including what looked like Chef's usual shirt, apron, and hat. Oddly enough, the pile also contained a couple female garments. "Whoa!"
Chris chuckled from his station. "Ew! Chef's dirty laundry!" He pinched his nose teasingly. "Pret-tay stin-kay!"
Cody pulled a pair of purple underwear off his face. "Add this to my nightmares." Shuddering, he tossed the article away. At that point, he noticed a few little rocks that didn't look they were naturally scattered enough. Walking over, he got on his knees and dug for a few moments before a little bit of white stone came into view. "Hey, I think I found a piece!" He dug a bit more, and was soon able to pull out what looked like a statue's base.
Heather leaned in further as she argued, "Fine, we'll work in a circular motion towards the center."
"No," Scarlett retorted, leaning in as well. "That's a spiral. If we do that, we're still missing area that could potentially be hiding fragments of our statue."
Watching the argument from afar, Gwen rolled her eyes. "Some team."
Overhearing the goth girl, Heather said, "Exactly. A team without a leader is like a horse without a head, it just runs around blind."
"Uh, I'm pretty sure a horse without a head doesn't run anywhere," Gwen quipped in reply.
Scarlett nodded in agreement. "Affirmative. See, it's your inferior critical thinking that makes me a more viable candidate to be this team's leader."
"As if I'd let a big-headed nerd like you lead me."
"Tell you what? Let's do this diplomatically, and let the team decide. I think it's obvious who they would choose."
"Fine!"
"Sugar!" "Duncan!"
His shovel stuck in the sand, Alejandro leaned against the handle as he watched the two most volatile members of his team went at it. "Those two will never last on the same team," he said with a tone of amusement.
"Exactly." Topher walked over, carrying his shovel with him. "Which is why we need to get rid of one of them and fast."
"Really?" Alejandro turned to face the wannabe host. "And who would you eliminate?"
"Scarlett," Topher answered without hesitation. He looked around the area cautiously before continuing, "Look. I don't know what you saw while you were in that robot, but Scarlett is bad news. She's smarter than all of us, even you."
Alejandro raised an intrigued eyebrow. "Is that so?"
"Yeah. I'll tell you more later when we're alone, but can I count on you to vote out Scarlett if we lose tonight?"
The arch villain tapped his chin thoughtfully, and then adopted a sneaky grin. "Very well, you have my word. And then once she's gone, we go after Heather next? Agreed?"
Topher returned the grin. "Deal."
(Confessional- Topher)
"Yes!" The wannabe host pumped his fists. "I've finally got an alliance. I don't know why Al wants Heather gone, but as long as Scarlett is gone next, I don't care."
Scarlett stood before her teammates, who had been pulled away from their digging to be addressed. "Fellow Vultures, as you may have heard, Heather's intelligence is inadequate to lead our team. Therefore, I offer myself up as team captain."
"Puh-lease," Heather scoffed as her teammates looked in her direction, "if anyone is going to be team captain, it's going to be me." Attempting to put emphasis on the statement, she slammed her shovel down, only for it to make a loud clanging noise upon impact. Heather's eyes widened in happy surprise. "I found a piece. Case and point."
"That was sheer luck, and we can't coast by on that during the entire team phase," Scarlett excused while remaining where she was standing.
Heather walked over to the platform, carrying her piece she found. Stopping near the moat, she tossed the black piece up onto the platform with a strain of effort. "Of course we can't. You know, if you're going to keep making obvious statements like that, maybe you aren't smart enough to be team captain." She put on a smug smile, and closed her eyes haughtily.
Without warning, Scarlett ran over and shoved her into the moat. "Never question my intellect!"
Heather screamed as she fell into the moat. "Ow! Ouch!" She yelped as crabs started pinching her and jumping to attack her.
As Heather suffered an attack from the crabs, the attention shifted to Chris, who said, "Two booby traps! Two puzzle pieces! And two deliciously evil moats! It's still anyone's game, but it won't be for long. Right here on Total Drama All-Stars!"
The footage faded to black for commercial.
The show faded back in after the break, still showing Chris.
"An hour has passed, and the teams are still tied at one all, which raises a pertinent question," the host whispered. He then raised his voice, shouting, "What is taking so long?!"
The camera pulled back to show the volume of the question. Chef was now in the tower with Chris, and various holes were dug on both sides of the beach with campers in various different positions from when the break started. In response, the Hamsters started complaining that they didn't have shovels to dig with while the Vultures either complained about the sun, or about Heather and Scarlett's argument distracting them from the task.
Chris reclined in his chair, annoyed. "Blah blah blah whine whine," he parroted before sitting upright again, "Hurry up! I have dinner plans!"
Hearing Chris's complaints, Cody abandoned a hole he was digging to start digging elsewhere, and triggered a spring platform like the one in the Boat of Losers that had catapulted Sugar earlier. The geek let out a startled yell as he arced in front of Chris and Chef's tower. Alejandro pointed and laughed at him, but soon regretted it when Cody crashed into his stomach. The collision sent the pair sliding back a few feet. Once they stopped, Cody meekly scurried back to the Hamsters' side before Alejandro could wallop him.
Alejandro stood, ready to give his old competition a chase, but noticed that his and Cody's slide backwards unwittingly dug up some sand and revealed a piece of statue. "What have we here?" He smiled victoriously.
A second black piece of statue landed on the red platform.
"And that's two for the Villains!" Chris declared, updating the competitors on the score.
"Make that two for the Heroes while you're at it," Jasmine remarked, pulling another white statue piece out of the ground. As she tried to pry it out, she accidentally triggered another booby trap. A cannon rose out of the beach, and the explorer only had a second to duck before it fired a boxing glove.
Shawn, who had been digging near the platform, got a punch delivered to his butt. The conspiracy nut yelped as he fell into the moat and started getting attacked. He managed to run right out moments later with crabs hanging from various parts of his body.
On the Villains' side, Gwen pulled a third piece out of the hole she had been digging. "I found one," she announced.
Duncan walked over to her with a smile on his face. "Way to go, Gwen!" An inconspicuous mound of sand sprang up a wooden plank with a bucket full of sand attached to it. The bucket dunked sand over Duncan's head. The delinquent blinked stunningly while his girlfriend giggled at how stupefied he looked and carried her piece to the rest they had found.
Gwen passed Scarlett, who had given up arguing with Heather in favor of finding a piece to match her. "Success," the evil genius boasted, lifting a piece out of her own hole.
Beardo walked towards his team's platform with a third piece of their statue in hand. "Guys, look! I found another-" A wooden beam cut him off, rising out of the sand and socking him in his nuts. He made a sound that resembled a strangled trumpet.
Watching the painful booby trap be triggered, Chris offered up a bowl to Chef. "Nuts?"
Topher reached into his digging spot, and pulled out a really pointy piece of statue. "This must be the top since it's so pointy." He shot a look to the camera. "Hey, world! Check this out! Backhand toss!" Closing his eyes smugly, he tossed the piece over his shoulder in the direction of his team's platform.
Heather had just been walking past the platform when Topher's piece clocked her in the head. While the piece successfully landed on the platform, she fell into the moat for the second time that day. "Augh! Ow!"
"There we go!" A statue piece resembling a head with a crown landed on the platform. The camera panned, showing Shawn and Jasmine standing a few feet from it. "And not a trap triggered in the process."
Jasmine rolled her eyes. "I get it. I'm sorry about that."
Shawn gave her an understanding smile. "Just be a bit more careful next time." He walked away to find another piece, and Jasmine followed a moment later.
Near the border of the areas, Gwen attempted to dig a hole, but received a quick geyser of water for her troubles. The soaked loner scowled, and Chris and Chef above her bumped fists.
A few feet away from Gwen, Alejandro was on his way to another section that hadn't been touched when his foot triggered another trap. A trash bag stamped with the McLean brand logo shot up into the air, and quickly descended down in Alejandro's direction. Gasping in shock, he swung his shovel like a bat and swatted the bag away. Just out of view, the bag could be seen exploding and pieces of garbage scattering on the ground.
Soon a shriek pierced the air, and a cut to Sammy was shown. Part of an old watermelon, a banana peel, and an old apple core hung from her head, sending up a bad stench. "Ew! Alejandro!"
"Lo siento!" Alejandro called, not entirely apologetic.
A few minutes of digging later, Sugar approached the border between the two sides. She hummed a little tune, not so subtly peering over at the Hamsters' side. Seeing that all were sufficiently distracted, she stepped over the line and poked around with her shovel. When she heard a clunk, she grinned her buck-tooth grin and dug up one of the other team's pieces, the fifth one. Taking it back to her side, she began to dig a hole deep enough to put it in. Once the piece was in, she covered the hole back up.
(Confessional- Sugar)
She shrugged cheekily. "Chris never said we couldn't cross over to the other side and steal the other team's pieces to keep them from winning, so I did it." A frown formed on her face. "I got tricked by a lousy rock last time, and I need to win any way I can."
Sugar continued to smirk at her work until a voice spoke up behind her. "What're you up to, Sugar?" The pageant queen turned around, and found Jasmine staring at her with scrutiny.
"Nothing. Just trying to find my team's pieces." She pointed at Jasmine threateningly. "You should go back to your side and find your own, like the rest of them."
Jasmine jabbed her finger at the sand behind Sugar. "That looks like it's recently been disturbed." Putting a hand on her hip, she gave Sugar a sharp look. "Seems a bit strange to fill a hole back in if you haven't found anything."
The pageant queen scoffed. "It's just a thing we do back on my family's farm. Big whoop."
Shoving Sugar aside, Jasmine swept away the sand with her hand, and found the piece Sugar had just buried. "Aha! I knew it." Picking up the piece, she turned sharply at Sugar. "Takes a lot more to pull one over me."
"Oh whatever, just get back to your own side, would ya?" Sugar passed Jasmine's shoulder, the explorer carrying the statue piece back. Sugar unwittingly triggered another trap by stepping on what seemed like a tile. A hatch in the ground popped open, throwing the sand off its lid and unleashing a swarm of bees. "Shoot! A mad bee swarm!" She dove into the hatch, and pulled the lid shut, leaving the bees to hover furiously over it.
While Sugar waited out the angry bees, Heather moved to another digging spot. When she was sure he wasn't looking, she threw looks in Alejandro's direction. She specifically focused on his legs and butt before shifting up to his arms.
As she stared, Heather adopted a look of concern.
(Confessional- Heather)
"I know he was trying to make me feel guilty before," she admitted to the camera. "But I think it's working. I've been thinking about him being trapped in that stupid robot all day. I should be glad that he was lucky to come out of that without burn scars or something, otherwise I'd feel even more awful."
The queen bee scowled when she saw Scarlett walk over to Alejandro. She pointed elsewhere, probably directing him to find another location to try. As he did so, Scarlett examined the hole, and then selected an untouched area a reasonable distance from it.
Topher slid up next to Heather. "Just want to check if we're on the same page- are you voting out Scarlett if we lose?"
Heather nodded at him. "Oh yeah. She's going down." She faced him, and poked him in the chest. "But I'm still mad at you for making me fall into the moat, so don't expect us to be friends now."
"Not a problem," he said, smiling.
(Confessional- Topher)
"Whoo, that's three votes!" He cheered, pumping his fist. "I just need to convince Gwen, Duncan, or Sugar to vote for her too, and she's out."
On the Hamsters' side, Cody struggled to carry the team's sixth piece to the platform. He heard the sound of digging, and looked into a nearby hole.
"Sierra, what are you doing?" The geek asked. "You're like twenty feet deep."
Sierra looked up at him from far below. "Oops, sorry! I guess I got carried away. I thought Chris might've not considered this a challenge if the pieces weren't buried very far down." She clambered out of the hole to join her teammate above. "How many pieces do we have now?"
Cody shook his head in reply. "I don't know. Maybe we should- ah!" Sierra picked up him and the piece, and threw them onto the platform. Sitting up, Cody took a quick count of their gathered statue. "We have six pieces out of seven."
Shawn and Sammy approached from their digging areas. "You two start working on the puzzle," Shawn advised before gesturing to himself and Sammy. "We'll keep digging."
"Right on, brother! We're really close- whoa!" Beardo cheered near the shore. He began to walk inland to try a spot closer to the platform, but he triggered another spring like the one Cody did. The human soundboard flew out into the lake, and was hit by a passing boat right before he was going to hit the water.
Up in the tower, Chris pointed out in a very stilted tone, "When we did our safety test, that boat wasn't there."
Chef chuckled beside him. "As if we ever test these things." He and his partner broke down into further laughs.
A trail of bubbles drifted towards the shore until Beardo walked out of the water, wringing out his afro. "If I wasn't awake before, I definitely am now." He reached into his hair, and pulled out a fish similar to the one Sugar had been cooking on Boney Island. After a brief moment of staring at it and wondering how it got into his hair, he tossed it back into the lake.
The camera panned over the Hamsters' gathered pieces. Cody mused out loud, "What makes a girl, a book, and a crown?"
Sierra gasped in realization when the camera pulled back. "Season three, episode five! The Statue of Liberty!"
With the Hamsters having figured out their statue and in the assembling stage, the Vultures were hurrying to find their remaining pieces.
"I found one!" Sugar announced, hoisting up a piece. "Is this the last one?"
Duncan pointed to himself. "I'll check!" He ran over to their platform, and jumped up to it. He proceeded to count the pieces they had plus Sugar's newly-obtained one. "We have six! We're missing one more."
"I'll help Duncan build the statue. Everyone else, find that last piece." Gwen ran to join her boyfriend.
Duncan looked over the pieces, and then put one in the center. "Whatever it is, it's tall and boxy. It's not thin like the Eiffel Tower, so it must be Big Ben!" He stacked a piece on top of the base.
Over at the Hamsters' side, Cody and Sierra were examining the statue of the Statue of Liberty.
"We're still missing one piece," Cody told his teammate.
"The torch!" Sierra realized, and then turned to address their team. "Guys! Look for a piece that looks like a torch!"
Cody added, "Hurry! The Vultures are building their statue!"
Duncan and Gwen stared at the statue of Big Ben, confused.
"What are we missing?" Duncan wondered out loud. "It looks finished to me."
Gwen took a step closer to look at it. "Of course! We're missing the clock!"
Sammy ceased digging for a moment long enough to wipe her brow. "This is crazy! We've looked everywhere. We should have come across a torch by now."
"Hey, guys?" Beardo's voice rang out, getting Sammy's attention.
The focus cut to Beardo, who was sitting and digging at a hole. He reached in, and pulled out a white torch. "I think I found it!"
"Throw it here!" Sierra waved her arms.
Topher grumbled as he continued to dig with his shovel. "Where's that stupid clock?" As he moved to make another scoop, he heard a clang. Raising an eyebrow, he reached down and held up a circle with two thin sticks on it. "Yes!"
Beardo ran a few steps towards his team's platform, and gave his best toss. Sierra caught the torch in her hands, and since she was taller than Cody, lifted it into place. "Finished," she cried, eliciting praise from her teammates.
Chris rose from his seat in the tower. "The Heroic Hamsters win!"
Duncan and Gwen groaned, having just caught the clock from Topher's own throw. Their teammates were shown moaning their loss as well, and the tone changed when the Hamsters were shown cheering, including Sierra hugging Cody. Having known Sierra for the past year, Cody seemed more used to Sierra's antics and ignored it in favor of trying to cheer as best he could in the situation.
"Spa hotel! Spa hotel!" Various heroes chanted.
"Ahem," Chris coughed, putting a pause on the excitement. "I do require a volunteer for exile duty."
Shawn raised his arm. "I'll do it. With my preparation for the apocalypse, a night on Boney Island should be a piece of- agh!" The dark skinned arm of Chef grabbed the back of Shawn's vest, and yanked him off-screen.
Frowning, Shawn waved from the Boat of Losers as it set off to the other island.
As everyone started leaving the beach to move cabins, Gwen slowed to a stop on the beach. She looked at both teams, and sighed heavily.
Cody came up beside her, and gave her a consoling pat on the back. "Don't worry, Gwen. I know you're on the wrong team; you really should be on ours."
Gwen gave the geek a grateful smile. "Thanks, Cody."
He nodded, and continued onward.
"Hey, Gwen! You coming?" Duncan hollered from ahead.
"Yeah, I'll catch up!" The loner replied, the footage fading on her picture.
Night returned to Camp Wawanakwa, and the elimination ceremony was in session. Beardo and Cody sat in the back row of the peanut gallery, leaving Jasmine, Sammy, and Sierra to sit in the front.
"Welcome, Hamsters! Sit back and enjoy the show," Chris said to the five heroes still on the island. He then turned around to address the villains. "Vultures, it's time for you to vote off your first villain."
The Vultures cast wary glances at each other. Alejandro sat on the far left end of the back row next to Topher and Sugar. In the front row was Gwen on the left end, sitting next to Duncan, Scarlett, and Heather.
Sammy glanced up at Jasmine. "Who do you think it's going to be? I'm pretty sure they all hate each other."
Jasmine hummed in thought. "Tough call. Though, we know for sure Duncan and Gwen are a pair, so it's probably not one of them."
(Confessional- Duncan)
"I'm not sure who to vote for," he admitted. "Alejandro and Heather are both annoying in their own ways, but the new guys are equally annoying too."
(Confessional- Scarlett)
She scowled into the camera. "I will not be having Heather undermine my authority on this team. That's why she's going home, tonight."
Chef held the tray of marshmallows while Chris held the stack of photos that held the votes. Heather, Scarlett, and Sugar were shown watching the host intently.
"The following players are safe for another day." He removed the top page of the photos, revealing Duncan's portrait. "Duncan," he then revealed Gwen's, "Gwen," Sugar's portrait was next to be revealed, "Sugar," The camera cut to the campers, and Alejandro received a marshmallow. "Alejandro, and Topher." The wannabe host was last to receive a marshmallow. "Scarlett, you're on the chopping block for arguing with Heather all day, and being last season's big threat."
Scarlett crossed her arms defiantly. "This doesn't even surprise me at all."
"And Heather," Chris continued as the focus shifted to the queen bee, "you're on the block for the same reason as Scarlett, and because all your old friends still hate you."
Heather glared at her old castmates. "Same to you guys!"
"And tonight's loser is…" Chris revealed. He paused for dramatic effect, and Heather and Scarlett were both shown scowling at him. The camera shifted from the plate with the last marshmallow to Chris's stack of photos, the host removing Topher's picture to show one of the girls' pictures with a big, red X over it. "Scarlett!"
Scarlett stood in fury. "What?!"
A flip transition showed Scarlett floating in the Flush of Shame, her former teammates standing on the dock to watch her leave. "I was your most valuable player! I'm smarter than all of you! You'll regret thi-i-is!" She began to spin around, and disappeared down the flush.
Chris was shown holding the giant toilet's remote. "Yeah, we've never heard that speech before," he sarcastically remarked. Tucking the remote away, he began his outro. "Who's next in line for a porcelain goodbye? Find out next time on Total Drama All-Stars!"
(cue end credits)
(Bonus Clip)
Scarlett drifted out of an open pipe, and she swam to the surface.
Coughing, she gasped for air. "That was one of the foulest things I have ever experienced. Where am I now?" Looking over her shoulder, she found a mime standing on a sidewalk next to the water, and the camera zoomed out to show the Eiffel Tower. "The Eiffel Tower? That must mean I'm in the Seine." As the footage zoomed back in on her, she raised a hand to her chin. "Though, I don't understand how I could've been flushed from Ontario to here."
"Ah, Scarlett, looks like we found you." A familiar raspy voice spoke up, making Scarlett's left eye twitch. It was then Max and Amy came walking down the sidewalk.
"About time," Amy complained. "Do you know how much time we wasted looking for you? If you had gotten here faster, I could've enjoyed Paris more." The mime, who had been acting the whole time, made an annoyed face at Amy's whining and walked away to find another place to perform.
Scarlett swam to the sidewalk, and pulled herself out of the water. "You didn't have to come find me."
"Actually we did," Max replied, scoffing. "We were forced."
The evil genius raised an eyebrow. "Forced? By who?"
Max waved her question off. "That doesn't concern you. Let's just get back to the stupid plane. We're wasting valuable plotting time."
"I refuse to go anywhere with you until I get answers."
Amy grabbed her by the arm, and started pulling her back the way she and Max came from. "Ignore him. I'll explain on the way. The sooner we get back, the sooner you can help me shut him up."
"Hey, I'm in charge here," Max snapped, jogging after them. "And you owe me! I hope you're ready to be my sidekick again."
Once the trio was out of frame, the mime came back, sneering in their direction. "Finally, they're gone." They went back to performing up until the footage cut.
Scarlett- 13th
Owen- 14th
Between her arguing with Heather and Topher's scheming to get rid of her, Scarlett was toast. Unlike Owen, she was a more visible boot. Her elimination at this point was what I alluded to with Topher's vow to get payback after his elimination the previous season. It was also interesting to eliminate someone who could count opposed to someone who couldn't (Lightning). Her pick-up people were Max and Amy because everybody else hated her, and forced Max and Amy to pick her up because those two were the only people that supported her no matter how little they actually did.
I found Alejandro's 'walking on hands' plan to make Heather feel guilty really stupid, so I did away with that. I also switched out Sam's blood drainage with Beardo feeling unsure about his place. A few other minor things happened, like Shawn and Jasmine going through the same thing Jasmine and Rodney did in their first canon episode, or Alejandro and Topher aligning. Now the question is with one of their targets eliminated, can they get Heather out? And I showed that even with Alejandro able to use his legs, Heather does feel some remorse for him getting stuck in the robot.
Next week is Thanksgiving, and since I need time to plan out the teams' strategies for the leechball war, I won't update next week but the week after that. So for my readers that celebrate Thanksgiving, enjoy the holiday and spend it with your families.
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