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Fear the Darkness Inside- Let's just say one of them deals with it better than the other.
Magic Detective- Interesting prediction.
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Phenomenal Excelsior- I couldn't really cut anybody short, that's why I had the non-elimination early. And the team swap is going to be interesting.
That British Guy- I needed to swap somebody, and Chris would've made sure it was anybody but Gwen since he likes tormenting her so much.
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Episode 4- Food Fright
"Last time on a very special episode of Total Drama All-Stars, it was all about teamwork," Chris narrated over a clip of Gwen rallying the Vultures, "or a lack thereof." Jasmine and Shawn were shown getting angry at each other. "The challenge? An epic leechball battle brought out everyone's inner psycho." Each contestant eliminated from the challenge were shown getting hit with leeches.
"There was no elimination, but that's because Duncan's unexpected act of valor and Shawn's unforeseen feud with Jasmine inspired me to switch their teams. Now Duncan's a hero, Shawn's a villain, and I'm a genius," the host boasted over footage of the pair's swap at the bonfire. The replayed footage cut to Chris on the Dock of Shame. "Oh, it's going to get nasty. Will the villains crush the heroes' winning streak? Find out now on Total Drama All-Stars!"
(cue intro)
The island experienced a change of weather for the first time since the season began. A steady downpour was in the forecast for the early morning.
Due to the loser cabin being old, it had a few leaks. The leaks didn't seem to bother Alejandro and Topher, since both were comfortably asleep in their bunks. Some banging rang out, startling them awake. Shawn's head poked up in the foreground, blocking the cabin's rear window from view.
As Alejandro and Topher screamed, Shawn instinctively shouted, "Zombie!"
The door to the cabin burst open, revealing a large, familiar figure in the dark. Even though the figure was familiar, all three boys still shrieked.
None other than Chef Hatchet stepped into the light, hauling a large, black bag over his shoulder. With a devious grin, the cook tossed the bag towards the middle of the room. The bag burst in a dusty explosion, making the boys cough roughly.
(Confessional- Shawn)
"Since it's raining, I needed to leave my tree in case lightning hit it. That, and getting hypothermia would hinder my ability to protect myself against the zombies. Too bad I forgot about Chef and his gruel," Shawn explained, the rain visible in the outhouse's windows. His head and shoulders were covered in said gruel.
Curled up in his sleeping bag, Alejandro spat a little bit of gruel out of his mouth. Like Shawn, his face was caked with Chef's revolting breakfast. "Disgusting," he said to his cabin mates, "I bet the girls are not treated this cruelly." His gaze went to the wall upon hearing familiar shouts from Heather. He smirked to himself. "I stand corrected."
(Confessional- Sugar)
Sugar pulled a clump of gruel off her head. "I don't get what the big deal is about Chef's stuff. I've had way worse than this." She tossed the clump into her mouth. "Dang this stuff is good. I wonder if I could get Darwin's Food Safari to put this on their menu."
In the girls' side of the cabin, Sugar continued to eat the gruel. Meanwhile, Heather paced around the room. She stopped by Sugar, her scowling face coated in gruel much like Alejandro and Sugar's faces were. Splatters of gruel decorated the walls.
"Ugh! Chef just had to drop off our awful breakfast when Gwen was out. She definitely planned for this," Heather ranted.
Sugar shook her head. "Nah," she said, spewing bits of gruel as she talked, "she's probably still upset about you stealing her book." She ate another chunk of gruel. Heather looked at her with an annoyed expression.
(Confessional- Heather)
"I didn't steal Gwen's diary!" Heather snapped to the camera. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Geez! You do something one time, and people never let you live it down!" She glanced to the side. "I wouldn't be surprised if Chris had something to do with this."
The rain continued to fall as the scene switched over to the spa hotel. The camera zoomed in on the better cabin as sounds of chewing could be heard.
A cut inside showed Cody, Beardo, Sammy, and Jasmine seated at the table, eating their breakfast. There was a distinct lack of pancakes, but plenty of bacon, eggs, and toast. While his teammates had a reasonable spread on their plates, Cody's sweet tooth urged him to drown his bacon in syrup.
Duncan walked into the dining area, dressed for the day and yawning.
"Oh! Good morning, Duncan!" Sammy greeted, pausing before she bit into her toast.
Duncan stopped approaching the table, and gave the cheerleader a bewildered look.
Jasmine noticed his expression. "What's wrong? Nobody ever say 'good morning' to you before?"
"Um, no?" Duncan answered slowly. "I was on the villains' team. Villains don't say 'good morning', they don't say 'good' anything."
Beardo glanced out the window. "With all that rain out there, I can imagine why nobody would want to say that." As he looked away from the table, Cody stabbed a piece of his bacon rather bitterly and put it in his mouth.
"You're just going to have to get used to greetings in the morning, because that's what we do," Sammy said as Duncan took the same seat he had at breakfast in episode two, sitting right next to Jasmine's head of the table.
Jasmine nodded in agreement with Sammy. "She's right. Now, buck up and eat. We need to be ready for whatever challenge Chris has in store for us today."
Duncan rolled his eyes as the butler placed a plate of eggs and bacon before him. He glanced down the table to Beardo. "Whatever. Dude, pass the salt down here?" The salt shaker slid down to his spot. As he sprinkled some salt onto his breakfast, the camera panned to Cody, who wore the same look as he did last night.
(Confessional- Cody)
"Seriously? We had to get Duncan?" The geek protested. He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, pointing at the outhouse wall. "Can we get Gwen instead? At least her being a hero is right."
(Confessional- Duncan)
"Man, I miss my villainous babe. I bet she's having a blast since she's not on this lame team."
(Confessional- Gwen)
Gwen had her legs up on the outhouse seat with the rest of her body, her arms wrapped around them. "This is the worst! I only came back to Total Drama to try and patch things up with Courtney, and she's not even here. I'm on the villains' team without Duncan, and now I might not even have feelings for him anymore." She began to cry into her knees. Her wails could be heard by the camera prepared to film her when she came out.
(Confessional- Jasmine)
"Duncan doesn't seem like a bad guy up close," Jasmine commented, "but he didn't sound happy about joining our team. I'll have to keep an eye on him. For now though, he's better company than Shawn's been."
The last few raindrops fell onto the island as the loudspeakers turned on. "Okay, now that the weather's cleared up," Chris announced, "Get your butts to the woods for today's beatdown, I mean, challenge!"
A cut to the woods showed the campers arriving at Chris's location.
"Welcome contestants," the host greeted. "Before we get started, let's bring back last night's exile, Sierra!" He pointed upward, causing the campers to face the sky.
Chef piloted a helicopter over them, and the camera panned down to show Sierra clutched in a mechanical claw.
The blogger waved to the other contestants. "Hi, guys! I'm back- whoa!" Chef released her from the claw, making her fall to the ground. When she landed in an awkward position, Chris walked over to her.
"How was it on Boney Island?" Chris asked, his tone showing amusement.
"It was… great!" Sierra popped back up on her feet excitedly, taking Chris aback. "Can I go back again tonight?"
The host stared at her in disbelief. "Wait, you actually enjoyed that?!"
She nodded. "Duh! Boney Island is a famous Total Drama location!"
The scene flashed to Sierra's exile the night before. She was shown standing on Boney Island's beach, gasping. "The beach where Beth found that cursed idol!" Taking out her phone, she snapped a picture. Next, she was shown standing in front of a cave. "The cave where they returned the idol!" She took another picture with her phone. Finally, she was shown standing near a familiar construction site. "The scaffolding for Chris's personal resort!" A third picture was taken.
Returning to the present, Sierra said, "It was like taking a tour of celebrity houses." She raised an eyebrow, lifting a hand to point at her competition. "Hey, why aren't Duncan and Shawn standing with their teams?" She inhaled sharply, theories running wildly through her head. "Did I miss a team swap?!"
Her team stared at her, still stunned by her admittance of enjoying her exile.
(Confessional- Sammy)
"Sierra must be one of the only people in the world to like Boney Island. Who would like a place like that?" Sammy inquired, rather incredulous.
"Crazy revelations aside," Chris said, taking the attention away from Sierra. "It's challenge time! Chef didn't have time to cook Team Loser's breakfast this morning because he was too busy making these!" He gestured off to the side.
The camera panned to two giant plates with stacks of equally large pancakes drenched in syrup. Each plate was also rigged with a post that held the team logo and a loudspeaker.
"Pancakes!" Chris explained while one of the plates was shown against a golden background. "That's right, it's eating contest time. Each team member gets one minute to scarf up as much pancake-y goodness as they can. When a hero's eating time is up, they hear this." Their loudspeaker played the sound of a heavenly choir. "And the villains get this." The Vultures' loudspeaker emitted a vulture's screech. "And then you just have to run through a nausea-inducing obstacle course."
Beardo gulped. "Obstacle course?"
"It's a nod to the Mad Skills Obstacle Course from last season," Chris elaborated, glancing at the course in question. "The toughest parts, anyway."
A section of familiar red butt-shaped spheres were shown pumping up and down in a pit of mud. "First, you've got to get past the Bouncy Butts. They're a real pain," the host joked. Then a section of two rolling logs was shown. "Then it's onto the Wretched Rolling Pins." After that, the big, black boot from the beginning of last season's course was revealed. "And a swift kick from the Grape Crusher gets you back in line."
Topher couldn't help scoffing like he had done at the leeches the day before. "That won't be so hard."
Chris gave the aspiring host a challenging stare. "Really?" He held a finger up to his chin in mock thought. "I wasn't going to add this, but since Topher's not impressed…" Lifting up a walkie-talkie, he said into it, "Bring it in!"
Chef returned with the helicopter, this time carrying a large, wooden contraption.
"Say hello to my metal friend," Chris said, almost quoting a famous movie. Chef released the contraption, dropping it around a big metal machine. Nearby, the chubby intern with glasses flinched next to a console connected to the machine. "I call it, the Salad Spinner. The perfect end to a barf-tastic course."
Cody walked over, scratching his head. "How does it work?"
"Probably painfully," Chris answered, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know. We didn't have time to test it."
Shawn cast a scathing look at Topher. "Nice going, man."
Topher spread out his arms defensively. "I thought the challenge could use some sprucing up. The rolling pins and the boot were underwhelming, but the Bouncy Butts was good."
(Confessional- Topher)
"I may not want to be a host exactly like Chris anymore, but that doesn't mean I no longer want to improve his ideas," Topher reasoned.
"One other thing," Chris added after Topher's confession, "Players have to make it through the course without, ahem, regurgitating to get back in line and stay in the game. But, if you puke, you're benched." The camera cut to a little bench underneath a tree several feet away from the course. "Leaving the other players on your team to eat up without your help. Once your pancake is toast, just complete the obstacle course one last time to win. Ready, set… scarf!" Bringing out his air horn, he signaled for the challenge to begin.
Sierra was first to go for her team. Since she hadn't had a proper meal on Boney Island, she was hungry and would take advantage of the opportunity to get something in her stomach.
The Vultures took a moment to decide who should go first. Alejandro rested his hand on Heather's shoulder, shocking the queen bee. "We need a team leader," he told her with a stern face, "and I think it should be you."
Both Topher and Gwen let out an indignant 'What?' at his suggestion. Topher wasn't sure what his alliance partner was thinking, while Gwen had thought they settled the team leader thing during the last challenge. Not to mention she was still pissed at Heather about her diary.
Heather shoved the charmer's hand off her shoulder. "Fine," she grouchily agreed, "You go first, but you better have a big appetite."
He smirked at her. "As you wish." He jogged over to join Sierra at the pancake station, starting on his team's plate. A few bites in, he noticed something moving underneath the pancakes. Narrowed eyes peered at him between pancakes, and then two little rats jumped onto his chest, clawing at him. "Ouch! Ow!" He struggled to get them off.
"Oh yeah," Chris said offhandedly, the scene shifting to him reclining in a lounge chair with a coconut cup in one hand and a pitcher of pink lemonade off to the side. "There might be some booby traps and feisty ingredients in those pain-cakes."
Sierra had the lead over Alejandro. While she was eating, she scooped something up that she noticed decorated the pancake she was eating. "Are those blueberries?" She wondered out loud, holding little blue orbs in her palm. Without waiting for an answer, she tossed them into her mouth, deciding food was food.
"I've never heard of fish eyes being called that, but sure," Chris commented. He frowned when a retching sound was heard.
Sierra was shown walking over to the bench. "And Sierra is benched. Who's next?" Chris requested while the blogger was shown struggling not to puke again.
Cody ran to the heroes' pancakes. "I'm on it!" His teammates started to cheer for him as he picked up where Sierra left off. Beside him, Alejandro managed to ditch the rats and continue eating.
While watching Alejandro, Gwen happened to look over at the Hamsters. Her gaze met Duncan's. Her boyfriend gave a small wave while his teammates were too busy watching Cody to notice. Gwen quickly turned away, doing her best not to look at him.
Along with the rats, Alejandro inexplicably managed to find a baseball bat, an actual baseball, and a bear trap somewhere in the pancakes. The rats gnawed on the ball while he ate. His chewing was interrupted by the sound of his team's signal that his eating time was up.
"Eating time is over for Alejandro. Now it's beating time," Chris narrated, eager to watch the first victim of the course.
Alejandro's team started chanting their support for him as he approached the Bouncy Butts. Taking a running jump, he curled up into a ball and landed on the first butt. His momentum allowed the butt to launch him into the air and swiftly soar over the rest of them.
"Very nice moves from Alejandro," Chris complimented, "and he continues to impress on the rolling pins!"
The charmer steadily made his way across the two pins, advancing to the final section quickly.
Heather cheered, "Yes!" She caught herself before she showed her teammate more praise.
Alejandro took his place at the Grape Crusher, and allowed it to kick him over to the Salad Spinner. He fell into the spinner with a yelp of pain, and the chubby intern started up the machine. The machine spun, and Alejandro struggled not to blow chunks. After a few moments, the machine ceased spinning and the exit hatch opened. He dropped out of the machine painfully.
Chris stared at the Salad Spinner with interest. "So that's how it works," he mused.
At the Salad Spinner, Alejandro's cheeks bulged as if he was about to vomit. His team gasped, seeing the expanded cheeks. For a moment, he attempted to keep his mouth shut so nothing got out. He swallowed his bile back, and stuck his tongue out in disgust.
"Tastes so nice, he ate it twice," Chris quipped at Alejandro's expense.
(Confessional- Alejandro)
His arms folded over his chest, Alejandro scowled at the camera. "Chris will pay for laughing at me," he vowed.
"I sincerely doubt it, Al!" Chris taunted over the loudspeakers. The charmer's scowl deepened at Chris's laughter.
Sugar's stomach growled ominously. Having heard the noise, Heather glanced at the pageant queen. "Gassy from Gruel, you're next."
"Whatever," Sugar snapped back, annoyed by the nickname. "I was going to volunteer anyway." She went over to the villains' pancakes, and began her turn.
Holding a chunk of pancake, Cody ate as much as he could. The pancakes started to shift, and a raccoon emerged from the stack. "What the?" Cody gaped. He flailed his arms as the raccoon launched itself at him.
"The villains may have the lead, but Cody's got the most game," Chris jeered from the side.
Cody fell to the ground, and attempted to shove the raccoon off of him. "Get off me!" Using both hands, he managed to fling the creature away. The raccoon landed next to the pile of traps Alejandro had set off in the villains' stack. Its presence frightened the rats, and its tail brushed the bear trap, triggering it by accident. It let out a screech of pain as the bear trap clamped onto its tail. Startled by the noise, the rats fled the scene while the raccoon ran off, trying to dislodge the trap along the way.
The angelic choir sound signaled for Cody to run the course.
"Run, dude!" Beardo encouraged his teammate.
Cody frowned as he ran towards the Bouncy Butts. "This is going to hurt a lot, isn't it?" Without waiting for an answer, he jumped onto the first. "Ow! I was right! Ow!" He yelped in pain as he traveled over the butts.
Sugar loudly complained, "These aren't even half as good as Chef usually makes 'em. He's holding out on us!" Regardless of her complaints, she kept eating.
"Less talking and more eating, Sugar," Shawn called out. The camera panned to Gwen and Heather beside him.
"Why should I do anything you say?" Gwen argued.
"You should listen to me because we're in an alliance, and alliance partners listen to each other." Heather shot back.
"Oh, like you listened to Beth and Lindsay that first season?" Gwen put her hands on her hips. "As for the alliance, consider it broken. I don't make alliances with people who steal my diary."
Heather gasped in shock. Immediately getting over it, she growled angrily at the goth girl.
(Confessional- Gwen)
"I thought, for once, I could be on the same side as Heather. Then she goes and steals my diary after we make an alliance? She's so full of it!" Gwen ranted, curling her lowered hands into fists.
Cody approached the Grape Crusher area, rubbing his backside. "I'm going to be feeling that tomorrow," he grumbled. The boot didn't even wait for him to stop. It kicked him into the Salad Spinner. The geek screamed as he spun around. When it stopped, he dizzily flopped out of the machine, moaning.
"Are you okay, Cody?" Sierra asked in concern from the bench.
While Sierra expressed her worry for Cody, Chris laughed. "Which team will finish their barf-tastic breakfast first? Find out after the break!" The show faded on Chris in his lounge chair for commercial.
When the show returned, Sugar was still eating.
"We're back! The Vultures are still in the lead, but for how long?" Chris asked rhetorically.
"One side, I'll go next." Duncan ran over to the heroes' pancakes, and began shoveling pieces in by the mouthful.
As he began his turn, the Vultures' post screeched.
Licking the syrup off her face, Sugar whooped, "Alright! Time to show these yahoos how to do the course!" She ran to the Bouncy Butts, and jumped onto the first with a yell of "Sugar Holla!"
"Who's going next once Sugar is done?" Shawn piped up among the Vultures.
Gwen sighed. "I'll do it, if it means Heather will shut up." She sent a glare over her shoulder at the queen bee.
"Gladly, and after you, Topher can go, then Shawn, and then it's my turn. If we still need someone to eat after I finish, Alejandro can take his turn again," Heather decided.
Finishing the rolling pins, Sugar declared, "My heels are not good for rolling things, just saying." She walked over to the Grape Crusher, pointing up at it. "Give me your best shot." The boot kicked her off the platform. She spun around in the machine, keeping her mouth closed despite the bulging of her cheeks. When it stopped, she stumbled out the side nearest to the intern's station. "That was one of the worst rides I ever had," she complained, holding her stomach. Her eyesight spotted a lever sticking out near the bottom of the Salad Spinner's control panel. "Hey, what's this doohickey do?" Grabbing the lever, she pulled it down, making the little blue screen above it turn red.
"The Vultures are clear to have another player go," Chris said in a brief cut back to his seat.
"Alright, bring it on." Gwen went to the pancakes, and began eating.
The camera panned to Duncan eating next to her. "This is easy," he said. Right after he spoke, a snap sounded. He pulled his head back from the pancakes to reveal a mouse trap had set off on his lips. He let out a muffled scream of pain.
"You were saying?" Chris teased.
The angel choir sound rang again, signaling Duncan's time was up. Prying the trap off his mouth, the punk ran for the course.
Gwen stuffed a piece of pancake into her mouth. Unfortunately for her, the piece she just ate revealed a couple of crabs hidden within the stack. They jumped at her, snapping their claws. She started running around to try and shake them off.
"There better not be some kind of zombie trap in there when it's my turn," Shawn stated, making Topher roll his eyes next to him.
A diagram of the eaten portions of pancake from each team were shown on the show's monitor. To measure their progress, their team logos were used with the eaten portions grayed out. Chris pointed at the Vultures' with a rod, then the Hamsters'. "The villains are two-thirds done, and the heroes aren't that far behind with half done, but they still need to up their appetite."
Duncan arrived at the Grape Crusher moments later. He turned back to point at the course he just completed. "Hah! Nothing a pro villain couldn't handle!" He grunted as the boot came down and kicked him in the chest.
"Duncan's at the Salad Spinner," Chris updated as the punk landed in the machine. It spun him around much rougher than it had with previous turns, and he fell out, face first. Too injured to even lift his head, Duncan gave a thumbs-up to signal he was good and didn't puke. "The heroes need another eater."
"Make way," Jasmine said, rushing up to the pancakes. Taking Chris's advice, she attempted to speed up her team's progress.
The Vultures' screech played, and with cheeks bulging, Gwen went through the course. She bounced along the butts, and faceplanted on the other side of them, causing her team to cringe with sympathy.
"Gwen, are you alright?" Duncan inquired to his girlfriend from the Salad Spinner area, just about to make his way back to the line.
Recovering, Gwen prepared to get up, but she suddenly got on her hands and knees, vomiting.
"And Gwen gives the Hurl of Shame new meaning," Chris declared, "hit the bench!"
Picking up a bucket along the way, Gwen went to join Sierra, who lowered her phone respectfully when she arrived.
(Confessional- Gwen)
Without saying a word, she puked into her bucket.
"With Gwen out, the villains need another eater!" Chris reminded the Vultures.
"That's my cue," Topher remarked, heading to the Vultures' remaining pancakes. Gingerly, he began to eat.
(Confessional- Topher)
"Eating all these pancakes is going to be bad for my diet to achieve a host-worthy body. I'm going to have to reconsider my dinner plans for the spa hotel," the wannabe host thought out loud, raising a finger to his chin as he attempted to think of new arrangements.
"Come on, Topher! Don't be a wimp," Heather shouted at her teammate.
After a few shots of both Jasmine and Topher eating, the heroes' choir played. Just as Jasmine was about to move onto the course, she noticed a stick of dynamite hidden in the stack. Before she could do anything about it, the stick exploded.
"Aaaaah!" The explorer screamed as she flew through the air, overpassing the course until she landed in the Salad Spinner. While the machine whirled her around, she could be heard yelling, "Something feels wrong in here!" When it stopped, she stumbled out, falling onto the platform with her back. She moaned in pain.
"Topher makes it to the Spinner," Chris announced, making Jasmine look up at the device. The camera zoomed out to show Topher flying into the Spinner, screaming all the way.
The intern started up the machine again, and paused when he noticed a blinking red light on the console.
Inside the Spinner, Topher yelled, "This doesn't sound good!"
The machine continued to spin, beginning to smoke, and without stopping, Topher was forcefully ejected from it. The wannabe host found himself once again screaming. Over at the bench, Gwen and Sierra gasped as Topher crashed into them, tipping the bench backwards.
Chris laughed at the campers' misfortune.
(Confessional- Topher)
"Maybe next time, I should keep quiet about improving challenges," he thought out loud. He was curled up in a fetal position on the outhouse seat and his hair was unkempt.
Once again, the diagram with the team logos was shown. Now a fourth of the Vultures' logo was still colored while the Hamsters' logo still had a third.
"Looks like the villains are about to taste victory," Chris said, tapping the Vultures' logo with the rod. "And maybe some old shoes, we put them in their pancakes."
Sammy, Cody, and Beardo all stood together, looking at the diagram.
"What are we going to do?" Sammy asked her teammates. "I don't eat much. There's no way I can beat Shawn." She gestured with her hand, making the boys look over at the pancakes station, where Shawn arrived and began eating.
Beardo gasped, as if he was having a realization.
(Confessional- Beardo)
He smiled brightly as he made his confession. "This is my role on the team! A back-up Owen! With Owen out, it's up to me to take care of eating challenges. I can do this!"
Beardo ran past his teammates. "I'm finishing those pancakes!" He slid to a stop near the heroes' stack, and made the noise of a vacuum turning on before starting to shovel chunks of pancake into his mouth.
"Go, Beardo!" "Come on!" "You've got this, Beardo!"
"Kick his butt, Shawn!" "You screw this up, and you're gone!"
The diagrams were shown onscreen again, even more of the logos turning gray until they each had an equal sliver of color left.
"The heroes have stormed back, people," Chris declared. "It's neck and neck!"
Prying off a piece of pancake, Beardo inadvertently revealed a beehive within. "Ah, bees!" He shouted in surprise.
Shawn bit into a piece, made a gagging sound, and pulled an old shoe out of the pancake. Tossing it aside, he continued eating. A line of little red specks marched from the pancakes across the plate to Shawn's feet, and began climbing up his legs. Feeling it, he looked down and started flailing. "Augh! Fire ants!"
"Don't you dare lose!" Heather screamed at Shawn.
"They won't sting you unless you make them angry," Sammy helpfully reminded Beardo.
Even though Shawn was the first of the two to start eating, Beardo was the first to finish. Scooping up the last piece of pancake, he stuffed it into his mouth. His face was now covered in bee stings as the angel choir sounded.
"Beardo finishes his pancakes first!" The host announced.
"Knew I could do it," Beardo said with cheeks full of bee stings.
"The obstacle course, Beardo! Hurry!" Jasmine hollered.
Fighting the pain, Beardo attempted to run over to the course.
Sugar rolled her eyes. "There goes our night in the spa hotel again."
"Come on, amigo. Andale!" Alejandro pleaded to Shawn.
Groaning, Shawn reached out for the last piece of his team's pancakes. "Almost… got it." Grabbing it, he quickly chewed and swallowed, making the vulture screech ring out from the post.
Chris stood next to the monitor, both team logo diagrams entirely grayed out. "And Shawn finished the villains' pancakes. The race to finish is on!"
Running across the rolling pins, Beardo moaned, "Stomach full… can't go any faster…"
"Almost there!" "Just a little more, Beardo!" "You can do it!"
"Some pancakes aren't going to stop me," Shawn vowed. Beardo looked back as he finished the pins, and was only able to look back for a second before the conspiracy nut crashed into him.
"Get up, Shawn!" "Now's your chance!"
Both boys groaned in agony. Valiantly, they got back on their feet. Sharing a glance, they ran for the Grape Crusher area.
Beardo panted, glancing down at Shawn. "Whatever happens…"
Shawn nodded in agreement. "You too."
They reached Grape Crusher, and when they saw the giant boot swing down towards them, they clutched onto each other, shrieking in terror.
After they were kicked over to the Salad Spinner, both landed inside. It was really down to the wire as the machine began to spin for the final time in the challenge. A split screen showed Beardo on top and Shawn on the bottom, each keeping their mouths closed with bulging cheeks.
The intern was shown powering down the station, and the contraption came to a stop, the hatch on the side opening to let the riders out.
The Hamsters, then the Vultures, and then Gwen and Sierra at the bench were all shown watching the hatch with wide eyes.
A white hand was shown in the hatch first, and then a scruffy head covered with a beanie hat.
The Vultures began to cheer.
Shawn hauled himself out of the hatch, and dropped pathetically onto the platform. Moments later, Beardo landed on top of him, accidentally knocking the wind out of the conspiracy nut.
"And the Vultures win!" Chris declared.
Shawn's teammates began to celebrate after Shawn threw them a smile. To the surprise and repulsion of Topher, Sugar lifted him up in a tight hug. Alejandro and Heather embraced happily, only to realize a second later what they were doing, and quickly separated.
Beardo's teammates came over to him, and helped him get off of Shawn. Beardo's cheeks were still bulging.
"What's the matter, Beardo? Do you need a bucket?" Sammy inquired. She flinched when he took his hand away from his mouth.
To her luck, Beardo didn't need to puke. But, he did need to belch.
The human soundboard let out a loud one. Several contestants plugged their noses or fanned their faces. Elsewhere in the woods, a moose and a bear were playing chess when the burp disrupted their game, making the moose throw the board. The burp was so loud that it made a flock of birds flee the trees.
Beardo chuckled out of embarrassment. "Scuse me."
(Confessional- Beardo)
"Heh, maybe instead of Beardo, people should be calling me 'Belcho'?" He joked, still covered in stings.
As the teams gathered at the Salad Spinner, Sierra couldn't help but notice something off.
"Where'd Cody go?" She asked, looking around. Her question made the others glance around for the geek hero too. Their eyebrows all shot up when they heard him reply from far off.
Hidden behind Chris's lounge chair, Cody answered, "I'm not coming over there until all the ants are gone."
Startled by Cody's close proximity to him, Chris stared at him, wondering how he got over there without him realizing it.
At the bonfire ceremony, the campers talked while they waited for Chris to arrive with the marshmallows.
"So, nobody's going to vote me off, right?" Sammy spoke up, sitting in the back row with Jasmine. "I didn't even get to take a turn, so it'd be really unfair to vote me because of that."
Jasmine patted her on the back. "You're good. Don't worry."
Duncan strode over to the Peanut Gallery, and spoke to Gwen. "So, I might be going home because I'm the new guy on the team, and nobody really trusts a bad boy, so how about a kiss for good luck or whatever?"
Uncomfortably, Gwen struggled to find a response. "U-um, about that…"
Sitting next to her, Sugar shooed him away. "Beat it, grass hair! You're not on this team anymore, so get away from the winners' seats."
Duncan frowned at the pageant queen. "All I want is-"
"It's ceremony time," Chris said, arriving with the plate of marshmallows in hand. "Duncan, if you would take a seat with the rest of the heroes?"
The punk gave Sugar a sharp look as he walked back to the stump seats. She waved her hand smugly as he went away.
"Alrighty then, which of our winners will be taking exile tonight?"
Topher hopped out of his seat. "I'll take it."
(Confessional- Topher)
"I've spent all afternoon wondering how to fix the damage the pancakes did to my diet, and the best I could come up with was taking exile and skip dinner," the wannabe host admitted. His concerned frown turned into a smirk. "At least this way, I can look for the invincibility statue. With that thing, I'll definitely have a big impact on the game."
"Perfect," Chris agreed, smiling. "Now, on with voting for someone to take the Flush of Shame."
(Confessional- Sammy)
"Sorry, no hard feelings okay?" She apologized, glancing up at the camera as she marked a photo.
(Confessional- Cody)
Cody glared at the photo, marking it. "You deserve this."
(Confessional- Beardo)
"Best choice I've got," he said, selecting a photo.
After the votes were cast, the bonfire was shown again. Chris had already handed out marshmallows to Cody, Jasmine, Sammy, and Sierra. Only Beardo and Duncan were left without a sugary treat.
Chris said, "We're down to the final two contestants. Who will get the final marshmallow?" A close up of Beardo was shown. "Will it be Beardo, the big belcher, or Duncan, the hero trying to be a bad boy?" The camera panned away from Beardo to Duncan, who raised half a unibrow at Chris in irritation. "The last marshmallow goes to…"
Beardo stared at Chris, terrified.
Duncan scowled at Chris.
A close up of the marshmallow briefly appeared.
Beardo raised his hands to his face.
Duncan curled his hands into fists.
Chris took the marshmallow from the plate, and called a name.
"Duncan!" The host flicked the marshmallow at the punk.
Beardo made a noise that sounded like a well-known video game death chime. "I'm sorry, guys," he said afterwards, standing up. "I tried so hard to figure out my place here that I risked everything to find it. I'm no back-up Owen. All I'm good for is an extra vote in someone's corner."
Sammy frowned at his words. She rose from her seat, and went over to hug him. "Oh, Beardo… you're so much more than just another vote. And you're not a back-up Owen either. You're you. A friend…"
Seeing where Sammy was going with this, Jasmine came over to join them. "A teammate."
Cody joined the group. "A cool roommate too. Who else do I know that can mimic noises in his sleep?"
"You're part of the Total Drama family," Sierra added, walking over with her phone in hand. "And you have to be extra special to be part of that." She motioned to them. "Come on, guys! Group selfie!"
Duncan remained seated on his stump, looking away with a not-indifferent expression as the group got in position while Sierra held her phone at arm's length.
The resulting picture was shown onscreen. Sierra was down at the bottom, one arm snaked around Cody's shoulder to the right. Above the pair, Beardo was in between Jasmine and Sammy. The cheerleader was to the right of the picture, hugging Beardo's stomach and laughing as his long beard tickled her head. Jasmine was to the picture's left, her chin resting on Beardo's shoulder.
A flash transition showed the team down at the Flush of Shame.
"Bye, Beardo!" Sierra waved to the hairy boy in the giant toilet.
Duncan shot him a finger pistol. "Take care, man."
Beardo returned the finger pistol with his own. "Catch you guys on the outsi-i-ide!" His final words were drowned out as Chris pressed the remote to flush him. There was a loud sputtering noise. "Uh, guys? I think I'm stuck."
Chris glanced at Chef beside him. "I thought you were going to fix that water pressure problem."
Chef rolled his eyes at his co-worker, and picked up a rather large plunger. While he went to take care of the issue, Chris began his outro. Beardo's remaining teammates all watched in disgust and horror as sloshing sounds of Chef's attempts persisted through the host's final words.
"The villains finally win again! But, can they do it again again?" Growing annoyed with the noise, Chris shot Chef a look. "Can you stop that for just one second?"
Standing at the edge of the toilet bowl, Chef let go of the plunger with an annoyed expression on his face.
Satisfied, Chris finished, "Find out next time on Total Drama All-Stars!"
While the camera was on a far shot of the island, the Flush of Shame started up again, and Beardo could be heard screaming as he finally was flushed.
(cue end credits)
(Bonus Clip)
"Waagh!" Beardo yelped as he was spewed out of a pipe.
Sputtering, he surfaced in the water and swam to the edge. He shook his afro to dry it.
"That was all sorts of crazy," he said to himself and looked around. He noticed that he was in some kind of sewer. "Where am I?" Taking a quick sniff of the air, he raised an eyebrow. "I smell food." His eyes spotted a ladder, and his sight followed the ladder up to what looked like a manhole cover.
The camera cut to the other side of the manhole cover. It shifted as Beardo slid it aside, and climbed up to daylight. Beardo took on an expression of confusion. "What the?"
The camera then zoomed out to show Beardo standing in a Chinese marketplace.
Scratching his head, he wondered, "How'd I get here?"
"Oh my gosh!" A female voice cried out.
Beardo turned towards the source of the cry, only to be tackled by a blur of brown, green, and pink.
The blur hugged Beardo for a quick second before pulling away. "You're Beardo! It's so incredulous to finally meet you! I'm Beth!" Beth greeted, sticking her hand out.
Bewildered by Beth's greeting, Beardo hesitantly shook her hand. "Nice to meet you. Say, aren't you one of the older contestants from Total Drama?"
She nodded. "That's me. Friendship bracelet?" She held up a brightly colored bracelet.
"Um, sure."
As Beardo took the bracelet, Beth looked over her shoulder. "Come on, Dave! Get over here! Don't you want to say hi to an old teammate?"
Dave wearily made his way onto the screen, joining the two. "Did you really have to drag me along to pick him up?"
"Yeah," Beth told him. "Noah needed two people to pick up each person that was eliminated. He said it would make searching and getting back go faster." She gave Dave a warm smile as she teasingly poked his arm. "Besides, you could use some cheering up, and I'm an expert at that."
Beardo looked at Beth confusingly. "What is going on, exactly?"
"It's a long story, and one I'd rather not go over again," Dave answered. "I'd have rather stayed back home. I needed to get several shots just to come here so I didn't get infected by any foreign bacteria."
Beth glanced at Beardo. "It's not that long, actually. But before we get into that, want to look around for a little bit? It's not every day you wind up at a Chinese market."
Beardo shrugged. "I'm down."
As Beth and Beardo walked off, starting to chat like they were already fast friends, Dave sighed behind them. "We're going to be here all day." Regardless of his feelings on the matter, he followed them.
They were his ride back to Canada.
Beardo- 12th
Scarlett- 13th
Owen- 14th
Sadly, this is the end for Beardo's game. I really enjoy Beardo's character, and it really saddened me when he was eliminated first over Leonard in canon. I feel like Beardo struggled to fit in, and his ROTI story plus these last four episodes were all about that. He wasn't trying to stir things up, and everybody did respect him for that. When he joined an All-Star cast, he felt insecure about what that meant and tried to find a reason why he would be considered an All-Star other than he made the merge. In the end, it's a Be Yourself story, and he's an All-Star by being who he is. His game-over sound effect was supposed to be Pac-Man's death sound effect. I meant for him to do that one after he got hit by leeches, but I forgot so it went at his elimination instead.
Wtih one additional player around, I decided not to have players tag out in the last round because then two people a team would've been robbed the chance to run the course instead of one person a team. Sugar's villainous move of the episode was messing with the Salad Spinner's controls, and once again, Topher spoke up about the challenge's lack of pizzazz.
As for the Bonus Clip, I deliberately had Beardo end up in China because that's where World Tour's eating challenge was held, and the challenge of this episode was an eating challenge. As for who picked Beardo up, I adore Beardo and Beth's friendship in Fangren's Total Shuffled, and Beth had a similar story of trying to fit in during the canon show. Dave was selected to be her partner because he was Beardo's teammate and the one he talked to the most after Sky.
This is my final upload of Cast Swap for 2018. I may upload something else just for a little fun, but I'm going to hold off on more Cast Swap until after New Year's has passed. Thanks for making Cast Swap my most-read fic, and for making my holiday wish for a TVTropes page come true. I hope everyone enjoys the holidays; it's been a great year.
Review in the box below, and remember, reviews are awesome! Happy holidays, and see you next year in 2019!