Author's Note
I'm back! I'm gonna keep it real, I've been experimenting new ways to plan out chapters before I write them. My second experiment was used for this one. And I can say that I didn't really like this. So if this chapter feels off in any way. That's most likely why. This is the first time in all of the stories I've written where I've gotten to the tenth chapter. So, let's keep this short and respond to reviews!
WeirdAlFan101: Dang, that was pretty harsh lmao. Will he get things straightened out or will this resolve in another season? Who knows...
Critica7: I'll take an 'interesting' over bad any day! It's hard huh? I thought that it was kind of obvious. Sam, Jo, Cody and Sadie. Were those in order or just off the top of your head? And yeah, after looking back. Alliances really aren't lasting long. And by Justin vibes do you mean that Topher is self-admiring himself a lot? Because in canon he did so too… I think.
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thanks! Yeah, Trent being here without Gwen surely can be… difficult to write since his character revolves around Gwen. Will Brick turn on Jo? And his teammates definitely find him off, but not at a game standpoint just yet.
Phenomenal Ultra Instinct: Stakes are getting high indeed. During your spiel about Scott, do you mean concerning for the cast or me? Because he stated already that he's gonna lay low for a few episodes. To specifically prevent being caught doing something off. I feel like if needed, Trent could serve as part hero, part anti-hero. And last episode was definitely him being an anti-hero. As for what you can expect… Expect The Unexpected.
Derick Lindsey: I'm sure everyone else thought Cody was a goner. You for sure aren't alone. I also like writing Scott and Courtney interacting. I dunno, it's just so fun. No offense but I don't really know how to respond to that Trent portion of your review. I literally didn't understand the point you were trying to make with that so please go into more detail or just scrap it. I like Harold and Sadie's friendship too in here and in canon. (the evidence that they were friends in canon just makes so much sense) not gonna speak about their friendship though to avoid spoilers. When I wrote that scene where Jo sabotaged her team, I literally got up and started dancing because I loved that scene so dang much. Sam becoming the Owen in this challenge didn't cross my mind. Nice thinking, because that could've been a good running gag for the chapter.
That British Guy: Don't we all?
Knifez: Glad I'm impressing you! Thanks for all the praise and hopefully the amazing chapters continue!
AndrewNotCarranza: Happy that you came back to read this! And thank you! Let's not act like your story isn't just as good. Or even better. So you think Geoff and Sammy will be the main couple by the end of the season? Hm. Dang, Cody got really unlucky with that quarrel last episode. His plot will be resolved though. When and how I'll be forced to keep to myself. And you're right, Brick has been too willing towards Jo's actions so that'll be lessened as of this chapter. Yeah, Courtney and Scott won't be a couple this season for sure. But who knows, there's always Action and World Tour. Samkota has been experiencing some difficulties due to Topher. But there's still a good chance that they'll end up together.
Stress2Impress: It's fine, you're back now and that's what matters. Sadie will definitely be more relevant than in canon, how so, is the question. Maybe Scarlett will use Harold to do her bidding. But there's no telling behind these curtains!
Today's cooks stand as:
Screaming Gophers: Courtney, Geoff, Harold, Sadie, Sammy, Scarlett, and Scott.
Killer Bass: Brick, Cody, Dakota, Jo, Sam, Topher, and Trent.
I'm nowhere near a decent cooker. I need to find some cookbooks or something...
Episode 10 - If You Can't Take The Heat…
"Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris began, "our competitors became hunters, and the hunted." clips of the deer dispersing and Chris facing the cast at the bulletin board were shown. "During the challenge, Trent was hungry for food. But later in the day, he got hungry for revenge. More on that later." clips of Trent persuading Sam to go with him, ramming through the door and part of his confessional were shown. "Sam and Dakota's interactions were for sure cringey, but enjoyable. Can anyone say… showmance?" clips of their interactions were shown. "And in sudden and strangely watchable twist, Jo, Trent, Cody, Brick and the BFFFLs got in a heated argument over Jo's alliance and overall behavior. Wait, did I say enough F's? I can never remember." clips of the heated argument and everyone's reactions were shown next.
"And the icing on the cake, Jo purposely broke one of the challenge's rules. So by default, the Bass were sent to the bonfire." clips of Jo taking of the red nose and her voting confessional was shown. Plus a shot of their ceremony. "In the end however, it was Katie who got backdoored by her teammates for being Cody's closest ally. Leading to Chef splitting them up just as they were about to lock lips. Ouch!" clips of Katie's sudden yet prolonged departure was shown. Including a shot of all seven remaining Bass cringing at something off-screen at the ceremony. "With Katie gone, the teams are now even."
The camera cut to Chris standing on the Dock of Shame, finger up. "Can the Bass bounce back? Or this their goose finally cooked?" he asked the unusual metaphor. "Find out tonight on Total… Drama… Island!"
(Transition to Theme Song)
[Many shots of the lights and hidden cameras popping out and turning on were shown. Mostly hurting the wildlife in the process. A cue card shifts the shot over to the dock. The camera immediately starts to fly by the 'Wawanakwa' sign, some buildings on the campgrounds, and Chris who's in a director's chair drinking coffee. The lyrics begin once the camera passes the host.]
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doin' fine;
[The camera zips past some trees, going up the cliff that left us on a cliffhanger last episode. Peeking over to see two rings made of buoys arranged in the water below.]
You guys are on my mind!
[The viewpoint changes as if someone jumped off the cliff and into the lake; Cameron is shown in his bubble, observing the area with glee. As a fish swims by him, a fishing hook pierces and makes a big hole in his bubble, leaving Cameron to get out of the bubble and flail his arms in despair.]
Ya asked me what I wanted to be,
And now I think the answer is plain to see!
[The camera surfaces, showing B and Scarlett in a canoe, B was shown controlling the motorized fishing rod. Cameron suddenly surfaces barely hanging on to the canoe. As B awkwardly glances at him. The contraption malfunctions and Cameron's bubble flies high into the air.]
I wanna be… famous!
[The bubble hangs in the air momentarily before coming back down. A pan down reveals Jo punching a tied-up punching with extreme passion. Brick promptly jogs past her. Jo gets angered by this and attempts to catch up to the cadet. Only for the pierced bubble to drape over Jo's head. The camera zooms out to show Courtney and Scott watching the scene unfold, Scott laughs at Jo's misfortune and Courtney rolls her eyes at his behavior.]
I wanna live close to the sun!
[The camera goes to another part of camp, Sam and Dakota were sitting on an inflatable raft. Both on their respective favorite devices. Too pre-occupied with their devices, they don't notice quick enough and go over the edge.]
Well pack your bags, 'cause I've already won!
[At the bottom of the waterfall, Lightning was striking several different poses on a broken log, suspended over two rocks. During the middle of that, he missed Izzy flying in on a vine from off-screen. She promptly crashes into Lightning, and they're both sent off-screen.]
Everythin' to prove, nothin' in my way;
[The camera barely keeps up with Lightning and Izzy, panning rapidly to do so. They crash into the outhouse confessional, causing Sugar to unceremoniously fall out with her pants fall the way down, with a pixilation over the part of her body that can't be shown on television. The camera begins to pan to the window in the Main Lodge, Chef could be seen through it.]
I'll get there one day.
[The camera moves past the window. Chef was shown stirring a pot of something, pukeworthy green directly with his arm. He looked behind himself to show Harold and Cody tied up in chairs, sharing the nervous at what's about to come.]
'Cause I wanna be… famous!
[A pan left shows Topher holding a picture of something admiring it happily. He flips the picture over, revealing it to be Chris when he was in a teenage boy band. Holding a guitar proudly alongside three other people. The camera goes past another window and to the stairs near the docks. Katie and Sadie were shown to be admiring Trent who was tuning his guitar just a couple feet away.]
(Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[Just down the docks, Sammy and Geoff were shown lounging on lounge chairs, chatting it up. Amy defiantly flips the chair Sammy was sitting down, laughing hysterically. Sammy turns red awkwardly as Geoff gives Sammy a concerning look.]
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[The camera quick-pans ahead stopping at a waving Beth. Beth backs up and begins to twirl her baton at a great rate speed. So much so, that it looks like it's about to catch on fire. She cluelessly throws the baton up into the air.]
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[The time transitions from day to night as the baton stays in the air. As the baton comes down, the sparks from it turns into fireflies. The camera pans down to reveal Sam and Dakota sitting at the campfire, gazing in each other's eyes. They lean in for a kiss, only for it to be interrupted by a crazed Izzy popping up between them, wrapping her arms around them for a hug. The camera pulls out slowly revealing the rest of the cast, whistling the last few notes of the theme song with Chris watching by the side.]
(Transition to Episode)
The first double-digit episode began with a shot of two overlapping trees. The shot moved in to reveal the majestic waterfall before them. Then the dock was cut to, only for a pan up to the cabins. Already, snoring could be heard inside. Geoff slept soundly on his lower bed while above him Harold slept, scratching his butt. Scott was the first Gopher boy up, yawning and getting up from his bed. He scratched his back as he walked towards the door. Unceremoniously tripped on his way.
"Huh?" Geoff asked, the thud Scott made waking the surfer and Harold. "Today's a school day?"
"Ew Harold!" Scott laid on the ground, pointing at a blue tightie-whitie on the ground. The nasty part was… a feces stain was clearly there. Disturbing Scott. "That's the grossest thing I've seen, ever."
"Harold…" Geoff yawned, rubbing his eyes. "that's new level nasty."
"It wasn't me!" Harold shouted, still covered in his comforter. "Those aren't even my underwear!"
"Yes it is!" Scott continued, standing up. "You're the only one who wears that kind. My maw-maw says that tighty-whities are only for redhead sissies. Perfect for you, Harold."
"I'm telling you, it wasn't me!" Harold yelled, his cheeks flushing red. Someone knocked on their door, causing all three boys to look at the door.
"Come in." Geoff called, Scarlett calmly opened the door without her glasses on. She too, was extremely tired.
"What's with all the commotion?" she asked. "You gorillas woke me up. What's the predicament?"
"The predicadoohickey, is that Harold keeps leaving his dirty underwear all over the cabin." Scott answered, motioning to the underwear.
"First of all, predicament and doohickey are two separate words." Scarlett walked towards the dirty piece of clothing, looking at it in disgust. "Plus, where's the cold-cut evidence that this is-" her eyes went wide, "it appears that Harold's name is sewed onto the waistband."
Harold sat up and crossed his arms defiantly. "Whatever. I know I didn't do it."
"Live a lie, dweeb." Scott insulted, leaving the cabin for the washrooms.
/
A bird was shown flying through the sky. Then the camera panned down to unveil the 14 campers standing on the shore fully dressed. Chris, as always, stood in front of them.
"Today's challenge will test your minds," he pointed at his noggin, "your teamwork," he pointed at the campers, "and your skills in the kitchen! You'll be cooking a three-course meal and serving it to me, for tasting. The winners get a reward, the losers will send somebody home." he pointed away with his thumb.
"Each team will appoint a 'Head Chef' to create the theme of the meal and to oversee the cooking." Sadie and Sammy glanced at each other in nervousness. Neither of them wanting such a big role in the challenge. "To cook, you need ingredients. Every morning a truck brings us food," a random truck with three fruits plastered on the side had just reserved up onto the shore from the lake. The driver, which seemed to be a dolphin, whistled and saluted at everyone. "Today's task starts there."
A shot of inside the back of the truck was next. Geoff and Scott opened the doors to the back, grinning widely as they saw the wide assortment of foods.
"We could do a killer Italian theme!" Geoff suggested, beaming with excitement.
"Seriously?" Scarlett said, just arriving to look at the ingredients. "Usually I wouldn't trust you anywhere near the food but since you seem rather confident about making Italian food. I'll keep my objections to myself."
"Really?" Geoff asked, high-fiving the genius who retracted it quickly due to the hard slap. "Thanks brah. As Head Chef, I won't let you down. Now let's get grabbin'!" Geoff, Scott and Scarlett all hopped into the truck. Allowing the Killer Bass to sight the food.
"I call Head Chef!" Jo yelled from the back of the group, running up ahead and jumping into the truck. Topher appeared into view moments after.
"No! Please let me be Head Chef! I know almost everything about Chris!" Topher pleaded. "Aren't you sick of losing?"
Jo smirked off-screen to Cody, which he noticed and groaned. "Maybe one more time should do it." Jo commented.
"Aren't you done making my life miserable?" Cody complained, trying to pull himself onto the truck. Only to get shoved off by Jo. "I would've liked a verbal answer." Cody moaned off-screen. Topher and Jo looked at him before continuing their conversation.
"But come on Jo." Topher began again, "I'm Chris's number one fan!" he moved in to whisper, "I know where he's from. We could make national dishes from there. He'll love it!" the camera pulled out a little to show their bodies and Jo smiled.
"I like the way you're thinking." Jo complimented with a hint of mischief. "Topher's Head Chef! So anyways, what ingredients are we gonna get?"
Topher took the lead and walked deeper into the truck just as Scott exited with a crate full of food. "Well, first we're gonna need some carrots…"
/
The camera flashed ahead to the Gophers barging into the kitchen. Everyone was light-hearted as they came with boatloads of ingredients. Except for Geoff who swung his hat around one finger before putting it back on. "Okay, we got like three courses and six people." the camera cut to his teammates. "So everybody partner up."
"I bet me and Sadie can rock the antipasto." Harold told everyone with a shake of his head. "I'm like a black belt when it comes to cutting cheese." he revealed, causing laughter from everyone else but Scarlett. "What? What?!"
"They're laughing at the 'cutting cheese' metaphor." Scarlett informed him dryly. "Which means to pass gas." several more chuckles were heard after Scarlett paused. "Personally, I think it's a little childish. We're all 16 years old. We're not five."
Geoff looked at Scarlett in disappointment while Scott glared at the genius. "Way to ruin the mood." the dirt farmer muttered.
"If ruining the mood gets you guys to participate fully. Then believe that it'll be continuing to occur." Scarlett replied and Scott rolled his eyes. "Plus, I can make pasta sauce. If it'll be any help. My mom taught me how to do so a few months before auditioning for the show."
"Oh em gee!" Sammy squealed. "My mom also taught me to make pasta sauce and boil pasta!" Sammy put her hand out for a high-five. "We could be partners."
"Yay…" Scarlett said awkwardly, only tapping Sammy's hand. "And if we're partners, then that leaves…"
Courtney and Scott shared a quick glance. "Ew! No!" Courtney objected, sticking out her tongue. "I can't work with him!"
"Aw…" Scott said mockingly, "why not? I'm sure we'd be a great couple." he snickered evilly only fior Courtney to shove him down. "Agh!"
"Nice one dude." Geoff laughed, giving Scott a thumbs-up which he returned.
"See?" Courtney yelled, "He's such a skeezeball! Jeez, why is it that redheads have to cause so much trouble. First Izzy, then Harold, and now Scott. It better not be you next Scarlett."
"As much as I'd love to berate on your now major flaws." Scarlett began, Courtney gasped in shock. "Geoffrey is the one in charge." she turned to the surfer dude, who wasn't fully paying attention. "What's your call?"
Geoff raised his hat to scratch his head in confusion. "Um, what's with all the beef? Can't we all just have a party?" the dull note played as his six teammates eyed him in confusion.
Scarlett groaned. "Is it possible for me to take over his position?" she looked around, attempting to find a camera to turn to. "Geoffrey! Answer my question!"
Geoff's eyes widened. "Oh yeah, my bad brah." Scarlett crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Um, you kinda have to work with my boy Scott Courtney… there's no one left…"
"Why can't me and Scott make seperate desserts and the better one gets presented to Chris?" Courtney suggested bitterly. "I was a C.I.T! I have some recipes up my sash." randomly, Topher and the rest of his team came through the door. But just like their entrance, the ingredients they got looked to be assorted the way they came in.
"You guys had to wear sashes?" Topher marveled mean-spiritedly. "No wonder your fashion taste sucks."
"Shut it!" Courtney yelled as more Bass filed in behind her.
"Okay," Scarlett shouted, getting Courtney's attention. "you're working with Scott and that's that!" both girls looked at Geoff for an answer and the blonde sheepishly nodded.
"Sorry Courtney. Should've offered something sooner." Geoff told her with a shrug. "Plus, if you don't help today you're kinda painting a huge target for tonight's vote."
"Huh…" Scarlett smiled. "the surfer knows strategy talk. I'm impressed."
"What can I say? I got straight A's back home." the six teammates all looked at him again as he told a blatant lie. "Fine, I failed two classes but besides those I got straight C's! I heard C's are average!"
"Sure Geoff," Courtney groaned, "I'll do it. But! Only for the good of the team. I do not like Scott."
"No one said you did." Sadie said.
"Enough arguing!" Scarlett shouted again. "Let's get to prepping."
Confessional: Scarlett
"I still think that I should've taken charge instead of the dim-witted surfer boy." Scarlett confided with a leg rested on another. "Sadly, I'm not the best chef. Hopefully Geoffrey pulls through." she gave the camera a wicked grin. "A slight numbers advantage over the Bass will be useful in several challenges I believe."
"Topher bro…" Sam said on a close-up, pulling out to show the Bass surrounding the table like the Gophers. "what the heck did you make us get?"
"Yeah, these ingredients look pretty random, Toph." Trent agreed, raising a random peach from a crate.
"They're not random! They're ingredients to make a three-course meal that someone from Newfoundland would enjoy." Topher mentioned.
"Chris is from huh?" Jo said puzzled, even leaning in to hear the fanboy better.
"Newfoundland." Topher repeated but slowly. "It's some American island I think."
Cody laughed despite being somewhat brokenhearted. "For a superfan you sure didn't do your research. Newfoundland is a Canadian island-"
"I'm sure nobody here wants to listen to you talk Cody." Jo cut him off, dirty looks were sent to the geek by Trent, Jo and Topher.
"Hey leave him be!" Dakota exploded, walking over to Jo. "He didn't do anything wrong." he looked at the five people that voted Katie off. "You guys just voted off his girlfriend."
"Because he needed a reality check." Jo answered, her voice getting louder.
"No, you need a reality check." Dakota responded, picking up a spud and chucking it at the jockette, striking her in the head. Jo immediately grit her teeth and steam comically exited her ears as her face began to turn red.
"Dakota!" Sam yelled in a whisper. "I think you just broke a blood vessel." the camera returned to Jo while she kept fuming in rage. She picked up a can of beans and whipped it at the rich female, who ducked just in time. As she returned to her full stature, a crate full of food was whipped at her as well. She attempted sidestepping it but got the wind knocked out of her instead. "Jo!" Sam screamed, kneeling down to the blonde. "Chill out man!"
"Call me 'man', one more time." Jo advised menacingly, approaching the lovers slowly as steam still brewed from her ears. She was less angry due to the facial region returning to normal color. A nice jab was about to be taken by Jo until a white liquid hit the back of her head, drenching her hair. She whipped around and saw Cody, eyeing a gray can in confusion.
"Canned milk?" he remarked. "Who gets milk in a can?" he looked up innocently and was met with a threatening glare by Jo. Cody gave to run away while Jo gave chase angrily. They ran around in table in circles childishly before Topher put a stop to it.
"Guys!" he screamed, separating the two as they were about to pass him. "We need to make partners to the meal!"
"What 'meal'?" Sam asked. "Can't we just make something simple. Like Mac 'N Cheese?"
Topher looked at the gamer in disdain. "Sure." he lied, earning a smile from the gamer turned frown. "If you want to lose. We already got ingredients, let's just stick to the plan. Brick and Jo, you guys can work on the appetizer: Oyster Leaf."
Jo gave Brick and displeased look, turning to Topher in confusion and aggravation. "I don't know how to make that!"
"I agree with Jo." Brick pointed to his fellow Bass. "That seems… really challenging. Especially for an appetizer."
"That's why I'm here." Topher addressed himself smugly, causing an eye roll from Jo. The Head Chef faced his four other teammates with his clipboard. "Trent and Cody," the two awkwardly glanced, "you'll be making-"
"Can I request a new partner?" Cody raised his hand sheepishly. "Why can't I get Dakota?"
Topher gave the geek a cold stare, who sighed and retracted his hand. "Like I was saying, Trent and Cody, you'll be making our entree: Flipper Pie."
Another dull note played as Trent facepalmed and Cody just nodded in acceptance.
"'Flipper Pie'?" Trent quizzed, approaching the crates of food and looking through it. "We didn't bring anything for a pie."he looked up in realization. "Isn't that a dessert-"
"And the high-school sweethearts can make desserts: Touton." Topher closed his eyes smugly and put the clipboard behind his back. "Everyone happy?" six annoyed and fed up glares were made, after a moment the six cooks all approached the crates for ingredients. All the while, Topher's eyes remained closed and his expression remained smug.
/
Sammy was in the foreground at the stove, cautiously boiling water for the pasta. Her partner was behind her in the background cutting tomatoes precisely and carefully. While the two girls continued to work in silence, the blonde Head Chef walked over to Scarlett, staying out of her view as he watched over her slicing and dicing.
"Nice cutting skills, Scar." he praised, prompting Scarlett to flinch and dice the tomato unevenly. The genius saw her mistake and frowned at Geoff.
"Geoffrey!" Scarlett slammed her knife on the cutting board, frightening the surfer. "Was there need to frighten me? More so with a knife in my possession?" she grabbed the knife again and pointed it at Geoff. Who backed up slowly in defense.
"Whoa Scarlett." he said calmly, learning his mistake and speaking softly. "I was just bein' nice. No need to get all creased, smart brah."
Sammy walked over to Geoff and Scarlett, siding with Geoff immediately. "Yeah, calm down Scarlett, he was just complimenting you." she glanced at Scarlett's diced tomatoes. Save the uneven one which was now in her hand. Sammy's eyes went wide at the sight. "Scarlett, those are really even. How'd you get it like that?"
Scarlett shrugged blankly, Sanmy's compliment leaving her unfazed. "Mere practice, that's all." she looked at something off-screen with a raised eyebrow. The pot Sammy had left on the stove was now steaming profusely. "Sammy, go back to your station and add the pasta. I believe the water is boiling." Sammy turned to the stovetop and gasped.
"Oh crud!" Sammy yelped, running back off-screen to the pot. The camera focused on Scarlett and Geoff as the genius returned to dicing. Even after their last interaction, Geoff continued to watch her. Scarlett presumably saw the surfer in her peripheral view and stabbed the cutting board once more. Seeing this, Geoff backed up once again but this time full-fledged running away.
The scene switched over to another cutting board where Harold stood, he focused on literally cutting the cheese as Sadie came over with a sausage.
"Hey, can I use the cutting board?" Sadie asked blankly. "Scarlett's using the other one."
"Sure," Harold said, not looking at Sadie, "lemme just finish cutting the cheese." Sadie chuckled promptly causing Harold to look up and frown. "You know what I meant."
Sadie laughed once more before responding, "Yeah, but it's still really funny." from off-screen, Harold handed her the chopping board which she took gladly. "Thanks."
"No problem." Harold said, sorting the cheese onto a small plate. Only a few cuts into the sausage, Sadie looked at the redhead and her eyes widened.
"I don't think you're supposed to cover the whole plate with cheese Harold." Sadie informed them, slowly cutting another piece of sausage.
Harold stared at the plate, then nodded. "Yeah, you're probably right." he took every piece of but two, slightly overlapping them to create more space. He looked around for anyone else listening in on him then leaned towards Sadie. "We need to get Scott out now."
Sadie grabbed the plate Harold used to sort the sausage. "Scott? Why?"
"Me and Scarlett think that he's been sabotaging our team from the start!" Harold whispered, rather than gasping, Sadie just raised an eyebrow at that accusation.
"Well," she started, "can you back that up?"
"Totally!" Harold exclaimed, louder than he had intended. "First, during the talent show…"
xxx
The flashback began with a black-and-white shot of Scott entering the girls' side of the cabin, peering inside and scratching his head.
"Scott messed with Sugar's lyrics right before the show. Sugar even said that the lyrics weren't her own!"
Harold voice-overed as the dirt farmer switched Sugar piece of paper with his own.
/
Now the black-and-white flashback flashed to the sixth episode, 'The Sucky Outdoors'. Scott began to run up to Izzy, panting and conversing with her the whole time.
"During the camping challenge when Izzy had to pee, Scott probably convinced Izzy to scare us with the bear costume again when he made sure she didn't go AWOL."
Izzy was shown nodding and running off, having Scott run after her.
/
The final scene was of Scott muttering something at B's phobia while Scarlett and Courtney objected heavily.
"And finally, during B's fear, Scott kept influencing B to not face his fear while trying to come off as being kind."
Chris finally stopped B's fear and he couldn't complete it and insulted Scott, as with the rest of the Gophers glaring at him.
"How'd I let him get away with that? Gosh!"
xxx
Back in reality, Harold slammed his fist on the table and Sadie patted his back. "Don't beat yourself up for it. It might not even be true."
Harold moved away from the BFFFL in surprise. "You still don't believe me? I just laid down cold, hard facts."
"Yeah but," Sadie sighed, "I'm still kinda conflicted about Katie." Harold's frown turned blank as it was now his turn to pat Sadie's back. "I just can't believe she's really gone."
"She's not dead. She's just back home. You'll see her when the show ends." Harold reassured.
"I know." Sadie lamented, sighing again, she got a jar or olives and struggled to open it. "It's like… I wanna go home and see her but at the same time. I wanna win this for her."
"I think you mean second place." Harold said bluntly, "Because you're not beating me in the end!" his cocky remark made Sadie chuckle, blushing while doing so.
"We'll see." Sadie sniffed. She hugged Harold tightly while Harold frowned from above her. "I just don't wanna talk about strategy right now, that's all."
"Mmhmm." Harold groaned.
Confessional: Harold
"I think that it's pretty obvious to the audience that I'm gunning for Scott. And for good reason too. He's a really good competitor. And if he stays any longer without people realizing it. He's gonna win the whole thing just by sabotaging. So it really hurt when Sadie didn't believe me." he sighed and sipped an orange can of soda he seemed to pull out of nowhere. He retched and looked at it in disgust. "This tastes like regret."
Jo and Brick were shown just sitting down doing nothing, just watching their teammates work. Topher walked over to them in confusion.
"Um, why aren't you two working on the oyster leaf." Topher asked, tapping his wrist. "We don't have all day."
"But we don't know how to make oyster leaf." Brick revealed. "Plus, they're aren't erven any oysters in the ingredients we brought back."
"So go and get some." Topher ordered sternly.
"Why don't you get it!" Jo yelled, standing up in anger. "Since you wanna be fancy with the courses. Why can't we just make grilled cheese and call it a day."
Topher paused for a moment, then smiled. "Fine. Go make grilled cheese."
"Shut up-" Jo was about to say, realizing Topher's words. "Wait, what?"
"Go make grilled cheese I said." Topher repeated, smirking intently. Jo cast a side-eyed glare at him but left regardless.
"Okay…" she began to walk out, Brick following her, "you better not have some tricks up your sleeve, 'Junior Chris'!"
"Hm, 'Junior Chris'... I love it!" Topher cheered, Jo sent another nasty look at him and once they were out of earshot, he walked over to Dakota and Sam, who were frying the dough at the deep fryer. Dakota mainly handled it while Sam watched a couple of feet to her side. His right hand rested on the counter. "Wow guys, you actually can make touton? I'm surprised and impressed."
"My Daddy made it for his international executives once and he taught me how to make it." Dakota explained, raising the basket and watching the grease drain. "Okay, I think these are done."
Sam grinned at the fried food. "Wow Dakota, that looks amazing! You did really good."
"Thanks!" Dakota cherished, "I still wish my Daddy was here. His are amazing."
"Then try it." Sam suggested, looking at the dough intently. "It can't be that different."
"No way!" Dakota shook her head, much to Sam's confusion. "My nutritionist said I can't eat any fried food or they'll cut my modeling deal."
"Dang," Sam rubbed his neck, "so like, can I have some? I need a power boost, heh."
"No Sam," Dakota blinked, "this is for Chris remember?" the blonde accidentally set the hot basket onto Sam's resting hand.
"Agh! What're you doing?" Sam cried, pulling his hand back to him in pain. Which caused the touton to flip out of the basket and into the deep fryer again. Dakota shielded herself from the splash of grease while Topher rushed over and scooped up the dough with the basket.
"Sam! Are you okay?" Dakota fretted, carefully elevating his hand only to no avail.
"Ow! Don't do that!" Sam howled, his tone sounding more angry than hurt. He grit his teeth and pain and began to walk away and presumably out. "I think I should tap out of this challenge, heh." he informed with a clearly forced chuckle. "Maybe Chris knows what to do."
"Yeah, go to the infirmary dude." Trent said, eyeing Sam's hand as the gamer walked by him and Cody. Who were standing at opposite sides of the oven. "What degree is it?"
"How should I know bro?" Sam responded in a panic, walking off-screen. Cody opened his mouth to talk but closed it when Sam had already left the kitchen. A moment later, a ding was heard and Trent beared a smile.
"Is that the flipper pie?" Topher exulted, comically zipping his way next to Trent as he opened the oven.
"You bet!" Trent put on a pair of feminine pink oven mitts, bringing the pastry out and putting it on the counter. A triumphant tune occurred when the camera zoomed in on the pie. Awkwardly, a gray fish tail poked out through the top of the pie. The celebratory tune was cut and Cody and Topher looked rather unimpressed while Trent looked confused.
"What the heck did you guys make?" Topher yelled, motioning at the fish tail in disbelief. "Did you just put a random fish in the pie," Topher pulled the fish out of the pie, " and stick it in the oven!" he threw the fish across the kitchen. Unceremoniously, slapping Harold in the face. Geoff, Scott and Sadie all laughed as the dweeb glared at Topher with his arms crossed.
"I tried to help him make it." Cody explained, glaring at Trent. "But he shunned me." the musician returned the glare, noticeably with not as much hate as intended.
"And for good reason too." Topher said aside. He opened the window right in front of him and tossed the pie out. "Make a new one. Now."
"Aw, what?" Trent demurred, putting the oven mitts on the counter. "Dude! We coulda still used it!"
It's fine Trent." Cody said calmly, walking back towards the door. "Let's go make a new one. How you're supposed to make it."
"For once, I agree with him." Topher pointed out the kitchen. Trent followed Cody out in disdain while Topher writes something on his clipboard, then walks away.
/
"Hey guys!" Geoff called out, grabbing a tray of seven sandwiches and presenting it to his team. "Me and Sammy made some sandwiches! Now we chow down while we work!" Courtney and Sadie were the first ones to claim a sandwich first. Both taking big bites in complete hunger. Sadie smiled while Courtney looked dissatisfied.
"Yummy!" Sadie exclaimed, taking in another bite while she spoke with it mouth full. "Nice work guys, these are nice!"
Geoff leaned back as chunks of food along with spittle sprinkled from Sadie's mouth. "Haha, say it don't spray it brah."
Sadie covered her mouth as she chewed now in embarrassment. "Oop- sorry. I'm just really hungry."
"Geoff, these sandwiches suck!" Courtney said, spitting out what was in her mouth into a napkin.
Geoff awkwardly laughed, now Sammy stood next to him. "Brutal brah."
"Sorry," Courtney said genuinely. "I wasn't trying to be mean but, this tastes like sweat and lotion." Geoff's face grew worried as Courtney continued to describe the sandwich. "I could've done way better than this."
"Courtney…" Geoff began with squinted eyes, holding back laughter. "don't open up that sandwich…"
Contrary to Geoff's orders, Courtney slowly raised the top slice of bread. And to her disgust, a bitten piece of underwear remained in the sandwich. "Ew! What is wrong with you?"
"Yeah Geoff," Sammy said in confusion, checking the other sandwiches. "whose underwear is that?" Geoff and Scott shared a mean-spirited smile as they eyed Harold. Courtney caught their glances and her eyes widened.
"You didn't!" Courtney gasped and the two males burst into raucous laughter. The Hispanic's cheeks promptly bulged and she ran by Geoff and Scott hurriedly as they laughed over the sounds of vomit hitting the ground.
"Stop messing with my underwear!" Harold yelled. "Now I'm one short for the week."
"You only bought a week's worth of undergarments?" Scarlett repeated in disbelief. Stirring a pot on the stove and then tasting it.
"Yeah." Harold answered, meeting all the odd looks from his team. "What? We get to wash our clothes."
"Ick." Courtney said as she walked through the doors, green puke surrounded her lips. "That was so gross. Thanks a lot Geoff."
"Sorry Court'," he apologized, putting a hand on her shoulder. "That sandwich was supposed to go to Harold."
"Why me?" Harold challenged, resting his hands on his chest. "I told you it wasn't mine in the morning."
"It had your name sewed onto the waistband, geek." Scott sneered. "What more evidence do we need."
"Oh I'll show you evidence." Harold replied, coming close to Scott's face and pointing at his nose. His voice then turned into a whisper. "I know your game Scott."
"Back up, dweeb." Scott shoved Harold to the ground with fury, he stepped over Harold and took a sandwich from Geoff's plate. "Mm-mm-mm." Scott vocalized as he chewed. "I think Harold needs another lesson. Whaddya say Geoff?"
"Gosh! Why can't you guys stop picking on me?" Harold cried, sitting up in exasperation.
"We'll stop 'picking' on you-" Geoff began...
"And your underwear-" Scott scoffed.
Geoff finished the sentence, which made Harold hang his head. "When you admit your guilt dude." he turned to the sandwiches. "Hey Sammy, can ya help me clean this up? Unless, someone else wants one?" there was complete silence (save Scott's loud and purposeful chewing) when Geoff offered the remainder of the sandwiches.
"Not right now." Sammy told him, draining the spaghetti over the sink. "Maybe after me and Scarlett finish our course." promptly, the genius walked over to Sammy and abruptly took over the draining process quite kindly.
"It's fine. Go help Geoff put the sandwiches away." Scarlett insisted, maintaining the spaghetti as water still fell from it and steam rose from the sink. "I've already completed my task of making spaghetti sauce. I'll be glad to help you finish yours."
Sammy looked starstruck at Scarlett's suggestion, handing the sieve to Scarlett. "Well… thanks Scarlett! I was gonna finish doing this first but if you say so." she smiled as she joined Geoff in putting the sandwiches away. Once Sammy had reached the food, they shared a smile. A quick-pan to the right showed Scarlett finishing Sammy's job with a smirk.
Confessional: Scarlett
"Now that eight people have been banished from this game. It's time to start managing relationships with people. Especially my own team." she explained. "If I become more lenient towards Samantha's actions. Specifically towards Geoffrey, that'll hopefully gain votes for me to stay over someone such as Courtney, where you can come across her more independent demeanor more often. And her being pushy and controlling over everybody isn't benefiting her chances in the slightest. Yay me."
"Can I get a sandwich before you throw those out?" Trent asked, Cody had already passed the Gophers and out the door.
"Sure man," Geoff agreed, setting the plate down again and presenting it to Trent. "take as much as want. I promise I didn't put any more underwear in here."
Trent raised his eyebrow. "Not even gonna ask about that." he took one and smiled once he tasted it. "Dude, these sandwiches are rockin'! What'd you put in here?"
"Don't give me all the credit, your girl helped me out in making some of these." Geoff said, Sammy chuckled and Trent looked at the two in surprise.
"Wait, you both made these?" Trent asked, now slowly chewing the sandwich as if he didn't enjoy it. "Like, together."
"Yep." Geoff said obliviously, putting the sandwiches in a black trash bag, tossing it out the window. He noticed Trent's now sick expression and furrowed his brow. "Dude, you okay? You look sick. Like how I did after riding the Vomit Comet at Seven Flags." he paused to laugh, "Wicked."
"Yeah I'm just-" puke filled Trent's mouth but the musician decided to choke it down. "yeah I'm fine. Thanks for the sandwiches bro." he fist-bumped Geoff, and surprisingly kissed Sammy on the cheek. "Love you." he said, walking away like nothing at all just happened.
"Aw!" Sadie squealed, walking over to the blondes with the antipasto in hand. "You guys are so cute!"
Sammy touched her cheek then brought her hand to her face in shock. "Wasn't he about to throw up?" an awkward tune played as Geoff and Sadie looked disgusted at Trent's actions.
Geoff chuckled. "Gnarly."
Confessional: Sammy
"Honestly," Sammy began, her hands rested on her lap, "I don't think I like Trent like that. We barely even talk since we're on different teams and I think he's pretty jealous that me and Geoff are so close. Like every time he sees us together, it's like he gets mad or something. He's my first boyfriend and things aren't going so well. Unless you count my boyfriend in second grade, Austin Matelson. We broke up after two days because he was two-timing my sister at the same time. Yuck!" she pointed a finger in her mouth as she retched. "And… I might have feelings for Geoff…"
Confessional: Trent
"I've had girlfriends before. Sure they weren't anything, long term but they dated me." Trent revealed, looking down then up sternly at the camera. "But none of them were close to another boy like how Sammy is with Geoff. Isn't that like, wrong in a relationship?" he leaned in greatly and began to physically nod the camera up and down. Then he returned to his seat on the seat with a relieved smile. "Huh, I thought so."
The static cut to a shot of Sam walking over to the cabins exhaustedly. Gauze was completely wrapped around his right hand and he had one of his game consoles in his hand.
"I still can't believe Chris let me use my GameGuy while I was getting treated." Sam chirped, he entered his cabin and sat on his lower bunk bed. "He sure is nicer than he comes off." the music turned ominous once again as the camera cut to the tiki idol that was tucked under his bunk. Sam's unharmed hand grabbed said tiki. "Oh tiki idol, please have my team win today's challenge. I really don't want to vote for Cody." he lightly kissed the tiki idol where its mouth was and held it dearly.
"Hey Sam," Chris said, letting himself in and speaking his mind as he approached the injured gamer. "we're gonna need that GameGuy back. Production said that we were breaking the rules by giving it to you." he gasped loudly once he noticed the tiki idol Sam held. "Where'd you get that?"
Sam chuckled despite seeing Chris's genuinely worried face. "Oh this?" he shook it around, "It hit me in the head back at the canoeing challenge. Y'know? When we went to that creepy island. And it looks exactly like-"
"You mean Boney Island?" Chris gripped his hair erratically. "The deadliest island in Muskoka? The one I specifically said not to take anything from, or you'll be cursed?"
"Woah…" Sam gawked, mindlessly handing Chris the GameGuy, "dude, I wanna believe you but if there's anything I learned from video games. It's that curses aren't real. Dang, this thing is more like Unexplored 4: Reverse the Curse than anything."
"Um," Chris took a step back awkwardly, "yeah. Just don't let any of your team see that okay?"
"Why?" Sam said.
Chris gave Sam a noogie, which the gamer disliked. "Did you forget that they know about the curse? They'll vote you off for sure. But hey, if you wanna keep it. It's your funeral." Chris began to walk-offscreen. "I gotta go tell the teams that there's 45 minutes left. Don't forget to attend the crowning of the winner." Sam merely blinked, tucked the idol under the bed and covered himself with a blanket.
"That's was weird." he said to himself, "Lemme get some Z's before the challenges ends." he blinked and hurried out the door. "But first I gotta pee." the gamer walked down the steps, covering his groin as if he had already urinated on himself. On the side of the Gopher cabin, was a beehive and a rake. Absentmindedly, Sam had tripped over the rake and landed face-first onto the ground.
"Ow…" he groaned, lifting his head to show his small pain threshold. "lost another life…" the camera panned up to show the beehive rocking back and forth from Sam's hard impact. Unluckily for him, the beehive fell down and presumably started attacking him.
"Game over…" he whimpered weakly.
/
A flash cut the episode to a shot of brown crumbs hitting the wooden floor. Then the camera revealed that Sadie was the one eating and making a mess on the ground. "When is this challenge over? I could use a nap."
"How about you help the rest of us clean help while Courtney and Scott finishing making the cannolis." Scarlett told her as she wiped down the counters with a spray bottle in her hand. "We could use the extra set of hands."
"Sure." Sadie shrugged, steam began to float towards the Gophers. Noticing it was Sadie, who sniffed and grinned widely. "What is that smell?" she followed the aroma until there was no more to follow - she stood at the Bass's stove and watched Brick fry the sandwich.
"Nice job, 'Sidekick Brick'!" Jo praised, also enjoying the aroma. "Who knew your grilled cheese recipe would be this good!" her face fell once she saw Sadie next to Brick. "Um, why are you here?"
"Huh? Oh nothing. I just liked the smell and I wanted to see what was up." Sadie answered, still looking at the grilled cheese.
"Well, you can go back to your team because you're not getting anything." Jo commanded, she smiled teasingly. "Or will that be a problem?"
"No." Sadie sighed trudging back to her team after getting berated by Jo.
"Quite frankly," Jo began off-screen. The BFFFL stopped to hear. "I'm surprised she lasted longer than Katie. They're both weaklings."
"Excuse me?" Sadie retorted, walking back to the duo. "I'm so not a weakling."
Jo cackled. "And who gets to make that call?"
"Not you." Sadie said, moving past Brick and becoming face-to-chest with Jo. "Me and Katie are not doormats. We can stand up for ourselves."
"That's not what Katie did three days ago." Jo whispered to Brick, the cadet turned off to stove and beared a frown.
"Jo! I command you to stop!" Brick shouted, stomping his foot and taking Jo back by surprise. "I enjoy working with you but not then you're just berating people for no reason. All she wanted to do was smell the grilled cheese. Not be compared to our ex-teammate who shouldn't have even been voted off." Jo turned around to face her teammates who either looked satisfied, mad or pretty much neutral with the whole situation.
"What're you nodding for?" Jo yelled at Trent. "You voted for Katie too! So did Sam!"
"What!" Sadie screamed in shock. "You guys really voted for her? You let Jo trick you into thinking she did something wrong?!"
"It wasn't her fault," Trent tried to reason, he just brought out the second flipper pie and put it on the counter. "Cody was the one who-"
"Trent! I said I was sorry!" Cody cut him off, pleading for the musician to forgive him.
"May someone inform me of what's going on?" Scarlett walked over to the scene, now wearing blue rubber gloves. "This is quite the ruckus."
"I can't wait for you to get voted off Jo." Dakota said in frustration. "And Sadie if you wanted to know, everyone here voted for Katie except me and Cody."
"Hah! As if revealing the votes would help." Jo laughed. "You guys all fell for my campaigning. You can only blame yourselves for Katie leaving. It's not like she can come back and do anything about it."
Brick shook his head in disapproval. "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." he said solemnly. He headed towards the door in complete shame. At the same time, Chris had just poked his head through.
"Dang, you can just taste the tension in here." he said, the camera cut to the whole kitchen where it was utter silence after the big argument.
"Does it taste better than this orange soda I found?" Harold said, raising the can he drank from the confessional.
Chris stared at the redhead, "You are one weird dude, Harold. Only 45 minutes left and counting!" he said.
/
A shot custard being filled into the cannolis appeared. The amount of custard that was being added varied with each squirt.
"Can we please switch?" Courtney begged, looking at Scott in indifference. "You're being such a slob right now. They all have to have the same amount of custard."
"Lemme teach you some dirt farmer code words right now." Scott said with no eye contact, abruptly, he shrieked for no reason. Starling Courtney.
"What was that for?" she said.
Scott looked up smugly. "That means… shut up and let Scottie work!" he yelled, continuing to fill in the cannolis till he smiled and raised the tray. "Done!"
"Okay whatever." Courtney took the tray from him. "Let's just get this to Chris."
/
45 minutes later, the challenge was finished. Chris sat at a small dining table where Geoff and Topher stood on either side of the table. Topher put his clipboard down on his side of the table and bowed down to Chris.
"Your food will be worth the wait." Topher told him. To counter that, Geoff lit up three candles and blew out the match he used.
"Back in a sec with your meal dude, I mean, sir." Geoff corrected. The shot changed to show the Bass's three courses. Grilled cheese - flipper pie - and touton. Topher was shown sniffing the food with a smile and facing his team.
"This, is one great three-course meal." Topher praised his team. "We're winning this challenge for sure."
"I definitely hope so." Sam said, reunited with his team. "I don't think we can take another elimination." Sam took a big sniff and breathed nonchalantly. "Dang, I missed out on some good cookin'."
"Topher, since you're Head Chef guard the food." Jo instructed. "I don't trust those rodents to not mess with our food."
"You got it, Jo." Topher said, saluting and moving back to face the food. Once Topher's back was turned, the six other Bass went out to face Chris and the Gophers. Topher sighed happily once they left and took off his apron.
"You've outdone yourself this time, Topher." he said.
A skip forward showed the host munching on the Gopher's antipasto with a blank expression. He swallowed it and then gave the Gophers a thumbs-up.
"Your antipasto passed the test-o. Pass the pasta please." he said, using alliteration. A white-skinned hand passed the spaghetti towards the host. Knocking over and breaking the other plate accidentally. He spun a mouthful of pasta on his fork and began to eat it. Still bearing a blank face to surprise the campers with his decision. He slurped up a piece of spaghetti dangling from his mouth and smiled. "On a scale from one to ten… fifteen! How will the Bass respond?"
The camera switched over to the six Bass motioning at the door. Topher swung it open, revealing the pie he held. He walked over to Chris and set it down for him to eat.
"Bon appétit." the fanboy said, joining his team. "How'd he like the grilled cheese?" he whispered to them.
"8 outta ten." Jo responded and Topher fist-pumped.
Chris looked at the second course in confusion. "Um, it's not time for dessert yet."
"It's not dessert." Topher told him. "It's flipper pie!" Chris looked rather calm with the reveal and fixed his collar.
"Here's the deal:" he began seriously, which worried Topher. "I'll give ya two extra bonus points for making a somewhat themed meal from my hometown. But what you guys didn't know is that, I don't like most of their foods." he shrugged impishly as the Bass all glared at Topher. "But hey, maybe you guys'll make me enjoy this."
"That's so sad." Courtney mentioned, Chris grabbed his fork and stuck it into the pie. He attempted to pull it up, but was shocked to realize that something was in it.
"Bass…" he called, still trying to pry his fork from the pie, "can I get some help over here?" the first two people to respond were Trent and Topher who pulled Chris's arm back as he pulled. Momentarily, they finally freed the fork… and the fish that laid in the pie.
"Another fish?" Topher said in shock, immediately turning to the flirtatious geek. "Cody?"
"Turns out the truck didn't have the one main ingredient. Seal flippers." Cody replied truthfully. "Hey, if that truck comes here every morning with food. How come all we get is gruel and the leftovers of your production party-"
"Ahem." Chris said, stopping all speech and gaining attention. "Due to there being a whole fish in my pie, I'll take the liberty of not eating that." he said. "But, since I'm not heartless… I'll give you guys a one." he turned to the Gophers. "Gophers! What's for dessert?"
The camera flashed ahead to Chris eating the Gopher's cannoli. Scott and Courtney watched the host eat nervously. The dirt farmer put his arm around Courtney's shoulder. Only to get sidestepped by said female.
"Ehh, six." Chris spoke, they both hung their heads in disappointment. "The Gophers have 21 so the Bass will need a twelve just to tie it up. And I gotta say," he looked down at the touton, "touton is one my favorite desserts of all-time.
"Yes!" Topher cheered. Chris took a huge anticipating bite out of the touton. Then crushed the Bass's dreams when he threw up in a trash bucket right after.
"Wh- what was wrong?" Dakota asked, knowing that she made the dish.
"Dakota," Chris began with a dab on his mouth, "did you deep fry the touton?"
"Well yes, but-" Dakota tried to say.
"Oh, so that's why it tasted incredibly greasy." Chris added bitterly, throwing the dish in the trash bucket. "You're supposed to fry it in a pan, not the deep fryer."
Dakota looked down awkwardly. "Oh."
"Welp, guess this is over." Chris announced awkwardly himself before facing the winning team. "Gophers win 21-11. And it's not because I don't like my native food. You guys just can't cook to save yourselves."
"Great. Just great." Jo groaned. "I knew I shouldn't have let Topher be Head Chef."
"Hey? How was I supposed to know that Chris doesn't like his native food?" Topher countered. "That was just a fluke!"
"Hey! Hey!" Chris yelled. "Continue arguing after I'm done talking." he coughed. "Okay, the Screaming Gophers now lead with seven members, to the Bass's soon-to-be six. And as promised," a close-up was filmed, "the winners will be enjoying a reward tonight. A five-star dinner under the stars."
The Screaming Gophers even louder due to winning immunity and a sweet reward.
The editors skipped time to show Trent, Dakota, Sam and Cody all resting on their porch. Deciding on who to vote for.
"So who are you guys voting for tonight?" Cody asked the quartet.
"Sorry," Trent stated bitterly, "I don't spill my plans to traitors." Cody just groaned.
"Can't you just forget about that already? Who cares that he was in Jo's alliance thingy?" Dakota pleaded. "He's obviously not working with them anymore."
"It's not that he was in it. It's that he didn't tell the Bro Squad about it in the first place." Trent said sharply.
"I was in Jo's alliance before the Bro Squad." Cody told him. "Plus, you kinda just roped me and Sam in it as if we were best friends. It wasn't even up to a week of us being here dude. I didn't know who to trust."
"He's got a point Trent. Besides being in the same cabin we barely connected like that. I mean, me and you are good now though right?"
"Yeah Sam." Trent said, knowing now that he was wrong.
"Guys, do you realize that Jo has been the reason we've all started arguing more. If all four of us vote for her, that's enough to send her packing. " Dakota suggested.
"Yeah but she's crazy athletic. She can help us in challenges more." Sam countered, earning a frown from Dakota.
"And, if she was Head Chef today, we probably would've won." Trent defended the jockette. "If we vote Jo off now, it won't be long until we'll have to start turning on each other. Because there's no way we'll win a physical challenge without her."
"True…" Cody admitted, "but hasn't Jo caused us enough trouble as it is?" the geek sighed. "I miss when we lost earlier in the season. Then, it was easier to vote people off."
/
Brick was sitting on a lower bunk bed while Jo stood in front of him. "Okay, I know you don't like how I play the game."
"Not at all." Brick assured. "In the military you have to do challenging things but being rude and insensitive just crosses the line Jo."
"Okay and I get that, but I'll promise to stop if you continue working with me." Jo said, most likely not abiding to said promise. "We've been through eight about-to-be nine eliminations. Who says we can't go to the end together?"
Brick thought for a bit before shaking Jo's hand. "Okay, but this time what Brick says, goes."
"Nuh-uh." Jo declined, pointing at herself. "I'm the founder of this alliance. No matter what, I make the rules. Got that, 'Threat Cadet'?"
"Fine." Brick said willingly.
Confessional: Brick
"Working with Jo has its pros and cons." he stated plainly. "Pro: she protects me and we're an unstoppable physical duo." he flexed and settled down. "Con: her attitude bothers me. And as a future sergeant I won't tolerate that."
Confessional: Jo
"I don't plan on doing anything I said back there. I just told Brick what he wants to hear, put a promise on it, and kicked it to the curb." she said. "And everyone else would be completely mental if they didn't vote for anyone but Topher."
The seven remaining Bass were already seated at the ceremony, having just voted. Several types of looks were scattered across the teens but the most notable ones were the annoyed looks towards Topher.
"I've got seven Bass sitting in front of me tonight." Chris announced, holding up the marshmallows. "But only six fluffy bits of safety in my hand." he set down the plate on one of the unclaimed seats. "So, good luck. When I call your name come up and get your marshmallow."
"Dakota." the rich girl got up and did what Chris asked silently.
"Sam." the gamer also picked up his marshmallow. Sharing the moment with his love interest.
"Trent." the musician looked rather blank as he got his. No emotion showed really, other than indifference.
"Brick." the cadet claimed his marshmallow as well. But not before giving the host a salute.
"Thank you sir! Will not let you down sir!" Brick declared before returning to his seat like the safe Bass.
"Topher, Jo and Cody." Chris began while the camera zoomed in on those three. "You guys all received votes today. Time to see which two survived and which one's takin' a boat ride!"
"Nice one Chris!" Topher shouted. Chris laughed evilly before responding,
"Thanks Topher." he said. "With only one vote, Cody," the geek grinned, showing the gap in his teeth, "you're safe." Cody took his time and swag walked his way to the marshmallows, picking one up and swag walking back to his seat. "Topher, Jo. It's down to you. Whoever doesn't get this last marshmallow must immediately walk the Dock of Shame and leave on the Boat of Losers. Forever." he leaned in to emphasize his point. The camera showed Topher sweating his nervousness out as he tapped his foot quietly while on the other hand. Jo, looked as if she was merely trying to keep her composure. Trying to seem worried that she actually has a chance of going tonight.
"The final marshmallow goes to…" the editors decided to draw out the final marshmallow sequence longer this time. Building up way more suspense for a vote that wasn't that mind-blowing.
"Jo."
She regained her calm demeanor and got her marshmallow silently. Not trying to provoke anything right now. Next to her, Topher stood up and faced his team.
"Dang, 9th one out huh?" he said, more disappointed than mad. "Whatevs, it's been a fun two and a half weeks here."
"I've never met another guy who cares as much about his looks more than you, dude." Trent said, waving after. "Take care Toph."
"Yeah, sorry you had to go dude." Sam said. "But ya kinda screwed us over."
"Yeah." Topher chortled. "I did, didn't I?" he approached Chris and gave him a good bro hug. "It's been such a pleasure meeting you, Chris McLean. Don't forget to give me, and the audience back home one heck of a show!"
"Don't sweat it, Toph. Things are just getting started." the host mentioned, worrying the six Bass. Once the fanboy had left for the dock, Chris addressed the Bass. "That's it for today guys. You all can head back to your cabin now." he walked away from the view happily.
/
What seemed to be a wolf howled into the night sky, standing atop a small cliff. The camera cut to the Gopher's cabin after. Harold was shown walking towards it. Inside, noticeably two of the bunk beds were gone and Geoff and Scott had already taken up the two beds that were there. Harold promptly walked in and yelled.
"Hey! Where am I gonna sleep?" he asked the two, who looked just about ready to go to bed.
"Outside." Scott cackled from the lower bunk. Geoff sat up on the upper one.
"I told you to just admit it." Geoff reminded him. Harold sniffed and turned for the door.
"Humph, sleeping outside won't be that bad." he told himself as he left.
The camera flashed ahead to next morning a close-up of Harold was shown and it was evident that he wasn't wearing a shirt as he slept. Giggles were heard as he woke up. Blinking tiredly.
"Why is it so small?" Courtney wondered aloud, causing more giggles. Once Harold fully woke up, he yelped and stood up.
"Good morning Harold!" the six ladies on the show sang. All six were decked out in their swimsuits, treading water in the lake as they watched Harold. Harold looked at them in confusion, then noticed that his crotch was out for all to see. Using quick instincts, he covered it with his clothes hurriedly.
"Are you gonna admit it now?" Geoff asked as him and Scott both surfaced from opposite sides of the dock.
"Yes! Okay! Yes!" Harold pleaded in wails.
"Tell the truth first, bub." Scott told him sternly.
"I'll never leave my crusty underwear out again! I swear!" Harold swore, saluting in the moment.
"Fine, I believe him." Geoff told the others. "I put your clothes back in the cabin." he laughed as Harold dashed back to the cabins. The eight different laughs becoming background noise. Ending off the tenth episode of the season.
Author's Note
And that's that. That was the first double-digit episode of the season and admittedly the first one in a series I've written. And I couldn't have done it without you guys seriously. Without all those reviews and feedback, I probably would've dumped this story in the trash chapters ago. Onto Topher's elimination. ...eh? I kinda wanted him to have more relevance than just trying to stir up drama for ratings but sadly I just couldn't write that without that being somewhat forced. Although I am happy with how I wrote him off. It wasn't something whack like in his canon elimination episode. And it wasn't the best here as his knowledge for Chris ended up backfiring on him. Heck, I was even gonna take it a step further and have him replace the grilled cheese Brick made with a leaf in spite of them not listening but I feel like that was pointless since they were gonna lose regardless. In the end, since only one person made a pre-merge prediction. (I'm still open to hearing your predictions) I guess this elimination was shocking to you.
For the Bass, this episode was slightly more focused on them I feel like. With more arguing and Sadie calling them out on it. They're not in a good state of mind as a team. And more or less, individuals. But the Gophers though are doing much better as a team. But that doesn't mean that they're not plotting against each other. I kept the 'Harold's Dirty Underwear' shtick in for comedic purposes. And I'm overall just happy with how I'm writing these teams so far.
Two more things. One, as for the three foods from Newfoundland I mentioned. I personally know zero to little about those foods and how they're eaten or supposed to be made and whatnot. I simply just Googled famous Newfoundland dishes and those three caught my eye. So if you're from the place and I offended you, I'm sorry. Two, I hid a little joke in Sammy's confessional where's she's talking about her boyfriend. If you watch Big Brother you may know what the joke is. If you happen you get it right, I'll shout you out next chapter. And like I said before, you can still make predictions for the next three eliminated! Don't forget about FanFiction's Favorite Player!
Well, don't forget to rate and review!
And with that, I'm signing off.
See y'all next chapter!
Checkmate King
TJI Elimination Order
Cameron - (22nd Place)
Beth - (21st Place)
Lightning - (20th Place)
Sugar - (19th Place)
Izzy - (18th Place)
B - (17th Place)
Amy - (16th Place)
Katie - (15th Place)
Topher - (14th Place)