Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Total Drama characters that I choose to torture—I mean put in the story! They are merely here for mine, and your amusement. No profit is being made off of this (No one would would stoop as low as to pay me for this anyway) I give all credit to the creators of Total Drama, as well as Johnny Depp, because...well, he's Johnny Depp!
Notes From The Depths of Sarcasm- Alright, I'm just gonna say this now, you guys are awesome! I really appreciate all the reviews, and I especially love it when new people review as well, so keep that up! ;)
I hope you all are loving the The Ridonculous Race as much as I am! Now, since I know some people probably haven't seen it yet, I won't spoil anything, but I wanna let you know that you should watch it! Also, I want to tell you now, that once I'm finished with this season, I'm going to get right to work on another fanfic. I have plans for many of them, some are Ridonculous Race based, and others are AU adventure fics, so stay tuned! ;)
Review Replies:
Corbinace: Sorry if you don't like the way that I write Sammy's name. Literally the only reasons I call her Samey, is because I know I'll forget that her name is Sammy, and I'll end up calling her Same again. :/
Guest #1: Yes, the references are always fun to put in. I'm glad you liked that one, I enjoy Gravity Falls too! ;)
Smokescreen2814: Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! And yes, I figured Heather was the only contestant that was so full of herself and so rude that she'd do that, knowing Dakota would go Dakotazoid.
DSX62415: I think it's safe to say Dakota's family has lots of money. It's probably best we don't get into that...While I like your Kamen Rider idea, not many people know it. Not to mention I have all of the VR challenges planned. Sorry :/
Guest #2: Yes, Dave is really crazy, and we'll see if that gets better as the story progresses. As for Dakota and Dawn, they're one of the story's main plots for now, so I'm glad you like it.
Guest #3: Yeah, I personally think Dave is more in the wrong than Sky, since he tried to kill her, but they both have some problems to work out. As I've said before, I need to play both sides of the argument for now. I'm glad to see someone else has the same opinion as me! XD
Acosta Perez Jose Ramiro: Nice name, and thanks for the favs/follows/reviews! I'm glad you like the story, and thanks, I like it when people tell me if the characters are in character or OOC.
Creaturemaster: Interesting...and Heather will get comeuppance, just don't know when. I'm pretty sure she wouldn't survive being thrown across the island, but the eating thing may be possible, but I can't promise anything...yet. ;)
Icetundra: Thanks, I'm glad you like it! And that's what these review replies are for, answering questions! Thanks for the input on the characters, I'm glad they're in character! As for the food fight, I actually have thought about that as a pre-challenge, but I'm not sure for what challenge, but I don have one in mind. ;)
Zak Saturday: Thanks! The references always make the writing fun! Well, more fun that it already is! XD
Zachsaur94: Thanks! I'm glad you're excited for the next one! If you want to know when the next one is up, just follow and favorite the story and make sure you're following your gmail or Alerts. ;)
NerdyNightStocker: Yup, things are getting more dramatic as we go along! I'm finally putting things into place! I wish Stoked and 6Teen were still on Netflix :/ And yes, Amy's developing into more of a villain now...
With that out of the way, let's get to the challenge! It's a real drama inflicting one, so I hope you like it! Remember to PM me any challenge ideas, I need about seven more, and then I'll be good! Even if you think it's a bad idea, PM me, I'd love to hear it!
Chapter 08 (Day 06)- Truth or Terror!
"Previously on Total Drama Unfinished Business." Chris recapped. "Things took a turn for the shocking when we sent our contestants into a Laser Tagging frenzy! There was pain, there was electrocution, and there were even some sweet team-kills!" Chris laughed.
Suddenly, footage of the many pranks being pulled on Chris from the last episode were shown. "Yeah, yeah, Chef pranked me a couple times for cheating on the Superhero VR, whatever. Can we please get back to the rest of the recap?" Chris asked. The footage then changed to more laser tag rounds. "Thank you."
"Anyway, Duncan didn't succeed very well in keeping the guys alliance, at least until the merge that is. Owen asked Noah for help on trying to ask Izzy out, and Scarlett convinced Noah to stay true to her alliance rather than Duncan's." Chris went on.
"After Anne Maria lost the challenge for her team when her hairspray was at stake, her team decided it was time to give her the ol' heave ho! But not before Amy tried to help her out and gain another member for her alliance. Needless to say, she failed. Who will be the next to share Anne Maria's fate and take the boot of shame? Find out on this week's episode of Total...Drama...Unfinished Business!" Chris declared.
~Theme Song (I Wanna Be Famous)~
(Outhouse Confessional- Right off the bat!)
Amy- "Okay, so Anne Maria getting eliminated was a bit of a setback, but I can still work with Katie and Sadie. Those two are dumb enough to follow me as long as each other is in the alliance." She chuckled. "All I gotta do is take them to the final three, and beat them easy."
Scarlett- "No doubt there are other alliances going other than mine and the guy's alliance." She stated. "I'm certain Amy has an alliance with someone, but I do not yet know who that might be at this point."
The sun was visible as it peeked over the rolling hills of Pahkitew Island. Most of the campers were lined up at the Communal Washrooms, waiting to get on with their morning routine.
Rodney was headed out of his cabin with his towel and bath scrubber when he saw the long line-up. "Whoa!" he said to himself. "Better take the beach!" He chuckled, and headed for the newly built dock. The farm boy strolled down the stairs and made his way onto the beach.
Geoff and Bridgette were making out near one of the larger rocks on the beach, and were startled when Rodney clambered over to them. "Gah! We're not having an early morning make-out session!" Bridgette quickly shouted.
"Um...what are you doing up so early anyway?" Geoff asked as Bridgette smiled sheepishly.
"What do you mean early? Everyone else is already up. I was gonna bathe in the lake 'cause the showers have a big line up." Rodney said, jerking a thumb behind him.
"Whoa! Dude, we've been at it for two hours?!" Geoff exclaimed, turning to Bridgette. "I mean—Yeah, of course everyone's up. It's morning." Geoff chuckled.
"Well, I'm gonna go wash off." Rodney said. The farm boy left his towel by Geoff and Bridgette and strolled down to the beach with his scrubber, wearing a gray pair of swim shorts.
Rodney slowly waded into the water and began to soak. Once he was all wet, he took his bath scrubber and began to scrub his back, armpits, and arms. Once Bridgette and Geoff were sure Rodney wasn't paying anymore attention, they went back to making out.
(Outhouse Confessional- Where people SHOULD be making out!)
Geoff- "I don't know why Bridgette doesn't want the others to know we have early morning make-out sessions." He shrugged. "I mean, they all know we're going out, why should kissin' my girl be a bad thing?" He grinned.
Bridgette- "The reason I don't want everyone to know that Geoff and I are making out early in the morning, is because we used to do that a lot back in Total Drama Action. And we got eliminated for it." She sighed. "I don't want that to happen again, this season, we're gonna win!" She cheered.
Rodney continued to scrub as he hummed a short tune. Unbeknownst to him, something was floating in the water nearby. As the waves crashed into the shore, they brought the creature closer to Rodney.
The farm boy turned to see a plastic bag floating in the water. "What's a plastic bag doing here?" he wondered. "People shouldn't litter." He was about to pick it up when it drifted closer to him.
And then, it stung him. "Ow! What kind of a plastic bag are you?!" He shouted at the jellyfish. "Gah! It hurts so bad!" he wailed.
On shore, Bridgette heard Rodney's cries of pain and agony. She parted her lips from Geoff, whole looked slightly annoyed until he saw Rodney flailing his arms in the water. Bridgette turned to see Rodney. "Oh crap!" She cried and quickly rushed to the water to help him.
"Gah! Evil plastic bag!" Rodney screamed as he clutched his leg where the jellyfish had stung him. Soon, his body began to paralyze and he fell under the water.
Bridgette dove in head first, and soon, she broke the surface with a wailing Rodney. She swam to shore, pulling him along, and when she got to the beach, she dragged him onto the sand. "What happened?!" She cried. As soon as she said this, she spotted the pale pink jellyfish attached to Rodney's leg.
Bridgette looked around frantically and spotted a stick lying in the sand. She ran over and grabbed it, and quickly pried the jellyfish off of Rodney's leg. "Geoff! Run to the Mess Hall as fast as you can and get a cup of vinegar! If you're not back within three minutes, I'm going to have to pee on his jellyfish sting, and I really don't want to do that!" Bridgette instructed.
"Wait..."
"Just go!" She cried. Geoff nodded and ran off towards the mess hall as Bridgette looked at Rodney's wound.
"Girl...pee...me?" He babbled.
"Um...it doesn't look too serious! As long as Geoff gets here in time, you'll be alright!" She explained.
"It hurts...so...hard! Jellyfish...pee...sting...plastic bag...girl!" He continued to stutter.
"Oh no! The sting must be affecting his brain!" She cried.
Meanwhile in the Mess Hall, Geoff burst through the doors, startling several of the eating campers. "Rodney just got stung by a jellyfish and I need Vinegar!" He blurted.
"What?!" Sky exclaimed. Several other campers looked shocked and frightened. Others like Duncan were indifferent, and others like Scarlett were grinning to themselves, but no one noticed.
Geoff ran past a table that Duncan was sitting at, and a few seconds later, he quickly ran back to the table. "Say, how are things goin' with you at Courtney? Have you been able to win her back yet?" He asked, getting sidetracked.
"Not yet, but I know she wants me." Duncan grinned. "How are things with you and Bridgette?"
"Oh, things are great! We're, like, makin' out all the time in the weirdest places! But don't worry, we've got our eyes on the prize this time! And each other." he grinned.
"Cool, so—
"Um, last time I checked, Rodney was suffering from a jellyfish sting. Something tells me he's not gonna live if you don't get that vinegar." Noah said in his usual monotone voice.
"Oh, you're right!"" Geoff shouted. "Talk to ya later Duncan, gotta go save a guy's life!" With that, Geoff hurried into the kitchen, running past Chef.
The party animal opened the fridge but found nothing. He looked in the stove but there was nothing. No vinegar on the tables or counters. He checked each cabinet one by one. "Is it here?" He wondered, opening up one of the cabinets. "No!"
"Here?" He wondered again. "No!" he continued to open the cabinets in panic and finally, he opened the last one to find a single cup labeled Vinegar hiding in between some paprika and salt.
"Vinegar!" he cried. He grabbed the cup of vinegar and rushed out of the kitchen. "SorryChefgottagoI'llreturnitbye!" He shouted quickly as he hurried into the dinning hall, bursting through the doors again.
Chef sighed. "Better go see what's up." He muttered. "Stupid kids. Can't they save themselves from a jellyfish sting?"
Bridgette looked around anxiously as Rodney continued to wail in pain. "Come on Geoff! Where are you?!" He cried.
"I think...you're going to have...to pee on it!" Rodney breathed heavily.
"Um...we'll just wait one more minute." Bridgette said sheepishly. She tapped her foot in panic and continued to look around for Geoff.
"Ah! It's getting worse! I feel it in my blood!" He screamed.
"Okay! Okay!" Bridgette said. She turned to the camera. "You are not filming this!" She snapped.
The camera was tilted up so the viewer could only see Bridgette's head. "Rodney, turn your head too." She gulped. Rodney did so, but he looked out of the corner of his eye and giggled.
The sound of Bridgette unzipping her pants could be heard. Then, Geoff suddenly came running onto the seen. "Did you pee on him?!" He asked.
(Outhouse Confessional- Ok-ay then...)
Geoff- "Hey, I've said weirder things before in my school cafeteria!" he chuckled.
"I was about to! Thank god you got here!" She breathed a sigh of relief and zipped up her pants. She grabbed the cup of vinegar from his hand and began to pour it onto Rodney's jellyfish sting. "It'll hurt a bit at first, and then the pain will slowly go away." She told him.
Rodney made a face that definitely meant it was painful. And then, his face started to calm and he looked up at Bridgette who was smiling at him. "You're gonna be okay." She said.
Rodney's face turned into a lovestruck grin as his eyes turned into hearts. In his head, Bridgette's face was surrounded by cherubs . Bridgette looked at him a bit confused. "Um..."
Suddenly, Chef dressed in a nurse outfit shoved past Bridgette. "Alright ladies man, time to take ya to the infirmary." He muttered.
"Wait, I saw you in the kitchen, how'd you change into that nurse outfit so fast?" Geoff asked him as he held Bridgette.
"That's none of your gosh-darn business!" Chef snapped and began to drag Rodney away, the lovestruck look on his face still showing. He continued to look at Bridgette until Chef dragged him out of sight.
"That was so hot how you saved his life like that!" Geoff exclaimed. "You're such an ubber babe!"
"Aw, thanks! But you're the one who got the vinegar." She smiled at him.
"But you're the one who was willing to pee on him to save him! That's hardcore girl!" He grinned. They both smiled at each other, and instantly got back to making out. So much so, that they ended up falling over into the sand after a couple seconds, but neither even noticed.
(Outhouse Confessional- Jellyfish Love)
Rodney- The farm boy had a bandage wrapped around his leg where his jellyfish sting was. "Telling Jasmine, Courtney and Amy that it's over is gonna be hard, but I know what my hearts wants." He said, putting both hands to where his heart was. "Bridgette breaking up with Geoff was short notice, but it means she and I can be together!" He said dreamily.
(Pahkitew Island Mess Hall)
"Well, that was eventful." Noah said as he left the window. Several other people had been watching alongside him and also left the window as Chef dragged Rodney to the infirmary.
"Dude, Bridgette almost had to pee on him!" Tyler exclaimed. "That's crazy!"
Noah shrugged. He walked back over to his seat next to Owen. "Um, Noah..." Owen said, tapping his fingers together. "I need some tips on how to get Izzy to like me again."
"Well, you could stop farting, burping, over-eating, and you should start exercising ." Noah listed.
"Noah, this isn't the time to joke around! This is serious! I really wanna impress Izzy!" Owen told him.
"I wasn't being sarcastic." he deadpanned. "Seriously, you should stop farting so often, don't burp in her face on dates or at all, stop eating everything in sight, and seriously, start exercising man." Noah told him.
Owen sighed. "I don't know, that's kind of my thing! If I change it, I'm not Owen anymore!" He explained.
"Don't worry, you can do all those things when Izzy's not around. As long as she's with you though, you can't do any of that." Noah said.
"Okay, I'm gonna give it a shot!" Owen said. The big guy stood up and walked over to Izzy. Noah hid behind one of his books, but peeked around it occasionally to see what was happening.
"Um...so, I ah..." Owen stuttered as he faced Izzy. The crazy redhead currently was scraping something off of her tongue with a fork.
"Izzy, I want to-" Suddenly, Owen burped and the cloud of stinky air floated into Izzy's face. She instantly stopped scrapping her tongue and dropped the fork, soon falling to the ground.
Owen turned around to face Noah. He frowned and sulked. Then, he suddenly let out a fart, and it floated into Izzy's face too. She coughed and wheezed and crawled away for fresh air. "Oops..." Owen squeaked.
The big guy trudged back to the table with Noah and slammed his forehead on it. "I don't think I did it right." he whimpered.
"It's alright Owen, you can try again after the challenge." Noah said, giving him a pat on the back.
"And speaking of challenge," Chris shouted, suddenly walking into the Mess Hall. "It's time to start! Follow me to our new outdoor amphitheater!" He grinned.
(Pahkitew Outdoor Amphitheater)
The contestants took a stand below the stage as Chris stood on top of it. Behind him was a wheel with pictures of the contestants that had been voted off, plus contestants that weren't competing in that season. Above was a large TV screen that wasn't currently on.
Next to the wheel was a wooden chair with a lie detector bowl hanging above it, and on either side of the stage was a big set of bleachers. "Welcome to the scariest game of Truth or Dare!" Chris grinned, putting his hands in the air for dramatic effect.
The contestants stared at the stage in horror. "Um...why is that lie detector chair there?" Geoff gulped. "That brings back bad memories." he shivered.
"You'll find out in a moment." Chris smiled devilishly. "But first, we need to get you campers into two teams!" The host pulled out an index card and began to read off. "Alright, for old times sake, Team 1 will be The Screaming Gophers!" He exclaimed.
The past members of The Screaming Gophers let out cheers and whoops. "And Team 2 will be The Killer Bass!" He shouted again. More cheers were heard from the crowd of contestants.
"Alright! Go bass!" Geoff whooped.
"Members of The Screaming Gophers are: LeShawna, Noah, Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Izzy, Owen, Scott, Dakota, B, Dawn, Jasmine, Dave, Amy, and Samey." Chris listed. "Made from members of the original Screaming Gophers, The Toxic Rats, and the Team Kinosewak. You guys will be seated to my right."
The campers that were called made their way up on stage and seated themselves on the left set of bleachers. "That would make Duncan, Geoff, Harold, Tyler, Eva, Ezekiel, Katie, Sadie, Courtney, Bridgette, Jo, Brick, Sky, Max, Scarlett, and Rodney the Killer Bass." Chris finished. "Made from members of the original Killer Bass, The Mutant Maggots, and Team Maskwak. You guys will be seated to my left."
The rest of the remaining campers headed on stage and took a seat on the right set of bleachers. "Alrighty campers, it's time to play the most hectic game of Truth or Dare you've ever played!" Chris announced. "Here's how it works. The screen above will randomize a player and weather they'll get a truth, or a dare." Above, the TV screen came to life and the two halves of the screen rolled, finally stopping on a picture of Courtney. The other half of the screen stopped on a halo. "In this case, Courtney has gotten a truth. Just like last season, halo means truth, and fire means dare. Now, Courtney has gotten a truth, so she will come down," As he said this Courtney came down from her seat, "and spin the wheel. Whoever she lands on will determine which truth she gets, or which dare she gets if the screen lands on dare."
"What about the lie detector chair?" Dawn asked nervously.
"If you get a truth, you will sit in the lie detector chair and I will ask you the question. If you choose to lie, you will be electrocuted, and your team will not get a point. If you tell the truth, you won't be electrocuted, and your team will receive a point." Chris explained. "And considering the amount of shocks you all received from the last challenge, I think you'll want to tell the truth." he grinned. "If you get a dare, the lie detector chair is not required. All you have to do is complete your dare and your team gets a point. Don't complete your dare, and you get no point."
"Sounds harsh, dude." Geoff cringed.
"Yes, yes it is." Chris chuckled. "Alright, Courtney, you're up first. You have a truth so spin the wheel and get in the lie Detector chair!" The camera zoomed in on the wheel, showing portraits of Beth, Justin, Lindsay, DJ, Alejandro, Sierra, Anne Maria, Mike, Zoey, Lightning, Sam, Staci, Cameron, Beardo, Ella, Shawn, Leonard, Topher, and Sugar.
Courtney gulped and grabbed the wheel. She yanked it down and it began to spin. After a few seconds of spinning, the wheel slowed down and eventually stopped on Justin. "Ugh, not pretty boy." She snarled.
"Sit right down in that there lie detector chair, and I'll ask you a question courtesy of Justin!" Chris told her. Courtney sat down in the chair and Chef buckled her in and lowered the bowl just above her head.
"Okay, Justin's Truth is: Who do you like the most? Duncan, Scott or Justin?" Chris asked, grinning slyly.
Courtney's eyes widened. "What?! No! I don't wanna answer this!" She protested. "Skip!"
"Sorry Courtney, but that's not an option. Answer the question, or I'll press the Chicken Button." Chris said, holding up a remote that looked quite similar to the one he used for The Boot of Shame.
"Um...what does the chicken button do?" Courtney asked nervously.
"This!" Chris pressed the red button in the middle and Courtney was suddenly electrocuted in the chair. "It electrocutes you if you don't answer the question in time." The host grinned. "Now, do you want to answer the question, or do you want to get electrocuted again?"
Courtney breathed heavily as the smoked curled off of her charred body. "Gah, that hurts!" She groaned. "Um...I think I'll answer the question." She decided.
Duncan and Scott looked at each other and grinned. "Prepare to feel the hate." Scott sneered at the punk.
"Yeah right, she likes me more!" Duncan boasted.
"Actually, I hate all three of you, but if I have to chose one of you, it's Justin. He's not continually perusing me like you two dorks!" She hollered.
Duncan and Scott both glared at her. "Sure. You just don't want to admit you like me." Duncan grinned.
"No, she doesn't want to admit that she likes me!" Scott argued.
Courtney let out a frustrated cry and unbuckled the belt on the chair and stormed back to her seat. "Since she wasn't electrocuted again, the chair says that's a truth!" Chris declared. The screen above showed the logos of the Killer Bass and the Screaming Gophers. The bass logo had a one, and the Gopher logo was a zero.
"Actually, I think your chair is just broken." Scott snickered. "I mean, there's no way she likes pretty boy Justin more than me."
"You mean more than me." Duncan corrected him.
"ENOUGH! We've got a lot of people to get through!" Chris shouted. "Quit interrupting, and my chair is not broken! You two are just in denial. Now, since you like talking so much, maybe you should go next! You're up Scott." Chris grinned wickedly.
Scott gulped and made is way down to the center of the stage. The screen above was split in half, one side was Scott's picture, and the other side was still spinning. It suddenly stopped on a fire symbol.
"And Scott gets a dare!" Chris said. Scott breathed a sigh of relief and headed for the wheel. He yanked it down and spun for a while until it slowed down and eventually stopped. "Looks like Scott's getting a dare, courtesy of Lightning!"
"Psh, Lightning's too stupid to come up with a scary dare!" Scott scoffed. "It's probably just fifty push ups or a race to the dock and back. I can handle that." He grinned.
"Ooh...you're not gonna like this," Chris chuckled, "Spend five minutes in the crate with Fang!" He burst out laughing as Scott let out a terrified yelp.
"Don't you dare turn down the dare!" Heather roared from the bleachers.
"B-But the shark!" Scott cried.
"DO IT!" Heather screamed.
Scott gulped and watched as Chef cranked a lever nearby. A large rectangular crate with holes near the top was lowered and finally landed with a thud on the stage. "Alright Scott, Chef's gonna open the door, and all you have to do is spend five minutes in the crate with fang without screaming UNCLE!"
Chef grabbed the handle to the box and pulled it open. A pale blue, fishy hand reached out and grabbed Scott by the neck and pulled him in. Chef quickly closed the box and there was a pause.
"Either Scott's dead, or he's managed to subdue Fang!" Chris said. "I'm guessing on the-"
Suddenly there was a low growling and Scott's screams filled the air. "WAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Scott shrieked as Fang continued to torment him. The box shook and rattled as the unseen horror unfolded.
Heather and Courtney both stared at the box and shock and others like Geoff, Bridgette and Dawn stared in horror. "This is great!" Duncan chortled.
"I do believe Scott will be alright, but I think he's going to be making a trip the infirmary." Dawn told her teammates.
Chris checked his watch. "Alright, Scott stuck it out and didn't cry uncle!" He exclaimed. "Chef, I think he's had enough. That's a point for both teams! Isn't this fun?" He asked sadistically.
"It's a riot." Courtney glared at him as faint smoke still curled off her body.
Chef opened up the box again and pulled Scott out. The dirt farmer was was covered in bruises and red scratches. He had a black eye and a clump of his hair was missing. "Yeesh! Fang really did a number on him!" Chris cringed.
Chef kicked the door to the crate back in, closing it. A few seconds later, the crate was pulled back up until it was out of sight. "I'm gonna take dirt boy ta the infirmary." Chef told Chris. "Come on." He hauled the unconscious Scott onto his shoulder and carried him away.
(Outhouse Confessional- Team Fang or Team Scott?)
Heather- "I gotta give dirt boy credit, he stuck it out and got beaten up by a shark. Now that's what I call taking one for the team!" She chuckled.
Scott- "What is up with that shark?! He already got his stupid tooth back, what more does he want from me?!" he cried as he put an icepack to his black eye.
"Killer Bass are up again! And our next victim is..." Chris waited as both sides of the screen spun. "Scarlett!" The brainiac gulped, but tried not to look too intimidated. "And you get...a dare!"
Scarlett headed down to center stage and spun the wheel. When it stopped, it landed on DJ's picture. "I hardly think DJ could come up with a brutal dare." Scarlett said confidently.
"Eat a plate of Chef's mystery meat!" Chris read off of an index card.
"Crap..." Scarlett cursed.
Chef walked up to her with a tray in hand, a tin cover over it. He pulled the tin cover off to reveal some old and jiggly meat. It was a pale brown and a barf-shade of red. A bone stuck out of the side of the pile of 'meat'. Scarlett took a whiff of it and cringed. "That is the most wretched odor I've ever had the displeasure of seeping into my nostrils!" She gagged.
"Eat it or you don't get a point!" Chris told her.
Scarlett sighed and grabbed the plate from Chef's hand. A fork sat on the edge of the plate and she picked it up and dug it into the meat pile. She pulled it out and inspected it. "I'm fairly certain this isn't even meat." She stated.
"That's why it's called mystery meat!" Chris chuckled. Scarlett glared at him and stuffed the fork into her mouth. Her face twisted into disgust and her cheeks puffed.
Scarlett strained to swallow and finally did, her tongue laying limp over her bottom lip. She shoved another fork full of meat into her mouth and gagged. She swallowed and soon developed a routine. After several fork fulls of meat into the mouth, she finally finished the plate. "There, are you happy?" She moaned.
"Yup, you can return to your seat!" Chris said. The Bass logo above showed two points. Scarlett sat back down, some leftover meat still on her face. Suddenly, her stomach gurgled and her cheeks puffed again. Unfortunately, she couldn't keep it down this time. She let out a burp and vomit spewed from her mouth.
"Gah! EVIL will not take this abuse! How dare you vomit all over your master?!" Max shook a fist at the brainiac. The self proclaimed evil genius was dripping with Scarlett's puke. "Barfing on people is the lowest form of torture!" He informed her.
"Scarlett let out another burp, and the cloud of gas floated into Max's face, causing him to stop talking and turn around, quietly disgusted.
The screen above spun again, and this time it landed on Heather's face. The queen bee looked mortified, but she headed down to center stage anyway. "Heather, you get a truth!" Chris said as the second half of the screen stopped on a halo.
Heather yanked on the wheel and let it spin for a while until it slowed down and stopped. "Ooh, one from Lindsay! It's a good thing you didn't get a dare from her." Chris chuckled, remembering the last time Lindsay gave Heather a dare.
"Shut up, Chris!" Heather snapped. "Read the stupid truth already." The queen bee sat down in the lie detector chair and was strapped in by an intern.
"Lindsay asks you, Why are you such a— Oh...Um, she said why are you such a...mean person." Chris said, looking at the cue card. "Lindsay, this is a family show!" He scolded the camera.
"Oh yeah, shocking people to near death is fun thing to watch for the whole family." Heather said sarcastically.
"Not to mention five people possibly getting blown up on TV." Jasmine added, eying Scarlett. "That's not what I'd call a family show!"
"Alight Heather, answer the question or face electrocution." Chris told her, ignoring Jasmine.
"There's no way I'm answering that. None of you freaks need to know why I became a better person." She said.
"Electrocution it is then!" Chris grinned. He pressed the Chicken button and and the chair promptly electrocuted Heather. The queen bee cried out in pain as smoke curled off her body.
"Stupid frickin' electric chair!" She cursed.
The intern unbuckled her and she trudged back to her seat, looking very worn out. "Since Heather failed to tell the truth, the Screaming Gophers do not get a point!"
"Oh come on!" Gwen complained. "Heather, you're such a hypocrite!"
"Shut it...weird Goth girl. Agh, too worn out for insults." She groaned. She sat down and slammed her face against the back of the seat in front of her.
"The Killer Bass take the lead with two points to one!" Chris announced. "And someone from their team is also up next!" The two sides of the TV screen began to spin until the first one landed on Max, and the second one landed on a fire.
"And Max gets a dare!" Chris grinned. "Come on down and spin the wheel! It couldn't hurt! Unless the dare is painful!" he chuckled.
Max gulped and walked down to the center stage. He shrugged. "It's no big deal, EVIL can take anything that you throw at EVIL!" Max said, stopping next to the large wooden wheel. He yanked on it and it began to spin furiously, and then it slowed down until it stopped on Lightning's picture.
"So, what's my dare?" Max asked rudely. "You should not keep Evil waiting! Evil hates to wait!" He declared.
Chris glared at him and read the cue card. "Lightning's dare is: wrestle a python!" Chris chuckled. "This is gonna be awesome!"
Max shook his head. "Evil will not be doing this dare, he doesn't think python wrestling is good for his health." Max said. "Although...it would make him look much tougher and scarier to his enemies and minions!" He cackled.
"Do it Max! I just ate some mystery meat and I'm not just gonna lose because you couldn't take on a python!" Scarlett barked from her seat. She had a terrifying glare on her face and her eyes were twitching. A flash of red could be seen in her eyes, but then they change back to dark green.
"Sidekick! You shall not treat your overlord like that! However, Evil will do the dare because he is sure it will help his image even more than his image is already perfected." Max declared.
Chef came up to the pudgy purple-haired genius with a iron-bar cage. Inside was a coiled up purple python. T let out a hiss, revealing fangs that probably shouldn't have been there. Max flinched and looked nervous.
He gulped. "Release the beast! Evil c-can take...him!" He squeaked. Chef nodded and pulled one of the sides of the cage up, revealing it to be a slide-up door. The python slithered out and coiled up again on the stage in front of Max.
"All you have to do is wrestle the snake for five minutes without getting...uh, eaten." Chris said. "Oh, and if you say uncle your also out, but we'll get rid of the python." The shot of the host zoomed out to reveal that he was trying to avoid the snake by standing on top of a stool and several phone books. "Hey! Turn that camera to the action!" he snapped. "Not that I'm afraid of snakes or anything." He chuckled nervously.
The cameraman obeyed his orders and flipped back to Max facing the python. "I'm gonna take you down you un-evil python!" Max said, sweating. Scarlett face-palmed as Max laid the weakest punch ever on the snake. A faint punching sound could be heard, and then the snake struck.
Max barely had time to scream as the snake went for him. It hissed and bared it's fangs, and then coiled around the evil scientist. "Uh...nice evil-snakey?" He wondered.
And with that, the snake went for his head and literally swallowed him whole in under five seconds flat. A muffled scream from Max inside the snake could be heard and Scarlett grinned, as well as Jasmine.
Heather, Amy, Samey, Katie, and Sadie were all standing on top of their seats, looking terrified at the snake. Well, Amy was holding Samey out in front of her as a meat shield.
"A-Alright Chef, you can t-take the snake back." Chris told him, giving a nervous chuckle. Chef rolled his eyes and walked towards the snake with a needle. There was a distinct Max-shaped lump in the snake's belly. Chef fed the snake's tail through the eye of the needle and began to pull it through.
Finally, Chef got to the lump in the snake's belly and Max was pushed towards the snakes mouth as more of the python's body went through the needle. Finally, Max was forced out of the python's mouth, causing the snake to hack and cough. Once Max was out, Chef tossed the needle with the snake in it to the side and the creature tried to slither away, but the needle prevented it from going fast enough.
Dawn gasped. "The poor creature! That was inhumane!" She scolded the Chef.
He just shrugged. "Woulda' just been used for tonight's dinner." He told her. Dawn gasped again and fainted back in her seat causing Chef to roll her eyes. Amy's eyes widened and the mean twin leaned over and threw up onto the stage.
"Ew...so much sliminess!" Max cringed as he lay on the stage covered in saliva and slime from the inside of the python's stomach.
"Well, since he was eaten, he gets no point! The Bass still lead with 2 to the Gopher's 1. Wow, that's a first." He chuckled. The members of the bass glared at him.
(Outhouse Confessional- Ew, snake innards)
Scarlett- "While I wanted that point more than I wanted to gut Max on the spot, watching him get eaten by that python was one of the best moments I've ever seen on this show."S he grinned.
A montage of scenes plays out. The first is of Rodney looking over a pool of jellyfish. He looked down at the gauze on his leg where his sting was. He screamed and ran in the opposite direction as electrical sparks zapped from over the pool.
The next clip was of B at the base of the stage, running away from something. A couple seconds later, it was revealed to be a mutant gopher. The silent inventor ran back and forth at the base of the stage, the gopher on his heals.
The footage cut to Sky jumping through a ring of fire, snatching a medallion with Chris's face on it. Her hair was slightly singed as she threw the medallion at the host, hitting him in the face, ironically with his own face!
Next was Jo licking tree-sap from a nearby tree. When she was finished she cringed and stuck her tongue out, revealing several pieces of bark on it, some pine needles, and a dead fly. Suddenly, a woodpecker perched on her head and started pecking at it. She screamed and ran as the woodpecker continued to peck at her hair.
Following that was a clip of Bridgette holding an empty fancy cup. Chef walked up and squeezed a dead fish with flies flying around it. The brown juice dripped into the cup until it filled it up. Bridgette took one look at it and stuck her tongue out, dumping the cup the other way.
After that came a close-up of Amy, a nervous look on her face. The camera zoomed out to reveal Amy sticking her hand in an oven-mitt with fire ants crawling all around it. She screamed and retracted her hand from the mitt, revealing it to be red and swollen. [1]
The next clip was of Izzy getting electrocuted in the lie detector chair. She grinned and asked for another dose of electric shock. Chris shrugged and pressed the chicken button, electrocuting Izzy again. She laughed and requested to be zapped again. Chris looked at her with wide eyes and stepped back slowly and uncomfortably.
Dakota was next. She looked nervous as she walked down to the center stage and spun the wheel. It landed on Shawn's picture. The screen flashed and Chef was grabbing hold of Dakota's golden hair. She shrieked and ran away as the cook pulled out a chainsaw.
LeShawna stared down into a pit of crawling spiders and other insects. Her eyes went wide as she took one look at it and ran screaming from the pit. Gwen face-palmed and shook her head.
Tyler was seen in a pair of old-time wooden stocks. His hands and head hung from the three holes in the wood. He tried to move his head to avoid several tomatoes being thrown at him, and was actually successful, at least until he was nailed in the face by a watermelon.
Cody was next. He sat in a chair at center stage and Chef came up holding a bin of dirty, sweaty socks. Cody's eyes widened as the cook shoved a ball of socks into his mouth. Tears formed in the tech geek's eyes as the stench and taste of the dirty socks sank in.
Harold was last with an angry moose chasing him. He screamed and ran at the base of the stage as the moose ran after him, smoke flaring from its nostrils. The moose continued to chase him on stage and then back off until Harold slammed into a tree. The camera cut to Chris and the other campers wincing as the sound of the moose colliding with Harold was heard.
"Alright! After some grueling challenges, we're nearing the end! Only a couple more per team to go! At the moment, the teams are tied at seven points!" Chris announced. "Who's up next?"
The TV above spun until one side landed on Samey's face, and the other one landed on a halo. "And Samey gets a truth! Head on up to the lie detector chair!" Chris grinned. "After spinning the wheel!"
Samey gulped and stepped down until she stood next to Chris. She pulled on the wooden wheel and it began to spin for a couple seconds until it died down and stopped on Sierra's portrait.
The nice twin buckled herself into the lie detector chair and looked at Chris nervously. "Alright, your truth is..." Chris began. "If you could take three boys to a deserted island with you, who would you bring? Oh, and they have to be from this show." Chris said.
Amy rolled her eyes. "It's not like she had any guy friends back at home anyway, or friends period!" She scoffed. Jasmine glared at her and gave a swift slap on the back of the head. Amy turned around and scowled at the Aussie, not saying anything, just rubbing the back of her head.
"U-Um, would it be selfish or rude to drag someone onto a deserted island with me?" Samey gulped. "I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Oh please, just answer the question or I'll get to use my fun little chicken button!" The host grinned sadistically.
"O-okay," Samey stuttered, "I guess I'd pick...Cody, Trent, and...N-Noah." She said quietly.
Everyone in the bleachers widened their eyes, some even had their mouths agape. "Can I sit back down n-now?" She asked.
"Uh, sure..." Chris nodded. "How can that be true? Trent's all down and weepy, Cody's a dork, and Noah's Noah. There's nothing appealing in any of them!"
"Hey!" Came a chorus of Noah, Cody and Trent's protests.
Chef shrugged. "The chair didn't electrocute her, I guess she was tellin' the truth." He said.
(Outhouse Confessional- Exposed!)
Jasmine- "Crikey, Samey had a crush on someone this whole time? Well, I guess it's my job to hook her up with one of them." She chuckled. "Girl could use some love. I guess we both have some odd taste in men!" She grinned.
Amy- "Oh my gag! How could anyone like Samey?! Trent, Cody and Noah had better not fall for her, because that's just gross! If anything, I should be the one to get a boyfriend before her!" She exclaimed. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. "You know what? I'm gonna keep Samey around just so I can torment her longer! I'll get rid of her friends, her little crushes, and anyone who gets in my way!" She grinned. "I am on a roll!"
Trent- "Whoa, Samey might like me?" He exclaimed. "That's really...cool?" He said, wondering how he felt.
Cody- "I knew a hot girl would fall for the Codemeister eventually." He grinned. "And what's better than a girl with no self esteem? I can build it right back up and she'll like me for sure!" He nodded.
Noah- "Myeh." he shrugged. "She chose Trent for entertainment, me for my brains, and Cody for his experience with technology. Not bad choices I must say, I doubt it has to do with love."
Samey- "Okay, so I like someone! Why is that a big deal? Especially since Amy's just gonna ruin it for me." She sighed. "Which is why I'm not telling anyone who it is! Not even the confessional!" She shook her head. "Amy might be listening in!" She whispered, leaning closer to the camera.
"Okay then, that was revealing." Chris shrugged. "Next up we have Owen doing a...dare!" Chris said as a picture of Owen, which took up the full half of the screen, stopped, followed by a flame.
"Alright! Excitement!" He cheered. No one responded and he sighed. The loveable oaf headed down to center stage and yanked on the wooden wheel.
He let it spin for a while until it stopped on Sugar's creepy grinning face. "And Owen will receive a dare from Sugar!" Chris said. "Yeesh, poor guy."
Owen shrugged. "Whatever it is, I can take it! Lay it on me!" He pumped a fist.
"Eat an entire jar of mayonnaise." Chris read from his index card. He looked up and Owen let out a monstrous burp, holding up the empty jar labeled: MAYO. Leftovers from the white condiment could be seen in the jar, and Owen stuck his tongue back in and licked it clean.
"Uh...point for the gophers." Chris said in disgust. "That's seven to nine."
"Hey! Why did they get to go two in a row!" Jo complained. "That's not fair!"
"Relax!" Chris said. "No need to get your man-panties in a twist. Now the bass get to go twice in a row. Is that fair?" The host asked the jockette. Jo pouted by didn't say anything.
"Up for the bass is...Brick!" Chris said. "Doing a...Truth!" The cadet's eyes widened and he gulped.
"Heh-heh, I got nothing to hide." He shrugged sheepishly. He walked down to the wooden wheel and gave it spin. It ended up landing on a picture of Anne Maria giving her hair another coat of hairspray.
"Anne Maria's truth is...When was the last time you peed your pants?" Chris said, trying to stifle a laugh. Finally, he couldn't hold it and he burst out laughing.
Brick sighed as he was buckled into the lie detector chair. "Four days ago when the lights at home went out." He said quickly. Once he was finished he hung his head in shame.
"Looks like that was a truth!" Chris said professionally. He then burst out laughing again, followed by a couple other contestants.
"Way to take one for the team!" Jo chuckled.
As Brick trudged back to his seat, the TV above began to spin again. "Next up we have...Duncan!" Chris declared. "Doing a dare!"
"Psh, whatever! Nothing I can't handle." He grinned.
"Well, come on down and we'll see about that." Chris chuckled. Duncan shrugged and headed down to center stage, taking a spin at the wheel.
"And Duncan gets a dare from Beth!" Chris announced. "Even I'll admit that this one's probably gonna be wimpy! And your dare is: Let Harold beat you up!" Chris burst out laughing again as Duncan's eyes widened.
"What?! No! That'll ruin my street cred!" Duncan whined.
"Looks like I was right! The dare is pretty wimpy!" Chris snickered. "Harold get down here."
"Don't worry dude, it was a forced dare, it won't ruin anything!" Geoff whispered into the punk's ear.
Duncan sighed. "Fine." he grumbled. "Alright Harold, just get this over with, it won't hurt anyway." he shrugged.
Harold glared at him and socked him with a upper-cut landing on the punk's chin. Duncan went down with a pained look on his face. "Oh! You go, Harold!" LeShawna laughed from the bleachers.
Harold then jumped up and landed on Duncan's stomach. Finally, he pulled out a pair of black nun-chucks and began to swat Duncan's face with them. "Don't mess with Samurai Guy!" He snapped.
"Oh please, that was only in the VR!" Courtney rolled her eyes.
"Ha! She's d-defending me!" Duncan said from the floor. He had several bruises and a couple scratches on his face, along with a black eye.
"No I wasn't!" She retorted.
"And Duncan sticks to his dare!" Chris stated. "Which means the Bass and Gophers are now tied once again!"
"Alright!" Duncan said, raising his arms triumphantly. Harold scowled at him and stomped on his chest again.
"Calm down Harold, the dare is over." Chris said.
(Outhouse Confessional- Harold the Samurai!)
Harold- "Okay, maybe I got a little caught up in the moment, but can you blame me? I got the chance to beat up Duncan, the guy who's been picking on me for years, without him being able to lay a punch on me? That was great!" He exclaimed.
Duncan- "So what if Hold beat me up. It doesn't count since I wasn't allowed to fight back. If I had been, that punk would be a smoothie!" He shouted, holding an icepack to his black-eye.
Samey- She sighs. "Why does this show always have to be so violent?" She wondered. Suddenly, Chris burst through the outhouse wall.
Chris McLean- "Because, pain and humiliation is much more fun to watch that boring sappy friendship crap. Not to mention it brings in the ratings!"
Samey- "Were you listening in on my confessional?" She asked angrily.
Chris McLean- "Yup!"
Samey- "Well if you're trying to find out who I like, you can forget about it!" She snapped. Chris frowned and left. "Wait, was that too mean? Sorry!" She called out to Chris who had already left the area.
"Dave, you're up with a truth!" Chris said as the TV screen above stopped on his face, along with a halo. Dave's eyes widened.
"Well, at least it's not a dare, right?" He asked.
"Just tell the truth and you won't get electrocuted." Chris shrugged.
Dave gulped and left his seat. Once he was next to Chris, he spun the wooden wheel until it stopped on a picture of Ella singing. "Thank goodness I can't hear her actually singing." Dave sighed with relief.
Chris read his cue card in his head. "Ooh, you're not gonna like this question." He grinned. "Do you still love Sky?"
Dave's eyes widened as Chef tossed him into the lie detector chair and strapped him in. "Well, answer the question! Chris said, holding his remote up dramatically. He held a finger up to it threateningly.
Dave yelped. "Fine I'll answer." He said. Sky watched intently. "NO! THERE IS NO WAY I'LL EVER LOVE SKY AGAIN! I DID BUT I DON'T NOW AND I NEVER WILL!" he screamed.
The chair promptly electrocuted him, frazzling the little hair that he had. "Owch! Don't do that!" he snapped angrily. "That hurts!"
"Yeah, that's kind of the point." Chris deadpanned. Chef walked over and unbuckled the Germophobe. He picked him up, and tossed him back into his seat on the bleachers.
(Outhouse Confessional- LIAR!)
Sky- "Wait, if the chair electrocuted him, that means he was lying when he said he hated me! So...he still likes me? Dave still likes me?!" She exclaimed, her eyes widening in realization.
Jasmine- "It was about time! I'm getting sick of both their whining. Maybe this is the first step to getting those two tattered lovers back together."
"Bass, one of you is up." Chris said. The TV screen above spun both its halves, eventually landing on a portrait of Katie and Sadie hugging each other. "Or two of you."
"Omigosh what do we get, what do we get?" Sadie asked excitedly.
"Um...you're not really supposed to be this excited. Dares are scary and painful, and truths are shocky and painful. Neither is supposed to be fun." Chris told them. "But, you get a truth." Chris said as the second half of the screen stopped on the halo.
The best friends both took a spin at the wheel together. It spun for several seconds until it slowed down and landed on Justin. "Omigosh JUSTIN!" Katie ogled the picture of the supermodel.
"Oh, I bet his question is gonna be so hot! Just like him!" Sadie giggled. The two squealed, jumping up and down with delight, and then ran over to the lie detector chair.
Katie and Sadie squeezed into the chair, Sadie taking up most of it. Chef strained the belt and eventually managed to buckle them in. "Alright, let's get this over with, that looks cramped enough as it is." Chris chuckled.
"Your question is: What are you going to do differently this time around than the last time you compete?" Chris read. He scoffed. "Oh please, who cares!"
"Omigosh! We're, like, gonna last so much longer this time!" Katie spoke up. "Total Drama Island showed us that we can survive fights! Ever since then, we haven't argued about a thing!" She giggled.
"So true! And we have an alliance with-" Sadie was about to continued until she spotted Amy giving them both a death glare. "Yeah, w-we have an alliance." Sadie finished. "With each other!"
Chris did not look interested. "Whoop-de-do. Not interesting at all. You ladies are done." he said, jabbing a thumb back to the bleachers.
(Outhouse Confessional- A close one!)
Amy- She face-palms. "The fat one almost gave away my alliance with them! I knew this was a bad idea! However, she managed to cover it up with a reasonable excuse. She's lucky, or she'd be out of the alliance and off this show!" She hissed.
Another montage started up, this one much shorter than the last one. The first clip was of Noah, screaming like a young woman as he was chased by an angry Sasquatchanakwa. He seemed to be missing a tuft of hair on his head...
Next was Gwen sitting in the lie detector chair. She was suddenly electrocuted in the chair and breathed out a puff of smoke as it whisped off of her body. She shook her fist at Chris and tried to unbuckle herself. Chef quickly came over and grabbed her before she could do any damage to the host.
Dawn was shown next, sitting at a table. Chef came over and set down a platter with a silver bowl over it. He lifted it up to reveal a meal consisting of putrefied shark, pickled herring, churred ram, broiled puffin and singed sheep head. Dawn took one look at the meal and shrieked, running from it. [2]
Geoff was seen sitting in the chair. His lips moved, but the words could not be heard over the montage music. Whatever he said though, it was apparently a lie, since the chair suddenly sent a jolt of electricity through him. The smoke curled off his body as his hair stood up on end.
The last clip was of Jasmine. She was tied to a wooden post. Chef walked over and unleashed a jar of fire ants on her. They crawled up her long legs and began to bite at her furiously. She screamed out in pain and tried to wriggle free.
"Alright campers," Chris said, ending the montage, "It's time for the tie-breaker! Our lucky teammates are the only ones who haven't answered a Truth, or done a dare yet. And they are: Ezekiel, and Trent!" Chris declared.
The two looked at each other from across the stage, sitting at their respective bleachers. They both left their seats and went down to center stage with a gulp. "Alright boys, each one of you gets a lie detector chair," He said as Chef dragged in a second chair and set it down next to the first, "I will ask you a revealing question, and which ever one of you answers it truthfully will win it for your team!" Chris told them.
Trent and Ezekiel's eyes widened in fear. They both sat down in one of the chairs. Ezekiel took the original, and Trent took the new one. "Alright, your final question is: Who do you love most on the island? And yes, I mean love-love." He clarified.
Trent sighed. "I guess I like...Gwen." He sulked. Gwen gasped from the bleachers. "I guess I'm not over her like I had hoped." He sighed again.
"And, I guess I like...uh, Bridgette, eh." Ezekiel gulped, glancing over to Bridgette who was blushing heavily.
Chris waited for a moment. No electrical shocks "Aw come on! Both of you told the truth?" He complained. "Ugh, fine, we'll have to do another tie-breaker. This one will be sure to declare a winner."
Ezekiel and Trent both breathed sighs of relief and left their chairs to sit back on their team's bleachers. Both of them looked away from the girls they had said they liked, both of them blushing slightly.
"Alright, the final tie-breaker will be a riddle!" Chris declared. "And the lucky contenders are," He paused for the two halves of the screen to stop spinning, "Noah and Rodney!" Instead of only one half being a picture, the other half was also a picture now.
Noah sighed angrily and left his seat, Rodney looked nervous as he left his seat as well. The two stood behind two podiums that Chef had brought in. Each one had a buzzer on the top. "The first one to ring the buzzer with the correct answer will win the whole shabang!" Chris told them. "Now, the riddle is: A man rides into down on Friday, stays for three days, and then leaves on Friday. How is this possible?" He read.
Rodney was in deep thought, trying to think of the answer to the riddle. Noah on the other hand rolled his eyes and slammed his palm on the buzzer.
"Noah, your answer?" Chris asked.
"The answer is His horse was named Friday. Duh, everyone knows that one." Noah deadpanned. "You couldn't come up with a harder riddle?"The crowd of contestants on the bleachers all let out a chorus of "Oooh!" In recognition.
"Oh come on! None of you knew that riddle?" Noah asked them. "Please! That's the easiest one there is!" he argued.
"Well, you're right!" Chris announced. "That was the correct answer! How ironic that Rodney lost the Truth or Dare challenge for his team. Again!" he chuckled. "Which means, I'll be seeing all the members of the new Bass at elimination tonight! Pick your favorite loser!"
The contestants of the Gophers team cheered in triumph. "Go gophers! Go gophers! Go gophers!" LeShawna sang as Owen and Noah joined her in the same dance they had done on the first episode of TDI. Meanwhile, the members of the bass team groaned for what must have been the fiftieth time ever.
(Outhouse Confessional- Go Gophers!)
Rodney- "Chris made it look like losing was all my fault! Not to mention Ezekiel likes Bridgette! I can't let her fall for him, not when we just started dating! I've got to do something!" He thought.
Bridgette- "Wow...Ezekiel likes me? I mean, I knew he used to like me, but he still likes me? Wow, I never thought I was that pretty." She giggled and blushed even more. "Wait, did that sound conceded?"
Noah and Owen were sitting in the mess hall, eating dinner. The elimination ceremony was about to go on in a couple minutes, but they didn't have to worry anyway. Noah had won for their team.
They were eating Chef's mean of paste for the third time that week. "Ugh, can't Chef cook anything that actually has taste?" Noah complained, trying to lift some paste in his spoon, but to no avail.
"Noah, I really want to impress Izzy, but after this morning, I just don't know if I can do it!" Owen sighed. "I need more tips!"
"Well, I'm not exactly the most experienced guy when it comes to love. I generally don't fall in love with anyone, so don't trust me on these tips." Noah began.
"I don't care! I'll just take anything!" Owen pleaded.
"Well, I think complimenting her would help. And remember, don't pass gas, whether it comes from a burp, or a fart." He said. "And don't eat her food."
"Will do!" Owen said, giving a salute. The loveable lug got up from his seat and walked over to Izzy. He had a silver platter with a bowl over it.
"Hey Izzy! Look what I got you!" Owen said. Izzy turned around and looked to see Owen coming towards her with the tray. "I got you a-"
"OWEN!" Noah shouted from the table. "Rusty nail!"
"What?" Owen asked, turning around. The camera zoomed in on an old rusty nail sticking out of the floorboards. Owen walked right into it, tripping over it. "Whoa!" He fell to the ground, sending the plate flying into the air.
It hit Izzy in the face, the bowl ringing over her head. "What...there's not even food in here!" Izzy shouted angrily as the remaining crumbs fell to the floor.
Owen giggled sheepishly from the ground. "I got the munchies." He explained. Izzy glared at him and stormed out of the mess hall. Noah watched with wide eyes and face-palmed.
"How did you even eat that before handing it to her?" Noah asked as Owen trudged back over to him sadly.
The moon and stars sparkled in the night sky as the bonfire below cast an eerie glow on the island. As the camera zoomed in, Chris was seen behind his oil drum and the Killer Bass were sitting on the stumps in front of the bonfire.
"You all played hard. Truths, Dares, and some revealing secrets. But in the end, The Gophers triumphed over the Bass once again, so here you are." Chris grinned meanly. "When I call your name, you will get a marshmallow. If you do not receive a marshmallow, you must immediately head to the Boot of Shame, and get the heck out of here!" Chris said, motioning to said boot.
"Just get on with it, I'm sick of hearing the same thing!" Courtney hissed.
"Fine, sheesh." Chris scowled. "Those who get marshmallows are: Geoff, Tyler, Eva, Katie, Sadie, Courtney, Bridgette, Jo, Brick, Sky, and Scarlett." Chris tossed marshmallows to each of them.
Geoff and Tyler both caught theirs and high-fived each other as they munched on the gooey deliciousness. Next to them, Katie and Sadie squealed excitedly upon receiving theirs.
In front of the best friends, Courtney and Bridgette caught their's happily, grinning at each other happily. Eva's expression didn't really change as she caught her marshmallow. Jo and Scarlett grinned as they caught theirs, both knowing they'd be safe. Sky breathed a sigh of relief as she caught hers and ate it with no worries. Next to her, Brick pumped a fist and caught his.
"The next two marshmallows go to Duncan and Harold!" Chris continued, tossing marshmallows to the bully and the nerd. Duncan caught his, and Harold was about to catch his, but Duncan shoved him over and caught it instead.
"That's for beating me up!" Duncan snarled as he popped both marshmallows into his mouth at the same time, causing Courtney to give a face of disgust.
"Hey! It was your dare! It was for the team! Gosh! Jerk!" Harold snapped as he got back up, brushed himself off, and sat back down.
"Max. You're also safe." Chris told him, throwing him a marshmallow. Max miscalculated where the marshmallow would land, and it hit him in the face.
"Owie!" He whined as he nursed his nose. Eva, who was sitting next to him, rolled her eyes.
"Ezekiel, Rodney, neither of you have a marshmallow." Chris stated. "I have one left. Whichever one of you does not get a marshmallow, must leave Total Drama. Again." He chuckled wickedly.
Ezekiel's eyes widened as he looked around. He tried to look into his teammates eyes to see if he could tell if they voted for him, but none of them looked to threatening. Most of them were glaring at Rodney or were at least looking at him.
He felt slightly less nervous, but still shaking nonetheless. Rodney also looked worried. He did not want to go home. The camera switched between their two worried faces. "And the last marshmallow goes to..."
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Chris waved the marshmallow in front of them, first in front of Rodney, then Ezekiel, and then Rodney, and finally Ezekiel. "Rodney." Chris finished. He waved the marshmallow back towards Rodney and tossed it to him. "Sorry Zeke, you're done like dinner."
"WHAT?!" He exclaimed. "But why? Rodney lost the challenge, eh!"
"I voted for Rodney!" Bridgette said.
"Same." Geoff and Tyler nodded.
Ezekiel sighed. "Well, whatever. It was nice to actually enjoy a season for once and get to compete. You guys are a lot nicer than I thought. Sorry for whatever I did." He shrugged and walked off to the docks.
Bridgette looked sad and Geoff walked over and put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be fine. You'll see him again eventually!" He assured.
"Yeah, you're right. But I can't help but think something's going on here. I think someone formed an alliance and voted off Ezekiel, but who?" She wondered.
"Maybe it's you!" Tyler accused, pointing a finger at her.
"What?!" She shouted. "Why would I form an alliance to vote of Ezekiel! He's really sweet!"
"He confessed that he liked you during the challenge today! But since you're with Geoff, you thought he was going to sabotage your relationship, so you voted him off! It was you!" He shouted.
"No it wasn't! I would never vote for Ezekiel! Well, not again anyway." Bridgette argued. "And you have no proof!"
"We'll see about that." Tyler said.
"Any last words Zeke?" Chris asked. Ezekiel stood on the big red X, the boot was upright, ready to kick him into the night sky.
"Wait!" Bridgette shouted, running over. "Ezekiel, don't worry! I'm gonna find out who voted for you! Something has to be going on, because I know for a fact most of us voted for Rodney!" Bridgette explained.
"UNLESS SOME OF US ARE LYING!" Tyler shouted from back at the bonfire pit, causing Chris, Bridgette and Ezekiel to all turn their heads.
"Thanks, eh. I'll see you soon!" he said. Bridgette quickly ran over and hugged the prairie boy.
"I know you've changed!" She told him, smiling.
"Ah, could you move out of the way," Chris requested, "We're not scheduled for two people to take the Boot of Shame." Bridgette sighed and stepped back.
Chris pressed the red button on his remote, and the boot swung down, sending Ezekiel flying with a terrified scream, his silhouette outlined in the night.
Bridgette sighed again and walked off sadly. "That's six down and a lot more to go!" Chris declared. "Will Bridgette find out who voted for Ezekiel? Can Samey stand up to Amy? And who will feel the pain in the next challenge? With any luck, everyone!" He chuckled. "Find out next week on Total...Drama...Island!"
However, the camera did not fade to black. Chris walked away and the camera panned back to the campfire where Rodney was sitting, with a toothy grin. He roasted his marshmallow over the bonfire.
The scene cut to Rodney in the confessional. The wooden box of votes sat in his lap. It usually sat on the toilet seat, but this was a special occasion...
Rodney clenched his hand into a fist and slammed it on top of the wooden box's lid. It popped right open, not even needing to be unscrewed. Rodney took the votes from the box and stuffed them into his overalls. He then pulled another set of papers out from said overalls and set them in the box. He then closed the lid and slammed it down with his fist again.
"I'm sorry Bridgette, but this is for the best! I'm doing it for us my surfing beauty! I know it was hard for you to beak up with Geoff, and I don't want that to happen to you with Ezekiel! This is to protect our LOVE!" He explained to the camera.
He set the box back onto the toilet seat. "Sorry Zeke, but it's you or me, and Bridgette's with me!" And with that, he left the confessional.
Rodney pulled his marshmallow from the fire and grinned again. "My surfing beauty." He said quietly. He stuck the marshmallow into his mouth.
And that was his mistake. He suddenly realized the marshmallow was really, really, hot. It was basically on fire. He screamed and spat the burning marshmallow onto the dirt. He quickly ran for the water and lapped it up from the beach as the camera finally faded out.
Voted Off – Topher, DJ, Ella, Alejandro, Anne Maria, Ezekiel
Reason: Don't hate me for getting rid of Ezekiel! Please! The reason he is voted out is because I need you guys to really hate Rodney. He's also becoming a minor villain this season if you haven't noticed. Oh, and a pain magnet too, so don't worry. Also, Ezekiel hasn't had much I can do with him other than him changing his ways, which only worked for a couple episodes. Don't worry though, I'm not done with Zeke! Also, the voting confessionals weren't shown because reasons.
[1]- A reference to The Ridonculous Race! In Brazil, teams had to chose a member to stick their hand into an oven mitt filled with fire ants. Owch. So, I decided to use this for a dare, specifically Amy's! ;)
[2]- Wow, two Ridonculous Race references in one chapter! The specific animals and ways they were cooked in this meal are from Iceland. Yes, it's the feast that they could chose over the fossils. I figured who better to give it to than Dawn of all people, someone who would NEVER eat meat!
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