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 Vampirism- Well... I was almost halfway through writing this chapter when my computer mentally exploded like a Galaxy Note 7. And magically, all of my work was gone! So, I was forced to restart. But now I have a new computer that works a thousand times better and have successfully transferred all of my documents (aside from the one I had been working on) over to it! Lucky for me, this also means it can run games like Overwatch which I have already become addicted to. I know updates are scarce but trust me, I'm not giving up on this baby, we've still got a long way to go but we're gonna get there! I'll try to tear myself away from Overwatch long enough to get some work done. That noted, if you have Overwatch for PC feel free to hit me up with a friend request! My name is Megalomaniac #11848 if you're interested.
I also had a bit of an issue accessing this document for a little while but that was fixed (thankfully with no information loss) and I quickly got back to work. I'm sorry this chapter took so long to get out but there were just a lot of complications (And Overwatch). Also, I know some people speculated that I had quit fan fiction but that's not the case. I love writing this story and will continue to do so despite long distance between updates. If I do ever end up not having the time to complete this story, I will notify everyone and give a description of what the rest of the season would have been like so you're not left on a cliff hanger. But hopefully it never comes to that :)
In other news, I now have a DeviantArt so definitely head on over there, I'm StereotypicalVampire. On DeviantArt I'll be sharing some of my artwork which ranges from Disney to Total Drama to Steven Universe to just about anything I feel like drawing at the time! I'll also keep you up to date on what I'm currently working on as well as what's going on in my life (not really sure if you care about that part) This includes rant sessions (because everyone needs one of those) and sneak peaks at upcoming chapters or things that I'm working on! It'll be a lot of fun so definitely go check me out! Want to talk but don't have a DeviantArt account? Just simply create an account for yourself and we can talk! Who knows, maybe you'll even decide to post something and gain some watchers! :D
PhenomsServant- That's what I do best MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Sorry, since Max is gone, someone had to do it. But I guess it's time to shove a whole bunch of Steven Universe references in or I may end up joining Pink Diamond! Ha, see what I did there?
TARDIS1039- Yup, there will be more Cruise of Lose, but like the Aftermaths, I have a schedule for them. Due to the large amount of contestants this season and the subsequent amount of episodes, there's a rather large gap between each Cruise of Lose, so we're getting there! I believe we're about halfway to the next one.
FOWLKON- I was going to have Scarlett orchestrate Max's elimination, but in the end I found it too difficult to pull off with her team winning, so I left it to the others. I think I kind of like Max finally taking himself out rather than having Scarlett be the one to do it, or getting saved by some twist. Maybe now the munchkin will realize how much of a doofus he is. Eh, then again probably not. I can confirm however that those were tears of the pepper coming from Owen's eyes. He may be strong, but in the words of Leshawna "Ain't no one that tough!" The answer to your aftermath question is in the reply just above your's by the way ;)
BrandomKR- Well, I feel like Dave is more in the wrong than Sky is. Sure she technically led him on and didn't tell him she had a boyfriend, but Dave went overly crazy about it and it just reminds me of people I know (and hate) in real life. He took the completely wrong approach to Sky and wouldn't listen to her at all. In my opinion, the way the show left him off, they portrayed him as a villain, and therefore he's been turned into one.
Richboylion- What makes you say that? The last time Sierra was in the picture, she and Samey made up and Cody finally worked things out with her. And uh...might I ask why you ship Izzy and Dawn? Don't have a problem, I just wanna know what triggered the shipping urge.
Tinyitkin- Thanks! Don't get to absorbed though or you might end up catching a case of "oblivious to the outside world" syndrome. Don't worry though, it happens to the best of us ;)
Guest- I don't have a problem with you being a guest, but why don't you name yourself? It'd be way easier to distinguish you when replying! Regardless . . . IT WAS FOUR MONTHS?! Yikes...I might want to fix my random scheduling! I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter though! :)
Great Idea Alert- Oh boy oh boy, I'm glad you showed up! I'm in the market for some great ideas! And you gave me one! You're already doing your job, wow! I'll definitely be posting sneak peaks, I even did one for this chapter if you didn't see it already! I also plan to do drawings from my stories, so look forward to those! And yes, things are going to be heating up very quickly...
NerdyNightStocker- Oh, so you have a Lindsay at your job eh?I wish I could help, I know a few of those, but they aren't nearly as friendly. Good luck with your eggplant ventures!
Joel Connell- Congratulations! You're the 400th reviewer! You win absolutely nothing but keep up the good work! I expect to see you at the 500th mark! As for your advice for my All-Stars fanfix, I think 24 is the magic number. Like you said, it has all the right amounts. The only other one that would be in the range I want is 18, but that's not enough. I think 24 is as high as I'm willing to go for this one.
CMC- No need to apologize, you can read and review my stories any time! But yes, it is pesky when the internet people don't do their jobs right and the YouTube video on your phone is stuck buffering on an ad and your Overwatch loses connection and you can't search for what you want on the internet. Man, why does so much of our lives have to be based around wifi, because it sure as hell doesn't work like it's supposed to half the time! Either way, I could have named this chapter that, but I don't want to copy titles from previous seasons too much, I want to be original. I only did that with Super Hero-ld because Avengers: Age of Ultron was out.
Codammy Forever- Yikes, four months is bad! I be sure to keep updates and sneak peaks on my DeviantArt so you guys know I'm not dead! Also, the Cody and Samey duet idea is nice and sounds beautiful, but I personally don't like singing in my stories. In my opinion, it just doesn't translate well into text, regardless if the song already exists or if it's made up. This idea is nice though and I might consider making an art piece based on it for my DeviantArt!
Long ago in a distant land called Canada, Chris McLean, a narcissistic host began an unspeakable television show called Total Drama! 22 foolish campers with their own special personality stepped forth to oppose him and take the million dollars! Before the final season was cast, Chris halted the producers and began a new season, where his evil is law! Now the 22 remaining fools seek to win the million dollar prize and vanquish the host that is Chris! [1]
Chapter 23 (Day 18)- Pahkitew's Got Talent!
"Last time on Total Drama Unfinished Business!" Chris opened the episode on footage from the previous one. Eva was shown tearing through the obstacle course followed by a clip of Jasmine slurping up some Jellyfish noodles. "It was testing day, and boy did we push our contestants to the limit!" Noah was shown getting punched off of his platform out on the water followed by some footage of Sky getting pelted with golf balls.
"With her vast knowledge, Scarlett out-brained everyone in the Brain competition!" The host stated on clips of Scarlett revealing the final answer to the riddle as well as an already injured Gwen getting knocked into the water by a boxing glove that sprouted from her platform.
"Then, we kicked things up a notch with our Ultimate Brawn obstacle course!" Chris continued. "Which Jasmine totally destroyed!" The Australian was shown hitting the high striker so hard that the bell flew off into the distance.
"We followed that up with a fashion show that Dakota would have won, had she not accidentally spilled the beans about doing the whole thing herself!" Chris laughed. "There were fashion pros," Dakota was shown strutting her stuff on the runway, "And definite fashion freaks!" Owen was shown in his too-tight disco outfit followed by Max showing off Samey's new 'Bride of Frankenstein' look.
"And finally, to top things all off, we had an eating competition where Owen defended his title, but not without trial!" The eating machine was shown sweating as he struggled to swallow the Carolina Reaper pepper.
"In the end, Max proved to be the most useless and was blamed for his team's failure, and rightfully so! I mean, did you see Samey before his makeover?" Chris asked as he played footage of Samey walking out next to Bridgette in her beautiful white gown.
"We're down to a familiar number 22! What surprises do we have in store next? Find out on this week's episode of Total...Drama...Unfinished Business!" The host finished.
~Theme Song: I Wanna Be Famous~
Duncan poked his head out of the bushes, looking back and forth to make sure no one was following him. When he decided the coast was clear, he dashed for the Communal Washrooms and slipped in the door, making sure to once again check his surroundings before closing it.
Inside was Noah, Cody, Geoff, and Owen all waiting for him. "How nice of you to finally arrive." Noah rolled his eyes. "Don't sweat it, you're only ten minutes late." He glared.
"Dude, nice! You're fashionably late!" Geoff gave Duncan a fist bump.
"You were talking to Courtney, weren't you." Owen giggled like a little schoolgirl after learning her friend's secret.
"No!" Duncan shot back defensively.
"Of course he wasn't talking to Courtney, Owen." Noah shook his head. "He was attempting to get her attention. Which I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say you failed at." He smirked.
"Shut it wise guy or I'll shut it for you." Duncan snapped, grabbing Noah by the collar of his sweater-vest.
"What are you gonna do, steal my pants? Because newsflash, you already did that." The cynic said bluntly, not afraid in the slightest.
Duncan sighed and threw Noah to the ground. "Why don't we get down to business?" He suggested. "If you're done being an egghead."
"Yeah, why'd you call us all here?" Cody wondered.
"I brought you all here because we have a serious issue. Right now the odds are 13 girls to 9 guys." Duncan told them.
"That sounds like good odds to me!" Cody grinned.
"No dude, bad odds! We've gotta get this alliance into action if we want to stick around." Duncan warned. "The only problem is five guys isn't going to cut it. That's not enough to swing the vote."
"So who do we recruit?" Owen asked.
"We could recruit some girls like Bridgette." Geoff suggested with a grin.
"No, absolutely not. That defeats the purpose of the guy's alliance." Duncan reminded him. "We can always try to persuade them to vote with us, but they're not officially part of the alliance. I was thinking more along the lines of Dave."
"You mean the psychopath who's been trying to get Sky voted off the entire season?" Noah deadpanned. "Yup. That sounds like a good idea to me." He said sarcastically. "Plus, I don't want people to start making more theories that he and I are related just because we're both Indian." He rolled his eyes.
"Wait, you mean you two aren't cousins?" Owen gasped. Noah just face-palmed. Were the people around him really that low of intelligence?
"Just here me out." Duncan assured. "None of us have ties to Sky, right?" He asked. Everyone nodded. "Good. So, if we recruit Dave, all we have to do to get him on board is to tell him we'll vote off Sky. He'll agree and once she's gone, he's ours."
"Whoa...that's so smart!" Geoff exclaimed.
"I hate to break it to you but six of us still won't be able to swing the vote." Cody pointed out. "We need more people."
"Relax, it's not like the girls will be able to band together and vote us off." Noah rolled his eyes. "They can't hardly share the bathroom." He jabbed a thumb at the opposite side of the washrooms.
"Yeah, but we still need more numbers." Cody insisted.
"Well, that just leaves Harold, Trent, and Scott, and no way are we letting him join." Duncan shook his head. "So I guess Harold and Trent?"
"I'm good with both of 'em." Geoff shrugged.
"Yay! More friends!" Owen cheered.
"Then it's settled. Meet me back here in ten minutes for the initiation." He told them.
A flash transitioned to Duncan, once again creeping through the bushes, only this time he was carrying something. When he left the bushes and tall grass, he was revealed to be dragging a good-sized burlap sack behind him. He quickly pulled it to the door of the washrooms. Whatever was in the sack was wriggling a lot. "Dude! Quit struggling!" Duncan snapped, kicking the bag a bit as he pulled it into the bathroom.
The washroom was now dark, but with an ominous glow coming from each of the stalls. The punk dumped the burlap sack onto the floor and moments later Dave scrambled out. "What is wrong with you?!" He cried, pulling out a bottle of hand-sanitizer and feverishly rubbing it onto his skin. "Do you know how dirty it was in there?"
"LET THE INITIATION COMMENCE!" Duncan called out, ignoring Dave's complaints. Suddenly, each bathroom stall door was kicked open, one after the other to reveal a hooded figure inside. Each cloaked member had a flashlight pointed at their face like one might do when telling a scary story around a campfire.
"What kind of demonic cult is this?!" Dave cried, starting to hyperventilate.
"Shark bait, moo-ha-ha! Shark bait, moo-ha-ha!" The cloaked figures all chanted at once. [2]
The flashlights revealed the shadowy cult members to be none other than Owen, Geoff, Cody, and Noah. As they continued chanting, they stepped out of their stalls and closer to Dave who continued to step backwards until he was pinned up against the sink.
"What do you want from me?!" Dave wailed.
"It's time for the initiation!" Duncan declared.
"What initiation?! What is going on!" Dave shouted frantically, completely left in the dark about what was happening.
"Your initiation into our guy's alliance." Duncan finally explained. "You see, the girls outnumber is 13 to 9, it's time to make sure we get the upper hand. So, we decided to recruit you."
Dave tapped his chin in thought, debating whether he should agree to join or not. So far these people had kidnapped him, and creeped him out even more than the zombie challenge. "It depends . . . will we be going after Sky?" Dave asked.
"If you think that's the best move. She's a girl after all. I don't see any reason not to." Duncan shrugged.
"I'm in." Dave grinned wickedly.
(Outhouse Confessional – Wannahockaloogie!)
Dave- "This is perfect! With an alliance, I'll have no problem getting Sky out of the game!" He pumped a fist. "After that . . . uh, I'm not really sure what I'll do after that. Maybe try and win?" He tapped his chin in thought.
"Alright." Duncan grinned back. "But you'll have to pass an initiation first." He warned. Dave was now beginning to second-guess his decision.
"Uh..."
"Too late! If you back out now you'll know too much and we'll have to kill you." Duncan told him, running to block the exit. Dave just stared at him in horror. "HA! Just kidding!" Duncan laughed. "We'll totally have to vote you off though."
"Fine." Dave sighed. "What's the . . . initiation?" He gulped, not sure if he wanted to know.
"You'll have to stay in a stall with Owen until he's done...doing business." Duncan told him.
Dave's face drained all color. "Nope! No way! Not happening! I'm out!" He then began heading for the exit again.
"Grab him!" Duncan shouted. As soon as he said this, Geoff, Cody, Noah, and Owen all pounced for the weakling.
Geoff got him first and pulled him into a bear hug. "Not getting out that easily, dude." He said.
"Let me go!" Dave screamed bloody murder. Geoff was forced to put a cloaked arm over Dave's mouth, turning his cries for help into muffled screams.
"Throw him in!" Duncan instructed.
"Come on little buddy, it won't be so bad. Only a couple of minutes." Owen told him as he led Dave (who was still being escorted by Geoff) into the stall. Once Dave was in, Geoff let go and ran out. Before Dave could follow, Noah quickly slammed the stall door closed and Geoff and Cody stood in front of it.
"First we'll need to get this off." Owen said. He could be heard taking off his robe before tossing it over the top of the stall. Then he could be heard pulling his pants down.
"AAAH!" Dave screamed, covering his eyes.
"What? You've never been to a public water park?" Owen asked.
"NO! Those things are unsanitary!" Dave cried as he banged on the door, desperately trying to get out.
And then it began. Sounds of Owen's farts ripped through the washrooms, accompanied by Dave's screams of horror. "WAAAH! AUGH! WHY!" The Germophobe tried not to hurl.
"Could you pass me some toilet paper?" Owen requested.
"AAAA-AWH-AWH-AWH!" Dave wailed.
Duncan laughed as he pulled two more burlap out from under the sink. "What's the meaning of this?" Harold demanded as he popped out form one of the sacks.
"Dude, is he okay in there?" Trent raised an eyebrow, pointing to the stall Dave was currently suffering in.
"He'll be fine." Duncan waved it off. "And I brought you here for the initiation into our alliance."
"Is that what that is?" Harold questioned, referring to Dave once again. "Do we have to do that?!"
"Nah, all you gotta do is take an oath." Duncan told them.
"Um, not that I'm complaining or anything but, why do we get to take an oath and that guy's gotta suffer?" Trent asked.
"Well one, I wanted to see his reaction," Duncan laughed, "And two, he's a newbie. You two are lucky."
"Sounds fair enough to me." Trent shrugged.
"What if we don't want to join this guy's alliance? I couldn't bear to vote out my fair Leshawna!" Harold said.
"Yeah, I can't vote for Gwen either. I think she's starting to come back around to me." Trent grinned eagerly. He then realized Duncan had previously broken up with Gwen and was not impressed. "Oh uh...sorry dude."
"Whatever. I was pretty sure you would say that." Duncan shrugged. "In case you didn't notice, some of our members also have some girls they have a certain liking to. Solution? We just don't target them."
"That makes sense." Harold nodded. "But what happens when there's no one else left?"
"Well that's when it's time to make a decision." Duncan said simply. "But we'll try not to think about that for right now. Now, hold up your right hand." He instructed, also doing so himself.
Harold and Trent obeyed. "I (your name here), vow never to betray this guy's alliance. And if I do, I will be voted out. So help me Duncan." Duncan said.
"I Harold, vow never to betray this guy's alliance. And if I do, I will be voted out. So help me Duncan." Harold recited. "Gosh! Why do you get to replace God? Egotistical much?"
"Hey, I founded this alliance. I think I should deserve a little credit."
"Fair enough." Harold nodded.
When Trent finished reciting his vow, Duncan let them go. "Remember, if you tell anyone, you'll be our next target!" Duncan warned them as the two guys left the cult.
"I think Dave's done suffering." Noah said, jabbing a thumb back at the stall. Dave was still screaming in agony as Owen's farts got louder and more concerning.
The farts then stopped. Owen could be heard pulling up his pants followed by a toilet flushing noise. The fart machine kicked open the stall door and whistled over to the sink to wash his hands.
There was a short paused before Dave slowly walked out of the stall, shaking and hugging himself in terror. His eyes were wide and stared off into the distance as he currently questioned life. "The things I have seen..." He shuddered.
"Alright! It looks like you've passed the initiation!" Duncan congratulated him.
Suddenly and out of nowhere, Dave let out a blood-curdling scream and bolted for the exit, spraying some sort of disinfectant all over himself as he went.
"Um...should we go get him?" Noah asked once he was gone.
"Nah, he'll be fine. He just needs some time to recover and he'll be all ready for the next voting ceremony." Duncan said, proud of his work.
The campers were all gathered out on the beach with Dave joining them shortly, still recovering from his incident with Owen. "Is this everybody? There's so many of you I lose track." Chris chuckled. "Okay, so before we get to today's challenge, we're gonna change things up a little. It's time . . . to pick for official teams!" He announced.
Overall everyone looked quite ecstatic to be placed on permanent teams until the merge. Even if they were dreading being stuck with their team, they were definitely curious. "But even before that, we need to pick team captains! How will we do that you might ask? There's your answer!" The host cast a finger out onto the lake where 22 wooden towers stood surrounding a tall pole that stuck up out from a cluster of jagged rocks. Sticking out of the side of the pole was a long sweeper-arm made of hard foam.
"For this team picking challenge, you'll all be placed on one of the twenty-two platforms out yonder." Chris explained. "Everyone gets a dueling stick which you can use to knock your opponents off while simultaneously avoiding the dreaded sweeper-arm. The last two campers left will then face off against each other to decide who gets to choose first."
"Sounds just a wee bit like a ripoff of-" Noah started to say.
"Don't go there!" Chris snapped, interrupting the cynic. "Alright, get your dueling sticks from Chef and head on out to one of the towers."
"You mean we have to swim? Ugh!" Amy whined.
"You'd fall into the water anyway." Dawn shrugged.
"Are you saying I'm gonna lose?" Amy narrowed her eyes at the moonchild.
"No, I was just-"
"Save it!" Amy snapped. She was then promptly knocked over when Chef hurled a green dueling stick at her.
"Oh dear..." Dawn winced.
Everyone was now on their own tower above the lake. "Begin!" Chris called out. On cue, the sweeper-arm began to rotate around. It began at a slow pace so it wasn't too difficult to jump over, not to mention it was also only raised about a foot off the ground.
"Well, good luck, I hope you win." Gwen looked over at Trent who was on the platform next to her.
"What? You're giving up already?" Trent frowned.
"Trent, my leg is broken. How am I supposed to jump over that thing?" She asked.
"Well I could-"
"No, I mean how am I supposed to do it myself?" Gwen stopped him. "No offense but I don't want your help. I'll only slow you down anyway."
"Alright." Trent nodded. "But you're not going home, I can promise you that."
"If you say so." Gwen sighed. The sweeper-arm came around and Trent jumped over it. As expected, when it came to Gwen, it pushed her right off and kept going.
The Goth had seen it coming but that didn't stop her from screaming as she plummeted into the water. "You good?" Trent hollered down.
"Not particularly." Gwen grit her teeth. She began to slowly swim back towards shore, only able to kick with one leg.
As the arm continued to rotate around the circle of platforms, everyone easily managed to jump over it. Well, almost everyone...
Owen saw the arm coming and prepared to jump. Unfortunately for our lovable oaf, he jumped too early and when he came down he was instantly tripped up by the arm "Whoa!" He cried as he tumbled off his platform. However, he managed to grab onto the arm before it was too late and pulled himself up so that he now hugged the arm in fear.
Dakota happened to be on the next tower and with a massive Owen in the way, she was unable to jump over it. Owen promptly knocked her off followed by Dawn, Cody, Dave (Who was still in shock), and Leshawna.
"Owen! Let go or you're going to knock us all off!" Noah hollered as his buddy neared.
"Oops!" Owen yelped, quickly letting go and dropping into the water below with a rather large splash. Noah was then able to jump over the arm with ease.
"Well that was definitely funny, but let's make things a little more interesting." Chris grinned, pulling out his remote.
"Ugh! I hate it when he says that!" Scott groaned.
Chris pressed the button and a few moments later, the ground beneath them began to shake. Scott struggled to stay on his platform as the rumbling was making it hard to stand. The dirt farmer looked over and the empty tower next to him collapsed in on itself, various planks of wood dropping into the water.
Soon the rumbling was too much, and Scott stumbled off his tower, watching it crumble right after as he fell. More towers began to collapse including Bridgette's and Amy's. Amy fell with a scream while Bridgette managed to jump to the empty tower next to her, only to have that one fall apart as well.
After a little more shaking, the rumbling finally ceased. And the contestants were able to move from platform to platform now. Eva glanced over at Jasmine who was across the ring and glared with fury.
(Outhouse Confessional – Release the Eva!)
Eva- "Yesterday Jasmine beat me in the physical obstacle course. Up until now, I was reigning champ at all things athletic. To have my title taken away like that is just . . . AGH! She's going down and I'll prove I'm the better brawn!" She snarled.
With all the rage in the world, Eva stormed along the platforms, knocking over anyone who got in her way. Geoff was her first victim, getting swept aside like a dust bunny under a fridge. "Whoa dude!" He cried before hitting the water.
Eva disregarded this completely and continued forward, swatting down Samey and Trent in her wake. Samey yelped as she hit the water and surfaced with Trent. "I know Eva's not exactly the nicest person, but what's with her today. She looked like she was about to RKO someone."
"Glad it wasn't us." Trent said, grabbing his head woozily. "Although it sure feels like it."
Samey giggled. "Let's get back to shore, Cody and Gwen are probably waiting for us."
Meanwhile back on top, Sky and Scarlett had their dueling sticks pressed up against the other, putting as much force on the other's stick as possible in an effort to knock them off. "You're a dirty cheater!" Sky declared.
"You're a minuscule insect!" Scarlett shot back.
The two continued to be locked in combat until Scarlett suddenly let go and swung her body back and out of the way, allowing Sky to topple over from all the force she had been putting on Scarlett's stick.
"Whoa!" She cried before falling off the tower.
"A job well done." Scarlett grinned, only for the sweeper arm to come up behind her and whack her in the head. "CURSES!" She screamed as she was sent right into the drink with Sky.
(Outhouse Confessional – Karma's a female dog)
Sky- "I guess you could say me and Scarlett have a bit of a rivalry. I'm still not about to trust or forgive her for trying to kill me last season. And she always gets the best of me in physical challenges using her brain smarts. One of these times I just want to knock her off a tall pole and watch her fall into some mud! That would be satisfying. But I guess watching the sweeper arm knock her into the water will do as a nice second place." She grinned.
"MOVE!" Eva roared, side-swiping Duncan off his platform.
"Hey! I know it's a challenge but you don't have to be so—WAH!" Courtney was interrupted when Eva whacked her in the side with her dueling stick, knocking her out of her path.
Eva was so rage-induced that she didn't even notice Noah when she barged right into him, sending him flying into the water where he almost landed on Courtney who was swimming back to shore, mumbling something under her breath.
(Outhouse Confessional – For the Motherland!)
Noah- "I now know what it feels like to get hit by a truck..." He said weakly, holding his head.
Eva- "When I get really mad about something, I kind of forget about the consequences of my actions." She sighed. "My anger management coach is gonna be so disappointed in me..." She groaned.
"Finally! I've got you in my sights!" Eva grit her teeth as she came upon Jasmine who was completely oblivious to Eva's tirade. The Australian was busy battling Izzy who was putting up a good fight.
When the redhead saw Eva approaching, she quickly shouted, "Gotta split!" Before back-flipping over Eva and Jasmine and making a run for it.
"No one take away my title! NO ONE!" Eva roared, charging at Jasmine who only suddenly noticed the fuming Eva.
"Hold on, what's this about?!" Jasmine cried as Eva came at her, swinging with full-force. Unfortunately for the weight-lifter, the sweeper-arm came around and rammed into Jasmine from behind, pushing her off before Eva could land a hit.
"NO!" Eva cried as she landed, only for the sweeper-arm to do her in as well. The two athletes splashed into the water and surfaced, glaring at each other.
"Nice going! Now we've both lost!" Jasmine glared at Eva. "And I don't know what that was about, but you've clearly got something you need to work out!" With that, the Australian began swimming towards shore where the rest of the campers were.
Eva sighed and face-palmed, knowing she had messed up royally.
"And the Sweeper-arm claims two more victims!" Chris announced. "That leaves Harold, who somehow managed to survive, and Izzy to battle it out!"
"Alright! Izzy's going to the championship!" The crazy girl whooped, doing a little victory dance.
Harold and Izzy now stood on two tall rock pillars jutting out from the water, separate from the circle of wooden towers. "All you have to do is knock your opponent into the water! The last one standing will get to choose first for who they want on their team!" Chris explained. "Ready...Set...FIGHT!"
Izzy and Harold locked their narrowed eyes for a moment, waiting for the other to make a move. After a short pause, Izzy struck first with a swipe to Harold's legs using her dueling stick.
The nerd jumped in time and swung down on Izzy with his own stick. Izzy jerked out of the way and leaped over to Harold's rock, forcing him to move to her's, switching places. The two pinned their dueling sticks against the other before Izzy put more force on hers, knocking Harold to the ground.
Izzy attempted a finishing move by swinging her stick down on Harold's head, but the nerd was quick to roll over and retreat to the rock he had started on. Izzy turned around to see Harold bringing his dueling stick down on her.
With lightning-fast reflexes, Izzy jumped into the air and grabbed the end of Harold's dueling stick. She then proceeded to swing Harold under and over her body before letting go and flinging him into the lake.
"Though Harold put up a valiant fight, Izzy pulls a sick finishing move and secures the win!" Chris declared.
(Outhouse Confessional- What's the number one rule of Fight Club?)
Harold- "I may have lost, but joke's on her! I saw her panties when she swung me around!" He grinned.
Everyone was now gathered on shore with Izzy and Harold standing off to the side. "Alright Izzy, since you won, you get first pick! But choose wisely, these teams will follow you all the way to the merge!"
Izzy scratched her chin, deep in thought as she scanned the crowd of campers. Who would she choose? The long suspense was killing Chris and the rest of the campers. "Nah, I'm just joking." Izzy suddenly laughed. "Of course I'm gonna choose Big O!"
"Wooo!" Owen whooped, running over to Izzy and giving her a huge bear hug.
"Okay, put me down Owen. Owen! OWEN!" She screamed before the big lug finally put her down with a sheepish smile.
"Okay Harold, now it's your pick." Chris told him.
"Who else would I pick but my luscious Leshawna?" Harold said, his eyes forming hearts. "Come to me my chocolate goddess!" He opened his arms for a hug.
"Well he sure ain't a fool." Leshawna grinned, walking up to her boyfriend and returning the hug.
"Okay, now the authority goes to your picks. That means it's Owen's turn to decide." Chris explained.
"Ooh! I pick my little buddy Noah!" Owen hopped up and down giddily.
Noah couldn't help but smile as he walked over to join Izzy and Owen. "No hugs." He made clear before standing next to Owen.
"Aww..." Owen frowned.
"Okay Leshawna, now it's your turn." said the host.
Leshawna tapped her chin in thought. "We gotta pick strategically." She whispered to Harold who nodded. "I think I gotta go with Bridgette."
The blond surfer smiled and walked over to join her friends. The picking then turned over to Noah who looked at the cast of contestants, most of whom he despised. "Psst! Pick Eva! We must bring Team E-Scope together again!" Izzy hissed.
Noah gave her an annoyed side glare and got back to thinking who he should pick. He had his alliance with Scarlett, but how long could she be trusted? He was also apart of the guy's alliance, but he knew how quickly that fell apart the first time.
"Pick Eva! Pick Eva! Do it for Team E-Scope!" Izzy continued to chant into Noah's ear.
"Ugh! Alright! I pick Eva, if for not other reason than to shut Izzy up!" Noah grumbled. Eva seemed indifferent as she walked over but inside she was glad to be with Izzy and Noah, two of the only people on the island she could actually call her friends.
"Bridgette?" Chris wondered.
"Geoff of course." Bridgette smiled, slightly blushing.
"Aw yeah babe!" Geoff grinned, running over to meet his girlfriend. He picked her up and the two began passionately making out.
"Y'all better not be doin' that the whole time." Leshawna warned them playfully.
"We won't, I promise!" Bridgette said in between smooching. Leshawna just shook her head with a smile.
"Eva, you're up."
The weight-lifter looked at Scarlett who was giving her the look that said "Choose me or else". She quickly avoided eye contact and looked around at the other options. "I think I'm gonna go with...Jasmine." She finally said.
"What?!" Scarlett grit her teeth. Eva was messing everything up!
"You can't be serious!" Jasmine exclaimed. "Two minutes ago you were practically trying to murder me and now you want to be on the same team? What is with you Canadians?!"
"I'm sorry, alright?" Eva sighed. "I let my anger get the best of me. You're a strong athlete and to be honest it's actually kind of nice to have some real competition in this game."
Most everyone in the audience was shocked. No one had ever heard Eva apologize for her actions before. "Well . . . alright, but I've got my eye on you. No tricks." Jasmine warned her.
The duty was now turned over to Geoff who looked at his fellow guy's alliance members. "I choose Duncan! C'mere bro!" Geoff held out his hand for a fist bump which Duncan returned as he headed over to join his new team.
"Okay Jasmine, who's your pick?" Chris asked.
"I gotta choose Samey." Jasmine pointed to the cheerleader.
Samey smiled and quickly ran over to join her friend. She'd never been picked before Amy! Amy was always first and she was always last.
"Okay Duncan." Chris gestured to the punk.
Duncan surveyed his alliance members. He wanted a good amount of people on both sides so he could influence the vote no matter what. He could choose Cody and split him up from Samey, but that would only cause more problems. It was better to let him have his girl than to have Cody distracted. "I'm gonna go with Dave." He finally decided.
"Um...what?" Chris looked completely shocked. "Uh, why?"
"I have my reasons." Duncan said simply.
Chris decided to do the smart thing and not ask about it any further. "Okay Samey it's-"
"CODY!" Samey suddenly blurted. "Uh, I mean I choose Cody." She corrected herself sheepishly.
Cody grinned, spotting the blush on Samey's cheeks and strutted over. "Just so you know I would have picked you too." He winked, causing her to giggle.
"Next time don't interrupt me!" Chris snapped. "Dave, it's your turn to pick."
"Uh...I think I'll go with Trent." Dave said, still a little shaky from his encounter with Owen before. Thank goodness the two were not on the same team!
"Alright." Trent grinned coolly, walking over to join his team, most of which were his friends.
"Cody?" The host looked over at the tech geek, expecting an answer.
Cody tapped his chin in thought. "Who should I pick?" He whispered to Samey.
"Go with Dawn, she's super trustworthy." The cheerleader answered.
"Dawn." Cody shrugged.
"Thank you friends, I am sure you will not be disappointed with this decision." Dawn smiled as she walked over to join her friends.
The focus shifted to Trent now who already knew who he was going to pick. "Don't do it, I'll just slow you guys down." Gwen insisted.
"C'mon, you know I'm gonna pick you." Trent grinned coolly.
"Ugh, you're gonna regret it, I'm telling you." Gwen rolled her eyes, although she couldn't help but smile.
As Trent helped her over to her new team, it was time for Dawn to make her decision. "I pick Dakota." She smiled. It was an obvious choice. Dakota was her friend and most everyone else that was left was a villain that Dawn preferred not to associate with.
"Yay!" Dakota squealed, running over to Dawn. "Now we're on the same team! Thanks bestie!" The heiress glomped Dawn into a hug.
"Um, you're welcome." Dawn chuckled.
"Gwen! It's your turn." Chris turned back over to the injured Goth.
"Uh, I think I'll go with Sky." Gwen said. She didn't fully trust Scott, she knew Amy was a brat, Scarlett tried to kill people, and she still wasn't totally cool with Courtney.
"Oh come on!" Sky pouted. She'd been waiting anxiously the entire time to be chosen for the opposite team so she wouldn't be with Dave. Glancing over at the Germophobe, it appeared he wasn't too happy either.
"Oh crap! I forgot about that...sorry." Gwen bit her lip.
"No, it's fine. We'll make it work." Sky breathed, trying to be the better person.
"Psh, yeah right." Dave muttered.
The attention flipped to Dakota who looked like she was having trouble making a decision. "Umm, I think I'll go with her, she's the nice one, right?" Dakota asked, pointing to Amy.
"Nope!" Chris chuckled. "But too bad, you're stuck with her."
"NOO! Why?!" Samey cried, covering her face with her hands. She was so close to being on a different team than Amy this time.
"Oh...sorry." Dakota apologized.
(Outhouse Confessional – Should've been paying attention!)
Dakota- "Okay so like, people think I'm stupid right? Well I figured out how to use that to my advantage! Amy and I are like, secret allies right now, so I needed her on my team. Just pretend I'm stupid and get 'tricked' into picking her." She smiled as she filed her nails. "And I have Dawn too! Things are actually looking up right now!"
Samey- "Noo! I was almost free from her! All I can hope for now is that we can vote her off since everyone else on the team is sort of my friend, or at least I think so." She rethought now that she brought up the subject.
Amy- "This is perfect! Dakota picks me and no one suspects a thing! All we need is Courtney to get this alliance finally off the ground! And as a little added bonus, I have Samey to torture while I'm here." She grinned wickedly.
"Alright Sky, you've got three choices. Which brat is it gonna be?" Chris asked, earning glares from Scott and Scarlett and a defensive "Hey!" from Courtney.
"Uh, I think I'll take Courtney." Sky decided. There was no way she'd willingly pick Scarlett, and she definitely did not trust Scott.
"Finally!" Courtney threw her hands up as she walked over to Sky. She could go on, but she thought it'd be wise not to.
"Amy?" Chris looked over at the cheerleader.
"Ugh, finally it's my turn." Amy rolled her eyes. She looked back and forth between Scarlett and Scott, tapping her chin in thought. "Scarlett I guess?" The brat looked pretty displeased that she only got two people to pick from.
Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief. While Eva had almost messed everything up by not choosing her, Amy had managed to save her plan, and unknowingly too!
"What?! Come on! You picked a psycho-killer over me?!" Scott shouted in outrage. "I may have done some bad things but I never tried to kill anyone!"
"Weeeeell, some of your actions on Revenge of the Island were a bit sketchy..." Chris pointed out.
"But not like she did! She was gonna let everyone die!" Scott complained.
"I had to choose the lesser of two evils." Amy reasoned. "Her ugly librarian outfit it was much better than your hobo look."
Normally Scarlett would irritated with such bratty behavior, but she was too relieved to have her alliance still intact that she didn't even care.
"Then that means Scott goes to the other team!" Chris finished up. Courtney groaned upon realizing she was now permanently stuck with Duncan and Scott.
"So...uh, are we gonna get names or something?" Cody asked.
"Of course!" Chris replied cheerfully. "And in the spirit of being back on Pahkitew Island, I decided to use the actual Cree translations of the names we were going to use last time."
"Sweet! We can be the Ferocious Tigers!" Harold grinned, striking what was presumably the Kung Fu pose for Tiger.
"Well, you see we ran into some more trouble..." Chris continued. "It turns out there's actually no word for tiger in the Cree language. I guess they've never been to a zoo." He shrugged. "So, we decided to go with Wahwakamiw Sisikwew, which translates to "Winding Rattlesnakes." He said. [3]
"Ooh! We can be the rattlesnakes!" Izzy hooted, raising her hand and waving it wildly. "I've even got the dance to go with it! Remember?"
"Yes please!" Owen gleamed.
"Okay, it would seem Izzy has chosen to be the Winding Rattlesnakes." Chris said as Izzy began to do her Dance of the Rattlesnake. "That means Harold, your team will now be known as: Sowahkeyiw Kihew or "Soaring Eagles!" [4]
"We shall soar with pride!" Harold saluted.
"Yeah, right into the volcano over yonder." Noah jabbed a thumb at the looming mountain full of molten lava. Some of his teammates snickered, earning glares from the other team.
"At least we're led by a sane person!" Leshawna retorted, referring to Izzy who was still entrancing Owen with her waving dancing.
"Foolish Leshawna, we're all mad here." Noah smirked.
"Don't you bout to go Cheshire Cat on me." She snapped.
"Okay okay, settle down kiddies," Chris soothed them, "I can tell you're eager to show the other team what you're made of!"
"A whole lotta concrete." Leshawna pounded a fist into her palm, eyeing Noah.
"Clearly that's what's occupying the space between your ears." Noah simpered.
Unable to come up with a witty comeback, Leshawna just kept quiet and glared at Noah who returned her with a smug grin.
"What better way to show off your team's strengths—and weaknesses I might add—than a Talent Competition!" Chris proclaimed.
"Didn't we already do this?" Courtney wondered.
"Yeah... like twice?" Sky chimed in.
"Okay yes, but who doesn't love a good talent show?" Chris asked.
"Well last time I recall, Malibu Barbie over here puked all over the set . . . and the audience." Duncan jabbed a thumb at the embarrassed surfer.
"With any luck, we'll get to see something like that again!" Chris laughed, "But no repeating acts that have already been done, we want never-before-seen talents for tonight's show!"
"Hold up, did you say tonight?" Leshawna asked in shock.
"Yes, I did. You'll have the rest of the day to pick your three performers and let them practice for the big show tonight." Chris clarified. "They'll be judged by Chef, myself, and a special guest!"
"Ooh! I wonder who it is!" Dakota wondered excitedly.
"Well whoever it is, they're obviously famous or they wouldn't be a special guest." Amy rationalized. "Which means I've got to look my best." The cheerleader quickly pulled out a portable mirror and added some blush to her cheeks.
"Soaring Eagles, you'll move into the TDI Cabin, Winding Rattlesnakes, you'll move to the Pahkitew Island Cabin. Get acquainted with your new team, audition for the challenge, I don't care as long as you have three acts ready by tonight." Chris shrugged.
"Please tell me you're going to let us get our stuff out of our cabin before you drop another giant block of concrete on it." Scott requested.
"Who knows. Might wanna hurry though." Chris shrugged with an impish grin. Scott quickly bolted toward his cabin with Dakota in tow.
"Not my makeup!" She cried.
"Aw yeah guys! It's gonna be a real party now!" Geoff grinned putting his arms around Duncan and Bridgette as the two came up to the cabin. "I can't wait to stay up late at night and play games like truth or dare and strip poker!"
"Say what now?" Leshawna dropped her bags on the front porch of their new cabin.
"What? We're all friends here." Geoff reasoned.
"Not really." Courtney argued, kicking Scott in the crotch after catching him looking at her chest.
"You guys seem nice but...I don't think I'm up for that..." Sky winced, quickly leaving the conversation by entering the girl's side of the cabin.
"Did I hear strip poker?" Izzy asked with a wild grin, suddenly dropping in.
"Izzy! Get back here!" Noah snapped, running onto the scene. "Wrong cabin loco." He grabbed the red-head by the arm and pulled her back to their cabin.
"Darn it!" Izzy snapped her fingers.
"Okay fine, I'll leave strip poker for back home." Geoff shrugged. "Doesn't matter, we can still have fun! It'll be like a team bonding experience!"
"Maybe we should wait until after the challenge." Courtney reminded him. "We need to pick three acts now or they won't have enough time to practice for tonight."
"Man, you're a real Captain Buzzkill." Geoff frowned.
"I'm just trying to do what's best for the team." Courtney protested.
"Maybe if you'd let us have fun too you could be Dr. Funtimes." Geoff crossed his arms.
"Okay I'm done with this conversation." Courtney rolled her eyes. "I'll be holding auditions in a few minutes if anyone's interested." She asserted before walking into the cabin with her stuff.
(Outhouse Confessional- You can play strip poker in here!)
Courtney- "Things are not going as planned." She sighed. "My only real alliance with Amy and Dakota is shot now that we're on different teams. Right now my only hope is to make sure my team likes me and I plan on doing that by winning. If worst comes to worst I can always align with Scott and Duncan...but I really don't want it to come to to that." she lamented.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Now we can be roomies!" Dakota squealed, pulling Dawn into a hug as the two entered the girl's side of the cabin.
"I'll just take this bed." Samey said, putting her stuff on the bottom bunk in the far corner of the room.
"No you don't that's my bed." Amy snapped, waltzing in and sweeping all of Samey's bags off the bed.
Samey sighed, knowing this was only the beginning of her ruined hope. Samey collected her things from the floor and placed them on the top bunk.
"Wait...you can't have that bed." Amy said, grabbing Samey's stuff once more and tossing it off the top bunk. "I have to be on top because I'm above you. Lucky you though, you get the bed you wanted." She gave a bratty smile and put her luggage on the top bunk leaving Samey to once again clean her's up from the floor.
"You can have a stay on my branch." Jasmine offered, jabbing a thumb out the window to a tree with a coil of rope hanging down from one of the branches.
"No thanks." The cheerleader sighed, climbing up to the top bed and plopping down in the covers in defeat.
"You sure you don't want to stay in here?" Eva asked as she hauled her duffel bag inside.
"I'm good, these cabins are a little too claustrophobic for me to sleep in." Jasmine shrugged.
"I could take the top bunk, you'd have more space on the bottom." Eva offered.
"No really, I'm fine. Thanks for asking though." Jasmine assured her.
(Outhouse Confessional- Isn't it a bit claustrophobic in here?)
Eva- "Well I've been about as nice as I can be." She shrugged. "If Jasmine's not looking for new friends then fine. I'll just stick to tagging along with Izzy and Noah." She sighed, unable to hide her disappointment.
"Wow, I just realized how few of us there are..." Noah said as he walked into the cabin with his bags only to find Owen and Cody. Owen was taking a breather on one of the bottom beds while Cody was reading one of his comic books on the top bunk of another bed. "I guess that means more space." The bookworm was satisfied with this.
Noah walked over to one of the empty bunks and tossed his bags onto the top bunk and was about to lay down on the bottom one when he noticed something. "Why's this bed so lumpy..." He yanked off the covers to find a giggling Izzy hiding beneath. "GAH! Izzy what are you doing in here?! This is the guy's side!"
"Yeah! No girls allowed!" Owen added in a slightly childish manner.
"Come on! I'm practically one of the guys!" Izzy pleaded.
"Yeah, except for the fact that you're a girl..." Noah pointed out. "It's weird enough changing in front other guys, I don't need a girl in here too."
"Oh, so you can't change in front of me but you can change in front of Cody? He's practically your lover!" Izzy threw her hands up.
Cody tried to sink behind his comic book and avoid the conversation. "Need I remind you that I am not gay and Cody has a girlfriend!" Noah snapped.
"Not yet he doesn't!" Izzy noted. "He hasn't kissed her yet!"
"Wait...so doesn't that mean Noah and Cody are more of a couple than-"
"Stop right there Owen!" Noah warned. "And kissing doesn't make them a couple. He's gotta actually ask her out first."
"But you and Cody are still-"
"I AM A HETEROSEXUAL MALE." Noah shouted sternly, silencing Izzy and Owen.
"That may be so, but that doesn't stop the fan shippers!" Izzy grinned, knowing she'd won the argument.
"Just get out!" Noah snapped, having had enough of the ordeal.
"Fine, but Izzy will be back! Just you wait!" And with that, the crazy red-head leaped out the open window.
"AND STAY OUT!" Noah hollered after her before slamming the window closed. "Geez, she's like a five-year-old who won't stop bothering you until you give them your phone."
"Maybe lock the door too. Just in case." Cody requested, peeking out from behind his comic book.
Noah went to do so but was stopped when Jasmine entered the doorway. "Great, another female. I already chased Izzy out what do you want." Noah snarled.
"Well I was going to ask if any of you were interested in auditioning for the challenge but I guess not." Jasmine glared at the bookworm.
"Correct, guess what you win? A one way ticket out of our room." Noah was about to slam the door on her before Owen piped up.
"Wait! I've got some talents!" He spoke.
"Owen, I don't think anyone is interested in you burping the alphabet again." Noah shot him down.
"Awww..." Owen frowned.
"Actually Chef and Chris might enjoy that. Sky got a good score last season with burping..." Jasmine reminded them.
"Whatever." Noah rolled his eyes.
"We're also going to go with majority rules so if you have any interest in choosing our acts I suggest you come with me." Jasmine told them.
"I'm in." Cody shrugged.
"Fine." Noah rolled his eyes, knowing he couldn't trust some of the others to vote logically.
Team Sisikwew was gathered on the porch out front of their cabin trying to determine who should perform in the challenge.
"Come on guys, burping the ABC's would be killer! Sky did it last season and she got a good score!" Owen reminded his team, which wasn't so keen on his talent. "I could even burp and fart the Hallelujah Chorus if you want. I've only been working on it for a few months but I could give it a shot!"
"For the love of all that is good and holy, please do not." Noah pleaded.
"Aw, you guys are no fun." Owen frowned.
"I could give knife throwing a try," Jasmine suggested, "I'm a little rusty but my aim can't be that bad."
"Sure give it a try." Samey smiled. "I'm sure you'll do great!"
"Ooh! I wanna be tied to the target!" Izzy raised her hand excitedly.
"You sure?" Jasmine asked looking shocked. "I mean, it doesn't call for anyone to be tied to it and it's a little dangerous..."
"TIE ME!" Izzy shouted.
Izzy was now tied to a large wheel with targets drawn between her legs, arms, and on either side of her head. "You could do it blindfolded if you want to." Izzy offered.
"Um, no thanks. This is dangerous enough as it is..." Jasmine bit her lip.
"But Chris said he wanted never-before-seen talents! Something exciting! This is sure to wow the judges!" Izzy argued.
"I think this is enough wow." Jasmine ended the conversation. The Aussie took a knife form a pile of them sitting on a stump and took aim at the target between Izzy's legs. She reeled her arm back and chucked the knife forward, letting it flip through the air before hitting the wheel. Instead of embedding itself as planned, the knife just clattered against the wheel and fell to the ground.
"Hmm, lets try a hatchet." Jasmine said, picking one off the stump and taking aim again, this time for the one to the left of Izzy's head. She closed one eyes and reeled back before hurling it through the air.
The small axe hit the wheel so hard that the wheel broke off it's hinges and went rolling down the path with Izzy still tied to it. "Woo! Feel the head-rush!" The crazy girl whooped as she rolled away.
Cody, Samey and Noah were quick to run after her.
"Okay so that was a bust..." Jasmine frowned. "Anyone else got something?"
Amy gave a fake sigh. "Well, I didn't want to have to break it out, but desperate times call for desperate measures." She shrugged, clearly having waited for this moment. "Samey and I have a little Cheerleading routine that we know."
"Um, I don't really-"
"We can show it to you right now! I'll just go get our pom-poms!" Amy smiled, running off into the girl's side of the cabin for a moment before returning with four pink fluffy pom-poms.
The brat tossed two of them at Samey and then stood in a starting position with her pom-poms behind her back. Samey reluctantly joined her and the two began their synchronized dance.
After much waving of the hands and kicking, Amy motioned for Samey to come over. Amy made a boat with her hands which Samey used as a push-off into the air with the help of her sister who launched her up.
Samey screamed as she came crashing down, landing on top of her sister who had attempted to catch her in her arms. "Ow..." Samey groaned, rubbing her head.
"Whoa! Are you two okay?" Cody asked, running over.
"Usually there's a bunch of us who catch her..." Amy moaned. "We'll get it together for the show." She promised.
"You sure? Samey took a pretty big tumble..." Jasmine observed.
"She's fine. We'll be ready for the show." Amy assured her. "Let's go practice." The cheerleader grabbed Samey by the arm and pulled her away from Cody. "Suck it up and do as I say." Amy hissed as the two left.
"Alright...I guess that's one act. Any others?" Jasmine asked the rest of her team.
A flash transitioned over to Team Kihew who were gathered by their cabin, discussing the night's show.
"You guys saw me practice my violin last time, I can do it." Courtney tried to convince her team. "And as long as Bridgette stays away from me and I don't practice under any lights, I'll be fine." Once again, Bridgette frowned and tried to hide herself. She was ready for this challenge to be over. She was sick of everyone bringing up her epic failure that night.
"Didn't your violin get smashed last time?" Gwen recalled.
"Yes, but I bought a new one. One that's much better than that old piece of junk." She answered.
"I don't know, it just doesn't seem like what Chris is looking for..." Sky said.
"Trust me, my violin solo will blow them out of the water." Courtney assured her.
"If you say so." Sky sighed. She was pretty sure Chris and Chef wouldn't be impressed, but she didn't want to start anything with her new team.
"Then it's settled." Courtney smiled happily. "We just need two more acts. Anyone got anything remotely entertaining?"
"I can recite 500 digits of Pi!" Harold offered. "3.14159265358979-"
"Boi, no one wants to watch that." Leshawna confronted him.
"That's what my team said last time, but then I stole the show." Harold reminded her. "What if I was about to break into an epic Pi song? You'll never know because you didn't let me finish." He crossed his arms.
"You're a straight fool, you know that?" Leshawna told him, although she couldn't help but smile at the dork's nerdiness.
"So I've been told." Harold responded in an edgy fashion.
"Trent could play another song on his guitar!" Geoff suggested. "You were wicked good last time, man!"
"We can't repeat acts Geoff, remember?" Gwen reminded him.
"Darn..."
"I could bust a move." Leshawna offered, starting to dance before Harold stopped her.
"Girl, no one wants to watch that." He told her, imitating her style of speech.
"Ha-ha, very funny." Leshawna said sarcastically, crossing her arms and glaring at her boyfriend.
"Watch this graffiti art action." Duncan grinned, pulling out a can of spray paint and shaking it up. He began to graffiti the side of their cabin but no one could see what it was until it was finished due to the clouds of paint the spray released.
When he was done, he showed off a skull with flames around it and coming out of the eye holes. "Ooh, first skulls and now a flaming skull." Gwen observed. "Still trying to prove you're edgy?"
"No." Duncan snapped. "I know I'm edgy." He grinned proudly.
"I don't think Chris would take too kindly to graffiti." Trent advised. "He'd probably get all "Get off off my lawn" mad and not give us any points."
"That spaz never lets me have any fun." Duncan rolled his eyes.
The focus flipped back over to Team Sisikwew who were currently watching in awe and fear at Izzy's audition. "And now, I shall make him disappear!" Izzy declared, earning a look of concern from Noah, her assistant.
Izzy threw a white sheet from one of the beds over the bookworm and and tapped his head with her baton. "Hocus Pocus, Alacazam!" She shouted and pulled the sheet away.
Everyone gasped; Noah was gone. "How the-" Scarlett wondered. There had to be some logic to this. Magic did not exist, only science. She didn't believe a second of that 'Harness the Magic' crap they always told her on field trips to Whimsy World.
"What the heck?" Noah cried, everyone turning to find him on the roof of the cabin. "How did that actually work?!"
"A great magician never reveals their secrets!" Izzy cackled.
"Well if it works it works," Jasmine shrugged, "All in favor?"
Everyone but Scarlett and Noah raised their hands. "That was some weird drug-trip /censored/ that I am not about to go through again." Noah shook his head.
"There must be an explanation." Scarlett narrowed her eyes at Izzy. "Tell me how! Is there a launching device somewhere? Show me it!" She interrogated her.
"NEVER!" Izzy refused.
"We just need one more!" Jasmine smiled. "So far I think we've got a pretty good lineup."
"Yeah, because phony magic tricks and failed cheerleader routines are bound to make the judges go wild..." Noah rolled his eyes.
"Any other supernatural /censored/ someone wants to show us?" Eva looked around.
"Well actually," Dawn piped up, "I could do palm reading." She offered.
"Really? That's the best you got? Who do you think you're fooling?" Eva scoffed.
"Would you like me to test it out on you?" Dawn offered.
"Humor me." Eva said sternly.
Dawn grabbed Eva's hand and pulled her to a kneel. The moonchild stroked her fingers across Eva's palm, causing her to recoil. "I can't read your palm if you do not let me have your hand." Dawn told her.
Eva sighed and gave her hand back. Dawn stroked it again. "Oh my... someone you consider your friend will betray you..." Dawn read.
"Yeah right." Eva rolled her eyes.
(Outhouse Confessional – What in Tarnation?)
Eva- "I don't believe her aura crap for a second." she said. "She probably just researches everything about people like that freaky Sierra chick does. My only friends here are Noah and Izzy and I doubt either of them would betray me." She said confidently.
"Anything else?" Eva raised an eyebrow, unconvinced.
Dawn traced the creases in the weight-lifter's hand and closed her eyes to think. "I'm reading...you'll go deep into this game!" Dawn opened her eyes suddenly.
"Oh yeah? How deep?" Eva questioned.
"I'm not sure, I can't see..." Dawn narrowed her eyes as if she was trying to see the future in her mind.
"Are we gonna win this challenge?" Eva inquired.
"It doesn't work like that, I'm afraid." Dawn shook her head.
"Then how does it work!" Eva furiously ripped plank of wood from the floor of the cabin porch and chucked it into the woods.
"Let's not get too rambunctious here." Cody chuckled nervously, trying to calm things down.
"Well, unless anyone's got anything better, I'd say Dawn's palm reading is the best third act we've got." Jasmine knit her brows.
"If I may pose an act as a last resort." Scarlett spoke. "You see, I've been working on a chemical spray that instantly grows hair. It could revolutionize the world for bald people."
"And you want to test it as an act?" Jasmine asked.
"Precisely."
"Ooh! I've got the perfect slogan for it!" Owen waved his hand. "You could call it Get Back Hair!" He said.
"Uh...I don't think back-hair is what people are interested in..." Noah raised an eyebrow.
"What? No I meant like get back your hair." Owen told him.
"Yeah...I think you'd better leave the product naming to the professionals." Noah decided. "Or it'll be the next Sham-Wow!" He rolled his eyes at the thought.
"You know, I still don't think it beats Kumdon." Cody shook his head with a impish smile.
"What's that?" Owen asked curiously.
"Nope, we are getting into rated R territory, stop right there mister." Noah scolded Cody who was still giggling to himself like a Japanese schoolgirl.
"Who do you plan to test it on?" Jasmine asked,trying to move on from the conversation that just took place.
"The only publicly bald person here, of course." Scarlett answered.
A flash transitioned forward to Scarlett standing with a bottle of her product in front of a skeptical Chef. "So you're sayin' this stuff's gonna grow me some hair?" Chef inquired.
"Yes, and at an accelerated pace. If it works correctly, you'll have hair in seconds." Scarlett explained. "Of course we'll have to shave it all for the performance, should it work."
"This better work or you'll be gettin' my hopes up." Chef muttered. He took off his hat and faced down so Scarlett could spray directly onto his bald head.
Scarlett attempted to spray the bottle but nothing came out. With a rather annoying look on her face, she shook the bottle. Chef waited for a while before looking up in annoyance. "You gonna spray it or what?!" He snapped.
Unfortunately for the cook, Scarlett had sprayed again right as Chef looked up, effectively spraying the chemicals into his eyes. Chef stood there for a second before screaming in agony as hair somehow grew on his eyeballs. The cook ran away screaming before Scarlett could even react. [5]
"All in favor of not letting Scarlett perform, say I." said Noah, followed by a chorus of I's.
"Ingrates." Scarlett muttered.
"Dark is my soul, yearning for a love that once flourished, but now, is malnourished from the nutrients it needed to stay strong!" Dave recited dramatically for his team. "I was betrayed, lied to, led on, no longer do I have someone I can count on..."
"You can't rhyme on with on!" Courtney argued.
"I can if I want! It's my poem!" Dave snapped.
"Dude, that was seriously lame..." Duncan told him.
"Whatever. It's art." Dave scoffed. He glanced at Sky as he stormed off, but the gymnast quickly looked away, embarrassed because she knew she was the subject of his poem.
(Outhouse Confessional- The outhouse is black, please bring me some food...)
Sky- "Why is he still so hung up about this?!" She cried. "It happened like, a year ago! If we want to succeed in this game, we need to forget the past and start new! Why can't he see that?"
Dave- "I think she got the message!" He grinned. "I hope she feels bad inside, just like I have for the past year and a half!" He wailed.
"So is that a no?" Trent wondered.
"Well unless we want Leshawna to dance, I say we give it to him." Gwen said, jabbing a thumb at the sassy teen.
"Fine, I guess he's in." Courtney sighed. "But please, find something else to rhyme with on." She hissed to Dave.
"That means we just need one more dudes!" Geoff realized. "Anybody got anything?"
"I'm glad you asked." Scott grinned.
"What talent could you possibly possess?" Courtney asked doubtfully.
"Wood carving." Scott smiled smugly.
(Outhouse Confessional- I guess you could say her reaction was wooden!)
Scott- "Now's my chance to actually impress Courtney with something. Unlike that loser Duncan, I have an actual talent!" He grinned proudly.
The sound of a chainsaw started up as Scott began to take on a stump of wood. He maneuvered around the tree bottom and began to sculpt something as wood-chips flew everywhere.
"My eyes!" Harold cried as sawdust flew in his direction.
Everyone backed away and shielded their eyes from the cloud of wood-chips and sawdust as Scott's creation quickly took form.
A few minutes later when the cloud of debris cleared, Scott proudly stood next to a much larger version of one of the Chris immunity idols.
"Whoa..." Geoff awed.
"Scott! That's amazing!" Courtney exclaimed. "I knew you could whittle or whatever, but I didn't know you could chainsaw carve! If you carve a whole statue of Chris for the show, we'll be sure to get points!"
"So I guess I'm in then?" Scott wondered.
"Yup. You, me, and Dave I guess." Courtney said, still not so sure about their last act.
"Welcome! To tonight's Talent Show Extravaganza!" Chris opened up the show. It was now night and the stage was lit up from the stage lights pointed at it.
"Didn't you already use that the last time we did this?" Chef whispered.
"That was six seasons ago, nobody will remember, or at least they wouldn't have if you hadn't brought it up." Chris hissed back. "Are we ready back there?" He called out, sounding rather annoyed.
"Almost! Just a second!" Came a familiar yet different voice.
Chris gave an awkward whistle while he and Chef waited. "So...did you use a razor or an electric ra-"
"I don't wanna talk about it." Chef grumbled, shivering at the thought.
"Alright, now I'm ready!" Came the voice again.
"Good," Chris said, putting his winning smile back on, "Now introducing our special guest judge . . . DON from the Ridonculous Race!" The host announced.
"Hello faithful viewers!" Don waved as he stepped out from behind the curtain.
"Psst, those are our faithful viewers! Don't you dare steal them away!" Chris snapped from off-screen.
Don rolled his eyes. "Whatever. It's not my fault the network wanted to cross-promote both shows."
"Just come take a seat." Chris said, motioning for Don to sit down behind the judges table.
"Alright! It's time for our first act coming to you from Team Kihew!" Chris said as soon as Don sat down. "Welcome to the stage . . . Courtney! Finally getting the chance to perform her violin solo!"
Courtney stepped out onto the stage with her shiny new violin. "Tonight I will be playing a condensed version of Antonio Vivaldi's Four Seasons." The CIT told the audience.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before beginning her song. She started off with the easily recognizable "La Primavera" or "Spring".
Don seemed very interested in the piece while Chris and Chef looked like they could care less. Chef stuck a finger in his ear, pulled it out, and examined the contents on his finger, meanwhile Chris just sat there looking like a bored High School student.
Courtney continued to play the song from memory, seemingly not making any mistakes. Even if she did, Chris and Chef probably couldn't even tell.
"Ugh, is it Winter yet?" Chris asked
Courtney gave him a glare but continued playing, making her way into "Summer". Coincidentally, this was the time a bee decided to buzz around Courtney's head.
The CIT tried to shoo it away by blowing at it but the bee was undeterred. Courtney gave a quiet frustrated cry and tried to hit the bee with her bow.
Chris raised an eyebrow as Courtney began wildly sliding her bow back and forth on the violin, unintentionally straying away from the song. "Come on...go away!" Courtney hissed.
Now "Summer" began to sound more like a country tune...
"Hey... I know that song!" Scott stood up. "That's Cotton-Eyed Joe! This song was played at my Aunt Bessie's wedding!" The dirt farmer said before beginning to dance like a lunatic.
"Cut it out Scott!" Courtney snapped, now getting very irritated. This wasn't going at all like she planned!
(Outhouse Confessional- Where'd you come from, where'd you go?)
Scott- "What a woman!" He exclaimed. "She's hot and she can play my favorite song! When we get married this is gonna be our wedding song!" He grinned.
"Okay okay, I've heard enough." Chris rolled his eyes. "Fellow judges, decide your score." There was a short moment for Don and Chef to decide how many points they would award Courtney. "Alright, I give it a five. The first part was boring but then something remotely interesting actually happened." Courtney once again glared at him.
"Six." Chef decided, giving no further explanation.
"Ten! That was fantastic!" Don declared, standing up and cheering for her.
"What? But it was a disaster!" Courtney protested.
"Yeah, but it was a really neat take on Vivaldi's Four Seasons! You started out with a beautiful cover for it, and then turned it into a crazy southern hootenanny! I loved it!"
"Don't argue with him." Leshawna hissed. "Just take your points and get off the stage!"
"And Courtney secures a strong lead for her team with twenty-one points!" Chris announced. "Up next we have Noah and Izzy doing a Magic Trick act!" The redhead was now outfitted with a black top hat and a wand.
"That's Magic spelled with a j and a k for all of you illiterate folks out there! Ha-ha, just kidding! See what I did there? I'm a comedian too!" Izzy laughed at her own joke. Noah just shook his head in disappointment.
"Show me what you got." Chris said, sitting back in his chair and biting the eraser on his pencil. He was really going for the stereotypical high school jock attitude.
"First, I shall rearrange my assistant's body parts!" Izzy started with an impish grin that made Noah more than uncomfortable. She allowed Noah to step into a large box and then she closed the door. "Abracadabra, Hocus Pocus, other fancy words that do nothing!" The redhead hollered as she waved her wand. She tapped the box once and shouted, "Open Sesame!"
The box opened up with puff of smoke and once it cleared, Noah was revealed with his head, torso, and legs on three separate shelves within the box.
"Whoa, I've seen that in movies but never in real life!" Chris exclaimed, actually interested.
"Astounding!" Don cheered.
"And there's three more where that came from!" Izzy grinned.
"Okay...we're kind of on a limited time schedule here, so...score?" Chris looked over to Don and Chef.
"I give it a seven." Chef said with a face that said "mildly adequate'.
"Eight." Chris said.
"I give it a ten!" Came Don.
"With a score of twenty-five, team Sisikwew is in the lead!" Chris declared. "Now get off the stage!"
"Alrighty!" Izzy grinned, pushing the box with Noah inside. The box rolled off the stage and landed with a thud followed by a groan from Noah.
A flash transitioned to Dave now on the stage with nothing but a microphone. "Whenever you're ready!" Don smiled, getting ready to listen intently.
"Hey! I'm the host, quit telling them what to do! That's my job." Chris hissed.
The spotlight turned and focused on Dave. The Germophobe cleared is throat and then began. "Why can't you love me the way you should? I know you could... Instead my heartache is what you're choosing... It's me that you are loosing... I hate what you've done to me, I was all that you ever wanted me to be,I'm not blind, I can see.."
In the audience Sky bit her lip and blushed. This was going nowhere good and it was obvious to anyone that it was about her. The gymnast left the bleachers and ran off just for the remainder of the poem.
"I see your game, I'm not insane, you are hurting me... After everything I have done for you, everything I gave to you, you turn around and cheat? All the times and memories we have spent together you even said we'd be forever.." [6]
Chris raised an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if he should be intrigued or creeped out. Don was fascinated with Dave's poetry skill. All that was missing were some bongos. The Ridonculous Race host snapped his fingers for the poet.
"The bond we share, I never thought you would dare, dare to hurt me this way, all the lies you say... You made me sick, she is what you want to pick...You made me cry while you told a lie,
you made me want to die...How could this be you're not here with me?You are not the one I thought you were, now I know, now I'm sure..."NEVER HURT YOU" IS WHAT YOU SAID!" Dave began screaming. "I HAVE NIGHTMARES WHEN I GO TO BED! YOU SAID YOU LIKED ME, BUT YOU...LIED!"
The Germophobe broke down into sobbing. "How could you!" He wailed as tears streamed down his cheeks. "You led me on! AAAAAHHHH!" Dave grabbed the microphone stand and chucked it off the stage. It clattered against the ground with a shrill whine, causing everyone to cover their ears in pain.
"I'm gonna take that as a finish." Chris said, beginning to write down a score. "I give it a nine. The freak out at the end was hilarious!" He laughed.
"I give it a seven." Chef shrugged.
"Ten out of ten! That was beautiful poetry!" Don applauded the still crying nerd.
"You give everyone a ten." Chris rolled his eyes.
"Hey, they're all fantastic acts so far!" Don said defensively.
"Whatever. That rounds out to a twenty-six which means Team Kihew has a total of forty-seven points right now." Chris announced. "Next act!"
Dawn sat cross-legged on the stage. "Hello judges, I will be reading your palms today." She told them. The moonchild stood up and walked up to the judge's table. "May I?" She asked, pointing to Chris's hand.
"Whatever floats your boat." Chris shrugged doubtfully.
Dawn took his hand and traced the creases. "I'm looking into your past..." She said with her eyes closed. She stroked his hand some more, making some odd faces although she didn't say anything.
"What? What are you finding out?" Chris asked, starting to wonder if it was actually real.
"It seems that if you had not broken from Fame Town, you would have become Canada's most popular boy band, still popular to this day." Dawn told him.
"WHAT?! That's all a load of hooey! There's no way those losers were going anywhere! I'm glad I left them to become a television host. I'm way better off now than I was then." He rolled his eyes.
"Is that so?" Dawn raised an eyebrow. "Because in your future, I see darkness for you. You are penniless and you have been locked away."
"Locked away? Again?! Why?" Chris exclaimed angrily. He was not going back to prison.
"It's hard to make out..." Dawn said, straining her closed eyes as she tried to see the future. "All I can see is you being liable for something."
"Oh come on, you can't tell me what it is?" Chris glared at her.
"That's not how palm reading works I'm afraid." Dawn shrugged. "Can't see everything. Sometimes there are things the universe wants to keep a surprise." She smiled.
Chris narrowed his eyes at her. "I don't believe you for a second." He scoffed.
"What about me?" Chef raised an eyebrow.
Dawn turned to him and took his hand. "Oh dear...your mother wanted a daughter. I'm so sorry." Dawn frowned, clasping his hand.
Chef just stared forward before bursting into tears. "It's true! She always wanted a baby girl but she got me instead!" He sobbed.
"And all you want to do is make her happy." Dawn nodded, trying to console the cook.
The audience and Chris were a little shocked to see Chef cry; it was not an easy feat.
"Oh, let me see if I can find anything good for you in your future." Dawn smiled, tracing some more creases on his palm. "Here we go! You're going to be a five-star chef on a luxury ocean liner!"
"Really?" Chef wiped away some tears. "When?"
"I'm not sure." She frowned.
"I'm sure it's sometime soon," Came Noah from the bleachers. "He doesn't have many years left!"
"That was a bit of a morbid joke wasn't it." Jasmine glared at him. "Not funny."
Noah rolled his eyes. He could care less about half of the people here. Hardly any of them appreciated him, why should he care about them?
"Oh! Do me next!" Don raised his hand.
Dawn walked over to the host and took his palm. "Hmm... let's see." She said as she searched the creases of his hand for answers.
"Hmm, interesting. It seems you were an anchorman in a past life." Dawn stated.
"Wait, what?!" Don exclaimed, shocked.
"Never mind it's not important." The moonchild waved it off. [7]
"Mhm.." Don mumbled. "What about my future?" He asked.
"Lucky for you, you're going places! The Ridonculous Race will be renewed for at least five more seasons!" Dawn smiled.
"Hot dog!" Don grinned, pumping a fist. Meanwhile Chris rolled his eyes off to the side.
"I give it a two, it was clearly bias against me." Chris said, holding up his score.
"I give it an Eight." Was all Chef said.
"I give it an eight as well. While I don't believe I was an anchorman in a past life," He said like she was crazy, "If the Ridonculous Race is being renewed, I'm happy!"
"That comes to a total of eighteen. Try better next time." Chris shrugged. "Team Kihew is still leading with 47 points to Sisikwew's 43."
The spotlight was now on Scott who brandished sunglasses, a chainsaw and a large log that stood upright on the stage. The dirt farmer didn't say a word before he revved up the chainsaw and took to the log.
Chris, Chef, and Don all quickly put on sunglasses so the wood splinters wouldn't get in their eyes. Sawdust sprayed in all directions where the chainsaw met the wood. The audience, who didn't have sunglasses, tried to shield their eyes with their hands as splinters rained down upon them.
Don scratched his chin in thought as he tried to think of what Scott was carving. Chris and Chef sat there bored as minutes ticked by.
Soon, the log was starting to take shape. It was obviously a human now. "It's totally gonna be me." Chris whispered to Chef. Chef just rolled his eyes and continued to watch.
After what seemed like ages, Scott finally stopped the chainsaw. "Done!" He grinned proudly at his masterpiece. Everyone looked at it with an eyebrow raised. Courtney just facepalmed.
Standing in front of them was a large life-sized statue of Courtney. "You were supposed to carve Chris!" Courtney hissed.
"But I wanted to impress you..." Scott frowned. "Do you at least like it?"
"I'm flattered." Courtney deadpanned.
"Eh, I give it a six. Should've been me." Chris shook his head.
"Nine." Chef said, quite impressed by the detailed wood statue. Scott even managed to get the freckles on the bridge of Courtney's nose.
"That's a ten for sure!" Don declared. "Excellent work!"
"And that totals to twenty-five points keeping Team Kihew in the lead with seventy-two points! Team Sisikwew's gonna have to pull out a miracle to win this!" Chris grinned impishly.
Samey and Amy walked out onto the stage dressed in their usual attire but now with pom-poms. Samey opened her mouth to say someone but Amy covered her mouth. "Zip it!" She hissed before turning to the judges. "Samey and I will be performing a Cheerleading routine." She explained.
It went quiet as they began. It started out with some showing off of their skills with the pom-poms. Back and forth, up and down. They both kicked simultaneously as some pop music played from a radio in the background.
After some more twirling and dancing, Amy suddenly pushed Samey onto her knees and kicked her down so that she could stand on her back. "My name is Amy and I'm not lame-y! This is my sister, her name is Samey! I'm so great, no one can tame me but Samey here is such a pain-y!" Amy chanted as she continued to dance on an unwilling Samey's back.
"Ow!" Samey cried as Amy dug her heal into her back.
Amy then leaped off of Samey's back and landed on the stage with her pom-poms in the air. The music ended, leaving Amy posing. Chef and Don just looked confused while Chris looked unamused.
"You were wrong, that was really lame-y." Chris teased. "I give it a three." Amy gave him a glare.
"Five." Chef shrugged.
"I agree with Chef, five. It started out quite well but then it turned mean spirited. Not very well done." Don shook his head.
"Oh come on, it was great!" Amy protested.
"Not really..." Cody shook his head from the audience.
"And with a whopping thirteen points, Team Sisikwew fails to impress! Guess I'll be seeing you guys at elimination tonight!" He grinned impishly.
Amy let out a bratty scream and threw her pom-poms on the ground before storming off.
"As for Team Kihew, you guys are safe! And, as a little getting-to-know-your-team prize, you guys will be enjoying a hot-tub party and a movie down by the beach!" Chris told them.
The camera did a quick pan to the coast where a good-sized hot tub and a large screen sat complete with a table of treats.
"Alright!" Geoff cheered, already running down to the beach with most of his team on his heals.
Trent helped walk Gwen down toward the beach slowly. "Thanks." Gwen smiled. "Sorry about...everything." She sighed. "I guess I never really apologized for that..."
"Nah, it's cool." Trent said, playing it off. "I'm just glad we're good now." He smiled.
The two continued down towards their team when suddenly Gwen's leg gave out and she fell to the ground with a thud, her wooden crutches clattering after her. "Gah! My leg!" She cried.=, holding it.
"Hold on there Gwen, we should get someone to look at that." Chris said.
Chef grumbled and pulled out a nurse's hat. "Not you," Chris snapped, "A real Doctor."
Amy kicked open the door to the girl's side of the new Sisikwew cabin. She stomped over to one of the beds pushed her face into the pillow before letting out a muffled scream.
(Outhouse Confessional- Life's like an outhouse, you never know what you're gonna get)
Amy- "First I get cut off from my alliance with Courtney, leaving only me and Dakota, then of course we lose! And just my luck that half this stupid team are friends of Samey's." She grumbled. "I've gotta think of something fast..."
Amy heard a creak as the door opened and quickly bolted upright, accidentally hitting her head on the bunk above her. "Ow! /censored/!" She cursed, holding her head.
"You do realize that's my bed." Scarlett said, walking in the room.
"So? You weren't using it." Amy responded.
"You know with that attitude, you're not going to last much longer." The brainiac told her.
"Oh what do you know? You tried to kill five people last season." Amy rolled her eyes.
"That's beside the point. Currently, you're public enemy number one and we've got an elimination tonight." Scarlett reminded her.
"Yeah? What do you care?"
"I have a proposal for you." Scarlett said.
"Ew! I'm not a lesbian!" Amy recoiled in disgust.
"A business proposition..." Scarlett clarified, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance. "You need allies. I have allies. Vote with me tonight, and you'll be safe. Continue to vote with me, and I can keep you safe. It's as simple as that."
Amy tapped her chin in thought before gaining a devilish smirk.
(Outhouse Confessional- I do!)
Amy- "Scarlett's my key to victory in this game! I can keep plotting, and I'll just hide behind her. When worst comes to worst, I'll throw her under the bus. And let's face it, that won't be too hard with her past." She laughed. "What a brilliant plan that I thought of."
Scarlett- "I have four allies plus me which adds up to five. With Amy, we can make it six and have the majority vote. Nobody likes her so she's also expendable. It's the perfect combination." She said proudly.
"Is it bad?" Gwen winced as a doctor examined her leg in a medical tent set up by the forest.
"Hmm...the bone appears to be broken-"
"Yeah we already knew that." Gwen rolled her eyes.
"-and the wound is infected." The doctor finished with annoyed look.
"So will she be able to stay in the game?" Trent asked, very worried as he stood by Gwen's side.
"I'm afraid if the wound isn't treated, the infection could become life-threatening." The doctor said sadly.
"What?!" Gwen cried. "But it's not even that bad!" She said, looking down at the deep gash that went down her entire shin.
"I'm sorry, but if you keep competing, you may lose a leg. Do you want a chance at a million dollars, or do you want your leg?" The doctor asked.
Gwen sighed. "I'll take my leg." She muttered.
"Can't you just take her to the hospital to get it treat and then bring her back?" Trent asked desperately.
"I'm afraid not. That's against the rules of game." The doctor shrugged. "Since the infection is not immediate, I'll allow you to say goodbye to your friends."
"Aw man, this sucks!" Trent screamed, covering his face with his hands.
"Trent! Look at me! It's okay! I guess I'm just not cut out for this game." Gwen shook her head. "But I know you are! You can win this for both of us!"
"You really think so?"
"I know you can! Just be careful of other people's meddling." Gwen advised.
"Hey uh...this probably isn't the best time but...could I have your number? You know, so we can stay in touch?" Trent requested.
"Of course!" Gwen smiled. The doctor handed her a piece of paper and a pen and she scribbled the numbers down before handing it to Trent.
"I guess I'll see you at the finale." she smiled.
Team Sisikwew was on their way to the bonfire pit when suddenly the intercom screeched. "Attention all campers. We regret to inform you that Gwen has been medically evacuated from the game due to her injuries. Because of this, no elimination is need. You lucked out Team Sisikwew!" Chris announced.
"Yes!" Amy grinned, pumping a fist while Samey and Cody looked on disappointed.
"Wait, Gwen's leavin'" Leshawna gaped. "No way! Gah! This is all my fault!"
"No it's not Leshawna." Bridgette comforted her. "Let's go say goodbye."
The screen flipped forward to Gwen sitting in the boat of losers with her friends standing at the dock waving goodbye. "We're gonna miss you Gwen, ya here?" Leshawna called out.
"Bye Gwen!" Came Bridgette.
"Sorry." Sky frowned, waving goodbye.
Cody, Samey, Jasmine, and the rest of her friends all waved goodbye as the boat started up and began leaving the dock. "Bye Gwen! I'll win it for us!" Trent called out as he joined her friends in waving goodbye.
Gwen just smiled and waved to them until the boat was out of sight. Trent sighed and trudged off.
"How will Team Kihew fair with Gwen gone? How will Trent deal with his loss? Will Scarlett and Amy team up to destroy the competition? All this and more next time on Total. . .Drama. . .Unfinished Business!"
Voted Off: Topher, DJ, Ella, Alejandro, Anne Maria, Ezekiel, Dakota (RETURNED), Jo, Sadie, Heather, Tyler, Brick, Rodney, B, Katie, Max, Gwen (Medivaced)
Reason: I know some of you are gonna hate me, but she's gone. I'm sad about it too, but I didn't really have much planned for Gwen. She's done her time on the show and she can't in since she's already made it to the end before. I mean, she could, but that would be redundant. I also wanted to send someone impactful home and Gwen seemed like the right candidate since she's one of the main people on the show. I didn't want her to be voted out though so I had her go unwillingly due to injury. And before you say her injury is unrealistic, for one, this is Total Drama, and two, people have been evacuated from Survivor for seemingly harmless scratches that got infected and could result in death or loss of a limb. So yeah, it works. Luckily, you'll see more of Gwen in the Cruise of Lose episodes, so don't worry! I know it seems like they are forever away but I have a schedule, so don't worry, the net one's coming!
~A/N~ Once again I apologize for the really late chapter! I had lots of complications with the document and computer, I had school, and of course, Overwatch. I'm working on my addiction to that. I promise I'm going to keep trying to get chapters out quicker, but life happens so no promises. Spring Break is coming up soon for me however, so that should give me some time to unwind and write!
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[1]- As some of you may know, Samurai Jack, a beloved Cartoon Network show has returned with a new season after sever years, but it's now taken it's badass self on to Adult Swim! In honor of what seems like a reboot finally done right so far, I decided to throw this in!
[2]- In the movie Finding Nemo when Nemo is being 'initiated' the other fish in the tank chant "Shark Bait moo-ha-ha!" And I just thought it was the funniest thing so I had to put it in.
[3]- Okay so I'm no Cree expert and I used an online translator, so I have no idea if this is actually right, but I believe the pronunciation of this is (Wah-Wuk-Ahm-oo Sis-ick-way-o). Once again, I don't even know if this is the correct translation, but this is how I'm pronouncing it so I just thought I'd clue you in.
[4]- For the other team, I believe the pronunciation is (So-Wah-Kay-oo Kee-Hay-o)
[5]- In The Spongebob Movie there's a seen where the King is trying to cure his baldness with a spray but it accidentally ends up on his eyeballs. I wanted Scarlett to have an audition but not make the final cut so I decided this was a hilarious and effective way to do so.
[6]- I'm no poet whatsoever, but I wanted Dave to have a poetry segment, so I just decided to find one from online that fit the bill. I didn't use the entire poem but in case you're interested, here's where it's from: poem/you-cheated I also don't own this or anything so yeah. Sorry if the link doesn't work or it doesn't show up, Fanfiction's wonky like that.
[7]- So I did some researching and it turns out Don from the Ridonculous Race was originally to be based off of Ron Burgundy from "Anchorman", so I decided to throw this in as a little Easter egg.
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