Chris was standing on a canal. "Last time on Total Drama Legends. Our first destination brought us to beautiful Italy, where the competitors made themselves comfortable...for about five minutes. We had a few laughs and a few...not laughs. Tyler stopped (running into the steel door), Sierra dropped (landing on Cody) and Owen rolled (rolling down the funnel and crashing into Noah). The teams were made and they were...interesting, to say the least. Mike and Zoey were split, as were the friends Samey and Jasmine. Duncan revealed his intentions to get back with Gwen, which will be very tough now that the two are on opposite teams too." Chris chuckled. "Poor, dude. Despite the fast start, we're not even halfway through today's challenge."
The camera cut to see Chris, rowing a gondola. "We've still got plenty of action to get through. We're putting these legends, young and old, to the test. What embarrassing team names will they be stuck with? And what other surprises will we unleash upon them? Find out, right here on Total...Drama...Legends!"
The two teams were each working to launch their spheres through the target. They kept picking up the metal balls, putting them in the catapult and launching them towards the target. So far, no one had been able to land it in the target hole. Sanders and Macarthur worked alongside each other.
"What about this one?" Sanders tossed a ball to her partner.
Macarthur caught it and pressed her ear against it. She shook her head. "Nah, I'm not getting a great feeling about this one. It says something like 'Polka Dot.' "
Sanders raised an eyebrow "But don't you like polka dots?"
"Well, I look good in them, no doubt. But I mean, we need to think of the team, gotta make a name that strikes fear into our opponents hearts."
Sanders looked at her partner, confused.
Confessional (Sanders): "When we found out we were going to be part of Total Drama, Macarthur binge watched the entire series. Her favorite episode is actually the one where they had to conquer their fears. Apparently, she thinks these guys are really intense...even though, no offense, I think one of the guys was afraid of a chicken...and he's on our team." Just then, Macarthur walked into the confessional. Sanders stared, and backed up. Macarthur's presence created an even tighter space for both Cadets, but Macarthur hadn't noticed. Sanders had to push herself against the other wall to make room. "W-what are you doing?" she asked
Macarthur blinked "Is this not where we do the interview part of the show?"
"Yeah, but only one at a time. This isn't the Race."
Macarthur stared blankly, oblivious to the amount of space she was taking up.
Static.
Cody was digging through the spheres, by himself. At the same time, he was watching out for a certain stalker. He picked through the spheres, trying to decide which would be a good choice, even though he didn't know what it said. But, he failed to see Sierra creeping up behind him. As he picked up another sphere, the Codemeister suddenly felt uncomfortable. Reluctantly, he turned around, only to be caught in a tight back hug.
"Oh, Cody, I remember all the fun we had back in All-Stars." Sierra picked him up from the ground, and swung him around.
"Sierra, I wasn't on All-Stars." Cody sighed. "That was someone else. His name was Cameron."
Sierra just giggled. "Oh Cody, that was a great nickname, but I like you just as Cody."
Again, Cody sighed. But then he had an idea. He looked at the sphere in his hand and smiled. "Hey you know what? We're trying to find a team name with these things, right? Maybe one of them says Cody, or Sierra...or Coderra." Sierra started to release her grip. "And if you're lucky we can be called The Codys, or Sierra Cody."
At this idea, Sierra gasped, loosened her grip, excitedly grabbed the sphere Cody was holding and ran straight to the catapult. Tyler had just launched a sphere of his own, but completely missed. He was violently shoved to the side by the lunatic fan. Sierra launched the ball towards the target, and surprisingly, it went straight through the hole.
Chris's voice was heard over a loudspeaker. "And with that, the Blue team has the first half of their name complete." Cody gulped.
Confessional (Cody): "I only said that to get her off of me, now I'm worried they actually said Cody or Sierra." He paused, and considered what he just said. "I mean...Team Cody doesn't sound too bad. That would make Gwen a Cody too." He chuckled.
Static.
Meanwhile, the red team was having trouble cooperating. Or rather, Heather, Jo and Lightning were.
"I say we use this one" said Heather, holding a sphere
"Why does it matter?" cried Jo, with her arms up "You don't know what it says."
"It probably says something like...Lightning" shouted the Jock, posing in the process.
"Well then I hope the next word we get is sucks," yelled Heather, walking away with her sphere. She placed it in the catapult, set the sphere up, when it suddenly exploded in her face. She was covered from head to toe in green powder. She coughed.
Again, Chris' voice was heard over the loudspeaker. "Oh yeah, some spheres might have a few surprises in them. Sorry, Heather."
Heather stamped her foot in frustration. She looked over to see Jo laughing at her, while Lightning posed, sha-bamming to himself.
Samey had just picked up her sphere and walked towards the catapult. Aside from the noises of her team collecting more spheres, it was mostly quiet. The Twin was enjoying it, until an unfriendly face suddenly appeared. Amy stepped right in front of her sister.
"Samey, whatever you pick will just be lame, like you." She mocked. Samey rolled her eyes and ignored her sister. Amy noticed this. "Hello? Are you listening? I said you were lame. And a loser." Samey started walking again. Amy was getting fed up and grabbed her sister's arm. This time Samey jerked her arm off of her sister and glared at her.
"Look Amy. I'm done being picked on by you." She said definitely. Amy stepped back. "You already ruined my chances of winning last season, so I don't care what you do now. Just leave me alone." Samey turned and walked away, leaving Amy stunned.
The Good Twin put her ball in the catapult and launched it. It headed towards the catapult and landed right in the center. She celebrated to herself. Most of her teammates watched on, impressed. Amy was still in shock.
Confessional (Amy): "No way Samey's getting away with this. If my insults aren't getting to her...I need to step it up." She narrowed her eyes at the camera. "I will make her miserable."
Static
Jasmine watched her friend, smiling. "Good job, Samey." she called.
Noah looked up at her, eyebrow raised. "You know she's on the other team, right?" he asked.
Jasmine turned. "Yeah, but she's still my friend. I can be happy for her."
"Well, speaking as someone who is competing in his fourth season, don't be rooting for the enemy."
"Samey's not an enemy," said Jasmine, annoyed by the statement
"Of course she's not." Noah said, in his sarcastic tone. "And Tesla and Edison were always chums. Speaking as a pro, watch your back. The fact that she's your friend makes her all the more dangerous to you." Jasmine now looked down, unsure of what to think. But Noah continued, changing his tone. "Now run along, Giantess, we have more balls to launch."
Jasmine's face turned from concern to anger. "Giantess!?"
Confessional (Noah): "I know I'm not the strongest, or the most physically gifted, but I'm the smartest person here. Jasmine needed my advice, otherwise she'd just be a liability."
Static.
Jasmine raised Noah up, with one hand. She placed him in the catapult, angrily. The brainiac was regretting his choice of words. She launched the catapult, sending Noah screaming towards the target. Surprisingly, he landed directly in the bullseye, with his feet hanging out the other side. Chris spoke up, laughing.
"Ok even though that is hilarious that obviously doesn't count towards your team name."
Confessional (Noah): He is now rubbing his arm, with a bandage wrapped around his forehead. He winced once he touched the upper part of his arm. "Geez. Take a joke, will ya?"
Meanwhile, Leshawna was heading to the catapult with a ball.
"Leshawna." came a voice.
Leshawna yelped in surprise, dropping the ball in the process. She looked to her side to see Dawn standing next to her. She was also holding a sphere.
"Pardon my intrusion" she said, politely "But I suggest using this one." She held out the sphere.
Leshawna looked at her for a few moments. "Um, no offense, but who the heck are you?"
Dawn tucked the ball, under her arm. "My name is Dawn," The Moon Child started. "I read auras. I can see just how bright yours is. Your mother always taught you to stand up for others that can't fight for themselves and I find that quite admirable." There was an awkward silence, as Leshawna tried to process who this white girl was. Dawn held out the sphere. "Also, it would do me a great service if you used my sphere."
The Sistah finally broke from her trance, and hesitantly reached for Dawn's sphere. "...Thanks," she said, still unsure. She then walked up to the catapult and pulled it.
"A little higher will do it." Dawn said
Leshawna again, stared at her weirdly, but did as her teammate said and raised her angle just a tad. She launched the sphere and surprisingly it went perfectly into the target.
The Sistah smirked, and turned around. "Thanks. How did you-" she stopped, once she saw Dawn wasn't there anymore.
"Team Red officially has their team name completed. Chris announced to the Blue Team. "Too bad you don't get anything for finishing first."
Owen heard this and quickly picked up a ball. He then ran up to his teammates. "Sierra, Cody, Gwen, Courtney." The four stared at him, as Owen smirked. "Remember Sweden?" The girls and Cody looked at each other, confused.
A few moments later, Owen was strapped into the catapult with ball in hand.
"Owen, are you sure about this?" said Cody, concerned. Owen looked fearful, but his stomach started making noises.
Confessional (Owen): He looked nervously at the camera, as his stomach rumbled again. "We're in Italy. I haven't eaten anything since we got off the plane, and when I start to get hungry I get a little...desperate." He gave a dream like smile, as he patted his belly. "I could really go for some eggplant parmesan."
Static
The Big Guy shook his head and stared forward. "Just fire and don't ask questions." Owen yelled back.
Cody, still unsure, shrugged and pulled the cord, sending Owen careening out of it. The Big Guy, still ball in hand, screamed as he flew through the air. When he saw the target, he started to focus. He gripped onto the ball with both of his hands and locked eyes with the target. The rest of his team watched in suspense. He extended both his arms forward and released the sphere.
...It went in.
The Blue Team cheered, as did Owen. But the cheering stopped once he realized that he was heading right towards the target. With no way to stop to himself, Owen screamed and covered his face with his arms. The rest of the competitors watched and winced, as Owen crashed into the structure, sending bits of colored wood everywhere. Once the dust cleared, Owen was seen laying among the debris, groaning in pain. His body twitched, but otherwise he was fine.
"And with that," said Chris, pointing at the pile. "Both teams have their names. Head to the shuttles and we'll start the next part of the challenge." He turned. "You hear that, Owen?"
The only response he got was a shaky raising of the arm, followed by a weak looking thumbs up.
Later, all the teams stood on a bridge that was above the water. Chris stood behind a table with the team's spheres
"Alright, now that everyone's ready, let's reveal the team names." He looked back. "And whichever team Chef likes more, will get a huge advantage in our last challenge. Now let's get to it."
"Is he trying to make that a catchphrase?" whispered Gwen to Courtney. The two giggled at this.
"We'll start with the red team."
Chris pulled out a key and put it through a slot on top of the sphere. He turned it, then the other.
"Alright red team, your official name is The...Vengeful...Bobcats!"
The newly named Vengeful Bobcats seemed happy with that name. Leshawna turned to Dawn.
"Did you know that said Bobcats?" she asked
Dawn smiled "I was getting a strong aura from it. My Mother's favorite animal is a Bobcat." The Sistah nodded, impressed.
Confessional (Leshawna): "That girl is some kind of crazy. But she's got my respect. Plus, crazy ain't all that bad." She waved at the camera. "Miss ya Harold."
Static
"Alright, not off to a bad start." said Chris "But now it's the blue team's turn."
"Team Cody, Team Cody, Team Cody." whispered Sierra, leading to her teammates giving her weird glances. Chris turned the spheres towards himself, and unlocked them.
Once he twisted the name was revealed, he didn't say anything for a bit. Eventually, he turned around. He seemed less enthusiastic than when he presented the Red Team's name. "Well, I figured something like this could happen. Blue team, your official name is the...Shark...Cowboys."
The blue team didn't look all too happy with that name...especially Sierra, who dropped to her knees and let out loud NOOOOOOOOO.
Confessional (Courtney): She looked appalled. "I have to be on a team called the Shark Cowboys!?" She pulled out her PDA. "My lawyers will fix this."
Suddenly Chris appeared in the confessional with a contract, dropping it in the CIT's hands.
"All team names are final and there is no way to change them." He exited the stall. Courtney looked at the contract and sighed, defeated.
"Go Shark Cowboys" she said, unenthusiastically.
Static
"Now, let's find out who's getting the advantage." Chris turned to his co-host. "Chef, what team name do you think is better?"
Chef thought for a few moments. "Well Chris," he finally said "I do like a little bit of vengeance, and bobcats are kinda cool." The red team held their breath "But I also like the idea of a shark riding a horse. So I gotta go with the Shark Cowboys."
The Shark Cowboys celebrated and high fived at this. The Vengeful Bobcats just sighed.
"It's totally Lamey's fault," said Amy, pointing at her sister "She picked a bad name for us."
Samey just rolled her eyes, and was about to say something when, "Girl, calm yourself," Leshawna spoke up. "None of us knew what our team name would be."
Samey was surprised that someone who wasn't Jasmine had stood up for her. She smiled.
"Thanks," she whispered.
Leshawna smiled "No problem, girl."
Chris interrupted. "Yes, yes we're all happy and what not. Now with that out of the way, turn your attention to behind me. I like to call it: Water Maze of Doom!"
Chris spread his arms out, revealing the canal that he stood in front of. "Aside from it's architecture and excellent cuisine, Italy is known for its famous canals. And we are the most famous of them all, the Grand Canal. 2 miles in length, it travels all the way through Venice." The teams actually looked impressed at this. "The goal of this game is to get your entire team to the other side. One player will be selected as the rower and will have to take all your partners, one at a time, across the canal. The first player to get their entire team to the end, will be the winner. And the losing team will head to the elimination ceremony tonight and vote off one of their teammates."
The Host clasped his hand together. "Now, I said that the team who had the best name would get an advantage. While the Bobcats will only be using one rower, the Shark Cowboys will be allowed one rower change. You don't have to choose them now, but if your rower is tired, you switch off with someone. Now, who's rowing?"
Tyler, of the Shark Cowboys, immediately raised his hand. "I totally got this guys," he said confidently. Some of his teammates looked skeptical, but didn't say anything
Confessional (Tyler): He crossed his arms, and narrowed his eyes at the camera. "World Tour would've been mine to win...until Duncan showed up." He put his arms down, and grinned. "But now it's gonna be different. This season, I'm going all the way. WOO!"
Static
The Bobcats were still deciding who should be the rower.
"I don't get why we're arguing about this," Jo pointed. "I'm a better leader, a better athlete and-"
"The only thing you're better at, is losing to the LIGHTNING!" The Jock interrupted.
"You need a handsome latino to guide all these lovely ladies to the finish." Alejandro smoothly spoke.
"Save it, Al." Duncan interjected. "No one's buying that 'pretty boy' act."
While the rest of the team argued, Amy watched from a distance, completely uninterested. She looked over to see her sister, also staying away from the commotion. The Scheming Twin thought for a moment, before she got an idea. She smirked. "I'll do it" she shouted
Her teammates looked confusingly at her as she stepped forward, none looked more surprised than Samey.
Confessional (Samey): "Amy did used to really like sailing and rowing when we were younger, so she does seem like a good pick...but I feel like she's up to something. "
Static.
Tyler and Amy stood in front of their respective teams. Chris instructed them to get their boats. But they didn't see where they were. Since they were standing on a bridge, Chris told them to look down. The competitors looked over the railing, noticing the gondola boats already in the water.
"You, and your teammates, must jump from the ledge, into the boats." Chris explained. "So, let's get out rowers to their places."
Amy jumped from the bridge and landed perfectly, on her feet, into the gondola. The boat wasn't large, but it was enough to fit two people. Tyler was in the process of jumping over, but tripped on the railing and face planted onto the boat.
"I'll give you all a few minutes to decide the order you're going in."
"Lightning always goes first." said the Jock. Jo blocked him, before he could step forward.
"I don't think so, JockStrap. The leader should go first."
"If we're playin' follow the leader, then it's you who should be following me."
Zoey made her presence known by putting herself in between the two. "Guys, we need to think of the team. I say we let the biggest member of our team go first. If we have less weight to carry, by the end, we'll have a better chance at winning." The entire team then looked directly at Leshawna. She was confused at first, but then realized what they were implying.
"Fine, I'll go, but you guys need to understand the difference between big and THICK." she then showed off some of her "assets."
Confessional (Heather): Does Chris have any more barf bags leftover?"
Static
Macarthur looked at the opposing team and then back to hers. "Alright, guys. We should do the same thing the other team is doing. So, the heaviest person goes first." She looked at Owen "So, big guy, you're starting things off." Owen gave a thumbs up. "I'll go second," continued Macarthur "Then the Aussie will go...then-" Macarthur stopped when noticed Jasmine wasn't paying attention. She was staring at the other team. At Samey.
"Ummmm, Jasmine?" asked Sierra
Jasmine broke out of her trance. She looked back at her team. "Y-Yeah?"
Macarthur repeated her plan again. Jasmine nodded. "Alright, I got it. Let's do this."
The team separated and got in their places. But one player wasn't too happy. .
Confessional (Courtney): She scoffed in disgust. "Who died and put her in charge? She might be a cadet, but I was a Certified CIT. If she thinks she can run this team by herself, she's going home sooner than she realizes."
Static
All the teams were standing where they were supposed to. Tyler and Amy were both ready, as were Owen and Leshawna. Duncan cast another glance over to Gwen. She didn't seem to notice him. The Ex-Con was so focused on his Ex-girlfriend that he didn't see Zoey looking at him, with a concerned expression.
Chris started a countdown. "3...2...1...Row!"
Immediately, Leshawna leaped over the railing, landing with a hard thud, but still on her feet. The impact shook the boat, and Amy. She struggled to gain balance, but didn't fall. Leshawna turned around as she took her seat. "Come on, let's go. Leshawna's not losing this." Amy nodded and started rowing.
Tyler watched them leave, then looked up. Owen was still struggling to get over. Then a thought struck him. Quickly, he moved the boat backwards. As soon as he did, Owen fell over, landing in the water. He created a small wave in the process that sent Tyler back a few feet. He moved back forward as Owen resurfaced.
"Dude, why'd you do that?" he asked, getting back on the boat.
"Sorry, Owen. But you do realize what would've happened if you landed in the boat, right?"
Owen froze, thinking about it for a moment. He then looked down at himself, and then back up. He then realized what Tyler meant. "Oooooooohhhh," he laughed. "Good call."
Tyler started rowing.
Meanwhile Leshawna was using the time in the canal to relax. Nothing had happened, since she and Amy had sailed off. She glared at the evil sister.
"Am I going to have a problem with you?" she asked, annoyed.
Amy smiled to herself. Samey...you're going down. Immediately, she feigned a frown and sighed. "Oh yeah, sorry about that, I just...never mind it's not important."
Leshawna, as Amy expected, raised an eyebrow to this. "Come on, honey, what's the matter?"
Amy sighed again, this time much more dramatically. "It's just that I don't want anyone to be duped by my twin sister." Leshawna's curiosity was peaking, and Amy knew it. "She isn't what she says she is. She likes to lie to people and will sabotage anything if it means making herself look good." A forced tear shed across Amy's face. "I don't like to see it happen to good people. Like you, Leshawna. You don't deserve that." Amy wiped the tear off of her cheek.
Leshawna bought it hook, line and sinker. She got up and walked closer to Amy. "Hey it's alright, I know what it's like to be lied to, cheated on and made to look like a fool. I got ya back, girl." Leshawna gave her new "friend" a pat on the shoulder and went back to sitting down. Unbeknownst to her, Amy cast a devilish smile.
Tyler wasn't having as great a time, he was dodging projectiles being launched at him by Chef. After come impressive dodges, he got hit by Chef's familiar . Tyler wiped the food off of his tracksuit. Owen came up to him and licked it off of his suit. The Jock looked at him, grossed out. But Owen just smiled.
"Mmmmm...Italian..." He turned around and waited for another shot to fire. Chef aimed and fired the spaghetti right at him. Owen opened his mouth and caught the entire thing in his mouth. Chef looked on in confusion. He tried to aim at Tyler, but Owen blocked him by eating the oncoming noodles. Owen gave Tyler a thumbs up, noting that he would be safe from chef's attacks.
Confessional (Owen): He sat, content, giving a nice pat to his belly. He had spaghetti sauce around his mouth. "Thank you, Chef." He noticed a piece of pasta, in his hair. Without much hesitation, he took it and slurped it down.
Static
Back at the bridge, the competitors stood around, bored. Zoey, however, was more focused on someone: Duncan. She was standing right behind him in the line. He was still staring intently at Gwen. Zoey remembered what had happened during All-Stars
Confessional (Zoey): She sighed. "The last time I saw Duncan, he got sent to jail. I don't know why, but that always stuck to me. I never visited him. I mean, maybe it makes sense, I never really got to know him, but still." She thought for a moment. "I also remember how he and Gwen split up, and...judging by how he's been acting, I think he might miss her." She cupped her chin, considering her next words. "It is, sort of, my fault he's not on her team. Maybe I can make it up to him."
Static.
She tapped him on the shoulder. "Uh, hey Duncan?"
The former juvy boy turned around, annoyed. "What?" he said coldly.
Zoey took a deep breath and looked him directly in the eye. "Remember how back in All-Stars you warned me that Mike wasn't who he said he was, because he was actually Mal?"
Duncan nodded, a little curious.
"Well," Zoey continued, nervously "I feel like I owe you something. For helping me. Back in All-Stars."
Duncan turned around, no longer interested. "What did you have in mind?" He said, sarcastically.
"Getting you and Gwen on good terms with each other?" asked Zoey, innocently.
Duncan went wide eyed and his arms dropped to his sides. He stood, in silence, for a few seconds. Zoey could only see his back, not sure what he was thinking. After a few tense moments, Duncan turned around, and leaned forward so only Zoey could hear him.
"You better not be screwing with me, got that?" Zoey simply nodded, as Duncan continued. "But yeah, you're right, you owe me. So you're going to get me back with Gwen. And you're going to tell me what your plan is, right now."
Zoey opened her mouth to speak, but something caught her eye. She looked back at Duncan. "C-can we do this at a time where my boyfriend isn't staring at us?"
Duncan looked up and noticed Mike, watching them, from the other side, with a suspicious look on his face. Duncan looked back at Zoey.
"Fine" he whispered "But we're doing this...soon." He turned back around
Zoey smiled, but then looked to Mike, who was still staring at his girlfriend. Zoey tried to reassure him by blowing him a kiss. Mike raised his hand and acted like he grabbed it. He gave a small smile, but still seemed worried.
Amy had made it back and was ready to pick up the next person.
"Aw yeah, Lightning has got this in the bag, SHA-BOOM!" Lightning jumped over the rail, but Amy wasn't underneath him yet. Lightning crashed into the water. A huge splash of water landed directly onto Amy. She was completely soaked. The Twin looked like she would blow a gasket, when she heard laughing. Samey was pointing and laughing at her sister, as were a few others. Amy was about to protest, but held back. Samey noticed this and stopped laughing.
Lightning made his way onto the boat. "Sorry about that, Blondie."
Amy smiled, through gritted teeth. "Not a problem."
Again, Samey watched in curiosity
Confessional (Samey): "Amy hates getting soak. Last time she got drenched was when the football team won their big game. They dumped the entire cooler of gatorade on her and she ended up giving the quarterback a concussion...she's up to something."
Static.
The competitors, who were still standing around at the bridge, were looking even more bored. The competition was moving very slowly. Chris suddenly appeared. "Come on, people, this is supposed to be exciting. Gossip. Trash talk. Maim each other, I don't care."
Most of the competitors rolled their eyes. Chris sighed. He then pointed up.
Ding-ding
"Since none of you want to keep this show alive, I'll have to make things move faster. Now I'll need two volunteers to-"
Courtney immediately raised her hand. "Me. Me. I'll sing. I want to sing. I'm gonna sing."
"Ok...Courtney...you're up." Chris said, not surprised by Courtney's outburst. Courtney celebrated to herself, while Gwen put a hand on her shoulder. The two shared a smile.
Chris then turned to the Bobcats. "Now...what lucky competitor will be part of this duet?"
The remaining Bobcats all looked at each other. At that moment, Amy showed up. Jo immediately jumped over the rail and landed on the boat. She looked back at her team.
"Sorry, guys, wish I could do it, but I'm on the boat so…I'm sure you'll find someone." The competitors glared at her.
"Fine" groaned Zoey "I'll do it."
She stepped forward, next to Chris, who stood in between her and Courtney
"Alright, you two. We want something good, something catchy and something that pops."
"Chris, when I'm done, they'll be scraping your jaw off the floor with a shovel." Courtney said confidently.
"Um, yeah what she said…" Zoey said, not sure how to feel.
"Great. Chef? Hit it!"
Chef stood in front of a soundboard, giving a thumbs up, pushing the button.
The music started as Courtney got in place.
(To the Tune of "So What?" by P!NK)
Courtney
I feel my team's gonna win this
And make it to the end
Cause they got me as a leader
And we also got Gwen
Duncan's a stuck up loser
And his team thinks I'm right.
Zoey
Yeah...I mean no…
Courtney
I will be the one who
Will be crushing your dream tonight
(Courtney gets right in the face of Zoey)
La-la-la-la-la-la
Crushin' them tonight
La-la-la-la-la-la
Zoey
Are we about to...fight?
Courntey
Stand down.
I'm kickin' your butt
I'm the greatest
Siiiiiinnnnger
And you're just. A wannabe-e
Who can't siiiinnng
Zoey (Incredibly nervous)
I really need
To get some lines in
Or else I'll be
Elimiiiii...min...ated
Courtney
Takin' you down tonight
I'm all fine. You can fly.
But you can't sing
Like me
I'm a rockstar
You're a blowhard
And you can't match me tonight
Match me tonight
End
Courtney raised her arms in success, while her team cheered. She walked over and high fived Gwen. Zoey feebishly walked back to her team, relieved the whole ordeal was over. Duncan watched her slink back to her place in line, with pity.
The song did help move things faster. Several Bobcats and Cowboys had made their way through, but the Bobcats had a slight lead.
Tyler, who at this point was getting tired, was rowing Noah through the canal. Noah had his arms folded and was staring forward. "I don't like that Aussie girl," He finally said
Tyler wiped his brow "What? Jasmine?"
Noah looked back, annoyed. "No. The other girl from Australia who's competing on this show." In his usual sarcastic tone.
"Oh." Tyler said "What don't you like about her?"
"She's tall, new and doesn't respect my smarts…"
"Is it because she put you in a catapult?"
Noah glared back at Tyler. The Wannabe Jock noticed the cold look, and figured he shouldn't say anything else, so continued rowing.
Meanwhile, Amy had just dropped off Scott from the canal. He looked annoyed.
"I don't get it, what was so stupid about getting all the good players off my team? It got me to the final four."
Amy consoled him "That's what I said, but try telling that to Samey. She thinks you only got that far because of dumb luck.
Scott grumbled as he walked away, leaving Amy to smirk to herself.
Confessional (Amy): "This plan is genius. I told Jo that Samey thought she was a guy the entire season, I told Duncan that she was glad that he and Gwen split up, and I told Lightning that Jo is a better competitor than him in every way." She paused and grinned maliciously. "Sorry. Samey told him that…"
Static
Meanwhile, Tyler had just made it back to the bridge. He looked exhausted. But he still had three more competitors to take across the canal: Mike, Gwen and Courtney. They looked at him, concerned.
"It's ok guys, I totally got this." He panted
Gwen spoke up "Dude, you need to stop now, one of us should swap."
Mike shrugged. "I don't know. If the guy says he can still go...I say let him." .
"What?!" cried Courtney, pointing at Tyler. "Look at him. His tracksuit is changing color because of the sweat." As if to emphasize what was just said, Tyler took a whiff of his pits, and gagged.
"Cowboys." Chris walked up to the remaining competitors "You still haven't used your rower swap yet. This is your last chance, otherwise you'll forfeit the advantage. And I'd make a decision quickly, the Bobcats are almost done."
The remaining Shark Cowboys looked over to see that Chris was right. Amy was picking up the second to last player on her team. They only needed to come back one more time and they would win.
Gwen and Courntey looked at each other, but before they could say anything, Mike spoke up.
"Tyler said he was good to go, so we're not going to swap."
The two girls slapped their foreheads. Chris laughed "Ok, your loss." He turned to the Wannabe Jock. "Tyler, I hope your arms still work after this."
Tyler tried to give a thumbs up but his arm was tired from rowing, he couldn't hold it up for a few seconds. Courtney pointed at Mike.
"If we lose this, you're the one who's going home tonight."
Confessional (Mike): "Yeah, probably not my smartest move. I couldn't help it, though. I was distracted. I was thinking about Zoey. And Duncan. What's up with those two?" He thought for a moment. "Are they…" He quickly shook his head. "...no. No, they're just friends. Teammates, not even friends. Just two people that happen to be on the same team. That's it."
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Amy was rowing with a familiar face. Samey had been expecting Amy to make fun of her the whole way through. But no. Amy didn't say a word. She didn't glare, she didn't roll her eyes and she didn't make any snide comments. Samey felt weird about the whole thing. The silence was incredibly awkward. "Are you not going to say anything?" She finally said
Amy shrugged "You told me that my words don't mean anything more, so why bother?"
Samey turned back around, still confused.
"Heads up," shouted Amy, as a large ball of spaghetti nailed Samey in the face.
Amy tried her best to hold back her laughter.
Tyler could barely hold onto his ore. He looked like he was on the verge of collapsing, especially since two more competitors were still waiting. Mike looked at him. "Ok, maybe keeping you as the rower wasn't a good idea, but now there's no choice. So you gotta kick it into high gear, man."
Tyler stared, then he smiled as his eyes widened. "KICK! That's it."
He tossed his pattle into the water and jumped off the boat. Mike watched on, not sure what was going on.
"Ok, dude I think the fatigue is setting in...But you can't just-"
Suddenly the boat jerked forward, sending Mike to the back. Tyler had gotten to the back of the boat, and was pushing the boat forward. He kicked his feet, not only making the boat move, but making it move at a significantly faster rate.
Tyler screamed in delight. While Mike held on for dear life.
Amy had just dropped Samey off at the end. Samey walked towards her team, but her pace slowed when she saw that her teammates were glaring at her.
"Hey...guys." she said, awkwardly "What's up?"
Leshawna walked right up to her. "Don't play that nice girl act with us, toothpick. If you actually think you can mess with us, you're dead wrong. I've been on this show long enough to spot a blondie with a bad attitude."
"Wait, what are you-"
Lightning butted in. "And no way Jo is better than Lightning. Lightning's gonna strike, and send you packing."
Samey tried to say something, but was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people surrounding and shouting at her.
She didn't see Amy row away, with a huge grin on her face.
Tyler bolted into the end, from the other entrance, turning just before the dock. He caused a giant wave to come splashing down on the rest of his team. All of the Cowboys, and some of the Bobcats, were either completely soaked, or taken for a ride by the wave. Macarthur was one of these people taken off her feet. But unlike the rest, she seemed to enjoy it. She let out an excited yell.
Confessional (Macarthur): "Did you see that? That guy was awesome. I knew these guys were intense. No way anyone can push a boat like that at that speed, and then stop on a dime. These guys can withstand anything." She punched her hand for emphasis.
Confessional (Noah): The Brainiac didn't look too happy. Maybe it was the fact that he was completely soaked from head to toe...yeah that's probably it. "Not really a fan of getting drenched like that, dude. You better win this or you're done."
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Amy arrived back at the bridge to pick up the last competitor,
Zoey. She quickly jumped onboard. "Quick," she said "we're so close to winning."
By this point, Amy was starting to get tired. She turned her boat, and started off, but before she could even get a few feet, Tyler rocketed past them, stopping under the bridge.
"We totally got this!" He exclaimed.
Gwen was about to jump, when she looked back at Courtney. "See you soon," she said, giving a wave.
Courtney waved back, then watched as Gwen got on and was propelled forward by Tyler.
Zoey looked at Amy, worried. "Can you go any faster?"
"Sure," said the exhausted rower "But first, did you know that Samey..."
Back at the end, Samey was still shocked at the "less than warm welcome" she received. Her teammates were no longer yelling at her, but they all had their backs turned.
Confessional (Samey): "I don't get it, I barely spoke to anyone, and now they all hate me for some reason. Did I do something wrong? Did they not like the name that I was partly responsible for?" She thought for a moment. "Did they mistake me for Amy?"
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Tyler just arrived with Gwen, again coming in at a tremendous speed and stopping in an instance. Everyone moved out of the way, except Macarthur, who embraced the oncoming wave.
After dropping off Gwen, Tyler sped back towards the bridge.
"We might just win this." said Sierra, hugging Cody tightly.
The Vengeful Bobcats watched with worry, hoping Amy would show up soon.
Courtey waited anxiously for Tyler to come back. He showed up a few seconds later, again, stopping right at the bottom of the bridge. She jumped down and looked at the Wannabe Jock. At this point, he was getting tired again. Courtney noticed this. "Look, I'm the last person you need to take to the end. So find your second wind and move it!"
Tyler focused and took a few quick breaths. He slowly turned the boat around, tightening his grip on it. Then he started kicking. He kicked as hard as he possibly could. He kicked so hard he could create tidal waves with every slap. Courtney seemed excited at first, until she realized the speed she was going. The tremendous speed combined with the rickety gondola, made Courtney . She desperately held onto something.
Amy and Zoey were just about to reach the end. "Hey I see the rest of our team…" Zoey pointed
"That's nice" panted the exhausted Amy "Now I need to tell you that Samey-"
Suddenly a loud splashing noise could be heard. As the two listened, it started to get louder.
Now Tyler had the boat going at maximum speed. But as he pushed the boat harder, crack started to form. Courtney stopped screaming long enough to notice this. "Ok, Tyler we're almost at the end, you don't have to-"
But Tyler wasn't listening, or he just couldn't hear her over the noise he was making. In his intense kicking, he didn't notice that all the waves he had been creating, were turning into one giant one. A tsunami.
Amy and Zoey finally saw the oncoming battering ram of a boat, and the wave, and their pupils shrunk in horror. Finally with all the force of Tyler's grip and the speed they were going, his boat snapped in two. Courtney let out a blood curdling scream.
Confessional (Tyler): The Concerned Jock held his arms up, looking at his fingers. "I really need to get these things looked at."
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Zoey and Amy's boat ended up getting caught up in the wave and they were carried to the top. Courtney, desperately holding onto her half of the boat, flew away from the wave and into the air. Tyler, still holding the other half, got sucked under. Amy and Zoey clinged to each other as they neared the ground, until they also got sucked into the wave. The rest of the still standing campers watched in shock and amazement as they saw the oncoming tidal wave. Even Macarthur's excited gaze turned into fear, as the wave neared. With an almighty crash, the wave slammed down onto the dock. Every person standing was toppled by all the water. Even Chris and Chef, who were standing several feet away, couldn't avoid the splash.
Once the water parted, almost every competitor was off their feet. Courtney was clinging onto her part of the boat, rocking back and forth on the ground. Tyler ended up being flung into the air, crashing through a wall, with his legs hanging out the other end. Amy and Zoey surfaced, near the edge of the canal, coughing and gasping for air.
Chris, who had finally gotten up from the wave, walked over. "Ok, first off," He said excitedly. "That. Was. Awesome." He laughed, as the groaning competitors lay on the ground. Chris went on. "Secondly, according to the tapes the first person to make it to the end, was Courtney" The fatigued Cowboys let out a very drowsy 'yay…' Chris wasn't finished though, "However, the point of the competition was to get your boat to the end. That means the whole boat. Not half the boat. The whole boat. So because of that, the Vengeful Bobcats are the winners of the canal race."
The Cowboys groaned, as the Bobcats cheered, even if not all of them were standing.
"Bobcats, you guys will be enjoying a luxurious 5-star italian dinner tonight." The team cheered again. Owen, who had just gotten up, got back on his knees, groaning in agony at the food he wouldn't be getting. Chris then turned to the Cowboys. "Shark Cowboys, you'll be sending someone home tonight. I can already think of a few that would be good choices." The team members looked at each other, nervously.
Later, all the competitors were back on the plane. Most of them had toweled off, and were idly chatting with one another.
Confessional (Noah): He glared dully at the camera. "Tyler. Dude. I like you, but you seriously need to chill."
Confessional (Samey): She scratched the back of her head, with a nervous smile. "I'm glad to win the first challenge, even if my team doesn't like me."
Confessional (Cody): He crossed his arms, looking annoyed. "I'll tell you who I want to see go home. Sierra. Why?" He raised his arms up. "...because I can't get a moment's peace! This is literally the only time I've had to myself. At the toilet. I mean why would Iever go for someone who," He started counting with his fingers. "...doesn't leave me alone, will do anything for you even if you didn't ask and won't take 'no' for an-" Cody froze, his mouth agape. He stood in silence for a few seconds, before bolting out of the confessional.
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"So, who are we voting out?" asked Sanders, to Gwen and Courtney. The CIT was now sporting bandages on her arms, and was wrapped in a blanket.
"I say Mike," she responded. "He never let us switch rowers. He cost us the challenge. He should go home."
Gwen spoke up "Yeah, but Tyler also broke the boat that you were on." She put her hand to Courtney's arm. "Are you sure you're ok?"
Courtney smiled reassuringly. "I'm fine. I've been through worse."
"Nah" Macarthur cut in. "That guy brought it to the table. We need a mega athlete, like him, if we ever want to win again."
Courtney and Gwen looked at each other, confused. But before they could say anything, Cody ran up to them, panting. All four female competitors turned to him.
"Cody, are you-" Gwen started.
Cody interrupted, still panting heavily "Gwen! I'm sorry!"
Gwen raised an eyebrow at this.
"I thought having a stalker fan would be cool." The Geek explained. "I thought that being irresistible to someone would have no downsides. But I was wrong. I was so wrong." He paused to catch his breath. Gwen was astonished. "I hate the fact that saying 'no' does nothing. I hate the fact that she can't get a clue. I hate my privacy constantly being invaded all the time. And you know what I realized?" Before anyone could answer, Cody continued, pointing to himself "...I was the same way back in season one. I didn't take 'no' for an answer. I never got the clue that you weren't into me. I had this delusional mindset that you would go out with me. You gave me your bra because of a bet, and...that was a really creepy thing for me to ask you to do." He bowed his head down, and cupped his hand together. "And I just wanted to say that 'I'm sorry' and I swear I will never try to flirt with you for as long as I live." He pondered for a second, then glanced up slightly. "...unless you ask me."
Gwen and Courtney were speechless. Cody had just sworn off ever trying to flirt with Gwen. "Sierra really got to you?" Gwen said, snapping out of her trance. Cody, who was still bowing, nodded his head. Gwen sighed and put her hand on his shoulder.. "Cody." she started "To be honest, you remind me a lot of my little brother. Yeah, you were creepy, annoying and you have no idea how to actually talk to a girl." She paused, causing Cody to cringe slightly. "But there is a part of you that isn't all bad and maybe a little charming...in a...weird sense."
Cody sighed in relief to hear that from Gwen. "Thanks." He put his hand to his chest. "And I swear I won't try anything with you from this point on."
"Thanks Cody." Gwen smiled "But even if you wanted to, it wouldn't be a good idea because…"
Gwen leaned in to whisper something into Cody's ear. Cody listened, nodding at what she was saying. Suddenly he went wide eyed and mouth agape. Gwen stepped away, smiling, as she watched Cody stammer to himself. "I- So- That means that-" he looked at Gwen "So you and-" Gwen nodded.
Cody stood in silence for a few moments. "Wow. I'll be honest...I had a dream about that once…"
Gwen raised an eyebrow at this, leading to Cody realizing just how weird he was sounding. He chuckled and shrugged. "Like a little brother, right?"
Gwen smirked.
"I still think we should eliminate Mike after he cost us the game." Courtney interrupted, tired of being ignored.
"Yes, and we'll have time for that," countered Cody, walking up to her. "But for now, there's someone I really, REALLY want to eliminate first."
Courtney gave an unsure look, until Gwen nudged her on the shoulder. Courtney looked at her and sighed. "Fine, we'll do it your way."
"Yes!" cried Cody "Now we just need a few more people to-"
"Um, excuse us?" came a voice
Cody, Courtney and Gwen looked over to see the two cadets, that were still there.
"We can vote with you guys, if you want." said Sanders
Macarthur nodded. "Yeah, to be honest, we have no idea who to vote for. All we know is that we aren't eliminating that beast of a jock."
Gwen and Courtney looked at each other, confused, but Cody was too happy to care.
All the Shark Cowboys were sitting on the plane for the first elimination ceremony. Most of them looked annoyed and ready to get it over with. But some looked a little nervous. Most notably Mike.
Confessional (Mike): "I'm pretty sure Gwen and Courtney are still mad at me for forcing Tyler to do the whole challenge." He sighed, before giving a determined look. "After today, I'm no longer focusing on...that person...or that other person. Possibly being together. Possibly." He paused. "That is...if I make it past today's elimination."
Confessional (Owen): "I like Tyler and all, but he did cost us the challenge today. Or at least that's what Noah told me."
Confessional (Sierra): "With such a huge cast and a new season, there's bound to be new rivals and new relationships. Which means more material for my vlog." She pulled out her phone and giggled. "And if I stay around long enough, maybe I can make Coderra the top couple of the week."
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Chris stood in front of them with a silver platter, with a lid. He opened it, revealing several disgusting bags filled with peanuts.
"Welcome legends," he started. "In my hand, I have a tray of barf bags, filled with delicious and delectable peanuts. Savor them because they are your pass to stay in the game. Whoever receives the most votes will not receive a barf bag." He paused for emphasis. "And if you do not receive a barf bag then you will-"
"Be sent home on the something of shame…" started Gwen
"And won't be allowed to come back…" continued Courtney
"...Ever" Finished Cody
"Even though you've brought back at least one competitor almost every season." added Noah
"Not my season…" mumbled Jasmine.
Macarthur whispered to her partner "I told you these guys know their stuff."
"Ok, enough" shouted Chris "I was hoping to make this as dramatic as possible, but since you guys hate it when I have fun, I guess we'll just go straight to passing out the bags."
He paused "The first bag goes to…Gwen." The goth caught her bag. "Courtney…" She also caught her bag, and the two safe competitors smiled at each other. Chris continued to list and toss bags out to the other competitors. "Owen…Cody…Jasmine…Macarthur...and Sanders…" Both cadets caught their bags. Macarthur couldn't contain her excitement and spread her arms out in excitement. Problem was, Sanders' shoulder ended up getting punched. The thinner cadet winced in pain, before glaring at her partner. Macarthur's excitement quickly changed to guilt. Chris went on. "Noah. You are also safe." The Brainiac caught his bag, not showing a hint of relief.
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Mike sighed in relief as he caught the bag. Sierra and Tyler looked at each other nervously.
"Competitors, I only have one more barf bag with me." Chris said "One of you is getting off my plane, and taking a one way trip out of the game." He looked at the first competitor. "Tyler, you're here because you cost your team the game when you snapped the boat in half, drenched your entire team and probably caused Courtney to go to therapy." Courtney glared at the host. Chris turned to the other waiting competitor.
"Sierra, you're here because...well, you're a creep. A creepy creep. A really creepy creep. Sometimes people don't like creeps. And you're the creepiest of creeps. I can think of at least one person who might want to see you go." Sierra gulped, not seeing Cody looking directly at her.
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The jock sighed and grabbed his oncoming bag.
"Oh yeah, sock it to me!" screamed Macarthur. The two went for a high five. It connected, but Tyler winced in sheer force from Macarthur's hand slap. He sat back down, clutching his wrist.
Sierra looked around, starting to panic. "What? I'm the first one gone? How can this be?"
"Like I said" Chris shrugged "Creepy"
Sierra breaths became rapid. She looked like she was foaming at the mouth. She turned around and lunged at Cody. Thankfully, Cody moved out of the way before she could grab her. The Geek ran around the elimination room, most of their teammates looking on. Sierra swiped at him, in a desperate fan girly way.
Cody fled behind Chris. "Don't you have something for this?" asked Cody, worried.
Chris just smirked "Of course I do. Chef?"
Suddenly, Chef appeared with a tranquilizer gun. He shot a dart, nailing Sierra in the shoulder. After a few tired gasps, she fell down in a heap, snoozing away. Within moments, the still unconscious fan girl had a parachute strapped to her. Chef picked her up and threw her out of the open hatch door.
Cody poked his head out. "Is she going to be okay?"
"Relax" said Chris, putting an arm over Cody's shoulders "If all goes well, the parachute should release before she hits the ground. But that's a big 'if.' But since I'm not responsible for any of the already eliminated competitors, I don't really care."
Cody looked at the host, worriedly "Wait, what?"
Chris then shoved Cody back towards his team, before looking at the camera. "One down, 21 to go. Who will be the next to bite the dust? How will the competitors adapt to their changing surroundings? And what brutal challenge do we have in store for Find out next time on another action packed episode of Total...Drama...Legends."
Teams:
Vengeful Bobcats: Amy, Samey, Duncan, Zoey, Alejandro, Heather, Jo, Scott, Dawn and Leshawna
Shark Cowboys: Courtney, Gwen, Cody, Sanders, Macarthur, Tyler, Jasmine, Mike, Noah and Owen
Placement:
22nd: Sierra
Votes:
Sierra: Cody, Courtney, Gwen, Macarthur, Sanders
Tyler: Sierra, Noah, Owen, Mike.
Mike: Tyler
Noah: Jasmine