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Chris spoke over the opening shot of Kichi Island. "Previously on Total Drama Legends. We took the competitors to the water and had them battle it out in an epic water based challenge. Scott made either a huge mistake or a genius move when he revealed to Amy that he's carrying the invincibility statue. It's hard to tell with that Farm Boy. Noah tried to fix his relationship with Jasmine, and it went about as well as you expected. Or did it? (referring to Noah risking his own body to protect Jasmine). In the end, though, four of the Shark Cowboys decided that the Cadets were too strong to be kept together. So it was goodbye Macarthur, in probably one of the most emotional, but strangest, elimination ceremonies in recent history."
Chris walked along the dock, holding an ice pack over his left eye. "Now the Cowboys are down by two, and to say their morale is down would be an understatement. I'd say the Bobcats have an easy cruise into the merge. Speaking of, with only twelve competitors remaining, is it time that we split the teams? I won't tell you here, but find out on...Total...Drama...L...egends!"
Sanders sat glumly on her top bunk. After last night's elimination, she didn't get much sleep. For the first time in a long time, she was no longer with her partner, Macarthur. Gwen, Courtney, Jasmine and even Noah were all in the girls' side of the cabin, trying to talk to her. She hadn't said a word nor had she changed her blank expression.
Courtney sighed. "Sanders, I know you miss Macarthur and all, but we need you to focus."
Sanders didn't say anything, instead looking down at her knees.
"None of us like seeing you this way." Gwen added. "You're usually so chill."
Still no response.
Noah was leaning on the wall next to the entrance.
"I get that you and Macarthur were tight, but she probably wouldn't want to see you moping like this. It's not like both of you were guaranteed a spot in the finale."
This just made Sanders more depressed, and Noah received some glares. He noticed and realized his poor choice of words. Jasmine glared too, then sighed and turned back to Sanders.
"Ignore him. Your partner might be gone, but still have a lot of fight in you." She reached up and put a hand next to Sanders, with a look of sympathy. Sanders raised her head slightly. "We're sorry we had to eliminate your partner, Sanders." She gulped, almost choking on her next words. "But, Noah makes a good point." The Brainiac went wide eyed and almost fell over when he heard this. Jasmine continued. "Macarthur wouldn't want to see you this way. She said it herself, you're a lot stronger than you think you are. I know it, and so do we."
No one said a word for a bit. But after a few moments, Sanders jumped down to the floor and walked out of the cabin.
"I'm going for a walk." She said unhappily, as she exited the door.
The rest of her team watched her leave, except Noah. He just looked at Jasmine.
At the McLean beach house, Duncan, Dawn and Zoey were all sitting on the L couch. They were all in their PJs still, with Duncan also wearing a black tank top. They seemed to be enjoying each other's company, until Zoey looked at Dawn.
"So Dawn?" She asked. "What exactly happened after Chris put you in that straitjacket?"
Dawn looked down, slightly ashamed. "I...I'd rather not talk about it. It's not something I'm proud of." She said meekly.
Zoey looked up at Duncan, and the two gave cheeky smirks.
"Well now you gotta tell us." Duncan said, leaning in. "I saw an intern, with his arm in a sling. Come on, spill."
Dawn pulled her nightgown over her face in embarrassment. Duncan and Zoey laughed, but Duncan stopped, looking out the window.
Confessional (Duncan): He looked unsure of himself. "So last night, I guess I returned the favor for Sanders letting me talk about Gwen." He scoffed, crossing his arms. "I mean it's not like I enjoyed listening to her sob story, but…" He paused, giving an awkward look. "...I uh...I hope it helped." He said that last part very quietly.
Static
Amy sat on her bed, watching Jo do her morning pushups on the floor of their room. The Twin was thinking about what Scott told her after yesterday's challenge.
Confessional (Amy): "So Scott has the invincibility statue…" She pondered over. "I saw his season. I know what he's capable of and if he thinks he can outsmart me, he's dumber than my lame excuse of a sister." She paused, thinking to herself again. "I just need to find a way to get rid of him first."
Static
The Twin was still thinking about her situation. She didn't see what was in front of her.
"What's on your mind, Blondie?"
Amy broke out of her trance. Jo had finished her pushups and was looking at her teammate, with a curious expression. Amy didn't answer immediately. She now had the chance to tell Jo about Scott and the invincibility statue. But she had another idea.
"Oh, just thinking about our next game plan." She said, like she wasn't lying. "We're so close to the merge and I think we need to stay close. Maybe get rid of a few more threats."
Jo gave a grin and slapped Amy, hard on the shoulder. The Twin winced from the impact, and rubbed her shoulder. Jo laughed. "That's what I like to hear." She walked out of the room, to the showers. Amy glared, but smirked as she left.
Samey was jogging through the woods, wearing a blue sports bra, and grey sweatpants. She was trying to keep a steady breath as she ran.
Confessional (Samey): "I figured that if I can make the merge this season, I'm gonna need to step up my game. I mean Jo, Duncan, Gwen and Scott are all still here and they'll be hard to deal with." She thought for a moment and gave an unsure look. "I kinda hope Amy makes the merge. That way she has way more people to annoy, other than me."
Static
Samey ran up to a tree, stopping for a break. As she caught her breath, she heard a bush rustling. She stopped and looked around, she couldn't see anything or anyone. She heard the sound again and she became curious. She looked behind the tree next to her, and went wide eyed. A few feet ahead of her, kneeling in front of a bush, was Scott. He seemed to be putting something in the bush. It looked like he was putting extra effort to make sure it would stay hidden. He hadn't heard Samey or noticed anything different.
Slowly, Samey started to walk away. Scott thought of something and suddenly turned around.
He didn't see anything. Or anyone.
He looked around for a bit longer, before finally turning back and working on the bush. Samey had just managed to avoid being seen by hiding behind the tree she was next to. Finally thinking she was safe, she walked away, as quietly as she could.
She knew what Scott was capable of and thought it was better to stay out of his way.
Jasmine was just walking out of her cabin. She had just gotten to the bottom step, when Noah ran out after her. He stopped at the top of the steps. "Jasmine." He called.
Jasmine stopped and audibly groaned. She turned around and stared dully at the Brainiac. Noah walked down the steps, before noticing the awkward stare from the aussie. Unsure of what to say, he rubbed the back of his head. "I...uh...I just wanted to say that...thanks." Noah paused and looked up at Jasmine, who had her eyebrow raised. Noah figured he should go on. "...For backing me up...earlier. I appreciate it." Jasmine didn't respond at first. To Noah, she didn't look like she knew what to say, so he figured he should go on. "And, again, I just wanted to say 'I'm sorry' for everything I put you through. I thought I would have a better chance of winning if I became a big jerk but…" He shrugged. "...turns out, being a jerk just means...being a jerk."
Jasmine didn't change face, which Noah thought was a bad sign. After a few moments, the Aussie sighed and pinched her nose.
"Look...Noah." She said, slightly aggravated. "I get that you're sorry, but I don't know if I can believe you. Back at the water derby, you said you were trying to protect me from getting hurt, but I couldn't see it, so I have no way of knowing if you're telling the truth." Noah was about to speak, but Jasmine didn't let him. "So as far as I'm concerned, I won't accept any apology from you, until I feel you earned it." She declared.
With that, Jasmine turned and walked away from the surprised Brainiac. He thought to himself. Now he knew what he needed to do, but he didn't know how to do it.
Sanders had been sitting at the Mess Hall table, alone. There was no food around, and Chef wasn't there either. She glumly sat, thinking to herself. But her thoughts were interrupted when she heard someone enter.
It was Duncan.
The Ex-Con didn't immediately see her, but when he did, he froze. The two shared an awkward glance. Their talk from last night was, more or less, the same as their previous talk. Duncan had just listened to the miserable Cadet, occasionally talking himself. But unlike Duncan's issue, Sanders had never dealt with something like this. This was the first time, in a long time, she would be away from her partner. And clearly, she was not taking it well. Duncan would've said something, but he heard another noise at the entrance.
It was the remaining Shark Cowboys, as well as the rest of Duncan's team. The Ex-Con quickly sat at his table, trying not to raise suspicion. Zoey noticed this, but didn't say anything.
"So where's breakfast?" Jo said, taking her seat.
"...And where's Chef?" Courtney added
"It's so annoying that the Beach House breakfast was a one time thing." Gwen said.
The two teams decided to wait and took their seats at their respective tables. But Noah noticed something about the Bobcats.
"Aren't you guys missing someone?" he asked them
The team looked around their table and figured out what Noah meant.
"Scott's gone." Zoey noted.
Jo noticed this, as did Amy. But Samey spoke first. She had changed out of her jogging outfit and was now in her usual cheerleader get-up. "I saw him in the woods, just outside the bathrooms." She left it at that.
Jo noted this, but didn't think much of it. Amy, on the other hand, went wide eyed at this. She thought for a second, then gave a small smirk.
A few minutes later, Scott entered the Mess Hall, being pushed in. Chef and Chris entered shortly. The host stood in the center. He had a noticeable black mark on his left eye. Zoey and Duncan quickly figured out what that meant and went wide eyed, then looked at each other, then at Dawn, who looked very guilty. The Country Boy took his seat quickly, not seeing Amy staring at him.
"Good morning, competitors." He said excitedly.
None of the competitors looked happy. "Where's our food?" Gwen asked bluntly.
Chris gave a cheeky grin and Chef chuckled. "Breakfast will be happening very soon...let's just say you won't be having your usual eggs and toast."
Most of the competitors were confused by this, but Duncan, Gwen, Courtney and Zoey all groaned at this. Samey turned to Zoey. "So are we not getting breakfast?"
Zoey was about to answer, but Duncan spoke first. "Today's the eating challenge." He grumbled.
At this announcement, the rest of the competitors also groaned at this, except Jasmine who didn't seem to mind.
Confessional (Jasmine): "After Pahkitew, I've learned that food, whether disgusting or not, is way better than no food."
Static.
Chris and Chef had taken the competitors to an area in the woods. Above them, attached to ropes, were several targets all hanging from the tree branches. Some were also nailed to the trees themselves. The competitors looked at Chris, who was standing in front of Chef, stirring a pot, in a small kitchen setup, with a menacing grin. The competitors gulped.
Chris explained the challenge. "So, this challenge will be different than other eating based challenges." He pointed at the targets, then took out a bow and arrow. "I like to call this game: May I Take Your Arrow?" He paused, hoping the competitors would find the name clever. He didn't receive a reaction, so went on. "The goal of this game is to hit the targets with the bow and arrow. You'll get three chances, and if you hit any of the targets, you'll have to eat something...disgusting." He pointed at Chef, who was still stirring his pot of gross, green, clumpy soup. "If you eat the entire thing, you'll earn a point for your team. If you don't eat enough of your disgusting food, refuse to eat, miss the targets all three times or barf before finishing, you won't earn a single point. Simple enough?" The competitors nodded, so Chris clapped his hands. He looked at the Shark Cowboys. "Since your team is down by two…" Sanders cringed at this, being reminded of her partner. "...two of you will have to compete twice."
Almost none of the Shark Cowboys looked like they wanted to go once, let alone two times. Gwen nudged Courtney and gave her a look. Courtney groaned and stepped forward. "I'll be going twice." She said to Chris. All the competitors looked surprised at this, but Gwen smirked.
Confessional (Gwen): "Courtney can handle just about anything when it comes to food." She chuckled. "You should've seen her when she ate almost a pound of dark chocolate on our…" She trailed off, realizing what she was saying "...our professional...business meeting." She said this as if she just made it up.
Static.
The Cowboys were still deciding on who the second person should be. They all eyed each other. Jasmine looked at them too. She figured she would be the best choice to do it. She stepped forward and…
"I'll do it."
The reply was not from Jasmine, though. Noah took a step ahead of her. The Aussie was shocked at this and was about to say something, but Chris interrupted.
"Great. Everyone get in place. We're gonna do this one by one." Everyone stepped back, as Jasmine glared at the Brainiac.
Confessional (Noah): He sighed. "This challenge is either gonna destroy my dignity, my self-respect or my stomach, if not all of them together." He sighed again, and crossed his arms. "But if it shows Jasmine just how sorry I am...I'll do it."
Static
Courtney was the first to go for her team. She held the bow and arrow steadily and looked around, deciding which target to hit. Her eyes narrowed. She gripped the string of her bow. Gwen bit her lip, in anticipation, as Courtney readied herself. Suddenly, Courtney turned around and let loose her arrow. It soared forward and nailed the target. Courtney looked at it, looking slightly disappointed. The arrow hit the target, but it was only a few centimeters away from a bullseye.
Confessional (Courtney): "I get that it doesn't matter where we hit the target, but if I can't do it perfectly, why should it matter?"
Static
Courtney watched as Chef held out a silver covered platter and opened it. On it was a…
"Courtney," Chris announced. "Your first meal will be a single pancake...covered in disgusting oozy snail slime."
Courtney winced at the sight of the pancake covered in the green liquid. She turned to her team. Gwen gave a thumbs up and winked. Courtney looked back and took a deep breath. With some reluctance, she stabbed the pancake with a fork and rolled it into a log shape. She took one bite, eating half of it. She cringed at the slimy texture, but took the other bite. Her chews slowed down as she winced. But after a few more seconds, she swallowed. She then opened her mouth to signal to Chris that she finished her food.
"Courtney has earned the first point. Next up is Duncan." Chris declared.
The CIT walked back to her team, looking somewhat mortified. Gwen gave a reassuring rub on the back, which made Courtney feel a little better.
Duncan looked around at his surroundings. He aimed his arrow and took a few moments before shooting. He let loose the arrow, but missed the target by inches. He sighed in annoyance and picked up a second arrow. His team raised an eyebrow at him, but he didn't care. Hoping no one would notice, he glanced quickly at the Cadet. Sanders still looked depressed.
Confessional (Duncan): He looked like he was trying to hide something personal, as he crossed his arms. Finally he sighed in annoyance and looked at the camera. "Ok, fine. I admit it. The fact that the Cadet is...sad, or whatever, is really getting to me. I don't know why, but…" He trailed off, thinking to himself. Finally, in frustration, he pushed the confessional door open and walked out.
Static.
Duncan shook his head, trying to shake the cobwebs. He picked up his other arrow and aimed. He chose his target and fired the arrow. It nailed the target, barely hitting it.
Chef and Chris walked up with another tray. The Host held out the platter and opened the dome. Duncan winced at what he would be eating: A bagel with live worms on top of it. Chris just smirked, as Duncan picked up his disgusting food. He gulped before taking a bite of it. Once he did, he immediately cringed and looked like he was about to throw up. But he was strong enough to hold it back and swallowed. His fellow competitors cringed at the sight of him taking more bites of the worm bagel. Finally, Duncan finished and immediately bent over, clutching his stomach. He panted, using a lot of strength to not throw up. "I think I feel them crawling back up." He groaned. After a bit, he stood back up and held open his mouth.
Chris gave the point, tying the game. Duncan looked over at Sanders. While she wasn't looking directly at him, she looked like she was trying to hold back a laugh. Duncan couldn't help but give a small smile.
Chris presented the next dish to Noah. He had already shot his target with little issue. He looked down, and grimaced. He had to eat what Chris called:
"Seaweed salad, fresh from the ocean, and a nice helping of slimy fish eggs."
Noah tried to put away the thought of throwing up, and looked away. His eyes met Jasmine. Then he remembered his promise he made to Jasmine, as well as Owen's parting words before being eliminated. He gave a more determined look, and looked back down at his salad. With a fork in one hand, he picked up the bowl, held it up to his face and shoveled the wet, green clumps into his mouth. Everyone gave shocked looks at the Brainiac, even Chris and Chef. They had to hold back their vomit, as did the rest of the competitors. Jasmine looked especially shocked at what Noah was doing. After a few more moments, Noah put down the bowl, which was now empty. He slurped up the rest of his seaweed, water dripping from his lower lip, and swallowed. He took a couple of seconds to regain his composure, but revealed to Chris that he had finished the whole thing. Chris was still in shock but gave the point. The score was now 2-1, Cowboys. Noah groggily walked back to his team, clutching his stomach. He stepped in between Gwen and Jasmine. He looked up at the Aussie, who wasn't looking at him anymore.
Confessional (Noah): He was still clutching his stomach. "If flattery and sucking up to her won't work, maybe I just have to torture myself a little to make her forgive me." He chuckled at his own joke, but groaned, feeling the effects of his meal.
Static.
Chris looked at his notes. "Next up is…" He paused, giving a nervous look, followed by a sigh. "...Dawn."
Duncan and Zoey looked at Dawn as she walked up to Chris and Chef.
Confessional (Zoey): "Who knew Dawn had a dark side?"
Confessional (Duncan): "So Chris messed with the weird girl and got a black eye out of it..." He pondered for a few seconds, then smirked. "Didn't know she had it in her."
Static
Chris held the pack of ice over his eye. Dawn still looked very guilty as she aimed her bow. With no effort at all, she landed an almost perfect bullseye. Chef stepped forward with his tray, opened it and pulled out what Dawn would have to eat.
"For your challenge, you'll have to eat the entirety of this cilantro." Chef said, holding the green plant in his hand. "It varies from person to person on what it tastes like, so it'll either taste good...or like soap."
Dawn looked unsure, but took the cilantro and started nibbling on it. Immediately her face scrunched up as the taste hit her tongue. Chef chuckled, while Chris hid behind him, still scared of the pale Moon Child.
While Dawn was slowly eating her meal, Amy watched on with her team. She suddenly felt a tug on her shoulder and she turned around.
Scott pulled her closer and whispered. "I've got a plan. And you're gonna help me with it." Amy didn't say anything, so Scott continued. He pointed where Dawn was still eating. "Depending on how the score turns out, I want to make sure we lose, and that I'm the reason we lose." Amy gave a surprised look, but again, Scott went on. "That way everyone will vote for me. But…you remember my secret weapon, right?" He paused to remind Amy of the Statue. "And you and I are gonna vote off Jo and it will be a smooth ride all the way to the finale." She didn't say anything, but after a moment, gave Scott a nod. Scott grinned and went back to watching the challenge. He didn't see Amy's menacing look.
Confessional (Amy): She was still smirking. "Just as I thought. Scott is as dumb as he looks."
Static
After a few more minutes, Dawn had finally finished the cilantro, tying the score again. Chris pointed at the next competitor.
Sanders.
The Shark Cowboys now looked very unsure as they saw the, still very out of it, Cadet slunk up to Chris and Chef. The two were also surprised by the Cadet's state of mind. Duncan watched on, secretly hoping she would make it through the challenge. Sanders picked up the bow and arrow and aimed, taking her sweet time doing so. She aimed up and fired. But Sanders was so depressed, it made her unfocused. The arrow didn't come close to hitting any of the targets. In no hurry, she pulled out her second arrow and fired it again. The same thing happened.
"Only one arrow left. You don't get any points if you miss again." Chris said.
Sanders didn't change her depressed expression, but pulled out her final arrow and aimed. She didn't immediately fire it though. Maybe she was going to try a little harder. Had she gotten over Macarthur's elimination?
Duncan gave a look of hope and tightened his fist. "Come on…" He said, under his breath.
Finally, Sanders let loose her arrow and…
It just missed the target she was aiming at and it disappeared into the woods.
The Shark Cowboys groaned in defeat, as Sanders dropped her bow to the ground and walked back to her team, not caring about anything.
Duncan watched from his side, still showing a sympathetic look.
Confessional (Duncan): "Wow, without that weird cadet by her side, Sanders just looks...aimless."
Static
"Now with Sanders' failed attempt, the Bobcats have a chance to take the lead. Up next, is Samey." Chris announced.
The nice Twin walked up towards Chris and Chef. She heard a scoff from behind her, and knew that it was from her sister, so decided to ignore it. Unlike Sanders, Samey wasted no time, took the bow and arrow and fired. It landed in the middle circle. Samey couldn't help but smirk, while Amy pouted.
Chef rolled in his tray and opened the lid to the platter. Samey didn't immediately look disgusted though. It looked like a bowl of clear soup.
"This doesn't look that bad…"
At that moment, Chef held up a small bucket and dumped its contents into the bowl. Now Samey was disgusted. Chef had just dumped a few handfuls of discarded hair into the bowl.
"Toilet water soup with a topping of hair." Chris beamed.
Samey cringed at the sight, but remembered what she said to herself earlier, and plucked up some courage. She looked at Chef. "You got a straw?"
With little hesitation, Chef reached into his pocket and pulled out a pink bendy straw. Samey took it and placed it in the bowl. Taking a deep breath, she started drinking the toilet water, with her eyes closed. The rest of the competitors, except Sanders, gasped and winced. Even Amy, who would normally be in delight at her suffering sister, was shocked. Once she finished with the water, Samey opened her eyes and gobbled down the remaining pieces of hair. She had a tough time trying to eat it, but managed to down it all. Chris, still cringing, made the announcement.
"You guys are disgusting." He shouted, followed by a shrug. "But, that earns you a point. Bobcats take the lead."
Confessional (Samey): She was smiling, but still feeling the effects of her meal. "I gotta say, it's nice to win something for my team. I'm not sure if they hate me anymore, so hopefully this is my chance for them to see me differently. I'm gonna need some allies once the merge starts." She chuckled, but immediately hacked up a wad of hair.
Static.
Gwen had already shot her arrow, and was presented with her next meal.
"Gwen, I hope you like pizza." The Goth remained stone faced, knowing Chris was only trying to lead her on. Realizing this, the host opened up the platter. Gwen nearly vomited on the spot after seeing what she had to eat. It was a single slice of pizza. But instead of cheese and tomato sauce, there were live cockroaches crawling around it as well as a nice heaping helping of wet cat food.
Gwen looked back at Courtney, who gave an unsure smile and an even more unsure thumbs up. Gwen looked back at her meal and gulped. Reluctantly, she picked it up and slowly brought it up to her mouth. She had just taken a single bite, when she went wide eyed and spat out the pizza. She gagged for a bit, before vomiting on the floor. The rest of the competitors watched on in disgust.
Gwen walked back, feeling like absolute crap. Courtney, returning the favor, gave a sympathetic rub on the back, once Gwen made her way back to her team.
"And Gwen fails to earn any points for her team, so the score is still two points to the Bobcats three. Up next is Amy."
Amy smirked and made her way to the center. Some interns had already started cleaning up the vomit, so Amy walked around them.
She picked her bow up, put the arrow in place and aimed. After a few seconds, she let it loose and it hit the target with a THUNK. It landed just outside the bullseye. Samey watched this and, thinking of her own arrow, gave a confident smile. Chris stepped forward, not with a tray, but with a piece of paper.
"Amy," he said. "Your eating challenge will be a unique one." Amy listened. "All you have to do is go to Chef's kitchen and pick something out of the garbage, bring it back here and eat it."
Amy seemed content with the idea. "You've got ten minutes." Chris finished. Amy nodded, turned away and walked away from the challenge area. Once she was out of shot, she gave an evil grin.
While the teams waited, Duncan tried to take his mind off of Sanders. He tried looking at Gwen, reminding himself why he came onto the show. But it didn't last long because his gaze almost immediately fell back on the Cadet. She still looked very out of it. Without anyone to keep in order or laugh at, she looked more like a lost child, or a zombie, even.
Duncan sighed, but suddenly felt like someone was looking at him. He turned to his right. Zoey was staring at him with curiosity.
"You alright?" She asked.
Duncan didn't answer. Instead he looked back at Sanders, then at Gwen. He sighed. "I'm...I'm fine." He said, unconvincingly.
Zoey kept staring at him, not believing what he was saying in the slightest.
After about another five minutes, or so, Amy returned with her food. She had a half eaten jelly doughnut. It had a few pieces of hair on it, but didn't look too bad. The rest of her team looked jealous as she smugly ate her food. Even Jo looked a little annoyed. After a few more moments, she finished.
"And Amy extends the Bobcats score by another point giving them a two point lead." Chris announced. "If they keep this up, they'll win the challenge before we know it." The Vengeful Bobcats were happy about this, while the Shark Cowboys looked nervous. Chris continued and looked at the camera. "Can Jasmine get a comeback going for her team? Let's find out."
Jasmine took the bow and arrow and quickly let it loose. She hit a near perfect bullseye, which made her smile. Chef walked up to her and unveiled her meal.
Chris cringed at the mere sight of it. "Jasmine, you will be getting the worst tasting food for this challenge. A Vegemite burger." What Chef presented was exactly that. It was a regular looking burger but with a black paste spread on top of the meat.
Chris smirked evilly, but Jasmine gave a blank look. With no resistance, she picked up the burger and started biting into it. Chris was waiting for Jasmine to spit it out in disgust or cringe from the taste. But Jasmine remained stone faced as she took another bite. Chris was now confused.
"How...How are you not disgusted from eating that? I put Vegemite on it. It tastes awful."
Jasmine shrugged. "You forget, mate. I'm from Australia. I eat these on everything."
Chris was gobsmacked and, curious, he took a small jar of the condiment. He slid his finger on the side of the lid and put a small dollop in his mouth. Almost immediately, he went wide eyed and spat it out, rubbing his tongue vigorously. He looked up at the Aussie, who was still casually eating her burger.
Chris sighed in defeat. "Fine, I get it. You got the point."
Jasmine smiled contently and went back to her team, still eating her burger.
Jo was next and had already successfully hit the target. Chef presented the tray and opened the dome. It was a single meatball on a plate.
"This is-"
But before Chris could finish, Jo had already grabbed the piece of meat and stuffed it in her mouth. Chris and Chef both looked at her, gobsmacked.
Jo shrugged. "It's just a meatball…" She garbled, some meat spewing from her mouth.
Chris took a moment. "Yes…" He said unsure. "It is a meatball…" At that moment, Jo slowed her chewing down, realizing something. Chris went on. "...made with ground beef, ground pork salt, pepper and…" Jo's face started burning up and she was sweating. "...and a little bit of...demon pepper, one of the hottest peppers in the world." Chris finished.
Jo couldn't handle it anymore and spit out the meatball, turned around and ran away from the challenge, still suffering from the pepper's effects. An black haired intern was about to take a sip of water from his bottle, until Jo shoved him to the ground, took the water bottle and chugged it. Once she was finished, she threw the bottle down and ran off for another drink. The rest of the competitors watched with shock and amusement. Amy didn't laugh or smile, but Scott, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but snicker. Once he saw Amy glaring at him, he stopped, but kept smirking.
Confessional (Amy): Instead of keeping face, she was vigorously laughing. She banged her fist against the side of the confessional and clutched her stomach, in pain from laughing so hard.
Static.
"Well with Jo's performance, the score is still the same at three to four, Bobcats. The Cowboys still have two players left to go, so there's still a chance for a comeback." Chris pointed to the next competitor. "Now it's time for Courtney to go for the second time."
Courtney raised her bow and struck the target with the arrow, this time it landed directly in the center target. She smirked and looked back at her team. Most of them rolled their eyes, except for Sanders and Gwen, the latter of whom grinned and gave a thumbs up. Courtney looked happy, but her look changed, when Chef held the plate of food she was meant to eat.
"Courtney," Chris said, to the side. "You'll be eating this plate of raw spaghetti."
Courtney looked unsure. "Uh, Chris? It can be very hazardous to my health to eat raw pasta noodles. I read that-"
Chris rolled his eyes and cut her off. "Yes, Courtney. I'm aware. This isn't enough pasta to cause any negative effects. It'll just be really hard and really annoying to eat."
Courtney didn't look satisfied but obliged. "You better hope that's the case, otherwise my lawyers will have something to say."
"You tell him, Court." Gwen called from behind her. Courtney smirked at the retort. Chris groaned and walked off. Courtney gave a nervous look, but picked up a wad of the noodles and took a bite. It made a loud CRUNCH and even more noises as she chewed on it. It didn't seem very comfortable to eat, but she continued. After a few more minutes, she was able to finish. She checked her teeth to make sure none of them were damaged.
"And Courtney has tied it up at four points each." Chris declared. He looked at his watch and frowned. "You guys better hurry up, I've got a manicure in half an hour."
Zoey was next for the Bobcats and walked up to the center. The Shark Cowboys watched her from their viewing area. Noah clutched his stomach, as it rumbled, still feeling the effects of his last meal. Gwen looked at him.
"Are you sure you can handle another disgusting meal like that?"
Noah chuckled, in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Well, as long as my girlfriend doesn't dump me in an attempt to preserve her own dignity, I should be good."
Surprisingly, Gwen chuckled at this. Noah smiled, and turned his head to Jasmine. Once Jasmine saw that he was looking at her, she rolled her eyes and looked away. Noah sighed sadly.
Meanwhile, Zoey, who had just hit the target, was cringing at the sight of her meal. "It's sushi." Chris said, enthusiastically. "But instead of fish it's ground up ants and instead of rice, you'll be enjoying a nice helping of maggots."
Zoey tried holding in her barf, but it was no use. Before she could even pick the food up, she upchucked. The oncoming projectile of vomit knocked the platter out of Chef's hand. Chris gave a look. "Weak." He said, almost feeling sorry for the Indie Chick. "No points for you."
Zoey slunked back to her team, embarrassed.
Noah took a deep breath. With the score still tied at four points each, it was up to him to give their team a chance. With his stomach grumbling, he stepped forward and picked up the bow and arrow. He aimed it, but was struck with a feeling of dizziness. He let go of the arrow. It flew into the woods, not hitting a single target. He exhaled and tried again. This time, he had enough stamina to hit the target, though only just.
This time, Chef had a large cup in his hand. Inside was a gross, clumpy, thick green liquid. Noah looked disgusted at the vile liquid. Chris revealed it to be a fruit smoothie. Only the fruit was rotten and way past its expiration date.
Noah took a whiff of it, and turned away, absolutely disgusted by the smell. But when he turned, he cast a look at Jasmine. Immediately, he gained a little bit of strength back. Reluctantly, he looked back at his smoothie. Taking a deep breath, he held it up to his mouth, opened it and let it pour down his throat. He closed his eyes as he did it. The rest of the competitors were shocked. Not only had Noah already eaten one disgusting dish, he was now chugging a mixture of rotten fruit. Jasmine couldn't help but watch like last time.
Finally, the last of the smoothie was chugged down. He slammed the cup down. He was breathing heavily, as if he couldn't believe what he just did.
Chris, who was also in shock, looked at Noah. The Brainiac opened his mouth to reveal that he had swallowed the entirety of his smoothie.
"Well, Noah," said Chris, "I don't know if you're crazy or really want to make the merge this season, but I like this new version of you. You've earned the point for your team, and taken the lead."
Noah didn't respond. He was in a daze from what he just did and hadn't blinked. Chris waited for him to answer, but he never got one. Instead Noah tipped over the side and landed on the floor with a loud THUD.
Chris walked up to the Vengeful Bobcats (Jo was the only one who wasn't there). "So the last player to go for your team is Scott."
The team turned to the Country Boy, who was shrugging. "Well, I mean, what's the point? Even if I win my challenge, we'll just tie."
Chris smirked at this. "Well, you make a good point there, Scott. Your team has four points, while the Shark Cowboys have five. But I want to make things interesting." He paused, getting the curiosity of the teams. "If Scott completes his challenge, he'll earn double points for his team. So whatever happens, one team will go away the victor."
Scott pretended to look happy about this.
Confessional (Scott): He shrugged. "Well if I want my plan to work, I gotta make sure we don't win this challenge. Then it's goodbye, Jo."
Static
Scott picked up his bow and arrow. He acted as if he had the perfect shot, but when he let go of the arrow, it missed completely. The rest of his team watched with bated breath. He picked up his second arrow and missed again. Now Scott only had one last chance to fire an arrow, otherwise he would lose the challenge.
"What are you doing, dude?" Duncan called. "You're not even trying."
Scott grinned, then looked back, with an innocent expression. "Look, I'm doing my best. There's a lot of pressure for me to do well and I think-" At that moment, Scott accidentally let go of his arrow, not looking where it flew. He heard a THUNK and turned back. The arrow had indeed struck one of the targets. The rest of his team let out a sigh of relief, while Scott grumbled that his plan didn't work.
"Great…" He mumbled under his breath.
Chef came up with a large tray, with ten shot glasses of a gross green and white mixture. Chris, as usual, told Scott what it was. "In an homage to the first ever eating challenge, the final meal will be a shot glass challenge. Scott, what I have here for you is a wonderful, but still gross, mixture of maggots and cockroaches. Drink all of them and you'll win the challenge."
Scott looked unsure at the drink. He picked up a glass and eyed it. He slurped it up and put down the glass. He gave a surprised expression.
Confessional (Scott): "Honestly, it wasn't the worst thing I've ever eaten. Back at the farm, that would be the equivalent of a first class meal." He paused, grinning evilly. "But I can't let anyone know that."
Static
Scott kept taking shots, one after the other. He was quickly down to only five. His team grinned, knowing they were about to win. Amy just glared at the Country Boy. The Shark Cowboys looked very nervous.
Soon, Scott was down to only two shots left. He quickly took a shot of one, slamming down the glass. He paused, before picking up the last glass. He was seconds away from drinking it, when he went wide eyed. He dropped the glass and clutched his stomach. He started groaning dramatically. His glass fell to the ground, and the drink spilled out. His team was gobsmacked. Scott looked at them, with a pained expression.
"I just couldn't take it anymore. I tried to get through them all, but it was too much. If I eat one more, I'll die of dysentery." He sounded very overly dramatic.
His team groaned as Chris stepped in front of them. "Well with Scott giving up, that means the victory goes to...the Shark Cowboys!"
The Cowboys cheered, except for Sanders. They all started to walk away, while the Bobcats looked at Scott annoyed.
"I know who I'm sending home." Duncan said, clearly pissed.
"Me too." Said Amy. But she winked at Scott, who responded with a small grin.
"I can't believe I drank toilet water for nothing." Samey shuddered, as they started walking to the cabins
Back at the loser cabin, the Bobcats were all mingling with one another, most likely discussing tonight's elimination. Zoey looked around, before walking up to Duncan, who was standing away from everyone else. She greeted him warmly, but looked a little unsure. Duncan noticed this.
"Ok. What do you want?" He said bluntly.
Zoey thought for a moment. "Are you sure you're alright?" She asked skeptically
Duncan didn't know what she meant at first, but soon realized. "Oh, you mean from earlier?" Zoey nodded. Duncan groaned. "I already told you, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong."
The Indie Chick wanted to ask again, but just shrugged and turned to walk away. "Fine. But if you want to talk about it, let me know."
Duncan scoffed. "You sound like Sanders…"
Zoey stopped dead in her tracks, and gave the Ex-Con a weird look. Duncan immediately realized his mistake and held out his arms. "Nonononono. That didn't mean anything." He panicked.
Zoey walked back up to him, with almost a childlike grin on her face. "What did you say?" She asked, curiously.
"I didn't say anything." Duncan said defiantly.
Zoey gave another cheeky smile. "I'm pretty sure you said that I sounded like San-"
Duncan immediately put his hand over Zoey's mouth, silencing her. He looked around to make sure no one was listening. Thankfully, everyone was preoccupied with their own thing to notice, or just didn't care. Duncan looked back at Zoey and whispered to her. "Fine. Yes. I said you sounded like that Cadet. I've been-" He stopped himself, debating if he should tell her. "I've been talking with her. More than once." He paused, releasing his hand from Zoey's mouth.
She looked at him weirdly. "Why?"
Duncan paused for a moment, before shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. I...I don't want to talk about it. Besides, you're still helping me with Gwen, got it?!" He said this a little angrier than he meant to. Zoey looked unconfident over what Duncan was saying, but nodded. Duncan turned and walked away, but stopped and looked back at his teammate. She looked upset at Duncan's outburst, and held her arm sadly. Duncan groaned and walked back to her. "Look...I'm sorry. I'm just going through a lot of crap right now. I don't…" He paused, really considering his next words. "I meant what I said about Gwen. We're sticking with the original plan. But..." He rubbed the back of his head, with an uncharacteristic look of guilt. "...you've been really cool through all of this...and..., I guess, I appreciate it." Zoey looked up, mesmerized by Duncan's speech.
Finally, she gave a small smile. "Thanks, Duncan. But if you ever change your mind-"
Duncan quickly raised his hand up to stop her talking. "I got it." He bluntly stated.
Zoey smiled again. There was an awkward silence between the two. Neither knew what else to say. But it was the Ex-Con who spoke first.
"So, do we hug after this...or what?" Zoey looked at him, surprised, but Duncan went on. "I mean, I don't want one, but I think it's the least I could do for-"
He didn't finish. Zoey took a step forward and wrapped her arms around Duncan, locking him in a hug. Duncan returned it, and tried to look like he didn't enjoy it. But he did give a small smile, when he was sure no one was looking.
Noah was at the McLean Beach House, sitting on the L couch. He was clutching his stomach from all the food he had to endure. He was the only one in the room. Gwen and Courtney took one of the doubles on the second floor, while Sanders had taken one of the singles. The Cadet hadn't said a word to anyone, nor had she left her room. Laying on his back was helping Noah a bit, but he still didn't feel that well.
He heard footsteps coming into the room. Struggling, he pulled himself up slightly and looked over the cushion. Jasmine had just entered the room. She stopped when she saw Noah looking at her. The two kept staring at each other for a few awkward seconds, not saying anything. Eventually, Jasmine went over to one of the singles and closed the door behind her. Noah sighed and went back to sitting down.
Confessional (Noah): He rubbed his arm. "Well, I mean. She didn't say anything...bad to me." He paused. "Ok, she didn't say anything to me. But that's gotta be an improvement...right?"
Confessional (Jasmine): She sighed. "I'll admit, Noah was impressive in today's challenge. But that does not mean I forgive him. The things he said to me are still fresh in my mind and I'm not about to let him go that easily. If at all."
Static.
Back at the loser cabin, Scott just entered one of the doors. He saw Amy and Jo next to each other. Jo had a half empty jug of milk in her right hand. She looked exhausted. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were half closed. Amy looked up to see Scott, while Jo barely had the strength to turn her head. Scott grinned as he walked in.
"How's it going, everyone?" He said.
"What- what happened at today's challenge? We should've won." Jo asked, ignoring the question.
"Yeah. What did happen?" Amy added, suspiciously.
Scott knew she was pretending to be skeptical, so played along. "It was all part of my plan. We're so close to the merge, so I figured we could lose one more player."
Amy raised an eyebrow. "Who did you have in mind?"
Scott grinned. "I figured Duncan would be the best choice. He's always made the merge, so our chances of making the finale would go way up."
Jo didn't say anything. Either because she agreed with the plan or because she was so disoriented from the demon pepper that she wasn't in the right state of mind.
Amy smirked. "Good idea." She winked at the Country Boy.
Scott nodded in response and turned to walk out. Jo went back to being in agony, while Amy watched Scott leave, knowing exactly where he was going.
Later, at night, in the woods, Chris' voice echoed through the speakers.
"Would the Vengeful Bobcats please make their way to the elimination ceremony? It's votin' time."
Within the area in the woods it was dead quiet, once Chris' mic went off. The silence was interrupted by the only person in the area. Scott was running around, in a panic. Desperately looking for something, he looked under bushes, behind trees. But no matter where he looked, he couldn't find what he was looking for. He grabbed his hair in frustration and looked to the sky.
At the elimination ceremony, all the Vengeful Bobcats were sitting around, waiting. Scott still hadn't shown. Jo was confused, but still woozy from earlier. Chris had a stack of already filled out elimination papers next to him. He looked aannoyed.
"All what I ask of you guys is for everyone to show up on time. Is that too much to ask?" At this point, he had grown tired of saying that.
None of the competitors had an answer for him.
There was a rustle in the bushes and Chris turned. Chef was carrying Scott under his arm. He unceremoniously dropped the Farmer Boy to the ground. He got up and dusted himself off, then turned around. He finally noticed all the eyes on him and he tried not to look panicked.
"Scott, my man." said Chris. "Glad you could make it."
Scott didn't respond at first. He figured he still had a shot to change things, so went to go sit down, but Chris spoke up.
"That won't be necessary." He looked to the rest of the team. "Now, under regular circumstances, everyone gets the opportunity to vote someone off, but since Scott showed up late, we decided to get the votes sorted out." Scott gulped, as Chris turned to him "And to be honest, no matter who you voted for, it wouldn't matter because, with five votes against...
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The Country Boy went pale. He couldn't think of a way out, so he desperately thought of something to say. "I-I have the Invincibility Statue." He said abruptly
His team gasped at this. Jo snapped out of her spell, went wide eyed and glared at him. She started to stand up, but Amy stopped her.
Chris blinked and held out his arms. "Well...where is it?"
Scott didn't say anything. He checked his pockets, desperately hoping it would turn up. It didn't. Scott groaned in defeat.
Chris smirked. "Nice try, Scott. But, unless something turns up, it's you who's going home."
Knowing he couldn't do anything, Scott grumbly accepted his elimination. He walked past his ex-teammates. Jo was still glaring at him, while Amy held her back.
Scott's elimination method was the Hurl of Shame, a giant wooden catapult. He sat in the catapult, pissed off. Chris stood next to him, ready to send him flying.
"Any last words, Scott?"
The Country Boy didn't say anything. He sat, thinking about what went wrong. Then...something went off in his head. He went wide eyed. He opened his mouth to say something.
"Wait-"
At that moment, Chris pulled the lever and Scott was sent flying off into the night.
Chris smirked as he watched him disappear.
Confessional (Jo): "I don't know if Dirt Boy was bluffing or not, but I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to go behind my back. But now I only have one alliance member left. So far, Amy's been pretty trustworthy, but she's probably not smart enough to think she can best me. So maybe I'll let her stick around for a while longer."
Confessional (Amy): She was holding the McLean Invincibility statue in her hand, and smirking. "See ya around, Rat Boy."
Static.
Chris was revealed to be watching the confessional from the cockpit of the McPlane. He looked at the camera. "Wow. Talk about cold blooded. Amy has the Invincibility statue. Jo hasn't a clue, and neither does anyone else. Will any of these competitors get a clue, though, before it's too late. We're changing things up yet again, so stay tuned for the next episode of...Total...Drama...L...egends!"
So I think Friday will be my usual uploading time. I don't know if it will always be every Friday or every other Friday, or just whenever I feel like it. But, right now, that is how things will go.
Yup. Scott's gone. His plan failed and now Amy has the invincibility statue. I was considering keeping that a secret, but I figured everyone would've predicted it anyway. This chapter was a lot of fun. However, I'm not certain if the challenge will come out boring, or not, because it seems like I repeat the same thing alot. I added things in the middle to keep it interesting, but I don't know, you tell me. Next chapter should be interesting. The challenge I have in mind is pretty unique, so I'm excited how it will turn out.
As I've said before: Peace be with ya.
Bobcats: Duncan, Dawn, Samey, Amy, Zoey and Jo
Cowboys: Courtney, Noah, Sanders, Gwen and Jasmine
Placement:
22nd: Sierra
21st: Lightning
20th: Tyler
19th: Leshawna
18th: Mike
17th: Cody
16th: Heather
15th: Alejandro
14th: Owen
13th: Macarthur
12th: Scott
Votes
Scott: Duncan, Zoey, Dawn, Samey, Amy
Duncan: Jo
Scott wasn't able to vote