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KirbyStar: If I had to give a reason for that happening, you could argue that Chris didn't want Scott to get the statue for a second time, so give Amy the chance to look for it. I think he's always pulling some strings when hosting the show. But you do make a good point, that I really didn't think about, so thank you. Also I guess my mind wasn't running on cartoon logic, which is why I didn't have Scott keep the statue in his pocket.

Gman: Glad you liked the chapter. And here's a new chapter for your viewing pleasure

DSX62415: Yes, but she only knew that Scott was hiding something, she had no idea what it was. Also, she wanted to stay away from the Country Boy

Guest #46: Loving the predictions.

Knifez: The gender difference might play a part, later on. Wink. Wink.

Infinity Wizard: I love writing for Duncan and Zoey because they're such opposite characters, but work off each other very well.

The episode opens with a shot of the McPlane flying through the air, while Chris does his thing. "Last time on Total Drama Legends. Worm bagels, rotten fruit smoothies, toilet water soup and maggot sushi. These were just some of the disgusting pieces of 'food' we made the competitors eat in the grossest eating challenges to date. Some puked, some were strong, but all of them were grossed out. Except for Jasmine...she's weird. Scott had already revealed to us that he had the invincibility statue, so he was confident his act of sabotage would work. Unfortunately for him, Amy took the statue right out from under him, and sent the Farmer Boy packing...or rather, flying."

Chris was revealed to be in a dimly lit room on the plane, carrying a silver briefcase with a yellow star on it. "I gotta admit, I didn't expect that kind of intelligence from a cheerleader. But, I've been wrong before. Who will Amy's next victim be? Will anyone be able to stop her before it's too late?" He held up the case. "And what significance does this briefcase have for today's challenge? Find out...right here on Total...Drama...L...egends!"

The Shark Cowboys were enjoying their time in first class. Some more than others. Gwen and Courtney were sitting on the bar stools, both with (non-alcoholic) drinks, cheerfully talking. Jasmine was trying to relax in the hottub, even if it was awkward with her height. Sanders was laying on her side, with her back to the camera, on a fold out bed. She still hadn't said a word to any of her teammates.

Noah was sitting in a chair, reading a book. He was distracted though. His eyes kept darting towards Jasmine. He looked uneasy.

Confessional (Noah): "Ok, I'm all for getting on Jasmine's good side. But I really hope she forgives me soon." He clutched his stomach with a nervous expression. "I just got over the rotten food I had to eat and I would prefer not to have to go through something like that again."

Static.

The Bobcats were are all miserable in their loser class accomodations. With Scott's elimination still fresh in their minds, some of them tried to distract themselves by talking about it.

"So Scott turned out to be a backstabber, what else is new?" Duncan said, to no one in particular.

"He doesn't know any new tricks." Zoey chuckled

"There is a dark aura surrounding him," Dawn noted, in her usual lotus position on the wooden bench. But then she looked unsure. "But that does beg the question: if Scott didn't have the statue, why would he make us lose?"

Duncan and Zoey gave pondering expressions at this.

"That's a good point." Duncan added. Then he smirked at the Moon Child. "You should've socked him in the eye like you did with Chris."

He and Zoey shared a laugh, while Dawn's face went red.

"I-I told you. I'm not proud of that." She shouted, flustered.

The duo continued to laugh, while Jo looked to be thinking of something.

Amy, who was sitting next to her, saw this. "Are you alright?" She whispered to her.

Jo didn't respond at first, but she looked at the twin. "Pale Face made a good point."

Amy raised an eyebrow. "And what's that?"

"Ginger Rat didn't have the statue at all…" Amy started to look a little nervous, but Jo didn't notice and continued. "... But I think someone already does." Amy gulped. Thankfully for her, the statue was in her bag. Jo turned to her and, seemingly, gave a suspicious look. Amy didn't say anything, but wasn't sure if Jo knew that she had the statue. Jo might've said something, when they heard a door open. Everyone turned to see Samey walking out of the bathroom. Amy immediately jumped at the opportunity to distract Jo.

"Hey Spare-amy. Did you enjoy your toilet water from yesterday? Looking for seconds?"

Everyone, except Zoey and Dawn, laughed at this. Duncan gave a light chuckle, while Jo laughed a lot harder. Samey frowned, and went to go sit down, away from everyone else. She looked up at Dawn. She was giving a sympathetic smile. Samey remembered how she opened up to Dawn about her childhood and why she and Amy had such a rough relationship. She was someone that Samey could rely on, once the merge started. Samey, much more confident, returned the smile.

Amy noticed this, stopped laughing and scowled.

Back in first class, Noah was now sitting across from Gwen and Courtney, in the seats. Surprisingly the three were happily chatting together. Noah was surprised at how easy it was for him to make a conversation with the two. He couldn't believe how quickly they accepted him. If only it were this easy with Jasmine he thought to himself. He sighed, causing Gwen and Courtney to look at him.

"Do you guys have any idea how I can get Jasmine to like me?" He said, feeling embarrassed about having to ask.

The Goth and the CIT looked at each other, unsure of what to say. They looked back at Noah. It seemed as though one of them was about to say something, until something caught their eye.

Noah was about to look when…

"I'm so excited..." Came a voice. It was revealed that Jasmine had just walked up to where the trio was sitting. She was standing next to Noah, with a wide smile.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" Gwen smirked.

"We're so close to the merge," Jasmine answered, giddily. "I might finally get to see my friend, Sammy."

"What's so special about her?" Courtney asked, curiously. Gwen didn't seem to appreciate the wording of Courtney's question and gave her a look. Courtney saw it and stammered to fix her wording. "I-I mean...why are you so close with her?"

Jasmine sighed, somewhat sadly. "Like I told you guys before, she has this really awful sister. Before me, Sammy didn't have a lot of friends." She paused, letting Gwen, Courtney and even Noah think about what she was saying. "I really want to be there for her during the merge."

There was an awkward silence in first class. No one knew what to say at first, but Gwen spoke, smiling. "I'm sure that she'll be thrilled to see you again too."

Jasmine smiled at the Goth's words of kindness. But her smile quickly faded once she realized something. She was so focused on talking to Gwen and Courtney, she didn't see Noah sitting directly next to her in his lounge chair. The two ended up looking eyes. The Brainiac gave an awkward smile, in an attempt to ease the mood. Jasmine didn't return it and stared at him, stone faced. Gwen and Courtney watched on, worried what might happen. Finally, without a word, Jasmine turned and walked away. The cheerful aura surrounding the team was suddenly gone and no one said a word.

The silence was interrupted by a noise. Gwen looked behind, from her chair and went wide eyed. Duncan, Samey, Amy, Dawn, Jo and Zoey had just walked into first class. When she saw her friend, Zoey smirked and walked ahead. Gwen smirked too and got out of her chair.

"Hey, Zoey." She said. Both embraced in a small hug. Jasmine noticed Samey and the two waved to each other. Courtney eyed the team suspiciously.

"What exactly are you doing here?" She got up and walked towards the opposing team. She stepped forward and pointed at a particular competitor. "Especially you, Duncan."

The Ex-Con remembered the last time he talked with Courtney. Not to mention, Gwen was also staring coldly at him as well. Instead he turned away. "Aren't you missing one?" he said, ignoring the question.

"Right here." A meek voice was heard.

Duncan turned back around to see Sanders walking up to them from behind Courtney and Gwen. The Ex-Con was shocked at the appearance of Sanders. Her eyelids looked heavy, her posture was terrible and her hair was a mess. She looked like she had slept in her regular clothes, instead of her PJs. Duncan stared for a few more seconds, much to the confusion of the rest of the competitors.

Zoey, thinking quickly, decided to break the tension. "We...we were called into first class for an announcement."

Courtney raised an eyebrow. "An announcement? We weren't told about any announcement."

"That's where I come in." All the competitors turned to see the host of the show, Chris McLean, and Chef walk towards them. Chris was carrying a silver briefcase in his hands. "Because it's challenge time."

The competitors looked confused. "What are you talking about?" Jo asked. "We haven't even landed."

Chris' smug grin widened. "I know that. Which is why today's challenge...will be happening...on the plane itself."

The Host was met with audible gasps and looks of confusion. He held up his hand to silence the murmuring. "Allow me to explain." He started. "While everyone was asleep, Chef and a whole bunch of interns went around the entire plane, hiding several of these." He pulled the briefcase he was holding up to his face. "These briefcases each contain a little prize for each of you. You may only hold one at a time, but you are allowed to trade for another. If you take a second case, you and your team will be disqualified. The winning team will get to keep whatever's inside the cases that your team is already holding." He pulled out a remote and pointed it at a nearby TV. The screen went to static for a brief second, before showing a picture of a briefcase with a yellow star on it. "The star case will signify the end of the challenge. If you find it and grab it, you'll win for your team." He held up a finger. "But remember, if you take the briefcase without the rest of your team finding any other cases, that might not make you very popular. Just sayin'" The two teams nodded that they understood the challenge. Chris and Chef turned to walk away, but the host stopped and faced the competitors again. "Oh and by the way, this is going to be a reward challenge, so there will be no elimination tonight."

Some of the competitors were happy about this, but others weren't as jovial.

Confessional (Amy): "I guess my stupid sister can stay another day on the show. But she'll be going soon. Mark my words." She pointed aggressively at the camera.

Static

The challenge started right then and there. Most of the competitors decided to group up and plan a strategy. Other competitors decided to split up and start looking immediately. Samey had a big smile on her face.

Confessional (Samey): "Now that the merge is coming up, I'm gonna need to get some allies." She pondered. "I've been able to lay low for a while, but that won't work once the teams split. Jasmine will be easy, but I think getting Dawn on my side would also help."

Static

The Twin walked up to Dawn and the two exchanged a greeting.

"Dawn, do you wanna team up and look for some cases?"

The Moon Child smiled and nodded. The two walked through a door and started searching for the briefcases.

Amy watched the two walk away, and grimaced. Jo noticed this, but didn't say anything.

Gwen, Courtney, Noah and Jasmine were all huddled together.

"So, what's the plan?" Noah asked.

"I say we split up." Courtney said. "We'll cover more ground and it'll be easier for each of us to find cases."

Noah and Gwen nodded, but Jasmine wasn't convinced. "What if one of us finds the star case?"

"Well...just take it, then." Noah said, bluntly. "If we find it...we'll win the challenge."

Gwen raised an eyebrow. "But Chris said that all the briefcases contain a prize." She put her hands to her hips and looked at her teammates. "And I don't know about you guys, but I want a prize."

"You're starting to sound like me." Courtney giggled. Gwen chuckled too and punched her shoulder playfully. Jasmine smiled at the two, while Noah rolled his eyes.

But the Aussie's expression quickly changed to a glare at the Brainiac, who noticed this. "Alright...I got an idea." He said, trying to change the subject. "How about we all meet back here in a half an hour? If you find the Star Case, don't touch it. Just come back here and we'll discuss what we do next."

Gwen and Courtney shrugged their shoulders in acceptance. Noah looked at Jasmine, who crossed her arms and turned away. "I guess it's not a...selfish plan...or whatever."

Noah went wide-eyed in surprise and beamed.

Confessional (Noah): He was smiling. "Ok...She said that I wasn't being selfish. That's probably the nicest thing she's said to me so far. I might be able to pull this off." His smile soured the more he thought about it. "Or...maybe I'm just overthinking it."

Static

Duncan and Zoey had decided to team up and were going over their strategy. With the Shark Cowboys departure, they were the only ones still in first class. They were just about to leave, when Duncan noticed something. Someone was still sitting in one of the chairs. Duncan could only see the top of their head. Curious, he walked up to whoever it was. Zoey watched on. When Duncan had walked to the side of the occupied chair, he raised his unibrow in surprise.

"Hey…" Came a very subdued reply from Sanders. She hadn't even bothered to look up at the Ex-Con.

Now Duncan was confused. Zoey walked up next to him and gave an equal look of surprise at the state of the Cadet. After a few seconds of silence, Duncan finally spoke. "A-Are you alright?"

Sanders didn't answer for a while. Now Duncan and Zoey looked concerned. The Cadet sighed. "Chris said that this was a non-elimination round. Why even bother if I'm not going home tonight, right?"

Duncan's mouth went agape. He couldn't understand what Sanders was saying. "So...what do you plan on doing after this?"

Again, Sanders went silent. After a few seconds, she let out a long heavy sigh and turned her body so she was no longer facing Zoey and Duncan.

The Ex-Con was about to say something, but Zoey put her hand on his shoulder. She had a look that told Duncan that he should leave her alone. Duncan looked back at the aimless Cadet, and groaned in annoyance. Regretfully, he and Zoey walked out of first class and into the depths of the plane.

Noah, Gwen and Courtney were searching through the compartments of the loser class. Jasmine had decided to go her own way, so it was just those three. They figured they could split later on, if they had trouble finding anything. But Noah's mind was still on Jasmine. He looked at his teammates, while they looked in the overhead shelves.

Confessional (Noah): "I'm honestly surprised that Gwen and Courtney were willing to stick by me. I don't think Gwen ever really cared about me, and…" He paused, thinking to himself. "I don't think I've ever had a positive interaction with Courtney."

Static.

"So…" He started. Courtney and Gwen turned, waiting for the Brainiac's response. Noah had trouble deciding what to say. "By any chance, do you guys have any...ideas...to help me get on Jasmine's good side?"

The Goth and the CIT looked at each other, unsure of what to say. But soon, Gwen turned and sighed. "Honestly Noah, I do have one." The Brainiac perked up, but Gwen continued. "But I don't think I should tell you what it is."

Now Noah looked confused. "What are you talking about? Didn't you want to help me with this?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, when Courtney jumped down and walked up to Noah. "No." She said, pointing a finger at him. "We never said we would help you make amends with Jasmine. That's your problem." She followed this up by putting her fists to her hips. "You got yourself in this hole, so you can get yourself out of it."

Noah was surprised by Courtney's declaration, but knew she made a good point. Knowing he wasn't going to get anything out of them, he decided to move onto another room. Courtney watched the Brainiac leave, then looked at Gwen. The Goth was now looking at the CIT, from her elevated position, with her a grin and her eyelids slightly lowered.

Courtney now looked embarrassed. "Stop looking at me like that." She said, turning away in the process.

Gwen chuckled. "Sorry. I just...I love it when you tell it like it is." Though she wasn't looking, Courtney couldn't help but blush and give a small smile. Gwen opened the last compartment, and to her delight, she found a briefcase. It didn't have a star on it, so she took it and dropped down. Courtney saw it and the two smiled. But they had to continue the challenge, so they headed to another door.

Jo and Amy were both searching in a darkly lit hallway. Neither had been able to find a briefcase. Amy was clearly frustrated over something as she aggressively opened hatches and doors. When she didn't find anything, she gritted her teeth and groaned loudly. Jo couldn't ignore the noise anymore.

"Hey, not that I care or anything," She spoke while looking through a crate. "But what's your deal?"

Amy slammed a hatch closed, getting nothing from it. She looked over at Jo. "Why do you care? It's none of your business."

Jo turned away from the crate and locked eyes with Amy. "I care because I don't want it affecting the alliance and our strategy."

Amy didn't say anything, really grappling with what she should say. Finally she threw up her arms and gave a frustrated sigh. "It's just...my stupid sister is still here. She should've been eliminated, back in L.A." Jo blinked, realizing the only reason Samey didn't go home back then was because of her plan to get rid of Lightning. Amy went on. "She doesn't deserve to be here, not like you or me."

Jo didn't respond. She couldn't explain why, but curiosity was getting the better of her. She tried to hold it back, but she couldn't anymore. "Why...do you hate your sister so much?" Jo said abruptly.

Amy looked at her teammate with almost a look of disgust. Her face even surprised Jo, who stepped back. But the scowl faltered, and turned to a look of uncertainty. She thought about lying so Jo wouldn't ask again, but she something bothered her about that. She made her decision and sighed.

"Back when we were little, our parents ended up getting divorced. I never found out why, though. At least...until I figured it out for myself." She paused, catching Jo's curiosity again. "After that, we would go from house to house, every week. With Mom, it was alright, but with Dad...it was different. With Daddy, I could basically get everything I ever wanted. I got to ride in the car with him, in the front seat, we'd got out for ice cream every weekend and I got to go to the toy store whenever I got a good grade from school." She gave a small smile, feeling a little nostalgic. But it quickly soured as she went on. "But Spare-amy? Spare-amy got none of those things." She suddenly turned to face Jo. "And do you wanna know why?" Jo was now feeling very awkward, regretting her decision to ask in the first place. "It's because she's just a worthless copy of me. So she deserved nothing. That's why Daddy never gave her anything. I deserved it, while she deserved nothing."

She paused for a few seconds, allowing Jo to notice just how awkward her situation was. Finally, Amy annoyingly walked away, leaving Jo alone in the dimly lit hall.

Confessional (Jo): She stared at the camera, trying to find the words to say something. She looked around awkwardly. "I…I never thought I would say this but...I'm glad I don't have any siblings."

Static

"...And that's when Amy locked me in the boys locker room. It was mortifying and everyone called me 'Sam the Dude.'"

Dawn and Samey were walking through the first class section of the plane. Like Amy and Jo, neither had been able to find a briefcase. Samey had been recalling embarrassing moments that her sister caused for her.

"...And it only got worse during High School because we had almost all the same classes together. I never got a moment's peace with her." Her tone sombered as she looked down. Dawn gave a sympathetic look, as well as pat on the shoulder. Samey noticed this, and tried to change the mood. "S-Sorry about that I...I don't get a lot of chances to talk about this...I hope it doesn't bother you, or anything."

"Sammy, you've done nothing wrong." Dawn said, kindly. "You shouldn't have to apologize for talking about what's bothering you."

Samey chuckled and looked at her new friend. "...Thanks, Dawn. It's nice to have someone else to talk to. I just hope I get to see Jasmine soon."

"She sounds like a great friend." She stopped where she was and looked at the empty set of seats next to them. Samey stopped a few feet ahead and turned around, confused. "Would you like to talk about it?" Dawn motioned to the seats for them to sit down.

Samey was surprised, but smiled.

"But first…" Dawn pushed the recliner chair back, and lifted the leg rest. Strapped underneath it, was a briefcase (No star). She took it and handed it over to the Twin. Samey was again surprised by Dawn's generosity, but happily took the case and the two took a seat.

Duncan and Zoey were in the kitchen area of the plane. It had two large tables and several seats surrounding them. Zoey was looking under one of the tables, but Duncan had been standing in the middle of the room, deep in thought. When Zoey failed to find anything, she sighed and walked towards her teammate. "No luck, do you think we should move to the next room?"

Duncan didn't answer. Mostly because he wasn't paying attention. Zoey gave him a look. It took Duncan a few moments for the Ex-Con to realize he was being looked at. He saw Zoey's curious expression and blinked.

"What?" He said, unsure.

Zoey crossed her arms. "What's on your mind?"

Duncan soon realized why Zoey was looking at him and pretended to look busy. "Uh...you know, just wondering where Chris hid those stupid cases." He looked through a built in trash bin, pretending he saw it. "You know I think it might be in here…" He picked the trash, one by one and tossed them to the floor. Zoey frowned. Surprisingly, Duncan actually found a briefcase. Even he was shocked by it. He reached in and pulled it out, smiling at his prize. This one did not have a star on it. He gave an uncharacteristically wide smile. Zoey looked at him, uncomfortably. "See...right here. Told ya I'd find it. Now let's move on and find one for you and-"

"Duncan!" Zoey held out her arms, silencing the Ex-Con. He was caught off guard by Zoey's sudden outburst. He might have said something, but the Indie Chick cut him off. "Duncan, I know something's bothering you. I might have an idea on what it is, but I don't think you want to talk about it." Duncan put his arms down and started to calm down. "If you don't want to talk about it, fine. But stop acting like nothing's wrong. It's really weird, and to be honest, it's kinda creepy."

Duncan blinked for a few seconds, and to Zoey's surprise, he chuckled. "Sorry…" He said, still laughing. But he stopped, and looked more relaxed. "And thanks for not asking, I just…" He stopped. Then he held up the briefcase and focused on it. Zoey watched on, wondering what was happening. Finally, Duncan put his arm down and walked out the room. "I need to do something."

Before Zoey could ask, Duncan was already out of the room. Now it was just her, alone with her thoughts.

Noah was still by himself. He was walking back through the loser class. But this time, he had a briefcase in his arms. It didn't have a star though. He was just heading to the curtain, when he stopped. He noticed someone walking through it from the other side. He instantly knew who it was by her height.

Jasmine stopped in her tracks, right as she walked through the entrance curtain and the two locked eyes. A few awkward seconds of silence passed by, with neither teammates moving.

"Any luck finding a case?" Noah finally asked, meekly

Jasmine did, in fact, not have any briefcases with her. The Aussie sighed in annoyance and started to turn and walk out the other way, when…

"Do you need help finding any?"

Jasmine paused, halfway out the curtain. Noah decided to continue. "I'm small enough, maybe I can find one in a hard to reach area…"

Jasmine thought about what Noah just said. She was still mad at him, for all the terrible things he had said, and done, to her. But...she also really hated being empty handed. Noah watched her, hoping for the best. Reluctantly, Jasmine turned around and glared at the Brainiac. Noah looked worried.

"Fine." Jasmine said, annoyed. Noah started to smile, but Jasmine pointed at him. But don't say anything to me, got it?"

Noah smirked, and was about to say 'yes' but remembered what Jasmine just said, and instead nodded. Still annoyed, the Aussie walked through the curtain. Noah followed.

Duncan walked through the curtain, going in the other direction. Neither competitors took notice of each other.

He walked up to the entrance that separated the loser class and first class, and stopped. He looked at the briefcase in his hand, and sighed. He was about to walk through, when he heard a noise from behind him. He suddenly turned around and saw who it was. Gwen had just walked into the room, from the other side. She didn't see Duncan. She had the briefcase in her hand, and took a seat at the nearby bench. Duncan turned all the way around, and faced her. She still hadn't looked up. The Ex-Con took a step towards her. His foot step made Gwen look up. She was surprised when she finally noticed who was in the same room as her. She stood up quickly and turned to walk out.

"Wait, Gwen" Duncan took a step forward, but Gwen didn't stop. "Gwen, I need to talk to you."

"Well, I don't." She spat.

She was about to walk out the room, when Duncan chased her and grabbed her wrist. Gwen tried to shake him off, but the Ex-Con's grip was too tight. She looked pissed.

"Let go of me." She said coldly, glaring directly at him.

Duncan didn't. "I need to talk to you about something."

Gwen tried pulling away again. "I already told you I don't-"

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry." He said, abruptly. "Please, just give me a chance to talk."

He sounded desperate at this point. Gwen tried to pull away again, but gave up. She sighed and looked at him, still bitter. "Whatever."

Duncan sighed, still not letting go of her wrist. "I-I'm really sorry about what happened. Not just over the past few weeks, but everything. I was an idiot back in All-Stars, and I would give anything to take it all back." Gwen didn't say anything. She had turned away again.

"So you didn't mean to insult my-" She caught her words and quickly thought of something else to say. "When you insulted Courtney, was that just an accident?" She sounded bitter.

Duncan sighed again, cringing at his mistake. "I'd be lying if I said 'yes', but I was just really frustrated and I'm...I'm learning how to be a better person. Please...believe me."

Gwen slowly started to look up. She saw the pleading expression in the eyes of her ex-boyfriend. She was still mad, but knew Duncan wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. She sighed again, annoyed. Not at the Ex-Con, but for what she was about to do.

"Duncan…" She sounded defeated. "I'm still mad at you, for a lot of reasons." She paused, making Duncan think it wouldn't work. "But...once the merge happens, I'll...find time for the two of us...to talk. I'm willing to hear you out and...I will give you my final answer."

Duncan exhaled, feeling a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. "Thank you...Gwen." He remembered his hand, and released his grip on Gwen's wrist. This time, she didn't run. She quickly pointed her finger in the Ex-Con's face. "Don't get your hopes up." Duncan stepped back, surprised.

The two shared an awkward glance, before Gwen decided to leave. But as she walked out, Duncan spoke up. "I really missed you...while I was in jail."

Gwen stopped in her tracks. Duncan hoped she would say something. After a few more seconds, she continued walking, out of sight.

Confessional (Duncan): The Ex-Con had a huge grin on his face. He put both his hands behind his head and leaned back. "Mission...accomplished." Then a look of uncertainty appeared on his face. "I...think."

Jasmine and Noah were on the other side of first class. They had just found a briefcase, wedged behind one of the chairs. Noah was on his knees about to go in. He had put his case to the side. The Brainiac looked at the tall Aussie, and gave an awkward smile. Jasmine responded by rolling her eyes.

"Just get the briefcase out and give it to me." Jasmine barked

Noah sighed. "Don't worry. I already have a case, so I don't need to take another." He thought for a moment. "...or rather, I can't take another." He chuckled, trying to ease the tension.

It didn't work as Jasmine just gave him a dull look. At least she didn't look mad.

Noah figured he better do what he said he would do and walked towards the case. The gap was tight, so Noah had to wriggle around to reach it. Jasmine watched him.

"Hurry up." She said

"I'm almost there." Noah grunted. He was getting closer and closer to the case.

Jasmine suddenly realized something. She walked directly behind Noah and leaned in. "Does that briefcase have a star on it?" She said, panicked.

Noah was just about to grab the case. "I...don't...think so." He struggled to reach it, with his hand inches away. He was so busy focusing on the case, he didn't see a spider on the wall next to him. It jumped onto Noah's arm and crawled towards his face.

This startled Noah and he yelped in terror. He was so scared by what happened, he lost control of himself for a moment. He picked up his leg from the ground, as he was backing up, and kicked it. Problem was, Jasmine had been leaning towards him. She didn't have time to react to Noah's foot, and ended up getting kicked directly in the face. She grabbed her face and staggered backwards, groaning in pain. Noah crawled out from the crevice, brushing himself off. Fortunately, the spider was off of him. He sighed in relief. Unfortunately, he turned and saw the moaning Aussie, on the floor, clutching her nose. Noah quickly realized what happened, stood up and walked towards her.

"Jasmine, are you alright?"

He was about to check if Jasmine was indeed alright, but she pushed him away. Now Noah was met with the now pissed off Aussie. But her face wasn't red from her anger, it was from the foot mark on her face. At least, that's what he thought. She pushed him away, causing the Brainiac to stumble.

"You...Drongo!" She started to stand up, rubbing her face.

Noah stepped towards her. "Jasmine that was-"

Jasmine blocked him by putting out her arm. "Bugger off!" She sounded very bitter. "You're a liar. You haven't changed at all!"

She turned and walked out of the room, without a briefcase. Noah now looked disappointed. He knew the kick was an accident, but now he seemed to be right back at square one because of it.

Courtney was alone as she entered the cargo hold. She found several crates, most with nets around them, but some weren't. She had already discovered several cases on the way to the cargo hold, but had chosen to look for the one with the star. She looked behind and in-between the crates. She thought for a moment, taking in her surroundings. She noticed one specific crate, pushed up next to a wall. It wasn't strapped down like some of the others.

Curiously she walked up to it. She looked in-between it and the wall.

To her delight, it was another case. But she couldn't see if it had a star on it. She grabbed the crate and pushed it off the wall. It was heavy, but not too big to move. Finally, she got it out of the way, and the case fell to the floor. Courtney looked at it and grinned.

It did have the star on it.

She was about to pick it up, but stopped herself. She remembered the plan that was made with her team. It was nearing the 30 minute mark and they were all set to meet up soon.

Courtney had no idea if her team had found any other cases. She only knew Gwen had a case, but she also figured Gwen wouldn't like it if she put the needs of herself over the team. Reluctantly, Courtney decided not to take the case just yet. But she also figured it wouldn't be a good idea to leave it out in the open. But she also knew that it would be very hard to hide the case without touching it. She looked around and noticed a small tarp hanging on the wall. She picked it up and threw it over the case. Certain it was hidden, Courtney sprinted out of the cargo hold to find her team.

"...And by that point, everyone was finally over Amy shoving me into the locker room. But then she decided to dye my hair pink while I was asleep." Samey cupped her hands across her face. "I had to go to every football game, with bright pink hair. It was mortifying. All the parents were giving me awkward stares. And Mom just kept saying that everything was fine and that sisters like to play pranks on each other..."

Dawn nodded as Samey went on about the various ways Amy made her life absolutely miserable. She hadn't said much, but knew that letting Samey vent was the proper thing to do. The Twin sighed. "...and then, Pahkitew Island happened and after I was eliminated, I finally realized that I could stand up for myself and...I wanted to move out, but I was too young."

Dawn put her hands together. "What happened after that?"

Samey paused, before giving another long sigh. "Dad insisted that it was my fault that we lost...or rather than Amy lost. Like I was just there to keep her from getting eliminated." She sounded very bitter, and she frowned, looking down at the table. But to Dawn's surprise, her look quickly calmed down. "But Mom? Mom actually stood up for me. She finally stopped pretending everything was okay and...apologized to me. She actually helped save some money for my first apartment."

Dawn gave a very happy look to her friend. "I'm really happy to hear that, Sammy."

Samey returned it, then she chuckled. "You know? I probably should've gotten a therapist for this kind of thing, but with you, it's a lot less expensive."

The two shared a laugh. Neither cared about the challenge and were content with each other's company. Little did either of them know, out of eye sight, Amy was leaning on the wall, just outside the First Class area. She gritted her teeth and lurked away.

Samey got out of her chair and stretched her arms. "I'll be right back, I need to use the bathroom."

Dawn nodded, as her friend turned and walked away. It was quiet for a bit, which Dawn had no issue with. But the silence was interrupted by the sound of a curtain being moved. She turned around and went wide eyed.

Duncan had just entered the First Class section. He hadn't seen Dawn yet. He was standing next to a table, with a briefcase in his hands. Dawn looked over to it and noticed that Sanders was at the table. She was asleep. The Moon Child watched, in surprise, as Duncan put his briefcase onto the table, occupied by the sleeping cadet. He was being very careful not to wake her up. Once he put the case on the table, he started to back away. But he stopped when he realized his pale teammate was looking at him. The two uncomfortably locked eyes for a few seconds. Duncan looked very tense. He held his index finger up to his mouth signaling to Dawn not to say a word. The Moon Child didn't respond at first, but smiled and nodded. Duncan's mood immediately calmed down, and he mouthed something to her, before walking out of the room. Dawn couldn't be sure, but she was sure Duncan just said 'thank you.'

"Whatcha looking at?" Dawn almost jumped, as she turned around. Samey returned and sat back down in her seat. "Were you talking to someone?" She asked.

Dawn thought for a bit. "No. Just...thinking to myself."

Samey raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and went back to talking with her friend.

Courtney ran into first class, past Dawn and Samey. She paced around, waiting for the rest of her team. Sanders was still asleep in the spot they all left her. She didn't see the briefcase on the table. After a few seconds, Gwen and Noah appeared. Both had uncomfortable looks on their faces. Both were carrying briefcases.

"Let me guess." Noah sighed, looking at the goth. "Did you screw up big time too?"

Gwen rubbed her arm. "I hope not…"

The two noticed the panicked Courtney running towards them. "Ok, now that you two are here, we need to-." She blinked, and looked between her two teammates. "Where's Jasmine?"

Noah cringed at the mere mention of the Aussie's name. "Probably trying to avoid me…"

Courtney didn't bother asking. "We need to go now." She pointed to the door.

Noah slunked down in a nearby seat, still looking miserable. "What? Did you find something?"

"Yes, you idiot." Courtney whispered aggressively to him. She then finally noticed that her two teammates both had briefcases already. "Alright, since you two have cases already, come with me and keep guard while I get the star case."

"Where are we headed?" Noah mumbled, not really caring.

Courtney was now starting to get frustrated. "We need to go to the cargo hold, right now. Now get your lazy butt in gear and help us actually win this challenge."

Courtney seethed and, while Noah didn't change his expression, Gwen went wide eyed. And she wasn't looking at Courtney.

"Ummm...Court'." She pointed beyond where the CIT was looking.

Courtney turned around and froze. Behind her, standing near the doorway, were Jo and Amy. Both were smirking. Before Courtney could do anything, the two Bobcats turned around and ran through the door Courtney just came from. The CIT knew where they were heading and sprinted after them. Gwen followed from behind, leaving Noah to sulk by himself.

Confessional (Noah): He still looked defeated. "I already failed once today…" He let out a heavy sigh. "...That's enough for one day."

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The sudden shock of Gwen and Courtney running, woke the sleeping Sanders from her nap. She looked around, slowly getting her sense back. She yawned and looked down at her table. That's when she noticed the briefcase on the table. She wasn't sure how it got there. She also saw Noah, sitting by himself.

"Did Courtney or Gwen put this here?" She asked, pointing at the case.

Noah looked at her and shrugged. "No idea."

Sanders looked back at her newly acquired case, puzzled as to how it got there.

Jo and Amy quickly ran towards the entrance of the cargo hold. Courtney and Gwen followed close behind, but stopped just outside the entrance. The CIT turned to her teammate.

"If you find the case, don't just say that you've found it. Signal me and I'll take it." She turned to walk in, but stopped. "Unless you want it."

Gwen smiled, but shook her head, content with the case she already had. Courtney nodded and the two went in. Amy and Jo hadn't immediately hound the case. They didn't see the two Shark Cowboys enter. Quietly, Courtney and Gwen moved towards where the case was. But after a few steps, the plane suddenly started shaking. All four competitors tried to keep balance. Gwen and Amy grabbed a nearby pole. Courtney flung her eyes around. Jo couldn't grab onto anything and ended up falling to the floor. But the case that was behind the crate suddenly became unwedged and fell to the floor. Jo, Amy, Courtney and Gwen watched as the case became visible.

"It's mine." Jo declared. She took a step forward, but the plane shook again. Jo was slammed into the roof of the plane and back to the floor. "OW!" She rubbed her head. "What is Chef doing up there?"

Back at the cockpit, Chef was jiggling around with the controls, laughing maniacally. Chris watched him, in the co-pilot's seat. Then he looked at the camera and shrugged. "Look, we gotta make the challenge more interesting. Who ever said that I would make it easy for these guys? They've been through worse." He looked back at Chef. "Now, make the plane go down."

Chef grinned mischievously and pushed the controls forward, sending the plane downwards.

The four competitors still in the cargo hold, tried their best to hang onto something, but Jo and Gwen hit the ceiling and then fell back to the floor. The case was also sent up in the air briefly. When the plane leveled out, it bounced on the floor. Jo tried to lunge for it, but she mistimed the bounce and crashed into the wall behind it.

She rubbed her head in pain. She saw Courtney making her way towards her. Thinking quickly, Jo kicked the briefcase in her direction. Since she didn't grab it, the challenge still went on. Courtney saw the oncoming case, and ducked. Gwen wasn't as lucky, as the star case smacked her in the head, knocking her down in the process. The bounce sent the case up the stairs and out of the room. Jo got up and ran up the stairs. Courtney turned and chased her.

Dawn and Samey were still in their usual seats, but the Cheerleading Twin was noticeably shaken from the plane's sudden drop. Dawn...didn't look phased at all. The case bounced into the room. Both watched it, and before they could do anything, Jo ran in as well. The case kept bouncing, making it harder for her to catch. She looked up and saw Zoey entering the room from the other side.

"Hey, Red." The Jockette shouted. "Send the case my way."

"Huh?" Zoey stopped. She hadn't noticed the case. It bounced again on the floor and nailed the Indie Chick in the face. Jo smirked. The star case was now heading towards her. It flew through the air, towards her waiting arms. But at the moment, the plane tilted upwards slightly. It surprised the Jockette and sent her off balance. She reached and grabbed for the case, but ended up falling backwards. She watched the case, disappear out of her vision and bounce again, just missing her head. It went through the air again. Jo could do nothing but watch it head straight towards the waiting arms of…

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The CIT held the case up triumphantly. "Yes!" She screamed

Gwen, who was at the entrance to the cargo hold, with a case in hand, cheered for the win. Amy, who was standing next to her, groaned. Samey and Dawn got out of their chairs, while Duncan and Jasmine also entered from the opposite end. Noah also stood up, still with his briefcase.

"And it looks like the winners of the challenge are...The Shark Cowboys." Chris entered the first class section. While Gwen and Courtney hugged in celebration, Chris looked around. "And it looks like Gwen, Courtney and Noah will get to enjoy their prizes."

"Forgot one."

Everyone turned around to see Sanders, standing in front of them, presenting her case for their eyes to see. Courtney and Gwen were both surprised by this. Sanders noticed the expression, and, thinking about the case, looked at Duncan, who was helping Zoey to her feet.

"Thanks." Zoey said, clutching her nose. Duncan had a noticeable smirk on his face. Zoey noticed it. "What are you smiling about?"

Duncan nodded his head in the direction of the Shark Cowboys. Zoey noticed and immediately figured out it was about Gwen. She looked back at her teammate. "Did you have an actual talk with her, without accidentally hurting her? Physically or emotionally?" Duncan gave a proud nod. "Huh." Zoey said, before smiling. "Good job." She held her hand up for a high five. Duncan happily returned it.

"Alright, Bobcats." Chris cut in. "You guys aren't sending anyone home, but I will be sending all your butts down to the Loser Class. Because you are losers."

Most of the Vengeful Bobcats rolled their eyes at Chris, but Dawn and Samey shrugged, happy with each other's company. Amy eyed them as they walked away.

Confessional (Amy): "I might need to change a few things in my strategy…"

Static

As Duncan and Zoey exited First Class, Sanders watched the Ex-Con. He hadn't bothered to look in her direction. She then looked down at her briefcase.

Was he-?

"When did you get a briefcase?" Jasmine interrupted the Cadet's thoughts.

Sanders wasn't sure how to answer at first. She didn't have the exact answer, but now she knew that someone on her team didn't put the case on the table.

"Oh, it just kinda...dropped in front of me." Sanders chuckled. Jasmine shrugged at the answer.

"Alright, Shark Cowboys. Since your team won, you all get to enjoy whatever you have in your briefcases."

Gwen wasted little time and opened up her case. She was immediately surprised because in it was...a single bag of cheesy chips. Gwen was less than satisfied, but considering it was the best she was getting, she just shrugged and opened it.

Noah went to open his case next. But before he did, he looked at Jasmine. The Aussie was noticeably upset at the fact that she was only one, on her team, not to get a case. Noah looked back at his own case, and gave an unsure look. He contemplated opening it, but decided to step back.

"This doesn't feel right. I don't want it." He stood back, with his arms crossed.

Jasmine looked at the Brainiac, slightly surprised at this. Chris jumped in and took the case.

"Too bad. No trade-sies."

Courtney was excited as she opened her case. She snapped open the hatches, opened the case and found...nothing. Absolutely nothing. The CIT looked confused, and then annoyed.

"What is the meaning of this? I should be owed a prize."

Chris shrugged. "Well you got a nice briefcase out of it."

Courtney was about to go on a rant, when she remembered something. During the World Tour season, she remembered how Heather had thrown away a useful item that could've helped them in a later challenge. Courtney figured that the star case was her prize, and that she should hold onto it. She didn't say anything, but stood back with a grin on her face. Gwen offered some of the cheesy chips, which the CIT happily accepted.

Sanders was the last to open her case. Most of her team decided to go sit down and start relaxing. The Cadet popped the hatches and opened the case. Her prize was two metal keychains. One with an angry looking bobcat on it and the other of a shark, wearing a cowboy hat, riding a horse. She picked both of them up and eyed them.

"The producers were developing some merch for the season and wanted to give a cast member a prototype." Chris explained. He then started reaching towards them. "I'll just take the Bobcat one, since you don't need it."

Sanders thought for a second, before pulling away.

"No it's fine." Sanders said, a little defensively. "I figured...Macarthur might want a souvenir when all of this is over. So I think I'll keep both."

Chris was confused, but shrugged anyway. Sanders looked at her two keychains and, for the first time in a while, smiled.

But it was quickly interrupted by Chris, shoving her out of frame. He looked at the camera. "No elimination today, but with only eleven competitors remaining, that can only mean one thing...and you'll just have to find out what that is...next time on...Total...Drama...L...egends!"

So I kinda had to push myself a little to get this chapter out on time. You can mostly blame a lack of motivation and my own procrastinating habits. But it's here and I hope everyone enjoys it. This was a little different, because I focused less on the challenge and more on the character interactions. Which is probably why the climax feels a little rushed, but that's just me. I have a few surprises in store for the next few chapters, so look out for that. As always, peace be with ya.

Vengeful Bobcats: Amy, Samey, Duncan, Dawn, Zoey and Jo

Shark Cowboys: Gwen, Courtney, Sanders, Noah 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