Episode 4: "The Sport-A-Thon!"

Chris: "Last time on Total Drama Reboot… our campers were forced to compete in our first ever dumpster diving challenge, where there was lots of trash, lots of stink, and lots of humiliation. After some interesting events with tennis balls and a bear, the Goblins found themselves in the loser circle once again. And with that, AJ got the boot. Will the Goblins actually manage to pull out a win this time, or are they gonna fall victim to elimination for the third time in a row? Find out right now, on Total... Drama... REBOOT!"

Intro…

Liz was in the middle of a morning jog, mentally and physically preparing herself for the challenge she would later participate in despite not even knowing what said challenge would be.

Liz: "The first couple of challenges have been rough, and as much as I hate Michael's pessimistic attitude toward our teams' ability to succeed, I can't say I don't get it at this point. I'm not sure what it is that keeps making us fail, but whatever it is I need to find it and stomp it out…"

Soon ending her work out, Liz decided to break out into a full-on sprint, sweating profusely as she did so. However, upon doing so she eventually found herself crashing into Ronda, who was also jogging.

Ronda: "Hey, watch where you're going!"

Liz: "Sorry, sorry!"

Ronda: "Hmph…", she grunted before standing up, sticking out a hand for Liz immediately afterwards. "Looking for the hidden immunity idol, I'm guessing?"

Liz: "Uh… no? Though that isn't a terrible idea. Yeah no, I'm just out here for my morning exercises."

Ronda: "You don't need to lie, I'd understand if you were looking for it", she said with a look of indifference. The sheer bluntness of her statement caused Liz to pause momentarily, as she waited for her to laugh it off as a joke. Surely enough, the female Spider was dead serious.

Liz: "Am I… not allowed to just be out here to break a sweat?", she said with an awkward chuckle.

Ronda: "I never said that. I'm just saying it's the most viable option given the position you're currently in."

Liz: "What's that supposed to mean…?"

Ronda: "Isn't it obvious?"

Liz: "No, it's not… What do you mean 'the position I'm currently in'?"

Ronda: "Your team. I mean, let's be real here for a second—Liz is it?", she asked, gaining nothing but a suspicious glare from the Latina Goblin. "Right. Anyway, your team's been on a negative streak for these past couple of challenges, on top of the fact that my team has a number's advantage. And I intend on keeping that advantage, no offense to you."

Liz: "We'll see about that…"

Ronda: "Whatever makes you feel better. See you at today's challenge", she said, continuing her run.

Liz couldn't help but send a harsh glare her way as she ran off, even though she wouldn't see it. As much as she hated to admit it, both her and Michael from the episode before had a point. In spite of all of her efforts in the challenges and attempts to motivate her team mates to do better, they all proved to be futile due to stupid things; things that were often out of her control such as Sabrina being on her phone, Elliott being too weak to help, Michael not caring, AJ's incompetence, the list goes on. It's these thoughts that caused her to slowly walk back to her cabin with a frown on her face, rather than sprinting back like she had originally intended.

Later…

Gavin was in the middle of a compilation of wacky but investing dreams in the comfort of his water bed. Eventually though, he stretched his arms out and let out a light yawn before opening his eyes to Nikki, staring at him from the other side of the room. Of course, he yelped in surprise, but was more put off by the wide and eager smile on the Hawaiian girl's face.

Gavin: "N-Nikki? What are you doing in my room!?"

Nikki: "Oh! You're up early."

Gavin: "Yeah… I was planning on making breakfast for everyone today. Give the butlers a break, you know?"

Nikki: "Wow. That's pretty nice of you. Ooo, could you scramble my eggs for me?"

Gavin: "Scrambled eggs for the lady? You got it!"

Nikki: "Thanks, Gavvy!", she said before strolling out.

Gavin: "No problem. Wait, that didn't answer my quest—oh, bollocks, she's gone…"

Gavin: "Not to sound mean or anything, but Nicki kinda creeps me out. Seems like a nice enough girl, but some of the stuff she does around the island are quite out of the ordinary. Just the other day I was taking a walk and I saw her just allowing a scorpion to crawl around her face! Disgusting stuff, you know—"

Gordon: "She also sling-shots chewed up gum at people when they're not looking", he commented from outside the confession booth.

Gavin: "That too! Wait a sec—Oye, quit eavesdropping!"

Eventually the Brit built up the strength to get out of bed and start the day. As he was getting dressed, he heard a scream just as loud and fearful as Mary Anne's the episode before, except much deeper and masculine. He quickly ran to the commotion, stumbling on his pants as he ran while trying to put them on, and tripped upon getting on the scene.

Gavin: "What happened!?"

In the room that Gavin had ran to, he saw a disaster of a mess in the form of stains, wrappers, and throw up everywhere, with Aaron in the center. He sat there on both of his knees, staring in horror as three of his five duffel bags were now torn and empty, when they had previously been filled with emergency food.

Nikki: "Woah, this place is a real mess. Glad I don't have to clean it up!"

Aaron: "The horror… The horror!"

Ronda: "Ugh! Do you have to have to be such a pig?"

Aaron: "I didn't even get to eat any of it!"

Donnie: "Chill dude, you still got two more."

Aaron: "It's about the PRINCIPAL, dude!"

Aaron: "I can't believe someone snuck into my room and ate three duffel bags worth of my stuff… Seriously, dude. I mean, I would've shared some if I were asked, but the food just got taken. Who would do this…?"

Gordon: "Alright, the next time someone screams like that I'm just gonna ignore it."

Kevon put a hand on the boy's shoulder in an attempt to comfort him, when Gavin heard a sudden "Psst" come from the opposite end of the hall. He turned around and saw Natalia motion him to come to her room and, despite not knowing the reason, he obliged. The Brit entered the girl's room in a casual manner, looking around for her, only to notice that she had completely disappeared. To his utter shock though, he heard a sudden slam of the door behind him. He then turned around and saw Natalia, who was usually calm with an inviting smile, in a state of distress.

Gavin: "Natalia? What's wrong?"

She stopped for a second before turning around and saw Gavin's confused expression.

Natalia: "Okay, Gavin. I, uh, have something to show you. B-But you have to promise not to freak out. Okay?"

Gavin: "Um… Sure, I can do that."

Natalia: "Okay". She lightly pulled on the collar of her shirt and looked down into it. "Come on out, little fella."

The Brit almost immediately noticed red flags upon hearing those five words, but he chose to go along with it for her sake. That is until a large spider, roughly the size of his hand, crawled out of her shirt and leaped onto her palmed hands. Though its legs were relatively small for its size, its eyes were not. The eyes made up half of the body and they aimed themselves at the Brit, as if they were analyzing him.

Natalia: "Now, I know what you're going to say—"

Gavin: "KILL IT! KILL THAT BASTARD WITH FIRE!", he shouted as he grabbed the nearest object, a one-thousand-page book, and made an attempt to swing at the spider. However, the spider jumped in shock and crawled behind Natalia's back in sheer fear. Luckily for it, she managed to stop Gavin before he got a chance to land a hit.

Natalia: "No, Gavin! This is my new companion, Fuzzy!"

Gavin: "W-Wha-Why do you have that thing…?"

Natalia: "I was doing my weekly trip into the wilderness for inner peace exercises. I found him out by himself, cold, and hungry, so I decided to take him in and take care of him". By this point Fuzzy had crawled his way back onto Natalia's shoulder, still on guard for any sudden attacks from Gavin. He burped up a wrapper that, due to the breeze from the open window, flew into Gavin's face. Gavin, thoroughly disgusted, quickly removed the moist wrapper before noticing it was from a snack that he knew for a fact he saw Aaron take out of one of his bags once. The gears slowly began to turn in Gavin's head before he gasped dramatically.

Gavin: "HE DID IT!"

Natalia: "I didn't know at the time! I try to control him, but he sneaks out and eats whatever he sees!"

Gavin: "Why don't you just give him to Chris?"

Natalia: "I can't", she sighed. "This isn't just an ordinary spider, Gavin, it's a mutated one, and all mutants were captured and taken who knows where before the season started. If Chris found out about Fuzzy, he would call the authorities, and I don't know what kind of horrible treatment they would put upon him".

Gavin's eyes darted towards Fuzzy, who had a tear leaking from his eye. One of his eight legs pointed at the tear as it grew bigger and more defined, as if he wanted to make him guilty.

Jane: "Yo! Everything alright in there?", she asked, lightly knocking on the door.

Natalia: "Nothing! Gavin just saw a spider and got scared", she said, technically telling the truth.

Jane: "Alright then."

Natalia: "Look", she sighed after waiting for Jane to walk away from the door. "I couldn't hold in the secret any longer and you're the only person on our team who I feel has the most positive energy to tell without freaking out too much. That's why I'm trusting you with this secret and hope you won't tell anybody. Please, Gavin?"

Gavin: "Uh…Sure thing."

Natalia: "Bless your soul!"

Gavin: "Right… That thing doesn't bite, does it?"

Later…

That morning, Chris had ordered the contestants to come to the dining hall, as that's where he would announce the next challenge. As Sally cringed at her sloppy, disgusting food, her nose scrunched up as a strong odor suddenly filled her nose.

Sally: "Ugh! What is that!?"

Ajit: "Hey, guys", he said, walking over to his team's table with a basket made out of grass. "I found these Carolina Reaper's earlier; thought I'd bring em' back and share."

Sally: "God, those smell awful…"

Steven: "That's because Carolina Reapers are the hottest peppers on the planet."

Ajit: "I found em' out in the woods while I was looking for the hidden immunity idol. You guys can have some if you want."

April, being a person who enjoyed trying new things, shrugged and walked over and took a pepper. After popping one in her mouth, she waited, not really feeling anything. Her face then turned red before she gasped for air, running to the washroom so she could ease the heat with water.

Quipnay: "Well then… looks like the heat is jalapen her throat."

Michael: "Sooooo… Any luck finding that idol, champ?"

Ajit: "Nah", he said, not even realizing the fiendish intentions behind the question. "Pepper?"

Michael: "I'll pass…"

Surely enough, Chris burst through the door immediately after and took out what seemed to be a rocket launcher. However, instead of a rocket, it shot out a dodgeball and hit Jeff square in the face.

Jeff: "Ow! Weak!"

Chris: "Alright, campers… Who's ready for the first ever Total Drama Sport-A-Thon!?"

Quipnay: "Total Drama what-a-thon?"

Steven: "If I had to guess, it's probably got somethin' to do with sports", he said sarcastically.

Chris: "You'd be correct, Steven. Here's how this works. Each team will set out five people to randomly pick a sport. Rules will vary from game to game, obviously. Now, the team that wins the most games will be staying the next three days in the spa hotel, while the losers will stay in the regular, crappier cabins, which the Goblins are all too familiar with at this point."

Jeff: "Hey, that's a low blow, Chris."

Elliott: "Don't sweat it, guys. We have two super strong athletes on our team. We got this challenge in the bag", he muttered, prompting Quipnay to gasp.

Quipnnay: "Whenever someone predicts they'll win, they always lose!"

Elliott: "Wait—huh!?"

Sally: "Quips… That's ridiculous…"

Quipnay: "Tell that to Team Victory from World Tour!"

Quipnay: "I've seen every episode of Total Drama at least twice, and one of the things that annoyed me the most throughout World Tour was how badly Team Victory was losing. They had some off the kindest, most genuine people on the entire show, and it was so upsetting to see them all go because their name is practically a jinx!"

Chris: "Well, that happened. Oh, and I almost forgot. Oh intern!", he shouted, prompting confused looks from the contestants. Shortly after though, they all came to realize what Chris was plotting when Sabrina had walked in from the kitchen, now wearing the red shirt and green pants combo that interns on the show were known for wearing.

Goblins: "Sabrina?!"

Sabrina: "Hi…", she said with an awkward wave and smile.

Steven: "Uh… not to be an asshole, but didn't we eliminate you last week?"

Sabrina: "I managed to convince Chris to let me be back on the show after hours of sucking up and begging. That, and I had to give up nearly every cent I had to convince the producers. I wanted to get more screen time so I could hopefully get my own spin off show of some sort, but now I'm seriously reconsidering…"

Chris: "Relax, Steven. She's back as an assistant and nothing else. And she'll start her job by leading you all to the challenge area."

Sabrina: "Sure thing…", she said with a fake smile

Later…

The Spiders and Goblins had done as Chris instructed and followed Sabrina outside, many relieved that the challenge would seemingly be more grounded and less dangerous than the previous too, and others still shocked by the fact that Sabrina was back; the most surprised of the bunch being Elliott, who got butterflies in his stomach upon hearing her voice.

Gordon: "Fuck. Wish I had gotten that shit on camera", he complained.

Aaron: "Got what on camera?"

Gordon: "That kid getting wrecked by that dodgeball."

Kevon: "Didn't Chris take your camera on the first day?"

Gordon: "Shshsh, Chris doesn't need to know about this, it's just a spare, hands-free mini camera. I'm using it to record footage for ."

Aaron: "What's that?"

Gordon: "It's this kickstarter website where I take videos of peoples fails and post it. Every one thousand views I get I make ten dollars."

PJ: "Why are you on Total Drama if you have your own money-making website."

Gordon: "Because the views I've gotten so far suck, and I was hoping taking vids of Total Drama contestants getting hurt would spike my popularity."

PJ: "Yeah… I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with you taking videos of me for a profit."

Jane: "Neither am I."

Gordon: "Relax, you two. I'll make sure not to include you in any of the shots. Cool?", he asked as the two female Spiders rolled their eyes.

Eventually, the two teams had made their way to the area in which they would perform their next challenge. However, some were confused upon finding out said area was just a random part of the island with a lot of grass.

Chris: "Ugh, took you guys long enough…"

Kevon: "Uh, Chris? You sure you got the right place?"

Cecil: "Yeah, I'm pretty sure most sports take place on some kind of court or field."

Michael: "Probably because your only experience with sports is watching them on TV", he joked, causing Jeff to chuckle, and earning a glare from Cecil.

Cecil: "Joke all you want, least we're not the ones with two L's in a row."

Jeff: "Yeah, he's got us, there."

Michael: "Shut the fuck up, Jeff", he said, his mood quickly souring.

Chris: "Alright campers, back to me. To answer your question, yes, we will be playing on a court of sorts. With this!", he said, before pulling out a small remote with a variety of different buttons.

Donnie: "What's that?"

Nikki: "SHH! Let the man talk!"

Chris: "Thank you, Nikki. This little doohickey is a little something special the producers came up with in between seasons, which was installed while the island was getting cleaned up. With a push of a button, I can turn any part of this island into whatever I want. Observe."

To feed into the contestant's curiosity, the host pressed a button that resulted in a snow cloud forming over their heads, instantly dropping the temperature and making them all shiver.

Natalia: "T-T-This goes against e-e-every law in n-n-nature…", she said, shivering.

Chris: "It does. But it also gives me an excuse to use it in today's challenge", he said, before turning the small, cold portion of the island back to its original form. "Now, Spiders, since you won the previous challenge, I'll let you do the honors in spinning the wheel for the first sport."

Jane: "I'll do it. C'mon, give momma dodgeball!", she said as she spun the wheel, which soon landed on soccer.

Chris: "Okay, campers. You have two minutes to pick five players to volunteer. Go!"

Upon request, the Spiders and Goblins split off and quickly began to discuss who would be best fit to participate.

Ronda: "Alright, people. Who are we sending in?"

Cecil: "Who cares. We're already leading 12 to 10, with Ronda on our team we'll make it 12 to 9 no problem", he said, still trying to get on her good side, only to be met with an eye roll.

Natalia: "You know, if you keep giving off energy like that, the universe will course correct and cause our downfall."

PJ: "You actually believe in that crap?"

Kevon: "Nah, she's got a point. You keep talking trash like that it's gonna come back and bite us all in the ass, dude."

Ronda: "Especially since the Goblins are gonna be trying extra hard to win this challenge now that they're down two members. We need to be on our A-Game at all times. Everyone got that? Good. Now let's go out there and win this thing!"

Meanwhile…

Liz: "Alright, guys. Who's going up?"

Ajit: "I'll go. I got this special spin technique that guarantees goals every time."

Liz: "Okay. I hope you're right. We really need to win this challenge..."

For the Goblins, Liz, Ajit, Michael, Elliott, and Gretchen volunteered. Ronda, Donnie, Kevon, Mary Anne, and Gordon volunteered for the Spiders. The small area of grass then shifted into a soccer field with replicated white nets on opposite sides, with Elliott and Gordon being goalies for their respective teams. The whistle was tweeted by Chris and both Ajit and Mary Anne fought over the ball with their legs until Ajit eventually managed to steal it and head for Gordon.

Ronda: "Sharpen up, Spiders! Enemy team incoming!"

Ajit, with extreme precision, managed to kick the ball with enough strength to propel it forward and ricochet off of both Kevon and Mary Anne's faces.

Ronda: "What the— ", she shouted before getting hit as well, at an angle to where it bounced up into the air. The Indian boy then proceeded to jump and spin in the air at a speed matching that of the ball before kicking it as it came down. Unfortunately, he kicked it the wrong way, prompting Elliott to scream for dear life as he dived out of the way before the speeding ball hit the Goblin's goal and granted the Spiders a point.

Steven: "What the fuck was that!?", he shouted, sharing the same expression as his fellow team mates.

Chris: "Point goes to the Spiders! Alright, back into positions, people!"

Liz: "Good job… Now, how about trying to kick the ball into THEIR net!", she scolded as the ball got put back into place. This time, Mary Anne managed to get the ball instead of Ajit, and was surprisingly making good distance on the field in spite of expectations. However, she was quickly getting closed in by both Liz and Gretchen, a fact noticed by Donnie before a lightbulb went off in his head.

Donnie: "Ronda, get behind me!", he requested, earning a confused look from Ronda. "Just do it, I have an idea!"

Naturally, Ronda complied with his order in spite of usually being the one to hand them out. Donnie then proceeded to pick up the pace to get closer towards Mary Anne before initiating his plan.

Donnie: "Hey Anne, your make up looks like trash!"

Mary Anne: "What did you just say!?", she shouted in both anger and confusion before she turned around and, somehow, someway, kicked the ball even harder than Ajit did. Ronda, quickly catching on to Donnie's (who had just barely avoided the attack via ducking) plan, put all the force her body had into kicking that ball back into the Goblin's net, causing Liz's jaw to drop at the completely out of left field strategy she had witnessed.

While the Spiders were winning, Natalia felt Fuzzy crawling up her stomach. She lightly opened up her shirt while no one was looking and saw that he was hungry. Apparently, several duffel bags of junk food weren't enough to appease his appetite.

Natalia: "Excuse me, friends. I have to, um—use the restroom", she said to PJ.

PJ: "Whatever."

As Nat fled the scene, the Spiders made use of an effective strategy to solidify more points; said strategy being to make sure that Liz and Gretchen don't get the ball at all costs, as they were easily the most athletic members of their team. Michael and Ajit weren't pushovers either, but getting the goal into Elliott's net proved to be child's play as he was too afraid to risk getting hurt by the sheer force that Ronda was using to kick the ball. Soon enough, the Spiders managed to snatch the win with a solid score of five to zero.

Chris: "Aright, Spiders, since you guys won the first game, you get to decide the next one. Who's spinning?"

Ronda: "I'll do it", she said before spinning, and eventually landing on Ice Hockey. Soon enough, both teams quickly began to strategize once again on who should go and who shouldn't.

Ronda: "Okay, I say after each round you guys take a break to get your energy back."

Cecil: "That sounds like a great idea."

Ronda: "So Kevon, Donnie, Gordon, and Mary Anne will sit this one out. Gavin, Cecil, PJ, and—wait, where's Natalia?"

Jane: "Heck if I know."

Gavin: "Maybe she went to go use the bog?"

Ronda: "Whatever, we'll worry about her later. Jane, you'll swap out for Natalia. C'mon, people, let's go!", she said, clapping.

Jane: "Yo, we're not animals. You don't need to talk to us like we are."

Ronda: "Just get ready", she said, immediately shutting down Jane's complaint.

Meanwhile…

April tugged on Sally's sweater to get her attention before using sign language to communicate.

Sally: "April says that Liz and Gretchen should go every round since they're the most experienced with sports, and that three people should rotate every game."

Gretchen: "I no good on ice… Very slippery."

Sally: "Oh… Well, that's fine, I'll just play for you this round."

Michael: "That's a good idea, except you're forgetting one thing."

Sally: "What's that?"

Michael: "Elliott does not get to play anymore."

Elliott: "Wait, what? Why?"

Michael: "I mean, do I really have to spell it out?"

Elliott: "Yes! You can't just exclude me from the game and not tell me why!"

Steven: "Uh, I don't wanna be that guy, but I've never seen a goalie jump out of the way of a ball, let alone five times in a row."

Ajit: "Yeah, you suck, Elliott!"

Jeff: "You're one to talk. Least he didn't kick the ball into his own goddamn net…"

Ajit: "Look, I messed up, I get that. But I got this now. Just pass the small black thing to me and I'll score all the points!"

Steven: "You mean the puck?"

Ajit: "Yes, the puck."

Steven: "Oh my god…"

Michael: "Alright, so it's me, Liz, Ajit, Steve, and Sally. Awesome. To the bleachers you go, four eyes."

Elliott: "Aw, come on, man—"

Liz: "Yeah, I hate to sound shallow by saying this, but you're not exactly the most… physical player on our team, and we really need this win, Elliott", she said before the geek sighed and sat down, earning a sympathetic look from Sally as he did so.

As the Goblins strapped on their gear in preparation for the next game, Steven began to uncontrollably slip. Upon attempting to stand up, he would simply fall flat on his ass, making a loud thump for the rest of his team to hear.

Steven: "Alright, pretending none of that just happened". Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sally giggling uncontrollably, doing her best to do so quietly.

Steven: "What?"

Sally: "I saw that."

Steven: "No you didn't. You saw nothing."

Sally: "Here, let me help you up."

Steven: "No, I'm go—oh, boy!", he said as she lifted him on his feet by surprise. She sensed he was about to fall again and put her hands on his shoulders to stabilize him. "Uh… Thanks?"

Sally: "No problem. Try not to do that during the challenge, alright?", she joked.

Steven: "Heh heh, no promises", he said with an awkward laugh.

As she walked away and prepared for the game to start, Steven smiled at her before preparing as well. However, upon turning around he noticed that Jeff was giving him a not-so-subtle smirk.

Jeff: "Okay, Casanova, I see what you got goin' on here", he teased.

Steven: "Oh, you can fuck right off right now."

Jeff: "Lemme tell you somethin', Steven, I'm a lot of things, but blind ain't one of em'. I saw the way you were smiling at her just now! I know this stuff when I see it."

Steven: "Yeah?"

Jeff: "Hell yeah."

Steven: "Checkup", he said as he hit the puck into Jeff's groin, causing him to fall to the ground immediately after.

Jeff: "I'm not even playing!", he groaned in pain.

Liz: "Stop playing around, guys! The game is about to start!"

Eventually, both teams got into positions before Chris blew his whistle, kicking off the fast-paced, chilly chaos as the contestants fought over the puck. The game was long and very drawn out, to the point where both teams were quickly losing energy and the will to continue, with the exception being Ronda and Liz. Despite being rather calm about it, close observation showed that Liz was furious on the inside. No matter how hard she tried, Ronda was just barely stronger and faster than her. That reason alone caused the Goblins to lose yet again with a score of 5-1. Her fury only soured as the wheel Ronda spun had landed on an eating contest. Everyone took one look at Aaron before mixed reactions erupted, with the Spiders cheering and the Goblins staring in awe.

Chris: "Alright, campers. For this challenge, we'll only need one person from each team to participate. Who's going?"

Aaron: "I'll do it!"

Aaron: "I knew I was put on this earth for a reason… And that reason was to give the Spiders victory by eating! Huh… That is a very weird sentence."

Chris: "Spiders, win this round and you win the Sport-A-Thon, and the Goblins will have to face yet another elimination ceremony."

Liz: "We are so behind right now, and I've tried everything! Motivational speeches, getting a somewhat good breakfast, and trying my best to do better, but nothing works! Maybe Michael was right…"

Michael: "Hey, Ajit", he whispered. "You still got those Carolina Reapers on you?"

Michael: "The team was going to—well, more to shit than usual. Normally I wouldn't really give a shit, but I couldn't just sit back and watch us lose another challenge, because soon it's gonna end up being my ass who gets booted off just because of this goddamn losing streak we're on right now."

Ajit: "Yeah, why do you ask?"

Michael: "Perfect. Don't worry, guys, I'm about to earn us a point. Unless that kids throat is heat proof…"

Liz: "Woah, woah, woah—what are you doing?"

Michael: "Saving this teams ass."

Liz: "Not by cheating you're not."

Michael: "Nah, you're not serious."

Liz: "Uh, I'm deadly serious. If you wanna cheat you might as well go sit in the bleachers with Elliott."

Michael: "Okay", he said with a chuckle. "Listen Lizzie—"

Liz: "It's Elizabeth to you. We are not friends", she said with a passive aggressive smile.

Michael: "Okay, 'Elizabeth', here's the deal. We're on a losing streak right now, alright? We're down two members and we're about to be down a third if we don't flip this challenge around quick. You say all we have to do to win is 'work reaaaaaly hard for it'? Well, that's what we've been doing for the past three challenges, and that shit doesn't fucking work. No amount of bona fide Disney bullshit is gonna change that. So now all I have to ask now is… do you want to win or not?"

The athlete met the glare from Michael's eyes with her own, with every fiber of her body trying not to give into his pessimistic logic. However, out of the corner of her eye she saw her other team mates eying the situation with mixed loyalty, as some sympathized with her will to play the game fairly but also didn't want to go to yet another elimination ceremony. The fact itself was already making it difficult to resist the temptation of cheating, but the sad looks from her team mates and the risk of failing them is ultimately what caused her to cave.

Liz: "Do what you want…", she sighed, causing Michael to grin. He walked over to a table with a hundred hotdogs on it before purposefully bumping into Aaron, making him drop a napkin that he was planning to wrap around his neck.

Michael: "Woops. My bad."

Aaron: "No problem, dude."

As he bent down to pick up his napkin, Michael quickly placed several Carolina reapers near the bottom of the large stack of hotdogs.

Michael: "Good luck, man."

Aaron: "Gee, thanks! Man, you Goblins sure have good sportsmanship."

Chris: "Alright, boys. You two have five minutes to eat as many hot dogs as possible. Hurling or otherwise leaving the sitting area will cause an automatic DQ. Ready? Set? GO!"

Ronda, confident that Aaron would win the eating challenge, left the field so she could find Natalia. She would've thought that she had went to the bathroom, but immediately shot the challenge down upon realizing how much time had passed between rounds. She then considered the possibility of the Asian Spider going AWOL and ditching the team. In spite of the fact that they were winning by a wide margin, the mere thought irritated her. However, she was surprised to see Nat sprinting back towards the challenge arena, sweating bullets and breathing heavily.

Ronda: "Where have you been?", she asked, stopping Nat in her tracks.

Natalia: "Ronda! Hi! W-What brings you out here…?"

Ronda: "Don't change the—"

Aaron: "WATER! I NEED WATER, STAT!", he said, running from the same direction that Ronda had came from.

Ronda: "What the—", she exclaimed, before running back into the challenge arena. "What the hell happened here!?"

As she made her way back, her eyes immediately shifted towards Michael, who had not even managed to eat five hot dogs off of his plate. He had an arrogant, half guilty look on his face, as if he knew he did something wrong and was proud of it, while simultaneously sucking the juices off of his finger before taking it out and making a sweet popping sound as he did so.

Chris: "I don't know what Chef put in those hot dogs to make Aaron freak out so bad, but running away counts as a forfeit. The Goblins win a point!"

Michael: "Win a point for the Goblins", he said as he yawned. "Prove Liz wrong, and get a decent meal for once on this island. Yep. This is definitely a victory for me."

Ronda: "One… two… three…Okay. No worries, we're still leading 2 to 1", she said as Michael spun the wheel, eventually stopping on Archery.

Chris: "Archery! The way this challenge works is each member of the 10 participants will get three arrows. Where your arrow lands on the target determines how many points you get. The team with the most points win's this sport. If the Goblins win, we go into a tiebreaker. You have one minute to decide who's going."

Ronda: "Okay, Gordon, you're up."

Gordon: "What's up?", he said, way too focused on secretly recording footage.

Ronda: "We're doing a challenge… Remember?"

Gordon: "Oh, yeah, sorry, no can do. Sprained my ankle on the soccer challenge", he faked, holding his leg.

PJ: "How do you sprain your leg by standing still…?"

Gordon: "Hey, bein' a goalie's tough work", he said, prompting PJ to roll her eyes.

Ronda: "Fine… Natalia, Nikki, you're up."

Nikki: "Ooo, fun!"

The competing contestants soon made their way to a ledge, with several targets placed in front of them; said contestants being Ronda, Natalia, Kevon, Cecil and Nikki for the Spiders, and Michael, Liz, Steven, April, and Quipnay for the Goblins.

Chris: "One last thing. Oh inteeeern", he said, before Sabrina handed out green glasses similar to the ones the contestants in Revenge of the Island used for the obstacle course.

Kevon: "Um, Chris? What's the deal with the glasses?"

Chris: "I forgot to mention. Chef and I figured this challenge wasn't hard enough, so we're giving everyone these glasses to make it a little more challenging."

Kevon: "Ugh! I can't see anything in these!"

Ronda: "Never mind that. Just focus and the poor sight shouldn't be an issue", she ordered.

Nikki: "Yeah, Kevon, just have fun with it!", she said before shooting her arrow. However, instead of hitting the actual target, she hit the metal bars below them, causing the arrow to ricochet into Gretchen's arm and make her scream out in pain.

Chris: "Medic!"

Nikki: "Whoops…"

Kevon: "Yeah… Probably not a good idea to give her a bow and arrow."

Cecil: "You're telling me…"

After the game had started, Ronda had been staring intently at her target, keen on making sure the Goblins didn't get another point. She managed to hit the center three times in a row, grinning maliciously as she lifted up her glasses and saw that Liz had done the same thing. She then looked and saw that Michael's glasses were barely lifted, to the point where he could see clearly while maintaining the illusion that he was wearing the glasses properly.

Ronda: "Hey—!"

Chris: "And the Goblins secure yet another win!"

Ronda: "No way! That is totally unfair! Michael wasn't wearing his glasses!"

Michael: "I don't know what Michael you're talking about", he said as he bumped his head down to completely cover his eyes. "I was wearing my glasses."

Chris: "Didn't see it. Sabrina?"

Sabrina: "Didn't see it, don't care."

Chris: "We have our verdict. Onto the next challenge!"

Ronda: "Okay…I know in the army everything is fair game, and you have to do what you have to in order to win. Only reason I've been playing fair so far is because I thought I'd get disqualified, but obviously that's not the case. You'd better watch your backs, Goblins. The gloves are coming off…"

Ronda shot a glare in Michael's direction, thoroughly pissed that not only did he have the gall to cheat, but that nobody asides from her seemed to notice or even care. As she silently counted to herself to ease her rage, the wheel landed on dodgeball.

Jane: "YES! Finally! Step aside, boys, cuz I'm earning us another three days in that hotel."

Ronda: "Good. Now let's stomp those stupid Goblins into the dirt…"

Chris: "Okay, campers, since this is the last sport we're gonna be playing today, let's make it a banger. For this challenge, five people from each team will be getting on the court. If your team manages to get everyone out, that's one point. First team to three points wins immunity for their team, while the losers will send someone to the dock of shame. You can opt to tag people in and out of the game at any time between rounds. First round starts in two minutes."

Liz: "Alright, team, we're really close to winning this thing! Now, who're we sending out?"

Elliott: "I think it's my turn."

Michael: "The hell it is. Not when we just lost our most valuable player."

Liz: "I think you should sit this one out, Elliott."

Elliott: "But I sat the other ones out", he complained.

Liz: "I know, I know, but we're really close to actually gaining a victory here. We can't risk it. I'm sorry…"

Elliott: "Understood…", he said as Sally patted him on the shoulder.

Michael: "Alright, guys", he whispered. "Little strategy I learned playing dodgeball growing up. Focus on two things; dodging, and throwing all of the balls at one person. No way they can dodge all five of them."

Steven: "Interesting. I like this strategy."

Liz: "Alright, Goblins! Let's win this thing!"

The two teams sent their volunteers onto the court, with the Spiders having Ronda, Jane, Donnie, Mary Anne, and Gavin, and the Goblins having Liz, Michael, Steven, Jeff, and Sally. As the Goblins were quickly gaining traction against the Spiders, Jeff had a relatively confident smile slapped on his face. However, said smile quickly faded and was followed by a nervous gulp upon noticing the cold, death glare from Ronda that was aimed at the entirety of his group.

Jane: "Smell that, boys?", she asked, prompting Gavin to sniff his arm pit.

Gavin: "No?"

Jane: "That's the sweet scent of victory!"

Jeff: "Oh, you're goin' down! Get ready to lose, because we're gonna take these balls and—um—throw them at you! Uh—yeah", he said, trying to mask his nervousness by sounding cool.

Steven: "Really. THAT'S your trash talk?"

Chris: "Alright, campers. Dodging begins… NOW!", he said, before blowing his whistle.

Before any of the Goblins had any time to react and pick up their balls, Jane had managed to pick up one of the balls on the Spider's side of the court and throw it with so much force that it launched Jeff several feet back, thoroughly knocking the air out of his lungs.

Jeff: "Ow! Goddammit!"

Gordon: "Ooohoohoo, sick!"

Minor setback aside, Michael's strategy worked out about as perfect as he expected to. Despite the level of experience Ronda and Jane had, the Spiders soon fell like bowling pins, completely caught off guard by the surprisingly effective strategy. However, eventually Ronda picked up on the strategy and focused entirely on dodging herself.

Gavin: "Ronda, catch!", he shouted, catching her attention as he tossed her a ball. Though this distracted her and thus gave the Goblins ample opportunity to trample her with balls.

Ronda: "Ow! You—idiot!", she grunted.

Gavin: "Sorry! Gah!", he shouted, as he was soon taken down as well, giving the Goblins the first point that round. As Chris gave the teams another minute to swap members, if necessary, Donnie had huddled his team together.

Donnie: "Guys, I think I picked up the Goblin's strategy. They're throwing everything they've got at each of us individually so it's harder for us to dodge."

Mary Anne: "No kidding, sherlock…"

Gavin: "Seriously? Well, what the bloody hell are we meant to do then?"

Ronda: "Okay… not that GORDON cares, but I've got an idea…", she said, directing everyone's attention at the still sitting Spider. "Focus entirely on dodging and nothing else, make them drain all of their ammunition. Then mimic their strategy but throw one ball at someone else to catch them off guard."

Jane: "Mmm… That's a good ass idea."

Gavin: "Okay then. Let's do it!"

The Spiders, much to the Goblin's surprise, managed to perfectly counter the Goblin's strategy with their own. It's because of said strategy that they had managed to gain a point on the Goblins, and were on their way to claiming yet another one. While the Spiders were making their comeback, Elliott sat out on the bench, understandably upset at the circumstances.

Sally: "How are you feeling, Elliott?"

Elliott: "Huh?", he responded, suddenly shooting his head up.

Sally: "You look pretty down over here by yourself."

Elliott: "Oh—yeah. Yeah…"

Sally: "The others are still in the middle of a match. Do you wanna talk about it?"

Elliott: "I'm just—I'm fed up, man. We're about to lose, and I'm probably gonna get booted when I haven't even gotten a chance to play. A REAL chance", he sighed, crossing his arms over his legs while all Sally could do is give him a look of sympathy.

Sally: "Yeah, wouldn't seem very fair."

Elliott: "You think they care…? Man. One of the reasons I came on this show was to show people that I could achieve things, even with the lack of muscle. Now I'm about to place 22nd place while barely being able to participate. Do you know what it's like to get looked down and limited for something you can't control?"

Sally: "No. But my sister does."

Elliott: "What?"

Sally: "My sister, April. She's deaf. Her entire life has been her being limited and devalued just because of her disability. Even as kids she would get passed notes making fun of her condition and I'd see her in tears afterwards. It's so stupid…"

Elliott: "But…Your sister's doing pretty well this game, isn't she?"

Sally: "She is. But no matter what, to some people she'll always just be a 'dumb blond who can't hear'. It pisses me off beyond belief."

As Sally completed her previous statement, the final Goblin fell, making the current score 2 to 1 in the Spider's favor. Many of the Goblins noticed how Ronda's cold, hard glare had now turned into a malicious smirk, which did nothing to help their confidence. However, unbeknownst to her, Sally gained a look of determination herself, before she grabbed Elliott's hand

Elliott: "Uh, Sal…? What are you doin'?"

Sally: "Come on. You want a chance to prove these people wrong? Well, you're about to get it."

Elliott: "I am?"

Michael: "Uh, what are you guys doing? No way in hell is he getting swapped in, we're already one point away from losing."

Sally: "Lay off."

Michael: "Are you—are you serious? He's gonna get out in like 5 seconds!"

Liz: "He does have a point, Sal…", she admitted, surprising Michael.

Sally: "Aren't you the one who's always talking about 'giving our all' Liz…? And 'working as a team'? Constantly picking on one player and refusing to let them play goes against that in every possible way. We shouldn't be disregarding players just because they're different, we should be using the strengths and diversity of our team mates. That's real team work, not whatever this is. I thought you of all people would understand that."

In the line of desperateness that Liz was feeling in regards to winning the challenge, she had ignored her own morals, both by discouraging team work and giving into cheating. She felt ashamed; so ashamed that all she could do was nod and step aside, which caused Michael's mouth to drop open. Before he could further protest against the decision to let Elliott play, Chris blew his whistle.

Chris: "It's a half hour show, people. Get into position!"

Michael: "Fine…But I'm tellin' you this right now. If we lose this challenge, I'm making it my mission that this bastard leaves", he grunted, causing Elliott to nervously gulp as a response.

As the fourth round started, both teams were desperately putting in one-hundred percent force to beat the other, with each contestant slowly dropping as the seconds went by. First Cecil, then Sally, then April, then Kevon, then PJ. Surprisingly though, Elliott's skinnier, lighter frame made him more agile and much harder to hit than the other members of his team. Even with that in mind, the geek was barely a priority for the Spiders as they knew he likely wouldn't have been able to strike them out. Eventually though, it came down to Elliott on the Goblins, and Ronda and Jane on the Spiders, a duo that caused most Elliott's team to collectively drop their jaws.

Gordon: "Easy out, ladies. Easy out."

Jane: "Ronda?"

Ronda: "The pleasure's all yours."

Jane: "Nice. Sorry, hon. But that master bedroom is mine!", she shouted, before launching the ball at full force. Elliott's eyes widened and time seemed to slow down. In a blink and you miss it moment, he took one look at the ball he was holding and, within a second, raised it at an angle to where it would bounce off and ricochet back to Jane and Ronda, tying the score.

PJ: "Woah…", she said, matching everyone else's stunned expressions.

Sally: "Elliot, that was incredible!"

Jeff: "Yeah, where'd you learn to do that?"

Elliott: "Pretty easy, actually. I just calculated distance, Jane's throwing speed, the type of ball it was, and the radius of it to find out—"

Liz: "Never mind all of that. Could do you do it again?"

Steven: "Uh, I don't think he could pull that stunt again, especially not with Ronda on their team."

Elliott: "He's right. I have a couple of ideas, but—"

Liz: "Great, use them."

Elliott: "B-But what if I screw up and we lose."

Liz: "Elliott, please, this is our last chance to win a challenge. What else do you have to lose?"

Elliott: "Okay. I have a plan…"

With that statement, the two teams took their positions and prepared for battle. Given how desperate both teams were at that point, the Spiders played more aggressively, while the Goblins relied on Elliott's brains and strategy; the match was about as even as possible, taking as long as 20 minutes just to get to the last two people, Elliott and Aaron. His plan had been to slowly take out the other Spiders, regardless if it meant his team falling as well, and to have Aaron be the last member standing. Due to how long the match had been going on, Aaron was sweating like a dog and moved very slowly; Elliott's plan worked, as he simply walked over and lightly threw the ball at his head.

Chris: "In a shocking turn of events, THE GREEN GOBLINS WIN!", he shouted, causing the Goblins to erupt in joy and rush towards Elliott. The geek couldn't be happier that his plan and quick thinking earned his team the win, but he also got recognition for it as his team proceeded to lift him up and carry him away from the challenge area. Everyone except Michael, of course, whose expression soured rather quickly before he slowly but surely followed his team, hands in pockets as he did so.

Chris: "Spiders… what happened, guys?"

Gordon: "Welp. Think we all know who's going. And so do my followers, holy shit."

Ronda: "Are you fucking serious? You were doing THAT instead of helping!?"

Kevon: "Not cool, Gordon, man, not cool."

Gordon: "What? I helped with the challenge."

Jane: "Not just that. I know damn well I told you not to record me."

Gordon: "Yo, chill the fuck out, I can just blur your faces out in post. Besides, what're you gonna do, boot me? At least I was here. Fuckin' Nat's been MIA for most of the challenge. Yeah, don't think we didn't see you sneak away, tree hugger", he said, causing Natalia to wince."

Chris: "Well, I guess we'll just have to see at tonight's ceremony."

Ronda: "Yeah, we will…", she muttered before walking off and being followed by others.

Gordon: "Yeesh, sensitive much? Man, can you believe them?", he said, earning harsh looks from Kevon, Donnie, and Gavin alike.

Later…

The male Spiders, like the rest of their team, had begrudgingly moved their stuff out of the hotel and into the smaller, crappier cabins before they had to go to voting.

Aaron: "Aw, cheer up, guys. It's not that bad."

Gavin: "Easy for you to say, mate. I'm gonna miss that cool, sinking feeling of a water bed…"

Aaron: "Yeah… Oh well, I call top bunk!", he shouted, before placing a hand on the bed Cecil was planning on using.

Cecil: "Yeah, that is so not happening."

Donnie: "But man, did you guys see how mad Ronda was?"

Cecil: "Can you blame her? I'd be pissed too if I were a team leader and lost a winning streak like that."

Chris: "Attention, campers. Please report to the mess hall immediately", he said over the intercom.

Donnie: "That doesn't sound good."

Kevon: "Yeah, we're probably in deep, deep trouble", he said with a sarcastic grin on his face.

A statement that the male Spider would quickly swallow upon entering the mess hall as instructed. Much to everyone's utter shock, they had found the entirety of the mess hall to be completely destroyed; tables were flipped, food was splattered all over the wall, a few of the lights had fallen, and there were several holes in the floor boards. Accompanied by this destruction was a, to put it lightly, very pissed off Chef.

Chef: "I go out of my way to cook for you kids three times a day, slaving over a hot stove, taking time out of my relaxation sessions, and all for little pay… and you do this to me?", he said as everyone stood in silence, considering the fact that he was carrying around a butcher's knife.

Chef: "Anyone got anything to say?", he asked as Gavin raised his hand politely.

Gavin: "Pardon me, Chef—"

Jane: "Shut up", she muttered.

Gavin: "But if it's any consolation—"

Jane: "Shut up…"

Gavin: "We could just help fix the place up."

As if the Brit hadn't just made a generous offer, Chef slammed the knife into the wall and raised him up by the shirt.

Chef: "It ain't about y'all fixing it, it's the principle! You kids are gonna fix my kitchen, alright! No one leaves until this place is cleaner than when the season started!"

Jane: "I told you to shut'cho ass up!", she whispered aggressively to the Brit. As Chef was about to exit, he turned around and made one last statement.

Chef: "Oh, and one more thing. When I find out whoever did this, you're done. Finished. Taking the Dock of Shame. GONE!", he said before slamming the door.

PJ: "He… He's not allowed to do that, is he?"

Chris: "You think I'm about to get between a man with a bunch of knives and his kitchen?"

Jeff: "Yeah, never mess with someone who's got a shit load of knives—"

Chris: "Anyway… Spiders, march your way on down to the bonfire ceremony. It's time to send one of your fellow arachnid pals, home", he said, as they all left the Goblins to the beginning of a long, laborious night.

Quipnay: "Is it a bit quiet in here now, or is it just me, heh heh."

Later…

For the first time in the season, the Spiders were finally finding themselves seated at the iconic bonfire ceremony, that fans of Total Drama knefw all too well. Many of them were nervous, even though they already knew the likely candidate who was going home.

Chris: "Campers… There are only 11 marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come and claim your marshmallow. The camper who—"

PJ: "Does not receive a marshmallow must immediately head towards the Dock of Shame, ride the boat of losers, and can never come back. Yeah. We've all seen the show."

Chris: "Yeesh… Feisty mood, eh? Whatever. First marshmallow goes to…"

Jane

Ronda

Cecil

As Cecil claimed his marshmallow, he couldn't help but brush up against Ronda, still insistent on making a strategic connection with her. And much like last time, he was met with a glare to match his attempt at a charismatic smile.

Kevon

Donnie

PJ

Mary Anne

Gavin

Nikki

Aaron

Chris: "Campers… This is the last marshmallow of the evening…"

Naturally, Natalia was in a state of distress, as she obviously wanted to stay and win the million dollars. However, she had realized and understood why she was on the chopping block and was being humble about it. Maybe Gordon was right. Maybe it was selfish of her to put the needs of a random mutant over her team. Meanwhile, Gordon had a smug grin, as if he knew for a fact that the marshmallow would go to him.

Natalia

Natalia: "Lovely", she gasped. "Bless you all!"

Gordon: "Wait, are you serious!? Nah, y'know what, that's fine. Who needs this dumb show anyway, when I've got thousands of fans and their support!", he ranted, before a rock was thrown at his head. "Ow!"

Mary Anne: "Support that, asshole!"

Gordon: "Whatever…"

Chris: "Enjoy the rest of your evening, Spiders. You're all safe. For tonight… Oh, and ya might wanna get back to Chef, otherwise he might get TO'd. Laters!"

Later…

Natalia: "Friends, I most appreciate you not voting me off", she said as she was getting ready for bed.

Ronda: "Don't get too self-righteous, you're not out of hot water just yet."

Natalia: "Yes, I promise, my priorities will be on the game strictly."

Jane: "Man, I'm just glad this night is over. Darn Chef, all those damn splinters weren't nothin' but a pain in my behind."

Mary Anne: "I hear that. If I wanted to fix and built shit I would've gone to work with my dad as an arctic tech."

PJ: "I think you mean architect."

Mary Anne: "Whatever."

Nikki: "But man, the way those floor boards were spiked up due to the lights falling through! Awesome!"

There was a short pause as all the female Spiders stared at Nikki.

PJ: "Nikki… you didn't wreck the kitchen, did you...?"

Nikki: "Me? Oh, no, you'd KNOW if I did it for sure", she said as she started to silently laugh to herself.

PJ: "Okay then…"

Nikki: "Anyway, goodnight, my fellow arachnids", she said as everyone proceeded to go to sleep. As the rest of the female Spiders drifted off to deep sleep, Fuzzy climbed into Natalia's arms.

Natalia: "What you did was very bad, Fuzzy. Very bad", she whispered, prompting Fuzzy to look into her eyes and give a sad, sorry look. "Yes, I know it takes a lot to feed you, but eating and wrecking Chef's kitchen was not reasonable."

The mutated spider, feeling guilty for his actions the past couple of episodes, rested his head on her chest, hoping she wasn't fed up enough to completely abandon him.

Natalia: "Don't worry. I'll never let anything bad happen to you. I promise."

Meanwhile…

The Goblins, after about a week of staying in crappy cabins, were completely awestruck by the quality of the spa hotel. To many of them, it was even more impressive than they would have thought, most likely as they were already used to the much worse living conditions. Unlike the Spiders, however, they immediately got ready for bed as they were very much tired from fixing the mess hall, but still very excited knowing they'd get to spend the next couple of days uninterrupted within luxury.

Steven: "Aw dude, a water bed!? I call dibs", he shouted, unconsciously shoving Jeff and Ajit out of the way.

Elliott: "Today's challenge actually went a lot better than I expected. Sure, I didn't get to play for most of it, but I honestly couldn't care less. I finally got to show people that I can succeed in games like this. HA! Take that Bryce Jonis!"

As the geek was preparing for bed, he noticed Michael walk past, still holding that sour expression from when the challenge was concluded.

Elliott: "Night, Michael", he said, not even taking into account the look on his face.

Michael: "Fuck off."

Elliott: "Wait, what—"

Michael: "Let me guess. You're here to rub in the fact that you 'proved me wrong' and 'carried our team to victory'…"

Elliott: "Uh, no, that wasn't my intention at all", he said, followed by a short silence. "Though now that you've brought it up…"

Michael: "Oh, here we fuckin' go."

Elliott: "I mean, c'mon dude, you gotta admit that you were being a little shallow back there. These past two challenges you've done nothing but put me down because I'm not as physically fit as you, and now that I proved that wrong and won the challenge for us, you wanna be a sour puss about it."

Michael: "Oh yeah, you won the challenge for us alright. I mean, all I did was bag us two points, but you deflected a dodgeball. Truly, you're the hero of the story and deserve all the credit."

Elliott: "Is that what this is about? You're upset that nobody thanked you or gave you credit?" he asked, gaining no response. "Dude, I'll be the first to admit that you helped a lot today, regardless of what anyone says. Now you need to admit that I contributed as well, and that we both deserve recognition for our efforts."

Michael: "Fine", he sighed. "I'll admit it. Maybe I was a bit of a dick back there…I'm sorry."

Elliott: "That's all I wanted to hear. Now was that so hard?"

Michael: "Hey, I said sorry. Don't be a dick about it."

Elliott: "My bad, my bad. Well, here's to hoping that brains and your brawn further help our team obtain victories", he said, sticking out his hand for Michael to shake.

Michael, assuming that was an indication that he himself wasn't smart, rolled his eyes before shutting the door. Unfortunately for Elliott, his finger got jammed inside.

Elliott: "YOW! Okay, okay, maybe the brains and brawn's comment was a bit much! Could you open the door please?", he pleaded, only to be disappointed by the sound of the door locking. "Alright, t-thanks, man…"