Chapter Twenty-Three: Camp Castaways
Chris: [narrating] Last time on Total Drama Island, in a special episode, we visited the kicked-off campers at their resort of rejects, Playa Des Losers!
[A shot of the resort mansion opens the recap as several campers are shown lounging around as Chris gives his narration – Prince John and Daffy sunbathing; Robin diving into the pool; Rarity, Applejack, and Bugs at the island bar; and Ivy and Fox at the grill. The host's arrival to the Playa during the episode serves as a transition to the next set of clips]
We learned that Robin and Fox are still strong for Wolf, particularly the latter, wink, wink, Charlotte continues to be random and find randomer things, and Aquamarine and Fiona are still bitterly licking their wounds.
[the two foxes are shown talking to the camera, a pair of clips are shown with Charlotte rising out from the water, along with her finding Robin's swimsuit, and then the scenes between Aquamarine and Fiona, particularly their engagement at the table, are displayed]
In a shocking twist, we let the losers vote out one of the final five campers.
[the footage skips forward to the campers assembled poolside in the evening as Chris addresses them, followed by several shots of the contestants in panic mode]
Except, it wasn't, it was all an elaborate prank by yours truly to stir the drama, and trust me, we got some great reactions from that lot, hehehe.
[the realization of Chris pranking the campers is followed by their glares and scowls at the unapologetic host]
So the remaining campers got saved from joining the others in Loserville, population; still seventeen!
[a reused shot of the campers at the bonfire pit from the previous episode is shown, followed by a shot of the eliminated campers at the pool. The recap finishes with the host at his usual post on the Dock of Shame]
Chris: Who will be voted off this week, in the most dramatic Campfire Ceremony yet? Find out tonight on Total…Drama…Island!
(Fade to Opening Theme)
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doin' fine;
You guys are on my mind!
Ya asked me what I wanted to be,
And now I think the answer is plain to see!
I wanna be...famous!
I wanna live close to the sun!
Well pack your bags, 'cause I've already won!
Everythin' to prove, nothin' in my way;
I'll get there one day.
'Cause I wanna be...famous!
(Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
(Fade to Episode)
[It is raining heavily as the episode opens on the Dock of Shame, with Chris standing at the end of it beneath a dark brown umbrella]
Chris: [waves] Welcome back to Total Drama Island! This week, we've prepared a bizarre episode full of surprises. For instance, take this weather! Rain is not an easy thing to control, let me tell ya! But, we figured the five remaining campers were gettin' off way too easy. So, we pulled some strings, and voila!
[The shot pulls back out just as the host is struck by a bolt of lightning and yelps]
[The scene cuts to the cabins, where several puddles have formed outside and four of the campers loiter on their porches]
Loudspeaker: Listen up, campers! One of the most grueling challenges of any summer camp experience is the dreaded rain day, where all activities with even the remotest possibility of being fun are canceled, in favor of the Craft Tent! The forecast for tomorrow? Rain, rain, and more rain, followed by rain.
[Wolf is trimming a stick with his claws and rolls his eyes while Katz yawns in boredom. Angelina sitting down right below the canopy scowls at the loudspeaker while Carmen looks off to the side as she leans on the railing]
See you all in the Craft Tent tomorrow, at 0700 hours!
Angelina: Ugh, this weather is horrible, the ground's so wet and muddy, I don't see why anyone would walk in it.
Katz: Welcome to England, this kind of weather comes with the territory, I would know, and I'm sure you would.
Wolf: As I'm sure you'd know about a lot of things, wouldn't you?
Katz: Your tone suggests that I'm not saying something, something of importance?
Wolf: Yeah, nice bit of flattery on your part, code and charismatic, that's a fitting combo.
Katz: [blinks in realization] So you know about "it".
Wolf: I've got my sources.
[Wolf looks over at Angelina, who turns away as she notices Katz also looking in her direction]
Katz: [narrows his eyes at the white mouse] Interesting…
Carmen: Isn't that sweet, the bad boys are getting along.
Katz: I don't see a pair of angels where I'm standing either.
Carmen: Touche…by the way, has anyone seen Mao Mao?
Wolf: Nah, haven't seen him since this crap weather started.
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: So I made it to the final five, a feat I knew would be accomplished in some manner. My remaining competition doesn't look like it'll be too hard to handle, so I'd say I'm good in for the running. I will say, I don't think I'm "in" that group per se, which might pose an issue on its own.
[static buzzing]
[the scene flashes to a couple shots of both duos; Wolf and Katz during the bike and hunting challenges, and Angelina and Carmen from the beginning of the triathlon and hunting challenges]
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: However, if I can count on the Screaming Gophers having a numerical advantage over the Killer Bass, perhaps it's nothing to worry about.
[static buzzing]
[Thunder crashes through the skies above Camp Wawanakwa, and with the rain showing no signs of letting up, the four campers still outside wordlessly decide to take refuge in their cabins. Carmen closes the door to the girls' cabin, and Katz closes the door to the guys', and a tense tune begins to compete with the weather's volume]
[The scene flashes ahead, revealing that the common area has begun to flood. The cabins are still on high ground, but other parts of the camp are not so lucky. Birds fly past the camera and a series of objects begin to float by: first an Adirondack chair, then the Arts and Crafts Center, a log ridden by a trio of raccoons, and even a squirrel perched on top of a metal periscope]
[The camera pans up to the sky and the scene progresses forwards accompanied by the sound of a loon and an angelic chorus as the rain is replaced by the sun]
[Chef begins to ring a handbell, the shot moving back to show him standing on the porch of the mess hall with a pot of something next to him. Chris rides up on his ATV, a look of mild concern on his face]
Chris: Hey, Chef, you seen the campers?
Chef: No! And I peeled a whole bag a' rotten spuds! [lifts up his pot and shows off the spoiled potatoes within]
Chris: [scratches his head] Hmm, I can't find them either! Come to think of it, I can't even find their cabins!
[The camera zooms out from the host's perturbed face to show an empty clearing and a few cinder blocks where once stood a pair of buildings]
[The scene cuts to one of the cabins floating on the water. In the foreground, a few things float by – mostly chairs, including one being ridden by a trio of raccoons, but more importantly a bunk bed with Carmen on top and Angelina on the bottom, both sleeping calmly]
[Wolf opens the door to the cabin with a yawn, taking a step and falling into the water. The splash wakes up Angelina, who cries out when she sees the water so close to her, and also fell in. That splash in turn causes Carmen to stir, and with a shout of "What the?!" she becomes the third camper to fall into the lake]
Katz: [yawns] What on Earth is go-[his eyes widen at the sight of the water and quickly backs up]
Angelina: Wh-Where are we?! Where's the campgrounds?! In fact, where's the island?!
Wolf: [spits out water] Where the hell did all this water come from?!
Carmen: I don't know, maybe you should ask the leeches. [pulls up on her arm to shake them off]
Angelina: [feels the same on her arm] AAAH! Get off, get off! [violently shakes her arm to get the leeches off] Ooooooooh, how did we end up here, and where are we even going?
Wolf: Ya' know, this is so ridiculous, it's almost kinda funny…
[a shark fin goes past the lupine before it circles past the girls, forcing all three to yell and leap from the water]
[The footage flashes ahead to show them and Katz clinging to the post and railing of the lone cabin. They shiver as they watch the girls' bunk bed collapse into the lake, and a freshwater shark jumps out of the water to take a bite out of a passing chair]
Carmen: Something tells me those aren't going to be enough to satisfy their hunger.
Katz: That's not even taking into account Mao Mao's ambiguous fate.
Angelina: Oh my God, Mao Mao!
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: And that's not even mentioning the time I burned down the village art gathering, it was like a ticking time bomb up in that place, not to say Pure Heart isn't a target for random stuff happening, but growing up where I did, it was the equivalent of walking on thin ice, all the time.
[static buzzing]
[The camera cuts outside, revealing that the outhouse confessional has also been swept away from camp and is now adrift in the middle of an unnamed body of water. Mao Mao opens the door and gapes]
Mao Mao: What the?! How did I end up here?! Where is everyone?! Hello! HEY! S.O.S.! Legendary hero in distress! HEEEEELP!
[The scene cuts to Wolf's boots as they step onto sand, the camera pulling back to show that the cabin has beached itself at an odd angle and its four passengers have ventured onto dry land. A variety of plants dot the area; oddly, several are in pots]
Angelina: Okay…so we're basically stranded in the middle of nowhere on a deserted island…hehe, wonderful. [a few strands of fur stick out]
Katz: Oh, yes, "deserted island", anyone with common sense can see that this is just another ploy by our host to drive us insane. [picks up a rock] As evident by his cheesy attempts at set design. [chucks into the trees, only for a coconut to fall on his head] Ow!
Wolf: Look, I'm pretty sure we just floated downstream, the producers will notice we're gone and send a search party.
[static buzzing]
Chris: Just to set the record straight, my sets are not cheesy! I lost three interns moving those rocks into place. And about that search party? [crosses his arms and shakes his head] Nuh-uh! Those campers are on their own!
[static buzzing]
[The scene cuts over to Chris and Chef, still standing outside the mess hall]
Chris: So I guess that means craft day is canceled…aaanyways, I'm starved, let's eat!
Chef: [suddenly looks down in disbelief] You actually wanna eat this slop?!
Chris: Shyeah, right! I meant the breakfast buffet back at our camp.
Chef: Cool.
[Chef gives Chris a thumbs up and a snickering push on his companion's chest. Chris playfully plushes him back, the force of which annoys the hulking man enough for him to frown and shove the host off-camera]
[static buzzing]
Wolf: So, what to do stuck on an island with three lunatics? Simple, try to survive and make sure I don't end up going crazy myself.
[static buzzing]
Angelina: Of all the places to end up, it had to be on a deserted island. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take before my mind goes completely out the window.
[static buzzing]
Carmen: So I thought to myself; they left me out here, with no food or water, to basically die with a group of strangers.
[static buzzing]
Katz: Mental note; if you're going to sign up for a reality show, do not fall for the same traps you put out yourself.
[static buzzing]
Wolf: [lies down on a rock] Well, I say we wait for help to arrive.
Carmen: Oh, yeah, I'm sure we'll be out of here in three weeks, if we make it that long. I suggest we build a raft and make it back to camp.
Angelina: Oh, yes, I agree with that, the sooner we get off this island, the sooner we get back to civilization.
Wolf: Yeah, there's just one problem, do either of you two know where to go, we're literally surrounded by water.
Angelina: I'm sure we'll figure it out…right? Don't you have one of those fancy gadgets that will change into a raft?
Carmen: Unfortunately, the gadget that did that got soaked, along with the other things in my coat. So we'll have to build this one manually.
Katz: Please, we're not lost, this is merely an attempt to test our shipwrecked survival skills, which I'm not falling for, McLean.
[static buzzing]
Chris: [mockingly] Oooooooh, I'm so scared!
[static buzzing]
Katz: I'm going for a walk. [walks to the left]
[static buzzing]
Katz: Things were getting really tense, you have to remember that we were soaked, covered in bug bites, and starving. Naturally, I kept my wits about me, because unlike most people, I know how to remain calm and collected in the face of adversity.
[static buzzing]
[Katz pokes his head out of the bushes and smiles at what he found]
Katz: Perfect, no sleeping on the beach for me.
[The shot pans out to reveal a large and well-built treehouse nearby, with a ladder leading up to its front porch from the beach]
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: Okay, so I'm currently stranded out at sea, with nothing to eat, and I'm stuck in an outhouse of all things, not looking so great right about now. But there's got to be land somewhere around here, I mean, we're in Muskoka! [suddenly feels something bump outside] What the?
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: [opens the door to find himself beached on the sand] Ha…haha! I, I made it, I'm on land! [pulls out his sword] I knew nothing could stop the legendary hero! [runs out onto the beach] By returning back, I will have preserved my integrity and-GAH! [drops his sword] Wait a minute…
[The shot pans out to reveal to show what looks like the skull and partial skeleton of a Tyrannosaurus rex]
[static buzzing]
Chris: The T. rex skull was my idea, hahaha, did you see the look on his face? That was worth every intern!
[static buzzing]
[The scene shows Katz standing on the treehouse porch and looking over the land below]
Katz: Not too bad a view…you three, if you're done playing Junior Rangers, I found us a place to-
[As Katz opens the door, a skeleton suddenly drops in front of the feline, causing him to gasp and take a step back, falling onto the sand]
Katz: OOF! What on Earth?!
[Wolf, Carmen, and Angelina walk up to find the treehouse while Katz rubs his back from the fall]
Wolf: Still alive there?
Katz: It was just a little fall, my back is mercifully intact. [climbs back up the ladder]
[The scene cuts back to Mao Mao laying down on the beach]
Mao Mao: I've just got to find food somewhere, find food, find the others before…starvation and…hallucinations…[his eyes briefly turn into spirals]...wait, are those coconuts? Saved!
[static buzzing]
Chef: Will someone please explain to me why there are palm trees and coconuts up here? We're in northern Ontario!
Chris: They were leftover props from the 'Bigassic Park' movie shoot. [Chef gives him a look of disbelief] What? We're on a budget!
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: [cracks another coconut] This stuff might taste bland as dirt without sugar…[puts it over his mouth to drink]...but in my current state, who am I to argue? At least I've got food, I can't even begin to imagine what the others are dealing with. They're probably lost, hungry, gone insane…I have to find them. I'll search this whole island if I have to! Anything at all to SAVE THEM! [holds his sword up]
[The scene cuts back to Katz poking at the skeleton]
Katz: Hold on, this is just like when we were sent to Boney Island. As if I needed a reminder about our host's cheapness, now he's recycling challenges. Very original, McLean!
Angelina: Okay, but that doesn't solve the issue of us being stuck on an island with no way of getting home!
Carmen: Which is why we need to build the raft, get off the island and sail to the nearest town to call for help. Because we're going to die otherwise!
Wolf: I would say the producers are looking for us, but knowing their track record, it's safe to say they're not the smartest individuals around.
[static buzzing]
Chris: [annoyed while unaware of Chef's grin] I'm gonna let that little comment pass…
Chef: [blinks and nods] Hmm…[holds an index finger behind Chris' head as he closes his eyes while nodding]
[static buzzing]
Katz: You lot can go get lost at sea, I'm going to stay here until help arrives.
Angelina: Help isn't going to arrive when they don't even know where we are!
Katz: Fine, new rule; every camper for themselves.
Carmen: Fine, Angelina, you're with me!
Katz: Fine, Wolf, you're with me!
Angelina and Wolf: Fine!
[Carmen and Angelina climb down the latter while Katz walks back into the treehouse as Wolf sticks around on the porch]
[static buzzing]
Katz: I was so much better off without those anchors dragging me, it's not my fault if they choose to get even more lost.
[static buzzing]
Wolf: Okay, so maybe splitting up wasn't the best idea, but at that moment, I couldn't care less so long as it shut everyone up.
[static buzzing]
[Carmen and Angelina walk away from the treehouse, eyeing their male cohorts who look down at them from the top from an upward panning shot]
[The scene cuts to black before the episode coninues]
[The scene shows Mao Mao hiding behind some bushes with only his eyes visible]
Mao Mao: An important rule of surviving on your own, make sure that you can keep an eye out for intruders…no one can be certain what lies within the dense foliage of the forest…traps…carnivorous predators…local tribes…it's all a mystery.
[At that moment, something sharp flies past, causing Mao Mao to make a hasty retreat. It cuts to Wolf holding a set of sharp rocks]
Wolf: Damn, nothing yet, and I've been out here for ten minutes…
[Wolf's left ear flicks at the sound of something rustling behind him, causing him to don a toothy grin and sharpened claws]
Wolf: [leaps into the air] I got you now! [lands in a bush and mercilessly claws into whatever's in it] Might be small, but it'll last…
[The scene cuts to Wolf having caught an assortment of food, fruit consisting of bananas and pineapples, and even some small prey mixed into the pile]
Wolf: Prey and Produce Delight, that's what I call a meal…[looks over to see a massive egg settled in a nest]...and talk about one hell of an omelet!
[Wolf is seen having taken the egg from its spot before the shadow of something large and winged passes over the scene, accompanied by a prehistoric cry]
[Back at the area surrounding the treehouse, Carmen and Angelina are in the process of tying several logs together with vines as Wolf arrives with his food, looking up]
Wolf: Hey, where'd you get that chocolate?
[The camera cuts to Katz looking out the window with an unwrapped chocolate bar in his hand]
Katz: Oh, just found it in the treehouse, nestled in a lovely gift basket for yours truly, among other things.
Angelina: Hold on, you've got food up there? You need to share it with us!
Katz: Oh no, I believe I said "every camper for themselves", meaning this is all mine, and since we're alone on the island-
[A loud, howling roar echoes around the beach, causing everyone to freeze in shock]
Katz: -Or not…
[The scene cuts to Mao Mao leaning from behind a tree]
Mao Mao: A true survivor must always be alert, vigilant, never caught off-guard by anything…
[The same roar echoes around the black feline, causing his eyes to dart in all directions]
[The scene immediately cuts to Chef Hatchet blowing into a conch shell, producing the howling roar that had echoed through the area, in front of a large green tent where the food is served]
Chef: Brunch is served.
Chris: Aaah, brunch. Such a civilized meal, don't you think? You've already digested your brekkie, but you're not quite ready for lunch. Ooo-hoo-hooo, hollandaise! You've outdone yourself, Chef!
[Chris sticks the sauce in his mouth and pulls his finger back out with a faint 'pop'. Chef smiles and sounds the conch again, the scene cutting back to the campers as the roaring sound once again fills the air]
Katz: It's just those stupid hosts trying to scare us!
[Carmen hears a growl and looks around the area, covering her stomach]
Carmen: Whatever it is, I don't wanna know. [begins to push her raft out with Angelina]
Katz: You don't even know where you're going.
Angelina: Who cares? So long as we get back to civilization, I want out of here!
Wolf: I'll trade you my egg for a ride.
[static buzzing]
Carmen: The last thing I needed was the raft being overcrowded…but I was starving.
[static buzzing]
Carmen: [her stomach growls again, this time with Angelina's as she covers hers] Deal!
Katz: Wait, what?!
[The scene flashes to Katz running up to the departing raft]
Katz: Hey, where do you think you're going?! You can't just leave me here!
Angelina: Who says we can't? The last thing we need is someone sketchy joining the cruise. [paddles with Carmen on the other side]
Katz: What the…fine, go on, leave! I've managed before, you'll all be stranded before you know it!
[static buzzing]
Katz: I've dealt with being on deserted islands before, and every time I've come back just fine, it's no weight on my shoulders if they get lost at sea…well, maybe one of them…
[static buzzing]
[The scene cuts to a streak of black running through the bushes]
Mao Mao: My quest to find my fallen comrades will not be undeterred, for I, with my knowledge and instinct of the wilderness, will conquer the jungle and return everyone back to society, back to civil law and ORDERRRRR! [holds his sword up and begins to slash through the greenery]
[The scene moves back to the host and cook, a tropical party beat filling the air as the focus is placed on a limbo bar set to the highest notch in the foreground. In the background, Chef sits on the ground by a trailer and beats on a drum as Chris comes into view, leaning back and passing under the limbo bar]
Chris: Ah, fun in the great outdoors. Too bad the interns are missing it. We should send them a video of this! Good times!
[The scene cuts to Wolf, Carmen, and Angelina out at sea]
Wolf: Could this ride be any slower?
Carmen: This isn't easy with my convenience working, so maybe put a little more effort back there.
Wolf: Doesn't matter the effort, we've rowed in a circle at this point. See, there's the shore.
[The camera shows the beach with pawprints and cracked coconuts. It then flashes to the trio docking on the sand]
Angelina: Um, I don't think this deserted island is so deserted…
Wolf: What's next, the brink of insanity?
[At that moment, a large goose with sharp teeth hovers over them, screeching the same prehistoric cry from before]
Angelina: Oh crumbs!
[As the three try to disperse, the goose swoops down and clutches Wolf on his shoulders, picking him off the ground]
Wolf: Oh, you've got to be kidding!
[Quickly, Carmen reaches into her coat to shoot a lasso up at the goose. She successfully does so, but it then pulls her up into the air]
Carmen: WHOA!
Angelina: Carmen, Wolf! Wait for me! [runs after the two airborne contestants]
[The scene cuts to Katz standing at the top of the treehouse while Mao Mao peers his head out from the bushes]
Mao Mao: [leaps out shooting several arrows, his face now covered in red and white paint] WHATTAAAAAAAAAAH!
Katz: [ducks for cover] What in bloody hell?!
[The scene briefly cuts to Wolf and Carmen still stuck or hanging onto the monster goose while Angelina runs through the trees and bushes before cutting back to Mao Mao aiming upward]
Katz: Hold your fire, it's just me, Katz!
Mao Mao: [puts his bow down] Katz?
Katz: [leaps down to the sand] Just what on Earth are you playing at? What happened to your face?
Mao Mao: Hoooooo, you've no idea how much of a relief this is! [pulls Katz into a bear hug, much to the latter's surprise]
Katz: Ah, do you mind?
[At that moment, Wolf and Carmen pass overhead and then fall down onto a palm tree before landing in the sand]
Carmen and Wolf: OOF!
[Angelina comes into the scene, having sustained a few twigs and leaves on her]
Angelina: [panting] I…I finally caught up…with you…Mao Mao?
Mao Mao: Oh, thank God! We're all finally together, let's keep it that way.
[Suddenly, a giant python drops onto their shoulders]
Mao Mao: Oh, let me rephrase that, HEAD FOR THE HILLS!
[The quintet rushes up the ladder as fast as they can before a flash shows them all looking down at the python]
[The scene moves back to Chef and Chris, seated on stools on opposite sides of a stump, sipping coffee brewed using a coffeemaker on the stump. The same classically British tune that had accompanied their previous scene begins playing again as they converse]
Chris: So, Chef, how do you think our campers are doing on their 'deserted island'?
Chef: Anythin' coulda happened to 'em by now; mauled by bears, fell off a cliff, starved to death…
Chris: Hmmm…maybe I should go check the monitors and see what kinda footage we got.
Chef: Chris, man, you are one dedicated host…[holds the host up to cradle him]...you're an inspiration.
Chris: Thanks, dude, it's what I do.
[The scene cuts back to the treehouse where everyone is gathered inside]
Mao Mao: Okay, so you all know what we have to do now.
Wolf: Slowly descend into madness before killing each other?
Mao Mao: No, as a last resort before a survivor packs it in, he lets loose the sins that he carried with him his whole life.
Katz: Um, no, I'm not doing that, not with any of you lot anyway.
Carmen: Do you even have a choice? What else is there besides taking up the last of our resources before we either die of thirst, hunger, or of each other?
Angelina: I can't believe it, this is how I'm going to die, I never even got to perform in the championship…[cradles her knees]
[static buzzing]
Angelina: I don't think I ever felt more hopeless than in that moment, I was hoping it would be the first and last time I would ever get stuck on an island like that.
[static buzzing]
Mao Mao: Trust me when I say that you'll all have a sense of closure to admitting what you did, I've done it myself and never felt more relieved.
[The others glance at each other before a flash shows them gathered by a bed each]
Carmen: And so that's how it happened.
Angelina: Wow, I never thought I'd hear the full story like that.
Katz: So it turns out the dainty ballerina's also a spoiled brat, talk about doing it over petty reasoning.
Angelina: I admit, the Cinderella ballet was…not one of my finer moments, at all…but it was relatively tame compared to Wolf's experiences.
Wolf: Okay, so I've committed actions that would land me in prison for at least a whole lifetime, at least I don't follow being bad to a tee, unlike a certain someone.
Katz: I may be cruel, but at least I cope to it without having done much good in the past, compared to an actual agent fighting on the side of justice.
Carmen: I may have left ACME, but I would never stoop to the levels of a typical thief, I consider myself as an exception to the archetype.
Mao Mao: Um, guys, we've got company. [points to smoke coming from a distance]
[Everyone gathers on the porch]
Carmen: A fire, that's gotta be someone for help!
Katz: Or a trick, courtesy of Chris.
Mao Mao: Not to worry, I know how we can find out.
[A flash transitions to everyone now donning face paint and a weapon of their own]
Angelina: Yeeeeeah, I'm not so sure about this.
Katz: I don't know how you dragged me into it.
Wolf: Besides, what are we gonna go about the python below?
Mao Mao: Oh that's easy. [shoots down several arrows next to the python, causing it to slither away]
Carmen: Why didn't you do that hours ago?
Mao Mao: Logic and because I wanted us to spend some time together. Now, let's make haste!
[A flash transition to everyone running up behind Mao Mao as he stops in front of them]
Mao Mao: Alright, listen up, we don't know what we're up against, so be prepared to face anything that's behind those bushes.
Katz: It's a whole circus at this point.
Mao Mao: [unsheathes his sword] ONWARD CHARGE! YAAAAAAAAHHHH!
[Mao Mao leads the charge as the others follow, shouting out before a shot of them shows Mao Mao in the middle, Carmen and Angelina on the left, Wolf and Katz on the right. Chris and Chef appear surprised by their entrance]
Chris: Hey, guys, it's about time you showed up.
Carmen: Wait…what is this, some sort of joke?
Chris: Nope, it's our production crew's secret location…or was a secret until now.
Katz: So, you're telling us that we spent an entire day thinking we were shipwrecked while you just sat back and basked in the luxury of gourmet food and accommodations.
[At that moment, it starts to rain as everyone looks up]
Chris: That would be accurate, Katz! [stands outside of the trailer as Chef walks in] Sorry, I'd invite you in, but there's only room for seven. See you at the campfire tonight! [closes the door, leaving the campers to gape]
Wolf: Fucking asshole.
Angelina: I nearly went insane for this…
Mao Mao: I guess I bit off more than I could chew with that one…
[The footage cuts forward to the campfire ceremony, the usual music playing over the usual distance shot of the island]
Chris: Weeeell, it's been a grueling day, campers. Frankly, Chef and I are worn out! I hope you've learned two valuable lessons. First, always make sure your cabins are securely fastened to the ground. And second, the 'every camper for themselves' idea? Sucks. Five heads are always better than one.
[The shot cuts to the campers all glancing at each other]
Chris: Which brings us to yet another dramatic marshmallow ceremony…Carmen.
[The lady in red catches her treat]
Angelina, Wolf.
[the mouse and lupine catch their respective marshmallows]
Katz, your strategy ended up being a total bust, and you've evaded being kicked off more times than I can count. Mao Mao, there's more than a few ways to call you the outlier of the group. With that said, the final marshmallow goes to…
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Katz.
[The red feline catches his prize expectantly]
Mao Mao: [sighs] I may have lucked once again, but I can safely say that this time, I got something out of it.
[Mao Mao makes his way over to the Dock of Shame]
Mao Mao: Farewell, my friends, keep reaching for the stars, you'll find the ultimate reward there!
Chris: Well then, congratulations on making it to the Final Four. I'll see you all tomorrow. Good night.
[An ominous beat of music plays as Chris smiles devilishly, then leaves them to themselves. The four briefly exchange a wary look, but it quickly fades into resolve]
(Fade to Credits)