the circus, A Total Drama Story
Total Drama World Tour and I
Oddballs Unite
Chapter 7
~Last Time~
Come with me to a world of pure imagination. A place where all your dreams come true. No, its not Disneyland. Its a place where all the chocolate you can eat awaits. Germany is a country famous for culture, polka, beer, and chocolate. The teams had to do a sculpting challenge involving large blocks of chocolate. Most of the teams did great working together while others more or less could have done a better job. Certain members whose names won't be released could have done a better job working with their teammates. The challenge was complete but some chocolate sculptures more-or-less could have been better. In the end everyone was safe, for now. We'll see how things work out during the next challenge right here on Total Drama World Tour.
~Now on with the Story~
~On the Plane high in the skies during the early afternoon-Normal POV~
The skies were the limit as the Total Drama plane fly high over the skies. Skies the limit when its nothing but smooth sailing, clear skies, and not a care in the world. No worries, no problems, everything was going as planned. It doesn't get much better then this. Which is why Chef had the plane on auto-pilot so he could kick back, relax, and maybe catch some sleep. He was a busy man who deserved some quality 'Me' time for a while before Chris came back from his room. Leaning back in his chair, Chef kicked his feet up on the control platform, lowered his hat over his eyes, and drifted to sleep. Some peace and quiet would do him good from behind around all those teenagers most of the day. Listening to their constant chattering and complaining. It was giving him a major headache. Speaking of teenagers and headaches...
The Musical Strikers were victorious last challenge and were still celebrating in First Class since last night. They had music playing, sods cans were piled up to form a pyramid in the left hand corner, candy wrappers covered the floor, crumbs were on the seats and floor, and chocolate, loads of chocolate. I'm talking about the reward the team got from Chris after winning the chocolate sculpture challenge. A lifetime supply of chocolate. All you can eat until you can't eat anymore. The Musical Strikers struck gold. Gold that was dissolving into nothingness. Perhaps dust is a better definition for it. Most of the chocolate was eaten by the Musical Strikers all through the night. Now because of that everyone was passed out in different parts of the area with stuffed bellies that were aching and hurting. They couldn't move once they sat down. Fattened up like pigs from all the food they ate. Had to wait until they digested which took all night until they came too.
The first was Owen. He slowly opened his eyes, groaned in pain, rubbing his stomach. He could still feel an upset stomach after last night. Made sense since he ate the most chocolate compared to the others. He couldn't help himself. German chocolate tasted better than regular chocolate back home. He figured it must have been the chocolate itself and the sugar put into it. Hence why now his teeth were in pain when he groaned. That wasn't a good sign. If he got a tooth ache he wouldn't be able to eat all his favorite foods. That was his worst nightmare. Apart from flying but he was getting better with being on a plane. He wasn't as scared as he has been in the past but he was still a little shaken now and again. Right now all he could focus on was his toothache and upset stomach. He groaned louder which woke up Noah and Trent.
"Ugh...do you mind? Some of us are trying to sleep." Noah complained rubbing his head. "If you still have a stomachache take it in the bathroom."
Owen could only groan and rub his jaw.
"Ooooh...guys, I don't feel so good. My teeth are in pain." Owen said.
"Toothache huh? Let me have a look." Trent said, getting up off the floor. He went up to Owen taking a good long look in his mouth. "Hmm...yep, I hate to say this Owen but I think you've got to see a dentist."
"Awww but I hate the dentist." Owen complained. "They're always poking around in your mouth and using your tools to scrape and drill into your teeth. I don't want to go through with that."
"Yeah but if you don't get this taken care of it could get worse. You need to see someone to get that tooth fixed." Trent said trying to get Owen to understand.
I hate to interrupt but where are we going to find a dentist? We're roughly 42,000 feet from the ground. Where we're going finding a dentist might not be possible." Noah explained.
"We can go to Chris. We'll tell him Owen's problem, see if he can find someone to see Owen and fix him up." Trent replied. "I'll go talk to Chris right now."
"Aww...why the dentist, why?" Owen whined.
Soon Trent was gone and Noah was left with a complaining Owen over his toothache. The other remaining team members woke up moments upon hearing Owen's painful groaning. All attention was on Owen and trying to help him. Everyone tried to do something to keep Owen distracted. Alejandro started talking about his childhood. He thought this would help take Owen's mind off his pain. It worked for a while but the pain got to Owen again. Izzy tried to dance as a distraction but Owen's pain continued to annoy him. Duncan suggested Owen try to think about the thing he loves the most, food. It was actually working for a minute until the thought of eating made his tooth start to hurt, again. Noah was the last one, he tried to keep Owen's mind off his pain with some math equations. All that did was put Owen to sleep in seconds. Apparently Noah's talk on math equations was so boring it knocked Owen out and he stopped complaining about his toothache. When Trent arrived with Chris they were surprised to see Owen sound asleep, on the floor. Belly up in the air. His right leg was doing that motion dogs do when they sleep. Chris laughed to himself when he saw this.
In his own way Owen looked adorable. On the other hand, he looked hilarious. He slept similar to a dog. As if he were part dog himself. Suppose Owen sleeping was for the best. Least now he wouldn't put up a fight or whine over going to the dentist. As long as he stayed asleep during the rest of the flight to the arrival at the dentist office. If Owen did wake up Noah could put him back to sleep. It was what he did best though Noah thought of that as an insult. On the other hand why should he care? At least he could make himself useful and get some quiet for a while. That's all Noah wanted, now he got it. By the time the plane landed and everyone got off, Owen was taken by the casting crew to the nearest dentist office.
Chris informed everyone that Owen would be alright and return once he got his tooth taken care of. In the meantime today's challenge would carry on. The plane had made a long distance travel from Germany to the States. Yes I said it, the plane was in America. Specifically in New York. The home where dreams are made. If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. That's what New York was about, dreams.
"Well kiddies what do you think? New York, the city of dreams. This is where you can make it big or just try somewhere else less difficult and exhausting. *shrugs*" "The point is in New York anyone can be a star or make a complete fool of themselves. Today's challenge is going to be just that." Chris was explaining to everyone.
"What your going to have us make one of those stupid YouTube videos that makes us look like fools?" Heather asked.
"Well yes and no, there's more to it." Chris replied. "See each team is going to be running a race and doing ridiculous stuff for the camera."
"So we are going to make fools of ourselves, figures." Heather said clearly annoyed with this idea.
"Since when does this show not make fools of us?" Courtney said.
"Hey you two calm down. Maybe it won't be so bad? We could end up doing some simple stuff like making each other laugh or juggling or doing a funny dance." DJ was explaining the possibilities of what could happen for this challenge.
"Shut up DJ, no one asked you!" Heather and Courtney shouted at the same time.
Poor DJ went silent after that. He was just trying to help, and he gets yelled at for it. Was it wrong to be helpful? Keep the peace between everyone?
~DJ's Confession~
"I just want everyone to get along. No fighting, no cursing, no violence, and no one's feeling getting hurt. Is that too much to ask? My mama raised me and my brothers to be gentlemen. If Courtney and Heather can't accept that then I'm sorry but I don't want anything to do with them. *crosses his arms*"
~Confession Over~
"Well DJ your not mistaken about the laughter; however, you won't be making each other laugh but the viewers at home. During this race you'll all have to use the objects left out " A large wheeled board with a map on it was pushed out for everyone to see. "Allow me to explain. All three teams will start here, go to Central Park, head for Time Square, then the finish line will be on Ellis Island." Chris explained.
"Wait how are we suppose to get to Ellis Island? You need to take a boat to get there!" Heather cried out.
"Relax, I have it taken care of." Chris said. "There are boats for each team waiting at dock when you go to Ellis Island. Oh and a truck full of surprises will be waiting for you on your boats. Won't give away what's in the trunk less I ruin the surprise."
"Oh I hope its shoes." Lindsey said in hope as she imagined a trunk full of shoes of her choosing.
"Wait and see Lindsey. Now each team be given a map of the route they have to follow. Follow the route and you'll be just fine." Chris explained.
Chef handed out maps to one person on each team.
"Now remember to stay together and stay on the path. New York's a stupendous and tremendous place where anyone can get lost. There will be crew members at each spot to keep track where everyone's at in the race. So again, stick to the path on the map, use the objects laid out, oh, and don't forget the laughs. Now everyone on your marks...*holding up a bugle horn.
Everyone takes racing position as Chris says 'get set...and...'. The horn goes off. Everyone takes off at the same time. The heat was on for this challenge. Let's just see how long it lasts before the flames are extinguished. The teams attention was brought to bicycles built for five. That's right, I'm talking one of those bikes built for competition(s). Each team would ride their bikes down to Central Park. From there they would ditch the bikes and travel in a new style of transportation to Time Square. But before we get too far let's do a recall. Chris did say this challenge had a barrel of laughs added in.
Each team got on their bicycles, pedaling down the paved path to the park. Since the pathway was a one way lane, the teams crashed into each other when trying to get in the lead. Everyone was either spread out on the grass or on top of one another. The bicycles were on the sides stuck to each other.
"Great, just great!" Began Courtney who was underneath Sierra. "Look at this mess! This is a disaster, we'll never win if we don't get ourselves together. And Sierra, get off of me!"
Sierra quickly removed herself off Courtney who stood up brushing herself off. Everyone else took their time to get back on their feet. Rubbing sore areas, dusting themselves off, taking the time to catch their breathe.
"Ouch, okay even I saw this coming. How could no on else see that? It was a small and narrow path that could only allow one bike down it at a time. Seriously people, do the math." Noah was going on about.
"Noah how about shutting the fuck up?!" Heather shouted, she was in no mood to hear Noah's rambling.
"How about you keep your thoughts to yourself?!" Leshawna piped in telling Heather off. The two gave each other death glares, growling in rage.
A fight would have broken out had DJ and Bridgette not held Leshawna back and Sierra and Cody holding Heather back. The four held the angry girls back for a while until they calmed down. After that little show everyone fixed the bicycles back up.
"Bikes don't look damaged. I think we can still ride them to the park." Geoff said after examining the bicycles.
Lindsey came over to have a look herself.
"The brake cable's been cut off on the Platypus' bike." She pointed out.
Geoff took another look and sure enough the brake cable was cut off.
"Aw man she's right. Can't use this bike bros, its busted." He said.
"Great, just great." Heather went off. "So what are we suppose to do now?"
"Guess we can do it old school and walk while pushing the bike?" Gwen suggested. "Chris didn't say anything about walking the bikes."
"Oh no, no way. Walking to Central Park will take forever. I am not walking in these shoes. There's no way I'm walking." Heather denied.
~10 Minutes Later~
Two teams were riding their bicycles to Central park. Making good timing to their first point. As for the third team, it could be better. They were pushing the bicycle by foot down the path. Running as fast as they could to get to the point before the other teams could.
"Faster people, faster! We are not losing this challenge!" Courtney cried out from the front.
"We're going as fast as we can Courtney! *panting* This is a lot of work!" Becky cried out.
"Tough luck! You'd be doing the same thing if you were pedaling on the bike! Now keep running!" Courtney told her.
"We got that, now shut up and focus! We all want to win this challenge so just focus on leading us where we need to go while we run!" Heather cried to Courtney.
"I know that dummy! Now focus!" Courtney cried out in reply.
~Becky's Confession~
"I get that winning first class would be nice. I get that running is good exercise. What I don't get is why Courtney has to be such a loud boss. She's worse than my sister who's always bossy to me. Course Heather's no one new when it comes to bossing people. The two of them are big mouth bossy boots who won't shut up."
~Confession Over~
The Platypus' continued to run like a group of horses through an open field. Too catch up with the other teams, they had to pick up the pace. Less they fall behind. Courtney wasn't going to have that, nor was Heather. Losing wasn't an option for neither of them. If they continued to push the rest of the team the way they were going someone was going to get hurt. Cramp to the leg, tripping while running, tripping followed by scrap to one of their body parts, or perhaps break a bone. One never knows but any of those possibilities could happen.
Didn't matter to Heather or Courtney so long as they caught up with the other teams. Unfortunately; Cody and Becky were growing fatigued from the non-stop running. They asked for a break but Courtney wasn't having that. She told them to suck it up. Sierra could see how tired the pair were growing. She decided to take action before things got worse. She told everyone to get on the bicycle seats and hold onto the handle bars. Things were about to heat up. Within seconds, Sierra took off like a speeding bullet down the walkway path. Pushing her teammates to the first point. Surprisingly, Sierra's quick speed got them to the first point but they didn't come in first place. They got second place behind the Music Strikers.
Before Courtney could blow a fuse, her teammates pushed her forward to the next item up for grabs. The teams rides to Time Square would be on either skateboards or rollerblades. Good way to get more exercise on wheels. Assuming the Platypus' had any energy left. Unless Sierra would be willing to push her teammates again to Time Square. Least for everyone else, riding a skateboard or using the rollerblades was an easy breeze. Geoff, Bridgette, and Alejandro rode on the skateboards like it was nothing, especially for Alejandro.
~Alejandro's Confession~
"I've won a gold medal at the South America State Olympics. Riding through New York would be a stitch."
~Confession Over~
Everyone else took the rollerblades. No one else was skillful with using a skateboard nor well balanced on one. Its not for everyone, skateboards can be complicated to use. No matter, it was off to the second point. As the teams rode off, Duncan moved close to Becky. He wanted to take the time to talk to her.
"Hey Smiley, how are you doing so far?" He asked her.
"Pretty good, you wouldn't believe how fast Sierra can push a broken bicycle with five people on board." She told him. "That girl's a machine."
"I'll believe that when I see it, but I suppose I'll take your word for it." Duncan said. "Anyway you think Chris has something sneaky up his sleeve?"
"Probably but who knows when or where it'll happen. I just hope its nothing like what happened back there with the bicycles." Becky replied.
Just then, Izzy zoomed by on a pair of rollerblades that were on her hands. When it comes to doing wild stuff, Izzy's your girl. She lives in the moment. Why settle for doing the average? Izzy's all about cruising in style and going to the extreme.
"Whoa, there's something you don't see everyday." Duncan said.
"Yeah, Izzy's got spunk. Wonder how long she'll be able to stay skating on her hands." Becky wondered a loud.
"Wait and see." Duncan said. "So I've noticed Courtney's been steamed up during this challenge. Still a bitch about wanting to win?"
"Ugh you have no idea. I don't mean to sound rude but between her and Heather, I'd rather have Heather boss us around. Least we can ignore her unlike Courtney. The sooner we get to Ellis Island the better." Becky explained.
"Good luck with that. I'll see you there." Duncan gave Becky a quick kiss on the cheek before rolling away. Leaving Becky with a slight blush and a soft smile on her face.
All three teams were on their way to where the boat to the island was. Following the markers left out so no one could get lost. Arrows were put out in the open for the teams to follow. Along the way there were random items up for grabs by each arrow. Would you believe that a stack of cream pies were next to the arrow signs, hilarious right? Chris said he wanted to capture some laughs. Cream pies were the classic laughing matter in any given situation. Time to see how far a couple of pies can go with three groups of rambunctious teenagers.
One-by-one, some, but not all of the teens grabbed a pie. Seeing that pie in their hand. Seeing their competitors rolling by. Feeling the urge to throw or toss one of those pies at one of their competitors. Can one say pandemonium? Think of the circus, clowns are always making the audience laugh with their stand-up routines. One of the items they use in their acts are pies. Then there's Mario Kart, where the drivers are knocked out or sent spinning by whatever's thrown on the road. Combine the two together and we've got a rollerblade race with pies as the items in play.
Picture this, those who had pies in their hands used them to their advantage. Pies were flying in the air. Left, right, up, and splat. Pies were all over cars, the street, windows, some hit pedestrians on the street. If you think about it its probably not enough but everyone who was anyone wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this. Yes, a couple pies hit the other teams. Not many but then again there were more pies up for grab. Until the song chime came up. Chris may be waiting on Ellis Island, but he wasn't going to allow a song to be skipped during this challenge. He had one of the interns roll on by on bike with a jukebox in the basket. On record with a message from Chris saying everyone was due for a song.
(A heads up, I went on the website and put together this song just by typing in the required words. Hope you guys like it. Its not much but its something. I did add in a few things.)
Izzy: Hey! Oh yeah! Where can you find pleasure?
Search the world for treasure?
Where can you Visit the Statue of Liberty?
Make your dreams all come true?
Where can you Get a Hot Dog on the streets?
Everyone: In New York!
Izzy: Yes, you can Visit the Statue of Liberty!
Everyone: In New York!
Izzy: Yes, you can Get a Hot Dog!
Everyone: In New York!
Becky: Come on now Sailor Moon, make a stand.
Everyone: In New York!
Becky: Sailor Moon, Visit the Statue of Liberty.
I said, Sailor Moon, Get a Hot Dog on the street.
Everyone: It's Jolly to Run in New York.
It's Jolly to Run in New York.
Owen: They have a boat ride,
You can Visit the Statue of Liberty.
Everyone: It's Jolly to Run in New York.
It's Jolly to Run in New York.
Cody: They have Taxi's,
You can Get a Hot Dog on the street.
Becky: Sailor Moon, are you listening to me?
I said, Sailor Moon, what do you want to be?
I said, Sailor Moon, you can make real your dreams.
But you got to know this one thing:
You're the one and only Sailor Moon.
And...
Everyone: It's Jolly to Run in New York.
It's Jolly to Run in New York.
~End~
By the time the song was over all three teams made it to the dock where the boat to Ellis Island was waiting. All three teams would have to ride the boat to the island. Course that would be the normal way to go but then there's the more thrilling way to approach this third part. Why take an old boat when one could take jet ski's. Two people to a jet ski. Race to the island. First team to cross the finish line would win. Last team to cross would be eliminating someone to go home.
Quickly everyone hurried to the jet ski's, partnered up, put on the life jackets, started the engines, and took off. Now think of this as a James Bond moment with that catchy spy music in the background. A chase moment to the finish line. Speeding past other skiers on the jet ski's. Now I won't say there weren't any surprises waiting for them on the water. There might have been a few but who knows for sure? One could say there were some floaties floating around along the course. Each one had something on them, nothing heavy unless one wanted the floaties to sink. On them was what looked like a small handmade bomb. Nothing serious or lift threatening. Just once the countdown reached zero, whipped cream would explode and splatter.
Just picture this, the countdown's going backwards, the timer reaches zero, a beep is set off and then there's the explosion. A explosion of whipped cream that spreads twenty feet. Takes those who ride past or come up to it by surprise. Splat! The cream hits the boat passers on their left side. Get's the cream in their eyes a bit. Caused a couple crashes into other jet ski's. Nothing serious, think bumper cars. That's how these jet ski's were designed.
Due to the whipped cream explosions and jet ski crashes. Sending the teens in the water, there were only four jet ski's still in the race. Two of them were the Platypus', one was the Music Strikers and the last one was from the Radical Sports. They were neck-and-neck. Racing to the finish line to avoid elimination.
Alejandro and Duncan were right behind Sierra and Cody. Geoff and DJ were trying to catch up to Alejandro and Duncan, but Courtney wasn't letting that happen. She and Becky were blocking the boys from the front. Courtney wasn't going to have anyone get past her. She was even trying to speed up to get past the Music Strikers and her own teammates.
"Courtney slow down! We're going to fast! We'll hit someone if you don't slow down!" Becky cried out trying to warn Courtney of her speeding. Unfortunately; Courtney refused to listen and sped up through the water ahead of the boys, next to Alejandro and Duncan.
~Becky's Confession~
"If I die or end up in traction because of Courtney's speeding, please let her be held responsible and have her pay my family and the medical bills. What? I have my rights."
~Confession Over~
Courtney was overcome with the need to win. That's all that was on her mind. She had to win this challenge. Unless she wanted to be known as a loser and end up going home. However; there was her alliance with Alejandro, if she appeared desperate enough, he may allow her to go ahead of him. But if he slowed down, Duncan would be suspicious. This wasn't the place or time. They would have to play it by ear and race each other to the finish line. The two locked eyes with one another. Giving a simple nod then speeding faster through the water.
Either one of them could have made it past the finish line. Had they not overused the gas, burning out the engine, causing the jet ski's to slow down and come to a complete stop. And only ten feet from the finish line. This made Courtney blow a fuse. She was about to jump off the jet ski and swim for it had Becky not stopped her.
"Courtney no! *holding her by the arms* Not when DJ and Geoff are coming. We need to wait until someone comes and picks us up." She told Courtney.
"I'm with Smiley, even if we swim for it we'll never beat the others." Duncan said.
"I'm afraid Duncan's right Courtney. We can't take the risk. If you or Becky got hurt I'd never forgive myself." Alejandro said placing a hand on his heart.
Duncan gave Alejandro a look that said watch what you say or face my fist.
In the end, Sierra and Cody were passed by DJ and Geoff. Who surprisingly at the last minute, pulled out all the speed in the jet ski through the water, past Sierra and Cody and across the finish line. The Radical Sports won the challenge and a trip to first class.
As soon as the rest of the teens were picked up from out of the water and/or their jet ski's and brought to shore, Chris had a few words to say.
"Teams, you had quite a number of unexpected surprises thrown your way. Bicycle's crashing into one another, pies flying around New York and whipped cream blew up beside you. Which resulted in jet ski's crashing into each other and everyone goes flying into the water. Got to say, these were some great laughs for the camera." Chris explained, laughing a little.
"Congrats to the Radical Strikers for surpassing the Crystal Platypus' and Music Strikers. That was a great finish. As for the Platypus' and Strikers, one of you will be sending someone home." "Not sure who should get the boot from which team. Chef, your call, who's the loser this challenge?"
"Hmm well if I had to choose I'd say the Platypus' lose this challenge, again." Chef simply put it without a second thought.
~Elimination Time~
Back on the plane, the Platypus' were sitting on the bleachers waiting on the results of the votes. Chris had just tallied the votes and was ready to say who was getting the boot.
"Okay, after reading and adding up the votes on the passports you stamped. I'm just going to say it. Courtney, you're out of here." Chris said.
"WHAT?! Your kicking me out of the competition, now?!" She cried out in disbelief. "You can't do this to me! I can't leave now! I still have so much potential to offer in this game! This has to be a mistake!"
"There's no mistake, you got four votes, Heather got two." Chris said holding up the passport votes in each hand.
"No, no, no, no! I don't deserve this! *looks at her teammate with rage* Who did it?! Who voted for me?!" Courtney wanted answers but she wasn't going to get them. Chef and a few crew members grabbed and dragged Courtney off the plane. "You haven't heard the last of me! *shaking a fist* I'll be back! You'll be hearing from my lawyer! I'll get back on the show and I'll take you all down! I. Will. Be. Victorious!"
*Chris then turns to the camera.*
"What do you think? Will Courtney's threats become a reality and she'll return? Will her attitude change during her absence? Can the Crystal Platypus' win the next challenge now that one annoying teen's gone?"
"And what does that mean?" Heather said giving a dirty look at Chris who ignored her.
"Find out next time on Total. Drama. World Tour."
Done at last~!
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The next chapter will have a nice little surprise. Won't reveal anything, you'll all have to wait and see.
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