Ripped Skirt: A parody of Ripped Pants from SpongeBob SquarePants with Total Drama characters.
Disclaimer for the series: Some (though far from all) chapters will contain moments of nudity or underwear due to the canon SpongeBob episodes' plots and gags, though it won't be anything that wouldn't happen in TD or SpongeBob. Credits to another user on FF for letting us use their idea, and another for their cast idea who wishes to remain anonymous. Some episodes may also take massive strays from canon in order for things to work. Feel free to leave a review if you enjoy it!
Disclaimer for this episode: Sammy is replacing Sandy for the episode, but she's not the Sandy replacement. She's only here for romantic episodes as Ella's girlfriend (explained in the after note of this chapter), so that'll sometimes be Sandy, sometimes Patrick, and maybe someone else. Most of the time, Sandy's replacement is Sky or Harold. Also, yeah, much like the canon episode, this episode does contain nudity! If you don't wanna see that stuff, please feel free to skip this chapter. And as for Sammy and Ella being together, like you've seen in previous chapters, is basically because the other story we were inspired by basically had them together but not officially, so we decided to cut out the middleman and pair them together outright.
Ella and Sammy were on the beach, each wearing a bikini of some sort. Ella's was far more reminiscent of a mermaid. Her top was orange and gold shelled, but unlike a mermaid, her top went around her whole body, as opposed to only over her breasts. Her pink swim skirt was meant to resemble a mermaid's tail and was tied at the right side to keep it up. Sammy's bikini was far more traditional. It had a dark blue bikini top and hot pink bikini bottoms.
Ella finished the sand castle she was working on and announced, "A princess always needs her castle, after all!"
Sammy, who was watching on a chair nearby, commented, "Yeah, and have their happily ever afters, right?" She asked while applying some sunscreen. Admittedly, Sammy wasn't as familiar with royal things as Ella was, so whenever Ella went on about princesses, she just stood and smiled, much more focused on Ella's voice than her words.
"Yes, of course!" The songbird agreed before walking over and leaning down near Sammy. "And you know, every princess needs her prince, or another princess!" She giggled and kissed the twin on her cheek, who was thankfully mostly done with the sunscreen.
"You're really sweet, Ella, you know that?" Sammy complimented as she pulled herself off the beach towel. "Why thank you, my princess!" Ella beamed, keeping up the theme, and held the blonde girl's hand as they went to the shoreline.
On their way to the water, Sammy glanced over to her side, and looked to Ella. "Woah, check that out." Sammy said, as they looked at a strongman game happening close by. There were tons of people pulling on large weights, from a dirty blonde with a dark gray one piece to a guy with a buzz cut and wet shirt, and at the very end a large man with tanned skin and purplish shorts.
"That looks interesting." Ella mused as she looked on, impressed at how much the people were working to pull the heavy weights. "Wanna go see it?" Sammy asked. "Only if you are!" Ella smiled.
"Oh, well, let's go then!" The twin decided, so the two approached.
Upon closer inspection, the two saw that the area had a few weights lying on the ground, ranging from about 30 pounds to 300. Another area that was close by had some more, slightly lighter weights for weight tossing. "I suppose there's nothing wrong with joining now!" Ella suggested.
"Are you sure you can lift any of them though..? No offense, but you're not, um, all that strong…" Sammy pointed out, trying to not be offensive.
"Oh, no worries, Samantha! I managed to open a ketchup bottle last night all by myself, and those are really tough to open if you're not that strong!" The princess reassured as she walked up to the lightest weight, with Sammy taking the one that was about 50 pounds.
"After you, Sammy!" The songbird called.
"Oh, okay then!" The blonde accepted and leaned down to lift the weight. It took a bit of straining, but she was able to lift it without too much effort. Ella clapped for her in response. "Wonderful job!" She reached for a weight of her own before seeing the man with purple shorts from earlier lean down and grab one that was easily more than double what Sammy's weight was.
"Hey there, this your first time with weights?" The man asked. "Well, I've done some before but never on the beach." Sammy responded. "Alright, I can help you out if you want it." He offered in a polite way.
"Oh, no, I'm fine, don't worry. Maybe you can help Ella." Sammy suggested, looking at her girlfriend.
"That's very nice of you to offer, but I believe I'd like to try it myself first!" Ella politely declined as she reached down for the weight. She gently tugged it, after trying a little more to pull, she could just barely feel it moving. Sammy noticed something though. "Ella! Your skirt!" She warned, but it was too late.
"Oh, goodness!" Ella blushed as she heard ripping. Her skirt had torn when she pulled too hard. Some snickering was heard. Ella's face was just red with embarrassment. "I-I didn't mean for that to happen, honest!" She called to everyone laughing. Luckily, she did have a pair of pink bikini bottoms underneath her swim skirt, but it wasn't enough to keep her embarrassment away. She slapped her hands over the ripped bit and started to walk away.
Soon she and Sammy were at an ice cream shop, trying to forget that ripped skirt incident. "Sorry that happened, Ella." Sammy consoled sympathetically.
"It's alright, I suppose." The princess responded, simply allowing her eyes to wander around the shop. She saw a whiteboard advertising a banana split and sighed. Sammy looked at it as well and, though she found it slightly amusing, placed her hand on Ella's shoulder sympathetically.
"Let's just hope it doesn't happen again." Ella jinxed. Right as she had said that and stood up, her skirt caught on the bar and tore a little more. Sammy cringed at Ella's further embarrassment. "Let's just go back to swimming." She suggested, wanting Ella to not have to be laughed at again.
"It sounded like more people were laughing at me." Ella mourned as she did little paddles near the shore. "I know how you feel." Sammy soothed. "I guess they might've thought it was on purpose because of your reaction."
"Oh, why would I do that?" The songbird genuinely questioned. "I don't really know, I just think they see you as a goof." The other girl responded. "Well I hope they understand I'm not doing it on purpose." Ella stated.
Just then, two guys in pink clothes walked up past the swimming women. "Woah, dude, isn't that the skirt chick?" The tanned one asked. "I think so, dude." The boy with the hat replied.
"Skirt chick?" Ella couldn't believe what people had been calling her now. "Yeah, sorry, brah, it's kind of the talk of the beach now. No hard feelings." The blonde boy informed, hoping not to offend the princess look-alike. The two dudes walked away with Ella and Sammy left dumbfounded.
"Skirt chick." Ella repeated, still in awe that this was the impression she had left. "I'm really sorry, Ellie." "No, Sam, it's fine. It's more what it means than what it says." Ella remarked, not making sense at all but doing her best to make a point. "This shan't continue. It's not a pleasant thing to think of someone, not one bit." She declared.
"But what can we really do? People saw you rip it twice." Sammy reminded her. "I don't know, but I'm certain we'll think of something." Ella reassured. "Perhaps if I try to make myself known for something else, they won't remind me of this dreadful experience. It is quite uncomfortable-" She remembered the hole. "Ah, in two ways."
The cheerleader across from her had to think for a moment and smiled at the remark. Being serious again, she continued the conversation. "Do you have something in mind?"
"Hmm." The princess thought. "I suppose we can try doing other notable things."
We cut to the two girls going to a sailboat, with Sammy trying to ask for a race with some guys.
"Alright, I bet you 20 bucks we can get to that little island and back." The stout ginger one challenged. "Bet you both would lose to us!" The taller one taunted. "Let's just go about this nicely." Ella put in, but the two boys weren't having it.
The race began and Sammy and Ella seemed to be off to a good start, but then crashed after not paying attention. "Haha! Take that, losers!" The tall guy mocked. "Yeah! We're the step brothers!" The chubby one began to sing. Ella and Sammy just floated with disappointment.
The princess tried to keep positive and put her hand on the twin's shoulder. "It's alright! I'm sure there are other things we could do, right?"
Cut again to Ella and Sammy going to some guy and his girlfriend asking for a volleyball match. "Aw yeah, dude! Bring it on!" The boy jumped up to serve the volleyball to the other side… only to completely miss, land on his face, and have the ball land on his side, giving the serve to the princess and cheerleader. A muffled "I'm okay!" was heard as he gave a thumbs up with a mouthful of sand.
The blonde girl next to the boy merely shrugged. "It's normal." She explained before passing the ball to the others. "I got it!" Sammy called out before sending the ball back to its sender. "Woah, careful! I just got this new lip gloss and I really don't want to ruin it." the blonde lady pleaded. "Sorry." Sammy apologized.
A few more rounds went on, Ella using her ballet skills to serve back the ball, and Sammy chatting up the blonde girl and finding they could share anecdotes of being around bossy people. "I think I've met Heather before." Sammy recollected. "She and Amy are really not nice." Lindsay input before Tyler ran past her. "I'm gonna get it! I'm-" He shouted before being bonked again.
"I'm very sorry, Tyler!" Ella shouted. "No biggie, it takes more than that to knock me down." He boasted confidently, before a beach ball hit him in the back of the head, knocking him down.
"That was a good game!" Ella declared with confidence. "Okay, me and Tyler are gonna go now. Bye, Ellonda! Bye, Samuel!" Lindsay mispronounced, and she and Tyler left, making the place much more quiet. "I-I guess nobody was spectating." Sammy slowly realized. "Well that's a shame, it seemed like such a good time." The raven haired princess put in.
Ella and Sammy left the game defeated. After a while, they were now near the more precarious area of the beach, with the large jetties and forestation. "This place seems very calm." Ella commented before seeing a group of a few people. It seemed there was another event happening soon, this time for diving.
"Would anyone care to join Izzy on her underwater hunt for this supposed hidden pearl?" A blonde with a blue sweatshirt and dark blue shorts asked. She seemed to be reporting on a documentary type video, with. No one seemed to be speaking up. "Anyone?" She reiterated, a little louder.
"I will!" Ella volunteered, raising her hand.
"Great! Step on up." The girl told her, seeming slightly relieved.
"What exactly will I do?" The princess asked curiously.
"All you have to do is crawl through that maze down there until you find the pearl before time runs out! Don't worry, there are air pockets down there, so as long as you're careful, you won't drown. Ready?"
"I'm ready!"
"Haha, let's do this, skirt chick!" Izzy eagerly exclaimed.
Ella sighed sadly. Even a couple hours later, that nickname still seemed to stick.
The blonde host speaking again brought her focus back. "And… go!" She announced.
"Wait Ella!" She called before the princess could dive in. "Can you hold this please?" and she handed Ella a small camera. "I'll hold onto it with great care." The songbird assured.
The girls dove in. Ella was not entirely sure if she'd be able to beat Izzy, but still wanted to try and reclaim her decency. The two swam through the maze, checking in places that they could and coming up for breath when they needed to, though Izzy was doing that far less.
"She's very good at this." Ella thought, before looking down and seeing something bright and round under the sand. Her eyes widened as she grabbed it, found her way out of the maze with a couple minor mishaps, and triumphantly held it up. "Found it!" She exclaimed proudly.
Just then, Izzy came from beneath the surface. "Hey, look! I found this while I was down there. Slippery swimsuit, haha! I found it on a rock!" Ella wondered what she meant before seeing her skirt completely gashed while in the ginger's hand, and even a slight tear on the side of her bottoms.
"O-oh, ah… well, at least I found the pearl, right?" The songbird pointed out, trying to distract herself from her embarrassment.
"Oh, and I found this thing!" Izzy added, holding up something that looked strangely like another pearl.
"Hey, wait, we only had one prop down there!" The blonde exclaimed. "Izzy's is real! Hers is just the rubber ball that we got down there." Ella ended up not hearing what the others were saying, just looking down in disappointment at how she had once again made things worse for herself. She returned the camera and walked off, trying to ignore what the others were saying to her. Whether it was good or bad, she didn't know.
Sammy and Ella were once again seen at the beach snack shops. "Okay, well, playing with Tyler was fun at least." The blonde in blue started. "I just think that didn't really help how people see you." She finished. Ella looked down at her pink drink in thought.
When the princess didn't reply, Sammy continued. "I just… I dunno. I think it might be time to give up before things get even worse." She spoke solemnly. Ella looked down at her feet for a moment, recalling all the bad events that had transpired.
"I still think there can be hope." Ella hopefully told her.
"Listen, Ella, I love your confidence, it's a really sweet thing, but I don't want you looking silly." Sammy insisted. "Trust me, I've been there. I still get steamed when I hear people say 'samey.' Not even when they're talking about me, just the word itself. The skirt chick thing is kind of reminding me of that. And since your skirt got ruined, they're probably gonna keep coming up with worse nicknames like pantie princess or something."
"But aren't they bikini bottoms?" The singer pointed out.
"Okay, well… bad example, but still." The twin corrected. "I just don't want people to keep making fun of you. You're too good for that." Ella simply stared at her girlfriend in consideration. "Just… think about it, okay?" The blonde politely requested. "Alright then, Sam." Ella replied as the twin got up to use the restroom, leaving the songbird alone with her thoughts. In a way, Sammy was right. This all could've been avoided if they had just left earlier. She still would've had her skirt, for one. But on the other hand, Ella was persistent and still had fun in a way.
In the midst of her thoughts, she looked out the window and saw an empty stage. Upon seeing the microphone upon it, Ella knew what she had to do. She was going to vent her emotions and fix her issue the only way she knew how: by singing.
She quickly got her ukulele from the back of her and Sammy's car and quickly ran up on the stage, quickly turned on the microphone, and leaned into it.
"I suppose it all started when I…" She began, turning around and splitting her bikini bottoms intentionally for the first time that day. "Ripped my skirt."
"I tried and tried to keep everyone on my side, but it was all blown sky high. And now I've left only myself hurt, all because I…" She ripped her bikini bottoms once more. "Ripped my skirt.
Ella started properly singing instead of just warming up, leading to a crowd starting to gather.
"The embarrassment that I felt seemed so much worse… and all because I-" She turned around and tore her swimwear a third time. "Ripped my skirt."
The princess took a small instrumental break, strumming her ukulele and humming.
"So I'll ask politely for your focus, and think of me as one of you, and not the girl who… ripped… her… skirt!" She concluded, splitting her swimsuit one last time as the large crowd that had gathered by that point cheered.
"Ella!" A familiar blonde cheerleader's voice called as she ran upstage.
"Sammy!" She yelled back as the twin brought her into her warm embrace that Ella loved so much.
"You did great! Sorry I doubted you earlier." The cheerleader apologized.
"No worries at all! I forgive you." She quickly accepted. Just then, Ella remembered.
"Oh, ah, just a minute, Sammy!" The princess requested. "I need to do something for a moment."
The songbird stepped forward, approaching the audience, and waved. "Thank you, everyone!" She called before taking a bow as tradition. She turned back around, facing away from the audience, and flirted, "And a special one for you, Sammy!" She took another bow, which was a mistake, as her bikini bottoms ripped one last time… which happened to be completely off, leaving her naked from the waist down and revealing her rear end to the crowd. Her mouth opened wide in shock as Sammy gasped and averted her eyes. Ella blushed, hugged Sammy again, spun the two of them towards the audience, and placed the blonde in front of herself to cover up as the crowd's cheers continued and someone threw a rose onstage, right under the couple's legs. Ella sheepishly smiled and continued her wave over her partner's shoulder. "M-maybe we should stay off the beach for a while." The also blushing cheerleader suggested as the two awkwardly shuffled backstage.
A/N: We can now confirm that Sammy is the one who wears the pants in the relationship between her and Ella.
But on a serious note, me and the guy I talked to about this ep had initially planned a very different plot for this episode, along with a couple cut scenes. Sammy getting Ella a towel or replacement clothing was one of them. It's what would be in the ending, but the chapter is long enough as is. The ending, while still similar to the canon one, was actually originally going to be exactly like the SpongeBob episode with Ella facing the audience and covering her crotch after her bottoms got ripped off (still with the bow. The second bow was not going to happen at first), but we changed that since the lyrics made it seem like it was intentional, and Ella didn't really deserve to be seen that way since everything here is an account of bad luck. Showing her butt to the crowd is obviously still bad, but we figured it wasn't as bad and wanted it for a canon similarity. It would also have mostly been shown anyways since Ella was theatrical with splitting her bottoms, though she did not mean to rip them clean off. She also had Sammy to go backstage with her so she wasn't bottomless for too long.
We also didn't think Ella would sign anybody's pants, but a bow felt very in line for her. And as for everyone making cameos, if you couldn't tell, they'll be listed here.
Brick and Jo were seen at the weight lifting area, Ryan was the guy who offered to help Sammy and Ella with weights, Geoff and Brody were the ones who told Ella about the skirt chick nickname, Chet and Lorenzo were at the boat race, Lindsay and Tyler played volleyball with them, (along with Heather being mentioned), and Bridgette was the girl who announced the pearl hunt between Ella and Izzy. Dawn was also there. Scott was initially going to say something along the lines of "Look at skirt chick, she lost her own skirt." but that idea became Izzy's line after re-emerging from the water. This episode was also pretty hard to plan out. Hopefully the time between this and the previous chapter was made up by the story.