Chapter 2: Confess or One Huge Mess.
Last time on Total Drama Reboot of the Island, we took our 2nd generation campers back to Camp Wawanakwa and introduced 3 new people. Fun to have new people to TORTURE! The Toxic Rats were about to claim their victory, until, I decided the Maggots the winners, and chatty Staci was sent home via the Submarine of Shame!
Who's going home next? Don't know, but keep watching...TOTAL DRAMA REBOOT OF THE ISLAND!
(Opening Scene)
It was just after last night's elimination, and the 15 contestants all stared in dismay at 8 bunk beds.
"The most logical way to decide who sleeps where is to draw straws." Cameron said.
"Who's got straws?" Jo asked.
B put his hands in his pockets, retrieving a set of straws, two each the same colour.
"And of course you have straws." Jo rolled her eyes.
"Same colour, same bunk." Zoey agreed, and without hesitation, the contestants drew straws, and settled in with their bunkmates.
The next morning, the contestants were woken abruptly by a military horn. They scrambled out of their beds to reveal Brick's alarm clock going off. The cadet silenced it, smiling.
"Morning, soldiers! Great day for it!"
He left at the beckoning of Chris's air horn.
"Attention, 2nd generation cast! Beach! Pronto!"
"Is this a regular thing for him?" Hank asked from his top bunk.
"Yeah, pretty much." Jo answered him angrily.
Confessional
Padme: Between Jo's anger, Anne Maria's fondness of her hair, Brick's obedience, the 'Friendship Trio,-ugh-and Hank, I'm losing my mind. It's time to start outmuscling this competition!
End Confessional
The contestants sat, strapped with harnesses, on a platform above the water, Chris walking between them.
"You all feeling comfy? Snug?"
"Too snug!" Hank griped. "It's cutting into my...everything!"
"Yeah, I know. Haha!
Alrighty, folks, this challenge is simple: answer a few questions about yourselves. If you admit it, just hit the poorly wired buzzer to gain a point."
"And if we refuse?" Cora asked.
"THIS!"
A hatch opened up behind Chris, revealing a mutant shark none other than...FANG!
"YOU!" Scott gulped. "But I thought you were dead!"
Fang smiled an evil smile as Chris shoved him back into his hatch.
"That enough motivation for you, Cora?"
Cora trembled, but only for a moment.
"The opposing team can also 'steal' the point by guessing which sucker is guilty. Cool?
Anyways, this first question is for the Maggots!
Who has ever been hung by their undies in a girl's locker room?"
The team roared with laughter as Hank turned bright red.
"How'd you even know?" He asked as he hit the button, shocking him.
"Don't ask. But you get the point regardless!
Next the Rats! Who here still sleeps with a teddy bear?"
The Rats stared around at each other. Not a word was spoken, but Lightning was sweating BULLETS.
"Nervous?" Dawn whispered to him. "Just get it over and done with. Believe me, I've read your aura..."
Lightning pushed the buzzer with all of his sha-might, getting zapped in the process.
"Rats get a point!" Chris laughed.
"Whew! Sha-Yeah! Hey, thanks, creepy girl! I sha-totally owe you one."
Confessional
Dawn: Excellent...
Lightning: The weird girl scares me a little. So does that Cora. Those dudes Chuck and Padme are alright. Hm, Padme. Kinda weird name for a dude!
End Confessional
"To the Rat's again! Which one of you...picks your nose?
The team looked disgustedly at Sam, who shrugged.
"Believe me, I do everything, but that!" He chuckled, then groaned.
"Anyone wanna own up to it? Nobody? You sure? Alright then!"
The hatch opened, and Fang went straight for Scott, eating him in one gulp. Satisfied while the teams watched, Fang was about to go back to the water, when Scott started kicking from inside. Fang violently coughed the dirt boy up, and Scott shoved him down the hatch.
"Thanks for leaving me there to die, TEAM!" He glared at his teammates. "You can win this damn challenge without me!"
"If he's not playing, I'm not either!" Cora smirked. Scott raised an eyebrow at her, then folded his arms.
"I'm with them. We should stop. Not that I have anything to hide!" Hank gulped.
"Sit down, Pilot Guy! I'm not losing this!" Jo shoved him to his seat.
"Hey, take it easy!" Padme growled. "Or else Blais won't have been the only one armed person on this show..."
"I'm outta here!" Scott made to move past Lightning, but he blocked him.
"Not until we win!"
Soon, everyone was at each other's throats.
"Hey! Host talking here!" Chris tried intervening, but the ruckus was a lot.
"ALRIGHT, SHUT UP!" He blasted his air horn, silencing his contestants.
"Thanks to that RIDICULOUS Interruption, now we don't have time to finish this challenge! Happy?"
Everyone started chatting excitedly at the thought of leaving the challenge.
"Well, you won't be for long! Because this challenge is about to get CRAZY! Stick around to see what's in store! Until then..."
The hatch opened up once more, scaring the contestants as Fang popped his head up menacingly.
(Commercial)
The contestants all walked in a line to the challenge.
"What do you think the challenge'll be?" Cora asked B, who kept walking. "You don't talk much, do you?"
Confessional
B: (Shrugs)
Dawn: I plan to make good use of the favour Lightning has offered me...
End Confessional
"Welcome, all, to part 2 of your challenge: The Wacky Wawanakwa Obstacle Course!"
A sort of course on elevated docks above a large pit of mud lay in front of the contestants.
"The course consists of…
Hand Hall! (A narrow platform with spring loaded boxing gloves on the sides)
The Kickstart! (A large kicking boot)
Leech Tunnel! (A metal tunnel with leeches crawling all over.
Banana Blitz! (A slippery slope covered with banana peels to make it even slipperier)
Tomato Turn way!(A roundabout with tomato launchers)
Cannonball Alley! (A set of platforms with cannons poised directly above the contestants.)
And the Slam Dunk! (A humongous basketball hoop.)
"One member per team will go head to head on each obstacle and since we have a disadvantage in the numbers, one lucky Maggot will get to sit out! BUT, that Maggot will then be faced with a BRUTAL penalty next challenge!"
"We should sit out our weakest player." Padme huddled the Maggots.
"She means you, bubble nerd! Get going!" Jo shoved him at Chris's feet.
"Sorry Cam." Mike and Zoey helped him up to his feet.
"And did I forget to mention that you need to carry one of these across every obstacle?"
Two large pigs were carried out by Chef on leashes and placed in front of the teams.
Confessional
Scott: My strategy? Get rid of Cora before she can get too friendly with the team. And throw a few challenges. Like I did before All-Stars ruined me.
Cameron: I REALLY don't wanna know what penalty Chris means, but getting out of challenges RULES!
End Confessional
"Ok teams, take your positions!
First, it's Dakota and Hank on the Hand Hall...then Lightning against Jo on the Kickstart...Dawn crawls with Brick through Leech Tunnel...Scott and Anne Maria take on the Banana Blitz...B versus Zoey versus the tomatoes...Mike and Sam go down Cannonball Alleyway...and lastly, Padme and Cora for the Slam Dunk!"
Dakota and Hank were given the pigs, and the challenge began as Dakota and Hank ran through the boxing gloves at a steady pace.
Suddenly, a spray of water blasted both Dakota, Hank, and the pigs. Hank ran straight through it, but Dakota's hair was completely soaked.
Confessional.
Dakota: (using cell phone): Hey, yeah, it's me. I'm using my back up-phone-(confessional door busts open, phone is snatched.) HEY!
Chef: (playing with Sam's GameGuy, other phones and gadgets around him.) EAT THAT, GHOST! ...WHAT'RE YOU LOOKING AT?
End Confessional
Next was the Kickstart, and Lightning and Jo ducked as the boot swung past them.
"HA! Too sha-easy!"
Lightning jumped forward, not expecting the boot to swing back, kicking him and the pig straight in the face. He went flying the into the mud, as Jo rushed past the boot, handing off the pig to Brick.
"Get moving, soldier!"
Brick was about to climb into the tunnel, when he was stopped by Dawn.
"You know, you don't have to take orders from Jo, or anyone else."
"But...I have to win."
"I know, but don't you want to be free to make your own decisions?"
Brick stared at Dawn for a minute.
"It's just something to consider."
Lightning threw the pig from where he lay in the mud to Dawn, and it jumped into her arms, as Dawn and Brick crept through the leech-infested tunnel, the leeches seemingly parting ways for Dawn, or attacking Brick. Dawn left the cadet to deal with the leeches, screaming in agonizing pain, passing the pig to Scott, who was looking a little scared at Dawn.
"Well, go on, Scott."
Scott didn't move for a second.
"GET GOING!"
"R-right!"
Scott jumped onto the slippery surface, comically falling down the slope and attempting to get back up again, as Brick came out of the tunnel, shaking. He tossed the pig onto Anne Maria, which bit her on her helmet like hair. She, however, didn't feel a thing as she reached for her can of hairspray, only to find that it had fallen down the slope and hit poor Scott on the head.
Anne Maria growled, and lunged for the can, but she joined Scott in the mud. The pigs began squealing and snorting. Anne Maria grabbed her can of hairspray as the pig bolted. She was unfazed, as her horrified team watched as she continued to tend to her hair.
"HEY! THE PIG! THE PIG!" Padme screamed at her. "Get your head out of your hairspray, and GET MOVING!"
"Alright, sheesh!"
Anne Maria took the pig and tossed it to Zoey, as Scott ran up the docks to B, holding the pig.
"It's ok, buddy. I got you."
B made some frantic gestures, miming Scott to give B the pig, as Zoey dodged the tomatoes with ease.
"Oh. You want the pig, do you? Well, why didn't you SAY so, BEVERLY?"
Chris suddenly laughed over an intercom. "I forgot-your name was-was...Ahahaha!"
B glared at Scott, teeth and fists clenched. He picked Scott up by the scruff of his neck and stared at him intensely right in the eyes and made an obscene hand gesture, took the pig right out of Scott's hands, and slapped him back into the mud.
Confessional
B: (stares at cameras, smiles)
Scott: (shaking) He needs to go...right now...
End Confessional
B ran through the tomatoes like a tank, taking hits like a champ. He passed Zoey almost instantly, chucking the pig at Sam.
"Hey, buddy-agh! Do pigs bite? And does he have rabies?" Sam screamed.
"No, and-" Chris muttered to Chef. "Did you check for rabies?"
"I thought YOU checked."
The two cohosts laughed and laughed, as Zoey made it through the tomato launchers, tossing the pig to Mike, as he ran through the cannonballs to join Sam.
"Ow, ow, ow! OW!"
Both boys were hit by an unsuspecting wave of...
"What the...apples?"
Confessional
Chris McLean: (reading paper) Due to, uh, safety reasons, I was forced to use apples. But this works just fine! Ha ha! I love this show!
End Confessional
Mike was falling behind.
"Ok, Mike. Channel your inner Svetlana...focus...focus..."
Suddenly, Mike felt something in his stomach, and collapsed to the ground. Blurry images of Chris and Chef, then darkness...and a familiar face...
Meanwhile, at the Slam Dunk, Cora turned to Padme.
"Didn't think I'd see you or Hank on the show. I mean, I saw Blais and Moth, but-"
"Stop. Talking. Right. Now."
Cora sighed.
"Padme, I-"
"And you know what's weird? It was TOTALLY unexpected what you did. I still remember the day we met..."
Flashback: Padme.
Padme sat with her friends at the back corner table of the bustling cafeteria of their high school, waiting for Blais. Hank sat at his usual spot in the corner, Moth beside Blais's empty spot. Chuck sat down abruptly at the table, hate notes on his bag.
"Chuck, there's-"
"I know."
He started peeling off the notes, as Blais sat down, happily joining his friends.
"You seem happy." Moth observed. "What are you on?"
"Nothing except 190 drugs that are illegal in 6 countries. Yesterday, I met the most amazing girl."
Claps and pats on the back from his friends.
"So, who's the lucky lady?" Chuck asked.
Blais started to describe Cora. Padme stared at the ongoing mass of tables and students. Everyone she made eye contact with turned away like she was Medusa.
"Uh, Blais?"
"Yeah?"
"You said brown hair, tanned, and a barista you fired?"
"Accidentally fired!"
"Yeah, well, is that her?"
The others turned to where Padme was pointing to reveal none other than Cora.
"Yup, that's her. Didn't realize she went to this high school."
Cora, looking nervous, weaved her way through the tables. She noticed Blais, almost dropping her tray.
"Um...hi?"
"Hey."
She sat in the empty seat to Blais's right.
"We have a lot to catch up on."
End Flashback: Padme.
Chris suddenly dragged the pigs over to the girls.
"Where are Mike and Sam?"
"Mike's had a bit of a fall. All we need is this final obstacle to determine a winner."
"What about Mike?"
"Chef'll help him. Get moving, ladies."
Chris strapped on his familiar jetpack, and flew off.
Padme shoved Cora to the dock, but was held back as the two began wrestling.
"You ruined me and my friends's life. And now I'm gonna ruin you."
Cora kicked away from Padme's grip, and dove through the basketball hoop to victory.
"The Toxic Rats WIN! Maggot's, one of you is going home! See you tonight!"
That night, the Maggots sat down outside the cabin. Anne Maria was in the cabin, and Mike was at the infirmary.
"Anne Maria's dead weight. She only cares about her hair." Padme said.
"Aw come on. It's not THAT bad." Brick argued.
Suddenly, the Rats stormed out of the cabin, coughing and sputtering.
"You need to-ugh, take her sha-down!" Lightning waved the spray away.
"Agreed." Sam coughed.
Elimination.
The Maggots sat at elimination, Mike not among them.
"Mutant Maggots, welcome to your very first elimination ceremony. You've all cast your votes, and someone is about to have a not-so fun ride in the Submarine of Shame!"
The submarine surfaced by the dock, awaiting a victim.
"The first marshmallow will go to...Zoey!
Brick...Hank...Cameron... surprisingly Jo...and Mike!"
Chef took a marshmallow and stomped off to deliver it to Mike.
Anne Maria looked nervously around.
"Hey, wait a minute! Pointy should be going home! How do we know he didn't fake it and try to sabre-tooth us?"
"I believe you mean 'sabotage.'" Cameron corrected.
"Whatever, nerd."
"Padme, Anne Maria, THIS is the final marshmallow of the evening, and it will go to...
...Padme!"
Padme grabbed her marshmallow, and without blinking, tossed it right into the fire.
"I don't eat sugar."
"Ok...regardless, you're still safe. Anne Maria, the Submarine of Shame is that way!"
Anne Maria growled.
"I ain't going down without a FIGHT!"
Chef came back from the infirmary and dragged Anne Maria down to the Submarine of Shame.
"I'm not done here yet!"
But the hatch closed and the sub sank below the lake.
Epilogue.
Mike lay the infirmary bed, asleep. Images coursed through his head...
Subconscious: Mike.
Mike awoke abruptly. Rubbing his head, he found himself in a graveyard, at the foot of a tombstone. The name was Mal.
Mike screamed and scrambled away, finding his other alternate persona's tombstones.
A loud grunt jarred him from his thoughts.
The earth shifted as a rotted hand burst from Mal's tombstone...
End Subconscious: Mike.
And Mike woke up, back in the real world.
Chris watched him on a monitor.
"Woah, now that's insane! What's happening with Mike? Will the Maggots win tomorrow? Or will the Rats have a winning streak? Find out next time, on...TOTAL DRAMA REBOOT OF THE ISLAND!