Total Drama Take 2 Chapter 9: Episode 9: One Night at Logan's, a total drama series fanfic

Episode 9: One Night at Logan's

(Coyler's Note: Bongiorno all,back with the next episode of Total Drama Take 2! Apologies for the long wait,school has just been a real pain,y'know? Been working hard on Chapter 6 Part 2 of Total Despair Academy too but haven't made as much progress since I haven't been able to make myself satisfied with what I come out with. Along with that I've been working on Episode 6 of the Total Despair Academy YouTube series,with about 7 to 8 minutes of footage being made,currently the execution is what has me stumped since I know what to do,but it's really tricky to put together if that makes sense? Oh well,I guess you can't rush things if you want them to come out good,again I'm really sorry about the long wait. Anyway,here's the current order of eliminations so far:

Eliminated:

14th: Justin - Directing Dictators

13th: Dakota - Captivating CameraCrew

12th: Ezekiel - Directing Dictators

11th: Tyler - Directing Dictators

10th: Rodney - Captivating CameraCrew

9th: Trent - Captivating CameraCrew

Still in the Running:

Noah - Directing Dictators

Max - Directing Dictators

Harold - Captivating CameraCrew

Brick - Captivating CameraCrew

Bridgette - Directing Dictators

Dawn - Directing Dictators

Eva - Captivating CameraCrew

Ella - Captivating CameraCrew

We're on the final episode before the teams merge! Wonder who's gonna get eliminated? Oh wait,I'm the writer,I already know who gets kicked off...but you,the readers don't. Coyler,out!)

The sun poked through the curtains of Chris' bedroom for the start of another day. With the taste of sleep in his mouth and gunk in his eyes,Chris rubbed his face as he lay on his bed. "Man,these early mornings are killing me" he grumbled to himself. He rolled over on his side,only to be terrified at the cameracrew lying in bed next to him. "GAH!" Chris yelled,as he jumped and rolled out of bed onto the floor, "What the fuck dudes?! Not. Cool!". This wasn't the kind of wakeup call Chris was a fan of,but he bit his tongue and straightened his hair for the camera and spoke through gritting teeth, "Last time on Total Drama;

Our teams got their hands dirty with some good old fashioned manual labour of the construction kind. Suffice to say,building was indeed done when Harold managed to use his superior architectural skills to create an elaborate mansion that totally smoked the humble abode of the Dictators. If the challenge immediately after wasn't to destroy the homes then maybe I would've let the contestants live in them. Oh well,too bad so sad. Using the power of explosives in all the wrong ways,the CameraCrew managed to unintentionally hand the Dictators their win on a bomb shaped platter when their advantage accidentally helped the Dictators to win the challenge. At the Gilded Chris Ceremony it was quite the surprise when everyone's favourite friendly neighbourhood cool guy Trent was sent to the Lame-O-Sine after a false misconception that he had busted Eva's nose with a hammer. Funny stuff,right? We're down to 8 contestants,meaning this will be our player's final day of working in their teams. Who'll be the last cast member eliminated before the merge? Who'll be making the merge? And what will today's challenge hold? Find out right now,on Total! Drama! Take 2!".

*Boardroom Meeting - 1 Hour before Trent's Elimination*

In the head offices across from the film-lot,an important meeting was taking place. Standing at the end of a large table of co-workers,Mr Coyle was going over plans for the newest set of challenges for Total Drama Take 2. "As you can see here" Mr Coyle began as he pointed at the white board, "The contestants are gonna be located around this area here,with the main equipment being provided by the absolute GigaChad sitting right before you" he continued,as he pointed at his friend Logan who was near the top of the table. Logan clicked his fingers , "Don't mention it man,always happy to help The Coyler any way I can". "The help is always appreciated muchacho" Mr Coyle smiled,doing a JoJo pose at the young British man. One man,a new member of the office,chuckled "It's funny to see things like this in an office,I heard this place was apparently insane with someone trashing the entire office!". Elias scoffed, "Shut it newbie,our buddy Coyle lost his temper because some bitch rang him up while he was in an important business meeting with a client,in which said bitch slandered his entire career!" he explained, "All this while on the stolen phone of Chris,the dude who's hosting the current season". The man folded his arms, "O-Oh,sorry! I didn't know how the incident fully went down". Mr Coyle sighed, "It's fine,it's fine,don't worry about it Aramis. You'll learn the ropes in good time. Now getting back on topic!" he exclaimed as he began drawing a diagram on the board, "We have two separate buildings with the copies of the same equipment in order to make things a bit more balanced since after tonight both teams will have four members each" he explained. "Unless someone decides to be a hero again and quits" Alex laughed, "I mean c'mon,you remember how Ezekiel went out right? Who's to say it wouldn't happen again?". "Well they're pretty far into the competition now so I doubt people would start voluntarily dropping out" replied a woman in a suit at the back of the table, "I know if it were me I'd go all the way to win that sick million dollars!". Mr Coyle laughed, "Nice to hear. None of you in this entire office besides my three main dudes up here will ever get a chance to compete,but nice all the same". "Hmm,well that's something nice to make me feel welcome" Aramis muttered to himself. "Hmm? What was that Aramigo?" Mr Coyle asked, "Care to share something with the rest of the room?". Aramis chuckled and put his hands up, "I-I'ts nothing important,I was just saying how welcome you've made me feel" he explained nervously. Mr Coyle smiled and gave a thumbs up, "No problem Aramigo,I really try my best!" he smiled. Mr Coyle checked his watch, "Oh shit,would you look at that! We're 5 minutes past the end of the meeting. Apologies guys,you can all head on your way. I'll see you bright and early tomorrow!" he exclaimed, "Bart,Logan,Alex,stay behind for a bit would you? The Coyler wants to banter with his confidants". Everyone in the room picked up their briefcases,got up and left,most muttering and grumbling to themselves about how they wished they'd stayed at home.

Mr Coyle rubbed his hands, "Alright bo-...uh,dude? Why are you still here?". "I'm sorry" Aramis began, "I'm just not really sure what to do now". Mr Coyle rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Ah,right. Well your work is done for the day so you can head back home and relax for the evening". Aramis smiled, "Thank you very much Sir,I'll see you tomorrow!" he called out as he walked out of the office. "Finally the new guy is gone" Elias sighed, "He's seriously bringing down the vibes we used to have". "Relax Bart,Aramigo ain't that bad,he's just excited to be working somewhere new,that's all" Mr Coyle explained, "Don't get me wrong,his lack of knowing what to do can be slightly grating but I appreciate the enthusiasm he brings in. It's a nice change of pace compared to you fuckers,y'know?" he laughed. Alex leaned back in his chair, "Why'd you even hire him in the first place? Did the boss put out the word to do so?". "Uh,I am the boss lad" Mr Coyle pointed out, "Look he's only gonna be here for a few weeks on a trial run,he just got out of college and needs a job,I get on well with his Dad and owed him a favour". Logan raised an eyebrow, "Who cares about the new guy? I wanna know about that fit white haired girl I keep seeing you with. I checked her Instagram the other night and gotta admit..." he began, "...fucking nice one bro,you really scored big time tryna take hentai to the next level!" he cheered,punching Mr Coyle's shoulder and making the guys all laugh. "No no no,she's new to the office for advertising,I'm just trying to be a good boss,y'know?" Mr Coyle explained,waving his hands. Alex laughed, "Oh yeah that's a great move,I bet you'll be giving her a real promotion in a few weeks,eh?" he joked,making the four guys all laugh. "Ah,truly there is no better time spent than time with The Bois" Mr Coyle sighed happily.

*Craft Services Tent - Present*

"Waiter! I am peckish for dinner!" Max whined as he sat at the Dictators table. "Almost ready man,relax!" Noah yelled from the kitchen. "Hurry up! I don't have all day!" Max scolded. Noah eventually emerged with a steaming pizza and a glass of orange juice,placing them on the table in front of Max. "Hmm" Max murmured as he examined the drink, "Did you make sure to put extra pulp in it?". Noah nodded, "Of course buddy" he said through gritted teeth, "Anything for you!". Max took a sip,placed the drink onto the table and knocked it over by flicking the top. "Ew" was all the Inventor could say. Noah was furious but tried his best to hide it, "Oh come on,why'd you do that?". Max scoffed, "There was pulp in it,obviously" he grumbled. "What?" Noah asked,an eye twitching. "I don't like pulp" Max spat, "It's quite disgusting". "But you told me MULTIPLE TIMES that you wanted pulp!" Noah exclaimed. Max giggled, "I know. How utterly eeeeevvvvviiiiilllll of me,teehee".

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Noah (Directing Dictators): *he screams into his shirt before addressing the camera* I. Am going. To lose it! I've been tryna suck up to Max to try and gain his trust so that he'll help me stay in the game,but the purple haired little bastard is INTENTIONALLY trying to fuck with me,I'M CERTAIN OF IT!

Max (Directing Dictators): Noah has been trying to befriend me,most likely with the ulterior motives of reaching the merge where he can gain new allies...so of course I've been intentionally trying to fuck with him. Bridgette and Dawn seem set in their ways of disliking him,so there really is nothing that he can do. *sighs* Yep,after what he's been doing this entire season,I think a little humiliation will serve Noah right.

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"And then there's the matter of Bakugo's explosions looking really cool but doing literally no damage to people or the surrounding environment" Harold rambled. He was explaining to his team why he wasn't a huge fan of 'My Hero Academia'. Brick rubbed his head, "You really thought the best conversation starter would be fictional explosion damage the day after we had to eliminate Trent because we fucked up a house explosion?". "If anything I thought it would fit thematically" Harold replied,pushing up his glasses. "I regret not sending you home at every elimination Harold" Eva spat coldly. "Same to you Sir" Harold retorted. Ella could sense some tension as Harold,Brick and Eva were practically glaring at each other in a triangle. "S-So,what do you think our next challenge will be?" she piped up, "Maybe something to do with animals?". Harold tapped his chin, "Something to do with robots would be pretty cool". "I was always a fan of Tower Defence games on my phone" Brick added, "I remember my brother and I would play this real hardcore one when on the battlefield. It was so bone chillingly intense that I probably shouldn't even mention it's name" he dramatically explained. There was a brief silence as the three at the table took this information in. "Was it 'Plants Vs Zombies'?" Harold asked. Brick took a pause for a few seconds "...no.".

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Brick (Captivating CameraCrew): How could he have known? Maybe he's beaten the game before and was able to recall the brutal difficulty and intense strategic tactics needed?

Harold (Captivating CameraCrew): I don't know how many times the original has been bested by me,but I do remember playing PvZ on the DS a lot...yeah that's right I played it on DS instead of Mobile because I'm cool like that.

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Eva was confused, "What are you two even talking about?". Brick shook his head, "It's too much to explain,it would only make sense if you put in the many hours of pain,torture and sleepless nights in order to gain the true experience" he told her,again quite dramatically. Harold brought up his phone, "Or you could just watch Diamondbolt's video on it,he's a funny dude".

"No time for video's dudes,because it's challenge time!" Chris chortled as he walked into the tent. Bridgette rubbed her eyes, "Seriously? It's getting kinda late though dontcha think?". Chris shook his head, "Not at all! In fact this is perfect timing my friends,for tonight's challenge will be based on horror movies!". "Horror movies?" Dawn asked, "Oh dear". "Not a horror fan?" Bridgette asked, "Don't worry,I'm not the best at scary stuff either" she smiled as she then looked at Max and Noah who were squabbling at the other end of the table, "Something tells me those two aren't the bravest either". Dawn chuckled, "A fair point,you still remember what happened last night?". Bridgette laughed, "Wouldn't be able to forget it for a loooooong time".

*The Previous Night*

"KILL IT! KILL IT!" Max shrieked as he cowered on the large sink in the communal bathrooms. "Oh my God shut up!" Noah screamed as he tried to steady himself before bringing down a mop on a large spider that was darting across the floor. "Shit shit SHIT" Noah cried as he clambered on top of the stall deviders. "Noooooo!" Max wailed as the spider began crawling up the wall towards him. He tried to trap it in a cardboard toilet roll tube,but the spider just crawled out the top at the speed of light and up his arm. Max obviously began screaming like a girl and running in circles as Noah tried to maintain balance and throw things to knock it off. While all this was happening,Dawn and Bridgette had been listening through the window and watching through a crack in the door,dying of laughter the entire time.

*Back to the Present*

Brick raised an arm, "What kind of challenge will it be? Considering the horror theme I would assume something along the lines of survival from a killer of sorts?". Chris swished his hair, "Excellent question Brick,all will be revealed. I want you all to meet me out front in 20 minutes" he told the group as he walked away before any more questions could be asked. "Strange,we must be leaving the film-lot for the challenge" said Dawn. Noah shrugged, "It's not exactly that big of a deal,after all we've had to leave before for other challenges in the past". Eva scratched her chin, "Chris said we were doing something based on horror movies,right? Maybe we gotta get through one of those haunted house attractions that you see at carnivals?". Ella shuddered, "Oh I never go in those! Too scary for me!". "Ah yes,minimum wage high school dropouts covered in ketchup really does make the hairs on my neck stand up" Noah snarked. "Kind of like arachnids do?" Dawn asked,glancing at Noah. Noah furrowed his eyebrows, "I have no idea what you're talking about". "Whatever you say Spiderman" Bridgette teased.

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Ella (Captivating CameraCrew): I didn't know Noah was scared of spiders too! I love all animals across the animal kingdom,but spiders are just a little teensy bit too much for me.

Noah (Directing Dictators): Something tells me those girls are gonna keep bringing that spider incident up to mock me.

Bridgette (Directing Dictators): *J. Jonah Jameson laugh*

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*Outside the front gates: Time - 9:30pm*

"Thanks for being quick about it,you're all 10 minutes late!" Chris sulked as he leaned against the bus trying to light a cigarette that Chef had handed him, "Yo Chef,little help here?". Chef leaned over from the driver's seat to light Chris' cigarette with his own, "My bad man,that lighter's been dying on me" he grunted. "Mind telling us where we're headed?" Eva asked as everyone filed onto the bus. Chris shook his head, "You'll see when we get there" he chortled. The streetlights began to flicker on as Chef drove through the city,being sure to hit every possible pothotle,fire hydrant and cyclist that he could. The contestants were tired considering how late into the day it was,usually challenges took place early in the morning or the middle of the day rather than the time they'd normally take to wind down and shift into lazy mode for the evening. As Chef continued to drive,Chris grinned and stood up at the front of the aisle, "Alrighty,I'm sure you've all been wondering what exactly you're doing tonight. Before I explain,lemme ask something real quick. Any of you ever played the horror game series 'Five Nights at Freddy's'?" he asked. Harold,Max and Noah groaned hearing the name. "Aw man,don't tell me we have to play that shit" Harold rasped. "It's been years since I moved past that phase of my life" Noah muttered to himself,getting cringy flashbacks in his head of playing the games as a young kid during the mid 2000's. "I remember I played through the games on stream a few months ago" Max complained, "Suffice to say I did not enjoy myself". Chris was pleased with the reaction given,but before he could say anything else the bus grinded to a halt. Thunder claps could be heard as Chef turned around in his seat, "We're here. EVERYONE OFF!" he barked,as the contestants quickly exited the bus to avoid being verbally abused by Chef.

As the thunder continued to grow louder and louder,the contestants stood in a dark car park,the only lights now coming from street lights and the illumination of some nearby buildings. Chris put his hands in his pockets, "Okay dudes and dudettes,here's the location of your next challenge! As I said on the bus,your next challenge will be based on horror,with the specific theme being the popular online strategy game 'Five Nights and Freddy's'. As you can see there's two buildings behind me that a buddy of Mr Coyle owns,one being a night club while the other is a kids entertainment pizza place. Your challenge is to survive the night from now until 6:30am tomorrow morning. Sticking with the classic themes of the show,there's gonna be a few surprises lurking in the darkness" he explained,beaming from ear to ear as the others murmured to each other. "Is it gonna follow the game's concept of being security guards?" Harold asked. Chris nodded, "Correct Harold,you'll be posted up in the security rooms to check cameras and stuff. The team with the most players standing by the end of the night will win immunity,however if both teams have the same number of players left then the next vote will see you all go to a Gilded Chris Ceremony to vote off the next cast member" he explained as he pulled out a bag, "Your uniforms are in here,take one each and put it on once you get inside. Dictators,for winning the last challenge you get to pick your building for the night. Will it be the restaurant or the night club?". Noah tapped his chin, "Give us a second". The Dictators took a few steps away and huddled into a circle to discuss the pros and cons of each option. Five minutes later when they reached a decision,they split and walked back over to the group. "We'll take the night club" said Bridgette. Chris clicked his fingers, "Good call dudes,good call" he turned to the CameraCrew, "Looks like you guys are in the restaurant. Everyone take your uniforms and hop to it!". Chris put the bag of uniforms on the ground and clambered back onto the bus, "I'll see you guys tomorrow!" he chortled as Chef drove off. "Y'know the night's still young,wanna go hit up a bar and score some chicks?" Chris smirked. "Heh,I thought you'd never ask" Chef laughed.

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Bridgette (Directing Dictators): I know I keep joking about how bad the budget is and all that other stuff,but I gotta admit that this uniform looks pretty good on me!

Brick (Captivating CameraCrew): Well this should be easy,I used to get placed on nightwatch all the time in the military. I mean seriously,it's just a pizza shop. How hard could it be?

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*Bumpin' Booze Nightclub: Time - 10:15pm*

The inside of nightclub was somewhat dark and gloomy,with only a few lights on to illuminate the pitch black hallways. Dawn bit her lip, "W-Would anyone care to go first?". "Ladies first?" Noah suggested,gesturing at Bridgette. Bridgette rolled her eyes, "My hero". Max scoffed and moved to the front,sucking in his gut "Have no fear,for I shall lead us!" he declared. Max took the largest stride that he could take into the darkness and instantly slipped on a puddle of beer,his front leg sliding forward. A loud crack could be heard as Max lay on the ground doing the splits,his eyes were wide and teeth clentched together. "Woah" Noah sniggered, "You okay man?". "Mhm" Max replied,clearly in pain.

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Noah (Directing Dictators): Ooh,that had to hurt.

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As the Dictators walked through the dark halls,they eventually began to hear what sounded like music. Continuing to a set of doors they entered what seemed to be the main room of nightclub,some coloured lights dotted around and a young man sitting at a table. On the large DJ stage stood what looked to be statues of different of people dressed like DJ's and generic partygoers. "Ah,finally you guys have arrived" the man at the desk said as he took a swig of his drink. "Hmm? Who's there?" Dawn asked,taking a flashlight out of her pocket and shining it in the man's direction. The man covered his face, "Gah! Turn that light off man,it's hurting my eyes!" he yelled as Dawn quickly turned off the flashlight. Standing up,the man adjusted himself, "The name's Logan Armitage,I'm one of Mr Coyle's close buddies. The reason I'm here is to give you guys some basic pointers on what to do here for your challenge" he explained. Noah raised an eyebrow, "We were just told to handle security,shouldn't require any more explanation than that". Logan chuckled, "You poor fools,I guess Chris didn't tell you everything? See I own this here nightclub and the pizza joint across the car park,it's pretty much my whole gig besides occassionally helping Coyle out as one of his close confidants" he explained.

Logan turned around and pointed at the figures on stage, "Those guys and gals right there are what you'll have to be looking out for,they're animatronics with some AI intelligence software plugged in to work the music and stuff during parties. You basically gotta make sure they don't get up to anything bad during the night". Bridgette was confused, "I'm sorry to ask but,aren't they just pieces of metal? I can't really understand how guarding them is gonna be a challenge". "Well,even though we shut them off at closing times they don't always stay off all night due to their AI chips. According to past security guards they have been known to walk around at night of their own accord" said Logan. Dawn was nervous, "Are they dangerous?". Logan shrugged, "Not that I know of,the most I've heard from past guards on the night shift is that they sometimes find the animatronics looking at the cameras while being watched by guards and going outside the office trying to get in" Logan laughed,making it tough to deduce whether or not he was joking. He began walking off and waved his arm, "C'mon,I'll show you the security office you'll spend the night in". Noah,Bridgette and a pained Max followed after Logan,while Dawn looked at the animatronics with thoughts of slight fear,though after realising she was alone she quickly ran off to join the others. As she left the room,she didn't notice what sounded like a multiple cameras zooming in and out.

"Here it is,command central" Logan announced as he lead the four cast members into the camera room. It was quite small for how large the nightclub was,with two sets of L-desks pushed together on either side with monitors and switches to view parts of the building,along with 4 office swivel chairs sitting at each desk. There was two doors,one that they entered and another directly in front of them leading to the backrooms which were out of access to the public,a small vending machine was standing next to the door containing different snacks and drinks as well as a some shutters on either side of the room next to doors allowing a view into the hallway. "Hmph,cosy" Max noted. "You guys will be spending a lot of your time here,of course you're free to wander around but I would personally recommend staying put" Logan advised, "Each of these monitors is rigged up to every camera in the building,so you can't see everywhere at once since there's far more cameras than monitors. Luckily you have this" he said,tapping a large keyboard. "Lemme guess,it lets us change the monitors?" Noah asked. Logan clicked his fingers, "Bingo dude". Logan sat down and started flicking through the different cameras, "It's quite easy to use. As you can see here,the bottom corner of the monitor will display a number and a letter to signify the camera identity,so all you have to do is punch in the corresponding code into the keyboard to swap views". Bridgette folded her arms, "That doesn't sound too hard".

Logan stood up and moved towards the doors, "You got two ways in and out of the office,being these doors on opposite sides of the room. Now you can't control them with the keyboard but you do have two switches here" he explained,pointing at the red and gray buttons. There was one panel next to each door with the same two buttons,one saying 'light' and other saying 'open/close'. Dawn raised a hand, "Um,why is there a light?". "It's just so you can see the hallway outside a bit easier since it's pretty dark" said Logan. With the explanation finished,Logan rubbed his hands together as he began zipping up his jacket and putting on his gloves to handle the cold better since he was walking home, "Welp,that's all I got guys. I'll cya tomorrow morning!" he called out as he began walking out of the room,catching the Dictators off guard at how sudden his exit was. Dawn stuck her head through the left side door, "H-Hey wait! Didn't you say earlier that the robots try and get into the office? What do we do if they show up?" she said,her voice wavering in uncertainty. Logan could be heard scoffing as he dissapeared into the darkness, "Don't worry,the most that they apparently do is think your one of them out of costume and try put you into a springlock suit that they themselves wear all the time,just don't open the doors and you'll be fine!" he called out. Hearing what would happen if they were caught by the animatronics,Max,Noah and Bridgette stuck their heads out too,fear on their faces as they all simultaneously yelled "WHAT?!". "Good luck!" Logan chortled. His footsteps gradually grew softer and softer until he eventually reached the outside of the nightclub and locked the doors.

He pulled out his phone and dialled a number, "Hey man,just finished with my batch of contestants and locked up". "Noice,how'd it go?" Mr Coyle said on the other side of the phone. Logan shrugged, "Pretty well,I gave them a little scare by telling them they'd get stuffed into a springlock suit FNAF suit if caught". Mr Coyle could be heard laughing, "Heh heh,deadly! Excellent work compadre. Is Alex out yet?". Logan looked around the car park, "Nah,he's probably still getting the other team set up. Think I might just head home if that's cool?". "Go for it lad,I'm just about to clock out for the day too once I get the last of this paperwork done" Mr Coyle replied, "Cheers for letting us use the nightclub and pizza place,massively appreciate it". "Not a problem" Logan smiled as he started walking home. "Aight I gotta go,I really wanna finish up so I can go home and kick back with a cup of tea" Mr Coyle sighed, "Tell Alex I said cheers for helping out too. Coyle,out". The phone hung up as Logan stuck his hands into his pocket,the air becoming misty as he exhaled the cold air. A drop of water hit his nose,signalling rain. Logan grumbled to himself about potentially getting rained on,putting on his headphones and pulling up his hood,not noticing the thunder claps growing louder and louder.

*Across the road at Papa Logan's Pizza: Time - 11:45pm*

The CameraCrew were handling the job without any issue. Having been given the rundown by a man named Alex they decided to just stay put with the doors closed to try and wait it out until morning. Brick was leaning back with his feet on a desk while he played with a paddle ball,Harold was watching a Scott the Woz video on his phone,Eva was trying to get a drink out of the vending machine that had gotten stuck and Ella was quietly watching the cameras to make sure nothing was happening. Unlike the nightclub which had animatronics themed on music,the pizza shop had animatronics themed around animals. As Harold had pointed out during their rundown by Alex,it was definitely FNAF'in' time. "Hey Ella,how are we looking over there?" Brick asked. Ella spun around in her chair, "Everything is okay! It's just very calm and still" she smiled. Harold shrugged, "Honestly I can't see anything going wrong. I mean c'mon,you guys don't believe all the stuff that Alex guy was talking about,right?" he asked. "Nah" Eva grunted as she squatted on her knees with her hand in the vending machine, "I bet he made it all up just to scare us" she grumbled as she pulled her hand out and kicked the machine, "GOD FUCK IT!" she screamed as she grappled both sides of the machine and began shaking it. "You okay Eva?" Brick asked pulling a coin out of his pocket and tossing it to her, "Here,get a Snickers. You aren't you when you're hungry" he chuckled,making Harold and Ella laugh. Eva rolled her eyes as she stared at the drink she had bought,leaning against the glass while still stuck on it's shelf. She looked around to see if there was anything else she could use but her search was fruitless. Eventually she sighed and stood up, "I'm gonna go look for something to bust open this machine" she said,walking towards the door. Harold raised an eyebrow, "You sure that's a good idea?". "Of course it is!" Eva snapped as she opened the door and pulled out her flashlight to navigate the dark corridors. "Wait a second" said Brick, "Probably best if you don't go alone. Remember those robots are said to walk around at night". Eva scoffed, "You really believe that? Even if they do they won't do anything,it's just piles of scrap metal on stilts". Brick folded his arms, "Nonetheless it wouldn't be wise to risk it. Ella,go with Eva and make sure she stays out of trouble". Ella stood up and saluted, "Yes sir!". She pulled out her flashlight, "Come on Eva,let's go!" she smiled. Eva rolled her eyes, "Alright alright alright,just don't be saying loads of happy and cheery stuff".

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Ella (Captivating CameraCrew): I was excited to have something to do,even if it meant having to go into the dark. At least I had Eva to keep me company!

Eva (Captivating CameraCrew): To some it probably seems dumb to get so worked up over a drink,but I refuse to allow myself to beaten by a vending machine of all things. That'd just be embarrassing.

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Eva and Ella found themselves entering the main dining room. It was pitch black around the room excluding the flashlight beams that scoped out the area,shadows dancing across the walls from the tables,chairs and animatronics. The animatronics were standing on a small stage,as while usually the shop was used my users of the nightclub for affordable munchies at night it was mostly used during the day as a place for families,hence why the animatronics were themed around animals. "They seemed scary at first,but looking at them up close they are a little cute!" Ella added,as she stood on stage next to an animatronic badger. "Get down from there would ya? We're not here to gawk at the dumb robots" Eva scowled as she looked for something to use. Ella tapped her chin as she looked at the face of an animatronic beaver, "Hmm,that's weird. It looked a light came on it's eyes" she mused to herself,taking a small step forward and leaning in for a closer a look. The eyes of the beaver were in the same position looking dead ahead until suddenly shifted over and glanced right in Ella's direction,causing her to yelp in fright and jump back. "E-E-EVA! DID YOU S-SEE THAT?!" she shouted nervously. Eva turned around, "Huh? What?" she grumbled as she shone her flashlight, "I told you to stay away from those things!" she yelled as Ella jumped off the stage and backed away,standing sheepishly next to Eva. "T-T-T" Ella trembled. "T-T-T-TODAY JUNIOR!" Eva yelled sarcastically. Ella raised a hand, "T-The eyes...they followed me!" she whispered. Suddenly everything froze as the cameras pulled back to reveal Mr Coyle,who had a live feed inside his office as he finished up his work for the day. He looked at the lone cameraman and fixed his hair before speaking, "Looks like things are getting a little spooky,am I right? What could possibly happen to our infamous ragtag team of misfits? Will they manage to get alive? And who is being sent home next? Find out after the break!" he smiled as the camera shut off. Mr Coyle shook his head, "Finally I can go home,have a nice cup of tea and then go to bed. Happy fucking days" he sighed happily.

COMMERICAL BREAK

Narrator: "He was just a teenage dude who wanted to kick ass in a cool suit..."

*On the phone in a bedroom*

Tyler: "Harold! I know what we can do for our project!"

*Outside a high school*

Harold: "I'm just saying you should give it a shot,GOSH!"

*On a Discord chat*

Harold: "It sounds good,but where would we get the supplies or the money to do something like that?"

*Tyler and Harold walk into a giant mansion where they are greeted by a Butler*

Bernard: "Hello Sirs,I assume you're here to see Master Bartlett?"

*Sitting on an L-shape couch are for guys inside the den,Tyler and Harold standing before them*

Elias: "So,I have a warehouse over by the old oil factory,has all kinds of tech and materials"

Elias: "I'll also give you a loan of $15k,how's that?"

*Montage of Tyler,Harold and Ezekiel creating a suit inside the warehouse*

Tyler: "I have an idea..."

*Tyler is outside and jumps at a wall,climbing it and looking down in excitement*

Tyler: "WHOOOOOOO!"

*Inside the warehouse*

Tyler: "You know Bart?"

Ezekiel: "Of course I do,eh"

*Shows a montage of Elias' high lifestyle*

Ezekiel: "Heir to the Bartcorp legacy,morbillionaire,could pull any woman he wanted?"

*Ezekiel shakes his head*

Ezekiel: "Who doesn't know him,eh?"

*Cuts to different shots showing crime rates rising as Tyler suits up in his suit while a group of figures sits at a long table*

Narrator: "Spider-Guy: Freshman Year! Coming this Fall!"

COMMERCIAL BREAK END

*Bumpin' Booze Nightclub: Time - 11:50pm*

"Hey look,I'm DJ Marshmello! Uh...howdy howdy howdy" said Bridgette as she pulled different poses behind the DJ decks while wearing a spare animatronic mask. "Would you knock it off!" Noah snapped as he yanked the mask off of Bridgette's hair,some sharps pieces getting caught in her hair. Bridgette sucked air through her teeth in pain and rubbed the back of her head, "Ahhhh! Dick!" she snapped,punching Noah in the gut. Noah hunched over holding his stomach,but was back standing up straight after a few seconds before slapping Bridgette across the back of the head, "Cut it out you dingus,we aren't here to fool around!" he snapped. Bridgette rolled her eyes, "Then why are we here? I thought the plan was just to stay in office in case the robots started walking around". Noah jumped off the stage and folded his arms,turning back to look up, "If I recall correctly there was 5 animatronics. Robin Gibb,Carl Douglas,Maurice White,The Marshmello and Rick Astley" he explained as Bridgette took a selfie with the Rick Astley animatronic, "Now tell me Bridgette,out of those names I listed,which one is missing?" Noah asked. Bridgette looked around, "Uh...well...I actually don't know the names of any of these guys besides Rick Astley". Noah was surprised, "S-Seriously? You don't know any of these guys? Excluding Marshmello and Rick three of these guys are some are the greatest disco music creators in history". Bridgette shrugged, "Eh,that whole disco scene was never really my thing. I preferred more modern stuff or classic rock. Disco was just kinda...there". Noah shook his head, "Wow I'm quite surprised that you don't listen to any disco music,which admittedly is a niche genre,but even more surprised that you don't know Carl Douglas,Mr Kung-Fu Fighting himself". Bridgette gasped, "Oh I know that one! It's all like 'Everyone was kung-fu fighting! Those cats were fast as lightning! Hiyah!" she yelled as she karate chopped the DJ decks,hurting her hands due to hitting a metal support pole. While Bridgette massaged her hand,Noah rolled his eyes and wandered off.

CONFESSIONAL START

Noah (Directing Dictators): To those who guessed that The Marshmello was gone,congratulations! You win the satisfaction of getting the correct answer to something Bridgette couldn't even get. I mean honestly,sometimes she can go from being incredibly smart to incredibly stupid at the drop of time. I'm not sure if that should impress me or make me sulk,how Zeke and Tyler put up with her I'll never understand. *sigh*

Bridgette (Directing Dictators): I don't know what Noah's deal is,maybe he just needs to get laid or something,heh heh. Anyway,after I hurt my hand I noticed that I was suddenly by myself which was a little scary at first,but I didn't think anything would really happen.

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In the office,Max and Dawn had pulled a small table from outside and were sitting at in an intense card game that would decide the fate of their gut pangs of pain. "Draw 4 cards" said Max as he placed down a card. Dawn picked up 4 cards from the pile of cards and smirked, "Draw 4 cards,skip your turn,Draw 4 cards,switch turns to me,draw 4 cards,skip,draw 4 cards,Uno I win" she smiled. Max was dumbfounded and in shock at what had just happened,he'd never lost at Uno before. "INCONCEIVABLE!" he yelled,slamming the table. Dawn extended a hand, "I believe it is time to 'pay the piper' good sir" she giggled. Max begrudgingly pulled out a $5 bill and handed it to,sinking back into his chair in a sulk. "Do you want to play again?" Dawn asked as she got a drink from the vending machine. Max shook his head, "I must decline,I don't believe I can afford to continue" he sighed,pulling his pockets inside out with the only thing to fall being his keys and a Mars bar. He pulled himself up to sit up properly and pushed himself off the table to spin round to the monitors on the behind him, "Hmm,let's see if anything bizarre has occurred" he said. Switching to Camera 5 in the main room,he took a good look as he leaned in to see better,putting on his reading glasses and scratching his chin, "Dawn? Could you take a look at this?". Dawn walked over and knelt down to get a look,slightly terrified at what she saw. Bridgette was in the process of being held up by the throat against the wall by something that was repeatedly punching her in the gut,eventually delivering a punch to the face that knocked her unconscious. The figure began to slowly walk out of sight,so Max switched between the different cameras to follow the figure as it entered a storage room and dumped Bridgette onto a table before packing her into a box. "W-What are we watching?" Dawn whispered in fright. "I don't know,but it probably isn't good" Max replied,picking up a pair of headphones to try and listen through the camera speakers.

Once Bridgette was sealed into the box,the figure turned around and made direct eye contact with the camera,staring for a few moments before releasing an ear piercing shriek that nearly made Max's eardrums explode. Clanking could be heard as it quickly left the room and began moving down the corridors. At this point Dawn was terrified and white as a ghost unsure of what to do. "M-Max! W-What do we do?!" she yelped. Max cleaned the inside of his ears with some tissue, "WHAT?" he yelled,still unable to hear perfectly. Dawn face palmed,until hearing something that made her blood run cold...the sound of heavy footsteps. Grabbing a torch from her back pocket she shakily point a torch out in the direction the footsteps were coming from,eventually poking her head out just enough to see. At the end of the long corridor was the figure that attacked Bridgette,turning it's head slowly to make direct eye contact with Dawn like a deer in headlights. "o-o-oh m-my g-g-god" Dawn stuttered. All was silent and still,Dawn looked the figure in the eyes as no one moved...until Max suddenly knocked over a chair which made a loud CRASH! That noise was all it took,as the figure darted right towards Dawn letting out the same shriek before as it clanked towards her.

Screaming bloody murder Dawn screamed and scrambled to safety,smashing the "Close" button on the door over and over until it slammed shut,doing the same on the other side of the room,turning off the lights and pulling the shutters. Max stood to his feet, "What's going on? What are you doing woman,it's too dark!" he exclaimed. "SHHHHHH!" Dawn hissed as she crouched underneath a table, "IT'LL HEAR YOU!". Max scoffed, "What will hear me?" he asked,walking over towards the shutters and pulling them back while using his torch,revealing a frightening sight. There stood The Marshmello animatronic,missing it's mask with rust and oil coating what looked to be a human-like skeleton,fit with sharp,jagged teeth and claws as well as dark brooding eyes. Seeing Max it immediately began slashing at the window shrieking and trying to get into the office. While Dawn was underneath the desk too scared to move,Max wasn't having any of it. After all,a genius of his importance could NEVER be bested by a mere machine. "So,you think you're top of the line,eh?" Max snarked,as he hoisted up his trousers over his round stomach,picking up a torch in one hand and a baseball bat in another. "w-where did you get t-that?" Dawn shuddered,poking her head out from underneath the table. Max shrugged, "I found it underneath a rooftile in the bathroom,figured it might be useful" he explained as he walked over to the door. The Marshmello could be heard scratching the door on the other side,so Max hit the switch for the lights and waited a second. The scratching stopped for a second,however as soon as it started again he quickly hit the switch to open the door. Caught off guard by this,The Marshmello stumbled through the open door into the office and right into the line of attack. Taking aim,Max took a mighty swing at the animatronic's head and smashed it to pieces using the baseball bat,pushing a chair into it to knock the body off it's feet before beating the body with the metal bat. The shrieking continued for a few seconds before cutting out as The Marshmello's power finally died out. "It's safe to come out now" Max called out as he wiped the oil off his hands with some tissues. Dawn shakily emerged from underneath the table,amazed at the sight of carnage before her, "WOW! Y-YOU GOT IT!" she exclaimed in shock and awe, "Y-YOU ACTUALLY DID IT MAX!" she cheered,hugging the genius. Max smirked,puffing out his chest and putting his hands on either side of his waist, "All in a night's work for such an incredible intellect such as me" he boasted.

CONFESSIONAL START

Dawn (Directing Dictators): I didn't really see much of the fight,but Max was so cool! He beat that mean robot into scrap metal as if it were nothing! I've never seen anything of the sorts in my entire life before,incredible!

Max (Directing Dictators): *tips his guard hat* I am aware of the effect that I have on women,that pathetic excuse for an animatronic didn't stand a chance.

CONFESSIONAL END

"Now that that's taken care of,should we go and find Bridgette?" Dawn asked. Max planted the bat onto the ground and shook his head, "No,it would probably be a risk to do that. We know where she is and that's locked up in a box,maybe she'll be fine until morning" he replied as he pulled a chair back over to the monitors, "What I am concerned about is Noah's location. We haven't seen him since he left earlier to check on something with Bridgette" he pointed out, "With Bridgette currently incapacitated it does slightly worry me that the same may have happened to Noah". Dawn nodded, "I myself do not like Noah that much,but I wouldn't like anything like...well...that to happen to him" she grimaced,pointing at the smashed Marshmello. "Indeed" said Max as he put on a new pair of headphones, "We don't know where Noah is,or how he's doing at the moment. For all we know it could ages to fi-" he began before stopping as he heard a girl screaming. Dawn looked around, "Oh no! Is that Bridgette?" she asked worriedly. Max checked Camera 8 where the scream had come from a sighed, "No,it's just Noah running from Carl Douglas" he said,pointing to the camera which showed Noah running down a hallway screaming like a girl while being chased by the animatronic Carl Douglas as it ran like it was doing Kung-Fu. "Should we help him?" Dawn asked as she watched in confusion at how a guy could scream like that. Max checked another monitor, "Looks like he's on the other side of the building. Unfortunately we wouldn't be able to reach him in time so he'll just have to take one for the team". Dawn chuckled, "Are you sure?" she asked as she watched Noah get tackled and beaten up by Carl Douglas. "Indeed" Max smirked as he pulled something out from his pocket which he broke in half, "Mars bar?".

*Papa Logan's Pizza: Time - 2:07am*

"C'MON! CAN'T WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS?!" Harold begged as he slapped the closing button for the door over and over again. It was now 2:07 in the morning and suffice to say,things weren't exactly going the greatest. Like the animatronics in the nightclub,the pizza shop animatronics were also walking around attacking them however the pizza shop ones seemed a lot more ruthless and violent,if you can believe that. Ella and somehow Brick and Eva had managed to be defeated and captured,leaving Harold all alone in the security office by himself as an animatronic weasel pounded on the door,occassionally releasing a text-to-speech laugh. "LOOK I HATE EXTERMINATORS TOO,OKAY?! THEY KILL THOUSANDS OF WEASELS EVERY YEAR AND I AGREE IT ISN'T RIGHT!" Harold rasped in anguish. The pounding continued,until Harold began to hear faint footsteps and more text-to-speech laughing coming from the very end of the other corridor directly across from him. "Aw shit,this really isn't my night" Harold sighed to himself. Grabbing some tape from a drawer he picked up a stapler in order to hold the left door closed while he leapt across the room to hammer away on the button that would close the right door. He was just in the nick of time as the animatronic badger began furiously scratching at the steel in the hope's of breaking in. Harold used the same method again,this time picking up a box of staples and using to hold the right door closed. While he prided himself on not being very religious,Harold was fairly certain that he was probably going to die. As such he knelt down and did something he could've never imagined himself doing - praying.

CONFESSIONAL START

Harold (Captivating CameraCrew): I know I consider myself a very avid atheist,but what else was I supposed to do? Desperate times called for desperate measures,I thought it was the end for me!

CONFESSIONAL END

Having finished his prayers,Harold realised he was starting to run out of time as the animatronics were starting to put bigger dents into the metal doors. "Well...looks like this is the end" Harold sighed, "Probably about time to start proof reading my will" he rasped as he pulled out a piece of paper. A light breeze blew the paper out of Harold's hand,sending it quietly floating through the air before being sucked onto a grate attached to the wall. Raising an eyebrow,Harold climbed on top of a desk to investigate,removing some of the screws around the grate and placing it on the ground. He gasped, "Oh. My. Dio. SANCTUARY!" he cheered, "I can just use this air vent to escape and wait it out the rest of the night,brilliant!". Grabbing his torch and keys,Harold crawled inside the ventilation shaft,of course being sure to reattach the grate to the wall to ensure he couldn't be followed. "Huzzah! Nobody's smart but me!" Harold grinned as he crawled through the vents.

*Bumpin' Booze Nightclub: Time - 4:05am*

"Huzzah! Nobody's smart but me!" Max grinned as he finished laying his trap and hiding behind a box. "Are you sure this will work?" Dawn whispered from the other side of the corridor. Max nodded, "Absolutely! We just wait for one to come running,then pull the string to trip it up and beat it into scrap! MWAHAHAHAHA!". Dawn chuckled, "If you say so". Max checked his pockets and pulled out a picture of Ryan Reynolds,tossing it out in the middle of the corridor between himself and Dawn. Dawn cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled, "OH NO! MY PICTURE OF RYAN REYNOLDS HAS FALLEN FROM MY HAND! I SURE HOPE THERE ARE NO ANIMATRONICS AROUND,THAT MIGHT STEAL IT FROM ME!". Max gave a thumbs up, "And now...we wait". They weren't waiting long however as mechanical,heavy footsteps were heard pounding down the corridor as 'Staying Alive' by the Bee Gees grew louder and louder. Eventually Robin Gibb came dancing up the corridor at light speed with 'Staying Alive' playing on a speaker on his chest. "Now! Now!" Max yelled as Robin got closer. The string was pulled on both sides and raised off the ground as Robin passed,tripping him up and causing the head to smash into pieces on the ground. The animatronic shot off some sparks as it vibrated on the floor but eventually stopped and became still as it released a plume of black smoke. "You know for having 'advanced AI systems' they really didn't make these to the highest standards" Max snarked as he knocked on Robin's back with his fist. Dawn crawled out from behind her box, "Indeed,I would have expected them to be much stronger than this" she added as the two returned to the security office.

Dawn sat down in a chair and spun over to the desk with all the monitors, "Let's see. That's two robots down,who's left?". She flicked through some of the cameras,surprised to see that Maurice White from 'Earth, Wind, and Fire' had somehow managed to accidentally get himself stuck on the ground due to his clothes getting caught in some stage equipment. "Hmph,I guess we don't have to worry about that one" said Dawn. "That just leaves Carl Douglas and Rick Astley" replied Max, "Keep checking the cameras,I'm sure we'll find them in due time" he added. As the two sat down again and loosened up a little,they didn't seem to notice the clanking that was becoming increasingly louder.

*Papa Logan's Pizza: Time - 5:30am*

The morning was now growing ever so closer as Harold crawled through the ventilation shaft. Having given up hope that his teammates were still alive he had decided the best course of action would obviously be to turn tail and run,it wasn't exactly the most honourable thing to do but given the circumstances Harold had gone with the logic that it would be pointless to even try and enact a rescue operation when he was severely outnumbered. Sure he was strong thanks to his time at Mexican Steve's Wrestling Camp but taking on five AI powered animatronics was a completely different scene than other skinny guys that wanted to look cool in spandex. "Aw man,where's the way out?" Harold grumbled, "It's a ventilaition system,surely there should be a way that leads outside somewhere". He reached into his pocket and pulled out his mobile phone, "Looks like it just hit 5:32,only two hours left and I can get outta here". Putting his phone back into his pocket,Harold's ears perked up and hair on the back of his neck stood up when he heard a scuttling noise. Grabbing his torch he poked his head around a corner and flicked the light on. Eight eyes from an animatronic tarantula meant his gave and began shrieking as it charged towards him while Harold screamed at the top of his lungs.

*Bumpin' Booze Nightclub: Time - 5:32am*

While Harold was fighting for his life in the cramped vents,Dawn was running for her life through the dark halls alone. It turned out that Rick Astley had been slowly travelling through the shadows and avoiding the cameras in order to reach the security office,managing to break down the steel door to put Max out of commission. With a blow to the head he was out cold on the ground and leaving Dawn to fend for herself,so she attempted to fight back by throwing one of her drinks at it. Luckily it worked,as Dawn's Pepsi managed to get into some of Rick's metal plate openings and cause him to short circuit however in the process also knocked out power to the cameras and rest of the building because the genius who did the wiring connected everything to the same circuit. Now armed with nothing and having no clue where the final animatronic,Carl Douglas,could possibly be.

CONFESSIONAL START

Dawn (Directing Dictators): At this point I really wasn't sure on what to do. Since there was only a little bit of time left before morning I decided it would just be best to hide somewhere and wait it out until the time limit ran out. Granted I wasn't sure on how many were left on the other team,but I figured that if I at least managed to make it to the end the others might not send me home...m-maybe?

CONFESSIONAL END

As she continued through the dark hallways,Dawn was scared to notice that the light from her torch was slowly starting to grow dimmer and dimmer. "Oh no!" she gasped, "The batteries must be dying!". She ran her fingers through her hair as she wracked her brain on what to do. After a few more minutes she found herself in what looked like another storage room. Hiding behind some boxes,she switched off her torch in order to conserve the battery life and was sure to be as quiet as possible to avoid detection. Time ticked past as the morning grew closer and closer...but things couldn't have gone off without a hitch as after some time she could hear the final animatronic's voice and creaking parts nearby. Checking her phone she noticed that now it was 6:25,the end was now in sight! "C'mon,c'mon! Just a few more minutes!" she whispered to herself as she covered her mouth. Her heart was pounding as Carl's voice came ever closer and the seconds ticked down until...he kicked down the door with mighty gusto screaming "I'M BOUTTA DO SOME KUNG-FU FIGHTING! HIYAH!".

*Mr Coyle's Car: Time - 6:25am*

The weather was still icy cold as Mr Coyle drove to work with Logan in tow. While he hadn't planned on getting up this early,he had gotten a call from Logan asking for a ride due to a busted car. Suffice to say,Mr Coyle wasn't a happy man. "Can't believe you had me get up at this time,sure it's still bleedin' dark out man" he scowled. Logan frowned, "I'm sorry mate,how was I meant to know the engine was gonna blow?". "Could you not have just taken a bus?" Mr Coyle asked as he fiddled with the CD player to listen to Queen. "Eh,probably but it never crossed my mind" Logan shrugged, "Can you just drop me to club and you can shout at me later?". Mr Coyle sighed, "Fine,alright,at least then I'll be properly awake for more creative insults".

*Papa Logan's Pizza: Time - 6:28am*

"Take this! And that! And one of these!" Harold shouted as repeatedly kicked the animatronic tarantula in the face,forcing it through the vents to escape back to the main room. While he wasn't sure on how long was left,he was certain he just needed to hold out for a little longer and chose to now stand his ground instead of running away...that and he couldn't exactly run in the vents so more than likely he would've just been caught immediately. With one final kick he sent the animatronic through a grate and out into the main dining room,allowing Harold to finally escape the vents. The tarantula was destroyed leaving Harold with a sense of victory,however this didn't last as he felt an ominous prescene behind him in the dark. Grabbing a broken metal pole,he turned around slowly to see the rest of the animatronics dragging their feet towards him. Adjusting his glasses Harold tightened his stance, "Oh shit,looks like it's final boss time" he exclaimed, "Heh,bring it on. I've come this far throughout this shitshow of a night,I can't lose now!" he yelled as he charged towards the animatronics.

CONFESSIONAL START

Harold (Captivating CameraCrew): Sometimes the only way to truly defeat an opponent is to harness the power of the gamer. One time I managed to beat up a high school bully by rolling around him like a Dark Souls boss and kicking him in his male appendage. True story.

CONFESSIONAL END

*Bumpin' Booze Nightclub: Time - 6:29am*

Dawn took a shaky step back as Carl Douglas approached her, "H-Hey c-c'mon! W-We can talk about this right?". The animatronic obviously didn't respond,merely extending it's arms to go in for the attack. Dawn glanced her eyes to every nook and cranny of the room but alas nothing of use could cross her path. With nothing else to do,she merely closed her eyes and accepted her death. A loud clank could be heard as she braced,but after that there was nothing. A few more seconds passed before Dawn slowly cracked her eyes open. Carl had seemingly been frozen in place and wasn't moving,he was in perfect condition but the lights in his eyes had gone out. Extended a cautious hand,she touched his face and...absolutely nothing. Stepping around him,Dawn picked up a broom and tapped Carl,making him fall over while still holding the static pose. "Hmm? What on earth is this?" she pondered. A loud bang could be heard as a voice shouted: "ATTENTION TOTAL DRAMA CONTESTANTS! TIME'S UP FOR THE CHALLENGE,YOU CAN COME OUT NOW!" Logan yelled through a megaphone first before yelling again: "YO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY ROBOTS?".

*Papa Logan's Pizza: Time - 6:31am*

"ALRIGHTY CAMERACREW,CHALLENGE TIME IS OV-" Mr Coyle began as he walked into the pizza shop with a megaphone,stopping in his tracks when he saw what was in front of him. There before him was Harold,who had just finished completely smashing all of the animatronics to pieces with the metal pole. "What the fu- HAROLD! DID YOU SERIOUSLY DESTROY ALL OF THE ANIMATRONICS? YOU FUCKING MORON!" Mr Coyle yelled,smacking Harold across the back of his head, "I didn't get any insurance on these fucking things! Why in the name of Speedwagon would you bust them up?!". "I'm sorry! I didn't know how long was left and thought they were going to kill me,I acted in self defence!" Harold protested as he picked himself up off the ground. Mr Coyle removed his glasses to rub the bridge of his nose, "God damnit man,you've gone and fucked things up big time. I would disqualify you from the season and send you packing,but it turns out the ratings have been rising since you came back to the show so for now you'll be allowed to stay" he explained. Harold sighed and wiped his forehead, "I'm glad to hear that,thank you. And again,I'm sorry about the robots". "HOWEVER!" Mr Coyle replied, "Don't think you're getting away with this scot-free,you'll be getting a bill in the mail to pay back Logan. Fail to reach this and legal action will be taken,capisce?". Harold nodded, "Understandable".

Mr Coyle looked around, "What happened to the others?". Harold sighed, "They were sadly lost in battle. I'm not exactly sure where they went,but I can't say for certain they survived". Mr Coyle chuckled, "Ah don't worry,they'll be fine. See the thing is,the animatronics were actually being controlled by some guys in a white van outside in the car park,no one died we just thought it'd be funny to rough you guys up a little". The look on Harold's face made it clear that he didn't approve. Mr Coyle stuck his hands into his pockets and began walking off, "I'll send a clean-up crew to sort out everything here and take your teammates to the hospital to be checked out before returning to the film-lot" he explained, "You think you need an examination or are you good?". Harold nodded, "Yeah,probably would be best if I got patched up just a little". Mr Coyle gave a thumbs-up, "Not a problem. Oh and by the way,if Logan asks what happened here,tell him the robots all slipped,got that?". "Yussir" Harold replied.

CONFESSIONAL START

Harold (Captivating CameraCrew): Am I upset that I got all freaked over losing my life over nothing? Am I upset I spent the entire night running around in fear like an idiot? Am I upset that I had to go Super Saiyan to smash up a bunch of dumb robots that I've gotta pay to fix? *scoffs* Obviously.

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*Later that Day*

With the nightclub and pizza shop closed for repairs,a lot of arguing between Mr Coyle and Logan over the damage and the contestants being treated for their injuries at the hospital all done and out of the way,the contestants were now finally back on the film-lot eating lunch in the craft services tent. They weren't exactly a chatty bunch,mainly keeping quiet. The night had really taken a toll on them to say the least,so of course Chris chose that opportunity to make an appearance. "Afternoon all,hope you had a fun time last night" he giggled. Eva glared at the host, "Don't even joke about that shit Chris,or I'll beat you into next month". Chris put up his hands, "Chillax dudette,just a lil' joke. Anway I'm here for an important reason,to announce the results of the challenge!". Brick looked up from his food, "Excellent,which of us managed to win?". "From what I heard we tanked pretty hard" Noah grumbled in response to Brick's question. Chris smiled, "Upon going over all the footage from the night on our remote cameras that weren't connected to the main circuit grid,it turns out that both teams ended up with only one member finishing the night,those being Dawn for the Dictators and Harold for the CameraCrew. Because of this we'll be going to Plan B by having all of you go the Gilded Chris Ceremony to vote off a cast member together!" he explained. "Seriously?" Bridgette asked,surprised, "Harold was the guy who managed to outlast everyone from the other team? Not Brick or Eva?". Harold crossed his arms and scoffed, "No need to sound so shocked,I just used my superior tactics of running away to ensure my safety". "In his defence I did tell him to save himself when we got into a scuffle with some robots" added Brick, "Figured it would be best to go out as a hero".

CONFESSIONAL START

Bridgette (Directing Dictators): That probably sounded a lot more rude than I meant it to. I mean...it's just...y'know...Harold surviving something like this that Brick and Eva couldn't just doesn't make sense. Maybe he's just a lot more of a powerhouse than he lets on?

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"One more thing I should probably add. During the elimination you'll be able to vote for anyone even if they're on a different team just for convenience. The only people that aren't able to receive votes are Dawn and Harold,we decided it would be a fair compensation for you two to get an immunity since you both managed to be the last one's standing on your respective teams" Chris explained,making Harold and Dawn both give a tired cheer. "That's all from me for now,I'll see you all later tonight" finished Chris as he left the tent,leaving the cast members to finish eating.

CONFESSIONAL START

Noah (Directing Dictators): Hmm,this really isn't good. If it was just our team that lost then maybe I would've been able to turn the votes in my favour with Max's help,but now I'm not so sure. Maybe I'll have to ask some of the others from the CameraCrew for a bit of assistance.

Dawn (Directing Dictators): I'm really proud of myself for coming this far,it really is looking to be my best season yet! While Max did carry a lot of the weight during that last challenge I still think I did well!

Ella (Captivating CameraCrew): If there's one thing to take away from last night,it's to stay away from pizza shops like that. I'll definitely be seeing that badger in my not very nice dreams for a while.

CONFESSIONAL END

*Guy's Trailer*

"Afternoon gentleman" Noah greeted,trying to sound professional as he entered the guy's trailer. Max nodded,but kept tinkering away on a machine. "Afternoon to you too" Brick replied,giving a two finger salute from his forehead. "What's up man?" Harold yawned,turning over his bunk to face the others. Noah scratched the back of his neck as he sat down at the table, "Well,I have a proposition for you three" he began. Brick titled his unibrow, "A proposition?". "What kind?" Max asked,removing the small goggles he was wearing to protect his eyes from sparks. "You see the thing is,it seems the gender ratio is perfectly balanced,which I believe could be quite the detriment to us all if we aren't careful. Girls usually always work together,I remember seeing that stuff in action a lot through my life. I think if we wanna stay in the game we should try and work together for a while" Noah explained. Harold was intruiged, "Like an alliance?". Noah nodded, "That's correct Harold,I think if we all stick together we could easily make it to the Final 4 without any problems". Max scratched one of his many chins, "I see,I see. So that's why you spent so much time attempting to suck up to me. You just wanted an ally to rely on". Noah raised his pointer finger, "Well I...y-yeah,that's pretty much it. I just didn't know what else to do" he sighed. Brick laughed, "Have no fear,I for one think it's a fantastic idea! I love to see team spirit,comradery and unification like this!" he smiled as he slapped Noah on the back. Harold put on his glasses, "I'll help you guys too,anything to help getting further a little easier" he rasped. "Max,will you join us?" Noah asked. Max looked up and pondered the idea for a few moments before finally reaching a conclusion,extending a hand, "Indeed,I shall cooperate with you men for the sake of progress". "Excellent" Noah smiled. Brick rubbed his chin, "Now,we should best discuss the vote for tonight. Anyone in particular we'd be best to aim for?". Noah smirked, "I have a suggestion".

*Award Stage - Gilded Chris Ceremony*

The cinematic lights flashed as Chris walked on stage,wearing his fancy blue tuxedo as usual. "Directing Dictators and Captivating CameraCrew,welcome to your first and only joint elimination ceremony of the season! It's been a real tough time for you as of late so I'm sure you're all ecstatic to know the season is so close to the halfway point that you can taste it" he grinned. "But how can you taste time?" Ella asked,confused. "It's just a metaphor Ella" Eva responded. "Oh,sorry" Ella chuckled,slightly embarrassed. "Alrighty,you all know the drill by now" Chris announced, "Simply use the voting device to select which contestant you'd like to see get outta here for good. But remember that if you don't vote you'll automatically get one against you" he explained. After a few moments,Chef walked out on stage carrying a plate of seven Gilded Chris Awards. "The votes have all been cast! Looks like all that's left to do is hand out the beautiful Gilded Chris Awards" Chris exclaimed in excitement, "The following players are safe to play another day;

Harold,

Dawn,

Brick,

Eva,

Max

and Ella" Chris announced as the six cast members received their awards, "Noah and Bridgette,it's down to you two". "W-What? For real?" Bridgette asked sadly. "Yeah,for reals" Noah replied as Bridgette glared at him. "I'm liking the tension here,let's see if it'll continue!" Chris chortled, "The final Gilded Chris of the night goes to...

...

Noah!" he exclaimed as Noah caught his award. "Nice" Noah grinned,as the four guys discreetly high fived each other. Bridgette,Ella and Dawn looked crushed. "No way! You guys actually voted for me?" Bridgette exclaimed,standing up. "I didn't" replied Eva, "I voted for Ella" she grunted,quite bluntly. "H-Huh?" Ella asked,a sense of pain in her voice. Bridgette pointed at Noah, "I'll bet you probably did this,Tyler was right about you!". Noah raised an eyebrow in confusion, "I have literally no idea what you're talking about. Wasn't Tyler the fourth one voted out?" he asked. Bridgette was upset, "Y-Yeah he was! You tricked me and Dawn into voting him off,just like you probably did with these guys!" she exclaimed,gesturing at Brick,Max and Harold. "Woah now" said Brick,as he stood up, "We were not tricked into voting for you Bridgette. We collectively decided as a group that you posed as a competent threat that wasn't too obvious,thus allowing you to go by undetected and pull ahead,it was just a strategic move" he clarified, "Isn't that right boys?". "Mhm" said Harold. "Absolutely" added Max. "Without a doubt" Noah smugly agreed. "Wha-?" Bridgette stammered. "Hate to be that guy but I think it's about time you left Bridgette" Chris interrupted, "Yo Chef!". Hopping down from the main stage,Chef walked over and picked Bridgette up like a shake weight by grabbing her midsection with a single hand and dumping her into the Lame-O-Sine. "H-Hey wait!" she exclaimed as she tried to roll down the window, "He's a traitor man! Noah's a traitor!" she yelled. Unfortunately nobody heard her as Chris slammed the roof three times,signalling for the driver to depart. With that,Bridgette was gone from the film-lot.

"Wow,that was exciting. Really got the blood pumping" Chris laughed as he adjusted his hair before walking back on stage, "Listen up dudes and dudettes,important announcement! If you are in anyway good with numbers you'll notice that now Bridgette has left there is only seven of you remaining out of the initial fourteen that we started with" he explained, "You know what that means? IIIIIIIT'S MERGE TIME!" he exclaimed in excitement, "Starting tomorrow there's no more Directing Dictators or Captivating CameraCrew,meaning it's every. cast member. for. themselves." he explained dramatically, "For now you can all return to your trailer's and sleep,I'm sure you must be absolutely wrecked" he chuckled as the contestants walked away.

CONFESSIONAL START

Eva: Finally! It's about time we ditched the teams!

Ella: OOOH I'M SO EXCITED! THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I'VE EVER MERGED IN A SEASON!

Brick: Last season I got kicked off the exact day the teams merged in a double elimination with Max,but this time I'm not gonna let anyone hold The Brickster back from shooting straight for the top!

Noah: Looks like my safety has been secured in the foreseeable future now that I have the guys on my side. I chose to cut Bridgette because of how attached she was to Tyler and Zeke,chances are that she would've spilt something that would've ruined me. Luckily everyone else didn't seem to believe or understand what she was saying as she was removed,most likely they just assumed it was the shock and rage of losing. Oh well,time to keep looking forward. Just need to outlast these final six opponents and that million will be sitting comfortably in my bank account.

CONFESSIONAL END

"Woah,talk about maniacal mastermind,am I right? Heh heh" Chris joked as he looked at the camera, "Fourteen idiots stepped onto this lot but now only seven remain! We're officially at the halfway mark,but that just means things are about to get more difficult! What kind of schemes will Noah come up with next? Will he keep the guy's alliance together or will he be the one in the Lame-O-Sine next? Find out next time for another exciting episode of Total! Drama! Take 2!".

(Coyler's Note: All I can really say is that I'm sorry for this taking so long,at least this upload was pretty hefty,definitely the longest episode of Take 2 so far. With Bridgette gone it means the original Not-Stars trio is properly gone from the game,looks like she won't be winning Zeke that cash any time soon,heh heh. Hopefully I can get Chapter 6-2 of the Despair Academy fanfic and Episode 6 of the Despair Academy YouTube series at some point,again I apologise heavily for the long wait. Remember to check out 'Coyler Productions' on YouTube and ' coyler_productions' on Instagram,would really mean a lot! Anyway,that's all for now folks. Coyler,out!)