Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island. The campers were forced to eat a series of increasingly disgusting foods. Eventually, Grim and Bender would win immunity for the Bass, and then, the Gophers were forced to undergo a second challenge for individual immunity. After a small adventure, involving Cartman and Owen learning that girls do not have testicles, Nikki was voted off for her poor performance at the eating challenge.
Can the Gophers finally win again?
Will Kenny ever live through an episode?
And why do I always ask you guys these questions?
Find out next, on Total Drama Island!
(Cue Theme Song)
It was a normal night at camp Wawanakwa. The moon shined over the lake, owls hooted in the darkness, and Chris was plotting how to best torture the campers.
"None of these ideas will work," Chris said, with a five a clock shadow covering his face. He had been staying up all night trying to come up with an interesting challenge. He then turned to Chef, who was sleeping in a large chair. Chris flipped the chair, bringing Chef out of his slumber.
Chef: Honestly, the main reason I am cheating is I want to get away from that asshole Chris Mclean.
"Chef!" Chris shouted, "We need to come up with ideas to make the campers lives miserable. And you're too busy sleeping to help me.
Chris than began to pace over to the wall, a smirk developing on his face. He then pointed at a lever on the wall, and Chef sighed as he got up.
"Pull the lever Chef!" Chris shouted.
Chef did pull the lever, and a giant Golden Chris Statue came down from the ceiling, crushing Chris.
"Wrong lever!"
Chef: I love it when that happens.
Chef then pulled the other lever, causing the wall to spin in a fashion that swept the two sadists into a roller coaster. They smiled as the raced down the coaster, and high fived one another when they landed in lab coats at the bottom of the coaster.
Chris ran up to some filing cabinets, and began to recite his plan to Chef.
"First," Chris said, "well get a hundred crocodiles, and then some cut up logs. We'll have the campers log roll all the way across the lake, and then, the team with the most survivors will win invincibility." The host the cackled, "It's brilliant, brilliant, BRILLIANT!"
"Um," Chef said curtly, "couldn't we just do a cheap event that doesn't really involve any death that might lead to lawsuits?"
Chris sighed, before asking, "Baseball?"
"Baseball," answered a satisfied Chef.
The campers were woken up with a start, utterly confused at the song that was coming from the loud speakers. Chris suddenly drove up to the campers, decked out in a pinstripe outfit and baseball cap.
"For today's challenge," Chris said, getting off the ATV, "You will be playing America's national pastime, baseball!" Many of the campers cheered with relief. For once, the challenge was something sane. Tyler cheered particularly hard.
Tyler: Yeah! Baseball! I can finally show off all of my mad skills.
Stan: Goddamnit! I hate baseball. It's so damn boring.
The campers all filed onto a small baseball diamond at the back of the camp, now dressed in caps that displayed a fish of rodent, displaying which team they were playing for. Grim smirked as he stepped up to the mound to pitch, memories of his days in the little leagues of the underworld rushing through his head.
Owen stepped up to bat, smirking confidently, as he prepared to slam the ball out of the park. Grim nodded his head as the catcher, Harold, made a gesture with his left hand, signaling the type of pitch to use. Grim wound up his right arm, and released the ball. As the ball sped towards the plate, Owen swung with all of his might, only to miss the fire ball. Grim quickly threw two more pitches, striking the big guy out.
Owen screamed in anguish as he walked back to the bench. Stewie suddenly walked up to the plate, and Grim readjusted his pitches for Stewie's much smaller hitting box. Stewie was soon cursing profusely as he too was struck out.
Kenny silently got up to the plate, having secured his batting helmet to his head to avoid accident. Grim smirked as he wound up his most powerful pitch yet, and let it loose. It fit perfectly into Kenny's box, and became a strike. It had been moving so fast, it had actually been on fire.
Proof of the fact that the ball had been in flames was that now, Kenny was covered in flames from the pitch, and began to wave the bat around as he burned to death, giving himself two more strikes and striking him out. The entire Gopher pit was too shocked by Grim's mad pitching to care about the poor boy being burned alive.
Grim: Who's bad! Who's bad!
Geoff smirked as he got up to home plate. Owen sweated as he tossed a pitch over the plate, which Geoff slammed to left field. As the ball rolled on the ground, Gwen picked it up and threw it to first base, but Geoff was already there.
Next up was Bridgette, who did not appear as confident as Geoff had been. After a few pitches, Owen managed to strike her out. The Gophers, while happy to see him strike someone out, realized that Owen was no Grim, and remained cautious.
D.J. smiled confidently as he stepped up to plate, confident in his strength. As Owen's first two pitches crossed the plate, he figured out the way the fat teen was throwing the ball. As the third ball was thrown, he hit it with all of his strength sending towards the wall. Just as it appeared that D.J. had hit a home run, Izzy, jumped up and made a fantastic catch.
Izzy then spotted Geoff trying to return to first, so she zipped the ball over to Lindsey, who was somehow able to catch it and get a double play.
The Bass sulked slightly, but were happy enough when Grim struck out three strait batters, sending them to the plate again. Heather scowled as she went back to right field.
Heather: How can I be stuck on such a team of losers? They are all holding me back.
Grim smirked as he was walked to first. The Gophers had been too scared of his baseball skills to even try and strike him out. The Gophers paid for it when Jack hit a single that Grim used to get to third base. The next Bass player up was Kim, who hit a line drive up the middle, and Grim ran home. But, in the process, Izzy managed to tag Jack out, and kept Kim from getting to second.
As Morty stepped up to bat, Izzy called a huddle.
"Listen guys," she said with a demonic voice, "We can't allow these jerks any more points. Owen, I'll take over pitching."
Izzy smirked as she stepped up to the mound, and at the speed of light, sent three speeding fastballs past Morty, striking him out. The entire Bass team was stunned at Izzy's pitches, and the Gophers let out a cheer when they realized they were not out of the game yet.
Izzy quickly struck out Jen, and put the Gophers back to plate. Unfortunately, they were not able to do much with it, and were struck out in another three and out. And so the game would continue this way until the eighth inning. Both Pitchers retired each batter that came up, and the score remained 1-0 in favor of the Bass.
Harold: This challenge really was a long and arduous one.
Fry: We went through five strait innings of no hits.
Geoff: I think that both teams really proved how tough they were today.
By the eight innings however, Grim was worn out, so the Bass were forced to have a meeting on who the relief pitcher was. The Bass were soon in an argument of a lifetime, and it was caused by one player.
"Let me pitch!" Tyler shouted frustrated. This was his chance to prove his prowess in sports.
"Sorry dude," Geoff admitted, "but you really haven't proven to be coordinated enough to win us a challenge with physical talent."
"I don't care," Tyler said, before adding, "Listen to me. If we lose, I'm not gonna care if I get voted off."
The Bass looked around at one another before nodding. "Alright Tyler," Grim said as he threw the ball to the jock, "your up."
Tyler silently took the mound, an aura of confidence across his face. As Bojack stepped up to the plate, he got ready to swing. Tyler, arm pulled back like a slingshot, pitched his first ball with lighting speed. Some how, the Horseman actually got a strike. Two more pitches ended in two more strikes, and the Bass cheered as by some grace of God, Tyler had actually struck a player out.
Tyler silently sweated as he saw Leela step up to the plate. He then threw his first pitch, and let out a sigh of relief when it also was a strike. He then threw four more pitches, and had two balls and two strikes, retiring Leela back to the dugout as well.
Tyler grinned happily as he realized he had just struck out to people on national television. Visions of glory began to enter his head, as well as inflate his ego.
It was unfortunate, that the next batter happened to be Izzy, who was blowing a piece of bubble gum, before she grabbed her bat and walked to the plate. The red head silently popped her piece of gum, and steeled her nerves for the first pitch. It flew right past her, ending in a strike.
The girl's eyes narrowed as she prepared to hit the next ball. Tyler, confident, sent the next ball strait down the center, where Izzy swung at it. She missed it however, and she had another strike. Izzy's face turned red in anger.
Geoff: What happened next threw us all for a loop.
Peter: Man that was crazier than that time that I met Ashton Kutcher.
(Cue Cutaway)
Peter and Ashton were standing on the sidewalk next to each other. Peter waved to Ashton, who walked up to Peter. Peter then hit the celebrity on the head with a tomahawk.
"He he he," Peter laughed, "You've just been tomahawked," Peter then explained, "that's the name of my new show, 'Tomahawked'."
(End Cutaway)
Cartman: Man that was so hardcore. (Sloppy Joe monster jumps out from behind Cartman and ambushes the fat boy) Ah! Goddammit!
Tyler sent the next pitch down the plate towards Izzy, who, tried to lean in to hit the pitch more easily. This turned out to be a mistake, because when she leaned towards the pitch, her head was placed in the path of the ball, and she was knocked over. All of the campers gasped when they saw the poor girl lying on the ground.
After several minutes, Izzy finally came to.
"What happened?" she asked groggily. Chef checked her head, and eventually revealed she had a concussion and would be out for the rest of the game. Still, Chris said she had technically struck out, and the Bass were now up to bat.
The first member of the Bass who was up was Duncan, who looked confident. He smiled as he saw a sad Owen walk up to the mound. Owen couldn't believe that Izzy was out of the game, and threw a half hearted pitch to Duncan. Duncan, smirking, hit the ball with great force. As it sailed into right field, however, it landed in Gwen's glove, calling an out for the punk from Juvie.
The next batter up was Harold, who swung at the first pitch and had a strike. He then swung again at the second pitch, tipped it, and added another strike. Finally, on the third pitch, the lanky geek slammed the ball and sent it into the outfield. The ball hit the ground, before Mandy picked it up, and tossed it to second to keep Harold from getting a double.
Harold: Gotta tell ya. I feel really good about my time on the island. I have an MVC award, proved I have mad skills, and best of all, I out do Duncan at almost everything. It's like a dream come true.
The next batter up was Geoff, who confidently walked up to the plate. Geoff smirked as he saw the first ball come straight, and he slammed it for a grounder. Eventually, Lindsey, who was at third base picked it up and kept Harold from getting to bases, but the Bass smirked as they saw they had two runners on the field.
Bridgette was nervous, and she was unfortunately struck out after fouling the ball a half a dozen times. D.J. patted her on the back, as he stepped up to the plate. D.J. steeled his nerves, before slamming the ball into the center of the field. Heather threw it back to Owen, but both Geoff and Grim had scored. Double D was unable to hit the pitches he was thrown, and the Gophers were up again.
Tyler was staring sadly at the ground as he walked up on the plate. He could not believe he had injured Izzy like that. He silently threw his first pitch to Caitlin, who chose not to swing at the ball that was so far off the plate. Tyler, who realized he had just thrown a ball, sent the next pitch up the middle, but it was traveling so slowly, that Caitlin was able to hit it for a single.
The next batter up for the Gophers was Gwen, who glared at the jock. Tyler fired off two pitches that both ended up as balls. Then, like he had with Caitlin, he threw the ball up the middle, and Gwen was also able to hit it for a single. The same would happen when Leshawna took the mound. Geoff sweated in frustration as he realized that Tyler was beginning to be psyched out.
Before Geoff could convince Tyler to leave the mound, Lindsey had stepped up to the plate, and was already in the process of trying to hit the ball. Unlike the others, however, she did not know not to swing at the balls that were not over the plate. So, on the first two balls he threw, she tried to hit them, and got two strikes. On the third pitch, which was right over the plate, she reached out because she thought the balls were going to be far away again. This caused her head and the ball to collide.
"No!" Tyler shouted in horror. He ran up to the blond, who was lying down on the ground. "Are you okay Lindsey?" he asked fearfully.
"Sure Todd," she answered slowly. Geoff sighed as Tyler began to cry when she heard that Lindsey was out. Tyler was done. He then turned to the rest of the Bass.
"Any one here able to pitch?" he asked. Duncan quickly shot up his hand.
"I lead the Juvie team to a state championship," he said proudly. Geoff sighed as he agreed to let the punk have a chance.
Duncan smirked when he saw the next batter was Mandy. He began to taunt the girl.
"Are you sure you won't need a stool? Shouldn't a sweet little girl like you be playing with dolls?"
As you can imagine, that really pissed Mandy off. She gritted her teeth like a legendary blockhead would instruct her to, and slammed the ball as it came over the plate. She hit it with such ferocity, that it flew over the heads of all the Bass members, and across the fence.
Standing of the other side of the fence was the bear. As the bear yawned, the ball came flying into its mouth, choking the poor creature. When the bear finally spit out the ball, it looked around the forest and grunted.
Bear: Why does this stuff always happen to me?
The Gophers cheered as Mandy rounded the bases, having won the game for her team. Geoff glared at Duncan before pulling him off home plate. He quickly struck out Danny, who had desperately swung at all three pitches. Geoff sighed with relief when he saw that the next batter up was Heather.
Geoff threw the first pitch past Heather, who ignored them. He then threw two more pitches, both of with were ignored by the queen bee. As her teammates glared at her, the queen bee explained, "The next three batters up are Jen, Tyler, and Harold. They are hardly a hall of fame batting line up."
Owen stepped onto the mound, feeling the pressure to protect the lead. He threw the fist ball at Jen, who swung at it, getting a strike. His second pitch was far off the plate, earning her a ball. After four more pitches, Jen was walked by the big teen, and Tyler was next up.
Tyler, who was incredibly sad about what he did to Izzy and Lindsey, did not even try to hit the ball. Unfortunately for the Gophers, Owen was unable to keep the ball straight, and he too was eventually walked. Harold was also walked, and the entire Gopher team began to glare at Heather, who fidgeted under the glares. She was starting to rethink her decision from earlier.
Just as Duncan stepped up to the plate, the Gophers called another huddle, and the pitchers changed again, with this time Mandy taking Owen's place on the mound. As Shake took his new place at center field, Mandy threw two quick pitches that gave the punk two strikes.
As Mandy sent her last pitch up the middle, Duncan managed to pop it up into the air. Shake caught the ball in his mouth, before running to second, and then throwing it to third, getting a triple play to end the game.
The Gophers cheered as they held up the MVC, Mandy, and celebrated their comeback 4-3 victory.
Tyler sighed as Geoff threw his cap to the ground in frustration. Chris turned and grinned at the Bass. They cringed as he began to address them.
"Well," the host commented, "Looks like you guys are going to have another challenge, meet me on the dock of shame in half an hour."
"Now you might be wondering what you will be forced to do for this next challenge," Chris said as the Bass all stood in their bathing suits. "Well, you will be standing here, trying to last the longest under the force of several hundred gallons of water. Last one still on the dock wins."
Chef suddenly opened up the hose, and the water began to cascade onto their bodies. Courage, Stan, Kyle, Morty, and Double D, who were lighter than the others, were quickly pushed off the end of the dock.
After a few moments, Ezekiel began to slide. He was soon forced off the edge, and partially submerged in the lake.
D.J. noticed that Bridgette was beginning to slide across the deck, and he reached back to grab the girl. Unfortunately, this caused him to make a miss step, forcing him off the dock as well. He did not seem to care, because Bridgette was hugging him tightly for being so sweet.
Dib was soon also knocked off, and so was an exhausted Grim. Tyler and Duncan were trying their hardest, knowing that they were on the block this week.
Soon, Geoff, Ed, Eddy, Kim, Peter, Bender, Jen, Jude, Harold, Rick, and Jack were off of the dock, leaving only Tyler and Duncan. The two of them glared at one another, not budging an inch. Duncan saw that he might actually lose, so, he silently stuck his foot behind the jock's feet, and smirked when he saw Tyler fall backwards into the water.
Everyone on the Bass team glared at Duncan for his dirty trick. They had wanted to vote off the punk for his lousy performance. Chris turned to the team. "Meet me tonight at the campfire fishies," he said with more than a little malice. The campers all looked at Tyler, who sighed with frustration.
The Bass all sat on the stumps that surrounded the campfire, all looking sadly at Tyler, and likewise glaring at Duncan. Chris smirked as he walked into the clearing, carrying a plate of marshmallows that had only seventeen left.
"As you all know," the host said for the umpteenth time, "The camper here who does not receive a marshmallow will be asked to immediately walk down the dock of shame, take a ride on the boat of losers, and can never come back."
"Ever!" he shouted for emphasize. The campers sighed at the host's insistence on drama.
"The first marshmallow goes to Grim."
The exhausted skeleton weakly caught his marshmallow.
"Geoff, Double D, Ed, Eddy, Harold, D.J. and Bridgette."
They all also caught their marshmallows.
"Peter, Bender, Ezekiel, Courage, Stan, and Kyle."
They all also caught their marshmallows.
"Jack, Rick, Morty, Kim, Dib, Jude, and Jen."
They all also caught their marshmallows.
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…Hey! Why do I have twenty-two votes for Duncan?"
"Guess we couldn't find anyone else who deserved to go," Geoff said with a sad smirk.
"Well," Chris said with a frown, "because Duncan is immune, only his vote against Tyler counts, so bye-bye Tyler."
Tyler gave them all a thumbs up as he walked to the dock. He then heard a feminine voice call her.
"I'll see you soon Tiger!" Lindsey shouted to her boyfriend. Tyler waved happily back to her, as the boat pulled away.
"Get ready viewers," Chris said as he appeared on the dock, "There is only one more episode left before the merge, and let me tell you, something big is going to go down. Also, send us some reviews that state any ideas for challenges for any future chapters. See ya Later!"
Losers: Courtney, Zim, Noah, Eva, Sadie, Justin, Billy, Rusty, Trent, Cody, Beth, Wyatt, Katie, Homer, Ron, Frylock, Jonesy, Nikki, Tyler
AN: Yeah, Tyler is gone. But, at least he did a lot better than the last time he was in Total Drama Island. SO yeah, I made Duncan a jerk, but he is one as far as I am concerned, and should be treated as such. I hope you all have enjoyed the chapter, and are here to see my next chapter when it comes out.
