Episode 16: Brunch of Disgustingness


Reviews:

TaitanoRules555: Thanks.

LovelyLuly: I also like Ella a lot, but it was her time to go. At least in this continuity she left on her own terms.

Gucci Mane LaFlare: I like Ella, but she is a bit flat. Thanks.

Phenomenal Ultra Instinct: Yeah, Total Drama probably just wasn't the right place for Ella.

QueenAzulaThinksYourWorthless: Exactly so. I know you all love it when I take every opportunity to show Aiden in pain. With her alliance weakened, I don't doubt Heather will work all the harder to keep her position as strong as possible.

DSX62415: Eh, if Chris brought Ella back, she probably wouldn't try that hard to win. And B having autism just made sense to me. He seems like he could very well be on the spectrum. I myself have Asperger's, and I know I would never join Total Drama.

Crystaliser: I'm sure some of them will. As for the error, I originally had Harold on the trapeze and Cody on the platform, and when I changed it, I must have missed that one. I edited the chapter to fix it.

Knifez: I certainly didn't expect Ella to be your least favorite. Sure, she's a flat character, but no more so than Mike, Jo, Staci, or multiple other characters. Why her? Glad you accepted my reasoning on Gwen's elimination. I won't comment on the rest due to spoilers.

Guest: Hector is Beardo's real name.

Knight: No. No, it's not.

Dark mage: I didn't say he's not dangerous. I said he's comparatively not dangerous. There's a difference. And it could, unless Trent is able to put a target on Justin.

Omni Spectator: Trent is very much out for blood. And I couldn't go through the story without having Owen and Noah team up, for challenges if not strategy. I understand your hatred of Mal, and I'm far from a fan myself, though with better writers, he could have been better. Whether Mal gets far or not depends on how careful he is, because despite his teammates not knowing Mike that well, most of them aren't stupid.

DankMemer: This story will by necessity be a long one as-is. I won't prolong it with non-elimination episodes.

PowerrangerMCU: He is an antagonist, and he is willing to go to extremes, as evidenced by him putting the cursed idol in Mike's pocket, while he believed the curse was real. My main inspiration was Matthew from the Random Drama series, along with a bit of Natasha.


Teams:

Gophers: B, Beardo, Beth, Brick, Duncan, Heather, Jasmine, Sammy

Bass: Courtney, DJ, Lindsay, Mike, Sam, Scarlett, Scott, Topher, Tyler

Moose: Aiden, Cameron, Cody, Harold, Leshawna, Lightning, Noah, Owen, Shawn

Badgers: Alejandro, Bridgette, Geoff, Justin, Katie, Sadie, Sierra, Sky, Trent, Zoey


The episode began with B, Duncan, and Beardo in the boys' cabin. B was working on his text-to-speech device, Beardo was beatboxing to himself, and Duncan was carving a skull into the cabin wall.

A thought occurred to him as he did so. "I'm glad Brick went on a morning run or something," he said. "He'd be on my case for this for sure. I mean, seriously, it's not like Chris even cares if I vandalize the cabin like this."

"He just has a lot of respect for authority," Beardo replied. "And you don't. That causes the two of you to fight a lot."

B typed on his device's keyboard. "Some people find people who are different from them frustrating. Or maybe there's more to it than that in this case. I don't know."

Beardo looked at the device. "Hey, you made one of those voice-box thingies!"

"I just finished it," the device spoke in a robotic monotone.

"So this means you're actually going to talk now?" Duncan asked.

"Probably not that much," B admitted. "I'm not very social. But I can speak if I feel I have to now."

"Well, that's cool," Beardo said.


The scene cut to outside the cabins, where Brick was returning from a morning run. On the way back to the cabin, he ran into Jasmine.

"Good morning, Jasmine," he greeted.

"Good morning," she replied. "How are you?"

"Not great," Brick admitted. "I've been thinking about what Dawn said at her elimination a lot. You're the team leader, maybe you can tell me. Have I been too harsh on Duncan?"

"I think so," Jasmine admitted. "I get that you like people to follow the rules. But not everyone is like you, and I think you've expected a bit too much."

Brick sighed. "Maybe I should apologize."

Jasmine nodded. "Maybe you should."


In the girls' side of the Gopher cabin, Heather and Sammy had both woken up. "Hey, I don't think we've talked much since the talent show," Heather said to Sammy.

"Not really," Sammy admitted. "Thanks for that, by the way. Oh em gee, it would have been awful if Amy was still here."

"Yeah," Heather agreed. "Sammy, do you think I'm a bad person?"

"No. I do think getting Dawn voted out like that was wrong, but I get why you did it."

Heather sighed. "Do you think the others will forgive me?"

Sammy shrugged. "Maybe."


Confessional: Heather

"It's not over for me yet. Not by a long shot."

End confessional


Lightning assembled his team in front of the Moose cabin. "Look, I noticed most of you all ain't in great shape," he pointed out. "It's time for sha-training!"

"Training?" Cody asked. "What training?"

"Sha-strength training!" the football player announced. "With Eva and 'Joe the jerk' gone, we all gotta be in good shape. So, every day, we gonna do one hundred push-ups! One hundred sit-ups! One hundred squats! And that run 'round the lake! And we ain't using the fans in the cabins, no matter how hot we get! Soon, you all gonna be sha-strong!" He poked Cameron in the arm. "Sha-fast!" He poked Owen in the gut. "Sha-tough!" He stepped up to Leshawna, who snapped, "Touch me and I'll break your arm off." Lightning held up both hands in a placating gesture and stepped back.

"Point is, y'all gotta get exercise," Lightning concluded. "Let's get sha-started!" He clapped his hands together and a montage began.

The montage consisted of the Moose doing all of the aforementioned exercises. Shawn and Leshawna didn't have too much trouble keeping up with Lightning on the push-ups, sit-ups, and squats, but the others were visibly struggling. And once they started on the run, Leshawna began struggling as well.

Partly through the run, Cameron collapsed from exhaustion. "Uh...Lightning?" Owen panted. "Can we...rest...for just...a moment..."

Lightning rolled his eyes. "Fine. Walk for a few minutes, then back to sha-running."

As they walked, Noah and Cody helped Cameron up and assisted him in starting walking again.

"Can we vote him out next?" Noah whispered to Cameron.

Cameron shook his head. "Unfortunately, he's right. We do need to get stronger."

Cody took several gasps of air. "My brain agrees, but my muscles are protesting."

"Same here," Noah agreed. "My muscles are straight-up American Revolution level of protesting right now."


The scene shifted to the communal showers, where DJ and Sam about to shower. Vito stepped out of the shower with a towel around his waist. "Ugh, my head feels like fireworks are goin' off inside my brain. Did I have too much to drink last night?"

Sam shook his head. "You didn't have anything to drink last night, dude."

Vito held his head. "Feels like I got the worst hangover of my life."

DJ shrugged. "You probably have a migraine. Have some coffee, you'll feel better."

Vito groaned. "Thanks, dude." He dropped his towel and started putting on his pants. The two others quickly averted their eyes.

Vito then stormed out of the communal showers. "Freakin' migraine. I never get migraines! Mike never gets migraines! None of us do! The last time I got a migraine..." he trailed off, as if having a realization.

Then, he stood up straight, and his hair fell over his eye. "Heh. Party's over, Vito!" He put on his shirt, then became Mike again.

"Attention, campers!" Chris's voice rang over the loudspeaker. "Report to the campfire pit for an important announcement!"


Confessional: Unknown alternate personality of Mike's

"Svetlana and Manitoba both fell on the free day after the trust challenge. Vito was the last. All that's left now is to wrest control from Mike, crush whoever put the Boney Island idol in my pocket, and win the five million. Then I can buy a cabin in the wilderness, a lot of weaponry, and perhaps a few attractive women to cater to my every whim. I won't ever have to return to civilization, and I can live like a king. After that? Two words. Pyramid scheme."

End confessional


Once the campers had gathered at the campfire pit, Chris addressed them. "So, it has come to my attention that things are just beginning to get interesting, at least in terms of team politics affecting the votes. So, I have decided to make things just a little more potentially interesting."

He held up a photo of three small figurines of his head, two of which were wooden, the other gold. "These are the three Chris McLean brand immunity idols. I had our intern Charlie hide them during your free day yesterday." He indicated an intern dressed in dark green clothing, with brown hair, dark eyes, and a large scar on his left cheek.

"How they work is, if you have one and you or someone you don't want eliminated gets voted out, you can play your immunity idol, and nullify all votes for you or that player. You can also use it to break a tie, but be warned! If you choose to risk a tiebreaker and lose, you cannot play your immunity idol after losing the tiebreaker! You can, however, use it to escape elimination should we have a sudden-death elimination round, where the last person to finish the challenge is automatically eliminated. If you play it then, we will have a vote, as par usual. However, that's not a concern until the team phase ends." As Chris explained the rules of the idols, several campers grew devious looks. But Chris wasn't finished.

"However, those are just the rules for the regular immunity idols! If you play the gold immunity idol, it nullifies everyone's vote but yours! The only rule is you can't use it to eliminate someone with immunity once we start playing for individual immunity. Got to make immunity count for something." He shrugged. "Any questions?"

There were a lot of questions asked. One rather loud question asked came from Trent. "Why didn't you introduce these from the start instead of waiting?"

Chris shrugged. "I hadn't thought of them until just after the last challenge. Next question?"

Scott asked the next question. "Is the gold idol real gold?"

Chris shook his head. "No, it's plastic. Next?"

Scarlett raised her hand. "Is there a method to prevent someone making an immunity idol?" As she asked the question, she looked pointedly at Scott, who was holding a knife and a block of wood. Scott rolled his eyes.

Chris nodded. "On the base of each of them, there is a sticker, the Chris McLean Seal of Approval. You don't really have the means to make one, and even if you did, you don't know exactly what it looks like." He thought for a moment. "Sure, it could be removed, but what would be the point when you could just steal the idol?" He shrugged. "Challenge is this afternoon. Go ahead and search for the morning. Oh, and no lunch today, to prepare you for the challenge."

Owen fell to his knees. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"


Confessional: Aiden

"These idols provide me with an opportunity to grab a great deal of power in this game. And I'm an intellectual, so I wouldn't be surprised if I found all three of them!

Confessional: Intern Charlie

"I sincerely doubt it. I'm a trained ninja, and I hid them all well. It's possible someone might find more than one, but they would have to be both observant and lucky."

End confessional


The scene showed Courtney searching furiously through the woods.


Confessional: Courtney

"If I can find one of these immunity idols, it won't matter whether Scarlett has a majority vote! We can just use it to get Scarlett out, and her alliance will fall apart without her."

End confessional


Topher also was searching for the idols, but as he did so, his mind seemed to be elsewhere.


Confessional: Topher

"These immunity idols seem like a twist better suited for leaving until the second season." Topher paused for a moment. His expression brightened afterward, but it seemed a bit forced. "But who am I to question Chris? He knows what he's doing, right?"

End confessional


While the two of them were searching, Trent and Alejandro accidentally bumped into each other. "My apologies," Alejandro said to the musician. "I did not see you there."

"Yeah, no problem," Trent said awkwardly. He avoided Alejandro's gaze.

"Actually, I've been wanting to talk to you," the charmer continued. "In case you hadn't figured it out, I voted for Gwen during the triple elimination."

Trent continued to avoid making eye contact. "Yeah, I thought so."

"I wanted to apologize," Alejandro continued. "Justin asked me to vote for her, and because I thought he was my friend, I did. But since then, I have begun to question my trust in him, because of how he has been stringing along Katie and Sadie for their votes. I thought he didn't want to vote them out then because he was interested in one of them, but he later confided in me that he found their presence insufferable, and only kept them around because they were reliable votes. I don't think I can trust him."

Trent looked at him. "So, you're saying you'll help me vote him out when we next lose?"

Alejandro nodded. "Exactly."


Confessional: Trent

"I don't know if I can trust Alejandro, but for all I know he's telling the truth. He can prove himself tonight, when we vote out Justin." He stared at the camera. "And we will be voting out Justin, tonight."

Confessional: Alejandro

"Getting rid of Gwen was an excellent move, but I realize that even so, remaining loyal to Justin with no guarantee of a fifth vote in our corner would be dooming myself. Voting out Gwen will have a price, and I intend to ensure that he will be the one to pay it, rather than me. Still, if he has a sound plan for eliminating Trent, I may change my mind."

End confessional


The hunt lasted all morning, but no one found anything. Much later in the day, the campers were assembled at the Mess Hall for the challenge, with Chris, Chef, and Dakota in the center of the room, the latter holding a bucket. Chris said, "No luck? Well, you'll have all summer to try to find them. Well, not all of you will, obviously. One of you is going home tonight, and here's how we're going to find out who it's gonna be. It's time to eat!"

Owen was pleased by this news. "Yay!"

"Today's challenge is the Brunch of Disgustingness. You'll all have to eat various gross foods, and I use the term lightly, and you'll have to eat each course in thirty seconds. Puke, or fail to finish, and you're out. Last person standing wins it for their team. Don't worry, you'll get breaks in between for water and to catch your breath."

"Tell them what they'll get if they win, Chris!" Dakota said, imitating a game show host.

"The winning team spends two days at a five-star resort, where they'll be pampered, eat gourmet food, and be treated with antibiotics for anything they may have caught while participating in this challenge! The three losing teams will go hungry tonight. And stay here, on Total Drama Island. With Chef." He pointed to the cook, who smiled and waved creepily.


Confessional: Dakota

"Disclaimer: I've worked with Chef for a while at this point, and he's actually a pretty decent guy, not a creep at all. Unlike the guy he works for."

End confessional


The four teams all looked eager to win the prize offered. "Guys, we have to win now," Heather said unnecessarily.


Confessional: Owen

"This is the challenge I've been waiting for!"

Confessional: Sam

"I got banned from all the Barney's Buffets within a thirty mile radius of my house for a reason. I got this."

Confessional: Geoff

"Man, I wish my best bud Brody was here. He's, like, a human garbage disposal. But I guess I'm no slouch when it comes to eating gross stuff either."

Confessional: Alejandro

"I was afraid of a challenge like this. My body is my temple, and no temple keeper would dare contaminate this." He took his shirt off, and flexed his muscles. He then shuddered. "I am reminded of all the times my brother Josè would force me to eat the most horrible things."

End confessional


"What you call a challenge, I call lunch! Now bring it!" Scott shouted.

"Oh, you wanna play that game? I've eaten gunk that tasted like the inside of a dumpster, and gone back for seconds!" Duncan responded.

Lightning felt the need to get in on the trash talk as well. "Yeah? Well, you guys probably ain't ever had protein powder on cinnamon rolls. I got this."

"Let's begin the challenge," Chris said. "First, some hors d'oeuvres." Chef, Dakota, and several other interns handed out plates containing oblong meatballs.

"Meatballs?" Mike asked, a bit confused.

"Technically you are correct, Mike," the host replied. "But these meatballs are kinda...special."

"It's Beef Testicles Bourguignon," Chef explained. Several of the male campers paled.

"I'll give you a minute to get used to the idea," Chris said. "I know this has got to be hard."

The camera zoomed in on the Badgers. "Even Josè would not force me to eat this," Alejandro commented.

"I can't do this," Bridgette said. "I'm a vegetarian. I can't eat meat."

"It's okay," Geoff offered. "Sometimes they castrate bulls for medical reasons. Don't they?"

"I guess," Bridgette said. "But meat usually gives me really bad stomach pain."

"You can do it," Sky encouraged from her other side. "It'll be worth it once we get to the resort."

"AND...BEGIN!" Chris shouted. Sky, realizing that some of her teammates were unlikely to eat their meatballs, quickly ate hers. Zoey and Sierra both started eating as well, and with great difficulty, Geoff, Bridgette, and Justin all managed to finish theirs briefly before the timer. Trent and Alejandro refused to take a bite, and Katie and Sadie failed to finish before the timer elapsed.

At the Moose table, Leshawna ate hers with no hesitation. Shawn also ate his meatball, somehow unaffected by the disgust many of the boys were feeling. When he finished, he said, "Overcooked and too salty." He noticed he was getting some strange looks, and shrugged. "What?"


Confessional: Shawn

"In a zombie apocalypse, you can't afford to be picky. You have to take what you can get."

End confessional


Owen then managed to finish his meatball. Lightning also managed to choke his down, and after he had finished, said, "There sha-better be a lot of protein in that." Aiden also forced his down his throat. Noah tried to eat his, but teared up and couldn't finish. The other three nerds simply pushed away their plates.

At the Bass table, Courtney was the first to finish hers, with Scarlett right behind her. Scott managed to get his down, and Lindsay succeeded in eating hers. Sam closed his eyes and said to himself, "It's just a pellet. I am PAC-Man, and this is a pellet." He finished only seconds before the timer ran out. Tyler, DJ, and Mike all failed to eat theirs before the timer elapsed, and Topher didn't even look at his.

At the Gopher table, Beardo ended up being the first to finish. He made a vacuum cleaner noise, then ate the entire thing in two bites. Jasmine finished second; she shrugged and said, "Meh, I've had worse." Beth finished hers next, followed by Heather. Brick managed to finish his as well. Duncan simply picked at his, B stared at his but didn't move a muscle, and Sammy managed to get halfway through before the time limit elapsed.


Confessional: Duncan

"I can handle gross food, but this is just cruel."

End confessional


"No pukers on the first round!" Chris announced. "I'm impressed! But that won't be the case for this one. Dumpster pizza, anybody? It's exactly what it sounds like. Oh, yeah, Katie, Sadie, Noah, DJ, Alejandro, Harold, Trent, Tyler, Duncan, Topher, Cameron, Bridgette, Samey, Mike, Cody, and B are all out. Honestly, I was expecting a lot more from that last one." B, and several other campers, glared at him.


Confessional: B

"This," B slapped his stomach, "is mostly muscle. Chris knows that."

End confessional


The interns passed out pizza topped with green sludge and bits of garbage to the remaining campers. "What a waste of good pizza!" Beardo exclaimed, and he imitated a piano playing the Funeral March by Chopin.

"No, I am not eating this," Justin said. "Bourguignon is one thing, but this is covered in grease, and grease causes acne."

"You'd better eat it," Sierra said.

Justin crossed his arms. "No. My looks are too valuable to subject to that kind of risk. If you saw my parents' IVF bill, you'd understand."

"And...GO!" Chris shouted. At the signal, everyone started eating. Well, everyone except Justin. Geoff was the first to finish his garbage-covered pizza, followed by Sky, then Sierra, and finally Zoey. Zoey puked in her mouth, but swallowed it before any could escape.

At the Moose table, Owen practically inhaled his slice. Shawn finished his slice second, followed by Lightning. Leshawna took a bite of her pizza, then puked—all over Aiden, which caused him to puke out his slice as well.

At the Bass table, Scott wolfed his pizza down. Courtney finished hers second, followed by Sam. Lindsay tried to eat hers, but ended up vomiting it up. Scarlett, seeing this, decided not to even try.


Confessional: Scott

"I've been dumpster diving for meals more times than I care to admit. I can usually find something better than that, but I've at least had some kind of practice."

Confessional: Scarlett

"Something like bourguignon isn't too difficult for me to eat, even if cooked badly. But garbage...the prize is not worth the battle."

End confessional


At the Gopher table, somehow all five remaining campers managed to eat the pizza; first Beth, then Heather, then Jasmine, then Beardo, then finally Brick.

"Hmm. I'm impressed that so many of you managed to eat that," said Chris. "Lindsay, Justin, Leshawna, Scarlett, and Aiden are out. Up next, we have a Middle Eastern delicacy. Roasted sheep eyeballs!"

The interns placed plates in front of the remaining contestants, each containing two eyeballs. Sierra puked at the sight of them.

"And Sierra is out before we even start!" Chris announced. "Ready...GO!"

At the Badger table, Geoff looked at the eyeballs. He shut his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and ate the sheep eyeballs. He chewed, swallowed, and said, "Not actually that bad." Sky also ate the eyeballs, but Zoey didn't touch them.


Confessional: Zoey

"Okay, I have...a thing about eyes getting hurt. I just can't handle it."

End confessional


At the Moose table, Owen and Shawn both managed to eat the eyeballs. Lightning, however, couldn't handle it. He saw Owen impale one on his fork, and then ran away screaming. He tried to cover his eyes, but once he bumped into an empty chair, he gave up and uncovered them.

At the Bass table, Sam repeated to himself, "PAC-Man. PAC-Man." He ate the eyeballs, but instantly started puking them out. Scott and Courtney both managed to keep theirs down.

At the Gopher table, Heather was the first to finish her plate, followed by Jasmine. Beth took off her glasses, put them in her pocket, then ate hers as well.


Confessional: Beth

"I'm farsighted, not nearsighted. So once a blur was all I could see, it wasn't so hard."

End confessional


Brick, however, simply couldn't bear to look at his meal. "I can't do it," he said.

"I feel you, dude," Beardo said. "Food ain't supposed to look at you." The two declined to finish their meal.

"Brick, Zoey, Hector, Sam, Lightning, and the aforementioned Sierra are all out!" Chris announced once the timer went off. "Up next, we have blueberries, covered in a mixture of mayonnaise and ketchup. Oh, and you have fifteen seconds to eat this one, not thirty." The interns passed around bowls of mayonnaise-and-ketchup-covered blueberries that were a respectable size.

Scott stared at the bowl, looking worried.


Confessional: Scott

"Okay, gross food I can handle, but eating fast? Not really my strongest point."

End confessional


The remaining campers dug in quickly. Owen, Shawn, Sky, Beth, and Courtney all finished within the allotted time, in that order. Scott, Jasmine, and Heather each failed to eat their berries in time, and Geoff might have made it if not for having dropped several berries on the floor.

"And now we're down to five!" Chris announced. "Chef, bring out their last meal."

"You don't have to make it sound like they're gonna die," commented DJ. Chris simply grinned.

The five remaining campers all were moved to one table. Each one had a plate containing a pepper and a large glass of milk placed in front of them.

"A pepper?" Beth asked.

"Not just any pepper!" Chris announced. "That's a Bhut jolokia, or Ghost Pepper, one of the hottest peppers on the planet! You will each eat the pepper."


Confessional: Owen

"Okay, I'm not really that good with spicy food, honestly. Gross food I can handle, but spicy...not so much."

End confessional


"The winner will be the one who can eat the pepper and go the longest without drinking from the glass of milk in front of them. Ready? 3...2...1...GO!"

None of the five remaining campers hesitated to shove the pepper in their mouth. About ten seconds in, Shawn was the first to crack.


Confessional: Shawn

"Okay, that pepper is EVIL!" He thought for a moment. "Do you think there might be a way to weaponize it against zombies?"

End confessional


The camera showed the faces of the four remaining campers. Their faces were all red and they were sweating profusely. Owen tugged at his shirt collar. Beth was breathing heavily through her mouth. Courtney's eyes were watering and she reached for the milk...

Only to be beaten to it by Sky. She downed her glass a second before Courtney followed suit. Owen managed to hold out a few more seconds before gulping down his glass of milk and running for the communal washrooms. A few seconds later, a shatteringly loud fart noise was heard.

"And Beth wins it for her team!" Chris announced, as Beth drank from her glass of milk. "That means the Gophers will be spending the next two days in luxury. Too bad we didn't get to serve the French Bunion soup, but it is what it is. Badgers, I will see you at elimination."

As the Gophers headed to the dock to depart for their spa trip, Brick tapped Duncan on the shoulder. "Hey, can I talk to you?" he asked.

Duncan frowned at him. "About what? You going to chastise me for not eating the beef testes?"

Brick didn't meet his gaze. "Actually, I just wanted to say...I'm sorry. I've been too hard on you lately. Sure, you annoy me, and we don't work well together, but I shouldn't have tried to get you eliminated during the triple elimination."

Duncan shrugged. "Apology accepted, I guess."


Justin approached Alejandro after the teams left the Mess Hall. "Are you on board with getting rid of Trent?"

Alejandro nodded. "Of course. Any ideas for how we can do that?"

Justin told him, "I was thinking we would get Zoey and Sky to vote with us. They're both relatively alone on the team, so they'll be easier to convince."

Alejandro put his hand to his chin. "In that case, I should be the one to convince Zoey. She was closer to Gwen than Sky."

Justin shrugged. "If you say so." The two then parted, and Alejandro located Trent. "Are we prepared to eliminate el modelo?"

"I talked to the others, and we should have a 7-3 vote against him," Trent said.

"Muy bueno," said the charmer. "Once again, I must beg your forgiveness. My decision to vote for Gwen was an exceedingly poor one, and I wish to show my regret."


Justin approached Sky. "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Sky shrugged. "Sure."

Justin said, "I'd like to talk to you about voting out Trent."

Sky stared at him. "Why?"

Justin shrugged. "He's kind of a big threat, y'know? Everyone likes him, and he's good in challenges. He could be dangerous later on."


Confessional: Trent

"I'm still not completely trusting of Alejandro, but more than anything else, I just want Justin gone. If Alejandro is willing to help with that, I'll give him one more chance."

Confessional: Sky

"Yeah, I'm not voting for Trent. Justin has a point about him being a threat, but by his estimation, so am I. I trust Trent more than I trust Justin."

End confessional


At the Campfire Ceremony, Chris held up his plate of marshmallows. "I have on my plate nine marshmallows. If you do not receive a marshmallow, you must walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and never come back. Ever. The first marshmallow goes to...Sky! Geoff, Zoey, Sierra, Katie and Sadie, Bridgette [who was clutching her stomach, a pained expression on her face], a-and, Alejandro."

"Trent, you're a potential threat and you couldn't even get through the first round, and Justin, you're dead weight and Trent hates you." The two glared at each other.

"By a 7-3 vote, the final marshmallow goes to..."

"Trent."

Justin gasped. He looked at Katie and Sadie, who he saw were as confused as he was. He looked at Sky, who gave him an icy stare. Then he looked at Alejandro, who wouldn't look him in the eye. "Alejandro? How could you betray me like this?"

Alejandro continued to avoid his gaze. "I am sorry, but I just don't trust you any more."

Justin glared at him. "Fine. Vote me out—see if I care. I just want you to realize that this show just lost its best-looking contestant." Alejandro winced slightly at that.

He then stormed down the Dock of Shame and onto the Boat of Losers, which sped away.

Chris looked at the nine remaining Badgers. "The rest of you are safe.

"For tonight."


Later that night, in the Bass cabin, a shadowed figure reached under Sam's bunk and pulled out a few handheld game consoles. Whistling a creepy tune, the figure smashed them with a rock.


Fun fact about Total Drama Redux: 52: it was actually originally planned to be a Shuffled AU. I eventually changed the plan because Shuffled AUs are rather common and I wanted to do something different. I've encountered two or three stories with a similar premise to mine, but I mostly thought they weren't very good. This way, I don't have to compete with people who are better writers than me, like AndrewNotCarranza or Checkmate King.

I bring this up because my original plan for Justin was to have him as the main antagonist of All-Stars. He would have attempted to play that role in the first three seasons, but would have been eliminated pre-merge in Island after Scott framed him for his challenge-throwing, post-merge in Action after a falling-out with Heather and Dave, and disqualified in fourth place of World Tour after attempting to betray Mal but accidentally blowing up the plane. He would have caused a fair amount of trouble in All-Stars (including framing Duncan for blowing up Chris's mansion, stealing the immunity idol from Courtney and using it to eliminate Sky, and using Fang to try to sabotage Jasmine multiple times).

Obviously, that would have been impossible for this story. I still tried to make him more competent than he was in canon, but he's still no Alejandro. It seemed inevitable that Alejandro would betray him, it was just a question of when.

Thoughts on Justin? Worst Gen 1 contestant, hands down. As a villain, he's little more than a whiny brat. His entire tactical game is based around one trick (even Sugar had more tricks up her sleeve), and his long-term strategy leaves much to be desired. He's not quite as incompetent of an antagonist as Jo, but he's pretty darn close.

I like Brunch of Disgustingness, don't love it, but it's a solid episode as non-elimination challenges go. It just wouldn't be Total Drama if there wasn't at least one eating challenge that causes people to puke, so I included a heavily abridged version. I abridged it so much because all the picky eaters ended up on the Badgers, and I didn't want to telegraph their loss too much.

Elimination order:

52: Dave, the Germaphobe

51: Staci, the Compulsive Liar

50: Dakota, the Fame-Monger

49: Sugar, the Pageant Queen

48: Amy, the Evil Twin

47: Leonard, the LARPer

46: Anne Maria, the Jersey Shore Reject

45: Izzy, the Psycho Hose Beast (still out there?)

44: Rodney, the Lovesick Farm Boy

43: Max, the Super-Villain Wannabe

42: Jo, the Take-No-Prisoners Jockette

41: Ezekiel, the Homeschooled Guy

38 (Tie): Gwen, the Loner

38 (Tie): Dawn, the Moonchild

38 (Tie): Eva, the Hothead

37: Ella, the Fairytale Princess

36: Justin, the Eye Candy