"Last time on Total Drama Domination," said Chris.
*Chef starts telling the campers their challenge in the mess hall, followed by him pointing a handgun at Don, making him do 50 jumping jacks*
"We had Master Chief Hatchet host the challenge, and man, was he brutal!" said Chris.
*Harold's elbow is seen snapping, followed by Jay, Mickey, and Cameron not being able to hold themselves up*
"While some people put in a good effort, others were out before they even started!" said Don.
*Eva is seen raging after failing to complete a lap, followed by Chef holding up Ernesto's arm*
"Eva wasn't able to keep up the pace, allowing Ernesto to score one for the Zebras!" said Chris.
*Veronica and Ernesto are seen kissing*
"And not only that, but he and Veronica finally made their feelings for each other known!" said Don.
*Zoey, Miles, and Jasmine are seen talking angrily to Chad, while the rest of the team glares at him*
"Chad solidified his status as public enemy number one..." said Chris.
*Chad shows the hosts the Millie idol*
"...but he got away from it, thanks to the Millie idol!" he finished.
*Laurie shows the hosts the Chef idol*
"Laurie however, attempted to counter Chad's seemingly only remaining vote with the Chef idol..." said Don.
*Don says something, and the team gasps*
"...but someone voted with Chad, rendering the play useless!" he finished.
*A shocked B is being strapped to the Fireworks of Shame*
"And in the end, B got booted in probably the most shocking vote off in the show's history!" said Chris.
"Who will go upside-down skydiving next?" said Don. "Find out right now, right here, on TOTAL!"
"DRAMA!" yelled Chris.
"DOMINATION!" both hosts yell.
*cue intro*
The Rambunctious Rhinoceri had not left the campfire after B's shocking elimination. Finally, Cody spoke up. "Soooo...what did I miss?"
"Someone dissented from the vote without telling anyone," said Cameron.
"But who?" asked Zoey.
Harold sighed and stood up. "It was me." Everyone gasped. "I saw Chad take the idol during the 20 kilometer run around the camp."
"And you didn't tell us?!" said Leshawna.
Harold looked down, guilty.
CONFESSIONAL: If loose lips sink ships, tight lips...stall ships?
"I'm such an idiot. GOSH!" vented Harold.
*STATIC*
"Come on guys, why don't we talk about something else?" asked Cody.
"Like what?" asked Veronica.
"Like, what we're most scared of," suggested Cody. "Like for me, I'm still afraid of having to defuse a time bomb under pressure."
"Oh…" said Veronica. "I'm really scared of break-ups."
"Plad. Definitely plad," said Tom.
"Bad haircuts," said Lindsay. "But wait, didn't we already talk about this?"
"I want to know what everyone who didn't compete in TDI's worst fears are," said Cody. "Plus, some of our fears may have changed."
"I'm still really scared of spiders," said Cameron.
"I'm actually afraid of not being able to solve a difficult puzzle," said Harold. "I only said ninjas in season one so I could say I got to fight ninjas."
"Losing a loved one," said Sanders. "You see, I lost my mom the day before MacArthur and I signed up for the Ridonculous Race. After we won, I used the money to pay for my mom's casket." She sniffed.
Ezekiel put a hand on her shoulder. "I know how ya feel, eh. I accidentally shot and killed my mom in my audition tape. As for my worst fear, probably my dad. He's been treating me like shit ever since. He even blamed me for my sexist remarks in season one, eh? He's the one who raised me like that."
Everyone fell silent. "Awwww, sweetie!" Kelly went up a gave the prairie boy a hug that would make other moms jealous.
Abby joined the hug. "We respect you!"
"Group hug!" called Sierra. The whole team gathered around Ezekiel and hugged him, causing him to smile. "Thanks, eh. You're like my second family, eh?"
Eventually, everyone sat back down. "So, let's continue," said Cody.
"An upset," said Pete.
"Zip lining; ever since that challenge in the Ridonculous Race, I'll never look at zip lining the way I had my whole life!" said Gerry.
"Crimson and I are scared of things that make us show...emotion," said Ennui.
"Eeyeah. Exactly what he said," said Crimson.
"Losing a fight to Chef," said Izzy.
"I still haven't gotten over my fear of flying!" said Owen.
"Still scared of spiders," said Leshawna.
"Having to play a game with no rules," said Sky. "I'm not one for unsportsmanlike conduct."
"Someone who actually poses a threat to me strength-wise," said Eva.
"Probably Mal...or worse...more personalities I probably don't even know exist," Mike shuddered.
"I don't like bad haircuts, just like Sadie!" said Katie.
"Oh god, I have so many!" said Mickey. "But I have to say really fast rollercoasters."
"Gym equipment," said Noah. "I'm not one for physical activity."
"I'm claustrophobic," said Jasmine.
"Being shaved bald," said Sammy. Amy tried to laugh, but couldn't bring herself to do it. "I guess I'm scared of being one-upped by my sister in something," she said.
"Germs. Without question, germs," said Dave.
"I'm scared of hurting an animal," said DJ.
"I'm scared of seeing an animal get hurt," said Abby.
"I'm scared of jumpscares, man. I'm all for having fans, but not like that!" said Rock.
"The wrong kind of make-up," said Blaineley.
"Laurie and I are absolutely terrified of eating meat," Miles said while Laurie nodded. "Especially after...that day." The vegans shuddered.
"Miscalculations," said Ellody.
"Being seen as a bad mother to Taylor," said Kelly.
"Getting my hair ruined," said Topher.
"Cruelty to animals," said Ella.
"Being in a physical fight; I don't like resorting to violence," said Zoey.
"I still don't like being buried alive," said Gwen.
"Cody getting eliminated," said Sierra.
"Better pray that doesn't happen," said Noah snidely. Sierra glared at him a little.
"I'm...scared of public speaking," said Dara.
"Getting my physical features ruined...especially my face," said Justin.
"Having to be...good," said Max. "Except to babies, of course. I do babysit," he said sweeter than usual.
"I don't like drug addicts," said Ryan. "My dad was one, and when I failed the Presidential Fitness Test my freshman year, he pinned me down and force-fed me an entire dose of steroids." He flexed his muscles. "And that's how I got these."
"Woah, pretty dark stuff," said Rock.
"Well, it was fun getting to know you guys. Good night, everyone!" said Cody. He made his way to his new team's cabins, then stopped. "Uhh...where am I gonna sleep?"
"You can room with me and Dave, eh!" said Ezekiel.
"Sounds good, thanks!" said Cody. The team made their way towards the cabins.
MESS HALL
The Zesty Zebras were gathered at the mess hall to welcome Chad.
"What's up, bra? Excited to be on this new team?" asked Geoff.
"This team does look more promising than my old one, so yes," said Chad.
"Alright, cool. I wanna get to know all you guys; what would be your worst fear? Mine is hail. It's small, yet deadly!"
"Define small," said Chad.
"Like, slightly thicker raindrops."
"Not all hailstones are like that; it's not that uncommon for hailstones to be the size of various sports balls."
"OH GOD, DUDE!" Geoff exclaimed, lowering his hat.
"But on the bright side, no one has ever died from hail."
Geoff raised his hat back up. "Oh alright, dude! What's yours?"
"Me? Probably having something I say get disproven."
"'Kay, cool. Anyone else?"
"Getting a red card," said Ernesto. "It's a soccer thing."
"Dark alleys, man. You never know what could come out in the middle of the night," said Chet.
"Definitely vandalized articles of clothing," said Jen.
"Actual lightnin'!" said Lightning.
"Being one-upped by someone with an intelligence quotient lower than mine," said Scarlett.
"Angry looking seal pups," said Spud. MacArthur chuckled, remembering the dare she gave him. She stopped when the big rocker narrowed his eyes (after a pause, like usual). "Why don't you name yours?" he raised his voice, unusual for him.
MacArthur was a bit taken aback, but nevertheless answered. "Spicy peppers," she said, remembering her meltdown in Mexico.
"I don't like volcanoes, ever since I got burned by one," said Alejandro.
"I don't like the red screen of death on the Playstation 2," said Sam. "It's really dark and scary sounding."
"I have way too many," said Jay. "Probably ghost towns if I had to pick one."
"Bronze," Josee shuddered. "It was what we had to settle for in the Ridonculous Race."
"Mine is worse...silver," Jacques shivered. "We could have been gold medal olympians, but that was the shit we had to settle for!"
"Cruelty to animals and nature," said Dawn.
"Someone stronger than me," said Jo.
"Hasn't that already been proven last challenge?" asked Junior.
"QUIET, YOU LITTLE TWERP!" Jo snapped like a twig. Junior looked very unhappy. Courtney pulled the boy into a hug.
"NOBODY CALLS MY SON THAT!" screamed Dwayne. He lunged at Jo, but she kicked the father in the crotch, knocking him down to the ground. Rodney helped him up. "Jo, what is wrong with you?!"
"Oh, what a surprise! Lover boy doesn't fall in love with a girl!" taunted Jo.
That did it. Rodney lunged at Jo, and this time, she was brutally assaulted by the big man. No one bothered stopping him, mainly due to how strong Rodney was and the fact Jo deserved it.
Once Rodney was done delivering a beatdown, Jo was lying on the ground with two black eyes and a broken nose, and those are just the injuries we can see visually.
"Requesting a medic!" said Brick. Jordan burst in wearing his nurse outfit. "Nurse Jordan to the rescueeee!" he cried. He picked up Jo and left the mess hall.
"Alright, let's continue. I'm still terrified of the dark." He pauses. "You know, it feels nice to say that without being called 'Sir Leaks-a-lot."
"Jumpscares," said Devin. "I'm all for mainstream stuff, but Five Nights at Freddy's has made something terrifying."
Carrie hugged Devin. "I'm scared of them too, homie!" she said.
"Oh yeah, forgot to mention: we always did let's plays together! Good stuff," said Devin.
"I…don't, like, rude strangers," Beardo managed to say.
"Even though I still hate being alone in the woods, I hate seeing dolphins get eaten," said Bridgette. "When I was in that surfing competition in Australia, I saw a killer orca whale eat a dolphin. And not even whole, either! It was...oh it was so terrifying!" She started to tear up. Geoff wrapped her arms around her.
"I don't like getting my cow leather boots ruined," said Taylor.
"Geoff doesn't like hail, I don't like sleet," said Brody.
"Fang," said Scott.
"Rock music! I'm too southern for that shit!" said Sugar.
"Yeah, there's a subgenre of rock called southern rock," said Chad.
"Well…I still don't like it!" stated Sugar.
"Uh, isn't it obvious?" said Shawn.
"Dark magic," said Tammy.
"I agree with my lady," said Leonard. Sugar gasped, then seethed. Oh, it looks I'm gonna have to make both their lives a livin' hell! she thought.
"Chickens still give me the creeps!" said Tyler.
"Dying unpeacefully," said Emma.
"I'm scared of crocodiles," said Dwayne.
"Still scared of mimes," said Trent.
"Paparazzi; I'd like to stay out of mainstream and focus on me only," said JD.
"Going Underwater; ever since we were in the Bahamas…" said Kitty. MacArthur's eyes darted around.
"Not making a 100 on a test," said Mary. "The one and only time I didn't get a 100 was when I got a 99 by accidentally picking the wrong answer to the last question. My parents yelled at me for four straight hours."
"Holy shit!" cried Geoff.
"I'm scared of drunks; you never know what kind of shit they try to pull on you," said Stephanie.
"I'm still scared of being covered in bugs," said Beth.
"Perverts. I get hit on all the time, and it's absolutely disgusting," said Dakota.
"I'm scared of vultures," said Lorenzo.
"I still don't like sumo wrestlers," said Heather.
"I don't wanna lose my family and friends," said Junior.
"Telling a girl I like her," said Rodney. "I'm always one for thinking about girls in my head; talking to them, not so much.
"I still don't like green jello," said Courtney.
"Alright, that settles it," said Geoff. "So Chad, where would you like to sleep?"
"It doesn't really matter considering Spud can get away with it," said Chad. "So I'm going to pick a girls' room, room four to be exact." Scarlett and Mary smirked at each other.
CONFESSIONAL: My worst fear is spot the difference puzzles, what's yours? [1]
"Oh, this is perfect!" said Scarlett. "Chad actually seems like a suitable threat in terms of intelligence. We just need to see if he's got a great strategic mindset, too."
*STATIC*
The next morning, the teams were gathered at the mess hall.
"Good morning campers!" said Chris in a singsong voice.
"Good morning Chris," the group said half-heartedly.
"Let's try that again. Good morning campers!"
"GOOD MORNING CHRIS!" the group screamed.
"Jesus! Anyways, Cody, what room did you pick?"
"Boys room 4," said Cody.
"Nice!" said Chris. "Chad, what about you?"
"Girls room 4," said Chad.
"Uh, Jesus." The hosts facepalmed. Chris continued, "anyways, can anyone guess what the next challenge is?"
"Ooh! The fear challenge!" said Sierra.
"Correctamundo!" said Chris. "And thanks to our surveillance cameras placed all around the camp..." As he says this, we are shown various video cameras hanging from the sides of walls around the camp. "...we were able to determine your worst fears in a jiffy!"
"Wait, you mean—ohhh...shit," the fangirl realized, her voice dropping an octave on the last two words.
"Eeyep!" said Chris. "Let's make this simple, shall we? Let's start with the first generation campers!" Said 23 campers gulped. "Owen, you have to fly on the newly-rebuilt Jumbo Jet around the island!"
"NOHOHOOOOO!" the big boy cried.
"Are you chickening out? 'Cuz if you are, I've got this!" he pulls out a chicken hat.
"Uhhhh...no. I'm sorry. If I didn't eat my teddy bear, then maybe." He let Chris put a chicken hat on him.
"Say Tyler, why haven't you reacted to the chicken hats?" asked Chris.
"I'm only scared of live chickens," said Tyler.
"Oh, you mean like those?" Instantly, 20 chickens came running out of Chef's kitchen. Chef could be heard yelling, "GET BACK HERE! IT WON'T HURT THAT MUCH!" Tyler took off running.
"Sheesh; didn't even get to hear what he had to do," said Chris. "Anyways, Gwen! You have to be buried alive for ten minutes now!" The goth girl gasped.
As Chris led her out, Don took over. "Heather, instead of sumo wrestlers, we've got something even better!"
Weeeeeeeeelllll it's the big shooooow!
It's a big bad show tonight!
The Big Show appeared in the doorway, and signaled the asian hottie to follow him. She gulped as she followed him out of the mess hall.
"Leshawna, to the basement! Now!" ordered Don.
"There's a basement?!" asked Leshawna as she left. She never got an answer.
"Geoff, Brody, it's currently clear outside, so just stand outside and wait." The surfer dudes shrugged and did as told.
"Hey Chef! Izzy wants to fight you again; get ready!" Don called out.
Chef came out wearing an iron suit of armor with spikes all over, and he was carrying a giant backpack with a bazooka, shotgun, 3-piece assault rifle, and a handgun in it. Izzy gulped and widened her eyes.
"Ha ha, I would love to see her try and win this one!" said Chris, who had just walked back in. "Anyways, DJ, Dawn, Bridgette, Abby, we got a special little video of a killer orca whale eating a dolphin!"
The foursome gasped. "Noooooo," Bridgette started to say, raising her fists up to her face.
Chris pulled out his phone, which had a short 15-second video on it. "All you have to do is make it through this 15-second video! Enjoy!" He tapped the screen, and the four campers watched in horror as the killer orca whale started to bite on the dolphin's head. The dolphin wriggled helplessly as it got chewed on, and 10 seconds later, it was eaten. The four campers stood there slack jawed.
"Congratulations, we are now tied 2-2!" said Chris, not caring about what he did. "Lindsay, Katie, time for a makeover! Lance?"
Lance entered with a razor. "Let's crank dis shit up!" He approached the girls, but they both took off. "Awww sheee-it," moaned Lance.
"Trent, we've got a surprise for you in the outhouse confessional!" said Don.
Trent got up and headed to the outhouse confessional. However, when he opened the door, a mime popped out and tackled him.
"AAAAAAHH! GET OFF ME! I CAN'T DO IT!" yelled Trent. The mime complied, and Trent got up and returned to the mess hall, shaking his head in defeat.
"No point! Let's check up on some of our campers!" said Don.
GWEN
Gwen screamed and kicked her feet in her coffin. "I WANT OUT! I GUESS I'M NOT AS GOTH AS CRIMSON AND ENNUI!" she screamed. The timer read 4:20.
HEATHER
A WWE ring had been set up. The Big Show grabbed Heather, took her to one of the corners of the ring, and performed a 500-pound suplex on her, causing the ring to collapse.
LESHAWNA
The girl made it down to the basement. She flicked on the light, and 1,000 spiders scurried towards the center of the room. A wide-eyed Leshawna ran out as the spiders started to move in her direction.
IZZY
An uninjured Izzy stood facing an unconscious Chef lying on the ground in front of her.
MESS HALL
"Alright, looks like Heather and Izzy faced their fears, so we're tied 3-3!" said Chris. "But how did Izzy beat Chef so easily?"
"Simple: those little slivers in his helmet! I jumped behind him, snatched the bazooka, and shot him there!" said Izzy.
"Ohhh...kay," said a disappointed Chris. "Let's continue! Harold, I've got something for ya." He set down a box in front of where Harold sat. "You have to solve a 750-piece puzzle with no edge pieces and five extra pieces that will not be used in the puzzle!" [2] he announced excitedly. Harold gulped and extended his collar.
"Courtney, slap on your bathing suit!" A nervous Courtney left the mess hall to get changed.
"Beth, come outside with me!" The short girl did as told. A baby pool filled with spiders, ants, bedbugs, and cockroaches was present.
"Beth, all you need to do is immerse your whole body into that pool filled with those lovely little creatures!" said Chris.
Beth gulped. "Uhhhhhh...no. Sorry." Chris put a chicken hat on her and ordered her back in the mess hall. "Cody, come out here!" he ordered.
"Good luck, Cody!" Sierra called as Cody stepped outside.
"Cody, we're going to make this one much simpler! All you have to do is cut the right wire! But be careful: cut any other wire, and you'll be sorry!" explained Chris.
Cody looked at the bomb and gulped. A red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, indigo, purple, magenta, light pink, brown, black, dark gray, light gray, and white wire all surrounded a timer that read 0:10. "Uhhhh…" Cody thought long and hard (no, not like that!) about which wire to cut.
"Five seconds!" announced Chris.
The boy decided to cut the red wire. Unfortunately, the bomb immediately detonated, sending the boy flying back to where he sat in the mess hall. His body was smoked, and holes appeared throughout his clothes.
"Ooooh...you were supposed to cut the blue wire," said Chris.
"Alright, Justin! Time for a special makeover!" said Don. He held up a bunch of fake zits. "I hope you don't me running through your hair!"
"YES I MIND!" the male model screamed as he ran out of the mess hall.
"O...K, that didn't last long," said Don. "Noah, to our quarters! Now!" Noah got up and followed.
Don led Noah through the halls of the quarters and opened a door revealing various bars and weights. Noah gulped and went wide-eyed. Don pointed to a pull-up bar.
"All you have to do is do ten pull-ups!" said Don.
Noah jumped to grab the bar, and...he farted as he tried to pull himself up. Don put a chicken hat on him.
"No point, get out," ordered Don. The two made their way back to the mess hall.
Courtney entered the mess hall dressed in her swimsuit. "OK, I'm ready!"
"Good!" said Chris. He had the CIT follow him, and where the baby pool for Beth's fear was had been replaced with one filled to the brim with green jello.
"All you have to do Courtney, is immerse your whole body in that tub!" said the black-haired host. Courtney put one of her feet in...and just as quickly took it out. "Ew, ew, it's cold and slimy...like someone I know."
CUTAWAY
Duncan was watching Total Drama Domination at home. "That bitch sooooo wants me." Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
The scene immediately cuts to Duncan shutting his home's front door, which now had a note on it that read:
"Dear mom and dad,
I am going to try to return to Total Drama Domination. Wish me luck!
From, Duncan."
RETURN
"OK then, no point!" said Chris. He put a chicken hat on her. "Go back and change!" An annoyed Courtney went to do what she was told.
"Eva, time to do your challenge! Ohhh, Cheeee-eeeeef!" he called in a sing-song voice.
Chef walked in with a band-aid on the bridge of his nose. "What now, Chris?"
"We've got another challenger!"
"Don't worry. All I ask is a simple arm-wrestling match," clarified Eva.
"We can arrange that!" said Chris. He sat Eva and Chef down on one of the tables. "Readyyyy...go!" Not more than a minute later, a painful snap sounded, and Chef gripped his right arm. "YOOOOOOOOWWWW!" he cried out.
"Ha ha, great job Eva!" said Chris.
"Please, it was nothing," said Eva, not changing expression.
"Oh kayyyy...Ezekiel! We've got a special visitor for you!"
A man with a light gray backwards cap, a black shirt with a dark teal skull on it, khaki shorts and white tennis shoes entered very pissed. "YOU! YOU DISGRACE! I KNEW YOU WOULD BE VOTED OFF FIRST TWO TIMES IN A ROW! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STILL HERE?!"
An angry Ezekiel darted past his abusive dad.
"OH, WHERE THE HELL YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING! GONNA RUN AWAY FROM ME, AGAIN?!" Suddenly, he stopped, and he fell to the ground unconscious. Where he stood was Ezekiel, proudly holding up a bow and arrow. He takes the arrow lodged in his dad's back. Everyone started to applaud the homeschooler as he bowed.
"Great job, Zeke! I never knew you had it in ya!" said Chris.
"Thanks, eh? My life feels so much better now!" Ezekiel went to take his seat.
"OK. Blaineley, it's time for a special makeover! Lance?"
Lance walked over with a black tube and a red tube of makeup. "Time to color this ugly white trash face like a coloring book!" he said.
"NOOOO—" Blaineley started to scream, but Lance grabbed her and started smearing juicy dark cherry lipstick all over her lips. He then yanked her eyelids and started smearing black makeup all over them. He then paused to look over his creation. "Naaaah!" he said. He started rubbing the black makeup around Blaineley's eyes in a circular motion.
"There! All done!" he said. He held up a mirror to Blaineley, who screamed. She basically looked like a panda who applied makeup on her lips for 30 minutes straight.
"Oh hoh hoh hoh, ma-an! That is gold!" said Chris, as he and Don snapped a photo of Celebrity Manhunt's hostess.
"Alright, that's another point for the Rhinoceri!" said Don. "Sierra, it's your turn! Except, since your fear is Cody getting eliminated, we would have to eliminate him on the spot in order for you to score a point!"
"No way!" shouted Sierra. "A point cannot make up for my Cody's unfair elimination!"
"Alright, then it's settled! No points!" Don put a chicken hat on Sierra's head. "Aleeeejandrooo!" he called. Alejandro gulped. "All you need to do is watch a short 15-second video of a volcano erupting!"
Don took out his phone and started the video, which was just a cheap flash-animated volcano erupting. Three seconds into the video, when the lava started to come down, Alejandro screamed and ran off.
"Sheesh, it's not even a real volcano," said Don. "Anyways, time to move on to the second generation campers!" The nine who hadn't already faced their fears gulped.
"Cameron!" said Chris. "All you need to do is touch this spider!" He held up a spider.
"Oh, that's no biggie," said Cameron. He jumped to touch it, but Chris raised his arm so he couldn't reach it. Cameron tried again, but again he couldn't reach it thanks to Chris raising his arm. This continued for about five more seconds, until Chris said, "Oh alright, but next time, if you want something that badly, just ask!" He dropped the spider, and Cameron ran out of the mess hall screaming.
"No point for Cameron!" said Chris. "Lightning, go ahead and stand outside with Geoff and Brody!" The football player did as told. There were white clouds rolling in the sky at this point.
"Zoey, time to fight Chef!"
Chef, who now had his right arm in a sling on top of his nose injury, frowned. "Seriously?!"
Fire started to form in Zoey. "Yes. Seriously," she said with rage building up. She did a flying kick towards Chef's crotch, and a painful pop sound could be heard.
"YOOOOOOOWWW!" Chef screamed an octave higher than he had been. He gripped his crotch.
Don winced. "Oooooooohh. Medic! Again!" Jordan returned, still wearing his nurse outfit. He picked up Chef without any effort and slung him over his shoulder. "God...damn. He sure is stronger than he looks," said Don.
Zoey exited her commando phase. "How'd I do?" she asked.
"You managed to break one of Chef's balls," said Chris. Zoey gasped, and her pupils shrunk to no more than a pixel in diameter. "He's currently being taken to the imfirmary right now. So in other words, yes! You completed your challenge!"
Zoey gasped. "Oh no, I didn't mean to do that! Please, can I visit him?" she asked desperately.
"Hmmmm...let me think about that. Hmmmm...NO!" Zoey looked downtrodden.
"Scott! We've got a special friend for you! All you need to do is beat him in a fight!" Without warning, Fang jumped through the mess hall entrance and started pouncing on the dirt farmer. Suddenly, a hand started yanking Fang's fin. A confused Fang stopped attacking Scott, and the camera slowly pans to reveal who had stopped him.
Dawn.
"Let him, go." The mutant shark sighed, put Scott down, and started walking like a regular human towards the lake.
"You OK?" Dawn asked Scott. Scott had scratches all over his face, and his cheeks were very red from the fin slaps. "Y-y-yeah," he managed to say. He couldn't help but smile as Dawn helped him up.
"Aw, cute romance!" said Don.
"Romance? Woah, woah, it was just her helping me up, that's all," Scott said as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Yeah yeah. Anyways Scott, since she *points at Dawn* had to stop the fight, you don't get a point!" Scott frowned as Dawn gave Don her quizzical look. [3]
"Alright, now it's Jo's turn!" said Chris. Only there was no Jo. "Uhhh...where's Jo?"
Brick stood up. "I regret to inform you Rodney committed aggravated battery on her last night," he said.
"LAST NIGHT?!" panicked Chris. He ran towards the infirmary tent and saw a bed with Jo lying unconscious on it.
"Jordan!" called Chris.
"Yes, sir?" the gay intern asked.
"We need a status update on Jo!"
"Oh, her. Yeah, she's been knocked out cold for twelve hours. We have not gotten a pulse from her yet. Therefore, it is unclear whether or not she will make it."
A panicked Chris ran back to the mess hall. "I'd like everyone's attention please!" he yelled. Everyone looked at him.
"The Zesty Zebras were there to see it, but for those who don't know, someone physically attacked another camper and got them sent to the infirmary. Jo has been there unconscious for twelve straight hours." Everyone gasped and started talking to each other worriedly.
"Now YOU!" he screamed and pointed at a worried Rodney. "I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR MURDERERS ON THIS ISLAND! IF JO DOESN'T WAKE UP BY THE END OF THIS CHALLENGE, I'M CALLING THE POLICE ON YOU, AND I WILL MAKE SURE THEY GIVE YOU A HEFTY SENTENCE!" Chris screamed with pure rage. Rodney gulped.
...aaaaaaaand that's it! I know, I know. This is the first two-parter in my fanfic. I don't know if there will be any more yet.
This chapter was getting long, and if it were all done in one chapter, well...yeah. Plus, no one outside the Zesty Zebras knew what happened to Jo, so I figured the secret coming out was a perfect time to pause the episode.
Will Jo regain consciousness before the challenge is through? Will Rodney ever get on the hosts' good side? Why did Chad sign up for a girls room? How will everyone else do with their fears? Will Chef finally beat a girl in a fight? What does Duncan plan on doing when he gets to Camp Wawanakwa? If he gets there? All that and more will be answered in the exciting conclusion that is chapter 8!
[1] Story time! I was at my grandmother's house in July 2007. A spot-the-difference puzzle book from LIFE Magazine was lying on one of the tables. It was the second one they made (it was yellow, and it had a picture of two ladies drinking milkshakes). I thought it looked like fun, so I decided to try one. Then I did another. And another. And another. Pretty soon, I finished the whole book. I told my grandmother and my parents about it, and that October, I received the first three books in the mail (the first one was blue, and the third one green), and I finished those, too (remember, the second one was the one I already did).
Well, not that coming Christmas but the one after that (so 2008, now), I see their Christmas themed one in my stocking. I excitedly pull it out, and this is what I see on the front cover:
First I saw the difference where Santa's suit changes from red to green. Didn't mind that at all. The next one I saw was an extra flame in the fireplace. I got a bit creeped out, because the differences where they add stuff in tend to kind of jump out at me. But when I looked at the third and final difference...HOLY SHIT! There was this ugly-ass reindeer in the bottom right corner. I never liked spot the difference puzzles since because of the differences where they add stuff in. The way they're just photoshopped in and not actually part of the picture has been extremely unsettling for me.
[2] They're called "impossibles." Look them up.
[3] She already gave this look to Scott last chapter. It's the face she gives Mike in episode one of TDROTI, and then later Staci in the same episode. This look will be called "the look" from now on. Just keep that in mind.
#90: Staci
#89: Duncan
#88: Anne Maria
#87: Sadie
#86: B
RAMBUNCTIOUS RHINOCERI:
Sanders
Harold
Cameron
Lindsay
Tom
Veronica
Pete
Ezekiel
Ennui
Crimson
Izzy
Owen
Gerry
Leshawna
Sky
Eva
Mike
Katie
Mickey
Noah
Jasmine
Sammy
Dave
DJ
Rock
Abby
Amy
Blaineley
Miles
Ellody
Kelly
Topher
Ella
Zoey
Gwen
Sierra
Dara
Laurie
Cody
Justin
Max
Ryan
ZESTY ZEBRAS:
Geoff
Ernesto
Chet
Jen
Lightning
Scarlett
Spud
Alejandro
Sam
Jay
Josee
Dawn
Jo
Brick
Devin
Beardo
Chad
Bridgette
Taylor
Brody
Scott
Sugar
MacArthur
Shawn
Tammy
Tyler
Emma
Leonard
Carrie
Dwayne
Trent
JD
Kitty
Mary
Stephanie
Jacques
Beth
Dakota
Lorenzo
Heather
Junior
Rodney
Courtney
WARNING: Effective next chapter, this fanfic will be bumped up to M. PLEASE DO NOT STOP READING BECAUSE OF IT. 'K thanks, bye.