Total Drama Take 2 Chapter 3: Episode 3: Behind Bars, a total drama series fanfic

Episode 3: Behind Bars

(Coyler's note: Food,water,shelter,world peace,none of these things can play Wario Land so I was immediately lost at "Coyler's note:". Anyway,the ass is the only human body part that makes all three forms of matter. Until next time. Coyler,out!)

Sitting inside a fancy makeup room,Chris beamed at the camera while a stylist worked on his hair, "Previously on Total Drama;

The teams were formed as things got japanese-y with The Directing Dictators,lead by Tyler,and The Captivating CameraCrew,lead by Eva. Once dressed in some state of the art second hand outfits the teams were given multiple challenges to crown the winner. In the end it was Justin who had an eye for losing when he blew it big time for the Directing Dictators and earned the right to be the first contestant to go for a nightly drive in the Lame-O-Sine. I've got a surprise for the next challenge,which the others probably won't see coming,hehehe. Who's gonna get clattered? And who's gonna splatter? Find out right here,right now! On Total! Drama! Take 2!"

Inside the trailers the castmembers were sleeping soundly. It was the middle of the night and there wasn't much noise to heard or action going on. All that could be heard was the light buzz of a fan over Dakota's bed to help her face mask,Tyler snoring the Russian National Anthem and Rodney was mumbling to women in his sleep. While they slept,a siren sounded as a flashing light blinked on and off outside. Two men emerged holding what looked like pistols,nodded to each other and walked towards the trailer and laughed as they kicked them open.

"POLICE! GET ON GROUND!" one officer yelled. "AHH! DON'T SHOOT SHE SAID SHE WAS EIGHTEEN!" Rodney wailed as he fell out of bed. "GET UP AND ON YOUR FEET SCUMBAG!" the officer shouted,picking up a bunk and dumping Tyler and Ezekiel onto the floor. Tyler grumbled as he rubbed his head, "Ow! Weak!". "GET UP MAGGOTS!" the officer yelled. He turned to his cohort, "Officer McLean,you might wanna wake up the girls. Officer McLean grinned, "With pleasure dude". "What's you mental damage?" Brick demanded,marching towards the towering Officer Hatchet. "You'll see" the officer grunted

CONFESSIONAL START

Brick (Captivating CameraCrew): Absolutely ridiculous! I'm used to waking up early but they had us up at like,midnight! I would've been fine,but at that time it's really *gulps* y-y'know?...dark.

CONFESSIONAL END

Soon both Officer McLean and Officer Hatchet had gotten all the guys and girls outside on the ground with handcuffs on them. "Mind telling us why you woke us up at the crack of dawn and put us in handcuffs?" Noah asked,sounding annoyed. Chris and Chef laughed to themselves before Chris turned to face to Noah, "Becaaaaaause it's all part of your next challenge!". "What do you mean 'next challege'?" Dakota scoffed, "It's the middle of the night!". "I'm going back to bed" said Bridgette,sticking out a hand and pointing at the girls trailer. Chef chuckled and shook his head, "That won't be happening little missy. You've all been found guilty of a crime and thus are being sent to a high security prison". Everyone was shocked and began whining and complaining about how they hadn't done anything wrong and would be calling their lawyers that didn't exist. "Relax dudes and dudettes,all will be revealed" Chris assured them, "Now,how about you lead these delinquents to the jail Parole Officer Hatchet?". "My pleasure" Chef grunted,giving a menacing grin, "ALL PRISONERS MARK TIME MARCH! ON THE DOUBLE!" he barked out,as the contestants walked in gender lines.

CONFESSIONAL START

Tyler (Directing Dictators): Why they wanted to lock us up I'll never know. The only crime I think I ever committed was eating three Flintstones Gummies at once instead of two so I could win a wrestling competition at kindergym.

CONFESSIONAL END

Soon the thirteen contestants were standing inside a giant makeshift prison,cells lining the back wall on two floors with tables dotted around the middle of the room and what looked to be an office on the far left. Dressed as parole officers,Chef pulled out a clipboard, "Alright maggots,your probably why you're here. Dakota here has committed the crime of having a cellphone on the show,which is illegal as stated in ya'll's contract. Since you all knew,al of you were witnesses who didn't snitch. I,Parole Officer Master Chief Chef Hatchet,am hereby sentencing you to stay in this prison. Whoever escapes this prison successfully will win for their team. If you try and escape,I will not hesitate to give you a harsh punishment. If more than one person escapes,the team with the most escapees will win" Chef explained. "Um,question Master Chief" said Brick as he raised a hand, "Will those cells be able to hold all seven of us in one room?". Chef got into Brick's face, "I did not give you permission to speak boy,twenty push ups! NOW!". Brick looked hurt, "B-but I...". "NOW!" Chef shouted as Brick dived to the ground and began his push ups.

"C'mon son pump those arms!" Chef yelled down at Brick. "Whew,yes sir" Brick panted. Brick soon finished his push ups and was stood back in line. "I hope you've learned your lesson boy" said Chef. "Yes sir" Brick muttered as he saluted. Chef paced back and forth in front of the line, "Before we lock you up,the team captains are gonna choose who goes with who,so make it snappy". Eva looked at her team, "Easy. Dakota with Ella. Harold and Trent with Rodney. Brick is with me". Chef wrote it down on his clipboard and pointed at Tyler. "You! Scrawny guy! Make a decision right now!" he bellowed. Tyler looked unsure and tapped his chin.

CONFESSIONAL START

Tyler (Directing Dictators): It was really hard tryna put who with who,I'm not really sure how well most of these guys get along. Sure we can have a laugh,but that's kinda it. I did manage to kinda make it work,but I'm not really sure yet how they took it.

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"Okay,I think I got it" Tyler said,confidently, "I'll go with Dawn,Bridgette is with Zeke and Noah can have Max". Bridgette leaned close to Tyler, "Wow thanks man,your a real hero" she said sarcastically. Max looked Noah up and down, "I suppose you'll do". "Charming" Noah scoffed. A bang was heard across the room as Chris strode out of the office wearing a pair of black aviator sunglasses and chewing a toothpick. "Well well well Officer Hatchet,looks like we got ourselves a gaggle of unsuitably dressed inmates. Heads up guys,you'll be wearing these for the whooooooole challenge". Chris tossed the inmates an orange jumpsuit and pair of sneakers each to wear while staying in the prison. "Oh my god EW! These are DISGUSTING!" Dakota wailed. "Exactly,that's why we're making you wear them" Chris grinned sadistically, "Now,head to the washrooms and get changed. Chef,once they come back out,lock 'em up" he said,as Chef smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

CONFESSIONAL START

Dakota (Captivating CameraCrew): This place is unbelievable! They wake me up at the crack of dawn,make me stay in a prison and then wear out of trend clothes! Ugh! I hate it!

Ezekiel (Directing Dictators): Wasn't sure what Tyler was planning,but he's my buddy so I trust him a lot,eh. He put me with Bridgette for a reason yo,I can sense it in my brain.

CONFESSIONAL END

The inmates were changed into their new prison wears and handed in their old clothes to Chris. Some were upset that they had to be on camera completely plain,with no jewelry,make up,hair ties,hats or headbands. The only person allowed to keep some form of extra clothing was Harold,as he claimed he was blind as a mole without them. The others however were dissatisfied. Ezekiel's bushy mullet was normally packed up tightly under his toque but now swung on around and down his fair into his eyes and ears. Bridgette and Eva's ponytails were untied and now dropped down to waist and shoulder level. Tyler's forehead was full of acne thanks to the constant wearing of his 'lucky headband'. Ella had a noticeable line running done the middle of her head from her own headband and Max's hair was cleaned of all of it's dye and colour,reverting it up from a bright and punchy purple to a dark oak brown. "Nice colour change Chameleon" Noah laughed. "Silence! Evil will not have people laugh at his attire!" Max yelled. "YOU TWO! SPICEY CURRY AND FAT JESUS! ON THE GROUND,FORTY PUSH UPS,NOW NOW NOW!" Chef barked,as Noah and Max dropped to the floor. Once they finished Chris looked over the group and gave a satisfied look, "Officer Hatchet,lock 'em up". Five minutes later,the contestants were locked up into their cells. They were very barren,the only things of note being a barred window,a shelf,a set of bunk beds,a steel toilet and a tiny sink and mirror. The teams were split up,with half on top and half on the bottom,in the order of;

Bottom Layer -

Eva and Brick,

Noah and Max,

Ella and Dakota.

Top Layer -

Ezekiel and Bridgette,

Harold,Trent and Rodney,

Tyler and Dawn.

Once everyone was locked up in their holding cells,Chris turned to face the camera while adjusting his glasses, "The inmates are behind bars. Who's gonna pull a great escape? And who's getting a special punishment from Officer Hatchet? Find out after the break!"

COMMERICAL BREAK

*a guy stands in front of a run down building next a huge corn field*

"Hey,I'm Scott Crospon,owner of Scott's Farm Deli and- Woah woah woah,you were gonna skip this shit? Get the fuck outta here! *kicks away 'skip ad' button* And get the fuck in here!"

"Here at Scott's Farm Deli we're a classy establishment alright,we got class coming out our asses over here" Scott explains.

"Hey Scott,there's a roach in my sandwich" says Owen,sitting a table inside the empty diner.

"Ay lemme take a look at that" Scott says as he shakes a can of bug spray.

*he sprays what looks to be a green bug on a brown burger patty. The patty is then revealed to be cockroaches leaving a single green leaf on the bread*

"Hey thanks Scott" says Owen,coughing from the bug spray.

*Scott enters the kitchen where a burly man is resting his arm on the boiling stove,though he is unfazed*

"Y'know with some fancy shmancy restaurants are always tryna sell you something you don't want. I'm talking breast meat,thigh meat,maybe even a leg here or there. Scotty's an ass man. I'm talking 110% anus beef" Scott explains.

*he pulls a ladle out of a beef pot with a rat butt on it,shrugs,and dips it back in the pot*

"Keep up the good work Pappy" Scott says as he walks out of the kitchen while his Dad grunts and kills a fly with his finger.

*back in the main dining area*

"One thing Scott's Farm Deli has is quality people you won't see better diners than he- OI! OWEN! YOU GOT YOU SANDWICH TWENTY MINUTES AGO! WHY YOU HOGGING ALL MY TABLES?!" Scott shouted at Owen in the empty dining room.

"Oh what are you talking about Scott? Nobody's even in here,no one's ever here!" protested Owen.

"Nah nah nah get over here you fat sack of shit" Scott grumbles,grabbing Owen by the neck.

"Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE you sloppy fuck! I'll see you tomorrow!" Scott yells.

*Owen runs off while Scott sighs and shakes his head*

"What a fucking mook. But...he's my best customer. The one who truly helped get my business off the ground. *sniffs* And I'm never gonna forget that" Scott sniffs.

"So bring your family and your sorry ass down to Scott's Farm Deli! Located on the corner of Phuc and Yu" Scott explains.

SCOTT'S FARM DELI/A FAMILY RESTAURANT/NO KIDS UNDER SIXTEEN ALLOWED

COMMERCIAL BREAK END

*back inside the prison*

(Trent/Harold/Rodney)

"GOSH! HOW HAVE WE TIED EIGHT TIMES!" Harold rasped,sitting on the bed looking frustrated. "Gotta be some big coincidences man" said Trent,trying to calm Harold. "Or maybe all our brains are linked somehow?" said Rodney. "Right,because that's totally possible" said Harold sarcastically. "Don't turn down the idea,I could be onto something" said Rodney,frowning and looking down at Harold. "Pfft,yeah right" Harold retorted,standing up. The two looked like they were about to go to blows with each other. Trent realised this and stood between the ginger guys, "Hey take it easy guys,don't forget we're on the same team". Suddenly banging could heard on the cell door. "Cut out the noise maggots! What's going on in there?" Chef demanded. "Group masturbation" Rodney said quickly,making Harold and Trent facepalm. Chef felt awkward, "Uhhhhhh right...as you were soldiers". Chef marched off while the three boys laughed.

CONFESSIONAL START

Harold (Captivating CameraCrew): Never thought that excuse could work to escape getting a beat down. That might've come in handy during a beat down from Duncan years ago.

CONFESSIONAL END

(Tyler/Dawn)

"Yo dude,say Yagami backwards" Tyler chuckled. Dawn looked puzzled, "Um...Imagay?". "WOAH dude,you're gay?! That is totally...normal in today's society. Huge props for coming out guy" Tyler smiled.

(Ezekiel/Bridgette)

"You gonna crack any digs at myself yo?" Ezekiel asked. Bridgette sighed, "No Zeke,I'm not gonna do that". "Oh yeah,why? Cause you already knocked the wind through my dope sails,eh?" he pouted. "Wind out of your sails? What does that mean?" she asked. Ezekiel rolled his eyes, "It means you done rained on my fresh as heck parade of being happy yo". "Rained on your parade? Sorry man,I don't speak midlife crisis" Bridgette replied. Ezekiel furrowed his eyebrows, "It means that last summer I was happy as happy could be,eh. You and Tyler made me feel something I ain't never felt before". Bridgette lifted an eyebrow, "And what was that,if I can ask?". Ezekiel bit his lip and thought, "For the first time in my life,being with you and hanging with Tyler,having people who truly cared about me,what I did,what I said,I felt as if finally I was...Appreciated. Wanted. Loved. I'd never received the kind of appreciation back home then what I had during that last season. Why do you think it took six years before people finally found me again on Boney Island,eh? In fact,they found me by accident. The Canadian Government was doing a de-tox of the fun zone to clear out all the mutants when they found me as King of the Mutants,eh" he explained. Bridgette was taken aback by this, "W-wow,I had no idea. You acted so happy and optimistic during the last season". "No duh,I wasn't acting,you guys made me feel genuine. You were the first girl who ever enjoyed my company,aside from my Mom,eh. It was nice having a girlfriend and a best friend,y'know? I felt like I was a better person. Then I learn that you only wanted me for a tactical advantage and broke it off,then Tyler doesn't wanna talk as much anymore? What's the deal,eh?! The most me and Tyler have done was going out for drinks the day before the new season,that's it,eh!" Ezekiel shouted,a single tear of frusturation rolling down his face. Bridgette didn't have the strength to come up with a respone,and merely remained silent. "Ah to hell with ya,I'm going to bed,eh" Ezekiel sulked,grabbing onto the top bunk and pulling himself up. He shut off the little lamp on the wall next to his pillow,rolled over to face the wall and went to sleep.

CONFESSIONAL START

Bridgette (Directing Dictators): Fuck,I had no idea I did so much damage to the guy. *thinks of something* Ohhhhhhhh THAT'S why he's been all 'Supa Hot Fire' this and 'Biggie Cheese' that. Hmm,wonder if there's anything I can do to make things right,like maybe if I get him some beer. He's a prairie guy,from what I hear those people drink enough to give the Irish and Scottish a run for their money at the end of the rainbows.

Noah (Directing Dictators): Yeah we heard the entirety of Zeke's sympathy rant. God,you'd swear he was Speedwagon narrating a JoJo battle. Yeah that's right you think Harold is the only one that can make anime references? Ha,nope! Though unlike him who only watches the anime like a virgin,I read the manga. So...yeah...sorry I got carried away there. Anyway,I had a great plan to escape,but just had to get Max to play along.

CONFESSIONAL END

(Noah/Max)

"Okay,we're gonna be in here for a while and during that time I'm in charge" said Noah,pointing at himself. "Pfft,says who?" Max scoffed. "Says me and the rest of the team" Noah smirked. Max rolled his eyes, "Yeah right. Why don't we ask them?". There was a pause. "Alright I will" said Noah as he walked to the cell door. "HEY! I'M IN CHARGE OF MAX,RIGHT?" he yelled out door. "Yep" said Tyler. "Sure thing" replied Dawn. "Whatever guys,just shut up. You'll wake Zeke up and put him in an even worse mood" Bridgette said nervously. Max looked defeated as Noah chuckled, "Fine. What is your plan?" he spat. "Simple. I'm going to be finding things like spoons or shovels. Meanwhile you'll be serving as a distraction trying to do things like running off to escape. If you do escape then we win,if I dig out then we also win. We can't fail" Noah explained,looking satisfied.

A few minutes later the doors swung open automatically,confusing everyone. "ROLECALL AND FREETIME! LINEUP MAGGOTS!" Chef yelled as everyone stumbled out of their cells. Everyone but Ezekiel. Chef ticked off all the names but stopped at Ezekiel. "Where in the name of God is Private Miller?" he barked. "Think he's still sleeping" said Bridgette,jerking a thumb back into her cell. Chef grimaced and clomped his way into the cell. Shouting could heard as the priarie boy was tossed out the door and crashed to the floor. He rubbed forehead with an angry expression, "Geez! Who you think you are comin out da hood to mess with The Zeke?" he grumbled. "What was that boy?" Chef asked,starig daggers at the inmate who was picking himself up and off the ground. Ezekiel raised a finger and opened his mouth,but had an expression of thought before replying, "Nothing sir" and falling back in line with the others.

CONFESSIONAL START

Chef Hatchet: Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong in life,and how it came to shouting at kids for some TV cash. Maybe when my contract expires again after the season I'll quit myself renewing it,go back to college and get my teaching degree. Least then I got guaranteed cash and months of paid vacation.

CONFESSIONAL END

Soon rolecall was over and the inmates were allowed to eat dinner and step outside into the enclosed basketball court for some air. An escape attempt was made by Eva when she tried to climb over the fence,though the barbed wire at the top cut her up so badly that she was rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile,Tyler and Ezekiel were out playing a game of basketball,however one was doing better than the other. "Dude,that's the twelfth basket you've missed,it's just not happening" Tyler laughed. "Shut up man,I got this,eh" said Ezekiel,bouncing the ball. He jumped and threw the ball,which flew through the air and stuck in gap in the hoop. Tyler facepalmed, "Nice one dude". Ezekiel rolled his eyes, "Yo if you think your so fly at this then you do it" he retorted,throwing a rock which knocked the ball back down. Tyler shrugged, "All right I will". He picked up the ball,walked ten paces away from the hoop,turned backwards and fired the ball behind him. It glided through the air and went straight into the hoop.

CONFESSIONAL START

Ezekiel (Directing Dictators): I swear to god he's just getting lucky yo. Either that or I'm just awful at basketball *chuckles*

Tyler (Directing Dictators): I hope this game isn't annoying Zeke too much. I heard the whole deal in his cell earlier. I can make guys feel good,but in this sense I probably won't be very effective.

CONFESSIONAL END

While Ezekiel ansd Tyler were outside,the girls ate and gossiped inside,though Bridgette was surprisingly quiet as she doodled and wrote down notes on a piece of paper. "Oh Bridgette,what are you writing?" Ella asked,looking over the surfer's shoulder. Bridgette tapped a pencil against her chin, "It's something important" she said, "Hey Ella,your a real positive girl,how do you cheer a guy up without making out with him?". Ella was surprised and looked unsure.

CONFESSIONAL START

Ella (Captivating CameraCrew): I've only ever,technically,had one romantic interaction with a boy before. *laughs uncomfortably* It was David from Pahkitew Island,so suffice to say talking to boys isn't a strong point of mine,let alone knowing how to cheer them up.

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"Hmm,well,I suppose you could give a boy a nice surprise to cheer them up" Ella smiled. "That's the thing,I'm entirely sure what he's into" said Bridgette, "All I really learned about Zeke during our years of knowing each other is that he's homeschooled,likes cars,does archery,tries to rap but can't very well,is fond of a drink once in a while and doesn't believe subway trains are real" she explained,laughing at the last part. "He doesn't think subway trains are real?" Dawn asked from across the circular table, "How on earth does he think that? It's a physical object that withholds space,it is not something to be believed in like an ancient prophecy of sorts". Bridgette shrugged, "Anyway,I hurt his feeling real bad and wanna try make it up to him". Ella and Dawn looked at the table with their chins in their hands,deep in thought. After a moment Dawn's eyes lit up like a firework, "I think I may have an idea on how to solve your predicament" she said,leaning in close and whispering something to both Bridgette and Ella. Bridgette's smile gleamed, "Great idea Dawn!". "Ooh,can I help too? I love to make people smile their best smile" said Ella,excitedly clapping her hands. "Sure,I could use some help" said Bridgette, "Dawn,think you can lend a hand as well?". "It would be a pleasure" Dawn agreed. Bridgette wrote something down onto the paper as Dawn and Ella sat next to her. After a moment she nodded confidently, "Ok,it's set. We'll do it in two days!".

Over across the room,Max and Noah were eating what Chef called a "sloppy Hatchet",like a sloppy joe only worse. "Such vile quisine,whenever will they learn how to cook proper dishes!" Max squawked. Noah rolled his eyes at the villains complaints and returned to scowling at his plate. Suddenly shouting could be heard as Tyler ran through the main room and made a break for the door. "YA ONLY LIVE ONCE DUDES!" he declared as he neared freedom. "Chef,take him out!" Chris laughed,as Chef pulled out a stun gun and fired it in Tyler's direction. The jock was electrified from head to toe,his clothes charred black as he fell backwards and was knocked out.

CONFESSIONAL START

Tyler (Directing Dictators): *getting make-up applied to cover up the burns* So close dudes,so close! Chef just got a lucky shot,I promise.

Noah (Directing Dictators): After seeing Tyler make a dumb move at tryna escape I realised it was the perfect time to grab some equipment for our great escape. Only problem was that Max isn't the best at taking orders.

CONFESSIONAL END

Noah shifted closer to Max, "I'm gonna make a move,apparanetly there's some shovels outisde. You grab as many spoons as you can" he whispered. Max scoffed, "You may have been dubbed as my boss,but I shall never take orders from you!" he declared. "Well if you don't do it I'll make sure you go home if we lose" Noah hissed. Max frowned, "very well" he muttered. Across the room,Dakota had noticed Max taking spoons while Noah slipped out to the basketball court. "What are those guys up too?" she asked,furrowing her eyes. "Probably just looking for trap doors and stuff,duh" Harold rasped,picking at his food. Dakota rolled her eyes, "I dunno,they do be looking shifty". "I'm sure it's not a big deal. Besides,they aren't even on our team" Rodney pointed out. "All the more reason to keep an eye out" Dakota muttered,taking a bite from her food. Five minutes later,everyone was locked back up in their cells. The only ones not present though were Tyler and Eva,who had been locked into solitary confinement for their attempted escape. As night fell,the inmates were packing it in and hitting the sack to think up ways to beat the challenge for the next morning...all except two.

(Noah/Max)

"You get the needed items?" Max whispered. "Obviously" Noah shrugged,pulling a shovel out from under their bunk. He planted it into the ground and kicked up some debris. The two boys smirked as Noah began digging while Max scooped up dirt in his collected spoons and flung it out the barred windows.

"Pst! WHat are you two doing!" came a voice from the cell next to them. Sticking his head of the bars with a dirt covered spoon,Max saw Dakota glaring at him. "Hmph,none of your business silly girl,return to sleep at once" Max ordered. Dakota scoffed, "No way! I'm gonna wake EVERYONE up and see you guys locked up bad,that way my team can win and one of you losers goes home" she smirked triumphantly. "You don't wanna do that" said Noah,sticking his head through the barred door. Dakota rolled her eyes, "And why not?". Noah was now the one to smirk, "Cause if you do I'll tell everyone here,and the camera guys filming that your boobs are fake". Max laughed mischieviously, "Oh your diabolical!". Dakota's face went pale, "You wouldn't dare" she hissed. "Oh he would,believe me" said Max,grinning. "What's it gonna be Princess? The win or your popularity?" Noah asked. Dakota bit her lip thinking,but eventually went quiet and climbed back into her bunk. Max looked at Noah giving a smile from ear to ear. "Never believed i'd say this,but you sir have earned my respect" said Max,as the two shared a firm handshake.

"Rise and shine inmates! Get ready for another day of pain!" Chris chortled as he clanged a large handbell. Grunts and mumbles could heard from each of the cells,excluding one. "Hmm,guess the musn't have heard the wake up call. Yo Chef,go get those guys up and out. Pronto!" Chris ordered. The cell doors opened as everyone gathered by Noah and Max's cell,unsure as to what was going on.

CONFESSIONAL START

Rodney (Captivating CameraCrew): If I'm being honest,I thought they turned into ghosts or became invisible. I mean c'mon,it was only the day after the first,they couldn't have gotten out already!

Noah/Max (Directing Dictators): *both laugh* Noah - we did.

CONFESSIONAL END

"What's going on? Did we lose two of our guys?" Bridgette asked,yawning and rubbing her eyes. "Looks like it" said Harold, "Amazing,there's not even a trace that they were here". Chris and Chef were gobsmacked. "How in the hell did they get out?!" Chef yelled. "Maybe it's just a fluke,could be just hiding,right?" Chris said,trying to calm the man down. "Wouldn't bet on it!" called a voice from outside. Chris and Chef rushed to the bars,only to see Noah and Max standing dirty yet satisfied outside the prison walls and on the other side of the barbed wire fence. Bridgette began cheering and Ezekiel gave a mere "nice one,eh",while the CameraCrew looked both annoyed and defeated. "Welp,that was pretty shocking to say the least,but it looks like the Dictators win!" Chris announced, "CameraCrew,you guys are heading to the elimination area later tonight,but for now you can all kick back for the rest of the day" he said, "Chef,go get these guys outta here and start getting our breakfast munchies ready". Chef scowled, "YOU HEARD THE MAN! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!" he bellowed,as everyone was marched off the reclaim their old clothes and gear.

CONFESSIONAL START

Bridgette (Directing Dictators): Now THAT'S what I call a great morning surprise.

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*in the cafeteria*

The teams sat between two tables,though there was seemingly an awful stench wafting through the air. "Hate to be that guy,but did someone cut the cheese?" Tyler sniffed,plugging his nose. "Sorry,that's us" Max replied, "We accidentally went hit a sewer line while digging out. Crawled through a 5 metres of shit smelling fowlness that I can't even describe,and came out filthy on the other side". "And to add to that,we wouldn't have won if it wasn't for me" said Noah, "I got the shovel,told Max to find spoons and then got Dakota to keep her mouth shut" he smirked. The other teams ear perked up. "What did you say?" Brick asked. Harold rolled his eyes, "He said he got Dakota to keep her mouth shut. GOSH! Weren't you listening?". Eva looked furious, "You better tell me what he's talking about!" she yelled at Dakota. Dakota shivered, "It was just a misunderstanding,that's all. tOOOOOOOtally wasn't my fault like it sounds". Then a voice piped up behind Trent, "Actually it was your fault". Everyone looked to see the voice had came from Ella,who looked unsure of herself speaking up. "Somebody better sart explaining things or I'm busting some chops" Eva snapped. "Don't say a word" Dakota hissed,shooting daggers at Ella. Ella bit her lip,but then nodded to herself, "Last night,I found it hard to sleep. I was sitrring awake when I heard Dakota agree to not wake everyone up when Noah threatened to reveal a very bad secret. SO bad I don't even want to say it" she explained. Trent face palmed, "Wow,way to go and cost us the win dude". "Yeah,we're a team! Unless it's something to do with flatulent we shouldn't keep any major secrets" Harold rasped. Dakota's face went red, "Just SHUT UP!" she squealed as she ran out of the tent.

CONFESSIONAL START

Dakota (Captivating CameraCrew): OOH FUCK! Ella is a such a bitch! She just ratted me out to the entire team,and to think I wanted to try make her my friend who'd owe me big time!

Eva (Captivating CameraCrew): Looks like I know who's going home tonight. THE TRAITOR!

Noah (Directing Dictators): *kicks feet up* Ah,nothing better then seeing people argue over something petty.

CONFESSIONAL END

Nothing else of majority happened for the rest of the day,though for some reason the guys did notice Ella,Dawn and Bridgette hanging around together. As the sun began to set and the sky started to darken,Chris's familiar voice came over the loudspeaker;

"Captivating CameraCrew,it's that time of the evening where I laugh at your humiliation of being kicked off. All team members report to the Gilded Chris Award Ceremony right away!"

*Award Stage - Gilded Chris Ceremony*

"Seven of you sit,only six can stay. Welcome to your first elimination ceremony of the season. To vote,simply use the voting device in your hands,but REMEMBER! NO PEAKING!" Chris explained. "Hey! He said no peaking man" said Rodney,pushing Dakota's head away from his voting tablet. "The votes have been cast,a lot slower then I expected. Remember,those who receive a Gilded Chris will remain in the game,but if you don't get one it's curtains for you! And you can't come back...EVER! The following players are safe;

Brick,

Harold,

Eva,

Trent,

Rodney! And,the LAST Gilded Chris goes to...

...

Ella!" Chris smiled,tossing Ella her statue. "WHAT?! NO WAY!" Dakota shrieked,throwing her voting device onto the ground and shattering the screen, "I DEMAND A RECOUNT!". "Ugh,get over yourself" Eva grunted. "Shut up Jugosaurus-Rex" Dakota spat,stabbing Eva's chest with her fingernails. "Yo Chef! Escort this non-contestant to the Lame-O-Sine before she becomes a non-liver" Chris yelled. Chef stomped over,slapping handcuffs onto Dakota. "Let's move girl! LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT RIGHT! LEFT!" he barked. "Good luck jerks,you just lost the most gorgeous girl in history" Dakota yelled,spitting on Chef's shoes.

CONFESSIONAL START

Trent (Captivating CameraCrew): Dude that was pretty nuts. Last season Dakota was so much more chill,she practically fell apart when DJ got eliminated. Hmph,oh well. Guess reality tv brings out the worst in people. Believe me,I know from experience.

Noah (Directing Dictators): I was hanging around the elimination area when all that stuff went down. I know I'm nowhere near the most athletic player but this year my mind is gonna be put to the max to try and get me all the way to the million,and mark my words when I say NOTHING is standing in my way. I'll make my darling Lindsay back home proud if it kills me,you hear me!

CONFESSIONAL END

*in a monitor room*

"Woah,he sure sounds like he means business this time. And business is something I know a lot of,being the friendly neighbourhood host man. What kind of surprises lie in store tomorrow? What have the girls been doing in secret? And how will Noah use his brains? Find out here,next time! On Total! Drama! Take 2!" Chris cheered.

(Coyler's note: Yeah that's right,Noah is finally getting a bigger role and WILL be the main antagonist of this series! Any hype for him? Dakota goes,in a way I felt went well. Personally I just didn't have any ideas for her this time. Hopefully you liked the somewhat return to Bridgekiel,and the callback to Dakota dating DJ in Not-Stars and Noah dating Lindsay,which was mentioned in Not-Stars and seen in Australia Baby. Hope you all enjoyed this new chapter,I'll be at work on the next one whenever I can. Coyler,out!)