I do not own the Total Drama Series; this story is rated M for Cruel Humor, language, violence, blood, gore…you know what? Rated M just in case any of that comes along ^^ and it will…a lot.

Episode 4: No Blood on the Carpet

Margi's POV

Oy-vey what a day …and it's not even noon yet. Sheesh kinda sucks that Courtney and I had to kill four of our friends to start, well three given Geoff, that's his name right?...right. He yanked Chad's head off… and yet it was kinda fun too in a cosmic sort of way, don't judge me. On another plus side, I got my money Miranda owed me back and her iPod with all those killer songs on it. I know, I know that's stealing but the iPod is actually mine, but Miranda 'borrowed' it from me so many times it seems like it's hers.

I stuffed the items into my jackets inside pocket, latched my pink hand-cam and pink brass knuckle pompoms onto my belt and tuned in on what Chris was yackety yapping about…how Coco is able to focus on this shit without the impulse to fall asleep I'll never know.

"Alright campers here are the deal-li-os about your situation, as you can see we are in an enclosed version of Camp Wawanakwa." No shit Sherlock. "Better start loving the place folks…this area is your safe zone, your key to living, your bread and butter, and the only place of survival on the ENTIRE Island as of ten minutes ago." Chris explained as everyone glanced around some looking afraid and or pissed.

"We're still playing this game after having to watch four infected people be sliced to death?" The blonde girl with the blue hoodie asked angrily. (Bridgette) "We should be leaving the island instead."

"Not to mention more are out there waiting for us if we are staying." The tall scrawny red head dude with glassed wheezed. "I don't think my mad skills have ever encountered zombies." (Harold)

I um do not exactly remember everyone's name I had to work a lot on maintaining Courtney in masquerade the whole time and doing the challenge demos; still a little t-o-ed about the cast getting the mild versions so…hm. I did not watch the show unless Courtney was in the episode, and Courtney and I watched everyone's confessionals to know what we are dealing with for her characters sake.

"Yep we're playing the game still while the zombies are around, isn't awesome?" Chris asked smiling.

"NO!" Everyone but Dakota, Coco and I growled. Meh Courtney and I been through worse. Dakota isn't really paying attention to anything she was smiling at one of the cameras and triple flipping her hair.

"Chris you must be frontin' me because this place has gone to the dogs since we left." The big loud girl with weaved ponytail complained while looking around. (Leshawna) She made an excellent point there. I swear this place looked much better in season one and it looked crappier than the dandruff I found in Chris's hair.

The roofs of the cabins looked rotted out…totally unstable like if it were to rain it would still be rain even with a roof over your head. The cabin's log walls seemed okay, minus a lot of fungi spores and bugs. The trailer not too far from them looked okay though from the outside anyways…and judging from those fumes from the septic tank the communal washroom is the last place I am going if I need to pee. The mess hall looked the same ish…the food is probably worse than ever though and the confessional can… not so sure I want to go in there after seeing Owen's confessional's. The only main thing new was the electric fence around the area with barbwires on top and a glass tank with a gate semi-circled around the dock of shame and a small portion of the lake.

"You're expecting us to stay in these crappy cabins? Besides we have more people this time…how will we all fit?" Heather complained. "…and there is no way I am sleeping in the same room as the prissy bitch and her lacky over there." She added glaring at Coco and I. Heather does not scare us, we have seen scarier bunnies.

"Well here's how that goes, boys get one cabin and girls get the other." Chris then looked at us. "Mama DJ and interns, you get the ex-interns trailer, but uh, you might have to clean up a bit though." He added chuckling a bit.

"Chris, I am afraid I can't sleep in the same room as a hussy. I'll take my chances with the bugs in the cabins." Mama DJ said harshly cutting her eyes my way.

Ugh! Why do parents of their sons assume I am like some cheap whore? Sure, I can be a little 'fresh' at times, but I wear my vagina proudly; doesn't that count for something? Man this world is hard to please. At least DJ doesn't see me as a hoe… he's kinda cute too. He's like a kitty a sweet strong kitten that doesn't speak Javanese. Makes sense to me.

Chris shrugged. "Um, okay? Sure then, Mama DJ."

DJ gasped. "Mama? No!" Then he turned to Chris. "Man this is not the way anyone should live. Isn't there a better place to stay?"

"Well if you don't the accommodations you can chillax with the zombies while they bite your flesh until your one of them…or if they get really hungry they'll just eat you." Chris said with that irritating smile on his face. Everyone got quiet, most likely remembering what went on earlier. We kicked ass is what I remember.

"Oooh this is one of those horror film challenges from season two?" Dakota asked excitingly finally paying attention. Dakota Milton sounds pretty close to Paris Hilton, random thought, ignore me.

"Is that what's happening?" Lindsey asked scratching her head the gasped excitingly. "This is a movie? Can I play the lead?" She then asked getting all squeaky like Dakota.

"Not if I play it first!" Dakota barked pointing a finger to her. "Besides I am born to be on the big little screen." She added smugly fluffing her hair.

"Add that to the list." Courtney said dully to me.

Dakota raised a brow. "What list?"

Duh, the list of why no one should sign up for the crazed show. We're up to # 120: Chris is a wanking perv.

"Just a list of reasons why people should never signed up for this stupid show, because hopes and dreams are crushed here." I explained. She needs to know what the real deal-li-o is. "We could die in this game; you don't even know what's going on-"

"Die?" Dakota interrupted. "Like have a starlet meltdown in front of the paparazzi? I can handle that." She said proudly then started filing her nails.

I shook my head. Was this girl for reals? I don't exactly favor Dakota much but I should try to get along with her. She seems a bit twilight zoning about everything. Just like, one time Courtney and I ate the brownies Miranda brought to a party at Playa Da Losers after the others cast members left for season two and were like twilight zoning all over the place and we didn't realize Miranda put something in them until morning when we smelled out morning breath. That was wicked.

"You just don't follow do you?" Courtney asked Dakota. "Do you not see these dead bodies on the ground?" She asked pointing to Bri's deceased body. They really should cremate them the smell of death is coming to. P-U.

"Aren't they props or something?" Dakota asked still filing her nails.

Courtney brows furrowed. "No," She said slowly. "They are-" Someone's screeching cut her off and all eyes landed on the gate.

As if on cue, another infected a burnet hair-girl with green skin in a blue string bikini bottom, her boobs bouncing with tassels on her nipples her body covered with fresh blood was screeching and running towards the gate. As soon as she made contact with it however, she received a full body electric shock making her vibrate more than my cell phone while trying to push the gate open.

Everyone gasped or let out a short scream, DJ leaped into his mama's arms, and Dakota squealed in terror ducking behind Courtney and me. Yep need to watch out for her or she'll be zombie din-din by the time the first challenge is over.

After a moment or two, her body fell limp to the ground on her stomach with static electricity zapping all over her. Gross, but cool…that proved a point quite nicely.

Chris winced and hissed at the sight. "Yheesh…nasty." Then he clamped his hands together and smiled again as if nothing happened. Jackass. "So? How's everyone adjusting to the arrangements?" Chris asked.

A few people exchanged glances remaining quiet.

"You're silence is very reassuring." Chris said chuckling. "Now everyone with the exception of the interns head to mess hall for lunch and I'll explain how the game is going to go down. Mama DJ you'll be our new additional cook along with Chef." He announced making everyone cheer. "Using Chef's cook book." He finished smirking causing everyone even me to groan.

I have a feeling this is going to be a fucked up day full of death and possible humiliation at every corner… which is totally...awesomeness! Until Coco, Dakota and I do hard labor that is …ugh!

Let the settling in of torment begin!


No One's POV

As everyone else went inside the mess hall, Courtney, Margi, and Dakota stood where they were, Chef approached the girls.

"Alright listen up, MAGGOTS!" Chef barked. "As we speak, Chris is handing out PDA's for each player to use to message you three for a chore of hard labor they want done or to locate each other on the island during a challenge, GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?!" Chef barked making the three back up slightly while rapidly shaking their heads no.

Chef smirked and started pacing back and forth. "Also there's an app called 'confessionals' you can either use the confession can at your own risk or, text it on the confession app."

He then pulled out three PDA's. Courtney sighed angrily, Margi sucked her teeth, and Dakota looked eagerly excited.

"Alternatively, to contact each other the signal works until you are off the island, pass the coral reefs. So don't get any ideas trying to call your lawyers to escape again, Grippling and Figaro." He explains harshly shoving a PDA to each girl.

Courtney snarled while typing fast on her confessional app.

Confessional APP:

Courtney: Seriously?! I bet cha right now that everyone is coming up with a bunch of lists of stuff for me to do. This bites! Status: Pissed to the off!

Heather: I'm already up to #20 in my list of daily chore schedule ;) Status: Evilly Pampered

Cody: This confessional is much better than talking in the toilet where Owen left his farts. Status: Fresh air

Gwen: This makes our plans of payback so much easier :D Courtney is toast. Status: Grim&Evil

Dakota: Chris took my phone during our break, but the paparazzi are near the island and all I have to do is text them during the challenge and photo flash city here I come. Yay! Status: Super Star ready :3

Margi: Grr, its season one through three all over again, except this time Chris didn't make me wear that stupid French maid outfit while I work, don't ask. Status: Creepers :P

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"Ready when you are." Dakota faked smiled at a camera attached to a tree.

"I hate this internship so much." Courtney muttered shoving her new PDA into her pocket while it vibrated with messages, which darkened her glare.

"Son of a bitch, this is jank." Margi muttered putting the device into her second pocket inside her jacket.

Dakota however was texting a storm. "So Chef, how does this game work for us?"

Chef started pacing back and forth. "Well for starters, there will be no Chris picked teams; you have to pick your own teammates and it has to be three teams total by the time everyone's made up they mind. You will have an hour during free time now to pick your teammates. Chris will start the mini challenge off with naming your teams then comes the real doom."

"We'll pick our own teammates?" Margi asked a bit surprised. "That's not how it usually goes."

Chef shrugged while pacing. "That was then, this is now. Secondly and you're really going to get a kick off this…" He trailed smirking. "The teammates you pick will be who you are breaking the billion with if you're the last team standing in the game." He explained as Courtney and Margi gasped.

"What?! No fucking way! I'm gonna lose it!" Eva voice shouted from the mess hall then a table flew out of the luckily opened window.

A few other people were shouting complaints at the same time.

Then the klaxon sound erupted from inside and the shouting was drowned down. The three girls covered their ears and Chef had sound blocking headphones.

Dakota winked an eye open. "Does he always use that thing?!" She asked loudly to Courtney.

"No, just only when Chris is on a time schedule so he'll get paid or wants to annoy people!" Courtney shouted back.

"Annoy being the operative word!" Margi shouted tugging her hat over her ears.

The klaxon sound finally stopped and each of the girls slowly uncovered their ears. Courtney rolled her pinky in her right ear still wincing in pain. Dakota checked her face in her small compact mirror. Margi whimpered while rubbing her ears.

"If I keep frowning up because of Chris, I'll get wrinkles before my mid twenty's." Dakota whined examining her face.

"So why do we have to pick our teammates on our own?" Margi asked crossing her arms. "People are still being mean and nasty towards Coco and I."

"That's you're problem. Chris said the prize is a billion dollars…never said anything about only one person taking it home." Chef snickered.

"In other words, we're all enemies teams or not." Courtney said in a serious tone. "The first time everyone heard about the million we all got greedy and did the craziest things; imagine what a billion dollars can do to provoke one person into betraying their own teammates so they claim the money."

"Sounds like good television to me." Chef snickered.

Margi gently bumped Courtney's hip with her hip. "Well the goal for us is to win enough to get us out of here." She reminded. "Just gotta win for our team so we don't get the boot and get stuck with Chris again."

"If anyone wants us on their team that is." Courtney muttered looking down.

Confessional APP:

Margi: Poor Coco, many people are being very unfair towards her and it's hurting her aura again, need to think of a way to cheer her up. Status: sugar planning :*

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"Yeah we have to share the pocket change prize with our team if we're still in the game they said, I'm still waiting for him to say where the first challenge is going to be." Dakota whispered into her PDA.

"Who are you contacting BLONDIE?!" Chef barked making the starlet-wannabe jump.

Dakota fumbled with the PDA trying to hang up. "Er…no one, guy sir Chef, sir?" She chirped nervously trying to stuff her device into her pink pants pocket.

Chef glared at her before pacing again. "In this game, it's what you call a win/win… the less people on your team, the more money you take home, and no one wins the billion until the game has ended with the last team standing." He explained then paused again to snicker. "The infected were just a last minute unexpected touch that might slow you down… this is gonna be fun to watch." He said wickedly before laughed evilly.

"So what do we do now?" Courtney asked slightly annoyed.

"YOU GO PUT EVERYONE'S SHIT IN FRONT OF THE CABIN'S FOR THEM TO PICK UP!" Chef boomed in the trio's faces. Then he paused smirking evilly. "…then you have to clean up a body inside the intern's trailer. Then after a while of finding teammates, Chris will do the mini challenge to name ya'll good-for-nothing's then the first challenge will start…DISMISSED!" He finished then walked to the mess hall.

"Well…let's do it to it." Margi said then sighed then went to the bus and unlocked the outside storage hatch. She and Courtney lifted up the luggage cart out and started loading bags on. Dakota of course not helping was texting someone on her PDA.

"Wait could you at least give us an early heads up on the first challenge and where it's located!" Dakota shouted and sighed in frustration when Chef did not answer. She gave up for now and slipped the PDA into her pocket. Then her eyes widen. "Wait; was Chef for real about a dead person in our trailer?"

"I hope so, I want to have a better up-close look at the infected, its creepers but is fascinating. Or it could just be his mean since of humor." Margi said smirking.

Courtney shook her head. "I still can't believe it, four of our friends, gone…and there is bound to be more who didn't make it."

"Now they're coming to eat us out…wait what I say?" Margi giggled. "Oh yeah…the infected it's so crazy bad right? And all because of Zeke." She said tapping her chin then loaded the last bag, grabbed onto the luggage handle and pushed while Courtney pulled.

Dakota was checking her face when she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Hmm?" She asked turning her compact mirror to see Courtney in the reflection raising a brow. "Oh…we have to work now?"

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes we do. Now come on and help before Chris sees and gives you a worse job."

Dakota raised a brow while grabbing onto the cart trying not to mess up her nails. "What could be worse than lugging everyone else's luggage?"

"Giving Chris a deep tissue massage." Margi answered in disgust then shuddered.

"Rubbing a middle age man? Ew much!" Dakota grimaced while pushing the cart.

Courtney nodded. "Trust me; it's worse than it sounds. Now let's move." She said pulling on the cart.


The three girls reached the cabins and found only Bridgette, Geoff, Justin, DJ, Noah, Izzy and Tyler were there. Everyone else was still in the mess hall. Bridgette caught sight of the trio first and waved. Courtney gave a small smile and waved back before she joined Margi and Dakota in taking the bags off.

"Courtney," Bridgette began approaching the three. "I didn't get the chance to say thanks for saving us, so thanks." She said smiling.

"Oh well, you're welcome. I didn't feel totally comfortable doing that though, since I just saw Chad, Jeremy, Miranda, and Bri, just last night." Courtney said knitting her brows, while handing Bridgette her blue bag and surfboard.

"Who's bag belongs to who again?" Dakota asked trying to lift Eva's bags that didn't budge. "Ugh! What's in here, a dumbbell?"

"Two actually, Eva lifts them twenty times a day every day." Courtney said picking up Noah's suitcase. "Maybe you should try a different bag."

Dakota scoffed letting go. "Good idea." She agreed then she noticed Courtney staring. "What?"

"Out of curiosity I must know, why did you come back to this show?" Courtney asked leaning on the cart's handle bar.

"Well, duh, I came here for fame and that's what I'm going for." Dakota said with her nose in the air. "Besides, being famous as a reality star could catapult me to instant popularity as a glamor girl movie actress super fashion model." She cooed clamping her hands together smiling into space.

"Well that's…uh…great for you?" Courtney eased out awkwardly.

Confessional APP:

Courtney: Someone's peaking in high school :P Status: overdone

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Dakota snapped out of her trance and looked at the enigma. "So why did you take my place?"

"I was handpicked shortly after you were escorted away. I only agree to it like an idiot because I thought it would just be a summer experience for fun, hell I was so wrong." Courtney explained shaking her head. A finger tapped her shoulder, Courtney turned around to see Geoff smiling.

"Court, you were pretty awesome out there." Geoff said scratching the back of his neck. "You sure did handle those dudes better than I did." He chuckled nervously looking down.

Courtney smiled back. "You were pretty strong too… being able to pull Chad's head off his shoulders and all." She nodded in approval.

"Heh yeah…don't remind me." Geoff croaked a bit while lifting his hand to show it was still shaking.

"I tried to warn you not to pull his head off bro." Margi pointing out then handed the party boy his suitcase. "Poor Chad; I didn't think he'd go out like that."

Geoff eyes widened slightly. "He was you friend?" Margi nodded. "Oh man I'm so sorry um…Margi right?"

"Margi am I, and no worries, Chad told me once he would rather to die that way if he was killed, only with a guillotine." Margi said then tapped her chin. "Or did he say that when we were playing 'would you rather'? Hmm…" She wondered making Geoff eyes widen more.

"I would have applauded you heroism earlier, but I was too shocked by the fact you cut another human being in half with a gardening tool." Noah said to Courtney after she handed him his brown suitcase.

Courtney raised a brow. "Um…I'm going to take that as a compliment." She replied dryly picking up Tyler's rather heavy gym bag with both hands.

"You should, it's a whole lot nicer than what everyone else at the mess hall said." Noah said making Courtney eyes widen as she froze in her tracks dropping Tyler's bag, right on his foot accidentally.

"Ye-ouch!" He cried pulling his foot from underneath and clutching it.

"Sorry." Courtney apologized then looked at Noah with her eyes narrowed. "What were the others saying?" She asked going to pick up Justin's suitcase.

"Well Harold went on and on about how he could have done those things if volunteered to." He began making Courtney's eyes roll.

"That doesn't surprise me at all." She said dully.

"Well everyone else just doesn't trust you and or hates you for their own reasons; my guess is for what you did towards them on the show." Noah said but then smiled and raised a brow. "If it's any constellation anyone who risks her life to save us from an instant death by an unexplainable phenomenon gets my token of friendship." He said nodding.

"Well thanks Noah that means a lot from you." Courtney smiled at his comment, but then she frowned again. "They didn't say anything about Margi, did they?"

Margi did a 'whatever' wave off. "Meh let em talk; I just met you all so they can't judge me, if they do let em think what they wanna think."

Izzy hopped in front of the spiceberry. "They said you were just like me!" She chirped making Margi smile brightly.

"I like these people judgment already!" Margi giggled hoping a bit giving Izzy her green backpack.

"But Heather called you Courtney's lesbian lackey too; others with naïve minds believe that rather quickly." Noah pointed out.

Courtney threw her head back in frustration. "You've got to be kidding me." She groaned tugging on her braids.

"Wow that's like rude." Dakota said shaking her head. "Even I don't throw insults out like that."

"…and putting a 'dis' in front of 'like'." Margi said dully then pouted crossing her arms. "Sure I lap dance Courtney that one time at her seventeenth birthday bash during season one and everyone assumes stuff. Psh."

Courtney palmed her forehead. "Marg, only the other crewmembers and interns knew that."

"Oh…whoopsies, he-he-he." Margi giggled, blushing slightly.

"You lap danced Courtney?" Tyler asked sounding surprised. "and she let you?"

"Wow," Noah said slightly surprised too. "didn't know you had that in you. Was she good?"

"Yes. It was pretty entertaining actually." Courtney compliment smirking at Margi who giggled.

"Even so..." Bridgette cut in then looked at others. "We choose not to follow everyone else's rumors, right guys?" She asked sternly.

"Of course babe it's all good totally into the no enemies' thing." Geoff reassured.

"You already heard my statement." Noah added then went back to reading his book.

Izzy smiles at Margi and pets the top of her head. "I don't believe them 'Cat in the hat', even if the red strips on your hat are missing."

Margi smiles back and scratches Izzy behind her right ear causing the redhead psycho's right foot to kick twitchingly like a dog. Noah raised a brow and took out his PDA.

Confessional APP:

Noah: Chef is right; if Margi and Izzy become friends, we have officially hit the apocalypse. Status: Uneasy :I

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"Mama always said not to listen to rumors," DJ started then glanced at Margi who stared at him with puppy pouting eyes. "So I'm not judging until I've read the whole book." Then he smiled when she did.

Justin shrugged. "That depends, are you girls both attracted to guys and if so do you find me attractive?" He asked smugly smiling brightly with his hands on his hips and feet apart.

Tyler shook his head at the model. "Dude is that really necessary to-"

"Yes it is Tyler I mean, think about it. Courtney role played a deformed cranky snob this whole time." Justin shrugged earning daggers from the girls, which he ignored. "Surely now that she's herself I seem much more appealing to her." He bragged

Courtney shook her head then picked up his bag. "If you'd stop bragging about yourself and using your looks as a tool to be lazy and a shmuck to other girls then maybe I'd consider you tolerable let alone attractive." Courtney said then placed his bag by his feet.

"Is that so?" Justin asked narrowing his eyes at her stepping closer till he was towering her.

Courtney just smiled slyly. "So it is, and last time I checked…" She trailed leaning closer so she was inches from his face. "You fell hard for this fake, deformed, cranky, snob season two…am I wrong?" She asked close to a whisper but loud enough for the other girls to hear as they snickered.

Justin was in a stare down with her for a moment then smirked. "…Touché."

Courtney smirked back then turned her attention to everyone else as Justin took out his PDA.

Confessional APP:

Noah: Finally, someone tell the anti-me the truth that guys ego is about as massive as Izzy and Margi are crazy birds. Status: satisfied :P

Justin: Okay, feisty hot girl gets under my skin…in a good way. Maybe we should be on the same team. ;) Status: Fascinated

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"So, all this time you were just pretending to be all bossy and mean?" Tyler asks.

Courtney started sitting the other girl's luggage in front of their cabin. "Well yeah but, it wasn't fun what I did to everyone, by the way sorry for fake flirting with you, Alejandro gave me the idea, Chris was listening and told me to follow suite. I hated the idea but I didn't have a choice." She shrugged placing Katie and Sadie's bags by the cabin door.

"Oh, well I'm over it then." Tyler smiled giving her a thumbs up.

Margi grunted while she dragged DJ's bags over to him only for DJ pick them up from behind her.

"Here I got them." DJ said smiling down at the spiceberry.

"Aw, thankies you're sweet." Margi chirped then skipped over to the cart.

Confessional APP:

DJ: Mama thinks Margi is a hussy on a count of what she said during that chase with her, Courtney, Chef and the other interns. She is a little 'out there' but she seems nice too. Status: welcoming

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Courtney picked a keyboard and a suitcase, which belonged to Harold. Speaking of whom approached the group and frowned at her.

"Careful with those; I have equipment in there to secure my mad skills with and they are fragile." Harold ordered approaching the enigma.

"You mean your foot spray, deodorant and new lucky socks?" Noah said rolling his eyes. Tyler snickered.

"…maybe." Harold replied taking his stuff from Courtney then looked at her unimpressed. "I've could have done what you did ya' know, I just wasn't volunteered due to certain circumstances."

"Gee thanks for saving me from zombies before I peed my pants again Courtney." She said imitating his voice. "Hey no problem Harold." Courtney said dryly taking the last bag off the cart leaving a big pink coach roller suitcase (Dakota's) and a huge black and gold trunk (Courtney and Margi's).

"The day I thank you for anything is when you offer your complete surrender." Harold insulted. "In other action movies the enemy helps the good guys and earns their trust only to take them down at the last moment."

"Then I guess it's a lose-lose if I save you again or not hmm?" Courtney asked coldly.

"Okay!" Margi piped in popping up between to the two. "Coco, you me and Dakota…we should go check out our new crib, like now." She said to her friend pulling her hands.

Dakota pushed the cart that just had their stuff on it as Margi dragged Courtney away who was looking back at Harold with suspicion. Harold was typing on his PDA while cutting his eyes at her.

Confessional APP:

Harold: Courtney could be in disguise with in the disguise. She'll be watched like a hawk…or a falcon. Status: Mind-eye

Duncan: So people are trying to change their minds about Courtney…all of them full of sympathetic bull. I'll prove she's no different than before. Just you watch Status: showtime;)

Leshawna: When that boy smirks like that, it means trouble, flirty trouble he wants to start with a certain non-CIT. I've got my eyes on Duncan. Status: Suspicious o.-

Gwen: So the plan is to run Courtney so far down with work that she'll be begging to join our alliance. She is the most useful person here, and when she's not needed anymore, we toss her then play the game our way and take the billion. Status: Devious

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"Okay has anyone else's PDA buzzed with requests other than mine?" Courtney asked, irritated by the messages. "Heather just sent me an all day schedule of daily work to do for tomorrow."

Dakota and Margi shook their heads no and Courtney growled.

"You know it's only dumb luck that Chris messaged us saying they don't get to boss us around unless it's on a non-challenge day." Courtney pointed out then looked at her messages. "Ugh! Heather wants me to get up and be her greeting wake-up call in person on days off, warm up the shower, carry her to the washrooms, clip her toenails afterwards, lotion her back-" Margi took Courtney's PDA and stuffed it down her bra. "Marg…what the slush?"

"You need to relax Coco-cola. I will be doing all that crap with you too. For now let's check out our hot new digs; Might be a good sign of luck we get to share this big space." Margi encouraged pushing the door open

They all entered only to stop short in the door way and all their eyes went wide in horror as the trio let out piercing screams taking in the scene at the same time Margi clutched Courtney's hands and Dakota duck behind Courtney with her hands Courtney's shoulders.

The trailer looked like a vampire came in and threw up blood all over it and coughed up a dead body too. It came with a two black counter tops covered with puddles of blood dripping off them, one with a sink filled with blood next to it a silver mini fridge with dry blood splatter stains. The floor was a nice white carpet complimented with a pale corps lying face down in the middle of the room. The white walls had flanged splatters of blood, handprints as if a fight happened, and a puddle of blood dripped from the ceiling. One wall had a huge wooden closet doors with very little blood stains on it. Across the room is a red couch with a few dark stains of dry blood on the cushions. In short, it was not a pleasant sight.

Then they spotted a fat rat covered in blood ran across the room with a human finger in its mouth and all 'ewwed' at it.

"Ahhh! A filthy rat!" Dakota cried pointing at the creature over Courtney's shoulder but that was the least of their problems. The vermin quickly scurried out the door leaving tiny paw tracks of blood.

"Oh God." Courtney croaked out looking around. "Chris can't be serious."

"Okay so the place needs a little makeover." Margi said taking a few more steps inside trying to be positive.

A drop of blood on the ceiling dripped off and landed right on the tip of Margi's nose making her cross her eyes looking at it.

Margi scrunched her nose. "Okay..." She said wiping the blood off her nose. "That's foul."

Confessional APP:

Margi: The trailer itself was in fact big enough to be a small fancy apartment. It sounds so awesome right? It would be… If there wasn't blood everywhere and a dead body on the floor. Coco looked very pissed. Status: Peeved pumped :P.

Dakota: What a way to ruin a room much, Chris is a dead man! Stress is so not good for the skin and bad skin means bad paparazzi photos. I'd rather sleep in the moldy cabins. Status: Freaked out :O

Courtney: Chris and Chef those two evil cunt shit dumbass pissfuck meatball dick cock motherfuckers! I can't believe a dead body really is in here and we have to clean it and the blood up, then sleep in here. Slack! Status: T-O-ed hash tag!

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Margi flipped the dead body over onto his back with the heel of her boot and gasps. Then she takes her pink hand-cam off her belt, puts it up to her left eye, and zooms in.

It was a skinny tall male with green-brown skin and lay covered in a splattered pile of blood. His hair was not even there just a strain or two; you could see into his ribcage clearly, his heart, stomach and kidneys were missing. One eyes rolled back with veins popped and the other bloodshot red. His skull from the forehead was open and parts of his brain torn off, his mouth wide open as if in a frozen scream and his teeth yellowed and bloody and his tongue ripped out. He had on an intern uniform too and in his left hand was steak knife covered with blood.

"I think he was trying to defend himself." Courtney said pointing at the steak knife. "Guess four against one means you're dead without a good weapon."

"Damn," Margi muttered. "Talk about an all you can eat cannibal buffet. I wonder who he was." She wondered looking at him through her camera. After she took a picture, she then put her hand-cam back on her belt.

"Don't know it's too hard to tell. All I see is that he was one of us interns on a count of the uniform; poor guy." Courtney said sympathetically kneeling down on one knee to where he lies.

Dakota was fanning herself staring at the dead body and she was breathing hard trying to calm down. "What are we going to do? This place is SO beyond help! My fame, my hopes, my dreams, everything shattered!" She said in a panic before Courtney stood up and grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Dakota seriously, snap out of it!" Courtney demanded making her hush. "I get that this is freaking you out, hell I'm still freaked out too but we have a job to do. Now you said you can handle a meltdown so just pretend this is a meltdown. Okay?"

Dakota nodded slowly suppressing her whimpers.

"Good." Courtney smiled letting her go. "First things first, what do we do about mystery dead man here?" She asked jabbing a thumb at the body.

"Ooh! I know!" Margi chirped waving her hand up then took out a lighter. "We could cremate him…and the others while we're on the subject. The smell of death is really starting to fume up the place." She suggested fanning a hand over her nose.

"Okay that's covered." Courtney said then looked at the walls and ceiling. "What about the splatter fest?"

"Oh!" Margi said jumping and clapping eagerly. "I have spray can paints we can use to paint the walls over with in our trunk! I was gonna use them to graffiti where ever Chris was going to be sleeping but this is an emergency." Then another drop of blood from the ceiling landed on her nose again. "Crap!"

"Perfect." Courtney nodded then glanced at Dakota. "Any other suggestions?"

"You're asking me for suggestions?" Dakota question a taken back a bit. "No one ever asks for my advice."

Courtney raised a brow and smirked. "Well you are bunking with us so.. any idea ?"

Dakota pondered looking around before she smiled brightly. "I know, since the other interns like used to live here maybe they left something useful in the cabinet's counters, like cleaning appliances. Maid's back at my home always got them from there."

Margi opened the counter cabinet and stuck her head in. "Woo!" She cheered pulling out some scrubbers and a gallon of Clorox. "Jackpot! There's a bunch of cleaning tools in here! We are in business! Let's turn this blood bath into our headquarters of survival, Woo!" She exclaimed then another drop of blood from the ceiling hit her nose. "Son of a mustard!" She barked rubbing her nose.


After the girls dragged their luggage inside and got to work, Courtney volunteered to burn the mystery male's body along with the other bodies outside. Margi poked her head out the door waving to Courtney who was already half way towards the fire pit.

"Don't take too long burnin' the bods…Oh-oh! Make sure to bring me an eyeball back if you can, I found some jars in the cabinets we could pickle it in, Ha-ha!" Margi shouted smirking brightly then skipped merrily back inside.

Courtney playfully rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be back in few minutes!" She yelled back walking backwards dragging the body by his armpits. Unfortunately, he was still bleeding some leaving a trail on the dirt the other bodies near the bus were starting to attract flies.

"So, after slashing zombies to death you must feel like a real badass now huh?" A certain delinquent said leaning on a tree only a yard away from her.

"Get bent over Duncan." Courtney huffed while she continued to drag the body before leaving him sat up against the bonfire wood. She did not look Duncan's direction at all while grabbing Jeremy's upper half by the broken ribcage with one hand and his lower half by the foot with the other then dragging him to the fire pit.

Duncan raised a brow. "Well that's not a friendly greeting."

She did not answer as she picked up Miranda bridal style; despite her head still bled a little placed her down in the fire pit then went to grab Bri by her ankles while shooing some flies away then dragged her over the fire pit. Duncan frowned leaving his leaning spot from the tree, walked ahead of Courtney and then faced her walking backwards smirking.

Courtney stopped walking and just stared at him uncaringly. "What do you want Duncan?" She asked letting go of Bri's legs, then crossed her arms. "Don't you have other people's nerves to get on about how evil you claim I am?"

"Nah, you can do that without even trying; I have a proposition for you." The delinquent said smirking teasingly. "…and it involves you not having to do any hard labor for the whole show."

Courtney rolled her eyes and went into the bus to pick up Chad's head up by the ear. She then turned around lazily her uncaring dull expression still in place.

Duncan smirk grew. "Glad you're interested, my team and I been thinking-"

"You think? That's new." Courtney teased dryly.

Duncan smirked remained. "Cute." He chuckled then continued. "My team and I have been thinking that you are one of the strongest players, with you joining our team we'd be unbeatable for that cool bill. We might even take some of that labor off your ass too." He offered looking slightly serious.

Courtney nodded then scoffed. "Uh-huh, I wonder what the catch is."

"Not much, just don't screw it up for us and you'll have fewer chores to do." Duncan shrugged then smirked again. "Then you won't have to worry about chippin' a nail during dish duty."

Courtney's eyes squinted as she nodded taking in the delinquents words then gave a half smile.

"You've got some nerve offering me to join you; you know that?" She asked waving Chad's head lazily in her hand then dropped him into the fire pit.

Duncan crossed his arm. "I was getting concerned we were growing apart. I figured you missed me too much." He shrugged.

Courtney smirked slightly. "Then let's spend some quality time together in the human blood coded bus while my friends burn into ashes. Careful that Gwen's not around, I don't like to share." She teased a bit picking up the small gasoline tank next to the fire pit and pouring the liquid on the bodies then set the tank down.

Duncan smirk slacked slightly surprised at her response. "So cockily forward? What happened to that protest girl I used to endure?"

"She was an act remember? Yet some people still think I deserve to suffer, as you confirmed last night." Courtney pointed out putting her hands on her hips.

"Well if you join my team, you won't have to worry about all that, as long as we win." Duncan offered stepping close enough to place a hand on her shoulder.

Courtney narrowed her eyes at him. "…and when I refuse?" She asked swatting his hand off on 'when'.

"Then hope you'll have fun cleaning out Owen's toe jam and don't come crying to me when everyone's all day schedules makes you crack. You can't say I didn't offer a way out." Duncan said simply shrugging.

Courtney shook her head in disbelief, lit the liter then carelessly threw it over her shoulder then the bodies immediately caught a big blaze of fire causing the delinquent to flinch slightly but Courtney was unfazed as the flames cracked loudly as the zombies bodies burned. She then went over the pile of blood on the ground and picked up Bri's discarded eyeball then turned to the delinquent.

The intercom turned on with a loud squeak causing the two cringe slightly then look up at as Chris's voice turned in.

"Five minutes till challenge time campers! Make sure to have your three teams set and ready then meet in front of the gate, and if you don't make up your minds now, you will risk early ejection from the game!" Chris announced then hung up.

Duncan turned his attention back to Courtney. "Well princess are you in or not?"

"Not. I would rather give Owen a full body sponge bath then to team up with you." Courtney retorted as she walked away from the delinquent back to the trailer.

"You'll be back! When you fall flat on that ass tattoo of yours you'll come crawling back!" Duncan shouted to her then smirked when she froze in place.

"If that's what makes you masturbate well at night." Courtney teased over her shoulder then kept walking unaware of Duncan shocked look on his face.

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Courtney: My shorts must have ridded up when I bent over cutting up Bri. Figures he would check out other girls when he already has someone. He's done that several times and I just now realized my PDA smells like Margi's vanilla body lotion... Status: Vanilla Duh

Duncan: She didn't get mad at all …and teased me back about her ass tat? It did look kinda hot… What? It was hard to miss…also wonder why she has an eyeball. Weird. Status: None ya business :P

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Courtney walked up the three stairs and froze at the door from the sudden changes. The large wooden closet was actually a pop out bed fit for two people same thing for the red couch. The counters sink and mini fridge blood free and shining. The walls and ceiling had a fresh coat of white paint. The carpet where the body lied was wet and foamy with scrubbers was still on the floor. The room was intoxicated with the scent of cleaning products and fresh wet paint. Right now Margi was digging in the trunk and Dakota was sitting on the counter top wiping the window over the counter top with a rag at the same time smiling and blowing kisses at her translucent reflection.

"Damn Marg, you're quick." Courtney said in slight awe.

Margi pulled out a beige paint can, saw Courtney at the door, and smiled brightly. "Hey there you are! How was the burning of the bods? Did you bring me an eyeball?" Then she saw the eye in her friend's hand. "Eiii! I love you!" She squealed then ran over to hug her, being careful not to step on the foam. Margi then eagerly took the eye and went to get a jar from the cabinet.

"The burning was fine, minus Duncan trying to get me on his team for some reason." Courtney snorted checking out the room. "Wow you really did handle this place fast Margi."

Margi drops the eyeball in a jar, sits it in the sink, and fills it with water. "I'm not totally done but I know right? Chris had me alter the places he stayed all the time so he'd have that 'Chris vision' or whateves so I got really quick with the- wait…did you just say Duncan wanted you on his team?" She asked holding the jar.

Courtney slowly nodded and rubbed her arm awkwardly.

"Um correct me if I'm wrong, but according to the show, I thought that you and Duncan were like on bad terms." Dakota said finally turning about from the mirror and dropping the rag into the sink.

"We are; he called himself helping me saying that as long as I help his team win, he'll make sure that I won't do any chores…as much." Courtney explains then sat down on the closet bed.

"Hmm, maybe it's because you have the ultimate advantage of what to expect from everyone thus see you as a threat so why not make an alliance to cover their own asses; a few people have done that before on this show." Margi pointed out.

"That is true; my character would know, first hand." Courtney said crossing her arms.

"Or he still has a thing for you, just a crappy way of showing it." Dakota added making Courtney's eye widen in horror.

"That could be true too." Margi agreed nodding then put a top on the jar and looked at Bri's eye. "What do think Willis?"

"You're naming that eyeball Willis?" Dakota ask grimacing at the pickled body part.

"Attention campers!" Chris's voice came from the intercom outside. "Times up; meet up in front of the gate with your teamies for your first challenge!"

The girls all gasped realizing that none of them went to find a team.

"Oh no!" Dakota shouted. "What are we going to do?! If the three of us show up without teammates we're in so much trouble and then everyone back home will laugh at us and I'll have to go home with a paper bag over my head which will wreak my hair and then buy used shoes from the drift store for the rest of my life!" She shouted all dramatically.

Courtney shakes her head at the starlet's words and pitches the bridge of her nose.

"Drama queens overreaction much." Margi singsongs while still looking at the eyeball.

Courtney sighed. "Let's just face the music ladies." She said getting and walking out the door.

"Great back to square one…rubbing Chris's fungus feet." Margi pouted setting the pickled eyeball down on the counter then followed Courtney.

"I might as well call off the paparazzi." Dakota said sadly then walked out the door too closing it behind her.


Out by the fire pit stood Duncan, Gwen, Leshawna, Harold, Heather, Alejandro, Cody, Beth, Katie, Sadie, and Eva.

By the gate stood, Bridgette, Geoff, Izzy, Trent, DJ, Lindsey, Tyler, Justin, Noah, and Sierra.

Both teams were whispering and glaring at each other.

A/N: this is mostly where every other person stands on wat they think of Courtney and Margi :P

Margi: Nooo! I wanna know what happens next? Who's team are we on?! What do we kill next!...I like that I get a pet eyeball though xD

Courtney: Why do want an eyeball again?

Margi: To name it Willis so I call always say 'What you talkin bout Willis?'

Courtney: That made no sense at all Marg and yet I understand it strangely… Dakota does not seem so bad; she just needs to get her head out of the clouds…

Me: Which is what you're going to do during this story anyways. And you're going to hate the first challenge in part 2

Margi: What is the first challenge? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Me: Forget it, you'll find out after I finish writing part 2. (turn to the readers) review please and thank you and Margi get that eyeball out of my face, Ew!

Margi: (keeps shoving the jar in the authors face) Tell me the fucking challenge!