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: Ezekiel Dipped In Blood
"Yo, yo, yo! Look what we got here eh." Zeke said smirking before he jumped out of the tree and landed loudly on his big feet only five feet away from the trio. "If it isn't the noob cast mates; I see you potential slaves met my army eh." He said with his heavy Canadian accent mixed with a slight hiss in his tone. He then inhaled with a loud snort then spat out a blood clot which earned a few 'ewes from Katie, Sadie, Lindsey and Beth.
Margi -clicked- her Remington 870 and aimed it at Zeke. "Your army?" She scoffed. "You mean our friends you bit up you undead douchebag. Lookin' like Gollum off lord of the rings."
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Courtney: That moronic disease spreading prairie boy is actually proud of what he has done. Status: disgusted
Margi: Okay nobody calls Margi K Figaro a noob or a slave! He is so so SO going down Status: Kick-anus mode
Izzy: Aw, no fair Chris locked us in here the E-scope wants to fight Zeke too! Status: Killy! :*
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Courtney shook my head. "Jesus it's the deadbolt disease carrier himself." She muttered.
"I know that boy isn't trying to talk street again." Leshawna said dully, rolling her eyes.
Duncan snorted. "He still looks like a cockroach."
"I may be a cockroach but I'm a leader too yo, jiggy." Ezekiel said hand gesturing to the other zombies. Everyone groaned at his comment.
Dakota who was still holding Courtney in a forced hug raised a brow. "That's the redneck asshole Ezekiel? He looks worse in person." She muttered then she let out a small gasp, tightening her grip on Courtney as Zeke slowly walked towards them.
Courtney turned the chainsaw back on while pushing Dakota behind her and Margi was about to pull the trigger, aiming right at Zeke's head.
"I wouldn't get all trigr' and slashr' happy on me so fast if I were you, eh." Ezekiel said before he snapped his fingers and in an instant, Rachel dropped from the tree, grabbed the short chubby paparazzi and put him in a headlock.
Darcy and Stacy jumped down and grabbed the other two men who started freaking out. Everyone gasped. Courtney and Margi exchanged worried glanced then lowered their weapons.
Eva scoffed. "Oh so you think you're the real jackass now huh? You what I thin-" She let out a grunt when she pushed on the door. "-why can't I open this damn door?!" She asked loudly trying to force the cart door open, only to break the handle off. Duncan and Gwen who were in the same cart eyes widened.
Gwen slapped her forehead. "…and we're stuck in here."
Duncan pointed to the window button. "We can just roll the windows down and- and- hey Chris what gives?" He asked furrowing his brows as he kept pushing the window button for it to go down but it would not budge.
Chris leaned over to Chef. "Get ready to step on the gas when I say 'Time'." He whispered.
Margi glared at Zeke. "Ezekiel, tell Rachel, Darcy and Stacy to let those men go, they didn't do jack to you."
Ezekiel just looked at her and slowly raised his hand and snapped his finger once and at that instant six more infected paparazzi with a camera hanging around their necks leaped out of the bushes snarling and hissing they were all recently bitten just their skin was turning paler and greener and they're pupils turned red. Everyone looked rather surprised.
"Dude, not cool." Geoff said while holding Bridgette close who looked terrified for their safety.
"I can't believe most of them are dead!" Dakota cried hiding behind Courtney still. "Now whose going to take pictures of me?!"
Courtney and Margi slapped their foreheads.
Heather rolled her eyes. "Again, full of herself."
"This is just cruel you would steal innocent lives like this." Gwen said glaring at Zeke.
Zeke shrugged. "Who cares, blood goes through the body thread and I take control once it hits the source inside the head… so more slaves for me eh?" He hissed.
Courtney eyes narrowed at realizing something. "Hold up, how are you able to talk again all the sudden, last time Margi trapped you in your crate and put you on the train with the other animals you could hardly speak any English you went so crazy."
Zeke smirked showing his yellow sharp teeth. "It's a heck of a story eh…" He said as he began to circle slowly around team Lollipop Chainsaw smiling smugly. "After I survive the volcano launching me into Chris's boat…thanks sooo for comin' back for me by the way," He spat sarcastically in Courtney's unfazed face.
When she didn't respond, he just looked at her dully and kept circling her and her teammates. "When a couple of interns came to clean up the mess, when the found me…out of self-defense, I bit them... and instead of them screaming and running away, they mutated to look just…like…me." He said getting up in Dakota's face, making her flinch. Then he let out a small chuckle and kept walking around them.
Courtney did not take her eyes off the Gollum impersonator but typed on her PDA quickly before reattaching it to her belt.
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Courtney: I thought he was dead when he hit Chris's boat… and I was too busy swimming for my life trying to get out of the volcano's range of flying rocks to check. Status: whatdoyawantfromme :o
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Ezekiel smirked. "I should thank you though Courtney. If you had captured me again, I ne-veer would have known my condition mixed with lava could make me – the uh – uh…" He trailed scratching his head, trying to think of a good title.
"The creator of the zombie apocalypse?" Harold asked raising his index finger.
Ezekiel face lit up as he nodded stupidly. "Yeah- yeah- that's it, eh! It's made me stronger, faster, smarter-err….the zombie aerobics."
"Apocalypse." Noah corrected dully.
"Apopka-penis?" Ezekiel tried to correct himself then shrugged. "As much as I would like to stick around and collect the food," He said as he stopped walking for a moment, facing team Lollipop Chainsaw. "But I've got other live ones to hunt."
He then glared at Chris. "I told you this game is mine, eh." Zeke turned and began to walk off. "MEHT ETIB, pmaws eht ot kcab me 'nitteg erofeb gnihtyna yrt yeht fI!" He shouted over his shoulder to Rachel then leaped into the trees and swung out of site.
Margi had her camera attached to her belt but she had it so it was recording and looking at Zeke. She slowly reached for the reverse button and pressed it so it would go slow.
"If they try anything before gettin' em back to the swamp, BITE THEM!" Ezekiel said in reverse.
"Shit. What do we do now?" She asked her two teammates quietly.
Suddenly Courtney's PDA buzzed. It was a message from Chris. It read:
'Y'know, the reason zombie media allowed me to use their names was so they could see more killing…give me a good enough show and I'll scratch off some of your debt since I'm such a nice host. PS: Your door to the cart is still open so if you could be a doll and save those paparazzi for good TV…that would be great. Your time starts when you make your first move.'
Courtney raised a brow and looked back at the host who was standing there with his arms crossed smiling smugly. She just looked at him dully and then glared at Rachel.
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Courtney: I figured Chris was going to use me somehow for entertainment or whateves but I'll confront him later. Right now, I need to get those knives out of Rachel hands and chop her head off. Status: decapitation ;I
Duncan: Uh-oh I know that look on Princess's face, it's her competition look; this is about to get interesting. Status: still none ya business
Chris: Courtney better give a good performance out there, and she had better not die either, she is costing me money! Status: $$ $$
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Margi rose at brow at Courtney. "We're not getting back into the cart, are we?" She asked.
"Hmm-nope." Courtney answered blankly tightening her grip on her chainsaw.
Dakota eyes widen in horror. "We're not? Then what are going to do now?"
Margi slowly smiled slyly at Courtney. "We're going to fight outnumbered so you can chop off Rachel's head, aren't we?"
"Eee-yep." Courtney said as her glare darkened on Rachel. "But we need to save the hostages first."
Margi eyes widened. "That is so fucking dangerous and insane of you to risk our lives and those French dudes lives for a head!" She yelled then smirked. "…Sweeeeeeet." She said nodding in approval before she aimed the Remington 870 at Darcy. "Bye-bye, zombie Barbie!" She yelled before she pulled the trigger [PAW!] sending a bullet right in between the blonde-haired woman's red eyes, and freeing the terrified paparazzi male. Darcy fell forward on the ground, limp.
Then Margi aimed for Stacy. [PAW!] She shot a clean hole right through her skull, launching her backwards, freeing the other photographer. Stacy's body twitched for a moment or two then went limp.
"We are cooking today, muthafuckas!" Margi cheered hoping eagerly.
"Nice shot." Courtney complimented.
Both ran towards the girls. "We quit!" They yelled at Dakota then shoved past them and got in their cart.
Dakota just frowned. Chef glared at the extra passengers.
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Dakota: Great the only three paparazzi around that are alive and they quit! Status: Nerves irked :P
Chef: What the fuck? Chris told me not to use the eject button on those fools for some reason. Whatever it is I'm not feeding them! Status: Step off Fool
Chris: What? Saving people makes for good TV… imagine the ratings. Status: Rad Host
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Margi rolled her eyes. "You're effing welcome!" She yelled back at them and then aimed her gun at Rachel was about to bite the short paparazzi photographer's neck who was struggling for dear life. "I gotcha short French dude!" [PAW!] She shot Rachel in the nose making it cave in as she fell backwards releasing her grip on the short man.
He stumbles forward then ran towards the others. "By the way, my name is not "short French dude", it is Pierre." He said then glared at Dakota. "If we no make it out of this I let you know, I quit as well!" He yelled in her face before joining the other two.
Margi scoffed. "Well douche muffins; these guys don't have politeness in their vocabulary, geez."
"TIMBUS!" Rachel screamed leaping up and charging towards the group. The bullet that was in her nose fell out and her nostrils crackly returned, despite the nosebleed.
Courtney charged towards her, with her chainsaw blades spinning as she did a quick swing right into Rachel's stomach, cutting her in half and blood shooting out along with her stomach, liver and intestines. Rachel's torso and legs landed hard on the ground completely separated, dark heavy loads of blood and organs spilt out.
"Can't heal from that can you?" Courtney said with a smirk. Just as she bent over and was about to take the butcher knives out of the infected girl's hands, Rachel let out a piercing screech making Courtney stumble backwards and cover her ears. Everyone else covered their ears
The screeching grew louder as Rachel's stomach, liver and intestines slithered back to their places as her bones and flesh closed up, leaving the spilt blood behind. Rachel then pushed herself to her feet with her hands and snarled at Courtney.
Duncan crossed his arms. "Hey Courtney, I tried that with the knives already, I thought even you knew that slicing didn't work." He said dryly.
"Why did you throw them at her in the first place?! Now she has your weapons!" Courtney yelled back still locked in eye contact with Rachel.
"Well how was I supposed to know that crazy brace faced bitch could heal herself?" Duncan asked shrugging.
Beth frowned. "I resent that brace face part of the comment!"
Gwen frowned. "Hey Duncan was protecting me when he did that Courtney!"
Courtney shook her head. "Doesn't matter rule one about blades; never throw them if they're the only blades you have because you might not get them back!" She barked.
"So you would have been okay with me dying?!" The Goth added shaking her head. "That says a lot of about you, seriously low!"
Courtney groaned whiningly throwing her head back in response then glared at Gwen. The Goth returned the glare daring her to say something else.
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Courtney: I was trying to say that he could have handled that earlier without throwing his only killing weapons at Rachel and save Gwen. They are jumping to conclusions and getting things all twisted so it seems like I'm the bad girl, again. Status: Complicatedly Annoyed. V.v
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Courtney rolled her eyes. "Says the hypocrite who cheered when she thought I was squashed to death in an elevator shaft!" She snapped back.
Rachel started laughing loudly cutting their conversation off while twirling the butcher knives in each hand.
"Eid dna timbus uoy ees ot tiaw t'nac I…hctib em struh taht kniht uoy!" Rachel screeched smirking evilly. Then she charged after her again, with a butcher knife in each hand. Then she lifted them over her head in the form on an "X" and tried to slash Courtney only to block it the chainsaw blade. Rachel was strong and their weapons were pressed together as one tried to push the other. Unfortunately, Courtney was on one knee.
"Oh my gosh!" Bridgette croaked pressing her forehead on the glass. "Chris! Rachel could kill her! Shouldn't we do something?"
Chris looked at the timer. "Nope they still got twenty-seven Mississippi Pie seconds; besides this is getting good."
"Why McLean, why-hy-hy?" Owen begged clutching his hair.
"This is awesome TV." Chris shrugged.
Justin gasped at the scene between Rachel and Courtney.
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Justin: I wanted to tell Courtney that she looked like a hot zombie slaying goddess…instead I said…something else. Status: Embarrassed.
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"Courtney!" Justin cried. "You're face! Watch your beautiful extremely hot face! I can't be seen with someone with a cut up face!"
Hearing this Duncan burst out laughing. "Guess if she gets scarred up then there goes any other chances with any dudes on this show." He laughed.
Justin realized what he said and cover his mouth with one hand.
"God damn it... seriously?!" Courtney croaked as her eyes hardened on Rachel. Then she tightens her grip on the gardening tool and tries to push back, but Rachel didn't budge.
Margi rapidly shook her head. "No ganking way is that fair!" She aimed at Rachel again only to have the other six zombies slowly approaching and sniffing the air, blocking the spiceberries aim. "Awe, bedazzles! Sorry Coco but you're on your own with Rachel; I gotta get these zombie anuses off my living anus first!" She said hoping.
Courtney shook her head no. "It's cool! Get rid of the other zombies. Rachel is mine!" She growled then swiped the chainsaw out of Rachel's lock only to end up in another one again. "This might take a sec! Grr!"
Margi nodded then shoved the Remington 870 to Dakota. "Okay quick plan, I stun them with my pompoms, and then when I have them groggy like, you blow their brains out, K-K?"
"Oh this should be a good laugh." Heather said with a smirk earning a glare from Margi that only made her smirk widened.
Dakota looked at the gun nervously. "Uh, I'm not so sure if I can do this."
Margi put her brass knuckle pompoms on and gave herself a fist bump. "Just pretend you're shooting plates with daddy on his rare weekends off… except the plates are the infected heads." She chirped.
Dakota stared at her blankly then smile and nodded. "Ooh, I can totally do that!"
"Cool, now watch me and shoot what I leap on!" Margi order with her menacing smirk on her face then leaped on top of the carts and knelt down to pull Dakota up by her wrist. "Are you ready?"
Dakota reloaded the Remington then nodded. "Yeah I think so."
Margi gave a thumb up before she did a forward flip and landed toes first on top of the head of a tall, olive green skin, slightly muscular infected man with a plaid shirt and baggy jeans. Like most of the infected in the area, he also had a camera hanging around his neck.
"In the words of Stewie Griffin…" She chirped then glared at the infected man beneath her feet while cocking her head to the left as she hissed, "I'm going to kill you." In an instant she dropped down so she was sitting on his shoulders, locked her legs around his neck and with a sharp, swift twist of her hips she turned his head completely backwards with a loud -CRACK!- Then some blood seeped through his neck as he dropped to his knees wobbling around trying to push Margi off him.
DJ, Bridgette, Geoff, Noah and Owen clutched their throats in fear. Alejandro covered his mouth trying not to vomit.
"Kick ass!" Margi cheered, until another male paparazzi infected wearing a wife beater, a pink ascot, and torn up jeans charged towards her from behind and grabbed her by the waist, only to have the spiceberry elbow him in the ribs then back swing him in the face, making him fall on his back. Margi whirled around with her leg still on her captive's shoulder and stamped her foot on his neck, pinning him down.
"Dakota! Shoot!" No gunshots came. "...starlet?" Then another infected scrawny man with black hair, blood shot red eyes, dark brown green skin, wearing a blue shirt and jeans charged towards her only to be uppercut in the chin by Margi's left brass knuckle pompom then used her left arm to put him in a headlock. "What the ka-blam's the hold up?" She said looking at the starlet wannabe.
Dakota was smiling at a camera hanging in a tree while fluffing her hair. Margi slapped her forehead with her right hand then her eyes lit up with excitement from an idea.
"You know Dakota," The spiceberry began. "If you keep killing these guys instead of constantly checking your face, your ratings might go up which could make you VERY popular." She suggested then used her free hand to restrain another short infected man with a chrome dome wearing a white dressy short-sleeved shirt and black jeans and flip-flops with a camera hanging from his neck.
Dakota pondered while tapped her chin. "Really, will I have to get down and dirty with those things like you two are?"
"We have to make some sacrifices Dakota!" Courtney yelled then gasped when Rachel pushed her down further in the weapon domination lock. "Ugh, I've had just about enough of you Rach!"
"Dakota now would be a perfect time to make up your mind!" Margi grunted trying to keep the two infected in her arms retrained while the third and fourth one tried to get out of her legs grip.
Dakota aimed her gun at the infected; Margi was holding all four infected in restraint. "Well for the good of team and to look good for my potential fans-"
"I ONLY HAVE TWO ARMS AND TWO LEGS!" Margi shouted.
"Okay, take it easy!" So Dakota aimed carefully and [PAW!] she shot the infected Margi had in her right arm in the chest leaving a big bloody hole and some gore dropped out; [PAW!] shot the infected in the spiceberry's left arm in the skull making him go limp. Margi let both of them go still glaring at the two infected being held down by her right foot and her left leg. [PAW!] Dakota shot the infected man Margi's foot held down by his neck in the face and he went limp. [PAW!] The last infected Margi held by her leg, shot in the chest.
Then Margi sweet bright smile came back (despite her uniform being covered in blood) as she leaned forward causing the body to fall on his back, limp and Margi pushed herself up in a handstand giggling. "Nice shootin' Tex!" She cheered giving a thumb up.
"Hmm, that girl may seem like a clone of Izzy gone worse, but she's good." Leshawna complimented then yawned. "Man it is hard to wake up from those sleeping grenades."
"That Dakota is pretty good with that gun too." Cody added smiling earning an energy bar smacking him in the back of the head. "Ouch! What the-" He turned around to see Sierra glaring at him. "What?"
"Nothing." Sierra huffed crossing her arms.
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Sierra: I saw how he acted when he first saw Dakota! It was just like when he saw Gwen! He and I may be considered "BFF"s but at the end of the day HE'S MINE! And I promised myself it would stays that way. Status: My Cody-kins
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Heather scoffed. "That was a lucky first few shots!"
Harold rolled his eyes. "I could have done that earlier if I wanted to, if someone hadn't put me to sleep." He said glaring at Cody on "someone".
Cody put his hands up in surrender. "I said I was sorry." He said nervously.
Two more infected paparazzi men, much taller than Margi with their skin turning pale and pupil's red, one scrawny with black hair the other slightly muscular with blonde hair.
They were slightly hunched down to Margi's level as they ran towards the spiceberry, snapping their teeth and tried to make a grab for her legs but she did a horizontal spit kick hitting them both square in the face causing them to stumble backwards.
[PAW! -click, click- PAW!] Dakota accurately shot both of them in the skull knocking them both down and they went limp.
Margi stood up and waved her pink pom-poms in the air. "Woo! Go. Die Zombie Scum! Ready? OK. You zombie's suck and we are great! D-D- Decapitate! U! G! L! Y! Go head- wake- up! So you can die! Woo-Hoo!" She cheered bouncing.
Dakota lowered the gun and looked at her nails. "Crap! I chipped a nail. Now I'll have to cut the rest so they're look even and why do things like this always happen to me and- what?" She asked Margi who just looked at her dully.
DJ forced a smile. "Um, way to go Margi!" He spluttered shaking in fear.
"Yay Cat in the hat! KILL THE ZOMBIE! CUT ITS THROAT! SPILL ITS BLOOD!" Izzy chanted wildly bouncing in her seat.
Noah shook his head. "Lord of the Flies much Izzy?"
Izzy shook her head 'no'. "That's okay Noah I already had kazoo gummy bugs for a snack!" Then she pondered. "Or did I make that candy up?"
Noah shook his head. "No it's a- oh never mind." He sighed in defeat.
"Ten seconds!" Chris announced.
Rachel had her weapons still locked with Courtney's chainsaw. By now, she had the enigma on both her knees.
"tihs siht nivol m'I !" Rachel screeched smiling evilly.
Courtney had sweat running down her face. She then turned on the chainsaw and the blades spun causing Rachel's butcher knives lock to break, the blades hit her right on the forehead and out the back of her head as blood seeped onto the chainsaw.
Courtney then smirked widely as she quickly and roughly swiped down the blade and split the screaming Rachel in half down the middle like a fruit then pulled the blade out at her pelvis and back up a bit.
"Tib a truh yllautca taht, yako!" Rachel screamed then she used her hands to pushed her two half's together and they loudly crackled the bones and flesh together and she had her fresh spilt blood all over herself. This time she looked groggy but hissed at Courtney. Instead of charging towards her, however she let out a piercing screech making Courtney along with many others cover their ears in pain. While Rachel still screeched, she took the chance to throw a butcher knife at her.
Courtney reflex was to catch the weapon before it hit her in the face, only to have caught it with her right hand, blade first. She let out a yelp as she used her left to yank the blade out of her palm and gave Rachel a dark scowl. Rachel kept screeching as she lifted the second knife up and threw it. Courtney ducked and Margi caught it, with her teeth. Courtney javelin threw the butcher knife at Rachel and impaling right through Rachel's throat yanking her head clean off and nailing it into the bark of a tree.
The body's neck gushed out more blood as it finally gave out and dropped onto the ground while Rachel's head kept trying to scream. "tey GNIMAERCS enod ton m'I !tiaW !tiaW NARRRGEE!" Then her eyes rolled back and she fell silent.
Team 'The Walking Dead' exchanged looks before they cheered. Team 'Zombie Land' however stayed quiet. Duncan jaw dropped.
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Duncan: Okay, I got to admit, that was hot…O.o Please don't let Gwen read these. Status: stillaman :P
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Courtney rolled her eyes. "Geez, even undead you're still a screamer." She said dully as she walked to the tree and grabbed the decapitated head by her hair.
Margi took the butcher knife out of her mouth and smiled at her best friend. "Alright Coco-cola!" Then her eyes widened as she flicked her tongue in disgust, as she tasted blood. "Aww sick! Zombie blood tastes so bitter! Miranda lied to me saying blood tasted light cherry soda! Belch, more like black licorice! Pa-tu-wee!" She said while spitting.
"Time!" Chris announced as Chef stepped on the gas making Dakota fall onto her side while yelling a 'Rude!' on landing.
Courtney and Margi gasped then quickly ran after the carts, jumped on the back cart and climbed up to the roof. They sat down on the roof of their cart and Margi leaned over to glare at Chef.
"Way to ditch us, Chris and Chef-itch!" She yelled with blood dripping from her hair.
We're on a time schedule here besides I figured you could keep up." Chris shrugged then turned to the other campers. "Well that's a total of twelve points tying up with Zombie Land." Chris announced. "Which means, The Walking Dead, you still maintain the lead and get to pick who makes the run back to camp." Team Zombie Land groaned while The Walking Dead exchanged worried looks.
The girls sat Indian Style in a small circle with the team backpack sitting in the middle. Courtney was checking through her PDA, Margi stuffed Rachel's head into their team backpack while Dakota gave Margi the gun back but the spiceberry put it back on Dakota's shoulder, which made the starlet give her a confused look.
"You earned your own killing weapon after that performance; you almost got me killed at first, but you were dead on with the aim. Keep it up and we just might win this shitty challenge." Margi said smiling then dug past Rachel's head to grab another round lollipop.
"Really? Aw thanks!" Dakota squealed clutching the Remington 870 in her hands then remembered something. "Hey…uh…Margi?"
Margi put a gold mango flavored lollipop in her mouth. "Yeah mango?" She giggled.
"How'd you know about me shooting plates with daddy on the rare weekends and stuff?" Dakota asked pointing a finger at her. "Because, I don't recall telling you that."
Margi's smile brightened. "Oh that's because I'm a rookie aura whisperer. Yeah if I hang around someone long enough, depending on who it is, I can read you entire soul. For example, your aura is like a banana that won't stop pealing with hidden despair…and it shows that your need for attention is a desperate cry for love and friendship." She added putting a hand on Dakota's shoulder only to have it swatted away.
"Okay…" Dakota eased out. "That's like creepy. Did my therapist call and tell you that?" Margi shook her head no making her wince. "Weird… how did you learn how to do that anyway?"
"My soul sister and online pin pal Dawn taught me and bunch of us on webcam. Uh-huh, she is a master of nature ya know. She even taught me how to make a cherry bomb for self-defense using only tree sap, jalapeños, and any type of nut shell like walnuts, coconuts, beer nuts, and more, right Coco?...Coco?" Margi looked to see Courtney looking at something on her PDA. "Courtney? What's up?"
"Some random number texted me something just now." Courtney answered still looking at her device.
"Yeah, what they say?" Margi asked pushing her blood coded bangs out of her face.
"It says, 'Spot on performance but you need to win the challenge and fast. The infected I see at the top may be slow… but I think they're expecting you.' Then it's signed from… ~Alonso~." She eased out, and then pondered. "Don't we know someone who has Alonso in their name?"
"I think its Ray, I know his last name is Alonso; call the number back, could be him." Margi suggested. Courtney's PDA buzzed again. "Coco, you're vibrating." She said pointing to her friend's device.
Courtney checked the PDA again. "Now 'Alonso' said don't call me until after the challenge and that Margi has a bloody nose nugget, left nostril blow it out cause it looks like something my dog would cough up after catching some squirrels'…yep that's Ray alright." She said smirking.
Margi clapped happily. "Yay! My wacko to my yacko is alive!" Then she poked her nose. "I wondered why I smelled something stanky." Then plugged her right nostril and blew a bloody clot out of her left causing Dakota to let out a "Eww".
"Ray must be in one of the camera control rooms outside the safe zone if he can see us." Courtney said then her eyes widen. "Which mean that…" She trailed off looking ahead to see a huge group of infected limping around at the top of the 1000 foot high cliff clearing. "Oh crap, Zeke had an ambush waiting for us."
Chef slammed on the breaks making team Lollipop Chainsaw shriek and grab on the ledge so they didn't fall off the roof. The large group of infected hissed at them. Most of them look like they have recently received bites and dressed for the beach. At least half of them had pipes, bats, and planks in their hands.
"Whoa," Dakota croaked in disbelief. "That infected girl's bikini bottoms do not flatter her hips." She stated pointing to a random scrawny pale infected girl in a yellow blood stained string bikini.
Margi shook her head at the situation. "Damn that sha-poopi Zeke ambushing us like this…" Then she looked down at herself and smiled. "This infected blood actually feels kind of good on my skin. Like a gory body mask."
"Sweet Canadian Cheese!" Owen cried. "There's like forty of them out there man!"
"So 'The Walking Dead', who's the lucky stiff?" Chris asked then smirked, as the team remained silent. "Don't speak up all at once." Then an infected guy with blonde hair, pale green skin, wearing nothing but swim trunk with one deep bite on his left arm slammed into the side of the cart, making the host flinch. "Sometime today people!" He yelled impatiently.
Izzy hoped eagerly in her seat waving her hand wildly. "Me guys you have to pick me! Then Explosivo, and I can get bitten and then we can bite all of ya and we can be undead zombie buddies like Monster High!"
Margi gasped and leaned over the cart upside-down to look at Izzy. "I love that show! Woo! Let's do it!" She cried excitingly while fist pumping, until Courtney grabbed her by the hem of her skirt and yanked her back up.
"Margi you're forgetting, once you get bitten, you're in Ezekiel's control and we don't want that now, do we?" Courtney reminded her.
"Oh yeah… triple bummers." Margi pouted snapping her fingers disappointedly.
Trent managed to pull one arm out of Katie and Sadie's grip. "Er…I can do it." He volunteered only to have Katie and Sadie literally yank his hand back down.
Both of them looked outraged. "NO WAY ARE YOU-"
"We have our volunteer!" Chris announced with a smirk cutting off the wonder twin's simultaneous protest. "For Lollipop Chainsaw, Courtney and for Zombie Land… Sadie."
"WHAT?!" Heather barked. "Sadie you better not fuck this up again!"
"Yay I get to go with Trent!" Sadie gloats squeezing Trent making Katie pout angrily.
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Trent: Well at least I get a break from one of them. Status: Half-relieved
Katie: I am so never talking to San-hog Sadie ever again! Status: robbed 3:
Sadie: Oh Katie is just jealous! Status: Ha!
K: I am not!
S: Are too!
K: Am not!
S: Are too!
K: :P
S: :PPPP
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The infected group had a few who came close to the carts, but the rest were screaming and hissing at them from a distance. They wanted to attack but restrain themselves.
Courtney narrowed her eyes at the strange behavior then received another text message from Ray it read:
'I have a bad feeling they are waiting for a signal…not sure what it is tho… be ready for anything Lil Corona."
"Hmm…" Courtney pondered.
Chris shrugged. "Told ya these things are dumb. Anyhow, get ready…set…and…" '(AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!)' "What the- where did that come from-"
'TIMBUS MEHT EKAM DNA KCATTA!' Rachel's head screeched from Dakota's backpack. Then she started hysterically screaming.
Everyone (except the infected) covered his or her ears. The infected all glared at where the sound came from and charged towards the cart, all of them swinging at the cart with their fist or their weapons. Some tried to break the glass but it didn't crack. Seeing this, everyone in the cart slowly calmed down.
"Thank you maxi glass." Chris said wiping the sweat off his forehead.
"What the fuck?! I thought becoming a decapitated head meant that Rachel died!" Margi shouted over Rachel's screeching.
Courtney's PDA vibrated again. Another message from Ray read:
'Rachel's body isn't dead either! She's using the group as a distraction so she can ram you! Jerome is in the jeep too! Get out of there and back to the safe zone now!'
"Oh my glass-" Courtney spluttered then whirled around when she heard another vehicle approaching. Just like in the message it was a black jeep and swerving in the driver seat was the blood coded body of Rachel. Throwing stomach acid in the passenger's seat was Jerome. Then were about to ram the carts but Rachel's body swirled and ran over random infected then swerved so she was spinning the jeep in circles.
Margi's jaw dropped on sight of the jeep. "Oh quadruple bummers!" She then stamped on the cart roof. "McLean, you ratings hungry douche! We've gotta get out of here!"
"Chef! Change in plans! Drive us down!" Chris ordered.
Chef stepped on the gas and turned the cart train around sharply causing team Lollipop Chainsaw to grab the ledges again. "I told ya having everyone out here at the same time was a death sentence!"
The jeep Rachel's body drove swerved around chasing after them and when Rachel caught up alongside, she started ramming into the carts making everyone scream again.
"This speed is totally wreaking my hair!" Dakota cried trying to brush her blonde locks out of her face then flinched on Rachel's head screeching again.
Margi closed the backpack, but that only made the head scream louder.
Izzy put her hands up and screamed while laughing at the same time. "This chase sequence is awful! I freaking love it! It's even better than the Spleen Scream! Except for the part where a headless girl is about to ram us with a jeep, this is awesome!" She screamed excitingly. Rachel's body then started slamming on the gas; constantly ramming the jeep from the back. "I take it back! Keep ramming us! Woo!"
"I'm too young and hungry to die!" Owen screamed then started munching on all his and Noah's energy bars.
"Dude seriously?!" The 'know it all' complained.
"I can almost hear you sweet voice Mama!" DJ cried rocking himself back and forth with his knees tucked up to his chest then let out a short scream with Rachel rammed the back of the carts again.
"Speed it up Chef!" Chris snapped through his teeth then looked at the contestants. "Okay campers, new part two, whoever had to run down the cliff needs to take out the jeep and the acid slinger over there for the win!
"You're just making this up in front of the cameras so the audience doesn't think we're in actual danger!" Alejandro objected.
"That being said, I will have someone else edit that out later. So Courtney, Sadie and Trent, get to it!" The host ordered then pushed one of the eject buttons, expecting to launch out Trent and Sadie onto the jeep, only to have the three paparazzi fly out instead and land in the back seat of the jeep. "Whoops, wrong button."
Jerome sniffed the air then his head snapped to the three helpless paparazzi sitting in the back. He snarled at the three paparazzi who looked terrified.
Pierre gasped. "But I have not yet to cash my paycheck from monsieur Milton!" He screamed covering his eyes.
Jerome sat up and inhaled deeply clutching his stomach then on exhale, his stomach shot out a huge gush of acid on all three of them causing them to scream in pain as the stomach acid easily tore through their skin and burned their flesh as thick steam came from it. When it cleared, all there were left were three skeletons and the back seat, burnt to a crisp.
Everyone gasped at what Chris had just done.
"Dayuumn!" Chef shouted looking baffled.
"Wow." Dakota said quietly, covering her mouth. "That bad feeling came back again."
"Well flapjacks cannonballs…" Margi huffed. "Goodbye Pierre… and other two paparazzi dudes whose names I don't know; may ye rest in peace…ish." Margi said with slight sympathetic tone.
Courtney's pupils were tiny as she couldn't believe what just happened. Then her PDA buzzed again. Another message from Ray:
'You need to kill Jerome he's a Grenadier class infected he's easy to take down with your weapons but you saw what happened; he'll burn you alive given the chance. Shoot the jeep's engine; that should give them a headache. Hurry; you're already down to the 700ft mark. Wish you luck lil Corona; I'll be watching.'
"Ray again?" Margi asked.
Courtney nodded then placed her PDA on her belt then sat up on her knees. "Dakota I need the Remington 870. I'm taking the jeep out." She said getting up and flipping her thick pigtails off her shoulders.
Heather head what Courtney said then heard footsteps on the roof heading towards the jeep. Heather glared at Sadie.
"But I don't wanna be burnt alive!" Sadie whined while along with Katie still squeezed Trent whose face was turning blue.
"Sadie you get over there right now! I am not losing the first challenge to the 'help'!" Heather barked.
[PAW! -click-click- PAW!] Courtney hit two shots into the hood of the jeep and smoke started coming out.
"You just might Heather." Chris said smiling then let out a short chuckle. "500ft mark!"
"Ugh!" Heather cried angrily. Then her eyes lit up and a small evil smirk crept on her face.
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Heather: You know what? Courtney has been working sooo hard on fighting the zombies…so I decided to give her a little nap time. ;3 Status: Grenade
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Heather dug in her back pack and pulled out a sleep grenade, rolled down her window, yanked the safety pin out and threw the grenade onto the roof and it started rolling right towards the heel of Courtney's foot. It exploded knocking out Courtney just as she pulled the trigger [PAW!] the bullet landed in the heart of the engine causing a fire to break out on the hood. The jeep was on the verge of exploding. Margi and Dakota quickly cover their mouths and noses as the white gas spread out.
The gas quickly cleared showing Courtney lying on her side asleep with the Remington 870 strap still on her shoulder. Margi gasped and quickly putting Courtney's chainsaw on her back then crawled to her best friend.
"What the fuck She-H-Bomb!?" Margi barked while trying to sit Courtney up.
"Oops, my bad." Heather said dryly.
"Goddamn queen bee devil!" Margi growled, clenching her teeth.
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Margi: I know Coco said it's not cool to kill anything living…but Heather doesn't know that my license to kill is still valid V.v I'm just putting that out there…. ;3 Status: Don't Temp the Marg :*
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Rachel's head also had stopped screaming. Dakota checked the backpack and saw that Rachel's head feel asleep with her eyes rolled back and her mouth wide open, which made the starlet grimace at it.
"Talk about screaming to death; total nast much." Dakota complained. Then she looked up to see Margi dragging Courtney by her legs towards them.
"300ft mark and closing in on the road back to camp!" Chris announced then flinched when Chef ran over another walker zombie.
"That jeep just needs one more shot and it'll explode. Need to wake up Courtney." Margi said sitting Courtney on her lap.
"Can't one of us just do it?" Dakota asked then grabbed the ledge of the cart when the jeep rammed them again.
"No! Only the person picked can!" Chris shouted through his microphone.
Margi then started shaking Courtney's shoulders a bit. "Coco! Please, wake-up already! Courtney! Courtney!" She then uses her fingers to open one eye. "Did you, or did you not make meth brownies for the school bake sale?"
"The upper classmen dared me do it!" Courtney shouted then snapped both eyes open and sat up. "Ughhh…W-What hit me?" She groggily asked rubbing her eyes, then jumped slightly when the jeep rammed the back again. "The hell? The jeep STILL in one piece?!"
"One more shot should do it." Margi reassured handing her the Remington.
Hearing this Courtney sat up on her knees and aimed for the flaming jeep (despite everything looking fussy in her vision) and fired [PAW!] hit the engine again and the hood creaked, screaked, as the jeep swerved into a tree and then exploded, burning and killing both Jerome and Rachel's body.
"BOOM-BOOM!" Margi and Izzy cried simultaneously.
When DJ heard the explosion he uncovered his eyes. "We're gonna live?"
"Nope, we've all died and meet Casper." Noah said sarcastically with an eye roll.
"But Casper isn't dead. He's sitting right there." Lindsey said, pointing to Cody who raised a brow.
Noah raised a brow. "Sarcasm is a stranger to you isn't Lindsey?" Lindsey looked confused. "I'll take your silence as a yes."
Chris looked at a camera attached to the rear view mirror. "Well even though she had a shaky start, Courtney, the only volunteer to try and fight…" He trailed cutting his eyes at Trent and Sadie.
Trent yanked himself out of Katie and Sadie's grip, coughing. "I was in a choke hold this whole time!" He gagged.
"Not caring," The host said dryly. "Because Courtney managed to destroy Rachel and Jerome before they could follow us to the safe zone, Team Lollipop Chainsaw wins!" Chris announced. "This knocks The Walking Dead to second place and Zombie land, thanks to Sadie's cowardliness I will see you at the bonfire tonight for the most dramatic campfire ceremony ever!" Then Chris jumped when Chef ran over another infected.
Team 'The Walking Dead' along with Margi and Dakota cheered. Courtney yawned and laid down on her side.
Everyone with the aid of Chef, managed to get out of the nearly totaled carts. Courtney, Margi and Dakota were still sitting on top of the carts roofs.
Chris just smiled. "Well...that was interesting."
Heather glared at the host. "What was the point of dragging us out there at one time and almost getting killed by a redneck, homeschooled, Lord of The Ring's, infected idiot with a fucking zombie army?!"
"What part of good TV do you not comprehend?" Chris asked with a shrug. "Anyhow Lollipop Chainsaw, head over to the crafts and service tent for your three surprise reward: one trip down the multi-massage mobile shower, one weapon upgrade: added brass knuckles to your gold pompoms and," He paused to laugh. "To kick off this season YOU THREE will be deciding the fate of which THREE people from Zombie Land will be taken away. Two will go home, but one will be your new teammate!"
Team 'The Walking Dead' gasped and looked at Team 'Lollipop Chainsaw' and 'Zombie Land' who all had shocked looks on their faces. Sierra squealed.
"O-M-G! The multi-massage mobile shower is the same reward from Season one "X-Treme Torcher. Lucky! Rumors that old rewards would be featured this year are true. Excellent addition to my blog!" The super fan squealed clutching her pizza box.
"I never understood the idea of that. It was never that big deal of a prize." Owen said digging into his backpack. "Awh! I ate all my energy bars."
Chris smirked evilly. "Anyway…you all heard me. Three taken, one of three stays. I was saving this kick off for the beginning of a new season and this time it was approved. Nice twist right?" Then the host pondered. "Ya know I'm really getting into the three factor today…must be Thursday." He joked lamely.
Everyone groaned or rolled their eyes at that comment and started to walk back to their cabins.
Margi snorted. "Dude, you fucked up a good zinger. You could have said 'It must be International Threesome Day' but whatever makes you think you're funny." She explained with a shrug.
Chris then fanned his hand over his nose. "Shut-up Margi, and go shower before I change my mind; besides you need it the most since you're looking a lot like that horror movie chick 'Carrie'."
Margi crossed her arms. "At least my hair is real and not made from old dead cat's fur like yours." She muttered but Courtney heard her and bit her lower lip trying not to laugh.
"I'm gonna smell good! So good! Like ice-cream! So good! So really- really- really good!" Margi sang then stuck her hand out from behind the curtain to grab a bottle of shampoo. "Woo! This ceiling shower makes me feel like I'm taking a shower in hot rain!" She chirped before turning the off and kicked the curtain back while wrapping her towel around herself. She shook her hair out and giggled.
Courtney was lazily leaning against the wall of the mobile shower already took her shower, only had on her purple towel, and let her washed hair drip-dry. She let out a small yawn.
"I still can't believe we won and how long these sleep grenades can make you feel sluggish," She said lazily then looked down at her now bandaged palm. "and we get to decide who goes home and who our new teammate is from a group of people who hate us."
"Yeah…but, well we did and it was worth it and of course Ray is alive he's been into zombie media since he was like three." Margi said then took a big whiff of the air. "Mm, now I smell like vanilla sherbet." She added smiling widely.
"I feel like that challenge was a set up... like the three thing, ya know?" Courtney said narrowing her eyes. "Also from the fact Chris said that he would have three eliminated and the winning team decided which one would come back."
Margi tapped her chin. "Hmm, you think he may have set that up so possibly only you would be stuck joining one of the other teams, Chris probably aiming for Zombie Land to win and we'll be stuck as lackey interns until that team done torturing you and kicks your ass off and be stuck working for Chris in the endless counter clockwise path of no return? However, the plan was countered by Sadie's obsessiveness towards Trent and cowardliness towards the infected?"
Courtney stared at her baffled. "Yeesss… how'd you know?"
"Uh duuuuuuuh! It was a dead giveaway when he said how the first elimination was going to go down." Margi said running a hand through her hair.
Dakota pushed her shower curtains back, wrapped in her pink towel too and fixing up her face while checking herself out in the full body mirror. She looked at her teammates through the mirror.
"Wow, and I thought I was the only one feeling strange about something." Dakota said combing her wet hair.
Margi raised a brow. "You feeling icky about losing all the paparazzi?"
"Yeah…" Dakota eased out then turned around to face her teammates. "It feels like when you're get all icky inside but you're like, not sick with a fever and stuff?"
"Guilt. It's an emotion you get when you've done something bad, then you regret it later." Courtney answered. "You feel like that because you realized that you're entourage risked their lives coming out here for a head shot of you...and now their…well you know."
Dakota furrowed her brows. "Eww that emotion is real? Well if this is what it' like to feel bad for someone else, I really don't like it, at all." She protested opening the door, only to knock a couple of people down who were on the steps. "What the fuc- EWW! Nerds are eavesdropping on us!" She barked in disgust sending them daggers.
Courtney and Margi came out of the mobile shower and glared down at them.
"Harold and Cody; why am I lacking surprise in a couple of snoops looking for dirt to dish out to their uppity so called "superiors" who were too lazy to come spy on us themselves?" Courtney said dryly.
"Dudes… that is so high school cliché. Making the nerds do all the dirty work while the "popular kids" sit back and wait. As Bowling for Soup would say high school never ends." Margi huffed, shaking her head.
"We weren't spying for anyone and we have a right to stand where we feel like standing." Harold objected pointing a stethoscope at them, which Margi then took. "Hey!"
"Pants on fire, then what the douche is this stethoscope doing in your hand?" Margi countered shaking the health instrument at them.
"Checking the pulse of our mother Earth in any place suitable." Harold answered with a shrug.
"Wouldn't it make more sense if your ear were on the ground instead? Not on the door of the mobile shower we just happen to be in?" Courtney asked in an 'a duh' tone.
Harold crossed his arms. "How and where we use my stethoscope is not any concern for you, right Cody?" No answer. "Cody back me up here." Still no answer. He glanced at his friend who was too busy smiling stupidly at Dakota who was looking at herself in a compact mirror. When she closed it she flinched on sight of Cody.
"Um, why is gap in the teeth staring at me like that?" Dakota asked furrowing her brows together.
"You're really pretty with only a towel on." Cody compliment lamely.
Dakota smiled. "Awe thanks…wait, what was that again?" She asked raising a brow at the brunette.
Courtney rolled her eyes. "Never mind them, let's just go." She said impatiently walking away with Margi and Dakota close behind.
Harold got up. "Can I at least get my stethoscope back?!" He shouted after them.
"No-no." Margi chirper over her shoulder.
"Gosh! Why not?" Harold wheezed.
"Cause nerds shouldn't spy for lazy queen bee's evil doing; it's a high school cliché." Margi shrugged then skipped ahead and went into the trailer first.
Once they were out of sight Harold glared at Cody who was still smiling stupidly after Dakota. Harold rolled his eyes and plucked Cody's temple, snapping him out of it.
"Who- Wha- Where?" Cody stammered getting up. Then he saw Harold's glare. "What?" Silence. "What?"
The girls changed into their regular clothes and were discussing who should go home. Courtney was lying on her back on the closet bed while tossing the wax head of the character 'Nick' in the air, Margi sat on the counter top holding Willis on her lap and next to her were two more jars. One filled with their lollipops, the other with Rachel's dead head, and Dakota stretched out on the red couch combing her hair.
"I say we toss Heather to kick off this season. She put you to sleep with that grenade and your all groggy now." Margi stated then held her jar Willis floated around in up to her face. "Hmm, the water's making you kinda swollen, huh little buddy?"
Courtney stopped tossing the wax head and sat up. "You really think Chris is going to let me get away with tossing Heather out of the game on the first episode?"
"Hmm," Margi pondered. "What about Katie and Sadie? They seem to only care about being fan girls to Trent."
"Plus their constant "Eeeii-ing" is driving everyone bonkers." Dakota added.
"Affirmative that is." Margi agreed.
Courtney nodded then her PDA buzzed again.
"Coco, you're vibrating again." Margi said still poking Willis in the jar.
Courtney checked her phone. It was Ray's number again she answered, putting it on speaker.
'Hello? Courtney? Margi?' Ray's voice came from the phone making the two squeal.
"Ray Martinez Alonso thank goodness it's you." Courtney sighed in relief then yawned. "Sorry about that I'm sleepy."
"Ray! Bro-ham! You really are alive!" Margi squealed hoping onto the bed next to Courtney. She motioned Dakota to come join them. "Dakota this is our friend whose practically like our brother Ray! Well Ray's voice. He's not a phone. That would be Matrix weird."
"Wow reminds me of how daddy used to be at dinner time, place a phone at the middle of the table and put on speaker." Dakota reminisce then sat down next to Margi.
'Well it's a pleasure Dakota. All introduction aside, it's time to get real.' Ray said then sighed. 'Don't get wrong here I'm cool with the fact that I just saw you kick zombie butt, but we got another problem. Those infected walkers were just the weakest of what's out there and it was a miracle Jerome is the only Grenadier class infected you ran into and a unique infected like Rachel… she was a piece of work. But…she's not the worst of what's out there. ' Ray explained.
"I really, hoped you wouldn't say that." Courtney sighed.
Margi pulled out her hand-cam and found a picture of Ray and showed it to Dakota. "This is him." She said to the starlet.
Ray he wears a black top hat, white button shirt with the sleeves rolled just below the elbows, a blood red tie, black jeans, black vest, black dress shoes with no laces, black fingerless gloves, wired glasses, and a golden pocket watch chained to his vest. He has tan skin as Courtney, black hair the is shoulder length and tied in a ponytail, Brown eyes with flacks of red, a scar over his left eye to his chin, he is a Latino but his eyes are slanted making look Asian. He was just as muscular as Alejandro.
"He's cute, but what's with the top hat and stuff?" Dakota asked.
Margi shrugged. "I think of him as an old fashion gentlemen." Suddenly a loud rumbling came from the phone getting their attention.
Courtney gasped. "Ray? What's going on over there?"
'Damn it not again!' Ray shouted. 'Okay, you need to listen carefully because I think I gotta make a rain check on this phone call.' He said a bit uneasy. 'Look, there's a town past that fake forest wall behind camp is crawling with all kinds of infected like the grenadier, wrestler, screamer, Ram, suicider, toxic walkers, and more unique ones like Rachel. Even the hotel is infected. Chris is going to make you do challenges out there, you need to be trained.'
"But Ray, you're the only one who knows about horror media the most, even more than Gwuncan does; we need you here in person to know how to handle all those infected you mentioned." Courtney said shaking her head.
"I mean we like zombie stuff as much as the next guy, but you're the expert." Margi added.
'Heh, this is true.' Ray said, then a loud crash came. 'Sun of a daytime! I gotta go and knock the ding-dong off these things. Just one last thing, be very careful who you pick to be on your team.' Then more crashing sounds came and some hissing. The girls gasped.
"What's going on Ray-mon-do? Margi asked getting a little worried.
'Nothing, just need to kick some walker ass. I'll be okay, call you soon, Lil Corona, Cat in the Hat.' More crashing sounds followed by loud hissing. 'What the- get out of here you- Ding- Dong!' Then the line went dead. It was quiet for a moment then Margi spoke up first.
"He'll be alright, Ding-Dong means that he's kicking butt." She said smiling.
"Okay…what did he mean by the fake forest wall?" Dakota asked raising a brow.
Courtney sighed in frustration. "Total Drama Drama Drama Drama Island after I um, ditched Duncan for the million on Chris's orders, I got so mad that we were going to trick everyone else into season two, that I faked ran into the forest wall and pretended to "discover" we were right next to civilization all along. Thus, exposing that we weren't on an abandoned summer camp island, we just on the cost of a cruise line pit stop and that small forest area was just an old nature walk turned into a set." She explained using finger quote on 'discover'.
"Ohhh. So, aside from this Ray guy you two know helping us, whose going to be our new teammate?" Dakota wondered.
Courtney thought for a moment. "I have an idea who, but you both aren't going to like it…"
Team Zombie Land sat at the bonfire as Chris and Team Lollipop Chainsaw approached. Courtney was holding a marshmallow cabob and whispering to her teammates. Heather glared at them.
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Heather: (She folded her arms and glared at the camera) So Harold told me that they were discussing that the whole losing was set up for them and that some guy they know told them how to win the challenge so they would avoid the triple elimination. We need a mole on the inside, but who? (She pondered then glared at the camera again) It better not be me! I will NOT break a billion dollars with those three freaks. (Sniffs a bit then covers her mouth gagging a bit) No wonder nobody comes in here ugh! Still smells like Owen shit in here! Ugh!
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"Campers, team Lollipop Chainsaw has make their decision. When I call you name come and collect your marshmallow, the three campers who do not get called, one of you better hope team Lollipop C gives you the teammate marshmallow cabob, because if not that means two of you are out of the contest tonight and you can't come back, ever." He said getting all dramatic. "The first camper safe is…"
"Beth…"
"Harold…"
"Cody…"
"Eva…"
"Leshawna…"
"Alejandro…"
Duncan…"
The two guys eyes widen as they realized both Gwen and Heather were about to be in the chopping block of three.
Chris smirked. "…and the final marshmallow that also keeps you on team Zombie Land goes to…" Then the climax music started playing.
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Katie and Sadie exchanged glances looking worried. Sadie slowly extended her hand to her. Katie hesitated but took it and they both looked at Chris.
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Heather and Gwen leaned forward in anticipation and slight nervousness.
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Courtney sighed while hold on the marshmallow cabob.
"…Heather." Chris announced.
Everyone gasped. Duncan glared at Courtney who didn't even pay him a bit of attention.
"Lollipop Chainsaw, who do you choose of these three to-
"Gwen." Courtney answered cutting the host off. Everyone gasped again.
"Girl, have you lost your mind?!" Leshawna asked glaring at Courtney.
"In your opinion, yes." Courtney responded calmly shrugging.
"Oh it's on now girl. Just you wait till tomorrow." Leshawna insured rolling her neck.
Gwen stood up and glared at Courtney. "Why would you pick me? Ugh! You know what? I don't even want to know! I'm going back to the cabins so I got to sleep and wake-up hoping this is just a messed up nightmare." She yelled the stomped away, with Duncan not too far behind.
"Wow; that could have gone worse." Dakota said rubbing her arm awkwardly.
"So does this mean you don't want you're welcome to the team marshmallow cabob?!" Margi shouted after her, then shrugged and started eating the marshmallows. "Mm, gooey!"
"Wow; that was fast. Katie and Sadie you're out. The boat of losers awaits." Chris said.
The wonder twins exchanged glances. Katie spoke first.
"Oh Sadie, now that I think about I am so sorry for hogging Trent, we should have shared." Katie said to her BFFFL.
Sadie gasped. "Oh my gosh and we should have totally respected our friendship too. It was soo sad not talking to you all day and-
"CHEF!" Chris called interrupting the love fest.
Chef appeared from behind, grabbed them by their arms and dragged them to the boat of losers, which was covered with blood. Chef threw them in and the let out a 'Eww!' getting some blood on them. Chef whistled and the boat took off exited the mouth of the harbor and turned right out of sight.
"Well, that wasn't very nice." Margi said with her mouth full of marshmallow.
"Time schedule! Look it up." Chris shrugged then turned to the nearest camera. "Well Gwen is now a Lollipop, Katie and Sadie are eliminated and Margi you better get your middle fingers from behind my head before I raise your debt again!" He barked without turning around. Margi pouted then got out of the way. "What will happen now that Courtney added Gwen to the team? What torcher will be unleased upon the interns? What will Dakota do now that her entourage is dead? Tune in next time for another thrilling episode of Total…DEAD…ISLAND!" He announced throwing his hands up dramatically.
AN: Aw finally! I thought I would never get this one out :PPPPPPPPPPPP College can slow a girl down with writing for fun.
Courtney: Why is Gwen on our team?!
Me: It's MY story! Live with it xD
Courtney: Grr. I just want to blank her, not have more problems.
Margi: Yay! Ray is going to help us with the infected! Right?
Me: Yep you can thank Wolfang21 for him ^^
Margi: (looks at the readers) Thanxii's (blows kisses)
Me: Well people, REVIEW, fav, follow all that jazz. :D (Gets hit in the head with a brass knuckle pompom!) Ow! Courtney! I know you threw that!
Courtney: (whistles and looks at the ceiling all innocent)
