Total Drama: The Original Island
Episode 13: Something's cooking in the kitchen with Chris
By: BigBadBrad
The episode starts in the boys cabin, it's just a horrified Andrew sitting on his bed watching anime on the guy's box tv in the cabin, meanwhile Jackson looks at the wall, Brandon practices some flips on his skateboard outside. Andrew looks at Jackson, somewhat scarred but still angry at him. But Jackson turns around at Andrew. Andrew is startled and dodges looking into Jackson's eyes.
"Look, I get it, I might have killed him… I know what you're thinking and why. Sure, I may be a terrible person but you don't know what I've been through. Sure, I still feel guilty about what I did, I guess I was kind of thinking of the money first. I mean aren't we all. Just… look, I feel bad for what I did, but I need you to get out of my way so that I can do the best that I can do here," Jackson snarls at Andrew. Andrew is taken aback but somewhat understands.
"Personally, I think just like Jahude Takurakuraru, you deserve to feel guilty. Look… I know how shady you've been this whole game, and if you want to make the finale then you're going to have to own up what you did," Andrew says as he glares at the quiet Jackson.
"Whatever, I think that I'm gonna talk to that new skater guy," Says Jackson as he prepares himself to leave. He hops off of his bunk bed. Andrew blocks him from the door.
"Oh no you aren't," Andrew says as covers the door. Jackson grabs Andrew by the bottom of the skull and lifts him in the air.
"Yes… I… am," Smiles Jackson as he throws Andrew aside who lands on Jackson's bed.
"Uh… he is so g-," Andrew says before he reaches and holds up Milly's diary. His mouth drops open as he flips through it. He finally lands on a whole page dedicated to Jackson.
"Bingo," Andrew whispers as the camera shifts to Brandon and Jackson. Brandon walks down the steps of the loft and out of the stucco doorway to meet Jackson who's practicing some kick flips outside of the cafeteria.
"Hey man," Jackson says as he waves to Brandon.
"Brody! What's good," Says Brandon as he holds his skateboard in his hand.
"Nothin much, you know... The crowd keeps on getting smaller and smaller and smaller and we're still standing here," Says Jackson as he looks around, there are several noises coming from the kitchen.
"Yeah… I know exactly what you mean," Brandon sighs as he also begins to notice all the noise coming from the kitchen.
"I wonder what's going on in there," Jackson says as he rubs his neck in guilt.
"I checked it out earlier, they said that I needed to mind my own business," Says Jackson curiously, "I just hope we do not have to touch food… or anything… I hate seeing raw chicken… and raw pork it's so disgusting for me," Gags Brandon.
Brandon Confessional
"Ok… ok so you might be asking yourself, why am I so terrified of like… food, well I have a story for you. It all started when I-" Brandon says as it cuts out.
"And it was oozing, like it was covering both of us, it was like a horroh movie," Continues Brandon.
"Anyways… I don't cook or eat my mom's cooking…" Brandon says as the cameraman yawns.
End Brandon Confessional
"Really" Says Jackson curiously.
Jackson Confessional
"Well at first I thought that I was on the hot seat for today… I mean I already feel bad about the whole Travis incident but getting eliminated here, now, nuh uh. Well… at least I have someone who could… fill me in," Jackson says as he smirks to the camera.
"So, you aren't scared at all? Says Joe the cameraman curiously.
"I wouldn't say that, I'd just say that I have a bit of a back up plan," Jackson smiles.
End Jackson Confessional
"Hmm, then I guess we can hope for a big feast," Jackson smiles.
"I hope so," Brandon responds as he goes back to his skateboard.
The camera shifts to the girls cabin. Nui brushes her hair down and looks in the white mirror. Brittany scoffs.
"Go use your own mirror, I don't need you fogging up my frame," Brittany says brattily. Nui raises an eyebrow and puts her hand on her hip.
"Really? Where was this attitude two days ago?" Nui asks.
"Where your weird boyfriend is now," Brittany responds sarcastically.
Nui is offended. She folds her arms and turns away from Brittany, "You know what, I deserve to be where I am today… I played my hardest, I was a nice person, I created relationships and got to know people for who they really are, so I will ignore your little… comment," Nui says as she goes back to her bed and shoves her hairbrush into a black duffle bag.
"Yeah… you do that," Scoffs Brittany, "It'll make you look younger," Brittany continues.
Nui Confessional
"At this point, why even be mad at Brittany, I already know that ultimately she's never going to change, that is a guaranteed fact, however, I can just hope that she goes… extremely quickly. However… I kinda do feel a little off now that Lance is gone but, I guess that I'll try and use that as fuel to break another goal," Nui shrugs.
End Nui Confessional
Brittany Confessional
"What am I trying to do… well let's compare Nui to cake… which I bet she eats a lot of," Brittany scoffs, "Anyways… on the outside it's all pretty and stuff with it's lovely pink icing but all that's for is to hide the inside. That's my plan for today…" Brittany giggles.
End Brittany Confessional
The two look over from each other and look out the window after hearing a large horn from the cafeteria.
"Must be a challenge," Shrugs Nui as she gets up and walks out the door. Brittany Follows her after sighing. They all arrive at the cafeteria. Chris is gathered around 6 different cooking stations.
"If you may, please get behind one of those stations," Chris says as he assigns each camper to their station. The camera transitions and each camper is by their station. In the back left is Brandon, in front of him was Brittany, and in front of her was Jackson. On the middle right is Nui, and in front of her in the front of the room is Andrew. Chris clears his throat, gaining the attention of the campers who's heads move to the front of the room.
"Ok campers, let me introduce you to this episode, listen up because this is going to very important challenge considering this will take out two annoying teenagers with one fire, and no I do not mean death, for you guys at least. Anyways… today you guys will be cooking some grub and I already picked out your ingredients, you really don't have to thank me," Chris says.
"Don't worry, we won't now can open this stupid box on our tables?" Brittany says as she files her nails, she is slightly blocked off by the black and gold box.
"Yeah I was about to get started with that…. in there are your ingredients, they include… chicken, rosemary, virgin olive oil," Chris lists off as Brandon snickers in the back of the room, "Shut up… anyways… brocolini, basically small fancy broccoli, in addition to that we got potatoes, ginger, garlic, cheezi whiz," Continues Chris before he's cut off once again by Brandon.
"Yo, they got Cheezi Whiz! I freaking love Cheezi Whiz!" Says Brandon as Chris sighs.
"Anyways… that's your ingredients, you guys have… umm like an hour, whichever 2 of you make the worst meals gets a ride home and loses the chance for $100,000 dollars provided by the network, now you can start in 3...2...1…. Now!" Chris says as the campers scatter and open their boxes. The camera starts and focuses on Jackson, he uses a knife to open the chichen laying in the plastic covering. He smiles as he marinates them in the lemon and olive oil.
"Yeah… I use to cook, a lot actually, it was the only thing that could connect me and my cruel mother... " Jackson says as he looks from the camera to the chicken. He chops up some of the rosemary and pours it on his chicken.
"Yeah… cooking kinda gets my mind off of… a lot of things, I guess this whole murder thing is kind of included, for once I'm in pi-" Jackson says before he looks from his food to see Brittany behind him, he places a black cloth over the heat nobs for the stove top.
"Well I guess I still do think strategically," Jackson smiles as he gets the potatoes out of their own brown plastic bag.
The camera transitions to Brittany who just accepted a call on her phone.
"Oh my goodness, Kelsie, I haven't talked to you this whole summer, no I would never forget someone on purpose. Anyways I've been at this lame summer camp, yeah that one. Wait it's already on TV? Am I even more famous, oh my goodness," Squeals Brittany as she chops some ginger.
"Hey Brittany!" Nui says from across the isle. Brittany glares at her.
"What do you want?" Brittany scoffs, she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms with her fliphone in her hand.
"I want you to shut up, please. I cannot concentrate… at all," Nui says annoyed.
"Get use to it lady, anyway's your disrupting me from a very important phone call," Brittany glares as she goes back to chopping her ginger. She places it and the chicken on the stove top and thinks it's cooking. It's raw.
Brittany Confessional
"So like… this whole cooking thing isn't exactly my cup of tea. Like I never had to cook before, our french chef Rozeo always did it for us in perfect fashion. But, I think I know what I'm doing," Smiles Brittany obnoxiously.
End Brittany Confessional
Chris walks to the back to talk to Brandon, "Hey Brandon how's it g-" Chris says before he goes quiet. Brandon is balled up in the back, the plastic covered chicken lays there next to him. Chris looks from the camera down to him.
"Are you okay?" Asks Chris extremely concerned for Brandon's well being. He kneels down.
"Bro, that raw chicken looks so… eww, it's all bumpy and gross and stuff I just really want it to go away," Says Brandon.
Chris frowns, "Here I'll just… open it and put it on the skillet, would that be good?" Asks Chris compassionately.
Brandon looks up at him and nods. Chris opens the plastic container, pours out the chicken onto a skillet and lets it cook.
"I will have to give you some points off," Chris says as he writes something down on the back of his hands. He sighs as Brandon is stuck behind. He looks at the bottle of cheezi whiz sitting on the table with a smile.
Chris and the camera transition to Nui who's doing fair. She tops her chicken with some pepper before putting it in the oven.
"Hey Nui how's it going?" Asks Chris with a smile.
Nui smiles back politely, "It is going great! Got the chicken in the oven with my potatoes. Now I'm just getting my broccolini settled in, about to cook that on the stove top. I really don't know what on earth to do with this cheezi whiz but, I guess I'll find a way," Nui says as she drops the broccoli and puts it on a skillet. She turns up the heat and pours in some olive oil.
"So what do feel about Lance going… I heard you two were very close," Chris says as he fakes looking concerned.
"It really sucks, I miss him… and his abs. He was like… the kindest person ever, so soft so delicate, like a flower. A bass playing flower, but I never really speak like that…" Nui says as she leans on her work station.
"He was pretty cool, and it sucks he isn't here with me, or I guess he might be lucky, I don't think he was too good of a chef… or maybe he was," Nui shrugs, "Hey do you smell smoke or is it just m-, f***," Nui curses accidentally as the broccoli is set on fire. She splashes it with water in a cup. She pants as she observes her burnt broccolini.
"Oh… no, this is bad," Nui says as plants her hand on her forehead and sighs.
"Don't worry Nui, it can't be that bad… but I do advise that you check your chicken… just in case," Says Andrew with an awkward quirky smile.
"Thanks…" Sighs Nui.
The camera transitions from Nui to Andrew who is closely watching his seasoned chicken on top of the skillet.
"This is actually turning out pretty good," Says Andrew as he flambes the chicken. He pours some salt and lemon on it, "Doesn't it look good?"
"Yeah, it does," Says the cameraman.
"Thanks, I think I'm pretty safe to survive here," Smiles Andrew as he takes the brocolini out of the oven.
"So where did you put the cheezi whiz?" Asks Chris as he looks at the brocolini.
"I marinated it in the chicken, you couldn't tell, could you?" Asks Andrew as he smirks at Chris.
"No… no I couldn't," Says Chris as he looks at it.
Time jump
"Ok campers, your hour is up! It is time to introduce your dishes… completed," Chris says as he smiles at Brandon's dish, "Or not," Says Chris as glare at Brittany's incomplete dish.
"We're going to start in the front, ummm Andrew can start first and then Jackson," Chris says as Jackson glares at the smiling Andrew.
Jackson Confessional
"Do you think Andrew has you beat?" Asks the cameraman.
"No, I have him beat," Smiles Jackson.
End Jackson Confessional
Andrew goes up to Chris and Claire's table and hands them their plates.
"What is this?" Asks Chris as he looks down on his gray plate, on their is crispy chicken cut into quarters (Leg and thigh) with potatoes laid regularly with butter and scallions.
"It's skillet fried chicken and potatoes, I decided to make these because this chicken challenge reminded me of the anime, Nahimo Simo Shaki, where they ate similar chicken," Andrew explains, he bows, "Please eat,"
Claire and Chris look at each other cautiously. Claire gulps before taking a bite out of the chicken. She chews it and then nods at Chris who does the same.
"Mmm, this is actually okay, good job," Says Chris as he smiles politely.
"You may return to your seat, Jackson you may come up," Says Chris as he finishes some of his brocolini.
"Good luck," Teases Andrew as Jackson walks by. He glares and almost trips. However he looks up to Chris and Claire with a smile.
"Here is your feast," Jackson smiles as he hands Chris and Claire their plates. It is golden fried chicken with a brown gravy sauce. His brocolini is on the side, covered in olive oil. He also made crisp yet thin french fries.
"W- wow, this a lot," Chris says as he looks down on his plate.
"No, go ahead, at least it's fully cooked," Says Jackson with a smile before looks back and stares at Brittany maliciously who just hung up the phone.
"Wait, why is he looking at me like that?" Brittany asks suspiciously as Chris takes a bite of the fried chicken.
"Wow this is so crisp, this is perfection," Chris says impressed.
"Mhmm I've worked on my craft, and I am a much better cook than a lot of people expect me to be," Says Jackson as he smirks at Claire and Chris.
"Cool… you can sit down now," Chris says as Jackson leaves and sits down across from Andrew. He smirks as he turns from Andrew to looking at Chris.
"Anyways… next up is the rich girl herself who really likes talking on the phone with that Kelly girl. It's the one, the only, Brittany!" Says Claire as Brittany walks up with her small plates. She fully gets up the steps and places the plate in front of the judges.
"Brittany… oh you poor soul," Says Claire as she looks at her plate. On there is raw chicken covered in a mountain of salt, next to them are half cooked Brocolini and Potatoes covered in cheezi whiz.
"Ugh I didn't do too bad, I probably did better than that ratched guy… what's his name. Oh of course, I was talking about Nui," Says Brittany as she glares at the infuriated Nui.
"Umm okay, umm I must ask, why did you…. Cover it in salt?" Claire says as she looks concerned.
"Because salt is suppose to heat things up, now why don't you eat my dish now," Brittany says as she puts her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, I'm not doing that, Nui you can come up," Chris says as Brittany scoffs and steps down.
Nui passes the jealous Brittany and presents her dish.
"Here's my dish… the brocolini is a bit overcooked but after… that I think it should be fine," Nui says as she smiles at the duo of Claire and Chris.
"Yeah this is definitely burnt," Says Claire contempt as she holds up the shriveled piece of brocolini which turns into ashes. Nui gasps as she sees it and looks accidentally looks to Brittany who mouths Dead Meat. She looks back at the judges and gulps.
"S- so what did you think about the chicken and potatoes?" Asks Nui, scared.
"It's… pretty good," Says Chris, "You can leave now," He continues. Nui steps away slowly and arrives at her seat.
"Nobody said to cremate your broccoli," Brittany says as Nui begins to cry.
"Anyways… it's time for our final presenter, Brandon," Chris announces as Brandon gets up, walks to Chris relaxed and drops their plates in front of them. He made broiled chicken with raw broccoli, and pot made potatoes.
Chris eats it and digests, Claire does the same and they both look at Brandon.
"So ummm Brandon, I thought it was pretty good, not the best, but not the worst either, it is a little under seasoned, but who am I to judge," Claire says in a monotone voice.
"Mhmm, you can go now," Chris says as he allows Brandon to walk away.
"This was a very easy choice of which two of you will be let go," Claire says as she looks at everyone. Jackson smiles confidently, Brittany smirks as she looks to a still crying Nui, Andrew smiles, as Brandon looks relaxed in the back.
"The people safe are easily Jackson and Andrew, welcome you two to the final 3," Claire says as her and Chris clap.
"Brittany, Nui, Brandon you guys are the ones that are left. One person will go to the final 3, that person is not….
Brandon," Chris says as Brandon sighs.
"The boat will be waiting for you," Claire says contemptly, "Do you have any words that you would like to say?" Claire asks as Brandon walks through the middle to the front of the cafeteria.
"Thank you all, for being so kind to me during my brief stay here. You guys have honestly been the best and I wish you all… hmm idk. I guess I just wish you guys, peaceful lives to be honest. Everyone has a reason for coming here and everyone has a crappy life at the end of it all, ultimately, I guess my gift to y'all is some good karma," Brandon smiles.
"Is that all?" Asks Chris.
"Mhmm," Brandon responds as he nods.
"Wow, that was very moving. Umm the boat is out front, tell him not to leave… yet," Claire says as Brandon sighs, slouches, and walks out.
"Piece out," Says Brandon.
"Ok, now that he's gone, that leaves only two of you, Nui, Brittany only one person will go to the final 3 and that person is…
Nui," Says Chris as Brittnay does a double take.
"Wait what!?" Brittany shouts angrily.
"You've been eliminated?" Chris smiles.
"Oh come on! What about the deal, Chris what about the deal?" Brittany says offended as she bangs her fist on the metal table, "Oww,"
"Wait what deal?" Asks Claire quietly.
"I'll explain later," Chris says to Claire as she nods.
"Any final words?" Claire asks as Brittany feels her hurt arm.
"Yeah I have a few last words! Nui is a f******** b**** no wonder why she isn't rich or famous, she's such a mole, and that doesn't compare to the one on her cheek. Like, I'm all for peace and whatever but I deserve to win," Brittany says as she huffs and approaches the door.
"Wait!" Shouts Nui. Everyone looks at her as Brittany smirks.
"I have some final words for Brittany," Nui says as there are gasps in the room.
"Umm… okay go ahead," Chris shrugs.
"Since the first day, Brittany you have been so mean to me… and our team! You slacked in a ton of challenges and even quit that one challenge because you just clipped your nails. Well I have some news for you sister, what goes around comes around. Sure it came from Jackson and not me but you deserved it either way. You have been a pain to me and I believe that you should leave this island and never come back. Maybe this should teach you never to be a bratty, entitled girl ever again! I can't believe I'm saying this but you deserve to go, you deserve to lose it all, you deserve to be like everybody else!" Nui shouts as Brittany scoffs, turns around and exits.
"Wow… that was… a lot," Says a bewildered Claire.
"Yeah, you said that," Chris says somewhat quietly as he stars from the door to Nui, "Anyways congrats, y'all are the final 3! Congrats you guys!" Chris says as he claps. Claire soon joins in.
"Congrats," Says Andrew as he gets up and hugs Nui who is behind him.
"And… congrats Jackson," Says Andrew as he shakes Jackson's hand.
Andrew Confessional
"He doesn't know, and that's what makes this revenge even sweeter," Smiles Andrew.
"But what if he does know and just isn't saying it?" Asks the cameraman.
"Why would he do that?" Chuckles Andrew.
End Andrew Confessional
End Episode
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