Welcome back everyone not too much too say except thank you for the reviews I'll answer all of them at the end of the chapter.
"Welcome back to Total Drama Island Revived. Last time we watched the contestants get splattered with paint, argue, and eliminate each other. We watched Noah like the Underdogs and BFFLs before him, take out his target, thanks to the help of the saboteur eliminating key votes from the opposition helping him send Leonard to the boat of losers. Welcome Back to Total Drama Island Revived!" Chris spoke into the camera.
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doin' fine,
You guys are on my mind.
You asked me what I wanted to be
Here it could be seen that Rodney was attempting to flirt with Lashawna before she slapped him right in the face.
And now I think the answer is plain to see,
It was at this point where the camera showed Beardo, Ryan, Zeke, and Cody considering in the woods on some rocks.
I wanna be famous.
I want to live close to the sun,
Here it can be seen that the saboteur is talking to Chris but the but the figure is more so a shadow.
Go pack your bags, 'cause I've already won,
Then the camera zooms over to the beach showing Geoff and Bridgette angry with one another with their backs turned. Whole not too far away Courtney and Duncan were arguing over who knows what exchanging harsh words and waving their arms around in an accusing manner
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
Here it could be seen that Scott who was hiding in some bushes smirking as he watched Shawn, Jasmine, Dawn, and B talking by their cabin.
I'll get there one day.
Sky attempts to talk with Dave but he stomps off in anger leaving Sky behind in sadness.
Cause, I wanna be famous!
The BFFL alliance now with Samey was hugging by the beach with Jo staring at them in anger.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Here all the campers could be seen at the campfire with their marshmallows but the eliminated ones are shown fading away symbolizing that they have been eliminated
With the saboteur in a non disclosable location.
"Now would you like to save a team from elimination even if they lose or have five players selected at random from a team of your choice to not compete today," Chris asked.
"I would like to save The Giraffes from elimination if they lose today," The saboteur spoke.
"Alright then, let's get back to the campers then shall we," Chris said
The camera looked over the campgrounds before zooming in on the luxury cabin currently occupied by the Giraffes. Even this early, the butler was walking quickly and urgently, finding himself at the beck and call of a brain under a perfectly styled head. "More iced tea for you, Mister Topher?" The butler asked in a thick British Accent.
"Mister Topher? But no thank you, I'd rather have it hot this time around," Topher said as he curled his fingers.
He looked to the door where some of the other boys were. The light gleamed off of Cody, Ryan, and Ezekiel's name. Tiredly,Topher sighed before getting up from the chair. Hesitantly, he knocked. "Morning Topher," Ezekiel greeted, bright and early.
"Hey, is Ryan in there?" Topher asked quietly.
"He just left, eh," Ezekiel said. "Said something about checking out the small fitness room or something. What do you want him for?"
"I...uhh," Topher stammered. "I saw a love letter for him but then it got swept away."
"Oh," Ezekiel said. "Lucky guy."
Just as Topher opened his mouth, Ezekiel slammed the door loudly. "Zeke!" Cody shouted from his nap. "What's the commotion?"
"Nothing eh, sorry about that," Zeke apologized.
Confessional, Topher
You can't survive Total Drama on your own. Any reality star worth their mustard is gonna make their alliances with at least one newbie…
Flashback:
Topher walked up to Ryan as they all settled into the night. Gwen and Geoff were off in the kitchen preparing their own, light snacks for the night, Trent and Justin had discovered too many closets and were wandering around with many prying eyes.
"So Ryan, have you thought about our conversation in the forest?" Topher asked pretty loudly.
"Yeah, I have," Ryan said coldly.
"Excellent, so do you want to call us hot guys incorporated? Or how about double trouble? Or-"
"Listen Toph," Ryan started. "It's a bit early to consider alliances, right? And if word gets out that you're trying to ally with others then they might consider you to be someone who plans way too much and way too hard."
"But-"
"Hey Ryan!" Beardo called out. "The pipes in this washroom are amazing!" The sounds of a rushing waterfall interrupted the remainder of Topher and Ryan's conversation.
Flashback end:
Unfortunately, my alliance with Ryan is basically non existent at this point. Maybe Cody and Zeke would be better.
Confessional, Ezekiel
I wonder if Topher likes Ryan. I wonder if he wrote the love letter to Ryan. I don't get love letters, only hate mail from my first season sexism…
After stretching just a bit, Bridgette woke up in her and Gwen's shared bedroom. "So thoughts on the newbie?" Gwen asked.
"He's alright for now," Bridgette said, a hint of red coming to her cheeks.
"It may be the morning light but I think you're blushing," Gwen teased. "He's cute I'll give you that. Just keep your head in the game my friend."
"Of course, I'm just going for a bit in the lap pool."
"We have a lap pool?"
"It's either that or a surprisingly clean sewage tank," Bridgette snarked. The two girls laughed and Gwen decided to recline in her bed, continuing her drawings about whatnot.
As Bridgette exited, she tripped over her own wetsuit's feet. Picking herself up she saw Ryan exit the small fitness center with a small bag over his shoulder. "Better get in there Bridge," Ryan said. "I think we only have about two hours before Chris 'wakes us up'."
"Oh I'll try to get in there as fast as possible," Bridgette said with a flip of her ponytail. She opened the door to the fitness center and dropped her wetsuit. When she bent to pick it up, she happened a glance of Ryan taking off his shirt. Feeling red rush to her face the surfer rushed into the fitness center, falling into the lap pool.
Confessional, Bridgette
… In my defense, Ryan had a nice, strong, muscular back…
But I really should work on my clumsiness, it'll cost me one of these days.
In the nearby Dove cabin, Scott rolled over in his sleep, feeling his hand brush up against an unfamiliar object. He shot up in bed and looked around the room nervously. Just as quickly he fell back and tried his best to lie down, a smirk on his face.
Confessional, Scott
...so I know I lied back down with a big smile on my face...so I ought to tell you why
Flashback
When Scott flew into the tree and the branches fell, he remained conscious just enough to notice an awkwardly shaped 'dead fruit' on a branch. Fighting against his fading consciousness and his lack of depth perception, Scott grabbed the fruit in his hand before shoving it down his pants. The redneck chuckled before a branch fell down and took out his other eye.
Flashback End
Yeah, that was a stroke of luck, and I'm rewarded for it by being allowed to survive at least one more elimination! (looks down) Oh sweet, a fresh pile of dirt! (nibble on it)
On the other side of the boys' cabin, B looked at Scott's 'sleeping' frame and pursed his lips. A look of annoyance was clearly etched on his face and if the silent genius had to wager a guess his aura was something of a tickled pink.
Confessional, Dawn
Honestly his aura at that point couldn't be described as tickled pink. It would have been described as dark muddy pink. Color theory is a vital part of the natural world and it is very specific. Except for magenta. Magenta doesn't exist.
Chris stomped on the air horn in the common area of the main cabins. "COME ON YOU LAZY CAMPERS! RATINGS ARE AWAITING!"
Grumbling loudly to herself, Anne Maria pulled a can of hairspray out of her hair and coated her hair as quickly as she could. "Stupid Chris, I hardly have time to make myself perfect," Anne Maria grumbled.
An awaking LIndsay saw the Jersey 'beauty' and entered the conversation with a signature tilted head. "Oh I know, it usually takes me like, two hours to look beautiful, and when I see Tyler it takes me three. Are you Tyler?"
"Luckily I ain't," Anne Maria said dismissively. "But looks like we have about ten minutes to get outta this stupid cabin."
Confessional, Anne Maria
There's only so much air in the cabin for a beauty like me! Hair like mine needs to expand and as filthy as the air is, Wawanakwa ain't got nothing on Camden!
Zoey and Sky, bunkmates, looked at the chattering beauties without much concern. "How did you get away from all of the shooting and whatnot?" Zoey asked her bunkmate inquisitively.
"I really don't know, I just stayed clear of Dave and the others, I think I hid under a rock for a good portion of the challenge. Your hair is looking a bit green today."
"Oh?" Zoey pulled one of her pigtails down to see that there was a green light reflecting off of it. "Must have been from the paintball challenge. I really hate those communal restrooms."
"Hey they're much better than using the streams to wash away."
The two made their way out, followed shortly by a sulking Courtney. To her displeasure Mike and Duncan were having their own conversations but from what Courtney could see, Duncan was stuck in an analytical move. "Probably wondering if he could beat him up, that stupid Ogre," Courtney grumbled.
Confessional, Courtney
The only reason I'm staring at Duncan so much is because I don't want him to fuck up my game! I spent too much time swimming in his calming sea green eyes and hugging his stupid chiseled forearms that are just so good for handholding…
Stupid Duncan!
Slowly but surely many of the campers made their way into the mess hall, noticing a conspicuously piled high table in front of the window to the kitchen. A perfectly toned hand made their way towards the table. "Is it just me or do these meals actually look-"
"GET OFF PRETTY BOY!" Chef shouted. "They need another minute to cool!"
As Owen pushed forward in the crowd many of the campers were able to see the beautifully cooked brunch in front of them. Chef looked the fatboy in the eye and Owen stopped in his tracks, yet it was clear that it took a lot of mental power for him to do so. Beth looked away from the clock on the wall and announced in a voice that rose over the furor, "A minute is up!"
Confessional, Chef
I have seen the very worst of war. I have seen men and women resort to depths lower than rock bottom. They ain't seen a fat boy charge forward…
I pity them…
Owen found himself in the middle of the expanding, spreading, chaotic brawl eating his food almost obliviously. Mike pulled out Cameron from the mess and the two darted to the other end of the mess hall, eating hash browns and pancakes. Somehow Izzy had found herself on the hanging ceiling lights and was swooping down periodically for some fruit.
Brick defended himself as he found himself next to Noah. Together the two scraped together enough eggs to make an omelet between what they all had. Katie and Sadie were nibbling on waffles while Amy and Samey fought each other over five muffins.
Lindsay tried to eat a blueberry on her nose with her tongue, Beth got her teeth stuck on the tablecloth, Dawn made it out with a stack of blueberries much higher than she was, Ezekiel was stuck under a fountain that kept pouring maple syrup, and in fifteen minutes the entire room was as dirty as a pigsty.
"Wow, It almost makes me sad to put you guys through the next round of torture," Chris chortled as he walked in the room. "Anyways you all looked stuffed and well, so I'm just going to tell you to use the restroom and report to your non-winner's cabin."
Alert, B pulled Dawn aside and opened his mouth. "What's that B? You want me to stop treating you like Lassie the dog telling people that little Timmy fell down a well?" The dumbfounded B blinked for several seconds before hastily nodding.
Confessional, B
The silent genius shrugged. It was the truth, but he didn't want to say it in such a mean way...or for that matter have it read by Dawn at all.
"Okay," Dawn politely agreed. "I see what you mean. Do you have anything that could help us stay inside for longer?"
The silent genius pondered and rummaged around in his massive coat. He pulled out a music box and what played was a melodic tune that seemed to lull Dawn into a sweet sense of serenity. "If we fall asleep then that could work, but I don't know if Chris wants us to do that."
B put his finger on his chin in a pensive motion before he shrugged and pulled out some duct tape. "Works for me," Dawn said.
"And we can tape Scott up if he's too much of a troublemaker!" Dakota said eagerly.
"No thanks," Scott said. "I'd rather not be involved in your kinks."
Confessional, Jasmine/Sam/Shawn/Beth/D.J
(a cross confessional shows the five of them laughing their heads off. The tape runs out)
Confessional, Dakota
…damn that was good...
In the communal restrooms Owen held an iron grip on the last two stalls. Alejandro felt a rumble in his stomach and kicked the door down, only to be assaulted by a terrible odor. The charmer fell to his knees and the smell wafted out to the rest of them. "Thanks Al!" Scott sneered.
Coughing through the smell Cameron wrapped his hoodie over his mouth before blindly stumbling out. There wouldn't be enough time to wait so the bubble boy took several heaving breaths before jumping back into the proverbial gas chamber. Sam followed the tiny boy's lead and wrapped his sweater over him. It was clear that the gas wouldn't dissipate and the best they could do was grinning and bearing the brunt of the odor.
Unfortunately Owen's odor had begun to spread to the girl's bathroom. Katie coughed a loud cough as she held her palm to her nose, annoyed. "Who...who would make such a… horrible smell?"
If there was a smell in the air, a lot of the girls didn't notice it, but with Katie's warning the smell just seemed to get stronger. "Probably Sadie," Sugar said dismissively.
"Oh you did not trash my best friend!" Katie shouted.
"As ugly and smelly and trashy Sugar is I could believe that Sadie let this rotten cheese go. Or maybe Katie is just covering up for her lesser twin," Amy said.
"What the fuck Amy?! You're supposed to be on our side!" Sadie shouted angrily.
"I mean that doesn't change the fact that you're probably disgusting."
"How do we know that Amy isn't the one who farted?" Sky interjected.
"Because I'm much more ladylike than you all the people in this room."
"That doesn't make any sense!" Bridgette said.
The argument rose in volume and the girls who had finished their business slowly began to creep out. "Okay, as good drama as this-Owen you rock by the way- You only have two minutes to take care of any funny business."
Confessional, Owen
It's a natural body function, I can't be ashamed of what I produce, and besides. They're just overreacting. It doesn't smell that bad!
The contestants made their way into their rooms with little conflict and waited for Chris to turn on the megaphone. Brick looked at his clock boredly and stood up. "It's been two and a half minutes, I wonder when Chris is going to speak."
He looked around his cabin for affirmation when a bundle crashed through the window of the room. As Brick dove under the bed, nine more bundles flew into the other cabins' sides, all met with similar screams of shocks. "Huh?" Beth said, walking over to it. "There's ten granola bars and a box labeled toys. What's this for?"
"Glad you asked Beth!" Chris shouted through the megaphone. "Welcome to the Reverse Escape Room! The goal of this challenge is to simply stay in your side of the cabin! No bathroom breaks, no escape, no leaving, and all the insanity in the world."
"So why don't you call it Cabin Fever?" Trent asked.
"...what's cabin fever?" Chris asked his interns.
The interns shrugged and flipped open a page in the dictionary describing cabin fever. "...right …Cabin Fever then! Don't even think about leaving because the team that can stay in here the longest wins! Only one member of your team needs to stay in the longest, and that's all I'll say."
Chris interrupted the feed of the challenge and appeared in front of the viewers in the editing room. "Yeah, the intern who created this challenge was fired. We had to weed through FOUR HOURS OF NOTHINGNESS! But as strong as these kids are, some are stronger than others. There so much more fun don't worry!"
Owen rolled in his bed in the Rabbit's cabin. He sat up abruptly and let loose a loud fart. "Sorry guys, since we haven't had many good things to eat, I think my stomach is decomposing quickly," he chuckled.
The model and the charmer looked at each other with a mutual dirty look and forced a smile on their faces. "It's no worries Owen, say did you hear that noise?" Justin started.
"What noise?" Owen asked.
"Oh it's just outside the door, I wonder if it's more granola bars. Speaking of, did you happen to have one of them?"
"Oh no Justin, I had them all, hehe," the fat boy snickered.
Justin and Alejandro looked at each other once more, lips curled, before Alejandro spoke up. "Entonces, there isn't anymore of that?"
"I'm sorry, I thought you guys didn't want any. I know in order to keep abs like that you need better nutrition than stupid granola bars. I'm sure the challenge will be over soon so we don't need to worry about that."
"Ay, Justin," Alejandro said, hiding his face from Owen as he snickered. "Quieres Ver what I can do?"
Justin looked at Owen as he picked at a crumb in his right arm. "Worth a shot."
"Three, two, one, and revenge," Alejandro said with a snap of his fingers.
Owen stood up from his bed, grabbed green paint, slathered it over his hair, used a bit of makeup, gave himself a wedgie over his head, and stood in the center of the room. "Take me out to the ballgame, Take me out to the crowd," he sang. "Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks. I don't care if I ever get back!"
The fat boy began to twirl on his tiptoes with the grace of a manatee on land before he fell over and took a spectacular tumble. The boy's momentum carried him through the cabin and burst down the door. Surprised, Justin and Alejandro looked at the gaping hole in the door and peered outside. "Are you okay buddy?" Alejandro asked.
"All good Al," Owen said.
"And Owen is gone from the competition!" Chris announced.
"Sorry guys," Owen said from the ground.
"IT's okay," Justin said, sticking his head out.
"And Justin is gone as well! The Rabbits are down 2 members already."
"PERO SOLO SU CABEZA!"Alejandro complained.
"His head was over the threshold, it counts!"
Hearing Chris' ruling, those who had tried to open the door to see the commotion instinctively recoiled to further recesses of their cabins. "So since we can't get through the door, why don't we try playing some games?" Zoey asked.
"Ooh I love games!" Lindsay tittered. "How about we play volleyball?"
"I looked in the box Chris threw at us and there's a game of guess who in there," Sky recommended.
"That childish game?" Courtney asked. "Is that all we have there?"
"I opened the box and there's also five fidget spinners if you're so inclined," Sky said. She looked at a piece of clothing that had a strand loose and instinctively started to pull it.
"Well do you want to play, Lindsay, Courtney, Sky, Anne?" Zoey said. She pulled out the deck for Guess Who and saw that the deck was based off of Total Drama Characters. "I guess this could be a good way to get to know all the other cast members."
"Let me see that," Courtney said indignantly. She rifled through the deck, gagged at the image of her caricature, and summarily put it down. "It's a bit weird, they have cards for Mike's alters and Izzy's alters. And some animals too. Worth a shot."
"I'm surprised that Chris doesn't have five photos of him in there," Anne Maria joked.
"Oh there are five versions of Chris, one from each season. And just as many as chef and even Mr. Coconut," Courtney clarified.
"Let's give it a shot then," Zoey said with a shrug. The box contained a list of qualities that were easy enough to guess. The girls drew a card and sat in a circle.
"Can I go first because I have the lightest hair?" Lindsay asked. The others collectively shrugged and let the airhead go first. "Are you Tyler?" Lindsay asked, pointing to Courtney.
"THAT'S NOT HOW YOU PLAY THE GAME DAMMIT!" Courtney shouted. She threw her card down and it flipped over and revealed that the face on it was in fact Tyler. She flopped on the bed melodramatically and stared at the ceiling. "Only twenty more hours to go."
The other girls looked at each other and Lindsay picked up the card. "I wonder how Tyler's doing. Where's Tyler? Who's Tyler? Why's Tyler?"
Confessional, Lindsay
Lindsay: This card really doesn't look like Tyler, I would know, he's my boyfriend.
(Chris barges in)
Chris: Lindsay you are out of this challenge!
Lindsay: Why? I'm just giving a communion.
Chris: You left the building to give that...I'm sorry what did you say?
Lindsay: Communism
Chris:...
Lindsay: And you never said that I couldn't leave to give a confession. I just wanted to know where Tyler was. Are you Tyler?
Chris: Okay Fine, Lindsay you can stay if you are giving a confession but I have to walk you back because of rules and all of that.
Lindsay: Wow you're so nice with all the rules. My old host Chris was such a dummy with rules, he never followed them. It's Clark right?
Chris:...you're pushing it…
Lindsay: No I'm speaking it
Chris: Alright this confession is over.
Lindsay: More room for constipation!
As Lindsay returned from the confessional, Scott looked out the door and saw the open confessional outhouse, an idea brewing in his head. "Hey Scott," Shawn called.
The redneck rolled his eyes and turned to the survivalist. "For the fifth time, no! I don't want to join your stupid twister game. Who's winning anyways?"
"Oh we finished that a long time ago," DJ said softly. "We were just wondering if you wanted your granola bar."
"Nah," Scott dismissed. "I pride myself in not eating for a long time."
"Oh, I always thought guys like you ate dirt cakes," Sam said. The others tittered at his remark and Scott slumped against the wall, slamming his hand against the wall. "I wonder how the others are doing."
The girls of the Birds had ended many of their impromptu games once it became apparent that Scarlett was eken on winning all of them, to an almost fatal extent. Eva looked up from her five hundredth push up and saw a hole in the wall. "What in the-"
Looking through the hole was a bored Rodney. "Eva! Up you Lift my Heart and-"
His stammered explanation was stopped when Eva swiftly poked him in the eye. The big guy jumped from the hole and hit his head on the bunk beds.
Confessional, Rodney
I honestly swear I wasn't trying to stare at Eva but when you've been lying down for more than fifty minutes your mind gets loopy. Strike one I guess.
Sugar climbed on top of Scarlett's bunk and was asking her mundane questions. "So why do you pride yourself on your IQ?"
"My intelligence quotient is but a mere stepping stone to the other gifts I have. I am an inventor, a debater, a researcher, and above all a mastermind."
"I didn't hear no pageantry in there," Sugar said with a teasing inflection. "I guess I'm smarterer than you at one point!" She jumped from the bed and twerked in victory, releasing a foul fart in front of the hapless genius.
"YOU CHEWED UP PIECE OF DOG VOMIT!" Scarlett snarled. She kicked Sugar in front of her and the two girls entered a cat fight. Jumping out of the way, Leshawna opened the door as the two girls rolled outside. Scarlett broke free and ran into the communal toilets.
Confessional, Sugar
Stupid smarty pants!
Confessional, Scarlett
To put it kindly, I do not take it kindly the fact that I was farted on. As for why I signed up for total drama in the first place, I fear that I am experiencing a brain fart of my own.
Rodney, hearing the commotion stuck his head out the door. Absentmindedly he walked up to Scarlett as she was running into the mess hall. "Wow, fighting strong and dynamic but really dominating and strong and bold and-"
"I've dealt with one moron today, and you've JUST ELIMINATED YOURSELF FROM THE CHALLENGE YOU NITWIT!" Scarlett said with a hiss.
Confesional, Rodney
...Strike two…
"...so Ryan, play any musical instruments?" Trent asked.
"I never found much appeal in music as weird as that is," Ryan said. "It's cool and all but I'm not gonna waste my breath trying to learn jazz trumpets."
"Jazz is pretty cool Dude," Geoff said. "It's always good for a late night bender or an early morning pump. The beats are great."
Beardo, hearing the conversation, pulled out a mini drum set from his head of hair and started to drum a jazzy beat. Ezekiel tried his best to spew out a rap but he stopped short of actual greatness when he let out a big sneeze. "Ah Crap," Ezekiel moaned. His sneeze was starting to slowly erode at the wooden bed posts of the bunk beds.
"Wow!" Cody exclaimed. "Is that some kind of mutant power?"
"Umm," Ezekiel stammered. "It's more like an unintended side effect… I get it from being opened up for too long when I'm awake, and uhh, the people thing isn't working eh. I'm sorry but I need to head out. I hate being the first one out again."
"Oh no, go ahead," Geoff said. "Cabin fever hits some of us harder than others."
The others in the room seemed to agree, with the overshadowed exception of Topher, and Zeke opened the door with a hint of regret.
Confessional, Ezekiel
...I hope they don't eliminate me because of this, Eh
(sneezes, revealing a light from the outside) That's not good man
Chris stood outside the confessional and hastily plugged up Zeke's nose. "So at the end of the four and a half hour mark we are down five contestants. And don't worry I bet that the contestants are about to reach a fevered competition."
Zeke sneezed and Chris fled like the sissy he was.
Heather rolled in her bed uncomfortably when she heard a melodic tapping. She paused for a moment, eyes already half to slumber, when she heard it again. "DAMMIT ALEJANDRO I'M NOT A MORSE CODE TRANSLATOR!"
"LO SIENTO MI AMOR!" Alejandro said mockingly through the cabin wall.
"Boy I wish I could find someone who would yell at me through cabin walls," Amy said. "Actually I did, then Samey scared him off."
The BFFFLs looked towards Samey's bunk only to find that she was asleep. "Okay," Katie whispered to Sadie. "I think that Samey is nicer so we should get Amy off as soon as possible."
"Well maybe she can teach us how to attract guys," Sadie said. "I want to learn before we kick her off."
"After that-"
"After that we're going to be the leaders of the team!" Sadie squealed.
Ella glanced outside the window as some birds fluttered in the air. She sighed as she saw a deer scamper forward and nuzzle against a plant on the ground. There was something calling her but she resisted the temptation even as she saw a pair of bunnies frolick out of the woods. "Into the woods it's time to go…" she mumbled, twirling at the window's blinds. Even as Chef brought out his water gun to scare away the animals she still stared outside, longing to join them.
So in tune was she towards the lively nature outside the window that she ignored the rising argument between the two notorious twins. "YOU'VE INTERUPTED MY SLEEP FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME AMY!"
"YEAH CONSIDER IT REVENGE FOR THE TIME YOU KEPT THROWING UP!"
"YOU PUT A BANANA IN MY MILKSHAKE!"
"BIG DEAL IT WAS ONLY ONE SLICE!"
Heather rolled from her bed and tried to break up the argument, but her presence only earned her two slaps to the cheeks. "That's it!" She screamed frustratedly. She pushed both girls and dove under the bed, very much aware of the shitshow that was about to go down.
The girls rolled and rolled through the cabin as Sadie and Katie jumped onto their beds to avoid the commotion. Reaching over, Katie opened the door and both Amy and Samey tripped over the threshold, falling face first into a mud puddle. "And it looks like the Rabbits lose Three Girls at once!" Chris shouted.
"Three?" Heather exclaimed. She climbed out from the bed, hitting her head on the mattress, and looked in the cabin. Katie and Sadie climbed down from their bunks and played pattycake on the floor. Out the door she saw the twins in mud. She looked to the back of the cabin and out of the corner of her eye she could see Ella flying away with the birds as a ray of sunshine and rainbows emanated from her mouth
Confessional, Heather
Strangely, I'm not even mad. I'm just...confused… Did Chris give us LSD in our drinks?
Confessional, Chris
No we did not…this island was weird…
WHICH IS WHY I LOVE IT!
Confessional, Ella
(Barfing rainbows and Sunshine while singing) Everything is right right now
As Heather wiped her eyes at the weirdness of the scene, a rock flew through the window. "TAKE THAT YOU SHE WITCH!" Izzy shouted as she leaped through the trees.
Heather turned to Sadie and Katie with a blank look on her face. "So it's just us three I guess, and ALEJANDRO! What do you guys want to do?"
The BFFFLs looked at heather strangely. "Why?"
"...I'm not going to sleep again because there are better things to spend my brain energy on, and I'm wondering if you guys have anything. Just don't think this is going to be the norm."
The two girls shrugged and invited Heather to play a three way game of pattycake.
Confessional, Katie and Sadie
Katie: For now we have to play nice with Heather. It's only if we lose that we'll eliminate her.
Sadie: And she's one of the more athletic girls
Katie: But she's so mean
Sadie: She plays a mean game of pattycake too
"Okay, so the story we have so far is that Blond DJ ate a disgusting blue cake on the way to loquacious Sam's Virginity party when his mother Scott crashed into a dark blue golf cart. This excited gigantic Dawn and she sang opera. Dakota the Dickless was aquamarine with envy and began to sing Calliope. What happens next in this madlib?" Shawn asked.
"You guys are taking this way too seriously," Scott noted, eyes wide. They had finished a mad lib that turned an arcade into a sex dungeon for unfathomable reasons and Scott was eagerly eyeing the door.
"We'll finish this one up then," Shawn started. "Spoilsport."
Annoyed, Scott walked up to the group, took the madlib package they were trying to play with, and threw it outside the window, unaware that his hand went outside the window. "There! Screw you people!"
B looked at Scott with a hateful glare as Scott sneered and loudly announced, "Gonna take a piss."
No one made a move to stop him, it was only more satisfying when the door closed on his hands.
"Have any other Ideas B?" Sam asked.
The girls on the other side of the cabin had their ears pressed against the wall they shared with the boys. "Well there goes the fun," Beth moaned.
"I mean can you blame him," Jasmine said. "As much as he's a rat he did get the brunt of jokes for quite a while. I kind of want to check on him."
"Already on it," Dawn's voice echoed. The girls turned to Dawn's bed where an imprint of her started to disappear. They looked at each other bewildered and looked outside the window to see Dawn trailing Scott from a distance. At once, they blinked, and both Dawn and Scott were gone.
"Was she anything like that in revenge?" Beth asked.
"Beats me," Dakota shrugged.
Confessional, Dawn
As is common in Total Drama fanfictions I have weird powers. Blame canon for that I suppose.
After Geoff threw his hat in the air for the fifteenth time and missed for the thirteenth time, Cody and Beardo looked at him and cringed. "Hey Codester," Beardo asked. "Does Geoff look a little off to you?"
"I can't believe it's been six hours and forty five minutes. I don't think he's gonna last longer," Cody bemoaned.
The others watched Geoff for another five minutes when he suddenly screamed and rolled onto the floor. Ryan and Trent winced as Geoff crawled out the door. "The party is dead! The party is dead! We need to perform CPR! CPR! WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!"
Geoff crawled through the door and collapsed halfway through, crying all the while. "I'll go take him to the medical center," Trent said apprehensively. "I'm not sure if I can last longer anyways."
The two boys walked out the Giraffe's cabin and shivered as they walked into the somewhat cooler air. "It seems like Geoff is probably the weakest and most unstable link," Topher wondered aloud.
"Don't you think it's a little early to be badmouthing people?" Beardo asked.
"Meh," Topher said nonchalantly. "I'm just saying that if he becomes a more sane person he'd be a threat. Maybe if we band together we can take him out soon. What has he done for us again?"
The other boys looked at each other placidly and Ryan jumped from his bed and went to the window to think. He looked down as he heard a familiar sneeze. "Hey Zeke, what are you eliminated people doing?"
"Not much eh," Zeke said sadly. "We're all taking bets on who's going to fail the hardest. Currently anyone who bet on Geoff is winning."
"Who bet on Geoff?"
"Some squirrels. Do you need me to do anything?"
Ryan looked behind him at Cody and Beardo trying to ignore Topher's incessant gobbling. "I think that Topher is kind of ruining the flow… of our team you know…Want to pull a Scott and get rid of him?"
"Just sit tight," Zeke said, a lightbulb going off.
He ran into the woods with a spunk of sabotage past the doors of the Horses cabin.
Inside Courtney was screaming into her pillow, dumbfounded at how Lindsay was able to beat her at guess who three times in a row. "Judging by what Courtney said there were no more than one hundred and twenty four cards in the guess who deck. That's almost a zero shot she had at drawing Tyler twice and then drawing Katie," Cameron mused as he pushed his ear against the shared wall.
"I have no idea what you're saying," Tyler said blankly.
"He says...Lindsday wins through dumb luck!" Dave strained as he arm wrestled Duncan. His hand hit the table and Dave immediately went to his stash of hand sanitizer.
Confesional, Tyler
Heh, that's my Lindsay, always a winner! If only she'd remember who I was.
"Okay Duncan, you've won against Cameron and Dave and lost against Tyler," Mike said as he made a tally on one of his pillowcases. "So I guess I'm up then."
"Heh, don't expect me to go easy on you bud. I only lost to Tyler because of his finger strength," Duncan said with a roll of his eyes.
"Yeah if his fingers were really strong I don't think Lindsay would be able to walk upright."
Confessional, Cameron
MY EYES! MY EARS! MY BRAIN!
Mike cracked his knuckles and put his arms in a ready position. The two flashed equal smirks and started to arm wrestle. As valiant a fight Mike put up, the struggle lasted for sixteen minutes before his arm hit the table. "Shit, great fight," Duncan complimented, rolling his arms.
"Umm, thanks," Mike said apprehensively. "I never really get the hang of a work out but… umm…"
"Mike's...background for lack of better terms allows him to have skills appropriate for the scenario. I am now admittedly curious as to how Vito would last in tests of strength in a controlled environment considering that our last test was inconclusive," Cameron blathered.
"Oh that's right, you did run a test with Vito. You said something about him being some 15% stronger? I don't know what that means, haha," Mike said with a blush.
Confessional, Cameron
It's not just Vito I've tested. Chester, Manitoba, and Svetlana have all been through their challenges and tests. WE have it on video but lately it got corrupted. I wonder why.
"So you want me to arm wrestle Vito?" Duncan asked.
"If he's up for it," Mike said hesitantly. "Tyler, Dave, Cameron, if something happens that you guys don't know how to deal with, throw out my shirt and work with Duncan to push me out."
Confessional, Mike
I'm still nervous as hell letting them take control, but Duncan and I are good friends now. It's strangely familiar with him and I don't get why he respects me but he does.
As Cameron and Dave backed away while Tyler crept to the edge of his bed to watch the match. Mike gulped in several mouthfuls of air and took off his shirt. In an instant his hair slicked back and Mike seemed to grow a cockier grin. "Alright who's the bozo I'm gonna kick to the curb?" Vito asked.
"Hey I'm gonna be doing the ass kicking here pencil neck," Duncan said with a little more malicious snarl.
"Fakes like you aren't worth shit on the streets," Vito said, flexing his biceps. Even though the lighting was the same they somehow seemed to double from what Mike already had.
"Enough talking, save your breath for the tears when I whoop your ass," Duncan snorted.
"Fine by me punkass." The two delinquents locked arms tightly and stared ferociously into each other's eyes. For a good thirty minutes both teens didn't seem to gain an inch and both sets of teeth became bars of white tightly clenched. Even as Duncan adjusted his grip Vito didn't seem to gain anything.
"How long has this been going for?" Dave asked Cameron in a whisper.
"Too long," Cameron said, fervently taking notes. "I'm running out of room on my notepad."
Vito and Duncan brought their heads closer to each other and began growling. "This is surprisingly intense," Tyler noted. "What's your strength ranking on the alters again?"
"By my notes, Chester is weaker than Mike and Svetlana, Vito has more upper body strength and Manitoba has more lower body strength. Mike is the most balanced, obviously." Cameron took his eyes off his notepad and saw the two teens bump heads accidentally.
They accidentally let go and Vito tripped over the table, hitting his head on the floor. "Consarnit!" Chester said. Frustratedly, Chester tried to stand up and only managed to hit his head on one of the beds. "Dagnabbit! Stupid beds, back in my day the wood knew who was boss."
As Chester bitched and bitched, Tyler grabbed hold of his body and threw him out the door. Stunned, Tyler looked to his teammates and hastily explained, "Mike told us to."
"That he did," Duncan said, rubbing his hand. "Here, toss him his shirt."
Duncan threw Tyler Mike's shirt. Tyler missed the toss and only caught air, to which he flailed about and fell on his bottom, just in front of the doorway. Duncan looked to Cameron and Dave and shrugged. "Shit happens," Duncan said simply. He collapsed in his bed and closed his eyes, nodding to a song only he could hear.
Confessional, Duncan
...okay, I admit it, the only reason I'm respecting a dude like Mike when I should be teasing him is because he reminds me too much of this dude from Juvy. And besides, this friendship thing is good enough for me. A certain stupid princess told me that I needed to make friends.
Confessional, Courtney
I AM NOT STUPID!
As Courtney huffed away from the confessional she turned directly into her cabin, hardly paying attention to what Zeke was carrying. Even as she heard Zeke's frantic voice through the door she resisted the temptation to open it up.
"Okay viewers, twelve hours have passed and here is who remains:
Of the rabbits we've lost Owen, Justin, Amy, Samey, and Ella, leaving behind Sadie, Katie, Heather, and Alejandro.
The Horses have only lost Mike and all his personalities meaning that Lindsay, Tyler, Zoey, Cameron, Dave, Sky, and Duncan remain.
The Doves have lost Dawn and Scott and have left behind Shawn, B, D.J, Beth, Dakota, Sam and Jasmine.
Izzy, Rodney, Scarlett, and Sugar have all left from the Birds. The birds who stayed in their nest are Eva, Leshawna, Noah, Lightning, and Brick.
Ezekiel, Geoff, and Trent have left the Giraffe's cabin, leaving behind Beardo, Cody, Ryan, Topher, Gwen, and Bridgette.
Who will be gone from the challenge next? Who will win the betting pool? Who will win the challenge in the next twelve hours? We'll find out right about now."
As Jasmine woke up from a light slumber she had to cover her ears as Chef blared a megaphone. "Okay pussywillows! Chris and the Interns are getting too damn tired waiting for you to go, this challenge will only last for twelve more hours, so we've made a rule so that no more than one person of each gender can go to sleep at a time! GET TO IT MAGGOTS!"
Rolling her eyes, Jasmine dropped her heavy bag on the floor and made it so that the other girls woke up. "So I take it you sheilas have heard the rule," Jasmine said.
"No," Beth said bluntly. She scrambled for her glasses before finally grabbing them off of a table.
"Well since the cew are all rooted then we're not supposed to sleep all at once."
"That's a dumb rule," Dakota said bluntly. "So who wants to sleep first?"
"You can take it Dakota," Beth offered. "It looks like Jasmine just woke up and I can last a little longer. Dakota rolled to sleep with an eye mask over her head and a weird whistle coming from her ears.
Confessional, Dakota
Yeah. Fucking mutation made me all weird and shit. The whistle comes after a long day but it's usually gone after three minutes.
As Topher slumbered, Ryan called over Cody and Beardo as they hesitated to stay awake. "Okay, Topher should go, correct?" Ryan asked simply.
"Correct," Cody said. "But I don't know if I want to do this. What if it doesn't work?"
"If it doesn't work then we don't throw a challenge again, but it's a gamble I'm willing to take," Ryan said.
"So what are we supposed to do?" Beardo asked.
"When Zeke gives us the signal we run out," Ryan said. "In the meantime, do you guys play any sports?"
Cody and Beardo looked at each other and shrugged. "Not my idea of a summer's day to be honest," Beardo said.
The three sat awkwardly for another fifteen minutes before they heard a faint rapping towards the bottom of the cabin's shared wall. Ryan jumped from his bunk and laid his head toward the ground. "Hey," Ryan spoke up.
"Ryan?" Bridgette asked.
"Bridgette!" Ryan said with a jolt. "Get away from the bottom. There's something stupid that's going to happen."
"...if you insist…"
"You're that willing to go with it?" Ryan asked, incredulously.
"I've had weirder shit happen to me on the show and while surfing. Is Gwen in danger or something?"
"Is she on the bottom bunk closest to this side?"
"No she's not," Bridgette explained.
"Then just head out of the way."
"Got it," Bridgette remarked. As she left, Ezekiel, under the floorboards, left a trail of apples, cabbages, onions, and sauerkraut under the floorboards, tailed by a hungry Owen and his pile of baked beans. The fat guy gorged himself on food as Ezekiel tapped the floorboards, which Ryan heard and alerted to his allies. Beardo and Cody jumped from the bed and waited with Ryan as Owen let out a small but deadly toot.
The three coughed hacking coughs and ran away with fear in their eyes and a noxious smell up their noses. They collapsed on the grass, trying their best to regain their breath. Elsewhere, under the cabin, Ezekiel fainted. "Hey little bud," Owen asked quietly. "Are you okay?" The fat boy poked Ezekiel. "Zeke?"
Confessional, Ryan
...Not the best idea in hindsight dammit…
I still smell the sauerkraut.
Anne Maria woke up from her nap to Lindsay poking her. "Hey ava! We were just waiting for you," Lindsay said. "Want to play guess why?''
"Heh, I'm done with that for now," Anne Maria said. "How about we doll each other up? We're a bunch of beauty queens so I think we can become beauty emporesses."
"Can I be the chancellor?" Lindsay asked excitedly. "And Karen can be the general and Zoobie can be the Composite Minister."
"Composite Minister?" Zoey asked, waking up. "I don't think that's something that exists."
"Oh no I think it does, this book says that Prime and Composite exist. At least according to Mister Ellis. Maybe Sky can be the Corporal of-No she can be the Chancellor! I'll be admiral Lindsay her hotness!"
"Really Lindsay?" Courtney asked. "I'm just trying to lie down and here you are yakking and yakking! And I take offence being the Chancellor!"
"Then you can be the Dick licker!"
"...what?" Courtney asked bluntly.
"The Dick Licker!" Lindsay said. "I'm gonna see if Beth wants to be part of our country too!"
Before anyone could stop her, Lindsay ran outside the cabin giggling to herself. "Well there go my plans for the night," Anne Maria said. She took a can of hairspray out of her luggage and sprayed herself. The fumes traveled through the cabin and woke up a slumbering Sky.
Sky stumbled through the cabin and floundered about. With her hands flailing she opened the door and ran out, screaming in terror. Courtney groaned internally and turned to Anne Maria with a hateful glare. "What, that's just the cost of my beauty," Anne Maria said calmly. "You could use some, your hairdo is so 2007."
Sky stumbled into the mess hall hacking and coughing. "Nice of you to join us!" Izzy said excitedly. "Who do you think is going out next?" She dropped from the ceiling with a giant wheel of information and odds on it. "Blue seventy-five!"
"Oh Darn I lost," Dawn said sadly.
"You're telling me," Ella replied. "I lost three times in a row but that is an element of a fun game."
Confessional, Izzy
The odds that I will end this game a winner are NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Dives out of the confessional cackling)
Confessional, Chef
(Holding a plank of wood and a bucket of nails) Stupid kids…
The male birds were currently on edge. Brick and Lightning stared at each other, trying not to fall asleep as they let Noah continue his slumber uninterrupted. "Push up contest?" Lightning asked.
"No can do. That is not in my schedule," Brick said calmly.
"BUT LIGHTNING NEEDS SHA PHYSICAL EXERTION!" the football jock complained. His legs twitched anxiously and he fell off his bunk, hitting his head on the floor, knocking himself out.
"Lightning and Noah are eliminated from the challenge!" Chris loudly announced.
Brick looked to his compatriots, Noah barely waking up. "Sorry did I miss something?" Noah asked bluntly. He looked to Lightning's sleeping frame and nonchalantly shrugged. "I guess the jock couldn't take it."
The soldier hid his look of contentment and watched as Noah aimlessly walked out of the room. "Godspeed sir Brick," he said placidly. The soldier looked at Lightning's prone frame and sighed. It was going to be a long night.
Gwen and Bridgette looked at each other, bored, playing yet another game of hangman. "You never really did tell me how you feel being on the same team with Geoff," Gwen said as Bridgette guessed 'Shark'.
"He and I are friends and that's all I'll ask for," Bridgette said. "Admittedly there are points where I instinctively go for his hands and that makes it awkward."
"How often have you done that?"
"Like...three times since the game started," Bridgette said, rolling her sweatshirt. "This is the first time you and Trent competed together since the Break up right?"
"That was long ago my friend," Gwen said with a small and sad smile. "We've exchanged pleasantries yet this is the first time we're really talking again."
"Wow, since when did an old soul come into my friend?" Bridgette chortled.
"I'm goth, we attract old victorian ghosts like the ghosts of Camp Wawanakwa."
"Please Gwen do not joke about the ghosts of Wawanakwa. They are restless," the two heard Dawn say. They looked around the room bewildered before they verified that Dawn was nowhere to be seen.
"...anyways it's awkward but I'm dealing with it," Bridgette said.
"If you need anything I'll be here, that's what friends are for," Gwen said warmly.
Confessional, Bridgette
Gwen is always a good friend to talk to, but I can't help but feel as though I'm lying to her. Was it something that I said? I guess I can't think of it too badly.
The rest of the competition passed by without any noteworthy events. Chris knocked on the doors of the cabins and invited them all in the mess hall to determine who was exactly the winner.
"Alright Camperoos, the winners of this past challenge are the Doves," Chris boldly announced. "They have seven of Nine members remaining. Congratulations."
The Doves cheered as Chris moved onto the losers. "Why waste time with Second and Third Place to reveal that the Giraffes and Birds only have three of their original members remaining, therefore they are both in last."
"Are we having a double elimination this early?" Topher asked worriedly.
"Hah," Chris cackled. "We aren't because our friendly neighborhood saboteur decided to save the Giraffes from Elimination today, meaning that the Birds are the ones who will lose a member of their nest."
The Giraffes cheered and the Birds groaned despairingly. "Now we'll have the elimination ceremony in an hour, hop to it," Chris said impatiently.
The campers dispersed and Rodney jogged up to Leshawna. "Gee Howdy uhh, vote off, but I want to know like you and enjoy our new time together."
"Say what now?" Leshawna asked, shocked.
"Umm beauty is yours as apricots on chest!"
"CHEST?!" Leshawna shouted.
"Oh that's it pervert," Eva said, striding up to Rodney. The massive farm boy let out a meek 'eep' and bolted away.
Confessional, Rodney
...consternations…
Confessional, Leshawna
Well I never! Harold Baby I'm alright, don't worry about me.
Elimination Ceremony
At the elimination ceremony, it seemed as though the target for some was clear however for others, they had no clue how they were going to vote.
"Welcome back to the campfire Birds, this is the third time in a row now that you will be sending someone home, again. Like every week if you are the one to not receive a marshmallow you will walk the Dock of Shame and, take the Boat of Losers and, will NEVER EVER, return to this island ever again, alright" Chris explained.
"Now onto the votes, it looks like it was pretty even here, however, the ones who did not receive any votes were, Brick, Lightning, Izzy, Lashawna and, Eva," Chris read off his note card pausing before continuing once again.
"Noah and Sugar you guys also did not receive any votes," Chris stated tossing the duo some marshmallows. That just left Rodney who was sweating profusely as he feared his run would once again come to an early demise. Scarlett on the other hand was confident in the fact that her opposition would be taking the boat tonight.
"Rodney, you have been eliminated," Chris stated simply.
"Well it's been fun everyone," Rodney smiled sheepishly, getting up from his tree stump.
"Whatever playboy," Lashawna scoffed,
"Why can't he just find a girl and stick with them," Sugar wondered, as Rodney walked away disappointed with himself.
"Who knows," Scarlett replied,
"Sha-Lighting survived another week," Lightning fist-pumped, ignoring the comments about Rodney.
"Whatever," Noah spoke, rolling his eyes at the football jock.
"Well I guess that was strike three for Rodney, anyways come back next time to see what will happen to these campers next, will Scott use his idol, will The Underdogs get their act together, will the BFFLs do anything else aside from laying low, and who is the real saboteur, is it actually Sugar, Noah, or Scarlett like the campers think, or is it someone else entirely, you will only find that out here on Total Drama Island Revived," Chris closed out the show.
Votes
Leshawna: Time for that pervert Rodney to go, the guy is making everyone trip
Rodney: I vote out Scarlett, she's literally a cute psychopath
Brick: I vote Scarlett, she doesn't deserve to be here she deserves to be in prison, more so than Duncan
Sugar: I vote for that crazy bitch Scarlett
Izzy: I vote for Rodney, I don't want him chasing after me
Eva: Why are all the crazy people on this team, I vote out Rodney
Scarlett: I vote Rodney… I've already had to deal with him for one season I'm not doing it again
Lightning: Sha-Lightning votes out Rodney
Noah: Rodney is stronger than me so it's best I vote for him and he's also pissed off every girl on our team it's one more physical threat gone.
Well that's the story again thank you for reading I'll put the teams and elimination order below after the answers to the reviews instead of who voted for who let's be honest that goes against what Total Drama is. Anyways also quick little game I have for you guys, if you are able to guess who will be eliminated next you can ask me one question about the story excluding the winner and elimination order, and if you get the winner right you can ask me anything for any of my stories or even part of the elimination order all I ask is that you don't spoil your info for the audience.
Chloe: Thank you and yes I will develop Bridgette more trust me and also I will add who is on which team
Lara2244: I will admit I did make Noah pretty suspicious but it was intentional I will be making multiple people suspicious and if you think about it whoever our saboteur is it would be easy to guess who would vote for who Brick would be the only toss up.
Lovely Luly: Thank you it has been corrected.