DISCLAIMER:
Ok, this is the first chapter of my second fic, Brunch of Delightness, I hope you enjoy it if you feel like it, please review.
Total Drama belongs to Fresh TV and its creators. Nailed it it's a property of Netflix. I don't own anything from the properties used in this fic.
Welcome to Wawanakwa – Camper's Choice
The room is a big television studio that resembles the dinner hall of Total Drama Island, only with one table instead of two and three miniature versions of Wawanakwa kitchens.
The kitchens look like a wooden table with various cooking tools and ingredients, nothing like the real kitchens on the island, the three where identical.
In front of the tables, it's a beautiful black woman of chubby build, with curly long black hair and black eyes, she is wearing a blue shirt, short green skirt, and black high heels, she smiles and looks like she is having a good time.
"Welcome to the Brunch of Delightness, the television show where we put three Total Drama campers to compete in 2 rounds of sweet culinary challenges for a prize on $10,000 dollars." Says the woman smiling, singing the last part.
"As this is our first episode, we will do a tribute to where everything started. I am your host Sylvia Sweet, and we are dropping on you the hottest new culinary show on reality TV right now!" She says pointing to the floor with both hands.
"Now let's meet our campers" Sylvia points toward a door that looks like the entrance of the dinner hall, opening it walk in three young women.
First camper Introduction
(The young woman walking at the left side is a pale girl with her black hair in a bob cut with teal highlights, she wears a black top with green short sleeves, short black skirt and black long platform boots. Over it, she wears a black apron. Her makeup is blue mascara and blue lipstick.)
"My name is Gwen, and I am Total Drama first season runner-up," said Gwen, her arms folded and a frown on her face.
"First, I want to make clear, I didn't want to be here, but they oblige me so here I am," the loner glare at the camera, "but now that I am here, I may as well try to win the prize."
The program shows a home video of Gwen in a black apron taking out from the oven a pile of black cookies on a baking pan, at her side is a young teenager, he is looking with a troubled expression at the cookies.
"I am not a baker, but sometimes I make cookies and cakes for my little brother, and if I remember right, they were not half bad, maybe I use too much artificial color, but better paint them black that burn them black," she smirks.
"I think that being an art student gives me an advantage against my opponents, I mean, they can bake better than me, but only a few campers can make something better looking than me," Gwen make a smug smile and point at herself with both hands.
"With the prize money, I want to pay a vacation for my mother, she works very hard for my brother and me and has never gone out of Canada, so I plan to pay her a cruise ship to Los Angeles," she smiles tenderly at the camera, then frown again "with the rest of the money I plan to buy painting supplies for my studies, and maybe a present for someone special."
Second camper Introduction
(The young woman walking in the middle was the taller of the three, beautiful of Asian ancestry with smooth skin, cleft chin, gray eyes, and long black hair, she wears green short shorts, dark red tank top, and sandals. Over it, she wears a tight white apron).
"I am Heather, and I am Total Drama third season winner," said Heather, smiling and looking with contempt at the camera.
"I don't know why I need to introduce myself; I don't think anyone out there doesn't know who I am." She said, raising her nose and looking down at the camera.
The program shows a home video of Heather filing her nails, as other girls are cooking for her, they take the cupcakes out of the oven and give them to her, as she tastes them, she throws some cupcakes at her faces.
"I always help my minions, sorry, I mean friends to cook for their boyfriends, making sure they don't make a fool of themselves, of course, my leadership skills and good taste always give the best results." The Queen Bee smiles proudly.
"Naturally I will win the prize, after all, there is no one more intelligent than me, these programs aren't about who can bake better, it's about strategy, time management and make something that impresses the judges, it's almost too easy," she tosses her hair.
"I am not interested in the prize money, I want to win to show everyone out there I am a great baker, no I don't want to prove it to someone in particular, the thought that my desserts are 'insípidos' is so ridiculous that make me laugh," She then makes a forced laugh.
Third camper Introduction
(The young woman walking on the right side doesn't look as confident as the other two, she had black eyes, red hair in two pigtails and wear a red tank top, pale brown leggings, high heel sandals, and a black choker. On her head she sports a pink flower, over her cloth she wears a pink frilly apron).
"My name is Zoey, and I am Total Drama fifth season winner, sorry, did it sound too conceited?" Zoey asks biting her lower lip.
"I am happy to be here, I know there are a lot of other people more capable than me, but I am sure no one is more positive, I hope I don't disappoint you." She rubs her neck and smile.
The program shows a home video of Zoey taking a baking pan out of the oven full of muffins, but when she takes them out of the pan, they fall apart, she put some crumbs in her mouth and make thumbs up to the camera.
"I have always liked baking, I decide to practice and share with my friends, well I would share with them if I had any," she chuckles, "after Total Drama, I bake more, as I made a few friends, but all of them live far away from my home." She smiles and folds her arms.
"Sincerely I am not sure I can win the prize, my baking is not that good, and I always forgot to put some ingredient or follow some step in the recipe, but if I make a mistake, I will try to improvise and compensate it with positive energy and hard work."
"If I won the prize money, I will give a part to some environmental associations, and use the rest to go on a vacation to someplace far away, I have some problems with my boyfriend and need time to think alone. Is that too selfish? Sorry about that, I didn't want to sound too entitled." She apologizes before the camera with a worried smile.
"Hello Gwen, Heather, and Zoey, you are some of the more famous faces in Total Drama history. Are you ready to make baking history?" asks Sylvia with her potent and enthusiastic voice.
"Yes!" yells Zoey as Gwen and Heather rolls her eyes.
"Hey, it's not fair, my two opponents are good friends, they will work together against me," protest Heather.
"That's not true. We are not friends anymore," said Zoey, almost crying.
"Zoey, that's not true, please let's talk after the show," Gwen looked at the red-haired girl with an apologetic stare.
"Wait, this is too good, what does the goth ball do to make you end your friendship?" Heather asked in a melodic voice, as Gwen glared at her.
"She-, She kissed Mike," Zoey began to cry, Sylvia, Heather, and the two judges jaw dropped.
"That's not true, and that's not how things happened," replied Gwen frowning and blushing.
"Remind me never let you alone with Alejandro," said Heather with a mocking smile.
Before Gwen could say something, Sylvia interrupted them.
(On Screen appear a Lower third: Sylvia Sweet - Show host and a nice person)
"Sorry about that Zoey, I am sure Gwen had her reasons, but the show must go on, you can talk things afterward," Sylvia looked tenderly at the two campers and continue with the introduction.
"Let me introduce someone that surely will cheer you up, accompanying me today as always is our main judge, the man himself, kitchen boss, expert cook, and part-time cosplayer Chef Hatchet." Sylvia winks as she presents the man on her left side.
(Chef is a huge and muscular black bald man with a mustache and a soul patch beard, dressing a yellow shirt, green pants, a white chef hat, and apron.)
(On Screen Lower third: Chef Hatchet - Cook and Cosplayer)
"I don't know why I am here, and what the hell is a cosplayer," asks frowning Chef angrily.
"Oh, Chef, you are so funny," Sylvia laughs, "and today special judge doesn't need an introduction, he is the Party Guy, The buffet terror, The first Total drama Winner, Owen," Sylvia smiles as she presents the man on her right side.
(Owen is a blond fat guy with a big smile, dressed in green bunker shorts and a white T-shirt with a blue maple leaf on his chest)
(On Screen Lower third: Owen - Total Drama First Season Winner)
"They asked me to come here to eat, this is AWESOME!" shouts Owen excitedly.
Gwen wave at Owen, Heather rolls her eyes, and Zoey smile and bow nervously.
"The winner of this round will receive a special prize, so let's begin with the first round that we called Camper's choice.
Camper's choice.
"Behind door number 1, are waiting three sweet treats for you to choose, they are more action-packed than any Rambo movie, and also are well known by our three campers, prepare yourself to make one of these, Total Drama Action Winners Cake pops."
The door with a big number one opens and shows a little version of the Total Drama aftermath stage, with three cake pops, one was the head of a mean-looking punk with a green mohawk and piercings, one of a frowning dark-skinned brunette with freckles, and the last one of a beautiful blond girl wearing a dodger blue bandana, all of them were pretty close to the real thing, full of small details.
Gwen covers her face, Heather eyes went wide, and Zoey smiles as they see what they have to bake.
"There is the sourly lemon winner Duncan cake pop, the attractive bombshell vanilla runner-up Lindsay cake pop, and the serious CIT mocha third place Courtney."
"Wasn't Beth the second season runner-up?" asked Owen with a finger on his chin, but everyone ignores him.
"It's Camper's choice people, so go and choose your cake pop," shouts Sylvia smiling.
Before Zoey or Heather could react, Gwen elbowed Heather and run to the cake pops. The queen bee recovers and runs toward the door a few seconds later, Zoey letting her pass.
In the end, Gwen takes the Lindsay cake pop, Heather the Courtney cake pop, and Zoey the Duncan one.
"Tell me, Gwen, why did you choose that cake pop?" asked Sylvia.
"Because I didn't want to choose between Duncan and Courtney, again." answered the goth, with a smirk on her face.
"Ok, you have 1 hour to replicate this, so Go, Go, Go," Sylvia shouts.
The three contestants run toward the three replicas of Chef's kitchen table, with their oven, a stand mixer, and other baking tools. Also, there is a door like the ones in the back of the trucks, which leads to the storage room where the campers can get ingredients and extra baking tools. All the campers had a PDA with the recipe to make the cake pops.
In the dinner table, Sylvia was seated at the center, Chef at her left and Owen at her right.
Judge Table
"And tell me, Chef, how would you make these action winners cake pops," Sylvia asks in a sweet voice.
"I would not make a cake pop with their ugly's mug, and what's more, I will not make cake pops at all." Chef frowned and hit the table with his fist.
"Come on Chefy, don't be like that. You are our main chef. I am sure you know how to do it." Sylvia flutters her eyelashes "also, it's in your contract," she adds, fluttering some more.
"You win, you make the cake, make the buttercream, make the cake pop, and decorate it, happy?" Chef snarls the steps and folds his arms.
"Sound delicious," Said Owen smiling with his tongue hanging.
Heather Table
"Ok, Mix the ingredients, flour, eggs, butter, chocolate, and coffee as extra ingredients, it doesn't sound hard," she mixes the ingredient on the bowl of the stand mixer except for the eggs.
Heather examines the egg a moment and hit it weakly against the table, and again, and again until she runs out of patience and smashes it splashing egg over the table and herself.
"Stupid recipe, stupid eggs, ugh," Said the queen bee furious, she then takes a second egg and using her nails crack the eggshell, putting the egg in the bowl.
"That's more like it," she smiles and then starts breaking the rest of the eggs.
Zoey Table
The redhead put the Ingredient in a bowl and began to mix them with a hand mixer instead of the stand mixer.
"Zoey, why are you not using the stand mixer?" asked Sylvia.
"I always bake with a hand mixer, I don't have a stand mixer at home, so I feel more confident," reply Zoey sheepishly.
"That little ungrateful, the advantage of the stand mixer is that you can make other things while mixing, I would kill for a stand mixer in the show," grumbles Chef as Zoey continues mixing her batter.
Gwen Table
The goth already ended making the batter, put it on the pans and into the oven, the batter being of black color.
"Ok, this is going smooth, I think chocolate cake can give me an advantage, now the next step on the recipe is 'make the buttercream,' you make the buttercream?" Gwen smile amused.
The goth put the butter and the sugar in the mixer and start it.
"At home, we always bought the buttercream already prepared; maybe I will learn something in this show after all, now I need to search for the fondant and the modeling chocolate."
Gwen goes to the storage room, and Heather goes after her, passing near her stand mixer and accidentally dropping something in Gwen's buttercream, the Queen bee smiles as she enters the storage room.
Judge Table
"Owen, you are a famous and popular reality TV veteran; how is your normal day?" asks Sylvia.
"Well Sylvia, it's pretty normal, I awake in the morning, take breakfast, then the brunch, the lunch, the afternoon tea, and the dinner, oh, and some days a midnight snack," Owen smile and drool a little.
"Owen you are too much," Sylvia laugh "I am talking your normal day besides eating."
"Oh, besides eating, after breakfast, I call my agent or my friend Noah to see if I have some new casting for a show." Owen nods seriously.
"So, you are always looking for a new Reality show to cast?" Sylvia asked.
"Not only reality shows I also work in advertisements, or as a special guest in game shows, but you already knew that," Owen laughs.
"We are so fortunate you take this kind of job; you are a great guest," Sylvia smiles, "and Chef also loves your company."
"No, I not, it's true that he is of the few that appreciates me slaving in the kitchen, but I hate him as much as the other campers." He nods frowning.
"Oh, Chef, don't be so shy," Sylvia replies rubbing his hand, Chef blushing at this.
"Hehehe, Chef's cheeks are turning red," Owen covers his mouth as he laughs.
"The only thing that will be turning red is your face if you keep making silly jokes," shout Chef, glaring at Owen, Sylvia trying to calm him.
Gwen Table
Gwen has taken the cake out of the oven and was ready to mix the cake pop, but as she tastes the buttercream, she almost throws up.
"Eww!, I can't believe I confused the sugar with the salt," she looks sick and throws the buttercream into the trash bin.
"I am almost out of time, I have to try to make a new batch of buttercream, and design the face of Lindsay while it mixes."
Heather takes out her cake of the oven and smiles mischievously as Gwen wastes time.
Zoey Table
"Why? Heather and Gwen's cakes are already baked, but mine it's still on the oven," Zoey stare worried at the toothpick, dirty with batter, that she stuck on her cake a moment ago.
"Ok Zoey, don't cry; you can still do it, I can begin making the details of Duncan's head," Zoey takes the chocolate and tries to knead it.
"Oh, it's harder than it looks," The redhead put more strength, but the chocolate doesn't budge.
"Fine, if you want to play hard, so be it," Zoey, stand on her tiptoes and with both hands, puts all her strength on the chocolate, with her tongue sticking out, at last, the chocolate began to become softer.
"What the hell is she doing?" asked Chef arching an eyebrow.
"It looks like the modeling chocolate is as hard as tasty," replies Owen.
"Yep, it's hard, but you can use a roller to make it softer, remember use powder sugar or corn starch to prevent it from sticking," Chef looked furious at Zoey. "Why does that chick always go for the hardest way to do anything?"
"Wow, Chef, you sound like a real chef," Owen said, amazed.
"I AM A REAL CHEF!" Answers Chef, the veins on his neck are pulsing.
Heather Table
Heather is hitting her pan against the table; her cake stuck on it.
"Why the stupid cake is not coming out!" Heather hit it with all her strength against the table, almost breaking the pan, at last, a part of her cake came out.
"Great, now the cake is all broken, well I need to mix it with the buttercream, so at least I don't need it in one piece." She shrugged and put the chunks of cake into a bowl.
The Queen bee began to mix the bowl with her hands, the batter soiling her nails.
"Baking is so dirty, I understand why people pay patisserie to make this work," Heather looks to Courtney cake pop, pondering how big she needs to make her cake pop.
Judge Table
"There are only 5 minutes campers, so start making the final touches," Shouts Sylvia while looking at the clock.
"It's impossible to make those in 1 hour, but it's pretty funny to see them suffering while trying." Chef laughs.
"Yes, and also they look delicious," Owen began to drool looking at the cake pops
"Wait, we don't have to taste them, do we?" Chef looks with wide eyes at Sylvia.
"Hahaha, Chef, you are fantastic," laughs Sylvia, "of course we taste them; it's a baking show."
"But these amateurs could poison us, only watch at the goth, I am sure she already killed someone before," said the chef pointing at Gwen.
"Hahaha," Sylvia cry a little as she laughs, "Oh, Chef, you are the one killing me."
Chef looks concerned at her and then shakes his head, as Owen also laughs, not sure why he is laughing.
Zoey Table – 5 minutes
"At last my cake is ready, now I need to make the cake pop, but I don't have enough time to wait for the cake to cool down," She gets out the cake of the pan, and start thinking.
"Ok, I will cool the cake with buttercream and mix it with a spoon until I can do it with my hands. Great idea Zoey," she congratulates herself and starts to make the cake pop batter.
"If I can work fast enough, I will have enough time to dip it in the chocolate and join together all the face parts."
Heather Table – 5 minutes
"Ok, it's not looking exactly like her, but her uptight expression and round head are similar enough," The queen bee admires her cake pop proudly.
She then looks again at the original one, her confident expression change into an angry one after watching carefully at the original Courtney cake pop.
"The cake pop version of that snob also had freckles; she had to be a pain in the ass even when she is not here," Heather goes into the storage room to find for something to make the freckles, her time running out.
Gwen Table – 5 minutes
"Ok I make the cake pop, and I will dip it in white chocolate, with this I don't have to use fondant to make the head." Gwen looks pleased with her cake pop.
"Now it's time to end the details and put Lindsay together," Gwen look at her table where little pieces of Lindsay's face, made from chocolate and fondant, were displayed.
"Hmm, may as well as I am making a Lindsay, improve her a little, I mean, I have enough time," a smirk appears in the goth face, and she began to make the final touches to her creation.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1. You're done." Shouts Sylvia at the three campers, the three-putting a big glass cloche to not show their cake pop until judged.
Camper's choice first camper: Gwen's Lindsay Cake pop.
Sylvia, Chef, and Owen walk to the first camper which is Gwen, the goth is frowning with her arms folded,
"Ok, Gwen, you have to reproduce the Action season runner up Lindsay; show us what you make." Said Sylvia in her melodic voice.
"I still believe the runner up was Beth," replies Owen, and again all the presents ignore him.
Gwen takes the cloche and reveals her cake pop.
"Delight your eyes on this," Gwen said in an unemotional voice.
Gwen cake pop looked like Lindsay, with a rounder face, her skin pure white, black lips, black eyes shadows, her hair has blond and black, and a black bandana. It was pretty well done.
"Doesn't she have to said 'Nail-'AUCH!" Owen was interrupted by Sylvia; the host quickly elbowed the party guy with an alarming expression on her face.
"Please don't say that, we could be sued," whispered Sylvia to Owen.
"What the hell is this?" asked Chef frowning.
"My Lindsay cake pop, I think I could make something more interesting than her classic cheerleader style," Gwen smirk.
"Wow, It's pretty well done, I am impressed," said Sylvia excited
"Yes, and it looks delicious," said Owen.
"But it doesn't look like the dumb blond," Chef Protested.
"Don't be so harsh, Chefy, now let's taste it," defend her Sylvia.
"Hehehe, my favorite part," Owen lends toward the cake pop drooling.
"Remember Owen, all three of us must take a bite, not only you," said Sylvia with her melodic voice.
The three judges taste the cake pop.
"It's delicious, I love chocolate," said Owen
"hmm, Is fine, I like the consistency, but did you make a chocolate cake?" asked Sylvia.
"Yes, I prefer the black chocolate cake, and I could make it tastier than the vanilla one," answers Gwen.
"But the damned recipe said vanilla! and you made a chocolate cake covered in chocolate; it's too sweet," Chef shouted putting the stick of the cake pop on the table.
"Sorry, but it tasted good, right?" Gwen steps back at the outburst of Chef.
"Yes, it tasted great, but we have to see other campers, goodbye, Gwen," Sylvia waves.
Owen and Sylvia went marching happily to the next camper, and Chef follows them after them shaking his head.
Camper's choice second camper: Heather's Courtney Cake pop.
The three judges arrive at the table of the second camper. Heather is looking at the trio with contempt and a smug smile.
"Heather, the cake pop you have to make was the fans favorite C.I.T. and Total Drama Action third place Courtney, show us what you do." Said Sylvia.
"I believe that in Total Drama Action I was 3rd place and Courtney was 4th," said nervously, Owen tapping his fingers together, but again everyone ignores him.
Heather takes the cloche and shows her cake pop.
"Delight your eyes on this." She said in an arrogant tone.
Heather cake pop looked like a person, it was chocolate color, and the fondant hair was exactly like Courtney's hair, but the face didn't look like the C.I.T. and had chocolate chips under her eyes and on her nose.
"Hahaha, Oh my God, your cake pop looks so angry," laughed Sylvia, looking at the exaggerated frown on the cake pop face.
"It looks like my Mom's sister, who I hated," said Chef.
"But the hair is so well done," complimented Sylvia.
"Yes, and it looks delicious," said Owen.
"Thanks," The queen bee toss her hair "I loved to watch Courtney's beautiful hair some time ago."
"That sounds creepy, and in a lot of ways," Chef said.
"Well, let's try your delicious Courtney," Sylvia takes the cake pop, and the three judges taste it.
"It's delicious, I love the chocolate-coffee," said Owen
"Hmm, not bad, you don't use too much buttercream, but you let it cool after dip it in chocolate, so it's crunchy." Said Sylvia.
"Thanks, unlike my opponents, I make everything fine at the first try, so of course, the result is better." Heather beamed at the compliment.
"Still you could use more sugar in the buttercream, it's a little insípido," Chef was still chewing the cake pop.
"What?" Heather stomp her foot against the floor, glaring at Chef.
"It means tasteless; it could be a little sweeter," Chef explains while touching a chocolate chip from the cake pop.
"I know what insípido means, and my cake pop wasn't," reply the queen stomping her foot once more.
"But the choco chips idea as freckles was a good one, the sweetness of the choco chips compensate the tasteless buttercream, you at least had half a brain," Chef smiles and glare at her too.
"Well It was a good treat, thanks Heather, we have one last camper to visit," Sylvia wave at the still fuming Heather.
Owen and Sylvia go again, marching happily to the next camper, and Chef goes slowly after them licking his thumb.
Camper's choice third camper: Zoey's Duncan Cake pop.
Sylvia, Chef, and Owen stop marching in front of Zoey table, the redhead is timidly smiling, cleaning her hands in the apron.
"Zoey, you are the last one, and you have to reproduce the Total Drama Action winner Duncan. So, show us what you make." Sylvia said in her melodic voice.
Zoey takes the cloche and reveals her cake pop.
"De-Delight your eyes on this." She told her voice trembling.
The cake pop resembles Duncan, but melting, like the witch in the wizard of Oz, his green mohawk running over his face, and his eyes and nose dripping.
"Oh, my goodness, hahaha," Sylvia laughs, "Sorry for laughing, but it looks like someone melted his face."
"I don't know what happened, I begin to join the parts, and they began to melt," Zoey bit her finger.
"You idiot, you put the fondant and the chocolate when the cake was warmth, so it melts the chocolate dip and the rest of the details, you must cool it before adding the details!" Chef shout.
"Sorry," Zoey lower her head.
"Well, it looks delicious anyway," replies Owen.
"Owen, you always said it looks delicious," Sylvia teased.
"But it is because they all look delicious, hehehe," Owen grinned and rubbed his neck.
"Ok, let's taste it," Sylvia carefully take the Duncan Cake pop.
The three judges taste the cake pop.
"Not bad, but a little gooey," Sylvia said.
"It's delicious, I love gooey," said Owen
"You use too much buttercream, so it's soft, why the hell you use so much?" Chef asked
"The cake was too hot, so I use a lot of buttercream to cool it," reply Zoey sheepishly.
"It was hot because you use too much time with that damn hand mixer, you dumbhead, you had a stand mixer USE the freaking stand mixer." Chef pointed the stand mixer with his arm.
"But I never use it before," Zoey answered, looking chef at the eyes.
"So what? learn to use it; you are not as dumb as you look." Chef fold his arms
"Chefy is right, you need to believe more in yourself, you are brave and a season winner, you can do anything you propose." Sylvia smile at the Indie chick.
"You are right; I can do better, thanks to Sylvia," Zoey smile, the words of the host resounding in her.
Camper's choice: winner of the first round.
The three judges were together and in front of the three campers.
"Chef, can you announce the winner of the first round?" Sylvia smile and pats Chef in the back.
"I have to say it has a hard decision; they were all terrible, but Owen, like every one of them, not much of a culinary judge if you give a perfect score to everything." Chef glare at Owen.
"Hehehe, sorry about that, but they all were delicious," Owen answers, smiling.
"Say delicious one more time, and it will the last thing you say, fat boy," Chef glared at Owen. The Party guy hides behind Sylvia.
"As I was saying, it was hard because all of you suck, but one of you suck less, and actually knew how to follow a freaking recipe," Chef face at the three campers, they looked bored, defiant and nervous.
"So, the winner of the Camper's choice round is…"
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"Heather."
"Yes, Yes, Yes." Heather jumped, "Who said I couldn't bake, Eh!"
"Owen, tell her what her special prize is," Sylvia smiling turn toward at the Party Guy.
"Yes Sylvia, it's a 3 days and 2 nights trip for two to the beautiful city of Calgary in Alberta, staying in a 4 stars resort, with a free visit to Drumheller, you will be the envy of all your friends," Owen announces the prize excitedly.
"Wow, what a great prize, Calgary," said Gwen mockingly.
"Well, it can be romantic, and Calgary is not so bad," said Zoey trying to cheer Heather.
But the Queen Bee wasn't angry; she instead seems lost in her thoughts.
"You know something, it's not that bad. I like the prize," she shrugs "I hope at least the hotel room has a jacuzzi." She tosses her hair.
"And to show everyone you are the one to beat, you will be wearing this beautiful Chef Hatchet Chef hat," Sylvia kindly smiles as she lifts the hat.
The eyes of the three campers went wide, and Gwen burst in laughter, the hat was a white chef hat, but the hole was a Chef head made of cloth with his mouth open, so the hat looks like wearing a Chef's head biting your head.
"What the hell is that?" Asked Chef, also surprised.
"It's the Chef's chef hat," Said Sylvia smiling in her melodic voice.
"I will not wear that, never," Heather stomp her foot on the ground, as Zoey began to chuckle, and Gwen falls to the ground laughing.
"But you must, is part of the show, come on Heather." Sylvia looks at her with puppy eyes.
Heather, at last, wear the hat, and now look like she has Chef Hatchet's head biting her head.
"And you goth ball stop laughing," Heather glare at Gwen, who has tears falling for laughing too much.
"You look great, Heather," said Owen trying to contain his laughter.
"Well, campers, let's go to see what is in door number 2," Sylvia says and walks to the next door.
"I don't know why, but I am not looking forward to this," said Chef as he follows Owen and Sylvia.
Author notes:
Who will gonna win the second round? And what treat will they have to bake? You will have to wait to find out.
This fanfic series is based on a baking program of Netflix called Nailed it, I love the program and while watching, I think, 'What if Total drama make a program like this' and this is the result. If you like baking programs, give Nailed it a chance, it pretty funny.
As always, thanks for reading and I hope you like it.