DISCLAIMER:
Ok, this is the second chapter of my second fic, Brunch of Delightness, I hope you enjoy it. Who will win the prize?
Total Drama belongs to Fresh TV and its creators. Nailed It belongs to Netflix. I don't own anything from the properties used in this fic.
Welcome to Wawanakwa – Delightness or Disgustness?
In the room, Sylvia, the host, is with Owen and Chef at her sides, in front of them are Gwen, Zoey, and Heather. The last one wearing and horrible chef hat that looks like Chef's head biting her head.
"Welcome to door number 2, forget the last round because we are beginning from scratch, this round is called Delightness or Disgustness, here you will have to replicate a beautiful and extravagant dessert, Owen?" Sylvia explains in her melodic voice and looks toward the party guy.
"Hehehe, this gonna be awesome, this cake is not only tasty but also will bring back a lot of great memories for all of us. Well, maybe not so great." Owen laughs nervously. "From the depths of the lake with the same name we bring to you…"
A drum roll began as the door number two opens, then the sound is replaced by 'I wanna be famous' the opening song of Total Drama series, and reveal a reproduction of the original island where most seasons were recorded.
"The Wawanakwa Island Cake!" announce Owen triumphantly.
Gwen rolls her eyes annoyed, Heather glared at it, and Zoey smile and laugh nervously at the elaborate cake in front of them, that is a 3D map of the island that was in Muskoka.
"Chef, would you explain the campers about this wonderful cake?" Sylvia looks at him, smiling as always.
"I have to?" asks Chef rather coldly.
"It's on your contract," Sylvia winks at him.
"Fine, listen maggots, this is a multiple layer cake carved to look like the damn island, only the one thousand foot mountains and the forest are made of cake, the rest of the island is rice cereal treats, covered in fondant," Chef talk quickly and in a more martial tone.
"Also, you have to make all the details," Said Sylvia, continuing Chef's explanation, "the two cabins, the outhouse, the campfire pit, the dock of shame, and of course, the main lodge where the dining hall was located. Last but not least, look at the Chef and Chris McLean figures standing in the middle of the camp, all the details are made of fondant and modeling chocolate. You have 2:00 full hours to make this cake." the host smile as she ends the explanation.
"Are you crazy, this is impossible even without the 2-hour limit." Heather protest stomping her foot.
"I hate to agree with Heather, but this time she is right." Gwen frowns and points Heather with her thumb.
"Don't worry campers, this round we will give you some help, every one of you has an Emergency button on your tables, press it and Chef will go and help you for 3 full minutes," Sylvia nods happily as she announces the help to the campers, Heather and Gwen only rolls her eyes again, but Zoey put her finger in her cheek, considering if calling Chef would be useful or not.
"And Zoey, because we see that you were the one that had more problems in the last round, we give you an extra button, the brunch of disgustingness button. Press it, and your rivals will have to stop cooking and eat some nasty plate prepared by our chefs before they can go back," Sylvia looks toward Zoey with an impish smile.
"That's unfair," Heather glare at Zoey.
"It's fair, and now are you ready? if not, we don't care! it's Delightness or Disgutness, and your 2 hours, beginning now!" Sylvia said in a cheerful tone and throws her hand into the air.
Owen, Sylvia, and Chef sit at the judge's table as the three campers run into their kitchens and start the challenge.
Gwen table
"I will not commit the same mistakes that I did in the last round, I will go by the recipe and only improvise where I really can," said the goth reading intensely at the recipe.
"I need to make at least 5 stacked cakes, but the recipe didn't say which flavor, so I will make a mix of vanilla and chocolate. Also, I will mix some chocolate powder in the buttercream as a secret ingredient to win the taste part of the challenge."
Gwen take 5 pans from the storage room, but stop a moment to examine a big and menacing knife, she lifts it and sees her reflection on the blade, she smiles, taking it with her.
"Gwen, I hope you didn't take that knife to kill any contestant, is against the rules," said Sylvia in a joyous tone.
"What about stabbing judges?" Gwen smirks as she 'joked,' but her gaze was quite serious.
"It's also against the rules stab anyone. The only exception is the special judges," answers Sylvia, nodding.
"WHAT?" asks Owen with a terrified expression on his face.
"Hahaha, it's a joke Owen, I am almost sure that stab the special judge is also against the rules," Owen, Chef, Gwen and Sylvia laugh, but Owen clean the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.
Zoey table
"Ok, Stand mixer, I don't like you, and you don't like me, but we need to work together if I want to win this round, so help me, ok?" Zoey then begins to put the wet ingredients inside the bowl, and start the mixer "that's it, you are a good Stand mixer."
"Is the Indie chick talking with the mixer?" asked Chef looking at Zoey.
"It looks like, and by how they are talking, maybe they are already friends," joke Sylvia amused by Zoey antics.
"I think the problem is not talking to it, it's when they talk back," said Owen, making Sylvia and Chef laugh.
"That's right, take it easy, we still have a lot of work to do, but you are a good girl, so work with me, one batch of batter at a time, right?" Zoey keeps talking at the stand mixer, ignoring the curious gaze of the judges.
"How does she know that the mixer is a girl?" Chef asked in an annoyed tone.
"Come on Chefy, give her a break; look how happy she looks." Sylvia defends the Indie chick.
"Yes, also it doesn't look that bad, my ex Izzy used to say that her stand mixer had quite a foul mouth," Owen was the only one that laughs at that 'joke.'
Heather table
"I win the first round, but I can't be overconfident, that cake looks hard to make, and I need all the advantage I can get since the beginning, so…".
Heather presses the Emergency button. The studio fills with the sound of an alarm.
"We have an Emergency call Chef, I repeat Emergency call," Sylvia joyfully said as she feigns being alarmed.
Chef stands up and goes to Heather's kitchen dragging his feet.
"What do you want?" asked Chef in a loud voice.
"Crack those eggs and put 3 of them in each of those bowls," Heather ordered as she keeps measuring the cake mix.
"What?" Chef said, the vein on his temple pulsating.
"Don't waste time, it's only 3 minutes, break those eggs," Heather glared a moment and went back to measure.
"I only have to give you advice; I am not your freaking maid," answered Chef folding his arms.
"They said you will help, and you will help, so stop wasting time," Heather toss his hair and look at him with contempt.
Chef took the eggs and began to break them, he finished with 20 seconds left.
"Well done, now before you go, how can I avoid my cakes getting stuck in the pan?" asked Heather pretty quickly.
"What? You need something else?" Chef regrets not slowing down while breaking those eggs to consume the 3 minutes.
"Yes, my cake got stuck in the first round, and I need to avoid it happens again, so tell me." Heather dislikes Chef, but she needs to squeeze all the help she could in 3 minutes.
"Grease the pan with butter and flour," Chef rolls his eyes "You are such a damn amateur."
"Chef time done, come back," Sylvia shout as the 3 minutes run out.
"Thanks, Chef," said Heather in a mocking tone as the big man goes back to his seat.
"We have to clarify the damn rules for the next episode," Chef said furiously to Sylvia as he sits at the judges' table.
Judges table
"Owen, I am one of your fans, every time I see you in any show I have to cheer for you, it was such a shame that you were eliminated on Indonesia during the Ridonculous Race," Sylvia said to Owen, with a sad smile.
"Hehehe, thank you, Sylvia, I am also a big fan of your work," Owen smile and rub his neck.
"But tell me, of all those reality shows you have participate, what was your favorite?" Sylvia asked, leaning toward the party boy.
"Of course it's Total Drama," Owen answers without thinking with a big smile on his face.
"That's a freaking lie," Chef said in a loud voice frowning.
"Wow, I don't think Owen is lying, but I am also surprised by your answer, dear, care to explain it to us?" Sylvia makes a quizzical smile and looks at the party guy.
"No problem, it was the first show I compete, it was awesome and fun, I met a lot of my friends there, and also was the show that opened the door of my TV professional career," Owen laughs and smile.
"It had its bad moments, but the show made me what I am today, so I want to use this opportunity to thank everyone out there who make Total Drama possible," Owen clean a tear running his cheek. "Thank you, guys, you are awesome."
"Owen, that was beautiful; let me hug you," Sylvia hugs Owen, and both cry a bit, as Chef looks annoyed to the camera.
"We have a baking show here, remember?" Chef interrupts them, annoyed, but also clean a tear running down his cheek.
Gwen Table
"Now that I have all my cakes in the oven, I need to start making the buttercream, it needs lots of it, so better start now," Gwen put the butter and the sugar in the bowl, with some dark chocolate powder and began to make the buttercream.
"Good, while it mixes I can start modeling Chris and Chef, this time I will not improve anyone, I will make them as ugly as they are," Gwen chuckles and began to shape the rice cereal to make what will be Chris' body.
"They could ask us to make someone better looking, like Trent, or Duncan, or Justin, but no, we have to make Chris obnoxious mug," Gwen began to pound the cereal, and in a moment, she had already the general shape of Chris.
"Now, I cover it with the modeling chocolate, hehehe, figure it, just when I thought that the modeling classes would never be useful for a painter." The goth began to cover the rice treat skillfully.
Heather Table
The queen bee also had all her cakes in the oven, but instead of making the details, she began to work with the fondant she will need to make the general outline of the island.
But Heather also think winning not only with skills but also with mind games.
"How is everything going, boyfriend kisser?" asked Heather to Gwen aloud.
"That's rich coming from you, Heather," snarl Gwen, hurt by the unexpected question.
"You are still hurt about that, poor baby." Heather mock the goth.
Gwen glared at Heather, but continue working on modeling Chris.
Heather then walks toward the storage room, 'accidentally' spilling some cooking oil behind Zoey.
Zoey Table
The red-haired girl was working hard on her buttercream, she has learned quite well how to work with the stand mixer, and her decorations were going quite well.
She went to the oven to check her cakes, and slip with the oil, falling on her butt, she tries to grab at the table but instead grab one of her completed cabins and crush it, knocking to the floor the rest of the details she had been making for the cake.
Heather from the storage room smile mischievously, it would be better if she fell while carrying her cakes, but this was as good too.
Sylvia and Owen stand up to look if she was ok, Zoey was on the ground, looking the oil spilled on the floor and the remains of her chocolate cabin, she was about to cry, and then something snap inside her.
Zoey takes the chocolate on her hand and paints lines under her eyes; she stands up with a cold glare that made Owen and Sylvia stand back.
She was now Commando Zoey (baker edition), in a swift moment, the redhead punches the brunch of disgustingness button, pressing and breaking it at the same time.
Sylvia returned to her seat and whispered to Chef, "We need to change the rules about how campers can interact with each other for future episodes." The black judge nods while massaging his temple
Brunch of Disgustingness Button
"Ok, campers, now Gwen and Heather had to stop cooking and participate in this mini-challenge after you finish it, you can go back and continue baking," Sylvia said in her melodic voice, as Gwen and Heather sit at an individual table at the other side of the kitchens.
"You should end the special plate our cooking staff had kindly prepared for you, or you cannot continue baking," As Sylvia talk, in front of Gwen and Heather, the staff put two plates covered with metal cloches.
Gwen looked with a bored expression at the plate while Heater throws a glare toward Zoey, that continue baking.
"If you feel like throwing up, please use the special buckets we had prepared for you, and also remember that this is a baking show, so the images of you using the buckets will not air in the final cut," Sylvia winked as the two campers gaze became focused in the plate in front of them.
"And now today Brunch plate is a classic of Wakanakwa, pizza with living grasshoppers, jellyfish sauce and live anchovies. Bon appétit!" Sylvia then looked away as the staff revealed three slices of the disgusting pizza that each of the campers needs to eat.
Gwen and Heather have a nasty déjà vu as they saw the pizza, and while Heather doubt, Gwen began to eat in big bites, she looked sick but forced herself to swallow it.
Heather take the slice, and her pupils became smaller as she looks the anchovy still jumping on it, taking a deep breath she bites the pizza, swallowing the whole fish.
Gwen was the first one to finish her three slices, with a green color on her face, she returns to her kitchen, Heather take one more minute to end her 3rd slice, she looks sickly, and take the bucket, but at the end, she endures her nausea and returns to her kitchen.
Sylvia returned to her seat, a little sick of the idea of the challenge (she didn't watch it, as she feared to throw up).
"Next episodes, I would prefer if you take care of that button," whispered Sylvia to Chef, that eagerly nodded at the idea.
Zoey Table
Zoey was piling her cakes with a stern and cold expression that looked weird in the usually sweet but nervous redhead.
"I don't have more cake, so it's better to begin covering the cake with the fondant." Zoey then put various sticks green fondant and began to knead them.
"That idiot is not using her roller, it would be a lot easier to knead the fondant than with her bare hands," said the Chef as he looks toward Zoey.
"But look how fast she is kneading and rolling the fondant with only her hands," Sylvia observed.
"Yes, is amazing and also scary," Owen, with wide eyes look as Zoey put one piece of rolled fondant after another over her cake.
"Yes, but she not sculpted the cakes, so she will need a lot more fondant, and that will cost her time," Chef said, almost mumbling to himself. "It's a shame if she could focus all that energy, she would win easily."
Gwen Table
"Ufff, I came just in time to save my cakes before they overcook; now it's time to pile them," Gwen began to pile her cakes, putting a layer of black buttercream between each one.
As Gwen ended piling the cakes in what will be the mountain and forest, she stops for a moment and smiles.
"Now the part I was waiting for," Gwen took the knife and began to cut her cakes.
Seen from afar, it looked like Gwen was slashing the cake randomly, but the slices and cuts where always after she checks at the original, and with each one, the mountain began to take more and more the look of the one thousand feet mountain.
As she ended slicing the cake, she smirks and nods at her well-done work, but something in her gaze and the form she used the knife give goosebumps to Sylvia and Owen.
Unknown to the goth, the judges were not the only ones looking at her.
Heather Table
"That crazy redhead, thanks to her I left my cakes a lot longer in the oven, luckily they didn't burn," The Queen bee glared at Zoey, but then began to observe Gwen.
Heather smile, Gwen in the past round, looked like an amateur baker, but now she was doing some interesting things, like putting buttercream between the layers of cake and sculpting the cake.
"Good artist copy; great artist steal," Heather said and then began to copy Gwen, but she wasn't as good with the knife as the goth; nevertheless, her Wawanakwa looked good.
"Almost too easy," Heather smiled and began to knead her fondant sticks.
Judge Table
"And tell me, Owen, What's your favorite food?" Asked Sylvia to Owen with a quizzical smile.
"Hehehe. That's a difficult question," Owen laughs and then rubs his chin, thinking, "Hmm, I would say that delicious food is my favorite." Owen smiles and drools after his answer.
"Really, that's your answer?" Chef said, looking quite annoyed by the party boy.
"Yes, pretty sure," Owen nods, ignoring the menacing tone in chef question.
"What a coincidence, delicious food is also my favorite kind of food!" Answered Sylvia smiling at the fat guy. "and look at what we have here!"
Sylvia take from below the table a plate with some cold cuts (ham and salami), cheese and bread, with a bottle of wine
"Awesome! thanks, Sylvia," Owen began to eat the entrée as Chef talked to the host.
"Do you think it's a good idea to eat before judging on a baking contest?" asked Chef frowning angrily as usual.
"Don't be a killjoy Chefy, take a glass of wine," Sylvia winks, "a little food whets your appetite, also look how happy Owen is."
Owen was eating pretty fast the meat and the cheese, taking big bites that an average person wouldn't take.
"Doesn't it warm your heart?" Sylvia looks kindly at Chef.
"Honestly not, quite the opposite, I want to punch him in the face," Chef then cracks his knuckles.
"Oh, Chef, you are so funny," Sylvia keeps laughing as Owen watches Chef nervously as he keeps cracking his knuckles.
"By the way, Campers, there is only 10 minutes left, so please began to make the final touches to your cakes." Shout Sylvia in her melodic voice, ignoring the drama between Chef and Owen.
Heather Table – 10 minutes
"What? Only ten minutes, and I can't knead this stupid fondant," Heather try to knead the sticks, but she couldn't because she doesn't want to get her nails dirtier.
"Well if I can't use fondant, there must be another way to make my island green," Heather began to examine the kitchen and then she found it.
"An airbrush, it looks like lady luck it's still on my side," she then sprays a green cloud into the air.
"It works just like the one I use at home," Heather makes a wicked smile and begins to work on her cake, she still needs to do add the details on the island and the time was almost over.
Zoey Table – 10 minutes
"It isn't working as well as I hope," Zoey look at her cake and the details, she had been working a lot, but something was missing.
The redhead cleans her cheeks, and stop frowning, looking again as the usual Zoey.
"It's true I make them quick and are pretty well done, but they don't have love in them, I let the stress go to my head," she makes a silly smile and hit her head softly with her fist.
"Well Zoey, you are here to have fun, and there is still 10 minutes on the clock, I can improve everything and give it a warmer feeling," she then takes more modeling chocolate and begins to work on some of her details.
"I am sure that touching the judge's heart will also touch their stomach," Zoey began to work quickly, maybe it will not be the best of the three cake, but nonetheless it will be her best cake.
Gwen Table – 10 minutes
"I have to begin thinking out of the box, there is almost no time, so to complete the details, I need to improvise." Gwen went to the storage room and began to check the shelves.
"Crackers, some chocolate bars, and also some gummy fishes, and some sticks of fondant," she takes everything and returns to her table.
"There is almost no time, so I better start working" She pounds the crackers with the butt of her knife.
"Sylvia, can I take this knife home after the show as a souvenir?" asked the Goth smirking.
"Only if you win," Sylvia winked at the Goth.
"Ok, 10,000 dollars and a knife, that's motivation," Gwen then continue to work on her preparations.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1. You're done." Shouts Sylvia at the campers, the three lift their screens in front of the islands, Gwen with a smirk on her face, Heather with some green paint on her apron and Zoey with chocolate on her nose.
Delightness or Disgustness first camper: Gwen Wawanakwa cake.
Sylvia, Owen, and Chef are in front of the screen covering Gwen's cake; she had her hands on her hips and a smirk on her face.
"Gwen, you had to reproduce this wonderful island cake, let's see what you make," Sylvia announce on her melodic voice
"Delight your eyes on this." She said in a neutral voice.
Gwen screen goes down and reveals her cake, Owen and Sylvia's eyes went wide and both smiled, as Chef only snicker.
The cake looked a lot like the original island, the shape was the same, and it was covered in green fondant, the forest also seems ok, but she didn't end covering the rice treat on the sea surrounding the island.
The details were there, the cabins, the campfire pit, she didn't end the dock of shame, so made it of chocolate sticks, and the sand of the beach was made of crumbs. She even made a chocolate figure that resembles Chef with a knife over a figure that resembles Chris on the floor.
"Wow, it looks pretty good," Sylvia said, examining the details.
"It looks awesome," Owen said joyfully.
"It would be better if you cover the rice, leaving it like that give the impression you didn't care, also is Chris dead?" Chef looks at it, arching an eyebrow.
"Sorry, it's only badly injured," Gwen smile and shrugs.
"You should love the island to make such a great job," Sylvia joins her hands and make a big smile.
"Nope, quite the opposite, I hate that hellhole with every fiber of my being, and it's a shame it sank on the lake because now I can't make a graveyard over it," Gwen looks at Sylvia with a serious look and return her smile.
"Dear, if you joke with such a face, someone would believe you are being serious." She then winked and laugh at Gwen's 'joke.'
"Can we taste it? it looks quite tasty, even the fishes," said Owen looking at the gummies.
"They are sharks," Gwen correct him.
"Hehe, I like the idea of eating sharks instead of they eating me," Owen laughed.
"Sorry, Owen, we first look at the three cakes and taste them later," Sylvia tells the big guy that drops his shoulders saddened. "Thanks, Gwen, we have other islands to see."
The three judges walk away from Gwen and to the next camper.
Delightness or Disgustness second camper: Heather Wawanakwa cake.
Heather is with her arms folded and looks with bedrooms eyes at the judges as they go in front of her screen.
"Heather, we already see one Wawanakwa cake, let's see what you make," Sylvia said joyfully.
"Delight your eyes on this." Heather's voice sounds a mix of excitement and arrogance.
As the Queen bee screen descend, Sylvia covers her mouth smiling, as Owen again stands with wide eyes and Chef smirk as he rubs his chin.
The island cake looked similar to the original, the mountain was smaller as she cut too much cake, but it was all colored, the sea in white and blue patterns, the mountain in grass pattern, the beach in a sand pattern, a strange stickman made of marshmallow and painted in chef colors was standing in front of the dining hall (which was the only building).
"It's so colorful and lively, I am truly surprised," Sylvia still looked amazed by the cake.
"It looks awesome," Owen said, surprised.
"Where did you learn to use the airbrush like that? It's impossible this is your first time using an airbrush." Chef looks at the details of the mountain.
"You have a pretty good eye, Chef, yes I use an airbrush at home to put my makeup, it's quite handy once you learn how to use it," a triumphant smile appear on her face.
"But you should have covered the cake on buttercream or fondant before painting it, it would give it a more realistic look," Chef said as he moves away from the cake.
"Anyway, it looks awesome and delicious, I also want to taste this cake," Owen smile and giggles.
"But I miss the details, more cabins, or the campfire pit, or even Chris, your Chef look so lonely," Sylvia adds watching at Heather's island.
"A Chris, I think my Chef kill him and hide the corpse," Heather smile and shrugs.
"You kids are all so funny," Sylvia laughs "Thank you, Heather, we have one more island to visit, Bye."
The Queen Bee wave as the three judges go away, then stick her tongue out to Gwen, who was facing at her direction, the goth reply sticking her tongue out.
Delightness or Disgustness third camper: Zoey Wawanakwa cake.
Sylvia, Chef, and Owen stand in front of the screen in the third table, Zoey was waiting with a big smile on her face
"Zoey! you look pretty happy, girl," Sylvia cheer Zoey that also laughs.
"Thanks, Sylvia. I feel great," Zoey answers with a big smile on her face.
"I am so glad, you look better smiling," Sylvia replies. "Now, let's see your Wawanakwa cake."
"Delight your eyes on this," Zoey said in an excited voice
The screen goes down and shows the third cake, a little chuckle escape from Sylvia and Owen, as Chef rolls his eyes.
The island cake was a square island, the mountain, and the forest looked like a ladder made of 5 gigantic green steps, the sea was all blue, but you can see the fingerprints and some cake mix/powder sugar that sticks while rolling the fondant.
But the details over the island were pretty good, the cabins were there, the dining lodge, the campfire pit, even there was a little catapult on the dock of shame. Also, the chocolate double of Chef was big, as big as the cabins, and looked pretty happy.
"Hahaha, sorry I laugh, but it is pretty funny, I love it." Sylvia smile and began to look at the chocolate Chef.
"The mountains look yummier than the other islands, but should be harder to climb," Owen said, thinking how he would go up that square mountain.
"You dimwit," Chef ignored Owen and shout at Zoey "you were so focused on covering all the cake with the fondant that you forget about carving the freaking cake, so it looks more like a stair than a mountain." He then points at the cake with his arm.
"Hehehe, dimwit, I never hear you using it that insult before," Owen chuckled.
"It's a judging insult, you should have enough insults for every occasion," said Chef with a serious face in a harsh tone "Also why my double here have that stupid grin on his face?" he pointed at the chocolate Chef.
"Because you are free from Chris, he is in jail for making Wawanakwa island an illegal biohazard waste deposit," Zoey said and made a sheepishly smile.
"Fair enough," Chef looked pleased with the answer; he was also happy when it happened.
"Well, it is a great job, I mean your cake is not exactly what we ask, but the result is pretty fun, and I like it." Sylvia wink as she walks away from the third cake.
"Thank you, Sylvia," Zoey made a timid smile.
"Now campers, you will cut the perfect slice of your Wawanakwa cake for us to taste, I will go and sit right now, walking to three islands is exhausting," Sylvia said in her melodic voice and went to her table, with Owen and Chef.
The three campers cut their cakes and take the slices to the judges, the final part of the competition had started
Delightness or Disgustness first tasting: Gwen Wawanakwa cake.
"We will start with Gwen's cake" Sylvia takes the plate and give it first to Chef, then she tasted, and last, Owen devours the rest.
The judges look quite pleased, except Chef, that keeps frowning.
"It's a vanilla and chocolate cake, what a surprise and the mix of sweet and bitter taste is pretty good," Sylvia said.
"The cake is a little dry, probably because it was too long in the oven; also, the buttercream is a little bitter, you need to use more sugar, or less chocolate," Chef said.
"But I prefer it a little bitter," Gwen explained.
"And I am the damn judge, so if I prefer it sweeter, it should be sweeter." Shout Chef, his eyes bulging.
"It was delicious," said Owen licking his lips.
"Owen, dear, I am sure you can tell us something more about the cake, please?" Sylvia looked at the special judge expecting a more complete explanation.
"Hehehe, sorry, I mean I like it, the chocolate flavor was a surprise, And I quite like the chocolate buttercream." Owen laughs as he rubbed his neck.
Delightness or Disgustness second tasting: Heather Wawanakwa cake.
"Now let's taste Heather's cake" Sylvia takes the plate, tastes it and shares it with Chef, and then Owen, who devours it.
Sylvia laughs; Owen smiles, and Chef keeps frowning.
"The cake is dry, but the buttercream is pretty light, so it balances quite well the flavor," Sylvia smiles and look toward Chef
"The cake is overcooked, and you didn't cover it with fondant or buttercream, so it is quite tasteless compared to how it should be," Chef glared at the queen bee.
Heather only tossed her hair and ignore him.
"It was delicious," added Owen, smiling.
Sylvia coughs and then look at the party guy.
"Also, I was surprised as the colorant didn't affect the taste, it was drier than the last one, but I would ask for seconds anyway," Owen then makes thumbs up.
Delightness or Disgustness first tasting: Zoey Wawanakwa cake.
"The last cake is Zoey's, let's give it a try," Sylvia takes the final plate, which has the cake and the chef chocolate figurine, and gives it to the other judges.
Owen and Sylvia smile, but Chef keeps frowning again.
"I will also take a bite of Chef," Sylvia takes the chef model and bites its head.
"It's only chocolate, you didn't need to taste it," Chef scolds Sylvia.
"But I always wanted to bite you, and you are sweet," Sylvia laughs as she keeps chewing the chocolate.
"The cake is moist, the best texture of the three, also the buttercream is pretty good, I cannot believe you bake it." Chef nods looking surprised
"It was delicious," said Owen licking the plate, "It was spongy and moist, the buttercream was sweet, I think I would take another slice after the show, in fact, I would take a slice of all the cakes after the show." Owen then giggles.
"I agree with Owen and Chef, it was a moist cake, it was tasty, good job," Sylvia said and then began to deliberate with the other judges.
Delightness or Disgustness: Winner award.
"Campers, Only one of you can win the 10,000 dollars prize, and the Delightness trophy, which I don't see in the table." Sylvia look around the table and then to the campers, but the trophy wasn't there.
"Blaineley, Blaineley, where is my trophy?" Sylvia shouts.
A long-haired blond, blue-eyed woman, with a short low necked red dress and high heels, go out of the storage room, she also had a golden statue of Chris Mclean with a golden chef hat in her hand.
"Why is that I Blaineley Stacey Andrews O'Halloran, a Gemmie nominated, it's only an assistant in this show instead of the host?" Blaineley walked furious to the table and leave the statue at the table.
"Because you want to keep your job," Chef answered, chuckling.
The blond woman glares at him and goes out of the set fuming, which makes the campers chuckle a little.
"Thanks, Blaineley, see ya around," Sylvia wave at the assistant, ignoring her tantrum.
"Now, we are gonna announce the winner of the prize money and the Delightness Trophy…" Sylvia then was interrupted by Gwen.
"It's a Chris award, like the ones in Total Drama Action," said Gwen, rolling her eyes.
"No, it's a Delightness trophy, look at the hat," Sylvia pointed at the statue's hat and continue, "Owen, do you have the money bazooka ready?".
"Yes, ma'am," answered Owen, putting a golden bazooka over his shoulder.
"It was a close one, it was a design vs. flavor match, but there can be only one winner, and the Brunch of Delightness first winner ever is…"
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"Zoey."
Zoey covers her mouth and began to scream happy as tears fill her eyes.
"Congratulations, Zoey," Sylvia congratulates her as Gwen clapped, while Heather looks at her with contempt, angry for losing.
"I win, I can't believe it. I win," Zoey was jumping excitedly. "I am the first winner of Brunch of Delightness, woo*hoo."
"I will use the money to help the forest here in Ontario, and also I will call my friends to celebrate, Cameron, Duncan and maybe talk with Mike, also Gwen…" the Indie girl was facing toward the Goth, but before she could talk, a big pile of money hit her, throwing Zoey against the wall.
"Owen, you shouldn't shoot the money bazooka directly at her!" Sylvia scolded the party guy.
"Hehehe, sorry," Owen apologized and rubbed his neck.
"Don't worry, I'm all right," Zoey said, giving a thumb up, still embedded on the wall.
"Well, to remember this program, let's take a selfie of all of us," Sylvia said, and the campers and the judges then take the Welcome to Wawanakwa selfie.
In the photo Chef appear frowning in the left side, half of his face covered by his own finger, that he put over the phone lens, Sylvia is in the right side smiling, and in the front Zoey making V signs, behind her Owen was smiling and hugging Gwen and Heather, the girls don't look pleased as the party guy embrace them with too much strength.
"Thanks for watching Brunch of Delightness, hope you had a great time, see you again."
Author notes:
Well this is the end of the episode, sorry to Gwen fans, but in the flavor vs presentation, I imagine that flavor would win, this series is pretty hard to create because the narrative is in multiple places at the same time, so I try to do my best to replicate it. I hope you enjoy it.
As always, thanks for reading and I hope you like it.