"Stupid Sierra!" Chris grumbled, fumbling around on his phone. He dialed the producer's number with an angry look on his face.
"Hello?" a voice came over the phone.
"Jason! Dude, we need a plane!" Chris complained. Though Chris couldn't see it, Jason had a baffled face on his face.
"W-WHAT!? A plane!? What do you mean you need a plane!?" Jason yelled.
"That Sierra chick destroyed the plane! We need another one!" Chris yelled back.
"I-I can't get a plane!" Jason told the host.
"Are you kidding me!? What are we supposed to do then!?" Chris stomped his foot on the ground.
"Just wait. I can get you one in a few days. Luckily, we just bought an international airline, so we should get one to you in a few days." Jason reasoned.
"Wait, why did you guys buy an airline? This is a television network." Chris asked.
"We're thinking of doing a show similar to the amazing race, and we may even use some contestants from Total Drama!"
"Oh cool! What'll my salary be?" Chris asked.
"Excuse me?" Jason asked, very confused.
"What am I gonna get paid for hosting this new show?" Chris asked.
"You're not gonna host this new show."
"What!? You need me! I'm the lifeline of this network!" Chris yelled.
"Well, you're ways are more sadistic. And, we love that, don't get us wrong. It's just that we're looking for a more, how do I put this? Sane host." Jason replied, pulling at his shirt collar in embarrassment.
"What do you mean? I'm sane!" Chris defended.
"Well, while we are going to continue to let you host, you have become more, dangerous. At this point, even Chef is more safe!"
"Are you… AGH!" Chris yelled, before throwing his phone on the ground. He reluctantly picked it back up.
"So, what's happening?" Cody asked. Him, Duncan, Alejandro, and Chef had all been standing there, unsure of what Chris was talking about. They had all been sitting there since Sierra was taken away in the jeep.
"We'll get a new plane in a few days. Quit worrying." Chris grumbled.
"What's wrong?" Cody asked.
"Well, Sierra blew up my plane! Plus, the new planes won't even have a bad class! They're thinking of doing a new show and I won't host! And worst of all, YOU'RE TALKING TO ME!" Chris yelled at the short brunette, as Cody backed away.
"Well, what're we supposed to for the next few days?" Duncan asked.
"I don't CARE! Just wait!" Chris snapped back.
Duncan rolled his eyes, and just walked away. Alejandro, too, walked away, though in a different direction. Chef walked up to Chris and consoled him. He patted him on the back, and the carried him somewhere. Cody, being resourceful, decided to look at the wreckage to see anything he can use for shelter. He found a life raft with a hole in it, so Cody kept that in mind in case he couldn't find anything. He walked into first class and his eyes bulged open. One of the seats was intact! While they weren't as nice as a mattress, they were by no means uncomfortable.
He set up a few walls around it using metal and a parachute as a door. He pumped his fist, as he probably had the most comfortable sleeping arrangement. Duncan and Alejandro slept on the ground, though it was very uncomfortable. Chris slept in the helicopter he found. And Chef slept in the cockpit, with both seats being intact.
Cody woke up in a completely different place than where he fell asleep. While he was about 80% sure that it was a dream, stranger things had happened. It was very bright, and there was sand all around. There was also water, so Cody assume that he was on a beach. Which beach was the question though.
He walked around for a bit, trying to find any civilization. He, after about three minutes, found a hotel, which was nearly as tall as Playa des Losers, though much less extravagant. He explored it, but only normal people seemed to be in there.
"Excuse, can you tell me where I am?" Cody asked a woman who was sipping coffee in the lobby.
"What?"
"Can you tell me where I am." Cody restated.
"How could you forget where you are?" she asked, sounding very rude. Cody though offended, did respond calmly.
"I dunno." He said, though it did sound ironic.
"Duh. We're in Hawaii!" the woman replied, before abruptly checking her phone.
"Oh, thanks." after no response, Cody asked again, "Thanks!" She still didn't respond, so Cody walked away from the mean woman.
The hotel seemed separated from everything, so Cody decided to leave. He explored the beaches again, looking for anything else. He eventually saw a person standing on the beach alone. Cody walked up to see what they were doing. He eventually was able to make out that it was a woman, and she seemed concentrated on her thoughts. In fact, it looked like she was arguing about something in her head.
"No. There's no way." the woman said to herself, as Cody was getting close.
"Excuse me? Who are you?" Cody asked, but received no response. The woman looked up, then looked in all directions, before going back to her thoughts.
"Hello? Why's everyone so rude here?" Cody asked himself. He went up to go tap the woman on her shoulders. When he tried though, his finger went straight through her.
"What?" Cody asked, before trying again. Once again, his finger made no contact with anything. He walked through her, trying to understand what was going on. Cody was sure it was a dream now, but he was usually able to touch stuff in his dreams. When trying to walk through her, he stumbled and fell to the ground. He turned around, and for the first time saw the girl's face. Though this was definitely not the first time he had seen her face.
"C-Courtney?" Cody stuttered, before developing a blush. Once again, Courtney looked around as if someone were there, but then ignored it for a second time.H-hi Courtney." Cody greeted, but gained no reply.
She must not be able to hear me. Am I a ghost? Am I dead!? Cody thought, before pushing those outrageous thoughts away.
"Do I really? I can't believe it. I mean… him?" Courtney thought aloud. Cody perked up, curious as to what she was going to say. Courtney shook her head, trying to make a decision.
"I think…" Cody's eyes were wide, super eager to what she would say. Before she could finish her sentence though, everything started swirling.
"No! NO!" Cody yelled, reaching his arms out for Courtney. She never realized it though, and Cody flew back into the real life.
Cody woke up in a sweat, breathing very fast. He gripped his armrests, trying to get back to reality.
"What… in the hell just happened?" Cody asked, looking around. He was back in his area on the plane, with nothing changed. Cody decided to go to the half destroyed confessional to talk.
-Confessional-
"So, a lots happened, huh? First off, Sierra's gone. While, yes, I am glad that I don't have anyone stealing my stuff anymore. But she did figuratively and literally carried me through the competition. I mean, I'm sure I could've done this on my own. My team had a lot of issues and none of them concerned me. But, Sierra helped me with a lot of challenges I probably couldn't have done. Plus, now I'm left with the two scariest people in the game. Except maybe Eva. But she had no reason to me mad at me. Those two though, oh boy."
-Confessional End-
Cody nervously walked out of the confessional, hoping not to run into either of his competition.
"Hola, amigo." Alejandro said, walking up to him.
"AH!" Cody shrieked, hopping into the air. Cody turned and his face immediately turned into a scowl.
"And how are you?" the spaniard asked.
"Cut the bull crap. What do you want?" Cody demanded.
"We both know that Duncan's a strong competitor. I want him out." Alejandro proposed, with his devilish smirk.
"And what's in it for you?"
"Do you really need to ask that question? Would I rather fight you or Duncan in the finale?"
"Eh, that's fair. But trust me. You will lose." Cody warned.
"Ha! I sincerely doubt that. You, beating me? Outrageous." Alejandro mocked. Cody growled and stormed away.
"Wait, are you in? On the deal?" Alejandro called. Cody slowly walked back.
"And why would I do that? I have everything to gain from you going, and everything to lose with Duncan going."
"What do you mean?"
"If there's an intellectual challenge, you can probably compete with me. Physical? You would be harder than Duncan." Cody explained.
"Hmm, but what about emotionally?" Alejandro asked.
"What does that even mean?" Cody asked back.
"What have I done to you?"
"What?"
"I have done nothing besides tease you. Duncan has done much more. He broke Courtney's heart. He kind of broke Gwen's heart. He tries to attack you. He got Courtney voted out. He got Gwen voted out! He almost got you voted out!" Alejandro reasoned.
"You got Courtney voted out. You got Gwen voted out. You almost got me voted out! You both voted for the same people! Plus, you got Harold, Bridgette, Leshawna, DJ, Noah, Tyler, and Owen out! And then Bridgette for a second time!" Cody shouted.
"Fine, have it your way. Get eliminated." Alejandro taunted.
"Dude, it's not like we could form an alliance. It's the final three. There won't be a vote." Cody reasoned. Alejandro, fed up, decided to end the conversation, and walked away. Cody rolled his eyes and stepped out of the plane.
Cody had woken up pretty late, so it was around 3:00 pm. He saw Chris on the phone with someone else, presumably a producer.. Cody thought this, as Chris was screaming at his phone again.
Chef was actually being productive. Chef had a portable grill out which had survived the explosion. He was currently making hot dogs. Cody asked if he could have one. Chef surprisingly said yes, handing the geek a hot dog. While Cody knew that Chef could be nice and cook good food, that usually happened after the game, not during it.
After finishing his hot dog, he decided to take a stroll around the surrounding area. He saw some actual Easter Island heads, and he found the TDI heads as well. Now, without the game, he was actually able to see how lifelike they were. Cody was amazed, as he looked at the the ex-contestants. Eventually, he walked back to his sleeping area, where he settled in for the night. It took about 6 hours before he actually felt tired. There was a hole above where he was laying. He looked at the stars. And he knew, somewhere far away, someone else could possibly be looking at the same stars as him. This thought resonated with the techie, who closed his eyes as he drifted off.
Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm cutting it close to my deadline, aren't I? If you guys were wondering why this chapter was so short, I wanted to get this out because of the deadline I set myself. Plus, it's not like I could do much else here. Yeah, a lot didn't happen here, but I needed Alejandro to do something. If you've noticed, Alejandro made it to the final three without even doing anything, so I needed him to have some importance, hence the alliance he proposed. Like how Cody got to the final three in TDWT when what did he really do? Reject Sierra, befriend Sierra, get mad at Duncan. And… that was kind of it. And like I said, I really think that Cody should've had more screen time in 'African Lying Safari'. Anyways, I'll see you guys next week! Bye!