"Germany," Chris recapped. "Here our competitors encountered the glorious Alps: as fun to go up as they are to come down. They also learned why Germany is well-renowned for the care they put into their sausages. From this day on, however, Germany will only be known for one thing: its traditional dance, specifically 'The Slap Heard Around the World'. There's an even dozen left, but not for long on Total...Drama...World Tour!"
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In loser class, Greg was sleeping with a stuffed Dugtrio as Sam and Sol sat next to him. "Careful of Dialga, Desi," he mumbled in his sleep. "His Roar of Time is powerful."
"Could you pipe down already?" Sol complained as he nudged Greg. "I've been listening to that for ninety minutes!" Greg stirred a bit. "Earthquake!" he suddenly exclaimed. He started to panic. "Duck!" Sam warned as Greg swung his arms around. However, Sol was hit in the eye and knocked over. "Oh, what a dream," Greg moaned as he woke up. "Uh, did I sleep-talk any?"
"Yeah, dude," Sam admitted.
"Non-stop," Sol grumbled as he rubbed his swollen eye.
"Sol, are you okay?" Greg asked.
"Fine. Nothing a little ice and revenge won't fix."
"That's...wait, did you say 'revenge'?"
"Of course not. Off-topic question: do you have any serious allergies?" Sam and Greg just looked at each other.
Confessional: Sam (Team Chris Is Really Really Ghost Pepper Hot)
"I'm getting the feeling that Sol doesn't like me and Greg too much. The punch to the face probably didn't help matters."
End Confessional
Chef put an eye patch over Sol's black eye before walking off. "Stupid economy class," Sol complained.
"It's not too bad," Sam said. "It has some perks." He looked at Dakota, who giggled and waved. "Next time we get on this plane," Sol decided, "We better be back in first class."
"Yeah!" Sam cheered. "Cool! Let's be a team." He hugged Sol. "A team that gets along. All of us, with everyone forgiving anything that might have ever happened by accident."
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"There's being nice...and then there's buttering up!" Sol pushed Sam away.
"I kinda feel a little bad for voting off Jo," Phoebe admitted to Dakota. "I mean, look at me. I've been hurting innocent animals. How long can a curse last, anyway?"
"Calm down," Dakota assured her. "Voting off Jo was for the best. You saw how she was treating everyone."
"But still-"
"We'll bounce back. Who knows? We might become the best team ever!"
"Here's the best team ever!" Chris announced, "Is exactly what I'll say when I get into the first-class compartment." Phoebe gave a sad sigh as Dakota patted her shoulder.
As the plane flew to the continent of South America, Samey was looking out the window while Trent walked over with his thermos. "You doing okay?" he asked her as he sat down.
"Considering what happened yesterday," Samey replied as she put a hand where her tooth was missing, "I'm holding up fine. Um, is that one of those blood substitutes I heard you and Gwen mention?"
"Yeah. I'm not exactly comfortable drinking this in front of the others, but it's not like I have much alternative. I'm sure you've heard..."
"From Zoey, yes. Still-"
"Trent!" Lucas suddenly exclaimed as he joined them. "And the exquisite Samey! Gotcha something!" He held up a bouquet of poppies. "Solstice gives his, but you know how you feel about that."
"Ugh, don't mention him," Samey groaned as she grabbed the flowers. "I don't want anything to do with love right now!"
"Speaking of love, how's things with Gwen, Trent?"
"They're good," Trent replied.
"Even with her using you like a doormat?" Trent got a confused look. "What do you mean?" he wondered.
"Egypt, the Yukon, New York..." Lucas listed off, "She asked you to do junk for her knowing you'll do it no questions asked."
"N-no, she wouldn't do such a thing."
"Well, see what happens today. If I'm right, I suggest getting rid of her before she becomes a bigger problem." Lucas walked towards loser class. "Just looking out for mon amie here," he finished before leaving. Trent sat down, more nervous than before. Samey just bitterly tossed the flowers over her shoulders. "I'm more violets than poppies, anyway," she grumbled. Unknown to the duo, Lucas was watching the scene behind the door with an unusual amount of glee. He took off his mask, revealing Luna's joyous face underneath. "Bye-bye, lovey-dovey," she giggled as she skipped off.
"Morning, guys," Gwen yawned as she walked up to Trent and Samey. "What's up?"
"N-nothing," Trent stammered as he fiddled with a string. Before Gwen could press on, the speakers switched on. "Brace for landing!" Chris announced. "We've arrived at our next destination: the Amazon! But the runway's a little short."
"Define 'little'," Echo commented as Courtney nervously buckled her seat belt.
"Team Amazon in the Amazon?" Samey wondered. "That must be a lucky sign!" Gwen and Trent gave a gasp. "Don't say that!" Trent warned. "The last time someone, that knucklehead being me, said that, things ended in disaster!"
"That was the cave episode, wasn't it?" Echo inquired.
"Don't bring that back up!" Gwen told her. "Just don't!"
"But-" Samey protested. Trent quickly covered her mouth before she could continue. "Gosh, I hope none of the Amazons said this might be lucky for them," Chris teased over the intercom. "That'd be disastrous!" Samey gave a sad muffle.
The plane crashed on the runway. "Welcome to Peru," Chris announced once everybody was outside, "Birthplace of the mighty Amazon River. This challenge is called The Am-AH-Zon Race. Teams must hike along an ancient Inca trail through the Peruvian jungle all the way to Machu Picchu. Hidden somewhere among the ruins of Machu Picchu, a golden treasure awaits discovery. Find the treasure to win first-class passage to our next destination. Last team to arrive at Machu Picchu will have to send someone out the elimination door. And be warned: the jungle contains many vicious insects."
"Don't you have a bad allergic reaction to those ant bites, Sam?" Greg asked him.
"Yes, the legal department is aware of that and insisted we supply an EpiPen." Sam tried to get it but Chris held it away. "Wouldn't make sense to give it to the person who has the allergies," Chris reasoned. "What if you need an injection when you're unconscious?"
"I can take it," Greg volunteered.
"Why you?" Luna moaned.
"I don't trust you with sharp objects, Dakota's on another team, Sol's half-blind, and between Topher and myself, I have more medical knowledge." Chris passed the EpiPen to Greg. "Oh, poo," Luna pouted.
"Also in the jungle are the Zing-Zings," Chris informed them, "A native tribe who have never encountered modern man, and they're not about to. So, if you spot a Zing-Zing, do. Not. Make. Contact. They-" He heard a timpani playing. "Will you stop that?!" Chef stopped playing. "How far is it to Machu Picchu?" Topher wondered.
"Machu Picchu is a hop, skip and jump from here," Chris replied, "Plus eighteen hours." Everyone groaned at this. "The jungle is too dangerous to travel at night, so teams will have to break at dusk and camp along the trail until sunrise."
"I'm guessing there's no tents of any kind?" Sol asked.
"Aye," Anthony replied as he carried a small box over.
"Because the playing area is so vast and dangerous," Chris continued as he opened the box, "Each team will have a walkie-talkie in case of emergency. Teams, I wish you good luck...or at the very least, a lack of death."
"Left?" Dakota wondered as Team Victory and Team Chris came to a fork on the trail. Phoebe shrugged and followed her. "Let's go left, too," Sam said to his teammates. "Safety in numbers, right?" Team Chris followed Team Victory.
"Maybe we should go right," Samey suggested.
"No, left," Echo argued. "We go left so we don't fall behind."
"Uh, sure, left," Trent absentmindedly agreed as he toyed with a piece of string.
"Trent, is something up?" Gwen asked him.
"What makes you think that?"
"Because that piece of string has nine knots in it."
Confessional: Gwen (Team Amazon)
"Trent has a bit of a weird habit. Whenever he's stressed about something, he does things nine times. I originally thought it had to do with our relationship, but it turns out nine is his lucky number ever since his grandpa passed. But Trent doesn't get that stressed too often, so it worries me a bit when I see him like that."
End Confessional
"Go ahead and decide, Samey," Echo challenged. "You're feeling lucky today, aren't you?"
"I didn't know, okay?" Samey argued. "I'm sorry!"
"If you're right, you're a hero. If you're wrong, we know who to eliminate."
"Your parents must love this show," Gwen told Echo. "It gets you out of the house! Still, maybe someone should scout ahead. Um...Trent?"
"Me?" Trent wondered.
"You could disguise yourself pretty well, and if there's any trouble, you can escape quickly. Can I trust you with this?" Trent thought for a moment. "Sure," he nervously replied. "Just give me a second." He changed into a jaguar and ran down the right trail. "Let's get this challenge over with," Samey mumbled as Team Amazon walked down the right trail.
"Welcome, tiny Victory!" Chris announced as he, Dakota and Phoebe arrived at a zip line. "I'd say team, but you're more of a duo. But hey, first is first, so you get to cross this water hazard using the T-bar. Everyone else will have to take the line hand over hand."
"Yes!" Dakota cheered.
"Will they be okay?" Phoebe wondered. "What if they fall?"
"I got the pirate intern to test that possibility," Chris answered. On the beach, Anthony was lying on the sand and his clothes were torn apart. He stuck out his tongue, which had a pirahna stuck on it. "I really have to consider quitting," he mumbled. Dakota grabbed the T-bar while Phoebe hung onto her back. "FIRST PLACE!" the girls cheered as they slid down.
"How much longer is this trail?" Echo complained as she shooed some flies away. "I'm getting bit up here!"
"How?" Samey countered. "Flies hate bitter things!"
"I hope Trent's okay," Gwen muttered. "I haven't heard back from him yet, though. What if there are bear traps? Or other animals worse than jaguars? Or the Zing-Zings? Okay, calm down, Gwen. Trent can handle himself. I'm sure he's fine."
"You have gone off the deep end," Echo scoffed.
"Takes one to know one," Samey argued. They heard an animal cry. "Keep walking," Echo ordered.
"Where's the hanging-on bit?" Sol wondered as Team Chris reached the zip line.
"Hanging-on bit?" Chris teased.
"You know, the riding stick. The grabby whatchamacallit. The zipper handle."
"Getting colder."
"You mean the T-bar," Topher corrected. "I'm not sure we need it. We can get across just like they do in action movies." He took off his shirt and put it on the line. "Hope this holds," he said. "YA-HOO!" He slid down the zip line. "Child's play," Sol scoffed. He took his hands and slid down. "AHH!" he screamed. "ROPE BURN!" He let go of the zip line and fell into the water. "I ain't no snack, you oversized sushi!" Sol, now with torn clothes, shouted as he quickly grabbed the zip line.
"Oh, yes," Chris added, "There may or may not be pirahnas in the water."
Team Amazon kept walking when they saw two masked people by a campfire. "Zing-Zings!" Samey whispered.
"That cage!" Gwen gasped when she saw an unconscious jaguar with a gash on its paw inside a cage. "That's Trent in there!"
"We can't make contact. Stay still and-" She noticed the others went still. Samey turned her head and saw a Zing-Zing in front of her. She scurried back to her team as the Zing-Zings pointed spears at them. "Well, well," Echo sarcastically said, "Lucky us."
"Chris, we need help," Gwen spoke into the walkie-talkie. "Chris? Chris?!" A spring popped out. "No batteries," Gwen squeaked out. On the plane, a pile of batteries were on the edge of Chris's hot tub while Chef played one of Sam's games. "Eat that, ghost!" he exclaimed. "Eat it!"
"This should be interesting," Chris noted. Greg had his sweatshirt on the line. He slid down but the fabric started to burn. "No, no, no!" Greg begged. He ended up falling into the water. "Pirahnas!" he cried out as he leapt out of the water.
"He's got great vertical," Sam noted.
"For a guy leaping out of water, yeah," Chris agreed. As Greg hit the sand, Sol walked over to him. "Looks like I got payback for what happened on the plane," he snickered.
"It's not funny," Greg complained as he got to his feet. "At least I-" He went wide-eyed as he searched his pockets. "The EpiPen!" he gasped. "It's gone! If Sam goes into anaphelictic shock, Dakota's gonna kill me!"
"Are you going a bit overboard?" Sol wondered.
"Overb- Have you been under a rock all this time?!"
"Alright," Chris announced, "Who's next?"
"Luna has a plan!" Luna exclaimed. Sam got a scared look as she put a backpack over his head. They screamed as they slid down the zip line before crashing into the rest of their team. "Again!" Luna cheered.
"No!" the boys protested. Back in the jungle, a Zing-Zing was sitting by the campfire while Team Amazon was tied to a tree. "Now what, Miss Lucky?" Echo asked Samey. They heard some protests as the other Zing-Zing carried Anthony to the tree and tied him up. "Why did I sign up for this internship?" he thought aloud.
"Yeah, real pity," Echo scoffed.
"Can't one of you girls call for help on the walkie-talkie?"
"No batteries," Courtney pointed out.
"Hang on...maybe...I would've bet doubloons I had a flashlight in my pockets. The batteries should fit."
"Echo..." Samey said as she looked at her. "Did you swipe it?" Echo just looked away. "I should've known that siren-mouthed serpent swiped it," Anthony reasoned. "Gwen, ye be closest. Search her pockets."
"Fine," Gwen answered. "But I won't enjoy it." She reached over to Echo's dress pockets. "Greg's stuffed animal...Dakota's lip gloss...Anna-Maria's hair spray...Cody's X-ray glasses?"
"I wonder what color Echo's bra and undies are," Samey wondered with a michevious smirk.
"No, you don't," Echo snapped as she got an embarrassed look.
"Come on, Gwen," Anthony encouraged. "Give her a taste of humility." Gwen put on the X-ray glasses. She looked at Echo, revealing she had nothing underneath her dress. "AHH!" Gwen cried out as she removed the glasses and turned away.
"Who wears undies in the Amazon?" Echo asked as her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
"Ugh," Anthony shuddered as Samey stared in shock. "Too much information."
Confessional: Gwen (Team Amazon)
"EVERYONE! That's who wears undies in the Amazon! EVERYONE!"
Confessional: Anthony
"I know what's gonna haunt me in my nightmares." He shuddered.
Confessional: Echo (Team Amazon)
"It's not like I wanted to. Solstice managed to swipe my clothes in the dead of night. And I don't do humiliation!"
End Confessionals
"I think I got it," Gwen announced as she continued searching Echo's pockets. "OW!" She pulled her hand out to find the EpiPen stabbed in her palm. "Man, Dakota will kill you if she finds out you took that," Samey gulped.
"You'll be fine," Anthony assured Gwen. "It's like a big shot of adrenaline."
"How big?" Gwen gulped. Courtney pulled the flashlight out of Echo's pocket. "Thank Poseidon you found it," Anthony breathed out.
In another part of the jungle, Team Chris stopped. "It's almost dusk," Topher noted. "Let's make camp here."
"Rest is good," Sam panted as he and Greg collapsed, "Along with water...and possible nachos."
"One can dream," Greg agreed.
"Oh, sure," Sol sarcastically remarked, "All that's missing is chips, beef, tomatoes, cheese, salsa..."
"Slow down, Solstice," Luna told him. "I'm making a list."
"I'll rustle up supper." Topher inched away from him. "Oh, quit fussing," Sol scolded. "My cooking's good! Plus, since I saw we were traveling to South America, I smuggled some tortilla shells." He held up a package of tortilla shells. "Now who's the brightest bulb in the drawer?"
Phoebe and Dakota were the first to reach Chris. "Chris, tell us you have food," Phoebe begged. "We're starving!"
"Victory twins," Chris announced, "You're still in first, and this is your reward." He cut a rope, dropping a big bunch of bananas on the ground. "All the bananas you can eat!" His walkie-talkie gave off some feedback. "Chris, Chris, Chris!" Gwen quickly cried out. "It's Gwen! The Zingies, caught by the tree, tied us up with my hands and-"
"Wow," Chris commented, "She sounds like she's really in trouble. I should pick this up..."
"Echo's dress. This trouble is big!"
"After the break."
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"Chris, Chris, Chris, it's Gwen!" Gwen cried out from the walkie-talkie, making Dakota and Phoebe get a concerned look.
"Walkie-talkies are for emergencies only," Chris replied. The screen split to show Gwen and the rest of Team Amazon. "The Zingies, caught by the tree, tied up with my hands in Echo's dress!" Gwen quickly explained, still under the effects of the EpiPen. "This trouble is big!"
"Who would hook up with Echo?" Sol gagged as the screen split to show him talking through the walkie-talkie. "Besides, isn't Gwen already dating Trent?"
"Says the guy that robbed me of my bras and panties!" Echo retaliated. "If I find you again, I'll strangle you!"
"Spear, throats, jaguar, Trent, Zoggles, HELP US!" Gwen begged.
"Gwen EpiPen'd herself," Courtney explained. "We need help!"
"E-mer-gen-" Chris repeated.
"We're being held at spearpoint by the Zing-Zings," Anthony informed him as he took the walkie-talkie. "Help us or you're fish food!"
"The bad news is Phoebe and I are too far away to help," Dakota informed Team Amazon. "The good news is that we're in first place! Tell Sam I said hi!"
"Team Amazon and scraggly intern," Chris informed them, "Remain calm, and..." Ding-ding! "You must be joking," Samey protested.
"Can we sing back-up?" Greg wondered as he went to Sol's side.
"Nope," Chris answered. "This one is all Amazon. But let's make it end with a little solo from Echo."
"If you think I'm doing that," Echo protested, "Then you-"
"Sing or spear," Anthony cut in. "Choose one!"
"And...begin!" Chris announced. The camera focused on Team Amazon as the Zing-Zings began playing some guitars. "We should have just gone left," Echo began. "We wouldn't be in this mess!"
"Says the crook that went and stole Sam's EpiPen!"
Anthony countered as a Zing-Zing played a pan flute.
"Now if he gets bitten..." Courtney sang.
"His obituary's written!" Echo chorused as she gave an evil smile to Samey.
"Please say something, Gwen!" Samey vocalized. The music turned into a rap beat. "Tied up, rope is no joke," Gwen rapped, "Spears in our face, get us out of this place!"
"Ain't having the luck I anticipated,"
Samey admitted in rap.
"Probably means she's eliminated," Gwen added, to Samey's dismay. "Yeah, she's out."
"O-o-out!" Echo vocalized. "Ooh, ooh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah." The Zing-Zings stopped and gasped as they pointed to Echo. They spoke in a native tongue and ran off. "I think you scared them off," Samey told Echo.
"Just like juvie all over again," Echo commented. The Zing-Zings moved a bush to show a statue that looked eerily similar to Echo. "I think they think you're a god of some kind," Anthony reasoned.
"Which means the rest of us are expendable!" Samey gasped as the Zing-Zings approached them.
Over with Team Victory, Dakota was sound asleep on the ground when she heard a slapping sound. "Phoebe, is that you?" she groggily wondered.
"I'm covered in bugs!" Phoebe cried out. Dakota shined a flashlight on her. "Those are small monkeys, not bugs," she informed her.
"What?!" Phoebe gasped as she saw the dazed monkey on her shoulder fall off. She looked on the ground and saw half a dozen monkeys around her feet. "Oh, no! They must've been attracted to the bananas."
At Team Chris's camp, Sam woke up to a growling noise. "Please tell me that growling came from the fire," he gulped.
"Fires don't growl," Greg replied with worry.
"Sol built it. Maybe Cajun fires growl?" Another growl was heard. "What was that?" Topher wondered as he, Luna and Sol woke up. Luna blew on the fire, and the flames showed a bunch of humongus grubs. One spit on the fire, extinguishing it. Everybody screamed as the grubs closed in on them.
"AHH!" Echo cried out as the Zing-Zings put something on her. "NO! NO!" They backed away, showing Echo with a crown of blue flowers and thorns. "That's right," she snapped, "Back off!" She gasped as she felt the crown on her head. "The crown?" Gwen rapidly spoke. "Crazy or what? I mean, it's crazy, right? I mean, it can't just be me thinking it's crazy. It's crazy, crazy, crazy."
Confessional: Echo (Team Amazon)
"I always knew that someday a large group of people will bow down to my might. I knew." She flashed a smile.
End Confessional
Phoebe finished bandaging the monkeys. "I think they'll be okay," she breathed out. "Shh. Let's get moving." She and Dakota tip-toed away until Phoebe stepped on a twig. The monkeys woke up and went after Phoebe. "GET OFF!" she shrieked. "GET OFF!"
Topher stirred the embers of the campfire to put them out. "Daybreak, guys," he told Luna, Greg and Sam. "No time for head counts. We need to get to Machu Picchu and find that treasure. Let's move!" They raced off.
Dakota helped a battered Phoebe up a set of stairs. "The victorious twosome!" Chris announced. "Somehow, you two are still in first place. Find the treasure before anyone else, and you'll leave Peru in first class."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Dakota cheered.
"What happened to Phoebe?"
"Attacked by minuature monkeys."
"I deserved it," Phoebe sniffled.
"But the animals hurt you, Phoebe. You were just defending yourself. Besides, we're still in first place! Maybe for once, the person going home won't be from our team!" Phoebe wiped away her tears. "Split up," she told Dakota. "We'll cover more ground." Team Chris scaled the steps but were stopped by Chris. "Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh," he said. "You can't start searching until the whole team is here."
"Sol's gone!" Sam realized.
"You never said that," Topher protested. "You're making up the rules as we go!"
"And this surprises you because..." Chris commented.
"I'll look for him," Greg sighed. "Hang on." He went down the stairs.
Gwen was soon passed out and snoring. "When epinephrine wears off," Anthony noted, "It knocks you out like a shark's breath."
"How do you know that?" Samey wondered.
"A cabin mate of mine has an egg allergy, so I know a thing or two about this stuff. A shame I lacked the wits to avoid taking that swine McLean's interning job."
"Echo, make them untie us!" Courtney ordered.
"What if I ask and it makes them angry?" Echo pointed out. "Angry enough to sacrifice one of you. I doubt you want that."
"Aye," Anthony reluctantly agreed. "She makes a point. But she may also go mad with power."
"Too late to stop that," Samey noticed as Echo adjusted her crown.
"Sol!" Greg called out as he walked around. He bumped into a large cocoon. He heard muffling and ripped it open to find Sol hanging upside-down. "What happened to you, man?" Greg asked.
"Ce cretin a laisse les chenilles m'entrainer!" Sol angrily screamed out.
"Calm down. I can't interpret your dialect when you're furious. Matter of fact, I can't interpret French at all."
"Topher watched me get dragged by those bugs!"
"But we were all asleep."
"You, Sam and Luna were. But Topher's eyes were wide open."
"Your vision is currently impaired with having one eye. Your might've misjudged your depth perception."
"I ain't misjudged nothing!"
"That's a double negative."
"Just get me down or there will be more negatives for you!" Greg ripped the cocoon, dropping Sol. "Let's go," he told him. "We can't finish the challenge without you."
Dakota and Phoebe were searching Machu Picchu while Topher, Sam and Luna waited on a log. "Let's find that treasure!" Greg shouted as he and Sol reached the top of the steps. They raced ahead while Chris rested on the log. "I found it!" Sam exclaimed.
"This is weird," Chris said with confusion as he got up. Sam and Topher were trying to wiggle a rock with a gem on top out of the dirt. "Hey, guys," Chris greeted. "Whatcha doing?"
"We got it," Sam strained. "The olden treasure."
"Great, except we're looking for golden treasure."
"I found it!" Dakota cheered as she and Phoebe ran over with a golden statue.
"Like that. Finally, victory for Team Victory!" The duo cheered. "He said golden treasure?" Sam thought. He pulled the stone up. The sun shined on the gem, causing Machu Picchu to shake. "Run!" Chris warned as he and the two teams rushed out.
"Chef!" Courtney and Samey exclaimed as Chef walked over with a butcher knife. A Zing-Zing aimed a spear at Chef. "Can you call your subject off?" Anthony asked Echo.
"And ruin a bloody battle?" Echo argued. "I, Echo Cenobella, Empress of Evils, Queen of All That Is Horrific, commands you to fight him off!" She got a shocked look when she heard a jaguar growl. "And skin whatever made that racket! Start begging for mercy, Chef, cause I rule the Zing-Zings!"
"Those aren't Zing-Zings," Chef informed her. "They look like local Peruvian teenagers." He cut the rope holding Courtney, Samey, Gwen and Anthony. "But the outfits," Samey pointed out, "And the spears...it can't just be an act!"
"It be so," one of the Zing-Zings amswered as he lifted his mask, revealing himself to be Lucas. "Chris asked me to pretend to be a Zing-Zing, and I got my pen pal Mateo to join along."
"Actors put a crown on my head?!" Echo gasped in shock.
"Actually, Mateo's studying to become a botanist. He just acts in his free time. Dude, you'll so get the part in 'Shakespeare in the Jungle' production of 'Macbeth'."
"Thanks," Mateo replied. "But speaking of botany, your shapeshifter friend got his paw cut on the thorns of those blue flowers. The Inca called them qhipa samay. It wears off, fortunately, but it can knock you out for hours." The jaguar shook his head before changing back into Trent. "Ugh, my head," he winced. "Ow! My hand!"
"Sorry about the cage, dude," Lucas apologized as he opened the cage door. "And no way were we gonna listen to reina loca here."
"It was right there," Echo complained. "All that power!"
"Power?" Mateo asked. "The Inca placed that crown to put people to sleep before they were sacrificed. Why else was the flower called 'The Final Rest'?" Echo got a look of dumbfoundment. "A miracle you weren't cut yourself."
"Seeing that look makes it all worthwhile," Lucas added with a laugh.
"Worthwhile?" Anthony asked. "You landlubbers scared us half to death!"
"In case you boys couldn't figure it out," Samey told them, "Let me make it clearer." A moment later, Lucas and Mateo were tangled up in some tree vines. "Deberia haber mantenido la boca cerrada," Lucas sighed.
"When do you ever?" Mateo pointed out.
"Ugh, boys," Samey scoffed.
"And you lost the challenge," Chef informed Team Amazon. "Y'all gotta vote someone off."
"If only there was someone to blame for this," Echo complained. "Samey." Gwen yawned as she woke up. "Did we win?" she groggily asked. Unknown to her, Trent was shooting her a glare.
On the plane, Team Victory was in first class. "Fresh-baked cookies," Phoebe gushed as a waitress passed her a plate of them. "Thank you."
"Would you mind if I-?" Dakota began to ask.
"Ask Sam to join us here? Sure." Dakota gave her a hug before running off.
In the dining hall, Courtney, Gwen and Samey were discussing who to vote for. "It has to be Echo, guys," Samey reasoned. "She's too vile to keep around. I mean, Empress of Evils and Queen of All That Is Horrific?"
"But you did jinx us," Courtney pointed out.
"She didn't know better," Gwen defended. "Besides, when will we get this chance again?"
"Fine. But I won't be as merciful if this happens again. We clear, Samey?"
"Yes," Samey nodded in reply, "And it's Sammy." Later, Team Amazon was at the elimination ceremony. Samey noticed Sol tapping her shoulder. "Great," she complained. "Pirate Pablo."
"Cheer up," Sol assured her. "You're getting rid of Echo today. You should be happy."
"How many times in all the known languages must I say no?"
"Maybe the temptation of a kiss may sway that no to a yes." The two leaned in. "I...would...punch you!" Samey declared.
"Alright, Amazons," Chris announced, making Sol scurry off. "Are you ready to find out who you chose to eliminate? Whatcha think, Trent?" Trent's hand was bandaged to look like a thumbs-up. "You give that a big thumbs-up? Let's take a look at who you ALL voted for! Just for fun." He switched a screen on, showing the voting confessionals. "I vote for Echo," Gwen said as she stamped Echo's passport. "And Chris, there's ten dollars in it if you forget to give her a parachute."
"Goodbye, Echo," Courtney happily decided before stamping Echo's passport. "Wow! It feels too good to be true!"
"I...vote...Samey," Echo declared before stamping Samey's passport.
"I vote for Echo," Samey decided as she stamped Echo's passport. "But honestly, if Lucas was a voting option, I would've switched in a heartbeat!"
Trent looked at the passports. "I...vote for Gwen," he finally decided as he stamped Gwen's passport. "I mean, sending me out and nearly getting killed because I followed her since she thinks I'm just her stupid, lovestruck puppy?! I'm better off with a black widow spider! Um, maybe I should word that better." The screen switched off. "I wonder if he got around to wording it better," Chris teased. Trent looked at Gwen, who started to tear up.
Confessional: Gwen (Team Amazon)
"He voted...for me? After everything we've been through?! It's just so..." She gave a scream.
End Confessional
"Gwen, believe me, I-" Trent began. Gwen picked him up by his shirt. "I will never, ever believe you!" she spat out. She whimpered as she dropped him before breaking down in tears. "How could you be so heartless?!" Courtney scolded as she glared at Trent.
"Anybody got any popcorn?" Echo commented.
"Let's just get this over with and toss Echo out!" Samey cut in.
"I guess this would be a good time to watch Echo fall out of the plane," Chris announced, "You know, if this had actually been an elimination round, but it's not. Surprise!" Samey gasped while Echo cackled.
Confessional: Echo (Team Amazon)
"They fear me. As they rightfully should. Those girls won't stop me from winning this show! No one will!"
End Confessional
"A shame," Chris commented as he held up a parachute. "I was honestly hoping I could see someone fall out a plane today."
"Chris McLean!" Anthony declared as he stormed up to him. "I want a word with you about this shipwreck you call a job!"
"And I have a word for you: parachute." Chris passed Anthony the parachute. "Parachute?" Anthony wondered. "Wait, you're not gonna-"
"Ye be walking the plank, ex-intern!" Chris announced. "Bye!" He pushed Anthony out of the plane. "YOU EVIL SWINE!" Anthony shouted as he fell.
Confessional: Samey (Team Amazon)
"Why couldn't he do that to the guy that ACTUALLY caused the trouble, i.e, Lucas?! Oh, I hope Chris and Echo get theirs, and then, I'll crush Sol for dessert!"
End Confessional
"Ooh, Samey's mad!" Chris taunted as he and Chef sat in the cockpit. "Tune in for the fallout next time on Total...Drama...World Tour!"
Bonus clip:
Anthony was floating down with his parachute. "I can't believe he would shove me out of the plane like that!" he shouted. "How come that nasty little barnacle hasn't gone to prison by now? On the plus side, I ain't working for Chris anymore! Things are looking up for me!" His parachute got snagged on a tree over the Amazon river. "Just a little bump. It's still looking up." The pirahnas started to snap at him. "AH! I'm not the bait at the end of a fishing hook! Somebody? Anybody?! HELP!"
Episode 8 is here! So, Team Amazon got captured like canon, though Samey was the jinx instead of Gwen. Speaking of Gwen, it looks like her and Trent are on the rocks after what happened today. Will it get mended?
Team Victory got a victory, Luna's showing a more wicked side and doing it in the guise of Lucas, and Sol tried to warn Greg about Topher but failed.
The interns Lucas and Anthony are OCs created by LaCuevademisgustos.
Next episode will take everybody to the City of Romance...though there's a clear lack of love...for now. Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying kusikuy hinaspa allin punchaw kachun. (That's enjoy and have a good day ROUGHLY translated into Quechua. Key word being ROUGHLY.)