Welcome back to the show folks! Time for another chapter of drama! Is what I would say if I actually cared. *Shoves Chris away*. Hey! It's my time to shine dude! You can speech your dislike about the campers when we get into the chapter! We all have a job to do! Now, I think it's time we get into this chapter. Also, I'm going to have a slight alteration in the immunity idols. I decided 5 was a bit much, (1 for every 6 campers) so I will lower it to 3. As you have noticed, 3 have been found, and one used. Everything will be explained in the chapter. Also, with this chapter, we have hit 50K words! Yay! I honestly didn't think I would be able to make it here, but thanks for giving me motivation to go on. Chris, now it's your turn!
Random TDI Fact of the Day: Noah and Gwen are the only original campers from the Screaming Gophers to have not shown any nudity. However, both have been caught in their underwear. Noah in Total Drama Drama Drama Drama Island, and Gwen in Who Can You Trust?
Alexander J McCarty - Wow, thanks for reviewing on every chapter. (Jk, much love) This response might take a while. Glad to see you like how I'm writing everyone. Noah is kind of my favorite character (yeah, what a shocker. But how can I not! My personality is kind of similar to his.), and I like most characters, but, don't kill me please, I do think Dawn is a bit overrated. I like her, and she's fun to write, but I think she get's more credit than she deserves. (She was a contestant for 5 episodes). I know Cameron split his winnings, but I figured he would leave some for himself. Once again, thanks for the shout out. I am enjoying your story as well. Glad we met. As for MacArthur being so antagonistic, I kind of see her as a true evil force, but Sanders was the wall that kept her from going completely psycho. Now that Sanders is out of the picture, MacArthur's 'true' self came come out. That's how I see it. Nice to see I'm writing everyone in a way that people can enjoy. As for Junior's name, he was called that his entire time on RR, so I kind of just stuck with it. And finally, for Duncan and Zoey, I was just having trouble thinking of someone. I could have done something like the 3 eyed bird from All Stars for Duncan, but I think Courtney could have counselled him through it easily. Zoey really hasn't shown a true fear of something. Mutants as a whole don't count. I was so close, so close, to having Mike come in on a cameo, and Chris would have forced him to act out Mal. I scrapped that idea, as I thought I needed a small break from the cameos. To be fair, there are 87 characters I can use to cameo, so I want to include everyone. Wow, that was a lot of response.
yeezynight14 - I'm glad that's the case! I want to keep the unpredictability factor high, so I'm glad you didn't see it coming.
That British Guy - Honestly, I'm not the greatest MacArthur fan either. I like her, but she's not that funny to me. I do like the conflict with the ice dancers though. Glad to see I'm keeping you guessing! To be honest, you didn't think I would have 5 teams all the way to the final 14?
Chris sat in his beach chair, on (you guessed it) the beach.
"Last time, on Total, Drama, Island, Rebuilt. We split the 22 remaining campers into 2 new teams, and had a bit of a throwback to our classic serial killer challenge from season 2. Duncan and Izzy were sent to find their friends inside the forest. Izzy went crazy, and only managed to capture 4 people, which included 2 on her own team!" the camera shows a flashback of Izzy taking down Noah and Owen, "While Duncan dominated the challenge, and managed to take down the entire Hawks team, except the one person he actually wanted to get." Flashback to Junior hiding in a tree from Duncan, "In the end, the Owls won immunity. It looked like Izzy was going to go home, but your host with the most gave the psycho immunity, since I can't get enough of her beating the crap out of Chef!" Chef walked up to refill his drink, but hearing this, he threw the pitcher on the ground, and walked off grumbling, "Sheesh, picky much?" Chris continued, "It looked like Heather was next on the chopping block, but with her quick thinking, she was able to steal Sammy's immunity idol, and turn the votes against LeShawna, forcing our favorite Heather hater to walk the Dock of Shame. Will Heather's team get back at her for eliminating LeShawna? How will Sammy cope with her lost immunity idol? Can I get any more handsome than I already am? Find out this time on Total, Drama, Island, Rebuilt!"
"I Wanna Be Famous" plays
Girls Loser Cabin
"I forgot how bad these cabins were," Gwen said as she got up and scratched her back.
"Tell me about it," Kitty said as she got up and jumped out of bed.
"I should have read over that contract a bit more," Emma said, stifling a yawn.
"Since when did Courtney get in here?" Gwen said sarcastically. Emma looked at her with a bit of hurt, and Gwen quickly responded, "Kidding, sorry. Do you actually like Courtney?"
"She looked cool in season 1, but when she started going Izzy crazy, I quickly lost interest in her," Emma assured her, "I'm a lawyer that believes in sanity, and I'm not going to go suing the show for being voted off, if that is the outcome."
"Thank goodness," Gwen sighed.
"Hey! My inmates at juvie said I'm pretty normal!" Izzy said in defense of herself.
"Sure crazy girl. I'm going to take a shower," Heather said in annoyance.
"Normally, I would go put sewage in her shower, but I'm too tired right now," Gwen said.
"What do you guys think the boys are doing?" Sammy asked.
"Why, so you can go see if it's time to make out with Cody?" Gwen said sarcastically. The other girls chuckled.
"For the last time, he and I are just friends!" Sammy said in defense, with a bit of red in her face.
"That's what LeShawna said when she and Harold were at Playa Des Losers," Gwen responded, "Also, your blushing." The others laughed again.
"Can you stop!" Sammy shouted with a sudden burst of anger. The other girls looked at her with shock, "Sorry, I'm just really stressed out over the whole immunity idol thing."
"Don't worry, that was really mean!" Kitty said, "Karma comes around eventually. I mean, look at what has happened to every villain on the show! They always lose!" Gwen started fake coughing, and the word 'Heather' was heard in between.
"May I remind you it was her or Alejandro? Besides, Ezekiel burned the money in the volcano," Kitty pointed out.
"Hmm, fair point," Gwen said.
"Actually though, what do you think is going on at the guys side?" Sammy asked, changing the subject.
"It doesn't matter that much. Cody and Noah are both pretty quiet, and Junior doesn't seem to be like the type of kid to make a ruckus. Owens' the only one you really have to worry about. If he let's one loose, make sure to evacuate," Gwen warned.
"Fair assumption," Emma said, "I'm going to go wake up Noah and we can go for a walk." She exited the cabin, and Kitty started acting like she was making out with herself. The others laughed.
"That is so true," Gwen said, "Wanna go get breakfast?"
"Sure!" Kitty and Sammy said.
"Izzy?" Gwen asked.
"No thanks! I want to stay behind and look for a bunch of those elves that were causing mayhem last challenge! Toodles!" Izzy said cheerfully, then broke a hole in the wall. She jumped out of it, leaving the remaining 3 campers looking at each other, confused.
The Spa Hotel
"I had forgotten what stuff that didn't taste like military rations tasted like!" Brick cried as he shoved pancakes into his mouth.
"Tell me about it! This tastes so much better than prison food!" Duncan replied.
"I don't know, these eggs taste like they have too much vitamin D," Harold said, poking at his food. He was met with an egg to the face. He swiped it off, and glared at Duncan, who was laughing.
"Now that's a waste of good food!" Duncan said laughing. He elbowed Brody, who started chuckling a bit.
"Gosh Duncan! When will you ever stop bullying me?" Harold cried in protest.
"As soon as it stops being funny!" Duncan replied threateningly, "And if you know what's good for you, you'll stop complaining! Or you'll walk the Dock of Shame just like your loudmouthed girlfriend did last night!"
"How dare you insult LeShaw- wait, what did you say happened?" Harold asked worried.
"You heard me. The Hawks gave LeShawna the axe," Duncan responded, suddenly uninterested. Harold took a second to take this in.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Harold screamed. The camera cut all around the island, showing animals reactions, and even the Hawks in the mess hall, turning their heads to find the sound of the noise.
"Chill dude, we're all going to get booted eventually," Rock said through Harold's sobs.
"I can't go on without my luscious LeShawna!" Harold cried.
"Besides, the other team voted her off, not us! Stop telling us your issues nerdling!" Courtney griped, sitting down next to Duncan.
"Your right Courtney! Time to give the other team a piece of my mind!" Harold said, running out of the spa's dining hall. The others just sat there and silence.
"Wanna make out?" Duncan said to Courtney.
"Meh," was Courtney's response, then went back to her room. Duncan eagerly followed.
Harold, walking through the woods
"Stupid Hawks, voting off LeShawna," Harold grumbled, kicking the dirt. He continued walking, and bumped into Cameron.
"Ow!" Cameron said, rubbing his head, and looked up to see Harold, "Oh, hey Harold. Sorry about that."
"Your fine! Hey, do you know where the Hawks are?" Harold asked.
"Last I saw, they were heading to the mess hall," Cameron responded.
"Thanks!" Harold said, running off.
At the mess hall
The Hawks, minus Emma and Noah, were eating today's breakfast, when Harold burst in.
"How could you guys vote off LeShawna? What did she do to deserve that!" Harold yelled.
"Relax dweeb, and let us finish our breakfast," Heather said in annoyance.
"Not until I get answers!" Harold replied.
"None of us voted her Harold, we all voted Heather," Gwen explained, "But, Heather stole Sammy's immunity idol and used it to boot LeShawna."
"And why should I believe that!" Harold cried, still not convinced.
"Dude, why would any of us vote for her? There would be no reason to vote her over Heather, and Izzy was immune," Cody told him. Harold looked around, to see the others backing it up.
"Fine, I believe you," Harold sighed, accepting LeShawna's fate.
"Attention campers! Report to the amphitheater pronto for today's challenge!" Chris' voice came over the intercom.
At the amphitheater
"Ok, 14, 16, 18," Chris said counting, "Hey! Where are Noah and Emma!"
"We're here McLean, cool your jets," came a certain sarcastic tone. Heads turned to see Noah and Emma come through the clearing, holding hands. They sat down next to Kitty and Owen. Emma's makeup was noticeably a bit smeared, and her hair was a bit frazzled.
"Hey Em? Why is your makeup smeared?" Kitty whispered to her sister.
"It is? Oh shoot!" Emma cried, "Chris! I need to change!" she said running off.
"Hey Noah? What's that dark spot on your neck?" Owen asked his friend.
"What dark spot? Oh," Noah said, noticing the dark spot Owen was talking about. The others burst out laughing, including Chris and Chef. Noah's face went a rare shade of red with embarrassment.
"So the bookworm has a dark side," Duncan said, wiping away a tear.
"Shut up prison boy," Noah snarked. (A/N: For those of you who might be confused, the two were making out, and the dark spot Owen is referring to is a hickey. Don't look into this kids)
Noah: "Owen, why did you have to call me out like that!" he says annoyed.
Emma: She is tapping her fingers together nervously, "Oops."
Bridgette: "Even Geoff and I haven't given each other hickey's!" she says laughing.
Chris: "Can you believe that lazy bookworm got a girlfriend that'll make out with him? That is just weird."
"Now that we're done laughing at Noah's misfortune, let's get into today's challenge! Since our producers had trouble thinking of new challenges, (A/N: I'm running out of ideas people! I need some challenge suggestions. PM me or write a review!) we decided to bring back an old favorite, the talent show!" Chris announced. The campers cheered, as this was most likely the least painful challenge in Total Drama, "I also have another special announcement. Since Chef accidentally used two of the immunity idols for our bonfire last night," Chris glared at Chef, who looked away whistling innocently, "We have lowered the amount of immunity idols from 5, to 3!" Chris paused to let this sink in, "Side note, Heather already used one, and the other two have already been found! So don't bother looking!" The other campers groaned, while Cody and MacArthur tried to look natural.
Cody: "Thank goodness Sierra isn't here, or I would have been found out already!"
MacArthur: "Great, Chris had to call me out."
"Now, let's get on with the challenge! We were going to have Chef judge again, but he's serving his punishment for burning the idols," Chris said. He glanced at Chef, and he walked off grumbling, "So, we had to bring in a classic competitor to help judge! Please welcome, Trent!" Chris said, gesturing to the stage.
Gwen: "Oh no," she sighed, putting her head in her hands.
The camera cuts to the stage, where Trent walks out onto the stage, waving at everyone.
"What's up guys? Long time no see," Trent said. He smiled at Gwen, who smiled back, then turned away.
"Alright dude, remember your contract? No game throwing for gothy over there," Chris jestered to Gwen, "If you do, we're bringing out the lie detector. AKA, the electric chair." Trent cringed at that.
"Dude! I got over that whole thing! Chill!" Trent said, holding his hands up.
"Fine, just don't go giving everyone nine's either," Chris glared.
"Gosh man, I won't! Calm down!" Trent said.
"Alright, now that we have all of that cleared up, let's explain today's challenge! Just like season 1, you will choose 3 acts from your team of campers. Your three acts will perform on stage, and be judged by Trent. But, if you performed last time, you can still perform, but you can't do the same act. Harold, as much as we would love to hear more of your beatboxing, you can't do it this time," Harold sulked, "And Heather, no revealing any secrets, or you're automatically disqualified. And don't bother stealing another idol, I'll give your the boot anyways," Chris explained, to which Heather crossed her arms, "Ok, campers, you can go!" The campers headed off. Emma came back, and ran up to Noah.
"What's the challenge?" she asked.
"Talent contest from season 1, hosty's running out of ideas," Noah told her.
"Ok, thanks! Did the others find out about, why we were gone?" Emma whispered.
"Yeah, thanks to this," Noah said, pointing to the fading dark spot on his neck.
"Oh sorry," Emma said sheepishly.
"Meh, if anyone wants to know it can be called a vacuum accident," Noah said rolling his eyes. Emma chuckled. When the Hawks arrived at the cabins, they decided what to do.
"So, should we just let everyone demonstrate and most popular acts get in?" Gwen asked.
"No way! Me and Junior can decide," Heather said, smiling at the youngster.
"Uhh," was Junior's response.
Junior: "Well, Heather's gunning for me now. I guess that's something to worry about."
"Heather, as much as we would loooove to watch you try to sucker another person into being your slave again, we're going with the sane option," Noah said.
"No! Me and Junior are judging!" Heather protested.
"Um, Heather, can't we just go with Gwen's option?" Owen asked.
"Heather, I'm going with them," Junior said.
"Ugh, fine," Heather said, crossing her arm, "But me and Junior judge." The other Hawks face palmed. Heather noticed this.
"Alright, sheesh," Heather said.
Heather: "Ugh, stupid team. I am going to get that kid with my side, if it's the last thing I do on this island!"
"So, who wants to volunteer first?" Emma asked.
"Ooh! Me, me!" Owen cried, "I want to burp the ABC's again!"
"As disgusting as that is, Trent liked it in season 1, so maybe it'll work?" Kitty asked.
"You're probably right," Sammy said, "Owen, I guess you're our first act!"
"YAHOO!" Owen cried. He gave everyone a group hug, then ran off to get ready.
"Well, that was easy," Gwen said, "Anyone else?"
"Does making out count as a talent?" Izzy asked.
"Uh, no," Gwen said, confused.
"Aww, I was going to suggest Noah and Cody for that. We want to the fangirls pleased!" Izzy complained. This prompted glares from the two boys.
"May I remind you Izzy that the two of us are both in a relationship?" Noah said, annoyed.
"Yeah! You guys are together!" Izzy cried.
"Dude, just give up, it's pointless. She's not budging. Also, me and Sammy are friends!" Cody whispered to Noah.
"Aw, Cody's scheduling their next make out session," Izzy said. Noah and Cody face palmed.
"Just forget it, does anyone else have any actually talents?" Noah asked.
"I think I can juggle," Kitty offered.
"Uh, ok. Can you demonstrate?" Noah asked.
"Sure! Just go let me get my balls!" Kitty said, then ran to the cabins. Cody snickered at this. Noah noticed this, and smacked him on the back of the head.
"Ow!" Cody said, rubbing his head, "What was that for?"
"You want to impress Sammy? Stop being a pervert," Noah whispered to him. Cody glanced over at Sammy, who was talking with Gwen.
Cody: "Noah's right. I mean, he got a hot girlfriend by just acting goofy and awkward. If I want to impress Sammy, I have to stop being a perverted weirdo and act normal!" he says triumphantly.
"I'm back!" Kitty's voice came from the cabin. Heads turned to see her come back with
4 foam balls in her arms, "Alright! I'm ready!"
"Ok, Kit. I know you've been practicing, but are you sure you can do this?" Emma asked.
"Yep! I'm positive!" Kitty said proudly.
Emma: "Last time Kitty juggled in front of an audience, she dropped 3 balls, broke down into tears, and knocked herself with the 4th ball. Not pretty," she said.
Kitty: "I know Emma is concerned about last time, but I can do this! She needs to believe me when I say I'm practicing!"
Kitty grabbed the balls, and tossed them in the air. She kept a good rhythm going. She eventually tossed all of the balls up in the air, and flipped into a handstand. She caught the balls with her heals, and continued to juggle it. Her teammates continued to watch in awe, even in Heather. After about another minute of this, she tossed all the balls in the air again, and stood back upright. She caught all the balls as they came down.
"Taa Da!" she cried. Everyone sat there in shock. After a couple seconds of this, everyone cheered. Emma ran over to hug Kitty, and Noah gave a nod of approval.
"WOOHOO!" Owen cried, pulling Emma, Kitty, Noah, and Izzy into a group hug, "That, was awesome!"
"That was amazing Kit!" Emma told her sister once Owen ended the group hug.
"I told you I was practicing!" Kitty told her.
"Well, I think it's safe to say Kitty's our next act," Noah said. Everyone nodded in agreement, except Heather.
"Yeah, there is no way we are letting that in! That's just weird!" Heather scoffed.
"And why should you have a say in this?" Gwen asked.
"Because I'm team leader!" Heather said, putting her hand on her head.
"Yeah, even I have a better chance of being leader, and people call me crazy!" Izzy said, "I going to search for squirrels. Bye!" she hopped into the woods, crying 'I'll find you Cheffy!'.
"All in favor of no leader for the team, and we just do what we need to do," Emma said. She raised her hand, and everyone but Heather followed suit, "Now all in favor of Heather as leader." Only Heather raised her hand. "No leader wins." Emma said.
"Uh, I get 10 votes. I'm leader!" Heather complained. Heather, Gwen, and Emma all started yelling at each other, arguing how the team should be managed. Noah, Owen, Samey, Cody, and Junior looked at each other worried.
Noah: "I like Emma and all, but once she gets that kind of fire in her eyes, it's kind of hard to stop her. Cause I want to get caught in a tornado," he rolls his eyes at that last part.
Junior: "Remind me why I agreed to this show again?" he stares blankly at the camera.
Cody: "After 3 seasons of this show, I've learned one very important detail. Once a chick fight breaks out, do NOT get involved!" he tells the camera.
Sammy: "That kind of reminds me of me and Amy," she scratches the back of her head.
The Killer Owls
"Alright team! We need talents!" Courtney said, standing on top of a box next to the cabins, "Everyone audition, and we'll decide on who gets in! Harold, no beatboxing remember," Courtney glared at Harold at that last part.
"Gosh! I get it! Why do you all have to bully me!" Harold cried, "And besides, I can show off my totally awesome num-yo skills!" he pulled out his num-yo, and jumped into a ninja pose. Everyone jumped back in surprise, and Harold started to twirl it around, with decent skill. He managed to avoid serious injury, until Duncan snuck up behind him, and stopped the twirling by sticking a stick in the twirling. This caused the num-yo to wrap around Harold, imprisoning him.
"Duncan! What the heck was that!" Harold cried, struggling to get free from his new prison.
"Sorry Dorris, my stick slipped," Duncan said snickering.
"Duncan stop!" Courtney scolded, "Just leave him alone now. Harold, if you can actually do that in the talent show, you're in. But, if you don't," Courtney smiled evilly at Duncan, who cracked his knuckles. Harold gulped and nodded.
Courtney: "It's basic leadership skills. Intimidate the others to where they won't be able to take your title. How do you intimidate them? Behind your own, personal, bodyguard," she smirks at the camera.
Harold: "Gosh! It's like no one takes me seriously on this show! Courtney and Duncan think their so smart. Let's wait until I'm in the final 10, and they're relaxing in their private suite at that fancy loser hotel!"
"Alright, let's take other volunteers," Courtney said. Bridgette raised her hand, "That don't involve standing on their hands for 20 minutes," Bridgette put her hand down, "Anyone else?"
"Dude! I have a totally wicked idea! I can play an awesome guitar solo!" Rock suggested. He looked around to see the reactions.
"That sounds awesome!" Brody said.
"Trent's aura said he was hoping for something related to the guitar," Dawn stated. Everyone gave her an odd glance.
"Fine, you can play your guitar solo," Courtney said. Rock started to shuffle in place, "What now!"
"It's an electric guitar, so I need something to power it," he rubbed his arm.
"Are you serious!" Courtney shouted.
"It's the only kind of guitar that makes awesome rock and roll solos!" Rock defended himself. Courtney continued to yell at him, while Rock tried to hide himself. The camera cuts to B, who is silently thinking up and idea. His head shot up in realization, and Dawn noticed this.
"Friends! Calm your rage!" Dawn yelled. Courtney stopped yelling at Rock to look at Dawn.
"What!" Courtney yelled again, this time at Dawn, still hyped up on adrenaline.
"I sense B has a plan to supply Rock's guitar with it's needed electricity!" Dawn said glancing at B. B nodded. He started acting like he was putting something together, and plugging something in, "B says he brought a generator with him. He thinks it will be strong enough to power Rock's guitar." Dawn said.
"Really dude? That's awesome!" Rock said, "Can you grab it?" B nodded, "Suh-weet! I'll go grab my guitar!" He ran off to grab it. B followed suit.
"So, anyone else got anything?" Courtney asked.
"I can show off my fashion skills ma'am!" Brick said, "I must report that I went to fashion school with Cameron's Total Drama Revenge of the Island winnings!"
"Seriously dude? That's lame," Duncan chuckled.
"I'll have you know I was the best male student at the school!" Brick said, getting up in Duncan's face, "And, the only one," he added sheepishly. Duncan, MacArthur, and Brody chuckled at this.
"Dude, that's seriously lame. Even more than Dorris over here," Duncan said, pointing at the tied up Harold.
"Duncan, stop!" Courtney scolded, "We need to give everyone a chance to volunteer. Second of all," Courtney took a deep breath, "HOW ARE YOU GOING TO DISPLAY FASHION AS A TALENT!" she screamed. The camera cut outward, revealing everyone's hair had blown back.
"Theres my girl!" Duncan said happily.
"Ma'am, I can model?" Brick speaked, not wanting to cause another outburst.
"If Lindsiot were here, maybe that would be a good idea. Sadly she's not, and no one else here is fit to model! All people want to see is dumb blondes in bikinis!" Courtney pointed out. The camera stayed on her angry face, and then cut to everyone else. After another second of thinking, all eyes turned to Bridgette, who went wide eyed when she realized what was happened.
"Oh no, I'm not becoming the next Justin!" Bridgette complained.
"Aww come on Bridgette, you would be perfect!" Courtney said.
"No! You're my friend, but no!" Bridgette said, folding her arms, "Besides, I don't even have a bikini. I have a wet suit anyways."
"Oh really?" Courtney smirked, "There was a certain aqua blue bikini hanging on the railing of our cabin, and I'm pretty sure Dawn doesn't wear bikinis, MacArthur's has polka dots, and blue isn't really Zoey's color," the aforementioned girls nodded, confirming this.
"Hey, I think I've saw you wearing something like that before Geoff was eliminated," Brody pondered.
"Wha, how did you, fine. It's mine. Happy?" Bridgette complied.
"Very," Courtney smiled sadistically.
"Whatever. What am I supposed to do? Walk out there and act all hot? Trent's not that type of guy. If Cody or Geoff was the judge, I would do it. But Trent? I don't know," Bridgette asked.
"Trust me. All guys are the same in the long run. This will be perfect," Courtney said.
"Ugh, fine. But I want immunity at tonight's vote!" Bridgette proposed.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now where are Rock and B!" Courtney asked.
"We're here!" came a voice. Heads turned to see Rock and B running with guitar and generator in hand, "Let's rock dudes!"
"Sweet! I've heard you and Spud were pretty good!" Brody said.
"Yeah we are! B, can you start up that generator?" Rock asked. B nodded, and flipped a switch. The hum of the generator started up, signaling that it had turned on. Rock fiddled with the plug on his electric guitar, He did a test note, and smiled when sound came out.
"Awesome! 1! 2! 3!" he yelled, then started his long guitar solo. There were many times where he did power slides, played it behind his back, and other tricks. By the time he was done, the generator was sparking from all of the power it had used. Others sat there speechless. All of a sudden, they started cheering.
"Dude, that was wicked!" Brody exclaimed, giving Rock a fist bump.
"Not bad dude," Duncan added, giving a nod of approval.
"Fine he can be in the talent show," Courtney said, "So it's Rock, Bridgette, and me."
"Uh, what exactly can you do again princess?" Duncan asked.
"Uh, violin solo, hello! And as long as there aren't any lights around," she shot a glare at Bridgette, who smiled sheepishly, "We should be good. Now let's get out there and win another challenge people!" Courtney rallied. A series of cheers came, and everyone went their separate ways.
At the amphitheater
"Welcome to the second annual TDI Extravaganza!" Chris said, now on stage. The Hawks and Owls sat in separate benches on the side, cheering their fellow teammates on. However, Heather, Emma, Gwen, Owen, Kitty, Bridgette, Courtney, B, and Rock were all backstage. "We have 6 wonderful acts prepared for you tonight, judged by Grand Master of the Night, Trent!" Trent walked on stage, waving to the crowd.
"Our first act of the night, will be the fabulous, Bridgette!" Chris announced. The Owls cheered, while the Hawks raised their eyebrows at what Bridgette could do. Bridgette walked out onto the stage, in her bikini, and Cody and Junior widened their eyes, a bit of drool coming from their mouths. Noah noticed this, and rolled his eyes.
Noah: "It seems like every juvenile male gets turned on by hot girls in bikinis. I'm growing up with a generation of morons."
Bridgette walked into the middle of the stage, and started doing her best at modeling. She flashed a few poses, and made a few teasing motions. By the time she was done, Duncan, Cody, Junior, Brody, Brick, Harold, and even Trent were all covering their bloody noses. Noah was the only male there not in that state, and he just sat there with a blank expression while everyone with a bloody nose went to go get cleaned up. Bridgette smiled at her success, not even the least bit disappointed that she wasn't able to get Noah as well.
"Wow, that was something Bridgette, didn't know you had that in you," Chris said walking onto stage, wiping his own bloody nose with a handkerchief, which he tossed offstage, "What does Trent say?" The camera cuts backstage, where Trent is sitting in a truth or electrocution chair, holding a tissue to his bloody nose. Chef is standing next to him, with a walkie talkie in one hand, and a tissue to his nose in the other hand. He heard something in his walkie talkie, grunted in response, and turned to Trent.
"Listen here music boy. You gotta tell the audience what you grading surfer girl's performance," Chef told Trent, "And if you lie," Chef smiled sadistically at the chair Trent was sitting in. Trent just gulped.
"Uh, I guess I'll give it an 8? Out of 10?" Trent winced, waiting for a shock, but none came.
"OK. You're alive," Chef said, kind of surprised. He pulled out his walkie talkie, a murmured something into it. Back on stage, Chris put his walkie talkie up to his ear, and listened to what Chef said.
"Alright! Chef says Trent gave Bridgette's performance an 8 out of 10!" Chris announced. The Owls cheered, at the high score, and Bridgette smiled.
Bridgette: "Honestly, that wasn't that bad. Usually need Geoff to console me through stuff like that, but it wasn't that hard. If surfing doesn't pay out, maybe modelling wouldn't be a bad second option," she pondered.
"Alright! Our first act for the Hawks, please welcome, Owen!" Chris said. The Hawks cheered, and Owen walked out on stage, waving to everyone, as the guys came back.
"Hi everyone!" Owen laughed.
"Owen my man, time to see what you got!" Chris said. Owen nodded, and pulled out his soda bottle. The Owls widened their eyes.
Duncan: "I was wondering what that loup burp was in season 1. I heard a lot of guy cheers, and Trent's judging. We are screwed," he said.
Owen chugged the entire bottle of pop, pulled back, and let the entire alphabet rip. All the guys and MacArthur cheered, while the Hawk girls looked indifferent, and the Owl girls looked grossed out.
"Nice job Owen my man! And it seems Trent agrees," Chris said, while Trent gave a thumbs up from behind the curtain, "He has given it a 9 out of 10! Not because of a lucky number I presume?" Trent gave another thumbs up, "Oh well! 9 points for the Hawks!" The Hawks cheered. "Now for the Owls, please welcome, Courtney!" Courtney walked out with a smug look on her face and her violin. She started to play, and it was a good solo. She finished on a long note, and everyone clapped politely.
"Not bad Courtney," Chris said, and Courtney smirked, "But Trent didn't think as much. 4 points for the Owls!"
"What! Where is Trent, I'll strangle his little neck!" Courtney started to complain, but Duncan came up and stage and walked Courtney off.
"Don't worry everyone, she'll rage herself to sleep," Duncan said, still leading a still screaming Courtney to the cabins. He continued pushing, and Chris continued.
"Moving on, now up for the Hawks, please welcome, Kitty!" Kitty walked on stage in a jester outfit, and most of the males giggled. Kitty ignored them, and started her juggling routine. She was doing well, until she missed a catch. It made her lose her concentration, and she dropped the rest of the balls. She stood staring at the audience for a couple of seconds, then ran off the stage in tears. Emma looked out on the stage to see Kitty crying, sighed, and followed her.
"Alright, that was, something. Trent gives it a 2 out of 10!" Chris announced, "The Owls still lead 12 points to 11. Can Rock extend the lead? I have high hopes!" Chris said, while Rock walked out on stage, the cord to his guitar leading off stage.
"Are you dudes ready to rock?" Rock yelled like a rockstar, "1! 2! 3!" And he started playing. He was doing well, and the camera cut backstage, where B is nodding his head to the beat. Then MacArthur poked her head out from behind the curtain.
MacArthur: "Mr. Silent genius over there thinks he's so smart. Sanders and I always have the same strategy. Go for the threat."
MacArthur pulls out a pair of wire cutters, and advanced toward the generator. While B's head is turned, she cuts the wire connecting Rock's guitar to the generator. She quickly runs off backstage. On stage, while Rock is in the middle of his solo, his guitar cuts out.
"Uhhh, pssh!" Rock says, trying to make a sound to continue, but then ran offstage.
"Well, it looks like Rock's solo has been cut off. Trent has given it a 3!" Chris announced on stage. The Owls groaned.
Duncan: "I thought Elvis loved guitar. Don't know why he's giving it such a low score," he shrugs.
Trent: "I don't like rock and roll, I do casual. Also that Courtney's score was payback for how she's treated Gwen over the seasons," he explained.
"B! What was that!" Rock groaned as he made it backstage. B tried to point to the cut wire, but Rock just stormed past, a little miffed that his solo got cut off. He went to go tell the team what happened.
"The Hawks need at least a 4 to tie, and 5 to win the whole thing! I did not receive an act for the Hawks, so they better send someone out quick, or else they forfeit!" Chris exclaimed. Backstage, Gwen and Emma are talking, Emma still holding a sobbing Kitty.
"What do we do? We didn't have time to send out another act!" Gwen said.
"I don't know, what are our options?" Emma asked.
"Well, Trent's not going to score Heather well, all Cody does is spit out pick up lines, Noah's lazy," Gwen looked to see if Emma was offended by this, but she brushed it off for the moment, "What can Sammy do?"
"Insult her sister?" Emma offered. The two girls looked out at the bleachers to see Junior sitting by himself, yawning, waiting for the whole challenge to be over. Gwen and Emma looked at each other, same idea in mind. A minute later, Junior was standing out on stage, with Gwen and Emma looking at him from backstage.
"Just do something!" Emma whispered from backstage. Junior thought about it for another moment, then came up with an idea. He ran backstage for a second, and came back with a beatbox. He pressed play, and a song started up. All of a sudden, Junior started to breakdance, doing flips and spins, and surprisingly, he was good.
Junior: "I've done a lot of things so far on this show that I just kept as hidden talents, because my classmates find them stupid. Wait until they're calling me stupid with a million dollars!"
Junior continued to breakdance, and when the song was almost done, he did one last backflip. He held his arms up, signalling that he was done. There was silence for a second, and then the others erupted in cheers, except for Duncan.
Duncan: "Pssh, I've seen better," he says blankly.
"Kid, that is some of the most impressive breakdancing I've seen!" Trent exclaimed, walking on stage, "I'm giving that a ten!" he gave Junior a fist bump.
"Thanks!" Junior said, walking backstage, where Emma, Gwen, and now a calmed down Kitty high fived Junior.
"You heard Trent! The Screaming Hawks win with a final score of 21 to 15!" Chris said, walking out on stage, "Killer Owls, I'll see your sorry butts at the elimination ceremony! Trent, you are dismissed!" Chris said, then walked offstage, and Trent followed.
Later, Trent is walking through the woods, whistling to himself as he walks back to the Dock of Shame.
"Wait! Trent!" he hears a voice behind him. He turns to see Gwen running up to him.
"Hey Gwen," he says, greeting her.
"Listen Trent, we need to talk. About relationships," Gwen said, looking into Trent's eyes, which raised in suspicion.
"Yeah? What is it?" he asked.
"Here's the thing, I am done with boy relationships on this show," Gwen started.
"So girls are still an option?" Trent teased, to which Gwen punched him in the arm, and chuckled.
"Really funny. Listen, I know you still have feelings for me," Gwen continued, to which Trent nodded sheepishly, "And I'll admit, I still have a bit of feelings for you too," Trent nodded again, "I know the reason we originally broke up was because this game was getting to you. If you want to work something out after this sick game is over, can we agree to that?" Gwen asked. Trent thought about it for a moment, then stuck out his hand.
"Deal," he said as Gwen shook his hand, "See ya around, friend," he said. Gwen smiled one last time, and turned around to go, and gave one last wave to Trent. She smiled, as she had finally resolved her 4 season long conflict with Trent.
At the campfire
"Campers, you all are losers in your own right. But today, one of you is about to be the biggest loser of all. I mean, you guys got beat by a 13 year old kid, again!" Chris laughed.
"Just get on with it!" Courtney complained.
"Alright, sheesh. I have only 10 marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up, and claim your marshmallow. The first marshmallow goes to, Harold," Chris said.
"Yes!" Harold fist pumped, and claimed his marshmallow.
"The next marshmallow goes to, Zoey," Chris continued.
"Bridgette"
"Duncan"
"Brick"
"Dawn"
"MacArthur"
"Brody"
All of the aforementioned campers claimed their marshmallows, leaving Courtney, B, and Rock.
"Each of you recieved some votes tonight. You all screwed up for your team today, so none of you need to stay here in my eyes. The next marshmallow goes to, Rock," Chris said. Rock smiled, and claimed his marshmallow.
"Campers, this is the final marshmallow. The camper who will recieve this marshmallow and remain in the game is,"
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"Courtney," Chris finally said. Courtney sighed in relief, and claimed her marshmallow, leaving a depressed B sitting on his stump.
"What can I say, you kind of blew it for your team. What even happened to that generator? Care to explain?" Chris asked. B sat there, and tried to say something. Everyone gasped. He opened his mouth and started to speak.
"Th-" he started, but Chris cut him off.
"Well, look at the time! B said his part of his first word! Chef!" Chris yelled. Chef came in and dragged B to the Boat of Losers.
"The rest of you are safe, for now," Chris said smirking. The campers walked off, glad to be safe.
Voting Confessionals
B: He holds a paper that has 'Courtney' scribbled on it.
Courtney: "I vote for Rock," she says coldly.
Duncan: "No way am I voting for my girl. Rock said B cut off his generator, so he's gone," he said.
Rock: "I don't know why B would just cut off his generator in the middle of my solo like that! I told the team what he did, so I hope he learns his lesson," he says, kind of disappointed.
Zoey: "Rock said B cut of his generator in his performance, so I guess I vote B."
MacArthur: "See ya Bev," she smiles.
Brick: "General Escobar said we vote B, so he must go," he states.
Harold: "I could have kept that generator running. I vote B, because I'm the only smart guy on this team!"
Dawn: "B's aura states that he did not cut the wire during Rock's guitar performance. I vote for Courtney, because her aura is red with a small bit of black."
Bridgette: "Rock said B ruined his performance, so he gets my vote."
Brody: "I don't want to vote for B, he seems like a cool guy, but I guess I have to."
Votes:
B - 8
Courtney - 2
Rock - 1
So, hi everyone. Sorry about that month long hiatus. I had a month long novel assignment in ELA, so I was trying to manage my time between my school work and this story, but I will try to get updates out faster. As for B's elimination, he was another character that was expendable. I'm not putting Dawn in a relationship, but I feel like I wanted to do a crack friendship of Rock and Dawn. I also hate Nawn and Bawn btw. I need challenge ideas people! I have three more challenge ideas, then I'm going to need some suggestions. Also, I'm going to be starting this little thing called 'Random TDI Fact of the Day' where I tell you guys a random Total Drama fact every chapter. Fish, out!