A/N: Nothing much to say here. Here's another episode for ya.
"Last time on Total Drama House Party…" Hatchet stood in the foyer for the recap. "Reactions were mixed after Spankety's surprise elimination: Kiki and Jilly didn't seem too happy, but Ernie and Tucker were more than fine with it. Our challenge was an Awake-a-Thon, in which the houseguests competed to see who could stay awake the longest. In the end, Team Chill went from the bottom to the top thanks to Jilly's and David's music, while Team Thunder ended up in last place, and that's where things got crazy. Chappy wanted his team to vote out Ziggy due to his failure in the challenges, while Susan wanted to vote out Judy for… some reason. I dunno. In the end, it was Ziggy who took the fall. Two down, eighteen remain. Who will fall next? Find out ya fool! Only on Total! Drama! HOUSE PARTY!"
Team Thunder stepped out to the backyard after the elimination ceremony.
"Alright, listen up!" Chappy called his team to attention. "Now that our weakest link is gone, I expect to be winning every challenge from here on out."
"Then expect to be disappointed," Franklin muttered under his breath.
"What was that?!" Chappy snapped.
"Chappy, it's late. We're all tired from the challenge. I think we should get some sleep," Preston suggested.
Susan yawned very loudly. "I agree. I'm tired!"
"Oh, hey, by the way, not that I'm mad or anything, but why was I in the bottom two last night?" Judy asked.
"Why? Is there someone else you had in mind?" Susan asked with a hint of anger.
"Well, I just didn't think I was anyone's first choice for a vote," Judy frowned. "No offense, but I thought that there was at least one other person worth voting for."
"There was. And now he's gone," Chappy said firmly. "So be glad."
"Hm…" Bailey seemed to be thinking to herself as everything else went on around her.
Confessional:
Bailey: (she is reading from a paper) It seems that Judy may be catching on to Susan's rivalry with her. Sadly I am unsure as to whether or not her finding out is a good thing. On one hand, if she finds out, the whole thing could be cleared up and it could bring us closer together. On the other hand, it could possibly fan the flames of Susan's disdain and cause quite a stir within the team. Oh, how I hate uncertainty.
Preston: Yeah, I would have liked to vote out Susan last night, but it just wasn't the right time. Chappy wanted to lose Ziggy, and I needed to gain Chappy's trust. Whatever. Ziggy was expendable. Perhaps by the next time we have to vote, I'll have gained enough of Chappy's trust to convince him to vote Susan. Hopefully nobody will catch on to me by then.
Franklin: So, Ziggy left last night, which all but confirms that Preston, Chappy, and Judy are in an alliance. And thanks to the possibility that Preston knows about my… past… I may unwillingly end up part of that alliance as well. What to do, what to do?
Team Flame had now made their way to the basement.
"Huh. So this is what it's like down here," Rachel said.
"Uh, we were here before," Nolan pointed out. "During the tour of the house. Duh."
"Oh right. You're soooooo smart," Rachel flirted.
"So, what will the sleeping arrangements be?" Barry asked. "There are four beds, and six of us."
"Didn't what's-his-face say we'd probably end up sharing beds?" CJ asked.
"Well, I'll just take my own bed here, since obviously nobody wants to share a bed with me," Erica grumbled.
"Uh…" Barry started.
"There's no point in arguing with her," Nolan interrupted as he rolled a die. "Alright, it's been decided. I'll share a bed with Mac."
"It's cool, dude," Mac nodded. "By the way, if I start kicking in my sleep, it's nothing personal. Just pain. Heeheehahaha!"
"Looks like it's just you and me, Barry," Rachel swooned as she took Barry by the arm.
"Oh, do I not get a vote?" CJ asked sarcastically. "Don't answer that. I'd be more than happy to sleep alone."
"Uh, well… you see… uh…" Barry rubbed the back of his head.
"What's wrong, Barrykins?" Rachel asked.
"Uh, nothing," Barry decided. "Let's get to sleep."
"Oh, Barry. I thought you'd never ask," Rachel giggled.
Confessional:
Rachel: Since Nolan and Mac are no longer options for flirting, that just leaves Barry. He might be a bit hard to get to, but I'm sure I can do it. Guys his age have crazy sex drives. All it takes is a little push. Hmhm.
Barry: I wanted to avoid sharing a bed with a girl at all costs, so I could avoid potential debauchery, but Rachel didn't really give me a choice, and I didn't want to seem like a prude. I promised myself I wouldn't be preachy, but I also don't want to stray too far from my beliefs. Honestly, if it were anyone but Rachel, I'd be fine, but she's a little… how do I put this? Unrestrained? I need to pray about this.
Nolan: (he is covered in bruises) Remind me to do a re-roll if I ever have to share a bed with Mac again.
Team Chill made their way to the first place rooms.
"I still love how, like, my team of all teams ended up winning the 'no sleeping' challenge, ya know?" Ernie pointed out.
"Yeah, no thanks to you," Jilly said. "Your girl and David had to do all the work."
"I didn't realize listening to music counted as work," Ernie quipped.
"Ah, get over it," Lauren said. "We're all tired. Why don't we talk about it in the morning?"
"Yeah, Tucker needs his beauty rest," Tucker agreed.
"I'll say," Jilly joked to Kiki and Lauren, who laughed in response.
"You're next…" Tucker muttered.
"Is that a threat?" Jilly asked.
"Let's just drop it," David said in a suspicious manner.
"What's up with you?" Jilly asked.
"Absolutely nothing. Why would there be something up with me? That's just silly," David said as he never made eye contact with anyone. "Oh look, there's our rooms. Good night." David rushed to his room and shut the door.
"Weirdo," Kiki muttered to Jilly and Lauren.
Confessional:
David: I don't want someone to accidentally think I'm the panty thief! That would not be good. I'm seriously considering swapping to Kiki's alliance. Then I wouldn't have to work with Tucker. I swear, Tucker's the only one keeping me from having fun in this game.
Kiki: David's certainly suspicious. At first, he was the only guy on our team that I had some problem with booting, since he's probably the strongest physically on our team, but now… I'm not so sure. Hopefully this will clear itself up in the near future. Maybe he can go after I get rid of Tucker and Ernie.
Tucker: You know, Tucker's been thinking. That was a close shave last night. Judy almost got eliminated before Tucker could nab her unmentionables. Perhaps Tucker should branch out to stealing panties from the other team. But his first priority is to make sure Lauren gives into Tucker's blackmail. Heheheheh.
Susan was gleefully skipping through the halls as she hummed to herself.
"Lalalalala~" she sang. "Whoah!" All of a sudden, Susan tripped on a fold in the rug.
"Hey, are you okay?" someone asked as they approached Susan.
"Oh, well, I…" Susan looked up to see it was Judy. "I'm perfectly fine, thank you," Susan said huffily as she got up and brushed herself off.
"Oh. That's cool," Judy smiled. "Hey, by the way. I hate to bring this up again, but it's been kinda bugging me lately, you know? Did you vote for me last night?"
"As a matter of fact I did," Susan said firmly.
"Oh, okay. May I ask why?" Judy asked.
"It was a group decision. Franklin, Bailey, and I all decided," Susan said as she folded her arms.
"Wait, but then…" Judy scratched her head. "Well, thanks for telling me. That helps out a bit."
"Whatever," Susan muttered as she walked away.
Confessional:
Judy: Something about what Susan said didn't add up. She said that she, Bailey, and Franklin all voted for me last night, and yet Ziggy went home. I don't think Ziggy voted for himself, and if he'd voted for me, I'd be gone. But if Ziggy voted for someone else, it'd be a three on three tie between me and Ziggy. So why did Ziggy leave? If you ask me, I don't think Susan was telling the truth.
Susan: Where does Judy get off, asking me why I voted for her? What is she, a detective?
Nolan and CJ walked up to the bathroom. Nolan turned to CJ.
"This should probably go without saying, but you can't really follow me in here," Nolan told her.
"But what am I going to do while I'm waiting for you?" CJ whined.
"I don't know. What do you normally do when you quit the challenges and wait for us to finish?" Nolan asked.
"Draw in my sketchbook, usually," CJ told him.
"Then do that," Nolan said as he shut the door.
"But I don't have it," CJ whined.
"What's going on?" Mac asked curiously as he approached the scene.
"I'm bored," CJ said.
"You can deck me in the face if that'll help," Mac offered excitedly.
CJ pondered a bit before punching Mac in the cheek.
"Heeheehahaha! Nice!" Mac grinned.
"Well now I'm bored again," CJ said.
"Wanna share life stories?" Mac asked with a grin.
"Whatever," CJ reluctantly agreed.
Confessional:
Nolan: Alright, to be honest, I escaped out the window. You know in movies how someone will hide in the bathroom and then jump out the window to flee from someone? Yeah, I did that. Of all the allies I could have rolled, why did it have to be the one who has nothing better to do than follow me around everywhere?
CJ: Well, Mac and I chatted for a bit. Surprisingly, I didn't want to kill myself. It's the little things that make our team not getting last place and voting me out less painful.
Mac: CJ's kinda strange, but you know what? She's alright. I mean, heck, she nearly knocked out one of my teeth. That girl can punch! Heeheehahaha!
Tucker knocked on the door to Lauren's first place room.
"Come in!" Lauren called. "I can't answer the door; I'm painting my nails!"
Tucker opened the door and marched in with a grin.
"What do you want?" Lauren asked warily as she sat on her bed, painting her toenails.
"Tucker's being generous, you see," Tucker told her.
"Oh, do tell," Lauren scoffed.
"Tucker's giving you one last chance to accept his little proposal," Tucker said. "If you agree to make out with Tucker, then Tucker won't tell everyone that you and Kiki did the nasty. Heheheheh."
"We didn't do that, Tucker. We just made out a little," Lauren insisted. "And besides, just because I'm a bisexual with an overactive libido, that doesn't mean I'm easy."
"You sure?" Tucker asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Pretty sure. I don't care if you tell everyone that I made out with Kiki. So piss off," Lauren said angrily.
"Okay. Just making sure you're okay with it," Tucker said innocently as he pulled a slingshot from his pocket and fired a pellet at the vial of nail polish Lauren was using, causing it to break and spill all over the covers.
"Tucker!" Lauren screeched.
"Heheh. Laters!" Tucker waved goodbye as he left the room.
Confessional:
Tucker: Perhaps Lauren forgot. Telling the others about Kiki wasn't the only thing she could have prevented by accepting Tucker's demands. Tucker also promised to, shall we say, overlook his policy on pranking hot girls when it comes to her and Kiki. Oh, this should be fun. Heheheheh.
Lauren: (she is seething in anger) That. Was. A limited. *Bleep*ing. Edition. Container. Of nail polish. That. Mother*bleep*er. Is going. Down.
Bailey approached Franklin with a number of papers in her hand. She cleared her throat as she began to read from one of them.
"Good day, Franklin," Bailey greeted. "As you can see, I have spent all night composing responses to a number of topics, should you wish to discuss them."
"Oh, really?" Franklin asked, impressed. "I was wondering what you were writing in the backyard last night."
"Yes. I predicted that I would find myself unable to sleep due to the living conditions; I must confess I am rather spoiled in that department," Bailey read.
"You know, you don't have to read to me all the time," Franklin said. "We're friends, right?"
"Um, yes, well, you know…" Bailey stuttered. "You see, I, uh, can't really, you know, I'm not that great of a speaker, is what I'm trying to say. I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize," Franklin told her. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Oh, um…" Bailey flipped through her papers for a topic. "I too am rather concerned about Susan's disdain towards Judy. I'm afraid that it could lead to continued loss in our team, and, with Chappy still on our team, that wouldn't exactly be pleasant."
"I agree," Franklin nodded. "The problem is, the best way to solve this is to vote out one of them, and that leaves us with a dilemma.
"Indeed," Bailey continued to read. "Should we choose to vote out Susan, not only would we lose an ally in this game, but a friend as well. Should we choose to vote out Judy, we would lose a valuable asset in challenges, which would be bad for our chances in this game as well as morale, should Chappy still be around."
"You know, you don't have to talk so formally," Franklin smiled. "It sounds weird talking to someone so… what's the word?"
"Articulate?" Bailey guessed.
"Sure," Franklin said. "Point is, unless we can solve their differences, we may have to vote out Judy or Susan next time we lose, and I don't want to do that."
"Agreed," Bailey nodded.
Confessional:
Franklin: I do enjoy talking strategy with Bailey, I just wish she wasn't so awkward when it comes to speaking. It seems like she's either a stuttering mess or a stuffy librarian. Maybe I could teach her how to open up.
Bailey: (she is reading from a paper) While I would wish to take the more peaceful option and try to mediate the conflict between Susan and Judy, I fear that I would be unable to do this on my own. With my rather methodical medium of communication, it wouldn't be easy to sort out the whole thing. Perhaps Franklin can assist me.
As Barry went for the stairs to exit the basement, Rachel walked down them.
"Oh, hello, Rachel," Barry greeted with a smile.
"Oh, Barry! I've been looking everywhere for you!" Rachel gave Barry a big hug.
"R-really?" Barry asked. "What's up?"
"It's just that…" Rachel sniveled as she started to cry. "I tried, you know, flirting with Nolan and Mac, and they both turned me down."
"I'm sorry," Barry said empathetically.
"I know I'm kind of over-the-top about it, but…" Rachel sniveled. "I only act that way because all the attention makes me feel pretty. But now, with them, ignoring me, I just…" Rachel began bawling into Barry's shoulder. "I feel so unpretty!"
"Oh, sweetie," Barry reassuringly patted Rachel on the back. "Don't you worry. You're beautiful. Between you and me, you're one of the most stunning girls in this house."
Rachel sniveled again. "You really think so?"
"I know so," Barry smiled.
Rachel let go of Barry and wiped her eyes. "Thanks, Barry. You're the sweetest. I really mean it." Rachel gave Barry a peck on the cheek as she walked back upstairs.
"Don't mention it," Barry said as he began to blush.
Confessional:
Barry: You know, I guess I never noticed before, but after telling Rachel how beautiful she is, I started to believe it myself. She really is gorgeous. Maybe it's because I'm not a girl, but I don't think she has any reason to feel unpretty. She seems pretty wholesome besides the whole flirting thing, but she just told me that isn't who she really is, so who knows, really? Maybe the two of us have something special.
Rachel: Hook, line, and sinker.
David, Ernie, and Jilly were currently eating breakfast – Kiki, Lauren, and Tucker had already finished and left the room.
"I'm just saying, Grey DeLisle is at least witty and clever on top of hot," Ernie said to David. "Tara Strong's just a slut."
"Tara Strong is not a slut!" David defended. "I mean, I guess she panders to her fans, but that just means she cares about us."
"Y'all two are ridiculous," Jilly said, probably rolling her eyes behind her shades.
"Says the girl ripping off her fashion choices from the X-Men," Ernie responded.
"You wanna go?" Jilly offered as she cracked her knuckles.
"Nah thanks, I'm good," Ernie replied.
Just then, David began coughing hard. It appeared he was choking on something.
"Aw, dang!" Jilly exclaimed. "Dude, do the Heimlich on him or something!"
"Why do I have to do it?" Ernie asked.
"Do you want him to die?!" Jilly asked.
All of a sudden, Yolonda ran up to David and began performing the Heimlich maneuver on him.
"Come on, come on, come on…!" Yolonda struggled. "Almost there, almost there!" All of a sudden, a white, crumpled piece of paper launched out of David's mouth and onto Ernie's face, landing in Ernie's cereal.
"…I'm not hungry anymore," Ernie said as he got up and left.
Confessional:
David: I mean, I thought Yolonda liked me, but she keeps putting pieces of paper in my food. That's not cool, dude.
Jilly: Ernie's whack, ya know that? His own friend is all dyin' and shizz, and he won't even help. I don't like him one bit. I haven't forgotten about him tricking Lauren to vote out Spankety either.
Ernie: Why bother doing something when someone else can do it for me? That's my philosophy. Unless it involves strategizing to vote other people out – that's surprisingly fun.
Hatchet had gathered the eighteen contestants to the foyer for another challenge.
"Alright, maggots. Now, I'm all for making challenges difficult, but Chris came up with a whole lotta challenges for future seasons before he got, er, well he's not here right now!" Hatchet informed the houseguests. "Anyway. Point bein', I ain't exactly full o' challenge ideas, so if any of these challenge reek of Chris, that's why."
"So what's today's challenge?" Chappy asked eagerly.
"…Truth or Dare," Hatchet said hesitantly.
"Aw, that's gay!" Chappy objected.
"Hey now," Lauren said in a half-warning, half-threatening tone.
"Anyway, here's how this challenge is gonna work," Hatchet started. "Each team will take turns forcing someone on another team to complete a dare, or tell a hard truth. One contestant on a team must fulfill the truth or dare in order for it to count. If the contestant who gets dared manages to complete the dare or tell the truth, they'll get a point their team. If they don't pull it off, then the team who dared them gets two points. When one team makes it to ten points, the challenge will be over, and that team will get first place. The team with the second-most amount of points will get second, and, naturally, the team with the least amount of points will have to vote somebody out. You got that? Good! Let's get started!"
Confessional:
Preston: Hm, quite the interesting challenge. Naturally, I have no reason to ask for truths, since I know everything, so this will be a fun opportunity to subject the others to a bit of torture.
Kiki: Well, this should be fun. Not. I'm hoping nobody asks me for a truth, because I can't speak in front of those… guys.
Erica: Great. Just another reason it sucks to be me.
"Now, Team Thunder, since y'all got last place last time, y'all can go first," Hatchet said. "Pick someone from the opposing teams and ask them to perform a dare or tell a truth."
"Should we do truth or dare?" Susan asked her teammates.
"Dare," Preston said. "Remember, I can read people. There's no truth in this house that I don't already know."
"A'ight, we dare freckle girl to lick the floor!" Chappy blurted.
Everyone's eyes turned to CJ.
"Yeah, eff that noise," CJ scoffed.
"CJ!" Nolan scolded.
"I'm trying to get voted out, remember?" CJ asked disinterestedly.
"That's two points for Team Thunder!" Hatchet announced.
"Alright, Chappy!" Judy gave Chappy a hi-five in celebration.
"We ain't losin' this time," Chappy grinned.
"Team Flame, your turn," Hatchet said.
Nolan covered CJ's mouth before she could say something to throw the challenge. "We dare Chappy to kiss a dude!"
"Excuse me?!" Chappy snapped.
"You want to win, don't you?" Nolan asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Yeah, but I ain't a homo!" Chappy objected.
"Well, you're going to have to make up your mind," Nolan said.
"…I gotta go take a leak," Chappy informed everyone as he left the foyer.
"I'm just gonna count that as refusing the dare. Two points for Team Flame," Hatchet clarified. "Team Chill, it's your turn."
"Tucker dares Rachel to kiss him," Tucker grinned.
"Seriously?" Lauren asked flatly.
"What? Rachel's hot," Tucker said.
"Heehee. Sure," Rachel agreed. She walked up to Tucker and kissed him on the forehead.
"Hey! That doesn't count!" Tucker shouted.
"You dared her to kiss you. You didn't say where," Hatchet shrugged. "Point for Team Flame."
"Nice," Ernie said sarcastically to Tucker.
"Team Thunder?" Hatchet suggested that they come up with a truth or a dare.
"Truth for Barry," Judy spoke up before anyone else could say anything. "How ya doing?"
"I'm doing well, thanks for asking," Barry replied.
"Uh, is that it?" Hatchet asked.
"Yup," Judy replied.
"Okay then. Point for Team Flame," Hatchet shrugged.
"What was that?" Preston asked Judy.
"I didn't want to keep picking on CJ. That'd be unfair," Judy frowned. "Besides, I wanted to know how Barry was doing."
"Team Flame, your turn," Hatchet said.
"We dare Tucker to slam his head against the wall ten times!" Mac said enthusiastically.
"Easy," Tucker grinned as he unzipped his pants.
"TUCKER!" the other members of Team Chill shouted, besides Kiki of course.
"What? He never said which head. Heheheheh," Tucker chuckled.
Kiki grabbed Tucker by the hair and slammed his head against the wall ten times.
"Ow! Hey! No fair! What did Tucker do?! Tucker doesn't deserve this!" Tucker shouted in between slams.
"What the heck, I'll count it," Hatchet said with a pleased smile. "Point for Team Chill."
Confessional:
Kiki: (she's adjusting her glasses with an arrogant look on her face) I assume my approval rating with the fans just went up.
Tucker: Oh, now Kiki's in for it! Just you wait!
Judy: Wow. I did not expect that kind of violence out of Kiki. That's seriously not cool.
"Alright, Team Chill, your turn," Hatchet said.
"I dare CJ to-" Ernie started.
"Pass," CJ said nonchalantly.
"You know, you could at least try," Erica grumbled.
"But that'd defeat the purpose of me trying to go early," CJ told her.
"Whatever. It don't matter to me. Two points for Team Chill," Hatchet said. "Team Thunder?"
"We dare Jilly to chug three cans of pop," Susan said.
"Alright! Now this is my kind of dare!" Jilly whooped as an intern handed her three cans of soda. Jilly opened and chugged them rather quickly.
"Well done. Point for Team Chill," Hatchet grinned.
"Great. Ask the party girl to chug soda. Brilliant idea!" Chappy scolded Susan as he returned from the bathroom.
"Well excuse me for not being perfect," Susan huffed.
"Team Flame?" Hatchet gestured to Team Flame to indicate that it was their turn.
"Truth for Judy. How are you doing?" Barry asked.
"I'm well, thanks for asking," Judy smiled.
"Ugh. Point for Team Thunder," Hatchet said as he rolled his eyes. "Team Chill?"
"We dare Bailey to sing the National Anthem while standing on one leg!" David announced.
"What?" Ernie asked flatly.
"What? It's the first thing I came up with," David shrugged.
"Um, um, um, um…" Bailey mumbled. "I'm sorry. I, um, you know, can't really, you see, uh, sing. Sorry." Bailey squeaked out that last word.
"Pathetic…" Chappy said as he shook his head.
"Whatever. Two points for Team Chill," Hatchet said. "Team Thunder?"
"Truth for Kiki," Franklin said. "I've seen you whisper to your friends, but I've never heard you speak aloud. Why is this?"
Kiki did not respond, she merely clenched her fists in anger as her face began to flush.
"Dude. I can tell you the reason, remember?" Preston reminded Franklin.
"I know. But it earned us an extra two points, didn't it?" Franklin responded.
"That it did," Hatchet confirmed. "Team Flame?"
Nolan rolled his die. "I dare Ernie to do twenty push-ups," he instructed.
"Ugh, must I?" Ernie groaned.
"If you want to win," Lauren reminded him.
Ernie sighed as he got down on the floor to do the push-ups. He slowly made it through one, then two, but halfway through the third one, he collapsed. "Yeah, this isn't, like, happening," Ernie said.
"Two points for Team Flame!" Hatchet announced. "Team Chill, your turn."
"I dare Rachel to run around the house naked," Lauren said with a perverted grin.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want," CJ said to Rachel.
The gears in Rachel's mind started turning. "You… you just think I'm ugly, don't you?" Rachel whipped up some fake tears once again. "I knew it! You do!" Rachel began bawling as she ran out of the room.
"Well then. Two points for Team Chill," Hatchet said. "Darn shame too… Uh! I mean… Team Thunder, your turn!"
"Careful, guys. Team Chill's just two points away from winning," Preston pointed out. "If I may, ahem, I have a truth for Erica. Do you have a crush on anyone in this game?"
Confessional:
Preston: Obviously I already knew the answer. I just wanted to stir up some drama among the team. We'll see how it turns out.
Erica: Why would I have a crush on anyone here? I hate everyone here! (she begins blushing) It's not like anyone in this house is nice to me all the time or anything.
Barry: What an odd question. I wonder why Preston asked that.
"Of course I don't!" Erica snapped.
"Interesting," Preston smirked.
"Welp, she answered the question. Point for Team Flame," Hatchet said.
"I haven't been keeping track of the scores, but I assume we haven't been losing, because there'd be serious consequences if we did end up losing," Chappy said to his team.
"Team Flame's turn," Hatchet said.
"We dare Judy to go see if Rachel's alright," Barry said with concern in his voice.
"Ooh, good call," Judy said as she ran in the direction Rachel ran off to.
"Okay then. Point for Team Thunder, I guess," Hatchet said.
"Barry, have you ever heard of the phrase 'nice to a fault'?" Nolan asked.
"Nope," Barry replied.
"Team Chill?" Hatchet called to attention.
"Tucker dares CJ to make out with him," Tucker said shrewdly.
"Okay," CJ agreed.
"CJ, please at least try to… wait, what?" Nolan scratched his head in confusion.
"Yeah, if I do it, we'll get a point, which gives us more time to fall into last place," CJ said as she approached Tucker.
"Excellent," Tucker grinned as he and CJ began to make out.
"This is so misogynistic it's not even funny," Erica remarked.
"For once, I agree with you," Nolan added.
Confessional:
Nolan: Man, it's hard being a sarcastic jerk for the entire challenge. It's not just the challenge, I've been rolling that one quite a few times recently. I think I'm reconsidering the whole 'changing attitudes in each room' part of my twist.
Susan: I bet if Judy hadn't gone off to look for Rachel, Tucker would have chosen her. (She sighs) I know I've been kinda negative recently. I don't want to be. It's just… Judy makes me so mad!
"Welp, point for Team Flame!" Hatchet announced after CJ and Tucker had finished making out.
"How was he?" Mac nudged playfully.
"Unsurprisingly, the worst kiss I've ever had," CJ said disinterestedly.
"Team Thunder, your turn!" Hatchet announced.
"I dare David to eat a ghost pepper," Chappy said.
"Do you even have a ghost pepper?" David asked.
"What do you think? Heheheh," Hatchet chuckled as Yolonda entered the foyer with a ghost pepper on a platter.
David looked at the pepper uncertainly. He picked it up by the stem and took a small nibble. He immediately dropped it and began shouting in pain. His face went bright red and he fell to the floor.
"Not a fan of spicy food, I take it?" Ernie asked.
"David, honey. You okay?" Yolonda asked in genuine concern.
David responded with loud coughs.
"I'm going to take him to the nurse's office," Yolonda said as she took him by the wrist and dragged him along the floor.
"Well, this is quite the challenge. I keep losin' you guys. Heheheh," Hatchet chuckled.
"I found Rachel," Judy announced as she and Rachel returned. "She's all better now."
"Good for her," Hatchet said with a roll of his eyes. "Anyway, Team Thunder gets two points, leaving everyone tied at 8. Team Flame, your turn."
"I dare Tucker to allow me to punch him in the gut," Mac beamed.
"Wha?!" Tucker gasped before Mac punched him in the gut.
"Okay, wait. Tucker didn't technically accept the dare, but he did take the punch, so who gets the points?" Barry asked.
"Tucker totally let him. What are you talking about?" Tucker lied as he hunched over in pain.
"I'll take it. Point for Team Chill," Hatchet shrugged. "Team Chill?"
Kiki whispered into Lauren's ear.
"Kiki dares Nolan to pour ice cubes down his pants," Lauren giggled.
Nolan rolled his die. "Fine. Bring it on," Nolan said as Yolonda entered the foyer with a bag of ice. Nolan took the bag and dumped its contents into his pants. "Guh! This is not comfortable!"
"Talk about blue balls," Tucker smirked.
"P-p-point for Team F-f-flame?" Nolan asked Hatchet.
"Yup," Hatchet confirmed. "So now it's Team Thunder's turn."
"Okay, hold up," Preston said. "This is the last round, isn't it? No matter what happens, someone will end up with ten points, right?"
"I think so," Judy nodded.
"Great. Then I should choose what happens," Chappy said. "After all, I am the team leader."
Franklin and Susan glanced at each other in disbelief.
"I dare Ernie to forfeit the challenge," Chappy said as he folded his arms confidently.
"Okay," Ernie shrugged. "I forfeit the challenge."
"And that's one point for…" Hatchet paused.
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"Wait, WHAT?!" Chappy roared.
"Ernie accepted the dare," Hatchet said.
"Yeah, he forfeited the challenge!" Chappy argued.
"Just like you said," Hatchet responded.
"But that means he should lose!" Chappy shouted.
"He forfeited the challenge, but the rest of his team didn't," Hatchet explained.
Chappy looked ready to blow a gasket.
"Anyway, in first place is Team Chill with ten points," Hatchet said. "Second place goes to Team Flame with nine points, and last place goes to Team Thunder with eight points."
Confessional:
CJ: Really? Even when I try to lose, we still win? I didn't realize I'd pissed off the universe recently and it decided to make me stay in this stupid game.
Kiki: Two first place wins in a row? Not bad, not bad at all.
Franklin: This does not bode well for us at all.
Franklin, Susan, and Bailey all met in their usual spot on the balcony.
"So, um, you know, who are we voting for?" Bailey asked?
"Judy of course," Susan said. "She didn't even participate in most of this challenge."
"Susan does have a point," Franklin said. "However, I still don't think Judy is the best option."
"What?!" Susan gasped.
"Think about it, of the others, Judy's the nicest and the best at physical challenges," Franklin explained. "I think we should lose Preston."
"Preston?" Bailey asked.
"Well, think about it. He claims to know everything about everyone based on body language and all that," Franklin said. "Do you really want someone like that around? Someone who knows your secrets and could tell them to anyone?"
"…No," Bailey and Susan said in unison.
"But what about Judy?" Susan asked.
"We can always get her next time," Franklin assured her as he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Okay," Susan said with a smile.
Confessional:
Susan: Franklin's the only guy I'd give up voting off Judy for. Eeeee!
Franklin: I've been thinking about it, and I've decided I can't have Preston in this house any longer. If he does know my secret, that could be bad news for me, both in this game and outside of it. Trust me, some things are better left unsaid.
Preston, Judy, and Chappy all sat on one of the couches in the foyer to talk strategy.
"A'ight, so who's our weakest link now?" Chappy asked. "I'm thinkin' chubby girl or glasses girl."
"Yes, definitely glasses girl, er, Susan," Preston agreed. "Not only is she weak, but she's clumsy too. Sometimes I'll see her trip over nothing as she skips through the house."
"I have seen her do that," Judy admitted. "She's not exactly useful in challenges, is she?"
"Nope. Plus, she's a number for the other side," Preston said. "If we can get rid of her, that gives us a huge advantage."
"Okay, one, once we get rid of her, we ain't losing again," Chappy said sternly. "And two, how are we gonna vote her off at all? It's three on three."
"Have faith, Chappy," Preston said smugly. "I know what I'm doing."
Confessional:
Judy: Even though I hate voting for people, I admit Susan might be our best option right now. She's not all that great in challenges, and, I don't know why, but I get the feeling she doesn't like me very much. Maybe I'll talk to her about it.
Chappy: Alright, I'm putting my trust in Preston, but if he effs this up for me, he'll be the next to go.
Preston: So, as predicted, I am currently running my team. I control four of the six votes, and the other two are both expendable; in fact, one of them is going home tonight. Hahaha. Man, I knew this would be easy, but these guys are making it almost unfun. They're so stupid. Oh well, better than not leading the team at all, I guess.
Preston approached Franklin.
"I assume you know who we're voting for tonight?" Preston asked.
"If I had to guess, Susan," Franklin said.
"Ooh, good job. You're not as dumb as you look," Preston smirked. "If I had a doggy treat, I'd give you one."
"Is there anything else you needed, or are you just here to be an ass?" Franklin asked in annoyance.
"Well, I wasn't going to originally, but since you feel like being so rude to me, I'm starting to reconsider keeping your secret a secret," Preston said.
"What do you want now?" Franklin asked as he rolled his eye.
"Hmm… Ooh, I know!" Preston snickered. "I'm taking away your eyepatch privileges for twenty-four hours."
"My eyepatch privileges?" Franklin asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Yes. Unless of course you want everyone to know about your abusive parents," Preston said in an almost bragging manner.
"That's… You know what, forget it," Franklin said. "No. You can tell the whole world I have abusive parents! I don't care!"
"Oh, you will," Preston threatened.
Confessional:
Preston: Okay, so my plan's not going exactly as predicted, but that's irrelevant. Susan's still going home tonight, no doubt about it.
Franklin: Okay, yes, I grew up with abusive parents: an alcoholic dad and a neglectful mom. It's not something I like to share with everyone, but it's the truth. Let's just leave it at that.
Bailey found Susan sitting absentmindedly on one of the chairs in the backyard. Bailey cleared her throat as she began to read from a paper.
"Greetings, Susan. How does today treat you?" Bailey asked.
"Oh, it's fine I guess," Susan admitted. "I'm a bit bummed that we're not voting for Judy, but Franklin knows what he's doing."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that," Bailey read. "I'm becoming increasingly concerned about your feud with Judy. If it's not too much to ask, I wish to know why you hold such disdain towards such a nice member of our team."
"You want to know, huh?" Susan sighed. "Alright, I'll tell you, girl to girl. Sit down and get comfortable."
Bailey sat in the chair next to Susan.
"Bailey, have you ever had a boyfriend?" Susan asked.
"Oh, uh, erm, no. Sorry. Why do you, uh, ask?" Bailey replied.
"Well, neither have I," Susan said. "That's the main reason I joined this contest. You know how couples are always getting together on this show. Heck, even outcasts like Zoey and Gwen found themselves a boyfriend. I hoped that the same could happen to me."
"Alright, but, um, what does this, uh, have to, you know, do with Judy?" Bailey stuttered.
"Well, think about Judy for a second," Susan said. "Name three negative things about Judy."
"Um, well…" Bailey wracked her brain for a minute. "She's, I guess, a bit nosy… I think…"
"That's all you can come up with?" Susan asked.
"Yes. Sorry," Bailey apologized.
"Exactly. How am I supposed to get a boyfriend when I'm on a team with a tall, athletic, kind, naturally beautiful, tan, sociable… the list goes on and on," Susan listed. "And what do I have going for me? Nothing, that's what? I'm pasty, I'm awkward, my boobs are smaller than Judy's, and I'm just overall blah. How is it fair that Judy gets to be so perfect while I'm just… me?"
"Susan, I…" Bailey mumbled. She stood up from her chair. "Excuse me. I, um, have to, you know, go write, on the paper, to tell you the thing… see you later." With that, Bailey left the backyard.
Confessional:
Bailey: (she is reading from a paper) I had no idea Susan felt this way. This is excellent knowledge to have. Perhaps I can help Susan both with her Judy issues and her boyfriend issues.
Susan: Well, elimination's approaching. I may not be voting for Miss Perfect, but I do feel better telling Bailey about it. It's nice to have that off of my chest.
The six members of Team Thunder sat on one of the couches in the foyer. Hatchet came down the grand staircase carrying what looked like an ice box. He set the ice box down next to him as he stood across from the contestants.
"Well, well, well. I didn't expect to be seein' y'all so soon," Hatchet said.
"Bite me," Chappy sneered.
"Alright, y'all know how it works. If I give you a soda, you're safe. If you don't get a soda, you've been voted out of the game. Now. The first soda goes to…"
"Bailey."
"Franklin."
"Judy."
"Chappy."
Naturally, this left Susan and Preston in the bottom two.
"Susan. Preston. One of y'all is goin' home. One of y'all is safe," Hatchet said. "The one who is safe is…"
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"WHEW!" Susan breathed out a huge sigh of relief. Preston just sat there, shocked and speechless.
"Preston, looks like you've been voted out," Hatchet said. "Time for you to go."
"…No," Preston said simply.
"What was that?" Hatchet said as he raised a fist to Preston.
"No. No no no no no no no. No no no no no no NO NO NO NO NO!" Preston ranted. "This is impossible! I had control of the votes! ME! I was leading this game! I was going to win! You miscounted the votes! I demand that you go back and count them again!"
Hatchet ignored Preston as he picked the boy up by the hood of his jacket and carried him out of the Door of Shame. A few seconds later, Hatchet returned to the house and locked the door.
"Well then. Looks like y'all are one psycho short of a team," Hatchet remarked. "Hopefully I won't be seeing y'all again for a while. Now, head off to the backyard. It's time to go to sleep."
Confessional:
Franklin: I think it's safe to say that I believe in miracles.
Chappy: Whatever. Preston failed me, so I woulda voted him out later anyway. Point is, losing is no longer an option. It's never been an option, but now that we're behind the other teams, all bets are off!
"Well, I did not see that comin'," Hatchet remarked. "What do we have in store for the competitors tomorrow? Y'all're gonna have to find out, next time on Total! Drama! HOUSE PARTY!"
Votes:
Preston: Susan, if you think Judy is evil, that's fine, but I can't have you suspecting me as well. Goodbye.
Bailey: (she is reading from a paper) Preston seems like a rather dangerous person to have in a game like this. It is in everyone's best interest that he leaves as soon as possible.
Chappy: Susan never added anything to the team, so we won't lose anything by getting rid of her.
Susan: Preston, you may not be perfect in every way like Judy, but I still always thought you were kinda creepy. See ya!
Franklin: Preston, secrets are kept secret for a reason. It's just way too risky to have someone like you around.
Judy: Alright, so, truth be told, I did overhear Franklin's conversation with Preston, as well as Susan's conversation with Bailey. Maybe I really am nosy. The point is, I don't think I, in good conscience, can vote for Susan or keep Preston around after the things I've heard. Sorry, but I vote for Preston.
A/N: And there goes Preston. Preston went through a lot of changes when coming up with this season's cast. He actually started out as a boring CPP character, and then he was going to be a longterm villain, but then I decided that since there are plenty of villains in this season, and Preston was, in my opinion, the most generic of them, that I should to make him a fakeout villain, so here he rests at 18th Place.