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Chapter 2: Paint Misbehaving
Previously on Total Drama:
Twenty-two teens volunteered to compete in an all-new season aboard my new set: the SS McLean!
Their first challenge was to jump off the sky deck, which was made difficult for the Geeks and Freaks due to Sugar's refusal to jump.
But it was Sugar's obnoxious, entitled attitude that was the last straw for her team, which caused them to send her home first, via the very new, very wet elimination method.
Who will win? Who will loose? Who will get a big bruise? Find out right here on Total! Drama! HIGH SEAS!
Play that theme song!
Amy was sneaking around the cargo hold of the SS McLean, looking for any scraps of food she could eat. She was starving. She hadn't eaten since she set foot on the ship. The life of a stowaway was rough, but she knew it would all be worth it when she finally got the chance to get revenge on her sister for what happened last season.
As she walked around, she found a bag. It was just an ordinary bag, but it looked like gold to the starving girl.
It was a bag of potato chips.
Amy hungrily ripped open the bag of chips. She took a big bite out of one…and promptly spit it out. It was a bag of Sour Cream and Onion flavored chips: a flavor she absolutely despised. She wasn't hungry enough to eat those chips…not yet at least.
As she thoroughly cleaned her tongue, she heard a devious chuckle. She went to investigate where the mysterious noise had come from. She peeked behind a crate and found that she wasn't the only one hiding out in the cargo hold.
She had found a boy. He was handsome, with good hair. She would have found him a little cute if he wasn't dressed exactly like Chris McLean.
"Topher?" she asked the boy.
"Amy?" the boy asked her.
"What are you doing here?" They asked in unison.
"I'm here to make life miserable for my sister. Chris let her compete in this season, but not me!" Amy told Topher.
"What?" Topher replied, astounded, "Why'd Chris let the useless one on board instead of you?"
"He said it was 'random'"
"If I were host, I would've let you in for sure!" Topher praised.
"Uh, yeah," Amy told him, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to try to get a hosting gig."
"You know Chris is too stuck-up to resign as host, especially if you were replacing him," Amy said to Topher.
"Who said anything about him resigning?" Topher responded slyly, "I'm gonna try to get the network to replace him!" He held up a phone, "After Pahkitew Island, I got a few calls. I'm waiting for them to call back about hosting. I'm here so that I'm ready when they call."
"Hey, let's make a deal," Amy offered, "You help me humiliate Samey in whatever way possible, and I'll help you get noticed by the network!"
"Deal!" Topher and Amy shook hands. Somewhere in the background, some sinister music played…
Chris stood facing the 21 remaining competitors.
"Contestants!" He announced, "It's time for your next fun challenge!"
The teens were worried. Whenever Chris said "fun," they knew he meant "painful."
"Here's how it's gonna go down: you are facing off in a paintball match around the ship."
"Wait," Noah interrupted, skeptical, "just paintball, that's it?"
"Um…yeah, that was what it was gonna be!" Chris responded, "but, now that you mention it, the challenge could use a little bit more pain."
Everyone glared at Noah.
"But," Chris said, "the network has really been cracking down on the challenges. Apparently, they're too 'dangerous' or whatever."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as Chris handed out guns.
"Anyways, today's challenge will be a paintball match. Your goal will be to shoot down every member of the other team. If you're shot, you're out. Team who looses all their members is going to be responsible for cleanup and then they have to send somebody home. You guys have ten minutes to hide, starting…now!"
As the Geeks and freaks ran, Scott was the first to come up with a strategy.
"Here's what we're gonna do," Scott advised, "We're splitting up. Every man for himself."
"Are you sure we can do that?" Noah inquired, "Some people here," he shot a side-glance at Ella who smiled and waved back, "are kind of helpless."
"Then we'll know who to boot if we loose," Scott remarked, "Now scram before I personally throw you guys overboard!"
Courtney was coming up with the strategy for the Cool Kids' Club.
"We're breaking up into teams of two, based on the stateroom we were assigned. I'll be going alone, since I am a counselor and can handle these guys on my own."
"No, we're splitting up into solo groups so that we don't have to rely on others who might hold us down," Heather opposed.
"No, no, no!" Courtney scolded, "We're splitting into groups so that when the other team shoots one of us, we can at least have somebody to shoot them!"
"Yeah, that would be a good idea if there wasn't the risk of shooting both of us!"
"Um, Courtney?" Sky interjected, "What if Heather and I split up? I'm pretty sure I can handle this alone and if Heather can't, we can always get rid of her if we loose."
"Ok, fine!" Courtney said angrily, "Sky, Heather and I will be going alone. The rest of you, get into pairs based on your staterooms."
CONFESSIONAL: COURTNEY
"I really admire Sky. She can get things done in a polite and professional manner. She's a great addition to the team."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Three, two, one, GO!" Chris blew the air horn.
SKY DECK
Shawn stood at the top of the sky deck, alert as always. His plan was to aim downward and pick off the other team from safety. He then noticed two people directly downward at the deck of the swimming pool. Were they his guys or the other team? It was impossible to tell from this high up. Shawn realized that it would be too difficult to shoot the other team from this high up. He had to rethink his strategy even if it meant putting himself at risk of being shot and getting eaten by the zombies.
POOL DECK
Meanwhile, down below, Brick and Geoff were on patrol. Not a single person would get past them. They heard the elevator to the sky deck open up and immediately greeted the newcomer guns up.
Shawn kept his gun pointed at the door, ready to shoot as soon as the door opened.
Geoff and Brick had their guns pointed at the elevator door. The door creaked open and the barrel of a paintball gun came out and blasted both of them. The culprit soon came out of the elevator.
"Score one for team Shawn!" he yelled.
"Cool Kids' Club is down two, making the score 9-10 Freaks and Geeks!" Chris announced
"Aw man!" Geoff whined, "Didn't want to be out this early! Dang!"
"Yeah," Brick complained, "My training prepared me well for challenges like this. Didn't think I'd be out so soon."
WELLNESS CENTER
It was the perfect place for Alejandro and Tyler to camp out. Surely nobody on the nerds' team would even think of looking in a gym. Plus, the facility had all sorts of machines so that the two could tone their muscles while they waited.
Tyler was benching a rather large barbell when he felt a shocking blow, making him drop the weight on himself. He was hit. Somebody shot him while his guard was down.
Hearing the clumsy boy's scream, Alejandro immediately cocked his gun and waited. Nobody would be sneaking up on him.
The person responsible for shooting Tyler was hiding behind a machine. She cackled because of her perfect shot. It was Eva.
"Now let's get pretty boy," She aimed at Alejandro…and was promptly conked on the head by a paintball. Somebody else was hiding out.
"Let's run Alejandro!" Sky whispered, "It's only a matter of time before the rest show up!"
The two scurried out of the weight room.
"The score is 8-9, Geeks and Freaks!" Chris announced over the intercom.
PROMENADE
Dave and Trent were in the promenade. The duo scanned the perimeter and found no members of the other team. Dave sensed movement. Rodney was in the room. He managed to take out Trent with a few shots.
Dave soon heard his friend's shot and promptly nailed Noah in the gut.
"The score is 7-8, Geeks and Freaks!" Chris publicized.
Just then Samey stepped into the promenade. Dave pointed his gun at the newcomer.
Samey noticed Dave and ran for it. She was fast. She nimbly avoided all of Dave's shots with back flips, front flips jumps and other moves that would even make Sky watch in awe. Samey back flipped at Dave, attempting to shoot him and promptly tripped, landing on Dave. The two looked into each other's eyes for a brief couple of moments before getting up and dusting themselves off.
"Hehe," Samey giggled as she dusted her skirt off.
"Uh, yeah," Dave replied.
"Um…you probably want to shoot me," Samey blushed.
"Nah, run off," Dave said.
The two of them turned their backs on each other as if nothing even happened, and walked off.
CONFESSIONAL: SAMEY
"So…Dave…Yeah…that just happened…"
CONFESSIONAL: DAVE
"I promised myself I wouldn't fall for any girl this season, but after seeing her doing those flips and stuff…" He starts to swoon… "No! Get your head back into the game Dave!"
END CONFESSIONAL
As soon as Samey ran off, she was hit by Heather, who was cleverly hidden behind a fake plant.
"Yes!" Heather exclaimed.
Dave looked at her, "Why'd you do that?"
"A better question would be why you didn't shoot her," Heather scolded.
"I tried…but…she's just so…"
Heather slapped him three times, "Get yourself together, Dave! Don't throw the challenge just because some girl looked at you with goo-goo eyes!"
"I…I…OK," He submitted.
"Score is tied 7-7!" Chris broadcasted.
DINING HALL
Scott knew that it was only a matter of time before somebody would try to hide in the dining hall, so he decided to hide out there, under one of the elegantly decorated tables, the barrel of his gun peeking under the long tablecloth. He sensed movement. He cocked his gun.
Zing! Scott was shot in the rear.
"Ow, my butt!" He spun around to see Bridgette and Lindsay.
"7-6, Cool Kids' Club," rang Chris's voice over the loudspeaker.
"Why, I oughtta," Scott pointed his gun at Bridgette.
"Scott, you're out!" Chris redirected, "If you shoot, there will be penalties for your team!"
Scott began to protest, but just then, he heard something. It sounded like humming.
Ella was in the dining hall. She was humming and dancing through the hall.
Scott peeped his head through the table.
"Ella," he whispered, "they're here. Get them!"
"Oh dear," she responded, "that sounds like it would hurt them,"
"Yeah, and I'll hurt you if you don't shoot!" Scott threatened.
Ella cocked her gun and pointed it at Lindsay's back. She put her finger on the trigger, but she couldn't bring herself to pull it.
Lindsay turned around at the sound of Ella's footsteps and promptly shot her…or she would have if she'd cocked her gun.
"It's broken!" She wailed, "I can't shoot!" She continued to pull the trigger, "I can't make it shoot!"
Bridgette turned around to face Ella, who, by this point, was dancing around and innocently humming her song. Bridgette aimed and cocked her gun. Ella aimed back at Bridgette.
"Do it!" Scott reprimanded, "Do it now!"
"I…I can't. It would hurt her too much."
Ella dropped her gun and, to her surprise, Bridgette did, too. Ella skipped off, still humming her song.
CONFESSIONAL: BRIDGETTE
"Shooting Ella would've been like kicking a puppy. I couldn't bring myself to do it. She's just too innocent! Just glad she ran into me and not Heather or Courtney…"
END CONFESSIONAL
POOL DECK
Shawn remained on the pool deck, aware and alert. He was ready for anything or anyone. His gun was cocked and his eyes consistently glanced from exit to exit. Nobody would get past him.
There was a blur of blue and green outside the pool deck. Shawn faced the exit to the glass door that led to the dining hall. He saw another blur. It was pink. He pointed his gun at the glass door as it opened.
Ezekiel peaked out the door. He rolled onto the pool deck, making eye contact with Shawn.
And Shawn went ballistic.
"Zombie! ZOMBIE! He's here! He's f****** here! Die! Die!"
Shawn shot at Ezekiel. Ezekiel fell down, unconscious, but Shawn was relentless. He continued to shoot and shoot until Ella came out to the pool area.
"Stop, please stop!" Ella pleaded Shawn, "Can't you see you've hurt him?"
"He's a zombie! He can't feel pain!"
"He is not a zombie," Ella cried, "He is a human being"
Ella felt his head. He seemed ok for the time being.
"Why are you doing that? He's a freaking zombie!"
"No, he's not," Ella scolded in a very un-Ella-ish tone, "Feel him. He has a pulse!"
The zombie nut placed a hand to Ezekiel's neck and felt a faint pulse.
"Oh…I guess it was a false alarm?" He said innocently to Ella.
"I'll take him to a safe place. You try to pick off the other team.
Chris's voice boomed through the loudspeaker, "After Shawn's friendly fire, it's 7-5, Cool Kids' Club!"
"It was an accident!" Shawn remarked. Just then, an unknown shooter blasted Shawn's head.
ARCADE
Noah camped out on the ship's arcade. He hadn't seen any action all day. He liked that. He knew he would only do so well in physical challenges, and decided it would be best for the team for him to stay back. Little did he know, there were members of the other team hiding on the other side.
Alejandro and Sky were hiding out on the other side of the arcade.
"Ooh!" Alejandro exclaimed, "Jurassic Hunter! I had the high score on this game back home!"
"You play video games?" Sky asked the handsome man.
"The arcade is right next to the gym back home. It's a nice way to unwind after hours of lifting."
"Oh, alright."
Sky peeked out from behind the machine.
"Look!" she whispered, "It's Noah!"
"Ah, yes it is, very observant," he whispered back.
"Hehe…yeah," Sky blushed as Alejandro caressed her cheek.
CONFESSIONAL: ALEJANDRO
"I don't have a great reputation. Very few people would trust me in an alliance. That is why I chose Sky. She doesn't know me and my schemes. I just hope Heather does not find out about this."
CONFESSIONAL: SKY
"Alejandro, if you think I'm that stupid, you're even more desperate for allies than I thought. And by the way, Heather is so gonna know about this!"
END CONFESSIONALS
Sky pulled her trigger…and promptly missed Noah. Noah, alerted by the sound of gunshot, turned around, cocking his gun.
Noah couldn't find anyone. He crept around the room full of video games.
Sky poked her gun back out from behind the machine. Noah saw the gun and crept around to the other side of the machine. Noah was directly behind her. He lined up the perfect shot, right at her back. Then he blasted her.
Hearing Sky's scream, Alejandro came out from behind his machine.
"Look who it is!" he faced Noah, "It's our favorite sarcastic little devil, Noah!"
"Look who it is," Noah retorted, "It's our favorite little slippery eel, Al!"
Alejandro's eye twitched. "Nobody calls me Al!" He raised his gun, "NOBODY!" He fired three times, each time nailing his opponent. Noah was down.
"Cool Kids' Club is ahead 6-4!" Chris announced.
Alejandro ran out of the arcade, eager to blast more geeks.
HALLWAYS
Dakota ran through the snaking corridors of the SS McLean. She found a room that Chris must not have told her about. She entered the room through a revolving door. The room appeared to be some sort of theater. There was a stage and a bunch of chairs arranged neatly in rows. Colored lights streamed down from the ceiling. Dakota walked onto the stage and had a diva moment. She started posing. She primped her hair. She started dancing.
"So beautiful, so elegant, Dakota Milton stands upon the stage"—zing! She was hit on the head with a paintball.
"Aaaaaahhh! It's in my hair! It's in my hair!"
The shooter, backstage, behind the curtain, cackled evilly.
"Yes! Another dork down!" Heather applauded herself.
Dakota peaked behind the curtain to find the evil queenie, her mouth twisted in a wicked sneer.
"You…got…paint…in…my…HAIR!"
"Whoa, really! That's a bonus!"
Dakota's skin began to turn orange and her eyes reddened, "NOBODY MESSES WITH MY HAIR!" She threw Heather across the auditorium with strength that no teenager (except perhaps Eva) should have. "DON'T TOUGH MY HAIR AGAIN!" Dakota bellowed in a deeper voice than normal.
Dakota took a few deep breaths and then returned to normal. She looked at the collapsed figure of Heather and gasped.
"Geeks and Freaks are down 6-3! They'd better up their game, or they're gonna be in deep trouble!" announced Chris's obnoxiously cheery voice.
CONFESSIONAL: DAKOTA
"Uh, I'm not totally back to normal, yet. I transform a little when I'm very angry. I hope that nobody finds out about this or I'm in deep, deep trouble."
END CONFESSIONAL
Heather stumbled to get up, but she ran as fast as she could out of the auditorium. She knew that it would only be a matter of time before the others heard and went to see what happened. That wouldn't be good for her if the other team caught her. She couldn't afford to loose the challenge, or worse, get paint in her hair. She ran into the hallway.
AIR DUCTS
Izzy was hiding in the air ducts, announcing her every move in a mock Australian accent.
"The wild Izzy sneaks through the air ducts, stalking her prey."
Izzy heard the sound of footsteps beneath her hiding spot.
"The wild Izzy has found her prey using her super-amplified hearing and genius intellect. She is about to pounce. Heather will not know what's hit her until it's too late!"
HALLWAY
Heather heard something. It seemed to be coming from the air ducts.
"Hello?" Heather cried from the hallway.
AIR DUCTS
"The wild Izzy has been spotted by her prey. It's time for her to strike!" Izzy stuck her gun underneath an opening in the air ducts and blasted Heather right on the head. She cackled.
HALLWAY
Heather looked around, examining what the source of the strange noise could be. She felt a sharp pain on her head. When she rubbed the pain, she found that her worst nightmare had come true: paint was in her hair.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed in anguish.
"Heather is gone!" Chris broadcasted, " The score is 5-3, Cool Kids' Club! Can the Geeks and Freaks make a comeback?"
STATEROOM 1
Ezekiel felt a soft, warm pair of hands caressing his face. It was an odd feeling, like he'd never felt before, but he didn't want it to stop. The prairie boy slowly opened his eyes to see the face of his hero. It was Ella.
"You're awake! You're awake," she sang
"Uh…what happened, eh?" Ezekiel mumbled.
"You were knocked out by Shawn. He thought you were a—
"A zombie, I know."
"Are you alright?" Ella inquired.
"Yeah, thanks, I owe you, Eh?"
Ella blushed and giggled and kissed Ezekiel on the cheek.
"Farewell, Ezekiel," she chirped, "You stay here and rest, while I tell the others you're not hurt."
Ella didn't get passed the hallway. Alejandro came out of the confession room in the back of the hall and barreled down, nailing Ella in the gut with a paintball.
"Score is 5-2, Cool Kids' Club!" Chris said into the intercom.
CONFESSIONAL: EZEKIEL
"I've never been kissed by a girl before. It was an awkward experience, but it felt so good!" He blushes, "What should I do now?"
END CONFESSIONAL
Alejandro ran down the hall. He was on a roll. He just had to get rid of Izzy and Rodney to win the challenge for his team. As he ran down the hall, he heard something in the air ducts. It sounded like rumbling. He looked up at the air duct with his gun up.
Meanwhile, back in the air ducts, Izzy lined up a shot to hit Alejandro. She only had one chance before Alejandro would know she was there. She lined up the shot and tacked him right in the chest.
Alejandro cursed in Spanish as he was hit.
"Geeks and Freaks are making a comeback! The score is 4-2, Cool Kids' Club! Can the Geeks and Freaks actually win?" Chris questioned, "With Izzy on their team, it seems likely!"
DINING HALL
Bridgette and Lindsay continued to watch the dining hall. They hid under tables on opposite sides of the room, waiting for their prey to fall into their trap.
Rodney stumbled into the dining hall gun up, hoping to tag himself some cool kids. Lindsay spotted the farm boy first and pulled her trigger without cocking the gun. Her gun didn't fire.
"Bridgette, my gun won't work!" Lindsay yelled to her teammate on the other side of the room. Rodney heard Lindsay's wailing and was soon able to locate her.
"What? Don't shoot! My gun isn't"—zing! "…working."
Next, Rodney went after Bridgette. He knew she was there. He heard Lindsay address her.
After Lindsay had blown Bridgette's cover, she knew she was safer playing offensive. She got out from under the table.
Rodney saw her.
"Ok," Rodney said, "It's just you and me, Bridgette."
"Yep," she raised her gun, "Are you ready?"
Rodney responded by blasting Bridgette.
Chris's voice rang over the intercom, "Score is 2 all!"
"Crap!" Bridgette cursed, "I hope the others are doing alright."
PROMENADE
Courtney snuck into the promenade, where Dave was hiding out.
"Psst! Dave!" Courtney called to her teammate, "Any luck?"
Dave debated telling the truth that his infatuation with Samey caused him to refuse to shoot her. He decided to lie. It was Courtney, after all, and she was unforgiving.
"No. No luck," he lied, "You?"
"Nothing," Courtney grumbled.
Dave sighed.
"I think we're the only two left," Courtney informed Dave.
Just then the two heard some rumbling from the air ducts.
Izzy was on the prowl. She aimed her gun downward, ready to take out the last two remaining Cool Kids. She cocked her gun. And promptly heard some rumbling. The air duct was falling apart. She got a shot out at Dave, which hit and promptly fell out of the air duct.
"Busted!" Courtney smirked. Then she pegged Izzy in the stomach.
"Score is tied at an even 1-1! The game's almost over folks!" Chris announced, "Just Rodney and Courtney remain!"
Rodney ran down the hall to the promenade.
Courtney ran down the hall to the dining room.
The two were sprinting as fast as their legs could carry them and then slammed into each other.
CONFESSIONAL: RODNEY
Did you see the way Courtney and I just ran into each other? We were thinking the exact same thing! That's true love! It's gonna be hard breaking it to Lindsay. She'll be devastated.
END CONFESSIONAL
Courtney and Rodney stared at each other, but Rodney was so infatuated that he could not even bring himself to raise his gun at Courtney.
Courtney had no such problem. Her eyes were on the prize. She shot Rodney three times, hitting each time.
"The Cool Kids' Club wins!" Chris cheered on the intercom, "Geeks and Freaks, You've got to vote somebody off, but first, clean up time! I don't want to see one spot of paint on this ship!"
The Geeks and Freaks groaned while the Cool Kids' Club cheered.
"Cool Kids' Club, meet me in the dining hall! It's gourmet dinner time!"
DINING HALL
"I'll have a cheeseburger, no pickles," Dave told the waiter. As the waiter walked away, Sky went to sit with Dave.
"So, Dave, nice job out there," She said awkwardly.
"Yeah, good job to you too."
"Listen, Dave, between seasons, I learned a valuable lesson," Sky confessed
"What's that?"
"I learned not to challenge my friends' loyalty."
"Explain?"
"Between seasons, my boyfriend back home dumped me. He didn't like the way I flirted with you, Dave."
"Yeah, I didn't like how you flirted with me, despite the fact that you had a BOYFRIEND!" Dave said angrily.
"I know. I screwed up."
"Yeah, you did!"
"But, the thing is, I really like you…like really like you."
"Yeah, I used to like you, too," Dave snarled.
"I'm just asking you, Dave, can you forgive me? Could we maybe, you know, start over?"
"No. I'm not opening myself up to be hurt like that again. I'm focusing on the competition this time around, not girls."
"I understand," Sky sighed. She walked off, head down.
CONFESSIONAL: SKY
"The only reason I agreed to a new season was to make things right with Dave. I…I…" She begins to cry…
END CONFESSIONAL
Samey was cleaning around the dining hall. She went over to Dave's table.
"Hey," She said, playing it cool.
"What's up?" Dave said, also playing it cool.
"I…I just need to clean this table really quick."
"Um…Ok," Dave blushed.
"Yeah, so could you just…get up…" she giggled.
"Uh…yeah…"
CONFESSIONAL: DAVE
"If Samey is trying to distract me from the competition, she's doing a really good job…hehe"
CONFESSIONAL: SAMEY
"Dave is great…he seems nice and his heart is in the right place…um…but isn't he supposed to be with Sky." She sighs, "It's no big deal really. I'm used to boys I like being taken."
END CONFESSIONAL
PROMENADE
Ezekiel and Ella were in charge of cleaning up in the promenade. Ella, of course, was singing as she worked.
"How can you stay so happy even though we lost, eh?" Ezekiel asked Ella.
"~Oh, I just remember how many things in life I have to be grateful for. I may have to do dangerous challenges, loose occasionally and have to clean, but I can always make things better by singing a song~"
"Really? That seems a little weird."
Ella shrugged, "You want to sing with me?"
"What do I have to loose?" Ezekiel asked himself. He began singing with Ella.
CONFESSIONAL: EZEKIEL
"Ella's pretty sweet, eh? A little weird, but sweet. I admire her optimism, eh?"
CONFESSIONAL: ELLA
"~Ezekiel is much nicer than he leads us to believe~" She blushes and giggles.
END CONFESSIONAL
DECK OF SHAME
"Welcome, team Geeks and Freaks!" Chris grinned, "Let's get ready to vote somebody off!"
CONFESSIONAL: EVA
"Friendly fire? Really? Bye-bye Shawn!
CONFESSIONAL: SCOTT
"Ella downright refused to shoot! There's no place for wusses on my team!"
END CONFESSIONAL
"The votes are in! If I call your name, you're safe," Chris announced.
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"Which leaves Shawn and Ella. Shawn, you're here for shooting your own teammate!"
"I thought he was a zombie!"
"Yeah, news flash, zombies aren't real!"
Shawn gasped, "How can you deny the apocalypse? It's here right now!"
"Yeah, back to the show…you know, the one I'm hosting!" Chris interrupted, "Anyways, Ella, you're here because you outright refused to shoot Bridgette!"
"~I could not have caused her that much pain! It would have been dreadful!~"
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Shawn sighed, "Oh well, I guess I saw it coming. Sorry Ezekiel, I really thought you were a zombie."
"It's alright, dude! Sorry you're going."
Chris tossed Shawn a lifeboat and the zombie nut jumped into the water as the ship sailed away.
STATEROOM 3 (DAKOTA & SAMEY)
Samey jumped into bed. "Yes! This is awesome!"
"How can you think these crusty beds are awesome?" Dakota asked, a bit weirded out.
"You don't understand. Back home, Amy taught her rabbit to use my bed as a toilet. Every night, I had to probe my bed with a stick and rubber gloves to make sure I didn't accidentally sleep on any of his 'surprises.'"
"Eeew!" Dakota screamed, "That's gross!"
"Yeah," Samey said, eager to change the subject, "so what do you think of Dave?"
"He's alright," Dakota stated without feeling, "a little uptight, though."
"Do you think he likes me?"
"I'm gonna be honest with you," Dakota responded, "Guys like girls with confidence. Those who like insecure girls are not worth dating. Perhaps he thinks you're your sister?"
"Maybe," She frowned.
STATEROOM 9 (SKY & HEATHER)
"Sky, can you cry a little softer? I need my sleep!"
"Sorry," she sniffed, "It's just…I…I…I don't want to talk about it."
"Fine! Just be quiet!"
CONFESSIONAL: SKY
"I can't believe it, I'm so out of it! I never cry! And I almost opened up to Heather!"
END CONFESSIONAL
STATEROOM 10 (DAVE & TRENT)
"Trent, you think Samey likes me?"
"Samey? I don't know, man? Don't really know her that well…"
"Oh, alright then. Good night."
CONFESSIONAL: DAVE
"Every time I look out at the stars, I can't help but think of Sky…the sky! She—it's so beautiful. Man, I need to get over her!"
END CONFESSIONAL
"Yes, you do! But not soon, because that would ruin the drama!" Chris let out an evil laugh, "Who will win? Who will swim? Find out right here on Total! Drama! HIGH SEAS!"
CARGO HOLD
"So, Amy," Topher asked, "we're gonna sabotage Samey tomorrow or what?"
"Yep!"
"And then you'll help me get into the hosting position, right?"
"Let's just focus on making Samey's time on the ship as miserable as possible. Then, we can get you that job."
"Why can't we just switch the votes tomorrow or something?"
"Because," Amy explained, "I don't want her eliminated. The sooner she gets eliminated, the less we get to torture and humiliate her."
"You are truly evil!" Topher complimented, "I admire that!"
"Thank you!"
Goodbye Shawn. We'll miss you—sort of. Any thoughts? Make sure to review and vote in my polls!
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