Disclaimer: All characters and locations belong to Fresh Tv, Teletoon, Cartoon Network, or whoever owns these rights. However, all OC's belong to me as do any original ideas found in this story...so don't steal them...I'm serious...you have been warned!

This story is rated T for innuendos, cartoon violence, and mild cursing. There will be spoilers for all five seasons of Total Drama, so you have been warned. And just a reminder, do not try any of what you read at home. You could get really messed up.

~A/N~ I'm SO sorry that this is late, but the first week of school was being a B. The good news is that this chapter is finally out. Let's get this story to 60 reviews with this chapter. It'd make my day... or night. Whenever I read them, I guess.

And thanks again to Karts of Sugar Rush for giving me some ideas with a few scenes. Like I said last time, check out his stories, especially his new Underdog season. (It blows mine out of the water, but I'm not jealous.)

Noah slowly made his way under the oil-coated rope. His feet were slipping on the oiled platform, but he was trying his best to avoid falling.

"Why did I sign up for this?" he asked himself. "Oh yeah, I didn't!"

The backpack full of eggs was dripping wet and weighed much more than it had before the challenge started. Every drop of cold water that hit Noah's legs brought a chill to his spine.

Samantha dashed up the ramp again and grabbed onto the first rope to avoid running off the edge again.

From the other side of the course, Dawn and Eva were eagerly awaiting the arrival of their teammates.

"Take your time!" shouted Dawn. "No need to rush!"

"Samantha!" Eva bellowed. "Hurry up! We have to take the lead and we're not losing because you suck!"

"You don't think I'm trying!?" the farmer shouted from within the tangled mess of rope. "Give me some time!"

Noah looked behind him and saw Samantha only a few feet away. The bookworm lost his focus and slipped off the side, but managed to grab one of the ropes. However, the oil on the rope proved to be a problem and he came crashing down to the ground; screaming. When he hit the ground, he heard a splattering noise.

"That can't be good," sighed Noah.

"See ya' later, Nolan!" Samantha taunted him. "It's Nolan, right?"

"It's Noah!" he groaned in anger as he stood up. "Who are you? Lindsay?"

"I don't remember who that is, but I do know that I'm almost at the end of the-"

Samantha slipped yet again and fell to the forest floor, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Damn!" she cursed as she stood up and ran towards the start of the course again, just feet behind Noah.

When she caught up to the know-it-all, she whispered in his ear. "So, who're you voting off if you lose today?"

Noah turned to her and raised an eyebrow. "Odd question. Why?"

"Just wondering," she replied as she stuck her foot out to her side and tripped Noah. "Try not to let your guard down!"

Confessional

Noah: "Strong moral compass, my ass!"

Samantha: "On the farm, I always have time to practice my gymnastics, but this challenge was a whole 'nother deal. So, I did the only I could to stop slipping."

End Confessional

Samantha reached the slope before Noah and flipped her shoes off, leaving her barefoot. She ran up the ramp and grabbed the rope again, but wasn't slipping near as much. She chuckled and made her way under the first few ropes.

Noah looked down at his feet and rolled his eyes. Ignoring what appeared to be a working plan, he threw himself onto the platform and slowly inched forward.

Without her shoes, Samantha was able to reach the end of the course in just a couple of minutes.

"Give it!" Eva demanded, grabbing the girl's backpack as she stumbled down the ramp.

"Hey, watch it!" she shouted as the bully pulled the pack off of her back, pushing her to the ground.

Dawn watched anxiously as Eva ran through the forest towards the next leg of the race. "Noah, she's already winning! Hurry!"

The bookworm was slowly, but steadily making his way put of the web, trying not to slip again. When he reached the opening, he fell down the ramp and landed on his stomach. A small groan escaped his mouth as Dawn knelt beside him.

"Are you okay?!" she panicked, placing one hand on his shoulder.

"Just take this backpack, already!" he demanded. "It's heavy!"

Noah pulled himself up and took off the pack before collapsing to the ground.

"See you at the finish line!" Dawn cheered as she ran down the path.

Noah tried to reply and raised his head, but his neck gave out and the bookworm and faceplanted in the dirt.

Eva reached the third course in little time without breaking a sweat. She quickly noticed that something was off about the rock climbing wall. "Alright, what's the catch?!"

The loudspeakers buzzed. "Nothing at all," Chris said smoothly. "Why so suspicious? Are you afraid, Eva?"

"No!" the bully bellowed with rage. "Uh, I mean... yeah right," she said in a much calmer tone as she crossed her arms smugly.

Confessional

Eva: "Since I'm in an alliance now, I'll have to cut back on the anger. So far, it's been going well and-" *A knock is heard on the confessional door* "I'm not finished yet! See, it's going just fine."

End Confessional

"Well," Chris said. "I hope you can take a hit."

Eva raised an eyebrow. "A hit? What's that supposed to mean!?"

After a moment of silence, Eva growled. "Ah, forget this! Time to take the wall to school!"

When the iron woman grabbed onto one of the small, red climbing holds near the base of the wall, she immediately felt a shock of electricity pulse through her hand, causing her to scream and fall backwards.

As she got back on her feet, she heard the pitter-patter of tiny feet and looked behind her as Dawn ran by.

"Oh no you don't!" Eva shouted with narrowed eyes.

Dawn looked over the wall and rubbed her chin. Before she could touch the climbing holds, Eva grabbed the handle of the blonde's pack and pulled her to the ground.

Eva ran to the wall again and cautiously touched a blue climbing hold. When it didn't shock her, she smiled and grabbed a hold that was at head level.

Dawn stood up and shouted. "Hey, that was uncalled for!"

Eva rolled her eyes as she reached up to grab a higher hold. "Whatever, but this is combat, not a-" She paused when the hold shifted downwards with a click. "What the-?"

Suddenly, a hole opened up on the face of the climbing wall and a mounted boxing glove shot out, hitting Eva in the face and sending her falling to the ground.

Dawn walked past her and smiled. "I could've warned you about the booby traps, but I can't say you didn't deserve it."

Eva's hands were latched onto her face. When she pulled them away, she saw blood on her palms. Her nose was bleeding.

"You bitch!" Eva screeched. "You're dead, you hear me!"

Dawn gasped and started to climb the wall as Eva tried to grab her feet.

Confessional

Dawn: "Remember how I said that I get enjoyment out of helping people with their problems? Yeah, I don't think I want to get involved with Eva unless I need a broken limb... or two."

End Confessional

Eva was slowly making her way up the wall, watching Dawn as she went and making sure that she grabbed the same holds as the aura reader.

"Don't fall!" Eva laughed nasally as she got a hold on Dawn's foot.

The aura whisperer shrieked and involuntarily kicked Eva in the face. She gasped. "Sorry," she said.

Eva growled and grabbed the nearest hold. "Your dead when I-"

The hold clicked and another hole opened up. Eva dodged the boxing glove that shot out and snatched it before it could retreat into the wall. Using all of her strength, she bent the metal frame that the glove was attached to and snapped it off. However, a surge of hydraulic fluid sprayed out of the pipes and covered the bully in the liquid.

Before she knew it Dawn had reached the top of the wall. She fist pumped and looked down to see Staci and Dakota below.

"Yeah!" Staci cheered. "Go Dawn!"

Dawn felt her smile fade as she noticed how high up the wall was from the ground. Fortunately, there were three ropes attached to the backside of the wall that made it easier to get down.

Dawn leaned over the side and looked from one rope to another with curiosity.

Confessional

Dawn: "Picking out the right rope was easy, just like picking out the right rocks to grab. It's all about picking up on negative waves of aura."

End Confessional

Dawn reached into her pocket and pulled out B's baseball cap. She gently placed it on her head and smiled. "Wish me luck," she whispered.

Eva reached the top of the wall as Dawn began her descent. The bully growled and grabbed the rope in the center.

Dawn looked up and gasped. "Eva, don't grab that rope!"

"Screw you!" Eva hissed.

"But it's-"

Eva ignored the moonchild and flipped herself over the side of the wall. When her feet hit the rocks, the rope snapped and Eva fell forty feet to the ground.

"See!" Dawn chimed. "What did I tell you?"

Dakota ran to Eva's side and helped her to her feet. She screamed and fell down.

"My leg is sprained," Eva groaned under her breath. She took her backpack off and handed it to Dakota. "Go!" she ordered Dakota.

"You need help!" Dakota panicked.

"I'll be fine. Just take the damn bag and win!"

Dawn reached the bottom of the wall and whimpered. "I'm sorry. I tried to warn you."

Eva silently glared at Dawn and looked to the ground as Staci ran up to the moonchild. "Yah, you we're awesome! And that hat makes you look like a cute, little gangster! My mom said my great uncle was Al Capone, so I guess I have mafia blood in me."

Realizing that she had just broken her promise, Staci quickly corrected herself. "Oh, I mean... cool."

"Riiight," Dawn said as she handed Staci the backpack. "Would you care to take the backpack now?"

"Oh, right," Staci said with a grin. "To victory!" she shouted.

Dakota was running down the path to the fourth obstacle when Staci caught up to her.

"So, Dakota? What's up?"

"Uh, since when have you ever spoken to me?" she replied in confusion.

"Well, I just thought that we could be friends," Staci said smiling.

Confessional

Dakota: "A friend? Someone wants to be my friend. That's a first."

Staci: "The truth is that I only came back to make some new friends. Yah, Dawn and I are pretty close, but I want to meet some other people. A boy maybe?"

End Confessional

Staci's eyes were begging for Dakota's acceptance and the fame-monger was overcome with sympathy.

"Uh... sure," Dakota said with uncertainty. "Friends?"

"Totes," Staci squeaked.

"Great," Dakota snapped. "No, I need to tell you about someone on my team. Friends do that, right?"

"Sharing secrets? Yah, friends always share deep stuff like that!"

Dakota leaned over to Staci. "Okay, well Jordan and-"

Dakota was cut off when she tripped on a root and faceplanted. She picked herself up and saw Staci running ahead.

"Hey, wait for me!"

"Sorry," Staci shouted. "I want to win. Tell me later, okay!"

Confessional

Dakota: "Maybe I rushed the whole 'friend' thing just a little bit, but I need some allies on the Foxes, and... oh no, I'm doing exactly what Samantha did! Alright, forget Staci. I need to focus on winning this for myself and my team. If I reach the merge, then I'll think about it." *Sighs* "This is more stressful than I thought. Whatever that mutation did to my personality, I hate it!"

End Confessional

Staci charged onto the platform, bellowing at the top of her voice. "For the Foxes!"

When she reached the first gap and the first spinning fan blade, she stopped in her tracks and stood with her mouth agape. "Uh..."

The course was very simple, yet extremely overwhelming as well. There were three blades, with each spinning faster then the previous one, and therefore upping the difficulty.

"Welcome to the 'Fan-atic,' my dear campers!" Chris said via the loudspeakers. "Take you time or take your chances, 'cause one wrong move and you're getting sliced and diced!"

"You wouldn't actually let us die, right?!" Staci gasped.

"It's like she doesn't even know me," Chris chuckled before signing off.

"Alright, Staci," the chubby camper said to herself. "It's just three jumps between these fan blades. Three... sharp fan blades... with sharp edges. You can do this!"

The liar closed her eyes and took a deep breath right as Dakota ran up the ramp and stood aside Staci.

"Oh crap," Dakota gasped. "This looks, like... really dangerous!"

Staci put her arm around Dakota's shoulders. "Don't worry, friend. I'll go first to test it!"

Before Dakota could say anything, Staci leaped forward, across the gap, and landed on her feet.

"I-I did it!" Staci cheered. "Go on! Your turn!"

Dakota took a deep breath, fastened her backpack, and jumped between the slowly turning blades. When she looked up, Staci was already jumping across the second gap, so she had to pick up the pace.

Staci cleared the last gap perfectly and waved to Dakota. "See you at the finish line!"

Dakota stooped in front of the second gap and sarcastically shouted back. "Great."

Tyler high-fived Staci as the liar handed him the backpack. "Nice!"

"Yah," Staci bragged. "It was way too easy." She looked back at Dakota, who was struggling with her second jump. "See, she's doing fine."

Dakota began to mumble curses under her breath as she prepped herself for a perfectly timed jump.

"No pressure, Dakota!" Brick shouted as Tyler dashed past the cadet. "Take your time and don't rush it!"

"You don't think I'm trying?!" she shouted back. "This is hard!"

Dakota back up a few feet and watched the blade spin around and around until her head became woozy. Using all of her energy, she leapt across the gap and grabbed onto the edge of the platform.

Meanwhile, Tyler reached the fifth obstacle: the hedge maze. In front of the jock was a ten foot tall wall of shrubbery that seemed to stretch for an eternity. Facing the entrance, Tyler looked around and noticed a small sign that read 'Enter.'

"Alright!" he cheered. "Time to show my team what I've got!"

As Tyler ran into the maze, Dakota jumped across the final gap and landed on her back, crushing her pack and many of the eggs inside. Ignoring the loss, she quickly shoved the backpack into Brick's arms.

"Go! Go! Go!" Dakota shouted before wiping the sweat from her brow.

"Yes, ma'am!" Brick said with a salute.

Confessional

Dakota: "Never again, Chris! Never again!"

Brick: "Back in training, I was always the best navigator of my squad. Well, unless it was dark, of course."

Chris: "Seriously? No one got maimed by 'The Fan-atic?' Looks like my friendly neighborhood torture emporium is getting a call." *Pulls out a phone from his pocket* "Ugh! No bars! Oh well. At least that maze is a hazard to human safety, heh he."

End Confessional

Tyler was lost. There was no denying it. He was lost. After the first few seconds, he had lost his sense of direction and wound up at a dead end. When he turned around and peeked around the corner, he caught a glimpse of something moving across the path in front of him and vanishing into the bushes.

"Hello?" he shouted nervously. "Anyone?"

Silence followed.

Tyler felt his knees turn to jelly as the bushes around him came alive with the pitter-patter of tiny feet rushing through the leaves.

The jock swung his head from side to side, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever was stalking him. He slowly moved his trembling feet around the corner as his heart beat out of his chest.

"Uh, guys!" he whispered harshly. "That you?"

Suddenly, the bushes in front of him came alive with movement as a small, brown animal strutted onto the path.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Tyler screamed as the chicken began to walk towards him. "No! No! No!"

The bird looked up at Tyler and ruffled it's wings before waddling back into the brush. Tyler, eyeing an opportunity, dashed down the path and turned the corner.

Confessional

Tyler: "Alright, so maybe I'm still afraid of chickens. But come on! It's a totally rational fear!"

Chris: *Laughs and wipes a tear from his eye* "Okay, that definitely worth the hassle!"

End Confessional

As Brick made his way through the maze, he slowly began to grow paranoid. Every wall looked identical, every turn led to confusion, and every step proved futile.

Suddenly, the cadet heard a cacophonic scream echoing through the maze that stopped him in his tracks.

Brick listened closely without making any movement whatsoever. The sounds of birds filled the air, but something else was mixed in with the sounds of the forest.

Brick turned to face behind him as the sound of footsteps began to grow in intensity. Suddenly, Tyler turned the corner and slammed into Brick, knocking both boys to the ground.

Tyler screeched and stumbled to his feet. "Run dude! It's coming!"

Before Brick could question him, Tyler ran down the path and around another corner.

"Uh... Okay?" Brick said in utter confusion.

The cadet turned around to see a large brown chicken strutting towards him, pecking the ground as it went. It looked up at Brick, who scratched his head.

"That's it?" he chuckled. "A chicken? Sorry, Chris. You'll have to try harder than this!"

Brick reached down and stroked the bird's back as it fiddled through the dead leaves for insects.

"You're a cute little guy," he told the chicken. "I'd say you'd be delicious, but I have a challenge to win, and I'm not going to be held down by fowl like you."

Brick turned around and walked a few feet down the path before pausing at the sound of rustling leaves. The cadet looked back and gasped in shock. One chicken had turned into twenty.

"Oh," Brick chuckled anxiously. "Uh, I see you brought friends. Great."

When the cadet turned to run away, he discovered that the birds had blocked both of his escape routes. Having no other options, the teen had to stand firm and hold his ground.

"I... don't have any food," he choked. "I can get you some later if you want."

One of the chickens looked up at Brick and clucked with the rest of the flock following suit. Brick reached for his backpack and pulled out an egg.

"If you won't get out of my way, I'll have to use this!" he barked. "And you do not want me to use this, as I've had extensive military training and preparation!"

Brick was terrified. The chickens weren't coming any closer, but their black eyes were almost doll-like in lifelessness. The cadet raised his egg and kicked dirt towards the birds.

One chicken hissed at Brick, causing him to squeal in terror. "Nice birds," he squeaked. "Nice chickens. No need to get ornery."

The bed-wetter felt a stream of warmth flow down his leg and infest his shorts. Upon realizing what had just happened, Brick began to back up to the hedge wall where he could hide his shame. Suddenly, paranoia got the better of him and Brick flung his egg at the ground in front of the horde of chickens.

One chicken over the smashed egg and pecked at it with its beak. Brick watched as it reared its head and let out another hiss that the rest of the flock repeated.

Brick quickly reached into the backpack again, but the flock of plump birds leapt through the air and knocked the cadet to the forest floor.

Brick shook the chickens off with his arms and legs and tried to get on his feet. The birds attacked again and pecked at Brick's face, yanking on his lips and poking him in the eyes.

As the cadet screamed and struggled, Chris and Chef were watching and laughing in the control room.

Chris turned to his cohort and laughed. "You gotta tell me where you got those chickens!"

"Some guy was sellin' 'em on the street for super cheap," Chef said; grinning. "I was gonna cook those things up, but when I accidentally dropped an egg in the kitchen, they went wild and got all bite-y and stuff."

"Nice!" Chris said. "You need to find that guy. He could be of service in the next season."

Back in the maze, Tyler was still running for his life. Chickens were flying out of the brush at every corner, sending the fail-prone jock into a state of hysteria. With tears streaming down his face, he pushed himself through the attacks as they came.

Brick was having no more luck than Tyler. The cadet had been savagely assaulted and drained of his energy, but continued to fight back. The bed-wetter grabbed one of his assailants by the neck and stood stout.

"Hey!" he shouted, holding up the captured bird. "One more move and the poultry gets it!"

The rest of the flock paused and looked at the beaten cadet in confusion.

"Heh, guess you guys should've thought twice about attacking Private Brick MacAurthur in the field, huh?" Brick gloated with a smile on his bruised face.

The cadet slowly backed up, holding his hostage out in front of his chest. The other chickens inched forward.

"Hold it!" Brick shouted at the flock. "Try anything and your buddy here'll need to see a chiropractor!"

The chickens cocked their heads from side to side as Brick slowly backed away.

"That's right, you feathered freaks of nature! You stay right there until Private MacAurthur finds his way out of this hell hole. Just like that!"

Confessional

Brick: "Sure, the chickens were a little temperamental, but I handled it just fine. I guess you can add the 'Chicken Choking' badge to my sleeve."

Tyler: *Sucks thumb*

End Confessional

Brick emerged from the maze with the chicken still in his hand.

"Thank you, my feathered hostage. You are free to go," Brick told the bird before releasing it into the bushes.

"Oh my gosh, Brick," Sadie panicked. "What happened to your face?!" Then she noticed the wet blotch on Brick's pants and let out a giggle.

Brick groaned in embarrassment. "Uh, it was wet in there."

Katie strolled along side the two members of the Llamas of Loserdom and smiled. "It's obvious that he couldn't handle it. Guess your on your way to the bonfire ceremony, huh?" She nudged her former friend's shoulder and winked.

Sadie grabbed the backpack from Brick and glared at Katie. "Well, at least I'm on the last leg of the race. Tyler's still in the maze!"

"So what?" Katie said arrogantly. "I'll be able to beat you in a foot race any day of the week."

"Because I'm fat?!" Sadie growled.

"That, and you're a big loser. A big, fat loser to be exact."

Sadie gasped. "Well, at least I have a booty. Your butt is, like, so flat!"

Now it was Katie's turn to gasp. "How dare you! My booty is just fine the way it is!"

"Not according to, like, everyone in our school. They're always talking about how hideous your butt is."

"You're lying!"

"No, you're lying!"

Both girls grabbed each other's arms and wrestled for dominance.

"No need to get angry," Brick said as he reached into the fray.

Katie turned and smacked Brick across the face, knocking him down and causing him to hold his face in pain. "Shut up!" she snapped.

Suddenly, a flash of red broke out of the opening of the maze and crashed into the two girls.

Tyler crawled away from the girls and pushed himself to his feet. "Killer chi-chickens!" he shouted. "So... many... feathers!"

Spotting her chance to take the lead, Sadie ran past the others and stuck out her tongue. "See you at elimination, Katie!"

Katie felt herself fill with rage. "Give it!" she shouted at Tyler viciously. "Give me the backpack or you'll wake up in a hospital!"

Tyler fell into the fetal position, but Katie was determined. The tan teen grabbed the pack and slammed her foot onto Tyler's back, slowly pulling it off of his arms with every tug.

Katie strapped the backpack around her body and ran after her former best friend.

At the finish line, the other campers were eagerly awaiting the end of the challenge. Noah was rhythmically tapping his feet and twiddling his thumbs out of boredom. Eva was touching the medical cast around her sprained ankle. Ethan was brushing up against Samantha, who looked at him uncomfortably. Staci was talking with Dawn, who was still wearing B's cap.

Chris tapped his watch impatiently. "Come on!" he said. "It's only one kilometer. How long could it take?!"

"Maybe Katie and Sadie are too busy slap-fighting," Jordan snorted.

Noah looked up. "They're probably not even racing yet. If what you said about that maze was true, then I can see this game going on for quite a while."

"Shut up Noah," Jordan mumbled. The bookworm looked to him with disdain.

"Wait!" Chris shouted. "Here they come!"

Katie and Sadie had just emerged from the forest and were only a few hundred meters from the finish line.

Chris pulled out his megaphone. "Alright, Girls! This is it! And... New rule! First to cross gets ten points added to their score!"

Upon hearing this, Katie rushed past Sadie, who growled in anger. "No you don't, Katie!"

The larger girl moved at fast as she could and managed to grab Katie's backpack, pulling her to the ground. Both girls kicked and clawed at each other while Chris watched the carnage with a smile that read 'ratings gold!'

Katie pushed her hand against Sadie's face. "You're a loser, Sadie. You always were."

Sadie pushed back. "At least I outlasted you in season one!"

"Yeah, only because you suck with navigation!"

"No, you got us lost!"

"No, you did!"

Dawn glared at Chris from behind the finish line. "Chris, you have to stop them. They'll kill each other."

"Don't worry, I'm covered for any injury or death that occurs within the camper population. Gotta love those contracts, huh?"

Sadie and Katie pulled at each other's hair as the rolled around the ground.

"You're not winning this one, Sadie!"

"No, you're not winning, Katie!"

Sadie stood up and ran towards the finish. Katie dove to catch her legs and failed.

In time, both girls were only a few meters from the finish line, with Sadie maintaining a small lead over her old friend.

The teams were cheering "Katie!" and "Sadie!" Both cheers blended together in the frenzy as if the girls were one in the same.

As the cheers hit their climax, the two girls whipped past the finish line and crashed into the crowd.

"It's a photo finish!" Chris shouted enthusiastically.

The fallen campers sat up and groaned in discomfort. Sadie and Katie continued to argue.

"Oh, I totally won!" Katie said arrogantly.

"Uh, are you high," Sadie said. "I won!"

"Ahem!" Chris cleared his throat. "Actually the camera will decide who won!"

The host pushed a button on his remote, causing a small screen to pop out from underground. Both teams watched closely as the tape played.

On the screen, Katie and Sadie crossed simultaneously. But zooming in revealed that the winner had actually crossed by extending their arm.

"And the winner is..." Chris began.

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"..."

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"Sadie!"

The Llamas cheerleader Sadie stuck her hand in Katie's face.

"Yes!" erupted Sadie. "In your face, Katie!"

"Lucky break," Katie mumbled. "You just won because I was tired. That's all."

When the cheers died down, Chris spoke up. "Now, it's time to decide who wins the challenge, and who sends a player packing. Remember, the Llamas get ten points added to their final score. One for each egg, of course."

When Chris picked up both backpacks, he instantly noticed a massive difference in weight.

"Uh, Llamas of Loserdom. You're pack is uh, pretty light."

"What-what do you mean?" Sadie asked in confusion.

Chris opened the pack and looked inside. After a second of examination, he tossed it to the Llamas. Eva caught it in the air and looked inside.

"There's a hole in the bottom!" she ranted. "The eggs are all gone!"

The Llamas of Loserdom rushed to Eva's side and peered into the bag. Eva was right. At the bottom of the backpack was a gaping hole and a lot of egg yolk.

Eva threw the pack to the ground and stomped on it repeatedly. "Goddammit!"

Samantha looked at her team. "How did this happen! Answer me!"

Chris tapped the farmer on her shoulder. "Uh, Samantha. I think the camera has the answer you're looking for."

Both teams looked to the screen to see Katie and Sadie rolling around on the ground. Chris paused the tape and zoomed in to reveal that Sadie's bag had been caught on a rock and had subsequently torn apart.

"Way to go," Eva said to Sadie sarcastically. "Way. To. Go."

"But Katie was the one who tackled me!" she said in defense. "Blame her!"

"But she's not on the team," Dakota said, glaring at Sadie. "You're to blame."

Chris interrupted with a loud cough. "Uh, guys, you do know that you can still win, right? The Foxes only need ten eggs to tie, so you're still in the game."

"Fine," Samantha growled.

Chris picked up the Foxes' backpack and shifted through the broken eggs to find those that were still intact.

"Broken. Broken. Broken. Oh, there's a point! Broken. Broken. Broken."

This continued on for over a minute until only a handful of eggs remained in the bag. Chris looked inside and turned to the two teams.

"After careful examination and epic suspense, the winner has been decided. With a difference of only two points, the winner of this challenge is..."

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"Get on with it!" Eva bellowed.

"You will not rush me!" Chris snapped.

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"The Foxes of Failure!"

Jordan screamed in excitement. "Thank you!"

Katie sneered at Sadie and Noah high-fived Dawn and Staci.

"Llamas," Chris said solemnly. "It's time to vote. You know what to do. Campfire. Dusk. Got it?"

"Yes, Chris, we get it," Dakota said.

"Now go take a bath," Chris said while holding his nose shut. "You guys really stink."

Confessional

Dakota: "Yeah, losing sucks. But, now we can finally put our plan into action and weaken Samantha's alliance."

Tyler: *Sucks thumb*

Sadie: "Honestly, I'm tired of fighting with Katie. Now that she's gone, Samantha is my only friend, even though we've never spoken to each other in over a day."

Katie: "Do I miss Sadie? Maybe, but my life is better without her at my side. Now I can go out and broaden my horizons... or whatever that means."

Jordan : "Who's not going home tonight? Me, that's who!"

End Confessional

When Noah walked out of the cabin and down the steps, Jordan stepped out from behind a post and surprised the genius.

"So, I guess you won't be getting any phallic symbols tonight, huh?"

"Oh, shut it, Jordan. I know what you did last night."

The overachiever gasped. "How did you know I took your book?!"

Noah leaned in close to Jordan and whispered in his ear. "Because you just told me."

Jordan was left speechless as Noah walked off with a satisfied smirk on his face.

The Llamas of Loserdom took their seats on the logs surrounding the bonfire. As always, Chris was holding weenies on sticks. Five to be exact.

"Welcome, Llamas. Today, six shall become five, and another hopeful will get kicked in the ass by a giant boot. Who's it gonna be?"

Dakota, Eva, and Brick shared an anxious glance.

"Brick."

The cadet smiled and caught his prize.

"Samantha."

Chris flung the meat stick at the farmer, who let it fly over her head.

"Dakota."

The former mutant snagged her stick and took a bite of the hotdog.

Sadie, Eva, and Ethan looked at Chris with impatience.

"Ethan."

"Hah," he cheered as the safety symbol landed in his lap.

Chris looked at the bottom two girls with a devilish grin across his face. "Sadie, you're on the chopping block for fighting with Katie and costing your team the win at the last minute. Eva, you're on the block for having a sprained ankle and losing to the weakest chick on the island."

Chris raised the final weenie above his head. "And the person with the most votes tonight is..."

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"It's a tie!"

"What?!" shouted the entire team.

"Does this mean they both go home?" said Samantha with a smile.

"No," Chris said. "A double feature of losers would be great, but we have to remain on schedule. Only one person is going home tonight, and that person will be decided by our tie-breaker challenge."

Confessional

Dakota: "This isn't good."

Samantha: "The only way they could've tied would be if one member of my alliance voted for Sadie and not Eva. It looks like my judgment has been flawed."

End Confessional

"And what is this challenge?" Eva asked impatiently.

"Only the most dangerous challenge in Total Drama history..."

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"The coin toss!" Chris said, pulling a quarter from his pocket.

"A coin?! A coin decides who goes home?" raged Samantha. "This better be a joke!"

"No, it's not a joke. Now, Eva, pick a side."

Eva thought for a few seconds. "...heads."

"Sadie, you're tails," Chris explained.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Sadie groaned. "Why does she pick first?!"

"It's a fifty-fifty chance, Sadie. It doesn't matter."

Chris flipped the coin into the air and caught it on the back of his hand.

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"Sadie! Time to go!"

Sadie stood up and pouted. "Whatever. Just get this over with, already!"

"Are you sure there's not anything you want to say first?" Chris asked her.

"Well," she began. "Tell Sadie I'm sorry for what happened. That's all."

"Aww, that's cute," Chris cooed. "Too bad that you're on a one way flight out to sea."

Sadie willingly walked in front of the Swift-kick-to-the-butt of Shame and sighed. "Just do it!"

Chris wasted no time in sending the girl flying and screaming into the sunset. The team flinched when Sadie was hit, but no one seemed too upset.

"And that concludes another awesome episode of Total Drama: Return of the Underdogs!" Chris said enthusiastically. "Tune in next time for-"

"Did someone say awesome?" came a voice from the treeline.

The Llamas of Loserdom and the host jumped and looked towards the trees. A dark figure crept out from the darkness and into the fading light.

"No," Chris pleaded. "I got rid of you! Anyone but you!"

"Really?" the figure retorted. "I'm a tough nut to crack."

"Wh-What do you want from me?"

"Screentime," Harold said deviously.

To be continued...

The Votes

Eva: "I'd rather vote for Samantha and get this over with, but Dakota said that voting for Sadie was my only hope at staying in the game. So be it."

Samantha: "Eva, your goose has been cooked."

Ethan: "Samantha's eyes are so pretty. And her hair is... oh, right! I vote for Eva."

Brick: "It's what Dakota wants, so... I'm sorry Sadie."

Sadie: "Sure I messed up, but Eva messed up, like, even more than me."

Dakota: "Sadie, you're a sweet person, but this is a competition. Sorry."

End Voting Confessional

The Voting Results

Sadie: 3 votes

Eva: 3 votes

Eliminated: Debbie, Justin, Tyler (1), Anne Maria, B, Sadie

The Foxes of Failure: Jordan, Tyler, Dawn, Staci, Noah, Katie

The Llamas of Loserdom: Eva, Ethan, Dakota, Samantha, Brick

~A/N~ Looks like Harold's back! Will he get back in the game? Who knows.

For those who are concerned about Katie and Sadie remaining as friends, all I can say is that their arc hasn't ended yet. ;)

Review if you have any recommendations or ideas for challenges, and follow this story if you want me to be happy. Until the next chapter, which I might be late with (again), peace out!

P.S. I have a new poll on my profile. Go check it out when you get a chance. It won't affect the story, but I'd like to know what my readers think.