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~A/N~ Hey guys! Episode 12 is finally here, so hopefully you will enjoy it as much as I'll enjoy writing it. I've had this challenge cemented in place for months, and one reviewer actually guessed it, so there you go! Your wish has been fulfilled! Anyways, thank you so much for 80 reviews. Let's try to hit 100 before this thing ends! Can we do it, everybody? So, without further ado, enjoy Episode 12 of TDRU!

"Last time on Total Drama: Return of the Underdogs..."

"The halfway point in the season was reached as our top eight competed in a dungeon of horrors to escape elimination. Jordan freaked out! Eva punched Brick! Noah came clean about his problems! But the biggest moment of the night was our unforgettable elimination where Jordan spent his sole vote on Tyler McTraitor-Pants, sending him home for a second time and reducing the number of victims to seven, along with, get this, stealing Dakota's invincibility statue! Seriously, this guy's a drama machine! I kinda want him to stay around, but hey, this is a new day with new terrors. So buckle up, 'cause we're giving you the honest truth, here, on Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!"

(The theme song plays)

Morning broke and the final seven slowly made their way to the bonfire area for breakfast, even though no one really wanted any gruel. Staying in a hotel had spoiled nearly everyone but Noah to life on the island.

Jordan was blissfully unaware of the giant phallus that Noah and Eva had drawn on his face during the night and raised an eyebrow in confusion whenever someone was chuckling.

Speaking of Noah and Eva, both had enjoyed their time in the warm cabin and were well rested for the challenge. Having gotten the massive load of parental hatred off his chest, the bookworm was slightly more relaxed, but still gave Jordan a sneer or chuckle from time to time.

Dakota and Brick had talked all night about their next move, and decided that the plan was unchanged. Jordan or Samantha, depending on who won immunity, would go home, leaving the other to be picked off next. However, Dakota was still hesitant to tell Eva about the idol, seeing as the bully would do anything to win, including a possible theft which, unbeknownst to them, Jordan had already accomplished.

At the campfire pit, Dawn and Noah were having a discussion on their favorite board games. Dawn chose backgammon; Noah, chess.

Eva was lifting rocks after she finished her plate of goop in an attempt to stay fit.

Dakota was letting Brick tend to her short hair. The cadet was quite adept at scalp massaging as well.

The only ones missing, of course, were the remaining newbies. Samantha was washing her feet in the river when Jordan snuck out of the tall bushes, surprising her.

"What do you want?" she sneered.

"I just want to explain my, uh, questionable choice," the airhead smiled calmly, unaware of the disdain Samantha was feeling towards him. "See, Tyler was a swing vote and couldn't be trusted. I mean, no point in keeping someone around that can flip the votes just like that, right?"

"What if he flipped to our side?" Samantha asked, still not looking Jordan in the eye. "Face it. You booted him because he offended you. There was no strategy."

Jordan sighed. "I gave you the idol. What else could you need to make up for last night."

Samantha paused.

"Well," Jordan mumbled. "What is it?"

"Your loyalty," Samantha growled. "Just... your loyalty."

"Deal," Jordan winked. "So, we vote off Dakota?"

"Or Eva."

Jordan nodded. "Got it. Uh, I'll just... be going." He retreated into the brush with a wave and left Samantha to wash up.

Confessional

Jordan: "Perfect." *He smiles wickedly* "We're finally back on track!"

Samantha: "Jordan's useful as a vote and all, but damn is he hard to work with. I don't even know if my idol is a blessing or a curse. But, why would he just... give it to me? So... confusing."

End Confessional

Samantha heard another crack in the bushes and turned to see Noah sigh in despair.

"Seriously? You?" he groaned.

"What? I'm not good enough for you?" Samantha sneered at the bookworm as he sat down next to her.

"Pretty much, but I only came here to think. I'd prefer for you to be quiet and move somewhere else."

Samantha scoffed. "What's this? Your spot?"

Noah nodded. "Yeah. I come here to find a place to get away from everyone else. Looks like you've already infected it with your eel slime."

"Charming, Noah. Charming." Silence followed until Samantha spoke up again. "I have a question."

"Sure, just ignore my only demand, honey. But go ahead; I'm already about to leave."

"You don't like Jordan, do you?"

"Are you blind?!" Noah gasped in offense. "I've been dealing with his shit for nearly two weeks and you haven't even noticed?"

"Whoa," Samantha moved her hands to calm Noah. "I know you hate him, but I need to ask you something else."

"What?" He deadpanned.

Samantha looked around and back to Noah, leaned close, and whispered in his ear. "I think I should vote for him. He's to unpredictable and dangerous."

Noah smiled. "Go ahead." Then he rolled his eyes.

Samantha caught on and narrowed her eyes. "What's that for?"

"Oh, nothing," Noah snickered. "Just a bit ironic how you're mad at Jordan for doing exactly what you did to Dakota."

"What?! How is this anything like me and Dakota?!"

Noah groaned. "I'm gonna have to explain, aren't I?"

"Yeah. Enlighten me!"

Noah rolled his eyes again and spoke in the most uninterested tone imaginable. "Remember how you got with Dakota and then got with Jordan without telling her about a cross-team alliance? Yeah, she got mad, called you a traitor, and made her own alliance. Look, honey, Jordan betrayed you and you're making a fuss over it, even though you blamed Dakota for breaking the alliance you broke first. You're a hypocritical bitch and everyone knows it, so you have no right to complain."

Samantha gasped. "I'm not a hypocrite!"

Noah, shrugged, snickered, stood up and walked off. "See you at the challenge, hypocrite."

Confessional

Samantha: *Stares into the camera with a look of shock on her face* "Wow. I... I... I have no words. Was I really as bad as Jordan?! Well, I'm no hypocrite, but... Was I?"

Noah: "Hey, I told it how it was. She's pissed over being the victim in a situation she put Dakota through before. Now the roles are reversed and she's a whiny brat. Oh, wait, she's always like that. How could I forget? *He rolls his eyes*

End Confessional

Meanwhile, Eva was benching a log when Brick calmly approached her. "Mind if I take a crack at it?"

The muscle-woman dropped the log and looked the cadet in the eye. "Not unless you want a busted ribcage... or face... or... something. You'll hurt yourself, ok!"

Brick scoffed. "As if. Back at boot camp, I won the power lifting medal three years running, or maybe it was the letters home to mom medal, but I still have undeniable skills."

"Knock yourself out then, pissy pants," Eva said, rolling her eyes and stepping back.

Brick grabbed the log and tried to lift it, but ended up popping something in his back. He stood up straight and felt a jolt of pain that doubled him over like a lawn chair. "Nice. Just nice," Eva groaned.

Confessional

Brick: "Eva's strong alright. She makes a good teammate too. However, I have to be honest... she scares me a lot. Just thinking about those big arms wrapping around my neck and popping my head off... ugh."

Eva: "I don't what Dakota saw in that guy, but he's just pathetic. The only thing he's good for is laughs."

End Confessional

Dawn sat in the grass, playing with a caterpillar, when Noah sat down beside her.

"So, got anything to say?" Noah smiled. "Any advice about my parents, or are you busy worm-whispering?"

Dawn sighed. "You're a tough case indeed, but I slept on it and came to the conclusion that you should tell them how you feel."

Noah sneered. "Wow. Haven't tried that cliche before."

"I'm doing my best," Dawn narrowed her eyebrows. "I even voted off my friend to help you. You could at least show me a little respect."

Noah smiled. "Well, then take it away, little miss psychic. Don't let my personality stand in the way of your wise advice."

Dawn touched Noah on the arm and he pulled away. "No," she said. "You need a touch of kindness."

"Totally not something a pedophile would say," Noah said suspiciously.

Dawn growled. "Listen here, mister. I'm going out of my way to help, so either cooperate, or find a new source of help."

Noah rolled his eyes and let Dawn touch his arm. She leaned closer until she was inches from his face. "You're not gonna kiss me, right?"

"No," the moonchild replied. "I'm just getting a good reading. Your aura is very... conflicted."

"English please," Noah quipped.

"Your cynicism and sarcastic remarks stem from your negative outlook on life which stems from your hatred towards your parents. My advice: think positive."

Noah chuckled. "So give up my great humor and famous attitude? No way, honey. Where I go, my snark follows."

"But that's your-"'

The loudspeakers cut off Dawn mid-sentence and hurt everyone's ears yet again. "Attention campers! Please meet at the West beach in twenty. We've got a challenge to start, so bring your game face!"

Dawn started again. "But your problem is-"

"Make that fifteen!" Chris boomed again.

"But-"

"Or ten! Got it?! Ten!"

Dawn sighed and walked off with Noah. "I'll tell you later," she said with a sad voice.

The seven teens met up at the beach, just like Chris said. On the sandy shore was a large stage with seven seats. In front of each seat was a screen with a zero on it, and above it was a flat top with a giant red button.

Chris waved them down and the campers walked up to podiums in confusion.

"What is this thing?" Eva asked. "Looks stupid."

"Well, I wouldn't expect you to know, but Dakota, Dawn, and Brick might have vivid memories of a certain challenge we never got to finish in season four. Huh?" Chris winked at the three remaining Revenge of the Island campers.

The trio gasped.

"No! Why?!" Brick screamed dramatically, falling to the ground and weeping.

Dakota shuddered. "You don't mean?

"Yep," Chris smiled devilishly, a glint of eagerness in his eye. "It's the Get To Know You 2.0 Challenge!"

Jordan and Samantha looked on in confusion as Noah and Eva shared a nervous glance.

Confessional

Eva: "I saw season four, so I know what to expect from this one."

Noah: "Great. As if this show couldn't get any more embarrassing."

Samantha: "Yeah, I probably should've watched the show."

Jordan: "I know I saw this somewhere, but... where?"

Brick: *He screams out and sobs*

End Confessional

The campers took their seats and listened to Chris as the host explained the rules of this infamous challenge to them. "First of all, I know some of you know this challenge from season four, but the rules are slightly different. However, the basis remains the same. I'll ask embarrassing questions to the lot of you and you'll have a chance to fess up for a point by hitting your buzzer and stating your answer verbally. However, because this is a merge challenge, anyone will be allowed to buzz in with an answer and not just the owner of the secret. There can only be one buzz per question though, so nab those points before they get stolen or fall out of play. If you get an answer right or fess up, you'll hear this sound." Chris pushed a button on his remote and a 'ding' rang out. "But get an answer wrong and..." He pushed another button and shocked the seven campers with jolts of electricity via their seats. The campers jumped and helped in pain, with Brick falling out of his chair and Noah cursing at the top of his breath. "Any questions?" Chris asked. "No? Then prepare for question number one!"

"Wait!" Dakota whined. "How do we win?!"

Chris sighed and facepalmed. "Oh, yeah, I kinda forgot about that. The top three scores by the end of the game win immunity. Everyone else is up for votes. However, this is no normal elimination challenge, for the person with the worst score is automatically sent home!"

The campers gasped. Chris chuckled. "That's right! Double losers tonight! All the more reason not to lose today, huh? Anyways, first question: Who here is secretly not straight?"

Everyone's eyes widened as reality set in. Soon, Jordan slammed down on his buzzer and enthusiastically shouted his answer. "Totally Noah!" A buzz erupted through the air and Jordan was shocked, causing him to fall out of his chair screaming. He sat up and shuddered in shock. "What?! How's it not Noah?!"

Noah banged his head on his podium and groaned. "I'm not gay, or bi, or anything but straight. At this point I might as well be asexual!"

Dawn smiled. "Good call."

Confessional

Dawn: "Being asexual isn't an issue for me. In fact it's helped me make good friends without worrying about the drama of radiant love."

Noah: "Yeah, that was the first question... I'm not excited for the rest."

Jordan: "Noah's totally gay. Was the Cody/Noah stuff not enough proof!?"

End Confessional

"No point!" Chris shouted. "Question two: Who here has never been out on a date... ever?"

Dakota buzzed in. "Brick!"

A 'ding' chimed and Chris cheered. "Correct! That's one for Dakota; zero for everyone else."

Brick bashfully turned to Dakota. "How'd you know that?" he whined.

"You just looked it," Dakota shrugged.

Chris pulled another card from his pile. "Question three: Who crapped their pants at the fifth grade talent show?"

Noah burst out laughing and buzzed in. "Jordan! Totally Jordan!"

The ass gasped as the chime sounded. He growled at Noah as the rest of the group laughed. "How!?"

"You sleep talk every night," Noah grinned. "I hear it all, and trust me; there's more to go around."

Jordan looked on in fear, the other six still howling with laughter.

Confessional

Jordan: "Yeah, I'm kinda scared, but I can't let anyone, but especially Noah, get ahead!"

Eva: *Laughs*

Brick: "And I thought wetting myself was embarrassing."

Samantha: "Ok, that was pretty good." *Chuckles*

End Confessional

"Question four..." Chris paused to snicker. "Who took a summer job as a lipstick tester for twenty bucks and ended up with lip sores?"

Dakota buzzed in again. "Uh, me. It's not that embarrassing. Plus, I needed to test the upcoming brands... and I needed money too."

"Exactly!" Chris smiled. "That's two points for Dakota and one for Noah. There are still sixteen secrets left to reveal. Question five: Which camper was suspended from school for punching their English teacher in the jaw?"

Samantha smashed her buzzer. "Me, but she deserved it for putting me with a shitty partner! Point?"

"Point," Chris confirmed as the 'ding' rang. "But I have to know something. What happened after that?"

"Uh, I got suspended," Samantha said in a sarcastic tone. "Oh, and the teacher had to get false teeth."

"Fair enough, and how ironic that you should mention false teeth." The host pulled another card. Sixth question: Which camper has false teeth?"

Time passed and Eva buzzed in. "It's Noah, right?!"

"Correct!" Chris exclaimed.

Noah sighed angrily. "Way to put it out, Iron Woman. Totally not embarrassing in the slightest."

"Where did you find that?" Dakota asked her buff alliancee.

"Sierra's blogs have that stuff. You should check them out when you're not busy." Eva grinned. "There's even one on you."

Dakota gasped, horrified. "What did it say?!"

"No one cares, Dakota!" Chris shouted. "Now can we get on with the challenge?! Good. The score is one for Eva, one for Samantha, one for Noah, and two for Dakota. Question seven: Who bites their own toenails?!"

Half of the campers retched, but Jordan remained still. He buzzed in and raised his hand, smiling the entire time. "Yours truly!"

The sound of correctness chimed and Noah nearly puked. He held it down and joined the others in a disgusted glare.

"What? It's not that gross, right?" Jordan shrugged. "My feet are always clean!"

"End of discussion, Jordan." Chris narrowed his eyebrows and glared at the jerkass. "Question eight: Who killed their guinea pig for food?"

"Monster!" Dawn screamed. "How could they?!"

"I don't know, maybe you should buzz in with an answer to find out," Chris said with aggravation. "We have, like, twelve left and-"

"It was me," someone said, buzzing in. Everyone looked to Noah in shock. Dawn looked terrified. "What? We raised them to eat, not to waste money on."

"You killed a poor defenseless creature!?" Dawn growled. "How could you?!"

"I just told you, honey. Sorry, but meat is my life. Well, sarcasm too, but meat's pretty big."

Chris coughed loudly and the campers looked back to the host. "I'd love to exploit this tension, but we have question nine to answer. Who pushed their sister down the stairs and blamed it on the family dog? And yes, that was chosen only on the fact that it's a Goonies reference."

Ten seconds passed on no one bothered to answer, so Chris pushed a button on his remote, shocking everyone again. Noah cursed, Jordan squealed, Eva just got angry, and Dakota's short hair was standing up.

"Let's try to participate this time, ok?" Chris asked politely. "Question ten: Who got drunk at a party and got arrested for streaking?" He held back a snicker and looked at the seven campers. "So, who done it?"

Seconds ticked by and Dawn calmly pressed her button to avoid getting shocked.

"Yes?" Chris teased, trying to get an answer out of the moonchild.

Dawn nervously looked from camper to camper and noticed Brick sweating bullets. "Uh, Brick?"

"Correct!" Chris shouted.

Brick banged his head on the buzzer in shame, shocking him.

Confessional

Brick: "I hate this game sometimes."

End Confessional

"Care to explain, Lieutenant Leakey?" Chris winked.

"No," Brick mumbled.

"Well, then I'll just show the humiliating pictures we managed to procure and-"

"Fine!" Brick whined. "I had one beer at the boot camp annual and lost it."

"Lost your mind, or your clothes?" Noah asked, grinning. "Or was it both."

"Both," Brick sighed. "Can we have another question already?"

"Sure. The score is one for Jordan, one for Dawn, one for Samantha, one for Eva, two for Noah, and two for Dakota. Brick has a big zero, but there are still ten questions left, so it's anyone's game. Number eleven: Who dressed up as Aquaman for Halloween?"

"Wow, talk about low," Noah rolled his eyes. "Whoever did that needs to get their head checked."

"Anyone?" Chris asked. "Seriously?!"

Brick buzzed in. "Uh... Jordan?" The cadet was shocked, causing him to yelp in pain.

Jordan's jaw dropped. "I'm not that stupid!"

"Wrong, Brick! Question twelve: Who here hates pizza?"

"Ok, that's a new low," Eva scowled. "It's like the ultimate food!"

Samantha sighed and pressed her button. "It's me."

Noah gasped. "Remind me never to invite you to a Warcraft party."

Samantha looked at the bookworm in confusion. "War... Craft?"

"Exactly," Noah rolled his eyes.

Chris loudly interrupted to bring up the next card. "Question thirteen: Who was forced to go to the school dance with their parent? Wow... that's... not good. Anyone?"

Brick started to sweat again and sunk back into his chair, trying to appear smaller but only drawing more attention to himself. Dakota quickly pushed the buzzer and called out his name, smiling when the 'ding' proved her to be right.

"And Dakota takes the lead with three points. Noah and Samantha are tied with two, Eva, Dawn, and Jordan are tied with one each, and Mom-to-the-prom Brick is still pointless. Question fourteen: Which camper has a bad case of jock itch on their groin?"

The teens gagged collectively. Eva buzzed in immediately. "Right here!"

"Ewww," Jordan whined. Eva turned to him and pushed him out of his chair.

"I'd ask for an explanation, but none needed," Chris said, tugging at his collar nervously. "Uh... Question fifteen: Who crashed their family's car on their first driving test?"

The seven players looked at each other for signs of embarrassment, but no red cheeks, trembling, nor sinking in chairs was to be seen. Chris growled. "Come on! Eva fessed up to her stuff. This is child's play compared to crotch fungus!"

A few tension-filled seconds passed and no one had owned up, so Chris zapped them again. "For shame! I'm trying to fill a show with drama and humility, and you can't even attempt to try! Next question: Who puked on their first and only significant other? And you'd better answer this one!"

"But we don't know it," Dawn said. "You'll shock us if we guess wrong too."

"Yeah, uh, I don't like shocks," Brick whined, twiddling his thumbs.

Jordan nodded "What he said."

Chris glared at the teens. "We can do this all day. I have time. Now someone answer! I need to see some humiliation!"

"Fine," Samantha buzzed in. "I did it, but we're still together though."

"Thank you, Samantha. I'm glad to know somebody wants to play."

Samantha sighed impatiently. "Yeah, I don't care about the game. I just answered so you'd shut the hell up."

The host and the gymnast glared at each other as the others watched in dread. No one knew if Chris was going to shock them again or what.

"I'll forget I heard that," Chris mumbled. "Question seventeen: Who here has a secret hentai collection?"

Noah nearly fainted, drawing Eva's attention. "What's up with him?"

"He's afraid of the stuff," Samantha rolled her eyes. "Especially tentacles for some reason."

The teens sat still again, a hint of awkward silence in the air.

"Anyone gonna answer?" Chris asked angrily. "Because, it's been almost thirty seconds and I still don't have an answer. I waited two seasons to do this challenge and-"

"Jordan!" Eva buzzed in. "It's Jordan!"

Confessional

Jordan: "(Bleep)!"

End Confessional

Chris McLean chuckled. "Right. Thanks, Eva. I thought I was gonna cancel the challenge for a minute there. Not that you'd care, though."

Jordan sunk into his chair and flopped down under his podium in shame as Noah grinned. The bookworm spoke up. "It's nice to see my enemy admit to porn possession on air. He should totally tape his parent's reaction."

"You'll edit that out, right?" Jordan whined, peeking up from his hiding spot.

"Sure," Chris said, crossing two fingers behind his back. "I'll make a mental note of that. Question... eighteen? Yeah, eighteen. But first, a quick refresher. Dakota, Samantha, and Eva are tied with three points each, Noah has two, Dawn and Jordan have one, and Brick has zero... still in last place. You do realize the bottom placer goes home immediately, right?"

"I know," Brick sighed with sadness. "I just don't like secrets."

"Well, question eighteen is pretty easy. Ahem. Who blew up a bulldozer when they were in middle school?"

Noah wasted no time in buzzing in and shouting his answer before anyone else could move. "That's Dawn for sure... It's Dawn, right?"

A ding confirmed his response. The egghead fist-pumped.

Dawn raised an eyebrow. "Um, how did you know? Not that I'm ashamed, but how?"

"Easy. You're a hippie. Plus, you like the forest, so I put two and two together and..."

"Oh, nice," Dawn giggled.

"I thought you hated violence?" Brick asked in confusion. "Doesn't blowing up machinery count?"

"Not unless a person was hurt. They were cutting down the forest behind my house and I took some gas and a match and-"

"Yeah, yeah, forests and stuff," Chris mocked in a bored tone. "Question nineteen... Wait, I thought there were twenty?" He held up a single card and looked around his feet. "Hmmm, I guess it blew away. Any who, this is the last question. Brick, you have to get the point to stay on the show and force a tie between you, Dawn, and Jordan. After that, it's up to a coin toss. As for the rest of you, you're safe from the first boot." Chris read the last card. "Who... legally changed their name?"

Brick was about to slam down on his buzzer, but Jordan beat him to it by a split second.

"Jordan?" Chris asked. "Answer please?"

"Oh, I don't know and don't care either," he laughed. "I just buzzed in so I didn't go a tie breaker. Brick's outta here!"

Chris smiled slyly. "Nice plan, bro!" He turned to a sad Brick. "Dude, you knew what comes next."

Brick groaned. Dakota patted him on the back "Sorry," she said.

Confessional

Brick: "Well, I might be going home, but at least I made it to the top seven. My boys back in the squad are gonna be so proud. I know I am."

Dakota: "And there goes our vote."

Noah: "Meh."

End Confessional

Chris sighed. "Thank God that challenge is over. Remind me never to do this thing again. Anyways, I know I said that the top three would be immune, hut since it's a top four tie... I guess you all get immunity."

Eva, Dakota, and Noah high-fived, leaving Samantha to smile on her own.

"Jordan, Dawn, one of you is going home tonight," Chris winked. "Don't let it be you."

Confessional

Jordan: "Well, at least I made top six, right? No, not good enough. There's gotta be a way to get past this..."

Dawn: "Jordan deserves this. I'm not one to hold grudges, but he and his dark aura need to leave as soon as possible."

Noah: "Finally! Jordan, suck a muffler!"

End Confessional

The seven campers returned to the clearing. Jordan finally noticed the penis drawn on his face and rushed to clean it off. Noah and Dawn discussed the former's issues at home while he continued to snark it up to Dawn's dismay. Dakota and Eva said goodbye to Brick and had one last meeting. Samantha... sat alone.

The sun was setting and Dakota wanted to get her idol back. She approached Brick and coughed to draw his attention.

"Yes?" Brick asked. Melancholy could be sensed in his voice.

"Yeah, uh, are you gonna... use the idol?" Dakota tapped the ground with her foot and looked at her shoes.

"No," Brick sighed. "You need it more. Heck, I don't even know if it would work for me. I'm pretty sure it only works on votes."

The former mutant smiled and hugged her friend. "I'll miss you, but trust me, Samantha will fall. You can bet on that."

"Don't do anything reckless, okay?" Brick asked, as he reached into his stinky bag. "Only use the idol if you-" He paused. There was no idol.

"What?" Dakota asked in confusion. "Something wrong?"

"Yeah... it's gone!"

Dakota felt her heart explode and collapsed the the ground. She shuffled through the bag of clothes in desperation. "You put it in here, right? Please tell me this is a joke!"

Brick stuttered his answer. "I-I don't k-know. It was there yesterday!"

Dakota stood up and grew angry, her face now a bright red. "Samantha! She must've taken it for herself!"

"Hold on, Dakota. You don't-"

"Screw this! Just go get eliminated already!" She stormed off to the elimination ceremony with a teary-eyed Brick following behind.

Confessional

Dakota: "I can't believe this! I knew Brick was too stupid to trust with an idol! I should've just kept it in my pocket!"

Samantha: *She stares at the idol in her hands and sadly sighs* "Jordan's going home for sure. He... really deserves it though. Maybe I... should I? He is too selfish for my alliance, but he's my only hope other than this stupid Chris head... I'm so confused..."

End Confessional

Chris handed weenies to Noah, Dakota, Eva, and Samantha before turned to Dawn and Jordan. "Jordan... You're in danger because you were a huge douche for the past two weeks and betrayed your only ally. Not smart." Jordan growled. "And Dawn... the worst I can say about you is that you creep me out." Chris lifted the final weenie into the air. "And the person not going to the final five is..."

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"Jordan, with five votes to one!" He tossed the fifth weenie at Dawn. She caught it and threw it into the bushes.

Noah stepped forward and laughed. "Enjoy the ride!"

"Yeah!" Eva agreed.

Jordan gasped and looked at Samantha. "Five votes?! You didn't!?"

Samantha smiled. "Sorry, but..."

"No!" Jordan screamed. "No! Not yet!" He suddenly leaped into the air and tackled Samantha. Both teens struggled on the floor as the other five teens and the host watched, the former with a smile his face that screamed 'ratings.'

Jordan immediately grabbed at her pants and reached into her pocket as she tried to fight him off. Samantha screamed. "No! It's mine now!" Jordan stood up with idol in hand and handed it to Chris as Samantha tripped over a branch trying to stop him. "I... have... immunity!" Jordan laughed with insanity. "Suck it, Samantha!"

Dakota gasped. "My idol!"

"Your idol?!" Samantha cringed. "But-"

Chris took the idol and chuckled. "Nice move, dude. A bit unjust, but that's the name of the game." He turned to Dawn. "Now that only Jordan's vote counts, Dawn is done!"

Noah collapsed and grabbed at his hair. "Noooooooo!" Dakota soon joined in.

Dawn sighed and stood up. "Well, I guess that's it." She shot Jordan an angry glare before kneeling beside Noah. "It'll be fine."

"But without you, I'm the only semi-sane person left. Who am I to talk to about my problems, or-"

Dawn hushed him. "You can do this on your own. You've lived independently for a long time. Everything... will be fine."

The campers stood in shock and silence before Jordan shattered it with a cough. "Ahem! Losers to the cliffside."

Noah and Eva, along with everyone but Chris, scowled at the jerkass.

Dawn and Brick took their places in front of the giant boot as Chris bid them farewell with a wave. Neither had a chance to say a word before the host sent them flying.

The final five stood in tension-filled silence as Eva, Dakota, and Noah looked at Jordan with hatred in their eyes. Samantha stood to the side, looking from side to side.

"Wow, intense," Chris snorted, turning to the camera. "The final five is decided, so stay tuned for more danger, more drama, and more anger and Total... Drama...

"Uh, what's that noise?" Samantha asked nervously.

The group listened closely to hear the sound of a helicopter in the distance. Eva looked at the horizon and felt her jaw drop. The others looked in the same direction and saw something large, black, and dotted with lights beaching itself on the island as a slew of choppers flew overhead. The ship was massive; at least as large as a standard navy gunship, and was glowing with specks of light.

Eva stepped forward in awe. "Holy... shit."

Jordan cowered behind the Kick of Shame, trembling in his shoes.

Noah slapped himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

Dakota collapsed to her knees.

Samantha scratched her head.

Chris slowly backed away. "What's going on here!?"

A horn echoed from below. The group looked down to see Chef aboard the boat of losers, just feet below the cliff. "Jump for it!" he shouted.

Chris leaped off into the boat with the others right behind him. "Drive, man! Drive!"

Chef steered away from the island without looking back. On the deck, Chris was overcome with the need to explain. He turned to the final five and rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Well..."

To Be Continued...

The Votes

Noah: "Jordan's out of lifelines, so... good riddance!"

Eva: "Jordan is the only answer."

Dakota: "Definitely Jordan."

Jordan: "Dawn's the only choice I have, but there's always the idol. Sorry, Sammy, but my stay in this game is more valuable than yours."

Dawn: "Jordan."

Samantha: "I vote for Jordan. He's just too... Jordan-y! And yeah... I was kind of a hypocrite."

End Voting Confessional

The Results:

Jordan: 5 votes (Nullified)

Dawn: 1 vote

Eliminated: Debbie, Justin, Tyler (1), Anne Maria, B, Sadie, Katie, Ethan, Staci, Tyler, Brick, Dawn

Remaining Players: Eva, Dakota, Samantha, Noah, Jordan

Kick of Shame: Brick and Dawn

Dawn and Brick surfaced and climbed aboard a drifting log.

"You okay, ma'am?" Brick asked her as he wronged out his shirt.

"Just fine," Dawn replied. She looked out to sea and saw a fleet of small boats heading towards the island. "Uh..."

"Hey, those are military boats!" Brick gasped. "What is the navy doing out here?"

"I don't know, but I can sense that our friends, Jordan, and Samntha are in danger!"

"Can we help?!

Dawn sighed. "Not unless you can fly."

End Kick of Shame: Brick and Dawn

~A/N~ And there went a few readers, no doubt. Jordan is the main villain of the season, so don't worry, he has something in store for him in the end. Sorry, Dawn and Brick fans. Brick was originally eliminated in Tyler's place (but Tyler never returned in the original draft, so eight place then), and Dawn was originally in the top five, but neither had much plot outside of a few interactions here and there. I like both characters, and it pains me to send , but it had to be done.

Next episode will be awesome though, so don't give up if you're a bit peeved at the eliminations. Trust me.

CVluvVocaloid: Thanks. Tyler isn't one of my favs, but he deserved a good run and got it.

IhateMarySue'sSoooooMuch: Yep. Jordan is nasty. He was created to be hated (rhyme :3) so any anger is entirely justified at this point. I needed a fear for Noah, so I just came up with the most horrifying thing on the internet. XD

acosta perez jose ramiro: Thank you! Yep. It was either fire or industry, and fire was easier to portray.

That does it for Episode 12! Review, fav, follow, and stay tuned for more Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs!