NOTE: This is the alternate ending to the last chapter. If you haven't read Chapter 25, read it before you read this one!

~A/N~ And here's the other ending! Enjoy, and thanks for reading! :D

Chris tapped his watch and held the hundred grand case between his legs. "Wow, this is so much more boring than I thought. Parents. Any thoughts?"

Mr. Milton gasped and stood up in the stands, pointing to the side of the hill just a few hundred yards away. "Look! It's Dakota!"

"Awesomeness!" Sam cheered as well, along with the accompaniment of Justin, Brick and Jordan.

Noah's followers remained in a tense pause, waiting for him to arrive just in time to take the money and run.

Chris smiled, a small glimmer reflecting from his jaws. "Looks like Dakota's winning! Noah's nowhere to be seen, and she's only seconds away from victory!"

Dakota raced into the cove and slammed on her brakes. She looked around and cheered, her fists flying in the air. "Yes! I win!"

"Ahem," Chris cleared his throat. "Not until you place that luxurious statue of moi on the pedestal of awesomeness." He gestured to the small pillar in the sand.

"Oh, right!" she gasped. "Just let me get out an-" The mood was broken by a scream... a feminine scream like no other. Dakota picked the inside of her ear. "Is it just me, or do you hear something." The scream grew louder and louder until Noah burst out of the woods and drove his kart into a boulder, using it as a ramp and sending him, and his kart, flying straight at Dakota.

Time stood still. Nobody moved. Mr. Milton was aghast with fear. Noah's parents were screaming in excitement. Debbie shielded her eyes. Dawn covered her mouth in shock. Jordan was grinning ear to ear. Anne Maria was kissing Justin. Chris dodged Matrix-style out of the crash...

The two vehicles met in a boom of sand and dust. Noah and Dakota were sent flying across the finish line along with the statues and parts from their karts. The dust developed into wave of obscurity. Everyone hacked and coughed until the dust cleared enough to see into the cloud. On the ground, rolling out of the dust, was a wooden Chris head, cut off from its body. The host cringed and looked into the swirling mass. Then... the pedestal was topped. Chris held the hundred grand case high as the losers and family members watched in agony... The dust finally cleared and one camper was standing next to the pedestal. The other, surrounded by pieces of their statue.

"And the winner of Total... Drama... Return of the Underdogs is..."

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"NOAH!"

Noah looked up and coughed up sand. He saw the statue on the pedestal and cheered. "Yes! I did it! Ha ha!"

Noah's entire troop of supporters ran from the stands and lifted the exhausted schoolwork over their heads as they chanted his name. Chris walked up to the crowd.

"Noah... your hundred grand!" He handed the victor the case of cash and he looked at his reflection in the shiny metallic surface. "I hereby declare you the true Total Drama Underdog!"

"Nice," he grinned.

Sam ran to Dakota's side and helped her to her feet. "You okay, Dakota?"

"Yeah," she gagged. "I'm... fine. Sorry I lost."

"No problem," Sam said, smiling. "You did your best, and there's no way I could've done what you did this season. You were awesome!"

"Aww... thanks," she cooed. They kissed and Dakota's father went up to her.

"Well, there went our chance, but I guess an extra job will help out. Don't be sad, sweetie. You almost made it." He hugged her as she started to cry. But this was a time for celebration. She walked to Noah and shook his hand.

"Thanks for the great game," Noah said. "You deserved it too, but whatcha gonna do, huh?"

"Yeah, you're-" Before she could finish, she was shoved to the ground by Noah's intrusive parents.

"Congrats, son!" Father grabbed the case from Noah's weak hands and embraced. "You did great!"

"Yeah," his mother nodded in agreement.

Noah let out a dog-like growl. "Give me back that case. It's mine!"

"Yeah, right!" Mother scoffed. "You're not touching this cash, or else you'd just spend it on games and books. Wastes of time!"

"But I-"

"No!" Father shouted. "You are a disgrace to our name. This money is ours now!"

"Or are you?" Dawn gasped. "Your aura is dark and oddly green!"

"Yeah... and?" he hissed as his wife repeated the question.

"Question, sir: Who's Dina? You have feelings for her, don't you?" Dawn smiled as she watched Noah's mother gasp in horror.

"You... cheated on me?!"

Noah's father stumbled in place, dropping a grinning Noah. "Honey, I never, well, maybe... sometimes people make mistakes. I don't even know who Dina is for crying out loud!"

"Oh, really? We need to have a talk. Forget the cash! We're talking divorce!" She grabbed her husband by the ear and dragged him off screen screaming. He dropped the case, which Noah picked up and embraced by his chest.

Noah wiped the sweat from his brow and smiled at Dawn. "Thanks. That's a relief."

"No problem," she shook her head. "They deserve it."

Chris slowly clapped. "And congrats to everyone as well, for making this season so amazing. It was a long ride, but we have a winner. Newbies, you were great too. Not bad for a debut season... Well, maybe not for you, Debbie, but for everyone else, yeah."

Jordan snorted arrogantly. "Yeah, just you losers wait until next season. I'll crush all of you like scones in a-" Chris started laughing. "What's so funny?"

The host placed a hand on Jordan's shoulder. "Sorry bro, but you noobs aren't coming back again. Audiences hated you, fyi."

Samantha and Jordan began to sob, but Ethan and Debbie shrugged.

Chris cleared his throat as his phone rang. He pulled it out and listened for a couple seconds. "Ahem... Dakota. I have a phone call for you..." He handed Dakota his cell phone and she put it to her ear. A few moments later, she nearly fainted.

"Uh, is she okay?" Samantha asked in concern.

Dakota braced herself. "It... was... the network! They liked my life story so much that they want to give me my own reality special about my daily life!"

Mr. Milton gasped and hugged Dakota. "Oh, sweetie! That's great! Plus, it should pay off our debt... Well, at least a fraction of it."

Dakota started jumping up and down until she passed out with a smile on her red, sweaty face.

Chris winked. "She'll come around eventually." He turned to the rest of the cast. "And for the rest of you... get ready, because we're having a huge beach party tonight to celebrate!"

Tyler screamed like a madman on crack, as did the others albeit not as crazy.

"Sounds like you're all excited," Chris grinned. "Excellent! Now let's have some fun before heading home, right?"

Cheers filled the cove as the contestants jumped, hollered, kicked, whooped, and waved.

Confessional

Noah: "Back at the start of this crap, I was ready to call it quits, but now that I've actually won... Screw that. I beat out fifteen people, a kraken, and the government. Not too shabby."

Dakota: "Losing sucks, but a reality show about me is even better! I just hope it doesn't get cancelled after one season. Oh wait... It's only one episode? Ugh! Ripoff!"

End Confessional

The sixteen campers, Chris, Chef, Harold, Sam, and Mr. Milton sat around the camp fire telling wild tales of the season. Tyler chugged a whole bottle of root beer in ten seconds. Noah was telling jokes and admiring his prize. Harold was reading from his journal about moths. Debbie was drawing everyone in a group portrait. Samantha and Ethan were smiling and laughing together, but just as friends. Eva and Brick were showing their skills by lifting logs. Anne Maria and Justin were making out and sharing roasted treats. Staci and Dawn were talking about the future. B was creating some new invention out of trash. Katie and Sadie were dancing in the fire light. Jordan was all alone. Just his pale, bald self, water pouring from his red eyes.

Chris clapped and made one last note. "So... has anybody seen Izzy?"

Everyone looked to the people next to them in confusion that soon turned to fear.

Chef fastened his hat and covered his chest. "Oh boy. Here we go again."

Confessional

Izzy: "Thanks for watching, everyone! Bye bye... and time to meet your dooms! Muahhuahuahuahuaha!" *She disappears in a flash of lightning*

End Confessional

Chris popped in front of the camera as the group partied in the background. "And so ends another season! See what we have in store for our campers next time... on a new season of... Total... Drama... Pahkitew Island!" A frisbee came out of nowhere and smacked him in the head. "Ow! Darn kids!"

The Standings

16th: Debbie

15th: Justin

14th: Anne Maria

13th: B

12th: Sadie

11th: Katie

10th: Ethan

9th: Staci

8th: Tyler

7th: Brick

6th: Dawn

5th: Jordan

4th: Eva

3rd: Samantha

1st/2nd: Dakota

1st/2nd: Noah

~A/N~ And that's the "Noah wins" ending that a majority of you wanted. Both endings are official, but my ending will be Dakota's.

It's been a long road of hard work, but the story is finally done for real. There will not be a sequel, but I will write another competition story in the future. However, my next project is something else. You can see it on my profile, and it should be up in a few days to a few weeks. (I lied! It's up now!)

Now, about the finalists... Noah and Dakota weren't always the winners. Back when all I had was the boot order, this was the list: Debbie, Justin, Tyler, Staci, Sadie, Dakota, Katie, Ethan Brick, Anne Maria, B, Samantha, Eva, Dawn, Jordan, and Noah... in that order. As I wrote, the order was changed MASSIVELY and plots were added. Jordan and Noah were going to be friends who were betrayed by each other. Katie was supposed to go insane like Izzy once Sadie was gone. Dakota was supposed to be a monster, but that was scrapped in the planning process. Justanne never hooked up. Tyler never came back and was never injured at all. As you can see, this was a huge departure from my original plan, but it ended up being 100 times better as a story, and to have this much success in my first story is awesome.

Do I regret using my own characters? Not really. If PI was out by May 2014 like it was supposed to, then maybe we could have had those characters instead, but I feel like my characters allowed for more plots and forced me to make them deep, and I think I succeeded for the most part. Debbie was just a mash up of all my least favorite aspects of OCs, Ethan was based on terrible YouTubers but ended up being just a new Cameron, so I'd definitely go back and change his role and characterization if I could. Samantha and Jordan, as two antagonists along with Eva ans Justin, filled their roles perfectly.

I love all of you guys. You've done so much to help me complete this flawed piece of work that I'll hold close to my career as a writer. I can't thank you enough. I hope everyone who read this and stuck through to the end will keep following my work as I post new ideas and progress as the best writer I can be.

And... for the final time... Foreseer out! :)