Disclaimer - The rights of Total Drama Island and its characters belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, and all those associated with the show. No profit is being made by this fanfiction, only sheer unbridled joy that I am allowed free writing. Bless you, First Amendment, haha. And don't try any of these stunts at home, you could get really messed up.
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Chapter 03 (Day 01, Part 3) - The Seven Deadly Performances
"Welcome to Total Drama Comeback's first contest! It's Talent Night 2: Revenge of the Performers!"
Chris announced as the banners of both teams were held high by Chef Hatchet, waved around, then tossed away. The host beamed at the camera, sly and crafty as ever.
"Hand-picked by yours truly, eight campers will be performing tonight! Let's see if they have what it takes to impress Grand Master Chef!"
The handsome host then walked to the background of the stage, and snapped his fingers. Chef threw a lever, and a large screen unrolled in the middle of the back certain. The rope supporting it strained but held as the screen wobbled.
"Here will be the screen for our off-stage performance, Bridgette, and for close-ups of the one humiliating themselves or entertaining the masses! Think it'll be the former or the latter? Make some noise for your participating members, teams!"
He raised his hands, and wild cheers and clapping followed. Sitting in bleachers in front of the stage were the two teams. Actually, the majority of the Killer Bass were not there, only Eva, Duncan, DJ, and Harold. Most of them were behind stage left's curtain, preparing for the contest.
Tyler twirled his yo-yo in his hand, smiling proudly as he made it roll on the floor. Courtney watched him nervously, then looked over at Ezekiel. The prairie boy, still with a bandage over his nose, was holding onto a fake guitar which Courtney was sure was a toy for a video game.
"Why are you using that?" she had asked him. "And how did you even get it?"
"I don't know how to play real guitar," was his reply, "and since I got the song track that doesn't have the words," he paused as Tyler told him what that was called, "the karaoke version, I mean, eh, since I got that, I'll be able to sing the words."
This worried Courtney more. Listening to Ezekiel talk was enough proof to her that this boy could not sing. She had no choice in this, however, and would have to let the prairie boy perform what he wanted to.
"Just please don't do anything that'll tick people off," she reminded him curtly before heading over to the BFFFs.
"Don't let her get to you, man," Tyler advised him. Ezekiel nodded, and watched as both Courtney and Sadie try to prepare a very unprepared Katie. The skinny girl was clinging to Sadie so hard, that Eva was asked to come up and help pry Katie off her, twice.
"I swear, she should make that into a sport," Eva grumbled to Tyler after the second time. "I've seen people clinging to objects for their life who didn't have as solid a grip as she did."
Tyler and Ezekiel didn't want to know how she experienced that.
"Here's how it's going to roll," Chris was saying at center stage. "Like last time, Grand Master Chef, our big, lovable teddy bear of a cook, is going to judge the performances!"
Chris waved his hand up at the screen, and it displayed an empty glass. Nine bars took up the space of the glass, rising to the top. The bars flashed a light brown color, and the very top one looked like bubbles bursting at the top.
"The glass of root beer signifies your performance skill. One being the dregs of the glass, nine being the overflowing joy! Once all nine performances have been done, Grand Master Chef will show us each person's score.
"Now, this is what each contestant has signed up for:
Lindsay - Cheerleading.
Bridgette - Surfing.
Noah - Shakespeare.
Katie - Dancing.
Cody - Keyboard.
Tyler - Yo-yo tricks.
Gwen - Poetry.
Ezekiel - Parody song."
A long pause ensued. Crickets chirped, frogs ate the crickets then ribbit'ed. The crowd and Chris Maclean all were frozen in disbelief of the last one. The host managed to unfreeze his shiny grin and look at a post-it note he had on his palm. "Did I read this right?"
"Well, no matter," he shouted, hiding his hand behind his back. "I'm sure it'll make more sense once we see it. But for now, let us introduce, the hottest chick on the isle and no one can argue that, ... Lindsay!"
The fog machine kicked in, the colored lights went wild, and bouncy music blared, startling a great deal of people and stunning small animals. The blond gal came out, dressed in a tight, red cheerleader outfit. The 'L' that was supposed to stand for Lindsay was obscured by her large chest.
Lindsay immediately began to bounce to the music. She did splits, handstands, and high kicks, chanting a typical cheerleader chant. It was supposed to be an encouragement dance for herself, but when it came to the spelling part, she spelt her own name wrong.
None of this really mattered though, because while Lindsay was jumping and kicking, some big parts of her would not stop bouncing around. Even some of the girls couldn't help but stare at this, as Noah would later put it, a "toobular boobular joy."
"Must not look, must stay faithful," Harold muttered, shielding his eyes and looking down. Cody plugged his nose when he suffered a small nosebleed. Tyler forcefully kept his mouth shut to keep drool from spilling out. Ezekiel muttered something about wanting to go to public high school and never leaving the gym.
(Confession Camera - Where disgruntled campers come to grunt.)
Heather - "That was one of the most shameless...
Courtney - "... perverted..."
Katie & Sadie - "... grotesque..." "... grotesque..."
Eva - "... bimbo bubble-headed fan services I have ever..."
Owen - "... laid my eyes upon that gorgeous..."
Duncan - "... hottest..."
Noah - "... guilty pleasure I have ever saw in my life."
Leshawna - "... and woo-eeee, could that white girl shake it!"
Bridgette - "... like some kind of vapid, shallow..."
Geoff - "... wild party girl that I only see in movies..."
Gwen - "... and you would never, EVER, in a million years see me do something so..."
Tyler - \lets out a long swoon\
Ezekiel - "It's amazing she can stand up straight!"
DJ - "... and the irony is, I don't think she knew the effect she was having on us."
Beth - "Thee looked really good up there, I could never do the thplits."
"How was I, Carl?" Lindsay asked after her performance was over.
Chris came back out from behind the curtain, holding a bloody kleenex to his nose. "Um, we'll let you know after the others are done, k'kay, Lindsay?" "Thank yew," she purred before running off-stage. A very disgusted Heather was there to greet her.
"What the heck was that?" she shouted at Lindsay, throwing her hands up in the air. "I wouldn't even call that dancing!"
Lindsay looked alarmed by this. "But, I thought I did great out there. Did I fall down?"
While Heather tried to figure out how Lindsay could not remember that, Beth ran up to backstage and hugged her blond friend. "You were excellent up there, Lindthay!"
Returning the hug, Lindsay went with Beth back to the bleachers, where her teammates either high-fived her or, in Gwen and Izzy's case, rolled their eyes.
"After that... high-spirited performance, we go live," Chris announced, pointing up at the screen, which crackled and then came clear with live-camera footage, "to Bridgette out at sea, with her boyfriend Geoff taping it all! Do a good job, both of you!"
The camera was indeed pointed out at sea, where Bridgette was sitting down on her surfboard. Geoff called out to her, letting her know that it was time to begin.
The blond surfer stood up on the board and began riding the inside of the next wave. With the incredible zoom-in range of the camera, Geoff could get a very clear shot of Bridgette riding the inside of that wave. Also, what Ezekiel saw that made him blush, was how tight that wet suit was on Bridgette.
(Confession Camera - In a world where camera reigns all.)
Ezekiel - "I'm getting some very impure thoughts here. I think this is why my parents preferred me to stay home for schooling, eh."
Bridgette followed up by doing a few spins in the air, performing a somersault, and, most impressive of all to Ezekiel, standing on her hands on her surfboard.
The audience cheered as Bridgette drifted to shore. The camera was bouncing up and down, which, Ezekiel guessed, was because Geoff was jumping up and down. The theory was proved when the camera bolted towards the surfer chick when she landed on the shore, reached out a hand to help her up, then went behind Bridgette's head as the sound of wet lips followed up.
"Geoff, you're still on," Courtney yelled. "Stop making out with her!"
Duncan doubled over laughing at this. Harold and DJ grinned at each other and high-fived for their friend's success. Even Gwen was giggling.
(Confession Camera - We try.)
Ezekiel - "This is like some really painful reminder that I'm still single."
Cody - \heavy sigh\
"Alrighty then, a rousing success for Bridgette! Far better than last time," Chris said, clapping with the audience. "Next up will be the man with a master plan, for old fashioned entertainment, Noah!"
Noah walked onto the stage, wearing a shirt with billowed sleeves and black pants. He was holding a fake dagger, and held it up when he reached center stage. After a meaningful stare at it, he began.
"To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,"
As Noah continued, many people noticed his condescending tone was completely gone, a new person speaking. He spoke fluently and emotionally, and one had the sense that he not only knew what he was saying but that he understood every word of it.
"And by opposing end them? To die, to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation"
"Man, this is depressing sounding," Duncan muttered.
"Hamlet's contemplating suicide in this scene," Harold informed him.
"Really? So am I."
"Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,"
"Is he speaking English?" Lindsay asked Leshawna.
"Hush, girlfriend."
"But I don't understand what he's saying? Is it American? British? Australian?"
"Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,"
Geoff raised an eyebrow at this, as he and Bridgette were now seated in the Killer Bass bleachers. "Hey, this sounds like what we go through on this island," he said to Bridgette, who giggled.
"New Zealand? Alaska? California? Antarctic?" Lindsay continued to guess as Leshawna desperately tried to shush her.
"The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make"
Cody wiped a tear from his eye. Gwen blew her nose as Trent wrapped his arm around her in comfort. Owen was holding back one of the biggest bawls in his life. Izzy was transfixed on the sleeves, certain that was where the illegal jellybeans were.
"With a bare bodkin? who would these fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn"
Eva quirked an eyebrow at this. "Um, is Hamlet describing someone making out here?"
Duncan's face lit up. "Ooo! Old fashioned hot kissing, I like this more."
"You guys, gosh," Harold hissed at them.
"No traveler returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know naught of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;"
"So we're wimpth for being afraid of dying because no one comes back from it?" Beth whispered to Gwen, who nodded. "Oh good, I thought I wasn't getting it."
"And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought;
And enterprises of great pith and moment,
With this regard, their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action."
Noah concluded by sheathing the fake dagger, then bowing. The audience applauded, some polite and some truly impressed. Owen let loose his cry, and he soaked the collar of his Maple Leaf shirt.
"Beautiful, Noah, just fabulous," Chris exclaimed as he walked back on stage, clapping.
The egghead's smug smirk returned. "That's what I aim for," he said before he walked off-stage.
Chris wiped a tear from his eye. "Next up, for the Killer Bass, it's Katie!"
Katie walked on stage, knees knocking and fingers in her mouth. Her team fervently tried to encourage her by clapping and cheering, but she was still too nervous.
"C'mon, Katie, I know you can do this," Sadie called out to her best friend.
When the music started, Katie was a little late on her cue. When she picked it up, she was shaky and slow for the first part. After the jitters were finally gone, she began to dance with her heart in it, and she wasn't that bad either.
As she jumped, she accidentally bumped the screen with her hand, causing it to swing. The rope holding it up strained more, but luckily held. The swaying motion had a semi-impressive look for her zoomed-in image.
"Well, that was okay, I guess," Chris said after the song was over. He clapped Katie on the shoulder. "Personally, I think it was most impressive that you survived without your twin. Now go to her!"
In a dramatic, music-swelling moment, Katie and Sadie bolted to each other. Arms outstretched, eyes closed, mouths squealing, the two girls met with a painful collision and collapsed on the ground.
(Confession Camera - Sick of it yet? That's mean.)
Eva - \She stares at the camera, trying hard not to laugh. She fails, bursts out laughing, and falls on the outhouse's floor as she continues to crack up.\
"Next is Cody! Give it up for the most popular ladies' man and the hottest internet sensation since America's Paris Hilton!"
Cody was blushing furiously as he brought his keyboard. He suddenly felt like there were high expectations, and the horror of letting down hundreds of fangirls made him shiver.
(Confession Camera - We're back, baby.)
Cody - \staring at a suspicious hole in the side of the outhouse\ "I have to be honest, the thought that I would let down all those fans everyone tells me I had was too much. So when Ezekiel asked me if he could borrow my laptop, I had one favor to ask me."
Ezekiel - "Cody asked that he learn a few moves on the keyboard from Harold. It didn't make much sense to me, eh. Luckily, Harold was wide awake because he was waiting for Duncan to fall asleep."
Cody - "So I just hope Ezekiel and Harold keep their promise that they won't tell my team I got help from them. Though it was a fair exchange, I had a feeling Heather or someone else would use it against me."
Ezekiel - "I was lucky that the express shipping could reach this island by tomorrow morning. It's how I got that guitar, eh, by the way. ."
Eva - \still on the floor laughing, kicking the side of the outhouse until she breaks a hole in it\ "Oops."
Cody slid his finger down the keyboard, then began jamming. The tune he played was a fast-paced melody that sounded like it came from a video game or an action movie. When he finished, he shouted, "For Team Galatic," and slammed his hands on the keyboard for a finale.
This, however, knocked the keyboard off its stand and onto to the ground. He winced, then pretended he meant to do that by putting his foot on it and holding up both hands in the 'hang loose' symbol.
"Oh Cody, you never cease to amuse me," Chris said as he came onstage, clapping.
The Screaming Gophers cheered, Trent and Gwen whistling for their friend.
"Now we're more than halfway done with this talent show," Chris announced as Cody picked up the keyboard and exited to join his team. "So far, I think it's going pretty well, don't you? We now leave it up to Tyler to keep that pace going. So give it up for our favorite jock!"
Tyler, still dressed in jeans and a Hawaiian shirt, walked onstage, yo-yo in hand. He waved at Lindsay, who awkwardly waved back; she stopped when Heather glared at her.
(Confession Camera - Repairing itself now, come back later.)
Lindsay - "I know that Heather is not someone I want to be around, but she has that thing with her eyes that makes you want to run away, ya know? It's terrifying!"
Chris Maclean - "Looking back, I probably shouldn't have jinxed it."
Before Tyler could begin his routine, he heard a terrible noise from above. Looking up, he saw the rope holding up the screen strain and snap, dropping the screen. The bottom metal bar that the screen rolled up in hit Tyler on the head, and the jock went down with a whimper.
Several of the audience members screamed, some gasped. Tyler's yo-yo rolled off the stage, and, as if it was trying to find help, rolled over to Lindsay and knocked against her boot.
"Skyler," she shrieked as she bolted towards the stage. DJ and Ezekiel were pulling the screen off of the jock, as Izzy leapt up and down next to him.
"It's the curse of the Hawaiian shirt," she was shouting, "I knew those things were evil."
"Oh no, Skyler, are you okay?" Lindsay shouted, grabbing his shoulders.
Noah walked back on the stage. "He was hit on the head with a metal beam, I don't think he's peachy."
"I'll do CPR," the blond bombshell said before diving down to Tyler, locking lips with the unconscious jock.
"Blows to the head don't require CPR, Lindsay," Noah remarked. She continued anyway, and the egghead grimaced. "CPR does not involve tongue, Lindsay!"
(Confession Camera - Still broken, still being used.)
Lindsay - "CPR doesn't involve tongue? But that guy in health class told me it did when I had to practice with him." \She thinks about this for a few seconds, then gasps and scowls.\ "He read the manuel wrong!"
"Well, I guess that's all we'll get from Skyler," Chris announced as DJ and Ezekiel helped a dazed Tyler off the stage. "Next up, the final competitor for the Screaming Gophers, Gwen!"
Cody, Leshawna, and Trent let out the loudest cheers as Gwen stood at the front of stage, holding a paper in her hand.
"My poem is called Survival of the Friends," she said and cleared her throat.
"The monster grinned, an evil sight
It made lesser men shrivel in fright
The monsters it called bit and scratched
A friend of mine wound up in surgical wrap
The heartless treatment of the tyrannical man
Made people shake at the sound of his command
They would turn on each other, blamed for defeat
Some would let their comrades die in a heartbeat
Yet in this misery, this time of torture
A lesson can be learned, one which is pure
For though hatred and spite would fill one's mind
We should never forgot how it helped to be kind
A girl from the streets defends the outcast
The alpha nerd dodged bullets in a murderous match
The party animal helped the loner girl to carry on
Loyal girl and sly criminal debated right and wrong
For even when spirits wither and are sent to above
You could never erase the effect that is called love
It helped survivors endure, to test their limit
And await for their arrival over the summit
Geoff and Bridgette, Izzy and Owen
Tyler and Lindsay, Courtney and Duncan
Harold and Leshawna, and Trent and I,
We endured because love and survival...
means never say 'die'"
The crowd was silent for a few seconds, then burst into wild cheers, especially from the couples mentioned in the poem.
"I love you, Gwen," Trent called out to her over the cheering. She blushed and waved back at him.
"That was an awesome poem," Chris exclaimed as he came out. "Not all the rhymes were good, but I liked it. Say, was I the tyrannical man in that poem?"
"Yes," she replied before walking off-stage.
"Cool," Chris grinned as he rubbed his chin. "Tyrannical Man Chris, I actually like the sound of that.
"Anyway, this show is almost over. So far we've had a pretty good show, but we aren't done yet. So let's give our favorite prairie boy a hand as he tries to finish this talent show night with something hopefully painless!"
Ezekiel was a little late coming out, and he glanced over at his team. His golden Z necklace was carefully hung around his neck, glittering in the lights.
Right now though, he was most focused on Tyler, who was being held up by DJ. The homeschooled boy didn't miss the glares from Courtney and Duncan, but Chef was the only critic he was considering.
"Alrighty then, eh," he said aloud, holding up his video game guitar, "I'm gonna be doing a parody song for you all, with some help from Tyler!" Strumming the fake guitar, he began.
Last Camper
Parody of Rockstar by Nickelback
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I'm getting off this ferry
to this ugly island.
With the promise that I
could win a hundred grand.
To be shackled up with
twenty-two other teens.
(Why'd I sign up for this?)
The food here could kill
with so much as a whiff.
And the first challenge is to
leap off a cliff.
I swore, I could see the teeth
on those sharks gleam.
(Almost became dinner there.)
I'm shoving a crate across a mile-long beach
So to Chris Maclean, I gotta beseech
We don't really wanna die
So don't serve us dinner, please.
(I'm sure mine just moved.)
So it's Screaming Gophers verses Killer Bass
Both praying this day won't be our last.
The Boat of Losers is the
last place you wanna be.
(And you can't come back, ever.)
I won't be the one walking the Dock of Shame
Rather go down with glory with a burst of flame
CHORUS
'Cause we all just wanna be the last camper
Might be bossed around by queen bee Heather
The girl called Courtney was a C.I.T.
And the R.C.M.P. is after crazy Izzy
And we'll party on with our man Geoff
Try to comfort Sadie when Katie left.
And Trent's giving Gwen
that longful stare
Lindsay desperately tries
to make up her hair.
Hey eh, I'll be the last camper
Hey eh, I'll be the last camper
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So I confess my feelings to the Confessional Can
hoping that marshmallow is thrown into my hand.
I did my best and I
hope my team realizes that
(Cuz I can't come back, ever.)
Try to cook a meal during a food fight
Try to stay up late for four straight nights
Explosions and bears and
I still can keep on my hat.
(Never leave home without it.)
I won't be the one walking the Dock of Shame
Winning's the one and only reason that I came.
CHORUS
'Cause we all just wanna be the last camper.
I won't let a body-cast be a damper.
'Nother sick challenge, 'nother marshmallow
Unless Owen ate 'em all, which feels hollow.
And we'll go surfing with Bridgette
I tried to swim until the leeches bit
Justin takes off his shirt
and I can't help but stare.
Who'll throw up first
during the Triple Dog Dare?
And while Chef howls away at the moon
The final marshmallow will be received soon.
Noah rolls his eyes while he reads his book.
Duncan scares his team silly with a hook.
Hey eh, I'll be the last camper
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The number of campers is dropping like a stone
Won't be long until I will be all alone.
I'll miss my friends who did their very best.
But in the end, I'll be the only one left.
CHORUS
We all wanna be the last camper.
Got a cliff or a pit, I'll be the first jumper
You haven't seen tough 'till you seen Eva.
Before he left, Harold kissed Leshawna!
Did you know a serial killer's loose?
DJ's freaking out though it's all a ruse.
The dodge ball players
are mashed against the wall.
With Tyler's whirlwind
and Cody's static ball.
You see, Beth brought about a curse of doom
And Ezekiel learned not to speak too soon.
Actions and words can bring your demise.
It'll provoke a lot of angry e-mail replies.
Hey eh, I'll be the last camper
Hey eh, I'll be the last camper!
The crowd was silent for an unsettling period of time. Ezekiel bit his lower lip, then realized it was no good. He hung his head in defeat and began to walk off the stage.
Both the Killer Bass and the Screaming Gophers burst out in wild cheering and clapping, startling the prairie boy so much that he jumped a couple feet in the air. When he realized they were cheering, he leapt into the air again and cheered.
"Yeah, that's how we prairie people rock, eh," he shouted. He looked over to Tyler, who was, though still dazed, cheering away.
"Awesome rockin', Zeke man," Chris cheered as he came back on-stage, clapping for the prairie boy. "That was a great, final performance!
"Now, let's get the eight performers on-stage!"
After a couple minutes of scurrying around, the eight campers were lined up, most of them standing. The interns used a cable to hang the screen back up, and soon enough, the image of the nine-bar root beer glass appeared.
"Now," Chris declared, looking at the two teams in the bleachers, "let's see how well your teammates did! "First off for the Screaming Gophers, Lindsay!"
The root beer glass filled up to eight bars. Lindsay squealed in joy, jumping up and down in excitement. Her team, despite some of their inner resentments, cheered at the high score.
"Now for the first Killer Bass, Bridgette!"
Seven bars filled up for the blond surfer. She clutched her surfboard and sighed heavily; it was a great score, but she had been beaten by Lindsay.
"Second for the Screaming Gophers, Noah!"
Seven bars flashed again, and he looked less than thrilled with this.
Noah exchanged looks with Bridgette, and they both shared a moment of silent, indignant rage of how typical it was that their talents had been beaten by the "bounce-fest" that was Lindsay's performance.
"Second for the Killer Bass, Katie!" Only four bars filled up. The tan-skinned girl sighed and hung her head, but perked up when she heard Sadie calling out how cool she was regardless.
"Third for the Screaming Gophers, Cody!"
Five bars flashed. Cody sighed and shook his head, ashamed of getting the lowest score on his team. Most of his team applauded in the hopes that he would feel better, but he wasn't looking up.
"Third for the Killer Bass, Skyler!" A single bar lit up for Tyler, who was being held up by Ezekiel. The jock moaned as he realized his score, and the prairie boy pat his shoulder in comfort.
"It's okay, Skyler," Lindsay said to him across the stage, though poor Tyler didn't hear her.
"Fourth for the Screaming Gophers, Gwen!"
Eight bars flashed for the goth girl's poem. She shrugged, but ended up smiling when she saw Trent applauding and grinning at her.
(Confession Camera - New upgrade: cool air on your feet.)
Gwen - smiling "I guess Chef loves poetry more than I thought."
"And for Ezekiel's parody of a rock 'n roll song...," Chris started, letting everyone hang there. Ezekiel was gripping Tyler and his guitar awfully hard, his pulse was racing, and he was about to puncture his lower lip with his teeth.
The entire glass filled up and the foam-shaped light at the top of the gasp 'fizzled' with blinking lights. All nine bars blinked and chimed out the victory for the Killer Bass.
"Yes," Tyler shouted, his dazed state gone in a flash, "you did it, Zeke! You did it!"
He holstered Ezekiel, who was still in shock, up on his shoulder and let out a loud cheer. The Killer Bass were up on their feet, cheering and whooping and leaping in the air.
"Way to go, prairie boy," shouted Geoff, waving his hat around.
"You were amazing, man," called out DJ.
"Not bad," said Eva, not smiling but clapping loudly, "not bad at all." As the Killer Bass cheered on, the Screaming Gophers slumped. They had the lead for some time, but it slipped through at the last performance, just like last time. The only one not upset was Gwen.
"Girlfriend, you look alright for someone who lost at the last second," Leshawna said to her when the performers left the stage. "Somethin' going on under that black-and-green hair, hon?"
"Well, though we lost," Gwen started, then grinned wickedly, "we have to vote someone off now. And I think we all know who we won't put up with this time!"
The two friends looked over at Heather, smirking. The queen bee glared back at them, then turned her nose up.
"That's not exactly true."
Chris, in the middle of the stage, grinned at them all. As Tyler let Ezekiel down among the Killer Bass, he called out, "Didn't we win?" "Yes, you did. But, you think I was gonna allow you all to just vote off someone after the first challenge? Heck no! There are too many grudges and hatreds and couples making out! So... we have a follow-up challenge!"
"Ain't no way that gonna change our minds," Leshawna shouted, pointing at Heather. "It don't matter if she wins us the grand prize, her butt's off this island after this follow-up."
Chris laughed. "I love it when you guys give me the material for my next statement. Because, Leshawna, this next challenge is all for one, and one for all!
"The winners of the winning team, the Killer Bass, will be rewarded for dinner tonight their choice from their favorite restaurant! From fast food to five-star, we will provide!"
The Killer Bass cheered a whole lot except for Ezekiel, who looked a little perplexed. Bridgette noticed first and asked what was wrong.
"I don't know any restaurants," he admitted.
"So 'kay, dude," Geoff said, slinging an arm around the homeschooled boy, "if you win, I'll help you pick one out!"
"As for the losing team, the Killer Bass," Chris continued, his smirk growing quite wicked, "any of you that complete this challenge will gain invincibility tonight!" Gwen muttered something foul under her breath but Leshawna chuckled. "Knowing Chris, it'll be something Heather wouldn't dare break a nail over," the tough gal said to Gwen, who lightened up over this.
"Don't bet on it," Heather snapped at them, having overheard Leshawna's remark. "I am not going to lose this contest the first day. I will win this!"
"Chrith?" Beth spoke up, waving her hand in the air as per usual. "What happens if we all get invincibility?"
"A great question! You get another cookie," Chris tossed the sweet treat over to Beth, who once again broke off half for Owen. "To answer, then it's a switch-eroo! If you all win, then anyone get voted off tonight!" "Would I be correct in assuming then," Noah asked, without raising his hand, "that if only one person doesn't complete it, they will be sent to the Dock of Shame without a vote?"
"Correct, Mr. Noah! But I'm out of cookies."
"Fine by me if you don't toss your cookies at me."
"So what's the challenge going to be, Chris?" Bridgette asked.
Continued on in Part 4, birdie on three.
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What is the challenge going to be? Who's going to succeed, who's going to fail? And who of the eleven Screaming Gophers will be voted off? Find out by reading the final part of Day 01 on Total Drama Comeback!
Inspiration for Cody's Tune from Team Galatic's Theme from 'Super Smash Brothers Brawl'.
Inspiration for Ezekiel's Song Total Drama Island Rockstar (So Sorry), on YouTube.