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. Many sodas were consumed during the making of this story.
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To Everybody - I must say, your enthusiasm is almost overwhelming! \looks through thesaurus some more\ Massive appreciation on my part! And I must say, about these snow sculptures, you guys are too good of guessers. Now it is time to finish this snowy day, and send the sixth camper home!
And now, on with the show!!
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Chapter 20 (Day 06, Part 3) - Walking in my Winter Underwear
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"Now you all know the rules," Chris said to the campers when they were all out in the snow again. "You all are going to build your snow sculptures on wheeled displays, away from everyone else! No helping others, no sabotage. You will cover your sculpture with the thin tarps we provided, and wheel it in front of the cafeteria when you are done."
"You told us this already," Noah shouted, throwing his hands up in indignation. "You even said, 'you all know the rules'! Why are you telling us this again!?"
Chris looked at the camera. "He just doesn't get exposition, does he, folks?
"Oh, what I haven't told you is that the winners of the winning team get a week's supply of ice cream!"
The campers looked at the snow around them, and felt the irony. Chris felt several snowballs hitting him in the face.
"Ow, not cool! Anyway, begin!"
(Confession Cam - Let's get it started out here.)
Trent - "To avoid the possibility that we all make sculptures or busts of those we like and love, we agreed to one bust and one sculpture."
Duncan - "On my team, they let me be the guy who gets to do the bust. Mainly because I threatened to knock their lights out if they didn't let me, hehe."
Ezekiel - "Win or lose, eh, I doo'nt care. I have plans for my snow sculpture after the judging, eh." \He cackles and rubs his hands together.\
Everyone was allowed three hours to create their snow sculpture. Ezekiel had some trouble with his, mainly because the antlers kept falling off the moose.
"Damn it all," he shouted when they fell off a third time. "They have to be that big, eh! That's how big they were on that evil moose that chased me up a tree when I was a kid!"
He stopped shouting, and looked over at the cameraman that was nearby him. "Did I just suddenly turn into Chris and hand out exposition?"
The first one done was Gwen, followed shortly by Eva and Tyler. They all went into the cafeteria as they waited for their teammates or the time limit, whichever came first.
Courtney and Beth were next, and the little farm girl looked exhausted. She plunked down at her table, letting out a huge sigh.
"I never knew how tirethome art could be," she muttered.
"You should try painting," Gwen said, shrugging her slender shoulders. "One minor error and it all goes to hell."
"It's hard staying in those numbers, I know," Tyler joked. The goth girl raised a bemused eyebrow at him
Harold, Katie, Trent, and Duncan came about a half-hour later. Duncan and Harold were discussing about who would win in a fight: Samus Aran or Master Chief. The discussion was cut short by a disapproving glare from Courtney, and so Duncan parted from the brunette nerd to be with his girl.
"Courtney," Harold, after summoning his courage, "could I talk to you about-"
"No," she replied, sharp as a whip.
(Confession Cam - Whips aren't sharp, but you get the idea.)
Harold - "Dang, man. When is she going to be in a good enough mood to talk to? I mean, she spent the majority of this challenge on first base with Duncan. Most of us here which we could at least get up to bat with our..."
\He scratches his head.\ "You know, that always puzzled me about the base metaphor. Who's your partner in that analogy? The pitcher? Your teammate? The base man? Dang confusing American pastime metaphor."
DJ, Bridgette, Heather, and Cody arrived next, an hour before the deadline. Duncan was trying to get back to first base with Courtney (or maybe up to plate, Harold still didn't have a good grip on the metaphor), but the CIT was avid not to make out in front of so many people.
"We're on national TV, princess," he remarked, wiggling his unibrow.
Courtney sighed in disgust. "Look, later, okay?"
"Would that mean I'd have to sneak into the girls' side of the cabin?"
"Don't you dare," Courtney, Katie, Bridgette, and Eva shouted in unison.
Lindsay finally came into the cafeteria, looking zonked and sore. She cuddled up to Tyler, sighing long and happy to be back in his arms. Bridgette couldn't help but stare at them, and when Tyler's eyes met hers, she beamed at him and gave him a thumbs-up.
Noah and Izzy arrived at the same time, talking a great deal about who would win in a fight: Arthas Menethil or Sarah Kerrigan.
"That's everyone except Zeke," Chris told the campers. "Wonder how he's doing."
The prairie boy then opened the door, stiff as a board. With a whimper, he tipped over and fell down on the floor face-first. The campers ran over to his side as Chef stood behind him, shaking his head.
"Zeke, man, what happened?" Tyler shouted.
"A moose chased him while he was heading back," Chef Hatchet said. "I had to scare the moose away from the tree he chased prairie boy up in."
(Confession Cam - You'll rarely find a moose in here.)
Ezekiel - "I... hate... the outdoors!"
Chris clapped as he saw the Winter Wonders, looking at them lined up outside. "Okay, winners! Let's see how you do under my watchful eye! Harold, you first!"
The nerd whipped off his tarp to reveal a large bust of Leshawna. The detail was superb, right down to the sister's mole.
"What a nice dedication to someone you like," Chris said, clapping. "I miss that soul sister, I do; it's too quiet without her. Harold, I am going to pass you!"
The Snow Experts cheered and DJ gave him a high-five. The large football player took the tarp off his creation, which was a large bunny.
"Well done, DJ," Chris cried out, clapping. "That is not..."
The ears fell off the rabbit just then, and DJ gasped in terror. The host grimaced, then sighed. "Sorry dude, it was good, but now it's not gonna pass."
"It's okay," DJ said with a shrug. "The spirit of the bunny lives on."
"Um, sure thing, dude."
Gwen's snow sculpture of the sun confused Chris. It was only until Gwen pointed out the irony of it that the handsome host finally understood and appreciated how humorous the artwork was. With an affirmative pat on the back, the host passed the goth girl.
Trent's snow mobile was well-crafted, and could even support Chris's weight when he tried sitting on it. With a joke about 'snow snow mobile' (which Trent pointed out was the joke of the sculpture), the host gave him a passing mark.
Katie's life-size sculpture of Sadie was exactly what the host thought the tan-skinned girl was going to make; however, the detail was so well that Chris couldn't help but be impressed. She had her best friend down so well, right down to her extra fat and her thin eyebrows. The host applauded for Katie, giving her a passing mark.
Cody's video game controller confused the host a great deal. The brunette geek tried to explain that it was an original design, that it would be for a brand-new console. Not buying it, the host gave him a failing mark. With a heavy sigh, Cody kicked at the snow and cursed the fact that he had not won a single one of these follow-up challenges yet.
Izzy was grinning happily as she stood before the two-story work of art. She grabbed the tarp and whipped it off, revealing a gargantuan, abominable snowman! Some of the campers screamed, while DJ, Katie, and Lindsay fainted (the blond into Tyler's arms). The host burst into laughter, and clapped hard. He gave the redhead a passing mark, and then helped revive the three fainted campers.
"Zeke... bra...," Chris said as he looked at the moose. "What is this?"
The prairie boy tapped his fingers together nervously as he looked at the large snow sculpture. The antlers had been broken short, resulting in a very wimpy-looking deer.
"It... broo'k when I ran from the moose, eh."
"Sorry, dude, but I'm afraid I cannot pass this."
"Fine by me, actually!"
The home schooled boy then pulled his bow out from behind his back, notched an arrow, and shot the snow sculpture he created. Knocked over by the shot, it smashed into several pieces on the ground. Some of the campers, like Bridgette and DJ, gasped in horror.
"Yes! Sweet revenge is mine, eh," Ezekiel cheered, lifting his bow in victory. "All right, I'm good."
"Okay then," Chris shouted. "The winners of the winners are Harold, Trent, Izzy, Gwen, and Katie! Now it is time for Chef Hatchet to judge the losers!"
Duncan was first. He proudly whipped off the tarp to reveal a bust of Chef Hatchet himself. With a sly click of his tongue as he watched the large man approach his hard work.
The cook hissed in air and shouted, "I hate obvious sucking up! Flunk!" He punched the bust of himself in the face, knocking his own block off. He managed to knock himself down on the ground, breaking his head into a snowy mess. Duncan was startled by this, but so amused by Chef smashing his face in that he burst out laughing.
Tyler's sculpture was a large football. Chef snarled and kicked it, breaking the snowy pigskin into several pieces. "Aw, c'mon, Chef," Tyler protested. "I worked hard on that!"
"And it didn't even make it halfway across the field," the cook barked. "Flunk!"
He approached Heather next. The ravenhair didn't look intimidated by this; she actually looked very pleased.
(Confession Cam - Don't kick us over, please.)
Heather - "I was counting on this. If there is one thing I've learned about Chef, it's that he likes being mean. And thus, he would do the meanest thing he could to someone who just spent hours on a project: try to wreck it. It's like Ezekiel said: if I let him bother me, he wins.
\She giggles and wiggles her fingers at the camera.\ "Zeke, I hope you and your friends appreciate how you gave me the idea to win invincibility!"
"It's a diamond," Heather explained to the cook, pointing to the diamond-shaped object on the ground. It had been smoothed down nicely, and about as high up as a chair.
Chef snorted. "Engagement stone from your boyfriend, Zeke?" Several of the campers snickered, but Heather's smirk actually became wider. The cook was visibly frustrated by this, and kicked the snow diamond. All he did was cause a small dent.
"I packed it very hard so that it would be much like a diamond," the ravenhair explained. "Hardest thing on the planet, the diamond."
Chef growled and kicked it again, only making another small dent. "Oh all right, girl," he shouted. "You pass, you get invincibility!"
The large man headed to the next one, Bridgette, when he was struck by snowballs from behind. He turned around, only to be hit in the face with more snowballs.
"Boo! Boo," were the replies from the Winter Wonders, complete with angry cries.
"You gave Heather immunity? Are you daft!?"
"Gosh! Idiot!"
"Communist sympathizer! Jellybean conspirator!"
"What kind of judge are you, eh? Russian?!"
Chef snarled furiously, snapping back to Bridgette's snow sculpture; it was a dolphin in mid-leap. With an angry snort, he shoved the creation over, knocking it down on her.
He refused to acknowledge the cries of surprise and horror as he went to the next snow sculpture. Ezekiel headed over to Bridgette, who was under the crushed remains of a snow dolphin. "Are you alright, eh? I'm so soo'ry, Bridgette!"
After a woozy moan, the blond surfer brushed the snow off her face. "Not your fault. Everyone's a critic, and Chef is a bitter one."
Bridgette didn't know how right she was. Courtney's snow sculpture, a giant first place ribbon, received the same treatment as Bridgette's dolphin. The CIT was lucky enough to leap out of the way before she was hit by her creation.
"What the hell was that for?" she shouted, shaking in fury at the large man.
"I never got a first place ribbon!"
Chef Hatchet approached Lindsay's next: it was a pony. With a long flowing mane, a graceful and sleek body, strong legs and whipping tail, it was a glorious sight to behold. The cook froze up, and whispered, "A... a pony..."
Fury covered his face. "I never got a pony!" He shoved it over too, destroying it like the last two. As he stormed off, Lindsay burst into tears, blubbering and sobbing hard. She grabbed Tyler and cried into his chest as the brunette athlete rubbed her back in comfort.
(Confession Cam - Please, we beg of you. Don't push us over.)
Tyler - "Dang man, what's Chef's problem? He's like a drill sergeant and a football coach combined! On a bad day! When we're losing! And it's raining! And... and... I cannot think of anything more."
Noah stared at Chef while Chef stared at the two figures of snow. "You know what scene this is portraying, Chef?" The two snow people were dressed in togas, one wearing a wreath crown. One of them was stabbing the other in the chest with an icicle.
"Ummmm... oh! Brutal Murder of Deathly Potential 4! I love that movie," Chef cheered, clapping the egghead on the back. "Good work, you pass!"
As he walked on to Eva's project, Noah frowned and looked away. "It was Julius Caesar. E tu, Brute?" he muttered, then sighed.
Eva's snow sculpture was a large fist. The fitness buff thought it would be a sign of power and strength to Chef. It did, but the cook felt the need to challenge the fist and punched it with all his strength.
Knocking it over, the Chef grinned victoriously as the snow fist crumbled on the ground. Eva slapped her forehead as the cook left, dusting off his hands.
Beth was last. She looked quite nervous as she took off the tarp on her project. Most people gasped then giggled.
It was a classic snowman, with a corncob pipe, a button nose, and two eyes made out of coal. A couple puny sticks acted as arms, a scarf was carefully wrapped around his neck, and there was an old, silk cap upon his head.
"That was what exhausted you?" Courtney shouted, throwing her hands up in the air.
"It wath really hard to roll the thnowballs," she whimpered, rubbing her hands.
Chef stared at the snowman, glaring at it with a keen eye. "What's his name?"
"F-F-Frosty?"
With a long "hmmm," Chef kept everyone in suspense for a minute. He shook his fist several times, making Beth shake every time. Then the large cook finally clapped her on the back and shouted, "I like it! It passes!"
The majority of the campers cheered for her as the farm girl let out a cry of joy. Beth hugged Harold and Lindsay as she squealed in joy.
"Very well done, winners of the losers," Chris shouted, clapping proudly. "Noah, Heather, and Beth, you three are immune! So members of the Snow Experts, pick one of the six non-invincible members to vote off tonight!"
Courtney, Duncan, and Heather met behind the Killer Bass cabin. Heather was doing her nails, smiling proudly at her accomplishment.
"Such a shame you two didn't pass," she said as she put away her nail file. "But maybe this way, the votes will be more divided up more, ensuring we get to vote off who we want off."
Duncan shrugged. "The problem is, three votes is not much in a group of nine. That's about one-third, right?"
"No, Duncan," Courtney sighed. "It's one... no, wait, you are right. Huh."
"I may have spent a lot of my life in juvie, but I'm not a complete fool."
Heather raised one of her eyebrows. "Well then, who can we convince? I really want to ensure that blond is gone for good."
"Why don't we go ask some of the people we know aren't friends with her who they are voting for?" Courtney suggested.
"Good idea."
They split up. Heather found Noah reading in the Screaming Gopher cabin, boys' side. "Hello, Noah," she said, as pleasantly as she could.
"Hello, Heather," the egghead replied without looking up. "How is Ezekiel?"
Her eye twitched but she managed to ignore it. "Look, Noah, you're a smart guy. I know you have good taste in-"
"Who do you want me to vote for?"
The ravenhair had to hide her surprise; Noah was faster on his mind than she thought. When she told him the name of the camper she wanted voted off, he looked up at her briefly. "I was already going to vote for her."
"Really? That's nice. Well then, see you at the bonfire ceremony. And congratulations on winning invincibility!"
"Oh, Heather?"
The queen bee was reluctant. "If he makes another comment about Ezekiel," she thought,"I'm not going to be able to hold my tongue."
"Why do you want her voted off? She too smart and talented?"
"Don't make me laugh."
The queen bee walked off with a flip of her hair. Noah shrugged after she departed, then said to himself, "Probably because she's so popular with the guys here."
"The votes, from what I gathered, are going to be divided up enough," Courtney said to Duncan as Chris approached the oil drum. "All we have to do now is let Chris ham it up and say who it was that's been voted off."
"Okay, campers," Chris said to the nine campers sitting on the stump chairs, "we were lucky to get the bonfire going, mostly because the snow stopped. Now eight of you nine campers can toast your marshmallows lightly over the bonfire." The nine campers nodded, some more than others. The eight campers, members of the Winter Wonders, watched intrepidly.
"After reviewing your votes in the confessional cam, it had been decided who walks the Dock of Shame," Chris said, milking it up as always. "And soon you nine, nay all of you, will know who is boarding the Boat of Losers... and is not coming back!
"EV-AAAAAR!"
He then smiled politely as he picked up a few marshmallows and began tossing them. "Noah, Beth, and Heather, you three are safe. Snow problems for you!"
The three caught them and ate them happily. Gwen's furious glare never left Heather, who noticed it and waved back. The goth girl began to shake in fury until Trent put a comforting arm around her.
The six remaining campers all looked confident. Lindsay and Tyler were staring lovingly at each other, assurance in their eyes. Eva had her arms crossed and eyes narrowed. Duncan was leaning back and smirking. Courtney was impatiently drumming her fingers on her knee. Bridgette had her hands tucked in her snow jacket as she watched Chris.
"Now for you six... or should I say, you five," Chris said, grinning wickedly. "The first marshmallow goes to... Tyler!"
The athlete let out a cheer as Lindsay squealed in equal amount of joy. His first attempt to grab the tossed marshmallow was a miss, but he caught it when it bounced off his chest. Grinning at Lindsay, he kissed her cheek and whispered, "See you over there by the winners," before heading over. Ezekiel and DJ high-fived him.
"The next marshmallows go to... Courtney. And Duncan!"
The CIT and the criminal caught their marshmallows before joining the large group of campers. Duncan tossed his into the air and caught it, chewing happily.
"Eva," the host said before tossing the treat to the muscular girl. She couldn't help but smile briefly before scarfing it down and heading to the winners.
"Ladies...," Chris said, looking at the two remaining campers as he tapped the plate, "Lindsay, Bridgette... this is the final marshmallow of this silent night." The two blond girls exchanged horrified looks, Lindsay with her hands up at her mouth and Bridgette huddling in her seat.
Tyler, in the sidelines, gasped in horror as he realized it had come down to those two. Ezekiel began to shake in near-frantic anticipation, Beth was whimpering and crossing fingers on both hands, and Gwen was biting her lower lip.
"The final marshmallow of the night... goes to...
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"Bridgette."
The surfer gal caught her marshmallow with a happy gasp. Her smile of relief vanished when she heard Tyler's tragic cry.
"No no no... why Lindsay?" he cried out, close to tears. "Why'd you vote her off? This... this so isn't right! We just... everything was getting better..."
He collapsed on his knees in the snow, no will left in his body. Tyler couldn't stop the tears from coming, he couldn't bring himself to stand up. Worse than any game he lost, he felt sick.
Lindsay came over, down on her knees as well. "Tyler," she said, putting her hands on his shoulders, "it's not all over yet. I may be leaving soon, but you'll see me soon."
He looked up at her baby blue eyes, his own brown pupils wet with tears. "We... it feels like I lost you... right after we managed to solve everything."
"You big silly," she said, smiling warmly. "You never lost me." She pulled him in for a hug, and he returned it.
"Tyler, I love you lots! You go win more challenges, and kick lots of butt, you hear me?" she said to him. She was packed and standing on the Dock of Shame, ready to leave on the Boat of Losers.
The jock nodded, then took her in his arms and kissed her. And... boy, it was a long one. All the campers who had gathered to say good-bye at the dock exchanged mildly uncomfortable glances as the kiss lasted what was about a minute.
After they finally separated (and Gwen was a little horrified to see a small trail of saliva between them briefly), Lindsay went over at all the campers, avoiding Heather's look.
"TJ, Jerold, Kathy, Coral, Evelyn, Trevor, Obar, Codin-Izzin-a'Foah, Hedwin, Gadget, Reagan, and umm... the guy who's crushing on Gadget or Heather, I cannot remember, sorry! You all take care!"
Ezekiel slapped his forehead as Lindsay turned to her last friend. The farm girl had moist eyes when she hugged the blond beauty, and her taller friend tried her best to comfort her with the return hug.
"Good-bye, Beth," she whispered. "Watch over Tyler for me, make sure that Chadwick, Heather, and Chef Matchbox don't hurt him."
"I promith," Beth said, choked up. "And hey... you got my name right!"
"Did I?" Lindsay giggled, happy despite it all. "I may be getting better at names then!"
She boarded the Boat of Losers and it paddled off. Tyler and Beth stood on the edge, waving good-bye to her. "I love you," the athlete shouted to her, tilting over the edge; it was only because Ezekiel was holding onto his jersey that he didn't fall in the ocean. "Bye!"
When the Boat of Losers was gone, the campers all began to head back to their cabins, eager to get away from the cold ocean and into the warm buildings. Tyler continued to stare where the boat had been for a little while; he wiped the final tears away, then started to head back.
"That's the fifth couple to be broken up, dude," they heard Chris say to Owen.
"But I'm still here... and that only makes four couples, with me, Geoff, Leshawna, and Lindsay."
"There's Sadie. I count that as a couple, since they are practically joined at the hip."
Tyler walked slow and sad. Most of his teammates stayed back with him up until they made it to the cabin, where the jock looked over at the Screaming Gopher cabin, then to Bridgette.
"I guess it felt this bad when Geoff left, huh dudette?" he asked, smiling sadly.
She nodded, trying to return the smile. "It'll hurt a little more before it goes away. But take comfort in the fact that you will see her again, that this isn't permanent or even really that long."
"And she loves that resort, eh," Ezekiel chimed in. "Remember her there last season?"
Tyler couldn't help but chuckle. "Thanks guys. For everything," he said before heading into the boys' side.
Bridgette was about to head in when Ezekiel hissed out a little call. "Bridge, I didn't want to say this in front of him... or anyone else, really," he admitted, looking around nervously, "but don't you see a pattern here?"
"That people who are with someone are getting voted off mostly?" she asked, a little perplexed.
"Yeah. You think someone formed an alliance to ensure no one had a permanent ally or something, eh?"
"That's possible... though...," Bridgette bit her lower lip, then swallowed. "I don't know who would do that, except for Heather; however, she has little influence now. I can't understand why anyone else would want to hurt people likes this."
The two stared off into space for a few seconds, deep in thought
"Oh, Zeke!"
Heather, alone on the Screaming Gopher patio, waved to him. Bridgette scowled, crossing her arms. "What does she want?" she hissed, glaring at the queen bee.
"Come over here, I have something I want to say to you," she called out, smiling in what would have been pleasant but screamed "baited trap" on Heather's face.
"Your choice, hon," the surfer chick said to Ezekiel. "Just be careful, I'm sure I don't have to warn you what a two-faced monster she is."
"I knoo', but there's the old saying of 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer', eh?" he asked, turning to her with a shrug.
"I dunno if I believe that, to be honest," Bridgette admitted, "because I hold my boyfriend closest to me. Go on, though, hon, if you want." Ezekiel shrugged as the surfer gal went into the girls' cabin. As he walked over to the Screaming Gopher cabin, Bridgette helped in throwing Duncan out of the girls' side.
(Confession Cam - Duncan's no stealth agent.)
Bridgette - "Jeepers, when will Duncan learn some boundaries? Though Courtney was no help, she had him hidden under the covers. She's getting almost as randy as him, snuggling and kissing and muttering sappy things. ... Oh God, I miss Geoff."
Cody - "I actually saw Duncan get kicked out of the girls' side, and dude? I feel your pain."
Heather - \She is sitting there in deep thought, tapping her cheek. She lets out a long sigh, stares up at the ceiling, then looks over at the camera.\ "I really hate not knowing exactly what I should do. Everything is supposed to have a plan, and when I don't know what the results of the plan are going to be, then I'm not comfortable."
Izzy - "I am getting highly suspicious of Duncan and Courtney. Ever since day three, all the people that Courtney and Heather want off have been voted off. And always whenever at least one of them as a chance to vote or talk to others. This requires deep investigation...
"Oh, and I also complied some notes on the likelihood of couples and second base:"
Izzy's Second Base Stats
Owen and Me - Yep!
Courtney and Duncan - I'd say yes.
Bridgette and Geoff - Likely.
Gwen and Trent - Less than likely, they're a very modest couple.
Lindsay and Tyler - Not yet, but upon reunion, watch out!
Leshawna and Harold - Not enough data, Harold is a tough cookie to crack.
Ezekiel and Heather - Once they get over the fact that they hate each other, probably in the first couple days.
Ezekiel and someone not Lawful Evil, like Eva or Beth - Three weeks.
Katie and ?? - Muahaha, I'm not saying who yet, you'll have to wait more.
Noah and Cody - Not likely. Darn. But it's still fun to tease Noah.
Heather watched as Duncan was tossed out from the girls' side of the Killer Bass cabin. She couldn't help but smirk as the criminal shrugged and went back to the boys' side.
"My, Duncan is such a horn dog," she said when Ezekiel was in hearing range, watching the punk slam the door. "We should put better locks on the doors."
"What do you want, Heather?" Ezekiel asked, crossing his arms.
The Asian-Canadian looked down at him, drumming her fingers on the patio balcony. Her sniffles were coming back, and she had a light shiver; none of it was fake, she was just really sensitive to the cold.
"Would you come with me, Zeke?" she requested. She smiled keenly, and more warning flags were waving in the prairie boy's mind. Despite those, he nodded and began to follow her.
The shivering girl led him to the edge of the forest behind the cabins. She motioned for him to follow into the trees, then smirked at him.
Ezekiel's heart was pounding, and his mind raced so fast it began to hurt his head.
(Confession Cam - We don't censor here.)
Ezekiel - "When I was heading there, all I could of what she had planned, eh. Let's see... I thought of: taser, mace, numchuck, dagger, ninja throo'ing star, fork, attack dog, bow 'n arrow, chainsaw, bomb, tranquilizer, folding chair, blackmail photos, or worst of all, she caught a cold and was planning on giving it to me!"
The prairie boy leaned against a tree as he watched Heather, who still had her back to him. "Any reason why here, eh?" he asked, watching her closely.
"I actually found out this section of the woods right here as no cameras at all," Heather said, looking around the area as if to demonstrate.
"Doesn't matter much to me, eh," he replied. "Guess it does matter to you."
Though he really was thinking, "Yep, she's going to kill me."
"Zeke, I have a couple things to say to you that I didn't want the viewers at home to see," she said before turning around at last. Her eyes were narrowed as she stormed over to him, putting her face up millimeters from his.
"Let me make this as clear as possible. If you ever, ever do something like you do in the cafeteria today, I will dedicate to making your life as miserable and horrible as I can humanly manage! And I don't mean just on the island, I mean outside of this show! I'll find your little prairie home, and I'll continue to make your life wretched, if you ever do something like that again!"
Ezekiel, with wide eyes, nodded. With a deep breath, he managed to collect himself and stare into those fierce gray eyes of hers. "Okay then. But is that all, eh? I mean, you brought me out to this non-camera area to threaten me?"
"I did say there were two things I wanted to say to you," she said, brushing her hair behind her back. "And now that that's clear..."
She kissed him.
It couldn't have lasted more than a couple seconds, but Ezekiel was much more wide-eyed when it was over. She smirked playfully at him before saying, "That's for the tip of advice, it helped me win invincibility."
With that, she walked off, her strut a little off because of her shivering.
(Confession Cam - WTH?)
Heather - \She is twirling one of her raven strands around her finger.\ "It's so easy to manipulate boys like that. Bat your eyes, smile a little... well, you get the idea. The point is, Ezekiel has had no experience with real girls, so whatever I do, it will really get his repressed hormones going. He has no idea of what I'm truly up to, the simpleton."
Ezekiel - "Yeah, I'm sure I knoo' what she's up to. Tying to get me all confused and torn up inside by kissing me like that, eh. She forgot one thing, though, and that is that she already made it quite clear that she hates my guts. So I know there's no true affection there, and when I get the chance, she'll be voted off in no time, eh."
\He licks his lips and smacks them a couple times.\ "Not a bad kisser, but the taste of her lipstick was a little off-putting, eh. She should really consider going all-natural, like Bridgette."
Lindsay let out a happy squeal when she saw Playa des Losers approaching in the distance. Leshawna was on the dock, waving at her blond friend.
"Hi, Leshawna," she called out. When the boat docked, she leapt out to give her friend a large hug.
"Hey, girlfriend," Leshawna said as she lifted up the girl up for a big ol' bear hug. When she plopped the the blond beauty back down on her feet, her face grew serious. "Lindsay babe, we need to chat."
"About what?"
"About you, me, and the people who are voting us off."
Tyler - Courtney.
Duncan - Lindsay.
Bridgette - Eva.
Heather - Lindsay.
Noah - Lindsay.
Eva - Bridgette.
Courtney - Lindsay.
Beth - Duncan.
Lindsay - Eva.
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Lindsay - 4.
Eva - 2.
Duncan - 1.
Bridgette - 1.
Courtney - 1.
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Voted off List - Owen, Sadie, Geoff, Leshawna, Justin, Lindsay.
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What could Leshawna be talking about? When are you guys going to find out who Katie's crush is? And just how many questions can I possibly leave you guys at the end of the chapter?
In case you are all worried about the strange turn at the end with Heather and Ezekiel, let me make something clear that I'm sure a lot of you are worried about: there will be no cliché "hot girl can get boy to do anything" here. I avoid that cliché like the plague, the Cliché Plague!
That being said, I assure nothing else. Buahaha.
Oh, and I'm just gonna add everyone's victory theme up here, whether they've been voted off or not. All these victory themes come from Super Smash Brothers Brawl (try looking up Victory Themes for Brawl on YouTube, and yes, this is unnecessary shameless plugging, I cannot help myself, \shrugs\):
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Mario Bros. Series - Bridgette.
Donkey Kong Series - Geoff.
Legend of Zelda Series - Courtney.
Kirby Series - Lindsay.
Meta Knight's Victory - Eva.
Samus Aran - Gwen.
Yoshi - Owen.
Star Fox Series - Trent.
Pokémon Series - DJ.
Ice Climber - Katie and Sadie.
Mother / Earthbound - Ezekiel.
Pit - Justin.
Wario - Duncan.
Fire Emblem Series - Harold and Noah.
Capt. Falcon - Leshawna.
Pikmin & Olimar - Beth.
Game & Watch - Izzy.
R.O.B - Cody.
Sonic - Tyler.
Snake - Heather.
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Now with Lindsay gone, there are only two couples left together on Wawanakwa Island. Will more couple-related tragedy occur next time on TDC? You'll have to wait and see! Thanks for everything, my faithful reviewers and readers, you keep this party going!