Total Drama Comeback Chapter 45: Day 17, Part 1: Rockin' Rock Stars Rock!, a total drama series fanfic

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Replies to Questions and Comments:

To Everybody - Whoa, Gwen being voted off was the most polar I've ever seen you all. Better be prepared for more reactions like that. Remember people, that three more of these contestants are going to lose, so don't get too mad!

Also, I've decided to change my poll to something more personal: Which two campers do you want to win Total Drama Comeback? The losers will be taken out of the poll once the next chapter, the one after the one where they get voted off, is uploaded; I'm sorry if this removes your vote, and I'm not sure if you can re-vote. But go vote, I'm anxious to see who's the highest, even though it won't influence who wins this!

And now, without further stalling, on with the show!!

(narrated by Chris Maclean)

Welcome to Total Drama Comeback...

Our challengers were taken against their will, and put into cells! Inspired by the Cut film series, which are a horror / thriller / torture series popular with people who like seeing people get hurt (like me), we decided to put our campers through that torture! And boy was it torturous! They had to eat jellybeans and hot dogs, they had to reprogram clocks and... drink sodas...

You know, maybe it doesn't sound so terrible when you say it, but they suffered! Especially Ezekiel, who was kidnapped by a real serial torturer and murderer! Man, I should consider hiring security when I have these horror-themed challenges!

Luckily, Izzy was on the scene, and she beat the crap out of that murderer! The police arrested him, Zeke was saved, and everyone was happy. Even Gwen was, though she was walking the Dock of Shame that night on a technicality; what's that goth girl's beef anyway?

Now we're down to six campers! The tension is high, and though they get along, they cannot deny that one more camper will be eliminated tonight! Who's it going to be?

We'll find out tonight, when the world hears our music! Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to jam?! Are you ready to hear some classic songs, some of your favorites, be butchered by six tone-deaf kids? Then get your lighters out, flex your necks, and get ready to be a hero of the guitar on TOTAL... DRAMA... COMEBACK, BABY!! WOO!

(cue the theme song, and we're good to go!)

Chapter 45 (Day 17, Part 1) - Wawanakwa Rhapsody

The six campers sat in the cafeteria, trying to eat their breakfast. None of them were that energetic, since they hadn't slept well. Ever since the horror-themed challenge, they had been suffering nightmares and lack of sleep.

And there was the fact that Chris played a horror-theme track every night, complete with sounds of leaves rustling, metallic scratches, human whimpers, and inhuman growling. Izzy managed to steal it and break it into pieces last night.

Chris surveyed the six teens, doing a few fact checks. He kept note of these, because he loved to add them to Wikipedia, changing it every episode; he also liked to put lies on it, and had said about three times that Ezekiel had been voted off before a new episode had been released.

"Three girls, three boys. Three Killer Bass, three Screaming Gophers," he said to himself, loud enough for everyone to hear. "One blond, four brunettes, and a redhead."

"Damn straight," Izzy said, grinning.

"Though Bridgette is the only Cool Kids Club member left from our second challenge," Chris mused, rubbing his chin. "Will that be an unspoken rivalry, a hidden resentment?"

"No," the other five of the former team Freaks 'n Geeks replied in unison.

The handsome host shrugged, then grinned. "You six deserve some congratulations, don't you know? You've all endured way longer than you did last season, and you're coming up to the Final Three, the final challenge of Total Drama Comeback!

"If you all want to do some major bragging, please do so," Chris said, clapping his hands as he laughed. "I know I would!"

(Confession Cam - We made it to the Final Six too!)

Harold - "Yes! Who's the man, huh? I endured some of the most awful challenges ever, I conquered another gummi slug crippling incident, and I'm still in this game! And the best part of it all is, I'm with five really cool people! I'd love to win, but I'd love to see them win too! Let's roll, dudes!"

Cody - "I think it was a combination of sheer luck, gradual acceptance, and some skill that got me up here. And now that I'm here, I'm loving it. True, I don't have a girlfriend, but there's always a chance. Beth and I are getting along swimmingly, and you never know..." \He smiles and looks up at the ceiling.\ "But a guy can hope."

Bridgette - "I think part of Gwen stayed here with me, because I'm sick of this place. How much more of being hurt and humiliated by Chris can I take? Though my fellow campers are wonderful, and I love them. Speaking of love, Geoff! I miss you so much, and I wish you were here; even though, for some reason, I feel like you being here might distract me too much."

Beth - "I am stoked! I made it this far! Mom, dad, you were right! If I tried my best, I would do exceptionally well! Maybe I'm a lot better at this kind of stuff than I thought, or maybe it's because Heather's not here. Either way, I'm so happy! Eeeeee!"

Ezekiel - "Ever since I got here, I've been...," \he starts counting on his fingers\ "punched in the nose, kicked in the groin a couple times, attacked by a great deal of carnivores, splashed with ice water on a snoo' day, hit by a mud slide, shot in the butt with an arrow, received a serious concussion, and I was nearly tortured to death by a serial killer! So... why do I have the urge to say I've had a great time, eh?"

Izzy - "I'm so going to win this! And I cannot wait to see who wins with me! These people are so worthy of winning too! I'm worthy too! I mean, not only have I endured three close-shaves in the marshmallow ceremonies, but I took down a murderer / torturer / jellybean smuggler! I'm a wild and crazy gal!"

Chris Maclean was grinning still as the campers continued to eat. "Well, tonight, we will have a rockin' contest, literally! We are going to make Wawanakwa shake! Who here likes to play Guitar Savior?"

Cody and Harold exchanged glances. "Um, Chris?" the tech-geek spoke up. "Don't you mean Guitar He-"

"No no shush shush," the handsome host shouted, waving his hands frantically. "We couldn't get the rights! Well, I assume you've all heard of it. And you've probably heard of the musical game 'N Roll Band!"

Harold slammed his head on the table. "Dude," he muttered, "are we getting some cheap knockoff of the games?"

"But I've never played those games," Bridgette admitted, Beth nodding right next to her.

"It doesn't matter, for tonight, when we rock and roll," Chris said, giving the 'hang loose' sign, "we are gonna rock all night!

"It's time for the Terrific Wawanakwa Outstanding Battle Of Our Bands Show challenge!"

The campers looked excited, exchanging pleased glances. Harold looked most excited, then he blanched. "Wait, as an anagram, that spells out... that's dirty!"

"Moving along," Chris interrupted, "it's time to show you all our new stage that you'll be performing on tonight!"

The stage was huge, and the decorations and instruments were divided into three parts. Chef Hatchet stood in the center, holding a plastic guitar. There were drums, keyboards, more guitars, and a few microphones, but all of them looked like they were styled differently than normal.

"This is our Battle Of Our Bands stage," Chris Maclean explained to them. "Tonight, you will be using our very special instruments."

Chef Hatchet strummed on the fake guitar, then he lifted it up over his head and smashed it to pieces on the stage. "Sorry," he apologized, "I always wanted to do that."

"I wanna do that," Izzy squealed in delight.

"What do you mean by 'special instruments'?" Beth asked.

"Well, you see, there's no way that we could get you six to be good enough at the guitar, keyboard, and the drums. And heck, I know some of you cannot sing!"

"I can sing," Beth declared. She began to sing one of her favorite songs, and she was sadly and horribly off-key. Izzy started to howl, and the farm girl stopped to glare at her.

"Nice try, Beth," Chris said, chuckling. "But you're not going to be left out. Because you see, the four instruments (guitar, keyboard, drums, and microphone) have been styled to make you sound like a total professional, so long as playing or singing along close enough to the tune!"

"That's really cool," Cody said, clapping.

"Wow, how could someone do something like that?" Bridgette asked. "It'd take a really skilled inventor to make an instrument that makes any kind of playing sound good."

"Why, thank you, dear Bridgette."

The six turned around to see Joel there, holding one of the plastic guitars. "It took some time, and I kept getting interrupted by those stupid commercials, but I managed to perfect them. See here?"

He started flipping the strummer, and a perfect tune of a theme song came out as his other hand fiddled with the notes. "Now it's not going to make you perfect, you still have to be strumming and doing notes that are something like the song involved. Think of it as if you had the timing for the games put so high, you could strum a mile off and still make it."

"Neat, eh," Ezekiel said.

Harold, on the other hand, looked crestfallen. "Dude, that makes it sound too easy."

"As a fellow Guitar...," Joel stopped, glanced at Chris and rolled his eyes, "Savior fan, I have to say, it does sound too easy, Harold. However, there are two factors you have to keep into play here.

"One is that you don't have a TV screen in front of you, so you have no guide to the songs. Two, you're going to be performing in front of a very large crowd tonight, including your former campers!"

The six campers gasped. "A large audience?" Beth shouted.

"Our former campers?" Bridgette exclaimed.

"Tonight?!" Ezekiel cried out. "Oh man... I doo'nt think I'm ready... I've never performed live before, eh! I've never bin on stage before either!"

"Exactly," Joel said. "There's where the tension comes from."

Chris was nodding with what Joel was saying. "What our inventor here says is true. You have until tonight to practice your songs, know your instruments, and also, you're going to be dressing up tonight!"

Izzy, Cody, and Harold cheered loudly. "I'm gonna look like a real rock star," Harold declared. "Awesome!"

"Ladies, watch out," Cody shouted, "I'm gonna be the steamiest rock star ever!" Beth giggled, and the tech-geek couldn't help but flush at the attention.

"Izzy's gonna look like one of those rock video skanks, woohoo," the redhead cheered. Bridgette balked, and looked over at Chris as if to ask, "Do I have to too?"

"Wait, what are we playing?" Ezekiel asked.

Chris rubbed his chin. "We do need to agree to a common theme. Any ideas, Zeke?"

The prairie boy scratched his head. He pulled Tyler's iPod from his pocket, and started to shuffle through the songs.

"I vote for death metal," Izzy shouted. While Harold and Cody cheered with her, Bridgette paled a little.

"Wait guys, wait," she pleaded. "I really am not into that kind of music."

"Well, what do you like, surfer girl?" Cody asked.

"... Oldies?"

Izzy fell down laughing. Harold raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I have no problem with that," he admitted. "But I'm more of a today's music kind of girl," Beth admitted.

"I wanted to stay as true to Guitar Savior and 'N Roll Band as possible, though," Cody protested. "I'm not saying that bands like the Beatles and ABBA are bad, but they're not going to be as good for this as, say, Guns 'n Roses and Led Zeppelin."

"Zeppelin?!" Bridgette repeated, clearly upset. "No way!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, Bridge," Cody shouted, waving his hands at her. "Let's not go saying things that'll we'll regret!"

Bridgette shook her head, frowning.

(Confession Cam - If you listen to death metal, do you die?)

Bridgette - \frowning and crossing her arms\ "I knew a guy who listened to nothing but Led Zeppelin. He tried to convince my classmates that he got to second base with me and brought a bra to school that day as 'proof'.

"Yes, I know that's a little petty to dislike Led Zeppelin, but I'm sorry, that's all I think of when I hear them."

"I'm not doing Led Zeppelin," the surfer replied. "No, no way."

"We're not sticking to oldies," Izzy shot back.

"I want to stay close to Guitar Savior," Harold requested.

Ezekiel snapped his fingers and shouted, "Hey, I got a brilliant idea!"

When the others looked at him, he showed them what he was listening to on Tyler's iPod. "Why doo'nt we do what I did during the first challenge, eh?"

" 'Weird Al' Yankovic?" Beth read the name on the screen. "Who's he?"

"He does funny songs, namely parodies."

"Ooo, parodies," Cody shouted, a big smile on his face. "That sounds perfect! I love it!"

"That means we can do any music we want, and we can parody it," Harold concluded, snapping his fingers. "That's perfect."

"It's," Chris cut in, "still not a theme."

"It is if we base all the songs off of TDI, our fellow campers, and TDC," Beth said.

The handsome host blinked, then smiled. "You know what? I like that! We'll call it...

"The Terrific Wawanakwa Outstanding Battle Of Our Bands Show Based On Invented New Golden Oldies challenge!"

Harold's jaw dropped. "That's dirty!"

"That's too long," Izzy complained. "How about... Guitar Saviors: The Ballard of Joel?"

Joel's eyes widened. "What? You'll name the concert after me?"

"You did invent these machines," Cody said. "And I'm loving the sound of this challenge so much!"

The six campers nodded, and Joel teared up. He pulled a oil-stained handkerchief from his pocket, blew his nose, and put it back in. A black stain was left on the inventor's nose. "Thank you so much!"

"Now campers, you'll need to practice your songs and the instruments," Chris informed them. "After that, we'll get you all looking like real rock stars! But before all that, we need to pick the teams!"

"I thought it was going to be a free-for-all until the end of the show," Beth asked.

"Well, we were aiming for that, but this challenge was too good to pass up, and we needed teams for it," Chris admitted. "You cannot have a battle of the bands with one-man singers."

"So what are the teams, eh?" Ezekiel asked.

"It's going to be three teams of two. You can organize who is guitar and lead singer, and who is either keyboard or drums in the back."

"Izzy wants to be with Ezekiel," the crazy girl shouted. She glomped Ezekiel, holding him around the waist. "We can called the Brainteaser Bashers, or the Torturer Torturers, or the-"

"Um, Izzy?" Chris said. "I already picked one member for each team. You, Ezekiel, and Cody in your own bands."

"Awwww, why?" Izzy and Harold complained at the same time.

"Ezekiel being able to do a rock song to win our first challenge makes him dangerous enough on his own. Izzy's wild and crazy enough to be a rock star. And Cody is the tech-geek, he's probably played all these games and aced them."

"Yeah, I have," Cody said, waving his hand modestly. "But you know, I'm just really good at playing the songs I love."

"Rats," Izzy said. Harold sighed, then shrugged.

"So, you three have to pick one teammate among Bridgette, Harold, and Beth," Chris said. "Any one have preference?"

(Confession Cam - Pick me! Oh oh! Pick me!)

Beth - "I was pretty sure none of them would want me. I mean, who do want as a rock star band member: the really attractive Bridgette, the highly skilled Harold, or me?" \She sighs.\

Cody waved his hand in the air, and nodded vigorously. "Yes, I do! I'd like to have Beth as my teammate!"

Beth gasped, then she smiled; her teeth sparkled. "R-Really, Cody?"

"Wouldn't say it if I didn't! C'mon, we'll rock this challenge!"

She hugged him, grinning happily. "Alright then! How about we call ourselves... Against the Odds! Because no one thought we'd make it this far!"

"I like it," Cody said, and he high-fived her. "Beth, we are going to rock!"

Ezekiel looked over at Bridgette, and nervously scratched his toque. "Hey, Bridge? You wanna, um, be my partner?"

"I'd love to," she said, smiling at him. "Any idea what you want to name the team?"

"Something to do with nature seems fitting, since you're the environmentalist and I'm from the prairie, eh."

"Then how about... Nature's Wild Children?" Ezekiel grinned. "Depends on how wild you can be, Bridgette."

"Oh, I can try," she said, flipping her ponytail behind her with a smug grin.

"That leaves you and me, Harold my boy," Izzy shouted, heading over to the lanky nerd. "And you know what that means?"

"That means we're going to be the baddest and most skilled of all the bands," Harold said, grinning at her.

"Yeah, let's call us, Pheer Our Leet Skillz!"

With roars of enthusiasm, the two head butted each other. A few seconds later, they winced in terrible pain and rubbed the sore spots.

(Confession Cam - That had to hurt!)

Izzy - "Fear the leet skills of Pheer Our Leet Skillz!"

Cody - "Against the odds, Against the Odds will win!"

Ezekiel - "Nature's Wild Children will be... um, her wild children! Yeah, I kind of blew that one, eh."

Cody and Beth began to test out the machines. "These things are so cool, but how do they play the songs we want?" Beth asked her friend.

"I think Joel had it that you install the song into the main computer system that these things are plugged into," Cody explained. "Some, like the guitars, get their info from wireless ports, so we're free to swing them around."

Beth blinked, then smiled. "Um, okay, Code-miester!"

"You understood what that meant?"

"No, but I know you love it, so I'll let you enjoy it," she said with a giggle. "You do like this techno-stuff, don't you?"

"Live for it. Makes me a real geek."

"I don't think you're a geek, Cody. You just love technology, and that's really cool."

She smiled with all sincerity, and he felt his face flush. Looking away with a shy smile, he chuckled nervously. "Um, thanks."

Nearby them, Izzy was watching with a keen eye. "Think they'll hit it off?" she asked Harold.

"I don't see why not," Harold said as he looked through the song list on the computer.

"What if she's falling for my evil ex?"

"I dunno. Oh hey Izzy, did you really date Justin?"

"Well, I'm sure he has his own definition of 'date,' but my definition is what all other sane people consider it, and we went out on my definition."

"Okay then," Harold said. Like ninety-nine percent of people reading this right now, Harold was sure that Izzy's grasp on normal wasn't what others considered it, but he wasn't about to put down his teammate.

"Dang man, I cannot find any of my favorite bands in this search! Is there a search engine or something?"

"Right there, dude," said Joel, tapping the top-right side of the screen with the back of his fingernail. "You have to pan over it for it to appear."

"Oh cool, thanks Joel."

"No problem. Chris said I'm going to be 'roadie' for this challenge," the inventor said, rolling his eyes. "Just being dragged around to help with equipment, what kind of life is that? It's like being a groupie, but having to work."

"Aren't roadies and groupies the same thing?"

"Not really. Groupies are there more so to hang out with the band."

"And boinking," Izzy interjected, trying to be helpful.

"Yeah," Joel said, then he added, "Wait, what?"

Ezekiel was scanning through Tyler's iPod for more song ideas. "I actually am moo'r of a classical music person, so finding rock music for this may take a while," he admitted to Bridgette, who was practicing the keyboard.

"Really? I never figured you to be that type of person."

"Helps with studying, eh."

"Ah, now it makes sense," she commented. As she continued to practice on the keyboard, she said, "This really does play as if I'm a professional! Joel could make a ton of money off these things."

"Probably, but I think real musicians would stick to real instruments, eh." She nodded, then asked, "Any idea what you want to play?"

"I have a few ideas, and there's a lot of stuff by this Led Zeppelin band I heard Cody talk a'boot."

Bridgette scowled. "No Led Zeppelin, Zeke."

"Aww. I was hoping I could stand on the stage, and shoo't, 'Hey everyone, I'm gonna be playing some Led Zeke'lin'!"

The surfer girl let out a small chuckle, but shook her head. "I just would prefer not to play it, but if you want that to be your stage name... that's okay, I guess..."

She subconsciously crossed her arms over her breasts, grumbling under her breath. Ezekiel didn't understand this, but he figured if she wanted to tell him eventually, she would.

(Confession Cam - Rock on, dudes!)

Bridgette - "It's not something I like recalling. Even though my friends and I were able prove that guy was a liar, guys were staring at my chest for the longest time after that. That was unnerving and degrading."

Harold - "Even though we're down to the Final Six, and tensions are high, I think this'll be one awesome contest! If I don't win, I can still respect the rocking skills of the winners!"

Beth - "Cody let me listen to some rock songs while we were doing selections. Are all rock stars bitter, or something? I don't want to be a rock star if I have to be bitter."

(The night of Guitar Saviors: The Ballard of Joel)

A huge crowd of contest winners (Chris's lawyers, like for the strikers game, were unable to foil the dreaded fine print again) was gathered in the clearing in front of the stage. They were anxious for the contest to start.

At the very front of the stage were the sixteen losers of Total Drama Comeback, most anxious of all the crowd members there; however, some were a little bitter.

"Man, I should be up there," grumbled Duncan. "This is what I've always wanted to do."

"Well, since you're already dressed like a rock star, I'm not surprised," Courtney said, playfully poking Duncan's nose. "But you can be the rowdy fan who screams louder than the band."

"No way, that's me," Owen shouted, jumping up and down. "Go Izzy, go Izzy, play Three Birds! PLAY THREE BIRDS!"

Trent smacked his forehead. "Owen... that's not the name of the song."

Gwen stood next to him, chuckling. "You know, if any of us should be up there, it should be you, Trent."

"I'm not a rock star, per say," he admitted. "My kind of guitar isn't the kind that gets raving fans."

"You do have one," the goth girl said, wrapping her arm around his waist and jerking him over to her.

Leshawna elbowed Heather. "Hey, drama queen," she said, "anxious to see your man up there?"

"He's not my man," the queen bee replied, glaring at Leshawna. "But your man seems suited for this kind of wild and crazy nerdiness."

Leshawna narrowed her eyes at Heather. "I cannot understand why Ezekiel likes you."

Tyler and Justin were comparing posters. Justin had drawn Beth, and Tyler had drawn Ezekiel; the only difference was that Justin looked like a real artist, and Tyler looked like a grade school scribble. The jock was glaring at the model furiously.

"Do you have to one-up me at everything?" he shouted.

"I wasn't even aware you were making one at the time, dude."

"Mine's still cool," Tyler replied, holding it up. A very anxious and very moral fan from behind snatched it, and the jock never saw it again.

Sighing miserably, he collapsed on the grass. "That's a really bad sign, you know?"

"Now you admit it?"

"Hey, shut up! I meant how I lost Ezekiel's poster! I don't want to jinx my friend."

"Don't believe in superstitions like that then. Zeke's got a lot of skill, he'll do fine. But Beth can a great job too."

"You two may think that," Geoff declared, jumping in, "but Bridgette's gonna be the rockin' party star!"

"I still think Cody's going to do the best," Noah, who had Katie (and Sadie, of course), nearby him, said to them. "Guy's a tech-geek, he should know how to... rock this party."

"Dude," Geoff said, thumping Noah on the back, "you need to work on your party spirit!"

"No thanks. You can have the spirit, yes you do."

"I've got spirit, how about you?" Geoff grabbed Noah's wrist and held it up. "Say we've got the POWAH!"

"... Power."

"Say we got the DRI-YI-YI-IVE!"

"... Drive."

The lights went off on the stage, catching everyone's attention. Sparklers went off, colored lights flashed, and then Chris Maclean appeared on the stage in a puff of smoke. The audience went wild.

Chris crossed his bare arms, as he was wearing a tattered, gray shirt now. He also wore worn-out jeans and black boots. He looked like a rock star himself, or someone trying to look like one but still made it look good.

"Welcome, rock star fanboys and fangirls," Chris roared into the megaphone he was holding. He waited for the applause that he loved so much to die down, then he continued.

"Tonight is the Terrific Wawanakwa Outstanding Battle Of Our Bands Show Based On Invented New Golden Oldies challenge! Wooooo!"

"Hey that's dirty!" Noah, Eva, and Courtney cried out indignantly while everyone else cheered loudly.

"Here at the concert of the Guitar Saviors: The Ballard of Joel, we have three bands competing tonight! Only one band is going to win this, and then the six members are going to vote another loser tonight!

"And no, we're not doing it on the stage! You pack of freeloaders can watch it on cable, or on the website!"

Boos and jeers erupted, and that was almost as great of music to Chris's ears as the cheers were.

"You will also notice the giant, neon bar scales behind each of the band's sections," Chris said, gesturing with his hand. "After each song is over, give the band your approving cheers and shouts, and their score will soar!

"The scores are going to kept hidden, and I'll be announcing who got first place at the end. Each team is doing three songs, and speaking of teams, do you want to see your six rocking rock stars now?"

The crowd with such ferocity that it almost knocked Chris over.

(Confession Cam - Play Three Birds!)

Chef Hatchet - \scoffing\ "I could have done a better job than that. Chris doesn't have the screaming RAGE to be a rock star introducer! He's just a pretty boy! It ain't fair, I tell ya..."

\He punches a hole through the Confession Cam's right wall, then knocks down the wall completely, storming out while grumbling, "Ain't fair at all."\

"Then let me introduce you to our first band, Nature's Wild Children! Our first member is Led Zeke'lin!"

Ezekiel came from the back to the left side of the stage, leaping and whooping with one of the plastic guitars slung around his shoulder. He still wore his toque, but that was was about the only thing the same about him.

He wasn't wearing anything on top, and his chest, arms, and back were covered in what looked like tattoos, depicting fierce animals, deadly plants, and one of Heather on his right shoulder. His jeans were faded, and he was wearing steel-rimmed boots.

When the prairie boy appealed to the crowd with two 'hang loose' signs, they roared in approval. He spotted Heather up front and waved at her, but she turned her nose up.

"Uh-oh," Ezekiel thought, "she's probably mad that I kissed Izzy last challenge, eh. Better apologize to her a'boot that when I can."

"And the second member of the band Nature's Wild Children, give it up for Bridgette of the Waves!"

Bridgette came out, waving to the audience. She was wearing a tank top that didn't show off any cleavage, but a good deal of her stomach. The surfer girl wore gold bracelets, a peace medallion, and tight blue pants.

With a wild cry, she blew a kiss out to the approving audience. When she saw Geoff, she waved enthusiastically to him, and he cheered over the entire crowd.

"That's Nature's Wild Children, ladies and gentlemen! Now it's time to show off Against the Odds! On the right side of the stage, we have... the Code-Miester!!"

Cody, from the back, came running onto the stage with all the gusto of a teenage boy who's having one of his greatest wishes come true. He leapt up and down, raising his guitar high in the air.

The Code-Miester was wearing a black and red vest that had dragon-decaled sleeves, and left his chest exposed. He had frayed black pants, black boots with red trimmings, and the tech-geek also had a head band with straps all the way down to his knees.

Cody traced a finger across his face where a fake scar, shaped like an animé warrior's facial scar, went from between his eyes down under his left eye. He lifted his guitar up again, and let out a roar (or as good a roar as Cody could manage).

"Wow, someone get a cage," Chris remarked. "And his partner-in-crime, our sweetest girl gone bad, it's Beth the Braceless!"

Beth strutted onstage, twirling a couple drumsticks. She grinned, flashing her pearly whites. The farm girl was wearing overalls that was decked out with badges and pins that featured the entire cast of Total Drama Comeback, from Chris to the Sasquatchinakwa.

She was also wearing a gleaming, long-sleeved green shirt, several glittering hair pins, and leather gloves. Beth had also had her platnium-dyed hair in pigtails now, tied up with golden hair bands.

Though her overall look was weird, the crowd applauded and cheered. When the farm girl saw Justin holding up the sign of her, she gasped and covered her heart with her hands. Cody worked hard to hide his disappointment.

"So, think Against the Odds will win?" Chris addressed the audience again. "Let's see what Pheer Our Leet Skillz says!

"First off for them is... Kaleidoscope!"

Izzy came running out from the back, shouting and cheering. Her hair was as frizzy and long as normal, but she had streaks of green, purple, blue, and yellow in it too; however, that wasn't the most eye-catching part of her.

Kaleidoscope was wearing a white-and-pink tank top that was bare minimum cloth requirements, exposing her stomach, cleavage, and most of her shoulders. She was also wearing a pink bra, which actually covered her breasts more than her top. She wore nylon pants that were as multicolored as a kaleidoscope, and she wore heeled boots.

The audience went wild. Owen swooned and fainted, landing on Tyler. As the audience roared, no one could hear the muffled "Get him off me, get him off!"

Izzy grinned at the audience's approval, and Chris walked over to her. "Um, may I ask why 'Kaleidoscope'?"

"I thought it sounded wild and pretty," Izzy explained. "E-Scope for short, if you want."

"Whatevs," Chris replied happily, then turned back to the audience. "Okay then! Our last camper, the one with a good deal of Pheer Our Leet Skillz's skills, it's The Awesome Ninja Harold!"

The lanky nerd strutted on stage, looking completely different except for his glasses. He had a large spiked-mohawk, a black headband, and several ear piercings. He wore a dark green garb, black pants, and wooden sandals. Harold also had spiked gloves on, and a necklace that sported the face of a ninja. His nunchucks dangled around his hip.

The audience burst into wild cheering, louder than anyone else had received. Harold grinned, then noticed Leshawna laughing in the front row. When she saw his face fall, she blew him a kiss, and he immediately perked up.

"You look great, sugar," she called out.

"Those are the bands," Chris announced after the audience died down, "those are our rockers! Are you ready to rock?"

"YES," the audience roared.

"Are you ready to dance to the music?"

"YES!!!"

"Who's not ready to rock, make your peace now!"

"GET OWEN OFF OF ME!!"

(Confession Cam - Stairway to Someplace!)

The Awesome Ninja Harold - "I thought for one night, this would be awesome to dress up. The mohawk wasn't real though, I had to wear a fake on over a bald cap on my hair. It's really hard to stay balanced at first, and they look really silly when they wiggle. Hehe, wiggling mohawk."

Kaleidoscope - "For some reason, this stage name really appeals to me. But I'm not gonna keep it, that'd be ridiculous!" \She giggles and snorts.\

Led Zeke'lin - "Izzy and Bridgette painted these tattoos on me, eh. Really cool too, though it took some convincing to get them to do Heather."

Beth the Braceless - "I know I don't look like a rock star, but I like how I looked. And wow..." \She swoons and looks up with a sparkle in her eyes.\ "Justin made a poster... for me! He really does like me! I so have to meet up with him after this contest is over, maybe he can meet my parents!"

The Code-Miester - "Stay focused, Cody, stay focused! If you rock hard enough, Beth might pay more attention to you than Justin! Focus!!"

"Alright then, rock fans," Chris exclaimed. "Our theme tonight is parody! Get ready to hear some of your favorite songs be butchered by these wannabes, in upsetting spins on their experiences here and on Total Drama Island!"

"Hey now," Ezekiel started to say in protest.

"Our first song tonight is by Nature's Wild Children!"

The audience cheered, clapped, jumped up and down, and whooped. Ezekiel looked again at Heather, who was rolling her eyes, and then at Tyler, who looked sore and exhausted but still grinning at the prairie boy.

Bridgette saw Geoff leaping several feet in the air, and she couldn't help but smile. "Shall we, Zeke?" she said to her partner.

"Sure thing, Bridge!"

Bridgette took her place at the drums and Ezekiel stood in front of the microphone, guitar ready.

"Total Drama Island"

Parody of "High School Never Ends" by Bowling for Soup

HEY! Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh!

HEY!

Eight weeks you would think is all

That you can keep your head up tall

The life-threatening jump

The lunch-losing lunch

So horrifying, so off the wall

So you explore your own cabin

Something small moves, and you scream, "Cockroach!"

This wasn't what I signed up for now,

I'm getting a lawyer! (So take me out, Coach.)

The whole darn world is now watching over me

With straight-up Courtney and crazy Izzy

Who'll get the money, who'll be lookin' funny?

Who's gonna hook up and end up living happily?

And I might be the one getting voted off

Don't think I'll win a hundred grand.

Getting concussions, a big bruise, and being panned

on Total Drama Island!

Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, HEY!

You gotta see the competition!

Bridgette's a surfing, lovely woman.

Heather and Gwen, like Iraq and Iran,

The awesome Harold and Geoff, the party man!

Beth's a swell girl, just has some bad luck,

And DJ's cool and built like a truck.

Don't give people lip or start up your attitude

'Cause Leshawna's in charge, and not up for your mood!

Then's there Tyler, crashed when we came.

Lindsay, can't remember my name.

Trent, music man; Cody, the showoff

Mental note-to-self: don't tick Eva off!

The whole wide world is pay-per-viewin'

Tough punk Duncan, and hunky Justin

Who'll win the money, who'll be a dummy

Could be Noah, might be Owen!

And so Chris is grinning at us

Driving us 'round the bend.

But ya know, I'd like to jump that cliff again...

on Total Drama Island!

Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, HEY!

The whole wide world is watching closely

That happy Katie, and happy Sadie

Who'll get the money, who's lookin' chummy

Once the other twenty-one have all been kicked off

And I guess I really messed up

But there's no point in pounding sand

'Cuz when there is a sequel, I'll demand...

to be on Total Drama Island!

Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, HEY!

Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, (For one hundred grand!)

Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh, Oh Oh Uh-Oh!

The audience cheered, loud and proud of the two. Bridgette wiped the sweat from her forehead, and pumped her fists into the air.

"I could so get used to this, eh," Ezekiel shouted to the audience. He kept glancing at Heather, who looked like she was desperately trying to look happy.

Bridgette of the Waves and Led Zeke'lin high-fived, and Chris stood next to them, clapping.

"Thanks, you guys," Chris said. "I was hoping for one of their songs!"

"Next up is Pheer Our Leet Skillz! Let's see what they have to offer us!"

Izzy and Harold exchanged glances, grinning wickedly. Harold was at the keyboard in a heartbeat, and Izzy was at the microphone with her guitar.

"This is Wawanakwa!"

Parody of "We Didn't Start the Fire" by Billy Joel

Ezekiel, brown bear, Chef Hatchet, and Heather

Moving breakfast, Gwen & Trent dating, and redhead Izzy

Screaming Gophers, DJ runs, Beth's bad curse, Tyler's all thumbs.

Then there's Katie, next to Sadie, and bear-wrestling Cody.

Awake-a-Thon, Dodge Balls, Noah's book, sauce on walls

Cooking, Geoff and Bridgette, Lindsay's going to throw a fit.

Duncan's chain saw, raccoons, Dock of Shame good-byes!

Owen's stomach, Justin's eyes, "pitch a tent like a guy"!

This is Wawanakwa!

Trouble's always brewing

Chef's got bile stewing

This is Wawanakwa!

With twenty-two in plight

From morning, noon, to night!

Chris Maclean, Leshawna, Sasquatchinakwa

Eva's rage, Harold's skills, one hundred thousand dollah's

Waterfalls, gold key, sumo wrestlers, goatee

Boat of Losers, Courtney CIT

Interns, paint stain, ten seconds of extreme pain

Cockroach shots, beaver dam, RCMP, stall cam

Oil slick, talent show, skunk spray, slow-mo

Dino jaws, big bear paws, killer with the chain saw

This is Wawanakwa!

You think you seen madness?

Look at Chef in that dress!

This is Wawanakwa!

Where a load of land mines

is better than dinner time!

Marshmallows, paintball guns, thousand foot jump, sticky buns

Chipmunk, cute Bunny, "Oh how hard could it be?"

Surf boards, 'lectric sparks, man-eating sharks!

Hide 'n seek, hose gun spray, censored in USA!

Fake bear suit, Gwen's bra, Killer Bass, loser's spa

Bicycles, boobies, watching horror movies!

Rope burn, Cody's strut, Owen's shaking his big butt

Izzy laughing like a nut, and Mr. Cocoanut!

This is Wawanakwa!

Watch the next episode

to see who hits the road

This is Wawanakwa!

Where cheating is legal

And sharks eat eagles!

Eva's rage, contest, Justin's gorgeous chest

Chickens, fake tan, trip to Boney Island.

Courtney mad at Duncan's theft, Sadie's sad 'cuz Katie left

Hot sauce, bad Chef, Bridgette won't get off Geoff

First base, second base, Lindsay got a beat-up face.

Zeke's first, Beth is cursed, isn't Heather just the worst?

This is Wawanakwa!

The island's greenness

thick as Chris's meanness!

This is Wawanakwa!

Wasn't it cute when

Trent was flirting with Gwen?

Hoop earrings, bad bee stings, sports aren't Noah's kind of thing

Washrooms, bad cook, blindfolds, killer's hook

heebie-jeebies for DJ, better begin to pray.

Harold's ninja numchucks, "Um okay, so far this sucks."

Tyler's throwing, better hide! Leshawna won the log ride!

Real bad hair, censored swears, bugs, birds, underwear!

Sent to Playa da Losers, special ride on cabin cruisers.

The game ends and Owen won, wasn't that just so awesome?

This is Wawanakwa!

With our stomach's churning

At the thought of returning!

This is Wawanakwa!

Never get any sleep at night,

and woke up by plane flight! (Ay-yi-ay-yi-ay-yi-iiiii...)

This is Wawanakwa!

We might have jumped the gun

when we thought this'd be fun!

This is Wawanakwa, yeah!

The audience went wild! Izzy held up the hang loose sign and head banged in appreciation. Harold stood up and bowed, grazing the keyboard with his head spikes.

"Wow guys, that's a lot of stuff you mentioned," Chris declared, clapping with the audience. "Good times, good times!

"Alright, it's time for Against the Odds! And after those two performances, these two have some heavy expectations upon their shoulders!"

In almost one collective sweep, all eyes were on Beth and Cody. The farm girl swallowed and began to shake, but Cody put his hand on her shoulder and smiled.

"It's the name of our band, remember?" he said, grinning. She managed to smile, and nod at him. Cody was at the front with his guitar, and Beth was at the drums. A giant screen behind them turned on, and soon footage from Total Drama Island was being played.

"Another One Walks the Dock"

Parody of "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen.

Chris grins as the campers come, his mind filled with evil plans

All over Canada they have come, unaware of the demands

Were we ready? No! Could you be for this?

This is really not gonna be a treat!

Right out the doorway people are sent once their team has been beat!

Another one walks the Dock!

(Ezekiel is sent down the dock without a word.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Eva chucks her stick at Courtney before leaving.)

And another one gone

(Noah is pelted with marshmallows.)

And another one gone

(Justin walks with his head hanging low.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Katie is sent off with Sadie calling out.)

Hey, this doesn't seem fair but...

Another one walks the Dock!

(Tyler walks to the dock looking devastated.)

How can I concentrate when I want to make friends instead of foes?

You think me for a fool but I prefer those who won't step on my toes!

'Cuz she's cute, and he's real cool,

How can you resist her charm?

I'd love to get her number even if I end up buying the farm (or not?)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Izzy flees from the RCMP, cackling.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Cody, in a wheelchair, is accidentally pushed off the Dock.)

And another one gone

(Beth walks away, distraught.)

And another one gone

(Sadie runs away from her team sobbing.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Courtney is dragged away by Chris and Chef.)

And, you cannot come back too!

Another one walks the Dock!

(Harold kisses Leshawna before being dragged by Chef.)

(Cody starts to rock, lifting his guitar as he plays. On the screen played are Eva being taken off on a straight jacket, Izzy vanishing, and Mr. Cocoanut being thrown down the dock; the cocoanut is then chopped in half by Chef Hatchet.)

Booyah!

Another one walks the Dock!

(Trent looks around in horror as he realizes he's out.)

Another one walks the Dock! Doh!

(Bridgette tries to kiss Geoff, but he runs from the skunk smell.)

Another one walks the Dock! ... of Shame!

(Lindsay gets a tearful bear hug from Owen.)

Another one walks the Dock! Good-bye-yi-yi-yi!

(DJ is given a group hug before leaving on the boat.)

Bu-uuuut, not me!

There are plenty of ways you can win this show, but some aren't that honest

You can brawl 'em, you can call 'em, you enthrall 'em and let 'em fall so you'll be the best!

But I'm ready, yes I've got the skills

I'm the best that you can meet!

Gonna chop you into itty pieces, put you in Chef's mystery meat!

Another one walks the Dock!

(Geoff gets his camera back from Gwen on the dock.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Leshawna, stunned, is shoved onto the Boat of Losers.)

And another one gone

(Duncan gets belched in the face by Owen.)

And another one gone

(Heather, bald, screams from the departing boat.)

Another one walks the Dock!

(Gwen is knocked to the side by brownies-loving Owen.)

It's Playa des Losers for you,

Another one walks the Dock!

(Owen helps throw Chris Maclean off the Dock of Shame into the water.)

BOOYAH!

The crowd cheered enthusiastically as Cody posed for them, holding his guitar as high as possible. Beth giggled and couldn't help but hug him.

"Well done, partner," she declared over the noise of the crowd.

"Told ya we could wow 'em! This is, like, the best day of my life!"

Chris clapped, and after the noise had died down, he pulled out his megaphone. "That concludes Round 1 of our challenge tonight! Two more rounds, and though I'm not saying exactly what the scores are, I'll tell you that Pheer Our Leet Skillz has the lead by a tad!"

Izzy and Harold high-fived, then butted heads again. They must have forgotten how much that hurt, because they immediately clutched their sore noggins. Bridgette patted Ezekiel's shoulder comfortingly, and quickly snapped her hand back in fear of ruining his fake tattoos.

"We can still do this," she said to him.

"You bet we can, eh!"

Cody and Beth exchanged determined glances. "We may not have the lead," said Cody, "but I know we aren't that far behind, the crowd loved us!"

"That's right, we got two more songs," Beth agreed.

(Confession Cam - Play Three Birds, damn it!)

Joel - \tears forming in his eyes\ "I promised myself I wouldn't cry... oh, I can't help it!" \He begins blubbering, covering his face with his hands.\ "My instrument babies did the trick, they even made Cody sound like a good singer! Boo hoo hoo hooooooo, I'm so happy!"

Chef Hatchet - \sulking and crossing his arms\ "Hmmmmph. They're getting so excited. But how long can you keep an anxious crowd hungry for more when you're not even playing the real songs?

"And I'll tell you something, this isn't going to get any easier. Everyone knows about TDI, so the first song was easy. The next song has to be about their fellow campers, and the final song has to be about Total Drama Comeback.

"And I don't care if Kurt Cobain, Freddie Mercury, and Bob Marley, all back from the dead, were up on that stage, you'll never convince me to get in that crowd! I'm gonna sulk in my kitchen!"

\He kicks down the left wall and exits that way.\

Chris Maclean - \looking at the walls of the outhouse\ "Awesome start, huh guys? Wait... I don't remember using duct tape on these walls, what's going on here?

"Anyway, who do you think is going to win this contest:

"Nature's Wild Children (Bridgette of the Waves and Led Zeke'lin)...

"Pheer Our Leet Skillz (The Awesome Ninja Harold and Kaleidoscope)...

"or Against the Odds (Beth the Braceless and The Code-Miester)?

"Stick around, you'll find out soon enough! Keep on rocking!"

Part 2, Rockin' Boogaloo, is heating up! Get your lighters ready!

Hope you rock fans aren't disappointed that it's not a normal song fic, but I couldn't turn down the idea of a parody. I'll try to stay close to a rock theme, and pick songs many would know.

"High School Never Ends" was picked because it's probably the most used song for Total Drama Island music videos. "We Didn't Start the Fire" was picked because I wanted to mention a lot of stuff from TDI in one song. "Another Bites the Dust" was picked because I refuse to do this without doing a Queen song. If you don't know the songs, be sure to check iTunes or You Tube.

And please, don't give me any requests or suggestions for songs at this point, because I already have the upcoming songs planned out! Thanks anyway, but there's no way I could take all your requests and my own! And it's my fanfic, \starts jumping and down\ mine mine mine!