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. But you wouldn't sue us this close to the end, now would you?
To Everybody - You all are going emotional; cool. Now because there is an easy chapter selection, I decided not to have a chapter based on recapping the season. There will just be a quick recap before the chapter starts! I hope you enjoy part one of the last challenge of TDC! Thanks for sticking around this long, or for joining us just now and enduring all the way up to here.
If you randomly chose this chapter and haven't read anything else yet... that's rather silly. Starting at the final episode lacks subtlety, no surprises!
And now, without further stalling, on with the show!!
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(Narrated by Chris Maclean.)
Welcome to the end of Total Drama Comeback!
It's been a long ride, hasn't it? Let's take a brief recap of how this totally dramatic, fun and sunshine ride of giddiness, love, and best of all, hate took place:
The campers rejoined on the Dock of Shame, all with expectations and goals. After Ezekiel wins the talent show, Owen is voted off for odor and jealously reasons; he comes back as an intern for the first half of the show.
Nerds verses popular kids, the popular ones win as it should be. Sadie blows it several times and is voted off.
A teamwork-based challenge to friendly Boney Island and back leaves Cody and his team victorious. Geoff is voted off as the first step of Courtney's plan to take revenge on Harold.
Handcuffed to each other, the campers must work together again, as much they cannot stand each other sometimes. Leshawna is booted off as another part of Courtney's plan.
They are ninja, they fight ninja, and Harold leads his ninja team to ninja victory! Justin is voted off, learning a valuable lesson that one must speak as well as be beautiful.
It snows, and Wawanakwa freezes over. After dramatic snowball fights and snow sculptures, Lindsay is voted off much to the dismay of the newly reformed Tyler.
The campers take place in a painful prom, and end up kissing and dancing. DJ is voted off in the end, despite his partner being the most insane redhead I've ever seen.
Taking an animal each, the contestants have to walk a critter through the forest. Bridgette manages to ride to first place, while Trent is voted off. A carefully planned lie leaves Gwen and Cody in emotional aching... awesome drama.
Eating revolting foods, the campers are shocked when Harold collapses from an allergy attack. Katie allows herself to be voted off, and then Courtney and Harold finally confront each other.
Kart racing, and an introduction for next season's new contestant Joel, take place. Tyler crashes the karts, but Duncan gets eliminated for his involvement in Courtney's plan.
A strikers game involving lots of metal ball kicking and very painful but cool injuries ensues. Tyler, despite being the athlete, does poorly and is voted off.
The campers take on dares, challenges, and pranks created by those voted off. Courtney is voted off at the end of the day, and then the game dissolves into a free-for-all.
The campers take on dares, challenges, and pranks again, hosted by those voted off! There are winners, and then there is the loser, Eva, who is voted off for being the biggest threat.
Locked in cells and told to dig out, the remaining nine campers are put through what is probably daily exercise for Duncan. Beth manages to win, and Noah is sent away due to a very painful electric fence incident.
During a scavenger hunt, Heather and Ezekiel get lost and stuck together. After bonding, the two are rescued, and the other campers send Heather packing over her rotten attitude towards them; however, before leaving, she does get a kiss from her new man Zeke.
The campers find themselves waking up in cells, having to take on the most horrendous, most terrifying, most astonishing, awesomely-torturous dares they've ever had to do. After Izzy saves Ezekiel from a real killer, Gwen is oust under a technicality.
Rocking to a live audience, the six remaining campers get their rock star alter-egos in high gear! After music, cheering, and a rocking good time, Beth and Cody win, and Harold is sent away.
Visiting the losers at Playa de Losers (or whatever the heck the name of that place is), the five campers have to rely on their friends and allies to make statues of them. After Izzy wins, the losers vote for who they want to win, and Beth gets the least amount of votes.
Sent on a jolly good ocean ride, the four campers try to cope with the dangerous situation, while Chef, Joel and I struggle under the difficult chore of keeping the audience entertained. Cody is voted off over a couple votes and a coin flip.
Now we have three campers. Two winners, one more loser.
Bridgette, surfer girl and environmentalist. She's always looked out for her friends, and managed to win a few more challenges this time; however, she still proves to be the one who pukes most on this show. A friend to all, even if a little accident-prone. Can she do it?
Ezekiel, home schooled boy of the prairie. Reforming after his parents received harsh criticism for what he said first season, he has not only won several challenges, but managed to soothe the savage huntress known as Heather. Can he do it?
Izzy... a girl who a single sentence cannot describe her. With unbridled craziness and zeal, she puts her best foot forward and promptly kick butt with it. Through a combination of wild stories, surprise props, perverted remarks and spying, she's come a long way. Can she do it?
We'll soon find out, as it is time to see which two are walking away with ten thousand dollars! On...
Total...
Drama...
COMEBACK!!
(cue the theme song, and we're good to go!)
Chapter 51 (Day 20, Part 1) - Final Thoughts, Final Challenge
Chris Maclean stands in the middle of the campgrounds, beaming at the camera.
"Thank you for staying with us this long," he said. "We're no shark jumpers, though we are shark employers!
"So before we get this contest's final challenge a-movin', we have asked the final three campers to give their opinions on several points of interest."
(Confession Cam - Opinions are so opinionated.)
Bridgette - \She has a sad frown on.\ "I really cannot say I had a great time. There were so many times where I was upset, like when Geoff was voted off, or when I found out Courtney had done it..."
Izzy - "Izzy loved her time here! I captured a jellybean smuggler, I rocked the challenges, I managed to endure and survive, I got to smooch boys and spy on couples! It was awesome!"
Ezekiel - "I think I actually did enjoy my time here, eh. I made new friends, I have a girlfriend... heck, I got to kiss a few girls..." \He blushes and taps his fingers together nervously.\ "I actually never thought I would get to do that until I was a'boot... I dunno, thirty."
Bridgette - \She smiles.\ "But I made good friends with some of the campers I didn't think I would, and we did have some good times together! Ezekiel, Cody, Izzy, even Eva!"
Izzy - "Izzy kicked that jellybean smuggler's ass! Bad smuggler, no messing with my Zeke! Zeke is my boy-toy, and Heather better treat him right! Owen, babe, next season, you'd better last long! I missed you so much, I was starting to get bored!"
Ezekiel - "Oh man, how awesome were the campers here, eh? Bridgette, Tyler, Izzy, Harold, Cody, so many others... and Heather. Heather, I really hope to see you cheering for me, eh! I'll take you 'oot after the show to... hmmm... you like Mickey D's?"
Bridgette - "The food was awful, as usual."
Izzy - "The food was crap! No subtlety!"
Ezekiel - "The food here makes me want to gag thinking a'boot it, eh."
Chef Hatchet - "Bunch of whiners."
Bridgette - "What will people remember me for? I really hope it's for how I try hard, and though there were times I wanted to give up, I came back."
Izzy - \She is throttling Chef Hatchet.\ "Say it! Say your cooking is worse than airplane food, say it, you bast-"
Ezekiel - "I hope people will remember that I'm not a sexist pig anym'oor, that's all I want. Leave my parents alone, stop writing those stupid letters, eh!"
Bridgette - "Ezekiel is a sweetheart, I really think he can and should win this. Though Izzy is a little strange at times, I cannot help but love her too. There are times when you see that girl not just as a hyper and active girl, but as someone who cares and feels."
Izzy - \She is now jumping and down on Chef, who's on the ground wailing.\ "You scum bag, you purposefully fed us bad food just to be mean! This is your karma retribution!"
Ezekiel - "Bridgette and Izzy are two of the most incredible girls I could ever knoo', eh. If they weren't taken and neither was I... whoa wait, I might not want to be saying stuff like that. Chris, edit this part 'oot, please."
Bridgette - "So, all in all, the island and the challenges were pretty bad, but it was my awesome friends here that made it bearable. Maybe next season, I'll be with Geoff. Geoff! I love you, and I miss you so much!" \She blows a kiss at the camera.\
Izzy - \She is sitting back down, her foot on Chef's head.\ "An overall review of this island can be summed up in one word: incredible. I cannot wait to tell people at home the parts the camera missed! And Chef down here, I'll sign him up for cooking lessons as an apology."
Ezekiel - "Funny how this island has changed my life so dray'matically. I guess that's what teenage life is, we all are on an island in 'oor own way. We just need to explore it, and one day, leave the island for new areas in life."
After breakfast, Chris led the three campers to the Wawanakwa Lake, the large body of water on the island that was sometimes used for swimming.
"It's eerily calm today," Bridgette noted.
"What's wrong with that, eh?" Ezekiel asked.
"Usually, a lake is teeming with insects, frogs, turtles, all kinds of critters," she explained, "but not today. Today, it's quiet and almost barren."
"Maybe Chris filed a restraining order on them in order to clear the path for the challenge," Izzy offered.
"Okay, our three winners," Chris Maclean declared, clapping his hands. "Today is the day! I hope you're ready, as we begin the final challenge!"
He gestured to what looked like a three-way starting position, with three small bleachers set up in triangular position, and yellow lines drawn to connect the stands.
"I like the flags," Izzy remarked. She was staring at the lightly flapping flags on each of the bleacher stands: one for Ezekiel, one for Izzy, one for Bridgette.
"I'm sure you know what comes next, right campers?" the host said. "The losers are coming."
The ex-campers then arrived, walking from the Dock of Losers over to the stands. Joel was with them.
Bridgette waved at Geoff, Ezekiel at Heather, and Izzy at Owen. Chris chuckled and said, "Yes that's right, appeal to your audience. Because now they're going to pick whom they want to cheer for!"
Ezekiel had at his bleacher Heather, Tyler, Beth, Justin (holding Beth's hand), Noah, and Joel.
Izzy had at her bleacher Owen, Cody, Duncan, Lindsay, Katie and Sadie.
Bridgette had the most with Geoff, DJ, Gwen, Trent, Courtney, Harold, and Leshawna.
As the three campers smiled at their fans, Bridgette noticed something. "Where's Eva?" she asked Chris.
"Never mind that now," Chris said in a dismissive manner. "Right now, we must discuss what you three might do with the ten thousand dollars if they win!
"Why don't you start, Bridgette?"
The surfer girl scratched the back of her head, then smiled. "Well, I actually prayed to God that I would survive a few of these challenges, and promised that I'd donate half my winnings to charity if I did.
"So that's what I will do. I'll be donating five thousand dollars to a nature preservation charity, then I'll use the rest to buy me a new surfboard, the rest goes to my college fund."
"Stop being so selfless and do something interesting with your money," Chris declared, throwing his hands up. "I hate it when you campers do nice things with your money."
"Well, she's not a'boot to blow it on make-up and furs, Chris," Ezekiel remarked. "Me, I think I'll use my money fur not only college, but I want to refurnish the hoo's. Mom's been after dad to redo the living room fur years, eh."
Chris slapped his forehead. "Ugh. Saving nature, helping your parents! You two are so boring. Izzy, please tell me you'll do something interesting with ten thousand dollars."
The redhead tapped her chin, then she smiled. The smile turned into a grin, then a wicked grin. She started to giggle, then laugh, and then cackled. Wild laughter ensued as she rubbed her hands together, dying slowly as she looked around at the startled stares of the others.
"I'm sorry," she said after wiping her eyes. "What was the question again?"
Chris stared, then shook his head. "Um, never mind."
The host directed the three of them into the center of the triangular area. "Now here is where you shall begin. First, you have to drink a glass of one of the two..."
He held up two pitchers. One of them was white and chunky looking, and the other was brown and black and really chunky.
"One of these is milk two months past the expiration date," he said gleefully, his grin getting bigger as he heard the disgusted cries of the teenagers. "The other one... is blended stink bug, spider, and cockroach!"
Ezekiel, Bridgette, and Izzy all looked like they were going to be sick. Izzy growled at the host.
(Confession Cam - Yicky poo!)
Izzy - "I am so going to get that man after this contest. I hate masochists because they hurt others, why can't they just be sadomasochists and enjoy only hurting themselves?"
"The second part of the contest will be to run towards your victory flag, the path marked by little flags to guide you to your destination," Chris continued to instruct. "If you get lost on the way, just find the flags, and you'll be fine."
"What if they cannot find the flags?" Leshawna asked.
"Then I guess they're dead," Duncan remarked.
"You will take your flag," the handsome host said, "which is guarded by..."
He wiggled his fingers menacingly, "... your worst fears!"
(Confession Cam - Spiders, snakes, and public speaking?)
Bridgette - "Great. If only Chris wasn't so knowledgeable of our phobias.
"You know, I really wondered where Eva and Chef Hatchet were doing this."
"The third part of the challenge will be to bring your flag back here," the host continued. "It's on a long iron pole, careful of the very sharp tip in the ground, and don't let the picture of you on the flag distract you.
"Once you get back here, just cross the line, snap the ribbon, and you win," Chris said, crossing his arms and grinning. "First two to get here win ten thousand dollars each."
"This sounds wild," Owen cheered.
"You can do it, Bridgette," Geoff cried out.
Ezekiel looked at Heather, who simply waved at him. Trying to hold back a little disappointment, the prairie boy looked back at Chris.
"Now it's time for us to begin the final challenge," the host declared, "the Triple Terror Triathlon! Time to pick your choice of drinks!"
Bridgette took one look at the pitcher full of blended bugs, and pointed at the sour milk. Ezekiel also pointed at the sour milk. Izzy went the other way and chose the blended bugs.
"Once you are done drinking," Chris said as he started to pour the drinks into (mercifully) small glasses, "you may begin the hike towards the second destination. Bridgette, follow the blue flags to the south; Izzy, follow the green flags towards the northeast; Ezekiel, follow the brown ones to the northwest."
The campers watched as Chris stepped back from the small table, three filled drinks ready. "Now... the Triple Terror Triathlon begins... ready... set...
"GO!!!"
It didn't actually go.
Ezekiel, Bridgette, and Izzy stared at the glasses. "I really don't want to do this," Bridgette muttered.
"Me neither, eh," Ezekiel agreed.
"Izzy wants to throw it in Chris's face," Izzy admitted.
The prairie boy summoned his courage first, after a couple minutes of psyching himself up; he grabbed his glass of sour milk, and started to chug it. Making horrible gagging sounds and turning green, he managed to finish it. Falling down on the grassy ground, he twitched and whimpered in retching pain.
"You can go now, Zeke," Chris said, poking him with a stick.
Bridgette looked at her glass, down at the shaking prairie boy, and swallowed hard. "Chris, what happens if I throw up?"
"We all know you will, just finish the glass."
Sighing morbidly, Bridgette took it in her hands. Whimpering, she kept trying to summon her willpower.
Izzy picked up hers, and a non-blended bug leapt from the glass. Forcing down a gag, the redhead tipped the glass to her lips. She started to drink, wincing horribly.
Then it happened. Her eyes widened, and she pulled the glass away from her lips, leaving a black stain on her lips. "Say," she said, smiling, "that actually doesn't taste bad!"
She chugged it down, just as Bridgette managed to bring her glass to hers. Sipping it, gagging horribly, then forcing herself to drink it.
"Come on, Bridgette, you're the best," Geoff shouted. "You can do it, drink that milk!"
With tears coming to her eyes, Bridgette managed to finish the glass. Slamming the glass down, she stumbled away from the table, falling down on her hands and knees.
"Here comes Bridgette's Fountain of Regurgitation," Chris said, grinning. "Just like a geyser, always comes when predicted."
Bridgette heaved, panted, then slowly got to her feet. "Not...," she huffed, "this time.
"So now, I'll be off," she declared, then started to follow the blue flags to the south. Those on her flagged bleacher cheered loudly, and Geoff and Gwen followed.
Izzy finished up her drink, and then started to pour herself a second glass of blended bugs. "This would go so well with a hamburger and onion rings!"
Owen grabbed her shoulder, spilling part of her drink. "Izzy! You won, get going!"
His girlfriend stared at him with an innocent smile.
(Confession Cam - Oh, even we are going to be sick.)
Owen - "And thus, I had to resort to Izzy methods to get Izzy going. I'm worried she's gonna kill me afterwards."
Owen sighed, took a deep breath, and bellowed, "MOVE!"
Izzy squeaked, and ran her way, following the green flags. "Buh-bye, fun peeps," she called out. Owen and Cody followed after her.
Heather was now at Ezekiel's side. "C'mon, home school, get up," she shouted at him. She started to shake him, but he lay there, moaning in agony.
"Man, he's in disgusted shock," Tyler remarked, poking his friend with a stick (he swiped it from Chris). "We gotta do something."
Beth tapped her lips. "What would help a man who's suffering from stomach ache?"
"Maybe the taste of something good?" Joel suggested.
"You mean like a kiss?" Justin asked.
"From his girlfriend Heather," Beth added, giggling.
"Oh great, make him sicker," Noah remarked, rolling his eyes. "You're gonna turn his stomach so hard, it'll wind up in his intestines."
Heather snarled at Noah, then turned Ezekiel onto his back. Bending down, she planted a kiss on his lips.
Ezekiel swallowed in surprise, then sat up. Heather was gagging, spitting out, "Oh, I can taste that milk!"
The prairie boy pulled himself up with a little help from Tyler. "C'mon man, move faster," the jock shouted. "The girls are already on their way!"
Ezekiel nodded, and started off. A sputtering Heather and Tyler chanting, "Move move move," followed after him. Chris grinned and posed for the camera.
(Confession Cam - And they're off!)
Ezekiel - "That was the woor'st melk ever, eh! I felt like my entire digestive system was acting up, every single organ in me, right doo'n to the pancreas, was trying to get back at me fur drinking that, eh!"
Bridgette - "I think half of my taste buds died back there, and my tongue will never replenish them because it fears me doing that again!"
Izzy - \She starts to try and say something, but she belches and a small bug flies out of her mouth.\ "Wow, I don't remember eating him!"
Bridgette was running as fast as she could, but her churning stomach and dizzying head were throwing her off. She almost fell down a couple times, but Geoff managed to catch her.
"It's okay, Bridge," he said to her. "You're gonna win this!"
The surfer girl moaned, clutching her stomach. "I feel awful."
Gwen reached into her pocket and pulled out a couple antacids. "Here you go, Bridgette," she said as she handed them to her friend.
"Thanks Gwen," she said as she chewed on them, "but why you got 'em?"
"Trent's got a tender tummy," the goth girl replied. "Um, don't tell him I told you that."
"I won't either," Geoff said cheerfully.
Bridgette stopped when the flag trail ran to the trees, right into the forest. Her muscles started to lock, her phobia acting up.
"Oh boy," she muttered. "Thank goodness you two are with me."
She turned around to smile at Gwen and Geoff. Her boyfriend looked crestfallen, and her goth friend was digging into the ground with her toes.
Bridgette's face fell. "You... you can't come with me?"
"It's part of the challenge," Gwen muttered, ashamed. "Chris told us you have to go alone... because of your phobia."
The surfer let out a distraught sigh. "Sour milk, alone in the forest... what a day."
With a wave, she went in. Geoff bit his knuckles.
(Confession Cam - And she's off!)
Geoff - "Man, what kind of boyfriend am I? I should have gone in there with her, she's terrified to be in the forest alone! \He starts to tear up.\ "Even though she probably would have been disqualified and thus not get the ten thousand... but... still... BOO HOO! BOO HOO HOO!!"
Gwen - "Bridgette's tougher than most give her credit for. I mean, I wanted to puke just from smelling that milk."
Geoff - "BOO HOO HOO! BOO HOO HOOOOO HOOOOOOO!"
Gwen - "And..." \She stops, and looks around.\ "Why does it smell like salt water in here?"
Izzy was sprinting as fast as she could, Owen and Cody barely able to keep up with her. "Izzy gonna win," she shouted, leaping in the air.
"Owen believes in her," Owen shouted, then clutched his chest. "Ohhh... Owen's heart is gonna explode!"
"Cody's legs feel like lead," Cody whimpered, then he suddenly came to a realization. "Oh no, I'm talking in third person too?"
"You two boys just need to toughen up," Izzy crooned. "See Izzy? Izzy is focused, Izzy is fixated, Izzy is...
"Ooo, look, a squirrel!"
She started to chase the gray squirrel, who ran up a tree. Izzy clawed at the trunk, barking and snapping. The small critter threw an acorn down and hit her on the forehead.
"Oh, it's on now," Izzy shouted, climbing the tree. Owen reached for her, but just missed grabbing her.
"Just let it go, Izzy," he shouted up at her.
"Quit chasing the squirrel, Izzy," Cody called to her.
"No way, I want his nuts!"
(Confession Cam - And she's REALLY off!)
Owen - "Boy, when Izzy focuses... she kind of does focus. On anything that catches her attention. That's why I love her, she really focuses hard on every little thing."
Cody - "Um, don't tell Izzy, but when she's climbing a tree, you can see her panties." \He blushes a little, then taps his fingers together.\ "Green. So cute..."
Izzy - "I hope the boys couldn't see up my skirt when I did that. I really cannot think of how bad that would be, it's all I can think of, and..."
\She looks down at the ground.\ "Ooo! That's shiny!" \She dives down for it.\
Ezekiel was jogging as fast as could, which actually wasn't that fast.
"Why are you running so slow?" Heather shouted. "Is that as fast as you can go?"
"They doo'nt have gyms 'oot on the prairie," he wheezed.
"C'mon, Heather," Tyler cried, shaking his fists at her. "This is your major moment of redemption!"
"What are you talking about, jock boy?"
"Be the supportive girlfriend! Be there for him!"
"I'm telling him to go, what do you want from me?"
"INSPIRATION," Tyler roared; he started jumping as he chanted, obviously having learned a couple cheerleader moves from his girlfriend. "Inspiration, rah rah rah! Give him spirit, yes you will; give him spirit... yes... don't... be a pill!"
Heather had to hold back some stifling laughs. She ran in front of Ezekiel, blocking his path.
"Okay, Ezekiel," she said, grinning slyly at him. "If you win this contest, then you know what I'll do for you?"
The queen been leaned over to him, whispering in his ear. Ezekiel's eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he took off sprinting.
"Wow," Tyler said, admiring how fast the prairie boy was moving now. "What did you say to him?"
"You'll never know, jock boy."
(Confession Cam - And he's off on good cause!)
Tyler - "Man, I still don't know about Heather and Ezekiel but... wow."
Heather - "You know, I was hoping not to have to do something like that. So stereotypical, so cliché... but he did look really cute when his face lit up." \She flushes slightly and looks away coyly.\
Ezekiel - "To tell you the truth... I didn't knoo' half of the stuff she suggested to me. But I figured it would be nice for a girlfriend to be a boyfriend, and I wanted to look excited for her."
\He looks around nervously, and then back at the camera.\ "What does 'seven minutes of Heaven' mean, eh?"
Bridgette was walking slowly, hugging herself for comfort. It was bad enough she had sour milk in her stomach, she didn't need it doing flip-flops.
"Okay, Bridgette," she said to herself. "No need to be afraid. It's not that far. You have the markers, just bear with it."
Something growled in the bushes nearby. She stopped, and watched as a brown bear stood up on its hind legs.
"Fuzzy Wuzzums?" she whimpered.
It roared. She screamed and took off running, the bear right behind her.
"Why does everything I say jinx me?!" she shrieked.
Izzy was now thumb-wrestling the squirrel, who was actually a much fiercer competitor than she thought it would be.
"Please, Izzy?" Owen called up to her. "I want you to win that ten thousand and buy... whatever it was that you were thinking of that made you laugh like that. It must be very funny..."
"Owen, I'm concentrating on this match," she called back to him. "Just be a sweetheart and make sure no other squirrels interfere.
"Okay!"
Cody sighed and shook his head. "Think she'll be long?"
"Depends on if that squirrel is the main forager; those critters always have a lot of nuts."
Silence. Crickets chirped.
"No wait, I didn't mean it like that," Owen shouted as Cody raised an eyebrow.
Ezekiel sighed as he took a breather. "This... sure is a long distance, eh," he said, panting.
"Yeah, I don't remember Chris saying it would be this long," Heather agreed.
Tyler said nothing, as he was too busy panting and gasping for air. When he slipped and fell down, Heather and Ezekiel thought it was from exhaustion, but the jock scrambled to his feet.
"The grass here is... slick," he sputtered. "Ugh, it's wet and slimy. What the hell?"
"Probably from that rain storm, eh," Ezekiel said.
Heather leaned against a tree, taking deep breaths. She winced and said, "It smells awful around here, too."
Ezekiel shrugged. "I doo'nt knoo', maybe just something died ar'oond here, eh."
"How pleasant," Heather grumbled. "Man, I cannot wait until we leave this island and never come back."
"I got five bucks that Chris drags us here at least once during the next season," Tyler remarked.
"Five bucks, is that all?"
"Well, if I bet high, Chris will see it on the footage and prove me wrong just so I lose the money."
"Yeah, he is a bastard, isn't he?" Heather said, chuckling. "Hard to imagine how a creep like him gets power."
"Maybe he just needs a girlfriend, eh," Ezekiel suggested.
"It did soothe Heather, to date someone," Tyler said with a smirk.
Heather looked at him, annoyed, but shook it off. She pulled out her nail file and began to file her nails. "So Zeke, if you win, what kind of changes are you making to your family's house?"
"I'm not sure right now, eh."
"Plumbing?"
"No, we have that."
"I thought you lived on the prairie."
"Doesn't mean we doo'nt have a toilet, eh."
"Oh good," Heather said, sighing in relief. Tyler noticed this, and cocked an eyebrow.
"What, you thought Zeke's family used an outhouse?" he asked, then his smirk was back. "Makes it all the more comfortable when you visit him, huh?"
Heather's face burned bright red and she looked away; unfortunately, the being involved in her embarrassment was right there, looking at her.
"You want to see where I live, eh?" Ezekiel asked.
"M-maybe," she stammered, looking down at the ground.
"Think a city girl like you would like the prairie?"
"Probably not."
"You woo'nt knoo' unless you try." He reached up and stroked her cheek with his hand, flicking a stray strand of raven hair behind her eyes. "I'm sure you'd like it, it's beautiful."
She took a deep breath, a pleasant shiver made her shake. The girl once known for mean comments and treacherous plans was now looking, genuinely fondly, into Ezekiel's eyes. "I actually would like to see it some day."
He leaned in to kiss her.
"Zeke," Tyler shouted from where he was, startling the couple. He ran over and continued, "You have a challenge to win, remember? Flirt with her later!"
"Oh right, eh," Ezekiel stammered, looking at Heather apologetically before taking off.
Tyler smacked him on the butt, shouting, "Go get 'em, tiger! You're the tiger!"
As Ezekiel ran off, Heather looked at Tyler angrily. "Let me make a request, Tyler," she hissed, "only I may smack him on the butt from now on."
"Um, fair enough."
(Confessional Cam - And she comes out smacking!)
Heather - "I cannot believe I actually had to say that."
Tyler - \sigh\ "Might as well accept it, Heather's now Zeke's girlfriend. She has all the rights in the world to smack his butt."
\He looks at the camera, then laughs.\ "Does that sound weird or what?"
Bridgette was up a tree, staring down at Fuzzy Wuzzums the Bear in terror. She whimpered, "Nice bear... please go away. Don't eat me."
The bear growled.
"I'm really not that appetizing. I've been drinking sour milk, and my mother thinks I'm too skinny!"
The bear snarled.
"And... and... I'm a vegetarian! It would be such tragic irony for me to be eaten by animals after refusing to eat animals!"
The bear started to claw at the tree.
"Oh God, I'm gonna die," Bridgette whimpered as she clung to the trunk. "Maybe if I wait here, someone will come get me. I wish help would come now..."
Something rustled up in the trees, and a long cord of green came swinging down; it was a vine, freed from above by a couple birds flying away, afraid of the angry bear sounds. Bridgette saw it (the vine) swish past her. Though she'd normally never take a Tarzan approach to escape, she was desperate.
"Okay, no problem," she whimpered as she stood up and grabbed the vine. "Izzy does it all the time..."
She looked down at the bear, who was watching her every move.
"And if I don't do this right, like if I hit a tree, that bear will be using my bones as toothpicks," she whispered to herself. "Never fear, Bridgette, never fear..."
For the second time that day, she had to summon her courage and leapt from the tree. Letting out a yell that was half fright and half excitement, she arched through the air, snagging another vine as she swung far away from the bear.
(Confession Cam - And she comes out swinging!)
Fuzzy Wuzzums the Bear - \growling and grunting, English subtitles provided\ "whoa, dat was really cool"
\The door opens, swinging the camera out to show Trent holding the door open. When the musician sees the bear in the outhouse, he screams and slams the door shut.\
Fuzzy Wuzzums the Bear - \startled\ "gee, wonder wat he wanted?"
Bridgette hit the earth when a vine swung down to the ground. She rolled several times, then lay there on the ground.
"Well... I'm alive," she summed up. "I don't think I broke any bones, I see no major bleeding... not even minor bleeding."
She sat up, and soothed out her hair. "Man though, I must be really far behind. I'll bet the other two have already won by now."
Izzy was still thumb-wrestling the squirrel.
Ezekiel and Heather were kissing, with Tyler leaping and down next to them shouting.
"You can suck face later, will you get going?" he ordered his friend. "Stop smooching and start moving! And... whoa... are you giving her tongue, Zeke! Atta'boy, you da man!"
Bridgette stood up, sore but not aching. Her stomach was still churning, and she groaned in pain, clutching it.
"I'll probably never have children," she moaned. "My body will refuse to have a baby, since it knows I tend to make my insides suffer terribly."
Looking around, she saw no trace of the flags. Her phobia started to set in again, and she felt truly miserable and afraid.
"Please tell me what I did to deserve all this," she asked rhetorically as she set off in the direction she thought might be right. "Was I a killer in a previous life?"
She stopped ranting when she pushed away some shrubbery and saw her flag pole in the middle of a clearing. Her own face on the flag, standing tall on the pillar of iron that seemed to glow from the well-aimed sunlight.
"Oh well, that's a good sign," she said to herself as she dusted herself off. "Just hope I can find my way back... without fainting."
(Confession Cam - And she comes out signing!)
Lindsay - "I know this is supposed to be the moment for Baretta, Lizzy, and Eric, but I just wanted to say that I've made it my mission to find Cody a girlfriend next season! Matchmaker Lindsay is on the scene! And he should be thrilled, I helped Belle get together with Justin!"
Courtney - "I'd like to also state that next season will be all mine, you hear me? I will dominate, and I'm sure there is nothing that can distract me!"
Duncan - "Watching these three compete makes me think of how much I'd love to be back in the game. That's why, next season, I'll be doing my best to kick butt and take names! Nothing will stop me!"
Duncan and Courtney - \They are making out in the confessional can. The door opens, and the camera reveals Noah holding the door, very startled. Courtney reaches out and slams the door shut, and the couple continue to make out.\
Noah - \from outside\ "Why don't you give someone else a crack at that bowl, huh? Are you listening?!"
\The couple continue to make out.\ "Fine, forget it, I'm sure your parents are going to love seeing this footage!" \Both Courtney and Duncan freeze and their eyes go wide; they hadn't thought of that.\
Ezekiel saw his flag in a small clearing. It flapped lazily in the wind, a beautiful sight to behold (if you were aiming for it, that is, it's not so glamorous when not seen as a prize, though anything really can be seen as a prize, you could take any normal object and make it priceless, they do it on TV and at flea markets and... whoa, are we digressing, sorry!)
"Wow, there it is," Ezekiel noted as he walked towards it. "There's my flag."
"It is," Heather said, then sighed. "I'm sorry, we have to go now, Zeke."
"What, why?"
"Chris said you have to face your phobia alone," Tyler said, shrugging. "Sorry, dude."
"You have to obey, I guess. See you two at the finish line, eh!"
Heather and Tyler said good-bye, the queen bee giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving. Ezekiel sighed, then something important came up in his mind.
"Wait a minute, eh," he said, looking back at his two departing friends. "How does Chris know my phobia?"
The ground shook, and he felt the presence of someone in front of him. He slowly turned and saw Eva standing there, cracking her knuckles.
"Hello, Mr. Sexist," she said, her voice a terrible growl. "It's time for me to finally do what I should have done first season."
"Hey Eva, wait a minute...," Ezekiel stammered, walking backwards. "You... you knoo' I'm not a sexist, eh!"
She growled in response, walking slowly towards him. "Time to dance, Zeke boy."
(Confession Cam - And she comes out swinging... too!)
Eva - "Look, I know Ezekiel's gotten past the whole 'guys are stronger than girls' thing, but hey, it was supposed to be an act! I was trying to be someone's phobia!"
Ezekiel - "Okay, Eva is really terrifying when she's mad and ready to hit someone, true, but she's not my phobia. Good guess though, Chris."
\He sighs and looks down at the ground.\ "Thank God there were no cameras on that ocean trip last challenge, eh."
Izzy had finally won the thumb-wrestling contest with the squirrel.
"I have won the day, but I will say, you are a great competitor," Izzy declared. "I hope to challenge you again, noble nut guardian!"
The squirrel chattered, saluting Izzy with respect. She then slid down the tree and continued to run.
Owen and Cody, who were playing a card game, suddenly noticed her running again, and got up to follow her.
"Hurry, Izzy, move faster," Owen shouted. "We've lost a lot of time! Ezekiel and Bridgette are probably way ahead!"
"What?" she asked. "Oh... oh! The main challenge! I thought that squirrel was the second part! Oh crap, I'd better hurry! Waaaaaaugh!"
She bolted forward, following the flags. They went up the thousand foot cliff, and Owen was not having a fun time trying to catch up. Cody had to pull him by the hand, as the very large teenager was crawling on all fours now.
When they finally reached the top, Izzy looked around. "I don't see any flag," Izzy grumbled. "Izzy feels a trap... but I already took care of the jellybean smuggler!"
Owen and Cody finally came up the top. "Oh, the tale of woe, that of Juliet and Romeo," the giant teen wailed, "my sores are aching and my aching is sore!"
Izzy walked over to her boyfriend and began to massage his shoulders. "Please don't be sore, Owen, I need your support for this."
"I'm here for you, Izzy," he said with a smile.
"So am I," Cody remarked.
"Yeah, but if history repeats itself," the redhead girl said, "the second-to-last person to be eliminated is trying to back stab someone in the finals."
Cody looked saddened. "Aww, Izzy, you don't think I'm trying to betray you, do you?"
"Actually, no," she said, beaming at the tech-geek. "You wouldn't do that, not after that wonderful cruise we had last challenge."
"Why, what happened?" Owen asked, looking between the two.
"We larped. I pretended to be an amazon, and he was a tech-warrior. We fought C'thulhu, and got a ton of experience and reputation!"
"Wild, wish I had been there."
Then Owen farted.
(Confession Cam - And he comes out stinking!)
Cody - "Yeah, if he only knew what had happened, he would've really wanted to be there."
\He sighs and looks up at the ceiling with a dreamy look.\ "Boobs... wow."
Owen - "Izzy's an awesome girl! I mean, she's really fun to date, but there's one major problem. She tends to exaggerate. I'm sure she wasn't dressed like an amazon, and I don't think they got that many experience points from just C'thulhu."
A terrible buzzing sound came from the sky. Izzy looked up and blanched in horror as she saw the rickety, yellow plane that Chris sometimes used to wake the campers. It landed on the top of the cliff.
A black leg wearing blue heels kicked the door open. Chef Hatchet, wearing a tight stewardess outfit, came out. He threw his blond locks back (which were of a wig, most would be pretty sure of) and glared at Izzy.
"Okay redhead," he growled, "it's time for my revenge."
He grinned sadistically. "You beat me several times, you insulted my food, and you went through my things several times; I'm also certain you stole my favorite carving knife."
"I lost my whittling knife," Izzy said, staring in fear at the plane.
"Well, revenge is mine, maggot," Chef Hatchet bellowed. "I'm gonna fly you to your next destination, where your flag is! And I remember how much you hate a shaky ride, so this is gonna be more shaky than a jackhammer!"
He cracked his knuckles, then blew on his nails, since the polish was still a little wet. "Ready, red?"
Izzy swallowed, then whimpered.
"Maybe you'd like your boyfriend to ride with you." Owen screamed in horror.
"No no no, I hate flying," he shouted in terror. He shoved Izzy towards the plane, and added, "Take her, take her, just don't take me, weird cross-dressing cook!"
He ran down the hillside, wailing and waving his arms in terror.
(Confession Cam - And he runs away screaming!)
Owen - \looking ashamed\ "I've got to learn to not do that anymore...
"You know what? I won't anymore! I vow right now, right here, that I'll be braver! A better boyfriend, a better person!"
\He farts, then laughs.\ "Well... not here, at least. I'll let it all out and then I'll work to be a better person! Here goes..."
Leshawna - \She comes in and sits down. After opening her mouth, she closes it and her eyes water. She runs out gagging.\
Joel - \He has his top pulled up over his nose and mouth.\ "Why's it stink so much in here? Yuck yuck yuck... in the name of Mr. B Natural, I'm getting an air freshener for this stink house!"
Izzy stared at her departing boyfriend. "He did it again," she said with a heavy sigh.
Cody came up and patted her shoulder. "I'm sure he didn't mean it. See, we're not allowed to go with you in this part."
The crazy girl, who wasn't looking very crazy right now, shrugged and walked towards the plane like one walks to the end of their life. "Fine Chef, I'll take a ride."
"Most excellent, red."
"And if I puke, it's gonna be in your lap."
Chef blanched. Cody grinned.
(Confession Cam - And she comes in heaving!)
Cody - \There are about fifteen of those car air fresheners that are shaped like trees hanging from the ceiling now.\ "How can you not love a girl like that, huh? Man, Owen's a lucky guy. I'd love a girl like that. And a little like Beth, little like Gwen. Maybe a wild goth girl who's shorter than me and loves animals..."
Katie & Sadie - Katie - "Would you date Cody if you had to dye your hair?"
Sadie - "Oh I totally would, but you'd have to dye your hair too!"
Katie - "I'd do it for you, my BFFFL!"
Together - "Eeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Lindsay - \staring up at the pine tree air fresheners\ "Oh my, the outhouse has trees growing in it! I'll get some water to help them out!"
Raccoon - \looking up at the air fresheners too, chittering with English subtitles\ "holy crap, there r trees growing down frum teh sky now; if tht dunt beet al"
Izzy got in the plane and slammed the door shut; it fell off, and she winced.
"Wish you had your boyfriend right now, huh red?" Chef Hatchet said with a real dash of meanness that made Izzy want to put a firecracker in his bellybutton.
"Owen hates flying quite a bit, it would seem," she said, a little bitterly. "I wish my Zeke or Cody was here instead."
"Yeah right, those two are too good for the likes of you, red."
"Okay, that tears it," Izzy shouted, and shoved Chef out of the plane, knocking off the pilot's door. "Out, baby, out out out! I'm flying this to my flag!"
She started to buckle herself in, grabbed a helmet from the floor and put it on. Then she tapped her chin and asked Chef Hatchet on the ground, "Oh, where is my flag?"
"It's in the middle of the campgrounds, but," the cook stammered, "I thought you were scared to fly!"
"I am, terrified right down to my core," she said. "Doesn't mean I don't know how to!"
She started up the engine, and grinned evilly. "Oh and by the way, blue isn't your color, you look awful as a blond, and that skirt makes your thighs look fat!"
Then she took off in Chris's rickety, yellow plane, laughing and screaming at the same time. She shot over Cody and the treetops, doing a loop-de-loop.
"Wheeeee," she cheered. "This was such a bad idea, wheeee-aaaaah! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die, but I'm gonna have so much fun while I'm doing it! AAAAAAH!!"
Chris sat down with the fans of Bridgette, tapping his foot. "So, how you guys enjoying waiting?"
Leshawna rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, laugh it up, host boy. Least we're not out there fighting our phobias and whatever freak surprises you planned."
"I didn't plan any extra surprises."
The yellow plane soared overhead, Izzy's terrified cackling heard by all the people sitting down. Chris looked up and frowned.
"Chef's supposed to circle the island once," he said. "Oh well, as long as he scares her enough, I guess it's okay."
Izzy then flew overhead again, so low that all the campers and Chris Maclean threw themselves on the ground. The host gasped in terror and held his hands over his precious hair.
"How's it feel, pretty boy?" Duncan asked, grinning wickedly.
"Man, I think I'll scrap that plane to make sure it never strafes anyone ever again!"
Izzy flew over them one more time, barrel-rolling.
"Whoa, I'm doing one, Peppy," she screamed, as she went round and round. "I'm gonna throw up, all those bugs are crawling back up my throat! Wheeeee-gaaaaaah-wheeeee!"
The host watched as the plane soared off, and Chris felt it was safe to stand up. "Man, Chef's one mean guy.
"So, fans of Total Drama Comeback and present losers, how much fun are you having?
"Who do you think is going to win? Ezekiel, Bridgette, or Izzy?
"Who's phobia is worst? Prairie Boy facing Eva, Surfer Girl alone in the woods, or Crazy Hose-Beast on a wild plane ride?
"And just what the heck WOULD Izzy do with ten thousand dollars? Would it get her back on the RCMP's wanted list?"
(Confession Cam - And he finishes up announcing!)
DJ - "I wonder why he leaves us with those questions. Wouldn't they already be on our minds?"
Geoff - "Boo hoo hoooooo! I'm so sorry, Bridgette! I'll make it up to you, babe, I swear it!"
Trent - "You know, I just realized something. This'll be the last time, more than likely, that we'll be on this island! No more crappy campground, no more bears..."
Justin - "No more smelly communal restrooms, no more shark-infested waters, and the air here makes my hair frizzy, and poor Beth hates the bugs..."
Beth - "No more trash-covered beaches, no more being woken up at five or six AM by a rude host flying a plane or helicopter! Things are finally going to be back to normal!"
Lindsay - \She is hosing the pine tree air fresheners on the ceiling.\
Harold - "What the heck's wrong with this can? Wet air fresheners dripping water, it smells like sewage and salt water, and... oooof!"
\The raccoon falls down from the roof, an air freshener in its mouth. Harold stares at it for a second, then scratches behind the creature's ear. The raccoon groans happily and leans into the scratching.\
Harold - \sighs\ "I'm gonna miss this place. Except for the food, of course."
Part 2, the end of the final contest, is approaching! Who's it gonna be?!
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The end is near! It is nigh! It is inevitable! Place your bets, your rounds, your heads, your best of guesses!