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To Everybody - Have you placed your bets yet?
And now, without further stalling, on with the (near-end) of the show!!
Chapter 52 (Day 20, Part 2) - The Moment You've All Been Waiting For, But Didn't Expect It to Go Down Like This
Chris was sitting with the ex-campers as they waited for any sign of the three finalists. Owen, Cody, Heather, Tyler, Gwen, and a sobbing Geoff were back with them.
"Bridgette...," the party man cried. "Oh why couldn't I be with you?"
"So," Katie mused, "what are you guys going to do when you get home?"
"I'm gonna eat a lot of bacon," Owen declared.
"Take a long, hot shower," Lindsay griped. "My skin is starting resemble something hideous, like the creature from the Black Monsoon."
"I'm going to see if I can find a loophole to Chris' contracts," Gwen remarked.
"I'm gonna be sitting here," Noah growled, "waiting for these three slowpokes to finally get here!"
"Don't call my Bridgie a slowpoke," Geoff bawled. "Oh, my Bridgie! What's taking you so long? Are you hurt or sick or dying or throwing up? BOO HOO HOO!"
"I think we need to cut to a quick commercial break," Chris said.
"We just got back from a commercial break," Courtney shouted. "... Didn't we?"
"But alas, we didn't let the audience see the commercial!"
Joel is sitting at a table, looking bored. The salesman with the cheesy grin is facing the camera.
"Would you like to relive Total Drama Comeback as many times as you can, as fast as you can?" he said in all the cheesiness a man could bear. Joel was visibly wincing.
"Then buy the Total Drama Comeback Action Bar! It's a little add-on that allows you to select what day of TDC you want to see, and what part."
"That's already built into the written transcript of the show," Joel wailed, banging his forehead against the table. "Oh, I'd rather have a case of hemorrhoids than do another of these commercials."
"And for those of you purchasing the TDCAB, we offer the TDC Hemorrhoids Cream," the cheesy grinning salesman said, holding up a small cream case.
Joel made the sound of a squeeze toy being stepped on.
"It's what's best for those darn hemorrhoids of yours that are swollen, inflamed, and/or contagious!"
"Hemorrhoids aren't contagious! For the love of secret agent Super Dragon..."
"Yes, your hemorrhoids will never bother you again! You'll be hemorrhoid-free for the rest of your days-"
"STOP TALKING ABOUT HEMORRHOIDS," Joel shouted, shoving the cheesy grinning salesman off the screen. "It's causing me discomfort just hearing the word! There are kids watching this show, you fool, we don't want to be blamed for scarring them for live!"
He sighed, then turned to the screen. "Kids, if you're still curious, Google it. That is, if you can spell hemorrhoids."
Joel let out an embarrassed groan. "I still cannot believe I agreed to do those commercials."
"I really don't want to know why they're merchandising Total Drama with hemorrhoid cream," Trent muttered.
"Stop saying that word," Courtney wailed. "I'm with Joel, it's such an unpleasant word! I feel like wailing like Geoff when I hear it!"
"Oh, Bridgette," Geoff sobbed. "We've been waiting for you for so long, and these commercials suck! Boo hoo hooooooo!"
"Geoff," Harold said, drumming his fingers together, "you really shouldn't sob. Bridgette's going to be fine."
"Then why isn't she back yet?"
"Because it's a long trek. All three of the campers have a long trek, gosh. They're all fine."
"Waaaaarrrgh," Izzy wailed as the plane did a loop-de-loop without her meaning to. "I'm so gonna die-yi-yi-yiiiiiiiii! Waaaah, Wright brothers, I hate you!"
Bridgette fled from a skunk who had apparently had a crush on her, and was following her with a smile on its skunky face.
"Stop following me-eeeeeeee," Bridgette wailed. "I don't want to be sprayed again, please!"
"Get down here so I can kick your ass!"
"No, Eva," Ezekiel shouted up from the tree. "I doo'nt want my ass kicked, eh!"
"You coward! A little ass-kicking never hurt anyone!"
(Confession Cam - Boy, this looks bad.)
Izzy - "I am never flying again. EVER."
Bridgette - "I am never going into the forest again. NEVER."
Ezekiel - "I wonder why Eva still hates me, eh. Or... maybe she's just like that with everyone."
Izzy screamed as she accidentally dive-bombed the plane towards the ground, near the campgrounds. It bounced off the ground once, twice, then landed upside-down and crashed into the Killer Bass cabin. The patio was smashed, and the wings of the plane were knocked off.
And from the wreck, a green-clad redhead crawled out. Izzy crawled from the twisted wreck, kissed the ground that she missed so very much, and then stood up.
"That was the most awesome ride ever," she shouted, then beat on her chest and let out a Tarzan yell. "Izzy is queen of the skies, and now..."
She walked over to the center of the campgrounds, where her flag was. She yanked it out of the ground and let out another roar of triumph.
"Izzy is also queen of the earth! Now no one will take the ten thousand dollars away from me!
"... Except for Ezekiel and Bridgette. Better hurry!"
She left the sight of destruction, the upside-down airplane crashed into the cabin, behind her.
(Confession Cam - Izzy on a Plane.)
Chef Hatchet - "I ain't cleaning that up." \He looks up at the pine tree air fresheners in the outhouse.\ "And I ain't cleaning this up either."
Joel - "Now I'm really glad I didn't let Chris talk me into using my flying machine for the challenge."
Bridgette, who had lost the skunk some time ago, almost stepped in the snare trap, her foot millimeters from planting on the ground. She threw herself back so hard, she actually fell down on her butt.
"Chris, you jerk," she grumbled. "I could have really hurt myself."
The raccoon was running back home after a long rant in the confessional can. As Bridgette picked herself up, it stepped in the snare trap and was hoisted up into the air. Chattering in rage and then fear, it started to whimper in fright.
Bridgette had a moral dilemma here. She could either waste more precious time and save the raccoon, or hurry to the finish line and win the ten thousand dollars.
About zero-point-three seconds of thinking about it, Bridgette was climbing up the tree, leaving her flag pole on the ground. "Hang out, little gray buddy, I'll get you down," she called out to him.
The raccoon watched her as she shimmied across the branch that the snare was tied to. Untying it but making sure it didn't drop, she began to slowly lower the raccoon to the ground.
"There you go," she called out.
The branch she was on shook and began to crack. Bridgette's eyes widened in fear as she heard it snap, and she plummeted to the ground with the broken branch. Landing painfully on her stomach, she whimpered and hissed in air.
"Okay," she hissed. "No... shooting pains. No broken bones... I'll be fine."
Picking herself up slowly, she looked around for her flag pole; to her great surprise, the raccoon was holding it up for her.
Smiling at the gray critter, she took her flag back, and started on her way back. The happy raccoon cheered her on.
(Confession Cam - Raccoons being nice? What's up with that?)
Bridgette - \smiling\ "Who says no good deed goes unpunished, huh?"
Raccoon - \chattering in Raccoonian, subtitles in English\ "i wantd 2 keep flag as suveneer, but... i iz a sucker 4 blonds, 2 b honst... so purdy."
\He does a little raccoon swoon, then stares at the camera.\ "wht? u kno how hard it iz 2 find blond racoon grl?"
Ezekiel was much like Bridgette was a couple minutes ago: balancing on a tree branch. Eva was staring up at him, one of her eyebrows cocked in amusement.
"You sure are going out on a limb, prairie boy," she cracked.
Said prairie boy stopped, and smacked his forehead. "Oh Eva... aren't you ashamed?"
The fitness buff didn't react at first, then hung her head and sighed. "Yeah, a little."
While she was distracted with her shame, Ezekiel leapt from the tree. Wincing at the fall, he bolted towards the flag. Eva snapped to attention and took off after him, but she was too late. He grabbed his flag pole and yanked it from the ground.
"Ha! I got it, eh," he shouted, then braced himself from the inevitable beating.
But it never came. Eva stood there, inches away from grabbing his jacket with an outstretched, frozen hand. She snarled and snapped her fingers.
"Damn it," she cursed. "I failed."
"Huh?"
"I was supposed to stop you from getting the flag, and now you have it," she explained. "Well, you're to head back to the start now."
She gave him a friendly shove, which from Eva meant she knocked him onto his back and sent him skidding a couple feet.
"See you there, Home School."
"Okay... Eva. Ow."
Eva sprinted off, leaving the prairie boy to stand up and groan in pain.
(Confession Cam - Was that supposed to be affectionate?)
Eva - \shrugging\ "He's not that bad a kid."
Ezekiel - "Man, I hope whoever ends up dating Eva is as strong as her, eh, or he's gonna need some great medical health care!"
The ex-campers, including a grumpy Chef Hatchet and Eva (who was sitting in the Bridgette bleachers), waited patiently. Chris was done setting up ribbons in front of the three finishing lines, ones fragile enough that someone would tear them if they ran into them.
"How'd you get here so fast, Eva?" DJ asked her.
"I ran."
"But Ezekiel's not back here yet."
Eva raised an eyebrow, as if to dare DJ to continue comparing her fitness skills to Ezekiel's. The gentle giant did not.
"So...," Beth mused, clearly bored.
"We might just be sitting here for another episode," Noah grumbled.
"Would they really do that to us?" Cody asked nervously.
"I think Chris might be a Dragonball Z fan."
"\censored\ that," Duncan scoffed. "Anyone got a deck of cards?"
"I've got a whiffle ball," Cody said.
"Not exactly the same thing, Cody."
"Right, sorry."
"... Okay, I'm just gonna bit the bullet and ask. Why do you have a whiffle ball?"
"Not sure, really. I just picked it somewhere, and now I have it."
Lindsay tapped her lips. "What's a 'whiffle'?" she asked.
Before she could get an answer, Katie and Sadie leapt up and squealed in joy. The other ex-campers looked around to see Izzy running down her pathway, looking like she had just crawled away from a wreck (which she had).
Geoff whimpered, then something caught his eye as well. It was Bridgette, scratched up and dirty, coming down her pathway of blue flags. The party man let out a cheer that badly startled all the other Bridgette fans, and started jumping up and down.
"Go, Bridgette, go go go," he cheered.
Heather and Tyler exchanged nervous looks, staring at the pathway that Ezekiel was supposed to come down.
"What could be taking him so long?" Heather muttered. "If he's not here soon-"
"There he is," Beth declared, jumping up on her feet.
Sure enough, Ezekiel came running into view, coming around the large lake near the finishing area. His fans started to cheer and whoop; even Heather was on feet calling out to him.
Ezekiel, Bridgette and Izzy all stopped for a quick breather, as they had been running for some time now. When they looked up, they noticed how frenetic the ex-campers were becoming, and each spied the other two nearby.
"Oh man, this is...," said Ezekiel.
"... going to be cutting it...," said Bridgette.
"... really friggin' close!" said Izzy. "Right down to the friggin'!"
They took off running again, desperate to get to the finish line first. Bridgette was heaving as she ran, her legs feeling like lead. Ezekiel was rounding the lake, sweat running down his forehead. Izzy was leaping every few steps, holding her flag pole in the air proudly.
"Just a little more, Bridgette," Geoff called out.
"Go Izzy go," Owen shouted.
"You can do it, Ezekiel," Heather declared.
Izzy tripped and fell, landing on her face. As those cheering for her gasped and then shouted at her to get up, Bridgette and Ezekiel realized this was the time to pick up the pace.
The prairie boy ran alongside the lake's shore, ignoring the terrible stench that emanated from the water. There was also some mysterious bubbling going on in the center.
Ezekiel tried to ignore that too, but that was hard to do when there was a large splash. The prairie boy glanced at the splashing, and froze when he saw a large, orange, octopus tentacle rise up from the water.
"C... C... C...," he began to stammer.
The large octopus rose up from the waters, and set its eyes (one a little black and throbbing) on Ezekiel.
"C'THULHU!!!"
"Of all the guest appearances for the last challenge," Izzy shouted, "why him?"
"He's like a bad case of hemorrhoids," Cody cried out, "he's just not going away!"
(Confession Cam - He's back, baby.)
Joel - "My mom's a sea creature expert, so I know a little something about the giant octopus, nicknamed by scientists as C'thulhu, like Ezekiel and some of the others here have called it too.
"C'thulhu are octopi that grow to enormous sizes, and feed on large fish at the ocean. They are not bright, but they do have a fixation tendency. Once they have decided what their dinner is, they will follow that prey and try to eat it no matter how long it takes, even if they starve to death during the chase.
"I guess that's how determined this C'thulhu was. It managed to crawl across land to get in Wawanakwa Lake, because it knew this was Ezekiel's 'home.' I don't know why it has a fixation on Zeke...
"Come to think of it, we missed a lot of the warning signs. Wawanakwa Lake was devoid of other life forms, all scared away by the creature; the wet and slippery trail from the beach to the lake; and the awful smell that was left behind.
"I wonder if Chris knew about the C'thulhu lurking in Wawanakwa Lake... naw, probably not. He would've made it part of the challenge if he did."
Ezekiel dropped his flag pole, terror overriding his body. He took a couple steps back, shaking and pale. One of C'thulhu's tentacles reaches out and plucked him up.
"No," Izzy screamed as she stood up. "Not my Zeke!"
The redhead bolted towards the lake, where C'thulhu was lifting Ezekiel up in the air, waving him around in what seemed like an octopus's victory dance. Izzy tore through her finish line ribbon and Zeke's ribbon as she leapt at the edge of the lake onto the octopus's face.
"Let him go," she shrieked, and then stabbed C'thulhu with the pointed end of her flag pole. "I'll kill you dead this time!"
The giant octopus thrashed, trying to swat away Izzy. The redhead bounced all around his rounded head, avoiding being hit.
Bridgette had run towards the lake, tearing through her victory ribbon as she called out, "Zeke! Zeke, hold on!"
C'thulhu let out a gargling growl as it pulled out the flag pole imbedded in its head. Bridgette took this time to shout, "Izzy, catch," and hurled her flag pole like a javelin.
The redhead did catch the flag pole, and stabbed this one deeper into the wretched octopus. It roared an wet roar and thrashed some more.
"Ooo, get the camera on this," Chris Maclean told the cameraman. "This'll make awesome TV."
"You jerk, that monster's trying to eat Ezekiel," Heather shouted. "Do something!!"
"Right, like I have a can of Octopus-Away," Chris replied, shrugging his shoulders. "But I am doing something, by the way, I'm highlighting his final moments for his family before he becomes sea food."
(Confession Cam - Chris Maclean, ever thoughtful.)
Heather - "Looking back, I really should have just pushed Chris into the lake as a distraction. I really, really should have."
Heather's eye twitched. She watched in terror as her boyfriend was being waved around in the air by the giant octopus; he looked like a rag doll, yet his toque remarkably stayed on.
Tyler, also panicking, noticed Ezekiel's flag pole lying on the ground. Running over, he picked it up, shouted, "Izzy! One more," and then threw the pole like a javelin...
... straight into the ground.
The jock winced and tried to pull it out, but he had imbedded it too deep into the ground. He strained to pull it out, with Heather and DJ helping him. When they finally managed to get it out, Harold picked it up.
"Harold, what are you doing?" Heather shouted, staring at the lanky nerd. "There's no way you can-"
"Izzy," he called it out. "Catch it and slay the Great Old One!"
He hurled with Olympian precision, and Izzy barely managed to catch it. With a furious cry, the redhead plunged the final flag pole into the octopus.
C'thulhu let out a roar, thrashed about, then shivered. With a sad little gurgle, it went wobbled unsteadily, and then sank down. The tentacle waving Ezekiel around let go of him; he fell into the water, as did the limp tentacle.
The mighty sea beast known as C'thulhu was dead. It bobbed in the water lifelessly, its tentacles splaying out.
Izzy, not spending time to boast or pose (unusual for her), leapt into water after Ezekiel. She resurfaced holding the prairie boy in her arms, and carried him to the shore.
"Is he breathing?" Bridgette asked, running to her fallen friend's side.
"I don't know," Izzy said, "so I'll give him mouth-to-mouth."
"Wait wait wait," Heather shouted, grabbing her shoulder. "You aren't his girlfriend, I am! I'll be giving him mouth-to-mouth!"
"I give better mouth-to-mouth!"
"You just want to put your lips on his, and that won't fly by me!"
"You're just jealous because I'm a better mouth-to-mouther than you!"
"Why you... psycho hose-beast!"
"Spoiled rich witch!"
"Um... girls?"
Ezekiel sat up, looking at the two arguing girls. "I... I am conscious, I doo'nt need any mouth-to-mouth, eh."
Bridgette hugged her friend as Izzy and Heather stared. "I thought we were going to lose you for a minute there," she sobbed as she clung to her friend.
"I almost became sea food, ayup," Ezekiel said, then glanced at the dead C'thulhu. He shivered and added, "He's still not any less terrifying dead, eh."
"But he is dead, never to eat my Zeke again," Izzy declared, then glomped her friend, knocking him to the ground.
"Hey get off him, you crazy girl," Heather shouted, pulling Izzy off. "He just nearly became lunch, don't kill him right after he was just saved!"
"I was the one who saved him, I get glomping rights!"
Chris stood over them, chuckling. "Zeke, congratulations, I'm sure we can get you on that nature show that shows those wicked scenes where animals attack humans."
"That's just peachy, eh," the prairie boy replied sarcastically.
"We actually send a lot of footage of Total Drama to them, they love us," the host continued laughing.
There was silence for a few seconds, then Noah asked the question on everyone's mind.
"So, are we continue the contest, or what?"
Ezekiel looked at his flag pole, embedded in the dead C'thulhu. "Um, I really doo'nt want to get my flag back from there, eh."
"Doesn't matter," Chris said. "You see, while Ezekiel was busy playing with C'thulhu, we had a couple other people cross the finish lines in their attempts to save him. So...
"I declare Bridgette and Izzy the winners of Total Drama Comeback!"
The group of campers went wild, and crowded around the two girls, who were both in shock.
Izzy yelped as Owen lifted her up and onto his shoulder. "Izzy won," he shouted, the biggest of smiles on his face. "Izzy won TDC! Izzy wins the ten thousand dollars!!"
Bridgette was seized by a very happy Geoff. "You did it, you did it," he chanted, then lifted her up and twirled her around. After the shock wore off, she began to cheer and laugh too.
Ezekiel hung his head and sighed, utterly defeated. His toque, which had managed to stay on during the attack, fell off and into his lap. "Stupid octopus," he muttered
Heather hugged him from behind. "I'm so sorry, Zeke," she said, "that was completely unfair. We outta kill Chris."
"Yeah, damn that host and his stupid technicalities," Tyler shouted. He picked up a rock and hurled it at the dead, giant octopus (missing it). "And that stupid 'C'hulu'!"
Beth, Justin, Noah, and Joel were also by Ezekiel, trying to comfort the one they had cheered for. The prairie boy looked up at them and brushed his bangs away from his eyes.
"Oh, I guess it's not too bad, eh," Ezekiel admitted. "I did my best. I do not have any regrets, eh."
Heather picked his toque on his lap, and put it back on his head. "You really amaze me, Zeke; you're such a weird guy at times, accepting defeat."
"I really cannot be that upset, eh," he replied. "I'm alive, and two of my friends won."
Bridgette and Izzy hugged each other, shouting in joy. Their friends around them cheered and pumped their fists in the air.
"We won, we won," Izzy shouted. "Izzy, Warden of Nakwa, Tyrant of the Sky and the Earth, C'thulhu Slayer, has won!
"... Man, is my title getting long! Maybe I'll call myself IWNTSECS!"
The surfer girl nodded and jumped into the air. "I cannot believe it! I actually won! I never thought it possible!"
"I always did," Geoff declared, then took her in his arms again, and gave her a passionate kiss. Bridgette melted into it, holding her boyfriend.
Owen, not to be outdone, picked up Izzy and kissed her too. The redhead swooned, and after she was released, she gave Owen a sly smile.
"I'm still a little mad at you for ditching me at the plane."
Owen winced, and said, "Errk, I'll make it up to you?"
"You'd better, Owen," she said, then giggled and kissed him in return.
Bridgette managed to separate from making out with her boyfriend long enough to get to Ezekiel. She smiled sympathetically and said, "You okay, Zeke?"
"I think I will be, eh," he said, patting Heather's arms which were wrapped around his chest.
The blond surfer patted his shoulder. "You did well, and just between you and me, I would have given you another chance at this since that stupid octopus interfered."
"Least I knoo' it's dead, and not coming after me anym'oor."
Bridgette would have said something else, but Izzy jumped on her back. "We win," the redhead shouted. "Victory goes to the girls! I'm ten thousand dollars richer!
"Izzy gonna buy herself some D-cups!"
Silence. Crickets chirped. The dead C'thulhu bobbed in the water, and a squirrel poked it with a stick.
"I'm just kidding!"
The cheering resumed, and Izzy and Bridgette were lifted into the air. The two winners of Total Drama Comeback were the happiest people in all of Canada.
(Confession Cam - And that's the game!)
Ezekiel - \sighs, then shrugs\ "Maybe next season, eh."
Bridgette - "I cannot believe I won! I'm so happy! Though it would have been a little nicer to have won without one of my friends being in mortal peril... but you know, I guess it's always going to be something like that on Total Drama."
Izzy - "Izzy number one! Izzy number one! Izzy..." \She stops and ponders.\ "Though about those D-cups... naw, I'd hate to get back pain! And it's hard to snoop around on the ceiling when you got two volleyballs in your shirt!"
(Later that day, at the Bonfire Ceremony.)
The large bonfire raged as it normally did, casting a warm glow on the scene. Everyone was seated, Bridgette and Izzy at the front. The two exchanged happy glances as they waited for Chris.
"What's taking that man so long?" Bridgette mused.
"Maybe he's re-gelling his hair?" Izzy asked.
Ezekiel scoffed. "There's enough gel in his hair that one day, they'll find fossilized mosquitos and clone dinosaur DNA from them, eh."
Izzy laughed, then she hugged Ezekiel (much to Heather's chagrin). "Izzy sorry you didn't win, Zeke."
"Oh, it's okay," he said, shrugging. "Maybe this is the final bit of karma from what I said first season."
"Don't be silly. Although," Izzy tapped her chin, "you did just lose to a couple girls. A couple hot, skilled, and victorious girls."
The other campers began to laugh, but it wasn't about what Izzy said. Ezekiel and Izzy heard some loud clanking sounds, and turned to see Chris Maclean dressed in a full suit of plate armor. The two burst out laughing along with the others.
"Yeah yeah, go ahead and laugh," the host said as he lifted up the visor, "but I know you kids by now, and I'm not taking any chances."
"You look ridiculous," Chef Hatchet said, chuckling.
"Seriously dude," Joel said, "I could have ordered you a riot shield or something."
The host cleared his throat, and his visor slammed shut over his face. Groaning in annoyance, he propped it back up. "And so, after twenty campers have been eliminated," he began to announce, "after twenty challenges have been past...
"Through strife and agony, panic and puke, anger and one wild octopus slaying," the host then held up two marshmallows, one in each hand, "I give the final marshmallows to our winners, Izzy and Bridgette!"
Izzy snatched hers and gobbled it down. Bridgette stared at hers for a few seconds, then ate it too. The twenty ex-campers cheered as the two girls pumped their fists in the air.
"Ten thousand dollars, all mine," Izzy boomed. "Woohoo, the only redhead prevailed! Minorities everywhere rejoice!"
"I cannot wait to get my new surfboard," Bridgette mused.
"Well done, you two," Joel said, clapping his hands. "What are you going to do next?"
Bridgette giggled and shrugged; however, Izzy was rubbing her hands together wickedly. "Oh, Izzy have good idea what," she said, an evil grin spreading across her face.
Before anyone could react, Izzy dashed over to the host and pushed Chris over, knocking him on his back. With a pained cry, the host could only watch as Izzy hovered over him.
"Remember these, Chris Maclean?" she said.
From behind her back, she held up two pitchers: the pitcher of extremely sour milk and the pitcher of blended bugs.
"Oh no no no no," Chris started to chant, attempting to get away but the very heavy armor weighed him down.
"Oh yes yes yes yes," Izzy chanted back. With the cheers and encouraging words from the other campers (and Chef), she sat down on his chest and opened his visor.
"Down the hatch," she cried out before pouring both the sour milk and bug juice on his face. After both pitchers were empty, she slammed the visor shut and shook his helmet around a little.
"BLARGH!"
Chris wailed and thrashed. The incredible revulsion that seized his body made him bolt upright, knocking Izzy off. With more wailing and gags, the host managed to run down the Dock of Shame, and jumped off.
The teenagers all burst out laughing. "Serves you right, you evil man," Heather declared.
"Um...," Bridgette said, tapping her fingers together, "I don't think he can swim with that armor on."
"My God, you're right," Eva shouted. "Quick Chef, go save him!"
"What?" was all the large man could say before Eva picked him up and threw him in the water where Chris had sank. The cook sputtered for air, then dived.
He walked back on the shore, dragging Chris onto the beach. He removed the helmet, and saw that Chris was whimpering.
"Milk... bugs...," the host whimpered, "my... hair."
Chef scoffed. "You nearly drown yourself, and all you care about is your hair? Get your priorities right, pretty boy."
"What a wonderful ending," Gwen mused among her fellow laughing campers, "for such an awful camping experience."
"Makes me wonder how much fun we can have with him next season, huh?" Duncan asked, rubbing his hands together.
"Makes me wonder if he'll try to get back at us," Bridgette mused.
"He can try," Izzy cackled. "Oh-ho, he can try."
Owen smiled and hugged his cackling girlfriend. Geoff wrapped his arms around Bridgette's waist. Ezekiel pulled Heather to him, and winked at her.
"Think we're going to have fun next season?"
"There's going to be forty-four of us all competing. It's going to be twice as long, possibly twice as painful, and we both just might get the boot right off the bat."
"Well then, think we can torment our kind and loving host moo'r next season, eh?"
Heather did a perfect imitation of Chris's voice as she said, "Yes. Yes, we can."
Ezekiel laughed, and kissed his girlfriend. It was truly a romantic scene with the full moon glowing above, the bonfire's warm glow, and Chris sobbing on the beach about his hair.
(Confession Cam - Final words!)
Owen - "Wow! Izzy won the game! That's so... so... awesome! I wonder if she can win again next season! Is that legal? Will it be allowed?"
Sadie - "The season was a lot of fun to watch, but next one, Katie and I are going all the way! And maybe I'll get a boyfriend, eeeeeeee!" \gasps\ "What if it's Cody?"
Geoff - "I'm gonna throw Bridgette a massive celebration party, the biggest one I've ever thrown! That's my girl! The gorgeous babe of skills, God I love her!"
Leshawna - "The two girls are something else. Though next season, little ol' Leshawna's gonna be coming out on top."
Justin - "Impressive job by Bridgette, and I gotta say, I even admire Izzy on her handling that giant octopus. I didn't like being eliminated so early on again, but now that Beth and I are dating, I think I have to say it's been a good run."
Lindsay - "I'm so happy for Gidgette and Lizzy! They really did prove themselves out there! They might even get on the cover of Star Stalker magazine!"
DJ - "Way to go, girls! I think this is a happy ending after all. I... I..." \He stops and begins to sniff.\ "I promised myself I wouldn't cry... aw, what the heck!" \He bursts into happy tears.\
Trent - "Bridgette and Izzy, the winners. Who'd've thunk it, huh? Well, I'm sure Bridgette will make good on her promise to be generous with her prize money... wonder what Izzy's doing with it."
Katie - "Did you see the way Izzy killed that beast? It was all..." \She starts swinging an invisible weapon all around, imitating a lightsaber.\
Duncan - "Sweet finish, man. Like something from a movie, though usually the big strong hero saves the princess from the beast. I think my princess and I will be doing better next season, though."
Tyler - "Man, I was hoping for Zeke to win... but Bridgette's cool, and I guess Izzy is too! Next season though, I'm gonna go further, and I'm gonna win however much money it is!"
Courtney - "Wow, what a finish. Bridgette's so incredible, I don't know if I could donate half of my money to charity... but no matter! Next time, I'll be the one on top."
Eva - "Hmmm, I could have done that, kill that octopus. Would have only taken one flag pole too, maybe even with my bare hands. Still, rather impressive of Izzy. I'll have to find another Great Old One to kill to catch up with her."
Noah - \He is laughing.\ "Did you see that? Izzy gave him the facial treatment from Hell! Oh man, what a wild finish."
Heather - "I'm not sure I want to go through another season. I'm sure Gwen will try to get revenge and try to break Zeke and I apart. And I have my concerns about Izzy." \She sighs.\ "Maybe I shouldn't try to think about the negative. At the least, I ended this season with a full head of hair..." \She flushes a little.\ "... and a boyfriend."
Gwen - "Oh that Izzy. I wish I had thought of that. Well, another season of drama, bad food, and evil challenges is over. Makes me dread next season." \sarcastic\ "I'm sure it'll be just as fun, as fun as a case of hemorrhoids."
Harold - "Season three approaches now! My mad skills will not fail me this time! I cannot wait to see who comes as well!"
Beth - "This season was sensational! I have a boyfriend, I got rid of my stupid braces off, and I did so much better! What if..." \she gasps\ "... what if I win next season? Oh, that would be so great!"
Cody - "Well, I did my best. No girlfriend, but no serious injuries. So I'm cool. Maybe I'll get some respect from the kids at school now. If not, well, I don't care. I got friends here."
Ezekiel - "Can I say that I enjoyed this season? Yes, yes I can, eh. I made awesome friends, I made amends, I have a girlfriend, I couldn't ask for anything m'oor. It was incredible, despite the numerous attempts on my life by killers and giant octopi."
Bridgette - "I still cannot believe I won! I mean, it's so awesome! Ten thousand dollars... well, five thousand... actually, when I think of it, I'm not really spending that much because of charity and college. But still... I won! I guess that makes all I endured worth it."
Izzy - "Izzy is so proud of herself! She won ten thousand dollars! While I'm not sure how I'm going to spend the money, I do know one thing..."
\She ducks down, then stands back up with an apron that says "Kiss the Cook." She is holding a carving knife and a long prong.\
"Izzy's got a lot of octopi to cook up! Sushi or fried, I'm gonna be eating like a Japanese princess for months! Nothing's more delicious than the taste of victory... with soy sauce!!"
Raccoon - \chattering with English subtitles\ "i am realy gonna 2 mis dose guys"
Fuzzy Wuzzums was eating from a bag of marshmallows as the raccoon ran by. The bear tossed him one of the fluffy treats.
"wht we gonna do now tht they leevin us?" the raccoon asked in Raccoonian.
"dat I dunt no," Fuzzy Wuzzums replied in his bear language, "butt maybe Chris renew owr contracts"
"Youguysgotcontrats?" the squirrel asked in Squirrelish. "Man, youguysarelucky."
Sasquatchinakwa shrugged, and said in his Gruntalot language, "guess its time to muv on, eh; I heer they arr lukin for new talent on Canada's Next Model Grrl"
"oh teh talent iz en teh boobs, evurywhun nos dat," the raccoon replied.
"I don't know about you mammals," Groucho the Duck quacked as he tapped his magnum revolver against his shoulder, "but I'm gonna be following those recruits, and continue to monitor the situation."
He flew off, and the four animals watched him depart.
Fuzzy Wuzzums scratched his head, and asked, "y is duck smartest uf us?"
Part 2 done, as is the story. Stay tuned for Epilogue.
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And there you have it! Izzy and Bridgette won Total Drama Comeback!
This is the way it's been planned, ever since the beginning, but do not think your comments have been no influence. Because of requests, comments, and compliments, some things did change. Like Noah and Katie, for example.
Now I'd like to start thanking everyone...
But this story isn't over yet!
Coming up is the epilogue, and I'm not skimping on that. We'll get some last remarks and actions from our twenty-two campers, as well as a sneak peek at some of the new wild and crazy characters that will be joining them next season!
Oh, if you're wondering why I had Ezekiel lose, that's just the way it rolls. And no, it had nothing to do with who's been voted off in TDA, I had the winners planned long before TDA started.
So don't remove this from your chapter alerts, because the epilogue is going to contain some sweet moments, completely hemorrhoid-free.