Hey everyone, it's been well over a month since I posted anything on this site. And there's a few reasons, mainly me being sick a few times and then going through some annoying writer's block with Metamorphia. Initially, I wanted to finish Episode 5 before I came back to this but after a while, I changed my mind. So I decided to release a new episode here instead. I hope you don't mind. Enjoy!
EPISODE 2: NOT-SO-HAPPY CAMPERS, PART 2
Last time on Total Drama Island…
Twenty-two campers situated themselves in this crummy old summer camp, readying themselves to take on challenges and facing judgment from each other. Where we last left off, we were about to take on our first challenge…
"Ey, it's just the first challenge," Tony's voice could be heard saying. "How tough could it be, you know?"
The camera then flashed to all of the campers in their bathing suits, standing by the edge of a huge, deadly cliff.
"You gotta be kidding me," Ethan said with a groan.
…So who'll crumble under the pressure? Who will be eliminated first? Find out here, right now on Total… Drama… Island!
The opening theme music starts playing as a shot of Chris smiling on the dock zooms by until it reaches a wooden sign that says Camp Wawanakwa. It quickly gets burned down by a chuckling Frederick, who held his lighter up with pride.
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doin' fine
The fire burns through a transition and now we see Claudia playing a ukulele and Darci singing along before Lance jumps in and startles the two with a brutal hardcore scream.
You guys are on my mind
As Darci and Claudia run off, Lance laughs to himself before he gets startled himself by a standing Lynn, who just emptily stares at him. After he runs off, Raina shows up and points at a page in her book for Lynn, who smiles as a result.
You asked me what I wanted to be
The camera then does a one-eighty to reveal Wyatt chasing a grizzly bear around until he trips and lands by the feet of a flaunting Isabel, who swings her parasol around obliviously. The bear then chases the both of them away.
And now I think the answer is plain to see
They collide with the outhouse confessional which knocks Ethan out, falling face first. He looks up to see Shelby poking up her glasses and smirking at him, which leads him to get up and frown at her.
I wanna be famous…
The camera then pans over to Mathias winding up a pitch but getting caught off guard by having an egg splattered over his head. It pans over to Amber, who looks embarrassingly apologetic as it was clear she was just trying to juggle the eggs and made a mishap.
I wanna live close to the sun
Inside the mess hall, Chef was cooking some gross soup while Theo watched with disgust before he took out a protein shake. He chugged it all down but coughed up some loose protein powder in a nearby Julie's face.
Go pack your bags, 'cause I already won
Theo quickly tries to clean her face with a rag. Julie pushes him away and runs off flailing until she trips over Ada's leg, who purposely had it extended out.
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
She laughs before turning to see Uriah shirtless and flexing his pecs at her. She rolls her eyes before she reaches out and makes out with him.
I'll get there one day
They topple over one another as the camera transitions to Phillip running around shirtless by the cabins, swinging his jacket around like a mad man
Cause, I wanna be famous…
He gets stopped when Harley punches him square in the face, knocking him out instantly. She wipes her hands after, looking quite confident in herself.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!
Suddenly, Tony is seen running in front of Harley, much to her surprise as he's currently being chased by Madison, whose eyes' were in the shape of hearts.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Tony then crashes into a dancing Zane, both of them toppling over each other. The two pick themselves up, Zane looking annoyed while Tony checks around for Madison before he calms down and puts a toothpick in his mouth.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
The camera then flashes to Craig, smoking a cigar at the dock. He takes a puff and lowers his sunglasses, winking towards the camera as his teeth sparkled with a ding sound accompanying it.
(whistling)
Finally, the last shot shows Chris with a plate of marshmallows and Chef with a butcher's knife standing in front of the entire cast before the camera pans up to reveal the logo for Total Drama Island.
"Okay, today's challenge is threefold," Chris explained with a smug grin on his face. "Your first task is to jump off this one thousand foot high cliff into the lake!"
"I guess that ain't so bad," Craig whispered to Uriah, who shrugged. Craig wore a nice pair of white swim trunks with blue stripes on the side and still had on his sunglasses. Uriah wore a red pair of trunks with white and blue flame designs.
"If you look down, you'll see two target areas," Chris continued. A shot revealed the water below with a large ring littered with shark fins and the way smaller inner ring that seemed to be safe from them. "The wider area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic man-eating sharks!" Chris then let out a sinister chuckle.
"Jesus…" Zane muttered to himself. He wore a pair of blue swim trunks and a white plain t-shirt.
"Inside that area is a safe-zone," Chris said as many of the campers shared nervous looks. "That's your target area, which, we're pretty sure is shark free."
"Are you sure about this?" Amber squeaked, tapping her pointer fingers together. She was wearing a yellow one piece bathing suit and had her hair tied up into a ponytail.
"For each member of your team that jumps and actually… survives," Chris carried on, ignoring her concern. "There'll be a crate of supplies waiting below."
The camera panned over to the beach shore where some wooden crates were stacked on top of each other. "Inside each of these crates are things you'll need for the second part of the challenge," Chris explained. "You'll be building a hot tub. The team with the best one gets to have a wicked hot tub party tonight. The losers… will be sending someone home."
Chris grimaced at all of the campers and tapped a finger against his chin. "Let's see," he pondered. "Killer Bass, you're up first."
Tony took a peek down the cliff and gulped. "Am I really gonna risk my life for this?" he asked himself. He was wearing a pair of plain black swim trunks but still had his toothpick in his mouth. He turned to his teammates and raised an eyebrow. "Ey, who wants to take one for the team and go first?" There was nothing but empty hesitant silence in response.
Harley rolled her neck and frowned. "I'll go, you bunch of cowards," she grumbled before marching towards the edge of the cliff. She wore a grey wetsuit with her hair tied up in a ponytail and she jabbed a finger against Tony's chest. "You better jump as well, Fonzie."
"I will, I will, geez…" Tony assured, nudging away her hand. "Now go on. Show those shark bitches whose boss."
"Do not say that misogynistic term ever again," Harley warned, pushing him away in anger. Then she faced the edge and leapt off, diving straight down into the lake. She never screamed or anything. She just had a determined glare on her face. As she splashed down into the water, everyone soon realized that she missed the safe zone. Many of the campers began to panic as they saw two sharks approach Harley as she resurfaced.
"Welp, she's gonna die now," Tony said with a shrug.
"Harley, watch out!" Zane called in fear.
Harley turned around to see the two sharks right behind her. Instead of getting scared, she simply slammed her fist onto one of the shark's noses. The punched shark wailed in pain and swam away. Harley then gave a menacing glare at the other shark, who swam away in fright shortly after.
"Whoa," Chris remarked. "She's insane."
"And badass," Julie gawked, waving her hands in excitement. She wore a pink bikini and her waving made her breasts jiggle all over. "Oh my god, that was so so cool."
Phillip couldn't help but stare at her with a perverted smile. "Yeah baby," he said to himself, wearing just a black speedo. "Keep jiggling those thangs." He was then struck in the back of the head by Isabel's parasol, causing him to clutch where it hurt. "Ow!"
Meanwhile, Harley was retrieved by Chef via a boat and the next Bass to jump was getting ready. Tony stretched his arms and back. "Aight, if she can do it, so can the Brooklyn Boss," he boasted before leaping off and landing in the safe zone. He sprouted back up and felt around his mouth. "Shit, I lost my toothpick."
Craig decided to go next. As he made it to the edge, Uriah called out to him. "You gon dive with those sunglasses on?" he asked.
Craig lowered his sunglasses and smirked. "It is what it is, cuz," he said before leaping off the edge in a chill manner. He landed swiftly in the safe zone, sprouting back up to give Tony a high-five. Then the two swam their way to Chef's boat.
Uriah watched it all with a big proud smile. "That's what I'm talking about," he said to himself before suddenly feeling someone wrap their arms around him. "What you want, Madison?"
Madison held him close with her eyes in the shape of hearts. "You are so sexy in that swim trunk of yours," she swooned. She was wearing a green bikini with yellow flip flops. "Quick kiss me before Harley sees us."
Uriah seemed amused but quickly dropped his demeanor when he noticed Ada. He shoved away Madison and immediately approached the goddess. She was wearing a sparkly scarlet bikini that was maybe a bit too revealing for some.
"Daaaaamn," Uriah gawked, flexing his pecs at her. "And the award for best swim attire goes to this baddie right here."
Ada covered a smile with her hand. "Appreciate it, big guy," she responded with a wink.
"Oh ho ho ho, yeah baby!" Phillip interjected, squeezing in between the two. "You and I should swim alone together sometime after this challenge. What do you say, gorgeous?"
"Fool, what are you doin'?" Uriah questioned, furrowing his eyebrows at the pervert as Ada gave an uninterested look.
Suddenly, Isabel grabbed Phillip by the ear and dragged him. "You will get a hold of yourself, young man," she demanded. She wore a yellow two piece bikini with white roses patterned on each cup.
"Ow ow ow," Phillip cried as he was dragged back to his team.
Uriah and Ada shared smirks before Uriah jutted his head towards the edge of the cliff. "Guess I'll go jump," he said before running off and leaping freely. "Woohoo!" He splashed into the safe zone, coming back up with a proud smile.
Shortly after, Zane made his way off the cliff. He screamed a little but when he sprouted back up in the safe zone, he let out a relieved chuckle. "Okay, that was, like, pretty fun honestly," he beamed before he entered Chef's boat.
Lance rolled his shoulders and hopped around to hype himself up. "Okay, okay, no thinking, just do it," he said to himself. He was wearing a pair of grayish blue swim trunks.
Darci watched him and smirked. "Don't be a chicken, bro," she mocked. She was wearing a white bikini top with a red bikini bottom.
Lance glanced back at her and rolled his eyes. "Oh very funny, sis," he retorted before turning to Mathias, who was standing next to him. "Ready to crush this challenge with me?"
Mathias didn't respond. He just stood there in his red and white swim trunks, snarling to himself. Lance tapped him on the shoulder. "Uh, dude?" he called.
Mathias slowly turned to Lance, causing the hardcore vocalist to grow uneasy. The pitcher's eyes were psychotic and intense. He looked just about ready to murder someone. "Grrrrr…" he growled.
Lance backed up with his arms out. "Okay, where the hell did this come from?" he asked.
Instead of responding to his question, Mathias simply took off and sprinted his way to the edge of the cliff. Seconds later, he splashed into the safe zone.
"That was weird," Chris remarked. "But add another point for the Bass."
Lance turned to Julie and scratched his head. "Did you just see Mathias right now?" he asked. "What happened to him?"
Julie shrugged with an innocent look. "Maybe it was Chef's food," she suggested before grabbing his hand abruptly. "Anyways, wanna jump together?"
"Wait a sec, I don't-" Lance tried to say before he was dragged away by her. Afterwards, the two leapt off the cliff, him screaming and her giggling. When they splashed down, Chef arrived to pick them and Mathias up.
"Quickly now," Chef grumbled, pulling them aboard.
Mathias took a seat by himself while Lance and Julie shared one together. "That was amazing, sweetie," the cheery girl squealed, excitedly shaking him by the shoulders.
Lance slowly nodded, his face pale in color. "Sure…" he murmured before noticing Mathias. "You okay there, bud?" Mathias did not answer, causing Lance and Julie to share bewildered looks.
Begin Confessionals
Lance patted around his body a bit before feeling his face. "I'm not going insane right?" he mumbled. "The Mathias I thought I knew wasn't some strange figment of my imagination, was it? Like, what is actually up with the guy?"
He then crossed his arms, looking unamused. "And Julie. What kind of drugs is she on?" he asked rhetorically with a frown. "What makes it a good idea for her to just drag me off the cliff like that? She could've killed me!"
(xXxXx)
Julie sat still in her bikini, crossing her legs. "Gonna be honest," she rambled. "I just needed someone to jump with me. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do it. And I knew I had to just go and do it too. Any second thinking would've been terrible for my confidence. It was all in or nothing."
She tapped her chin in thought. "As for Mathias," she continued. "He seems like a totally different person. It's kinda hot!" She giggled to herself. "Oh, I'm having too much fun on this island. I hope we win the challenge as well."
End Confessionals
Chris turned to the remaining three Bass on the cliff. Ada, Amber and Madison. "So… are any of you girls gonna jump?" he asked.
Amber gulped. "What happens if you don't?" she asked.
"Nothing," Chris lied with a shrug.
Amber sighed and rubbed her forearm. "Okay, I'm not gonna jump," she said before immediately getting a chicken hat plopped on her head. "What the-?"
"The chicken path is thataway," Chris informed her, pointing off towards a conveniently placed set of escalators. Amber groaned and left the cliff, leaving just Madison and Ada. Chris smirked at the two. "Are you guys gonna be chicken like your teammate too?"
Ada looked over towards Madison and tapped her chin. "Maybe if you jumped, you'd impress the guys?" she ultimately suggested with a shrug.
Immediately, Madison sprinted towards the edge of the cliff. "Boys, here I come!" she squealed before leaping off and landing in the safe zone. She sprouted back up, waving her hands in the air. "Look at me, I did it!"
Tony smirked proudly. "Atta girl, Madison," he cheered, popping another toothpick in his mouth. Madison blew him a kiss as she boarded onto Chef's boat. Tony gave her a bewildered look in response.
Back at the cliff, Chris pointed at his watch while glaring at Ada. "Tick tock, we don't have all day," he grumbled impatiently.
Ada looked around at the other team and ultimately shrugged. "The competition doesn't look so tough," she said. "I'll take the chicken hat. I still like our chances." Afterwards, Chris plopped a chicken hat over her head and then she left the area, leaving the host with just the Gophers now.
"The Bass have nine points," Chris explained. "You need ten to earn the advantage."
"What advantage?" Ethan asked. He wore a pair of forest green swim trunks with lots of pockets.
Chris pointed towards a set of pull carts. "Those," he stated. "They'll be mighty useful for the second part of the challenge, don't you think?"
"Alright everyone," Theo spoke. He wore a pair of orange swim trunks and a white swim cap. "The Bass have already underestimated us. So let's show them what we're made of." He flexed his muscles and then stepped towards the edge of the cliff. Seconds later, he splashed into the safe zone as the Gophers cheered him on.
Lynn was ready to go next. She wore a black one-piece swimsuit with a red upside down cross splattered on the front. "I hope I land with the sharks," she mumbled before leaping off and landing inside the safe zone. She sprouted back to the surface and frowned. "Bummer…"
Next up was the self-proclaimed Party God. Phillip came rushing towards the edge and leapt off curling himself into a ball. "Cannonball!" he shouted before being abruptly silenced by him crashing into one of the buoys, causing many of the campers to cringe. Phillip laid against the buoy, dazed and slowly slipping off. He then sank in the water for a bit before Chef pulled him out and plopped him onto his boat.
"Me next, me next, me next!" Wyatt hollered as he waved his straw hat in a circle. He didn't wear any particular swimwear as he still had on his overalls and boots. The jolly hillbilly trampled his way to the edge but then abruptly slipped. He came tumbling down, flailing his arms around as he let out a disgruntled "yee-haw". He ended up landing in the shark-infested area and sure enough, the sharks came approaching.
"Oh no!" Isabel gasped. "Wyatt, dear, look out!"
However, to everyone's surprise, Wyatt had one of the sharks in a headlock while he kicked the other in the face. The shark stuck in his grasp flailed around but Wyatt kept firm. "Jus' like wrasslin' with the piggies back in Oklahoma," he babbled until he eventually accidentally choked out the shark. "Holy moly, I just killed it!"
Back at the cliff, Claudia overheard him and nearly fainted in disbelief. She wore a brown one-piece swimsuit with a green diagonal stripe that started from her right shoulder to her left hip and a dark green swim cap. Darci ran up to her and tried to keep her up on her feet. "Are you alright?" she asked with concern.
Claudia wiped some sweat from her forehead. "Oh the despair," she huffed. "I can't bear witness to animals being cruelly murdered…"
Chris snickered a little. "Bah, the shark will be fine," he reassured as the camera panned down to reveal the choked out shark being placed on a stretcher and stuffed into an ambulance as the other shark watched along with tearful eyes.
"That was… wow…" was all Darci could say.
"How could you let this happen?" Claudia grumbled, glaring at the host with contempt.
"I never expected anyone to choke out the sharks, okay?" Chris replied, holding his hands up defensively.
Claudia reluctantly sighed and grabbed Darci by the hand. "Well… I shall be fine enough… Wanna jump together?" she asked defeatedly.
Darci nodded. "Sure," she agreed. The two of them then walked towards the edge of the cliff and leapt off together, landing in the safe zone.
Back at the cliff, Frederick quietly observed the rest of his team. He wore a pair of red and black checkered swim trunks and still had on his cowboy hat. He crossed his arms and cleared his throat. "So, if I were to be correct," he said. "One of us can not jump and we'll still have the advantage."
"Uh, I guess so," Chris affirmed.
Frederick walked up to Isabel and charmed her with a smile. "If you wish not to jump, I'd understand," he offered.
Isabel fanned herself with her hand. "Oh no, it's fine dear," she denied. "I don't mind jumping."
Frederick rubbed his chin and grunted. Then he turned to Raina and pointed a finger at her. She wore an indigo one-piece swimsuit and had on purple goggles instead of her glasses. "Fine, you don't have to jump then," he suggested.
Raina placed a hand on her chest and sighed in relief. "Oh thank you so much," she replied, taking the chicken hat from Chris. "Good luck you guys." She then left the area in a hurry.
Frederick then turned to all of his other teammates. "Perfect," he said, clenching his fist in confidence. "Let's say we get this rodeo started now. We must win that advantage."
Begin Confessional
Frederick sat with his hat tipped down as he chewed on some hay. "Being a leader to these chumps will be too easy," he grumbled. "I mean, did you see how eager that Raina girl was to chicken out?" He then chuckled nefariously.
"It's good to know who our weakest links are," he continued. "So I can play with them how I want. Most of these varmints don't have a single clue when it comes to winning this game. All I need is a couple of allies and then I'll have complete control."
He tipped up his hat and grimaced at the camera. "And I think I already know which fair lady to make an alliance with first," he admitted.
End Confessional
Frederick held his hand out to Isabel. "Shall we jump together?" he asked.
Isabel blushed and grabbed his hand. "Of course, dear," she replied. Frederick winked at her, causing her to blush some more. Then the two made their way off the cliff and into the safe zone. When they resurfaced, Isabel was clinging onto Frederick's side.
Back at the cliff, Chris eyed the last two remaining Gophers. Ethan and Shelby. "Here's the deal," he said. "If both of you jump, you'll get the advantage. If just one of you chickens out, I'm giving the advantage to the Bass, regardless of it being a tie in points that way."
Shelby wore a navy blue polka-dotted bikini with blue goggles to replace her glasses. She nudged a nervous Ethan in the arm. "You know, theoretically, a jump this high should, like, technically be unsurvivable," she explained. "But perhaps the simulation isn't, like, properly adjusted for this, um, particular environment."
Ethan glared at her. "Cut it out, you're making things worse," he said with agitation. "And we are not in a simulation, alright?"
Shelby smugly smirked. "Typical denier," she countered. "One day you will learn to accept the truth."
Ethan crushed his head with his hands in frustration. "Gah, you are so weird," he growled.
"Um, actually, the proper terminology is fully aware," Shelby retorted, crossing her arms.
"Alright, I've had it with you," Ethan scoffed before running off the cliff to get as far away from her as possible. He landed in the safe zone, face red in frustration until he realized what he had done. "Oh wow, I actually jumped."
Shelby looked down from above with a huge smirk on her face. "Perhaps I went a little too far," she said to herself before leaping down and landing in the water next to him. She tried to give him a smile.
Ethan frowned. "You're still annoying as shit," he grumbled, causing Shelby to drop her smile as Chef eventually picked the two of them up
"The Screaming Gophers win the advantage!" Chris announced shortly after. The Gophers cheered and high-fived one another. The Bass groaned in disappointment.
Harley went up to Amber and pointed an angry finger at her. "This is all your fault," she growled.
Amber slowly put her head down but Julie came running and placed a hand on Amber's back. "Hey, she isn't the only one who took the chicken hat," she reminded, pointing at Ada.
All eyes then stared at Ada, who shrugged nonchalantly. "No point in further arguing about this now," she deflected, jutting her thumb behind her. "We have crates to push."
Suddenly, Chris arrived on an ATV with a megaphone in his hand. "Indeed you do," he blared. "The second part of the challenge will begin soon!"
After some time, everyone had changed back into their day clothes. The challenge shortly resumed with the Gophers carrying their crates on the pull carts that they had earned. Frederick led the way, smiling proudly as he did. "Well done everybody," he cheered.
"Told y'all they underestimated us," Theo said, nudging a nearby Darci in the arm.
Darci smiled and glanced over to Claudia, who was still a bit shaken up about the past incident with Wyatt. "You okay there?" Darci asked kindly.
Claudia sighed and ultimately nodded her head but she quickly grew angry when she noticed Wyatt approaching with his pull crate. She pointed a stern finger at him. "Hey, I don't know where you come from," she grumbled. "But where I come from, we don't choke out animals, okay?"
Wyatt scratched his bearded chin. "Sorry missy," he apologized. "But it's kill or be killed. You heard the old man, them sharks were psychic! I can't let them read my mind and spill out all of my secrets. Like that one time I accidentally set fire to my Ma's entire chicken coop. At least we had some good scrambled eggs for a bit, mmmm mmmm!" Claudia nearly fainted again, much to the obliviousness of Wyatt.
Suddenly, Chris rode up to them with an annoyed look on his face. "Hey Wyatt," he grumbled. "I'm not old so watch it!"
Wyatt saluted abruptly. "You got that right, Mr. Host guy sir!" he conceded with glee. Chris just shook his head and took off to catch up with the other team.
The Bass were definitely struggling more as they had to push the heavy crates instead. Ada stared at hers with unamusement before growing an idea. She went up to Uriah, who was carrying a crate with ease. "Won't you be a dear and help push my crate for me?" Ada asked, seductively caressing his beard. "I'm afraid I'm not as strong as some others and could really use a big, sexy man to assist me."
Uriah grinned ear to ear. "Anything for you, baby," he agreed before picking up Ada's crate and plopping it on top of his. He then attempted to push both of them but struggled a little. "Don't worry, I got this." Ada watched him continue to struggle with a smug look.
Harley stared at them both with annoyance while carrying her crate with ease. She then shuffled up to Ada and glared at her. "So, you chicken out on us and then you do this," she grumbled. "Sounds like somebody wants to be the first boot."
Ada turned towards Harley with her fists on her hips and smirked. "You should watch that temper of yours, honey," she said quietly with a wink. "People are less likely to forgive ugly girls for their mishaps."
Immediately, Harley dropped her crate and charged after Ada, who predicted such a reaction. She quickly hid behind Uriah and pleaded with him. "Help, she's coming after me," Ada whimpered, faking a frightened demeanor.
Uriah puffed his chest out and held Harley back. "Fool, what the hell are you doing?" he asked. "Don't be tryna hurt my girl, ya hear?" Harley grabbed Uriah by the wrist and twisted his arm with no hesitation. Uriah yelped out in pain, fully garnering the attention of everybody on the team.
"Ayo, what's the problem?" Craig asked, crossing his arms. "We're already falling behind. Why you out here tryna start fights?"
Zane nodded along with a big look of disappointment on his face. "Harley, you need to take a chill pill, seriously," he added. "We're all getting sick of you."
Harley let go of Uriah, who was nearly in tears and glowered at all of her teammates. "Fine, just blame me for everything then," she seethed. "I don't need your approval anyways."
Zane and Craig shared shrugs before going back to pushing. Uriah picked himself up, massaging his sore wrist before smiling at Ada. "You okay, baby girl?" he asked warmly.
Ada smiled back and kissed him on the cheek. "Oh, you're so brave, dear," she flirted. Uriah shot a wink at her before he resumed pushing their crates. Ada watched him for a bit before turning to Harley with a smug look on her face. "Told ya."
Harley clenched her fists and glared daggers into her. "You watch your ass," she warned, her voice much more gravelly. Ada responded by perking her head up and walking away snidely.
Meanwhile, Tony was minding his business when all of a sudden, Madison started pushing his crate alongside him. He quickly snapped his head to face her, furrowing his eyebrows. "Whatsa matter with you?" he asked, matter-of-factly.
Madison giggled and booped Tony on the nose. "Oh, just wanted to help you out sweetheart," she swooned. "Did I impress you with my jump earlier?"
Tony looked quite confused. "Geez, are you always this horny?" he asked bluntly.
Madison giggled again and snuggled up close. "Oh baby, you haven't even seen me when I'm horny," she purred seductively.
Tony chuckled awkwardly as he gently nudged her away. "You are the wackiest of all the wackjobs," he quipped, trying to find any way to get her to scram without losing his cool.
Madison caressed Tony's cheek with a finger. "I have a lot more jobs then just that, if you catch my drift," she countered playfully. Tony's jaw couldn't help but drop completely as his toothpick fell out of his mouth.
Begin Confessional
Tony sat there with a weary look on his face. "Nah, nah, I've seen girls like her before," he said disapprovingly. "They make themselves look easy and then BAM! You're up to your eyeballs in child support checks!"
He crossed his arms, adjusting the toothpick in his mouth to the other side with his lips. "Never stick your 'you know what' in crazy," he added before smirking and pulling the toothpick out. "Oh yeah, this show is uncensored. I can say dick."
End Confessional
Back at the Gophers and they had just arrived at camp with their crates. Chris had informed them that they had to open them without the use of their hands, which made a few of them confused. Theo grew an idea and raised his foot up. "Hiyah!" he grunted, slamming his leg with full force against the crate, causing it to burst open. Theo crossed his arms after with a proud look on his face. "This is why you never skip leg day."
Darci stared at him with awe. "Wow…" she gawked.
Phillip quickly intruded his way into Darci's personal space with a shit-eating grin on his face. "Oh yeah, I can do that too, babe," he bragged before attempting to kick a crate himself. It backfired immediately as he barely put a dent into it and felt his leg crunch up. Phillip's eyes welled up with tears. "Oww…"
Then all of a sudden, Phillip's crate bursted open with a piece of wood colliding with his nuts. "Awww fuck…" he yelped in a high-pitched squeak as he collapsed down, holding onto his groin area. Most of the other Gophers couldn't help but laugh. Isabel just watched with a disapproving head shake.
Begin Confessional
Isabel sat there fanning herself with a yellow, fold-up fan. "That Phillip fellow sure is something," she remarked. "This entire time he has been doing nothing but failing to impress any of the gals here."
She then straightened out her dress a little. "And while I do wish to find my true love on this show," she continued. "I don't think Phillip is quite the guy for me." She then sighed romantically a little. "Naw, I think I already found the man good enough for little 'ol me."
End Confessional
Frederick used the spur of his boots to cut open his crate with ease before glancing back at Isabel with her crate. "Need some help, miss?" he offered kindly.
Isabel smiled and covered her face with her fold-up fan. "Oh so generous," she replied. "Please do, dear." Frederick nodded and sliced up Isabel's crate shortly after. Then he tipped his hat towards her, causing the belle to blush.
Raina then approached Frederick, tapping her pointer fingers together. "Hey there," she greeted meekly. "I just wanted to say thanks for letting me chicken out without much judgment."
Frederick tipped his hat towards her as well. "Afraid of heights, I'm guessing," he said.
Raina nodded her head. "One of a few fears that I have," she admitted. "Sharks being the other."
Frederick chuckled a little. "Guess this wasn't the ideal first challenge for you then," he quipped.
Raina smiled and poked up her glasses. "Oh yeah," she affirmed before awkwardly standing there for a few moments. "I, uh, guess I'll try to open my crate then." She shuffled her way back, leaving Frederick to slowly grimace to himself.
As Raina headed back to her crate, she noticed Lynn was there for some reason. She wasn't doing anything particular, just standing there awaiting Raina to return. "What's up?" Raina greeted.
Lynn slowly turned to Raina with a dead expression on her face. "Be careful around him," she warned, pointing at Frederick with her eyes.
Raina furrowed her eyebrows quizzically. "What?" she questioned.
"I feel the presence of the devil inside him," Lynn answered nonchalantly before walking away, leaving Raina even more confused.
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Raina sat there, rubbing the back of her head. "'Presence of the devil', huh?" she remarked, deep in reflection. "I don't know what made her make that assumption. From what I can read, Frederick seems like a soft-spoken leader type. Nothing demonic about that."
Raina leaned forward, still deep in reflection. "Why would she even tell me this anyways?" she pondered, rubbing a palm with a thumb. "And yet not tell Isabel as well? He's been hitting it off with her since the beginning. It's so obvious that they'll be a ship." She sighed a little and poked up her glasses. "Well, I see what Lynn thinks possibly later."
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Chris made his way to the Killer Bass, who were still pushing their crates at the beach. "Okay, you guys are kinda falling behind," he informed them. "Like by a lot."
Lance was pushing his crate before stopping to catch his breath. "This isn't fair, dude," he groaned.
Chris smirked. "Shoulda had more jumpers," he replied with a bit of sass. Lance just groaned some more.
Amber was pushing a crate alongside Julie when she heard the disappointment in Lance's voice. "If we lose," she said to her friend. "I understand if you were to vote me off."
Julie, however, didn't seem to agree. "Aww, don't feel so bad," she assured with a gentle pat to Amber's back. "We can work things out with the team, I'm sure."
"I just was afraid that I'd get seriously hurt," Amber confessed solemnly. "I didn't want to disappoint my team but I knew that with my luck, it was a high possibility that I woulda been sharkbait."
"Like I said, we can work things out," Julie repeated. "Besides, I don't think you're 'public enemy one' right now anyways." Both her and Amber looked back at Harley, who was pushing her crate, fuming to herself.
Amber nodded her head slowly. "I guess you're right," she said, feeling a bit better. "Thank you."
Julie smiled welcomingly at her. "No problem," she replied. "You're gonna be just fine."
Back over by Lance, he pushed his crate by himself when he noticed someone began pushing along with him. He looked back and saw Mathias, coldly staring at him. "Uh, hey dude," the vocalist greeted nervously.
"Pick up the pace," Mathias grumbled, his voice much more unhinged. "Losing is not an option."
Lance gulped and sucked in his lip. "You okay, dude?" he asked with concern.
"I'm fine," Mathias replied bluntly, his eyes still in this intense state. "Now pick up the pace, I said." Lance didn't know how to respond and just did as ordered with a very concerned look on his face.
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Mathias sat there with a baseball in his hand. "Didn't expect a certain side of me to come out so soon," he said with a smirk before briefly tossing the ball up and catching it. "Let's just say that I'm one of the most feared pitchers for a reason." He chuckled awkwardly as he slid the ball back into a pouch he had with him.
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Back at the camp, many of the Gophers were pulling supplies out of their crates. Ethan found some hammers and nails in his. "Sweet," he wooed.
"Check it," Theo said, walking over to Ethan. "I found some wood planks, King."
"I have a pool tarp over here," Frederick informed, holding it up. "Think we should get to work."
Theo nodded and gave a thumbs up. "You got it, King," he agreed, heading over to Frederick to get to work.
Ethan stood there checking some other supplies he had gotten when Shelby approached him with her hands behind her back. Ethan looked up and frowned. "What could you possibly want?" he asked.
"Nothing," Shelby shrugged. "Just wanted to, um, like, apologize for annoying you and stuff."
Ethan raised an eyebrow. "For real?" he asked.
"Nothing is real," Shelby instinctively said before catching herself. "Uh, I mean, yeah."
Ethan stared at her for a bit before shaking his head. "Well just leave me alone, okay?" he requested.
Shelby sighed and walked away with her head down. She made her way to one of the cabin porch steps and took a seat, slumping her head into her hands. That's when Claudia took a seat next to her. "Everything alright, Shelby?" she greeted warmly.
Shelby sighed and looked up from her hands. "Oh, um, yeah, I guess," she said. "As alright as I ever realistically could be."
Claudia fiddled with her gems on her necklace. "Is Ethan bothering you?" she asked.
Shelby shook her head. "Other way around," she mumbled. "I think I, um, got too carried away…"
Claudia tilted her head. "What do you mean?" she questioned with intrigue.
Shelby took off her glasses and wiped the lenses with her shirt. "My philosophical ramblings," she explained, putting them back on. "I, um, sometimes get too carried away with them and, like, I think it really bothered Ethan."
Claudia nodded her head in understanding. "Is it a hyper-fixation for you?" she asked, hoping to fully understand where Shelby was coming from.
Shelby slouched down and shrugged. "I guess," she affirmed. "I've always, like, been this weird my whole life. Fashion, dolls, cutesy things. None of them, um, mattered to me. Philosophy was, like, always my passion ever since I was, like, a little girl and stuff."
"And you've been shut down by others because of it," Claudia suggested.
"I mean, yeah, but, um, I've grown to not care about meaningless stuff like that," Shelby replied, drawing something in the dirt with her finger.
"But that doesn't seem to be the case with Ethan," Claudia persisted, flipping some hair behind her shoulder. Shelby nervously looked up at Claudia and seemed to blush. Claudia immediately caught on. "I see… Well, I think maybe for now it's best to give him some space. Perhaps another day you can try again with him."
Shelby nodded and looked back down on the ground. "Thanks, I suppose," she said quietly. Claudia patted her on the back and got up to go help the others with the hot tub.
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Claudia sat there with a calm smile on her face. "Other than the animal abuse, I guess it's been swell with my team," she said. "A collage of different personalities that somehow can coexist in colorful harmony." She tapped her chin in thought for a bit.
"And it was really a sweet pleasure to hear from Shelby," she continued. "Her imagination and passion for such a unique interest truly inspires me. I hope that she and Ethan can one day make amends." She sighed a little. "Alas, I suppose I should seek the same with Wyatt and I. A bit of an odd fellow he is, but a joyful soul is still a joyful soul."
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"Oh look who it is," Darci said as she noticed the Killer Bass approach with their crates. Many of them were pretty exhausted, including Lance. "What took you so long, bro?"
Lance smirked as he caught his breath. "Just making it easy for you so I can extra embarrass you when we end up winning," he mocked before collapsing to the ground. "Fuck, I'm so tired…"
Mathias rolled his eyes and hoisted Lance up onto his shoulder. "Weakling…" he muttered to himself before plopping Lance down on their cabin porch. "Let's get to it, everyone. The other team is already building."
Tony scratched the side of his head. "So, uhhh, what do we do now?" he asked, staring around his other teammates.
Harley scoffed a little. "We gotta open up our crates, dummy," she said with agitation.
"With no hands," Chris interjected, seemingly coming out of nowhere.
Harley crossed her arms and shook her head. "Just great," she grumbled.
Zane stepped forward and clapped his hands to get the attention of his team. "Chop chop everyone," he said. "We can still come back from this."
"Hell yeah," Uriah agreed, flexing his biceps before glancing back at Ada. "Come on, baby girl. You know you want that hot tub party time with this sexy beast, ain't that right boo?"
Ada strutted her way to him with a seductive smile. "You could say so," she said, wrapping her hands around his bicep and biting her lip.
Craig lowered his sunglasses as he watched the two with a smirk until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to see Julie there with a cute smile. "Sup," he greeted.
"Hey, I have a question to ask you," Julie replied.
"Shoot," Craig said with a nod.
"Are you a rapper?" Julie asked, pointing at the man's drip. "Because you dress really cool like one."
Craig chuckled and patted her on the shoulder. "Oh fo sho, I be spitting my occasional heat," he rapped with ease. "Call me LA Shredder, cuz I shred on these beats. When the moment is right, I'll be ready to fight. And won't stop until I get my hands on the prize."
Julie giggled and giddily covered her face. "Wow, you're so flippin' cool," she squealed. "Was that on the fly?"
"Word," Craig affirmed, giving her a smooth wink.
"Hey lovebirds," Harley called, narrowing her eyes right at them. "Less chit-chatting, more tub building. Got it!?" Craig rolled his eyes while Julie shrugged innocently.
As time went on, each team worked on their hot tub. For the Gophers, things seemed to be running smoothly while the Bass seemed to struggle with cooperation. Not to mention, some of their pieces were worn out due to being dragged on the ground while they were in the crates.
Things eventually came to a close when Chris was ready to check up on each one. First, he stopped by the Gophers' tub. It was made brilliantly well, with the water at the perfect temperature. Chris dabbed his finger in and rubbed his chin. "This…" he began to say before giving a thumbs up. "...is an awesome hot tub!"
The Gophers cheered with excitement. Wyatt waved his hat around. "Yeeeeee-haw!!!" he belted.
Chris rolled his eyes and went up to the Bass. Their hot tub looked a little ragged and unstable. When Chris attempted to poke his finger in the water, he recoiled back in pain. "Ouch," he groaned. "Way too hot, man."
Amber sunk her head into her hands. "Oh no," she sighed.
"'Oh no' is right," Chris mocked. "This hot tub stinks." He then grew a big smile. "Which means the Screaming Gophers win the challenge!"
The Gophers cheered once again. Frederick tipped his hat towards the other team. "Better luck next time, my friends," he said with a gentleman-ly smile.
"Oh, shut the fuck up," Harley snapped, not taking his good sportsmanship all too kindly. Frederick just smirked and straightened out his hat, opting to head over to Isabel and hold her by the hand.
Chris turned to the Bass. "After dinner, I want to see you all at the campfire ceremony," he ordered. "Someone from your team will be going home."
The majority of the Bass eyed over to Harley, who crossed her arms and growled. "You all will fucking regret this," she growled intensely.
"Don't think so, sista," Zane countered, examining his fingernails. Harley just groaned disappointedly and looked down at the ground in shame.
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Harley was red in the face as she sat hunched over. "My team is full of a bunch of softies who can't handle a little bit of roughness," she scowled. "I'm a fierce competitor who doesn't back down to nobody. If they don't like that then they can all fuck off."
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At dinner, the campers sat together at their proper tables eating some white slop that Chef had served them. On the Gophers' side, they were celebrating their victory with Frederick leading the charge. "To the Screaming Gophers," he said. "May many more victories for our team come in the future."
"To the Screaming Gophers!" the rest of the team followed with joy.
Wyatt pumped his fists in the air. "We ridin' free tonight," he cheered. "Haven't been this happy since I found out that Elvis Presley is still alive!"
"Uhhh, Wyatt dear," Isabel piped, holding him down a little. "Elvis Presley isn't still alive."
"Well of course he is," Wyatt replied, pointing over towards Chris. "That's him hosting the show."
Isabel stared bewilderingly at the hillbilly for much longer than one would expect before ultimately shaking her head. "You know what, nevermind," she said.
Theo chuckled a little from the other side of the table. "Man, this team is great," he remarked. "We're all a bunch of strong Kings and Queens here. Much love."
Ethan shrugged as he sat next to Theo. "Almost great, I guess," he said, glancing over to Shelby for a bit before shaking his head, causing Shelby to droop her head down and grow red from shame.
Claudia noticed this and cleared her throat. "Ethan, could we talk?" she asked.
Ethan furrowed his eyebrows a little before dropping his spoon and shrugging. "Better than eating this shit, I guess," he conceded.
As the two went off to talk in private, Darci stared emptily at her bowl of slop. That's when Phillip scooted over to her and placed an arm over her. "What's wrong, babe?" he asked.
Darci removed his arm nonchalantly and ignored his concern. "How's your nuts?" she asked mockingly.
Phillip grinned from ear to ear. "The lads are just fine," he joked, causing Darci to roll her eyes. "Come on now, I'm just trying to have some fun with you, that's all."
"Phillip, I'm not really in the mood," Darci confessed.
"Why so?" Phillip asked, nudging her in the arm. "We won the challenge. Come on, get excited."
"Phillip, please, just stop," Darci asked, trying her best to not snap at him.
Phillip seemed to finally get the memo and nodded his head. "Alright then, my bad," he apologized, shuffling away from her. "Didn't mean to bother you."
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Darci sat with a sad look on her face. "Look, I don't mind Phillip that much," she confessed. "But I was just feeling really depressed for some reason." She sighed and rubbed her forearm.
"I can be quite moody sometimes," she continued, wandering her eyes around the confessional booth. "It's just been kinda tough being away from home." She then nervously rubbed her hands together. "And I secretly wish I was on the same team as my brother. As much as we pick on each other, I still love him very much."
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"So what is it?" Ethan asked. He stood outside the mess hall with Claudia, crossing his arms and looking impatient.
"I've been conversing with Shelby," Claudia mentioned. "And she regrets deeply for annoying you."
"Yeah, I'm aware," Ethan said bluntly. "What's your point?"
Claudia took a deep breath and fiddled with her hair. "Well you see, Shelby just has these weird quirks to her," she explained. "She doesn't mean any harm. She just has a strong passion for philosophy."
"Well tell her to keep that passion away from me," Ethan replied bluntly. "Matter of fact, tell her to keep herself away from me, period. I've never met such an infuriating person ever in my life."
He then tried to leave but Claudia grabbed him by the arm. "Ethan please," she pleaded, causing him to turn to face her. "I understand she may have frustrated you but you must try to forgive. You don't have to interact with her but just let the hatred go, okay?"
Ethan looked around for a bit and sighed. "Fine," was all he said before pulling away from her grasp and heading back. Claudia stood there clasping to her gems with worried eyes.
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Ethan had his arms crossed, looking quite displeased. "I honestly don't really care for what quirks Shelby supposedly has," he said. "In a team full of strange personalities, she is easily the worst one. Who cares if she's cute when all she does is blabber about loony conspiracy bullshit."
Ethan paused in his tracks, realizing what he said. "I don't think she's cute," he corrected nervously while his cheeks flushed red a little. "That was a Freudian slip. Yeah."
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Lynn sat by herself at her team's table, eating her slop quietly and contently. She stopped, however, when Raina took a seat next to her. "What?" Lynn greeted.
Raina pulled out a book and placed it on the table. "This is that book I was talking about earlier," she revealed. "The one that's pretty brutal."
Lynn stared at the book blankly. "Why?" she asked.
"Well, I've finished reading it while we were working on the hot tub," Raina explained. "You seemed interested in it so I thought I'd let you borrow it so you can read it yourself."
Lynn moved her eyes up to Raina then back at the book. She grabbed it and held it by her side. "Thank you," she said unemotionally.
Raina smiled and pushed up her glasses. "Hope you enjoy it," she said before noticing that Frederick was staring at them. She waved at him and he tipped his hat, looking away after. Raina then lowered her voice. "So, the presence of the devil, you say?"
Lynn moved her eyes up to Raina again. "Yes," she affirmed.
"I'll keep that in mind," Raina replied, stepping away and leaving Lynn back to her typical solitude.
With the Gophers all having their moments together, things moved on to the Killer Bass where spirits were much different. Zane cleared his throat and smirked. "So all in favor of voting off Harley, say I," he said.
"I," most of his teammates said.
Harley stared down at her bowl, surprisingly not angry but nervous. "You guys are making a mistake again," she pleaded. "You need someone like me on this team. I keep this team in check."
"You almost broke my wrist, fool," Uriah piped, rolling his eyes. Ada quietly nodded along in agreement as she rubbed the man's wrist gently.
"Word," Craig said, sitting next to him. "She's been crazy since minute one." Harley simply clenched onto her own hair and let out a frustrated groan.
Julie took the seat next to Craig and playfully nudged him in the arm. "Looks like Harley here is no fun," she rhymed with a sweet giggle after. Craig couldn't help but smile at her antics. He looked over to Uriah, who nodded his head in approval.
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Craig sat back with his head resting on his hands with interlocked fingers. "What can I say?" he said with a smirk. "The blonde shawty is pretty nice. If my boy, Uriah can get some. I guess I can too." He then pulled out a cigar and lit it up. After taking a puff, he smiled again, flashing his bright white teeth.
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Lance played around with his slop with a spoon, seemingly to look a little bummed. He then felt someone take a seat next to him and adjusted to face them. "Oh, hey Mathias," he greeted nervously.
Mathias seemed to no longer have the intense stare in his eyes. In fact, he seemed pretty much normal. "So we lost, huh?" he replied, stirring his bowl a little.
"Yeah we did," Lance answered, furrowing his eyebrows a little. "You seem okay now..."
Mathias let out a small chuckle. "Did I scare ya with my competitive side?" he asked with a smirk.
"It weirded me out dude," Lance responded. "Do you always get like this?"
Mathias stretched back and rested his head on his hands casually. "I just get pretty intense and focused with competition," he explained. "It's like a switch. As soon as you turn it on, I'm a whole different beast."
"I see," Lance said, nodding his head a little.
"Heh, you should see me when I'm on the mound," Mathias shared. "Take what you just saw and up that by eleven. There's not a batter alive who has faced me and not been scared. Coach says I'm insane but brilliant."
"I'll bet," Lance replied with a shrug. "You know I kinda get like that when I'm doing a show. Just the energy of the crowd and the atmosphere. I definitely feel a sense of intensity within me."
Mathias leaned forward in intrigue. "You in a band?" he asked.
"Hell yeah," Lance affirmed. "We do some really gnarly hardcore shit."
"Nice," Mathias replied with a smile.
Meanwhile, Amber sat by herself barely touching her food. "You're gonna be alright, Amber," she whispered to herself. "No one is even thinking about you right now. Just relax…"
"Ey, you okay there, kid?" Tony asked from across the table. Amber looked at him nervously, unable to say a word. Tony smirked at her and raised an eyebrow. "Nice chicken hat."
Amber looked up and sighed as she still had the hat on. "Are you gonna vote for me?" she mumbled.
Tony rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business, sweetheart," he replied before being abruptly clung onto by someone. "What the hell, Madison?"
Madison squeezed him tightly in a side hug. "Oh, I hope you don't get voted off," she whimpered. "We were just having so much fun together."
Tony nudged Madison off of him and shook his head. "Take it easy, geez," he grunted, crossing his arms. "Man, you're really getting on my last nerves…" Madison, however, didn't seem to care too much about his remarks. She was just fully infatuated by the Brooklyn Boss.
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Madison clasped her hands together and squealed with delight. "Ohmigosh, I can't believe I've already found love," she swooned. "That Tony is quite something. And he has the sexiest accent ever." She started getting all red and giggly. "It turns me on, not gonna lie."
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The camera then flashed to the campfire ceremony where the Killer Bass sat on tree stumps. Sounds of the crackling fire filled the silent tension between all the teammates. Zane nudged Tony in the arm. "So you ready for this?" he asked.
"Definitely," Tony affirmed, shooting a wink towards Harley, who slumped down in shame.
"Killer Bass," Chris spoke, holding a plate of marshmallows as he stood in front of them all. "At camp, marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy roasting by the fire." He showed off the plate to them before moving along.
"At this camp," Chris continued. "Marshmallows represent life." Uriah and Ada both shared smug looks with one another while Craig sat back with his arms crossed, as cool as ever.
"You've all cast your votes and made your decision," Chris said, eyeing each camper thoroughly. "There are only ten marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow."
Chris raised a finger in the air. "The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight," he explained, before pointing off somewhere. "Must immediately return to the dock of shame to catch the boat of losers." He then pointed directly at the campers. "That means you're out of the contest."
Many of the campers grew nervous. Chris smiled a little. "And you can't come back," he added. "Ever!"
After a dramatic pause, Chris hoisted up one of the marshmallows. "The first of these will go to…" he announced. "...Tony."
"Heh, no sweat," Tony bragged as he got up to claim his marshmallow from the host.
"The next marshmallows go to Zane…" Chris continued, allowing each camper time to claim their safety. "Craig… Julie… Lance… Mathias… and Uriah."
The remaining four campers sat on their stumps sharing nervous looks together. Chris eyed them all closely. "Ada, come claim your marshmallow," he ordered.
Ada got up and shot a smirk towards Harley's direction. "Good luck," she mocked, causing Harley to clench her fists.
"Amber… get over here," Chris said, holding up her marshmallow.
Amber sighed in relief, nearly feeling her heart jump out of her chest. She quickly got up and took the marshmallow, hugging Julie shortly after. "Told you, sweetie," Julie squeaked.
Chris stared at the last two remaining campers. "Madison, Harley," he spoke, his voice becoming much more dramatic. "Only one marshmallow remains. Which means only one of you will be here for another three days…"
Madison looked around worriedly, clutching her heart necklace. "Oh dear," she whimpered. "Why am I in the bottom two?"
Harley shook her head. "It's going to be me who's going home anyways," she reassured, seeming to accept her fate at this point. "Hold your horses."
Chris scanned both of the girls as he hoisted up the plate. "The final marshmallow goes to…"
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"Huh!?" Harley gasped, her entire demeanor changing from despair to disbelief. She slowly picked herself up and claimed her marshmallow, eyeing down her teammates. "You are all extremely lucky!" she growled, clenching her marshmallow in her fist.
Madison's jaw dropped as she remained on her stump. Chris smirked and pointed towards the dock of shame. "Probably should've stopped being such a flirt," he said. "Your ride out of here is thataway."
"How can this be?" Madison shrieked, holding her head with her hands in shock.
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Tony sat with a toothpick flexed with his smirk. "I negotiated with the fellas to get them to vote off Madison," he admitted. "Rather deal with the jacked up hothead then that wackjob stalker any day. Plus, Harley's strength could be of good use for our team."
He took the toothpick out of his mouth and flicked it away. "Ey, but don't think I'm letting her slide," he added, pointing directly at the camera. "I don't do any favors for free. She will owe me something, capisce?" He gestured with his hand a little before leaning back, resting his head on interlocked fingers.
"Now what will that be?" he asked himself before shrugging. "I don't know yet," After straightening himself a bit, he grimaced at the camera. "But the Brooklyn Boss always gets what he wants in the end."
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Madison got up from her stool, her face red with embarrassment. "I can't believe you all," she seethed. "You are all a bunch of heartbreakers!"
She went up to Harley and pulled out a roll of tape. "You can take your stupid boundaries and shove it!" she shouted, chucking the roll right at Harley, who caught it with a mildly amused look on her face.
Madison went up to Tony next. "You can take that stupid toothpick of yours and choke on it," she growled, flicking the guy on the nose, causing him to cover it with his hands and look pissed.
Finally, she went up to Chris. "And you…" she grumbled before grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him in for a big long kiss. Every single camper gasped in total disbelief.
Chris pulled away and nearly gagged. "What the hell!?" he yelled, wiping his tongue with his hands. "You had to use your tongue too?"
Madison flirtatiously waved at the host as she made her exit. "Bye sweetie," she farewelled before entering the boat of losers and sailing off with her eyes in the shape of hearts.
Chris was handed a bottle of mouthwash by an intern in which he promptly gargled some and spat it out in the intern's face. Uriah could be heard snickering, which led Chris to frown at him. "Stop laughing," he demanded. "It's not funny… Now go on, get the hell out of her. I'll see you all later."
As the campers left the campfire pit, some chuckling with each other, others gossiping in disbelief, Chris cleared his throat and tried his best to keep things professional. "What an unexpected turn of events," he said, before turning green a little. He swallowed and kept cool. "We'll be back soon with another episode where hopefully no more stupid stunts will be pulled like that…"
Chris then turned to another camera, growing his iconic big smile. "So what's next for our campers?" he asked rhetorically. "Who will be the next one eliminated? And what dentist should I go to after this episode is finished filming? Find out next time on Total… Drama… Island!"
Well, one down. Twenty more to go. Madison certainly isn't a character to take super seriously but it was fun writing her for the time being. And she went out in hilarious fashion. So what do you think of the rest of the cast so far? There was some obvious developments that I'm curious to find out what others think.
Here is the status of the teams:
The Screaming Gophers: Claudia, Darci, Ethan, Frederick, Isabel, Lynn, Phillip, Raina, Shelby, Theo and Wyatt
The Killer Bass: Ada, Amber, Craig, Harley, Julie, Mathias, Lance, Tony, Uriah and Zane
Eliminated: Madison
With that being said and done, stay hydrated and have a wonderful day!