"Season three of Total Drama, folks!" Chris announced from a runway. ""The world is gonna be mine, sea from shining sea. Sadly, I'm forced to share my world with a free-ring traveling teen freak show." A bus pulled up and opened its doors. "They'll be competing all around the globe for another five million dollars, so let's meet our players. Courtney, Duncan, Sol, Gwen, Trent." The five walked out of the bus with their luggage. Gwen accidentally bumped into Sol. "Uh, are there reserved seats, i.e., can I have one not behind Sol and his potions that do who knows what?" she asked.
"I don't do that stuff willy-nilly!" Sol scolded. "What do you think I am, a witch doctor?"
"You learn something new everyday," Duncan commented, making Gwen chuckle. Courtney shot a glare at Duncan while Trent gave Gwen a confused look. "Dakota!" Chris announced as Dakota ducked her head as she got off the bus. "Samey, Phoebe and Sam." He noticed Samey shuddering as Phoebe helped her off the bus. "A-are we really going on a plane?" Samey stuttered.
"Still nervous about flying, huh?" Phoebe asked her. "Don't worry, we'll help you through it."
"Yeah," Sam added as he got off the bus next. "I could show you my games to get your mind off of it."
"Aerophobia," Greg noted as he stepped off the bus, "The fear of flying. It's more understandable than arachibutyrophobia, the fear of peanut buter sticking to the roof of your mouth. Well, to me, at least."
"And some more returning favorites," Chris continued as Greg and Jo joined the others. "Greg, Jo, and-"
"Tremble before me, minions!" Max declared as he stepped off the bus. "This season's villain is here before you! I shall invoke great misery on you all as I, the most EVIL being on the Earth conquers this show! Bring me the plane!"
"The plane! The plane!" Luna squealed. "Let's fly!" She hopped onto Max's shoulders, making him fall over. "Yep, Luna's back," Chris announced. "Also returning this season, Ella and Helga." Both girls tripped over Max and Luna. "You forgot to introduce your future ruler, McLean!" Max scolded.
"And Max," Chris sighed. "Now, our last two competitors need no introduction, but I'll give them one, anyway. He tried to take over my show, but ended up humiliated and blasted out of a cannon. Topher." Topher got off the bus. "May I assist?" he asked Ella and Helga as he helped them to their feet.
"Wow," Ella sighed romantically.
"I have boyfriend!" Helga scolded.
"Of course, Helga," Topher replied as he backed away from her. He turned and helped Max and Luna to their feet. "Thanks," Luna blandly replied.
"Evil does not date," Max told him.
"And she did time in the big house," Chris continued, "But a legal loophole made her able to compete again. Echo." Ominous music played as Echo got off the bus. "No more Mister Nice Girl," Echo declared as she pushed past Greg and made her way towards Sol. "I am in it to win it."
"I thought prison could reform you," Sol whipped back. "Guess that turned out to be false." Echo poked her red clip at his chest. "Is Sunshine still upset that Spareamy dumped his sorry butt?" she taunted as her long blue hair fell over her eye.
"First, do NOT call me that!" Sol angrily answered. "Second, her name is Sammy. And finally, it-" The sound of an old plane driving up the runway cut him off. "What the-?" Duncan wondered.
"Excuse me," Courtney spoke up, "But I would like to express some concern about the safety of our plane."
"I agree," Phoebe added. "It does look like it was rushed to be put together."
"Relax," Chris assured them, "It's perfectly safe." A piece of the plane fell off, to Samey's horror. "Now boarding!" Chris announced.
"I-I-I'm not getting on that death trap!" Samey stuttered. "It's unethical! It's cruel and unusual punishment! It's straight out of a horror movie!" Greg, Sam and Dakota winced as Echo knocked Samey out with a frying pan. "Ohhh..." Samey moaned.
"There," Echo casually said. "One problem down."
"Anyone else got a problem with it?" Chris asked with annoyance.
"Nope," Greg replied as he shook his head.
"I've had worse rides," Dakota added.
"Dibs on the window seat!" Sam called out.
"Now boarding on a voyage to five million big ones!" Chris narrated. "We're saving you a first class seat for all the action right here on Total...Drama...World Tour!"
"Seriously?" Duncan asked.
(cue commercial)
"Singing?" Gwen wondered as everyone boarded the plane. "Really? I thought Chris was joking about that."
"Well, I don't have a problem with it," Courtney said.
"You like to sing," Trent told her. "So do me, Ella and Greg. Everyone else...not so much."
"Girls sing," Duncan complained, "Little birds sing, Duncans do NOT sing."
"I wonder if beatboxing counts," Greg thought. "Though I doubt I'm as great as Beardo."
"I'll beat you if you try!"
"Why are you doing this to us?" Echo demanded.
"Singing reality shows are huge," Chris explained, "And the worse the singing, the higher the ratings. Which is why on this show, there will be no vocal coaches or rehearsals or warning." Most of the teens complained about this. "Anywho, this is the dining area, where you'll enjoy in-flight meals."
"Not for long," Max ominously warned. "Prepare to be defeated by the EVIL that is me! Mwahaha!"
"Not trying to be mean," Trent told him, "But you do know you lost last time because of that, right?"
"I know that, simpleton! That is why I have improved myself. I'm now stronger, faster, smarter-"
"Chattier," Chris cut in with annoyance, "Blabbier, can't-shut-up-ier. Now zip it and let me finish the tour so we can get this bird in flight!"
"Excuse me," Dakota spoke up, "But is there a ladies' room anywhere?"
"Just down there."
"Thanks. I just need to powder my nose real quick."
Confessional: Dakota
She entered the bathroom confessional and noticed the camera. "There's a camera in the bathroom again? Doesn't Chris understand the word 'privacy'?"
End Confessional
"Losing teams will enjoy luxurious economy class accomondations between destinations," Chris explained.
"Hey, McLame," Jo complained, "How do you expect us to sleep here?" Chris pointed to Samey, who was strapped up and starting to wake up. "No, Amy," Samey slurred, "Don't put me on the plane."
"Poor thing," Sol moaned with pity. "You could at least make her a little more comfortable."
"No comfort for losers," Chris told him. "Safety harnesses and an emergency exit, but no comfort here or here."
"Let's move on to the winners' compartment," Max declared, "Because I shall NEVER reside here!"
"'Never' seems to be your policy on toothpaste, too," Greg coughed out. "Your breath reeks worse than Wario's after he ate a clove of garlic." Everyone went to a classier area of the plane. "This is the first class cabin," Chris explained, "The domain of each week's winners."
"Now this is a place we should all enjoy," Topher commented. "Don't you agree, Ella?"
"I hope everyone gets a chance to enjoy this!" Ella gushed. "Oh, that's what you said."
"Man, that guy's as weary as a ghost pepper," Sol commented as he and Phoebe watched.
"I think his last season made him more humble," Phoebe commented.
"Ha! Beavers may wear down their teeth, but they don't ever change them. I'd keep an eye on him."
Cockpit Confessional: Sol
"My experience with my sister and Echo means I can tell when something's amiss with someone. Hey, this confessional is a bit better than talking in the toilet."
"Maybe for you," Chef whipped back. "I'm trying to prep for a flight!"
"Let me vent, okay?! Anyway, Topher is so fake, so transparent, so-"
"Slick and seductive?"
"That ain't what I was gonna say!"
"Pretty decent-looking to boot. I'm just saying."
"Oh, forget this!"
End Confessional
"Whoa," Trent breathed out, "Where are we now? A grand piano, wood-burning pizza oven, four person hot tub with L.E.D. lights and dancing waters..."
"How do I win this?" Sam asked as he walked towards the hot tub. "It would be awesome for me and Dakota to enjoy."
"Easy, tiger," Chris told him. "These are MY quarters, and they're off-limits. Clear?"
"Crystal," Sam sighed in defeat.
"It was a sweet effort, though," Dakota told him.
Confessional: Sol
"In case you must know, Sammy and I had a bit of a...falling out. But it wasn't entirely my fault! What happened was that Amy suddenly came up to me and decided to lock lips with me. Yuck! If that wasn't bad enough, she did it just as Sammy came back from picking up some veggies for a dish I was gonna try out. I could've sworn that Amy set it up to drive us apart! Well, it worked. But I'm going to win Sammy back. I'll bet my life on it!"
End Confessional
"And that's pretty much it," Chris told everyone as they sat in the dining area. "I skipped the cargo hold and the galley, but I'm sure you'll find those exciting destinations later when I 'accidentally' lock you in them." The plane started to roll, making Helga stumble and fall into Topher's arms. "Hands off!" she scolded.
"Sorry, Helga," Topher apologized. "You okay?"
"Is the Earth moving?" Luna wondered. "I love earthquakes!"
"The Earth always moves because of its axis," Greg explained, "But the movement you felt right now is probably from the plane."
"One more thing," Chris added, "I'm sure you remember a little something called the elimination ceremony. Takes place right in there, my friends." Everyone gathered at the elimination ceremony. "If you don't receive a barf bag full of airline issue peanuts," Chris continued.
"Bah!" Max scoffed, to Chris's annoyance. "I'm more of a pretzel person, anyway."
"You will be forced to take the Drop of Shame."
"Those stupid shells always-"
"Like this!" Chris tossed Max out of the plane. "Hey!" Max complained as he ran towards the plane. "I demand you slow down so I may board!"
"All eliminations are final, bro!" Chris shouted back. Soon, the plane was traveling up in the air and across the Atlantic Ocean. "Everything alright, Phoebe?" Ella asked her when she saw Phoebe's saddened expression.
"Just feeling a little homesick, is all," Phoebe sighed. "I hate to sound selfish, but I wish Brick stayed behind instead of going with the search party."
"Sounds like Wonder Wuss has a crush on Sir Leaks-a-Lot," Jo taunted.
"No! I don't like him that way."
"But you do like him!" Ella exclaimed. "Oh, that's so sweet!" Ding-ding! Chris, in a tuxedo and bowler cap, appeared under a spotlight. "Whenever you hear that friendly little bell," he announced, "It's musical numer time! So, let's hear it."
"But what are we suppose to sing?" Courtney asked.
"You have to make it up as you go. Wouldn't be challenging otherwise, now, would it?"
"It sounds pretty fun to try out," Greg noted.
"Yes!" Ella agreed.
"It's supposed to be challenging, not fun," Chris scolded the duo. "Oh, and while I can't boot you for singing like last time, I better not catch you singing outside the musical challenge, Ella."
"I'll do my best, Chris," Ella nodded. Some music began to play. "Up, up, up, up!" Ella, Courtney, Phoebe and Dakota chorused.
"Sing, sing, sing, sing!" Greg, Sam, Trent and Sol added.
"We're flying!" most of the cast sang. "And singing! We're flying and we're singing!"
"Come fly with us," Dakota and Sam sang as Dakota wheeled Sam on a beverage trolley, "Come fly with us."
"Got a lot of FUN tunes to bust!" Luna exclaimed in song.
"Come fly with us," Ella harmonized as she and Phoebe stood on some seats.
"Come fly with us," Phoebe pitched in.
"It's a pleasure and an honor and a must," Topher added as he helped the girls down, making them smile.
"Dudes, this is mess," Duncan complained, "You're singing in a plane."
"What did you expect?" Trent asked in song. "Chris is completely insane."
"I wouldn't mind if it wasn't on TV," Gwen pointed out to him.
"Haven't you always wanted to?" Courtney added as she danced around them. "It can't just be me..."
"Come fly with us," Greg and Jo sang as they danced, though Greg winced as Jo's dancing. "But don't dance with us," Greg added, to Jo's annoyance. The plane shook. "Can't you fly this thing?!" Sol yelled as he clung onto one of the chairs in the cockpit.
"I try," Chef shrugged as he leaned back in his chair.
"They thought they could leave me and depart," Max sang as he rose from a bag in the cargo hold. "But this villain has winning in mind and heart!"
"Come fly with us," Echo vocalized as she crept behind Samey with a frying pan. "Come die with us."
"Please wait!" Samey protested. "Give me more time! I'm too scared!" She was hit in the head by Echo's frying pan. "Come fly with us!" Sol, Helga, Dakota and Trent sang as Gwen and Duncan pouted. "Come sing with us!"
"No!" Gwen and Duncan protested.
"Anyone want a copy of the season three rules?" Chris asked them as he held up a stack of papers, "Because in order to escape instant elimination-"
"All contestants on screen must sing in each show," Ella finished.
"Duncan, do it," Courtney ordered, "Let's go!"
"Gwen, sing it," Trent begged, "Don't go!"
"I don't want to go home," Gwen thought. She frowned for a moment. "Come fly with us," she sang, "Come fly with us. Come and fly with us!"
"Duncan, come on," Courtney pleaded. "Please?"
"This sucks!" Duncan vocalized.
"Yeah!" everyone else finished as they did jazz hands. Chris just read a newspaper as the intercom came on. "Enough singing, fruitcakes!" Chef barked out. "Strap yourselves in. We are now beginning our descent into Egypt. Musical numbers. Worst idea ever. Chris is such an idiot." Chris gasped at hearing this. "Hey, why is the P.A. light still on? Oh, sh-" The intercom was switched off. "We'll be right back," Chris said with annoyance.
(cue commercial)
The plane had landed in Egypt. "You guys ready for a little fun?" Chris, dressed in Eyptian attire, asked as two interns carried him. "Huh? Wow, it's a real scorcher out here, huh?" He sipped on a drink. "I call today's challenge 'Pyramid Over-Under'."
"An eleven-hour flight," Jo complained, "Chef's excuse for cuisine, and a forced musical number...now we've got a challenge?!"
"Don't you love this game?" A moment later, everyone was at the starting line. "I feel like we're being cooked in an oven," Sam moaned.
"It might help if you took that tinfoil off your head," Dakota recommended.
"Aliens are a big problem here. The foil is to keep them from reading my mind."
"There isn't concrete evidence of extraterrestrial life, Sam," Greg argued as he put a sun visor out of his backpack and placed it on his head, "And even if there are aliens here, what makes you think aluminium foil will stop them?" He saw Helga pass out. "Helga!" Phoebe gasped.
"Don't get in an uproar," Greg assured her as he knelt down. "She's just not used to such a drastic change in temperature." He pulled out a white outfit from his backpack. "This should keep you cooler than what you have now," he told Helga. "The white cloth on these shorts and crop top will reflect the heat some." He got hit with Helga's vest. "Don't change in front of us!" he complained. "Have a little modesty, would you?"
"I'll help with that," Dakota offered as she pulled Helga aside and led her into the plane.
"Ugh, thank goodness." Greg was stunned as Chris crashed a pair of huge symbols. "Man, that's satisfying!" Chris exclaimed. "All right, Pyramid Over-Under means you choose how you'll get to the finish line: either over or under the pyramid. Got it?"
"We heard you, Chris," Dakota answered as she led Helga, now in the outfit Greg gave her, back to the group.
"Okay. Ready...set..."
"Stop right there at once!" Max demanded as he ran up to the group. "I told you I wasn't going to lose this time, McLean!"
"Didn't we leave you in, like, Halifax or White Horse or whatever?"
"I managed to grab onto the landing gear and travel with the cargo."
"Impressive, but you'll still out."
"Technically, he's still in the game," Greg defended. "Since Max was not officially eliminated in some way, shape or form, he can still compete."
"Looks like you might serve some purpose to me after all," Max told him.
"Don't get any ideas. I only defended you because not even you should be cheated out of a chance to win. A slim chance, but a chance nonetheless."
"Hey, it's your funeral," Chris commented. "Set...go!" He clashed his cymbals, and everyone rushed off. Most of the teens went inside the temple. "There's more than one path?" Jo complained.
"Pyramids are known to have mazes of tunnels and false exits," Greg informed them. "Looks like this one is no different."
"Tell us which one's the right one, Nerdy!"
"Let's see...that one has a picture of a beetle up there..."
"Let's go down the beetle path!" Ella cheered as she skipped ahead.
"Wait up, Ella!" Phoebe called out as she raced towards her.
"No way is Wonder Wuss beating me!" Jo declared as she jogged after them. Sam walked towards it but Greg blocked his path. "Wait!" Greg warned. "No one else goes down there! Those aren't just any beetles. They're scarabs, nasty little things that you don't want to run into."
"This is some stupid trick of yours," Echo accused. She, Max and Luna walked down the path with the ankh picture. "Our safest route would be the mummy path," Greg reasoned to Sam and Samey. "The worst we'll see is an intern dressed in a mummy costume."
"Let's hope the mummies won't come back to life," Sam gulped as the trio walked down the mummy path. Outside the pyramid, Topher, Sol and Helga were staring up at the massive tomb. "Man, I should've chosen Under instead of Over," Sol complained.
"Dakota seems to be doing a great job," Topher commented. Dakota was easily scaling the pyramid with her arms and tail. "You guys want help?" she called out. "Hang on!" She leaped back down. "Thanks, Dakota," Topher told her as she and Helga grabbed her hand.
"Hey!" Sol yelled out as he struggled to climb after them. "Wait up!"
"Rock-climbing was the team-building challenge when I was a C.I.T.," Courtney explained to Duncan as they tied some rope around their waists, "And if Tiffany Prizzlebewski hadn't been such a lousy partner, I'd have won."
"I always said Tiffy was overrated," Duncan shrugged.
"Mock all you like, Duncan, but my superior belay skills are going to assure us victory."
"Hey, Gwen! Are you going over, too?" Gwen was struggling to climb the pyramid. "Working on it!" she shouted to Duncan. She noticed a Gila monster climbing next to her. "Hey, Trent," she greeted. "Why aren't you going under?"
"I didn't want to get lost in that maze," Trent replied after he changed back. "Plus, I figured I'd have a leg up by changing into a lizard to scale upwards. But, man, this stupid heat! What I wouldn't give for some rain or even a single cloud!"
"I think they could use a hand," Duncan recommended to Courtney.
"Fine," Courtney answered, "But only because a four-person belay is stronger." Inside the pyramid, Greg, Sam and Samey were walking down the mummy tunnel. "Um, is it okay if I ask what's with you and Sol?" Greg asked Samey.
"No," Samey sternly replied. "It's a bit personal."
"But we can help out a bit," Sam offered. The trio noticed a pile of bandages lying on the floor. "Wonder who left these," Greg muttered. He screamed and jumped into Sam's arms when a figure rose up from the bandages. "MUMMY!" Sam and Samey screamed as they ran away. The figure giggled as she hopped after them.
Dakota had carried Topher and Helga up to the top. "Thanks for all the help, Dakota," Topher told her.
"I figured I might as well put my mutant strength to good use," Dakota answered. "Helga, aren't you going to say anything?"
"Turn off sun," Helga panted. "And I need bath. Sweat is making me smell like yak butt." Dakota took a whiff and quickly covered her nose. "Yeah, you'll need it," she gagged.
"What's all the chatting for?" Sol demanded as he continued to climb up. He screamed in pain as a scorpion stung his hand. He fell a few steps before regaining his balance. "OW!" he cried out.
Echo was walking around the ankh path when she accidentally triggered a trap, making spears fly at her. She quickly ducked before they could impale her. "Why would those Egyptians have traps in their tombs?" she muttered to herself. "What would a thief steal, their bones? And where are Luna and Max?! They should be here so I can use their bodies as shields!"
"And your form is appalling," Courtney scolded to Gwen and Trent.
"Gee," Gwen snapped back, "Thanks, Courtney. I was just wondering about that."
"We're doing just fine," Trent added with annoyance.
"You know," Courtney informed them, "You're only here because I'm feeling nice today."
"Wow," Gwen replied, "This is you being nice? My sympathies!"
"Are you hearing this, Duncan? You're not going to let her get away with that." Duncan just rolled his eyes.
Inside the pyramid, Ella and Phoebe had run quite a distance down the scarab path. "Aw," Phoebe moaned as she saw a mummified dog, "Poor little doggie."
"Quit whining," Jo scolded as she jogged up to her. "It's already dead."
"Oh, the poor dear," Ella gasped.
"The least we can do is let it rest with its owner," Phoebe sighed. "Come here." She went to grab the mummified dog when it cracked and crumbled into dust. "What did I do?!" Phoebe panicked. "I-I-I need to fix it!" The room rumbled, and scarabs began falling from the ceiling. "I think we've upset the beetles!" Ella exclaimed.
"Let's get out of here!" Jo yelled out. The girls rushed out of the room.
"Is the mummy gone?" Greg gulped as he clung onto Sam's shirt.
"I don't see anything now," Samey answered. She gasped as the mummy hopped towards the group. "Sorry to disturb your slumber," Greg stammered. "Please don't curse us for all of enternity!"
"YAY!" the mummy exclaimed. "That'll be so much FUN!"
"Wait a minute," Sam realized, "Luna! That wasn't funny!" Luna just giggled as she hopped off. "Oxford Dictionary should change their definition of the word 'insane',' Greg spoke up. "In a word, Luna."
"What have I here?" Max wondered as he looked at a picture. "Some sort of intercom? Behold your future ruler! Hey, is this blasted thing on?" He pressed the button, and the bandages fell on top of him.
"It's a bit steep," Dakota noticed as she, Helga and Topher looked down. "I don't think I can carry you down there."
"Hey, Helga," Topher thought as he pointed to a sign, "Aren't you a champion snowboarder?"
"Of course!" Helga realized as she broke the sign off. Meanwhile, Phoebe, Jo and Ella ran out of the pyramid. "Good work, guys!" Chris complimented as they crossed the finish line.
"Yes!" Jo exclaimed. "I won!"
"We won," Phoebe corrected.
"Hooray!" Ella cheered.
"Go stand under the number one," Chris instructed.
"I hope the exit is close by," Sam panted. "I'm getting worn out."
"I really hope this isn't one of those false exits," Greg added. He saw a bandaged figure. "Oh, no," he said. "I am NOT falling for that trick again, Luna."
"A pyramid's just a triangle with room inside," Luna sang as she walked like a mummy. "I would be awesome as Frankenstein's bride!"
"Luna?" Samey wondered, baffled. "Then who's-?" Greg went wide-eyed as he turned to the figure. "AHH!" he screamed before bolting in a panic, crashing through a wall and leaving a Greg-shaped hole.
Confessional: Greg
"Since I'm so used to reasoning and science, supernatural stuff still startles me. Hey, Desi, add another nickel to the Alliteration Jar."
End Confessional
Helga, Topher and Dakota slid down the pyramid. "We did it!" Dakota cheered.
"You two should go first since you did the hard work," Topher offered. Dakota and Helga joined the others. Topher walked near them but Chris stopped him. "Not so fast," Chris said. "This season, three teams! Helga and Dakota round up Team One. Topher, you're the first member of Team Two. If it's any consolation, you do get..." Sol clumsily slid down the pyramid and crashed into the sand. "Am I alive?" he moaned.
"Hello, teammate," Topher greeted.
"You also get..." Chris continued. Luna hopped outside the pyramid, while Greg crashed through it. "No more spooks," Greg stuttered. "Anything more, and I'll lose it!"
"Greg!" Sam shouted as he and Samey ran out of the pyramid. Greg screamed with fright. He looked down and turned red with embarrassment as he tried to use his sweatshirt to cover the wet spot on his pants. "Sorry about that, man," Sam apologized, "But hey, we're on the same team!"
"Not exactly," Chris corrected. "Sam does round out Team Two, but Samey is on Team Three."
"What?!" Sol gasped in disbelief.
"Don't worry, Solstice!" Luna told him. "Nice Echo will be there to protect Samey. And now we get to be on the same team! Won't that be so much FUN?!" Sol's eye twitched.
Confessional: Sol
"Cette-!" Part of it was censored. "Et sa-!" It was censored again.
End Confessional
Echo jumped out of the pyramid and ducked as another spear barely missed her legs. "All that suffering and I don't win?!" she complained.
"Wait a minute," Phoebe realized. "We're missing some people!"
"I'm telling you we should untie!" Gwen told Courtney as they, along with Duncan and Trent, stood on top of the pyramid.
"And I'm telling you it's unsafe," Courtney argued back. "I'm in charge and-"
"And just who made you dictator?" Trent whipped. "If you ask me, it's-"
"Oh, kids!" Chris interrupted. Ding-ding! "Recognize that sound? Time for whoever's not finished yet to give us a musical reprise!"
"You said one song per episode!" Duncan argued.
"Yeah, and this is a reprise, not a new song. So if you don't sing, you're out! Now let's hear it!"
"You know what? No!" Duncan hopped down the pyramid, dragging Courtney, Gwen and Trent behind him. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Three hours of these three squawking on this stupid pyramid in this stupid heat, and you want me to sing?! FORGET IT!"
"Dude, you have a contract," Chris pointed out.
"Eat it, McLean! If you need me, I'll be in the plane waiting for a ride home, cause I'm out! Done! I QUIT!" Duncan cut his rope with his pocket knife efore storming off. Courtney gasped in shock while Gwen hung her head in disappointment. "Look on the plus side," Trent assured Gwen, "At least we're on the same team. And we've got Samey, so that's good, right?"
"I guess," Gwen sighed.
Confessional: Trent
"I know Gwen told me to be a bit nicer to Duncan, but is it wrong to say I'm a little happy he decided to quit? There's something about that punk that rubs me the wrong way." He paused for a moment. "These walls are solid, right?"
End Confessional
The bandaged figure stumbled out of the pyramid. "AHH!" Greg screamed. "I don't want my mummy!"
"Cool!" Luna exclaimed. "Wanna bite me so I can be undead like Frankenstein?" The mummy tripped, revealing himself to be Max. "You imbeciles!" he scolded as he removed the bandages. "Why didn't you assist?! Now I demand that you let me participate in this endeavor!"
"Pretty dangerous using your entire vocabulary in one sentence," Sol told him.
"Just let me back in the game, McLean!"
"Fine," Chris gave in, "But only because we're down a man thanks to Duncan McQuittypants. Go join Team One. Okay, teams. Talk amongst yourselves and determine a team name. You have three minutes while I enjoy this ice cream cone."
"Team Victory!" Jo, Phoebe, Ella, Dakota, Helga and Max declared. An image of a golden trophy appeared. "Team Amazon!" Gwen, Courtney, Samey, Echo and Trent exclaimed. An image of a pink female gender symbol was shown. Topher, Sol, Greg and Sam were mumbling different names. "Got it!" Luna decided. "Team Chris Is Really Really Ghost Pepper Hot!"
"What?!" the others gasped. An image of a red Chris surrounded by a wreath of peppers was shown. "All right," Chris announced. "Best team name EVER! And here are your rewards. Team Amazon, you win a camel. Team Chris Is Really Really Really Really Ghost Pepper Hot-"
"There's only two 'reallys'," Topher corrected.
"You win a goat." The goat ran over and headbutted Greg away. "OW!" he cried out in pain.
"And Team Victory," Chris finished as he held up a stick, "Here you go."
"So the guys that came in last get a camel and we get a stick?!" Jo complained.
"All will be explained, if I feel like it, next time right here on Total...Drama...World Tour!"
Here is the pilot episode. (Okay, that's kinda obvious, but I figure I should note it.) I already set some plots for this cast rolling, such as Phoebe and Sol, and I'll make sure things don't spin out of control.
With this cast being almost original from canon, things might turn out different than you expect. Might the members of Team Victory last longer? Who will be the main antagonist? Will anyone return? All I can say now is that you might be pleasantly surprised.
I do plan to publish the chapters of this story alongside my other story, Total Drama Action: With My Unique Plot, so if you see inconsistencies, that's probably why.
The next episode will be a trek through the sandy Sahara and towards the Nile, while trying to avoid scarabs and crocodiles. Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying astamtie wastamtie biawm jayid. (That's Arabic for 'enjoy and have a good day')