Last time on Total Drama Unlimited…The trip took us to New York, where we stayed up for the lights. Literally. Over the course of the night, Owen drank caffeine, Bling-Bling got busted, we put a new girl in, and Renee went to the chopping block. So…who's next on the spot? Find out here, on TOTAL…DRAMA…UNLIMITED!

Episode 7: Something Fruity

Noah just could not believe his eyes. There was a girl who liked sketching, was fully immersed in it. On top of that, Zoe's looks really got him: her ruby red hair, her dark grey eyes, her green tank-top, and—

"So, you like her?"

Noah was jolted out of his trance, looked up and saw Susan Test draped over the seat in front of him.

"What?" Noah asked.

"Come on, I saw you looking," Susan teased. "Yeah, from what I see, she's just for you."

"I just met her."

"Nothing to worry. I can help you with winning her over…for a price." Susan got in close to Noah and started whispering. "I need to know if Charles likes me. I have deep respect for him, and I really like him. So, find out if he feels the same, and I'll put in good words for you. Deal?"

Noah shook Susan's hand. "Deal."

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Ice King was, evidently, out of his mind. He was going to hit on Zoe. He walked over to where she was sitting, and made a cool pose (No pun intended.). "So, you single?" he asked.

"Excuse me?" Zoe asked.

"I was thinking you and I could go out for dinner or something, you know. Maybe get some wedding cake, hire a photographer—"

"You must be insane. I'm not going to date you."

"You WILL be mine!" Ice King immediately got into his angry face on. Before he could even shoot ice, Regulus pulled him back.

"No, no, no," Regulus chided. "You don't want her. I highly doubt she's your level."

"And this means?" Zoe's voice was laced with venom.

"Just that you have no chance of being high up. You are inferior mentally, physically, and emotionally," was the response, Regulus staring straight into Zoe's face. Next he was staring at the ceiling when Zoe punched him in the face. Naturally, everyone else behaved in the usual etiquette in these situations.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

While Zoe was fighting Regulus and winning, Noah slid in directly next to Charles. "Secret's out."

Charles was startled. "Huh?"

"She likes you. She probably heard what you said in the theater."

"Oh s(Censored)."

"Yeah. Good news, though, is that she likes you back, and she wants to know if you like her."

"That I do," Charles says. "And how are you handling up?"

"What do you mean?" Noah thought he knew, however.

"Don't play dumb. I saw you stare at Zoe at the end of the last chapter."

"…What?"

"The point is, you like her." He stared towards the back, where Zoe was currently slamming the toilet's seat on Regulus's head. "Good method of inflicting pain, too. You have made a good choice, man." He stared at Noah. "So? Ask her."

Confessional

Noah: Yes, I like her. But I just met her. I can't just go up to her and ask her out.

Zoe: Noah's pretty nice. Wonder why he hasn't asked me out yet. I like him. Bun I don't like other people hitting on me. Ice King or anyone else.

Regulus: (Bruised, bloodied. He pulls out a tooth from his mouth.) Once I take over the world, Zolia Kolhart is one of the first people I'm killing.

After Regulus begged for mercy, Zoe went back to the seat and started sketching again. Noah was transfixed. "My god," he whispered. "All that, then acting like it never happened."

A speaker turned on. "Morning, tourists!" Chris's voice blared out. "We are approaching our destination, and our next challenge! So get ready!"

…

"Welcome to Orlando, Florida!" Chris shouted out. The remaining thirteen campers looked around at the sights: The waves, the sun, etc. "Isn't anyone going to ask what this challenge is?"

Everyone was silent for a second. "Fine," Jake sighed. "What's this challenge?"

"Glad you asked! We're playing dodgeball!"

"Yet another mind-bending task, eh Chris?" Noah snarked. Then he shook his head. "Déjà vu."

"It's not just regular dodgeball," Chris amended, dumping a box of oranges on the ground. "It's with oranges, in order to show the Florida spirit! Anyhow, here's the rules…

"First rule, anywhere you get hit, you're out. You catch the ball, the thrower is out. You can hit back the oranges with another orange, but if you drop yours, YOU are out. Team Damsels, Team Sinister…" Chris smirked as he said this, considering it was a two-man show. "You two are together, you know, so you have equal odds. You lose, it's a vote-off from both teams." He surveyed the group. "Ready to begin?"

"Mmph!" A grunt from Owen's direction.

"Owen." Chris glared. "Drop 'em."

Owen spit out the oranges, and dropped the rest. "Sorry, Chris," he apologized. "I thought it was for eating."

"Well, it's not. Anyhow…" Chris blew a whistle. "Get going!"

Confessional

Noah: This time, I will actually move. At least until I get out; then I can catch up on reading.

Not even five seconds in the barrage, Noah got nailed by Bubblegum. As a side of revenge, Jake threw an orange at Regulus.

"Get ready for my awesome throw!" Charles announced, throwing his orange. Said orange smashes through a window of the bus.

"Oh, that's right," Charles says, nonchalant. "I suck at aiming." He then received an orange from Ice King.

"Hee-hee!" he laughs. He turned to Zoe. "Maybe afterwards, we can snuggle."

"What?" Zoe was shocked at Ice King's presumption, gall, and overall idiocy. "Look, there's no way I'm going with you."

"Come on, sweetheart. Just a kiss?"

"SWEETHEART?" Apparently, this pissed her off. "That's IT!" She grabbed multiple oranges and bombarded Ice King with them. He took shots in the face, chest, stomach, legs. Once a shot went into the kiwis, he collapsed, leading Zoe to noticeably calm down. "What?" she asked to her team, all staring in shock. "I just don't like being hit on."

Confessional

Finn: Flip! What the zip?

Jake: What was that?

Owen: Holy pancake batter!

Charles: That. Was epic.

Noah: She scored higher on my want list.

Zoe was then hit by Heather.

"Ha! Another one down!" She threw another at Owen.

"Incoming!" Finn threw an orange at Mary, got her out, and prepped for another. He and Jake were impossible; they had several oranges thrown at them, yet they dodged every shot. They tagged Heather and Susan , but felt slightly hesitant with both Marceline and Bubblegum.

"I got an idea, Finn!" Jake called. "I'll stretch and take the shots!" He stretched across the entire court. Where he was nailed by an orange and called out.

"JAAAAAAAAKE!" Finn, rather dramatically, yelled, before being tagged. "Aw, man."

"Looks like the combo of Team Damsels and Team Sinister wins!" Chris calls out. "Team Braves, the voting station awaits."

Then Ice King, recovered from his private injury, stood up. "How DARE you nail me there!" he yelled to Zoe, showing glowing hands. "You will PA—" He's interrupted by Noah throwing an orange into his mouth.

"Please, please shut up," Noah says, receiving a blush from Zoe.

…

"Okay, gents, ladies," Chris begins. "The voting session begins. It was a close one, I tell you! Okay, No votes goes to Noah…"

Noah catches the bag of peanuts.

"…Zoe and Owen."

Zoe simply catches the bag. Owen catches the bag in his mouth, takes it out and opens it. Then shoves the whole thing in.

"Oh…kay. Finn, you were overdramatic. Jake, you made a stupid move. Charles, you suck at throwing oranges. One vote for Charles," Chris announces, tossing the bag over.

"Oh, dang," Finn whispered.

"My, this is interesting! Finn versus Jake! Okay, the last peanut bag goes to…

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"…Finn."

"Aw, man!" Jake says.

"Don't worry, buddy," Finn says. "I'll win for us!"

"Thanks, Finn," Jake hugs Finn. "Okay, later, everyone!" Jake jumped out of the back door.

"Sentimental much?" Chris comments. "Anyway, this was fun! Who's next? Find out on TOTAL…DRAMA…UNLIMITED!"

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