Capítulo 12- Basic Straining
Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island...
Chris: the teams were given three challenges that tested their trust in their teammates.
Chris: The rock-climbing challenge revealed more than just Courtney's grudge against Eva.
Chris: and Trent got the bad end of a blowfish courtesy of lindsay.
Chris: DJ trusted Geoff with his pet bunny. huge mistake, by the way. Some other campers got dropped on their butts, and in Dave's case, on his whole body.
Chris: and Duncan shocked Courtney by showing her his softer sides. yeah, touching moments. good times. Just as good as she felt when her plans worked, and booted Eva. I'm starting to like this girl's plans.
Chris: Stay tuned for the most dramatic bonfire ceremony yet On total drama island.
-INTRO-
Many cameras and lights popped out from places like trees, bushes and even a mole hole.
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doing fine,
The camera crossed through the camp área, where Chris was sitting on a beach chair asking for a drink.
You guys are on my mind.
The camera went all the way to the cliff and slammed into the water, Owen let out a fart underwater, which ended up "sleeping" a passing fish.
You asked me what I wanted to be
and now I think the answer is plain to see,
Said fish and some of the fart cloud went all the way to the Surface, where it interrupted Geoff and Bridgette in The surfboard. An eagle quickly scooped the fish and flew away, dropping it around the forest área.
I wanna be famous.
The camera moved to show DJ relaxing with many animals. Suddenly, the fish fell in his lap, which made all the animals attack him and run. Duncan saw the seven and laughed, before noticing Courtney giving him a heavy look.
I wanna live close to the sun,
The camera moved to the waterfall, where Heather and Leshawna were in the middle of a slap fight. Until both fell down the waterfall. Passing behind Harold who was practicing Kung Fu poses in a log.
Go pack your bags, 'cause I've already won,
Izzy ended up ramming him while balancing on a vine, and both crashed against the confessional outhouse, which let out Lindsay who dropped a paper roll.
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
I'll get there one day.
The camera moved to the Main hall, where Chef was mixing something in a por, and the cook looked at the tree tied up boya he had. Ezekiel and Noah looked at each other worried, while Dave straight up fainted.
Cause, I wanna be famous!
On their left, Eva and Tyler had a test of strength, which was won by Eva rather fast.
The camera moved outside, where Sky stopped running and saw Katie and Sadie mesmerized while they saw a shirtless Justin, who admired himself in two mirrors.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!
The camera passed over the water, where a Shark eated a fish while they jumped over a seagull with a plastic net on Her neck. The seagull was then dragged down by a tentacle.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
The camera moved again, this time to the center part of the dock, where Beth waves and then makes a routine with a flaming baton. Twirling it And launching it to the sky.
The day became night, and the camera went down to the campfire, where Gwen and Trent saw each other in a very romantic way. Which was broken up when Cody suddenly popped up between them.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na! (as can be heard in the background)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
The camera panned away, revealing all 24 campers around the campfire, in a Clockwork order it was Cody, Trent, Sadie, Katie, Ezekiel, Noah, Dave, Tyler, Justin, Beth, Owen, Harold, Lindsay, Heather, Izzy, Sky, Leshawna, Courtney, Duncan, Eva, Bridgette, Geoff, DJ and Gwen.
All (minus Gwen, Trent, Cody, Eva and Duncan) whistling in the "i wanna be famous" tune, and the season name on the wooden sign.
-END OF INTRO-
The day at camp was pretty relaxed. Geoff was soaking up some sun on the cabin steps, while Duncan was carving a skull on the wall, Harold came out of the room and watched them angrily.
Harold: Ok, who's made s'mores out of my underwear?
The punk and the party boy started laughing. Harold stretched one of his panties out of the sandwich, and it flew off, landing on the ground in front of a calmly walking Courtney.
Courtney: Eww. Harold, you are so totally gross.
Harold: Now way. It wasn't me. Idiots.
The nerd re-entered the room.
Geoff: Sometimes he just makes it too easy.
Duncan: I hear you, man.
The sound of the loudspeakers alerted them all. Especially since the voice that boomed out was not Chris'.
Chef: listen up, you little cockroaches. I want all campers to report to the dock of shame at 0900 hours.
Everyone looked confused.
Chef: that means now, soldiers. Now.
Everyone paid attention, and in a matter of minutes they were standing in line on the dock, where they were being watched by the Chef, who was wearing dark glasses and military fatigues, revealing an anchor tattoo on his arm, as well as a cane and a megaphone.
Chef: Line up and stand at attention. You call this proper formation?
He "lightly" tapped Geoff with the cane to bring his legs together.
Chef: Feet together.
Then to Duncan.
Chef: Arms down.
Chef: Eyes forward.
DJ took heed and looked ahead, while the chef used the cane to raise Sky's face a bit.
Chef: Head up.
Gwen: Oh, this is gonna be a fun day.
Dave: To die for.
Chef: What did you say to me, soldiers?
Gwen: Um, nothing.
Dave: Yeah. Nothing.
Chef: And you'll continue to say nothing until I tell you that you can say something.
Dave and Gwen looked at each other worriedly.
Chef: Today's challenge will not be an easy one. In fact, I do not expect everyone to come out alive.
Owen: Ha ha ha.
The cook hit him on the butt with the cane.
Owen: Aah! That hurt.
Chef: My orders are to make sure all of the babies in front of me drop out of my boot camp except one. The last one standing wins immunity for their team.
Beth: Uh, what happened to chris?
Chef: Rule number one. You will address me as master chief. Have you got that?
All: Yes, master chief.
Chef: You will sleep when I tell you to sleep. And you will eat only when I tell you to eat. Is that clear?
All: Yes, master chief.
Chef: Good. Rule number two-- when you're ready to give up, you will walk to the end of the dock and ring the bell.
All saw the bell.
Chef: Which brings me to rule number three– Let's get one quitter before the end of the first day. That day will not end until someone drops out.
Dave: Oh Groovy. I love time manipulation.
Chef: Shut up.
Chef scream was so strong, That Dave ended falling to the lake.
Chef: Now get your butts down to the beach, soldiers. Now, now, now.
Everyone listened, including Dave who got out of the water and went after the rest.
-confessional-
Gwen: Ok, whoever's sick, twisted idea this was to put him in charge of this challenge. I have to say I'm a little bit impressed.
-end of confessional-
The campers stood in front of a pair of canoes in their team colors.
Chef: Listen up. Each team must hold a canoe over their heads. I catch you taking your hands off the canoe, and you will be eliminated. And no one eats lunch until someone drops out. CANOES UP.
The teams did as instructed.
Owen: Whew. This isn't that hard.
Geoff: Piece of cake.
Dave shook his head, those two were going to swallow their words.
As the hours went by, the campers suffered from an accumulation of factors, heat, fatigue, muscle paralysis from staying in the same position, hunger, etc.
Chef: come on, you sissies. It's only been three hours.
Chris: Looks like they missed lunch today.
Chef: Mm-hmm. Guess they just weren't hungry.
The camera zoomed out, revealing that Chris and Chef were on top of the canoes.
Chef: Unless someone wants to quit now.
El estómago de Owen rugió.
Dave: Don't even think about it, Owen. I let You all the good reserves before the challenge for a reason.
Owen: Yeah, but that was just a meal.
Chef: SILENCE.
Meanwhile, Duncan tugged with one of his hands on Harold's underwear, using a fishing hook as a… Well, hook.
Duncan: Time to land that fish.
Duncan tugged, giving him a wedgie as he tore off the underwear.
Harold: Ow. idiots.
Harold quickly put his hands in the canoe again. So the chef wouldn't see him.
Chef: Is there a problem down here?
Harold: No.
The cook went up again.
DJ: Dude, stop it. Not worth messing around now.
Sky (muttering): Messing around? That's way more than you do to him.
The hours went on and on, it was night now, and the chef was telling a story in front of the fire while all the tired Campers could do nothing but hang on. Owen miraculously slept holding the canoe, without letting go.
Chef: 25 Of us went into the jungle that night. Only five came back out.
Gwen: What war were you in, anyway?
Chef: Did I ask you to speak? Because I don't remember asking you to speak.
Gwen: Whatever.
Dave: He so wasn't in a war. Unless he's immortal or something.
Lindsay: Guys, I can't do this anymore. I have no more feeling in my arms.
The blonde left the canoe and started walking toward the bell.
Chef: Looks like we got ourselves a quitter.
Beth: Don't do it, Lindsay.
But the blonde just rang the bell with her head. The teams dropped the canoes and fell to the ground. As the chef helped Lindsay back to her feet.
Chef: Listen here, you have nothing to be ashamed of-
Chef: EXCEPT BEING THE LITTLE BABY THAT LET YOUR TEAM DOWN. As for the rest of you, head to the mess hall. Dinner is served.
Owen: Sweet Marie, thank you.
Dave: Hold your stomach dude. I doubt this dinner will be any better than the regular… in fact it may be worse.
The Campers (minus Lindsay) were in the dining hall. In which there were a number of trash cans lined up.
Chef: all right, maggots, open your ears. You've got minutes to eat before night training begins. So get to it.
Duncan: Night training?
Harold: No way.
Sky: Um, excuse me, master chief. Where's the food?
Chef: You're looking at it. Heh heh heh.
Dave: Don't…tell me.
Owen opened one.
Owen: This is the leftover garbage from this morning's breakfast.
Chef: Darn right. When you're at war, you take what you can get.
Owen picked up a ball of garbage, blew on it a little and started eating. The other Campers were disgusted, and particularly Dave passed out. Chef touched him twice with the cane, causing him to wiggle slightly like a fish out of water.
Chef: Guess his body quits. But his mouth didn't, so he's gonna stay.
Chef: Well, I can see you've got this under control. I'm off to craft services. Coming?
Chef: Serve me up some of that.
The Campers reluctantly began to take things. For it was either that, or suffer hunger for a longer period.
Dave: Oh, I am not eating this.
Courtney: Uhh. Me, neither.
Duncan: Don't care for today's specials, princess?
Courtney: I am going to be running for office one day, and no one is going to pull up a file of me eating garbage.
Sky: Doubt that be a problem since this is a reality show.
Courtney: Not taking risks.
Duncan approached Harold with a glass of líquid.
Duncan: Hey, Harold, we felt really bad about the whole underwear- fishing-incident thing, so here, we found you some apple juice.
Harold: Thanks.
The nerd drank it, but quickly spit it out.
Harold: That's not juice.
Duncan: Oh. Oh, my mistake, dude. We-we must have confused it with the kitchen grease.
Courtney: You guys are so immature. I hope you're proud of yourselves.
Duncan: Ok, look, I know you like me. He knows you like me. Everyone knows it. So here's a tip. If you want to kiss me, I might let you.
Courtney: And to think I actually thought you were nice.
Duncan: Shh. Me? Nice? Ha ha. Yeah, right.
Geoff: Why'd you think that?
DJ: Well, he did find Bunny.
Courtney: But that's his only good deed. So never mind. I was wrong. He's just as gross and annoying as he wants you to believe. Enjoy your garbage.
DJ sat down at the table and saw Sky, the girl saw him too, but quickly averted her gaze.
-confessional-
DJ: Sky got mad about what we did to Harold. Okay, I admit that maybe the dock thing was a little excessive. But the guy can't just go around leaving his dirty clothes lying around, plus, I didn't want to look bad in front of Duncan and Geoff. I'll try to talk to her later... I'm sure she'll understand.
-end of confessional-
The Campers were now on the beach, following in the chef's footsteps, in what could only be described as a "dancinh thriller"... Literally. They were performing the steps, including the zombie.
-confessional-
Dave: Who knew Chef was a fan of the king of pop?
-end of confessional-
The Campers went on, until someone cut the music, and everyone saw Duncan in front of the speaker.
Courtney: Duncan, what are you doing?
Duncan: One of us drops out, we're done for the day.
Chef: We're done when I say we're done. Now drop and give me 20.
Punk rolled his eyes and started doing the push-ups.
Chef: Anyone else got anything they want to say?
Gwent: uh, yeah. Can I go to the bathroom?
The camera cuts to Gwent in the communal bathroom, with a mop and bucket.
Gwen: Not exactly what I had in mind.
Later, the teams were in the dining room, the Gophers had lost Beth and Lindsay, while the Catfish were still at full strength.
Chef: For your next challenge, you will complete A 300-word essay about how much you love me. Anyone who falls asleep or fails to complete the challenge will be eliminated.
The clock started ticking, and an alarm went off after two hours. All the campers had bags under their eyes, Owen was even in a drooling sleepwalking state. The chef began to take the essays.
Harold: Crap.
Chef: "I love master chief hatchet because he is very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very– HEY. This is just one sentence with five pages of "verys" in between.
Duncan: It's 300 words exactly. You can count them if you want.
The chef walked over to the Mole table and slipped on Owen's drool.
Chef: Wipe up that drool, you little baby.
Then he saw that Trent was asleep and hit the table. Then he saw the other one, where DJ also fell into dreamland.
Chef: You two slackers are out. The rest of you, get to bed and report to the playing field at 0.0 hours.
Dave: So midnight?
Chef: Yeah. Want a cookie?
Dave: No sir.
Duncan: Uh, missed a spot of drool there, general.
Chef: Boy, do you want to run laps around this camp right now?
Courtney tomó a Duncan de los hombros.
Courtney: No, thanks. He's going straight to bed, aren't you?
The chef retired.
Courtney: What are you trying to do, get eliminated?
Duncan: I didn't know you cared.
Courtney: I don't. I just don't want to lose this challenge, so stop being such a screw-up, stop messing with Harold and do what you're told for once, ok?
The law student walked away.
Duncan: She wants me.
Geoff: No doubt.
The two high-fived.
The teams minus the eliminated were now facing a small course, with a wall, wheels and... swinging axes.
Chef: you will all run this course until you can all complete it in under one minute.
The chef looked directly at Duncan.
Chef: Am I making myself clear?
Duncan: Crystal.
Courtney: If you lose this for us, I'm gonna make you so miserable.
Chef: GO, MAGGOTS, GO.
The campers started to complete the circuit, Leshawna had some problems with the wall, but was able to climb, Dave also had problems due to his lack of physical condition, but he still managed to climb, although when he fell into the muddy water he could not avoid shaking. Owen ended up stuck in one of the tires, while Gwen and Courtney were climbing over the last part with the ropes. Harold fell off the wall and started coughing up mud.
Duncan: Uh, general crazy, we've got a situation here.
Too much--(coughs)--mud. Need… my inhalator.
El chef le dió una palanca ayudándolo a toser el último lodo en sus pulmones.
Chef: Ring the bell and report to the infirmary. Your tour of duty is finished.
Duncan: Wow. Poor guy. I actually feel a bit bad for him…
Geoff: Maybe we went too hard.
Chef: Back on the course, soldiers, NOW. One false move, and I'll be on you like a stink on a poop wagon.
Duncan: I look forward to it, sir.
The Campers returned to the task, each time suffering more and more from the effects of fatigue and mud, Dave was having a nervous twitch and was breathing in an almost hyperventilated manner, it was evident that he is using whatever shred of will he had not to give up and go to the showers. Leshawna began to sink down through the mud, with Duncan walking past her.
Duncan: Fallen soldier, I salute you.
But he found the chef's feet in front of him.
Chef: You just bought yourself more push-ups.
Duncan: Thank you.
The punk gave him a mocking kiss on the nose, which made the cook finally explode and scream.
Geoff: I think you may have pushed him over the edge, bro.
Duncan: I think you're right.
Chef: One night. Solitary confinement. in the boathouse.
Everyone was shocked
Duncan: Big deal. How scary can it be?
Duncan was now sitting in the dock house, filled with fishing gear, trophies of marine animals and the storm outside only made the atmosphere more depressing.
Duncan: Should have kept my big mouth shut.
A wolf howled, as the camera left the cabin.
- commercial break-
The teams now had a lunch break... whatever the chef had put in front of them. At least it wasn't garbage... or not explicitly.
Courtney: I'm going to check on him.
Geoff: You like him.
Courtney: I do not like him.
Geoff: Yes, you do.
Courtney: Not only do I not like him… I can't stand him. He's rude, he's rebellious, and he's totally annoying… I'm gonna go check on him.
-confessional-
Geoff: She likes him.
-end of confessional-
Courtney approached the shack with a flashlight.
Courtney: Hello? Duncan?
Upon entering, she found the punk sweeping as he whistled.
Duncan: princess.
Courtney: I wish you'd stop calling me that.
Duncan: So, come to claim that kiss?
Courtney: Even pigs deserve a meal.
Courtney handed him the bowl.
Duncan: Mm, no, thanks. I'll stick with the bait.
The two sat down on some boxes.
Courtney: Yeah, well, that's all chef would serve us after our pathetic performance on the obstacle course.
Duncan tried to take a spoonful, but it was stuck to the bottom. To the point where he could hold the whole plate with the spoon, so he threw it away.
Courtney: Why do you egg chef on like that? You know you're going to get in trouble.
Duncan: Why are you so uptight all the time?
Courtney: I am not uptight.
Duncan: You always follow the rules.
Courtney: Well, you always have to break them.
Duncan: Not really. Only the ones I want to.
Courtney: Ok, so maybe I do follow the rules. I guess that makes me a big, uptight loser in your books, -Right?
Duncan: Maybe.
Courtney -Ugh!
Duncan: Then why do you follow them?
Courtney: Because not following them gets you thrown into a fish cabin.
Duncan: But I'm in the fish cabin with you, aren't i?
Courtney averted her gaze, but smiled.
Duncan: Feel like ditching this crap for some peanut butter and jam?
Courtney: Are you kidding? All I've had for two days is this gruel. But chef will never give it to us.
Duncan: See? Now, that's the problem with your thinking. The trick is to not ask for it.
Courtney: Do you have some on you?
Duncan: No, but I happen to know where to find it. It will involve breaking quite a few rules, though. Are you in?
Courtney gave it some thought.
Courtney: I'm in, but under a single condition that I need you to keep.
Duncan: All ears.
Courtney: Stop picking on Harold. We are supposed to be a team, and I get that he can be a bit annoying, but youre getting your jokes on him way too far.
Duncan: So all i have to do to get you to break the rules it's not bother sir-nerd-a-lot? Sounds easy.
Courtney: Then let's do it.
Duncan: Well, all right, then.
The camera passed near the service store, where two "bushes" were creeping up on them. Once there, they entered through the back, always crawling.
Duncan (susurrando): slowly. Slowly crawl.
Chef: 25 of us went into the jungle that night. only five came back out.
They both started taking things from the fridge.
Courtney: If we get caught, we are so dead.
Chris: I mean, come on. I am nothing without my stubble.
Chef: Amen, brother.
Duncan: Are you sure you want to go through with this?
Courtney: Heck, yes. This is the most fun I've had here yet.
The brown-haired girl placed a dead fish on the plate that was in storage.
Courtney: A little present, courtesy of the killer bass.
Courtney: Now you're learning.
Duncan took one last feed and they both ran away laughing. Chef and Chris never found out.
Soon all the Campers were enjoying themselves in the Catfish hut. Owen was eating straight from a jar of raspberry jam.
Owen: I think I have jungle rot from that obstacle course.
Lindsay: Ew. Owen, we're eating here.
Gwen: and with is with all those lame war stories?
Dave: He is so demented.
Leshawna: Girl, these nails were not meant for combat training. Know what I'm saying? Mmm.
Bridgette: Ooh, seriously. If I wanted to join the army, I would have.
Harold: oh, guys. gross.
It turns out that there were stains from some paint or oil on his bed.
Duncan: Whoops. Sorry men, I forgot I did that this morning. You can take my bed if You want.
Harold: … where's the trick?
Duncan: No trick. Consider it a little apology for… crossing the line with the jokes and all of that.
DJ: Yeah dude, we own you one. We stepped over the line with the morning dock.
Harold: Well… as long as it NEVER happens again.
Duncan: You got yourself a deal.
The punk held out his hand, Harold looked at it dubiously for a moment, but accepted the handshake and nothing bad happened.
Duncan: Now to enjoy this.
All: YES.
DJ broke away and turned to look at Sky.
Sky: So they finally learned.
DJ: Yeah. We were really hard on him... I hope you can forgive my attitude.
Sky: It's okay. DJ: I forgive it. I had my moments too, when I was 7, my friends Keith, Tara and I played a prank on my sister. We hid Keith's sweaty socks in one of her workout bags, and when she opened it to get her stuff she passed out from the smell.
Dave: Eugh.
Duncan: Ha, the hidden bomb. That's a classic.
DJ: Well. We can call what we did to Harold my own "hidden bomb" moment.
Sky smiled and went back to eating his sandwich, then saw that Courtney was going to take the last one.
Sky: Ok, I think you've had enough.
Courtney: Oh, no, no. Just-just one more.
The dark-skinned girl ate the sandwich... and ended up burping.
Courtney: Oh. Yeah, that one was a mistake.
Courtney ran out of the cabin covering her mouth. And threw up on the banister.
Duncan: So the princess has a dark side.
Courtney: Ok. That was so gross. But it was like once I did something bad, it was so much fun, I just wanted more.
Duncan: Well, you could always give me that kiss. That would be pretty bad.
Courtney: You're still not my type.
Duncan: Fine. Enjoy a peanut butter-less life.
Courtney: Thanks. Enjoy prison.
Duncan: I will.
The others watched them from the window.
Dave: 5 bucks says they make out before camp is over.
Trent: I'm in.
The sound of the speakers interrupted them.
Chef: ATTENTION, REMAINING BOOT-CAMPER GROUPS. The next evolution of your training begins tomorrow morning at 0700 hours. And if I catch the sucker that took my dessert, your butt is mine.
When the time came, there were only 7 players left, Dave, Owen and Gwen for the Gophers. While for the Basses it was Sky, Duncan, Courtney and Geoff. All 7 were holding themselves upside down with their feet in a tree.
Chef: What you are experiencing is an ancient form of torture. By now, the blood has gon rushing to your head. The next stage is nausea, followed by dizziness and a flushed appearance.
Duncan was beginning to show some of these symptoms.
Chef: As the blood begins to pool in your eyes, you may experience fainting spells.
The punk couldn't take it and fell.
Courtney: Duncan.
Bridgette and Harold went to see him.
Bridgette: It's ok. He's all right.
Chef: Take it out of the tree too. I want more effort.
Everyone did as ordered... except Owen.
Owen: Ugh. Come on. I...can't...reach. Aah.
Lo único que logro, fue soltar una flatulencia.
Dave: OWEN, that's it. I'm done.
Dave se dejó caer, pero al reincorporarse, Owen le cayó encima.
Owen: Oops. Sorry dude.
Dave: Off of me, you big ox.
Owen: I said I was sorry.
-confessional-
Dave: Look. I don't hate Owen. But he really needs to get a grip on his pipe sistem.
-end of confessional--
Courtney started laughing at the scene.
Chef: Stop laughing this instant.
Courtney: I'm sorry. Ha ha ha. I can't help it.
Courtney: Whoa. Ha ha ha ha.
The student fell to the floor, but far from being disappointed, she was still laughing.
Chef: I expected more out of you, soldier.
Courtney: Ahem. Master chief, I just have one thing to say to you.
Chef: And what might that be?
Courtney: You really need to take a chill pill.
The cook had to swallow his anger, while the others were in shock.
Duncan: Ha ha ha ha. Yeah. Now, that's what I'm talking about.
Courtney: Ok, Geoff, Sky, it's all up to you.
Owen: You got this, gwen?
Gwen: Oh, yeah. I can hang here all day.
Sky: Well, I can do it longer.
Gwen: Like the awake-a-ton?
Sky: Fair play. But this is my ground.
Geoff: Rock on, sister. I live for the head rush. It feels...so...good.
The party boy fell out of the tree.
Dave: Ooh. That's going to leave a mark.
The two girls looked at each other. The rematch of the awakening was beginning. With 2 hours more on the clock, the effects were finally hitting them both.
DJ: Come on Sky.
Trent: You can do it Gwen.
The two girls were making efforts to hang on, blinking to keep some hydration in their eyes, but finally one was thirsty and that was... Sky. Who was caught by DJ.
DJ: She's okey, I got her.
Chris: I think it's decided. The Screaming Moles win the challenge.
Gwen dropped down and was caught by the team.
Topos: Yes. All right, gwen. -Go, gophers.
Chef: Gwen.
The team stopped and saw Chef.
Chef: Congratulations, soldier. I'd go to war with you anytime.
Gwen: I'll keep that in mind when choosing my career Master chief.
Chef: You do that, soldier.
The team went back to celebrating, while a tear escaped the chef's eye.
Chef: You do that.
The camera panned to the dining area, where Courtney approached Harold.
Harold: I got your note. What do you need me for?
Courtney: Simple, I made sure Duncan and the others don't bother you anymore.
Harold: Was it you?
Courtney: Yes. And now I need you to return the favor by voting with me tonight.
Harold: Well, if Duncan and the others aren't going to go after me...I think that's fair.
Courtney: Good.
The camera jumped to the night, with the Killer Basses at the campfire.
Chris: I only have six marshmallows on my plate. And these marshmallows represent the campers that will continue to be campers… Here.
The tema exchanged glances.
Chris: You've all cast your ballots in the confession can. If I do not call your name, you must immediately go down to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and go home. And you can't come back… ever.
Sky looked around worried.
Chris: Duncan.
Duncan:Yeah.
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DJ.
DJ: Yes.
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Chris: Bridgette.
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Geoff. Wooo.
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Harold:
The nerd took the marshmallow, leaving the situation on Courtney and Sky.
Chris: Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the night.
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Courtney: Yees.
Sky sighed.
Sky: Had a feeling.
Harold looked at her guiltily, while DJ looked at her sympathetically.
Chris: What can I say Sky. Maybe your social game wasn't as good.
DJ: Wait. Ley her stay. I QUIT IN HER PLACE.
Basses: WHAT?
Sky: DJ NO.
DJ: You don't deserve this. You pulled just as much effort as all of us did, it's unfair to boot you like this.
Sky: It's ok, it's all in the Game rules. And I did screw up in the challenge.
Chris: You did… and hopefully you won't do it again.
Sky: Huh?
Chris: Cause tonight, it's a no elimination round.
Basses: WHAT?
Chris: Yes, yes. It's always a shock. Everyone, it's safe… for Now.
They all looked at each other, sky was still there, which implied that she could now perfectly well go for those who voted for her.
Sky: Well… that was lucky.
-confessional-
Chris: Did You really think I was letting this guts cut another rivary like that? Nah, men. This continúes.
Courtney: Are… You… SERIOUS? I had to Kiss Duncan to warn his backing, and Chris pulls this? Ugh fine. I Guess i'll have to play damsel of the oger for a bit more than I expected.
Sky: I can't believe that DJ was about to quit just to save me… that's just… so… nice of him. Maybe I need to stop worrying about whether he will take me off, he's been such a help. And-
Sky burps.
Sky: Whoops. Sorry, i tend to burp when i'm nervous. Like during tests, or when i'm close to a boy i like- N-no, no, no. I don't like DJ. Well, i don't like like him. I don't dislike him either, it's just… forget it.
-fin del confesionario-
Chris: Tension may just rebrew in the bass pond. Will Sky survive even now where she's a line rabbit in a pack of wolfs? Will Owen finally control his stomach? Will Duncan and the others guys keep their "no bothering Harold" promise? And what about not so-nice-anymore-Courtney? All of that and more, in the dramatic next episode of Total. Drama. Island.
-END OF EPISODE-
-VOTES-
Duncan- Sky
Geoff- Sky
DJ- Courtney
Bridgette- Sky
Harold- Sky
Courtney- Sky
Sky- Courtney
-RESULTS-
Sky- 5
Courtney- 2
-ELIMINATION TABLE-
24- Ezekiel (Killer Basses)
23- Katie (Killer Basses)
22- Noah (Screaming Gophers)
21- Justin (Screaming Gophers)
20- Izzy (Screaming Gophers)
19- Sadie (Killer Basses)
18- Tyler (Killer Basses)
17- Cody (Screaming Gophers)
16- Heather (Screaming Gophers)
15- Eva (Killer Basses)
-STILL IN THE COMPETITION-
Screaming Gophers: Owen, Gwen, Beth, Leshawna, Lindsay, Trent, Dave.
Killer Basses: Duncan, Geoff, DJ, Bridgette, Harold, Courtney, Sky.
What. You weren't expecting another surprise?
Before I start with the final part, I want to say that I've started classes, so the update rhythm will probably change, and now I'll publish the episodes as soon as I have them done. Same case with Sammy Successful Shift. even though with that story I will keep the pattern of coming out every three episodes of Island (in this case, it will be after).
We have a non-elimination round. Mainly because everyone here still has plot.
Courtney made her charming moves to get Duncan to stop his torment on Harold, which won her favor, and she has a near total stranglehold on Team Basses. Unfortunately for her, her plan didn't go as she had hoped.
Don't worry, this "Courtney doesn't really love Duncan" thing is going to be explored. It's all part of the plan, I promise I'm not just demonizing Courtney.
Sky narrowly escaped being eliminated. And now things with DJ are getting back on track, which could cause problems on the team.
Dave on the other hand is back to taking a passive role… although to be honest, the Gophers in general were super passive in this episode despite having Heather in canon, so there's not much else to do… for now.
In the next episode, the teams will be put to the test in a series of extreme challenges that are Jackass-worthu. Will they survive? There's only one way to find out.
I hope you liked it, and please don't be afraid to leave your reviews. I enjoy reading them and getting feedback.