Boys: Shawn
Girls: Courtney, Heather, Lindsay
Episode 22: Crouching Courtney, Hidden Heather
"Last time on Total Drama Action," Chris said over the usual shot of the film lot. "With an appetite for destruction," Heather was shown picking up a dresser, "Heather won invincibility."
"Which was bad news for Lindsay considering that she wasn't in an alliance," Lindsay was shown eating popcorn and yelling in the amphitheater. "However, it was Noah who was sent home," the schemer was shown entering the limo, "since Heather got the power to vote off who she wanted," Heather was shown making her decision.
"Will Heather manage to dodge yet another elimination?" The queen bee was shown sitting on a bottom bunk and crossing her arms with a smug grin. "Will Shawn survive being the only boy against three girls?" The conspiracy nut was shown sitting on a bottom bunk and looking at the camera with an anxious frown.
"All this and more," the shot cut to Chris standing in front of the trailers, "on another thrilling episode of Total! Drama! Action!"
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The episode opened on a shot of the inside of the girl's trailer. The door slammed open and Lindsay walked in. "I can't believe how exhausting all that rock-and-rolling was!"
"Well, I can't believe Heather voted Noah off," Courtney said.
"Cry me a river, will you?" Heather scoffed. "At least we won't have to hear his dry quips for a while."
Confessional: Lindsay
"I got really lucky back there," Lindsay said. "I would've been eliminated if Heather didn't get the sole vote. I feel sorry for Noah, but I'm still in the game. If I don't want to be targeted again, I could join Shawn and Courtney's alliance, but there's one obstacle to that."
Confessional Ends
"I'm going to bed," Heather tucked herself in. "I don't want to stay up late."
After watching her fall asleep, Lindsay focused on Courtney. "Do you want to stay up for a bit? We can give each other facials."
"No thanks," Courtney refused.
"How about we do each other's hair?" Lindsay offered. "Paint each other's nails?"
"Or how about we go to sleep now and stop suggesting things to me because I'm not letting you in my alliance," Courtney declared.
Confessional: Lindsay
"It was worth a try," Lindsay said. "Courtney's hard to talk to and she always looks down on me. Doesn't she want Heather out of the game as well?" she looked sad.
Confessional Ends
The static cut to a shot of Shawn inside his trailer. "Well Shawn, you're the last guy standing," he talked to himself. "It's just you and three girls. One's a high-strung cheetah, the other's a mean bee, and the last is a sweet butterfly."
"I do have the cheetah on my side, and if I was the bee out, I should get the butterfly to vote with us," the conspiracy nut strategized, "just as long as they don't fight with each other."
Confessional: Shawn
"Normally I sleep outdoors," Shawn confessed. "But since all the guys are out of the game, I can rest easy inside the trailer knowing that I won't be eaten alive. Privacy is my one value."
Confessional Ends
"I should go to bed," Shawn said while tucking himself in. "The next challenge may involve fighting, and I want to conserve my energy." The camera focused in on him as the lights went out and he closed her eyes, and the world around him seemed to fade into something brighter and greener.
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He awoke with a start to the sound of a large gong. The shot pulled out rapidly, showing that he and the others were all lying in the middle of some woods. Heather and Lindsay were on the left and Courtney and Shawn on the right.
"What?" Lindsay asked in confusion as she woke up.
"Were we kidnapped last night?" Shawn asked in alarm.
Heather narrowed her eyes and sniffed the air. "Great! We're in Camp Wawanakwa!"
A gust of wind blew through the clearing the four were in and the camera panned down just as Chris seemingly floated out of them in lotus position, wearing a white martial arts uniform with a red belt around his waist and a headband emblazoned with a Japanese 'rising sun'.
"No way," Lindsay said, mouth open in shock.
"Cool," Shawn said with a grin.
The host floated past them, and the cast was oblivious to the wires leading up from his back. He stopped somewhere between Courtney and Lindsay, flipped himself into a one-handed handstand, did a few mid-air somersaults, landed on one knee to punch the air a few times, then stood up and bowed; all with his eyes closed.
A gong sounded again, and he opened his eyes and unhooked his harness with a small smile. It 'floated' back the way he'd come from, and Shawn's grin fell. "My 'cool' can be taken back."
"Honorable competitors," Chris announced, completely ignoring him, "welcome to the Total Drama Kung Fu reward challenge. Shot on location here," he motioned to the forest around them, "in the beautiful Japanese woods. "Today, we pit girls against boys."
"But the girls outnumber me three to one," Shawn pointed out.
"Good point Shawn," Chris said. "One of the girls will have to work with Shawn for the first part of the challenge, and it's up to them to to decide."
"Don't even think about it," Heather told Courtney before she could open her mouth. "You've been cooped up with Shawn this season."
"So what if I have?" Courtney argued back. "We've been cooperating as a duo."
"Well I'm not losing to two powerhouses," Heather said.
"Courtney can work with me this time," Lindsay pipes up.
"I second that!" Heather smiled.
"And that's a majority vote," Chris announced to the annoyance of Courtney.
"This is unbelievable," Courtney grumbled.
Confessional: Courtney
"Thanks to Lindsay and Heather, my chances of winning are lowered!" Courtney stated. "If we're going to make Heather and Shawn lose, I'm going to push Lindsay to her fullest fighting potential."
Confessional Ends
"In kung fu movies," Chris explained as he paced between the castmates, "actors train with stunt choreographers before they film their fight scenes. So, today, each team will have a trainer and a fighter. Pick your roles, and train as hard as you can in the kung fu style of your choice." He struck a pose, then adopted an extremely stereotypical east Asian accent for his final remarks. "The battle begins when noble heron flies east."
"Can you make that line make sense?" Heather demanded.
"Four hours," Chris answered bluntly as he hooked his harness back around his waist. "May the best fu win! Excelsior!" A reverb effect was added to his final word, shouted as he ascended into the sky.
Confessional: Chef
"A little heads up," Chef told the viewers, "Chris is bringing Owen to cameo for this episode. His job is to spy on the two teams and pick one to sabotage." The angry cook huffed. "Did you really think Chris would make things easy for anyone?"
Confessional Ends
The camera panned past Lindsay and Courtney as they shot unsure looks at each other and stopped on Heather and Shawn. "There are a lot of fighting styles to choose from," the theorist said. "I've seen a lot of action movies just to be prepared."
"You can be the fighter!" Heather demanded. "I'll be the trainer."
Confessional: Heather
"I'm not getting my face busted in," Heather talked to the audience. "Shawn can do the job for me. And it's about time he mans up and stops being a coward."
Confessional Ends
The scene cut to a close up of Shawn as he wiped a rag on the Lame-osine. "Remember," Heather said as the camera panned out to show her lounging on the hood, "not a speck of dirt on that limo." In the bushes, Owen was watching and writing something down on a clipboard.
Chris showed up and walked to the mean girl. "Can you make her wax my car too?" The host asked.
"Definitely," Heather agreed. "Which one's yours?"
The camera pulled out to show an entire parking lot filled with expensive looking cars. "All of them." Chris laughed.
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The camera flashed to a close up of Courtney, Lindsay, and a sleeping Chef. Chef was shirtless and Lindsay was holding a can of hair wax.
"That's it. Wax on," Courtney instructed as Lindsay applied the wax onto his chest. "Wax... off!" The paper was pulled off.
The camera cut to a wincing Owen as a cry of pain from Chef was heard. "That's really painful," the big guy commented.
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The footage flashed forward to Lindsay doing push-ups and sweating. "Twenty-eight! Twenty-nine! Thirty! Aw, that's it!" Courtney encouraged as the camera zoomed out.
The camera zoomed out some more showing an angry Heather and Shawn. The latter was doing push-ups while the former stood on his back. The queen bee yelled "Put more effort into those push-ups!"
Seeing this, Courtney ran off and returned with a huge rock that she placed on Lindsay's back. She stood on it, causing Lindsay to push-up slower and harder.
"Faster, Lindsay! Faster!" Courtney encouraged the dumb princess. "You're a warrior! You're a destroyer!"
Heather got off Shawn's back and placed a horse onto it. Much to her apathy, Shawn was straining more and more.
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A few loons called as the scene cut to Lindsay standing awkwardly on a post on one leg in the middle of the lake.
"Here! Gotta keep your strength up!" Courtney told her as she rowed up in a canoe and gave her a hotdog.
"I'm not hungry, but I'm getting a leg cramp!" Lindsay whined.
"Oh no you're not!" Courtney started massaging Lindsay's leg.
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The camera flashed to Shawn sitting next to a picnic table as Heather placed a cloche on it.
"Lunch already?" Shawn asked while taking chopsticks from the girl.
"It's an exercise for your reflexes," Heather said. "You can eat what you catch."
She opened the cloche, but much to her horror, the bees inside immediately swarmed around Shawn.
Confessional: Heather
"How was I supposed to know the bees would swarm?" Heather critiqued. "It was supposed to be like one of Muhammad Ali's lessons. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee."
Confessional Ends
The scene cut to Lindsay as she punched a straw dummy that had been strapped to a tree. The camera zoomed out to show Courtney frowning.
"You're not being fierce enough," Courtney told her partner.
Lindsay moaned. "What do you think I should do?"
"Pretend it's someone you hate," Courtney advised.
The viewpoint shifted to show the dummy head-on, and with a ripple effect it changed into the image of Heather. The shot returned to normal to show Lindsay deliver a fierce flying punch that snapped both the dummy and tree in half.
The camera cut to Owen hiding in some nearby bushes. "Yikes," he said to himself as he wrote some more notes.
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The camera flashed to a punching bag with a crude drawing of a robot on it.
"For this part," Heather explained as the camera zoomed out to show the two standing next to it, "you need to dig deep and get your anger out. Then, you gotta unleash it on your enemies. Or this dummy."
"Here I go," Shawn looked determined.
He punched the dummy eight times before giving it a flying kick, snapping the tree and dummy in half.
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The footage skipped ahead, flashing over to the top of a pagoda. A gong sounded, and the camera panned down, showing the two teams walking up to smaller buildings on either side of the main pagoda. In the middle was a wide flat area with nothing in it save a large object hidden behind an ornate paper divider.
A puff of pink smoke went off in front of the mystery object, and Chris emerged from it playing a Chinese pan flute. He tossed it away after a few notes, then turned around and addressed the camera. "Most worthy competitors!" he began. "Welcome to the Total Drama Kung Fu Showdown!"
The scene immediately cut away to the tops of some pine trees as someone began running across them. Zooming out and up the figure was revealed to be Chef, now dressed as a rough approximation of an unarmored samurai. He did a few mid-air spins as he jumped from the trees to the roofs, then down to the ground slicing the paper divider a few times with his katana before leaping away. The cuts inexplicably set on fire, and the divider quickly burned away to reveal a pair of large red and blue robotic exosuits.
The gong sounded, and the castmates gasped. "See, the fighters go in the robot suits," Chris explained, "and the trainers operate 'em with these here joysticks!" He whipped out a pair of old-school video game joysticks from behind his back to show the teams.
"So what was all that training for?" Lindsay asked in disbelief.
"It's a lesson in zen, o student," Chris explained happily before throwing the joysticks to Heather and Courtney as though he were performing a martial arts maneuver. "Two minutes till the match begins! Suit up, fighters!" He vanished in another puff of pink smoke.
Courtney was moving her joystick. "Okay. Up, down, left, right."
As she was moving her joystick, the camera switched to show Lindsay in the blue suit following what Courtney was doing, causing her to do the splits.
The camera quick-panned to show Shawn, now strapped in the blue suit, and Heather. The latter was testing controls. Shawn was forced to hit himself in the face. "Arms work!" Heather called. He was then forced to kick himself in the face. "Legs work too!"
Just then, Chris reappeared in yet another puff of pink smoke. "Enough practice!" he said as the gong was rung. "When the beautiful geisha sounds the gong, the match will begin."
He motioned over to the gong, where Owen stood by in full geisha garb including makeup and wig. Holding a folded-up paper fan in one hand and a gong mallet in the other, he was far too happy to be there.
"You guys are confusing cultures," Shawn said. "Geishas are Japanese, but kung fu is Chinese."
"News flash!" Heather yelled. "Nobody cares."
Owen made his way over to Heather. "Watch out for Lindsay's roundhouse kick," he told the trainer. "It's a killer."
"Thanks, Miss Owen," Heather snarked off.
"Come on, we're a team," Owen whispered. "You're the only ones getting any inside info."
"If it helps us, then I'll allow it," Shawn called out.
Courtney had seen their exchange. "Hey, no fair. What's Owen doing with the enemy?" The type-a blew a whistle through her fingers. "Over here!"
The camera pulled back to show that Owen was making his way over to the guys, albeit with a bit of stumbling.
"So, were you just talking to the guys about us?" Courtney asked the cameo once he arrived.
"What? No, no. I was just, you know, giving them some uh... advice?" Owen awkwardly admitted.
"Really? That's so sweet of you," Courtney pinched Owen's cheek.
"Do you have any advice for us?" Lindsay asked, causing Owen to stutter. "That's okay. We understand."
"Watch out for Harold's left hook. It's a killer!" Owen yelped before leaving the girls.
Confessional: Lindsay
"I can tell he was supposed to sabotage one of us," Lindsay confessed. "Why else would he be talking to the other team? I do like how he wanted to keep things fair between us."
Confessional Ends
The footage cut back to Chris standing in a meditative pose as Owen walked up to him.
"So, which team got the inside track?" Chris asked in a hushed tone with a sideways glance towards her.
"Uh, both of them," Owen answered.
Chris was panicked to hear the news. "What?! You're supposed to sabotage one of the teams, not be all Nicey McFairpants."
"Picking which team to sabotage is hard," Owen defended himself. "I'm not even a contestant this season, and I don't want to be biased."
"Just hit the gong already, okay," Chris said.
Owen walked over to the gong and struck it with his mallet. The sound reverberated through the air, shaking both the geisha and host. "Let the match begin!" Chris announced, his voice wobbling.
Heather and Courtney were each shown moving their joysticks, and the suited-up fighters approached each other.
Shawn stuck first, kicking Lindsay in the leg. The dumb princess cried in pain.
"My bad," Shawn said.
"Oh yeah?" Courtney moved her joystick to make Lindsay slap Shawn.
"Sorry!" Lindsay apologized.
Heather moved her joystick to have Lindsay punched in the belly.
"Forget about leg cramps. My stomach cramped right now," Lindsay groaned.
Soon, a montage of the fighters hitting each other played.
Afterwards, Lindsay kicked Shawn in the crotch. "Not again!" he groaned.
Heather narrowed her eyes. "You wanna play?" She asked dangerously. "Let's play." She pushed her joystick forward, and Shawn flew towards his opponent.
Courtney frantically moved her joystick, but that caused it to break.
"If I'm gonna die, please make it quick!" Lindsay braced herself.
The footage showed various parts of the blue suit fly past the camera before Lindsay landed on her back with a pained grunt.
Chris ducked into the shot. "That's gotta hurt," he winced looking back at the blonde. "Think she's still alive? Come on back and find out." The host looked away. "Medic!"
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(Commercial break)
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The episode retuned to a shot of Courtney and Owen looking down at Lindsay. "Wakey wakey!" Owen patted the blonde's head, causing her to wake up.
"And the winners are," Chris announced, "Shawn and Heather!"
The shot pulled back to show the winning team celebrating.
"Can somebody let me out now?" Shawn complained.
Without warning, Chef lept out from off-camera and sliced the front off the suit with his sword. Seconds later, the front half of the suit was lying on the ground.
"You know, I can breathe better all of a sudden," Shawn said.
Confessional: Shawn
"That sword trimmed off my nose hairs," Shawn commented before getting up close to the camera to show his nostrils. "Not one to be seen."
Confessional Ends
"Heather and Shawn have won the first challenge," Chris explained as the scene returned to everyone lined up, "and they'll be continuing on to compete for the reward. Girls," he turned to the losing team, "you're gone. Here's where things get interesting."
"I hate when he says interesting," Heather complained. "It just means painful."
"Correction," Chris told her with a grin. "Exciting means painful. Interesting always means life-threatening."
The girls sighed in relief, and Shawn and Heather groaned.
"Each of you must carry a glass of water to the top of the tallest mountain in Japan, Mt. Banshee." Chris explained, holding up a glass of water. The camera quick-panned to a shot of Camp Wawanakwa's thousand-foot-high cliff, then zoomed in to show a potted bonsai tree sitting on a rock.
"There you'll find a bonsai tree guarded by a mysterious kung fu master." The shot panned to a cave on the left, where the Sasquatchankwa sat cross-legged dressed in a Raiden-esque manner. In front of him was a campfire, where a tea kettle hung on a stick. "Try not to spill any water on your way up," Chris warned as the shot zoomed in on the kettle and crackling flame. "You'll need it to brew kung fu tea as payment for the bonsai."
"And if there isn't enough water to make his calming tea," the host continued as the shot moved back to him, "he'll give you a fatali-tea." He dumped out the glass and let it fall with a tinkling crash, and Heather and Shawn shot each other worried looks. "First one to bring the bonsai back down the mountain alive, wins. And, as an added bonus, our lovely geisha will act as a guide and loyal manservant during your deadly climb! As for our losers," he turned back to the girls, "you're sentenced to zen lessons." The two shared a confused look. "AKA, kitchen duty!"
The two looked at each other as Chef approached. "March two three four!" he ordered, poking Lindsay with his sword. "March two three four!" He repeated the gesture with Courtney, and herded the two teens off-camera. "Let's go! Ease up!"
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The camera flashed to the base of the mountain, where Heather and Shawn stood with their water glasses with Owen behind them.
"Is it just me or is this thing taller than before?" Shawn mused.
"I can see it too," Heather replied.
"Let's just get climbing," Shawn said.
The two began a wordless climb. Heather grabbed for a small outcropping, but slipped and almost fell.
"Stupid water!" Heather complained. "How am I supposed to win like this?"
"Don't know, but complaining won't help," Shawn retorted as he passed her.
They soon saw Owen climbing past them without any difficulty.
"Since when are you Spider-Man?" Heather wondered.
"It's the geisha shoes," Owen showed them off. "They make me feel light as air."
As he giggled, the camera revealed that he was attached to a string belonging to a crane next to Chris.
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The scene flashed to the kitchen, where Courtney was washing dishes with his back to the camera. "We totally could've won the reward if you could take a punch," the C.I.T. said to Lindsay, who was washing a glass nearby.
"You were the one who insisted on being the trainer," Lindsay defended herself.
"I wouldn't have had to be the trainer if you didn't offer to partner up with me!" Courtney argued.
Just then, Chef Hatchet dropped a large pot filled with cooking knives on a small table behind Lindsay, instantly gaining the attention of both losers. "Shut your traps and grab a blade," he told them as he walked past.
"Are we having a knife fight?" Courtney asked.
"I don't like to play with knives," Lindsay complained as she examined a knife in her hand. "They'll just draw out blood, and that'll totally mess up my clothes."
"I could care less about your fashion issues," Courtney replied. "I just know you're smart enough to not pick a fight you know you can't win."
"Y'all are gonna use those blades to cook a meal fit for a warrior," Chef explained as he returned pushing a large tank of water on wheels. "Kung Fu Noodle Soup. Vegetable stock, noodles, and the seven deadliest species of fish known to man."
"You got your rabid piranha," a piranha jumped out of the water and snapped its jaws before slashing back down; "poisonous blowfish," a blowfish jumped up and briefly inflated itself; "electric eel," an eel bristling with electricity was the next to leap into the air; "toxic jellyfish," the purple blob merely surfaced, scooted an inch or so across the water, then dove back down; "lethal swordfish," the next fish was nearly as long as the tank itself and looked very menacing; "man-eating shark!" A shark that was somehow larger than the tank itself jumped up out of the water, and the camera cut outside to see it leap higher than the roof of the tent and roar before several pinkish tentacles shot out, grabbed it, and pulled it back in; "And killer octopus!" Chef finished with a chuckle as the tentacles reeled the shark back into the tank with a splash.
"Now, who's ready to start?" he asked the two with a serious expression. The shot panned over to the left where the girls were huddled together on top of the stove, both wide-eyed with fear.
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The camera flashed to one of Shawn's sneakers before panning out to show him slowly inching his way up the mountain. "If this was a tree climbing challenge," he said in between gasps, "I'd have been at the top already!"
The camera panned up to show Heather looking down at Shawn. "On the plus side, if we win this challenge, we could share the prize with Courtney and become a team against Lindsay!"
"Like you want to try that," Shawn scoffed. "You'll just take the reward for yourself."
Heather glared at him before saying "You have a point. I just want Lindsay or Courtney out of the game."
"I'm not voting off Courtney," Shawn said. "We've been working together ever since the start of the game."
"Do you really think that Courtney would want to work with you?" Heather asked him.
"Uh, yeah?" Shawn replied. "She was the one who came up to me with an offer of an alliance."
"Really?" Heather widened her eyes. "I thought you were the one that did that. Courtney does play to win."
"Well so do I," Shawn said. "Let's talk about this when we're not in the middle of climbing a mountain."
"Fine!" Heather grunted.
As Owen was watching them, he was suddenly pulled up by Chris.
"I was gotta ask you to stir up some juice for our bloodthirsty fans back home, but since Heather's already doing that, you can go home if you want to," Chris told him.
"I want to," Owen said. "Sabotaging people just makes me feel so underpanted. But can I keep the geisha costume?"
"I don't have any use for it, so you can do whatever you want with it," Chris replied before signaling the crane operator to lower the funniest guy around down.
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The scene cut back once more to the kitchen, the camera lingering on a close-up of the water tank before pulling back to show Courtney and Lindsay lurking fearfully at its edge.
"Maybe the fish is less aggressive right now," Lindsay suggested as she carefully plunged her knife into the tank. It stayed there for a second before something beneath the surface seemed to grab it and vigorously shake it. She let go and the weapon sunk into the tank. A moment later a bubble surfaced and popped, sounding like a belch.
"If you want, I'll handle the fish and you take the noodles," Courtney suggested.
"That's good," Lindsay said. "My mom taught me how to make noodles, and they're so fun and tasty to slurp."
"Just go boil them," Courtney told her before a tentacle wrapped around her mouth and attacked her.
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The scene cut back to the two scaling the cliff. Heather had regained her lead, but Shawn wasn't far behind.
Confessional: Heather
"At first, l was going to take advantage of Courtney's dislike of Lindsay, but then I thought why not turn Shawn and Courtney against each other?" Heather smirked. "They're both selfish, and they really like to win. If I pit them against each other, I can vote one of them off."
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Lindsay was setting a pot of water to boil, then read off a piece of paper on the counter next to her. "Are you sure you don't need help?" She asked Courtney as the camera panned over to her duking it out with a jellyfish.
"I'm good!" Courtney called out. "It's just a jellyfish. I can handle it!"
Confessional: Courtney
"We're in the final four," Courtney told the confessional. "I don't want to show that I'm helpless and needy. Those are just signs of being weak back where I'm from."
Confessional Ends
The scene flashed to the Sasquatch waiting in its cave at the top of the mountain, the camera panning off to the left to show Shawn and Heather as they finally reached the peak.
"You know, I'm having doubts about your partnership with Courtney," Heather started.
"And why is that?" Shawn wondered.
"Do you really think that an upper class person like her would care about someone as saggy and demented as you?" Heather continued.
Shawn got offended by the comment. "Wow. You're going to insult me when you have doubts?"
"Listen to me," Heather said. "Have you seen how overcompetitive she's been lately?"
"She was a nutjob in the last two challenges," Shawn remembered.
"Exactly!" Heather emphasized. "We're getting close to the end of the season, and knowing her, she's going to betray you and take the money for herself."
"Why should I put my trust in you?" Shawn asked. "You played with Rodney, remember?"
"I'll admit I did frame him for the bras, but this time, I have evidence of Courtney's plot," Heather pulled out her walkie talkie and pressed play.
"I can't wait to win the million dollars!" the voice of Courtney played out. "It was bothersome to be partners with Noah and Shawn just to get to that point. Noah is out of the way, but sooner or later, Shawn will be and no one will be able to prevent me from getting that cash!"
After Heather ended the recording, the camera panned to a jaw-dropped Shawn. "She was using me!?"
"And I was right there recording all of it," Heather said.
"I'll deal with her, but first…" Shawn splashed his water onto Heather's eyes, causing her to shriek and drop her cup. "I have a challenge to win."
The camera quick-panned ahead to the Sasquatchanakwa, who stood up and stepped forward as soon as they saw Shawn. They stopped him in his tracks with a roar.
"You're pretty scary," Shawn shuddered, "but I don't want to get personal with you. Here's the cup!"
He threw the cup at the Sasquatch's head, forgetting that there was still some water left inside. It blinded the creature, causing it to roar furiously.
Confessional: Sasquatch
The Sasquatch was the one in the confessional. "Not cool," it complained in a deep and hoarse voice.
Confessional Ends
The Sasquatch marched towards Shawn with the intention to attack the boy and growled.
Shawn was about to back out, but once he saw Heather recovering, he grit his teeth and got serious. "I've been running away from danger all my life, but with all that's happened, I'm going a different direction this time."
He back flipped onto a rock and launched a flying kick on the Sasquatch's face, dazing it for a few seconds. Quickly getting back up, Shawn did a sprint jump and punched it right it the face, knocking them out cold.
The footage returned to Heather watching in shock as Shawn ran past her with the bonsai. Her eyes widened in fear and the camera panned out to show the Sasquatch glaring at her, causing her to flee. Her scream of terror was heard over a long distance shot of the mountain.
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The footage skipped ahead to night in the craft services tent. It had been rearranged so that a single table sat along the far end loaded with seafood, and various Japanese-themed decorations had been put up around the room. Lindsay and Heather were seated at the table, while Shawn and Courtney stood near the meal counter with a noticeable amount of distance between them.
"Would you care for some Kung Fu Noodle Soup?" Lindsay asked as she gestured to the pot in her hands.
"Knowing you, you may have cooked it poorly!" Heather denied. "No thank you."
"I actually put a lot of effort into the food," Lindsay said.
"I don't want to get poisoned and have my face swelled up," Heather refused. "I know there was poisonous fish used for the meal."
"I was just trying to be nice, but if you don't want anything, that's not my problem," Lindsay retorted as she left.
The camera cut to Shawn and Courtney. "How prissy is that girl? We cook her a meal and she thinks we're going to poison her?" Courtney complained.
"To be fair, there was some toxic sea creatures used for the meal," Shawn mumbled.
"Me and Lindsay made sure to extract the poison out," Courtney said. "As much as Heather's public enemy number one, poisoning her is a line we will not cross."
"But lying to someone is definitely a line you will cross," Shawn told her.
"What are you talking about?" Courtney wondered.
"It's clear you're manipulating me just to reach the finals," Shawn said. "Now that we've reached that point, I'm saving myself some dignity and ending our alliance, if there was ever one to begin with."
"I do care about you!" Courtney said.
"I doubt it," Shawn stood up and left the tent. "It's every man and woman for themselves now."
Courtney soon left as well. "If that's how you want to go, then fine. We're playing for ourselves."
Confessional: Heather
"This is great," Heather said. "With Shawn and Courtney hating each other, I now have a better chance of surviving eliminations. It wasn't that hard to imitate Courtney's voice into the walkie talkie. We nearly sound alike, only her voice is super irritating."
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The camera cut to the tent's entrance as Chris soon stepped into view. "And with that, we end off another episode," he told the camera. "Will Heather be able to retain her bad guy credibility?" Chris asked. "Will Courtney and Shawn be able to realize their mistake and patch things up? And will Lindsay be able to top all this excitement with her newfound girl power? Find out next time, on Total! Drama! Action!"
(Roll the Credits)
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(Bonus Clip)
"Aside from a few key moments, I'm okay with how today has been," Shawn confessed. "I took down a sasquatch and won the challenge. I wish it was during an elimination episode, but we can't win 'em all." A deep muttering came from outside the trailer. "There's some food left in the kitchen. Go help yourself." He heard more muttering. "There's no space for you to fit in my trailer. Don't you normally sleep in the woods?" An angry mutter came. "I'm not trying to make you look bad. I'm just stating a fact." He heard footsteps leaving. "That was unbelievable."
Author's Note: Honestly, Heather and Courtney's voices do sound similar so I hope it makes sense Shawn fell for that trick.
The final four is now at a standstill. This is gonna be spicy and I know it.
16th/15th: Harold
16th/15th: Dawn
14th: Lightning
13th: Sky
12th: Jo
11th: Beth
10th: Brick
9th: Duncan
8th: Mike
7th: Amy
6th: Rodney
5th: Noah