"Welcome back to Total Drama Refresh," Chris greeted. "Last time, Chef hunted down the campers ones by one. Bobby booby-trapped the island in the hopes to capture someone and win himself immunity. He eventually succeeded in catching Edward. Lionel was having fun making Parry miserable-or more miserable-but Montana encouraged Parry to take revenge. We saw an all new wild side to Parry as he took down Lionel and won himself immunity as well. The final winner was Eliot who's complicated network around the island kept him safe. In the end, it was Ethan who went since Nicole found his nice attitude was too much of a threat. However, Annie and Montana didn't go along with her alliance and voted for their own targets. Is Nicole's alliance doomed? Keep watching because we've got another episode of excitement coming up right now!"
(Theme Song Plays…)
(Girls' Cabin)
The normally friendly atmosphere of the cabin had reached a peak in tension. Nicole was pacing the floor angrily, Annie was sitting on her bed while glaring at Nicole, Beatrice was nervously wandering between the two of them, while Montana just held back on the side.
"Well, it's become quite apparent that our alliance isn't as strong as I thought," Nicole sniffed, "because it was clear that not all of you voted for the target we agreed on."
"'Agreed on?'" Annie snorted. "You mean the target you told us to vote out. Whatever happened to us just watching out for each other? You know, how you're not going to control what we do?"
"It's called strategy," Nicole argued. "I'm doing what's best for all of us. Being nice isn't going to get you far in the game, and let me remind you, the prize is five million dollars. Besides, I'm trying to be nice by keeping you guys safe."
"I think you mean we're keeping you safe," Annie countered. "Face it, Nicole, without us you wouldn't be able to do anything. This whole alliance is just a way to get you to the finals."
"That is so not true," Nicole protested. "I'm doing this for you because you guys are my friends. If I wanted I could dump you and find a new alliance and I'd still be fine. But I won't do that because you guys are still my friends. I think."
"Can we please stop fighting?" Beatrice insisted.
"Oh, this is coming from the girl who has a tendency of making up reasons to hate people," Annie snapped.
Beatrice pulled back dejected.
Montana just sighed, "I need to get some fresh air."
She left the cabin and began walking along the grass. It wasn't long before suddenly dropped out of a tree in front of her.
"Morning, Montana!" Parry laughed as he hung upside-down from a tree branch.
"Parry!" Montana exclaimed happily. "What…are you…doing?"
"I don't know," Parry replied. "But all of a sudden I just feel full of life and energy."
"Well, that's the best new I've heard all day, right," Montana said. "Now let's hope we can keep it that way this time."
Confessional:
Nicole-Annie is just digging herself deeper. She thinks that I need her, but I've still got Beatrice and Montana for now, plus I've got Edward on my side. Didn't she see what happened to Sooz? If you aren't part of the team you'll be cut off.
Annie-I've come to realize that I don't like very many people on this island. All the nice people like Matthew, Dirk, and Ethan were voted off and I'm left with the jerks. Wow, I am stressed. I need to take some deep breaths…
Montana-This alliance seemed like a good idea at first, right, but if anything it's only turned us against each other. Oh well, I'd much rather have a final two of me and Parry, right, I'm so glad to see that he's finally perking up.
Parry-Ever since I won immunity last challenge I've been overflowing with some foreign feeling. It's as if my years of built of angst has just burst to let something else in.
(Boys' Cabin)
The girls' cabin may have seemed tense, but it was nothing compared to the boys. With Ethan gone there were no longer any feelings of friendship between any of them. Lionel, Edward, and Bobby refused to look at each other as they sat on their beds. Eliot was taking notes on all of them. Eventually Bobby got an idea as he grinned mischievously. He reached under his bed and pulled out a familiar projector device.
"Hey, Lionel, what's on your mind?" he called as he pushed a button.
The machine played in Lionel's voice, "Nicole may not be the prettiest girl here, but compared to the crazies on this island she'd probably my choice."
"Ha, wow you're already moving onto another girl?" Bobby laughed.
"Shut up!" Lionel snapped as he smashed the machine against the wall.
He then marched out of the cabin furiously. Eliot took note of this and began scribbling more notes frantically.
To himself he muttered, "With Ethan gone, Bobby has been showing more signs of aggression. I believe that he may be exerting his dominance before takes us down…this could either lead to him being an alien invader, or a government a—"
He paused and then sighed dejectedly.
Confessional:
Eliot-I don't exactly know what it is, but I just don't seem to be so concerned with all the hidden dangers in the world anymore. Normally that's the one thing on my mind, yet lately I've been thinking about a lot of other things. I don't know if I should feel relieved or really, really, really worried.
Lionel-People think that I'm dumb because I'm beautiful and athletic, but I can strategize too. Like, hitting on Nicole…that's totally strategy. She's a threat and if I can get her off guard then maybe I can take her down. Yeah, that was totally the plan and that's all there is to it.
Bobby-I think I'm in a pretty good position right now. Everybody's got their own vendettas going on; I can make Lionel suffer all I want. And he's bound to get voted off…eventually.
(Mess Hall)
Breakfast did not offer much of a pause in the animosity.
"I'm not sitting at the same table as her," Annie exclaimed as she pointed at Nicole. "I say, that the three of us that are real friends should sit together."
"Well, if you want to turn your back on the alliance, go ahead," Nicole challenged, "but I expect those loyal to the team will stay with me."
"Um, maybe we should just each sit with one of the guys," Beatrice suggested as she gestured to the five boys all at different tables.
"Fine," Nicole spat.
Beatrice happily sat down next to Eliot and Montana was eager to sit with Parry.
"Nicole, over here, I save you a seat," Lionel called as he winked her.
Nicole scowled at him and chose to sit down next to Edward. Annie glanced at around at her choice. She shrugged as she sat down next to Bobby.
"Hi, new best friend," she exclaimed.
"Please don't talk to me," Bobby replied.
Chef served up his usually slop to the five different tables. Beatrice, Eliot, Montana, and Parry were all able to engage in casual conversation. The rest could not say the same.
"So, you want Annie gone?" Nicole said to Edward. "She's become quite a nuisance, but I may need your help in getting votes. I can't guarantee that Montana and Beatrice will vote for her."
"Well, Ethan will do whatever I say," Edward replied. "Oh, that's right, you made me vote him off."
Nicole scrunched her face in irritation as she said, "Look, the other guys don't really seem like the sharpest tools in the shed. Just give them some reason to want Annie gone and they should follow along blindly."
"Hello, campers!" Chris exclaimed happily as he entered the mess hall. "We've got a challenge in store for you today so meet me outside and we can begin."
The campers finished up their breakfasts and followed Chris outside. They gathered around a shack that was surrounded by various pieces of junk.
"Welcome to the scrap heap," Chris exclaimed. "For this challenge, you'll be making your own bikes which will then be used in an epic race."
"We'll be making bikes…out of this junk?" Nicole asked incredulously.
"Don't worry, you'll find everything you need if you're diligent and work fast," Chris assured. "You may work together if you want, but each of you will be racing on your own for the challenge."
Confessional:
Annie-Maybe this is what I need. A chance to do something creative without having to work with the others.
Bobby-Ha, this challenge is so perfect for me. The others don't stand a chance.
"Wanna work together, Beatrice?" Eliot asked. "I've got a little knowledge of technology and mechanics. Granted, it's mostly of the alien kind, but they're kind of similar."
"Of course I'll work with you," Beatrice exclaimed as she picked up a wheel.
Nicole, meanwhile, was digging through the pile and making a collection of things she could use.
"So, I've got a proposition for you," Lionel said as he approached from behind her. "I can see that you seem to want Edward on your side for the end, but can you imagine how lame that would be. He's really not all that cool, now if you took me you'd have someone fun and sexy with you at all times."
"Thanks for the offer," Nicole said sharply. "I'll keep it in mind."
"I mean, it's not like Edward can do anything for you," Lionel continued. "The guys a wimp, I could actually offer you some help for the physical challenges. And I noticed that you've been having some trouble with the girls; I can help with that too, my gorgeous looks cannot be resisted by them."
"Right, that's why I'm totally burning up and drooling at the thought of you just standing anywhere near me," Nicole replied sarcastically.
"Are you suggesting something?" Lionel retorted as he moved in closer to her.
"Ugh, you're disgusting," Nicole snapped.
"Here, at least let me give you a hand with that," Lionel suggested as he helped carry her load of supplies.
Montana and Parry were having fun climbing through piles of junk and searching for anything they could use.
"Hey, hey, Montana, look at this!" Parry exclaimed as he held up a propeller.
"Whoa, that's sure to make things more exciting, right," Montana laughed.
Edward was not having the best of luck building his bicycle. He picked up various pipes and bolts and examined them quizzically.
"Let's see…this might go here," he muttered. "Or maybe it should go like this."
And Annie was taking time to make sure that everything on her bike matched her theme. All the materials were pink. She had even found some pink paint which she used to cover anything that wasn't pink.
Confessional:
Lionel-The more Nicole rejects me, the harder it is for me to resist her…and once she's mine I can take her out…when I feel like it.
Edward-Why should I know anything about building a bike? I mean, I can run around in the physical challenges or solve puzzles in the intellectual challenges, but mechanics wasn't exactly a part of my upbringing.
Annie-So maybe my bike wasn't the most practical, it still felt nice to do something creative and express myself.
"Alright, let's take a look at these bikes," Chris exclaimed.
Beatrice and Eliot had matching bikes. Both of them were thin, but they were covered with wires and twisting cogs. The only difference between them was that any blinking lights on Eliot's were green, while Beatrice's were red.
"Hm, interesting design," Chris commented, "but if I was giving points for originally you'd both lose for copying each other. The real question, though, is how fast can they go?"
Chris moved on to Annie. Her bike was a bright pink with designs of flowers painted on it. The bike itself did not like particularly well-built though; in place of pedals it had down flaps giving it the appearance of a ball gown.
"Uh-huh," Chris muttered unimpressed. "The point of the challenge was to build something that could win a race, Annie, not a beauty pageant."
Chris continued over to Edward's bike. The bike was very thin and was missing several parts. It looked like it could fall apart at any second.
"Well, unlike Annie, you might be able to get somewhere with this bike," Chris commented, "but I doubt you'll get much farther."
Nicole's bike looked to be by far the strongest one. It had all the right pieces and was built securely.
"Now this bike looks like it stands a chance," Chris exclaimed. "And…where's Lionel's bike."
"He spent all his time helping me," Nicole explained as she rolled her eyes.
"True, but I still have something," Lionel exclaimed as he reached behind a pile.
He pulled out a small red wagon which he hooked onto the back of Nicole's bike.
"Since we worked together, I thought we could ride together," Lionel said.
"What? I did not agree do this," Nicole exclaimed.
"Well, too bad, I approve," Chris declared.
Lionel smirked at Nicole.
"Wow, Montana, that's an interesting contraption you got there," Chris exclaimed when he saw what Montana had.
It didn't even look like a bike. For a seat it had a lawn chair with pedals hanging down. It was attached to a large propeller on top. A series of pipes connected the front to the back of the bike. In the center was a car's steering wheel.
"Normally, I'd say that this is a disaster waiting to happen," Chris exclaimed. "But considering how it's Montana, it might just work."
Parry had an equally unusual bike. It had a stool at a seat and a large fan on its back. The body seemed to be built of parts of an old refrigerator.
"Hm, I suppose it could stand a chance," Chris muttered.
As soon as he spoke the entire bike fell apart.
"Nah, being crazy isn't something that can be forced," Chris concluded. "You'll be sitting this challenge out, Parry."
"Okay," Parry said as he stood to the side.
"What? No depressing comments on how it was hopeless to begin with?" Chris asked.
Parry just shrugged.
"Now, I think that's about everyone," Chris said, "except…"
Bobby stepped forward with his vehicle. It couldn't because called a bicycle, it looked more like a motorcycle. It was shiny silver and looked very professionally made. It clearly had a powerful engine on the back, while it had an array of button on the front.
"Well, looks like I've got this race in the bag," Bobby chuckled.
"You would, Bobby, if you were riding your bike," Chris exclaimed.
"Huh?" Bobby replied in surprise.
"Oh, how could I forget!" Beatrice exclaimed. "This is the challenge where we switch bikes."
"Got it, Beatrice," Chris said. "Seems like some of Victoria has rubbed off on you. But you heard the lady; you'll be trading bikes, according to a random order. So could pick a name from this hat."
The teens got up and reached into Chris's hat. Some were disappointed to be trading, while others, like Edward, were thrilled.
"Well, would you look at that," Eliot exclaimed. "I got Beatrice's bike."
"Oh, isn't that exciting," Chris remarked sarcastically. "Beatrice, don't tell me you got Eliot's bike."
"Nope, I got Lionel's bi—um, wagon," Beatrice said as she sat down in the wagon.
"And I'll be carting you around," Edward sighed as he sat down on the bike.
"You've got to be kidding me!" Bobby bellowed. "I'm stuck with the pink piece of crap?"
"That's no way to treat your new best friend," Annie huffed. "Ooh, I Beatrice's bike."
"Well, who got my ride?" Bobby asked. "It better not be meathead over there."
"Nope, I'm stuck with this wimpy bike," Lionel said as he pointed at Edward's attempt.
"I got the motorbike, right!" Montana cheered.
"Well, that leave me with…" Nicole exclaimed as she counted off the bikes, "…the deathtrap waiting to happen."
She sat in Montana's bike nervously as she tried to figure out the controls.
"Alright, campers, the first four to cross the finish line will move on to round two," Chris explained. "By warned there's quite a few traps planted out there. So are you eight ready?"
"What does this do?" Montana muttered as she pressed a button.
Immediately she blasted across the entire course and passed the finish line. However, she didn't stop there and ended up smashing the bike into the Mess Hall.
"Well, there goes all my hard work," Bobby scoffed.
"Ahem, since Montana has already secured her place in the finals, are you seven ready?" Chris repeated. "Go!"
The bikers took off. Eliot took the lead as Beatrice's bike proved to be quite swift. Annie, having a nearly identical bike, was also making good progress, but she was riding shakily and uncertainly. Lionel was also taking it cautiously, but for him it was because he knew his bike might fall apart at the slightest bump. Edward was pedaling as hard as he could to carry both himself and Beatrice.
"Come on, faster," Beatrice urged.
"I'm trying as hard as I can," Edward wheezed. "I don't see you helping out."
Bobby and Nicole hadn't even taken off yet.
"How am I supposed to move this thing?" Bobby complained. "It doesn't even have wheels?"
Nicole, meanwhile, was still trying to figure out how to move her bike.
"Let's see, I should get moving by pedalling," she reasoned.
She started pedalling only to realize that she was travelling vertically.
"Ah! No, stop," she exclaimed as she stopped pedalling.
Her bike came crashing down to the ground.
"Well, for the campers who are actually racing, they should be arriving at the obstacles soon," Chris exclaimed.
Sure enough, the five campers at had arrived at a field full of what looked like giant balloons.
"Clearly I was wrong to stop worrying about aliens," Eliot exclaimed. "If this isn't one of their nests than I don't what is."
"Well, it's not like they can hurt us," Lionel remarked as he pedalled ahead.
As soon as he got close to one of the large balloons it burst open and blasted compressed air in all directions. Lionel was blown to the ground and Annie and Eliot were shaken up too.
"Okay, I can do this," Eliot exclaimed as he tried pedalling between the massive balloons.
Annie attempted to follow after him, but wobbled too close to one of the traps and was blown off to the side.
"Well, I don't think we have to worry about being careful," Edward remarked as he finally arrived with Beatrice. "We're already going at half a kilometer per hour."
Eliot was quickly making his way through the traps without any trouble. Lionel was moving slowly; he had already lost several pieces from the first explosion.
"You can do it, Eddie!" Beatrice cheered from the wagon as Edward pedalled furiously.
"Please stop that," Edward replied bluntly.
Annie had gotten herself out of the bushes where she'd been blown, but she was falling behind now. Eliot managed to escape from the balloons and was taking the lead on the finish line. Lionel followed behind him tentatively. Annie and Edward were both making much slower progress through the traps.
Back at the starting line, Bobby and Nicole weren't having much luck. Bobby was attempting to push his bicycle, but the flaps dug into the dirt and made it incredibly difficult to move. Nicole was still trying to figure out how to get her bike moving without soaring into the sky. She had yet to find the right strategy.
Edward was nearly out of the field of balloons now.
"Hooray, we did it!" Beatrice cheered while waving around her hands wildly.
Unfortunately, this seemed to set off one of the final balloons. The duo was launched into a tree painfully. Edward's bike was very damaged at the front now as the wheel threatened to break off and roll away. This gave Annie the chance to pull ahead and leave behind the balloons.
"Come on, Eddie, we're falling behind," Beatrice implored.
"Why bother? There's no way we can catch up now," Edward said. "And I definitely am not going to carry someone as annoying as you to the finish line."
Beatrice seemed taken aback as she huffed, "Well, I don't need you to get me to the finish line."
She unhooked the wagon and grabbed a fallen branch as a paddle. Using the branch she propelled herself along the ground.
"Fine, go ahead and humiliate yourself further," Edward snorted.
The four campers still racing were approaching the finish line now. Eliot had a strong lead, but Annie had actually managed to catch up quite a bit. Lionel was staggering behind and Beatrice brought up the rear. As the leading two came up on the finish line a small squirrel scurried onto the course.
"Squirrel!" Eliot exclaimed as he turned to avoid it.
Annie, however, panicked at this and tried to swerve to the side. This caused her to go tumbling off the course, and since it was a downhill edge, she didn't stop there.
"Eliot crosses the finish line and insures himself a spot in the final round," Eliot announced. "And if Annie doesn't make a recovery, it looks like Lionel and Beatrice will be joining him."
"Oh, come on," Edward scoffed disbelievingly as Beatrice actually managed to make her way to the finish line.
"That's it, Lionel and Beatrice are both going to the final round!" Chris exclaimed.
"This contest was completely unfair," Bobby protested. " I couldn't even move my bike."
"Yeah, all that work I did on my bike went to waste," Nicole added.
"I don't see why you losers are complaining," Chris shrugged. "You've all insured yourself immunity."
"Wait, what?" Edward exclaimed.
"Just like last time, this is going to be a sudden death challenge," Chris said. "You really should have seen this coming. The loser of the final round will be going home tonight. No votes, no ceremony, no marshmallows."
The campers were stunned by this news. Edward actually looked quite smug, while Nicole looked irritated.
"So, take a good look at Beatrice, Montana, Lionel, and Eliot, because one of them won't be here at the end of the day," Chris exclaimed.
Confessional:
Nicole-This totally throws off my plans. Now I can't vote off Annie, and I have fifty percent chance of losing part of my alliance.
Beatrice-Aw man, this sucks. I don't want any of us to go home, but I'm still going to try my best.
Lionel-Why did I even bother to cross the finish line? I could have gotten myself a free immunity. For losing!
Edward-Ha, whatever happens today should be good. I don't care for those guys, but if the girls go, then suddenly Nicole doesn't have as powerful a spot as she'd like.
The campers gathered around the new course. Chris had given back the original bikes to the four riders.
"Come on, Montana and Beatrice, win this for the team," Nicole cheered.
The five campers who weren't racing were sitting down and watching intently. Parry showed real concern for Montana; Annie smile at her friends, before glowering angrily at Nicole and Edward. Bobby and Edward both just looked amused.
"Alright campers get ready," Chris announced. "Today you are racing for your lives on the island."
Beatrice smiled and nodded at Eliot who returned the gesture. Montana just looked forward eagerly. Lionel was not happy.
"This isn't fair, Chris," he said as he gestured to the wagon he was in. "I worked on Nicole's bike with her, can't I use that?"
"Nope," Chris laughed.
"Here, you might want this," Beatrice said as she tossed him the branch she had used.
"On your mark…" Chris exclaimed, "…Go!"
The four took off. Montana fluttered in the sky and also managed to move forward at the same time.
"Now how is she doing that?" Nicole complained.
Eliot and Beatrice rode side by side, while Lionel struggled to keep up.
"Time for some excitement!" Chris exclaimed as he pushed a button.
Suddenly oil sprayed all over the course. Beatrice, who had the lead, suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. Eliot was having difficulty keeping his balance. Lionel was already going slowly and so he just kept up with pace.
"You're going to have to harder than that, right," Montana laughed as she remained safe in the air.
"Oh don't worry, I came prepared for you," Chris said as he pushed the button again.
This time a blast of smoke was shot out in the air. Montana began coughing and struggled to keep up her path. Lionel and Eliot were both going slowly, but they had taken the lead. Lionel lost his grip on his branch briefly as it slid along the oil, but Eliot was starting to wobble as he made his steady progress. Beatrice was still flopping at the rear.
"The campers are starting to leave behind the first obstacle," Chris narrated, "but they've got a pit to get through."
The two guys had managed to pull up to a long, deep trench then stretched across the course. Lionel closed his eyes as he rolled forward with incredible speed while Eliot followed after him.
"Come, ladies, you can do this!" Nicole shouted.
Montana exited the cloud, but she was headed straight down now.
"Yikes!" she cried as she tumbled right into the trench.
Her propeller didn't offer much assistance now and she was forced to pedal after the boys. Beatrice finally left behind the oil and actually managed to make quick progress as she shot into the pit. Lionel was just swerving from side to side with no control as he rolled against the smooth sides of the trench. Eliot was shakily pulling ahead of him. Beatrice used her quick speed to pass Montana.
"They're nearly out of the pit," Chris exclaimed. "Just one more obstacle ahead of them and then it's the finish line."
As Eliot and Lionel both headed for the edge of the trench they ended up colliding with each other. Lionel managed to recover quickly, but Eliot had been knocked to the ground. Lionel picked up his wagon and carried it out of the trench. Eliot recovered and sat his bike back up. Beatrice pulled out next to him and gave him an encouraging smile.
"Lionel is about to find out what the final obstacle is," Chris exclaimed mischievously.
Lionel was paddling in his wagon again and headed for the finish line when he was smacked aside by a boulder on a swinging rope.
"Ow," he groaned as he rolled across the ground in his wagon.
He barely had time to recover when another rock came swinging for him. He paddled frantically and managed to dodge it. Beatrice and Eliot were side by side again and were just entering the final obstacle. Montana had managed to get her propeller to work again and had taken to the sky. With her advantage regain she quickly caught up with and passed Eliot and Beatrice. She swerved and dodged as the boulders swung up to her height.
"We're going to have to hurry," Eliot told Beatrice.
"We can do it," Beatrice said nervously.
Lionel was still making steady progress and Montana was cruising along quickly. Beatrice and Eliot pedalled swiftly as they evaded the swinging rocks.
"Looks like our first place winner will be here soon!" Chris exclaimed. "It's…Lionel!"
Lionel cheered as he got out of her wagon. Montana crossed after him not too much later.
"Oh no!" Eliot cried. "Looks like one of us is going home."
Beatrice looked like she had been struck by a sudden epiphany.
"I've got an idea," she exclaimed as she pedaled after Eliot.
Once she had caught up with him again she kicked at his wheel. This caused Eliot to swerve to the side and crash into the wall. Beatrice then slowed down and jumped off her bike. It was soon knocked aside by a swinging boulder.
"Um…what was that for?" Eliot moaned as he rubbed his head.
"I just remembered something," Beatrice exclaimed. "The challenge is a trick. The one who's going home is actually the one who crossed the finish line last, which was Montana technically."
"Um, I never said that," Chris said as he approached the four racers.
"But…but that's what happened last time," Beatrice said desperately.
"Yes, but I can't keep all the twists…otherwise they wouldn't be twists anymore," Chris said. "So, since Eliot crashed his bike first, that means that he is the loser of this challenge."
"What…what?" Beatrice cried. "That's totally unfair. If anything, you should eliminate me."
"No!" Nicole exclaimed. "I mean…think about it, Beatrice, this is five million dollars we're talking about."
"She's right," Eliot said. "I can understand if you'd rather take me out to get keep your chance for the prize."
"No, no, that's not what I wanted," Beatrice pleaded frantically. "I swear, I thought I was doing the right thing. I'm such an idiot. I don't deserve to stay here anymore."
"Well, this is nice and all, but I make the rules," Chris said, "and the rules say that the loser gets eliminated. Eliot lost, so bye-bye."
Beatrice hung her head in defeat.
"Don't worry," Eliot said. "It's probably for the best if I leave behind the island. Aliens have probably homed in on my location by now and it's best if I keep moving."
Although, Eliot didn't sound nearly as frantic and paranoid as he usually did. He almost sounded like he was joking.
"Okay, Eliot, the Boat of Losers awaits," Chris said as he pulled him towards the Dock of Shame.
Confessional:
Nicole-I suppose this was the best outcome. Beatrice and Montana are part of my alliance and I'd like to keep Lionel around…because he could be useful! For no other reason than that.
Beatrice-Oh, Eliot…I'll miss you.
Bobby-At least that guy will leave me alone now. Seriously, he was weird.
(Later, Girls' Cabin)
Beatrice was sobbing in her bed. The other girls were unsure if they should comfort her or not. Nicole and Annie still very tense with each other and neither one wanted to make the first move. Annie, however, eventually decided that she ought to offer some support to Beatrice. She sat down next to the girl and smiled sadly at her.
"Hey, it'll be alright, I promise," she said. "I know how you feel. Matthew and I might not have known each other for very long, but I feel like we were meant together. I still think that, and I'm sure you'll still see him eventually."
Beatrice wiped away her tears and asked, "You're not still mad at me, are you?"
Annie shook her head, "I've had some time to cool down. You're my friend, Beatrice, I shouldn't blame you when I'm really angry at someone else."
Nicole was still watching them curiously.
"We've got to make sure Annie doesn't turn Beatrice away from us too," she whispered to Montana.
"Nicole," Montana said from her bed, "could you stop talking and just go to sleep"
(Conclusion)
"Another camper is gone and another relationship is torn apart," Chris laughed. "It's only going to continue, who will be ejected next? Will Parry's upbeat attitude last? Will Lionel win over Nicole? Is that actually his strategy? We've got more coming up so don't miss the next Total…Drama…Refresh!"
Author's Note: Once again, I feel the need to apologize for this elimination. Eliot and Victoria really didn't get stick around too long, but the reason for that is because I already had my core group. They were just there to add some more episodes. As well, I wanted Beatrice to get a real friend...only to find some way to screw up again.
Thanks to everyone who voted in my poll, it was interesting to see your thoughts. I'll be putting up a new one soon.