"Welcome back to Total Drama Refresh!" Chris greeted. "Last time we visited the campers who managed to get themselves eliminated in one way or another. We learned that Ezmyralda is still as horrid as ever, while Jasmine is desperate to get another shot at fame. Annie and Matthew seem happy together, while Victoria and Beatrice are having trouble maintaining a stable friendship. At the end of the day, all of the campers got to vote for who of the final five would be joining them next. While it looked like Montana might be accidentally voted off, Annie managed to convince the majority to vote for Edward instead. How will the other four react to this? Keep watching to find out!"
(Theme Song Plays…)
(Main Site)
Rain poured down all over Wawanakwa. Floods of water rushed through the site and into the lake. Birds and animals all scattered in all directions frantically.
"I think it's safe to say that we won't be having a challenge anytime soon," Nicole noted as she looked out the window.
"Don't bet on it," Montana said. "You know Chris, right."
"Well, in that case, I guess we'd better get to sleep," Nicole said. "I want to be rested if we're competing in whether like this."
As lightning crashed, one could just make out a figure bolting through the water nervously. It was Molotov the bear, who was desperate to find shelter. He eventually managed to hide himself in the confessional as he sighed in relief.
After all the campers had gone to sleep, the water came down even harder. It pooled around the cabins which eventually drifted along into the lake.
(The Next Morning)
"Campers, oh campers," Chris called gleefully.
The storm was over and the sky was sunny again. However, there were still pools of water clinging in the sand.
"Hm, what a shame," Chris exclaimed nonchalantly. "It would seem that the cabins were washed away. Oh well, there was no way of knowing that freak storm would hit."
"What are you talking about, MacClean?" Chef scoffed. "You've known for months now that a monsoon was coming."
"Did it? Well, I guess I just didn't want to have to deal with it," Chris shrugged. "I'm sure they'll be fine, and besides…"
Chris walked over to his own cabin.
"This'll give us a chance to work on some financial planning," Chris concluded as he grabbed some folders.
He spread out several documents on his desk as Chef sat down next to him.
"So, do you think that we could afford a virtual reality machine for next season?" Chris suggested.
Chef burst out laughing as he said, "On our budget? Not likely."
"Fine, fine, I'll just rent the studio again," Chris pouted as he made a note on his file. "But we're still going to have to make a few cuts. Get comfortable, Chef, this is going to take all day."
Chef rolled his eyes and groaned.
(?)
Parry and Bobby prepared for their day, oblivious to their new location.
"So, Edward's gone now," Parry noted.
"Yes, can't say he'll be missed," Bobby replied. "And with him gone, we're just one step closer to the big prize."
As Parry opened the door he asked, "What do you think today's—"
He stopped as he looked out at the island outside. The scenery was very different from what he was expected. There were no signs of anything familiar, only trees and wild plants growing. The cabin was on the shore now, with the edge just in the lake.
"This is the campsite," Parry exclaimed.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby scoffed as he pushed him aside. "Oh…I see what you mean."
The two boys stepped out onto the sand cautiously. Both of them examined their surroundings for any signs of Chris.
"Do you think it's another challenge?" Parry asked.
"We just had a challenge where we woke up somewhere strange," Bobby pointed out. "I'm not saying Chris is always creative with his idea, but I doubt he'd do the same thing twice in a row."
"So, what happened?" Parry asked.
"Try using your head," Bobby scoffed. "There was a storm last night; there was probably a flood with it. I'm guessing that our cabins washed up somewhere nearby."
"Look, I think I see something over there," Parry exclaimed as he spotted something in the sand.
He and Bobby raced over the beach to investigate what he had seen. Once they got close enough, they realized that it was actually the confessional.
"Oh, that's really helpful," Bobby scoffed sarcastically.
Parry opened the confessional, only to come face to face with a growling Molotov.
"AH!" both boys screamed as Parry slammed the door shut.
They immediately took off running back the way they had come.
Confessional:
Molotov-Rawr…grrr..growl…roar…grwar…
Translation: I'm so tired of those kids pushing me around and disturbing my beauty sleep. They're going down!
(Girls' Cabin)
"Well, Montana, ready for another challenge?" Nicole asked.
"I'm always ready," Montana laughed.
"That's good," Nicole said with a slight smile, "I—That tree wasn't there last night…"
Montana looked out the window were Nicole was pointing.
"Hm, that's not the only thing out of place, right," Montana noted. "I don't think we're on Wawanakwa anymore."
"Oh, come on, has Chris resorted to reusing the same challenge twice in a row?" Nicole scoffed.
The two girls exited their cabin and found themselves in a bay. Surrounding them were nothing but trees, behind them was nothing but water.
"Well, I'm up for another adventure," Montana exclaimed.
"Alright, I can do handle another day of this," Nicole sighed as she followed after Montana.
The two girls entered the wild overgrown forest. Montana used her boomerang to hack at the vines that blocked their way, while Nicole followed behind nervously. Nicole couldn't help but notice several glowing eyes watching them from the darkness.
"So, Montana," she said trying to keep calm, "how far do you think we are from the campsite."
"Knowing Chris, he'd probably want us to have quite the journey, right," Montana reasoned. "So, I'd say that we'd better be prepared to be walking all day."
"I am really getting sick of this," Nicole sighed. "We four have been through a lot, can't Chris just wrap thing up already?"
"Nah, that's not his style," Montana replied. "But maybe you'll get lucky and get sent home tonight."
"Oh ha, ha, you're hilarious," Nicole scoffed defensively. "I'm not giving up this far; that check is so mine."
"Whatever you say," Montana said as she flicked away some more vines.
However, what she didn't realize was that one of the vines was actually a snake. The serpent hissed angrily and slinked after her.
"Montana!" Nicole cried out as she spotted the snake.
"What?" Montana asked as she twirled around.
She ended up accidentally kicking the snake in the head and knocking him back into the bushes.
"Uh, nothing," Nicole said nervously.
Suddenly the two girls heard a roar, followed by a scream.
"Did you hear that?" Montana exclaimed.
"That did not sound pleasant," Nicole replied fearfully.
"That could be the boys," Montana said. "We have to help them."
"No, not a good idea," Nicole protested. "If there's some creature out there, then we want to be heading in the opposite direction."
"Sorry, but I can't just abandon them," Montana said as she leapt up into a tree. "You were right, we've been through a lot together, and I look out for my friends."
Montana leapt off into the wild leaving Nicole alone. Nicole looked around her surroundings cautiously.
"Okay…okay, Nicole, you're alright," Nicole told herself. "I'll just make my way back to camp. It's probably this way."
She brushed aside some vines, being careful to make sure there were no snakes, before continuing.
(Boys' Cabin)
Parry and Bobby had retreated to their cabin and had immediately slammed the door shut. However, that didn't seem to dissuade Molotov. The bear clawed at the windows furiously.
"What is that bear's problem?" Bobby exclaimed in panic.
"Well, whenever he runs into me, it usually ends badly for him," Parry admitted.
"Oh, so this is all your fault, then?" Bobby said accusingly.
Molotov managed to smash through one of the windows and stuck his roaring mouth in the cabin.
"We can't stay here," Bobby exclaimed as he headed for the door.
"You think we'll be any safer out there?" Parry asked.
"At least we've got somewhere to run out there," Bobby replied as he swung open the door and raced towards the forest.
Parry sighed and followed after him. It didn't take Molotov long to notice where his targets were headed now. He roared angrily before bounding after them.
"Take to the trees!" Parry ordered as he swung himself out of Molotov's reach.
"Uh, that's not exactly my style," Bobby called back as he continued to run.
Molotov paused to swipe at Parry. Parry managed to pull himself just out of the way of Molotov's claw. The bear decided to chase after Bobby instead.
Bobby was running as fast as he could, but unfortunately that still wasn't very fast. As Molotov gained on him, he shot a glance backwards. Seeing that the bear was right behind him, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Leave him alone!" Montana exclaimed as she tossed her boomerang at the bear.
The boomerang crashed into Molotov's nose and caused him to stop in his tracks. Montana took this chance to swing off of a vine and into his chest. Molotov was knocked backwards. Parry then followed Montana's example and also swung into the bear. Molotov stumbled back further and ended up stepping over the edge of a small dip. He wound up tumbling into a ditch full of brambles.
"Quick, while he's busy let's get back to the cabin," Parry exclaimed.
Montana grabbed Bobby and helped him to flee back the way he had come.
(Chris and Chef)
The number of papers in Chris's office had doubled by now as Chris scribbled frantically. Next to him, Chef held a pen, a calculator, a pencil, and eraser, and a protractor.
"Okay, that'll leave us enough to afford food for the contestants," Chris declared, "as long as it's two months overdue."
"Works for me," Chef said.
"Okay, so now we're going to have to start cutting paychecks," Chris said. "You've been getting a little greedy lately, if you ask me."
"You touch my paycheck and I'll cut you!" Chef threatened as he wielded some baby scissors harmlessly.
"Well, we need to reduce something," Chris said.
"Why don't you just take some funds from your hair care product account?" Chef suggested.
"Not happening," Chris denied. "If I miss just one of my products, I could turn into a hideous monster. I can't risk humiliating myself on international television."
Chef rolled his eyes again.
"Okay, we'll come back to that later," Chris said. "For now, let's talk about the medical equipment. Do we really need all that gauze?"
(Nicole)
Nicole had trekked deep into the forest by now. She hadn't risk ever stopping, in fear that she might run into some horrible creature. Every time she heard a noise or saw some movement, she changed her direction to avoid it.
"I've got to be close now," Nicole reasoned with herself. "I mean, how big can this island be?"
She brushed aside some more vines as she stepped into a small clearing. As soon as her foot touched the grass in front of her, though, she was sent sprawling down a tunnel. She screamed as she rolled through dirt and dust.
When she opened her eyes, she could only see a faint bit of light coming from the hole she had fallen in. She glanced around where she had landed and realized that it was some sort of large cavern.
"Where am I?" she muttered.
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she realized that it wasn't a simple, natural cavern. There were rotting bricks in the floor and walls. Several ruins of pillars were scatted through the room. The one thing that didn't look to be ravaged by age was a pedestal in the center of the area. On top of it was a sparkling gold coconut.
"What is this?" Nicole breathed as she approached the treasure.
She examined the shining coconut from all side. Eventually she tentatively picked it up. Immediately the entire cavern started to rumble furiously.
"Sorry, sorry!" Nicole exclaimed frantically as she returned the coconut to its pedestal. "See? It's back where it belongs, no harm done."
The rumbling didn't stop and the walls started to collapse. The remains of the pillars came crashing down in all directions. Nicole ran away from the pedestal in a panic. She didn't know where she was going, but she found herself following a tunnel. The shaking continued to grow increasingly violent. Nicole eventually managed to pull herself through the tunnel and found herself in a much more natural cave. Then the tunnel collapsed on itself.
"Well, then, looks like I'm stuck here," Nicole sighed.
(Parry, Montana, and Bobby)
The trio had returned to the cabin by now. Montana made sure to barricade the door and windows with whatever she could find.
"That bear knows that we're here and he's got it out for us," Bobby said hopelessly. "We're no safer here."
"Look, that bear is going to have to take some time to get back here, right," Montana explained. "I figure we can build ourselves a raft in that time and boat out of here."
"What about Nicole?" Parry asked.
"We'll have to come back for her," Montana sighed. "But let's get to work. There's plenty of wood around here."
The three went to work on taking apart pieces of wood that they could find. Eventually, Parry had a realization.
"Hey, wait a minute," he exclaimed. "We've got a super genius with us, can you invent us a boat or something?"
"Pfft, that would be a trivial task," Bobby scoffed. "You two can handle making a simple raft, I'm sure. But I've got something in mind that'll be quite useful for us."
Bobby pulled out a piece of paper and pencil and began scribbling notes. He grabbed a few objects from the cabin as well as some pieces of technology from his pockets.
"Just leave him be," Montana said. "We've got a raft to build."
(Chris and Chef)
The room was full of paper now. Chris had a noticeable beard and bags under his eyes now.
"Well, we can sell the cabins to the boyscouts," Chris mumbled. "How much do you think they'll pay?"
"I dunno, twenty-five dollars?" Chef suggested. "But that's only because they need wood for their bonfire ceremony."
"Bah, that's not good," Chris scoffed as he brushed his current paper onto the floor.
He grabbed another sheet of paper and began taking more notes.
"Do you think we would be allowed to rent out the island for storage of radioactive waste?" Chris asked.
"I don't think EPA would approve that," Chef pointed out.
"Oh, what's the worse they could do?" Chris scoffed. "Get me every nuclear power plant in Canada on the phone."
(Nicole)
Nicole had fumbled through the darkness of the cave. She had found herself walking along a straight path. She walked slowly though, as the floor was covered with rocks and she frequently tripped over them. Eventually she found that the walls were replaced with the familiar bricks and there was a source of light ahead. Once she moved forward she saw that they were torches that eerily remained lit.
"Okay, that's not normal," she muttered to herself. "But at least it's not trying to kill me."
She heard a click as she took a step forward. Suddenly a dart shot right past her nose.
"Oh…that was close," she squeaked nervously.
Another dart shot over her head, and another headed right for her body. She took the hint and moved forward. However, it wasn't long before were spewing out all over the place. Nicole screamed as she charged forward. Miraculously she managed to avoid being hit. Once she reached the end of the hallway she looked around curiously.
"Ha, still alive!" she cheered. "Take that, deadly temple."
The ground started to rumble again and a stalactite broke off and fell right towards her. Nicole squealed and dived to the side.
"Okay, I'm going to stop talking now," Nicole said.
(Parry, Montana, and Bobby)
The three had exited the cabin. Montana and Parry were lifting a shoddily built raft while Bobby was still working on his invention. So far it looked like a massive cylinder with various wires attached to it.
"What exactly is that?" Parry asked.
"It's a weapon in case that crazy bear comes back," Bobby explained. "One blast from this and he'll leave us alone."
"Well, I don't think we'll be needing that," Montana said. "Our raft is pretty much finished, hop on."
Suddenly Molotov burst out of the forest covered in brambles. He roared furiously as he charged for Bobby.
"Take this!" Bobby exclaimed as he squeezed the trigger on his weapon.
A large beam of red burst out of the cylinder, but ended up missing the bear. Still, the sand that it hit immediately turned into a black smouldering hole. The bear kept running for Bobby until he was towering over Bobby.
"Uh, that was just a warning shot," Bobby said nervously as he raised the weapon again. "Don't make me fire for real."
Molotov reached out and ripped the weapon from Bobby's hand. He then pointed it at the raft and fired.
"Get out of the way!" Montana cried as she and Parry dived swiftly.
The raft was it and burst into flames. Molotov grinned evilly before pointing the gun at Bobby. The inventor was frozen with terror. He was only saved by Parry grabbing him and pulling him out of the way at the last second.
"Have you once invented something that didn't backfire? Ever," Parry asked scornfully.
Molotov continued to fire at the campers as they fled once more into the forest.
(Chris and Chef)
Chris and Chef were floating in a sea of discarded papers. Chris was tapping something into a calculator while Chef was comparing notes on the documents.
"Well we could save enough money but we would only be able to afford thirteen beds," Chris said.
"So? Just do a season with only thirteen kids," Chef suggested.
"Are you crazy? Who would watch that?" Chris snapped. "Now, I'm thinking we're going to have to sellout a little more. EconoSave might give us a bonus if we start using their blankets and pillows along with their mattresses."
"I don't really see the difference," Chef shrugged. "They're all the same to me."
"Don't say that!" Chris snapped. "He didn't mean that, beloved sponsors, we know that EconoSave is by far the superior brand."
For the third time Chef couldn't help but roll his eyes.
(Nicole)
Nicole hadn't run into anymore deathtraps and for that she was grateful. After following the same path, she eventually found that the ground ended in front of her. She caught herself before falling into the deep abyss. Tentatively she looked to her sides for another other path. Eventually she spotted what looked like tracks leading over the large gap.
"What's this? A mine?" she muttered to herself.
In front of her was an old mine cart sitting on the tracks. Nicole looked out into the darkness ahead of her, then back the way she had come.
"Okay, I'll bite," she decided as she climbed into the cart.
She pulled a rusty lever and managed to release the cart. She immediately took off along the tracks. With every dip she took, the cart increased in speed. Nicole tightened her grip on the sides of the cart and clenched her teeth.
After she continued along the tracks, the cavern started to shake angrily again.
"Oh come on, what did I do this time?" Nicole complained.
With a final thud something smashed down behind her. She dared to look back. She saw a massive boulder rolling down the tracks after her.
"Oh you give me a break," she groaned.
As the boulder gained on her she got more panicked.
"Come on, faster, faster!" she exclaimed as she leaned forward.
(Parry, Montana, and Bobby)
The three ran back through the forest as Molotov pursued after them angrily. He fired several more shots, but never managed to hit them. Every tree that was hit, though, ended up bursting into flames. Montana and Parry were swinging from tree to tree, while Bobby just stumbled along the ground.
"Take this, bear!" Montana exclaimed as she flung a branch backwards.
It snapped Molotov on the nose and caused him to swipe at it in fury. These distractions were the only things that were keeping Bobby ahead of his hunter.
"You know, Bobby, for a genius, you are really stupid," Parry exclaimed as he helped Bobby to dodge another shot.
"Hey, I'm working on a plan," Bobby protested.
"Please do share," Parry replied drily as he was forced to dive and roll onto the ground.
Molotov's aim was improving. As Montana prepared to launch another stick at him, he fired and the stick exploded. Montana was knocked backwards.
"I can shut down the weapon with this," Bobby said as he pulled out a metal baton. "I just need to get close enough."
"Well, there's no time like the present," Parry said. "Montana and I will keep him distracted, then you shut down that weapon."
"Even without the weapon, he's still a big scary bear," Bobby pointed out.
"But right now he's a big scary bear with a dangerous weapon," Parry retorted. "I'd feel better if we got rid of that last part."
"Fine, fine, I can do this," Bobby said more to himself.
"Montana, keep the bear busy!" Parry shouted.
"Can do," Montana replied, but it was clear that she was getting exhausted. "Hey, bear, can't catch me!"
She jumped to the ground and waved at the bear tauntingly. Molotov narrowed his eyes at her. He chased after her with his weapon wielded. Bobby struggled to follow after him stealthily. Parry also followed from the trees. Molotov fired at Montana again.
"Oh, so close," she taunted.
Bobby was slowly creeping up behind the bear with his baton wielded. Molotov fired at Montana, this time he was closer.
"Hey, hey, bear, remember me?" Parry shouted from the tree top as he tossed a branch at Molotov's nose.
Molotov roared and fired at him. Parry dropped down and landed in the bushes beneath him. Bobby was extending the baton now.
"You still haven't hit me yet!" Montana continued to taunt.
Molotov started firing wildly. Red beams flew all around Montana. She had to perform various flips to keep herself safe. All around her trees and bushes were exploding into flames. Eventually Molotov stopped firing.
"And you I'm still unscathed," Montana laughed.
However, suddenly a large branch broke off from a tree that had been hit. It ended up slamming right into Montana and trapping her underneath its weight.
"Montana!" Parry cried out.
Bobby made contact with the baton and it started to crackle. Molotov immediately noticed this and slammed him aside with his paw. Bobby was flung into a tree and the baton was dropped on the ground. Molotov grinned victorious.
"It's just you and me now, bear," Parry declared as he stepped forward. "And this time, let's end it."
Molotov eyed down Parry as he stepped forward. The bear raised his weapon and fired at Parry. The boy slid to the side and avoided the destructive beam. He managed to pick up another large stick and wielded it as a weapon. Molotov fired again and Parry leapt forward. He swung the stick down as he tried to knock the weapon out of his paws. Molotov held on tightly though. The bear snapped his jaw outward and managed to break the stick in half. Parry pulled back in time to avoid another blast from the beam. He ducked and pulled himself closer to Molotov. The bear aimed the gun downward. He pulled the trigger. In the last instant, Parry grabbed the barrel and shoved it upwards. Molotov ended up blasting himself in his own chest. Parry grabbed onto the trigger and held on tightly. Molotov was launched out into the woods where he slammed into a tree unconscious.
Parry immediately let go of the weapon and rushed to Montana's side. He used all his strength to remove the branch that was crushing her.
"Montana, are you alright?" he asked.
"That was incredible!" Montana exclaimed. "I mean, I knew that you had some pretty cool tricks, but I don't think even I could have done what you just did."
"I'm fine, thanks for asking," Bobby exclaimed sarcastically as he approached them.
"This is all your fault," Parry accused.
"Okay, okay, I can accept that," Bobby said. "But I'll make it up to you. I think I might be able to get off out of here. I just need to put the final touches to my teleporter…"
"No!" both Montana and Parry exclaimed immediately.
(Nicole)
Nicole had stayed just ahead of the boulder, but it looked like it might crush her every second. The cart continued to accelerate as she went through tunnels and made sharp turns and twists. She even had to go through an upside down loop.
"What kind of mine is this?" she screamed as she rocketed forward.
As her ride continued she passed what looked like an elephant rotating its trunk in a robotic fashion.
"This isn't making any sense!" she cried.
She also passed an animatronic yeti and a hare playing a banjo.
"Hope you had a good trip," the hare chuckled goofily.
Nicole could see light ahead of her. She was going up at nearly a vertical level now as she headed towards several slivers of light.
Meanwhile, Chris and Chef had managed to finish up their financial planning. Chris had just finished shoving all of his papers back into the folder.
"Well, I think that went rather well," Chris said back to his usual self.
Suddenly the floor started to shake.
"Uh, what's that?" Chef asked.
The floor burst open as Nicole rode in on a mine cart.
"Nicole!" Chris exclaimed. "What were you doing in my floor?"
Nicole stumbled out of the cart and started sputtering, "We were stranded on an island and there were snakes and bugs and I fell in a hole and there was a coconut and everything tried to kill me and I went for a ride with a boulder and an elephant and a yeti and…that stupid rabbit."
She then fell forward and collapsed on the floor.
"Well, someone has had too much excitement," Chris remarked. "But I suppose we should check on the others."
(Later)
Chris, Chef, and Nicole all arrived at the other end of Wawanakwa by boat. Parry, Montana, and Bobby were all waiting at the beach and waved frantically went the saw the boat. Next to them was an upset Molotov with a large singe mark across his chest. His paws and mouth were completely tied up though.
"We're saved!" Montana cheered.
"Did you ever doubt me?" Nicole replied smugly.
"Alright guys, let's get moving," Chris ushered. "We've still got an elimination ceremony to get to."
"What!" Bobby exclaimed. "After all—"
"I said, chop chop," Chris interrupted.
(Campfire Ceremony)
The final four all sat around the fire while Chef Hatchet attached a muzzle to Molotov.
"Final four, you all had quite an adventure today it would seem," Chris exclaimed. "But I didn't see it as I was busy sorting out some very important matters. And therefore the entire challenge was meaning…so I have a marshmallow for Nicole, Bobby, Parry, and Montana."
"Uh, Chris, that's all of us," Nicole pointed out.
"Right you are, Nicole," Chris said. "And that means that it's time we say good-bye to our dear friend, Molotov."
"Erg," Molotov snorted in confusion.
"Sorry, budget cuts mean that we can afford your high-life salary," Chris said. "I'm sending you back to the Russian circus we bought you at."
"Rawr!" Molotov exclaimed in anger.
"Chef," Chris said calmly.
Chef pulled out a tranquilizer dart which he injected into Molotov. Once the bear had collapsed he dragged him over to the Boat of Losers.
"So the rest of you will all get to stay for another day," Chris said. "But we will have the real final four challenge next time and one of you will go home then. So bring your A-game because it would suck to lose this far."
As the contestants headed back to their, recently relocated, cabins, Montana walked with Parry.
"I must say, I am thoroughly impressed with your performance today," she said. "It was truly heroic of you, right."
Parry blushed as he replied, "What can I say? You would have done the same for me…not that I wouldn't also save Bobby...but, well…"
"I know what you mean," Montana laughed as she patted him on the head. "You're a true friend and I'm glad you made it this far with me."
"I am too," Parry said with a smile.
(Conclusion)
"Well, wasn't that the exciting episode?" Chris exclaimed. "You could to watch me take on the hazards of budgeting a reality TV show. Truly a scary concept. And next week we'll be back to our usual challenges. Who will make the final 3? What more can I throw at them? Be here next time and you'll see on the next Total…Drama…Refresh!"
Author's Note: It's getting harder to write longer chapters now that we're nearing the end. We're almost there so keep reading, and don't forget to vote on my latest poll to let me know what you think of the pairings.