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Author's note: - Thought I should add something I probably should've mentioned at the start. This is a "The season my way" fanfic, not a "What I think would've happened" fanfic. Not sure if that's a big deal, but I thought I should at least make that clear. Also, when I get to the point where I'm making new songs, or big changes to the songs, I will describe what's happening. But for the songs that are nearly exactly the same, I probably will just hope you know what's supposed to be seen.

Episode 3 - Super Happy Crazy Fun Time Japan

Last time, on Total Drama, World Tour. Egypt, land of pyramids, land of hot, land of sweaty! Our contestants had loads of fun, on the run, in the sun. And we still managed to find time to: dust a dog; chat up a camel; feed the crocs; and whack a bird. Showing style on the Nile, Team Amazon managed to pull out a win. Zeke found a way to lose, unlose, and piss off his entire team, again. Lucky for the dude I was kind enough to make it a reward challenge. This week, who's gonna sing? Who's gonna dance? Who's gonna sell out their friends for a chance at one million dollars? Welcome, to Total, Drama, World Tour!"

(Cue the theme song)

We open with the jumbo jet flying through the sky to its next destination. We flash to inside the economy, or as most of the contestants call it, loser class. The cabin was damp, dark, depressing, and practically falling apart, perfect motivation for the contestants to work their hardest to avoid getting stuck there after any challenge.

The area was currently occupied by the members of Team Victory. Ezekiel was sitting by himself on one side of the cabin, afraid of what his team might do to him if he were to interact with them in any way. After all, if it wasn't for his own stupidity, his team would be enjoying first class with the others right now. He wasn't completely alone though. Noah, for reasons nobody had bothered to ask, had been spending most of their current flight with Team Victory, reading his book and avoiding interaction with their team.

Some type of rock music was blaring from the door to first class. It was a constant reminder to the team on what they could have been doing right now, if it weren't for the one screw up on their team. As a new song started in the other room, Ezekiel finally gave into the boredom and sighed, a little louder then he had meant.

This attracted the attention of his teammates, who until then had been discussing strategies and holding their own little conversations with each other. "To boring for you over there homeschool? You could always come over here and spend your time trying not to make us angrier then we already are at you." LeShawna's expression was practically daring Ezekiel to do what she had suggested. Ezekiel only shook his head and deny her offer, her earlier threats to even speak were still fresh in his mind.

What sounded like a scoff turned LeShawna's attention towards Noah. "And what do you want turkey?"

Noah didn't bother to look up from his book. "I just find it funny that you think all your yelling and threats isn't going to backfire on yourself eventually. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me turkey. If you have to, call me bookworm, or know-it-all, or just plain Noah works well too." The other members of Team Victory had ended their small talks and were now at full attention.

"Apparently I'm doing something wrong in your eyes smart ass?"

"Oh, good one, I hadn't thought of that one."

"You're cruisin' for a bruisin' string bean!"

"And now you're giving me your boyfriends nickname? I'm flattered, but I don't exactly think we'd work out."

"That's it!"

Suddenly the door to first class was thrown open, and a large creature seemingly made of optimism came out. "Woo hoo! This part is totally rockin'! Really wish you guys could be here too!" A quick look around and he located what he had come for. "Noah buddy, there you are! Is this where you've been the whole time? Get over here, this is one party you can NOT miss!" Grabbing the scrawny boy before he could protest, Owen made his way back to first class and sealed the door again, ending Team Victories few moments of music full volume.

LeShawna sat herself back down with a huff. "That boy got lucky."

"Don't worry my chocolate goddess, I'll make sure to teach him a lesson in humility someday." Harold attempted to calm his love.

A screech from the pa system warned them that Chris was about to ruin any type of moment they may have had. "This is your captain speaking. It's time for everyone to join me in the common area, and I mean everyone."

(In the cafeteria zone)

Most of the members of Team Amazon and Team Chris is really really really really hot were noticeably bummed that their party had been brought to an end, but Chris obviously didn't care. "Welcome to today's challenge. I hope you all brought your giant radioactive monster repellent. Because we're about to land in, Japan!" On cue, Chef smashes through the nearest pair of doors, sword in mouth and Japanese outfit to fit the location.

"Gosh you guys, that's totally a Chinese outfit."Harold was the only one that could tell the difference though.

"Thank you Harold. Now remember, anyone who doesn't sing -"

"It's just, you'd really think you'd work harder to get it right."

"Harold! Anyone who doesn't sing, is immediately disqualified."

"You're cultural insensitivity is just, gosh! I mean, gosh!"

Chris smiles with evil at Chef. As if he'd been told, Chef, runs to the nearest door, and slashes it with his sword. The now open doorway sucks all the contestants out into the open air, screaming for their lives the entire way. Chris and Chef were just barely holding on to the doorway themselves. "Or we could've just landed the plane!" "Nah, to boring!"

The contestants were now falling, screaming for their lives. That is, until Chris ruins it by ringing the music bell. "Seriously? I mean, Seriously?" Noah was very annoyed with the host now.

Chris was using a megaphone so the contestants could still hear him. "Sing, and I might think about saving your musical buttocks! Maybe you'll try harder this time, K?"

Before we die

Courtney: We're singing as we're falling!

Heather: Well, some are cannon-balling.

Izzy: Yeah!

Alejandro: Our lives begin to flash before our eyes!

Noah and Owen: We might just go ka-blooey!

Harold and Tyler: Get smushed and become chewy!

Everyone: Cept there's tons we wanna do before we die!

LeShawna: Billionairess!

Cody: Billiard's Champion!

DJ: Make it home to see my momma!

Sierra: Marry Cody!

Bridgette: Catch a barrel!

Lindsay: Be an actress in a drama!

Courtney: Corporate lawyer!

Gwen: Prom destroyer!

Harold: Be a ninja with throwing stars!

Alejandro: Lion tamer!

Owen: New food namer!

Ezekiel: Be a player!

Duncan: Could this get lamer?

Tyler: Repairman for the parallel bars!

Noah: But first we must cease dropping, our goal here would be stopping!

Izzy: Before we smash into the ground from the sky!

DJ: Flat into little pieces!

Harold: Heads merged with our feet-ses!

LeShawna: That would really suck and here's why:

Bridgette: We'd like to keep on living!

Alejandro: So Chris, We hope you're giving:

Sierra: Some wings!

Courtney: A jetpack!

Duncan: A giant pool!

Gwen: A rift in time!

Heather: Parachute!

Noah: Waterbed!

Tyler: A trampoline!

Izzy: Springy shoes!

Alejandro: Rocket boots!

Lindsay: Flying squirrel!

LeShawna: Bubble bath!

Ezekiel: Pile a hay, eh!

DJ: Mama!

Owen: Pizza! No! Chips and some dip will do!

Everyone: Cause there's still so much to do before we die! Yeah, we said it! There's still so much to do, there's still so much to do, there's still so much to do before we die! Yeah!

The contestants continue to fall, until they all land in the conveniently placed giant bowl of rice.

Harold was quick to resurface from the rice, extremely excited about where they were. "Japan! Yes! I know everything about this place!"

LeShawna wasn't as enthusiastic as Harold. "What you know just sent us free-falling out of a plane!"

Harold was quick to defend himself. "But I went to Sensei Steve's feudal Japanese summer camp!"

"Oh yeah? I speak Japanese too. LeShawna, hannah nou yonikirrey." Alejandro suavely said to the loud and proud girl.

LeShawna was confused however. "How's that?"

"I said, you are as beautiful as a flower." Alejandro said, as suave as ever, causing LeShawna to giggle at the comment. Harold could only watch with a blank expression.

The contestants managed to get themselves out of the rice, and followed Chris to their first challenge location. Once there, they separated into their teams and waited for Chris to continue.

"I'm allowed to talk again now, right big guy?" Ezekiel was to afraid to ask any member of his team except DJ.

"I don't see why not. Just be careful around LeShawna man. It seems like almost anything will set her off lately." Nodding at DJ's advice, Chris began his explanation of their challenge.

"OK, your first challenge is inside a Japanese game show studio. Bow down before, Super Human Mega Pinball Smash!" We get a glimpse at the giant pinball set the contestants will be put in for the first challenge.

Two people were much more excited then everyone else there. Surprisingly, Tyler was one of them. "I love Japanese game shows! Woo hoo!" High fiving Harold, who unsurprisingly was the other excited person. "My favorite is "Human Ichi My Car Go-go", where you have to throw a banana into a car window using a-" "Giant shrimp fork, awesome!"

A loud gong sounded, drawing their attention back to the host. "Oh look, my own personal geek gong."

(Confession Cam)

Duncan - "Ugh, those guys are lucky they aren't on my team, or they'd be in wedgie city right now. They would've been anyway, but my team wouldn't let me."

(We're going to skip ahead a bit now. All the way to the second challenge)

The contestants were in the plane's cargo hold now, either searching for supplies to shoot their commercial, or waiting for their turn. Alejandro had dominated the pinball challenge, giving his team first dibs on anything.

Alejandro was currently rummaging through a box laid suspiciously laid out in the open, while his team curiously waited to see if he found anything interesting. "hm, I'm seeing a tiny Tokyo." Pulling a miniature building from the box.

"How stereotypically insulting." Noah joked, getting a few chuckles from his team.

Alejandro next found a purple, spider-like costume. "A giant radioactive monster."

Izzy was getting excited now. "Oh yes! Big-O could be the monster! Huh? Big-O, please!" Owen could only nod in agreement as he cuddled with his girl.

Tyler liked the idea too. "Super Japanese idea Al, nice!"

"Noah, what say you?" Alejandro questioned the bored looking boy.

"It's cliche, but should be better then anything our competition can think up." An army hat was forced onto his head, and the team lifted their chosen gear to leave the cargo hold.

Alejandro had a few words for Harold before he left. "Good luck, honorable opponent."

"I don't need luck." Harold shot back.

"Of course you don't. You have superior leadership skills and vision. Your team is lucky to have you."

Harold was instantly made happy by the compliment. "I know, right. They are, right?"

Surprisingly, Lindsay was the first to speak up as their team started searching for supplies. "I have an idea. Last time I went out for Japanese, I had this huge bowl of pad thai, and it was -"

"Pad thai, it's thai!" LeShawna corrected the girl.

"Are you sure? That doesn't sound right."

"Fear not LeShawna. I have a dramatic vision. It mixes Curosawa's pathos, with Miyuzaki's sense of wonder." Harold confident look was enough to convince the teammates to follow Harold's plan.

"I think I ordered that at the Japanese place too." Lindsay was just as confused as ever.

Team Amazon was now left with whatever the other teams hadn't taken. What they did have, was frustrating Courtney. "A pathetic pile of stuff nobody wants, ugh! Goodbye first class."

A crash in the cargo hold drew their attention away for a moment. They were treated to Ezekiel under a pile of recently fallen boxes, clutching a deflated beach ball in his hand. Noticing the eyes on him, Ezekiel responded to the team. "Um, sorry eh. Harold told me to come back here and get this ball he left. I tried to get it without bothering you guys, but these boxes apparently didn't agree." Struggling to get out, Team Amazon simply went back to trying to figure out what to do for the challenge. "A little help eh?"

(Team Victory, after Team Chris's scene)

Harold was sitting on a horse, wearing some sort of samurai armour outfit. Next to him was Bridgette, holding a bucket. Behind them, was a background tarp, painted with mountains and a country side field. There was water dripping from above in a single spot, which was supposed to be rain.

Harold wasn't wasn't satisfied with things yet, particularly annoyed with the rain. "More rain! Much more! This whole thing needs to be more, somberer."

Bridgette was getting annoyed at his constant complaining. "Yes Harold."

"It's Sensei! Call me Sensei!"

Ezekiel comes running up to Harold and hands him the now fully blown beach ball.

Harold looked pleased for a few moments. Then he addressed Ezekiel in a semi-harsh tone. "What took you so long? It was a simple task that shouldn't have taken you more then a few moments!"

"I'm sorry eh. I got stuck under some boxes that fell on me, and Team Amazon wouldn't help. But I'm here now, and I'm ready to be in our commercial eh!" Ezekiel hoped

"Yeah, about that. We already have more people then we need for my commercial, so you'll be running the camera." Pointing to their camera, that was set up and waiting to be used off to the side.

Sad and feeling useless, Ezekiel simply walked over to the camera, while Bridgette continued to try and make things good enough for Harold.

(Confession Cam)

Ezekiel - "I wonder how long it'll be before they let me help again. They've got to eventually, right?"

Bridgette - "Note to self: Never go to Japan with Harold, ever."

(Team Amazon)

Team Amazon were finally throwing around ideas for their commercial. Heather decided to be the first. "We have the candy fish swimming in the fish tank. Then it breaks out and plays basketball, like duh."

Gwen didn't like the idea. "Too doctor Seuss. Spinning masks. We toss candy into their mouths and -"

Courtney cut her off to speak her own idea. "Insane! Flashing lights and fireworks. Chef wants to be dazzled."

Hoping to stop an inevitable argument, Cody tried to reason with the girls. "You guys, they're all good ideas and -"

The girls weren't even paying attention to him. "Overruled, fish tank!"

"Hello? The only way we are winning is with the spinning heads, and lots of them."

"You people are impossible! I'm so out of here." Courtney walked off in a huff.

Heather followed Courtney. "Well so am I!"

"Fine!" Now all three girls were heading off in the same direction, bickering the entire way to their unknown destination.

After the girls were out of sight, Cody just signed and turned to his two remaining teammates. "Should we do something about them?"

Duncan simply patted Cody on the shoulder and gave him some advice. "First rule of chicks dude: When they're mad, leave them be. We can finish the challenge ourselves."

Sierra looked excited for some reason. "Such thrilling advice from the man in total drama's two most popular pairings!"

Duncan wasn't sure weather to take this as a compliment, or something else. "Most popular pairings? Since when have I been with anyone but Courtney?"

"You haven't, but a huge part of the shows fan base thinks you and Gwen would be practically perfect for each other!" Sierra states so matter of factly.

Cody was horrified at the idea. "Duncan and Gwen?"

Duncan was merely surprised. "Gwen and me huh? Well she is hot, and she'd probably let me do what I want more then Courtney does. Maybe I should look in to that if Princess and me ever stops working. Although by the time that happens, maybe she'll have finally given you a chance, Codemister." Duncan joked with Cody, who merely laughed is signature nervous laugh.

Sierra decided to gather up the supplies they had to use. "So, any idea what we're going to do?"

"I've got a few." Cody said, giving the camera to Duncan.

(We're skipping ahead to the elimination now. The only change to the videos is that Duncan's voice is in the background of their video now.)

Having lost the film making challenge to Team Amazon and Team Chris is really really really really hot, Team Victory were sitting in the cafeteria, waiting for Chris to give them their instructions.

The host walked into the room, wearing his signature smug look as he looked at the losers. "It's vote time! Up in the loser class bathroom, you'll find six passports. Stamp the passport of the team member you'd like to send home. Got it, Lindsay?"

Lindsay tried to reassure the host. "I know, I totally get it."

(In the elimination room)

The members of Team Victory were now seated together on the bleachers. The three girls sat on the top row, while the three guys sat on the bottom.

Chris was the center of attention, next to him was Chef Hatchet, who held a plate with five bags of peanuts. "You've all cast your votes. Those staying in the game will get in-flight snacks, and if you don't get one, you'll be taking the drop of shame." He opens the door to the outside, and pausing to show the contestants scared reactions. Chris then decided to continue.

"The following players are safe: Lindsay...Bridgette...LeShawna!" Chef took it upon himself to throw each bag hard at the individual who earned them. The three girls each would later complain at the injuries they'll sustain if they stay to long.

"Our next bag is very special, as it is Ezekiel's first ever sign of immunity."

After Chef threw the bag to him, he lit up with happiness, turning to each of the team members who already were saved. "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much for not kicking me off first this time! I promise I won't let you down, eh!" Ezekiel would've hugged each of them, if he wasn't sure he'd get thrown off the plane if he did.

Chris was ready to continue now. "Yes, yes. Ezekiel loves the ladies now. Let's continue, shall we? Harold, DJ, this is the last bag of peanuts." Pausing for the dramatic effects he so loves.

"And it goes to...

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"Har-"

"Wait!" Everyone turned to Harold, wondering why he had stopped the elimination. "It was I who brought dishonor to our team. Only one thing can restore the balance!" Taking his toy lightsabor from his belt, he pretends to stab himself with it and commit suicide. Groaning and moaning as if he was dieing, Harold walks all the way to the door and stops. "LeShawna, I think I will miss you, most of all."

LeShawna didn't know weather to consider the moment sweet, or just plain goofy. "Harold, that's a toy lightsabor." But even she was surprised when Harold fell backwards out of the plain...without a parachute.

Chris simply choose to toss the unused parachute out the door, chancing that Harold might catch it. "You might need this! Good luck Harold!" Harold's screams from below attracted the hosts attention before he closed the door. "He's yelling something back to me. Oh! No, he's just screaming for his life."

Chris decided it was a good spot to end the episode at, and begins the send off. "Sayounara from Japan. Where will our travels take us next? Will Team Amazon be able to keep their fragile peace? What other weird products does Chef want to sell? All these questions and many more, probably won't be answered, on the next episode of: Total, Drama, World Tour!"

(Voting Confessionals)

Bridgette - "I vote for Harold. He really was getting on my nerves today, and I'm usually the peace keeper of groups." *She stamps the passport in frustration*

DJ - "I vote myself off. I don't deserve to go farther in the game after today!" *He stamps his own passport in sadness*

Ezekiel - "I vote for Harold eh. His commercial didn't make any sense to me, and he was really stubborn that it would win for us." *He stamps the passport in little expression of emotion*

LeShawna - "Ugh, I vote for DJ, simply because he was pathetic today, and Ezekiel didn't do anything even mildly annoying." *She stamps the passport in annoyance*

Harold - "I vote DJ off," *he stamps the passport* "but...I have some thinking to do."

Lindsay - "This picture of me is really cute. What are we supposed to do again? Stamp which passport we like the most?" *She stamps her own passport in happiness*

Votes

Bridgette - Harold

DJ - DJ

Ezekiel - Harold

Harold - DJ

LeShawna - DJ

Lindsay - Lindsay

DJ - 3

Harold - 2

Lindsay - 1

Voted off - Harold (quit)

(Helicopter of Losers)

Every every drop of shame, our losers will find themselves catching a ride back to Canada on the Helicopter of Losers. There, they will be allowed to give their final thoughts on their elimination to the audiance. At least until the aftermath, then they'll get to talk as much as they want.

Harold:

Harold is still in his samurai outfit. "I hope I get to keep this after the season's done. This outfit would totally make all my friends envious of me. Sure, they'll probably mock me about my early elimination a little, but that won't bother me. I still have my honor after all!" A moment of silence, and Harold realizes something. "Wait a minute...I was just made the first elimination of the season wasn't I?" The camera nods. "Gosh!" A facepalm and the screen fads to black.

This one wasn't that fun for some reason. Probably because it was one of the few I had to make changes to, but keep the elimination the same. But now that it's finally done, hopefully the next one I'll have more fun writing.

Preview for the Yukon:

"~I almost got, stuck to a pole!~"

"Just...keep...running...to the...finish...line...eh!"

"I can't believe I hit a baby seal!"

"You and Duncan are just friends, right Gwen? he he"