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None down, Eighteen to Go, Part 1
In a house in the center of Toronto, Canada, a young woman is taking care of her younger siblings and cousins, not knowing an unexpected event would change her plans for the next months.
"LeShawna! Martin took my doll," whined a small girl with a pink dress and two curly puffs.
"Martin, stop picking on Rhonda, or I'll pick on you," said LeShawna in a stern tone.
The young boy, dressed in tan shorts and a green shirt, quickly gave the doll back to his sister. "Yes LeShawna, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Rhonda," said the big sister as she took another young boy off the couch. "And Sean, stop jumping on the coaches. Why can't you play video games like Albert?"
"HEY, Shawna, don't tell that to the kid," a woman shouted from the kitchen. "That lazy Albert plays video games all day and doesn't move a finger. Do you want little Sean to end like that?"
LeShawna frowned at the kitchen. "You said that, LeShaniqua, because you're cooking dinner instead of watching these little sugar-powered gremlins."
"Hahaha, if you can complain, then you can take care of them," said LeShaniqua from the kitchen. "Also, do you remember who cared for my siblings and yours when you did all those reality shows?"
"Of course I remember, cuz you'll never let me forget about it," said LeShawna chuckling, as her phone began to ring. "Hello?"
"Hello, miss LeShawna," said a man. LeShawna didn't recognize his voice.
"Who is this?"
"Oh, sorry, my name is Keith Oliver, from Total Drama Network," said the man on the other side of the line. "And I call you with a proposal."
"Ehh? You and your bosses have some nerve to call after you ignored me for that All-star season," said LeShawna in a snarky tone. "So I'm sorry, I don't care what this proposal is about, tell Chris to forget it."
The man shouted, getting LeShawna's attention just before she hung up. "PLEASE WAIT! IT'S NOT ABOUT TOTAL DRAMA."
Usually, she would just hang up and ignore the man, but for some reason, she wanted to hear a bit more. "Ok, tell me what you want, but I'm not interested in risking my life in more weird games."
"Thanks," said the man, taking a deep breath. "We're starting a new show called the Ridonculous Race. It's a tag team race around the world, and after watching your performance with Mister Tyler, we wanted you on our show."
"Hahaha, Tyler and me? Yes, it was a great time, but that boy and I haven't appeared on tv together in a long time," said LeShawna, making a longing smile. "We really tried a lot of crazy shows back in the day."
Keith's voice sounded clearer. "So what do you say? The prize is one million dollars for the winning team. And Mr. Tyler told us he would only do it if you agreed."
"What? Tyler agreed?" the sister with a 'tude shouted, startling the kids.
"Only if you also agreed. Mr. Tyler refused to participate with anyone else," said Keth, his voice cracking and more nervous.
LeShawna thought about it. Another reality show? Really? Dangerous challenges, annoying opponents, new experiences, traveling for free around the world, and making friends. Damn it, in the end, even if she hated it, she made a lot of good memories from these shows.
"Ok, if it's with Tyler, I accept," said LeShawna making a confident smile.
"GREAT!" shouted the man, who then cleared his throat. "I mean, we're more than happy you accepted. The show starts in a month, so we'll send you all the paperwork in a few…"
"I know, I know, this isn't my first rodeo," said LeShawna, smirking. "Just send me the contract and tell me when we'll start recording the show, and I'll be there."
"Ok, thanks Miss LeShawna."
"Thanks to you, bye."
As soon as she hung up, the sista realized all the kids were around her. Even Albert stopped looking at his console.
"LeShawna, are you appearing on TV again?" asked Rhonda, her eyes sparkling.
"Yes, big sister is appearing on tv again, and this time I'll kick everyone's butt," said LeShawna, fist bumping her younger sister.
Albert smirked excitedly. "Will you punch out more teeth?"
"No, first it was a slap, and as I already said, no more teeth slapping, only butt-kicking," said LeShawna blushing.
LeShaniqua came out of the kitchen with a hand on her hip. "And what about never going to one of these shows ever again?"
"Well, I guess never say never again," said LeShawna, winking and shrugging.
"Hahaha, ok, just try to not be eliminated first," said LeShaniqua, laughing.
LeShawna glared at her. "Why you… Just wait. This time it's LeShawna's time, Babe!"
All of LeShawna's siblings and cousins cheered. She got the contract the next day, and after a month, she was ready for the Ridonculous Race.
LeShawna said goodbye to her parents, siblings, and cousins(including LeShaniqua, of course) before leaving for the show. She and Tyler decided to meet before going to Union station.
The sista with a 'tude wore a yellow T-shirt with a tree image, blue Jeans, and white sneakers. She had her hair in a ponytail like in the show and her iconic ring earrings. She was also carrying a black handbag with her.
She arrived at the bus station and smiled at the sight of her teammate.
"Oh my gosh Tyler, you look good, pretty good, babe," said LeShawna giving him a high five.
"Hahaha, Thanks Lesh, you also look as good as always," said Tyler, as they fist pumped.
Tyler was wearing blue sweatpants, a white t-shirt, a blue Jersey, white sneakers, and a blue bandana over his hair.
"Ready to kick butts?"
"Lesh, you know I was born ready." He then gave her a box. "Also, I got this for you."
LeShawna opened it and found a blue jersey, just like Tyler's. "Wow, you want us to compete uninformed?"
"Yes, I mean we're a team. You don't like it?" asked the jock, lowering his eyebrows.
"No, it's fine, I like it," LeShawna put the jersey on in a swift movement. "Now let's go, we have a show to win."
They high-fived again and began to walk toward the bus station.
"And how are things going with Lindsay?" asked LeShawna, elbowing him. "I heard you had some issues a few months ago."
Tyler scratched his head. "Eh? No, we're going steady as always." He then sighed. "We had a small argument about me entering the show with you instead of her, but in the end, I think she understood."
"You think?"
"Let's say yesterday she was still upset about it."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," LeShawna rubbed her neck, "but that girl really likes you, so I'm sure she will forgive you."
Tyler made a sad smile. "I hope so."
After a short walk, they met with their camera crew and were ready to start their introduction.
"So instead of having cameras all around us, we'll have two people running with us during the show?" asked Tyler, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, this is a race around the world. They don't have weird stages like in WT in which you could film all the action," said LeShawna, winking.
Tyler nodded, "well, I hope our camera friends are fast because if they can't keep our pace, we'll leave them behind."
The jock flexed, making the sista chuckle. After a moment, a young intern gave them 2 train tickets.
"Excuse me, are we boarding a train?" asked LeShawna, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes miss, it's for the team's presentation. You'll be introduced as team number 5," said the young intern.
Tyler tilted his head. "But we're already here."
"Sorry,I don't know the reason. I was told to give you and your camera crew the tickets," said the intern, shrugging.
"Seems like a waste, but let's do what they say. Let's go Tyler," said LeShawna.
The jock nodded and looked at the camera crew one last time before following LeShawna.
The teams listened to the show introductions and looked at their queue to film theirs. LeShawna looked through the window while Tyler was focused on the front seat, tapping his fingers nervously.
Then the cameraman gave them a signal telling them they were starting, and they heard Don, the host, introducing them.
"LeShawna and Tyler, seasoned Reality TV participants," said Don in an enthusiastic voice.
The sista with a 'tude sent some kisses to the camera as Tyler waved his hand mechanically like a robot.
"*Smooch* Hello everyone, LeShawna is in the house, and this time she's here to win!"
Tyler nodded and made a strained smile. "Y-yes, w-we are here t-to win!"
LeShawna lifted an eyebrow, squinting at her teammate.
Group Confessional: Real Reality TV Pros.
"Tyler and I were together in many reality shows, like 'celebrity stunt driving,' 'doctor for a day,' and 'so do you think you can eat that?'" LeShawna counted the shows with her fingers. "And we nailed all of them."
"Y-Yes, we're like the b-best reality TV team," stuttered Tyler, forcing a smile.
LeShawna nodded. "I'm so excited to be together again."
"J-Just wait, we'll beat the million dollars and win every team rival," Tyler hit his hand with his fist and chuckled nervously as LeShawna slapped her own forehead.
They then arrived at Union Station with LeShawna frowning at Tyler.
"So Ty, what happened back there? It's not like you to be nervous like that," asked LeShawna, putting a hand on her hip.
"I wasn't nervous," said Tyler in a loud voice, putting a hand over his chest.
LeShawna just kept frowning at him.
"Ok, maybe I was a bit nervous in front of the camera," said Tyler, rubbing his hands,
"Excuse me? You have been doing TV shows for years! And now you're nervous in front of a camera!?" the sista looked at him with wide eyes, not believing what he was saying.
Tyler sighed. "Because on those shows, I couldn't see the camera or was focused on the challenge and didn't notice them. It's just a weird feeling being recorded by your own camera crew 24/7," Tyler then looked directly at the camera. "No offense, guys."
"None taken," said the cameraman. "But we won't record you 24/7, only during the legs."
"What? Well, that's reassuring," said Tyler, making a small smile.
LeShawna punched him lightly in the arm. "C'mon, it's not like you being so nervous. Just do your best like always, and we'll go back home with half-million dollars."
"You're right Lesh," the jock raised his arms and howled. "Tyler is here to win this race! So get ready world! We'll win this one."
"That's the attitude," LeShawna and Tyler made a high five and went to join the other teams while waiting for the start of the race.
After introducing the 18th team, Don waited for everyone to take their positions around him to film the last scene before the start of the race. The host was an attractive man in his 40s, with his brunette hair in a spiky haircut that made him look younger. He wore black shoes, marine jeans, a white t-shirt, and an olive jacket.
"Welcome, contestants. This is the starting line for your 26-part race around the world," Don looked at the teams and made a beautiful smile. "Each part ends at a chill zone. Get there fast because the last team to stand on the carpet of completion may be cut from the competition, but the first team to reach our last chill zone will win one million dollars!"
Everyone cheered. Tyler howled and made a fist pump while LeShawna smirked and nodded. They didn't notice some teams were focused on them.
"Look over here. This is our Ridoncolous Race tip box, also known as the Don box. Press this button to get the travel tips that will lead you through the Ridonculous Race," Don pressed the button and took a travel tip.
There were some whispers, but no one interrupted the host. All were waiting for the start of the show.
"Ready teams, on your marks, get, set, RACE!" The 36 contestants ran toward the Don box, trampling Don, who pleaded for them to stop, or at least to not touch his hair.
The teams began to take their tips, Tyler and LeShawna being one of the last teams to get their own.
"Race on foot to the CN Tower and find the Don box to get your next tip," read Tyler fist-pumping. "Oh yeah babe! CN tower, here we go."
As he started running, LeShawna held his arm, "Where are you going? The CN Tower is that way!"
"No Lesh, is this way," said Tyler, crossing his arms.
"No, I'm sure it's that way."
"How are you so sure?"
"Tyler, everyone else is running in that direction," LeShawna deadpanned at him. "And you can also see the CN Tower from here," the sista then pointed at the large building.
Tyler thought about it for a second. "Ok, you're right, it's that way. Then let's go! CN TOWER HERE WE GO!"
Tyler began to run with more enthusiasm as LeShawna followed him, chuckling. At least he was the same old Tyler again.
After running some streets, they arrived at CN Tower with the last group of teams.
"Ufff, I'm out of breath. It seems I rested too much these past months," said LeShawna, heavy breathing and resting her hands on her knees.
"Don't worry Lesh, I have everything under control," said Tyler, pressing the button on the Don box. "Either-or: stairs or scares. Climb 144 flights of stairs to reach the world's tallest observation deck, or take the elevator and walk all the way outside the CN Tower. LET'S GO STAIRS"
LeShawna held his arm again, "Oh no we don't. Been there done that, and it didn't end well,"
"Really? Did you try to climb the CN tower?" Tyler looked at her with a big smile. "I didn't know you enjoy extreme training.
"Hahaha, oh no, I don't. I brought my siblings and cousins to visit the tower and they wanted to go to the observation deck through the stairs. My cousin LeShaniqua and I were dying after floor 30, and we had to rest on floor 61."
Tyler pouted. "But LeShawna, stairs are my kind of challenge."
"Tyler, if we go through the stairs, you'll have to carry me."
"No problem," Tyler then turned around and crouched, "hold tight LeShawna, because I plan to go fast."
"NO!" shouted the sista with a tude, blushing. "I mean no, I was joking. Please, Tyler, just listen to me in this one. Next time you can choose the either-or."
Tyler rubbed his chin and winked. "Ok, let's do that."
"Thanks," said LeShawna, fist-bumping with him.
Ten teams, including the Real Reality TV Pros, were waiting in the lobby. LeShawna was leaning on a wall while Tyler patted his foot impatiently, his eyes darting back and forth.
"Don't you think the elevator is taking too long?" said the jock, looking at his watch.
"Hahaha, you're too impatient. It'll arrive at any second," said LeShawna, winking.
Tyler looked around, biting his lip. "Sorry, I'll be right back…"
"Wait-" said LeShawna as Tyler ran away.
The jock was so focused on going to the bathroom that he accidentally kicked a bucket, which fell on Ennui's head, who was a member of the Goths' team.
"Sorry, are you ok?" asked Tyler.
However, Ennui didn't answer, slowly removing the bucket from his head.
"Oh, I'm glad. Sorry, I'm in a rush," Tyler said, assuming the goth was fine, before running to the bathroom.
Tyler disappeared as Ennui let the bucket fall to the ground.
"Oh no," said the goth guy in a monotonous tone. "My makeup."
"Your foundation is running," said Crimson in the same tone. "Run to the bathroom."
Ennui nodded and ran away. As he ran, the elevator arrived at the lobby.
"Really? Now it arrives, talking about cursed luck," said LeShawna shaking his head.
Some teams run into the elevator. LeShawna didn't even try to go into it but noticed one of her opponents, an Asian girl with a red cardigan and black pants, press the button to close the elevator as soon as she jumped in.
"It seems we have some competitive opponents out there," LeShawna cracked her knuckles. "Just the kind I like to beat."
As she was focused on the elevator, the sista with a 'tude didn't notice someone walking toward her.
"Salutations," said a young black man dressed in a green robe with a pointy wizard hat and a fake grey beard. "My name is Leonard, and this is Tammy, and we …"
LeShawna turned around and began to laugh at soon as she saw him "Hahaha, oh my gosh brother, why are you dressed as a gnome?"
"I beg your pardon? I'm not a gnome. I'm a wizard!" said Leonard, frowning while Tammy gasped.
"Hahaha, don't get mad. Your gnome outfit is awesome, you even have the beard and the pointy hat," said LeShawna, drying a tear.
Tammy raised a finger. "I suggest you apologize quickly. Leonard is quite sensitive about people insulting his archmage outfit."
"Sorry, I don't mean to laugh," said LeShawna, who then began to laugh again. "Hahaha, sorry, you look so cute in those that I just can't help it."
"You asked for it!" Leonard glared at her and took out his magic wand. "Silentus immediatus, let's see who laughs best."
LeShawna stopped laughing and raised an eyebrow. "Hey, don't try your hocus pocus with me, would you? I don't believe in that stuff, but it's still rude."
"How weird, you should be mute after that," Leonard looked at his wand with wide eyes.
"Maybe she has a great resistance to magic," said Tammy, raising a finger.
"Ok, that's good and all, but stop doing that. Real magic doesn't exist, and your acting is becoming annoying," said LeShawna, frowning.
Both Leonard and Tammy gasped.
"How dare you!"
"Yes, magic is real!"
LeShawna raised an eyebrow while frowning. "Larping is fun and all, but your joke is going too far, so if you excuse…"
"That's it, run away, unbeliever, we'll show you that magic exists! Float in the air, Wingardium Leviosaa," Leonard dramatically waved his wand, poking LeShawna's back.
"Ok bro, you went too far," LeShawna jabbed her finger against Leonard's chest, knocking him down. "If you touch me again with your 'magic' I'll take your wand and stick it into your nose."
Leonard and Tammy stood there frowning as LeShawna went to find Tyler.
"Tammy, I wanted to be a nice wizard in this game, but we can't go home before that skeptic," said Leonard, shaking the dust off his robes.
"Agree, but I think we need to level up a little if we want to beat her," replied Tammy crossing her arms.
Solo Confessional: The magic team
"Ok, for the record, I don't have anything against the two weird cosplayers, but no one wants to be cursed, charmed, or whatever they do with their magic. So it's better to draw a line from the start," said LeShawna nodding at the camera.
"Larping is fine and all. Harold always does it, and his best friend also likes to cosplay as a mage, but when you tell them to stop, they stop."
She then pressed her lips together and rubbed her shoulder. "Also, that wizard stabbed me with that wand. What was he thinking?"
Tyler went out of the bathroom as silently as possible while Ennui retouched his makeup. The goth seemed quite angry, or Tyler thought so, so he avoided him and went with LeShawna.
"Boy, you sure took your sweet time," said LeShawna, smirking.
"Sorry Lesh, on my way to the bathroom I had an accident," Tyler cupped his mouth and whispered. "And I think I accidentally made some enemies."
"You too?" asked LeShawna, looking at him with wide eyes.
But before they could talk about that, the elevator returned to the first floor, and the 10 remaining contestants ran inside.
The atmosphere inside the elevator was so heavy that it could be cut with a knife. Rock, another contestant, part of the Rockers team, felt pretty uncomfortable there.
"Hey Spud," said Rock, looking at the frowning Larpers, Goths, and Taylor, a young brunette woman from the mom-and-daughter team. "Why is everyone angry at us?"
Spud, Rock's teammate, just shrugged. "Maybe they aren't; they were born with frowning faces."
"The five of them?" asked Rock, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes."
"Ah, ok, maybe you're right," replied Rock. Probably as Spud said, he was overthinking.
The elevator arrived at the Observation deck, and the teams ran outside, with LeShawna and Tyler being the first to get their helmets for the challenge and go toward the skywalk.
As soon as they exited the observation deck, LeShawna gulped. The view over 116 stories was both amazing and scary.
"If we fall from here, we'll turn into pancakes. I think we should be care…" but before LeShawna could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by her teammate.
"Woohoo, this is awesome. Let's go LeShawna. If we hurry, we can overtake the other teams."
The sista with a 'tude felt her blood freezing as Tyler began to run through the narrow ledge, with the wind blowing fiercely against them.
"BOY, ARE YOU CRAZY!? STOP!" pleaded LeShawna, chasing the athlete to stop him or help him in case of an accident.
"Don't worry LeShawna, I have the reflexes of a mink, remember?" shouted Tyler, running backwards, to the horror of LeShawna and the other teams in the skywalk.
Luckily he didn't stumble and kept running, bumping with other contestants from the vegans, fashion bloggers, and the sisters teams.
"Be careful,"
"HIYAAAA!"
"Are you crazy!?"
LeShawna didn't want to leave him and, against any logic, ran behind him, bumping the other teams.
"That's dangerous,"
"HIYAAAAAAAA!"
"YOU'RE THE WORST!"
Team Confessional: Toxic Masculinity.
The Vegans is a two-girl team formed by Miles and Laurie. Both are young girls who dress like hippies, Laurie being a brunette wearing a brown vest and Miles, a light brown-haired girl wearing glasses and love and peace earrings.
"Mother Earth surely loves those two. Anyone else would have fallen," said Laurie, nodding.
"Yes, but a man that loves minks deserves to be protected," said Miles smiling.
Laurie nodded. "Totally, most guys are infected by toxic masculinity and want to be tigers or lions, so it's so cool to watch someone who likes small Mustelidae."
"That's so true, but I don't think minks are really agile," said Miles, rubbing her chin. Her friend answered with a shrug.
Team Confessional: Jumpy and screaming
The fashion bloggers is a team formed by a couple of young people dressed in nice-looking, coordinated blue clothes. Tom is tall and thin with spiky blond hair and glasses, while Jen is smaller, with dark hair in a ponytail and brown skin.
"HIYAAAA!"
"Tom, please calm down. Everything is ok," said Jen putting her hand on his partner's knee.
"Sorry, I get pretty jumpy when people suddenly appear behind me," said Tom, blushing ashamed.
Jen chuckled. "Don't worry, I was just worried you would hurt your throat. I didn't know your screams could be that high-pitched."
"Hahaha, that's nothing. If I want, I can break glass, just see," Tom cleared his throat and opened his mouth but immediately closed it. "You know something? Maybe later, I don't want to break my glasses."
Jenn chuckled as Tom adjusted his glasses.
Team Confessional: Blacklisted
Another two women team the sisters are two Asian girls with a huge family resemblance, both with black hair and the same eyes and mouth. Emma is the older one with long straight hair and wearing black pants, an orange shirt, and a red cardigan. Kitty, the younger, use her hair in ponytails, with a red sweater,m white shirt, and a black skirt.
"Those Real reality TV Pros are the worst. We're taking them down," said Emma, hitting her palm with her fist.
"Are we? But they're pretty famous. I follow LeShawna in instapicture, and Tyler is so hot," said Kitty holding her hands together.
Emma scoffed. "They're dangerous and unpredictable, and what's worse, they're beating us. So I don't care if you know them, they're on our blacklist."
"But we just started the game. Can't we try to enjoy the show and let the blacklist for later?" asked Kitty, winking.
"You want to be added to my blacklist, right Kitty?"
"Ok, let's add them," said Kitty rolling her eyes. "You really became a bitter person after Jake left you."
"Excuse me?"
"I didn't say anything."
All the teams were looking at the Real Reality TV Pros. In a moment, Tyler arrived at the exit of the skywalk.
"And touch down, that was eaaaaaa," however he had too much momentum and slipped on the edge of the building.
Tyler tried to grab anything to stop him from falling when suddenly someone held his arm and pulled him inside the observation deck.
"ARE YOU CRAZY! Pull another stunt like that pretty boy, and I'm out of the race," said LeShawna, sweating, huffing and puffing after chasing the jock.
"I'm sorry, sometimes, I'm too fast for my own good," said Tyler as LeShawna glared at him. "Sorry Lesh, I'll be more careful."
As mentioned in the old tip, the tower's intern gave LeShawna the travel tip.
"You read it. I'm too tired," said the sista, handing the tip to Tyler.
"Woohoo, We need to ride a zipline and get the ticket." Tyler smiled and pointed at himself. "This will be easy, just jump on my back and get the tip while I hold the bar."
"Are you sure that's the best plan?" asked LeShawna. She trusted Tyler but sometimes he overestimated himself.
Tyler winked. "Of course, I'm quite proud of my grip strength, I can crush apples with my fingers," the jock then stretched. "Also I have experience, I ride a zipline in Peru… Ok, Maybe I rode it using my pants and not on the bar… and fell on piranha's infested waters. But I'm confident we'll be fine this time."
"Are you sure?" asked LeShawna, crossing her arms.
"Absolutely, I'm sure in Canada, piranhas only live on the west coast," Tyler smiled proudly.
LeShawna jumped on his back, "Ok, then let's do it."
Tyler struggled a bit to walk toward the zipline, but he held the bar and began to descend at high speed through the cable.
"Woohoo, this is the best!" Tyler shouted excitedly.
The sista then picked the travel tip. "And I got the prize, baby!"
"We're the best team!" Tyler was distracted from shouting and didn't realize the zipline had ended. Fortunately, they crashed against a cushioned wall, with LeShawna crushing Tyler.
"Sorry boy, are you ok?" asked LeShawna, standing up quickly.
"Better than ever," said Tyler, who seemed a bit battered but was giving her thumbs up. "What does the ticket say."
"We need to board a flight to MOROCCO!" shouted LeShawna excitedly.
"YES THAT AWESOME!" shouted Tyler, fist-pumping. "Is Morocco the country with the casinos?"
LeShawna deadpanned. "That's Monaco. Morocco is a country in north Africa. Remember Casablanca?"
Tyler just watched her with a blank expression. "Isn't the White House the capital of the States? And I didn't know you talked Spanish."
"Just forget it," said LeShawna, running toward the airport terminal, "now hurry, we have a plane to board."
The Real Reality TV Pros bought their tickets and boarded their plane, huffing and puffing.
"Ok we did it," said LeShawna, with a strained smile. "I just hope there isn't too much running on the next legs."
"Well it's a race, so I think we'll have a lot of running," said Tyler giving her thumbs up.
LeShawna groaned as the airplane began to take off.
Suddenly they realized something. They didn't know any of the teams on the plane.
"LeShawna, this is the right plane, right?" asked Tyler, gulping.
"Of course," said LeShawna, who then read her ticket. "Or at least it's a plane to Morocco."
As they worried, Don was finishing the narration for the first episode.
"The teams have arrived, and the flights have been booked. Who will win the first jaunt in our race? Tune in next time to find out the Ridonculous Race is to be continued," said Don winking at the camera.
Hello and welcome to this story. As many know, I love to rewrite Ridonculous Race, changing one team and developing from there. Some time ago, a reviewer mentioned it would be cool to see a story with LeShawna and Tyler as a team, so here we are.
In contrast with my other RR stories, I plan to change things a bit more, including the elimination order. Sadly someone has to go first, but at least I will try to make it entertaining.
And if you like something, please don't forget to leave a review with your thoughts. I will answer them in my next chapter.
As always, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it.