It's weekend again! I was extra creative last week, so this chapter is probably gonna be shit to make up for that.
I hit the 40000 word mark last chapter! I'm very excited about that, because it means that when you filter the stories to only include 40000 word stories, mine's still there. Now, the highest filter you get is 100000, and seeing as I'm not even halfway through, that could actually happen. Here's hoping.
Anyway, my friend managed to confuse my other friend by telling him I was writing a review for the original show. He got a little bit confused when I told him it was 40000 words long.
The problem with this chapter is that I'm absolutely stuck on who to boot off now. I mean, I know there's a few people that have got to stay, no matter what, but then I'll still be stuck... Also, the 26 episode picture I set up for myself is probably gonna have to be broken off as well, so oops...
Disclaimer: ...I totally forgot this one last time, didn't I?
Oh well. Happy reading!
"Last time on Total Drama Tournament: DJ became my mole, and failed at doing his job. The diary we wanted to steal from Noah was burned, so that's less than useless to us now, and Courtney is getting on everyone's nerves! Yay! I hired a new cook, but he sucked, so Chef's back, because he'd have a better life otherwise and I could not let that happen. Everyone tried to lose at the same time, which really sucked the fun out of DJ being the mole. DJ also ended up being kicked out, because everyone figured out he was my lousy mole. Why couldn't Heather have an animal curse?"
Chris walked over to the lodge. "Today, the campers are gonna have to try to work together with the other teams! Which, if you look at on which terms these people are with each other, is probably not gonna work out. It's gonna be fun for me though!"
He opened the door.
"He's my bear! I can't just get rid of him! That would be heartless!" "Well, he's messing up everything we had! You should never have taken that stupid bear from Siberia!" "How dare you call Bruno stupid!" Bruno growled, something most of the campers have stopped paying attention to, since he never actually attacks.
"Well, if he won't let you near me, I don't wanna be anymore!" "Oh, come on, Geoff!" "NO! It's either the bear, or me!" "Bruno doesn't have anywhere to go!" "Oh please! He can go anywhere! He swam all the way back from the Playa de Losers! I didn't even know bears could swim in the first place!" "He came back to me! He needs me!" "So do I!" "...I know. But..." "Sorry, Bridgette. We're over."
[I can't believe this! I paid them money to break up, and they end up doing it without anyway? I cannot freaking believe this!] - Chris
[Stupid bear!] - Geoff
[Oh, great. That's just what our team needs. ...Of course, if they're both too busy arguing with each other, they won't vote off me...] - Courtney
[Again? For real this time? ...Oh, I get it. Geoff and Bridge are trying to get the two million purely from breaking up every few episodes.] - Gwen
[Oh my god, I feel so sorry for Bridgette! I can't imagine if that were to happen with me and... oh wait... nobody...] - Sadie
[...I mean, why do I waste money on these people? ...And why am I venting in this gross old shack? I have an office!] - Chris
"Right! Both of you, shut it and eat! You're gonna need Chef's trash for the next challenge!"
"Get no damn appreciation..." Chef grumbled, shooting food onto plates at random intervals.
"...Why are the two of you being so quiet?" Cody asked Noah and Eva. The two just shuffled their food around for a bit (providing that it wasn't glued down onto the plate).
"Come on, you guys! What's going on?" Cody pushed. "Nothing." Noah answered. "Hmm... 'Kay then..."
[I don't get it. What's going on? Did I do something wrong?] - Cody
[Damn it, Noah. Now I can't even properly talk to Cody without knowing you're probably drooling behind me...] - Eva
[Ugh...] - Noah
"So, your little plan failed. Did you really think it was a good idea to make an alliance with Sierra?" Alejandro said, leaning over the table. "Oh, shut it! I'll get you out soon enough!" "Oh, I don't think so. The merge is coming up soon enough, and you'll be the first one voted off when it's here." "Oh, I don't think so! You were the villain the third season!" "Yeah, and they obviously still hate me for that..." Alejandro smirked and walked away, knowing he'd leave Heather fuming behind him. He walked past the Team Dizzy table. "Nice book, Noah. Goes with your eyes." Noah rolled said eyes.
"What was that about?" Gwen said, sitting down. "Alehooker." Noah said, not wanting to claw Gwen's eyes out for once. "He's obviously trying to string me into an alliance. Somehow." He excused himself to throw his "food" away, something he tended to do whenever he didn't want to talk about something.
[Shrimp should stop throwing away all his food every time he's nervous about something. He's scrawny enough as it is.] - Eva
Eva followed him. "So what was that about?" Noah shrugged, avoiding eye contact. "Oh please. You expect me to believe you, resident know-it-all, don't know why the biggest hunk here flirted with you?" "I don't know!" Noah hissed, crossing his arms. "I don't get why he thinks I still want to have anything to do with him. I hate his ass." "It looks pretty good to me..." "Eva!" "Just saying. So what's your issue with him anyway?" "Are you kidding me? He's the one that kicked me out of the game for figuring him out. Why would he even care? There was no one left who was smart enough to believe me anyway!" "Owen and Tyler are pretty dumb..." Eva agreed. "I just don't get him." Noah walked back to the table, effectively ending the conversation.
"Katie! There's drool all over my garbage!" "Oh my god, Heather, whatever. And how do you know it's not Sierra's?" "There's still some on your face." Katie wiped it off her face. "Whatever, Heather." Katie walked off, presumably to Sadie.
[My entire team is driving me insane! When is that merge coming up? Even if I do get voted off, it'll be a mercy kill!] - Heather
Katie walked over to the Team Radiance table to find Sadie, horrified, watching as Trent and Duncan fought. "Oh my god, you guys! Stop fighting!" "Yeah, I mean, come on. Everyone knows you're just pissed that Bridgette and Geoff had a more impressive fight than the two of you. Just stop, it's getting boring." The two did stop fighting, if only to glare at Katie.
"Alright, campers! Throw your trash in the trash and follow me!" Chris avoided a ball of glue, courtesy of Chef, causing it to stick to Justin's face.
"What is this?" Gwen asked, an eyebrow raised as the campers walked over to a row of rectangular holes in the ground. "Chris, we already had to stay inside a hole last time. Think of something new, please!" Heather groaned. "I really haven't been able to properly test my skills lately." Courtney added. "Careful, starting to sound like Harold there..." Cody said. "Don't compare me to Harold!" Courtney fumed while Bridgette and Noah laughed. Duncan chuckled as well, with a surprised look on his face. "Nice one, Chicken Little!" Courtney stormed off before Bridgette stopped her.
"Riiight... Anyway, this challenge is gonna be a bit different!" Chris said, before ducking to avoid Justin's flailing. "Could someone get that glue off his face?" Chris rolled his eyes. "As you can see, we've got fifteen elevators going down here, so you'll get in there. You see one button in there, which will reel you back up at the cost of forfeiting the challenge. The elevator will lower a bit, after which you will stay in the elevator for two hours. And we might make it a little harder for you..." Eva shrugged. "Whatever."
"And if you survive the two hours, the elevator will go all the way down, where you'll be pushing each other into coffins! Don't hold back, really stuff them in! You all hate each other anyway! The four people who survive that will continue to the last challenge, which I'll explain when you guys are there."
The campers walked into the elevators, with Justin being led in by Sadie and Sierra tried to grab Cody and pull him in before being stopped by Noah and Eva. Chris grabbed a remote control and pressed a button. The elevators started descending.
[This can't be that bad, right? ...Right?] - Bridgette
[Been there, done that. They can't keep throwing the claustrophobia card at us. Although Gwen does have that issue. Eh, we'll kick her out.] - Noah
[Whatev. What can he possibly have that can scare me off now?] - Katie
"Hehe, this gon' be good..." Chef said. Chris chuckled. The two then looked at each other and looked away fast, blushing.
'Uh... I'm not sure about this...' Gwen thought as the elevator stopped. She waited for a moment, and then pressed the button before panicking as the elevator went up.
[They need to stop with these challenges! It's like... they're trying to boot me off...?] - Gwen
Chris chuckled as Gwen's elevator reached the surface, with her getting out and screaming, running around in circles. "And we haven't even started the torture yet!", he said, pushing a button on his remote. He then watched on Chef's screen, giggling.
The elevators started filling up with water. "Uh... I don't think... Is this supposed to happen?" Trent asked no one in particular (although he probably knew Chris was watching). "What the hell? Chris, you have got to be kidding me! Go drown us, why don't you?" Heather huffed. "Hmph! Hmmm! HMM-MMPH!" Justin exclaimed, the glue still stuck to his face. He tried to hit the button, but he couldn't find it, the glue obscuring his vision.
"EEK!" Katie screamed as the water reached her waist. "Oh my god, Chris, this is madness! You're a psychopath! EEEE!"
"I know!" Chris laughed as Katie pressed the button repeatedly. Chef was waiting for her, and when the elevator doors opened (and the water gushed out), he aimed a giant blow dryer at her, blowing her back into the elevator. "Oh my god, I am so suing you people!" Chris looked at her. "With what lawyers?" Katie screamed in frustration.
Chris pushed another button. The water was drained, soon followed by mosquitos entering the elevators. "Ugh! This is disgusting!" Heather screamed out. "Oh please." Duncan said, swatting the bugs.
"Ah! No, I hate mosquitos!" Bridgette screamed, pressing the button. "Not such a nature lover now, are you?" Chris sneered.
Bridgette's elevator reached the surface, soon followed by Trent.
"Eh, this is getting boring." Chris said, pushing another button. Katie ran over to Chef's screen, trying to see what the button did. "Extreme heat." Chris explained. As the water was drained from the elevators, Katie could make out sweat on several people's foreheads.
"You've got to be kidding me. I'm an ice princess, I don't like the heat!" Heather said, pressing the button with considerable force. Cody also pushed the button soon after.
[I wear layers. Heat does not match with that...] - Cody
After a while, the elevators lowered further. "Wait, this was two hours already? This is easy!" Courtney said, getting ready to run out. The elevator doors opened, revealing all of the elevators landed at what seemed like the inside of a mausoleum. "Ooh, spooky." Noah said, rolling his eyes, right before Sierra attacked him. "You are going into a coffin!"
The nine campers started the next part of the challenge.
"Get off him, stalker sap." Eva said calmly, throwing Sierra into a coffin and closing it.
"Well, I think I might need to find a restraining order as well..." Noah said before Duncan shoved him into a coffin. Eva reacted by attacking Duncan. "Yeah, see, this is not the kind of wrestling with the ladies I typically enjoy..." "Get used to it, because most of us here are way stronger than you." Eva grunted as she tried to stuff Duncan into a coffin. Duncan managed to escape her grip right before Alejandro tripped him into one of the coffins.
"Get into that coffin!" Courtney said, trying to push Sadie into one of the coffins. "Oh my god, forget it! You get in!" Sadie replied, struggling to fight against Courtney's freaky strength.
"You are so dead!" Courtney screamed. On the surface, Cody rolled his eyes. Courtney never remembered anyone's advice for longer than two days.
Sadie screamed as Courtney jumped up to attack. "Fine! Fine! I'll get in there!", she said, getting into the coffin. Courtney sat down on the coffin and scanned the room for Geoff.
He had been trying to avoid the other campers when he stumbled upon a little corridor. He walked in, figuring he could hide out for a while. He looked behind him to make sure no one had followed him. He then turned back around and screamed.
Bruno was right in front of him. "Good bear, good evil killer bear..." Geoff stammered, walking back slowly. He then continued to trip, and Bruno attacked him.
Bridgette screamed as she watched. "Bruno! No!" Chris had already taken the elevator down. Two interns followed him to pick up Geoff.
He twitched as he was carried out. Bridgette ran over. "Are you okay?", she asked. "Yeah...yeahmfiiine..." Geoff mumbled before the intern carried him over to the infirmary.
"Eva, Alejandro, Courtney and Justin! The four of you are the final four remain- Can somebody please get Justin to stop flailing around?" Alejandro grabbed Justin, making sure it'd hurt. "Hmmph!" Justin mumbled, trying to get the glue off.
"Follow me, please." Chris said, walking off.
"Here we are!" "Hmmwheremmph?" Justin mumbled. Alejandro slapped him on the back of his head to shut him up. "What's that?" Courtney asked, pointing to four machines in the small room Chris had led the four. "Are those..." "As a tribute to DJ, the final challenge is Whack-A-DJ!" Courtney rolled her eyes. Eva grabbed one of the hammers lined up on the wall, raising it over her head. "You three, grab the other hammers." The campers grabbed the hammers and stood in front of the machines. "Now, you have to get as many DJ's as you can in two minutes. You ready? Hah, why am I asking? I don't care! GO!"
Small DJ's popped out of the holes. Courtney went to work on the machine, hammering away. Alejandro hit the DJ's with excellent timing.
[I'm extremely accurate. And I like hitting things that look like people.] - Alejandro
Eva hit the DJ's with a bored look on her face. "Is this the best you've got?" Meanwhile, Justin tried to hit the targets, but due to the glue on his face, he was mostly hitting Alejandro's feet. Annoyed, Alejandro hit Justin with his hammer, knocking him out.
"Play dirty all you want, I'm still gonna win!" Courtney yelled at Alejandro, hitting another DJ, one that had a particularly terrified expression on his face. Eva took a glance at Courtney's scores and widened her eyes in shock when she found out Courtney had a higher score than her. She became enraged and started smashing her machine, breaking part of it.
"Aaand... time's up! Let's see!" Courtney stopped, leaning on her hammer, smirking. "In first place, we have Courtney! Over a hundred DJ's, nice!" The other campers glared at Courtney. Well, except Justin of course. He had just planted his face onto the tiles.
"Alejandro, you're in second, with a score of 72!" Alejandro smirked as Eva turned redder and redder, smoke basically coming out of her ears.
"Eva, you're third, mainly because your rampage on the machine halved your score, so you got 65." Chris laughed as Eva roared.
"Justin, you didn't hit a single DJ! Your team loses and has to send someone home tonight!" Justin mumbled something unpronounceable from his position on the floor.
He got up and finally managed to peel the glue off of his face. "OW! Ah, finally..." He then noticed the other three were laughing at him, and he pulled out a mirror. "AAAH! Where the hell are my eyebrows?"
Chris sat in his office, flipping through the mail. God, who invented bills?
He looked up as someone knocked on the door. He got up, throwing his bills back onto his desk as he opened the door.
"What the hell, Chris?" Chris raised an eyebrow as Gwen waltzed in. "What?"
"What's with all the claustrophobia challenges?" Gwen yelled. Chris chuckled. "You got pretty far in Season 1, so the executives decided from Season 2 on your time here should be spent suffering." Gwen groaned. "Great. Why not just kick me off right now?" She stormed out. "Get the door on your way out!" Chris yelled after her.
Seconds after Gwen had closed the door, Bridgette opened it.
"...What?" Chris said, glaring at Bridgette. "Is Geoff gonna be okay?", she asked. "No. He's broken several bones, he's got flesh wounds, scratches, bite marks, and so on..." Chris said, sitting back down. "Oh god!" Bridgette gasped. "You got him eliminated from the game. Good on ya." "I didn't do anything! You led Bruno down there!" Bridgette said, leaning on the table. "Oh yeah, about Bruno, the producers felt it'd be better to get him off the island. So you just go say your last goodbyes, and I'll be over here actually doing something useful." Bridgette gasped and ran off crying. Soon after, Sierra opened the door again.
"And what do you want?" Chris yelled. Sierra didn't say anything. Instead, she decided to knock Chris out, using only the palm of her hand. She then started looking through cabinets until she found what she was looking for: the restraining order. "Yes!" She grabbed it, but before she could do anything with it, she was tackled by Chef. Chef then continued to throw her out and hit Chris to wake him up. "Huh-wha?" Chris got up, dusting himself off. "That sneaky hag! Stalker sap!" Chef rolled his eyes. "You're welcome..." He walked out, leaving the door open for Heather.
"..." Chris glared at Heather. "...What?" Heather got in. "I was just wondering, could I take a look at that restraining or-" Chris pushed her out and slammed the door in her face. "These people..."
"Hey, Noah." Noah turned around. "Ugh... Whaaat?", he whined. He was not in the mood for Alejandro right now. "Would you like to join me on the dock?" Alejandro asked, flipping on his fourth killer smile. "Not really, no..." Noah said, rolling his eyes. "Oh, come on, Noah. You and I both know you're dying to be with me." Killer smile number three. Noah blushed and looked away. "Stop flattering yourself...", he said. Alejandro moved closer, taking a hold of Noah's arm and gently leading him over to the dock, where he sat down. "Noah, you know we're the most intelligent people here. If we combined our forces, no one would stand a chance. And if I may say so, your intelligence is really... hot." Alejandro flashed killer smile number six, and Noah gasped softly. "I don't know..." "I'll protect you. What do you say? ...Do you want me?" Noah looked into his eyes and closed the distance between them.
[And he fell for it. Or me, actually. I'll use his brains for a while, and then I'll drop him. He'll be sorry he ever met me.] - Alejandro
"Court?" Bridgette entered the cabin. "Yes?" Courtney sat on her bunk, flipping through some papers. Bridgette had no idea what they were or what was on them. "Hey, so what's Geoff's condition?" Courtney asked before Bridgette could say anything. "Bad." Bridgette answered. "He might still be in the hospital for quite a while." "So, will he be able to come back?" Courtney asked, with little to no interest for Geoff's actual wellbeing. "Of course not." Bridgette shook her head. "Well, great! One by one, our pathetic team members drop out, leaving us to fend for ourselves, like we don't have enough problems as it is, and- Bridge, what's wrong?"
She sat down next to Bridgette, who had burst into tears. "It's just... I feel so terrible about breaking up with G-geoff and now he's in the hospital, and- and now Bruno has to go and all... all you care about is this dumb contest! I hate this place!" Bridgette cried. "Oh, honey..." Courtney hugged her. "I'm sorry, I just... I've been stressed out lately. Lack of sleep and all.", she said, shaking her head. "And-wait, does Bruno have to go?"
"Yes! The producers thought it would be best to not have him around anymore, so that further lawsuits could be avoided or something..." Bridgette said. "Are you sure you haven't seen him?" "Sorry, Bridge, no idea." "They probably already moved him out or something." Bridgette cradled her head in her hands. "Listen, Bridge, here's the deal. Geoff made you choose between Bruno or him. At the end of the day, you lost both. Go to the infirmary and make up with Geoff. I want one relationship on this island to be somewhat stable, please." Bridgette looked up at her. She sniffed once, then smiled and got up. "Thanks, Courtney. If only everyone else knew you like I do." She ran out. Courtney frowned. "Doesn't everyone like and admire me?"
"Agh!" Duncan yelled out, jumping up from his bunk. "What the hell happened to your face?" Justin sighed and sat down. "The glue came off." "Taking your eyebrows with you..." Trent said from his bunk. "Yup." "Dude, that's just messed up. I can't even stand looking at you! It's just disgusting! Your entire face is disgusting!" Duncan said. Justin started crying and ran out. Duncan started laughing hysterically. "...Dude... What the hell was that about?" Trent asked, an eyebrow raised. "Just wanted to see what he'd do." Duncan said in between breaths.
"Sadie." Sadie turned around. "Oh my god, Katie, you scared me!" "Do you know who you're gonna vote off yet?" "Uh... Well, I'd like it if Trent and Duncan would stop fighting..." Katie grabbed Sadie by the shoulders. "Sadie, you are gonna vote off Justin, right?" Sadie squirmed. "Sadie!" "I don't know! I feel so bad for him! He got all those injuries, and he used to look so good... It's such a fall from grace..." "Right. Just vote on him. Put him out of his suffering." "I guess..." "Good." Katie said, walking away.
[Oh my god, when all my friends at school see how awesome I am, they are so gonna make me head cheerleader!] - Katie
"So. After this elimination, you'll be down to three people. Not quite as pathetic as Team Starlight of course..." Duncan chuckled.
"Still, you pretty much suck. Most viewers are probably actively wondering why you're still in." Sadie and Justin sighed. Trent and Duncan rolled their eyes.
"So! Who of you isn't sucky enough to get thrown out?" Chris said.
"Well, first of all, Trent." Trent got up, grinning as he got his marshmallow.
"Sadie." Sadie ran around in circles around Chris until he just threw the marshmallow at her face.
"So. Duncan and Justin." Duncan scoffed. "Like it's gonna be me!" "Well, you did get thrown into a coffin by Alejandro and Eva, meaning you're such a jerk two people found the need to shut you up." "Oh, you're one to talk!" Duncan yelled out. "And Justin. Spectacularly lost the last challenge. And you've become a circus freak. Guess being the perfect test tube baby can only get you so far..." Justin scowled at Chris.
"The person not voted off..." Chris cringed. "You really look freaky, Justin."
"Anyway, of course Duncan's safe."
[I vote for Justin. Dude, that face is messed up. How much longer do I have to look at that?] - Duncan
[I vote for Duncan. That guy is... really mean!] - Justin
[Oh my god, I vote for Justin. I never thought I'd say that! Oh my god...] - Sadie
[As much as Duncan still bothers me, I vote for Justin. Dude's become the new Tyler, it's pathetic.] - Trent
"I figured." Justin walked onto the dock. He then turned around. "But just wait! I'll get my revenge!"
"I'm sure of it." Chris said. "But, uh, we need to get rid of Bruno, and we don't have a seperate ride, sooo... he's gonna have to come with you. But I'm sure your blinding beauty will... oh wait." Chris chuckled.
"Aw, fuck!" Justin exclaimed. Right about then, a distant growl was heard. "Oh crap! AAAAAH!" Justin screamed as Bruno chased him onto the boat.
"See ya!" Chris waved.
"Aaanyway, thus concludes another episode of Total Drama Tournament! Will next episode be the merge? Will Alejandro get Noah booted off? Can someone finally get rid of Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Idiot? Will we stop with the claustrophobia-inducing challenges? Will Courtney, Heather, Sierra, or Duncan finally drive everyone crazy? Find out on the next episode of Total. Drama. TOURNAMENT!"
"BRUNO! STOP! OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE, I'M BEGGING YOU! MY MODELING AGENCIES ARE GONNA KILL ME! MY LIFE IS OVER!"
[...So, you people think you're all so smart, don't you? Just wait. I'm going to make every single one of you so sorry. Just wait until I win the two million, and make sure the money goes to killing pretty much every one of you. YOU'LL ALL PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME!] - ?
Ooh, drama! Or anviliciousness. Anyways, I really don't like this chapter. Shorter than usual and after a hiatus of several weeks.
Sorry about that, by the way. School gets to you.
So, review, pretty pretty pretty please!