It's Monday and I'm sick. Writing time! (Actually, this was from over a month ago. Oops!)

I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with the challenge, which means writing time is probably also sucky time.

I'm very happy people suggest ways I could advance the story, but I know I probably only follow it if I felt like going that way anyway.

Oh well. I'm sure it'll work out anyway.

Disclaimer: I am Tom McGillis, creator of Total- No, just kidding, I'm a 15 year old Dutch kid.

Happy reading!

"Last time on Total Drama Tournament: The campers had to knock each other off poles again! Maybe I should make them knock each other out with the poles next time. Bridgette defeated Alejandro in the most awesome way she possibly could have after being a whiny crybaby for the entire episode. Sadie ended up being voted off, which seperated her from Katie. I'm guessing Katie will be voted off two minutes in."

"So, Noah. You get your part in the challenge?" Noah thought about it for a second. "Uh, I guess..."

"Good. Now get out, I have other things to do than trade snarks with you. Make sure nobody sees you." Noah snuck out.

Meanwhile, Cody sat in the lodge, a bottle of water and sleeping pills in hand. Eva walked in, sitting down with a dumbbell. "You can't sleep either?" Cody asked, raising his head from his hand. "Nope. Katie's hysterical crying hept me up." Cody chuckled as Eva groaned. "Sleeping pills?" Cody said, offering the pills. "No, thanks. I'll just threaten her later." Eva answered. Cody peeked at Eva's dumbbell. That had to be at least the weight of his house.

"Hey, about the alliance..." Eva said. Really, it was just the two of them now. "You're thinking we should let Noah back in?" Eva nodded. "He's a founding member, really. I mean, he was pretty much the leader. Or so it felt for me. I mean, I don't think I'm appreciated much around here, and I don't think you're strong enough a player either." "Hey!" Cody yelped. "You know I'm right. You might have some brains, but let's face it, Noah is probably the only one who can make sure we don't do anything stupid. And plus, he's my friend and I hate to see him turning into a brainless sap under Alejandro's charms." Cody thought for a second. "We can't. He wouldn't accept it. I think we're not the only alliance anymore. I mean, Alejandro and Noah are both strategical hulks. You're just a literal hulk, and I'm neither. He doesn't want us riding on his coattails." Eva sighed. "I figured."

Morning came, and the campers got out of bed and made their way to the lodge.

"So, is this supposed to be toast? It's just ash, you know." Heather complained. Chef threw the toast at her face. "Oh, when I rule over Europe, I am so not letting you in!" Courtney walked by. "I'm sure he's trembling now." She walked off despite Heather's empty threats, and sat down next to Bridgette, Cody and Eva. "Oh, Courtney, I am on such a high today! I don't know what it is... Actually, I do! It was kicking Alejandro's smart ass!" Bridgette clapped in her hands, and Courtney laughed. "I almost wish it was me who did it."

"Hey, so what's going on with Noah and Alejandro now?" Courtney asked. "I mean, how come they've become inseparable all of a sudden?" Cody shrugged. "Noah said something along the lines of 'I want to have a boyfriend before I go live my miserable life as a complete hermit at 18'." Bridgette frowned. "But why Alejandro?" "Well, Alejandro was trying to charm him into turning into a complete lovestruck idiot anyway, so I'm guessing he just went with it." The four glanced over to the table where Alejandro and Noah were sitting.

"Hey, Alejandro?" Alejandro glanced over at Noah, who was trying to get the food with nutritional value out of the glue. "Could you please try, uh, not to make me lose this challenge?" Alejandro gulped. He knew that was gonna come up sooner or later. "Well, you understand my motives, right?" "Yeah, you had to be a prick to Bridgette." "You know that was strategy." Noah chewed his food with a perpetually raised eyebrow at Alejandro. "She was a wreck anyway. Look how much better she feels now that someone told her the truth." Noah chuckled. "I love how you keep trying to justify yourself." He kissed Alejandro and walked off with his plate, leaving Alejandro behind.

[...Crap. Well, this backfired.] - Alejandro

"Come on, Katie. It'll be fine." Trent sat next to Katie, trying to comfort her. "N-no it's not! What- what the hell am I gonna do... WITHOUT SADIE!" Heather hissed at her as she covered her ears. "Well, you've been apart from Sadie before, right?" "NO! Never!" Katie cried. "I think you're forgetting something." Trent said. Katie looked at him with wide eyes. "Remember Season 1? When you were voted off? You had to spend five episodes of time without Sadie as well, didn't you?" "Well, but I could see her on the TV, and I was at a pretty resort and everything, so it wasn't as bad as here with the stupid show!" Well, that was a good point. "But Sadie was doing alright over here, right? And remember what you said to her when you got voted off?" Katie shook her head. "You told her she could do it. And that she had to for the both of you. Isn't that sort of what she told you as well?" Katie nodded. "Well, you should keep going. For her." Katie nodded again, although she didn't really seem convinced.

"What the hell is he doing?" Duncan complained. Gwen sighed. "Getting over me? I dunno." "With Katie. Miss Braindead. This guy is a moron." Duncan shot a piece of glue into his hair. As he laughed his ass off over it, Gwen slapped his arm. "Seriously! He's my ex and you don't like him. We get it!" Duncan rolled his eyes and continued ravaging his food.

"So." Heather sat down next to Sierra. "Now that you've returned to the real world, we need to plan Cody's elimination." Sierra looked at her incredulously. "What?" "Well, what better way is there to get over a guy than to ruin his shot at two million bucks?" Heather said, smiling deviously. Sierra looked over at Cody's table nervously. "But we don't have to do that, right?" "Oh, but we do. Sierra, you have to be your own woman! Come on! Let's take revenge!" Sierra thought about it for a second. "Well, how do we do that?" "Oh, don't worry. I've got it all set out. All you have to do is get hit." "Sure! ...Wait, what?" "You're really annoying. Annoy him until he walks over and punches you in the face. After all, nothing says "about to get kicked off" quite like crazy violence!"

"People!" Chris walked into the lodge. "Are you guys ready for a challenge?" Courtney jumped up and cheered while Gwen slumped down on the table.

"What now? Climbing over a volcano, see who can withstand lethal shocks the longest? Oh, no, wait, we already did that." Heather bitched. "Well, let's see... Taking into consideration your twisted mind, killing each other is really the only thing left..." "Bingo!" "What?"

"The murder mystery! Oh, come on. It's a classic! See, I gave one of you a fun-sized paintball gun. That person has to shoot everyone before they find out." Courtney's hand shot up. "...Yes, Courtney?"

"What if I find out?" "You could just have let me finish. If you find out who it is, you have to run over to Chef in his kitchen. If you're right, Chef will sound this air horn, and you win invincibility. You get one free guess. If you guess wrong a second time, you get shot by Chef. And his paintball gun's bigger." Chris continued. "...Disperse."

"Well, I'm certainly not the killer." Courtney exclaimed as the campers walked out of the lodge. "Wait, but only a killer would say something like that!" Heather ran back inside and ran into Chef's kitchen.

[Easiest challenge ever.] - Heather

"What?" Chef turned towards her. "Wait, you actually think you already know who the killer is?" Heather nodded excitably. "Hmm. Bring it." "Courtney!" "Wrong. Get the hell outta here."

[Okay, maybe not that easy...] - Heather

Noah watched Heather leave the lodge. He then snuck around the island, until he had found Courtney. "Oh, Jesus, you scared me.", he said. "Why? I'm not the killer. I mean, I just saw Heather walking around, muttering something under her breath, I'm fairly sure she guessed me, and there weren't any air horns going off. I think I'm ruled out." Courtney stuck her nose up in the air in pride. "Yeah, that's kinda why I was looking for you." Noah said, looking for his gun. "Oh, for safety measures? I get it." Courtney said. "Sort of." Noah said, a sinister tone in his voice. "Huh?" Courtney exclaimed, moments before being shot.

[Oh, damn it! I should've known it! Never trust the sarcastic ones!] - Courtney

Eva walked through the forest, looking around her, ready to stop, drop and kick some ass. She was trying to figure out the killer's identity, but realised that with basically no information, she would never figure it out.

"COURTNEY HAS BEEN SHOT!" Chris yelled through his megaphone. Eva snorted. Of course she had. Like she had the brains to figure out who the killer was. Eva turned her attention back to the killer. All she really knew was that it had to be someone who got word of his role in the game late at night from Chris, as usual... 'Oh, crap.'

She ran back over to Chef's kitchen. 'Goddamn it, Cody! He probably has the gun in his "trouser space"...' As Eva opened the door to the lodge, she heard Cody's voice in the kitchen. "...and so that's why I think Eva's the killer." "Wrong. Get out." Cody walked out to find Eva with steam coming out of her ears. "You dare accuse ME?" Cody thought about it for a second and then ran back in. "So, uh, I've come to guess again. Uhh..." Chef glared at him. "Would you hurry up? I got things to do here!" "Like what?" Cody retorted. "I mean, it's not like you spend any time at all perfecting your cooking skills..." "WOULD YOU HURRY UP?" Chef yelled. "Sierra! Is it Sierra?"

Chef rolled his eyes and took out his paintball gun, aiming at Cody. The teenager managed to take one step before getting splashed. He walked out to find an equally goo-covered Eva. "In case you wanted to know, Noah's the killer.", she said, shaking some of the goo off of her hand. Cody smirked. "And he managed to squirt you? He's good."

"CODY AND EVA HAVE BEEN SHOT!"

"Hey, Cody!" Sierra popped up as Cody opened the door. "Wow, you're all goo-y! That reminds me of that time when there was a Cody clone who exploded and was all goo-y as well." "Sierra... You're breaching the restraining order." "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are." "Screw the law." "Eva?" Eva tried to catch Sierra, but the
purple-haired girl avoided her with agile jumping. "You can't catch me! You can't catch me!" Cody groaned and pushed her out of the way. "Sierra! I don't have time for this!" Sierra landed on the ground, wincing. Cody's eyes widened as he looked down. "Uh... I probably shouldn't have done... What?" Sierra grinned at him. "You touched me."

[Okay, the pushing was good, but I have to annoy him more if I want him to really snap. Uhhh...] - Sierra

Sierra got up and started dancing around Cody while still avoiding Eva. "You touched me! You touched me!" She then poked Cody. "And I touched you! OM- Hey!" She turned around, facing Noah, who had just shot her arm. "You should probably leave now. I've got more ammunition, and I can aim at your eyes." Sierra left in a huff. "Figured you guys could use some help." Eva looked away, brooding. Cody grinned. "Thanks." Noah smirked. "You guys should probably go take a shower. Goo and all." Eva stormed off. "Why couldn't you just fill the damn gun with paint, instead of snot goo?" Cody cringed as she slammed the bathroom door shut. "I'm guessing she's still pissed about you shooting her." Noah shrugged. "It'll pass."

"SIERRA HAS BEEN SHOT!"

"Ah! So Noah's the killer! I can win invincibility again!" Bridgette whispered to herself. She started trying to sneak past Noah to get into the lodge, when she suddenly felt a weird cold substance on her arms. "Heard ya there." Noah said, looking straight at her. "Hey, are you even allowed to be over here? You can't just guard the door like that..." "Oh, crap, you're right. You never saw me, got it?" Noah snuck off into the woods. Bridgette snickered. "Sure."

"BRIDGETTE HAS BEEN SHOT!"

"We're really doing well, aren't we?" Gwen sighed, sitting against a tree. "One after another being shot, and I don't think anyone even has a clue who the killer is." Duncan grinned, his arm around her shoulder. "Well, let's see... Wanna go over to the lodge and guess on Trent?" Gwen rolled her eyes. "...Katie?" Gwen sat in silence for a few seconds. "Well, it's either that or stay here... Let's go." The two got up, running towards where they thought the lodge was. "You guys do know that's the wrong way, right?" Gwen and Duncan turned around. "Oh, great, it's the snark knight." Duncan walked over to him. "You know, the piercing-in-your-lip offer still stands." Noah rolled his eyes. "Very impressive. Just... follow me. I'll get you to where the campgrounds actually are." Gwen followed Noah, but Duncan pulled her back.

"How do you know you can trust him?" Gwen shrugged. "I don't know..." She turned around. "Hey Noah, why are you so eager to bring us to the lodge? Can't you just vote yourself?" Noah turned around, irritation all over his face. "I already voted once." "On who?" Duncan asked. "Uhhh..." "Aha!" "Clever enough." Noah pulled the gun out and aimed at Duncan. As he pulled the trigger, however, Duncan pulled Gwen in front of him and ran. "Oh, goddamn." Noah ran after Duncan, leaving Gwen standing there. "What a backstabber." She rolled her eyes and walked off.

"GWEN HAS BEEN SHOT!"

Duncan ran through the woods as fast as he could, which wasn't extremely fast, considering the length of his legs. He heard Noah running after him and grabbed a tree branch above him, swinging over it as Noah ran past. He then kicked the killer from behind and ran on towards the lodge. "Nice mud mask, geek!" "Really?" Noah responded, running after the delinquent. "I heard the goo ones were better. Wanna try?" He pulled the trigger as Duncan reached the lodge, shooting him in the calf. "Ah! Charley horse!" Duncan shrieked before planting his face into the ground. "Well, that certainly was fun, mohawk, but I've got things to do." Noah walked off, leaving Duncan behind to spit the grass out of his mouth.

"DUNCAN HAS BEEN SHOT!"

Noah walked on the beach, bored out of his mind. He knew that the... let's see... four remaining campers were probably all running towards the lodge now, randomly guessing and hoping they get it right. He really didn't know why he accepted this whole killer thing. Maybe because Chris didn't actually give him a choice...

Maybe he should tell Alejandro. But then again, he'd probably just backstab him again, so that wasn't gonna work. Noah sat down on a rock, resting his head on his hand. Maybe he'd be voted off now. He wasn't really a good contender anyway. Witty, sure. Funny, no problem. Bitchy, hell yeah. But he wasn't gonna win the two million and he knew it from the second he got off that boat. He probably wouldn't even have been on the island if Chris hadn't forced him to. Stupid fine print. Noah thought about just packing and leaving with the first person voted off, like Izzy did. Then he remembered Izzy. And Eva. And Cody. And then he felt bad. Noah sighed as he fully realised he had basically ditched his friends for the person he trusted the least on the island. He then grabbed his gun and pointed it towards Trent, who had appeared behind him. "You really thought you were being all ninja over there, didn't- hey!"

Trent picked up the gun he had just kicked out of Noah's hands. "You know, you really aren't that useful as a killer without your gun." Noah dove at Trent, who simply pushed him off and started running towards the lodge. As he ran, he kicked sand into Noah's eyes with his heels. "Agh! Sand? God, I didn't know you'd go as low as Duncan to get what you want!" Trent stopped and turned towards Noah, who was getting the sand off his tongue. "What does that mean?" "Just that Duncan found it necessary to throw me into the mud, and you decide to kick sand at me, so I'd say you're both pretty underhanded right now." Noah said, rubbing the sand out of his eyes. As Trent stood still for a second, as if the thought of him sinking to Duncan's level physically paralyzed him, Noah jumped over and grabbed the gun. "Oh, and did you really think Chris didn't give me any back-up?" He then grabbed another gun and shot Trent with both guns. "It's been great, but I still have people to shoot."

"TRENT HAS BEEN SHOT!"

"Hey Bridge." Courtney said, walking over to the blonde surfer. Bridgette looked behind her and smiled, waiting for Courtney to catch up. "So, any news of Bruno?" "Nothing. I looked through Chris's stuff, seeing as he's yelling on a cliff somewhere and Chef's in the kitchen, and nothing. Not a single trace of where they sent him." Courtney frowned. "I think I might have found a trace right here." Bridgette looked over to where Courtney was pointing towards. Pawprints. The two looked at each other for a second before running off, trying to find more of them.

[Maybe... Maybe I'll find Bruno!] - Bridgette

Heather totally got it. While the other campers were being shot due to their obvious incompetence, Heather noticed one name that was repeatedly not called out. Of course it was that smug, bitchy bastard. Who would've thought Chris would actually give him the role of a killer? And Heather was sure giving the obviously gay guy the part of a killer would send out some negative messages that Chris would try to avoid in fear of lawsuits. Not to mention the fact that he was... colored.

Heather ran into the lodge. Invincibility. Bet no one was waiting for her to get it. Well, they could all go screw themselves, because she was gonna get it, and then she could get Alejandro voted off for everything he did during the third season. But first, actually guessing the killer. Heather ran into the kitchen, where Chef was waiting with an extraordinarily tired look on his face. "Do you think you know who the killer is?", he droned. "Yes, I do. Actually, I know it. That little bastard isn't getting away now! I just know that dork is the killer!" Heather said excitably, trembling as she thought about her invincibility and the two million dollars. "Well, who is it then? Gimme a goddamn name, woman!" Chef roared. "Right." Heather said, somewhat calming herself down. "Is it... Alejandro?"

"HEATHER HAS BEEN SHOT!"

[Damn it.] - Heather

Noah walked over the campgrounds, wondering whether he was allowed to be there in the first place. It wasn't like he was right in front of the lodge, right? He could see the lodge, though... Noah groaned. Why couldn't Chris have explained the rules better? 'Oh, right. Because he makes them up on the spot.' He then saw Heather, covered in goo, walking out of the lodge. Smirking, he walked over. "Good job. Guessing you guessed Alejandro?" Heather glared at him. "Well, skinny brain, it seemed likely." "I'm sorry, I just find it hilarious that you, formerly bald brat, just called me a skinny brain." "You're dating Alejandro, you have every right to be insulted." Heather bit back.

Noah rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You know, I really didn't mind you at first. You spoke the truth, and I appreciated that. I don't really know where you went from that to this bitter and hopeless wreck, but it's sad.", he said, shaking his head. "And I thought you had a brain at first, until you started dating Alejandro. Just thinking about you actually liking that guy is making me hate you. I will get invincibility one day, and then both Alejandro and you will be screwed- Hey!" Heather gasped as Noah shot her. "I was already shot!" "Yeah, but it was fun." He was silent for a second before adding, "You really don't have to worry about Alejandro and I." He walked away, leaving a fuming and confused Heather.

"Ah! So Noah is the killer!" Katie said to herself, standing behind a tree. "That is sooo great. I'll get him, and then I'll get him voted off! Serves him right! And then I'll get everybody. I'm the best. I'm the strongest. And I am going to obil... oblit... uh... crush everyone in my way!" She turned around to see Noah standing behind her. "Heard that." Noah pulled the trigger as Katie screamed. But nothing happened. "Damn it, out of ammo!" Katie cackled and slapped Noah before running off. Noah reloaded his gun before shooting Katie. He walked over to her, chuckling. "Did you really think you'd outrun me?" He walked off, disregarding Katie as he had everybody. Who was still left? Oh, right. Alejandro.

"KATIE HAS BEEN SHOT! ...Jesus, he's actually pretty good!"

Alejandro realised. That boyfriend of his! Well, he could always manipulate Noah into letting him win. ...Although he wasn't even sure if he could do that anymore. He sat down on a rock. He really didn't even wanna think about it, but somehow, he had fallen in love with the guy he was trying to manipulate. And he detested love! Love was something that the strong could use to control the weak. But it wasn't meant for him! And now, after having thrown Noah into the water and then seeing the face his boyfriend had on him the rest of the day, he wasn't sure he, master of manipulation, could hurt this stupid geek again! It was ridiculous. He just needed to go to the lodge and get invincibility. Obviously the time to kick Noah off the island was now.

He started running towards the lodge. Good thing he studied the map of the island extensively before coming here, otherwise the woods might have been confusing for him. He reached the campgrounds, running towards the door of the lodge. But as he opened it, he felt himself being yanked back. He turned around. "Noah." "Alejandro." Alejandro gulped as he saw Noah with the gun in his hands. "You're... you're not gonna shoot me, are you?" Noah shrugged. "Maybe. You threw me off that pole in the last challenge as well." "Oh, come on! You can't just do this to me! Don't you care?" Alejandro kept talking as he realised how badly he had turned into the victim. "You know I'm gonna get voted off if you do this to me!" "I know. You know what, I really don't think I care." Alejandro's eyes widened. "But what are you gonna do without me?" "I'm sure I'll do fine. In case you hadn't noticed, you're the load here. If I don't give you invicnibility now, you'll surely be voted off. If I do, I'll have to keep saving your ass as you manipulate me into doing your dirty work. Easy choice."

"Please, Noah. Please! I don't know what you did to me, but you can't do this to me! Noah, you have to listen to me. I love you. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but you did it. You made me love you. And I hate you for it! I'm not supposed to love! I shouldn't even have a heart! And you did this to me! I love you, damn it! I'll stop manipulating you. I promise! If you'll just give me another chance. Please?" "I'm not an idiot. You'll say anything to stay in the game. Sorry, Al." Alejandro's eye twitched. "...Noah, please. I beg of you. I'll do anything for you! I promise!" Noah raised an eyebrow. "Anything?", he said as he came closer. He stood right in front of Alejandro. "Because I think I'd like..." He touched Alejandro's chest and stood on his toes. Alejandro got closer as well, ready to kiss Noah. "...This." Noah shot Alejandro in the stomach. As Alejandro fell on the ground, he took a few steps back. Alejandro looked up while on his hands and knees, grasping his stomach with one hand. "...Noah?", he said with wide eyes, tears actually welling up in them. No heart, my ass.

Noah smirked and walked away. "ALEJANDRO HAS BEEN SHOT! NOAH IS THE WINNER! HE WINS INVINCIBILITY, UNLIKE ALL OF YOUR SORRY ASSES!"

"Guys! Guys!" Gwen ran over, trying to get Trent and Duncan to stop fighting. Again. "Stop playing that damn guitar! Nobody likes it! Nobody likes you!" Duncan roared. "I like him!" Katie squealed. "Like anyone wants to hear your opinion, Tweedle Dumb." "Like anyone wants so see you walking around with your knife!" Trent retorted. "Ooh, scared, are you?" Duncan whipped out his knife. "That thing will get you voted off one day and you know it!" Duncan laughed. "Sure, like that thing won't!" "It's worth more than that knife!" Duncan smirked. "But you forget. I have Gwen. All you have is your dumb guitar!" "Oh, what, am I a freaking object now?" Gwen yelled in between them. "Really?" Trent continued, ignoring Gwen. "Why does it seem that lately Gwen likes me more than you, huh?" Duncan went red and grabbed Trent's guitar. "That's it! I've had it with you!" He grabbed his knife and destroyed Trent's guitar. "Need any more proof my knife is better than your guitar?" Trent gasped and grabbed the remains of his guitar, running off. Duncan grinned before turning to face Gwen, who had her arms folded over each other. "What?" "That went too far, Duncan." Gwen ran off after Trent, leaving Duncan behind to sulk.

"So? Did he smack you on national TV?" Sierra kept silent. "Well?" Heather was still for a second, before shaking Sierra when she still wouldn't talk. "Come on! Speak up!" "No! He didn't, okay?" Heather looked at her with a manic expression on her face for a second before smacking her herself. "What do you mean, he didn't?" "Eva was around him the entire time and it was too hard to annoy him and avoid Eva the entire time. And then Noah shot me." "And you stopped bothering him? Why?" "Well, there is the restraining order... If Chris actually decides to do something, I'll be voted out in a heartbeat." Sierra said in a whiny tone. "Fine. Then we'll do something about the restraining order. Tonight." Heather walked out and beckoned for Sierra to follow her.

Heather walked past the lodge, where the two could hear Chris talking to Chef. "And then I told her that I was never gonna date her, because she was an ugly bitch, right, and then..." The girls snuck over to Chris's office, where Heather used a bobby pin to pick the lock. The two walked in, with Sierra carefully closing the door behind her. Heather locked it again to make sure no one would walk in without the key. Sierra handed her a flashlight and turned her own on. Heather looked around a bit, but Sierra went straight for the drawer she knew her restraining order to be. She opened it and looked for the restraining order, finding it after a few seconds. That's when they heard the door unlock. Chris and Chef entered, turning on the light. Heather and Sierra turned to face the host and the cook, blinking sheepishly. Sierra hid the restraining order behind her back, like Chris wouldn't know she had it. "What are you..." Chris didn't manage to finish his sentence seeing as Heather decided to ninja-kick Chef. "HYEAAAAAAH!", she screamed, planting her foot into Chef's face. It didn't do very much. It did give Sierra the time and inspiration to grab the restraining order in both hands. "Wait!" Chris yelled out, but it was too late. "RAAAAAH!" Sierra yelled as she ripped the restraining order.

[...OMG.] - Sierra

[Ow, my foot! My foot!] - Heather

The four stood in silence after Sierra had ripped the piece of paper. Then, Chris started laughing. Sierra and Heather looked on in confusion as Chris laughed hysterically, nearly rolling on the floor. Chef chuckled too. "...What?" Heather asked. "Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!" Chris said in between breaths. "What? Why?" Heather asked as Sierra kept staring. "This is perfect for the ratings! Like I ever wanted that damn restraining order in the first place!" "...Then why didn't you just destroy it after Izzy left the island with the pictures?" Heather asked. "Silence! Oh, this is just perfect. Listen, guys, I'll just say it was an accident, and you can go back to your stalky ways! Please make him go insane! That'd be awesome!" Sierra kept staring blankly ahead. Heather started laughing too, dragging Sierra towards the door. "So, we're free to go, right? No harm done?" Chris stopped laughing. "Well, actually, if you ever do anything I don't like again, I'll show everyone the video of you breaking in and destroying the restraining order." He then slammed the door into the girls' faces and continued laughing.

"Hey guys." Eva and Cody looked up as Noah walked into the cabin. "...Hey." The room was silent for a while. And then it really wasn't. "We're sorry for doubting you, we really are, and you totally kicked ass and we know you'll probably never let us back into your alliance, and-" "I'm sorry for not telling you anything, but I just had to be careful because you guys know how awful Alejandro is, and I can't believe I actually kissed him, ugh! I mean-" "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL US, SHRIMP? I COULD'VE BEATEN ALEJANDRO UP EASILY AND YOU KNOW IT! IT SUCKED SEEING YOU GET ALL LOVEY DOVEY WITH THAT SLIMEY-" They stopped talking. Apparently it was better to talk in turns. Noah chuckled. "How about you first?" Eva and Cody looked at each other before Eva started talking.

"Listen, little guy, this whole thing was very clever and I'm very much enjoying the fact that Alejandro is probably gonna be voted off now, but why didn't you tell me? I could've beaten Alejandro up, which would have him leaving the show as well. Remember Geoff?" "That would obviously have you thrown off the show as well." Noah said with his eyebrow... really just like usual. "Taking one for the team." Eva shrugged. Cody then sat down next to where Noah had sat down. "Listen, Noah. Eva told me." Noah's eyes shot up to glare at Eva. "I had to." Cody grabbed Noah's hand. "Why didn't you tell me?" For once, Noah was speechless. "Maybe if you had told me, it wouldn't have hurt so much to see you kiss Alejandro." Noah's eyes widened to the point where they nearly popped out. Cody smiled. "I seriously wanted to punch that guy." Noah snapped back to reality and chuckled. "Hey, you floored Duncan once. Go ahead, I say." The three laughed.

"So, we were kinda hoping you'd let us back into your alliance." Noah burst out laughing. "Really? I came here to beg you to let me back in." Cody and Eva looked at each other. "That can be arranged." Cody said, smiling. "But we always sorta figured you were the leader of all of this." Eva said. Noah thought about that for a second before looking up at Eva. "Actually, I thought you were." Eva took a step back. "Me? No way!" Noah nodded. "You were the fearless heroine who could punch anyone in our way out. That's how I saw it. I thought I was the cruel, heartless, but lovable lancer type." Cody tilted his head. "What would I be, then?" Noah turned towards him. "The chick." Cody gasped. "No way, dude! I am not a chick!" Noah frowned. "Never call me dude again. Ever."

"So!" Chris grinned at the campers. "Today was very fun. Seeing you all slimed. Chef said he had fun as well." Most of the campers rolled their eyes.

"But one of you still has to be voted off. And God knows you people hold a grudge."

"So, the first to be voted off..." Chris was interrupted by Bridgette and Courtney coming out of the bushes, walking over to the seats and sitting down with a defeated thud.

"What the hell have you been doing?" Chris seemed more than a little annoyed by the interruption. Bridgette sighed and refused to say anything.

"We saw pawprints and thought it could have been Bruno." Courtney piped up. "Turned out to just be that dumb cave bear. He got pretty pissed that we followed him, so we had to outrun him. We missed the votes, didn't we?" "Well, Chef is still in the kitchen. If you run over now..." The two walked over to the lodge. "Why are they allowed to vote in the kitchen?" Duncan asked. "Because it's faster that way, mohawk." Chris answered, glaring at him. The campers sat in silence as Courtney and Bridgette voted. "So..." Chris said, shuffling around awkwardly.

The girls came back and sat down. A few moments after that, Chef ran over and whispered something into Chris's ear. "Ew, spit!" Chris cleaned his face and shoved Chef away.

"So, anyway..." Chris cleared his throat.

"Of course, Noah is invincible, so here you go... Oh, wait, guess what I got!" Chris pulled out a slingshot. "Uh, what?" Gwen commented. Chris launched the marshmallow at Noah, making it bounce off his head. Noah blinked as the other campers laughed.

"Sierra, you're safe as well." Sierra squealed and Cody sighed as Chris shot her marshmallow. She caught it with her mouth and then continued to chew it with her mouth open.

"Eva! You are safe." He shot a marshmallow at Eva, who caught it and squashed it with her hand.

"Courtney and Bridgette, you are safe." The two high fived each other before getting hit in the face with the marshmallows they didn't catch.

"Gwen, you're safe as well! Jeesh, and I thought all girls hated each other." Gwen raised her eyebrows as she caught her marshmallow.

"Katie! You're safe. Why, I can't figure out for the life of me." Katie frowned, right before the marshmallow hit her in the face.

"I love this thing. Cody and Trent, you are also safe, although you did get a vote." Cody and Trent caught their marshmallows, glaring at Alejandro and Duncan respectively.

"That leaves the three of you. Really wasn't a surprise." Duncan glared at Chris, while Heather huffed and stuck her nose up into the air. Alejandro barely paid attention.

"Each of you have reason to be voted off. Alejandro, people are still pissed off over Season 3, not to mention your jackassery this season. Duncan, a lot of people saw you destroy Trent's guitar. Low move, dude." Duncan got up, but Gwen pulled him back down. "And Heather? ...No one likes you."

"But somehow, you're safe anyway..." Heather gasped and caught the marshmallow, grinning like an idiot.

"That just leaves the two of you. Both of you are bastards to the highest degree." "Coming from you." Duncan retorted. "YEAH YEAH. WE ALREADY DID THAT JOKE LAST TIME."

"And every time the asshole who says that to me is safe. Congratulations, Duncan. Crazy bastard."

[I vote for Heather. I really wish I could vote for Noah, but I just can't.] - Alejandro

[Do you even have to ask? Alejandro, Alejandro, Alejandro!] - Bridgette

[I would vote for Sierra like I will until the end of time, but I'll vote for Alejandro because oh wow does he deserve it.] - Cody

[Well, Alejandro is still not invincible, and Noah's awesome moment just wouldn't do without him getting voted off...] - Courtney

[That goddamn bastard Trent is taking everything away from me! I will cut him down!] - Duncan (Relax, dude...)

[Wow, am I glad Alejandro's going down. Too bad all of his bones are still intact.] - Eva

[Heather. I really don't care about Alejandro at this point, and I can't believe she keeps getting off the hook so easily.] - Gwen

[Oh my god, this is perfect! Perfect! No more restraining order, Alejandro is as good as doomed... I am voting for Alejandro, just to be clear. Very clear.] - Heather

[UGH DUNCAN IS SO MEAN I AM SO VOTING FOR HIM AND ALEJANDRO AND NOAH AND HEATHER AND EVERYONE] - Katie (We're just gonna count that as Duncan)

[Well, it was all worth it in the end. See you in hell, Alejandro.] - Noah

[I vote for... I can do this... I VOTE FOR CODY! OH GOD, WHY DID I DO THAT?] - Sierra

[HE DESTROYED MY GUITAR! HE IS SO GOING DOWN!] - Trent (He didn't say anything else, he just growled. We're guessing Duncan)

Alejandro walked onto the Dock of Shame. He really wasn't even surprised no one went to follow him. He turned around to witness the group he tried to eliminate one by one so hard. Heather stood in front of the rest of the group, sticking her tongue out when she noticed he had turned around. Gwen was talking to Duncan, arguing it seemed. Trent smirked behind them as Duncan was screwing up his relationship. Bridgette glared at Alejandro while listening to Courtney, who was yapping her head off about whatever. Katie seemed resolute, but also close to tears. At least he managed that. Sierra was grinning as she slowly came closer to Cody, until Eva got in front of him. And then he made eye contact with Noah, who just looked away and walked off a second later, followed by most of the campers.

He turned back around and got on the not so sturdy boat. Maybe he shouldn't have been the villain. Maybe he shouldn't have focused on ruining his fellow campers. Maybe he would have made it to the end, a lot happier as well, if he hadn't been a smart player. He thought of Owen for a second. ...Maybe it was just better to be an idiot.

Noah walked over to his bed, preparing for Cody, who was gonna move into his bunk. Poor Cody was right in the middle of Trent and Duncan arguing every night. He needs some sleep. Noah opened a drawer and his eyes widened. Next to one of his books and a picture of his family was Alejandro's necklace. That idiot must have forgotten it! Noah went into deep thought mode. Should he throw it away? Should he bury it somewhere? Throw it into the sea? Give it to Chris? Heather? After thinking for a while, he sighed and closed the drawer, right as Cody walked in with his insane amount of stuff.

"Well, that wraps this episode up! Alejandro is voted off at last, and that means I am now once again the hottest person on the island. We're down to eleven people, and many questions still stand unanswered. Is Eva gonna beat Sierra up? Is Cody gonna beat Sierra up? Is Noah gonna beat Sierra up? Is Heather gonna beat Sierra up? See all that and more on the next episode of Total. Drama. TOURNAMENT!"

"I can't believe what has been done to me on that island. I was a victim of love. I am so ashamed of myself. ...I hope Noah keeps my necklace, at least."

"Ugh! Is that slime coming out of the cabin? And... an eel? Not funny, guys! Ah, mierda!"

Oops fake feels lol.

So yeah, I finally finished a chapter. I know, took a while. So Al is out, which took me way too long. I hate this guy, why was that so hard?

I'm gonna be busy for a while, and I'm probably also not gonna be very productive, so I dunno when the next chapter is.

Please tell me you still remember this! Review pretty pretty please! ...Pleeeaaassseee.