Disclaimer: Total Drama is owned by Fresh TV, Teletoon and Cartoon Network while the Nostalgia Critic is owned by Doug Walker of Channel Awesome and the AVGN is owned by James Rolfe of Cinemassacre.
Note: Sorry for the wait. I started a new story called Liberation of Imagination. It is my epic fantasy of fanfiction. Read it if you want. Also, uni. And the girl the Jim mentioned in the last episode was Baconbaka's character Hannah. Now with all of that out of the way, let's begin.
The Nostalgia Critic stood on the Dock of Shame to give the intro.
"Last time on Total Drama Tween Island," the Critic began, "we have hit the marge baby! Half of all the campers had gone! And what better way to celebrate than to host a talent show. Now the reason I requested the campers to wear different outfits was because, let's face it, seeing the same ones over and over is boring! Anyway, I also changed the rules: individual winners are allowed to take one other camper with them to my trailer, survivors of the bottom two must sleep with Chef in the kitchen and everyone else sleeps in the former Mad Marmosets cabin because the one for the Crazy Crocosaurs is now just for the interns.
"Earlier on, Jim for some reason became less willing to beat up Li Zhang over his misfortunes because they may have some common backstory. So he discussed with Chef and agreed to confess when he felt like it. Also, Kyle took Malcolm's place as the guy to help out Victor with his problems. Also, Nessie began to mess with her competition, like making the Nerd slip and pinning it on Victor and filling Lauren's stomach up with apples to slow her down as well as form an alliance with Jim.
"During the talent show the campers performed: Jim did weight lifting, Victor did impressions without explicitly exposing his MPD (tell her already), Sheila went surfing with dolphins and saw a minotaur wash up on the shore so that we could take him in, Li and Lauren (despite the latter being very stuffed) did gymnastics injuring Noland by accident. The last two surprised me, why would Nessie do a progressive themed remix of 'ET' by Katy Perry? I don't know and I guess I'll never know. And we had Mari who singlehandedly designed seven distinct outfits in 9 hours! How does she do that? Again, who knows, who cares?
"Anyway, that gave Mari well deserved victory and she chose to bring 'Vicky' over to my cabin. Some of the interns went over to see the fallen minotaur, I don't know why. At the elimination ceremony, it was Lauren who got voted out due to being a threat, but at least she left in relatively spectacular manner. She wanted to try out her new swimsuit. Also, Nessie had to sleep with Chef due to just scraping by.
"Will the Jim-Nessie alliance last? Will Victor finally confess to Mari? What is the minotaur doing here? And who will be the next person voted off the island? Find out right here on Total Drama Tween Island!"
(Theme song: I wanna be famous)
Later that night, Weaselcake and his minions (Sh*t Pickle, the vagineer, the bear and Sasquatchinakwa) went to the nuclear barrel pile to witness proof of Chris' sins.
"Dude, why did you bring me here," the Sasquatchinakwa growled to complain, "I was getting some shut-eye!"
"You live here too you know," Weaselcake replied, "You have a right to know the ongoing threats to this island as does everyone else."
Sasquatchinakwa groaned at this when he saw Chris approaching.
"Look, it's late," growled the bear, "Besides, maybe he's only here for some further clean up."
"You naïve little $#!%," Weaselcake scolded the bear, "the notes don't lie! And I saw it myself! He was putting the waste here!"
He then noticed Chris approach.
"Oh $#!%! Got down," Weaselcake ordered the others as they and he hid behind the bushes to watch Chris.
"Ugh, where is he," Chris groaned impatiently, "I'm tired of waiting for my pay!"
Just then, he heard a loud horn. A ship had arrived with new nuclear waste much to the horror of the animals behind the bush. A portly, rich, balding man in a blue pinstripe suit walked down the walkway from the ship to greet Chris.
"Good evening Chris," greeted the man, "Here's your pay for gladly taking my waste. God, those missile tests are really costly and expensive."
"Thank you," said Chris as he accepted the $1500 pay.
Sh*t Pickle was bouncing around and calling his own name repeatedly to the other animals to tell them that he recognised rich man.
"This is Nessie's father, Oscar Roosevelt," Weaselcake repeated from what Sh*t Pickle said, "I guess this is war on her then! Her whole family is in on this!"
"Emosewa," the vagineer cheered on the idea of war on the Roosevelt family, "Nuf eb athguo siht!"
"Hey," Chris cried, "only $1500!? How come the pay's down, brah!?"
"Well I see that this area was cleaned up a lot," Oscar sternly stated, "I was hoping to pollute this island so much that Canada would have to sell it to me!"
"Look, I can't help it," Chris pleaded, "The Nostalgia Critic forced me into cleaning this area up! I hate him so much! All he did was pick on me! Any reason why I turned to you?"
"I see your pain," Oscar consoled Chris, "If you'd like, I'd bride the Critic into giving you to me"
"Oh yes please," Chris accepted.
"On one condition," Oscar clarified, "You must build here a good statue of yourself for me to look at. If it's good, it's a done deal."
"You can count on me," Chris said. Little did he know that clinging on the side of the ship was a blue wolf eavesdropping on the whole thing.
Confessional: And the plot thickens.
Weaselcake: Good gravy! Mr Roosevelt is behind all this!? He must be stopped! I have to find a way. This is for Jonny!
(Critic's trailer)
The Critic's trailer is quiet. The Nostalgia Critic's asleep. Mari's asleep. There are no lights on. The TV is off. What could ruin such night time tranquillity? How about Victor still being up? But even then he's waiting patiently for Chris to return.
"Where is Chris," Victor whispered to himself, "I've got something else planned for him."
That's when he noticed Chris return to his trailer with $1500 worth of cash and then smirked.
"It's showtime," said Victor as he put on his hat, overalls from yesterday and shoes and went outside with a slingshot to Chris's trailer to spy on him.
"Oh Mr. Wilson," Victor tauntingly called Chris.
"It's Chris McLean," Chris shouted as he went up to the winder where Victor was in annoyance, "What do you want!?"
"Think fast," Victor uttered as he used his slingshot to shoot down one of Chris's paintings. Chris screamed at the broken painting as Victor ran off to a nearby tree laughing at the whole thing.
"What's all that laughing," Kyle questioned Victor as he showed up, "Why do you like to torment Chris like this?"
"Because Kyle, he's a doo-doo head," Victor replied while still giggling.
"I see," Kyle said, "And you wanted to be Dennis the Menace, correct?"
"What," said Victor, "I like my overalls. And Mari." He giggled at the thought of her.
Confessional: Boys will be boys.
Victor: I do not regret hooking up with Mari. She's one of the coolest girls I've ever met. That said, I need to tell her the truth about me. Tomorrow is it.
(Middle Place Cabin)
Yeah, you saw that right. The Mad Marmosets cabin has been renamed to the Middle Place cabin for campers who didn't win immunity nor were they at the bottom 2.
Anyway, Jim was asleep but Sheila was struggling; she wouldn't stop thinking about Horace.
"Oh, that poor minotaur," she thought, "He said he came here but then his ship crashed. I hope he's okay. Ugh! I need to walk these thoughts off!"
So Sheila decided to walk outside to help her forget about Horace and therefore get to sleep. While out, she noticed Li Zhang pacing around the camp flagpole.
"Hey Li," Sheila said to the Chinese boy, "What are you doing?"
"I feel kind of worried," Li Zhang replied, "Nessie looks off! And don't you dare say it's because of misanthropy, I feel a little more confident around people now! No, this is genuine suspicion!"
"I know how you feel," Sheila responded, "I don't like her either. What with the disdain for the Wawanakwa ecosystem in favour of profits. But if you're worried about something else, like her schizophrenia being something entirely different, I'd go spy on her."
"Won't she get angry if she caught me," Li asked.
"You're good with Kung fu," Sheila assured him, "you must be good with stealth."
"Why don't you do it," Li questioned, "You can read peoples' minds!"
"Wait! You knew," Sheila gasped to Li Zhang's nodding, "You see? You can handle this! I myself have too much time on my hands. Bye now!"
"See ya," Li said as Sheila went back to the cabin feeling better.
Confessional: I spy with my non-existent eye, something good.
Li Zhang: Look, call me strange. But I do think Nessie is acting weird! I just needed some advice and a confidence booster.
Sheila: I wish I could see into Nessie's mind. Don't get me wrong, I can. But it costs me energy. Besides, I'm still confident it's just her schizophrenia acting up.
(Interns' cabin)
That's right! The Crazy Crocosaurs Cabin is now the Interns' cabin.
Noland, Riley and the AVGN were sound asleep, nothing's happening. Then Kyle walked in to wake his friends up.
"Hey, both of you. Get up," Kyle quietly barked at Noland and Riley to wake them up.
"Argh! Vhat now," Noland moaned.
"Hey, I was having a dream," Riley moaned, "I was in a land of infinite beer!"
"Okay I'm sorry," Kyle apologised, "I just came back from talking to Victor. Now, we must check up on Horace! I smell a reunion coming on!"
"Vhat reunion," Noland questioned, "Corey's not here!"
"I know you doofus," Kyle responded, "Once the show is over, we can see him again. Hopefully by then everyone should be together. Come on! We have to talk to Horace!"
So Noland and Riley groggily got out of bed with the latter swirling his claw over his ear.
At the medical tent, Horace had gotten up after healing when he noticed Kyle, Noland and Riley come in.
"Hey," Riley said surprised, "You're all better!"
"Well, I am a quick healer," Horace admitted.
"Vhat happened," Noland asked.
"Well, it's a long story," Horace explained, "I heard you guys were back here on Terra so me and Fred decided to come along. But then our ship ran out of fuel and crashed! I was left unconscious so Fred went out to seek help. Funny how we were reunited."
Sure enough, there was a blue furred wolf; his name was Fred.
"If you say anything, I'll bite you," Fred warned when Kyle started giggling, "So like he was saying, I went out looking for help but then I ran into a nuclear waste disposal operation."
"What's it about," Riley asked.
"Apparently, some fat, rich human was paying this poorer human to keep the waste on this island," Fred explained, "I'll show you in due time."
"Okay zen," Noland said as he and the others went back to the cabin to go to bed, "Zat better not be Chris."
(Chef's Kitchen)
It was early in the morning at sunrise, and 'Nessie' was just getting up.
"Ugh, worst night ever," she thought.
Confessional: Note to self, don't sleep with Chef.
Bedlam: Ugh! I hated that kitchen. I must not get any votes this time around.
'Nessie' walked out of the mess hall and went over to the beach to sunbathe. There, she saw Mari also sunbathing but in a lavender bikini.
"What are you doing here," 'Nessie' asked.
"I just felt like some morning sun," Mari replied, "Why do you ask?"
"Love the bikini," said 'Nessie', "That's what a real woman wears. They are so much sexier."
"Oh please," Mari blushed, "I felt like wearing one, okay?"
"Seems legit," said 'Nessie', "Look, it's time to take this game more seriously. We're at the merge now which means everyone's against you."
"Even Vicky," Mari asked worriedly.
"Yes," 'Nessie answered, "Only one person can win this so don't be surprised if he stabs your back."
'Nessie' leaves the beach. Mari thought, "Vicky would never do that. Would he?"
Confessional: Now we're talking!
Mari: Okay, I can see where Nessie is going with this. But there is no way Vicky can leave me behind for money. We're boyfriend and girlfriend!
Bedlam: The real Nessie would have said the exact same thing as well. Therefore, no-one can suspect a thing from me. Now for that alliance.
Later that morning, all the campers had gathered near the flag pole to have breakfast (cheese omelettes). Apparently, they were barred from entering the mess hall.
"Okay, this is nice for Western cuisine," Li Zhang admitted, "What is this?"
"Omelette du fromage," Victor replied, which sent everyone laughing on the floor, especially Mari.
"Oh Vicky, I think you mean 'omelette au fromage'", Mari giggled, she was now in a blue dress with bloomers, "But I see where you're going!"
"Yeah, yeah. It was funny," said 'Nessie' as she summoned Victor over, "Okay you. I have something to tell you."
"What is it," Victor asked.
"Okay, we are at the merge now. At this point, it's everyone for themselves," 'Nessie' explained, "So don't be surprised if Mari stabs your back."
"Pfft! That'll never happen," Victor scoffed at the idea of Mari abandoning him for money.
"Don't be too sure," 'Nessie' warned, "So I'm inviting you in for an alliance. Jim's already in."
"I was thinking of joining but I'm more concerned about what my dad thinks of me," Jim said.
"Is that why you bully others," Victor asked, "To please your dad?"
"That and it's enjoyable," Jim concluded, "Shut up!"
"Okay, now you know about Jim's secrets," 'Nessie' said, "What are yours? And you can't find security around here unless you confess."
Victor was sweating at the idea of confessing his secret someone other than Mari, Kyle of Malcolm. Sheila was silently protesting not to do it.
"Alright then," Victor gave in leading to Sheila face-palming. He whispered in 'Nessie's ears about how each one of his personalities work and what triggers them.
"Oh I see," 'Nessie' said, "And you were scared I would use you? Lame! But your secret is safe with me."
Victor sighed in relief that his MPD is still hidden from Mari. Or is it?
Confessional: This will not end well.
Victor: Oh thank god! If anyone wants to tell Mari about my MPD, it's going to be me. Only I can explain it in a way that won't upset her too much because really, they might screw it up.
Bedlam: So, Vicky has MPD? This oughta be fun. He will be my slave now. Lest I tell Jim and he will get beaten up of course.
Soon after, the Nostalgia Critic showed up with all of the interns, plus Horace and Fred who had just joined, to announce today's challenge.
"Hey kids," the Critic announced, "How's breakfast going for you?"
The kids nodded to indicate that they liked it.
"Good," said the Critic who then frowned, "Now I was going to have each of you sculpt statues of forest fauna but someone had used up all the marble to build some silly statue of himself!"
"Relax boss, I made it for you," Chris lied.
"Well it better be worth it Chris," the Critic scolded Chris, "You're lucky I let you decide on the challenge because me and the Nerd are going fishing! Come Nerd! The Boat of Losers awaits!"
"Ugh. Son of a bitch," the Nerd grumpily cursed as he and the Critic went off to go fishing in the middle of the lake.
This was a golden opportunity for Chris to speak up.
"Like the boss said, I was allowed to come up with my idea," explained Chris, "And boy was it a good one!"
"Does it involve why were not allowed in the mess hall," Mari asked.
"Exactly," Chris confirmed, "Here's a cookie!" He tossed a chocolate chip cookie at Mari.
"While you were eating breakfast," Chris continued, "I took the time to hide 6 coloured keys in the kitchen for you to find, but will involve smashing some obejcts. They are for the use of hijacking special vehicles that Horace made for Chef."
"Um, excuse me. Is this some kind of joke," Horace frowned, "I made these for Chef only."
"Yeah! You'd better not let these naughty kids steal my cars," Chef protested, "They could smash them!"
"Hey! My idea so shut up," Chris ordered much to Chef's grumbling before turning back to the kids, "The keys come in red, orange, green, blue and lavender. The gold key will give you the best vehicle. Now go!"
Confessional: Let's have a go at it!
Mari: Okay, I'm not one to break stuff. Last time I did something like that was 3 years ago when I broke Angelina's CDs while trying to play them. I got grounded for a week.
Jim: Now this is more my challenge! Smashing and breaking stuff. Reminds me of the days when I broke into some idiot's house for money. And dad wanted to watch. Shut up!
Bedlam: Assuming Victor does not win immunity today, my alliance will vote him out and I can coax others to agree with me. Did you really think I'd let him in?
And here we go! Now, if anyone got the 'omelette du fromage' joke, it comes from 'Dexter's Laboratory'. I vaguely remember that show but I hear it was really good. Again, I apologise for the late update. Uni got in the way and now it's exam season.
Next time: Victor finally confesses to Mari and Chef gets back at Chris. Another camper is eliminated because of the choice of one another camper.