It was the next morning. Everyone was at the cabins, though none were pleased. Gwen was busy drawing in her diary, Shawn was carving a piece of the porch with a pocket knife, Heather was filing her nails, Mike was toying with his medallion, and Dave was standing by the door. "Man, this stinks," Dave finally spoke up.
Confessional: Dave
"And I meant that, too. With Destiny gone, I'm all out of allies. I guess Gwen's okay, but the others need to be taken down a peg. Especially Mike. I mean, why would he get Destiny eliminated like that? Hmm, before she left, she told me that something was afoot. She also said to tell the squid tree that I'm 'back in black'. Typical Destiny. Always confusing us with her unique language."
End Confessional
"Guess all we can do is hope for the best," Dave nervously said, earning glares from the others. "Uh, yeah, I'll just...leave." He walked off towards the woods. "Now what did Destiny mean by that?" Dave muttered as he walked. He looked around and noticed Fang nearby, grinning at him. Dave gasped and began to run away, but ended up tripping on a rock. "Okay!" he cried out as he covered his eyes. "Just eat me quickly!" Fang crept closer, but the squid tree grabbed the shark's legs and flung him away. "I'm still alive?" Dave wondered as he opened his eyes. He gulped when he saw the squid tree waving its tentacles. "Not for long, it looks like." It grabbed Dave up and eyed him. "What did Destiny say?" he wondered with worry as the squid tree squeezed him. "Uh, um, um, black is back? No, cracker-jack? Uh, uh, BACK IN BLACK!" The squid tree blinked its eye before setting him down on the ground. It then pulled a few papers out and handed them to Dave. "Thank you?" he replied before walking off. The squid tree waved before retracting its tentacles. "Okay," Dave nervously continued, "With that weird moment out of the way, let's see what's the deal with these papers." His eyes went wide as he looked at the incriminating papers. "AHHH!" he screamed loud enough to echo throughout the island.
Confessional: Dave
"So it's this intern Bryan's fault that Destiny's gone! And he's tricking Mike into eliminating everyone! But to what end? Well, whatever it is, it's stopping today!"
End Confessional
"Did you guys hear that?" Gwen wondered after she heard Dave's scream from earlier.
"Not sure," Mike shrugged. "Are you hearing a plane?" Everyone looked up in the sky to see a large blimp flying by. It soon landed in front of the cabins. "A stupid blimp?" Shawn grumbled as Dave joined the group. An anchor landed on Dave's foot, making him scream out in pain. "I don't see why we should fuss over this silly blimp," Shawn continued. The board leading to it landed on top of him, crushing him. "It's not a blimp," Chris corrected as he and Chef walked out of the aircraft. "It's the McLean Mobile Air Command Center, where I will recline in luxury while you compete in today's challenge: an aerial obstacle course!"
"Good thing Owen isn't here," Gwen commented. "He would've completely freaked out."
"And here to demonstrate, our intern Bryan." Dave glared at the intern as he stepped out of the aircraft. "Hello there," he politely greeted. "I'm glad you guys managed to make it this far."
"Save the compliments for someone who cares," Dave snapped back.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mike asked with some annoyance.
"You see-"
"Gentlemen, please," Bryan interrupted, "There's no need to start a fight over nothing. Anyway, Mister McLean, you said I would be demoing the challenge?"
"Yes," Chris answered, "While wearing a jetpack." Chef slipped a jetpack onto Bryan. He pressed a button, and the intern was suddenly blasted up into the sky. Bryan screamed as he flew through some flaming hoops. Soon, the jetpack started to malfunction. "Tell me this thing has a parachute!" Bryan begged as he started to plummet.
"There is," Chris assured him. Bryan crashed in front of the others, and the parachute deployed a second later. "Best challenge ever!" Chris exclaimed.
"This challenge seems a bit unsafe," Dave gulped as Gwen poked the parachute.
"No, it's totally unsafe! Did I mention you'll also be attacked by mutant fire-breathing goats?" Everyone gasped at this. "That's it!" Dave decided. "I'm out!"
"Okay," Chris said, "But before you go, you should say goodbye to this!" He opened the case containing the million dollars. "The ultimate Total Drama prize: one...million...dollars!" A breeze blew by, removing a few bills. "Give or take."
"Money," Dave gasped like he was in a trance. "Removing all common sense and fear of danger."
"You might as well forget it," Shawn scoffed. "You won't win it."
"Just watch me!" Dave lashed back as he shoved him away.
Confessional: Dave
"Shawn really brings out the jerk in someone, which is kind of enjoyable. But he's not the biggest problem now. That's Bryan. He's behind Destiny getting kicked off. But the problem with him being an intern is that I can't simply vote him off. Ugh, it's so enfuriating!"
End Confessional
"Now," Chris continued as he closed the case and passed it to Chef, "To perform your aerial feats, you'll first have to construct your very own flying machines."
"I just hope none of us ends up like Icarus," Mike commented as he moved closer to Dave. He suddenly hoisted him by the collar of his shirt. "Want to team up for this challenge?" Mike asked.
"Um..." Dave stammered.
"Good. Let's make our flying machines, and then we'll be soaring like hawks."
Confessional: Dave
"When it comes to strength, I'll always flunk while people like Mike will always excel. But at this point, it would be wise to stay as invisible as possible so you don't become a target. It would be good to hide behind Mike for a bit. Then when it comes time to vote, everyone will target the physical threats, like Shawn and, heh, Mike."
Confessional: Mike
"Dave's a decent kid, but really, I had to ally with him. I made myself a deer-sized target by getting that punk princess eliminated. Mmm, deer meat sounds good right about now. Anyway, I'm..."
Confessional: Shawn
"Gonna beat..."
Confessional: Gwen
"Everyone else..."
Confessional: Dave
"And take home that million..."
Confessional: Heather
"Dollars for myself!"
Confessional: Mike
He licked his lips. "Delicious!"
End Confessionals
"Welcome to your one-stop shop for flying machine parts: the dump!" Chris announced as he and the campers gathered at a dump. "Revolting and reasonably priced. Each player will pick a card representing their mode of flight. Pick 'em like your nose, losers!" Mike was the first to pull his card from Chris's bag. "A bird!" Mike gasped as his card showed a pelican. "Nice!"
"You got excited over a bird?" Dave wondered. He shuddered in disgust as he pulled out a card. "A rocket?" he asked as his card showed a rocket. "What am I, seven?"
"Move it," Shawn barked as he shoved Dave over. He pulled out a card. "A helicopter," he said with confidence as his card showed a helicopter. "I'm sure to win with one of these babies." Gwen pulled her card out next. "A plane!" she gasped as her card showed an airplane. "Great...but impossible to build from scratch." Heather was the last to pull her card. "A hot-air balloon?" she asked in confusion as her card showed a hot-air balloon. "These losers get a plane and a helicopter and I'm stuck with this? I want a new card!" She reached in the bag again, but she screamed in pain as a mousetrap snapped her hand. "A hot-air balloon," she stuttered. "That's good."
"The first camper to show me their finished flying machine wins an advantage: a McLean brand smoke machine! Use it as a smokescreen, smoke bees out of your attic, or just creates spooky ambiance. Check it." Chef pressed a button, and the smoke machine spewed fog onto the campers., making everyone cough. "Sweet, right?" Chris asked them. "First to finish their contraption wins that smoky bad boy. Okay, campers, prepare to get your dump on...now!" Everyone rushed off to build their flying machine. "How exactly am I supposed to build a rocket?" Dave asked Mike.
"We'll know when we see it," Mike answered. "Hey, I hope there's no bad blood between us after Destiny got eliminated."
"About that, Destiny's innocent. It was actually-"
"Over here, Pencil Neck!" Shawn barked as he pulled Dave over. "Tell me how to construct a helicopter."
"Back off, Zombiot!" Mike lashed back as he pulled Dave back. "Find your own!" Meanwhile, Heather was rummaging for parts to her hot-air balloon while Gwen searched for parts to her plane. "Building a plane?" Gwen wondered. "Even Heather has better luck with hers. I mean, where am I supposed to find a cockpit?" She walked up to a huge swan boat as a fanfare played. "Okay," Gwen said, still unsure, "Fine, but where am I supposed to find wings?" Another fanfare played as she spotted the wings from her old bike. "Sure, but where am I supposed to find a propeller? I'll never find-" Gwen tripped over a propeller as another fanfare played. "Alright already!" she gave in. "I'll build it! Hey, maybe I won't find Trent here." She looked up, but there was only silence.
Confessional: Gwen
"Oh, come on!"
End Confessional
"You find anything?" Dave asked Mike.
"Just an old heat source and parachute," Mike replied. "Hey, these are for Heather's balloon. Tough luck for her." He sliced through the parachute before tossing it and the heat source away. "At least Heather can't use them." Unknown to them, Heather had scooped up the materials before running off.
Shawn had tipped over a big fan. "It's more of a hoverboat," he reasoned as he carried a motorcycle over, "But it'll have to do."
"Hey, Dave!" Mike called out. "Over here! I think I can smell rocket fuel."
"There seriously can't be a rocket over-" Dave began but he gasped as he saw an intact rocket engine. "I don't believe it!"
"The best part is that all the main components are there."
"How can you tell?"
"My Uncle Vito's a mechanic, and I learned everything about machines from him. Heck, even this dump reminds me of his junkyard. Ah, memories."
"Reminense later. What about your, uh, bird?" Mike eyed some mutant gulls. "Gotcha!" he cried out as he tackled the flock.
"What are those runts doing?" Shawn wondered as he noticed Dave climbing the chair tied to the rocket engine. He walked over to them after completing his helicopter. "Yipe!" Dave exclaimed as he started the rocket engine. Shawn tried to run but he was knocked over by Dave's rocket. "HELP!" Dave cried out as he zoomed past Chris. He soon crashed into a pile of junk. "We have a winner!" Chris announced. "Dave finishes first and gets a smoke machine!" Gwen and Heather moaned at this news. "Who will fly high? Who will crash and burn? And how many Gemmies will I win for this episode? Find out when we return to Total Drama!"
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Nearly everyone was lined up with their flying machines. Shawn was polishing his handmade helicopter, which was a motorcycle tied onto a huge fan. He noticed the smoke machine lying on Dave's rocket engine. He quickly swiped it. "Hey!" Dave protested. "That's mine! I won it!"
"And I'm commandeering it," Shawn whipped back. "Good thing your guard dog isn't here now."
"Where is Mike?" Dave looked around before noticing Mike sleeping on the ground, with a mutant gull in his mouth, three mutant gulls biting his legs and back, and a pair of handmade wings on his arms.
Confessional: Dave
"Well, he looked pretty cozy. At this point, I'm not surprised by him anymore."
End Confessional
"Wake up!" Dave shouted at Mike, spooking the mutant gulls. Mike shook his head as he stirred awake. "Mmph?" he muffled before he noticed the mutant gull in his mouth and spat it out.
"Players!" Chris announced from the McLean Mobile Air Command Center. "Prepare to be challenged in the Obstacle Course of Doom!" Up in the cockpit, Chris laughed as he, Chef and Bryan looked on. Bryan turned his head away and smirked as he noticed the million dollar case.
"This challenge is so mine," Heather boasted.
"Only if your balloon is faster than your jaw," Gwen shot back.
"Just watch me. I'll be flying high while your puny plane takes a swan dive into the lake." Gwen started her plane up, blowing Heather towards it. "Watch it!" Heather lashed out. She grabbed a pipe and stuck it in the propeller, making Gwen's plane spin out of control.
"Man, they really hate each other down there, huh?" Chris asked Chef. Unknown to the duo, Bryan was creeping up from behind while wielding a Gemmie award. "I feel another Gemmie coming on." Bryan bashed Chris and Chef's heads before tossing them out of the McLean Mobile Air Command Center. "One Gemmie for you," Bryan told them, "And one million for moi." He slammed the door shut. Chris and Chef crash-landed in the dump. "I think I sprained my stuble," Chris moaned.
"Chris," Gwen pointed out, "Your intern's stealing your blimp."
"Whatever. Got it at the air force garage sale."
"And my million dollars!" Shawn and Heather exclaimed.
"Whatever. Not my million dollars."
"And all your Gemmie awards," Dave pointed out. Chris froze at that. "My Gemmies?" he gasped as he got to his feet. "Cancel the Obstacle Course of Doom! Your new challenge is to stop that zeppelin!"
"I wouldn't advise it!" Bryan warned them as he opened the door. "I have gold statuettes and I'll use them if I have to!" He tossed two statues at them. "I got you, my preciouses!" Chris shouted as he ran to them before getting hit in the head with them. "I don't get it," Mike thought to himself. "Why would he-?" Dave quickly whispered something in his ear. "He did WHAT?!" Mike screamed out.
Confessional: Mike
"When I get my claws on that little twerp, I'll tear out his sorry excuse of a heart right out of his ribcage!" He punched the camera lens, breaking it.
End Confessional
"Get your flying machines airborne and shoot down that zeppelin!" Chris told the campers. "Aim for the engines. Here's your ammo: flying mutant fire-breathing mountain goat eggs."
"Uh, goats are mammals," Gwen pointed out. "They don't lay eggs."
"They also don't breathe fire, unless they live here. Thank the toxic waste from all those years back. Whoever takes down Bryan gets immunity. Oh, and look out for the flying mutant fire-breathing goats. They are seriously ticked for some reason." Chef just gave an innocent whistle. "Let me go!" Mike growled out as Dave tried in vain to hold him back. "I got first dibs on that little traitor!"
"Forget it, Runty," Shawn whipped back. "That immunity belongs to the Shawnmeister." He gulped as he saw Fang licking his lips. He ran off until Fang got caught in Heather's mooring line. "Sucks to be you!" Shawn teased to the mutant shark as he hopped into his helicopter.
"Payback time, snake!" Mike declared as he began flapping his wings. Gwen started her plane up and started to fly through the air. Soon, everyone was in the air. "Hand over that million, dweeb!" Heather shouted as she tossed an egg at the zeppelin. However, it just bounced off. "Stupid goat eggs!" she screamed as she tossed another egg. However, it hit Dave's out-of-control rocket. "Ah, victory," Shawn teased. He then smelled something. "Why does victory smell like bad breath?" He gasped as he saw some mutant goats flying towards him. They spewed fire at him. A few more mountain goats spewed fire at Mike. "Go burn someone else's aircraft!" he shouted as he dodged the flames. "Like his!" He pointed at the zeppelin, and the mutant goats flew around it, to Bryan's shock. "You want a piece of me?!" he shouted as he held up some statues. "You're asking for it!" He tossed the statues at Mike, who had to duck. "Hey, Dave!" he shouted at him. "Can you cover me while I try to sneak in?"
"I'll try," Dave replied as he gained control of his rocket. He flew it in front of Mike to block the incoming statues, with one of them hitting his groin. "Coconuts," he moaned.
"Don't worry, Dave," Mike assured him, "I'll end this quickly." He flew towards the zeppelin. "Oh, no, you don't!" Shawn shouted. He used Dave's smoke machine to blow smoke in Mike's face, making him cough. "Hey!" Mike complained as he used his wings to blow the smoke away. "What the-? Why do you have Dave's smoke machine? Dave, you let him have it?"
"No," Dave answered.
"Well, I'm getting it back for you!"
"No need to." Dave pressed a button. Suddenly, the smoke machine in Shawn's hand began to emit some flashes, blinding him. "I can't see!" he cried out as he began to spin out of control. He soon crashed into Heather's hot-air balloon, and the duo began to plummet towards the lake. "That's what you get!" Dave taunted, to Mike's surprise.
Confessional: Dave
"I figured that either Shawn or Heather would be desperate at this point, so I planted a blinding light on my smoke machine just in case they tried to steal it."
Confessional: Mike
"Just when I think Dave couldn't surprise me, he surprises me. Planting a light in order to blind that thief. I would've went with an explosive, but his way took out two for the price of one! Ha!"
End Confessionals
Gwen tilted her controller, but it broke off. "Whoa!" she shouted as the plane spun out of control. She soon fell off of the plane, bumped onto the zeppelin, and landed on the back of a mutant goat. "Easy there," she nervously told it. The goat tried to buck her off. "Easy, easy!" Gwen begged. "Knock it off!" She yanked on the goat's horns, and it stopped in mid-air. "Okay, that's kinda cool."
"There's the zeppelin!" Mike exclaimed as he flew closer. He crashed through the window, knocking Bryan over. He grabbed the case before walking over to Mike, who was getting back to his feet. "Game over, Bryan!" Mike declared. "You're done for!" He noticed Bryan sniffling. "I'm...sorry for all the trouble I...I caused," Bryan tearfully replied, to Mike's surprise. "I was just...trying to get the money. It was going to help keep the theater open back home. But it's...not worth it if the money put you through all of this pain. So, here. Just...just take it."
"Gee, thanks-" Mike said but Bryan quickly hit him with the case. "Ow! What was-?" WHAM! "What is wrong with-?" BASH! "You're crazy!" BAM! "Eighteen hours a day working for that slimeball McLean!" Bryan spat out. "With not a shred of decency! I deserve this money more than any of you monsters!"
"No, you don't!" Mike lashed back. He and Bryan fought for the case until Mike suddenly backed away. "Rocket dead ahead!" he screamed.
"Please," Bryan scoffed. "Do you think I would fall for such an obvious-"
"INCOMING!" Dave yelled at the top of his lungs. Bryan gasped before the rocket crashed into the zeppelin, knocking him out of the zeppelin as it went down. "Uh-oh," Mike gulped as he noticed the fried controls. "No time to fix it." He quickly grabbed a parachute before jumping out. He yanked on the chord, but was shocked to see that it was the same parachute he tore up earlier. "I get it," Mike said. "This is my karma for getting Destiny kicked off. Okay." He saw the million dollar case coming down and grabbed it. "Hey, nice!"
"Finders keepers!" Chris told him as he flew by in his jetpack and scooped the case up.
"You couldn't have done that earlier?!" Mike soon splashed into the water. Meanwhile, Dave was clinging onto the zeppelin until he lost his grip and started to fall. "Goats," Gwen told the mutant goats, "Grab him!" One of the goats scooped Dave up. "Thanks, Gwen," he told her. In the lake, Bryan watched as the zeppelin came down and Fang chased Sawn and Heather. "All of that work," he breathed out, "Gone! At least things can't get any worse." He froze up as he saw Mike growling at him. "NOOO!" Bryan screamed as Mike tackled him and fought with him.
Later that evening, everyone was at the campfire ceremony. Dave, now holding a marshmallow, was on the left, followed by Gwen, Heather, Shawn, and Mike. "Elimination time," Chris began. "Dave, you took out Bryan, so you win immunity. Gwen and Heaher, you're also safe." Gwen and Dave shared a high-five while Heather casually ate her marshmallow. "And tonight's loser with two votes against is none other than..." Mike got a worried look while Shawn was oddly confident. "..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Shawn!"
"What?!" Shawn protested as Mike caught the last marshmallow. "No way! I was suppose to win this!" He was dragged off by Chef. "Can't say you didn't have it coming," Dave commented.
"So," Heather told the others, "The Final Four, huh?"
Confessional: Heather
"I just wanna thank everyone who got me to the Final Four. Amy, I can feel your pain, girl. You should not have been cheated out like that. Noah, you are one seriously smart dude. Don't think I didn't notic that. And Lindsay, the most fashionable girl on the island next to me. You know you'll always be one of my BFFs."
Confessional: Gwen
"I've got to admit, I didn't think I would make it this far." She yawned. "But now that I have, I might as well win."
Confessional: Mike
"Only one villain standing in the way of that prize: Heather. Once she's gone, it's anyone's game. May the best man win."
Confessional: Dave
"So, going into the Final Four with a goth, a werewolf, and a queen bee. I know, it sounds like the start of a bad joke. Might as well brace for whatever comes next."
End Confessionals
"You're in luck, Shawn," Chris told Shawn as he was seated in the Hurl of Shame. "Since the rentals want the catapult back, you're the last person taking a trip on this bad boy. Any final words?"
"In your face, MIKE!" Shawn shouted before he was hurled off.
"And we're now down to four," Chris announced. He noticed Chef carrying a toxic marshmallow. "Chef, the lawyers said not to be giving the losers Toxic Marshmallows of Loserdom," Chris told him. "Apparently, one of Staci's 'family members' happens to be a lawyer."
"I didn't get the memo," Chef shrugged.
"Well, dispose of it where it's not dangerous." Chef shrugged before walking off. Later that night, Chef carried the case with the marshmallow over to the campfire. He tossed it in the flames, creating an explosion.
Okay, this one was much shorter but it still has that exciting feel to it, doesn't it? So, Bryan, the OC created by LaCuevademisgustos, went rogue and tried to steal the million for himself, but he ended up getting his karma by Dave and Mike.
Now, the elimination. I know a lot of you thought Shawn or Mike would get the boot or that it might even be a double elimination, but I decided to just boot Shawn here.
The penultimate challenge will triple-dog-dare the Final Four into trying their best to keep going. Until next time, this is Dunsparce519 saying enjoy and have a happy and safe Fourth of July.
60) Ezekiel
59) Eva
58) Noah
57) Staci
56) Justin
55) Dakota
54) B
53/52) Katie/Sadie
51) Sol
50) Sugar
49) Phoebe (SC)
48) Tyler
47) Amy (SC)
46) Izzy
45) Leonard
44) Beth
43) Austin
42) Echo (SC)
41) Beardo
40) Max
39) Anne-Maria (SC)
38/37) Dakota (again)/Sam
36) Greg
35) Brick
34) Courtney (SC)
33) Harold
32) DJ (SC)
31) Bridgette
30) Scott
29) Samey
28) Ella (SC)
27/26) Sierra/Geoff
25) Topher
24) Luna
23) Cody
22/21) Rodney/Helga
20) Jo
19) Dawn (SC)
18) Sky
17) Jasmine (SC)
16) Duncan
15) Scarlett (SC)
14) Lightning (SC)
13) Leshawna (SC)
12) Alejandro (SC)
11) Trent
10) Cameron (SC)
9) Zoey (SC)
8) Lindsay (SC)
7) Destiny (SC)
6) Owen (SC)
5) Shawn