McLean Oil

Chris McLean was in his office reading the latest issue of The Economist and Ennui and Ryan were cleaning.

"Here, let me wipe that," Ryan offered and wiped one of the statues.

"You've missed a spot," Ennui frowned.

"I don't see it."

"Just a little lower."

Ryan then accidentally sprayed water in Ennui's face.

Ryan gasped, "Oh, I am so sorry. Did I get you?"

"Yes," Ennui groaned as he wiped his eyes.

Chris closed his magazine and turned to his henchmen, "Well, gentlemen."

They both looked up at him.

"It appears we have some competition on the Total Drama property. The Economist says the Kids have gotten back together again."

Ennui's eyes widened, "The Kids got back together?"

"Oh, remember?," Ryan started singing one of the old songs from Total Drama Takes Manhattan.

Ryan: Together again

Ennui smiled and joined in.

Ryan and Ennui: Gee, it's good to be togeth- -

"Gentlemen, PLEASE!"

They both quickly stopped.

"No singing in my office!"

Ryan nodded, "Yes sir."

"But of course, it was all his fault," Ennui pointed at Ryan.

"Mostly his fault," Ryan pointed at Ennui.

"No matter," Chris brushed it off, "Point is, that studio and that oil belong to me. Yeah, those Kids are gonna be running home with their tails between their legs. Some of them, literally. That place is infested with animals. Maniacal laugh. Maniacal laugh."

Ryan and Ennui started laughing while Chris just said the words, maniacal laugh. Seriously, does this guy ever laugh?

"Yeah, that's a maniacal laugh moment," Ryan smiled.

After talking with Veronica, the Kids drove back to the theatre.

Sam saw the studio up ahead and nodded, "Ok, this is it. 80s Robot, let's park around the back."

They all walked up to the backstage door for the theatre.

Rodney cut off the chains on the door with wire cutters and stood back as Sam walked up to it.

Sam carefully took down the caution tape and pushed the door open.

The theatre was definitely not what it used to be. It had not been touched in years, the whole thing was just filthy.

Old memories flashed through Sam's head as he walked into the old theatre.

"It's The Total Drama Show with our special guest star, mr. Bob Hope!"

"...time once again for Children's Hospital, the continuing story of..."

"And now, Kids in Space!"

Sierra looked around the theatre in awe as she, Devin, Carrie and the other Kids walked in.

"Devin, can you believe it?," she whispered, "The Total Drama theatre."

Devin patted her shoulder, "Yeah."

Sam stood on an old stool and smiled, "Welcome back, everyone!"

They all thanked him.

"Look, I know the old place isn't quite at its best right now."

"Yeah, who cancelled the maid service?," Rock joked. He laughed at his own joke.

"But don't worry, we'll be fine," Sam reassured.

"Uh, Sam?," Owen looked around the theatre, "There's no way we can rehearse with a place like this!"

Devin's eyes widened, "Wait, Sam, don't say another word. Carrie, Sierra and I would be happy to help you rebuild the theatre," he put an arm around his sister and his girlfriend, "And honestly, it would be an honor for all three of us."

Sierra nodded, "It would."

"Ok then, let's clean this place up!," Sam announced.

Everyone cheered.

Cody hummed quietly as he swept the floor with an old broom.

"This is boring," Sam commented as they watched Cody.

"Don't you guys remember? You're Total Drama! You do this to music!," Sierra reminded them.

Beardo smiled, "Well alright!"

He took a music player out of his hair and hit play.

We built this city

Total Drama: We built this city on rock and roll

Built this city

Some of the Kids started singing along, with Cody in the center.

We built this city on rock and roll

Rock looked under a tarp, "Hey Spud!"

Spud walked over, "Yeah?"

"Look what I found!"

Rock lifted the tarp, revealing Spud's old drum set.

"AAHH!," Spud ran away.

We built this city

Taylor hit one of the curtains with a broom to get the dust out.

Carrie lifted a pice of wood while Noah sat on the other end.

Sierra: (Whistles along)

We built this city on rock and roll

Built this city

We built this city on rock and roll

As Sierra and Devin scrubbed the walls, Sierra whistled along to the song. And she was very good at it, I might add.

Cody opened the broom closet and saw someone inside, "Brody?"

Brody was in the closet, dusting until he heard Cody. He smiled and walked up to him, "Cody! Great to see you! Where's everybody been?"

Cody's eyes widened.

Sam went into his old office and looked through his old list of phone numbers.

"Celebrity, celebrity, celebrity!"

Sam dialed the number.

"Hello? Yes, can I speak with President Carter, please? Oh, he moved? Well, you wouldn't happen to have a number where I can reach- -Hello?"

Devin walked into one of the rooms, "Hey Sierra, I thought we were gonna clean the balcony."

But Sierra wasn't listening because she and Owen were cleaning the support beams.

"You're doing a great job, pal," Owen complimented.

Sierra smiled, "No, you're doing a great job. Wocka wocka!"

Devin frowned.

"Hey guys, look at these old photos I just found," Owen picked up a stack of old photos.

Izzy, Carly and Justin walked over to look at them.

Owen picked one up and smiled, "Can you believe that 80s haircut I used to have? I looked totally ridiculous!"

Both haircuts looked exactly the same.

Don't you remember?

We built this city

"Yes, it's Sam. Small. Can you come to our celebrity telethon this weekend? Sure, sure, I understand."

We built this city on rock and roll

We built this city

Carly and the other chickens cleaned the chairs in the audience with their feathers.

We built this city on rock and roll

Courtney, Lindsay and Beth skated across the floor with scrubbing brushes on their feet as they cleaned the floor.

Rodney worked on fixing a hole that the chandelier left in the floor when it fell.

Swedish Sugar opened the old fridge and saw food that was old and rotten. And really stinky.

She took out a blowtorch, "Fay helloo to my hittle froond!"

That's Sugar for, "Say hello to my little friend!"

She turned on the blowtorch and burned all the food to ashes.

We built this city

"There goos doonner," she chuckled.

"There goes dinner."

We built this city on rock and roll

DJ handed a small lamp shade to Carrie and she put on one of the theatre lights.

We built this city

Carrie: (Vocalizes)

We built this city on rock and roll

Ellody and Mary had brought out their old vacuum bot to help them clean.

Ellody was operating the remote, when suddenly it broke.

The bot started beeping rapidly.

"Oh dear."

We built this city

"AAHH!"

They both ran quickly to get away from the out-of-control bot.

Sam had gone through all of his celebrity phone numbers, and none of them wanted to host the show.

We built this city on rock and roll!

The theatre looked as good as new.

"Wow!," Sam looked around the theatre, amazed, "Great job, everybody!"

"Oh hey, Sam," Devin called him over as he and Carrie finished cleaning the costume rack, "Listen, have a great night, and I just want you to know, Sierra and I are great sewers, so we'll have those costumes ready for you in no time."

"Good. You two have a great night," Sam walked off.

"Ok, thank you!"

"Bye!," Carrie waved. She turned to her boyfriend, "Devin, I was kinda hoping we could go to the beach tomorrow or see the Hollywood Sign."

"We'll have plenty of time for all that stuff. It's just, right now, I don't wanna leave Sierra," Devin whispered, "She needs me."

"I don't know, she seems pretty happy."

Devin turned around and saw Owen teaching Sierra how to use his rubber chicken.

"Yeah, like that."

"Oh, ok," Sierra nodded.

"Now you."

Sierra waved the chicken in the air.

"Yeah, that's it! Great job!"

He and Sierra laughed.

Devin turned back to Carrie, "Well, just one more day, ok? And then I'm all yours. Tell you what, why don't you get a head start on sightseeing tomorrow, and then I'll be waiting for you when you get back."

"Ok, just don't forget about me."

Devin scoffed, "Never."

"We're still on for dinner Friday, right?"

"Yeah, of course."

After Owen left, Sierra began to walk off until she heard someone.

"Oh, Sierra!," Sam walked up to her.

"Oh! Yes, Sam," Sierra turned to him.

"Hey listen, Sierra, I just want you to know that none of this would've happened without you, so thank you."

"Ah, well..."

"Oh, and welcome aboard," Sam walked off, "Goodnight, everyone! Just sleep wherever you can find a spot!"

Sierra stood still, almost frozen in place.

"Welcome aboard?"

It was nighttime, and everyone in the theatre was asleep.

Izzy and the chickens were asleep above the stage lights while everyone else slept in hammocks.

Well, almost all of them.

Owen and Sam were wide awake, looking at the stars through a hole in the roof.

"Hey Sam, you awake?"

"Yeah."

"What's the weather supposed to be like tonight?"

"I don't know, why?"

"I just don't want it to rain through the hole in the ceiling."

"The stars sure are pretty, though."

"We're gonna be ok, right? We haven't done this in a long time, and," Owen hugged his teddy bear, Beary, "I really don't wanna go back to Reno."

"Don't worry, Owen. We'll be fine. Look how we cleaned this place up today, you know? Same old team, all pulling together."

"I guess you're right. Good night, Sam."

"Good night, Owen."

Sam sighed and went to sleep.