The Total Drama series belongs to Teletoon, and Cartoon Network. Also, the VS. idea isn't mine. It belongs to CragmiteBlaster. Everything I also mention that's copyrighted belongs to their respective copyrights. However, all my characters belong to me.
This part, we're doing the challenge proper. And someone's being sent home.
Grabbin' Grub!
Chris grinned on-screen. "And welcome back to Geeks Vs. Populars!"
"Welcome back? You were only silent for 7 seconds!" Heidi yelled out loud.
"You heard of a thing called commercials?" Chris replied. "Anyways, Yolei, Yentoulis, and Mozart were about to toss for the Geeks, while Lance, Verna, and Drake are throwing for the Populars!"
Yentoulis was glaring at Drake. "I know what you're gonna call me... The name's NOT Yenty-Boy, it's Yentoulis! Get it right!"
Yentoulis then walked away, while Drake was tensing up. All of a sudden...
"WHOA!" Yentoulis yelled out loud, as a loud crash was heard. Drake sighed.
"I... should have said his shoelace was untied..." Drake said to himself, as he walked back.
Confessional: Insert Shy Pun Here
Yentoulis: How shy is that guy? He had the GALL to not ask if my shoelace was untied!
Drake: (He is looking ashamed.) Why didn't I warn him? I wish I had more courage to speak up...
The teams were ready to throw, as Chris came up to them.
"Okay, the rules here are as follows: You have a given period of time to throw food at your opponent. Every hit is scored, and whichever team has the most points at the end of that time period wins one point for their team. After five rounds, whichever team has the most points wins. Unless a team wins three rounds, then the Challenge goes to that team by default." Chris explained. "Any questions?"
No one raised their hand.
"Good! Then its time to FOOD FIGHT!" Chris shouted out loud, as the teams started to go for the foods.
Yentoulis looked at the team. "Okay, if you can't aim for anyone, aim at Drake!"
"What for?" Yolei asked.
"For starters, he's the tallest. Second, he didn't tell me my shoelace was untied." Yentoulis replied, as he was hit by a cream pie. "Hey, that had trans fats in it!"
Mozart sighed, as he ducked underneath some ice cream. "Seriously, you're pissed at Drake because the dude didn't tell you your shoelace was untied? Get your head totally checked, Yento-brah."
"It's NOT Yento-brah, it's YENTOULIS!" Yentoulis yelled out loud, as he was hit by an apple pie. "Hey, this one STILL had trans-fats!"
"Guys, like, KNOCK IT OFF!" Yolei reprimanded the two. "They're totally tossing Thanksgiving leftovers here!"
"Way ahead of you, brah!" Mozart said, grabbing some food, and hitting Drake with it, while Yentoulis got Lance.
On the Populars side, Lance was wiping some food off him. "The Geeks damaged my sweater. It's a Limited First Edition!"
"Like something I keep in a glass case at home?" Verna smirked at Lance.
"Whatever. Drake!" Lance ordered, as Drake walked up to them. "Yento-Idiot ruined my sweater!"
"YENTOUIS!" Yentoulis yelled back at Lance.
"Whatever, take this apple, and hit him in the nards." Lance replied.
"What?" Drake said in shock, as Lance glared at Drake. "Okay... I'll... do it."
Drake looked at Yentoulis, as he was hesitant.
"Drake! Quit daydreaming and THROW! Or... I shall talk about how pally-pally you were getting with Stella last night!" Lance yelled out loud.
Drake was frozen in fear, as Lance got to his ear.
"THROW!" Lance yelled out loud.
"GAH!" Drake threw the apple in complete fear with all his might, as...
"I'll get Lance over there! Cover me!" Mozart said to his teammates, as...
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...The apple hit Mozart in the balls... HARD.
"Aww... Bogus..." Mozart squeaked out in pain, and fell to the floor.
Drake watched in complete horror, as his unintended target fell onto the floor, clenching his crotch. He tried to run over to the other side, but...
"Nuh-Nuh!" Lance yelled out loud, grabbing the back of Drake's jacket. "We do NOT help out the Geeks. If he cries, he cries."
Drake could only sigh, as he walked back, and looked down in shame.
Back with the Geeks, Yolei was covering Mozart now, as he was unable to throw.
"Mozart! Augh, don't worry! It's not totally your fault!" Yolei yelled out loud, as she turned towards the two Populars still throwing, hitting Yentoulis as well. "Okay, you blockheads. You have the GALL to totally hit one of our fellow teammates, like, under the belt!"
Yolei was hit by an orange on the legs, knocking her down, as Lance and Verna was holding food. They then tossed the foods at the team. It was a complete massacre. And just before time was up, Lance walked over to Yolei with some Mac N Cheese, and dumped them... Over her boobs.
"There. Now they're REALLY creamy." Lance replied with a grin.
"Ugh... You're REALLY crusin' for a brusin' next time... Dammit!" Yolei snapped at Lance as time was up.
"And that's round 1! The winners of this round... No, this massacre are... The Populars!" Chris yelled out loud, but there was barely any cheering, as Drake silently walked back to the bleachers. The Geeks picked up their downed comrade, and rushed him back to their bleachers, putting a icy cold drink between his legs to ease his current pain.
"Aw, dude! Nobody deserves to go through that, even if it WAS an accident!" Ellis said out loud.
"Tell me about it... Ow..." Mozart replied.
"Plus, that knucklehead, like, poured Mac and Cheese totally all over my boobs!" Yolei said out loud. "Augh... Dammit, I'm pissed!"
"Whatever, we got creamed... Moreso than the Duncan fanclub after Action's finale." Olivia replied, as she sighed. "Who knew Team Beth was so bloody TOUGH?"
"Hey, geeks tend to get tough at times." Nelson said out loud. "From personal experience, NEVER get the last copy of a smash hit game on release day... Unless you're also a track star."
Most of the Geeks nodded in response.
At the Populars, however...
"LANCE!" Grace yelled out loud. "What the hell was that about, forcing Drake to toss an apple right in Mozart's Kiwis?!"
"I was only playing the game, princess." Lance said, with a grin. "And it was just Mozart; no big loss! I thought you lot would like it when a Geek got injured."
"Come on, that's not cool, man…" Kade replied, looking mad at Lance.
"And we're still in first, that's what matters, right?" Lance said with a grin. "Now, the second round is coming, and my public awaits me."
"Yeah, the department of public restrooms..." Kade said, as Grace giggled.
Meanwhile, with Drake, Stella was sitting next to him.
"I...I..." Drake said, with a shaky and sad tone.
"It's okay, it wasn't your fault!" Stella replied, trying to reassure Drake. "Mozart's recovering fine, and you don't need to go out again, I promise!"
She then looked at Lance, as she got closer to Drake's ear.
"Hey, now's a chance to work on your drawings. Calm yourself down a bit." Stella whispered with a smile.
"Okay..." Drake replied, as...
"Drake! Front and center!" Lance yelled out loud, as...
"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" Stella shouted out loud, as everyone looked at her. "Ahem... All Hunger Games references aside, I volunteer to take Drake's place!"
Lance sighed. "Whatever, saves me the moment of having a second-rate thrower. Now, for a third thrower..."
Lance then scanned his bleachers.
"Thunder, you're up!" Lance replied, as Thunder got up and walked over to the Arena.
Confessional: With food involved, would this actually be CALLED The Hunger Games?
Drake: (He's saying nothing, but he's drawing in his book, as a smile develops on his face.)
Stella: I could see some sadness in Drake's eyes, after what happened to Mozart... Hope both he and Drake'll be alright...
Lance: That Geek had it coming... Maybe I can do the same with that shorty, Nelson. Because I come in first at EVERYTHING.
With the Geeks, they were discussing on who should enter the Arena.
"Okay, Mozart's completely out, thanks to his injury." Yolei said out loud. "We gotta beat these Pops to the ground for, like, hurting one of our own!"
"Er, maybe you should rest a bit, Yolei." Benny replied. "Me and Cherri can try to take them."
Yolei sighed, as she sat down. "Yeah... You may be right... No reason to get so overworked over it... I'll totally kick Lance's ass today."
Cherri looked at Nelson. "Ready to bug Lance?"
Nelson grinned. "Or course!"
Cherri smiled. "That's the ticket! Let's float like a butterfly, and sting like a bee!
Benny, Cherri, and Nelson was starring down at Lance, Stella, and Thunder.
"You guys ready?" Chris asked, as everyone nodded. "Then its time to FOOD FIGHT!"
The teams ran for their foods, and started to toss them. Benny, thanks to his dodging skills, managed to dodge most of the foods thrown at by Thunder... Including a Durian.
"Aww... seriously?" Thunder asked himself.
Stella looked at Cherri with an apologetic look. "Sorry, Cherri... Hope this doesn't infect your piercings."
She then tossed a cream pie at Cherri.
"Mmm, cream pie!" Cherri replied. "And no worries about that happening!"
Benny kept on dodging foods tossed by Thunder, when finally...
"Nailed you!" Thunder said out loud in triumph.
"Yeah, but... Seriously, on the butt?" Benny asked out loud, as he rubbed his foot.
Nelson's target was Lance, as he grabbed a handful of cookies...
"Okay, Lance! You're going down!" Nelson yelled out loud, about to toss a cookie at Lance like a ninja star, as...
"Nope, can't allow that, shortie..." Lance replied, as he picked up a grapefruit, and...
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...Started to aim at Korpse! The Populars gasped in horror, especially Korpse.
"He's... not serious, is he?" Kade asked Ada.
"I'm sure he's just bluffing..." Ada replied right back.
"Now, drop the cookies, and I promise... Your gal pal doesn't get hurt." Lance said out loud.
"Wait, what?!" Cherri replied in shock.
"You're insane, Lance!" Benny also shouted out loud.
Nelson looked at Korpse, and at Lance, several times. Until finally...
"Okay... You win..." Nelson replied, as he dropped the cookies to the ground.
"Good... Thought you would see it my way... The FIRST way." Lance said, as he tossed the grapefruit at Nelson's feet, knocking him down. Nelson then looked up to see that Lance was holding a cream pie.
"You're kidding..." Nelson commented to himself.
"You know that deal a few minutes ago?" Lance replied. "I lied!"
Lance then tossed the cream pie at Korpse anyway. He then grabbed two grapefruits, and tossed them at Benny and Cherri, knocking them down. Grabbing several foods, he started to bury all three of the Geeks with it. He glared at Thunder and Stella.
"Throw! Teach these Geeky morons who's BOSS!" Lance yelled out loud.
"No." Stella replied, crossing her arms in anger. "After what you done... Nelson GAVE himself up, and yet, you hit him, and Korpse anyway?"
"Yeah, you jerk! Nobody does that kinda crap and gets away with it!" Thunder also commented, as the buzzer sounded.
"And that's Round 2! And judging by the mess... The Populars take the round once again! One more victory from them, and they take it home!" Chris shouted out loud, with no cheering coming from either side.
Confessional: Talk about a Squash Match...
Nelson: The nerve! I give myself up, and he creams Korpse anyway... (He then looks down in sadness) I failed to protect my friend...
Korpse: (She is angry.) Lance, Nelson was noble enough to give up for my sake, but that didn't mean you had to cream him... AND me!
Thunder: And yet you wonder why I squeeze outta the Caf during food fights at school...
Stella: I know this sounds strange, but I'm hoping that the Geeks win this time. Really, I don't mind taking a loss if it means getting Lance out…
Lance: Two down, just one more win to go... Things are looking up! We'll go out the way we came in... First Place...
At the Geek's side, Nelson was looking down. Xantara was sitting next to him with a comforting hand on Nelson's shoulder.
"Hey, don't feel down, Nel!" Xantara said, trying to cheer up her friend. "You did what was right, and we're proud of you. Lance's just being a... Well, in more kinder words, a meanie."
Nelson smiled at that fact, as Yolei was talking to the team.
"Okay, we totally know now what we're, like, dealing with, here." Yolei said out loud, rallying the team. "We have a condensing dick on the Pops, and... if we're gonna, like, take them down... We gotta take him down NOW. I'm pissed off more after the pie incident to Nelson's friend."
"But, what CAN we do? Lance has us beat!" Ellis complained.
"GENKI! Percentage of our victory!" Yentoulis ordered GENKI, as GENKI did some thinking, until finally...
"Considering the fact we lost two in a row, the odds of winning this match are..." GENKI stated as she nodded. "0.000000000.1%."
"We're not down yet..." Yolei replied. "Not until the last food is, like, thrown. We shall not totally lose to someone like Lance..."
Mozart did some thinking, as he eyed the ice cream scoop on the table.
"Hmmm... Dudes, did the Chris dude say anything about bringing in some outside help?" Mozart asked.
"Er, no... Why?" Ron replied.
"I can invent something involving that ice cream scoop over there... It may not be much, but it'll do the job, for sure. From the looks of it, it'll take a round, but still... Think you guys can take the round while I'm pre-occupied?" Mozart asked.
"You sure? You all healed up?" Marissa asked, as Mozart nodded. "We shall give it our best!"
"Good. I don't wanna lose to that bogus dude like the rest of you." Mozart said, as he grabbed the ice cream scoop and ran off.
Meanwhile, the Populars weren't happy with Lance.
"Seriously, Lance?" Twiggy yelled out loud. "You're a side dish on the plate of laaaaaaaame!"
"Hey, he was a Geek, and he deserved it." Lance replied out loud, shrugging.
"If you were Prez of your school, you would be impeached like THAT!" Nicholas said, snapping his fingers.
"And yet, my public will still love me... Now to clench this victory..." Lance replied. "Steph? Wanna throw and put the final nail in the coffin of this match-up?"
"It would be my pleasure." Steph said, as she looked at Verna. "Wanna throw? You rule the school with an iron fist! We have one more round to go! We can put them in their place where they belong!"
Verna looked at the Geeks. "Er, don't you think they had enough?"
Steph gave Verna an odd look. "What did you say? Are you... hesitating on me?"
Verna looked at Steph. "Look, I don't know what you do at your school, but I-"
"Or... Are you hinting at something I shouldn't know about?" Steph asked, still looking at Verna.
Verna was in deep thought. "Oh crap, she's sniffing blood! I've gotta stay on her good side, else I'll be exposed… And I don't want THAT getting exposed to the world!"
"So, your final answer?" Steph asked.
"You know..." Verna replied. "The Geeks didn't have enough. Let's finish the job."
"Good..." Steph sneered. "Let's deal with these Geeks once. And. For. All."
The two started to walk to the arena, as Verna was in thought.
"I just hope this is enough to get her off my case… I really do.. Sorry, Geeks..."
At the Geek's side, they were discussing on who should throw.
"Okay, I shall throw now." Yolei said out loud. "Who hasn't thrown yet?"
"I should manage." Marissa replied with a smile. "After my experiences with Larping, I think I can take them."
"Good enough." Yolei stated. "Now, Ellis? You wanna throw? I, like, can feel you're pretty adapt at dodging things after lying and most likely being chased after crowds."
"It shall be my pleasure!" Ellis said, smiling. "Though you didn't have to bring THAT up."
"Good, and we know what our main target is..." Yolei replied, as she glared at Lance.
Confessional: Out of the Frying Pan...
Yolei: Our setup may be, like, strange... But I sense promise in the two. Now, to totally take on that diamond stud wearing blockhead... And I, like, got an idea.
Steph: You know, I smell a rat around Verna, and not that rat that inventor dork Mozart hangs around with. I shall keep a close eye on her.
Verna: I'm not sure HOW I can keep this facade going... Steph may most likely look through my stuff, and then... I'm dead meat.
Lance: They send out the doofus liar and the nerdy girl? HAHAHAHAHA! You're making it TOO easy, you dorks!
Before the match-up, Yolei was huddling around the team.
"Guys, if Lance tries something, no matter how much it hurts inside, don't totally fall for it." Yolei stated. "I know we don't want any friendly Populars getting, like, harmed off the battlefield, but he's TOO genre savvy on us right now."
"So, we refuse his offer?" Ellis asked, as Yolei nodded. "Okay... Besides, I don't know anyone that good on the Pops."
The throwers were now waiting for Chris to give the order.
"Everyone ready?" Chris asked, as everyone nodded. "Time to FOOD FIGHT!"
The round began and everyone started to toss their foods at each other. Marissa managed to avoid some blows, as she came face to face with Steph.
"So, if it isn't the Dungeon Dork." Steph said out loud.
"Who said I was a dork?" Marissa asked, as Steph was hit on the face with some cupcakes. Steph turned around to see Ellis smiling, and waving. "I was only distracting you so he could cream you. Great job, Ellis!"
"No prob, Marissa!" Ellis exclaimed.
The round continued as Yolei threw an orange at Lance, and missed.
"Aw, really? I thought a strong girl like you would have better-"
Lance was interrupted by an orange cream pie to the face.
"Gloating, huh? Bad sign..." Yolei stated, as Lance recovered, as he spotted Marissa running towards him with a cream pie.
"Nuh-Nuh!" Lance yelled out loud.
"Aw, geez... Now what?!" Ellis asked in annoyance. "Are you gonna say you're actually a pirate, and what I meant to say, a zebra?"
"Nope, you dork." Lance said, as he took a cream pie...
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And aimed for Drake! The Pops gasped in response, as Drake froze in terror.
"Aw, hell... Not again..." Nicholas commented, shaking his head.
"Now... Give up now, and I'll spare Drake. Otherwise... He'll taste a bit of whipped cream." Lance said, leaving Marissa to think.
Marissa did some heavy thinking, until finally... She made her decision.
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...She tossed her food at Lance. Upon it bouncing off Lance, he looked pissed, and threw the pie at a now shivering Drake, with the Pops watching! And it would have hit him, had not...
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...Stella lept into action, and blocked Lance's pie throw, taking the bullet in the process!
"...Stella?" Drake asked, stunned.
Stella said nothing, as she wiped the cream off her face. She then turned towards the Geeks, and winked.
"Now, while everyone's distracted! HORDE!" Yolei yelled out loud, as she, Marissa, and Ellis tossed foods at the Populars, and after a while...
BZZT! The buzzer sounded, ending the round.
"And that's the round! And with so much food thrown, it can be safe to say that the Winners are...
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"...The Geeks for Round 3, by one point!" Chris shouted out loud, as the Geeks started to cheer, while the Populars glared at Lance.
Confessional: Score One for the Good Guys!
Yolei: HA! Take THAT, you sweater-wearing dick!
Lance: Okay, it's just a fluke... We can still win this!
At the Geek's bleachers, the Geeks were happy to have finally won a round.
"Nice job!" Yolei shouted out loud. "We got a good momentum totally going! If we, like, keep on going like this, we'll take them down!"
"Yeah, but..." Marissa said, rubbing her arms. "Tossing stuff like that was kinda difficult..."
"I agree with Marissa... We're a bit tired. We'll still go out there, if you need us to." Ellis also said.
Yolei looked at the two, and smiled.
"No, there's no need to." Yolei replied. "You did your part... But with Nelson still not fit to take part..."
Sting stood up.
"I'm ready to roll." Sting said out loud. "Someone's gotta teach that punk who's the boss... And I don't mean Tony Danza! It was Judith Light."
Yolei looked at Sting in confusion. "Err... what?"
"What, you guys never saw Who's The Boss before?" Sting asked, as he chuckled. "My grandma liked that show."
Moana got up, as...
"I also volunteer as well." Olivia replied, glaring at Moana, before turning towards Yolei. "I wanna get down and dirty as well!"
"Um, I've a feeling that'll get censored in America, Olivia." Moana sheepishly commented. "And most likely Germany once the episode's uploaded on Youtube."
"Okay, that's two... Where's Mozart and his, like, invention?" Yolei asked, as...
"Major League Food Fighting's back in town!" A voice shouted out loud, as the Geeks turned to see who the voice belonged to... It was Mozart.
"Mozart!" Yolei shouted out loud. "So, what's, like, this invention you were totally hintin' at?"
Mozart reached into his pocket. "This baby right HERE!" He said, as he held up the ice cream scoop... Which was pimped up. "This can turn the moisture in the air into vanilla ice cream! A dudette back at home taught me instructions on how to make this, and... Well, trust me: It WILL work."
"Free range food... I totally love it!" Yolei grinned. "If the Populars, and by that I mean Lance, are cheating, so shall we to make it fair!"
Meanwhile, with the Populars...
"What's with the smiling faces?" Lance asked. "We lost a round, you morons! We should be disappointed we came in second!"
"Well, you were the one that hit Korpse with a food, and tried to hit Drake with one!" Thunder yelled out loud.
"Urrrggghhh... Fine. Steph, you can win it for us? Or course, Moi shall be going out there." Lance commented.
Steph grinned. "It shall be our pleasure... Let's go, Verna."
"If you say so..." Verna replied, as the two went with Lance back onto the field.
On the Bleachers, Kade and Nicholas were talking.
"So, who's on your ballet when we go to the Campfire?" Nicholas asked, as Kade shudder a little. "Kade, you okay?"
Kade shook it off, as she smiled gently. "Yeah, I'm okay. As for who I'm voting for... Is there ANY question?"
"Anyways... How did we end up on the Popular Team to start off with?" Nicholas asked. "I mean, I'm the Student President, you're a party girl... We both clash with our popular status."
"I dunno... Maybe something to round out the teams a little?" Kade replied.
"Yeah... You may be right..." Nicholas said, as they started to prepare for watching the battle on the field.
Lance, Steph, and Verna were on the field, as thus Sting, Olivia, and Mozart.
"Teams ready?" Chris asked, as both teams nodded. "Its time to... FOOD FIGHT!"
The three Populars started to throw their food at the three Geeks.
"Sting!" Olivia said out loud. "We gotta cover Mozart, until his thingy is..."
"Actually, dudette..." Mozart replied, as he lobbed some vanilla ice cream at Lance's sweater. He was holding his modded ice cream scoop with pride. "No need to charge much."
Confessional: Wow. People would charge money for that kinda stuff!
Mozart: (He is holding the ice cream scoop.) Yeah, one of my bros... Or sisters in this case, from an Invention Exchange taught me on how to make this bad boy. I thank you, little blue-haired Shiverly dudette!
Lance: (He is sneering at the camera.) This WAS a cashmere sweater!
Steph: Wait, they have something that can make food VISIBLE?! That's against the rules!
Chris: I checked the rulebook; no rule on using inventions in this challenge.
The fight continued on, as Mozart and Sting did most of the throwing at Lance, while Olivia took on Verna and Steph.
"Ugh, this is getting insane..." Lance said, as he spotted a potato on the table. Grabbing it up, he grinned. He then dodged Mozart's blows, and threw the potato...
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...At Mozart's legs, had not been for...
"...Mozart! Watch out!" Sting yelled out loud, as he pushed Mozart outta the way, and took the potato to the leg on himself.
"BULLSEYE!" Lance gleefully shouted out loud. "First place, here we come!"
Mozart then picked himself up, and ran over to Sting. "Sting! You okay, brah?"
"Yeah... Just a minor wound..." Sting commented, as he got up, and noticed Olivia glaring at Lance.
"Er... Olivia?" Mozart asked. "You there?"
Olivia was standing in stunned silence for a few moments... before snatching away the ice cream scoop.
"Lance?" Olivia said under her breath. "Time to die."
She then started to toss foods from their table, as thus ice creams from the ice cream scoop, starting to bury Lance, Verna, and Steph with various foods. In the end...
"And the winners of this round are... The Geeks!" Chris shouted out loud, as Olivia continued on her assault. "Olivia, you can quit attacking now."
Olivia heard that, as she snapped back into her normal self. "Oh, oops... Sorry."
With the Geeks, they were celebrating.
"Awesome! We made quite the comeback!" Benny shouted with excitement. "And we're a bit freaked out over Olivia's outburst."
Olivia sheepishly giggled. "Guys, I swear... It won't happen again. That was just a once in a blue moon!"
"So... Who shall bring it home for us?" Moana asked.
"Well... Me, you, and Cherri can totally do so." Yolei replied, grinning.
"Well, okay, then!" Moana said, as she got up, but not before... "Sting, you gonna be okay?"
"If I dealt with Biff the Bully as a kid... I'll be okay." Sting replied, smiling.
Little did the two of them know, Olivia was glaring at Moana, with jealously in her eye...
Confessional: Final Mission! START!
Olivia: How DARE that Lance harm my bad boy, as well as Moana talk to him! Sting shall be mine, you hear!
Ron: Ah don't care that ah never got to throw. Ah care because that jerk on 'da other team's gonna lose soon...
Xantara: One more victory for us... Our lucky stars are shining brightly...
At the Pops, Lance looked pissed and yelled, "All of you guys suck! And guess what? We would have won by now if someone didn't mess up!"
"Hey, leave Drake outta this!" Ada reprimanded Lance. "He did nothing wrong!"
"I swear, if we lose..." Lance said under his breath. "Steph! Verna! Time to teach these turkeys who's boss on this island!"
Both Steph and Verna followed Lance for thankfully the final time.
Yolei, Cherri, and Moana were staring down at Lance, Verna, and Steph for the final round.
"For the game..." Chris shouted out loud. "Time to FOOD FIGHT!"
The round started, as Cherri and Moana started to toss their food at the two snooty girls, and vice versa.
"Come on, pincushion!" Steph taunted Cherri, as she slapped herself on the butt. "Pierce me!"
"Okay!" Cherri grinned, as she grabbed up some chocolate covered scorpions from a dish, and threw them at Steph, hitting her with them.
"Hey, NOT literally!" Steph yelled out loud, brushing off the scorpions. "I don't do piercings!"
"Shame, too... A septum piercing would suit you, Steph." Cherri said, smiling modestly.
Moana and Verna was also tossing food at each other.
"This is for making jellyfish exist!" Verna yelled out loud, as she soaked Moana in Gatorade. Heidi giggled from the stands.
"Using a Gatorade shower as a weapon... Not bad." Heidi commented to herself.
Back on the field, Moana looked down at her shirt.
"My good shirt... Covered in lime..." Moana replied, as she grinned. "Ready to pop until you can't stop?"
Moana tossed what appeared to be popcorn shrimp at Verna. Verna looked at the popcorn shrimp with an odd fascination.
"Yummy..." Verna said to herself, as she shook that thought off. "No... I gotta focus..."
Meanwhile, Yolei and Lance were evenly matched.
"You know, you would make such a good candidate for second-best... What do you say?" Lance asked.
"I say... Hell to the NO." Yolei replied, as the two continued to toss foods at each other. At that time, a baby bluebird, flying for the first time, started to land on the Popular's side of the field. Looking at the Popcorn shrimp, it tweeted in happiness.
"Guys, we got 6 seconds, and the score's about to be tied..." Moana replied to herself as Cherri got hit. "And... it's tied."
Lance spotted the baby bird, and unknowingly tossed his food at Yolei. "Shoo! Git! Get off my side of the field!"
Yolei saw the food coming, and quickly thought of an idea. She then round-house kicked the food, back at Lance, hitting him as soon as the buzzer sounded.
"And that's game! The winner of the Challenge is..." Chris said out loud. "...The Populars!"
Both teams groaned at that fact, as Lance grinned.
"HA! See, everyone! I'm ALWAYS first!" Lance replied in victory, as Chris continued.
"...Is what I would have said, Had not for a last second play. You see, Yolei kicked the food, and for half a second, Yolei held custody of the food. And with that said, the TRUE victory goes to... the Geeks!"
The Geeks BURSTED out in cheers, many of them hugging each other. Lance, however, stood in stunned silence.
"But... I never lost... I never lose... I come in first every time!" Lance said out loud.
"First time for everything, is it not?" Chris smirked. "Now, Geeks? As for your prize, you get a game's worth of food for your camp, which'll be dropped off later tonight."
"Nice! If they have some, I shall whip you lot some seafood special!" Moana said out loud.
"As for the Populars... One of you is gonna be sent packing." Chris commented to the Populars. "You have until tonight to think about your decision..."
Confessional: Now, who's gonna clean this mess up?
Yolei: (She is excited.) Yes! YES! I totally took down a mean-ass bully! (She composes herself.) I mean... He wasn't tough. We could have beaten Lance at any game.
Lance: I'm still in this! I know, I'll pin the blame on Drake! That'll show him...
Powerhungry Polar Bears
Lance was currently talking to Steph and Verna.
"Okay, we lost... It's not our fault." Lance said out loud. "We just had an off day, that's all."
"Still, the geeks live another day..." Steph replied, leering down at the ground.
"So, it's in agreement, right? We're all voting for Drake, right?" Lance said out loud.
"Good idea." Steph replied, as she turned towards Verna. "Is it?"
"Yeah, a good one." Verna commented.
"Good... I'll convince the others, okay?" Lance said, as he left the the two girls.
Stella was walking around camp, whistling a tune, as she heard some chatter from behind some bushes.
"Wow, those are the finest melons I've seen..."
"You bet they are..."
Stella was stunned. "Is that... Are they reading..."
She walked over to where the conversation was, and smiled.
"But those melons are even rounder... And nicer, too." Grace grinned, as...
"Hi, guys!" Stella sung out loud.
"GAH!" Grace yelled out loud in surprise, holding her chest. "Jeez, Stella, don't scare us like that!"
"Yeah, I almost went for a Punt in my pants!" Heidi replied out loud.
"Sorry, but..." Stella said, smiling. "Are you reading something you're not supposed to be reading?"
"Um, it's Lance's magazine! Really!" Grace lied.
"Really, now?" Stella teased. "Why you so nervous?"
Grace was stunned. "Er... I was only reading it for the articles..." She meekly said.
"Yeah, you heard of Fruit Gardeners Monthly before? There was an article on watermelon growing in it, too. Primo stuff!" Heidi replied, as she held out the magazine. On the cover was a picture of a basket of peaches.
Stella was stunned as she read the cover. "I confused something dirty... for a fruit magazine?"
Grace giggled. "Er, if it'll help, you can read it?"
Stella smiled, as she returned the magazine. "Maybe later. But first, I wanna ask you two a big, BIG favor."
"Go on..." Grace said out loud.
"Could you guys... NOT vote for Drake? It's not his fault he accidentally nailed Mozart in the crotch." Stella gently replied. "I don't want him voted off unfairly due to that action."
Heidi smiled. "You've no worries about that! We're voting for Lance anyway."
"So you've NOTHING to worry about!" Grace replied. "Lance's done like a rotten Starfruit!"
Stella smiled, as she walked off. "Thanks, guys. Enjoy your articles!"
Once Stella was outta earshot, Heidi spoke up.
"So... What's the secret to planting good grapes?" Heidi asked.
"Well, what I prefer is..." Grace started to say.
Ada and Kade were sitting at camp, discussing today's events.
"Like, wow..." Kade commented out loud. "What got into Lance's head?"
"I dunno, but what I do know is that his party's about to end REAL soon." Ada replied, as she was tinkering with her equipment.
"So, we're voting for Lance? Perfect!" Kade said out loud, grinning.
"Still..." Ada sadly said, sighing. "I can't do that surprise party for us Pops now, since we lost..."
Kade smiled. "Hey, it's all good! If Lance gets the boot, that's a party enough for me!"
Ada smiled back. "Thanks, Kade."
Thunder and Twiggy were commenting, as they were fixing up a quick snack.
"So, this stuff'll sustain us until the Elimination?" Thunder asked.
"You bet! It's gonna get really heated." Twiggy commented. "We need all the energy we can muster to survive... Not like we need to, anyway."
Just then, Lance walked over to the duo.
"Hey, guys... I gotta ask you something." Lance said out loud. "Can you vote off Drake?"
"Er... Why?" Thunder asked.
"Well, I saw Drake... PUNCH Stella just now!" Lance replied out loud, with a smile on his face, as he punched the air. "He went POW! BAM! MITT! ROMNEY!"
"Puke..." Twiggy whispered into Thunder's ear as Thunder giggled.
"He even said that he would punch even HARDER next time... I rest thy case. Thank you." Lance replied, as he took a bow.
"Do you believe that stuff, Twiggy?" Thunder asked.
Twiggy sighed. "Well… we'll think about it, Lance."
Lance smirked. "I trust you two will make the right choice. And now, I bid thee adieu!"
Confessional: Quality Acting, Thy name is Lance.
Thunder: I don't buy Lance's story for a second. And I know he may be a decent competitor, but his attitude is toxic. Hopefully Twiggy will agree with me…
Verna: Why do I gotta vote for Drake? He never did anything wrong...
Stella: Here's hoping we get rid of Lance... I'm worried for Drake's safety.
Drake: (He is still drawing, as he stops, smiles away from the camera, and closes his book.) Done.
Later that night, the team were headed to the place to where the Ceremony is gonna take place. It was an empty field, overlooking the ocean. Near a campfire laid some seats for the Populars to sit down. As soon as they sat, Chris came into the picture.
"Populars... Welcome to your first Elimination Ceremony. Before you cast your votes, I wanna ask some questions..." Chris said out loud. "First off... Why do you think you lost?"
"Because I chose the wrong people!" Lance replied out loud. "If someone was more cooperative, we wouldn't be here."
"Excuse me? You were the one sending yourself out 5 times, as thus Steph and Verna for the latter part of the challenge!" Kade said at the actor.
"So, Lance?" Chris asked. "Think you're safe from elimination tonight?"
Lance grinned, as he looked at Drake. "You bet I am! After what I saw, I've got a sure-fire way to stay safe."
"And finally..." Chris said, as he looked at Drake. "Drake! What you drawing?"
Drake looked at Chris, and started to tense up, clenching his notebook in fear. "N-N-Nothing..."
"Okay... Now, it's time for the votes." Chris said, as everyone started to vote for who should go home.
Confessional: Vote Time! Make it count!
Grace: I already said who I was voting for; I'm voting for Lance!
Lance: Say goodbye, Drake! I'm sure we'll meet back up at the reunion... Or maybe not, with your shyness...
Stella: Lance? Time to end this set. No encores. I hope this works; I don't want Drake to go...
Steph: Too bad, so sad, boo-hoo... Time to go, Drake.
Drake: I vote... For Lance.
Once the votes were cast, Chris came back, wheeling a cart topped with...
"Potato chip bags?" Korpse asked.
"You're right, Korpse!" Chris commented. "Because no matter who you are, nothing soothes the soul in high school better than a vending-machine potato chip bag. Now, whoever has their name called, come up, and claim your potato chip bag! The person that doesn't get a potato chip bag... is out. And first off, Korpse? You're safe."
"Neat!" Korpse responded.
"Steph? You're safe, too."
"Thunder."
"Twiggy."
"Ada."
"Heidi."
"Verna."
"Grace."
"Nicholas."
"Kade."
"Stella."
Both Drake and Lance were left. While Lance had a smug smile on his face, Drake was extremely worried, as he clenched his notebook close to his chest.
"Drake. Lance. This is the final potato chip bag of the evening. And tonight, it goes to..."
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"...Drake."
Drake was stunned to hear he was safe. But the look of Lance's face said it all.
"I... got voted off? I... went out first?!" A stunned Lance stuttered, as he glared at Thunder and Twiggy. "I told you two to vote for Drake!"
"We just said we'd think about it, Lance." Twiggy said.
"And you may be a decent competitor, but we'll definitely choose Drake over your bad attitude every day of the week." Thunder replied, with finality.
"But... I'm Lance Masterson! I'm supposed to be first at everything! First in school! First at sporting events!" Lance shouted out loud.
"And you'll be the first person to test out our elimination method!" Chris said with a grin, as he dragged Lance with his arm.
Lance was soon strapped in some sorta cradle, with the Populars watching.
"Populars, this is what I like to call... The Slingshot... Of Shame! If you get voted off, you'll be placed here, and launched to who knows where!" Chris shouted out loud.
"I shouldn't belong here! Drake does!" Lance snapped, still relenting. "I demand a recount!"
"I would do so, but... Nope!" Chris smiled.
Lance glared at Drake. "Drake... Know it or not... You have made a powerful enemy. Trust me, one day, I'll return! Then I'll strike you down! The David ALWAYS wins against the Goliath!"
Drake started to speak up, but sighed and shook his head.
"Lance?" Stella spoke up, as she stood beside Drake. "Shut up." Her comment to Lance caused Drake to smile slightly.
Lance could only stare in stunned silence, as the Slingshot went off.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Lance yelled out loud, as he was thrown in the horizion.
"And there goes our first boot of the season! As for the rest of you?" Chris said. "You're safe... For now."
Chris walked off, as Drake had to speak up.
"...Why?" Drake asked.
"Because you're a LOT better than Lance was!" Stella replied, smiling.
"Plus, at least he won't try to wake us up no more, all so he can try to be the first to fall back asleep... Again." Nicholas also said.
Drake could only smile at his new friends.
Confessional: The First One Bites The Dust
Drake: (He's smiling) These guys... Aren't so bad after all...
Giggling Gryphons
The teams were chowing down on their food, thanks to winning the battle. Benny was cooking more, with Cherri by his side.
"We've got more if you want some!" Benny shouted out loud.
"Very nice of you to cook for the team, Ben!" Cherri commented with a smile. "Knowing my luck, I end up burning the food.
"Well, if its any consolation... I think you'll still make for a good cook." Benny replied, smiling warmly.
"Aww..." Cherri cooed.
With Marissa and Ellis, the two were talking.
"...And that's how I managed to defeat the White Warlock King." Marissa said, finishing her story. "You know, you've have a talent for telling stories through lying. Why not become a storyteller? Or an author?"
Ellis beamed at that. "You... really think so?"
Marissa smiled. "Look at all the material you have! We have Moana and Sting riding on Fang, Xantara and Nelson doing yoga, Ron and Yentoulis having an arm wrestling contest... With Ron winning..."
Ellis did some thinking, as he started to scratch himself. "You know... You may be right... Sorry, I tend to get all scratchy when I get nervous..."
"Hey, it's fine." Marissa replied, as she shuffled her glasses. "I tend to shuffle my glasses whenever someone puts a nervousness spell on me."
Ellis couldn't help but giggle.
Confessional: A nice friendship.
Ellis: I gotta say that Marissa is my friend by this point... My first TRUE friend.
Marissa: Ellis is pretty funny, and I think beneath those fantastic tales... Is a good heart.
Chris is on the beach, ready to close out the episode.
"And so, our episode ends with Lance being the first one eliminated!" Chris exclaimed. "But more will follow him. Who may be next? Find out, next time! On..."
"Total!"
"Drama!"
"GEEKS VS. POPULARS!"
At a far away island, a voice was being heard...
"...hhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHH!" Lance yelled out, as he crash-landed on a platform, made for launched contestants. He then picked himself up.
"Ugh, the Populars are useless without me..." Lance commented, as he read a sign on a tree. It said...
Greetings, eliminated camper, to the Isle of Rebirth.
If you are reading this, you were eliminated.
"Yeah, no -BLEEP-, Sherlock!" Lance snarked.
However, there IS a chance to get back ON the island...
All you gotta do is hang here until a future challenge.
"Wait, that's it?" Lance asked. "Boring... But if I can get back ON the island..."
He then walked over to the shore, drawing a picture of Drake and Stella's faces onto the sand. He was also glaring at the ocean.
"Mark my words, Drake... Once I return... You and your girlfriend won't stand a chance... I shall DESTROY you by my hand!" Lance yelled out loud, as he raised his hands in the air, waiting for an ocean wave to erase the picture. But one didn't come.
He glared at the ocean. "I said, I shall DESTROY you by my hand!"
Once again, the waves didn't hit the picture.
"Ah, screw the whole thing..." Lance said to himself, walking off. "Stupid low tide..."
VOTES
Ada: Lance
Drake: Lance
Grace: Lance
Heidi: Lance
Kade: Lance
Korpse: Lance
Lance: Drake
Nicholas: Lance
Stella: Lance
Steph: Drake
Thunder: Lance
Twiggy: Lance
Verna: Drake
And that's episode 2 in the books! Lance... Well, he always claimed he was first in everything. And him being voted off first really put his foot where his mouth was. Needless to say, he was a dick.
SPECIAL THANKS to DarkShockBro for helping me
NEXT TIME: It's the Fear Challenge! But not in the way you expect!
Lance: First out... How ironic... Stupid Bacon.
BaconBaka OUT!