AN: Again, another chapter that was shorter than how I thought it was actually going to be. Ah well. I hope you guys enjoy this one
Nicky Haugh: Thank you! I hope you enjoy today's chapter!
CutieMudkipYT: Ok, just keep in mind that everything planned for the story will be put into the story, and so that may or may not mean the thing you want to see. But hey, just take a look where this chapter ends up. And, no, I have not seen that show, but yes, I have seen those movies. Sorry, I forgot to answer your question from last time! Won't happen again. I hope you enjoy today's chapter!
Guest: Yeah, Trent is back to normal. I'll answer one part of that question. Mal doesn't have any powers, he's basically just using their fear, and/or something else to put them into a near vegetative state, where they listen to his every command. He has done it to Fang and Duncan. I hope you enjoy today's episode!
The Obsta-Kill Kourse
The show fades in on the broken dock for the second time since it's destruction. Chris stands atop it, ready to do the recap.
"Last time on Total Drama: we celebrated our one hundredth episode with a surprise guest appearing and a kidnapping of the host-y kind. But I stayed strong."
Just as he said that, a clip of said host dangling over the toxic waste, screaming for help played.
"Hey! Who put that there!? Mal and Duncan's alliance isn't going that well for the delinquent. We learned that Trent isn't the bad guy we all thought he was. Okay, someone is so getting fired!
"Chef is a stress eater. Mal used Duncan. Gwen stopped Sylvan. Zoey saved me. Gwen got hurt. Gwen got flushed."
Chris started talking faster, finally shoving the television off the dock into the water when it played another clip of him screaming for help. He quickly regained his composure as he turned back to the camera.
"Luckily, nothing gets me out of a bad mood faster than upping the ow-factor in a challenge. Stick around to see who goes down, right here, on Total! Drama! All-Stars! Tell the editor to meet me at the Flush of Shame!"
The camera cuts to Chef giggling as he sits in the monitor room, pressing a button to make the screen cut to static.
The show fades in on the loser cabins. Inside the male side, Duncan is lying on his bed, looking straight up at the ceiling with a blank look on his face.
Trent snapped his fingers in front of the delinquent's face, only to be completely ignored.
"This isn't hypnosis." Trent concluded, standing up slowly. "How does Mal have such a powerful hold on you?" He asked himself.
He looked back over Duncan's body. After a moment, he turned back to his bunk and crossed something out of his notepad.
Confessional: Trent
"I used this notebook to write my music for my guitar." He pauses, looking downwards. "Looks like I don't need it much anymore."
The musician tapped his chin in thought, looking over his notes. He had already deduced that Mal wasn't using hypnosis to control Duncan. But he was also using fear.
Trent's eyes widened in realization.
Torture.
The malevolent personality sat on the steps of the loser cabins. It was then he heard one of the doors open and close.
Smiling, Mal stood up and turned to come face-to-face with Trent.
"Hello, Trenton." Mal said, smiling wickedly.
"You tortured him." Trent spoke angrily.
Mal raised an eyebrow, his smile fading. "Tortured who?"
Trent glared at Mal. "He may have not been the nicest person in the world, but Duncan is still a human!"
Mal's lips pulled up into an amused smirk.
"What do you care, Trent? He took Gwen away from you. And then he tried to play with her heart, just like he did to Courtney."
Trent glanced downwards. "That may be, but he is still human too, Mal."
"And what of Fang?" Mal asked, folding his arms behind his back.
"He hurt Scott, mauled him, just because he lost a tooth. Tell me, Trent. Compared to those two, am I really such a bad guy?"
Mal took a step away from Trent and started into the loser cabin. Trent turned around to watch Mal's retreating form.
"Yes. You're worse than them. All of them." Trent muttered.
Zoey stepped out of the spa hotel. She had been saddened that Gwen was eliminated due to injury. It would've been nice to get to know her. She was her favorite of the original contestants.
She looked over at the loser cabins, where Trent was sitting on the steps, seeming to be deep in thought.
She hated to admit it, but, the next contestant she was going to have to vote for was going to either be Scott or Trent.
She wanted Mal to stay in the game so Mike could return. Was that selfish? She thought so.
Zoey hated Mal, but she just wanted him to stay so Mike could return. That is all there is to it, but the way she's going, it looks suspicious. Trent and Scott don't trust her.
Trent looked up at Zoey, and he quickly stood up, and walked away. That was when the loudspeaker went off.
"Attention maggots! Last one to the beach drops and gives me fifty! Hup hup hup!"
Trent's walk turned into a run just as the loser cabin female door opened, and Courtney bolted out.
Chris watched as five of the final six arrived in front of him. He was wearing his sunglasses and army helmet. Zoey, Courtney, Mal, Duncan, and Trent were lined up in front of him.
"At ease maggots. 'Bout time you got here, I was almost getting bored."
Scott arrived at that moment, with Chef walking behind him, he too wearing his military outfit from the season one boot camp challenge.
"Glad you could join us, Scott. You know the deal. Last one here equals push-ups there." Chris told him, pointing at the ground.
"Obviously I was the last person, I was exiled on Boney Island!" Scott complained, folding his arms in front of his chest.
"You mean," Chris started, pulling out a megaphone, "I WAS EXILED ON BONEY ISLAND, SIR!"
Scott dropped his arms to his side, and rolled his eyes.
Confessional: Scott
"Chris is just lucky that I have bigger fish to fry. Nobody talks back to the Scottmeister and gets away with it. Hear that, Courtney?"
"Fifty!" Scott yelled, dropping to the ground, sweating. He gasped for air and pushed himself up. "Done." He said, completely out of breath.
As Scott joined the other final six competitors, Chris began explaining the challenge. "Listen up, worms. Chef's boot camp challenge in season one was tough. But this is season five. And things are about to get a whole lot more hurt-y. With, the Chris McLean Obsta-kill Course! Patent pending."
"To win this full-on race challenge and avoid getting flushed, first you'll have to conquer the 'Fun Tires'!" The camera panned over to a yard full of tires with flags at both ends.
"Get through them, and you're on to the 'Rope Slope'!" The camera panned over to a steep wooden incline with four different color ropes hanging on it. However, one appeared to be an electrical wire with occasional sparks showing. "Some ropes are less reliable than others, so choose wisely! But not too wisely, that will spoil the fun, for me."
"Next, the 'Snapping Bars'!" The camera panned over to a jungle gym style ladder over a small pond.
"Why are they called that?" Trent asked, looking wary.
"Oh, you'll see!" Chris said before the camera panned over to an empty field, "Then it's on to a pleasant run through the 'Duck and Cover.' Come out of THAT alive, and you're in for a real treat!"
"Pfft, piece of cake." Scott said, crossing his arms and looking unimpressed.
"Oh, in that case…"
"No!" Scott yelled, gripping his head.
"Everyone has to wear a heavy pack for the whole challenge!"
Chef dumped the packs in front of the six contestants. Most of the contestants started complaining and groaning.
"Abandon your pack and you'll face a brutal penalty. Seriously." Chris said, smiling as he pointed at the contestants. He chuckled. "This is gonna be awesome!"
As Mal put his pack on, and Duncan did mindlessly, Trent and Courtney talked quietly.
"We can't let Mal win again. We need to eliminate him." Trent told her.
"You don't need to tell me twice. After everything he did, the least he deserves is being kicked off this show." Courtney agreed, glaring at Mal.
Zoey strapped on her pack and sighed. It was indeed heavy. At least they weren't similar to the harnesses from last season, which had cut into their shoulders.
"So, Mike's pathetic girlfriend is finally looking out for herself."
Zoey turned to come to face Mal.
"What do you want, Mal?" She asked, glaring at the alternative personality of her boyfriend.
"Nothing. I just find it interesting how you're finally now learning how to do things for yourself, and not have help for a change."
"You're going to be eliminated, Mal!" Zoey almost yelled, looking angry.
"Oh, Zoey," Mal started, circling around the redhead. "We both know that you won't vote for me. You're too much in love to the inferior."
Zoey stomped down her foot. "Mike is not inferior!"
Mal chuckled darkly. "Is that so? Then is he the one locked up in his own mind?"
Zoey threw a punch at Mal, to which he easily caught her by the wrist, and forced her onto her knees.
Courtney and Trent heard Zoey's scream of panic and raced to her aid. "Mal, let her go!" Trent warned.
Mal rolled his eyes. "Fine." He forced Zoey up and looked her in the eye. "Always relying on others."
Mal spun around and folded his hands behind his back, whistling as he walked away.
"On your marks! Get set! Go!" Chris shouted into his megaphone and blew the air horn.
The contestants ran across the starting line, beginning the challenge.
They ran along the 'Fun Tires', putting a foot through the hole when it was necessary. Scott ran in the lead with Courtney running slightly behind him. A pole suddenly stuck out of the tires, and, with no time to slow down, Courtney ran right into it. She screamed in pain, to which Scott looked back at the former CIT and laughed, just before he fell through another tire, bringing his foot up to touch his face.
"Agh! My foot is touching my face!" As he said this, another wooden pole popped up nearby, followed by a red boxing glove.
"You dung beetles didn't thing Colonel McLean would give you a straight-ahead challenge, did you?" Chris asked through the loudspeaker.
Mal ran along the tires, with Duncan running just ahead of him. Behind them, Zoey did her best to keep with the two, but was having trouble with the traps in the tires.
A stream of water blew up through the tires, and nearly hitting Zoey. She skid to a stop as Trent ran into her, unintentionally pushing her forward into the water.
Trent winced as Zoey crashed down onto another tire. As the water came back down, Trent ran in, trying to pass by Mal and Duncan.
Noticing the distance between him and Trent closing, Mal frowned. However, he smiled again once he noticed a loose tire in the ground.
The malevolent personality snapped his fingers and Duncan stopped in his tracks, allowing Mal to run past. Duncan spun around a hundred-eighty degrees, and stopped, grabbing the tire with his hands, and spun around, effectively throwing it, and hitting Trent's chest, knocking him over into another tire.
Duncan spun back around and followed Mal out of the Fun Tires. As they did so, a jeep carrying Chef and Chris pulled up.
"Mal is in the lead, and heading for the Rope Slope!" He clasped his hands together and smiled maliciously. "This oughta be good."
Mal grabbed onto the red rope and began to climb, with Duncan just behind as he grabbed onto the light-colored rope, and began to climb.
As he reached the halfway mark on the rope, and suddenly stopped, noticing that the rope didn't feel like a real rope. He brought his head closer to the rope and sniffed it.
"Licorice?" His eyes widened, and he suddenly snickered, getting an idea. "Might as well make this more fun for the next guy."
He brought his teeth around the rope, and bit off a chunk of the rope, swallowing, he saw that the rope had a half missing, and could be easily ripped off.
Zoey arrived at the slope just as Mal leapt over the wall. She watched as Duncan flopped over, unbeknownst to her, landing hard on his back, and right next to Mal.
She reached for the dark colored rope and began to climb. As she reached the halfway mark, she noticed a smell coming from the rope. "Huh?" She questioned. Zoey brought her nose down to the rope and smelled it.
Zoey quickly retracted her face from the rope and sneezed, loosening her grip on the rope, and sending her falling to the ground, banging her leg along one of the wooden planks.
The redhead sat up and rubbed her thigh from the fall as the intercom went off. "Apparently Zoey's allergic to ropes made of dog hair."
"Dog hair?" Zoey repeated, crawling away from the rope, sneezing.
As Zoey stood up and reached for the light-colored rope, Courtney ran in and quickly started climbing the slope with the same rope Zoey had just fallen off of.
Courtney's determination of climbing the rope completely put Zoey to side as she failed to warn her about the dog hair rope that she was now climbing.
It was then that Scott had run in and had blindly grabbed onto the rope that looked suspiciously like a wire.
"Get back here, Courtney!" He demanded as he climbed.
Courtney glanced down at Scott, and decided to ignore him.
"Fine, if that's how you want to play it, then I'll just have to-" He was cut off when he grabbed an opening on the wire, electrocuting the dirt farmer.
Chris laughed from the jeep that he and Chef sat in. "Looks like someone found my favorite rope! The Zapper!"
As Courtney reached the top, she noticed that a section was missing from the red rope, and shook her head slowly, before finally jumping over the wall, with Zoey hot on her heels.
Trent finally arrived and he jumped for the red rope, in which it immediately broke, causing him to fall onto his back. He groaned in pain.
"Will anyone survive the Obsta-Kill Course? Will Scott become a human hotdog? Will I laugh no matter what? Yes to that. But for all the other answers, stay tuned for Total! Drama! All-Stars!"
Commercial break.
When the show fades back in, Mal is on the Snapping Bars, with turtles jumping at his feet from jumping out of the water.
"Mal is the first to reach the Snapping Bars! Followed by Duncan, Courtney, and Zoey!"
The three named contestants climbed the bars from behind Mal, although Duncan did it completely uncaring about the turtles biting at him.
"I guess that answers Trent's question." Courtney spoke, annoyed with the turtles. She reached up for the top of the bars and began to try to climb up on to the top as Zoey swung from one bar to the next with her arms.
Courtney balanced from above, keeping her footing well-balanced, she walked from one bar to the next, avoiding Duncan's hand, although he wouldn't care, and finally reaching Mal. She steps on Mal's hand, earning a glare from the malevolent personality.
"Get off of me!"
"Not without a fight!" Courtney hissed in return.
As Mal glares up at her, the camera zooms into his head.
Mike's Mind
Mike and Chester stepped into a white gymnasium with a long ladder up, and a net hanging below. A bar was swinging back and forth between one ladder, and the platform on the other side.
Hanging from the bar was Mike's athletic personality, Svetlana.
She was hanging by the bar with her legs, her arms free to grab onto.
"Svetlana?" Mike asked, just loud enough to catch Svetlana's attention.
"Mike!" She smiled widely. "You came!"
"I came?" Mike asked.
"Mal imprisoned us! Ve vere forced to do zese tasks, and zey will help you stop Mal!"
"I don't follow." Mike admitted.
"Just jump into my arms!" Svetlana told him, holding out her arms as he swung.
Chester pushed Mike forward. He glanced back at his old man persona, and looked back at the ladder in front of him, leading up to a platform.
Taking a breath of air, he began to climb up the ladder. As he did, he couldn't help but worry about what Mal could be doing to his friends. Cameron, Zoey, the rest of them.
Then he thought back to why Mal was even created.
Mal was created because of his abusive parents. And then his trigger was fear.
Chester's trigger is Mike's frustration.
Svetlana's trigger is an acrobatic environment.
Vito's trigger is when Mike loses his shirt.
Manitoba's trigger was when Mike wore a brimmed hat.
Mal's trigger was Mike's fear.
Mike overall was never in control for very long. And Mal was in control completely while he was in juvie.
He was glad that his therapist could help him lock Mal away for good. Or at least, he thought it was for good.
And now, Mal was back. And he was in charge. No, Mike won't let him be in control. Never again.
He was taken out of his thoughts when he reached the platform at the top of the ladder, and got a view of Svetlana swinging in front of him, and the net just below them.
"Just jump and grab my hand, Mike!" Svetlana shouted in her Russian accent.
Mike looked up at Svetlana. He was practically trembling. He was never very fond of heights.
"Trust me, Mike!" Svetlana yelled, yet again bringing Mike from his thoughts.
Mike nodded fearfully, and brought himself to the edge of the platform, his feet hanging over the side. Down below him was the net that was supposed to catch him.
Wait, why wasn't it there?
"Holy shit." Mike cursed.
If he could faint, he would faint right there. He had one chance to do this correctly. He didn't know what would happen if he missed, and he didn't want to find out.
Mike tore his eyes back up to Svetlana, who looked worried for him. He glanced upwards, and took a step back.
And then he pushed himself forward in one jump.
Mike closed his eyes, preparing to impact with the floor. But it never did come.
He opened his eyes, and saw that Svetlana did indeed catch him. She smiled proudly at him as the bar began to lower to the ground.
Mike felt himself reach the ground, his feet touching. He let go of Svetlana and took a step back as Svetlana detached herself from the bar.
"Well done, Mike!" She smiled.
"Thanks." Mike smiled, still shocked at what he did. Even if it were in his subconscious.
The trio heard a 'ding' sound, and looked over at the wall, opposite of the one Mike and Chester came in, and saw an elevator door open.
They began to walk over to it, when a light flashed, catching them off guard.
Mike looked up at the wall above the elevator, to see that a projector was playing another flashback. The lights had turned off.
Reluctantly, Mike turned to face it, and watch what it was that happened.
Flashback
It was Mike's first time to a circus. His grandfather was taking him to it. He was, after all, probably the only person in his family to care about him.
Mike had been excited from the day his grandpa even brought it up. And right now, he was in awe with the acrobatics.
They had been doing magnificent tricks. Ones that he would never be able to pull off.
The two pulling of these tricks was a Russian husband and wife.
Vladimir and Varvara Gavrilovich.
"...And without the safety of a net!" The announcer finished.
Mike's eyes drew to Varvara, standing on the edge of a platform as Vladimir swung back and forth on the bar, holding his arms out.
There was a few tense seconds, and Varvara put her foot back to get a better leap for the jump.
And she jumped.
Her hands clapped around Vladimir's, and the audience applauded with claps.
At that moment, Varvara's hands came loose from around her husband, and she fell.
Mike could only watch in horror as the gymnast flew down at finally, hit the ground below, to which he looked away too slowly.
He saw everything of what happened.
End Flashback
Mike took his eyes away from the screen and started to the elevator.
He waited for Svetlana and Chester to join him before they went to the next level. But as he waited, he couldn't help but admit that Mal was right about one thing.
This was definitely his own personal Hell.
Mal swung his fist at Courtney's face, just in time for her to duck the swing.
The two were fighting on top of the bars as Duncan made his way across the pond.
Courtney swung her foot up at Mal's crotch, but he easily blocked her foot, and spun her around, grabbing her by the shoulders.
"You can't beat me."
With that said, he shoved Courtney off the bars and into the water below, leaving her to be bitten by the turtles.
Mal jumped off the bars and landed on the ground next to Duncan, and the two of them ran off as Zoey began to make her way across the bars faster, just as Courtney ran up onto the land, bite marks covering her body, before finally collapsing.
Chris and Chef pulled up in their jeep. "Mal still has the lead, and Courtney just might be out of commission."
Confessional: Courtney.
She groans, holding her head. "Ow...How is it that someone with noodles for arms is so strong?"
Trent arrived at the bars with Scott right behind him. "I am not letting Mal win!" Trent declared as he began to swing from one bar to the next.
"Yeah? Well, I'm not letting Courtney win!" Scott declared, standing on the ladder with the turtles already biting at him.
On the other side of the pond, Zoey landed besides Courtney and shook her. "Courtney, don't give up!"
Courtney opened her eyes and looked up at Zoey. "Can't let Mal win." She repeated to herself. She stood up slowly, and began to run after Mal and Duncan, Zoey hot on her heels.
Up ahead, Mal and Duncan ran in a clearing in the forest. Mal glanced back and saw that Courtney and Zoey were catching up.
"Those two are determined." Mal growled, now annoyed with both of them.
Before Mal could continue his thoughts, a leech suddenly flew in and attached itself to his forehead.
"Forgot to mention!" Chris called from a megaphone, sitting on a rock as Chef used the paintball gun to fire off leeches. "This is Chef's favorite place to unwind with some leech-ball target practice! So, you'd better duck, and you'd better find cover!"
Duncan turned around, letting the leeches hit him as he pried the leech from Mal's forehead.
Tearing it off, he tossed it over his shoulder as Mal jumped behind a rock, followed by Duncan, who followed his lead.
At that moment, Zoey and Courtney arrive and duck behind a rock.
Following them, Trent and Scott follow from behind when Trent pushes Scott into a bush, and jumping after him, doding a series of leeches.
"What was that for!?" Scott complained.
"Leeches, man." Trent replied, pointing to the passing leeches.
"No way! I gotta beat Courtney! Don't slow me down!" Scott stood up and began to run, only for a branch to snag on his pack, stopping him.
"Agh! Lousy pack!" Scott tried to pull himself along, and instead pulled himself from the pack entirely. "Forget this!"
"What about the penalty!?" Trent called after him.
"I'll deal with it when I win!" Scott called back.
A leech flew over Trent's head, prompting him to duck out of the way, and behind the bush as more leeches flew by.
Up ahead, Courtney and Zoey looked out at the field in front of them.
"Zoey, you have to vote for Mal!" Courtney told the redhead.
"Please, Courtney, just give me more time to get Mike back!" Zoey begged, ignoring the leeches hitting against the stone rock.
"Zoey! Do you realize what Mal is doing to us!?" Courtney nearly screamed.
"I can't let-"
Courtney slapped Zoey across the face, cutting her off. "I knew you were in an alliance with Mal!" Courtney stood up and ran behind the rocks, just out of the way of the leeches.
Zoey stood up to run after her, but was stopped when a leech hit her in the back of the head, knocking her over.
She pulls the leech out of her hair, and rolls over onto her back. She stares up at the sky, suddenly looking determined, and her mouth forming an angry frown.
Mal and Duncan edged along the rocks, trying to get past Chef easiest way possible. Mal peeked from the rock, and dodged an incoming leech.
Mal snapped his fingers, and quickly stood lined up with Duncan, walking down to one of the next rocks to block himself from Chef's view, as the leeches continued to hit against Duncan.
Behind them, Trent ran along the field and ducked behind another rock, protecting himself from the coming leeches.
As he pressed himself against the rock, he watched Courtney make a run for the finish line. "C'mon, Courtney, beat Mal!". He whispered.
Scott skid to a stop on his knees, looking straight up at Trent. "Have you seen Courtney?" He asked.
Trent shook his head 'no', and looked back up at the leeches ahead.
He heard Scott groan, and then run off.
Confessional: Trent
"I don't remember exactly what Courtney did to Scott, but he is not happy about it for some reason."
Trent stood up and ran around the rock, trying to get to the finish line, when he saw Zoey do a roll out of her hiding spot, and load a slingshot, and fire a leech at Chef.
Chef's eyes widened in surprise as a leech hit his nose, knocking him over with a scream.
Zoey turned around to face Trent, and he immediately noticed the difference.
She had let her hair down from the ties she normally wore, and her face was determined. The flower in her hair was gone, and there was two marks along her cheeks.
"What the Hell!?" Courtney cursed as she stopped in front of a cliff. Two lines had been tied from the trees behind them, to the trees on the cliff just a bit below them.
The river below seemed to be unmoving.
"Told ya you were in for a real treat!" Chris yelled from across the cliff with his megaphone.
"This is it, maggot! The final obstacle! All you gotta do is get to where I'm standing, alive!"
"How am I supposed to do that!?" Courtney yelled, outraged she hadn't won yet.
"Hello? Backpack?" Chris asked, pointing behind his own back.
Courtney dropped her backpack to the ground and removed zip-line gear and smiled, but it faded when Mal and Duncan arrived.
"I'll see you in the toilet, Mal!" Courtney called, hooking up her equipment, and jumping, going down the line.
Duncan strapped his gear on, and Mal climbed onto his back as they jumped off the cliff, going after Courtney.
It was then that Zoey, Trent, and Scott arrived.
"You didn't say we were gonna need our packs!" Scott complained.
"Told ya there'd be a penalty, bro!"
Confessional: Scott
"Okay, so I had to hang by a rope by my hands. No big thing. Back on the farm, my cousins and me used to have contests on who could hang up the laundry line the longest over a nest of fire ants! And I mostly won! Ah, good times."
Zoey and Trent slid on their equipment and began on their way down the line as Scott began to hang from his hands, shuffling his way across the line.
"The race for last place begins as the race for first is about to end! Courtney looks unbeatable, but wait!" Chris narrated through his megaphone.
"You can't pass me!" Courtney yelled back at Mal, just a few feet in front of him and Duncan.
"You'll regret this." Mal threatened. Courtney just laughed in response.
"I'm not regretting anything!"
Mal's lips grew into an evil smile, and he grabbed his line, and raised his hand.
He snapped his fingers.
Duncan leapt off his and Mal's line, and onto Courtney's legs, slowing her down, and allowing Mal to zoom past.
"Let go of me!" Courtney yelled at the mindless Duncan, kicking at his face, unaware of the weakening metal strap holding the equipment to the line.
The strap snapped, and Courtney screamed as she and her mindless ex-boyfriend plummeted into the river below.
"And Duncan throws himself under the bus, so that Mal wins immunity!" Chris announced through his megaphone as Mal crossed the finish line. Courtney growled at Duncan, who remained unresponsive.
Confessional: Courtney
The confessional opens with Courtney screaming in rage. "I was going to win immunity, and then we would have voted out Mal! But now, he won the challenge!"
She puts her face in her hands. "He won't win again."
Confessional: Mal
Mal chuckles evilly when the confessional opens up. "Oh Courtney. So determined. That just made her downfall, oh, that much more satisfying. If tonight goes the way I want, then I won't have to worry about that pathetic CIT again.
"It's like scraping gum off my shoe, a bit sticky, but oh, so satisfying."
Confessional: Scott
"Aw man. At least Courtney didn't win, but she still beat me. I think. Or is she, like, in one of those places where she's stuck between completion, and failure?"
Trent and Zoey slid in on the line, and flew past the finish line with Chris watching with an amused smirk. A crash is heard and Chris laughs.
"Bonus ouchies! You can count your bruises while I count the elimination votes tonight! Mal is safe from the Flush of Shame, so, who's going home I wonder?"
Zoey crossed her arms with a bored look on her face, as Trent was standing next to her with his arms crossed, glaring at Mal.
Mal was smirking, knowing that the others were angry that he won immunity.
Courtney glared at Duncan down in the water, while Duncan floated, staring off blankly.
Scott was still hanging from the line. "Hello? A little help here!?" He called, as the show faded out.
It was hard to say if the tension was the highest it had ever been, especially that night.
"Congratulations campers. The votes have been tallied, and only I know who is safe, and who is going home." Chris narrated. "Mal, you won the challenge, so you're safe." He tossed the malevolent personality his marshmallow, and he caught it easily.
"The rest of you are fair game. Courtney, you could be heading home because you were waaaay too focused on Mal, and you even called Zoey out for being an ally.
"Scott, you seem to be more focused on beating Courtney then actually focusing on the big problem, here. A pretty good reason to keep you here."
"Hey!" Courtney complained.
"Trent, you're just boring, nothing to it."
Trent sighed.
"Duncan, you could be heading home because you're Mal's ally. Care to comment?"
Duncan just stared off blankly, not saying anything.
"Didn't think so. Finally, we have Zoey, who is suspected to be an ally to Mal. Anyway, only I know who is safe, so, marshmallows to Zoey and Trent!"
The two respective contestants caught their marshmallows.
"Scott!"
Scott caught his marshmallow.
"That leaves Duncan and Courtney! And, the person that is surfing the porcelain wave machine is...Duncan!"
Chris revealed a picture of Duncan with an 'X' over his face as Chef tossed Courtney her marshmallow.
Mal squeezed his marshmallow and dropped it to the floor, gritting his teeth angrily.
"What a shame. Not really. Because Mal won the challenge, he gets to share the spa hotel with a camper of his choice, and Zoey."
Zoey looked over at Mal, who didn't return it.
"I'll take Scott with me." Mal finally spoke, looking towards the dirt farmer.
Confessional: Scott
"Why is Mal inviting me? Probably because he realized that I am the ally he is looking for. He'll so need me."
The final five stood on the part of the dock with the Flush of Shame, Duncan standing in front of it.
"At least turn him back to normal!" Courtney yelled to Mal.
"Why?" Mal asked, smirking.
"You can't leave him like this!" Trent pleaded, looking to the near vegetative state that Duncan was in.
"That's the fun of it." Mal replied, chuckling darkly.
"Release him!" Courtney yelled.
Mal rolled his eyes. "Fine." He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, before folding his hands behind his back.
Duncan's pupils dilated, and he collapsed to the ground. Trent rushed to his aid. "What did you do?" He asked, looking up at Mal.
"Give it time. He'll be back to normal tomorrow morning." Mal told him, shrugging.
With that, Mal walks off and leaves the rest of them to see Duncan off.
Trent and Zoey push Duncan into the bowl, and Chris presses the button, flushing Duncan.
Chris turns to the camera. "Will Duncan be normal again? You'll just have to find out and see, sometime after the final five become the fortunate four. Next time on Total! Drama! All-Stars!"