Episode Twenty: Fine Dining and Breathing
Episode Twenty! Yay! Werewolf lover99, for your review to Abandoned about your OC's, I said in the last story that I'll probably never write about them. As you can see from Red's character (who is a great user, don't get me wrong), they become somewhat unnecessary and don't get a lot of dialogue because of the other characters. Angel took me about six months to completely think through, and my other OC's like Joey, Melaney, and Morgan, have personalities in real life that I love. Even Joey (ugh). But if you want your characters to get attention, you should make your own account. I know what you're going to say next: "I can't get an account because it asks for an email, plus my mom won't let me." But in another review, you say you're 26 years old, which implies that you're that old and still live with your parents. Seriously dude, buck up! You've been of age for 8 years and your mom still says what accounts you can and can't get? And another thing, begging and pestering all of the users (and it really does seem like all of them) to use your characters isn't going to get you anywhere. In fact, all it does is sets you back further because it annoys people. I looked at some of your other reviews, and all you've done is ask people if they can use your characters. And for your reviews for the story "Wicked X" all your reviews say are "I hate when my characters are ignored." But sitting there and whining about something isn't going to get you or your OC's anywhere. You're getting told to hike up your skirt and do something by a thirteen-year-old. That's not very good. Sigh…this took a little stalking to do to find all your reviews, but hey, my school pretty much gives Stalking 101. I'm not trying to be rude, but seriously, take initiative OR SOMETHING! Now I'm referencing school…just…please enjoy the chapter.
PS: You're a guest reviewer. Your account can't be "hacked". You said someone hacked in to your pen name and left bad reviews, but in reality someone probably got mad at you and did it.
TDU Train, Conductor's Room
"Last time on Total Drama Universe," Chris began. "Contestants had to survive nearly twenty-four hours stuck in Pinwheel Forest, which was the destination for some very interesting events! Ash proclaimed he and Misty were a couple, Team Y was chased down by a Virizion, Joey was struck by lightning, and oh yeah, Trip and Stephan did a little smoochie smooching. What will happen next? How much more dramatic can it get? Has everyone forgotten the latte joke from the first few episodes? The answers to come on Total…Drama…Universe!"
(Theme Song Do You Wanna Build a Snowman…)
Loser Class, Team Y
"How could we lose twice in a row?!" Morgan exclaimed. She whipped out her wand and pointed it at Joey, but her fury prevented her from coming up with any spells. "It's all Blaze's fault!"
"That's why we voted her off," Gwen said. "But seriously, we can't afford to lose any more teammates! The X's might have less members than we do, but they're pretty strong!"
"No they're not," Joey said lazily.
"What do you mean?" Gwen asked, narrowing her eyes.
The fox rolled his eyes. "Look at their people. "There's a girl obsessed with Sonic, a guy that looks like a Dorito, a butler, some guy that does the exact same thing as Angel without all the evil—"
"Hey!" Angel exclaimed. "I'm not evil! I'm—"
Misty folder her arms. "You're what, exactly? The one that destroyed our world just to protect yourself from your clones? The one that hid her past from her boyfriend for four months? The one who was created by an evil organization? Take your pick, they're all you."
Bathroom Confessional
(Angel)
"I'd hate to admit it, but she's right. I did do all of those things. But people do change…right?"
First Class, Team X
"Hello, lovebirds," Bianca said cheerfully. Stephan and Trip were sitting on the couch, as far away from each other as possible, avoiding eye contact. "Can I be one of the bridesmaids at your wedding?"
"There is no wedding!" Stephan snapped. "Even if I was gay they'd still get my name wrong…"
Bianca shrugged, still in a happy mood. "Cilan wanted me to ask you if he could be a bridesmaid too, but I suppose if you refuse—"
"He can't be a bridesmaid at all," Trip said shakily. "He's a guy…"
"Oh—right." Bianca giggled. "He's got a little secret though…" She skipped away, humming 'Here Comes the Bride'.
Red was sitting at a table, reading the Hunger Games. "This is pretty good," he said to himself. He began copying something from it down on a piece of paper before Chris burst in to the room.
"It's challenge time!"
Paris, France
"Welcome to Paree," Chris announced to the contestants. The host and the competitors were gathered under the Eifel Tower, the sun gently shining down on them. "Today you'll be participating in the…restaurant business!" This was met by utter silence other than the excited squeaks from Brock, Cilan, and Melaney. He sighed. "At least I got some reaction on this one…." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, each team is going to create their own restaurant somewhere in Paris. It can be any kind you want, but it has to be successful! The place that makes the most money in 24 hours is the winner of the challenge!"
The others shrugged and went off to find a place to plot their building, but Melaney and Red had stayed back. "What're you writing?" she asked.
"Something," he replied.
"I'm reading it," she said, snatching it out of his hand. "It's the Hunger Games, cool!" She walked away from him, still reading.
Sonic saw this and rolled his eyes. "Hey Melaney, hasn't anyone ever told you not to read and walk at the same time?"
"Yes, actually," she said. She looked up from the notebook. "So what building are we using?"
"There's an abandoned old warehouse over there," Tails said. He was pointing to a large brick building, one that could easily be fixed up in a few hours.
"Yes!" Melaney exclaimed. "Let's use it! The only problem is how we're going to repair it and stuff—"
"Reparo!" Morgan shouted, pointing her wand at the building. It instantly repaired itself, the broken windows mended, the doors repainted, and everything inside was cleaned up, leaving a large open space that, miraculously, already had tables and chairs set up for it. Morgan shoved her wand back in to her boot as they walked in. "You're welcome."
"So what is the type of the restaurant we are making?" Starfire asked.
"Let's make a Mexican restaurant!" Ash said. "Samba de Amigo!"
"Okay," Melaney said. "But we still have to figure out who's doing what. I'll do take-out!"
"I think Joey and Brock should cook," Morgan suggested. "Brock because his food is amazing, and Joey because he's been utterly useless this whole time."
"I have not been useless!" Joey exclaimed. The all ignored him, however.
"I'll be a waitress," Angel offered.
"Yes, because you have absolutely fantastic people skills," Eggman grumbled.
"And the rest of us shall order the food!" Starfire exclaimed happily.
"Sure, whatever," Melaney said with a shrug. "Let's do this!"
Paris, Team X
"I say that I should be a cook," Cilan said automatically, holding up a frying pan. Team X was standing in a building as well, one that Phineas had somehow created within a matter of twenty minutes.
"Whatever floats your boat," Meowth muttered. "What kind of rest—"
"French!" Cilan exclaimed. "We are in Paris, are we not?"
"The city of romance…" Amy sighed dreamily.
Silver rolled his eyes. "He'll never go out with you, you know."
"You're just upset because Blaze didn't kiss you before she jumped out of the train," Amy said, crossing her arms.
"That's not it," Silver replied stubbornly. He turned to the others. "What are we naming this place?"
"Che Platypus," Phineas answered.
"And why do you get to decide?" Cilan asked.
"I built the place, didn't I?" Phineas snapped. "Anyway, who's doing what? We know dingbat's doing the cooking."
"I'll be a waitress!" Bianca exclaimed.
"Whatever," Meowth said. "I'll do takeout."
Samba de Amigo, Team Y
"TAKE OUT!" Joey yelled. Melaney punched him in the face and grabbed the bag.
"Thanks Joey," she said as she walked away. Team Y was either working or eating at their new restaurant, bringing in plenty of money.
Ash, Misty, Sonic, and Tails were all sitting at one table together. "Don't you fink we should be felping fem?" Ash asked through a mouthful of taco.
"Why would we want to do that?" Sonic asked.
Ash swallowed. "Because there's more than ten of us and only four are really doing anything."
Angel approached the table, a notepad and pen in her hands. "Welcome to Samba de Amigo, can I take your order?"
Brock instantly rushed out from the kitchen and got down on one knee, taking her hand. "Please get me a glass, because I just found myself a tall drink of wat—" he was cut off when Tails kicked him where the sun doesn't shine, causing him to crumple to the ground.
"And now you need a doctor," he said in a threatening tone.
Misty gave Angel a condescending smirk. "So Angel, I see you've found a job that suits your small IQ."
"You see it's funny," Angel began, "Even with my 'small IQ', I'm pretty sure there's a sign outside that says 'No shirt, no shoes, no sluts.' I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave the building."
Misty stood up from her seat, shoving Brock back down on the ground after he had just gotten back up. "You know, Icirrus, I think it's funny how quick you were to save Ash on Gilligan's Island."
"It's called having aptitude for Abnegation," Angel snapped. "I thought you of all people would know, being the only one in that faction with him, after all."
"So you admit to being a Stiff," Misty said.
Angel scoffed. "Not as much of one as you. In fact, I think your um—hormones—told you to act selfless in the aptitude test so you could be with your little boyfriend alone out in the woods. Where no one's around."
"Well why did you choose Dauntless?!" Misty asked irritably. "So you could be with Sonic since you knew you couldn't be with Tails?"
"I chose Dauntless so I wouldn't have to watch the two of you do something nasty!" she shot back.
"So you admit that you're jealous!"
"You wish," Angel snarled. She formed a snowball in her glove, then shoved it down Misty's shirt, causing her to scream.
"THAT'S COLD!" she yelled, her face turning as red as her hair.
"There's plenty more where that came from, witch," Angel growled, her cheeks pink from anger. She handed her notepad to Morgan, who happened to be walking by. "If you see any more trouble from her," she whispered, "set your wand on fire and stuff it down her shirt, would you? Better yet, send some pigeons in there. I believe the spell is Avis." She turned swiftly on her heel, then walked out on to the balcony of the building a few yards away.
"Should I go talk to her?" Tails asked quietly.
"No, you should just sit here and let Brock chase her down again so more people can freeze to death," Morgan said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Tails seemed to ignore her and followed Angel out on to the balcony. It was a beautiful night. Stars twinkled across the cloudless black sky like fireflies. A slight breeze blew through the air, not strong enough to blow something away, but just enough to cool someone off. The lights of the buildings below shined in yellowish-gold. And to top it all off, there was a man with an accordion in the corner, providing unexpected yet beautiful music.
"So this is the night, what a beautiful night, and they call it bella notte…"
Angel had been looking over the city out on the balcony, the wind blowing through her icy quills. No matter which way I look at it, she's right about me and Team Plasma…I did destroy their world, but—
"Angel?" she turned around to see Tails standing there, then quickly turned back to prevent him from seeing her upset. He approached her anyway, placing his hands on the balcony railing. "I'd ask if you were okay, but I think it's obvious you're not…"
"I'm fine," she replied, her voice faltering a bit. "Just annoyed, that's all."
"I know it's not what she said a few minutes ago that upset you," he said quietly. "I think it's what she said back in Loser Class about you and—"
"I didn't want to destroy their world," she said quickly, turning to look at him. "But did I have a choice? The clones were all ganging up on me and I was almost out of power and—" she sighed, rubbing her eyes. "I never wanted to kill anybody. I just wanted to get away from it all."
Empathizing her pain, he pulled her in to a warm embrace. "It's okay," he whispered. "I…I've never seen you like this. I thought everything they said never bothered you."
"One person can only feel so much guilt," she whispered back. "It's like a giant gaping hole in your chest that keeps eating away at you until there's nothing left. The clones and I weren't supposed to have emotions, but…I think Colress messed up on me, just like he did with my type. They never expected me to feel guilty, or used, or anything…they never thought I'd be able to fall in love." She nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "Je t'aime, Tails," she said quietly. She gently kissed him on the lips, then let go after a few fleeting seconds.
He sighed, dazed, then stroked her hair. "I love you too,"he answered. He closed his eyes and pulled her close, gently rocking back and forth to the music of the accordion man.
"Oh this is the night, and the heavens are right…on this lovely bella notte…"
Che Platypus, Team X
"Welcome to Che Platypus, I'm waitress, I'll be your Bianca today," Bianca said happily. She had been attempting to wait tables, and was failing rather miserably.
"Right…" Trip said awkwardly, looking through the menu. "I'll have whatever you can spell, I guess."
"Okay!" she said, her voice full of enthusiasm. "One…can…of…meat…" she mumbled, scribbling it down on a piece of paper. "Can I get anything for your future husband Stuart?"
"MY NAME IS STEPHAN!" Stephan shouted from a few tables away. "AND HE'S NOT MY HUSBAND!"
"Sure he isn't," Bianca said teasingly. "I have to give this order to Cilan! Bye-bye!" she hurried away, almost tripping over her own feet.
"Why hasn't Sonic shown up yet?!" Amy asked angrily, causing Red and Silver to scoot in their chairs away from her.
"Maybe because he's on the other team?" Silver said nervously.
"Well he could still come over and visit!" she snapped. "We're in Paris! This is the city of love! And he loves me back, I just know it!"
"Um…sure, whatever you say," Red said. By then Bianca had come to their table.
"Welcome to Bianca my name is waitress I'll be your Che Platypus today," she said cheerfully.
Meanwhile, Meowth and Cilan were busy doing work with take-out and cooking. "TAKE OUT!" Meowth shouted. "Hey butla, where are ya?!"
"I'm coming!" Cilan shouted, balancing two trays in his hands and one on his head. He placed them both on Meowth hurriedly.
"Hey, whata ya—" it stopped in midsentence when Chris' voice boomed over the PA.
"Hello happy restaurant people," he said. "There's been a slight…change in the challenge. Your challenge now is to make a five-star meal that will be judged by moi. You have one hour. Go!"
"Chris is an idiot," Phineas growled.
Bathroom Confessional
(Phineas)
"This entire challenge is dumb. The farther away we are from the other team, the less of a chance I've got to use my plan…"
Che Platypus, Team X
"So what do you think we should cook Steven?" Bianca asked in her usual cheerful tone.
"I told you, MY NAME IS STEPHAN!" he shouted. "Gosh!" he sighed. "I think we should cook pastries or something."
"Pastries it is!" Cilan exclaimed from the kitchen. He headed back in, dragging Meowth along with him.
"Chris is here!" Amy said anxiously. "Hurry up—"
"NOOO!" a voice from the kitchen screamed. "I BURNT THE CROISSANTS!"
"We're going to have to serve them the way they are," Silver said. Just then, Chris walked in to the room.
"I'm here to judge whatever 'delicious' food you've made for me," he said, sitting down at a nearby table. "What's first?"
"Uh…" Amy grabbed one of the leaves on a nearby indoor plant and handed it to him. "This is a new dish we just invented today. It's called um… 'le leaf'. It's going to be a new delicacy."
Chris anxiously took the leaf and bit in to it, then automatically spit it out. "This is just a leaf from a tree!" he exclaimed.
"Not just any tree," Silver said. "A French tree."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Next?"
"I saved the croissants!" Cilan exclaimed, running out of the kitchen. He placed a platter of burnt bread on the table. Chris made a disgusted face. "Well…sort of."
The host closed his eyes and sunk his teeth in to the rock hard biscuit. He gagged a little bit, then threw it back on to the table. "Yeah," he coughed. "I don't think there's any hope for this restaurant…" he got up to leave, only to have Cilan fall to the ground and grab him by the ankles.
"Please! Give us another chance!" he wailed.
"No!" Chris shouted. He kicked him away, then left the building.
Bathroom Confessional
(Phineas)
"If we keep losing, the plan will never work! I guess I'll just have to take matters in to my own hands…"
Samba de Amigo, Team Y
"I hate Chris," Gwen groaned as she wiped off a table. "Can we poison his food?"
"Already working on it," Zoey said as she absentmindedly poured Poison Powder in a glass of water.
"You guys aren't serious about this, right?" Morgan asked nervously. "You'd be killing someone…eh, who cares."
Zoey sighed, then walked over to a sink and poured out the glass. "We can't murder him, annoying as he is. I think—"
"I'm here!" Chris shouted, the doors of the building swinging open. "I'm—"
"TAKE OUT!" Joey yelled. Melaney punched him in the face. "Shush, Pepe le Pew!"
"Anyway," Chris continued, annoyed. "Did you guys make your five star meal?"
"Pour the poison in," Angel whispered to Melaney. "It's not too late…"
"I can hear you!" Chris shouted. He sighed. "What kind of food did you—"
Starfire burst out of the kitchen and in to the dining hall. "I have come with the tacos of the Brock!" she exclaimed happily. She placed the plate on to the table in front of him. "Are they not wonderful?"
Chris took a bite and swallowed. "They're amazing! 5 out of 5 stars…for now. What's next?"
Morgan used her wand to zoom a bowl of nachos on to the table. "Nachos…your highness," she said, rolling her eyes. She rose her hand to perform a spell, but Brock stopped her.
"Don't you dare," he whispered.
Chris finished off the last of the nachos, then shrugged. "3 out of 5. Now for the drink?"
Gwen walked over and handed him a glass of water.
"Water?" he asked skeptically. "That's it?"
"Yup," she said, crossing her arms.
He gave her a suspicious look, then took a sip before immediately began gagging. He grabbed his neck and fell to the floor, his face beginning to turn blue from lack of oxygen. "You…poisoned…it…" he choked out. Instead of helping him, the others turned and looked at Gwen.
"I didn't do anything, I swear!" she exclaimed. "You all saw Zoey pour it out!" Chris was still on the floor, twitching. "What do we do about him?!"
"I got it," Morgan said. She took a bezoar out of her pocket and shoved it down his throat. His face almost immediately turned back to its normal color. He stood up, shaking with anger.
"You poisoned me!" he shouted at Gwen.
"It was an accident!" she said defensively.
"You know what?! No Elimination Ceremony! Nothing! Gwen, you're going home!" he yelled.
The contestants gasped. "You can't do that!" Zoey exclaimed.
"I can and I will," Chris growled. "Let's just get back to the train so I can kick the little Goth brat off!"
Bathroom Confessional
(Gwen)
"But I didn't put the poison in the glass!"
(Phineas)
"Did I try to poison him? Let's just say the less Y's there are, the less witnesses there'll be when my plan's finally in place…"
Elimination Room
"Contestants," Chris growled angrily. "One of you was stupid enough to try to poison me. And that one of you is Gwen. Now GET OUT!"
"I was framed!" Gwen yelled as Chef picked her up. "I swear, I—AAH!" He tossed her off before Chris turned to the camera.
"What will happen to these little brats next?! How many can we horribly maim in the next few challenges?! What is Phineas plotting?! Find out next time on Total…SCREW THIS SH—!"
Episode 20's done! Yay! Werewolf lover99, I wasn't trying to be rude, but there comes a time when you have to stop asking people to do stuff for you and do it yourself. So Q of the Week: What do you think Phineas is plotting? Tell me in the reviews! Thanks! :D