This challenge is brought to you today by the reviewer MewMewKitty78, and by the letter 9.
Disclaimer: I know 9 is not a letter. That was the point.
The 12 campers awoke bright and early the next day to find Chris. He was smiling eagerly with a 2 liter of Mountain Dew in his hand. "This next challenge requires you all to have a soda drinking contest," he said. "Whoever drinks the most soda pop wins. Chug 'em down, campers!" With that, he threw the 2 liter into Bean's hands. Bean shook it vibrantly and opened the cap, laughing maniacally as soda pop went gushing out like a miniature Old Faithful.
More pop bottles were handed out, and the campers started chugging soda like mad.
Sonic was gulping down soda faster than anyone, thanks to his super fast speed. But surprisingly—or perhaps, unsurprisingly—Eggman was a very close second. Apparently, he had a lot of practice chugging stuff down.
Finally, all the soda was gone, and everyone had a small pile of empty jugs to deal with. Everyone looked bloated and uncomfortable.
Sonic was hopping up and down in one place, his eyes widening. "Uh…nature's calling. Gotta go!"
Before he could, though, Chris called out, "I'm afraid that won't be possible."
"What are you talking about?" Amy asked.
"Campers, it's time for your next elimination challenge," Chris said loudly.
"I thought this was the challenge!" Eggman interrupted.
"No, this was part 1. It's time for part 2. No one is allowed to go to the bathroom for 24 hours."
Mephiles' eyes widened. "You mean this whole drinking contest was to make it harder for us not to go?"
"Yes," Chris said unabashedly.
Mephiles cocked his head. "I'd be careful if I were you. Someday, you could disappear without a trace."
Chris gave Mephiles an award-winning grin. "Who could ever hate me, dude?"
Meanwhile, many miles away from the island…
Fang the Sniper finished reloading his favorite sniper rifle and aimed it at the cardboard targets he'd set up. Interestingly, they were all shaped and painted to look like Chris' head. (The guy from the island, not the one from Sonic X. Although, if you look really hard, you might be able to spot a couple of Thorndyke heads mixed in.) Fang gave a satisfied grin as he opened fire and blew all of the Chris heads away.
Still elsewhere, out in the great big world…
Vector the Crocodile was managing his money while listening to his headphones, wondering 1. Where the heck Espio was, and 2. Why in the world did he have a desire to kill someone named Chris?
In a distant future…
Silver was sitting under a tree, enjoying the cool breeze that was common to the future now that Iblis was destroyed. Silver had nothing particular on his mind, save to wonder where his best friend, Blaze, happened to be, and also if it was possible to mess up Chris' taxes so badly, he'd be thrown in jail for life. Or he could just hit him on the head with a floating box.
And in a galaxy far, far, away…
One of the Black Arms aliens scratched his head at his leader's new edict. Who was this Chris person, and why did Black Doom hate him so to issue a royal edict stating he must be found and forced to listen to Barney the Dinosaur music? Usually, that torment was only reserved for the lowest, vilest, detestable scum of the universe. Most of all, he didn't get the last part. It read: P.S., this is for the guy on the island, not the guy on Sonic X. But if you get the guy on Sonic X, you could go ahead and torture him, too. I don't like him either.
And, somewhere in Utah…
The original cast of Total Drama Island were throwing a 'We Hate Chris' Guts!' party. Even Chef showed up.
Back at the Island…
You may not know this, but it took 6 hours to go and check up on all the Chris haters. Sonic, Bean, Ix, and Eggman were out. Tails, Amy, and Scourge looked like they were going to blow up soon if they didn't get any relief. Mephiles, Metal Sonic, Espio, and Shadow still looked as if they weren't bothered by the fact that they had each drunk about 4 gallons of pop and hadn't gone to the bathroom for 6 hours straight. Or, it could have just been that they were too stubborn to admit they had to go.
It probably didn't help the contestants any to find that Chris insisted they stay near the beach, or that Bean was splashing in the water and laughing about how it tickled. In fact, I don't think it helped at all.
Tails crossed his legs with a pained look on his face, closing his eyes and trying not to think of the tide rushing in, when Bean saw that Tails was close enough to him to splash.
SPLASH! Bean hit Tails right in the face. The poor fox kit couldn't help it any more; he rushed towards the toilet but didn't make it in time. Tails, now sopping wet with more than water, stopped running and just stood on the beach, as if stunned that he'd just peed himself. The fact that Mephiles and Metal Sonic started laughing and making fun of him didn't help things.
Amy got so mad at the fact that Mephiles and Metal Sonic were making fun of Tails, she grabbed her Piko Piko hammer and beat them both up. Doing so made it impossible to hold it in any longer. Luckily she was able to make it to the toilet.
15 hours into the competition…
Shadow and Mephiles were starting to fidget ever so slightly, although they still stubbornly refused to admit that they were in pain. Scourge looked like he was dying. He probably was; you never can tell with villains. Espio was rock still. Hadn't moved for thirty minutes. Bean, for one, loudly insisted to everyone that Espio was dead. To prove it, the duck walked over and started poking the chameleon with a stick.
Espio, in one fluid motion, grabbed the stick, yanked it out of Bean's hands, and hit him on the head with it. Bean laughed, then his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he passed out. Everyone cheered for Espio, then Scourge threw in the towel and ran off to the bathroom.
20 hours into the competition…
Espio was meditating, or something. He certainly wasn't using the bathroom. Metal Sonic looked bored. Shadow and Mephiles were no longer trying to hide the fact that they had to GO. Both looked extremely uncomfortable, but they continued to glare at each other, each stubbornly refusing to go before the other one did. Shadow crossed his arms, his eyes narrowing as he dared Mephiles to make a break for it. Mephiles, for his part, glared at Shadow, and neither of them moved a muscle.
Chris, for one, was getting bored. He walked right in the middle of the still participating contestants and opened a bottle of juice, which he then poured into a paper cup.
This was way more than either Shadow or Mephiles could handle, and both of them made a break for the bathroom at the same time, each trying to get there before the other one did.
Shadow made it first. He slammed the door on Mephiles' nose, grinning to himself as Mephiles pounded on the door, screaming death threats at the top of his lungs.
23 hours into the competition…
Espio opened his eyes, stood up, and walked over to Metal Sonic. He bowed, silently admitting his defeat, and walked to the bathroom without a word.
24 hours into the competition…
Metal Sonic looked around and asked, "Can I stop standing here now?"
Chris nodded. "Yep! The 24 hours are up. You can go tinkle now."
"I don't have to go," Metal Sonic said evenly. "I'm just tired of standing here."
"How can you NOT have to go?" Amy asked in amazement.
Metal Sonic shrugged. "I'm a robot. I never have to go," he said, walking off.
Everyone just stood there, stunned by this rather OBVIOUS fact, when Mario showed up, looking proud.
"That's-a nothing-a! I haven't-a been able-a to-a go for-a 20 years-a!" he said.
"That's sick!" Sonic said, looking disgusted.
"It's-a true," Mario confessed. "I've-a got a very slow-a metabolism-a."
"How many times I gotta throw you of this island?" Chef yelled, having come back from the 'We Hate Chris' Guts!' party, complete with complimentary anti-Chris T-shirt. He chased Mario into the Boat of Losers, again.
"I will-a be back-a!" Mario promised, and Chef threw a rock at his head.
That night, at the elimination campfire…(Skipping obvious rules of the elimination campfire that Chris won't stop explaining…)
"The first marshmallow of the night goes to…Espio!"
Espio grabbed a marshmallow.
"The next marshmallow goes to…Amy."
Amy wordlessly grabbed a marshmallow.
"Shadow."
Shadow took a marshmallow.
"Sonic."
Sonic cheered and took a marshmallow.
"One marshmallow. Two campers." Chris said, grinning evilly at Knuckles and Tails. "And the last marshmallow of the night goes too..."
He paused, letting the remaining two contestants sweat it out a little longer. Then he said, "Tails. Come get your marshmallow."
Tails sighed with relief, then raced to grab his marshmallow.
*Toilet Cam*
Knuckles' Last POV
"Finally! I've been trying to get booted off this island since day 1!" Knuckles said. "Going AWOL during this last challenge finally seems to have done that."
Amy's POV
"Just where was Knuckles, anyway?"
The camera goes to a flashback, showing Knuckles sneaking into the cabin and placing something on Sonic's bed, but the camera angle was such that you couldn't see what it was.
Back at the dock, Knuckles got into the Boat of Losers and left without a word. Mario tapped him on the shoulder. "You wouldn't-a happen to have-a laxative, would-a you?"
Knuckles glared at Mario and punched him in the face, knocking the portly plumber off the boat.
The remaining campers went to their bunks. Sonic pulled the covers off of his and screamed. "What is that!"
Shadow peered down from his bunk and said, "That is a weevil."
"Get it off my bunk!" Sonic shrieked. Shadow shrugged and Chaos Blasted the weevil and Sonic's bunk off the face of the universe.
Sonic looked at the ruined bunk and glared at Shadow. "Gee, thanks," he said sarcastically. "How am I supposed to sleep on ash?"
"That's your problem," Shadow replied, rolling over and going to sleep.
Who will be voted off next? What will the next challenge be? Will Mario ever stop showing up on the island? Find out on Total Sonic Island!