Today's challenge contributor: Fake Norris for suggesting a singing competition! But of course, a mere singing competition would be easy after a drama play, sooooooo….

Disclaimer: I don't own Sonic or Total Drama Island. And all songs and bands/music singers mentioned in this chapter do indeed exist and are the property of their respective owners.

"Welcome back to this special edition of Total Sonic Island!" Chris yelled through his microphone at the sleepy campers who were lined up listening to him. "What's so special about it, you ask? Well, today, NO ONE will be voted off after the challenge."

Everyone gasped and started to whisper amongst themselves after this announcement.

"Instead, the winner of the challenge gets: A free T-Shirt!" Chris held up the puffy pink poodle shirt from the last challenge.

"You want me to bust my butt for a poodle T-Shirt?" Mephiles asked incredulously.

"Yes," Chris replied.

"A T-Shirt that I fought my way through a mall to buy and give you?" Espio asked for clarification.

"Yes," Chris said. "The worst loser of the challenge will be leaving the island."

"But I thought you said no one was being voted off," Amy called.

"No one is being voted off—by you," Chris explained. "Instead, the worst loser will be decided and voted off—by them."

Everyone turned to where Chris was pointing. The Boat of Losers was pulling into the Dock of Shame. Three humans were inside.

The one in the front had grayish/brown eyes and a mean look to her face. She was also completely bald. Next to her was a blue-eyed, blonde haired girl. The girl's hair was pulled back by a bandanna. She had a happy-go-lucky, glazed look in her eyes. The guy behind them was also blonde, and extremely fat.

"Today's challenge: An American Idle Contest! The judges are three of the campers from last season: Heather, Lindsey, and last season's champ, Owen," Chris said. "The unpaid interns have been working all night to make this challenge possible."

The camera turned to show an exact duplicate of the American Idol stage, complete with booths for the judges. And also one unpaid intern KO'd in the middle of the stage with a bucket full of water balloons and an empty carton of pure sugar next to him, but we all know the unpaid interns and their problems are not important.

"Now, here are the rules," Chris continued. "Because the guidelines state that we aren't allowed to post song lyrics not in the public domain, and I have no idea what 'public domain' means, you're not actually going to sing the song."

Scourge blinked slowly. "How are we going to have a music competition without singing the song?"

"First off, don't interrupt me. Ever." Chris ordered. Then he continued, "You're going to walk on stage, introduce yourself, and tell us the title of the song you intend to sing, as well as the name of the band who sings it. Then, the judges will make their decision."

"So, we just tell them what we want to sing?" Shadow asked.

"Correct."

"We don't actually sing it."

"Correct."

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Shadow's POV

"Really, this is pathetic. Can't anyone think of halfway decent challenges anymore?"

Amy's POV

"Oh, a singing contest…but without the singing. This sounds like fun!"

Heather's POV

"Ugh, I can't believe Chris made me go back to this STUPID island and crawl into this STUPID toilet again. I HATE this place! And now there's little rats scurrying everywhere!"

Someone banged on the door, and Sonic's voice called out, "Firstly, I'm a hedgehog, not a rat, and secondly, would you hurry up in there? Some of us gotta GO!"

It was time. Chris showed the judges to their booths. He set Owen to the right, Lindsey in the middle, and Heather in the left. Then he jumped on stage and said, "Welcome, to American Idle! I'm your host, Chris. With us today are our celebrity judges, last season's champ and a current star of the hit series Total Drama Action, Owen!"

"Hi," Owen called.

"Next to him is the rather ditzy but somewhat lucky Lindsey!"

"HI!" Lindsey called, standing up and waving both her arms.

"And finally, we have the Mean Girl."

After a silence, Heather yelled, "I have a name you know."

"And this is me not caring," Chris replied. "Let's get this show on the road. Our first contestant is the one and only Sonic the Hedgehog!"

Chris walked off, and Sonic rushed on, looking nervous.

"Uh…Hi," he told the judges, his voice squeaking a bit. He cleared his throat and continued, "My song is Jekyll and Hyde, by Petra."

There was a silence, and finally Chris had to remind the judges that the contestants weren't actually going to sing the song. Then, one by one, they gave their answers.

"I've never heard of it," Owen admitted.

"Ooh, that was great! You have a terrific voice," praised Lindsey, sniffling.

Heather glared at Sonic for awhile, her Mean Girl Powers activating. "Your song choice wouldn't have anything to do with that game that just came out, would it?"

"What game?" Sonic asked, starting to sweat.

"Sonic Unleashed. Where you turn into a big, hairy monster at night," Heather prompted.

"Werehog," Sonic corrected. Then he fidgeted. "And it might have had something to do with it, and then again it might not."

"Yeah, this is a challenge. Not a publicity stunt," Heather replied, completely not amused. "Also, tell me, what about the term 'werehog' doesn't sound remotely stupid?"

"It's not stupid!" Sonic said, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"In fact, what about your whole series isn't completely stupid?" Heather continued. Sonic rushed off the stage so no one would see him bawl like a baby on national television.

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Sonic's POV

"What right does she have to criticize me? What makes her so special? It's not like she has a multi-million dollar game franchise and tons of fan based websites dedicated just for her. And I have friends! Does she have friends? I think not!"

Back at the competition, the next contestant hopped on stage. It was Bean the Dynamite. He grabbed the microphone and yelled, "Thank you, Detroit! I'm singing a PARODY SONG! PARODY, PARODY!"

Bean started chanting the word 'parody' until Heather yelled, "Would you just get on with it already?"

"Fine," Bean calmed down a bit, then said, "I'm singing a parody of The Great Adventure by Steven Curtis Chapman, and it's called The Date Adventure by Mark Lowry."

"Ugh, parodies," Heather moaned.

Bean took a deep breath and started to sing. "GOIN' ON A BLIND DATE! Got a call from Steven; it was just as I feared. Said he'd found my ideal girl, if I could overlook her beard…"

"Hey!" Chris yelled. "The rules clearly state that there will be no actual singing!"

"I DEFY your rules!" Bean screamed. The security people rushed in and grabbed him, dragging him off the stage as the demented duck started to sing the song at the top of his lungs. "Another night out with a stranger, hope she's of the human race. I bought a dozen roses, figured how could they hurt? And prayed that my date would not be Godzilla in a skirt…"

The guards finally got Bean off of the stage and Chris cleared his throat. "Um…he's disqualified now, so just forget he was ever here," he ordered the contestants.

"I wish I could," Heather replied, rolling her eyes.

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Bean's POV

Bean grinned at the camera and started to sing the song again. "Then walking up to her front door, I fought the urge to run. Would this girl be my Cinderella? Or another Attila, the Hun?"

That was as far as he got before the security guards tackled him and dragged him off again.

Now that Bean had been dragged off and was hopefully getting medical attention, it was Amy Rose's turn to sing.

"Hi, I'm Amy," she started.

"Hi Amy!" Greeted Lindsey.

Amy smiled and brushed her quills out of her face. "My song is 'My Obsession' by Skillet."

"Please," Heather rolled her eyes. "We don't need you to sing a song to know what your obsession is, you creepy Sonic stalker."

Amy's jaw dropped. "I do not stalk him!"

"You do too," Heather replied.

Owen took a sip of a juice packet that happened to be nearby. "Yeah, I think I'll have to go with the Mean Girl on this one," he admitted. "Sorry."

Amy looked miffed, and so did Heather.

"I have a name!" Heather snapped, as Amy stomped off angrily.

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Amy's POV

"The nerve of that woman suggesting that I actually stalk Sonic! I do not stalk him!" Amy yelled in a huff. Then her eyes widened. "Do I?" she asked, uncertain of herself now.

Sonic's POV

"Stalker? Heck, yeah!"

Mephiles the Dark walked up to the stage, looked at the judges, and said, "If you vote me off tonight, I will track you all down and I will kill you viciously and brutally and carve out your guts with a rock, understand?"

There was an uneasy silence, then Owen cheered. "All RIGHT!"

Mephiles glared at him and walked offstage in silence.

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Mephiles' POV

"I'm trapped on an island with a bunch of morons."

Tails got onstage. He was foaming at the mouth and convulsing wildly. His eyes twitched as he looked down at the stand and realized that the microphone was a piece of technology. "THE PRECIOUS!" Tails shrieked, grabbing the microphone and cuddling it. Then he raised it over his head and ran offstage screaming, "ROSEBUD!"

There was another silence and Owen said, "I so did not need to see that."

"Really? What did you see?" Lindsey wanted to know.

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Tails' POV

Tails noticed the camera in the toilet and grabbed it, trying to yank it off the stand. A hand holding a taser—presumably belonging to the guy taping the incident—appeared and touched Tails. The fox kit convulsed wildly then collapsed to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

Shadow the Hedgehog walked onstage and sighed. "Let's get this over with," he muttered. "My name is Shadow the Hedgehog and my song is Overjoyed by Avalon."

Heather snickered. "You know you just set yourself up for me to totally waste you."

"You do that," Shadow told her, walking offstage.

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Shadow's POV

Note: The toilet cam is still experiencing technical difficulties and cannot be shown at this time.

Back onstage, Ix and Scourge the Hedgehog walked out at the same time. "We're doing a duet," Ix explained.

"Oh, no you're not," Chris said. "But you can do separate songs at the same time if you want to."

Ix turned and started back offstage. "No, now I gotta think of a new song to rip off—I mean, use."

"Suit yourself," Chris replied.

Scourge cleared his throat and said, "Um…I'm doing the song This is Who I Am, by Third Day."

"Oh, I know who you are," Heather assured him.

"You do?"

"Yes. You are a loser."

Scourge grit his teeth and walked offstage.

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Scourge's POV

"Geez, what a jerk!"

Ix finally rushed back onstage and said, "I'm singing The Kookaburra Song from Barney the Dinosaur."

Even Heather didn't know what to say to that.

"What?" Ix yelled. "I was pressed for time, OK?"

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Ix's POV

"So I don't like listening to music. At least I had a song, which is more than I can say for Mephiles or the crazy fox."

Espio sighed as he stepped onstage. "Must I participate?" he asked, looking as if he was in pain.

"Yes," Chris said. "Or you forfeit the match."

"Then I forfeit," Espio said. "I refuse to demean myself further."

"Well, that leaves Metal Sonic," Chris said, looking over to the still-malfunctioning android. "And I have a feeling he forfeits. So, judges, what's your verdict."

Owen stood up and cleared his throat. "The Mean Girl has told us who to vote for, and—"

"I have a name, you know!" Heather interrupted.

Owen ignored her and continued, "She decided to kick Bean off the island, just because. And she votes that Mephiles gets the T-Shirt, because he's scary."

Mephiles' eyes widened. "Wait, I don't want the—" that was as far as he got before the puffy poodle shirt was thrown at him, and he broke in a big, bloated rash.

"So the judges have spoken!" Chris said grandly, "And Bean takes the Walk of Shame!"

"WAIT!" Mario shrieked, getting onstage. "You didn't let me do the Super Mario Bros. Theme Song!"

"GET OFF THAT STAGE, FOOL!" Chef yelled, chasing Mario off.

Meanwhile, Bean merrily skipped into the Boat of Losers with the judges. The crazy duck turned to his former competitors and…started singing that parody song again.

"Got another blind date, I better close my eyes. Why do all my blind dates attract so many flies? Searching for my honey, but all I ever get is stung. I think that I'll stay a bachelor, whoa, whoa, this is the date adventure!"

"WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY!" Heather screamed at him.

The last anyone ever saw or heard of Bean the Dynamite was his deranged laugh as he jumped on Heather's head and started doing Riverstomp.

This was sad for me, I liked writing Bean. But somebody had to go, and he was the funniest choice. RR, please!