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"Last time on Total Drama Island, our teens competed in their first challenge – a one thousand foot cliff dive into a shark infested lake, followed by a team building challenge." Chris said. "The teams struggled with some creative differences. The Bass clashed over attitude, Izzy smashed the Gophers' hot tub and the Bears hung Courtney in a tree! In the end, the Gophers scored a sweet hot tub party and the Bass sent Katie home. What challenges will these teens face this time on Total Drama Island?"
Cue theme song.
The sound of an airhorn caused Leshawna to sit up in alarm, and she banged her head on the bunk above her. "Ow!" Grabbing her forehead, she stalked over to the window. "It's seven in the morning! Do I look like a farmer to you?"
The campers dressed and assembled in front of the cabins, each looking very sleepy.
"Hope you slept well campers because your next challenge starts in exactly one minute!" Chris taunted, looking well rested.
"But that doesn't leave any time for breakfast!" Owen cried out in protest, looking alarmed.
"You'll get breakfast, Owen, don't worry." Chris said, and as soon as Owen looked relieved, he chuckled. "AFTER you complete a twenty kilometre run around the lake!"
"Oh, so you think you're funny now?!" Eva snarled, lunging at Chris. It was only due to the quick reactions of Silent B and Bass members Geoff and Duncan that were able to keep Eva from pummelling the show's host.
"Eva! Try to control your temper!" Courtney hissed, looking recovered from the injuries that she had sustained from the previous challenge.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?!" Eva demanded, glaring at Chris.
"A little bit." Chris commented smugly. He raised his arm and tapped the gold Rolex on his wrist. "You have thirty seconds!"
Confessional
"Ok, that girl Eva has got to get a handle on her temper. She's only been here one day and she's already thrown her suitcase out a window and broken the lock on one of the bathroom doors." Courtney said.
"You guys are up early." Jo panted, arriving from a jog around the island.
"You guys are starting already?" Brick panted, arriving seconds behind the blonde.
"Where have you been?!" Courtney demanded, looking at Brick.
"I went for an early morning jog around the perimeter of the island, MA'AM." Brick responded, saluting the girl.
"And lost to a girl!" Jo sneered.
"Well I hope you didn't wear yourself out, because that's what today's challenge is!" Courtney told him, her hands on her hips.
"Losing to a girl?" Lightning asked, causing several members of his team to facepalm.
"I won't let my team down, MA'AM." Brick said.
"At ease, soldier." Courtney responded with a smile.
"Permission to stop looking like a dork, MA'AM!" Duncan said, mocking Brick's salute.
"Denied, delinquent freak." Courtney responded, rolling her eyes.
Confessional
"So far, on my team I think Brick is the only one who's actually okay." Courtney said. "He respects my authority, unlike some people around here. But that punk on the other team, Duncan, is really starting to get on my nerves! Can't he just leave me alone?!"
"Okay runners! On your marks! Get set!" Chris said, pausing for dramatic effect. "Go!"
Most of the campers took off running, while some instead chose to walk.
Chris rode after them on his red ATV, while speaking through a megaphone. "Pick up the pace campers! You're not back by dinnertime, you don't eat!"
"Nice work, scrawny!" Jo called to Noah as he passed her. She'd stopped and was glaring at Owen, who was passed out face-down in a puddle. "Come on Owen! Get up! You're going to be fine! Get get your butt in gear and start running!"
"Can't. . . . catch. . . . breath. . . ." Owen panted, licking the puddle. "Must. . . . have. . . . condition."
"Yeah, it's called over-eating, you should look into it." Heather said, flipping her hair as she passed the duo.
"Are you going to let her talk to you like that, Owen?" Jo demanded.
"Yes?" Owen answered uncertainly between gasps for breath.
"Wrong!" Jo shouted. "Are you going to let her talk to you like that?!"
"No?" Owen panted.
"That's the spirit!" Jo said. "So get up! Food's waiting for you on the other side! You like food, don't you Owen?"
"I can't do it." Owen gasped, beginning to sob.
"Yes you can!" Jo shouted. "And if you don't pick yourself up and try, I'm going to take my shoe and wedge it somewhere very painful!"
Owen winced fearfully and grunted in pain as he began to work on getting to his feet. Jo, who was tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for Owen to get up, only had to glance at Dakota as the girl walked by, and the girl put her cell phone away and took off at a jog.
"You wanna know who invented marathons?" Staci began, holding up her finger as though she was about to make an important announcement. "My great-great-great-"
"GET GOING!" Jo screamed at the brunette, who fell silent immediately and fled in terror.
"I can't run without Katie!" Sadie wailed. "I can't believe she's gone!"
"Come on Lady Lard! If we lose this challenge, I can personally promise that you will go home tonight!" Eva snarled at the girl. "So get moving!"
Sadie began to sob and took off at a run, her arms outstretched in front of her as she cried her eyes out.
"Someone clear a table! Stat!" Owen cried, rushing in with a collapsed Noah in his arms.
"Ugh, I made it." Leshawna said, collapsing on the floor as she entered the Mess Hall.
"I think I'm having heart palpitations!" Harold gasped, clutching his chest before tripping over Leshawna and doing a face-plant.
"Congratulations campers! You survived!" Chris said.
"We had our whole team here first!" Courtney announced gleefully. "We won the challenge!"
Chris laughed as the Bears cheered over their victory. "Not so fast campers. That wasn't the challenge."
"It wasn't?!" Eva snarled, looking about ready to lunge at Chris's throat. "Then why'd we have to do it?!"
"You'll find out in good time." Chris said evasively. "Is anyone hungry?"
He pulled a cord and it pulled the curtains away, revealing the most delicious looking and smelling food any of the contestants had seen in days.
Confessional
"We've been eating brown sludge since we got here." Gwen said. "So when I saw that buffet table, I nearly cried."
Static.
"Food that can actually be classified under one of the food groups!" Cameron said gleefully, his eyes wide with joy.
Static.
"There was turkey and mashed potatoes and cheese covered broccoli and stuffing and pancakes drowning in maple syrup and baked beans and corn on the cob and -" Owen began to sob. "I'm going to need a moment. Oohooo, oohooo, oohooo."
The majority of the campers were moaning with the satisfaction of having stuffed themselves full of so much delicious food.
"Alright campers," Chris announced, appearing with a megaphone. "Time for part two of the challenge!"
"I thought eating was the second part." Owen said, his face smeared with gravy.
"What more can you possibly want from us?" Gwen asked, holding her full stomach.
"Ugh, weird goth girl is right." Heather said. "Haven't we been though enough?"
"Uh, let me think about that. No." Chris said facetiously. "It's time for the AWAKE-A-THON!"
"Awww, crap." Jo said with a growl, looking at her sleepy teammates.
"The what-a-thon?" Owen asked in confusion.
"Don't worry, this is an easy one. The team with the last camper standing wins invincibility!" Chris shouted through the megaphone.
"So what you're saying is that the 20k run and the glorious turkey eating frenzy was all part of your evil plant to make it harder for us to stay awake?" Gwen asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That's right, Gwen."
"Man, he's good." Gwen said with an irritated sigh.
"MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!" Chris bellowed through the megaphone, and the teens leaped to their feet and sprinted out of the Mess Hall if only to escape the painfully loud sound of Chris's voice.
"How long do you think before everyone's out cold?" Trent asked his teammate Zoey as they made their way from the Mess Hall.
"I don't know." she said with a shrug. "A couple of hours maybe?"
"We are now twelve hours into this challenge and all thirty-six campers are still wide awake." Chris's voice announced softly.
"WOOOHOOO! Stay awake for twelve hours! I can do that in my sleep! WOOOHOOO!" Owen shouted, looking around with wide eyes, before he froze completely. Then after a few seconds, his entire body crashed to the ground.
"How do you think the other team is holding up?" Trent asked, glancing around.
"I don't know, why?" Zoey responded, trying to stifle a yawn.
"No reason." Trent replied, also yawning.
Zoey smiled. "You like someone on the other team, don't you?"
"What?" Trent asked in alarm. "No, of course not!"
"It's okay you know." Zoey said in a soft voice. "I kind of do too."
"You what?" Trent asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You know that guy Mike on the Bears team?" Zoey whispered. "He loaned me his towel on the first day. He seemed really sweet."
"Aww, that's nice. You two would look really cute together." Trent said with a smile.
"You know, my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother was the first person ever to pull an all-nighter." Staci announced to her team.
"Nobody cares." Noah told Staci, clearly irritated.
Confessional
"So my strategy is to get two other people to form an alliance with me and take to the final three. The only question is: who can I find that is either desperate or dumb enough to do whatever I say?" Heather told the confessional cam.
"What are you doing?" Gwen asked Lindsay, who was standing on her head.
"I'm trying to make all the blood rush to my head!" Lindsay answered, somehow managing to balance on her head. "I think it's working!"
"Ooh, can I try?!" Beth asked.
"Sure!" Lindsay answered, standing herself on her head.
"Perfect." Heather said. "Lindsay, Beth, can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Sure!" Lindsay answered. The duo quickly followed Heather to a spot a little ways away from the other campers.
"Okay, I have a plan to get me and two other people to the final three. And I chose you guys." Heather explained.
"Really?" Beth asked in shock.
"You should know this is a very big deal. I am placing my trust in you. And trust is a two-way street." Heather said, pausing as Beth and Lindsay nodded in agreement. "So you'll do everything I say?"
"Sure!" Lindsay replied eagerly. Then she turned to Beth. "EEEE! We're going to the final three!"
Confessional
"Oh. My. Gosh. Heather is taking me to the final three! I'm going to the final three! I'm going to the final three!" Beth gushed in excitement. Then she paused to catch her breath and made a realization. "I wonder what will happen then."
"Speaking of alliances, you know who I think is really cute?" Lindsay said to Beth, staring at Tyler.
"Oh no, you can't date him." Heather said.
"Why not?" Lindsay asked.
"It's against the alliance rules." Heather said.
"There are rules?" Lindsay asked.
"Remember what I just said about trust, Lindsay? Of course you can always leave the alliance, but then I can't protect you from getting voted off."
"No! I wanna be in the alliance!" Lindsay said.
"Good, then it's settled." Heather said, walking away.
Confessional
"Heather said I couldn't date him. She never said I couldn't like him." Lindsay told the confessional camera.
"What are you staring at, Butterball?" Eva snapped, glaring at the dark haired girl.
"Oh! I didn't mean to!" Sadie cried out in response, looking at her feet. Then she looked up at Eva again, a mixture of admiration and terror in her eyes. "But. . . I was just wondering how you're so strong and how you're so good at doing stuff by yourself."
"It's called 'independence'. You should get some." Eva snarled as she put her MP3 player in her pocket and stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Oh my gosh! I have to go too!" Sadie said enthusiastically in response, standing up.
"Not so fast, Lady Lard." Eva growled. "Don't you dare follow me to the bathroom. If you've held it this long, you can hold it until I get back."
Sadie, disappointed, sat down again but continued to watch Eva. When Sadie noticed Eva's MP3 player fall out of her pocket, she stared at it.
Confessional
"I wasn't sure what to do! Eva would have been so mad if I'd touched her mp3 player, but I didn't want anyone to step on it! Katie would have known what to do! I miss Katie!" Sadie wailed. "Get a hold of yourself, Sadie!" The girl told herself, taking a deep breath. "So I figured that I'd just keep watching it and then tell Eva about it when she got back."
Heather walked casually over to the fallen mp3 player, unaware that Sadie's gaze was trained upon that one spot. Pretending to stretch, Heather bent down and picked up Eva's mp3 player, while Sadie watched in horror.
Confessional
"I was so totally shocked when I saw Heather grab Eva's mp3 player! Doesn't she know how mad she'll get?" Sadie said. Then she seemed to consider another option. "Maybe she's going to give it to her when she gets back!"
"Isn't that Eva's mp3 player?" Lindsay asked as Heather sat down beside her with the music player in her hands.
"Yep." Heather replied smugly.
"And isn't she going to be like really mad when she realizes that it's gone?" Lindsay asked.
"That's exactly what I'm counting on."
40 hours into the challenge.
Sleep had taken several campers by the forty hour mark. Dakota, who was leaning up against a stump, obviously asleep although her sunglasses hid her closed eyes. Aside from Dakota, the Gophers had also lost Ann Maria, Jo and Alejandro. Bass members Geoff, DJ, Lindsay, Harold and Beth had fallen asleep. And a handful of Bears were still awake, not including Cameron, who had passed out shortly after Owen but before Dakota, and was curled up in the fetal position on the ground, and Izzy who was snoring peacefully on the ground.
The score was:
Gophers: 8
Bass: 6
Bears: 11
Courtney was jogging on the spot, trying to keep herself awake. Justin was standing stock-still, staring at some unknown object. Dawn was meditating while Trent and Zoey were chatting.
"Favourite song?" Zoey asked.
"She will be loved." Trent answered. "Favourite colour?"
"Uh. . . I think either red or lavender." Zoey said with a yawn.
"Don't fall asleep yet!" Trent said.
"I'm okay, really." Zoey answered sleepily.
"So, how long do you think the other teams will last?" Trent said, glancing over at the Killer Bass team.
"I don't know." Zoey yawned, following his gaze. "You like that goth girl on the Killer Bass, don't you?"
"What? No, of course not." Trent said, unconvincingly. Then he lowered his head and conceded defeat. "Yes."
"You should go talk to her." Zoey suggested.
"No, it's probably best if I don't." Trent replied.
"You never know. She might like you back." Zoey said with a shrug. "I'm hoping that Mike likes me back, even though we're on different teams."
"Well . . . ." Trent said, as though he was genuinely considering the idea. Then Owen walked by them, stark naked. Zoey and Trent's eyes grew wide as they realized, and their eyes moved in unison to the pile of clothes that he'd left behind. Then they looked after him again and saw his large, pale body disappearing into the woods.
Confessional
"Did I mention that I ate the entire dish of baked beans in maple syrup?" Owen asked the confessional camera. "Funny thing about baked beans: they make me sleepwalk."
By the fifty hour mark, Beth and Lindsay had slid backwards off of their seats and were unconscious. Ezekiel and Leshawna had been lost by the Bass. Sadie, Brick and Lightning had also been lost by the Bears.
The score was:
Gophers: 6
Bass: 4
Bears: 8
Those campers who were still awake looked exhausted, with the exception of Dawn, who was still mediating and Sam, who was playing his video game. Sierra was laying on her stomach, staring longingly at the Gophers' group in a sleepy trance.
"Look at him, he's like a statue!" Zoey said as she and Trent studied Justin. "He hasn't moved in over fifty hours!"
"Yip! Yip!" Trent said, trying to distract him. He began waving his arms. "Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip!"
"Hello?" Zoey said, getting closer. "Amazing, just look at the concentration."
Then she poked his face and he moved his head around before opening his eyes, prompting both Zoey and Trent to gasp in shock.
"His eyelids are painted! I saw it!" shouted Eva, pointing at Justin.
"Shut up! Oh, I've gotta see this!" Chris said, rushing over. He studied Justin's eyes closely for a moment. "That is so freaking cool, but you're still out, dude."
Justin frowned while Zoey and Trent sat back down.
"I'm so tired." Zoey said with a yawn.
"Yeah, me too." Trent said.
Zoey sat up. "Trent, I'm going to do it."
"Do what?" he asked sleepily.
"I'm going to go over there and talk to Mike!" Zoey said confidently.
"You go girl." Trent said.
The redhead stood up and marched over to the Bears' group, seconds too late. Unfortunately what she found was Mike and Bridgette, who had been sitting next to one another when they had both succumbed to sleep, cuddled up together and very much asleep. Her eyes, which already felt like sandpaper because of her tiredness, began to sting as she fought back tears. Marching back over to where Trent sat, she sat on the ground with a sigh.
"How'd it go?" Trent asked. "What did he say?"
"Nothing, he was too busy cuddled up with Bridgette – I think her name's Bridgette, anyway." Zoey said, wiping her tears away with her palm.
"Oh, that sucks." Trent said.
"You should go talk to Gwen." Zoey whispered. "Now, before she finds someone else as well!"
"Alright, alright, I'm going." Trent said, getting to his feet. "What should I say?" When Zoey failed to respond, Trent turned to look at her. In the time it had taken him to stand up, Zoey had fallen asleep. "I guess I'm on my own then."
Taking a deep breath, Trent walked over to where Gwen sat, and sat down beside her.
"Aren't you on the other team?" Gwen asked sleepily.
"Yeah, but all the conversationalists on my team are sleeping. I need new company. Mind if I chill with you?" Trent said.
Gwen shrugged and smiled. "Go ahead."
84 hours have passed since the challenge began.
The score was:
Gophers: 2
Bass: 3
Bears: 3
Duncan bent down and dropped Harold's fingers into a cup of warm water. Then he began to laugh. "Aw, gross! It works! Dude peed his pants!"
Harold gasped as he woke up to the sound of Duncan laughing and sat up to hide his wet trousers in panic.
"You feel the need to act out to get attention from your parents, don't you?" Dawn said, opening one of her eyes to look at Duncan.
"What? No." Duncan said with a glare at the blonde while Harold snorted with laughter. "Who are you: my juvie counsellor?"
Meanwhile, Noah woke up and began screaming almost immediately – in Cody's ear – when he realized that somehow they'd ended up snuggling together and he'd been kissing what he was now screaming into. Noah's screaming inevitably woke Cody up, who soon realized why his teammate was screaming and began to scream as well, before both boys took off running in opposite directions.
Mike and Bridgette had an equally awkward awakening. The smile on Bridgette's face disappeared when she realized that she was using Mike's chest as a pillow and when she moved to try and get away before Mike woke up and made the situation more awkward, she accidentally woke Mike up. Both felt too awkward to say anything to the other about how they'd woken up, and so stood there for a moment in an extremely awkward silence, both blushing deeply and avoiding eye contact with one another.
"So. . ." Mike began at last.
"I gotta go." Bridgette and Mike said in unison.
"Right." Mike said.
"Okay then." Bridgette said at the same time, before they walked away from one another, feeling just as awkward as they had before.
"What is the matter with you people? Fall asleep already!" Chris taunted those who hadn't fallen asleep yet, arriving with a coffee. In seconds, Gwen was in front of him, tripping in her sleepy stupor and ending up begging on her knees.
"You gotta hook me up, man! I'll even eat the grinds!" Gwen begged, reaching up towards Chris's coffee cup in desperation. "Anything!"
"Alright, you eight stay with me." Chris said to those campers who had managed to stay awake. "The rest of you – go and shower for Heaven's sake! You stink!"
Harold, not needing to be told twice, sprinted away.
Chris took a sip of his coffee before beginning to speak. "I didn't want it to come to this. I said that to Chef Hatchet last night. I said: Chef, I don't it to come to this, but darn-it, these campers are tough! So I've come up with the most boring, sleep-inducing activity I can find."
Confessional
"Oh come on, what now?!" Gwen asked. Then she turned to glare at the camera. "Okay, you know what? Bring it on."
"The history of Canada: a pop-up book." Chris announced, opening a large book. "Chapter one: the beaver. A national symbol and a 'dam' fine hat."
The remaining campers groaned at the awful pun.
In less than an hour, the group was down to four players, one Gopher, two Bass and one Bear: Dawn, Duncan, Gwen and Sam respectively.
"Alright, time for a bathroom break. Any takers?" Chris asked.
"I've held it this long, sweetheart, I can go all day." Duncan said tauntingly.
"But can you hold it another ten chapters?" his teammate Gwen asked.
Duncan's eyes grew wide and he jumped up. "Fine."
"You've got five minutes." Chris said. "As long as you don't mind a little company."
"Alright, fine, but stay out of the stall!"
An intern handed Chris a note. "And we have news! It looks like Duncan has taken a dive on the can!"
Dawn, still in a meditating position, suddenly flopped backwards. Seconds later, Gwen passed out as well, falling face-first into the dirt.
"It looks like we've got a winner!"
"Yeah, I beat the game!" Sam said victoriously, looking up from his video-game. "Hey, where did everyone go?"
"Sam, you won the challenge!" Chris said.
"Score!" Sam said.
"The Thrashing Bears win!"
"Grahh!" Eva growled, tearing the sheets off of her bed and ripping things out of her suitcase as she searched for it. "I can't find my mp3 player! I need my music!"
"Heather didn't give it back to you?" Sadie asked in alarm.
"What did you just say?" Eva asked, turning on Sadie who cowered in fear.
"Y-you dropped it l-last n-night! On y-your way t-to the bathroom! H-Heather picked it up!" Sadie explained in terror. "I t-thought she was going to k-keep it s-safe and g-give it b-back to you!"
"Heather?!" Eva snarled.
Sadie nodded fearfully. "She picked it up right after you dropped it, I think she saw it fall out of your pocket."
Eva clenched her fists, and when Sadie flinched, Eva forced a smile and roughly patted Sadie on the top of her head. "You did good, kid."
Then Eva stormed out of the cabin.
Confessional
"Eva, you are so going down!" said Heather's voice from behind a bag of frozen peas. Heather lowered the bag for a moment to reveal a chipped tooth, bruised cheeks, two black eyes and a swollen, bloodied lip. "Ow! I'll get you back for this!"
"Gophers, welcome to your first campfire ceremony." Chris said. "Here at camp, marshmallows represent life. Whoever doesn't hear their name called tonight doesn't get a marshmallow, and whoever doesn't get a marshmallow has to walk the dock of shame, take the boat of losers and you are out of the game, forever. And you can't come back, ever."
"My great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather-" Staci began.
"Let me guess: 'invented marshmallows'?" Noah said, glaring at the girl.
"You've heard of him?" Staci asked, looking surprised.
"No, a lucky guess." Noah said sarcastically.
"Dawn, Trent, Zoey, Cody and Jo."
The five campers hurried up to claim their marshmallows.
"Alejandro, Ann Maria, Noah and Dakota."
The next four campers grabbed their marshmallows eagerly while the remaining two campers, Owen and Staci, exchanged looks.
"And the last marshmallow goes to:"
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"Owen!"
"What? Why?" Staci asked. "He was the first one to fall asleep!"
"Yeah, but you're always the last to shut up." Noah said.
"Staci, it's time for you to walk the dock of shame and take the boat of losers-"
"My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather invented boats. Before him-"
"WE DON'T CARE!" shouted Staci's entire team as Chef arrived and pushed the girl down the end of the dock and onto the boat.
"Have a good night's sleep tonight, Gophers, you're all safe. . ." Chris said. "For now."
"That's another camper down. Thirty-five contestants remain in the game, thirty-four left to eliminate until we can crown a winner! Who will get the boot next time on Total Drama Island?"
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