Sorry it's taken so long to update. I had the chapter almost finished then re-read what I had and hated it. So, I deleted most of it and rewrote most of the chapter. Unfortunately, I've had several papers to write and exams just started, so I was scrambling for time to write. And then I watched thirty six episodes of Class of the Titans in three days and ended up not doing much writing. Fortunately, now I'm finished and I am quite pleased with how this version turned out.
I'm trying to salvage canon scenes from the first and fourth seasons, as well as trying to stray away from just transcribing the episodes to you with minor edits. That's one of the reasons why I mixed up the teams, so that it wouldn't be easy for me to just slightly alter the episodes.
Anyway, I seem to have a problem – I keep writing Chris and Chris instead of Chris and Chef. So if I missed a correction anywhere, Chris isn't chilling with himself, he's supposed to be with Chef.
I don't own Total Drama.
"Last time on Total Drama Island, the teams battled it out on a water slide and with some prehistoric sharks that we imported specially for this challenge!" Chris said from the rebuilt Wawanakwa dock. "The Bass won an advantage in the first part of the challenge, but the Gophers quickly took the lead. The Bears fell behind in the first part and struggled to make it up. The Gophers lost their lead when Cody almost got eaten by a giant, prehistoric shark, and Sierra set the Bears back when she dove in to rescue him! Owen managed to regain the Gopher's lead when he became a fart-powered rocket but in the end, the Bass claimed victory and the Bears sent Sierra home! What challenges await these teens today on Total Drama Island?"
Cue theme song.
The sky was an inky blue, with the silver moon hovering over the horizon. The sky dappled with stars, speckling the dark sky with tiny lights. The night was beautiful. The birds were peaceful in their nests and the bears were peaceful in their dens. Even the Sasquatches were peaceful in their cave. The night was peaceful.
Except in the Killer Bass cabin.
Harold's snores, obnoxiously loud, were keeping up all of his teammates, both on the male side and female sides of the Killer Bass cabins. And for some of them - five nights with no sleep was just unacceptable, and as for the others, well they were just growing increasingly irritable.
"That's it." Gwen said, swinging her legs out the bed and getting up.
"Where are you going?" Heather asked, too tired to be rude to the goth girl.
"To deal with Harold." Gwen said, also too tired for insults, as she slipped out of the girl's side of the Killer Bass cabin.
Slipping into the boy's side of the cabin, Gwen quickly found the bed of the camper she wanted, and walked over to him. The shadow that she cast in the moonlight from the window was enough to catch his attention.
"What?" he demanded, turning to glare at her.
"I need your help."
"I'm trying to sleep."
"So are the rest of us, dude." Geoff said from a nearby bunk.
"I know. And once you help me, you will be able to sleep."
"Alright, fine." he said, throwing his covers off and swinging his legs out of the bed. "What do you want, pasty?"
"I like to call this one a 'rude awakening'." she said, motioning him over to Harold's bed. Carefully they picked up the snoring nerd. Geoff held the door open as Duncan and Gwen carried the nerdy boy down to the dock, where they dropped him into the water.
As Harold awoke, spluttering and thrashing around in the water, Gwen and Duncan took off running for the cabin. Her in her black tank top and pyjama shorts, and him wearing nothing but a pair of black pyjama pants, they hurried up the steps of the Killer Bass Cabin.
"Wedge a chair under the door handle so he can't get in." Duncan instructed.
"Okay, sleep well." Gwen replied as she disappeared into the girl's side of the cabin.
Before crawling back into bed, she did as he'd suggested and wedged a chair up under the door handle so that it wouldn't open.
A thunderous crash and a screech of profanities woke up not only the peacefully sleeping Killer Bass but the Thrashing Bears and the Screaming Gophers as well.
On her way to the communal washrooms for an early morning shower, Heather had tripped and fallen over a sleeping Harold, who had fallen asleep on the steps of the Killer Bass cabin after he'd discovered that the cabins doors had been locked.
"Harold, fancy seeing you here." Duncan said, exchanging a smirk with Gwen, which Courtney observed with a dark look. Both Duncan and Gwen looked significantly more well rested than they had before, but neither was yet back to normal.
Gwen yawned, before she too began to smirk. "How'd you end up out here?"
"Heather, I didn't know you were into scrawny dorks." Duncan said as the Asian beauty tried to untangle herself from Harold and reclaim her dignity by storming off towards the showers.
"Harold, I'm going to kill you!" Heather snarled.
"It's not my fault! He locked me out of the cabin!"
"Well why didn't you go elsewhere to sleep instead of on the steps?!"
"I didn't have my glasses on, GOSH!" Harold said. "It took me like three hours to find my way back to the cabin at all!"
At this, Duncan burst out laughing.
Confessional
"Pasty made last night great and this morning even better. Dumping Harold in the lake was fun, but this morning just put the cherry on top!" Duncan told the confessional camera, laughing hysterically.
Static.
"Okay, so I feel so bad for asking Scott to get his team to vote out Sierra, but when she told me that she loved me, it really freaked me out and I panicked." Cody said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. "And also, her being here would have completely ruined my chances with Gwen."
Static.
"So far, I have documented three separate personalities within Mike. He's like a walking, talking psychology textbook!" Cameron told the camera as he adjusted his glasses. "And it's a total page-turner!"
"Okay campers, listen up!" Chris said, clapping his hands to get the attention of the teens in the mess hall. "Your next challenge begins in ten minutes! And be prepared to bring it!"
"Oh yay, more life threatening 'games'." Noah said sarcastically from behind his book.
"What?! But Lightning hasn't had his DPA!" the boy protested, and when his teammates gave him strange looks, he clarified. "Daily Protein Allotment, duh!"
"Why do you always refer to yourself in the third person?" Courtney asked.
"Third person?! Lightning is the first person! Lightning is always first!"
"Actually, third person means -" Courtney stopped and sighed, shaking her head. "Never mind, forget I asked."
"I haven't had enough beauty sleep!" Dakota whined.
"Come on, you look -" Sam said as Dakota took off her sunglasses to reveal the dark bags under her very bloodshot eyes. "GREAT SUNS OF ORION!"
"You can catch up on your sleep after the challenge!" Chris said. "Right this way!"
Dakota put her cell phone to her ear. "Hey, it's me. We're starting the next challenge in ten-" Before she could finish her conversation, Chris used a magnet on a fishing line to take away her cell phone, shortly followed by Sam's hand held gaming console.
"Hey!" Sam and Dakota protested in unison.
"Contraband!" Chris taunted. "Now it's mine; confiscator's keepers!"
As the teens made their way towards the location of that day's challenge, Sam walked beside Dakota.
"Hey Dakota, sorry about before. I was just so taken by your beautiful nostrils." Sam said. His eyes went wide while Dakota winced.
Confessional
"Nostrils?" Sam said. "Nostrils?!"
"Thanks." Dakota replied. "I like your. . . uh. . . can I get back to you on that?"
She walked away while Sam slumped over in disappointment.
The dodgeball court was in a large, clear box that looked like a gym with glass walls, and had bleachers running along the full length of the far wall. Duncan was one of the last people to arrive, and he passed out of the nearest set of bleachers shortly after threatening his teammates. "Wake me up and it'll be the last thing you ever do."
"I'm with him." Gwen said, sitting down on the opposite side of the bleachers and falling asleep.
"This is all your fault, you know!" Heather snarled, pointing at Harold. "You and your obnoxious snoring!"
"It's called a medical condition, GOSH!" Harold responded.
"Well maybe you should go home and get some medical help!" Heather responded, before she yawned.
Chef silenced them by loudly blowing his whistle. He said nothing as he walked across the court, giving dirty looks at the contestants.
"Today's challenge is the classic game of dodgeball!-" Chris began before Leshawna cut him off.
"What's the catch?" the loud and proud sister asked, her hands on her hips.
"What catch?" Chris asked.
"Yeah - are we playing with bowling balls?" Courtney piped up.
"Or rocks?" Trent asked.
"Or cannon balls?" Geoff asked.
"Or bombs?" Harold suggested.
"Or a rabid armadillo?" Beth asked. When her fellow campers gave her funny looks, she shrugged. "Don't tell me that you guy'th have never theen Path to D'orville."
"All excellent suggestions, but this is just a plain old dodgeball game." Chris said with a frown. "The studio had some complaints with the last challenge and told us we have to 'tone it down', so you guys get a boring old game of classic dodgeball!"
"You sure there's not some catch?" Heather asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, like the balls being filled with boiling water." Zoey suggested.
"Or sulphuric acid." Noah said.
"Or spikes of some sort." Scott said as he whittled at a piece of wood with his shark tooth. "That come out when we catch the ball."
"Nope, just plain old regular air-filled rubber dodgeballs." Chris said, rolling his eyes before muttering. "Unfortunately."
"Something safe? Sounds too good to be true!" Leshawna said while the rest of the cast cheered and exchanged high fives.
"Anyway, like I was saying before: the first rule of dodgeball is-" Chris said.
"Do not talk about dodgeball?" Noah said, causing Owen to laugh.
"As I was saying: if you get hit with the ball, you're out." Chris said, throwing the ball and hitting Courtney in the stomach, but she managed to catch the ball and hold on to it.
"Ow! You can't just do that!" Courtney said, whipping the ball back at Chris.
Chris caught the ball. "If you catch the ball, the thrower gets sent out and the catcher gets to bring out another team member out on the court."
"Throwing balls, gee another mentally challenging test." Noah said.
"I know, right?" Lindsay said, not catching onto Noah's sarcastic tone.
"Okay. Now, Geoff, try to hit me!" Chris said as he tossed a ball to the blonde party boy. "If you're holding a ball, you can use it to deflect a ball, but if it knocks the ball out of your hands, you're out."
"So what do I do again when the ball comes at me?" Lindsay asked as Geoff threw the ball at Chris.
"You dodge!" Chris said, deflecting the ball and hitting Lindsay in the face with it, knocking her flat on her back. "Ooooh, you were supposed to dodge!"
"Oowwww, right." Lindsay said, standing up and taking her hand off of her forehead, where a goose-egg had already formed where the ball had hit her.
"One minute until game time. Bears, you will have to sit one person out each round. Each game will be five-on-five at the start, and each team will play six games each, three against each of the other teams." Chris said. "First round will be Gophers versus Bass!"
"Ann Maria, Trent, Justin, Alejandro and I will be out first." Jo said.
"I have to sit out? What a shame. But I guess I can take one for the team, if you insist." Noah said, sounding not at all disappointed about having to sit out.
"What about me?" Owen asked. "I'm actually really good at this game."
"Yeah, don't you think it might be beneficial to us to mix up the teams instead of just throwing out everyone who looks like they might be good at the game in the first round?" Cody said.
"Munchkin, you could be right." Jo said. "But, that doesn't matter. If you and Owen are good at dodgeball, then you guys will be our secret weapons. Don't worry, I have a plan."
Confessional
"Munchkin? Seriously?! I'm not that short!" Cody said, his arms crossed to display his obvious irritation with Jo's choice for a nickname.
"Bring it on, fishies! Otherwise kicking your butts again just won't be as satisfying!" Jo sneered, egging the other team on.
"Oh! You're going down!" Tyler said, his brown eyes wide with anger. "We're gonna bring the dinner to the table, and then we're gonna eat it!"
"Oooh, you tell 'em, white boy." Leshawna said, trying not to laugh at Tyler's pathetic attempt to trash talk the other team, while Geoff and Gwen just facepalmed.
"Come on, fluffy rats, you really think we're concerned? How humiliating is it going to be for you guys when you lose to us twice in a row?" Heather taunted the Gophers.
Owen jumped up from the bench, infuriated. "WE ARE NOT FLUFFY RATS! WE ARE GOPHERS!"
"Both teams ready?" Chris said. "Best of six games wins! Now, let's dodge some balls!"
Chef blew his whistle to signal the start of the game.
Alejandro, Jo and Ann Maria held the balls on the Gopher's side, while Heather, Leshawna and Tyler had the balls for the Bass's side.
Ann Maria threw her ball and Tyler barely managed to dodge in time. Frowning, he went to hit her out instead, but instead of simply aiming and throwing, he began to spin around and around with the ball and then unleashed its inertia power. However, instead of hitting any of the Gophers out, he slammed Lindsay in the face, knocking her off the bleachers.
"You wanna try hitting someone on the other team instead?" Heather asked, raising an eyebrow at her teammate, but before he could pick up the ball to try again, Jo slammed him out with the ball she'd been holding with such force that he hit the back wall.
"Time to unleash my mad skills." Harold said.
"You show 'em what you've got, string bean!" Leshawna encouraged her teammate.
"Bring it, King o' the Dorks." Jo said, stepping forward.
Harold did some kind of ninja poses, then threw the ball, but it only made it two feet in front of him before it hit the ground and rolled over the centre line to Jo's feet. Jo picked it up and slammed Harold out while he screamed like a little girl.
Alejandro hit Gwen out before Heather hit him out, and Leshawna got both Trent and Ann Maria. Then Heather hit Justin out as well, leaving Jo against Leshawna and Heather.
All the balls on her side of the court now, Jo picked them up one by one and slammed the other team into submission, singlehandedly. She threw one ball at Leshawna, which the girl was able to dodge, but while she wad distracted dodging the first ball, the second one hit her in the stomach. Heather went out the same way.
"We can do this, we just have to believe in ourselves!" Harold said.
"Oh, I believe." Heather said. "I believe you suck!"
"Yeah, you throw like a girl!" Tyler said.
"What's the supposed to mean, trash talker?" Leshawna asked, raising an eye brow at Tyler, who flinched. Ezekiel, who had been laughing at Tyler's comment, fell silent immediately.
"You should talk!" Heather said, crossing her arms as she looked at Tyler.
"That was just a warm up shot!" Tyler said. "Look, I can dominate this game! Just give all the balls to me!"
Chef blew the whistle again to signify that another game was about to start.
"Fine, but try to aim for the other side, okay?" Heather said. "Alright, who's playing next?"
"Bears, pick your players!" Chris said. "Bass, I want the same players back in!"
"You've got to be kidding me." Heather said, rubbing her forehead. "Harold, just stay in the back and try to sty out of the other players' ways."
"He didn't let the Bass change their team." Courtney commented to her team as they discussed who they were going to send out. "We should send in only our best players in case it's going to be the same teams for all the rounds."
"In that case, we're sending in our strongest players: Lightning, Brick and myself." Eva said. "And I guess Izzy and B as well."
"Hey! What about me?" Courtney called as half of her team walked onto the court. "You didn't even ask who was any good at dodgeball!"
Chef blew the whistle and the game began.
Tyler had all four balls and began his spinning routine again, whirling 'round and 'round, faster and faster until he finally began to fire the balls. The first hit Chef in the gut. The second barely missed Chris.
"Hey! Watch the face, dude!" Chris screamed.
The next one cleared the Screaming Gophers off of the bleachers.
"Hey! Take it easy!" Dakota called.
Zoey and Trent, who had been sitting next to one another and chatting when Tyler's murder ball came flying their way, both dove out of its path. Trent tripped and ended up in the bleacher's footrest, his body pressed close against Zoey's.
Both stared at one another in wide-eyed shock for a moment, before they realized what had happened, and their faces flushed red with embarrassment. In unison they both apologized. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"
"No, it's my fault." Trent said. "I'm really sorry."
"It's not your fault – it was an accident." Zoey said.
"Still – when I tripped, I brought you down with me." Trent said.
"No, it's fine, really." Zoey said said, moving to sit up at the same time that Trent did, and they bumped heads.
"Ow!" the said in unison. "Sorry. No, it's fine, really."
"We need to get up." Zoey said, her cheeks flushing even brighter red as she came to terms with how close she and Trent were. "As soon as possible."
"Yeah." Trent said, also blushing deeper. "I agree."
"You first." Zoey said.
"Okay." Trent said, shifting to try and get up. "Uh. . . you're laying on my arm."
"Oh! Sorry!" said Zoey, even more embarrassed as she shifted to try and free Trent's arm.
His arm now free, Trent tried to get up again, but roughly bumped his shoulder on the lip of the bleacher seat. "Ow, my shoulder. This isn't going to work. I think we're stuck."
"No, we just have to figure this out." Zoey said. "Uh. . . this is going to be so awkward, but try rolling on top of me."
"What?!" Trent asked, his green eyes wide with alarm.
"Roll on top of me and you'll be able to get up." Zoey repeated. "It's probably going to be more awkward if we stay like this."
"Okay, I guess you're right." Trent said awkwardly.
Confessional
"Thank you Tyler." Heather said, looking sly. "You've been such a great help to me."
Gwen snorted awake suddenly from a between-game nap, her eyelids fluttering as she tried to remember where she was. Finding herself on the bleachers instead of in her bed, she sat up, yawning as she tried to stretch. Glancing at the game, it appeared that she'd missed the end of the first match because the Bears were on instead of the Gophers now.
Sitting up straight, she looked around, glancing over to the Gopher's team. At the awake-a-thon challenge, she'd met a really cute guy on the Screaming Gopher's team, and she was crushing on him, big time. And she was pretty sure that the conversation that they'd had at the awake-a-thon had involved flirting from both parties.
The Gophers were spread out on the bleachers, and she couldn't see the dark-haired musician anywhere. She rubbed her eyes and glanced the other side of her, but he wasn't there either. Looking back at the other side, she finally did spot him.
And he was on his hands and knees on one of the bleacher's footrests. Puzzled, she continued to watch him, wondering what he was doing. Until she saw him get up and then help up a redheaded girl from his team, and their faces were both very red.
Gasping, Gwen put her head in her hands as her eyes welled up with tears.
She's really liked that guy; she'd thought he was sweet and cute and actually a good guy. And she'd thought that he maybe kind of liked her back. She was just starting to think that maybe she would ask him to hang out, maybe even ask him to hang out later that day! She had even been starting to think that he was going to ask her out.
But apparently, he had a thing for that redheaded girl on his own team.
Tired and overwhelmed by disappointment, jealousy and what felt like the sting of rejection, Gwen stood up and left the dodgeball arena, seeking somewhere else to cry.
"Hey, where are you going?" Heather asked as she saw Gwen walking off the court. "You're supposed to be playing."
Gwen, glaring as she tried to hide her tears, bent down and picked up the nearest ball. She bumped it against her chest. "Oh look, I'm out."
"You can't just do that!" Heather hissed, but Gwen wasn't listening as she left the court room.
The last of the four murder balls that Tyler had thrown hit Izzy straight in the face.
Chef blew his whistle and pointed Izzy off the court. It wasn't much of a competition. Lightning got out Harold easily, and Leshawna hit Lightning while he was focusing on getting Harold out.
"WHAT?!" Lightning said Leshawna's ball hit him.
"You're out." Leshawna said as Chef blew his whistle.
"This is stupid!" Lightning said, storming off the court. "What kind of sport has more than one ball on the field at a time?!"
"You're kidding, right?" Eva asked in disbelief.
"Eva watch out!" Courtney called out from the bleachers seconds before Eva was hit by two balls at once.
"I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!" Eva vowed as she stormed off the court.
Brick hit Tyler out before Heather hit him out, and then it was Leshawna and Heather versus B. But the big guy was surprisingly agile and was easily able to dodge the balls they threw at him, before hitting both of them out on the first try.
"Way to go, B!" the Bears, including Courtney, cheered.
"Alright, point to the Bears. Next will be Gophers versus Bears – same teams as before!" Chris announced.
Lightning, Brick, Izzy, B and a foul tempered Eva took to the court against Ann Maria, Trent, Justin, Alejandro and Jo. Eva was in a rage from having been hit out in the last round, so the moment the whistle blew, she was firing balls at the other side of the court with all her fury.
In a matter of minutes, she'd decimated the entire team, hitting out everyone but Ann Maria. The curvy girl with the pouf hair-do suddenly became the target of Eva's murder balls.
And then one of them hit Ann Maria's pouf.
"Oh no you didn't." Ann Maria said, patting her pouf to make sure it was still intact.
"She's out! We won!" Courtney began to cheer, but when Chef didn't blow his whistle, she glared up at them. "The ball hit her!"
"NOBODY hits my hair." Ann Maria said.
"Can we get a ref judgement?" Courtney asked, her hands on her hips as she looked expectantly at Chris and Chef.
"It hit her hair." Chris decided. "Doesn't count if it hits the hair."
"Oh, uh-uh, you knocked a hair outta place. Now you're going down." Ann Maria said, picking up the balls that were on the floor on her side of the court.
Ann Maria hit Eva in the gut and the face simultaneously, and Eva curled her hands into fists, grinding her teeth and seething as she looked at Ann Maria. Chef blew his whistle, but Eva stayed on the court until Chef had to get out of his ref's seat to physically remove the girl from the court.
One of the balls that had hit Eva bounced back and rolled to Ann Maria's feet. With Eva out, the other Bears were scrambling to grab balls to hit Ann Maria with. Lightning had one under his arm and was running to the centre line when Ann Maria struck him with a hardball to the gut, and he dropped the ball he'd been carrying and dropped to the ground before crawling off the court.
"You don't mess with the hair." Ann Maria said, throwing another ball and getting out Izzy, and then Brick. It took her a few angry shots to achieve it, but she eventually managed to hit out B at last, the loss only serving to double Eva's rage.
"Gophers win again! That makes the score Gophers two, Bears one and Bass none!" Chris announced. "Now for the fun part! Anyone who played in the first three games has to sit out for the rest of them!"
"WHAT?!" chorused the teens in a mixture of shock and outrage.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Eva raged, pointing her finger at Courtney.
"My fault?" Courtney repeated.
"You heard me!" Eva said. "You suggested only sending in our best players!"
The score was:
Gophers: 2
Bass: 0
Bears: 1
Sam was sitting next to Dakota on the bleachers.
"This is the longest I've ever gone without playing a video game." Sam told her. "My hands feel so empty."
Dakota narrowed her eyes. "Chris is such a jerk. I could have sent like six hundred texts by now!"
"Wow, we have a lot in common."
"Why would you say something like that to me?!" Dakota asked, looking as though she was on the verge of tears.
"Oh, no! I meant about the tech withdrawal!" Sam said. "Trust me, you're nothing like me otherwise."
"Aww, thanks!" Dakota said, smiling at Sam.
Nearby, Scott was talking to Lightning. "Chris sure did a number on our team! He took away Sam's lucky gadget right before the big game!"
"Aww man, this stinks!" Lightning exclaimed.
Confessional
"Chris should have let Lightning be a team of one! Lightning is used to carrying his team back home, but at least those guys can actually play the game! Not like this bunch of losers!"
"Alright Gophers, you five are our only hope." Jo said, looking at Owen, Dakota, Cody, Dawn and Zoey, who were sitting on the front seat of the bleachers. "Seeing as Noah is too much of a wimp to play."
"You guys have been doing so well without me; I don't want to mess up your mojo." Noah said, before going back to his book.
"So let's go out there and win this!" Jo said as the team stood up to go out on the court. Owen put his hand in the centre of the group, and after a short moment, Zoey puts hers on top of his. Their hands together in the middle for a team cheer, Jo rolled her eyes before joining in and starting the chant. "One, two three, take no prisoners!"
"Go Gophers!" The gophers responded, having been under the assumption that that Jo's cheer would be "One, two, three, go Gophers!"
They ran out onto the court where they faced off against Bass members Geoff, Lindsay, Beth, DJ and Ezekiel.
"Wooo! Go Bass!" Heather cheered. "Easy win!"
"GREAT GATSBY, THAT IS IT!" Owen yelled at the top of his lungs. "GAME ON!"
Owen charged across the court and grabbed the first ball he saw, throwing it through the air and hitting both Lindsay and Beth with the first hit. Grabbing the next ball, he took out Ezekiel. DJ went out next before Owen let forth a battle cry and smoked Geoff in the face with a hardball. The entire Bass team was down before any of them had a chance to get up.
"That one's worth an instant replay." Chris said smugly. "That's gonna leave a mark."
Chef blew the whistle to signify the end of the game.
"I don't know what got into me!" Owen told his team.
"Nice chops, kid!" Jo said approvingly.
"There are chops?!" Owen asked with wide eyes.
"Congratulations Owen!" Alejandro said. "At least someone is trying today."
Noah looked up from his book. "Oh sorry. Wooo! Way to throw those murder balls! Go team, go!"
"Nice team spirit." Jo said sarcastically. Then she turned to the other teams. "Hey! It's three-one and three-zero! How does it feel to suck so much?"
"Not very good." Harold admitted, looking down in shame.
"It's not over yet!" Courtney reminded her from the Bears team, before muttering to herself. "It's so over."
Heather had her hands on her hips. "Where is Gwen?!"
"I don't know, I saw her take off about twenty minutes ago. She looked real down, eh." Ezekiel said.
"Ugh, we can't spare anyone to go and find her." Heather said. "We don't have time before the next game."
"Wake up sleeping beauty over there." Leshawna said, jerking a thumb in Duncan's direction.
"What, are you crazy? I'm not doing it." Heather said.
Leshawna rolled her eyes before walking over to Duncan and smacking him on the face three times to wake him up.
"You'd better have a damn good reason for waking me up." Duncan said, enraged as he sat up.
"You wanna get outta my face, mister 'tude." Leshawna said. "I'm doing you a favour here - I'm trying to help you avoid getting voted out tonight."
"We're losing. The Gophers are up three, and even the Bears have won a game." Heather said. "We're in last place."
"And we need your help." Leshawna said.
"And why should I help you?" Duncan asked.
"Because if you don't, I can personally guarantee that you will be the one going home tonight." Heather said.
"For once, I agree with Heather." Leshawna said.
"Alright, fine, I'll play." Duncan said, rolling his eyes. "On one condition."
"And what's that?" Leshawna asked.
"You do what I say, when I say it." Duncan said. When his team nodded in consensus, Duncan continued. "Okay, here's a strategy I picked up on my first visit to juvie; it's called 'rush the new guy'."
Duncan, Geoff, Ezekiel, DJ and Beth were up against Courtney, Bridgette, Cameron, Sadie and Sam.
"Ready to lose again?" Courtney taunted the Bass, looking especially confident.
"It's not over until it's over, darling!" Duncan said.
"Sure you can stay awake long enough to actually play the game, darling?" Courtney asked.
"Will you two please stop flirting and just play already?!" Heather called from the sidelines.
"EW! I am not flirting with him!" Courtney said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "That's just nasty!"
Chef blew his whistle and the match started.
Courtney and Bridgette aimed at the other team, but the Bass easily dodged the balls thrown their way and then had all four balls on their side, which they all aimed at a single player, Sadie. One by one, the Bass took the Bears down.
"What was that were you saying about losing, Princess?" Duncan taunted as the Bears made their way off the court, prompting Courtney to whip the nearest dodgeball at his face. Duncan ducked, and Courtney ended up hitting Justin in the face.
"Ow! My beautiful face!" Justin exclaimed.
"We are seriously sucking here!" Courtney complained.
"The Bass have a strategy, we should figure out one as well!" Cameron suggested.
Courtney narrowed her eyes and smiled, her face the picture of sly determination. "That's a great idea, Cam. Guys, huddle up; I have an idea."
For the next match, Courtney, Mike, Bridgette, Sadie and Cameron were up against Owen, Dakota, Zoey, Cody and Dawn.
When Chef blew the whistle and the game began, the Bears waited on the Gophers to start throwing balls their way. Owen hit Sadie out on the first shot, but then the Bears had all the balls on their side and hit out Owen – the Gopher's best player on the court. In moments, Zoey, Cody and Dawn were out as well.
"Hey! Take it easy!" Dakota whined as one dodgeball hit her in the stomach and a second hit her head, and she walked off of the court, rubbing the goose-egg that was quickly developing.
Chef blew his whistle; the Bears had won the round.
The score was:
Gophers: 3
Bass: 1
Bears: 2
Noah glanced up from his book, not looking very impressed. "Come on, a little effort out there, people!"
This statement earned him dirty looks from Jo, Zoey and Dawn.
"Why don't you help out?" Zoey said, frowning. Then she seemed to think she was being too bossy and her expression softened. "If it's not too much trouble, that is."
Jo rolled her eyes at how easily Zoey backed off before she herself turned her glare to Noah. "You need to get off your butt and contribute to this team, bookworm."
"Yeah, I would, but sports aren't really my forte." Noah said, rolling his eyes before resuming reading.
"Whatever." Cody said, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "Let's just do the same team again, because Noah clearly doesn't care about winning this challenge."
"We're up against the Bass again." Zoey said. "We are so gonna lose."
"Well clearly when you have an attitude like that!" Jo retorted before Zoey, Dakota, Owen, Dawn and Cody made their way back onto the court.
Duncan, Beth, Zeke, Lindsay and Geoff were up for the Bass team, and they dominated the Gophers just as they had dominated the Bears in their previous game. It was no contest – just boom, boom, boom and out. It was the same story when the same five Bass players went up against Courtney, Bridgette, Mike, Sadie and Scott.
"Our strategy is failing!" Courtney said with a frown. "At least it does against the Bass."
"We're up against the Gophers now." Brick said.
"I know, but we can't let them have this win. If they win this one, we'll lose the challenge!" Courtney explained, distressed. "Our strategy isn't working."
"We need something new." Cameron said. "Perhaps carefully calculated-"
"No, we don't – I think we need something old." Courtney said. "I'm sure you've all heard the old saying 'if it isn't broken, don't fix it'?"
"That's 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it'." Scott corrected.
"Regardless – I have a plan that just might help us pull off a win." Courtney said, leaning in to divulge the details of her plan in hushed tones.
Courtney, Mike, Bridgette, Sadie and Sam made their way onto the court to face off against the same five Gophers players: Owen, Dawn, Cody, Zoey and Dakota.
"Just stick to the plan." Courtney reminded the Bears.
The game began, and the Gophers were playing hard, but they weren't able to stand up to the full fury of the Bears' new strategy. Abandoning their targeting just the strongest players first, they used the Bass's strategy of targeting one player at a time, eliminating the Gophers one by one.
Owen was the last Gopher on the court, and he got hold of two of the dodgeballs, and threw them full force at Mike. They almost hit Mike, but he gasped, before dodging gracefully.
"You'll have to do much better to hit Svetlana!" Mike called out in what sounded like a Russian accent. "Svetlana will win ze gold!"
"Ready, aim," Courtney called as she, Bridgette and Sadie all picked up dodgeballs and hit Owen out.
Chef blew his whistle and the match was over.
The score was:
Gophers: 3
Bass: 3
Bears: 3
"I wasn't expecting this." Chris said, touching his chin. "Seriously, people?! A three-way tie?!"
"Lightning still thinks this game is lame." Lightning said.
"Alright, we'll have to have a tie-breaker match. So three more rounds of dodgeball to decide on a winner!" Chris said, then he seemed to think of something. "And to make things interesting, each team gets to have someone who has had to sit out back in play!"
"Sweet! We want-" Courtney began before Chris cut her off.
"Ah ah ah! I get to choose who gets to play again!" Chris said tauntingly. "I choose Jo, Heather and Eva!"
Confessional
"Eva?" Heather asked. "We're screwed."
Static.
"Finally, my team might actually stand a chance." Jo said.
Static.
"I pity anyone who has to play against Eva." Alejandro said. "I am fortunate to have been able to avoid such pain."
"Owen, Cody, Zoey and Dawn, you're on with me for the first round." Jo said. "We can still do this. Just get all of the balls to Owen and me."
The team nodded and made their way onto the court to face off with Bass members.
"Where have you been?" Heather asked with narrow eyes as Gwen arrived and took her seat on the bleachers.
"Oh leave me alone." Gwen snapped in response.
"Whatever." Heather said, rolling her eyes. "Just make sure you cheer for our team."
"Yeah, fine, whatever." Gwen said, glaring as Duncan, Heather, Geoff, Zeke and Beth made their way out onto the court.
"Ready to lose yet?" Heather taunted from the Bass's side of the court.
"You're going down, Guppies!" Jo retorted.
Chef blew his whistle and the game began. Unfortunately for the Gophers, the game didn't last very long. Despite giving Jo and Owen all the balls because their aim was best, the Bass's strategy was too solid for them to overcome.
"Whoa, neat strategy." Gwen commented with wide eyes.
"Yeah, Duncan thought of it." Leshawna told her.
"Really?" Gwen asked, before shrugging and beginning to cheer. "Woo! Go Duncan!"
The same five Bass players: Duncan, Heather, Geoff, Zeke and Beth were up again in the next match. Despite the Bears' attempts to replicate the Bass's strategy, the Bass were victorious in the match.
"Eva, you're out." Chris said when the Bass hit the last of the Bears' players out. "Bass win the challenge!"
The Gophers rose and began to walk to take their side of the court for the final match, the match that would decide which team would be voting out a member that night. Unfortunately for them, it was that moment that Eva snapped.
Picking up the nearest ball off of the floor, Eva whipped it across the court in rage, hitting Jo hard in the face as the blonde made her way onto the court. The force of the hit sent the blonde sprawling backwards, and she lost consciousness.
"Ow!" Dawn's voice cried from under Jo's body.
"Jo! Dawn!" Zoey cried out, rushing over to her teammates with Cody and Owen. Trent and Alejandro rushed out onto the court.
"Jo? Jo?" Cody asked, waving his hand in front of the blonde's face, but getting no response.
"She's out cold." Zoey said. "Trent, Alejandro – you guys need to help Jo over to the bleachers, you'll have to carry her."
The two boys nodded and did as Zoey had instructed, leaving Zoey, Owen and Cody with the pale blonde who'd caught Jo. Owen observed the girl wince as he offered her a hand up. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, but I twisted my ankle when I fell. I'll be fine." Dawn replied.
"You can't play with a twisted ankle." Zoey said.
"I'm fine." Dawn said. "It's not that bad, really."
"You need to sit down." Zoey said while Cody offered himself for the blonde to lean on while she walked to the bleachers.
"Gophers, come on, we don't have all day!" Chris said. "Chop, chop!"
"Dude, we have injured players on our team, can we have a minute?!" Trent replied.
"Fine, five minutes! Then I want your team on the court and ready to play!"
"Dakota, you're playing." Zoey decided. "Noah, we need you to play too."
"Sports; not my forte, remember?" Noah said, glancing up from his book for only a second.
"But we need your help." Zoey said.
"You guys just need to try harder." Noah said.
"I don't see you trying very hard." Cody said, frowning.
"You're better off without me, I assure you." Noah said, prompting his teammates to roll their eyes.
"I'll say." Jo said, coming to at last. "I'm fine. I can play."
Jo stood up to make her way onto the court, but just wobbled and fell back onto the bleachers. Zoey frowned. "Jo, you're obviously not fine; you can't even stand up."
"I'm the only chance we have." Jo argued.
"I can play, I'm fine." Dawn argued.
"Senorita, you shouldn't walk on that ankle." Alejandro pointed out, glancing at Dawn's ankle, which was swelling quickly.
"But Jo can't do it." Dawn said.
"Yeah, I can. Just give me a minute or two and I'll be good to go."
"That's the spirit." Noah said.
"Oh shut up." Jo snapped.
"Time's up Gophers! On the court now or forfeit the match!" Chris said.
"I'm good to go, don't worry." Jo said, standing up and wobbling onto the court.
Almost all of the remaining Gophers stood up and moved to different parts of the bleachers or leaving the dodgeball court completely, disgusted by Noah refusal to play. Trent offered Dawn a hand. "Want me to help you walk back to the cabin?"
"Oh no, I'm alright here." Dawn assured him.
"Alright, if you say so." Trent said, sitting back down.
"Noah?" Dawn said.
"Yes?" he replied, pausing reading long enough to raise his eyebrow at the pale blonde.
"I think if you were as you wish you were – an only child – you would wish that you had the numerous siblings you have." Dawn said.
"What?!" Noah asked, closing his book with a snap. "I never – who told you that?"
"It's all over your aura." Dawn said, while Trent's green eyes grew wide and he scooted away from the blonde. "It's unfortunate that you feel the need to use sarcasm to shield yourself from getting close to others because you fear being hurt."
Noah's eyes grew wide as with discomfort as he listened to the pale blonde girl. "Please stop talking."
"I feel it is my duty to warn you - there is a fork in the path that you walk." Dawn said. "If you don't play today, I sense that your time on the island will be very short."
Noah rolled his eyes and set his book down on the bleachers before running out onto the court. "Hey guys, I changed my mind! I'll play!"
"Jo, go sit down." Zoey commanded. The blonde in the track suit obeyed on wobbly feet and staggered over to the bleachers, where she collapsed. Zoey turned to Noah. "What made you change your mind?"
"I uh. . . just wanted some time away from the coven therapist." Noah responded, scratching the back of his head.
"Who's my therapist?" Owen asked, looking confused.
"Not 'Owen's therapist', the 'coven therapist'." Noah said, receiving blank stares from his teammates. "No? A coven? You know, like a group of witches? Never mind, just forget I said anything and let's just play some dodgeball."
"Alright!" Zoey cheered, giving Owen a high five.
"But I think we need a strategy, so here's what we're going to go." Noah said, beckoning his teammates into a huddle.
Courtney, Mike, Scott, Bridgette and Eva were out on the court now, facing off against Dakota, Zoey, Cody, Owen and Noah.
As per Noah's plan, Owen had a ball in each hand and Cody and Zoey each had a ball.
The whistle blew and the game began.
Owen let out a battle cry and charged to the centre line. While the Bears were focused on Owen, Zoey and Cody were able to hit out both Scott and Mike – who had gone back to being Mike prior to the match. The Gophers exchanged high fives before the remaining Bears used their copied strategy to eliminate Owen.
The remaining Bears targeted Zoey next, eliminating her swiftly. Cody, Noah and Dakota took charge of the remaining balls to target Bridgette before Courtney and Eva hit Cody out as well. Courtney smiled with determination, and aimed a ball hard at Dakota.
"Hey! Take it easy!" Dakota complained as she caught the ball.
Chef's whistle blew: Courtney was out and Owen was back in.
That was enough to set off Eva's temper once more, and she whipped a ball across the court and hit Dakota in the face. The girl, almost immediately getting a bruise on her chin, began to cry and sprinted off of the court before Chef had even blown the whistle.
It was Noah and Owen versus Bridgette and Eva.
Confessional
Dakota was crying her eyes out in the confessional. "Eva is so mean!" Then she stopped, pulled out a mirror and checked her face. "Not blotchy, but ugh – this bruise looks awful." She sighed. "Okay. Take two." And began crying once more.
Noah picked up the balls from the Gopher's side of the court, and handed one of them to Owen. Owen let out a battle cry and threw one ball straight up in the air. Then, while Bridgette was watching the one arcing high across the court, Noah handed a second ball to Owen.
"Watch out!" Eva called to Bridgette, who looked forward seconds too late, being hit out by Owen. This further angered Eva, who took Owen out with a hard hit to the face.
Eva and Noah were the only players left on the court.
"You're going down, shrimp!" Eva called.
"Yep, probably." Noah agreed quietly as Eva picked up the first ball. Those Gophers who remained in the arena were looking as though they had lost all hope of winning the match, and seemed to be considering who to vote out that night.
Eva narrowed her eyes and whipped the ball across the court at him.
Most members of his team closed their eyes and waited for the thud of the rubber ball against Noah's body.
But it didn't come.
Instead, the sound of the ball hitting the back wall of the arena sounded, followed by a snarl of irritation from Eva, followed shortly by another slam of rubber ball against the back wall. And another.
"Whoa." Jo and Dawn commented in unison, their eyes wide and Jo's mouth agape.
Their teammates who had shut their eyes soon opened them to watch the match, sitting on the edge of the bleachers, watching as Noah managed to dodge Eva's attempts to get him out again and again, which in turn increased her rage on the court.
"Time out!" Jo called to Chef, who nodded his consent.
"Whoa dude, where did you learn to dodge like that?!" Trent asked.
"With as strong a grasp on sarcasm as I have, it tends to tick off the more feeble-minded." Noah responded. Then he scratched the back of his head as he confessed. "I'm not as popular back home as you'd think."
"Wow, really?" Jo asked sarcastically.
"Yeah, you learn how to dodge various objects." Noah stated, unimpressed.
"Well, you're not gonna win by dodging." Jo stated.
"Oh, wow, really?" Noah asked sarcastically.
"Somehow you need to hit Eva out." Jo said, before shoving him back out onto the dodgeball court. "You'd better win this one, Bookworm!"
"I'M TAKING YOU DOWN!?" Eva roared from the other side of the court.
"Oh goody." Noah said with a sigh as Chef blew the whistle, resuming the game, and Eva began firing balls across the court with deadly force.
Noah picked up the nearest ball and threw it across the court, but he missed Eva and only fanned the flames of her temper.
Consumed by rage that Noah had dared to try and hit her out, Eva grabbed all four balls and threw them with such ferocity at Noah that it was a wonder that he could even dodge them.
And then one hit him in the stomach, and he was sent flying across the court, slamming full force into the back wall of the arena.
Chef blew the whistle, signifying the end of the game.
"ALRIGHT, I GOT HIM!" Eva cried out victorious as the Bears began to cheer victoriously.
As the Gophers sighed in defeat, Noah spoke up, his voice weak with pain. "Not so fast."
All eyes were on him as he held up the ball – he'd caught it.
Chef blew the whistle again and pointed at Eva before pointing to the sidelines.
"Gophers get second place! Bears are on the chopping block tonight!" Chris announced.
The score was:
Gophers: 4
Bass: 5
Bears: 3
"WOOOOO! GO NOAH!" the Gophers erupted into cheers.
Confessional
"See? This is why I'm not into sports." Noah said, holding his still sore stomach. "Ugh, this is definitely going to bruise."
Static.
"I didn't know the Bookworm had it in him." Jo said with an approving nod.
"So it's agreed then – we're sure who we're voting for tonight?" Eva asked. B sighed before he nodded, then went on his way. Sadie nodded as well, but hung back.
"Eva – c-can I ask you something?" Sadie said.
"What do you want, Butterball?" Eva responded.
"You're so tough and strong. . ." Sadie said, her fingers linked behind her back as she studied her feet. "Can you teach me to be strong like you?"
Eva's eyes went wide in surprise. "Uh . . . sure."
"Really?!" Sadie asked in surprise. Then, she clapped her hands and threw her arms around Eva. "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!"
Eva was completely taken aback by the sudden gesture, and seemed to have been rendered speechless.
Sadie's eyes went wide and she gasped when she realized what she was doing, and backed off immediately. "Sorry! I'm so sorry. Like so so so sorry!"
Eva seemed to be recollecting her tough attitude. "Well. . . uh. . . don't ever do it again!"
"Okay, I'll never ever do it again!" Sadie promised.
"Well . . . good!" Eva said.
Confessional
"I definitely didn't enjoy that hug." Eva said, glaring at the camera. "And if anyone says I did – I'll rearrange their face."
"How are you feeling, Jo?" Zoey asked.
"I've been better, but I'll live." Jo answered. She was walking beside Owen, who had – like a gentleman - offered her his arm to steady herself if she needed it.
"And how's your ankle, Dawn?" Zoey asked as she helped the blonde make her way back to their cabin.
"It's fine, really." Dawn assured her teammate.
The group fell silent. After a few moments, Noah rolled his eyes and spoke up. "I'm fine too, thanks for asking."
"Good to know, hero boy." Jo retorted. "You're lucky you changed your mind and decided to get on the court, otherwise we'd be sending you home tonight."
"Oh wow, after winning the challenge for you, this is the thanks I get."
"Hey, you stepped up and saved yourself from elimination. No point in telling you that we weren't going to vote you off if you didn't step up, since we were." Jo said."Besides, you didn't win the challenge, you won one game for us."
"Remind me never to do it again, seeing how much appreciation I get."
"Yeah yeah, yeah. We appreciate you plenty for catching that ball." Jo said. "But up until that last match, you were useless. You deserved to be voted out."
"Gee, thanks."
"If Dawn hadn't warned you about the consequences of not playing, we'd be voting you out tonight – you realize that, right?" Trent asked in a low voice. He'd fallen back to walk beside Noah – behind the rest of the team.
"And your point is?" Noah asked suspiciously.
"You should do something nice in return."
"Like what?"
"I don't know – offer to carry her or something."
"Tell me you're not serious."
"You kind of owe her, dude."
"Yeah, but she's not MY responsibility."
"What are you two ladies whispering about back there?" Jo demanded, before grabbing Owen's arm to steady her balance.
Noah sighed in defeat. "Uh . . . Dawn, would you like me to carry you?"
"I'm fine, really." Dawn assured him, before contradicting herself with a wince.
"Come on Dawn, that's not true." Zoey protested, observing the blonde's wince.
"I don't want to be a bother. I'll be fine."
Jo rolled her eyes in irritation but made herself dizzy and had to grab Owen's arm again to avoid a faceplant. "Just shut up and do it."
"Ugh, fine." Noah conceded, walking over and picking Dawn up in his arms.
"You don't have to carry me. I'll be fine."
"Try telling them that." Noah commented, rolling his eyes.
"Oh look Duncan, you're too late. The cockroach queen's already chosen a mate." Heather sneered as she caught sight of the other team. "Congratulations on your marriage."
Noah regarded Dawn with wide eyes as he realized that he was carrying her in much the same way a groom carries his bride. He put her down as fast as he could.
"Why don't you give her a piggyback instead?" Zoey suggested.
"Why couldn't you have suggested that in the first place?" Noah asked in irritation as he turned his back to Dawn and leaned down so she could get on his back without hurting her ankle.
Confessional
"I have no problem thanking Dawn for her advice, but I'd rather keep as far from her as possible in future. I'm not saying I believe in all that hocus pocus stuff," Noah raised both hands and wiggled his fingers for effect. "But if I did, I'd say that Dawn was a witch. Either way, I'd rather stay as far from her as possible. Thanks for the help Trent, I really appreciate it, buddy."
"Well hello Princess, fancy seeing you here." Duncan said with a smirk, leaning up against the wall as the brunette stalked past him.
"What do you want?" she asked, halting for a moment to glare at him.
"That's a pretty harsh tone." He said. "What's the matter? Something on your mind? Like a guilty conscience?"
"What are you talking about?" she said, her glare darkening.
"And here I thought Princess was above theft."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Oh I'm sure you do." he said. "But I'll refresh your memory anyway: you stole my dodgeball strategy."
"I don't classify that as theft – I prefer to call it 'adaptation'."
"Oh, that's a good one. I'll have to remember that." he taunted her.
"What do you want?" she demanded once more. "Can't you go bother someone on your own team?"
"That hurts, Princess."
"And stop calling me Princess!"
"You know you like it."
"No, I don't, actually. But you wanna know what I would like? If you'd just get lost."
"Oh come on, we both know you don't mean that." he smirked. "We both know you dig me."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not!"
"Everyone knows you do. I know. Your teammates know. My teammates know. Even the other team knows! You're the only one who won't admit it."
"I. DO. NOT. LIKE. YOU."
"Alright, if you say so." he said, not convinced.
She rolled her eyes in irritation before trying to change the subject. "What did you do to that Harold guy? The one who slept on the steps?"
"He kept us up snoring, so we tossed him in the lake."
"That's not very nice." She said, before narrowing her eyes. "And who's we?"
"Gwen and I."
"Gwen – that goth girl, right?"
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy there, Princess?"
"No, of course not! Why would I be jealous? I can't stand you!"
"You seem to be doing a pretty good job of it right now."
"I'M NOT JEALOUS."
"Actually, I was referring to being able to stand me."
"Oh."
"You know, if you just admit that you like me, I might let you kiss me."
"As if. Gross! In your dreams! Why would I want to kiss you?!" Courtney snarled, outraged. "I'm done here."
Then, with her fists clenched in anger, she whirled around and stormed off into the night.
Confessional
"You know, that girl really creases me." Duncan said, before his frown turned into a half-smile. "I really dig that in a chick."
Static.
"Duncan and me? Right. As if. I'm so sure. Not in a million years. Puh-lease! When pigs fly." Courtney said.
"Yo. Are you still busy protesting in there or can someone else have a turn?" Leshawna's voice called from outside the confessional.
"Like I was saying: not gonna happen." Courtney finished.
"Bears, you're back to send someone else home tonight. I have eleven marshmallows. There are twelve of you. Tonight we will find out who you have chosen to take the walk of shame." Chris said. "Mike. B. Courtney. Bridgette."
The four teens caught their marshmallows.
"Izzy. Sadie. Scott."
The trio stood up to collect their marshmallows.
"Cameron, Lightning."
Sadie gasped as she realized that Eva was in the bottom two.
"And the final marshmallow of the night goes to. . ."
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
. . .
"Eva."
Sadie sighed in relief as Eva stepped forward to collect her marshmallow, and Courtney frowned.
"Sam, you're going home tonight." Chris said.
"At least I wasn't first!" Sam cheered. Then as he began his walk towards the dock of shame, he paused as he realized something. "Hey Chris, can I have my game back now?"
"Keep walking." Chef said, giving Sam a shove onto the boat.
"Sure!" Chris said. "Here you go!"
He tossed the game console to Sam, but purposely didn't throw it far enough and it splashed into the water by the boat. Sam cried out in horror, leaning over to scoop out his drowned game console. "Noooooo!"
"And that concludes another episode of Total Drama Island! What challenges still await these teens? Tune in next time to find out!"
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