Disclaimer – The rights of Total Drama and it's characters belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network and all associated with the show. No profit is being made from this fanfiction, I am simply being rewarded with the unbridled joy of writing.
Thank you to everybody who reviewed Chapter 4 of Total Drama: Back To The Basics. Every review really makes the world of difference for me, and I really am happy to hear the positive feedback you have for my writing!
That's all from me for now, now let's get on with the next chapter of Total Drama Back To The Basics.
Narrated by Chris
Last time on Total Drama: Back To The Basics, our remaining twenty-two campers got a little taste of what it's like to be famous, and finally got to walk a mile in my shoes! About time, right?
In the first part of the challenge, two competitors from each team got dolled up and took to a model catwalk in order to wow Chef Hatchet, special guest judge Sugar, and myself. While things got pretty heated in the department of Noah and Katie, Bridgette accidently gave her boyfriend Geoff a concussion, and he puked on the stage. And then Lindsay slipped in the puke. Disgusting, am I right? Boy, Bridgette is lucky if Geoff still wants to call her his girlfriend.
After Noah and Katie dominated in the first part of the challenge, they were given an advantage in the second round, in the form of a chunky pageant queen known as Sugar, who took a real shine to Owen. Remind me to censor out most of what she said to him for the replays. In the end, after a motivational speech from Beth, Sierra unleashed her inner crazy and took Team Warriors down, sending them straight to elimination.
While Noah was determined to out Izzy for her suspicious behaviour that day, Katie and Sadie thought differently and decided to vote for Owen, and alas, it was the lovable oaf's time to go, but not before getting a little sugar from Sugar.
This episode, the campers are going to attend a party that most of them probably didn't get an invitation to; the prom! Who will get the night of their dreams, and who's date will cheat on them in the back of a car? Stay tuned and find out on this episode of Total Drama: Back To The Basics!
(Theme song)
MacLean Spa Hotel – Team Incredible
Team Incredible were enjoying their second night at the MacLean Spa Hotel. Gwen, Trent, Tyler and DJ were walking back to the buffet table with a plate full of steaming hot breakfast. Lindsay was still in the shower after slipping in puke the day before, and Eva was nowhere to be seen.
"This is the life. After four seasons of eating Chef Hatchet's disgusting slop, I really could get used to living in this hotel every other challenge." Said Gwen.
"I agree. To Team Incredible, because we are truly incredible!" Said DJ, lifting his cup.
"To Team Incredible!" Chorused Gwen, Tyler and Trent, however, Tyler lifted his cup a little too vigorously, and his orange juice splashed onto the floor. This meant bad news for Gwen, who slipped in the orange juice, and her plate of food went flying.
"Gwen, are you okay?" Asked Trent, immediately helping her up.
"Oof…yeah, I'm okay. However, my breakfast is not." Groaned Gwen, walking up.
"Sorry, Gwen. You can probably go get some more breakfast is still open though." Said Tyler. The three men progressed to the table, while Gwen went back to the buffet. However, when she reached the doors, they were being guarded by the hotel butler.
"Excuse me? I need to get some more breakfast." Said Gwen.
"I am truly sorry madame, but the buffet is closed for this morning." Said the butler in an overly French accent.
"Are you kidding me? There are literally mountains of food in there. Surely you could spare just a tiny bit? I'm starving!" Gasped Gwen.
"No exceptions, madame. The leftover food is already being dumped into the ocean." Said the butler sternly.
"So much for solving world hunger, and more importantly, my hunger." Groaned Gwen, walking away.
When she arrived back at the buffet table empty-handed, DJ, Trent and Tyler looked concernedly at her.
"Buffet was closed. It's okay though, I'll starve to death in peace." Sighed Gwen. Trent looked down at his plate.
"Gwen, grab a plate. You can have half my eggs and half my toast if you want. Oh, and you can have my orange juice too. I haven't drunk from it yet." Said Trent.
"Wow, Trent, are you serious?" Asked Gwen.
"Dead serious." Said Trent, scooping half of his food onto Gwen's plate.
"Thank you so much, Trent. That's so…nice of you." Said Gwen, smiling. Trent smiled right back at her. However, the situation looked somewhat suspicious to DJ and Tyler.
"Dude, check those two out. Do you think they're into eachother again? I'm getting some serious vibes over here." Asked Tyler. DJ frowned.
"I don't think so. I was there when their relationship went bad. I think it just ended up terrible for both of them, and I don't think that either one of them wants to go down that road again." Commented DJ. However, at that moment, a horrid stench came into the area.
"Yuck! What is that smell?" Asked Trent.
"It smells like a skunk married then sprayed a garbage can in here." Coughed Gwen, covering her nose.
"Hi, guys. Do I still smell like vomit?" Asked Lindsay drearily, waltzing into the area. Most of the contestants hacked.
"Yeah, a little!" Cried Gwen.
"Are you serious? I took, like, five showers this morning! And five last night! How could I still smell like puke?" Cried Lindsay.
"Your stink is still here, but what's gone is my appetite. I'll see you all later." Coughed DJ, tipping the remainder of his breakfast into the bin before leaving the area.
Confessional:
Lindsay: Ooohhh...this vomit stench is really getting me down. A million dollars can't be worth this! Tyler wouldn't even kiss me yesterday because he got too queasy at the smell of me! If people won't kiss me, that means I'm not pretty! And if I'm not pretty, I'm…nothing! /sobs/
Tyler: Yeah, I love my Lindsay, I really do, and that's regardless of whether or not she smells like a skunk combined with Owen's farts, but I could smell her through the wall yesterday. And that's not just because of my super strong nostrils.
Gwen: The rest of the team seems to think that Trent and I are hooking up again. For the last time, no. Trent and I have been down this road before, and it ended horribly for both of us. Now, we're just friends and we're moving on.
Trent: Yeah, I don't know what people are thinking, thinking that Gwen and I are back together. We're clearly just friends! I mean, exes can be friends without being awkward, right? I mean, look at Owen and Izzy! Uh, but on second thought, they're probably not the best example…
DJ was walking through the halls of the Spa Hotel, when a door suddenly opened, and an arm dragged him into a room.
"Ahhh! Please, don't hurt me! I'll do whatever you want forever, please just don't hurt me!" Shrieked DJ, covering his hand with his eyes.
"DJ, it's just me!" Snapped Eva. DJ uncovered his arms.
"I stand corrected." He whimpered. Eva growled.
"Will you pull yourself together! I need to talk to you about something." Snapped Eva, shaking DJ by the shoulders, with much more force than she intended, and almost knocking DJ out.
"As much as I hate to admit this, I can't win this game by myself. I tried to in the first season, and look where it got me. So, I need an ally." Said Eva, grinning. DJ's eyes widened.
"Oh…are you suggesting that we…?"
"Think about it, DJ. You and I are the strongest members of the team. If we joined forces, we would be unstoppable."
"Uh-uh. No way. I've seen my fair share of alliances in this game, and they never work out. Someone always ends up backstabbing the other. I vowed to myself, and my momma, that after my illegal alliance with Chef, I would never join another self-serving alliance for the rest of my life." Said DJ.
"Cut the crap, DJ. I'm not interested in all that backstabbing nonsense. I just want security, and I think that you want it too. I'm not going to go out of my way to throw people under a bus." Snapped Eva.
"Really? How can I trust you?" Asked DJ tentatively.
"Just think about my offer. That's all I ask. Now I suggest you get out of my room because I'm about to start changing and the last guy who accidently walked in on me changing ended up in hospital for three weeks." Threatened Eva. Without another word, DJ scurried out of Eva's room.
Confessional:
Eva: I only competed in four episodes of Season One, but now we're on Episode Five, and I'm still going strong. I just need back-up so that I can continue to go far and eventually get the prize that I deserve. Oh, and I didn't mean to put my dad in the hospital, he just surprised me when he walked in on me. Jeez, who knew that you could actually throw people through walls?
DJ: Eva's right, even though alliances are sketchy and full of betrayal, people do often go further with an ally. But how do I know that I can trust her? One things for sure, and that's that I'm one-hundred percent terrified of her.
Cabin Four – Geoff, Justin, Noah, Harold
As the males of cabin four were woken up by Chris' routine blast of an air horn. All four of them moaned.
"Mommy? But I don't want to eat the lamb stew if it has choo-choo trains in it…" Mumbled Harold. Geoff gave a great yawn, then jumped down from his bunk, where he became face to face with a scabby, swollen Justin. Geoff screamed and jumped backwards.
"Woah, dude! I don't have any cash! Oh, it's just you, Justin. I thought you were trying to mug me." Cried Geoff.
"We are surrounded by an ocean and miles away from civilisation. I'm sure if someone eventually found us, the last thing they would think was 'let's mug the blonde surfer'." Groaned Noah.
"Woah, someone's a bit bitter this morning." Noted Geoff.
"Have you met me? That's always." Said Noah, but Justin gave a sigh.
"My face! My once gorgeous face, ravaged by blisters and scabs. I can't ever show my face in the modelling industry again. I shouldn't have voted off Alejandro." Groaned Justin. However, just then, Noah screamed loudly, and pointed out the window, where Izzy had her face pushed against the window, peering inside.
"What?" Cried Harold.
"Oh, it's just Izzy being herself." Scoffed Noah. Izzy glared at Noah, gave him an 'I'm watching you' symbol, and left.
Confessional:
Izzy: Owen and I voted for Sadie last night, so obviously Noah convinced Katie and Sadie to vote for Owen! How else would he have gone home? Obviously Noah caused the whole thing! And what's even worse is that he pretended to be Owen's friend too.
As the remaining twenty-one campers filed into the Mess Hall, Chris waltzed into the hall wearing a blue suit and red tie, similar to the one he wore at the elimination ceremonies in Season Two, except with more sparkles. Most of the contestants stifled laughs.
"Good morning, campers! Today, something verrrrry exciting is going to happen to each and every one of you!" Said Chris.
"What, you found a time portal back to the seventies and you're taking us all back with you?" Scoffed Duncan.
"I would love to see Chris in his teenage years." Snickered Gwen.
"Hey! That would make me, like, sixty!" Protested Chris.
"Your point being?" Laughed LeShawna. Chris growled, then resumed his host-ly stature.
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, tonight contestants, you are all being invited to an event which I'm quite sure none of you were invited to in the past…the prom!" Announced Chris. This was met with mixed responses from all the campers.
"The prom! Oh yeah! I love the prom! It's like one big party with all your closest friends and it's all romantic and stuff! Oh man, Bridge, do you remember at my prom, when my friend tipped the punch bowl over that one guy's face?" Laughed Geoff.
"It's true! Geoff has this friend named Brody, and they are almost identical in personality! But when Brody didn't get a date for prom, he took Geoff and I…" Laughed Bridgette.
Confessional:
Bridgette: /her hands clasped together/ Geoff and I took eachother to our proms. We were super lucky, because we got to experience the most romantic night of our lives, twice! So the way I see it, a third prom is nothing short of miraculous.
Gwen: I am so not trying to sound like a stereotypical goth girl here, but my prom kinda sucked. I took Duncan while we were still dating, and all he did was spike the punch, get half the kids at my school drunk and caused some sort of a riot which put one of the teachers in hospital. Still, to his credit, it got me out of math class for a few weeks.
Beth: Oh goody, the prom! My prom was so exciting, because I got to walk into that hall, in front of all the popular girls who called me 'metal mouth' or 'lisping dweeb', with the most attractive guy on the room on my arm, my Brady bunch! But then, most of them accused me of hiring an actor to play my boyfriend. Which is SO not true!
"Alright contestants, so here is how our prom-themed challenge is going to work. Each team is going to be split into three pairs, or 'dates'." This was met with a cry from Sierra.
"I choose Cody! I am going to the prom with Cody! I called dibs, all of you, back off!" Shrieked Sierra, grabbing Cody with one hand, and pointing at Courtney and Beth menacingly with the other.
"Nice try, Sierra, but unfortunately for you, I'll be picking the pairs." Said Chris sadistically. Sierra clutched Chris's shirt.
"Please! Please, just pair me with Cody! Going to the prom with Cody is everything I've ever wanted since I first saw him on my television screen! Look, I'll even kiss your shoe!" Cried Sierra, who began kissing Chris' feet. Chris, disgusted, kicked Sierra away.
"Here is how the challenge is going to work. The challenge is being broken into three rounds. The first round will require you to dress to your best and try and impress Chef Hatchet and I. Now here's the kicker, once you're all dressed up to perfection, you have to KISS your partner, on the lips, or no dice!" Announced Chris. This only seemed to fuel Sierra's insistence that Chris pair her with Cody.
"We have to kiss them? No way. I am not kissing either one of these losers." Snapped Courtney, gesturing to Cody, Harold and Duncan.
"You will do whatever I tell you to, Courtney, or it's an instant Dock of Shame for you." Grinned Chris evilly, Courtney groaned.
"The pair from each team that I deem the least impressive in terms of appearance and chemistry will be cut from the competition. The remaining two pairs from each team will progress to round two, or as I like to call it, 'The Red Carpet of Rejection'!"
"Let me guess, it's got Cody and Sierra's faces plastered all over it?" Laughed Duncan, before Sierra pushed him off his seat.
"Close, but no Duncan. The male in the pair will have to carry their lady down the red carpet, then pose for a romantic photo with Chef Hatchet. Again, the pair that comes off short from each team will be cut from the challenge, leaving only one pair from each team." Announced Chris.
"During the final part of the challenge, the remaining pair from each team will engage in a slow dance, which must be done to perfection. Chef and I will be analysing every detail. The three teams which we deem the best will be safe from elimination, while the team who just can't pretend to like eachother will go to elimination." Said Chris.
"This challenge doesn't sound too difficult. I mean, dressing up, kissing, taking a photo and dancing. How hard could it be?" Asked Gwen.
"I'm so glad that you said that, Gwen. Today, there will be an extra incentive to win the challenge! Not only will the winning team spend the night in the Spa Hotel, but they will also get to spend a night with their family." Announced Chris. Most of the contestants gasped.
"Our family? Oh! I so hope we win! I miss my mom so much." Said Bridgette.
"Me too, sister." Agreed DJ.
"Alright, now I'm going to begin the process of breaking your team into three pairs." Announced Chris.
"Um, Chris? Our team only has four members. How are we going to have three pairs?" Asked Sadie.
"That's a very good question, Sadie. Obviously, some of the teams are skewed in terms of size and gender. To rectify this, we've drafted in some of the most famous ex-contestants from the show's past to fill the voids." Said Chris. Everybody gasped.
"Please do not tell me it's that lame-o Jo again. That girl smelt like sweat and lotion." Snapped Heather.
"Or that weirdo with the multiple personalities." Said Justin.
"Better! He was the runner-up of Total Drama: Revenge of the Island, he only talks in third person and once ate a raw fish, please give a warm sha-welcome to…Lightning!" Announced Chris, and the door suddenly broke right off it's hinges, and a tall guy wearing a football jersey and with white hair burst in.
"Sha-boom! Total Drama, Lightning has returned for another chance at the money!" Cheered Lightning.
"Uh, Lightning? You're only here to guest star. There's no money for you." Said Chris. Lightning's jaw dropped open.
"Say what? Then why am I back here?" Cried Lightning.
"Because I told you so, and you have a contract." Announced Chris wickedly. Lightning groaned.
"Now onto our next suitor! He's a farm boy with little to no experience around girls, and must have a very hard time finding overalls that fit, give a warm welcome to…Rodney!" Announced Chris.
"Uh…hey Chris. Glad to be back." Said Rodney tentatively. Chris grinned.
"And now, our final ex-victim—er, competitor. He is known for being the worst super villain of all time, he is the only person I've eliminated out of pure annoyance, and, fun little fact for whoever gets him as a date, he's also the shortest contestant in history to compete on Total Drama. Please give an evil welcome to…Max!" Announced Chris.
At that moment, Chef marched into the kitchen, carrying a small guy at least half of most of the other contestant's height, with a purple buzz-cut and a grey suit.
"Unhand me, peasant! Evil is not carried anywhere!" Demanded Max. Chef shrugged and dropped Max on the floor.
"Ouch! Mommy, I got a splinter!" Whined Max
"So Rodney, Lightning and Max are here to fill the vacancies when needed. So let's get sorting!" Announced Chris.
Confessional:
Lightning: The Lightning is back! And now that that backstabbing Jo is gone, he will claim the money for himself! Sha-bam! /whispering off-screen/ What? I don't get any money? Sha-darn!
Max: Chris MacLean will pay for thinking he can use evil to his advantage whenever he wishes! But no, Chris, the joke is on you, for evil uses you whenever I wish! Mwahahahaha-woah! /accidently falls in the toilet/
"Now, there are three girls, but only one Noah. I bet this is the first time you've had any girls fighting over you, Noah." Smirked Chris. Noah rolled his eyes.
"Anyways, I think I'll pair Noah with…Katie." Said Chris. Noah and Katie both tried to remain neutral but they were both happy on the inside.
"As for Sadie, you're going to get one of our special guests as your date. I think it would be most entertaining to see you with…Lightning!" Announced Chris. Lightning rushed up to Sadie, while Sadie looked less than impressed.
"You are a very lucky woman! Not every girl gets to go on a date with the Lightning!" Announced Lightning, kissing his biceps arrogantly.
"If you're lucky, maybe I'll even show you a good time after the chall—" Lightning was cut off after Sadie snapped his lips shut.
"Your arms will be the only thing you're kissing tonight!" Snapped Sadie.
"As for Izzy, we think that since both you and Rodney are red-heads and are, I don't know, insane, it might be amusing to see the both of you together." Said Chris.
"Hey! Nice to meet you, partner!" Said Izzy. However, this only seemed to trigger Rodney's inner affections, as he quickly began to imagine love hearts surrounding Izzy's face.
"Huh…heheh…" Mumbled Rodney incoherently.
"Anyways, that's Team Warriors. Noah and Katie, Sadie and Lightning, and Izzy and Rodney. Let's get on with the next team."
Confessional:
Katie: Noah and I, like, kicked butt together during the last challenge, so who says that we can't win this one for our team! Besides, he is, like, super cute. I would totally take him to prom in real life.
Sadie: Umm…so my date is Lightning. I've always imagined taking the quarterback to the prom, but I didn't anticipate the quarterback being, like, a jerk!
Rodney: /cheers/ Izzy and I are so into each-other! She, like, said hello to me when we first met, that is a sure sign that we're just meant to be! Ooh, maybe if I'm lucky my pa will let us have our wedding in the barnhouse…
"Alright, next up is Team Lovebirds. Now, there are obviously three girls and two guys. So I'm putting Justin with Heather, and Geoff with Bridgette." Said Chris. Justin gasped, while Bridgette and Geoff gasped.
"Can I have literally anybody else?" Asked Justin, but he looked over at Heather, who grinned maliciously at him, and made a cut-throat symbol. Meanwhile, Geoff and Bridgette were celebrating.
"This, must, be like a dream! My babe and I get to attend the most fun party of the year, for a third time! Woooooo-hooooooo!" Cheered Geoff, his cheer almost being loud enough to shatter all the glass in the room. LeShawna's eyes widenened.
"Wait. That means that my date is…" LeShawna gasped, and she looked over at Max, who pulled a large piece of fluff from his belly button.
"That thing is my date to the prom?!" Asked LeShawna, thoroughly shocked.
"Prom? What a ridiculous notion. Evil does not attend prom." Snapped Max.
"Well a pair of tough nipples at you, Max, because you are required by law to participate in this challenge." Said Chris, holding up Max's paper.
"Absolute nonsense! I am a super villain master mind, I do not go signing meaningless pieces of paper willy-nilly!" Snapped Max, snatching the paper away from Chris.
"Read the highlighted section out loud, please." Snickered Chris.
"Contestants not competing in a season are contractually obligated to return whenever the host desires, whether it be to demonstrate or participate in a challenge. Well, poop." Sighed Max.
"Anyways, that is that. Heather and Justin, Bridgette and Geoff, and LeShawna and Max."
Confessional:
Heather: Oh, I am going to make Justin feel the hurt in this challenge. He is going to regret the day that he met me! /laughs wickedly, but LeShawna interrupts from outside by yelling "yo, we all do!"/ Ugh! Shut up, LeShawna!
LeShawna: That thing is my date? I swear to the Lord almighty, Chris deliberately goes out of his way to make things as difficult as possible for us.
Chris: Of course I do, LeShawna! It's part of my job, you see. /grins/
"Now, the remaining two teams, Team Incredible and Team Cody, are equal in both team and gender. That just makes my job a whole lot easier. Anyways, from Team Incredible, I've decided to pair DJ with Eva." Said Chris.
"Wait. What?!" Cried DJ.
"Why, is that a problem?" Threatened Eva.
"Nope! No problem at all!" Said DJ quickly.
"And now to shake things up, I've decided to split up lovebirds Lindsay and Tyler for now. I've decided to put Lindsay with Trent, and Tyler with Gwen." Said Chris. All four of them were crestfallen by the news.
"Are you kidding me? I don't even get to go to the prom with my girlfriend?" Asked Tyler in disbelief.
"Didn't you two go to your real proms together though?" Asked Gwen.
"I didn't go to my prom because I was in hospital from a sewing acci—er, hockey accident." Said Tyler.
"A hockey accident? You never told me about that! Did this happen around the same time they put you in hospital for sewing your fingers together when we took that sewing class?" Asked Lindsay. Tyler blushed, and Gwen, Eva and Trent laughed.
"Anyways, as for Team Cody, I've decided for old time's sake, let's pair together…Duncan and Courtney." This was met with gasps from both of them.
"No! Absolutely not! Under no circumstances will I attend prom with that ogre!" Snapped Courtney.
"No arguments here, I'm not going anywhere with Princess!" Retorted Duncan.
"It would be an insult to the whole idea of a prom! You're meant to go with someone you love, not somebody who you would willingly throw under a moving steamroller!" Snapped Courtney.
"You know what Courtney? It would be an insult to reality television to pair you with anybody else. Stop complaining. Anyways, I have decided to pair Sierra with…" Chris paused for dramatic effect.
"Yes?" Cried Sierra gleefully.
"Harold!" Announced Chris. Sierra's eyes widened and she dropped to her knees.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She shrieked, loud enough for most of the contestants to cover their ears.
"Man, that girl has a set of healthy lungs." Exclaimed LeShawna.
"Oh, yes, Sierra. You are with Harold, and by default, Cody is with Beth." Announced Chris.
"Beth! Switch with me, please! I'll give you everything I own! I'll give you my house, my car, my parents, the passwords for my hundreds of Total Drama blogs! Just FYI, they're all 'Cody'" Begged Sierra.
"No, switch places with me, Beth! I don't want to go to prom with that ogre!" Snapped Courtney. Chris blew an airhorn to break up the yelling.
"That's enough! No switching whatsoever. Once I say the pairs, they are drawn in the sand." Chris turned to the camera.
"Alright, to recap, our pairs are:
Noah and Katie,
Lightning and Sadie,
Rodney and Izzy,
Justin and Heather,
Geoff and Bridgette,
Max and LeShawna,
DJ and Eva,
Trent and Lindsay,
Tyler and Gwen,
Duncan and Courtney,
Harold and Sierra,
Cody and Beth!" Announced Chris.
Confessional:
Courtney: I can't believe Chris paired me with that monster! I just know Duncan is going to ruin everything for us, just like he did with the last two challenges. Oh, and his table manners and etiquette are appalling, and don't even get me started on his breath, and his sense of fashion looks like that of a sociopathic drag queen, and /battery begins to run low/
Cody: I have to say this, I'm a little more than relieved not to be with Sierra. I mean, she's all over me, all the time! And if we went to the prom together it would only make things worse! I ended up telling her that my school didn't have a prom, and I made an excuse not to go to hers, and she made a life-size doll of me and brought it to her prom!
Sierra: /on the ground sobbing/
Team Warriors Trailer – Izzy, Noah, Katie, Sadie, Lightning, Rodney
"Make way, short people! Lightning needs to find a suit that makes his muscles sha-pop!" Announced Lightning, shoving Katie out of the way of the closet and digging through the closet.
"Wow, I feel sorry for Sadie, being stuck with that tool." Grumbled Katie, walking over to Noah.
"Tell me about. Not even the jocks at my school are that dense. Maybe just as self-obsessed but not that dense. I think that he might be the one person on the island Lindsay could beat in an IQ test." Said Noah. Katie began to laugh, and touched Noah's arm lightly.
Meanwhile, Sadie was putting on makeup, when Lightning rushed over to her, holding a skimpy red dress.
"Hey, Sally!"
"My name is Sadie." Scoffed Sadie.
"Whatever. Here's your dress." Said Lightning, laying it down in front of Sadie, who eyed it suspiciously.
"Uh, I don't know, it may be a few sizes too small for me. I'm a little more big-boned than the average girl." Said Sadie tentatively. Lightning laughed rudely.
"Big-boned? Girl, you ain't got no big-bones. Lightning is big boned, you're just chubby. Lightning isn't going to no prom with a chubster, so suck it in and get into that dress." Said Lightning. Sadie's eyes widened and she looked as if she was about to explode. However, another hand slapped Lightning in the face.
"Ow!" Cried Lightning, falling to the ground.
"Don't you ever talk to her like that again, you meatheaded jock! You are lucky to be, like, going to the prom with a fabulous girl like Sadie!" Snapped Katie. Sadie cooed.
"Aww, Katie! You are so sweet! Any guy would be, like, lucky to go to the prom with you too!" Cooed Sadie.
"Aw, you're just saying that!"
"No, I really, like, mean it!"
"Damn, girl, your hands are strong. Who's your personal trainer—ack!" Katie promptly shoved Lightning to the ground again, who groaned.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the trailer, Rodney had managed to squeeze into a suit, but was sweating intensely over his nerves of his new found 'relationship' with Izzy. Noah soon noticed the smell.
"Dude, what smells rank?" Cried Noah. Rodney, embarrassed, covered his pits.
Confessional:
Rodney: Izzy and I are, like, made for each-other. Sure, we've only exchanged a few words, but when it's meant to be, you just know it. I have to make a move on her! But I also have to be considerate of all my ex-girlfriends, Jasmine, Scarlett, Amy, Samey, Ella, Felicia, Grace, Sienna, Molly, Isabella, LaTisha, Edith, Rachel, Montana, the other Molly…/camera beeps and runs out of battery/
Team Lovebirds Trailer – LeShawna, Heather, Geoff, Bridgette, Justin, Max
The festivities of Team Lovebird's trailer were almost ear-splitting. Geoff was so excited about the prospect of taking Bridgette to prom for the third time.
"Ugh! Okay, we get it! You and Surfer Girl are soooooo excited. Could you, I don't know, be excited at a lower volume?" Snapped Heather. LeShawna slapped Heather's makeup brush out of her hand.
"Would you sit down, you toothpick. Just let them be happy for one another. I bet you're just bitter because you never got to take your hubby to your prom." Smirked LeShawna.
"Why do you think that?"
"At the time of your actual prom, Alejandro was in a robot suit! And now, he's gone so you can't take him to this prom either." Said LeShawna. Heather seethed.
"I know, and I know exactly who to blame for this. Alejandro and I would have been the best prom king and queen." Seethed Heather, looking Justin's way.
"Hmph! In my opinion, the promenade is an absurd concept. Evil does not dance. Evil is the one to strike terror into the hearts of all the innocent school-children attending the prom! Mwahahahaah-oof!" Max yelped, as LeShawna shoved him off his chair.
"Would you give it a rest with all this 'evil' nonsense? You are about as threatening as a kitty cat, and I am not about to go to prom with a purple-haired dwarf with a big ego." Snapped LeShawna.
"Hmph! You have a temper reminiscent of Scarlett's." Noted Max.
"Who, that crazy red-head who threatened to blow up the island if Chris didn't give her the money?"
"Precisely."
Confessional:
LeShawna: I don't know how that little garden gnome is going to carry me down a red carpet. Chris really loves to deal it out, doesn't he?
Team Incredible Trailer – DJ, Trent, Tyler, Lindsay, Gwen, Eva.
Meanwhile, the members of Team Incredible were at a loss of where to begin.
"A dress? No way! I am not wearing some stupid, fu-fu little dress. Prom is so stupid to begin with!" Snapped Eva.
"Just do it, Eva. Chris said we lose the challenge if we don't." Sighed Gwen.
"Fine. But don't expect me to do it with a smile." Sighed Eva. She began to root through the closet, and pulled out a bright fluoro -orange and pink dress, which made most of the other contestants grimace.
"How's this? I like it's colours." Said Eva. Lindsay rushed up to her.
"No, no, no! Not even the saddest of sad clowns should wear this! This…this is a monstrosity to fashion!" Cried Lindsay.
"Really? I don't have much of a fashion sense." Said Eva, rubbing the back of her head.
"You don't say." Sighed Gwen. Tyler noticed that Gwen seemed slightly under the weather.
"Hey, Gwen, are you okay? You've been moping around ever since Chris announced the challenge." Said Tyler.
"Let's just hope you don't trip down the red carpet and break my arm or something, okay?" Sighed Gwen, and she walked away. Tyler was at a loss, when he looked over at Lindsay and Trent.
"Ooh! I just think this suit would look so good on you, Tyler!" Cried Lindsay. Trent was confused.
"Did you just call me Tyler?" Asked Trent anxiously.
"Uh…Brent! I meant Brent!" Giggled Lindsay innocently. The real Tyler frowned.
Confessional:
Gwen: I don't know, Tyler just wouldn't have been my first pick for this challenge. Or even my second. I've already been type-casted in the role of boyfriend stealer before and it wasn't fun. That must be it.
Lindsay: Of course I remembered Tyler's—uh, I meant, Trent's—oh darn, I mean Brent's name! I don't know if anybody's realised this, but sometimes I'm just not the best with names!
DJ: I'm more than a little nervous about going to the prom with Eva. I'm breaking out in hives! I went to my prom with a sweet local girl who didn't whip me around like a rag doll. Thanks a lot, Jacinta.
Tyler: /shrugs/ I'm not too worried about Lindsay going to the prom with another dude. I mean, as long as she doesn't forget who I am or something…oh crap, maybe I should be worried.
Team Cody Trailer – Duncan, Courtney, Beth, Harold, Cody, Sierra.
"Cody, this is a nightmare! We have to do something before we lose the challenge!" Whispered Beth desperately to Cody.
"I agree, but what? Neither of them are even willing to co-operate a little!" Sighed Cody. He gestured to his left, where Duncan and Courtney were remaining put, arms crossed and refusing to even look at one another. On the other hand, Harold was desperately trying to convince Sierra that 'he could be just like Cody', while Sierra was adamantly refusing.
"Okay, you take Sierra and Harold, and I'll take Courtney and Duncan." Said Beth, and the two split ways.
"Come on, Sierra! I can be just like Cody!" Complained Harold.
"Nope! The only thing I'm taking to the prom is my Cody-kins! Or, a life-size blow-up doll of him." Snapped Sierra.
"Hey, Sierra…" Chuckled Cody, nervously as he approached the two. Sierra shoved Harold out of the way and grabbed Cody.
"Oh Cody! Please tell me Chris agreed for us to be partners! I know you must have fought adamantly!" Cried Sierra.
"Uh…yeah, sure. But he still wouldn't budge!" Cried Cody.
"Noooo! Why would he do this to me? That's it, the second I get home, I am ripping out my mom's Chris MacLean shrine!" Whined Sierra.
"But, Chris did say that if you took Harold to the prom, he would…" Cody gulped, "organise a real prom for us to go to!" Said Cody. Sierra's eyes widened.
"EeeeeeEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEeeeeeeeEEEEeeeee! I finally get to go to the prom with my Cody-kins! Ahhhhhh! I've been dreaming of this day for so many years!" Shrieked Sierra, clutching Cody hardly.
"Ack—but remember, this is only if you take Harold to the prom first!" Wheezed Cody.
Meanwhile, Beth had a slightly different approach to dealing with Duncan and Courtney.
"Hey, guys—" Beth begun but she was cut off by Courtney.
"Save it. Nothing you can say will make me go to the prom with him." Snapped Courtney.
"Amen to that." Agreed Duncan.
"Look, I could go on a whole story about how we'll lose the challenge and we'll all vote you off, but let's face it, that isn't going to work." Said Beth.
"True that, get going." Snapped Duncan.
"So I'll have to do something else. Courtney, when you're campaigning for something in the future, what if your opposition pulls out a video of you deliberately losing a challenge? That would be pretty lame, and to let something like a kiss get in the way? I thought you were all about the win!" Exclaimed Beth.
"I am, but—"
"And Duncan! Aren't you a gold medallist in the, what do you call it, babe Olympics? It would not be worthy of a champion to admit defeat. Your very reputation depends on this!" Cried Beth. Duncan pondered this for a moment.
"Get moving! Find a suit that doesn't make my fashion sense barf, we're already behind!" Snapped Courtney, and Duncan and Courtney began to get ready. Beth smiled at Cody, who gave her a thumbs up.
Confessional:
Beth: My mom says I should be a motivational speaker when I grow up. I was so excited that I told all the girls at my school about it, but they said even if I was a motivational speaker, no-one would understand me because of my lisp. But the joke's on them, because Beth is turning this team around! /gasps/ Oh no, I've gone all third-person, like Lightning!
Cody: /rubs his neck/ In retrospect, promising Sierra a fake-prom was probably a bad idea on my part. At least it got her to participate in the challenge, but my problems will only multiply when she finds out there is no fake-prom. /sighs/
At the stage, Chef Hatchet and Chris were sitting in the audience, awaiting the contestants.
"Welcome back to Total Drama: Back To The Basics. At this moment, our twelve pairs of contestants are backstage, eagerly awaiting to lay one on eachother! In this round of the challenge, they will come on stage, and then have to kiss." Said Chris.
"Chef Hatchet and I will judge them on chemistry and appearance. The least impressive pair from each team will be cut at the end of this round." Said Chris.
"Now that we're familiarised with the rules, lets get started. From Team Warriors, please give a warm welcome to…Noah and Katie!" Announced Chris. Noah and Katie stepped on stage. Noah's hair was slicked back and he was wearing a nice looking suit. Meanwhile, Katie had dressed very similarly to how she had dressed in the last challenge.
"Wow, Noah and Katie, you guys look like…an actual couple!" Said Chris.
"I don't know how to respond to that." Said Noah.
"Anyways, I can tell you're both dying to do this, and I won't hold you back any longer. Get in there, kiddos!" Announced Chris. Noah and Katie turned to face eachother. Katie smiled anxiously at Noah, and Noah smiled ever so slightly back at Katie. The two teens leaned forward ever so slightly, and their lips touched. Most of the contestants backstage cooed.
"Awwww! Look at them, they are so adorable!" Cooed Lindsay, as Sadie wiped a tear from her eye.
"I have to admit, when I first met him I thought that Noah would never man up enough to get a girl, but look at him now!" Chuckled Trent.
Noah and Katie's lips parted, and the two smiled.
Confessional:
Katie: Okay, that was so…
Noah: …good! Her lips were so…
Katie: …soft, and they tasted just like…
Noah: …strawberry, and I loved the way her…
Katie: …smiled at me just as we were about to kiss and…
Noah: ….and her hair was draped gracefully around her shoulders…
Katie: /swoons/
Noah: /swoons/
"Well, that was mushy and adorable! But now I regret pairing the two of you, because I was meant to make it hard, not pleasurable. But nonetheless, Noah and Katie, you've both performed quite well! Thank you for your time." Most of the contestants clapped from backstage and Noah and Katie climbed down the stairs.
"Next up, we have Izzy and Rodney. Take the stage, you red-headed weirdos!" Announced Chris. Rodney stepped onto the stage wearing a suit that was very snug on him, but nonetheless, he had cleaned himself up nicely. Izzy, on the other hand, was wearing a very flashy and eccentric dress covered in beads and glitter, and was so long that it draped a few feet behind her.
"Izzy, Rodney, what happened? Izzy you look like a half-genie, half-kindergartener, and Rodney, don't you think you might have fared in a slightly larger suit?" Asked Chris.
"This was the largest suit they had." Mumbled Rodney sheepishly.
"Nonetheless, get in there." Rodney began to sweat intensely as Izzy turned to face him. His palms were immediately slick and beads of sweat began to roll down his face. He put his hands on Izzy's shoulders, which were promptly stained with his hand-sweat, and leaned in ever so slightly, but stopped halfway through.
"Uh, is Rodney having a stroke?" Asked Chris.
"Nope, he's fine!" Said Izzy quickly, and she leant in and gave Rodney a quick peck on the lips.
"Hehehe..." Mumbled Rodney, and he fainted dead on the floor. Izzy chuckled nervously.
"Well. That was a little…underwhelming. Can someone make sure Rodney isn't dead, and let's move on to the next pair!" Announced Chris. As Izzy dragged Rodney off the stage by his foot, Lightning and Sadie stepped onto the stage. Lightning was dressed in a snazzy tuxedo, while Sadie had slipped into a plus-sized black dress, and had her hair down to her shoulders.
"Lightning, Sadie, both of you look nice. Pucker up!" Said Chris. Lightning turned to Sadie.
"You're about to get something real special, Sally. You're gonna get some thunder…and then some Lightning!" Announced Lightning, closing his eyes and leaning into Sadie. However, he was only met by a slap in the face.
"Sorry, I can't do it! I can't kiss this jerk!" Cried Sadie.
"Sadie! You're meant to kiss your partner, not abuse him!" Cried Chris. Sadie shrugged.
Confessional:
Lightning: Hmph! That Sally doesn't know what she is missing. There were girls lining up to take Lightning to his prom. The line was so long, it went all the way to…uh…Australia! That's where the Eiffel Tower is, right?
"Well, in the space of five minutes, one guy fainted and another got slapped. Never has the saying 'Total Drama' been more apt. Anyways, moving on, and let's get on with Team Incredible!" Announced Chris.
"From Team Incredible, we will be seeing Geoff and Bridgette, Heather and Justin, and LeShawna and Max. Now let's get started with everybody's favourite surfers, Geoff and Bridgette!" Announced Chris.
Geoff ran onto stage, holding Bridgette's hand. The two of them were wearing similar outfits that they had worn during the Telethon in Season Three.
"Geoff, Bridgette, both of you clean up nice. Get to the lip-locking, please." Said Chris. Geoff and Bridgette didn't need to be asked twice, and they immediately began with one of their trademark smooch-sessions.
"Uh, Geoff? Bridgette? It only has to be a little kiss, not a full on smooch." Announced Chris, but Geoff and Bridgette could not hear him for their lives. After a while, Geoff and Bridgette finally broke apart, and Bridgette's lipstick was smudged and stained all over Geoff's mouth.
"Yick! That is not what you want to see on the prom night. Both of you have disappointed me. Get off my stage, you and your dang hormones." Snapped Chris. Geoff and Bridgette shrugged, and walked off the stage.
Confessional:
Bridgette: /shrugs/ I don't care what Chris says. Geoff and I have been together for three years, and that frivolous little man, who, by the way, is almost forty and single, can't tell me how to do a relationship.
"Alright, let's good some good-looking people out here. Heather, Justin come on out—ahhh!" Shrieked Chris, jumping into Chef Hatchet's arm as Heather and Justin came out onto the stage. Justin's face was still heavily scabbed and he covered his face dramatically.
"Please, don't subject me to this humiliation! The world doesn't need to see the hideous-ness that is my once-gorgeous face!" Moaned Justin.
"Buck up! I am not about to lose this challenge because baby has a few ouchies." Snapped Heather, and she yanked Justin onto the stage by his arm.
"Honestly, I chose this pairing with the idea that Justin would divert all the attention away from Heather and get Heather to throw a tantrum, but I don't think that's what's happening here." Shivered Chris.
"Let's just get this over with already." Sighed Justin. Heather grabbed him by the shoulders, and kissed him roughly, breaking apart after a few seconds. Justin grabbed his lips, as Heather grinned wickedly at him.
"Well. I'm not gonna lie, I sensed some serious tension there, but not the good kind. Thank you, Heather and Justin. You are dismissed." Said Chris, as Heather and Justin stepped down the stairs.
Confessional:
Heather: /grins wickedly/ That little kiss was a little sign to Justin of what's coming next. I know how to make a guy hurt when kissing. I've had lots of practice. Oh, but his teeny, tiny little brain might not be able to pick up on it.
Justin: /looking in a mirror, rubbing his lips/ Wow, that girl knows how to kiss. My lips are blowing up like an inner tube!
"And now, the final pair for Team Lovebirds, and the one I've been looking forward to all night, give a warm welcome to Max and LeShawna!" Announced Chris. LeShawna stepped onto stage glamorously, but Max was not with her.
"Uh, LeShawna? You seem to be missing a kissing buddy!" Cried Chris.
"I refuse to belittle myself on international television! This absurd notion of promenade is absolutely outrageous—wah!" Cried Max, as LeShawna dragged him onto the stage by the arm. Max was wearing a very small suit.
"Wow, Max, you look good in a tux! Why don't you tell us all where you got such a snazzy suit?" Asked Chris eagerly.
"Hmph! Evil does not disclose such trivial details—" Began Max.
"He got it at the toddler section of the store." Giggled LeShawna, attempting to stifle a laugh but blatantly failing. Most of the contestants burst out laughing while Max crossed his arm in a huff.
"Hoo! Okay, I'm all laughed out. Get on with the kissing!" Announced Chris, wiping a tear from his eye. LeShawna turned to face Max.
"Why would I ever consider engaging in osculation with a woman who continually tries to control evil and—" But Max was cut off when LeShawna grabbed him by the shoulders, lifted him about a foot in the air, and kissed him for about one second before dropping him back on the floor. Most of the contestants cheered, but Harold seethed in jealousy.
"Maybe I should dye my hair purple…" Wondered Harold, attracting an amused glare from Noah.
"Your lips taste like cherries. Evil cherries." Noted Max.
"Fruit does not have personality!"
"It does if you genetically engineer it to do so! I had some remarkable success in that field until—"
"No-one cares, Max. Moving on!" Announced Chris, and LeShawna and Max stepped off the stage.
"Alright, next up is Team Incredible, and first we'll be hearing from…DJ and Eva!" Announced Chris. DJ and Eva stepped onto the stage, DJ wearing a suit which fit nicely on his broad shoulders and Eva wearing a slender black dress which suited her quite well. However, Eva was none too happy with her outfit.
"I look ridiculous."
"No you don't, I think you look pretty." Said DJ.
"Keep it in your pants, Romeo. We have a challenge to win." Snapped Eva.
"That you do, Eva. Proceed with the kissing!" Announced Chris. Eva and DJ turned to face eachother, and began to lock lips. However, mid-way through the kiss, DJ began screaming in agony, and broke apart from Eva, clutching his lips tightly.
"DJ, are you okay?" Asked Chris. DJ moaned in response.
"What? I have unusually strong lips." Commented Eva.
Confessional:
Eva: /slaps her forehead/ Oh man, my first kiss and I ended up bruising the guy's lips. Uh, I mean…pshaw, that so wasn't my first kiss. Besides, it's perfectly common to have lips that could crush titanium.
DJ: /his lips are extremely swollen and bruised/ MMmmmmm! /begins sobbing/
"Well after that…interesting turn of events, let's give it up for our unnaturally good-looking pair, Trent and Lindsay!" Announced Chris, as Trent and Lindsay stepped onto the stage, Lindsay blowing kisses at the camera. Trent and Lindsay quickly turned to each-other and planted a smooch on each-other's lips. Backstage, Gwen was looking sulky.
"What's wrong, Gwen? You seem kinda…tense." Noted Tyler.
"What? No! I'm not tense. Maybe you should be tense, it's Trent kissing your stupid girlfriend's lips." Snapped Gwen.
"So? I don't really care. It's just a challenge, and I have to kiss you as well." Said Tyler, however it then clicked in his mind.
"You like him!" Gwen clasped a hand over his mouth.
"I do not like him! And I'll show you how much I don't like him!" Snapped Gwen, as she and Tyler were promptly called onto the stage. Gwen didn't waste any time, and eagerly pressed her lips to Tyler's.
"Well, somebody's a little eager." Chuckled Chris. Gwen even went so far as to cock her leg up in the air. After a few more seconds, Gwen and Tyler parted.
"Well, that was…unexpected. Thank you for your unanticipated enthusiasm, Gwen." Said Chris. Gwen ignored him and stomped off the stage, where a fuming Lindsay was standing nearby.
"Nice, Gwen! First you steal Courtney's boyfriend and now mine?!" Snapped Lindsay.
"Babe, it's okay. It was part of the challenge, remember?" Said Tyler.
"Oh yeah! It's okay, Gwen, I kissed your boyfriend too." Said Lindsay. Gwen seethed.
"Trent is not my boyfriend!" Lindsay gasped.
"Are you sure? I mean, I saw you two making googly eyes at eachother at breakfast—"
"There were no googly eyes! We had normal eyes! Normal eyes! Normal, soft…green eyes." Trailed off Gwen, as Tyler and Lindsay smirked at eachother. Gwen realised what she was fantasizing about and stomped away angrily.
Confessional:
Gwen: /covering her face with her hands/ Oh my gosh. I think I like Trent again. This can't be though, I mean, we've done this before, and it didn't work out. Bad feelings, bad! I'm sure it's all because of the glitz and glamour of the prom…right?
Lindsay: Eeeee! I so totally, like, knew it! Greta and Brent like each other again! Wait, but I thought Greta was dating, like, Duncan—er, I mean, Doug? Or was it Cody—er, Brody?
"We have one team left to complete the first part of the challenge, and that is Team Cody! Now, let's give it up for Duncan and Courtney!" Announced Chris. A very unhappy looking Duncan and Courtney stomped onto the stage.
"This is either going to be the best or the worst thing we've all ever seen. Now, where were we? Ah yes, the kissing." Announced Chris. Duncan and Courtney turned to face eachother.
"Pucker up, princess. You're about to go on a trip down memory lane." Said Duncan smoothly. Courtney scoffed.
"I am really contemplating whether the million dollars is worth kissing someone with the personality of an old boot." Snapped Courtney.
"Didn't stop you all those times three years ago." Chuckled Duncan, wiggling your eyebrow.
"Ugh! You are a such a monster! I can't believe I ever went out with you!"
"And you're an uptight prude, and by the way, you should see a surgeon about that pole up your butt!"
"You're not even that good a kisser!"
"I'm better than you!"
"Say that again, I dare you!" As Duncan and Courtney were screaming at eachother on stage, Chris chuckled.
"Yeah, I thought it would go something like this." Chuckled Chris. However, Chef elbowed him lightly.
"Uh, Chris?" He said, directing Chris' attention to the stage, where Duncan and Courtney were passionately making out like animals in heat. Chris spat out his water.
"Oh damn, I did not see that coming!" Chuckled Chris. Duncan and Courtney seemed to forget that there was an audience right nearby, as Duncan's hands began to trail down to Courtney's behind and began to give Courtney a hickey.
"There you go! We actually have two people acting like they're at a prom night! Hats off to Duncan and Courtney!" Announced Chris. Duncan and Courtney broke apart and their eyes widened. They both screamed and fled in opposite directions.
Confessional:
Courtney: Ugh! I can't believe I just did that! Kissing that monster after he hurt me so badly…I feel like such an idiot. No matter, it was all part of the challenge, although it certainly didn't feel like just a challenge…gah! Chris, I demand that you erase that, this instant!
Duncan: I can't blame Princess for crawling back, they all do at some stage. Soon it'll be Gwen's turn, as long as she's not back together with Elvis, sheesh, I am getting some vibes from those two.
"Well, I stand corrected. Duncan and Courtney have perfectly personified the experience of a prom night. Now let's see if the remaining two pairs can live up to them. Give it up for the barely-there lovebirds…Harold and Sierra!" Announced Chris. Harold walked into the stage in a slim tuxedo.
"Come on, Sierra!" Called Harold. Sierra stomped onto the stage, in her regular clothes.
"I object to being romantically linked to anybody other than my Cody-kins." Huffed Sierra.
"Sierra, you've automatically failed this part of the challenge for refusing to dress up. However, you do still have a chance to redeem yourself with a kiss." Said Chris. Harold turned to face Sierra.
"Now's your chance, Sierra." Harold closed his eyes, puckered his lips and began to lean in towards Sierra. However, she simply pushed him away.
"Nope, not doing it. I made a vow that these lips of mine will only ever touch Cody, food and water, in that order." Announced Sierra. Harold sighed.
"Sierra and Harold are disqualified. Moving on, Beth and Cody." Announced Chris. As Harold and Sierra walked off the stage dejectedly, the awkward duo walked onto the stage. Cody was in a slender tuxedo and Beth was dressed in a pretty green dress with a cardigan.
"Aw, Cody and Beth, I don't know if I should coo affectionately or laugh at your expense." Said Chris.
"There's no way my Cody will kiss Beth. He and I are, like, M-F-E-O!" Cried Sierra, gripping her hair.
"What does that mean?" Asked Harold curiously.
"Meant for each other! Gosh, have you, like, ever been on the internet?" Huffed Sierra.
"I'm not overly familiar with colloquial slang." Defended Harold.
"Well, maybe you should get familiar with it, because—" But before she could finish her sentence, Sierra gasped in horror. Beth and Cody were kissing on the stage.
"Nooooooooo!" Shrieked Sierra, and she leapt onto the stage. She pushed Beth away from Cody.
"Stay away from my man, home-wrecker!" Snapped Sierra, clutching Cody defensively.
"Hey! I was just doing it for the challenge!" Protested Beth, picking herself up. Sierra turned to Cody.
"How could you do this to me?! I thought…we…were…bwaahhhhhh!" Sobbed Sierra, running off the stage in tears. Cody looked on, dejectedly.
"We aren't even dating!"
Confessional:
Cody: Oh man, I don't know what to do…I mean, I didn't do anything bad because Sierra and I aren't even dating! And I was only doing it for the challenge! But then why do I feel so lousy? Aw, this bites.
Beth: /adjusting her glasses/ I really hope that Sierra doesn't come after me like she went after Heather when she thought Heather and Cody were hooking up. I swear, I don't like Cody like that, and besides, I have a boyfriend, Brady! Remember?
Sierra: /sobbing hysterically/
The twelve pairs were soon gathered on the stage, ready to hear the results.
"Alright, contestants. After some serious deliberation, Chef and I have decided the least impressive pair from each team to be eliminated. Let's start with Team Warriors." Announced Chris, turning to Izzy, Noah, Katie, Sadie, Lightning and Rodney.
"Let's start with the good. Noah and Katie, you guys pretty much rocked your kiss. I almost felt a little something stirring in my tender heart." Said Chris.
"You have a heart?" Gasped Noah.
"Anyways, as such, you are moving onto the next round. Now, the not-so-good, Izzy and Rodney. You guys pretty much summed up the prom experience for a few nerds, but at least you actually kissed, unlike Sadie and Lightning. As such, Sadie and Lightning are disqualified, and you guys are moving on to fail another round." Said Chris. Izzy cheered while Rodney fawned over her.
"Sha-say what? Lightning does not take third place. Bronze is the colour of losers. Lightning only takes the gold, baby!" Protested Lightning.
"Where have I heard somebody say that before?" Wondered Geoff and Noah, almost simultaneously.
"Moving on to Team Lovebirds. Now, I'm going to admit, none of you pleased me, except for LeShawna and Max, purely for comedic value. As such, they are moving on." Announced Chris.
"Are you kidding me? LeShawna and that little garden gnome beat us?" Gasped Heather.
"Cool your jets, Heather. Despite Justin's terrifying face, you guys ranked second are moving on." Announced Chris. Heather looked somewhat satisfied, and made another cut-throat gesture at Justin, who gulped.
"Wait...that means Geoff and I are out?" Gasped Bridgette.
"Exacta-mundo, Bridgette. I was not happy with you two. Prom is about new and exciting experience. All I got from you two was a sense of mom and dad making out on the couch, and nobody wants to see that. You're both out." Snapped Chris.
"Oh, man! Denied entry to, like, the biggest party of the year! I am so, like, depressed right now!" Sobbed Geoff, tears heaving from his eyes.
"Aw, Geoffy, it's okay, baby! We can have our own party!" Said Bridgette, attempting to calm Geoff down, but Geoff only began to sob on Bridgette's shoulder.
"Yick! I hate tears. They exude weakness. Anyways, moving on to Team Incredible. Eva, the point was to serenade your date, not injure him." Announced Chris. Eva rubbed her neck nervously.
"As such, Eva and DJ are out, and Trent and Lindsay, and Gwen and Tyler move onto the next round! Hopefully Gwen can keep her hands off of Tyler long enough to get there." Said Chris, and he promptly had to dodge Gwen's shoe flying at his head.
"Moving on to the last round! This one required about two seconds of deliberation. Duncan and Courtney, Beth and Cody, you guys are moving on. Sierra, refusing to dress up and kiss your date, then going on to sabotage another contestant's date is a big no-no. I'm afraid that I'm going to have to penalise your team in the next round." Announced Chris.
"What! That's unfair, we shouldn't be penalised because of her stupidity!" Protested Courtney.
"It's about teamwork, Court, and right now, you don't have it." Said Chris. Courtney and Duncan, glared at Sierra, while Cody sighed anxiously.
Confessional:
Courtney: Oh, that little psychopath is going down, if it's the last thing I do! But first, I need to take down Duncan. But how should I do that exactly? Hm…time to brainstorm.
Chris gathered the remaining eight pairs of contestants outside a long red-carpet, which was torn and tattered in places and had odd lumps in odd places.
"Ew! This, like, isn't a red carpet. This is a wrecked carpet!" Protested Katie.
"And I think something just moved under the carpet over there." Whimpered Lindsay fearfully.
"Don't worry about that! Last round, we eliminated Sadie, Lightning, Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Eva, Harold and Sierra, and at the end of this round, four more pairs will be cut out of the challenge. Now, Izzy, Rodney, Noah, Katie, LeShawna, Max, Heather, Justin, Trent, Lindsay, Tyler, Gwen, Duncan, Courtney, Cody and Beth remain." Said Chris.
"Why are you saying this? We're all here!" Snapped Courtney.
"For the instant replays, Courtney! Gosh, you've been on my show for four seasons and you can't even get this right!" Snapped Chris.
"Anyways, moving on. In this round, the male in each pair will carry their date down the red carpet, then take a photo with Chef Hatchet. Pairs will be judged on their strength, photos, and ability not to hate each other." Announced Chris.
"Anyways, let's start this thing off with Team Warriors. Noah and Katie, you guys are up." Said Chris.
"Ready to carry me, partner?" Asked Katie playfully.
"Yeah, here's the thing. My upper body strength isn't great, and when I say isn't great, I mean non-existent, and—"
"Start!" Announced Chris. Katie jumped into Noah's arms, who stumbled at first but soon got the hang of it.
"See? It's not that hard!" Said Katie.
"Easy for you to say." Groaned Noah. After a long while, Noah eventually reached the end of the red carpet, and let Katie go.
"You did great, Noah!" Cheered Katie.
"My spine is telling me a different story." Groaned Noah, bending over.
"Say cheese." Announced Chef Hatchet. Katie gripped Noah and beamed, as Chef took their photo.
Chris was immediately sent the photo, and he cracked up laughing. He showed it to the rest of the contestants, who began laughing at the sight of Katie hugging Noah while he was bent over.
"Well, I knew Noah couldn't get that far in a prom challenge. This is Noah, after all. Anyways, Izzy and Rodney, you guys are up." Announced Chris. Izzy jumped into Rodney's arms, and Rodney had no troubles carrying her down the red carpet. However, as they were walking down the red carpet, Rodney decided that it was an opportune time to make a move.
"So, uh, Ezzy, uh, I mean, Izzy, like, I think, like, uh, yeah, um, our, uh, relationship thingy, uh, upgrade to the next chicken pie, uh, I mean, level, uh…will you—"
"Oh, neato! Are you making up your own language? You should hear mine! Gleeba-globba-glippy-goo! I just said that your face is running like a faucet." Said Izzy, and she proceeded to make up more non-existent words as Rodney attempted (and failed) to tell her how he felt.
As Izzy and Rodney made it to the end of the red carpet, Chef Hatchet was visibly disgusted.
"That boy is sweatier than a grease pig on a hot summer's day." Noted Chef.
"It's his way of communication!" Retorted Izzy. Chef growled and took the photo, Izzy beaming and making a peace sign, while Rodney sighed.
Confessional:
Izzy: Oh, haha, I totally know that Rodney is crushing on me, why else would he be sweating so much? Oh, unless he has some rare sweat disorder that I didn't know existed, but seriously, he could pool all his sweat and use it as a water source for developing countries! Don't I just have the best ideas? I could be, like, president someday! Oh wait, but that wouldn't be sanitary. Who would want to drink sweat?!
"After a strong start, Team Warriors seems to be falling behind. Next up, Team Incredible. LeShawna and Max, you're up!" Announced Chris. LeShawna jumped into Max's arms and crushed him immediately, both toppling to the floor. Chris burst out laughing.
"How is this little shrimp meant to carry me all the way down there?!" Snapped LeShawna.
"I don't know, but unless you want to be disqualified, Max has to find a way to get LeShawna over there without touching her to the ground." Said Chris.
"No matter! I anticipated such an event occurring, and as such, I came prepared. I developed a bionic robot suit made entirely of utensils from Chef Hatchet's kitchen designed to give me super strength and super evil-ness! Mwahahahaah!" Announced Max, as he put on his suit.
"That's great Max, but will it actually work without Scarlett here to be the actual evil genius?" Asked Chris, amused.
"What an absurd notion! Scarlett was merely the evil sidekick, easily expendable and disposable. I did not need her for anything other than moral support and—wah!" Cried Max as his bionic suit began to lift in the air.
"How do I control the jet-pack function?! Ahhh!" Shrieked Max, and he was immediately flown away, far into the horizon.
"Chris, my date just flew away on a jet-pack. How am I meant to do this damned challenge now?" Cried LeShawna.
"Easily, LeShawna, you and Max are hereby disqualified." Said Chris.
"Do Heather and I still need to go if they're disqualified?" Asked Justin.
"Uh, yes! This show is called Total Drama, not Total Shortcuts!" Snapped Chris. Justin sighed, as Heather jumped into Justin's arms, and Justin began walking down the carpet.
"Alright, are you satisfied yet, Heather? You deformed my face with permanent ink, and now I'm a scabbing freak. Is this sufficient revenge?" Asked Justin. Heather chuckled.
"Oh sweetie, I haven't even begun the hurt yet." She chuckled maliciously. As the two reached the end of the carpet, Chef Hatchet began to take their photo.
"Say cheese." Grunted Chef. Heather gave an evil beam, as Justin tried his best to remain calm.
Confessional:
Justin: /sighs/ Oh man, I shouldn't have voted off Alejandro. No immunity is worth this, and as long as Heather's around, I'm going to have to constantly look over my shoulder, and that is bad for my neck! But, if my team loses, then Heather goes home…hmmm…
"Alright, next up is Team Incredible, and let's start with the expected prom king and queen, Trent and Lindsay!" Announced Chris. Lindsay jumped into Trent's arms eagerly.
"Let's go, Tyler!" Cheered Lindsay. Trent looked at her confused.
"Did you just call me Tyler, again?" Asked Trent. Lindsay chuckled nervously.
"Pshaw, no. Maybe you're deaf, Tyler, because I so did not call you Tyler." Chuckled Lindsay, as she and Trent made their way down the red carpet.
At the end of the carpet, Trent and Lindsay posed to take a photo. Lindsay even cocked her leg up in the air and kissed Trent on the cheek. At the other end of the carpet, Gwen sighed, but immediately regained her composure when she noticed Tyler staring at her.
"Dude, it's just a challenge. You don't need to look so down." Said Tyler.
"How are you so calm right now? Don't you want to just maim Trent?" Asked Gwen.
"No, not really."
"Ugh, let's just go." Sighed Gwen, as she hopped in Tyler's arms. However, Tyler struggled to carry her down the red carpet, and ended up tripping. Gwen's dress was caught under Tyler's foot, and immediately ripped in two.
"Ow…" moaned Gwen.
"Aw, Gwen, I am so—oh man." Gasped Tyler. As Gwen stood up, she hadn't realised that the bottom half of her dress had been ripped off and her pink panties were exposed to the world. Gwen soon noticed and screamed.
"Ahhh!" She shrieked, and she grabbed the shredded cloth and wrapped it around her waist.
Confessional:
Gwen: That's it, I am officially anti-prom, real or fake. I don't know what's worse, being responsible for the biggest anti-teacher rally in the history of my school or being pantsed by a dumb jock.
Tyler: Oh man, I feel so bad for doing that to Gwen. But between you and me…/looks around/ I did not take her for a pink panties kind of gal. /chuckles/
Gwen did not even attempt to smile while Chef Hatchet took their photo. The shredded cloth was wrapped flimsily around her waist, which was now flapping in the wind.
"Gwen, I am so sorry—"
"Save it." Snapped Gwen, as she and Tyler marched away.
"Alright, we now just have two more pairs to brave the red carpet. Now our two favourite hormone machines, Duncan and Courtney!" Announced Chris. Courtney begrudgingly jumped into Duncan's arms.
"Let's just get this over with." Snapped Courtney.
"I thought you were smart, you shouldn't talk smack about the guy who could drop you at any moment." Snapped Duncan.
"Hah! As if." Snapped Courtney. Duncan deliberately loosened his grip to scare her.
"Okay, okay, just go!" Snapped Courtney, and they began to walk their way until Chris interrupted them.
"Eh-hem! If you recall correctly, a certain fangirl won you guys a penalty. As consequence for Sierra's bad behaviour, you guys have to complete the carpet within twenty seconds." Announced Chris.
"You've got to be kidding me." Complained Duncan.
"Oh, I never kid about penalties. They're, like, my favourite part." Chuckled Chris.
"To hell with this." And Duncan slung Courtney over his shoulder and began to sprint down the carpet, despite Courtney's many protests. At the end of the carpet, both of them refused to smile when Chef Hatchet took their photo.
"Duncan and Courtney make it through the red carpet in time. And lastly, Cody and Beth!" Announced Chris, turning to the two remaining teams.
"Uh, I'm not the most…co-ordinated person." Stammered Cody.
"It's okay! We're sure to do better than those two anyway." Pointed out Beth, pointing to Duncan and Courtney. Beth hopped into Cody's arms, and he stumbled before carrying Beth all the way down. The two were making good time.
"Look, Cody! The finish line is just there!" Cheered Beth. However, Cody's foot got caught on a lump in the red carpet, and the two toppled to the floor.
"Ouch…" groaned Beth. Just then, an alarm was heard, and Chris walked up to them.
"Cody and Beth failed to reach the finish line in time, so they are disqualified. Duncan and Courtney, you guys are forced to step it up for your team in the final round." Announced Chris. Duncan and Courtney glared at Cody, who rubbed his neck nervously.
Confessional:
Courtney: Ugh! My team is a bunch of incompetent imbeciles! There better be a team switch soon, because I am going to go crazy if I'm around these peanuts much longer!
"Alright contestants, after some extensive deliberation, and by extensive I mean no more than thirty seconds, we have decided who is progressing to the next round." Said Chris, turning to Noah, Katie, Izzy and Rodney.
"Team Warriors, you guys were the only team we had to think about. Both of you kind of screwed up, but in terms of who seemed to personify the spirit of the prom more, we had to go with Izzy and Rodney. Sorry, Noah and Katie, you're out." Noah shrugged.
"It was fun while it lasted." But Katie looked slightly more upset.
"As for Team Lovebirds, as we know, because of LeShawna and Max's disqualification, Heather and Justin are stepping it up for the final round. By the way, send an intern to go look for Max. Tell them it's no rush." Chuckled Chris.
"As for Team Incredible, as hilarious as Gwen's pantsing was, I'm afraid it just didn't measure up to Trent and Lindsay, and as such, they are moving on to the next round." Lindsay cheered, while Gwen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you. I'm out of here." Scoffed Gwen, stomping away angrily.
"And lastly, Cody and Beth failed to meet the time limit for Team Cody and as such, Duncan and Courtney are automatically subjected to the final round." Announced Chris. Duncan and Courtney growled at eachother.
"Feeling the love, guys. Let's get on with the third round."
Confessional:
Izzy: Time for Izzy to turn her team around! We may have lost twice already, but we're coming back! Go Team Super-Duper Ninja-Samurai-Warriors! Whoop-whoop!
Rodney: Now is my last chance to make a move on Izzy! Who knows when I might see her again after I leave the Island tonight? I have to make sure nothing goes wrong in the last round of the challenge!
Heather: /filing her nails/ I am going to make Justin hurt in this dance. It's the whole reason I bought these nine-inch stilettos. /laughs wickedly/
"Alright, so to recap, in the last round we said goodbye to Noah, Katie, LeShawna, Max, Gwen, Tyler, Cody and Beth, and now, only Izzy, Rodney, Heather, Justin, Trent, Lindsay, Duncan and Courtney remain." Announced Chris.
"Again, we're all right here!" Snapped Courtney. Chris ignored her.
"Anyways, in this round, the final four pairs are going to have to engage in a horribly tacky, hilarious-to-watch slow dance! You will be judged on chemistry and ability to dance here." Said Chris.
"Well, we're doomed. Duncan can't dance for his life. He didn't even try at those ballroom dancing lessons we took three years ago!" Snapped Courtney.
"Oh, I can dance, sister, but you just don't like it."
"Your form of dancing belongs in the red-light district!"
"Duncan, Courtney! The aim of this challenge is to pretend you don't hate eachother!" Snapped Chris. Duncan and Courtney immediately fell silent.
"Alright, that's better. Okay, get ready contestants…go!" Announced Chris. Chef Hatchet immediately began the soundtrack, but it was on a fast-beat Skrillex song.
"Aw yeah, this is more my speed!" Cheered Duncan, and he began dancing while Courtney scoffed in disgust.
"Whoops, sorry kids, wrong song. This one's for poker night at Chef's." Chuckled Chef Hatchet, and he switched to a slower, more boring song. The remaining for pairs immediately began dancing.
"Izzy, I have to say something to you, right now." Said Rodney adamantly.
"What is it, partner?" Asked Izzy.
"I…uh…well…think that, uh, like, maybe, we should, um…take our level to the next relationship, wait, oh, uh, take our lever, no, level, to, uh…"
"I think I'm gonna need a few lessons in your new language. If you want, I could teach you a few key phrases for my own language, Izzy-ese!" Said Izzy. Rodney sighed deeply. However, they were interrupted by a yelp from Justin.
"Ooh, sorry! I didn't mean to stomp on your toes in my nine-inch stilettos!" Chuckled Heather, and she promptly stomped on Justin's toes again. Justin stifled a scream.
"Wow, Tryler, you are such a good dancer!" Said Lindsay.
"Tryler?" Asked Trent.
"Uh, I totally meant Tyler."
"I'm Trent."
"Oh, right!" Trent sighed, and slapped his forehead, as the two passed Izzy and Rodney, who still seemed to be struggling.
"Izzy, I need to—"
"Hold that thought, Rodney. Dip me." Said Izzy. Rodney was very confused.
"W-what?"
"I said, dip me."
"Well, if you insist." But instead of dipping her, Rodney dropped Izzy, ran over to the buffet table, scooped a handful of dip, ran back over and smeared it on her face. All of the onlookers gasped at Rodney's buffoonish move.
"No, silly, I meant dip me, not dip me!" Laughed Izzy, licking her lips.
"Mm, nice hommus."
"Ew. Those two are disgusting. Almost as off-putting as your eyebrow ring." Said Courtney.
"If you wanna talk about off-putting, let's talk about your personality." Retorted Duncan.
"Let's talk about every single cell in your body." Snapped Courtney.
"Bring it on."
"Ugh, you are such a disgusting beast! I just want to…" and Courtney walked over to the buffet table, grabbed the bowl of punch, and tipped it over Duncan's head. Everybody in the room gasped, while Duncan shook with rage.
"Oh snap. This is not good." Chuckled Chris. Duncan made his way over to the table, grabbed a four-tier chocolate cake, and smashed it on Courtney's face. Everybody gasped.
"Ahhhh! My hair!" Shrieked Courtney. Duncan teasingly ate a bit of the cake off of Courtney's face.
"That tears it!" Shrieked Courtney, and she and Duncan began to frantically throw food at one another, grabbing whatever they could find and pelting it at one another. Izzy, Trent, Lindsay, Justin and Heather immediately ran for cover, however Rodney ended up slipping in the punch.
"Stop! Stop! All of you, stop!" Announced Chris. Food ceased firing, and in good time too, as Courtney was beginning to run out of food and was preparing to throw the entire table at Duncan.
"Not even halfway through the song and it is a complete disaster. This is why I love this show." Grinned Chris, with a huge smile ear to ear.
"Anyways, Chef and I need to deliberate on today's big losers."
"What is there to deliberate on? Duncan and Courtney clearly lost!" Protested Heather.
"True, but we need to decide whether we loved it or hated it."
Confessional:
Heather: Those two were like wild animals in heat. So disgusting too, they nearly got food on my dress. But still, now I know that they're eachother's weaknesses, so if it ever comes to it, I can twist them both to my advantage. /grins wickedly/
"Alright, contestants. This has been what I would describe as…the best prom night ever! Seriously, it had everything. Food fights, kissing, pantsing, jealousy, and even a little man flying away on a jetpack!" Said Chris.
"Can you please get on with it? I need to take a shower." Snapped Courtney.
"We could take one together and save water." Said Duncan, wiggling an eyebrow at Courtney, who responded by throwing a table at him.
"Anyways, so we've decided that the clear winners are easily the most consistent in the challenge…Trent and Lindsay!" Announced Chris. Trent and Lindsay cheered and embraced, while Gwen looked away on the sidelines.
"Trent, Lindsay, you guys have won the entire challenge for Team Incredible. Not to mention a night in the MacLean Spa Hotel with your loved ones." Announced Chris. Lindsay squealed.
"Oh, yay! I miss my sisters so much!" Squealed Lindsay.
"I get to see my momma!" Sobbed DJ from the sidelines.
"And, as a special bonus, Trent and Lindsay both get immunity for the next time Team Incredible goes to elimination!" Announced Chris. Trent and Lindsay cheered again.
"After much deliberation, we've decided that second place goes to Heather and Justin. Despite Justin's screwed up face and Heather's unrealistically tall heels—seriously, Heather, how are you walking in those—they performed comparably better than the other pairs. All of Team Lovebirds is safe." Announced Chris.
"Geoff, we're safe! This is good news!" Consoled Bridgette.
"What good is being safe if we didn't get to party?" Grumbled Geoff.
"Now, this leaves Izzy and Rodney, and Duncan and Courtney. Izzy and Rodney, you guys struggled throughout the entire challenge, and frankly, it's a wonder that you got to the last round in the first place. However, you didn't end up throwing food at each other, so naturally you guys are safe." Said Chris. Izzy cheered, and Chris turned to Duncan and Courtney.
"Duncan, Courtney. You guys have lost the challenge for Team Cody, for the first time ever. And tonight, one member of Team Cody is going to be eliminated." Chuckled Chris.
"Nice going! You are so going home tonight." Seethed Courtney, jabbing her finger at Duncan's chest.
"Not so fast, Courtney! As a consolation prize for making it to the final round, both you and Duncan are safe from elimination tonight and cannot be voted off." Announced Chris.
"That's so unfair! They lose the challenge for us, and now we can't vote them off?" Protested Cody.
"Life's unfair, Cody, and I get paid, so what do I care?" Laughed Chris. Courtney and Duncan smirked wickedly.
Confessional:
Beth: So, it's either Cody, Harold, Sierra or I going home tonight...um…I guess since Duncan and Courtney aren't up for elimination, there really is only one person who we can blame for us losing today. And if it isn't Sierra, then it's probably going to be me.
Duncan was taking a shower in the communal washrooms, scrubbing the punch out of his hair. Once he had finished, he wrapped himself in a towel and began brushing his teeth. However, at that moment, Courtney barged into the bathroom.
"Um, hello? Occupada?" Protested Duncan.
"As if I care about that! I'm here to strike up a deal with you."
"Buzz off, princess, I'm not interested." Snapped Duncan.
"Look. Tonight, we have a rare opportunity to pick off one of the members of our team without worrying about them voting for us. So as much as I would love to vote you off right now, we need to work together to eliminate one of these dweebs." Snapped Courtney.
"You don't need to convince me. I'm voting off Sierra, she totally cost us the game. Well, asides from us." Said Duncan.
"But why would we vote off Sierra when we can hit two losers with one rock?" Said Courtney, smirking.
"What are you suggesting?" Asked Duncan.
"Think about it. Cody is Sierra's weakness, so if tonight we vote off Cody, Sierra will become so unbearable that the team will have no other choice but to vote her off." Pointed out Courtney.
"And then it would just be us, Harold and Beth." Said Duncan.
"Exactly. But it won't work unless we convince Cody to vote for someone else. If all three of them vote off Sierra, and only we vote for Cody, Sierra goes home. So we approach Cody, and tell him to vote off, I don't know, Harold or something." Said Courtney.
"You've really thought this through." Commented Duncan.
"It's called thinking, I thought you were unfamiliar with the concept."
"Whatever, princess. So we vote Cody tonight." Said Courtney.
"Who says I'm going to do anything you say?" Scoffed Duncan. Courtney responded by shoving Duncan against a wall and pressing her lips to his. Duncan was shocked, but melted into the kiss.
"I know you'll make the right decision." Purred Courtney, and she walked out of the bathroom without another word. Duncan was shocked.
Confessional:
Duncan: Who does Princess think she is, trying to control me with kisses?! That's MY thing, not hers! But anyway, her plan seems pretty solid, and if I wanna win…
MacLean Spa Hotel – Families of DJ, Trent, Lindsay, Tyler, Gwen and Eva.
The members of Team Incredible had all had very touching reunions with their families. Gwen hugged her mother and younger brother so tightly that they were gasping for breath, Lindsay had squealed when her sisters had arrived, Trent had gladly welcomed his parents, and everybody was surprised when Eva showed a rare moment of emotion when her parents walked through the door. It was DJ, however, who was still clutching his momma and sobbing. Only Tyler's family hadn't arrived yet.
"Ooh, I am so proud of my little Devon Joseph for coming on this show and givin' my family a good name. I couldn't be prouder of my little poopy-doo." Said Momma DJ affectionately.
"Aw, thanks Momma." Blushed DJ, munching on a cookie. However, Momma DJ slapped it out of his hands.
"Devon Joseph, get a plate under that cookie! You are spillin' crumbs all over this nice clean floor! I raised you better than that!" Scolded Momma DJ.
"Sorry, Momma." Apologised DJ.
"We're very proud of our little boy too. They grow up so fast, don't they?" Chuckled Trent's mother, clutching Trent's shoulder.
"Thanks, mom, that really means a lot." Smiled Trent.
"Yes, well, we will be even prouder when Trent wins the money and pays his college fees to become an accountant." Said Trent's father matter-of-factly.
"Jeffrey!" Hissed Trent's mother.
"Dad, can we please not do this right here…" Mumbled Trent.
"What? Trent, being an accountant is a perfectly good career and…" Trent's father went on to make a long list of reasons Trent should become an accountant. Meanwhile, from afar, Gwen and her mother were watching Trent.
"Sweetie, is there something going on between you and Trent again? I mean, you two seem very…close." Asked Gwen's mother curiously.
"What? No, mom. I don't, I swear." Cried Gwen.
"I wouldn't be upset if you did, honey. Trent is a very sweet, caring young man, and despite his faults, I think he would be good for you. Besides, I like him better than your old boyfriend." Gwen blushed.
"I'll never forget the first time I brought Duncan home and he suggested we make out on the couch, while you were there." Blushed Gwen furiously.
"Honey, we don't need to relive it. Hey, where's Matthew?" Asked Gwen's mother, looking arund. Gwen sighed.
"Oh no." Suddenly, three glass-shattering shrieks were heard from Lindsay and her two sisters, who were soaking wet.
"Oh my gosh! What just happened? Is it raining?" Shrieked Lindsay's older sister, Paula.
"It's not raining because we're indoors, silly!" Snapped Lindsay's other older sister, Kathleen. Just then, Gwen's younger brother Matthew walked back in, trying to hide a packet of water balloons but failing. Gwen smirked, and put her arm around her brother's shoulder.
"Hey, Chris, do you know when my folks are getting here?" Asked Tyler. Everybody turned to Tyler. Chris inhaled sharply.
"Yeah, uh, Tyler, your folks actually can't make it." Said Chris. Tyler's jaw dropped.
"Why?!" He gasped.
"They're on a vacation in the Caribbean, and when I asked them to standby for this challenge, they said they wouldn't bother because they thought you wouldn't win." Said Chris. Tyler's eyes began to flood with tears.
"That's, uh…that's okay, I guess. I should…I should go." Said Tyler, and he left without another word. Lindsay bit her lip.
"Paula, Kathy, I'll be back soon." And Lindsay chased after Tyler. Momma DJ waltzed up to Chris and slapped him in the face.
"Ow!" Complained Chris.
"What's your problem, boy? Publicising that poor boy's family issues in front of an entire room of people, on international television? Shame on you!" Snapped Momma DJ.
"Sorry, Momma." Groaned Chris, rubbing his head. Momma DJ slapped him again.
"I am not your momma. I would raise a better son than you."
Confessional
Lindsay: Poor Tyler, I know he doesn't have the easiest relationship with his parents. They're, like, really hard on him to do well, and sometimes he can't live up to their expectations! Like, sometimes my parents ask me to at least try to get a D- in math, but I just can't! I wish there was some way I could make my baby feel better.
Momma DJ: Mm-mm, all these people are rotten at the core. I'm glad my little poopy-doo isn't one of those horrible people.
At the less luxurious living grounds on the campsite, Sierra was taking up one of the cabins sobbing madly. Cody was at the door, trying to get her to come out of the cabin.
"Please, Sierra, just come out of the cabin so we can talk!" Begged Cody.
"Cody, leave me be, please!" Bawled Sierra.
"Sounds like you're having some trouble." Noted a voice from behind him. Cody turned around and found Courtney at the bottom of the steps.
"What do you want, Courtney?" Asked Cody.
"To talk." Said Courtney sweetly.
"Oh no! I am not going to vote off Sierra, so you can just forget it!" Snapped Cody.
"Oh, God no! Why would I ask you to vote off Sierra? After all she's done for you? You kissing another woman then voting her off would be nothing short of heartless." Commented Courtney.
"Who are you to talk to me about having a heart?" Protested Cody.
"I know how to differentiate between right and wrong, even if I've danced with the line a few times in the past. But Cody, Duncan and I are voting off Harold tonight, and we want you to join us." Said Courtney. Cody pondered this.
"Why Harold though? He's a nice guy."
"Just think about it, Cody. I'm not trying to coerce you into doing anything. I just want you to…consider your options!" Said Courtney in a friendly manner, and she walked away. Cody groaned.
Confessional:
Courtney: Hook, line and sinker. Cody votes off Harold, and it's two votes against him. Pack your bag, Cody-kins, because you have a date with the Dock of Shame, and your little fangirl will be right behind you.
Cody: As much as I hate to admit it, Courtney is right. I can't vote off Sierra, which leaves Harold and Beth. And if people are already voting off Harold…sorry dude.
At Team Cody's first ever elimination ceremony, the six members of Team Cody were gathered on the Dock. Courtney winked at Duncan, who glanced away from her nervously. Cody looked guiltily at Sierra, who was still sobbing while Beth looked incredibly uneasy, and Harold was, as always, incredibly out of the loop. Chris walked into the elimination ceremony.
"Team Cody. Welcome to your first ever elimination ceremony. As of now, Team Incredible is now the only team who hasn't been to an elimination ceremony yet." Said Chris.
"Thanks for pointing that out. Mind getting on with it?" Asked Duncan. Chris sighed.
"I was going to give you all some special prizes for going this long without having a member be eliminated, but thanks to Duncan's big mouth, no prizes for anyone!" Announced Chris.
"Thanks a lot, Duncan! If I was allowed to vote for you, I'd vote for you, like, twice!" Complained Harold.
"Ooh, send me to the burn unit." Scoffed Duncan, rolling his eyes.
"Anyways, here is how it's going down. Duncan, Courtney, in a delightfully malicious twist proposed by yours truly, you guys won immunity despite losing the whole thing for your team. As such, here are your marshmallows. Try not to throw them at eachother." Said Chris, flicking two marshmallows to Duncan and Courtney. Courtney took a bite at hers, glaring at Cody.
"Cody, Sierra, Beth and Harold. One of the four of you is going home tonight. Surprisingly enough, all of you got at least one vote." Said Chris. Sierra glared at Beth, who looked down at her feet nervously.
"Don't look so nervous, Beth. You only got one vote, and therefore, you are safe." Said Chris. Beth cheered, and kissed her marshmallow as Chris flung it at her.
"The next person safe only got one vote as well, and that person is…" Cody closed his eyes.
"Harold!"
"What? Harold only got one vote? But that means…" And Cody's eyes grew wide. He looked at Courtney, who smirked at him, and took another bite of her marshmallow.
"You!" Cried Cody, standing up and pointing at Courtney.
"Me? What did I do?" Protested Courtney.
"Cody, sit down!" Ordered Chris. Cody sat down and crossed his arms, but then noticed Sierra looking at him desperately.
"Cody, Sierra, one of you has spent your last night at camp. Cody, in a way you're responsible for your team's loss because you tripped over and forced Duncan and Courtney to compete in the final round. Sierra, without you, it probably wouldn't have mattered that Cody tripped." Said Chris. Both Cody and Sierra were silent.
"Anyways, tonight, the final marshmallow goes to…"
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
…
"Nobody!"
Everybody gasped. Cody and Sierra looked at eachother.
"Wait, we're both eliminated?" Gasped Cody.
"Not yet, Cody. The votes were a tie. Cody and Sierra, you both racked up two votes each." Said Chris.
"So what does this mean?" Asked Sierra.
"Well, we do have to send at least one camper packing because we're on a schedule. As such, we are going to have to have you compete in a tiebreaker! I spent weeks planning this one, it involves tiger sharks, motorbikes and the consumption of sawdust, and…"
"Stop! Chris, I volunteer for elimination!" Announced Sierra. Everybody gasped.
"No, she can't do that!" Protested Courtney.
"You're right, she can't!" Cried Cody. Sierra clutched Cody tightly.
"Cody-kins, I forgive you for what happened today. I acted jealously and I cost our team the challenge! I deserve to go home, and besides, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I was the reason you went home!" Cried Sierra.
"Sierra…you don't have to do this." Said Cody.
"Too late! I've already made up my mind. Win it for both of us, Cody!" Said Sierra, and she began walking down the Dock of Shame.
"Bye, Chris. You know, if you'd just paired me with Cody in the first place, none of this would be happening." Snapped Sierra.
"Exacta-mundo, Sierra. This is ratings gold!" Cheered Chris. Sierra scoffed as she began to walk down the Dock of Shame, Cody waving goodbye to her as she went.
Confessional:
Courtney: Ugh! My genius plan foiled! And now Cody knows about my plan too. Oh well, I think he'll be a lot easier to take out now that his bodyguard is gone. That's just one loser less standing between me and the prize. /smirks/
Beth was walking back to the cabins, when Cody called her down.
"Hey, Beth! Wait up!" Called Cody.
"Hey, Cody." Said Beth.
"I need to ask…you…something…oh wow, that is a further running distance than it looks…let me catch my breath…" Panted Cody.
"Uh…" Stammered Beth.
"Who did you vote off tonight?" Asked Cody, taking a puff from his inhaler. Beth looked at the ground, nervously.
"H-Harold and I voted off…Sierra. I'm so sorry, Cody. We're the reason she's gone." Whimpered Beth.
"No, you're not. Sierra chose to leave, but I know who was really behind it. Courtney came to me tonight and said that she and Duncan were voting off Harold, and they wanted me to join them. But Harold only got one vote at the elimination, which was mine, which means that Courtney and Duncan voted off someone else. And since I got two votes…" Stammered Cody. Beth gasped.
"They were planning on backstabbing you? How could they? Oh wait, this is Courtney we're talking about." Said Beth.
"We need to get Courtney and Duncan out. They are the true evils in this game." Said Cody.
"I agree, but what are we going to do about it?" Asked Beth.
"You, Harold and I need to team up to take them down, once and for all." Said Cody. Beth's eyes widened.
Unknown Location - Max
As Max regained consciousness, he sat up and began to rub his head. He groaned, and looked around him. It was dark and he could barely see.
"Hello? Is anybody there? Where am I?" Asked Max. He was met with a mysterious growling sound.
"Whoever is there, I demand you how yourself immediately! Evil does not get scared...evil does not-" But the last thing Max saw before he blacked out was a green, scaly face.
Votes:
Duncan: Despite the fact that Courtney makes me want to pour hot wax down my throat, her plan is pretty solid. Like she said, hit two geeks with one stone. I vote for Cody.
Courtney: I've thought this out meticulously. Cody needs to go.
Harold: I vote off Sierra. Gosh, she wouldn't even kiss me. I'm a very good kisser! I even have references! Okay, I technically have one reference and she would probably laugh in my face.
Beth: I…I don't know who else to vote off since Duncan and Courtney are immune. It has to be Sierra, otherwise it might be me!
Cody: Well, if Duncan and Courtney are voting off Harold, then safety in numbers, right? He's a good guy…but we all have to go at some stage, I suppose.
Sierra: /arms crossed/ I vote for Beth! Nobody kisses my man and gets away with it!
Sierra – 2
Cody – 2
Harold – 1
Beth – 1
Eliminated – Ezekiel, Blaineley, Alejandro, Owen, Sierra.
Still In – Katie, Sadie, Trent, Lindsay, Geoff, Bridgette, Beth, DJ, Gwen, Noah, Cody, Izzy, Tyler, Courtney, Harold, Duncan, Heather, Justin, Eva, LeShawna.
Well, as of this episode, all of the TDWT newbies are out I like Sierra, sometimes, she definitely isn't my favourite character though, hence the early elimination. Also, just to clarify, in this fic, the Ridonculous Race hasn't happened yet…it'll become clear why in the next chapter! ;)
Anyways, 'till next time!
~TheDramaMachine