"Courtney!" DJ yelled as he looked out of the bus window, "Look out! Cliff!"
Courtney, Counselor-in-Training, and Duncan, the resident delinquent, were in the middle of making out. All the while Courtney, the driver of DJ and Momma DJ's bus, did not see what was in front of all of them!
Courtney realized what was happening and shoved Duncan aside. She tried desperately to steer the bus away from the cliff, only for one of the wheels to fall off. Evidently, the bus was way too rickety to operate on rocky terrain, and it was about to fall apart.
"I can't steer!" Courtney wailed as she and Duncan desperately tried to get the bus away from certain death.
"What'd I tell you about crashin' my bus?!" Momma DJ called up front.
"HIT THE BRAKES!" Duncan shouted at his ex-girlfriend.
"What do you think I'm doing?!" Courtney loudly retorted as the bus approached the edge of the cliff, skidding violently.
The two (maybe not) ex lovers held onto each other, scared about the certain death that was about to happen. Everyone else screeched, with the lone exception of a stern Momma DJ, as they were about to meet their potential demise.
"We're all gonna die!" DJ bawled as the bus started to fall to the ground.
The only cast member of the entire group who did not freak out or panic over their potential death (besides the unimpressed Momma DJ) was Izzy, who pieced something else together.
"So Noah was Chris' assistant?" she questioned herself, "Heh…"
Everyone else resumed screaming as the bus started plunging down the gorge. Impact was the ground, which they were about to crash head-on.
A gopher underneath came out of its hole, noticing the shadow that was the ton-packed vehicle. In a fright, it opened up an umbrella, hoping that it would shield it and its home. The bus was getting closer, and closer, and closer…
Until it stopped. Inches away from the poor gopher.
Relieved, the gopher let out a sigh of relief, brushing off the sweat from its brow. However, its content was short-lived, as a vulture swooped down and took it as their lunch.
"Now I have motion sickness…" a green Beth was about to lurch, only for Momma DJ to cover her mouth.
"Oh no ya don't!" she stubbornly acknowledged.
Gwen noticed the very thing that was holding the bus inches from the Earth. "I hope LeShawna doesn't need her bra back." She pointed to the pink bra that the gang used to launch chocolates at Alejandro and the Total Drama Dirtbags' bus. It was hanging on tightly onto a jagged rock. But who knows how long it's going to take until the bra gives out…
The tension did not last long when the bus suddenly skyrocketed up, with the bra still hanging on.
"Woohoo!" Izzy squealed with delight as everyone started to become light and weightless, as if they were in space. Owen was also happy.
"Being weightless is awesome!" he exclaimed.
"I feel like this all the time!" Izzy agreed as everyone floated around.
Momma DJ noticed someone's vomit in mid-air, "What's that?" she asked Beth.
"I, uh-" Beth stuttered, "I couldn't hold it down!" was all she had to say. But then the vomit splattered onto her head as the bus started to descend back down to the ground.
Before it was about to make a direct impact towards the Earth, the bra that was still attached to the caboose of the bus still held it from hitting the ground.
Everyone was lying on top of the windshield at the front. Courtney, in particular, was being crushed by Owen and LeShawna.
"Cut the bra!" she cried, "CUT THE BRA!"
Duncan climbed out of the crowd and made his way to the back of the bus, where he saw the bra that was attached to the emergency door handle. With a quick slash of his pocket knife, the bus was free from the bra, but it resulted in it finally hitting the ground, before falling backwards.
Everyone laid on the ceiling on the ground, upside-down. Owen was the first to realize what was going on.
"I'm alive!" he laughed, as he launched himself up, "Awesome!"
Underneath him was Noah, who laid in a pained position.
Some time later… the cast finally got themselves out of the bus. Everyone had a lot of questions that were on their minds; ranging from where they were, what to do, and how they could get home.
"I came here to party. But this, seriously lacks partatiousness!" He proclaims as he unintentionally invented a new word for the dictionary. "So I'm going to get help, and then, we're all gonna party!"
But then he was approached by Courtney, "Look, Geoff." she started with a stern expression on her face, "I know you want to be useful and get us help, but I think you should leave it to some who have better experience with finding directions."
"What, man?" Geoff asked, incredulous, "You think I can't do it?"
"I trust Geoff." Trent pointed out, "He's got the right idea."
"Well, maybe Courtney's right." Gwen agreed with the Type A CIT, "No offense you guys. You do raise a point in finding emergency assistance, but maybe some other people have better judgment on where to go and how to find help."
"And how exactly are we gonna do that?" Duncan questioned.
"Come on, Duncan," Gwen put her hands on her hips, "We could just easily go find a piece of highway and flag some people down for help."
"I'm with Gwen," Cody exclaims, optimistic, "We were just on a highway-"
"Yeah, during early morning hours, in the middle of a canyon!" Heather interjected in a fury, "Besides Alejandro and his Dirtbags, how exactly are we gonna find someone who's gonna HELP us?!"
"Well we're gonna find help, Heather." Courtney stated, "We'll flag someone down, and they'll get us what we need to get to New York City."
"Or home." Harold raised his hand.
"No one asked you." Courtney bluntly shot back at the dweeb, "We all agreed to get to the Orpah Show and stop Chris McLean's 'hit-new reality show'!"
"That was before you almost got us killed!" Harold argued, "GOSH!"
"Come on, guys!" Bridgette pleaded as everyone surrounded the bickerers, "Fighting's not going to solve any-"
"You know something, Harold's got a point." Heather had her hands on her hips as she advanced towards Courtney, "If you weren't trying to be so lovey-dovey with Skull and Crossbones over here," she pointed to Duncan, who raised an eyebrow, "We still would've been safe on the highway!"
"Don't get in my face!" Courtney snarled, "You don't know who you're talking to! I am a CIT!"
"More like a B-I-T-C-" Heather declared, before someone interrupted.
"ENOUGH!" Duncan shouted, getting everyone's attention. "Look, if you want to waste time and argue, fine by me. But I'm not wasting another second here while all you can do is scream and shout." He takes out what looks like a walkie-talkie, and starts to take off.
"What is that?" Gwen asked Duncan, who let out a heavy sigh and stopped himself.
"Nothing that is of your business…" he grumbled, but everyone knew better. "It's a walkie-talkie. I come from a fuzz family, and my pa gave it to me in case I ran into any strange people at the Red Carpet."
"That's right!" Courtney exclaimed, "You told me once that everyone in your family works as a police officer."
Duncan sighed again, "Yeah, you don't have to bring that up again. People watched my parents' video message from home."
"Cool!" Owen exclaimed, trying (and failing) to alleviate any tension, "My parents sent one too!"
"How does this correlate with what's going on right now?!" LeShawna cried.
"Duncan, if you're gonna try to contact your family, let me come with you." Courtney insisted.
"And me too!" Gwen stated, making Courtney scowl at the goth.
"Well, I'm not gonna argue, but as I said before, I came here to party." Geoff reiterated.
"If you want to stay here, that's your funeral." Courtney scoffed at the party dude.
"Courtney!" Bridgette scowled at her friend.
"Well, it's true!" argued Courtney, "If you can't take anything serious, you have no business to come with us on our search party."
"No offense, Courtney," Trent sighed, "But maybe someone will come for us here."
"Are you saying that you're staying here too, Trent?" asked Gwen.
"Sorry, Gwen." Trent apologized, "But we are far off from the highway. If we go meandering out there, who knows if we find someone who can help."
"If neither Geoff or Trent are gonna go with you, then I'm sticking with them." Eva groaned, rolling her eyes.
"Sorry, guys." Justin shrugged.
"We're staying here too." Katie began.
"It's too dangerous out there." Sadie agreed.
"Me too." Beth held onto Katie's hand.
"Our bus is destroyed!" Momma DJ stated sharply, "And I do NOT have the time to just leave it out in the open where someone will use it as demolition!"
"But Momma, no one's gonna destroy it!" The younger DJ tried to sway her mother out of the idea, "It's insured, we can just get a new bus!" But Momma DJ grabbed her son by the collar.
"You don't realize it, poopy-doo!" she snapped, "The rest of our life savings revolves around this bus, and no, it is NOT insured! 'Cause our cooking show's in the toilet, and we have nothing to go home to, I am not gonna leave our only home in the middle of these badlands!" DJ sighed as he turned to most of the cast, whom they've started to leave without him.
"At least let me go find help for my friends?" asked DJ.
"Suit yourself, DJ." Momma DJ finally let go of her son's collar, "But while you're at it, come back here with an opportunity to refuel our lives!"
"You bet, Momma!" DJ nodded as he scampered off to follow Courtney, Duncan, Gwen, LeShawna, Harold, Cody, Heather, Lindsay, Tyler, Noah, Owen, Ezekiel, and Izzy.
Bridgette would be the last to go. "I'll go find help, and then I'll meet back up with you soon. Kay, sweetie?" she gave her request to her boyfriend.
"No problem, babe." Geoff chuckled, "I won't have too much fun without ya!" He blew a kiss to Bridgette as she turned around and left with her team.
This left him, Justin, Eva, Beth, Trent, Katie, Sadie, and Momma DJ at the broken bus, all alone. The tension in the atmosphere was awkward, as most of the group had barely interacted with each other.
"So, uhh…" Geoff tried to break the ice, "What kind of music do you want to listen to?"
"I have a reggae CD in there." Momma DJ explained, "It's what my son and I listen to nowadays."
"I was thinkin' more of like, y'know, rock n' roll, or surf… or maybe a little pop-stuff?" Geoff tried to reason with the grown woman.
"Ooh, I LOVE pop music!" Sadie squealed, "Have any of you ever listened to Kelly Clarkson? Or this up and coming homegirl Taylor Swift?"
"Or what about Nickelback?" Katie enthusiastically expressed, making some people raise their eyebrows in confusion.
"Katie, Nickelback is a rock band." Trent stated.
"Look, this bus does not have ANY of these brain-sickening sounds you call music!" Momma DJ declared, "It's either reggae or bust!" She pumps up a fist in her right arm, causing some members of the group to back away slowly.
Eva and Geoff looked on as the rest of the cast started to slowly disappear from their sights. "They'd better find help sooner rather than later." Eva grumbled.
"Ditto." Geoff folded his arms. So far, this was not the party he had wanted. But all he and the rest of his group can do is wait. Just wait.
As a matter of fact, no one could actually do anything but wait. Partying was not an option on the board, as there was nothing that they could do to amplify anything whatsoever.
As everyone waited, most of them begrudgingly let Momma DJ play her reggae playlist on the bus radio. They munched on the remaining chocolates they had left to soothe their hunger. They played cards and board games to alleviate their evergrowing boredom. They talked about their experiences after Total Drama Action, and what they have all accomplished through the winter months. Action had ended in the middle of September, so they had gone over six months of making names of themselves and being part of new communities, as well as strengthening bonds with friends on the show and off.
As day turned to evening, everyone was getting restless, wondering where the hell the others were with finding assistance.
Just then, the radio inside started to sputter and make static noises.
"What's going on, dudes?" Geoff asked, concerned.
"Miss DJ's mom?" Katie questioned the woman, "Is your radio supposed to make those noises?" Momma DJ gritted her teeth, fearing something bad would happen.
"Not if you operate a bus that can't be driven no more!" she panicked as she dashed in the doors. She was heard grunting as the radio started to make more sputtering noises.
"She needs help!" Eva cried out, as she shoved Justin and Beth out of her way to help Momma DJ. After a few short moments of them grunting, the two of them run out, with Momma DJ carrying the bus radio. The grown woman slams it on the ground as it bursts into flames.
Momma DJ approaches the group, "Welp, bad news, kids." she starts, her concern all but faltered, "The radio's dead, and we have nothin' to listen to anymore."
"But at least we have a fire." Beth pointed out.
"With nothing to cook on it…" growled Eva.
"Maybe the fire can be used as a beacon!" Justin tried to be optimistic, but at this point, it's no use, "There has to be planes that fly over us. Maybe we can use the burning radio to signal them for help!"
"How are we gonna get their attention?" Katie asked, "If one of us, like, tries to carry this, and mount it on top of the bus, we'd get third-degree burns!"
"And my bus will burn down with it!" Momma DJ folds her arms in defiance.
"Hello?" a high pitched feminine voice was heard from inside the bus, getting everyone's attention, "Hello?"
"Who the heck is that?" asked Trent.
Momma DJ was the first to walk into the bus, followed by Trent and Eva. They would stop near the washroom, and spot an unaccounted figure, limping out of it.
"Cody? DJ?" Sierra asked as she was rubbing the back of her head, "Anyone here?"
"You! Young lady!" Momma DJ raised her voice, "How long have you been in there?!"
Sierra's head turned as she saw Momma DJ, Eva, and Trent standing in front of her. "Uhh, well, all I, I remember…" Sierra tried to form a sentence, but she was too slow, thanks in part to her waking up from being out cold, "I was with you guys, in a pile, then we went flying up, and I fell into the washroom, and then… and then we started falling… and then… and then…" Trent advanced towards her.
"That's enough, Sierra…" he told her as he tried to guide her off the bus.
"That's gotta be a concussion." Eva murmured, "She must've hit her head when we were in the air."
When Trent took Sierra outside, she was met up by the rest of the group. Beth was the first to greet her.
"Sierra!" she began, "I forgot you were in there!"
"H-huh?" Sierra rubbed her eyes and squinted at Beth, still feeling the effects of being hit in the head and knocked out cold.
"I think we all did." Eva bluntly stated as she lept off the bus.
"She's not feeling too good, bros." Geoff exclaimed, "Does anyone have any ice?" Momma DJ walked off the bus just in time for him to finish his statement.
"Where do you think we can get some, young man?" Momma DJ raised an eyebrow, "We're in the middle of a gorge, and our power's been knocked out! Nothin' cold in there anymore!"
Trent ran back into the bus for something as Momma DJ was making her statement that the bus is out of power.
"But she has a concussion." Eva stated, "She needs medical attention!" She was met with a slap on the boob by Momma DJ.
"Do I look like a doctor to you, missy?!" she snapped, causing Eva's blood to boil.
"No, but I'll make sure you meet one by the end of this!" she readied a fist to retaliate.
"Hey, easy, guys!" Trent came back with a piece of a seat cushion, "I've got something that can help Sierra… sort of." Momma DJ got in Trent's face again.
"You ripped that off the seats of my bus, you're buyin' it!" she loudly stated.
"She needs to rest her head, Miss DJ." Trent tried to quell the woman's anger. Trent knelt down to Sierra's level and placed a seat cushion on the ground for her head to lie on. "Try to rest up on this, Sierra…" Sierra did what Trent told her to do, and slowly rested her head onto the cushion. Although the cushion level wasn't that soft, it was enough for her to keep her from certain harm.
"Th-thank you…" Sierra murmured, as Trent started to massage her head. Katie quietly crept beside the guitarist.
"I can't help but feel like maybe she'd rather have Cody do this massage for her." she whispered, recounting that Sierra has a crush on her.
"True, but he isn't here." Trent shrugged, "I'm just doing it so that she doesn't feel all too hurt when she wakes up."
As most of the group stood by and helped nurse Sierra back to tip-top shape, with what other supplies they had left, Beth stood beside Geoff, who was hugging himself out of anxiety.
"I know, Geoff…" she patted his back, "I'm wondering where they are too." The two of them slowly went in for a hug as they looked out at the horizon.
"This party feels like a bust, man." he sighed, "If they're not here soon enough with the help, I don't think they're coming back at all…" He let out a heavy sigh, a tear trickling down as one particular person was set on his mind, "Bridgette… where are you…" he whispered.
Throughout the evening, they all laid with the dwindling patience that they had. By the time the moon was up in the air, they had all become so bored from waiting, they couldn't stay awake and wait any longer; they all fell asleep. By that time, the fire had already dissipated, leaving the radio in cinders.
Morning had set in, and the group of nine who were guarding the broken bus were waking up from an albeit painful night of sleep. All of them were starving, as all of the chocolates had been eaten. They had little to no supply of food, and even then, what they had was inedible. In addition, they were getting dehydrated, and it wasn't like there was an oasis with fresh water to drink from nearby.
Sierra rose from the ground. Although she was reeling from her bad night's sleep, she felt a little better from her concussion.
"It's just a little headache…" Sierra stated to Eva and Sadie, as she was rubbing the back of her head, "It'll go away… eventually."
"Okay, seriously," Justin said, running out of patience, "Where are they?! I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I need a shower, I-"
"We get it." Eva bluntly told him, "You're not the only one."
"But you'd think they'd actually come back with help, right?" suggested Sadie.
"Unless they found someone, and they forgot about us!" Justin pointed out.
"Dude, no one would forget about us." Geoff tried to counter his statement, "If you think about it, we're like a family! A really crazy, hyped-up kind of family."
"Well, they're probably just taking their precious time." Justin rolled his eyes, blatant sarcasm was showing in his voice, "And I bet they're hoping we wait to die so that they're not-"
But Justin's rant was cut short when something large attached onto the bus and caused it to shake and be lifted up from the ground. Everyone turned their heads up to see the helicopter, which held their saviors.
"It's Chris!" Sierra exclaimed in relief.
"They don't call me the 'Best Reality Show Host' for nothing!" Chris called down to the group as he and Chef Hatchet grinned at their accomplishment.
"We're saved!" Beth cheered, as she and Sierra high-fived each other, Momma DJ nodded, Katie and Sadie hugged each other, Geoff and Justin chest-bumped each other, and Eva and Trent tried to high-five each other, only for Eva to accidentally slap Trent across the cheek instead, causing him to fall to the ground.
As soon as everyone was back on the upside-down bus, the helicopter pulled it up from the gorge, off to who knows where.
Well actually, Chris and Chef brought them back to the film lot near Toronto. Sitting in a craft services building, the group, all cleaned up and feeling better, were treated to breakfast.
Alejandro was also present with the group, serving them pancakes.
"I hope this will fulfill your appetites." he said with a grin, as Beth, Sadie, and Katie were swooning over the sight of him. Meanwhile, Justin had an incredulous look on his face. He was about to speak, but Momma DJ beat him to it.
"Well, what a nice young man." she chuckled, "I think my son and I would know a thing or two about your fine dining."
"Uhh… yeah…" Alejandro did not know how to respond to her, but he walked back to the kitchen to serve the group on the other table (Sierra, Geoff, Eva, and Trent) pancakes of their own.
"I have an announcement!" Chris brought everyone's attention to him, "Now, we all know that nobody does drama like you guys."
"That must be the nicest thing you told us." Trent poked Chris.
"Wait a minute!" Justin raised his hand, "Why's Alejandro here? He's supposed to be on your new show for 'Total Drama Dirtbags'!" He spoke the second half of his statement in a mocking tone.
"It was a trick!" Alejandro admitted from the kitchen window, "There was never any Total Drama Dirtbags!"
"Is that true?" questioned Eva.
Chris shrugged, "Well, mostly… I did come up with the name. But anywho, I needed to find out if you kids still had it."
"And to answer Justin's question," Alejandro spoke up once again, "I was there to dupe you all. Though I do want to question why there's a third of you here."
"Good question, man." Geoff popped up, "Where's Bridgette, and DJ, and all those other bros, and brahs?" Chris shook his head.
"Those 'bros and brahs' you're speaking of, are not here." he chuckled, "But don't worry, because you're not alone. Alejandro will be joining you group of nine for next time!"
"What do you mean next time?" Beth asked Chris.
"You're all coming back on a no-holds-barred race, around the world, in a jet!" the host exclaimed, with sadism emitting from his gleeful expression. But not everyone was happy.
"So you expect all of us to come back after all the shit you did to us?!" Eva growled.
"Don't you want to be famous again?" Chris tempted the group.
"No way." Justin shook his head. But Chris gave them an even bigger offer.
"What about… cash?" He threw out two separate money bags, before throwing them to the side, with one of them hitting a cat who groaned in pain. "The chance to win one. Million. Dollars?"
This time, everyone cheered in excitement. But Chris had even more news to tell them.
"But don't think I'm just gonna allow ten contestants to fight for the cash!" he stated.
"What do you mean?" asked Katie.
"What if I said, that you will be fighting for the million against sixteen more fresh faces?!" he exclaimed, bringing out a large chart that showed the headshots of the group of ten, as well as sixteen unidentified headshots to the right. Everyone looked on in shock and confusion, "Yeah, you can forget all your other friends, 'cause they never showed up when I brought you back here! The next game will pit seven veterans, versus nineteen newbies!"
Back at the Celebrity Manhunt studio, Blaineley and Josh heard it all.
"Whoop-whoop-whoop!" Blaineley cheered, "Celebrity Manhunt alert!"
"Another season of Total Drama is coming, and I for one can't wait!" Josh was the next to voice his optimism.
"Well, Drama Machine, what do you think of that?" Blaineley asked the robotic Drama Machine.
The Drama Machine responded by approaching a small hunchback janitor, before it exploded, leaving said janitor fried like a turkey leg. The duo hosts laughed at the janitor's misery. But their laughter was cut short when they heard a large group burst through the doors.
"Help!" Courtney cried, "Help! We need help! There's a bus out there with a couple of our friends that need help!"
"Too late, madame." Blaineley said with a smile.
The cast looked up to view Chris throwing a party in the craft services tent, where the ten confirmed Total Drama contestants were partying.
"What's Chris doing on TV with the others?" asked DJ.
"I thought they were back out at the canyon with the bus?" Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Are those banks of money?" Heather scowled at the screen.
"Looks like you missed the boat." Josh rubbed it in their faces, "Chris just cast your buds on the next season of Total Drama."
"And they will face sixteen more new contestants, and one of them will walk away with one million dollars!" Blaineley cheered. Everyone was shocked and in disbelief.
"No, no…" Owen looked like someone stabbed him in the back, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he fell to his knees, devastated. Noah walked over to his big friend and rubbed his back to comfort him.
"Well, I hate to be in a minority," he sighed, "But perhaps it's for the best." However, more than half of the members of his group did not share the same devastated (or nonchalant) reactions. If anything, they were furious.
"No way!" Heather cried out in anger, "This is an outrage! I'm gonna tear you all to shreds!"
Courtney socked Duncan in the kiwis once more, "This is what you get for having a walkie with NO BATTERIES!" she screamed, as both she and Heather took their rage out by throwing different backstage equipment across the room.
"We'd better sign off!" Blaineley suggested to Josh as she dodged a chair thrown by Heather.
"Thanks for watching Celebrity Manhunt's Total Drama Reunion special!" Josh started, just as he was hit by a camera.
*TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES*
Back at the film lot, inside the confessional trailer, the ten confirmed players are each giving their word on going onto Total Drama's next season.
*Confessionals…*
Sierra: Oh. Em. Gee. This is my first confessional ever! I-am-so-excited! (chuckles) I never thought I would be on Total Drama, my favorite show in the world! Talking to my favorite TV stars is sooo fab! Now I will finally put to rest all those blog questions, like; 'What's Chris' favorite hair conditioner?', or 'What kind of deodorant does Cody use?', or 'How did Geoff get his lucky cowboy hat?', or 'How many pages has Gwen written in her diary?', or-
*STATIC*
Sadie: EEEEEE! New season! And Katie and I are gonna be on it, together!
Katie: Bet! And we're gonna be facing off with some of our old friends, and new faces too!
Sadie: Hopefully you and I will start on the same team, and not have one of us switch like last time.
Katie: Truth. (gasps) What if Alejandro is on our team?
Sadie: OMG, I hope so!
Katie: I so want to ask him out!
Sadie: (raises an eyebrow) Uh, hold the phone, Katie. I want to ask him out.
Katie: Yeah, well that's too bad. I called it first, soooo…
Sadie: Well, we'll see about that!
Katie: What's the big deal, Sadie? There's also Trent and Justin; they're just as hot as Alejandro.
Sadie: Uh, no. They're not. Alejandro is the GOAT of hotness! And he probably wouldn't like that mole you have on the back of your leg.
Katie: (gasps) That's a birthmark! And he'd like it more than that pimple on your buttcheek!
Sadie: (gasps) Take that back!
Katie: Make me! (she and Sadie engage in a slapfight)
*STATIC*
Justin: Looks like I'm back for another season. And I'll be keeping a good eye on Alejandro. Whatever happens, there can only be ONE hot guy here!
*STATIC*
Eva: Well, I didn't think I'd come back here. But I'm back. Last time, my temper got the best of me, but this season, I'll definitely keep it together. (she gets hit by a piece of fallen debris, causing a vein in her head to throb, but she manages to keep it together) Okay, maybe I'll try…
*STATIC*
Geoff: Well, I guess I'm on another season with a few of my friends. And as an added bonus, a lot more newbies. I'm bummed, man, that Bridge won't be on the season with me… I know you're watching this babe, 'cause I'm gonna win this for you! Just you wait!
*STATIC*
Beth: Chris said something about us going on a race around the world… I think I might be up for that, but I might need to see if I need any check-ups in case there are any diseases around the world…
*STATIC*
Momma DJ: Not gonna lie, I didn't think I'd get roped into this wackjob reality show, but I suppose I have no choice! My son and I don't have much to go these days, and even though he ain't here with me, I'll make sure to win that gold, or my name ain't… Donna Julia Jones!
*STATIC*
Trent: Well, not what I had signed up for, but I'm game. I have Justin, Beth, and all those other chums, so I ain't worried. Do your worst, Chris. (chuckles)
*STATIC*
Alejandro: Watch out, Total Drama nerds. The new guy, is goin' ALL the way to the top!
*STATIC*
Sierra: I can't wait to find out where we're going first! 23 percent of my fellow bloggers say we're going to India, and 10 percent of them say Chris has lied to us! He's going to film us in an old bomb shelter! (scoffs) As if! I'm a third generation Chris McLean scholar! Ok, I can tell if he was lying to us by his vocal pitch, and his body image. Only someone who has an extensive knowledge of Total Drama could catch that! BTW, did you know Chris wears 32-by-31 pants? And only buys them at Strutty's Pants and Jewelers! He also has three dogs, named Banjo, Todd, and-
*STATIC (THE CAMERA HAS RUN OUT OF BATTERY)*
Chris is now at an airfield near Toronto, approaching a massive triple-jet jumbo jet, coming with a logo of himself wearing an aviator outfit. Though it's very ironic, considering Chris has never been to plane school, and he's just doing it for fashion.
"Twenty-six contestants, a trip around the world, and a million dollars!" Chris states to the audience as Chef rides the plane's escalator down, holding a case of the million dollars.
"What more could you possibly want?" Chris asked. It was a rhetorical question, but someone had to have answered it.
"How about music?" Chef suggested.
"Yeah…" Chris was intrigued with the idea, "Everybody's doing the musical thing now. Sure! And MUSIC!" He winked to someone offscreen, pointing to them. It's probably a producer so they could write down ideas.
"See you next time!" Chris started to sign off, "On Total. Drama…"
A musical sequence started, as a plane took off from the airport…
"Musicaaaaaals! Musicaaaaaals! Muuuuuusiiiiiiiicaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllssss!"
Both Chef and Chris knew that their singing was heinous. They could not sing well even if they tried. It was so bad, it caused the cockpit to fall forward.
"Um, maybe not…" he added.
TOTAL DRAMA: WORLD TOUR (coming soon)
You read it right! This is my personal take of what would happen if Total Drama: World Tour would have started with Trent, Justin, Geoff, Beth, Eva, Katie, and Sadie as the veteran contestants, and Alejandro and Sierra as newcomers. Of course, they are not alone, as Momma DJ is also coming aboard the ship, err... plane! And even with ten, they STILL aren't alone! Sixteen more newbies are coming; some old, others OCs. Soon, there will be descriptions for each contestant coming, both old and new.
This series will be taking off, with a bunch of twists and turns! How will the seven veterans fare throughout Total Drama: World Tour? How will everyone deal with a grown adult joining the show? Who will the newbies be? They'll be introduced very soon! And who else will we be seeing throughout this story? In due time, you will find out! Until next time!