The camera cuts in to a brand spanking new airport, where an overly enthusiastic host stands, a sadistic grin on his face as a finger points into the air. Two fingers soon lift up to join the first pointed finger, to make a three with them. "Season three," this host says, "Of Total Drama, folks! The world is gonna be mine," The brunette moves is arm from the left to the right. "From sea to shining sea." His head turns to the right, looking at an oncoming bus. "Sadly, I'm forced to share my world with a free-reign traveling team and freakshow. They'll be competing all around the globe," The host continues gesturing as he speaks. "For another million dollars."
"Sooooo, let's meet our players." He says, as the contestants begin to walk off the bus.
"Courtney," Courtney waves to the camera as her name is called.
"Duncan," Duncan just stares, carrying Courtney's bag along with his own.
"Heather," The Asian waves to the camera, almost more enthusiastically than Courtney was.
"Gwen," The goth-punk walks by the bus, hands on her backpack straps.
"LeShawna!" LeShawna is right behind Gwen, confident in herself this year.
Unfortunately, as Gwen walks, Heather stops right in place which causes Gwen to bump into her from behind. "Unf!" Gwen rubs her head, already irritated. "Are there reserved seats? I.E, can I have one not behind Heather's pony hair ponytail?"
Heather scoffs, wheeling to face Gwen and crossing her arms in the process. "Um, my extensions are human hair!"
"You learn something new everyday," Duncan peeps up, now only carrying Courtney's bag in one hand. Gwen cackles at Duncan's witty comment, but Heather glares at the juvie ex-con. The goth and the punk exchange glances, only to the Type-A hispanic's dismay. Courtney clears her throat.
Chris, the host, is now Will Smith posing in front of the bus. "Lindsay!" The mentioned bottle blonde walks out of the bus, waving excitedly.
"Owen, DJ, and Harold!" The two boys now formerly mentioned walk out of the bus, the latter holding the former with a force greater than the gods of war. Owen is heard whining and mumbling incoherently about something. "Uh, guys?" Chris asks, concerned.
"Oh, sweet strawberry preserves! Nooooo-hohohoooo!" Owen yells, panicked.
DJ keeps a hold of Owen, almost like a human-sized seatbelt. "He's afraid of flying, remember?"
Harold steps out behind the two boys, already ranting. "Aerophobia, from the Latin; as opposed to aeronausiphobia, the fear of air sickness." Harold pushes up his glasses as he rants, feeling proud of himself.
"Keep up the interesting facts, and I'm gonna get aero nauseous all over you ." A tanner brunette steps off, obviously annoyed by Harold's antics.
"And returning favorites, Noah, Cody," Cody steps off the bus, grinning. "And-" Chris is cut off by an obviously obnoxious homeschooler's voice.
"Yo yo yooo, this year's winner is in the house!" He points off into the distance, then pauses. "Er, I mean bus-" He steps off, then pauses again. "I-I mean, runwaaaaaaay." The beanie boy puts his hands to his hips. "So where's the plane, eh?" A ginger sneaks up on him from behind, a maniac grin spreading across her rounded face. "I know, right?" She speaks up, "Let's fly!" The girl jumps onto the homeschooler's shoulders, knocking him off balance. "Watch out- oh, whoa!" The two of them fall, kerplunk , right onto the ground.
"Yep! Izzy's back!" He points upward again. "Also returning this season, Tyler!"
Tyler points to himself with one hand, using to other arm to flex as he walks of the bus. But, he falls over homeschool to the ground.
"And the co-host of Total Drama Aftermath, Bridgette!" Bridgette waves, soon falling to the ground too with an OOF.
"Yo, Chris, you forgot to introduce me!" Farmboy speaks up yet again. Chris sighs, either unnerved or disgruntled. It's hard to tell.
"And, Ezekiel." He soon grins again though, in the sadistic way he was before. "And now to mix things up a little to keep it all fresh, we're adding three new competitors."
"He's an honour roll student with a diplomat for a dad, and an amazing ability to charm the pants off most species, Alejandro!" Chris pulls the Will Smith pose again as a Spaniard steps off the bus, sunglasses on his face and a grin waiting to flatter people already. He takes off the sunglasses, then looks to the mini-pile of disaster on the ground. "Perhaps I can assist?" He moves to help out Izzy and Bridgette, who are both shocked by his appearance once again, despite seeing him after the whole…. Dirtbag incident. "Wowee," Izzy mumbles, almost impressed.
"I- I have a boyfriend." Bridgette mumbles, still sort of bitter about what Alejandro did during the Dirtbag sham, but visibly taken aback by his charisma.
Alejandro blinks a few times in faux confusion, but soon takes his attention from the girls to the guys. "And amigos, please, allow me." He bends over and helps them up as well. Ezekiel, taken aback as well, mumbles a "Wowee," whilst Tyler, still peeved about Alejandro's sham, scoffs. "I like girls," He says, tone expressing itself assertively.
Chris interrupts as the camera pans back to him. "And she's a sugar-addicted super fan, with 16 Total Drama blogs, Sierra!" The camera pans to the bus door again, where a tall girl at about 6'3 stands, over-ecstatic. "Oh my gosh! I love you guys! This is the greatest day of my life!" She puts her hands to her head, a grin ever-growing. She then starts hyperventilating on the spot from all of the excitement pouring out of her. This really is the life of a Total Drama superfan. "Anybody got a paper bag I can breathe into?" She asks casually, before spotting her all-time favorite competitor from across the runaway, Cody. "Oh my gosh, Cody!" She greets him with the overwhelming amount of excitement she carries with her. Cody, annoyed, looks up at her with a confused expression on his face. "I've dreamt of this moment," Sierra starts, hands clasped together by her hips. "Only you weren't wearing a shirt."
Her grin gets mischievous, and Cody gets a little bit afraid, before something else grabs their attention to the right. It's the sound of the plane finally making its presence known. It drives itself in, parts wobbling in place.
The camera now switches to the final contestant that debuts this season "And now, here we have..David!" A slightly attractive looking guy comes out of the bus, which made Alejandro a bit worried. He was shorter than Alejandro and less muscular. Still Alejandro couldn't deny the fact that he was attractive. "Hello everyone! I am really excited to meet you" David says, waving at the other contestants. "Finally someone who seems normal" Noah says. David just gives him a smile "Oh..good to know!"
"What the heck?" Duncan speaks up as the plane finally stops itself.
Courtney raises her eyebrows, and a hand. "Um, excuse me, I'd like to express some concern about the safety our our plane."
Chris, hands already up in defense, rolls his eyes. "Relaaax, it's perfectly safe." Just as he finishes speaking, a part of the plane falls off much to Owen's dismay. Some raccoons fall with it, running away from the plane. "Now boarding!"
"No! I can't ride in that! Call the United Nations! Call a cab!" Owen starts rambling on insecurely again, Chris' face turning into a deadpan expression. "Call my mom!" Chris grabs a frying skillet, then begins walking to Owen. "No, I'm not doing this! I'm out! This is unethica-" Owen is interrupted by the slam in the back of the head by Chris' skillet. Cody winces, whilst Bridgette and Lindsay stare in horror and concern, then wince soon after. "M… Mom…" Owen mumbles on the ground, in pain and a bruise now on his head.
"Anyone else got a problem with that?" Chris asks passive-aggressively.
David tried to hold his laugh
"Nope!" Cody yelps, afraid.
"Love it!" Lindsay says, rubbing her head.
"Dibs on the window seat," Mumbles Bridgette, hands up in a defensive stance. "Damn, I wanted the window seat" David replied
"Oh, sorry." Bridgette replied "I just really like sitting there, I love the view" David says "The sky is really beautiful!"
"Pf..as if you would have time to admire the sky" Heather said
"Now boarding." Chris repeats, waving the skillet around in his hand. He then throws it behind him into a clutter of things. "Onto our voyage for one million big ones!" He points to the camera. "We're saving YOU a first class seat for all the action right here! On Total! Drama!" The camera zooms out. " Worrrrrrrllddd Touuuuuuuuuur! " Chris sings, waving his hands up in the air.
"Seriously?" Is all Duncan asks, already done with this.
The intro takes place then the camera pans to a view inside the plane. Chris leads the contestants into the common room, Gwen speaking up. "Singing? Really? I thought Chris was joking about that."
"Well I don't have a problem with it!" Courtney chimes up, a smile on her face.
"Yeah," LeShawna interrupts, "Because you like singing."
"Well, I don't!" Duncan puts in his two cents, "Girls sing, little birdies sing," Duncan gestures as he speaks. "Duncans? Do NOT sing."
"Think I'll get to beatbox?" Harold asks, hopeful.
"I'll beat-cha if you try!" Duncan threatens, fist in the air.
"I am not made for singing." David says which Duncan quickly noticed "Gotta agree with the new guy"
"WHY are you doing this to us?" Heather inquires, angry.
"Singing reality shows are HUGE! And, the worse the singing, the higher the ratings! Which! Is why on this show, there will be no vocal coaches," The camera pans to each contestant. "Or rehearsals, or WARNING!" The contestants immediately start to complain, looking at each other. "Anywho! This is the dining area where you will enjoy in-flight meals!" Chris explains, before Ezekiel speaks up.
"Not for long, eh? Prepare to lose to the Zeke!"
Gwen looks over, furrowing her eyebrows, then putting a gentle yet firm hand on Ezekiel's shoulder. "Okay, so not trying to be mean here, but, you DO know you got voted out first last time, right?"
"Word, and I spent since making sure that don't happen again." Zeke nods, pointing a thumb to himself. "I'm stronger, faster, smarter-"
"Chattier, blabbier, can't-shut-up-ier?" Chris asks, arms crossed in annoyance. "Now ZIP it and lemme finish the tour, so we can get this bird in flight!" Zeke cowers, understanding.
"Is there a ladies' room?" LeShawna peeps up.
"Just down through there," Chris replies, pointing.
The woman zips on her way there almost immediately. "Good! 'Cause I gotta make a deposit."
CONFESSIONAL - LESHAWNA
The confessional camera turns on just as LeShawna closes the door, reaching to unbutton her pants, unaware for a split second before she opens her eyes, squinting. "There's a camera in the potty? AGAIN? UGH! Can't a sister get a LITTLE privacy on this program!?" She crosses her arms, peeved. The confessional camera cuts out, and the regular camera pans back in to everyone.
END CONFESSIONAL - LESHAWNA
"Losing teams will enjoy the luxurious economy class accommodations between destinations!" Chris explains, before Lindsay has an inquiry.
"Okay, but where are our beds?" She asks, confused.
"Owen, care to demonstrate?" Chris turns to Owen, which directs everyone's attention that way as well.
Owen is seen snoring away as he is strapped into seat belts in the plane. "Plane… No!..." He mumbles mid-sleep, still snoring away with a bit of drool on the floor. Yikes.
"That does NOT look comfortable." Heather blurts, frowning.
"No comfort for losers." Chris replies, still grinning. "Safety harnesses and an emergency exit. But! No comfort here, here, or here!"
"Wow, you are really kind Chris!" David said annoyed, Alejandro puts his hand on David's shoulder "David, my friend calm down. It can't be that bad." David looks at him and replies "Oh, you already learned my name." Alejandro eyes widen, it was confusing for him why he managed to pay so much attention to David. "Oh yeah, of course!"
Sierra looks to Chris, laughing some. "Oh-em-gee, Chris, I am just el-oh-el!" She laughs more, and Chris is concerned for her mental health.
Okay, not really, but he can fake it.
"We should hit the winner's compartment, eh? 'Cause I ain't NEVER gonna sit back here!" Zeke claims, Noah scrunching up his nose in disgust. "Ha, never!"
"Is never your policy on mouthwash too, homeschool?" Noah asks, waving Zeke's breath away from him. Zeke coughs on his hand and sniffs it, thinking that it can't be as bad as Noah makes it out to be.
The camera cuts out, then soon cuts back in to an ACTUAL luxurious room. "This is the first class cabin, the domain of each week's winners."
"Now this is the kind of accommodation ladies deserve," Alejandro speaks up, in direct to Lindsay.
"They have ladies in first class too?" Lindsay asks, flabbergasted. She then realizes where she misinterpreted Alejandro's words. "Oh! Me! You meant me!"
DJ, arms crossed, looks over to Tyler. "That guy's as smooth as Mama's gravy."
"Pf, Justin 2.0" David rolls his eyes
"Lindsay's supposed to like ME!" Tyler complains to DJ, a bit saddened by Alejandro's flirtatious display.
"Aha, nobody can compete with gravy." DJ shakes his head, kippah still intact.
"Hey, Lindsay!" Tyler calls out with that same urge to get her attention. "I can do a handspring!" He moves his hands upward, moves to do the handspring as he lifts himself off the floor, then crashes back down with disappointment. Lindsay winces, putting her hands up to her face.
"Oh my gosh… poor… what was his name again? Oh, I know, Alejandro!" She glances at the Spaniard, grinning and completely throwing Tyler out of her mind.
"That's… My name." He replies, hand to his chest.
"And what a nice name," Lindsay speaking in return, still grinning. "Alejandro, I could say it all day!"
"Please do."
Lindsay titters at that, much to Heather's suspicion. Heather glances to Katie, then back to Lindsay and Alejandro.
CONFESSIONAL - HEATHER
Another confessional camera cuts in, this time, to the plane's cockpit, where Heather stands with her arms crossed and Chef prepares for flight. "I can see right through that guy," Heather states, huffing. "You know, this extra confessional is a thousand times nicer than talking in the toilet."
"Maybe for you," Chef argues, "I'm trying to prep for a flight here!"
"Hello! Venting! Sh!" Heather glares at Chef, then back to the camera. "Anyway. New guy is so transparent, so fake, so-"
"Deliciously seductive?"
"That was exactly the opposite of what I was trying to say!"
"Pretty good-looking guy to boot." Chef pauses, turning back to controls. "Just saying."
Heather groans, storming off. "FORGET THIS!"
END CONFESSIONAL - HEATHER
"Whoa," Cody mumbles, astonished by the room they're all in now. "Where are we now?" He asks. "A grand piano? A burning fireplace? AND a personal hot tub with an LED lightshow?"
"How do I win this? My lovely LeShawna loves a hot tub!" Harold inquires, walking to the hot tub.
"Easy, tiger!" Chris scolds Harold, "These are my quarters! And they're off limits! Clear?"
"... Crystal." Harold replies solemnly, head hanging down.
"Oh, Chris! I heart your limits!" Sierra peeps up, grinning still. How does she do it? Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Maybelline.
CONFESSIONAL - HEATHER
The camera cuts into the lavatory confessional this time, where Heather begins to finish her rant. "Anyway. With Beth gone, Linds-iot, and Ale-whatever his name is posing a threat. About David I am not sure about him! He seems like Noah with his sarcastic comments but just stronger. My only option is to make friends with the new girl. But pretending to like THAT is gonna be WAY hard. I do NOT heart the new girl." The camera cuts out again.
END CONFESSIONAL - HEATHER
"Aaaand that's pretty much it." Chris explains at the end of the tour. "I skipped the cargo hold and the alley, but I'm sure you'll find those exciting destinations later. When I accidentally," He does air quotes. "Trap you in them."
The plane shakes, and as does Bridgette, who falls over into Alejandro's lap. "Señorita, are you okay?" Al asks, voice as smooth as butter. "Is the earth moving?" Bridgette asks, flustered.
CONFESSIONAL - DAVID
"Woah, that guy Alejandro is..fine" David quickly changes his word "I MEAN ANNOYING! I may be gay but I will not let him get through me, he is probably the same thing as Justin just being a manipulative freak!" He points at the camera "I might try to be friends with Bridgette, she seems nice"
END CONFESSIONAL - DAVID
"One more thing," Chris says, "I'm sure you remember a little something called the elimination ceremony. It takes place right in there, my friends!" Chris points to the room, before chuckling to himself. The camera flashes out then back in to everyone in the elimination room. "If you don't receive a barf bag full of airline-issued peanuts-"
"I got a peanut allergy, yo. Or, more like a… sensitivity?" Ezekiel interrupts, yet again.
"You will be forced to take the Drop of Shame." Chris finishes.
"Okay, I just don't like-"
"Kind of like this!" Chris grabs Ezekiel by the collar, opens the plane door, then proceeds to throw him out of the plane. Zeke yells out an OOF as he lands on the ground, then stumbles back to his feet. The rest of the contestants can't help but snicker to themselves as Zeke starts running, and the plane starts to take off.
"Hey, aha, good one! Now slow down and let the bling back in!"
"All eliminations are final, bro!" Chris yells as the plane lifts off.
"That's some interesting way to go" David says
A little map montage later, DJ sighs, Tyler sitting on opposite sides of him. "Every minute we're getting closer to adventure… and further… from Mama." He sighs in a homesick tone, and Tyler rubs his shoulder.
"Cody Emmett Jameson Anderson," Sierra says, grinning. Cody blinks over. "I also happen to know your birthday is April 1st. You're my very own April Fool."
"That girl seems creepy, don't you agree?" David asks Bridgette "I guess everyone got their own way.." Bridgette says
DING DING!
Chris comes out of the shadows, now donned in a snazzy suit, hat and cane, where he poses for the camera as a spotlight shines in. He winks at the camera. The contestants look over, annoyed. "Whenever you hear that friendly little bell, it's musical number time!" Chris announces, an eat-shit grin on his face still. "So. Let's hear it."
"But," Courtney questions, "What are we supposed to sing?"
"You have to make it up as you go."
A fanfare plays as the girls look over to Courtney, who grins anxiously. "Up," Courtney sings, standing. Izzy, Sierra and Lindsay follow suit. "Up, up, up!"
"Sing," Harold starts for the boys, Cody, DJ and David following his suit. "Sing, sing, sing!"
"We're flying, and singing, we're flying and we're singing!" Everyone sings in unison, voices mixing together surprisingly nicely.
"Come fly with us!" Sierra sings, now pushing a cart. "Come fly with us!" David and Cody harmonize, Cody on the cart Sierra pushes and David running next to them.
Izzy bursts out of a cargo holder, giving a peace sign to the camera. "We got a lot of crazy tune to bust, haha!" She raps, falling out of the holder.
"Come fly with us!" Bridgette sings, on top of First Class' couch. Lindsay fumbles then stands on a chair, harmonizing. "Come fly with us!"
Alejandro walks in, helping the two blondes down. "It's a pleasure, and an honour, and a must." The girls giggle at his antics, flustered again. He wiggles his eyebrows at the camera.
"Dudes this is a mess," Duncan mumbles, not interested. "You're singing in a plane."
"What did you expect, Chris is freaking insane!" Harold comebacks, swinging his nunchucks around until he accidentally hits himself with them.
"Yeah, but guys, you're singing on TV!" Gwen yells.
"Haven't you always wanted to?" Courtney sings, ballet dancing past. "It can't just be me!"
"Come fly with us!" DJ sings, dancing his heart away along with LeShawna. "Come fly with us!"
The plane shakes, then a camera cuts into the cockpit, where Heather is hanging on for her dear life. "Do you know how to steer this thing?" Heather asks frantically, only to be answered with an apathetic shrug. "I try."
"They thought they could leave me and depart," Ezekiel sings from inside the ACTUAL cargo hold, inside some bag. "But this stowaway's got winning in his heart!"
"Come fly with us," Noah sings "Come die with us!"
"Flying? I HATE flying! Stop the plane!" Owen yells out in fear and panic, before Chris hits Owen with the frying pan again. He grins, before the camera cuts to the dining hall again.
"Come fly with us! Come sing with us!" David, Heather, DJ, Cody and Sierra sing all at once. "NO!" Gwen and Duncan yell back to them. "Anyone care for a copy of the Season Three rules? Because! In order to escape instant elimination-" Chris starts, before Bridgette steals the paper. "All contestants must sing in each show."
"Duncan do it! Let's go!" Courtney sing-yells, putting hands on her hips.
"Gwen, sing it! Don't go!" Cody sings, pleading.
"Well, I don't wanna go home…" Gwen mumbles, thinking it over before bursting into song. "Come fly with us, come fly with us, coooooome and flyyyyyyyyyy with uuuuuuuuuuuuuus!"
"Come on, Duncan, please?" Courtney asks. Duncan sighs, knowing he has to.
"Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks!"
Everyone does the jazzhands, still pissed off at Chris. "Yeah."
"Enough singing, buttcakes!" Chef says from the intercom, Chris looking up from the newspaper he just so happened to be reading in suspicion. "And buckle yourselves in! We're now beginning our descent into Egypt!" He pauses, thinking that he turned the intercom off. "Musicals…. Worst idea ever." Chris squints at the com behind his newspaper. "Chris is such an idi-" Chris gasps, so does Chef. "Wait, why's the P-A still on? Oh shi-" It turns off. Chris angrily looks at the camera. "We'll be right back."
The camera cuts out, then cuts back in again to a zoned-out shot of the plane, the contestants, and a pyramid that stands in the middle of a desert in Egypt. Two interns are seen carrying Chris on a pharaoh-like chair as the camera zooms in. "You guys ready for a little fun, huh? Wow! It's a scorcher out here," Says he, in pharaoh garb and holding a tequila. He grins like the evil motherfucker he's known to be. He takes a long sip of said tequila before continuing. "I call today's challenge: Pyramid Over-Under!"
Eva raises her eyebrows, obviously unimpressed. "And that's supposed to mean what, exactly?"
"It's simple, miss Eva! You have to get past this pyramid- either over it, or under it! Which, would technically be through it, but Over-Under just sounds better for ratings." Chris replies, giving a snicker. "You can choose to go at it alone, but it is NOT recommended. There's booby traps inside the pyramid, so be careful. Now go!"
The group of 19 look at each other before deciding to group up. This just means Sierra tries to drag Cody away
Meanwhile, Noah and David walk around on the inside of the pyramid. They pass through a bug-labeled path, looking around anxiously.
"You know, I never expected to be here" David admits, looking around "I've just won that total drama contest giving me a ticket on the plane
"I don't know, feel like you got on the worst plane" Noah says , as he hears a creak in the floor. This heightens his alertness, grabbing David's arm to drag him away from the oncoming arrow. "What a way to enter this season. First challenge and you would already die." Noah says sarcastically
"Nah, I wouldn't die only from an arrow" He chuckles "Okay but for now, let's get our asses out of this pyramid." Noah says
"Yeah? Alrighty. Lead the way." David says
This eventually leads the duo to Owen and Izzy, who seem to be lost to all hell. Izzy's covering in rags.
"Owen, can I kindly ask," Noah starts, "What happened here?"
"Oh! Izzy saw some old mummy thing and stole the rags. I told her not to, but she wouldn't listen. She said it was a good luck charm." Owen rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, whilst Izzy gives an evil grin.
The camera pans to the exit of the pyramid now, where a group of six run out. Leshawna, Lindsay, DJ, Harold, Bridgette and Ezekiel to be exact.
"Finally, someone comes out of the pyramid after a bunch of adventure! Have fun?" Chris says as they cross.
"No," DJ mumbles, still wiping mummy dust off of him.
"Didn't expect you to! Now, you six are team one!"
"In Egyptian, it's wahid!" Harold perks up.
"Nobody cares, Harold." Chris snaps. Harold frowns at this, looking at the sand below him. LeShawna pats his shoulder gently.
Now, to Courtney, Duncan and Gwen, who have seemed to team in a group of three, climbing the pyramid in the ballet. Courtney's giving incessant rambles as the trio climb about Gwen and Duncan's climbing forms, to which the both of them are getting a little irritated by.
"Courtney, we get it. You've repeated the same mistake three times now." Gwen mutters, straightening her back in attempts to get the rambling to stop. Unfortunately, she sleeps and Courtney catches her by the hand. A beat passes. They stare at each other awkwardly, but Duncan just keeps progressing on, not really giving a shit about their bonding moment. He'd just rather not deal with any more arguing.
"So uh, how 'bout that pyramid, huh?" Gwen asks, letting out an awkward sigh, thankful that Courtney caught her.
"Yeah. The pyramid. Let's get back to it." Courtney's tone seems curt, but easy going at the moment.
Alejandro catches up with Tyler, catching his hand as he falls down the pyramid. "Mi amigo, are you alright?" Alejandro asks, pulling the athlete up.
Tyler, perplexed, nods. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? Just climbing this pyramid, same as you."
"You seem to be sour about something." Al peeps, pulling himself up again. Tyler now follows Al up.
"Sour? I'm not a lemon?"
"N...No. Not as in the lemon. As in... The emotion. Feeling all bitter. Stuff like that."
"Oh." Tyler thinks for a moment, stretching to pull himself up. "Just getting used to being in the competition again, is all. Don't worry about me." He points to himself, before slipping and tumbling down the pyramid again.
"Then worry I shall not." Alejandro says after watching Tyler fall, confused by the supposed jock's clumsiness. He decides to continue climbing anyway.
Now onto Sierra, Cody and Heather, the final three that seemed to have paired up only because no one else wanted to be with them.
"Heather, look, it's a path up ahead!" Sierra peeps up, grabbing Heather's hand out of excitement.
Heather, however, does NOT look so excited. She lets this happen though because Heather knows it's the only way to manage an alliance at this point. Everyone else knows her tactics, heck, even SIERRA knows her tactics. Yet, Sierra's still trying to befriend her? This confused Heather a lot, actually. She's conflicted. "Yayyyy, a path." She says in a sarcastic tone, walking idly.
"You don't have to act so bitchy all the time, you know." Sierra says, walking the both of them down the path. "Sure you might not like these people but giving them some respect might do you some good, this time around. I dunno though, just an idea."
"I don't act bitchy all the time!" Heather protests, letting go of Sierra's hand.
"I just have a high guard. That's what everyone should have. The world isn't all glamorous and happy-preppy all the time, Sierra. I'm not gonna let my guard down for anyone."
Sierra is a bit shocked by this reply, but shrugs it off. "You do you then, I'll do me. We've got differing opinions on the world, and that's totally understandable. Let's just get out of the pyramid, kay?"
"Yeah. Okay." Heather's annoyed, as is evident, but continues letting Sierra lead her out.
Alejandro moves to join the five that have already arrived, but Chris stops him. "Opopop! This season; three teams! You and Tyler make the first of team two."
"Or in Egyptian, athnan!"
"No one cares, Harold- Wait a second." Chris looks back at team one- six. Zeke. "Zeke. Didn't I throw you off the plane in Whitehorse?"
"I climbed the landing gear, yo. You gotta let me back now."
"... Are you crazy?" The host pauses, realizing he doesn't want the answer to that question. He groans and shrugs, gesturing to the first circle. "Fine. Go join team one."
"Not to worry, you also get" Chris points at the four people in distance
Here come Izzy, David, Noah and Owen, running for their lives away from… an actual mummy. "Holy FUCK, Chris, did you know there's a real live mummy in there? That's so cool!" Izzy's excited mostly, but Owen's dragging her along.
"It's just an intern in a costume, Izzy." Chris replies. "Anyway, you four join team two."
The so-called intern growls, and Izzy pulls herself away from Owen's grasp, running over to it. She pulls a rag off. "You have a mummy as an intern? That's cool as hell!" The intern is revealed to ACTUALLY be a mummy, so Izzy screams, kicking it to the ground.
She's killed a dead body.
Noah is frankly afraid for his safety of the mummy situation, clinging to the nearest person for dear life- which appears to be Owen. Owen pats Noah's head gently, petrified himself. Noah's surprised at himself for being afraid, but he's not going to make a big scene out of it, just clinging in silence. No one really pays him any mind anyway. Just the mummy.
"Looks like we are on the same team, David" Alejandro smirks "Yeah so happy about it" replies David
This is followed by Heather, Cody and Sierra exiting the pyramid and jogging over to the line. She moves to hug Cody.
"Hey, chatterboxes!" Chris yells up to them, via megaphone. "Since you're the last three left, why don't you give us a musical reprise?"
"What?" Duncan deadpans, already looking irritated.
"A musical reprise." Chris repeats.
"But we already sang a song this episode. You said ONE and ONE ONLY?" He yells. Gwen and Courtney share a tense glance.
"Yes." Chris rolls his eyes. "But this is a musical reprise, not a new song."
"You know what? No." He starts running down the hill, which drags Courtney and Gwen behind. They yelp as he runs down. "Nononononono. THREE HOURS of these two squawking on this stupid pyramid in this stupid heat, and you want me to SING? Forget it."
"You have to do it, Duncan. It's in your contract," Chris says.
"EAT IT, MCLEAN! I'm out! Done! I QUIT!" Duncan yells, cutting the rope before storming back off to the plane.
Gwen and Courtney watch, both a bit disappointed. Courtney stands, unties herself, and joins Heather. Cody, however, rushes over to help Gwen up, a cheeky grin coming to his face. He offers his hand. "Looks like we're teammates again, huh?"
Gwen takes his hand and stands to her feet. "Yeah, looks like we are."
"Absolutely not, Duncan. Get your butt back here. You're with team two." Chris says. Duncan grumbles and turns around, walking to Tyler, Alejandro, David , Noah, Owen and Izzy.
The camera cuts to each group of six (and seven) in a different-coloured mat, all looking at one another. Chris is seen, grinning.
"Another new factor of this season: you all each get a minute to choose your team names!" He announces, and the majority of the contestants actually grin at the news. "Now, decide between all of you."
Heather, Gwen, Courtney, Heather, Sierra and Cody all talk amongst themselves- well, not really. Cody don't really get much of a decision. "Team Amazon!"
LeShawna, DJ, Ezekiel, Bridgette, Harold and Lindsay also easily agree on a team name, enthusiastic. "Team Victory!" Lindsay and Bridgette hug and pump their arms in the air as they yell it. DJ and Leshawna do the same.
Noah, Owen, David , Alejandro, and Tyler, however, seem to be having a harder time. They argue amongst themselves. It takes them a whole 50 seconds before David looks up with a funny face. Noah and Owen exchange a glance, confused. "I got it!" David says, "Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot!"
"Huh?" The other five say at once. Duncan is unamused.
David whispers to Noah and Owen "Come on guys, sometimes you just gotta get to Chris mind..his narcisistic ass would sure enjoy it" Noah actually finds this quite a good move
Chris grins upon hearing David's suggestion for the team name. "Best team name ever!" He chuckles.
"What will our contestants go through next time? Find out on… Total! Drama! Wooooooorld Toooooooouuuuuuuuuuur!"