Author's Notes:

-Sometimes I wonder if I have too many ideas in my head... (notices readers) Oh. (clears throat) Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. Once again, my overactive mind is full of ideas. You guys get a new story, staring the Adversity Twins from Total Drama- The Ridonculous Race. I don't know about you, but I feel that these guys were eliminated way too soon. I feel like they should have lasted longer and that they deserve better. (I know why Emma chose to sabotage them, but still.) And since I've given other characters second chances, why not add these two adorkable guys to the party?

-Don't worry, Noah and Emma happening isn't completely doomed. And there may be other changes that make the story better as well.

Hope you enjoy. Let's start the show because this is- the Ridonuculous Race!


Things were not looking good for the Adversity Twins. Mickey and Jay didn't know what was more terrifying- the Goths new appearance, or that they were about to be eliminated. It was either them or the Reality TV Pros, Noah and Owen. The twins were up next to perform air guitar, and if they failed, it was over.

Mickey sat with his knees curled to his chest, arms around his legs, shaking in terror. "Can't go out there. I'll knock the whole city down!"

"Mickey," Jay began, kneeling and placing his hand on Mickey's shoulder. "you can do this. I know the school play was a disaster, but despite everything that went wrong- really really wrong- you were the best tree out there."

The younger twin faintly smiled. "Yeah? Me?"

"Everyone said so." The older twin stood up. "You're a natural. Now get out there and show that air guitar who's boss!"

Mickey stood up confidently and pretended to have a guitar in his hands. "Let's rock!"

Without even looking at the other competitors around him, he quickly went forth to the center of the stage. He breathed in and smiled. He tapped his right foot to set the beat, aided with the sound of a drum- One, two. One, two, three, four.

As the music started, Mickey began jamming out. He quickly moved his right hand as if he was actually playing the notes and soon began to shift up and down the neck of the guitar with his left hand. He gradually found his rhythm and his confidence grew. The applause meter above the stage slowly crept up to yellow, leaving it in the middle. His head banged and he was no longer doing the challenge simply because the million bucks was on the line- but he actually enjoyed it!

So much so that he didn't hear the conservation happening backstage.

"You can't just let him win!" Kitty stated. "You have to do something!"

"I can't- he's already on stage. If we try to interfere, we'll almost certainly be penalized, or worse, eliminated!" Emma sighed and lamented. "And besides, if I can't even confess to Noah or keep my head in the game because of him, maybe I should forget about him and move on. If you love something, set it free." Kitty softly gasped. "What is it?"

The younger sister pointed to her right, with a shocked Owen and an even more shocked Noah standing there.

"You... you love me?" Noah asked. Emma nodded in confirmation. "Then why didn't you say anything earlier?"

The view turned back to Mickey, still rocking out. As he did a successful floor slide, Emma answered, "Because... I was scared. Scared of losing focus on the race, scared to tell you because you wouldn't like me back, scared of... of being hurt." There was a brief pause as Mickey knelt while strumming the air guitar before Emma continued, "I told myself never to fall in love again..." He shifted to kneeling on one knee as he continued. "Not after being hurt all those years ago."

"Emma... I don't know what happened, but you don't deserve to be hurt." Noah said off-stage. Mickey stood up, still strumming his air guitar rapidly as the alarm sound was heard. Once the meter reached the red zone, he smashed the air guitar.

"Mickey!" Jay excitedly ran across the stage and hugged his little bro. "You did it! I'm so proud of you!"

The audience gave a nice, "Aw..." as two smiled and they went to the chill zone. An interview clip from them was shown, with the world background behind them.

"I still can't believe we won. I failed at that challenge four times." Mickey raised his arms triumphantly. "Yet I finally got it! Maybe I should do air guitar more often."

Jay nodded and said, "You should be proud of yourself, Mickey. I know I am, and I bet mom is too."

The scene switched to the twins smiling and standing on the carpet of completion. "Congratulations, Adversity Twins. I'm surprised you pulled it off." Don told them. "You're in 11th place, aka second to last. You live to race another day."

"Yes!" they exclaimed in unison.

The backstage was shown with a sad Noah looking at a sad Emma in his arms. The girl had her eyes closed and she was crying, sobbing into his chest. Noah closed his eyes and gently stroked Emma's hair. Kitty stood sadly as Owen was on the verge of tears.

"How can this be so adorable, yet... so sad?" Kitty asked.

Owen bawled for a few moments as Don walked onto the stage, remaining calm as everyone else was saddened. "Reality TV Pros, I'm sorry to say this, but, you're out. It's curtain call."

"We realized that." Noah looked down sadly. "I should have realized that my feelings were getting in the way."

"Noah, please... don't blame yourself." Emma pleaded.

"I hate to say it, but I think he's right." Owen stated.

Noah looked at Don and then at Owen. "I know that my departure is inevitable, but before I go, there is something I must do." He turned to Emma and took her hand. "Emma, I love you. Win this race, for us."

He closed his eyes and kissed Emma who responded back with the same actions. The scene switched to a post-elimination interview with clips of Noah and Owen's time throughout the show.

"As reality shows go, that was real as reality shows get." Owen said.

"Before it started, I didn't have a girlfriend and now I do." Noah responded.

"I mean the million would have been nice, but money isn't everything." The scene switched to Noah and Owen walking through the streets of Iceland. "So what reality show are we going to do next?"

"Didn't I tell you? We've been asked to do the next season of-"

The camera cut to black, ending the episode.